CATFIGHT: Which greasy DIVA would ruin the other, Aguilera or Winehouse

[Ted Mark]

CATFIGHT: Which greasy DIVA would ruin the other, Christina Aguilera or Amy Winehouse?



Now I’m asking about a real fight …. these 2 bubbling hotties go to the same club wired to Neptune and swigging Everclear.

They get in a tear ‘em up and stomp ‘em down biker chick fight.

Who take’s YOU home tonight?:snickerpup:

Slap away the fleas! Spray your condom with Lysol? before rolling it on. Tongue kiss the winner if you are sincere!

Which girl would be the WINNER?

AS PER USUAL - CLICK IMAGES TO ENLARGE YOUR PLEASURE



:rotfl:

[cage]

to support my vote...oh, I never do celeb fights...and for the court record I didn't do this one

WARNING: This is a fantasy of extreme nature about violent, brave, lusty people who are willing to personally suffer the consequences or reap the rewards of their actions with out regards to the norms of modern society or the qualms of conscience. Don?t read it if you are not interested in such topics or at all squeamish. Also, make sure you are mature enough to know the difference between illusion and reality. This is not a how to book.

Christina and Amy: I?ve got your Rehab for you Bitch by Mr. Cage ([email protected])



Christina swigged down her drink and looked across the tiny Celebrity Room at the rival diva swilling booze and having her tits sucked, one by a hot little bitch girl groupie and the other by a fag looking boy-chick with long red hair. A manager sat nearby talking on his phone and two bodyguards stood behind the darkened booth, casting even deeper shadows. The rest of the bitch?s posse either drugged out or danced clogging up the tiny private dance floor. Two other celebrity tables remained vacant.


A break in the pounding music in the public section came. Suddenly it became possible to talk and all of Christina?s party laughed loudly as she sniffed her nose and said, ?I smell gutter cunt.?


Unfortunately, her manager was on the phone with Christina?s manager. Both managers were almost ear to ear with their diva?s and Christina?s clear dulcet voice broadcast loud enough for Amy as she twisted her head back and forth enjoying the tit sucking and the furtive hands up her dress into her unshaven, uncovered cunt. Suddenly her pale skin flushed. Amy grabbed the phone out her manager?s hand and shouted, ?What did that disco cocksucker say??


Christina grabbed her manager?s phone. ?I said I smelled gutter cunt, which is a nice way of asking you to cross your legs so the stink doesn?t spoil everyone else?s evening.?


??Fuck you dye-job fake spic Barbie Boobs.?


?Eat shit and die you fucking crack ho!?


Amy stood up. Christina stood up. Both groups stood up. Body guards walked around the parties glaring. Christina had paid her bodyguards to fight other celebs bodyguards more than once, but not this time. She wanted to whip that diseased whore and show her how to get ?Dirty.? Amy said she would put Christina in Rehab. They turned to their managers and told them to arrange it. The two men tried to persuade their divas? to settle it by using their girlfriends to fight it out, but neither bitch figured the other would put up much of a fight and for once wanted to do it themselves. Very soon the managers had made a deal.


They rented a private suite up above, four rooms including a plush conversation/fuck pit in the living room. The posses would watch but not interfere. The winner would be the last woman standing and the stakes were, the loser?s posse left and the winner?s posse fucked the loser ?All Night Long.? Very soon the divas were taking off jewelry and piercings. They left their party dresses on, blue tit-pumping mini for Christina and a typically jarring purple and black nipple hanger for Amy. At the last moment they kicked off their heels and Christina removed her sheer stockings, more worried about slipping on the rug than exposing her shaved pussy.


The posses cheer and screamed to encourage the suddenly semi-sobered and hesitant divas. The pit was surrounded by a circular black leather padded couch. A plush red shag carpet covered the floor. The three long shallow steps leading down into the pit got covered by a mattress yanked from a bed so there were no sharp edges exposed anywhere. The girls glared, but didn?t fight.


Christina saw cell phones on Amy?s side and demanded the managers collect all cell phones since she did not want pictures of her fighting a whore on the internet. That started Amy taunted Christina about being a chicken-shit whore, afraid that she was about to get her cunt kicked in. Once the girls started jawing they got closer and closer until they were plastic tit to plastic tit, flat belly to flat belly, hard thin thigh to thigh, arms waving out to the sides as they cursed each other out.


Finally Amy got so mad that her curse carried a glob of spit to splatter on Christina?s bright red rouged lips. Christina gasped and spit back putting a glob on Amy?s nose, ?Take that you big nose coke snorting bitch!?


Amy?s right hand slapped the blonde and the left pushed her backwards hard. Christine stumbled and ended up sitting down on the couch, the top of her dress exposing half of both her nipples. Amy staggered in the center of the pit and held up her hands, exposing all of her nipples as though the fight was over.


Christine screeched and lunged forward, slamming shoulder first into Amy?s exposed tits driving her completely out of her sleazy top. The two divas screeched as they traveled across the carpet feet flying. Amy fell down on the leather couch, her legs spread. Her hairy crotch showing as her skirt rolled up to her hips. A second later Christina landed on top of her sitting in reverse, her own dress rolled up over her big round ass exposing her pussy and asshole to all as she rose up on her knees, left knee over Amy?s right thigh and right knee between the British lasses typically wide spread legs.


Amy saw nothing but tit and sank her for once clear and manicured nails into the fat round globes and pushed. Christina screamed and grabbed a double handful of Amy?s black unruly hair just to stay on the couch. Amy pushed the two firm globes up the blonde?s chest causing her some real pain. A handful of black hair came out in Christina?s hand and suddenly she was falling backwards onto the carpet.


Amy started to stand up. As she did, the blonde?s smooth right heel landed perfectly on the center of the black furry cunt. The blonde?s posse whooped ?There It Is!? as the ?Dirty? fighter delivered the perfect cunt kick from her back. Amy howled and fell back on the couch. She grabbed her cunt with one hand and started pumping kicks toward the downed blonde like she was riding a stationary bicycle on meth.


Her rough heels and callused soles got the blonde on her thighs and even her belly, but the blonde closed her legs as soon as the first kick came down. Christina scooted on her bare ass out of range and rolled over to stand up. Amy?s posse screamed for her to get on Christina?s back. She slammed into the hot blonde just as she stood up. This time blonde hair ended up in diva fists. Christina cried out as she was jerked around by her hair. Her feet flew as she just managed to keep her balance as she was swung around by her hair, bent halfway over.


Amy stopped swinging and tried to knee the blonde in the face. But as soon as Christina?s feet got firmly planned she rammed head first into the UK diva?s belly. The English singer grunted and again fell back on the couch, but this time her bare feet came up and she got them in Christina?s belly. Amy jerked on the blonde hair and pushed with her feet, digging her toes into Christina?s dress. The expensive number started to come apart at the seams, but it wasn?t covering anything anyway.


Unable to reach Amy?s body, Christina started raking the English woman?s thighs again and again, leaving welts and then scratches and then bloody gashes. Amy endured long enough to get the blonde?s dress rolled around her waist, exposing her tits and cunt completely. Then she let go of the blonde?s hair and gave her a brutal shove with her feet sending the little howling diva staggering backwards to fall on her bare ass.


Amy got up ignoring the fact that her dress was around her waist too. She saw the bare cunt winking at her and went to put her foot in it. Christina cried out as the English foot violated her. Amy?s posse went wild. The English pub crawler and alley brawler raised her foot to mound stomp the tiny blonde, but the American diva scissor kicked her dancer?s legs and took Amy?s left ankle out from under her.


Amy fell hard on her left shoulder. She sat up only to catch Christina?s first real punch of the fight right on the nose. The English woman had taken face punches from girls, boyfriends, and husbands, but she still fell on her back holding her nose. Christina climbed on top, straddling the downed diva?s hips and leaned forward to pin Amy?s longer skinnier tattooed arms to the carpet going for a school girl pin.


Amy jerked her hands away and fastened them on those big tits swaying over her, pushing the bloated balloons back and forth across the small chest. Christina fell off to the side trying to pull Amy?s hands off her tits. The English woman rolled onto her side and started to climb on top. Christina snapped her dancer?s legs around Amy?s waist and crossed her ankles behind the black-haired woman?s waist.


Amy ignored the legs getting on her knees and wrestling with Christina?s hands. Then the hot muscular tiny tot blonde snapped her legs tight on the skinny waist. Amy?s face reddened and she gasped. The legs bit in deep and Christina gave them a jiggle causing the English woman to groan.


Amy set back on her heels and started pressing Christina?s knees apart. The blonde sat up with her hands free. She dug her nails into the pale pink aureole so often captured by the paparazzi. Her bright red nails quickly left marks and she gouged and twisted the nipple meat ruthlessly. Amy screamed and let go of the knees and pulled the claws off her tits by the wrists. Then Christina?s legs tightened again.


Amy gasped and screeched. She let go of the blonde?s wrists and clawed at the legs. That lasted a second and the black-haired diva?s nipples were again in the American?s nipple gouging claws. The cycle repeated four times as Amy?s face got redder, her gasps got more desperate and her nipples got bloodied.


Christina?s posse grew louder and Amy?s looked worried. Then the English street peeing girl did what comes naturally to a girl with too much drink and a tight waist scissor crushing her guts. She puked, splattering Christina from chin to her tits. Christina?s legs open and she cried out wiping the vomit off her tits. Amy shook her head and spit out some bile filling Christina?s navel. It was just another Saturday Night for the English pub crawler, the pampered, publically proper American beauty cried out in disgust. The blonde scooted backwards gagging and wiping the sticky gunk from her balloons.


The two divas took an impromptu round break. Towels came out and so did water. Amy ate a candy bar, gargled and spit into an ice bucket. Tina shed her ruined dress with disgust and took a towel bath. She demanded someone wipe up the splatter from the carpet. Everyone assumed the fight was over.


Amy snapped, ?Well bitch, you ready to fuck and suck the night away.?


?What the fuck! I kicked your ass bitch. You vomited. I won.?


?Fuck you won, you quit!?


Someone snorted in the crowd, ?Round two.? Then Christina?s manager insisted that Amy shed her dress. Amy?s manager said no way, but before he could finish his argument Amy kicked the dress off her feet showing her full bush and pale white ass as though everyone had seen it, and everyone probably had.


Christina made tiny fists and started stalking the English woman like she did in her fight video. Amy laughed and made her own fists. She felt she could easily win a fist fight with the tight ass miss goodie. Amy?s first wild right swung over Christina?s shoulder. Amy?s forearm hit the side of Christina?s neck. The blonde barely noticed it as her right fist plowed straight into that big target Amy called a nose. Amy?s head snapped back and she stepped back.


Christina?s left crashed into Amy?s right tit. The English brawler growled and took another right this time to her eye. Her own left smashed into the blonde?s red lips, smearing rouge across Christina?s face and started her lips to swelling. The blonde stepped backwards shocked at being hit back. Amy?s wide left crashed into the blonde?s ear and sent her staggering to the side. Amy?s posse yelled for more.


The English woman stalked her blonde prey. Christina?s right foot shot straight out and hit Amy?s left thigh. The English girl gasped and almost fell. She backed away rubbing her sore thigh as a bruise spread rapidly on the pale skin. Christina lunged forward and crashed her tiny right fist into Amy?s left eye. Amy twisted her head away and turned half way around protecting her left side, her left eye already swelling and darkening.


Christina grabbed the woman?s hair and jerked backwards brutally pulling the diva off her feet and slamming her to the floor. Amy lay on her back stunned. Christina drove her right foot down hard on Amy?s lower belly. Everyone groaned as the dancer?s foot sank into the white belly. There was no fat there, so the blonde?s hard foot violated the diva?s womb from the outside.


Amy gagged and sat up jack-knife style. Christina grabbed the gasping diva by the top of her black hair and pumped another right into the bridge of Amy?s nose. The blow put the English singer on her back with a badly bleeding nose and Christina with a fistful of matted black hair in her left fist. She laughed and raised her foot for a cunt stomp.


Instead the English girl?s rough sole slammed into Christina? bare slit, crushing her cunt lips and propelling her backwards to sit on the leather couch, groaning and holding her pussy. Amy rolled over and tried to stand. She dropped to her knees holding her belly once. Christina took time moaning and gagging as she suffered through the cunting.

[cage]

Amy made it to her feet the second time. She rushed the sitting blonde and this time slammed into a sitting position riding the blonde?s hard thighs. The position trapped the blonde?s fists in her crotch. Amy started punching Christina?s face and head wildly sending blonde hair flying and the American singer?s head popping side to side. After a dozen punches blood flew from Christina?s busted right eyebrow filling her eyes socket and covering the right side of her face. Her nose bleed slightly and the upper lip had split.


The English girl kept punching. Then suddenly she rose up on her knees screaming. She stopped punching and reached down for her pussy. Christina?s left index finger was in Amy?s hairy asshole and the rest of her left hand clawed and pinched fleshy cunt lips while her right hand seemed to have actually penetrated Amy?s cunt.


The English woman screamed and ripped at the hands violating her. Her fat tits rode the top of Christina?s tits; both firm boob jobs bulging like balloons. As Amy?s head lowered so she could see the hands finger raping her, her bloody nose came into range. Christina shocked everyone by twisting her head up and extending her long neck to the fullest. She clamped her teeth on the English proboscis and bit down.


Amy screamed, with a distinctly nasal tone, and pushed backwards trying to escape the cunt and nose attack. Her bloody nose slipped between Christina?s now red teeth and the Amy fell hard on her ass, one hand on her nose and the other covering her cunt.


Christina howled and leapt on top of the downed woman. Straddling Amy?s waist, the blonde lost no time. She had tasted diva blood and wanted more. Her claws grabbed the fat globes floating on Amy?s chest, squeezed and twisted them so the already bloody nipples were side by side.

The blonde?s now pink hair slapped down covering Amy?s upper chest as the American went from nipple to nipple, biting and pulling. Amy screamed and kicked wildly. She got her hand off her cunt and clawed at Christina?s back leaving long red scratches. The blonde kept biting and chewing tit. Amy?s other hand gave up trying to keep the teeth out of her bloody bruised nipples and went straight for the pretty blonde?s face.


As soon as the nails marked her face Christina rolled off. She got to her knees gasping. Amy held both her bloody tits and screamed for help. Christina stood up and snapped her right foot up under Amy?s chin. Her teeth crashed together. The English girl?s head snapped backwards and she hit the floor, legs spread, hands loosely cupping hr bloody tits, belly moving in and out.


The managers moved forward. Christina managed to deliver three savage cunt kicks to the knocked out woman before they pulled her off. The fight was over. The blonde staggered around pumping her fist in the air and shouting about being the toughest bitch in the world. Her manager had a bodyguard treat her split eye-brow while he called a plastic surgeon for an early morning stitch job.


Amy?s posse left. The English diva woke up covered in cum while a strange cock plunged in and out of her ass. She could see her feet up in the air propped on the black man?s shoulders. Suddenly a red haired pussy covered her face. She was sore and tired and getting fucked.


She thought, ?Where the fuck is this and how much did I have to drink this time? Oh hell, just another night on the town.?

[Ted Mark]

unprecidented!

wonderful fun. You have to laugh or cry at the way these ladies do what they do so well.


Thanks for the inspiration. (And I hope soon to see you move your inspection of human mayhem and female nature to Mother Russia!)

:thankU:

[Jessikafights]

TEE HEE!!!! Great stuff, Cage! Guess whose pussy was this below ... (sorry, no prizes ...) LOL! :-)

Suddenly a red haired pussy covered her face. She was sore and tired and getting fucked.

[tr0tz]

Hello Cage,

a late thank you for your short trip to celebrity fight stories. Nice stories, nice work done by you and Christine!