Vicki was furious. Her birthday party was supposed to be the event of
the summer. She had invited only the coolest kids in the school. Most
especially, she had invited Josh. Josh, who had lettered in track,
football, and wrestling, was BMOC. He was the golden boy of the school.
He had brought the football team a championship. Every girl at Milton High
school dreamed of being his girlfriend. Vicki, the richest and one of the
prettiest girls in school, thought she had the best chance. She was
wearing her skimpiest bikini to show off her perfect, tight little body.
After the rest of her guests had left, the golden-haired girl was planning
to have Josh all to herself. Vicki was the kind of girl who always got
what she wanted, whether she had to lie, cheat, or steal to get it.
She had connived to take more than one boyfriend away from some sweet,
unsuspecting girl.
Which brings us to the cause of her anger. Junie was hanging all over
Josh. Josh and Junie had been an item for quite a while, but everybody
knew they were finished as a couple. Well, everybody but Junie knew it.
She still thought she had a shot with Josh. She was a busty little girl.
More than one boy at the party had had wet dreams about her. She didn't
walk so much as she swayed. When she came by every male eye would be
locked onto her voluptuous little body. Junie had the face of a goddess
and a body that would draw any young man into thoughts of sin. Her locks
were the color of the setting sun. Like Vicki, she was barely covered by
her two piece bathing suit. The difference was that Junie's bikini had
much more strain on it.
There was a rumor that she had cheated on Josh. No one was quite
sure who had started this cannard, but many people suspected Vicki of
having leaked it. The little blonde was known to be vicious and ruthless
in getting what she wanted. Whether the innuendo was true or not made no
difference to her. It had served its purpose. Josh had questioned
Junie's fidelity, and she had been offended. A big fight had ensued.
The couple had broken up. There were tears and recriminations.
Now, however, the two lovers seemed to have reconciled. This did
not suit Vicki at all. It was a well known secret around the school that
Vicki and Junie detested each other. Whenever the two of them came face
to face, they would smile at one another sweetly. Then they would talk
to their friends, trashing each other's reputation and engaging in vicious
gossip about their rival. The two beauties were in a continuous
competition. They vied over whom would be captain of the cheerleader
squad , and who would be the Homecoming Queen. The plain fact was that
Josh was just the latest bone of contention. Vicki wanted him because
Junie had him.
The blonde girl walked over to where the couple were having a deep
conversation.
³Josh, darling, won't you help me cut the cake?² she asked
innocently.
The voluptuous red-head rounded on her fair-haired nemesis. ³Do you
mind, Bitch?² she said sarcastically, ³Josh and I are trying to have a
serious talk.²
³I hope Josh isn't using any big words. ² said Vicki, ³We wouldn't want
you to get confused, would we?²
³You're cruising for a bruising, Blondie. ² Junie responded.
Vicki tossed her hair and laughed. ³Do you really think I'm scared of you?
I could beat you so badly you'd stay a month in the hospital. ²
³Oh yeah?² said Junie, ³I bet you wouldn't have the guts to get in the
ring with me, and if you did, you wouldn't last three minutes. ²
Vicki raised one eyebrow, ³It just so happens that my brother is on his
college boxing team. We have all the equipment we need. There's even a
boxing ring in the basement. ²
³Now girls,² Josh tried to interject, ³let's not go crazy, here²
Both young beauties told him to shut up. They had been anticipating
this day for a long time. They had had more beer than usual. Their
inhibitions were suppressed. They started to tell each other what they
really thought of one another.
Vicki called Junie a common cow. Junie responded by calling Vicki a
stuck-up bitch.
Junie was a big girl from the wrong side of the tracks. She had
learned to fight in order to survive. She didn't allow anybody to push
her around. Vicki was a star gymnast. She kept her body in peak
condition, and she had watched her big brother box enough times to pick-up
the basics. Both girls were confident of victory.
When word of the impending match got around to the other people at the
party, there was an air of excitement. Most of the girls were secretly
pleased at the idea of the two high school divas pummeling each other.
Most of the boys had hard ons at the thought. Within ten minutes, the
whole crowd was packed into the basement. Each of the combatants had two
friends who were willing to act as seconds. Vicki had asked her two best
friends, Gwendolyn and Jennifer to come to the party. Junie had crashed
with her girls, Amber and Noelle. They helped their girl don boxing
gloves and put mouth guards in place. Josh stood in the middle of the
backyard wondering how he got there. It was just supposed to be a
birthday party, after all. He had not expected to be the referee in a
boxing match between two of his best girls. Despite himself, he couldn't
help but notice how magnificent Junie looked in her boxing gloves. She
resembled an Amazon queen, ready for battle. Vickie looked provocative
in her gloves as well, but not as arousing as Junie.
The tension in the basement was so thick that if one tried to cut it
with a knife, the blade would have broken. It seemed as if no one dared
to breathe. Suddenly, Junie spoke.
³Would somebody ring the damn bell, so I can beat this bitch?²
The toll of the bell echoed against the concrete walls. Vicki
bounded out of her corner exuding confidence. She had watched all her
brother's fights and knew exactly what to do. It didn't matter that this
was her first fight. She knew she would win. She always won, whatever
the contest. So, it was a great surprise to her to get a face full of
leather in the next instant. She couldn't understand why everybody was
laughing until she realized that she was flat on her back-side on the
canvas. Junie was looking down at her, a delighted smile on her face.
³Gee,² said the red-head, ³I knew you were easy, but I didn't think
one punch would take you out. ²
The blonde-haired beauty got to her feet immediately and started
swinging. Most of the blows were ineffective. Either they landed on
Junie's gloves or they didn't land at all. Suddenly, Junie landed a
right cross that exploded like a stick of dynamite in Vicki's face. The
blonde-haired babe went as limp as yesterday's wash cloth. She would have
collapsed to the mat if her red haired rival hadn't caught her around her
svelte waist. Vicki's eyes were unfocused. Her boxing gloves dangled
at her sides. Junie laughed evilly as she stripped the blonde of her top.
³You call those mosquito bites boobs?² the red-head said scornfully,
³I'll show you real tits!²
She forced Vicki's face into her massive cleavage. Vicki's air was
cut off. She desperately tried to escape Junie's delightful mounds. It
was impossible for her to draw a breath, trapped in that sweaty valley of
flesh. She felt light-headed. She was going to pass out at any second.
Then, to her relief, the bell rang.
Junie carried Vicki to her corner, setting her on her stool as if
she was a rag doll. The crimson maned amazon did not bother to return to
her own corner. Instead, she stood over the stricken blonde, taunting
her. All the time, Gwendolyn and Jennifer were doing what they could for
their suffering friend. They gave her water, and sponged her bruises.
It was an exercise in futility, at best.
When the bell rang for the second round, Vicki just sat on her stool,
unable or unwilling to stand up. Junie, being a good sport, helped the
blonde to her feet. Actually, she hauled the bimbo up, hanging Vicki on
the ropes. The ruthless red-head used the blonde's boobs as punching
bags. All Vicki could do was watch as her rival played with her tits,
bouncing them to the right and the left. The crowd laughed at the
blonde's pathetic predicament. Every punch from the sexy red-head
elicited a groan from Vicki. For the next three minutes, Junie beat
Vicki like a rug. Body-blow followed body-blow. The blonde beauty's
head snapped to the right and the left as her flame haired rival practiced
on her hooks and crosses.
When the bell tolled, ending the second round, Vicki could barely
stand. She staggered like a drunken prostitute to her stool. Gwen and
Jen were appalled. Their friend was getting the crap beaten out of her.
³Vicki, honey. ² said Gwen, ³You can't go on like this! She's too
much for you. Let me throw in the towel, please!²
The blonde bimbo shook her head. ³I'm not going to let that
red-headed Slut ruin my birthday. I'll beat her, you'll see. ²
Junie was posing for Josh , showing off her best attributes. Josh
was loving every second of it. The front of his bathing suit was bulging.
³When I get done with this Bitch, I'm gonna be all yours. ² Junie
promised him, ³And you're gonna be all mine. ²
When the bell rang for round three, Vicki had barely gotten off her
stool before Junie began to pummel her exquisite body. The crowd heard
groans coming from the corner. At first, people thought they were coming
from a pain wracked Vicki, but they soon realized that the groaning was
coming from the red head. Each time she punched her rival's body, Junie
would let out a sound of orgasmic pleasure.
³This is almost as much fun as fucking Josh. ² said Junie. She
pushed her perfect breasts into Vicki's bruised and battered tits. The
beaten blonde beauty let out a wail of agony and humiliation. She knew in
her heart that she had lost the fight and Josh.
With very little difficulty, Junie untied Vicki's bikini bottom,
leaving the poor blonde completely nude. Josh entered the ring to save
Vicki from further embarrassment, but it was too late. Junie was already
exhibiting her victim to the appreciating crowd.
³Gosh Honey,² said Junie, ³she's such a pretty little thing! Let's
keep her for the night. ²
Vicki burst into tears. She could do that. It was her party.
She could cry if she wanted to.