Title: "Donna and Kristy"
By: Rough
Donna and Kristy lived together at the
beach resort community of Ocean Isle, California. Both were fun, passionately
outgoing, and full of life...always the life of the party. They were both 23 and
petite at 5' 2". They had gorgeous little tight, tanned bodies and shapely
perfect breasts. They always drew the impassioned glares, wherever they went.
These lithe beauties looked SO good together, and they were perfect complements
to one another.
Donna was from a somewhat
well-to-do family, born and raised in Southern California. But she had rebelled
against her somewhat cushy upbringing and was trying to make it on her own.
She was a part time art student and a little bit wilder than Kristy. Her long
blonde hair she usually wore up loosely, and her eyes were dark blue. She
came to Ocean Isle when she was 21, and began waitressing at "La Famiglia", a
very nice restaurant right on the beach. About a year later, Kristy had
moved to Ocean Isle and began working there, as well. Kristy had moved out there
from the Midwest, after her two year marriage fell apart. Wounded by bad
relationships, she was somewhat jaded, and had come to this party town on the
Pacific to start over. She had long, kinky, brown hair, with sunbleached
highlights. She had an angel's face and dark brown eyes. Sweet and sexy, at the
same time, she had a tough attitude about life. At times, handling her was like
holding a tiger by the tail.
The two struck up a friendship right
away. They loved hanging out together after work, hitting the bars and clubs all
up and down the strip. Donna helped Kristy to forget the pain of her failed
marriage. They were quite a twosome. Seemingly, they were beautifully sexy
equals, and this helped to fuel their already competitive natures. Despite the
friendship, there was always that undercurrent of tension and "catty
competitiveness" between these two vixens. Perhaps they were too much alike,
because everything they did together, every little "game" they played, seemed to
challenge the other. They surely wondered, more and more, just who the better
woman was. To the world, they were the "best of friends", but in reality,
they were probably anything but! Everything between them became a comparision, a
"sizing up" that only seemed to gradually intensify when they decided to become
roomates. Their living together, under the same roof, was the inevidability of
their situation...their passion and desire to push those little buttons and
subtlely see who was better. There was a secret yearning building in the both of
them for the ultimate showdown!
That time was drawing near with a
certainty as sure as the hot California sun. The girls had partied hard all
season, and as the hot summer wore down things between them seemed to be getting
more tense. Both looked better than they had ever looked. Both were bronzed by
the long summertime sun. Their tight little bodies never looked sweeter, as they
had worked out, swam, and carried heavy trays all season. Perhaps their inate
competitiveness was starting to wear both of them thin. Lately, they had become
increasingly snappy with each other. Donna had drawings and paintings strewn all
over the apartment. Kristy had to be oh so careful not to damage any of her
friend's "fingerpaintings", as she secretly called them. Their AC had recently
broken, making the air even thicker in their place. The sultry night when
everything came to a head found both girls at the apartment. It was hot as hell,
with no AC. The two had been bitchy with one another all day, worn out from the
long season of burning the candle at both ends, and as horny as two cats in
heat! Donna had been painting for most of the evening, attired only in a red
string bikini. A fine sheen of sweat glistened on her hard little body, and she
wiped the perspiration from her brow as she worked. Kristy kicked around
the place in a cut off shirt and tattered, faded jean shorts. She stripped down
to a sexy little purple bikini of her own when she went for a quick dip in the
pool, that was in the courtyard just outside their front door. After Kristy's
brief swim, she returned to the apartment toweling off, but still dripping wet.
She walked past Donna, getting water on the artwork she had scattered on the
floor.
"HEY, watch it, bitch!" Donna cried,
"You're getting water on my shit!"
Kristy fired right back, "Shut the
fuck up! It couldn't look any worse!"
Donna threw down her brush and grabbed
Kristy by the arm. "Dumb little bitch! I've HAD IT with your fucking shit!" she
yelled.
Kristy jerked her arm away and shoved
Donna into her canvas, knocking over the easel. "Oh, the feeling's mutual, you
stupid cunt!"
Donna regained her leverage and lunged
at Kristy, shoving her hard into the wall.
"This is it, bitch..you're DEAD!"
cried Kristy as she slapped Donna hard across the face! Donna retaliated with a
slap of her own against Kristy's mouth.
They paused a beat, glaring at each
other, their nubile bodies' glistening. They then lit into one another,
slapping, punching and screaming: "FUCKING BITCH...CUNT...SLUT!" At last, this
was the battle they had craved since the first day they laid eyes on each
other!
Donna grabbed a handful of Kristy's
damp kinky hair. She yanked so hard, it looked like Kristy's head would pop off.
"I'm gonna fucking kill you!" Donna cried as Kristy screamed out in
pain.
But Kristy grabbed one of Donna's
petite breast's and dug her claws in deep while clasping her opponent's golden
hair at the roots and pulling hard. Kristy pulled her in close and whispered,
"Fuckin' little artist! Think you're so fucking HOT! You ain't SHIT,
bitch!"
Donna let out an anguished moan. She
then sunk her own nails into Kristy's firm, wet breasts and pinched her erect
nipples HARD!
Kristy screamed in agony,
"God......BITCH!"
A wicked grin swept over Donna's face.
But it didn't stay there long, as Kristy grabbed Donna by the hair with both
hands. Donna followed suit, and both beauties crumpled to the floor flailing and
screaming.
They tangled themselves tightly
together as they slapped each other on the head and back. The violent sounds of
flesh on flesh filled the room as each punch and slap on young skin popped
crisply.
Donna wrapped her legs around Kristy's
abdomen and squeezed hard, as she again used her comely rival's hair against
her, grabbing a handful of Kristy's sensuous mane. She pulled the girl's head
back until veins on her neck appeared. Kristy's mouth was agape with pain, but
no sound came out. Again, Donna clawed at one of Kristy's breasts. The young
artist cruelly laughed as she tightened her scissorhold. Kristy screamed
sharply as Donna then sank her teeth into her opponent's gorgeous
neck.
In desperation, Kristy grabbed her
rival by the hair, yanking quickly and forcing Donna to let up on her attack for
a moment.
Donna growled and grasped Kristy's
neck and began choking her. As she was about to place both hands around Kristy's
neck, Donna was surprised when her roomate viciously racked her nails across her
eyes.
Then it was Kristy who started choking
Donna, wrapping both her hands around the young artist's throat. Donna grimaced
and rolled onto her back. Kristy now on top, her long fingers curled around
Donna's neck like her life depended on it.
"You're mine...bitch", Kristy
cried.
Donna then began choking Kristy in
return and, grabbing her hair, forcing her down from on top of
her.
Donna got to her feet still clasping
Kristy by her long hair and pulling her to her feet, as well.
Toe to toe now, Donna savagely
backhanded Kristy. The dark haired beauty slumped for a second, looking like she
might cave in, then came back with a hard punch to Donna's stomach. Donna,
stunned, fell back a step. Kristy dove into the blonde vixen. Caught in a
violent embrace, but somehow still standing, both careened. Donna's back hit the
wall hard. Kristy grabbed Donna by the ears and started smashing the back of her
head into the wall, like she was trying to break open a coconut! She banged her
head into the wall three times, threw Donna to the floor, and pounced on her,
viciously thrusting her knee into the young girl's side.
Kristy then punched Donna's crotch.
Donna tried to protect herself by turning over onto her stomach, but Kristy only
began pummelling her in the small of the back.
Kristy then leapt to her feet and
dropped an elbow at the base of Donna's neck. The little blonde moaned, thinking
she might pass out. Kristy whispered venemously into Donna's ear, "Little
fuck..I've always wanted this!"
Kristy then tore off Donna's
bikini top and began choking her with it. "You're dead...bitch", Kristy moaned
as she arched her back and pulled for all she was worth. Donna couldn't breathe
and felt herself blacking out. But she had a fire down deep inside. She had a
quick burst of adrenaline and thrust her body up and back on top of her rival.
Kristy kept the bikini straps wrapped tightly around Donna's throat. "You're
gonna die, bitch. I'm gonna choke the fuckin' LIFE out of you!", cried Kristy as
Donna's head rested on her breasts.
Donna then got another surprising
burst of energy and ramed her elbow into Kristy's tender crotch!
"Ahhhh!......FUCK!", she cried.
Kristy released her chokehold as Donna
rolled over and savagely clawed Kristy's face and neck. It was as though Donna
had a super adrenaline rush, all of a sudden! "Fuckin' SLUT!", she screamed,
tears of anguish now falling from her eyes. She slapped Kristy's face, splitting
her lip. The brunette tried to cover her face, but to no avail.
Donna then ripped Kristy up from the
floor by the hair and flung her hard into a nearby table, the small of her back
catching the edge.She dropped to the floor as a weary Donna staggered toward
her. "Goddamn...bitch", she quietly stammered. "You're..MINE..now!" Donna
brutally kicked Kristy twice in the face, her lip now bleeding profusely. She
grabbed the dark haired beauty by her kinky locks and smashed her head into the
table legs. "Goddamn...FUCK!" she cried, kicking her head.
Kristy lay sprawled on the floor,
groaning softly. Sweating and panting and feeling like her legs were about to
cave in, Donna lept onto Kristy's belly and began choking her.
"Its..over..cunt",Donna cried weakly, as she now felt sick to her
stomach.
Tears ran down Kristy's face as she
dug down deep and grabbed Donna by the hair pulling her head back sharply and
forcing her onto her side. Donna did the same, clinging desperately to Kristy's
dark mane. Both girls groaned and grimaced as they tugged heartily at each
others crowning glory, getting their strength from God knows where! Only their
passions spurred them on, now. The inate, primal instinct to destroy
a hated rival. Who would win? It was still anyone's fight.
Could either young female be the same
after this night. Both girls were quietted now, only their soft groans filled
the room, replacing their venemous, profane screams. Their incredible bodies
still glistened, wet with sweat. Their twin physiques seemed to melt together as
their legs entwined sensuously. The seemed locked together in savage
embrace.
Kristy reached down and clawed at
Donna's stomach then sank her nails into her breast. The young artist returned
the favor, sinking one hand into Kristy's thick hair, the other she raked
fiercely up her thigh. Donna then jabbed her nails into her crotch. Kristy let
out a deep moan as Donna pulled her roomate's head back sharply and bit into
Kristy's throat.
Donna then ripped off Kristy's top and
started wrapping it around the girl's neck. "See how you like it..bitch!" she
groaned. But before the weary Donna could finish the task, Kristy savagely
ripped at Donna's eyes and bit one of her breasts, sinking her teeth into the
blonde's hard nipple! "Christ...ooohh..God.." Donna cried.
Kristy then wrapped her brown legs
around Donna's waist and began to smother the little artist with her now exposed
breasts. A smile flashed across Kristy's bloody lips as she felt Donna growing
weaker. Kristy released her scissorlock, took a deep breathe, and with the
little strength she had left, began choking Donna with both hands, thrusting her
head back and straining. "Its over....bitch", she weakly declared.
Donna was now barely conscious, her
mouth gaping open. These two hellcats had torn each other up. Both their sinewy,
wet bodies were covered with scratchmarks, bitemarks, and small cuts and
bruises. Their eyes were swollen, their gorgeous bodies nearly
spent.
Kristy released the chokehold and
wrapped her toned thighs around Donna's head. Squeezing hard, she forced the
artist's head down and buried it in her crotch. "Eat my fucking
pussy....goddamn...bitch", Kristy stammered, now nearly delirious. She held
Donna tight, moaning deeply as she squeezed harder, forcing the blonde's nose
deeper between her swollen pussy lips. She help her there until Donna completely
passed out. Kristy slowly released her victim and took several deep breaths. She
threw back her head and closed her eyes for a moment.
Part of her could not believe what had
just happened. She never knew that she had that kind of power inher. She had
been in catfights before but nothing as savage as this with her "best friend".
Indeed, Donna was a girl she could have called sister.She didn't know where that
raw female rage came from, but she knew at that moment that this brief battle
was about the most enticing thing she had ever done! She could never admit that
to anyone. She could barely admit it to herself!
Kristy opened her eyes and looked down
at her vanquished rival, lying motionless but still incredibly beautiful.
Kristy got to her feet slowly and staggered out of their apartment.
"I'm...done with you..bitch..." were
her last words.