Where's the fun in that?

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Beth emerged from the bathroom stall to find Rose leaning against a hand basin, smirking at her. Her mood instantly changed from upbeat to wary. Beth was a shy girl by nature, Rose was the life of the party so Beth always felt like a wallflower in her presence. It was more than Rose's breezy confidence and self assurance: Beth felt dominated by Rose and...a little afraid of her. What's more, Beth had a shrewd suspicion that Rose was well aware of the effect she had on her.

The situation was complicated by the fact that for the past month Beth had been seeing Rose's former boyfriend Greg. Nobody had been more surprised than Beth when, after a spectacular break up with Rose at a party, Greg had asked her out. It had been a magical time for Beth as Greg had swept her off her feet and the sex had been off the charts. At 18 Beth had found sex with her two previous boyfriends to be underwhelming but with Greg it was totally different. Thoughts of her next date with Greg on Saturday night had been filling her head until she encountered Rose...

"I've decided I'm taking Greg back..." announced Rose.

"But you broke up!" stammered Beth.

"So? We've broken up many times and he always comes crawling back." said Rose "You really should have asked me whether I was finished with him before you made your play. Would have saved you this humiliation."

Beth's shoulders slumped. Rose was right. What chance did she stand against Rose? Still, her pale delicate face began to turn pink with suppressed anger: what right did Rose have to treat her this way?

"Of course, I could just snap my fingers and he'd come running back but where's the fun in that? So I've decided to give you a fighting chance." said Rose smiling enigmatically.

Beth processed what Rose had said for a few seconds but no words came.

"You and me, after school today. If you dare." said Rose with a hard expression. "Winner gets Greg. Loser gets to fuck off."

Beth swallowed hard. She'd heard about the after school catfights but, close to finishing school, had never been in one herself, though she knew of some of the girls involved. She hadn't heard about Rose being involved but it wouldn't surprise her. The catfights were all pretty secretive and only talked about in vague whispers...and hardly at all in her bookish circle.

Beth didn't think she'd have much of a chance against Rose but she felt this seething anger rising up inside her. She was damned if she'd let Rose have Greg without at least putting up a fight. Besides...there was this feeling stirring inside her...she'd never been in a fight and she wondered what it would be like to fight another woman...she liked the idea...especially with Rose...and she knew she'd be too shy to ever challenge anyone herself, this could be her only chance...but...fallout...she was an A student about to graduate with a lot to lose...

"How would it work?" Beth heard herself asking.

Rose smiled "However you like: we can do it privately, just you and me and keep it between ourselves, nobody else ever needs to know, including Greg; or we can have spectators."

"Let's keep it private." said Beth quickly, then realised she had just agreed to fight.

Rose's smile broadened "OK" she said excitedly "Then I'd suggest we agree not to mark each other's faces, so just open handed slapping, hairpulling and headlocks above the shoulder."

"OK" said Beth breathlessly, conscious of her wet pussy and rock hard nipples inside her school dress "and below the shoulder?" she asked, barely able to speak with suppressed excitement.

"Well again, whatever you like, no holds barred would mean punches and kicks and, because we're girls, biting, scratching and hairpulling with no areas of the body off limits but we can exclude anything you don't like."

Beth's mind reeled as she noted the repetition of hairpulling relating to below the shoulder and no areas being off limits. "Let's go all out." she said heavily "What do we wear, our PT gear?"

"If you like but bear in mind that whatever you wear will get totally wrecked and we'll probably both end up virtually naked. Also, fair warning, I might use your knickers to wedgie you."

Beth swallowed hard "Where do we meet?"

"Come to the student carpark after final bell and I'll drive us to the park where I know a quiet place we can get it on." said Rose.

Beth didn't trust herself to speak, just nodded and then managed a strangled "OK".

For the rest of the day Beth couldn't get her coming catfight with Rose out of her head. She shivered with excitement. She was proud of herself for agreeing to take her on. She was sick of being timid and shy and put upon by people like Rose. Her full lips pouted as she thought of Rose, her commanding 5'9.5" height, broad shoulders, wide hips and willowy legs. She weighed about half a stone more than her own 133 pounds Beth decided and her figure was probably 38B 26 38. Her beauty was slightly angular and severe - Beth swallowed hard at the thought of being entangled with her. Rose had dark brown hair and smoky brown eyes and was tanned and athletic, a tennis champion in fact. The extra inch of height she had over Beth and perhaps the fact that she was 6 months older had always added to the sense of submissiveness that Beth felt in her presence. But she would fight her, she would probably go down fighting but she would stand up for herself. No way would she chicken out of this one.

She wondered about them being practically naked by the end of the fight and what that would mean. She'd kissed another drunk girl at a party once and she liked it. There were a few lesbians at her school and they mostly kept to themselves. Most of the good girls just ignored them and put the idea out of their minds. But, in the sexual doldrums before Greg came along, Beth had seriously thought about asking a pretty redhead out. The only reason she didn't go through with it was that she couldn't muster the courage. And Rose was so dominant and sexy, what would she do with Beth if she won the fight? What did Beth want her to do?

Rose of course was similarly fixated on Beth. In fact she'd had her eye on her for some time, longing to get her into a catfight. In the event she'd been surprised it had been so easy to bait Beth into fighting her. But then Beth had always been arrogant and standoffish - that's what made the thought of breaking her, making her cry, so exquisite. She shivered as she thought about the perfection of Beth's body, her pale soft skin, blue eyes, blond hair and perfect 36C 26 36 figure on her elegant 5'8.5" frame. Rose licked her lips at the thought of pounding Beth into submission and having her at her mercy. Just as long as she shows up Rose groaned to herself.

Rose was leaning on the bonnet of her car as Beth walked up. They smiled at each other. "I thought you'd chicken out!" teased Rose.

Beth shook her head "No, I want this, I really want this, with you, Rose. No matter how it turns out."

As they drove off Rose said "The park is a bit crowded, usually is on Fridays with girls getting it on but there's nobody at my place and the garden is totally private if you're OK with that?"

Beth knew Rose was an only child. She had been to her home a few times for parties and the garden was indeed private. She relaxed. It would be more private than the park. "OK sure. Your folks not home?"

Rose laughed "No, that would be inconvenient! They've gone away for the weekend. Don't worry, we won't be disturbed."

Beth sighed "Good."

They walked through the house to the back terrace. As Beth remembered there was a large area of lush lawn next to the pool, screened from the surrounding properties by shrubs and trees.

"It's perfect." said Beth as Rose kicked off her shoes and removed her socks. Beth followed suit as Rose lifted her dress over her head, leaving her in just a sexy black bra and knickers. Beth then hoisted her dress over her head, leaving her in just her bright red bra and knickers.

They stood for a moment, quietly admiring each other's body, then Rose said "Do you mind if I take these off, they're Greg's favourite?"

"Not at all." replied Beth boldly while unhooking her bra "So are these."

Finally they stood naked in front of each other, noting each other's rock hard nipples and laboured breathing.

"We fight until one of us says "Surrender" or, if unable to give a verbal submission, taps out. Are you ready Beth?"

"Yes Rose." said Beth putting her hands up in front of her and rising to the balls of her feet.

"Right then. Begin!" said Rose.

 

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