End of
the Party
by
Ronin
c2001
It had been a wonderful party. Everyone said so. Greg Ashton, editor
and
publisher of Trojan Magazine for Men, had thrown a gala worthy of
Jay
Gatsby himself. There were musicians
and magicians, comedians and
clowns. All the guests had had an excellent
time. Now, as the sun was
just
peeping over the eastern horizon, the last, heartiest of the
revelers
were heading home, tired and content.
Only two people
remained.
Carlotta Rohaus, a big red headed Cuban
girl, had been the life of the
party. She had laughed with the women, flirted with
the men, and danced
with
anyone who wanted to be seen with her.
Sometime during the night,
she had formed everyone into a conga line. She had a charming,
infectious
laugh. She was wearing a little red cocktail dress that left
little to
the imagination. Carlotta had been featured in the May issue
of
Trojan. Most people found her
irresistible.
Robin Peterson was definitely in the
minority. She was Miss August.
The big
blonde had played hostess to the affair.
She had worked hard to
see
that each person had enough to eat and drink.
She was tired. She
wanted
to go to bed. Carlotta's antics had
grated on her nerves. It
seemed
to her that while she had labored hard to make the party a
success,
the red head had basked in the spotlight.
She even managed to
monopolize
Greg. Robin agreed to be the hostess
because Greg had asked
her. The blonde
wore a strapless evening gown that accentuated her
shapely
figure.
"Don't you think you should go home,
now?" Robin suggested to the red
head.
"Oh, not me, sister." Carlotta
responded, "I'm staying with Greg.
You
can go
home."
"Greg agreed that I'd stay with him
'til the clean up crew finished its
work."
Robin informed the party girl. Taking
Carlotta firmly by the
arm,
the big blonde began to lead the red
head to the door of the
mansion.
"Get your dirty hands off me,
Slut." Carlotta demanded, jerking her arm
away,
"I'm not going anywhere!"
She backhanded Robin across the face,
leaving a large welt on the big
blonde's
cheek.
"Take your dress off!" Robin
said through clenched teeth.
"Huh?" Carlotta asked,
"What for?"
"So you'll have something to wear
home after I tear you apart." was
Robin's
answer.
Carlotta smiled. "You're challenging
me to a fight, Missy?" Taking the
front
of Robin's dress in both hands, the tempestuous red head ripped
downward,
shredding Robin's garment. The big
blonde let out an
enraged
scream. She punched the Cuban girl with
such force that
Carlotta
staggered backwards. Stripped to the
waist, the big blonde
shed
her ruined gown. She stood defiantly,
clad only in her bra,
panties,
garter belt, and stockings. Carlotta
laughed, "You look like a
plucked
chicken!" she told her rival.
"What's the matter," Robin
rejoined, "afraid to show what you've got?"
Without even blinking, Carlotta let her
dress fall to the floor. She
wore
only a bra and panties. Both were of
red lace. The two
adversaries
took a moment to notice each other's magnificent body. Then,
with
the abruptness of a summer storm, they collided. They both grunted
with
the impact. Each tried to gain a good
hold on the other. For a
few
moments they stood body to body, locked in each other's grasp.
Suddenly,
Robin lifted her opponent off her feet and dumped her to the
floor. Though cushioned by the thick carpet, the
fall stunned the big
red
head. It took a second or two for
Carlotta to get to her feet. In
that
time, Robin unfastened the red lace bra, and uncovered her rival's
impressive
boobs.
"I'll give this to Greg the next time
I see him." the big blonde said
with a
chuckle, dangling the bra in front of Carlotta. With an angry
bellow,
Carlotta rammed her shoulder into the blonde woman's middle.
Robin
fell backwards, Carlotta on top of her.
The breath knocked out of
her,
Robin was helpless as her rival punched and kneed her. Carlotta
was
like an animal, determined to maul her prey.
Using her teeth, she
rent
Robin's bra from her body.
Finally, Robin was able to kick her
opponent away from her. Both
vixens
got to their feet. Their large breasts
heaved as they breathed
deeply. Carlotta seized Robin's tits in both hands,
twisting them
cruelly. Robin retaliated by grabbing Carlotta's
boobs, kneading them.
For
over three minutes, they stood in the middle of the room, torturing
one
another. Their faces were masks of pain
and determination. Sweat
poured
from their bodies. Neither woman gave
any thought to surrender.
Then, Carlotta whimpered. Robin smiled, squeezing harder. She knew
she was winning. The red head's eyes began
to fill with tears, as she
slowly
sank to her knees. She relinquished her
hold on the big blonde's
mammaries
to grab Robin's wrists. She tried in
vain to tear her rival's
hands
from her chest. On her knees now,
Carlotta pleaded for mercy.
Robin
only laughed. Carlotta sobbed.
After a while, the big blonde beauty released her excruciating hold.
Carlotta
folded her arms across her chest, rocking back and forth in
abject
misery. Robin grabbed Carlotta by her
scarlet locks, hauling the
beaten
girl to her feet. One hand holding her
vanquished rival
upright,
Robin pulled Carlotta's red panties down below her knees. The
red
head shrieked in agony as her pubic
hair was yanked out by the
roots.
"Do you give up?" Robin asked,
"Will you leave Greg to me?"
"Go to hell!" was Carlotta's
defiant reply.
"Have it your way." Robin
said. She hoisted the defeated girl
onto her
shoulders. Carlotta was facing the ceiling. Robin
took the red
head's
chin in one hand, and a shapely leg in the other. The big
blonde bombshell pulled down on both. Carlotta 's screams were
deafening,
as she felt herself being broken in two.
The pain in her
back
was like nothing she had ever felt before.
"Are you going to leave this house,
and never come back?' Robin asked.
"Yes, God yes!" Carlotta
answered, "Please let me go. I
won't come
back. I
promise!"
Satisfied, Robin let Carlotta's broken
body fall to the floor with a
muffled
thud.
The blonde dragged the red head
by the hair out the door.
Carlotta
was
left naked on the front lawn.
As she came back in the house, Robin heard
Greg call her name. "I'm
coming
up, Darling." she called back, "I just had to take out some
trash."