Here is part 1 for those that may have missed it
https://www.freecatfights.com/forums/index.php?topic=67794.0I rewrote and edited part two - currently working on a brand new part 3 and part 4. Stay tuned for those!
Entering its eighth hour, the party finally began thinning out, and Michelle’s thighs were killing her after spending the day walking around in her 3-inch stiletto heels. Exactly one month ago, Michelle was a substitute teacher on the verge of being offered a full time role with the school - and now she found herself doing odd jobs to make ends meat. Ambushed in her classroom, Michelle was beaten to a pulp, striped down to her thong and left in front of the whole school with her arms bound behind her by a jealous co-worker. Pictures of her almost naked and battered body flooded the small town and the mortified blonde was forced to move to a new state. Unable to find a job that would pay the bills, the drop dead gorgeous beauty now found herself working as a waitress on the 4th of July at a wealthy man’s mansion.
Fuck, these rich people had her running her ass off…do this, get that, bring me this! The women guests were being complete bitches to her, while every male was hitting on her or making unwanted sexual advances. Not to mention they were complete slobs - it was like they purposely went out of their way just to make a mess. Plates that were still full of food, and half drank cocktail glasses were strewn about at almost every table, and Michelle was now walking with her serving tray held out trying to collect some of the mess.
“Barbie…hey Barbie!” Figuring one of the rich bitches were making a joke and referencing her, Michelle’s head spun around to a table with a trio of gals sitting around it, the one in the middle was chirping at her, “Yeah you! Are you deaf…get over here!” Throughout the day, Michelle had to have brought these girls at least 10 drinks, and it was evident they clearly feeling the alcohol. Looking around the now deserted patio, Michelle realized that they were last guests remaining outside.
Michelle flashed a phony smile at the brunette seated at the center of the table, "I’m sorry did you need even more food?" Amy looked up at Michelle with a tinge of jealousy, like most of the women at the party had so far – Michelle was dressed to kill in her 4th of July thong bikini. Not worn by her choice, the party’s host had wanted her to look sexy for his party – and look sexy she did! It was a triangle thong 4th of July American flag themed bikini – and it barely contained her ample breasts and curvy ass. A few stars and some of the flag adorned her right breast, and her left orb finished the pattern ending in stars. The thong covered hardly anything, a tiny red and white patch was just enough material to shield her crotch, and three blue and white stared strings melded into one going high over her hips ending in a T parting her fleshy cheeks. Her long blonde hair was held high up on the sides of her head in ponytails with flags tied in them, outlining her face, which had luckily fully recovered from the beating it went through a month ago.
"Whadda they paying you for anyway? Your service sucks, your attitude sucks, and that outfit sucks…surely they could pay you a little more so you could buy some clothes that fit you properly!” The women at the table burst out laughing. “I mean really! This is a high-class social affair, not some cheap whorehouse! Your flabby ass is barely even covered and those horribly done fake breasts are about to burst from that bikini top!”
Michelle’s fake smile faded, and somehow she bit her tongue at the last second, the blonde not wanting to get into an argument with a guest, or even worse another physical confrontation of any kind. Fuming in rage, Michelle spun around on her black high-heeled shoe and started walking away, purposely swishing her thong-covered ass side to side flaunting the body and ass that she sculpted from the long hours in the gym – she’d show that bitch there wasn’t an ounce of flab anywhere!
But Amy apparently wasn't going to Michelle get away with out her order, "Hey…get your jigglin’ ass back here! We ain’t done ordering yet, I was just making an observation about how you were dressed like a street hooker…I mean really where does one even find something that repulsive?”
“Clearly not in any store you would shop at or would fit in!” Michelle shot out, but luckily her back-handed insult never registered on the brunette.
Amy slid her empty glass across the table, ice flying from it, “We want to order some drinks! Clearly, since you aren't too smart why don’t you go on ahead and write this down so you don’t fuck it up!” That brought chuckles of laughter from the brunette’s friends, and encouraged Amy to continue, “No, on second thought, I'd like to hear your recommendations. I bet a two bit whore like you would go for 'Sex on the Beach'? Dressed like you are even some one as low class could find sex on the beach!" The table laughed as Michelle squirmed at Amy's insults, the blonde doing everything in her power to let the insults slide. "Get us two more screwdrivers each…that’s a total of six Blondie! And be quick about it!"
Michelle was furious as she stormed back to the bar and placed her order for the loud and obnoxious women. With no other customers outside now, the bartender had the drinks out and in her hands in a matter of minutes and Michelle walked back around the side of the building and out of sight. She separated Amy's drinks from the other two women’s glasses, then after making sure no one was looking, spit in both of Amy's drinks. Giving her a small measure of satisfaction, she walked back over to the three-seated girls and placed their drinks in front of the women on the sides of Amy.
Grinning, she handed Amy her two special drinks and asked sarcastically, "Will that be all?"
Amy reached for the drinks, her arm knocking a few of the empty glasses flying off the table, “Ooopppsss! I’m sorry…but you better clean that up…I don’t want anyone cutting themselves on the broken glass!” Beyond pissed off, Michelle bent over to pick up the broken shards of glass, purposely bending over at the waist and jiggling her thong covered ass in Amy’s face. Carefully picking up the glass, the blonde spun around just as a chicken wing bone sailed inches over her head.
Just as Michelle turned around, another wing was airborne and this one hit her bare shoulder. “What the fuck?” Michelle yelled out, while Amy's table roared with laughter as they watched the poor girl now scramble to dodge uneaten chicken wings as all three girls began hurling them at Michelle. Amy managed a near-perfect toss with a wing splattering onto Michelle’s upper breast and then slowly slithered down the blonde’s canyon of cleavage. “Oh no! I hope that doesn’t ruin that designer bikini!” Amy burst out laughing.
“You bitch!” Michelle screamed whipping the residual wing sauce from her breast, spinning around and walking away from the trio of hags.
Michelle made it only a few strides when her scalp exploded in pain, and she almost stumbled over – Amy had attacked her from behind. "EIIHHHH" squealed Michelle, completely caught by surprise as Amy now stood behind her with a hand holding each of her sexy ponytails. The girls at the table began shouting encouragement, cheering Amy on, more than ready to watch their friend take it to the busty beauty. Amy began yanking the sexy blonde backwards using her bleached blonde locks as a handle, Michelle screaming, “Lettttt goooo!” Michelle dropped the serving tray sending the drink glasses shattering to the ground.
The blonde spun and slapped at Amy’s face, but Amy remained in total control as she side stepped the telegraphed swing and yanked downward on the blonde’s hair. “Call me a bitch will you? How bout I teach you some manners whore!” Amy screamed and Michelle’s eyes winced in pain. Her high ponytails made the perfect weapon to be used against her, and Michelle’s head was ripped side to side, the blonde screaming, “Let my haiiirrr go you bitch!”
Michelle’s legs buckled and she almost lost her footing in her high-heeled shoes, but managed to keep her footing while she was shook in place. “Stttooooppp! It hurrrtssss!” Michelle’s scream of pain filled the air as the wild woman began shaking the stunned blonde like a rag doll painfully pulling her around the concrete patio by the hair. “Lettttt go…pleasseee!” Michelle yelled out, the sexy blonde stunned that she was in another fight - the blonde bombshell remembering how badly she got her ass kicked only a month ago, and now she found herself starting this one out no better. Michelle knew she had to do something to prevent an all out ass kicking, the blonde quickly brought her hands up and latched onto Amy’s wrists, desperately digging her freshly manicured nails into her attacker’s skin.
“Owww!” Amy was caught off guard and instantly released the hair hold on the hunched over blonde. The bigger woman was far from done with Michelle, and before the blonde was even upright, Amy lowered her shoulder and sped forward blasting into her washboard stomach. Both girls flew backward, Michelle taking the worst of it, as Amy’s body flattened her painfully against the concrete patio, pinning her to the ground and knocking the wind out of the blonde. Amy hissed, already on the attack, “Bitch I fight dirty!” Michelle was struggling for breath when her eyes flew open as Amy’s hand latched onto her ample right breast. “Myyyy booob!” The burning pain was instant as fingernails gouged into her tender orb – the blonde’s breast still sore a month later from the beating the black teacher gave her and the attack on her breast brought the nightmare flooding back.
Amy began squeezing and mauling Michelle’s mammary, the sexy bikini top offering scant protection to the blonde’s boob. Michelle’s mouth hung open in shock as the bitch’s nails gouged her skin, running up and down wildly ravaging her sensitive mound. “You cxnt!” Michelle shrieked, the blonde bucking and thrashing until she sent her and Amy rolling around the cold concrete. Michelle went around and around with Amy for a few seconds, before the bigger woman came out on top, again pinning the scared hottie to the ground. Unfortunately for Michelle, this woman knew how to catfight, again the blonde seemed to have bitten off far more than she could chew.
The brunette’s left hand slid between the blonde's incredible thighs while Amy’s mouth dropped down over the stunned blonde’s already sore right breast. “Myyyyy tiiitittt!” Michelle shrieked in agony as the sadistic gal bit down on her fleshly breast and simultaneously Amy’s vice like hand clamped down right on the helpless beauties crotch. “Ooooowwwww Fuck! Lettt go!” Michelle's eyes went wide with fear as Amy’s teeth were savagely biting into the meaty flesh of her breast, while her crotch was now being squeezed as the bigger woman’s fingers were pawing away at her woman hood through her thong. “You’re fucking eating my booobbbbbieee!” Michelle wailed. Pain tore through Michelle’s pussy, Amy’s nails raked up and down, ripping away at her meaty lips through the bikini bottom.
Michelle’s thighs clamped shut, but the bigger woman’s fingers were already imbedded between the blonde’s legs. “Noooooo!” Michelle wailed, Amy’s fingers wildly pawing away at the tiny bikini bottoms while mauling her womanhood. A sudden punch to the head launched Amy’s face form Michelle’s breast and the next punch allowed the blonde a second to free her aching crotch from the bigger woman’s hold. Michelle lay back on the concrete, one hand holding her aching boob, while the other pulled the thong from her crotch. Amy spun to the side and was already on the attack, the brunette latched onto Michelle’s left ponytail, giving the aching beauty no chance to defend herself. Michelle’s eyes winced in pain as the bigger woman began hoisting her off the ground solely by her lovely long blonde hair.
Once the girls were standing, Amy yanked Michelle forward by the ponytail and then slid her arm around the blonde’s neck. Michelle’s eyes bulged as Amy got the stunned beauty in a standing side headlock. “I can’t breathe!” Michelle gasped. Michelle’s thong covered ass was again swishing side to side, hunched over at the waist, the brunette’s forearm pinned tightly in place around her neck. Michelle couldn’t draw breath, the blonde’s arms flailing to find purchase, and push the brunette off her to no avail. Amy’s free hand snakes around Michelle’s thrashing body, and her fingers slid under the blonde’s sexy bikini top going right back after her aching boob.
Now free to wage war, the brunette’s fingernails clamp down, latching onto Michelle’s aching right breast. “You fake titted cxnt” Amy angrily screamed and squeezed Michelle’s breast. “Myyyyy booobbbb!” Michelle wailed in pain, and wildly began slamming punches into the bigger woman’s body trying to free herself from the headlock. “I’ll pop this silicone sack slut!” Amy hissed. The hunched over hottie’s breast was squeezed and mauled while the bigger woman’s body took a few punches from the beaten beauty. The punches finally worked, Amy losing her grip on the blonde’s boob. Her suddenly free hand latched onto Michelle’s ponytail, just as the blonde’s hands found Amy’s shorter hair. Both girls were screaming and now ripped into each other both grabbing fistfuls of hair and began yanking wildly trying to rip out clumps of one another’s long locks.
Amy used her size advantage and whipped Michelle around and around and sent the blonde flying forward, stumbling into a lawn chair. The blonde almost lost her balance, briefly falling over the chair, and Amy was quick to follow up. Amy sprang into action and jumped right up onto Michelle's back, wrapping her in a bearhug, the entire weight of the larger woman was perched on the smaller blonde’s body. Michelle awkwardly thrashed about, straining with her arms trapped at her sides, the blonde teetering and tottering on 3-inch stilettos, and just maintaining her footing. Michelle wildly struggled to break free and just as it finally seemed she was starting to make some headway in her fight for freedom, Amy renewed her crushing bearhug, her strong arms encircling Michelle's chest preventing her from getting air to her deprived lungs and stopping the blonde in her tracks.
Amy pressed forward forcing Michelle to bend at the waist, but as Amy's feet lifted off the ground, she quickly grapevines them around Michelle's knees, forcing the blonde’s legs to slowly spread outward. “Ohhhh no!” Michelle gasped knowing she was about to topple to the ground. Leg’s straining, her sexy thighs quivered, yet Michelle couldn't remain upright with Amy's weight on her back and the bigger woman literally rode the blonde face-first to the ground. Amy’s hands immediately released the bearhug and went shooting into Michelle's long blonde hair and in seconds she secured a tight two-handed grip. Michelle was in trouble as Amy’s large ass was perched on her lower back when suddenly the bigger woman began yanking on the blonde’s hair and scrubbing her gorgeous face into the ground.
"Mpphhhh!" Michelle gasped as loose soil and dirt was forced into her nose and mouth as she struggled to breathe, while her face was dragged back and forth. Michelle's flawless face was soon covered with dirt, scrapes and scratches as the bigger woman showed no remorse as she whipped the blonde’s cheeks against the rough ground. "How's that feel you ugly bitch!!!" Amy screamed at the struggling blonde, yanking her off the ground by her ponytails, the bigger woman began dragging the aching beauty to her feet. With fists blazing, Amy made the first move and slammed a right cross blasting square into Michelle's rib cage. With nothing behind it, Michelle wound up throwing a weak telegraphed punch of her own that Amy managed to block. Amy drove a left fist shooting into the blonde’s washboard tight stomach that took her breath away and then went to work.
Sexy groans filled the air as Amy began to viciously work Michelle's incredible body over with grueling lefts and rights to her torso, each punch slamming home with tremendous force. Michelle was soon wheezing as Amy continued her body barrage, the blonde landing much weaker punches, which seemed to have little if any effect on the brunette. A fist exploded into Michelle's sore right breast and the blonde’s mouth shot open in a pained response. Michelle was in a world of trouble, now not throwing punches, instead she tried to shield her ribs and breasts from the barrage of fists. Just as Michelle began to stagger backward, Amy switched her attack and slammed a right fist slamming into Michelle's china doll face catching the Goddess flush in the lips. A left followed that and landed flush on her cheek and Michelle was ready to go down.
Amy latched onto a handful of long hair and drove the blonde’s face downward, while the in charge brunette powered several knees right into the blonde’s forehead. Michelle groaned and staggered lifelessly but was held in place and hunched over at the waist as her forehead and face was blasted by the brunette’s knee. Let go of the blonde’s hair, Amy cocked back her arm and let fly a huge punch that blasted into Michelle’s temple, the blonde stumbling backward. The dazed blonde fell forward chest first on the ground, her body and Amy was free to punt away at the blonde’s body. Shot after shot barreled into Michelle's incredible body and after a series of uncontested kicks all movement and sounds stopped.
The blonde looked to be out cold, but Amy apparently wasn’t done just yet. The brunette bent forward, and grabbed the blonde’s pigtails, yanking the lifeless Goddess to her feet. Michelle slowly began coming to, the blonde getting her bearing as the brunette was heading towards the huge food table. Amy charged forward with Michelle in tow and flung the stunned blonde flying right into the buffet style spread of food. “Ooooohh shiittt!” Michelle’s eyes flew open, the beauty tried to slow her momentum, but her heels caught little traction on the concrete patio. Michelle crashed head first into the table, her breasts landing directly on the serving platter of barbequed pork, the slimy sauce coating her meaty mounds.
Michelle gasped, and began pushing off the table, but Amy was right next to her and already waiting. The bigger brunette held a huge bucket of fiery hot wings, and just as Michelle began to rise Amy dumped the entire contents directly on top of her head. Chicken wings flew everywhere, and slowly the burning hot sauce dumped out of the bucket, globs landing on Michelle’s head. The thick red sauce dribbled down completely covering Michelle's face as the entire empty bucket now rested on the stunned beauties head. “Myyyyy eeeyyyyeesss! Oh fucckkk it brunnnnss!” A wild shriek filled the air, Michelle wailing as the hot sauce began running down into her eyes blinding her in pain. Amy was quick to capitalize as she slammed a kick into Michelle's stomach that doubled the blonde over, and sent the empty bucket flying from her head.
Michelle's once bright blonde hair was coated in the gooey hot sauce, her upper body and breasts dribbling thick slimy barbeque sauce. Frantically, the blonde pawed at her burning eyes, fighting through the pain of the kick, while somehow trying to locate Amy. Rubbing back and forth, Michelle smeared the sauce into her now burning eyes and the pain intensified ten fold. Amy stepped up latching onto the blonde’s hair and slammed Michelle face first onto a huge bowl of red punch that was mostly vodka with a little punch. Michelle was in shock as the icy liquid flooded up her nostrils, filling her mouth that was wide-open in mid-scream. Amy held tightly on the blonde’s ponytails and kept Michelle’s face submerged in the ice-cold liquid, preventing the blonde from taking in any air. Michelle wildly bucked and thrashed as she began panicking when instead of drawing in air she swallowed more of the alcohol laden drink.
Michelle swallowed another few mouthfuls before her face finally broke free of the liquid and the blonde spun free from Amy’s grasp. Michelle stumbled forward and blinked trying to get her bearing, but Amy was ready to get back to the ass kicking and the bigger gal slammed a right cross blasting square into Michelle's rib cage. Michelle’s wide-open stomach was hammered, and the blonde hottie gasped still wiping her eyes trying to regain her vision. Amy’s knuckled fists flew and sexy groans and moans filled the air as the in charge woman began to viciously work over Michelle's incredible body again, each punch slamming home with tremendous force. Michelle was soon wheezing as Amy continued her body barrage, the bigger woman showing no signs of slowing her assault.
Half drunk from the beating and chugging mouthfuls of the alcohol filled fruit punch, Michelle tripped forward right towards Amy. Amy’s hands latched onto the blonde’s ponytails and the bigger gal powered her kneecap lying upward hammering into Michelle’s face. Michelle soon stumbled backward and as Amy regained her footing and then dropped Michelle for the last time with an uppercut that rocked the blonde’s head whipping to the side. The dazed blonde fell forward chest first on the ground, her body glistening with sweat and lying lifelessly face down on the concrete. Amy bent forward, her talons latching onto the back of Michelle’s bikini strap, flicking her nails the material parted right down the middle. Michelle never stirred as she was hauled up to her feet, head lolling side to side as the material slid down her breasts.
Michelle’s right breast was already swollen, covered with pink gouges and streaked with claw marks, the blonde’s beefy nipples slowly hardening in the air. Michelle stumbled along as she was led back to the huge food table, the blonde’s breasts bouncing with each step. Her eyes remained closed and her upper body was pushed onto the table and slid forward until her ass stuck in the air almost pornographically as the thong parted her meaty cheeks. Amy slid the blonde’s legs upward, pushing her along until Michelle’s frame lay chest down on the table. Latching onto Michelle’s thighs, the bigger brunette flipped the unconscious beauty around, her meaty orbs sliding outward as her mouth hung open, eyes still closed.
Amy smiled as her hands clamped down on the blonde’s sexy thong, the evil woman began pulling the material downward. Having little trouble, the material slowly slid over Michelle’s meaty thighs, the blonde’s trimmed pubic mound on display. Sliding the thong off the beaten beauty, Michelle had no idea what was happening to her as Amy began jamming the material in the blonde’s mouth. Michelle still hadn’t stirred, the blonde left naked, save her high-heeled shoes, her thong now jammed in her mouth. The beaten beauty lay that way for some time until camera flashes and excited whispers brought her out of her slumber. Her heart dropped when her eyes fluttered opened, and it seemed everyone that went inside earlier had now returned back outside to the patio. The blonde’s head whipped side to side and she gagged, coughing and spitting out her thong, mortified as cell phones were snapping pictures and recording the action. One arm draped over her breasts, her other hand covering her exposed crotch, the blonde made a mad dash for her car trying to shield her exposed and aching body, as Amy and her friends laughed at the naked Goddess.
