THE NEIGBOR

By Diane and Melissa

Melissa:

My friend Sandy asked me to look after her house while she was away for a week long conference. I was happy to oblige my friend. As stated earlier; her house was amazing and huge and a lot nicer than my apartment and it had a pool and a hot tub and a sauna. I decided to stay there while she was away.

I had left work and drove directly to Sandy’s house. I was still wearing my work clothes; a very tight, short, low cut red dress. I pulled into the drive way. I opened the trunk to get my luggage. It had slid forward almost out of my reach. I reached in to retrieve it. “Nice ass.” I heard a female voice say. I was startled as I pulled out of the trunk bumping my head. “Thanks” I said as I adjusted my dress and turned to survey the woman standing in front of me. She was about 5 foot 3 with long brunette hair and very busty. She was dressed in a white tank top and cut off blue jean shorts and white sneakers. She was obviously braless as my eyes locked onto those huge erect nipples poking at her top. I put her in her late 40s or early 50s. “If you are going to bend over like that, you shouldn’t wear a dress that short, honey.”

“Thanks for the advice. Who are you?” I asked. “My name is Diane. I live a couple of doors down.” “Nice to meet you. I am Melissa.” “Yes, I know. You are her new play toy, the lez bitch!” I bristled. “Well it has been nice talking to you.” I said coolly and turned to go to the house. “You know she is very lucky. We almost got into a fight one night but it was broken up before I could kick her ass.” Diane continued. I remember Sandy telling me about this girl. It seemed to me that Sandy’s story inferred that Diane was the lucky one that fight did not take place. “I seriously doubt you could handle Sandy, baby. She is tough.” I sneered. “So, you doubt my toughness, honey. Maybe I should kick your ass right here and now and show you how tough I am.” Diane challenged.

“You are challenging me to fight; here; now” I questioned. “ Indeed, I am, bitch. That is if you are not afraid of a good ass kicking.” She responded. “I am not exactly dressed to indulge you at the moment but if you come inside, we can certainly do it in private and comfort.” I suggested. “Right behind you, blondie.”

Diane and I went inside. I showed her to the living room; seated her on the sofa and got her a glass of wine. “You stay right here. I am going to change.” I said. I went to the bedroom and slipped out of my clothes. I checked myself out my naked image in the mirror. My nipples where hard and erect on my 36C breasts; my ass was firm and smooth; my blonde hair tumbled over my shoulders; my stomach was fluttering; my clit was tingling. I slipped on my full-length white robe and made my way back to the living room. Diane looked at me and seemed to like what she saw. “I am so glad you didn’t duck out the back door, honey.” She chirped. “Not a chance, baby. Sandy would want me to kick your ass.” I sipped my glass if wine.

“I would love a tour of this dump.” Hinted Diane. I obliged; showing her the whole house and ending up back at the gym by design. This gym was fully equipped including mirrored walls and a plush thick mat where Sandy and I had wrestled many times. “This is where I am going to kick your ass.” I stated. Diane smiled at me. She took my glass of wine and hers and sat it down on the bar and walked back towards me. I was standing at the edge of the mat.

Diane:

I pull off my top tossing it aside then remove my shorts all the time you standing watching me. I hook my thumbs in my skimpy underwear and slide them down and off. I step up to you and can’t wait to start wrestling you. I pull the robe down over one shoulder letting the top of your breast show. We grab one another’s forearms tight. We are just about to go for each other’s hair when the door bell upstairs rings. 

You shrug the robe back on and say...

Don’t go away Bitch I’ll be right back....

We both are so looking forward to getting each other down and rolling. 

I take my glass and walk around the room looking at all your gym equipment. None of it impressed me I’m not the gym type.  All my fights have been either in living room, bedrooms or outside. 

It seems like it’s taking you forever upstairs so I climb the steps. The steps come out in the kitchen and I almost bump into you. 

Ok let’s go.

I grab your arm pulling you back. I open the robe to look at your body and instantly want to fight you. 

How about right here....... 

I set my wine glass on the center island and pull your robe off you letting it drop to the floor. You come at me and we clench hands entwining our fingers. Our bodies come together chest to chest. Our eyes locked on each other as our clenched hands wave out to the sides and over our heads. You back me into the center island. It becomes a test of strength.  We both moan as we strain and struggle against each other.  We are both getting aroused. 

Come on bitch fight!

Mmmmm. Wait till I get your hair bitch....

I turn you around getting you against the island our clenched hands moving more now trying to put struggle each other. 

Yeah cunt try pulling my hair...

Let go of my hands and you’ll see...

As if on go we both release our hands and bury them in each other’s hair pulling.  

Oh you fuck.....

Ahhhhhhhhhh. Bitch......

We come off the island yanking and tugging one another’s heads back and forth and slam into the refrigerator.  We bend each other over at the waist heads and hair almost touching the floor. 

Come on bitch fight....

I can feel myself getting very aroused with this catfight and body contact with you.

Melissa:

My burning scalp was making my eyes water as we abused each others hair. We slowly battled back to a vertical position. Our breasts shimmered and rolled as we struggled. “You are not that tough, bitch!” I lied. Actually, I was quite impressed with my opponent’s strength and toughness. “Fuck you, blondie! You are going down.” she responded.

I moved toward her, stuck out my leg and managed to twist Diane to the floor on her back. I fell on top. The brunette’s head hit the hard tile floor hard but it didn’t seem to bother her. My right leg was between her legs. I could feel her moist pussy on the front of my thigh. “You little bitch. You are enjoying this little fight, aren’t you?” I teased. Suddenly, Diane clamped my leg between hers and rolled me to the bottom. The floor was hard and cold as she pinned me down.

I yelped in pain as, suddenly, Diane released my hair and seized two handfuls of my beautiful breasts. I squealed as she pushed, pulled, squeezed and kneaded my boobs. I released her hair and tried to dislodge her hands. Suddenly, I lashed out with closed fists aimed at my opponent’s head. I could feel both left and right connect with the side of her head. The brunette’s grip relaxed as she slumped, stunned on top of me. I squirmed out from under my lethargic opponent and straddled her bare back. Diane was laying front down; her head to one side; her eyes fluttering. I snapped her left arm into a chicken wing hammerlock, grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her roughly to her feet.

“We are going to get damaged on this floor, honey. Let’s go somewhere more comfortable.” Diane protested as I marched her up the stairs; down the hall and into Sandy’s bedroom. I noticed Diane’s ample breasts in the mirror as they jiggled and bounced as I forced her along.

I marched her the end of the king-sized bed and pushed her front first onto the bed. I watched as her legs dangled off the end of the bed. “You have a great ass for an older woman.” I observed as I gave it a good smack and watch it shimmer. “I need to find something to tie you up. You will be a nice surprise when Sandy gets home and finds you in the middle of her bed all naked, horny and tied up.” I teased.

Sandy had all the toys. I rummaged around in her top drawer. I found a nice set of leather cuffs. I pulled the out of the drawer and turned towards the bed.

Diane:

I shook my head to clear it. The bitch sucker punched me. I thought she just wanted to wrestle. If she wants an allout fight, I’ll give her one. I vaguely heard her say something about tying me up. 

Melissa was going thru a dresser when I got up. She turned around with a pair of handcuffs in her hand as I lunged at her. I saw the surprised look on her face as she dropped the cuffs. We came together grabbing wrists. 

Fucking cunt......

SOCK

I punched her in the face.  She came back with a hit to my face. 

SOCK

I threw my arm around her neck in a headlock. She got me in one and we bent onto the dresser.  Sliding along it we knocked everything to the floor. My free hand grabbed my wrist and pulled my headlock tight. She did the same and we took each other down on the bedroom floor. Legs kicked and knees tried to find cunts as we wrestled. I got on top of her but she rolled us over. My bare body was getting aroused wrestling with this woman. We grunted and groaned struggling and straining against each other rolling first one way then back the other.  Breathing became faster and louder and we began panting. She was tougher than I thought. This was going to be a rough fight. If I could ram my knee into her cunt a few times I may weaken her.

Melissa:

This fight was a little rougher than I like but I was hot and horny as hell to be struggling with this naked little dynamo. Diane released my head and pushed her torso up off of mine, pushing with her hands against my breasts. It looked like she wanted to get in a better position to knee me in my silken pussy. I released her head and winced as she flattened my boobs again. I saw what she was trying to do and blocked a blow to my crotch by scissoring her leg. I sat up and thrust my arm behind her back, forcing my opponent off balance and onto the floor on her front.

I rolled on top of my prone opponent’s bare back; my hard, erect nipples burrowing into Diane’s back. I wrapped my right arm around the brunette’s neck and secured a tight chin lock. Diane’s chin was lodged in the crook of my elbow as I pulled her head back, bending her neck. I managed to get my leg free and settled in straddling Diane’s naked ass; my wet, pussy pulsing as it caressed the smooth soft skin of her beautiful ass; my nipples tingling as they pressed against my opponent’s bare back.

“You running out of gas, baby?” I whispered in her ear. With that, I felt something like a bee sting. I yelped, released my chin lock and sat up, straddling the small of the brunette’s back. My arm had slipped up over Diane’s mouth and she bit my arm. As I checked out my arm, I felt Diane twist over onto her back under me. I looked down to see her hands lunging for my wounded boobs. I grabbed her wrists and quickly wrestled my opponent’s arms to floor; pinning her wrists tightly above her head. I launched myself into a school girl pin position, placing my knees roughly on her arms and my ass squarely on her heaving breasts.

“You are mine now, you bitch!” I sneered as I peered down into her face; knowing her chin was inches from my silky, smooth pussy.

Diane

I struggled underneath the bitch and her smelly cunt. 

You fucking bit........

I didn’t get it all out as Melissa slid her womanhood up over my mouth and nose. I bucked like a bronco under her but couldn’t unseat her. She slid back and I gasped for air. I’m lesbian and you do eat pussy but when I want to and who I choose. 

How’s that taste bitch. Want more?......

Again, her cunt covered my mouth. Our fight was hot. Not only arousal hot but sweaty hot which proved to be my saving grace. As Melissa was concentrating on force feeding me her pussy.  I yanked my sweaty wrist from her grip. My fist caught her just under her eye and toppled her off me. I was quickly on top of her and her breasts right in front of me so I bit one huge mound. She yelled out in pain and managed to roll me over. I got her hair and pulled. She got mine and pulled back. Over and over we turned each other heads bent way back teeth clenched both of us moaning in pain. Our legs battled for domination on each other as we wrestled.

Melissa:

Diane and I tumbled over and over; each of us trying to get an advantage. Finally, as I rolled on top, scissoring her leg, I released her hair and jammed my right forearm across my opponent’s throat and pressed down with all my weight. Diane immediately released my hair. Her hands went directly to her neck, trying to release the pressure. She was coughing and spluttering and choking as I cut off her wind pipe. I used her distraction to straddle the brunette’s bare belly. I grabbed her wrists and quickly and firmly stretched her arms above her head and pinned them tightly to the floor.

Diane was still breathing heavily as my swollen breasts hovered above her face. Her eyes opened wide as I dropped my chest on her face. Diane turned her head from side to side as she tried to avoid having her face wedged between my firm breasts. “You bite me one more time and I will knock all your teeth out. Do you hear me?” I snarled. “Now, do you want to go under my pussy or my breasts?”

I could feel Diane’s hard erect nipples tickling my torso as I pinned her down. It felt so hot as my opponent bucked her hips forcing her naked belly hard against my pussy causing pressure on my engorged clitoris as it clamored to escape from under its hood. I could feel a surge running through my body. I shuddered as I started to orgasm. I tried to hide it from my opponent but I am sure she could feel the warm, wet juices on her bare belly.

Diane:

I felt the warm ness on my stomach at about the same time Melissa shudder so I knew the Bitch had an orgasm. I took the opportunity as I know she would be in a weakened state momentarily. I heaved upward with my hips catching her off guard and dumping her over on her back. Quickly I sprang on top of her my hands going right for her throat. Her surprised look soon vanished and she grabbed my forearms digging her nails into the dark hairs on my arms. She rocked back and forth underneath me scratching my arms badly making a few bloody scratches.  She heaved her hips up and our pussies pressed tight together mashing my pubic hairs together. Her silky, smooth pussy wet with her juices.  Her hands slid up my arms to my shoulders then onto my throat choking me back. We both clenched our teeth as we dug fingers and finger nails into one another’s flesh. With both of us making all kinds of grunting, groaning and choking noises she started to roll us. I locked up our legs tight in a grapevine but she managed to get me over coming on top of me. We continued to choke each other both making gagging noises.  I gathered up some strength and wrestled her over getting back on top.  Our tits were having their own fight hard nipples dueling with each other. Again, she rolled us over and again I wrestled back on top of her. We were both in a thick sweat now our slick bodies sliding against each other. Our faces on the verge of turning purple from choking one another. I finally grabbed her wrist prying her one hand off my windpipe.  She opted to do the same to me. Now holding one another by the wrists the rolling and wrestling got furious.

Melissa:

Between the orgasm and the long struggle; I was starting to feel a little fatigued. Every time she got me down required me to dig down deep to reverse the situation. Every time we rolled; it seemed harder to displace my opponent. My arms where burning Once again, I got on top. I stuck out my leg to stop us rolling; pushed my self away from my opponent and up to my knees. I pulled my feet under me and stood up; pulling Diane up to her feet with me.

We where both a mess; our hair dishevelled; our bodies bruised and scratched. We still held onto each other’s wrists. “You had enough yet, bitch?” I snarled knowing the answer already. Diane quickly answered by releasing my wrist and attacking; trying to wrap her right arm around my neck attempting to catch me in a side head lock. I ducked my head causing her arm to slip off the top of my head. The brunette’s back was turned to me momentarily. I quickly bearhugged her from behind, forcing my arms under her arm pits and latching my hands together between her breasts. I pulled tight making her grunt as I crushed her swollen boobs into her chest. My breasts pancaked against my opponent’s back; my hard nipples burrowing into her back.

Diane had been pulling fruitlessly at my hands. Suddenly she reached up over her head, trying to bury her hands in my hair. As she reached back, I quickly, locked the brunette into a tight full nelson. I laced my fingers together behind her neck and squeezed. I pulled up using my slight height advantage, forcing her head down. I shook her like a rag doll making her heaving breasts sway violently from side to side and up and down.

I marched my captive over to the end of the bed and planted her face down. I fell on top of her lengthwise still with the full nelson locked on. I rolled over onto my back, pulling Diane over on top of me. I wrapped my legs around the brunette’s waist and locked my ankles, squeezing with all my might. Diane’s breasts rolled on her chest as she moaned in the full nelson.

“You are finished. Give it up! You are not getting out of this.” I warned. We where both breathing heavily and perspiring profusely.

Diane

My ribs felt like they were broken.  I gritted my teeth and tried to bare it trying to roll us over or kick her or something. It happened quite by accident. Melissa gave a tight squeeze that I thought was going to break me in half. I let out a cry and stretched my legs out throwing my head backwards.  Because she was on her back on the bed she couldn’t move her head and my head made hard contact with her nose. I thought I heard her yell but I wasn’t sure over my yelling but I did feel her hold on my upper body loosen slightly. I pulled my arms free and dug all 10 nails on both my hands deep into her inner thighs. I may have drawn blood but she screamed and her legs opened up. I scrambled up and turned around diving on top of her. Clenching her hands. 

Now your going to get it you fucking cock sucker...

Nooooooooo....

Melissa screamed out and rolled me over climbing on top of me.  We were both dripping sweat and it made holding each other difficult.  Our breasts slide back and forth across each other’s. My damp hairy cunt pressed into hers. Since gripping each other was becoming hard I let go of her hands and dug both of mine into her hair making sure all

My nails dug into her scalp. I yanked her head backwards and heaved rolling her off me. As we fell off the side of the bed into the cramped space between the bed and wall Melissa got her hands first on my wrists then my forearms scratching me then into my hair. We struggled in that cramped space banging the bed and wall kicking and pulling each other’s hair.  I thought for sure we would both wind up with huge bald spots.  I didn’t want to fight her in that cramped space so we started working to our knees then our feet still yanking unmercifully on each other’s hair. 

Ohhhhhh you fuck....

God dam it bitch......

Let go of my fucking hair bitch!

You let go of mine, you cunt!

When we reached our feet, we crashed onto the night stand breaking the lamp. I was on her so the broken pieces dig into her back and hip. Melissa heaved up off the night stand and took us back onto the bed. Still pulling hair we rolled each other over a few times leaving bloody marks on the bedspread.

Melissa:

As we rolled each other over and over; I realized why I didn’t like to catfight. I was marked, scratched, cut and bruised all over and I am sure some hair was missing. I was exhausted. Each time she got me down; it was a big task to reverse her and getting harder. My arms where like rubber; almost numb from exhaustion. This was without doubt, the hardest fight I have ever been involved in. Diane was tough, experienced and strong. I was starting to admire her perseverance and I was getting hot again as she was starting to dominate me. She was on top for longer periods of time and I knew she could tell that I was getting weaker and weaker by the minute. Our naked bodies melted together; our pussies and breasts and nipples and bellies and legs and arms in a tangled frenzy.

We where right in the middle of the king-sized bed. Diane had just rolled on top again as we yanked on each others hair mercilessly. I tried to reverse once again but this time I failed. I felt powerless as she maintained her position on top of me. I released her hair as I relaxed, my arms falling to the bed in failure and submission; knowing I had just been out-fought by a better woman.

I knew Diane could sense victory as I am sure she could feel my body relax under her. In a flash, she scrambled into sitting position, straddling my chest in a school girl pin. My arms where pinned hard to the bed above my head; her knees dug into my biceps; her naked ass crushed my boobs mercilessly. It felt so hot. Diane’s wet matted pussy caressed my neck and pushed on my chin. My chest and belly where heaving as I breathed heavily; my legs lay flat on the bed. The brunette’s swaying breasts seemed huge as I peered up from between her powerful thighs.

“You don’t look so good now, baby girl.” I heard her say.” Are you going to finally admit that I am the better woman here?” I just lay there in silence; too exhausted to reply and too embarrassed to submit to her and admit that another woman had beat me up.

Diane:

I had her down. I didn’t know how long you could keep her down if she wanted to get up. The only advantage I could get would be to make her think I was fresh and able to go on with this fight if need be. 

My pussy was damp with sweat and I will admit some of that dampness was also from m the lesbian part of me.  

Now sitting on her I had a weird feeling that I maybe wanted it to go on. 

Ready to eat me bitch?

I inched I p pushing my hairy bush over Melissa’s chin. She clamped her mouth shut. I moved up more and my pussy covered her mouth. 

Eat me bitch....

I grabbed her nose pinching it closed so she had to open her mouth. 

Come on push your tongue in...

Melissa began using her tongue on me and I let my head roll back as the sexual sensation flowed over me.  I finally had an orgasm pulsing and pulsing over her face. 

When I was done, I climbed off of her my juices dripping from m my cunt. Melissa just laid there which I was glad about because if she had gotten up and jumped on me, I would have wound up in her position. 

I gave her huge tit a squeeze. 

Anytime you want to try and fuck with me again just let me know bitch.