Melbourne Filipina Wives Club Ch. 02

The blow job contest having finished (see chapter 1) we settled down to eat. The club premises being an ex pub had a kitchen and the chef must have stayed on. I had that staple of Aussie pub food; a Parmie. Yes a huge chicken parmigiana smothered in cheese with chips and tomato sauce. Masterchef it wasn't. Then I belched and settled back for the next contest.

This was to be a catfight between two Filipina wives, Dhianne and Vivalyna. The two eagerly moved to the centre raised stage of the renovated bar room to settle their differences. Dhianne, dressed in a red/black halter top and red thong pushed past the nude attention seeking Marlyn, who fresh from her earlier exhibitionism was to be the referee, and confronted the waiting Vivalyna in the makeshift ring. Marylyn vainly tried to hold her back as she kicked out at her opponent.

"Pokpok," (Bitch) she screamed at Vivalyna.

"You're all finished Bitch... You were my best friend but you fuck my husband at home, not here at the club in an event, and talk about me behind my back and say no-one want to fuck me," she yelled at Vivalyna.

"Puta," (Whore) Vivalyna replied. "FUCK YOU Dhianne, I was telling everyone the truth. Your husband doesn't want to fuck you because you are no good. Stiff shit if you're jealous because your husband sent you to the casino 4 times a week and fucked me in your bed while you're gone. He wants a real woman not you. YOU CAN GET READY TO GET YOUR ARSE WHIPPED HERE RIGHT NOW!!" she bellowed right back at Dhianne.

Vivalyna was 27, 5'4 and 110 pounds with a 34B 27 34 body. She had fire in her eyes as she struggled, held back by the referee. Marlyn managed to keep them apart as they unleashed kicks around her and tried to punch each other. Dhianne was five years older at 32, shorter at 5'2 and weighed about 100 pounds with a 32A 24 32 figure, and she was ready for the fight in her grey G string and garter belt attached to brown shimmer type stockings and white ankle socks and with a cream boob tube. She kicked off her shoes and tossed her head to get some of her medium length black hair out of her eyes while Vivalyna's long black hair flowed around her head as she still struggled to strike out at her rival.

Unable to hold them apart any longer Marlyn stepped back. Neither of the two Filipinas had ever had a fight at the club before, but they seemed to know instinctively what to do as their hands flew into each other's hair and they began tugging each other around the elevated stage. Vivalyna cried out a half minute later as Dhianne's knee crashed into her belly, then into her tits as she doubled over,

"I'll kill you, you shit, you badmouth me and tried and take my man from me," Dhianne screamed.

Although there were many fights held at the club only a few were for settling hatred/revenge, not for a money prize, and so the crowd was looking forward to enjoying this one. The challenger Dhianne seemed to be getting the worst at the moment as a revitalised Vivalyna dragged her down to the raised floor and straddled her, her claws still buried in her rival's hair.

But as you know Filipinas fight without any skill, technique or calmness. They fight in a frenzy attempting to hurt their opponent any way they can, prepared to accept punishment in order to inflict more pain to their opponent. Until, often suddenly one will give up, curls into a ball and accepts the beating the other hands out. Most times it is a short violent fight, other times long lasting with neither giving in. Of course we were all hoping for the latter.

Vivalyna suddenly let out a surprised yell, as Dhianne had unexpectedly jammed her hand down her halterneck top and ripped part of it down as she dragged her nails down her rival's larger 34B tits. Vivalyna quickly leant back to escape the pain and Dhianne's legs then wrapped around her head and tried to pull her rival backwards off her as Vivalyna clutched at her now scratched, exposed tits. Vivalyna forced the legs from around her head just as Dhianne's fingers dug into her melons, and with a scream of pain she tore herself off Dhianne. The two Filipinas rolled around yelling and cursing as they pulled hair, scratched, kicked and slap punched each other. There was no science or skill in their efforts; it was classic Filipina catfighting.

Eventually the younger Vivalyna, with a triumphant yell, somehow managed to trap Dhianne between her legs in a chest scissors. Dhianne twisted and squirmed as Vivalyna tightened her hold around her trapped opponent trying to squeeze the life from her rival. With Dhianne's head now within her reach she entwined her fingers in her hair and pulled, simultaneously managing to pull a small clump of hair from her scalp and dragging a scream from the older, smaller Filipina. Vivalyna added some, what I would generously call, karate type chops to each of Dhianne's small breasts, causing a wail of anguish with every blow. In agony. she reached out and tore the rest of Vivalyna's halter neck completely off, exposing her relatively firm breasts. Ignoring the pain from the scissors she started to maul Vivalyna's nipples, grinding the brown mounds of tit flesh in her fingers. The result; a horrendous scream from Vivalyna who ceased her hair pulling and tried to pull Dhianne's hands away from her tits resulting in her leg scissors dropping lower around Dhianne's waist allowing her to break free and struggle to her knees. Dhianne was gasping as she fought for each breath while Vivalyna was nursing her raked tits.

Dhianne recovered quicker and rushed Vivalyna knocking the larger, younger Filipina to the floor, and mounted her. Going with her previous success she reached out and started twisting Vivalyna's left tit when suddenly pain exploded in her sides. She had not learnt and Vivalyna again had her in a leg scissors: the muscles on Vivalyna's legs and her strained neck tendons showing the huge amount of pressure she was pouring into the leg hold. Dhianne felt like her sides were going to burst from the power in Vivalyna's thick, strong thighs and she knew she had to break free. But she was trapped and weakening enabling the younger Filipina to grab at her small left tit right through the boob tube, crushing the tit in her fingers, further adding to Dhianne's pain. Vivalyna was determined to beat her former best friend to a pulp, and continue fucking her husband. Even though she was on top Dhianne was getting beaten badly and she had a frantic, desperate look in her eyes as Vivalyna's nails began to pierce her boob tube and drive into her tit flesh. She jerked and twisted but Vivalyna held on. Small blood spots from the scratches started to show on the cream boob tube.

I was convinced it was time for the abrupt surrender. That moment when a Filipina turned over and went from hellcat fighter to submissive pussy cat.

But as Vivalyna extended her other arm to rip off the boob tube and work over the other tit with her nails, Dhianne took advantage of the unprotected upper body of Vivalyna. She lowered her head and bit into Vivalyna left tit. Vivalyna's scream rattled the window's panes as blood began to ooze down her side and around Dhianne's mouth. After a few seconds of savage biting and she cried out, "No more I give up!! He's yours AAAAAHHHhhhhh... Stoppppp...!!."

Vivalyna's hand released Dhianne's swollen and scratched breast and her arms dropped down to the floor. Dhianne unclenched her jaws and spat the blood from her mouth onto Vivalyna's face. She brought her knee up and held it above Vivalyna's still thong covered pussy and with a triumphant smile she dropped a knee into her cunt.

"I'll show you not to fuck with me again," she yelled down at the curled up, defeated younger woman and began to claw both of Vivalyna's bigger boobs leaving them covered with scratches. "Show those to my husband and tell him who did it slut, you washed up piece of shit," she hissed as she slapped both breasts so hard she left hand prints on them before she finally rising to her feet.

"Oh yeah take this too," she said as she drove the heel of her foot down into Vivalyna's defenceless belly forcing a another prolonged moan from her already beaten rival as the crowd enjoyed the outcome of the savage fight.

"Do you want the Filipina Fist Fuck?" Dhianne yelled to the crowd. Without waiting for the our answer she pulled Vivalyna's red thong from her as she lay on prone on her back and spread her defeated rival's legs wide apart. She knelt over Vivalyna's face facing her feet and worked her left fist into the Filipina. It's a funny thing. I see a Vietnamese woman hose a beaten rival with her hot yellow piss in the traditional Vietnamese victory humiliation and think nothing could be better. Then I see the Filipina Fist Fuck and change my mind, then the Vietnamese and change again and so on. Holding her right hand up to the crowd she brought it down to Vivalyna's arse and proceeded to stretch and tease her arsehole, expanding it to accept two, three, and then four fingers. Tucking her thumb into her palm she strained to widen the hole with her fingers and then rammed her fist home.

Leaning back she lowered her cunt onto Vivalyna's face. This action curled up Vivalyna as Dhianne had her both fists buried in her and brought her legs and arse off the ground. Then as she fisted the looser Dhianne rubbed her cunt into her broken opponent's face.

"Lunukin mo ang tamod ko," (Swallow my cum).

A Classic Filipina Fist Fuck, and I would have to say a 9 out of 10 for the fight.

By the time of the next event I had found Enri and we watched a first for the club. A strap-on dildo fight.

The two Filipinas moved toward each other, circling tentatively, keeping an eye on each other. Gemmalyn was married to Bob "Enforcer" Edwards, a truck driver who treated his women with the iron fist in the iron glove approach. There was no softness or velvet glove in his domination of his Filipina wives. Gemmalyn was his fourth and had been in the club for 14 years. At one time the 40 year old 5'3 110 pounds 34C 28 still attractive, but now aging Filipina had been the number one Filipina in the club. But now she was driven by both by the fear of what the Enforcer would do to her at home, and being replaced by a younger Filipina in the marital bed if she did not compete. Somehow in his mind Bob saw her not competing and winning as loss of face and belittlement for him.

Mesila Prospero 30, was married to a 60 year old Italian Gino Chantilo. With Gino in control of the finances she lacked makeup, clothes, jewellery and therefore looked plain. She had a large face, and was a very short 4ft 12 inches, 34D 30 36, 128 pounds. She had the beginning signs of stretch marks on her belly and was a typical thick thighed, dark skinned, provincial Filipina.

Although an aging, unemployed man in Australia could get a young Filipina bride she was not going to be attractive and Mesila was prof of this. Incredibly shy and religious when she arrived as a nineteen year old, she had dressed as modestly and participated as infrequently as she could in the club for her first 6 months. Then one night after she had been here about five months, when her name was drawn by lottery, and she could not avoid a contest she took 43 men in 3 hours to win, and since that time the changed Filipina would enter any contest that put her in the spotlight. Good news for Gino as he bet heavily on her.

The two contestants stared at each other in stony silence as the referee explained the rules. Winner was to be decided by best of three. The first two to be with hands tied behind their backs, and the final if needed, to be a free for all, no hands tied, arse fuck. As if by some secret signal that only they could understand, the two nude Filipinas started edging toward each other. Stopping about six inches apart, they glared at each other as the referee expounded on the rules. The dildos strapped to their waists, bobbed gently up and down, their lubricated glistening tips only inches apart. Both dongs were 8 inches long, designed with a narrow tip to aid entry but thickening to 2.5 inches at the base and attached to a halter that placed them above their cunts, thus leaving them exposed. To make the fight more interesting, the women were forced to place their wrists behind their backs, where they were bound to immobilise them. Now they would not be able to punch, gouge and scratch. They were capable only of kicking and kneeing and thrusting the dildo. It would not be arm or wrist movement that would win the day, but the ability of the girls to use their entire torsos to drive their strap-ons.

"Putang ina, ang pangit mo," (Fucking Hell, you're so ugly). I'm going to make you sorry you ever messed with me," Gemmalyn whispered as they stood. "I'm going to fuck you raw. You won't be able to take any man inside you after I'm done."

"Oh yeah," Mesila replied. ""Putang Puta," (Fucking Whore). You're dreaming bitch. I'm going to shove this dong into places you don't even know you have yet."

"Come on and just try it," Gemmalyn snarled.

Marlyn, still nude and again the referee, said fight and with a low growl, the two women slammed into each other, breast to breast. Beneath them, the dildos came together with a muted rubber thud and dug into their stomachs as they pressed against each other. The sexfight was ON!

Taking a small step back, Gemmalyn spread her legs wide in invitation.

"Come here and fight me, you fat bitch," she snarled.

Mesila spread her legs and bent her knees, moving up until their pussies were only inches apart, the dildos swaying above.

"You want some of me come and get it," Mesila replied.

Bending low, Gemmalyn leaned back and thrust up at her rival. Mesila twisted to the left and Gemmalyn's dildo slid over the top of her bare left thigh. Mesila stooped lower and thrust back, missing her bushy target and leaving a trail of gel on Gemmalyn's stomach.

Standing nearly against each other, the two Filipinas continued to rock their hips, trading thrust for thrust. Each tried to bend lower that the other so that she could drive their dildo up and into her rival's unprotected cunt. The hard steel rubber covered dongs beat against each other as the two twisted and fought, thrusting their hips frantically in an attempt to gain entry.

They battled on for several minutes, missing over and over as the dildos darted back and forth, bouncing and sliding, then suddenly it happened. Mesila had just missed with a thrust, the dong passing between Gemmalyn's thighs and over but not into her cunt. . As Mesila started to pull back for yet another try, the older Filipina rocked forward and thrust upward, the lubricated tapered point of her dildo slipping into Mesila's exposed sex. Mesila gasped in shock as Gemmalyn, smiling now, pushed the big thick dong about half way into her. Mesila straightened up and stumbled backwards. Gemmalyn tried to follow, but was just a little too slow to bury the full length, allowing Mesila to slide off the dildo and escape. It was like a 2 out of three count on WWE. Close, but not enough for victory.

You dirty old whore," Mesila cried, "you'll pay for that".

"Come here and make me you fat stupid slut," Gemmalyn growled.

Gemmalyn quickly leaned forward with her upper body catching Mesila off guard as she was expecting another thrust of the dildo, and pushed Mesila backwards with her shoulders. As Mesila stumbled backwards, Gemmalyn followed using her chest and shoulders to push her into the ropes of the ring. The hard dongs bobbed and jabbed as the two furious fighters went at each now without restraint. Mesila was too eager and rose a little too high as she thrust again, her dong seeking Gemmalyn's hairy black bush. With a twist of the hips and one hard thrust Gemmalyn again had her dildo inside Mesila's shaved cunt . Quickly arching her legs, Gemmalyn forced her dildo up and into Mesila's cunt. Mesila moaned and stood on her toes, but Gemmalyn pushed even higher, laughing as Mesila squirmed on the end of her dildo. This time there would be no escape.

Gemmalyn forced the heavier Filipina against the ropes and into a corner where she pinned her tit to tit. Mesila threw one leg over her rival's hip, but could do nothing as the older Filipina pressed her into the corner post. Staring deep into 30 year old's eyes, Gemmalyn began moving her hips, driving the dildo deeper and deeper. Mesila arched her back and wiggled violently, but Gemmalyn would not let her escape. In control, Gemmalyn just kept pumping into her, driving the dildo into her again and again feeling Mesila's dong safely pressed between their bellies. Both women were tired and covered in sweat. Perspiration ran down their faces and over their tits as Gemmalyn continued to fuck her opponent. Their tits were plastered hard together as the two women squirmed against each other cheek to cheek, one trying to escape, the other tormenting her trapped opponent.

Laughing triumphantly as Marlyn signalled the first victory, Gemmalyn pulled out of her and allowed Mesila to slump down to the canvas.

"Kaskasin mo puke mo sa dingding," (Scratch your pussy off the wall)

Moving back into the center of the room, they both crouched to resume the battle with the older, lighter Filipina now one up. Changing tactics Gemmalyn struck first, driving her heel hard into the stomach of Mesila, who was stunned, pitched forward, and immediately received a knee driven hard up into her right tit. She staggered, and fought to maintain her balance, as both Filipinas understood that to fall would make her highly vulnerable to the other's dildo. Gemmalyn was upon her immediately, dropping to her knees while straddling the fallen younger Filipina's upper body, facing downward. She plunged her dildo down into the Filipina's right tit repeatedly, causing her to cry in anguish. Mesila using her greater strength, bucked and managed to toss her off.

Gemmalyn fell onto her side her head hitting the canvas covered floor with a thud, but as the Mesila moved to get on top of her, the older but more agile Filipina quickly scrambled to her feet. The heavier, younger Filipina proved to be the superior kick fighter, as despite her bulk she had the ability to raise her legs higher, and to get extra leverage by launching up onto her toes when she kicked out. She also had deadly accuracy, striking at Gemmalyn's belly, breast and face at will. Despite this Gemmalyn also got some good blows into the slower moving Mesila's wobbling belly.

Each was going for the kill, and for their various personal reasons I have mentioned neither shrunk from the task, making the fight as fast and furious as it was violent. The ending was as spectacular as the brutal fight. Mesila managed a spin-kick that stunned the older Filipina, knocking her flat onto her back. Seeing her rival flat on her back and breathless, Mesila dropped on top of her, pinning her to the floor. Gemmalyn instinctively wrapped both legs around Mesila's waist trying to immobilise the Filipina on top of her. It was a fatal mistake as it made it easy for Mesila to drive her dildo home, all the way to the hilt in Gemmalyn's spread pussy. Gemmalyn screamed and arched her back, but Mesila was too heavy for her to buck off. Slowly and deliberately, Mesila began pumping her dong into her rival.

"How does it feel to be fucked like the old whore you are," Mesila said as she humped her rival.

"You'll be sorry you did this you cunt," Gemmalyn grunted as the dildo was worked inside her. "Stand up and face me in a real fight, no hands tied, I dare you".

"Ha," Mesila laughed. "It was real fair when you were screwing me into the ropes back there after the referee called finish. If you want out of this, you're going to have to fight you're way out."

Marlyn should have stopped the second contest then but she was bent over giving her own display to the crowd working a dildo into her arse . She had a name to make and refereeing this contest was merely a stepping stone to fame.