I was looking for an adventure
Tired of the noisy city life, Olga decided to go to her native village for a couple of weeks. She was over forty, more precisely 43 already... Family life had turned into a quiet backwater, without strong emotions or adventures. She had two children, but the kids had grown up, become independent and lived separately; her husband dreamed of nothing more than beer and TV, and when his wife said she was leaving for the village, he was only glad...
...Three days of village life filled Olga with bubbling energy, which now demanded an outlet. Having nothing to do in the evenings, she sat on the internet, browsing various sites. Of course, she came across porn sites, but they didn't particularly interest her... But one site sparked a fierce interest—"Mom Fight"... there turned out to be a bunch of stories and photos of women her age fighting... with burning eyes, active and aggressive, they stunned Olga. "I could do that too!" thought the woman and went to the mirror. She took off her short robe and began examining her body... Height 1.70m, weight 80kg, large, slightly sagging breasts, a plump belly, a fairly large butt, and thick thighs... "There! I'd crush anyone!" flashed a wild thought as Olga twisted in front of the mirror... "Yes! I want to try!" said the woman and slapped her thighs loudly. She had fought a few times, but that was long ago... in school, but determination overwhelmed her; a sporting and even a kind of hunting excitement appeared.
Morning came. Olga put on a blue bikini, took a towel and a bag of food, and went to the river. A quiet, not wide river with cozy clearings near the water was a wonderful place to relax... Tall grass and bushes covered the clearings and created a good spot for solitude, and it was a weekday, so everyone in the village was working at that time. Olga spread out her towel, plopped down on it, and began to dream... about beating up some woman. (Specially for .org — ) Relaxing in the hot sun, she fell asleep... She was awakened by loud splashes of water somewhere nearby. Olya opened her eyes and saw a woman swimming, obviously relaxing nearby. Carefully, trying not to make noise, she began to make her way to the neighboring clearing... The woman was already coming out of the water, and Olga began to greedily examine her... "Height about 1.67m, weight about 70kg," she estimated. And most importantly, what pleased her—the age! roughly the same as hers. In a burgundy bikini, breasts quite large, with a small belly, but a big butt... "A good opponent," thought Olya... She had already decided; they would fight, and now she was just looking for a reason to talk, and most importantly, to attack the woman... "A reason... a reason... a reason." Not thinking of anything original, heated and excited, she stepped into the clearing and blurted out:
— This is my spot, I'm resting here! Get lost, bitch!
The woman flinched in surprise and answered, somewhat frightened:
— Not a bitch, but Tamara, and don't shout! If it's your spot, I'll leave now.
— Damn! What to do?" thought Olga. The conflict wasn't happening, so then she decided... stepped towards the woman and delivered a ringing slap. Tamara yelped and dropped her towel. Not letting her opponent recover, Olya grabbed her by the hair... Both women had quite similar short haircuts, only Olga was blonde, and Tamara was brunette. The initiative passed to Olga... She firmly grabbed her opponent's hair and silently dragged her all over the clearing. Tamara, like a roly-poly doll, swayed from side to side and shuffled her feet, trying to keep her balance. She grabbed Olga's hands, trying to break free.
— You wretch! You bitch! — Olya shouted, egging herself on. Finally, she managed to knock her opponent down, and the fight went to the ground. The women desperately slapped each other wherever they could, squealed slightly, and rolled on the grass. And then the extra weight helped Olga; she ended up on top and pinned Tamara. She sat on her stomach, pinning her arms with her knees; her opponent was helpless, only desperately jerking her legs and butt, trying to throw Olga off. In the heat of the fight, the women had long since lost their swimsuits, and now their large breasts were wildly bouncing and swinging from side to side. With her free hands, Olya began slapping Tamara's breasts, not very hard, and then suddenly grabbed both nipples and squeezed hard.
— Bitch! That hurts! Get off, you whore! — Tamara blurted out.
— Oh, I'm a whore? — Olga mockingly repeated. She was now experiencing not only sporting excitement but also sexual arousal from this fierce fight. Realizing she was stronger than Tamara, she decided to play with her.
— Maybe I should fuck you right here? Will you lick my pussy? — Olga blurted out. Tamara shook her head, then spat at her opponent.
— Well, you wretch! Now you'll get a good lesson! — Olga shrieked, enraged. She jumped up sharply and kicked her opponent in the stomach, and then between the legs. Tamara doubled over in pain and whimpered. Not wasting time, Olya began pulling off her panties. Then quickly turned Tamara onto her stomach and sat on her back, facing Tamara's bare butt.
— Take this!!! — Olga shouted and began hitting, with Tamara's own wet panties, right on her rear end. Slap! Slap! Slap! Blows rained down on Tamara's butt one after another... The woman began desperately jerking, trying to dodge the slaps... But after a couple of minutes of wild spanking, she gave up.
— Okay, okay! I'll lick — Tamara cried out.
— Well, that's good, that's right, why suffer? I'm sure it'll be pleasant for both of us — Olga whispered peaceably and tenderly now, getting up and releasing her opponent.
— It's just I've never done that before — mumbled the freed Tamara, rubbing and stroking her spanked butt.
— Well, damn! And I've never done that either, so we'll try, you have to start and learn sometime! — Olga laughed, lying on her back and spreading her thick thighs wide apart.
— Come here!
Tamara approached, knelt down, and began pulling off Olga's blue panties. Here, excitement and curiosity took hold of the woman, and she stuck out her tongue and hesitantly licked her opponent between the legs... Though what opponent now, more like a partner. Once, twice, and soon Tamara was fiercely licking Olya's pussy, gently nibbling her thighs, stroking her stomach, and teasing her clitoris with her fingers... A little time passed, Olga arched, twitched, and came intensely... "Wow! Super! It wasn't for nothing I did all this!" she thought. Tamara sat nearby and was silent... she had liked it too, but she decided to keep quiet.
— Alright, friend, I have to go — Olga said, getting up from the grass, and began gathering her scattered things; she put on her swimsuit top, but carelessly threw her own panties to Tamara.
— Keep them as a souvenir! I was your first! — she laughed, and with the air of a victor, went to her clearing. Tamara also began gathering her scattered things and got ready to go home; she had something to think about today. A bunch of new emotions and impressions, all in one day!