Ladylike Behavior
Short Story by J. Coleman
Emily and Michelle had each been dating Richard for the better part of two years and both were head over heels in love with him. Each had tried to prompt him to pop the question on numerous occasions, but Richard held out, quite content to enjoy the attention of both beautiful females in lieu of tying himself to just one.
Richard was a very successful businessman and while he held many investments and was the owner of several businesses, his passion was a minor business he owned that produced wrestling and cat fight videos from a modest downtown studio that was little more than a small office, a cramped editing room, two dressing rooms, and a large open carpeted area for the actual fights they taped.
Richard spent most of his free time at the studio, enjoying just watching the fights as they were produced while making people believe he was there in the capacity of the owner tending to business.
Emily was a ballet dancer and in great physical shape. Pretty, petite, and with a well sculpted body, the small brunette had a dark catty side to her and was especially jealous of Richard's relationship with Michelle whom she called the "spoiled rich bitch". Having been raised in a middle class family, Emily saw Richard as the knight in shining armor who could give her the life style she'd always dreamed of.
Michelle, the aloof haughty blonde, had been raised with money and always got what she wanted, one way or another. The big busted blonde used her body and looks to bend people to her will and she had a sixth sense about knowing what buttons to push to get what she wanted. Michelle saw Richard as hers by default just because she wanted him and the only roadblock to that goal was Emily who she saw as nothing more than a tramp and a gold digger.
Both girls knew that Richard was into female fighting but neither really understood the level of his fetish. Michelle was the first to uncover his secret world by stumbling onto a secret stash of videos and magazines in a hidden compartment within his den closet.
Michelle kept the secret to herself, mulling it over for several days until she determined how best to use this valuable information for her own personal gain. She finally approached Richard one night and began hinting around that she'd really like to settle things between her and Emily once and for all. She began to tease and entice him with graphic descriptions of what she'd do to Emily in a cat fight if given the opportunity and Richard responded with the erection she'd anticipated. They capped the discussion with a wild session of sex and afterwards decided that a fight should be set up between the two rivals with Richard going to the winner and proposing to his new fiancé right in front of the loser immediately following the fight.
Surprisingly, Emily quickly agreed to the idea of fighting Michelle for Richard and the details were quickly worked out and a date set for the match. The rules were simple: The match would be three out of five falls with no biting or eye gouging allowed. Richard would be the referee and the fight would take place at his studio downtown.
On the day of the fight, Emily and Michelle were there early, each very ready to tear into each other. Neither had much fighting experience but what they lacked in that area, they more than made up for in desire, each jealously wanting to totally destroy a rival fucking her man. Both girls had their nails filed down so as not to inflict any serious damage on the other, a precaution that Richard had decided on that neither girl agreed with. They wanted blood.
The fight was going to be taped for Richard's personal collection and since all his tapes featured pre-fight interviews, Emily and Michelle were each interviewed on tape after preparing for the fight.
Emily's interview was very calm and ladylike with her basically telling the camera that she was going to teach the spoiled rich girl a lesson she'd never forget. Michelle's interview was much louder and bolder with her pointing an accusing forefinger at the camera as if it was Emily, saying she was going to beat the little bitch to a pulp and then face fuck her just because she felt like it.
As both girls stepped into the taping area, the lights were brought up and the cameras rolled tape. Each girl maliciously glared at the other as they peeled off their thin silken robes, stripping down to just very skimpy little bikinis.
Acting the role of referee, Richard called them to the center of the room and quickly reiterated the rules of the match and what was at stake, finally asking each girl if she was ready.
"You're going down!" Emily said with a determined gleam in her eyes.
"Not in this lifetime, slut!" Michelle fired back. "You'll be lucky to keep those flat little tits by the time I'm done with you!"
"You mean unlike your fat, flabby fun bags!" Emily hissed.
"Bitch!"
"Whore!!"
"I guess we're ready," Richard said, giving the signal to start and start they did.
The two women literally tore into each other immediately, slapping, pulling hair, ripping and tearing at each other's bikini tops, and screeching like two alley cats. Richard had to jump out of the way several times in the first few moments of the fight just to keep from being bowled over as the two girls dragged each other around the room by the hair in a fast moving swirling mass of bare flesh and flying hair.
Richard was immediately mesmerized by the spectacle as he watched the two voluptuous sex kittens grappling around the room in their tiny bikinis. Emily's darker blue bikini had a skin tight form fitting bottom with a tight seam up and crack of the ass that clearly accented the full curve of each ass cheek; cleaning separating them and showing each flex and tense of the taut muscles beneath the thin panties as she struggled.
Their tactics were those of two very inexperienced fighters but their intensity level was incredibly high, each trying to win the fight immediately. But since both girls were in very good physical condition, neither could cause enough immediate pain to make the other quit the fight or submit and as the battle raged on, each girl soon began to realize they'd have to find a way to do more to win.
While Michelle had a bit more upper body strength, Emily had the advantage with speed, balance, and agility from her years of dance and began using her powerful legs to start driving the blonde backwards and keeping her off balance.
Back peddling now, Michelle lashed out viciously with a series of hard slaps the reddened Emily's cheeks but she kept up the leg driving until she eventually backed her opponent against one of the walls, pinning her there. The brunette then drove a solid knee strike up into the blonde's crotch, doubling her over in pain. This gave the wily brunette the perfect opening and she snaked an arm around Michelle's neck in a headlock and bulldogged her to the carpet.
Michelle wildly wriggled and squirmed around, clawing at Emily's bare flesh. The brunette tightened the headlock even more now, cursing like a drunken sailor and snarling one vicious threat after another regarding what she was going to do to Michelle's body.
Richard was stunned, never having heard the usually shy and demure Emily use such language or make such graphic threats. It was as though she had degenerated into a hard core street fighter or drunken bar room brawler, and he liked it.
Michelle was screaming now with rage more than from pain as she wildly fought to escape the headlock that Emily was clinging to for dear life, using her second arm to re-enforce the hold.
Finally deciding to give up the first fall and not expend all her energy on a losing effort, Michelle hit the floor three times to signal a submission and Richard quickly moved to separate the fighters.
Emily didn't want to give up the headlock, however, she wanted to literally crush the life out of her hated rival and just win some sissy pin.
"Pussy bitch!" Emily yelled after being pulled off Michelle.
"Fuck you, slut!" Michelle fired back, brushing the hair out of her reddened face and stuffing a tit back into her skimpy bikini top as she got to her feet.
"You needed Richard to save your fat ass!" Emily continued, livid at being pulled off her rival.
"That's it you titless whore, you're dead!" Michelle threatened through clenched teeth.
"C'mon, bring it on!" Emily challenged, crooking a finger for her enemy to come toward her.
Richard once again stepped back and the two girls literally hurled their bodies at one another, crashing together and instantly falling to the carpet in a tangled heap of arms and legs and flying hair.
They dragged each other around the carpet by the hair, slapping each other's faces and grabbing at each other's tits and bikini tops as the battle now got dirtier and more vicious.
Michelle was the first to lose her top as the brunette ripped the skimpy bikini top off and tossed it, digging her fingers into her rival’s heavy C cup tits. Michelle doubled her efforts to get Emily topless as well and managed to do so rather quickly, sinking her own filed down nails into Emily's smaller but still very sensitive breasts. Even without the benefit of sharpened fingernails, each girl still meted out a full measure of pain to the other's bare, vulnerable breasts, twisting and pulling and stabbing their fingers deep into soft flesh bringing squeals and yelps of pain from both girls' lips.
Still writhing around on the carpet, the rug burned raw abrasive red patches into their skin whenever they slid or were dragged over the carpet. Discovering one of these patches on her opponent’s upper left arm, Emily capitalized by repeatedly slapping the sore area, enflaming it even more and causing Michelle to pull away slightly.
Michelle was struggling now with the pain of the battle and felt her will to fight wane slightly until she caught a fleeting glimpse of Richard nearby, watching the fighters intently. Realizing that losing the fight meant losing Richard, Michelle dug for strength and lashed out ferociously at the long haired brunette, landing a solid punch to the stomach, another to her right tit, and finally a third to her cheek that knocked her down flat on her back, dazed and groggy.
Michelle literally dove on top of her felled opponent, quickly pinning her shoulders down and looking up at Richard who was already kneeling and beginning to count to three for the official pin. By the time Emily recovered from the surprise attack, it was too late and Michelle was already getting up, raising her arms in victory.
Emily slammed an angry fist into the carpet and slowly got to her feet, still a bit shaken by the punch to the face, but ready to exact her vengeance on the celebrating blonde.
"How ya like me now, bitch?!" Michelle taunted.
"A lucky shot, that's all!" Emily wailed back as she readied herself to rejoin the fight.
Both topless fighters crouched and stalked each other, still talking trash and swapping catty insults as they cautiously watched the other's every movement, looking for any telltale sign of an impending attack while catching their breath.
Emily was the first to initiate an offensive strike, charging headlong into Michelle's mid section and tackling her in a bull rush. They thudded to the carpet and the blonde immediately snaked her sexy legs around Emily's tiny waist in a full body scissors, hooking her ankles together behind the brunette's back.
Both girls then went back to mauling each other's breasts but Emily dialed things up a bit when she sunk her pretty white teeth into Michelle's left breast, bringing a horrible scream from the blonde's lips.
"No biting!" Richard reminded, pointing an accusing finger at Emily but secretly relishing it and now wishing he hadn't imposed a no biting rule.
"You bitch!" Michelle roared, digging both hands into Emily's long silky hair and then wrapping the long tresses tightly around her clenched fists. With her opponent's hair now wound around her fists, Michelle viciously began ripping at the brunette's hair, snapping her head from side to side.
Emily went for Michelle's face, throwing several hard punches to her rival's unprotected face, splitting her lip and bloodying her nose with two successive blows. Michelle quickly released the two handed hair pull and threw a punch of her own that slammed into Emily's left eye, knocking the brunette to the side onto the carpet.
With the body scissors still in place, the two girls were now on their sides with Emily's torso laying on top of Michelle's left leg, still trapped between her thighs. The brunette dug her fingers into Michelle's tits, twisting and pulling and finger gouging with all her strength, brutally punishing the blonde for the scissors hold.
The air was slowly being forced out of Emily's lungs and she was beginning to feel light headed and weak. Out of desperation, she reached between Michelle's legs and grabbed at her rival's light blue bikini bottoms, pulling them so hard they wedged tightly into the crack of her firm ass. Then she immediately went for a handful of pubic hair that instantly broke the scissors hold and freed her.
Seeing the look of horror on Michelle's face, Emily knew she'd struck a chord with her rival and she got to her knees and began to move toward the blonde for another attack.
Michelle met her and their tits pressed together, nipples stabbing into nipples as they fell toward one another. Michelle went for Emily's hair and Emily went right for Michelle's panties, snaking her left arm down between their bodies.
The brunette this time reached deep into her enemy's crotch, grabbing the thin strip of panty that covered her pussy, stabbing into the labia and clitoris while pushing the thin piece of material up inside Michelle.
The blonde gasped and then yelped, pulling backwards. Emily fell toward her as she pulled back and quickly grabbing a handful of blonde hair as she fell, was able to drag the blonde down with her while still attacking her crotch with the other hand.
Michelle flailed and wriggled wildly, kicking and clawing at the brunette, calling her a psycho lesbian bitch. Emily pushed home the attack, however, mauling and brutalizing the blonde's cxnt and tender inner thigh areas as Michelle fought to pull Emily's hand from her crotch.
Richard looked on in amazement at what Emily was doing now, unable to believe that this demure ballerina would resort to viciously attacking another woman's cxnt. He moved closer, kneeling down to get a better view as Emily's head and face came dangerously close to Michelle's crotch.
The blonde was now on her back and Emily laying half beside her with both her legs snaked around Michelle's right leg, pinning her down. Emily's left hand was now embedded in her opponent's blonde hair and her right hand was buried between her legs. Snaking a finger under the elastic leg band of Michelle's panties, Emily groped around with her finger looking for the opening and finding it, pushed her finger deep into Michelle's cxnt. The blonde immediately began slamming her hand on the carpet to signal a submission and Richard reluctantly pulled Emily off the blonde.
Richard wanted desperately to see Emily fuck Michelle but he had no choice but to separate them after seeing the signal.
Michelle was outraged at Emily for the heinous assault and furious at herself for submitting rather than fighting her way out of it. She knew now that the rest of the match was going to be an all out cxnt fight on Emily's part, having now found the chink in her armor.
As both girls now slowly got to their feet, Michelle had to think fast to figure out how to regain the psychological ground she'd lost. She could see the smug arrogance now in Emily's face and could tell the brunette thought she had the fight in the bag. Throwing all caution to the wind, Michelle hooked her thumbs under the waist band of her panties and slid them down over her shapely buttocks and thighs, letting them drop to the floor before stepping out of them.
"Okay, slut," she said calmly. "You want a dirty fight, then c'mon, let's fight dirty!"
Having had the gauntlet cast, Emily had little choice so she too pulled her panties off and kicked them away. "It's your funeral," she said with a smile. "You don't stand a chance against me in this kind of fight!"
"We'll just see about that!" Michelle fired back, unafraid.
It was all about sexual domination now and Michelle knew that this was going to be the only way to defeat Emily. She had to beat her at her own game and the stakes were too high to let a little finger fucking stand in her way.
"No more rules either," Emily added, hoping to regain the psychological advantage.
"Agreed!" Michelle quickly responded.
"Okay then," Richard said, shaking his head. "No holds barred from here out. Emily is up 2 pins to 1."
"That's about to change," Michelle said with a scowl.
Both girls began stalking once again, slowly circling in a semi crouched stance with hands and fingers extended and on the ready. Emily faked a lunge and saw that Michelle was ready to jump back so she smiled slightly, knowing the advantage was still hers.
Michelle silently cursed herself for jumping at the fake attack and her anger level rose exponentially as she saw the brunette grin. Unable to keep her rage in check any longer, Michelle charged at the brunette. They crashed together in a violent tit to tit full body press, their mounds of pubic hair grinding together as their sexy legs strained to push their full body weights together.
Knowing Michelle was expecting another cxnt attack; Emily instead opted to surprise her with the unexpected and went for her big tits that were now bulging out on either side of their crushing body press. Michelle squealed as her breasts were pinched and twisted and out of reflex, leaned her face in close to Emily's and bit her on the cheek, leaving a nasty dental impression on the brunette's pretty face.
Next, with both hands, Michelle went for Emily's face, gouging at her eyes and trying to claw as if she still had fingernails to scratch with. Emily quickly hooked a leg around one of Michelle's and tripped the blonde, sending her sprawling backwards onto the carpeted floor.
Falling with her, Emily began entwining her legs with Michelle's and as their long sexy legs snaked together, they began rolling back and forth in classic Hollywood girl fight fashion, pulling hair, slapping, grabbing, clawing, and screaming.
Both girls' bodies were now shining with a light layer of sweat as they brutally punished each other, equally giving and receiving one dose of pain after another in every kind of attack they could muster. The battle was dead even at this point with neither girl getting any kind of advantage over the other. Emily would be on top, then Michelle... back and forth again and again.
Emily then pulled back just enough to lean down and bite into Michelle's tits while clamping her legs down even harder around her opponent's legs to hold her in place. Using one hand to pull hair and the other to maul a tit, Emily bit Michelle's right tit again and again, sinking in deep and hard with each vicious bite.
Tears streamed down Michelle's face, mixing with the blood from her nose and lip as she screamed out in total agony, viciously trying to pull the biting brunette off her chest by the hair.
Finally pulling Emily's head back just enough, Michelle threw a punch to her opponent's face, catching her solidly on the nose that instantly drew blood. Untangling her sweaty legs from Michelle's, Emily struggled to her knees as blood dripped onto the carpet from her broken nose. Michelle got up as well and now facing each other on their knees, each grabbed the other's hair with their left hands and began throwing punches with their rights.
Blood spewed and their hair flew wildly as their heads snapped to the side with each dull thud of a fist connecting to a face. Again and again they punched, oblivious to the pain or disfigurement they were each subjecting themselves to. After several minutes of this brutal fist fighting, both girls were bloodied and sweating profusely, each totally exhausted and on the verge of passing out. Neither would quit though because each knew her next punch could very well be the one that ended the fight and won Richard so they battle on until their arms burned so badly they just couldn't lift them anymore.
Releasing each other's hair, they fell apart, both collapsing to the floor and barely moving. Moans and groans and sobbing were all that could be heard at that moment. The cursing, threats, and catty insults had stopped and their badly beaten naked bodies made no sound at all as they both struggled into sitting positions.
Emily was the first to move finally, leaning toward Michelle and trying to throw another punch but it fell short and would have been too weak to inflict any damage even if it had connected. In the process, however, the exhausted brunette over extended herself and fell forward onto Michelle's lap.
The blonde grabbed Emily's hair to pull her head up but Emily sunk her teeth into the blonde's left thigh. Michelle squealed and ripped out a chunk of long brown hair leaving a reddened patch of bare skin on the brunette's head.
Seeing a bare pussy in front of her, Emily went for Michelle's cxnt now in an all out, last ditch effort to win the battle. Pushing her head down between the blonde's sweaty thighs, Emily savagely bit both thighs, one after another, clamping her pretty white teeth down hard into the soft tender flesh while ramming two long slender fingers up inside Michelle's snatch.
Michelle fell to the side and began groping around to find Emily's cxnt which she finally did and retaliated with some cxnt mauling and finger fucking of her own. Now in a semi sixty-nine position, the two wild females started fuck fighting with thrusting fingers and wildly biting mouths in a perverted display of female viciousness.
Fingers were thrust deep inside, crooked, and then ripped back out with savage results and they screamed in agony between vicious thigh bites while using their other hand to rip out chunks of pubic hair.
Finally unable to take the pain any longer, Michelle slammed her hand down on the carpet three times and Richard quickly moved in to separate the sweaty fighters.
Emily wouldn't stop, however, screaming and kicking as Richard tried to pull her slippery body off Michelle who was now sobbing and begging her to stop. Richard kept telling the lusty brunette it was over and she'd won but she didn't want to just win, she wanted to torture and abuse the blonde.
Eventually Richard managed to get Emily off and she fell to the floor, barely able to breathe. She took a few minutes to recover while Michelle curled up into a fetal position on her side and was still sobbing and wailing in pain and humiliation.
Emily now gingerly made her way back over to her victim and rolled her onto her back. Michelle knew the ultimate humiliation was coming but there was nothing she could do. She had no desire to fight any longer and just wanted to go home and nurse her wounds.
The brunette then mounted Michelle in a reverse face sit, rubbing her bleeding cxnt over the blonde's mouth and face to seal her victory. Michelle wept but endured the humiliation.
Emily looked over at Richard who pulled a ring with a massive diamond out of his pocket and slid it onto Emily's left hand ring finger. "Will you be my wife?" he asked.
"Yes," she barely managed to sputter. Then, reaching for his zipper, undid it and pulled out his cock that was still rigid. Emily deftly went to work on Richard's cock while still grinding her cxnt into Michelle's face. It took only a few seconds for Richard to shoot his load and as the brunette wiped the cum from her face, she lifted herself off the blonde and then squatted over her, pissing into her face.
The blonde screamed as she spat and thrashed her head from side to side but the stream was short lived and as Emily stood up and turned around, she bent over slightly to show the diamond to Michelle.
"You lose . . . bitch!" she hissed, and then kicked the blonde in the head, knocking her unconscious. Emily wobbled on shaky knees, raising her arms in victory.
The end
