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Catfighting / Re: Roommateโs Secret
Last post by Rambler0428 - Today at 02:02:54 AMSorry for the delay! I started to break this into two parts but decided to go ahead and finish it before posting. So here you are! The finale of this story 
. I hope to upload many more in the future!
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We spun in one tight circle, clinging to each other's hair like drowning women in a rip tide, both of us hissing and grunting as we put significant effort into pulling each other to the floor or tearing out a clump of hair. All the while, we squeezed our foreheads together, glaring our defiance back into each other's eyes. The padded thumping of our socks on the carpet was a rhythmic drumming, accentuating the sounds of pain and effort we let out.
I felt her right hand leave my scalp, and before I could even contemplate what might be happening...
I heard it before I felt it. A sharp SMACK as her slap whipped it's way across the very spot she had attacked with her nails at the start. She got two sharp, merciless blows in before I verbally reacted.
"OUCH!!" I wailed, my body folding slightly to the direction of the intense pain that shot through me in that moment. My hands loosened in Emery's hair just a bit, but more than enough for her to shove my hands away. She kept her left in my hair however, and jerked me forward, toward her. She stepped to the side and once again I sprawled hard onto my chest on the carpet. Groaning, I raised myself to my elbows, trying to get back up. I moved quickly, but unfortunately, Emery was already on her feet, and so was faster.
I felt her hand grab me by my ponytail and I was pulled slowly upward as if she was "helping" me to my feet. I hissed as I scrambled to my feet to alleviate some of the pressure, but my roommate only giggled, an oddly bubbly sound as her other arm snaked around my throat from behind.
The gagging noise I made as my airway was mostly closed off was an undignified one. My eyes opened wide and I moved my arms to grab hers and try to release the choke hold. The hand that had now left my ponytail, however, now collided with my back, a hard punch that I actually think was meant for my kidney. I don't know if she actually missed or if it had been intentional, but it was so close that I gasped, a moaning, pained sound as my knees threatened to buckle for just a moment. But I found myself held up by Emery's arm around my neck.
"You're right Maisey!" Emery chirped in a sweet little voice. "This is a lot of fun!"
She was making FUN of me! What the fuck?!
I wasn't angry with her. I had seen the video...I knew shit talking just came with this whole thing. But I WAS pissed at myself. We hadn't been at it for long at all, but so far, she had been making me look like a JOKE. I had to get into this thing quickly or I was going to be completely humiliated.
A couple of options occurred to me, some less dignified than others. In the end, I went with a sure fire escape by bringing my heel down on the bridge of my opponent's foot. Emery let out a gratifying yelp and I felt her foot jerk back as she let go of my neck and staggered back a step. I spun around fast as I could, using the momentum to lend some extra force to my open right hand.
*CRACK!* the sound as my slap struck her across the cheek echoed off the walls of the living room. Emery's head snapped to the side and I could see it immediately turning bright red as she let out another cry of surprise and pain. I know that HAD to hurt.
I pressed my advantage by leaning forward and driving into her chest with my shoulder. A loud thump and a grunt from Emery told me I had slammed her into the wall as our momentum stopped.
She grappled with me and we began a wrestling match on our feet against the wall. I came up to eye level once again with her as we grappled, trying to maintain or take control.
"You fucking slapped me!" She said, though her expression was one of mischievous, almost malicious glee.
Our positions reversed as she pivoted, and I now found my own back thrust into the wall. Our arms still tangled as our legs and bodies squirmed and writhed against each other. Emery trying to squeeze me to the wall, me trying to get away from it.
"What? Can't handle a little slap?" I smirked back at my roommate as we shifted, our arms now wrapping around each other's shoulders as we wrestled.
We found hair again as we both dug the fingers of our right hands to the roots of the top of each other's heads and pulled backwards, slow and hard.
We grunted, finally shifting off of the living room wall as our feet stumbled around back to the center of the room. My scalp burned, and I knew from the look of Emery's face and the sounds she made, hers was fairing no better.
"Let. Go. Of. My. Hair." I growled, my nose less than an inch from Emery's. She responded with a sharp jerk that pulled my forehead off of hers for a moment.
"You. First." She shot back at me through gritted teeth. Neither of us was angry, I could tell that much. But it was clear that we were now really starting to get into this thing. I gave my roommate an equal jolt to the scalp as she had given me, and felt satisfied as she hissed in pain. Our free arms still wrapped around each other's shoulders as if in an embrace. Our shuffling feet came to a halt after a few more seconds of wrestling each other around the room. We stared intensely right into each other's eyes as we held on, tightening both our grip in each other's hair and squeezing against each other with our opposite arms until our chests were mashed together in our sports bras.
I could feel, just faintly, how stiff Emery's nipples had grown in the fabric, and knew she could probably feel mine as well. So....this was just as exhilarating for her as it was for me then. Good. I didn't have to feel ashamed for all the times I'd thought of this very moment over the last few days.
"I'm fucking warning you Maise...let go of me. Now." Emery growled.
"You let go of me." I breathed back. Our voices were low, with a hint of danger laced in them. I could almost physically feel the tension in this stalemate building in my chest. I felt it in the way our breathing climbed in pace until I heard the fabric of our bras scraping ever so faintly against each other. In the way my heart was hammering in my chest. In the way I felt the subtle movements of Emery's feet positioning themselves and my own shifting, almost without thought, to match. Time itself almost seemed to stop for a moment as we both froze. Right down to our breathing. We stared at each other in that tiny moment that seemed to stretch long into the afternoon, though it had to be less than a second in reality.
There was a silent agreement in that time outside of time. We both knew we could stop. Right now. We could let go, have a laugh and forget the whole thing. And for a moment, it looked like it might go that way. Our hands loosened on each other ever so slowly. We took deep breaths as the pressure on our scalps was relieved at the same time.
Another beat....
Emery's forehead was against mine, still wrapped in what could've been an intimate hug.
She nodded. I nodded back. There weren't any words. There didn't need to be any. We knew what it meant
The tension finally built until it couldn't be contained any longer. It burst alive as both of us let out an almost primal, animal-like snarl and launched into action.
We let go, and our right fists found each other's jaws at the same moment. My head rocked as colors exploded in my eyes, the pain like an explosion in my face, but sheer adrenaline shoved it down almost immediately.
There were yelps, and the sound of fists on flesh echoing along the walls as we traded wild, heavy punches back and forth for a few seconds, snapping each other's heads and bodies back and forth with the sheer force of the blows. Each punch I took hurt far more than I expected it to, but I could tell from the sounds of pain and exertion that my roommate was making, I was giving as good as I got. I was hurting her....but she was also hurting me, and I wondered if she had the same thought I was having. This couldn't keep going. I needed to take control.
In the middle of the wild melee we threw against each other, I forced myself to step in toward her, earning a sharp tap to the mouth for my effort. I grabbed hold of Emery by the joints of her elbows, and felt her moving to grapple up with me again. But instead, I threw my knee upward, landing right into her stomach with a thud. She gave a satisfying "oof!" And doubled over just an inch or two but it was all I needed to stop the punches coming. While that was the most important part, I still knew I had to press the advantage.
My arm snapped up, wrapping around Emery's head as she took the blow and pulled her down into a standing guillotine choke....well...the best I could do anyway. I didn't end up with a secure choke hold, but she was bent over double with her head and neck trapped in my arm. Good enough for me. Her arms instinctively wrapped around my waist, and I brought my knee up again. She gagged, sounding a little winded from the second stomach blow. I couldn't attempt a third one, lest she take my free leg and drive me to the floor. So I changed tactics and used my left arm to slam HEAVY fists into her rib cage.
I could feel her jerking in pain with each blow, felt her torso tense, trying to ward off a little of the impact from them. Her gasps and sharp cries of pain were muffled in my headlock, but I could tell I was putting some hurt on her. That gave me a wicked sense of satisfaction.
For a moment anyway. I felt her hands on my back curl into claws, and before I knew it, I was yelling out in pain myself. She had absolutely BURIED her short nails in the skin of my back. Neither of us had sharpened claws, preferring to keep them trimmed, but it didn't matter. She dug in like a woman trying to escape from drowning, and my lower back lit up like a hot knife had been pressed to it. She ran her hands slowly down from the seam of my sports bra to the waistband of my cloth shorts, and I screamed the entire time. As she moved as if to begin a new path with her hands, I panicked for just a split second, loosening my grip on her head.
Without a moment's hesitation, she slipped free. I had barely registered that she had straightened back up when two loud explosions set my ears to ringing.
She had hit me with two solid punches to either side of my head. The room made a full rotation in my vision before the pain actually registered, blasting through my entire skull. I didn't even know I was staggering until she caught me by the ponytail, holding me in place just long enough to drive her fist into my diaphragm with what I can only describe as force so malicious it almost felt petty.
The noise that came from my mouth was an undignified rattle as I tried to gasp in a breath that I couldn't take hold of. I sank to my knees, curled over myself into a ball, clutching my stomach with my arms. It was all I could manage as I felt my chest contort and tighten, trying desperately to take a breath.
"Come on girl, you're not done." I heard Emery say. Her voice was a breathless mix of danger and excitement. "I'm not done WITH you. Get up."
Her hands grabbed either side of my head, taking hold of my hair. "I said...get. Up." She pulled upward, and I hissed as the sensitive hair on the sides of my head was jerked up. I finally managed to snag a deep breath as I started to plant one socked foot on the floor to bring myself up.
Once I had gotten there, I roared in pure defiance, the sound banging off the walls as I drove forward in a purely force driven tackle, driving my head into her midsection. Emery yelped in surprise as my arms found her knees and jerked back, driving her in a heaping crash to the floor with me firmly on top of her. Her legs snapped around my waist in a guard but I still had her underneath me. She quickly brought her arms up to ward off any blows I might throw at her face, but I had another target in mind.
One hand latched onto one of her breasts and I squeezed, digging in hard.
"OHH!" My roommate yelled, but that wasn't quite enough for me. My other hand opened, and I began laying savage slaps over and over into the angry red area on her side where my fist had been connecting just a minute ago.
"RAGHHHHHOWWW!" She cried out, face contorted in sheer pain as I slapped away at her with ferocious force, so hard that my hand was throbbing by the third slap. Her legs snapped together, ankles crossing as she clamped a scissor hold down on my midsection. The sudden sharp cutting off of my air brought me up short, stopping my relentless rhythm. Her hands grabbed my upper arms. We grappled, her underneath me with her legs squeezing the fuck out of my midsection.
We glared at each other. Any outsider would've thought we despised each other in that moment. Teeth bared, eyes wide and brows furrowed. Our fingers dug into each other's forearms, pressing pockets into the flesh of our biceps.
I'd only seen this side of my roommate one other time. And that was in a video on my computer. Now I was seeing it face to face. I loved my roommate, and she was my best friend. But there was something about getting to face her like this, see her break loose from her giggling, friendly to a fault demeanor that made me feel ALIVE.
Even the pain all over my body felt electric. Like something I'd craved for too long.
"Don't make me hurt you." I said down to her through my grinding teeth.
"Go ahead and try." She spat back at me, not even a little cowed by my trash talk.
We let go of our grapple and took each other by the back of the head. We forced our foreheads together and before I knew it, the two of us were rolling around on the floor, pulling hair, wrestling with our breasts, our stomachs, our hips. Even our socked feet slid, wrestled, and kicked at each other in their own sort of combat as we tumbled, a bundle of tossing and flailing limbs along the carpet.
When our bodies thumped against the couch, we sprang apart, getting to our hands and knees for only a moment before springing at each other like two alley cats launching into battle.
Three punches each were exchanged to each other's heads before we grappled up with each other again. We wrestled on our knees for a moment before I felt Emery pivot. My back met the foot of the couch and my roommate swung herself over, straddling my hips.
My legs were pinned under her ass as I now found myself in a sitting position with her on top of me. She growled low in her chest as she planted a hand under my chin and bent my neck painfully backward over the couch. I grabbed at her, but her knee had left the floor and I never saw it coming before she slammed it into my abdomen. I gasped as the impact drove the air out of my lungs and my spine into the front of the couch. My arms retreated back to protect myself, my vision firmly glued on the ceiling with her cranking my neck this way.
"GIVE UP!" She screamed at me as she moved her hands from my chin to my hair. She YANKED to the side, and I couldn't help but scream as she leaned over to look down at me. My neck was now aching, and my scalp was burning intensely. She yanked again, to the same side while still pulling my neck back. "GIVE UP MAISIE I SWEAR TO GOD!" She bellowed. My hands tried to push her body off of mine, but as soon as they moved away from my stomach, her knee buried itself in my stomach again.
"Ohhh..." I groaned, feeling myself retch at the impact. Another jerk of my hair to crank my neck.
"GAHHHHHH FUCK!" I screamed, tears actually forming in my eyes.
"YOU WANNA CRY? GO AHEAD!" One of her hands slapped me across the face, and I let out a small sob before she returned it to join her other fist buried in my scalp. I could HEAR the strands of hair popping loose as she jerked at it. And every time I mounted a defense, she would plow into my stomach again with her knee. "CRY FOR ME THEN GIVE UP!" She screamed so intensely that I felt spittle splash across my face
"OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD EMMY THAT HURTSSSS!" I cried out, feeling the burning tell tale sign of tears forming in my eyes. She held me fast, not letting me move as she leaned into place her forehead on mine. She ground her head down on mine and I let out a pitiful whimper.
"Give up." She said, much quieter. A little gentler. "Give up or I start working on your face I swear to Christ. Don't make me fuck you up."
And in that moment, I knew good and well she would make good on that threat.
I cried. Quiet whimpers more than sobbing cries. I closed my eyes as she gave my hair another jerk. This one was smaller. A warning. A tear ran down my cheek and onto my jaw.
"I give." I whimpered. "I give Emmy, fuck please get off me."
And just like that, every bit of pressure on my neck disappeared, followed swiftly by the weight on my lap.
I collapsed onto my side, curling into a ball as I gasped for air, stifling sobs.
"Fu-fu-fu-ck-ck." I sniffled, holding onto my aching body. When I finally got the courage to pick my head up from the floor where I had buried my face...I found Emery sitting up, knees pulled up to her chest. She looked rough. Bruised, angry red and purple splotches and scratches all over. Her eyes and nose alone peeked out from over her socks, and I could see they were wide and frightened looking.
"I'm....jesus Maisie I'm sorry...are you alright?" She asked, her eyes drilling into me.
"Oh god..." I groaned as I pulled myself to my hands and knees. "Everything hurts.....Emmy fuck...."
She unraveled herself, making to move toward me.
"I'm so-" she began but I cut her off.
I cut her off by launching myself at her. Not to attack, but to wrap my arms around her in a tight embrace. She jolted for just a moment, thinking I was going to tear into her again.
"That...was so much....goddamn....FUN!" I gasped through my short breaths and persistent whimpers of pain.
I felt her smile into my shoulder as she returned my hug. "Yeah. It was a blast." She said, sounding clearly relieved.
"We're not done." I sniffled as we untangled ourselves from each other.
She gave me a small, kind smile.
"No." She shook her head as she moved to the other end of the room, crawling to retrieve the bag in the corner before returning to me. "We're not."
My heart pounded. I didn't know what I expected exactly...until I saw her smile turn absolutely wicked.
She shoved me roughly onto my back, faster than I expected, and my head hit the floor. I stared at the ceiling, shocked before I felt a blindfold shoved roughly over my eyes. I gasped, starting to push myself back up to my elbows, but I was shoved down again by Emery's foot planted stiffly in my chest. She had clearly stood. I heard her tampering with something before she spoke again.
"I love you and all girl." Her voice was honey laced with cyanide. "But I am gonna make you fucking pay now."
There was hardly any preamble. Her foot left my chest. I heard her pad over and kneel down over me. My shorts were pulled down slowly. Almost lovingly as her fingers traced down my legs. I felt the goose flesh rise and my thighs twitched at the touch.
I didn't resist. Those were the rules. I just wish I could fucking SEE at least.
Her fingers traced the outline of my soaking wet cotton bikini underwear...I knew they had been wet from the moment we had squared off.
"Excited?" She said, and I could hear the smirk in her voice. "I can help with that."
I gasped as my panties were suddenly ripped off of me in a violent jerk that I heard snapping the waistband. The instant the final strand tore free, I swore I felt my soul leave my body.
I SCREAMED. Because Emery had thrust a strap on into my pussy with slamming force. Her hips thudded into mine.
And it was MASSIVE. I couldn't see, but the tears came leaping back to my eyes again as my roommate moaned and began to fuck me into the floor with this monstrosity.
She was not gentle. I cried out, feeling the walls of my sex pulled apart to what felt like their limits. "EMMY OH MY GOD!" I shouted, but that shout was underscored by a moan. I was so turned on. So excited. And despite the pain....it felt INCREDIBLE after the first few violent thrusts. I felt my toes curl as Emery grabbed the blindfold and jerked it off of my eyes.
"I wanna watch you." She breathed, panting as she shoved her instrument deeper inside than ever. Not slowing down. "I wanna watch your eyes while you get fucked, loser."
Her arms hooked under the joints of my knees and she pulled my legs up to her shoulders, allowing her deeper purchase.
My hands clawed at the carpet, my legs jerked and spasmed, my pussy absolutely TREMBLED underneath her. It felt like terror, and bliss, and agony, and ecstasy all at once, and I was drunk on it. So drunk on the overwhelming sensation that the only sounds I could form were primal, feral grunts, moans and cries. I felt it building inside me.
"Oh god! Oh my fucking god don't stop! I'm....i'm..."
And she STOPPED. I cried out as the monster sized strap on snapped out of me with an audible noise. I cried out, more in frustration now than anything.
Emmy just laughed and made her way up my body until the sex toy on her hips was directly in front of me.
"I'm going to skull fuck you with this now." She said. I could barely muster a look of terror before she had shoved it in between my jaws. I could barely contain it within my mouth. The entire thing only slid about halfway up the shaft before it was triggering my gag reflex. My eyes rolled as she took the back of my head and began thrusting down my throat.
The sounds I made were disgusting to my ears. Gags and choking...the drip of drool down my chin as she held the strap on inside of me. I could taste myself on it, and I knew that's what she wanted. For me to be forced to lick my own arousal and sweat off of her weapon of choice.
I felt my chest heave as the tears mingled with the drool on my face. My gags were now mixed with muffled, choked sobs as Emery relentlessly plowed my face with this awful thing. Her hand reached back and teased at my clitoris, causing my legs to jerk and my sounds to become even more feral and mixed.
Again, I was brought right to the edge of orgasm. I was so ready to explode. It felt so good. She felt so fucking good. And her hand left my clitoris at the last second. I moaned, and she took the back of my head a bit harder. She pushed the strap on to the limits of my throat....then shoved me down on it an extra half inch. She held me there for several seconds until my limbs began to flail, and my chest desperately began to jerk in protest against my gag reflex. But she wouldn't let me pull off.
I cut my tear filled eyes to her with a pleading look as I began to fully sob now. And she pulled back. I gasped for air in sheer relief as I coughed, retched and tried not to vomit everywhere. When I looked back at my roommate, she had removed the strap on entirely, and I wanted to sob with relief at the sight.
She took me by my shoulders and much more gently laid me flat on my back again, and straddled my face.
"Make me cum." She said. Simple. A command, but not one that needed to be shouted or demanded.
I think I blacked out at some point. I began attacking her pussy like a starved animal as she pressed it down over my mouth, her thighs closing my ears. I must have blacked out because as I began, she looked down at me...
"That's right, eat my fucking pussy you little sub." She said. The next thing I remember, her back is arching, and she is screaming. Screaming in such ecstasy that she actually had her hand over her own mouth to stifle herself a little bit. But the sound was still ear piercing.
Her breasts were pointed upward as her back seized in pleasure. My tongue continued its work as she humped and thrust her hips into my face. I didn't stop until she too was sobbing, overstimulated. When her movements and trembling slowed...so did I. My face was covered in her. She had orgasmed so hard that she had left me an even bigger mess than I already was. We made our way to a stop. Both moaning, both teary eyed.
She slowly pulled herself off of me, and knelt over my prone form.
"Fuck...that was intense." She gasped, grinning at me before her grin turned back into a smirk. She picked herself up, wobbly legged back to her feet.
And she began to walk away.
"WAIT!" I cried out. She stopped and looked back with a raised eyebrow. "Wh-what ab-about m-me?" I gasped, my hand trailing down to my edged but yet unsatisfied sex.
Emery grinned an evil grin. "What ABOUT you?" She waggled her fingers at me, and padded off to her bedroom. I heard the door click shut.
I lay there, frustrated, about to grab something from the bag to finish myself right there on the floor. If she walked in, I didn't care what she found. I NEEDED release.
My phone pinged, and I realized it had landed not far away from where I was now. I saw Emery's name on the screen. A text.
It was a selfie of my roommate in her bed, sheets pulled back, now wearing nothing but her knee socks.
"My door's unlocked dumbass." The text read, followed by a winking emoji. I bit my bottom lip as I giggled, throwing myself to my feet.
I left a trail of discarded athletic cloaking, and one torn to shreds pair of underwear in a trail as I moved down the hall to her room.
Looks like there were no hard feelings after all!
. I hope to upload many more in the future!*****************
We spun in one tight circle, clinging to each other's hair like drowning women in a rip tide, both of us hissing and grunting as we put significant effort into pulling each other to the floor or tearing out a clump of hair. All the while, we squeezed our foreheads together, glaring our defiance back into each other's eyes. The padded thumping of our socks on the carpet was a rhythmic drumming, accentuating the sounds of pain and effort we let out.
I felt her right hand leave my scalp, and before I could even contemplate what might be happening...
I heard it before I felt it. A sharp SMACK as her slap whipped it's way across the very spot she had attacked with her nails at the start. She got two sharp, merciless blows in before I verbally reacted.
"OUCH!!" I wailed, my body folding slightly to the direction of the intense pain that shot through me in that moment. My hands loosened in Emery's hair just a bit, but more than enough for her to shove my hands away. She kept her left in my hair however, and jerked me forward, toward her. She stepped to the side and once again I sprawled hard onto my chest on the carpet. Groaning, I raised myself to my elbows, trying to get back up. I moved quickly, but unfortunately, Emery was already on her feet, and so was faster.
I felt her hand grab me by my ponytail and I was pulled slowly upward as if she was "helping" me to my feet. I hissed as I scrambled to my feet to alleviate some of the pressure, but my roommate only giggled, an oddly bubbly sound as her other arm snaked around my throat from behind.
The gagging noise I made as my airway was mostly closed off was an undignified one. My eyes opened wide and I moved my arms to grab hers and try to release the choke hold. The hand that had now left my ponytail, however, now collided with my back, a hard punch that I actually think was meant for my kidney. I don't know if she actually missed or if it had been intentional, but it was so close that I gasped, a moaning, pained sound as my knees threatened to buckle for just a moment. But I found myself held up by Emery's arm around my neck.
"You're right Maisey!" Emery chirped in a sweet little voice. "This is a lot of fun!"
She was making FUN of me! What the fuck?!
I wasn't angry with her. I had seen the video...I knew shit talking just came with this whole thing. But I WAS pissed at myself. We hadn't been at it for long at all, but so far, she had been making me look like a JOKE. I had to get into this thing quickly or I was going to be completely humiliated.
A couple of options occurred to me, some less dignified than others. In the end, I went with a sure fire escape by bringing my heel down on the bridge of my opponent's foot. Emery let out a gratifying yelp and I felt her foot jerk back as she let go of my neck and staggered back a step. I spun around fast as I could, using the momentum to lend some extra force to my open right hand.
*CRACK!* the sound as my slap struck her across the cheek echoed off the walls of the living room. Emery's head snapped to the side and I could see it immediately turning bright red as she let out another cry of surprise and pain. I know that HAD to hurt.
I pressed my advantage by leaning forward and driving into her chest with my shoulder. A loud thump and a grunt from Emery told me I had slammed her into the wall as our momentum stopped.
She grappled with me and we began a wrestling match on our feet against the wall. I came up to eye level once again with her as we grappled, trying to maintain or take control.
"You fucking slapped me!" She said, though her expression was one of mischievous, almost malicious glee.
Our positions reversed as she pivoted, and I now found my own back thrust into the wall. Our arms still tangled as our legs and bodies squirmed and writhed against each other. Emery trying to squeeze me to the wall, me trying to get away from it.
"What? Can't handle a little slap?" I smirked back at my roommate as we shifted, our arms now wrapping around each other's shoulders as we wrestled.
We found hair again as we both dug the fingers of our right hands to the roots of the top of each other's heads and pulled backwards, slow and hard.
We grunted, finally shifting off of the living room wall as our feet stumbled around back to the center of the room. My scalp burned, and I knew from the look of Emery's face and the sounds she made, hers was fairing no better.
"Let. Go. Of. My. Hair." I growled, my nose less than an inch from Emery's. She responded with a sharp jerk that pulled my forehead off of hers for a moment.
"You. First." She shot back at me through gritted teeth. Neither of us was angry, I could tell that much. But it was clear that we were now really starting to get into this thing. I gave my roommate an equal jolt to the scalp as she had given me, and felt satisfied as she hissed in pain. Our free arms still wrapped around each other's shoulders as if in an embrace. Our shuffling feet came to a halt after a few more seconds of wrestling each other around the room. We stared intensely right into each other's eyes as we held on, tightening both our grip in each other's hair and squeezing against each other with our opposite arms until our chests were mashed together in our sports bras.
I could feel, just faintly, how stiff Emery's nipples had grown in the fabric, and knew she could probably feel mine as well. So....this was just as exhilarating for her as it was for me then. Good. I didn't have to feel ashamed for all the times I'd thought of this very moment over the last few days.
"I'm fucking warning you Maise...let go of me. Now." Emery growled.
"You let go of me." I breathed back. Our voices were low, with a hint of danger laced in them. I could almost physically feel the tension in this stalemate building in my chest. I felt it in the way our breathing climbed in pace until I heard the fabric of our bras scraping ever so faintly against each other. In the way my heart was hammering in my chest. In the way I felt the subtle movements of Emery's feet positioning themselves and my own shifting, almost without thought, to match. Time itself almost seemed to stop for a moment as we both froze. Right down to our breathing. We stared at each other in that tiny moment that seemed to stretch long into the afternoon, though it had to be less than a second in reality.
There was a silent agreement in that time outside of time. We both knew we could stop. Right now. We could let go, have a laugh and forget the whole thing. And for a moment, it looked like it might go that way. Our hands loosened on each other ever so slowly. We took deep breaths as the pressure on our scalps was relieved at the same time.
Another beat....
Emery's forehead was against mine, still wrapped in what could've been an intimate hug.
She nodded. I nodded back. There weren't any words. There didn't need to be any. We knew what it meant
The tension finally built until it couldn't be contained any longer. It burst alive as both of us let out an almost primal, animal-like snarl and launched into action.
We let go, and our right fists found each other's jaws at the same moment. My head rocked as colors exploded in my eyes, the pain like an explosion in my face, but sheer adrenaline shoved it down almost immediately.
There were yelps, and the sound of fists on flesh echoing along the walls as we traded wild, heavy punches back and forth for a few seconds, snapping each other's heads and bodies back and forth with the sheer force of the blows. Each punch I took hurt far more than I expected it to, but I could tell from the sounds of pain and exertion that my roommate was making, I was giving as good as I got. I was hurting her....but she was also hurting me, and I wondered if she had the same thought I was having. This couldn't keep going. I needed to take control.
In the middle of the wild melee we threw against each other, I forced myself to step in toward her, earning a sharp tap to the mouth for my effort. I grabbed hold of Emery by the joints of her elbows, and felt her moving to grapple up with me again. But instead, I threw my knee upward, landing right into her stomach with a thud. She gave a satisfying "oof!" And doubled over just an inch or two but it was all I needed to stop the punches coming. While that was the most important part, I still knew I had to press the advantage.
My arm snapped up, wrapping around Emery's head as she took the blow and pulled her down into a standing guillotine choke....well...the best I could do anyway. I didn't end up with a secure choke hold, but she was bent over double with her head and neck trapped in my arm. Good enough for me. Her arms instinctively wrapped around my waist, and I brought my knee up again. She gagged, sounding a little winded from the second stomach blow. I couldn't attempt a third one, lest she take my free leg and drive me to the floor. So I changed tactics and used my left arm to slam HEAVY fists into her rib cage.
I could feel her jerking in pain with each blow, felt her torso tense, trying to ward off a little of the impact from them. Her gasps and sharp cries of pain were muffled in my headlock, but I could tell I was putting some hurt on her. That gave me a wicked sense of satisfaction.
For a moment anyway. I felt her hands on my back curl into claws, and before I knew it, I was yelling out in pain myself. She had absolutely BURIED her short nails in the skin of my back. Neither of us had sharpened claws, preferring to keep them trimmed, but it didn't matter. She dug in like a woman trying to escape from drowning, and my lower back lit up like a hot knife had been pressed to it. She ran her hands slowly down from the seam of my sports bra to the waistband of my cloth shorts, and I screamed the entire time. As she moved as if to begin a new path with her hands, I panicked for just a split second, loosening my grip on her head.
Without a moment's hesitation, she slipped free. I had barely registered that she had straightened back up when two loud explosions set my ears to ringing.
She had hit me with two solid punches to either side of my head. The room made a full rotation in my vision before the pain actually registered, blasting through my entire skull. I didn't even know I was staggering until she caught me by the ponytail, holding me in place just long enough to drive her fist into my diaphragm with what I can only describe as force so malicious it almost felt petty.
The noise that came from my mouth was an undignified rattle as I tried to gasp in a breath that I couldn't take hold of. I sank to my knees, curled over myself into a ball, clutching my stomach with my arms. It was all I could manage as I felt my chest contort and tighten, trying desperately to take a breath.
"Come on girl, you're not done." I heard Emery say. Her voice was a breathless mix of danger and excitement. "I'm not done WITH you. Get up."
Her hands grabbed either side of my head, taking hold of my hair. "I said...get. Up." She pulled upward, and I hissed as the sensitive hair on the sides of my head was jerked up. I finally managed to snag a deep breath as I started to plant one socked foot on the floor to bring myself up.
Once I had gotten there, I roared in pure defiance, the sound banging off the walls as I drove forward in a purely force driven tackle, driving my head into her midsection. Emery yelped in surprise as my arms found her knees and jerked back, driving her in a heaping crash to the floor with me firmly on top of her. Her legs snapped around my waist in a guard but I still had her underneath me. She quickly brought her arms up to ward off any blows I might throw at her face, but I had another target in mind.
One hand latched onto one of her breasts and I squeezed, digging in hard.
"OHH!" My roommate yelled, but that wasn't quite enough for me. My other hand opened, and I began laying savage slaps over and over into the angry red area on her side where my fist had been connecting just a minute ago.
"RAGHHHHHOWWW!" She cried out, face contorted in sheer pain as I slapped away at her with ferocious force, so hard that my hand was throbbing by the third slap. Her legs snapped together, ankles crossing as she clamped a scissor hold down on my midsection. The sudden sharp cutting off of my air brought me up short, stopping my relentless rhythm. Her hands grabbed my upper arms. We grappled, her underneath me with her legs squeezing the fuck out of my midsection.
We glared at each other. Any outsider would've thought we despised each other in that moment. Teeth bared, eyes wide and brows furrowed. Our fingers dug into each other's forearms, pressing pockets into the flesh of our biceps.
I'd only seen this side of my roommate one other time. And that was in a video on my computer. Now I was seeing it face to face. I loved my roommate, and she was my best friend. But there was something about getting to face her like this, see her break loose from her giggling, friendly to a fault demeanor that made me feel ALIVE.
Even the pain all over my body felt electric. Like something I'd craved for too long.
"Don't make me hurt you." I said down to her through my grinding teeth.
"Go ahead and try." She spat back at me, not even a little cowed by my trash talk.
We let go of our grapple and took each other by the back of the head. We forced our foreheads together and before I knew it, the two of us were rolling around on the floor, pulling hair, wrestling with our breasts, our stomachs, our hips. Even our socked feet slid, wrestled, and kicked at each other in their own sort of combat as we tumbled, a bundle of tossing and flailing limbs along the carpet.
When our bodies thumped against the couch, we sprang apart, getting to our hands and knees for only a moment before springing at each other like two alley cats launching into battle.
Three punches each were exchanged to each other's heads before we grappled up with each other again. We wrestled on our knees for a moment before I felt Emery pivot. My back met the foot of the couch and my roommate swung herself over, straddling my hips.
My legs were pinned under her ass as I now found myself in a sitting position with her on top of me. She growled low in her chest as she planted a hand under my chin and bent my neck painfully backward over the couch. I grabbed at her, but her knee had left the floor and I never saw it coming before she slammed it into my abdomen. I gasped as the impact drove the air out of my lungs and my spine into the front of the couch. My arms retreated back to protect myself, my vision firmly glued on the ceiling with her cranking my neck this way.
"GIVE UP!" She screamed at me as she moved her hands from my chin to my hair. She YANKED to the side, and I couldn't help but scream as she leaned over to look down at me. My neck was now aching, and my scalp was burning intensely. She yanked again, to the same side while still pulling my neck back. "GIVE UP MAISIE I SWEAR TO GOD!" She bellowed. My hands tried to push her body off of mine, but as soon as they moved away from my stomach, her knee buried itself in my stomach again.
"Ohhh..." I groaned, feeling myself retch at the impact. Another jerk of my hair to crank my neck.
"GAHHHHHH FUCK!" I screamed, tears actually forming in my eyes.
"YOU WANNA CRY? GO AHEAD!" One of her hands slapped me across the face, and I let out a small sob before she returned it to join her other fist buried in my scalp. I could HEAR the strands of hair popping loose as she jerked at it. And every time I mounted a defense, she would plow into my stomach again with her knee. "CRY FOR ME THEN GIVE UP!" She screamed so intensely that I felt spittle splash across my face
"OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD EMMY THAT HURTSSSS!" I cried out, feeling the burning tell tale sign of tears forming in my eyes. She held me fast, not letting me move as she leaned into place her forehead on mine. She ground her head down on mine and I let out a pitiful whimper.
"Give up." She said, much quieter. A little gentler. "Give up or I start working on your face I swear to Christ. Don't make me fuck you up."
And in that moment, I knew good and well she would make good on that threat.
I cried. Quiet whimpers more than sobbing cries. I closed my eyes as she gave my hair another jerk. This one was smaller. A warning. A tear ran down my cheek and onto my jaw.
"I give." I whimpered. "I give Emmy, fuck please get off me."
And just like that, every bit of pressure on my neck disappeared, followed swiftly by the weight on my lap.
I collapsed onto my side, curling into a ball as I gasped for air, stifling sobs.
"Fu-fu-fu-ck-ck." I sniffled, holding onto my aching body. When I finally got the courage to pick my head up from the floor where I had buried my face...I found Emery sitting up, knees pulled up to her chest. She looked rough. Bruised, angry red and purple splotches and scratches all over. Her eyes and nose alone peeked out from over her socks, and I could see they were wide and frightened looking.
"I'm....jesus Maisie I'm sorry...are you alright?" She asked, her eyes drilling into me.
"Oh god..." I groaned as I pulled myself to my hands and knees. "Everything hurts.....Emmy fuck...."
She unraveled herself, making to move toward me.
"I'm so-" she began but I cut her off.
I cut her off by launching myself at her. Not to attack, but to wrap my arms around her in a tight embrace. She jolted for just a moment, thinking I was going to tear into her again.
"That...was so much....goddamn....FUN!" I gasped through my short breaths and persistent whimpers of pain.
I felt her smile into my shoulder as she returned my hug. "Yeah. It was a blast." She said, sounding clearly relieved.
"We're not done." I sniffled as we untangled ourselves from each other.
She gave me a small, kind smile.
"No." She shook her head as she moved to the other end of the room, crawling to retrieve the bag in the corner before returning to me. "We're not."
My heart pounded. I didn't know what I expected exactly...until I saw her smile turn absolutely wicked.
She shoved me roughly onto my back, faster than I expected, and my head hit the floor. I stared at the ceiling, shocked before I felt a blindfold shoved roughly over my eyes. I gasped, starting to push myself back up to my elbows, but I was shoved down again by Emery's foot planted stiffly in my chest. She had clearly stood. I heard her tampering with something before she spoke again.
"I love you and all girl." Her voice was honey laced with cyanide. "But I am gonna make you fucking pay now."
There was hardly any preamble. Her foot left my chest. I heard her pad over and kneel down over me. My shorts were pulled down slowly. Almost lovingly as her fingers traced down my legs. I felt the goose flesh rise and my thighs twitched at the touch.
I didn't resist. Those were the rules. I just wish I could fucking SEE at least.
Her fingers traced the outline of my soaking wet cotton bikini underwear...I knew they had been wet from the moment we had squared off.
"Excited?" She said, and I could hear the smirk in her voice. "I can help with that."
I gasped as my panties were suddenly ripped off of me in a violent jerk that I heard snapping the waistband. The instant the final strand tore free, I swore I felt my soul leave my body.
I SCREAMED. Because Emery had thrust a strap on into my pussy with slamming force. Her hips thudded into mine.
And it was MASSIVE. I couldn't see, but the tears came leaping back to my eyes again as my roommate moaned and began to fuck me into the floor with this monstrosity.
She was not gentle. I cried out, feeling the walls of my sex pulled apart to what felt like their limits. "EMMY OH MY GOD!" I shouted, but that shout was underscored by a moan. I was so turned on. So excited. And despite the pain....it felt INCREDIBLE after the first few violent thrusts. I felt my toes curl as Emery grabbed the blindfold and jerked it off of my eyes.
"I wanna watch you." She breathed, panting as she shoved her instrument deeper inside than ever. Not slowing down. "I wanna watch your eyes while you get fucked, loser."
Her arms hooked under the joints of my knees and she pulled my legs up to her shoulders, allowing her deeper purchase.
My hands clawed at the carpet, my legs jerked and spasmed, my pussy absolutely TREMBLED underneath her. It felt like terror, and bliss, and agony, and ecstasy all at once, and I was drunk on it. So drunk on the overwhelming sensation that the only sounds I could form were primal, feral grunts, moans and cries. I felt it building inside me.
"Oh god! Oh my fucking god don't stop! I'm....i'm..."
And she STOPPED. I cried out as the monster sized strap on snapped out of me with an audible noise. I cried out, more in frustration now than anything.
Emmy just laughed and made her way up my body until the sex toy on her hips was directly in front of me.
"I'm going to skull fuck you with this now." She said. I could barely muster a look of terror before she had shoved it in between my jaws. I could barely contain it within my mouth. The entire thing only slid about halfway up the shaft before it was triggering my gag reflex. My eyes rolled as she took the back of my head and began thrusting down my throat.
The sounds I made were disgusting to my ears. Gags and choking...the drip of drool down my chin as she held the strap on inside of me. I could taste myself on it, and I knew that's what she wanted. For me to be forced to lick my own arousal and sweat off of her weapon of choice.
I felt my chest heave as the tears mingled with the drool on my face. My gags were now mixed with muffled, choked sobs as Emery relentlessly plowed my face with this awful thing. Her hand reached back and teased at my clitoris, causing my legs to jerk and my sounds to become even more feral and mixed.
Again, I was brought right to the edge of orgasm. I was so ready to explode. It felt so good. She felt so fucking good. And her hand left my clitoris at the last second. I moaned, and she took the back of my head a bit harder. She pushed the strap on to the limits of my throat....then shoved me down on it an extra half inch. She held me there for several seconds until my limbs began to flail, and my chest desperately began to jerk in protest against my gag reflex. But she wouldn't let me pull off.
I cut my tear filled eyes to her with a pleading look as I began to fully sob now. And she pulled back. I gasped for air in sheer relief as I coughed, retched and tried not to vomit everywhere. When I looked back at my roommate, she had removed the strap on entirely, and I wanted to sob with relief at the sight.
She took me by my shoulders and much more gently laid me flat on my back again, and straddled my face.
"Make me cum." She said. Simple. A command, but not one that needed to be shouted or demanded.
I think I blacked out at some point. I began attacking her pussy like a starved animal as she pressed it down over my mouth, her thighs closing my ears. I must have blacked out because as I began, she looked down at me...
"That's right, eat my fucking pussy you little sub." She said. The next thing I remember, her back is arching, and she is screaming. Screaming in such ecstasy that she actually had her hand over her own mouth to stifle herself a little bit. But the sound was still ear piercing.
Her breasts were pointed upward as her back seized in pleasure. My tongue continued its work as she humped and thrust her hips into my face. I didn't stop until she too was sobbing, overstimulated. When her movements and trembling slowed...so did I. My face was covered in her. She had orgasmed so hard that she had left me an even bigger mess than I already was. We made our way to a stop. Both moaning, both teary eyed.
She slowly pulled herself off of me, and knelt over my prone form.
"Fuck...that was intense." She gasped, grinning at me before her grin turned back into a smirk. She picked herself up, wobbly legged back to her feet.
And she began to walk away.
"WAIT!" I cried out. She stopped and looked back with a raised eyebrow. "Wh-what ab-about m-me?" I gasped, my hand trailing down to my edged but yet unsatisfied sex.
Emery grinned an evil grin. "What ABOUT you?" She waggled her fingers at me, and padded off to her bedroom. I heard the door click shut.
I lay there, frustrated, about to grab something from the bag to finish myself right there on the floor. If she walked in, I didn't care what she found. I NEEDED release.
My phone pinged, and I realized it had landed not far away from where I was now. I saw Emery's name on the screen. A text.
It was a selfie of my roommate in her bed, sheets pulled back, now wearing nothing but her knee socks.
"My door's unlocked dumbass." The text read, followed by a winking emoji. I bit my bottom lip as I giggled, throwing myself to my feet.
I left a trail of discarded athletic cloaking, and one torn to shreds pair of underwear in a trail as I moved down the hall to her room.
Looks like there were no hard feelings after all!
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General Discussion about Catfights / Re: Porn stars who catfight
Last post by shesfinished - Today at 01:53:36 AMBridgette B and Phoenix Marie did have an altercation during a film shoot. Here's Phoenix's interview regarding the incident.
https://www.instagram.com/reels/Cu2g7Mjteg3/
If they let them go at it, Phoenix would have fucked up Bridgette. Wish they would have filmed it!
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If they let them go at it, Phoenix would have fucked up Bridgette. Wish they would have filmed it!
#13
Catfight Web Sites & Sources / Re: Possible Nikki Darling vs ...
Last post by bookertlm - Today at 12:36:16 AMWhat is Nikki Darling's X profile? Does she have one? Bella on X seems to be having some sort of identity crisis / mental breakdown.I would have loved a rematch but as you've said - it's highly unlikely now.
#14
General Discussion about Catfights / Re: Porn stars who catfight
Last post by pingpong - Yesterday at 11:07:40 PMI believe there are some pornstars that would be willing to engage in a real "arranged" catfight. The reluctancy to participate is likely due to the fact that bruises, hair loss and black and blue breasts and/or marked faces have a high possibility as a result of a catfight. Many of the ladies display an aura of confidence, performance energy/stamina, and a degree of fitness. Elements catfighters possess along with the desire to compete.
I am aware of ladies who have/and or hinted(via X) they would.
Nadia White, Lora Cross, Aubrey Black, Vivian Foxx, Jacky Hoff, Tylee Texas, Cali Sweets, Misty Addams among others. I recall one catfight that actually happened on a film set(Brazzer), Bridget B and Phoenix Marie really got into it, but was broken up.
I am aware of ladies who have/and or hinted(via X) they would.
Nadia White, Lora Cross, Aubrey Black, Vivian Foxx, Jacky Hoff, Tylee Texas, Cali Sweets, Misty Addams among others. I recall one catfight that actually happened on a film set(Brazzer), Bridget B and Phoenix Marie really got into it, but was broken up.
#15
General Discussion about Titfights & Sexfights / Re: Research Thesis
Last post by ๐ท ๐๐๐ต๐๐ผ๐ป ๐ณ๐ ๐ท - Yesterday at 11:04:15 PMAs a man who loves all styles of female competition / fighting, however you want to label it. I do not care if two women wish to tangle toes, or stand there and trade fists all night long. Whatever is their flavor or desire is their own thing.
I have my own specific likes and desires and they are not as a whole "approved" or deemed ok to talk about or show approval of in any kind in public as well. I will never understand why men can brawl and fight and that's OK. When women enjoy it and it is mainly view as disgusting and gross and not becoming.
We all derive from animals who like every other species of animals have a hard wired need to know where we rank in the hierarchy. Some it is just more prevalent than others. Hence alphas and betas.
I crave the women who love to fight and compete to scratch that insatiable itch of having to prove herself in her own style / way. I salute them all.
It would be a cool survey to take a million men and a million women and have them answer these types of questions in a completely anonymous survey/poll to see where numbers land on female fighting.
I have my own specific likes and desires and they are not as a whole "approved" or deemed ok to talk about or show approval of in any kind in public as well. I will never understand why men can brawl and fight and that's OK. When women enjoy it and it is mainly view as disgusting and gross and not becoming.
We all derive from animals who like every other species of animals have a hard wired need to know where we rank in the hierarchy. Some it is just more prevalent than others. Hence alphas and betas.
I crave the women who love to fight and compete to scratch that insatiable itch of having to prove herself in her own style / way. I salute them all.
It would be a cool survey to take a million men and a million women and have them answer these types of questions in a completely anonymous survey/poll to see where numbers land on female fighting.
#16
General Discussion about Titfights & Sexfights / Re: Research Thesis
Last post by BeaBoobs - Yesterday at 08:55:22 PMI would be genuinely interested in a psychology paper that studies interest in sexfights, I have yet to find a single study about the general fetish
#17
Cyber Fight Section / Re: United Ai Fight League Ros...
Last post by CatRolePlaya - Yesterday at 08:40:38 PMWould love to learn more. I'm more into lightweight catfighters but AI has endless opportunities and I'm always looking to expand my views.
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#19
Catfight Art / Re: Wild west catfight 3
Last post by shesfinished - Yesterday at 08:17:49 PMClara and Sarah now on the floor! They are going full throttle, entangled, delivering some solid blows. The pace is accelerating, heading towards a helluva savage stage of events between these two confident and proud women!
#20
General Discussion about Titfights & Sexfights / Re: IRL tit fight in Germany m...
Last post by AnnaTF - Yesterday at 08:11:34 PMWill you post more?
