Debbie: Playground Catfight

After the prom, Nick and I continued our relationship. The phone calls and e-mails from Debbie were becoming less frequent, as our relationship became more solid. I yearned to mix it up with Debbie again; knowing that our fighting was for Nick and the satisfaction of dominating the other woman.

It was mid-June and Nick and I were invited to an open house at our friend's house. A month earlier, Nick helped the couple move in and also with some work around the home. The house warming party was in the afternoon, as family and friends came to stop by and celebrate the couple's new home. Nick and I got there about 2PM , and we got the grand tour. As our host finished our tour, I came across Debbie who had just entered. Immediately we shot daggers with our eyes at each other, and I became sexually aroused at the prospect of tangling with the slut once again! She was dressed in a denim skirt, displaying her long, lean legs and a tank top full of her robust chest, and of course her “fuck me pumps. The cleavage displayed caught all the guy's attention, and her long lean high-heeled legs sealed the deal as she entered the home. To say the least, I was ready to resume our rivalry as soon as she walked in!

I squeezed by our hosts, and offered to show Debbie around and give her the tour. The host caught by surprise at my statement said, “Sure! Knock yourself out.” I took Debbie by the arm with a tight squeeze making sure that I dug my nails into her forearm, and started to escort her around the house. We eventually made it into one of the spare bedrooms. She walked in behind me, and grabbed my arm and spun me around. “So you think you can take me slut! She said. “No! Bitch, I know I can.” I replied back to her in a hushed tone. We moved towards each other, with our chests puffed out and breathing deeply out our nostrils as we approached each other. We hit chest to chest, and I looked up at her and saw her give me a devilish smile. “I've been waiting a long time for this!” she said. We heard someone talking just outside the closed door to the bedroom, and we quickly separated. I straightened my white blouse, when a married couple walked in, as Debbie and I made for the door. I made some silly remark about how I liked the colors used in the room, as we exited to cover up the real motives for being in the bedroom.

Debbie disappeared in the growing crowd in the house. I walked out into the living room, where Debbie came in behind me, and said, “let's go outside.” As we walked out by the pool, I saw Nick watch Debbie and me. I shot him a quick smile, and then followed Debbie outside. We walked nonchalantly around the pool; people observing us probably thought that we were talking about the home, the area, or even the schools in the area, but we were plotting of how we were going to tear each other's hair and tits out. Debbie walked outside the pool area, and I followed after her. She again disappeared, and as I turned the corner she grabbed me by the arm and threw me against the wall of the house and pressed her body into mine. I could see our breasts bend and contort from the pressure of the other's chest; she took her right leg, and pushed out my left leg to force her pelvis into mine. I wanted to fight her right then and there; then she said, “we can't fight here, but dear we are gonna fight bitch!” I pushed her off of me, and said, “what about the playground at the end of the street?” “Great! She exclaimed, we can have ourselves a good old school yard fight! Let's get out of here, I can't wait to tear into ya' slut!” “Fuck you bitch, I can't wait to kick yer sorry ass, you old slut!” I whispered back at her.

We broke off our little chat, and I asked Nick for the keys to his truck. He said, ‘what going on Kath?” “Oh Debbie and I have an errand to run, and we are going to be awhile.” I said. “Really! Mark exclaimed. Where are you two going?” He asked. He knew damn well that we were leaving the party to fight, and he probably wanted to watch. “Can I come? He asked, but before I could respond, Debbie beat me to the punch and said, “In me slim, all night long after I kick this skank's ass.” She then pulled me away from Nick, and out the door we went. “Where to bitch?” she said. “Follow me,” I said. We hopped in our cars, and she followed me to the playground. It was late afternoon, and the sun was dipped below the numerous trees on the playground and it provided a cool breeze for our battleground, and some privacy from voyeurs and from an early end to our battle.

As we got out of our cars, the playground was deserted. I could hear the cool breeze blow between the trees, and feel it on my own chest through my tank top. My legs ached with anticipation, and the breeze blowing against my exposed skin, not protected from my shorts, caused the goose bumps on them. We both walked the site opposite each other, but carefully keeping an eye on the other. “This will do fine!” Debbie said. “Then let's get started,” I said. I quickly stretched my torso, arms and legs knowing that this would be a fight in which my stamina, flexibility and pain threshold would be challenged. Debbie just looked disgusted at me and said, “come on slut, I wanna fight, not go to aerobics!” “Fuck off! I said, and I approached her with my arms crossed across my chest, and my nerve still within me.

Her arms her crossed across her chest also, as we knew soon that we would both be attacking those assets with vigor, and venom. She jetted out her leg towards me as I approached her slowly. I threw my sunglasses off, as she poked me in my chest, and said, “Enough talk slut, we're here to fight!” I then grabbed her neck in an attempt to choke the fight, and will out of her. She grabbed my hand around her neck, and started to twist it off of her neck. She reached out for my hair, as my hand moved up and grabbed a hold also. I then kicked her in her precious pussy, and it doubled her over. I then used my other hand to grab some more of her hair. She quickly recovered, and the two of us now had each other in a bear hug, as we twisted against the chest of the other we tried to force the other down to the ground. I twisted and grabbed her head and neck from behind. Debbie lost her hold, and screamed out in pain. She then grabbed the back of my head by the hair, and forced me to move towards a picnic table. She then forced me head down on the table, as I scrambled to reach back and break her hold on my hair. She brought her leg up on the table, and used her pelvis to jam it into my pussy, and my stomach into the side of the picnic bench. I reached back and got a chokehold around her neck, and forced her closer to me; I then brought my left leg up for leverage against the picnic table.

Debbie was somehow able to lift me up by my thigh, and throw and pin me down on the picnic table. Debbie then started to scratch and claw at my breasts and nipples. Debbie leaned into me with her thighs and pussy, but I was able to slap her and push her off. I slapped her sunglasses right off her face. Debbie rushes at me again, and forces me to lose my balance on the picnic table. As I fall back, Debbie starts to choke me, as she puts her body between my legs. I try to choke Debbie as we struggle on the picnic bench. We stop choking each other, as we both rise up and begin to slap and throw punches on top of the picnic bench. Debbie puts her thigh around mine, as I reach around her waist pushing off my left knee to get her off the table like a game of “queen of the hill.”

Debbie attacks my breasts again with both her hands and nails. I start to claw and scratch her thigh with my right hand, and pull back on her hair and neck with my left hand. Debbie looked and reached down to stop my scratching and clawing, and I knee her once again in her big, juicy pussy! Debbie forces me to all fours, and then reaches around my waist to tear at my tits. But I'm quicker and I pivot and force her down on the picnic table. I now have two hand fulls of her hair, and I begin thumping her head down on the table. Debbie humps me off of her, and I roll over her and put her in a headlock, but Debbie breaks out of it as I almost fall off the picnic table. We are now both sitting on the table fighting with each other's hands in the other's hair. As we struggle, our bodies twist and now face each other, as our legs become tangled as we both kick into the flesh of the other. Debbie then slaps me across my face. I try to retaliate, but Debbie catches my hand before I make contact with her cheek.

Debbie pulls me by my hair, and onto her lap. “Ouch!” I scream as Debbie begins to tear into my chest with one hand, and pulls my hair with the other. I start to pull and tear at her flimsy tank top, and expose her chest, as she tightens her hold around my neck, and continues to tear at roots of hair out of my head. I pinch, and scratch her tender nipple, and Debbie releases her strangle hold around my neck and hair. I jump off the picnic table, and Debbie follows me down and we fight on the terra firma. I slap her as she dismounts the table, and she falls back. I move away from her as she regains her balance. She starts to run away, and I give chase. I quickly catch up to her as she is stumbling, and loses her balance. I tackle her, and force her down on the sandy portion of the playground.

As I tackled her I spun her down, and quickly launched myself on top of her. I land on her face and chest, and I quickly perform a reverse face sit on her. I tear at her chest as she reaches up to tear at my pair. Her legs are kicking as I grind my pussy on her horrified face. Debbie then bites my inner thigh near my pussy, and I jump off of the bitch! She gets up off the sand, and pulls my hair as I dig my nails into her fleshy thighs. She now has me down in the sand, and is soon hovering over me. I quickly attack her bouncing boobs, and tear at the fragile top off of her. She knocks my hands away, then reaches at her own top; pulls it over her head and unfastens her bra and tosses them. I am now looking up at her massive boobs! She lowers her breasts over my face, and cups her breasts over my face and mouth in an attempt to smother me out with her jugs.

“This is what Nick is going to be seeing soon, you sorry ass slut!” as Debbie mocks me, as she prepares to lower her boobs on my face again. I twist and move as much as I struggle to get her off of me. She forces her boobs into my face, then she get up to see my face. Debbie has this maniacal look. My hands initially trapped under her legs, become free and I latch onto her breast and squeeze them like utters on a cow. Debbie screams “Yeowww!”from the pain, and begins to squeeze my breasts. She then starts to removes my top and bra over my head, and in doing so Debbie loses her dominant position. We then roll in a lover's embrace across the sand. I can feel the soft, yet coarse sand in my crotch, as the two of us grind our thighs, and pelvis into each other's, and of course feel each other's breasts knock and rub against our own fine set. My legs and arms pythons the sweaty, sandy body of Debbie. She gets on top of me, and forces me down on my back in the sand. I take a handful of sand, and throw it in her face.

She moves back away from me, as she spits out the sand in her mouth. She then grabs a handful of sand herself, and nails me right in the eyes and mouth with her toss. I too gag, rub and spit out the sand. She moves it, and begins to pull me up by my hair to my feet. I begin to rise to my feet, and the tears in my eyes blur her movements, as she pushed me back. I suddenly fall on top of something, and to my surprise it is a slide. I hit the slide, and my legs kick out and I land with a thud on my ass. Debbie then grabs my legs, and slides her hands up to my thighs, and begins to take my shorts off. She then pulls are my pubic hairs, and inserts a finger into my love mound. I know what is coming next, my shorts and panties slide off as I grab the rails to the slide to hang on. Debbie pulls down her skirt and panties, and lowers herself on top of me. My right leg is hanging over the rail to the slide, and Debbie grabs my left leg and pulls it up and behind her back. She then starts to mount and hump me into oblivion.

Debbie uses her hands to grasp the rails of the slide for leverage and pulls her body into mine. I grab her skanky, sweaty sandy ass. The two of us are now fucking each other. I can feel her boobs move and bounce against mine. We begin to moan, and groan. I am calling her every name in the book, but the slut won't stop fucking me; she continues to grind her thigh, and pelvis into mine. The two of us are forming an X on the lower part of the slide. My naked butt's traction on the slides; keep the two of us from sliding down the slide and into the soft sand. I am near physical, emotional and sexual exhaustion. I can feel the pressure build up within me to orgasm to this slut. I fight off the urge, but her expertise and desire to make me cum finally overwhelms my hormonal urge to release, and I relent. I scream out “NNNNooooo!” Then release the juices and will to continue our battle.

Debbie feels the moisture from my pussy mix with hers, and she slows the tempo and pushes off of me. The two of us just lay in each other's arm, like boxers showing respect for each other's heart and soul after a fight. After awhile she stands up, and looks very wobbly as she tries to stand. She is standing at the foot of the slide, and over my waist, as I inch down the slide. Debbie brings her hand to her head, and attempts to straighten her hair. “Not so fast bitch!”I scream as I being stronger, and in better shape tackle Debbie to the ground. She falls like a football tackling dummy on the sand offering no resistance, and I hear an arrgghhg! Come from her lips. I quickly mount her, pull up her left leg with my right arm and lower my pussy onto hers and fuck her! As I stroke her pussy with mine, I can feel another orgasm coming on inside of me. I continue to grind, and probe my pussy against and into hers. I latch onto her breasts, and kneed them like bread. I tease her nipple, and I am amazed to see her eyes roll as she is experiencing an amazing orgasm like I had earlier. I can feel her juices fill the fissures, and crevices of our love mounds, and drip down our lovely, fatigued thighs.

After I satisfy myself sexually and physically, I sit on Debbie's stomach, run my hands through my hair and say, “give up bitch!” Debbie moans a low mumurr and I say,”I can't hear you!” What was Nick going to see? Was he going to see this slutty trash? I punctuate the statement by poking her breasts with my right pointer finger. I then slap her breasts as she is to weak to put up any kind of defense. “This is what Nick will be seeing tonight,” as I massage my own proud, full breasts. I get up off of her, and look for my clothes, and leave the slut to fend for herself, another victim of a playground catfight.