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General Category => Polls => Members Catfight Polls! => Topic started by: LUCKYODAY9 on April 30, 2016, 07:28:16 AM
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OMG......have these two older women been slinging nasty threats at one another over the passed several days. One is more cock hungry than the other. Both of these hostile gals are seasoned catfighters and the tactics they incorporate should prove exciting to all members. If you long for a down and dirty war, this one will not disappoint.
This is an interactive poll fight, meaning the fighters will post all the little nasty things they inflict on one another. Members are encouraged to comment and add fuel to the fire..................it makes the ladies fight even harder.
Gwen is approx 53yo and is an experienced catfighter.......she beat my wife 'mauler maureen' some time ago. Maureen did not ask for a re-match. Linda has an edge in size. Her heavy boobs can either be an advantage or a disadvantage. She is also a seasoned veteran catfighter.
This one is tough to pick, so let's kick off our shoes, pullout our rods, and watch the ladies go at it. Warning : not for the squeamish. Best of luck to you both.
Both women chose to fight in the clothing featured in their photos.
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At last, the chance to sink my nails into that arrogant tramp Gwen. Lucky was kind enough to arrange this duel and invite quite a mob. My whole body is tingling, feeling the tension as I look at her almost pouring out of her blue outfit. That won't last long! All that makeup she has on, and she is already sweating, not too pretty. As I flip my hair back, and adjust my bra, I remember all the foul comments and threats she has made.
My bare feet dig into the carpet as the images of her brunette hair and shreds of blue fabric all over it flash through my mind. I see Big Lucky smiling at me, I nod, and give the bitch a final once over. Ready to engage, I dart my head to one side in a sudden movement. My nails are out, reaching for her sloppy boobs as I hear the crowd yell.
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Gwen wrecks havoc on Linda's pussy
But the pussy wrecking contest seems to be back and forth :)
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Can you believe the nerve these two cxnts have to be fighting over my husband's cock? I guess I'll vote for fat Linda, as I see her as less of a threat. Hope you both fuck each other up.
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I got her! my nails find those tits and start to dig, her flimsy rig not saving those drooping things as I shove into her. "Wait till I start really carving, bitch" when I feel nails in my own white bosom. My expressive face turns as I howl..."you fucking tramp" and squirm, those nails are gouging and I am screeching in pain. Shifting my hands I yank on the straps holding up her rag, pulling them down her arms, hoping they are strong enough to restrict this whore.
Not thinking about it, I hear shouts of delight...her titties are flapping into view and the crowd loves it. Uppity gwen has her tits showing, with a fine set of marks on them. my hair brsuhing her face as we are so close, I get a quick glimpse of her spiteful face , as I start to bring my hands back to her boobs.
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linda. get her. :)
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I can't help but sit intently watching these two magnificent mature beauties dig into one another's supple flesh as I work my engorged cock feverishly. I hope I'm not being a distraction. Your trophy awaits you, ladies.
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My senses are almost overwhelmed by the noise, the motion, the sensations and my exertions. I hear shouts when I unveil her boobs RIP'EM OFF LIN and jab my nails in to do just that as I hear even louder shouts LOOK AT THE RACK ON LINDA and realize my bra is hanging...and your are mauling my breasts. EEOoowwwwwwww. fucking nails on her!! Face to face, you threaten my boobs, and I manage to hiss back as I dig into your nipples and pull "i'll milk blood from these".
Your top undone and dropping, I stomp down on the trailing rag, yanking it further down, and threatening to show off that mangy muff, while shoving my head into you and grating my teeth down towards your tit. This hag is hurting my prime titties, and she is going to pay.
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I've decided to take a look in at this contest between these two nasty Whores. I feel I have a stake in this battle simply because I used to share Lucky's prime cock with his wife for many years. I suppose he's lowered his standards since then. In any case, my vote goes to Gwen to beat the softies off of that monster, Linda.
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Trying to keep you in one spot, puffing as I yank on your rubbery teats, confident that I have you snagged in your own precious lingerie, as I lunge in with a multi faceted attack, only to lurch by you. Where/what the hell ? she is to my left and my teeth gnash inches from the side of her breast. Muttering an inelegant grunt as I pull up short, I yank on your nipples to help me pivot, my eyes seeing all sorts of fur peeking around your thong as I square up to get you, and kicking the rag you were wearing away from my feet.
Even as I set to chase her, my tits are literally hauled on...OOOooooooo damn, OWWwwwww, and I stagger in again, letting go of your nips and grabbing for your waist and thong. Frustrated that I didn't do more damage i hear GO RED, FINISH STRIPPING HER, my head coming against her clammy flank, and bracing my feet.
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Twisting my torso to try and free my tender tits from this slut, I hear the crowd screaming as I grab her thong. At last I have her positioned..this will show everyone what this whore is about, as she desperately yanks me up by my boobs, losing one as she pulls. Feeling her strain, I look down at the fur peeking out and see a flashing knee. My mouth drops, I try to shift my thigh, as I catch a glimpse of a smirk and frantically haul on her thong to yank her right off the ground. I can feel everyones eyes boring in.
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Gwen it is. She will milk Linda dry.
Was that a little bit of jealousy there Dee? Lucky has so may choices.
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Pulling on her thong for my life, as I see her boney knee aimed at my twat, I momentarily ignore the claws that are ravaging my soft breasts. I feel or hear the splat as my lips are compressed by her strike, and gasp out a cry. Hopefully it wasn;t that loud as I grimace. Not getting a moments respite, I am pulled by my tits, they must be stretching, the corner of my eye picking up red gouges in them, as I stagger from her, realizing that I am holding the remnants of her thong. In spite of my anguish, I have a trophy, and the crowd is cheering.
I whip the thong back at her, lashing her face as she recovers her balance and admires what she did to my tits. Pivoting to face this naked bitch, I shift my hip, obviously going to kick, but instead step back and watch, panting. The slut does'nt even care that she is naked, am I the only non-whore Lucky loves?
"Come on, you hawk nosed bitch, your turn to make a move. Nice brillo pad you have there, you should rinse it out before displaying it"
My panty clad haunches twitching, readying myself.
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In case no one noticed, Gwen and Linda are so intent on wreaking havoc on one another's most tender female body parts, that they completely bypassed any mutual scalp hairpulling which is almost a requirement in an nhb catfight like this. They couldn't wait to dig those claws into supple flesh.
These ladies are really bringing it. Almost non-stop action from these two wildcats. Stamina will most certainly be a factor.
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As this wicked slut displays herself, I do a quick check on my tits and twat. My poor boobs are blotched and bleeding, and I feel swelling downstairs. My hatred grows as the naked bitch actually swaggers. I see a couple of sets of scratches on her tits, and some reddish marks, as she plays to the crowd before aiming her claws at me and circling. My nostrils flare as my own claws arch and she comes closer.
To be treated like some peasant by this haughty whore is too much as I meet her contemptuous eyes. "Cut the circling and the crap" and I charge in to her left, twisting my body to partially shield my torn titties as I jab my left hand down for that mass of kinkies, with my right hand high, guarding and waiting. The crowd is thrilled LINDA IS GOING AFTER HER and I see Lucky beaming that this war is resuming. "that big cxnt of yours is asking for it, you dripping slut"
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maureen it is better for you if gwen wins as she will let you share lucky with you as has been done before
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At this point, I don't see how Linda's mighty boobs can stand any further abuse. They are streaked with deep scratches and her perfect nipples are now swollen and purple. Linda needs to get her hands on Gwen's formidable pussy, and fast. Her huge tits have proven to be a liability in this catfight. But, there is still a long fight ahead. Is anyone enjoying this as much as me?
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Fuck, her hands a blur, feel her swiveling behind me, there is a crowd roar, and before she locks that "strong right hand" (probably from jerking off guys) I ram my irish ass back..hard, feeling it whump into her...as my right elbow smacks back into her dangling titty. That might not scratch , but it will bruise, andas I squat low to jerk free of her arm, my right hand is level with that bush.
Tensing my left arm and hand to keep yours occupied, my right hand pinches into something as I swivel my head to look up into your surprised face.
I can sense shock in the mob, as their Queenie is going to get hers.
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Oh Gwen... you can not even handle this old fat bitch!
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Not sure why Lucky would give either of these two whores the time of day.
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The feeling of relief and satisfaction in mashing her boob and then having a handful of dog hair like bush sends a thrill through me. Not a trace of her conceit is showing now, as she winces and whines. Yeowwwww...my hair! my locks are yanked, as I feel her pulling on my left arm, and I topple back. Seeing a panorama of thighs and pussy as I flop, I resist the urge to keep yanking the fur in my grip and instead push my knuckles upward into spongy meat, unfurling my nails as I do.
My feet are scrambling and shoving so I can ram my shoulders into her ankles. Am sweating, I can;t let her get on me as I see the crowd leaning in.
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Gouging into that nasty swamp, I gasp as everythign goes pinkish black....she is hovering over me, knees trying to secure my arms. Squirming wildly, my feet hitting the floor, I writhe, I can only imagine what I look like, but desperate times call for desperate measures...and twisting my head, I bite any flesh within reach, and then shove up for that pungent pussy. Hairs are all over the palce, plastered to my sweating face. I let myself growl, hoping she hitches up, as I brace to heave her off me.
I hear muffled shouts, and thumps and clatters, everyone trying for a better look. Time is everything, I lurch and buck, even as I bite , nip and bite. body trying to twist away when I get space.
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Wow two vicous and very tough women squaring off! What a fight! I have a feeling Gwen is going to be too much for her in this one.
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Linda is too old and washed up. She will get her ass kicked by Gwen.
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Oh a milking in some one's future
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Light streams in as your salty ass bounces up like it was burned by a hot poker. Gasping, I lurch and buck, the rumble of the crowd is now overpowering noise, with your legs and ass shifted, but your ass lands on my wounded titties, squishing them, my wild gyrations allowing your buns to make contact with every inch of my breasts. Amazed that you can hold on, I feel a new source of pain...my panties sawing up through my mound and digging. My head lifts, me yelling,actually squealing, as I hear wild lewd remarks. SHES NAKED! huh..my flailing legs obviously allowing every sort of view between my legs, as I must have a red stripe down there...I throw my hand up to gather your hair as it flaps and yank...hauling hard, as I clutch your waist with my left hand, rolling overtothe right in slow motion.
As I twist with you, I heave in breaths, my tits and tummy billowing, keeping a death grip on your hair as my left hand claws for a titty hold. We must be pouring sweat, as I am drenched, but am not going to let you escape. Remarks on the bite mark on your butt, your bruised tit and your sprinkled pubes encourage me, as I pray the pace slows down. A final lucid thought, and I shift my head to avoid a head butt.
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Not sure why Lucky would give either of these two whores the time of day.
Listen up, Bitch. If Lucky was horny enough to stick it to you, I'm convinced he'd fuck any Twat.
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Lucky is mine you stupid bitches
Not in this century, cxnt !
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From the frenetic exertions of minutes ago, the world has slowed. I can even smell your hair as we lay on our sides, me digging at your left breast through your protecting hand, as I am dodging feeble head butts. "How does it feel to be trapped, huh" sort of snarling at you as I keep a firm grip on your hair, tugging it , preventing your head from thrashing too much. Lots of harsh breathing, it must be her, as I suck in air.
Your squirming doesnt get you far, as you inch your lower body away on the scratchy carpet, and I finally get a good scratch in on your tit as your hand reaches..for my battered tits. "You jealous cxnt, stay off my boobs,,OWwwwwww" the slightest touch painful, but force myself to roll onto your arm, my softies pressing into your arm and body, trying to use weight and leverage to restrict your hand. My left hand slides down fast and intertwines with a mass of pubes, and wastes not a moment.
Tons of stupid remarks advising us ROLL ON HER, CLAW HER...FINISH HER...but releaved to not be scrambling, I am thrilled to start plucking this chicken legged cxnt.
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Not sure why Lucky would give either of these two whores the time of day.
Listen up, Bitch. If Lucky was horny enough to stick it to you, I'm convinced he'd fuck any Twat.
And he cant get enough of me either so shut your big mouth you nasty twat before I shut it for you AGAIN!
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The heat rising between us is intense, as you worm and wriggle one way, then another to knock your sweaty head into me, or probe your nails into my breast. Your shifting allows you to dig into my tit with your nails before I squeeze close to you again. My tit is in agony, when last free, it was an angry red, with scratches and little bloody marks, and it is only getting worse. You mock me as you clutch at my boob since I can't restrain my crying. I furiously yank at your captured bush and worry a wad out, leaving it on your body as I try to get more...or down lower. That big pussy of yours is blocked behind your thighs, as I give another bush tug.
OWwwwwas you clutch my softie like a sponge...I visibly grimace and yowl and have to make my move. "Bitch, you enjoyed riding me so much, see how you like it. I wish I had spurs!"and lifting my head and releasing your hair, I try to protect my tits by my shifting right hand. I heave my body towards you and swing my left leg up and over. "see how it feels being mounted, you filthy slut" as I bring my left hand up to your tit to help pull me over, trying to get myself astride.
My friends scream with delight GET ON HER, PIN HER as my white buns rise.
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Damn!!! These two bitches can flat out fight! Seeing two of the top fighters here that for sure! What a show! That being said I think its clear Gwen is on another level. That bitch is one of the best and skilled I have seen.
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Trimphantly, I end the painful stalemate by getting the jump on her, looking down at her with a sneer, but my sore titty is tugged and pulled and its like an earthqake underneath me, I am still rolling! My ass hovers high in the air and then keeps going as my legs kick and I land on my back with a thump, shaking my head in amazement, and getting a glimmer of your overheated sweaty face. The only intelligible thing I am screaming is "let go of my fucking tits!" as small half circle fingernail cuts join with the welts and scratches.
Squeezing your left tit that I held through our upheaval, and seeing the nipple bulge out, I try to keep some of the rolling going, as I cock my left knee and try to get your gaping gash to land on it. My right hand reaches over to haul you onto my waiting knee as I gasp for breath....and spit right in your face. "Dog fucking tramp, i'll ruin you, ruin you" sounding almost hysterical as the intensity of the fight and my mangled tits have me crazed.
Inner voice saying I have to think...think...she is always an inch ahead of me, but she looks a wreck. She must be at the end of her tether, I have to get her pussy. The wild crowd sounds are almost jibberish, but I take them as encouragment.
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That old bitch Linda cant handle Gwen and her age is showing. Tear the ole slut apart Gwen!
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Thud, my head hits the carpet and I get dosed with venom, as I twist it side to side to get it and my hair off my forehead. I feel your pulpy pussy only inches from my knee, but your legs are clamping on me, and you are jabbing nails into my tit again, if you ever stopped. Its very wet, I hope it isn't blood. Your hissing something at me, you look like a harpy , as I keep squeezing on your titty with my left hand, while my right goes around your back and hooks your bun and gouges upward, pulling you down into me as it tracks up your back.
It feels like you are greased. I swing my right leg over your clamped pair and rock to my left, starting us shifting back to where we started, as our bodies wobble more closely together, can now hear remarks , and think I hear Lucky urging me on. My left hand grabs your hair and pulls your face into me as we quiver in one heap. My woeful boobs are actually sloshing out to each side, as my slightly wider hips and weight enable me to shift you.
When I get on top this time, I am going to stay there.
I can feel us starting to teeter, and rub my spit slick face into yours to break up your concentration. "I don't care who you fuck, you just don't fuck whats mine!" The sharp pains in my titties is nothing like the dull aches I have experienced before. My right hand has carved a trail from bum to shoulder blades as I work on 'convincing ' you to roll over.
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This is, without question, the meanest and dirtiest poll fight I've ever been witness to. The way these two mature women are digging into one another is beyond belief. And to know that they are scarring each other's voluptuous bodies in a battle for MY cock, is an amazing feeling. I have to share with you that I've cum 3 times already while following this poll. I've got a constant erection waiting for the winner.
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Come on Linda! You're the superior, think of the prize!
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The fucking slut braces and pushes against me, as I push to the left, bodies straining, as she pulls out a 'mess' of my red hair...and starts to choke me!!! Gasp...the cheating whore, fucking cheat... My left hand stops tugging hair to keep her head close...and starts digging, nails sinking in by the time they reach your forehead...and keep going, raking your face.
With clarity borne of desperation, I collapse my pushing legs and let your stiffened leg do the work of rolling us over, as my push to the left is now a Gwen assisted roll to the right. Banging my head forward as you no longer hold my hair, I feel a thump somewhere, even as I rip at your face, not worrying much what my nails snag. The collective gasp of the crowd changes to shock as this gutter bitch Gwen morphed this genteel catfight into a total war.
We are rolling, and your choke no longer has that leverage atop me, as I use my raised left knee to give her a boost further to the right. I rip my right hand from your back and get ready to claw your face with a passion. Some asshole is shouting to stop it, which somehow infuriates me even more then you. Gasping too hard to scream my contempt for you.
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I arch my face back as we roll, your nails trying to add another scratch to my cheek, trying to roll onto you when I am stopped dead in my rolling...OOOOohhhh My Breasts OOoo your hands extending , pressing them back into my chest as you push away from me, my motion slowed as you continue your roll. I flomp onto all fours, hair,head, tits and tummy hanging...and see you gathering yourself on hands and knees.
Glancing at you, seeing I have time to check, I look between my arms and see my purpling titties swaying...I knew it was bad...but it looks like they were dragged out of a wasps next. Lifting my head with total hatred, I see the marks I put on you, from ass to forehead. Not wanting another upright dance. I force myself to crawl at you, stung by the pain in my jostling tits.
Tensing to get up if you do, I close in , puffing, ignoring some comment about what my butt looks like, and flipping my sweaty hair back. Like a cat about to bat a mouse, I have my right claw cocked.
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you can beat her! come on linda! ;)
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have to say even though lin and myself r swore enemies an absolute hate each other we do have a begrudging respect for one another an on that note iam backing lin to beat the crap out of this stuck up false titted old whore has been go an hurt the old tramp lin u can do it shes just a cheap whore
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wow, what a splendid catfight between those georgeous mature ladies. I cant restrain myself from plucking my throbbing cock out of my Jeans now. I love to watch catfighting like infiriated hellcats. I tend to be rooting a little bit more for linda
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My heart pounding as hard as my breathing, as I crawl towards you. "Deflated you, didn't I bitch" as I see you swivel and start to circle, not meeting me head on. I get a view of your clawed hiney and mauled muff as you pad on hands and knees. Puffing after you, my white ass twitching, wishing I could be a lioness and pounce, as I try to cut the circle tighter, but I cant seem to gain ground.
CMON, GET HER LINDA , STOP RUNNING GWEN as I take heart that this uppity trash is showing her rear to me. That snatch can;t be worth anything to Lucky...not after I am done with it, as I again redouble my crawling, only to wince as my boobs bobble.
After the raucous shouts, the room quiets, as a heavy tension seems to settle over everything. Watching your beady eyes shift, I try to be aware of some scheme of yours as I inch closer.
"its your ruination that's coming slut, just like I promised you before "
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Puffing after that insolent ass, then a light bulb goes on....when I speed up she does, she is leading me in fucking circles! Gasping at the realization that my 'pursuit' is her game, my expressive face registers the thought process.
I slow down, dragging along as if 10 pounds of dead weight was hanging off my chest..and she is the exact same distance ahead of me. C'MON LADIES, YOU GOING TO FIGHT?
My lower lip flutters as I slow down and loudly gasp . "Sigh! Oh, I can;t keep this up" as my knees gather up under my ass and that arrogant bottom keeps the same distance. This is it, and I lunge, trying to accelerate and get her butt, thighs, ankles, feet ..anything. My pained tits shimmy,as for that matter do my buns. My arms extend , claws arching, body stretching out. I am only inches from grabbing you.
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Distroy her Gwen! You are better!
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Gwen looks stronger
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very exciting rivalry! very exciting fight, Glen will win!
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Throwing all my energy into latching onto you, my left hand claws your thigh as I extend even further, now bringing my right hand out...as your elusive thigh shifts and pulls away. My head swivels and sees you off to my side and coming towards me, there is motion up high..Owwwww my head is tugged and yanked...and then jerked again, two hands wringing my tattered hair, then shoving my head down. Gasping, body fully extended, I no longer see your scrabbling legs, but yell as my head is yanked hard.
I feel flesh rubbing my back, its your leg going over me, I try to squirm out from under you with a flurry of motion except your butt lands on my back with a whump. OOPHHHHhh and I collapse, right onto my boobs. My ass wriggling, as my tits are mashed into the carpet oozing out to either side as my fingernails futilely clutch the rug. I bellow screams of agony , my boobs are going to explode.
I feel my head tugged up and look at the crowd with bleary eyes, they are cheering and clapping as I take a break from screaming to emit a moan. I try to arch up, and hardly lift an inch, as my feet start to flip on the floor. I think I see a glimpse of Lucky too....smiling.
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Fumbling under your sweaty weight, I feel my legs spreading, "you cant....OOOoooo"o my thick thighs opening..., but a sudden yank on my hair gets my attention...Eoowwwwww as you fling a wad of my freshly ripped hair down. I try to shove myself up and twist, all I get i the feel of your pubes on me as I can;t move your heft. Squirming side to side, I can see everyone leaning in to get a better look...or better pictures.
You can't help being a classless bitch as you taunt me, which some find funny, judging by the snickers, as you threaten even more. I am grunting and sobbing, my head and tits bursting, when you crank my head up with some fucking hold.
Body stretched, squished and spread, I am whining as you pour it on. I start to wimper...not wanting to concede anything...but unable to escape. OOwwwwww Oohhhhh Stop!
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My face somehow manages to turn redder, and I try to bring my legs together, as I pull my arms back to grab at your hands, but it is the same story. What feels like an earthmoving effort only looks like worm wriggles. Ok Ok Stop....stop STOP. Almost going limp, I choke it out "You are the better woman....and Lucky is yours" I sniffle and weep as I feel your body swishing with satisfaction.
There is murmuring and chatter, as if the entertainment was satisfying, as I try not to look at anyones face
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Can this be more awful, she is soaking this up like a sponge. Relieved of her weight, I gasp and try to take some pressure off my tenderized tits, not even bothering to close my legs up, when she places her foot on my ass and poses for all. Stupidly, my head is wobbling from left to right, taking it all in. Even taking requests for special poses, she prances off me, and grabs my hair again.
Wincing as she tugs it, she orders me to crawl over to Lucky's wagging dick, making sure that my wobbling boobs get lots of showtime as I struggle over to my former love Lucky. His eagerness to particpate in this show is obvious, as I am face to dick, while the bitch jerks him off with practiced hands. It can't be long, but feels like forever, as at the right moment, ,my face is deluged...cum slopping out of my mouth...with my foe acting as an announcer. Slathered in goo, sweat and blood I crawl off sobbing, everything dripping as she barks out a threat if I dare challenge her.
Simply trying to crawl off and survive, my hatred, hurts and humiliation are boiling. Furious at myself, at Lucky, at her, at the world, and with the happy couple retiring I am left to stew.
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I suppose I have to admit that this is the outcome I had envisioned from the start. I've had a run-in with Gwen in the past, and I know just how cunning and unpredictable she tends to be in a catfight. And, big, fat Linda got exactly what she deserved. I love how Gwen made the big-titted cxnt crawl. I've seen Linda crawling away once before...........it's a sight you won't soon forget, with those low saggies dragging the floor and her big alabaster ass jiggling with every move. Maybe now, the Irish Bitch won't try to be so fucking uppity. I also enjoyed, as did everyone else there, seeing Lucky deposit his full load of cream on Linda's face and in her big mouth. I was wishing she'd choke on it.
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thank you to both of you for this mind-blowing catfight and this great outcome. actually i was a bit surprised by that, well deserved gwen, though. better luck(y);-) next time , linda
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congratulation to gwen. :) and thank you for both tough ladys.
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What can i say, I came up short against Gwen and paid the price. I had really thought it was going to be me beaming and being applauded. My poor boobs suffered from my foes jealousy and she out thought and out fought me. I thank all for their attention and remarks, and congratulate Gwen on her well earned victory.
The real loser of course is Maureen, who has both misplaced her hubby, and her pride, in allowing either Gwen or I to claim Lucky.
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What is left to say but, "Un-fucking-believable". Who could ever imagine that two elegant and beautiful mature females could fight this way. The participants commentary in this "once in a lifetime" battle was the most creative and most well thought out verbage I've ever seen in a poll fight on this forum. I admire Linda for her tenacity and courage even when her tender boobs were dragging the floor. She will be rewarded for her efforts, but first, and much to my delight, I will be servicing her adversary, Uptown Gwen. Gwen, my fully loaded cock is ready when you are.
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I have to say that my recollection of the brawl I had with Gwen is a blur The action was non stop, and my head was swimming with all my senses overloaded. It was very kind of one of my fans to send some pictures he took and entitled “the way it ought to have been”.
I glanced, than looked more carefully, as he was so sweet to do this, and carefully keep the package down to only thirteen pictures, starting with the faceoff with Gwen and I has, us snarling. Then I lunged at her and grabbed her tits, and what a fierce look I had. The third picture had me exposing those little boobs to wild applause, while the fourth had me holding her thong , although I had some weird expression.
The fifth picture had my elbow slamming into a mashed titty and Gwen wailing, while the sixth showed me crouching, tugging on my foe’s furry crotch. While I wish our hair and makeup stayed put, it was fascinating to see how this wild fight transpired.
The seventh pic had the brunette leaning forward, yelling , with a fine set of tooth marks on her scruffy ass, and the eighth had me behind her, tugging her hair and squeezing her boob,as we rolled on the ground. I received an apology from my supporter that he was unable to get a good ‘snatch shot’ of Gwen, I guess he thought that was important.
As the series wrapped up, there was a picture of me ripping a wad of pubes out and flinging them, and another of me kneeing the slut’s pussy as she rolled onto me. The twelfth picture had my long haired opponent crawling away from me, displaying a bite mark and a deep scratch on her buns, and the last picture showed me slashing at her thigh as I made a last attack from all fours.
I was taken by the wild eyed expressions, the matted hair, the sweat and blood, and the intense focus we had. I am also amazed that I never got such a clear view of my opponent during the fight. What a grubby visage! I am so grateful to get a better concept of how my fight actually happened, and propose that for ‘historical’ purposes these pictures be accepted as ‘the official photoset ‘ of the Gwen/Linda catfight for cock.