The Wedding by Rough Catfights
It was a gorgeous June in Sarasota, Florida.
Kim’s wedding day was fast approaching, and she still had so much to do. After a long engagement, Kim was finally marrying Liam, and she couldn’t have been happier. Kim’s best friend Laura was going to be her maid of honor. She was coming over to Kim’s apartment so they could try on their dresses. The two young women were like sisters.
Today Laura was late, unusual for her. Finally the lovely brunette arrived and Kim ushered her into the apartment.
“Damn, girl. I didn’t think you were coming,” Kim said with a soft smile.
Laura tensed up as Kim hugged her warmly. “I know…I’m late.”
Kim knew Laura so well. She could tell something was wrong. Laura seemed nervous. “You okay?” Kim asked.
“Yeah…yes. I’m just tired. It’s been a long week.”
“Well, let’s try on these dresses,” Kim excitedly exclaimed. The stunning blonde was as giddy as a little girl on Christmas morning as they went into her bright bedroom to try on the lovely dresses.
There they were luxuriously spread out on Kim’s large bed. Laura’s dress was white, simple and elegant. Kim’s bridal gown was sheer…silk and lace. The two beauties were soon bare, except for their tiny thong panties and strapless bras. They slipped into their dresses, the fine material gently sliding over their soft fragrant skin. They then stood before the full mirror as the reality of the upcoming event began to truly sink in for the both of them.
The women looked at one another, taking in their sublime natural grace and the exquisite gowns that adorned them. Kim felt tears begin to well up suddenly. She looked at her friend. Laura’s eyes glimmered with tears as well, but her face revealed an expression of hidden anguish and quiet desperation.
“Laura. What is wrong?” Kim couldn’t stand the mounting tension. She had to know what was troubling her beloved friend.
Laura sighed deeply, wiped her eyes and sat down on the edge of Kim’s bed. Kim knew it was something serious. She sat next to Laura and clasped her hand…
“Laura, for God’s sake. Tell me what’s bothering you?” Kim’s stomach began to knot up and her pulse quickened. She had never seen her friend in such a forlorn state.
Several large shiny tears drifted down Laura’s cheeks. She seemed to be bracing herself for what she was about to say. “God. I don’t know how to tell you this…” Laura began as she looked down into her lap.
“Just..tell me,” Kim said as calmly as she could.
Laura raised her head and looked at Kim again. “You know that huge fight you had with Liam a month ago?” Laura began.
“Yes, of course I do. It was bad. Really bad.”
“You broke up for about a week.”
“We even called off the wedding. But, we worked it all out. Thank God,” Kim stated with a sigh of relief. “All that is over with now.”
“What you didn’t know was that Liam showed up at my place half drunk, the night you split up. He said…he just wanted to talk, so I let him in,” Laura continued. Kim kept listening intently as her heart began to beat faster. She didn’t want to hear any more of this story unfolding before her but now clung to every word in spite of herself.
“Liam said it was over between you two. He said the wedding was off, and he just wanted to move on. God, Kim….” Laura’s voice broke as she wiped tears from her face.
“Go on…” Kim said coolly. She had to ask. She had to know.
“Before I knew what was happening, Liam was caressing my face, then he kissed me. I tried to pull away…I tried to resist, but I..I just couldn’t. He said…he wanted me. He had always wanted me…”
“And you had always wanted him,” Kim interjected. She had always sensed something between Laura and Liam, but she never dared speak of it.
“I should have told him to leave,” Laura softly cried.
“But you didn’t…did you?”
“No, Kim…I didn’t.”
“What happened?” Kim asked her friend.
“We made love that evening. I wish we hadn’t…but, we did.” Laura took a deep breath and continued. “I just missed my last period. I took a pregnancy test and found out I’m pregnant…just a few hours ago. Liam’s the father. He’s the only one that I’d…that I’d been with…”
Kim’s blood ran cold. She couldn’t believe it. It was like something out of a goddamn soap opera. Kim rose from the bed and stepped over to the window. Laura tentatively followed after her, still wiping a few tears away. She put her arm around Kim’s waist, but the pretty blonde pulled away.
Kim looked out the window as Laura spoke again to break the excruciating silence. “Kim, honey…I’m keeping the baby. You know I don’t believe in abortions,” Laura stated. There was a cold defiance in her voice. “I’m keeping my baby.”
Those words. Those fucking words cut through Kim’s soul like a knife. Liam’s family was wealthy. They both knew this. Landing someone like Liam would assure financial security. Now, her best friend Laura had Liam’s seed in her belly….just weeks before their wedding. Kim felt a burning rage rising in her. She had never known anything like this. Looking into Laura’s deep brown eyes, Kim suddenly felt like she was looking into the eyes of a stranger.
“How could you? How could you do this to me?” Kim cried, her voice sharply rising. “You were my friend..”
“I still am..” Laura whispered as her eyes welled with tears again.
“You were my friend, and you do this to me..” Kim’s lips pursed with anger as her pale face tuned a bright pink.
Laura reached for Kim’s arm and began to caress it. Again Kim pulled away. “Take your hands off me,” the pretty blonde exclaimed as she slapped Laura crisply across the face. “Dirty whore,” Kim growled as she leered at Laura.
“Please, Kim. I- I’m sorry..I’m so sorry…”
Kim grabbed Laura’s dark locks and looked her in the eye. “Oh yeah, you’re sorry alright. A sorry piece of shit. You’re too stupid to realize our friendship is OVER.”
Kim was livid. She slapped Laura a second time…
“I could kill you. I swear to God, Laura. I could KILL you!”
Laura grabbed Kim’s wrist as the blonde raised her hand to strike again. Grasping at hands and arms, the women struggled…
“Please, Kim…let’s not do this…” But Laura’s pleas were ignored. “No…you’re not hitting me again…” Kim responded with a third strike across her maid of honor’s lovely face.
Laura reacted by hitting Kim across the cheek for the first time. Kim rubbed her face. The beauties glared at one another for a moment. The blonde leapt at Laura as their hands sank into one another’s lush hair. Their necks tensed as they ripped at silky manes and swayed, their splendid bodies arching sharply. They stumbled for a moment then regained their footing. Laura emitted a piercing cry as Kim tore out a healthy clump of her dark brown hair.
Shocked at the savagery, Laura could only stare at Kim as she stood there holding the long brown strands in her hand. “You crazy bitch. I’m leaving,” Laura declared as she bolted for the door.
But, Kim quickly blocked her way. “You’re not going anywhere.”
Only a few feet apart, the two slowly approached one another again.
“Please, can’t we talk about this?” Laura begged.
“There’s nothing to discuss,” Kim said coldly. She charged at Laura, baring her long nails like weapons.
Laura tried to defend herself, but Kim attacked and raked her nails across Laura’s delicate skin. The dark haired beauty screamed as Kim tore at her supple flesh… “No..no…” Laura cried as she grasped Kim’s shoulders and pushed her away.
Lunging again, the blonde bride clasped Laura’s hair and struck her hard across the face. “You’re a nasty slut…” Kim snarled as she held Laura’s face close to hers.
The brunette gave Kim a hearty shove, almost sending her to the floor. She then blatantly attacked Kim with a sudden flurry of potent slaps. Laura knew that there was no turning back now. Yes, they were going to fight, something they would have surely thought impossible earlier in the day. Laura pummeled Kim’s face then grabbed her blonde hair and twisted her neck.
Grasping Laura’s face with one hand, Kim dug her fingernails into Laura’s jawline. “I’ll ruin your face,” she cried. “Fuck our friendship, and fuck you..” the blonde furiously cried.
Red claw marks now on her face, blood began slowly running down Laura’s cheeks…sharp polished nails scratching soft luminous skin. Fighting defensively, Laura clasped Kim’s golden locks again, trying to prevent the savage attack from continuing.
The women staggered together and fell against Kim’s dresser drawer. Laura mercilessly choked her opponent. She wasn’t going down without a fight. “Unngghhh…bitch…” Laura groaned as she wrapped her tapered fingers around her former friend’s slender throat. She squeezed as hard as she could. Kim’s eyes bulged, and she gasped for air. She ripped at Laura’s hair and then tore at her face till she was released.
The girls backed away from one another. Breathing heavily, they stared daggers at one another…
“You fucking skank,” Kim cried.
Laura wiped away blood… “God….my face..”
“You’re gonna get a lot more,” Kim slapped Laura and charged at her. Again, she clawed Laura’s sweet face as she forced her back against the dresser, hitting the solid piece of furniture hard.
Laura pressed her own sharp nails into Kim’s cheekbone. Kim shrieked and viciously pulled Laura’s hair as she slammed her against the dresser and then into the wall. The blonde began to tear at Laura’s designer dress as her fingernails nicked and scratched the brunette’s smooth shoulders and arms. Ripping the material from Laura’s beautiful body, Kim sank her claws into Laura’s small shapely breasts.
Laura started shredding Kim’s lovely wedding gown. She found the silky lace tore quite easily. The women quickly destroyed the expensive dresses, loudly mangling, ripping and tearing the fine material…down to skimpy bras and panties.
“Laura laughed deviously. “You can’t get married now, can you? I ruined your dress!”
Kim went after Laura’s tender breasts again with a cruel smirk on her face. “I’ll ruin YOU. I’ll tear your fucking tits off..” she cried. Kim mauled Laura’s breasts and pulled her hard little nipples. She slapped them hard. “You like that, slut?”
Laura’s face contorted as she took the wanton abuse. “Two can play this game…” Laura proclaimed as both girls ravaged each other’s tits, soon tearing off their bras…clawing one another vehemently, bodies still pressed against the wall. Crimson rivulets began to trickle down their petite breasts. Now that their dresses were torn away, they could truly indulge themselves and get at one another.
Their malicious private war continued and seemed to intensify, every move slower…more deliberate and methodical. This battle was to become even more intimate and personal for these gorgeous women. They were not experienced fighters, not these classy women. Their catfight was based on raw emotion and unbridled instinct.
Despairing screams of agony, rage and sorrow filled the bedroom. Scratching and twisting one another’s breasts as they howled. Their bodies shimmering with sweat, they now only wore tiny thongs which just barely covered their womanhood. The thin panties offered very little protection. Kim began blatantly assaulting Laura’s sleek pussy lips, viciously pinching her as she spitefully attacked her labia.
Laura responded by thrusting two fingers into Kim’s vagina. The girls shrieked in anguish and pain as they violated one another. Kim bit Laura’s neck, sinking her teeth deeply into Laura’s throat. The dark haired vixen wailed. Kim tasted the sweaty salty flesh then tasted blood as Laura’s tender skin was punctured in several places.
Laura snagged Kim’s flowing mane of golden hair and pulled her back as she sank her pearly teeth into Kim’s silky shoulder. The women stumbled and wobbled away from the wall…
“God…I hate you…” Kim exclaimed.
Laura clasped Kim’s throat and plunged her fingernails into the soft flesh. Kim’s hands found their way to Laura’s tits again. The two careened and fell to the carpeted floor as the violent fighting continued. Their bodies savagely embraced as they rolled and clashed on the floor, hands buried in one another’s long tresses. The pace quickened…Sensual bodies coiled together…from elegant young ladies to feral wildcats. Love so pure now turned to perfect hatred.
“I’ll tear you to pieces,” Kim said with a cold sneer as she scratched Laura’s forehead then tore out a lush handful of hair.
The women got to their knees…punching and slapping one another’s faces and breasts. Laura savagely raked her nails along her ex-friend’s hips and thighs. One of Kim’s sharp fingernails caught Laura’s lower lip, splitting it open and causing blood to run down her chin.
They punished one another’s breasts again…glassy eyes glaring hatefully. They mauled tender flesh…more blood and more sharp pain. Their high pitched cries filled the bedroom. The blonde bride yanked Laura by the hair as the women clamored back to their feet again. Still brutally fighting, they fell onto Kim’s large bed.
“You’re such a…bitch…” Laura moaned as their eyes locked, their faces almost touching…
They tore at each other’s throats, clawing and choking. Long, lovely fingers squeezed muscles..tendons and ligaments. The fiery combatants tumbled off the bed and hit the floor hard. Lying there together, they paused a moment. Red and pink scratch marks crisscrossed their beautiful bodies, many were bleeding. More than a fight, this was a brutal reckoning. It was finding out what they could do to one another…what they were truly capable of.
They slowly rose to their knees and faced one another, only inches apart…
Suddenly, Kim grasped Laura’s pretty face and gouged at their eyes. “I’m not done with you, slut…” she growled.
“Unngghhh…shit…” Laura cried as she desperately clung to Kim’s hair again.
They fell sharply back onto the floor. Kim smothered Laura with her graceful hands and scratched her mouth. Laura bit Kim’s fingers. Kim yanked hair, thrust back Laura’s head and then sank her teeth into the brunette’s throat.
The fighters languidly thrashed on the floor…nearly exhausted…every inch of their bodies aching. Both now determined to do as much damage as they could to one another….
The blonde ran her nails along Laura’s toned belly then attacked her soft mound. Laura responded in kind by assaulting Kim’s tits. Squeezing…ripping at golden flesh with her dangerous nails. She ripped off Laura’s panties and grasped a handful of her soft dark pubic hair…
“”Fuck..no..” Laura cried pitifully.
Kim then clawed at Laura’s pussy, plunging her nails between her legs. Kim felt the warm wetness on her fingers.
“Oh..fuck…you cunt..” Laura whimpered as a swift and sudden pain swept through her womanhood.
Kim collapsed next to Laura, too tired to continue. Softly groaning and crying as they wiped tears away from their eyes. Their delicate skin covered with bloody scratches, bruises and rug burns.
Kim finally spoke….”Just..go. Get the hell out. I don’t ever want to see you again…”
The sad remains of their lovely dresses strewn in the floor, a painful reminder of what once was. Laura slowly rose and got dressed. She had gone from trusted friend to bitter enemy in one violent afternoon.
Kim got to her feet and then sat down on the edge of the bed. The smell of their sweet perfume still lingered faintly in the room.
“Fuck you…slut..” Kim hissed.
“I’m keeping my baby, bitch..” Laura exclaimed as she was leaving.
“Keep the bastard, you fucking whore…”
Laura left Kim’s apartment…and her life.
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Laura would lose the baby due to the vile physical nature of the catfight.
Kim and Liam would split up. It seemed as though there were no winners in the end.
No reconciliations…..no forgiveness. Just stone cold bitterness and hatred….enough to last a lifetime.
The End
