Overtime

Written by Cycomiko

Donna and Wendy were good friends and worked at the same place as me. Donna was a slim, sexy 20-year-old brunette with dark sultry looks and a gorgeous body to match. She almost always wore skintight black leggings and knee high boots which showed off her long legs and lovely bum. Wendy was a very buxom 18-year-old with mousy brown hair and who wore tight fitting suit trousers and skimpy tops which accentuated her fantastic boobs. I often gave both girls a lift to and from work. Donna lived just up from the office, and Wendy resided about five miles out of town.

Although they were good friends, they had their fair share of arguments, and would often threaten each other with physical violence, though being at their place of work restricted this from going any further. I had often thought about what a sight that would be, Little did I know that a few days later I would find out…

As I drove home on a calm, sunny Thursday evening, I sensed tension in the air. Hardly any words were spoken between the girls until I stopped to drop Donna off. I was surprised by the silence and wasn't really listening to what Donna said when she climbed out of the car. As we continued down the road, I asked Wendy if she would be going to the pub the next day and if she thought that Donna would come.

“I'm not going with her”, was the sharp response.

“Why not?” I asked.

Wendy then proceeded to tell me that they had a big argument running throughout the day and that Donna's parting shot was to call Wendy a dirty tramp.

“I want to sort her out”, she exclaimed. I was shocked, but excited at the same time, and my head was full of all the thoughts I had of seeing them rolling around on the ground in a catfight. I turned the car around and was soon parked outside of Donna's house. Wendy got out and boldly walked to the door and rang the bell.

Donna answered, “What bitch?”

“Let's sort this out – I'll teach you some manners!” retorted Wendy.

“At the park, then”, Donna was undaunted and quickly pulled on her knee-high boots.

Both girls got in my car and instructed me to drive to the local park. The name calling got worse, and how they kept their hands to themselves, I don't know. We soon arrived at the park, and all got out and walked to a quiet spot partially protected by trees. I for one didn't want to be disturbed, and it was quite clear that the girls wanted to sort it out too! Without any warning the two girls lunged at one another. Donna grabbed Wendy by the waist and tried to drag her to the floor, meanwhile Wendy pulled Donna's hair and slapped her face hard.

“Fuck you bitch” spat Donna, her voice full of menace. I saw a tangle of arms and legs as the two combatants' struggled for control. Wendy tripped and fell to the floor; with Donna quickly kneeling beside her and delivering a number of slaps to Wendy's face and boobs. She straddled Wendy's waist and attempted to pin down her arms. Donna's leggings stretched tight over her fantastic ass as Wendy wriggled to free herself. Donna could pin down Wendy's arms, but not for long enough to strike any blows, so she decided to do the next best thing and viciously spat straight in Wendy's face.

“Yeeugh!” Wendy gagged, “you dirty slut”.

She threw all her force behind her push and managed to loosen Donna's hold, both girls lying with their backs to the floor. I became of the intense, almost sexual breathing from both girls. The fight was paused for only a few brief moments until both girls got to their feet. They circled one another, giving me the chance to notice the patches of mud on clothes, hair and faces. Peculiarly, this made them look sexier than ever. Wendy jumped forward and launched a girlish but powerful punch to Donna's belly, causing her to double over. This was quickly followed with a string of punches to the Donna's head and back. I never knew that Wendy had such a vicious streak.

“Take this bitch”, Wendy grunted and pushed Donna face down onto the floor. She sat on Donna's back and pushed her face into the mud. Donna struggled in vain, and gasped for air, but Wendy continued her dominance. “Told you I would teach you, dirty slut”, Wendy exclaimed as she delivered slap after slap to Donna's back and head. Donna could take no more and arched her back and thrust with her legs, sending Wendy tumbling to the ground. Both girls lay motionless for about a minute, regaining their breath, and contemplating the next move. I was watching in awe, at these two sexy babes going at it, hoping it would continue. I wasn't disappointed…

Suddenly, both girls grappled with each other, their hands wandering frantically, pulling at clothing, scratching bare skin, exchanging slaps. Their arms and legs intertwined, writhing on the muddy ground and breathing heavily. Wendy's trousers had ridden down and I could see her lower back and the slightest view of exposed red panties. As the girls rolled over, each trying to gain the upper hand, I was treated to the wonderful sight of Donna's tight black thong and brief glimpses of her tanned backside, with Wendy's manicured nails grasping it hard and scratching. However, the slaps, scratches and kicks were becoming softer. The fight was evening out, neither girl able to exert dominance over the other. Slowly the girls pulled away from each other and rose to their feet. Their expensive designer clothes splattered with mud, faces red from slaps and hair wild and untamed.

“Had enough yet bitch?” coaxed Wendy.

“Plenty more for you slut!” came the brusque response.

Though they were verbally up for it, I could sense that they both realised that they were evenly matched. Two best friends catfighting in the muddy park. I had enjoyed the sight, but suggested that it was time to call it a day. Reluctantly, both girls agreed, but said nothing else on the way to drop them home.

Something tells me that it will be on again soon…..