Title: Body-to-body war
By Catfight obsessed

Brunette Lindsey, fifty-nine, five-foot three and hundred forty five pounds had came in with her husband to one of their favourite dance clubs. They walked in amidst the crowds looking forward to getting things going that they were like two school kids going about on the playground. But as Lindsey got a bit careless as she brushed pass the crowd, not noticing someone’s leg stretched back, she tripped over it with her foot, she then toppled forward and ended up banging tit-to-tit with another woman’s large pair of tits who also seemed to have tripped and cartoonishly bouncing back up straight again.

Once both women recovered ready to laugh about it, their eyes bulged and jaws dropped when the saw who it was. The other woman was sixty-two, five foot four, hundred-five-pounds and shorter blonde hair and Lindsey knew her by Maria.

“What are you doing here!” demanded Lindsey.

“Don’t you remember?” grouched Maria putting her fists on her hips, “We use to come here all the time when we were friends.” She then suspiciously turned to Lindsey’s husband and gave him a dirty smile.

Stepping in front of him to block her view. Although there technically wasn’t anything else she could do in a joint like this, she tapped her nipples underneath her shirt and bra like a finger against Maria’s breasts like fingers and warned, “You just stay away from my husband got it.”

“Or you’ll what?” taunted Maria rubbing her nipples back against Lindsey’s mockingly.

Giving a fierce glare for an answer which Maria got, Lindsey grabbed her husband and stamped away.

Neither of them had allowed Maria’s presence to interfere with their fun however and got on with the dancing they came for. Her husband though was having trouble stopping Lindsey leading them towards Maria’s view swaying in her face.

But as time went by, the couple just wanted to sit down and chill. Needing to go badly however, Lindsey had left to run to the toilets. When she came back though, she wasn’t surprised when she saw Maria trying to snuggle up with his husband and insisting him to dance with her. Again although she wasn’t surprised, Lindsey had practically turned into the devil as she stamped over and kicked Maria in the shin.

“Ow what was that for!” hissed Maria holding tighter onto her husband.

“What do you think!” Lindsey kicked again and caused Maria to kick back. Infuriated at how she wouldn’t let go of him, the younger woman grabbed onto Maria’s hair and dragged her up onto her feet. From there Maria slapped her arms off her and the two grabbed their own waists and pushed tit together.

“Dirty slut what are you doing!”

“I told you to stay away from him!”

Everyone’s attention was being gathered as they saw the two women acting aggressively towards one another. They were even more turned on when they realised the reason they didn’t have foreheads together was because they had such big tits pressed against one another. The two twin mammoth balloons inflating and trying to break out of their clothes to batter one another was getting some of the men to woot.

Compressing their chests together harder, the women were beginning to stumble across the floor with their tall high heels as they tried to push each other back. This was getting the people really going at how those tits looked as though they were fighting on their own at the way they moulded and pressed against one another. Their tits were managing to slip or tear free of their confine to have piece of one another, Maria’s nipple climbing out to have a go at Lindsey’s, while brunette’s own was bursting through.

As things were really about to get going when the two grabbed onto each other’s hair, the bouncers’ had finally pierced their way through the crowd. Although they were enjoying this as much as anybody with the exception of the husband, they just as much enjoyed having the chance to show off their own size and muscle to disburse the crowd.

“That’s enough you two,” ordered one of the bouncers as he pulled Lindsey off Maria, “if you want to hash this out do it somewhere other than here like your homes for this is a dance club, not a wrestling ring.”

The two gave in once the bouncers had broke apart their legs that were tied together in an attempt to reel them back into one another. Soon as they had cooled the bouncers allowed them back onto the dance floor, but waited to escort them. It looked like they would have to drag them however at the way the two women just glared, but little to everyone else they were doing somekind of psychic telepathy with their eyes that discussed on how they wanted to do this. They then finally walked out with the husband and security behind them.

From then they stepped out into their cars with Lindsey’s husband in hers and drove off with Maria tailing them. Later they arrived at Lindsey’s home where the two women march in with the husband following them.

They then came into the sitter room, where the two faced one another in the open spaced place. Almost Lindsey was about to lunge at her, but noticed Maria undressing. Confused she watched her rival soon take her bra and spin it up at the air and shaking her now naked thirty-six c breasts. For a while Lindsey thought she was taunting her, but looked over her shoulder and saw her husband drooling at the sight. She failed to realise he was excited by the idea of how those breasts were going to tangle with hers rather than him rubbing against it, that the wife was twice as infuriated.

Nonetheless still not wanting to be outdone and knowing that it would lose points on her husband if she didn’t, she practically ripped off her own top and revealed her chest. She then anticipated what the blonde would do next and quickly took off her skimpy skirt and then her tiny thong, which she bundled up and threw over her shoulder at her husband to catch. Ticked off by that, Maria removed her underwear as well and made an attempt to throw it at him as well, but misfired and hit Lindsey in the face.

Knowing exactly who that was meant for and pissed off knowing he would collect it later, Lindsey reached down to unstrap her high heels, taking the first one off and firing it at Maria, the clumsly throw almost hitting her. Getting the same kind of anger now, Maria took off one of her high heels and threw it back, where they then raced to take off the other one. Almost at the same time they chucked the footwear, both would’ve directly hit into the other female’s head if it hadn’t been for hitting into another a fumbling off course.

With nothing left on their bodies that they could throw at one another and perfectly naked, the two charged at one another. They continued with was interrupted at the club, but with a bang as they collided tit-to-tit, nipple first of course that lanced into the other’s boobs just before they were followed by the boobs splashing against the other set themselves.

As they staggered around the floor once more, they were able to get their faces together this time, grinding their foreheads against one another until their heads rolled to be pressing cheeks pressed together instead. Their arms at first were being used to squeeze each other’s chests together to force those boobs tighter, but as Lindsey was getting disgusted with Maria in her face, although she knew it would be, she used her hand to grab the back of Maria’s hair and heave on it. With Lindsey’s husband facing behind her and knew he was getting turned on, Maria wanted to be the one to turn him on further and began using one of hands to give firm spanks at her opponents ass, making it ripple and flop.

Finding out they were getting dirty and guessing what the ass spanking was about, Lindsey knew what would turn on her husband further and that was her releasing the blonde’s hair and moving down to grab that bushy cunt of hers and pull on it. Giving a scream right in the brunette’s face for that, Maria quitted spanking her ass and rammed her fingers up Lindsey’s clit, the nails digging deep into that cunt. After that she wrestled them to move around forty-five degrees for the man to see, who was immediately turned on, not by just how these women were up against one another, with boobs mixing and hands all over their cunts, but how they were crushing and colliding against one another and just hurting those groins with their own bare hands was all so very exciting.

While he was getting excited, the two women were going into deep groans that sometime broke into random loud meowing sounds each time Maria’s fingers dug deeper into Lindsey and how Lindsey succeeded in ripping out more hair from Maria. Occasionally they would switch what their cunts were doing to the others groin like Maria pulling on Lindsey’s hair or Lindsey fingering Maria or both doing the same thing at once, with cunt tweezing or scratching to go with it. This went on for about ten minutes of excruciating groin torture, while their other arms were wrapped around keeping them squeezing their cunts together and their faces roaring and squealing one another.

But as Maria wanted to bring this hands-on cunt fighting to an end knowing if they kept it up they wouldn’t have a cunt left between either of them. Moving her hand off Lindsey’s pussy, she moved behind her backside instead and forced up against her and rammed her own back against it until Lindsey was no longer able to fit her arm in. The two half-hairy vagina’s burned against one another on contact making the two fighters shrivel.

With cunts no longer an option to focus on, Lindsey used both arms to hug around Maria’s waist and squeeze on her, aiming to crush their clits together more with their bellies as well, now aiming to suffocate her. Not giving in though or not that much phased by it at the very least, Maria took a moment to rake her nails across her backside before squeezing back.

The two at first were just heaving and hauling on one another, but as they began to heave harder, they began swing and rocking one another’s bodies and started dancing across the floor as they tried to take control of one another. Occassionaly they were fast spinning dances to slow grinding turns, but mostly they were just in one place were the two women coiled around one another, hips twisting and legs grappling and trying to grab the other or stamp one another’s feet.

As time went on about this the two were becoming aching and tired with how bruised and hurt their legs were becoming and their clits were getting no better with the way they had been grinding. Overcome by their underweight struggle, neither woman really cared so long as they were tearing into their opponent that eventually they lowered themselves onto their knees and then onto their bums.

With their legs no longer being used to hold them up, they became a second pair of arms as the ladies scrambled them behind their opponents bum aimed on atleast making them feel uncomfortable. Their cunts were more in contact now and the women hissed at their burning pain, but loved it due to it gave an idea of what their opponent was feeling that they rammed harder with their groins.

Tensions were flaring and this squeezing was becoming more evidently useless as both women were just too energetic or on fire to be knocked out like this. It started off with Maria now using her nails to rake and claw viciously like a savage beast at Lindsey’s back and buttcheeks, but Lindsey retaliated by removing one of her hands to press against Maria’s head and remove her snorting heavy breathing face away from her own, now smothering her palm and scratching at that face.

For a moment Maria didn’t seem to be doing anything about that, but eventually she withdrew her chest away from Lindsey’s. When she had their boobs were stuck together from all the dry sweat regardless of how heavy they were, it might have been possible they really had a mine of their own and were combating one another. Either way not satisfied with the amount of damage her breasts were doing and wanted a sure way of tearing them, Maria grabbed her hands onto Lindsey’s tits and squeeze on them.

With a terrible squeal, Lindsey almost went into a frenzy at her prized possessions being hurt like that, it had been bad enough they were up against someone else’s that in her opinion were of much ugly quality. She then moved both hands around to squeeze back at Maria’s.

They both tried to see who could squeeze the hardest, like trying to get a pair of thick balloons to pop out of each other. Getting frustrated though at how much their goods were being damaged, they tried harder to damage the other woman’s goods more that they began rattling on one another’s chests. Experimenting other ways to hurt them, they tweezed on nipples, clawed nails cross bags or slapped at them. Eventually they just settled with what they were doing at first.

Heaving against Maria though, the blonde was unsuspected at how hard she was pushing at her that she was practically almost didn’t notice when the brunette had pushed her back onto the floor. The wife was now over her pushing down on those breasts that were become soft and dough from all they were taking.

Not liking the idea of being on the bottom of her though, it gave Maria enough determination to haul on Lindsey’s boobs and roll them both to switch sides for her to be on top. From there Maria made sure to put those nails down on Lindsey and compress all her upper weight on those boobs. It didn’t take long though for Lindsey to do what Maria did and yank her off by the tits.

Like a train starting up, the two rolled across the floor having moments to be on top and press down and trying to flatten as much of the bags as they could, before they were rolled off. Soon though they were just rolling in an almost out of control motion. Their breasts were becoming harder to grip onto that they just went with hairpulling, scratching, facesmoother or hug and squeeze behind their opponent to make things more awkward or because it was easier. Their bodies whammed whenever one of the women’s backs hit the floor, their opponent applying much weight as she could on top before she got her turn to be hit to the floor.

Either way their legs at first just flopped out in the air, but when the women remembered they had those they used them to kick, scratch with their toe nails or tangle and knot up. They even tried to use their legs as brakes to try and stay on top for a few seconds, which only occasionally succeeded.

The husband was getting so erotically turned on by seeing how these two women were being so aggressive and tangled together. All that sweat dripping of their bodies and mixing together, that beautiful orchestra of moaning and screaming and seeing how the two applied their hated emotions to one another. It was like looking at heaven from a distance.

After five minutes of this, the two women were just so exhausted and getting nowhere were one of them remained on top. They decided to just collapse on their sides and leave it on that. Having more control over their arms and hands again, the women pressed against boobs again and pushed and flattened them. But getting an idea of how their opponent was adapting to the pain and be numb to it, they attack other places, raking across arms, slapping waists and smothering faces.

At the way they were being slid back across the floor, the only part of them that was left tangled and pressed together were their legs and there was room between their bellies down to their cunts to put their hands in. Neither of them wasted the opportunity once they noticed those vulnerable clits. They pulled on more pussy hair or hooked fingers in or tweezed on lips. But with how it was still difficult to fit hands in there and the way the squeamishly closed up still made it better to still attack elsewhere.

The two screamed and hollowed at how their treasury was being abused and harmed, but they began to roar more as they applied more effort into hurting one another. For a while there were more slaps and nail rakes at the juicy areas, giving all they got to hurt it. Though the two women’s energy was beginning to exhaust and expire throughout this long battle.

One suffering this the most was Lindsey, she blamed the wild dancing she had been doing before all this started and hoped she could regain it. Once Maria could feel the brunette’s hands begin to soften and weaken, she wasn’t going to let her have the chance to let her.

Releasing her legs from Lindsey’s and breaking them off, she clamped them around Lindsey’s waist and Maria pressed her groin against her waist, then began to get up and press her weight on her opponent. Lindsey had then fallen onto her back with Maria sitting on top now, twisting and slapping at those vulnerable boobs.

Trying to get her off, Lindsey smothered and pressed her hands all across Maria’s body, but her arms were so weak that they couldn’t heave. Eventually she was becoming too weak to do anything that she just flopped against the ground.

Although her opponent was evidently defeated, it wasn’t official and Maria wanted her Lindsey to make official and so reached her arm behind her own bum to begin fingering and scratching that delicate open pussy of Lindsey’s.

“Stop it,” groaned Lindsey weakly, wriggling to underneath trying to get her fighting spirit back. Ignoring however, Maria continued search her fingers deep inside to destroy her groin from within and used her other hand to hold against Lindsey’s left breast to balance herself so that she didn’t fall over embarrassingly.

“Just please stop- stop please!” begged Lindsey.

For about ten seconds Maria listened to the beautiful orchestra of Lindsey’s pleas, before finally getting off.

With fists on hips and chest out, proud as ever now that she had put that woman in her place, she swaggered her hips over to what she imagined would be the prize. Hoping now that she had shown who was the better woman, showing her devotion in a fiery manner and more suited for him, she had hoped to have won Lindsey’s husbands heart. She was at first stupefied to see how the man was still standing where he was, holding his crotch and gaping out in a trance looking at his wife.

At first believing he wasn’t getting over the site of two women rolling naked together, she later figured out it was probably more to do with the fight itself, otherwise Maria would be getting the sense that he would be hoping for a three-way.

In another predicament Maria would’ve probably have tried to harder to steal Lindsey’s husband, but satisfied enough with victory, she had to make do. Piling up her clothes in a bundle, she intended to sneak outside and change in the car, not wanting to let her guard down in the room with Lindsey still in it, but did take her panties to wipe off Lindsey’s cunt hair and probably keep them somewhere in her own house as a trophy, she walked out.

It then left the husband still half-trapped in a gaze and half-watching at what he considered was a turning on sight of his wife cringed across the floor, beat up and damaged by another woman. He was hoping there was going to be some sex to night.