Title: Don't be a whimp
Author: Catfight Obsessed

After meeting up on a chat online, yahoo messenger probably, Danielle a busty black female, with long wavy hair that stretched down to her arms and half-closed eyes, a long darling face and big lips had made arrangements with a girl named Courtney for a titfight at her place. A hot white chick, with a slim rivalling body and hair just as long, with a tall forehead, thin eyebrows and a lip piercings on both sides of her lip.

Looking forward to the new meat or meats as Danielle saw it. She hoped to gain a challenge after defeating her own entire neighbourhood’s challenging breasts and planned to make her conquest onto a new turf. Once she had beaten this Courtney, Danielle would then stroll onto the next opponent and then the next, it was something the black hotty looked forward to.

When she made it to Courtney’s house, the white chick had opened the doors opened for her to walk in and the two met with a gracious welcome to one another. Once they had said their hallos to one another, Courtney offered.

“So you want some tea before we get started?”

“Oh no thank you, I’d rather we just got done to business.” Replied Danielle eagerly.

“Alright.” Nodded Courtney unfussed. “Doing it in the sitterroom?”

“An appropriate place.” Agreed Danielle now looking down on this prey and imaging how easy this was going to be.

When they strutted the open space made in the sitterroom, they had begun to automatically strip down. As Courtney pulled down her jeans, she questioned.

“How far down do you want to go down anyhow’s?”

“Let’s go all the way down shall we?” Proposed Danielle sliding down her trousers and panties.

“Fine by me?” Agreed Courtney pulling off her own panties to reveal her own cunt.

It wasn’t the thing that Danielle was interested in, she just liked to have defeated girl more humiliated naked and see how much hapless her opponent was. As she finally undid her own bra first to reveal her pumping DDs, Danielle then watched as Courtney unveiled her B thirty-four. Giving an open mouth gape to the other girl, Danielle went.

“You expect to beat mine with those?”

Befuddled by that remark, Courtney choose to accept it a little and respond. “No I intend to tear them with my nails.”

Pausing for a moment, Danielle begun to realise what was going on for a moment. “Wait, when I said we should do a titfight, I meant a fight with our tits, not hands on claws, those aren’t how you settle whose tits are better.”

“Well.” Slithered Courtney stepping over. “I find it that titifighting with just are boobs isn’t good enough, it’s basically just two women slapping bags together and they don’t suffer that much of a hurting, which makes it kind of a competition for wimps to me.” And then without warning, Courtney had grasped her nails onto Danielle’s boobs and held them in a kitty-cat claw. “While a titfight with hands is a real way to set off emotions and see who can take it more, so either woman up or get out of my house you chicken!” And throwing her hands back so she could slap them against Danielle’s belly to shove her back.

Shocked at the sudden transformation of her opponent, Danielle could see the fire in Courtney’s eyes, the challenge in her mouth and the threatening expression look. Restoring her stature by placing her hands acting like she was going to engage in a non-hand titfight anyways. But as she swaggered her hips in front of Courtney, she had showed she had come to the conclusion. “Fine.” Being that she had wanted to try a hands-on titfight anyways and imagined a non-hand titfight would be too easy that it would be degrading.

“Let’s do it Mrs Tiny Boobs.”

“About time soon-to-be Miss clawed all over tits.”

And apparently being the signal, the two fired their hands over to one another and gripped onto one another’s tits, squeezing them with both hands. They spanned their fingers out as far as they could reach and then dug their nails in, strangling as much baggy meat as they could and flattening it into their palms.

For such a new experience, Danielle was just following Courtney’s hand pattern movement with her own fingers. She twitched and groaned and so did Courtney but not as much. Knowing copying someone else’s work never worked at nearly as brilliant, Danielle decided to be a little more original and stretch back the goeing tits in her hands.

Feeling as Danielle was bring in it up a notch, Courtney rotated her wrists and began twisting the two pairs of putties in her hands, twirling them around and around. Almost jumping off her feet from the sudden spark of pain caused by her bigger tits being forced to coil around themselves. This had resulted in Danielle copying again, but adding in the fact that she was tugging Courtney’s breasts, causing the white girl to do the same now.

The titfight had only begun and already it was getting very intense and ugly. Their nails were just piercing one another’s balloons, their fingers were trying to catch as much flesh inbetween them, their wrists rotating as much as they were willing for the other girl was doing and their arms were either tugging out or pressing in the other pair of boobs with effort.

The pain was also getting to both women, making their legs wobble and their feet nudge about the floor as they tried to show who was withstand it the most. Their eyes glared at one another, give small hints of twitching from the pain they were suffering at how they could feel like their boobs were being carelessly used by for play dough.

There was a lot of tension building quite rapidly between the two women. Lot of hate, a lot anger and frustration as it felt they were getting nowhere with the other female. Eventually Danielle started to try and tow Courtney to one-side by the chest, getting her to tilt over and soon Courtney began to pull her to the other side.

It became some form of strength of contest as they were trying to see who could pull who in the other direction. Their upperhalves pulled away from one another, but kept fierce eye contact with their teeth gritting. They moaned and muttered curses to one another as they were still trying to tear one another’s breasts from their chests.

As the pain continued, their knees began to stiffing and their ankles began to ache with so much standing and disagree with the ongoing pain. Wanting to continue this battle without their feet holding them up but without their opponent taking it as a sign of weakness, they began to squirm their feet back and lower themselves. After a while, the two finally decided to just bend down to their knees in front of one another, still holding hands on one another’s boobs.

White hands mooshed with black breast and black hands doughed with white tits, both women colliding their arms into one another edgily as they pushed themselves to keep on going. Eventually their arms crossbarred with one another, the muscles and bones grind against one another as the women attempted to ignore, keeping with the fact it was a titfight they were trying to win.

As the two continued to get uncomfortable on their knees and feet, they continued to levitated downwards until they were nested on their bums, flat against the floor. Then as they sat like that for a couple more seconds, they tried to become more comfortable by putting their legs and feet out in front of them, but because how close they were in front of each other and unwilling to move wasn’t that much room.

They began shuffling legs and feet against one another, pushing their lower limbs against one another and even started kicking. As it continued to build up for leg space they were forgetting to concentrate on the titfight, their hands going on instinct to rip apart the other lasses’ tits.

Their feet and toes brushed against the other girl’s foot and leg that they managed to catch one another with the face of their toes and followed by the rest of their foot pressing against one another. They then had their own pair of leg held up in the air as they pushed against the other women’s leg.

It looked a bit silly from the sights of it, but the two females were trying to have a quick fall out apart personal space. They could feel the blood pressure dropping out of their legs at how they hung up, especially more with their feet grind against one another, their dry soles creating a lot hot friction between one another and their leg joints and attached to their waists were beginning to become pressured.

At the same time this was still working well for the hands-on titfight as the two girls were being brushed away on their bums from one another while their hands were cling onto their tits and nipples. Thinking how she could bring the two together, Courtney lifted up her other foot that wasn’t locked with Danielle’s and placed against the side of her boob stomping it in while she pulled the rest out with her fingers and hand.

“Hey I thought this was meant to be a hands-on titfight.” Groaned Danielle trying to force the white’s leg off with her black one.

“Yeah, in a hands-on titfight.” Snarled Courtney as she fought to keep her foot on the black women’s breasts. “You do whatever you can to hurt the other girl’s breasts.”

“You’re just making that up.” Accused Danielle and making a different approach by placing her foot against Courtney’s gut instead and pushing against it. “Get your stinky foot off my breast!”

“Now this isn’t what you do in a titfight!” Exclaimed Courtney as she was pushed back and forced to put off both feet off of Danielle.As Danielle kept her back with her foot, Courtney shuffled her legs back underneath her body and then sprung the joints in her knees to catapult at Danielle. With nothing stopping her from falling back as Courtney came on her.

Unable to fit her leg against Courtney without snapping it, the black girl took it off her after squealing how it nearly snapped. Able to get on her now, Courtney laid herself against Danielle where she could’ve possibly just sat on her, but instead chose to have her legs laid out across the black girl’s legs with their feet against one another. There clits were also contacted together, their naked pussy lips smooching on one another as their lower halves rustled.

Neither cared or paid attention to their lower halves tangling though. Because of how the two hand fell with their hands strangling each other’s tits, it had caused a lot of tight sealed pressured to lapse on both girls chests. Once the two had recovered from it though, they presumed with the demolishing work of one another’s tits.

Realising the fact that Courtney was less secured lying on her like this, Danielle budged her hips against the white lass and the two flipped over with the black women hovering her upper half over the white chick, using her wrists to wind up much of Courtney’s boobs as possible, while she raked her nails against the black girls.

The two’s tits were getting in a complete mess and the women’s arms were getting tired of how much boob carnage they were having to do, yet this fight wasn’t nearly over just yet. Trying to make it so, Danielle the thing she viewed Courtney should’ve if she wanted to win the fight. Pulling up her legs and lifting her back, Danielle adjusted herself into a sitting position, now sitting up as they continued the titfight.

“Get off me.” Groaned Courtney disliking her weight ontop and how the black women’s cunt was gaped on hers made her just as much uncomfortable.

Buckling underneath, Danielle’s weight, Courtney eventually twisted her waist enough to spring the black gal off her and make her fall onto her side opposite to Courtney. Soon as the two were lying on their sides facing one another, their hands-on titfight continued.

Making whinges and quivers with their lips, they added in groans each time their boobs were being yanked from their chests or made desperate ghouls as they were spun around in one place as much as possible or yiked when their fingers clawed. At times the women put in a mixture to see which worked best or hurted the other more, between their boobs such as clawing the left one as they tried picking the nipple off the other. There was even one point Courtney tried concentrating on one boob with one hand while Danielle was flattening the white boobs together.

As that went on their legs and feet, squirmed and kicked one another having a fight of their own, trying to grab each other, wrestled or tried pinning the other long hard beauts to the ground.

After a few moments of this, the women were beginning to dislike how they were lying on their arms being on their side, causing them to lose self-blood circulation and their leg and feet fight was becoming distracting. Therefore once the two regain the energy, they started getting themselves to their knees and were technically helping one another on the way the dragged each other up by the boobs.

On their knees again, they went on with their hands-on two fight, groaning and squealing as their nails were just in there. However because their legs had been under a lot more strain than intended and were exhausted, the girls slid their legs off their bums and put them in front of themselves. Again the legs crammed into another, but the girls sought more of a compromise then an actual tussle for space.

Either way the fight now mainly consisted of pushing against the other girls mauled tits as looked to lay down onto of the other girl as their bodies really were getting tired of all this. They had enough energy and strength to keep themselves up for sure and to definitely apply enough pain to the other gal to make her grunt and whimper.

Their boobs were sting, burning and just aching from all the punishment had taken so far throughout all this. Danielle was finding it hard to believe that boobs could take this much and that she had managed to push herself to keep on fighting. Yet the black girl was just starting not to be able to take it. How the white girl continued to ruffle them with her hands, make scratch marks with her claws and stretched them by pulling back her arms.

The thoughts of how her boobs were being this damaged were starting to take effect on Danielle. She started untighten her arms off Courtney, letting her make room to mangle her boobs all she wanted and was inevitably able to shove the black girl back. Just as she was half way to the floor, Danielle stop herself by place her hands onto the floor, finally removing them from Courtney’s breasts to let them spring again.

“Alright, alright I give.” Pleaded Danielle and when Courtney didn’t relieve she puttered. “Stop now.”

But as Courtney continued relentlessly, Danielle was unsure what she wanted that she almost placed her hands on the white girl again, but had to settle for being dropped back onto the floor, hoping that was enough. Seeing the black girl helpless before her, Courtney moved herself on top until she saw on the defeated opponent’s stomach.

“Had enough?” Whispered Courtney rubbing her hands firmly around Danielle’s breasts as though she were moulding clay.

“Yes- I’ve had enough.” Cried Danielle feeling so pathetic.

“Whose boobs are better then?” Taunted Courtney.

Believing it this had been just a regular titfight, Danielle could say hers were, but in this current position she was forced to say. “Yours are better?”

“Good.” Snapped Courtney giving a final shove with her hands before finally getting up naked and walking out of the sitterroom. “You want any tea after that?”

Cradling herself completely to hide her wrecked tits, Danielle whimpered. “No.”

“Alright but good titfight anyways.” Congratulated as she went into the kitchen.

Ignoring her, Danielle just tried to reach out from one of the bras that might have been either hers or Courtney’s just wanting to hide the shame she had suffered and get out of here. She was worried she’d ever be able to titfight again.