Look what I've found...

Did an exact search for "her red thong" on google and pulled out quite a nice story to read.


Trisha vs Liz

Well, my first match was pretty exciting. I had the items that were smashed during the first battle replaced, but I decided to change the bed. I tossed the old mattress and, well, didn't replace it. The wooden bed frame was all that remained. Besides, who could get possibly get hurt when a mattress is involved?

Word spread of the first match, and people were whispering. Then one day, I returned home from school, and seen a couple of new messages on my message manager. The first was my mom, the second my best friend, and the third...my second match. It was a girl named Trisha. She said she had a fight ready between her and Liz. Trisha had a boyfriend named Louie. Trisha was an A student. They were a tight couple for the past 2 ½ years, then Liz moved in. Liz was a cheerleader, and recently slept with Louie, and Trisha found out about it. Trisha challenged Liz, and Liz accepted. It was on!!

Trisha arrived first. She was 17, and in grade 12. She wore a tight pair of white pants with a black belly shirt. It was easy to see her red thongs underneath those white pants. She had short black hair, hazel eyes, and a medium size set of racks. She was like something out of the Playboy magazine. She sat down and told me the story I told you in paragraph 2. I showed her to the guest room, and that is where she waited.

Liz arrived later. She was also 17 and in grade 12. She wore a pair of red tearaway track pants with a white Nike shirt. She had long black hair, big beautiful blue eyes, and a smaller set of tits then Trisha. The thing is, she had the nicest set of hips/ass I have ever seen. Her ass stuck off just perfectly. She was beautiful. I told her that Trisha was already here, and showed her to, The Bedroom. I then went and got Trisha.

The two girls gathered in the bedroom. Trisha wore the same clothes she wore when she entered the house. Liz on the other hand, tore her track pants off, and removed her shirt. She now wore a pair of tiny white silk panties which barely reached the crack off her ass, with no bra.

"This is what your boyfriend really wants!" Liz said.
"Fuck off you fuckin' whore!!"

After uttering the threat, Trisha charged Liz and speared her back into the wall. The impact was enough to leave a hole in the wall. Liz's mouth was wide open, and she let out a cry of pain. Trisha let her fall to the floor. However, that didn't happen. Liz just sat there in the wall. She was stuck in the wall, trying to hold her back. Trisha went over and pulled her out of the hole via her hair. She pulled her to the middle of the floor and gave her an uppercut. Liz's eyes traveled to the back of her head and she hit the floor with a thud. Trisha meant business. Liz lay there motionless, spread eagle, but beautiful at the same time. Trisha went over and sat on Liz's stomach.

"So this is what my boyfriend likes huh?"

Trisha then began to nipple twist Liz until Liz started to squirm. Trisha then got up and lifted Liz up to her feet as well. Liz stood there with her hands dangling by her side, and a trickle of blood flowing down her lip. Trisha kicked Liz in the stomach, and Liz doubled forward. Trisha placed Liz's head between her thighs and just stood there. Trisha glanced down and noticed Liz's tight little silk white panties. She reached down and started to rub Liz's ass, and Liz didn't retaliate. Trisha was taking too long, and Liz made her pay. Liz used her legs to stand upright, with Trisha on her back, facing Liz's beautiful behind. Liz had Trisha by the legs, and wondered what to do with her. Trisha was just hanging there, trying desperately to get free. She yanked on Liz's panties giving her a wedgie, but Liz wasn't letting go. Liz stood on the bed and quickly pulled Trisha's legs forward and dropped to her knees. Trisha flew over Liz and struck the wall back first. THUD!! Trisha moaned and dropped in a sitting position. She didn't have a chance to conceal her back when Crack!! Liz kneed Trisha right in the mouth. Blood flew from Trisha's lips, and tears were flowing from her cheeks. Trisha instantly went to fall on her side, but she was too close to the side of the bed. Instead of staying on the bed, she hit the floor. CRACK!!! Her head hit the floor first. There was no sound. Her body rolled over and Trisha was now face down on the floor. However, her lower body was still on the bed. Her back was arched in a painful position.

There was a puddle of blood on the floor next to Trisha's mouth. I went to check on Trisha, when she started to cough. She was still awake, but she looked defenseless. Liz then was standing over Trisha's shoulder blades, reached down to grab Trisha's legs, and began to pull back. A PAINFUL BOSTON CRAB!! Trisha was awake alright! She began to yell, scream, and plead. But to no avail. Liz released the hold, and laid Trisha face down on the floor. Liz then did something I thought I would never see. She removed her panties. She was naked. Trisha just lay there, face down on the floor, moaning and groaning. Liz grabbed Trisha and knelt her down with her back against the bed. She then got on the bed and yanked on Trisha's hair, so Trisha was facing the ceiling. Blood started to flow down Trisha's throat, and breathing became a problem.

"Ooh, what's wrong little Trisha? Having trouble breathing? Maybe this well help."

Liz then stuffed her white silk panties down Trisha's throat. If that wasn't bad enough, Liz then sat on Trisha's face, and stared into Trisha's eyes. Trisha kicked her legs wildly, but it didn't matter. Trisha's eyes were large and lifeless. All I could hear was muffled groans. In a last ditch effort, Trisha reached for Liz's breasts, and began to squeeze and claw. Liz didn't get off though. Trisha's last sound was a muffled cough, and her eyes slowly closed. Her hands left Liz's breasts and fell to her sides. Her legs stuck outright, and spread. I could see her red thongs riding up into her. Her whole body convulsed for about 15 seconds, then she was still. Liz got off and pulled Trisha up with her. She held Trisha in a bearhug position, before placing Trisha's head between her thighs. She held Trisha up by holding unto her pants. When she pulled up unto the pants, she revealed Trisha's red thongs.

"Your boyfriend won't be seeing those thongs anymore," Liz said with a grin.

Liz executed a perfect piledriver on the floor. CRACK!!! There was no reaction from Trisha. When Trisha's head hit the floor, her body tumbled to the ground. Trisha was left with her arms to her side, looking up at the lights, with Liz's panties stuffed down her throat. KO'ed!!

"As for your boyfriend," Liz said, "keep him. He's not worth the trouble."

Liz then left the apartment, with Trisha's lifeless, bloody body still on the ground.