Hey all,
For all it's worth, this is my favorite Coleman story. Just exquisitely written. You really are "in the room" for this brawl.
Regards,
Cat
Silk, Satin, Lace and Claws
Short Story by J. Coleman
Amber and Rochelle had been friends for a long time. Each had extremely long silky hair that hung to almost the waist, Amber's blonde and Rochelle's a medium chocolate brown. The two friends had much in common including a love for fine lingerie which they both wore as often as possible. Whenever either would buy a new item of lingerie, she'd be quick to show it off and flaunt it to her friend in a kind of friendly rivalry.
Even though neither ever showed it or spoke of it, their was a much deeper rivalry in play with each always wanting to be the better looking of the two, the sexier of the two, and the better dressed of the two of them. This unspoken rivalry had been growing for years and was about to explode.
On one warm summer night, Amber and Rochelle met at Todd's house to have drinks and then go to a concert later. Amber had just purchased a new pair of opera gloves that were sexy black see through gloves that came up over her elbows and she was eager to show them off in front of Rochelle, who she was sure would be totally green with envy over her new purchase.
When Amber arrived at Todd's Rochelle was already there and had a drink in her hand. As she held the drink up, Amber saw that Rochelle had the identical pair of gloves, only hers were in red, not black. She showed her black gloves and both women laughed, each wanting to outdo the other and finding it amusing that they'd each bought the same thing on the same day.
Todd made Amber a drink and refreshed his and Amber's at the same time. As the three sat around drinking and chatting, Todd visually took in the beauty and sexuality of both women as they sat on the sofa.
Amber was dressed all in black with a very tight fitting sexy black evening gown that was barely held up by two thin spaghetti straps. The low cut dress showed her heavy breasts and ample cleavage and whenever she laughed, her breasts bounced sensuously. Her long flowing blonde hair contrasted against the black dress which showed every nuance of her ripe, luscious body. Amber's very shapely legs were tightly encased in shiny beige colored silk stockings that made a very sexy hissing sound whenever she crossed or uncrossed her legs causing the sheer silk stockings to rub against each other. Her shoes were black pumps with thin straps around the ankles and tall stiletto heels.
Rochelle's ensemble was equally sexy and provocative with a dark red evening gown as low cut as Amber's but without the straps. Her ample breasts easily held the dress in place as in cascaded around her thin waist, tight buttocks, and lean thighs. She too wore similar flesh colored silk stockings, maybe a shade darker than Amber's, but similar in all other ways. Her shoes were open toe but also had the ankle straps and stiletto heels.
Both girls' makeup was done to perfection, beautifully accenting their already pretty faces and eyes and adding a seductive bright sheen to their painted lips. They both wore ear rings, necklaces and of course the long sheer opera gloves.
As Amber crossed her legs the other way and leaned over to place her glass on the table beside the sofa, the hem of her black dress raised just enough for Todd to see the dark welt at the top of her stocking and the black garter strap attached to it. Commenting on the choice of silk stockings instead of pantyhose, Amber smiled and pulled her dress up even a little higher, modeling the stockings for Todd as she stood up and turned around like a professional model.
Not willing to be outdone by her rival, Rochelle stood and hiked up her dress as well to show the tops of her stockings and the red lace garter belt they were attached too. Rochelle, however, pulled her dress up high enough to even expose her sheer red silk bikini panties that were see through, tight, small, and incredibly sexy, clearing showing her bush through the opaque red silk.
Amber then hiked hers higher to show a similar pair of black silk panties; also tight fitting and low cut and see through as Todd looked on disbelief at the free peep show he was being treated to by the two sexy females.
As they posed and turned and posed again, their nylon clad legs rubbed together and the combination of the sight and sound gave Todd the start of an erection as he looked on in disbelief. He'd known the two women for a long time and having slept with them both, knew them both quite well and they were not the kind of women to show off like two common sluts. They were well heeled classy females who ordinarily would never resort to this kind of catty behavior which really interested Todd who for the first time saw an open rivalry between them.
Rochelle then made a comment about how clumsy Amber looked trying to model while standing on stiletto heels. Amber fired back an equally catty comment which led to a very interesting verbal exchange of catty insults with sexual overtones and the underlying threat of a possible cat fight.
Todd sat silently and watched, hoping they didn't notice the bulge in his pants. The thought of the two of them rolling around on the floor in a cat fight was too much for him to bear and even though he was sure it was not going to happen, he couldn't help but fantasize about it anyway.
Then Rochelle stumbled slightly and spilled some of her drink and Amber really gave her a bad time, taunting her and teasing her until Rochelle gave her a little shove. They'd both had quite a bit to drink by that point and balancing on the spiked heels was difficult. As Rochelle pushed Amber, Amber stumbled and fell backwards onto the sofa, laughing.
Rochelle then got on the sofa beside Amber on her knees and the blonde jumped up to her knees as well. Giggling and laughing, the two women locked their hands and fingers together and began pushing and pulling each other on the sofa in a mock cat fight, each throwing catty threats of what she would do to the other in a REAL fight.
Todd watched intently as their lithe bodies jiggled and squirmed around in this very sexy mock fight. Each girl's long silky hair flew about wildly as they struggled on the sofa with their fingers interlocked inside the sheer silk opera gloves. Their big breasts bounced and jiggled within their evening gowns as they strained to push and pull one another back and forth.
Finally leaning too far to one side, Rochelle began to topple off the sofa. She threw out a leg to catch herself and keep from falling but Amber continued to push her downward and eventually wrestled the brunette to the floor, raising her arms high over her head in mock victory as if she'd won the fight.
Sitting on the floor, Rochelle brushed her hair out of her face and challenged Amber to join her on the floor for a little wrestling. When Amber refused, Rochelle began to tease her and taunt her and tell her she was too scared to wrestle her because she knew she'd lose. Unwilling to listen to the taunting any longer, Amber slowly slid off the sofa onto the floor and once again they both met on their knees and began slowly struggling.
This time there wasn't as much giggling or laughing and it became apparent to Todd that they were both quite serious now about proving who was stronger. As Amber managed to push Rochelle backwards, she snagged a stocking on something on the carpet and cursed that those were her favorite stockings and now they were ruined.
Rochelle then slowly peeled off her long sheer gloves while glaring at Amber and telling her that now she had to destroy Amber's stockings to pay her back. The blonde then also peeled off her gloves and as Todd looked on in total amazement, the two sexy females began flexing and showing their claws to each other as if they were about to get into a serious cat fight.
Rochelle wasted no time in trying to keep her promise to destroy Amber's nylons, diving at the blonde and using her claws to rip a hole in the blonde's left stocking bringing a curse from the girl's lips as she dug her hands into Rochelle's long hair.
With each girl now wildly pulling the other's hair with both hands, they began struggling around on their knees, jerking each other's heads from side to side. Hair flew about wildly as the two buxom fighters grappled around on the soft carpet, digging their high heels into the rug for leverage as the tops of their dresses rubbed back and forth against each other every time they pushed or pulled to the side.
Rochelle soon got the advantage and was able to force Amber down to the carpet and fall on top of her. Todd could now barely control his throbbing erection as the two women snaked their nylon clad legs together and began writhing and squirming around on the floor, locked in a wild hair pulling fight.
They rolled back and forth several times, hiking their dresses up around their waists and fully exposing their silk stockings, garter belts, panties, and slips. Their stockings were already wrinkling and bagging from their legs being so tightly entwined and Rochelle's big breasts were dangerously close to popping out of her strapless dark red dress.
They eventually broke the mutual leg lock and each girl quickly got back up to her knees, brushing the hair from their faces and pulling their dresses back down into place. Amber quickly noticed that Rochelle's tits were almost out of her dress so she decided to help that process along. She quickly reached out and grabbed the top of the brunette's dress, yanking it down hard and exposing the red lace bra she had on underneath.
"You bitch!" Rochelle screamed as she lunged at Amber and immediately tore one of the thin spaghetti straps that held up her dress.
"You're the bitch!" Amber fired back, tackling Rochelle onto her back now.
They once again snaked their long, sexy, nylon clad together and began rolling over and over, back and forth as Todd looked on, totally aroused by the sight of the two wild females tearing at each other like two alley cats right there on his living room floor.
Their powerful thighs flexed and strained under the shiny silk stockings, squeezing and crushing each other's legs like boa constrictors would crush their prey. Runs now snaked up and down their sheer, sexy stockings from rubbing and grinding against the carpet and one of Amber's black garter straps had snapped loose causing the stocking on her right leg to sag a bit and expose milkier white thigh.
The alcohol they'd both drank was now really intensifying the fight that neither would have gotten into had they been sober. The booze merely empowered them to lose their inhibitions and resolve the long standing hidden sexual rivalry between them that had been building for so many years.
As they wrestled and rolled around now, each began tearing at the other's dress not only to shred the expensive garments, but to get their claws into the tender flesh underneath.
They hissed and screeched like two cats in heat now as they viciously tore at each other's dresses. Seams loudly popped and ripped as the sexy dresses were shredded one piece at a time by groping, clawing hands.
After several minutes of this intense dress ripping, both dresses were now in tatters and hanging on by only a few ripped pieces of material, barely covering their bodies. They each had on slips but the delicate nylon slips did little to protect their flesh from grabbing, clawing hands and were soon ripped to shreds like the dresses were.
Both girls' hair was matted, tangled, and a total mess, sticking now to their bare flesh that was beginning to perspire slightly from the heat of the room and the exertion of the fight.
They both broke the leg lock once again and struggled to their knees, literally pulling each other up by the hair as they fought. They tried to get to their feet but couldn't because of their high heels that were tightly strapped on and held firmly in place by the ankle straps. As they tried to get up, they toppled over and fell onto the sofa and began wrestling there with Amber on her back and Rochelle on top of her.
Amber tore away the few remaining shards of Rochelle's dress and slip and seeing her opponent's tits barely contained in the very low cut bra, went for them with both hands. Amber squeezed Vicki's mounds and then twisted hard as the brunette squealed in pain and pulled back. As she pulled away, Amber held onto her red lace bra and when she finally released the garment, the elastic caused it to snap back against her body but with the cups folded down to where her breasts were now fully exposed. Several more quick grabs and tugs at the lace bra and Amber was able to completely rip it off and throw it onto the floor.
Outraged at the brutal breast attack, Rochelle grabbed a handful of Amber's long blonde hair, wound it around her clenched fist several times, and then used her other hand to tear off the blonde's bra with one vicious yank, popping her tits into full view.
Todd was absolutely stunned at what he was seeing, shaking his head in total disbelief as the two sexy females tore off each other's bras and aside from one small piece of Amber's shredded slip that still clung to her; were now fighting in panties, garter belts, nylons, and high heels. It was the most incredibly sexy thing he'd ever seen.
Still savagely pulling each other's hair on the sofa, their bare tits now began rubbing and grinding together, swelling and hardening their nipples from the contact. The fight now escalated as Amber bucked and rolled Rochelle off her and onto the floor but as the brunette fell; she dragged the kicking, screaming blonde down with her by the hair.
Both women were now beginning to sweat quite heavily and their bare flesh was getting shiny and wet as they fought harder and harder, grabbing and clawing now at each other's tits as tears streamed down their heavily made up faces.
Amber got Rochelle pinned on her back and tried to straddle her but the brunette pulled a leg free and snaked it around Amber's waist. Getting her other leg around as well, she got the blonde in a body scissors with both nylon clad legs wrapped tightly around her opponent's bare, sweaty waist.
Rochelle now squeezed her powerful thighs together as hard as she could, locking her ankles together behind Amber's back and clawing at her breasts as they swayed, bounced, and dangled beneath her only inches from Rochelle's face.
Amber pulled back up onto her knees, sliding Rochelle forward with the girl's legs still tightly locked around her waist. She clawed at the brunette's thighs, tearing holes in her silk stockings as her fingernails dug into bare flesh. Rochelle screamed out in pain from the thigh clawing and immediately released the scissors hold.
Amber dove down on top of her and they began writhing and wriggling around on the floor; pulling hair, grabbing breasts, and throwing weak feeble slaps. Neither girl was an experienced cat fighter and they were fighting on instinct alone with no skill or technique. It was simply slap, grab, kick, bite and claw at anything they could reach as they wildly struggled around on the carpet.
Todd knew he should stop the fight but just could not bring himself to do it. He knew they would never fight like this again and this was a once in a lifetime cat fight show that he didn't want to see end. The smells of their perfumes mingling with the perspiration was intoxicating and the sounds of their rubbing nylons, panting, grunting, and squealing was overwhelming. Visually seeing their sexy nylon clad legs entwine and wrestle and seeing their tight little asses jiggle beneath their sheer silk panties and watching their bare sweaty tits bounce and sway was so sexually arousing, he wanted the fight to go on all night long.
The fight continued to rage on with neither girl being able to get any kind of clear advantage over the other. Their sexy stockings were now shredded and full of holes; totally stretched, pulled and disfigured. The second garter strap on Amber's right leg had been torn off by Rochelle's clawing hands so what was left of her right stocking had now slid down to below her knee. One garter strap on each of Rochelle's legs was torn loose so both her tattered stocking were only held up by one strap each and were sagging very low from all the wrestling and leg entwining.
Both girls' sexy little silk bikini panties were riding very low on their buttocks, heavy now from the accumulating perspiration. The sheer silk panels that covered their buttocks wrinkled each time their ass muscles flexed taut and then relaxed, giving Todd a clear view of each girl's cxnt beneath the see through silk each time one girl was on top of the other.
Fatigue was now setting in on both fighters as their attacks weakened and they clinched more, clinging to one another's slippery, sweaty bodies while writhing and grinding against each other. Neither would let go of the other's hair and as they rolled back and forth, their waist length hair tangled together and totally obscured their faces from Todd's view.
Pants, moans, light squeals and yelps still squirted from their painted lips as they wrestled around, locked together head to toe and literally sliding in each other's sweat on the carpet.
With one hand each still embedded in the other's long hair, they each used their free hand to grab at one another. They grabbed and clawed at breasts, garter belts, panties, thighs, and anything they could reach but their flesh was just too slippery to grab onto as they continued to slither around together as shiny as two oil wrestlers.
Todd fought to control his throbbing erection as he continued to watch the sleazy cat fight before him, still not believing that this was Amber and Rochelle on his floor locked in a vicious cat fight in panties, garter belts, stockings, and high heels. He'd never even imagined a fight this amazing in his wildest fantasy.
Fighting back up to their knees now, they began exchanging slaps to the face, snapping their heads to the side as their heavy tits bounced, swayed, and jiggled back and forth with each new slap.
Their high heels dug into the carpet as they fought to keep their balance and not get knocked over by the weak but still stinging slaps. Rochelle then threw a surprise slap at Amber's left tits that made a very loud slapping sound as it connected, sending beads of sweat flying several feet.
Outraged at this, Amber went for Rochelle's tits with both hands and right there on their knees, they each began brutally twisting and clawing each other's bare sweaty tits like two hookers in a whore house brawl, hissing and screeching and screaming as they punished one another in this most vicious female way.
Amber then finally reached down and grabbed the front of Rochelle's sexy little red silk bikini panties. She pulled the sheer panties and the pubic hair beneath bringing a horrible scream from the brunette's lips who immediately reached down and did the same thing to Amber.
For several incredible seconds, Todd watched the two sexy girls grab and pull at each other's little bikini panties as their sweaty tits brutally rubbed and ground together, hard nipples stabbing against hard nipples. The panty pulling wedged the sheer little panties deep into the cracks of their asses and cxnts and the pain was intense as they fought on, each intent on destroying the other any way she could with what little strength they had left.
Unable to endure the harsh pain any longer, they fell together back to the carpet and once again snaked their sexy legs together and began pulling hair. Exhaustion was now overtaking them both and neither had much left to give as they puffed and panted for air and just clung to one another's sweaty bodies in a mutual two handed hair pulling hold.
Their hips and loins were slowly grinding and rubbing together as their sweaty legs struggled to stay locked together with as slippery as their thighs were now. They rocked back and forth, each weakly pulling the other by the hair and Todd knew the fight was done and that neither had enough left to beat the other one.
He got up and moved toward them and tried to separate them but as he did, they instantly began to fight harder, causing him to back off and wait. Keeping one hand entwined in the other's long hair, each girl once again started grabbing at the other's tits, doing whatever damage she could do in her weakened, depleted condition.
Within a few seconds, they again slowed down to a snail's pace and went back to the rocking, clinching, two hand hair pull and Todd now knew he had to end the fight.
Kneeling down, he wedged a knee between the two writhing women and slowly got them separated, pushing them in opposite directions. Amber fell back against the sofa in a sitting position and sucking for oxygen as her heavy chest heaved up and down with each labored breath. Rochelle leaned back against a chair doing the same thing as both women just glared at one another from several feet apart.
Both women were scratched, bruised, and lathered in sweat. Their hair was a wet, matted, tangled mess and what was left of their once sexy lingerie now was ripped, stretched, and mauled beyond recognition. Shredded pieces of dresses, slips, bras and broken jewelry littered the floor as Todd watched the two wildcats to make sure they didn't tear back into each other again. He wanted the fight to end this in the hopes they'd agree to a rematch.
"The fight's a draw!" Todd said, looking at Amber and then at Rochelle to measure their reaction. "You'll have to fight again another night to settle this," he added hopefully. He planned to try as hard as he could to arrange another fight between them but next time he'd have a camcorder hidden to record the fight.
The end?
