“I Always Get What I Want!”

By TheAmateur

Featuring:

Carmen Electra (A.K.A. Tara Leigh Patrick)

(Actress)

Born: April 20, 1972 , Cincinnati , Ohio , USA

Height: 5'3”; Weight: 110 lbs. (34D-25-34)

vs.

Jenna Jameson (A.K.A. Jennifer Marie Massoli)

(Adult Actress)

Born: April 9, 1974 , Las Vegas , Nevada , USA

Height: 5'5 ”; Weight: 115 lbs. (36DD-23-33)

Author's note: The Internet reports below are genuine (at least to my knowledge), and are the main inspiration for the story. Now that you know who to blame, go ahead and waste you time!

Confirmed: Dave & Jenna Are a Couple!

Posted Aug 8th 2006 5:58PM

Dave Navarro has had a tough year. He most recently split with wife Carmen Electra. But, Dave may be in position to share some good news...

As Star first reported, TMZ has confirmed with legendary adult film star Jenna Jameson's publicist that she has split from her husband and is, in fact, dating Dave. This actually makes sense given the pairing of rock stars and porn stars. Tommy Lee was reported to be dating "Vivid Girl" Stefani Morgan, and of course, Tommy also turned Pammy Anderson into an amateur porn star! Then you also have Evan Seinfeld of Biohazard and VH1's "Supergroup" fame who is married to adult star Tera Patrick and Korn's Jonathan Davis' wife is recently retired from the biz.

I must say this is a nice score for Dave. It would be tough for Dave to find anyone to replace firecracker Carmen, but from what I've seen, ahem, I mean "heard" Jenna is up to the task.

Divorce Papers Are Filed For Carmen Electra and Dave Navarro

(via exposay.com) – It's official: Carmen Electra has filed for divorce from rocker husband Dave Navarro. The couple announced they were "amicably splitting" last month but neither star would elaborate on the break up. Carmen officially filed divorce papers on Thursday citing "irreconcilable differences" as the reason for the split, reports the New York Post. Cou (47 days ago)

Dave Navarro Hooks Up With Jenna Jameson

(via exposay.com) – Dave Navarro is reportedly dating porn superstar Jenna Jameson - just weeks after splitting from his wife, Carmen Electra.The rocker and the former "Baywatch" babe recently announced they were"amicably separating" for reasons they are yet to reveal. (49 days ago

Dave Navarro & Jenna Jameson: New Hookup?

August 10, 2006 at 12:34 pm | In Hollywood , Carmen Electra, Jenna Jameson | No Comments

WEDNESDAY AUGUST 09, 2006 03:05PM EST

Just weeks after splitting from Carmen Electra, Dave Navarro is taking up with a fellow not-quite-singleton, adult film star Jenna Jameson, PEOPLE reports in its new issue.

“It's new,” says a Navarro source of the relationship between the Rock Star: Supernova host, 39, and Jameson, 32. “They're not officially dating.”

Navarro and Electra announced their “amicable separation” in July after less than three years of marriage. Days later, he wrote on his blog: “Carmen and I love each other. … Do (I) have a girlfriend? No.”

Jameson is currently separated from her husband, Jay Grdina, who performs in adult films under the name Justin Sterling. “We have been together for eight years and have had a great relationship,” Grdina told PEOPLE on Tuesday. “We are best friends and love each other, but definitely need a break. It's nice every once in a while to change it up. Neither of us is really dating anyone, just having fun.”

Navarro and Jameson co-hosted this year's Erotica L.A. event in June at the Los Angeles Convention Center .

Carmen Files for Divorce from Dave

August 10, 2006 at 10:30 pm | In Hollywood , Carmen Electra | No Comments

THURSDAY AUGUST 10, 2006 04:00PM EST

Carmen Electra filed for divorce Thursday from her husband of less than three years, rocker Dave Navarro.

Legal papers filed in Los Angeles Superior Court state that petitioner “Tara Patrick, a.k.a. Carmen Electra,” 34, and Navarro, 39, wed on Nov. 22, 2003 , and separated on July 18, 2006 – the day after they announced they were “amicably separating.”

Citing irreconcilable differences, Electra requests that their assets be divided as specified in their prenuptial agreement and that the court not award spousal support to either party. They have no children.

By all accounts, the break-up has, in fact, been amicable. Last month Electra told PEOPLE that she was still living with Navarro, who said in a statement, “Carmen is my best friend and I love her more than anything.”

A source told PEOPLE that hectic schedules were to blame for the breakup: Navarro plays guitar in the band Camp Freddy and hosts Rock Star: Supernova and Electra has been shooting the movie I Want Candy.

Electra recently denied a report that she'd gone on a date with Jamie Foxx; Navarro has been spending time with adult film star Jenna Jameson, PEOPLE reports in its new issue.

Sometime in 2006…

According to the media, Dave Navarro had started dating Jenna Jameson “just weeks after splitting from his wife”. Perfectly true. What that same media failed to report – through sheer blissful ignorance – was the fact that Dave had began SLEEPING with Jenna some time before the split. Indeed it had been this very fact that had turned into the reason for the separation and subsequent divorce of the musician and the former Baywatch beauty.

Carmen had suspected that her husband had been having sex with Jenna for weeks. Well, she had not known that it was Jenna, but she had been pretty sure that there is another woman. The telltale signs of an affair had all been there. A sudden change in Dave's behavior had been the first clue. Out of nowhere, he had begun paying less attention to his wife, and then trying to compensate for that with occasional and highly unnatural displays of excessive care and affection. Dave's desire to “perform” – or lack thereof – had added to Carmen's suspicions. As had the lingering scent of a woman's perfume she had encountered on several occasions upon coming home, and her husband's professed ignorance on the subject.

All highly suggestive, if somewhat inconclusive, most people would say and would be absolutely right. Carmen herself may have been willing to cast her doubts aside and let the whole thing go, but that lasted only until the appearance of the black lace bra, which she discovered between the sofa cushions, and which she had not immediately recognized as one of her own. Dave's vehement denial of any knowledge as to the bra's owner and the circumstances under which it had found its way into the house and into the couch were as useless as they were ridiculous, and only a short time after this the divorce was an accomplished fact.

Once Dave and Jenna started showing up around town together, Carmen did not need any help to figure out just whom her former hubby had been entertaining in their home during the weeks prior to the divorce and just which pair of breasts the bra she had found had been supporting. Moreover, when she confronted Jenna about it one night at a club, the blonde porn star did not even bother to deny it. True, she did not admit it either – not with so many words anyway – but Carmen did not need any verbal admission; the smug, mocking look in Jenna's eyes told the former Baywatch beauty all she wanted to know.

From there, it could only go one way.

Having moved around the same circles for a good few years, both women had managed to form an opinion of each other, and, while neither one thought much of the other, at least up until now each had managed to keep it all to herself. Now, under the circumstances, neither woman found it necessary – or even possible – to do so any longer.

Carmen had always considered Jenna to be nothing more than a common whore – perhaps better paid than the average prostitute, but essentially doing the same thing: having sex for money, and, in Carmen's view, with the added indignity of doing it in from of a camera for everyone to see that wanted. She now let Jenna know all this in a passionate tirade interspersed with frequent choice words (sometimes entire phrases) one could not usually hear in Disney movies or on the Discovery channel.

Jenna's equally colorful and passionate reply were that she couldn't care less about what Carmen thought of her and of what she did for a living. She informed Carmen (far from politely) that she, Jenna, was who she was and pretty happy with it. At least, Jenna maintained, she was being honest. In the porn star's view, Carmen too was a whore and was having sex for money. According to Jenna, the difference between the two, that at least she, Jenna, was making real cash out of it, plus she was having a say in who her “partners” were going to be, while Carmen was doing it with every casting director that wanted it, and it was all just to get crummy little parts in crummy little movies. Which, in Jenna's erudite opinion, made Carmen herself a whore, and a real cheap one at that. Whereupon the verbal jousting came to an abrupt conclusion and was replaced by a physical confrontation, which, given the two women's notoriously combustible personalities was hardly surprising to anyone.

The fight was quickly broken up by club security, but pretty much everybody in attendance knew that this was far from being the end of it. And none knew it better than Carmen and Jenna themselves. There was simply too much pride, too much ego and too much raw hatred involved for the issue to be put to rest just like that. Each woman felt that a score needed to be settled and each wanted it settled as quickly/soon as possible. Which was where a certain club patron believed (or rather hoped) he could be of assistance. The patron in question was the owner of a company specializing in the making of catfight videos, and he was also in bad need of a break. The company was relatively new, and while it lacked neither equipment, nor technical know-how, it was still struggling to take off against the likes of Steel Kittens, DT Wrestling and other established forces in the field. Witnessing the spat between Carmen and Jenna, and the subsequent insults, taunts and threats of violence somewhere in the immediate future which the two hell-cats kept on exchanging while being pulled apart and held at a safe distance from each other by security, had given the so-far-unsuccessful company owner a new hope. Well aware that the catfight videos made by the majority of companies out there are, pretty much like professional wrestling, scripted and rehearsed with little or no competition involved, other than the popularity contests and the tests of the participants sexual prowess which would ultimately determine who would get to “win”, he wanted his company to offer more. He had been planning to put out there a video in which the two opponents fight for real for some time now, but had been unable to do so. Most of the so-called “stars” in the field had instantly turned down his offers of actually getting involved in a real fight and had turned them down flat. The few women out there whom he knew he would be able to persuade to participate in such an undertaking were not up to one of the most important standards of the entertainment industry – they simply were not good-looking enough. The owner (whom those around him for some reason persistently called Amateur, even though this was not his real name) had all but given up on the idea of ever finding two hot women willing to fight each other while being videotaped, but now, having seen Carmen Electra and Jenna Jameson going at it in front of a fairly large and very interested live audience, he now dared to dream. Well, he had always dared to dream, but now there was actual hope involved in the dreams. Suppose, just suppose, that he actually asked Carmen and Jenna whether they might be willing to settle their differences in front of a camera and allow the resulting product to be put out on the market – all for a fare share of the profits of course. And that would be a fare share of a lot, The Amateur knew. Really, what red-blooded male would not cough up for that tape? Who, you? Seek help, man! And even those not interested in the erotic value of the product would probably still buy it, just out of curiosity. One just can not possibly lose with a deal like that. Provided there actually is a deal. And there was only one way to know that.

Perhaps surprisingly, even after their altercation, both Carmen and Jenna were still in the club although they were being kept some distance away from each other by their respective entourages, and their interaction was now limited to the exchange of venomous looks. It wouldn't hurt to ask, The Amateur told himself, even though he was well aware that given Carmen's and Jenna's fiery tempers and their current aggravated state of mind, this time asking just might do that. Hurt, that is. Still, it had to be done, and after repeatedly trying to persuade himself that fortune did indeed favor the brave and refusing to believe it for one second, he finally managed to wind himself up and approach one of his potential stars, securing a few minutes alone with her to deliver his offer. The fact that he did not get his eyes scratched out immediately was a surprise to him, but that was nothing compared to the surprise he got when in response to his proposal he got an immediate and resounding “Hell yeah!”, plus a few spicy expressions. Scarcely believing his luck and knowing that the job was practically done, he went over and conveyed his suggestion to the other woman. Just as he had thought, just mentioning the fact that the other side had already accepted, was enough to secure an instant agreement, albeit one that was laced with a good deal of profanity. It was clear that to each woman, the opportunity to beat her rival with the added humiliation of having it all on video for everyone to see was just too good to pass up. Obviously, the thought of she herself ending up beaten and humiliated never even crossed either woman's mind. Simply put: each one was positive she would win.

Hammering out the details and getting it all on paper was a matter of just a few days. It was all perfectly simple. Carmen and Jenna would battle it out inside an empty room in an apartment style catfight. There would be no weapons or rules of any kind, with each woman getting to wear an attire of her choice. To ensure that there would be no interference of any kind, and also to provide maximum space and freedom of movement for the combatants there would be no actual crew to shoot the fight. Instead, all cameras and microphones would be well out of the way and would be operated remotely from a control room. The door would be locked on the inside and no one would be allowed in until the end of the fight, which would come only when one woman has left the room. Each woman would sign a release clearing the company and its owner, as well as her opponent, from all responsibility for any injuries suffered during the fight. Also, both of them would sign a contract, giving the company, Amateur Fight, the exclusive rights to sell the recorded fight in any way shape or form the company saw fit. The original idea had been for both women to get a percentage of the sales, but since each one was absolutely dead sure she would win, they had both insisted that the contract states that only the winner would get a share of the profits. The loser would receive nothing but plenty of pain and a life time supply of shame. With which The Amateur had absolutely no problem whatsoever. In his view this would only add to each woman's desire to win and make the fight even more intense.

The days leading up to the fight were completely devoid of the hysteria which one would normally expect to surround an event of this magnitude and the reason for this was that except for Carmen, Jenna and The Amateur only a few lawyers bound by professional secrecy knew about the whole thing. Even the crew that had t set up the room for the fight did not know exactly who was going to be fighting. This was largely at the insistence of Jenna who quite correctly figured that if her insurance company had not allowed her to take part in the last Lingerie Super Bowl, it was not very likely to look kindly upon her having a no-holds-barred fight with another woman. And she did not want anyone trying to stop her from fighting Carmen. She really wanted to beat the bitch; teach her a lesson she would never forget, no matter how dumb she might be.

The room was one of many inside a plush Hollywood house. It contained no furniture, which made for some twenty by twenty feet of unobstructed space covered with nothing but hard, polished wood. Numerous cameras were mounted on the walls (some on electrically-powered swivels), covering the brightly-lit floor from every angle while remaining well out of the way. And in the middle of that floor stood Carmen Electra and Jenna Jameson, ready and willing to tear each other to pieces.

Clad only in a white thong bikini, her dark hair worn loosely, Carmen had the calm appearance of one about to take a stroll down the beach. Nothing about her suggested that she even knew she had a fight on her hands, let alone that she was actually worried about it. Jenna did not look particularly concerned or agitated either. The porn star had entered the room wearing a black lace thong and a matching bra. She too had not bothered tying up her hair in any way and had let the long blonde locks flow freely down her back.

Having had the opportunity to take a good look at the opposition, each woman was feeling more confident than ever that she would win. In reality, their chances of winning looked about even. While each woman (by her own admission) had for some reason an inch added to her height by most data sites on the Web, the two inch advantage of Jenna was still a fact. As were the five pounds which the blonde had over Carmen. Both women were in great shape through various workouts, and neither one was a stranger to fighting. Both had been in their fair share of skirmishes while in high school, and each had had a good few battles since. In her early showbiz days, Carmen had often fought with fellow dancers, and later, there was practically no female cast member on “Baywatch” that she had not come to blows with at least once. As for Jenna, the Nevada native had not become The Queen of Porn just because of her looks and sexual might. It was a tough, bitch-eat-bitch industry, and she had often had to literally fight fist tooth and nail to get to the top and stay there. Quite few women had found out first hand about the shortness of Jenna's temper and the sharpness of her claws. Having to publicly fight another woman (even though in this case it was on camera rather than in front of an audience) was nothing new for the feisty blonde. There is a good reason why Tera Patrick is widely considered second-best to Jenna in the porn circles. The same reason for which the two had never been in a movie together.

“I must admit I'm a little surprised.” Jenna said after a few minutes, during which each woman waited for the other to make the first move and possibly a mistake, “I didn't think you'd have the guts to show up, knowing what I'm gonna do to you. You're obviously even dumber than I thought!”

“Shut your filthy mouth, bitch!” Carmen snapped, her blue eyes blazing angrily. “And just where do you get off calling me dumb, you brainless, smut-peddlin' cunt! I'm not the one goin' around fuckin' people's husbands and then forgettin' my underwear in their houses!”

“Forgetting?” Jenna's plucked eyebrows arched up in surprise, then her gray eyes sparkled with amusement. “Oh, honey, I'm sorry. I mean, I knew you're stupid, but I had no idea just how slow things really move in there.” Here Jenna pointed straight at Carmen's head. “I didn't “forget” that bra, my precious little empty-headed Pam Anderson wannabe. You see, as much of a misguided schmuck as Dave is, he amused me. He still does… maybe just a little less so. So I wanted to get him to leave you so I could have him all to myself. He wouldn't. Too much of a chicken for that. Then I decided to get you to drop him. Initially I wanted you to catch us in bed together, but he wouldn't let me. Somehow he always managed to ship me out before you got home. I guess you really had the poor moron whipped; he seemed absolutely terrified of you. Or maybe it was that he didn't wanna divorce you simply ‘cause he wanted to have the best of both worlds… Although,” Jenna looked Carmen up and down with a scornful expression on her beautiful face, “One of these worlds doesn't amount to much; I don't understand why anyone would want anythin' from it…”

“Anyway, it was then that I decided to stuff that bra into the couch. Dave told me how you bit his head off about it and he didn't even know it was there and who it belonged to. Of course he didn't know! Otherwise he would've gotten rid of it in a second. He knows now, though, and he's grateful that I did it. If I hadn't, he might still be stuck with you, instead of being taken care of by a real woman who's can give him what you never could! The point is I left that bra there on purpose for you to find, and you reacted exactly like the jealous, insecure bitch with uncontrollable infantile temper I always knew you were. You see, Carmen, it's very simple: I wanted your husband. And, as you now know, I ALWAYS get what I want! I'm Jenna Jameson!”

Carmen said nothing. There really was nothing to say after this.

Angrily flashing blue eyes locked with equally blazing gray ones. A wild snarl was accompanied by a stinging slap, which was instantly followed by a sharp yelp and an almost simultaneous lunge forward from both sides. Two firm, sexy bodies collided with a loud slapping sound and fell to the floor in a heap of tangled limbs. Groans, shrieks and curses rent the air as the women rolled back and forth, puling hair, slapping, punching and clawing, each doing her best – or worst – to come out on top. Evenly matched in both strength and ferocity, the two angry beauties ripped and tore at each other's bodies and skimpy clothing for quite some time, without either of them managing to gain the upper hand, until a sudden raking of fingernails across eyes led to a loud screech and an abrupt separation. Rolling away from each other, the women scrambled to their feet and stood facing each other, panting and shaking as they both looked down at the black bra that had been pulled off during the struggle and was now lying on the floor between them.

“What's the matter, slut?” Carmen asked with a nasty smile. “Top slid off your saggy titties there?”

“Shut the fuck up, you bitch!” the topless blonde snarled as she rushed forward, hands outstretched. “I'll teach you to tear!”

The move was so predictable that Carmen knew what Jenna's intentions were even before Jenna herself did. As the blonde reached for her opponent's top to try and get some payback by ripping it off in turn, Carmen almost effortlessly swept the porn star's stretched arms aside with one hand and slapped her in the face with the other. The force of the slap threw Jenna's head to one side and forced her to take a step back. Holding her burning cheek, the blonde glared at her smirking foe for a moment before attacking. Well, trying to attack, at least.

Just as Jenna began moving, Carmen transferred her weight onto her left leg and swiftly kicked the blonde in the stomach with her right foot. Jenna groaned and backed off, bending forward a little and holding her belly with both hands. Carmen quickly stepped in and fired a punch straight into her opponent's left breast, her fist smacking into the abundance of naked, pliant flesh and flattening it against the ribcage. As Jenna squealed in pain and clutched at her breast, Carmen came in close, punching the blonde in the belly and then trapping her in a tight headlock.

“Fuckin' slut!” the brunette hissed, as she began to walk her trapped foe in circles around the room, keeping her bent forward with her left arm tightly Jenna's head and neck, while gripping her own left wrist with her right hand to put as much pressure on the blonde as she could.

Groaning, Jenna struggled to free herself, but seemed unable to pull her head out of the brunette's grip.

“Let go of me, you bitch!” the blonde shouted, reaching up with her right hand and snatching a handful of Carmen's dark locks, pulling furiously.

Carmen cried out, but refused to relinquish her hold, and even tightened it further. Then, with an angry snarl, the brunette suddenly twisted to one side, at the same time tripping her opponent – a move that brought the two women crashing to the floor with Carmen partially on top and still keeping the headlock on.

“You give, you stupid cunt? Huh? You give?” Carmen yelled while Jenna squirmed and kicked in vain attempts to break free.

The answer was instantaneous, but it was hardly the answer Carmen had been expecting: Reaching around her opponent's body, Carmen grabbed the back of the Ohio woman's bikini thong and started pulling upwards with all her strength.

“AAAAAAAIIIIIIEEEEEE!!” was Carmen's succinct but meaningful comment on having a large portion of the lower half of her attire suddenly disappearing between her well-rounded buttocks, the tightly stretched fabric cutting deep into the tender flesh of her crotch. Writhing madly, the brunette released the headlock and tried to pull away from her foe, but was not allowed to. The moment she was free, Jenna rose up on her knees, continuing to tug at Carmen's thong, now using both hands. Now flat on her belly, Carmen squealed and squirmed, hands scrabbling at the floor as she frantically sought an escape.

“You like that? Want some more, you fuckin' slut?” Jenna shouted. The sexy Nevada native obviously enjoyed giving her Ohio rival a wedgie; there was a happy gleam in her eye as she now pulled with all her might, lifting Carmen's hips off the floor by the back of the brunette's bikini bottom. Unfortunately for the blonde, good things seldom last long and this particular bit of fun proved no exception as, taxed way beyond its limits, the fabric of Carmen's thong simply tore apart in Jenna's hands allowing the former Baywatch beauty a much-needed respite. The respite proved to be short lived though. Still on her knees, Jenna tossed aside the destroyed piece of clothing and pounced on her foe with a snarl. As Carmen struggled to get away, Jenna finally achieved what she had unsuccessfully tried to do a while earlier: rip Carmen's top off. Rolling her rival onto her back, the porn star slammed a punch in the brunette's belly and then tried to choke her with her own bikini top. Carmen reacted instantly by reaching up and grabbing hold of Jenna's bare breasts, squeezing and twisting as hard as she could, her slim fingers sinking deep into the supple flesh. Jenna screeched in pain and immediately grasped Carmen's wrists in an attempt to pull the clawing hands away from her breasts. She failed. The blonde's bountiful boobs provided Carmen with an excellent handhold and the brunette continued to maul the sensitive orbs savagely, snarling as she pulled and twisted in every direction, stretching the flesh in ways it was never meant to be stretched.

“AAAAAAIIIIEEEEEEE! LET GO, YOU BITCH, LET GO!!” Jenna howled, still on her knees and struggling wildly.

Squirming frantically above her foe, her ordinarily pretty face contorted into a mask of agony, the blonde hammered furiously at Carmen's head with both fists, and when that didn't work, she drove all ten fingernails in the brunette's face. Carmen screamed and instantly released her grip on her opponent's breasts, covering her face with her hands. Once her breasts were free, Jenna quickly tried to straddle Carmen and pin her down. The brunette had other ideas though, and managed to get a knee against Jenna's chest pushing the blonde away.

A moment later both women were on their feet and facing off again, Jenna – clad only in her black thong; Carmen – stark naked.

If Carmen was in any way perturbed by the total loss of clothing, she showed no sign of it as she sprang towards her rival with a snarl. Ignoring the kick to the upper thigh she received from Jenna's right foot, she closed in with the blonde and once again clamped a headlock on her. The two staggered around the room for a few seconds with Jenna driving short punches into Carmen's kidney area in an attempt to force her rival to release the hold while the brunette did her best to throw the blonde off balance and bring her down to the ground. A dull thud signaled Carmen's success and a series of groans and grunts followed as Jenna writhed and kicked on the floor, huffing and puffing in her attempts to escape her foe's clutches.

“Give it up, bitch; I'm way too strong for you!” Carmen panted out after nearly ten seconds of futile struggling from Jenna.

A second later Carmen started screaming. Lying almost on top of her opponent and with her arm wrapped tightly around Jenna's neck, the Ohio woman's left breast was pressing against Jenna's face and was practically pushing its way into the Nevada babe's mouth. All the blonde had to do was to clamp her white, even teeth onto the supple flesh – something Jenna apparently was perfectly capable of doing, as was evident by Carmen's piercing shrieks of agony.

Writhing wildly atop her foe, Carmen released the headlock, grabbed and pulled Jenna's hair with one hand and clawed the blonde's face with the other. Jenna screamed and got hold of Carmen's wrist with both hands, pushing the clawing hand away from her face. Snarling, Carmen quickly heaved herself up on her knees and used her free hand to punch Jenna in the head, twice. She then managed to yank her wrist free from Jenna's grasp and, planting one knee right in the middle of the blonde's chest, she leaned on it, pinning The Queen of Porn to the floor.

“NO!” Jenna yelled, reaching up with both hands and grabbing Carmen's right breast, squeezing it.

Carmen howled in pain and stated hammering away at Jenna's head with both fists. The blonde groaned under the barrage of blows, but did not let go. Maintaining her double-handed grip on her opponent's breast, the sexy Las Vegas native kept on pulling and twisting the brunette's trapped orb viciously with both hands, digging her claws in it mercilessly, the soft flesh oozing between her slim fingers. Carmen screeched even louder and suddenly spread her knees and straddled Jenna, grabbing her by the throat with both hands and choking her.

Jenna's face began to darken and her moth hung open as she struggled to get oxygen into her lugs through her tightly constricted windpipe. Twisting and kicking, she let go of her foe's breast and grasped Carmen's wrists trying to detach the brunette's hands from her aching throat. Carmen did not relinquish her hold, and even started banging the back of Jenna's head against the floor, screaming with rage.

Knowing that she had to do something quick before the other woman had strangled her. Jenna stretched up a hand and raked her claws across Carmen's eyes. The sexy Midwesterner screamed again, but this time it was with pain as she jerked backwards with her hands over her face. With the brunette off balance, Jenna suddenly bucked violently, throwing Carmen off of her.

Both women got up on their knees at the same time and, without bothering to get up all the way, flew at each other snarling angrily. Carmen (whose vision did not appear to be too badly impaired despite the fact that her eyes were still watering from Jenna's raking them with her claws) got in the first blow – a solid right, just under Jenna's left eye. The blonde swayed a little and responded with a punch of her own, which landed almost in the middle of Carmen's left cheek with a meaty thud. Carmen's head snapped back, but she quickly recovered and shot out both hands, her claws aiming for Jenna's face. The blonde managed to get hold of her opponent's wrists and push her hands away, but then made a mistake. Instead of hitting Carmen or backing away and getting to her feet, she tried to clamp a bear hug on the brunette and pin her arms to her sides in the process, obviously deciding that she had enough physical strength to hold on to and gradually overwhelm her Ohio rival.

It was very much like trying to hold on to and overwhelm a demented lioness. Screaming and squirming, Carmen head-butted Jenna in the face, causing the blonde to groan and break her hold, and then punched her in the stomach before starting to claw away at her breasts with both hands. Jenna cried out in pain and tried to get hold of her assailant's wrists, but took a heavy blow from Carmen's right fist which struck her flat belly with a loud smack and buried itself in deep, doubling her up. She tried to back away from Carmen, but the brunette suddenly threw herself forward with a snarl and, wrapping her arms around Jenna, sank her teeth into the side of the blonde's neck, at the same time toppling her over and getting on top of her. A screaming and kicking Jenna quickly grabbed Carmen's hair and pulled her head back, trying to punch her in the face. The brunette growled and began to claw at the blonde's body again, her sharp fingernails raking the soft, smooth skin mercilessly. Jenna screamed in both pain and anger and violently heaved upwards and sideways, rolling Carmen off of her.

Scrambling to their feet, the women glared at one another, the mutual hatred quite evident in their eyes as they stood there gasping for air – both of them tired and hurt but clearly determined to keep on fighting. Taking only a moment to catch their breath, the two angry beauties began circling each other slowly, chests heaving, firm, sexy bodies glistening with sweat and shaking with tension.

Jenna was the one who renewed active hostilities by aiming a kick at her opponent's stomach. Carmen blocked it and took a few steps back. Jenna followed the brunette trying to punch her in the face, got kicked in the belly instead, and had to draw back. Carmen quickly went forward and delivered two punches to the blonde's head. Jenna groaned, but managed to respond with a blow of her own which caught Carmen just above the left eye and sent her reeling.

“Bitch!” Jenna growled and lunged at Carmen trying to wrap her arms around her and take her down.

The brunette recovered her balance and suddenly shifted her weight forward trapping the onrushing blonde in a front headlock. She then dropped to her knees, forcing the other woman to do the same and leaned on the blonde with her left arm wrapped tightly around the latter's neck and her right fist pounding the porn star's exposed kidneys and back.

On her knees and bent down almost to the floor with most of her rival's weight on top of her Jenna began to struggle to pull herself free. Groaning and grunting with effort, she heaved and squirmed, trying to punch Carmen's sides with both hands.

“You're not goin' anywhere, bitch!” Carmen growled, holding onto her foe tightly, not at all affected by Jenna's continuing efforts.

Finally seeing that she was unable to free herself by simply twisting and pulling, Jenna now reached up and back with her right hand and, placing her open palm on Carmen's face, started pushing while at the same time trying to fid the brunette's eyes with her claws. Carmen simply bared her teeth and bit. Jenna withdrew her hand with a startled squeal and began squirming around even more violently. Somehow she managed to break free and tried to grab Carmen's breasts. Still on her knees, Carmen countered with a quick uppercut to Jenna's chin which jarred the blonde's head and made her groan. Carmen then pressed forward, shoving Jenna down on her back and lying on top of her, pinning her to the floor in a full body press.

“Get off, you…” Jenna yelled and, managing to pull her wrists free from the other woman's grasp, she grabbed Carmen's hair and stared tugging with all her strength.

Carmen growled, shifted her body a little to the side, and wrapped her left arm around Jenna's throat, choking the blonde.

“What now, slut?” Carmen growled through clenched teeth, while the sexy Vegas native gurgled and writhed furiously.

Once again Jenna clawed at Carmen's face, forcing the brunette to relinquish her hold and pull back.

“Bitch!” Jenna yelled, reaching up with both hands, trying to get hold of Carmen's hair.

“Bitch!” Carmen yelled almost at the exact same time, punching the blonde in the face.

Jenna groaned and tried to sit up. Carmen hit her in the face again, then pushed her back down to the floor and sat on her chest, pinning her. Groaning, Jenna arched her back, trying to throw her opponent off.

Carmen kept her mounted position and drove two more punches into the blonde's face. Jenna moaned and flopped down to the floor again.

“Had enough, tramp?” Carmen asked, breathing heavily.

“Fuck you!” The pinned woman shouted, squirming and kicking.

Carmen hit her foe in the face again. Jenna screamed and suddenly grabbed the former Baywatch babe's large, glistening boobs, squeezing them.

“Hands off, you fuckin' cunt!” Carmen snarled and clawed at her rival's face.

Jenna shrieked and grasped Carmen's wrists, trying to hold the brunette's fingernails away from her face. Carmen growled, wrenched her right arm free and hit Jenna in the face again. The blonde moaned and – now holding Carmen's left wrist with both hands – began twisting the arm.

“Let go, bitch!” Carmen ordered through clenched teeth and used her free hand to hit the porn star in the face yet again.

Jenna did not let go and continued to twist her opponent's arm, ultimately forcing a screaming Carmen to roll off to one side to avoid having her arm broken. The blonde then heaved herself up on her knees and tried to get on top of Carmen, but the latter quickly picked up her knees and managed to kick her away.

As the two rose up on their feet and squared off, Carmen kicked Jenna in the stomach and quickly moved forward, trapping the bent over blonde into yet another headlock. While Jenna was trying to free herself, Carmen hip-tossed her, bringing her crashing to the floor and then tried to get on top of her and pin her down. Squirming and heaving, Jenna succeeded in throwing Carmen off, but before she could get away, the brunette pounced on her again and pushed her down on her belly, trapping her in a hammerlock.

“Want me to break your arm, bitch?” Carmen asked menacingly, planting her right knee into the small of Jenna's back while continuing to twist the blonde's left arm behind her back, pushing the wrist up higher and higher between the shoulder blades.

Screeching in agony, Jenna writhed and squirmed violently before lashing blindly backwards and up with her free right hand. The backhanded blow caught Carmen on the side of the face and while it was not powerful enough to do any real damage, it startled the brunette who instinctively jerked back. This enabled Jenna to free her trapped arm and the blonde instantly rolled over onto her back from where she tried to kick her opponent in the head. Carmen avoided the kick with a sudden sideways shift of her body and then flung herself atop the blonde in an attempt to pin her. Jenna quickly snatched a handful of hair at the top of Carmen's head and used her free hand to punch the brunette in the face several times. Carmen groaned and raked her claws across Jenna's eyes, at the same time rolling off of the blonde.

The women got to their feet and instantly flew at each other screaming and swinging. They traded several ill-timed blows which had little effect on either of them, before Carmen finally connected with a solid right to the side of Jenna's jaw. As her foe staggered, Carmen moved in and drove her fist low and deep into the blonde's flat belly.

Jenna let out a guttural cry and dropped to her knees, clutching at her stomach.

Almost instantly, Carmen was on her knees behind her rival, threading her arms underneath Jenna's and lacing her fingers at the back of the blonde's neck. Before Jenna could react, Carmen pushed forward, toppling The Queen of Porn over and forcing her to lie face down on the floor, still keeping her trapped in the full nelson.

“Give it up, bitch; you got nothing'!” Carmen growled while Jenna was struggling in vain to escape the hold.

Jenna turned down the offer by making a titanic effort and eventually succeeding in bringing her arms down, thus forcing Carmen's hands apart and breaking the nelson. However, Carmen was still on top and now she heaved herself up, straddling the blonde and pinning her to the floor on her belly.

“Ready to give now, slut?” The Ohio native asked, sitting firmly on her prone rival's back.

“Go to hell, you fuckin' bitch!” Jenna yelled, squirming and kicking in futile attempts to throw the other woman off.

“Fine, if that's how you want it…” Carmen said coldly, before raising her right arm and plunging her fist into the side of Jenna's soft neck.

Jenna screamed and suddenly drew her knees underneath her body and heaved upwards, pushing with her legs.

Caught slightly off-guard by the blonde's sudden move, Carmen squealed and pitched forward, managing at the last moment to prop herself on her extended arms to avoid falling flat on her face.

Seizing her opportunity, Jenna jerked backwards, pulling her body out from underneath her nearly-toppled Midwestern rival and almost immediately wrapped her arms around Carmen's torso from behind, trying to bring the brunette all the way down. Carmen reacted quickly though, and lashed back with her right elbow, hitting the blonde on the side of the head and forcing her to let go. Another elbow to the head sent Jenna reeling backwards.

Scrambling to her feet, Carmen spun around and charged Jenna, who was sitting on her haunches and holding the side of her face. In an instant, the Vegas woman launched herself forward and upwards, ramming her foe, the top of her head slamming into Carmen's stomach and causing the Ohio beauty to jackknife with a groan. A moment later, Jenna wrapped her arms around Carmen's thighs and heaved, taking the brunette down to the floor.

As Jenna pounced on Carmen, the former Baywatch babe twisted to one side to avoid being pinned on her back, and that's all she had time for.

“Bitch!” Jenna snarled as she landed on top of Carmen, flattening her to the floor on her left side and at the same time wrapping her arms around the brunette's neck.

At the last moment Carmen managed to lift her right arm and place the forearm between her neck and one of Jenna's arms, thus preventing the blonde from applying a proper choke or sleeper hold. Jenna did not appear to care and now wound her arms even tighter around her foe's neck. The porn star then rolled over onto her back, dragging Carmen on top of her and at the same time wrapping her legs around the brunette's slim midsection and locking her ankles. Then she began to squeeze.

Trapped, her right arm pinned to the side of her on neck and rendered useless, Carmen groaned and squirmed desperately, her legs and free arm flailing wildly as Jenna squeezed her without mercy. Even with her forearm between her neck and her opponent's arms effectively protecting her from a real choke, she was still suffering, finding it increasingly difficult to breathe in the clutches of the Nevada native. As she struggled, her face gradually became redder and redder and her mouth began to open wider and wider – the combined results of Jenna's arms around her neck and the blonde's strong legs crushing her midsection.

“Let…g-gho!” Carmen said in a strangled voice, twisting and squirming on top of her captor with no effect whatsoever.

“Beg me!” Jenna replied, clinging to her trapped foe for all she was worth.

“F-f-fuck…you!” Carmen barely managed to squeeze the words out of her constricted throat as she thrashed around, bucking and kicking wildly, her taut, glistening naked body twisting and contorting back and forth on top of Jenna's equally sweaty and sexy frame to no avail.

“Yeah? Fuck THIS, bitch!” The blonde growled, tightening her grip even more, her arms and legs compressing the Ohio woman's neck and midsection further and further, making breathing nearly impossible.

Carmen let out a stifled moan and struggled feebly, her bare legs kicking ineffectually in the air. She tried clawing at Jenna's arms with her free hand, and when this got her nowhere she attempted pulling the blonde's hair. That did not work either. Jenna held on to her victim with grim determination, squeezing her writhing foe with all her might, smiling as she did so, enjoying her dominance over Carmen as well as the feel of the Midwestern beauty's hot, sweaty, naked body wriggling smoothly against hers. She could practically taste victory. “Got the bitch now!” she thought to herself as she put everything she had into her double grip on her weakening rival.

Suddenly, Carmen reached out with her free hand, got hold of one of her opponent's bare feet and squeezed the front part of it, bending the toes downwards as hard as she could.

Both startled and hurt, Jenna squealed and unlocked her ankles trying to pull her foot free.

“AAAARRGGHH! LET GO, BITCH!” The blonde yelled, punching Carmen in the head with one hand and trying to claw her face with the other. In doing so, she effectively released Carmen, who quickly rolled to one side, away from Jenna, and tried to get up.

Carmen had barely gotten to her feet when Jenna rose up on her knees and threw herself forward, full length, grabbing the brunette's ankles and yanking them towards her.

Her feet suddenly taken out from underneath her, Carmen produced a loud yelp, followed by an even louder thud, as she landed flat on her back with an impact which shook the entire room. Wasting little time, the reigning Queen of Porn leapt upon her fallen foe with a triumphant snarl, splashing down on top of Carmen and driving even more air out of the already winded brunette's lungs. Moving quickly, Jenna slid a little up her rival's body and dropped her naked, glistening breasts right on Carmen's face, at the same time wrapping her bare arms tightly around the Ohio beauty's head to keep it firmly in place.

Carmen was in real trouble now, and she knew it. Her was face buried deep into the other woman's massive breasts and was completely engulfed by the abundance of hot, supple flesh, which effectively sealed off her mouth and nose cutting off her air completely. And she needed that air. Especially now, in the heat of the battle, she needed it more than ever. With her breathing rate increased by several times due the intense physical exertion, only a few short seconds of oxygen deprivation were enough to practically set her lungs and her entire chest on fire and cause her head to start swimming. Realizing fully well that if she did not manage to escape the porn star's fleshy trap quickly she would not last very long, the former Baywatch babe struggled furiously beneath her foe, bucking and twisting and kicking in desperate attempts to free herself from the blonde's suffocating embrace. It was no good. Jenna was holding on tight; lying on top of Carmen with her knees drawn up and her legs spread to prevent the brunette from flipping her over, using her full weight to keep the sexy Midwesterner down on her back while continuing to smother the latter with her bare breasts, determined to get the win and humiliate her hated rival.

Carmen was beginning to panic now and started to hit randomly at her opponent's body, her fists smacking into the porn star's sides with no effect whatsoever. Grabbing two handfuls of long blonde locks she tugged and pulled fiercely for several moments, achieving nothing. She then reached blindly and tried to claw Jenna's face, but the Vegas native just closed her eyes tightly and kept shaking her head violently from side to side, thwarting the brunette's attempts to cause any significant damage.

“No, you don't!” The Queen of Porn panted out tensely, her body wriggling slightly from side to side as she mashed her ample tits against her trapped victim's beautiful visage. “I got you now, you fuckin' bitch! And this time I'll fuckin' finish you!!”

Lying flat on her back beneath her rival with her face plunged miles (it seemed) deep in Jenna's sizable, sweat-coated cleavage, and with no air coming into her lungs, Carmen did not need to be told about the blonde's intentions; she knew perfectly well exactly what the Vegas woman wanted to do, and she was determined not let the bitch do it. She arched her back, desperately trying to throw Jenna off, or at least roll her over, but the prolonged fighting had taken its toll on her, and even though the blonde weighed only 115 pounds, at this stage that weight was proving too much for Carmen, who was by now really suffering from the continuous lack of air. Unable to throw her tormentor off, the Ohio native writhed furiously on the floor, twisting and bucking, tiny fists beating ineffectually at the porn star's taut, sweat-drenched back, shapely, glistening legs kicking wildly in all directions, small feet thumping the floor or pushing at it as she kept on trying to bridge up and somehow free herself.

Jenna ignored everything Carmen did. The blonde just lay on top of the struggling woman, flattening her to the floor, and depriving her of life-giving oxygen – oxygen of which she, Jenna, was getting her full share: Her naked, glistening torso was expanding and contracting rapidly with her heavy, audible breathing.

Sensing unconsciousness approaching, Carmen now made one final attempt at breaking free. Her hands, now reached down, moving swiftly and guided by instinct more than anything else. Sliding along Jenna's firm, sweaty buttocks, they quickly found their target. Slender fingers with long, manicured fingernails easily slid past the flimsy protection of blonde's thong, pushing the narrow black strip aside and then plunging deep into the porn star's exposed sex, the sharp claws raking the delicate pink flesh mercilessly.

Jenna, who until that moment had been certain of the unassailability of her position and the imminence of her triumph, now suddenly jumped as if galvanized, a look of sheer agony appearing in her gray eyes, preceding the anguished howl which burst from her mouth. The sudden jerk of the blonde's body led to her embrace loosening up somewhat. She tried to reapply it, but by that time Carmen had managed to twist her head sideways and suck in a much-needed breath of air and before Jenna could secure the smother again, the brunette suddenly sank her white, even teeth into her rival's left breast. All the while, the former Baywatch babe continued clawing at the inner walls of Jenna's sex, digging her nails in with brutal force. Writhing wildly and screeching like a banshee, Jenna tried to fight the pain and stay on top, but the double assault on her tit and sex proved too much for her and she finally rolled off Carmen, trying to get away from the latter. Carmen, still lying on her back, managed to hook the waistband of her foe's thong – the last bit of clothing that either woman had left on – and started tugging in an attempt to keep the blonde close to her. Earlier in the fight, the same treatment by Jenna had caused Carmen's own bikini bottom to tear apart, and now the Nevada woman's last remaining garment performed no better than that of her Ohio rival's had under similar conditions. One short, sharp sound of rending fabric later, the two women were lying on the floor a few feet apart, both completely naked and both desperately trying to recover. Carmen was stretched out on her back and sucking air, while Jenna was curled up on her right side with her hands between her legs gently massaging her abused womanhood, while she was silently thanking her lucky stars for her prudent decision to remove all of her body piercing prior to the fight, otherwise who knew what the damage might have been.

It took a while, but eventually they both made it to their feet and the battle resumed almost immediately as they came at each other swinging hard.

Carmen's very first punch landed on Jenna's chin, staggering the blonde. Following up, the Ohio native connected with another solid right to the jaw and a left just under Jenna's right eye. Jenna groaned and reeled with each of the hard blows, struggling just to keep her balance. Snarling, Carmen went after her wobbling foe, fists flying. Incensed by the embarrassment and physical discomfort she had been subjected to moments ago, the former Baywatch beauty was determined to get some payback. And in her mind there was no doubt about just who the main culprit – or culprits – for the aforementioned embarrassment and discomfort were. The air was suddenly rent by a series of audible smacks as Carmen's fists slammed repeatedly into Jenna's bare breasts, knocking the two substantial mounds of titflesh and silicon around, causing them to sway and jiggle incessantly and drawing loud moans of pain from the porn star.

Her attractive face distorted in agony, Jenna backpedaled, unable to withstand the furious assault of the brunette. As she retreated in total disarray, she kept trying to shield her breasts from her foe's hammering fists, but it was in vain; nearly all of Carmen's punches landed bang on target causing The Queen of Porn great pain. Realizing that she would not last very long if she just kept backing off and defending, the blonde now tried to fight back with some punches of her own, and it was precisely at that point that the Carmen decided to switch from punching to kicking, with Jenna's breasts still being her main targets. It did not take long at all to become evident that the adult actress had no answer for her opponent's sudden change of tactics, and soon the blonde found herself at the receiving end of a real pounding.

Carmen's kicks to Jenna's breasts were devastating. A former dancer, the brunette had no problem in reaching her high targets, her small bare feet slamming into the blonde's large bare breasts with unerring accuracy and brutal force, virtually pulverizing the sexy Vegas native's titflesh and threatening to burst the implants encased within. Groaning ever louder, Jenna was backing away from her rival, trying to protect her breasts with her hands, but it was no good. Carmen just kept on coming. Having acquired perfect control over her legs through various dance routines over the years, the brunette was now able to place almost all of her kicks right where she wanted, smashing her retreating foe's breasts again and again and drawing pained cries out of the blonde.

Faced with the prospect of having her breasts totally dismantled, Jenna was desperately trying to defend herself and at the same time fight back against her opponent's furious onslaught and was failing miserably on both fronts. Try as she might, she just could not ward off any of Carmen's powerful kicks, and every time she attempted a punch or a kick of her own it either missed altogether, or landed in an area where it caused no damage. It was apparent that the blonde was too hurt and disconcerted by the punishment she was receiving, and every time she attacked, she was just lashing out blindly rather than aiming her blows.

It was becoming painfully obvious that the tide of the battle had turned completely, and from having had total advantage and having been on the brink of victory just moments ago, Jenna was now finding herself on the back foot, being virtually pounded into the ground by her opponent and heading for a most painful and humiliating defeat. It was also painfully obvious that the blonde did not want to be defeated as she now suddenly charged forward, screaming with fury, her lips drawn off her teeth in a vicious grimace and her hands reaching for her rival's throat.

Carmen swiftly sidestepped her onrushing foe, then grabbed hold of Jenna's right arm with both hands and swung the blonde around, sending her hurtling towards the nearest wall. Carried as much by her own momentum as by Carmen's “helping hand”, Jenna met the wall head-on, letting out a scream of pain as her breasts slammed into the hard surface and were pan-caked in an instant, becoming completely flat against her chest with large portions of them oozing out from between the wall and the sides her body. The stunned blonde had barely had time to replenish the air that had been driven out of her lungs by the hard impact, when Carmen closed in from behind, jerking her right knee sharply upwards, right between Jenna's spread legs. The near-deafening thud of flesh striking flesh as Carmen's knee made contact with the Nevada beauty's shaven labia could be heard out in the street. Jenna's howl of agony could be heard in sub-Saharan Congo .

At this point Jenna was almost paralyzed with pain. Her knees began to buckle and she would have slid down the wall and fallen to the floor had Carmen not held her up by grabbing hold of her hair with one hand. Tangling her fingers into her rival's blonde, sweat-soaked locks, the brunette spun Jenna around and shoved her back-first against the wall, where she kept her upright by pulling her hair upwards. Snarling angrily, the former Baywatch babe now began slapping the porn star back and forth across the face with her free hand. Jenna groaned and tried to fight back by pulling Carmen's hair with both hands, but the brunette just cursed at her rival before punching her in the belly, really hard. Jenna let out a low moan and let go of Carmen's hair as her knees once again began to sag.

“Fuckin' slut!” Carmen hissed and suddenly grabbed Jenna's breasts, twisting and pulling.

Jenna screeched and began tugging at Carmen's wrists in an attempt to push the brunette's hands away. She failed. Carmen merely snarled and squeezed even harder, digging her slim fingers deep into her rival's massive mammaries, wringing and yanking the pliant flesh with all her might.

“AAAAAIIIIEEEEEE!! YOU CODDAM' BITCH! LET GO! LET GO!!” Jenna shrieked, squirming frantically against the wall, while at the same time swinging with both arms and delivering a series of stinging slaps to Carmen's unprotected face.

Carmen did indeed let go, but that was only so she could wind up and slam a vicious uppercut into her rival's left breast, sending the heavy orb flying upwards and causing the adult actress to cry out in pain. A second lusty blow – this time to Jenna's other breast – had the brutalized blonde scream even louder and hold up her hands in front of her breasts defensively. The defense proved highly inadequate as Carmen first plunged her right fist deep into the blonde's softened belly and then reapplied her death-grip on the Vegas woman's naked breasts.

“I'll teach you to shove those fat udders in my face, you fuckin' porno cow!” Carmen growled as she dug her claws in, seriously attempting to skewer her rival's breasts with her fingers and apparently making good progress, if Jenna's agonized screeches were anything to go by. Disregarding Jenna's ineffectual slapping and squirming, the Ohio native gripped the porn star's titflesh as hard as she could and twisted. At the same time she pulled the massive breasts in opposite directions and then slammed them together mashing them hard into each other and grinding her knuckles into the soft flesh. Jenna shrieked louder than ever, but Carmen still was not satisfied and now shifted her grip to the blonde's nipples. Trapping the two pink, stiff nubs between her thumbs and the insides of the second joints of her bent forefingers, she squeezed and pulled, completely flattening the nipples and stretching them – and Jenna's entire breasts – well beyond any limits Nature may have had in mind when designing the female bosom. At the same time she twisted the nipples in opposite directions, using all of her strength and a good dose of malice. She may not necessarily have been trying to rip her rival's nipples off, but an impartial observer would have gotten the impression that she was striving to accomplish just that. Jenna herself got the exact same impression and was quick to let the world at large know just how she felt about it all by emitting her loudest and most prolonged screech to date and combining it with some furiuos writhing and twisting.

“You like that, bitch?” Carmen yelled furiously. “Want me to twist your fuckin' nipples off? Huh? Do ya, you Goddam' ––”

SMACK! There came a loud slapping sound as Jenna's open hand came up from low down and landed squarely on Carmen's cunt. Almost at the same moment, the hand curled into a claw as slim fingers grasped and twisted tender, sensitive flesh and sharp nails sank deep into soft skin.

Carmen's face suddenly turned ashen. Her entire body arched convulsively backwards as she came up on her toes and then went completely rigid, her head thrown back, all the tendons and veins in her neck standing out and her mouth hanging open in a silent scream.

“Speaking of twisting things off…” The blonde growled menacingly, clamping on the brutal crotch claw even tighter and using her free hand to maul Carmen's right breast.

Even if Jenna had meant to finish her sentence, she could not. Spurred by the blinding pain, Carmen suddenly forced her body to jackknife forward and head-butted Jenna, her forehead smashing right in the middle of the blonde's with a sharp “CRACK!”. The move worked in that it forced Jenna to relinquish her grips, but that came at a price. A head-butt is fully effective only if it lands somewhere on an opponent's face – nose and chin being the best options, with the cheekbones rating as moderately satisfactory. Forehead against forehead is a test which should generally be avoided as it is likely to cause as much damage to both people involved. Unless of course your skull is really a lot thicker than that of your opponent.

Apparently, Carmen's was not. Neither was Jenna's. The violent collision of heads stunned both women badly; each one staggered a few steps and sprawled onto the floor, where she just lay moaning.

Almost a full minute elapsed before the two warring beauties made it to their feet and squared off once more, panting, sweating and shaking as they struggled to stay upright. Both of them were hurt, utterly exhausted, and beginning to get desperate. In a brutal, grueling battle, they had both given it their all and it still hadn't been enough to determine a winner and put an end to it. Not only were they evenly matched physically, but their resolve had also proven equally firm, and although each woman had had her moments and had been close to victory at various points of the fight, both of them were still standing, and willing to keep fighting. In fact, they were not only willing to keep fighting; right at this moment there was nothing that either of them wanted more than to finish this. Simply put: each one of them just wanted to defeat the other. Each wanted to prove that she is the superior woman, and each saw no better way of achieving this than to make her rival admit it. But above all, each one wanted to just hurt the other; inflict as much pain on the bitch as possible.

But, as they moved towards each other to begin fighting anew, each woman realized that causing any significant pain or damage to her opponent was not going to be a simple task at this late stage of the battle. Both women's bodies were so sapped of strength that they had difficulties keeping their balance and moving at the same time. Their knees kept buckling and it was with an enormous effort of will that they managed to stay on their feet as they lurched rather than walked towards each other, both of them well aware that this was going to be their final clash, the one that would determine the winner of the fight.

A weak kick glanced harmlessly off a shapely thigh, an ill-timed retaliatory blow missed by a mile, and then the two naked women collided head-on, each letting out a low grunt as their sweat-soaked bodies came together with a loud smack. Not having enough physical strength and mental resources left to try anything fancy, they merely wrapped their arms around one another and began staggering around the room, each trying to bring her foe down. Gasps, groans and curses reverberated around the room as the two strained against each other with everything they had, i.e. very little. However, all of their efforts led only to further exhaustion and massive frustration for both women as they neither was able to overpower the other. Realizing that this was getting them nowhere they decided to change tactics. As if by some sort of silent agreement, the two now stood practically still, each one opting to use whatever strength she had left to squeeze her foe with her arms and press her chest against the latter's, causing their breasts to mash together hard. Having tried just about everything else without success, the two busty babes had now decided that they might as well attempt to settle this with their breasts.

No longer willing to waste any energy in trying to stay on their feet, they slowly sank to their knees and leaned into each other, each hugging her hated rival as tightly as she could and at the same time moving her torso from side to side. Chests heaved and massive, sweat-coated boobs mashed together, bulging and contorting as they slipped and slid smoothly over each other, struggling for dominance. Two erect, stiff nipples soon found an equally hard pair and engaged in a heated duel as the women now had stopped moving altogether and were just leaning forward, each pulling the other towards her and thrusting her breasts out against the opposing pair.

“You shouldn't have messed with me, bitch!” Jenna panted out, squeezing hard, her heavy breasts bulging out as they strained against Carmen's own impressive orbs. “It only made me wanna squash you like a bug! And I already told you: I always get what I want!”

“The only things that are getting' squashed around here are your pathetic, soft tits, bitch!” Carmen snarled as she squeezed back, the sweat-drenched tops of her breasts swelling out threateningly as more and more pressure was applied from both sides.

Just half a second later, Jenna suddenly tilted her head back and groaned. Carmen's words were proving prophetic. The brunette's sustained and brutal assault on her opponent's chest had taken its toll and now Jenna's battered, mauled breasts were being pushed backwards by the other pair. Groaning in both frustration and despair, Jenna tried to rally and regain the lost ground by pressing her body even harder into her rival's while focusing all of her mental strength into willing some more firmness into her breasts and nipples. It worked…not. Carmen's practically unhurt, pointier breasts drilled into the blonde's rapidly softening, rounder boobs, pushing them back. Sensing that she was winning, the Ohio native growled triumphantly and tightened her hug even more, digging her clasped hands into the small of her rival's back. The embattled, exhausted Nevada woman cried out in pain and arched backwards, her hands suddenly loosening from around the brunette's body.

“What's the matter, bitch?” Carmen asked, a nasty little smile curling her lips as she mashed her chest even harder into the blonde's.

Slowly, relentlessly, the Carmen's ample, thrusting breasts overwhelmed Jenna's even bigger but outmatched boobs, forcing them further and further back against the blonde's chest where they were being flattened and were beginning to mushroom out. By now the former Baywatch babe's larger, harder nipples had completely obliterated the porn star's much weaker nips and shoved them deep into the blonde's areolae.

“You're goin' down, bitch!” Carmen growled and suddenly pushed forward, toppling Jenna over and getting on top of her. “Yessss!” The sexy Ohio native hissed. “Gotcha now!”

Lying on her back, and with Carmen on top and adding weight behind her attack, Jenna now had her boobs completely flattened by the brunette's obviously superior tits. The blonde was trying to struggle but was too exhausted and could not throw the other woman off. Panting harshly, Carmen now grabbed Jenna's wrists and pinned them to the floor high above her head, thus stretching the trapped adult actress's chest and making her exposed breasts even more vulnerable. Jenna groaned and squirmed weakly beneath her captor, but was powerless to do anything. Carmen continued her assault, twisting her glistening body back and forth on top of her foe and grinding down the blonde's flattened breasts with her own.

Jenna was in agony. Having been repeatedly punched and kicked, and then savagely mauled by her vicious rival, her breasts were already battered and bruised, and now each time Carmen's massive mounds of titflesh and silicon mashed against them, it was causing her tremendous pain. And the Ohio beauty's large stiff nipples poking and scouring around, scraping along and across various welts and scratches left by sharp and hostile fingernails minutes ago was not helping the situation any. It felt to Jenna like two small stones were being ground into her breasts by a couple of truck tires rolling over them. She was desperately trying to fight the pain, to somehow block it out, but it was no use. Once she had allowed it to enter her mind, there was no way to force it out or ignore it. It was rapidly growing and spreading throughout, overwhelming her, consuming her and causing her to groan and whimper ever louder with tears welling up in her eyes.

Determined to end this, a totally dominant and angry Carmen Electra twisted and squirmed like an eel on top of her pinned foe, her firm, bountiful breasts mashing down Jenna's defeated boobs, her jutting, rock-hard nipples plowing and stabbing the powerless porn star's softened, battered titflesh mercilessly. Not having anything left to fight back with, Jenna could only lie helplessly beneath her rival, practically sobbing as her once mighty rack was being demolished by Carmen's stronger tits.

Carmen was not quite done though. Hell-bent on completely annihilating her foe's precious assets and proving her supremacy over the porno bitch, the brunette now raised her chest off of Jenna's by arching her back and propping herself on her braced arms, still holding the blonde's wrists pinned above her head.

SMACK! Carmen twisted sharply to the right, swinging her left breast and slamming it hard into Jenna's right breast.

“AAAAHHH!” the blonde groaned as her already flattened boob was squashed even further by the impact of the Ohio woman's powerful, heavy orb.

SMACK! The brunette swung her right breast directly into her rival's left one, squashing it down and stabbing it with her nipple, drawing another pained cry from the hapless Queen of Porn. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! The loud sounds of wet flesh striking wet flesh filled the room as Carmen went into a boob-bashing frenzy, swinging her mighty tits back and forth and slamming them alternately into Jenna's, left-right, left-right, left-right, over and over again snarling viciously with each “punch” she delivered.

“Unngh!” Obviously feeling that she was not getting her point across clearly enough, Carmen now raised her upper body higher and abruptly dropped her chest right down on Jenna's, flattening both of the blonde's breasts with her own and driving some air out of her lungs. “Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!” The brunette grunted, her torso bouncing up and down and her breasts slamming right on top of Jenna's.

Jenna gasped with each impact as more and more air was forced out of her. She tried to gather some strength and somehow escape, but it was in vain. Even her last reserves of energy were depleted, and all she could do now was lie limply beneath the other woman and take everything the latter dished out. And it was obvious that Carmen had a lot to dish out. Bashing Jenna's beaten tits with her own several more times for good measure, the brunette now slid forward and wrapped her bare arms around her foe's head, applying a breast-smother. Unable to breathe with Carmen's big, sweat-drenched tits plastered all over her face, Jenna bucked and thrashed around frantically, with no results whatsoever.

“You like that, bitch?” Carmen growled, twisting her glistening torso from side to side, mashing her bare breasts hard into her foe's beautiful visage, depriving the blonde of precious oxygen “Huh? You like it? You like havin' your face in my tits; my SUPERIOR tits?”

Jenna's only answer came in the form of small muffled sounds as the trapped porn star struggled for air beneath her captor, her hands slapping and pawing feebly at Carmen's sweaty sides and back. Unperturbed, the former Baywatch babe continued to grind her naked breasts into the blonde's face for several more seconds, and then she suddenly heaved up and straddled her foe.

“Fuckin' slut!” Carmen yelled as she pinned Jenna's arms with her knees and unleashed a flurry of punches and slaps to the helpless porn star's unprotected face, screaming with rage.

Trapped, fatigued, and on the receiving end of a real pounding, Jenna valiantly held out for quite some time, but in the end, the combination of pain, exhaustion and helplessness and fear was just too much for her to cope with, and she submitted in tears. Ignoring her rival's admission of defeat, Carmen now grabbed Jenna's hair with both hands and started slamming the back of her head against the floor, over and over again, forcing multiple submissions and tearful pleas for mercy from the defeated blonde.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity in Hell to Jenna, Carmen stopped her frenzied assault and just sat atop her foe, her sweat-drenched torso heaving up and down as she struggled to catch her breath.

“Want some more, bitch? Huh?” The Ohio babe asked (quite unnecessarily), slapping Jenna hard across the face with her right hand.

“No, please!” The beaten Nevada beauty moaned. “Please stop! I've had enough; I give up! Please don't hurt me any more! Please!”

“Who's the better woman, bitch?” Carmen growled, slapping her rival's face again, this time with her left hand.

“Alright! Alright! You are!” the defeated blonde wailed “You're the better woman… Anything you say, just don't hurt me any more, please!!” it was obvious that she had no more fight in her and accepted her faith. She seemed – and was – ready to say or do just about anything to avoid further punishment from her rival, of whom she now truly afraid.

Carmen grinned broadly, the verbal acknowledgement of her superiority being music to her ears. She could scarcely believe that it was all over. The fight which she had entered confident of an easy victory, had seemed to go on forever and had proven to be the hardest, most taxing and painful experience of her life – so much so, that towards its latter stages she had began to fear not so much that she might lose, but that the ordeal may never end. But it had ended, and it had ended with her on top – right where she believed she so richly deserved to be. She was absolutely thrilled with her victory. The feeling of wild triumph that surged through her was like a shot of pure adrenalin… and more.

She had to do it. It was not a conscious decision on her part. She just felt an overwhelming urge and she gave in to it. Her whole body trembling in anticipation, she slid further forward and lowered her naked crotch right over Jenna's face.

“Do it, bitch!” Carmen commanded her voice hoarse from excitement as she grabbed two handfuls of golden hair and pulled the other woman's face right into her rapidly unfurling, glistening pink snatch. “Prove to me you realize just how superior to you I am! Eat me, you porno slut! Eat the better woman! Do what you do best!!”

Thoroughly beaten, not having the strength to either escape or resist, and realizing that she was entirely on her conqueror's mercy, Jenna chose humiliation over pain and put what was a very practiced and skilled tongue to good use. The results were almost instant. Moaning in pleasure, Carmen began to gently rotate her hips, trying to make the most of the warm, wet, slippery bit of flesh that wiggled and twisted slickly around her most sensitive areas. It did not take very long before the tongue had gradually made its way deeper and deeper inside her, and soon Carmen found it impossible to control herself. Her excitement growing to fever pitch, the Ohio native tugged on Jenna's hair with desperate urgency, gasping and moaning as she pressed the blonde's face harder and harder against the delicate pink folds of her now gaping, flooded sex. No longer content with what the other woman was giving, she now started bucking wildly, her pelvis thrusting powerfully forward again and again as she literally fucked her defeated foe's face. With the soft, wet flesh of Carmen's crotch mashing hard against her countenance and completely covering her mouth and nose, Jenna was having difficulties breathing and was thrashing weakly beneath the brunette, moaning weakly as her hands slapped the latter's hips and thighs. Oblivious to her victim's struggles, Carmen merely increased the tempo, her sweat-soaked, naked body writhing and undulating in a frenzied fashion, causing her glistening breasts to bounce wildly in all directions as she humped furiously, ultimately riding the defeated Porn Diva's beautiful face to a mind-blowing and well-deserved orgasm.

Rolling off a barely-conscious Jenna, Carmen lay on the floor for several long moments, trying to regain control of both her breathing and her senses. She eventually made it to her feet and kicked her beaten rival as the latter was lying flat on her back, fighting her tears and losing.

“You always get what you want, huh?” Carmen said, placing her right foot right between Jenna's sweat-soaked breasts and looking down at the defeated blonde. “You know, I'm startin' to believe that! ‘Cause now you wanted to get a real beatin', and did you ever!” Carmen laughed harshly as the tears finally began to spill from Jenna's eyes. “Not so tough now, are you, bitch? Pity, I was plannin' on poundin' you some more, but you're so fuckin' pathetic it'll be an insult to me to waste any more time and effort on your sorry ass!”

“And as for Dave – I can make you never go near him again, we both know that! But I won't! You can have the moron! I was getting' tired of him anyway! If he's willin' to settle for second-best… so be it! Just make sure to remember to stay out of my way, ‘cause next time you try to mess with me, I'll fuckin' force-feed you your own fuckin' tits, got it?” Here Carmen gave the fallen porn star a hard kick to the ribs.

“OK! OK!” Jenna said pleadingly. “Whatever you want!”

“Now who gets what she wants, bitch?” The former Baywatch laughed again as she gave Jenna's supine body one final kick.

“Oh, almost forgot,” Carmen said just as she was starting to move away from Jenna. Walking over to a corner, the Ohio native picked up her purse, which she had left there prior to the fight. “I think this belongs to you!” she said as she opened the purse and pulled out a black bra. Crumpling it into a tight ball, she walked back to Jenna and knelt beside her. “Here, you can have it back!”

Before Jenna even knew what was happening, Carmen quickly reached down and shoved the tiny ball of black lace right up the blonde's sex with one swift movement.

“It stays right in there, bitch!” Carmen said sharply as Jenna reached to pull the bra out of her. “You like havin' your pussy stuffed with all sorts of things; you oughtta be enjoyin' this! You try to take it out, and I'm gonna shove it all the way up to your throat with kicks, I promise you!”

Jenna's arms fell limply to her sides and the conquered Queen of Porn lay still in abject surrender.

“Well, that takes care of that, I guess,” Carmen purred contentedly as she stood up. Ever the showgirl, she had not forgotten the presence of the cameras, and now turned towards the nearest one. Placing one foot on her fallen foe's chest, the former Baywatch babe raised her arms in victory, standing erect with her head held high as she thrust her triumphant tits out, straight at the camera and shook the massive, sweat-soaked orbs back and forth for a few seconds.

“Just in case anyone watchin' wants to know what a real woman looks like.” The Ohio bombshell said with a smile. She held her victory pose for a moment, then took her foot off her conquered foe and gathered her purse and her torn bikini from the floor before walking out of the room, not forgetting to pick up Jenna's bra for her trophy cabinet.

THE VERY END