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Members Catfight Polls! / Re: Hotel Suite Catfight - Sinthia vs Bridget
« Last post by ViktoriaVamp on November 25, 2025, 03:18:26 PM »Congratulations Sinthia
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Members Catfight Polls! / Re: Annette Walters vs FieryHouseWife
« Last post by TheFieryHousewife on November 25, 2025, 02:07:30 PM »Despite myself, I moan as Annette's fingertips trace the soft, fleshy folds of my labia; gasping as her finger delves into my pussy. I feel my face flush at her touch; the raw emotion of our conflict lighting up my erogenous zones like the 4th July. I gaze into the eyes of my husband's mistress and feel resentment simmer beneath the surface of my surging libido.
She's testing me. Probing my body. She needs to know what Jack is getting at home. Just as I need to know how she tempted him to stray. Our every touch reconnaissance in a greater battle against a mortal enemy. I run my fingertips up the back of her thighs as she toys with my wet pussy, tracing a path towards her plump, rounded ass. I roughly grab her cheeks and pull her body tight to mine.
Squashing her hand between our tummies. Not quite stopping her from teasing my clit, but definitely inhibiting her movement. I take the brunt of her weight as I hoist her upwards, raising her to the tips of her toes. Her breasts sway in front of my face, as we awkwardly shuffle together in a tight circle. Without a word, I lunge forward, burying my face in her right tit. My lips encircle her puffy, pink areola and my teeth graze her tight nipple.
I look deeply in her eyes as I suck fiercely, not using my teeth to break skin, but to tease and torment. I mark her pale skin with aggressive love bites, sucking and nibbling before moving sideways to her other breast. Lifting her higher still, but only for a second, her fingers finally slip from my pussy. As her body slides back down mine, I run my tongue along the underside of her other breast, before latching onto her nipple and sucking harshly.
Annette gasps in surprise; pushing me away. I grin wolfishly as we separate. Her body marked by my passion. If she wins the right to bear herself to Jack again, he'll see how desperately we fought for him. Annette seethes. Furious that I refuse to back down. Her mind teetering somewhere between violence and eroticism. Neither of us knew where this confrontation would go. But neither Annette nor I anticipated a catty grudge fuck being on the cards. The uncertainty of it all thrilled me...
"Fuck you, bitch! Just so you know, I'm going to work your tits over just as bad..."
Looking the feisty redhead straight in the eye, I run my fingers over my moist pussy, allowing my fingers to tease and delve between them. I bring my hand to my breasts and run the finger tips around my areola, occasionally pinching my perky nipples. The sheen of my juices obvious on my darker nipples. If she wants to fight fire with fire, then let her taste my cxnt. My wetness. My desire for Jack...
"Try me, bitch! I'm not afraid of you..."
She's testing me. Probing my body. She needs to know what Jack is getting at home. Just as I need to know how she tempted him to stray. Our every touch reconnaissance in a greater battle against a mortal enemy. I run my fingertips up the back of her thighs as she toys with my wet pussy, tracing a path towards her plump, rounded ass. I roughly grab her cheeks and pull her body tight to mine.
Squashing her hand between our tummies. Not quite stopping her from teasing my clit, but definitely inhibiting her movement. I take the brunt of her weight as I hoist her upwards, raising her to the tips of her toes. Her breasts sway in front of my face, as we awkwardly shuffle together in a tight circle. Without a word, I lunge forward, burying my face in her right tit. My lips encircle her puffy, pink areola and my teeth graze her tight nipple.
I look deeply in her eyes as I suck fiercely, not using my teeth to break skin, but to tease and torment. I mark her pale skin with aggressive love bites, sucking and nibbling before moving sideways to her other breast. Lifting her higher still, but only for a second, her fingers finally slip from my pussy. As her body slides back down mine, I run my tongue along the underside of her other breast, before latching onto her nipple and sucking harshly.
Annette gasps in surprise; pushing me away. I grin wolfishly as we separate. Her body marked by my passion. If she wins the right to bear herself to Jack again, he'll see how desperately we fought for him. Annette seethes. Furious that I refuse to back down. Her mind teetering somewhere between violence and eroticism. Neither of us knew where this confrontation would go. But neither Annette nor I anticipated a catty grudge fuck being on the cards. The uncertainty of it all thrilled me...
"Fuck you, bitch! Just so you know, I'm going to work your tits over just as bad..."
Looking the feisty redhead straight in the eye, I run my fingers over my moist pussy, allowing my fingers to tease and delve between them. I bring my hand to my breasts and run the finger tips around my areola, occasionally pinching my perky nipples. The sheen of my juices obvious on my darker nipples. If she wants to fight fire with fire, then let her taste my cxnt. My wetness. My desire for Jack...
"Try me, bitch! I'm not afraid of you..."
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Catfighting / Re: Therapy Session (Part 7)
« Last post by CatFight17 on November 25, 2025, 12:48:07 PM »Ready for next chapter and some actual physical confrontation.
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Members Catfight Polls! / Re: Irish Heather battles Layla
« Last post by Nataliefightsyou on November 25, 2025, 12:22:01 PM »Congratulations Heather never a doubt you would win
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Members Catfight Polls! / Re: Nasty Brawl - Mia Vs Viktoria
« Last post by marlu Queen on November 25, 2025, 11:34:28 AM »The situation gets tense when Mia's mother appears... I approach her to prevent her from interfering in the fight
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Catfighting / Re: Wife and friend collide
« Last post by York on November 25, 2025, 11:21:56 AM »I am very glad to see a new post from you, I really enjoyed your past stories. I do hope to see more from you.
....well, thank you....but as I specified my previous old stories all came out from my mind and my pen....
....these last two are a collaboration with AI generator...so though not too bad I feel less proud with them....
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Members Catfight Polls! / Re: Nasty Brawl - Mia Vs Viktoria
« Last post by ViktoriaVamp on November 25, 2025, 11:01:14 AM »"Looks like Ive already made you bleed bitch!!" as I scream out in pain as I feel your claws slash across my right cheek "Aaaaarggggh!!" The warmth from the sun on my huge hooters feels good as they love being free and exposed, my thick hard nipples are erect like hardened spikes as I bring my left hand up and slide it across my right cheek where your claws slashed out at me, and as I flip my hand over I see the tiny red speckles on my palm as I get infuriated and I clench my left fist while its up by my face and send a viciously hard left handed backhand cracking across your already bloody mouth "CRACK!" and before my left hand has even finished its motion, Ive sent my right hand up high in the air, with my fingers slightly spread part and my claws ready to attack as I quickly send my sharpened claws raking downward from your forehead down your face "NOW ITS TIME TO FINISH YOU OFF BITCH, SO YOUR MOMMY CAN SEE IT!!" yt
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Producer Announcements / Unfair Dismissal: The Exit Interview
« Last post by FEMMEFIGHT on November 25, 2025, 09:53:54 AM »Unfair Dismissal: The Exit Interview
The performance review was not going well. In the sterile, white-walled office, the tension between the brunette boss, Charley Atwell, and her blonde subordinate, Louise Jones, was thick enough to choke on. Words were exchanged—accusations of incompetence, biting retorts of micromanagement—until the veneer of professional civility finally cracked and fell away. Charley, fed up with the insubordination, decided that a verbal warning was insufficient. She stood up, her authority transforming into physical aggression, and the meeting descended into chaos.
The desk that separated them became a meaningless hurdle as Charley lunged. The fight was messy, personal, and devastating to their wardrobes. Professional blouses were the first casualties, ripped open and torn from their bodies in the grappling frenzy, buttons scattering across the carpet like hail. Skirts were next, yanked down and discarded as impediments to the brawl. The office was soon strewn with the wreckage of their suits, leaving the two women wrestling fiercely in nothing but their stockings, suspenders, and lingerie.
Louise fought back with desperate energy, tearing at Charley’s clothes in retaliation, but the boss was determined to dominate. They rolled across the floor, knocking over chairs and slamming into desks, a tangle of limbs and lace. What began as a dispute over spreadsheets ended as a raw, physical struggle for supremacy, with Charley ultimately using her strength to pin the disheveled, half-naked Louise to the floor, proving once and for all exactly who was on top of the corporate ladder.
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The performance review was not going well. In the sterile, white-walled office, the tension between the brunette boss, Charley Atwell, and her blonde subordinate, Louise Jones, was thick enough to choke on. Words were exchanged—accusations of incompetence, biting retorts of micromanagement—until the veneer of professional civility finally cracked and fell away. Charley, fed up with the insubordination, decided that a verbal warning was insufficient. She stood up, her authority transforming into physical aggression, and the meeting descended into chaos.
The desk that separated them became a meaningless hurdle as Charley lunged. The fight was messy, personal, and devastating to their wardrobes. Professional blouses were the first casualties, ripped open and torn from their bodies in the grappling frenzy, buttons scattering across the carpet like hail. Skirts were next, yanked down and discarded as impediments to the brawl. The office was soon strewn with the wreckage of their suits, leaving the two women wrestling fiercely in nothing but their stockings, suspenders, and lingerie.
Louise fought back with desperate energy, tearing at Charley’s clothes in retaliation, but the boss was determined to dominate. They rolled across the floor, knocking over chairs and slamming into desks, a tangle of limbs and lace. What began as a dispute over spreadsheets ended as a raw, physical struggle for supremacy, with Charley ultimately using her strength to pin the disheveled, half-naked Louise to the floor, proving once and for all exactly who was on top of the corporate ladder.
https://www.femmefight.com/
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Fictional Catfight Polls! / Boob Fight
« Last post by bell42 on November 25, 2025, 07:40:37 AM »Who has the biggest and best boobs >
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Celebrity Fights- Stories / Re: Denise Richards and Jennifer Connelly clash at the yoga studio
« Last post by Katherine-wins on November 25, 2025, 07:07:48 AM »Darn it Jennifer!
