Sidekick’s Stories

Henry and Sophia

“You want to fight?” He said softly. “Come on, it’s all arranged. It’s a short walk right here in the building. You can settle it”. The women looked at Henry, startled and questioning for a moment as if they didn’t remember where they were. Then returning their glare at each other, they rose and followed Henry to the back of the dining room.

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Fantasy Office Fight

She kneed me in the cunt. I returned the favor. Then we started kneeing each other’s pussies hard as we could. Presently, I took the hand I had been punching her with and grabbed her blouse, tearing it open. This started us both tearing our blouses and bras off. When we were topless, we laid on our sides on the floor, our legs wrapped around each other and scratched and pulled each other’s tits. This we enjoyed for several minutes. We both had large breasts and very nice legs. That’s why we had started competing for the attention of the office men.

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The Staredown

Eleanor felt the blood rushing through her veins. Her heart was beating faster as she stood on her balcony in the mid-morning summer heat. She could hardly believe she was doing this. 

How long it had been, she couldn’t say. It seemed like a very long time. The sweat began to run down her arms and chest. She was motionless, staring across the narrow alley separating the adjacent apartment buildings. 

And on the balcony exactly opposite her was another woman in the same position. They had been staring at each other for quite a while; unsmiling, unapologetic, challenging. Eleanor could not explain her behavior nor bring herself to stop it.

The two began this installment of their staring contest right after breakfast on this Sunday morning. It actually began a couple of weekends ago when they stared only for a few seconds. But those seconds seemed tantalizingly long – longer than they should have been. And rather than smile as if to greet a new acquaintance, they glared as if to say, “go away”.

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Lunch Time

They brought their faces nose to nose.  Each could feel the other’s breath and they immediately grabbed two fists full of each other’s hair.  They pulled and jerked their hair gently and stared into each other’s eyes.  The pushed their bodies into each other and felt their breasts rubbing back and forth.  They moaned now said the first words since the lunch meeting began.  “Bitch”, “Dyke”, “cunt”, “asshole”, “skank”, “whore”, “fuck you”, “fuck YOU”, “let’s fight”, “yeah, let’s fight”.

The women took one hand from their hair and began to slowly punch each other’s sides and back and stomach.  They smacked their bodies against one another.  Tina loved the sounds of their fists hitting each other’s flesh. Her pussy was dripping as the fight escalated.  Their punched became harder and they groaned as they both tried to hurt each other.

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The Professionals

They slapped their bodies together and grabbed each other tightly with their arms. Then they began raining punches onto each other’s back and stumbling around the middle of the room. 

Quickly they grabbed hair with one hand and for a good two minutes they jerked each other’s hair viciously and flung wild punches into each other anywhere and everywhere. They were twirling and stumbling around; brawling like two whores in a bar competing for the same John.

Presently their legs tangled and they fell to the floor with a thump. And never resting for second, they began thrashing and wrestling and rolling from one wall to the other and back. They knocked over an end table which brought a lamp crashing to the floor. But the two women never took notice. They were intent on hurting each other.

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The Property Line

Laura loved the sticky feel of the mud as their bodies struggled. They could scarcely hold each other anymore. And after several futile minutes of wrestling they rolled away from each other and tried to catch their breath. All Laura could see was a human female form covered in mud from head to toe. But in just a minute that form struggled to slip and slide to its feet. Laura also got up and they two began to advance on each other once again. They both put up their fists and held a challenging pose for a few seconds. Then they cautiously began to throw well aimed and careful punches at each other. They were having trouble keeping their balance if they punched to hard. But they stayed close and worked each other’s stomachs, breasts and sides. Occasionally one would go for the head, usually missing.

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A Day in the Life

12:27 am:  Elizabeth stifles a scream as she feels her sister’s nails scratch her pussy.  She jerks her hair and squeezes her tit in retaliation. She and Julie have always fought since they were little girls.  But in the last few months, they have been quietly jumping into one bed in their shared bedroom after their parents are asleep.  With arms and legs locked together, they fight by punching, scratching and pulling hair until they are too tired to continue. 

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Anna and Rosa

As the two women circled like hunting cats, Ann thought briefly of the first time she saw Rosa. The sick rush of emotions that poured through her body flowed just as strongly now as it did that first time. The pure hatred reflected in the eyes of the other woman. Gasping in shock, then hatred, they had started fighting in the back room of Ann’s friend’s house. Ann had been shocked at how dirty Rosa’s body felt, how nasty the fight was. She was nearly overwhelmed and barely recovered to battle the maid. They grunted and rolled, and had to suddenly spring apart as they heard others approaching.

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The Sisters

The two looked at each other with a combination resentment and challenge. Karen reached out for the plate again. Rachel reached out and grabbed Karen’s arm, forcing it down. And for the space of over a minute, the two women strained against each other. The muscles of their arms were tight and their hands weaved back and forth before the plate was abandoned roughly on the counter. 

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Depraved Diane

The two had scratches on their breasts and bruises on their necks, forearms and faces. The crowd was murmuring in approval of what they had seen so far. Many of them figured it was over. And if it was, certainly it had been the highlight of the evening and probably the week and the month. If not, … well then this was going to be one of those very special evenings that they tell stories about for years.

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Marsha Goes Shopping

I rose to my feet and began to remove my tattered clothes. She did the same and we watched each other undress and threw our clothes into the corner. Then we circled and closed in on each other. Our ample tits swayed as we went. My nipples were like steel an my pussy was warm and wet as we mashed our bodies together and began to pull hair.

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Let’s Party

Inevitably they tangled and fell to the grass, immediately throwing their legs around each other and clutching and pulling hair. I saw those fabulous legs tangled as they rolled over slowly on the grass.  Their dresses were pushed and crumpled as they were never intended to be.  And presently I got a great view of their little bikini panties as they rolled over and over.  Then they stopped rolling but stayed tangled with each other on their sides.  With one hand in their hair they began slugging each other with the other.  Their fists smacked into their shoulders, the sides of their heads, their thighs, and their backs.

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Fantasy Office Fight: Part 2

Both women rubbed harder and faster.  “Goddarn you”.  They cursed and moaned and humped their own fingers shamelessly.  “Fuck you”.  “I hate you”.  “I hate you”.  “I want to fight”.  “Let’s fight”.  Aaaaaaaaagggggggggghhhhhhhhhhh! UUuuugggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhh!  They both came and spurted their cum on into their panties.  They tingled and moaned for a couple of minutes and then leaned back and panted to catch their breath.

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A Social Affair

Slowly, they rose to their feet. Their eyes remained locked in their hatred for the other as they walked back to the center of the room. They charged at each other, their bodies slamming together as both women moaned from the impact. With lightning speed, they grabbed each other’s tits through their dresses. Connie’s fingers tightened as she ripped her hands to the side ripping the front of Catherine’s dress wide open exposing her lacy black bra. Enraged, Catherine grabbed the shoulder straps of Connie’s dress and ripped them down of her shoulders exposing a silky red bra. Their perfectly manicured nails began to rake at the others breasts, their fingers digging into the other’s hard nipples. Their bras soon feel in shreds to the floor. Legs kicked and lashed out furiously. In just a few seconds they were left standing only in their panties and stockings. Their chests heaved up and down as panted and gasped for air as they tried to catch their breaths.

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The Meeting

Doris felt the butterflies rise in her stomach, but she was angry and determined to confront Bad Girl. She nervously dialed the phone; making a couple of attempts as her hands were shaking so much. Finally she heard a voice at the other end answer, “Hello”.

“Now what do you have to say bitch? You want to call me names? Go ahead.”, blurted Doris. 

“Ooooh, I’m officially impressed, slut.” replied Bad Girl sarcastically. 

“Did your fat fingers get sweaty dialing the number?” Doris was breathing harder as she became angrier. They argued childishly back and forth. 

“Fuck you”. “Fuck YOU”. “Slut”. “Bitch”. “Dyke”. “Whore”. “Cunt”, “Cow”. Doris was panting as she spat out each curse. 

“You wanna fight, you bitch?” Bad Girl asked. Doris had no hesitation at all. 

“Yeah, I’d love to pull your hair out and bash your face in, you fucking whore”. 

“Well come one, let’s pull hair, if you have the guts”. Doris heard a static rising on the line. Bad girl said something else that she couldn’t quite hear. Then the static took over the line and they were cut off.

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Dirty Hotel

The pace of punching slowed and slowed until they were just too tired to punch anymore. Finally dropping their fists, the women melted together in a violent embrace. They stumbled and then fell while securing the claws into each other. Legs wrapped up tightly, hands were secured in hair, nails were dug into soft flesh wherever they could be. It was a tight little catball. Their every muscle was straining against each other. Marsha could feel her skin being scratched raw around the back of her neck and the pain in her scalp from Viki’s hand in her hair.

They lay there, sweating and groaning in pain and pleasure. Marsha’s pussy was dripping. ” God, I love this”, she thought. “I’m going to fight this bitch til I cum. And then we’ll fight in the sweat and the cum. And we’ll just fight and fight. 

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The Cleaners

In spite of spending the last 30 minutes trying to hurt each other, Maria felt the wetness of her pussy and could not deny that she wanted this very much. She stepped toward Maggie and while staring each other down, they wrapped their arms around each other in a tight embrace. Their breasts mashed together and their faces were only inches apart as they squeezed and slowly wrestled in this standing position.

They thrust their legs between each other’s and circled and stumbled around. They dug their nails into each other. They resumed their cursing and felt each other’s hot breath on their faces. Maria now felt her pussy literally dripping. They were spiting their curses at each other as they took one hand and began to jerk their hair from behind.

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Natalie

There was complete silence between them for a minute or so as they continued to stare intently at each other. Natalie was becoming more confident by the minute. She was falling into her former persona and it felt very comfortable. Again she spoke, “Do you know someplace private we could go? You know, to TALK.” Then in a few seconds Natalie added to the tension by silently mouthing the words “fuck you.” And that did it. “All right honey.” retorted the other woman. “If you want to play, let’s go somewhere and play. IF you think you have what it takes.” “Try me bitch.” answered Natalie, relieved that this was working. “Oh I’ll do more than try.” was the reply. “Come on.” And Natalie followed her out of the bar with the excitement building with every step.

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Hooked

Mary finally burst out, “Conny, I, . . .” – “I know”, interrupted Connie.

“You couldn’t help it. You’re hooked like me”. Mary just let her go on, knowing she was right.

“You want to watch? Does it excite you?”, Connie said, smiling slightly and staring directly at Mary.

“No, I don’t want that”, whispered Mary. The two women sat down and let the truth of the situation fill the space between them.

“I guess it’s no worse getting hooked on watching as me getting hooked on the fighting. Or maybe you want to pull some hair too?”

“Yesss”, groaned Mary as she felt her heart pound. She realized she was clutching tightly at the arms of the chair.

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Jan and Liz

I could see the sweat on her face. Her hair was getting wet from exertion and the sun. I jerked up my knee and hit her pussy. She groaned and we started to smash our knees into each other. We both got it good shots to the pussy in the next few minutes. Finally we stumbled to the ground. Never letting go of our hair we tangled together like snakes. Our legs were tangled up and we rolled over and over in the short grass as the sun beat down on us. We were sweating profusely now and we slipped around gathering little grass blades that stuck to our sweating bodies.

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Competition

I blushed and felt the rush of adrenaline running through me. I tried to imagine how we would look to someone who felt they needed to pull us apart. And with no further fanfare, we came together, still sweating in our jogging clothes and put up our hands. Quickly we grabbed handfuls of hair and slapped our bodies together. We pulled each other closer with our free arm and began to shuffle our feet as we pushed for advantage.

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