The return of Greta
by Tommy2164  
The further adventures of Italian-American Strong girl Debbie Umbruzio.


Please Note: This story is a follow up to an adventure written four years ago.
Readers can refer to the original story called "Its Debbie's turn", listed in
Misc. stories part 11.

I should have known it when I first laid eyes on her. Long dark hair, olive
skin, very athletic build and a set of tits that just didn't belong on the
body of a slender 16 year old girl. My name is Greta Schultz and I am summer
camp director of a large facility in the Pocono Mountain Section of
Pennsylvania. A few years ago while acting as the assistant director at
another facility I made the mistake of goading one of the counselors into an
evening of fistic adventure. For the first and only time in my life I did not
walk away with a convincing win. As a matter of fact, this young woman named
Debbie Umbruzio beat and humiliated me in such a manner that I am haunted by
the memory of that evening even to this day.

I never did return to that facility as the humiliation of the defeat was just
too great for me to handle. My father is the owner of five camps located
throughout the Pocono Mountains and it wasn't hard to get assigned to another
camp the very next year. I have been the camp director at this particular camp
for the last three years. My fight with Debbie did not cure me of my nasty
streak. I am a hard headed woman who loves a good scrap especially when I see
another woman as a threat to my superiority.

I am 5'-11" tall with a very tight muscular body and my measurements are
38-22-36. Not many woman can rival those statistics, but first time camper
Natalie Rossi did. At only sixteen years of age she stood a very graceful
5'-7" tall and probably weighed around 135lbs. She sported a 42-20-34 body
that drove the young boys crazy. I watched her about camp during her first two
weeks. She seemed very adept at almost any type of athletic activity. From
biking to rowing Natalie always seemed to be head and shoulders above the
other campers. Since I was used to getting all the attention at the camp I
felt an immediate dislike toward her, not unlike the time Debbie Umbruzio
first stepped into my office four years ago.

At the three week point we always have parents day. A time for Mom's and Dad's
to visit their young camper and check up on their progress. I always enjoy
dressing up in my tight t-shirt and short shorts just to get a rise out of the
fathers and jealous looks from the mothers. I, of course am on my best
behavior and act in a very correct manner ... but it is fun to watch Daddy
drool now isn't it? I made it a point of meeting Natalie's mother and father
when they arrived. Her father was quite attractive and her mother was nothing
like I had pictured her to be. Her breasts were quite large, but her ass had a
way of catching up to them. She had a very pretty face but she was a bit on
the pudgy side. Ok, she was fat, there, I said it. During my conversation with
her I mentioned that she looked very familiar. She noted that this was
Natalie's first year at the camp and she was certain we had not met in the
past. When I made mention of Natalie's obvious athletic talents, her mother
told me she took after her cousin's side of the family more so than her own. I
asked if her cousins family had any well know athletes and she smiled and said
they were very fine athletes but not really well know. We wrapped up our
conversation and I began to mingle with the other guests.

It wasn't until later that night while laying in bed that I began to put some
things together in my head. Surely it was my mind playing tricks on me, but if
I put Natalie's mothers face on Natalie I would come up with someone looking a
lot like that missile titted bitch that gave me a beating that fateful night
long ago. I made it a point the next morning to settle next to Natalie at the
breakfast table. We chatted for a while and discussed her family. I told her
that her parents were very nice and asked her about the statement her mom made
about her cousins family. "Oh, yes I get compared to one of my mom's cousins
all the time. She was kind of a tomboy growing up just like I am". Natalie
told me her cousin owned a gym in her small town and she was really into body
sculpting. "You should see her Miss Schultz, she is almost built as strong as
you". I don't know why, but I am sure I blushed when she complimented me on my
build. Whatever blood I had in my head soon drained after Natalie's next
comment. Maybe you could work out there sometime Miss Schultz, I'm sure Debbie
would be happy to meet you. "Did you say your mom's cousins name is Debbie", I
said in a shocked tone. "Yes, Debbie ... .Debbie Umbruzio is her name, do you
know her Miss Schultz. I stammered something about hearing her name before and
got up from the table abruptly to settle myself.

My whole outlook on Natalie had changed. She went from just another camper,
albeit an attention stealer, to my enemy all in one conversation. I also
wondered if she possessed any of Debbie's special talents, most notably her
strength and fighting ability. My mind was racing a mile a minute. How should
I handle this situation. For years I dreamed of the day I would get my revenge
with Debbie. Certainly my training over the past four years should have pushed
me over the top. I was as ready as ever for a revenge fight with Debbie. I
called Natalie to my office for a little conference. I admitted to knowing
Debbie and having fought her. I changed the story a little to include a
victory for myself and added that Debbie wasn't as tough as Natalie thought
she was. Natalie became very upset and told me that she didn't believe my
story. I became enraged and forgetting my position as camp director, made a
step toward Natalie. She backed up a bit and I told her to get out of my
office before I had her crying like the other cowards in her family.

Well, that set off a whole chain of events. Natalie jumped on her cell phone
to her mother, who quickly called Debbie, and in turn Debbie ended up driving
with Natalie's mom to pay me a little visit. Natalie's mom remained in her car
while Debbie strode into my air conditioned office. She looked absolutely
stunning in a yellow v-neck sleeveless blouse that highlighted not only her
huge bust, but also her taut muscular biceps. I rose up from my desk and
looking down on her said "Well, look who it is after all these years, small
world isn't it?." "Yes, very small indeed" she said through gritted teeth. She
told me that our differences had nothing to do with Natalie and if I didn't
back off I would suffer the same beating I received in our last fight. I
laughed at her and told her that she wouldn't stand a chance against me today.
My training was much more rigorous and I had probably beaten 12 or 13 people
into submission since our last fight. She did not seem impressed and reminded
me again to lay off of Natalie. "She really enjoys this camp and does not want
to leave and if I hear anything funny is going on here, I am going to come
looking for you." Debbie said.

I told Debbie that I still had a score to settle with her and if she was
interested maybe she could show up say around 9pm tonight and we could relive
old times. She looked at me with steely eyes and said "Nine o'clock it is
bitch ... bring your tissues". With that she turned on her heels and walked
back to her car. I thought about her comment and very excitedly looked forward
to our 9pm meeting. Of course I had a plan for our meeting. You didn't think I
stayed up at night dreaming about this for four years and not have a plan, did
you? I phoned up my boyfriend Andy and told him of the fantastic developments
of the last couple of days. Andy knew full well of my intentions to repay
Debbie for what she did to me. Andy was a big man and probably one of the few
that could handle me in a scuffle. I think that is what first attracted me to
him. He is 6'-3" tall and very muscular. A noted scrapper, in the three years
I've known him I have never seen him come even close to losing a fight. We
talked about the fight and the plan that I had in my head. Andy, not being the
sharpest knife in the drawer, needed to hear the plan three times before fully
understanding what I had in mind.

Andy arrived at camp around 7pm and he helped me prepare for the evenings
festivities. All campers and counselors boarded buses for a trip to the local
drive in theater compliments of management. This meant that the only people on
the grounds until 11:30pm would be me, Debbie and Andy. I was dressed in a
tight fitting red sports bra with spandex black Capri pants, and sneakers with
no sox. I admired my ripped muscular body in the mirror one more time before
heading outside to meet up with that bitch Debbie. I walked outside of my
office to find the whole complex desolate just as I had planned. It was a warm
mid-July evening and the only sounds heard were from crickets, owls and the
like. Soon the air would be filled with the sounds of battle and I could not
wait for my redemption. As instructed Andy hid himself in one of the
dormitories with full view of what I had planned as our battle ground. "The
commons" as we called the area, was a large grassy area directly between the
dormitories. Six dorms to the right and four to the left, the last two
buildings to the left being the cafeteria and the shower and latrine building.
There were several picnic tables and a couple of stone fireplaces in the
common area but for the most part the space was pretty wide open. I waited
with muscled flexed and the sweat of anticipation only battle can bring. I
could see the headlights from Debbie's car as she snaked her way down the dirt
road leading to the camp. When she arrived I was surprised and somewhat
disappointed to see Natalie's fat ass Mother with Debbie.

Debbie slinked out of the car looking every bit as impressive as she did in
our first fight. She pulled off a windbreaker type Boston Red Sox jacket to
reveal her amazing upper body development. She had on a powder blue sleeveless
t-shirt with white gym shorts, ankle sox and sneakers. I looked over at
Natalie's mom and asked Debbie if she thought she needed help. Debbie assured
me in a stern tone that her cousin was here to stop her when she felt I had
enough. "Is that so? I said as I raised my fists looking straight into
Debbie's brown doe shaped eyes. "Yes, that is so Greta", said Debbie as she
also assumed the stance. Natalie's mom yelled some encouragement as our fight
began with me getting off a double left hand jab to Debbie's face.

Debbie returned the favor and hit me with two fast hard jabs to my forehead.
Back and forth we went trading jabs and short body shots for the next two
minutes or so. Debbie kept trying to get in close to take away my height and
reach advantage and I pushed her away with my long muscular arms allowing my
jabs to meet their mark. At one point five minutes into the battle I sent a
looping left hook at Debbie's head. She simply ducked under the punch and sent
a left of her own to my ribcage and a right hand straight to my chin. This
caused me to back peddle about seven feet. Debbie advanced on me and used both
hands with skill and precision. A right left combination to the body followed
by two lefts to the head and my backward retreat continued.

The big titted bitch had dynamite in both hands. Debbie's eyes became large as
she saw an opening that allowed her to send a straight right hand to my solar
plexus. The wind was driven from me and I fell straight to my knees. I held up
my left hand as a sign for time out and Debbie stepped back to allow me to
regain my breath. I don't know if Andy mistook my hand up as a signal, but I
distinctly remember telling him to hide out until I yelled for assistance,
assuming that I needed any assistance at all. The big dumb jerk comes ambling
out of dormitory #6 with his fists cocked. Debbie looked at me very quickly, a
looked I recognized as a look of pity and then proceeded to confront Andy. He
had removed his shirt showing off his muscular upper body for all to see. He
towered over Debbie and yet Debbie walked toward him like she was the more
confident of the two fighters.

I began to regain my breath just in time to see Debbie and Andy going at it
full throttle. They both were throwing some real bombs. Swinging like crazy
people, no way to keep up a pace like that. I stood up and waited for Andy to
land the one punch that would stagger Debbie. I felt that once put into a
disadvantaged position, I could step in and finish her off with my own
punching power. After about five minutes of fighting I could see that Andy was
not going to deliver the punch I so desperately needed. I became agitated as
Debbie soon was getting the better of the big goon. I began to step forward
and join the fray when I heard Natalie say "Oh, no you don't Miss Schultze". I
turned around to see the big titted teen walking toward me with a determined
look in her eye. She ran at me and tackled me to the ground. I reached up and
grabbed her full tits while her mother screamed in disbelief. I threw her off
of me and gave her a backhand across her face. She hit me twice in the face
and while the punches hurt they were no match for the power Debbie possessed.
I pulled her to her feet and held her shirt with my left hand and sent two
rights to her face. I thought maybe she would cry or cower, but she did
neither. She just fought back as best she could.

Her mother made the mistake of jumping on my back. I say mistake because I
threw her off of me and she landed on the ground with a thud. If I didn't have
Natalie to contend with I would have knocked her fat ass out. Natalie made
another advance on me and I got off a couple of good punches that backed her
up. I went to go after her and put her away when suddenly a strong hand
grabbed my right shoulder spinning me around. Naturally it was Debbie with a
crazy look in her eye. I had forgotten about the bitch while battling her
teenage relative. Debbie swung hard at me and just missed with a hard right
hook. She didn't miss with the next punch or any thereafter. Another punch to
my midsection landed and my eyes bugged out as the air once again ran from my
lungs. I fell to my side holding my stomach. I looked up at Debbie for the
same compassion she showed me in the first knockdown but all I saw was her
heaving sweat filled upper body and a look of rage on her face.

Debbie turned to her cousin and ordered her to take Natalie away from the
commons. She didn't want her young eyes to see what was coming next. As I
tried to regain my composure I noticed Andy semi-slumped against one of the
stone fire places looking all the worse for wear. Apparently he received the
best Debbie's fists had to offer. Debbie looked disheveled, her tight pony
tail now in disarray and her powder blue top had been ripped off in the
battle. She stood before us all, soaking in sweat, wearing just her dirt
covered gym shorts and huge white support bra. She took the time to watch her
cousin drive away and then turned her attention to Andy. She strode toward him
and I could hear her fists meeting their mark on Andy's battered body. Andy
was moaning every time she landed a punch on him. I fully regained my
breathing and held out one final hope that by rejoining the fight we could
beat her as a team and I would have the pleasure of seeing Debbie on her back
once and for all.

I jumped to my feet and ran to the scene of the fight. Debbie fisted Andy over
to one of the fireplaces and was giving it to him with both hands. I jumped
onto her back and grabbed both of her massive melons. They were so fucking
huge my beefy hands looked lost in her bra's fabric. She continued punching
Andy with me on her back and soon he slumped into the fireplace with a very
spent look on his face. Debbie sent her elbows into my ribs with frightening
speed. I pulled at her bra to the point that I had the tits out and the bra
cups were over her eyes for just a moment. I jumped off of her while her
elbows still flew. Momentarily blinded I hit her with a hard right that sent
her backward. A hard left kept the momentum going my way. Debbie threw the bra
off her face and to the ground just in time to catch my right hand in mid air.
With my right suspended in mid-air she hit me right on the chin with her own
right hand three times. My head jerked back and I staggered to a sitting
position alongside Andy on the stone fireplace.

It was now pitch black out now, the only light coming from the windows of the
dorms and the full moon above. Debbie stood for a moment assessing the
situation. Andy was clearly out on his feet and I was on only about a quarter
of a tank of gas at that time myself. Thirty minutes of fighting had done
little to diminish Debbie's punching power. She stood before us open breasted.
Her huge globes topped off by unnaturally large dark nipples that stiffened in
the night air. She clenched both her teeth and her big fists and said "Ok you
two, you wanted to play ... lets have some fun". I got to my feet and threw a
punch at her ... .my last of the night. Like others before it, Debbie evaded
my effort and hit me with a left cross that knocked me aside. She pulled Andy
to his feet and jabbed him backward. Then she came at me and hit me with five
short jabs to my chin. She had us both within five feet of one another and
alternated punches back and forth with precise power. Too much power and we
would have landed on our ass, out like a light. Too little power and we may
gain an advantage we hadn't enjoyed since 9pm that evening.

She punched us clear to the other side of the commons, a distance of about 25
feet and soon we were at the front door of the shower / latrine building. Two
hard rights sent me straight onto my ass on the front porch of the building.
Debbie turned her attention to Andy and her punches drove him right through
the screen front door. Andy began to sob while Debbie took him inside for a
good beating. I sat on the front porch and began to cry as well. The big
titted muscle bitch was doing it again to me, only worse this time. She was in
complete control of both of us, man and woman. Beaten to exhaustion by her
finely toned body and hard fists that hit so true. So I got to my feet and did
the only thing I could do at that time ... .run. I ran as fast as my beaten
body would take me, only to look over my shoulder and see Debbie running after
me with her tits bobbing into her face with each stride. Debbie had knocked
Andy out and left him slumped in a toilet stall where he was later to be found
by the returning camp staff.

I had run about 300 yards when Debbie caught up to me and tackled me down a
long grassy hill that lead to a babbling brook. I was lucky enough to jump to
my feet first and noticed a large broken wooden post about 14 inches in length
and three inches around. I grabbed the post and swung it at Debbie who just
missed getting hit on the top of her head. The post hit her shoulder and
promptly shattered in two, thus ending any hope for me. The last five minutes
of the fight was complete horror for me. Debbie beat me all over the brook
side and into the brook. I howled in both pain and fear as my much smaller
opponent gave me the beating of my life. She must have knocked me on my ass 15
times. Each time reaching down to pick me up and further my lesson.

She could have knocked me out at any time, but chose to send me out while my
crying reached a crescendo. The only sounds at the brook at that time were the
sounds of fists on flesh and a young woman crying like a schoolgirl after a
good licking. I think the owls and crickets even shut up long enough to watch
as Debbie sent me to my ass with a hard right uppercut that almost lifted me
into the air. I fell to my ass for what seemed like the hundredth time only
this time, my eyes rolled into the back of my head and my upper torso fell to
the muddy banks of the brook. I laid there spread eagle with my arms splayed
out to my left and right. There was now complete silence as Debbie stood over
me with her fists still cocked. There would be no more fighting for her that
night. She had done what she planned. Taught yet another lesson to a
non-believer. Someone who felt she was better than everyone was taught
otherwise by the two fisted tough girl.

I awoke to a pail full of brook water dumped on me by the victorious big
titted bitch. She stood over me without a stitch of clothing on. Her dirt
soaked shorts thrown to the side revealing an incredible amount of hair
covering her vagina. She looked both hard and soft at the same time. Her
amazing upper body tightly muscled while still sporting a pair of breasts to
die for. Breasts that were larger than any women I had ever seen and yet they
stood straight and proud from her ribcage without a notice of sag.

She asked me if I had learned my lesson and I sobbed lightly that I had. She
had told me that I had been a very bad girl and deserved what I had received.
I could only agree and continue to sob. I knew what was to come next. My final
humiliation. Debbie took two steps toward me and now stood straight above me.
Moonlight was now obscured by her massive chest and fully uncropped clam. She
lowered herself down on top of me, each muscular thigh and calve to the left
and right of my beaten body. She brought her love nest to my face and began to
grind. Softly at first, moaning in delight as she drove her muff into my
beaten nose mouth and chin. Back and forth she grinded as her love juice
cascaded down the sides of my face. The vibration from my sobbing only added
to her pleasure as she moaned in the moonlight like a love struck wolf. She
continued to pleasure herself on my face for what seemed like well over a half
an hour. Every once in a while she would ask me to drive my tongue into her
and I was not willing to turn down any request she was making at that time.
Finally Debbie decided it was time for the ultimate pleasure and began to buck
on my face like a wild mare. She screamed like a banshee as she climaxed and
her screaming went on for a full 45 seconds and then another 30 seconds and
then finally 20 more heavenly seconds. She multiple orgasmed all over my
swollen face and just as my luck would have it she was a "squirter" of the
first degree, leaving ounces of clam juice all over my face and neck.

She rose to her feet and lifted my beaten ass up. Deciding that it would be a
longer walk back to the commons with me limping beside her, she lifted me up
and walked with pride with her beaten opponent draped over her muscular
shoulders, my right arm dangling between her taut zeppelins. Thank- fully
nobody had returned yet and Debbie dumped me into the passenger seat of my
Mustang convertible. She left Andy for the counselors to find, thus ending my
career at this camp much the same way as she did four years ago. She looked
around a bit for her bra as I sat in the car with my head realing. She jumped
behind the wheel with her bra draped over her full breasts. I slumped in the
passenger seat and envied her strong muscular forearms and hands as they
gripped the wheel of my automobile. Fists that had once sent me to the ground
numerous times were now taking me to a hospital where I would spend the better
part of the next three days.

Did I really learn my lesson that evening? You bet your damn ass I did. I
would never fight again after that night. Debbie beat the bully straight out
of me and I would never try my fists against anyone again for fear of another
beating at some un-knowns hands. They are out there you know. People who are
pushed to their limit. People who you view as soft or weak or who are somehow
lesser of a person than you are. Then they are confronted and soon they prove
that they are more than up to the challenge and you end up laying there a
beaten mess. So watch your step everyone ... you just never know when a girl
like Debbie will show up in your neighborhood.

Tune in again next time for another adventure of Debbie Umbruzio / Italian
American strong girl.

**The freaking end"