suburban catfight

[maskedwriter]

Suburban catfight

Lucy can't believe the older woman has handled her so easily but here she is lying, her back against the lawn, with Sylvie on top of her, sitting on her chest and pinning her arms down. It is a hot, sunny, saturday morning and there doesn't seem to be anybody on the streets of that rather quiet suburb. Lucky for Lucy who would be extremely embarrassed would anybody see her in this position. The only noise is that of the water pissing out of the hose that is lying on the pavement nearby. This reminds her that, only a few seconds ago, she was still washing her car, unaware of what was coming.
Lucy writhes under Sylvie's weight but to no avail. Sylvie?s hold is strong. Then Sylvie says :
- "Now, you say : I am sorry ! I am a slut and I will not do it again !"
Lucy's face becomes even redder than it already was and she hisses :
- "I have nothing to apologize for and you can go to hell !"
Sylvie frowns and says :
- "Well I am gonna have to give you a lesson !"
The she moves forward, still sitting on Lucy's chest and immobilizes Lucy's right arm under her knee, freeing her own hand, and she slaps Lucy across the face. Lucy screams, more out of anger and humiliation than pain. She tries to get out from under her opponent, her legs kicking the air in vain, but she just can't do it. Sylvie grabs a handful of Lucy's dark red hairs and slams her head on the ground. Then, she gets on her feet and, before Lucy could do anything, she catches her bikini top and tears it from her breast. The spaghettis that were holding the two small fabric triangles gives way and Lucy's perfect small, round, breast are exposed to the sun. Lucy screams, this time out of shame and anger. Sylvie feels like this is the greatest thing she has ever done. For a second, she relish into remembering how it has come to this.
Bad blood has been brewing between them since Lucy came to work at the same shop as Sylvie. Sylvie, at 47 years old, works in the expedition department. Most of her job involves piling boxes, putting them in storage or on trucks, to be sent to the clients. When Lucy, 24, started to work at sales for the same company, she had to relay orders to Sylvie. She has been quite bossy, in her way to do it, and that was something Sylvie did not like. What is more, Lucy is a good looking girl and she knows it. At 5 feet 6, about 120 pounds, she has a firm, well toned body which she keeeps in shape by running and playing tennis. She has a tight little ass and small but round and firm breast, all of which she flaunts by wearing mini-skirts, sundresses, and other sexy attires that draw the attention of the male staff.
Sylvie, at 5 ft 4, 140 pounds, short curly brown hairs turning to grey, can not compete with her on that ground. But she soon resented the attention Lucy drew and resented it even more when that young upstart was bossing her around.
But what made it really bad was when Lucy moved right across the street from where Sylvie lived. Sylvie's hubby was a trucker and usually away from home weeks at a time. When he came back, he tended to be rather obsessed with sex. Which had always been more than O.K. for Sylvie, so far. But now, she could not help notice how he was staring at that young, cute, new neighbor as she was cutting the grass or doing other stuff around the house, dressed in a swimsuit, or very short shorts.
Now Sylvie's 14 years-old son also noticed Lucy and could spend hours just looking at her from the living room's window.
So, after a particularly bad week where Lucy and Sylvie had shouted at each other on the job, came that fateful saturday morning. Sylvie went to the living-room to smoke a cigarette (she smokes about a pack a day) when she saw her son, once again looking through the window, with his right hand inside his pants.
On the other side of the street, Lucy was washing her car with a hose, dressed, if you can call it that way, in a black french-cut bikini that did not leave much to the imagination.
That was it. Sylvie snapped. She threw a right hand behind her son's head and sent him to his room on such a tone that the teenager did not dare to reply and ran, red-faced, where she had told him.
Then she walked out and crossed the street. She wore white shorts and a sleeveless blouse that did not cover her shoulder nor her back, a bit like a sundress. She went to Lucy's place, decided to square things out with her for good. She was not deterred by the fact that the younger women used to exercise, which she did not. After all, she worked a lot more physically than Lucy and considered herself quite strong for a woman her size. What's more, she had grown up with three older brothers and quickly learned to fend for herself, wrestling with boys. She honestly was not afraid of any woman.
Lucy did not see Sylvie coming. She was busy washing her car and the other woman arrived from behind her. Sylvie tapped her shoulder. Lucy turned and Sylvie started to shout :
- "You, slut ! You really have to do this, don't you ?"
Lucy was sincerely surprised.
- "Do what ?" she asked, holding the hose in her hand, still throwing water at the car.
- "Go around half-naked ! There are children living her, you know !"
- " So ?.... What am I supposed to do about it ? I dress like I want to, you know !... Oh ! Go away and mind your own business !"
Wanting to have no more of Sylvie, Lucy turned her back and resumed attending at her car. Sylvie's face went red. She grabbed Lucy's arm, the one that held the hose, and twisted it, forcing Lucy to both let go the hose and face her again. Lucy screamed with pain and the hose fell on the ground, throwing water on both women. Sylvie's blouse became wet and stuck to her breast, showing her nipples through the fabric, for she did not wear a bra underneath. That made her even angrier.
-"Look at me when I talk to you... " She started, but she could not finish her sentence. Lucy, furious at being brutalized that way, lashed at her and slapped her across the face. She was about to do it again but Sylvie grabbed both her wrists. That is where all those years of wrestling with older boys showed. She immobilized the younger woman, holding her by the wrists. Lucy tried to free herself but, not knowing any wrestling trick, simply tried to muscle her way out, but Sylvie was, indeed, stronger. Both women sort of circled around each other and Sylvie threw her right leg behind Lucy's left one and tripped her. Lucy fell on the grass, with Sylvie on her chest.
And that's where she slapped her and took off her bikini top.

Confident that she just taught Lucy a good lesson, she gets up, laughing, while Lucy is trying to hide her breast.
- "I tell you for the last time : stay away from my man and my son, and for that matter, from me or I will beat the hell out of you !" says Sylvie, and she turns her back to Lucy, walking towards her home, holding the black bikini top like a trophy.
Mistake. Lucy, her face turning to scarlet, never mind her exposed breast, get up on her feet and literally jumps on Sylvie, grabbing a handful of hairs and forcing her to turn around and face her. At the same time, with her other hand, she grabs the strap that holds Sylvie's blouse to her neck and pull it off. The snaps breaks and the blouse comes down, leaving Sylvie naked from the waist up, exposing her huge, sagging breast, love handles, deep navel and round belly. Sylvie literally roars and dashed at Lucy. Both women start fighting again. Once more, Sylvie grabs Lucy's arms and, twisting her wrists, forces her to let go of her hairs, but then Lucy lift her knee and sends it right into Sylvie's rather soft belly.
The older woman doubles over with a deep sigh and lets go Lucy's arms. Her younger opponent then tries to catch her in a headlock. Notwithstanding the pain, Sylvie's wrestling experience saves her again and she grabs one of Lucy's legs. She pulls up and Lucy loses her balance. She falls forward and has to use her hands to stop the fall. Before she can get up, Sylvie jumps on her and drags her down.
Sylvie tries to pin Lucy down again but this time, the younger woman resists frantically, kicking, scratching and punching. She lands a few punches into Sylvie's love handles but they don't do a lot of damage because she hits from too short a distance. Sylvie manages to grab one of Lucy's arms and pin it down. Then Lucy grabs one of Sylvie breast and twist it. The older woman yells in pain and tries to get out of that position, letting Lucy's arm go in the process.
Sylvie tries to get on her feet, which gives Lucy enough space to bend her legs and kick her older opponent in the stomach with both feet.
Sylvie is literally propelled four feet away and falls on her back.
Both ladies manage to get back on their feet but Sylvie is not as quick as Lucy who rushes at her. She throws a punch and hit Sylvie right on the nose.
The older lady wobbles back, holding her face. Between tears, she sees blood on her hands. Her nose is indeed bleeding.
- "You, bitch ! I am going to kill you !" she says.
Both girls go at each other again.
Sylvie, still remembering her family brawls with her brothers, catches Lucy in a clumsy bear hug and tries to slip behind her, in order to catch her in a full nelson. Lucy resists and catches Sylvie's arms trying to keep them apart.
The momentum of the fight is turning around. Sylvie is beginning to breathe hard. With her nose bleeding, she keeps her mouth open and her strength is failing her. Her naked torso is covered with sweat and she is slowing down. Age and years of smoking are taking their toll. Her advantage has evaporated and the younger Lucy has less and less trouble keeping her from taking any wrestling hold. A shadow of a smile appears on her face as, for the first time, she sees fear on Sylvie's face.
Sylvie is trying to free her arms from Lucy's grip, without success. Then Lucy lifts her knee and hit Sylvie right between the legs. Sylvie's face turns white. Her legs turn to rubber and her arms become flabby. Lucy then let her opponents arms fall along her body and grabs a handful of hair, keeping her more or less straight up. Then she punches her in the face 5 or 6 times.
Sylvie makes a feeble attempt at protecting her face with her hands. Then Lucy let go her hairs and throw a sidekick right into Sylvie's belly. The older woman falls on her back and stays down, completely wiped out, her flabby tits going up and down as she tries to catch her breath, ribs showing through the sweat-covered skin of her naked torso.
Obviously she has run out of energy.
Slowly, deliberately, Lucy walks toward her washed up opponent. She grabs her legs, split them apart and stomps her in the pussy once again. Sylvie moans but hardly reacts. She tries to cover her private parts but Lucy sits on her chest and pins her down in a classic schoolboy. She then slaps her in the face, pinches her breast and her love handles. She jumps up and down, using her buttocks to squeeze the remaining air out of Sylvie's lungs. Sylvie is not defending herself anymore. Actually she is not even moving.
Then, Lucy gets back on her feet and grabs Sylvie's shorts. In a few quick moves, she takes the shorts off, then the panties, leaving Sylvie strip-naked on the grass. The older lady is completely inert. She just lies there, on her back, legs and arms apart, her white, flabby body beaming with sweat.
- "Come on, ol' hag !" says the winner. "Get away from here and don't come back!"
Sylvie is not even trying to move. So Lucy takes the hose she used a few moments ago to wash her car, points it towards her victim and begins throwing water at her.
The cold water seems to wake Sylvie up a little bit but all she can do is roll on her side, sobbing. She is so ashamed and aching everywhere, she wishes she would die right there but she knows she won't. She will have to get up and go home and she thinks of all the neighbors who probably saw all this from behind their windows.
Lucy walks towards her and kick her in the butt.
- "Come on ! Move, you sorry loser !"
Slowly, painfully, Sylvie gets on her hands and knees and, her legs shaking, she gets up and wobbles towards her home. Through the tears, she can see her son, staring at her from his bedroom window,fFascinated.
Lucy, shining, starts pouring water on herself, feeling she needs a shower.

The End.

<font color="#a62a2a" size="1">[ August 09, 2006 07:33 PM: Message edited by: The Masked Writer ]</font>

[MikeJV]

LOL! Very nice story, enjoyed it alot. Thx

MikeJV