Anne vs Paula

Paula is about 5”8 and around 130lbs with a perfectly toned body and large 38D breasts, she is a real feisty lady and loves to fight and get competitive. It turned out that after seeing Anne’s picture she told her husband she could “take that slut out easily” and I was delighted when he contacted me to tell me and it would have been rude of me not to have told Anne about the challenge and describe the beautiful busty Paula to her after her husband showed me her picture. After seeing her picture Anne couldn’t wait to get her hands on Paula and I went to bed happy that night knowing her blood was up and she was ready for another fight.

Then one day when I got home from work Anne had a smile on her face, that morning she had met Paula and the two of them had a hot quick, bad tempered catfight.

Anne had arranged to meet Paula in a motel and had arrived early and was sitting on the bed, dressed just in her red jumper, her short black skirt revealing her stockings as she sat with her legs crossed tapping her feet nervously waiting as the door opened and in walked the tall blonde Paula, their eyes instantly glared at each other and Anne could feel her goose bumps form on her skin. Paula looked tough but she was ready to fight this bitch, after all it was Paula that had started the argument by telling her husband she could take Anne down. As paula closed the door behind her Anne got up…

“hi there,.my husband told me you had something to say to me...well bitch I am all ears...”

Waiting for her response Anne stood there hands on her hips, not daring to take her eyes off paula as she slowly undid her coat and let it slip to the floor to reveal her sexy black mini skirt and tight red top, high enough to show her very sexy tattoo just above her navel. “spiteful looking bitch aren’t you” sneered paula as she walked over to Anne.

“takes one to know one slut”, responded Anne as she stretched her claws back and forward making sure paula could see her red nails.

Paula did not flinch…”So bitch are your ready to catfight without rules until one of us gives...accept?” “oh i accept bitch” said Anne just one thing, no punches to the face, I want to be able to go to work tomorrow”.

“I’m ok with that slut, coz im gonna tear u apart...”, the tension was rising as the two of them slowly circled each other each testing the other with catty remarks and threats to see if there was any weakness to exploit.

“I can't wait to see you try” said Anne “I am going to rip your bleached hair out by the roots”

“You have a good figure, for your age...” sneered Paula, clearly aiming the words as an insult rather than a compliment “I don’t think you’re strong enough for me though” she purred as they briefly touched chests as they walked past each other.

“you will be surprised... I can make up for that by fighting dirty” smiled Anne with a wicked grin on her face, the tension getting too much for them as Anne pushed paula by her shoulder and Paula shoved her back.

They were both tingling with anticipation “I will yank your hair out bitch”, “Not before ive yanked all of yours”, “remember you started this bitch and i will teach you a lesson” yelled Anne.

At that moment the tension burst and Paula grabbed Anne by her hair with one hand & slapped her across the face with the other, slapping her back and pulling paula’s hair with her other hand Anne smashed into Paula and the fight was well and truly on.

“Bitch! “ screamed paula and she brought her knee up hard aiming between Anne’s legs but Anne saw it coming and turned to ride the blow yanking at Paula’s red top and pulling her round the room. Paula then grabbed two hands full of Anne’s ahir and shaking her like a doll slammed her into the flimsy motel wall causing the whole room to shake, slamming her large boobs into Anne’s chest. Twisting hard Anne pulled Paula’s head back hard by her hair trying to get her off her but Paula gritted her teeth and holding on to Anne’s hair tight slammed her head back into the wall, causing the people in the room next door to bang on the wall shouting, “What the hell is going on in there”

Anne screamed as her head hit the wall and pulled her rivals head down hard and aimed her knee up at the crotch, but missing she slammed into her thigh, hurting her with the impact but not causing too much damage but as she opened her stance to bring her knee up Paula, like a viper whipped her knee up hard into Anne’s crotch, doubling her over but she would not let go of Paula’s hair as she bent forward, the pair of them bent over hair ina total mess, strands already lying on the floor as they pulled viciously at each other, nails raking their scalps as they did so.

Paula backed up slightly and swung a vicious SLAP across her rivals face and then her own head flew back as she felt the stinging SLAP from Anne find its target too before Ann released one hand from her hair and pulled at Paula’s top tearing it as Paula grabbed anne’s jumper and pulled it hard pulling it off her. Screaming and now both topless the two women struggled together arms locked together, crashing into furniture and then back into the wall. Anne yanked at paula’s skirt and Paula did the same and as they fell to the floor they tore hard and kicked as their skirts were removed to reveal neither woman was wearing panties and their stockinged legs wrapped together as they locked and rolled round and round the carpeted floor, each screaming and cursing the other, hair being yanked out by the hand full, nails raking at stockings causing them to tear and ladder.

Neither woman would give anything as they rolled slowly over and over till they hit the wall and luckily for Anne she was on top, instinctively she released one hand and grabbed hold of Paula’s left boob and squeezed as hard as she could, causing Paula to scream loudly and yank Anne’s hair pulling her head back hard but Anne just tightened her squeeze on her boob digging her fingers in hard, soft tit flesh squeezing between her long fingers.

The intensity of the fight was incredible the challenger and the challenged both fighting harder than ever before, Paula then grabbed hold of Anne’s right boob and squeezed back. “Whore..” screamed Anne as she twisted her nails deeper into her blonde hair and her other hand now grabbed at Paula’s nipple and between finger and thumb she pinched hard.. Paula rolled them over so they were on their sides, their legs locked together until Anne tried to push her leg between Paula’s only to feel Paula bring her knee up hard again between her thighs. “Aggggghh screamed Anne as she rolled away and the pair separated, getting to their knees, their tattered stockings hanging down their legs, hair all over the place as they glared at each other, both breathing hard.

At that moment the door burst open and a startled night manager and assistant burst in and could not believe their eyes, two sexy scantily clad women facing each other in the fury of a feline fight. Taking hold of one woman each they dragged them apart before two more staff arrived and both women were led to the side of the room and sternly told to calm down and leave immediately. Handing them their clothes back Anne and Paula got dressed.

“This isn’t over bitch” snarled Paula . “You got that right SLUT” snarled Anne as she ran her fingers though her hair, strands of her hair coming away…both women having tasted each other and wanting more… and both knowing their husbands would be more than happy to set up a rematch.