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General Discussion about Catfights / Re: world catfights
« Last post by Shanna86 on Today at 08:45:44 PM »
Yo, shit...

I be thinking you ass aint got to go far to see some bitches fighting...

Some skinny bitch be needing a ass whooping, her ass aint gots to go far for that!
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Catfighting / Re: Rochelle vs Jessie
« Last post by grospiere on Today at 08:16:35 PM »
wow, super match, I hope to read the rest of the story or another match featuring one or the other of these wrestlers.
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Fantastico.
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Members Catfight Polls! / Re: Big Bust Battle: Kathykelsey Vs Thiccabeth!
« Last post by User1 on Today at 07:30:58 PM »
Voted Beth, her tits look ultra heavy, think she will bulldoze Kelsey...
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Catfighting / Rochelle vs Jessie
« Last post by Karin Fights on Today at 06:36:45 PM »
Tale of the Tape

Jessie                             Rochelle
36 years old                    35 Years Old
five foot 9.                       5 foot seven
175 pounds                     145 Pounds
long blonde hair.              Short brunette hair
36C-25-37                        34D-25-37


Rochelle and her husband Bobbie were vacationing at a couple's resort in Western Pennsylvania called Twin Peaks.  They returned to their suite on Monday afternoon from a round of golf when they found the following flyer on their bed.

Twin Peaks Female Mud Wrestling Competition
Wednesday Afternoon 4 PM behind the Trellis Bar
Come see some of our sexiest female guests try their skills against other female guests in what has become one of Twin Peak's most popular weekly events. 

Ladies…want to be adored by the rest of our guests?  Sign us as a participant at the Trellis Bar before 12 noon on Wednesday.  Bring an opponent or we'll find one for you!  Remember to wear your sexiest bathing suit!





As soon as Rochelle saw the flyer, she knew they'd be attending.  Bobbie had a fetish about women fighting each other, and they'd watched many catfight videos during their time together.  "Oh this is right up your alley!  Need to put this on our Wednesday schedule." What she didn't expect was what came next.

"Oh this is fantastic!", Bobbie said.

"Yes, I assumed you'd want to attend.", Rochelle answered.

"Attend yes, and also watch my wife get down and dirty against another guest!  Oh I can not wait"

"Wait…you want me to fight?"

"Roch it's perfect!  Nobody knows us here, we're miles away from our home town, and you know we've talked about you throwing your hat into the female fight ring at some point!"

"I know you talked about it, but I'm not really sure I'm ready.  The only training I've done is watch women smacking each other around in your videos!"

"Look it's a typical Spring Break type event, that happens all over the place.  The ladies involved are not pros, just Moms and Wifes and Girl Friends.  I bet you'll be the sexiest one there!"

And so it started.  By the time they went off to the Trellis Bar for a pre-dinner Martini, Bobbie had convinced Rochelle that it was a great idea.  As they were sipping thir Grey Goose, Nickie the bar tender asked Rochelle if she was going to participate in the mud wrestling, and when she said she was thinking about it, Nickie pushed her over the top by saying, "You'll be great and definitely the sexiest one there!"  That said, Rochelle filled out the application form and the die was cast.

On Wednesday afternoon, Rochelle showered, did her hair and make up, and slipped into her sexy one piece black suit.  It had a sexy low cut top that nicely exposed her voluptuous rack with small spaghetti straps!  As she walked out of the bedroom of their suite, she did a twirl and asked Bobbie, "So how do I look?"

"Oh My God you are so sexy!" and she could already see that Rob had an erection building.

"You better wear something else Mister, unless you want every woman in this resort to follow your cock home big boy!"  They both laughed and hugged!

About 2:45. Rochelle put on a beach coverup and they left their suite.  At the Trellis Bar they were greeted by the Entertainment Coordinator Roy and after he consulted a list, he sent Rochelle to the right holding area, while Bobbie got a drink and found a seat in the stands.  The area that the fights were talking place in was about 10 by 10 with dark watery mud that looked to be about ankle deep.  There were two fights before Rochelle's event and Bobbie found them kind of boring.  The first one was two MILFs who'd known each other for years but really didn't have any interesting moves and hardly got dirty.   The second was a very miss-matched meeting of a skinny young girl with a stocky older woman.  The results were hardly different from the first fight!  Just before Rochelle's fight, Nickie (who was also acting as the ref and looked ever so sexy in a very tiny striped bikini) came and got him and brought him down to the side of the ring.

Then Roy stepped up center stage and started to announce. "Ladies and Gentleman…this next fight is our featured fight of the afternoon, and will feature two well matched and sexy guest participants!  Fighting out of the red corner fighter number one,  at 36 years old, standing five foot 9, weighing in at 175 pounds, with long blonde hair, a 36C-25-37 figure, wearing a deep V neck one piece halter top bright red suit….JESSIE!"

As Jessie came to the corner and was taking a bow, Nickie walked up with a mic and said, "So what do you want us to know about yourself Jessie?"

"Well, Donnie and I were high school sweet hearts, drifted apart after high school and have been back together for 15 years and just 2 weeks ago got engaged."

"Congratulations!  Please give the new couple a hand folks! (the crowd clapped and whistled).  So tell me about your involvement in women on women combat?"

"Well, Donnie and I have lived together for the past 9 years, and one of the things we love to watch is catfight videos.  There is nothing better to tee Donnie up for a night of fun in the bed room than the sight of a couple of well built women fighting it out! I've been fascinated for some time and interested in trying my hand at a real fight, but how do you find an opponent?  When we saw this flyer, I knew that this fight virgin was going to be a virgin no longer!  This was my chance to throw my hat in the ring and to give Donnie a thrill, and I full well expect to give my opponent this afternoon a good ass kicking!" Lots of applause and whistles as Nickie thanks Jessie and turns the proceedings back to Roy.   

"And fighting out of the black corner this afternoon, Jessie's opponent….. she's 35 years old, stands five foot 7, tips the scales at145 pounds, with short brunette hair, and a 34D-25-37 figure, dressed in a low cut black one piece with spaghetti straps showing lots of cleavage….ROCHELLE!!!

Again Nickie moved to Rochelle with the mic and asked her, "So what can you tell us about yourself Rochelle?"

"Well, I married my first husband right out of high school, had two kids almost immediately, but the marriage didn't work out.  I was a single working Mom for about 8 years till I met my husband Bobbie.  We've been together 6+ years and married 5 and he considers my kids to be his kids!  The kids are with my Mom this week and we are having an adult week and loving Twin Peaks!"

"What about your fight experience?"

"Well to be frank, I have none!  Bobbie downloads videos that we watch all the time and we've fantasied about me being a participant in a fight, but it's just never come to pass.  I knew he'd want to come to see these fights, but never thought he'd want me to be one of the fighters, but as I said we're having an adult week, so what the hell."

"Thanks Rochelle", Nickie said.  "well Roy, looks like it's going to be fight virgin vrs fight virgin.  I guess it's time to get the festivities under way and to quote Jessie, see which fighter gets a good ass kicking!!"

"Okay Ladies", Nickie said.  There a 10minute time limit and no falls.  Either the fighter or her significant other can call off the fight at any time. If either team calls the fight, their opponent is the victor, if the fight goes the full 10 minutes, the crowd will decide the winner.  Any questions?  Okay ladies, come out fighting on the bell and may the better woman win!"

As the bell sounded, the two fight virgins started to circle in the mud.  They kept intense eye contact going and after 30 seconds or so they started to approach each other with their hands out.  In typical girl fight style, they quickly grabbed handfuls of each other's hair.  Rochelle had an easier job grabbing Jessie's long blonde tresses, but besides that, with her height and weight advantage, Jessie seemed to be controlling the action, as the two busty danced around the mud ring.  That was, until Rochelle was able to get her feet between Jessie's, and tripped up the big blonde and the two of them fell into the mud. Jessie landed on her back and Rochelle landed lower and started to climb up the bigger blonde. Suddenly Jessie yelled out, "Get your fucking knee out of my pussy, cxnt!" This interesting turn of  events now had everybody's attention to say the least!   With an almost super hero show of strength, Jessie threw the smaller woman off her and Rochelle landed in the mud next to Jessie.

Both women were fast to their feet, but Rochelle was faster, and while Jessie was still on her knees, kneed the big blonde in the tits, laying her out in the mud.  Using a move she'd seen in one cafight video that Bobbie particularly loved, she wrapped her hands around Jessie's nose and mouth to cut off her air supply.  Jessie grabbed at Rochelle's hands , but was unable to break her grip.  Desperate for air at this point, with what strength she had left, she grabbed the smaller fighter by the low cut top of her black suit, pulled it down tearing the spaghetti straps and exposing her boobs.   Jessie then buried her beautifully manicured nails into the smaller opponent's pendulous D cup jugs! 

The fighters had the entire crowds undivided attention and Husband Bobbie and Finance Donnie were both building pants tents!  Rochelle screamed out in pain as Jessie dug her nails in, and attempted to return the favor, but Jessie's halter top held better than her spaghetti strap top. All she could do was to start delivering open hand slaps to Jessie's face, and eventually the big blonde let go of Rochelle's tits, threw her off, and the two women rolled away and got to their feet.

On her feet, Rochelle pulled the top of her suit up over her naked breasts, but without the help of the straps, both women knew it was a purely temporary fix.  Jessie started circling Rochelle as she moved closer to the smaller fighter.  Suddenly Rochelle swung her right arm at Jessie, which she grabbed and using Rochelle's momentum, she was able to throw her over her hip and back down into the mud!  In a flash Jessie was kneeing on Rochelle's back and pulling her up by the hair.  Making sure that the smaller, now topless again woman was facing the crowd, Jessie began shaking Rochelle back and forth, making her tits shake for the crowd!  The crowd loved this and it was more than Rochelle could take and she yelled out, "You win!  I give up!"

Nickie quickly moved to separate the two women as Bobbie came over with a coverup for his wife, and the two of them left the arena as Jessie enjoyed the applause of the crowd!
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So how do you actually program it to use wrestling moves? it just does basic setup and nothing.
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Fictional Catfight Polls! / Re: Catfight At the Pool - Lizzie Vs Lori
« Last post by T aka Tony on Today at 02:39:37 PM »
Lizzie pulls Lori from her chair by her hair and throws her into the 4 foot deep section of the pool. Lizzie jumps in and gets Lori in a head lock and grabs her hair.  Everyone around the pool are cheering them on. Lori tries to grab at Lizzie's hair.  Lizzie takes Lori under water.  Lori's foot comes out of the water as she struggles.
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Sadly I missed the action here when it was going, but well done to Oil Princess in what seems to have been a great victory over Carolann...x
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MMA, Martial Arts,Kickboxing and NHB / Re: Spring Broken
« Last post by bcw8 on Today at 02:05:41 PM »
It was only partly about him, his body, his eyes, his cock.  It was more about status. It was about queenship.  They were barely twenty-one but they understood that getting ahead means stepping on others like they’re insects.

Their slender biceps bulged fist-sized as they threw their weight against the levers of their elbows.  Painted nails dug into the back of the other girl’s white-knuckled hand. Lips parted over clenched teeth.  The ironing board held, made of stern stuff.  Denise bent Lissa’s forearm to 11:00 but the blonde girl stiffened there and held.   In thirty seconds both were sweat-slick from the strain.  Their contorted faces gleamed; their tanned breasts glowed as rivulets formed and trickled along their swollen curves to soak into the fabric of the board. Lissa pulled back to even, her shoulder knotted. 

The room rocked.  No one had expected this.  This was insane.  Will stood at the end of the board with his arms crossed over his chest and his erection fully on display like a frozen maestro conducting an erotic symphony.  Lissa pushed Denise to 1:00, balanced on one braced leg, her other bent at the knee. The seconds ticked away.  Everyone watched in rapt fascination in a cacophony of shouting.  Of course the boys were spellbound, but every girl was just as caught up in the raw thrill of it, just as aroused. 

One bikinied girl moved to Will, a redhead beauty named Molly. “I love how you made them do this,” she purred in his ear. “But you should have picked me - I’d beat either one of them, for you.”   She pressed her breasts into his back and reached around him to wrap her fingers around his cock.  He accepted this as his due, like the young god he was, bringing her to his side and stripping off her top to spill her breasts free as her hand worked.  Her now-bared nipples were like cherries.  She squeezed a drop from him and brought her fingers to her mouth to taste it.   

“Maybe we’ll find out if that’s true,” Will answered, her now-slick fingers returning to his shaft.  His mind was at work, already imagining his next move, his manipulation of the competitive lust he so easily drew from the true cats.  He pulled back Molly’s head and thrust his tongue into her willing mouth to catch the tang of his pre-cum still on her tongue. “You know I want more,” he said.  “Much, much more.”   Her eyes glowed and she nodded. 

In front of them, pain built between Denise and Lissa, bunched biceps cramped. Their elbows, jammed hard into the board, felt on the verge of snapping.  The board itself stabbed into their diaphragms as they strained, making them breathe in ragged gasps.  Like they’re about to cum, Will thought, and reflexively he pulled back Molly’s head again, hard, not to kiss her but just to make her gasp in anticipation.  His eyes roamed across the room.  A dark-skinned ebony goddess stared back.  Her breasts swelled in her white bikini top.  She held his gaze and boldly slid her hand down her belly and under the sari knotted at her hip. 

Everyone had expected this to be quick but now a full minute had passed and the deadlock continued now back at 12:00, both girls trembling.  Lissa had more friends there and they shrieked her name but Denise had fans too and when she surged again with a scream of her own so that her tits did touch Lissa’s, nipples on nipples, they erupted.  She bent Lissa slowly, the blonde’s arm twisting under the torque, sinking to a forty-five degree angle.  Lissa gasped.  It hurt - it hurt so fucking much.  Her mouth was open in agony. Her breasts swelled and shrank and Denise’s nipples covered hers, dented them, pushed them into her.  Another inch, and another, and she couldn’t hold on.  Denise slammed her hand down against the board with a shriek of triumph.   

It could have ended there, but it didn’t. It changed.  And Will’s grin deepened.  It was as if they knew his dark desires.

Denise lifted Lissa’s hand and slammed it down again. She leaned back and pulled the blonde girl’s arm across the board and forced her hand down to hyperextend her elbow.  She twisted her wrist until she screamed.  Only then did Denise let go.  Her face was a mask of victorious contempt. “Loser bitch!” she shrieked as Lissa clutched at her elbow.  And only then did Denise register the redhead jerking off the very cock she thought she had just won.  Her face twisted into fury. 

“Make them fight for real,” Molly moaned.  She was a bitch after Will’s own heart. “You make them,” he answered, and he gripped her hair hard at the back of her skull and flung her forward into Lissa’s back.  The impact drove the edge of the board hard into Denise’s midsection.  She staggered back.  Lissa planted her hands against the board and rammed it into Denise again, a line that buckled her across the bottom of her ribcage. 

“Who the fuck are YOU?!” Lissa shrieked at Molly.  In answer , the redhead slapped her, a vicious whipcrack across her mouth. Denise threw the ironing board aside and flung herself forward into both of them.  Molly met her head-on and their tits collided with a savagely erotic clap as they buried their hands in each other’s hair, wrenching hard.  They catapulted into the mass of bodies that circled them but the crowd immediately shoved them back into the center, both of them falling to their knees, still locked together.  Snarling, Lissa lunged in and jerked back Denise’s head as Molly raked her claws down Denise’s breasts, scratching deep. 

The black girl materialized at Will’s side, taking Molly’s place.  Her name was Keisha. Will pulled her in front of him, flattened his palm on her taut tummy and pushed his fingers beneath her sari and under into her bikini bottoms as Denise dragged Lissa’s head down, twisting her neck cruelly, then began to punch her in her face.  Will’s fingers squeezed Keisha’s clit as Lissa’s nose spurted blood across Denise’s belly.

“What would you have done?” he growled into the ebony seashell of her ear.  “Gone for her nipples,” she moaned, then yelped as his fingers dug deep into her pussy.  She bucked in Will’s grip, climaxing hard as Denise’s knuckles crunched again into Lissa’s nose while Molly dragged back Denise’s head.  Will pulled his dripping fingers from her clenched pussy.   “Do it!” He growled and shoved her, sprawling, into the three kneeling girls.

It was madness.  Not a soul in the room moved to stop them. Heat and hormones and alcohol and the sheer force of Will’s dominance had turned them all into bloodthirsty Colosseum spectators.  They roared as Molly crashed into Denise and bore her to the floor and bit her, bit her tits like an animal as Denise screamed and beat at her head.  They stomped the floor as Keisha grabbed Lissa’s wrists and headbutted her in her already bloodied face. 

Spring break is where inhibitions are discarded like empty solo cups, where people desperately preen for attention, where civilization is forgotten, where lust boils over into something more.
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Members Catfight Polls! / Re: Sinthia vs Kathi - In front of everyone
« Last post by Higgins75 on Today at 12:47:12 PM »
I'm looking forward to your battle. It'll be exciting to see who comes out on top in the end.
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