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Tough Day at the Beach – Anna Kournikova Catfight

Anna Kournikova was having a tough day on the court practicing. Maybe it was the heat, maybe it was the late night before. Regardless, she was glad when the day was done and it was time for one of her favorite ways to relax.. hit the beach and lay out at her favorite spot. Anna hit the shower, put on her bikini and with an athletic top and spandex pants over it, headed for the beach.

Upon arriving at the beach, Anna saw a big blanket sprawled out by the tree at her favorite spot. She kicked it out of the way and began spreading her own blanket down. Just about that time, the owner of the blanket, Beth, was heading back from the water after body surfing with her friends. Beth is a voluptuous college student on vacation from the Midwest. Standing 5’10” tall and weighing 165 curvaceous pounds, she looked stunning in her skimpy bathing suit.

Beth asked, “what do you think you are doing?”
Anna replied, “making room… what does it look like?”
Beth told, “you don’t have to be such a bitch” and began to collect her stuff.
Anna wheeled towards her and snapped, “who do you think you are calling a bitch?”
Beth told her, “I was talking about you but I’lll just move” and she turned to walk away.

Being in her bad mood, Anna grabbed her by the arm, spun her around and growled, “don’t you ever call me a bitch”.
Beth yanked her back and told Anna, “fuck off”.
Anna sized up Beth and even though the Midwesterner was about 4 inches taller and 45lbs heavier, figured she could take her. Anna knew she was in much better shape. Anna hauled off and slapped Beth across the face. Beth was stunned and then Anna punched her in the stomach. Beth doubled over and Anna shoved her to the ground. Beth starred up in disbelief as Anna said, “don’t you ever talk shit to me”.

Beth wasn’t sure if Anna was going to do something else so as she got up, she put up her hands to protect herself. Anna took this as confirmation that it was on. She grabbed Beth by the hair and slapped her a couple more times. Beth got in a punch to Anna’s eye, knocking her back. Anna was a bit stunned by the power of it. Anna collected herself, went in low and unleashed a flurry of punches knocking Beth back to the sand. By now a crowd had formed to watch the two seemingly miss-matched combatants.

Beth got back up and squared off. She swung at her blonde opponent with a wide, looping punch but Anna ducked it easily and landed a solid blow to Beth’s soft belly. She then grabbed the string bikini that barely contained Beth’s voluptuous body and used to sling her to the side. Beth ripped right out of it and landed into the sand, naked. She knew she’d have to change her tactics. The crowd was really enjoying the spectacle now.

Beth got her feet under and in one quick move, charged Anna tackling her to the ground. She landed heavily on top of her with all of her weight and Anna let out a grunt. Before Anna had a chance to recover, Beth positioned her hands on Anna’s shoulder to push herself up and then sat heavily on top of Anna’s stomach. Anna let out an “uumph” as Beth’s weight came crashing on top of her taught belly. Beth immediately began working to get a hold of Anna’s wrists. Anna knew if Beth got her arms pinned, she’d be in big trouble.

Anna braced her feet on the sand and tried to buck the naked woman off of her. But Beth had great balance. Anna tried a few more times to buck her off but each time, got the slam of Beth’s weight landing on her. Beth by now had Anna’s wrist firmly in control and she managed to get them pinned to the sand. The tennis star couldn’t believe she was here on the beach with a naked woman sitting on top of her. As she laid there staring up into Beth’s face, she sneered, “get the fuck off of me”. Beth looked down at the smaller woman, and reminded her, “you’re the bitch who started this whole thing”. Then added, “just don’t fuck with me” and stood up.

Anna was enraged as she sat up and saw the crowd standing there looking on. She jumped to her feet and rushed Beth. She got in another series of punches and now Beth’s nose was bleeding. Beth tried to shield her face but was no match for Anna’s speed. She tried to step back and tripped over a cooler landing on her back. Before she could recover, the Russian blonde pounced on her, sitting on high on Beth’s chest, pinning her shoulders with her knees. Anna began to slap her face back and forth and Beth knew she was in trouble if she didn’t get free.

Beth swung her legs up and managed to hook them around Anna’s chest. Anna struggled to stay on top and felt her abs straining but she was no match for Beth’s legs. Beth jerked Anna back into the sand and rolled her sideways. She untangled her legs and stood up. Anna started to get up but Beth dove on top of her once again. This time she wanted to make sure Anna would be done.

She sat down hard on Anna’s belly, knocking the wind out of her. Beth started to slap Anna but she covered her face with arms. Beth grabbed her wrists and pinned them to the sand. For good measure, she bounced her weight onto Anna’s stomach a few more times with Anna letting out a grunt each time she did. Beth then pinned Anna’s arms to the ground with her knees and resumed the slapping, methodically slapping her face back and forth until it was beet red. Anna tried to buck Beth off of her but it was to no avail. Now Anna was completely drained as the bigger naked woman was sitting on top her of her.

Beth placed her hands on her hips as she continued sitting on top of the Russian tennis star. Beth looked down at Anna’s face and told her, “you really shouldn’t have started this… now you look really stupid”. Anna certainly felt stupid pinned to the sand with a naked woman sitting on her stomach. Beth told her, “now I am going to find a nice place to relax on this beach and if you dare bother me, I’ll pin you again and beat you ten times worse”. With that she got up laughing with a cheer from the crowd.

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My Last Catfight

I was in a brief catfight this fall. Even though it didn’t turn our quite as intended, I am not sorry I got into it. This had been brewing for some time and it seemed it just needed to happen. She kept on accusing me of having slept with her ex boyfriend. I am petitte, 5’6″, 120lbs, shoulder length brown hair, green eyes.

I fought with Gail at a backyard get together with a “pig roast” theme. Lots of drinking and “hooting” and everyone was dressed to look western. I wore cut-offs, a checkered blouse, boots and a western belt. An appropriate setting for a catfight. Gail was dressed similarly. She is just a little shorter than me, but stocky and strong. She probably outweighs me by 50 pounds (well maybe not that much).

We started just pushing and shoving. People around started to break it up but we both told them to leave us be.

We began slapping at each other and I grabbed her hair and tried to pull her sideways. She gave me a punch to the stomach that was pretty jarring. I moved back away and we started circling each other. I grabbed her blouse and managed to get a solid slap against her face. I then grabbed her on each side of her had and was going to trip her. But she got another punch to my belly and this one was very strong with her weight behind it. It doubled me over and pretty much knocked the wind out of me.

Gail tackled me and we wound up on the ground. She got on top and pinned my wrists. We started yelling at each other and I tried to buck her off but couldn’t. Gail was just too heavy. She continued sitting on my stomach while we yelled back and forth. It seemed like an eternity.

This went on until she pinned my arms with her knees and placed her hands on her hips. She looked quite satisfied. I would’ve given anything to have a free hand to smash her a good one. Instead, she started to belt me in the eye. At this point, our friends broke it up. I was glad.

I had to go to work for the next couple of days with black eye. The guys said it looked “sexy”. Ya sure! See for yourself…..

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Bar Brawl Catfight : Blonde vs. Brunette

Victoria was having a bad night. Dressed to the nines, she found herself at the Scooter Doo throwing back Scotch after having a big argument with her boyfriend at the Press Club dinner. Victoria is a very attractive and elegant brunette in her mid thirties. She stands 5’5” and weighs in at a shapely 120lbs.

Tara was working tables that night and the tips were coming pretty slow. She knew it’d be hard for her to make rent and pay tuition if it kept up like this. Tara is a classic blonde girl next door. She was a gymnast in High School but since getting in to college has not had as much time to work out. Tara is taller than Veronica at 5’7” and weighs about 145lbs. Her work costume of a skirt and apron were pretty clean this evening as there had not been much to do all night.

As the night wore on, Veronica was really knocking back the scotch. As the drinks went down, so did her attitude. She started to get impatient with the staff and become argumentative with other customers. The bartender told her she had enough and this just made her worse. Victoria told him to “bite off” and he then told her to leave. Victoria flatly refused.

Tara came out of the back and told the bartender she would handle it. She turned to Victoria and said, “You really have to go. You have had enough”. Victoria sneered, “why don’t you make me you bitch”. With that Tara grabbed her arm to pull her off the bar stool. But Victoria slapped her with her free hand and sent Tara reeling back. Tara shouted, “so that’s how you want it!”. She charged at Victoria who was now standing. But Victoria was ready and as Tara closed in, Victoria side stepped and her flung her past. Tara went spilling to the floor landing on her stomach. Even though Victoria as drunk, she did not loose her coordination.

Tara got back up and the two women locked up. They began pushing, shoving and slapping at each other. Victoria did get in a surprise punch to Tara’s gut and then charged Tara bearing her to the floor. They rolled over a few times and Victoria managed to get seated astride Tara’s stomach. Tara couldn’t believe she was being pinned to the ground by this older and smaller lady. Tara knew she had to keep her hands free and slapped at Victoria to keep her from getting too comfortable. Once she seemed to focus her attention on grabbing her wrists, Tara planted her feet on the floor and strongly bucked upwards. This was enough to dislodge the woman from on top of her.

Tara jumped up and when Victoria started to climb to her feet, Tara was ready with a kick to her midsection. This caused Victoria to fall backwards. Tara lunged at her and they rolled over and over each other. This time, Tara got Victoria in a leg lock and squeezed with all of her might. Her legs are quite strong.

Victoria was struggling for all she was worth as she tried to twist and wrench Tara’s strong legs from encasing her. But the younger ladies’ thighs were just too powerful. Tara maneuvered Victoria onto her back and sat down hard the smaller lady’s stomach. Victoria let out an “oomph” as she did. She was running out of steam as Tara grabbed her wrists and pinned them to the floor. Victoria tried to buck off the heavier lady but couldn’t get the energy to remove Tara from sitting on her belly, nor could she get her arms free.

When she stropped struggling, Tara pinned Victoria’s shoulders with her knees and looked down at Victoria as she asked, “so who is the bitch now”? Victoria looked up and sneered, “get off me you bitch” which just made Tara start to laugh at her. Tara reached over the table right next to her and grabbed a half full pitcher and a bottle of beer. She l told Victoria, “you really need to cool off.. this is on the house” as she began to pour the beer over Victoria’s face and chest. Victoria sputtered and yelled, “GET THE FUCK OFF ME” as the liquid soaked her face and hair.

Tara continued sitting on her stomach and told Victoria, “I won’t get up until you apologize for acting like an ass”. Tara laughed and started slapping her back and forth and bouncing on her ass on Victoria’s belly. Victoria said, “OK! OK! You win. I am sorry you bitch”. With that Tara laughed and got up. Victoria stood and looked at Tara like she was going to resume. But she seemed to think better of it as she did not want to be pinned down for another beer shower. Victoria grabbed her coat, gave Tara the finger and walked out soaking wet and reeking of beer.

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