THE REDHEAD CONFLICT by Bandit

My name is Pete. My girlfriend, Melissa, has provided me with hours of excitement both in bed and in her fighting exploits. A remark she made during her last match regarding redheads being over-rated, solicited a response from Steve. His wife Valerie was a redhead and would be more than willing to prove to Melissa that she was wrong.

The prospect of these two women tangling was too exciting to ignore so I investigated the matter more. Valerie is 5' 4” 126 pounds; 38-28-36. Her hair is long flowing past her shoulders. She is also 46 years old; old enough to be Melissa's mother. Steve and Valerie also lived in Italy .

The fighting gods where on our sides though. Steve had to come over on a business trip for four days and was bringing Valerie with him. His trip would take them to a city eight hours drive from where we live and wondered if we could meet; more importantly if Valerie and Melissa could meet. Melissa and I couldn't resist this opportunity and plans where made and dates where set.

Valerie and Steve where to arrive on Wednesday and leave on Sunday, so we decided to meet on Saturday at their hotel. We where to meet them in the dining room at 1800 for dinner. The reservation would be in their name.

I could hardly wait, but finally the day arrived. I verified that Steve was registered at the hotel. We left home at 0800 and arrived at the hotel at 1600 and checked into our room. We both stripped and got into the shower together. After a short shower, I carried Melissa to the bed and relieved the pressure that was built up in my loin.

“You get so excited before you watch me fight.” said Melissa. “I love it when you are this horny.”

I love it too. Melissa and I got dressed and had a drink. Melissa put on a pair of white thong panties and that white, backless and very short dress that almost takes ones breath away. We made our way down to the dining room for this much anticipated meeting. We where directed to Steve and Valerie's table. They where a handsome couple. Steve was not a tall man and was in his mid forties with a touch of grey on his temples, distinguished looking and smartly dressed. Valerie was exactly as advertised. She looked her age of mid forties but she was in tremendous shape from what I could tell. She was dressed in a conservative white silk blouse, showing some cleavage, and a loose fitting pair of black dress pants. Her black shoes had heels making her as tall as Melissa.

After a few drinks and a delightful dinner, we where invited back to Steve and Valerie's room. It was a large hotel room with a single king sized bed and a bar/kitchen area with a set of chairs, a round table and a sofa under the window. They had cleared an area as well as possible for the pending events.

Steve got us all a drink and we sat at the table to discuss the match. The girls had been very gracious and friendly towards each other this point. Steve wanted to see a no-holds barred catfight with both girls starting fully dressed.

Melissa dismissed that idea right away.

“I'm not fighting in this dress.” She stated firmly.

“What's the matter?” teased Valerie. “Afraid of getting stripped in front of your boy friend.”

“You will be the one getting stripped.” promised Melissa.

“I don't want any biting or scratching either.” stated Melissa.

Finally, we got the rules agreed to. Melissa would remove her dress before the match and Valerie would start fully dressed to satisfy Steve. There would be no biting or scratching. I'm not sure how we where going to enforce the rules but I don't think anybody cared at this point. I agreed with Melissa. In a spontaneous catfight, there are no rules, but a match pre-planned like this one, there is no point in getting scarred for life and perfectly good dress ruined.

Melissa stood up and slipped off her flat shoes and slipped out of her dress. I knew that body well but both Valerie and Steve stared at this near perfect form. I am sure I heard Steve gasp as the bulge in his pants grew bigger. Those white thong panties did not hide a lot. The redhead smiled confidently as she slipped off her shoes. Now she looked shorter than my girl as she approached Melissa.

“ I'm going to strip you naked, beat you up, make you submit, tie you up and fuck your boyfriend right in front of you.” stated Valerie confidently.

“We'll see.” said Melissa.

“Talk is cheap.” said Steve. “There is only one way to prove who is the toughest. Let's see a fight.”

Steve and I settled onto the sofa to watch the action. My heart was beating rapidly. I had been waiting for this moment for a long time and now it was here. Steve was as excited as I was. Steve and I had placed a small bet on the outcome. I would gladly lose to see this fight.

Valerie was the aggressor as she approached the blonde. They locked arms as they struggled near the bed. The redhead was trying to get a side headlock on Melissa. The blonde was trying to avoid this but finally Valerie got her arm around her opponent's neck. Valerie tried to twist the blonde to the floor but Melissa was resisting. Finally, the girls went down, Valerie on top in control of the headlock. The blonde twisted her near naked body over onto her stomach before the redhead could secure the hold. Melissa tried to pull her legs under herself. She clawed away at her opponent and I noticed a couple buttons open on her blouse exposing a well filled lacy white bra.

Before Melissa could escape, Valerie scrambled onto the blonde's back, pinning her down. The headlock was now a chin lock. Valerie pulled back and squeezed. Melissa's neck was an incredible angle as pulled at the arm around her neck. The blonde managed to push her way over onto her side causing Valerie to her side as well. The redhead locked her position further by securing a tight body scissors around Melissa's waist. The blonde winced in pain as she felt the pain around her middle. Melissa rolled over to sitting position in an attempt to escape. Valerie went with her, sitting behind the blonde now still with the body scissors. She released the blonde's neck and cupped Melissa's chin in the palms of her hands and pulled. Melissa's head was forced back against her opponent's chest. Melissa's full breasts shimmered as they exploded from her chest. She tried to pull Valerie's hands away from her chin but without success.

Melissa reached down and desperately grabbed two handfuls soft thigh flesh on the back of Valerie's legs and squeezed. Even through the fabric, it felt like a horse bite. The redhead quickly released her opponent. Melissa was happy to be free and quickly got to her feet. She turned to face her opponent. Valerie was just getting to her feet. She turned to face the blonde and was tackled. Melissa drove the redhead to the floor on her back heavily. The blonde straddled the startled redhead and tore open her blouse, fully exposing the lace pushup bra. Melissa then grabbed the bra between the cups and stood up, trying to pull the redhead up. Valerie's upper body was lifted off the floor and then fell back down as the bra clasp snapped between the cups. The redhead rolled over onto her stomach, covering her breasts. Melissa pounced on the girl's back, grabbed the blouse, stood up, tearing the garment from her opponent's back. Melissa tossed the garment away. Valerie scrambled to her feet. She took her shredded bra and let it fall off her arms to the floor.

Valerie's breasts where not as full and firm as Melissa's and gravity had definitely caught up to them. They sagged slightly and flopped from side to side as she moved. The nipples where fairly large and pointed downward slightly. The nipples and areola where brown. She still looked good.

Valerie looked annoyed as she charged the blonde. Melissa was caught by surprise as Valerie dug both hands deep into the blonde's hair. Both girls tumbled across the bed; Valerie on top in a tangle of legs. She was putting the blonde through serious pain as she tore at the blonde trusses. Melissa was on the defensive, trying to stop her hair from being pulled out by the roots.

Melissa went on the offensive. Those large, dangling, swaying tits hanging above where an excellent target. Valerie let a scream and clutched at her chest as Melissa clamped on to those large breasts and squeezed. The redhead was now on her back in extreme pain as Melissa was on top now.

Melissa released her claw-like grip and climbed off of her opponent. As Valerie was nursing her aching breasts, the blonde unhooked the redhead's pants and yanked them from her legs before Valerie was aware what was happening. The pulling and tugging left Valerie sitting on the floor beside the bed dressed only in a pair of white lace bikini panties. Melissa tossed the pants aside and went to grab Valerie by the hair to pull her to her feet. Suddenly, like two pistons, the redhead struck out with her feet and hit Melissa right in the stomach. The air rushed out of the blonde as she turned away from her opponent and grabbed her stomach. Valerie seized this opportunity to attack. She grabbed the blonde's panties and pulled them down around her ankles. Before Melissa could react, Valerie grabbed her by the ankles and tripped her flat on her face. The redhead finished removing Melissa's panties and leapt astride the blonde's back. Using the panties as a weapon, she wrapped around the blonde's neck and pulled. Melissa clutched at her throat as the air was being cut off. The panties didn't make a good weapon as they ripped allowing Melissa to breathe once again.

The girls rolled to their sides. Valerie remained in control as she locked on another body scissors around Melissa's waist from behind and secured another chin lock. Melissa struggled over onto her back but was still caught in the cobra- like body scissors. Steve got his first look at Melissa's neatly trimmed and now naked pussy as she fought to get free.

Valerie twisted on top, straddling the blonde's middle. Melissa was relieved to be able to breathe again, but her relief was short lived as Valerie took control of her wrists, pinning her arms above her head and applying a perfect school girl pin. The red head was sitting high on Melissa's chest. The blonde's firm breasts giggled as the nipples pointed towards the ceiling. Her hips bounced and her legs kicked. Her naked pussy exposed for all to see. Melissa was unable to dislodge her opponent and finally, rested, her chest and stomach heaving rapidly.

The blonde's panties where laying on the floor and Valerie reached for them. By leaning over, she gave Melissa the opening she needed and bucked the redhead off over her head. The blonde quickly scrambled away and turned to face her opponent on her knees. Valerie got to her feet and attacked Melissa. As she approached Melissa, the blonde grabbed the redhead around the knees and tripped her to the floor on her back. Valerie was surprised at the blonde's quickness and landed heavily, winding her momentarily.

Melissa was on the redhead quickly. She hooked her opponent's panties by the waistband and removed them easily. The redhead was now naked. She had a lot of pubic hair and was not as neatly trimmed as the blonde, but I wasn't complaining. The hair was red and looked just fine to me. Melissa was twirling Valerie's panties over her head like a fine trophy. That seemed to piss the redhead off as she got to her feet and tried to retrieve the garment from the blonde.

Valerie managed to grab her panties, but she was left exposed as Melissa took advantage. The blonde seized the redhead's right wrist, and with a trip and leverage on to arm, she forced Valerie face first to the floor. Melissa quickly straddled her naked opponent and forced her right arm into a painful hammerlock position. Valerie had made a critical error and she knew it. The redhead yelped and contorted her face as the blonde applied the pressure. Melissa pulled Valerie's head off the floor by the hair and ordered her to give.

Valerie paddled the floor with her legs. Her large round buttocks giggled like jello as she struggled. The pain was tremendous. Valerie tried to grab at her hair to relieve the torture. Melissa took this opportunity to hook Valerie's left arm in a half of a full nelson and attempted to roll her opponent over onto her back. A battle of wills took place as the redhead resisted with all her might. She knew she was in bigger trouble if Melissa got her over.

It was an amazing struggle but finally Melissa prevailed and Valerie was on her back. Her right arm was still in the hammer position under her and was starting to go numb. Melissa was sitting high on her opponent's chest and redhead's left arm was pinned to the floor above her head. Melissa slid down low on Valerie's torso and pinned her opponent's body with hers. Melissa's full breasts cuddled around the redhead's neck like a fine scarf. Valerie's arm was still trapped under her, now with no feeling.

Melissa was trying to control Valerie's legs in a grapevine. The redhead was fighting to avoid getting hooked but Melissa's long powerful legs finally accomplished their mission. If you are going to block a grapevine, you must do it early. The further the hold is applied, the more your legs are spread, the less ability you have to fight back. Melissa had the grapevine on and was quickly spreading her opponent's legs farther and farther, rocking slightly to exaggerate the hold. Valerie was in trouble. I thought Steve was about to leap off the sofa as his wife's pussy was spread wide open, her legs muscles stretched to their limit.

Valerie was screaming in pain.

“The boys are watching your pussy get spread.” said Melissa.

“I give! I give!” squealed Valerie.

Melissa released the grapevine, sat up and rolled the redhead over onto her stomach again. Her right arm was still in hammer position and Melissa easily pulled the other arm in a hammer position as well. Sitting on redhead's back, Melissa grabbed Valerie's panties and was about to tie her wrist together.

“I got something better than that.” stated Steve. He got to his feet and got a black canvas bag from the end of the dresser. Fishing around in the bag he pulled out a pair of open handcuffs and handed them to Melissa.

“Tighten them up to the third click.” commanded Steve, tossing the bag onto the bed.

“What the hell are you doing Steve?” protested Valerie.

“Just trying to help.” said Steve. “You got beat. Now you have to pay.”

Steve still had a tent inside his pants as he sat back down on the sofa and slipped me my victory winnings.

Melissa put the handcuffs on her helpless opponent and pulled her to her feet by the hair and marched the naked redhead over to face us on the sofa.

“Looks like your lady is over-rated after all.” taunted Melissa.

Valerie seemed embarrassed that she had been beaten by a girl almost 20 years her junior. Melissa directed the redhead over to the bed by the hair and threw her onto the bed length-wise on her back. The blonde took a sitting position on the girl's belly, facing forward. Valerie's naked breasts flopped to the sides as age had taken some of their firmness.

“What other toys do you have in hear?” wondered Melissa as she searched through the bag.

“What are these?” asked the blonde, holding up a pair of straps fastened together with a clasp.

“Ankle cuffs.” answered Steve.

Melissa turned around and straddling Valerie's thighs, she put the ankle cuffs in place on her opponent and hooked them together. The blonde turned back around and continued to search the bag, finally, dumping its contents on the bed. The bag contained every kind of bondage apparatus known from gags to blindfolds to feathers to rope. Melissa pushed all the stuff onto the floor.

“I don't need any of that stuff to torture you, my sweet.” said Melissa.

The next few minutes, Melissa spent using her tongue and fingers to turn Valerie into sexual turmoil. There is nothing like another woman to manipulate a female body into a state of total sexual chaos. The blonde spent an eternity teasing the redhead's nipples, turning the tips bright red and making them erect.

Melissa grabbed a pillow and pushed it under Valerie's head.

“Now you will make me happy.” said Melissa.

The blonde moved up until she was sitting on Valerie's face. She positioned her pussy over her opponent's mouth and demanded the redhead use her tongue to titillate her. Valerie resisted and twisted her head and protested. Melissa reached behind her took Valerie's nipples between her finger and thumb and squeezed. Valerie was forced to comply with Melissa's wishes. The blonde was enjoying the action as she gently pumped her pelvis in rhythm to Valerie's flicking tongue.

Melissa turned into a sixty-nine position and once again positioned her pussy over Valerie's mouth. Once again the redhead went to work on that beautiful blonde pussy. Melissa was busy too. She inserted her middle finger into Valerie's dripping pussy and massaged the clit as only another woman can. Both girls came violently, moaning in ecstasy.

Melissa finally got off the bed and came over to Steve. She pulled him to his feet by the hand and gave the wettest French kiss he had ever had. Steve responded by holding Melissa at the small of her back. I don't think Steve had ever held a woman like Melissa before.

“I'm going to let you finish the job.” said Melissa to Steve, referring to Valerie.

Melissa pulled on her dress and we left. Back in our room, I removed that white dress again and gave Melissa her victory trophy. I'm sure there was a reward for Valerie as well.

I finally got to see my wife wrestle a redhead and I can now die a happy man.