I was going through the box of old VHS tapes I found in my parents basement and discovered one that looked like it was when my little sister Janey took some catfight classes. She would’ve been eighteen at the time, 5’04”, 127 pounds with a 34D cup and long dark brown hair nearly to her waist. I recognized the room because it was heavily padded. I had been there a few times because it was the room a family friend used when I had to fight her daughter.
The woman’s name was Gabby, I could never pronounce her last name; she was Hungarian and looked like a model in her youth, which is probably why her daughter Michelle was so gorgeous. Michelle and I were the same age, she was a fit 5’6″, 122 pounds with a 32C and had shoulder length sandy blonde hair. She was born in America, but, because both of her parents were Hungarian, she was multilingual. Michelle originally was a figure skater in her youth but gave it up once our families got into sexfighting.
Fortunately on the video it had Janey getting squashed by Michelle and some other girls Gabby was training, as they each used different kinds of styles to educate Janey. I was having a ball watching my bratty sister get absolutely humiliated as for once she had to have spar matches with someone who didn’t just lie down for her. The padded room had blue gym mats covering the floor with mattresses and pillows tied to the walls. Gabby was always off screen shouting instructions, though with her accent and the acoustics of the room it was almost impossible to understand her, but it started with Janey in a pink bikini with white straps. Michelle looked gorgeous in a red halter top bikini with hip hugger bottoms; her blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail while Janey’s long locks were loose.
“Begin!” Gabby said on the video. I could only presume dad was taping this match as the two fighters circled each other. If this was recorded around 2005-ish, then Janey was eighteen while Michelle was probably twenty four, still her body was a lot more fit than my sister with a toned tummy and killer legs that she kept in shape from when she would go skating. The pair exchanged slaps, Janey called Michelle a bitch when the blonde got a handful of the teen’s hair and yanked her in close while delivering uppercut style slaps to my sister’s face.
“Fight back, Jane-eee,” Gabby yelled in her thick accent. Janey kept her head down, trying to block Michelle’s slaps, when the blonde grabbed my sister’s pink thong; driving it up into her pussy as the teen yelped. She grabbed at Michelle’s wrist but the blonde just kind of suplexed her to the mat, using the grip on my sister’s hair and thong to flip her over onto her side.
“C’mon, get up bitch,” Michelle hissed, grabbing a handful of Janey’s long brown hair and falling backwards to pull my sister’s head between her muscular legs. Dad’s camera perfectly caught Janey’s face, squished between Michelle’s perfect thighs, with her cheeks looking like a chipmunk. Janey called the lithe blonde a dirty fucking whore, in her somewhat muffled way, as she grunted while trying to spread her opponent’s legs.
“What’s that, bitch,” Michelle asked loudly, the hand she had been yanking on Janey’s hair temporarily let go so she could rain down slaps across my sister’s face while Janey tried to cover up. “I didn’t quite hear you, say it again,” Michelle said as she swung her palm around the brunette’s left arm, which was unsuccessfully shielding her face, while Janey’s right hand kept trying to spread the older girl’s legs.
Luckily, Janey was able to grab Michelle’s ponytail as it dangled down while she tried to slap my sister. The blonde grunted loudly and might’ve called my sister a cunt as the two catballed across the mat. Their slaps sounded like gunshots, as they each tugged on the other’s hair. Janey squealed loudly all of a sudden and it took a few moments to discern, since the pair were tangled up on the mat near the left wall, that Michelle had dug her nails into my sister’s breast through her bikini top.
“Ugh, no fair,” Janey whined as her legs kicked wildly on the mat while she tried to get free or escape Michelle’s grip on her long hair. The older blonde used her leverage on my sister’s hair to roll the teen onto her back. Janey tried swinging slaps at Michelle but her opponent twisted my sister’s head back by her hair, so she couldn’t see, while leaning forward on her knee; continuing to squeeze her boob through her bikini top.
“Do something, Jane-ee,” Gabby shouted above the girl’s grunts. Michelle was almost sitting astride my sister’s stomach, wrenching Janey’s head back and forth by her hair, when she abandoned her tit maul to resume slapping the brunette. The older blonde had Janey’s other arm pinned under her shin as she leaned forward to bang the teen’s head into the mat.
“Ready to eat pussy, loser?” Michelle chuckled when she slid all the way up my sister’s chest, getting Janey in a kind of schoolgirl pin. The blonde used the hand that wasn’t holding her long hair to pinch the teen’s nose shut. Janey grunted and thrashed, trying to buck Michelle off, until she had to open her mouth to breathe. That’s when the blonde effortlessly slid forward to place her crotch over Janey’s lips.
“Yeah how’s it taste loser,” Michelle laughed while she ground her twat against my sister’s mouth through her hip hugger bottoms as Janey made a high pitch squeal. Finally, Gabby stopped the match before her daughter smothered my sister unconscious. Janey lay on the mat, red faced and panting for breath, when Gabby called for the next girl to get ready.
That’s when another slender teen stood up from out of the bottom frame. This must’ve been some final test because my sister went through a gauntlet under Gabby’s tutelage. The next girl was more of a dirty blonde and had slightly bigger boobs than Michelle, maybe a 36C. I didn’t know if these other girls were cousins of Michelle or simply other trainees under Gabby. Either way, once my sister indignantly got back up onto her knees into the center of the mat, the dirty blonde teen locked up once Gabby told them to start. I’m calling her opponent Sandy since that’s how her hair looked, but she surprised me by starting topless, wearing just booty short style swimsuit bottoms. I assumed she had meant to psyche my sister out but, while Michelle was the master of hair pulling, I could only assume Sandy was an expert at tit torture.
After the two teens locked up, each grabbed a handful of their loose hair, though Sandy’s was just past her shoulder, my sister’s face twisted up like she sucked on a sour lemon. I couldn’t tell at first from how they were positioned until Janey reached a hand down to grab the other girl’s boob. “Let’s see how you like it,” Janey grunted and that’s when I could see Sandy had my sister’s breast twisted up with her nails digging into the firm melon. Sandy’s back was to the camera so I couldn’t tell if Janey’s clawing was hurting the blonde teen or not but she quickly twisted her grip, sinking her thumbnail into my sister’s titty from underneath.
“Ahh you cunt,” Janey screeched and let go of Sandy’s hair to try and pry the blonde’s hand from her breast. This seemed to be what the teen wanted and pulled Janey’s head down by her hair before Sandy locked her thighs around my sister’s head. “I hear you like eat pussy,” the blonde said with a hungarian sounding accent. Sandy used her handful of hair to pull Janey’s face against the crotch of her booty shorts while the blonde reached over her hip to continue working my sister’s boob. Janey tried to slap at Sandy but the blonde crossed her ankles and added more pressure to the headscissors. I couldn’t hear what Janey was saying, with her mouth pressed against Sandy’s pussy, but she was clearly cursing as her own legs flopped around on the mat.
“Ahhh! Quit it,” I heard Janey’s muffled words come through on the video after Sandy twisted her grip around to wrench my sister’s boob like she was trying to tear her breast off her chest. Janey attempted to kick at her opponent, while Sandy lied across on the mat, but after dad moved to the side and I could see Janey had lost her bikini top so the red marks of Sandy’s clawing were evident, it seemed like my sister was stuck. She cursed and screamed while simultaneously trying to slap at Sandy’s thighs while the brunette attempted to remove her opponent’s nails from her boob. Janey must’ve not been used to tit hunters yet, as most of her opponents would frequently go for her sensitive breasts, but it was another thirty seconds of Sandy digging her talons in to twist Janey’s orb until she finally yelled out her submission.
Of course she was still irritable after Sandy let go of the scissors and tried to slap at her opponent after the blonde let her up, but Gabby instantly began shouting at my sister to knock it off and get ready for her third match. Janey continued sans bikini top, so her opponent likewise went topless. She was a much slender blonde, her hair lighter in color and pulled back into a ponytail. I heard Gabby address her as Honey, though I’m not sure if it was a term of endearment or the nineteen year old’s actual name, but regardless she also went topless, while only wearing these white capri pants with a white thong underneath.
Janey and Honey faced off on their knees, this girl definitely looked beautiful in that European way, but mainly what I noticed, aside from her smallish B cup breasts, was how much taller she was than my sister. If I had to guess, Honey was probably just under six feet tall. She had a lithe body like that of a ballet dancer, or possibly figure skater if she was a friend of Michelle. At any rate, it was quick to see her speciality after Gabby told the two teens to begin, and Honey pulled Janey’s head down by her long dark brown hair, but the blonde also grabbed the front of my sister’s pink bikini bottoms.
“Aiee,” I heard Janey screech on the video as the blonde yanked the bottoms up, giving the brunette a nasty pussy wedgie. “Fucking bitch,” I heard Janey snort as she could only blindly slap at her opponent, with her head pulled down by her hair so her face was almost touching the mat, while Honey grinned as she tugged on the pink thong. Janey tried to claw the hand pulling on her bottoms, but Honey let go so she could slap my sister repeatedly about the face. When Janey covered up, Honey pulled the brunette’s head between her legs, only this time with my sister’s mouth pressed firmly against the blonde’s ass.
Sandy said something, it might’ve been in Hungarian, but either way I didn’t understand but the other women did and they all laughed, save Gabby who was busy giving Janey instructions on how to escape. The problem was, my hard headed little sister never listened to anyone’s advice, even from our parents. Janey had her nose buried between Honey’s cheeks, while the blonde tugged on my sister’s long hair, while the taller teen resumed yanking on the front of Janey’s bikini bottoms. I could hear her grunt in frustration and she tried to kick up at Honey until finally the thong tore with an audible rip.
“Who want trophy,” Honey giggled and held up the remains of my sister’s thong. Janey had her legs crossed in pain but Honey gave my sister’s bare boobs a series of slaps and then she resumed trying to kick the blonde. This was exactly what Honey wanted because, after blocking the futile kicks with one arm, the teen reached between my sister’s legs and latched her claws onto Janey’s bare pussy.
“Ahh! You fuckin’ dyke,” Janey screams could be heard despite Honey’s ass smothering her face from the side in the headscissors. “Don’t let her do that to you,” I heard Gabby shout to Janey on the video but my sister was bucking wildly on the mat like a rodeo bull. She tried to slip free of the headscissors, but Honey had my sister’s long hair wrapped around her fist and would pull Janey’s mouth deeper between her ass cheeks. After almost two minutes, though I hadn’t been able to see what Honey was doing due to the position of where dad was standing with the camera, it was obvious given the movement of the blonde’s wrist and Janey’s beleaguered screams that she was giving her the cunting of the century.
“Oh god! Stop! Make her stop! I submit,” Janey whined. I watched my sister curl into a ball for a minute to hold her sore pussy while Honey raised her arms as the winner. After she took a moment, my sister began cursing at all three women but Gabby scolded her and told Janey she had to be a good loser. Because each one had won their match, but Janey refused to allow them, she had to let each winner have a turn facesitting her. My impudent sister was always so dramatic and was like, “I’m in a lot of pain, I can’t do that now!” But Gabby told her she would get my sister an ice pack but Janey had to remain on her back, so that each girl got two minutes for their victory lap.
Gabby never left the room however as my sister reluctantly laid back down on the mat, acting incredibly put upon, as Michelle started. “I never got to finish what I started,” she said and slid off her hip hugger bottoms before she planted her trimmed bush on my sister’s mouth. Her mother must’ve kept time but Janey made little mewling sounds of disgust as Michelle slid back and forth and jokingly asked Janey if she was going to lick her clean. I saw my sister’s hand shoot up off the mat to flip Michelle the bird but Gabby just made a disapproving noise as Michelle laughed. She began pouding her hips back and forth, fucking my sister’s mouth with her gash until her athletic body tensed up and she shook from a nice orgasm that left her gasping and trembling.
“My turn,” Sandy yelled and before Janey could even move, the dirty blonde had slid up to sit her pussy with Janey’s nose up her snatch. She moaned and ground her clit back and forth, in a reverse facesit, on my sister’s lips. It was so hot watching Sandy feel up her own breasts while I noticed Janey’s fingernails were dug into the mat, like she was holding on for leverage. Apparently Sandy came so much, my sister’s face was shiny with the blonde’s juices after she humped herself to climax.
“Honey, you go now,” Gabby said. Honey had stripped off her white pants and thong to see a smooth shaven snatch but she also did a reverse facesit with my sister’s nose up her ass again, so she could bounce and grind her clit against my sister’s lips. She took her time, leaning back to ask Janey if she liked the taste of her ass. During the last two girls, Janey had no choice but to taste their secretions, only being able to breathe through her mouth, but Honey ground herself down hard once she was near the end. I wasn’t aware Janey stopped gripping the mat until after Honey climaxed and my sister didn’t make any squeals of disgust. Honey had smothered Janey unconscious and the three of them posed with a foot on my defeated sister’s nude body for dad’s camera.
It’s no surprise Janey never fared well against better trained opponents but when she just got into a raw catfight with another girl from school, it was the only chance she ever had to get a win for the family.
The End