"Uhhhhh...Oohhhhh."
"You really shouldn't have....Whack....Slap....Whack....worn such a flimsy dress...dear."
Ripppppppp.
"Stop...Ouch....Stop....Pleaseee....Somebody help!"
Screams, yels, pleas for help.....All ignored as the super hot, totally exciting babe against babe skirmish continued.
"Flimsy dresses can be ripped so, SOOO darn easy," the gorgeous sultry tall brunette sneered as she treated her rival to another nasty stinging slap.
'Yeoccch," Tammy screamed as she squirmed and struggled under her rival's luscious body.
Whaaack....Another hard slap to that beautiful face. The busty strawberry blonde felt her dress suddenly rip even further.
"Yeah Brenda, rip it off her....Let's see her tits," someone shouted.
I slipped through the small crowd of excited guests we had invited to our barbecue.
(The time: The Seventies; the place; Our plush back yard.....somewhere along the west coast).....
"Yeah let's see her boobs....she just loves to show 'em off."
I glanced over at my girlfriend....a bit surprised, but totally excited....that she wanted her not so nice neighborhood enemy Brendato embarrass her friend, Tammy.
"Work her over girl, slap her, rough her up," my girlfriend continued.
"No, stop, don;t you dare...You wouldn't...You couldn't," Tammy whimpered, whined, as Brenda slapped and pushed her arms and hands away; Tammy was losing at defending her assets game.
"Noooo...Umppphhh." Brenda leaned forward, placed her hand over the blonde's mouth and face; perfect sexy faceclaw. Her pleas were muffled.
I moved closer; the sight of the tall brunette leaning forward controlling the busty squirming blonde was soooooo hot. Brenda's small but perfectly shaped breasts bulged out of her halter type top. Her nipples had stiffened and poked against the tight fabric. Her beautiful face was in a most sexy angry grimace.
"How's this feel?" Brenda hissed as she reached down with her free hand and latched onto Tammy's now fully exposed big luscious left breast. Tammy's skin was milky white; she had big thick pink nipples. Her flimsy sun dress was tattered and torn; Brenda had her pinned down on a large picnic table....(Fortunately, as my girl would say later; nobody had placed the table with plates, etc).
(Afterall the MEAT (for the barbecue anyway) wasn't quite done yet......
The small talk, snippy comments, cheers, etc had come to a complete silent standstill as Brenda began to squeeze, twist, and scratch the luscious breast as she bounced up and down on Tammy, snarling out catfight nastiness.....
"Not so bitchy and smirky tonight huh sweetie?" Brenda taunted, Suddenly she released the captured breast, pinched the nipple viciously, then grabbed Tammys now tousled blonde hair with both hands. A little bit of oh so sexy head banging....As she kicked her legs her sexy sandals flew off.
Then all of a sudden Brenda shouted, "I win....." and got off her.....
Tammy was whimpering, massaging her wounded breast. Someone offered Brenda a nice cold beer.
Brenda accepted the drink with a confident laugh; stepped away.
Tammy got up, muttered something under her breath. I didn't hear it , but Brenda obviously did.
She charged the mouthy (slow learning) buxom blonde babe, grabbed her by the hair, spun her around, slapped her several times, sunk her fist deep into her belly, then grabbed what was left of the sun dress and in a few good rips, tore it clean off. Rather sexy panties....topless....what a sight....Brenda was all over her delivering lightning fast slaps and punches.....to the face, ribs, belly and yes those gorgeous bouncing breasts. Screaming and finally successfully getting away, Tammy ran across the yard and into our guest house....
Brenda gave slight chase, but stopped, returned....We all had a barbecue.....broke away early....think the sexiness of the catfight affected most all the guys in a special kind of way. My girl definitely benefited. She went out after comforting me from the trauma and said she had some comforting encouragement with Tammy.
Great way to end the summer; Seventies Style....With a twist of CATFIGHT...
