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General Category => Chat Fight Logs And Message Board Fights => Message Board Fights => Topic started by: Erin Lee on May 18, 2021, 04:55:53 PM
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It's often a fact that good friends are also competitive friends and so it is with Emilia and myself. Although it is sometime past that we faced up to each other in combat we still greet each other as friends on the odd occasions we meet.
Emilia likes to remind me of the outcome of our fight so you can take it from that that she didn't lose. We bumped into each other earlier today and after the pleasantries had been observed the conversation turned round to renewing our rivalry. We agreed to a vicious yet erotic fight, this being the favourite kind of combat of the both of us.
Being left to pick the venue for this fight i chose a neutral venue, a deserted motel which could easily have been used as the setting for the Bates Motel. We have free run of said motel but firstly we will be using the only bedroom that is fit for use. Imagine if you will the Queen sized bed complete with purple duvet, grey carpet and accompanying en suite.
I am first to the motel, i have the keys so it makes sense for me to arrive first. After forcing the door open i make my way down the pathway to the chalet. Once inside i set about getting myself ready for when Emilia turns up. I showered prior to leaving home and put on my black bra and thong under my jeans and t-shirt. The weather being unusually warm for a British spring day i decided that no coat was required so after slipping into my trainers i was more than ready to jump in my car and make my way to the venue.
Cutting to the chase, once in the bedroom i stripped down to my black bra and thong. I'm reasonably toned and certainly well tanned. Against most opponents any watching eyes would be locked on my 5'6" 110lb 36D body, but Emilia is no ordinary opponent and is certainly *built* and she's not afraid to show her body off.
So, there we have it, you are now up to date with what has happened...or not happened so far. I can assure you the action will not be long in coming...
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Nice opening there. I like the feel of it :)
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When two old friends catch up for the first time in a long time, it is often not uncommon for previous reminiscings' to be brought up and reflected upon. In this case however, despite the adoration and respect of my friend Erin, it is hard not to bring up the time in which I thoroughly... and to put this delicately... "Kicked her ass". Now clearly, I still have a huge amount of respect for Erin, I mean... it wasn't like I didn't limp away or anything after the fact, but the fact is... I was the one to walk away head held high.
So a forwarning, we are both remarkably proud individuals, and so we bloody well should be honestly. We carry ourselves with a certain sense of self-worth and an understanding of what drives us, and it means that we both know what we want, and what to do to get it. In this case, what we want is a lovely catch up, the easiest way to achieve this... erotic violence. In it's most primal form.
When Erin mentioned she had the keys to the abandoned motel just outside of town, I almost scoffed... because obviously she'd have the keys to the abandoned motel, it's just her sort of thing honestly! But we can look past that, and having set a time, and named the place, all that was left was to count down the hours as they passed, and passed did they do.
Before I knew it, I was outside, albeit not for long, as with a quick try of the door, I'm in the reception area, and already making my way towards the agreed upon room. The corridors feel drab, and tired... but I'm not surprised with it being abandoned and all. My purpose is just to make it to the one room in this entire building that actually matters to me, the room with Erin in it.
Being 5'6, 120lbs and 36D, we're incredibly similar in propositions, one of the contributing factors to our last match-up being so incredibly... volatile I'll say. And we're both driven, relentlessly, by our pride. As I let myself into the unlocked room, there she stands, all 5'6 of her in her black bra and thong. She's a looker, in fact, that's me understating it. She's gorgeous, another reason I both love and hate her. But I'm not here to stare, otherwise I'd be here all day, so with the haste I can muster, I allow myself to strip down into an opposing white bra and thong, piling my clothes up neatly in the corner of the room, and making my way towards the matress.
I trust the mutual respect between Erin and I. She won't pounce until I do mutually... and that urge is building the closer we both get to opposite sides of the bed.
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I didn't have long to wait for Emilia to arrive, she is obviously as keen to get at me as i am at her. She strolls into the room and i can almost feel the confidence exuding out of her. She remains silent, not an "Hello"..."How are you?" not a word passes between her pillow like lips. I stay where i am with my hands resting on my hips, in fact i even thrust my right hip out and up and allow my lips to curl at the edges.
"Nothing to say?...that's so very unlike you" i hiss, my eyes travelling over her white thong bikini clad body. She's a looker, but she knows it, however that does not in the slightest intimidate me.
My eyes follow her as she goes to put her clothes in the corner of the room and then as she moves towards the mattress i finally shift my position so we are facing each other from opposite sides of the bed. I ever so slowly raise my right leg and place my foot on the mattress, the left foot follows and if this is seen as cheating then go ahead but i'm here to FIGHT!! I see Emilia is about to match my move but after my previous taste of her fighting prowess i'm not about to wait till we are equally ready. I lunge forwards both hands out grasping claw like at your hair with the intention of dragging your head towards me. As i do this i aim to fall onto my back so that i can try and pull your head between my spread legs, i so want to get your head locked into a vice like grip between my thighs.
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Keen is an understatement. I'm not keen. I'm desperate, eager, heavily invested.... in need of this match up. And now it's finally here.
You hiss across the room at me as I undress, mocking my silence somewhat, "Is there anything to say between us Erin. It's clear our bodies answer every question or insult we may make." I purr gently, licking my lips softly as I remember and indulge in those split-second flashbacks to when your body was pressed oh so tightly against my own. Those memories bring a hunger to me, greater than the one I already had for this match. And so, as we face one another down across the bed, watching as you slowly raise your right leg and place a foot on the mattress, I lick my lips as I follow suit.
You however have even less patience to wait than I do, as you launch yourself towards me before I'm fully ready... a bitch move, that I totally respect between us! Your claws lock into my hair, pulling powerfully at my scalp as you try and control my head, pulling it towards you as you roll onto your back and (like usual) spread your legs. This motion accelerates my momentum up onto the bed as I'm dragged head-first towards you. In a desperate attempt to avoid the early head-scissors though, I'm ok with this, and fully commit to the motion, throwing my body forwards at you with more momentum than you were expect, as I land on top of you... almost face to face.
"Hello... Erin" I snarl, before forcefully sealing my lips to yours for what is one of the most aggressive kisses you may ever experiance. Meanwhile, I feel your legs locking around my hips, really forcefully. You're legs aren't to be ignored, they, like mine, possess a lot of power, and in this case, crushing power, as I squirm between them in the kiss, aching to get out as I try and arch my back upwards by extending my legs, lifting your lower-half up off the mattress, and then dropping my weight, slamming you into the mattress, hoping to create a moment of looseness in your legs to allow me to slip out of your controlling position.
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My plan started out well but quickly went downhill. I'm reminded, thinking back, as to how you had some clever counters to all my attacks the last time we fought. So, from intending to use your hair to drag your head forwards between my waiting legs i'm more than a bit surprised when you shoot between my legs and land flush on top of me. I barely have the time to let my breath blow out between my clenched teeth when i suddenly find your lips locked tightly to my own.
You kiss like...like what? like a lioness feasting on it's prey. I respond in kind because, well, how could i not? I do attempt however to keep my thighs tightly locked around your sides, my ankles cross and i squeeze with all my strength, you respond by lifting me slightly, maybe not so slightly because when you power me back down with your body the kiss is broken and a distinct groan escapes from my mouth.
The landing whilst not being that hard thanks to the soft mattress still weakens my hold on your body, i feel you squirm to try and escape from my now weakened hold, i untangle my fingers from your hair and as you start to work your way free i bring my legs up so my knees are close to my chin, then i suddenly and viciously fire out both legs, looking to catch you flush on the tits with my right foot and my left aims straight at your throat. Knowing how tough you are i'm taking few chances, i intend to try and keep the upper hand and weaken you if i am able to.
"I'm far from the weakling i was back when we last fought" i snarl, my hands clawing at the mattress as i look to haul myself off the bed and get after you.
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Like all good rollercoasters, there is always an extra twist when you least expect it. In this case, I am the twist, and boy am I twisty.
As we hungrily kiss at one another, like two animals desperate for the taste of their next meal, our bodies writhe and worm in fluidity as I work on removing myself from between your legs, much to your dismay as a clear and distinct groan erupts from your lips, I take satisfaction in the noise. It's a natural, primal grunt that signifies what I did, you liked in a certain masochistic manner - and I plan on inflicting such a beautiful treat on you once again. I feel your fingers untangling from my hair as I wiggle myself free, perhaps you are just as weak as you were last time we met if you can't even hold on after that.
That however, might not yet be the case. Although you release your grasp on my golden lochs, you aren't altogether done... which is unsurprising, you are a stubborn bitch! Instead, I feel your feet recoiling, before one impales my tits, and the other hits me on the throat, sending me flying backwards, and into the wall away from the bed, the only thing that stops me from landing on my back hard on the floor, in a coughing mess.
"Dirty... bitch..." I snarl with a smirk, clearly now excited by the matchup as you haul yourself up and after me, although I'm not going to wait for you to throw yourself at me, as you look to get off the bed to corner me on the wall, I spring off the wall and look to drive you straight back onto the mattress spear-tackle style.
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I hope you aren't mistaking me for a feeble blonde, for a start my hair is now a dark brunette and i'm altogether more focused and determined than i was during our last fight. I'm more than slightly happy that i managed to drive you so nastily back off the bed, the sound of you hitting the wall and the sight of you slowly sliding down it gives me quite the thrill.
I'm up off the bed in a blink of an eye determined to press home my advantage. I'm not fast enough to pin you to that wall as i see you are already on your feet. I pause, waiting, watching, knees slightly bent and then you make your move by flinging yourself at me in an attempt at a spear. I'm barely quick enough to avoid this move but avoid it i do by taking a sidestep to my right and letting you dive onto the bed.
This is where i wanted you before and i have you there of your own doing now. I reach for your hair again with my right hand and spring off the floor onto your back. My tight and shapely butt lands on the small of your back and with a flick of my left hand i release your bra. I want to punish you and punish you i shall. Letting your hair go i press my right forearm across the back of your neck intending if possible to keep your head right there and your face pressed into the mattress. My left hand meanwhile goes under your body and seeks out your left tit which is now freed from the confines of your bra.
I wrap my fingers around your pert but pliable flesh, then i start to squeeze and twist, mauling your flesh, stretching it then attacking your stiff nipple with the heel of my hand, rolling it and grinding my hand over it. " I'm gonna make you suffer....bitch"
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Can't really decide who I'd rather see on top
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Erin could never be a feeble blonde... their's too much behind the eyes for that to ever be the case. And she's now a dark brunette as well I suppose has an influence.
As I launch off the wall, using it for leverage to amp up my accelaration towards you, you nimbly manage to sidestep just out of my grasp, as I throw myself at the bed instead... like an eager cat ready for a nap!
I feel your hand in my hair the second I settle, as the bed moves beneath me with your weight being thrown onto it. Your ass quickly tumbles onto my lower back as I curse into the mattress. This is not the start that I wanted. Not at all.
I feel you release my hair, which allows me the chance to breath somewhat easier as I clear the divet from my mouth, although that doesn't last as you rest it with an arm across the back of my neck. Your left hand, which has now undone my bra I fell squeezes beneath me, and I feel your claws in my left tit as you pull on it, squeezing and twisting as I squirm. It's a bitchy as fuck move, as you then move onto my nipple, grinding it in your palm as I groan.
I can't stay like this for long... otherwise this won't be much of a fight. I'm lucky in the fact however that I was the one to position myself like this, my legs are still hanging off the bed at my hips, giving me plenty of leverage to drag, as I drag myself and Erin back, until the small of my back is sloping of the bed, and I'm able to pivot myself backwards, trying to fall and slam my foe into the wall behind me.
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Now this is how a fight should be! Be on the lookout Erin and Emilia!!!
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I decide to taunt my rival while i'm sat on her back mauling her tit. "Not so cocky now are you Emilia" i hiss as i run my forearm to and fro across the back of her neck, looking as i do it to rub her face firmly into the mattress.
I feel you struggle and squirm under me and the gasps of pain i hear turn me right on. I have the bigger girl under me and i'm totally enjoying the experience.
But it can't stay this way forever and i feel your body tense up, no question that you are a strong bitch who is very skilled in the dark arts. Bit by bit you push up so that your face is no longer pressed into the mattress, then with your legs getting further off the bed and your feet reaching the floor, you give one big upward thrust. I feel myself losing my balance, my hand reluctantly comes off your tit and both my arms windmill to try and stay on top of you. I find the part of your body i was so comfily and happily sat on has now turned into a slippery slope and a final thrust from you sends me firing backwards, stumbling, trying to regain my balance but then my back impacts on the wall and i slide down to the floor, hair in my face and my legs spread wide.
I'm fully aware of your strengths and weaknesses and i know i have to move pretty damn quick so i plant both hands on the floor and force myself back up to my feet, hoping i am quick enough to get there before you lay some moves on me.
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It's not a small feat of strength to manage to throw someone from your back, but I'm glad I managed to get through it, otherwise the damage would've been immeasurable. But that's a thought for a later date, because it's not what happened, instead, I just heard the unmistakeable sound of your back slamming into the wall with force, followed by a soft groan as you slide down the wall.
This gives me the breathing room I need to get this fight turned around, as I feel you getting up behind me, I drive my right elbow into your right thigh, hoping to give you a dead leg, or at least cripple it enough in the short term to hinder your strength, as I try and loop my arm around the back of your right knee and yank it forwards. This motion should hopefully help me control your fall towards the right, hoping to crash you into the ground beside me, between the bed and the wall, and give me a chance to climb on top for a change!
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As i'm getting back up to my feet i arch my back to try and stretch out the pain from impacting the wall, this was a bad thing to do as it gives you the time to nail my thigh with your elbow. I moan in pain as your sharp bony elbow digs into my muscle. You then attempt to hook my right leg to fling me to the floor, however i have all my weight on my left leg which is kinda your fault for hurting my right leg. So, as you go to hook my leg i manage to stay upright and i lean back on the wall. Again i know i have to move quick but i also know my leg is going to hinder me so i lean fowards and look to grab hold of your hair with the intention of yanking you backwards onto my bent right knee.
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As I grab at your right leg, having just felt my elbow drive nice and deeply into that juicy thigh of yours, bringing a nice and clear moan from your lips that would get anyone going in my situation, I try to capitalise on it by yanking you off to the right side using your leg. That doesn't exactly go to plan however, with your weight having been shifted to the left side, and your hands grabbing at my hair.
I let out a quick shriek as I feel you yank my hair back, and your knee hits me right in the shoulderblade... granted, not with as much force as a proper knee would've, but being yanked back into one still hurts.
Not in the business of crying about it... just yet... and know I need to look for my win condition, which in this case, is the weight baring left leg, as I send an equally vicious elbow back at that one as well, mimicing the same move I just did to the right, although this time, with much more confidence in the leg targeting.
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The sound of your back hitting my knee sends shivers of delight up my spine tempered only by the throbbing coming from my right thigh. You are a skilled operator, no question about that and you set about proving it by driving your left elbow back into my left thigh.
This, quite apart from making me gasp with pain, also gives me a problem i need to sort out in less than a micro second. Both legs now throbbing i do the only thing i can do, i raise the under carriage and topple forwards. With my hands still wrapped tight in your silken locks i topple over you, looking to, if i can, do a forward roll and in doing so drag your head down and slam it into the floor as i land flush on my back.
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Go Erin! :)
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*sits quietly watching sipping my sparking water*
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(Apologies about the delay; had personal matters to attend to for a few days!)
As my back morphs around your knee, rather painfully might I add, I was forced to deaden your other leg with a brutal knee.
That however only seemed to complicate things between us. As you tumble forwards over my head, your fingers still in my hair, I watch as you land on your back, which can't have been comfortable, as you try and drag my face down with it. Acting fast however, I lean further forwards, slamming my face into your tits and my tits into your face. I'm ok with this... smothering you out will be a satisfying way to end you regardless; as I sink my teeth into the fat of your right breast, snapping and yanking at it brutally as I snarl, my hands braced either side of your hips for added support as I try and inflict enough damage to get you to release my hair.
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Emilia needs her ass kicked soooooo bad!!! Come on Erin you can do it girl!!!! :P
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"ARRGGGHHHH" this bitch is a freakin cannibal. Lying on my back, my hands still holding on to your hair when you headbutt my tits and shove yours into my face. I hate biting, it's soooo....childish but if you are gonna try and take chunks outta me it's only fair i do the same to you. So, i yank up on your hair to try and seperate your teeth from my flesh and as i do that i sink my teeth into your right nipple. Seems to me from my vantage point under you that you either get the hell off me or i maim you for life, and yes, i do have tears in my eyes which i'll make you pay for before you get much older.
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Hot great nasty dirty battle
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The idea of ripping chunks from you isn't a pleasant one, but when it comes down to a struggle between you and I... no risk is worth avoiding if it could mean the difference between walking away with my head held high, or not walking away at all! And so I commit to it, your tits in my face, and my teeth sink in looking to get a vice grip over those orbs you try and flaunt.
Obviously though, you're not one to do things in halves, and you retaliate the exact same way, as I feel your teeth on my right nipple, and not gently as you're seemingly trying to rip my nipple from my tit. Your hands meanwhile are in my hair, trying to yank my head away from your tits, but only aiding to pull your tit further in my jaws clenches...
But when you secure your own bite, I want the space willingly, and so with a quick slug to the guy to try and make you gasp, in the hope of freeing my own tit, I try and scramble back away from you, creating the space I hope we both so deserperately want.
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I screw up my face in anguish, which, to be fair, is partially of my own doing, or so you'd have people believe. I put it to you tho that if your gnashers were not sunk into my flesh i would have no need to try and pull you away, therefor your supposition is rejected. As sure as night follows day however i start to gnaw at your nipple, i don't particularly wish to do permanent damage to your body (well maybe with my fists but i'm no cannibal) although i'm sure there are people who would be happy to see you tenderised.
It would seem my hauling on your hair is having at least some effect as you stretch out my tit as your head is pulled upwards. I give your nipple a nasty lil shake and just as i'm doing that you land a hard fist into my gut. That makes me blow out through clenched teeth but not clenched enough to keep a hold on you. Now with both of us showing the marks of battle you scramble back off me and i jump up to my feet whereupon i examine the red teeth marks on my flesh.
"Oh bitch, you will so pay for that" i hiss as i take a step closer to you and throw out a right handed backhand at your right tit, closely followed by a lift and thrust forward of my right heel at your left kneecap.
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Mmmm, it gives me much pleasure to watch Erin get her bratty lil' ass whipped! Go get her, Emilia!
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Mmmm, it gives me much pleasure to watch Erin get her bratty lil' ass whipped! Go get her, Emilia!
Erin getting her ass whipped? Up to now she holds her ground and gives Emilia as much pain back as she takes.
Both are the type of woman who does not tolerate another hot woman near her so this will end badly for one of them, I hope Erin can somehow manage to win.
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Even in anguish, somehow your face doesn't look anymore appealling... which is a shame as it's all you really had left for you... But I'll have to take what I can get! My biting plan however was ill-thought-through with positioning, because clearly you were forced into a position to bite me back, just like I had been with my own desperation, you bitch. With a quick slug and roll combo to your gut however, I manage to roll away and get myself free from your grasp after you sunk your claws into my perfect hair.
This doesn't keep us serpated for long however, as you're up on your feet in no time at all, as I mimic your actions, standing and staring you down between the bed and the wall. I watch as your right hand sails through the air towards my tit, easy enough to dodge with a quick lean back, as your right heel then darts forward towards my knee. I don't have a huge opportunity, but if I'm lucky, I might, just might, be able to grab your ankle and path your shot off wide, and give me a chance to then hip-check you into the side of the wall with force.
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Cum on Erin get this bitch
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Thinking i have you where i want you makes me careless. As i attempt to backhand you across the tits it's only too easy for you to sway out of the way which throws me just a lil off balance. My kick then is at best wobbly, no real force at all which makes it all too easy for you to capture my ankle, shove my foot to the side and then slam your hip into my side which sends me staggering into the wall.
I hit with a thud and a moan, bouncing back off and landing face down on the bed. I bounce a couple of times before subsiding, my thoughts however are still intact, i realise the perils of this situation but knowing the peril and doing something about it are two very different things. I start to scramble across the bed, my hands clawing at the duvet as i look to get to the other side and slide off onto the floor before you can get your hands on me.
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decided #teamemilia
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As you hit the wall with a juicy thud, you bounce back into the bed beside us, face down... some one say as you're probably used to laying.... but that would be careless of me to comment on so publicly, so I shall let that rest with an air of the implied.
You bounce a couple of times before settling, albeit not for long, as you instantly start to scramble at the bed, clawing at it and flailing as you try and drag yourself to the other side of the bed as quickly as you can. I don't want to pass up an opportunity to punish you however for laying down on the job, so I instantly try and lunge for your ankles, hoping to grab them with just enough time left to try and drag you back across the bed face down and lock you in place by those toned and sexy legs of yours.
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Gotta love the cute lil asides you manage to slip into the commentary, i say cute, maybe predictable would have been a better description but i'll leave the watchers to decide that.
So now, as i scratch and claw at the duvet i don't seem to be making much headway in my attempts to claw my way to the other side of the bed. I take a glance over my right shoulder and i see you have your hands wrapped around my ankles, at first just holding me in position and then you start to heave to drag me back towards you. While you do this and i'm sure from where you are stood you won't be able to see this, but my bra is dragged upwards and off my tits which are in serious danger of getting rug burn. (Can you get rug burn off a duvet?)
I relax, let my legs go limp allowing you to haul me back towards you, but just as i imagine you are congratulating yourself i yank my legs up under me then fire them back as i look to both free my ankles and send you spiralling backwards into the wall.
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Like a good slut, you take it lying down as you should. I mean, I won't complain, seeing you face down on a bed is a rather... enticing view... but I'll enjoy that view more later, when you're not in such a rush to get up.
As my hands clasp your ankles and slowly drag you back, I can't help but develop the biggest shit-eating grin on my face as I watch you slowly come clawing back towards me helplessly across the bed. Perhaps I am just so attractive you can't get away. Either way, you're drawing ever closer to me, in a most precarious situation.
I can't tell what you're going through on the other side of that head of yours, the panic that may be rippling across your face, or maybe the fear, lust, intimidation even? Either way, not my problem. What is my problem however is your feet... as I finish pulling you towards me having felt you go limp... your feet suddenly yank my forwards and then slam me into the wall behind as they knock the wind partially out of my lungs with the blow.
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I'm not looking but i do hear a bit of a thud followed by a slight gasp so i guess i managed to drive you back into the wall, what's even better though is that my legs are now freed. I push up on my hands and slide backwards off the bed. My tits which are now both red and sore from that drag across the duvet are now naked and my bra is trying to support my chin. Enough of that nonsense though as i spin round to face you now i'm back on my feet.
Grimacing a lil as my tits come into contact with yours, my arms quickly wrap around your waist. Pulling us tightly together we end up belly to belly, hip to hip and yes, tits to tits. You are *built* no question about that but i'm no weakling and i tighten my arms around you before pivoting on my right foot and then i look to both lift you and twist you round so i can take you down onto the bed. If i can pull this off i'll be looking to flop down ontop of you before going to try and pin your arms down.
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As my back hits the wall, I let out an audible 'Omph' on impact... it's not the hardest impact in the world, but it's not pleasant. It would be like slapping Erin's ass... it's not an awful feeling... but it could definitely be juicier! In this case, the wall definitely hurt, but it could've been much worse given the kick to the hip region that's checked me up against it.
You spend no time in dily-dallying though, scrambling off the bed as you turn around, your tits a beetroot red after being dragged across the bed, and your bra now a necklace... it's... a weirdly hot look actually.
Your tits are almost instantly compressed against mine as you stand up, hip to hip, and tit to tit, as your arms tighten around me. I have a small window here in which you are committed to anything I might have in store, before I feel you start to pivot. In an attempt to counter this, I push off on my opposite foot against the wall, using my own pressure and momentum to try and cancel your pivot and drive you just straight back down into the bed, tits up!
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I knew what i wanted to do but the problem is that you had other ideas. When i transfered my weight onto my right foot, just before i'm about to pivot, you read the signs and knew where i was going to go with it. You cleverly get your foot up against the wall and instead of me pivoting (sorry if this sounds like an episode of Friends...pivot...pivot...pivot...shut up...shut up...shut up) i end up being almost catapulted backwards and crashing back down on the bed...again! i'm getting quite used to being in this position. What's not so comfy tho is you landing flush on top of me, the groans coming from my mouth should tell you it's not the best situation i've ever been in.
So there we lie, just for a moment, neither of us trying to move. Me, flat on my back, my arms still wrapped around your waist, my tits flattened back against my chest by your tits. It's now i think, heck Erin, you gotta make a move here girl and so i look to bend the legs, slide them up your sides so i can get a passable scissors around your waist. In the meantime i release your waist from my arms and instead i look to get my hands inbetween your tits and mine so i can lever your bra down and rake my nails across your tender flesh. I look up into your eyes and give you a tiny but i'm sure an irritating smirk.
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Erins tits got draged and flattened, that's no proper way to handle them. :(
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As I launch myself from the wall using my foot, your eyes manage to give the game away slightly - noting how I countered your intended outcome with the look of concern and disdain that shoots across them. The rage in them is animalistic, and yet still controlled - a dnagerous combination to be on the receiving end of if I'm not careful with what I allow you to get away with. After all... I intend on putting this animal on a lead, I just need to make sure it doesn't pull too much.
As we crash down into the bed, the groans from your lips drown out the groans from my own as we land flush, like a deck of cards crashing into the table-top. My body pinning yours down smooth to the bed, flattening out every curve you once had. Your arms still around my waist, I feel your legs spread and wrap around me as well, whilst your arms disengage. I try and grab for your wrists as I feel your hands moving between us, trying to prevent you from grabbing at my tits, all whilst from above you, in a bid to both shame and distract you, I begin to thrust and gyrate my hips above yours whilst between your thighs.
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Whilst being on the bottom isn't the numero uno place to be at least i have something going for me, namely i have my thighs, which i might add are quite toned, wrapped around your waist. You seem happy to be in this position so i go to change your thinking and cross my ankles whilst pushing up my hips to add to the pressure. My glutes tighten till they are almost solid lumps of flesh. "I wanna hear you moan bitch" i hiss.
I make a move to tear down your bra and rake your tits with my nails but you grab hold of my wrists quickly. Your bra is down, your tits are naked but my nails are prevented from marking up their targets. It's then you start to gyrate your hips. My eyes widen, a smile spreads over my face. Physically you have me but if we are going down the sexfight route i am more than a match for you.
A lil moan escapes my lips as you look to fuck me. I'm not just gonna lie here and take it. I decide to unwrap my legs from around your waist and instead i plant my right foot flat on the bed, then, even tho you hold my wrists i still manage to grab hold of your hair with my left hand. I grit my teeth and pull down on your hair at the same time as pushing on my right foot and thrusting up my right hip. The intention to reverse our positions and for me to get ontop of you. "Don't forget, you started this" i purrrrr as now it's my turn to gyrate my hips and thrust my mound down onto yours and just to rub it in, i twist and struggle to free my hands so i can take a hold of your naked tits and start to squeeze and twist them. "I'm gonna own you you randy ho" i taunt.
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Let’s go Erin!! Own this girl!
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Let’s go Erin!! Own this girl!
You know quite a bit about being "Owned" don't ya Lauren?
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Smart of Erin to switch tactics here. Having fought Emilia I learned the hard way of trying to go toe to toe with her. She is big strong and the rougher the fight gets the more she enjoys and thrives on it. I fell into her trap and payed for it. I think Erin realized what was happening just in time and might just give her a chance.
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Ooh Erin, you're about to be owned big time now, sweetie! Take this lil' brat, Emilia!
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Let’s go Erin!! Own this girl!
You know quite a bit about being "Owned" don't ya Lauren?
I seem to remember YOU as the one owned in a public pit fight! :-*
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I do my best work when the bitch against me lets me get into that head of hers, although with Erin, that's taking some more time than expected. Even being on top, you're not one to let those cracks in your facade show, and try and keep your brave face on. With you legs tightening and your hands fighting for my tits, it's almost a relief when I see your eyes widen as I move to out-fuck you in this position.
A soft moan escapes your lips, and I feel your legs unwrap from me almost instantly, which is a welcome relief as it also means I can begin to increase the pressure on my own gyrating above you, trying to grind you, not powerfully, but forcefully, into the mattress below.
You however plant your right foot down and thrust with your hip, all the while you grab the end of my hair, and you yank. It's unnecessary after all the pleasure I was about to course through you, and brings a groan from my lips. I manage to get one of my legs out behind me, meaning I can hold the roll on our sides, trapped evenly as we begin to pressure one another through our hips. Your hands go for my tits and out of sure stubbornness, I reach for yours, grabbing as much as I can, and twisting as I look to power-fuck my hips through yours, fighting a losing battle against the moaning and groaning of both pleasure and pain.
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The brave face is no facade honey, it's the real deal! as am i come to that!
And so, my attempt to roll us so that you are on your back is thwarted, bit of a fluke if you ask me but you didn't. I do tho enjoy the groan that just escaped from your lips, it shows i am finally getting through to you. We lay on our sides facing each other, i start to molest your tits, squeezing, twisting, stretching them out and letting them snap back into shape. You respond in kind and i grit my teeth anxious to not let you see the pleasure and the pain that floods my mind right now. You gyrate your hips, i allow you a headstart then i start to gyrate mine. My glutes tighten, i take my right hand off your tit and reach round and slap it on your butt before sinking my fingers into your flesh. You do have a fabulous butt, then again, so do i(she says modestly).
The sounds of squelching juices fills the room as we thrust and grind our mounds together. I leave your tight butt alone for a moment and slide my right hand down between us so i can slide your thong aside. "You think you can take me do ya?" i taunt as my fingers brush over your labia. "Better just lie back and take it honey, i'm gonna own ya"
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Due to real life work issues we are having to put this on pause for the time being. We will continue as soon as is possible. Thank you to everyone who commented, see you again soon.
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Due to real life work issues we are having to put this on pause for the time being. We will continue as soon as is possible. Thank you to everyone who commented, see you again soon.
Thank you for everyone's understanding - sadly my IRL work life has become hectic and unorganised - and I have had to use last week and will be using this week to manage, I hope to back in action come the start of next week for you all!
Thank you very much to Erin Lee for being so understanding of this!
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I think all the members of freecatfight will understand that real life comes first. Plus you both was very nice for telling everyone the reason why you stop posting very classy
I hope both of you get your real life back to normal
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Go Erin. Finish her
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The brave face is no facade honey, it's the real deal! as am i come to that!
And so, my attempt to roll us so that you are on your back is thwarted, bit of a fluke if you ask me but you didn't. I do tho enjoy the groan that just escaped from your lips, it shows i am finally getting through to you. We lay on our sides facing each other, i start to molest your tits, squeezing, twisting, stretching them out and letting them snap back into shape. You respond in kind and i grit my teeth anxious to not let you see the pleasure and the pain that floods my mind right now. You gyrate your hips, i allow you a headstart then i start to gyrate mine. My glutes tighten, i take my right hand off your tit and reach round and slap it on your butt before sinking my fingers into your flesh. You do have a fabulous butt, then again, so do i(she says modestly).
The sounds of squelching juices fills the room as we thrust and grind our mounds together. I leave your tight butt alone for a moment and slide my right hand down between us so i can slide your thong aside. "You think you can take me do ya?" i taunt as my fingers brush over your labia. "Better just lie back and take it honey, i'm gonna own ya"
[I apologise for the long break here, my IRL got really hectic, and I then scored a promotion so had a lot of training to do, things have settled to a degree now and I am eager to be back! So without wasting any more time! Let's start swinging!]
This fight takes yet another turn as we lay on our sides, moaning and groaning, doing our best to subdue such noises in the face-to-face staredown we share with one another, our bodies pressed tight together. One of your hands cups my ass, sinking nails in momentarily as I flex my cheeks, trying to stop you getting any firm grip on my, clearly, superior ass, as you are forced to then change tactics, as your hand moves my thong aside now whilst your hips back off slightly.
"Oh should I just... the way I see it, your hips just ran to let your fingers in." I purr, trying to hide the chills that just got sent through my body as you brushed over my labia. Not one to be out-done however, I smirk, then snarl, as one of my hands moves down to do similar, brushing your thong aside, as I look to guide us for the first time clit to clit, to bend your womanhood against my very will.
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You are clearly on heat, already i feel your glorious mound begin to twitch, there is no way you will ever be able to restrain yourself and prevent a gushing orgasm....but.
Pleasuring you is only part of what i intend to do. In our previous fight you took me to school, infiltrated my mind, destroyed and owned my body and whether i win this confrontation or not i certainly intend to feed you a lil of your own medicine.
You go to copy my intentions, a hand slithers down between my welcoming thighs and clears my thong out of the way of your access to my mound. A lil gasp then a moan escape from between my clenched teeth and then i murmur, just loud enough for you to hear..."oh no you don't, bitch".
With a sudden jerk of my body towards you i look to roll you off your side and onto your back. Here is my chance, My hand comes away from your mound, i note it's quite sticky which makes me smile, seems i wasn't alone in having my senses heightened.
Quickly i take a hold on your silky locks with my left hand and seek to scramble to mount you, looking to settle my shapely ass down on your belly, then as i go to pull your head up towards me i slither forwards, ass cheeks flattening your tits until i am able to drag your face deep between my thighs and press your nose and mouth to my receptive mound.
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As a gasp and a moan escape from your lips, the sound following is a hissed threat, almost as if trying to make me a promise through clenched teeth. Then I feel your body flick. It's a quick movement that carries with it the intentions of trying to roll me, as as I feel the pressure increasing to get me onto my back.
With you in this situation though, that's not somewhere I want to be at all, let alone for long as I fight off the roll as best I can, albeit as I then feel your hand in my hair, yanking at my scalp that sort of runs dry rather rapidly as I finally feel myself move onto my back with a grunt.
In that moment I feel you drag your ass up onto my belly, before slowly starting to shuffle yourself forwards, looking to smother me in that cxnt of yours as it gets ever nearer, and yet as you travel further up my body, so do my opportunities, as I soon fire both my knees up into the middle of your back, to lean you forwards over me, sinking my hands into your hair as it dangles forwards, and yanking yoou furhter up, looking to send you sprawling up and over me now instead.
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I fully realise the risk i'm taking by trying to take you this way so early in the fight but i considered it a risk worth taking. I have you by the hair and i'm just about ready to bury your face in my mound when your knees slam into my back.
My eyes widen and i gasp, i have to let go of your hair and thrust my arms out in front of my body to stop myself toppling forwards and falling flat on my face. You forsee this happening however and make a successful grab for my hair. Taking it in both hands you yank forwards and down, i lose my balance and what i tried to prevent happens anyway, i topple forwards, in the process of which my hair is ripped from your grasp and clean out of my scalp. I let out a loud groan of pain, my tits hit the floor and it's just my hands that stop me doing a complete face plant. I look to try and scramble forwards to get clear of you and give me enough time to collect my senses and be ready to face you once again.
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Erin is a super, end of.
She is a super as in a super sensational fun , fair creative opponent. Emilia is too... Speaking from experience. Yes Erin will make you earn a win and if you give her an inch she will expose you like no other but she is far from a super as in the negative sense of the definition. It's not nice to be mean or negative to her just because you want Emilia to win. They are both putting on an absolute clinic here. " Steps off my soap box"
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Erin is a super, end of.
Shut up, these girls are both awesome!
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Erin is a super, end of.
Anyone who has played with Erin knows that is just a load of BS. She is one of the most fair, skilled writers here---as is Emilia! This is a great match and shouldn't be tarnished by some mediocre cyber-fighter starving for any type of attention she can get.
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I'm humbled by the comments and support of three people who's opinion i value highly. Thank you for your support, i have never in my time here set out to deliberately super anyone and how anyone could see my last post as super beats me. Emilias counter worked and she now has the chance to follow up in whatever way she sees fit.
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(Firstly - I'm going to address this once. In no way do I believe Erin is a super, in any way shape or form. My silence over the last couple of days has been unfortunate based on what has happened, and I am not impressed that such a comment would be made so publicly, let alone based on no merit what so ever. I'm glad to see others stepping up to defend Erin as should be the case, and I will continue to do so as well.)
As I knee you forwards, listening as you grunt and collapse over the top of me, saving me from a humble slice of your cxnt to my face so early on, I manage to grab a handful of your hair and yank you forwards further still. I ffeel my hands come free with your hair still wrapped in them, as the sound of your impact on the floor the sound of some meaty tit-impacts.
You try and scramble forwards away from me, your body dragging itself as I try and grab for your ankles, hoping to prevent your escape and pull you back towardss me as I turn to face you, hoping to slip you onto your stomach in front of me, and thrust my hips into your ass with a grunt, trying to trap us together.
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(Thank you for your kind words Emilia, let us hope we have heard the last of the enjoyment killer now)
I attempt to scramble away on my hands and knees but my forward motion is quickly halted, i feel your hands curling around my ankles and i'm yanked back down with a groan onto my front. My tits pancake 'tween my body and the carpet and then as i'm dragged back (which i might add is damn uncomfortable round the boob area) i feel your body begin to mount me. I flail around with both arms and legs in the hope i can divert your attention long enough to roll over onto my back but your hips slamming into my cute butt put paid to those thoughts pretty fast so i try and thrust my hips upwards to try and buck you off before you can get a good seat.
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I've been a way for a bit too and catching up. Damn, I love the action. Can't wait to see more.
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As I seal a grip around your ankles, yanking you back towards me and down onto your front, your tiny tits dragged along the carpet like I'm trying to vaccuum with you, I thrust at your ass. Although you begin to flail like a fish out of water, the impact of our hips in such a position (Doggy style for those struggling) quickly put that flailing to rest, perhaps because once again you enjoy the feeling of having me thrust into you from such a dominant position whose to say.
Quickly though you are aware of the peril of the situation, and you thrust your hips back at me, trying to buck me off before I can settle. Although, I was never looking to settle as I lean forward over your hips, thrusting to meet them, humping your ass in a mocking manner as you struggle beneath me, playing those mind games I'm known so well for as I literally dry-fuck you in the middle of a fight.
Because I can.
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Fucking Erin Doggy style??? Emilia really has some guts, this should get very interesting now...
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Getting dragged backwards with my naked tits rubbing against the carpet ain't no fun, no sir. I try and push up onto my hands but evidently i'm not so good at scrambling backwards as all that happens is i collapse back down onto my already sore and red tits. It's at this point i realise what it is you are up to and my mouth drops open. "You low life bitch" i hiss as i feel your hips hump against my butt. Now i want it to be known that i do enjoy a good hump but i do like some say into who it is doing the humping.
I push up onto my elbows when i realise you haven't attempted to contain me in any way, then i drive my head backwards in the hope i can bop you on ya noggin but at the very least make you flinch back while i attempt to have it away on my hands and knees out of your reach.
My tits are burning, if you ever had carpet burn you'll know what i mean and as i suffer i get more and more annoyed, my hands curl into fists and i hope beyond hope that you come at me again cos this time you is gonna get worked over.
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"I might be a low life bitch! But at least I'm not the one getting dry fucked!" I mock, as I feel your ass cheeks slap into my hips, the echo bouncing through the room oh so satisfyingly. It makes me cherish moments like this, where you can just rub the situation in your foes face with some pointless humiliation, before any of the true damage is even done.
"Come on, don't lie you love it slut!" I mock, when your elbows push up and your head swings backwards. I have to flinch back to avoid taking a head to the nose there, and this gives you a chance to scramble forwards somewhat out of my grasp as I choose to back up from it rather than potentially chase you forwards into a trap.
You fists clench up in front of me, and your tits look like they're on fire as I smirk, giving them a quick glance as I thrust my still perfect and perky ones out to mock you from across the way.
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I turn slowly, eyes narrowed, my body abused and my mind racing. I glare at you as you stand there with your chest stuck out, clearly in an attempt to get a rise out of me.
I curl and uncurl my fingers, i'm furious but not out of control. I step towards you, watching for the slightest twitch, movement, sign of what you may be intending. All the while i look for a possible weakness, a part of your body unguarded that i can attack.
It's your own ego that reveals the weakness. I step quickly into range and fire a backhanded slap at your thrust out tits and as i do so i look to slap them again on the rebound. One thing about big tits, they are such a good target.
My face flushed i stand there in front of you, knees slightly bent arms up in front of my body. "C'mon then bitch, bring it!!"
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You step intowards me, and if I'm lucky, maybe you'll just drop to your knees, beg for my forgiveness, and be a good little submissive bitch.
Sadly, that doesn't seem to be the sensible reality in which you live within.
Your hand flies out, backhanding my tits, sending a gasp fleeing from my lips as I feel my clearly superior pair knock together and swing, only to have them collected on the way back through by your palm.
You stand ready and prepared to pounce, and with the stinging in my tits driving me onwards, I have every intention of pouncing and pouncing firmly, as I lash my claws out for yours, and throw my body weight at yours front and centre mass.
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I felt it only right to hand out some punishment to your tits after the way you dragged mine along the carpet and i feel more than a lil satisfaction as i watch your tits sway to and fro like the clapper in a cathedral bell. It doesn't always pay to have big tits 'specially when you have the propencity to boast about them, it kinda makes it a given they'll get attacked.
Seems this has stung you into action however as you charge at me, claws out, your nails sink into my tender breast flesh and before i can react your body drives into mine sending me staggering back a few steps with you in tow. My eyes water and i gasp out in pain, in desperation i make a grab for your tits with my nails and as i try and regain a firm base, i bring up my right knee in the hope it might nail you right between the thighs.
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As I grab onto your tits like they're ropes on a Cathedral Bell, I watch in swift satisfaction as your eyes water and you gasp out in pain. almost as if it's a direct corrolation or something. My nails dig in deep and I twist and pull and yank on them, all whilst pressing myself firmly against you, trying to crush at the same time.
It seems however you will not go quietly into the night, as you make a grab for my own tits, and assualt them with your own nails, twisting and pulling with them, before I feel your knee nail me right between the thighs. My eyes pop, my nostrils flare and I cry out in agony as my knees go weak for a second and I sag.
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Erin is a super, end of.
And you are wrong and super annoying.
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I'm not gonna lie, my tits are on fire and i'm in agony. That bitch has sharp nails and knows how to use them. But my rather speculative knee to the groin made her knees sag so this is the opening i've been hoping for.
With gritted teeth i look to go on the attack by grabbing hold of your hair in both hands and throwing myself backwards so i land on my butt and with the hopeful side effect of driving your face into the carpet. Only one of us is gonna be walking away from here with her facilties intact and i intend that to be me.
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As my mind focuses on nothing but the pain between my thighs for more than a second, your mind is elsewhere. In fact, that elsewhere is currently ahead of me.
Your hands grab my hair and I feel the backward momentum swinging. Well... for me it's forward momentum, but your pulling power is noticeable as you crash down on your ass in front of me, throwing me forwards over you. I'm lucky in the fact my legs drive over your body, and I make sure to keep them pointed, hoping to nail the underside of your tits or chin... whichever I come into contact with, as i try and gracefully catch myself mid-carpet dive.
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I would defintly lose against both
I think you are equal
You have to do Best of 5 matches
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Well that didn't go as i expected, i hoped my attack may have stunned you but with a defense and gymnast would be proud of you manage to escape my hold on your locks and throw yourself over my seated body and in the process of doing this you point your feet and drive them partially into my face and partially into my tits.
I cry out, in shock and in pain and i topple onto my back. I'm fortunate not to be knocked out as i surely would have been if you had landed clean to my face but as it is i am just a bit stunned but deep inside i know i have to defend myself and i come to my knees facing you. Hands formed into claws rise up in front of my body..."think you can finish me?" i hiss...."then bring it"
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Way to go ladies!
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Catching yourself on the carpet having been thrown is never an easy task. And I make it look effortless. As in I put no effort in... as I smash fast first into the rather course flooring... god knows how your tits are feeling being dragged across this, as I moan and groan in agony.
I felt my legs connect with something, and I hear you cry out and scramble up onto your knees, as I do the same, scrambling forwards for the reset.
Both of us come up claws bared, snarling. Everything is starting to hurt, but you demand me to bring it, and so I shall, as I look to clinch hands and slam into you.
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This fight is starting to take a toll on my body, that's the peril in fighting someone heavier, their weight advantage wears you down. For now tho we face each other on our knees. We are almost mirror images, both have claws sharpened and ready to inflict damage.
You make the first move and our fingers interlace, your body thuds into mine and almost sends me to my back, i teeter on the verge of that fall but manage to haul myself back with the help of our locked fingers. Our shoulders bump as we lean in against each other, our right side breasts slap and grind. I grit my teeth but i know i am a disadvantage and slowly you force me back. My fingers, arms and shoulders burn, sweat beads up on my forehead turning my blonde fringe dark.
I hand in as long as i can before you finally force me onto my back. As i go down i look to unfold my legs and try to slip them up your sides in an attempt to trap your body in a legscissors.
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(Again I must apologise for the delay, those close to me know this hasn't been the most functional of times for me, and I greatly appreciate everyone being patient!)
As our bodies reflect the damages of war, both showing fatigue and injury, we don't seem to show many signs of slowing down, our fingers locked, and bodies pressed tightly together. You manage to keep yourself from toppling over, a testament to your strength and grit, especially as I feel our breasts grindign and smacking against one another. It's a war trying to break that one restraint alone, and when I finally do, toppling you over onto your back, your legs snake around me,
The crushing power of your legs is immense, and the pain is justifiably fucking painful! I squirm to try and keep my hips straight to prevent you getting a side mount, as I look to try and release your grip around me with my right knee working in between your thighs,
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Lying on my back with my legs wrapped tightly around your waist is a position i'm not unfamiliar with. You are a strong opponent and i need to try and weaken you before my own strength and stamina fails me. I cross my ankles, thrust my legs out straight, i can feel my inner thighs cutting into your sides making it harder for you to get a breath. I then bend my knees and thrust them out again and whilst doing this i try and shake you side to side.
I look up into your eyes..."liking this are you bitch?" i hiss.
You try and work your knee between my thigh and your side, i grit my teeth as your knee digs into the back of my thigh and stay determined to break your resistance down. My squeezing weakens somewhat, i try to alter my focus by pulling on your hands as i look to pull your body down fully onto mine. Looking here to now free my hands and trap your head in a tight headlock.
"You know i have you so just give up and save yourself from further punishment"
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As I remain above you, forced to look down over your mess of a face and body, I'm still fighting for my breath and movement between your legs, trying to position my knee to pivot off of an create enough leverage to be able to jerk-knife my way out of it without compromising my position. You're not an easy cookie to crack though as I strain to do this. You know how to use your position and your leverage to maintain a trap, and as I try to break free, although I feel your grip loosen and weaken, it allows you to grab my hands and pull me down further onto you.
I can feel your arm snake over the back of my head now, my face dangerously close to your own as we snarl at one another, and I try to fight for what little freedoms I currently have. I might be on top, but I am not in control and that's dangerous! "You don't... have shit!" I snarl at you through breathes, as I try and drive any point into your body to create a jabbed sensation - the palm of my hands into the lower side of your ribs, my chin into your cheeks, my knees into your thighs.
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*What do i have to do to subdue this bitch* even as we struggle and inflict damage and bruises to each other i can't help those thoughts running through my mind. Now when i think i finally have you, finally able to take revenge for that beating you gave me the last time we fought, you still fight back like a wounded animal. All hands, knees, teeth and whatever else you are able to use to dominate and destroy me.
Your head is trapped in a headlock, my legs still loosely draped around your waist but still your fists dig into my ribs and your knee drives into the back of my thigh. Then you start to grind your chin against my cheek and i realise the headlock i have you in isn't working. As my body jerks in response to your repeated blows i realise i must try and finish you now or you will finish me quite quickly.
Releasing your head from under my arm i go to attack your chin. My left hand attempts to cup your chin whilst my right hand seeks out the back of your head, then i look to twist and twist hard and relentlessly, trying to turn your head to the right with all the remaining strength i have left in my arms.
"You need...ugh...to quit bitch...ugh....before i snap your neck"
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As my desperation begins to shine through, getting incredibly desperate and idea-less in how to deal with my current predicement, I feel your headlock loosen around my neck, and maybe... just maybe this is my opportunity to strike. I bite my tongue and hold my breath, bracing for the very second I feel the lapse in your grip to come through, to throw all my weight and remaining power behind it to bust free from your grip and finish you with a brutal knee or something like that.
But that second... doesn't come...
Instead, I feel you grab my neck and the back of my head, and you twist harshly and without warning. I'm caught unawares as my head is snapped to one side and I feel a straining sensation down the length of my neck into my collar bones. "Ohhh fuckk!" I cry out in agony, or maybe even something beyond as your body begins to twist and contort mine within your clasp.
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Squirming and wriggling my way out from under you, i'm aided by the sweat that coats both our bodies. Once in a position to use my body weight against you i look to lean into your back and bare down on you as i try and force your head lower and lower.
"Give up bitch" i hiss. I'm worn to a frazzle but i'm the lil frazzle that has you in her grip and i've no intention of letting go till i hear you ask me to. I try and push my left knee into the small of your back, i'm willing to try anything to finish you off and the memory of what you did to me those many months ago fuels my determination. My girlie biceps swell as i try and twist your head right off your neck. Good job there are no witnesses to this!!
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As you squirm and worm your way on top of me, your grip still like iron, I feel your knee in my back, adding to the pain that is spiralling through my body out of control. It's all too much to process as your body keeps straining to snap my neck...
It honestly all feels way too much as I scream and wraithe out in pain, unable to break free from your grip or from the agony that is racking my body, and finally I feel it happen, my mind gives in as I scream out "I give! Please! Stop!" I cry out in anguish, unable to fend you off of me anymore!
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Amazing! Both of you
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I hear ya say..."I GIVE" but this isn't a tussle between two trusting friends. "It's over when i say it's over, bitch" i snarl.
One thing i do however is i stop trying to unscrew your head from your shoulders and i rise up to my feet grabbing a firm hold on your hair as i rise. "Up ya come my pretty" and as i tug on your hair to *help* you rise i aim my right knee at your belly in the hope it gets you bent over somewhat....and ya know why i hoped for this?...well i'll tell ya, when you bend over i'm gonna lift my knee up right into your face and let ya drop onto ya back.
Now you might be thinking this is all a bit much, after all she did quit, but then you didn't see how she took me apart the last time we fought and trust me when i say, that was no picnic for yours truely. But for those of you with a nervous disposition and who don't appreciate a nasty ending.....
With you flat out on ya back i step astride your prone body facing your feet. Then i very slowly lower my tushie down until it hovers just above your face. Once there i peek down between my thighs and smile at you..."Ya might like this, but i doubt it" it's then that i complete the downwards journey and plant my petite not to mention shapely tushie down right over her face to seal off both nose and mouth so that it becomes impossible for her to catch a breath. Whilst seated in this way i reach out and grab me a couple of handfuls of breast flesh, giving them both a loving squeeze and for good luck a twist and a stretch. It's around this time i feel her go limp under me, so being the good sport that i am i lift myself up off of her face, scrape my feet one after the other as if i was a dog burying a bone and then i walk off for a nice relaxing shower to ease all the bumps, bruises and pains that are currently running through my body.
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I hear ya say..."I GIVE" but this isn't a tussle between two trusting friends. "It's over when i say it's over, bitch" i snarl.
One thing i do however is i stop trying to unscrew your head from your shoulders and i rise up to my feet grabbing a firm hold on your hair as i rise. "Up ya come my pretty" and as i tug on your hair to *help* you rise i aim my right knee at your belly in the hope it gets you bent over somewhat....and ya know why i hoped for this?...well i'll tell ya, when you bend over i'm gonna lift my knee up right into your face and let ya drop onto ya back.
Now you might be thinking this is all a bit much, after all she did quit, but then you didn't see how she took me apart the last time we fought and trust me when i say, that was no picnic for yours truely. But for those of you with a nervous disposition and who don't appreciate a nasty ending.....
With you flat out on ya back i step astride your prone body facing your feet. Then i very slowly lower my tushie down until it hovers just above your face. Once there i peek down between my thighs and smile at you..."Ya might like this, but i doubt it" it's then that i complete the downwards journey and plant my petite not to mention shapely tushie down right over her face to seal off both nose and mouth so that it becomes impossible for her to catch a breath. Whilst seated in this way i reach out and grab me a couple of handfuls of breast flesh, giving them both a loving squeeze and for good luck a twist and a stretch. It's around this time i feel her go limp under me, so being the good sport that i am i lift myself up off of her face, scrape my feet one after the other as if i was a dog burying a bone and then i walk off for a nice relaxing shower to ease all the bumps, bruises and pains that are currently running through my body.
erAs i'm getting back up to my feet i arch my back to try and stretch out the pain from impacting the wall, this was a bad thing to do as it gives you the time to nail my thigh with your elbow. I moan in pain as your sharp bony elbow digs into my muscle. You then attempt to hook my right leg to fling me to the floor, however i have all my weight on my left leg which is kinda your fault for hurting my right leg. So, as you go to hook my leg i manage to stay upright and i lean back on the wall. Again i know i have to move quick but i also know my leg is going to hinder me so i lean fowards and look to grab hold of your hair with the intention of yanking you backwards onto my bent right knee.
Erin u should have made her kiss ur feet
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I hope you all enjoyed our lil story. I'd specially like to thank my good friend Emilia for making this happen, course you do realise as we are tied at 1-1 there will have to be a decider ;)
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It was a really good fight. You both did excellent and kimmy is correct…. Round THREE GET IT ON YOU HELLCATS :) :P