Title:  Bitter Enemies
By: Saxtaz79
 
Misty was a beautiful woman at the age of 25, although she had been that way since she was 18.  She knew she was gorgeous and she loved to flaunt it.  At 18 she was already a 32C and her height was 5’7.  She has dirty blonde hair that made every woman jealous of her.  Every woman that is except for Amy.
Amy knew Misty well.  After all they were “cousins.”  Well that is Misty’s step-father was her uncle.  Misty never knew who her real father was.  But that didn’t stop her step-father from treating her like one of the family as well as the others.  That is expect for Amy.
Amy was almost a mirror to Misty in the looks and development department.  Amy was blossomed into a 34C when she was 18.  She was 5’8 and a few pounds more on Misty.  She had green eyes and red hair and the red hair definitely fit the personality.  Amy loved to pick fights because the majority of the times she won. 
Misty had a few scrapes but most of her fights centered around fighting Amy.  For the most part Misty held her own, but Amy always found a way of exploiting Misty’s weaknesses and really using them against her.  Especially when the fights took on a more erotic nature.
Misty felt that one day she would beat her rival.  Sure it wouldn’t make up for all the times she lost to, ‘The Bitch,” or, “The Slut,” as she would put it.  Yet, she wanted one time to beat her.  It would appear that she would at least get the opportunity during one of the family reunion.
Since it was in the middle of the summer, the girls were dressed in bikini’s mostly to show off their bodies to each other.   It was their secret way of one-upping the other. The family didn’t really notice, which suit them fine.
Instantly when the two got in the same room, the tension between them surged.  What really got to them was they were wearing the same bikini!  Both we’re dressed in black and in sizes that were clearly too small for them.
Misty prided herself not to get involved with her at the reunion.  At least not with anyone around the two of them.  Amy, however, being the kind of person she was wanted to get her going only to humiliate her yet again.
And that’s just what happened when Amy “accidently” bumped into Misty in the kitchen when the two were getting a glass of water. 
“Hey, why don’t you watch where you fat ass is going,” Amy hissed at her rival.
“At least I didn’t try to get my fat ass into something I couldn’t fit into,” Misty replied with a hiss, “God how many mirrors broke after you tried that on and looked at it.”
“You’re just jealous, because you will never beat me.  Face it bitch, you’ll never be like me.”
“Why the hell would I want to be a two cent whore?  Lord knows you’ve spread your legs with anything with two legs.  I wouldn’t be surprised if you did for ones with four legs as well!”
“You weren’t complaining after our last encounter.  Then again, you were knocked out as well.”
“Fuck you!”
“I believe I was doing that to you,” Amy smiled.
“Shut your fucking mouth!  That’s only suppose to be between us,” Misty said stamping her foot.
“Oh what’s the matter; you don’t want these people to know your dark secret.”
“Those people are my family just as they are yours,” Misty yelled getting in Amy’s face.
“Those people are nothing to you, just like you’re noting to me.  I would call you a bastard, but that’s too nice for even me to say.  You’re nothing to this family.  The only thing you are is the daughter of a whore who spread her legs for anything that moved.  Your father didn’t want you because you’re a stupid bitch who is just like her mother.”
SLAP!
Misty couldn’t stop herself and slapped Amy hard across her face.  Amy’s head snapped to the side from the force of the blow.  Misty stood there shaking in anger.  What she couldn’t see was Amy smiling because Misty played into her hand once again.
“You stupid whore,” Misty yelled as loud as she could drawing the attention of the others in the other room. “You no good bitch, why the hell do you have to be so cruel to me?”
Amy didn’t answer right away with words.  Instead she lunged at Misty wrapping her hands around her throat and leaning her backwards across the kitchen sink.  “Because you little bitch, I don’t like you.  Why don’t you get the fucking hint?”
Misty struggled to get free from her attacker but Amy held her in a way where she couldn’t get free.  Other family members finally heard the commotion and came running into the room.  Pulling Amy off of the trapped blonde Amy snarled and hissed trying to get back at her.  Misty slip to the floor gulping in some air, but eventually some of the family helped her up to her feet.  Once Misty was back up on her feet however she ran towards Amy, only to be stopped again by family.
“This isn’t over you whore,” Misty yelled.
“I welcome your newest challenge whore,” Amy shot back.
Amy was escorted out of the house since she was the one that started the fight.  Amy instantly drove home and smiled the whole way.  Inside, she knew that Misty would make herself known again before the end of the night.  Misty sat at the family table trying to shake the image of Amy strangling her.
“Stupid bitch,” she thought.  “I’m not going to fucking take that shit from her.”
“Just let it go,” Misty’s mom whispered to her. “She’s always going to get at you.  The best thing you can do is walk away from this.”
“That’s not the way you raised me!  I’m not going to let that little slut bad mouth you or me the way she just did in there!”
“Dammit, she could kill you.”
“She’s done worse than that.”
“What are you getting at?”
And it was then when Misty confessed her the stories of all their fights to her mother.  Misty’s mom sat there and listened and when it was all over, she asked the same question that Misty herself asks, “Why in the hell do you think you’ll win this time?”
Misty just shrugged, kissed her mother and left.  There was one place she was going, and everyone who saw Misty leave knew exactly where she was going.  Within a half an hour, Misty was at Amy’s house.  When she went to the front door, she saw that it was slightly open as if Amy knew Misty would be showing up on her doorstep.
Misty smiled as she entered her rivals house and closing the front door behind her.  She also locked the door, in case they got to loud and someone tried to come in. However, when she turned around, she was all alone in Amy’s living room.
“Where the hell are you,” Misty shouted!
“Come and find me,” Amy’s voice yelled back.
Misty sighed, but had a good idea where she was. It was the same place they usually fight at each other’s houses.  The bedroom.   Misty walked cautiously towards the bedroom fully expecting a trap.  She was surprised when she walked into the dimly lit room to see Amy laying on the bed and naked as the day she was born.  A small patch of auburn hair rested on her mound.  Smiling she looked at her rival who was still clothed in the doorway.  “I was wondering when you would ever get here.  Getting advice from your whore mother again.”
Misty just flipped off her rival and undid her bikini top, letting it fall to the floor.  She followed suit by slipping off her bottom.  She stood in the doorway as Amy got off the bed with her hands crossed over her tits.
“It’s a shame really though Misty.  I get tired of beating you and beating you.  You’re just too easy to defeat.  You’re almost not worth my time.”
As she finished talking she was standing at the foot of her king sized bed.  Misty smiled; she knew Amy’s mouth would eventually get her into trouble.  She runs across the room tackling Amy onto the bed.  Amy was caught off guard as Misty lands hard onto her, but begins to whimper as Misty sends slap after slap onto Amy’s sexy face.
“Fucking bitch, it’s time you get your comeuppance for once.”
Misty smiles as she sits up on Amy’s belly and begins to maul her rival’s tits in her greedy hands.  Amy screams as her tits are being turned every different way. Misty’s fingers also were greedy as they began to pinch Amy’s nipples.  Amy trashed on the bed underneath Misty.
“Let go of me you slut,” Amy snarled.
“What’s the matter, I thought you liked it rough,” Misty laughs.
“Ugh…not as much as I like this,” Amy says through gritted teeth.
Reaching up Amy latches onto Misty’s tits.  Misty arched her head back and howled at the pain that was now surging in her body.  Amy laughed as she began to pull Misty down closer to her.
“You’re going down, in more ways than one,” Amy grunted.
Misty was starting to believe she was right as Amy pulled her down.  Once Amy had her closer to her, she tried to roll over on top of her.  Misty however, would not be denied and rolled along with her trying to keep her somewhat top dominance.  This kept going until the two fell of the bed and crashed onto the floor.  Both girls got the wind knocked out of them, surprisingly Amy getting the worse of it as she was on bottom of the pile.  Misty rolled away but not before kicking Amy in the side trying to use the bed to stand.  Amy coughed as she rolled to her side from the kick.  She too was weakly trying to stand, using the night table for balance. 
Misty smiled as she seen Amy struggling to stand.  Misty sucked in some air and kicked out at Amy’s knees knocking the redhead down to her knees again and causing a yelp from her advisory. 
“Not so tough are you now,” Misty hissed grabbing the back of Amy’s hair pulling her head back hard.
Amy’s response was a cry as Misty was overpowering her.  It was then Amy’s look of confidence turned into fear.  That look too was soon replaced as Misty began to gouge Amy’s eyes with her long nails.  Amy trashed around trying to get away, but Misty had a death grip on Amy’s hair. 
Misty having enough of Amy’s movements lets go of Amy’s hair.  She then goes to grabbing Amy’s arms pulling them backwards.  She also puts her knee into Amy’s back stretching her very painfully as per Amy’s agonizing screams.  Misty couldn’t help but laugh at Amy’s misfortunes.  Especially since it was rare that she was ever in this kind of position so early on in a fight. 
“Give it up now, or I’ll snap you in half,” Misty shouted at her trapped foe.
“Never,” came the painful cry from Amy.
Misty held her for tight but Amy still wouldn’t give in to her cousin.  Every ounce of strength she had left was saying not to give into this bitch.  Misty however could feel Amy weakening.  That alone was giving her a new sense of power.  However, she was tiring of hurting Amy this way.  She finally let Amy go letting the redhead drop to the floor.
Amy didn’t get any reprieve as she was rolled over onto her back.  Misty then sat down on Amy’s belly with her luscious ass facing Amy’s face.  Reaching down she pulled on Amy’s bush causing blood curling screams to come from her “cousin.” 
“I could sit here all night and pluck you bald whore,” Misty gloated.
Amy responded by getting her hands free and raking her claws down Misty’s back.  Misty screamed followed by, “That hurts bitch!”  She smiled though as she rammed her fist into Amy’s soft belly causing a groan from Amy’s luscious lips.  Misty answered with three more punches which caused Amy’s limbs to go limp.
Misty smiled as Amy’s body was basically telling her she gave up.  Misty slid off her cousin’s body and sat beside her, dusting herself off.  Amy now had a begging look in her eyes, but Misty just laughed.
“After everything you’ve put me through, do you really expect me to go easy on you?”
Amy shook her head no which Misty just laughed at.  Misty then slid her fingers down the redhead’s body until she came down to her pussy.  Amy pleaded for Misty to stop as Misty toyed with plunging her fingers into her.
“Beg all you want bitch,” Misty laughed, “I’m just getting started with your punishment.”
Amy whimpered, but it was to no avail.  Misty smiled as she rammed three fingers into Misty’s pussy.  Amy screamed at first to the pain, but soon was moaning sounds of pleasure and humping her rival’s hand.
“There you like that don’t you bitch?  Now for once you will cum for me!”
Amy tried to whimper out a no but found herself begging to be fucked harder.  Misty smiled as Amy was finally submitting to her.  Within just mere minutes Amy exploded in a forced orgasm that sent shivers through her body.  She tried to look tough like she always did to Misty, but the tears streaming down her eyes told a different story.  Misty had finally gained her revenge and in reality it was killing Amy.  Misty sensed this as she leaned in licking the tears that were on Amy’s cheeks.
“Victory never tasted so sweet,” Misty purred.  “You’ve learned today that I can in fact beat you.”
“I’m-I’m..”
“It’s too late for that!” 
Misty finished her statement by punching Amy in the chest over and over again.  Amy finally screamed she had enough, but Misty still wasn’t done.
“Come now, Amy,” Misty smiled.  “You honestly thought I was going to let you off that easy.  You never would let me get away with anything like that.”
Misty smiled as she planted her sweet ass onto Amy’s once beautiful face.  Amy tried to protest, but Misty gave Amy’s nipples a little pinch to keep her in check.  “You’re going to lick me, just like you’ve always done to me.  It’s either that or choke out as my ass smothers you.  You’re choice bitch!”
Amy’s whimpers were muffled, but soon she relented and started to lick Misty’s already wet snatch.
“MMM, that’s my girl,” Misty smiled as she rode Amy’s tongue and face.  “You know how to do that very well.”
Amy cried, but soon was gagging as Misty released an explosive orgasm on her face.  The juices alone nearly drowned Amy.  Once done Misty got off Amy kicking her in the side for good measure and dressed back in her bikini.  Misty then seen Amy’s bikini on the floor and picked it up.
“It looks better on me anyway skank!  If you want it back, you know where to find me.  If you ever want that rematch you’ll be dreaming about tonight.”
Amy didn’t answer.  Instead she curled in a ball and sobbed.  Misty had finally beaten her.  Things have changed now.  Yet, despite her cries, after Misty was long gone, Amy began to laugh.  Now the games were just beginning.”
 
The End for now…