[kevan]

        "Yeochhhh!" Julianne screamed as her scalp exploded in pain courtesy the nasty head wrenching hair pull courtesy Lisa (aka Tori Sinclair). The beautiful topless busty redhead legendary catfighter had escaped her two tormentors. Only those who had observed had seen it. Susan lay to the side, moaning, looking in a daze, rubbing both her jaw and her crotch gingerly. She paid no attention to her friend who she had rescued from Lisa's wrath a few moments earlier. Boy could Julianne use her help now.
         Whack. Slap. Slaps and punches delivered lightning fast with pure feminine catfight fury; Lisa slapped and punched Julianne silly, stripped her to her bra and panties. Julianne screamed, tried to flee, foolishly tried to even return a punch, which Lisa blocked easily. Suddenly Lisa's hand was on her chin-Lisa got up close and personal behind her luscious enemy; she sunk a fist into her right kidney, then drove a hard fist into the small of Juliannes' back; she jerked back on her chin, bending her backwards.
       "Umpfhhh, Ummmmm," stifled screams in the form of sexy moans and grunts as the topless redhaired beauty worked over her rival. Suddenly sweet relief to her back; Lisa removed her fist, reached up, unsnapped Julianne's bra and ripped it clean off. More muffled screams, protests, threats, whatever.
        "Show everyone your TITS, sweetie," Lisa hissed. (Her Tori Sinclair was coming out bigtime.)
        Sensing danger approaching, Lisa spun her now topless rival around, shot a perfect uppercut to Julianne's lovely jaw knocking her out. Three women bystanders moved in to catch the lovely actress. Lisa smiled as she watched two of them instantly begin to cop feels; those beautiful milky white pretty pink nippled breasts were no doubt a lovely "woman on woman" temptation.
        Whoosh.
        Blam.
        "Uhhhhhhhh."

[kevan]

       Susan's fist blazed past Lisa's lucky duckin' head. She swung so hard that she lost her balance and stumbled forward.
       The incoming punch sunk deep into the beautiful veteran actress's belly; air escaped her quivering lips as her belly button met her spine.
       "I'm gonna enjoy this, Miss Susan," Lisa hissed as she grabbed a double handful of Susans' silky red hair; she jerked her off balance, positioned her just right, moved in and lifted her knee hard and fast, her kneecap giving a nasty painful "Hello" to shall we say, "Susan's sweet spot."
        Lisa executed a perfect throw move and sent her rival to the floor. A kick to the ribs...A gasp of pain; Susan rolled and crawled away.
        "Gosh, that was easy, way to easy, but kinda fun." Lisa was both happy for the quick victory, but a bit disappointed. She had heard that the actress could be feisty and a real hellcat. She seemed to be a wimp.
        Susan whimpered, gasped in pain. She looked dazed, beaten and yes quite hot. Her lovely hair was a mess, makeup smudged. Somehow she was missing two buttons on her blouse....revealing "hidden treasures?"
        "Get up when you're ready, ok? I'm not done with you yet-BITCH!"
          Lisa smiled smuggly as she watched Susan's dazed face flush red with anger, then registered rage. Susan bit her bottom lip, then licked her lips, looking quite sensuous, like she was anticipating some fun. She stared hard at Lisa...like she was thinkin' "I'm gonna pound her ass, maul those boobs, rip her hair out by the roots." As she plotted her plan of catfight action, Susan wished she knew the bitches name and who she was. Lisa didn't have that problem. She had known who Susan was for a long time. She had watched all the movies the bitch had played in. She had fantasized about taking Susan on; she didn't like anything about her. This was sooooo much fun....She couldn't wait to resume the fun...and finish the fight...her way!
         Susan was on her feet, moving in fast.
         Whack...WHAck...WHACKKKK...

[kevan]

    Three lightning fast slaps rocked Lisa's world; she staggered backwards. "Cute little Suzy girl" could slap-HARD. Sharp talons latched onto Lisa's big luscious left breast. A nail scratched her nipple.
    "YEOOUCHHH!" Lisa screamed. (Tori Sinclair was coming out fast)....(Lookout when "Tori" is unleashed).
     (Note: Tori Sinclair and Lisa Comshaw are the same-ONE hot sexy catfighter)
     Tori's scream hadn't trailed into silence before her hand and fingers morphed into a hard tight fist.
     POW!
     Susan's lovely head snapped back as her lovely eyes bounced around; pain exploded between her legs. She felt her rivals' sweet hot breath on her face as Tori kept her hard knee cap up between her legs and commenced a painful pubic mound grind. Susan's lovely body instantly weakened as it became engulfed in the debilitating pain from said nasty dirty move.
     "Ready for more fun lady?" Tori taunted as she dropped her offending leg down. She grabbed the stunned redhead by the hair, spun her around, slapped her silly, then slowly, deliberately began to shred her expensive outfit, thread by thread, top to bottom.
      "I like you're bra-bitch, sorry it's leaving you without the support you need," Tori snickered noticing just a tad bit of sag. As Susan screamed, Tori threw her into a nearby wall almost knocking her out. She lunged, buried her fingers in Susan's hair, jerked her around and then wrestled the topless actress to the carpet. She relieved her of everything except her sexy garters and panties. To the lucky observers she then gave a most delightful catfight treat; she mounted Susan sitting on her belly, she slapped, squeezed and twisted the now tearful actresses' breasts.
       "Get her-pinch her nipples," someone yelled. (It was Julianne Moore).
        Tori was all to happy to comply with such a naughty suggestion.
       "Ouchie, Please, stop it, somebody help, get her off me, that hurts," Susan bawled.
        Bonk...Bonk...Bonk....Tori treated her topless rival to some head banging.
       Suddenly Tori had a wicked idea. She shifted her weight, cupped her own big beautiful breasts, crushed them together, tweaked her stiff nipples until they were at their biggest, hardest. With a wicked sneer she leaned down and treated the sobbing Susan to an upclose inspection of her luscious "pride and joys."
       NOOooooUmpppph.
       As the onlookers (and Julianne) went wild, Tori continued her Titty to Face Introduction  to Susan. She demanded that Susan kiss her breasts, then suck her nipples.
      "Hmmmmm, that looks like fun," Julianne mused, her thoughts becoming barely audible as she moved closer. She was almost giddy with catfight lust when Tori finally jumped off Susan, stood up and turned to her.
       "Wanna fight me again, Red-or do you want something else?" Tori snipped. She watched the topless redhead hesitate, her face flush. Tori smiled. She turned to watch poor almost naked, beaten Susan slowly, unsteadily get up. She saw the incoming fist coming fast; she ducked. Julianne's fist connected-wrong redhead. Susan's dazed face went blank as she staggered and went down. Perfect punch to the jaw...just the wrong jaw.
        Whoooosh.
        Wham. Thunk. Tori's fists found their mark; Julianne's jaw, and each lovely breast. A double handful of redhair, once again. A head butt. Julianne staggered, her lovely legs buckled. Tori guided her pretty head down to the exact spot.
        "Umpppphhh."
        "There you stupid bitch-hope you can find something sweet down there." Tori snickered as she pushed Julianne's face between Susan's legs. A few moans ensued, The victorious redhead surveyed the scene. She felt flushed, hot as heck, horny--she smiled, looked around as the onlookers shouted out somewhat "nasty" suggestions to both defeated redheads. Tori felt good; she wanted more action....she wanted another victory, maybe two....she disappeared into the now cheering crowd of lucky onlookers...

[kevan]

    "Let's hurry-gotta see the fight!"
    "I hear it's the best one yet--some beautiful blonde with big boobs-and a hot newslady" one lovely woman said to her friend as they walked arm in arm as fast as they could to the Mystery Room that was filling up fast.
     "One quick stop first," Emily announced. She pointed her friends Cali and Paris towards the nearby door that said "Dressing Room" (For the unlucky bitches)
  There in a most provocative cartoon illustration of two women in a catfight; one wore only half of a torn blouse; her skirt was missing and she had sexy pantyhose full of rips, tears, and runs; her makeup smeared, her lipstick smudged; the other part of the cartoon showed her primped and proper after she came out of the dressing room.
      The three hotties, Cali Logan, Emily Addison and Paris Kennedy dropped in, primped fast and came out "dressed to kill" or catfight; they actually looked hotter and sexier than before they each had arrived earlier; it seemed to be almost a magical room; all wore sexy revealing blouses, short skirts and heels. Cali initially objected wanting to change into a bikini.
      "No, dress our way, IF the newswoman is who I think it is, this will be more fun," Paris said. She felt so hot and excited. She (and her two friends) had a delicious tantalizing catfight "appetizer." All the cheers and excited yells coming from the mystery room promised some real "catfight heat."
       "Oh, that's soooo naughty," Emily cooed as Cali came up behind her as she was sitting refreshing her makeup; Cali gave her hair a good slow pull, reached down, slipped her hand in her blouse and squeezed her breast tenderly at first, then switched to hard and painful.
       "Yeowcchie," Emily whinced.
       "Hey, save it for later," Paris warned.
        In a flash the three were up, out the door and pushing through the crowd to get a closeup look at the action.
       "Uhhhhhh,Ummpppph, Oooooooh, Ummmmphhhh."
       "That's it, you got her....take her down, Katie..."
       

[kevan]

     'Uhhhhh, Ungggggh, Errrrckkkk, Oooohmmph."
     Grunts and groans, pure sexiness and erotic, as feminine muscles strained for victory.
     "You're going down blondie-both you and those big boobs of yours," the older woman snarled as her sexy impressive biceps bulged. Not an ounce of "flab" on her beautiful arms. She stared into the lovely eyes of her beautiful busty blonde rival, relishing the strain and struggle she seemed to be having. She added a bit of squeeze to her rivals fingers. She wasn't showing it in the least, but she was struggling. She knew the crowd was for her....BUT...
      Did they really want her to win?
      "They might just want to see this sexy big boobed blonde lose; or those boobs to pop out."
      A wry smile slowly, subtly formed on the older newsbabes' lips; she positioned her strong sexy, perfectly muscled legs into a better position under the table. She leaned in, summoned her strength.
      "C'mon blondie, you can do it, Don't let her win," an eager bystander shouted. He was so excited to see these two do battle he thought he might have a full blown heart-attack right there. Well, maybe his long time favorite Catfight Legend, Porn star, Tanya Danielle would give him CPR. But then that lovely newsbabe might try to stop her. He looked hard at the older woman who's beautiful perky face was pert near gleaming with winning, conquering spirit. She was pouring it on, making lovely Tanya strain and yes even squirm a little. Every move seemed to make those big boobs strain against the tight, skimpy low-cut top. Perhaps just a bit more struggle.
       "Girls, this is really hot, really good; hope Tanya wins," Paris Kennedy mused as she, Cali, and Emily moved up a bit closer. This action was good, but all three secretly hoped for a catfight. And yes, somehow their involvement...?
        It was a sight indeed.....Tanya wore that tight low-cut top, shorts and was barefoot. Katie wore a lovely satiny button down the front blouse, short skirt, pantyhose, heels.
        "Oh my, look at that slut, Katie-showing all that cleavage," Cali said.....All three snickered as did those who heard the snide comment. Yes, the top two buttons were unbuttoned on Katies' blouse; a bit of the lace bra was a bit visible.
       "Uhhhhhh, Ohhhhh, Uhhhh-Uhhhhh."
       "OH MY-

[Sandman13]

Kaley Cuoco wouldn't be at that party, would she? I hear Paris Kennedy can't stand her.

[kevan]

   I think I heard a rumor that lovely Kaley was watching another catfight in another room; Paris heard the rumor as well; she licked her lips, got a naughty smirk on her face that must have been a pleasant thought. Perhaps wrapping her legs around the sexy blondes waist, grabbing a handful of lovely blonde hair and a handful of _ _ _?  Hopefully she "survives" the immediate action she and her friends are observing now.
Will Katy or Tanya win? Can "mere armwrestling' be sexy? Or will this lead to something else?

[kevan]

         Sexy, hard, perfectly formed arm muscles bulged...Katy was pouring her sexy perkiness on full bore as she strained to force the gorgeous blondes hand and arm down into defeat. Tanya's beautiful face showed her intensity and determination to do the same. Her sensuous lips began to quiver a bit as sweat beaded on her brow. She grunted and groaned sexily; her full breasts bulged out of her top; Katie snickered, whispered softly about the blonde's sluttiness; "Look, uhhh, everybody, Unggggh, her big boobs are gonna pop out," Katie said trying to embarrass Tanya to gain an advantage. (Little did she know Tanya's profession, history, likes, wishes). Tanya was relishing all the looks she, her body and her chest was getting. She squirmed a bit more just for fun. Most all the guys in the audience were hoping for some serious "boob liberation,"
       "Uhhhhhh, Umpppfhhh, Oooooooh," both beauties moaned.
       "C'mon Katie, you can do it, take her down!"
       "Kick that bitches ass, Tanya" Cali Logan whispered. Emily snickered. She slipped up close behind Cali.
       "This makes me sooooooo horney," she whispered in her friends' ear. She pressed her firm breasts into Cal's back.
       "Isn't this hot," Paris whispered as she slipped up behind Emily.
        The three beauties were all secretly cheering for Tanya. Tanya needed their support. She was now straining, grunting, even gasping as the perky newsbabe kept pouring it on.
       "Hey, better not do that here-people will see you." Cali said.
        No need to worry; everyone in the now tightly packed crowd was watching Katie or Tanya.
       "That feels good, it makes me hot," Cali thought. Emily's hands were cupping, squeezing her breasts, rubbing her stiff nipples through her bra and blouse.
       "More, don't stop, please," Emily thought as Paris' skillful expert hands felt her firm love mounds, teased her stiff nipples.
        "C'mon Tanya, you can take her-don't give up!"

[kevan]

    "Uhhhhhhh...Owieeee," Tanya moaned as she felt her arms getting tired and strained against her rivals' "perky" strength.
     "You're goin' down sweetie," Katie rasped in a most gleeful, confident snarl. Her eyes locked onto the beautiful blonde's straining face, her perfect pouty lips; (Katie despised Prissy Big-Boobed Blondes); she sensed that Tanya was in trouble; she looked at her big boobs, straining against that flimsy top; sexy areolas were now showing just a bit. Another round of squirming, straining and maybe her nips will pop out, Katie thought.
    "This is really hot," Cali whispered to her two friends. Emily agreed with a nod. Paris was silent; she was totally immersed in erotic thoughts; what she would do if Tanya won; what she would do if Katie won.
     "Yeooowwwch..Aieeeeee." Cries of defeat escaped Tanya's sensuous lips as her older rival pinned her arm down hard and fast. For spite, Katie squeezed the surprised defeated blonde's fingers painfully and twisted the hand, wrist harm painfully hard.
      "Oucccccch... You win, let me go you old cow," Tanya snapped. Katie released her fingers and the two slowly stood up and slipped out from the two opposing chairs and special table set up.
      Several in the crowd shouted out "Congrats" to Katie who was more that excited and happy that she had won. She started to turn around.....
      WHAM!
      One blistering hard bitch slap.
      "Arrrgggggh." Katie screamed as the left side of her lovely face exploded in pain. She staggered, losing her balance. She almost went down.
     "How's that feel lady?" Tanya shouted as she balled her fist. She was mad as hell. She did not like to lose and she had felt that the older "newswoman" was very condescending to her.
      "Why you stupid blonde bitch. How dare you hit me?" Katie snarled. She balled a fist.
     Whaccck.
     Wham.
     Ripppppppp-
 

[kevan]

      One angry punch to the busty blondes chin, and a sock to the belly rocked Tanya's world. She gasped in pain as she felt an angry tug at the front of her top, she heard the RIPPPPPPPP.... and felt a slight breeze on her chest, that very impressive famous chest. (Perhaps the breeze was from the collective crowds' gasping "Ahhhhhhhh, Oh My....")
      The crowd was one mass of movement....People moved out instantly to give the two beauties room to fight; now people were pushing, clamoring to get a better look.
      "Those tits...Look at those tits!"
      Katie snickered as Tanya tried to pull the two sides of the torn top together. Guys who had seen Tanya before smiled silently, secretly surprised at her modesty.
      As Katie moved in to finish the blonde bitch off, Tanya shot her leg out delivering a well placed kick to Katie's lower belly.
     "Oooofff, Uhhhh," the older woman moaned as she staggered back. Her face flushed with pain, then morphed into anger. She charged.
      Whooosssh.
      Another kick...this time a miss. Incoming Katie grabbed the lovely leg, jerked it from side to side, then upwards hard and fast. Tanya screamed and went down. Katie, holding that lovely leg, raked her nails painfully, slowly clawing the lovely calf muscle, wrenched the leg and foot painfully.
      "Yieeeeeee-Ouchieee," Tanya bawled, her beautiful eyes filling with tears.
       "You're mine you big boobed blonde bimbo, ALL mine," Katie hissed as she pounced.
       A most erotic, steamy, sensual perky Newwoman vs blonde bimbo roll around catfight tussle ensued; Hairpulling, slapping, scratching....Katie was soon in control as she wrapped her long strong sexy legs around Tanya's waist and began to squeeze.
       One heckuva sight; Tanya's useless top torn in two was still on her shoulders,,,,, lovely blonde hair mussed, and tangled, chest heaving, those sexy legs squirming helplessly, her arms flailing, beautiful face sporting a rather helpless look as she began gasping for air. She couldn't believe she was losing to such a perky older bitch.....
       Katie's makeup smeared, her hair mussed up, her skirt riding high, the torn pantyhose, one high heel shoe strap had broken and the heel was slowly coming off. And her blouse seemed to be a bit looser up front.....
       "Go for her tits, get those big tits Katie dear!"
       "Aieeeeeeee."

[kevan]

       "Arggggh, Let gooooo you crazy bitch," Tanya screeched in high-pitched agony as the older woman latched onto her huge left breast; Katy dug her sharp nails in deep as her other arm snaked around Tanya's throat and tightened changing Tanya's screams into rather helpless groans and moans.
        "C'mon Katie, get her good!"
         Several women were cheering for Katie. Most the men seemed to be cheering for Tanya or were just plane speechless. Both beauties were absolutely steaming hot. Two pairs of fantastic perfectly muscled sexy legs put on their own show; Katies legs wrapped around the busty blonde; Tanya's legs kicked wildly...her sexy bare feet sported perfectly painted, manicured toes.
        "Strip her Katie, strip her!"
         Tanya, yes Tanya, that Tanya suddenly felt frightened and embarrassed. She struggled, strained, landed a lucky backwards thrust of an elbow to Katies' smirking face.
          Bonk.
         Tanya sunk her sharp nails into Katie's powerful leg and thigh muscles. Katie yelped. Tanya broke free, made it to her feet, took a few steps looking like a drunken sailor, then bolted out the door, all the while trying to hold her torn top together. She was whimpering, crying like a frightened schoolgirl.
         "Get outta my way!"
          Two screams...some yelling and a rather unexpected sound.
         "Hey Katie dear...just let her go." A rather snippy but oh-so-sexy voice shouted out.
         Katie slowly halted her lunge; she turned around almost stumbling over her one slipping, sliding heel. She looked disappointed-like a tigress just missing bringing down a lovely antelope.
         "C'mon back Miss Katie, let's see how good you really are!"
         Paris Kennedy was all sexy confidence as she pointed her finger at the older woman, bent it back and said,"Come over and let's see if you can beat me....younger, stronger, better."
         "And sexier!" someone shouted.
         Katie's face suddenly flushed with anger.
         "Why of course I can beat you.....easily...." Katie snarled as the crowd cheered as she walked back, slipped into the chair...and raised her arm up, motioned Paris to join her.
         Paris stared at the older woman; she looked so hot; "Miss Perfect" was a bit mussed up...perfectly coiffured hair mussed up, smeared makeup.....Paris stared into her eyes, then looked down southward;
A sexy lace bra was partially revealed through the torn blouse. She noted the older womans fully erect stiff nipples pushing against the bracups and torn blouse.
         "She's hot, so hot, I'm gonna take her down; take her down ALLLLL the way!"

[psubill]

It might be nice to have two other news babes come to Katie's aid, if she needed it. Brooke Baldwin,CNN, and Andrea Tantaros,Fox News, both heard about Katie kicking ass. Maybe not, because Brooke and Andrea can't stand each other. Hummmm!

[kevan]

   "Get her Katie!"
   "Take the little bitch down!"
    Most seemed to be cheering for Katie...(At least the women?!
    The men who knew something about Paris Kennedy were silently cheering for her...(At least some of their important 'parts' were).
    "Little Miss, I'm taking you down hard," Katie snarled, pouring on her perky energy and strength full bore and fast; she relished Paris' astonished gasp as the younger porn star felt the true and unexpected strength of the older woman. She shifted her weight, put all her sexy strength into the battle.
    ------
    "Uhhhh, Ohhhh," Tanya slowed her pace down as she blasted out of the room. She was trying to keep her torn top together and tell herself how stupid it was to be intimidated by that bitch newsbabe Katie.
    "Stupid old broad, I should have kicked her ass good, then stripped her," the beautiful busy blonde mused, picturing in her mind the erotic catfight scene of ripping Katie's blouse to shreds, tearing off her bra and choking her with it. Tanya suddenly felt horney as heck.
     So entranced with the fantasy she failed to see the hot blonde heading straight for her.
     "Oh my, Wow, how lucky for ME!"
     "And How UNLUCKY for her!"
     A sexy playful, hungry tongue carressed perfectly pouty lips.
     One hot blonde eyed the other unawared busty blonde, ready to attack, fight, strip and devour her prey....(Think erotic jungle catfight scene?_
    "I am soooo hungry for some candy, some sweeeeeeet," the slender blonde whispered to herself. She noticed the other blonde's erect nipples poking through the torn top.....
     "Heyyyyy, what the hell?"
      Charlize Theron had lunged, surprising Tanya and almost scared her to death.
      Instant pain in her scalp was her reward (or punishment) for not being aware courtesy her own catfight fantasy.
      Now: Reality hit.
      Long sexy talons clawed at Tanya's hair; a blazing fast flash of leg as a well placed knee slammed into the busty catfight legends groin.
     "Uhhhhhhhh, No, stop," Tanya found herself screeching as Charlize worked her over with full catfight fury.
      Slaps, punches, a series of most painful holds, knees and punches to the legs, groin, ribs put Tanya in a hurricane of trouble.
      "Noooo----Don't....Pleaseeeee."
      The flustered and surprised Tanya's pleas for mercy went unheaded as Charlize shouted in victorious delight as she tore the torn top from Tanya's big beautiful chest, then began focusing her attention on those big beautiful bouncing boobs.....
      -----
      "Uhhhhhhh...Unggggg....Umpppfffh." Gasp, wheeze, gasp.
       One lovely "arm wrestler" was in trouble---
      "Uhhhhh-YeoOUCHIEEEEE!"

[kevan]

   Paris squealed in agony as the older woman wrenched her arm with a burst of energy. Katie smirked and whispered under her breath,"Gotcha ya little bitch!"
   "No pain, no gain?" More than a slogan-Paris' lovely face sporting pain morphed instantly into furious rage; only a few onlookers saw her signal to her friends.
    "Oucccchh...Ouchieee, My arm, you hurt my arm," Paris shouted her voice full of insincere anquish. She shouted a blood curdling battle cry as she half stood up,
reached out and grabbed a double handful of Katie's hair.
     "Aieeeee," the startled older beautiful newsbabe screamed as the young sexy porn star made her move.
     "Gonna teach you, Miss Katie dearie," Paris snipped as she slipped out of her seat, jerked Katie by her hair clean out of her chair.
      "CATFIGHT!" somebody yelled, utterly thrilled to see more action....
      Whammm.
      Katie's fist shot out as she treated Paris to a well placed punch to the jaw.
      "Uhhhhh," Paris grunted as she released her hair hold and staggered back a few steps.
       Rippppppppp.
       The delicious catfight sound effect of lovely feminine attire being ripped off a luscious body filled the air.
       Cali Logan had moved in behind Katie, grabbed the neckline of her parially opened blouse and tore it clean off in one naughty move.
      "Nice bra bitch," Paris shouted as she darted in, slapped Katie hard across the face. She grabbed both thin sexy shoulder straps on Katies' sexy lace bra and yanked her forward. One strap broke as the younger woman smashed her knee up into Katies' crotch.
       "Get her bra off," Emily shouted. She was sooo excited as she watched Cali reach out and unsnap Katie's bra. Paris ripped it clean off exposing the older womans' beautiful full perky breasts.
       "Aiiiiiiiie, NO, stop it, Help!"
       "Such nice tits, pretty perky for an old broad," Paris smirked, sneered, snickered as she moved in close and cupped, felt and squeezed Kathies beautiful breasts as Cali held her somewhat still.
        Kathie's loud protests, threats and cussing kind of irritated Emily as she moved in and with a horney laugh, clamped her hand over Katies' lovely mouth.
       "Uhhhhh, Ummphhhh." As the now topless older woman squirmed, she felt hands tugging at her skirt....
       "Uhhh-Ohhhh, This is not good, this is not good at all!"

[kevan]

   "Eeeeeeekkk. Stop it, Pleaseeeeee. Eeeeeeeekk."
    Ear piercing screams as desperate as a frightened school girl, yet sounding like a sexy mature woman filled the air, drawing attention to the commotion (i.e. catfight) in the hall.
    A few brave and extremely fortunate bystanders in the crowded "arm wrestling arena" room ventured out the doorway. Immediate reward.
    "Look at 'em go!" One drunken old dude shouted to his excited wife. Little did anyone know that she had many fond memories of catfights way back when. She outshuffled her guy towards the action.
    Two drop dead gorgeous blondes; the busty one now topless and trying to fend off punches and slaps to her huge breasts; Tanya was barefoot and wearing only cheek revealing shorts.
    Whack. Smack. Whack. Whack.
     A hard open handed smack to the left breast. A punch to the chin. Then open handed slaps to each breast seemed to add a bit of volume to the pitch of Tanya's pained, frustrated screams.
     The catfight pornstar's rival was pure gorgeousness. Charlize was wearing a very sexy evening gown sporting a long slit in either side revealing her fantastic perfect sexy legs. Heels of course.
     Whaackkk.
     Charlize gasped as Tanya's sudden'n'surprising roundhouse caught the left side of her face. She staggered.
     "How's this, huh?" Charlize felt a slight blush burst across her face as she heard the RIPPPPPPPP of her own gown. Her small, firm exquisite breasts were now feeling the same "freedom" as her bustier
blonde rival was.
     Whooosssh. Thunnnkkkmmmm.
     Tanya swung again; Charlize caught her fist mid-air, sunk a punch to the blonde's belly, slipped behind her and smacked her in the back of the head.
     "Uhhhhhhh," Tanya groaned as she gasped, bent over and stumbled a bit.
     An instant double fist; Charlize moved in fast, raised her double fist and smacked Tanya hard in the back.
     "Now for some fun with those big knockers, Blondie!" Charlize hissed as she grabbed a handful of the blondes' long silky hair, jerked her head up and pack painfully fast forcing Tanya's upper body backwards.
     "Huhhh-Uhhhh, NuhhhhNooooo," Tanya groaned as she felt long sexy arms slip under her arms around her waist; long strong sexy fingers spread wide and "Oh my"
      "Nice....firmmm..biggg...sensitive too, huh Blondie?" Charlize cooed as she sunk her fingers deep into Tanya Danielle's huge beautiful breasts; her sharp nails dug deep into the huge brown tender aerolae. Her breath, hot and sweet flowed against the back of Tanya's neck.
      "Please, my boobs, Stop, you're killing my boobs-Aieeeee!"