Welcome everybody!
This is my debut - first full story ever written. I would describe it as a rough and dirty catfight story, inspired by real conflict between two existing girls.
I'm looking forward for all your comments, feedback and advices - please feel free to let me know what you would improve or where you would like this story to be more focused. This will be great value for me and my future stories.
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AGNES vs VIOLA in a dirty catfight to the finish,
There was always, from a very beginning, a tension between Agnes and Viola, like this two were natural alpha rivals in narrow territory created by group of friends that their boyfriends are hanging out with. Sometimes such animosity is smoothened by the time, but here it was opposite. Every month the hatered was growing. Both girls were gossiping behind each other backs and make slutty comments directly to each other. The things go only worse, when they simultaneously tried to seduce each other boyfriends: Daniel and Natan.
Still, they have mutual friends. Therefore, when Alexandra was inviting dozen of her girlfriends for night girl party, she decided to include also Agnes and Viola, beside their mutual animosity. Party was supposed to take advantage on the fact that Alex husband was leaving into business trip. Plan was to make it as a slumber party, with lot of wine, female chatting, and with dress code as pijamas and nightdresses.
As party started, the tension started to grow, and the available drinks didn’t make it any better. First both ladies were sitting in opposite sides of the room, glaring hatefully at each other. They were both dressed in skimpy night dresses, like if they tried to show each other superiority of her femine assets. Didn’t take long as they approached each other and started slutty trash talk. Alexandra was trying to settle thinks out with jokes and some games, but this makes things only worse. Girls first insulted each other in truth or dare game, and than Viola challanged Agnes into kissing contest.
Other girls are taking little aback, looking in astonishment this two well endowed beauties approaching each other on their knees. They are grabbing each other by the hairs, and starting full kiss. It quickly become clear that this is more about suffocate the other with the tongue, then on who is better kisser. They struggle for couple minutes, first Viola, and than Agnes taking the advantage. Finally Viola couldn’t take it no longer. She jerk her head, pushing her opponent away, and taking few steps back on her knees, gasping havily for air. She is angry that she lost, and Agnes is looking at this with a grin of satisfaction, which infuriates Viola even more.
„Stop smiling, bitch!” – she shout at Agnes – „This proves nothing”
„Proves everything. I outkissed you, slut. I’m better”
„Oh really” – Viola stands on her feets, with strange, challanging grim on her face – „Maybe ask Daniel, which of us kiss better. And which fucks better!” – she spat, blind with hatered.
Agnes is taken aback, but only for a moment. She slowly rise on her feets as well, her cheeks blushing with anger – „This is bullshit, slut!”
„Than how I know about this small scar, that Daniel have on side of his huge dick?”
Agnes is standing speechless, while Viola is triumphantly look for her, pushing her ample chest forward. Other girls, that are watching this spectacle, are gasping with amazement, exchanging surprised looks.
„Well” – Agnes voice is trembling from anger – „Then we have a draw. Because I’m fucking Nathan. Blowed him this morning”
Now Viola is taken aback. She gasped – „You are lie…”, but Agnes interrupts her.
„Don’t believe? He has that fancy tattoo of a snake on bottom of his dick, don’t he?”
They are standing there, dressed only in skimpy night dresses, panting with anger, both of them boiling with hatered. Staring at each other eyes with the lust to wipe the rival, tear the other apart into pieces. Other girls are overwhelmed by this tremendous tension, sparks almost flying, they are afraid to move or speak, holding their breaths.
Viola is first to make a step forward.
„Bitch, I will fucking kill you”
Agnes is rushing forward her.
„Bring it on, slut!”
They are lunging at each other, like two hungry beasts desperate to devour the other, their bodies collide with laud smack! They are sinking fingers into each other's long brown and blonde hairs and jerk them with fury, as they roll and mash their firm tits together, staggering against the wall.
Stumbling viciously around the room, grunting and snoring in each other faces, crashing violently into walls and furniture. They land in the corner of the room, bended in half, side by side, their backs lean against the wall, mercilessly tearing each other long tresses. They are two beautfull girls fighting like animals.
Agnes is still pulling hairs of her opponent, when Viola grab with one hand bottom of Agnes’s dress and jerk it forward onto her head, so that is exposing her rival ass and bosom. Agnes, blinded by dress and confused, is loosing her hold on Viola hairs.
Viola bang Agnes head, still covered by dress, against the wall, once, twice, dazzling the blonde. She swing her fist, but before she slap, Agnes kicks wildly, placing her knee right into Viola belly. Viola staggers to the center of the room.
Both girls separated, panting heavily and taking time to regain their strenghts. Their long hairs are in mess, dresses are slightly torn. Agnes takes dress off, releasing her head free, and toss it aside. Viola is looking at her, and than she repeat her opponent move, moving step back and taking her night dress off as well. They are standing stark naked in front of each other, their full breasts waving up and down.
Agnes spats - „Finally, bitch. I will tear you off!”
Viola - „Come on than, slut…” – she puts her chest forward
They are equally matched, similar height, both well endowed, with Agnes’s rack being slightly fuller, while Viola’s boobs are somehow more coneshaped, with larger, more dark aureolas. Viola’s pubes are almost shaved, with small narrow landing strip leading to her pussy. Agnes has trimmed, but slightly longer pussy hairs in the shape of triangle.
Other girls, among which the initial shock is replaced by excitment, and sensing the hatered between this two, starts to encourage the opponents.
„Go for it!” „You both want it!” „Get it on!”
The crowd divide, some girls cheering for Viola, others for Agnes.
"Kick her ass, Viola!”
Give her lesson, Agnes!”
The girls are circling each other angrily, hands outstretched, looking for opening in each other defenses, and exchanging the insults.
Agnes spats - "Cock-sucking slut! I'll teach you to keep your hands off my man!”
Viola - „You will be no match for him once I'll rip your sagging tits off your chest, whore!"
Agnes - „Looks who’s talking! Yours flabby boobs are pathetic!”
Viola - „You cxnt! I will tear your tits apart!”
Agnes - „Try me, bitch!”
Both women rushed at each other like two furious animals, clashing middle of the room, and immidiately sinking their long sharp fingernails into each other soft breasts. They are clawing and pulling with both hands, stumbling around the room, moaning and crying in pain.
Agnes pull her sharp nails down and across Viola juggs, making few bloody scratches. Viola squeal, and raked her claws down Agnes’s tits from base to nipple, leaving several ugly furrows.
The battle is intensifying, as each rival is putting all efforts to destroy the other bust. Each girl is squealing and screaming in agony as her rival is tearing skin and leaving long, ugly scratches in her young breasts.
„That’s it, Agnes! Dug deep in her tits!” – screamed someone from the crowd.
„Good, Viola! Rip her juggs off! – cheered some other girl.
Both Viola and Agnes are on the verge of pain, choking back their tears and moaning laudly. Letting go of Agnes’s mauled tits, Viola sink her hands deep into the rival scalp, pulling. Agnes yelp, and grabs handful of Viola tangled long hairs in retaliation.
They slam their scratched tits into other battered boobs, and stumble back and forth, still on their feets. For few minutes, they continue to rip each other hairs, while clashing and squeezing their battered jugs together. Exhaused, they curse and cry into each other faces.
Viola - „Awww.. You cxnt, I hate you!”
Agnes - „Ohhh… hate you more, bitch!”
Viola - „Slut, I will kill you”
Clumps of their long, once beautiful hairs are lying on the carpet, torn out from their scalps. Finally Viola is finishing this stalemate by janking Agnes hairs with particular strong tug, and tripping her with her leg at the same time. Both rivals crash on the floor.
Viola takes advantage on dazzled Agnes, and is jumping on her, straddling her arms. She is facing Agnes foots, placing her full, bare ass directly on Agnes face, choking her.
Agnes legs starts to kick widely, and Viola is slamming her rival hard in the belly, once, than twice. Than she grabs her opponent pubes and yank them hard!
„Stop kicking bitch, or I will rip your cxnt apart!” – Viola shout, tearing Agnes pubes out.
Kicking stops, as Agnes is now in pain, tired and scared. Viola is also panting hard, gasping for air.
Viola - „Now, bitch… let’s see… what you are made off… girls, curious what this slut… have between her legs?”
Agnes muffled howl is almost impossible to hear. She shake, but Viola’s facesitting hold keeps her in place.
Most other girls are taken aback.
„I think she is done…” – the host, Alexandra is starting to speak.
„I will tell you when she is done!” – shouted Viola, as she grabs Agnes pussy lips with both hands and yank hard, spreading them and showing Agnes’s cxnt to the audience.
She grin with satisfaction, when suddenly her face is twisted with pain. Like a wild, desperate animal, Agnes is clashing her teeths hard on Viola’s ass, and than kicks with her leg, hitting with her knee Viola in head.
Dazzled brunette roll away, crying in pain and holding side of her head. Agnes leaps to a sitting position, holding her pussy and gasping heavily for air. They lay on their sides, three metres apart, exhaused. Panting, they look at each other with pure carnage in their eyes.
Other girls are silent, thinking that this is the moment both of women will take some rest and reflect that this goes too far, but none reflection is taken. Both rivals are just joining each other into kneeling position, being on all fours, and rush towards her enemy.
Agnes – „Bitch, you will pay for that! I will rip your tits apart!”
Viola – „Bring it, you stinking slut!”
They are lunging at each other with some wild scream of pure hatered, both clashing their fingernails on her enemy battered bosom. This time, they are not scratching nor pinching. They just grab rivals breast with both hand, and squeeze with all strenght that they still have, screaming from both pain and fury.
Flash oozing between fingers, nails raking the flash and drawing blood, each breast like massive baloon filled with water, baloon that they want to pop. They keep this hold with their fingernails and pull those bruised mammaries down and aside, stretching them beyond any measure possible.
„Damn, they are going to rip those!” – one girl shout, looking at them in horror.
„That’s it, Agnes! Make her pay!” – screams another
„Tear those juggs away, Viola!” – someone cheers loud.
Droplets of blood are starting to oozing between both girls fingers, when suddenly Viola release one of her hand and starts to slap widely Agnes face. Agnes shake her head once, than twice, but after particulary strong blow, she change her tactics.
She grabs Viola’s tangled hairs by her left hand and push her face forward into clutch, bringing their noses together and tearing some more hairs of Viola on the occasion.
They spat and hiss into each other faces, now inches apart, still mauling rivals breast with one hand. Agnes is still pulling Viola hairs with her other hand, when Viola stops slapping and instead bring her nails on enemy face, scratching mercilessly.
Agnes screams – „Aaaaaahhhh, bitch!”, when Viola’s leaves four bloody marks on her right cheek. Agnes lean forward and bite Viola’s cheek in return with her teeths. Face scratching fury is unleashed, as well as biting into each other.
Girls, put into some new kind of frenzy, claw each other backs, necks, shoulders, while clenching their teeths on rival noses, cheeks and jaws. Still, they are jerking one breast with their right hand, other hand either scratching or pulling into rival hair, tearing them apart.
Agnes clamp her teeth on lower lip of Viola, exposing her upper lip, which is bitten by her rival immidiately. They groan, entangled in this mutual grip, chewing and slashing, eyes shut from the pain.
„Rip her cxnt off!” – girls from crowd is shouting, not adressing this to any woman specific.
Both Viola and Agnes release their jaw hold. They both gasped for air, and than, in a blink of eye, they free each other bruised breast and simultaneously strike hand between the rival thighs.
Staring into each other eyes, forhead to forhead, hissing like alley cats, they bend their fingers into claws and dig them deep into other womenhood.
Holding each other close by hairs with other hand, they rake their nails through each other pussies, leaving long, bloody scratches. They gasp and cry into each other face, overewhelmed by pain.
Their assess and thighs start to tremble like jello, heads on each other shoulders, while their fingers are constantly digging deep into cxnt lips, ripping soft flash apart.
Agnes – „Fuck, let goo!!”
Viola – „You let go, bitch!”
Agnes – „Give up, slut! Give up!!”
Viola – „No, you giiiive!”
Viola suddenly screams all laud, tearing her head up. Her face is all about pain, gasping in agony, as Agnes fingernails obviously found extremly sensitive spot. Agnes grin into her rival face, but before she can dug this spot again, Viola is strike her with her forehead, knocking her back.
Agnes fall on her back, dazzled. Viola sit on her already clawed and bitten buttocks, gasping havily, exhaused to the limit. Agnes slowly joined her into sitting position, panting loudly, only one meter away from each other.
Crowd of spectators mutter, horrified by the look of this once beautiful women. They are both looking like maidens of carnage. Their naked, battered and scratched bodies, are glistening from sweat mixed with droplets of blood.
Having started with smooth, unblemished tits, Agnes and Viola now had ugly scratches, deep cuts, and wicked, dark bruises. Their young, once full and perky breasts are now swollen and pulled out, dangling from their chests like pumped off baloons.
Hairs are tangled and torn out, in some head areas white scalps are shining. Their faces are in mess, bitten, scratched, wet with tears, blood and saliva. They are sobbing laundly, looking at their battered bodies.
Viola is crying, looking at her bruised breasts – „You bitch… look what you did…”
Agnes is just sobbing in silence, looking in disbelief at her own tattered jugs.
They raise their eyes at each other, with some frightening desperation in their faces. Viola roll herself up to her knees, and finding Agnes still trying to get up, lunge at her and grab her twat with both hands, screaming.
Viola - „Bitch, I tear it off of you!”
Agnes is being pushed into a sitting position at this violation of her womanhood. Instead of retreating, she is striking back and sink both her hands into Viola equally vulnerable cxnt, hissing
Agnes - „I will rip yours into shreds, slut!”
Both are trying to get best hold on their sticky, pink folds of the vulva as well as their swollen pussy lips. It seems like they are trying to tear them off the others body. Their fingers moving constantly, trying to correct the grip and then clenching and jerking mercilessly.
Instead of screams, there is simply a constant moaning and crying as the combination of pain and exhaustion is taking it's toll.
Viola is no longer on her knees, she is falling into sitting position, on her scratched buttocks, when suddenly Agnes strike her fist into her rivals hole. Viola's eyes are rolling back, as she fall back, as her rival fist disappear in her mauled vagina. Crowd is gasping as it seems that she will pass away, but either the pain, or the hatred, let her came back and jam her own fist into Agnes’s bruised cxnt.
Both girls are crying at top of their lungs now, directly into each other faces, as they are ramming their fists deep into each other twats, literally making rape on each other.
Salvia is dropping from their mounths, their bellies and breasts are shaking from the tremendous pain, as their fists are moving in and out. This vicious acts of violence continue, as minutes are passing. Their bruised, swollen cxnts starts to make slippery farting noises with every push of the fist.
Viola – „I will…. fuck you up raw… slut!”
Agnes – „Will first pump… the shit… out of you, whore!”
Suddenly Viola raise the bar even more, by clawing her fist while inside of Agnes, and rip her nails into soft, pink flash of her vagina inner walls.
Agnes squeal in agony, and in desperate attack she is lunging forward, grabbing Viola’s throat with both hands. Viola fall on her back, her wet fist slipped out from Agnes's loving hole. She is bucking widely, tugging Agnes on her side. She grabs Agnes's wrist, scratching, but as the rival is not loosing grip, she decide to instead launch her hands on Agnes's neck as well.
„We need to stop this” – cries someone from the crowd, but no one is moving, all frozen in terror, as this two rivals lay side by side, hands squeezing each other necks, mouth open in a silent scream, thumbs trying to crush each other throat.
Their legs first kicking, than just shaking and bucking, finally laying still, as this two hold each other in this death grip, seconds passing.
Suddenly Viola’s eyes rolled away, and her hold first weaken, than slipped from Agnes neck. Agnes is still holding her rival by the throat with one hand, other hand starts slapping Viola’s face and body.
With each slap Agnes’s sobbing – „take it bitch… you bitch… take it…”
Other girls finally shake off from the shock, and jump on their feets, tossing Agnes away from her opponent. Some of girls stays with her, others gather around unconcious Viola, trying to bring her back to senses. Alexandra is calling an ambulance, speaking to the phone with her voice trembling.
Agnes is just sitting against the wall, gasping for air, not responding into other girls, her all body shaking from the tremendous pain and from exhausion. She looks at bruised, battered Viola, still unconcious and surrounded by other girls. She has won, but only by single hair.
(END)
