Natasha checked the back door of her ex-boyfriend’s
family’s house and quietly stepped inside. She was a little nervous about entering
the home, but she had been welcome there for the past two years during which she and Nate
had dated. They had recently parted on bad terms, and she needed to talk to him. She had
been “dumped” by the popular high school senior athlete, for several reasons she
was aware of, the main one being that bitch swim team captain Amy. She had never felt that
Nate’s parent’s approved of her, but they seemed adequately polite whenever she
was in their company. She had told Nate prior to their break-up about her past lesbian
experiences, wanting to be completely honest with him. Hell, wasn’t that nearly every
guy’s fantasy anyway?! Unfortunately, Nate had taken it as an insult, a blow to his
masculinity. He couldn’t accept her status as a bisexual woman, and she wanted to try
to at least ease his mind if possible. An attempt to convey to him that she loved him and
sleeping with him as much as her occasional romp with a woman. She was concerned that his
parent’s had been told as well, for the last few times she had bumped into
Nate’s mom, Laura, downtown, the woman had hardly spoken a word.
The
5’2” 112 lb. 19 year old redhead crept downstairs into the finished-off
basement, where Nate’s bedroom was located. She went into the room, immediately
smelling his cologne. “Mmmmm.” she sighed as she breathed the scent in. She
missed that cologne, and the guy who wore it. She looked around the room, reminiscing
whenever a certain object triggered her memory. She and Nate had enjoyed some hot sessions
in this room when his parent’s were gone. She was pleasantly surprised to see a
picture of them together still hanging on his wall next to his closet. “I wonder if
Amy has seen that yet?” she said half aloud. Her thoughts turned to the 18 year old
blonde girl. She had pursued Nate openly for quite some time, and although Natasha had
never been overly concerned, the state of the situation now made her angry. Nick had been
drawn to her like a moth to a flame after their last argument. If not for her, she knew
she could ease his mind, and eventually introduce him to the wondrous world of
threesome’s. She knew he’d be home soon from his summer job, and the
anticipation made her quiver.
The petite
redhead stood before the full length mirror on Nate’s wall and pulled her light blue
flowered mini-dress up over her head and laid it on the carpet. She looked at her
reflection in the mirror, straightening her wispy, see-through white g-string. Her thick,
auburn pubic patch was clearly visible through the sheer fabric, and a fleeting memory
crossed her mind as she looked at it. She remembered Nate once telling her, as his face
was buried between her legs in this very room, that he loved women with a thick bush, and
he was so happy that Natasha hadn’t gotten on the “shave it bald” train
like so many other girls these days. She softly moaned as her nipples poked against the
sheer cups of her matching 34B bra, her hands coming up to give them a gentle squeeze. She
felt that intoxicating sense of arousal start to envelope her, and she knew her g-string
was getting damp.
As she closed
her eyes and slid her hand down to her pulsing crotch, she was suddenly snapped back to
reality as she heard the door upstairs open, followed by footsteps. “Shit!” she
whispered as she quickly headed for the closet. “Nate’s not supposed to be home
for another half hour!” She quietly pulled the slatted closet door shut and nervously
stood inside, peering into the room through the slats. She heard footsteps padding down
the carpeted steps to the basement, and momentarily Amy entered the bedroom. A rush of
anger coursed through Natasha’s body as she watched the 5’8” 130 lb. blonde
as she casually snooped around Nate’s room. Amy’s gaze suddenly froze as she
looked toward the closet. Adrenaline rushed through Natasha as the blonde moved toward her
and stopped. “Hmmmmff!” she muttered as she reached up beside the closet and
removed the picture of Nate and Natasha from the wall. She held it before her, studying
it, and said “He’s mine now, bitch. He won’t be needing this anymore.”
“Amy?” called out a female voice from upstairs. “Are you down there?”
The blonde turned her back to Natasha and placed the picture face down on Nate’s
dresser. “Yes Mrs. Bowdoin.” she answered. The 41 year old Laura came downstairs
and entered her son’s room. “Hi sweetie!” she said warmly. “I have to
go back out to the grocery store for a little bit. I shouldn’t be long, and Nate
should be home shortly.” Amy smiled and replied “O.K., I’ll probably try to
clean up his room a little.” The blonde woman smiled and said “Good luck!”
and then went back upstairs and out the door. The blonde picked the picture up and looked
at it more closely, studying her redheaded rival. Natasha opened the closet door and
stepped out as Amy whirled around in surprise. “Hey bitch!” said the little
redhead as she stared up at her rival. “What the fuck are you doing here?! In your
fucking underwear?!!!” asked Amy. Natasha grinned and said “I’m here to
talk to Nate. He and I have some unfinished business to discuss.” The tall blonde
flushed red with rage and hissed “Get the fuck out of here! Nate has nothing to
discuss with you!” Natasha wanted to pummel this girl, and quelling the urge took
some effort. She stared at Amy, slowly realizing this was probably not the time nor the
place to talk with Nate. “Fine.” she said. “He’ll eventually grow
tired of you and come crawling back to me anyway. I want that picture.” Amy glared at
the redhead and held out the picture. “Look at you and look at me. He’ll never
go back to your sorry ass.” She cruelly dropped the picture to the carpet and stepped
on the glass with her cross training shoe, shattering it. “OOPS, so sorry!” she
said facetiously, looking at Natasha with a smug smile. The redhead was livid. “You
cunt!” she screamed, stepping toward Amy.
The athletic
blonde sprang toward Natasha and shoved her back hard. The redhead stumbled backward,
crashing into the door casing of the closet. “You fuck with me little girl, and
I’ll kick your puny ass and leave you here for Nate to see!” threatened Amy.
Natasha’s temper boiled over as she charged the blonde girl and the two wildcats came
together, clawing and squealing. They grappled on their feet momentarily, Natasha
surprisingly holding her own against the much larger girl. This wasn’t the first
fight the redhead had taken part in, and she knew the fight was usually won in the first
moment of battle. Both girl’s hands were wrapped in their opponent’s hair,
yanking one another to and fro amidst yelps of pain. Amy planted her legs wide apart,
attempting to steady herself and gain leverage, and Natasha made her pay. She rammed her
knee up hard into the blonde’s pubic bone, causing her to cry out as her feet left
the floor and her lower body bounced backwards. Amy quickly released hold of her
foe’s hair and her hands went to her crotch, clutching her damaged womanhood as she
stood there half bent over. Natasha converged instantly, yanking the girl’s long hair
back and forth as Amy feebly clawed at her. The redhead bent the girl at the waist, and
drove her knee up into Amy’s face. The knee smash dazed the blonde as she was stood
up, staggering across the carpet, trying to keep her balance. Her rival was relentless,
grabbing her by the front of her tank top and rocking her back and forth with stinging
slaps. Amy cried out as her face numbed from the swats, unable to recover from the fog she
was put in from the knee smash. She was struggling to just stay on her feet.
Natasha
stepped to the side and jumped up as she raised her right arm over head. She brought her
forearm down forcefully across Amy’s upper back, sending the groaning blonde
sprawling to the carpet, face first. Amy was helplessly being thrashed, and she began to
panic. As she struggled to her hands and knees, she felt the vicious redhead straddle her
back, grasping the bottom of her tank top and yanking it off her. The battered blonde
whimpered as Natasha wrapped the tank around her throat and choked her with it. “When
you gonna start kicking my ass, bitch?!” hissed the redhead as she continued to choke
her rival. “Stop it!” gasped Amy, clutching at her tank top. “You’re
choking me!” Natasha laughed aloud and yanked on the tank top, causing her foe to
grunt. She twisted the top around her wrist, increasing the pressure, and pulled the girl
backwards, forcing her into a seated position on the carpet. She unclasped Amy’s
cobalt blue satin bra, and slipped it down the girl’s shoulder’s. As she stood
behind the seated, squirming blonde, she swung her leg around to the front of the girl and
jammed her heel into her crotch. Amy yelped and her hands shot to her crotch, as Natasha
finished removing the bra.
She hated
everything about the tall, toned blonde, but most of all she despised her perfect 36C
breasts. She dropped to her knees and used her free hand to reach around and harshly claw
and tear at the girl’s breasts. Amy was releasing gagging moans, her wind being
restricted from entering her lungs. Natasha saw the girls arms slowly reach for her
throat, and then fall limply to the floor as her choking became more feeble. She eased the
pressure on the girl’s tank top, wanting to humiliate the bitch, not kill her. Amy
was now at her mercy, on the verge of unconsciousness and defenseless. The feisty redhead
removed the girl’s top from around her neck and cast it aside, holding her now by her
hair. “I’ve got you now, you big pussy.” she teased. “Big tough girl,
captain of the swim team, hardly an ounce of fat on your body.” She continued to
savagely squeeze the blonde’s full breasts, receiving faint whimper’s as her
only response. “Having her ass handed to her by little old me.” She forced the
blonde onto her back and straddled her on her feet, leaning over and slapping the
girl’s reddened breasts. Amy was unresisting as her shoes were yanked off and her
denim shorts were unbuttoned and slid down her long, tanned legs.
As Natasha
looked down at her submissive opponent, she couldn’t quell the sudden shiver through
her body as she focused on the girl’s matching cobalt blue satin thong. She was going
to destroy the man-stealing bitch, but she was going to get off doing it. “Up you go,
big girl.” said the redhead as she yanked Amy up by her hair. The groggy girl
whimpered pitifully as she was tossed onto Nate’s bed, bouncing to rest on her back.
Natasha hopped onto the bed and straddled the girl on her knees, her crotch directly over
Amy’s face, pinning the girl’s arms to the bed with her knees. As she reached
back and tweaked the blonde’s erect nipples, she said “Let me show you first
hand what Nate used to love going down on.” Amy whined as the petite redhead lowered
her wet crotch onto her face. The room went dark as a heavy musky scent enveloped her, the
girl’s g-string squashed against her nose. She was completely helpless and humiliated
as Natasha began to slowly ride her face, rubbing her wet pussy back and forth across it.
Her rival’s assault on her breasts now took a different direction, the vicious
clawing replaced by gentle caresses and nipple tugs. The blonde had never felt so humbled
in her life. At least she could be thankful that her embarrassing destruction was not
being seen by Nate.
Natasha was
now engaged in a vigorous face smother of her foe, her clit throbbing as she relentlessly
rubbed back and forth. Her breathing had quickened, at the same time that Amy was losing
her struggle for breath, the redhead’s now sopping pussy preventing her from getting
air. The blonde’s legs kicked weakly on the mattress as she neared passing out.
“Mmmmmm......Unnnggghh.......Ohhhhhh!” moaned the redhead as her body convulsed
and the ecstasy of a powerful orgasm tore through her. Her heavy respiration’s were
the only sound in the room as her hips continued to buck and quiver on the blonde’s
face. She raised up, removing her ultra-sensitive crotch from atop Amy, and allowed her
breathing to eventually slow toward normal. “Was I your first, honey?!” she
sighed as she looked down at the blonde. Amy lay still, unconscious, her face covered with
Natasha’s sex. “Oh, poor thing!” she cooed, gently patting Amy’s
cheek. The redhead had just gotten off the bed when she heard the door again upstairs. She
heard the sound of paper bags being set down and suddenly someone was coming down the
stairs. “Amy, would you help me with a few things upstairs please?” asked Laura.
She stepped into the room and stopped, in shock. Her gaze was frozen on her son’s
half-naked girlfriend laying comatose on the bed.
“You
little tramp, what have you done?!” screamed the 5’5” 140 lb. blonde.
Natasha faced the red-faced woman and replied “She picked a fight with me - and she
got her ass kicked.” Laura turned to the side and pointed out the door. “I never
liked you, you slut! I know you’ve slept with other women! Amy is a sweet girl, a
great girl for my son. Get the hell out of my house before I throw you out myself!!!”
The petite redhead glared at Laura and said “Well I never liked you either, you
condescending bitch!” Laura’s rage erupted and she stepped toward Natasha and
slapped her hard across the face. The redhead yelped, being knocked to one side, bent at
the waist and holding her stinging cheek. “Get dressed and get out!” shouted the
blonde. Laura had no time to react as suddenly Natasha lunged at her, delivering a
thunderous uppercut under her chin. The older woman’s body went limp as she crumbled
backwards, slamming to the floor in the doorway.
Her legs twitched uncontrollably as her head raised a
few inches off the carpet, her eyes rolled back to her eyelids in a near unconscious
state. Natasha went to her and leaned down, unbuckling the blonde’s thin black
leather belt and pulling it from the waist of her denim shorts. As Laura lay softly
moaning, her body now relaxed, Natasha undid her shorts and wriggled them off the barefoot
woman, saying “You don’t know how long I’ve waited for this.” She slid
Laura’s pink cotton bikini panties back into place and tore her embroidered white
blouse off. “As much as I miss your son, I don’t miss you.” she said.
“You’d make our life miserable if we got back together.”
The redhead
flopped her vanquished opponent onto her belly, laying face down in the doorway. She
picked up Laura’s belt and snapped it against the blonde’s pantied ass. Laura
screeched in instant agony as she was rudely awakened from her state of oblivion. “I
kinda like this, Mom!” giggled Natasha as she whipped the blonde’s ass several
more times. Laura was crying as she struggled to her hands and knees and crawled out the
door. “Where do you think you’re going?!” teased the redhead as she pursued
the woman and grabbed her by the hair. She turned the whimpering, crawling blonde in a
circle and directed her back into Nate’s room. Stopping near the bed, Natasha placed
Laura’s head between her legs and clamped on a standing reverse scissors hold. She
tightened the hold and gently wacked Laura’s ass with the belt. The embarrassed
blonde sniveled as the young woman toyed with her at will. Her hands grabbed at the back
of Natasha’s calves, vainly trying to free herself. The pressure she was feeling in
her head was ever increasing, and she was slowly losing what little strength she had left.
She groaned with each breath, feeling the swirling darkness approach. Natasha whipped her
ass one last time and the blonde emitted a breathless squeak as her legs went out from
under her, sliding backwards as her lower body collapsed to the carpet.
“Help.....me.......Amy........” she begged. The redhead turned at the waist and
saw that Amy had revived and was sliding off the bed. She immediately released Laura who
dropped to the carpet like a ragdoll, and met the young blonde just as she reached her
feet. Amy reached for her, her arms outstretched, screaming “You cunt!” Natasha
deftly ripped a punch into the girl’s tight ab’s, halting her charge. Amy gasped
for air as she doubled over, and was quickly straightened up by the relentless redhead.
Natasha clutched her under the chin with one hand and grasped the front waistband of the
girl’s panties. “You stupid princess.” she growled as she lunged forward,
tossing the blonde onto the bed on her back.
She was on
the girl, straddling her hips before Amy’s bouncing on the mattress had stopped. She
closed her hand around the breathless teen’s face, her fingertips sinking into her
temples. Amy grimaced as the face claw was applied, her legs kicking and her hands
scratching at Natasha’s forearms. “No!” she mumbled as her tormentress
weakened her with the hold. “I have plans for you, pumpkin!” taunted the smaller
girl as she felt Amy slipping away. The blonde’s legs ceased struggling and lay
still, and her hands feebly grabbed at Natasha’s breasts in her bra and squeezed.
“Oooh, I like that!” said the redhead, smiling. “Do that some more!”
The tall blonde uttered a final sigh and her arms fell to her sides as she drifted into
unconsciousness. Natasha unclasped the hold and looked down at the dozing beauty.
“Maybe later.” she said and got off the bed, pulling the limp teen to the carpet
where she stretched her out on her back. As she peeled Amy’s panties off her, she
noticed that the blonde had a completely shaven pussy. “Fucking swimmer’s.”
she huffed. “He hates that, you know.”
Laura moaned
from behind her, and Natasha turned to see the woman just rising to her knees. She went to
her and pulled the exhausted Mom to her feet. Laura was beaten and submissive, and pleaded
for release as the redheaded wrecking machine forced her to reverse straddle Amy’s
lifeless form on her knees. She knelt in front of her, straddling Amy’s legs, and
tucked the teen’s panties into Laura’s mouth. A sorrowful look crossed the
blonde’s face as Natasha put her right hand under the woman’s chin and pressed
her thumb and forefinger against the carotid artery. “You like this sweet girl so
much, then eat these!” she hissed as she squeezed off the blood flow to Laura’s
brain. “Hnnnnnffff!” was the woman’s muffled reply as Natasha employed the
hold and used her index finger on her free hand to poke the panties into Laura’s
mouth deeper. “It’ll all be over soon, you pitiful bitch.” cooed the
redhead as she gently tugged at Laura’s nipples with her free hand.
“Hmmmnnnnff....” was her garbled response as despite her humility, her nipples
responded and became erect as Natasha stimulated them. Her complete subjugation to the
little redhead was devastating to her, but she was powerless to resist. “It’s
O.K. Laura, you’re going to take a little nap.” said Natasha soothingly as her
hand slowly slid down the blonde’s protruding, middle-aged belly and slipped under
the waistband of her cotton panties.
Laura,
feeling the effects of the debilitating hold and nearing a black out, mumbled in
apprehension as she felt Natasha’s finger part her labia and gently caress her
dampening slit. “Mmnnooooo.....” she begged through the fabric of Amy’s
panties as Natasha delicately massaged her uncontrollably wet pussy, occasionally brushing
against her hardened clitoris. The redhead gazed straight into her fluttering eyes and saw
the woman succumb to her manipulations. Laura’s eyes closed as she desperately
released muffled moans as her hips responded to Natasha’s touch. Amy’s panties
slowly tumbled from her mouth and to the floor as she released an intoxicated
“Mmmmmmmmmm......” She swirled into an unconscious state and just before falling
into the dark void, felt a powerful orgasm wrack her body, and then there was darkness.
“You
liked that, honey pot.” said Natasha as she held the unconscious, spent woman on her
knees. “Some food for thought.” The redhead laid Laura face down on top of Amy,
so both women’s faces were buried in each other’s crotch. She went to
Nate’s dresser drawer and retrieved four athletic socks, and used them to tie each
woman’s wrists to the other’s ankles, securing them in a 69 position on the
carpet. The triumphant girl got dressed, and paused at the doorway, looking at her two
unconscious victims. “That’s a sexy pose!” she giggled. “I bet Nate is
going to shit when he sees you two.” As she turned to leave, she added
“Don’t forget to tell him I love him!”