Overstimulation

You can't call yourself a real sexfighter unless you've fought at least one match with more than two women involved. Whether as a Battle Royale with varying opponents or as a Double Duel with two parallel fights - neither can be compared to an usual one-on-one. The greatest danger here is that you'll get too aroused by the moans, the sticky noises and the sight of the tests of strength taking place in your immediate surroundings. Consequently you will lose focus on your own battle. You have to be really strong-willed not to get influenced by all that. The knowledge of being observed by other women during your sexual duel also holds a certain fascination. This proves once again that a sexfight is above all a mind game and that a result can very much depend on the circumstances. Even the world's best sexfighter can be overwhelmed by lust under the impressions of six other tribfighting women around her. But as long as you're able to withstand external stimuli as long as possible and concentrate on nothing but your opponent's pussy, you may be superior to her.

On patrol with the enemy

It's not easy for a patrol officer to have to work every day with a colleague she detest. For years there has been a relationship between Charlène (brunette) and Théa (blonde) consisting of jealousy, envy and general belligerence. And yet they never asked their superiors to dissolve their working team or to assign them to other colleagues. The reason for this is simple. They found a way to vent their aggressions on each other non-violently and to let off steam regularly. Whenever there is a disagreement or sexual rivalry during a patrol, Théa and Charlène lock the locker room after the end of their shift and test each other's tribadic skills. So it came about that a mutual respect was slowly established, since they fought on equal terms and neither of them could claim a superiority. But that doesn't mean that they became friends. Au contraire. Their rivalry consolidated even more. Nonetheless, Charlène and Théa enjoyed their pussy battles and clit wars, which cooled their working atmosphere, but heated up their personal relationship due to the fire of sexfighting.

One last fight

Joana (blonde) and Liv (brunette) feel how their sexual reserves of strength are slowly being exhausted. They are both over 40 and have their prime behind them. Younger opponents gradually pushed them out of the pussyfighting elite and they haven't been fighting for big titles for years. So the two former arch rivals decided to have one last duel pussy to pussy. They lived for this legendary enmity and for letting their cunts compete against each other as often as possible. Now they met one last time, where it all began twenty years ago: In an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts. It was a duel like no other. Years of experience were used in fierce encounters and clits wrestled for hours as if their bodies knew they were being put to the test for the last time. It was a worthy finale for two amazons. But once a sexfighter, always a sexfighter. Even if their active career ended that night, they would pass on their knowledge to following generations and possibly even become the trainers of future enemies. So it would come full circle and Liv and Joana would renew their rivalry once again.

Molly's Hunt

Molly was always overshadowed by her best friend Lexi. She always got the better school grades, wore the more expensive outfits, and eventually she claimed the most handsome boys and girls as well. Even if Molly wanted to hate her for it, their friendship survived all of this. But at some point the two discovered sexfighting for themselves and as expected, Lexi also proved to be a natural talent in this discipline. Within a very short time she made a name for herself all over town as the unbeatable trib queen. That was the drop that broke the barrel. Molly finally had enough. The entire accumulated frustration discharged in the momentous decision to want to push Lexi off the throne. But Molly knew that she couldn't take her on in a direct confrontation from woman to woman yet. So she began to slowly work her way up and take out one opponent after the other. With resounding success. Lexi soon got wind of someone trying to break her winning streak. She was irritated when she found out it was Molly. Secretly, she had always enjoyed being better at everything and outdoing her. But Molly was now confident enough to step out of the shadow of her former best friend. She was just missing a handful of wins to challenge the queen personally. Soon their cunts and clits would meet in combat. They were rivals now and the city was eagerly awaiting their inevitable face-to-face duel.

POV: You're finally facing your most hated archenemy. No, you don't just face her, you cross clits with her. You fuckfight cunt to cunt, let your wild pussies fight out this womanly rivalry, your crotches battle in a puddle of your mixed juices and you will endure this wet, once-in-a-lifetime duel to the final scream of orgasmic ecstasy. One of you two is going to be tribbed down and destroyed today.

Pride comes before a fall

"I had to wait too long for that. I'm finally facing this cunt who has been mocking me for months. But damn. Her body is impressive, I have to admit that. At least now I understand why all the girls want to fuck with her. But big tits alone don't make a good sexfighter. Her eyes tell the truth. Her appearance is only supposed to cover up her self-doubt. The thought that you're going to cross clits with an 

experienced blonde like me makes you nervous, huh bitch? Then we'll see what you're really made of and whether you know how to use your tits and pussy. So you think you're ready? You want to get started? Then I won't keep you waiting. Let the tangle begin!"

"Fuck! I...underestimated her. She really knows how to fight woman-to-woman. Her pussy works mine like I haven't felt in a while. This slut is apparently more than just tits. But I don't care how good she fuckfights. I'm better. I've wrestled with much tougher bitches. I will trib her down. She will ultimately collapse beneath my power. I already feel her movements adapt to mine. That means she starts enjoying it. Or...do I adapt to her movements? Fuck! I mustn't cum, I mustn't lose. What's happening? No, no, no! Not her! You won't force me to orgasm. Never! Even if we both fuck ourselves insane, I won't let you win!"

"Fuuuck! I know I'm actually the referee, but I just can't concentrate. I mean, look how they wrestle. They smash tits and their pussies are getting closer together every minute. I definitely won't stop that. I'll wait to see how it turns out. If they want to sexfight, I will let them sexfight."

The disturber of the peace

It was supposed to be just a relaxing day at the pool. The presence of two brunettes and one blonde kept the peace for the time being. But as soon as another blonde stepped on the scene, she created a dangerous balance. Something inexplicable was happening in the girls' minds. Possibly the presence of another potential sexual partner created an atmosphere of lustful competition among themselves. The four women suddenly had gone wild and broke the already fragile truce. The oasis of calm turned into a battlefield in a matter of seconds. They began to lick, rub, wrestle and scissor. Competing against each other in various tribadic competitions, they changed from blonde-vs-brunette to blonde-vs-blonde and brunette-vs-brunette repeatedly until finally pussies and nipples were too overextended to continue the fighting.

Award ceremony - "This is my price!"

The "Aphrodite Award" is the most prestigious and coveted prize awarded in the world of sexual entertainment. Every year countless porn actresses, nude models and other women in the erotic industry compete for this trophy. Of course, rivalries are inevitable in this regard. But that year a battle of words escalated at the gala.

Lilly Lily and Hannah Vix were both absolutely certain to finally win the award. As soon as they noticed one another, they did not hesitate to provoke and tease each other. 

- "Hey bitch."

- "What's up, cunt?"

- "I didn't expect you to come and see how I get awarded."

- "Don't make me laugh! They will never name you the best performer. I will be the winner."

- "You? Hah! With your weak pussy?"

- "Shut up, whore!"

- "Make me!"

- "Slut!"

- "Cunt!"

These few insults brought the barrel to overflow. Now they would fight it out. And how could it be otherwise, the two erotic experts chose a sexfight to resolve their dispute. Wild and unrestrained, they rolled around on the red carpet, letting their pussies collide hard and fast, again and again. Lilly and Hannah fuckfought like only two professionals could. They tested each other's tribadic skills and drove one another to the brink of orgasm, and further! Some of the other guests watched the spectacle with amazement, others with arousal. Nothing like it had ever happened before.

After a whole hour, Hannah and Lilly were too exhausted to keep fighting. They were separated from each other by their respective companions and went to the award ceremony. To their surprise, neither of them won any of the grand prizes. However, they were awarded a special prize for the "First publicly held sexfight at the Aphrodite Award gala". But the two angry, still sexually charged women were not at all satisfied with that.

Club de combat sexuel secret de Strasbourg - Cindy vs. Iris

In the Club de combat sexuel secret de Strasbourg women can let their inner, sexual aggressions let loose. They are given the opportunity to duel woman to woman 24/7. For many, these are the few moments of the week when they can forget the stressful everyday life for a few hours and just be themselves. The personal identification with the club is therefore very high and internal rivalries are far-reaching and fierce. Loyalty among friends plays an equally important role. Hostilities are often the result of the motto: "Your rival is my rival". It is not uncommon for angry spectators to interfere in battles of rivals or allies and cause a chaotic mess. This is what happened in the regional championship fight between Cindy (blonde) and Iris (brunette). Nevertheless, this is usually tolerated for a certain time, as this type of hatred is the perfect hotbed for breathtaking duels.