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(Quick recap of Erin's recap ... I'm also on the beach, also barefooted and also bare breasted)

The words "Wannabe Spice" barely leave my lips and my bare feet barely hit the beach when I'm blinded by a handful of sand being flung in my face by the cheating Britch. I blink my eyes rapidly and rub them with my left hand, spitting out grains of sand while I blindly swing my right arm out wildly in what turns out to be a sad attempt to keep you away until I can get this damn sand out of my eyes.

You come in low, under my swinging arm and slam your bony shoulder flush into my belly. I manage to get the words "Cheating bitch!" out as you make contact. My feet leave the ground as you drive me backwards. My eyes are stinging and they tear up, my vision is blurry but I grab onto you with both hands ... one in your dark hair, the other wrapped around you ... as we hit the sand hard together.

Being underneath I take the hardest impact ... sucks for me, yeah, I know ... and my back most def feels it but hey at least it's sand and not the hard wood floor of the deck. You land on top of me and I try to hug you tight with my right arm to stop you from getting leverage as I wrap my "skinny" legs around you, lock my ankles and start to squeeze.

My left hand is still in your hair and I start to yank as hard as I can "Slut, when this 'skinny bitch' is done with you, you'll be BEGGING me to take MY bungalow back!" 
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Producer Announcements / Re: FightGirlz2000.com - Latest Updates!
« Last post by FightGirlz2000 on Today at 05:20:26 PM »
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Producer Announcements / Wolfboycatfights.com site update
« Last post by wolfboy on Today at 05:18:26 PM »
New update posted to http://wolfboycatfights.com

Sara takes on a mystery challenger in You Little Bitch

And Steve gets a surprise
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Sexfighting and Titfighting / Teachers vs Cheerleders (FF prostyle)
« Last post by StoneKidman on Today at 05:14:18 PM »
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Teachers vs Cheerleaders
By Stone Kidman

Britney stepped into the ring and waved at the large group of seniors lined up on one side of the gym, filling several rows of bleachers. On the other side, the faculty jeered as the 5’06” blonde shook not only her blue and gold pom poms but her incredible 38DD chest as well in the matching halter top. The school initials of James Madison High School stretched across Britney’s busty chest while the hint of her white thong was visible when her skirt hiked up as she danced to and fro.

Leslie Vickers leaned stoically in her corner, the 5’10” brunette admired the teen’s firm body and curves. She was forty one and had been teaching French at James Madison for nearly twenty years. Her 137 pound body looked poured into the black one piece swimsuit she wore. Her toned figure looked carved out of wood and her 32C cup showed off enough cleavage to distract her students. The lanky brunette slinked behind Britney while the teen was distracted as she cheered out the school's letters.

“Gimme an ‘M,’ gimme an ‘A,’ gimme a ‘D,’” the blonde shouted with energy before her opponent grabbed the perky cheerleader by her ponytail.

“I’ll give you a D after I’m done pounding your A,” Leslie hissed as she flung Britney over her shoulder with a hairmare. Her squeal of surprise echoed through the gymnasium as the entire senior class watched the busty blonde get slammed into the mat like a sack of potatoes.

“You won’t need these,” Leslie said, kicking the pompoms, which were still clutched in the teen’s hand, out of the ring. The brunette laughed as she stomped on Britney’s fingers, making the blonde roll over to stick them in her mouth.

“Ahh!” she cried out as the teen was pulled to her feet before once more being flung over Ms.Vicker’s shoulder with a hairmare. The momentum nearly sent Britney skidding out of the ring. The blonde tried pulling herself up on the ropes but the sadistic French teacher only held her opponent’s throat over the cable, choking her.

The seniors booed while the blonde's feet kicked helplessly on the mat. However once Leslie reached under the thrashing teen and yanked up the cheerleader's supportive halter top the gymnasium was soon filled with wolf whistles. Finally stepping off, Britney fell to the mat coughing when she was pulled up by her blonde hair and whipped into the corner. Ms.Vickers followed by charging in to squash the teen with an avalanche body splash. The brunette cocked back her fist and hammered the cheerleader's toned tummy before moving up to slam the blonde's DD’s with uppercuts.

Britney had already been winded from the choking as she struggled to catch her breath. The sadistic french teacher draped the teen's arms over the top rope to prop her up. After the powerful blows to her abs knocked the remaining air out of her, she couldn't even lift her arms off to defend herself. She could only wince and whine pitifully as her proud breasts were beaten black and blue.

"I can't wait to hold you back another year, my dear," Leslie said after she tired from hammering Britney's tits. The older woman leaned in close, her right hand sliding up the teen's skirt, past her tiny white thong, to push a digit inside Britney's shaved snatch. "Then I'll make you spend summer school as my personal muff diver, how does that sound," Ms.Vickers purred into her opponent's ear.

Britney was gasping from the fingering and in truth she felt herself getting closer to the edge. She begged the teacher, through a raspy voice, not to make her cum in front of everyone. Leslie continued to finger fuck the blonde, getting Britney right to the edge, before she ceased abruptly. The cheerleader let out a frustrated groan as she secretly felt her body tense up at the lack of satisfaction, before she was pulled out of the corner and hairmared into the center of the ring.

Britney laid there, gasping and feeling dazed. She faintly recalled hearing everyone shouting at her to move. It didn't click until she saw Ms.Vickers running back from the ropes to do a leg drop across the blonde's ample bosom. Britney shouted out in pain and rolled around on the mat. Whether she intended to or not, the blonde exited under the bottom rope, when she ran right into Mrs. Brown, the principal. The teen opened her mouth to apologize but was met with a barrage of blows from the tall black woman, who quickly tossed the topless cheerleader back into the ring. The seniors booed but knew that all matches had lumberjack rules, which prevented an opponent from leaving before the end of the match.

"Thinking of leaving so soon, cherie," Ms.Vickers snickered as she stood above Britney's prone body. She stomped the blonde a few times, before lifting the teen up. The crowd was in awe at Leslie's strength as she scooped Britney up before bringing the senior down with an over the knee backbreaker. The blonde groaned as she was held there with a fistful of hair while the older woman resumed pounding away at the teen's belly button. After nearly a dozen blows, the brunette switched to playing with Britney's tits, kneading them and pinching her nipples gently, while her right hand slid back up her opponent's blue and gold skirt.

"Ohhhh," the blonde moaned as she was able to get two fingers inside Britney's wet slit. Leslie rubbed in semicircles around the teen's clit with her thumb. She asked if the cheerleader was ready to become her sex slave.

"N-no...n-n-never...," she panted softly, but never lifted an arm to stop her French teacher from playing with her body. Enraged, Ms.Vickers ceased her fingering and shoved Britney off her knee. She stomped the blonde's body a few more times, until she sat down on the small of Britney's back and lifted the senior's head off the mat by her hair.

"Look at her, look at this pathetic loser, she can't even defend herself and she's your champion," Leslie shouted incredulously at the soon to be graduating class. They naturally booed and shouted a litany of profanity, while the milf cranked back under the teen's chin. Britney cried out when the brunette switched from a camel clutch style hold to a double breast claw. Her slender arms hung helplessly over the brunette's knee as Ms.Vickers latched her nails onto the cheerleader's orbs and dug furrows into her tan-line free breasts.

Britney's feet had been kicking wildly and inadvertently knocked her teacher off balance. Angered by this humiliation, since she went tumbling backwards across the mat, Leslie picked the teen up by her hair. She flung the senior through the ropes and out the other side of the ring, where all of the teachers were seated. Mrs. Brown and the school security officers restrained the other teens from interfering. They threatened the teens would all end up suspended if they got involved in the match, meanwhile Britney was besieged by the other faculty members.

Mr.Franklin had already stuffed his cock down the blonde's throat. Mrs. Richards and Ms. Carol clawed at the teen's tits and cxnt. ripping off her thong to get better access. She was kicked in the ribs and had her face covered in semen from the teacher who fucked her face as well as another who was jerking off to the carnage. By the time Britney was thrown back into the ring she was a complete mess.

"Ready to become my slave yet, you dirty little slut," Ms.Vickers smiled as she knelt above the cheerleader's head. Britney's outfit had been torn to shreds. Her top was in ribbons and her skirt hung in tatters, with only a few pleats still attached. Leslie saw Mrs. Richards had kept the slut's thong for a trophy. She was smelling it when the milf lifted Britney's head up off the mat by her hair. "I said, are you ready to beg to worship my pussy, slut," she asked again, giving the teen a harsh slap across the cheek.

"Go to hell, you old whore," she gasped back, but this only made the brunette laugh.

"There's some fight in this bitch left. Don't worry, I'll leave you a piece," the French teacher said. She motioned to Marcus, the quarterback, who was rumored to be the blonde's steady boyfriend. Leslie dragged Britney's body over to the corner and locked her legs under the top rope. flipping the blonde upside down in a tree of woe.

"Maybe I should work on those abs. I know you cheerleaders love to do your crunches," the older woman laughed. She got into a boxer pose and drove her knuckles into the blonde's tummy until the cheerleader was nearly retching.

"Maybe I'll see if they didn't break this yet," she said with a smile and slowly ran her index finger down Britney's labia. She heard the blonde gasp softly as she poked the teen's snatch. It wasn't long until she had worked Britney up until he was panting and moaning before Leslie stopped.

"No...please...no more," she whined. The brunette knelt down to latch onto the teen's nipples and twisted them violently. Britney shook as if she were being electrocuted. Her screams permeated the noise in the gymnasium. Leslie shot a couple more punches at the blonde's abdomen, until she asked the teen if she was ready to eat pussy like a good slave.

"Y-yes, please, just make it stop," the senior gasped. Marcus hung his head and several of the other members of the senior class were shouting for Britney to hold on and beat the clock. In truth the match had a twenty minute time limit and there were only two minutes remaining. Leslie carried the blonde out into the center of the mat upside down. She balanced Britney's weight with one hand, while with her other she reached behind to pull the blonde's face to her snatch. She ordered the teen to lick her if she wanted her suffering to end. Britney was able to pull the crotch of her teacher's swimsuit to the side before she tentatively flicked her tongue over the brunette's hairy crotch.

"Mmmm, get your tongue in deeper, sweetie," she said. "I know your boyfriend has always wanted to watch you get nasty with another woman." Leslie pulled Britney's snatch to her own mouth. She began slurping on the blonde's clit, feeling Britney's moans emanate from her own pussy, while the teen began to slurp and lap at the older woman's folds. Just before the time ran out, while Leslie had kept an eye on the scoreboard in the gymnasium, the brunette pushed her opponent over the edge.

The sound of Britney's orgasmic squeals were brief when the milf drilled her blonde opponent's head into the canvas with a piledriver. Leslie crawled over to plant her ass on Britney with a reverse facesit as she counted to three. The bell rang only a few seconds before the end of the match. Not content to just savor her victory, Leslie stepped between Britney's legs and gave the busty teen a couple hard slaps to the clit to wake her up.

"I didn't quite believe your obedience, slut," she stated ominously. "Tell everyone how you pledge to be my personal sex slave and maybe I'll take pity on you." Ms.Vickers shouted loud enough for the senior class to hear. Security once more had to restrain the angry teens, as Leslie slammed her swimsuit clad pussy against the blonde's box.

"Oh fuckkkk, please don't make me cum again...," Britney said, before her eyes began rolling back in her head. She shivered as another orgasm rocked her body but Ms.Vickers continued scissoring the defeated cheerleader. She pulled aside her own swimsuit so their bare pussies would slip and slap together.

"Pledge your obedience to me, slut," Leslie commanded. She stood between Britney's legs, with the blonde's thighs opened as if she were doing the splits. The brunette was thrusting and grinding her pussy while the teen grasped the mat as if trying to weather the onslaught before she squealed out another orgasm.

"My body is yours, oh god...I'll be your pussy licker as long as you want...fuck...stop...making...me....," her voice trailed off into an indecipherable shriek. The teen's pussy erupted like a geyser, squirting high into the air, until Britney's body went limp again. Ms.Vickers raised her arms and the faculty applauded her utter domination, before the brunette carried her new toy out of the ring. Britney would be called Old Faithful for the remaining few weeks of school. She would always report to the French teacher's room before first period every morning so she could bury her face in the brunette's curly crotch. Britney would always have a hand down her own panties while Leslie reminded the teen what a weak, pathetic slut she was.

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I am cheering for that hottie Nasty Nora  ::)
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Members Catfight Polls! / Re: lexibabe nyteshade {a reckoning}
« Last post by Alix_Fights on Today at 04:45:36 PM »
Get that old bitch, Lexie !!!!!
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First of all, thank you to all the members who participated.  In the last poll I posted, I had a few members who asked about a variety of different type of participants/combatants and I was curious what the support would be from members.  I realize this isn't a scientific poll and not a huge percentage of members participated but I didn't encourage any certain group to participate, in fact, I didn't encourage anyone to vote at all. 

As expected the female vs female category was the overwhelming favorite, both the 18-29 and 30-49 groups were the overall highest vote counts with both receiving 45 votes.  Since there were 55 members who participated, that puts the level of interest at almost 82% of all 55 members who enjoy those categories.  There were a few surprises, at least for me.  For example, 17 of the 55 members or almost 31% said they enjoyed the mixed (MvsF) category.  And 18 of 55 participating members said they would like to see Femboy vs. Female which is almost a third (33%).  And about a quarter (22-27%) of participating members would enjoy a mtf trans member take on a M, F, or another mtf trans member.

I'm not saying that should change anything but it did convince me there is more interest in some of the more obscure categories than I previously assumed.

Here are the results of the poll with an added column of % interest of the participating members:

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Get the blonde bitch, Erin, take her DOWN !!!
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MMA, Martial Arts,Kickboxing and NHB / Re: Is it worth it?
« Last post by Janine_G on Today at 04:33:45 PM »
The two women had exhausted each other during the first two rounds, but both were fueled by something more, something primal.  Peter was stunned as he watched something unfold that he had not expected, and had never imagined possible from his wife.  She was a sexually aggressive fiend in the bedroom, but was never confrontational or mean, and what he was seeing now was something, well...feral. 

He hadn't noticed, but her fingernails were painted an amazing shade of hot magenta and they were sharp points, and he caught a glimpse of Alicia's which were similarly shaped but painted silver.  He also hadn't realized, but while their face make up had blurred a bit from the battle, their lipstick had remained perfect--Alicia's a deep burgundy and Marie's a bright red. 

He was in a reverie when he was abruptly shocked out of it by a screech.  The dull thuds of the exchange of blows to the torsos and the grunting of the struggle as they yanked one another's hair was suddenly punctuated by Marie's yelp of pain, as Alicia's claws tore across her upper chest leaving deep red welts.  Marie stumbled back and slashed out with her claws, catching Alicia's pretty face, slashing across her cheek and leaving claw marks that would certainly require heavy makeup to cover up for the next few weeks.  Alicia's head snapped to the side and she stepped back for a moment and then turned a steely glare towards Marie.  "You'll pay for my face, bitch..."

"Whatever you homewrecking slut, when I'm done, there will be nothing of you left..." 

"When I'm done, you're going to watch me fuck your husband's brains out...and cry while I do it..."

The two women crashed together and struggled, grappling and straining and trying to gain an advantage over the other.  They stumbled about and threw feeble punches.  Alicia finally got a space and slammed her knee between Marie's legs.  The blow was brutal and Marie's face went white.  Peter gasped in shock.  Marie paused and stumbled back for a moment,  The pain took her breath away--not like a man getting kicked in the balls, but it hurt in her already swollen pussy.  The pause was enough for Alicia to lock her claws firmly onto Marie's tits.  The blonde's tits were too big for Alicia to grab them in their entirety, but she locked on a good grip and immediately dug her claws in and twisted. To Peter, it looked horrible.  For Marie, whose tits had been brutalized by Alicia earlier, the pain was excruciating.  She immediately grabbed Alicia's chest and did the same.  The assault was painful for the brunette as well.

The two women stood their mauling each other's chests as their faces contorted with the intensity of their grip and with masks of pain.  Both of them screamed out as the other's nails eventually punctured the skin, but Marie was already wounded worse than Alicia.  Even in a fight that wasn't handicapped, it would have been hard to know who would win a battle like this, Alicia's nails were doing some severe damage to Marie's tits, but with her handicap of the earlier battering, the blonde was losing ground fast.  The pain was causing tears to well up in the blonde's eyes.

"That's right bitch...cry for your ruined tits....they will never recover from me...taking me on once should have taught you but you're too stupid."  And with that last word, Alicia squeezed harder and twisted even more violently.

Marie screamed in agony and a sob escaped her lips.  She threw her head back.  To Peter, it looked like Alicia was going to tear her breasts from her chest.  She released her grip on Alicia's tits, which were now covered in deep welts and tracks of blood, and in desperation, grabbed the brunette's hands and tried to pry them free.

Alicia kicked at Marie's legs and thighs....Marie turned her face back towards Alicia and Peter was pained at seeing the tears streaming down her face.  The agony was evident, but her determination was equally obvious.  She tried for another second to pull Alicia's hands free unsuccessfully and then she changed tactics and slammed a punch into Alicia's jaw. 

The blow did the trick.  Alicia stumbled back, releasing Marie's tits.  Marie gasped in relief, cradling her breasts for a moment. 

Alicia shook her head, clearing the cobwebs.  "Okay, Rocky..." she growled..."Meet Clubber Lang..."  and she swung a right, then another, then another.  All three punches hit Marie in her cheek and snapped her head to the side.

Marie hit back.  Right cross.

Alicia hit back.  Right cross. 

They traded punch after punch until both were shaking their fists from the pain.  They had traded about 10 punches.  Marie's cheek was developing a bruise, and Alicia's lip was swelling and bloodied.

They stepped back from each other, clearly running out of steam.   Then once again they charged at each other and began slapping and grappling and Marie got Alicia in a head lock and began yanking her about the room with the brunette bent at the waist.  Peter was finally excited that his wife had an advantage, but then Alicia shoved one hand between Marie's legs from the front, and another from the back and Marie let out a scream that could have awakened the dead.  Alicia's claws mauled at her pussy and she fell to her knees not letting go of the brunette for several seconds but it didn't take long for the ravaging of her pussy to overwhelm her as she let out another guttural sob and fell to her back as Alicia got on top of her, straddling her belly and began punching her in the face and tits.  Marie feverishly tried to defend her body while she struggled to buck the woman off of her, but Alicia was in control.

The blonde was desperate and she knew she was losing.  Alicia's punches and attacks to her tits were taking their toll, finishing the dominance she had already achieved.

Marie was panicking. She couldn't lose.  What would Peter do--would he abandon her like Jackson?  Oh god, how did she get herself into this with this same bitch again.  What was she thinking that she could beat this psycho bitch who had destroyed her once?   

Alicia stood over her, sneering.  Sweat dripped onto her body from the brunette and something about that was especially gross, despite having the woman's pussy rubbed all over her belly.  Alicia leaned down and grabbed her by her hair, then dog-walked her over to a foot stool by a big overstuffed chair that Marie liked to read in.  She positioned Marie's tits on the firm surface of the footstool.  Feebly, Marie tried to pull herself away, but she was too exhausted. 

Peter said, "Wait!"

Alicia shot a glare at the man, "This is between us, you'll get yours later.  Sit the fuck down."  And she dropped her knee across Marie's big tits, crushing them between the surface of the footstool and her knee.

Marie wailed and rolled off the footstool onto her back.  sobbing. Whimpering to herself. 

Alicia knelt down beside her battered foe. 

"Please...." begged Marie.  "Please..."

Alicia sneered again.   In fact she chuckled through her sweaty and swollen face.   There was no fight left in the blonde.   She pushed her legs apart and grabbed her pussy viciously with her claws.

"Nooooo.....please.....oh god......nooooo." Marie whimpered.  But Alicia squeezed her labia with her nails and jerked her body several times causing the blonde to convulse and twitch in agony.  Mercifully she released her grip and dragged Alicia and propped her up against the footstool so she could see the bed where Peter sat, stunned.

"I think we're done..." Alicia said... gasping with exertion.  "Now watch a real woman fuck your man. "  She walked towards Peter.

"No, no I won't..." Peter said, his shorts tented by a rock hard cock.

"Peter, Peter, don't you know I can see your hard on?  Men try but they can't say no to me.  Plus, everyone knows that it is in our DNA to be turned on by the dominant mate, and I just proved that I am alpha over your bitch of a wife. 

"No. I am faithful to Marie.  You need to--" but she interrupted him and pushed him back on the bed, brushing the big dildo onto the floor.  Somehow, it was incredibly difficult for the man to fight against the seduction of the raven-haired homewrecker.  They struggled with each other as he feebly tried to stop her from unzipping his pants and pulling his underwear down to his ankles. 

"Oh my," she purred through her swollen mouth.  "That is a huge cock....no wonder Marie is having such a good--" the last words didn't get out of her mouth.  The huge rubber dildo smashed into the side of her head and she careened to the floor.  Marie wasted no time kicking her brutally and stomping on her.  It was like the blonde was possessed.  Alicia tried to scramble away, but Marie was in a fury.  She stomped her repeatedly and Alicia had no where to go.  Marie kicked her three times in the face and the brunette was dazed.  She grabbed the brunette by her ankles, and moved her so that the leg of the big bed was between her legs.

Alicia realized what was about to happen... "No...no...no!" she pleaded.

Marie placed a foot against the bedframe and sat down, extended her leg, and yanking Alicia's pussy into the foot of the bed.  Alicia screamed and began slamming her fist into the floor as Marie gritted her teeth and pulled harder.

It was Alicia's turn to sob.   "Oh god...stop...you psycho....stop..."

But Marie pulled harder.

As Alicia wailed, Marie released her grip and grabbed Alicia by her tits.  The blonde was exhausted and it took all of her effort, but she dragged the brunette to the middle of the room and took the rubber dildo and smashed her in the head several times until Alicia was curled up crying.  She then kicked her over and over until she was in a fetal position. 

The blonde then stumbled to her closet and came out carrying a pair of stilettos that she wore very rarely and sometimes when she was trying to flirt with Peter.  Peter's eyes went wide.

Marie went over and maneuvered Alicia to her back.  She slipped on one of the shoes, knowing she couldn't stand in heels after the beating she had taken.  She grabbed Alicia's ankles and then slammed the pointed heel into Alicia's exposed pussy over and over until Alicia was begging for mercy.

"Now for the question you forgot....you dumb cxnt..." Marie gasped.

"Do you....give?"

Alicia wailed, "Oh god yes, yes...I give....oh god, I give..."

"Don't you ever....fuck with me or my husband ever again... in fact....I suggest you leave town....because next time....I will kill you...."  Marie gasped and sobbed and fell to her knees.

She looked at Peter.  "Peter," she said.  "Get this whore out of here and come back to take care of me...."

And so he did.  And Alicia was never seen in Sag Harbor again....
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Sexfighting and Titfighting / Re: Harley vs Mercy
« Last post by HumanPerson on Today at 03:51:19 PM »

Literally came like a bolt out of the blue after a short with the fight between these during an episode of old Superman cartoon came across my timeline.

I immediately thought of that same episode as I was reading through the setup. Those animated shows hid some really kinky shit in plain sight.
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