Sweet revenge or Backfire? Poll Fight Story, part 1
?Oh Mom, you look fabulous! Let?s go!?, my daughter commented as I kinda teasingly and playfully twirled into the living room where Trina was already waiting for me, braless in a lowcut, silver, lam? halterneck mini. She looked lip-smacking, beautiful and desirable ? smouldering, sizzling hot! I felt a lump in my throat and a sudden tear grow in my eye as I looked at her, I felt so joyfully proud of her!
?Thanks, dear! And you look absolutely gorgeous too!?, as I quickly and lovingly pecked her on the cheek, not too mess up her glossy lipstick, giving her a quick hug, our breasts gently squashing into each other.
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Some drinks later ? and some sexy, sultry slowdancing already behind me with a number of potential fucks for the night ? I was now really excited and in a serious party mood! I felt so alive, young, vibrant ? and hellavu horny! Tee hee! Then the first show of the evening started ? the lights dimmed and someone called Wordman announced a sexy pole-dance by The Maiden!
The lights dimmed and soon the outline of a curvy, shapely figure appeared, and started entertaining us with the most sensual moves I?d seen for years! Topless and dressed only in a short miniskirt, she looked like she was fucking the pole ? as she expertly slid up and down the pole ? wrapping, entwining her arms and legs around it in intricate, erotic moves ? I was totally captivated and mesmerized ? and I felt myself being turned on, my nipples hardening and warm lust pooling in my nether regions ? I licked my lips and gaped longingly as she next did the demanding iguana routine on the pole ? a particularly sensual move ? her dimly lit body silhouetted like a moving sculpture ? Hmm, this captivating slut I wanted ? she literally oozed raw femininity and sexuality ?
As soon as she?d finished I eagerly beckoned her over to our table ? hoping for at least a personal lapdance ? or maybe something even more special, intimate and private, I smiled a little wickedly ? she certainly had my female engine revving ? my oil heating below and my twin spark plugs on my tits firing ? tingling with arousal all round ?
But then I got the shock of my life as she got close, and came into the light ? it was none other than that filthy whore, Dia Zerva, the fucking Iron Maiden, from Ultimate Surrender! ? I was stunned and totally speechless for a moment!
Then she recognized Trina next to me, and mockingly sneered at her: ?Hey loser! You?re making quite a name for yourself as a loser ? and being everyone?s bitch ? Whenever you need another hard fuck, I?d be more than happy to oblige ? Heh, heh, you make such a good slave slut!? and turning to me, staring me up and down, said: ?And who is this old bitch you?re hanging out with tonight ? your big sister, huh??
I was furious ? pissed ? bristling with anger ? and flew up, my chair flying backwards, and gave the blonde a vicious bitch slap across the face with my right hand ? SLAP!!! ? and snarled: ?BITCH! ? I?m Jessika, her mother ? and I?ve got a good mind to fuck you up, right here and now!?
Stunned, she staggered back, her large, round boobs jiggling wildly ? almost careening into the adjacent table ? but managed to catch her footing ? and gingerly touched her left cheek which was already reddening from the blow ? by now a deadly silence had fallen in the bar ? only the music played on, but all conversation had ceased and everyone?s eyes were on the looming confrontation ?
Then Dia smirked challengingly and cockily, her hips swaying a little, as she walked closer: ?Oh, the mighty Jessika ? you know, when I was growing up you were such an inspiration to me ? I always dreamed ? hotly ? of going up against you ? and then beating and fucking your oversexed brains out! ? You were never much of a champion ? So, bring it on ? SLUT!?
I snapped ? totally ? I was never one to back down from a challenge, and certainly not from a snotty nosed youngster ? I seized my half full glass of gin and tonic, and ice, ? and flung it into her sneering face ? spinning quickly on my left stiletto, like a ballet dance move ? not worrying about modesty, hitched up my dress showing my blue, high cut panty ? and catching her by surprise ? I lashed out with a vicious high kick of the front of my shoe to the side of her head that sent her flying through the air to land with a resounding crash on the nearby table ? CRASH! ? scattering glasses, bottles ? and the women who were sitting there ? as she tumbled over, her tanned butt briefly visible, and bisected by a white thong ? landing with a hard, pleasing thud ?
CLAP, CLAP! And shouts of ?WOW!?. ?What a move!?, ?Catfight, catfight!? sounded up! Several cell phone flashes went off too ? not surprisingly one or two people in the audience even had handycams out ? Unfortunately the sudden handclapping, and verbal applause, and blinding flashes, momentarily broke my focus ? and stopped me from moving in and finishing the fight off there and then ? big mistake!
The next moment, I heard Trina shriek: ?Watch out, mom!? ? and before I knew it, Dia collided with me, like a spitfire wildcat ? sending the two of us down, crashing into some barstools, snarling, scratching and tearing at each other ? over and over we rolled ? her skirt and my dress rucked up to and over our waists, our underwear only barely covering our modesty ? shrilly, excited female shrieks from the audience urging us on ?
When we finally came to rest against the barcounter, with the smaller blonde on top, both my boobs had sprung free from my flimsy dress, my arms a little trapped by the straps of my dress ? and then the bitch gave me a hard punch to my right tit, flush on the nipple! ? UNNGH!! And then one to my left! ?UNNGHH! ?
I gave a groan as sickening pain engulfed me ? but my years of training had toughened me up to withstand all kinds of pain, but as I planned to strike back ? Trina had already pulled the blonde bitch off me, and was holding her in a full nelson ?
No matter how she writhed, and tried to escape, Trina held her fast ? First, Dia tried to kick back with her heels to her shins, but Trina was expecting it, avoiding them easily ? Next she tried a complicated jiu-jitsu throw, but Trina countered by ramming her knee hard into the blonde?s kidneys ? Good! It seemed my working out with her the last few days, and teaching her a few tricks of the trade, had already helped ?
I smiled and stood up slowly and deliberately, pushing the straps of my dress off my shoulders and arms so that my arms were free and my dress hung like a skirt around my waist ? ?Shit, I?m really gonna enjoy destroying and fucking you up!?, I hissed with an evil glint in my eye, and a vengeful smirk now on my face ? and with my bare boobs swinging loosely, I sauntered forward with a swaying, confident gait ? unleashing a heavy barrage of punches to Dia?s belly ? OOMPH! ? and one upper cut under the jaw ? CRACK! ? softening her up ?
Then I giggled naughtily, and cruelly lashed out a quick succession of blows to her dangling boobs ... "This one's for my LEFT TIT! ... and this one's for my RIGHT TIT! ... That'll teach you to mess with my tits ? BITCH! TRAMP!", I snarled ? painfully squashing them flat against her ribcage ? ... the bitch?s mouth gaped in pain ... eyes popped, filling with tears of pain and helplessness ... while I relished delightfully in how each punch sank deep into her soft flesh ? and to the groans and moans each one was eliciting ? enjoying the pumping adrenaline in my veins, and the punishment I was dishing out ?
?You fucking coward! ? You bitch, have Trina let me go ? and let?s finish this woman to woman ?? screamed Dia.
But I answered it with a scornful laugh, then I unceremoniously yanked off her mini-skirt ? tossed it as a souvenir to the eager crowd of dykes and femmes, looking on ? and rammed two stiff fingers into the bottom of the plump V of the trapped blonde?s white thong ? right there where the outlined dent of her shaved slit was faintly visible through the damp cloth. AIIEEE!
This brought howls of agony from Dia, and for good measure I jabbed her again in the pussy ... relishing the awful demolishing ... the utter torment inflicted on the smaller blonde girl ... feeling myself getting soaking wet ... Looking over at Trina, and knowing her well enough from her porn movies ? I could see by the far-away stare in her eyes that she was equally being turned on ? YES! Vengeance was so sweet ?
Tee hee! The Bride in ?Kill Bill? was so bloody wrong! ? Revenge was a dish best served ? sizzling hot and thoroughly drenched! ? This evening was turning out so much better than I ever could?ve imagined in my wildest dreams ? It was going to be a night that Trina and I would always treasure and remember!
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