[HugeTitsMillie]

Annette is way hotter

[TheFieryHousewife]

I wake up with renewed purpose as the sun filters through the blinds. I feel both angry and energised. As furious as I was with Jack, I couldn't help fucking him last night. A rampant, lusty grudge fuck; culminating in a powerful orgasm for both of us. The threat of another woman fuelling my libido...

I love how it feels when Jack comes inside me. He gets really tense and tight. His cock gets rock hard, and then it's like this huge release and he relaxes into me. It's a powerful feeling at the best of times, but last night, it felt like I was claiming him. He may have pumped Annette until she moaned like a whore for him, but she could never satisfy him like me...

Jack was long gone by the time I woke up. I skipped my customary morning shower, preferring to meet my love rival with Jack's sweat and scent still fresh on my skin. I wanted her to know that Jack still desired me. That he still wanted my touch. For some some strange reason, a vexing thought popped into my head. Jack had probably taken Annette in every way he could over the last few months, fucking the buxom redhead with as much passion as he had spent inside me last night.

I couldn't help comparing myself to her and wondering who's touch he yearned most for. Of competing with for Jack's favour. Wrestling across the floor with this bitch while he watched. The thought of competing with this woman, of fighting her, made me feel bizarrely aroused. My nipples stiffened at the thought. I pulled a sexy outfit from the closet that I had been saving for our anniversary. A shear black body stocking that hugged my figure and stretched down my tummy to join suspenders hoisting a pair of stockings up to the middle of my thighs.

I refused to be upstaged by this slut and I would meet her on her own terms. Dressed to seduce, but ready for battle. I descended the stairs and waited in the living room with the blinds pulled. She would be here soon and I would be ready. I should have been nervous, but in truth, I relished the prospect of meeting her. Of challenging her to a fight for Jack. It felt primal and raw...

"Come on ya little ginger slut! Don't keep me waiting too long..."

[WindyRules]

The Fiery Housewife is a fine writer but unfortunately can't fuck her way out of a bowl of leftover collard greens. Annette on the other hand would feel quite at home at the Running of the Bulls of Pamplona.

What does that even mean? You must still be suffering from the effects of Bella’s spinning heel kick to your temple.

Well, Sinful.

That post was probably the only time collard greens and the Bulls of Pamplona have ever been mentioned together in a polls comment. I was adding verve to a line of lackluster posts here. Just Windy being Windy.

You're right about the kick. She deposited me in another county. But then made it all better by kissing me. So I came out ahead on that transaction.

[RippinRobin]

FieryHouseWife will claw Annette RAW and BALD!

[Annette Walters]

On the way over to Jacks all I could think of is how he loves teasing my labia with his big fat head on his throbbing cock before he slides it ever so slowly between my tight swollen lips, and then once he halfway buried inside me, he begins pounding away on my sweet tight pussy till he explodes his load of cum all inside me, it drives him wild how tightly my pussy contracts around his shaft when he is sliding in and out.............ugh, I have to stop thinkin about him or I may have a slight mini orgasm before I get there, but its not a far drive since my gallery is literally in the same town, and I do have access to the back gate to the drive that pulls up behind the beautiful mansion, thinking to myself "this will be mine soon, I already have Jack!"

I slip my car into park and slide my sexy ass off my all leather seat, I picked my lacey one piece with a sheer see through midriff, I do love that Jack gave me the access code to unlock the main door and shut off the alarm if it goes off, so when my beautiful silky red hair bobs up and down and swings side to side as my pumps click along the cobblestone sidewalk, it doesnt take long for me to walk up the couple of stairs onto the massive front porch and over to the main wood and glass double french doors, alittle shocked that the door isnt locked, but Jack knew I was on my way over, so with my white french tipped manicured nails, I turn the handle and slowly push the front door and step right inside!!  Yt

[TheFieryHousewife]

I hear the discreet click of heels on the porch and a slight creek as the front door swings open. From the armchair in the living room, I see a flash of milky-white skin, fiery-red hair and black lingerie ghost through the foyer and advance towards the stairs. A sideways glance would have alerted her to my presence, but I need not have worried. She was a woman on a mission; heading straight for our bedroom. The audacity of this bitch...

I remain silent. Careful not to draw her attention. Allowing Annette to ascend the stairs before moving a muscle. When I'm confident she has reached the landing, I pad softly across the carpet in the living room floor and follow her up the stairs, careful not to make a sound, eager to maintain the element of surprise. I'll ambush this bitch in our bedroom and break her on the bed Jack fucked me on last night. The thought excites me; quickening my pulse and setting my heart racing.

The bedroom door is slightly ajar when I get there and I find a confused Annette standing at the foot of our bed. She looks formidable and alluring. Part of me sees exactly what tempted Jack to stray. A tall, sexy woman with strong legs tapering up to a broad, curvy ass...

The other part of me begins to assess her as a physical threat. Her long limbs make her a rangy opponent. If I'm to best her, I'll have to get in close and get her on her back. Mount her and make her give while I stare into the eyes of the whore who tried to steal my husband. I brace myself for a spiteful, emotional catfight that will leave me and this stranger sweaty and spent by the time we're done. I just hope I have what it takes to edge her out in a desperate struggle.

I clear my throat to draw her attention.

"Ahem."

Startled, she spins awkwardly on her heels and gasps in surprise when she sees me. Before she has time to think, I rush her. Burying my shoulder in her midriff, I knock her clean out of her heels and send her sprawling towards the mattress. My momentum carries me forward and I land on top of her and between her legs. Tit-to-tit and cxnt-to-cxnt with my husband's mistress. I feel my nipples pucker as we rub clumsily together in a frantic struggle; my body responding to the perverse and unfamiliar thrill of being so stiflingly close to a woman I despise.

Grabbing Annette's long, copper hair; I pull fiercely. Harshly pivoting her head and forcing her to look into my eyes. I huskily whisper to her as she squirms and struggles beneath me:

"Sorry, Jack couldn't make it this morning. The name's Riley and Jack is my husband. Oh, and by the way, if you want to feel the warmth of my man's cock ever again, you better fight like hell. You're not leaving her until one of us gives up her claim to Jack and I'm not feeling very obliging..."

Her nostrils flare and she looks up at me with wild, impassioned eyes. The bitch will fight me for him. And that excites me...

[Annette Walters]

Caught completely off guard but as stunned as I am, I have never backed down from anyone, and even more importantly, the reason for me to not back down, is the man that I have fallen for so greatly that I will gladly bald a bitch and leave her a beaten pathetic mess after Im done with her, and as I feel the sharp burning pain in my scalp from your hand harshly yanking my hair and glaring in my eyes, once your done giving me your introduction and what seems to be your plans for the evening, my lips flare once your finished speaking, as my own left hand quickly swings up and snatches hold of your sandy blonde hair and with a hard strong yank and thrust of my hips, I roll this bitch over and onto her back as I roll right ontop of her!

"I can see why Jack was with you Riley, you are very attractive, and from our briefly quick encounter right now, I can feel your perky firm titties, Im sure you can feel mine as well!"

I slide my long strong thighs up quickly to the underside of your thighs making a nice stable somewhat leg spread base, I yank your hair and head extremely hard to the side, and glare now into your anger filled eyes "just so you know Riley, yesterday when you were getting your hair done, I had Jacks thick throbbing cum filled cock buried deep inside of me right here on this bed, hell, some of his cum may still be inside of me from how deep he was buried and his explosion was more filling and intense than ever!"

I quickly whip left hand that is filled with your hair up over the top of your head yanking even hard as I now have wrenched your head quickly in the opposite direction with my hair yank "do you feel that Riley, thats my smooth milky white labia mound thats rubbing your weak loose puss, and I will FIGHT LIKE HELL FOR JACK BITCH!!"  YT

[Unicorn Hunter]

Seems like 2 women, well versed and the art of war, have now officially agreed to see who is better in a way that only women can. Will the house be able to withstand the explosion of hate and passion that is about to erupt?

[cfight]

The wife will defend her territory. It will be a very nasty fight but I think the fieryhousewife will win.

[backbreakher]

FieryHouseWife has her hands full with Annette here.....quite literally!  Never bet against Red though.........and it's hard to see anything other than a dominant victory for Annette versus the blonde in this one.

Perhaps Annette will show some mercy? Then again, maybe she wont.

[sender]

tan fiery housewife defeats milky white redhead .throws her out

[sender]

tan fiery housewife defeats milky white redhead .throws her out

[TheFieryHousewife]

I hiss in anger as the soft, moist flesh of our pussies rub against each other. Annette's taunts ringing in my ears. Both of us convinced that Jack is ours. Both willing to fight for his touch. I tug harshly at Annette's long hair, wrapping it twice in my fist and fire three quick punches to her ribs and tummy. The effectiveness of my strikes dulled by my position beneath her.

She winces and retaliates with several slaps form her position atop my tummy. I cover up as best I can and take most of them on my shoulder and forearm, but one slap sneaks through and reddens my cheek. The sound of her palm striking my cheek reverberates around the room. I use my grip on her hair to pull her down towards me and scratch her back, leaving three angry, red merks on her shoulder blade.

Instinctively, Annette rears back to move out of range of my nails. As she does, my flailing fingers snag the strap straddling her left shoulder; snapping it in the process. The front of her outfit peels forward, exposing her left breast, and a perky pink nipple comes into view.

With the speed of a rattlesnake, my hand shoots forward and scratches her exposed breast. I then squeeze it harshly; feeling her puckered nipple press into the palm of my hand and milky-white flesh squeezes between my grasping fingers. Using my grip on her hair and tit, I pull her harshly to the side and pivot on my hip, rolling her over on the bed and taking back "top" position.

Inches from her face, I hiss my displeasure with her taunts; "Bullshit bitch. There's nothing weak about my pussy. I spent most of last night using my Kegel muscles to squeeze and release Jack's cock until he couldn't bear it anymore and flooded my pussy with his cum. Caressing his pulsing cock as he moved inside me and panted my name. That’s how I know I was made for him… You could never draw as strong an orgasm from him...”

I feel your wet little pussy and I know you ain't shit..."

[Annette Walters]

Riley is no stranger to catfighting as she is pressing this fight and my skills and abilities to their limits in the short amount of fighting that we have done, but she doesnt realize that I havent brought out the fiery red irish temper thats buried inside of me, and as my flat belly sustains her attack, the reddening of her cheek brings a smile to my face, but distracts me enough to have this bitchy little housewife pull me forward as I arch my back in pain, grinding my pussy mound harder into yours as your rake your damn nails down my back "you FUCKING BITCH!"

I instantly realize that this fight will be it going to be a brutal test of true pure feminine rage and fury as youve exposed my perky firm bigger left breast as I wince out when your hand squeezes then I feel your claws dig in, and using rolling tactic I feel your body buck and roll as I feel my scalp burn from a nasty twisted yank and as I feel our bodies still entwined, only this time your ontop of me, between my thighs, and as you hsssssssss and call my comments out as bullshit, I smirk and snicker as I  quickly swing my left and right thighs up and send my legs around your waist and back crossing my ankles as I tighten my thighs as you scream out in pain from my strong leg scissors, my left hand still twisted and buried in your hair as your head contorts to the side, I quickly send my right hand and claws up slashing out at the left side of your lingerie strap and quickly return the favor of grabbing and ripping it as the flap from your top drops down exposing your perky tit, as well as your hardened nipple as I glare up at you and say "this is exactly how Jack was pounding away at my sweet tight tender pussy, my thighs were also wrapped around his waist as his cock drove deeper and deeper inside me!!" rocking my hips back and forth before yanking your head by your hair to the side as our bodies are now on both your side and mine, as you still have a tight twisted grip on my hair as well as I still have my own twisted tight grip on your hair as well as my strong thighs wrapped around your waist, and as I grit my teeth  "you wanna use claws and maul my beautiful breast, well two can play that game Riley!!" and I send the palm of my right hand jammimg hard into your exposed left breast, mashing it as hard as I can before sending my class stabbing deep into your bulging tit flesh!  Yt

[TheFieryHousewife]

I wince as Annette's talons roughly squeeze my tit; hissing in pain as she traps and twists my stiff nipple between thumb and forefinger. I give up my grip on her hair to shred her remaining shoulder strap and attack her other tit with matching gusto. Pulling what's left of the front of her outfit down past her navel, I grab the underside of both her breasts like giant binoculars; roughly kneading and squeezing them. Pinching her perky pink nipples fiercely, as she was doing to me.

"Take that, you fucking whore!"

Her tits feel huge in my hands as I press against them, feeling them move up and down her chest. For a second, I almost swear I hear her moan as I work her over. Perhaps, because she knows she has the advantage. She may be beneath me, but between her strong thighs is a dangerous place to be. Her leg scissors relentlessly squeeze me, robbing me off oxygen. It's a desperate situation and I need to get out of it... Fast!

With one hand buried in my hair and the other squeezing my tit, Annette has gone completely on the offence. Combined with the powerful leg scissors she trapped me in, she has me in a precarious position. Moving one hand off her breast and to her sternum I press down with all my strength and reach for a pillow. With the tips of my fingers I snag the edge of the pillow case and pull it towards me. Swiftly moving the pillow to her face, I bury Annette beneath it and do my best to suffocate her.

Her mighty thighs squeeze and release my waist in energy draining spurts; pouring on the pressure and making me gasp. But she can't keep this up indefinitely. She has to give up the hold. Or run the risk of passing out. As the seconds tick by into minutes her thighs slacken just enough for me to wriggle free and roll off the bed and to the floor in an undignified heap. I gasp for air, as I hear Annette do the same.

Rising slowly to my feet, I make a tactical retreat from the bed, catching my breath. Annette tosses the pillow to the floor and sits up. Red-faced and angry. A healthy sheen of sweat adorns her milky-white skin. Her face is flushed, her expression stranded somewhere between horny and furious. She looks both sexy and dangerous. And I hate her for it.

Between gasps of air, I angrily hiss: "Had enough, bitch?! Honey, you may think you love Jack, but you don't know the half of it. We've been married fifteen years and I'm still a whore for his cock. I won't give him up. I'll fight you all day long if that's what it takes..."