A rare footage of Ecuadorian Rosalinda Santana in a qualifier for her first Sexfight Olympics participation in Hawaii 1992 against Uruguayan Felicitas Fernández. Briefly to see the two official judges. This tournament was the breakthrough for Santana's career. At the Olympics four years later in Thailand, she was already one of the top ten title contenders.

Failed Negotiation

Ivy (fishnet) and Clara (tights) couldn't believe what they were doing right now. And what was it that they were doing anyway? Clashing crotches and grabbing each other's tits...but it all happened so damn fast. Actually, they had met to negotiate. Both wanted to claim Abigail for themselves after sharing her for months. As a result, the relationship between Clara and Ivy deteriorated rapidly. Abigail had now demanded that the two finally settle this in private. But it was obvious that an amicable agreement was far from within reach. Instead, the two rivals eventually became physical. They wrestled, rolled around, and ripped their clothes off. Naked and enraged, nipples and pussies touched again and again. It felt good and didn't at the same time. They couldn't resist it forever, so the fight ultimately turned sexual. It was a wild, hard, wet trib fuck, a far cry from what they shared with Abigail. It wasn't a fight in the traditional sense for them anymore, and it wasn't like Ivy or Clara had a clear goal in mind. But subconsciously they both knew that this was a display of sexual prowess to prove that only one of them could have Abigail for good.

Olivia just had to challenge the new exchange student from Kerala. It turned out to be an awesome match. But she had not expected that she would outfuck her so clearly. Olivia's orgasm was pure pleasure, even if it was paid for with her confidence. She hadn't stood a chance in this duel of wet pussies.

A matter of price

Buying a home is a serious decision. Lu and Valerie have a lot to think about in order to make the absolutely right judgement. The broker duo doesn't necessarily make it easier for them. After inspecting the property, Valerie has a few more details explained to her, while Lu is negotiating the purchase price with the second agent in the bedroom. But it's more than that. From the start, the two felt a definite tension between them. Sexual, but not affectionate. So it happened that during the discussion they kept glancing over at the bed they were standing in front of. Finally, the agent stated the obvious:

- "Look, we can go on and on here forever, only to find no common ground in the end. Or we'll settle it like civilized women and fight this out pussy to pussy."

- "I thought you never asked. I accept your challenge. May the woman with the better pussy, the better clit, the better sex decide the price."

Fifteen minutes later, Valerie came back into the bedroom with the other agent, shocked to see her girlfriend scissoring with a stranger. The agent also acted surprised, although she knew that sexfights were one of her colleague's tried and tested means of negotiation. After Lu explained it to her, Valerie agreed that they could continue the fight. She didn't like it, but if Lu could lower the price with a pussyfight, Valerie would take it.

Sometimes a sexfight is all about the cash. Nothing personal, no heated rivalry, but the winner takes it all!

"Dear diary...

...Mom and Dad went on vacation to the Seychelles and I look after the house during my semester break. But today I made a strange discovery while searching for my old school yearbooks. In the back of Mom's closet was a box full of video cassettes labeled with various dates from 1987 to 1990, a few years before I was born. When I inserted them into Dad's old VCR, I couldn't believe my eyes: Mom was a sexfighter! Apparently, Dad was a very desirable man in his twenties and Mom had to fend off many rivals because of that. Dad taped these duels, maybe so he and Mom could watch her fights together later. There must have been at least thirty tapes of Mom's sexfights against different women in the box. At first glance, she seemed skilful at using her sex against her rivals. But I wonder if Mom could have been a match for me in her younger days. Her opponents didn't look like much to be honest, at least compared to the bitches I've taken on..."

Sexfighting is also a way of erotic aesthetic. It's about breaking the opponent's resistance through elegant movements and skillfully playing the female charms right. Men are very easily manipulated in this regard, but what happens when two women fighting with the same weapons meet is a showdown at the most intense level.

A draw is out of the question for these two sluts. There will be no rematch and no consensual admission of equality. This duel will be fought out to the absolute maximum!