Teammates

Rachel finally has Jeannie exactly where she wants her. It's been a month since Jeannie replaced her as captain of the volleyball team. Rachel remained unrivaled for over five years and out of the blue she had to step down in favor of this upstart. She wouldn't forgive Jeannie for this audacity. In fact, she wanted revenge. She wanted to humiliate Jeannie just as much as she did. Rachel watched her rival for a time, trying to find anything useful. Then she noticed that Jeannie regularly checked out her teammates in the shower as well as the changing room. That was it! Rachel was sure that this lesbian couldn't resist a sex duel with her. So after training Rachel waited in the locker room for Jeannie, who was always the last to come out of the shower. She was quite perplexed as she faced a completely naked Rachel:

- "Rachel? What are you doing here? And why aren't you dressed yet?"

- "Listen. I know you always act innocent and want to be friends with everyone, don't you? But you don't wrap me around your finger. You maliciously stole my position. I want reparation for this. I noticed you fucked your way through half the team. Lovely, but nothing I haven't already done. So you think you're good huh? Do you think you're good enough to satisfy my pussy before I've satisfied yours?"

- "Hey, I'm sorry to hear that you took the trainer's decision so badly. I really do. But I had nothing to do with it. And I want to be honest with you. I only start a sex war with girls I absolutely hate. They get to feel my wild and dangerous side. Believe me, this is no fun for my opponents. I have nothing against you and I don't want to hurt you."

- "Mhmm, does that mean that you feel no desire for my wet, willing cunt? Don't you want us to mix our juices and let our slippery pussies slide over each other? Again and again, hard and fast, until we clit warred to exhaustion?"

- "Fuck...fine, let's duel! But don't say I didn't warn you. I quickly lose control of myself when I go pussy to pussy. And do you promise me that afterwards everything will be fine between us and that we become friends?"

- "It'll all depend on the outcome of our little contest, sweetie."

But as soon as they crossed clits, Rachel realized that she had talked too big. She was just out of Jeannie's league, was fucked as hard as she has never been fucked before and could hardly offer any effective resistance. After countless torturous minutes, Rachel came in an explosive orgasm while Jeannie had barely started to sweat. The spot on the bench where they had fought out their match was completely wet from their quarreling pussies. But for Jeannie it was nothing more than a training fight. She has already faced sheer invincible opponents in brutal scissor battles, which were fought with indescribable ferocity of tribadic skills. Unlike them, Rachel wasn't much of a challenge. Said loser felt a strange mixture of shame and appreciation. On the one hand, she was angry that she lost the duel she had asked for, on the other hand, she now respected Jeannie. She had earned herself the title of captain. She rightfully won it from her predecessor. Rachel could live with that and maybe she and Jeannie would become friends after all...

After the storm

A gentle sea breeze blew in and cooled their heated minds. While a violent summer thunderstorm raged outside, a no less violent storm raged inside. Jessica and Trinity fought a limitless battle to the bitter end. Every clap of thunder was drowned out by the hot screams of the two rivals as they let their wet pussies clash again and again in an unrestrained fury. The result was a picture of wild beauty when the light of the flashes lit up the dark room for brief moments and allowed glimpses of the women's bodies, elegantly trembling by tribadic thrill. But they knew about their undisturbed togetherness and so they did not hold back and gave each other a duel full of passion, anger and orgasmic entanglements. The morning revealed the chaos caused by the exhausted opponents, but only the night knew about all happenings.

The trinity of sexfighting

Basically, there are three different types and the resulting styles of sexfighting. Basic factors of a sexual showdown, such as the intensity or the degree of aggression, heavily depend on this.

The first and perhaps the most common way is the "Lovers Fight". It is just a sexual game between two women to increase the excitement of the love act. These gentle sexfights are usually very tender, slow and usually end after one round. It's not about humiliating the opponent or proving oneself, but just a way to make sex a little more interesting.

The second type is the "Rivals Fight". This means that specific female rivalries are fought out sexually. However, two different scenarios must be distinguished. If the rivalry has already existed for a longer period and therefore the opponents may have clashed a few times before, their duels are often quite long and are settled with extreme brutality to the bitter end, which means that their pussies meet as weapons of war. The intensity is driven to the maximum by the emotionality, because anger, envy and other feelings determine nearly every action. Love and affection have no place here. Only the survival of the better woman counts and therefore aggression is rarely held back in these encounters. However, if the competitors don't know each other and a sexfight occurs more by chance, for example in a nightclub or as soon as a bitch tries to steal the other one's girlfriend, spontaneity is the crucial factor. Characterized by speed and also a high potential for aggression, these fights usually don't last just as long, especially when alcohol is involved. Lust and hate mix, so that one can often no longer distinguish between a real sexfight and a wild (hate) fuck.

The third and final type is the "Athletes Fight". As the name suggests, this is a sports competition. These battles are often not nearly as intense as between two bitter rivals and are fought out much more tactical. Mutual hatred plays a much smaller role, but it still can be quite useful to encourage top performances. The humiliation of the contender isn't the main focus as well, but the longest possible prevention of one's own orgasm. Sexfights between friends can also take place in this way without them having to become archenemies. Additionally, the opponents can agree in advance whether the fight should be hard or soft, fast or slow, wild or graceful. Unfortunately, it has to be said that this style of tribadic competition is still the rarest of the three. Hopefully that will change in the near future.

"Finally a bitch who knows how to trib."

- "Look at the clock, blondie! You said you would defeat me in twenty minutes. We've been fighting for an hour now. I knew you were nothing more than a big-mouthed blonde with a weak cunt."

- "Who laughs last...anyway, you'll soon be laughing out of the other side of your face. I can feel how wet you are. No matter how equal we are, I'll come out on top!"

- "We'll see that soon enough. My pussy will overwhelm yours and beat her to orgasm."

- "Uh-uh, no way you slut! My pussy is much stronger than yours. She'll tear yours into pieces."

- "I'M THE BETTER WOMAN!!!"

- "I'M THE BETTER WOMAN!!!"

- "NO I AM!!!"

- "NO I AM!!!"

- "BITCH!"

- "CUNT!"

- "WHORE!"

- "SLUT!"

Family

- "Well, beloved cousin. I am curious if you are prepared for a real test."

- "I've heard the rumors that your side of the family likes to settle things with sexfights. It's true then?"

- "Indeed! Down and dirty, anything goes. See it as a maternal family tradition."

- "Real hardcore fuckfights? Our wet cunts clashing and brawling to ecstasy?"

- "It's the only way to find out if you're woman enough. So Angelina, do we have a fight?"

- "To the fucking finish!"

- "Very good. I think it will be an evenly matched contest. But let's have a nipple fight first. I want to know which one of us has the better tits since we were 16."

- "Admirable that you want to start with a competition that you will definitely lose, Chrissie."

Wet Mansion

A new reality TV show is currently causing a stir. 20 girls spend two weeks among themselves in the "Wet Mansion". All are alpha women and consider themselves sexually superior. The goal is to defeat the rivals in sexfights and thus kick them out of the mansion. But the encounters should happen as spontaneously and everyday as possible. All participants should wake up in the morning not knowing whether they will have a fight that day and whether they are already on their way home in the evening. So happened on the sixth day. Esther (blonde) was taking a relaxing hot bath. But suddenly Tana (brunette) stood in front of the room with her arms crossed. She also claimed the tub for herself. The two knew that this was their moment. One of them would have to leave the mansion today. You couldn't have asked for a better match. Tana and Esther were incredibly equal. The same size, very similar breasts and fantastic bodies, fully armed with weapons for woman-to-woman war. They would fiercely defend their respective position and thus cause an intense duel. The room filled with moisture, it would be a slippery affair. Tana closed the door behind her and declared the bathroom to be their battlefield. She dropped her bathrobe and stepped into the tub with Esther, where the tussle between two competitive lesbians began.

"I'm still the queen!"

As an outstanding athlete you have to get used to the fact that your own rank is regularly challenged by rivals. Especially when you've been a sexfight champion for as long as Lia (blonde) was. She remained undefeated for over five years. But one afternoon she was facing Sasha (brunette) in her training club. She was already the champion of San Francisco and now wanted to conquer the title of San Diego for herself as well. But of course, as the reigning queen, Lia had something against it. So they had no choice but to have a direct test of strength. Like two angry wildcats, Sasha and Lia entered a violent fuckbrawl. But unlike in the countless duels before, Lia didn't have an easy game this time. For the first time since she had won her title from her predecessor, she was facing a truly equal opponent. On the one hand, Lia was happy that she and Sasha were fighting it out so evenly matched. It was great fun and it didn't end too quickly. On the other hand, she was worried that Sasha was bringing her pussy in such trouble. The wet wrestling match between their legs went on non-stop. In an exhausting final spurt, Lia's pussy finally managed to overwhelm her rival cunt and forced Sasha to an all-ending orgasm. It was close...too close. With a little more stamina, Sasha almost could have won the clash. Anyway, Lia was able to defend her title as Queen of San Diego for now. But her throne began to shake. Her reputation of invincibility has been openly questioned. And Sasha, though defeated at first, felt even more motivated now. A rematch wouldn't be long in coming. For the first time, Lia had to seriously fear for her title. The hunt for Lia was on and the trib war of San Diego had only just begun.

Lustful Thoughts...

Caught in the act

Amber (blonde) had long suspected that her girlfriend was cheating on her with some bitch. But she was a bit surprised as she caught Charlotte with Tasha (black) of all people. Actually, Amber wanted to vent her anger on Charlotte, but then Tasha stood up. They stared at each other with hatred and Tasha made it clear to her rival that she wouldn't withdraw without a fight. That suited Amber all too well. She grabbed Tasha's hair and pulled her into the bedroom. Charlotte looked after them quite surprised. The two opponents wasted no time and got straight to the action. Their wet pussies battled with each other in the most intense way. After all, it wasn't just about who the better woman is, but for the most desirable girl in town. Tasha wasn't the first rival Amber had to fend off. She had gained a lot of experience so that Tasha was ultimately inferior to her. Amber's pussy brutally tore her pussy apart. Defeated and humiliated, she lay on the bed while Amber went back to the living room to take on Charlotte's punishment.

"Dear diary...

...I admit that I may have exaggerated this time. I actually just wanted to have some fun with the girls tonight. Is it my fault that this fucking blonde kept getting in my way on the dance floor all the time? But even I didn't expect that we would attack each other immediately and have a pussyfight in public. I was just so angry and had to let off steam. I think that's exactly what I needed. To vent all the stress of my week on her cunt. I don't even know her name. It all happened so incredibly quickly and was absolutely intense. At some point we got up from a puddle of our mixed juices, got dressed again and went our separate ways. Nobody bothered us, they just let us do our thing. I'm pretty sure I won. I'm not losing to any blonde whore. But I hope we meet again. I haven't seen my pussy that wild in a while. She really had a fierce brawl with her rival cunt and they certainly weren't done with each other yet. I will definitely keep my eyes open for this bitch..."