"She's just a cheap whore.", Fábia (brunette) thought to herself, "She's always dealing with limp dicks. How's she supposed to compete with a real woman's pussy?". She regretted that arrogance now that their clits were waging a war for pure survival. At some point they had stopped counting their orgasms, for now it was all about driving the opponent to absolute exhaustion. It was a brutal and ruthless mess. The warm, humid air hung heavy in the small bedroom as their soaking wet pussies smacked and squeezed again and again. This thirst for a primal, raw sexual competition among women could only be quenched this way, even if the two rivals were so focused at the moment that they would have forgotten their own names.
Let us introduce ourselves: We are Nina and Julia, a lesbian couple from Germany. Welcome to our blog. Here we want to discuss with you something that is as delicate as walking a tightrope and as fiery as the sun's core – the art of female sexual competition – more commonly known as Sexfight, Tribfight, Pussyfight or Clitfight. It's addressed to women who are inexperienced in this area of their sexuality and would like to learn more as well as long-time connoisseurs.
Sunday, February 26, 2023
Bonnie and Iocaste love to scissor and to share this intimate moment with their bestie. They prefer to do it in the midst of nature, because that's where it feels right to indulge in the lustful meeting of two womanhoods. But their friendship is tested again and again as soon as the question arises as to which woman is more likely to satisfy the other first. This is perhaps only the harmless, playful preliminary stage of a sexfight, but the path to a fierce cunt battle is not very far from there.
Sunday, February 12, 2023
Sunday, February 5, 2023
Free from the shackles of modernity
The sexual test of strength with other women fills Gaia with a sense of spiritual freedom. Tribadic duels are a way for her to get in touch with the forces of nature. Moments of ecstatic togetherness in the struggle of opposites, like fire and water colliding. The breath of life is screamed out into the endless skies as the seemingly inevitable climax is being resisted. It is the discovery of a primal female being, free from the shackles of modernity and one with ancient currents.
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