FreeCatFights

    "and We can expect Partly Cloudy skies-Uhhhhhhh....."
     One beautiful blonde weathergirl screams in surprised pain as angry fingers grab her long silky hair; a powerful jerk pulls her off balance and onto the nearby anchor desk.
     "Cut....CUT to commercial, NOW!"
     "Awwwwwk. Arggggh. What the hel-Umpfffh." Long sexy legs kick frantically as that tight short skirt slides high....an expensive fashionable heel flies through the air as rather stormy skies are predicted out of the cursing, screaming, weather beauties' sensuous quivering perfectly pouty lips.
     Slap. Punch. Scratch. Rippppppp.
     Both blonde hair and brunette hair is pulled furiously. Two beautiful faces morph into angry expressions; blouses are shredded, buttons fly, perfectly manicured sharp nails turn into hostile weaponry as the drop dead gorgeous brunette newsbabe engages in heated "conversation" with the sexy weathergirl.
     "NOBODY intereferes, got that?" the station manager announces as he motions security away from their intended targets. Both guys smile and dutifully step back.
     "-Been a long time coming," the manager states as he ducks a flying missile, a local sponsors pen holder.
       "Get her....Pound her...Scratch her eyes out...Pull her hair...." Many of the two contenders' female colleagues shout excitedly for their favorite.
       "Yeah, shred that blouse...Rip her pantyhose....Go for her bra.....All right....You betcha babe-STRIP HER!" Not exactly outright audible verbal instructions for sure, but You could just bet that the guys were thinkin' such steamy thoughts in the moment of catfight fever.....
      "Ouch. Stop...let go of my boob-Arggggh." The brunette did let go, but only for a split second. She nailed the blondes' sore breast with a hard punch, then began grinding her knee into her gasping opponents crotch. Enjoying being "top" babe, the brunette grabbed the left side of that sexy lace bra and yanked hard. The thin shoulder strap broke and a huge luscious breast bounced free as the sheer bra cup was peeled away.
     "Why you crazy bitch," blondie rasped; she reached up, grabbed a handful of dark hair with one hand, cupped the brunettes chin with the other; One hard pull on that soft dark silkiness, a hard shove, and a full body buck and Miss Newsbabe was having her worldview changed.
      "Whaaa-Oooooooh-Whoopssss." Thud. The brunette tried to stay steady on her feet, but lost her balance, down she went. The blonde was instantly upright; a hard kick to the brunettes ribs; she lunged, dropped down, grabbed the back of what remained of the brunettes' blouse and ripped it clean off. A long arm wrapped around the brunette's head; pressing pressure against her throat, the blonde soon was in a most optimal position.
      "You seem to dislike bras-so do I you uppity bitch....I've got something special planned for yours..."
       In one smooth oh so hot and sexy catfight move the blonde weatherbabe unsnapped the brunette newsbabe's bra, ripped it clean off, wrapped it around her lovely throat and jerked the gasping beauty to her feet.
       "Urggggh. Gurgle." The gorgeous topless brunette's big beautiful breasts bounced and swayed, her stiff nipples pointed upwards, looking like delicious "grapes" as the blonde forced her to stick out her magnificent chest. That beautiful face contorted in agony, those lovely lips quivered, her deep brown eyes widened, glazed as she struggled.
       "Sudden chance of severe thunderstorms...." someone piped up.
       "Yeah, and maybe some serious heat.....

I hope that there is more coming to this exciting story.

pete

     Weather data trumps Local News, or so it seemed as the angry blonde weathergal yanked the screaming topless brunette newsbabe around the room, smacking her into furniture, running her into walls.
    "Arggggh. Uhhhhh. Let go...you're choking me," the dazed dark haired beauty screamed. As she struggled and clawed at her own bra that seemed to be tightening more and more, her huge beautiful breasts bounced and jiggled most erotically.
    "Hey everybody, take a good look at her nice bit TITS," the blonde shouted delighting in forcing her rival to display her lovely chest. Jealousy perhaps?
     Bonk.
     "Uhhhhhhh." One nasty runin with with a big file cabinet. As the brunette bounced off the cabinet, her legs buckled. Blondie released the bra, drove a fist hard into the newsbabes lower back. A quick move-a perfect reverse headlock. Weatherbabe pulls newsbabe over to a nearby desk and wrestles her down. Papers, pens, everything goes flying. The blonde is soon in control sitting on the brunettes stomach.
     Slap. Slap. Punch. Luscious breasts assaulted by blistering backhands. Lovely face worked over with hard punches.
     "Nooooo. Pleaseee....my boobs, you're killing my boobs," the gorgeous dazed brunette bawls as the angry blonde slaps her breasts, socks them with solid punches. Suddenly the blonde grabs a sore breast in each hand, digs her fingers in deep and squeezes the firm tender jugs slow, hard, painfully. The beautiful brunettes flawless face grimaces in agony, her perfectly applied makeup begins to run.
     "Hmmmmm, this is soooo hot!" the station manager muses as he stares at the highly erotic scene. Knowing he should probably do something, he fails to notice a cute secretary zip towards the one sided "fight."
     "Okay, I think you're winning girl. Just want to add a bit of spice," the lovely redhaired intruder whispers as she reaches towards the blonde weatherbabe's back. She smiles mischieviously as she relieves the blonde of her loose torn bra. Can't resist. She gives the now topless blondes right breast a quick squeeze, flicking the erect pink nipple.
     "Finish her off already....Make her yours sweetie....then come and see me," the redhead whispers just loud enough for all to hear. Before the blonde can reply "Red" is back  with the rest of the onlookers. She twirls the blondes bra in her fingers.
     "Whaaa-ttt the hell-Ummmmm-Noooooo!" The brunette barely rasps out a protest as her weak legs began to kick. Through blurry eyes she sees the blondes hungry look. Fingers slip inside her skirt. Hungry, strong, dominating, searching, exploring fingers intent on conquest.
    "Oooooohhh, please.....noooo-uhhhhhh...."
    Slight chance of showers? And now for our top story....

I hope the blonde gets into a another catfight with that redhead secretary.

pete

     "Like this sweetie?" the hot blonde weatherbabe rasped as her hidden fingers continued their nastiness. The brunette newsgal breathed and hissed threats between her most reluctant but uncontrollable moaning protests. Blondie snickered, her eyes gleaming at a most delicious thought that struck like a lightning bolt. She yanked angrily, forcefully at her rival's dark hair with her free hand. A loud scream pierced the air and a handful of curly soft dark hair enclosed in a tight fist appeared. The women in the crowd shuddered; the men were speechless. Except for one usually timid intern.
     "Hmmmmm-looks like a double hair-pull-Yeowcccch," he said. He noticed a small piece of pantyhose in the blonde's talons.
     "Oooooooh sooo sorry-but I just love to pull hair," the blonde giggled as she opened her hand, made a sneering disgusted grimace, then opened her fist and released her handful of silkycurliness. An angry hand shot up and the brunette delivered a stinging slap to the surprised blonde's face. A hard punch to the jaw was her instant reward. The blonde wrestled her somewhat defiant rival till she was breathless. She ground her knee into the gasping newsbabes crotch hard, slow, painfully steady until the brunette was wimpering, pleading.
    "You really are a slow learner-I'm smarter, better, and so much hotter," the blonde snarled as she pressed her chest into her opponents.
     "Uhhhhhh.Oooooh. Unmppffh," the brunette moaned so erotically, so weakly as her equally big, equally firm, equally beautiful breasts seemed to be loosing the battle of "feminine charms." The blondes pink nipples seemed harder, than the brunettes brown nubs.But of course who knew for sure?
     "Yiieeeeeaiaiiiii!" the brunette shrieked as the blonde suddenly grabbed her fingers, twisted them hard as well as the wrist. Squeezing the moaning newswoman's fingers hard, painfully, the blonde whispered her orders loudly in a most dominating tone.
     "I'm good, but I really think you're better....-DO IT!" the weatherbabe commanded as she grabbed the newsbabe's sore hand and guided under the waistline of her short skirt.
     "N--nuuuh-Uhhhhh-Nooooo."  A flurry of motion underneath the skirt; the brunette winced, her legs kicked wildly then her entire luscious body stiffened, then relaxed. Only her labored breathing was audible, and those two huge beautiful breasts full of scratches and redmarks that sported those luscious mouthwatering thick stiff brown nipples seemed to catch the entranced onlookers attention. Then the mischievious snicker of the blonde as she watched her longtime rival work her own fingers in such a delicious submissive form of sizzle---surely there was a hot newstory here.....
     "Uhhhhhhh....Oooooooohhh. Ummmmmm."
     "That's it, concentrate, harder-faster-but DO enjoy yourself you hot big boobed tramp," the blonde teased. Her own temperature seemed to be rising; she felt strangely warm, a growing hunger yet satisfaction flooding over her as she watched her beautiful usually confident colleague under her spell.
      "Think it's time?" the words were barely audible.
       "Yeah, I think so-don't you...." Nods, barely detectable comments to the affirmative were whispered. The redhaired secretary felt two hands cup her small firm breasts. Her ultra sensitive small nipples hit PLEASURE MODE instantly. The cute Asian intern who had been working with the Newsbabe, and learning so much gave the redheads nipples a firm pinch and a lovely long moment tease before bidding the luscious mounds farewell.
     "Go get her-beat her up...take her down for me...."
     "And me too..." Similar sentiments were echoed by the small intense gathering of females.
      "Yeah, settle the score..."
       "Oh I will...."
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    "Yieeeeee!" The brunette's ear shattering scream and the agonized grimace on her beautiful face brought both smiles and winces to the spellbound onlookers. The blonde had suddenly thrust her hand up the moaning brunette's skirt; obvious pain from angry talons.
      "Time to take you down-for good!" the blonde hissed; both of her hands were at the brunette's lovely throat....squeezing, choking. She jerked the busty babe around, twisted her lovely body into the most erotic, painful hapless positions, all the while mocking her well known perky newsreporting catch phrases.
    "And now for our Top story-"Whaack, whaacck, whaacck. The blonde slapped her rival newswoman's face and those luscious big bouncing breasts.
    "Nipple pinching, and titty twisting-more violence on our cities streets," the weatherbabe mocked. The guys cheered, the women went crazy.
     "It's gonna be a boom for our sponsors," the manager said, only slightly disappointed that no news or weather would be broadcast.
      Bonk. Bonk. Bonk. Blondie smacked the dazed whimpering brunettes head into a wall, slipped behind her, cupped her huge breasts and squeezed them hard. Her long strong fingers clamped down hard on the thick tender rock hard super sensitive nipples and she twisted and pinched them ferociously.
      "Awwwwck. Argggggh. My boobs, my boobs, you're killing my boobs-somebody stop her-Yieeowwohhh!"
      "I really want to jump in," the redhead said as she licked her lips. The fight was making her incredibly hot-she wanted to take blondie down. She gasped as she felt warm hungry fingers at her breasts-DeJaVu? The Asian intern's warm breath was sweet. Somehow though she felt a bit uneasy-she'd seen this beautiful Oriental babe go at it with another employee in the parking lot. Poor lovely-she'd gotten beaten up and stripped down to her bra and panties in a New York Minute.
      Whaaack. Rippppp. Ripppp. Whaaap. The blonde was in total control and was slapping and stripping the newsbabe slowly, most erotically.
      "Come on-finish her....."
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This story is great.

pete

     "Hear that honey? They want me to FINISH you off," the blonde rasped as she clamped her fingers on to the squealing brunettes big stiff sore nipples. She pulled hard lifting the shrieking newsbabe's upper body off the carpet.
     "Such nice big tits-so much fun....." the sultry blonde weatherbabe snickered. She hauled the brunette to her feet, paraded her around the room courtesy a painful full nelson. Several guys copped a feel of those big beautiful knockers.
    -As did a couple of women.
     "Excuse me, but I deserve something!" The redhead pushed forward, and to everyone's delight she walked up close, reached out and gave the brunette's boobs each a good stinging slap.
    "Argggggh. Yeowwwch. Why you bitch," the brunette hissed. Red slapped her face.
     "Hold her-hold her tight," Red demanded. Puzzlement, surprise, but delighted surprise-from most. All figured that Red liked the brunette. Or so it had seemed quite often.
     "Gosh their big, so BIG and beautiful," Red rasped, her voice chock full of catfight lust. She cupped the lucious left globe, lifted up, squeezed the mound with both hands causing the luscious mouthwatering nipple to jut out most erotically. One hungery skilled, tongue flitted out-teased, slurped-teased again.
     "Ummmmmm-Oooooh." The brunettes lovely face released a low moan, flushed.
      Silence. Stunned silence. Well except for the soft moaning and a bit of heavy breathing.
      "Hey wait a minute-what the hell are you doing? I get to finish her-I started....."

I think the blonde and redhead are going fight over the brunette.

pete

True story...I have a niece who applied to be a weather girl on the tv station here  and had to go up  against  another girl for the audition. My niece did not get the job and my wife said that it was a real bitter rival between the two girls because our niece did not like the other girl and she did not like our niece.  Just hearing her say that aroused all kinds of fantasies in my mind about the two girls having to fight for the job and I am aroused for the same reason every time I see the winning weather girl on tv.

     Wham.
     "Ouch-that hurt your crazy bitch."
      Angry and horny (a hot combination in a catfight), the blonde weatherbabe suddenly released her brunette rival; she stepped to the side, grabbed the redhead by her hair, jerked that lovely head hard; those luscious lips quivered with anger as the stiff nipple instantly felt "deprived, abandoned?"; the blonde snickered as she noted the surprised look on red's face; a quick hard slap to that lovely face.
     "I'm free-gotta run, gotta get away," the brunette newswoman thought. One step, then two, then...
      "Argggggh. Aieeeee." A nasty hair pull; a vicious tug on that torn, sexy skirt. A punch to the belly.
      "Gotcha!" Times three. Blonde, redhead, and Asian moved in fast. A most erotic, exciting scene as the three lovelies quickly caught their gorgeous escapee.
      "Pull her hair. Slap her. Strip her. Squeeze her tits. Pinch her nipples." Silent cheers most enthusiastically shouted in the catfight fever struck room full of such dedicated workers.
      Yes, silent wishes can be granted. The angry blonde was all over her rival, slapping, pinching, squeezing her sore beautiful breasts. The redhead, angry, but oh so horny and a tad jealous pulled at the luscious silky dark hair, swatted at the blonde's hands and those lovely boobs as much as she could. An occasional light "tap" to the belly and crotch gave her immense satisfaction and turned up the heat welling up within her.
      Rip. Ripppp. And more rippppp. The Asian intern slowly shredded the newswoman's skirt, then her pantyhose, much to her own delight as well as the excited onlookers.
      Her fear, soreness, pain, etc slowly turned into rage; though frantic and desperate the outwomaned brunette made a last ditch fight for freedom. Her sharp talons slashed, grabbed; the redheads blouse ripped open, buttons scattering. A sexy lace see through bra came into full view. Several happy comments followed. Those thick luscious pink (almost red) delicious nipples, perfectly erect, ready to poke holes through the sheer bra-cups. Ummmmmmmm.
       Bonk. A lucky fist smacked into the Asian's forehead. Hard. The Asian beauty cut loose with some really hot threats as she took a step back.
       Blondie laughed. An angry fist smacked into her ribs, long fingers sunk deep into her luscious breast.
      "Not so funny now, huh you stupid blonde bimbo?" the intern snipped, relishing the weatherbabe's shrill shriek.
       Red shouted at both of them, ordering them to focus on their main "objective." All newsworthy people should remain focused right?
       Whammm. Whunk... Again surprised whimpers of pain. One desperate, dazed, almost breathless newsbabe tries to escape; this time four steps.
       "Aieeeee." A handful of hair; three punches, one to the ribs, one to each breast; a knee to the crotch; a most sexy erotic sensuous "wedgie" courtesy those now torn pretty panties.... a good solid breast claw-times two-one from red; one from blondie. The three took the one towards the ladies room, rather the posh ladies "lounge" as it was referred to. A bit of plush luxury in an otherwise cheap newsplace setting.
       "Argggggh. Stop...let me go, pleaseeee; where are you taking me...please somebody stop them....my boobs, my hair, ouchhhhh. That hurts down there...." the dazed brunette weakly swatted at those offending hands that were determined to "direct" her to a more private place....She moaned and groaned, some pleasure, mostly pain. The Asian beauty's extremely talented fingers knew just where and how to touch her "southern territory."
       "Okay, everybody....let them go...." The two burly security guards were back on the scene; loaded for bear....they took up their posts at either side of the first door into the lounge. Reluctantly all stopped; standing around silently they listened.
       "Oucccch. Ooooooooh." Moans and protests of pain, pleasure. Giggles.
       "Yeah-feel her up good."
       "How 'bout a kiss honey?"
       "Such nice lovely TITS-they look a bit sore, a bit tender; need some tenderness?"
       Ummmmmm-Ooooooooh-stop-please-Ummmmmm.
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    (More to come, I mean cum?....._)

       "Hey, we want to go in...Please?"  The plaintive cries of almost the whole support staff, several managers, even cameramen were crowding as close as they could towards the two security guards.
       "No way-we have our orders-ya can't go in there," one guard said angrily. He did have his orders; truth be told they came from very high up. He smiled at the thought of who had actually given him the order for all to stay out.
       "Let 'em fight. Say nothing to anybody that I have arrived. Escort me to the ladies lounge. Those crazy broads will undoubtedly finish up in there. Then I will have some fun. If you're nice, I remain undetected, and I get my wish, you'll have some fun too. Activate the security camera that only you and I know about; Do I make myself clear?"
       "Can't wait to see the action," the gruff security guard thought as he heard the sexy erotic "catfight screams, and sounds" coming from behind the door. The uppity stuck up news babe was moaning with pleasure more than pain and he could only imagine what those lovely babes were doing to her. He secretly wished that that hot Asian intern was getting most of the action. And the blonde? Maybe she was actually causing some "tropical heat" or "heavy precipitation?"
       "Aieeeeeee. Noooooo. Let me Gooooo...."
        Whammmmm.
        The lounge door flew open-a blurr....fast movement....another blur.....
        "Awwccccck." Whoooshhh. Whump.
         The fast moving blurrrr turned out to be that lovely blonde weatherbabe...seemingly running for her life (and dignity). That lovely silky hair flowing, those beautiful full breasts bouncing. Several yards of freedom, then she tripped. The angry sexy furious redhead closed the gap, grabbed for that lovely blonde hair; a most sexy erotic tackle. The two beauties went at it like two hellcats....
        The crowd had scattered instantly as the blonde shot out the door; a pathway for the escape through the excited group. Now the crowd formed a circle, close around the two sexy warriors; close, but not too close.
         Whhhhaccck. Whaaapppp. Slaps, punches, scratching like wildcats, and the fantastic ripping of clothing. Red seemed to be winning at punching, slapping. Blondie won as she shredded the redheads blouse, broke one strap of the sexy see through bra and yanked the bra cup down exposing the thick pink fully erect nipple. A good tear on the side of the short skirt-lovely leg; and a mess of holes those ultra sexy black fishnet stockings. Only one heel remained.
       "Hmmmmmm. Nice souvenir," a cute brunette mused who had picked up the stray heel; as she stood several feet away she admired the footwear. She looked over at the sexy redhead and silently wished she was the blonde. She knew she could take the redhead. She felt sooooo hot.
       "Awwwcck. Argggggh." Red groaned and snarled as the blonde put her in a headlock and clamped her fingers down on her exposed breast. Sharp nails dug into her tender aerolae; a thumbnail pressed against her stiff nipple. With a low sexy groan the blonde slowly got to her feet pulling the redhead with her.
       "Umpppfffh." The redhead shot her fist into the blonde's belly; a quick hard upper body twist; a backfist to the blonde's nose; an elbow to the ribs. A quick move; red's arm snaked around the blonde's throat. Two punches to the lower back.
       "Uhhhhh. Ooooooh."
       "Okay Miss big boobs. I'm really gonna kick some blonde ass...."

This story is really getting exciting.

pete

    "Give 'em room! Give 'em room!!!" one really smart excited onlooker shouted. As the blonde staggered, having luckly made it to her feet and desperately tried to escape the fiery redhead, the crowd obediently stepped backwards, instantly enlarging the office "catfight arena."
    Whump. Thunk. Bonk. Slap. Whaack. The sexy redhead was all over the blonde, landing fast jabs to her belly, ribs and back and targeting those gorgeous full beautiful breasts. Suddenly a hard low punch; the tight fist slammed into the weatherbabe's lower belly just above her pubic mound.
    "UHhhhhh," blondie gasped as her long lovely legs buckled. Red grabbed a double handful of that beautiful blonde hair and held her fully upright.
     "Oh, I'm sooooo sorry; did that hurt? Didn't mean to leave you breathless and weak?" Red snickered.
     "You've been naughty-and lazy..You'd better shape up and give the weather report, dont cha think?
C'mon get those big boobs in gear, let's go-"
      "Uhhhhhh, please...Ouchie. Somebody stop her."
      Blonde weatherbabe winced, moaned, groaned and pleaded, but Red totally ignored the pleas and led her towards the big weathermap. One hand buried in that luscious blonde silk; the other hand on one of those beautiful firm breasts; including some expert pulling on that rock hard sensitive nipple.
      "Okay, Miss big boobs-how about first the weather for the mountains?" Red snickered as she spun the blonde around and sent her flying facefirst into the "mountain range" area of the map. Two huge "mountians"  slammed  right into the mountains, (well so to speak). Red lunged, grabbed the weatherbabe, spun her around, pushed her backwards into another section of the weathermap.
     Whoosssh. Thunk.
     One lightning fast move as Red raised her leg and slammed her knee into the blondes "valley" region.
     "How 'bout the weather in the valley, huh sweetie?" Red stepped back to enjoy the blondes' gasping groans as her hands dropped to her crotch. (A bit too late to avoid the approaching storm).
     "Wow-unbelievable. She's actually speechless," Red announced loudly as she smiled at the onlookers. She pranced a bit, winked at a couple of managers who she wanted to impress. To the delight of the crowd, she cupped her own breasts and tweaked her nipples; one through the remaining sheer bra cup, the other completely exposed.
      "Wanna see some more action-how 'bout it everybo---UHHHHH?"
      Overconfident smirkiness disappeared; in a nanosecond.
      Red's face blanched as her lower back exploded. The second blow to the back of her neck sent her staggering forward. As angry fingers grabbed her from behind, her arms flew upwards. Her upper body arched backwards.
      "Now-it's my turn!"
       "Aieeeeeeeee..."
   

Looking forward to more of this exciting story.

pete

    "Gonna tear this red straggly mess out, strand by strand," the angry blonde weatherbabe hissed as she yanked furiously at the redheads mussed up hair. Red's firm perky breasts and fully erect nipples pointed skyward as the blonde almost bent her over backwards as she jerked her around by her hair. The torn blouse hung loose; those firm flat abs seemed to ripple, fully exposed. Was that a glimpse of her undies?
    "Yeah get her. Give her payback!" Several cheered the blonde on. The more they cheered, the angrier blondie got and the more meaner she felt.
      ("Stupid bitch. How dare she take my "fun" away-I soooo wanted to take her down; AND--)...the blondes dreaming of her anticipated brunette rivals conquest faded quickly as she felt pain in her wrist. In desperation the redhead had grabbed a wrist and was digging her sharp nails into the tender flesh with all her might. Breathing heavily, winded and still feeling the pain from the suprise wicked blow to her lower back and kidneys and that nasty bop to her neck, she hoped to inflict her own damage.
     "Awwwwwccck." Wham. One hard punch to the side of the face. Then sharp nails dug into her attacking hand, between thumb and forefinger-Tender spot. Titanic agony. Her scalp exploded with fiery pain and she felt herself being jerked, pulled off balance, then hauled at breakneck speed, forward, to her right.
     "Whaaa-?Uhhhh, Pleaseee--"
      Bonk-Clang.
      "Like the new copier machine? I thought you'd like to be the first to try it out-you know, you and you're great office skills," the blonde smirked as she watched the redhead bounce off the new machine, just delivered.
       "Uhhhmpfffh. Oooohhh," the redhead gasped as she rubbed her sore head gingerly. Her vision was blurry. She felt dizzy. She heard her blonde rival making fun of her. She heard several onlookers cheer for the weatherbabe, not her; how awful.
      "Now, off with your bra, bitch!" the blonde sneered as she rushed in, grabbed the back of the torn loose bra and yanked hard; with her free hand she yanked that lovely red hair, jerking the redhead upwards and spinning her halfway around.
      "Yeah, all right-strip her!" one of the lucky lady onlookers shouted. She indeed was lucky as only a few had been able to squeeze in the narrow hallway towards the new copier.
      "Oh my, such nice tits. Perfectly perky," blondie said as she snapped a hard punch squarely into Reds left breast. The knuckles slammed painfully into the redheads tender aerolae and that luscious super sensitive nipple.
      "Arggggggggh," Red bawled as tears welled up in her beautiful eyes.
      "Ohhhhh-did I make you cry? I'm soooooo sorry," the blonde weatherbabe mocked.
      "Hey now, don't go soft-kick her hot little ass," one lady shouted, obviously concerned there might be a lull in the action.
      WHAAAACKKK.
      Blondies' face felt the stinging wrath of a well placed slap. Weak, but full on...Ouchhhh.
     "Why you stupid broad-now I'm gonna really getcha...."
      Slappppp. Slaaaapppp. Slaaaaappp!
      Rippppppppp-

    "My money's on Red!" one of the women closest to action exclaimed. The attractive Hispanic reporter had squeezed through the excited crowd, rudely pushing her way crowded narrow hallway to the latest
"catfight arena" complete with the newest high-tech copier.
    "Don't be to sure-Ya just can't stop the weather," another woman laughed. She shouted as the beautiful almost completely naked blonde weatherbabe landed several solid punches to the redheads face and ribs. Red screamed and sunk her fist square into the blondes pubic mound. A double handful of blonde hair, frantic screams, and red pulled blondie to the copier, opened the cover and with an angry burst of strength slammed the weatherbabe chest first onto the cold glass.
   "Yeah, copy her knockers!" a normally reserved office dude shouted at the top of his lungs. He was glad he had weasled his way through the crowded gleeful office. He was betting on Red.
    "Excuse me, excuse me, coming through." One lovely young Asian woman (she had came into apply for a position) decided to see how the Asian reporter was doing in the ladies lounge. After all she was her best friend. She found this action to be incredibly exciting and was sure glad she had gotten up early, dressed her best and applied this particular day. She had no idea that the local news and weather station offered such incredibly HOT benefits.
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    "Uhhhhhh. Stoppp. Let me goooo. Uhhhhh. I can't breathe-you're hurting me!" the beautiful brunette newswoman gasped, her long sexy lovely legs kicked wildly, her luscious body struggled against the Asian interns long, ultra sexy strong legs. That short tight skirt was clean up against the Asian beauties
waist.
     "Please-let me go...You're my friend-I trained and taught you," the newswoman whimpered, full of breathless unbelief as precious air escaped her lungs. Her full firm beautiful breasts jiggled as her chest heaved. She was getting soooooo weak.
     "That's it. Give it to her good you hot little bitch!" Beautiful eyes focused on the sizzling struggle. Perfectly sensuous lips parted just enough to allow the hungry tongue to slide back and forth; anticipation welled within the tall slender beautiful redhead. She swallowed hard, she felt so incredibly invigorated, hotter than the hottest hot. Catfight domination hot. Her steely hungry eyes met the newswomans glazed pleading eyes. She smiled. She watched the young Asian beauty wrestle her older bustier prey into complete submission. An arm slipped around her throat. Legs tightened even further. A free hand captured a luscious breast. The Asians' long strong fingers clamped down hard on a beautiful thick rock hard nipple.
     "Yes. You're doing great. Take your time. Make her yours. Squeeze her breathless. Make her beg," the redhead smiled as she licked her lips. She noticed the Asian's torn blouse, the half exposed sexy bra, the stiff nipples, the torn pantyhose.
     "Hmmmmmm. Finally enjoying the perks of power," the redhead mused. She owned this delightful experience. For real. She owned the station. Finally, a really good (and hot) investment. Only the most beautiful sat as anchors. And the reporters-the best. The hottest. Herself a catfight afficiando, she had initiated some rivalry; through innuendo, rumors, whatever. She had her ways. Ghost emails, ghost texting. Now it was paying off. A little, "Tit for Tat."
     "Gosh, you're hot, sooooo HOT....."
     Whaaack. Whaaack. Whaaack. A little too much fiestiness from the frantic weatherbabe-perhaps a last ditch "go for broke" attempt to escape those breath stealing legs. Or that titty torture.
      Slaps were her reward. Slaps to that lovely face (though the pricy makeup was royally smudged) and slaps to those beautiful big breasts.
      "That's it, swat those big boobs sweetie."
      "Owwww. Ouchieee. Owwwwieee....-somebody help...."

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pete

   "That's it, use your legs-those beautiful long sexy delicious mouthwatering legs." The steamy, erotic, exciting thought wisped through the stations owner as she watched the young Asian intern once again take total domination over the lovely brunette newswoman.
     "Uhhhhhhh. Unggggggh." Pant-pant. Gasp. Ultra sexy moans and groans escaped the newsbabes' lips as her young rival wrapped her legs around her waist and squeezed-long and hard. One quite talented hand and fingers worked over a luscious breast; squeezing, clawing the full firm love orb, perfectly manicured talons pulled, tweaked, twisted, pinched the thick rock hard nipple. Pain-pleasure; Pain-Pleasure. Catfight perfection.
    "Hmmmmmm. I do wish for a bit more excitement, challenge. The hot young bitch needs to work a bit," Red mused as she wiped the perspiration from her forehead. The "fight" though incredibly one sided was making her hot, thirsty and oh sooooo very horney. She moved towards a small elegant table. The smooth rounded edge suddenly felt good as she pressed herself into it.
    "Ummmmmm," the dignified sophisticated station owner found herself slightly out of her usual poised control as her pubic mound pressed against the elegant table. She was engulfed in watching the incredibly sexy catfight-between her "favorite" newswoman and that most delicious Asian intern.
     "What the hell-Ripppppp-SLAP!" A sudden unexpected grab for that torn silky blouse-one good hard pull. One lovely silk blouse ripped clean apart; the startled intern screamed then slapped her brunette captive hard. Newsbabe snickered; every muscle in that luscious big body tensed; bare heels dug into the plush carpet; "Uhhhhhhh." An incredibly delivered full body buck-a scream.
     THUNK.
     Two beautiful brown almond eyes rolled, glazed as the lovely intern's head smacked into the nearby wall. Long legs and arms flew out; temporary loss of control. Angry fingers buried deep into thick silky jet black hair.
      "Uhhhhhhmpppfh."
       One beautiful young Asian was in full throttle upwards flight, courtesy the angry newswomans' fury and "second wind."
      "Aieeeeee-Wham." Loud scream cut short courtesy rapidly moving hard wall. The angry brunette newsbabe slammed her "friend and supposedly loyal mentoree" face and chest first into the wall. As that stunned loveliness bounced off the wall, a vicious hair pull, a spin around, three blistering slaps to that beautiful face, a well placed knee to the pubic mound gave the instant impression of "EXCITEMENT, yes and CHALLENGE."
      "Stunning, absolutely stunning-she deserves a raise and a special "Congratulations" the redheaded owner thought as she watched the exciting action continue. After bonking the younger womans head against the wall, the furious newswoman stripped off her rivals torn blouse. She grabbed the left shoulder strap of the skimpy sexy bra and yanked down and sideways hard. Instant exposure of that luscious perfectly rounded firm perky breast. A nasty punch; third knuckle smashing into that long stiff brown nipple.
      "Arggggggh. Uhhhhhh." Those beautiful long legs buckled. Newsbabe delivered two more slaps to the face, ripped the torn bra clean off, punched the other breast, grabbed a double handful of that long silky hair and threw the young babe around the room like a rag doll.
      "Enjoying the show, lady?" the newswoman hissed as her beautiful eyes met the hungry lustful eyes of her real boss. For a second, and only a second the steely redhead felt fear. Suddenly the brunettes eyes softened, she smiled and threw the stunned now topless intern towards a plush sofa.
     "Yes, carry on-get her!"
      "Yieeeeeeeeee."-

and meanwhile ..what is the blonde doing?

     "Anybody want a copy?" the beautiful redhead shouted as she held down the screaming busty blonde weatherbabe.
     "Bet that's cold on those big hot boobs of yours, huh?" Red mused as she hit the copiers repeat button. Several excited onlookers grabbed for their own personal copy of the luscious weatherbabes knockers-nothing like your own personal "catfight at the local newstations" souvenir. And those big luscious boobs-how nice!
      "Let me go-I'm gonna kill you, you carrot-topped witch," the blonde hissed. She kicked and writhed frantically as red tried to hold her down, pushing hard on her back.
      "Yeowwwccch," the redhead shrieked as her foot blazed with sudden pain. The blonde had slammed her heel down hard on the top of her rivals foot. A blast of energy; the weatherbabe was upright, spun around and backhanded the groaning redhead hard across the face. A double handful of that  beautiful
"carrottop?".
      Whumppp. Blondie gasped and cut loose with an earpiercing shriek as a punch to her ribs knocked her off balance.
      "Need some help?" The redhead smiled as she looked up and watched the lovely Hispanic reporter grab the blonde weatherbabe by her hair and pull her around the small room slamming her into walls, a cabinet and yes, that brand new copier that seemed to be getting a most wonderful "breaking in."
      Bonk. Bonk. One lovely blonde weatherbabe was once again in such hot exciting catfight trouble. The Hispanic reporter was drop dead gorgeous-beautiful face, trim fit body, beautiful large firm breasts, jet black hair-just past shoulder length. Fiery brown eyes, and legs-Ummmm-Ummmmm. And those high sexy high heels. Short skirt.
     "Hey don't damage the copier," Red shouted as she watched the dazed blonde's head bounce off the innocent machine.
      "Wanna copy of something more interesting than those big boobs-huh people?" the Hispanic reporter laughed as she welcomed Red back into the tussle. She knew she'd need help now. The blonde was frantic and furious, struggling, kicking, scratching-she didn't know for sure what her latest opponent had in mind, well at least she didn't know for sure. With a wild swing she knocked the reporters glasses off.
     "O.K. Miss Blondie, that does it-here help me get her!" Red grabbed a handful of blonde hair and an arm.
       Whumppp. A hard fist to the weatherbabes belly. A kick to her crotch. She gasped, her legs turned to rubber; strong sexy hands grabbed her legs, just below the knees. A frantic scream, a weak quite erotic protest-"Please No; What are you doing? Put me down?"
        A most hot exciting struggle ensued. The luscious blonde squealed, squirmed and screamed as her two opponents placed her most "prized personal possession" on that cold hard glass. A button was pushed. (Oh come on, YOU ALL know Which button). A whirring sound. A flashing bright light.
       "I get the first copy!"
       "Like hell you do-I'm first."
        "Oh my, blonde hair-don't ya just love it? And to think we get a copy of her hair? It's so fuuny-so erotic," one very quiet dignified older woman said as she licked her lips. She had come in much earlier to be interviewed about her special cat, "Tabby."
        "Tchhh-tccch-Hmmmmm. And I get to see a real Cat Fight," she mused as she watched another copy fly out of the machine. She laughed, reached out to grab it----

     Meeewwowww. Real cat-"Tabby" with a feline shriek ran for cover under the copier.
    "Aieeeeee. Put me down you crazy bitches-Arghhhh." The gorgeous desperate, kicking screaming, squirming weatherbabe struggled frantically against her two lovely assailants.
    Rippppppp.
    "Why you blonde bitch" POW. The Hispanic reporter slapped the blonde weatherbabe hard across the face, then looked down at her torn blouse. Her beautiful large full breasts bulged out of the lace bra cups-now fully exposed, courtesy the blondes desperate fingers.
    "Gotta get Tabby" the older woman shouted as she shuffled past the three combatants. She screeched to a halt (well maybe, not "schreeched"); smiled mischieviously, then reached out and suddenly grabbed a handful of the weatherbabes thick pubic hair. She yanked hard, heard the surprised, embarrassed, pained scream, then squeezed the mound good and hard.
    "Good, not only got a picture, but got the "real thing," the older woman muttered to herself. She clutched the copy, (one of many made) of "the real thing," in her hand. She made tracks, bent low and reached for the frightened cat, peering out from under the machine.
    "Lets go home Tabby-too much action for us."
     The excited crowd, parted letting her muddle through.
     "C'mon get her-get her good..." Excited shouts, one sounding really desperate brought everyones attention back to FUN.
     Whaaack. Whaaack. Whaaaack. The beautiful Hispanic reporter seemed pleased as punch as she delivered fast stinging slaps to the squirming blonde weatherbabes face and beautiful breasts. Red was doing her best to hold her somewhat still.
     "Yeah whack those tits-smack that pretty face."
      Suddenly the reporter stopped, her raised open palm in midair. She stepped back. Four beautiful eyes locked; the whole place went into slow, slowwww, slowwwww motion; the time warp: catfight LUST.
      "Stop! Lets really have some fun-Understand?" Red's eyes, her perfectly sensuous lips moved in silence; Silent, sensuous, succinct instructions-Clearly heard, excitedly, longingly, lustfully received.
       Full, beautiful hungry lips, formed the words.
       "Yeah, I hear you...let's DO her." Beautiful brown eyes, the kind you could get lost in, sparkled, signalled the change in Catfight Warfare Tactical Strategy. One hot reporter, who was so mad, had her glasses slapped off and broken, was now ready for some revenge. She licked her full lips. She smiled as her eyes continued to stare into the redheads eyes. Two against one.
       "What? Whats going on? Whacha gonna do to me? Let me go...Someone help..." A few, just a few mumbled unpleasant thoughts raced through the beautiful blonde weatherbabes head as she suddenly noticed the redheads stiff rock hard nipples press against her upper back. She struggled. Reds sharp nails, strong fingers held her hard.
      A downward glance.
      "Oh my, they're huge." Blondie swallowed hard as her eyes focused on the beautiful dark haired reporters impressive chest. She noticed the erect nipples pushing against the thin see through part of that darling cute sexy bra.
      "Wanna have some fun honey? I hear the weathers going to get warmer--

     "Warmer, hotter-HOT!"  the redhead dug her sharp nails into the tender sensitive  flesh, of the squriming blonde weatherbabe and felt herself quivering with catfight lust as she looked into the hungry, mischievious sparling brown eyes of the reporter.
     "This is gonna be so much fun," the busty darkhaired spitfire taunted as she thrust her huge firm bra-clad breasts hard into the blondes tender orbs. The blonde gasped as her rivals big rock-hard thick nipples met her own love nubs and instantly drilled them into her breasts. Seems that thin see through fabric of that "mammoth" lace bra offered no, yes, naughta cushion.
    "What do you think of mine, bitch? They're real!"
     "Uhhhhh. Stop...please," the weatherbabe moaned; her cheeks blushed, her beautiful lips quivered a bit as she felt her "pride and joys" losing the battle. Her beautiful super sensitive nipples, perfectly upturned and so very, very hard a bit earlier seemed to be in trouble. Were they retreating?
     "Umpppfff-get away from me you crazy bitch-let go of me-Helllpppp." Giggles, laughter. Nobody, but nobody was gonna stop this erotic show.
      "My boobs are gonna win you horny blonde spoiled brat," the Hispanic beauty whispered. The "boob wrestling" was making her hotter second by second. She wanted this blonde babe all to herself-at least for a while. She loved catfights. Blondes. Brunettes. Even Asians-she smiled. She wondered how her Asian friend was doing-and that new Asian hottie-maybe she'd get hired-I can fight them both....Dreams....
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       "Yieeeeeeee!" The gorgeous Asian intern sprawled into the sofa. (So much for lounging in the ladies lounge?!!!) Embarassed and mad more than actually being hurt, she caught the image of the angry dark haired newswoman moving towards her. The gleam in her eyes; another look and she saw the same gleam in the redheaded owners eyes. One of catfight lust; hungry, "lets get that bitch, take her down, have some woman on woman fun while we do it." She swallowed hard; newsbabe charged. A quick crouch down low move, a sidestep.
        Wham.
        "Uhhhhhh."
        One hard punch to the newswomans ribs; a sidekick to the leg, close to the knee.
        "Argggggh." Instant pain. A punch to the back of the neck. The older woman was now sprawled on the sofa, moaning. Two more punches to the back; upper-right between the shoulder blades, then down to the right kidney.
        "Okay lady, you really want to fight, huh?" the Asian grabbed a double handful of that mussed up dark hair; twisting her fingers, she yanked hard jerking the topless newswoman up to her feet. She smiled as she spun her around, enjoying watching those big lovely breasts jiggle and swing. She freed one hand from the hair; jerking her head back, she moved in closer, reached up and captured a nipple with her free hand. She tweaked the sensitive nub skillfully making it stiffen and grow longer. With a wicked smile she pinched hard.
       "Aieeeeeeeeee." A quick leg sweep and the younger Asian babe spilled her screaming lovely bundle of news reports to the carpet.
        "Oh Hi my friend; this is Mizz Business Tycoon," the Asian said with an almost contemptuous mocking tone. She gestured for her friend to meet the somewhat surprised redhead owner.
         "Miss Big Important Woman-Master of all this place," the intern continued smiling.
         "Hey you stop that-Aieeeeeee!"