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Members Catfight Polls! / Re: Melinda claws it out with Ashley
« Last post by Ashley Allie on Today at 06:55:33 PM »
Dazed and blinded but you smashing the sand across my eyes and then slamming your hard fists into each side of my face as I feel your fat ass dive onto my back "Mmmpph!!" as I feel how heavy you are and your saggy soft udders mash down onto my back driving my body down into the water as my huge hooters mash deep and hard into the muddy sandy bottom!!

"Get the fuck off of me Bitch!!"........"THUD!!" as you slam a hard left hook into the side of my face, then a right hook "THUD!" slams into the other side of my face "Uugh I said get off of me BITCH!!"......"THUD!" another hook from your left slams into the side of my face causing my body to push deeper and further into the stream, when you slam another right hook into my face "THUD!!" YT
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Bottom line, i'm naked, i'm in the water washing the sand off my kitty, the sand you threw you nasty bitch. Splashing water all over my body not only helps me get rid of the sand, it also cools me down somewhat. You've mauled my body, ripped hair from my scalp, squeezed me with your legs, attacked my tits with your talons, so the cooling water is very gratefully received.

Now i have no idea if you are gonna have the guts to follow me into the lagoon or not. I issued my challenge with the thought that you would be unable to turn down a challenge and by the looks of things i was right. You are up on your feet and heading my way, discarding your ruined thong in the process. You do look all hot and bothered and with all your ink now visible you look even more like a walking advert though for what i'm not sure.

Into the water you step, i can see the relief on your face and a quiet sigh as the water laps around your body. Maybe you think i am too stoopid to recognise that you are inching closer to me as you splash your body but i may not be the brightest but i can see when danger is approaching.

So i quickly stoop, cup my hands, scoop up some water and throw it at your face, this being salt water i'm hoping it might sting a lil. I follow the water towards you, thigh deep i can't exactly sprint, even if i wasn't hurting all over, but as i get to you i look to grab you by your messy mop and yank down on it as i try to take you down face first into the water.

As you said, this is end game, it's building to a crescendo, will the bungalow remain my property or will you steal it from me, we will soon find out.
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Slamming the sandy mud into your face worked to perfection as my hard left and right hook combo that smashed into each side of your face has sent you crashing off of me and face down as well as your saggy fat cow tits into the water, I quickly take in two deep gasping breaths, my massive breasts heave in and out and the burning sensation from your claws sets me on fire, the pain is horrific and it enrages me as I lunge onto your back smashing your whole body and breasts down into the cold stream, your breasts mashed down into the sandy muddy base as I begin sending right and left hooks to the side of your head "BAM!!.....THUD!!.....BAM!!.......THUD!!" as my fists crack harder and harder into the side of your head over and over, as I slam my heavy breasts down onto your back forcing your cow tits to mash out under water deeper into the sandy muddy base!

"You fucking bitch, you come to my nature trail behind my home and think your going to walk away with a win, I may not be able to walk away on my own cxnt, but they will have to carry you away, make sure that bitch of a mother of yours doesnt walk far!!" as I slam another left, right, left, right hooking combos to the side of your head!!!  Yt
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Members Catfight Polls! / Re: Melinda claws it out with Ashley
« Last post by Ashley Allie on Today at 05:43:40 PM »
Enjoying the mounted position that my body has mashing my heavy boobies down ontop of yours as my claws dig and and stab at your bulging and mashed out breasts and my forearm crushing down onto your throw is bringing pure joy and an evil grin across my bloody lips, when out of knowhere

"SMACK!" your right hand comes slamming hard into my face as my eye sight is blurred badly as your snear mud and sand up into my eye, and then "BAAAAAM!" your left fist crashes hard across my face as my body rocks, only to rock hard right into your right cross that crashes hard into the other side of my muddy sandy face "BAAAAM!!" sending my crashing off of you, my huge boobies hanging down into the water that I just crashed face first down into!! Yt
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Family Fights / Sisters at War
« Last post by Janine_G on Today at 05:37:59 PM »
"Tell me again, Rick?  WHY did this happen?"

"I'm sorry, Stacey, I'm so sorry, I was really drunk, she tricked me until we started fucking, and then I was already too far gone!!"

"RICK!! It's my fucking cxnt of a twin sister!  I can't fucking believe it.  We've been dating over 2 years."

"How did you know when you were fucking?"

First win for Rick of the day, "Jeez, she was nothing like you, I realized something was up when we were fucking, you're so much better in bed."  It was a lie, but Rick knew the answer to that question.  The truth was that Tracey was just like Stacey in bed, and he only realized he had been deceived when she told him afterwards.  She had even let him fuck her in the ass.

"This is exactly the type of behavior that I can't stand from her.  It's why we haven't spoken since we were 20, almost 5 years!"

"She is also the only woman I've ever lost a fight to, so this is going to be a big fuckin' deal.  Cuz it will come to blows, as usual with my sister."

Rick got hard with that statement, though he didn't acknowledge it.  "Hey, let me come with you, maybe to keep things calmer." 

"Oh, you're coming, I want you to admit you fucked up and I want you to tell her I'm a better lay."

The truth was that Stacey and Tracey Deaver were very similar and while they were sisters, they really didn't get along.  They were two of the bitchiest and scariest girls and then women around their schools and neighborhoods but they also had beaten the crap out of each other from the age of 6.  They were the only other woman who had ever beaten the other up in their lives and they had fought each other so many times, they didn't know who had won more or lost more, except for the fact that the last time they had fought, Tracey had kicked the shit out of Stacey, which made Stacey a little nervous about confronting her twin. 

Nevertheless, she packed Rick into her car and the couple drove to Tracey's town house.  She had texted Tracey to make sure she was home and expecting her.

They got to the building and Stacey wasted no time charging from the car.  Tracey opened the door and there was no dialogue beyond, "You cxnt, you fucked my boyfriend, and then the two women had each other by the other, Tracey yanking Stacey across the threshold of the house, their enormous breasts (Stacey liked to call her chest her "inheritance from her grandma") jiggling in their clothes.  Rick ran in after his girlfriend, mostly because he didn't want to miss twins fighting like this...

They were already tumbling about on the floor clawing at each other.  Tracey was in sports clothes but Stacey had not bothered to change. 

When he closed the door behind him, neither woman looked up, they were screeching and grunting.  Stacey was on top and seemed to be getting the upper hand.  Tracey's face was scratched and her sports bra had ridden up and her tits were exposed.  Stacey's skirt was up around her waist, exposing her lack of panties and her thigh-high stockings, Tracey was now clawing at her ass as Stacey's shirt also began to ride up.  Stacey squawked as Tracey's free hand slammed into her nose and pushed her head back.  Stacey pressed her hand into Tracey's face and dug her nails in causing her sister to screech in pain too.  Tracey rolled on top and hoisted Stacey's shirt up the rest of the way, shoving her hands into Stacey's bra.  Stacey grabbed Tracey's tits as the two women began to maul each other's chests. 

Stacey's face flushed as she battled with her sister, who was now straddling her belly as they twisted and dug their nails into each other's enormous chest.   Now Tracey seemed to have the upper hand.  She hauled off and clipped Stacey with a punch to the cheek, and Stacey bucked and unseated Tracey as the two women got to their feet, breathing hard.  Both women's breasts were exposed and Stacey's lower body was as well.  Tracey was still in her exercise pants.  They charged at each other and crashed together.  They wrapped their arms around each other and Stacey's momentum carried Tracey backwards and the two tumbled over a low couch and crashed into a coffee table.  They were trapped between the table and the couch flailing and clawing at each other.

Suddenly, Stacey screamed out "HOLY SHIT YOU BITCH YOU BIT MY TIT!... Motherfucker...." she growled.

They struggled more and then Tracey screamed, "GET YOUR HAND OUT OF MY PANTS AND OFF MY PUSSY !!!  WHAT THE FUCK???!!!"

Stacey suddenly yelped and then scrambled from between the couch and table, her face was clawed, something that Rick had missed.  Tracey got up as well.  Both women looked tired and haggard.  Tracey's elastic had been stretched and her pants were falling down, she quickly pulled them off, exposing herself similar to her sister.

They charged at each other again and struggled with the other.  It was a battle of two identical twins, very evenly matched, but Rick saw it as it was, Tracey was stronger.  She ultimately forced his girlfriend back against the wall, slamming her against it so that a picture fell from its hangar and then she pressed her forearm across her big tits as she kneed Stacey in her crotch several times, Stacey had struggled against her sister's strength valiantly, but the kicks to the pussy hurt her and she fell to her  hands and knees as Tracey backed away, both women gasping for air.  Tracey got in a great kick to Stacey' s big left tit as it hung beneath her body.  But as Tracey went to follow up with a second kick, Stacey slammed her fist squarely into Tracey's pussy, and then drove her shoulders into Tracey's legs tackling her to the ground.  She scrambled on top of Tracey, grabbed her hair and slammed her head repeatedly into the carpeted floor until Tracey was dazed and moaning and mumbled, "ffffuck...stop...stop..." Rick grabbed  Stacey from behind and pulled her up.  As she was being dragged off her sister, she got two more kicks into Tracey's tits and then allowed Rick to pull her free.

Tracey curled up and lay there moaning.

Rick let Stacey go and she ran over to Tracey and kicked her in the back twice and said, "DON'T FUCK WITH MY BOYFRIEND AGAIN!!!"

She pushed her tits back into her bra and pulled her skirt down and stormed out to the car, Rick following close behind.

When he got into the car, she was sobbing.  "I hate that bitch!! I hate her!" she wailed. 

"You won honey, you won... I think you put her in her place."

"No Rick, I didn't!  I won, but she fucked me up good and she fucked you.  I won this fight, but she's come back again, and she'll try to seduce you or fuck with me or something....it's never over with her!!  I hate her!!"

And four months later, the sisters would go at it again.   (This is based on real twins that I knew in my twenties... )

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My massive left breast is screaming out in pain as I feel your nails dig deeper and deeper into my big beautiful breast, my legs kicking around as the water splashes around, and thankfully the water isnt a couple inches deeper or my mouth and nose would be under water!

"Uuuughhh!! Uuuuuughhh!!" Two hard straight left jabs smash hard right into my mouth as more blood comes spitting out which infuriates me as my right arm slams down hard under the  water when I feel your forearm come crashing down hard across my throat, the pressure of you pressing down is causing it hard for me to breath!! My right hand scoops a handful of mucky mud and sand mixture and send my right hand slamming hard across the welted left side of your face with a loud wet "SMAACK!!" and I quickly follow that up with a very hard left handed hook that crashes hard into the right side of your face and nose "THUD!!" and Ive already drawn my right fist back, still covered in muddy sand as it comes hooking around and slamming hard into the left side of your face and nose "THUD!" as I thrust and buck my hips upward sending you tumbling and crashing off of me and into the creek with a big "SPLAAAASH!!"  yt
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Thanks to all who voted ... it was excited & close with the lead changing 3 times ... and in the end I only narrowly won by 1 vote ... PHEW!  ;D ;)

You can read the Conclusion of the related story at: https://www.freecatfights.com/forums/index.php?topic=123972.0

Hope folks will enjoy?  8)

- Sonja Sin

(The plan is to maybe post another Poll and Story related to it tomorrow or the day after ... so please stay tuned!  ;) )

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Catfighting / Re: Ladies Room Catfight: Sonja vs Isha
« Last post by FLStud4U on Today at 04:45:14 PM »
Wow, brutal but sexy. Thanks for sharing
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Catfighting / Re: Ladies Room Catfight: Sonja vs Isha
« Last post by Dirty bad bitch on Today at 04:44:01 PM »
Thanks so much to all who voted  8) ... the end result was a narrow victory for me with 25-25 ... and you can view the Poll here: https://www.freecatfights.com/forums/index.php?topic=123971.0

(Will be posting another catfight story tomorrow or the next day, also with a Poll related to it.  ;) )
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Ok, folks, here's the Conclusion to the Story ... hope you enjoy?  ::) ;D ;)

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"Fucking whore!" I spat, wrenching her head sideways as my nails raked down her blouse, popping buttons. "Let's see those tits, you filthy cow!" The fabric tore, exposing her dark nipples straining against the flesh-colored bra.

Isha retaliated by kneeing me hard in the thigh, her free hand clawing at my skirt hem. "Enjoy your coffee stain, bitch? Wait till I rub your cxnt raw on this pissy floor!" she snarled, yanking my skirt down to my boots.

We crashed into the sinks, hips grinding as we fought for leverage. My blouse ripped open under her frantic scratching, bra straps snapping. "That all you got?" I taunted, twisting her wrist until she shrieked, then kneed her bare pussy through her thong.

"Fucking—!" she wheezed, but I silenced her with a palm smacking her right tit, the imprint glowing red on her brown skin. Our remaining clothes became weapons—her thong snapped against my inner thigh as she tried to garrote me with it, my hose tearing as she raked her heel down my calf.

"Still talking?" I hissed, twisting her bra strap around her throat from behind, her tits bouncing free as the clasp gave way. She elbowed me in the gut, gasping, then spun and clawed my thong down, fingernails leaving angry welts on my hips. "Gonna ride that toilet bowl when I'm done choking you out," I promised, kneeing her bare ass toward the stalls.

Isha lunged, catching my nipple between her nails and twisting hard. "Your red bush matches your ugly face when I'm done—" she taunted, but I headbutted her mid-sentence. Blood trickled from her nose as we crashed into the tampon dispenser, its metal edge biting into my back. Her skirt tore completely off in my grasp, heels skidding on the wet tiles as I flipped us, mounting her with my thighs vise-tight around her waist.

"Say 'sorry' nicely and I'll only break three fingers," I growled, grinding my thong clad pussy against her stomach while wrenching her arms overhead. She bucked wildly, her tits jiggling with each desperate thrash, until her knee found my cxnt—white-hot pain shot through me.

"FUCKING BITCH!", I shrieked. Furiously, I backhanded her across the mouth, her lip splitting on her teeth.

Isha spit blood, laughing wildly. "Ohhhh, you're gonna regret that, you pale-skinned slut!" She grabbed my tits, twisting hard—the pain made my knees buckle. I retaliated by digging my nails into her pussy through her ruined thong, her scream echoing off the tiles.

We rolled across the floor, legs tangling, heels scraping. My blouse hung in shreds, her bra dangled from one arm—both of us gasping, sweating, fucking feral. "Your tits look better bruised," I hissed, pinching her nipples till they purpled. She shrieked and raked her nails down my inner thighs, drawing blood.

"Beg now and I'll let you keep those panties," Isha taunted, but I headbutted her again—her nose crunched under my forehead. She reeled back, and I pounced, straddling her waist. My thong was a sodden wreck, her thong snapped around her ankle like a trophy. I slapped her tits—left, right—her dark areolas bouncing. "Still think you're hot shit?" I growled, grinding my cxnt against her hipbone.

She bucked wildly, fingers clawing at my thighs. "Your pussy smells like cheap motel carpet!" she spat, but her voice cracked when I grabbed the air freshener canister from the wall. I smashed it against the sink—plastic shards rained down—leaving the jagged nozzle exposed. "Open wide, cxnt," I hissed, driving my knee into her solar plexus. She gasped, and I wrenched her legs apart with my free hand.

Her thong snapped like tissue paper. The nozzle slid in with a wet pop—her scream turned shrill as I twisted it deeper. "Still think my bush is ugly?" I taunted, grinding it against her g-spot. Her back arched off the floor, toes curling.

"F-FUCK YOU!" she wheezed, but her thighs trembled. I slapped her clit—once, twice—until her hips jerked involuntarily.

The toilet seat cracked against the wall as I flipped her onto her stomach. "Time for your close-up, cxnt," I snarled, dragging her by the hair toward the stall. Her nails scrabbled at the tiles, legs kicking uselessly.

One sharp knee to her spine pinned her over the bowl—her tits swung like pendulums above the filthy water. I wrenched her arms back, using my torn pantyhose to hogtie her wrists. "Smile for the internet," I hissed, shoving the air freshener nozzle back into her dripping pussy.

Isha's scream dissolved into choked sobs as I twisted the plastic deeper. Her thighs quivered, toes curling in ruined heels. "Still gonna call me a bitch?" I taunted, grinding it against her swollen clit. She jerked violently, forehead slamming against the porcelain. Blood trickled from her split lip into the toilet water.

With my free hand, I grabbed her ebony mane and wrenched her head up. "Say it," I growled, snapping a pic of her tear-streaked face reflected in the grimy mirror. Her dark eyes burned with humiliation. "Fuck...you..." she rasped. I laughed and shoved her face-first into the bowl—her tits sloshed in the water as I held her down.

"Wrong answer." I twisted the air freshener deeper, making her hips jerk violently. The scent of artificial pine mixed with her musk filled the stall. Her thighs trembled—she was close. "Beg properly and I'll let you cum, you brown-skinned whore," I taunted, slapping her ass hard enough to leave a handprint.

She bucked wildly, heels scraping against the tile. "Fuck your—ahhh!" Her protest became a strangled moan as I ground the nozzle against her clit. Sweat dripped between my tits onto her arched back. "Dumb bitch still thinks she's tough," I sneered, wrapping her hair around my fist and yanking her face up from the toilet water. Her mascara ran in black streaks.

I twisted the nozzle deeper, making her thighs spasm. "Look at you—dripping on the pissy floor like a common slut." My free hand grabbed her tit, pinching the nipple till she whimpered. "Gonna cum from a fucking air freshener? Pathetic.”

Isha thrashed, her hips jerking involuntarily as the plastic ridges scraped her g-spot. "I'll—fucking—kill—" she gasped, but her threat dissolved into a choked moan when I slapped her clit hard. Her back arched off the toilet seat, tits bouncing wildly.

"Beg," I snarled, yanking her hair back so her face reflected in the mirror—mascara smeared, lips swollen. "Say 'Sonja's pussy is tighter' and maybe I'll stop.”

"Go to hell!" she spat, but her thighs trembled as I twisted the nozzle deeper. The scent of her arousal mixed with cheap pine cleaner filled the stall. I snapped another pic—her ruined thong dangling from one ankle, her dark bush glistening around the jagged plastic. "Smile for your colleagues, bitch," I taunted, grinding the air freshener against her clit till her toes curled.

Her hips jerked involuntarily as I slapped her ass—the sharp crack echoed off the tiles. "Still think my red bush is ugly?" I hissed, wrenching her head back by her hair. Sweat dripped from my tits onto her arched spine. Her breath came in ragged gasps, her nipples hardened against the porcelain. "F-fuck you..." she wheezed, but her cxnt clenched around the nozzle.

I twisted the air freshener deeper—her scream dissolved into choked sobs. Her thighs trembled, toes curling in ruined heels. "Say it," I growled, grinding the jagged plastic against her swollen clit. Blood smeared where her nails had scratched my inner thighs earlier. "Sonja's...pussy...is tighter," she finally gasped, forehead pressed against the filthy bowl.

"Louder." I yanked her hair back, forcing her tear-streaked face into the mirror, while filimig with my cellphone. The nozzle popped out with a wet sound as she whimpered. "Say it like you mean it, or I'll shove this back in sideways." Her dark eyes burned with humiliation, but her voice cracked as she repeated it—this time loud enough to echo off the tiles.

I laughed, releasing her hair with a final jerk that sent her forehead thunking against the porcelain. "Good girl." Stepping back, I admired my handiwork—her brown skin flushed with exertion, tits swaying above the toilet water, thighs trembling where they straddled the seat. The air freshener lay discarded on the floor, slick with her juices.

I flexed my bicep, angling my phone to capture her ruined posture and my own sweat-sheened torso in the same shot. "Tag yourself, bitch," I taunted, zooming in on her tear-streaked reflection in the mirror. Her ripped thong hung from one ankle like a surrender flag.

THE END
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