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General Category => Celebrity Fights => Celebrity Fights- Stories => Topic started by: kevan on March 13, 2015, 10:17:06 PM
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"Aieeeeee"
"Take this you little blonde bitch!"
Pow...Wham....
"Noooo-Eeeeeeikkkk!"
One gorgeous blonde beauty tried frantically to escape and get away from the older woman's wrath.
"DUCK!" someone yelled as the beautiful but ragingly angry paused her hot pursuit of the blonde just long enough to pick up a crystal vase of flowers and hurl it towards the blonde.
Charlize darted out of the way as the glass shattered where her lovely head would have been just a nanosecond before.
The gorgeous blonde kicked her heels off; stupid things elegant and expensive as they were were slowing her down and cramping her style.
She hazarded a quick look backwards; Alas, angry fingers grabbed her hair. She was yanked off balance. She felt the front of her tight lovely evening gown rip. Excited onlookers gasped in pleasure as a most lovely perky breast was instantly exposed. (No bra needed?)
"I'm gonna kill you, blondie!"
The two women began slapping each other, pulling hair and exchanging punches.
Backing up just a few minutes before the two lovelies were enjoying the packed party. A bevy of celebs, their friends (and enemies) were enjoying the sumptuous party at one of the biggest plushest mansions in Hollywood. Little did they know their party was going to be "Crashed". Crashed or shall we say disrupted "in a catfight kind of way", by some of the most popular Fetish Catfighters around. The likes of Christine Dupree, Lisa Comshaw (Tori Sinclair), Diana Knight, JC Marie, Emily Addison, Cali Logan, Tanya Danielle, Kymberly Jane, etc....(etc meaning "every terrific catfighter.")
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"Get her Charlize-fight back...teach her a lesson!" Most seemed to be for Charlize; she was younger, in most eyes, prettier, and reputed to be a fantastic catfighter. Yes the other woman was bigger, to some, just as pretty, definitely bustier....Many in the lucky audience wanted the older woman to get taken down....perhaps it was just her fury and rage that was winning the battle.
Screams, shouts, threats, cussing-it was a good show.
"C'mon get her Kathie Lee-take that blonde bimbo down!"
Whack...Slap....Whack....Slap....the two exchanged slaps. Vicious blistering backhands; Kathie Lee put her size and weight and anger behind each blow; she even deflected a few of Charlize's strikes.
The blonde screamed and turned to run....she made it quite aways, even into the next room.
"Hmmmm, looks like fun," the beautiful legendary catfighter said as she moved like lightning to the unexpected half topless "blonde candy."
"Hi sweetie, wanna have some fun?" Christine Dupree shouted. She looked dazzlingly sensual in her low-cut cleavage revealing gown. A long slit it in the sides of the gown revealed an occasional flash of her long perfectly muscled sexy legs.
She grabbed the stunned blonde by her hair, yanked her off balance, spun her around, latched onto the back of the gown and with one good strong pull ripped the gown clean from Charlize's lovely body.
"Oh my, who is that broad?""
"Don't know but she can fight-or well strip."
Charlize and Christine were now exchanging fast and furious slaps. Her embarrassment from being stripped to her panties turned quickly to wrath. She now had nothing to lose, well not much anyway?!
Screams, shouts, the sounds of a "catfighting earthquake or tornado" erupted all over the once peaceful party scene.
Two young beauites were going at it, all claws bared. Emily Addison was having it out with Nikki Cox.
Both lovelies were slapping and punching the daylights out of each other. Nikki (by accident?) ripped Emily's blouse; Emily returned the favor with interest. A punch to Nikki's jaw; she shredded her blouse and actually broke one shoulder strap of her bra. They were now wrestling, rolling around on the floor.
"Oh my that party crasher is getting hers!"
"Yeah, those two are gonna tear her apart."
Two against one; three beautiful redheads.
Lisa Comshaw had singled out the lovely Julianne Moore; insults, a tossed drink. Julianne's chest was soaked with icy cold liquor; her skimpy gown became Lisa's first and primary target.
"Need some help girl?"
Susan Sarandon didn't wait for an answer; she jumped into the melee; socked Lisa in the lower back, grabbed a handful of that lustrous silky hair....Lisa stomped her heel into the top of Susan's foot, giving her some temporary relief; the key word being "temporary."
Now seems like both Susan and Julianne were intent on relieving Lisa of her sexy clothing. Thread by thread.
Whammmmm.
Thunk.
"Uhhhhhh-
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Charlize landed a good punch to Christine Dupree's jaw; the seasoned catfighter who enjoys even a little kickboxing barely grunted; the grabbed a double handful of her rival's blonde hair, yanked her head towards her, treated her to a mind-numbing disorienting head butt. Charlize's beautiful eyes rolled as her head exploded in pain.
"Such perky little tits, mind if I have a feel?" Christine sneered as she grabbed the blonde's perky breasts and gave them a slow painful but ultra erotic squeeze; her thumbs pressed against the sensitive erect nipples, rubbing, teasing them.
"Uhhhhhh,oooooh, ummmmm," Charlize involuntarily cooed.
"Aha, sensitive tittie, ultrasensitive nips, huh blondie?" Christine teased.
After a few moments of teasing the blondes breasts, Christine looked around at the drooling bystanders, both men and women. She snickered. This was such a turnon.
Suddenly she jerked the dazed blondes head down and pressed her face into her impressive chest. As Charlize let out a muffled protest she enjoyed the vibrations. She shifted Charlize's head so her face pressed directly into a luscious firm breast.
"Too bad you didn't rip and strip me-at least up front....Feel my nipple? Kiss it honey," Christine snapped. She felt Charlize's mouth and lips at her nipple that strained against the fabric of her gown.
"Ya know, I'd love to have more fun with you, but that old broad Kathie Lee just came in; I can't stand her....so I'l bid you nighty nite for now!"
Christine jerked Charlize's face away from her chest, slapped her hard, then fired a punch to her chin than snapped the blondes head back. Two beautiful glazed eyes rolled, pretty eyelashes fluttered and the luscious blonde fell backwards into the arms of both a man and a woman.
"Looking for somebody lady?" Christine snapped as one angry Kathie Lee barreled towards her.
"Where is she? I'm gonna teach her some manners," Kathie Lee snapped.
"She took a break-How about you teach me some manners you big boobed old bat/"
Kathie Lee swung and swung hard.
"Whoooaaa-
Whumpp...
"Uhhhhhhhh."
Ripppppppppppp-
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Kathie Lee swung such a hard punch it would have probably knocked Christine Dupree out; but she ducked, countered with a tight fist that slammed into her rival's belly, just above the belly button. Kathie Lee sucked air, then shrieked as Christine's knee slammed into her groin.
"You don't stand a chance against me lady," Christine snarled. Kathie Lee was bent over moaning; Christine grabbed a handful of her hair, jerked her fully upright, then grabbed both straps of her rather low-cut dress.
One good rip and only the strapless bra remained up top and out front.
"Hmmmmm, nice rack-don't be shy-show everybody whacha got!" Christine fairly shouted as she tore Kathie Lee's bra clean off.
"See everybody-I told ya-nice rack!"
Her face beet red, Kathie Lee was embarrassed and angry; (and yes proud of knockers).
She raised her arms and fists ready to box.
Big mistake.
Christine did the same and danced around, knocked the older woman silly.
She grabbed Kathie Lee by the hair; wrestled her onto a table. Glasses, cups, everything flew like a mini hurricane hit. Christine felt her own sexy gown rip; spaghetti straps were no match for her rivals feminine anger.
"Hmmmm, your're fightin' dirty too huh sweetie? Fine with me." Christine of course didn't mind her gown falling to her waist; No bra---just two luscious big beautiful breasts. She banged Kathie Lee's head on the table several times till she saw stars. Yanking her up she yanked the topless celeb towards her; one sexy and highly effective bear hug. As four breasts smashed together it soon appeared that Christine was winning; Kathie Lee was gasping for air as the seasoned catfight legend squeezed the air out of her; also Kathie Lee's famous nipples didn't seem to be winning the erotic territorial struggle with Christine's.
"Please, oh please let me go," Kathie Lee pleaded.
"Why of course my dear," Christine laughed.
She released her gasping topless rival.
"But first, I'm gonna knock some knockers, okay?" Christine taunted.
Slap. Whap. Whaack. Christine was all over Kathie Lee, slapping, swatting, whacking her big beautiful breasts. A bit of nasty nipple pinching and twisting too. Kathie Lee finally broke free and ran away whimpering. But not before Christine shot out her luscious long leg and kicked her in the ass.
"Oh it's you again." Kathie Lee recognized the voice as she ran into another room.
It was Charlize. She gave Kathie Lee another lesson.
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Wow - this might just be your best one yet, Kevan. Was the the end of the fights or are we just getting started?
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Good start. Other celeb that I hope are there include Sarah M Geller, Gillian Anderson, JLH, Lucy Liu, and Katie Couric.
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If I could put in a request I'd like to see Teri Hatcher get a serious butt-kicking.
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"Get her!"
"You go girl!"
Half a dozen women along with their men cheered the sexy Nikki Cox and Emily Addison on as they went after each other tooth and nail. It seemed even at first, though Emily stripped Nikki down to her pantyhose and heels rather quickly. Nikki landed a few solid blows causing Emily to wince in pain. Emily didn't seem to mind at all when the angry redhead shredded her blouse leaving her in a sexy see through bra. (Wonder why?)
"Pay her back Emily, pay her back-rip her bra off!" one man shouted excitedly.
"How the hell do you know HER name?" his wife angrily snapped. (Totally unaware of his catfight fetish?!)
"Never mind honey, step back and enjoy the fight," he said almost choking on his own drool as he watched Emily snap a punch to Nikki's chin; as the redheads head snapped upwards, Emily tore Nikki's bra clean off exposing those big luscious breasts.
"Argggggh. Uhhhh. Nooooo," Nikki shrieked as Emily grabbed her rivals boobs, sunk her nails in deep, squeezed and twisted them.
"Let goooo, pleaseeeee," Nikki bawled trying weakly to pry the catfight porn stars' talons from her "pride and joys."
"Yeah, get her, twist her tits good!" It was the previously mentioned wife who had now joined with her incredibly lucky hubby. Seeing a rather interesting "fast and impressive development" she got the
"gotcha" of catfight excitement.
Whumpph.
Emily's lovely face blanched as one hard and fast knee smashed hard into her pubic mound.
"Uhhhhhhh," Emily moaned in agony as she released Nikki's breasts. A wicked backhand almost took her head off.
"Your turn sweetie-now YOU lose the bra!" Nikki ripped Emily's bra clean off and fired a punch directly into her bouncing left breast; third knuckle smashed Emily's erect nipple.
As Emily dropped to her knees holding her wounded breast and groin, Nikki stepped back and gingerly cupped her own breasts that were covered with scratches.
"Take her down now. It's now or never!" Emily screamed to herself in her mind. She wasn't gonna lose to this babe.
She started to stand up, suddenly shot a leg out-kind of a catfight kind of leg sweep (a karate move); as the topless redhead went down, Emily pounced. Her tight short skirt slid high as she wrapped her sexy strong legs around Nikkis waist.A seasoned catfighter was at her best.
"Uhhhhh-Oohhhhh, Please.....I can't breathe."
The gorgeous redhead's pleas and full body writhing, those big boobs bouncing struggled for a few erotic moments before Emily clamped her hand and fingers over her mouth and nose.
"Sweet dreams you big-boobed Carrot top!"
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"Taking bets anyone?"
"My money's on the mystery lady," one inebriated, excited bystander said as he watched the exciting "threeway" action between the lovely redheads.
"Those are pretty bad odds," another noted.
Julianne was firing shots to Lisa's belly as Susan held her; her blouse was ripped open revealing Lisa's overstuffed black lace bra. The sizzling busty redhaired catfighter was now sporting ripped and torn pantyhose, only one heel, incredibly messed up hair and smeared makeup. Though Lisa had treated Julianne to a flurry of slaps, and a couple of good shots to her boobs and ribs as well as a cold tossed drink to the face and chest, Julianne had "big and naughty" plans for Lisa a gal she did not even know.
Susan was holding Lisa's arms, barely keeping her from breaking free. She couldn't wait to teach this crazy broad some "manners."
"When she's done, youre mine, all mine," Susan warned.
"And I'm gonna strip you naked too." (Naughty, naughty Susan!")
Two more fights had broken out as well as a sexy arm wrestling contest was being enjoyed.
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(to be continued)
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"Nice moves. And hot, so very, very hot!" Cali Logan had been a silent bystander watching amongst the excited onlookers as Emily had tangled with Nikki. The fight had made Cali so hot she could hardly stand it. A tall brunette-quite older stood next to her. The older beauty had on a strapless evening gown that revealed ample cleavage and a bare upper back and shoulders. Her jet black shiny hair, milky white skin and-
Cali bit her lip hard; how she wanted to get in a catfight. She wanted to take that lovely sophisticated older woman down; how easy and fun it would be to grab her hair, spin her around and give the man that was with her a most fun unexpected treat. But then, what if?
Cali smiled as Emily walked away from poor Nikk; totally unaware that her friend Cali was there. Cali looked down at the motionless redhead. Nikki had a funny grin on her face. She moaned a bit. Cali noticed Nikki's nipples begin to stiffen. She moaned slightly.
"Must be a nice steamy dream," Cali mused. "Perhaps a catfight dream."
"Perhaps I should wake her up, give her comfort, or maybe "cop a feel?" Cali wondered. She giggled.
Suddenly movement to her side. An inadvertent push.
"Hey watch where you're goin'," Cali snapped. She looked straight over at the short absolutely gorgeous petite brunette.
"Well, EX-Cussssssse me," Vanessa Hudgenns said sarcastically, rudely.
Cali smiled. She was happy-in more ways than one.
She looked the lovely snippy brunette over from head to toe. Tight low-cut dress, heels, and a beautiful expensive necklace. No bra-or a skimpy one, Cali surmised as she noted Vanessa's erect nipples.
"Don't walk away from me you little bitch-stop, turn around and apologize for that rude push."
Vanessa stopped, slowly turned. She took a sip of the cold wet bubbly in her glass. She'd had just a bit much to drink; her temper flared.
"What the hell? I WILL NOT apologize to you!"
"Apologize now or I'll rip your hair out!"
"Go ahead-I dare you!"
SPLASH.
Cali felt the cold sticky bubbly splatter her face and neck.
POW!
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Cali's bitchier-than-bitch slap sent Vanessa's lovely face into full painful distortion mode and she staggered backwards; her hand and fingers went instantly weak and the glass dropped to the floor shattering.
"Aieeeeeee!" the ear-splitting shriek from the stunned brunette and the shattering of glass brought the two battler's instant attention. Both lovelies had their own following....Cali wore equally sexy threads; her skirt was very short, her blouse tight....the cold uninvited bubbly brought her already stiff nipples to full attention. The silky blouse left little to the imagination...funny how sexy champagne can be, right?!
Angry long sexy fingers attacked and sunk into that dark lustrous hair making Cali's threat real-all to real and painful for Vanessa. Cali pulled Vanessa's hair hard, yanking her petite lovely body every which way, contorting it into most erotic positions (Cali was an expert at this tactic).
"Uhhhh, Ooohhh, Umppfhh," Vanessa's moans and groans added sexiness to the one sided tussle.
"Hey sweetie, your boobs are showing, too bad you can't stop and cover up more," Cali teased as she positioned her rival into a bent over position.
INDEED.....the brunette's full beautiful breasts were bulging against her skimpy neckline. Suddenly Cali released her squirming, screaming rival; watched her stand up, spin around and take off....well two steps worth; Cali lunged, grabbed her by the hair, spun her around, slapped her; she reached out and grabbed the dress at the neckline, hooked her fingers in side and ripped down hard...
An audible..."Ahhhh and Oh My," echoed through the onlookers.
"Nice, nice, really nice tits!" Cali shouted as Vanessa's face turned red. Another hair pull, a couple of slaps, a shot to the belly and ribs. Cali grabbed the necklace and ripped it off. She spotted Emily who had heard the commotion and came over to look. Emily of course was cheering her friend on. Emily would always take something from her rival when she won. Usually a bra or a heel; She taught Cali to the same thing. Cali was feeling generous.
As the "throw of victory" happened, Vanessa made a break for it again; this time Cali had to chase her across the room. The brunette was taken down and wrestled onto a table. She kicked wildly as Cali pulled and stripped the torn shredded dress clean off.
"Ohhhh, I shouldn't have been so mean....let me show you some sweet tenderness. Emily had slipped over to the table. She pinned Vanessa's arms down; Vanessa squirmed as Cali gave her a slow deep kiss, caressed her beautiful breasts, teased her erect nipples.
"That's it, show her how sorry you are," Emily snickered.
"Kiss it, make it better."
"Uhhhhhmmm, Nooooo, stop," Vanessa whimpered as Cali cupped her breasts, kissed and began to suck her conquests' nipples.
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"Go, GO, GO, GO, GO, GO, GO!"
The shouts, whoops and hollers came from a room next door. The place was packing out quickly.
"Oh, sorry you deserve much more tenderness, but we must go," Cali said staring into Vanessa's beautiful eyes. She knew that her rival was having just as much fun as she was. She winked at Emily.
"Get her....you can do it....take her down-
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"We'd better hurry, I wanna see what's goin' on," Emily said as she grabbed Cali's hand and began to pull her forward. They were towards the end of the group of partiers trying to all squeeze through the door at one time.
"Hurry, come on and see the action-it's the arm wrestlin' match of the century; Female arm wrestlin' that is....both women hot and perky and well, one is down right sexy," a big deep bass voice boomed. A rather hefty impromptu announcer stood just out of reach of the pushing shoving crowd.
Shouting, cussing erupted right behind Emily and Cali; they turned to look.
It was there friend.
She looked mad as hell. Very sexy, but still mad as hell.
"Get out of me you stupid little hooker," the older beautiful brunette shouted.
"I'm no hooker you old broad; how dare you call me that!"
Only a few of the pushing shoving crowd heeded to the threats, cussing, and startup catfight sounds. They were indeed the lucky ones.
Paris Kennedy, (dressed in stockings, garters, an ultra sexy skirt and flimsy revealing blouse and heels) was up close and personal and in Teri Hatchers' face. Teri looked equally hot. Sexy dress, pantyhose, heels. She was in no mood to take any crap from a younger woman, let alone a young hussy.
Teri blocked an incoming slap, drilled a fist into Paris' tight belly. In a flash the two were in a sexy test of strength. Teri strained to gain control; her gorgeous perfectly muscled legs pushed hard. Her young rival was strong and accomplished in the art of catfighting. She matched her moans and straining groans and gasps more out of show; Teri's seemed more genuine. Both were highly erotic.
Several late arrivers came up behind the two as they struggled. The women in the small group seemed more excited about the catty conflict than the men. Emily and Cali cheered for Paris. Both liked Teri also.
"C'mon Paris, kneel her down! Make her submit!"
"Uhhhhhh-Oooooh-Umphhhh-
"Argggggh-Aiiieeeeee!
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Paris shrieked as Teri suddenly kicked her driving her heel into the young hottie's shin. With a hard upper body twist she threw the younger woman off balance and brought her to the floor. In a flash the brunette's sexy legs wrapped around Paris's waist. Teri yanked at Paris' hair hard, grabbed the front of her blouse and tore it open as she squeezed her legs hard.
"Uhhhh, Ohhhh," Paris moaned surprised at the older womans fast effective moves and her leg strength. She saw the flash of her rivals hand; fingers captured a bra cup and yanked hard.
"Fight Paris, fight! Don't let her strip you!" Cali and Emily cheered.
A couple onlookers cheered for Teri.
Paris suddenly dug her sharp nails into the older womans upper leg muscle, then her calf muscle. Terri screamed, caught a backwards upward flying elbow in the throat and went week. Paris broke free, ignored the ripped bra that was now in Teri's left hand. She grabbed that lovely dark hair, jerked Teri to her feet, then began slapping the older babe silly.
A couple well placed punches-to Teri's belly, ribs, and yes those "spectacular" breasts, and her face. The topless catfighter had her older rival punch drunk....she began ripping her dress and soon had it in tatters. To the delight of the lucky onlookers, Paris got behind her, cupped her bra-clad breasts and began squeezing and mauling them.
"Argggggh, uh, let go, please, stop, somebody stop her," Teri bawled as she tried to pry Paris's determined claws from her breasts. Paris soon tired of this, gave Teri a hard shove, kicked her sexy pantyhose clad ass, unsnapped her bra and ripped it clean off all while Teri was trying frantically to escape. Cali caught the bra.
Once. Twice and then one more punch staggered Teri. Paris bent down, removed a garter, then tackled Teri; she tied her hands behind her back, jerked her to her feet via her hair and then began to feel the older woman up. She even gave her a couple hard kisses; ran her open palms over Teri's belly and breasts. Two good hard nipple twists put Teri in an even more submissive mood.
"Boring, she's had it-let's go find out what the excitement is in that room," Paris finally said. Cali and Emily joined her new quest after they gave Teri the once over too.
Neither Cali, nor Emily nor Paris saw the lovely blonde waiting to move in when they left.
"No, not you, please, untie me, Please-Charlize, please?!
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Great ending! Loved the fight and the story. Thanks for posting.
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"The End"--Just a quick note; that was probably the "end" of Teri-unless Charlize has a bit of fun with her.
The Saga will continue. A hot celeb vs Catfighter(s) sexy arm wrestling match; a "wonder-woman (women) battle; evening gown and sexy skirt and blouse fights, a dunk in the sauna/pool, etc.
Again, any feed back or suggestions for contenders is appreciated.
(Wait and see how your ideas might/will be incorporated into Catfight Fantasy Fun....
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"Oh my, Miss Terri, don't you look hot? Almost stripped naked in a catfight?" Charlize almost was giddy. She licked her lips in anticipation of a bit of naughtiness with the gorgeous brunette. It was yet another piece of "catfight dessert," at this wild, exciting party. She had enjoyed working Kathie Lee over-everything from slapping, pinching and twisting her lovely big breasts to spanking her ass; something the crowd enjoyed immensely; she replayed the fights she'd seen in her mind as she slowly walked towards Teri.
The best? The triple crown brawl of the redheads. She'd never seen or met Lisa Comshaw (i.e. Torrie Sinclair) before. But she loved how this mysterious sexy busty redhaired spitfire worked Julianne Moore over. She kind of wished stupid but oh how sexy Susan Sarandon had not interfered. After all two against one wasn't exactly fair. But it was hot. Susan had come to Julianne's rescue by jumping Lisa, pulling her hair, pounding her in the back and back of the neck with her angry fists; she had thrown Lisa into a wall face first, jerked her around the room slamming her into furniture and a few lucky onlookers. Lisa got some good licks in but eventually was weakened with punches to her belly and breasts. Julianne recovered and grabbed Lisa from behind, holding her arms. Susan executed a nasty face claw then began to work over Lisa's big beautiful breasts, giving special nasty attention to the catfighters luscious thick'n' rock hard nipples...with her fingers of course, her mouth, tongue and yes those nasty pain inflicting pearly whites. (Only enough pain to make Lisa scream in agony; not enough "bite" for permanent damage, etc.
"You are soooo hot lady; I think I'll have even more fun, okay sweetie?" Susan snickered wickedly as she slid an open hand over Lisa's belly, slowly downward into her short sexy skirt.
"Ummmmm, Oooooh, stop this you crazy,Ummmmm, Bitch."
Charlize almost lost it while watching this.
"I'd loved to do her myself, she thought; but then she'd heard the sound of clothes ripping and heard Teri scream. She knew that scream. Julianne and Susan had Lisa down on the carpet, stripped to her panties ; Susan was feeling her crotch and sitting on her legs; Julianne was kneeling on Lisa's arms spread above her head; she was leaning forward , squeezing her gorgeous captives breasts and pinching her nipples.
"Make her cum, make her cum hard," Charlize moaned to herself as she reluctantly left.
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"Now it's you and me, once again-this time it's for real," the tall sexy slender blonde said as she moved towards Teri.
"Nooo, whacha gonna do to me?"
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"Any special requests?" the tall blonde laughed as she dropped down to stare into Teri's beautiful eyes. She relished having the beautiful brunette so helpless and vulnerable. She had long secretly wished for a real catfight with the brunette spitfire ever since filing the catfight scene "2 Days in the Valley." She knew she could defeat Teri-well she was Almost positive?
"Anything except untying you sweetheart?" the blonde teased as she reached out her hand and ran her open palms over the whimpering brunette's breasts. She smiled as both of her rivals nipples stiffened instantly to her touch. She gave one hard nub a quick pinch.
"Ouch-that hurt."
"Don't like that huh? Well soooo sorry, but I kind of like it," the blonde snickered as she began to twist and pinch Terri's nips. She flicked her finger against the left love nub, then she began squeezing the luscious breast as she forcefully kissed the brunette. Soon the blonde was kissing her breasts, sucking her nipples and fingering her.
"Always wanted to fight you-but this seems to be even more fun," she snickered.
"Fight her lady-we want a fight not a kissoff!" (Some people seemed to have a one-track mind = or so thought the blonde). It seemed like the women in the small group of onlookers for sure wanted a fight. Perhaps those wrist bindings should be loosened.
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"Take this you stupid bitch!"
Pow. Wham. Whack. Slap.
One redhead was in BIG Trouble as she tried to get away from her furious angry attacker. Revenge could be so much fun....
"Yeooouccchhhh!"
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"Yeochhhh!" Julianne screamed as her scalp exploded in pain courtesy the nasty head wrenching hair pull courtesy Lisa (aka Tori Sinclair). The beautiful topless busty redhead legendary catfighter had escaped her two tormentors. Only those who had observed had seen it. Susan lay to the side, moaning, looking in a daze, rubbing both her jaw and her crotch gingerly. She paid no attention to her friend who she had rescued from Lisa's wrath a few moments earlier. Boy could Julianne use her help now.
Whack. Slap. Slaps and punches delivered lightning fast with pure feminine catfight fury; Lisa slapped and punched Julianne silly, stripped her to her bra and panties. Julianne screamed, tried to flee, foolishly tried to even return a punch, which Lisa blocked easily. Suddenly Lisa's hand was on her chin-Lisa got up close and personal behind her luscious enemy; she sunk a fist into her right kidney, then drove a hard fist into the small of Juliannes' back; she jerked back on her chin, bending her backwards.
"Umpfhhh, Ummmmm," stifled screams in the form of sexy moans and grunts as the topless redhaired beauty worked over her rival. Suddenly sweet relief to her back; Lisa removed her fist, reached up, unsnapped Julianne's bra and ripped it clean off. More muffled screams, protests, threats, whatever.
"Show everyone your TITS, sweetie," Lisa hissed. (Her Tori Sinclair was coming out bigtime.)
Sensing danger approaching, Lisa spun her now topless rival around, shot a perfect uppercut to Julianne's lovely jaw knocking her out. Three women bystanders moved in to catch the lovely actress. Lisa smiled as she watched two of them instantly begin to cop feels; those beautiful milky white pretty pink nippled breasts were no doubt a lovely "woman on woman" temptation.
Whoosh.
Blam.
"Uhhhhhhhh."
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Susan's fist blazed past Lisa's lucky duckin' head. She swung so hard that she lost her balance and stumbled forward.
The incoming punch sunk deep into the beautiful veteran actress's belly; air escaped her quivering lips as her belly button met her spine.
"I'm gonna enjoy this, Miss Susan," Lisa hissed as she grabbed a double handful of Susans' silky red hair; she jerked her off balance, positioned her just right, moved in and lifted her knee hard and fast, her kneecap giving a nasty painful "Hello" to shall we say, "Susan's sweet spot."
Lisa executed a perfect throw move and sent her rival to the floor. A kick to the ribs...A gasp of pain; Susan rolled and crawled away.
"Gosh, that was easy, way to easy, but kinda fun." Lisa was both happy for the quick victory, but a bit disappointed. She had heard that the actress could be feisty and a real hellcat. She seemed to be a wimp.
Susan whimpered, gasped in pain. She looked dazed, beaten and yes quite hot. Her lovely hair was a mess, makeup smudged. Somehow she was missing two buttons on her blouse....revealing "hidden treasures?"
"Get up when you're ready, ok? I'm not done with you yet-BITCH!"
Lisa smiled smuggly as she watched Susan's dazed face flush red with anger, then registered rage. Susan bit her bottom lip, then licked her lips, looking quite sensuous, like she was anticipating some fun. She stared hard at Lisa...like she was thinkin' "I'm gonna pound her ass, maul those boobs, rip her hair out by the roots." As she plotted her plan of catfight action, Susan wished she knew the bitches name and who she was. Lisa didn't have that problem. She had known who Susan was for a long time. She had watched all the movies the bitch had played in. She had fantasized about taking Susan on; she didn't like anything about her. This was sooooo much fun....She couldn't wait to resume the fun...and finish the fight...her way!
Susan was on her feet, moving in fast.
Whack...WHAck...WHACKKKK...
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Three lightning fast slaps rocked Lisa's world; she staggered backwards. "Cute little Suzy girl" could slap-HARD. Sharp talons latched onto Lisa's big luscious left breast. A nail scratched her nipple.
"YEOOUCHHH!" Lisa screamed. (Tori Sinclair was coming out fast)....(Lookout when "Tori" is unleashed).
(Note: Tori Sinclair and Lisa Comshaw are the same-ONE hot sexy catfighter)
Tori's scream hadn't trailed into silence before her hand and fingers morphed into a hard tight fist.
POW!
Susan's lovely head snapped back as her lovely eyes bounced around; pain exploded between her legs. She felt her rivals' sweet hot breath on her face as Tori kept her hard knee cap up between her legs and commenced a painful pubic mound grind. Susan's lovely body instantly weakened as it became engulfed in the debilitating pain from said nasty dirty move.
"Ready for more fun lady?" Tori taunted as she dropped her offending leg down. She grabbed the stunned redhead by the hair, spun her around, slapped her silly, then slowly, deliberately began to shred her expensive outfit, thread by thread, top to bottom.
"I like you're bra-bitch, sorry it's leaving you without the support you need," Tori snickered noticing just a tad bit of sag. As Susan screamed, Tori threw her into a nearby wall almost knocking her out. She lunged, buried her fingers in Susan's hair, jerked her around and then wrestled the topless actress to the carpet. She relieved her of everything except her sexy garters and panties. To the lucky observers she then gave a most delightful catfight treat; she mounted Susan sitting on her belly, she slapped, squeezed and twisted the now tearful actresses' breasts.
"Get her-pinch her nipples," someone yelled. (It was Julianne Moore).
Tori was all to happy to comply with such a naughty suggestion.
"Ouchie, Please, stop it, somebody help, get her off me, that hurts," Susan bawled.
Bonk...Bonk...Bonk....Tori treated her topless rival to some head banging.
Suddenly Tori had a wicked idea. She shifted her weight, cupped her own big beautiful breasts, crushed them together, tweaked her stiff nipples until they were at their biggest, hardest. With a wicked sneer she leaned down and treated the sobbing Susan to an upclose inspection of her luscious "pride and joys."
NOOooooUmpppph.
As the onlookers (and Julianne) went wild, Tori continued her Titty to Face Introduction to Susan. She demanded that Susan kiss her breasts, then suck her nipples.
"Hmmmmm, that looks like fun," Julianne mused, her thoughts becoming barely audible as she moved closer. She was almost giddy with catfight lust when Tori finally jumped off Susan, stood up and turned to her.
"Wanna fight me again, Red-or do you want something else?" Tori snipped. She watched the topless redhead hesitate, her face flush. Tori smiled. She turned to watch poor almost naked, beaten Susan slowly, unsteadily get up. She saw the incoming fist coming fast; she ducked. Julianne's fist connected-wrong redhead. Susan's dazed face went blank as she staggered and went down. Perfect punch to the jaw...just the wrong jaw.
Whoooosh.
Wham. Thunk. Tori's fists found their mark; Julianne's jaw, and each lovely breast. A double handful of redhair, once again. A head butt. Julianne staggered, her lovely legs buckled. Tori guided her pretty head down to the exact spot.
"Umpppphhh."
"There you stupid bitch-hope you can find something sweet down there." Tori snickered as she pushed Julianne's face between Susan's legs. A few moans ensued, The victorious redhead surveyed the scene. She felt flushed, hot as heck, horny--she smiled, looked around as the onlookers shouted out somewhat "nasty" suggestions to both defeated redheads. Tori felt good; she wanted more action....she wanted another victory, maybe two....she disappeared into the now cheering crowd of lucky onlookers...
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"Let's hurry-gotta see the fight!"
"I hear it's the best one yet--some beautiful blonde with big boobs-and a hot newslady" one lovely woman said to her friend as they walked arm in arm as fast as they could to the Mystery Room that was filling up fast.
"One quick stop first," Emily announced. She pointed her friends Cali and Paris towards the nearby door that said "Dressing Room" (For the unlucky bitches)
There in a most provocative cartoon illustration of two women in a catfight; one wore only half of a torn blouse; her skirt was missing and she had sexy pantyhose full of rips, tears, and runs; her makeup smeared, her lipstick smudged; the other part of the cartoon showed her primped and proper after she came out of the dressing room.
The three hotties, Cali Logan, Emily Addison and Paris Kennedy dropped in, primped fast and came out "dressed to kill" or catfight; they actually looked hotter and sexier than before they each had arrived earlier; it seemed to be almost a magical room; all wore sexy revealing blouses, short skirts and heels. Cali initially objected wanting to change into a bikini.
"No, dress our way, IF the newswoman is who I think it is, this will be more fun," Paris said. She felt so hot and excited. She (and her two friends) had a delicious tantalizing catfight "appetizer." All the cheers and excited yells coming from the mystery room promised some real "catfight heat."
"Oh, that's soooo naughty," Emily cooed as Cali came up behind her as she was sitting refreshing her makeup; Cali gave her hair a good slow pull, reached down, slipped her hand in her blouse and squeezed her breast tenderly at first, then switched to hard and painful.
"Yeowcchie," Emily whinced.
"Hey, save it for later," Paris warned.
In a flash the three were up, out the door and pushing through the crowd to get a closeup look at the action.
"Uhhhhhh,Ummpppph, Oooooooh, Ummmmphhhh."
"That's it, you got her....take her down, Katie..."
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'Uhhhhh, Ungggggh, Errrrckkkk, Oooohmmph."
Grunts and groans, pure sexiness and erotic, as feminine muscles strained for victory.
"You're going down blondie-both you and those big boobs of yours," the older woman snarled as her sexy impressive biceps bulged. Not an ounce of "flab" on her beautiful arms. She stared into the lovely eyes of her beautiful busty blonde rival, relishing the strain and struggle she seemed to be having. She added a bit of squeeze to her rivals fingers. She wasn't showing it in the least, but she was struggling. She knew the crowd was for her....BUT...
Did they really want her to win?
"They might just want to see this sexy big boobed blonde lose; or those boobs to pop out."
A wry smile slowly, subtly formed on the older newsbabes' lips; she positioned her strong sexy, perfectly muscled legs into a better position under the table. She leaned in, summoned her strength.
"C'mon blondie, you can do it, Don't let her win," an eager bystander shouted. He was so excited to see these two do battle he thought he might have a full blown heart-attack right there. Well, maybe his long time favorite Catfight Legend, Porn star, Tanya Danielle would give him CPR. But then that lovely newsbabe might try to stop her. He looked hard at the older woman who's beautiful perky face was pert near gleaming with winning, conquering spirit. She was pouring it on, making lovely Tanya strain and yes even squirm a little. Every move seemed to make those big boobs strain against the tight, skimpy low-cut top. Perhaps just a bit more struggle.
"Girls, this is really hot, really good; hope Tanya wins," Paris Kennedy mused as she, Cali, and Emily moved up a bit closer. This action was good, but all three secretly hoped for a catfight. And yes, somehow their involvement...?
It was a sight indeed.....Tanya wore that tight low-cut top, shorts and was barefoot. Katie wore a lovely satiny button down the front blouse, short skirt, pantyhose, heels.
"Oh my, look at that slut, Katie-showing all that cleavage," Cali said.....All three snickered as did those who heard the snide comment. Yes, the top two buttons were unbuttoned on Katies' blouse; a bit of the lace bra was a bit visible.
"Uhhhhhh, Ohhhhh, Uhhhh-Uhhhhh."
"OH MY-
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Kaley Cuoco wouldn't be at that party, would she? I hear Paris Kennedy can't stand her. :)
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I think I heard a rumor that lovely Kaley was watching another catfight in another room; Paris heard the rumor as well; she licked her lips, got a naughty smirk on her face that must have been a pleasant thought. Perhaps wrapping her legs around the sexy blondes waist, grabbing a handful of lovely blonde hair and a handful of _ _ _? Hopefully she "survives" the immediate action she and her friends are observing now.
Will Katy or Tanya win? Can "mere armwrestling' be sexy? Or will this lead to something else?
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Sexy, hard, perfectly formed arm muscles bulged...Katy was pouring her sexy perkiness on full bore as she strained to force the gorgeous blondes hand and arm down into defeat. Tanya's beautiful face showed her intensity and determination to do the same. Her sensuous lips began to quiver a bit as sweat beaded on her brow. She grunted and groaned sexily; her full breasts bulged out of her top; Katie snickered, whispered softly about the blonde's sluttiness; "Look, uhhh, everybody, Unggggh, her big boobs are gonna pop out," Katie said trying to embarrass Tanya to gain an advantage. (Little did she know Tanya's profession, history, likes, wishes). Tanya was relishing all the looks she, her body and her chest was getting. She squirmed a bit more just for fun. Most all the guys in the audience were hoping for some serious "boob liberation,"
"Uhhhhhh, Umpppfhhh, Oooooooh," both beauties moaned.
"C'mon Katie, you can do it, take her down!"
"Kick that bitches ass, Tanya" Cali Logan whispered. Emily snickered. She slipped up close behind Cali.
"This makes me sooooooo horney," she whispered in her friends' ear. She pressed her firm breasts into Cal's back.
"Isn't this hot," Paris whispered as she slipped up behind Emily.
The three beauties were all secretly cheering for Tanya. Tanya needed their support. She was now straining, grunting, even gasping as the perky newsbabe kept pouring it on.
"Hey, better not do that here-people will see you." Cali said.
No need to worry; everyone in the now tightly packed crowd was watching Katie or Tanya.
"That feels good, it makes me hot," Cali thought. Emily's hands were cupping, squeezing her breasts, rubbing her stiff nipples through her bra and blouse.
"More, don't stop, please," Emily thought as Paris' skillful expert hands felt her firm love mounds, teased her stiff nipples.
"C'mon Tanya, you can take her-don't give up!"
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"Uhhhhhhh...Owieeee," Tanya moaned as she felt her arms getting tired and strained against her rivals' "perky" strength.
"You're goin' down sweetie," Katie rasped in a most gleeful, confident snarl. Her eyes locked onto the beautiful blonde's straining face, her perfect pouty lips; (Katie despised Prissy Big-Boobed Blondes); she sensed that Tanya was in trouble; she looked at her big boobs, straining against that flimsy top; sexy areolas were now showing just a bit. Another round of squirming, straining and maybe her nips will pop out, Katie thought.
"This is really hot," Cali whispered to her two friends. Emily agreed with a nod. Paris was silent; she was totally immersed in erotic thoughts; what she would do if Tanya won; what she would do if Katie won.
"Yeooowwwch..Aieeeeee." Cries of defeat escaped Tanya's sensuous lips as her older rival pinned her arm down hard and fast. For spite, Katie squeezed the surprised defeated blonde's fingers painfully and twisted the hand, wrist harm painfully hard.
"Oucccccch... You win, let me go you old cow," Tanya snapped. Katie released her fingers and the two slowly stood up and slipped out from the two opposing chairs and special table set up.
Several in the crowd shouted out "Congrats" to Katie who was more that excited and happy that she had won. She started to turn around.....
WHAM!
One blistering hard bitch slap.
"Arrrgggggh." Katie screamed as the left side of her lovely face exploded in pain. She staggered, losing her balance. She almost went down.
"How's that feel lady?" Tanya shouted as she balled her fist. She was mad as hell. She did not like to lose and she had felt that the older "newswoman" was very condescending to her.
"Why you stupid blonde bitch. How dare you hit me?" Katie snarled. She balled a fist.
Whaccck.
Wham.
Ripppppppp-
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One angry punch to the busty blondes chin, and a sock to the belly rocked Tanya's world. She gasped in pain as she felt an angry tug at the front of her top, she heard the RIPPPPPPPP.... and felt a slight breeze on her chest, that very impressive famous chest. (Perhaps the breeze was from the collective crowds' gasping "Ahhhhhhhh, Oh My....")
The crowd was one mass of movement....People moved out instantly to give the two beauties room to fight; now people were pushing, clamoring to get a better look.
"Those tits...Look at those tits!"
Katie snickered as Tanya tried to pull the two sides of the torn top together. Guys who had seen Tanya before smiled silently, secretly surprised at her modesty.
As Katie moved in to finish the blonde bitch off, Tanya shot her leg out delivering a well placed kick to Katie's lower belly.
"Oooofff, Uhhhh," the older woman moaned as she staggered back. Her face flushed with pain, then morphed into anger. She charged.
Whooosssh.
Another kick...this time a miss. Incoming Katie grabbed the lovely leg, jerked it from side to side, then upwards hard and fast. Tanya screamed and went down. Katie, holding that lovely leg, raked her nails painfully, slowly clawing the lovely calf muscle, wrenched the leg and foot painfully.
"Yieeeeeee-Ouchieee," Tanya bawled, her beautiful eyes filling with tears.
"You're mine you big boobed blonde bimbo, ALL mine," Katie hissed as she pounced.
A most erotic, steamy, sensual perky Newwoman vs blonde bimbo roll around catfight tussle ensued; Hairpulling, slapping, scratching....Katie was soon in control as she wrapped her long strong sexy legs around Tanya's waist and began to squeeze.
One heckuva sight; Tanya's useless top torn in two was still on her shoulders,,,,, lovely blonde hair mussed, and tangled, chest heaving, those sexy legs squirming helplessly, her arms flailing, beautiful face sporting a rather helpless look as she began gasping for air. She couldn't believe she was losing to such a perky older bitch.....
Katie's makeup smeared, her hair mussed up, her skirt riding high, the torn pantyhose, one high heel shoe strap had broken and the heel was slowly coming off. And her blouse seemed to be a bit looser up front.....
"Go for her tits, get those big tits Katie dear!"
"Aieeeeeeee."
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"Arggggh, Let gooooo you crazy bitch," Tanya screeched in high-pitched agony as the older woman latched onto her huge left breast; Katy dug her sharp nails in deep as her other arm snaked around Tanya's throat and tightened changing Tanya's screams into rather helpless groans and moans.
"C'mon Katie, get her good!"
Several women were cheering for Katie. Most the men seemed to be cheering for Tanya or were just plane speechless. Both beauties were absolutely steaming hot. Two pairs of fantastic perfectly muscled sexy legs put on their own show; Katies legs wrapped around the busty blonde; Tanya's legs kicked wildly...her sexy bare feet sported perfectly painted, manicured toes.
"Strip her Katie, strip her!"
Tanya, yes Tanya, that Tanya suddenly felt frightened and embarrassed. She struggled, strained, landed a lucky backwards thrust of an elbow to Katies' smirking face.
Bonk.
Tanya sunk her sharp nails into Katie's powerful leg and thigh muscles. Katie yelped. Tanya broke free, made it to her feet, took a few steps looking like a drunken sailor, then bolted out the door, all the while trying to hold her torn top together. She was whimpering, crying like a frightened schoolgirl.
"Get outta my way!"
Two screams...some yelling and a rather unexpected sound.
"Hey Katie dear...just let her go." A rather snippy but oh-so-sexy voice shouted out.
Katie slowly halted her lunge; she turned around almost stumbling over her one slipping, sliding heel. She looked disappointed-like a tigress just missing bringing down a lovely antelope.
"C'mon back Miss Katie, let's see how good you really are!"
Paris Kennedy was all sexy confidence as she pointed her finger at the older woman, bent it back and said,"Come over and let's see if you can beat me....younger, stronger, better."
"And sexier!" someone shouted.
Katie's face suddenly flushed with anger.
"Why of course I can beat you.....easily...." Katie snarled as the crowd cheered as she walked back, slipped into the chair...and raised her arm up, motioned Paris to join her.
Paris stared at the older woman; she looked so hot; "Miss Perfect" was a bit mussed up...perfectly coiffured hair mussed up, smeared makeup.....Paris stared into her eyes, then looked down southward;
A sexy lace bra was partially revealed through the torn blouse. She noted the older womans fully erect stiff nipples pushing against the bracups and torn blouse.
"She's hot, so hot, I'm gonna take her down; take her down ALLLLL the way!"
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It might be nice to have two other news babes come to Katie's aid, if she needed it. Brooke Baldwin,CNN, and Andrea Tantaros,Fox News, both heard about Katie kicking ass. Maybe not, because Brooke and Andrea can't stand each other. Hummmm!
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"Get her Katie!"
"Take the little bitch down!"
Most seemed to be cheering for Katie...(At least the women?!
The men who knew something about Paris Kennedy were silently cheering for her...(At least some of their important 'parts' were).
"Little Miss, I'm taking you down hard," Katie snarled, pouring on her perky energy and strength full bore and fast; she relished Paris' astonished gasp as the younger porn star felt the true and unexpected strength of the older woman. She shifted her weight, put all her sexy strength into the battle.
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"Uhhhh, Ohhhh," Tanya slowed her pace down as she blasted out of the room. She was trying to keep her torn top together and tell herself how stupid it was to be intimidated by that bitch newsbabe Katie.
"Stupid old broad, I should have kicked her ass good, then stripped her," the beautiful busy blonde mused, picturing in her mind the erotic catfight scene of ripping Katie's blouse to shreds, tearing off her bra and choking her with it. Tanya suddenly felt horney as heck.
So entranced with the fantasy she failed to see the hot blonde heading straight for her.
"Oh my, Wow, how lucky for ME!"
"And How UNLUCKY for her!"
A sexy playful, hungry tongue carressed perfectly pouty lips.
One hot blonde eyed the other unawared busty blonde, ready to attack, fight, strip and devour her prey....(Think erotic jungle catfight scene?_
"I am soooo hungry for some candy, some sweeeeeeet," the slender blonde whispered to herself. She noticed the other blonde's erect nipples poking through the torn top.....
"Heyyyyy, what the hell?"
Charlize Theron had lunged, surprising Tanya and almost scared her to death.
Instant pain in her scalp was her reward (or punishment) for not being aware courtesy her own catfight fantasy.
Now: Reality hit.
Long sexy talons clawed at Tanya's hair; a blazing fast flash of leg as a well placed knee slammed into the busty catfight legends groin.
"Uhhhhhhhh, No, stop," Tanya found herself screeching as Charlize worked her over with full catfight fury.
Slaps, punches, a series of most painful holds, knees and punches to the legs, groin, ribs put Tanya in a hurricane of trouble.
"Noooo----Don't....Pleaseeeee."
The flustered and surprised Tanya's pleas for mercy went unheaded as Charlize shouted in victorious delight as she tore the torn top from Tanya's big beautiful chest, then began focusing her attention on those big beautiful bouncing boobs.....
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"Uhhhhhhh...Unggggg....Umpppfffh." Gasp, wheeze, gasp.
One lovely "arm wrestler" was in trouble---
"Uhhhhh-YeoOUCHIEEEEE!"
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Paris squealed in agony as the older woman wrenched her arm with a burst of energy. Katie smirked and whispered under her breath,"Gotcha ya little bitch!"
"No pain, no gain?" More than a slogan-Paris' lovely face sporting pain morphed instantly into furious rage; only a few onlookers saw her signal to her friends.
"Oucccchh...Ouchieee, My arm, you hurt my arm," Paris shouted her voice full of insincere anquish. She shouted a blood curdling battle cry as she half stood up,
reached out and grabbed a double handful of Katie's hair.
"Aieeeee," the startled older beautiful newsbabe screamed as the young sexy porn star made her move.
"Gonna teach you, Miss Katie dearie," Paris snipped as she slipped out of her seat, jerked Katie by her hair clean out of her chair.
"CATFIGHT!" somebody yelled, utterly thrilled to see more action....
Whammm.
Katie's fist shot out as she treated Paris to a well placed punch to the jaw.
"Uhhhhh," Paris grunted as she released her hair hold and staggered back a few steps.
Rippppppppp.
The delicious catfight sound effect of lovely feminine attire being ripped off a luscious body filled the air.
Cali Logan had moved in behind Katie, grabbed the neckline of her parially opened blouse and tore it clean off in one naughty move.
"Nice bra bitch," Paris shouted as she darted in, slapped Katie hard across the face. She grabbed both thin sexy shoulder straps on Katies' sexy lace bra and yanked her forward. One strap broke as the younger woman smashed her knee up into Katies' crotch.
"Get her bra off," Emily shouted. She was sooo excited as she watched Cali reach out and unsnap Katie's bra. Paris ripped it clean off exposing the older womans' beautiful full perky breasts.
"Aiiiiiiiie, NO, stop it, Help!"
"Such nice tits, pretty perky for an old broad," Paris smirked, sneered, snickered as she moved in close and cupped, felt and squeezed Kathies beautiful breasts as Cali held her somewhat still.
Kathie's loud protests, threats and cussing kind of irritated Emily as she moved in and with a horney laugh, clamped her hand over Katies' lovely mouth.
"Uhhhhh, Ummphhhh." As the now topless older woman squirmed, she felt hands tugging at her skirt....
"Uhhh-Ohhhh, This is not good, this is not good at all!"
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"Eeeeeeekkk. Stop it, Pleaseeeeee. Eeeeeeeekk."
Ear piercing screams as desperate as a frightened school girl, yet sounding like a sexy mature woman filled the air, drawing attention to the commotion (i.e. catfight) in the hall.
A few brave and extremely fortunate bystanders in the crowded "arm wrestling arena" room ventured out the doorway. Immediate reward.
"Look at 'em go!" One drunken old dude shouted to his excited wife. Little did anyone know that she had many fond memories of catfights way back when. She outshuffled her guy towards the action.
Two drop dead gorgeous blondes; the busty one now topless and trying to fend off punches and slaps to her huge breasts; Tanya was barefoot and wearing only cheek revealing shorts.
Whack. Smack. Whack. Whack.
A hard open handed smack to the left breast. A punch to the chin. Then open handed slaps to each breast seemed to add a bit of volume to the pitch of Tanya's pained, frustrated screams.
The catfight pornstar's rival was pure gorgeousness. Charlize was wearing a very sexy evening gown sporting a long slit in either side revealing her fantastic perfect sexy legs. Heels of course.
Whaackkk.
Charlize gasped as Tanya's sudden'n'surprising roundhouse caught the left side of her face. She staggered.
"How's this, huh?" Charlize felt a slight blush burst across her face as she heard the RIPPPPPPPP of her own gown. Her small, firm exquisite breasts were now feeling the same "freedom" as her bustier
blonde rival was.
Whooosssh. Thunnnkkkmmmm.
Tanya swung again; Charlize caught her fist mid-air, sunk a punch to the blonde's belly, slipped behind her and smacked her in the back of the head.
"Uhhhhhhh," Tanya groaned as she gasped, bent over and stumbled a bit.
An instant double fist; Charlize moved in fast, raised her double fist and smacked Tanya hard in the back.
"Now for some fun with those big knockers, Blondie!" Charlize hissed as she grabbed a handful of the blondes' long silky hair, jerked her head up and pack painfully fast forcing Tanya's upper body backwards.
"Huhhh-Uhhhh, NuhhhhNooooo," Tanya groaned as she felt long sexy arms slip under her arms around her waist; long strong sexy fingers spread wide and "Oh my"
"Nice....firmmm..biggg...sensitive too, huh Blondie?" Charlize cooed as she sunk her fingers deep into Tanya Danielle's huge beautiful breasts; her sharp nails dug deep into the huge brown tender aerolae. Her breath, hot and sweet flowed against the back of Tanya's neck.
"Please, my boobs, Stop, you're killing my boobs-Aieeeee!"
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"I'm gonna kill you!"
"Yeah right, just you try!"
Angry shouts and threats seemed to be filling the huge arena.
Another gorgeous busty blonde ran out a room. The word "Run" used loosely as just how can a gorgeous busty blonde "run' in heels. But then neither could her beautiful brunette rival.
One, two, three, four, five, six good steps, only a few yards;
Touchdown!
No, "Takedown," via a nasty naughty hairpull.
Blonde screams in defeat. Brunette shouts a victory shout as she forces the blonde to her hands and knees, then jumps on her back.
"Gotcha now lady!" the drop dead gorgeous brunette shouts as she tugs viciously at the lovely blondes hair. She tightens her perfectly muscled, perfectly sculpted leg muscles around her blonde victim's waist.
"She's got her!" one lucky guy shouts; he had sat down on a nearby "bench" as he had gotten winded just watching the action between Charlize and Tanya. This was almost toooo much.
"Nooo, nooo, she doesn't got me....not yet," the blonde screams to herself as she feels the long strong legs tighten around her waist. She glances in a nearby mirror.
"Not bad, IF I do go down, she's darn beautiful-gorgeous legs, sexy short dress, moving up, up---NOOOOO, I must fight."
Desperation, most sexy desperation.
"Buck, buck, I've got to buck her off!" Jenna Jameson shouted to her reflection, the gorgeous high heeled, evening gown clad blonde in the mirror....she must buck off that lovely bitch....
Gasp...Cougggh...Wheezeeee....
Perhaps Karen McDougal did have her.....
"Uhhhhhh,Nuu-Uhhhhhh."
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Nice tease! Looking forward to more. ;D
IRISH
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"Squirm and squeal you big boobed bimbo," Karen snarls as she rides Jenna like a rodeo cowgirl rides a bucking bronco. The gorgeous shapely well-toned brunette reached down to use her "horsies" neckline as reins...she yanked hard upwards and felt the blonde's dress start to rip.
"Buck girl, buck harder," Jenna screamed to herself as she felt her riders' legs tighten even harder; she began gasping for breath.
"Hang tight, stay with her," the guy shouted between his excited gasps for air. He was enjoying watching the brunette take the ride of her life; Karen's sexy mini-dress had slid way up revealing her long strong sexy perfectly muscled thighs and calves. She had kicked off her heels. No pantyhose needed. Just soft sexy leggggggggggs.... doing their best to squeeze Miss Blonde Big Boobs' lungs till they screamed for mercy. Karen's beautiful firm breasts bulged out of the front of her tight low-cut dress revealing a sexy black lace see through bra.
"Gotta get up off this bench, get closer to the action," the lucky old duffer wheezed as he walked towards the action. He noted both battling beauties' assets, especially their breasts; Jenna's impressive knockers were almost completely exposed-well almost to the nipple. She glanced up to see his eyes staring down. She smiled. She loved to tease.
"Hey...there you are..." A high pitched feminine voice pierced the air. Seems like the old duffer had an acquaintance that was soon at his side. He seemed a bit embarrassed but soon was okay when his lovely shared his stares at the now gasping, whimpering blondes; huge breasts...
"Oh good, her nip" he mused as Jenna's left breast gave way a bit more and out popped her rock hard, erect stiff thick nipple.
"Aieeeeeeee." Karen rewarded her for that somewhat involuntary move with a nasty naughty pinch.
"Yeeeahhhhh."
"Oh look, my favorite blonde is winning!"
Rippppppppp.
"Oh noooooo-pleaseeee...."
Whack. Slap. Slap-
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Good stuff Kevan! Thanks! 🍻
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Tanya was in pain, trouble and getting mad as hell. As Charlize's long strong angry fingers continued mauling her huge beautiful breasts, the busty blonde catfighter bemoaned her predicament and called on all her strength and catfighting smarts. An angry twist sideways, a hard well placed elbow fired backwards. She broke free, spun around and treated her stunned blonde tormentor to a punch to the jaw, then blistering facial bitch slaps.
"Uhhhhhh, Ohhhhhh, Ungggggh," Charlize moaned with each blow. She staggered all the while trying to pull up her torn gown to cover her small but oh so beautiful perky breasts.
"Hmmmmm, trying to cover those mosquito-bite titties-we'll just see about that," Tanya mocked with a catty smirk.
Another blistering slap sent her rival staggering back another few feet. As Charlize tripped Tanya lunged, grabbed a double handful of her hair, jerked the screaming beauty towards her and slammed her knee up into her pubic mound.
"Uhhhhhhh." A most whimpering sexy groan courtesy the naughty move.
"Feel good? So sorry, let me make you feel better you hot blonde flat chested bitch," Tanya rasped. She grabbed the tall blonde's mussed up hair once again, jerked her fully upright, smacked her in the ribs, then slipped behind her.
One topless busty blonde babe, behind her not-so busty blonde rival, squeezing and pinching luscious oh so sensitive perky breasts and stiff button nipples.
At least one lucky bystander was once again "weak in the knees" and looking for a bench. His lovely honey snickered as she slipped up beside him and began to cheer Tanya on.
"That's it honey, pinch her boobs, twist her nips-harder."
"Nooooooo, somebody help, she's killin' me!" Jenna, lovely Jenna had bucked Karen off, but barely made a few steps in her new found freedom when the lovely brunette caught her again....Vicious hairpulls, a flurry of stinging slaps....then Karen went for it,,,,
She shredded the blonde porn stars dress, tore it off leaving her in pantyhose which soon became perforated due to the brunettes lightning fast, perfectly manicured sharp nails.
Karen seemed to be in complete control as she now slapped the busty topless blonde silly; firing well placed punches to her belly, ribs and those huge beautiful bouncing breasts.
"What's the matter you blonde bimbo, can't fight back, huh?" Karen taunted.
"Uhhhh,Nuhhh, Uhhhhh." Defeated moans, groans were the reply as Jenna backpedaled, windmilling her arms clumsily trying to block her rivals' punches, slaps, etc.
"Gonna take her down NOW!" Karen mused....she was picturing what fun she would have with the busty bitch. She lunged.
Silent. Unnoticed. The angry fist came out of nowhere.
"Arggggggh." Karen's beautiful eyes rolled as her lovely head snapped back,
Poor Karen.
She was suffering an unexpected setback.
And she wasn't the only one.
"Stop it...leave me alone....I'll kill every one of you."
One outnumbered angry newsbabe had had just about enough.
Wham!
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OK did Jenna get a lucky punch in? Or did one of her friends come to her call for help? Either way I can’t wait to read what comes next….
IRISH
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"Uhhnggg," Katie gasped as yet another punch sunk into her belly. She was mad as hell, desperate as she frantically to both block the punches, slaps and pinches as well as land a lucky blow to any one of her three lovely attackers.
Emily, Paris and Cali seemed to be in "catfight paradise" as they worked over the lovely now topless newswoman; they pulled her hair, slapped and pinched her beautiful breasts, twisted her nipples, peppered her belly with stinging light punches, and felt her up. Suddenly Paris grabbed her pretty head and forcefully kissed her. Cali and Emily suddenly stopped their nasty attacks and each cupped a breast, and began teasing the captured nipple expertly.
"Yeah kiss her hard, that's it," Emily laughed.
Katie's face flushed red and she gasped for air when Paris finally broke the kiss.
"Oh, my I think she's really turned on," Cali giggled as she jerked Katie off balance, dropped her head and flicked an erect nipple with her tongue.
"Hey, I want her, she's mine," Paris snipped. Cali paid no attention as her hungry eager tongue and lips expertly "took" the captured love nub.
"Stop, Stop it now, I'm gonna kill you all of you," Katie snarled trying to sound full of fury in between gasps of seemingly reluctant pleasure.
"Oh, you still wanna fight lady?" Paris snapped, looking deep into the older woman's beautiful eyes. She detected a delicious mix of fear, anger, pleasure, excitement.
Whaaaccck. A stinging slap to the face sent Katie stumbling backwards.
"HEY!" Cali shouted as the delicious nipple seemed to vanish.
Her erotic lunch had "dissipated" but the sight of Katie stumbling backwards, her long sexy strong arms windmilling, her bouncing boobs and Emily catching her seemed to make up for any loss.
"Better watch out you clumsy old broad," Emily said as she wrapped one arm around Katies' waist and latched onto a perky breast with her free hand. Her long sexy fingers sunk in just deep enough to cause more than a tad of erotic discomfort.
"Let's teach her a lesson, a real good lesson," Paris said licking her lips. She was sizzling with catfight excitement and lust. Her own erect nipples pressed against her tight blouse. Cali noticed. This action made Cali so hot that she was ready to do anything to Katie or tussle with Paris....or Emily....or ?
"Old miss perky has been naughty; she deserves to be punished.....any ideas people?"
Paris's words seemed to stun the excited cheering crowd....Sudden but momentary silence...
"Spank her...spank her ass....her perky, perky ass," someone shouted.
Instant pushing of the "LIKE" button....Emily, Cali and Paris smiled with the "I'm gonna take you down bitch" catfight smile that only seasoned catfighters knew.
"Whaaaa-Uhhhhh." Katie gasped as Emily released her and gave her a hard push in the back sending her stumbling forward. All three younger ladies grabbed her, worked as one.
"Nooooo...What the hell?" Katie screamed as they wrestled and pulled her over to the two-chair stand arm wrestling setup.
"Yeah, hold her down-Hold her still."
One beautiful topless newsbabe was struggling, squirming, bent over....her sexy arms and shoulder muscles moving helplessly; her feet were off the floor; those long lean sexy perfectly muscled legs kicking, thrashing helplessly. Cali darted in and began to shred her panty hose as she ran her hands and fingers over Katie's legs...she dug her nails into the strong but tender calf muscles, she tore the pantyhose off her feet.
"So pretty, so helpless," Paris taunted as she moved in front of her luscious struggling prey. She stared at the squirming older woman, enjoyed watching Katies' perky twin "pride and joys" hang down, jiggle seductively. She bent over, reached out and cupped each breast, adjusted her fingers getting a good grip. She began to squeeze those two firm perky breasts rather rhymically. Her thumbs pressed up against the stiff nipples.
"Get her skirt....C'mon ladies-spank her!"
"Noooo-NOOOOO,"Katie moaned; her legs kicked harder; she reached out with her arms and grabbed Paris's hair.
"Ouchhhh, let go of my hair-or lose a nipple," Paris snapped.
Instant reluctant compliance. Katie's long strong sexy famous muscly arms hung down helplessly.
One, two, three long firm tugs.
One lovely skirt slid down over and off of sexy, tight "double-cheeks."
Katie winced as she thought for sure the girls were gonna strip her naked.
No...NO...NO....
Skirt stayed on; only that firm luscious vulnerable derriere was uncovered.
Whack. Whack. Whack. Times ?
Whimpering, pleading, threatening, gasping and pained but oh so sexy cries of one gorgeous older woman being spanked filled the air and bred sizzling catfight pleasure to the onlookers and of course the three catfighters who were becoming horney as heck.
"I give...I GIVE..."Katie moaned and yelped as each whack smacked her.
"I'm gonna kill that bitch!"
"Which one?"
"The one that's squeezing Katie's boobs, that one, I'm gonna pound her ass!"
"And I'm gonna take the Spanker!"
"Hey they're letting Katie up-let's wait."
Both lovely angry beauties wanted to avenge Katie.
"Whacha gonna do that bitch, Kaley?"
Smile, wicked, naughty smiles and smirks....and Plans....BIG PLANS.....
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You have my attention, sir!
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Action turns.
Action changes.
Fast.
Catfight action, that is.
The excited cheering crowd got suddenly silent as the three sexy naughty younger babes stopped their nastiness against the beautiful older woman.
"I'm gonna kill you, gonna kill you all," Katie snapped through sniffles, and embarrased gasps; she tried to ignore how intensely sensuously hot and excited she felt.
Paris stepped back and into perfect position for her "new plans." Cali and Emily stepped back as well. As Katie stood fully upright, she turned and snarled out threats
to both Emily and Cali. Both young lovelies simply smiled smuggly back at her. Cali winked at her, lifted her hands up and made squeezing motions. Emily giggled. All knew
that it would be fun to watch Cali squeeze the older woman's boobs for some more catfight fun.
"Uhhhh, boobs will get squeezed, and I'll twist yours clean off you arrogant little bitch," Katie said, her face flushing with pure rage.
"Whooooo-Hoooooo, Let's run, aren't you scared?" Cali said in mock horror. Emily snickered.
"Hey, what about me Katie dear, whacha' gonna do to me lady?" Paris asked loudly.
"C'mon, come get me, take me down, pound my ass," Paris taunted as she motioned for Katie to come after her.
Paris pretended to be scared, started to shake that sexy body of hers and took several steps backward as if to escape.
"Why you stupid little bitch," Katie screamed.
She lunged, her arms raised in anger, her fingers out like talons.
Whooosssh.
"Wha-? Ungggghhh."
Two angry steps...barely....those lovely sexy strong legs, beautiful feet, tangled in her own skirt that had slipped to the floor. Down that lovely newsbabe went.
In rushed lovely Emily and Cali; the two veteran catfight babes buried their fingers in Katie's hair, pulled her up rather roughly, rudely.
Slap. Whack. Punch. Wham. Whap.
"That does it-let's get 'em.....NOW!!!"
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"Nooo-stop-STOP IT...Ouchhh...." the topless newsbabe squealed as Cali and Emily went to work on her. Emily got behind the older woman, wrenched her arms painfully back and Cali with a giggle and nasty sneer began to slap Katie's breasts and pinch her nipples.
"Yeah get her, pinch 'em good....that is soooo hot...," Paris cheered. She seemed in a trance...unaware of the sexy, lovely danger fast approaching.
A flash of pink, denim blue and drop-dead gorgeousness....Kaley Cuoco lunged at her new "instantly hated" enemy. She had always liked Katie...couldn't stand unfair fights...Her tight lowcut pink top showcased her beautiful firm bulging breasts and yes her sexy flat tummy. Short "cheek revealing" denim cutoffs (shall we remember Daisy Duke?) added to her ultra hot fashion ensemble....Those flip-flop type sandals...well not so much, they slowed her down...she kicked them off...her bare feet now were rocketing for a most exciting "rumle."
"BITCH!"
"Tale this-it's for Katie!"
Pow.
Whack.
Wham......
Paris screamed as a flurry of hard stinging slaps peppered her stunned face. Instinctively she fired a punch...it just missed the angry blonde's head....An angry perfectly formed hard fist sunk deep into Paris' belly; she felt her belly explode in pain as she felt the air from her lungs escape her lips. Her scalp exploded with sheer fire as angry fingers buried into her hair and yanked hard.
"WHOA-WOW!" Excited yells and cheering broke from the now almost hysterical catfight lovers in the crowd.
Paris quickly shook off her agony, regained her senses and started to return blows.
Punches, slaps; all types....uppercuts, hooks, haymakers, jabs....open handed slaps, full blown bitch slaps-
Both beauties seemed to be equal in their skills and anger; well, maybe Blondie seemed a bit more pissed....
Blocking, dodging, ducking made most blows useless somewhat.
"Uhhhhh...Ohhhhh...Ungggghhh."
Sexy moans and erotic groans signalled a productive hit.
"Ouccccch-my hair--Let go,,,,,BITCH!"
Paris switched to more "Lady-style" fighting first...After a good productive jab to Kaley's lovely chin she grabbed that lovely silky blonde hair...with both hands...all fingers...
"Get her!"
"Come on....Get her!"
"Yieeeeeeee!
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Can't wait to see how this latest tussle goes. Two of my fave celebs!
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Great work, Kevan. The ongoing fight idea is great and your stories are a lot of fun. We're all enjoying the saga. Thanks for writing!
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Paris shrieked in agony as a hard elbow smacked square into her left breast.
Kaley giggled; was that a lucky blow or on purpose? Who cares? As Paris let go of the blonde's hair, Kaley spun around and drilled a good punch to her rival's belly.
"Get her Pen-I mean Katie,Kaley, whatever the hell your name is," one older excited fan shouted....(Seems there was a bunch, herd or gathering of older dudes and their wives at this place.)
"Ummm, Ahem, yes get her Miss Kaley, pound the bitch good." Wifey shouted sounding even more excited than her hubby.
"Uhhhh," Paris gasped, surprised at the blonde's power in her punch. She stumbled backwards, quickly gathered her wits and anger.
Quick, but not quick enough; she felt a tug up front and heard her blouse rip. Lovely blonde Kaley was getting mean.
"Nice bra, bitch!" Kaley snarled.
"You're gonna lose it-it's payback for Katie you know!"
Paris blocked a punch, delivered a jab to the blonde's jaw, then slapped her hard sending her stumbling backwards into the crowd.
"What the hell?"
"They're nice, full and quite firm," the older woman said, her face flushing just a bit as she copped a good feel when she and her man of many years caught her.
Katey swung a wild angy but harmless elbow as she fairly shot out of her vulnerable position. She angrily stomped towards Paris.
Both lovelies circled each other; the crowd of onlookers backing up giving them room.
"Get her Kaley-rip her bra off!"
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"Two bad you're gonna miss the fun, sweetie!"
"Whaa-Umpppfhhh." Katie gasped, startled, stunned and suddenly afraid.
Emily clamped her hand over the topless older babe's mouth, stiffling her screams.
"Hope she has sweet dreams...horney dreams," Cali laughed as she watched Emily had a nose pinch to her nasty hold. Katie's lovely body started to weaken, her sexy muscles losing strength, energy. Her lovely eyelashes fluttered.
"One last feel and pinch, for erotic memories - of the hot catfight that you lost, okay lady?" Cali snickered as she moved up close, cupped the older womans breasts, tweaked and pinched her nipples, hard, still fully erect perky nipples.
"No moans, no protests, not even a whimper."
"Lay her down gently, perhaps someone wants to have some fun," Cali ordered.
Emily followed orders. As she stood back up, she felt a tap on her shoulder from behind.
She turned.
POW!
"Gonna make you sooooo sorry!" A fast flash of a most gorgeous curvy beauty-and blonde hair.
"Hey, what? What the hel-Unggggh."
Cali never liked rude people or rude interruptions. Like unexpected hair pulls...Hard painful hair pulls. She tuned.
POW.
WHAM.
The lovely angy redhead released Cali's hair, snapped a perfect jab to her chin that snapped her head back; then sunk her fist deep into the sexy veteran catfighters belly.
Curvy blonde was peppering a stunned, totally surprised and flustered Emily with amazingly painful and well placed punches to her ribs, belly and lovely breasts.
"Let's knock these bitches senseless," the blonde shouted. Kate Upton was angry-how dare these two bitches hurt Katey.
"That's it, knock her knockers." Kate cheered as she took a couple of quick glances at her friend Lindsay Lohan. Lindsay looked hot-as hot as her "good old days."
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"Like my legs? Long, strong, muscly, sexy, right blondie?"
Karen tightened her longggggg legs increasing the "breath stealing" scissors hold she had on her busty rival.
"Uhhhhhh, Ooooh, Umpppffh,P-p-p-l-leaseeee let me go," Jenna gasped as she tried frantically to claw her gorgeous brunette opponents' legs; too little, too late, she was fast becoming way too weak.
"You had your chance silly, should have knocked me silly, knocked me out; don't ever wrestle a body-builder, especially a very sexy one," Karen teased.
Indeed that one lucky blow could have been the first of many. Jenna landed a few more punches, pretty good, pretty solid; then she resorted to slapping, pulling hair.
Catfights usually did it for her; she'd taken down several-Jenny McCarthy, Jessica Simpson, and a few others; all in private. Her most favorite was working Pamela Anderson over; she slapped, punched, twisted and pinched Pammies' boobies till the platinum blonde begged for mercy. Then she had made Pammy touch herself. It was so much fun. She'd always wished that those battles weren't exclusively private. Perhaps those erotic images clouded Jenna's judgment, if only for a moment; a very crucial moment.
"You might fight dirty honey, but I'm strong, very strong,---SEE?" Karen taunted.
She leaned back, shifted position and moved her sexy leg trap up a bit; from that lovely waist, upwards; shall we say from the flat plains to the mountain range; the "twin peaks" area?
"Nooooo, uhhhhh, my boobs, you're crushin' my boobs-----Aieeeeeee!"
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Nice, always good to read more from you. Karen McDougal is a fave of mine.
Any chance we see an update to The Odds Are?
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Another nice update thanks!
IRISH
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"Whatever shall I do to "Miss BLonde Big Tits" next? lovely Karen asked the nearest happy excited onlooker. The enthralled guy stammered, stuttered, stunned; He was enjoying such a lovely catfight "view." He couldn't take his eyes off of Karen; such a lovely brunette; perfect body; and that sexy black bra that was almost completely exposed; and that mini-skirt style dress; well up, up, up and away....Perfect legs, thighs and----
"Oh give her big jugs a workout, then let her go, let her fight, so you can really win good," the guy said as he watched Karen grab her rival's left breast, squeeze it hard, then twist the stiff nipple.
"Aiieeeee, you stupid bitch, Aiiiieeee, I'm gonna kill you," Jenna shrieked.
"Good Idea, Mister," Karen said as she treated Jenna to one last good nipple pinch and breath-stealing squeeze of her powerful, perfectly muscled legs.
She released the blonde and was on her feet in two seconds flat.
"Upsey daisy," Karen chirped as she reached down, grabbed a double handful of blonde hair and jerked Jenna to her feet.
A raised hand predicting a nice bitch slap.
Wham.
"Uhhhhhh," Karen winced as Jenna sunk a quick but powerful punch just under Karen's belly button.
"You're goin' down honey," Jenna shouted angrily as she grabbed Karen around the waist, pulled her in and squeezed with all her might.
"Oooooopfffh," Karen moaned as she felt herself go surprisingly weak as the busty blonde squeezed her tighter and tighter. Suddenly she felt a tad dizzy.
Upward lift; Karen's feet left the floor; Upward she went.
Sudden release.....Down, Down...
"Arggggggh." the lovely brunette shrieked as her "sweet spot" slammed into a perfectly placed bony knee.
"Enjoyin' our fight huh?" Jenna snickered as she saw Karen's beautiful face contort with pain and agony.
Wham times two.
"Aieeeeeee." The open handed slap to both ears put smug Jenna into mindblowing pain....
Dizzinesss.
Wham.
"Attention Miss Blondie Big Boobs Bimbo": Surprise Headbutts from Beautiful Brunettes Hurt Like Hell!"
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Nice!
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"Look at that blonde go!" someone shouted.
"Which one?" Good question as both Kate and Kaley were scoring big points in their catfight battles.
Whack. Whack Whap. Kaley was slapping Paris silly; The veteran catfight lovely was backpedaling, trying to block the gorgeous blondes' blows; mostly failing, one lucky move when she blocked one "incoming" then tore open Kaley's blouse just enough to reveal the top of her firm full breasts.
"Wow, don't think she's wearing a bra; maybe she'll lose her top completely," one guy shouted. His girlfriend shouted.....with a touch of contrast; both excitement and hesitation....?
Smack.
"Uhhhh."
Whackkk.
"Yeoch."
Kate delivered a series of well executed slaps and perfectly placed punches to Emily's lovely face, belly, ribs and yes those beautiful breasts. Also succeeded in tearing Emily's blouse to shreds.
"That doll can fight!" One surprised onlooker said, quite surprised that busty blonde Kate was doing so well. He sooooo wanted his porn star idol to win, wonderful, sexy Emily.
"Get her Emily, kick her ass-strip the blonde bimbo."
Message heard; and heeded.
Lightning fast slaps and punches put Kate on the defensive; Emily landed a shot to a huge luscious breast; heard the frightened, pained scream, and doubled her efforts. She was soon rendering the busty blonde into "punch drunkeness"; had her staggering and then with a wicked sneer reached for her top--
"Yieeeee-Ouchieee...stop!" Cali couldn't believe it; she was actually losing to the furious angry redhead-Lindsay was all over her; wild, wicked punches that seemed luckily or unluckily to connect with each swing.
"Uhhhhh," Cali moaned as she backpedaled to fast, stumbled and landed on the floor.
Whumpppph.
"Hey watch where you're going, clumsy!" Lindsay shouted as Paris lost her balance and bounced into her as Kaley came after her.
Lindsay grabbed Paris by the hair, slapped her hard, spinning her around into Kaley.
Whaaaack.
Kaley slapped her hard as Lindsay punched her in the lower back.
Lovely blonde; sexy redhead-doubleteaming a gorgeous sexy lovely catfight porn star.
"Now - About that bra...." Kaley laughed as she grabbed both shoulder straps of Paris' bra; Lindsay grabbed her by the hair.
"NUH-UHHH," Emily gasped in a bit of fear as Kaley snarled a sexy sweet but nasty snarl, yanked her bra hard; twin thin shoulder straps broke and after a bit of serious tugging the bra gave way.
"Get her-get her TITS!"
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"Correction" if anybody noticed; that is Paris (not Emily) who had a bit of fear and lost her bra........
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Paris, lovely Paris screamed as Kaley and Lindsay doubleteamed her; the blonde squeezed and twisted her breasts as the redhead pulled the catfight pornstar's hair and delivered side jabs to her ribs. Paris screamed, writhed; a lucky elbow slammed backwards into Lindsay's chest; an upper body twist and a lunge; instant freedom; a hard punch to the gut and Kaley sucked air. Paris now mad as hell snapped a kick to Kaley's shin. Kaley screamed like a frightened schoolgirl. Lindsay shouted threats and went into full catfight attack mode. She fired two shots to Paris' kidneys, grabbed her by the hair, spun her around and bitch slapped her hard.
Paris screamed, staggered backwards and met the redheads angry forward charge with an expert judo flip; as the redhead flew forward, Paris kept her grip on her rivals top; it yielded a delightful....
RIPPPPPPP and the falling redhead was left in a most lovely sexy bra.
"Bet she goes for the bra next...." a lucky observer commented.
"AIEEEEEE....Help...somebody help me..."
Just about everybody within a mile radius of the mutliple catfight extravaganza heard the pained cries of yes,
the lovely Charlize.
Tanya Danielle had stripped off the gorgeous blondes gown and left her clad only in sexy stockings, panties and garters.
"Stop it....my boobs, nooooo stop, that hurts," Charlize bawled.
Tanya, the beautiful busty catfighting bombshell was enjoying herself immensely as she tortured her sexy rival's "mosquito bites."
"Oooooh shut up you whiny blonde bimbo, you KNOW you're enjoying this..." Tanya laughed.
Only a couple of onlookers noted the lovely babe sneaking up behind Tanya....sexily, stealthily.
"Let her go lady!"
"Oh my, is she really going to rescue me? She's my sworn enemy," Charlize recognized the voice.
She heard the THUD.
She felt Tanya's grip on her firm sensitive titties give way.
"Is that Cat?"
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"Don't know me, I bet, you stupid big boobed porn bimbo," the gorgeous busty angry brunette said as she delivered another blow to Tanya Danielle's back; first blow upper back; second punch to the kidneys.
"Uhhhhhh," Tanya gasped sucking air, trying to stay on her feet as her gorgeous legs turned to wobbly rubber.
"Cat, dear dear Cat, please help me," Charlize said through pain filled tears....she couldn't believe how hot and sexy her old legendary nemesis seemed. The brunette bombshell looked as beautiful as ever; she wore a rather modest skirt, heels and tight cleavage revealing blouse....(for now?)
"Take this lady," Catherine Bell snapped as she grabbed Tanya's left arm, wrenched it painfully with an expert combat hold.
As Tanya shrieked and was forcefully turned into perfect positition, Cat raised a knee slammed it into the bent over blonde's full left breast.
"Nice-right to her tit, nice move," Charlize piqued as she watched with admiration as her old enemy put Tanya in a mess of painful but oh so provactive catfight holds.
"Gosh you've got big tits, blondie--oh sorry, your name's Tanya....starts with a "T" as in Ti-"
"Tits, my friend means 'TITS'" Charlize said with a laugh, a very horney and fun laugh. Her earlier pain and humiliation seemed to have strangely melted away.
"This is hot, sooooo very hot," an unnamed beauty with reddish hair said to her friend. This "unnamed" lovely moved even closer to see the action. Her friend giggled and moved closer to the action too.
"Gin, I've got special Gin, and of course beer, vodka, bottled water, even KoolAid," a beverage huckster shouted as he worked his way through the crowd, trying to manuever his little pull along beverage
cart.
"Over here, please; we'll take a Gin....hee-eee. perfect for Ginny!"
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"Now it's time to finish you off," another angry brunette said to her busty blonde opponent.
"Gonna take my own sweet time okay sexy? Still not feeling too good huh? Have a headache....Well let me give you some apirin.....Ha-ha...not a doc understand, but aspirin sounds alot like
'Ass Burn...".... Jenna tried to run-she didn't want either Aspirin or 'ass burn"; only a few steps....
"Gotcha......gonna spank your ass sooooo hot that, it's gonna feel like it's a burnin'-
"No Aieeeeeeee."
Karen smiled as she leaped, her perfectly muscled oh sooo sexy body......what beauty......what timing.....
"Pleaseeeeeee---