Jane and Susan ran into the other room, their voluptuous tits and *ss bouncing in the air with their flowing long hair, and donned short capes which were to be the token prize for which they would fight. The soft white silky rug under their feet provided a lush ring floor for these two soft bodies soon to grapple on and the red silk of Susan's cape contrasted sharply with Jane's green one.

The girls approached each other in the center of the room and stood n*pple to n*pple defying each other. Susan said with a sarcastic expression and a tilt of the head, "Back off, chick, cause I'm coming through. We both know that I'm more foxy, more strong, and just plain more." Jane jutted her hips forward, opened her p*ssy all the way and slowly, deliberately, watching Susan's expression closely, extended her long clit to it's full length of two inches. Susan, feigning a look of utter disdain, rubbed her hair once again from the nape of her neck forward to her face, snapped open her legs, then her p*ssy to its full extension and quickly lengthened her clit to its full two inches. Both girls could see that they were a perfect match for each other and with a primal cry that come from the depths of both of the feline's throats they ran together with the most titillating ferocity you had ever seen. Their bodies were pressed together along their entire lengths with their short capes flowing out behind them. Their legs had never been so beautiful, taut with the strain against each other, pushing with all their might against the other's. Tits mashed into each other and then separated as they moved the upper part of their bodies back and forth in a mutual hair pull. All the while their crotches were pressed tightly together.

Susan, seeing the waterbed some distance behind Jane, began trying to press her body against towards toward it. Jane, realizing what Susan was trying to do countered by locking her right leg behind Susan's left and tightening her grip to cause Susan to lose her balance. But it didn't succeed and Susan pressed Jane ever further backwards. In their titanic struggle the delicate silk of their capes was shredded and flew out about their bodies from the neck in tatters.

Finally the struggling girls reached the bed and Jane went onto it backwards with Susan still tightly plastered against her on top. The bed gave a great sl*sh and because of its giving surface enabled Jane almost at once to get out from under Susan. It seemed now that neither could care less who was on the bottom. All of their exertions were directed to interlocking their crotches and obtaining the best possible leg wraps. Barely had they achieved a mutually strong hold and tightened it together, struggling for a short while, when their legs would unlock and resume their explorations of each other to obtain a different lock.

Each time they would struggle in the hold until both girls were satisfied as to who was in the best position and what the rival's leg strength was in that hold. Their crotches remained always tightly pressed together even when their legs were sliding across, around, and between each other. Both girls were breathing heavily, their long tousled hair was tangled together with each other's, their bodies gleamed with sweat, their moistly sensuous red lips parted and nostrils flared as they lay cheek to cheek holding each other tightly in a mutual bear-hug. Each depended solely upon the senses of touch, muscle, tendon and bone to know where the other girl's legs were in relation to her own as they slid in indescribable ways across each other to find a better hold and to test each other's leg strength.

The action had been so swift and intense that you had no opportunity even to get close to them much less to feel them in their locks. Even so, you were beside yourself with excitement. NEVER had the two girls been more beautiful. The sheer feline ferocity of their encounter had raised them to the heights of the sublime. They were two love goddesses locked in combat for their man. Suddenly you thought, "Oh! If I had a camera, " when your musings were interrupted by Jane's breathless voice questioning Susan, "Are you satisfied with your holds?" Susan, still cheek to cheek said through clenched teeth, "Yeah, I'm ready to f*ck you dry, b*tch. How's that for a clit push?" and the two girls' bodies suddenly trembled together on the water bed. Jane tightening her hold and obviously paying her back, said, "Pretty good for a starter but you didn't push me in." With that the girls began to roll across the bed toward the floor without relaxing or changing their holds in the slightest. They made you think of what might be a newly discovered classic Graeco-Roman sculpture frozen in marble.

But how much more beautiful and vibrant was this "sculpture" as the two goddesses deliberately rolled together to the place where they could wrestle. Suddenly you realized that Susan and Jane had been testing each other out for the best leg locks with which to fight it out.

After what seemed an eternity, the exquisite b*ll of tangled flesh reached the edge of the bed and softly fell one foot to the pillows on the floor. The girls lay side by side and you noticed that they relaxed their leg muscles for an instant while the lower parts of their bodies rammed forward even closer than they had been and Susan said with teeth bared, "Now I've got you where I want you! Unhhh -- Ohhh." All the color left Jane's cheeks, her hands opened and stretched out as she screamed with p*in. Susan continued her aggression for at least a minute. As you unzipped your fly your c*ck bulged out from the pant crotch pant, the suspense of their intimate c*nt to c*nt wrestling, driving you to squirt c*m from a stiffening c*ck, although you couldn't see what was happening as they were so close together and Susan, victoriously looked up at you and said, "I just got a tw*t bite on her." Jane tried to move her crotch lips away from Susan's munching, labia where upon Susan whispered, "Oh no you don't. The only key you've got to unlock us is 'I give up, and you'd better'." Tensing the muscles of her legs, Susan indeed made it obvious, as p*ssy c*m squirted out from their entwined labia love lips, as Jane could not escape, and could only grind back with a wet c*nt to wet c*nt rocking motion, nor could Susan retreat from Jane without the other's consent. From your new adjusted view of their woman to woman c*nt to c*nt entwined struggle, you could see that they had both tied their leg knots perfectly. Locked into a f*ck fighting catball, as Jane pushed her crotch forward, wincing with p*in, and taking double handfulls of Susan's hair whispered, "I'll never say it!"

Susan made a facial expression of feigned disinterest, looked away toward you, smiled, winking, and also took double handfulls of Jane's hair and said, "O. K., chick, I can beat you up here too. Come on, come on, cat fight it out." Jane saw red. She pulled so hard that Susan's head stung and handfulls of hair came out by the roots. Susan retaliated in kind and both girls' screams filled the room for several minutes. Never had you ever imagined such savagery in your wildest musings. Then their eyes met and Jane said to Susan, "Now I'll show you what it's like to be c*nt bit." Susan found herself in a reversal of roles. Barely had Jane relaxed when both girls were biting the other furiously, bumping, grinding, screaming, cursing and pulling hair, as they went c*nt to c*nt and tooth to tooth.

As their mouths bit and chewed at lips and wrestling tongues, their hard two inch stiff mini clit c*cks, scratched at the other woman's c*nt lips and penetrated, h*tting hard at the soft labia love lips, that have wrapped around your c*ck in the past, but not kissed and sucked at one another while clits nercilously fused together and into the other woman's c*ck nest of wet flesh.

The more they f*ck fought the more both girls desired to subjugate the other utterly, to drain her of all her womanly energy, to eat her p*ssy with her own, to grind her to nothingness. There was no part of the body that shouldn't be fighting. Now it was important to be on top, just for the satisfaction it gave of being able to feel the other in a subservient position, starting a frenzied rolling catball of perfectly entwined wet squirting drooling flesh. First Jane, then Susan was able to roll their locked bodies over. Their mouths sought each other and they began to tongue wrestle, trying to push the other's back and down their throat, to chock and weaken the other f*ck fighter. Saliva drooled around their interlocked mouths and gradually the two girls became aware that they were getting beyond horny as clits and labia fused into a single pulsating squirting heartbeat of fuckery. If their c*nts could talk they would scream for your c*ck to penetrate them with your precum soaked knob leading the slide into their wet hot pulsating c*ck nest.

Tongue wrestling became interspersed with deep kisses, sucking each other's tongue as hard as they could. Clits jutted out and penetrated each other's melting squirting c*nt flesh, as tits doubled in size and both girls realized that this was to be a fight for total supremacy. The feeling of their rock-hard nipples having their own wrestling match enclosed deeply within. the combined mounds of tit flesh excited them. And now, after looking at each other they exchanged the first sexy suction kiss of the match. After a minute of mouth watering kissing Jane pulled her head back in astonishment and said, "So YOU'RE the one who taught him to kiss like that!" Susan said not a word but looked at both you then her with a knowing quizzical smile.

With their legs still in the mutual locks they now began to use their clits to arouse the enemy tw*ts again and again. With very l*ttle movement of the lower parts of their bodies they were able to s*x fight ever deeper. They now used their long nails playfull, teasingly to push against each other's skin, to pinch, to take l*ttle hair pulls.

At last you ventured to feel the two bodies tightly intertwined as you noted how each thrilled to the touch of your hands, and sweaty glutes, bounced against the wet tip of your stiff rod, but obviously needing that hard dripping c*ck between your legs, in their wet c*nts . You did not! want to interfere and thus, kept your touching to a minimum. Even in their exertions and in their yearning to win both girls said, "That's alright, h*ney. Go ahead, I can hold her. F*ck us both and right now!"

Then both bodies stiffened as though about to go off and their breathing came in gasps.

They alternately contracted and relaxed their leg and butt muscles sending waves of power down them throughout their length as your c*ck thrilled at the sight, as you were carefully inserting your engorged c*ck into each of their love h*les, with a sensual oozing squishing sound of grouplove, as they continued their catball rolling c*nt to c*nt, p*ssy fight for c*ck, but more slowly to allow you a chance to slide the long c*ck in and out, which only angered them more each time you pulled out and inserted into the other woman as she would roll on top. Hence, you felt guilty as their entwined cat fighting became even more br*tal with their rotating flesh fused catballing roll.

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P*ssy B*sm Tribadism Female Fighting CatFight Fetish Story Time 01 Jane and Susan's F*ck Fight for your C*CK with C4s.com

Pssy Bsm Tribadism Female Fighting CatFight Fetish Story Time 01 Jane and Susan's Fck Fight for your CCK with C4s.com