I'm Doris, perhaps one or two of you know me and I have a boyfriend who loves catfights - grin, grin! After the last running commentary I thought it had all been said, and I had no idea that people were so interested in my person, but Cindy is right, the story continued:

But no longer with Mareike; she and my ex had split up. Was it my fault? At least I hope so, not that it brought me anything though, because our contact stopped except for a few birthday greetings (by SMS - how impersonal!).

I can't remember which year it was, but he rang me out of the blue and asked me if I wanted to earn some money. Of course, with catfight? No problem, who's your new girlfriend? Apparently they weren't together, so nothing was happening, obviously. What model travels from Berlin to Flensburg to my place in the middle of the night? More that 600 miles just like that, for 30 minutes catfight? Did my ex really think I was that stupid?


And then the wrestling (it wasn't supposed to be a real fight) was to take place with us dressed in swimsuits, no rounds, just writhing about. When they arrived he made a big fuss, insisting that I get changed in the living room on my own, with Inez in the kitchen. The first I saw of her was when she came out of the kitchen straight at me and it all started!


For the first few minutes we hesitated to get a real hold of each other. It wasn't fighting, there wasn't even any action, it was just tense! We tried with our bodies to push each other away, or better still, get on top of the other one. I let Inez win once.

In the pause that followed, there was a discussion. Inez insisted on victory and said she was finished. But all I had done in the last round was ask her to get off my tits a bit, after all, that wasn't a submission! But that evening my ex didn't want to quarrel with Inez. I then just said "OK, then, let's call it a day, although...surely that wasn't a 30-minute fight altogether, was it? We could do some more - topless - couldn't we?" - I won! Inez had to fight again.


Shit, why couldn't I have kept my trap shut! I thought catfight was women wrestling more or less erotically, a bit of tit-grabbing and perhaps even going for the pussy, arousing my ex ready for some good sex afterwards. What, sex with the ex? - doesn't have to be, but getting him aroused and then not letting him, now that's something else!

Inez was cross and hurt me, - then I hurt her!


I provoked her more and more! I didn't think of what that could have led to, I was on a high - in fact we both were!


Up till then Inez had grabbed my tits only accidentally, but now she really meant it! But I didn't want to give in, not against Inez!


I fought back and had nearly got the better of Inez, but the heat, the nasty sticky bodies, I hardly had any strength left! Then my ex came to the rescue: "Do you want to give up?" - yes, I did want to!

But there wasn't a peep from Inez either - we were both completely exhausted!

It was really hot and the stupid sheet we were supposed to be fighting on was all wrinkled after only 30 seconds. My knees were sore from the rough carpet and Inez was quite different from Mareike (Cindy: Doris means in PCF-Old-1 to 3). Why had I agreed to this evening? Well, at least at the beginning I had Inez under control!


Perhaps I pulled her hair a bit too hard, but I had to tame her somehow. I guess it must have been the tit-pinching that made Inez really aggressive! I couldn't care less and Inez could argue with my ex about it afterwards.


I started to enjoy it, because Inez could take a lot of punishment and accept it. I didn't have to be careful as I did with Mareike, who kept complaining!


I was already sitting on Inez and she was near to submitting, but then I wanted to press my tits into her face, big mistake! Inez turned into a fury and then I was the one underneath. She squashed my breast hard and I couldn't breathe, so I asked her very quietly if she would her me have a little air and she counted that as a submission!