Graduation Present

**Shindy** · August 24th, 2004, 02:50 PM

It was the summer after our high school graduation. It was nearing the tail end of the party season and we were a little tired of the same old, same old...

There were five of us playing quarters around my kitchen table. My current girlfriend, Angela had just arrived bring three more people to the gathering. Little did she know that she was going to be the guest of honor at a little soiree my friend and I had arranged to "spice up" the party season.

Angela was voted "best body" of the graduating class. She was 5' 6" with a 34d bust, pretty well defined arms and legs and cut abs. Her dark curly hair cascaded over her olive skin just to below her shoulders, belying her Italian ancestry. Angela, like so many of our classmates, always wore clothes that left nothing to the imagination. Tonight was no different. She wore a white lycra tank top that was cropped just at her pierced belly button that seemed to barely fit her, her big breasts were oozing over the top and out the sides. The straps were basically just spaghetti straps. She had on an extremely short, loose fitting pink skirt and chunky high heeled sandals. Her make up was thick, but perfect at usual. Her long fingernails were painted bright red also as usual.

Angela was from a large family and had learned to fight from her brothers and sisters. Although not very athletic, her fighting skills had become well known and she had never lost a fight against another girl in the 10 or so we knew about throughout all of high school--sort of.

That leads me to part two. Girl fights were pretty common where I went to high school and we enjoyed many at many parties. In my early part of high school I dated a girl named Gina, who like Angela was popular, very attractive and also Italian descent--they looked very similar. Gina also came from a large family. She was another well known fighter and had a similar record. Gina had never lost a fight either in high school--sort of.

Gina and Angela were the leaders of two separate cliques, in fact Gina ended up prom queen in a hotly contested battle and as I mentioned, Angela got the best body nomination.

It was inevitable that at some party the two would end up in a fight, they didn't get along. And so, that leads to the sort of. They had scuffled once--a brief interchange rapidly broken up by some foolish, overzealous friends. Neither girl had won, but Angela had certainly landed more punches. Problem was that Gina had landed one--and she had made it count. Angela had sported a black eye for a week afterwards and was the butt end of a lot of talk. Needless to say, those of us that saw it knew that the scars didn't reflect the actual fight and decided it needed to be settled before all of us went off to college. So my close friend, who was now dating Gina (the fact that I had dated both of them was also a bone of contention between them)and I, made arrangements for the finale of the summer graduation parties.

I encouraged Angela to drink a little more and then we moved the party into the backyard. It was a few minutes later when Mike and the folks from his house showed up. The party numbered about 15 people now, including both of our houses, but it got strangely quiet as the last person in his group walked into the backyard, Gina.

Angela looked at me, the smile quickly disappearing from her mildly intoxicated face. Gina grabbed Mike's arm, not knowing that Angela was going to be here--she was supposed to be out of town with family. Gina looked phenomenal. She was wearing a black ultra short halter style one piece dress that just cut below her perfect ass. She had on black roman-style sandals which accentuated her perfect legs and, like Angela, her breasts strained to climb out of the dress. Gina was actually slighlty bigger busted than Angela, although her cup size was still a D. If I remember correctly she was a 36d. Her hair was longer, to the small of her back and straight, but otherwise her olive skin and sharp features were very similar (probably the reason I dated them both.)

We didn't force the issue but allowed the night to progress, gradually planting seeds of war. Suddenly (by no accident) Gina and Angela were face-to-face and tit-to-tit, breathing hard.

"Why the fuck would you come to MY boyfriend's house, you dumb twit?" hissed Angela.

"I was invited, asshole, probably because he still wants a piece of ass that's worth fucking..."

And Gina did have the best ass around..

"And that's why he dumped you for me, Gina, because he wanted a piece of ass worth fucking..."

And here's where I got into a little trouble, but didn't really care at this point. You see right before Mike and Gina got together, and well into the time I was dating Angela...

"If that's the case," Gina spat, "Then why did he fuck ME, when he was dating YOU??"

Angela was shocked, but she tried not to look it. I knew she was upset but she was now very angry. Her temper was flaring and the alcohol was fueling it. Gina was having a similar reaction. Interestingly, I noticed that both of their nipples had become erect. Although a sad tribute to humanity, all the guys at the party had made side bets on what amounted to be the greatest girl fight in _______ High School history.

To fuel it even more, conveniently (and unscripted) one of Angela's friends goaded her on, "You're gonna take that shit from this slut, Angie? Take her apart, you owe her anyway..."

And with that, the fight was on.

For anyone who's seen a real fight, you all know that the first moments are a flurry of punches, hair pulling, scratching and kicking with no one obviously in control. This was no different. The only great thing that happened was that Gina stretched Angie's tank top so much that it didn't cling to her body anymore and her big breasts were frequently visible.

After the first several minutes, the fight was very even and the girls separated. When they closed together, Gina was able to get Angela in a headlock and wrestle her to the ground, pounding her face, head and breasts. Angela was getting punished as she punched back from a position of inferiority and was able to pry herself free from Gina's grasp and the two girls got up. Gina threw a punch and connected perfectly with Angela's mouth, stunning her and then Gina took her by her hair and threw her to the ground. Both girls had on heavy heels and Gina quickly went to work kicking the crap out of Angela's side and chest. Someone almost went to break up the fight but we stopped them. Angela looked hurt, but somehow she lashed out with her own foot and slammed it into Gina's thigh. The resultant charley horse forced Gina to stumble to the ground. Both girls got to their feet struggling.

They buried their hands in each other's hair, spinning around until finally Angela gained some ground and slammed Gina into the stockade fence surrounding our backyard. She threw multiple punches into Gina's stomach, visibly knocking the wind out of her. Gina leaned against the fence, as Angela had to step back to regain her composure.

The two hellcats attacked again, grappling with one another. Angela reached over Gina's back and grabbed at whatever handhold she could, in this case her dress, hiking it up as she threw Gina down. The dress was up around Gina's waist and her black g-string and perfect ass was now revealed to everyone. Gina didn't care though. On her back, she lashed out with her feet, kicking at Angela every time she got close until she had a chance to try and get to her feet, but as she did, Angela dove on her and the two rolled about on the ground. The two were on the sides but the first disparity between the two fighters became clear at this moment--Gina was stronger. She was able to force Angela onto her back and then moved up to straddle her. In straddling her, Gina pummeled Angela's face, bloodying her nose and leaving her with another certain shiner. But Angela was a great fighter, and grabbing Gina's dress, she forced Gina to lean back far enough that she was able to get a leg around her neck and reverse the straddle partially. Angela pounded Gina's stomach but Gina was able to haul Angela off by her hair. The two girls faced one another on their hands and knees, then quickly got to their feet. They kicked at one another before Angela reached in and grabbed Gina by her halter straps, she flung Gina into the fence and tried to haul her back to herself, but to her dismay, and to our great pleasure, the straps broke and all that was left of Gina's dress was the fabric around her waist. We roared, some of the girls tried to stop the fight, but everyone was too fired up to intervene. Plus we were loving the battle. Gina was a good fighter and was pretty surprisingly not phased by fighting now topless (probably because she had slept with half the crowd also).

Problem is apparently, that when you have big breasts and your swinging punches and stuff, they bounce around and it doesn't feel good either. Anyway, Gina rapidly lost ground and after several seconds of punishment was pinned against the fence getting kicked in innumerable places by Angela. Someone yelled for us to stop it, but we didn't again. I could see that Gina's makeup was running down her face and I wasn't sure, but I was pretty certain she was crying--the first time I had ever seen her cry--especially from a fight. She was trying to fight back but Angela was in too good of a position. I was pretty sure the fight was over.

Suddenly though, Gina sprang upwards like a coiled spring and slammed her shoulder into Angela's chest, knocking her flat on her back. She pounded Angela repeatedly in the face and chest. Angela was suddenly in big trouble.

Gina grabbed Angie's head and slammed it into the ground a few times, dazing her. Angie, in desperation reached up and clawed the closest thing she could--Gina's breasts.

Gina shrieked, her face a mask of agony.

She leapt off of her foe, clutching her wounded breasts, which now had big red welts. Angie struggled to her feet, dazed.

Gina, enraged, attacked with a passion. She landed multiple punches to Angela's head and face, and I cringed as I watched my girlfriend's head snap from side to side and back. She held up her arms trying to protect herself and for the first time, one of the two girls looked like she was getting her ass kicked. Gina persisted with the onslaught, knocking Angela about the yard as her own tits bounced wildly about her chest. Angela threw a few feeble punches but she was obviously beaten. As she fell to her knees, Gina landed an unbelievable uppercut that Angela basically fell into, snapping her backwards and flat onto her back. She curled up into a fetal position as Gina dragged her up by her hair.

"Are you done, BITCH!!?" Gina screamed, Angela barely nodded, her face swollen, bloody and her hair matted down.

"That's right, cunt. I'm the queen of this school. Don't you ever forget it!" Gina howled as she dropped Angela to the ground, fixed her dress to cover herself up and stormed out.

Stunned the rest of us all looked around. Perversely, some of us actually smiled as the girls tended to the badly battered Angela. Afterwards, we all felt bad for setting them both up, but it certainly was the best graduation party ever.