Battling Bimbos
by J. Coleman
My name is Terri and several months ago I got into an incredible catfight with another girl when I walked in on her and my boyfriend together in bed. Her name was Megan and she was a real mega bitch who liked to steal men. She had real big tits, a tiny waist, long legs, and long blonde hair. She had that kind of cheap biker bitch look to her with hard features and even though she was very pretty, she looked tough.
When I walked in on them, She was on top of him, riding him like a horse. She had on see through black silk bikini panties, a black lace garterbelt, long sheer seamed silk stockings, and spike heeled black pumps. Her big tits were bouncing up and down and jiggling like two big bowls of jello as I watched her ride my man and as my anger grew, I was ready to jump on the bed and teach this bitch a lesson.
I had on a spandex mini skirt, a sheer halter top with no bra, little nylon string bikinis, and sheer to the waist pantyhose. I'm no slouch when it comes to looks and body, and I can definitely fill out a mini skirt and halter with the best of them, and my catty jealousy took control of me as I started talking shit.
When I called her out, she jumped off my man and got to her knees. She and I immediately began cursing, swearing, threatening each other, and doing alot of name calling while my boyfriend tried to calm us both down. She had a light sheen of perspiration on her and her breathing was still slightly fast indicating to me they'd been going at it for quite a while, and this infuriated me all the more. After a few minutes of tossing threats and insults back and forth, she began taunting me to attack her as she motioned to me with her hands to come at her and fight. My boyfriend tried to step between us but I told him in no uncertain terms that he either get the fuck away from me or I was going to tear off his balls and make him eat them. He backed off and then came at me but I was ready and caught him with a solid knee right in the balls. He was out cold before he hit the floor. The Bitch was still on her knees on my waterbed when I finally dove at her and dug my long sharp talons into that bleached blonde hair of hers. It was hard to keep my balance on the waterbed as our struggling caused the full wave mattress to rock back and forth and from side to side.
The battle was on and we kicked, clawed, bit, slapped, and mauled each other's titties like two alley cats, hissing and screeching all the while. We rolled off the bed after a few seconds and hit the floor with a hard thud. Fortunately, I wound up on top as we hit so the bitch cushioned my fall. Our legs instantly entwined and the rustling of our nylons as our legs rubbed together was barely audible over our heavy panting and moaning and squealing as we battled. We each dug both hands into one another's long hair and began ripping and pulling for all we were worth like two high school girls in their first girl fight. Being a veteran though of some fairly nasty cat fights in my life, I wasn't content to let this run the course of a simple hair pulling contest so I went for her bare tits and started twisting and clawing them with one hand while still keeping my other hand in her hair to hold her down. She flipped out on me and started ripping at my clothes trying to strip me, but clothes never rip as easily in real life as they do in TV and movie girl fights, and the more she pulled and tugged and struggled with my clothes, the more I mauled her bare titties.
We battled on the bed, on the floor, on our feet, and back onto the bed, each of us fighting tooth and nail with everything we had. My boyfriend had now come to and was watching and out of the corner of my eye, I saw him stroking his big hard cock while watching us fight so I though I'd make sure he got his money's worth because he was sure as hell never going to get his cock in my panties again. I started ripping, tugging, pulling, and stretching the bitch's nylons. I tore off her garterbelt in two or three easy strokes and within a few seconds, the blonde bimbette was slithering around on her back on the carpet in just her panties. I kicked her a few times and she curled up into a fetal position to protect herself.
Looking down, I noticed my favorite mini skirt was torn on the seam and that made me even more mad. I jerked the ripped skirt down, tugging the slinky tight garment down over my nylon clad thighs and kicked it off along with my shoes. I yanked my now severely stretched halter top over my head, tossed it asside, and just got my thumbs under the waistband of my sheer to the waist pantyhose when she lunged at me. My thigh exploded with pain as her teeth bit into my soft thigh right through the sheer nylon that covered it. I grabbed her by the hair and dragged her to her knees and tossed her onto the bed where I dove on top of her. Our sexy legs snaked together and we began writhing about while pulling each other's hair.
By this point we were both sweating profusely from the action of the fight coupled with the hot, humid weather in the small bedroom. My pantyhose gave me a slight advantage in being able to use them to grip her with. The course nylon material held onto her sweaty, slippery flesh as she writhed, bucked, pumped, and squirmed trying to get away. My legs were strong though and I was determined to kick her ass no matter what the cost as she viciously clawed at my thighs, trying to rip off my pantyhose. Our tits mashed together as we wrestled about on the bed, sliding from side to side on the bare plastic mattress. The sheets had long since been torn off and lay strewn about the floor, as were the pillows and blankets, leaving just the bare bed for our sweat soaked, slippery bodies to squirm around on. By this time, we were both doing horrible things to each other to win the fight.
We were clawing at each other's bikini panties and pulling each other's pussy hair along with the thin nylon tricot of our skimpy little panties. We were twisting and pulling and even biting and sucking each other's bare sweaty tits as we wriggled and writhed around on the bed in what was becoming an epic battle of endurance between us. I finally managed to pin the slut on her back and then I straddled her and started really mauling her big boobs with both hands. She bucked and kicked and fought like a tigress until she finally threw me off and to the side. She spun around and somehow we wound up in a sort of sixty nine, but not all the way. My tits were in her face and her tits were in mine. We each wrapped our arms around each other and started clawing one another's bare backs as we bit and sucked and chewed on each other's titties.
We were so fucking sweaty that we were sliding around on the waterbed like it was an oil wrestling match. I was on top of her at this point and I was trying to literally smother her with my big D cup boobs but her teeth and fingernails kept making me pull back just when I thought I had her beaten. We rolled over and all of a sudden, I was on the bottom and she was on top. She was lifting herself up and then falling on me, slamming against me as hard as she could while I kept throwing my legs up trying to catch her head between my legs and flip her over if I could. We wound up exchanging the upper hand several more times in the next few minutes with neither of us able to stay on top because we were both so fucking sweaty and slippery. Then, during one of our exchanges, I was on my back and she was on top when all of a sudden I felt a heavy weight on my legs and I was now pinned at both ends. I bucked and thrashed and screamed and struggled but then I discovered what happened when I felt the legband of my bikinis being pulled to the side. My boyfriend then rammed all ten inches of his cock into my cxnt and starting fucking me full force. Now I was being fucked at one end while fighting for my life against some bitch who was trying to bite my tits off at the other end.
Within seconds I exploded into an orgasm and just as I did, I really went crazy on the bitch and started fighting like an alley cat, hissing and spitting and clawing and biting. She answered in kind and we were tearing into each other like two tom cats in a back alley claw fight over a morsel of meat . . . in this case, a ten inch cock. Megan then broke free and lunged at my boyfriend. She pulled him off me and as she did, his cock slid out and she wasted no time sucking the whole thing into her mouth as she grabbed his bare ass with both hands.
I dug both hands into her long sleazy blonde hair and yanked her backwards onto her back. His cock again popped free as I fell on top of her and started mauling her with all I had. We really tore into each other at this point and were fighting too hard now for my boyfriend to fuck either of us even though he kept trying to find a hole to stick his big dick into. We were both rolling and pumping and wiggling and jiggling so furiously that he couldn't get a clear shot at either of us. Our legs were so tightly entwined, you couldn't have pried us apart if you tried. We were squeezing each other's tits so hard we were screaming and crying but neither of us would quit and let the other one have his cock for her own.
I pulled the bitch's hair, clawed and bit her titties, dragged my nails across her thighs and even mauled her pussy through her sleazy, cheap little bikini panties, but she wouldn't quit. The somehow we wound up sixty nine and started going for each other's cxnts with our claws and with our teeth. We each wrapped our legs around each other's heads and then it got real dirty and real sleazy. We were literally performing oral sex on each other as we fought now and we were both already pretty turned on and horny from my boyfriend trying to fuck us as we fought so it didn't take long for me to have another orgasm as the bitch licked and sucked my cxnt while clawing at my ass and thighs. That wasn't the first time I'd come by means of a girl/girl sixty nine, but it was the first time I'd ever come during a catfight and the two I'd now had were two of the most incredible orgasms I've ever had, before or since.
Unfortunately, the orgasm sapped my strength and was such a distraction from the fight at hand, that she really wrapped me up and worked me over good. She climbed on top of me, breaking the sixty nine, and started slapping and clawing at my face and my tits until all I could do was try to cover up and hope she ran out of gas . . . but she didn't. Within minutes I was giving up and begging her to stop but she wasn't going to let me off that easy. Grabbing one of her torn off nylons, she tied my hands together behind my back and then sat on my chest. She made me tell her that she was the better woman and made me verbally give my boyfriend to her. I did, but even as I was saying it, I knew we were going to fight again and somehow I think she knew it too. I didn't want my ex- boyfriend back, I just wanted another chance at fighting this bitch.
Then, with an evil grin on her face, Megan began inching forward, slowly moving her cxnt ever closer to my face. I tried to buck her off but she just slapped me again and I had to submit and eat her pussy as my boyfriend watched and jacked off. She was pumping on my face as my tongue did its job and using my hair to pull my mouth tighter against her pussy, she bucked and screamed through a wild succession of orgasms at my expense. Even after that she still wasn't done humiliating me. She turned around and put her ass in my face and beckoned my ex-boyfriend to the bed. She ordered him to climb on me and fuck me while he kissed her on the mouth. I was flat on my back on the waterbed with my hands tied behind my back. He was between my legs fucking the shit out of me and the blonde bimbo was sitting on my face, facing him and sucking tongue with him. Finally she dragged him off me, pushed me off the bed onto the floor, and fucked him over and over until he was dry and unable to fuck anymore.
Then, as she finished with him, she got off the bed, put on her high heels, stood over me, and made me lick her high heels clean. I did it but even as I licked those tall spikes I was planning my retribution and thinking up horrible things to humiliate her with after I kicked her sleazy little blonde ass the next time we fought. Then she finally told my ex to untie me, give me some clothes, and send me away. Before I left though, she got right into my face and told me flat out that if I ever came anywhere near him again, she'd kick my ass again but next time, she'd make sure I never tried it again. I nodded my head in agreement but we both knew that it was bullshit and that I would try to get him back even though I didn't want him, just to best her and defy her threat.
