This was the kind of event you know two things about as soon as you hear about it; one is that you don’t want to go and the second is that you know your wife will make you go. Two people my wife used to work with were getting married on Halloween night so the invitation was for a “costume” wedding. I have never heard of such a thing and I was not thrilled but as time rolled by I had talked myself into the idea of attending, It was going to make my wife happy and who knows, if the alcohol is flowing maybe something crazy may happen. Well, I am certainly glad that I did as it turned into one of the most interesting nights of my life. Who knew something really crazy would happen and of all people, my lovely conservative wife would be right in the middle of the action.
I was not a big fan of dressing up for Halloween and a Halloween wedding? Why in the world did I say yes to that? I decided to wear a pinstripe suit with a gangster hat. This along with my toy machine gun made a cool looking gangster outfit. It was fairly comfortable and was a pretty cool costume, maybe this wouldn’t be such a bad night after all.
I knew my wife was going for the cowgirl look but I had no idea that it was going to be such a sexy cowgirl. My wife is very pretty and pretty darn sexy for a 40 something BBW. She has short curly blond hair, she always keeps her fingernails well manicured and she has sweet red polished succulent toes. She stands about 5’2 with a curvy body with large breasts. She was wearing an all denim outfit which consisted of a denim bra like top, a little denim vest that made it a little more modest, a fairly short denim skirt and.....
"Sorry, I have to put my foot down, you know I hate cowboy boots with a skirt." I said as I looked at my sexy wife up and down.
"Don't worry Sweetie; I am wearing my blue pumps. This cowgirl is more barefoot than boots." We both laughed as she knows me and my foot fetish so well and she also knew that when we were on our way to pick up her best friend Sally and she told me that Sally’s husband had gotten out of going I might get mad so she wanted to entice me with her outfit as much as possible. Sally is my wife's best friend and she is 50 something. Sally is a few inches taller than Shelley with a few less curves and she was dressed like a gypsy as she walked towards the car. She had a sexy gypsy type outfit on with a silky pink hair scarf in her curly blonde hair, a white and pink silky gypsy dress that was about knee high and slippers that hid her pink colored toes. She looked pretty hot as well and I teased them both about how suggestive these two conservative housewife types looked in their costumes.
“Just wait until we get there. These folks can be a bit flamboyant so there is no telling what you may see." Sally said in response with my wife adding.
“But don't get too excited Sweetheart, these are not a bunch of supermodels." My wife laughed along with Sally as she spoke about the crew of ex co-workers they would see at this wedding.
The wedding and the reception were both in the back yard of the happy couple. It was a nice cool evening and was very pleasant weather for the party. Shelley and Sally were right about the crowd at this extravaganza, some of the outfits were outrageous and some quite sexy. They were also right that this was not a Hollywood party but being a man who appreciates sexy in all types of women I was quite intrigued by the scene. Most of the night I people watched while sipping on my one glass of wine (I was the designated driver) while my wife and her buddy were busy getting quite buzzed on the wine and champagne that flowed freely from the open bar. The alcohol opened up their inner cattiness and the gossip started to flow freely too. The thing was, there gossip seemed centered on two women that were there, two co-workers of Sally and ex co-workers of my wife named Liz and Maedra.
The story here is basically this, when all the women worked together Liz worked in the same position as my wife but in a different department and they did not get along. Maedra and Sally also were in the same position but different departments and they did not get along either. Liz hated Shelley, Maedra hated Sally and the feelings were quite mutual. The funny thing is that whenever the four talked while mingling at the wedding the conversation was quite polite but the tension was there and the more alcohol that was consumed and the more the crowd thinned out the tenser it seemed to get. Snide remarks replaced politeness a few times and finally after the bride and groom had left with maybe 10 or so guests remaining things really started to boil over. Shelley asked me to check on Sally while she went to the bathroom and I walked up on Liz and Maedra standing with Sally having a conversation about work vacations. Liz wanted a certain week off but Sally was already off that week and she asked her to change.
“Come on Sal, you have no plans so why can’t you change.” Maedra asked.
“I do have plans (she didn’t) so I guess you will have to change yours.” Sally said as I settled in at her side.
Liz and Maedra were also in their 40’s and like Sally and Shelley they were your typical everyday women. They were not as pretty as my two escorts but everything else was similar. Liz stands about 5’4 and is a curvy BBW with smaller tits than my wife. She has short straight blondish red hair and was dressed as a genie in an outfit that may have shown more skin than it needed to. The costume had a small red top that showed off her belly with pink see thru bottoms and her bare feet had red colored toes. Maedra is about her height but a little thinner than the other women. She has bleach blonde short straight hair and was dressed like a naughty nurse. Although she is a little flat chested compared to the other women the sexiness of her costume helped her appeal as she had the white nurse’s cap, short white nurse’s dress and black fishnet thigh high nylons and white shoes that hid her sexy red toes. I could tell Liz was really unhappy with Sally but nothing else was said until Sally and I turned to go find Shelley.
“What a little fucking troll bitch.” Liz said loudly to Maedra.
I heard but kept walking but the alcohol made Sally a little feistier than normal as she turned on a dime and asked,” What did you say bitch?”
“You heard me you little senior citizen slut.” Liz sternly shot back.
“Fuck off, that is my vacation time and I am keeping it.” Sally replied in a similar tone.
“Fine you little whore bag but watch your back!” Liz said in a threatening tone.
I have to admit I was getting kind of juiced from this, I figured a catfight was not going to happen but all of this argument would make for a good fantasy some other time for me. I knew Shelley would want me to usher Sally away from this situation but the older Sally had quite a temper when drunk so she stepped back towards Liz and said, “You think I am afraid of you, you fat piece of white trash?”
“You should be you stupid little cxnt.” Liz snarled as she stepped up into Sally’s face. I couldn’t believe my ears as these seemingly average everyday women were using language that might make a sailor cringe. The crowd in the backyard heard this argument and slowly gathered around wondering what might happen next and just when I thought maybe I would see at least the beginning of a catfight I heard a voice from the crowd.
“What is going on here?’ Shelley asked as she walked up next to her friend. I figured she was going to shuffle Sally away quickly as Shelley and Sally are not what you would call fighters. In fact they are very non-confrontational people all together and my wife especially turned her nose up at people who fought, not seemingly being into it at all. I just knew it was over but whether it was the full moon on Halloween, her loyalty to her friend, her hatred of Liz or the half bottle of wine she drank; it wasn’t over at all.
“Stay out of this you cow titted whore. This is between me and the little gypsy skank.” Liz said before turning back towards Sally and put her finger about an inch from her nose exclaiming, “Watch that mouth whore before I slap it shut.”
Liz was bigger than Sally and quite a bully but Sally was drunk and pissed as she slapped Liz’s finger away,”Keep those paws to yourself bitch. Just go home to that husband of yours and…wait a minute.. That’s right he wised up and left your fat ass.” That was a very sore subject for Liz and she responded with a stinging slap across Sally’s face knocking her glasses to the ground. I was in shock as were the rest of the guests still on hand. Sally rubbed her beet red cheek as Shelley checked on her friend.
“What the fuck bitch?” Shelley screamed at Liz.
“Stay out of this cxnt. This is between Sally and me.” Liz screamed back.
“I am the one who told her to keep her vacation because you and your bitch of a crony there treat her like shit all of the time. Leave it be bitch.” Shelley yelled back as she stepped between Liz and Sally as Sally regained her senses I couldn’t believe my eyes and ears as my sexy wife stood up to Liz. I thought that might be the end of it but Liz was itching to fight and truth be told this was even better as she hates Shelley much more than she ever has Sally but would my wife fight? I doubted it but never underestimate the powers of a full moon, protectiveness, hatred and wine.
“Fine cxnt, I would rather kick your ass anyway.” Liz snarled as she shoved my pretty cowgirl with both hands causing her to stumble back into Sally.
“This isn’t Jerry Springer you low class whore, I am not going to fight you.” Shelley said in a condescending tone.
“What’s the matter, afraid your man will see a real woman kick your lard ass,” Liz laughingly said as she stepped right back into Shelley’s face. Shelley stood still, I knew she was steaming but she was not a fighter as I said. The two women stared as people watched in anticipation of this rivalry blowing sky high but Shelley was steadfast in her convictions not to fight. Liz was furious and her hatred for her ex work rival was boiling to the surface as she finally spoke, interrupting the stare down,” What a coward little bitch you both are. Dalton sweetie, want to come home with a real woman tonight?’ she said as she turned in my direction.
“Go home you fat pathetic pig!” Shelley said as she now stepped between me and Liz.
‘Fuck you bitch, you are not my boss.” Liz yelled, this time giving Shelley a sharp smack across her left cheek before again pushing my wife who now stumbled to her backside as Liz looked on. I scrambled to my wife’s side as she rubbed on her red cheek, me on her left and Sally on her right.
“Get out of here you crazy bitch!” Sally screamed!
“Come on, those little whores aren’t worth it.” Maedra said to Liz as Liz stood staring at Shelley who we helped to her feet.
Little did we know as we helped her up, Shelley’s temper had snapped, taken all that it could and as Liz turned and walked towards the house with Maedra; my beautiful cowgirl kicked off her sexy blue pumps and stepped forward yelling, “Where are you going skank?”
Liz stopped in her tracks and the crowd hushed as Liz turned towards Shelley now standing bare foot in the grass with her hands on her hips. Liz walked towards Shelley until she was right in her face. The two mature women stared angrily when my wife did something I never thought she would. SSSSMMMMAAACCCKKK!!! A right slap to Liz who responded with a hard slap of her own. The crowd was stunned as the women traded two more slaps a piece, hitting harder with each new blow. The women stared at each other with disdain as there friends supported them with cries of “Slap the shit out of her” by Maedra and “Shut that bitch’s mouth up Shell!” by Sally.
Those slaps seemed to take forever as I wondered if I should step in but I was frozen in my tracks both in awe of my wife and excited of the prospects of her in a catfight when I snapped out of it as Liz delivered the hardest slap so far whipping my wife’s pretty face to the side. I stepped forward but just as I started to tell her, “Let’s go” she interrupted me with a stern, “Stay out of this Dalton.” As I said, I was moving in slow motion as was this whole scene when all of a sudden.
“You fucking whore” Shelley screamed as she buried both of her hands in Liz’s blonde hair. Liz followed suit and the slow deliberate slap fest turned into an all out catfight. The two women stumbled about as they intertwined there fingers deep into each other’s hair yanking at the root, both writhing in pain as they tried to inflict more pain to their foe. The women strained as they were both in awkward positions, standing bent over with hair pulled in a now still position when Shelley kicked at Liz who again followed suit. The two bare foot fighters now tried to kick at each other while yanking hair violently. Finally Liz got in position where she tripped up Shelley and threw her towards the ground. Shelley would not let go of her death grip so Liz followed her to the grass along side. The two wildcats yanked more violently and were now able to kick with both feet as they were on their sides trying to leg wrestle each other into a favorable position.
The drunken crowd was going crazy as they cheered for their favorite fighter, seemingly understanding this has been building for a long time and needed to be settled. Sally and Maedra were the biggest cheerleaders as they called their friend’s rivals countless names like “skank, whore, cow, pig, bitch “ and on and on as well as yelling instructions on how to hurt their rival, all the while staring with hatred in each other’s eyes.
The two women huffed and puffed as they rolled on the grass, first Liz on top and then Shelley. They struggled on the ground, winded but still fighting as their hatred intensified with every hair pull and every kick. Shelley was able to steady herself on top of her foe and she took advantage as she undid her right hand from Liz’s hair, opened her hand allowing the strands of hair yanked out to slide through her fingertips before steadying her foe with the left hand and throwing wild slaps with her right. Liz was yelping in pain as she tried to undo her fingers from Shelley’s curly locks and cover her face so the onslaught would stop. Shelley did stop there but my wife once again shocked me as she stopped slapping and pulled her left hand free from her hair, promptly pushing Liz’s top up and pulling her saggy titties out with her claws raking at her large round nipples. I couldn’t believe how dirty this fight was becoming when all of a sudden. Thhhhhwwwaaackkkk!! Maedra had slipped out of her white shoes and gave Shelley a fishnet nylon foot to the back of the head which caused her to roll aside allowing Liz to pull down her top and pull herself up to her knees. Liz was breathing heavy as out of the corner of her eye she saw a furious Sally kick her slippers off and fly towards Maedra. Liz tried to warn Maedra but before she could Sally drove her shoulder into Maedra’ side causing them both to crash to the ground. Liz was on her knees trying to catch her breath as Shelley rubbed the back of her head and tried to shake the cob webs out from her position also kneeling in the now damp grass. They both stared at each other for a moment before their two friends grunting and name calling caught there attention. Liz and Shelley were taking a breath trying to catch a second wind just as the second brawl started.
Sally and Maedra wrestled about on the ground trying to gain the upper hand. Lots of leg was being shown as these two women wrestled for position in their short dresses. Both Sally and Maedra had two handfuls of hair as they tried to twist their way on top of each other. Maedra is a little stronger than Sally and she took advantage by rolling on top of Sally and working her way up to a sitting position on Sally’s midsection.
“Tear her tits off Maedra!’ screamed Liz.
Shelley was still trying to recover from the foot to her head but she still cheered her best friend on, “Come on Sal, you can take that fat cow.”
Maedra took her hands from Sally’s curly tangled locks and went for the tits as instructed by her friend. She tore open the flimsy gypsy dress and was able to work her hands under Sally’s white bra while Sally tried to struggle free. Sally cried out in pain as Maedra tore at the soft flesh of her now bare breasts Sally tried to grab Maedra’s wrist to get them off her now scratched up tits but Maedra was strong enough to hold on. Tears rolled down Sally’s face as she screamed, “Get off my tits you fucking whore!!” Sally’s screams only made Maedra squeeze harder.
Liz was getting her wind back but she made the mistake of not paying attention to Shelley, instead she hollered for Maedra to “Strip the bitch naked!!” Maedra undid her hands from Sally’s now torn up breasts climbed to the side of her. As soon as Maedra was off of her stomach, Sally tried to catch her breath and curled up in a ball. Maedra stood up and kicked her twice in the small of the back before turning her flat on her back and promptly tearing at her costume until it was ripped totally to her ankles. Maedra ripped the dress from her feet and threw it aside, dropped to her knees and tore the front clasp of Sally’s bra leaving my wife’s best friend only in her white panties lying on the grass. People were taken aback by this turn in developments but nobody wanted to stop the fight, except maybe Sally who was in tears on the ground.
Just as Liz’s decision not to finish off Shelley when she had the chance would prove to be a costly error, so too would Maedra’s humiliation of Sally instead of finishing off her foe. Liz and Maedra were seemingly in the driver’s seat as Maedra took things to an all new level as she grabbed Sally’s white silky panties and yanked them to her ankles showing off Sally’s silky smooth pussy for the entire crowd to see. Liz and Maedra slapped a cheesy high five when Liz looked over where Shelley was recovering from the cheap shot to the head delivered by Maedra. The only thing is, Shelley wasn’t there, she was now standing behind Maedra and she violently kicked her in the pussy from behind. Maedra went down to her knees and then to her side as she moaned in pain from the kick. Liz turned to her rival and Shelley delivered a devastating slap to the face almost knocking Liz off her feet. Shelley grabbed Liz’s hair from behind and threw her towards the ground and she stumbled forward, hitting with a thud face down in the grass. Shelley went to Sally’s aid as Maedra and Liz both were on the ground in pain from my sexy wife’s sneak attack.
Shelley helped a naked Sally up into a sitting position and called for me to grab something to cover her up. That is when Sally got her bearings back and realized she was stripped naked in front of her friends. I walked towards them with my suit jacket when Sally snapped, much like Shelley did earlier. She pushed Shelley’s hands away from her and stood up and as I went to wrap my jacket around her naked body she made a dash towards Maedra who had just uncoiled from the fetal position, moaning as she was lying flat on her back. Sally dropped to her knees and viciously tore at Maedra’s nurse’s outfit until she had it in tatters. She tore open Maedra’s bra, unleashing her tiny saggy tits and then in one violent swoop she tore Maedra’s too small panties off of her bushy pussy that still ached from Shelley’s well placed foot. Shelley knew her friend needed to unleash her fury so she did what needed to be done to help her, She walked towards a now kneeling Liz to make sure she didn’t interfere.
Shelley walked towards Liz and stood before her, grabbing her by her sweat soaked hair lining her up for another stinging slap but Liz was ready for her and she drove her fist right into Shelley’s pussy causing her to drop to her knees. Liz’s blow wasn’t quite as devastating as Shelley’s kick but it still sent shockwaves of pain through Shelley’s body. Liz then grabbed at Shelley’s vest, tearing all the buttons and yanked on the denim bra finally ripping the straps in two causing the bra to fall to the ground. Shelley worked her hands around Liz’s slinky genie top and tore it to shreds so now both of these BBW matures engaged in a tit fight for the ages, clawing and scratching at soft tender flesh. The women were in a great deal of pain and knew they wouldn’t last much longer so they went from tit mauling to wild slaps and punches, seemingly to try and knock each other out to end this brawl. Liz and Shelley were exhausted but neither was ever going to give up to the other so when Liz grabbed hair, Shelley did as well and the fight now came down to a slow methodical hair pulling contest. Liz was stronger than my wife but Shelley had her in conditioning so as long as she could stand the pain being dished out she knew Liz was tiring. Liz tried a last ditch effort with two wild punches at Shelley’s head but one missed and the other was a glancing blow as Shelley shook Liz’s head from side to side, pulling out large clumps from her hair when Shelley flung her to the ground. Liz was done for, she was exhausted and in tears lying on her side as Shelley slowly was able to stand up over her beaten foe. Shelley had never fought before and she never had hated another woman this much before. She outlasted her foe but she had not humiliated her just enough yet as she looked down in disgust. Shelley reached down and easily tore off what was left of Liz’s genie pants leaving her in just her panties lying on the grass. Shelley glanced up at me and gave me a devilish grin and I think I fell in love with her all over again as she yelled,” Kiss my feet you pathetic fat whore!” She then took her perfect feet which were now a greenish brown color on the soles from the grass and dirt she had valiantly fought in and smashed them into Liz’s face, squishing her nose, poking her in the eyes and essentially wiping her feet on the sweaty face of her foe. Shelley was now satisfied as she turned to see how Sally was doing when she looked shockingly at her friend humiliating her opponent beyond description.
While Shelley was finishing off Liz once and for all, Sally was doing the same to Maedra. Maedra was still shook up from Shelley’s pussy kick so she was no match for a naked Sally out for blood. Sally plopped down onto naked Maedra’s belly and slapped Maedra repeatedly, punched and smacked her tits and even clawed at her foes face, drawing blood as she tore the flesh right below Maedra’s left eye. Maedra was crying and finally screamed out “I give bitch, stop , please stop!!” Sally sat on Maedra for a few minutes and caught her breath when she suddenly stood up over her foe, both women dripping in sweat off their naked bodies. Sally then stepped to the side of Maedra but then stepped backwards with her other foot so she now stood above Maedra facing her feet. I thought maybe she just stumbled but this was a calculated move, Sally was horrified when Maedra stripped her nude in front of their friends so she was going to make her pay and make her pay dearly.
Shelley couldn’t believe what she was about to see as not only was her naked best friend obviously in control of her fight but she had designs on the most humiliating finish one woman can give the other. I looked over just in time as Sally slowly lowered her bare sweaty ass towards Maedra’s mouth. Beads of sweat dripped from Sally’s ass into Liz’s mouth as she screamed. “No bitch, No!!!!!” Sally lowered her asshole directly onto Maedra’s nose and even though she started to move her face from side to side, Sally gyrated her ass all over Maedra’ face until Maedra gave up and took the grinding from Sally’s sweaty ass right on top of her nose and mouth. Maedra was out of it and Shelley knew it was done, she walked towards her friend and helped her up as Sally was in sort of a rage filled trance until Shelley led her towards me and I placed my jacket around her shoulders. I quickly stripped off my tie and shirt, allowing my wife to cover up as well. The two friends, in tears but happy helped each other towards the front where our car was as I did what my wife asked me to do, gathered up what was left of their outfits and shoes.
I was in absolute awe from what I had seen and I wanted a picture implanted in my brain so as I gathered the tattered clothing and the discarded shoes I took one last look at each of the combatants in this battle royal. Liz was sitting up with help from a man who had lent her his coat. Her hair was a sweaty tangled mess and her face was red from Shelley’s foot facial. Her toes wiggled in the grass as she was going to attempt to stand up with the help of her friend. Meanwhile a couple attended to a woozy Maedra, still lying on her back, naked and spread eagle on the grass. Her face and hair was totally disheveled from Sally’s naked ass and as she was coming too she made faces and coughed, becoming aware of where her nose and her mouth had been for the last few minutes of this fight. Neither of these women were very attractive to me as they were total bitches but the sight of them in this state after such an incredible fight, I was having trouble hiding my hard on.
I didn’t have to hurry to catch up to my wife and her friend as they walked slowly towards our car but I am glad I did. About 20 feet or so from the car my jacket slid off of Sally’s sweaty shoulders. I couldn’t help but look as her cute little bare ass had a smear of Maedra’s bloody nose down one ass cheek. I opened the door for my cat fighting goddesses, first helping Sally in before helping my beautiful wife who I kissed softly, telling her how proud I was of her. I drove to Sally’s house, with Shelley talking to Sally’s husband so he would be prepared for his wife’s condition before she got home. Sally was lying across the back seat and Shelley was seated against the door in the front with me. I tried to keep my eyes on the road but it was difficult as my eyes went from over my left shoulder (seemingly checking for cars in the other lane but actually sneaking a peek at Sally’s tiny bare feet pressed against the window, leaving tiny little muddy footprints on the otherwise clean back seat window) to the passenger seat as my wife sat in my white pin striped shirt which was clinging to her sweaty body, her rock hard nipples protruding out as she still was breathing a bit heavy from her raucous brawl.
I couldn’t believe what I had just witnessed, four seemingly everyday women who had never fought before in their collective lives, just had a wild cat fight in front of me and many of their friends. I am not sure if it was the full moon, the protectiveness, the hatred or the wine but I was awfully glad I was there to see it. The moral of the story is; “Hey guys, if your woman asked you to go somewhere you don’t want to go, go anyway. You never know what you may miss.”
