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Family story idea (including male and female members)

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Family story idea (including male and female members)
« on: May 07, 2020, 07:11:26 PM »
Is anyone interested in writing a story about a family fight involving both male and female members? No mixed matches, only Father vs Son and Mother vs Daughter.

It could be a generation tradition, where the younger members challenge the older ones to prove they're old enough to beat them.
Fight includes wrestling holds, fists, hairpulling and genital grabbing/punching for both male and female couples.
It could also include explicit erotic stuff like cockfight for father vs son and tit/cxntfight for mother vs daughter.
A first to cum match to humiliate the other or to force the other to cum first?

What's your ideas and suggestions? Any author willing to write it?


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Re: Family story idea (including male and female members)
« Reply #1 on: May 17, 2020, 06:02:30 PM »
More than 500 people read this post and not even ONE comment?

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Offline Michael James

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Re: Family story idea (including male and female members)
« Reply #2 on: May 17, 2020, 06:23:08 PM »
I've thought of trying to continue the story I wrote for ya a long time ago... had too much "Life" happening and other commitments...  Maybe sometime soon..?

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Re: Family story idea (including male and female members)
« Reply #3 on: May 18, 2020, 01:56:32 AM »
love family fights of all ages, so not a bad idea, I think
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Re: Family story idea (including male and female members)
« Reply #4 on: May 18, 2020, 04:45:02 PM »
love family fights of all ages, so not a bad idea, I think

Would you like to elaborate on that? Maybe not writing the full story but a longer synopsis with more details, so another writer could use that for a start.

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Re: Family story idea (including male and female members)
« Reply #5 on: May 18, 2020, 04:45:57 PM »
I've thought of trying to continue the story I wrote for ya a long time ago... had too much "Life" happening and other commitments...  Maybe sometime soon..?

It would be better to create a new story with different characters, maybe based on my idea above. What do you think about that?

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« Reply #6 on: May 19, 2020, 04:30:17 AM »
kind of work based on time and inspiration as available, but I'd be willing to talk out a further idea for sure
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Re: Family story idea (including male and female members)
« Reply #7 on: May 19, 2020, 05:18:31 AM »
There is a fight story matching this type scenario on the dealings story board that is one of the best all around stories I’ve read. It’s titled Long Time Coming & a second one as well Long Time Coming 2. I forget off hand who the author is but if you haven’t read it and enjoy this type scenario it’s an excellent job of this family fight story line. Very very hot fights between two younger girls and two older moms. A brother vs brother fight in between and in the 2nd story the 2 brothers have gf’s that fight in that one in addition to the 3 fights in the first one.

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Re: Family story idea (including male and female members)
« Reply #8 on: May 19, 2020, 07:39:29 AM »
The latest chapter of SexyAhna's Wild cats of the West includes a short/brutal fight on the family lines of mother vs daughter and father vs son.

Theres more on amazon ebook format if you search for Julia Varghas or her other alias Megan Larsson. Nearly all of the stories have Mother vs Daughter fights.

"Whenever women catfight men think it's going to turn to sex" - Yasmin Bleeth

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Re: Family story idea (including male and female members)
« Reply #9 on: May 19, 2020, 04:02:40 PM »
There is a fight story matching this type scenario on the dealings story board that is one of the best all around stories I’ve read. It’s titled Long Time Coming & a second one as well Long Time Coming 2. I forget off hand who the author is but if you haven’t read it and enjoy this type scenario it’s an excellent job of this family fight story line. Very very hot fights between two younger girls and two older moms. A brother vs brother fight in between and in the 2nd story the 2 brothers have gf’s that fight in that one in addition to the 3 fights in the first one.

Do you have a link for that?

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Re: Family story idea (including male and female members)
« Reply #10 on: May 19, 2020, 04:40:46 PM »
The latest chapter of SexyAhna's Wild cats of the West includes a short/brutal fight on the family lines of mother vs daughter and father vs son.


Thanks for pointing this out, the short family fight is so hot! Exactly what I'm looking for...

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Re: Family story idea (including male and female members)
« Reply #11 on: May 30, 2020, 04:10:50 PM »
I would be interested in helping you write something of this nature

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« Reply #12 on: June 03, 2020, 09:12:27 PM »
.Long time coming

After twenty seven years to the day of married life, my wife decided she wanted a divorce.  No reason, no excuses, she just wanted out.  The kids were gone and it was just the two of us so maybe she got bored.  Anyway, she was gone.  I moped for a couple of months then realized that for the first time I could do what I wanted to do without having to think about anybody else’s feelings.  Wow.  So I sold the house and moved in with a buddy, quit my job and opened my own management consulting firm.  I had done some teaching and writing, so I had something of a reputation.  My first job was a medium size manufacturing company.   They paid me $10,000 in cash and $10,000 in stock (at $.10 per share this gave  me 100,000 shares).  I did a study for them on their problems and made a recommendation on how to correct the situation.  It took me three months to convince them of the validity of my ideas, then another three months for things to start turning around.  At the end of nine months efficency had doubled, allowing them to drop their prices, due to which their demand quadrupled.  They added another shift and were thinking about adding a wing on the building.  To make a long story short (too late) at the end of the first year the stock was at $5.60 per share and I sold when the stock hit $12.00.  I was a millionaire.  I did three more jobs that year, each moderately successful. Over the next three years I did a total of twelve jobs, two of which were wildly successful jobs like the first.  When my net worth was around $15 million and I retired. 

I was fifty seven years old and determined I was going to enjoy the rest of my life.  I was on vacation in Florida in a very plush hotel.  Well it isn’t really vacation when that’s all you do.  I was living there.  I was just leaving the lounge and damn near ran her down.  Who?  Oh yeah.  Her name is Dottie.  One look at her was all I needed.  I reversed direction and escorted her to a table.  She was  5’8” 160 lbs of DD cup blond, with a hour glass figure and infectious laugh.  She was charming, witty, sophisticated, dignified and very lady like.  She came from a very old, upper crust, Philadelphia family.  She looked around forty but from conversation I decided she must be at least fifty.

We spent the rest of the evening together and had a date for dinner and a show the next night.  After that we saw each other almost nightly.  We became very close and began sleeping together shortly after.  After one night in bed with her, I decided to stay in Florida to be near her.  It was almost like she had two personalities, a private one and a public one.  She was not hypocritical about it though.  She would never do or say something in private that she would not agree with in public and visa versa.  It was amazing.  In public she was reserved but friendly, conservative yet compassionate, fun loving without being sophomoric and witty without being insulting.  In private she was downright jovial.

When I started looking for a permanent place to stay, I asked if she would like me to get a house big enough for both of us.  She thanked me but said she liked her independence.  Besides, it wouldn’t be “decent”, she said. 

After a couple of months her daughter visited her from up north.  Dawn was very much like a younger, version of her mother.  She was also 5’8”, blond and DD cup, but only weighed about 145 lbs. She was single, twenty seven and a fashion designer.  They seemed very close for a mother daughter, almost like sisters.  I had no idea how close they were.  After the three of us had dinner, we went back to Dottie’s place and I had expectations of wild sex with Dottie.  She was in a great mood with Dawn in town and I meant to take advantage of that mood.  Well, not only were that expectation meet, it was doubled.  Dawn joined us in bed.  I never did actually have sex with her, not by the definition of our former President, but she has a remarkable mouth.  These two seemingly reserved and conservative ladies were animals in bed.

One night later in the week the three of us were out for drinks and dancing.  Dottie and I were sitting, watching Dawn dance with some stud, when suddenly she tensed up. 

“What’s the matter?”

“Damn!  Where did they come from?”

I looked where Dottie was looking and saw two women enter the establishment.  They were obviously related, probably mother daughter, and very good looking.  They both stood about 5’7” or 5’8”, the older maybe 170 or 175 lbs  and D or DD cup,  the younger maybe 140 or 145 lbs and only a full C or small D cup.  Both had raven black hair.

“Shit! Donna and her slut daughter Cathy.  Donna was my biggest rival back in Philadelphia.  She almost married my husband and actually tried to steal him from me after we were married.  We even got into a fight once.”

“WHAT?” I had yelled and everyone around was looking at me.  Including Donna.  This whole thing had taken me completely by surprise.  I had never heard Dottie swear, and the very thought that she had ever been in a fight was ridiculous.  Somehow I couldn’t picture her rolling around pulling hair with some other she-cat.

Dottie said “Great, now she’s seen me.  Here she comes.”

“Good evening Donna.  How good to see you!”  Dottie had the biggest fake smile I had ever seen plastered on her face.

“Dottie.  How wonderful to see you.  I didn’t realize you were in town.”  Donna’s fake smile was just as big as Dottie’s.  I watched as the two exchanged more small talk and lies.  They were both great looking and now that the two of them were facing each other, I COULD imagine the two of them on the floor, pulling hair and ripping clothes.  Oh great, now I can’t stand up. 

The two of them had stopped talking and were looking at me.  I realized that Dottie had just introduced me.  Great.  I kind of half stood, leaned over, shook Donna’s hand and quickly sat down.  Donna looked at me like I was odd and said her good-bys.

Dottie kind of cocked her head and said “What’s the matter with you?  You barely got out of your seat?”  When I looked embarrassed she started laughing “Don’t tell me.  You have an erection from that comment I made about a fight with Donna.”

“Well…yes.  And the two of you right there, looking like you do, my imagination kind of ran away with itself.”  She thought that was hilarious and laughed herself silly.

‘Hmmm.  I had always known that men liked to see women fight, but I never realized your reaction would be that strong.   Would you like me to tell you about the fight?”

“God, yes!”

“Okay, let’s go home.”  We picked up Dawn and headed for Dottie’s condo.  Dawn had never heard the story either and seemed just as excited by the idea of her mother fighting as I was.  When we got to Dottie’s we all got drinks and Dottie told us about the fight.  It seems that after Dawn was born, Dottie’s husband Steve had an affair with Donna.  Usual thing.  Dottie and Steve had not had sex in some months due to her pregnancy and post-partium issues.    Donna came on to Steve and he gave in to her wiles.  Dottie found out and confronted Steve. After a long weekend of deep conversation and a couple of nights of great sex, Steve apologized, he and Dottie reconciled, and he broke it off with Donna.   Donna was not pleased with that and confronted Dottie.  From Dottie’s description, the two of them argued for quite some time before coming to blows.  Steve was a witness as the two women tore into each other.  Dottie skimmed over the details, but the fight ended with both women nude, some blood and Dottie rendering Donna unconscious. 

“Donna has been very careful around me ever since.  She has never been anything but nice, and to my knowledge she never came on to my husband again.”

I was incredibly excited and Dottie noticed.  We immediately went to bed.   As we had sex, Dottie  whispered to me some of the things she and Donna had done to each other during the fight.  I managed more erections that night than I ever have.

After seeing Donna, Dottie started getting moody and a couple of days later, when I went to pick her up for dinner, it came to a head.  She had a pensive look on her face.  She said “If the opportunity ever came up, would you like to see me fight Donna?”

I said   “No not really.  Fantasy is one thing, reality another.  You might lose.  If you did I would probably end up fucking Donna and you would be pissed.  Let’s just leave this all in our memories and imagination.”

“You don’t think I could beat her?”

“That’s not what I said.  I said you might lose.”

“So You think I’m a loser .  You have no respect for me, is that it?  Would you like to see Donna beat me up?  Maybe you don’t want to see me any more.  Maybe you want to see Donna?”

“I didn’t say that.  What got into you?”

“Well maybe we should take some time off and not see each other for a while.”   Well as you might figure, the conversation went down hill from there with Dottie getting madder and madder.  I bailed out as soon as I could.

A couple of days later, I ran into Donna, going into a nearby restaurant.  She invited me to have lunch with her and the two of us had a very enjoyable meal.  As we were leaving she invited me to accompany her to a movie premiere the next night.  I hesitated, knowing that Dottie would be very upset.

“Dottie would not be happy with this.”

“Are you married to her or exclusive?”

“Well… no.  I had asked her to live with me, but she declined.”  Donna just looked at me as if to say “…well doesn’t that tell you something?”.  Finally I agreed to go with her.

Donna said “Look Ted, Dottie had her chance with you and she turned you down.  My turn.”

After the premiere, Donna invited me back to her place.  I went.  I knew what would happen.  Dottie said we should take some time off.  Okay. 

I found out later that Donna called Dottie the next day and told her basically the same thing she had told me.  That Dottie had had her chance with me and turned me down.  Now it was Donna’s turn.  She told Dottie to stay away from me, that I was now dating Donna.

Dottie immediately called me.

“Hi, Ted.  What’s going on?”

“I assume you mean with Donna?”

“Your damn right I mean with Donna!”

“I had a date with her.”

“Is that all?”

“Well, we had sex.”

“Yes, and?”

“And nothing.  That’s it.”

“Are you going to see her again?”

“I don’t know.  Maybe.  I haven’t decided yet.  Besides what do you care.  You let me know the last time we talked how you felt.  You wanted to take some time off.  I asked you to move in with me.  You said no.  We are not exclusive.  What the hell do you want?”

“I wanted you to ask me to live with you again.”

“Then why didn’t you say so?”

“I wanted it to be your idea.”

“Oh, so now we’re playing little mind games.  No thanks.  I thought we were above that. Good-by.”

So I started dating Donna on a regular basis.  We would do all the same things I did with Dottie and go to all the same places, but I didn’t have as much fun as I did with Dottie.  It was more like Donna was showing me off.  Like she had won me and wanted everybody to know it.  After a couple of weeks I realized that I missed Dottie.  I stopped calling Donna and did not return her calls.  I called Dottie a couple of times but couldn’t get her.  Dawn had gone back to Philadelphia and nobody was answering Dottie’s phone.  I found out later that Dottie had gone back with Dawn for a couple of weeks.  Finally Dottie came back and called me.

“How are you?”

“Fine.  I missed you.  How are you?”

“Fine. I missed you too.”

“How about dinner tonight?”

“Great.  See you tonight.”  And that was it.  We were back together like nothing had happened.  Well one thing had happened.  I had been with Donna.  After we were back together for a couple of days, Dottie started questioning me about Donna.  What was it like with her?  Want did she do that I liked?  That I didn’t like?  She went on and on.  When I told Dottie that Donna had better tits, you could have boiled water on the steam coming out of her ears.  I kept it up as long as I could, but finally broke down, laughing like a maniac and told her I was lying, that I just wanted to see her reaction.  She had much better breasts than Donna.  Larger and firmer.  Her nipples were bigger and tastier.  Dottie scowled and glared as long as she could, then literally fell on the floor laughing.   After a while the discussion turned to Donna’s reaction to the whole thing.

“I asked you before, if the opportunity ever came up, would you like to see me fight Donna?”

“You know I would.”

“What if I lose?”

“You won’t.  And if you do, you do.  No big deal.”

A week later it happened.  Dottie and I were just finishing a light dinner when Donna stormed up to the table.  Ignoring me completely she faced Dottie.

“Well slut, you did it to me again.  You stole my man.”

“Oh come on Donna.  You mean my man came back to me after trying you.  Twice.  I guess that really proves who the better woman is.”

Donna’s face turned crimson with rage and she stood there glaring.   Then she slapped Dottie.  Hard.  It sounded like a shot in the quiet restaurant.    Dottie’s head spun with the force of the blow.  She slowly brought her head around to glare back at Donna.

“Would you like to continue this discussion at my apartment?”

“Gladly bitch.  Is Dawn there?”

“Yes.”

“Then I’ll bring Carol so you won’t two on one me.”

At Dottie’s Condo, the four women stood and glared at each other.  While Dottie and Donna were old adversaries, I thought the girls knew each other only slightly.  That didn’t stop them from disliking each other, but their knowledge seemed to be second hand from their mothers and friends.

We picked a room and I moved furniture.  When I was done I turned to the women. 

“Are you both sure about this?”  They both answered yes.

“Okay.  Any rules?  No?  OK, the fight ends when one of you gives up, is unconscious, or orgasms.”  (They both looked at me sharply at that.)

I turned to the girls.  “You two may enter the fight, or not, anytime you wish.”

All four kicked off their shoes.  Dottie was in a sleaveless dress, zippered up the back with a scoop neck line showing a lot of cleavage.  Donna and Carol were both in a button up blouse and skirt and Dawn was in a T-shirt and denim shorts.

When I gave the signal Dottie and Donna lunged at each other and buried their hands in each others hair.  They began pulling each other around the room, heads going side to side and front to back.  First Dottie’s then later Donna’s hand came away from the others head with a handful of hair which had been torn out.  Each would drop the hair and go for another handful.  In short order they both had tears in their eyes from the scalp pain. 

As soon as the fight started, I could see Carol was watching Dawn.  Dawn would be turned toward the fighting women for a while then turn to check Carol.  When she turned Carol was always watching the fight.  But between, Carol watched Dawn.  The fight swirled around the room and moved to the left.  Dawn was now between the fighters and Carol.  She had her back turned completely to Carol and that was a big mistake.  Carol came up behind Dawn, grabbed her arms and kneed her between the legs from behind.  Over and over, Carol rammed her knee between Dawns legs.  Dawn was screaming and yelling at Carol to stop and calling her names.  As the blows began to take effect, Carol bent Dawn over, allowing her to put her knee directly onto Dawns mound.  Carol was now holding Dawn by the hips and slamming her knee up into Dawn’s groin.    Dawn’s face showed pure agony.  Carol unzipped Dawn’s shorts and yanked them down and off.  She spun Dawn to face her and buried her knee into Dawn’s pussy from the front.  Dawn couldn’t even scream.  Her mouth opened in a silent howl and she went up on her toes.  Her hands went between her legs and she dropped to the floor in a boneless heap.  Carol laughed and brushed her hands, turning to the other combatants. 

The two women were totally oblivious to what was going on between the younger women.  They were totally intent on ripping each others hair out.  So it came as a complete surprise to Dottie when her arms were grabbed from behind and pulled down.  For twenty or thirty seconds, Donna and Carol had a tug of war.  Carol had Dottie’s arms and Donna had her hair and the two pulled in opposite directions.  Dottie’s hair lost.  Donna came away with two handfuls of Dottie’s hair, ripped out from the roots.  Carol had Dottie by the wrists, bent at the waist.  Carol twisted Dottie’s arm and rammed her knee up into Dottie’s crotch.  Carol slammed her knee up, over and over till Dottie fell to her knees.  Donna came over, pulled Dottie’s face up by the hair and slapped her face repeatedly.   Carol dropped Dottie’s arms and grabbed her hair, steadying her head so her mother could concentrate on hitting Dottie.  After eight or ten blows Carol yanked Dottie to her feet.  Donna was screaming at Dottie.  Something about Dottie thinking her tits were so great, but not any more.  Carol had unzipped Dottie’s dress and Donna ripped it off from the front.  She then shredded Dottie’s bra and panties with her nails, leaving Dottie nude.  Then Donna grabbed Dottie’s breasts.   She twisted and pulled and squeezed as hard as she could.  Donna was squeezing so hard her hands were trembling.   She pulled down hard and let go.  Dottie was screaming and crying and the only thing keeping her on her feet was Carol’s grip on her from behind.  Carol noticed that Dawn was beginning to stir so she dropped Dottie to the floor and went back after Dawn.  She kicked Dawn over onto her back and plopped herself down on Dawn’s belly.  She slapped Dawn’s face a couple of times to make sure she had Dawn’s attention.

“Do you remember Steve from back home?  Well I’m dating him now.  And you know what?  Every now and then, especially when he’s had a little too much to drink, he tells me how much better your tits are than mine.  Well next time he tells me, I’m going to tell him your tits aren’t better any more, because I destroyed them.”

With that Carol grabbed Dawn’s breasts through the T-shirt and squeezed.  As Dawn howled in pain, Carol squeezed, twisted, pulled and pushed, trying to destroy Dawn’s breasts.   Dawn was withering on the floor rolling from side to side, screaming and yelling, with tears running down her face.  Carol laughed and smiled as she looked down at her rival and continued to abuse Dawn’s tits.  With hysterical strength, Dawn grabbed Carols breasts, hanging above her, dug her fingers into the breast flesh and threw Carol to the side.  Carol screamed and was launched off of Dawn.  Unfortunately for Carol, a wall stopped her flight.  Her head slammed into the wall and she crumpled to the floor.  Dawn rolled from side to side, cradling her breasts and crying at the pain.

Donna had been kicking at Dottie, when she realized what was going on with Carol and Dawn.  When she saw Carol crumpled on the floor next to the wall, she yelled, rushed over and began kicking at Dawn.  Dawn was rolling from side to side and managing to avoid or minimize the kicks coming at her.  Donna kicked and stomped at Dawn for over a minute, completely forgetting about Dottie.  But Dottie didn’t forget about her.  Dottie laid on the floor getting her wind back and easing the aches and pains about her body.  When she felt ready, she jumped up and rushed at Donna.  Catching her in the back, Dottie shoved her into the same wall Carol lay crumpled in front of.  Caught by surprise, Donna smacked into the wall hard and bounced off.  Dottie caught her on the rebound by the hair and slammed her face back into the wall twice.  Donna was dazed, arms hanging by her side totally defenseless.  Dottie spun her around and pushed her back into the wall.  She closed in on the defenseless woman and pumped her knee up into Donna’s exposed pussy.  With Donna virtually out on her feet, leaning against the wall, Dottie ripped at her clothes.  She torn open Donna’s blouse and pealed it off her shoulders.  Dottie leaned in and unsnapped Donna’s bra and pulled that off.  Then she unzipped the skirt and let that fall to the floor with the rest of the clothes.  Donna stood in only her panties.  Dottie grabbed the waist band of those and began pulling and tugging, pulling the fabric deep into Donna’s pussy and ass, bringing Donna back to full consciousness with the pain.  With a final rip the panties came off and Donna pitched out into the middle of the room, hitting the floor with a thud.

“Come on slut, you wanted to fight, get up and lets fight!”  Dottie advanced on Donna and kicked at her.  Donna screamed and rolled away.  Donna finally managed to make it to her feet and the women rushed each other, getting a mutual bearhug.  Each tried to crush the other and their breasts flattened against their chests.  Donna just kept a steady pressure, but Dottie tried several variations.  She rocked her shoulders in and out, punching with her breasts into Donna’s tits.  Then Dottie flexed her knees, dropping down a little, then driving her boobs up into the bottom of Donna’s tits. After several minutes of pressure and swaying across the floor, the look on Donna’s face told the whole story.  You could see the pain she was feeling written on her face. Dottie was squeezing so hard, she was lifting Donna off the floor.  Donna was squeeling and crying.  She started pushing on Dottie’s shoulders, trying to lessen the pain to her breasts.  Finally, she was able to get a hand under Dottie’s chin and push enough to make Dottie break the hold.  Dottie tottered back several steps before catching herself, while Donna slammed to the floor.  Dottie’s breasts were red but still proud and firm, and her nipples were full and hard.  Donna’s breasts looked flattened, and her nipples were almost inverted, pushing back into her breasts.  Donna sat on the floor, sobbing, trying to rub the pain out of her tits. 

Dottie advanced on Donna and kicked her in the side, yelling at her to get up.  Donna yelped and wailed, scrambling to get away from Dottie.  As she got up, Dottie came toward her, but Donna surprised her by attacking first.  Donna lunged and wrapped her arms around Dottie’s legs.  Dottie came down hard on her ass, but quickly scrambled around, broke Donna’s grip, then grabbed Donna’s hair.  The two rolled across the floor, pulling hair and generally struggling.  Donna got a grip on Dottie’s throat and began to squeeze but Dottie pushed her fingers into Donna’s eyes to break the grip.  Donna wailed and pushed away.  She rolled over onto hands and knees and tried to crawl away.  Dottie jumped on Donna’s back and rode her to the floor.  Donna withered and squirmed on the floor, trying to unseat Dottie.  She reached back and gripped one of Dottie’s big melons, squeezing and twisting.  She dug in with her nails, piercing the skin immediately and quickly drawing blood.  Dottie screamed and cried, but kept her head.   She grabbed Donna’s wrist and after a short struggle, yanked it from her breast, pulling it up and twisting it savagely.  Donna’s turn to scream.  With the twisting and pulling, it looked like Dottie was going to rip Donna’s arm off for a while.  Finally, Donna got her arm free and pulled it back down to cover her head. 

Dottie pounded and punched at Donna’s head and shoulders.  She pulled back on her hair and slapped into the side of Donna’s face.  Donna just laid there, taking the punishment.  She covered her head, wailing and sobbing as Dottie hit her again and again.  Every now and then Dottie would stop to catch her breath.  When she did, she would ask Donna if she wanted to give up. 

At first Donna was defiant .

“Go fuck yourself, Dottie!”  Dottie punched and slapped for awhile.

“Want to give?”

“Nnnnoooo!”  More punches and slaps.

“How about it?  Want to give?”

“No.” very quietly.  More flesh hitting flesh sounds.

The fourth time there was no response.  Dottie slapped her head and punched her shoulders and asked if she gave up, over and over.  When she couldn’t get a response from Donna, Dottie grabbed her shoulder and pulled up, rolling Donna partially onto her side and exposing her breasts.  One of Donna’s breasts lay on the floor and the other hung limply from her chest. 

“Last chance bitch!”  Donna glared up and sobbed.  Dottie punched down, onto the lower breast, crushing it between her fist and the floor.  Donna’s scream rattled the windows.  Dottie punched again, then a third time.  Donna’s screams faded to loud sobbing and raspy breathing.  Dottie punched into the other breast, crushing it against Donna’s chest.  Then she pinched the nipple of the upper breast, pulled up and shook the nipple and breast.  She pulled and shook so hard it looked like she was trying to rip off the nipple.

“Noooo, please no more….I give…I give…please Dottie stoppppp!!”

Dottie looked down at the woman she straddled, her face a mix of hate, satisfaction and triumph.  She released the nipple and with a final slap to the face and punch to the tits, she rose and left Donna crying on the floor. 

Dottie quickly looked around to see what was going on with the girls.  What she saw put her into motion.

Carol sat on Dawn’s stomach and punched down into the other girls face.  She grabbed a nipple in her left hand, pulled it up as far as she could and punched into the breast with her right hand.  Dawn wailed and cryed as Carol tortured her tits and beat her face.  Blood was running from Dawn’s mouth and nose, and she had small pressure cuts on her cheeks and forehead.  Carol was keeping up a steady barrage. 

Dottie got her hands into Carol’s hair before the girl realized Dottie was on her.  Dottie pulled the black haired girl to the side and dragged her to the floor.  Dottie slammed her head down into the floor three or four times, taking the fight out of her, and most of her consciousness, then went to check on Dawn.  Dawn was basically ok, just beat to shit.  Dottie helped her up.

“OK?”

“Yeah, basically.”

“Want a piece of her?”

Dawn looked down at Carol laid out on the floor.  “No.  She beat me.   Not exactly fair and square but I’ll give her this round.  Next time it will be different.”  She walked over to the stirring Carol and kicked her between the legs.

“Hear me bitch?  The next time will be different.”

The ladies put some cloths on and we carried Donna and Carol down to their car, dumping them into it nude and locking the doors.  They could leave when the woke up and in the mean time passersby would be getting an eyefull.

“Well” I said “I guess that ends that rivallry!”

“Yes, it sure does.” replied Dottie.

“But it starts a new one too!” growls Dawn.

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Offline cockfighter15

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Re: Long Time Coming
« Reply #13 on: June 04, 2020, 03:47:53 PM »
.Long time coming

After twenty seven years...


Why did you post this here? There's nothing about family members fighting each other, nor any male fighting either.
Nothing at all like my idea above... so why here?

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Re: Family story idea (including male and female members)
« Reply #14 on: June 17, 2020, 07:26:45 AM »
Family fights are great!  But  ore interested in daughter versus daughter while the families watch.  Cute girls fighting on the beach, hot little thighs and tight little bellies.  Could be anywhere from a fun little fight to a catfight to a deathfight - but the spectators will love it regardless.  On the softer side it would be lots of nice wrestling moves and holds.  On the harder side it would be little fist smashing into faces, scratching little thighs.  But lots of hair pulling no matter what.