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Part one: https://www.freecatfights.com/forums/index.php?topic=122919.0Katie's revenge!Katie lay curled up in the fetal position on their kingsized bed that night. The sheets felt soft and cool against her sweatdampened skin. Her pussy still pulsed with the aftershocks of the humiliating squirting orgasm Vanessa had wrung from her during their intense sexfight by the pool. The memory played out vividly in her mind. Their voluptuous bodies locked in a sweaty tangle. DD tits crushing together. Nipples stabbing and scraping in electric duels. Pussies grinding in a slick relentless trib that had built to an unbearable crescendo. Katies clit had throbbed against Vanessas dominant one. The brunettes hips rolling with expert precision until Katies body shattered. Hot juices erupting in uncontrollable gushes as she screamed in defeated ecstasy. And Tim her beloved Tim had watched it all. His thick 10inch cock straining against his shorts. A mix of shock and raw arousal etched on his handsome face.
But Katie wasn’t angry at him. No, her green eyes, still puffy from tears of frustration, burned with fury aimed straight at Vanessa, that scheming, bronzed woman who’d moved in next door and turned their quiet suburb into a battlefield of seduction. Tim was just a man with natural urges, and Vanessa had exploited every one of them with her shameless displays, her nude sunbathing, her accidental brushes and borrowed items. Katie knew her husband loved her fiercely. Their marriage was built on passion, trust, and those breathless nights when she’d clench around his girth, milking him dry while whispering that he was hers forever. This was all Vanessa’s fault, the homewrecking woman had twisted the whole thing, forced that fight, and claimed Tim as her prize.
“That woman thinks she can steal what’s mine?” Katie whispered to herself, her fingers tracing her toned abs as she plotted. At 28, with her reddishbrown hair cascading over her shoulders and her golden tan glowing even in the dim light, she felt a surge of determination. She’d reclaim Tim, not by blaming him, but by outsmarting and humiliating Vanessa, turning the tables in a revenge that would leave the brunette broken.
Tim slipped into bed quietly around midnight, his broad shoulders tense, dark hair tousled, a faint scent of sunscreen and something sweeter (Vanessa’s essence) lingering on his skin. He wrapped his strong arms around Katie from behind, pulling her close, his chiseled chest pressing against her back. “Baby, I’m so sorry,” he murmured into her hair, his voice thick with genuine remorse. “I didn’t mean for any of this. The fight it got to me, but I still love you.”
Tim lay awake long after Katie drifted off, her breathing soft against his chest. The clock glowed 2:17. He stared at the ceiling, the faint scent of her still on his skin, but Vanessa’s perfume clung to the pillowcase like a ghost. His stomach twisted. He eased out of bed, careful not to wake her, grabbed a pair of shorts, and slipped downstairs. The house felt too quiet. He wandered to the garage, flipped on the single bulb, and sat on the old stool by the workbench. Tools lay scattered from a project he’d started weeks ago. A half finished shelf for Katie’s yoga mats. He cracked open a warm beer from the mini fridge and let the cold bottle sweat against his palm. The fluorescent light buzzed overhead, tools lay scattered on the workbench. A half finished project forgotten as he nursed a beer and stared at the concrete floor. At thirty with his dark hair still thick and his body honed from weekend workouts and yard chores he looked every bit the confident husband Katie adored. But inside a storm raged. A pull between the woman who had captured his heart at that festival years ago and the forbidden fire Vanessa had ignited.
He loved Katie deeply. No question. Her fiery spirit. Those green eyes that sparkled when she laughed. The way her curves fit perfectly against him in bed. Her pussy clenching around his cock like she owned every inch of him. Their marriage was solid. Full of spark. Nights where she would ride him slow and teasing. Whispering you are mine. Driving him wild until he filled her completely. She was his rock. The one who made him feel desired. Powerful. Complete. But Vanessa. God Vanessa was a whirlwind of temptation. Her bold flirtations stirring something primal he had not felt in years. That first borrow visit. Her mouth on him in the kitchen. Sucking him deep with hungry eyes. It had cracked open a door he did not know was there. And after the fight watching the two women grind and battle. Tits mashing. Pussies tribbing in raw fury. His cock had throbbed with guilty excitement. Leading him away Vanessa had fucked him senseless on her couch. Her tight heat gripping him differently. Her taunts about Katie fueling a dark thrill. After gathering his thoughts Tim got up and joined his wife in the bed again
Katie turned in his embrace, her full DD breasts brushing his torso as she cupped his face, her green eyes soft with understanding. “Shh, Tim, I know. It’s not your fault. That bitch Vanessa tricked you, seduced you with her cheap tricks. She’s the one who’s going to pay.” Her words were sharp for the neighbor, but for Tim there was only forgiveness and heat. She kissed him deep, tongue sliding into his mouth, tasting the faint trace of Vanessa but shoving it aside as she pressed her hips against his stirring cock. “Let me remind you why you’re mine,” she purred, her hand slipping into his boxers to stroke his thickening length, feeling it pulse in her grip.
Tim groaned low, guilt melting under her touch, hands roaming her curves like he needed to prove something. “Katie you’re everything,” he rasped, flipping her onto her back, trailing rough kisses down her neck, sucking her stiff nipples through the thin nightie. They made love slow at first, his teninch girth sliding into her wet heat inch by inch, her pussy clenching around him in those familiar waves that made him shudder. But Katie channeled her rage into pure fire, riding him harder, nails raking his back light enough to sting. “Fuck me like you fucked her, baby, show me she couldn’t satisfy you like I can.” Tim gave in, pounding her with fresh hunger, bodies slapping loud, her moans filling the room until she came first, juices coating him, then he followed, filling her with hot spurts. He collapsed in her arms, breathing ragged. “See? She’s nothing compared to us,” Katie whispered, holding him tight, her plan already taking shape.
The next morning broke bright and warm, sun spilling gold across their backyard. Katie woke Tim with a slow kiss, reddishbrown hair brushing his chest as she straddled him bare, toned thighs pinning him down. “Morning, handsome,” she murmured, rubbing her shaved pussy along his morning wood until it stood rigid. She wasn’t angry at him, how could she be? Vanessa was the poison in their life. Katie slid lower, took him in her mouth, lips stretching around his shaft, tongue swirling the head while water from the shower later cascaded over them. She swallowed every drop, kissed the tip, and smiled. “All mine.”
They shared a quiet breakfast on the patio. Katie in a loose tank and tiny shorts. Tim in gym shorts and nothing else. Sun warming their skin. Coffee steam curling between them. She buttered toast and fed him a bite. He grinned like the old days. The air felt easy for the first time since the fight.
But then the music started next door. Upbeat pop drifting over the fence. Vanessa’s laugh followed. Loud and deliberate. Katie’s fork paused halfway to her mouth. Tim’s shoulders stiffened. Katie set the fork down. “Ignore it.” She stood and straddled his lap right there on the patio chair. Kissed him slow. Pressed against him until he hardened under her. “We’re not letting her ruin another morning.”
Tim’s hands slid up her thighs. “You sure?”
“Positive.” She tugged his shorts down just enough. Guided him inside her in one smooth drop. Rode him steady while the music kept playing. Her hips rolling. His grip tightening on her ass. When she came she buried her face in his neck to muffle the moan. He followed seconds later. Hot and deep. Afterward she stayed on his lap. Arms around his neck. “That’s how we start every day from now on. Got it?”
He nodded. Still catching his breath. “Got it.”
Later that afternoon Katie lounged on their patio in a white bikini. The fabric hugged her curves just right. She sipped iced tea and watched Tim mow the lawn shirtless. His muscles flexed with each push. Sweat made his abs shine. She felt a little ache between her legs when she looked at him. A reminder of the fight. Of how Vanessa had pinned her and rubbed her down until she squirted like a fountain. The loss still stung but Katie kept it locked tight. She was not ready for a rematch yet. Not even close. Her body needed time. Her pride needed a plan.
Then Vanessa’s voice floated over the fence. Sweet and sticky. “Hey Tim. Could you come help me with something. My grill’s acting up and I need those strong arms of yours.
Tim glanced back. Katie met his eyes and gave a small nod. Tight smile. “Go ahead baby. Don’t let that pushy woman wait.” Her voice stayed light. No edge. She had lost fair and square. Vanessa had earned her prize for now. Katie would not give the woman the satisfaction of seeing her sweat.
Tim wandered over. Katie stayed put but shifted her chair an inch so she could peek through the slats without moving her head. Vanessa wore tiny denim shorts that rode high on her round ass. Bent over the grill slow and deliberate. The fabric pulled tight. Flashing the clear outline of her bare pussy. No panties. No shame. “Thanks for coming so quick” Vanessa purred. Pressed close. Her hand brushed his arm. Lingered. “After yesterday I knew you’d be up for more help.”
Katie watched Tim hesitate. Watched Vanessa lean in. Her tits almost spilling from the loose tank. Katie’s stomach twisted but she kept sipping her tea. Slow. Calm. She had lost the fight. The rules were clear. Vanessa got Tim until Katie took him back. For now she would watch. Learn. Wait
Tim stepped through the gate like he had a dozen times before. Vanessa straightened up from the grill. Tank top riding low. Shorts barely covering anything. She wiped her hands on a towel and smiled like she owned the whole yard. “Perfect timing. This thing just won’t light.”
Tim crouched beside the grill. Turned the knob. Heard the click. Vanessa leaned over him. Tits brushing his shoulder. “You’re so handy. Katie must love having you around.”
He felt the heat of her body. The same heat that had pulled him in yesterday. His cock stirred despite himself. Vanessa noticed. Her hand dropped to his thigh. Squeezed. “Come inside. I’ll grab you a cold drink for the trouble.” Katie watched from her chair. Tea glass cool against her palm. She saw the way Vanessa’s fingers lingered. The way Tim’s back tensed then relaxed. She didn’t flinch. Just more motivation. More fuel for her rematch.
Inside Vanessa’s kitchen the air smelled like coconut oil and sex. She handed him a beer. Tank still loose. Shorts still high. She leaned against the counter. Legs apart. “Sit. Relax. You earned it.”
Tim took the beer. Sat. Vanessa stepped closer. Stood between his knees. “Tell me something. Does Katie ever do this?” She hooked her thumbs in her shorts. Tugged them down an inch. Showed the top of her shaved slit. “Just stand here and let you look while you drink?”
Tim’s throat went dry. He took a long pull from the bottle. Vanessa smiled. Dropped to her knees. Hands on his thighs. “I bet she doesn’t.”
Katie stood up from her lounger. Walked inside. Closed the sliding door quiet. She wasn’t spying anymore. She had seen enough. The fire in her gut burned hotter.
Vanessa’s fingers worked fast on Tim’s zipper. The shorts slid down just enough. His cock sprang free. Thick and already leaking. She wrapped her hand around the base. Gave one slow stroke. “Look at you. Hard the second you walk in my door.”
Tim’s head fell back against the chair. “Vanessa…”
She cut him off with her mouth. Lips sealing over the head. Tongue flicking the slit. Then she took him deeper. Throat opening until her nose brushed his stomach. Wet heat. Tight suction. She bobbed slow at first. Then faster. Hand twisting at the base. Spit dripping down his balls.
Tim’s hips jerked. Fingers tangled in her dark hair. Not guiding. Just holding on. The guilt flickered in his eyes but the pleasure drowned it. Vanessa pulled off with a pop. Strings of spit connecting her lips to his cock. “Katie never sucks you like this. Does she?”
He didn’t answer. Just groaned as she went back down. Took him to the root again. Humming around him. The vibration shot straight through his spine.
Outside Katie stood at the kitchen sink. Hands gripping the counter. She couldn’t see anymore but she could hear. The faint wet sounds. Tim’s low grunts. Vanessa’s muffled moans. Each noise twisted the knife deeper. She closed her eyes. Let it burn. Let it build.
Vanessa stood up. Shorts dropped to her ankles. Kicked them aside. She straddled Tim right there in the chair. Guided his cock to her entrance. Sank down slow. Inch by inch. Her pussy stretched around him. Tight and slick. “Fuck. You fill me so good.”
Tim’s hands gripped her hips. Thumbs digging into her flesh. She started riding. Slow rolls at first. Then harder. Faster. Tits bouncing in his face. He caught one nipple in his mouth. Sucked hard. Bit down just enough to make her gasp. Katie opened her eyes. Stared out the window at the fence. She pictured every thrust. Every moan. Her own pussy throbbed. Not from jealousy now. From hunger. She would wait. Train. Get stronger. When the time came she would take it all back.
Vanessa came first. Body shaking. Pussy clenching around Tim like a fist. She buried her face in his neck. Bit down to muffle her scream. Tim followed seconds later. Hips bucking up. Filling her deep. Hot spurts painting her insides.
They stayed like that. Breathing hard. Sweat cooling. Vanessa kissed his jaw. “Come back tomorrow. Same time.”
Tim nodded. Still dazed.
Katie turned from the window. Walked upstairs. Started her workout. Pushups. Squats. Core twists. Every rep fueled by the sounds still echoing in her head.
Tim stumbled out of Vanessa’s house hours later. Legs shaky. Shirt half buttoned. Hair still damp from the shower they had taken together. He crossed the yard slow. Like every step weighed more than the last.
Katie sat on the patio steps. White bikini gone. Just an old tank and shorts now. She looked up when he came through the gate. No anger in her eyes. Just quiet watchfulness.
He stopped a few feet away. “Katie…”
She stood. Walked over. Wrapped her arms around his waist. Pressed her face to his chest. Breathed him in. The faint coconut. The sex. The guilt. “Come inside” she said soft. “You need a real shower.”
She led him through the house. Turned the water hot. Stripped him down. Washed him slow. Hands gentle on the fresh scratches. Soap sliding over his skin. When she reached his cock he was half hard again. She stroked once. Twice. Then let go. “Not yet.”
They dried off. She pulled him to the couch. Sat him down. Knelt between his legs. Took him in her mouth. Slow. Deep. No rush. Eyes locked on his the whole time. When he came she swallowed. Kissed the tip. “That’s mine.”
Upstairs she pushed him onto the bed. Straddled his face. Rubbed slow. Let him taste her. Let him feel her clench when she came. Then she slid down. Took him inside. Rode him steady. Hands on his chest. “Look at me” she whispered. “Only me.”
He did. Hands gripping her hips. Thrusting up to meet her. When they finished she stayed on top. Arms around his neck. “Tomorrow you stay home. All day. With me.”
Tim nodded. Voice rough. “Yeah. All day.”
Tim woke to the buzz of his phone on the nightstand. A text lit the screen. Vanessa. A single photo. Her tits pressed together. Nipples hard. Caption: The better woman is waiting for you.
He stared at it. Thumb hovering. Katie slept beside him. Arm draped across his chest. Breathing steady. He eased out of bed. Pulled on shorts. Slipped downstairs quiet.
Tim hesitated at the gate. Vanessa leaned against her front door. Tank top loose. Shorts high. She crooked a finger. No words. He followed her inside
She shut the door. Locked it. Pushed him back against the hallway wall. Hands already on his shorts. Yanked them down. His cock sprang free. Thick. Leaking. She dropped to her knees on the hardwood. Wrapped her hand around the base. Stroked once. “Still hard for me the second you walk in.”
Tim’s head hit the wall. “Vanessa…”
She took him in her mouth. Lips sealing tight. Tongue flicking the slit. Then deeper. Throat opening until her nose pressed his stomach. Wet heat. Tight suction. Bobbed slow. Then faster. Hand twisting at the base. Spit dripping down his balls.
Tim’s hips jerked. Fingers tangled in her dark hair. Guilt flashed. Pleasure drowned it. Vanessa pulled off with a pop. Strings of spit connecting her lips to his cock. “Katie never sucks you like this. Does she?”
He didn’t answer. Just groaned as she went back down. Took him to the root. Humming. Vibration shot through his spine.
She stood. Tank peeled off. Shorts kicked aside. Bronzed curves bare. DD tits bouncing. Nipples dark and hard. Shaved pussy glistening. She turned. Walked to the living room. Bent over the arm of the couch. Looked back. “Come here.
Tim stepped forward. Hands on her hips. She reached between her legs. Guided him in. Sank back slow. Inch by inch. Pussy stretched around him. Tight. Slick. “Fuck. You fill me so good.”
He gripped her hips. Thumbs digging in. She pushed back. Took control. Rode him reverse. Ass bouncing. Slow rolls. Then harder. Faster. Tits swaying. He reached around. Pinched a nipple. She gasped.
Vanessa came first. Body shaking. Pussy clenching like a fist. She bit her arm to muffle the scream. Tim followed. Hips bucking. Filling her deep. Hot spurts painting her insides.
They stayed locked. Breathing hard. Sweat cooling. Vanessa turned her head. Kissed his jaw. “Bedroom. Now.”
She led him upstairs. Bare feet soft on the carpet. Pushed open the bedroom door. King bed already rumpled from last night. She shoved him down on his back. Climbed over him. Straddled his face first. Rubbed her soaked pussy on his mouth. “Taste how wet you make me.”
Tim’s tongue flicked out. Lapped her clit. Hands gripping her thighs. She rode his face slow. Hips rolling. Moaning loud enough for the whole block to hear. When she came she flooded his mouth. Juices dripping down his chin.
Then she slid lower. Mounted him reverse cowgirl. Ass in his face. Reached back. Spread her cheeks. Gave him the full view as she sank down. His cock disappearing inch by inch. “Look at this. Better than Katie’s flat little thing. Right?”
Tim spanked her. Hard. The crack echoed. She gasped. Rode faster. Ass bouncing. He thrust up. Met every drop. Spanked again. Harder. Skin reddening. “Say it.”
“Tighter than her loose cxnt. Yes. Fuck yes.”
She came again. Squirted down his shaft. Body shaking. He flipped her. Bent her over the bed. Ass up. Hair in his fist. Slammed in from behind. Balls slapping her clit. One hand yanking her head back. The other spanking in rhythm.
“You’re so tight.”
“Say I’m better.”
“Yes. Fuck. You’re better.”
She squirted again. Soaked the sheets. He pulled out. Came on her back. Hot ropes painting her skin.
They collapsed. Breathing ragged. She rolled over. Pulled him into the shower. Dropped to her knees under the water. Sucked him clean. Swallowed the last drops. “Tell Katie thanks for the loan.”
Tim staggered home hours later. no shirt. Hair a mess. Katie met him at the door. No questions. Just took his hand. Led him to inside.
Katie shut the door behind them. The house quiet. Sun low through the windows. She looked at Tim. Shirt gone. Hair wild. Marks on his neck. She didn’t speak. Just took his hand. Led him to the couch.
He sat heavy. Elbows on knees. Head in hands. “Katie…”
She knelt in front of him. Pulled his hands away. Cupped his face. “Shower first. Then we talk.”
Water ran hot. She stripped him. Washed him slow. Soap over every scratch. Every bite. Her touch gentle. No rush. When she reached his cock it twitched. Half hard. She stroked once. Twice. Then let go. “Later.”
They dried off. She pulled him to the kitchen. Poured two glasses of water. Sat him at the table. Took the chair beside him. Leg touching his.
Tim stared at the glass. “I keep going back.”
“I know.”
“It’s not you.”
“I know.”
He looked up. Eyes raw. “How do you just take it?”
Katie leaned in. Kissed his forehead. “Because I lost the fight. Rules are rules. She gets you till I win you back.” She stood. Pulled him up. “Come on.”
Bedroom. She pushed him down. She slid onto his lap. Thighs tight on either side of his hips. Tank top still on. Shorts gone. She rocked forward once. Let her bare pussy drag along the length of his cock through his shorts. Slow. Deliberate. Felt him swell beneath her. “Tonight you stay right here. No fence. No texts. Just us.” Tim’s hands slid up her thighs. Gripped her ass. Pulled her closer. His cock strained against the fabric. Hard now. Katie felt it pulse. She rocked again. Slow drag. Wet heat soaking through his shorts.
She peeled her tank off. Tossed it. Tits free. Nipples stiff. Leaned down. Kissed him hard. Tongue pushing in. Claiming his mouth. Her hips kept moving. Grinding. Teasing.
Tim groaned. Hands roaming her back. Pulling her tight. Katie broke the kiss. Slid down his body. Knelt between his legs. Tugged his shorts lower. His cock sprang up. Thick. Veined. Head slick.
She wrapped her fingers around the base. Stroked once. Twice. Then took him in her mouth. Slow. Deep. No rush. Eyes locked on his. Tongue swirling the head. Cheeks hollowing. She bobbed steady. Hand twisting at the base. Spit dripping down his balls.
Tim’s hips jerked. Fingers tangled in her reddishbrown hair. “Katie…”
She pulled off with a pop. Strings of spit connecting her lips to his cock. “That’s mine.” Then went back down. Took him to the root. Humming. Vibration shot through his spine.
He came hard. Hips bucking. Hot spurts flooding her throat. She swallowed every drop. Kissed the tip. Smiled. “All mine.”
The days blurred into a routine of temptation and restraint. Vanessa kept pushing. Another day she borrowed Tim for a full morning massage session that turned erotic. She laid him on a towel by the pool. Oiled hands stroking his cock until he was rock hard. Then riding him reverse cowgirl on her lounger. Ass bouncing up and down. Taunting loud enough for Katie to hear. “Bet that insecure woman is peeking right now. Wishing she had my moves.”
Tim ate her out afterward. Tongue lashing her clit while she gripped his hair. Cumming on his face with a triumphant laugh. “Lick it all up stud. Better than her bland vanilla pussy. Right. That redheaded hag probably tastes like defeat.”
Tim came home at lunch. Shirt damp. Hair wild. Katie met him in the hallway. Pushed him against the wall. Dropped to her knees. Took him in her mouth. Slow. Deep. Eyes locked. Swallowed every drop. Kissed the tip. Stood. “Mine.”
The sessions grew longer. One Friday Vanessa kept Tim for hours. Starting with a nude stretch in her living room that devolved into fucking on the rug. Her body twisting around him in ways that made him groan. “See. I move better than that stiff prude. Fuck me harder.” Vanessa demanded. Legs wrapped high as Tim slammed into her from above. Spanking her ass red.
They moved to the bedroom for 69. Her mouth devouring his shaft while he tongued her pussy. Insults flowing. “Katie is too prissy for this. I am the full package. You know it.” Tim came in her mouth. Then fucked her tits. Sliding his cock between the massive mounds until he marked her chest.
Tim slipped in through the back door at dusk. Katie waited in the kitchen. Tank top. No shorts. She bent him over the counter. Straddled him from behind. Rode him hard. Hands on his shoulders. Nails digging in. Came fast. Loud. Pulled him upstairs. Rode his face until she squirted on him.
A lazy Saturday became an all day affair. Vanessa greeted Tim at the door in lingerie. Feeding him fruit in bed while stroking his cock. Then riding him missionary with her legs over his shoulders. Whispering filthy comparisons. “Katie’s tits are fake and saggy compared to mine. Aren’t they. Her pussy loose from all that routine shit. Feel how I squeeze you.” Tim fully involved now flipped her doggy style. Spanking her harder. Pounding until she squirted across the sheets. Then cumming inside her again.
They napped entwined. Woke for more. Vanessa on top again. Riding slow. Then fast. Tits in his face. He sucked hard. Bit down. She came loud.
Tim came home after dark. Exhausted. Katie pulled him straight to the shower. Washed him slow. Dropped to her knees under the water. Sucked him clean. Swallowed. Then bent over. Hands on the tile. Let him take her from behind. Hard. Fast. Until they both came again.
Afternoon brought pool sex. Vanessa floating on a raft while Tim thrust into her from below. Water churning. “Your wife is a vanilla bore. I am the real deal. The spicy woman who gives you everything.”
Tim stumbled in at sunset. Katie met him at the door. No words. Pushed him to the couch. Straddled his lap. Rode him slow. Eyes locked. Came together. Stayed joined. Breathing hard.
By Sunday Vanessa escalated with a picnic in her backyard. Nude under a blanket. Sucking Tim off while he ate grapes from her tits. Then fucking in multiple positions. Spooning. Standing against the fence where Katie could see. “Imagine her watching. That parasitic redhead. Knowing I am draining you dry.” Vanessa taunted. Cumming loud.
Tim returned home each time exhausted. Sweat soaked. Marks fresh on his skin. Katie welcomed him lovingly. Their own sex sessions fierce. Her riding him reverse. Ass rubbing as she clenched. Or 69ing until she squirted on his face. “You are mine baby. No matter what that saggy assed cum dumpster woman tries.” She whispered.
The insults peaked during two confrontations. First at the mailbox. Katie in a sundress. Hissing. “Enjoying my husband you parasitic woman. Stealing time like the lonely dick hungry whore you are.”
Vanessa thrust her tits forward. “Stealing. I won him fair and square you squirting weakling. Your prissy ass could not handle me. Now he is addicted to a real woman’s pussy you fake tanned woman.”
They traded barbs. “Bronze plated nympho.” “Jealous redheaded hag.”
A second clash at the fence mid second week. Vanessa sunbathing nude. Katie leaned over. “Keep parading your flabby body you homewrecking woman. Tim will see through your tricks soon.”
Vanessa laughed. Stood. Tits bouncing. “Flabby. These curves have him hooked unlike your toned but boring frame you insecure prude.”
Tim watched from the yard. Caught between them. Cock twitching at the sight.
Katie turned away. Walked inside. Shut the door quiet. The fire in her gut steady now.
Finally after fourteen days of Vanessa’s relentless reign Katie struck. She baked a batch of aphrodisiac laced cookies. And sauntered over in a skimpy bikini. Basket in hand. “Truce talk” she offered sweetly. But her eyes promised war.
Vanessa smug and perpetually horny from her conquests invited her in. They devoured half a dozen cookies as they chatted by the pool. The herb hitting like a freight train. Her robe slipping. Pussy dripping as uncontrollable arousal overwhelmed her senses.
“Feeling the heat you oversexed man thieving woman” Katie taunted. Stripping nude with a fierce glare. “Time for a rematch. Loser packs up and leaves you bronze coated whore.”
Vanessa’s dark eyes blazed with drugged fury. The aphrodisiac turning her into a raging beast. Her bronzed body flushing hot. DD tits heaving. Shaved pussy throbbing visibly as she lunged with a savage roar. “Rematch. I’ll fucking annihilate you you delusional redheaded whore.” She bellowed. Slamming into Katie with bone jarring force. Their nude forms colliding like crashing waves. Tits crushing brutally in a dense painful mash. Nipples grinding like shards of glass. Sending shockwaves of agony laced pleasure through their cores.
Vanessa’s hands shot up. Grabbing fistfuls of Katie’s reddish brown hair. Yanking viciously. Nearly ripping strands out as she forced the redhead’s head back. Exposing her neck for a rough bite that drew a sharp cry and left teeth marks blooming red. “I’ll tear you apart. Make you beg before I claim Tim forever you jealous second rate cxnt.”
Katie retaliated with feral aggression. Her nails raking down Vanessa’s back in deep scratches. Her knee slamming up into the brunette’s thigh with a thud that made Vanessa stagger. “You bite like a rabid street dog you thieving slut. I’ll shred your overfucked loose cxnt and send you packing.” Katie snarled. Shoving Vanessa back hard enough to send them both stumbling toward the pool’s shallow end. Water splashing up around their legs as they grappled standing.
Vanessa pinned Katie against the pool wall briefly. Her massive DD tits smothering the redhead’s face in a waterlogged crush. Hips thrusting to grind her pussy against Katie’s belly in dominant bruising humps. “Drown in my superior tits you weak pussied hag. Feel them owning your flabby ones.”
Katie exploded forward. Water churning as she flipped Vanessa with a powerful core twist. Now on top. Her nails digging into the brunette’s bronzed tits like claws. Squeezing and twisting the dark nipples viciously until Vanessa howled in pain. Arching her back. “Your saggy bags are fake garbage. Mine are firmer hotter and they’ll crush you.” Katie growled. Slamming her pussy down onto Vanessa’s in a savage standing trib. Labia slapping together with wet splashes. Clits mashing hard enough to send electric jolts through the water. She slapped Vanessa’s face with a wet crack. Then choked her neck lightly. Adding dominance as their bodies undulated in the shallow pool.
They spilled out onto the grass in a soaked snarling heap. The fight turning even more aggressive. Open hand slaps echoing across asses and thighs with loud stinging cracks. Bites sinking into shoulders and necks leaving purple bruises. Hair pulling yanks that had clumps tearing free. Vanessa tackled Katie against a lounger. The wood creaking as she pinned her. Fingers plunging roughly into the redhead’s dripping pussy. Three digits at once. Then four. Pumping hard and curling to assault that inner spot with brutal force. “Take it deep you pathetic loser. Your cxnt’s clenching like it wants to break.” Vanessa roared. Her free hand slapping Katie’s tit repeatedly. The mound rippling and reddening with each impact.
Katie bucked like a wild animal. Her own fingers shoving into Vanessa’s heat. Scissoring viciously to stretch her walls wide. Thumb grinding the swollen clit roughly while her other hand choked the brunette’s throat harder. “Fuck you you man stealing parasite. Your sloppy ruined hole can’t handle my fury.” The mutual fingering was savage. Fingers slamming in a frenzied blur. Juices squirting out in arcs with each thrust. Their moans twisting into aggressive snarls and screams.
Tim alerted by the escalating chaos. The thunderous splashes. Sharp slaps. Vicious bites. And guttural curses carrying over the fence like a war zone. Burst through the gate into Vanessa’s yard. His eyes bulging at the barbaric spectacle. The two voluptuous women locked in a naked streaked tangle. Bodies marked with scratches bites and bruises. Pussies battling in slick brutal fury under the sun. “What the fuck Katie Vanessa. Stop this now you’re going to kill each other.” He shouted. Rushing forward. His shirtless muscles rippling. Jeans tenting immediately from the raw primal violence. His thick 10inch cock straining as arousal mixed with horror.
The women spotted him. Their aggression exploding tenfold. Vanessa eyes wild with aphrodisiac fueled madness reached out mid grapple and grabbed Tim’s crotch through his jeans. Squeezing his bulge with vice like force. “Watch me rip her apart stud. Then join and fuck the winner while the loser watch.” She bellowed. Unzipping him with one savage yank. Freeing his massive length and stroking it roughly. Her hand pumping hard as she kept Katie pinned with her body weight.
Katie roared in rage. Surging forward to shove Vanessa off with a shoulder check that sent the brunette sprawling. But not before Vanessa guided Tim’s cock to her mouth for a quick aggressive deepthroat. Lips stretching wide. Throat gagging as she took half his girth in one thrust. Tongue swirling viciously before Katie yanked her away by the hair with a rip. “Get your filthy mouth off him you cum guzzling cxnt. That’s my cock you thieving whore.” Katie screamed. Turning the tables by pushing Vanessa down and straddling Tim’s thigh briefly. Grinding her soaked pussy against his jeans with bruising force while slapping Vanessa’s face with a series of sharp cracks. The brunette’s cheek reddening.
Tim groaned deeply. His hands instinctively gripping Katie’s hips as she humped his leg like a possessed woman. Marking his pants with her juices. But he tried to pull back. Conflicted. “Katie this is fucking insane. Let me break this up.” But Vanessa lunged again like a panther. Tackling Katie off him and into the grass with a bone rattling thud. The two rolling in a vicious scissor lock now. Legs clamped like iron vices. Pussies slamming together in aggressive bone jarring tribbing. Clits grinding with brutal crushing force. Labia sucking and sliding in wet sucking fury that drew grunts of pain. “Pussy to pussy you redheaded hag. I’ll grind your cxnt to raw meat.” Vanessa bellowed. Her hips bucking like a jackhammer. Ass flexing powerfully as she dominated the rhythm. Clit pinning Katie’s down in relentless pulverizing circles. Her nails digging into Katie’s thigh.
Katie countered with savage thrusts. Her body arching to flip the position. Now on top in the trib. Slamming down with such force that their bellies slapped flat. Navels sucking together. “Your loose cxnt’s breaking first you parasitic dick hungry slut. Feel my clit stabbing yours to pieces.” She slapped Vanessa’s ass with repeated cracks. The skin blooming red. Then choked her neck again. Restricting air just enough to heighten the brunette’s drugged panic. As they tribbed savagely. Sweat and water flying. Scratches opening on backs and arms. Vanessa reached for Tim once more. Pulling him closer by his exposed cock. Stroking it with frantic pumps while her pussy warred with Katie’s. “Come here stud. Fuck my tits while I finish this whore off.” She demanded through gritted teeth. Pressing her massive DD mounds together invitingly. The flesh still marked from earlier bites.
Tim his arousal overriding sense stepped forward hesitantly. His girth sliding between Vanessa’s heaving cleavage as she tit fucked him aggressively. Her tongue lapping the head on each upthrust with hungry swipes. All while her hips bucked in the scissor. Clit mashing Katie’s mercilessly. “Fuck Vanessa” Tim panted. Thrusting between her tits. His hands gripping her shoulders for leverage. The slick valley of her cleavage coated with his pre cum. Her dark nipples brushing his thighs with every push. Katie enraged at the sight surged with renewed ferocity. Flipping the trib again and grabbing Tim’s cock from Vanessa’s grasp. Guiding it to her own mouth for a deep possessive suck. Throat relaxing to take him balls deep in one aggressive plunge. Gagging wetly as she hummed vibrations around him. Her eyes locking onto Vanessa’s with pure hate before the brunette yanked him back with a snarl. “Share the cock you greedy insecure bitch. Or watch me take it all while I choke you out.” Vanessa hissed.
The women now both scrambling to their knees facing each other over Tim’s throbbing length. Their sweat slick tits mashing again in a crushing grind as they alternated sucking him with feral intensity. Katie deepthroating with violent bobs. Her cheeks hollowing as she gagged and slurped. Saliva dripping down his shaft to mix with Vanessa’s earlier spit. Vanessa licking the shaft and balls with rough swirling laps. Biting lightly on the base to make him groan. Their mouths met in hateful biting kisses around his head. Tongues dueling over the pre cum slick tip. Nails raking each other’s arms as they fought for dominance. Tim’s hands tangled in both women’s hair. Thrusting between them with growing abandon. The sight of their savage duel pushing him closer. “Girls shit this is too much fuck.” He roared. His cock pulsing as they shared him. Vanessa’s hand cupping his balls. Squeezing. Katie’s tongue flicking the sensitive underside. Their lips brushing in a wet messy tangle around his girth.
But the aggression wouldn’t cease. They pulled away from Tim momentarily. Slamming back into a full body grapple with renewed viciousness. Rolling across the grass like warring beasts. Biting ears and collars. Slapping faces and asses with echoing cracks that left handprints. Hair pulling that tore more strands free. Vanessa pinned Katie against the sliding glass door to the house. The glass rattling. “Let’s take this inside. No need for the neighbors to see me break you.” She growled. Shoving Katie through the open door into the living room. Katie stumbled back. Hit the couch. Vanessa pounced. Pinning her down. Tribbing hard on the cushions. Hips slamming. Pussies grinding in slick fury. “Submit you weak bitch.”
Katie flipped her. Now on top. Choking Vanessa’s throat. Fingers plunging into her pussy. “Never you thieving slut.” The women rolled off the couch. Onto the rug. Grappling in the cooler air of the house. Slaps echoing off the walls. Bites on thighs and arms leaving marks. Vanessa surged up. Pinned Katie to the floor. Scissored her legs wide. Tribbed down viciously. Clit on clit. “Feel my pussy owning yours.” Katie bucked. Flipped again. Returned the favor. “Your cxnt’s weakening. Give up.”
They wrestled across the room. Knocking over a lamp. Glass shattering. Vanessa grabbed Katie’s hair. Yanked her toward the stairs. “Upstairs. I’ll fuck you senseless on my bed.” Katie resisted. Slapped Vanessa’s face hard. The crack loud. But Vanessa dragged her up. Step by step. Both women panting. Bodies slick with sweat.
In the bedroom Vanessa threw Katie onto the king bed. Pounced on top. Facesitting her hard. Grinding her pussy on Katie’s mouth. “Eat it you loser.” Katie’s tongue lashed out. Sucking and biting. Fingers plunging into Vanessa’s pussy. Vanessa moaned. Bucked. Came hard. Juices flooding Katie’s face. But Katie used the moment. Flipped her off. Straddled her chest. Slapped her tits back and forth. “Your turn to beg.”
Vanessa roared. Surged up. They rolled across the bed. Sheets tangling. Scissoring again. Clits mashing relentlessly. Each thrust sending waves of pleasure and pain. Vanessa choked Katie. Katie choked back. Fingers in pussies. Pumping hard. Juices squirting. Orgasms building but neither breaking. Vanessa came hard. Squirting. Katie followed. Gushing. But they kept going. Slaps. Bites. Chokes. Vanessa pinning Katie. Riding her thigh hard. Pussy leaving slick trails. Katie flipping. Grinding her clit on Vanessa’s belly.
Tim burst into the room. Having followed the trail of noise. Cock still hard. “Stop. Enough.” But the women ignored him. Vanessa grabbed his shaft. Stroked hard. “Fuck me while I win this.” Katie yanked it away. Deepthroated him quick. “No. Fuck me.” They shared him again. Sucking and licking while their bodies grappled. Nails raking. Bites on shoulders.
The battle wore on. Vanessa pinning Katie. Tribbing dominant. Katie flipping. Taking control. Orgasms ripping through them but no submission. Vanessa came hard. Squirting. Katie followed. Gushing. But still neither yielding. Katie surged. Pinned Vanessa. Facesat her again. Ground hard. Vanessa’s tongue lashing. Fingers plunging into Katie’s ass. Katie came. Gushing on Vanessa’s face. Vanessa bucked free. Reversed. Rode Katie’s thigh. Ground her clit hard. Came squirting down Katie’s leg.
They rolled to the floor. Carpet burning skin. Scissoring once more. Hips bucking wild. Clits fencing in slippery war. Vanessa on top. Then Katie. Back and forth. Strength ebbing and flowing. Insults hoarse now. “Break you cxnt.” “Your pussy’s done slut.”
Their moans twisting into aggressive snarls and screams. Vanessa twisted her body. Flipped Katie off with a surge of strength. Now on top. Fingers pumping deep inside of her. “You’re the one breaking you insecure hag. Beg like the loser you are.” She slapped Katie’s face hard. The crack sharp. Cheek reddening. Katie roared. Bucked up. Flipped her back. Fingers curling harder inside Vanessa. “Never you bronze cxnt. Your pussy’s done.” Slapped Vanessa’s face in return. Once. Twice. The slaps echoing. Vanessa’s head snapping side to side. “Fuck you. I’ll make you squirt first.” She slapped back. Hand cracking against Katie’s cheek. They rolled. Positions switching. Fingers never stopping. Pussies gushing with each thrust. Bodies shaking from the constant assault.
Vanessa pinned Katie again. Tribbed down hard. Clit on clit. “Feel that you weak slut. My cxnt owning yours.” Slapped her face over and over. Left. Right. Katie’s cheeks burning red. Katie gasped. But surged. Flipped Vanessa. Tribbed viciously back. “Your loose hole’s tearing bitch. Admit it.” Her hand flew. Slapping Vanessa’s face repeatedly. Crack crack crack. Vanessa’s head lolling. Cheeks flaming. “No... you beg first you red whore.” Slapped back when she could. Insults hoarse. “Give up you thieving cxnt.” “Never you yoga freak.” Slaps landing on faces tits asses. Bodies bucking wild. Pussies spasming. Juices squirting in arcs. Orgasms ripping through them but neither yielding. Vanessa came hard. Squirting down Katie’s thigh. Body convulsing. “Fuck... you...” Katie slapped her face again. Harder. “Beg louder slut.” Vanessa’s eyes watered. Slapped back weakly. “You’re... done...” But her hips slowed. Another squirt gushing out. Katie ground deeper. Slapping her face in rhythm with each thrust. Left right left. Vanessa’s cheeks swollen red. Tears mixing with sweat. “Stop... you win... you savage bitch.” She wailed. Body arching. Pussy erupting in violent gushes. Soaking everything. Going limp. Broken. Sobbing.
Katie stood over the broken brunette. Body marked but victorious. Pussy throbbing but unbowed. “Get up slut. We’re not done.” She grabbed Vanessa by the hair. Dragged her across the carpet. Vanessa sobbing. Limbs weak. Crawling part of the way. Katie threw her onto the floor beside the bed. Vanessa curled up. Whimpering. Tears streaming.
Tim stood there. Cock rock hard from the spectacle. Eyes wide. Nude like the women. Katie pushed him onto the king bed. Straddled his lap. Guided his 10inch girth inside her in one smooth drop. Her pussy stretched tight around him. Hot and slick from the fight. She rode him slow at first. Hips rolling. Hands on his chest. “Look at her baby. Watch the loser sob while I fuck you like she never could.”
Vanessa on the floor. Face buried in her arms. Sobs shaking her body. “Please... stop...” But Katie ground harder. Tits bouncing. Pussy clenching in waves. Tim groaned. Thrust up to meet her. Hands gripping her ass. Pulling her down deeper. “Fuck Katie. You’re incredible.”
Katie leaned down. Kissed him hard. Tongue claiming his mouth. Then turned to Vanessa. “Hear that whore. He’s mine. Always was.” She rode faster. Bodies slapping loud. Her moans filling the room. Vanessa’s sobs mixing in. The brunette lifted her head. Eyes red. Watching through tears as Katie came first. Body shaking. Pussy spasming around Tim. Juices dripping down his balls.
Tim followed. Hips bucking. Filling her deep with hot spurts. Katie stayed on top. Grinding slow to milk every drop. Then disentangled. Stood over Vanessa. “Remeber our deal I never want to see youe face again” Katie said before grabbing Tims cock and leading him back to there house.
The next morning Vanessa’s house stood empty. Bags packed in a hurry. For sale sign up by noon. Tim and Katie returned home. Their marriage forged anew in the fire of the ordeal. Their nights exploding with passionate possessive sex. Katie riding him into exhaustion. Clenching around his girth as she whispered. “You’re all mine now baby. Forever.” The suburb quiet again. Katie’s revenge complete. Sweet. Utterly devastating.
