The secret of the maids

At a luxury hotel in Santa Fe, every changeover day involves something that no guest would ever see. All the maids meet in pairs and start sexfighting. This job is extremely hard and stressful, what's wrong with a little relaxing competition? There are trib battles in the beds, in the pool, in the sauna and everywhere else in the hotel. At the end of the holiday season, the results are compared. The maid with the most wins gets a free weekend with all kinds of pampering by the losers included. Most duels are on a friendly basis and the focus is on having fun, but some take this opportunity to settle their differences. Naturally, these matches are particularly intense and leave marks on the bedding that are worth the work afterwards.

Confrontation with my former history teacher

"Who hasn't felt the urge to come back at one of your former school teachers with a vengeance for all that homework, bad grades or detention? Well, I have my own way of doing it. Mrs. Cornett and I have always had a strained relationship, but it got worse as I matured into a woman. From that moment on, she saw me as a kind of threat. My mother, who went to school with her, always said that I'm the spitting image of the 19-year-old Emma Cornett. Maybe that's why she always saw me as more than just another schoolgirl. When I went to college, I saw the perfect opportunity to get revenge on her. Mrs. Cornett's daughter Tamara is a year older than me and is taking some of the same courses as me. She's a pretty hot redhead. But so am I. So I seduced her and fucked her.

It didn't take very long for my former history teacher to get wind of it. I received a strange message from Tamara that I should meet her at home and not in her dorm room as usual. I knew, of course, that the message actually came from her mother. Mrs. Cornett was already waiting for me with her arms crossed and a look of disgust. She had no idea that this meeting had been my intention all along. Whore, slut, troublemaker were just a few of the insults she threw at me. Mrs. Cornett accused me of intentionally making her life more difficult and I didn't contradict her. After all, I was seeking after a fight. And she did me this one favor.

We tribfought on the couch, the carpet and finally on the dining table. Our wet cunts bit each other and our heated clits wrestled back and forth. She knows a thing or two about fucking, I'll give her that. It was an evenly matched battle most of the time – I made her cum, she made me cum. Two clit warriors in their element. But even though it was closer than I intended, I was able to force her to surrender. My pussy ended up being stronger. And I savored that victory copiously with a glass of her most expensive Cabernet Sauvignon while relishing the sight of the tyrant of my school days defeated and gasping for breath in her own apartment."

The clitoris is one of the tribfighter's most important weapons. But it's naturally just as much a main target. It functions as a sword as well as a shield. Of course, this dualism places particular demands on the woman's erogenous zone during a sexual duel. Therefore, regular workout of the clitoris is essential for every sexfighter. She should come together with other clits as often as possible to get used to the feeling of rubbing and tangling. This increases general stamina and the ability to delay orgasm. Many women make the mistake of trying to force their opponent to cum quickly, but in the end the one who can last longer wins. So keep your clits fit!

Hennie's (tattooed) contract negotiations with a potential investor for her start-up didn't go as she expected: "So you want me to invest in your online sexfight gear shop? You want to sell small fighting rings, special mats, inflatable pools, handmade oils and the like. Interesting. But how about you first prove to me what you know about your craft? Pussyfight me, outfuck me and then I'll consider an investment. Or don't you dare?"

For the two first-timers it was a deep desire to have their very first sexfight against each other. They wanted to be part of this unprecedented experience together as best friends. It wasn't enough for them to be told the stories afterwards. Sharing the feeling of wet pussy on wet pussy, clit against clit, listening to the sound of the juices mingling intensified this match on a personal level beyond measure.

The Act

Ildikó (blonde) and Venera (black-haired) have never met before. Despite this, they enthusiastically perform a sacred ritual together, as recorded in the centuries-old scrolls inherited from their mothers and grandmothers. Their families belong to the Order of Diantomeia, which has upheld the traditions of the Amazons for untold generations. The Act for Neilyte is a ceremonial fight, which represents the symbolic propinquity of the tribadic contest to the natural elements. Therefore, the act must be performed on a beach, where water meets earth under the open sky. According to tradition, the loser of the fight must wash herself clean in the same waters in which the duel was fought, and seek forgiveness from the goddesses for the weaknesses of her body and her will.

Brittany had counted on having an easy time with this blonde upstart Josy. But after two exhausting hours of non-stop pussy-on-pussy clit smacking and a straight five to five orgasms tie, the two contestants sit, sweaty and breathless, thighs crossed, crotch to crotch, and have to admit that nobody will leave the field as winner today. A few small offensives are still dared, but these are only minor things that will no longer be of importance today. The challenges for a rematch will be announced soon. Then this match will be over so that it can be continued at another time.

Late night studying session

The exam phase at the University of Indianapolis is in full swing. For weeks, Claudia (black-haired) and Missie (brunette) have been spending hours in the library from early in the morning until late at night, studying for the semester's final exams. When the two returned to their shared apartment one late evening, the atmosphere was frosty. They were tired, exhausted and easily irritable. Each false remark was a spark that could ignite the powder keg. As expected, that's exactly what happened eventually. They wrestled around, pulled each other's hair and tore their clothes. The whole apartment became their battlefield. But when they were only in torn underwear and partially with bare breasts, the bed was chosen as their final theater of war. The feeling of bare skin on bare skin had turned their anger into lust and after a while their panties began to drip. They couldn't resist the natural urge to cross their legs and get their clits and pussies tangled. They let their pent-up aggression flow to their thighs and forgot all stress thanks to this sexfight. A tried and tested method of maintaining long-term peace in an all-women flat share.

The Drill Sergeant: "Come on, is that all you've got? I want to feel our clits beating each other up! Make me wet! Force me to cum! Be careless and I'll give you a hard orgasm. Stop me! That's the only way you'll have a chance against Keira this weekend. Stop holding yourself back! This is no vanilla sex! It's called fuckfighting. So fight!"

Black Swan

A New York dance ensemble has been rehearsing for a performance at the NBA Finals for some time. However, the lead dancer has still not been finally decided. The ambitious and disciplined Kira (brunette) is struggling to land the role. But her director is still hesitating, because Lily (black-haired) has also announced her ambitions. Under the mounting pressure, Kira confronts her rival and tells her to back off. But Lily is unimpressed. One afternoon, after the practice session, Lily prevents Kira from leaving the dance studio. A challenge is issued - a fight is demanded.

May the best claim the role of lead dancer.

Kira initially refuses, misunderstanding that Lily wants to beat her up. But she has a different kind of contest in mind. Now Kira understands...and accepts. A clitfight against this cocky slut shouldn't be a problem. A wide grin appears on Lily's face as if she was just waiting for this opportunity. So they lock up the dance studio and strip naked to their knee-highs. They engage in a tribadic duel of unrestrained exuberance. Their wet pussies smack against each other and their smooth labia slide over one another as the overwhelming lust makes them moan loudly. It's a merciless fuck. Lily and Kira both want to win at all costs. It's about not cumming. Not against this cunt! Keep scissoring! Sooner or later she has to give in...