Taffy was the life of the party! Her brand-new
taffeta outfit, a rose-colored blouse and
black skirt, had drawn compliments and
stares from all the guys at the get-together.
Her boyfriend BC had been very attentive,
to say the least, and he had
whispered to her with promises of a very lively
"after-party"!
But all that was before Trina crashed the party.
A petite blonde, with a nice figure and shapely
legs, Trina had soon stolen all of Taffy's
admirers, including even BC!
This was of course unacceptable for Taffy.
She began by making catty remarks about
Trina's looks, her outfit and her figure.
Before too long, the two women had
squared off in the center of the room,
glaring daggers at each other.
"No one invited you anyway, you bleached
blonde bimbo!" Taffy snarled at her rival.
"You need to hit the streets - yeah, you
look like a streetwalker in that sleazy
outfit anyway!" She smiled at her own insult.
Trina's eyes narrowed. "Why, you creaky
old granny! I ought to kick your ass and
strip you in front of everyone for that remark!"
Taffy stepped closer. "Now that sounds like a
plan, shorty! Except let me do the
ass-kicking!" She then landed some stinging
slaps to Trina's face, hard enough to make
the shorter girl's head ring. Then Taffy
swept up one long leg and buried the toe of
her shoe up under Trina's skirt,
deep in her crotch.
"Ah! God!" Trina wailed, clutching her
suddenly wounded pussy, her eyes
crossing and uncrossing. Her knees
knocked together and it felt as if
her legs had turned to water.
It seemed the fight was over before it
had barely begun. Trina talked tough but
she had never been in a real fight before.
"Please! No! Enough!" the stricken girl
stammered, holding out one hand in mute
supplication for mercy while the other
hand kept trying to sooth the pain between
her legs.
Taffy laughed and winked at BC, knowing how
much he loved a good catfight. "Let's get
you out of that hideous dress, you wimpy
little whore!" Taffy taunted the blubbering
Trina. She ripped and tore Trina's outfit
until the beaten girl was wearing only a
tiny pair of black panties and high heels.
"Just look at me!" Trina wailed. "You've
torn my expensive dress to rags and
everyone can see my boobs! Oh, god, I am
soooo embarrassed!" she sobbed.
"Oh my god! Look at that bald little
snatch!" Taffy taunted the
weeping loser. "My cooze is always
well-groomed but I like to leave some
pubes for someone to play with
- just ask BC! Oh, wait,
you're gonna be unconscious in a few
minutes so you won't be asking anyone
anything!"
The taller older lady faked a jab to
Trina's tear-filled right eye and when
the little blonde's hands flew up to
protect her face, Taffy again went to
her favorite target.
Trina squealed in pain when Taffy belted
her in her aching crotch. "Ohhhh, nooo!
Not again! Please! Please - don't hit me
in my pussy again! I'm begging you! Please!"
The brunette dropped to her knees in front
of the wailing Trina and began to give her
foe a steady diet of punches to her aching
crotch.
"OOoooo! Owwweee! This can't be happening!
This old lady is KILLING me!" Trina sobbed
as Taffy continued to drill hard punches
to her aching vagina.
"Oh, no, no, no!" the little slut sobbed.
"Stop it! My whole crotch is aching!"
Taffy laughed at Trina's mournful wails.
"This is like working a speed bag at the
gym. I never knew beating on another chick's
worn-out cxnt could be so much fun!"
"How can you do this to me?!" sobbed the
little blonde. "My snatch will never be
the same!"
"You deserve this for trying
to steal my guy!" Taffy hissed angrily.
"Here, take a little more on that
shaved little snatch - see if you want
to 'party' when I'm finished with you!"
"Bummpity-bummpity-bump!" went the
winner's gloves as she used poor Trina's
cxnt as a punching bag. Trina tried to
cover her throbbing vagina with her hands
but Taffy just slapped them away and
continued to drive uppercuts into Trina's
much-abused snatch.
"My pusssyyyy!" Trina squealed helplessly.
She could only stand there limply, knees
knocking and tears flowing, as her dark-
haired foe laughed and taunted her.
"You are such a total loser!" Taffy
giggled as she continued to beat a
machine-gun rhythm on Trina's bare
vagina. "Oh, god, this was sooo easy!"
"Waaahhh! Muh-my pussy is gonna be
ruined!" Trina wailed. "Please, I can't -
can't take it! No more - nooo mooorrree!"
she begged piteously.
Bumpity-bumpity-bump went Taffy's bare fists
on the wrecked girl's cxnt. She was almost
out of her mind with the pain and humiliation
the older woman had inflicted on her.
"Waaahhhh! You're pulverizing my pussy!" she
howled helplessly. Taffy laughed uproariously
at her victim's pleas.
"Have you learned your lesson?" Taffy
asked her with a wicked grin. "Or do you
want some more?
"Noooo! No more, please, ma'am, please!"
Trina shrieked. "You'll kill me if you
keep punching my poor cunny!"
"So we know who's boss here?" Taffy asked
menacingly, holding up one fist as if she
were going to punch the younger woman's
pussy yet again.
"Yes, oh,
yes! I have learned my lesson good - you
are the boss! You! I'm just a ugly little
troll loser!" Trina babbled.
"Well, that's true," Taffy agreed. "So
how about you stick out that little chin
and let's get this over with!" Trina burst
into tears again, realizing what was coming
up next. But she obediantly stuck out her
chin as a target for the brunette.
Taffy then closed her fist tightly, took
dead aim and landed a cracking right hook
to Trina's chin.
"Guurrrkk!" Trina moaned, spit flying from
her crushed lips. The little girl then flew
backwards, landing flat on her back, out
cold as a mackerel. Taffy inspected her
limp, beaten loser foe for a bit, smiling
at the bruised and unconscious Trina.
She was battered from head to toe,
especially her tender part between her
shapely legs. Taffy let her have one last
kick in the crotch and Trina's out-cold
body twitched and shuddered. She would be
one sore girl come the next day!
Then Taffy took BC into a back room to
celebrate her "Taffeta Triumph"!
