Playboy Playmate Catfight
by John J.  - email: jjcatfights@yahoo.com
Alesha Oreskovich vs. Neriah Davis


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Alesha Oreskovich vs. Neriah Davis

Just before Halloween, Hef threw another of his Playmate parties. As usual, a
house full of gorgeous blondes, brunettes and redheads showed up. Tempers
flared as the evening progressed and some of the Playmates got into heated
arguments with some others. As happened at almost every Playmate event, Cady
Cantrell and Neriah Davis got into each other's face. They just glared
contemptuously as each other and acted like they were ready to swing, but
neither actually started a fight that night.

Cady spotted Alesha Oreskovich a number of times during the evening. Cady
watched her and sized her up. Cady got a nasty smirk on her face as she
watched the raven haired beauty go by. Cady watched where she went and
positioned herself properly. Cady sat and waited. When she spotted that Alesha
began to approach, Cady turned away and began to talk into the phone.

"No, no..... Well, yeah. That's what I heard.... No, I don't know for sure.
Yes, yes. I heard Alesha had signed up with Hustler for some photo shoots and
that she told Hef to 'go screw himself.' Yeah, yeah.... No, I'm not sure. I
just heard it all from Neriah."

Cady put down the phone and turned. She acted shocked to see Alesha there.

Cady blushed.

Alesha said, "What the hell was all that about, blondie?"

Cady said blushing, "Nothing. Hey, I'm sorry, Alesha. I just heard some news
from Neriah, that's all."

Alesha said, "Well, don't you fucking tell anybody else or I'll knock your
damn blonde head off. Got it?"

Cady blushed, "Yeah, sure. Hey, I'm sorry if you're upset."

Alesha stormed off to go find Hef and/or Neriah. When Alesha was out of range,
Cady laughed hysterically. She smiled to herself.

"Oh, well. Whichever of them wins, I know Alesha will give Neriah a rough
fight, and she'll be easy pickings for me."

Alesha stormed off and found Hef.

She stopped in her tracks and asked cautiously, "Have you seen Neriah lately?"

Hef looked at her, "No, not for a while. I don't think I've talked to her all
night."

Alesha smiled, "OH, great! And don't believe a thing she says. It's all lies.
I'll beat the truth out of that blonde tramp. I want you to set up a fight for
me with that little bitch!"

Hef looked puzzled, "What are you talking about?"

Alesha said, "Nothing. I just heard that little bitch said some lies about me,
and I want to adjust her attitude!"

Hef sighed, "OK. Done. You two can fight it out on Saturday. I'll arrange to
have it video taped as usual."

Alesha smiled, "Terrific. I'll teach that blonde bitch."

A while later, Hef ran across Neriah.

He said, "Neriah, glad I found you. You're fighting on Saturday night at the
mansion."

Neriah looked surprised at him. "I am? Against who?"

Hef said, "Alesha Oreskovich. And she's awfully pissed at you. Whatever you
said about her really got her steamed."

Neriah didn't understand what he meant.

"I don't know what you're talking about. I haven't even spoken her name in I
don't know how long."

A little later in the party, Neriah ran across Alesha.

The blonde sneered at her brunette rival, "I don't have a problem with you
honey, but if you're looking for a fight, you're gonna get your little
playmate ass kicked. Don't screw with me, if you don't want trouble."

Alesha fired back, "Well, I have a problem with you! I don't take lies or
threats lightly. You just better watch it, your blonde ass is the ass that's
gonna be kicked, not mine."

As the argument flared between Neriah and Alesha, Cady Cantrell spotted it.

She worried that Alesha would say too much and the two beauties would figure
out that she set them up. Cady nudged Heather Kozar and pointed out the two
arguing playmates. Heather quickly bolted over to separate the two beauties.
Cady laughed as Heather sent Neriah one direction and Alesha the other,
putting the argument to an end. Cady sighed with relief.

The next few days were stressful at the Playboy mansion. Neriah and Alesha
didn't speak to each other, they only shot dagger-like glares at each other at
every opportunity.

The upgrades to the wrestling ring hadn't been completed yet so it was
unavailable for the fight. With Hef's approval, Alesha challenged Neriah to an
apartment-style catfight. She accepted and countered that they should wear
sexy dresses, g-strings, stockings and stiletto heels. Alesha agreed and the
fight was set.

Fight night arrived and the usual group of guests and interested Playmates
took their seats. Instead of the usual ring, octagon or oil pit, the arena had
been enlarged and decorated as an apartment. There was a large central
fighting area which was carpeted. It was surrounded by a couple of tables with
lamps, a large sofa and several chairs. Any and all of those obstacles could
be used during the fight to throw the other woman into or over, or as a
weapon.

Alesha got her introduction first. She walked out and took her place on one
side of the living room arena. She modeled and showed off her body. After
several wiggles and giggles she settled down and took her place, anxious to
get into the fight. She was dressed in a white halter-style knee-length dress,
with long sensuous slits up the legs and a low-plunging neckline.

Neriah was next. She strutted out sexily and went to the opposite side of the
arena. She also modeled and showed off for her fans. She gyrated and wiggled
and got lots of whistles and catcalls. Neriah was also anxious to get to
business, so she cut the gyrations short and took her place for the fight. She
had chosen a similarly-styled halter-type dress to Alesha's, except that her
outfit was red instead of white.

Hef walked to the middle of the arena and raised his hand, calling for quiet.

"OK, ladies, this is a nothing barred catfight to the finish. The fight will
be ended by either a knockout or a submission. The referee will be Heather
Kozar."

Heather stepped into the middle of the arena.

"Ladies, I'm just here to count. On my whistle come out fighting. May the best
woman win."

At that, Heather blew the whistle, and the two wildcats moved in toward each
other across the apartment arena. They moved cautiously and carefully as they
locked up in the middle of the arena.

As if on instinct, four hands instantly latched onto hair and a fierce
hairpulling struggle began. The two voluptuous bodies bobbed and weaved as
they staggered across the room. Both women probed and searched for an opening
that would allow her to topple her adversary and gain control of the fight.
The strange dance went on for over a minute as both beauties tugged violently
on her rival's long hair. The stalemate was broken when Neriah lost her
footing on the carpet.

That gave Alesha just enough of an opening to force the blonde back. Neriah
knew that she was going to go down. She immediately released Alesha's hair and
grabbed a secure hold of Alesha's dress, right at the plunge of the neckline.
Alesha gave another hard tug, and Neriah went down hard to the floor. Neriah
had a solid hold of the dress though, and the material tore down the front as
the blonde went down. The dress didn't completely come off, but all that was
left was a torn mess that barely covered Alesha's back.

Alesha barely kept her balance as the dress tore, but she stayed up on her
feet. Neriah rolled and got to her knees quickly, only to be downed by a high
heel to the face that bloodied her nose. Neriah groaned as she rolled and
checked her nose.

Alesha went right after her and hauled the blonde to her feet by the hair.

Alesha set herself to give Neriah a whip, but Neriah reversed it, and sent
Alesha sailing into the sofa where she hit hard, going right over the back and
landing with a thud on the floor. Neriah leaped over the sofa and landed
perfectly, nailing Alesha in the tits with her knees. Alesha cried out in pain
as her tits took the abuse.

Neriah ground her knees into Alesha's tits for a few moments before she got
up. She hauled the raven haired beauty to her feet and slammed her face into
the sofa a few times to soften her up a little. Alesha finally blocked a slam
and returned the favor. Now, Neriah found her own damaged face being slammed
into the sofa. Alesha did that a few times before she flipped Neriah over the
sofa and back to the middle of the arena.

Before Alesha was able to get to Neriah, the blonde was on her way up again.
The two tigresses faced off again, this time with their fists raised. Alesha
faked a punch to the face, which Neriah blocked but in doing so, she left
herself open to the real attack, a solid left to the tits. Neriah yelped as
her boob was crushed against her ribcage.

Neriah backed up as Alesha continued to pound her tits with a flurry of
punches. Neriah landed several counter punches to Alesha's face and body but
they didn't slow the brunette's attack in the slightest. Neriah soon found
herself trapped against the wall as Alesha continued her attack.

Then Neriah saw an opening! Alesha wound up for another big tit punch but she
left herself wide open. Neriah lashed out with her high heeled foot and caught
Alesha with a kick to the pussy. Alesha screeched in pain as she went down
clutching herself. Compassion was the furthest thing from Neriah's mind as she
hauled Alesha to her feet by the hair. Neriah shoved her against the wall and
held Alesha with one arm across he throat, while she pounded her pussy with
the other. Pain seared through Alesha's body as each blow from Neriah
magnified the pain she already felt.

Alesha was desperate and swung her fists wildly. One caught Neriah in the jaw
and her choke hold weakened as the blonde was staggered by the blow.

That was just enough for Alesha to pry Neriah's arm away from her throat.

She gave Neriah another kick to buy herself some time to recover. Neriah was
stunned by the turn-around and took a moment to regroup as well. By that time,
Alesha had gotten her second wind and was ready. Neriah angrily charged the
raven-haired beauty but Alesha spun and rolled as Neriah charged. Neriah
sailed past her, missing her target entirely. On the upswing, Alesha gave the
blonde a kick in the ass that sent her into the wall.

Alesha continued her spin and got up quickly to go after the blonde again.

As Alesha approached, Neriah yelled and lashed out with a backfist to the jaw
that made Alesha see stars for a moment. When Alesha came back to reality, she
realized that her mouth was a bloody and that Neriah was moving in on her.
Alesha backed away as Neriah approached. The blonde threw some wild punches
which Alesha easily dodged. Neriah lashed out with another wild punch and this
time Alesha made her pay for it with a hard jab to her bruised and battered
tit. Neriah yelped in pain and backed off. Alesha gave chase and pinnned the
blonde against the wall again. With Neriah trapped, Alesha tore at her dress
until she ripped it completely off. Neriah retaliated and soon both beauties
were left in only their g-string panties and high heels. Neither dress allowed
for a bra, so without the dresses both were now topless.

Alesha wrapped the torn and tattered dress around Neriah's neck and started to
squeeze and pull. Neriah quickly realized what Alesha was up to, and she did
the same. Neriah wrapped Alesha's dress around her neck as well. Soon, the two
battlers were toe-to-toe and tit-to-tit with their dresses wrapped around each
other's throats as they tried to suffocate the other woman with her own dress.

Alesha managed to gain a little leverage as she pulled to the side. Neriah was
surprised by that move and went down. Alesha quickly took a position atop
Neriah and began to choke the blonde with the dress again. Neriah sought to
regain her choke hold as well but her position didn't allow for it. She
quickly realized that she couldn't gain a solid chokehold. Neriah began to get
light headed from the lack of oxygen. She did all she could as she pounded her
fists into Alesha's delicate feminine mounds repeatedly. Alesha squeezed
tighter as she tried to choke out the blonde, but Neriah wouldn't stop her
punches. Soon, Alesha had to roll off and release her choke. She rubbed her
wounded tits.

Neriah rolled away as well to catch her breathe. The fierce, non-stop combat
stopped momentarily as the two wildcats licked their wounds and got their
second wind to continue the fight. Neither wanted to stop for long, each knew
they were also giving their rival time to recover. As if by a silent
agreement, both got up and they faced off again. Although both women's bodies
were now bruised, sore and a little bloody, neither was willing to give up the
fight to the other woman. They circled and watched as they both looked for an
opening to attack.

Neriah saw her chance and lunged at Alesha. Alesha saw her move and she spun,
lashing out with the high-heeled foot. Alesha caught Neriah perfectly in the
jaw with a spin kick. Her head snapped to the side as the kick landed flush.
The blonde lurched to the side and sprawled against the sofa. If she had been
a little closer, she would have gone over the sofa and onto the floor, but she
remained on the sofa. Alesha jumped at Neriah. They struggled as each tried to
gain a solid hold of the other. Alesha had the superior position on top.
Neriah got a foot into position though and kicked the raven-haired beauty off
her.

Alesha hit the floor hard, slightly stunned. Neriah got up off the sofa and
lunged at her adversary. Neriah jumped on top of Alesha and started to choke
her. Neriah quickly shifted positions and pressed her big, beautiful tits onto
Alesha's face to smother her with them. She held Alesha's head as she covered
her face with her tits. She thought she had Alesha beaten.

Suddenly, Neriah felt pain surge through her body and mostly her tits. She
screamed in pain as Alesha bit down on her tit. Neriah got up and quickly
backed away to check the damage to her boob. Neriah could see no damage and
she looked up just in time to see Alesha charging at her. Alesha nailed Neriah
in the tits with a dropkick. She sailed backwards, onto and over the sofa onto
the floor behind it. Neriah groaned as she struggled to get up, only to get
put down again as Alesha leapt over the sofa and splashed her into the floor.

Alesha reached out and grabbed at Neriah's full, round tits. She squeezed,
pulled and scratched at the already damaged tender globes. Neriah yelped in
pain but she returned the favor and dug her fingers into Alesha's boobs even
worse. She raked her nails across the tits and left four deep, red, bloody
scratches across Alesha's boobs and cleavage. Alesha screamed and scrambled
off the blonde. But Alesha was up quickly and she was furious! Neriah rolled
and started to get up, only to be met with a swift kick to the pussy from the
toe of Alesha's high heel shoe. She cried out in pain as she slumped to the
floor in agony.

Alesha hairpulled Neriah to her feet, then viciously tossed the blonde over
the sofa again. Neriah's legs dangled over the back of the sofa, her back
rested on the pillows, her head and neck unsupported. Alesha clamped her long
sexy legs around Neriah's neck and used the sofa to choke the blonde with her
legs. Alesha demanded that Neriah surrender, which got a reply of, "Go to
hell!" from Neriah. Alesha showed a mean streak as she clamped on a pussy claw
in addition to the scissors. Neriah cried in pain as both her neck and crotch
came under attack. Again, Alesha demanded she surrender but Neriah told her
to, "fuck off!" Alesha got frustrated at her inability to gain a submission
from Neriah with that move. She suddenly released the blonde.

Neriah toppled to the floor gasping as she sucked in air as she tried to get
her breath and strength back. Alesha had no intention of giving her blonde
adversary the luxury of any rest time. Alesha knew that it wouldn't take much
for Neriah to be back in the fight and dishing out the punishment instead of
getting it. Alesha didn't intend to give the blonde that chance. She pulled
Neriah up by the hair and nailed her with a vicious left-right combination to
the face that staggered the big blonde. She followed that with a right to the
face that gave Neriah a certain black eye and put her on the floor.

Heather Kozar moved in fast and started to count, "1... 2... 3... 4..."

Neriah began to roll over as Heather continued, "5... 6..."

Neriah struggled to get to her knees as Heather snapped, "7... 8..."

Neriah barely got up, wobbly, but still on her feet at the count of, "9."

Heather moved away and said, "OK, ladies. Fight!"

Neriah was wobbly and barely together. Alesha easily scooped her up and
slammed her to the floor. She dropped and sat on Neriah's chest, schoolgirl
pinning the blonde. She slapped Neriah's face a few times to get her to pay
attention, then hissed, "I want a fucking apology for what you're saying about
me. And I want it right the hell now, bitch!"

Neriah sobbed, "Apology? Why? For what? What do think I said?"

Alesha hissed, "Wrong answer, slut! Do you want me to knock you out with my
ass? Now, I want a damn apology right now."

Neriah sobbed, "Alright, dammit. I apologize! Now please stop and tell me what
I'm supposed to apologize for. At least tell me that much."

Alesha repeated what Cady said about Neriah telling her about Hustler magazine
and all of it.

Neriah sobbed, "I never said any of that. If I knew something like that, I'd
tell you right to your face, not to other Playmates, or I'd personally tell
Hef."

Alesha sneered, "That's not what Cady said."

Neriah almost laughed through the pain, "Cady? Cady Cantrell?"

She started to laugh a little.

Neriah said, "Alesha honey, you've been scammed. That blonde bitch wanted to
see up rip each other to shreds. She's probably enjoying this whole thing."

Alesha's mind began to spin with everything Neriah had just said. Alesha
looked over at the stands, trying to see if Cady were there watching. She was
so busy with her thoughts she momentarily forgot about the fight and Neriah
reared up and toppled her off.

Neriah hissed, "Don't forget me, bitch! We're still fighting!"

Alesha was stunned as Neriah get up to her feet and right into her face.
Neriah swung a fist at Alesha. Neriah set herself, took aim and fired a big
hook at Alesha's jaw. The raven haired beauty's eyes rolled and went glassy as
she gasped and staggered, then nearly toppled forward just as Neriah landed a
hard right to her left tit. Alesha staggered back further as she reeled from
the blonde's attack. Neriah gave Alesha a hard shove that pushed her into the
wall. Alesha slid down the wall, almost in tears.

Neriah backed away as Heather moved in to start her count. "1... 2... 3...
4... 5..."

Neriah watched with anger as Alesha struggled to her knees and then her feet,
just after the five count.

Neriah quickly grabbed the dazed brunette and clamped on a headlock, which she
turned into a DDT to put Alesha down hard. Neriah wickedly splashed herself
down onto her nearly out adversary, and then dug her razor sharp nails into
her enemy's bruised tits. Alesha cried out, as the pain in her boobs brought
her around again. Alesha retaliated and soon both women's hands were locked
onto delicate tit flesh and sharpened nails dug in, to further the damage.
Soon trickles of blood became visible around all four hands as the new attacks
increased the damage done earlier.

Alesha knew that she was losing the fight now and needed to regain control.
Still trapped under Neriah, she lashed out with her feet and kicked Neriah
squarely in the pussy. Neriah squealed in pain and rolled away. Alesha rolled
onto the blonde and dropped her knee into Neriah's gut. Alesha followed up
quickly as she punched Neriah in the face again. Neriah's damaged eye began to
swell as she took another punch. Neriah got a foot up and kicked Alesha away
before she could punch again and close the eye.

As Neriah rolled away and subdued her pains, she spotted Alesha as she got up
to her knees. Neriah rolled again and kicked. She caught Alesha in the side of
the ribs and the tit with her heels. Alesha moaned in pain as she dropped to
the floor again.

Neriah got up to her feet well before Alesha this time. She grabbed the
raven-haired playmate by the hair and whipped her across the apartment arena.
Alesha tumbled into and over one of the strategically placed tables. The lamp
came down and hit the floor. Neriah charged in. She grabbed and lifted the
table and went to hit Alesha with it, but Alesha rolled away just in time, and
the table crashed to the floor harmlessly.

Neriah moved in to attack again, and Alesha kicked her away to buy herself
some time to rest and recover. Alesha grabbed one of the broken legs from the
table and lunged at Neriah. The two playmates tumbled as Alesha took them both
down. They rolled over repeatedly as they each sought the dominant position.
Alesha secured the top position as the pair nearly rolled into the sofa.
Alesha jammed the table leg against Neriah's throat, and started to choke the
blonde with it.

Neriah struggled to pry the table leg loose, but couldn't. She brought her
arms out and chopped Alesha in the shoulder blades with her hands. Alesha's
grip loosened a little. Neriah set herself and flipped Alesha over. Though
hurt from the choke, Neriah willed herself to get up quickly, and she did.
Neriah was up before Alesha. She hoisted her adversary up and slammed her down
hard onto the broken table. Alesha groaned as her back took the hit. Neriah
stomped Alesha several times in the gut and tits before she stopped and
hoisted her rival to her feet by the hair, and secured a headlock on her.
Neriah held Alesha securely with the headlock and then gave her a bulldog
right back into the table. Alesha rolled in pain and realized that her nose
was busted open and her lip was cut.

Neriah hoisted Alesha up again and whipped her into the back of the sofa.
Neriah lifted her again and dropped her over her own again, as she gave her
adversary a painful backbreaker. Alesha squealed in pain, but that just made
Neriah bend her a little further and little more painfully. Neriah suddenly
retracted her knee and let Alesha fall to the floor in a heap. Neriah secured
Alesha in a grapevine pin position and held her there.

Neriah demanded that Alesha give up. Alesha told Neriah to "go to hell."

Neriah moved up a little and lowered her big, voluptuous tits onto Alesha's
face, and smothered her with them. Alesha screamed and yelled, but Neriah's
tits muffled anything the playmate said.

Neriah held the smother for a while, until Alesha was all but out. Neriah
lifted up a little and asked, "Do you give?"

Alesha sobbed out, "Yes! You win. I quit!"

Neriah sneered, "Well, tough shit! I'm not done with you yet, slut! You should
have quit before, when I was in a better mood."

Alesha just cried as Neriah hoisted her up by the hair and slammed her down on
her back again. Neriah smothered her again, this time with her ass. Neriah
ground her gorgeous, round ass into Alesha's face and suffocated her. Once
again, Neriah stopped just before a knock out.

Neriah hoisted the girl to her feet again and said, "Payback time, slut!"

Neriah held up the girl and hissed, "Next time you go accusing somebody of
something, make DAMN SURE you know what the hell you're talking about! You
might just get your ass kicked again, if you're not careful!"

Alesha was wobbly and barely conscious. Neriah wound up and fired a huge hook
at Alesha's face. Alesha's neck snapped to the side as the punch connected.
Alesha dropped to the floor in a heap, out cold, with a black eye, just like
Neriah's.

As Heather moved in for the count. Neriah hissed, "Now we're even for that
black eye, stupid whore!"

Heather started her count. "1... 2... 3... 4... 5..."

Neriah watched with anger ready to continue, but Alesha hadn't even budged
yet.

"6... 7... 8..."

Alesha was still motionless. "9... 10..."

Heather said, "You're OUT!"

Heather raised Neriah's arm and said, "The winner BY KNOCKOUT! NERIAH DAVIS!"

Neriah paraded and strutted around for her fans. She proudly danced and
wiggled her gorgeous body for everyone to see. She could care less that it was
bruised and bloody from the fight, she'd won, that's all that mattered.

Heather slapped Alesha's face a few times and the raven-haired beauty stirred.
Heather helped Alesha up to her feet and back to her dressing room, which was
in one of the bedrooms of the mansion. Alesha sobbed as she changed clothes
and rubbed her aching body. She knew that she didn't want to tangle with
Neriah ever again. She planned to have a "discussion" with Cady Cantrell as
well some time in the future. She was too bruised and battered to even think
about Cady and the way she set this up right now.

Cady fumed as left the Playboy Mansion arena. She was pissed at Neriah and at
Alesha. Cady fumed, "Here I setup the perfect chance for Neriah to get her ass
kicked, and that stupid Alesha couldn't even put her away!"

Once she had time to savor her victory and change, Neriah got set and prepared
to leave the mansion temporarily. She wanted to get away for a little while to
rest and get her strength back because when she returned, she intended to look
up Cady. She wanted to be in her best shape when she did that. She didn't know
if their "discussion" would turn into a fight or not but she wanted to be
ready, if it did. Just before she left the arena, she took the microphone and
said, "Cady, I know you're in this mansion somewhere! Your little trick didn't
work, bitch! Remember this, bimbo, and remember it well. I don't know when
yet, or where yet, but someday somewhere, your ass is mine!"

Cady listened to the intercom, as she stood in the hallway. Cady smirked as
she said to no one in particular, "Oh, I'm SO SCARED! Come and get me, then!"

The end.