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A titfighter is looking for a fight as often as possible. When boobs are still healing from the previous battle the fighter will already be out seeking for a next opposite. Julia has wanted to fight with the local dress shop owner for a while. Finally they are both in form to go tit-to-tit at the shop right after closing time. As the mature owner lady locks the door, Julia goes to the fitting room for final preparations. It’s time for the younger redhead to put her proud perky boobs against the older pair of massive mammaries.

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She said it with a sweetness, but the mockery that ran just under the surface was made implicit by her next utterance. "Now get yourself off to the spare bedroom, I don't want to hear a sound out of you until he's gone understand?"

I nodded meekly and did as I was told.

Does it turn you on babe knowing that I’m wearing this for a date night with our son? I hope it does. Just imagine in an hours time I’ll have his cock in one of my holes.

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She felt terrible to be doing something so wrong, but she just couldn't bear to see him with that awful girlfriend of his anymore, and she knew this was her best chance of wrecking that relationship.

“Is this what you want son?” Brenda was now entering the point of no return with her son Timmy. Soon she would be on her knees devouring his thick warm dick.

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Pam (L) and Pippa (R) have known each other for years. They were on the differing ends of the same friendship group but mainly kept a wary distance for reasons even they couldn't fully explain. Then their situation changed as they both started dating and, shortly afterwards, married a pair of brothers. So now they were thrust more regularly into each others orbit as sisters-in-law.

Now, after many years of toleration disguised as bonhomie, Pippa is about to test the limits of that toleration. She's long wondered what her brother-in-law, as the more rough and ready of the brothers, would be like in bed, and she's always been a little surprised he has never tried it on with her as he clearly has an eye for the ladies.

So, with her devious husbands blessing, she sets about getting her sister-in-law drunk and finding out what her brother-in-law is made of.

Pam isn't so stupid. She's faced lots of women for her husband, and what Pippa doesn't know is she's seen them all off no matter what it takes. Later that evening, back at Pam's house, Pippa thinks Pam has gone to bed drunk and moves on her target right in front of her own smirking, kinky husband. Just as she slides her hand up his leg, the door bursts open, and Pam is standing there in her underwear, her body looking tighter and firmer than Pippa had supposed. "You must think I was born yesterday if you think I don't know what you've been up to. You want my husband, you're going to have to go through me first!"

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Pam (L) and Pippa (R) have known each other for years. They were on the differing ends of the same friendship group but mainly kept a wary distance for reasons even they couldn't fully explain. Then their situation changed as they both started dating and, shortly afterwards, married a pair of brothers. So now they were thrust more regularly into each others orbit as sisters-in-law.

Now, after many years of toleration disguised as bonhomie, Pippa is about to test the limits of that toleration. She's long wondered what her brother-in-law, as the more rough and ready of the brothers, would be like in bed, and she's always been a little surprised he has never tried it on with her as he clearly has an eye for the ladies.

So, with her devious husbands blessing, she sets about getting her sister-in-law drunk and finding out what her brother-in-law is made of.

Pam isn't so stupid. She's faced lots of women for her husband, and what Pippa doesn't know is she's seen them all off no matter what it takes. Later that evening, back at Pam's house, Pippa thinks Pam has gone to bed drunk and moves on her target right in front of her own smirking, kinky husband. Just as she slides her hand up his leg, the door bursts open, and Pam is standing there in her underwear, her body looking tighter and firmer than Pippa had supposed. "You must think I was born yesterday if you think I don't know what you've been up to. You want my husband, you're going to have to go through me first!"

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It was one of those drunken evenings that got increasingly argumentative. Your wife's friend Kate had been needling Emily subtly all evening in the way only friends who know everything about each other can. Emily, for her part, had become increasingly belligerent, a mood which wasn't improved by your flirting with Kate.

By the time Kate openly groped your crotch, all three of you knew this was going to be the night that it all kicked off.

Emily stood up a little unsteadily and told Kate to "take your filthy hands off my husband!"

Kate left her hand where it was and said with a smirk, "He doesn't seem to mind my filthy hands on him... Why don't you come over here and move it?"

Emily stormed across the room and butted her breasts against Kate, leaving the two of them nose to nose and said, "I've had just about enough of you coming over here slutting yourself about in front of my husband. It's about time I put you back in your box!"

Kate yanked Emily's dress down at the front, tearing the shoulder straps and butted hard against her tits. "They're big, alright, I'll give her that, but they're getting saggy, aren't they babe?" She said, directing her comments at you.

Emily grabbed Kate's arms and, butting her hard, propelled her backwards until she hit the wall then, calling her a bitch, she ripped Kate's top off and butted her again. The two of them grappled like that for a few minutes, breast to breast. Kate's mocking smile turned to a grimace as the battle intensified. Kate finally pushed Emily back and, with a vicious yank, tore off her bra, leaving her breasts to sag. Kate then removed her own bra, and Emily discarded her ruined bra and dress. Moments later, now clad only in knickers, the two clashed again. This time, Kate was the aggressor, pushing Emily slowly backwards until she stumbled over the coffee table and landed with a thump on the floor. Kate didn't need an invitation and flopped heavily down on top of Emily, her smaller but firmer breasts squashing Emily's as she ground on top of her. Emily, suffering under this onslaught, tried to fight Kate off but wasn't strong enough and desperately got her hand between Kate's legs and mauled her. Luckily for Kate, the damage was minimised by her knickers, but furious at the assault, she sat up and, still pinning her down, ripped off Emily's knickers and mauled her in return. Then, while Emily was incapacitated, she raised her leg and positioned herself between Emily's legs. pulling her own knickers aside, she began tribbing her former friend. Occasionally breaking eye contact with Emily to look over at you she gradually built up a devastating rhythm that took Emily over the edge into a shuddering orgasm. Disdainfully shoving Emily aside, Kate stood up and removed her knickers which she dropped onto Emily's face. Then she took your hand and led you up to your bedroom.

Sometimes friendship doesn’t mean you would be on the same side always. These two know it very well. Despite of being friends for over a decade it didn’t stop them going woman to woman against each others.

The one on left got sick of her friend always showing off those big tits of hers. She decided it would be time to teach her a lesson of being humble. Look at the smile on her face here. She certainly has something on her mind…

For a long time she had been looking for her friends husband. He looked like he could be lots of fun. If she only got a chance to test him after teaching her cocky friend some manners…

After one night together they took some wine which got things heated between all three of them. It was time to make a move. The girl on left openly grabbed her busty friend’s husband’s bulge through clothes while smiling widely to her friend. The challenge has been issued.

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It's so incredibly sexy when real emotions come out and tempers flare. Good lord.

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It was you who suggested a nightcap back at your house to your wife's rival. Your wife was furious taking you aside on the way to the cab but you'd placated her by say "this bitch wants to take everything from you, you job, your self respect, the respect of your colleagues and me. It's time you put a stop to it!" She couldn't argue.

Back home, she turned angrily on her rival, screaming and shouting abuse at her, really losing control. The other woman stood there calm as anything, taking the abuse with an enigmatic smile. Eventually, when she had burnt herself out screaming the odds the other woman said quietly, "Okay, you seem to think you're better than me, that I'm nothing at all.. why not put your money where your mouth is. You and me, right here right now, woman to woman. The loser hands in their notice at work first thing Monday. Oh, and the loser also leaves this house afterwards. The winner gets to sleep in your bed with your husband... well?"

Stunned but still livid, your wife instantly started stripping off. Her rival smiled as she too stripped down until they were both wearing only panties. Your wife laughed at her rivals breasts, thinking she wouldn't stand a chance.

The fight looked to be going her way as they came together. Your wife's large, heavy breasts swamped her rivals, but they were so big and sort the effect was slight. As the two of them began to grapple you saw her rivals strength was superior and it didn't take long before she had manoeuvred your wife into a submissive position and began grinding her pussy powerfully but sensually. Pinning her down and taking her closer and closer to orgasm until finally your wife couldn't resist anymore and shuddered and moaned. Her rival was far from finished though and ground out two more orgasms from your wife until she was a drooling mess. Then, close to the edge herself she clambered up and rode your wife's face to her own orgasm. A few minutes later she was dragging your wife to her knees and guiding her out the front door. Throwing her clothes after her she turned to you and told you to "call a cab for your wife, I don't want her hanging around out here while we're in bed".

It was at the moment when your wife looked away and her colleague straight towards you. At that moment you realized it could be possible to see those two fighting for you. You knew that your wife wasn’t a stranger for confrontating against another women and it looked like so wasn’t her colleague.

When the black girl came into the firm, your wife was her boss. After many different turns it looked like the table was going to turn around. The black girl would be promoted soon and she would be the boss of your wife after that. It definitely could be felt in the air as a heavy tension. Think it from the wife’s point of view: first she takes your promotion and then possibly your husband too? No way.

Through the whole dinner you have watched these two hellcats getting ready for the big upcoming battle. Starting from how your wife dressed to highlight her bigger boobs to her colleague. Dresses like that are never choosen accidentally. It’s a clear challenge every time.

But the black girl wasn’t going to back off. She knew that she would be beaten on the tit size department, but that’s not the most important thing between two proud women. What matters more is what you have in your womanhood. And she vas very confident about it. She was ready to beat this white girl pussy-to-pussy. She had usen it to get the promote and she would use it to get the husband. Oh what a night would this be!

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The younger woman who's just beaten and tied her is now stealing her husband away with frightening ease. Despite her life being turned upside down, she can't help but admire a woman so clearly her superior.

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I love a good evening fight, but there's something other level about a woman who is so dominant that her opponent doesn't Stan a chance.

So fucking dominant. 🔥

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It is a terrible combination, a work outing and alcohol, and it is made more dreadful by the office rivals butting heads and the very public nature of things.

Lisa in green was the boss's favourite until Kerry in yellow joined the firm. Kerry knew she'd usurped Lisa as top dog, and she took every opportunity to rub it in. On the day at the races, Lisa, and to be fair, everyone else, had drunk too much and decided to confront Kerry. She did it as she spied the younger woman leaving the toilets. Cutting her off, she began verbally abusing her. Kerry laughed in her face and pushed her out of the way. Lisa grabbed a fistful of hair from behind and jerked Kerry backwards onto the floor. Aiming a kick at Kerry as she lay at her feet Lisa was just a little too drunk to make a good job of it and Kerry grabbed her ankle and pulled her down onto the ground beside her. The two of them grappled on the floor, clawing at each other faces, biting, hair pulling and more. Maybe if they hadn't been spotted the two of them could have got away with it. Escaped and gone home claiming a headache or something. Unfortunately for both of them a small crowd of drunk, randy racegoers spotted them and soon there was a baying crowd surrounding the two dishevelled women as they tore at each other's clothes, spat and cried. The crowd attracted more people and finally, the fight was broken up by a bottle of champagne being emptied over them. Looking up from the floor their knickers showing, dresses torn from shoulders and breasts on display the battered women saw their boss looking down at them in disgust with Claire from accounts smirking beside him holding tight to his arm. "You're both fired!" he said before walking off with giggling Claire.

🟨 dress or 🟩 dress ?

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Tiwa knows her husband puts it around a little, and she forgives him. She knows men are led by their crotches, not their brains, but she doesn't have sympathy for the women he sleeps with.

Khloe would have been in trouble enough as it was; she'd slept with Tiwa's husband several times and bragged around town that he would soon move in with her. All of this put her on Tiwa's hit list, but now Khloe had really fucked up. She got far too bold, went to Tiwa's house while she was out and slept with him right there. Her biggest mistake was falling asleep afterwards. She was woken up by being dragged by the hair out of bed. Tiwa pulled Khloe out to the landing and kicked her downstairs. The white girl, still naked, sat dazed at the foot of the stairs and didn't recover before Tiwa was on her again. Once more dragging her by her her this time out on to the street in front of the house Tiwa knelt on Khloe's abdomen and proceeded to pummel her brutally until Tiwa's husband, fearing for Khloe's life, dragged his wife off of her. Tiwa glared round at the onlookers as she stood over Khloe's battered body and said "let this be a lesson to any bitch wanting to move in on my man!"

CATFIGHT

Who Wins ?

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The two sisters know each other so well, in fact, too well. They know the buttons to push to get a rise, and they know each others weaknesses when it comes to a fight. In front of everyone at the party, they needled each other until both cracked and the two of them went at each other. After a brutal fight that nobody could break up, the two sisters ground each other to a standstill. Bloody, bruised, hair dishevelled, clothes torn from their bodies, they lay there together. No winners, just two broken sisters.

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Declining Pop Queens Brawl

Britney Spears V Katy Perry

Katy has had some negative press recently, and she's dropped way down the list of pop queens. Younger, more relevant singers have pushed her aside, and she's not happy.

Like a lot of people who have been on top and find themselves pushed out of the limelight, she's decided the best way to get herself back on top is by crushing someone else. Britney Spears has long been away from the heights of pop stardom, but she's remained in the news for all the wrong reasons so Katy has decided she'll make a good sacrificial victim.

Britney agrees to a no holds barred, bikini cat fight to the end.

Britney

42 years old

5ft 4" tall

53kg

35-27-35

Katy

40 years old

5ft 7" tall

59kg

36-25-35

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Backed into a corner by the scorned wife, her pride kicked in, but she was out of her depth, and she knew it. She already regretted flirting with the husband, but regret wasn't a helpful feeling right then. She fought hard but without much hope, and in truth, she was hopelessly outclassed by the bigger, older, and angrier woman. As she lay there afterwards, sweaty, bruised, shuddering from the countless orgasms forced from her, her opponent stood over her smiling and said to her husband "I don't think you missed much with this one, she doesn't have much to offer".

- I fucking knew it! You’re dripping wet after flirting with MY man. Listen, you little bitch! If you want that BIG piece of him, you have to beat me first. Guess how many have managed to do that so far? ZERO! So think twice before making your move.