My Catfight with Crystal, Part II
by Nikki D.
I sat topless on the floor against the couch, knees drawn into my chest, watching Heather and Sandy. Crystal had gone to clean up, so it was just the three of us in the living room at that point. They were nose-to-nose, too, screaming at each other on Crystal’s behalf and mine. Apparently, Sandy and Heather began arguing over who would win the fight, Crystal or me, but had gotten so tied up in their own squabble that they didn’t even realize it was over.
A few months ago, Crystal had met Heather at a bar near our apartment. Heather was the bartender there, and Crystal said she made the best margs ever. One night, Crystal asked what her secret was, and from there they started chatting it up at the bar. They soon became friends, and Crystal began bringing Heather over to our apartment all the time.
The first time I met Heather I immediately noticed her astonishing beauty. She wore a short denim skirt with a brown tank top and cowboy boots. Looped around her slender waist was a thick leather belt with a large, oval buckle that read, “I Y Cowboys” in a Western-style script. A big, brown cowboy hat rested atop her head, with long auburn waves cascading down from underneath its brim. Her fiercely gorgeous hazel eyes peered out over a petite nose and very full lips. Her fair, flawless skin required no makeup, and her body was completely solid. At 5’5” and about 125 lbs., she was a real natural beauty.
Heather and Sandy were about the same height, but Sandy was much more petite than Heather, who was thicker and more muscular. I could tell Heather didn’t intimidate Sandy at all, though. It was obvious that the two would never back down from one another without a fight.
As she attempted to berate my friend, Heather’s long auburn locks flew all around her pretty face. Her voluptuous breasts bounced around uncontrollably inside the plunging neckline of her dress, as she passionately defended Crystal’s honor.
“Don’t you call my friend a slut, you fucking little cunt!” she bellowed.
“Then don’t YOU call Nikki a bitch for giving her what she deserves!” retorted Sandy, “Everyone knows that if Brad wasn’t too drunk to realize who was in his lap, he would have thrown that nasty whore right off him!”
That was it for Heather. Standing there face-to-face in the middle of the living room, Heather grabbed Sandy by her short blonde hair. “SHUT THE FUCK UP!!” she screamed as she yanked Sandy’s head around. “You’re just jealous!”
Sandy seemed stunned at first, but she began viciously clawing the tops of Heather’s arms as she thrashed around. “Jealous of what?!?” Sandy shrieked, “Crystal having the loosest fucking pussy in the state?!?”
With that, still gripping Sandy by the hair, Heather slammed Sandy stomach-down onto the floor. “No! You’re jealous because every guy wants Crystal and NOBODY wants you!!”
She climbed on top of Sandy, straddling that tight little butt of hers in complete domination. Heather violently pulled Sandy’s torso upright by wrapping her right forearm around her neck and tugging upwards. Then she grabbed the bottom of Sandy’s shirt from the front with her left hand, tore it up over her head and off her body. She waved the shirt around in the air triumphantly, with topless Sandy still kicking and thrashing around underneath her rock-hard body. “Ha, ha, Bitch!” she taunted.
No way was I going to let this skank kick my friend’s ass! I jumped up off the floor and charged toward Heather, tits bouncing, “Get the fuck off of her, fucking trick!”
I shoved Heather off Sandy and onto the carpet. I slapped her hard across the face as I struggled to climb on top of her. She came back at me with full force and clawed me across my bare stomach. “Bitch, I’m not afraid of you!” she hissed.
Heather and I rolled around kicking each other with bare feet and pulling each other’s hair, both of us fighting for control. As our tits smashed together harder and harder, Sandy joined back in. She grabbed two handfuls of Heather’s curly red locks, allowing me to have at it. I slapped Heather once again, and then ripped her dress from the bottom up to the waist, revealing black lacy panties underneath.
“You better be afraid, you nasty cunt!” I warned, pinning her down as I pressed her biceps hard into the floor. “I’ll let you do the honors, Sandy,” and I leaned up to grant Sandy access to what was left of Heather’s outfit.
Crouched on her knees above Heather’s head, Sandy leaned forward over her face. She grabbed the fabric of Heather’s dress at the neckline and ripped it right off her body. Left with nothing but her panties, Heather grabbed Sandy’s inner thigh and dug her nails in.
I quickly slapped Heather across the tits then squeezed them both and scratched hard as I twisted them around. Sandy ran past me to slip her fingers under the rim of Heather’s panties, and slid them over her hips and down her legs. “Completely naked...,” I laughed, “Not so fucking bad ass now are you?!?”
“Maybe not, but it took two of you to fucking get her down!” I heard a voice scream from behind me. Before I could turn around, Crystal shoved me hard from behind and off Heather. She’s back!
With three of us topless and one completely naked, Crystal, Sandy, Heather and I all wrestled around tirelessly on the living room floor. When Crystal pulled my hair, Sandy slapped her, and when Sandy slapped Crystal, Heather pulled her hair. When she did that, I jumped on top of Heather and clawed at her chest, and then Crystal climbed on top of me and dug her nails into my sides. Then we rolled around some more, starting all over again.
Sandy grabbed both Heather and Crystal’s hair, pulling their heads down to the floor, while I clawed at Crystal’s thighs and ripped at her skirt. Then Heather, still facing the ground, blindly grabbed hold of both my miniskirt and my thong. A few strong, quick snatches easily tore them off. Now I was naked. “Fuck!!”
Up on my knees, I shoved Heather hard for that. Crystal then jumped up on my back, knocking me to the ground. “Fat ass cow! You’re gonna squash her!!” yelled Sandy.
She climbed on top of Crystal, pulled her off me and pinned her underneath her entire body. Hair, arms, and legs thrashing, Crystal struggled to get Sandy off her. Then I went after Heather. Our bare bodies smacked together as we rolled around fighting for dominance.
I caught sight of Crystal pulling Sandy’s shorts right off, revealing her bare ass. Crystal slapped her hard on it and laughed, “Maybe from now on you’ll mind your own business, Bitch!”
I immediately left Heather for Crystal. She was the only one still wearing any clothes. Even if all she had was a skirt, it was going to be mine. Heather tripped me up by grabbing my feet and pulling them towards her to keep me away from Crystal. As I fell, I grasped the button-up denim skirt and tugged as hard as I could. The snaps gave as I hit the ground and Crystal was soon naked.
I turned over, grabbed Heather by the shoulders, and flipped her entire body under me. I pulled my knee up to place my shin on her back and wrapped my other leg around her knee. I had her pinned; she wasn’t going anywhere! As I looked over at Sandy, she was back on top of Crystal, eyes shining in victory.
The four of us were breathing heavily, totally exhausted. Crystal and Heather both stopped trying fight Sandy and me off. We had won!
The two of us climbed off our opponents and gathered up the remains of our outfits. Sandy followed me into my bedroom and I shut the door behind us.
“That was so fucking hot the way we totally showed those whores what’s up,” said Sandy, beaming with delight but still out of breath.
“Tell me about it,” I huffed, “Those two had it coming all night.”
“Ugh! I’m such a mess, all sweaty...” she hinted as she glanced at her reflection in my full-length mirror.
Minutes later, Sandy and I were soaking in a warm bubble bath together, recalling our favorite parts of the fight. “Ripping off Heather’s panties was the most fun for me,” Sandy said as she washed my back, “And it was so fucking awesome how you held her down for me to tear her dress off.”
I smiled. “Yeah that was great. Stupid bitch didn’t even see it coming.”
Then, I leaned back on Sandy’s chest so she could bathe my front side. She ran the white, balled up washcloth, saturated with water and suds, down over my collarbone, between my breasts and down further to my bellybutton. She continued to rub the washcloth around my abdomen, and rested her other free hand on my hip below the water’s surface.
As she bathed me, I could feel Sandy’s tits pressed against my back. Suddenly I felt the urge to finish what we had started in my bedroom during the party. “Here, let me have a turn,” I said, turning around in the tub to face her as I dampened a washcloth in the soapy water.
I squeezed the balled up washcloth in my palm, and allowed the excess suds to cascade down Sandy’s bare chest. With this, she smiled, pulled me closer to her, and leaned in to kiss me. We both dropped our washcloths and smoothed both our hands all over each other as we kissed. Her skin felt so hot all slippery and wet.
Sandy sank down a little in the tub and pulled me up on her. I straddled her so that our pussies were pressed together below the surface of the suds. She began playing with my nipples and I loved it; she rubbed them, kneaded them, and twisted them gently, while my hand searched to find her clit under mine.
With my eyes closed and head tilted back in excitement, I started to finger her. Sandy’s body stiffened up immediately and she softly uttered encouragement. A few minutes passed and I was on fire. Watching Sandy get off was totally making me hot.
Soon it was my turn. Sandy sat me up on the edge of the tub and moved in to tongue my pussy. I couldn’t wait. Then I felt two dainty hands cup my shoulders from behind and caress me down my arms.
“I wanna make nice with the birthday girl,” Crystal’s voice said seductively, and she slid her hands up my stomach and onto my tits. I looked up to see her naked body standing over me, and I smiled. She was so fucking hot.
Crystal leaned over to kiss me on the mouth, while Sandy went back to working her magic down below. Then Crystal crawled over into the bath next to Sandy to tongue my nipples. She flicked them fast and hard, then she’d give them a quick suck and start flicking them again inside her mouth.
As I jerked and moaned uncontrollably in ecstasy, I thought, This really has been the best birthday ever!