The Twins by Rough Catfights
It was a hot, sultry summer night in New York City, and it was finally Friday.
Ashley and Amber were loose on the town, hitting the coolest clubs. The two hot girls were identical twins. There were only a few people who could even tell them apart. The raven haired 22 year old beauties stood just under 5’ 4”, had tan skin and striking cool gray eyes. Sexy as hell in their slinky little black dresses. Friday nights they just bounced from club to club. They danced for hours, turned plenty of heads, chatted with gorgeous guys and enjoyed the drinks the guys bought for them.
At 3 am it was finally time for the last taxi ride home to the luxurious loft apartment they shared on the Upper East Side, two blocks from Central Park. Yeah, these sisters had money, or rather their family had money.
Out of the taxi they came, staggering slightly as they entered the building. They were feeling the effects of those drinks. Hands draped loosely around one another’s hips, they reached the elevator. Once inside, Ashley pressed the button for the top floor.
Amber began to grope her sister and rubbed her pussy against Ashley’s hip…“Mmm….you gonna give me some tonight?”
“God..you stay horny, don’t you?”
Amber nuzzled her sibling’s neck. “Mmm hmm…you know it.” Amber leaned back against the elevator wall and gently stroked the velvet softness between her legs.
“You’re pretty drunk tonight,” Ashley observed in response to her sister’s lascivious behavior.
…..Top floor…..
They came tumbling out of the elevator, making the short walk down the narrow hallway to their luxury aprtment.
Ashley mentioned her latest conquest. “Daniel and I are hooking up tonight.”
“I saw you two getting cozy at Outer Heaven.”
“Oh yeah, Ashley grinned. “I’m meeting him at Bailey’s…tonight at 8.” She gave Amber a peck on the lips. “Don’t wait up..”
“Oh, you’re so funny.” Amber responded sarcastically.
They reached their apartment, unlocked the door and stumbled inside. The girls kicked off their black stilettos and settled in on the huge sofa.
“You know I was talking to Daniel first,” Amber said as she played with her hair.
“Oh..for real?” Ashley tried to sound surprised.
“Yeah, I’d had my eye on him. I went over and we started to talk. I had to go to the ladies room. When I came back, you were all over him.”
“Sorry, Amber. Guess you just fumbled the ball, didn’t you?”
Amber suddenly glared at her sister. “You think you’ve really got what he needs? I’m the one who knows what he wants.”
“Oh..is that so?”
“Ahh..YES….that’s so. I’m better in bed than you are, and you know it,” Amber cried.
“Okay, baby…you need to go sleep it off.” Ashley scoffed.
“No, we need to talk about this,” Amber insisted firmly.
“Not when you’re being a jealous bitch. You’re just pissed off because I made a date with Daniel first. You’re the one who usually gets every guy’s number. You’re the one usually going down on someone before we even leave the club,” Ashley stated.
Amber rose from the sofa and stood defiantly before Ashley, hands on her hips. “Fucking jealous of you? Don’t make me laugh.”
Ashley wasn’t intimidated. These were the little mind games the twins liked to play with one another on occasion. “You know what…I’m going to bed, bitch..” she said as she got up.
“No..you’re not going anywhere.” Amber grabbed Ashley tightly by the arm and their steely gray eyes locked.
“Take your hands off me, Amber.”
Amber only grasped tighter, sinking her nails into Ashley’s forearm…
“You think you’re tough, girl? Think you can kick my ass?” Ashley said with a smirk. Yeah, she was a little drunk and just wanted to crash, but she was so over her sister’s bullshit.
“I know I can,” Amber hissed. “You know damn well I FUCK better than you…and I FIGHT better than you do, too.”
Ashley pulled away. “Like I said, you need to go sleep it off.”
“There’s something else I’d rather do,” Amber said. She shoved Ashley. There was a showdown that had been steadily brewing for a while now. It was ready to explode. They both knew it.
Ashley responded by pushing Amber. “You don’t want any of this tonight…” she cried.
“Oh yes… I want all of it.” Amber extended her right hand and began choking Ashley.
Ashley did the same…
The sisters clutched one another’s throats as their bodies tensed and their eyes glinted with rage. They stood, their faces just inches apart as they squeezed long sleek necks.
“God…I’ve had it with your shit…I’m sick of it…I’m sick of YOU,” Ashley cried with a raspy voice.
After several moments, they released one another and stood trying to catch their breath, rubbing their aching necks. Their hearts started to beat faster.
Amber lunged at her sibling and grasped her neck again, now with both hands. Baring her teeth, Amber wrung Ashley’s neck…clenching tighter and tighter…trying to force her down. Ashley stumbled back slightly and grasped her sisters’s throat with her hands. Their bodies arched sharply as they began another round of vile choking. They pressed into one another, rocking and swaying as their lithe muscles softly flexed. Amber gained the upper hand and forced Ashley down onto the sofa.
“Ugghhh….gaacckk…” Ashley gagged as she fought to breathe. Her grip on Amber’s neck loosened. “Let me..go…fuck..”
Amber obeyed. She took her hands from around Ashley’s throat and sat next to her on the sofa. The sisters moaned and took a moment to regain their composure.
Ashley got up and tried to leave, stumbling slightly. “Shit. Go to bed Amber…Jesus…”
Amber leapt to her feet, grabbed Ashley by the arm and snagged a handful of her shiny black hair. “You’re not going anywhere. I’m not done with you.”
“Fuck…damn it, Amber,” Ashley groaned as her knees buckled and both girls collapsed to the floor. Amber clung to her sisters’s ebony mane with both hands as the girls went at it…
They scrambled to their knees as Ashley began to tug at her opponent’s black party dress. “Fuck girl, you do want my body…” Amber laughed as her dress was pulled down, exposing her pert breasts.
“Shut up. You wanna fight, Amber? Let’s do it.” Ashley snarled.
The twins got to their feet and stepped away from one another as they began stripping out of their sexy black dresses. Amber quickly stripped first and tossed her dress onto a chair.
Ashley was still removing her own dress. “You need some help?” Amber exclaimed as she grabbed the front of Ashley’s dress, tearing the thin fabric with a loud rip.
“You bitch. You fucking tore it,” Ashley yelled as her dress fell to the floor.
The sisters stood before one another, topless with black thongs…alluring tan physiques. They interlocked their tapered fingers and tested one another’s raw strength, mashing their shapely tits together. They growled and pressed their sexy, sweaty bodies together, but found they were equals. They broke free and stepped away from one another.
Ashley dove at her sister without saying a word. They locked up, arms entwined and frantically struggling as the intensity between them grew. They grasped hair and flailed wildly before crashing suddenly onto the floor. Their splendid bodies struggled as one as they fought, all the while clawing at skin with sharp nails and pulling dark hair.
Amber applied waist scissors with her toned legs and fiercely yanked Ashley’s tresses. Ashley pressed her hands into Amber’s pelvis. A sharp pain coursed through her uterus as she winced. She gave Ashley’s hair a hearty tug and tightened her legs. The sisters rolled on the floor and Amber applied a chin lock as she kept the pressure on with her scissor hold.
“You’re mine,” Amber sighed.
Ashley managed to shift her body and drive a swift elbow into Amber’s toned belly. Once..then a second time. The second blow caused Amber to break the hold. Ashley leapt onto her sister and wrapped her arms around Amber’s neck in a rear chokehold.
“Unngghh….bitch..” Amber moaned as Ashley held her firmly. Amber managed to get to her knees.
Ashley tightened the move as Amber struggled to her feet, gnashing her teeth. “Come on…give up..” Ashley begged.
“Never,” Amber cried as she tried to use her hands to pull Ashley’s forearm away from her neck. Amber kept her body in motion which made it harder for Ashley to maintain a strong hold.
Ashley switched to a side headlock and tried to force Amber back to the floor. Amber drove a fist into Ashley’s ribs, grabbed her leg and the twins fell to the floor. They battled body to body, both trying desperately to gain an advantage. They rolled across the spacious living room. Their matching physiques clashed as one on the carpeted floor. Rug burns began to develop on their arms, legs and thighs.
They had tangled many times before, but it was decidedly different this time. It was more intense and aggressive. Their lean bodies were soon glowing with sweat. Their eyes gleamed with pain and unrepentant rage. The fiery little combatants cursed under their breath as they wrestled with a steady rhythm. They fought dirty because they simply couldn’t help themselves. Manes of jet black hair were pulled..harder and harder. Healthy hair shredded and torn out by the very root. Painful scratches with long nails on wet brown flesh. They exchanged the abuse in equal measure. Legs entangled…arms struggling for dominance.
They both fought with the dark desire to release something hidden and perverse between them. Something that was always there. Something these two beauties just couldn’t get past. Tactile pain and pleasure coursed through their young, vibrant bodies as they continued to claw bare skin. Red scratch marks and abrasions began to cover them. Shiny black hair strewn across the floor in strands and clumps. Still feeling the effects of the alcohol as they swam in an ocean of warm flesh on flesh. Their pink pussys were getting wet. It felt so taboo…so wrong…so nasty. But they wouldn’t stop. They couldn’t stop.
Their thin silk panties just barely covered their throbbing youthful cunts, and they instinctively thrust their hips together. Their very sex seemed to be clashing now as well…
“God…dirty cunt..” Ashley whispered with a sigh.
Amber bit her sister’s long smooth neck and almost broke the skin. Ashley clasped Amber’s hair and pulled herself free. The girls halted…both surprised at the raw nature of their private battle. Ashley got to her feet. Amber was on her knees then suddenly leapt at her sister. She hugged her hips, yanking her back down to the floor. They rolled together in a sudden frenzy of arms and legs…
“Sick bitch…I’ll kill you..” Ashley cried. She attained a dominant position on top and thrust her forearm into Amber’s throat.
Amber retaliated by biting Ashley’s sinewy arm and leaving deep red teeth marks. Ashley clawed Amber’s tits, then grabbed a handful of hair and scissored her sister’s ribs with her strong legs.
“I can’t breathe..” Amber gasped. “Let me go…let me go.” Ashley quietly relented and released her sibling.
Amber lay there rubbing her poor ribs. The girls were sprawled out on the floor for several minutes, their heads swirling. They slowly got to their feet and Ashley tried to leave again. Amber tackled her and the twins reeled and careened back onto the floor.
Amber ripped out a clump of her sister’s hair. She applied a a vicious headlock, twisting violently…
“Stop…stop…you’re breaking my neck..” Ashley screamed. Amber let go and the two stopped fighting…breathing heavily and softly cursing one another. “You trying to kill me?” Ashley asked.
Amber didn’t respond. Instead she grabbed Ashley’s dress from the floor and began choking Ashley with it. Ashley groaned and gasped for air as Amber tightened the thin black fabric around her neck. In desperation, Ashley tore at Amber’s face, digging her nails into Amber’s pretty face.
They clawed each other’s necks then choked one another. They wrestled on the carpet, legs coiled together as they kept attacking their slender throats. Graceful necks were now fiery red.
They hesitated again and ceased their fighting….contemplating their next move. Still fighting as equals, neither able to establish true dominance. They were exhausted and running on adrenaline and their unrelenting competitive nature. The sisters got to their knees and glared at one another, their bodies shining with a sheen of sweat on their battered physiques.
“I fight better than you…and I fuck better than you,” Amber said with a cold sneer. “You know it…” Amber removed her black thong and began tugging at Ashley’s…
“Get your hands off me,” Ashley pulled away and then took off her own panties.
They knew this was about wanting to beat one another sexually as well as physically. The twin sisters grasped one another’s lean arms…their toned hips embraced. Their eyes locked on each other fiercely as they began pressing their entwined thighs together. They grunted and moaned as they picked up the pace, slamming their wet cunts into one another.
Oh yes, they had done this before…these perverted siblings. They had indulged in such incestuous activity since they were teenagers and loved the raw forbidden nature of it. Tribadism came naturally to them, an activity that was a part of their competitive drive. Harder and harder the two young girls went at it. Their sweaty bodies trembled and shuddered.
“Mmmm….you dirty slut…” Ashley hissed.
Amber flashed a devilish smirk as the two girls began to grind their pearly erect clits together sending sudden waves of lust through them. Harder still as they cried out passionately, their pussys on fire with wanton desire.
The dark sky had begun to lighten outside. The ravenous sisters continued fuck fighting as the morning rays of sunlight spread throughout the apartment.
“Fuck….FUCK….bitch….” Ashley howled.
The young women clenched their teeth and their eyes narrowed. Their exquisite torsos twisted and flexed as their thighs melded together and their hips clashed. They desperately pounded away at one another as the sound of wet flesh on flesh filled the living room. They both took in the sweet natural scent of their sweaty bodies. A warm shock of energy surged through their womanhood as they both climaxed and fell back onto the carpeted floor. They rubbed their sore wet cunts and passed out next to one another, their arms and legs loosely entangled.
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It was late when Ashley awoke. Very late. She was immediately disoriented because the apartment was dark again. She bolted upright and discovered that she had moved to the sofa. She didn’t even remember getting up. Yes, it was dark. What time was it?
She went into her bedroom, still naked, and saw the digital clock flashing 10:20 pm. Shit. She had slept all day Saturday and well into the evening. There was no sign of Amber. All she heard was the steady hum of traffic outside the Manhattan apartment. Ashley rubbed her eyes. She then realized she had missed her 8 o’clock date with Daniel. She had a dull headache and her body was marred with cuts and abrasions.
As she fumbled for a light in the living room and found her phone, she slowly started to recall everything that had happened the night before. She remembered having a hell of a fight with Amber. Glancing into a nearby mirror, she looked at the dried blood smudged across her body. The savage scratch marks that were etched into her silky tan skin and bruises on her delicate neck. A hell of a fight. Yes, they had clashed many times before, but this fight was particularly nasty and personal. Such was the nature of their love/hate relationship. In the last several months, every catfight they’d had seemed to be more savage and violent. Like always, it had ended in a draw.
Ashley checked her phone for messages. Her eyes grew large. She was stunned at what she saw….
At 8:45, Amber had sent a picture of herself and Daniel at Bailey’s. They were all over each other.
She had sent a text: “Enjoying my date with Daniel.”
Ashley knew exactly what her sister had done. She had showed up at Bailey’s posing as her. She looked at the picture again and began fuming. Daniel thought he was with Ashley. The fucking guy didn’t have a clue he was really with Amber. He didn’t know he was being tricked. He didn’t know he was merely a pawn in a sick and twisted game. Amber proved yet again that she was a devious little cunt. She would do anything to get what she wanted.
Ashley went to the kitchen and ate some cereal. Her head was still throbbing slightly. She then went and had a nice hot shower. She lingered a good fifteen minutes. Her body still ached from her fight earlier. She rubbed her soft pussy as the cascading water caressed her body. She wouldn’t be getting any loving from Daniel tonight. Fucking Amber. She finished in the bathroom and went into her room, put on a dark blue silk robe and matching panties.
A little after midnight she heard Amber arrive back at their apartment. She had on a deep purple mini dress that clung tightly to every inch of her sexy body. She took a shower and made her way into her bedroom where she slipped into a pair of white satin panties.
Ashley made her way to Amber’s room. She abruptly opened the door and went in to see her sister stretched out on the bed contently absorbed in her phone…
“Don’t you knock?” Amber asked bluntly without looking up.
“Have fun on your date? You’re back kind of early,” Ashley said sharply.
Amber grinned, still not looking up. “You like the picture I sent you?”
“You…pretended you were me. Really? You conniving bitch..”
“Hey, at least I got laid. Yeah..we hung out at Bailey’s and had a few drinks then went back to his place. We did some blow, then we fucked. He passed out and I came home,” Amber said very succinctly. “I just texted him. We’re seeing each other again Tuesday.”
“So…you’re going to go on pretending you’re ME?” Ashley asked as she steadily grew angrier.
“Yeah….well, maybe. Shit. I don’t know,” Amber stated nonchalantly.
“Well, I’m going to call him and tell him the TRUTH.” Ashley cried, her voice quivering with rage.
Amber chuckled. “Oh sweetie, you think it fucking matters? You think he even cares? You know I’m better in bed. It’s ME he’s going to want. Not YOU.”
“You fucking bitch..” Ashley said in a soft voice..almost a whisper. The calm before the brewing storm.
Amber still wouldn’t look at Ashley. “And..I’ll tell you, he fucked the shit out of me. Oh yes, I’m seeing him again. I’ll fuck him again. Ill fuck him anytime I want.”
Ashley approached Amber’s bed and let her sexy little robe fall to the floor, revealing her dark blue panties…
“We’re going to finish this tonight,” Ashley said coldly.
Amber glanced up for the first time. “Oh, really? Fuck you,” she said as she looked back down at her phone and shook her head.
Amber’s smug disdain was what set Ashley off. She dove at Amber, grabbing her shiny dark hair and pulling her off the bed…
“Owww…shit!” Amber shrieked as she pried at Ashley’s arms and tried to break free.
Ashley yanked Amber to the floor. She flung her into a nearby wall then drove a fist into Amber’s tight belly. A stunned Amber slumped against the wall. Ashley slapped her deceitful sister hard across the face. Grasping Amber’s hair with both hands, she smashed the back of her head into the wall several times. A sharp blow to the stomach and Amber fell to her knees.
“Crazy..cunt..” Amber groaned. She had never seen Ashley this pissed off. “You want this?” Amber exclaimed as she rubbed her face. She suddenly flew into Ashley and drove her to the floor. She snatched a handful of Ashley’s hair as she mounted her and wildly slapped her face. “You wanna fucking finish this? We’ll finish it…”
In a flurry of anger and passion the sexy twins clashed on the bedroom floor….scratching, slapping and ripping at hair. They both knew that his fight was going to be more vicious than their previous battle. Round two of their weekend at war.
They rolled and clawed at one another…first one on top then the other. Ashley suddenly gained the upper hand and choked Amber. Amber snatched Ashley’s hair and tried to pull her to the floor. She drug her nails across Ashley’s face. Ashley responded by biting Amber’s long fingers as she continued choking her sister. Amber yanked her fingers loose from Ashley’s biting teeth. Pain pulsed through her delicate hands as she bolted upright and drove a fist into Ashley’s mouth, splitting open her lower lip.
Ashley licked her bloody mouth as she girls scrambled to their feet, their eyes glinting. Ashley attacked, applying a side headlock. The sisters lurched together and suddenly fell onto Amber’s bed. Now Amber choked Ashley, pressing her firmly into the soft bed. Ashley ripped at Amber’s face then coiled her fingers around her sibling’s neck again. Their toned arms flexed as they maliciously choked one another for several heart stopping moments, finally tumbling from the bed to the floor.
They quickly sat up and glared at one another, studying the damage already done. Deep scratches…many of them bleeding. They wanted more….more punishment. This catfight was going to be about how much they could damage one another.
“You backstabbing cunt..” Ashley yelled.
Amber extended her middle finger and held it in front of Ashley’s face. They lunged at one another again with fire and venom. Ashley went for Amber’s throat, clawing then biting her neck. Amber ripped at Ashley’s shiny dark hair and sank her own teeth into her sibling’s firm trapezius before biting down on her throat as well.
They catballed and used their teeth like two feral alleycats, biting one another’s shoulders necks and faces. They scratched and ripped at flesh..wanting to see more broken skin..more blood. It was personal…it was explicit and raw. They craved new creative ways to hurt and abuse one another. They intertwined their exquisite bodies in the floor, struggling moaning and fighting vehemently. Mirror images of one another. The world seemed shut out to them. This was their time. A time for primal desires and for these two sisters to reach new heights in their lurid, unrelenting feud.
They embraced tightly and screamed into the deep hot night. The intimacy of this private battle had their nubile bodies on fire. More and more they mauled one another. They kept desperately driving themselves, both quite unsure of the outcome. Perhaps they were just sick and tired of existing in each others’s shadow. Tired of being equals. Tired of being twins. Perhaps after tonight they wouldn’t be twins any longer. It was all about who could leave more welts and abrasions, more bite marks…more scars on perfect bodies. They rolled languidly on Amber’s bedroom floor, their tan legs entwined, tearing and decimating one another.
They halted their merciless conflict for a moment, lying side by side on the soft, luxurious carpet….sweaty little bodies shining with sweat, smeared with blood. Firm, petite breasts heaving in and out. The two even seemed to breathe in sync with one another.
They turned their heads toward one another…
“You had enough?” Amber asked.
“No..dirty fucking slut..” Ashley was still defiant, still wanting payback. They slowly began to rise from the floor…first on their hands and knees and then back on their shaky legs.
“Why do you do the shit you do? Why?” Ashley asked as she wiped blood from her face.
“I do it because I can,” Amber responded coldly.
Ashley slapped Amber as hard as she could across the face. There was a loud crack of Ashley’s hand against Amber’s flesh. Amber flinched, staggered back for a moment then came back at Ashley, backhanding her viciously.
They paused for just a moment then began to unload on one another…savagely slapping back and forth. Four…five..six times. They would stop and caress their red skin then start it up again. Cruel, stinging slaps..their faces raw. They were shedding soft shimmering tears. Ashley grabbed her sister’s hair. Amber did the same, and they engaged in a perverse tug of war as they clenched fiercely at sleek black hair.
“God…I fucking hate you..” Ashley sighed.
“I hate you, too…”
They pulled hair back and forth as they drove knees into one another’s toned stomachs and thighs. They fell against a wall and Amber kneed Ashley’s tender pelvis. A sharp pain coursed deeply through her womanhood…
“I want to hurt you…hurt you bad…” Amber stated with a brutal scowl. Ashley suddenly punched Amber in the crotch. “Aaagghhh….fuck…” Amber shrieked in agony.
The girls leaned into the bedroom wall and glared at one another. They were just barely able to stay on their feet. Their shapely little tits now became the targets. The hate filled girls remained standing as they clawed at one another. Nails dug deeply into soft brown breasts. Slowly they scratched and squeezed, vile cruelty spilling out of them. Their fingers were covered with stringy strands of ebony hair as they grasped desperately at wet flesh. Thin trails of blood mixed with fevered sweat on their soft warm skin.
Ashley raked her nails across Amber’s smooth contoured stomach. Amber clawed at her sisters’s thighs as she bit into Ashley’s breast. They pinched and pulled at one another’s hard nipples. They were lost in a world all their own. A world of lurid torture. Trading pain for pain. A bite here, a scratch there. Their perfect young bodies were racked with pain. They pressed into one another, panting and moaning.
Their foreheads gently touched and their alluring gray eyes met again. Amber bit into Ashley’s lower lip, tearing it open further. Ashley screamed and sank her bloodied mouth into Amber’s sensuous throat. They stumbled away from the wall and fell to their knees, still grasping one another. Reaching into their panties they began mauling the tenderness between their legs.
“I’m more woman than you are,” Amber growled.
“You’re a fucking animal,” Ashley replied, spitting in Amber’s face as she abused her sister’s cunt.
Amber’s fingernails clawed Ashley’s labia before plunging into her vagina. They tore off their bloody panties and kept attacking each other’s soft womanhood. Their lips almost touched, their hot breath on one another’s bleeding faces. They felt the warm blood and cum on their fingers as they continued mauling one another…
“I’ll destroy you…” Ashley whined with a strained whisper.
They were delirious from the raw ecstasy of their catfight. The sisters had never gone this far before. How much more could they take? Their cunts burned as they kept trusting and stabbing their long fingers into each other. Their strength and energy were quickly fading, only their desire to fight kept them going. This implicit desire and bitter hatred that had fanned a flame that was consuming them both.
Moaning hoarsely, they attacked faces again. First biting mouths and lips…tearing at flesh until it was cut open and bleeding. Amber then sank her pearly teeth into Ashley’s cheek, biting down…deeper…till she pierced the skin and tasted blood in her mouth.
Ashley grabbed a handful of Amber’s hair and snapped her neck back viciously…seemingly trying to rip the girl’s head from her shoulders. She slammed Amber into the wall and bit hungrily into her neck.
Amber tore at Ashley’s face with her bloodstained hands and gouged at her eyes. Ashley muzzled Amber’s mouth with her sleek hands and smothered her as she bashed the back of her head into the wall. She plowed her knee into Amber’s stomach. Amber slumped to her knees as Ashley yanked her hair and forced her head back. Amber looked upwards and rammed a fist into Ashley’s crotch. Ashley howled and collapsed as Amber fell back onto the floor as well. They breathed heavily.
Several minutes passed….
They slowly, painfully got to their knees…
“I want you out of here tomorrow..bitch..” Ashley exclaimed.
“Fine, I’ll fucking leave. But…Daniel is mine, Ashley..”
“No…never..” Ashley declared.
They got to their feet and stared at one another for what felt like an eternity. It seemed as though they had always fought. Hell, they probably clashed in their mother’s womb. But, this catfight was the ultimate expression of the bitter disdain they had for one another. If there was any love between these the two, it had now been seemingly burned away by their hatred and jealousies.
Two identical twins. Anyone would have been challenged to tell them apart. Now they were beaten and bloodied, determined to inflict as much damage as they could to each other on this hot summer night.
“I’ll pack my shit and leave tomorrow…but, Danny is MINE.” Amber stated.
“I’ll kill you first,” declared Ashley.
Then, with a flurry of blind rage, the girls drove their gorgeous nude bodies into one another again. Punching, slapping…kneeing and kicking. Faces, breasts…stomachs and thighs. They pounded away at one another as sweat and blood flew off of them.
Ashley delivered a solid blow to Amber’s jaw causing her to fall to the floor, face down. Amber didn’t move and Ashley glared maliciously at her sibling for a moment or two….
“Fucking..bitch..”
Ashley ran her fingers through her wet hair. She made her way out of Amber’s bedroom and into the nearby bathroom. She looked at her damaged face in the mirror, covered with scratches and lacerations. Yeah, she looked like shit, but she knew that Amber looked as bad as she did. She splashed some water on her face closed her eyes and thought about the wild weekend. She sensed someone behind her and opened her eyes to see her sister in the mirror standing right behind her.
Amber grabbed Ashley’s hair and held her close to the mirror. “You like that? You like what we did to each other tonight?” Amber said with a crazed laugh. She smashed Ashley’s head into the glass several times. “You’re gonna look worse than me….I promise..”
The mirror shattered and shards of glass flew everywhere.…
“Aauuugghhh……Noooo….” Ashley whimpered as her ravaged face now had fresh cuts all over it.
Ashley staggered back and collapsed into the shower. Amber went into the shower after her. She reached down, grasped Ashley’s wet matted hair and slowly began pulling her up. Ashley had a small shred of fight left in her. She nailed Amber in the crotch with her fist. Though barely conscious, she suddenly rose, clenched Amber’s head and bashed her forehead into the hard white shower tile. Two…three times…then smashing Amber’s face into the wall, breaking her nose with a sharp, sudden crack. Amber fell down into the shower. Ashley stumbled and fell out of the shower and onto the bathroom floor.
Both girls were out cold.
Battered and beaten….bruised and bloodied. Their bodies were clawed and ravaged…probably scarred for life. This was something they desperately wanted and needed. But, it was another stalemate as they lay there unconscious in the bathroom…their scarlet blood a stark contrast to the ivory white tile.
After all they had been through that violent, shocking weekend……..they were still equals.
The End
They will have to spend money on plastic surgery
Oh, I’m sure of it. Don’t worry, these spoiled little bitches can afford it. 😉