My new girlfriend
By Angry Bald Guy
A regular guy meets the girl of his dreams.eventually.

Let's face it guys, relationships are tough in the best circumstances.  
If most of your fantasies involve hot chicks trying to beat the shit out 
of each other they are even tougher.  My name is Kurt and this is my 
dilemma.  Finding a beautiful, sexy, athletic woman who loved me enough 
to fight for me.  Fat chance, huh?  This is the story of my attempt to 
find that woman.  

My story begins with Sonja.  Sonja was gorgeous.  Five foot six and a 
buck seventeen, long blond hair, stunning face and a body to die for.  
Her legs were long and lean with well-defined muscles that formed a 
perfectly round ass at the top.  She had washboard abs that ended at 
small beautiful breasts.  She had good shoulders and well developed 
arms.  She worked out almost every day and it really showed.  Sonja was 
kind of a bitch but that was part of what attracted me to her.  She 
loved to intimidate other women.  She pushed around co-workers, friends 
even strangers whenever she could get away with it.  I secretly wished 
it would one day get her in trouble. 

About three months ago my wish came true.  Sonja and I had been dating 
about six months when this new girl started working as a waitress in the 
restaurant where Sonja bartends.  Her name was Claire and she was the 
first girl to work there that not only rivaled Sonja in the looks 
department, she refused to be intimidated by her.  Claire was very 
pretty in a girl next door kinda way.  She was tall, about five-nine, 
and weighed about a hundred and thirty pounds.  She had a lean, hard 
body with full, firm, melon sized breasts.  She looked like she was 
really strong and was not about to put up with any of Sonja's crap.  
Sonja hated her almost immediately.  

Claire became Sonja's favorite subject to bitch about.  Claire flirted 
too much, Claire wouldn't do her work, Claire was lazy, and Claire was a 
slut.  What it boiled down to was that Claire wouldn't do what Sonja 
told her to do and it drove Sonja crazy.  Sonja had been at the 
restaurant for two years and she thought she was in charge.  Claire was 
the first person to stand up to her imagined authority.  Sonja was 
constantly threatening to kick Claire's ass. 

This situation of course got my deviant little mind to working overtime.  
I knew if I could get Claire and Sonja alone in the right situation I 
could instigate a confrontation.  I started hanging around when Sonja 
closed a lot more to see if anything would happen.  I would take Sonja 
out to places I had heard Claire liked to hang to try and get them 
going.  I even considered asking Claire out in order to get things 
started but I was afraid Sonja would just dump me and nothing would 
happen.  When it finally did happen I was taken completely by surprise 
and was completely unprepared for the result. 

I came home from the office one evening to find that Sonja had picked up 
a shift at work and was not at home.  I had been puttering around the 
house for about half and hour when there was a knock at the door.  I 
opened it and was shocked to see Claire standing on my front porch.  She 
looked like she had just left the gym.  She was wearing short red 
spandex shorts that showed her legs to great advantage.  Her incredible 
breast were struggling to escape the tiny white sports bra she was 
wearing, the fact that her nipples were clearly visible trough the 
fabric on such a hot day indicated that she was excited about something.  
Her shoulder length brown hair was pulled back in a ponytail.  Her 
entire body glistened with a fine sheen of sweat. 

"Hi," she said as I stood there in shock, "mind if I come in?" 

I stepped aside and let her in silently, still to shocked to speak.  As 
she walked by I noticed how flat her belly was and how perfect her ass 
looked in those spandex shorts.  I finally managed to stammer out 
"Claire, what are you doing here?" 

She looked a little hurt by my reaction.  But she composed herself and 
brought a sweet smile back to her lips.  "I wanted to talk to you and I 
knew Sonja was at work today.  I've seen you looking at me a lot lately, 
and some of the people at work told me told me you were asking about me.  
I know you live with Sonja but I think you're kinda cute and funny and 
since Sonja hates me anyway I thought I would just come over here and 
take my chances." 

Now I was really flabbergasted.  I've always considered myself an 
average looking guy.  Not really ugly but not handsome by any stretch of 
the imagination.  I had always been kind of amazed that Sonja had gone 
out with me and now, it looked like I could have Claire too if I wanted 
her.and I would be crazy not to want her. 

I sat down and motioned for her to do the same.  I sat there for a few 
minutes, stunned, trying to organize my thoughts.  I looked at Claire 
and she seemed a little apprehensive.  Like what I said next might be 
important.  When I finally did speak, I could not believe the words that 
came out of my mouth. 

"Claire, I think you are a very pretty, very sweet girl, and I'd love to 
go out with you.  But if you really want me, you'll have to fight Sonja 
for me." 

Claire sat there looking a little stunned herself.  After a moment she 
looked as if she was about to say something when the door opened and 
Sonja walked into the house.  She was carrying her work clothes and 
wearing a pair of flat sandals, her shortest, tightest, pair of cutoff 
jeans and a tight white half tank with no bra.  Her long wavy blond hair 
hung loose around her shoulders.  I don't think I'd ever seen her look 
better. 

She smiled at me and said "Hi, it turns out I didn't have to work 
tonight," Then she saw Claire and her pretty features turned to a look 
of pure hatred.  "What he fuck Is that bitch doing here?" 

Before I could answer her, Claire stood up and walked right over to her 
and said, "I came over to ask your boyfriend out.  He needs a woman who 
is not such a cunt.  What do you want to do about it?" 

Sonja looked shocked, I don't think she could believe Claire was being 
so aggressive.  They stood there, hands on their hips, inches apart and 
I compared the two.  Claire was a little taller and heavier, her arms 
and legs were a little larger than Sonja's.  The blond, however, was 
more defined, with well-peaked biceps and a perfect six pack of abs.  
She looked like she was in better shape.  Just when it looked like Sonja 
would answer the brunette's question; Claire slapped her right across 
the face. 

Sonja backed up a step and Claire attacked.  Grabbing a hand full of 
blond hair in her left hand, she began to slap scratch and punch with 
her right.   She quickly backed the smaller girl up against the wall.  
Claire nailed her with another hard slap the face the smacked her with a 
backhand across the mouth.  The brunette buried her fist in Sonja's left 
breast then hit her with two hard punches to the blonde's hard belly 
followed by a knee to the crotch.  She clinched her small fist and 
nailed Sonja with one more big right directly in the nose before 
grabbing two handfuls of hair and throwing her roughly to the floor. 

Sonja was on her hands and knees sobbing while Claire stood over her 
with her hands on her hips breathing heavily.  She kicked the blonde in 
the ribs and screamed at her, "You've been treating me like shit since I 
started working with you, you treat everyone we work with like they were 
shit," another kick to the ribs.  "You treat Kurt like shit and when I'm 
done beating the shit out of you, I'm going to fuck him in half." 

Claire reached down and grabbed two handfuls of blonde hair to lift 
Sonja to her knees.  Sonja was hurt but she wasn't finished.  She 
slammed her right hand into the brunette's crotch.  The bigger girl 
squealed and loosened her grip on the blonde so Sonja balled her right 
fist and nailed her with two more hard punches right in the pussy.  
Claire's hands went between her legs to ease her pain and Sonja grabbed 
her by the hair and slammed her face first into the floor.  

My girlfriend was still to hurt to follow up on her momentary advantage 
and sank back to her hands and knees, trying to catch her breath.  
Claire rolled over on her back, one hand holding her wounded womanhood, 
the other on her forehead where it had impacted the floor.  They stayed 
like this for a few minutes until Sonja sat back on her heels and glared 
at me for a moment.  There was a little blood streaming from her nose 
and lips and she looked very angry, and not just at Claire.  The 
brunette must have seen her move because she also rose to her knees and 
looked at Sonja.  On some unheard signal they lunged for each other, 
grabbing handfuls of hair. 

The pair fell to one side and began to roll around on the floor, 
fighting like wild animals.  This fight might have started over me but 
it was about something else now.  These girls just really hated each 
other and they wanted to destroy each other.  The were trading punches, 
slaps, gouges, scratches, kicks, knees and even headbutts.  The fight 
went back and forth like this for about four minutes until Claire 
managed to pin the smaller girl to the floor and straddle her.  She then 
pulled the blonde's tank up over her head, tying up her arms with it. 

Claire held the tank top around Sonja's arms with her left hand and 
pulled her right fist back to pound it into her rival's face.  I thought 
my girlfriend was done for when she suddenly bucked her hips wildly, 
dislodging Claire from her perch and suddenly rolled the bigger girl 
over on her side.  Sonja quickly freed her arms from her shirt and 
tossed it aside as both girls got back to their knees.  The brunette 
launched a punch at her rival that bounced off the angry blonde's abs.  
She tried to follow it with a right to the head that the blonde blocked 
then caught tying up the brunette and slammed two hard rights of her own 
into Claire's stomach, doubling the bigger girl over.  Sonja then 
grabbed two handfuls of brown hair and slammed Claire's face into the 
floor twice. 

Sonja sat on her heels, trying to catch her breath while she continued 
to grind Claire's face in the floor.  Claire must have been dazed 
because she just laid there and took it.  The blonde finally decided to 
end it and pulled the sports bra over Claire's head tying up her arms.  
She then lifted her rival's head by the hair and shoved her over on her 
back.  Sonja slowly climbed up Claire's body until she was straddling 
her waist and began to slam the girl's head into the floor over and over 
again.  The brunette's big tits were bouncing all over the place and 
this seem to infuriate Sonja as she released her hair and began to bury 
her small fists into her rivals melons. 

By this time Claire was sobbing uncontrollably and begging Sonja to stop 
hitting her.  Sonja stopped for a moment and looked down into Claire's 
eyes.  She spoke softly in an icy voice.  "If I ever see you again, I 
swear, I'll kill you."  I thought the fight was over and then Sonja 
started punching Claire wildly again in the face and body until the big 
girl stopped moving.  She was out cold. 

Sonja stood up slowly and looked down at her victim with her hands on 
her hips.  She looked magnificent.  I had never been so turned on in my 
life.  My sexy, topless girlfriend standing over the girl she had fought 
for my affection was just incredible.  I walked over to her and she 
slowly tuned and punched me right in the nose.  

"You set this up didn't you, you bastard.  You wanted to see a catfight 
to fulfill some sick male fantasy of yours.  I hope you enjoyed it." 

I was starting to feel a little sorry for Claire, Sonja hit hard.  Just 
as I thought this whole thing was going to backfire on me Sonja grabbed 
my head and kissed me hard on the mouth.  It was an angry passionate 
kiss and she pushed me back on the couch and quickly slipped out of her 
shorts.  I was already as hard as a steel rod and quickly pulled off my 
pants.  I was surprised at how hot and wet Sonja was as she violently 
impaled herself on me and began riding me like I was a wild horse.  The 
sex was short and violent as I mauled her breast and she bit my tongue 
so hard she drew blood.  Sonja screamed out her orgasm just seconds 
before I came and she immediately rolled off me and walked to the 
bathroom on shaky legs.  I just sat there and looked down at Claire, who 
I had momentarily forgotten all about, she was just now coming around.  

Sonja came out of the bathroom wearing her robe.  She looked at me with 
a dead stare and told me to "get this bitch out of my sight."  I did as 
I was told. 

I drove Claire home in her car.  She cried the entire time and didn't 
say a word.  She ran immediately into her apartment when we got there.  
I didn't speak to her again for a long time. 

I caught a cab back to my house, only to find I had been locked out.   
Sonja wouldn't answer the door or the phone and my keys were in the 
house so I had to take the cab over to my buddy Tom's house and spend 
the night there. 

I seemed to have lost my old girlfriend, and the girl who might have 
been my new one in one vicious fight. I guess I just couldn't leave well 
enough alone.  Anyway, it might have been worth it. Like I said, 
relationships are hard.