NEW FIGHT (True
Story) - Part 2
The two hellcats cautiously approached one another with
their hands out. As they got within reach, they jostled for
a grip on each other's arms. Dana quickly buried her hands
in Lisa's hair and nearly yanked her head off of her
shoulders. Lisa didn't waste anytime attacking either. She
immediately grabbed Dana's soft small breasts and easily
encompassing each with one hand, she grabbed tightly and
"Holy SHIT!" yelped Dana, instantly reacting by grabbing
Lisa's wrists. Lisa smirked and twisted harder, forcing Dana
to her knees. Dana's face was contorted in pain as she
desperately tried to pry Lisa's claws from her tits.
"Wanna quit?" Lisa taunted.
Dana's eyes were filled with pain. Her curly hair fell into
her face as it flushed with pain. Dana desperately shot her
hands up to Lisa's big globes and dug her long red nails in
to the fleshy orbs. Lisa grunted and tightened her grip for
a moment, leaving even deeper welts on Dana's breasts. Dana
remained on her knees in front of Lisa. Suddenly, Lisa
switched tactics, grabbing Dana's hair with one hand and
yanking her head back. Dana's muscles strained as Lisa
manipulated her body. The big breasted girl took her free
hand and punched Dana in the head--I think actually trying
to punch her in the face. Dana rapidly covered up as Lisa
pushed her backwards and she fell over--Lisa had landed
about five or six punches. Dana curled up in a ball as she
fell to the ground and Lisa kicked her back several times,
eliciting an "Ow! Ow! Ow!" from Dana's muffled voice.
Dana uncurled herself and scrambled up to her feet, or at
least she tried as Lisa chased after her, hitting her in the
back and shoving her forward, my wife's momentum carrying
her into the wall of the room.
Lisa stood back smiling, hands on hips as Dana turned
around, flushed, facing her.
I was rooting hard for Dana to get back in the fight, but I
was worried that she had already been intimidated. She
cautiously moved forward as Lisa stood her ground, licking
her lipstick coated lips with her wet tongue. "You done yet,
skank?" Lisa inquired again.
Dana shook her head as she advanced slowly, with her hands
up. Lisa closed the distance confidently.
The two grappled and initially Dana got Lisa into the
beginnings of a headlock but Lisa was strong and she was
able to flip things around and she ended up with Dana on the
ground underneath her and in a headlock instead. Lisa
quickly grabbed a hold of Dana's right tit again, twisting
it, producing yelps from my wife. One of Dana's hands was
buried in Lisa's hair and the other was groping vainly at
her breast and stomach. Lisa pinched her nipple and tugged
violently on it, stretching it out into a deformed state.
Dana desperately pulled on Lisa's long hair, without
eliciting much of a response as Lisa occasionally slammed
punches into her face and head. Then Dana switched tactics,
reaching down and pinching the inside of Lisa's thigh. Lisa
screamed, and jumped up releasing Dana. Dana quickly tried
to get to her feet, unfortunately not quick enough because
while she was on all fours, Lisa swung a big kick right into
her face. I grimaced as Dana's head snapped back and she
wailed, rolling to her back clutching her nose, screaming
"Bitch!!" as she rocked back and forth.
Lisa chuckled, prancing around my battered wife. "You
shouldn't play when you're outclassed, you dumb cunt." Lisa
Lisa got down on her knees next to Dana and grabbed her
labia, pulling on it viciously. Dana screeched. She twisted
harder. Dana writhed and kicked in agony, one of her spasms
caused her leg to slam into Lisa's back, encouraging her to
get up and move for a moment, leaving Dana writhing on the
floor as Lisa walked off the kick in the back. When Lisa
turned back, Dana was on her knees and getting up. Dana's
face was flushed and her thick eyeliner had streaked down
her face, but her nose wasn't bleeding. Lisa's face was
flushed from the heat of exertion. The two came together
again, exchanging wild swings of their arms, turning their
heads away and then their bodies contacted. They wrapped up
in a mutual bearhug and then stumbled about the room with
one of them trying to tackle the other. Dana succeeded in
taking Lisa down, but Lisa quickly rolled on top of my wife,
entwining her legs into Dana's and driving her pelvis into
Dana's as well. Dana struggled beneath her foe as strong
legs and pussy did battle with each other and both fighters
began to moan and gasp as they thrust towards one another
grimacing in pain with each contact. The fight lasted a few
more moments before Dana again caved at Lisa's attack,
yelping and moaning as Lisa was able to slide up onto her
and straddle her stomach. Lisa bounced once before Dana was
able to flip onto her belly. Lisa sat on the small of Dana's
back and bounced brutally, chuckling as she did so...then
she forced her hand between Dana's ass cheeks and her legs.
I winced, Dana tried to flail, and Lisa smirked. Trouble was
about to arrive.
To be continued...