The ReJuv Chronicles© - London Encounter
by Felix Gato 2014
Chapter 4
Alicia broke the stalemate. Leaning in slightly towards Ashley, she raised her clawed hands and reached for the blonde’s long tresses. As she wound her fingers tightly into the blonde’s hair, she felt Ashley’s hands dive into her own hair, and entwine her fingers in the dark curls. They now held each other securely by the hair. They were in no hurry. They knew they had all night, and that no one could possibly interfere. They were going to make the most of the time they had together.
Fingers curled into fists, and the hair-pulling started. Two heads went back simultaneously as each girl pulled down and back with all her might. They did not yank each other’s hair – not yet. Now, they simply wanted the fight to be joined, to feel that battle had been offered and accepted. Moans escaped both their lips as they struggled for balance on their high heels. Their hair-pulling was vigorous, and meant to put their rival on notice that it was time to fight.
After a few moments of this wicked dance, Ashley decided to up the ante. Both girls had wantonly and lasciviously flashed views of the tops of their breasts while coming face-to-face, and it was time to accept or decline the offered gambit. And there was no way the blonde was going to decline the challenge! Releasing her right hand from Alicia’s hair, she clawed her fingers, exposing her long, white nails, and thrust them into the brunette’s red silk blouse, just above the last fastened button. With gusto, she tore down eagerly and managed to rip away all the remaining buttons. The material fell open, exposing the brunette’s naked breasts. A trail of four red nail marks appeared from between Alicia’s breasts to her bare stomach.
A cry, more of embarrassment than pain, left Alicia’s lips. She realized what Ashley had just done, and it was not unexpected - though she would have been happier if she could have ripped open the blonde’s white bodice first. She could not see what Ashley had done because the blonde still had her by the hair and was pulling her head backwards. But she knew Ashley had scored first, and that needed to be answered. Immediately!
Releasing her right hand from the blonde’s tresses, Alicia reached blindly for the loosened neckline of Ashley’s dress. Her fingers felt for the gold laces, and found them. Grabbing them tightly, she yanked down savagely. Her efforts succeeded. The fragile eyelets holding the lace gave way, and the front of the white dress separated, exposing the blonde’s full, uncovered breasts. Alicia’s red nails left marks that ran from between the blonde’s tits to nearly her belly button.
With this initial duel consummated, each released each other’s hair as if by mutual consent, and took a step back. The firelight illuminated the wild look on their faces; their pupils were dilated, and they were clearly aroused. Mussed blonde hair and gold hoop earrings framed Ashley’s excited face, while disheveled black curls and an identical set of gold hoop earrings framed Alicia’s visage. The fighting had finally started, the ice was broken, and it was time to get serious. Each noted with satisfaction that she had forcefully bared the other’s tits, tearing off what little protection the fabric might have initially offered. Now, the sight of naked, exposed, vulnerable breasts was too seductive a target to resist. Claws yearned to rake, cut, gouge and draw blood. Preliminaries were mercifully out of the way – it was time for some good, old-fashioned catfighting!
With a feistiness only hellcats can muster, both girls actually took a moment to part further the torn material that had covered their mammaries. By further exposing their naked tits to each other, they wanted to show they were not daunted by what each knew was coming. During the tit mauling about to begin, each wanted to show her rival she was willing to endure punishment of her own for the opportunity to hurt her rival. With their mouths open a little to breathe more easily, they brought up clawed hands and long nails, and confidently closed the distance between them.
Immediately, sharp, polished talons sought and found their targets. Ashley reached for Alicia’s brown nipples, while the brunette brought her long red nails to the tops of the blonde’s tits. In earnest, each girl raked and gouged her rival’s breastflesh, not considering an attack successful unless bloody scratches were produced. Moans of pain escaped both their lips, but neither shrank from the contest. In fact, it seemed as if they were leaning in towards each other, daring each other to do their damnest.
They fought like this in silence for some time, and soon both their eyes were filled with tears of pain. Their heaving chests were getting covered with angry, crimson scratches, and their nipples were cut and bleeding, but still they did not stop. They were here to hurt each other, and this was as fine a way to do so as they could imagine. They swiped at tits with the sides of their nails, using the edges to cut their rival’s flesh. The effect was devastating. The tops and undersides of their breasts sported furrows from which more than a little blood flowed. Fighting talons were now decorated with more than their original polish – blood from their rival’s tits added crimson highlights.
After this duel had gone on for some time, Alicia pulled back from the encounter and shoved Ashley away from her. Ashley, wild-eyed with pain and lust, stared at the brunette, and worried for a moment that Alicia wanted to quit the fight. The blonde had not had nearly enough! Her fears, however, were quickly allayed.
She watched with rapt attention as the brunette quickly peeled off and cast aside her torn red blouse. Her torso, large bleeding breasts and arms were now naked – completely uncovered and exposed. Alicia followed this by unzipping her short, black leather miniskirt and easing it over her hips and legs. She kicked it aside casually, and then faced Ashley clad only in a tiny, black silk thong and her black stiletto heels. Her shapely, naked thighs and legs were magnificent. She once more brought her hands to her hips and arched one eyebrow in an unvoiced question. Her answer was not long in coming. With determination, Ashley doffed her torn white dress and let it fall to the floor. She kicked it away almost nonchalantly. She was now clad in only a thin, white G-string and her gold stiletto heels. Her legs and thighs were fully equal to Alicia’s.
The young, nearly-naked hellions took in each other’s appearance. They had bloodied each other’s tits, and their chests were still heaving from that contest. Each wanted more than anything for the fighting to intensify – to produce more pain, more hurt. Ashley took a deep breath and decided that waiting was pointless. After brushing some strands of blonde hair from her face, she once more brought up her claws and moved towards her rival. What she eagerly yearned for now was some dirty fighting!
