How Alexandra got her Bitch Back
The following is a work of fiction but based off real life events. Let’s just say I embellished a little with the actions and outcomes. I have been a fan of stories here for a long time and finally got the courage to join and now I want to add my amateur hat to the writing area. Hope you all enjoy.
Part 1
When I was 18 I decided to leave my hometown and go to college in a city about 3 hours away. I was sort of nervous at first. One, because I am an only child and though I had a lot of friends growing up, I was worried about the roommate thing which was mandatory for incoming freshmen. The second thing that I was concerned with was what if my roommate was a total bitch! I was big a busty even back then. I stood 5’9” and weighed in the 160’s with a 40FF chest. I didn’t need some stick figure model who would make comments about my looks for a roommate. But when I got there, it was like I hit the jackpot. My roommate, Carissa or Cari, was a bubbly blonde from Oregon. Grow up in the woods and was just an inch shorter than I was and just as voluptuous as I was. She looked relieved when I opened the door to our dorm room with my boxes and parents in tow. Turns out she was worried about some of the same things I was. We became instant best friends. We would do everything together, it was amazing. The floor of our dorm was filled with girls from every walk of life and we meshed together well.
Fast forward to just before the winter break. The finals from the first semester grated on both me and Cari. We had tried having social lives but put that on hold for the study time leading up to the finals. I had let slip that I had a crush on a sophomore named Ryan to Cari. She was supportive and listened as I went on and on about him. The night before the last day of finals and me going back home to see my family had me packing before my nightly routine of a shower before bed. The floor was a ghost town as almost everyone had already left or was out celebrating the end of the semester. Cari was not in the room, saying she was grabbing dinner with a friend from Oregon. I was undressing to get ready for the shower and I peeked out the window at the falling snow. I saw Cari because of her bright orange parka and she was kissing a boy. I smiled because I didn’t know she was seeing anyone. When they broke the kiss, I saw his face….. RYAN! I think my eyes must have been bugging out of my head. My throat closed and I had tears in my eyes. I couldn’t understand what I saw. I just went into robot mode and grabbed my towel and dressed in a long robe, gathered my shower things and went to the floor bathroom. I turned the water on hot and stepped out of the robe and into the water. I lost track of time just leaning my head against the shower wall. Then I heard the door open and a humming. I knew it was Cari. She must have seen my shower bag and robe hanging up.
“Hey Alex,” she said in a sweet voice, “What time are you leaving tomorrow?”
I didn’t answer her, just remanded silent under the pouring water.
“HELLLLOOO?” Cari asked, “Earth to Alex?” I heard the shower come on in the stall next to me and the curtain get pulled back and them put back into place.
“Fuck you,” I said sharply.
“What the hell, Alex?” Cari said.
I had enough, I ripped the curtain open to my shower stall and walked the two steps to her stall and violently pulled the curtain open. Cari involuntarily covered up as I was standing there naked and dripping with water.
“I saw you, Cari,” I said, pointing a finger at her, “I saw you clear as day with Ryan. You knew I liked him, how could you?”
At first she shook her head, “No, Alexandra, that wasn’t Ryan. I promise.”
I had hate in my eyes, “Don’t fucking lie to me, Carissa!”
“Fine!” She said rather loudly and dropped her hands from covering her large chest. “It was Ryan! Are you happy?”
“No, you conceded bitch,” I said as my brow furrowed in frustration. “Why the hell would I be happy?”
“You didn’t act on it,” Cari said in trying to justify what she did, “You never pursued him, and well, he is hot so, if you weren’t, then why not me.”
“YOU cxnt!” I said and I don’t know what came over me but I slapped her across the left side of her cheek. It was in sort of a slow motion because I could clearly see her wet blond hair whip around and droplets of water fly off.
When she brought her face back up, her eyes bore into mine. They were wide and angry. Then she slapped me back across the left side of my face. My head whipped around and strands of my wet red hair clung to my face. Each of us stood there for a second, the only sounds you could hear was the running water of the shower and our heavy breathing. Then we both lunged at the same time. Our large wet breasts made contact first with a heavy slap! Both sets of hands went to wet hair and we began to pull our heads back and forth as we struggled in the shower stall. I heard the rip of the shower curtain as it torn from the holding clips, we took turns slamming each other against the sides of the stall. The hair pulling was getting rougher and I could feel strands being pulled from my head. Well this bitch wasn’t going to be the only one yanking out hair. I pushed Cari up against the back of the stall and pulled her head sharply down by the wet blonde locks. It dawned on me at that moment that here we were, two roommates fighting naked over a boy, cue the male fantasy. My moment of lost concentration worked for Cari, who used her shapely ass to push off the back of the stall, sending us sprawling to the tile floor of the shower room. We started to wrestle to try and gain control of each other but we were so similar in strength that it wasn’t working for either of us. Slipping and sliding on the wet floor, I was able to get my feet on her belly and I pushed off, sending her sliding into the stall and banging the back of her head in the process. She started moaning and curled up in a ball. I slowly got to my feet, amazed our struggle hadn’t caused anyone to check out what the noises were. I grabbed my towel and turned back to Cari, who was still on the floor.
“Fuck you!” I rasped out. I put my towel on and walked on shaky legs back to the room.
Once in the room, still dressed in a towel with wet hair tussled about my head, I grabbed my suitcase and continued to pack. Then the door slammed open and I whirled around to see Cari, naked, with hate in her eyes. She rushed at me and tackled me to her bed. My towel was lost and again we were fighting each other naked. This time we didn’t pull hair right away, Cari rained down slap after slap to my face, shoulders and tits. I tried to cover up but my hands kept getting knocked away. I looked up through teary eyes and saw her huge breasts dangling, swinging back and forth with each slap, so I reached up and latched on! The slapping stopped and her eyes almost bugged out of her head. She let out a shrill of a scream and grabbed my wrists to pry my hands off her tits. My hands were pulled off but I bucked with my hips and it rolled us to first our sides and then with me on top. Her hands let go of my wrists and she grabbed my face with the nails of her right hand and right boob with her left hands. It felt like a hot poker was scalding my face and I screamed and grabbed her boobs again. We rolled again and off the bed, breaking apart and I checked my cheek but there was no visible blood there. She and I got to our knees and lunged and roughly grabbed each other in a bear hug. We tried to latch hands around the upper part of our back but the two pairs of huge tits prevented that. Instead we raked nails down out backs and started slapping and scratching our ass cheek. Our tits, meanwhile, were wedged so tightly that I could feel her heartbeat and the flesh bulged out at the sides. I pushed and we went down to the ratty old carpet of the dorm room and began a wild rolling fight. Our legs locked tightly, thick thighs constricting together. Hands moved back up to our hair and we started yanking our heads back and forth. Strands of red and blonde hair began to litter the floor. We rolled form one side of the room to the other, locked so tightly it was like our bodies wanted to become one. We were sweating so much that our tits slipped and slid against the other large pair.
Cari was able to get on top and separated our tits before dropping her down onto mine! It fucking hurt! She grabbed my head by the hair and pulled up to slam my head on the carpet. My hands filled with her big breasts again and I grasped both nipples in my nails and pulled. She howled in pain and I pulled harder to stretch her tits out and then I shook them. Her hands left my head and grabbed at her wounded tits. I bucked her off and straddled her waist. I wrenched her hands from her tits and dropped my FF cups down hard onto her pair. The was a wet thud as the orbs collided. It hurt but it hurt her more. I did it again and then a third time. On the third time, I roughly ground my big boobs into hers. I spit in her face.
“I FUCKING HATE YOU!” I yelled down into her face. “IF I EVER SEE YOU EVEN LOOK IN MY DIRECTION, I AM GOING TO BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF YOU!” I let go of her wrists and sat up, still straddling her waist. She started to say something but I punched her across the jaw. She stopped moving.
I got up and could barely stand. I packed all my important stuff into suitcases and got dressed. I called a cab from the dorm phone and used the emergency credit card I had to get a room for the night. By the time I got to the hotel room, I was exhausted. The adrenalin I had during the fight was gone. I curled up and went to sleep.
Part 2
I was going to be home for a month. Thank God! I tried to cover up the faint scratches on my face and my chest but it looked like I got attacked by a big cat. My dad was the first one to point out the marks and I got a quizzical look from my mom.
“Why are cats attacking the women of this family?” He asked in a chuckle, “Your mom got some scratches from a cat in town last month. The damn things are just fading now.” My mom’s gaze met mine and then looked away. I didn’t think anything of it at the time.
Both my parents were tall. My dad was 6’0” and my mom was 5’9”. I inherited my curves and red head from her. She looked like a cross between the porn stars Darla Crane and Blake Mitchell but with bigger tits and flaming red hair with a little silver in it.
The break was going well until Christmas. My dad drove trucks and was going to be gone Christmas Eve and most of Christmas Day, so we planned to celebrate and open gifts on the 26th. I was in town doing some last minute shopping in town on Christmas Eve. For some reason, when I drove down the street of the main drag, I got no less than 3 angry stares from women. One even flipped me off. I didn’t know what was happening. I finished the shopping I needed to do and had just put a couple of packages in the back of my mom’s car when a strong hand gripped my arm and pulled me around so fact that my red hair coved my face for a second.
“I thought I told you to…. Oh god I am sorry! I thought you were someone else,” said a woman’s voice.
I cleared the hair out of my face and I was standing in front of Anna, the mom of a couple of girls I went to high school with.
I still had the look of shock on my face. “Who did you think I was?” I asked with a catty tone.
Anna stepped back to give me a once over. “Well, I thought you were your mother,” she said with chill to her voice and her face looked down right angry.
“What the hell is going on in this town??” I said exacerbated. “Between the ladies with dirty looks and now this, is there something in the water?”
“You don’t know do you?” Anna asked and then she did something that surprised me, she wrapped me up in a hug. “Sweetie, why don’t you follow me to my house and I will explain it all.”
I followed Anna to her house on the outskirts of town. She took a few packages she had in her SUV and I went inside after her. She showed me to the living room and sat me down. She then went to the wet bar and poured herself and me each a glass of amber liquid.
“Drink this, you are going to need it,” Anna said and downed her glass.
“What is this all about?” I asked.
“Your dad drives truck a lot, right?” Anna asked.
“Yeah, so,” I said back, still holding the glass.
“Your mom has been cheating on your dad for about 3 months now and with 3 different men and two women in town,” Anna said matter of factly.
I downed the glass of alcohol and coughed as it burned my throat. Anna grabbed the glass from my hand and refilled it and her own.
“Your mom, Angie, tried to lay her mitts on my husband, Peter,” Anna said pointing to a recent family portrait. I recognized her daughters but I had never met Anna before today or the rest of her family. “So last month around Thanksgiving, she and I got into a fight.”
My mind raced back to the comment about the scratch marks from a cat and my mom touching her own cheek and then her chest for a split second. “Wait you and her got into a fist fight?” I asked.
“No honey, not a fist fight,” Anna said as she sat down next to me on the couch, “It was a clothes ripping catfight! We went at it for over an hour. We were naked about half way through and scratched and bit each other most of the time.” She pulled her shirt down some and pointed to a few faint lines on the swell of her large left breast.
As if by instinct, I pulled my shirt down some and showed her the small scratches that were still visible around my right breast.
“So, you are not a stranger to catfights then?” She asked.
I don’t know what came over me but I just opened up and spilled it all to this woman who I barely knew. “This was from a naked shower and then dorm room fight with my roommate.”
Anna’s eyebrows raised a little and I swear she was getting a little closer to me on the couch.
“Angie and I did a number on our faces and tits and we also fought with every part of our bodies,” Anna went on, “Our hands, teeth, tits, legs and even our pussies.”
“WAIT WHAT!!!” I said loudly almost spilling my drink.
“Yes, hon,” she said softly, “This was a fight over a man so it got nasty. She and I fought like cats but also fucked like a couple of sex starved hookers.”
I had a warm feeling come over me as I pictured it in my head. I drained my glass and set it down. “Please tell me all about it,” I said huskily.
For the next ten minutes Anna spoke and I listened. She went into detail of her and my mother tearing off blouses and ravaging each other’s tits with their nails, slapping and biting faces, pulling out clumps of hair, shredding panties and locking up with pussies jammed together and fucking each other until my mother passed out. I don’t know if it was just the effects of the alcohol or something else but I was warm and tingly all over. My eyes were wide as I listened to every word, pictured her and my mother locked up in the nastiest of carnal combat. The way Anna described every moment had me seeing it clear as day. When she finished, I was flushed, breathing hard and absolutely aroused.
Anna leaned over to a drawer in the coffee table and pulled out an envelope. She handed it to me. “Do what you want with this. I don’t need them anymore.”
I opened it and it was photos of a beaten and naked Angie, my mother. My hands were shaking as I held the pictures.
“I wasn’t the only one to see her like this, you know,” Anna said, “Brittney, my oldest happen to walk in as we were going at it. She watched your mom and I finish.”
I looked from the pictures to Anna and then to the family portrait hanging over the fireplace. Brittney was a younger version of Anna, long blonde hair, large full breasts that stood out in whatever top she was wearing.
“I think I would have been watching too,” I said. I squirmed a little on the couch and Anna noticed.
“Did what I told you turn you on?” Anna asked softly.
“Oh god yes!” I said right away, “Does that make me a pervert?”
“Not one bit,” she said getting closer, her left hand on my right thigh. “Britt told me she was excited seeing your mom and me like that.” Then she moved her head to mine and our lips met. The kiss was soft at first and then we threw ourselves at each other on the couch. It was like making out for the first time. Hands roamed over our bodies, caressing breasts as tongues invaded each other’s mouths. Before I knew it, our shirts were on the floor and we each had our hands inside our bra cups, squeezing and wantonly kneading our breasts. And it was at that moment that Brittney walked in.
“WHAT THE FUCK???” Brittney exclaimed!
And like two teenagers who got caught making out by a parent, Anna and I quickly separated and I think I turned as red as my hair. I looked up sheepishly at Britt and she glared at me. I quickly grabbed my shirt off the floor, grabbed the pictures and rushed out. As I was leaving I could hear Anna and Britt shouting and then the crack of a slap and then another.
Part 3
I had the pictures in the passenger’s seat as I drove home. I kept glancing over at them and realized my mother’s betrayal. My fingers tightened on the steering wheel and all I could think about was slapping my mother. But in the back of my mind, I wanted her to slap me back. I wanted there to be a fight between us. I wanted it to be the right time to let her know I knew. My dad wasn’t supposed to be back home until sometime tomorrow afternoon.
I placed the pictures Anna gave me into a Christmas card I had purchased and actually wrapped it in gift wrap and put a box on it. My mom and I just exchanged meaningless chit chat for the rest of the day. I made a fire in the fireplace and my mom and I relaxed on the couch dressed in t shirts and pajama pants. I looked at the clock and it read 8:30PM. I got up and walked to the tree and picked up the card; walking back and sitting down next to my mother on the big couch.
“What is this?” Angie asked, “I thought we weren’t opening gifts until your dad gets home.”
“I saw this today,” I said pausing to find my words, “And knew I had to give it to you right away.” I handed her the card.
She smiled as she tore off the wrapping paper. She opened the card and her smile went away. Her hands were shaking. “Where did you get these?” She asked in a shaky voice.
“I met Anna Williams today,” I said with as much steel in my voice as I could muster. “Merry Christmas, you cxnt!” And I leaned over and slapped my mother across the face.
My mother held her face, tears forming in her eyes. “I….I don’t know what you have been told, but it was all….” SLAP!
I hit her again, “Don’t fucking try to lie now, mom!” I was mad and my voice was getting louder as my blood started to boil, “You have been fucking around on dad! Just admit it!!!” I screamed.
Then something changed in my mom’s expression. She glared at me. “Fine! You want me to admit I cheated on your father! I did! And I loved it! I loved getting better dick! And don’t you ever hit me again!”
I sat there breathing so fast, my heart beating rapidly. “You are nothing but a whore! You are the fucking town bicycle now! I am glad Anna Williams told me what she did to you!”
My mom’s eyes got wide when she heard the name! “Oh that BITCH?!? She got lucky! And what that cxnt doesn’t know,” she said as she pointed towards my parents’ bedroom, “Is that I fucked her daughter, Brittney, last week on my bed!”
I snapped and slapped my mother hard across the face again. “YOU BITCH!”
“I told you never to hit me again,” Angie said in a low growl.
“Or what?” I dared her.
Then she slapped me back, hard. My cheek felt like it was on fire as my head whipped around. We were mere feet apart on the couch. Our chests rising and falling rapidly. I don’t think we heard a bell sound but we lunged for each other with claws bared at the same time. Our hands sunk into our long hair. My mom’s was red with silver streaks in it. Our heads were pulled back and forth and left and right as we had moved to our knees on the couch. I tried to readjust my knees and slipped off the couch, bringing my mom crashing down on top of me. I tried to push her off but she moved her knees up to straddle my sides and was pulling out strands of my red hair. I tried bucking and twisting but she stayed put, sitting on my belly. I saw her big boobs bouncing in her t-shirt and I let go of her hair with my right hand and pinched her left breast through her shirt.
“AAAAHHH BITCH!!!” She screamed, “You want to fight like that then?!?!” She let go of my hair and jammed both of her hands into my tits and started squeezing!!!
“AAAAAHHHHFFFFUUUCCCCKKK!!!” I howled out and let go of her hair with my left hand and now we were grabbing and twisting each other’s tits through our shirts. “Jealous I have bigger tits, mommy???” I taunted up at her.
Angie growled and bore down on my breasts. I bucked again and dislodged her and we went down side by side, still mauling our boobs. We started kicking with our feet, hitting shins and legs. There were tears in both of our eyes as we squeezed and twisted. It seemed like both of us couldn’t take any more and we let go at the same time and wrapped our arms around each other and started wrestling back and forth. I pulled at her t-shirt from the back and I heard it tear and my mom cursed and grabbed mine. That started us back to our sides, leaning back and ripping the shirts off of us. We rolled away from each other and got quickly to our knees, only feet apart.
“I am going to teach you respect, little girl!” My mom said as she pulled the torn shirts off her chest.
I got my torn shirt off and look down at the redden impressions on my bare breasts and looked over to my mom and saw hers were the same. “You can try but it won’t take coming from a slut like you!” We closed the distance between us and slammed together.
There was a SLAP of our huge breasts meeting. Back then she and I were both FF cups. Our nails came into play now as we raked them down each other’s backs bringing yelps from our lips. If you would have told me when I woke up this morning, that I would be in a topless catfight with my mother in the evening, I would have told you to shut the fuck up. But here were are! We tipped over to the carpet again and rolled violently across, all the way to the tree, rolling and crushing presents underneath it. Our hands alternated from scratching to slapping, forming red lines or red hand prints in their wake. We rolled back out and my mom ended up on top again.
“You will never…be…woman…enough…to… beat ….me…” she breathed out. She slide her body forward a little, “Since you wanted to go at my better tits in the beginning… here….they….are…” Dropped her huge breasts onto my face in a smother.
My hands were franticly slapping at her sides and back but she only grabbed my head and pulled it more into her suffocating cleavage. I balled up my fist and punched her hard in the side. I heard her gasp and my face was free for a split second and I opened my mouth and sunk my teeth into her right tit! She screamed out so loud and started to slap my face to get me to let go but I wouldn’t. Then I felt her hands grasp my right tit and then….
“MMMMMMAAAIIIIHHHHH!!!” I screamed into the bite as my mom sunk her chompers down onto my breast.
We rolled side by side, hands pulling on our breasts and teeth gnawing at them. It was the absolute worst pain I had ever felt before. This was way more brutal than my fight with my roommate, Cari, and this one was with my own mother. We rolled more slowly now, teeth still attached and biting our big tits. My mom couldn’t take any more and pulled her teeth from my boob; she balled up her left fist and punched me hard in the side. I coughed and let go of my bite and we rolled apart again.
I laid on my back for what seemed like an eternity and slowly sat up. I looked down at my right breast and the teeth impressions were spotted with blood. I looked over to my mother who was getting to her knees, our half naked bodies now shined with sweat in the glow of the Christmas tree lights. We again lunged at each other as we screamed in rage. The scream masked the front door of the house opening. My mom and I fell to the carpet again, clawing at sides and backs as we rolled to and fro across the thick carpet. When I got on top, my head was suddenly yanked back sharply, and not by my mother. I was pulled onto my ass and dragged several feet away. I looked up at my attacker and it was Brittney Williams. Her face was a mask of rage as she yanked on my hair. I noticed fresh scratch marks on her left cheek and her hair was messed and her clothing torn. As she was bent down I reached up and grabbed her hair and pulled her down on top of me.
“Get her!!!” I heard my mom yell out and then a door slam and my mom cried out, “YOU!!!!” I heard grunts and curses.
I pivoted around as Britt and I pulled hair and I grabbed onto her shirt and pulled as I pushed back with my feet. I lost some more hair but I pushed her away but her shirt stayed in my hands. I turned my head and saw Anna Williams and my mom rolling back and forth. My mom was stripped Anna of her shirt and bra. Britt got up and so did I. My pajama pants were sagging down under my ass and when Britt saw the condition of my clothing, she started to strip. My new blonde rival shrugged out of her bra and let her big breasts bounce free. They were not as big as mine or my mother’s chests but they sat high and firm on her chest. She unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them and her pink panties down on one movement, kicking out of them and motioning me to do the same. I quickly stripped off my pajama pants and black panties and kicked them away. Britt and I started to circle.
“You don’t deserve a mother like that,” Britt said as she took a swipe at me with her nails.
“What, like you deserve her? To fuck her? You have always been such a slut!” I said back as I swung an open palm at her.
Each of us dodged and weaved as we tried to hit the other, then we came together in a naked clench. Our large tits smooshed together and pushed out our sides as we pulled on each other’s long hair. Our feet got tangled and we went down to the carpet.
I heard a “Fine, cxnt! Let’s do this naked like them!” Come from my mother’s lips as there was a pause between her and Anna.
Britt and I were dripping with sweat from the body to body contact and the fire still going in the fireplace. We would roll and bump into Anna and my mother as they rolled. I didn’t know who was winning in the fight between my mom and Britt’s mom, I was only concerned with fighting my blonde former classmate. Britt and I fought up to our knees, then to our feet and secured each other’s heads in a head lock and bumped our naked hips together as we stumbled around. I pushed and we went down the hall and the sounds of my mom and Anna fighting were getting further away. Britt hip checked me and I hit the door to my mother’s bedroom, it opened and we fell in. When we hit the carpet, it broke us apart. I got to my feet as Britt got to hers.
I saw her look at the bed. “I know you fucked my mom on that bed you whore!” I swore at her, bringing a smile to her face.
“That’s right!” She said, almost beaming, “We fucked for hours on the bed! I was better than any fuck your dad could have given her!”
My eyes went wide and I charged as she did. We slammed together and the momentum took us to that bed and it started a furious, brutal cat battle on top of it. We clawed, bit, pinched, pulled, squeezed and slapped skin as we rolled back and forth; the comforter getting bunched up as we did.
Out in the living room, my mom and Anna finished stripping clothing and charged. Their naked bodies came together in splat and then fought, hands scratching down sides, on their feet. My mom had a few inches on Mrs. Williams but Anna fought back like a hellcat. They fell over onto the couch grabbed double handfuls of tits and squeezed. They utter guttural screams as tits were groped and clawed. They heard a loud scream from the bedrooms.
“That is your daughter, kicking the shit out of my daughter!” Anna taunted, “I found out what you and Brittney did! I am going to kill you, cxnt!”
“You can try, but we both know your daughter and husband want me!” Angie spat back. She brought her head down and it smacked into Anna’s face. The nose erupting with blood and Anna slumped down some. My mother balled up a fist and slammed it into Anna’s tit and she groaned out. Angie got up and started moving down the hall.
Britt and I were still tumbling around on the bed, first I would be on top, then she would and so on and so on. Hair was being pulled out, we clawed at our large tits. Britt got on top but I got my feet in between us and pushed off. It sent her flying first into the air and then SLAM onto her ass as kept rolling and hit the back of her head on the dresser. I started to get up from the bed when I caught movement out of the corner of my eye and turned to see my mom rushing towards me, her big tits flopping around. I got up and met her but the force of the collision sent us back to the king sized bed. Our bodies were sweat soaked and plastered together. We rolled wildly at first but then it slowed because we got dirty. I felt my mom’s nails rake down my back and then dig into my right ass cheek and I screamed out. I reached in between us and grabbed her left tit and squeezed, letting the flesh ooze through my fingers. She howled out. Our legs wrapped together and we pressed in tighter. I let go of her tit and clawed down her side. She screamed out and then her mouth tried to bite my face. I opened mine and our teeth banged together as we locked onto each other’s jaws. I could feel her legs wrap around my ass as mine wrapped around hers.
Anna had gotten up from the couch and walked woozily down the hall to the sound of the screaming. She entered the room just as Britt had gotten to her feet and was about to come over to us on the bed. Anna grabbed her daughter by the arm and spun her around. Britt swung out with her right hand and it sent Anna’s head whipping to the side. Anna spit blood into Britt’s face and then two came together, grabbing hair and falling to the carpet. The blonde mother and daughter were a whirl of violent fury on the carpet. Both were as sweaty as my mom and me on the bed. They big chests crushed together as legs wrapped and tightened. Blonde hair started to litter the carpet as red hair was littering the bed.
My eyes had been closed as my mom and I fought on the bed, I didn’t know which way was up. I opened my eyes to find us sitting up with our legs locked around the other’s hips as our huge tits mashed together in a catball. We alternated pulling hair and scratching down each other’s backs, bring moans and cries of pain as we did. Our slippery breasts slid back and forth with hard long nipples dragging across cutting into the other’s tits. I was still biting my mom’s jaw as she did mine, salvia dripped down onto our bodies. We were pawing and clawing as skin trying to make the other give up but neither of us would. Angie gave me a particularly hard hair pull and it send me tumbling with her off the bed to the carpeted floor with a THUD! Finally breaking us apart.
Anna had rolled on top of Brittney but my mom grabbed the back of her hair and pulled her back. Anna screamed and twisted around, lunging at my Angie as I jumped on them and a few seconds later, I felt Britt drop onto the pile. At this point there were no teams, it wasn’t Britt and my mom vs Anna and me, it was every woman for herself. I got my tit grabbed and saw Anna’s hand there so I clawed her face. Brittney got yanked to the side by the hair from my mom so she pulled on Angie’s nipple. Hair was yanked as we tumbled around the carpet in a ball of fleshy fury. It seemed we all slapped each at each other at the same time and it broke us apart.
My mom spoke first as she rubbed her nipple, “You are just as nasty as your fucking mother!” She screamed at Britt.
“Fuck you! Your fat tits are nothing compared to mine!” Britt snarled back.
Anna was holding her cheek as she glared at me, “I thought you were different, bitch!”
“You grabbed my tit, you whore!” I swore back at her.
Britt tackled my mother as I lunged at Anna. The sounds of wet bodies colliding and groans of effort filled the bedroom. Britt and my mom were vicious to each other, scratching red lines into naked skin as they big breasts slapped back and forth. They rolled wildly across the carpet in a full body to body clench. Besides their tits going to war, hips began to buck and slap together. The yelps of pain gave way to moans as they shifted hips and let their wet pussies make contact. First it was Britt on top and she pussy ground into Angie’s from on top as they slapped and pulled hair. My mom rolled her over and slapped her wet cxnt over and over into Britt’s.
Anna and I stayed on our knees for the time being and yanked hair with one hand as our free hand grabbed big boobs. This was not the nice groping she and I started in her house, we were hell bent to hurt each other. She grabbed my long nipple and pulled sharply and I screamed out. I gripped her big tit from underneath and tried to crush it like a soda can. She yelled out in pain and tipped slightly and I pushed, taking us to the carpet. It was a mad scramble as we went from one side of the bedroom to the other, trying to get the top spot and hold it for more than a few seconds. She formed a fist with her right hand and slammed it into my left breast. I saw stars from the pain and she rolled us over and moved to straddle my waist. Anna glanced over her shoulder and saw my mom and her daughter in a rough fuckfight and she screamed in rage and started to crawl to them. She pounced on them as they both came together.
My mom was pulled off of Britt in mid orgasm and locked up with Anna in rolled bear hug, their hips slapping like pistons together. Britt was rubbing her pussy as her juices spurted over her fingers. I was so disgusted and I crawled over to her.
Angie and Anna stopped rolling and rested side by side, with their pussies still grinding and then pushed upper bodies away so they could grab two handfuls of large tits and squeeze.
“I…am…gonna…rip…these…off…aaaahhhhh!” My mom screamed out!
“cxnt! AAAHHHH! Give…bitch…” Anna hoarsely cried out.
Britt saw me crawling and brought her hand, with the remnants of hers and my mom’s cum on it and slapped me across the face. I screamed in rage and came down on top of her. Our big tits made a wet, meaty slap as our mouths opened to lock down over each other’s jaws. We slowly and painfully rolled over and back, clutching each other tightly, legs rubbing, big boobs pushing out at our sides. She started humping me and I tried to hold out, like tried to not but all my inhibitions were gone and I ground my pussy back into hers. Part of me felt disgusted that I was rubbing cxnts just after my mom came on it, but I didn’t care at this point. Our jaw locks faltered as we slapped our womanhoods over and over. I reached down with my hands and filled them with her ass cheeks and I raked my nails criss cross, slashing red lines in the pale and sweaty flesh. Britt arched her back and screamed and I felt her juices gush into my pussy and that set me off and we started writhing and screaming in orgasmic pleasure. We lay there locked together as the waves of bliss washed over us and then rolled apart.
My mom and Anna had separated and rolled away from the other, laying on their backs, nursing wounded tits. I grabbed the bed, pulling the bedspread off as I tried to get to my feet on one side as my mother slowly got to her feet on the other. We eyed each other from across the big bed and slowly started to climb on. We crawled until our foreheads met and each reached out to grasp a dangling tit and squeeze, pulling each other to our knees and grasping the other in a tight clench. We were locked from thighs to tummies to tits with our cheeks pressed together.
“Let’s….finish….this….whore…” I squeaked out and she answered it with a growl.
We tightened the grips we had so much so that I could feel her heart pounding in rhythm with mine. Our nails slide down to our fleshy asses and we dug in. We weren’t moving much on our knees, just swaying slightly, trying to outlast the other. I raked my claws back up her body as she screamed and I grabbed one handful of hair and my free hand slide up to grab a breast. She matched my move and we yanked our heads back so our chins were touching as we teetered on our knees. We started to tip over and landed on the bed and I rolled on top. My mom grabbed me tightly and I grabbed back and we slowly rolled with her on top and then with me on top. Our legs locked together and bellies and tits were crushed.
On the floor, Britt stirred and rolled over as Anna sat up. They two blondes glared at each other and with a last bit of strength, they lunged. It was like both caught their second wind as they made a mad scramble on the floor. The chaotic rolling soon slowed and the pair seemed to almost pass out in the other’s arms but Anna rolled on top and shimmied her body against her daughters until Britt went limp with her mom just laying on top of her.
I finally rolled on top of my mom and pushed my hands down on the mattress and pushed up some, then SLAMMED my boobs down onto hers with a sickening SMACK. She groaned out and the breath rushed out of her lungs. I pushed up again and SMACK. That is when my mom passed out.
It felt like I was just lying there for hours. I finally rolled and put my feet on the carpet to see Anna pull Brittney up. Anna and I glared at each other.
“Anytime…. You….want …. More….,” She started to say.
“Oh, I’ll find you,” I finished the sentence.
I waited for the two of them to partially dress and stumble out to Anna’s car before I shut and locked the front door. Every limb was aching and I knew I needed to clean myself off and a hot shower was going to do the trick. I wobbled on shaky legs to my bedroom and walked into my shower. Starting it and pulling out a fresh towel to hang up for after. I got in and washed off with soap and shampoo and rinsed off, just leaning against the shower wall letting the hot water wash over me. I had closed my eyes and I really didn’t know if I fell asleep standing up but I felt a slight cold and opened my eyes to see a naked Angie standing with the shower door open! As we locked eyes, I knew it wasn’t over. She came into the shower I grabbed her hair as she grabbed mine and we pulled each other under the shower nozzle. Our huge wet tits slapped together as we pushed and slammed each other into the shower walls. My fingers combed through her wet hair as I twisted my fingers in and pulled down sharply. I heard her gasp and she pulled hard on my hair and we sank down to our knees in the shower. I turned my chest and my big girls met my mother’s SPLAT SPLAT SPLAT! She screamed and turned her and our big tits slammed and fought under the flowing water. My mom twisted her tits and pulled and we fell out of the shower and onto the bathroom floor. The tile floor was covered in water and we slide some as we rolled around pulling hair. I felt the carpet of my bedroom on the backs of my shoulders and moved my feet in-between my mom’s body and mine and pushed. She slid on her shapely ass a few feet and I turned over and scrambled into my bedroom. I turned to see her charging and I opened my arms. I don’t know why I didn’t swing or kick but I still wanted this fight. Our bodies slapped together and we careened across the bedroom until we landed on my full size bed.
We both caught a second or by this time fourth wind and we slapped and scratched at each other. Angie grabbed both of my breasts and squeezed! I cried out and slapped my hands down over her big tits. We pulled and twisted, squeezed so hard that flesh oozed through our open fingers, pulling the breasts out and shaking them. I was sobbing but so was my mom. She rolled me over to my back and slide her naked body on top of me as her hands left my tits and grabbed my wrists and tried to pin me down to the bed. Our naked boobs mashed together, I spit up into her face and she spit down into mine. I hated her and she hated me, that is what we had devolved into. Our arms wrestled and I brought thigh up in between her legs, she tensed and moaned.
“You sick fuck!!!” I yelled up at her!
“Fucking slut!” She yelled back, bring her thigh in between my legs.
I bucked up and it rolled us off the bed and onto the floor. I reached out for hair at the same time and pulled each other into sitting positions, letting our legs get around the other’s hips. I glanced at the clock in my room and it said it was 10:35PM. Jeez, we had been fighting with ourselves and Anna and her daughter for over two hours. It was on pure hatred that she and I were still going at it. We locked up in the catball even tighter than we did before. This time our fleshy labia came into rough contact, bringing moans and grunts from us both. Our bruised and battered tits mashed painfully together and we tilted from one side to the other as hands pulled hair. I twisted my chest again and it pusher her big right tit up and I bent my head down to bite it. She tried to pull my hair hard to stop me but I fastened my teeth on the large orb and chewed. I felt a hands roughly grab my right tit and push it up and my mom dipped her head down to bite at my tit. We were both screaming and the salty tears that dripped from faces brought new pain sensations to scratches and bite marks. Each time we bit down on breast meat, it caused our bodies to buck and pussies to mash tighter. I could taste blood now; it was like I was sucking on a penny. I bit down again and so did my mother and we bucked and roughly ground our kitties together. We both released the bites and tipped over to the side and then started a very slow roll in that ball of hate. I pulled hard on my mom’s hair and we rolled more with her pulling and try to roll us back. My legs were hurting so bad from the constant strain that they were shaking. I could feel hers shaking as well. The legs unlocked around hips and I felt instant relief. We rolled to our sides and just made little movements as our wet, beaten bodies were just plastered together. Then blackness over took us both.
I felt a pulling on my hair and instinctively pulled back. I moaned out and could hear my mom moan as well. I looked and saw the clock and it read 2:15am…. We had been passed out in each other’s arms for hours. I still hurt all over but the rest gave me a little fight. I brought my hand up and slapped it down on my mom’s cheek and she slackened her hold on my hair. I pushed away and willed my naked body to get up. My mother stumbled to her feet and out the door of my bedroom, I walked on woozy legs after her.
Angie stopped walking in the middle of the living room, where it all started. “We finish this here.”
I didn’t say a word and marched to her and we slapped bodies together as arms encircled our backs, latching onto matted hair. The fire had long since gone out but the Christmas tree lights were still on and it illuminated our compressed naked bodies. We twisted too far to the right and went down in a thud to the carpet. My muscles screamed at me, everything in my body was telling me to stop but I willed it to keep going. The slaps we landed to naked skin really didn’t have much power to them, it was just us trying to finish the other. My mom rolled on top of me and ground her huge tits down into mine. I thought I was going to stop breathing from the compression. I weakly slapped my right hand on her left ass cheek and gripped the skin with my nails. I heard her weakly yelp and I twisted and we rolled to our sides. She moved her leg to try and get it over my hip to push us back over but I sent my knee up in between her legs. She groaned as my knee found her cxnt. The bitch was still wet between the legs. Her hand slid down between our bodies and I hoarsely screamed as she grabbed my protruding labia and pulled. My nails on her ass slid into the crack and I raked her rosebud. Now it was her turn to scream out. Her hand left my cxnt and grabbed at my wrist to pull it out of her ass. I used it to roll us over with me on top now. I grabbed her other hand and moved them both of her head and I slapped my bust down onto hers. I did it a second time and then a third. I growled like an animal. I slid my body up more and dropped my huge tits over her face and mouth. I just laid there as she struggled for breath. When she stopped struggling, I rolled off of her. I sat against the couch, trying to get my breathing under control. I looked at the grandfather clock in the living room and it said 3:05AM. I used all the strength I had and went into her bedroom and grabbed a suitcase and threw a bunch of clothes in it. I brought it out to the living room and grabbed a glass of ice water from the kitchen and threw it on Angie’s prone body. The shock of cold made her eyes open wide.
“Get the fuck out, you cheating cxnt!” I growled at her. “If I ever see you again, I will beat the living shit out of you! You don’t deserve my father and you don’t deserve to be my mother!”
I let her get dressed and she left. My dad was a wreck when he found out what happened. I dropped out of school to make sure he would be ok.
But that wasn’t the last time Angie came into my life.
The End….. or is it???
