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Members Catfight Polls! / Re: Cougar oil wrestling ! Oil Princess vs Carolann to verbal submission!!

« Last post by RyonaGuy on Today at 01:50:26 AM »

Incredible match between two exceptional ladies but gotta cheer on Oilprincess!!

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Fictional Catfight Polls! / Re: Stepmother vs Daughter

« Last post by HumanPerson on Today at 12:40:15 AM »

Easy win for the stepmom followed by a lot of humiliation.

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Members Catfight Polls! / Re: Ashley and Mia in a Western Duel

« Last post by Melinda (Mia) Isabella on Today at 12:08:07 AM »

"Dont flatter yourself you fucking weak Ass BITCH, your pathetic ass is no comparison to my superior Georgia peach ass!!"

I run both my left and right hands up the sides of my strong thick muscular thighs as I pull my daisy dukes up even higher as both my juicy sexy ass cheeks pop out completely, as I begin bouncing my left then right, then left then right ass cheeks!

"BTW you fucking WHORE you never won that fight, neither of us finished the other off, but I promise you and all these people that I will make sure that this time, I will finish your ass off in the most bloody and brutal way possible!!"

As the gap between the two of us now becomes only a couple feet away, as we both stare daggers of utter hatred for each other completely oozes from our stares!!  Yt

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Wrestling / MATS, MUD, and JELLO: Darlie vs. Susan

« Last post by AllAboutTheStories on Yesterday at 11:59:37 PM »

 
              MATS, MUD, and JELLO: When Darlie met Susan

   Successful writer Liam moved to a small town to find peace and quiet. Instead, he found Darlie. He was entranced by her, from her medium-length blond hair with broken bangs to her amazing figure, and from her amazing breasts, great legs and beautiful face to her bright, blue eyes. Even her Texas twang was charming. Darlie did, however, have her flaws. She lived in a rundown trailer park. People said she got by using men for money. Liam knew she was attracted to his wealth, but he didn’t care. She was who she was. Darlie was Darlie. Neighbors warned him about her almost psychotic possessiveness. He had seen her fight another girl out of jealousy and had begged her not to do it again. He doubted she listened to him. Even so, he paid off her debts, paid her bills, and even bought her a car. Darlie liked being taken care of. She thought all her dreams were within reach, until. . ..
   A new neighbor moved into the small house across from Liam. When he met his new neighbor, Susan, she was wearing an orange bikini top, tiny blue jeans cut off shorts and was barefoot. He was immediately impressed.  The new neighbors talked occasionally. The more he got to know her, the more he thought Susan seemed like an alternative universe opposite version of Darlie. They both stood 5’ 4” tall. Susan’s hair was the same length as Darlie’s, although Susan’s was auburn and curly. Her body almost equaled Darlie’s and her legs were just as hot. Susan’s face was angelic, and the glasses she wore half the time gave her an air of intelligence Darlie couldn’t match. Her lower pitched, sultry southern accent was even sexier than Darlie’s Texas twang. Unlike Darlie, Susan worked. She had a job at a local bar and had started teaching Sunday school at a local church. She was what was known in the area as a good, upstanding, church-going gal. Darlie wanted Liam to take care of her. Susan never asked for anything. She was a smart, hard-working girl who could stand on her own two feet. Susan had a lot of advantages over Darlie.






   Liam didn’t know it, but Susan had set her sights on him. She knew all about Darlie, but she didn’t care. She hated Darlie’s type. The supposedly sweet church girl wouldn’t hesitate to steal Darlie’s man.
   Susan set out to seduce Liam. Being neighbors, she had the opportunity. One Saturday, Liam stepped out of his house and saw Susan sunbathing in her yard across the street wearing only the tiniest of orange bikinis.  He walked to her, exactly as she planned. A cunning smile spread over the auburn-haired beauty’s face. She asked him to rub suntan oil on her back. She rolled over, and he ran his hands on her sexy body. At that moment, Darlie drove by. Her mouth fell open in shock. She screeched to a halt and stormed toward the sultry southern girl. As Susan rose, Darlie dove on her and took her down to the grass! They rolled, but Susan came out on top, firmly pinning Darlie down by her wrists.
   “Stop it!” Liam pulled Susan off and held red-hot Darlie back. “Darlie, I told you to stop fighting! You’ll get in trouble.”
   Frustrated, Darlie shouted, “What do you expect me to do?” She stormed off and sped away.
   Over the next few weeks, Susan’s seduction continued. Darlie tried to fight back by throwing all her sexual charms at Liam. The problem was that Susan was as physically appealing as she was, and Susan could offer Liam things Darlie couldn’t. Darlie was kept while Susan worked. Susan was far smarter. Susan was an excellent cook, while Darlie could barely make cookies. Susan was seen as an upstanding woman, while everyone saw Darlie as trailer trash. Almost everyone. Liam was the only man Darlie had ever known who treated her like a lady. Darlie had her heart set on Liam, but as time passed, she knew that Susan was winning. Desperate, Darlie showed up at Liam’s door one evening. She turned on the tears, begging him to choose her and to make a commitment. He almost did, but he couldn’t forget her crazy possessiveness.  He only promised to think about it. Given Darlie’s history, anyone might have thought she was only






afraid of losing her meal ticket. In truth, Darlie really was deeply and desperately in love with Liam. Her tears were real. She wouldn’t give up, but as she slinked back to her car, she knew she was losing.
   Susan knew it too. She decided that she was a far better woman than Darlie and that Liam was the man for her. She believed she almost had him. She believed she had her foot planted firmly on Darlie’s hips and was ready to push Darlie out of Liam’s life forever. She thought she only needed to prove she was the better woman. As she adjusted her glasses, a devilish smile spread over the church girl’s lips. After pinning Darlie to the ground in their struggle, Susan was sure she could take her. A plan formed. A few years earlier, the bar Susan worked at had staged a few foxy boxing and female mud wrestling matches. The equipment was still in the back. She turned on her charms and talked the owner into letting her use what she needed. Then she found Darlie.
   Darlie was ready to fight her then and there, but Susan pressed her hand to Darlie’s chest and held her back. “Someone would stop us again. We need to settle this woman on woman, and Liam needs to be there to see who proves she’s the better woman. He’d break up a fist fight, but I have a better idea. There’s a kind of ring at The Bawdy Bull, where I work. We’ll fight there. I’ll make sure Liam is there to see who wins. The crowd will keep him from stopping us.”
   Darlie sneered. “You’re on!” Darlie was good with her fists and was sure she’d win, but Susan had a plan to give her the edge. Darlie didn’t know that the southern belle church girl was a tigress inside.
   One night, Susan called Liam and insisted it was urgent that he come to the bar where she worked. When he arrived he didn’t see Susan, but he did see a large mat that spread out in the middle of the floor covered by a blue tarp that folded up, over, and then under sandbags that surrounded it and held it in place. Crudely erected ropes surrounded the mat. About fifty men sat in chairs around the ring.
   




He sat in a seat on front row. “Where’s Susan? What’s going on?”
   “You don’t know? Sit back and enjoy the show!”
   The owner addressed the crowd. “We have a real treat tonight! Two pretty young ladies are going to fight over a man in this ring, winner takes all! Introducing first, our own heavenly hostess, the battling barmaid, sexy, sultry, southern Susan!” The crowd went wild. Liam’s heart raced, as Susan stepped into the ring wearing only her tiny, orange bikini. The owner said, “You all know her opponent’s reputation! She’s delicious but dangerous Darlie!” Darlie entered the ring wearing a tiny light blue bikini that strained to hold in her amazing assets. Men whistled and cheered. They stood toe to toe in mid ring, glaring at each other. “Okay ladies, here are the rules. We’ll have three rounds, each lasting three minutes. The first round will be mat wrestling. In that round, there’s no hitting, hair pulling, or biting allowed. No scratching the eyes. In round two, we’ll cover the tarp with Jello. Still no hitting or eye scratching. If you both make it to round three, it’ll be down and dirty in the mud, anything goes! A count out or surrender will end the match. Otherwise, whoever scores more pins wins!”
   Liam wanted to stop it, but the crowd stopped him. Darlie said, “Stay out of this. This is between me … and HER!” Susan told him, “Don’t worry. I’m about to take out the trailer trash!” Darlie sneered.
   They stood in their corners. The bell rang, and the crowd cheered. They came together pushing and grabbing, and then they clasped hands. They planted their feet, toes curling to try to grab hold of the tarp. It was a struggle, but step by step, Darlie forced Susan back until her back was on the ropes. Darlie drew back a fist, but the ref hooked his arm around the inside of Darlie’s elbow, blocking the punch. With Darlie held back, Susan pulled free and raked her fingers across Darlie’s eyes. Darlie screamed and reeled back. The ref held them apart. The referee was Susan’s employer. He was helping her against Darlie, exactly as Susan had planned! He had stopped Darlie from punching, but he didn’t stop Susan from scratching Darlie’s eyes.
   Again, they struggled hand in hand, ramming their gorgeous bodies





like summon wrestlers. This time Susan won the barefoot battle. She pinned Darlie to the ropes but kept pushing until she shoved Darlie out onto the floor! The crowd cheered!  Susan struck a muscle pose for Liam. Darlie rose with an incredible sneer, shaking her head and telling him, “No way.”
   Darlie re-entered. They charged and took each other down. They rolled, their almost-bare bodies rubbing and grinding together, flesh on flesh. They rolled directly in front of Liam! Susan came out on top. She lie on Darlie, pinning the blonde head to toe, hands pinning hands, breasts on breasts, belly to belly, even feet pinning feet. Susan smirked at Liam. Darlie looked up at him in shame and despair. “One! Two! Three!” The crowd roared. Susan took the first pin. The referee backed Susan off and made Darlie take an embarrassing count. Humiliated, Darlie stomped in on Susan. Susan slapped her arms around Darlie’s head and bent her over into a side headlock. She smirked wickedly at Liam. She slammed Darlie to her back by her head and kept working the headlock. Darlie’s cute feet pounded. She kicked her legs up around Susan’s head and took her down into a leg scissors! But as Darlie sat up to work it, Susan kicked her own legs around Darlie’s head, taking her down into her own leg scissors! Each girl’s head was between the other’s thighs, as they exchanged dueling leg scissors, 69 style! Darlie’s legs prevailed. She sat up, squeezing Susan’s head between her legs. Suddenly, Darlie screamed! She rolled off holding her thigh where Susan had bitten her to escape. To Darlie’s total frustration, the referee let Susan get away with cheating, again. They traded a flurry of open-handed slaps that left Susan cowering on the ropes. Again, Susan raked fingers across Darlie’s eyes. Outraged, Darlie instinctively drew back her fist. The referee caught Darlie’s fists and pulled her arms back, leaving the blonde momentarily defenseless. Susan Kicked her foot deep into Darlie’s bare belly. A slap to Darlie’s mouth floored her. Susan pressed her bare foot on Darlie’s mouth, smashing her foot in Darlie’s face in front of Liam! Darlie fought tears of shame. “One! Two! Three!” Susan pinned Darlie again. The bell rang. Susan won round one, two to nothing.
Darlie rose and Susan strutted. The staff covered the tarp with pink Jello.






The bell rang for round two! They came together on their knees and struggled. Darlie bent low, dug her head between Susan’s thighs, and raised up, flipping Susan over her back. Darlie spun and lie with her breasts smothering Susan’s face! Susan’s feet kicked above them. Darlie let out a short scream and sat up holding her breast. Susan had bitten her way out. The church girl was fighting like a devil. When Darlie stood to protest, Susan attacked from behind. She spun Darlie and slammed a forearm to Darlie’s impressive breasts, sending Darlie down on her back. Susan sat on her and blatantly choked her. Darlie gagged! The ref finally stopped it, but Darlie was in trouble. Susan slid Darlie in front of Liam, leapt up, and then sat down hard on Darlie’s face, hips on face! “One! Two! Three!” It was Susan three, Darlie zero! The referee’s favoritism and Susan’s dirty fighting was proving too much for the trailer park girl.
 Susan took her down again, but Darlie knew Susan was humbling and humiliating her. Darlie fought madly. They rolled in the pink Jello, all over each other. Darlie ended up on Susan’s back, rubbing Susan’s face in the Jello! Susan pushed up, sending Darlie to her own back, but Darlie pulled Susan back with her so that Susan lie across Darlie, facing the ceiling. Instantly, Darlie wrapped both her thighs around one of Susan’s thighs, both arms around Susan’s other thigh, and spread Susan’s legs wide open, putting her into a forced split, a leg spread! Susan wailed in pain and shame! Darlie acted like she wanted to split her auburn-haired enemy in two! Susan’s feet twitched in midair, hands flailing, but she refused to give up. The ref asked, but she more cried than moaned, “N-o-o-o!” Susan was completely trapped and on the verge of surrender! The bell rang. The ref made Darlie stop. Susan had pinned Darlie and won Jello wresting, but everyone knew Susan had been saved by the bell!
   The referee made the ladies step out of the ring while the staff mopped out the Jello and covered the tarp with thick, brown mud. Round three would be anything goes! There were no rules!





The referee called the exhausted combatants back into the ring and rang the bell! They ran together, feet slipping in the mud. Susan grabbed Darlie’s hair, pulled her in close, and bit Darlie’s nose! Darlie howled and clutched her nose, turning her back. Susan shoved her down and sat on her back. She pulled Darlie’s foot up and back and bit Darlie’s sole and toes. Darlie screamed! She wailed, “She’s biting my f-o-o-t!” The ref said, “It’s round three! Anything goes!” A light seemed to flash in Darlie’s eyes. She reached back and pulled Susan off by her hair. They rolled wildly. Both women were completely covered in mud. Darlie came out on top and lowered, biting Susan’s lip! Susan screamed, feet pounding and splashing mud! She kicked Darlie off. They rose to their feet with hate in their eyes. Fists flew. Darlie was the better fist fighter and had Susan wobbling and swaying! The referee couldn’t save his favorite employee now! A tremendous punch to the face sent Susan flying back and spinning into the mud! Susan could dish it out, but she couldn’t take it. She was hurt! Darlie lifted Susan by her hair and punched her down again! Susan was down on her knees, hands up, at Darlie’s feet! Mud-caked Darlie gloated over her, staring at Liam. She pulled wobbly Susan up and punched her flat in her mouth, sending Susan splashing to her back in the mud.  Darlie lie over her and started slamming fists into Susan’s bare belly! Finally, Darlie hooked an arm around Susan’s leg to raise it. Susan’s muddy foot dangled limply above her. “One! Two! Three!” The crowd roared! Darlie finally got a pin.
   Susan slowly rose, barely beating the count. She was in trouble, and the referee couldn’t hold Darlie back anymore. They traded fists, but Susan was outclassed. Darlie drove a kick deep into Susan’s mid-section, doubling her over. Then Darlie thrust Susan’s head between Darlie’s legs, clamped her thighs tightly around Susan’s face, leaned over her back and hugged Susan around her waist. With the last ounce of her strength, Darlie lifted Susan up, turning her upside down! Darlie sat down hard, giving Susan a piledriver! Susan was barely moving, flat on her back! Darlie forced herself to stand, let out a battle cry, leapt up, and splashed down body on body on Susan! Darlie’s body humbled and demolished Susan’s Body! “One! Two! Three!” Another pin for Darlie!





It took all that remained of Darlie’s strength to get back up, but Susan was helpless, beaten, lying with her eyes closed, gasping at Darlie’s feet. Susan lie defeated in the mud, barely even moving! The referee had no choice. He gave Susan a slow count, but it didn’t matter. Susan was finished. He reluctantly counted Susan out! The crowd roared! They had to carry semi-conscious Susan off the mat!
   Darlie collapsed to her knees, gasping and panting, her sexy body heaving from exhaustion. She slowly crawled on her hands and knees over to Liam, leaning over the sandbags until they were face to face. The whites of her eyes almost glowed under the thick mud that completely covered her body. In her Texan twang, she gasped, “I beat her. I beat her for you. What else do I have to do?  Ain’t I won you yet?”
   He put his hands on her mud-covered cheeks and said an old line that applied. “Darlie . . . you had me at hello.”
   A huge, pearly white smile spread across Darlie’s mud-covered face. 

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Members Catfight Polls! / Re: Ashley and Mia in a Western Duel

« Last post by Ashley Allie on Yesterday at 09:01:37 PM »

"Your glad to see my ASS, Im sure your not the only one BITCH!!"

I wiggle my sexy ass side to side then bounce it up and down on the lake water causing sexy juicy Georgia peach ass cheek ripples to bounce across the lake!

"I would never and will never pass up the chance to beat your fucking ass BITCH!! AGAIN!!"

As we both continue strutting proudly, confidently towards each other, our bodies so similar yet also different as the crowd is going crazy with anticipation of the brutal busty brawl thats about to erupt!! Yt

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Catfighting / Re: Fitness influencers meet

« Last post by Kingnick307 on Yesterday at 08:43:30 PM »

Vladislava extends her legs further to mirror those of Cindy's as they come close to touching tanned tapered sculpted legs of Cindy contrast the lighter maybe not as defined but clearly thicker legs of the younger woman. A long tense almost leg off goes on for nearly two minutes. Cindy hisses put your legs down now bitch! Before I teach them a lesson. Vladislava doesn't flinch merely extends her thighs as they pulsate to Cindy's utter dismay. She sees the thighs of the young Russian clearly bigger than she is comfortable with. What's wrong Cynthia more than you can handle?! Cindy regains herself and says not at all. In fact looks like you missed some leg days recently. Vladislava meets her gaze and can see she's won the first round of mental warfare. The bartender comes by a drink miss? Cindy says yes white wine please. A particular flavor he asks. Vladislava inserts herself oh any cheap brand will do for her just fine.. Cindy a furious glare at her says top shelf please. As the bartender walks away he can cut the tension with a knife. Vladislava so thrilled as she is clearly controlling the initial meeting taps her nails to her bourbon glass as she takes a sip. White wine for a weak slut!. So Cindy what did you come in here for? Hopefully not to compare legs. As its already clear you lost! Cindy leans close your legs are bigger but mine are more defined. Besides your not getting off so easy with a simple comparison. I came her to warn you that your in way over your head barbie slut. A few Instagram likes and sending out photos to your few followers doesn't make you a fitness girl or anything close yo my level. Vladislava purrs still sore he had to stare at my picture to fuck your washed up body?!. And its not a few followers honey. And what are you doing here anyway Cindy? This is for up and coming fitness influencers. Not an old dried up muscle slut who has her little gym in Switzerland.  Aren't you embarrassed showing your fake tits and wannabe muscles around when your clearly outclassed! Cindy slams the table as she has had enough of the upstart Russian beauty. Listen her bimbo barbie slut your days of strutting your body around have come and gone. Just another cute face with a few muscles. The question is can you do anything with those other than flash a cute smile. Vladislava responds sharply well I could kick your ass! And send you back to your boyfriend the same second rate woman you always have been. Cindy has had just about enough as her nails dig in the table. I've had it with you bitch! This convention isnt big enough for the both of us! How about we settle this in private? Loser has to remove herself from the convention. Vladislava with a knowing smile as it is just what she wants. I agree to your terms Cindy. I have a suite on the top floor. Or we can go to the cheap room that you reserved? Cindy sighs your room will do just fine. Vladislava slides and extra key across the table. Gets up quickly and walks to Cindy yanking her hair back tightly. Room 1201 thirty minutes dont be late or else!! Cindy squirms in her grasp as the Russian takes a big sip of Cindy's wine. She realeses Cindy's hair. The Swiss beauty fumes as she turns to see Vladislava strut out of the bar with a big smile.. Cindy absolutely furious at what just happened. Sees a few looks and whispers at the bar making it even worse. She leaves a twenty down and heads for the elevator... To be concluded

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Catfight Connection / Re: UK | Cosplay Competitive Catfight | Unskilled | 21-42 yrs | Max 55kg | Max 5ft5

« Last post by Az on Yesterday at 06:41:31 PM »

Hi all,

The girl we were talking to suddenly disappeared which was a bit disappointing.

FYI on Fetlife we changed our profile name incase anyone out there that is still interested.

https://fetlife.com/KinkCoupleUK

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Fictional Catfight Polls! / Re: Catfight between two strong women

« Last post by roadie on Yesterday at 05:16:48 PM »

My money is on Irene. Check out those legs. It will be a rough fight though.
Pete

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Fictional Catfight Polls! / Re: Stepmother vs Daughter

« Last post by roadie on Yesterday at 05:14:29 PM »

I think the stepmother brings the stepdaughter into line quickly. The stepmother looks smaller but she has a lot more experience and looks a lot tougher . I do hope the stepmother wears that outfight while she is taking care of business. I would love to see those beauties exposed.
Pete.

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Family Fights / Re: Attention Mom v Mom Story Buffs, where is the conclusion of this story?

« Last post by CuriousCombat on Yesterday at 04:54:03 PM »

Took a chance and we bought the Amazon story.
I think it is the right one, slight changes though.
Good conclusion but not really what I expected...

Thanks for the update.Perhaps the slight changes were intentional if it was indeed a plagiarism attempt. Though glad to know we atleast have an ending to it, now.