At this point, I paused to realize that her pulling at my sundress had done serious damage: the other shoulder of my dress was torn apart and the zipper in back had broken. Lacking any support, my dress had fallen to my waist (and was barely staying there), fully revealing my white bra to the bar's patrons.
When Sandra recovered and turned around, she stood there with one across her chest holding her bra in place, and the other holding up her skirt. I could tell that she badly wanted to re-hook her bra in back, but she was afraid to let go of her pleated skirt, lest it fall down, or to be momentarily defenseless with both hands behind her back. I decided to attack to keep her on the defensive (and away from my front hooking bra). I slapped her unprotected face repeatedly and she finally let go of her skirt to protect her face. The skirt dropped to her hips, revealing the top of her white pantyhose.
Sandra blocked my next two slap attempts, but her skirt then dropped suddenly to her feet, exposing her white pantyhose and rather conservative, white bikini panties underneath. The 21 year old took her eyes off of me to confirm that her skirt had really fallen, and I shoved her hard back against the bar, which was now only a few feet behind her. When she grabbed the bar for support, I grabbed hold of her unprotected, unhooked bra and snatched it away from her.
The totally frustrated brunette immediately grabbed her tits with her hands and lost her balance, sliding down to the bar to land on her ass between two bar stools, and losing one of her shoes. Unfortunately, my dress had now dropped off my hips and had fallen down, leaving me in nothing but my bra and thong panties. I was certainly embarrassed, but I dared not give up my advantage, so I stepped out of it and grabbed Sandra's hair, pulled her away from the bar and threw her back into the middle of the bar before the crowd of eager spectators.
The topless 21 year-old landed face down in the middle of the bar. She slowly tried to get up, careful to keep one arm across her chest to conceal her big breasts, but I gleefully grabbed her ankles and pulled them, dropping her flat on her tits and relieving her of her remaining shoe. This time, Sandra just lay there, face down, with her left hand cupping her right tit and vice-versa for added coverage from exposure. I could tell that she had entirely lost her will to fight. She just didn't want anyone to see her precious 38D's.
On the other hand, all the guys at the bar, including Kevin, wanted to see those huge tits of hers. The women in the bar were a bit jealous of Sandra, so they weren't displeased to see a perfect-looking, man-stealing, supermodel-type humbled. Thus no one did anything to rescue the distraught beauty.
Although I had already won, I was showing a lot more skin than I cared to, and I hadn't even shown off her breasts. So I dropped to my knees on top of Sandra's legs, reached down slipped my fingers inside the waistband of her pantyhose. I swiftly slid her pantyhose and panties down her kicking legs to her knees. She was unable to get her hands out from under her breasts in time to save her undies until it was too late.
She gasped, "Oh my God!" No, please, don't" as I pulled her only articles of clothing down to her ankles, as she placed both hands behind her to try to cover her bare ass, and modestly squeezed her legs together to conceal her womanhood. I was really enjoying this. I stood up over the tall bitch and twisted one of her wrists up behind her back with one hand and grabbed her hair with the other. Sandra was groaning and begging me to let her go, shouting that she gave up, but now I wanted to humiliate her in front of everyone.
I forced her painfully to her feet by pulling her hair and one of her wrists. She slowly and awkwardly struggled to get up, and stood there naked except for her pantyhose at her ankles. I had her hair pulled back so she had to use her free hand to try to keep her balance, leaving everyone in the bar with a full frontal view of the 5'11", 21 year-old knockout with her 38D tits. I made her walk - well, actually wobble - around the bar to give everyone a good look as she started sobbing in humiliation.
I then let go of her long, brown hair and reached around in front to give each of her nipples a hard pinch and twist as she shrieked in pain (they were quite sensitive). Then I delivered a hard swat to her bare ass, telling her never to show her face in the bar again.
The nude, disgraced, 21 year-old brunette with her panties and pantyhose at her ankles, tried to keep her balance while covering her tits and crotch with only her hands. After getting about 10 feet away towards the ladies room, she reached down with one hand to try to pull up her underwear. Her white pantyhose were so stubborn she could only get them to her knees without almost falling, clumsily dropping to a knee and one hand. She then resumed her retreat, still unsuccessfully trying to get her undies up when she entered the ladies room in tears.
As the guys, including Kevin, applauded my triumph, I remembered that I was clad in nothing but my white bra and thong panties in front of all of these guys. I quickly picked up my dress and held it in front of me. Kevin then took me home and told me that my catfight with Sandra was the most arousing thing he'd ever seen. We had great sex and have been together ever since!