Hello! Here is the second part of the story Roommate War. I really appreciated everyone’s comments on Part 1 and I hope you all enjoy this as well. If you missed Part 1 you can find it here.
https://www.freecatfights.com/forums/index.php?topic=108819.0 ROOMMATE WAR- PART 2
Melissa jumped slightly as she heard a loud bang echo up from her basement. She heard the voice of her oldest son yelling, “Yeah, come on, that’s it, one more!” With each one of his exclamations being interspersed with a groan of exertion coming from her daughter. She heard yet another metallic banging of what she assumed was a barbell being replaced on its rack. She chuckled to herself and went back preparing dinner.
A few minutes later her son James and daughter Cat came walking up the stairs from the basement where their home gym was located, both red faced and looking spent from almost an hour of intense lifting. “Nice job sis, that was some serious weight you were moving down there!” James said, clapping his younger sister on the back before walking past Melissa to grab a pair of water bottles from the refrigerator. As he passed one to her, Cat responded, still slightly out of breath, “Thanks bro, you’re really helping me a lot,” before the two of them walked out of the kitchen and into the living room.
Melissa stared after them fondly. It was nice to have them both here for the holidays. James was 22 years old and was in his final year of college, attending a different university than either of his siblings in the next state over. Her second son Matthew was also a college student, though he attended a school on the other side of the country and had decided not to return home for break.
Her daughter Cat was her youngest child at only 18 and had just finished her first semester at the local state school a little over an hour away from their home town. While Melissa was very glad to see her daughter again, Cat had been acting strangely ever since she had gotten home.
When she first arrived she had seemed despondent, reluctantly answering her questions about how she was enjoying college life, and being unwilling to go into any details. After a couple of days however, she seemed to snap out of it, though she still was significantly quieter than usual. Once her brother had returned home three days after her, she had thrown herself into physical training with even more than her typical zeal. James was an avid athlete and was delighted to find that his younger sister suddenly had so much interest in training with him. This made Melissa very happy as she had never seen the two of them closer.
Cat had also taken to asking her brother, who had wrestled in high school and recently taken up jiu jitsu, to show her some moves and then help her practice them, something which again, he was quite happy to do, though something about this still struck Melissa as odd. That night James would be leaving the house to go hang out with some of his old friends from high school and Melissa was determined to question her daughter and get to the bottom of whatever was behind this change.
Once he had left for the night the two women of the house settled down to dinner. They made small talk for several minutes. Cat no longer looked upset, but she did still seem distracted.
Finally, Melissa broached the subject, “So Cat, do want to tell me what happened at school that is making you act so strangely?”
Cat looked up from her plate in surprise. “What mom? Nothing happened at school and I’m not acting weird, I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Oh please Cat, I’m your mother,” Melissa responded, “I can tell when something isn’t right.”
“Really mom, I have no idea what you’re talking about. I’m fine.” Cat said, looking down at her plate again. Melissa thought she saw her daughters face turn slightly pink.
“Cat, I love you and if something is wrong I need to know,” Melissa insisted.
“Ok mom, fine!” Cat exclaimed, “But you have to promise not to tell anyone, especially not Dad or James!”
“Of course honey, you know I wouldn’t do that,” Melissa said, getting slightly nervous now.
“Promise mom!” Cat responded forcefully.
“I promise”
“Ok,” Cat said, taking a deep breath, “You know my roommate Alex?”
“Yes of course honey, I met Alex.”
Cat couldn’t meet her mother’s eyes. “Well, we sort of got into a fight.”
“What do you mean you got into a fight?” Melissa wasn’t sure she had heard her correctly, “you mean you two had an argument?”
“No mom, I mean we got into a fight.”
Melissa stared at her daughter until she continued.
“I don’t know how it happened,” Cat said, “I think we were both a little stressed out, and she came in late one night and we argued. Before I knew it we were in each other’s faces, pushing each other around.”
Melissa sat back in her chair, taking in what her daughter was telling her. After a brief pause she reached out and touched Cat’s hand.
“I’m so sorry honey, that must have been hard,” she said sympathetically, “what happened after that?”
Cat hesitated, before taking in a deep breath and launching into the story of that night. Melissa sat there and listened, eyes growing wider and wider as Cat went on. She and her daughter had always been very close, having few secrets between them, and Cat left out no detail in her account of what happened. Melissa didn’t interrupt the story, knowing how hard it had been to get Cat to tell her, though she found this difficult when her daughter told her how the two of them had taken their tops off, and later when Cat described how Alex had latched onto her breast. However, as the story went on she felt herself getting hotter and hotter, sure that she was blushing just as much as her daughter was, sitting on the edge of her seat.
When Cat came to the end of her fight, when she was mounted on her roommate’s chest trying to choke her into giving up, she paused for a second, avoiding her mother’s eyes again as she described how Alex had grabbed her pussy and made her cum, before getting on top of her and forcing her to submit. After she got it out she went silent. The two women sat there for a moment, their ragged breathing the only sound.
“She grabbed…you,” said Melissa quietly, “and made you…”
“Yes mom,” Cat mumbled, seeming embarrassed.
Melissa stared at her daughter, not quite sure what to say. “Well what are you going to do? Do you want to change rooms?”
Cat looked up fiercely. “No, I’m not changing rooms. I had her beaten until she cheated, she’s not going to force me out of my room too!”
“So thats why you’ve been asking James to show you some moves,” Melissa said with sudden realization, “You’re going to try to fight her again!”
“I’m not going to back down from her Mom,” Cat said, “but who knows, maybe she won’t come back. That last week was really awkward.”
The two women finished with dinner and spent the rest of their night in relative silence, each lost in their own thoughts. Christmas and New Years came and went Cat began to prepare to return to campus.
Cat continued to exercise with her brother, obviously wanting to be prepared for another potential confrontation with her roommate though she did not mention this possibility to her mother again.
Melissa too dwelled on the story that her daughter had told her, finding that for whatever reason she could not stop thinking about Cat’s fight. Whenever she was alone or when she would find a quiet moment, her mind would wander off to images of her daughter and her roommate straining against each other in their shared room, limbs entangling, pushing, grabbing and squeezing at whatever they could reach, desperate to force the other to submit.
She also found that whenever these thoughts would come she would inevitably imagine herself in her daughter’s place, facing off against some anonymous woman in a vicious struggle for supremacy. Every time she would have these thoughts, her breathing would start to quicken and she could actually feel her face flush with excitement.
She didn’t know what had come over her but she couldn’t stop thinking about it. When she was standing in the line at Target she would imagine herself and the woman standing next to her pushing their carts aside and trying to tackle each other to the floor. After Christmas lunch, when she and her sister in law were alone in the kitchen washing dishes, she imagined the two of them pulling off their sweaters and trying to shove each other into the sink.
Before she knew it the holidays had come and gone. Winter Break was coming to an end and it was time for her to drive her daughter back to campus. The two women were quiet in their packed car, each thinking about what might be waiting for them when they arrived. It was hard to tell who was more nervous about the likelihood of another confrontation.
As they walked up the stairs and down the hallway in the third floor to approach the door to Room 17, each felt as though their heart was in their mouths with a mixture of trepidation and excitement. Cat used her key card to open the door and they stepped inside.
The room was empty, but otherwise much as it had been when Cat had left. Alex’s clothes were still hanging in the closet and her pictures were still mounted on the walls. Melissa gulped as she noticed the torn blue shirt laying on the floor under her daughter’s bed, where she had thrown it after pulling it off. Both women let out their bated breath and went about unpacking the suitcase that Cat had brought with her.
About 15 minutes after they had arrived, just as they were finishing unpacking, they heard the electronic whir of the key card lock and the door being opened. Both of their eyes snapped up to the door as Alex and her mother Ashley stepped over the threshold, laden with a suitcase of their own.
The four women stared at each other. An atmosphere of strained, awkward silence settled on the room. Melissa felt that she should say something, but nothing came to mind. Eventually she said, “Hello you two, nice to see you again,” fixing a smile on her face in an effort to dispel the tension.
Ashley gave a forced smile in reply, “yes its nice to see the two of you as well.”
Each daughter muttered out a variation of “Hey, how are you?” Before turning away from each other and back to their beds, Alex unzipping her suitcase and Cat continuing to fold her clothes and place them in her drawers.
Melissa looked at the other mother in the room, only to find that she was looking back at her. The two of them held eye contact for a brief moment. Melissa wondered if the other woman knew what had happened between their daughters.
Suddenly Ashley said, “Well, I need to get going. Is there anything else you need from me Alex?”
Her daughter replied, “No mom, I think I have everything I need.”
Ashley gave her daughter a hug. “Alright then, I love you. Hope you have a good semester.”
Melissa also stood up and said, “I should get going too, Cat. I love you very much.” And hugged her daughter as well.
“Love you too mom, I’ll see you again for Spring Break.”
The two mothers released their daughters and walked towards the door, stepping through together. Melissa felt Ashley’s hips bump into hers as they both tried to fit through the doorway. As the came into the hallway and the door shut behind them, Ashley turned towards her and said, “Well Melissa, it was very nice to meet you again,” and stepped forward to give her a hug. “It was nice to see you again too Ashley.” Melissa replied as they hugged. She felt Ashley squeeze her, a bit harder than normal for a hug and she replied just as forcefully. The two women stood their for a moment squeezing each other before they released the hug and began to make their way down to their cars.
Back in Room 17 the awkward silence had returned. Neither girl seemed willing to engage with the other in any way besides glaring across their shared space at each other. Cat had been half looking forward to another confrontation. In her imagination as soon as they were alone in the room together they would tear into each other again, but nothing like that seemed like it was going to happen. About an hour after their mothers left, Alex threw on her backpack and left for her first class of the day. Half an hour later Cat began her day as well.
Cat went about her daily routine, attending her classes, eating lunch and dinner in the dining hall, before going to the library to do some homework. She went to the gym after she had finished eating, it felt strange to be working out alone.
She returned to her dorm later that night, only to find it empty again. She prepared herself to take a shower and grabbed her towel, and showering bag, wondering where her roommate was.
She got to the showers, which were three separate stalls cut off from the rest of the bathroom by a brick divider wall, each with its own curtain. The one in the middle was occupied, with the curtain closed and water running. She opened the curtain to the one on the left, only to see a sign that read, “Out of Order.”
She walked over to the one on her right, noticing a bag and discarded clothes on the counter in front of it but as there was no one in it she assumed they belonged to the girl in the central stall.
She set her own soap bag on the counter, before stripping off and wrapping herself in her towel, she stepped in to the shower to turn the water on, and then back out into the bathroom to wait for the water to heat up.
As she stepped out of the shower stall she started as she saw Alex walking around the dividing wall, also dressed in only a towel and cheap flip flops, making her way back to the corner where Cat stood. The two roommates stared at each other.
“What are you doing here?” Cat asked aggressively.
“What does it look like I’m doing?” Alex snapped back, “I’m taking a shower, in the showers. What admissions officer did you have to fuck to get them to let you into a college?”
“Fuck you bitch,” Cat growled back at her roommate, “You’re going to have to wait, I got here first.”
“Bullshit you did, whose clothes do you think those are in front of the stall. I just had to pee first.” Alex said stepping towards the shower.
Cat stepped in front of her. “So what, you can’t just walk away and then come back, I’m taking a shower.”
Alex stepped in closing the distance between them. “Don’t make me kick your ass again bitch. I would hate to leave you crying like the last time you messed with me.”
Cat growled angrily, “You won because you cheated bitch. I had you beat until you grabbed my pussy like the slut you are.”
“Ha,” Alex laughed in mock derision, “Cheated? It’s a fight, don’t start one if you can’t handle it. But hey, if you ever want a rematch just say the word, I would love to kick your ass again.”
Cat stepped in even closer, them hems of their towels brushed lightly. “If you wanna fight bitch, we can fight. And this time I’ll be ready for you to cheat.” Cat stepped her right leg between Alex’s, bring their bodies together. The tension was too much, in a sudden explosion of movement both girls wrapped their arms around their opponent and they began to struggle, slamming first into the tile wall and then into the mirror above the counter. They strained against each other, pressed into the wall.
Suddenly they heard the water in the central shower stall turn off. They both froze and looked at each other, coming to a silent agreement that they couldn't fight here, where any of the girls in their hall could come in. They broke apart, looking each other up and down. Both of their towels had started to come unwrapped and fall down around their bodies. Alex had lost one flip flop, which had somehow ended up on the counter. They both adjusted their towels and Alex pulled her shoe back on. They grabbed their clothes and hurried around the wall before the third girl could get out of her stall.
“I dare you to come back to the room bitch, so I finish kicking your ass.” Cat growled softly.
“Right behind you whore.” Her roommate replied.
They left the bathroom and hurried down the hall, both very happy that it was empty so no one would see them each wearing only a towel, carrying an armful of clothes.
When they got to Room 17 they each kicked their flip flops into a corner and stood across from each other, about five feet apart. To Cat’s shock, Alex then pulled off her towel and went to hang it on the hook behind her closet door, naked as the day she was born. Cat swallowed and wordlessly did the same.
The two roommates again stood opposite each other on their thick carpet. It was the first time either had seen the other totally naked. They had both clearly been working hard over Winter Break, each even more toned than they had been before, though a feminine softness still very much remained. Each had a small patch of well trimmed pubic hair.
They breathed heavily in anticipation, shifting their weight from one foot to the other nervously. They each started to slightly crouch down into an athletic stance. Cat was secretly glad she was here, that she would be getting a chance to even the score with her roommate, but now that she was she didn’t really know how to start.
She decided to just go for it and she rushed forward with her arms outstretched. Alex quickly took a step forward to meet her and they both threw their arms around each other in the most unfriendly of hugs, breasts pancaked together as their feet dug into the carpet and they attempted to force each other backwards. Each had hoped that after a month of hard training they would be able to overpower their rival. Both were mistaken as they were still clearly as evenly matched as last time, and their entangled bodies only moved a few inches in either direction.
Each girl was straining to throw the other, either to the floor or off of themselves. Alex had her arms under Cat’s with the crooks of her elbows in the other girl’s armpits, slowly inching her opponent’s higher up her own body, up towards her head, when suddenly she felt Cat’s hands tangle themselves in her loose hanging brown hair and pull sharply down, forcing her head back so that her eyes were staring at the ceiling. She groaned as she felt her scalp begin to burn, knowing that she had to return the favor and yanking the Cat’s head backwards by her hair as well. The two girls stumbled around in small circles in the space between the two beds, breasts still compressed between them, with their upturned chins just inches apart.
Alex kicked out at Cat’s leg trying to trip her down to the ground, and all at once the legs of both girls where trying to wrap the other’s up. Cat forced her her leg between Alex’s and stepped behind her foot, simultaneously pulling her hair back and shoving her chest into hers forcing her roughly to the ground.
She sat on Alex’s midsection and, seeing the targets right in front of her, reached down with both hands and grabbed onto the other girl’s tits, digging her fingers in. Alex gasped in pain, as Cat bent over her and hissed out, “See, I can play dirty too bitch!”
Alex’s chest was on fire as she used the hand she still had buried in Cat’s blond hair to yank the other girl off of her so that they were laying side by side. Legs started kicking back and forth between them, doing very little damage as they mostly glanced off of opposing kicks. Alex however, managed to plant her top foot firmly in Cat’s stomach and use it to shove her away, releasing her grip on her hair as Cat was forced to let go of her tits.
Both girls got up to their knees as fast as possible and crashed together again, hardened nipples making head on contact and causing both of them to wince in surprise. They both wrapped one arm around the other’s head holding themselves together. Alex grabbed onto Cat’s right breast, squeezing and pulling as hard as she could, she heard the other girl whimper quietly before she felt a fist sink into her side. She yelped. Despite this being their second fight it was the first time either had thrown a punch. She pulled back slightly away from it and Cat’s other arm came off of her neck and shoved her away.
She fell back but so did Cat, propelled back by her own push so that she was almost flat on the ground. Alex quickly flung her leg over her and sat down on her lower stomach, facing her feet, and held her legs down to prevent her from sitting up. She pushed off with her hands scooting herself backwards until she was high enough on the other girl to wrap her own legs around her head and her neck and squeeze them together, catching her opponent in a reverse head scissor.
Cat found herself suddenly unable to breathe properly, she felt the other girl’s legs squeeze her as her roommate’s short, soft pubic hair tickled her chin. She bucked and kicked like crazy, trying to throw Alex off or catch her in a head scissors of her own. But her legs could not quite reach the other girl’s head, and while their entwined bodies moved around she could not come close to throwing off the vice-like grip that Alex’s legs had on her. She grabbed at Alex’s butt with both hands, clawing and squeezing as hard as she could, and while the other girl hissed in pain, she did not release her choke, on the contrary, she gave her a punch of her own, right in the stomach, sapping even more of her breath. Cat heard her growl out, “Give up yet, slut?”
In desperation Cat stretched her arm up, looking for anything to do, and just managed to reach Alex’s feet. She grabbed a few of her toes in one hand and twisted them in a direction they were definitely not supposed to go.
Alex groaned in pain through gritted teeth, having to unlock her legs if she didn’t want her toes to break. She rolled to the side, sitting up. Cat sat up as well. She was still holding her foot in her hand but Alex managed to kick it free and bring both legs under her, coil and spring forward, smashing into the other girl and forcing her back down, once again chest to chest. Cat got one of her legs between both of Alex’s, just able to hold her back from pinning her. Alex used her right hand to try to dislodge the leg but felt it come up sharply, hitting her directly in the pussy. She cried out softly and rolled off of her.
Cat lay on her back, side by side with Alex, both panting with exertion and trying to catch their breath. She was in the second fight of her life, laying on the floor naked beside her roommate. Her body ached, she had been pushed, punched, kicked, and mauled, but she had given as good as she had gotten. Her loins ached as well, desperate for release, moist from the feeling that this intense physical competition gave her. Her body wanted her to struggle, to dominate.
She pushed herself up to her knees and saw Alex do the same. They lurched forwards into each other and she saw Alex’s hand dart down toward her crotch. She moved her hand to block it as they fell together, still on the knees with their heads resting on each others shoulders. She felt Alex’s other hand try to grab her as well but she caught it in hers and felt their fingers intertwine.
Their left hand clung together, pushing and pulling back and forth trying to escape, while their free right hands each tried to grab at the other’s pussy only to repeatedly slap into each other as they were countered. Neither one of them was able to get past the other’s guarding hand. Cat decided to break the stalemate, pulling her right knee up to protect her pussy and using her free hand to latch onto Alex’s tit. Alex grunted in pain, and after a last, failed attempt to weave her hand around Cat’s knee and grab her vagina, she copied her opponent’s tactic.
They stared into each other’s eyes, one hand intwined with their enemy’s, pushing into each other, the other squeezing at the other girl’s tit as hard as they could. Both were whining in pain, tears welling in eyes that burned into each other with anger and a competitive fire.
They stayed like that for almost a minute, gasping and groaning in pain before Alex took action. She released her opponent’s tit and grabbed on to her shoulder, planting her right foot on the ground and raising slightly above her before forcing her onto her back. Cat however, reacted very quickly, also releasing her breast hold and spinning around on her back underneath her, grabbing on to the crook of Alex’s knee with her newly free hand and pulling herself under her, simultaneously throwing her legs up around her head in a scissor of her own.
Cat squeezed her legs tightly around her roommate’s head, releasing their clasped hands so that she could wrap her arms around Alex’s waist and pull her in tight, pressing her head into her belly and preventing Alex from scooting up to sit on her, as the other girl was still on top. Indeed she felt Alex shift her legs back and forth, trying to move up on her, but she couldn’t move her legs past her head and her movements were restricted. She felt Alex’s hands try to pry apart her hugging arms but the angle was just all wrong and she couldn’t generate enough force.
Cat then felt her opponent’s hands try to push themselves between her thighs but she could not create enough space against Cat’s straining leg muscles, she heard gurgling noises coming from the other girl. “Give up!” She said, voice distorted by the fact that her face was on the ground, pressed into her adversary’s stomach.
Alex then unexpectedly tried to force her face deeper and Cat felt her lips moving against her thighs, just inches from her pussy. She tightened her legs and forced her hips up, pushing her face back where it had been. “Just submit!” She growled out, voice still distorted. She heard Alex make an indistinct noise and slap her hand desperately on the floor over and over. She let her scissor hold go, unwrapping her arms as she felt Alex slide off her onto the floor beside her, breathing as though she had been suffocated. She quickly rolled on top of her, trapping her in a school girl pin.
“Do you give up!?” She grunted, voice husky with primal passion.
“Yes, I give.” Alex breathed out quietly.
Cat stood up, and Alex started to get up as well when Cat sat back down facing the other direction, forcing her pussy into her mouth and grinding it there.
Cat gasped in pleasure as she felt Alex’s tongue enter her, she grabbed at her own breast, desperate for release, reaching down with her other hand and shoving it inside Alex, massaging her G-spot. She felt her roommate twitch convulsively beneath her and within about 20 seconds both girls had reached an explosive orgasm, Cat cried out in carnal delight and rolled off of her, facing the opposite direction.
After a few minutes both girls sat up and faced each other. They were soaked in sweat and both of their faces were coated in tears of both pain and pleasure. They were covered in bruises, red marks and welts. They eyed each other warily.
Cat breathed out, “I told you I would kick your ass,” but there was no malice in it.
Alex, breathing with equal difficulty, replied, “Well we’re tied now. 1-1. It was a good fight.”
“Yeah, I guess so,” Cat said with grudging respect, “You are one tough bitch.”
“Back at ya.” Alex smiled, “What do you say we call a truce? If we’re living together we might as well be friends.”
Cat smiled back, “Truce.” She stood up and pulled the other girl to her feet. They hugged gingerly, both wincing in pain at the soreness of their muscles the stinging patches on their skin. All their anger had suddenly melted. Alex pulled back. Looking down at her own breasts. “Omg, look what you did to my boobs, you bitch!” She said in mock anger, with a smile and a friendly laugh, holding one up for Cat to examine.
Cat laughed in return, “Well you’re not exactly a saint babe.” Gesturing to her own bruised and scratched chest.
Alex smiled and said, “We should probably get cleaned up. Do you think that shower is still open?” They laughed together as they began to pull on their clothes.
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Melissa had been distracted ever since she had gotten home. During her hour drive back all she had been able to think about was what had happened when she dropped her daughter off. The way the two girls had been so tense, seeming almost ready to throw down right there. And what was up with Alex’s mom? There was definitely some tension there. Did she know that their daughter’s had fought, or had she just noticed her own daughter behaving strangely, and assumed it was Cat’s fault? Her hug had certainly been aggressive. Images popped into her head of the two of them kicking off their heels and going at it, intensely grappling on the floor right there in the hallway. She shuddered again as she remembered the thought.
She and her husband Tom ate dinner together that night. She tried to act normally but she thought he might have noticed something was on her mind. After dinner they had the most intense sex they had had in years, right there on the living room floor. Later that night they laid in bed, watching TV. She pulled out her phone and opened Facebook. She scrolled for a couple of minutes, nervously procrastinating, before she went to the search bar and typed in “Ashley Stevens.” She found her, recognizing her from her profile picture. When she opened the profile it became evident that the account was private; she couldn’t see much. She held her breath and sent the other woman a friend request before shutting her phone off and snuggling up to her husband, turning back to the TV.
To be continued…
