Catfights and Nasty Bitches

 Catfights and Nasty Bitches sums it up

Catfights and Nasty Bitches is how I would describe girl-on-girl fighting porn. One of those that always has moments of aggression between girls. Men standing around watching and getting off. Some men think it should be thick, athletic women in wrestling matches. Perhaps skilled ladies and maybe some sloppy fights between angry girls that just land a few punches.  Most likely pussy mauling, slaps, nipple twisting, hair pulling. Never was I expecting what took place to involve me. I have always been quite the lady. That was until  I met “Carry the Cunt”.

Not dressed for a Catfights and Nasty Bitches

A few coworkers and I had planned for a night out at the newest hot spot in town. I was told early on that my arch-nemesis Carrie the Cunt would be there. She was that girl that got caught Fucking in the window with her boss.  We never did see eye to eye on anything. The other girls were concerned that when I had a few drinks I would start a fight with Carrie. Hence Catfights and Nasty Bitches.

I made sure to wear my hair in a very high fashionable pony. I slipped on my sky-high 6 inches metallic Blahniks, great for kicking in the crotch. Keeping my glam on, I wore a slinky midi dress that accentuated my petite frame but gym-honed figure. I upped the ante by forgoing my bra, accentuating my tits. Now I was ready to party….and kick-ass if I had to.

Fully exposed tits and ass We made it through dinner without killing each other. There were a few sharp digs she threw my way. I maintained composure and class. Sipping on Vodka and Cranberry. One of my coworkers asked me to dance.   Everyone knew he and I had a secret thing going on. We were having fun, out on the dancefloor. I was feeling super tipsy, and we were enjoying ourselves. Suddenly I felt myself being shoved aside.  It was Carrie who had taken my place on the dance floor with my crush.  That was it, I was about to start a Catfights and Nasty Bitches brawl.

My composure went out the window.

I walked right up to her and slapped the fuck out of her, right across her face.  Pushing her onto the floor and straddling her tiny frame. I could feel my dress riding up and exposing my ass. An audience quickly had gathered around to watch Catfights and Nasty Bitches.

Uncontrollably, I began to slap her over and over. She reached up to stop me and grabbed at the first thing that she could, that being the front of my dress. She pulled it with such great force it ripped my beautiful dress and exposed my tits. Reaching back up with her other hand she grabbed onto my nipples, pinching hard. I screamed and toppled over her.  She Threw me off and mounted me, not realizing her dress was half off, and her pussy was fully exposed.  the men drew closer, like a pack of hungry wolves.

The men had a better look at her pussy than her gynecologist. Right before I passed out, I felt Carrie grab a hold of my hair as she started to bash it on the dance floor. To hear the rest of my story about Catfights and Nasty Bitches, call me for fetish phone sex.

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