Class Reunion by Rough Catfights
How time flies…
It had been twenty years. Twenty years since Beth and Lisa had graduated high school in the quiet little town of Mayfield, Indiana. It seemed like only yesterday the two were cheerleaders on the football team. Two of the sexiest girls in school and the very best of friends. Beth was the stunning brunette, Lisa the hot blonde. What a duo they were. Best friends since third grade. From playing with Barbies to playing with boys, the two small town girls had grown up together. It seemed as though nothing could have ever come between them.
Then their senior year came and things started to change, gradually at first. Lisa had become head cheerleader. It was something that bothered Beth more than she let on. Lisa was her bestie, but Beth knew that she was a better cheerleader. Despite this, they were still close friends. But, the senior year also offered them something else. Jordan, a transfer student from a bigger town. He was handsome, intelligent and soon a star football player with aspirations to someday play pro. All the girls wanted him badly. Beth and Lisa began a quiet competition between them. Beth was beside herself with joy and excitement when Jordan chose her.
The rest of the fleeting senior year was like a dream. Beth won homecoming queen. The night she won, Beth made love to Jordan for the first time. Beth and Jordan went to the prom together. The next day he received a scholarship to play football at Duke University. For young Beth it felt like only the beginning.
Then…..everything just went to hell. The dream became a nightmare.
It was right before graduation and the two most important people in Beth’s life, Lisa and Jordan, were different somehow. It was something Beth couldn’t even put into words. Both her best friend and her boyfriend were acting strangely. Avoiding Beth..avoiding conversations with her. Then…the shocking revelation. Jordan was cheating on Beth, and Lisa was the one he was cheating on her with. Hell, everyone was shocked. Then everyone in town was talking about it.
Beth was numb with pain. And things only got worse. After a huge fight, it was Jordan who broke up with Beth. She was betrayed by the two people she trusted the most. Graduation was a painful blur. The next thing Beth knew, Jordan was leaving for college, and Lisa was going with him.
That was twenty years ago, and now a class reunion was coming up. Ironically, it was Lisa who had returned to Mayfield ten years ago. While they were in college, Jordan had cheated on Lisa after they were engaged to be married. Jordan never did make the pros because of a leg injury and he had moved to California after college. Lisa eventually would find her way back to Mayfield only to discover that Beth had left. The old ghosts there were just too much. After her parents died, Beth left Mayfield and vowed never to return. She wanted to forget she ever lived in that shitty little town.
Lisa still felt guilty and wanted to reach out and try to mend fences with her former best friend. She had become a Christian, and she felt more and more that it was the right thing to do. It just so happened that Lisa was one of the former students involved with organizing the twenty year class reunion. She wanted Beth to come and finally tracked her down. Friends of theirs honestly thought it was a bad idea to invite Beth, but Lisa was determined to do it anyway.
“The whole thing is silly, really. I know we can talk things out like we used to.” Lisa said. Perhaps she was a little too optimistic.
The two women reconnected on Facebook and then finally talked on the phone. It had been two decades since they had spoken. The last time they had actually had a conversation things were fine, and they were talking about graduation. It was right before the betrayal. It was strange how it was as though no time had passed.
“Beth, I’m so glad you called me. Wow…it’s been a long time.”
“Yeah..twenty years..” Beth sighed.
“It’s just…good to hear your voice.” Beth said nothing and Lisa spoke again to fill the awkward silence. “Are you going to be able to come to the reunion this Saturday?”
“I didn’t know if I was going to come or not, but yes..I’ll be there.”
“Oh, good. Good. It will be great to see you.”
More dead silence…
“I saw the pictures of your family on Facebook. Beautiful kids,” Lisa said cheerfully.
“A boy and a girl. Patrick is 13, Sarah is 10. My husband and I are separated.” Beth stated without emotion.
“I’ve been divorced for…let’s see..two years now. I’ve got one son, Jason. He just turned 14. He’s staying with his dad now. Once I got myself straightened out and stopped drinking, I’ve been a lot happier. I’m a Christian now.”
Again…silence. This was becoming unpleasant.
“Look Beth, I know we went through some..hard times. I hope…I hope we can work things out. Could we get together and talk when you come to town, before we have the reunion.” The last thing Lisa wanted was major drama at the reunion. “Is anyone coming with you?”
“No, I’ll be coming by myself.”
“Well..good. I’ve got the house to myself. We can have all the privacy we need.”
Beth signed deeply into the phone.
Lisa’s voice cracked. “Beth…I’m so sorry for what happened. Good God. If I could, I’d go back and do everything differently.”
Beth was tired of being nice. “Christ, Lisa. So, you’re sorry. Twenty years later you can just turn on the tears, say you’re sorry and make everything right. That’s just what you’d do when we were growing up. You haven’t changed a bit,” Beth said bitterly.
“Oh, please Beth. Please, honey. I’ve lived with this pain and guilt for twenty years…”
“Seriously? How do you think I’ve felt all these years after being betrayed by my best friend?” Am I supposed to feel sorry for you?”
“No…no. Oh, Beth. I’m just…just sorry for what I did. Please just come over and see me when you get to town, okay?”
Beth paused a moment before responding.
“Alright, Lisa. I’ve got about a three hour drive. I’m coming to town this Friday.”
The two women agreed to get together at Lisa’s house that Friday night at 8. Lisa gave Beth directions.
“I’ll see you soon, hon. I know we can work this out…one way or another,” Lisa said as she tried holding back more tears.
“I’ll see you Friday,” Beth said coldly.
The call ended.
Lisa stretched out on her bed and softly wept. Her life was such a damn mess. She hadn’t told her former best friend, but her drinking had caused her to lose custody of her son. The reunion was an opportunity to reconnect with Beth and hopefully heal some difficult wounds. Lisa looked at Beth’s Facebook page again. She couldn’t take her eyes off of her old friend. She still looked stunning. She could tell that she had kept herself in great shape just like Lisa had.
“Mmm..we were so sexy. The hottest girls in school,” Lisa said softly as a shimmering tear trickled down her cheek. Sweet memories. Maybe a little sweeter than they actually were. Sometimes memories are like that.
It just so happened that Beth was also looking at Lisa’s Facebook page. She still hadn’t accepted her friend request. Most of the pictures in there were selfies of Lisa. Self centered Lisa still trying to be the hottest thing going. Yeah…she still looked really good. Beth thought that they both looked as good as they did back in school. Beth felt a gnawing in the pit of her stomach.
“Yeah, Lisa. We will work this out…one way or another.”
Scrolling through one picture after another of pretty blonde Lisa smiling back at her. Beth tossed the phone aside and rubbed her face as she fought back a few tears of her own.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Beth made the trip to Mayfield in her SUV that Friday. It was rainy and stormy most of the way, the gray skies seemingly followed her the whole way. A steady rain fell as she slowly drove through downtown. It had been over sixteen years since she had seen Mayfield. The death of her parents within a few months of one another had convinced her to finally leave. She saw it as a sign somehow. Beth was glad she hadn’t brought her kids with her on this trip. The town was never anything special as far as she was concerned. The chilly rainy evening made everything seem even more drab and depressing. She was glad she got out, even though the town she ended up in wasn’t really much better.
Beth checked into the old Mayfield Inn and had dinner there before making her way across town to Lisa’s house. From the address, Beth knew that her old friend was living on the nice side of town, near Lake Wilson and the golf course. It was 7:50 as Beth pulled into Lisa’s driveway. Two story, single family house. It was pleasant enough.
Lisa had a blue Mustang parked in the driveway. Beth sighed deeply, got out of her SUV and walked up to the front door in the light rain. She had on a turquoise top and black denim that hugged her shapely hips. She rang the doorbell as her heart fluttered. Lisa quickly opened the front door, smiling sweetly. Lisa was wearing a low cut black blouse and tight faded jeans. Yes, still showing off those tits just like she used to do in high school.
“Hi, Beth. Get in out of this rain, honey.”
Beth stepped inside the warm inviting house only smiling slightly. Lisa tried to embrace her old friend, but Beth pulled away.
“You have a good drive?” Lisa asked.
“It was alright. Rained the whole way.”
“Uhh, yeah. It’s been stormy here all day. It’s that time of year. Come in…come in…”
Lisa ushered Beth into the living room where she had already finished off almost half a bottle of Chianti.
“Want some wine?”
“Sure, why not.” Beth flashed a half hearted smile.
The women sat down on Lisa’s large sofa. The blonde milf gently flung her hair back and poured them some wine. Lisa’s eyes sparkled as she took a sip. There was one of their old yearbooks sitting on the coffee table.
“Look what I’ve got..” Lisa said with a sly grin. She had marked several pages and eagerly began to share the images from yesteryear. There they were…Beth and Lisa in all their glory, back at Mayfield High. Cheerleaders with breathtaking smiles. Beth winning homecoming queen with Lisa beaming and crying in the background. The two most popular girls in school.
“God…just look at us.” Lisa remarked with a gleam in her eye.
Oh yes, the memories came flooding back for both women. Lisa was trying to be lighthearted, but Beth just wasn’t having it. She was holding back.
Beth took a small sip of wine. “Long time ago. I don’t even know where my yearbook is.”
“We were the hottest things going at Mayfield High,” Lisa wistfully opined.
The women downed their wine and Lisa poured them some more.
“Yes..we had some good times. Wild times.” Beth was still restrained. Didn’t Lisa realize that it was painful to look back. Did she even care?
Lisa closed the yearbook and took a drink of the rich Chianti. She began to stroke Beth’s hand and looked her in the eye.
“Look, sweetie,” she began with a deep sigh. “God…I know I hurt you and I’m sorry. Like I said, if I could go back and change things…”
“But you can’t go back, can you? You were my best friend and you…you stabbed me in the back. It’s been 20 years…what does it matter now?” Beth looked at Lisa and her lovely dark eyes flickered with cool disdain. “Now you want my forgiveness after you broke my heart?”
Lisa grasped both of Beth’s hands in hers and her soft blue eyes filled with tears. “Please, Beth. Don’t be so mean…just please let me…”
Beth pulled away and began to get up. “I don’t know why I came here. I don’t need to dredge all this up, Lisa. You obviously do. My advice is to see a good therapist.”
Lisa followed Beth as she headed for the front door. “Please, honey…”
Lisa grabbed Beth’s arm. Beth pulled away again. Turning to face Lisa, Beth glared spitefully…
“You could have had anyone you wanted, Lisa. You chose Jordan? The boy I’d fallen in love with and wanted to marry? What you did…what you did to me. My God.”
Suddenly Lisa had a flash of frustration and a trace of anger through her tears. “We were just kids, Beth. Why…why can’t we talk this out like two adults?”
“I’m supposed to just pretend that awful senior year never happened? Christ, I wanted to kill myself.”
Lisa embraced Beth and tried to hold her, but Beth twisted herself loose. She slapped Lisa soundly across the face. The blonde cougar looked hurt and confused. “You’ve…never hit me before, Beth.”
“Well, I guess it was a long time coming.” The sexy brunette opened the front door. “The reunion and seeing you was a big mistake.”
Lisa grabbed Beth’s arm and pulled her away from the door. “Don’t touch me..” Beth cried.
“What do you want, Beth? Do you want me to beg you on my hands and knees?”
“I don’t want a thing from you now, bitch,” Beth snapped, her face now florid.
Lisa’s temper flared again. Beth remembered her short fuse. “Don’t call me that.” Lisa swiftly slapped Beth. “I’m not a bitch..”
“Oh, that’s right, you’re a sweet little Christian now. Is that how you cope with things? That and the wine? You’re pathetic.” The women struggled at the door. “And..yes, you are a bitch.”
Lisa grabbed a handful of Beth’s silky dark hair and swiftly yanked her away from the door. Beth pushed her away then walked to the front door as though she were going to leave. Instead she slammed the door shut and turned to face her old friend.
“Why did you invite me here?” Beth asked as she gave Lisa another shove.
Lisa’s eyes glimmered with rage “Why are you acting this way?”
“You wanted me to stay, so now I’m staying.”
Beth surged at Lisa. The women began tugging at each other’s long hair. Their sexy bodies swayed back and forth.
“God, no! I don’t want this,” Lisa gasped. “I don’t want to fight you. Please!”
“Well, maybe I want to fight you. Maybe that’s the only satisfaction I’ll get from you tonight, bitch.”
The women stopped struggling and stepped away from one another….
Lisa slapped Beth crisply across the cheek again. “I told you not to call me that!” Lisa tried to calm herself for a moment. Truly she did. She didn’t want to escalate things. “Please….please come sit back down. I don’t want to fight.” Lisa pulled Beth up close for a moment and gently kissed her cheek. “I love you, Beth. I’ve always loved you. You’re the best friend I ever had.”
But the words only seemed to sting Beth more. If Lisa was looking for forgiveness after all these years, she was only doing it to clear her own troubled conscious. Beth grabbed Lisa’s face and held her close, gazing at her maliciously.
“You’re lying. You only love yourself…you slut.”
The women clasped one another’s arms. Flexing and straining briefly, they pressed into one another…
“Beth…please, honey..”
Their full breasts pressed together for the very first time as Lisa instinctively snagged a handful of shiny black hair.
“I..don’t want to fight…don’t push me..” Lisa plead again.
Beth responded by seizing Lisa’s platinum mane. They stared coldly at one another, their eyes ablaze with a toxic mix of raw emotions…faces almost touching, breasts trembling…
“You said we’d work this out, one way or another,” Beth whispered as she pulled Lisa’s hair. “Yeah…you bitch..”
Lisa thrust Beth’s head back. “You’re the bitch. I wanted to see you….to talk..”
The women fell back against the door. Beth pushed Lisa away. “Dirty whore,” she muttered. “You’re a drunk, too. I bet you lost custody of your son. Is that the reason he’s with his dad?”
Those words cut like a knife. Lisa flew at Beth, slapping her viciously. It was obvious now, this was going to have to be settled physically. The women traded a sudden flurry of cruel strikes…openhanded slaps to the face and side of the head.
They paused and rubbed their sore faces, now red and becoming swollen.
“We were closer than sisters,” Beth cried.
They seethed with a growing rage. Lisa had desperately hoped they could talk and make amends. It was too late for that now.
“You really wanna do this?” Lisa asked.
Beth answered her with a hard slap across the face. “Yes, I want this. I hate you, bitch. I’ve hated you for twenty years.”
Lisa stumbled back briefly then rebounded with a brutal backhand across Beth’s mouth, splitting her lip…
“I wanted to make peace, but you wouldn’t have it..” Lisa cried. “I tried…”
“Oh, fuck you..back stabbing slut.”
The ladies slowly and tensely paced back and forth in front of one another.
“I’ll make you wish you never came here tonight,” Lisa promised. “I know I can beat the hell out of you.” They were both fired up now. They knew what they wanted. They wanted to do vile, nasty things to one another.
Their sweet perfume mingled in the air between them. They charged at one another. Desperately grasping and groping, they began tearing at their blouses. They pulled hair and scratched faces as they fell onto the sofa. Their hips locked as they battled and spilled onto the hardwood floor. Scrambling to their feet, they went after one another’s tops again.
They grimaced and growled as the fabric ripped and tore. The two were caught up in a ruthless frenzy of violence.
“You a Christian? Don’t make me laugh,” Beth said mockingly. Again Beth called Lisa a bitch and again Lisa slapped Beth’s face…hard.
The blonde finished ripping off Beth’s top, revealing her exquisite tan breasts that were just barely concealed by a white strapless bra. Lisa began attacking Beth’s tits with her polished nails as she backed her into a wall. She clawed Beth’s breasts, tore off her bra and pinched her dark nipples between her long fingers. Beth howled.
“Call me a bitch. I’ll show you a bitch,” Lisa exclaimed, now seemingly resolved to the battle.
Beth clasped Lisa’s blonde tresses and jerked her head back. She then slammed Lisa back into the wall and went after her black blouse, quickly shredding it and revealing no bra. Beth plunged her own sharp nails into Lisa’s tits…kneading, squeezing and then clawing the supple flesh. How she had always dreamed of destroying those amazing breasts.
“God, I want to hurt you. I want you to feel ALL this,” the raven haired cougar moaned.
“I can hurt you too, baby…and I will.” Lisa renewed her attack on Beth’s equally beautiful mammaries.
They stood face to face and tore at one another’s proud tits. Two mature women who had secretly yearned for this moment. Their brows furrowed and they softly wailed as the abuse went on for several long minutes. Shiny tears begin to roll down their faces. Tears of physical and emotional agony.
Their silky skin was soon marred with deep scratches and welts as they traded lurid punishment. Topless…their breasts became more damaged and scarred. Yet, they took their sweet time so as to inflict slow torture. Their soft denim thighs rubbed together. Soon several fine rivulets of blood streamed from their ample bosoms as they rode a wave of fevered rage. This would be a night when things would be resolved. A night filled with cruelty and the most exquisite pain.
“Bitch…you dirty bitch..” Beth hissed which only enraged Lisa more. Maybe it was what Beth wanted.
Lisa suddenly surged and bit into Beth’s breast. Sinking her teeth in deeply, she felt the sublime soft wetness in her mouth
“Auugghhh, God..” Beth sharply cried as she fell back against the wall. Lisa tasted her former friend’s sweet flesh and blood. She pulled away and looked at the bloody teeth marks she had left on Beth’s brown breast.
Beth rubbed her aching tit. Lisa moved in for another attack with a ravenous look in her eyes. Suddenly Beth flung Lisa into the wall and sank her own teeth into one of the blondes’s hard pink nipples, sinking her pearly teeth into Lisa’s silky soft areola. Lisa screamed as Beth bit down harder still. She grasped Beth’s dark hair at the root and pulled herself free.
The women paused a moment…panting and groaning. They then went at it again, sexy bodies meshed as they stood and spitefully clashed in a raging embrace. Damaged tits rubbed together luxuriously as hard nipples pressed into sweaty skin. They quivered as their sleek physiques tangled together as one.
Hands then found their way to pretty faces as they clawed one another viciously. Their cheeks were becoming red with streaks of blood. Beth pulled hair again. Lisa’s head fell back and Beth bit her breast again. The combatants collapsed to the floor and sat staring balefully at one another. Both incensed like two wildcats but also in shock over the savage nature of their fight.
Beth sneered, “I’m going to make you pay for what you did.” Beth undid her pants and began stripping out of her skin tight black jeans.
Lisa shook her head, flung back her hair and began to slide out of her own painted on jeans. They soon revealed their firm thighs and sexy legs to one another along with little white thongs that clung tightly to their hips. They gazed at one another’s shapely bods. Both pushing 40 soon, they still looked vibrant and youthful with fine girlish physiques.
Their hearts pounded in their chests. There was no turning back now. They knew that they had to keep on hurting one another. They both wanted this depraved battle to continue.
The sexy cougars rose to their feet and stepped closer to one another, glowing with sweat. They looked at the abrasions and deep scratches they had already inflicted. Lisa walked over to the nearby coffee table and took a swig from the wine bottle. She placed the bottle back on the table.
The women stood a moment and leered at one another.
“This might take all night, girl,” said Lisa with a glimmer in her eye.
“Yeah…it just might.”
“I’ll hurt you just as badly as you can hurt me,” Lisa proclaimed.
The rain began to pick up outside. The women heard the wind blowing it steadily against the windows. They approached one another tentatively…..
A little closer. They were only a few feet apart. They were close enough to see the fine lines on their lovely faces. Fine lines that they had both cursed these past several years. But these fine lines were part of what made them who they were. They weren’t young girls anymore. They were mature women with years of experience. They were bringing it all to this fight.
The two slowly crept closer. Suddenly they charged at one another and locked up tightly. Going for the hair again, they gasped and moaned as they felt the thrilling heat of their splendid bodies. Lisa pulled Beth downward sharply, but the brunette stayed on her feet, recovered and stood straight. She forced herself against Lisa and pushed her back against a wall several feet away. Beth’s thigh rammed into Lisa’s pussy which sent waves of pain through her womanhood. She smiled as the blonde rubbed her aching cunt.
“Ohh, baby. Did that hurt?” Beth sneered at her old friend coldly.
Lisa doubled over as Beth clawed her face, opening up several fresh wounds. Lisa screamed and began mauling Beth’s pussy. Reaching into Beth’s panties, Lisa pulled at her opponent’s small dark patch of pubic hair before clawing between her legs. Beth wailed and switched from her facial attack to an assault on Lisa’s smoothly shaved womanhood. Probing past her tight thong, Beth assaulted Lisa’s swollen cunt with her sharp nails.
“I’ll rip your pussy out,” Beth screamed with a callous smirk.
“I’ll tear you to pieces,” Lisa hissed.
The battle was growing more violent and savage. The enraged woman just wanted to see how much pain they could dish out and how much they could take. They stood and continued molesting one another, long fingers jousting sleek pussys. Slowly, crimson blood began to trickle down their thighs. Raw and feral, becoming more nasty every moment. Hell bent on doing everything they could to decimate one another.
Panting and breathing heavily in each others’s faces, Lisa suddenly bit Beth’s mouth and cut open her lower lip. She tasted Beth’s blood and felt it smooth and warm on her tongue.
“Damn you,” Lisa cried. “I wanted to hurt you back then, Beth. It was why I did it….to hurt you.”
Their smoldering eyes met again.
“God..I fucking hate you…” Beth exclaimed before she plunged her teeth into Lisa’s luscious mouth.
Going at it like animals, the women ripped at one another’s lips…biting sharply as they moaned. Their lovely bodies loosely entwined, shuddering with pain. They could scarcely believe what they were doing.
The women stopped for a moment…
Lisa spit on Beth. The shiny bloody saliva ran down Beth’s brown breast. Beth slapped Lisa hard across the mouth. The two women traded several cruel blows as blood glistened on their faces.
“I could kill you…I swear it,” Beth snarled.
“You’re not woman enough. You hear me?”
They gazed upon one another’s battered bodies, covered with bruises and scratches….sleek with sweat and blood. Slowly they moved back and forth, anticipating the next move to be made. Oh yes, they had all night if they needed it. They lunged at one another and their gorgeous bodies locked up again…
“Dumb bitch. You’re nothing but a dirty slut,” Beth cried.
Lisa laughed in Beth’s face as they struggled. “I’m glad I fucked Jordan. Yeah…I’d do it again..” she boasted with a cruel grin.
Beth was livid. She shredded Lisa’s fragrant blonde hair, tearing out a healthy clump and leaving her scalp bleeding. “You can choke on his cock in hell, you whore….” Beth spit in Lisa’s face.
A sharp peal of thunder reverberated through the house. Lightning flashed as the rain outside picked up harder. Again the sexy milfs spitefully clawed at each other’s faces as they shrieked like banshees.
Beth tore at Lisa’s mouth and lips with her sharp fingernails. The blonde cougar clasped her bloody hands over Beth’s mouth to smother her then clenched her throat. They tumbled together to the floor in the middle of the living room, their alluring physiques intertwined as they battled.
The storm picked up in its intensity as the bitter catfight raged on into the night. They fought hard to gain an advantage, but both seemed to be of nearly equal strength. They coiled themselves tighter together still as they viciously clawed at tender wet flesh.
Beth raked her fingernails along Lisa’s ribs so savagely several of them were torn completely off. In the heat of fighting, she hardly noticed. The women violently flailed as they mauled one another.
“I’ve wanted this..” Beth murmured.
“I have too,” Lisa moaned. The flaxen haired beauty rolled on top of her opponent and slammed her breasts into Beth’s.
Beth grabbed Lisa’s hair and sent her back down to the floor. She then clawed Lisa’s pussy, attacking her womanhood again. Lisa drug her nails across Beth’s satin soft inner thigh and jabbed her cunt. Their warm hips embraced, pain etched on their lovely faces as they exchanged more ugly punishment.
Overwhelmed with their dark desires, they began biting into one another as they writhed. Their supple bodies convulsing and coiled together. Beth bit into her old friend’s taut neck like a piece of ripe fruit, leaving bloody teeth marks on her throat.
Lisa pulled Beth’s head back sharply by suddenly clenching her long, dark hair. Struggling for control, the women rolled and wrestled before Beth ended up on top and began choking her adversary. Grasping Lisa’s throat, Beth felt the smoothness of the blonde’s long neck. Lisa gasped for air as she began to desperately choke Beth with her own long fingers.
The lights in the house flickered twice before going out, plunging the two combatants into sudden inky darkness. They could hear one another as they fought to breath. They could feel the firm tightness of their graceful throats. They both squeezed tighter before collapsing side by side in the floor.
As the women lay there panting, the lights suddenly snapped back on and there was a low rumble of thunder. They slowly turned their heads and glared at one another. Both were ravaged and exhausted. They had beaten the shit out of one another.
Lisa crawled to the coffee table, slinking like an alleycat, and downed the last few swallows of Chianti. She rose to her feet still holding the empty wine bottle. As Beth got to her feet, Lisa threw the bottle at Beth who blocked it with her hand. The wine bottle hit the floor and shattered.
“Bitch…” Beth exclaimed as Lisa smiled weakly.
They stood silently for a few moments, collecting their thoughts and trying to process what was happening this night. Lisa abruptly sat down on the sofa. Burying her head in her hands, she ran her fingers through her sweaty blonde hair. She caressed her aching tits which were smeared with blood. It had been one hell of a fight, and she knew it wasn’t over.
Beth went over to the coffee table and reached for the old high school yearbook. As Lisa looked up she suddenly attacked, slapping Lisa in the face and head with the yearbook.
“Auugghhh…shit..” Lisa wailed as Beth struck her former best friend.
The embittered brunette then ripped out handfuls of pages from the yearbook. She tore off the cover then flung the remnants at Lisa. Pages were strewn all over the floor. Beth pounced and the women tussled violently on the sofa. Beth rose to her feet and pulled Lisa up by the hair.
“You ruined my yearbook,” cried Lisa.
“Shut the fuck up,” Beth said scornfully as she held Lisa’s face and scratched her savagely, leaving fresh red claw marks on her battered face.
Lisa thrust her beautiful body into Beth, their gorgeous tits mashed together…bruised, ravaged and sweaty. They swayed and staggered and almost fell to the floor. Lisa tore out a handful of Beth’s long hair…
“Uugghh…damn you. I’m going to finish you..” Beth screamed with a searing hatred in her soul. She clasped Lisa’s voluptuous breasts and started abusing them again. God, how she desperately wanted to rip those golden tits from Lisa’s chest. Both females were exhausted but continued their fevered catfight.
Lisa retaliated and tore at Beth’s silky bosom. They screamed and howled at one another as they concentrated on their sublime breasts…..clawing deeper and deeper into gorgeous flesh. Their legs buckled as they careened back onto the lush sofa.
Beth clenched one of Lisa’s hard nipples and bit into her viciously. She gouged at Lisa’s eyes and cut her face again. They ripped at one another’s hair once more as they tumbled to the hard floor. Their sexy little thongs still clung tightly to them, accentuating their sweaty hips and thighs.
The women wrestled languidly, both such equals that neither could seem to gain any kind of a true advantage over the other. All they could do was continue to hurt one another…back and forth. Give and take…long and lingering. They got to their knees and continued their abuse.
Once again their cunts became targets. Beth grabbed Lisa’s sleek thong and pulled it up deeply into her pussy. Lisa felt like it was cutting her in half. The blonde sank her nails into Beth’s ass. She then vehemently pulled at Beth’s panties . They shrieked in agony as they blatantly used their sexy little thongs to slice into their womanhood with excruciating wedgies. Their white panties were soon stained red. The thin material tore as both women finally ripped one another’s panties off.
But, the depraved torture continued…
“I’ll kill you,” Beth sighed as she attacked Lisa’s labia..pinching and clawing at the soft flesh.
Lisa stared wearily at her opponent through glimmering blue eyes and raked her fingernails across Beth’s sumptuous mound before jabbing her firm clit. Beth pinched Lisa’s pussy lips then thrust her tapered fingers deeply into the blonde. Lisa let out a deep guttural cry as her head fell onto Beth’s shoulder. Her womanhood burned, pulsing with a sharp pain.
Lisa suddenly bit Beth’s neck then fish hooked her vagina. Deep, painful jabbing at wet pussys as their personal war only intensified and centered on their throbbing cunts. Doing things to one another they never dreamed possible. Closer than sisters so very long ago. All but forgotten now as they fought as the most bitter of adversaries .
Lisa grunted and bit Beth’s breast, leaving bloody marks on the supple tan flesh. Pulling her fingers from inside Beth, she tore out some of her dark pubic hair, leaving raw red skin. She then sank her nails into the raven haired milf’s tits again…squeezing them as tightly as she could until she felt them oozing blood. Beth rocked and almost fell completely to the floor. She then surged forward and sank her teeth into Lisa’s windpipe.
They continued to clash on their knees, pulling healthy soft hair and damaging silky flesh. The years of pent up hostility and hidden anger finally unleashed like a geyser. Sharp pain and unspeakable anguish. Yet something raw and primal that they had both craved for so long.
A steady rain now gently pounded the house as the women whimpered and cried. Both sensed they were nearing the end of their bloodthirsty war. Beth clawed at Lisa’s eyes. She desperately tried to blind the platinum haired cougar and managed to cut her lower eye lid and scratch her cornea. Lisa let out a bloodcurdling shriek. She clasped Beth tightly and the women fell to the floor with Beth on top.
“Die..you bitch..” Beth exclaimed through a ravaged sneer.
Beth grasped Lisa’s throat and choked her savagely. She felt the veins and blood pulsing beneath her probing fingers. Lisa fought for air and began to panic. She clawed at Beth’s face, but the dark haired beauty was relentless, pinning Lisa to the floor and squeezing the life out of her. Their eyes, glazed over with pain, locked on one another…
“No…no..” Lisa whined.
“Yes..yesss…you’re dead, Lisa…..dead….”
Lisa’s hands dropped to the floor and she felt something…something hard and sharp. It was a small shard of glass, a piece of the broken wine bottle. It was no more than a few inches long. Lisa clutched it tightly as she tried to breathe. She felt the glass cut into the palm of her hand. Suddenly she struck, driving the sharp piece of glass into Beth and slicing open her breast. Blood streamed from the glancing blow. Lisa felt it warmly on her sweaty body.
Beth continued to choke Lisa vehemently as she straddled her. Lisa’s sleek pink tongue extended from her crimson mouth as she gagged and heaved.
Beth crushed Lisa’s throat…
Lisa was fading fast as her chest heaved…her eyes glassy and fixed on Beth. Lisa had a final surge of strength. Still tightly holding the little piece of glass, she suddenly jabbed it into Beth’s throat.
Blood spewed from Beth’s neck as Lisa drew her last ragged breaths. Finally…..revenge. Finally fucking payback. This dirty slut. Her best friend….her most hated enemy.
Beth staggered back, away from Lisa who now had a sullen expression frozen on her face. Her glistening eyes still hatefully glared at her. Beth didn’t realize it, but Lisa had lacerated her jugular. Beth placed her hand on her neck and felt the warm blood coursing from the deep wound….
She collapsed next to Lisa’s lifeless body, her face and nude body battered, bloodied and abused. Lisa’s slender neck horribly bruised.
Beth smiled….her eyesight began to dim…
There was an enveloping darkness as Beth began to drift off. She would just rest….rest for a while. She felt no pain. Yes…she was going to sleep…for a while. Then….she had to get home…..
Outside the rain had stopped. A damp, gloomy mist soon settled in. A dismal fog quietly enveloped the neighborhood. The private reunion between Beth and Lisa was over.
Their unfinished business was finally settled in a night of lurid hatred and final resolvement.
The End
