Its been a long winter, and it is a treat to head South a bit and enjoy a Spring with flowers instead of slush, sleet and rain. Instead of craziness and gambling, I have opted for a resort along scenic brooks and valleys, with lush green and bright colored blooms. Husband off on his fishing trip, again, it is great to get in touch with nature. Strolling along in jeans and tank top, a yellow overshirt ensuring not too much sun on my white skin, I soak up sights and sounds.
Somehow, I can't get the last times I did this solo routine out of my head. I was always at the clanging casino and kept running into that nasty Italianish slut named Vanessa. I have to 'purify' my thoughts and get those foul memories to flee. By myself, in the woods, on a gorgeous trail, I should succeed.
Actually humming to myself, thinking one is never to old to feel like a girl, as I am entranced with the bucolic surroundings. How smart I was to come here. It is totally cleansing to commune with nature. Maybe all the hippie types I sneered at back when knew something when they sniffed flowers. Of course, they weren't sniffing flowers most of the time.
I hear a little clatter, and swivel, hoping to see a deer scamper by, when I see HER! OMG, how can this be....it's Vanessa, the slut from the casino. My expressive face is showing lots of expressions, as my jaw has dropped and I am just flabbergasted. Then my adult suspicious mind starts whirring. "you are stalking me! It was too much of a coincidence that you were at the casino those other two times, now you are here!"
"Who told you I am here? are you having an affair with my husband? I swear I will destroy you, you fiendish bitch" My mind is moving so fast, as I gesture at you with a fist and tell you to get out of my sight instantly.
As I natter on, I realize that this bitch is sort of nodding her head as if to say 'yeah, yeah, yeah, you're blabbering' and I slow up and hear some of what you say. It is infuriating, you almost sound calm, and even worse, you sound sensible, in a weird depraved way. This bothers me again, as I am the sensible type, I am smarter then her, why is she laying things out for us in a logical manner?
I huff and huff again " I won't waste words with you or on you" and I unbutton my overshirt.and slide it off. Then one strap and the other of my tank top, and it is flung onto a branch, my beautiful creamy tits waving. "Well what are you waiting for, you piggish slut. The one thing you know how to do is strip" as I suck my tummy in and unbutton my jeans. Kicking off my sneakers, I am left in my lacy thong, delicately preserving my modesty. I leave it on.
"you always bring out the worst, that depraved sexfight, which I of course won, and those degrading catfights. This time, after I thrash every inch of your fat cxnt, you will wallow through the thickets in the state you deserve. Naked, and raw and oozing" Hands on my hips, I await you.
Regaining my poise, as we are equally stripped down, I look you up and down, time not treating you well, I think, as your heavy tits sag. Facing off, I almost snicker at your inane remarks, although the electricity coursing through our breasts when they meet shocks me into deadly earnest.
"You coarse whore, how dare you talk of me stripping. Why yEOWWWWW" , as you slice my thong into my slit, ending my pending insult. I lean into you, my bustling boobs pressing into you, bending you back, as my hands claw at your buns. I feel my nails raking and gouging, as my head leans down under your chin and I start walking/pushing you back towards a rough barked tree. Unfortuantely, I am almost waddling as an unfortunate sawing motion sends my lace into a delicate spot.
I have to stand it, she'll stop when that gnarly tree digs into her flabby back!
Gloating that I have you backed against that ragged tree bark, soaking up your discomfort and pain, I am picturing the abrasions on your back, when your fat ass rams and squashes my hands against the same bark! Fuck ! I try to wriggle them out , but that fat butt of yours squeezes them into the bark. Its scuffing and scraping....and your own nails have freedom to 'play' as my hands are stuck!
I try to step back, my arms stretching out, and I can see our now shining and pinkened breasts swaying between us as I try to free my arms. Your bracing legs keeps your 'ass hold' on my hands, but a light bulb goes off. I send my knee flying up, then the other, trying to ram through your thighs and mash your sloppy twat. A direct hit on that target will be worth scuffed hands!
Thank goodness there is no one within earshot, as it sounds like someone is being murdered, between your foul mouth and my combat shouts.
The back of my hands are raw, but who cares about hands when our essence is on the line! My eyes widen as you rip my thong off, my pussy is unveiled, and yours is covered. My hands frantically go for your panties, I must reveal your pussy .. I clack my teeth, to let you know what punishment you will take, and then dip my head down, seeking your rubbery nipples.
"How dare you call me names, you greasy cxnt" as I thrash and flail to gain a position of advantage and rip your underwear off. Trying to think instead of merely reacting, I shift a leg forward to try and trip you. Visions of my foe wallowing in the brambles that are raking my ankles dart through my head. I try to lift my head and scan the little thicket surrounding us, for any particularly nasty place to shove you. Where are thorn bushes when you need them!
I yelp as my white ass is raked yet again, now that my thong is torn off, and am inspired to rip all the harder at your sodden panties.
More! More! ;D
My great fear, that this bitch would be able to tear at my twat while hers was covered was resolved in a wonderful way. Her panties stretched and snapped, and I swear I saw one of her cxntlips do a rubber band imitation ! Her wailing was inspiring, unfortunately, I tumbled back, as I flung away my trophy, and landed on my knees in the brambles. Hearing her crawl after me, I swiveled, and crawled alongside her, as she snarled her invective at me.
This time, she won't get in any unanswered attacks on my pussy, I swear to myself, even as the fiend launches herself at my fine buns with her fangs and reaches underneath for my wirey pubes. Each of my hands go around a thigh, and her swampy growth of hair is grasped hard. I am already stretching it, when I thrash my delicate bottom into her face to dislodge her bite. Resetting my plucking fingers, I lower my head and chomp down on her dimpled thigh. It sure doesn't taste like chicken, even though she is clucking like a frenzied hen.
I keep gyrating my ass, probably entrancing her, as I worry out a thatch of her bush. I few more wads and i'll have a clear shot at her slimey lips! Coming up for air, leaving a deep red ring of toothmarks on her thigh, I feel confident enough to taunt her. "Vanessa, I'm balding you, I'll have you bawling! and I accent my witty remarks with another thump of my precious bottom . All alone, and nothing to stop me from destroying her!
YOuch! as I thrash my butt right into your awaiting bite, and am hardly able to tug it back. I feel those teeth digging in and yelp once again, losing my own bite in the process. "You dirty fuck faced filth, I swear I will leave bits of you the length of this trail Yewowwww."..as you shift your hand and gouge my dangling breast. Hesitating whether I should shift a hand off your furry fleece, I feel a handful of my coarse pubes gathered up and yanked out. My bottom bucks and I can feel a burning spot that must be stubbled at best.
How can she turn things around like this, and I have a stroke of genius..i'll turn it around ...as I lurch forward on all fours, and pivot, my head , as I turn, seeing your defencless rear beckoning. "That sorry rear end of yours is going to be a lot sorryier, as with branches crackling and leave crunching, I race to strike before you can swivel. One hand rises up to claw down on your back, while the other is poised to go between your legs at those greasy thin things you call lips. I growl for extra added fearsness, as my bit up bottom wriggles in anticipation.
"Oh, I got you good. but not as good as I will. I left ruts on your greasy back!" being clearly proud of my handiwork. Seeing you beckoning me on for another clash, I soak up the view of the dirt streaked slut. At last she was dancing to my tune !
I lunge out of the low vegetation at you as you brace in the trail area, and slash down at your titties, hauling them even lower, surprised that you didn't fend off my nails, when I feel I rough groping downstairs, and my generous pink petals yanked to the sides. I howl, my body shuddering, as I try to knock my head into yours and haul myself over you, as I tug your breasts even further and start to crawl over you.
I feel your mouth slobbering on my shoulder, teeth grating, but as my tits thump on you, my main concern is to get my pussy out of the danger zone. "get your fucking fingers out of there" as I screech when a nail scrapes my clit. My hands shifting to your back, I thrust you towards the dirt, where you belong, and I straighten my legs, almost over you, and looking straight down at your already bloodied back. "I'll rip your snatch apart, oh, you are so dirty" me yelping as I still feel you trying to lasso and carve my precious pink.
Arrgh, I'm rolling in the dirt with this wallowing pig, but instinctively my hand has darted down to her cxnt and has clawed it, even as she shouts what she will do to mine. I wince and yelp as she seems to relish attacking my big lips and I match her glare as we roll, with me on top for a moment, and plant the palm of my free hand on her marshmallow boob, hoping to deflate it with my nails as they curl.
At least my now gaping pussy is not hanging out so much as we squirm and twist, and I think I just carved her popped out clit. Will teach her to get turned on as I destroy her. Owwwwwww , my cheek, you actually did bite my cheek !
I try to churn my knees at you and somehow get leverage. Not only are you trying to scar my snatch, you are marking my face!. I have to lift my hand off your tit and claw at your face to stop your savagry. I'll have her look like hamburger as payback when I am done, as I feel your bite popping off as my nails threaten what features yo uhave. Instead of rolling away, I need to wound you badly, so I can maul you at leisure. One hand now waving freely, the other sunk in your swamp , I look for the most sensitive spot to strike, opening my mouth to bob for a nipple.
My dainty twat isn't used to this torture as I scream when your nails gouge. Of course, my own nails retaliate, and I feel them hook your slimy thing. Ignoring your threat, I realize you are scared of my teeth, and I lunge for your shuddering tit, latching on just to the side of the nipple. Our rolling motion almost forces more of your jello like flesh into my mouth and I try to snort, as I am almost being smothered by sloppy boob. I arch my head back, gasping, and suck in a breath. Fuck, how lucky can she get, as our continued roll has your titties whopping against my cheek..
You are so filthy, dredged in forest debris, and I spit to clear my mouth as my free hand finally strikes and grabs your almost bitten boob and stretches it out, nails sinking in. My wounded pussy is causing me agony, hopefully I can carve your less toned twat faster, although when I feel my white ass sliced, I have to scream while I try to trying to shake off your attack.
wow so rough and dirty
Oh, oh, oh, that bitch knows how I feel about anal attacks, she is a complete cxnt, thru and thru, as I wedge a foot between us and thrust her away. She flounders to get up, coated in dark filth, as I scramble to arise with verdant foliage decorating me. Several feet apart, we carefully shuffle towards each other, talons unsheathed. You are clearly proud of the damage you have left on me, but my more intelligent strikes must have hurt you more, even if not so showy.
As we close and our breasts meet, we can no longer see each other's pussies, and my hand snakes down through your underbrush and feels your skanky slivers. God, they are literally liver lips, and I squeeze and dig fast, at last getting a grip before her claws latch into on onto anything. "These are coming off" I proudly shout. "I'll feed the earthworms with them" as I hurriedly shake my bottom to make it harder for you to dig or grab.
My eyes widen though, as you unexpectedly grip my breast and try to force your fingers into it. My low left hand hauls on an ass cheek and tries to mash you into me so closely that you don't have room to really damage my pretty tit. It is so steamy between us, your sweat and slime dripping .
Not shying away from full contact, I squish tightly into you, no view whatsoever of what our nails are doing, going only by feel. I grimace but don't squeal as you dig for gold, instead telling you how I feel your lips being ripped. My left hand roots into the cleft of your ass and digs, carving trails in your tail.
I rock back, then wallow forward, bow legged, and maneuvering you by your dripping cxnt. "Give up, woman to woman, you know you can't beat me" I shriek.
Because I have true honest emotions and feelings, I whimper every time my formerly white breast flesh is slapped. I can feel it turning berry red, as you relish hitting it. "Fuckfaced cxnt, feel this!" and my nails stick into the bottom of your butt, hoisting that lard, even as I rip your pussylips to the side with my other hand.
I feel you shudder, and I risk shifting a leg in between yours, wanting to pry yours apart, or trip you. Sputtering and spitting, I need to make you stop. I need to triumph.
Linda and Vanessa, do you two ladies are some of my favorite people on this board. I so enjoy when you two are involved in a cat fight, whether against each other or someone else oh, you never fail to please. Ladies I love your style. Always an incredible turn on.
JT, thanks for the kind comments. Vanessa and I try to set an example for the younger bitches here (ahem). We enjoy our nasty scraps, even though I deserve to win more of them. Thanks again for your appreciation.
My nails jabbing deep into your ass cheeks spark you into a leaping frenzy. A particularly deep gouging has you cursing from new reservoirs of hatred and ramming your floppy tits into my champs.
My shifting leg parts your thighs, and my hand slides into the spread folds, the promised land of targets, when just before my nails curl in, you bang your knee right between my now open legs. OOOooooooo my mouth purses up and legs go rubbery, oh the dirty cheating bitch, as I fall backwards in agony.
Leaving your scarred ass and open pussy hanging out there, I fall into the dirt, knees curling as my hand clutches my twat. Moaning and twitching, I feel my snatch swelling up, bits red and puffy. I blink my eyes through tears and see you smirking, and I try to roll on my butt and ready my foot to return the cxnt kick.
As much as I hurt, the feeling of my foot embedded in your swampy cxnt revives me and spurs me into action, as do your claws in my swaying tits. Rocking back from your tit grab, I slap with my nails out from each side, spiking your hanging boobs and raking them. Not waiting for results, and still suffering from your tit grab, I slap each breast again.
Taking the initiative, while your hands are still up, my right hand slaps your snatch, and is rewarded with a wet smushy sound. "I'll slap your tits and pussy till they explode, you whore" I gasp out. This flurry is exhausting, but maybe you won't survive it. If only you will release my tits, as I feel them pulsing.
"I got you where it counts! Keep babbling slut" as I slap again into your now open cxnt, claws snagging that fur as I seek the delicate portions. Your knee thumps my thigh, but fortunately misses my now protruding undercarriage. I aim to keep swatting and raking your pussy till you howl like a whipped dog.
I look down and see your thumbnails slicing into my pink nipples, one inverting, and then see red seeping from where your thumb is lodged. Fuck, you are milking blood from my boobs! My eyes focused on your savagery, while my hand wants to jackhammer my nails right thru your mound and bush and rip your essence out. I am squirming, my alabaster butt dancing, as I try to hitch back from your nails while still whacking at your pussy, hoping I too score one of those clitty hits.
Seeing you tense up to knee me again, the jarring thud on my thigh is a relief. I scoff at your clumsiness "You missed, you fat trash!", even as my hand gets another wicked swat into your mound. Damn, why isn't she wide open, but I can't fret about that as we tumble down into the dirt again.
Twisting around to clamber upon you , you haul on my leg and pull, landing me on my back, but far worse, I feel your foot pulping my pussy yet again, and again hitting my clit. My swollen horn is already scratched and mauled, and is looking like Rudolph's nose, only to be kicked once more . Pushing away, my foot jabs, lancing toenails right into you twat. Even as I groan, I shout that I am splitting you in half. "When I am done, I'll find it and your clit will get its share, you whore!" OH No.....your nails stick in my lips and are rooting around, Fuck , she snagged them.
Unable to push any deeper into you, with your foot fending me off, I flex and twist my toenails, hopefully carving through your protective slime and ripping you apart.
Swiveling my foot, my toenails gouge your pussy, as I can tell from your screams. Even better, your foot pulls back, withdrawing your nails which were ensnarled with my lips, giving me relief and allowing my flaps to unfurl. Seeing you about to kick out at my abused twat, I twist, slowing your momentum with my restricting thighs, with the added benefit of scraping even more of your pussy. For once, you missed my clit, thank heavens!
It hurts, as you try to push and dig, but I have a thigh lock on you, and I can manage your attack. My turn now, I think, as I continue twisting us, tugging you onto your side as I am on all fours. Burrowing hands and knees into the dirt to gain traction, I churn my foot back, my embedded toes going to sink further into you and split you . If only my tits weren't blocking my sight between my legs, it would be a glorious vision. My ass quivers as I lunge and lance you. I try to keep your stabbing foot restrained, while starting to think how I should leave you when I triumph. I gleefully snicker about what is making your fat cxnt wet.
I shriek...."My Ass!" bellowing and thrashing into the brambles in my haste, as I hear you r chuckling and feel, too late, your curled fingernail. A safe distance away, although not for my bramble scratched legs and tit tips, I stop and pivot, left hand trying to rub away the pain and humiliation of being lanced. "I hate that, that sucked" I whine, and you don't seem sympathetic, but I see you roll onto your back, your slit gaping, lots of furless furrows on your mound now.
Rubbing harder at spots I can't get, as I see you laying there, I start to crawl forward, almost meandering, till I scream "will bite it off" and with my butt and twat away from you, I lunge, trying to burrow in at your exposed pussy for a feral bite. My clit and hiney may be raw, but this will even it up!
Fended off as I dive for your vitals. we end up digging for gold. " I'll tear it off, you bitch" as I burrow in, even as I feel you rooting for my damaged clitty. As much as I want to chomp down on your scraggly lips, I keep moving, my chin forcing your cleft apart, as I try to find your essence. I feel you coarsely shoving your mouth and nose into my twat, and I of course squirm wildly. Damn, you are oozing on me, but then my cheek feels a protruberance, your clit. I only wish you could see this, as I arch my neck and open my mouth. Your thighs squeezing on my head, but I am inches from clamping on your greasy clit, I have located it!.
I feel your hair brushing on, and sticking to my thighs, but think you must be miles away from my own clit. I have to make a swift brutal job of it, I don't want your spasms clamping on my own clit!
I feel your face brushing closer then is safe over my snatch, but my tentative first nip snares a few of your hairs, but I am close, my cheek feels a slimy pussylip. I twist to the right, even as your thighs try to protect you, and find that elusive clit that you have been hiding all day. At last! I bite, even as you somehow find my own clit, again!, and bite at it. I would scream, but I would lose your fucking clitty. I just have to clamp on it till it is mush.
My hands hugging you close, am going to chow down till you scream...and keep going ! I feel you scrabbling around with your hand, my eyes widen, my cheeks spread, and you are clawing at my anus ! AIIEEEEEEee I lurch and scream. Thrashing like a mad woman. I try to roll away, she can't do that to me. I feel you digging with your nails, and my hood tugged out by your teeth. I could never imagine anything so filthy and primal. Just as I had your clit ready to be a take home trophy, I am trying to twist away. Even with the grit plastered to me, I should be slippery enough to escape.
Seeking relief front and back, as I thrash, I roll, holding your thighs, and my buns squashing down on your hands. I am wild eyed at the dual threats, but as we roll, and I feel you inhale my clit, I immeidatley bite, and bite again, snapping at your lips. Growling, I try to take the offensive. Hissing out "Stop jabbing my asshole....and Leave my clit alone"
With your hot sweaty body atop me, I tilt my head in between your half open legs. You on top have to burrow through my clenched thighs and butt. I nip again and again, like a sewing machine.
At last, I close in on that elusive clit, my gnawing on your bits has unveiled it, and I get ready to bite, only I feel you spasm, your pussy lifts away from me, and your knee lands on my face....Arghgh, uhhh, face turned to the side, am dazed. My next sensations are my mound being pummeled by your knee, and I grunt, but worse, my thighs spread open as you set yourself up over me. Squirming, ass wallowing in the trail dirt, I feel a whoosh, and then am impact, on my already clawed, kicked, pinched and swollen clit.
I howl, limbs going up in the air, flapping in agony. My head goes back, as I try to writhe away, but I can't move. The pain, the pain, what did she do to me? Getting a little respite, as I guess you are admiring your efforts, I try to roll over and crawl off. Every motion is a stabbing pain and my legs have hardly even twisted, thumping into your looming body. Blinking away tears, I see your pussy dancing, reddened, but intact.
Gasping as I feel my buns grinding into the forest litter, while I realize you are challenging me to go woman to woman, pussy vs pussy. I suck in huge gulps of air, as my throbbing clit pulses with the pain of your recent knee. Yet I have a chance to redeem everything at last. I see your scraggly lips winking, and your clit waving. My answer to your brazen offer of a clawing duel is the crinkling of leaves as my bottom hitches towards you.
I swipe my hand crossways between us as I near, to block any first strike, while my right hand dips, brushing my dinged up tits on its way to your twat. Our heads thunk as we both reach down, but we stay on mission, and I feel you groping at my pussy, even as I scrape and enter your cxnt. My left hand darts down also, and I am burrowing and digging frantically, feeling your sodden flesh as I snag and root at it. Almost sure I clawed your clit, I cry in triumph "I rIpped it, beg me to keep it!" I drop my head low to block your vision, while I can aim my talons to the most sensitive bits. Payback for all the murderous assaults you made on my most tender spots.
I did get your clit, I hear you yowl, acting like it does hurt you as much as it does. I double up on the action, my left hand am making sure my right has unhindered access to your clit, I grab it with my nails and shake it like a dog with a rat!
"Still talking big, you filthy whore?" as somehow your hands just slide in and around my snatch, scratching and clawing. My high is interrupted by sharp spasms of pain. My butt flaps up and down every time you pull up and your fucking nails.
I screech and go wide eyed when you actually thrust nails at my clit and stab it. My own attack has to pause as the gouging registers. I teeter for a moment, mouth hanging open, looking as if I would drool, but I manage to pinch and scissor your nasty little thing, and try to wench it the side, imagining it as a trophy in my hand. Huge globs of sweat pouring off me, as I hiss "you missed".
Seeing you grimace and hesitate, I scissor your clit through your slime and juices. I might pry it free of its nasty nest ! As usual, you keep scouring at my delicate insides. and by tugging up on my remaining kinkies, have me wide open to your hands, which sink in with facility. I keep murmuring "I got you, I gotcha, I got you" as I rock back and forth, my face screwing up , as I feel my own clit abused and dug into. I try to close my thighs, but can't.
All the abuse I have absorbed is reaching a tipping point, as I stiffen, my ass quivering, as I try to look down between my wounded tits to see what you are doing and have done. My eyes bug out as I see my clit protruding, a purply red bud, with multiple seeping scratches, and now your thumb nail sawing at its base. I dart a glance to my scissoring efforts, then dare a look into your face, hoping to see even greater anguish then mine.
How many fingers does she have mauling me down there? I whimper as your clawed nails rip my insides and pull your sawing thumbnail ever deeper into my clit. My fleshy lips are distended, after yet another wad of my pubes litters the ground. I whine and twist, just before I yank my scissoring fingers back, gouging as I rip your clit with my nails. Hopefully it will come off in my fingers ! I hear your scream, I feel my nails carving, as I see my reddened fingers fluttering in front of me.
There is a relaxation of the clit attack, I see your pain filled face, I did it, I ruined her ! It was just a reflex that you hauled my lips out even further. I send a hand down to just remove that clit sawing thumb, as I debate just pushing you over on your back, and finishing my destruction of you. You were so close to finishing me, I don't know if I could take even one more slicing motion at my clit.
My eyes flash with alarm, oh no, you are'nt finished after all! My hand that was going to pull yours away from my snatch shoves down, but not in time, as you spade your fingers right into my pussy, and rejab your thumbnail into a groove you already carved in my clit. My head sinks, while catching a view of the evil, evil glint in your expression as you see me agonize. I lean on your wrist to try and push your nails out of me, but your other hand grabs a handful of my pussy lips and almost wrings them out as you drag, bumpity bump,my ass over the dirt and twigs.
I yowl and bawl, not sure of exactly how you are dissecting what, but knowing that my plucked pussy is done. I writhe and jerk, fully impaled as without me clawing back, you seem to be applying aimed torture on me. I start to babble, pride gone, as I feel you enjoying your success.
Mournfully, I look up at you, as if you owe me respect and mercy "don't make me beg, you win this time" as I clutch at your hands but fail to stop your cruel onslaught. My white fleshis so covered with slime, sweat, scratches and dirt, that I am almost unrecognizable. Oww, owww...looking down as my lips stick out like Dumbo's ears. I try to hitch forward to lessen the tension.