Gilmore Girls: Cat Fight

Cat Fight
(Fdom/F, teens, exh, v, TV-parody)
unknown author

***

My senior year at Chilton Prep was going great until my
"sometime friend" and "sometime nemesis" Rory Gilmore
decided to embarrass me.

My name is Paris Geller and although I'm the smarted girl
in the school most of my fellow students don't like me
that much. Don't get me wrong, I have friends, it's just
that Rory isn't one of them. At least not at the moment.

When we were kind of friends and I stayed over at her
place one night due to late work on an assignment, I did
something she said she'd never tell anyone. I guess I can
say it now since it's all over school. I kissed Rory on
the lips. Not just a peck but an open mouthed kiss with
some tongue.

I don't know why I did it, I not gay or anything. I guess
I just had an over powering urge to cover her moth with
mine. Rory's this little fairy princess type who looks
like butterflies might dress her in a forest glen, and
well, I guess I'm sort of attracted to her.

That's what makes it even worse when she told one of my
friends what I'd done, and then of course it flashed all
over the school.

Anyway, as a sort of damage control, and because my
parents were going away for the weekend I decided to have
a pool party to cheer myself up, and to get people over
from school to show everyone that I didn't care.

I invited all the cool kids and most of my friends. I
also got the courage to invite Tristan DuGrey, who is
really handsome and had come back to Chilton for his
senior year after having been kicked out two year before.
I've had a crush on him sense I first met him. Every girl
wanted to be his girl friend. But they had all struck
out. Maybe at the party he would pick me.

For the rest of that week I could barely wait for
Saturday to come. All my friends could do was talk about
my party. Finally no one was talking about my kiss or
Rory.

Friday school day just crawled along. Finally the bell
rang. I headed straight home to get things ready for
Saturday, then went to bed. In the morning I sprang out
of bed and looked out the window, a beautiful day. I had
all the food my friends liked, and mom and dads liquor
cabinet was full. This was going to be a great party.

I put on my new bikini. The suit was bright red. The top
fit perfectly, covering my breasts, but showing off a
nice amount of cleavage. The bottoms were French cut, but
still covered my butt - I never could wear a g-string, it
was just to revealing for me.

The first to arrive were my friends Louise told Madeline.
"Man this party's gona' be a blast." Louise eyed my
bikini. "You're not going to attract Tristan in that."

She turned around to show of her bare ass. She was
wearing a g-string. Her top showing twice as must
cleavage as mine.

"I just can't get used to having that string up my ass,"
I said.

"You get use to it." Louise smiled.

Madeline wore a one piece, French cut like mine. But the
top was cut almost to her belly button. "I hope you don't
turn to quick in that or your tits'll fall out," I
giggled.

*

The party was in full swing. Everyone was having a great
time. The guys were following me and my friends around
like lovesick puppies. I was a little sad that Tristan
hadn't come, but with the booze I was drinking I didn't
care much. Then the doorbell rang.

I opened the door and there stood the guy of my dreams.
"Hi Paris, sorry I'm late, I had to wait for my date."
"Y-your date? Who?"

Then I saw her - Rory Gilmore. My heart sank, it could've
been anyone else, but nooooo it had to be her. She was
dressed in the smallest bikini I'd ever seen.

The g-string bottom, with a patch of cloth that must have
been no more than a 1-inch triangle, barely covering her
pussy. The top had 2 small circles just covering her
nipples. I knew that she'd gotten that last summer when
her and her mother had gone to Europe to celebrate her
acceptance to Harvard. I was livid, the little bitch was
trying to out do me again.

As they walked in, I watched, wondering how she could
possibly staying in it. Her tits bounced up and down, her
hips swaying from side to side. Every guy looked at her
and drooled. Louise came over, "Shit that Rory Gilmore is
one sexy little bitch. I didn't think she had it in her
to wear something like that. You've got your work cut out
for you if you're going to get Tristan away for her."

"Shut up!" I shot back.

The more I watched her the madder I got. She went from
boy to boy, rubbing up against them. When she left one to
go to another, the boy would have a raging hard-on I
could see it. What a change that summer in Europe had
made on Rory, she'd come back a different and confident
person. This just served to make me more upset.

The more I drank madder I got. An hour went by and Rory
looked like she was getting a little drunk too. She sat
down on the pool deck, and grabbed a bottle of suntan
lotion. Holding it high in the air letting the lotion run
down her legs. Then holding one leg up slowly rubbing it
into her skin. She rubbed up to the top of her thigh,
stopping just short of her crotch.

Then I watched as she picked the bottle up again and
squirted lotion all over her breasts, the extra running
down her stomach. She was putting on quite a show for the
boys. She even surprised me when she put both hands
between her breasts and rubbed the lotion in. She ran her
hands down and rubbed her stomach. Tristan was watching
Rory's little sexy display.

"Rory, can I help you with that?" he asked kidding.

"No thanks I've got it," she said, smiling up at him.

I was fuming now, she had the guy of my dreams, and was
taking over my party too. I'd had enough of her prick
teasing display. "Why don't you just fuck every guy here
you slut!!" I yelled at her.

"What's your problem Paris?" Rory looked at me with those
blue eyes of hers.

I yelled, "I'm sick of you. I want you to leave!"

See smiled at me and said, "I don't think so. I'll leave
when MY DATE wants me to leave!"

"I'll tell you one more time to leave or I'll throw you
out!" I yelled, beginning to loose control.

"You don't have the balls Paris," She purred back at me.

She was right I was a chicken. When I turned and looked,
everyone was staring at us. All the boys started make
clucking sounds at me. I looked at Louise and Madeline.
They were making motions at me to go for her.

I took a deep breath, and turned back to Rory. "Are you
leaving?"

She just laughed.

I reach down and grabbed her by the hair and pulled her
to her feet... "Oooch! Let me go you bitch!"

She grabbed at me, and found my top and pulled. Both my
breasts spilled out for everyone to see. The guys were
hooting ... "CATFIGHT" ... Having my breasts bared to
everyone sent my over the edge of common sense. I doubled
up my fists and punched her in the face... SMACK... Her
head snapped back.

She had a puzzled look on her face. I punched her again,
her eyes roller back in her head. I let go of her hair,
and she slumped to the ground.

"Get up you fucking slut!" I kicked her in the side, she
didn't move. I looked back over my shoulder. They were
all standing with their mouths open.

"Get up!" I picked up a drink and threw it in her face.
She coughed and opened her eyes.

"Fuck! You hit me!"

"Good you're awake, when I beat the shit out of you I
want you awake." I grabbed her hair again and started
dragging her around. She had one hand grabbing at her
long auburn hair, the other trying to keep her breasts in
her top.

"What do you think guys? Want to see Rory's naked tits?"

They answered me by chanting, "Skin... skin... skin..."

With one hand holding her hair I reach down for her top.
She slapped at my hand. "No please I'll leave Paris."

"To late." I slapped her across the face, as her hand can
up to block my blows I grabbed her top. Her breasts
sprang out, her nipples were hard little points. She
tried to cover them with her hands.

"What's wrong? Don't you want them to see your tits?"

"Please I'm begging you stop it Paris!"

"How come you stopped drinking Rory?" I grabbed a half
empty bottle of scotch. "Open your mouth."

"No stop it!" Rory clamped her mouth closed.

"Now that's not very friendly. I just want you to have
fun."

I punched her in the stomach, she open her mouth gasping
for air. I jammed the bottle between her lips. Scotch was
running down her breasts but she wouldn't swallow. I
pushed the bottleneck down her throat.

Her reflex action was to try to swallow.

"There that's better you little bitch." I watched as the
bottle empty into her. When I let go of her she fell to
the ground coughing and spitting up scotch.

"Whatdya' think boys, what should we have Rory do next?"
I looked at their faces. They were still in shock at what
I had done. "Well? Can't think of anything? Well, I can.
Bitch! Rub your tits for the nice boys!"

Rory looked up at me and shook her head no.

"I said rub your tits!" I punched her left tit.

"Oooooch! Her hand went up and rubbed her now sore left
tit.

"There that's a good girl. Grab the other one too."

Rory's hands were now rubbing and squeezing her breasts.

"Well boys whatdoa' think? Do you like watching Rory rub
her tits?" I looked at the crotches of their swim trunks,
it looked like they all were getting hard-ons. "Looks
like you do. Pull on you nipples some more, slut!"

Rory stroked her breasts, and pulled at her nipples,
looking up at me in genuine fear.

"Don't stop till I tell you to." I stood threateningly
over her.

Rory nodded, and kept kneading and pulling at her
breasts.

As I watched her submitting to my will, it turned me on.
My secret attraction to her showed in the fact that I was
getting wet looking at her almost naked body so close to
me.

The feeling of domination over my rival was exhilarating.
I looked around at the guys again. Tristan had his hand
in his trunks and was stoking his cock, I was a little
surprised that he hadn't tried to stop me.

"Ok bitch that's enough." I went over and looked into
Rory's eyes. I could tell the booze was starting to get
to her. She just sat there staring straight ahead. Her
nipples were hard as rocks from her forced self-
manipulation, and she was breathing a heavier than she
was earlier. I thought, 'wow she's getting turned on by
my bullying, what a trip.'

"Well, well, looks like she likes rubbing her tits. She's
a dirty little bitch. I think she needs to be punished.
Whatdoa think Madeline?"

"Yeah you're right, punish her," Madeline played along.

I bent down and looked Rory right in the eye. "You need
to be punished don't you?"

Rory's eyes tried to focus on my face, she was now
totally drunk. "B-but shoe made me..." Her words were
slurred. "Nnnno I'll Pleasse yooou...."

"Quite. If anyone here says you shouldn't be punish, I
won't." Rory looked around the pool. "Pleeease sooomone?"
But all the people were looking at the scene before them
and waiting to see what I would do next, no one came to
her rescue.

"Looks like you get punish. Madeline come over here and
hold her."

Madeline grabbed Rory's arms and pulled them behind her
back, making her breasts stick out. I slapped her right
breast, then the left.

"Ooooch stop! PLEASE!"

"You don't want me the use my hand anymore?"

"No more, please."

"Ok I'll use this." I put my foot on Rory's purse, and
ripped the strap handle off of it. It was perfect for
what I had in mind. "May I use this?"

Rory tried again the focus on my hand, and failing. "Yes
use that...."

"Good, if you move it will be worse."

I raised the strap and brought it down across the tops of
her breasts, "Smack!"

Rory being so drunk just barely moved.

"SMACK!"

"SMACK!"

"SMACK!"

Long red lines began to appeared on her breasts. I aimed
lower hitting her across her nipples.

"SMACK!"

Rory let out a little yelp and jumped.

"SMACK!"

"SMACK!"

"SMACK!"

I beat her poor breasts until I was covered with sweat.
The last few blows Rory didn't even move. Her breasts
were now covered with red welts. One nipple was starting
to swell. "You can let her go."

Madeline let go and Rory slumped to the ground. Her hands
rubbing her bruised and battered breasts. She was now
crying.

"Do your tits hurt bitch?"

"Yesss pleasse nooo more..." She rubbed her nipples,
which were still swelling.

"What do you think guys, you want to see her pussy?"

Everyone was still standing still, no one spoke, they
just stared. Then Tristan said softly "Yeah."

"Turn over on your stomach!"

Rory groaned as her breasts mashed against the pool deck.
I grabbed her bottoms and pulled them off. "Now raise
your ass in the air."

Rory struggled to get her knees under her. Finally she
did as I had commanded. Her head and breasts still
resting against the deck.

I looked at her naked ass. It was nice and firm, I patted
it. Tristan let out a low groan.

"Sounds like they like your ass. Now spread you legs."

Rory spread her legs about a foot apart. Her pussy lips
looked like they were shaved. "Wider bitch!" I kicked her
square on her pussy.

"AAAArch." She spread her legs wider. She was shaved!!
Her pussy was smooth; it looked just a thin line. She had
no pussy lips at all. I reached between her legs and ran
my finger along her slit.

Rory moaned as I slid my finger into her. "You like that
don't you?"

Rory answered me in a little girl's voice. "Yes momma."

"I'm not your... Yes I'm your mother. Do you want me to
stop?"

"No," Rory was so drunk now, that I think she didn't even
know where she was, or that we were performing for all
the in kids at school. I was really enjoying my role as
tormentor as I put both my hands on her. I spread her
pussy looking for her clit.

"Spread wider."

"I can't."

"Sure you can," I pushed down with my free hand on her
hips.

"Oooooch, that hurts momma."

"Don't be a baby," I slapped her on the ass. Rory's legs
were now spread as far as I dared make her. I looked
between her legs and saw it. Her clit was just peeking
out of the top of her slit. "Do you want me to rub you
clit Rory?"

"Yes momma Please," She mumbled in near delirium.

With one hand I spread her pussy, with the other I played
with her clit. As I rubbed, it swelled and grew to twice
the size and stood out into plain view. I was amazed at
the size of it. It was almost an inch long, and as round
as my thumb. I grabbed it between my index finger and
thumb. I rolled and pulled it.

"OOOOOOOOOh!!" Rory tried to move her hips. But I pushed
down on her ass.

"Does that feel good?"

"Oh yes."

I quickly stopped. Rory groaned, "NO don't stop." She
reached up to her pussy.

I slapped her hand. "No, not yet you little bitch." I
traced her asshole with my finger. Rory's ass cheeks
quivered. "Does that feel good?" I was making small
circles around her anus.

"Yes, more, don't stop."

I leaned down and blew on her asshole.

Rory giggled, "That tickles momma."

I put the tip of my finger in. I knew how much I enjoyed
it when I stuck my finger in my ass. And she looked like
she was too. I worked my finger in and out. "Faster momma
pleeeease."

"Does your mother do this to you?"

"You know you do, quit teasing me."

I heard a gasp from behind me. They were shocked at this
admission. I slid a second finger in.

"Yeeees..."

I finger-fucked her ass slowly. I pulled my fingers out,
her asshole quickly closed tight. I watched the puzzled
look on Rory's face. "Don't stop."

"No you can finish up dear. On your back."

Rory rolled over on her back. Her tits were now turning
black and blue, her nipples looked swollen and sore. She
wasn't completely shaved, she had and small strip of
auburn hair on top.

I grabbed her the ankles and pulled her legs toward her
head. "Louise get over here and help me." I had an idea.
I had seen it in one of me dad's dirty magazines. A
picture of a girl with her legs crossed behind her head,
playing with herself.

"Grab her arms, and pull them through her legs."

Louise pulled on Rory's arms and I bent her left leg
behind her shoulder.

Rory look up at me with glazed eyes, "What are you doing
mommy?"

"Nothing, just having some more fun."

"Oh..." Rory giggled, hiccupping a few times. I bent her
right leg around her right shoulder. I grabbed the strap
that I whipped her with, and tied her ankles behind her
head. Rory looked like a sexy pretzel.

"Well what do you think guys, like it?" I turned to face
them.

All of the guys in the crowd were obviously aroused. I
could see bulges in swim trunks for as far as the eye
could see. "I see you guys approve," I smiled. This party
was becoming even better than I'd imagined.

Stepping near Rory, I slid my finger along her pussy
slit. "Why don't you play with yourself?" I suggested.

Rory's hands went to her pussy, spreading her lips and
stroking her clit.

"Do you want me to play with your asshole Rory?"

Rory's eyes had a clouded look as she tried to think.

Not waiting I ran my finger up and down between her ass
cheeks.

Rory giggled. "Stop that, it tickles."

I slid one finger in her ass.

"Oooooh mommy that feels sooo good," Rory was rolling her
clit between her fingers and moaning.

I worked a second finger in, gently fucking her ass.

"YES DEEPER!"

My own pussy was sopping wet now. I had to admit that
this pretty little bitch really did have an exceptional
body. I slid my free hand in my bikini bottoms, and
rubbed my own burning clit, forgetting that we were on
public display.

My body was on fire watching Rory ramming three finger in
and out of her pussy, and twisting and pulling her huge
clit. I needed two hands - I took my fingers out of
Rory's ass.

"No don't stop," she moaned.

I grabbed the empty scotch bottle. Pushed the tip of it
to Rory's ass. "Here you do it." I took her right hand
and put the bottle in it. Rory pushed the neck into her
ass. "Yeeeesssss." She wrapped both hands around the
bottle a fucked her ass.

I pulled my top off, and stepped out of my bottoms. I sat
down with my legs spread, burying one hand in my pussy.
The other squeezing one breast than the other as I
watched Rory's obscene display.

Then Rory had picked up the pace. She was fucking her
asshole with brutal force now. She was pushing the bottle
deeper. Rory's clit jumping up and down with each thrust.

I now had four fingers in my pussy trying to keep pace
with Rory's thrusts. "Push it deeper Rory." I commanded.

Rory stopped fucking herself and push hard. I watch as
her ass opened up and the bottleneck began to disappear
up her ass.

"Good girl, push harder."

"But it hurts," she moaned in pain.

"It'll stop if you push harder."

Rory's arms strained, as she pushed harder. The whole
neck of the bottle was now buried in her.

"Come on you can do it."

Tears were running down Rory's face. "I can't it's too
big." But she kept pushing at it harder until the large
part of the bottle began to sink into her ass. "It hurts
please let me stop momma."

"You don't want to disappoint me do you?"

"No, but it hurts," she hiccupped hysterically.

"But your almost there," I encouraged her.

Rory kept pushing; the wide part of the bottle kept
sliding in now. "Is that enough momma? Please let it be."

"Yes. Now fuck yourself."

Rory groaned as she slowly began fucking her ass in
earnest.

I was amazed that she could take it that deep. As her
action increased Rory's ass began to loosing up so she
could fuck the bottle faster.

The sight of Rory ramming her ass with and empty scotch
bottle was more than I could take. My body tensed, and I
screamed as my cum gushed out onto the cool decking.

Rory screamed, "Oh gad! I'm close momma! Oh god momma,
I'm gonna cum!"

I grabbed the bottle from her hand and fucked her hard
and furiously. Rory's face showed her approaching orgasm.
I pushed even more of the bottle up inside of her.

Then I put my hand on the bottom, and pushed with all my
might.

Rory screamed in pain as the whole bottom vanish up her
ass. I started slapping her clit as she dug her fingers
deeper into her cunt. Rory's whole body glistened with
sweat. "Take it out!! TAKE IT OUT!! PLEEZE!!"

I pulled on both of her swollen nipples. Rory's body
jerked and jumped. "OH FUCK!!!"

She came like a freight train. I'd never even imagined
that someone could cum so hard. Her body jerked and
bucked, she screamed so loud that she looked like she
would pass out at any moment. Her cum was running down to
puddle under her.

I stood up and watched her cum for more than a minute
thrashing around uncontrollablely on the pool decking.
When she finally stopped, the bottle came shooting out of
her ass, breaking as it rolled along the ground.

As I stood there a thought came to mind. What was I going
to tell her when she sobered up. Her ass was sure to be
sore. And her tits were swollen and bruised. I turned to
ask the crowd what to do. They were all gone. Just
puddles of cum where they had been standing.

Great now what? I pulled an almost unconscious Rory to a
sitting position and hurriedly dressed her in her bikini.
I dragged her into the house and put her on the couch.

She came-too six hours later. She groaned and looked down
at her breasts. "God what happen?" See lurched into the
room. "Look at me Paris, my tits are all bruised."

"Weeeell, you fell on the wet pool decking, yeah that's
what happen. You'd had to much to drink and fell down."

"But my ass hurts too."

"Weeeell... when you fell you pulled the picnic table
down on you and it hit you in the butt."

Rory shook the cobwebs from her head. "If the table hit
my butt why does my, um, well... my ass-hole hurt?"

"You must have bruised it too."

"Yeah, you're right I guess. Where is every body?"

"Well when you fell they got scared and left. You didn't
look too hurt to me so I put you on the couch."

"You're a good friend Paris thanks for helping me."

"Your welcome." I smiled at her.

She got up and walked slowly to the door rubbing her sore
breasts, and stuck her finger between her ass cheeks and
rubbed her sore asshole.

"Do you need me to drive you home?"

"No you've done enough, thanks." Rory open the door.

I called out, "Maybe you and me can get together next
week?"

"Sure that would be fun."

As she closed the door I thought... Yeah it'll be fun all
right.

The End