Bitter Rivals (catfight, lesbian F/F)

Charlene stood in front of the mirror in her private gym, her strong lean body glistening with sweat. She was wearing her tight sexy workout gear; a red sports bra and tight black gym shorts which clung to her sweaty muscular body. She was a magnificent sight, a sexy brunette, 5’8” and 70kgs of pure sensuality. She had just finished her intense full body workout, and was taking the time to admire herself in the mirror.

She flexed her biceps, and stood on her tiptoes to accentuate her meaty quads and calves.
“Damn, I look good!” she thought to herself.

She was going thru different sensual poses to show off her muscles in the mirror, and couldn’t help but feel a little bit aroused by her own body. Who could blame her, she had worked hard for her sexy body and she wanted to enjoy herself!

She took off her bra and stood topless now, her sweat soaked C cup tits glistening. She flexed her chest to make her tits bounce and then she started to pinch her nipples. Staring at her reflection in the mirror, she imagined what it would be like to wrestle herself.

Equals [FF]

We both stared daggers into each other’s eyes, breathing heavy from the anticipation. We were both 5’8”, 75kgs of lean brown she-muscle, and perfectly identical. We had found each other thru some sort of cosmic anomaly, when our worlds intersected she passed thru the veil into my world. The same looks, same tits and most importantly the same cunt between our legs. In all essences, I was facing myself!

So what do you do when you’re faced by someone who looks, sounds, acts and thinks exactly the same as you? We both knew what this meant; a chance to test ourselves against our one true equal, to pit our bodies against each other in every single aspect! We knew that we would both try to do the same thing to each other, and so we didn’t even need to speak, we were both thinking the same thing, we were both one person. There were no secrets between us, we were both just as perverted, and we both knew we would act out our deepest, darkest and nastiest acts on each other!

Ritual [catfight, fisting, anal, mff]

The king entered the throne room, wearing nothing but his crown and a toga. His dark skin glowing in the fire light with a sheen of sweat and oil. He was a well built man, with a bushy beard, broad chest and solid arms.

The throne room was empty except for a large round pit filled with dirt in the middle, with torches all around it to ensure whatever happens in the pit can be seen with utmost clarity.

After the king sat on the throne, he clapped his hands and from opposite ends of the room appeared 2 maidens. They were both stunningly beautiful, each with fair but tanned skin and curly hair. They were dressed in leather bikinis, wearing the tiniest g-strings that left very little to the imagination.

This was the traditional attire for the ritualistic combat of this kingdom. Every year, two of the most beautiful women from the land would fight each other to have the honor of fucking the king. This year, the two combatants were Liz and Kate. They were almost mirror images of each other. They had big voluptuous breasts and broad muscular shoulders. They had curvy but very athletic bodies, with thick muscular legs. Their bikinis were straining to contain their bulging tits and their tiny g-strings all but disappeared into their nether regions.

Sweet and sticky [MF]

Rod ripped the clothes off of Barbara with an animalistic urge. Barbara grabbed Rod’s thick, hard cock and gave it a strong tug as he undid her bra.

Rod grabbed Barbara by her neck and dragged her by the hair to his cock, forcing Barbara to kneel.

“Suck it, bitch!” commanded Rod.

“With pleasure, fuckface!” responded Barbara.

And with that she took the full length of Rod’s dick into her mouth. She flicked the cock head with her tongue, and spit on it. She took off her panties and started fingering herself furiously.
Rod started thrusting his pelvis harder and harder as he was facefucking Barbara, his throbbing cock gagging her.

“Slow down, I want that dirty thick cock inside me. I want your sticky cum!” said Barbara.

She stood up, with 2 fingers still in her pussy, and gave Rod a sloppy kiss. Spit flowed between the two lovers’ mouths, dripping on their embraced bodies. Their tongues flicked across each other like two dancing snakes.
Just then, Barbara had a really kinky idea; she ran to the kitchen and fetched some maple syrup.

“Oh you kinky girl!” said Rod provocatively, “You wanna get real dirty today huh?”

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Summer Heat [mf]

It was a warm day in the middle of december; the kind of day where being outside meant you were drenched in sweat. Rod was sweltering in his tiny hot apartment, as he lay on his bed, the fan was blowing only warm air onto his near naked body. He was a good looking man in his 30s, slim and toned with chocolate skin, which was further emphasised by the sheen of sweat.

As he lay there, his phone rang. It was Barbara, a girl he had recently started seeing.

“Hey, what are you up to? Staying cool in this heat?” asked Barbara.

“Trying and failing. All my clothes are wet with sweat, so i’m just in my undies. Still all hot and sweaty!” replied Rod in a playful tone.

“Oh, I see! Wink wink! Well why don’t I come over and try to cool you down?” Barbara said, getting his hint.

“Yeah, come on over, let’s cool each other down.” Rod replied eagerly.

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Battle of the immortals (Part II) [ff]

Liz, not to be outdone, spat back on Kate’s face. “Looks like this will be a dirty bitch on bitch fight then!” Liz yelled.

“No, this will be a bitch vs slut fight!” retorted Kate, and let fly another wad of spit at Liz’s face.

“Yeah, and you’re the slut!” responded Liz in kind, with a wad of spit of her own.

“Slut vs slut it is then!” spat back Kate.

“Come, fight me like the dirty slut you are!” With that Kate let her sexy mouth open wide, challenging her sexy rival.

Liz, recognising the challenge, spit directly in Kate’s open mouth.

“Spit back bitch!” growled Liz and opened her mouth wide.

Kate spat back into Liz’s open mouth and yelled “Take my spit you filthy slut!”

The two filthy ladies continued their spitting war for some time, each spit followed by insults.

“Fight me dirtier, slutty bitch!” Liz roared at Kate.

As if both could read each others minds, they both took a step back and started to piss on each other. Their golden liquid washing away the dirt on each others naked bodies, leaving them glistening in piss.

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Battle of the immortals

It was not a widely known fact that Liz Hurley and Kate Beckinsale were actually immortals who would come together once every 50,000 years to battle each other for several thousand years. Their hatred for each would drive them to fight with increasingly dirtier tactics and with more brutality every time they met.

The time of their meeting was once again at hand. The last time they parted, they agreed to fight with swords so each could taste the others blood. However when they saw each other this time, a more carnal desire came over them.

So instead of a sword fight, they engaged each other in a catfight, ripping and tearing each others clothes off, pulling hair and slapping each other with abandon. They were writhing against each others sweaty bodies and slamming their wet cunts together. As their bitch to bitch combat was heating up, they shoved their tongues in each others mouths, swapping spit and moaning while their cunts gush into each other.

Liz then says to Kate “Lets finish this bitch!”, and Kate responds “I’ll finish you slut!”

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