Two Sets of Sisters Fight

by Damon

This is a story that takes place a number of years back between two sets of

sisters who decided to wrestle nude to see who came from the better, tougher

family. The girls were white, roughly about 5-5 and 110 pounds, all leggy and

busty. One pair - Deanna and Micki - was blonde and came from Providence, the

other - Nicole and Tori - were brunettes who hailed from Boston. The two

teams of girls were distantly related to each other, and were always meeting

up at family functions and such several times a year. They were always catty

with each other, disliking each other from the start, disgusted by one

another's beauty, each sister standing by her own sister over the years until

they all couldn't take the rivalry any more and decided to settle things by

fighting it out, woman-to-woman.

It was late in their high school years, and they chose to meet at Nicole and

Tori's house in Massachusetts to settle their old score. The house was empty

except for the four girls, who pushed aside all the furniture in the living

room and then stripped down to face each other, two-against-two. Deanna and

Nicole were the older sisters, about two years older than each of their

younger siblings. Older would fight older to start the match, while younger

would face off against younger; but once the fight got going, it would be a

free-for-all.

They squared off in the center of the room, Deanna lining up against Nicole,

Micki doing likewise with Tori. They waited for the clock to chime noon -

then all hell broke loose as the two sets of sisters tore into each other.

Deanna seized Nicole in a bearhug and squeezed as Nicole buried her hands in

Deanna's short blond hair and pulled hard. Micki clawed at Tori's mouth with

both hands as Tori clawed at Micki's firm breasts. The battle had been joined.

Deanna continued crushing Nicole's waist, wrapping her arms tighter and

tighter about her enemy until Nicole squealed in agony and began to grope

madly at Deanna's face with her fingers. Across the room, Micki had ceased

clawing Tori's mouth and reached down to clamp her own hands about Tori's

breasts, both girls now crying out in anguish as they squeezed and squeezed

and squeezed without pity or remorse.

Deanna lifted Nicole up off the floor a few inches before slamming her down

hard on her heels on the wooden living room floor, stunning the curly-haired

brunette, but only momentarily. Lowering her hands, Nicole pushed wildly at

Deanna's chin, forcing Deanna's head further and further back, bending the

blonde's spine, until Deanna was forced to release her grip. Fighting back,

Deanna grabbed Nicole by the shoulders and dragged them both down to the

floor where they continued their fight, slapping and punching each other

across the face, grunts and groans expelling up from their lungs as each

solid blow connected.

Micki and Tori continued twisting and mauling each other's mammaries, digging

in with their short but sharp nails, grunting and groaning as they worked one

another's chests over. Suddenly Micki snapped her head forward, smashing her

forehead against Tori's, almost knocking her opponent cold. Tori was

staggered, and Micki took full advantage by slamming her foe up against the

stairs, knocking the other girl's head against the steps. Snarling, Micki

seized Tori by the throat and began choking her lifeless, hate funneling out

in Micki's hands as she squeezed like a vise while Tori gasped and coughed

below, hands groping desperately at Micki's wrists.

Down on the floor, Nicole heard her sister's oppressed coughs, and tried to

get up and rush over to Tori's aid; but Deanna grabbed Nicole's ankle and

pulled her back down to the floor. Wrestling her opponent onto her back and

mounting her, Deanna squeezed Nicole's left breast viciously with her clawed

right hand before lowering her head and biting down on that breast as hard as

she could, nearly engulfing the soft mound in her greedy, eager mouth.

Nicole cries rung out, in unison with Tori's gasps, filling the small room as

Deanna and Micki asserted themselves. Deanna chomped down on Nicole's boob

like a piece of ripe fruit, almost engulfing it in her mouth, the blonde also

sinking her fingers into the tender flesh of her enemy's ass to provide

greater leverage for her attack. Nicole groaned as she suffered, trying to

pull free by pulling hard on her enemy's hair. She knew she had to get free

and help Tori before that other bitch Micki made short work of her.

Getting nowhere with her hair hold, Nicole then gripped Deanna's left breast

and squeezed it as hard as she could, flesh oozing from between her fingers

like silly putty until Deanna herself was crying out in pain. Seizing the

moment, Nicole karate-chopped Deanna on the side of the neck and rolled the

stunned blonde off of her before regaining her bare feet and rushing unseen

towards the other two combatants, her breast aching and bearing ugly red

teeth marks.

Tori was fading fast, feebly clutching at Micki's wrists as her opponent

tightened her hands about the other girl's throat, squeezing with all her

strength, when suddenly there was a loud thump, a pair of shrieks, and a

loosening of Micki's grip. Nicole had let out a yell after sucker-punching

Micki in the kidneys, eliciting a yelp from the blonde who broke off her grip

on Tori. Nicole dragged the injured Micki back by her hair and then spun her

around to grab Micki by both of her breasts and begin squeezing. Micki

shrieked again before responding in kind, and both girls howled in agony as

they mauled each other's gems mercilessly.

Tori lay back on the stairs, rubbing her raw throat and sucking in sweet

life-giving air, as Deanna rolled on the floor several feet away, clutching

and kneading her aching left breast. The blonde managed to sit up with some

effort, but then was knocked back to the floor as Tori charged her and

tackled her, the brunette having pushed past the other two fighting females

to attack the blonde as she saw an opportunity to finish Deanna off. Deanna

and Tori wrapped around each other, a twisted tangle of legs and arms as they

butted each other with knees and elbows, squeezed their grasping hands about

each other's pliable cheeks and faces, each trying to induce more agony than

she received.

Nicole and Micki continued with their breast battle, pulling and tugging

ferociously at each other's chests, ample tits being squeezed like water

balloons until they were about ready to burst. Tears streamed down both

girl's cheeks as they punished one another, eyes reddening and white teeth

grinding down as they both gave it their all. Nicole then snapped her head

forward to sink her teeth into Micki's collarbone, and Micki screamed as she

groped wildly at Nicole's hair and head, her foe's breasts all but forgotten

as Micki tried to pull those terrible teeth off of her flesh.

Down on the floor a short distance away, Tori had succeeded in getting on top

of Deanna and covering her adversary's nose and mouth with her hands,

effectively suffocating her foe. She licked her lips with glee as she bore

down upon the blonde with both hands, Deanna gripping Tori's wrists to no

avail as she struggled futilely to breathe. The tables had quickly and fully

turned ...

... but not for long. Despite being pinned beneath her foe, Deanna was more

experienced than Tori when it came to catfighting, and she used that

experience to reverse the order of their struggle. Twisting and turning to

the right as she seized Tori by the shoulders, Deanna shoved with all her

strength and rolled both girls over until the brunette was beneath her,

Tori's hands still cemented over the blonde's face and sealing off her

airways. Her hands clawing at the brunette's shoulders, Deanna jacked Tori up

a short way before pounding her enemy down hard, Tori's skull striking the

back of the solid wood floor with a dull thud. Deanna repeated this trick

several times, bashing Tori's brains more and more with each successive slam,

until the hands fell away from the blonde's face and she could breathe again.

Tori lay groggy and dazed on the floor, hands rubbing the back of her head

where she had hit the floor time and again, but Deanna gave her absolutely no

chance to recover. Pressing against her fallen foe so that they were

perfectly parallel to one another, Deanna wrapped her hands in the smooth

strands of Tori's silky brown hair to hold her steady. The blonde then

pressed down full upon the other woman's face with her ample bust, her firm

breasts clogging up Tori's breathing passages and smothering her.

Back by the stairs, Nicole continued biting down hard on Micki's collarbone

as the latter pounded her attacker's temples with her fists, trying to force

her to let go, but in vain. Nicole continued to clutch and crush Micki's

melons with her sharp-nailed fingers as she sank her teeth deeper into her

foe's flesh. She felt she might actually be able to fasten her fangs onto her

victim's throat within the next few minutes once Micki weakened further, and

then really finish her foe off ...

She never got the chance. Her eyes shut tight as she mangled Micki with her

hands and mouth, Nicole didn't see Deanna coming at her until she felt two

arms wrapping about her neck and forehead in a sleeper hold and yanking her

off Micki. The blonde battler slumped back against the stairs, red teeth

marks dotting her soft white collarbone as she saw her sister struggling with

the woman who had assaulted her. Nicole's arms flailed wildly as she fought

to escape, Deanna tightening her holds to prevent that occurrence, one hand

pressing in hard on Nicole's forehead, the other arm constricting about the

brunette's windpipe. Deanna held Nicole this way for a long while, the

brunette clawing at the blonde's arms in order to dislodge them, but failing

to do so as Deanna squeezed the air out of her dark-haired rival.

Micki sat up on the stairs, her strength slowly returning, and observed her

sister punishing Nicole handily. Rising to her bare feet with a wicked grin,

Micki quickly moved over to the two tussling combatants and pulled back her

arm before she sunk her right fist deep into Nicole's gut, prompting a loud

expulsion of air from the stricken brunette's lungs plus a groan of pain.

Deanna smiled at her sister as Micki began to work Nicole over with rights

and lefts to the tits and gut, belting Nicole's breasts like speedbags,

Micki's fists connecting time and again with clocklike precision and

accuracy. Nicole strained in Deanna's grip and tried to ward off Micki's

blows by clenching her stomach muscles, but the damage was still being done.

Micki then grabbed Nicole by the lower jaw and held her head up high, their

eyes meeting briefly, before she drilled Nicole dead in the face with a right

hook. Nicole groaned again as her head dropped to her chest, as Micki reached

for her victim's jaw once more to prop her up for another blow ...

... and took a foot in the groin instead as Nicole lashed out furiously with

her right leg to defend herself. Deanna watched in surprise as her sister

bent over in agony, and switched her own holds to wrap her arms around Nicole

and pin the brunette's arms to her sides; but she soon found that she had

only aided her enemy's efforts. Rearing back slightly, Nicole pushed off the

floor with both feet until they were briefly hanging suspended in mid-air;

then she kicked out with both of them at once to make heavy contact with

Micki's face. Her heels crashed off Micki's chin and sent the blonde toppling

backwards towards the stairs, where Micki smacked her head on the wooden

banister and slumped to the floor, unconscious.

Deanna watched incredulously as her sister was knocked cold, and was caught

unawares as Nicole suddenly pushed back hard and drove Deanna back-first into

the wall. Deanna groaned as Nicole repeated the maneuver, the blonde's grip

weakening with each successive slam, until the blonde suddenly reached in

front and clutched both of Nicole's battered breasts in a death grip. Nicole

squealed like a stuck pig and clawed at her tormentor's hands, but Deanna

only sank her clawed fingers deeper into her foe's soft mounds, fingertips

pulling mercilessly at the brunette's erect brown nipples. Nicole cried out

again as she suffered in Deanna's grips, then decided to fight back by

reaching up and behind her head to grab a hold of Deanna's golden hair and

yank angrily.

Both beauties cried out in anguish as they socked it to each other, knowing

full well that everything hinged on the outcome of their one-on-one combat,

now that both younger partners were out cold and out of the fight. Nicole

ended the standoff by bending her knees slightly and then pulling with all of

her might until she tossed Deanna up and over her back and onto the floor.

Nicole's tits were agonizingly stretched to the limit as Deanna gave them one

last pull in mid-air before losing her twin grips on her rival's chest.

Nicole sucked in a deep breath and rubbed her aching breasts back and forth

for a few seconds, regaining her strength, before plunging down with both

hands at Deanna's face; but by now the blonde had quickly spun 180 degrees

and could defend herself again. Deanna pressed the soles of her bare feet

against Nicole's chest as the brunette came down at her, and hoisted the

dark-haired beauty up and over and through the air as Nicole finally crashed

down headfirst on the floor, tumbling to a stop near Tori's unconscious form.

Nicole slowly got to her feet, rubbing her throbbing head, while looking down

sorrowfully at her defeated sister Tori. She then looked up to see that

Deanna had already regained her own feet, and stood ready to face the

brunette for another round. Hate welled up in Nicole's eyes as she stared

icily at the blonde, and then she spoke the first real words of the fight.

"You bitch!" she spat at the blonde. "I'll destroy you for what you did to my

sister, you slut!"

"Eat shit, you sow," shot back the blonde. "Your sister's just out cold -

like you're gonna be soon!"

"Well, you're gonna be dead, you whore!" growled Nicole as she charged Deanna

at full speed, the blonde responding likewise, both girls screaming out loud.

They came together heavily and hatefully in the middle of the room like two

charging beasts, kicking and punching at each other savagely, each woman able

to ward off her foe's passionate but wild blows. Nicole then interlocked her

hands and drove them up to crash her fists off Deanna's chin and send the

blonde sprawling back onto the living room couch. Nicole bellowed out her

rage and dove upon her staggered foe, further disorienting the blonde with a

series of alternating slaps to Deanna's cheekbones. Sensing an opportunity to

end the fight as her arch-enemy swayed back and forth dizzily, Nicole shoved

her adversary back against the couch, seized Deanna by the throat with her

fingers, and squeezed like there was no tomorrow, the brunette reveling in

her rival's gasps and coughs as she tried to choke the life from the blonde

with her bare hands ...

Deanna gasped and gagged as Nicole pressed the blonde back against the couch,

hands tightening about Deanna's alabaster throat like a vise, Nicole's thumbs

pressing down harder and harder on Deanna's vulnerable windpipe.

"Bitch, I told you were dead!" spat Nicole as she shook Deanna back and

forth, further disorienting her victim as she choked her as hard as she

could. The room began to spin around Deanna in bursts of light as she

struggled to breathe, her clawed hands pulling frantically at Nicole's wrists

but unable to break the brunette's steely grip. Her eyes began to roll up in

her head as Deanna felt herself passing out, her face began turning red, with

Nicole's determined face in front of her own, the brunette's eyes blazing and

her teeth clenched tight, the dark-haired fighter's hands still throttling

and squeezing her rival's neck below.

"This is the end!" spat the brunette hatefully.

Nicole felt that this really was the end, that just a few more minutes of

unyielding pressure and she would be triumphant. Then she could go over to

that other bitch, Micki, who was out cold on the stairs, and strangle her

lifeless as well. She grinned as she prepared to finish off her foe ... and

then drew back with a scream as she felt fingers clawing at her delicate,

furry snatch before a hand seized her mound and squeezed like it an orange.

Making a last-ditch effort to break Nicole's fatal stranglehold, Deanna had

reached below to attack the brunette in her most vulnerable spot, and the

dark-haired looker was forced to break off her brutal choking attack to

protect herself. She clawed frantically at Deanna's hands, the other one

having joined the fray to squeeze the brunette's snatch in a vise-like grip.

Nicole's face began to whiten as she struggled in Deanna's grasp, her eyes

shut tight in both agony and ecstasy as her womanhood was clenched like a

fist. She fell back and almost off the couch, hanging over the floor as

Deanna poured on the pressure, the brunette writhing in alternating spasms of

pain and pleasure. She wrapped her long legs about the blonde's waist and

tried to squeeze Deanna with her thighs, but she was too exhausted from the

assault she was undergoing. Finally Nicole offered no resistance at all, her

arms dangling uselessly onto the floor as she resigned herself to her fate,

whatever that might be.

Then she felt the hands lifting off of her pussy, her legs being unwound from

about her opponent, her ankles and feet being seized and her body ultimately

dumped onto the floor below where she lay quietly, her ample chest rising and

falling as she tried to recover. The next thing she knew, a pair of legs as

long and tapering as her own shapely gams were winding about her chest and

compressing it, and she found it hard to breathe. Up above, Deanna pressed

her hands against the couch for support as the blonde locked her ankles

behind Nicole's back and began to scissor the remaining fight out of the

brunette, however much might be left. She squeezed Nicole for the next few

moments, the brunette clutching feebly at her enemy's legs, until Nicole

again splayed out helplessly, her arms and legs akimbo as she prepared for

her inevitable defeat.

Releasing her ankle lock, Deanna unwound her legs from about Nicole's body

and slid forward until she was flattened out atop the brunette, face-to-face

and breast-to-breast with her foe. She toyed with Nicole for awhile, securing

her hands on the sides of Nicole's head and twisting it back and forth as the

brunette clutched uselessly at her blonde opponent's wrists, unable to break

free, until Deanna decided enough was enough.

"Nighty-night, baby!" she giggled before shuffling her frame upwards and

plopping her magnificent breasts over Nicole's pretty face, just as she had

done to Tori earlier. And just as she had done to Nicole's sister before,

Deanna proceeded to smother her enemy unconscious, humping and grinding with

her bust on Nicole's face, her hands buried in the brunette's hair to hold

her face up, their sweated skin and furry crotches pressing together

intimately. Deanna was in ecstasy as she thrust away, hands gripping and

holding and burying her foe's face deep into her chest, its smooth round

flesh filling her opponent's breathing passages completely. Nicole could only

sink her claws into her opponent's firm ass cheeks as she suffocated, could

only buck lightly every so often beneath the blonde like a lover, could only

slap a bare foot against the hard wood floor more and more weakly until

finally she joined her sister in temporary oblivion.

Deanna slapped Micki awake, and together they gathered their clothing and

made their leave. Nicole and Tori awoke hours later to find their foes gone,

the shock and shame of defeat immediately washing over the two brunettes

until it was soon replaced by the burning white-hot desire for revenge. They

had to fight the other two girls again - they had to! - but this time it

would likely be on the enemy's turf.

No matter. They would fight Deanna and Micki again, and this time they,

Nicole and Tori, would win. Count on it. Another story for another time ...

END