Hello,
In life less can indeed be more and I think this can sometimes apply to catfights as well. I think catfights can be just as
erotic if more is left to the imagination. Perhaps just the sounds of a catfight; the noise of slapping, the whispered insults, the cries of pain. Maybe just a glimpse or suggestion of writhing feminine forms entwined in primal combat; perhaps under the waters surface or silhouetted in the moonlight.
My fevered imagination has come up with a few example of the sort of thing i mean.
Perhaps a guy goes camping with two young beauties; each desiring to spend the night sharing his sleeping bag. An arguement
breaks out between the girls and man is sent out of the tent into the warm summer night whilst the girls cat-it-out for the rights to his manhood. All the guy can see are the sensual feminine sihloutess of the two girls in the moonlight; the shape of their proud pert
breasts and long flowing hair. The sihloutess of the girls would point and push at each accusingly; then exchange slaps and breast claws before entwining into a single writhing shadow as they rolled around the tent in vicious combat. Finally one feminine form would slowly detach itself and make its way to the tents exit as one girl emerges, scratched and bruised, but eager to claim her prize. Or
Perhaps a wild catfight in a pitch black bedroom when two beauties come to seduce the same guy. The guy can see nothing and only
hear the sounds of the catfight, the exchange of insults, the sound of slaps on nubile flesh, the mutual crying, moaning and sobbing as they attempt to destroy each other for the manhood they both covet.
Does any one else have this type of fantasy or do people prefer to have the full catfight experience?
