About the Author
Amateur purveyor of steamy catfight fiction. I have penned several efforts down through the years and my stories trend towards the more erotic side of the fetish, often blurring the line between fighting and fucking. So, if over-the-top catty confrontations between warring women are your thing, you’ve come to the right place. 😀
My stock-in-trade tends to be overtly sexual, often containing explicit dialogue. Disputes over a shared lover are a recurring theme. Hey, at least I’m consistent! I like to indulge in a lengthy prologue before setting up the confrontation between the protagonists, so as to develop the characters somewhat, and get the reader invested in the outcome.
Please feel free to read my stories and post a message underneath, if so inclined. If you would like to forward on some constructive criticism, you are more than welcome to do so via the e-mail address provided below. I aspire to improve as a writer and the only way that can happen is through your help. I promise that sincere input from anyone seeking to aid my development will be met with receptive ears.
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Feel free to browse through my collection of stories, and those of the wonderfully-talented RivalsRapture, or any of the other exceptional authors kind enough to share their work on this site.
And most importantly, have fun!
Contact: This author may be contacted at: email@example.com .
When the fairer halves of two “friendly” couples drift towards tension, sparks fly.
(Sequel to The Missing Spark)
Emma and Maria find themselves back together, and once again fighting for their others.
When a loving and adventurous wife discovers her husband’s true fantasy, she does all she can to help him imagine it. In so doing, however, she discovers her own interest peaked and passions stoked.
(Sequel to The Rivals)
Wives fight over the title of “Catfight Queen” for their spectating husbands, and feminine pride.
When wife and mistress lay their affections bare, a battle for husband and lover begins. Not one apart from their prize, but with him. Each playing as much with him as each other.
Two women battle with their wits, womanhoods, womanly wiles in a club meant for just such a struggle.
Our eyes met across the disputed phallus for just the briefest of moments. And then she struck the first blow. As David’s cock gently glanced her fulsome lips, she enveloped it in a warm kiss. The spiteful bitch maintained eye contact with me the whole time, as her head bobbed up and down on my boyfriend’s dick!