Three-Way Catfight Over the Boss: Chapter 4 by JustLooking9000

Lan Rong softly opened her eyes as she woke up. She couldn’t help but to smile as she felt her husband’s hard cock on her naked ass.  She caressed her chest, feeling the still fresh marks her rival for Deng’s affections had left on her chest. She was proud to have shown her old sexual antagonist she was *still* the better woman. Better still, Deng was there to witness the catfight and the final defeat of his ex-girlfriend. Ever since the fight he just couldn’t keep his hands, and cock, off her. He begged her for retelling after retelling of her epic struggle with Wen Wen. She gleefully indulged him.  He also asked what she planned to do when she met with his secretary Mao Chun -yet another bitter rival for Deng’s affections- face to face. After all, Xiao Lan had issued a clear challenge to the secretary the very night she had beaten Wen Wen into submission.

Mao Chun hadn’t made an overly provocative move for a while. A tense calm reigned in the meantime, but Lan Rong knew the secretary was not idle. No, her sexual rival was scheming, making plan after plan to drive a wedge between her and Deng. No doubt Xiao Mao would love to give her a nasty surprise and steal her husband right under her nose. And by now she knew the Hunan bitch well enough to guess what her next move was going to be…the Halloween party.

The Halloween Party

Mr Liu’s idea. He was one of Deng’s intimate friends, manager by day, organizer of a swinger community by night. The party would be held in a huge wood floor hall and was intended to imitate the infamous dance halls in Chengdu, Sichuan just raunchier. That is, there would be a dimly lit area with food and drinks, but most of the dance area would be very dark: An ideal setting for the raunchiest of dances. Mr Liu very much wanted to encourage debauchery and advised his guests to bring as little clothing as possible.

Mao Mao was definitively aware of the particulars, and Lan Lan knew the secretary would not let this opportunity go to waste. Her love rival would love nothing more than to take her by surprise and humiliate her in a public all-out catfight over her man. It was a high risk-high reward situation, where Xiao Lan could lose a lot of face if she was defeated. One part of her tried to think of a good excuse to avoid going to the Halloween party without sounding like a coward. Her wilder side however, looked forward such a public confrontation, knowing that winning under such a scenario would shame her rival and destroy her credibility as a mistress in front of Deng’s acquaintances. Then she could drive her away from her husband for good.


Mao Chun was frustrated. She had been laying the groundwork to settle accounts with Wen Mei and recover her pride of place in Deng’s bedroom but Lan Rong had stolen her thunder. While on the surface nothing had changed between herself and Deng, she perceived a subtle change in her boss’ attentions. Sure, he was always happy to see her; but she could feel Xiao Lan’s hold over him growing stronger. She needed to put that Sichuan bitch in her place before it was too late.


However, she needed to lay her plans carefully. Deng would welcome a free for all catfight anytime, anywhere, but such a pedestrian win would not deter Lan Rong, or Wen Mei, from trying to orchestrate a rematch. No, if she wanted to win in a definitive manner, she had to put to risk it all in a public confrontation. And she knew the Halloween party would be the perfect way to do it. Show up, shamelessly steal Deng and dare the wife to fight her in front of all their mutual acquaintances. Personal honour and face would guarantee that Lan Lan would fight her. Winning a public catfight would destroy Lan Lan’s standing within Deng’s circle of friends while raising her own status in front of Deng’s acquaintances. In Chinese society, such a loss of face would be devastating for Lan Lan’s status as a wife. Then she’d focus on Wen Wen.

Of course, Mao Mao knew the risks involved with her otherwise brilliant plan: If the black haired temptress actually won the catfight, it’d be Mao Chun *herself* who would be publicly shamed into abandoning her pretensions over Deng. But it was a risk she was willing to take if it meant that she could settle her dispute with Deng’s wife once and for all.


Wen Mei was seething with rage. The physical wounds were healing but her womanly pride was shaken. She was ashamed to have lost in front of Deng. She hated feeling the weight of her lover and her rival having sex on top of her defeated body. Xiao Lan had made a point of telling her all the times Deng orgasmed inside her. Deng came to visit his ex gf after the fight to comfort and assure her that although she had lost her position as the top cat, he was going to visit once a week.

“What about the Halloween party we planned to go?”-asked Wen Wen.

-“Well, I’m going with Xiao Lan now. Sorry”

Xiao Wen was half expecting that answer, but to hear it confirmed still stung badly. Nevertheless, she presented a calm demeanour, letting Deng know that although she was at the bottom of the hierarchy now, she planned to claw her way to the top again. But she had learned her lesson: A common private catfight would not deter Lan Rong from trying to regain her man at a later date, to say nothing of that annoying secretary, Mao Chun.

She needed to shock and embarrass her sexual rival in such a way she would never dare to fight for Deng again.

And she knew the way to do it. Her mutual acquaintances told her about Mr Liu’s scandalous Halloween party. She had participated in several of Mr Liu’s parties back then when Deng was deciding between herself and Lan Lan. Neither was too keen on the orgies, but each woman felt not going would seriously hurt her chances with Deng. Everyone in the parties knew about their romantic feud over Deng, and they encouraged their sexual competition. Their carnal contest had been a source of great entertainment for the party guests.

She had stopped going to Mr Liu’s events after Deng chose Lan Rong as his wife. But now she knew that the way to achieve her aims was to goad her old rival into a public catfight. Winning would not only win her Deng back, but shame Lan Rong in front of so many people that she’d avoid all public relations, basically giving up her claim to Deng. Of course, Wen Wen knew that if she lost the catfight it’d be her on the spot. It was an all or nothing bet, and she was willing to take it.


Halloween night….

Deng came to the party wearing just underwear. He was supposed to be Tarzan, which he could pull reasonably well, with a slim, yet toned physique. Lan Lan for her part donned a semi-transparent black French maid outfit barely held together by a pair of straps hanging on her otherwise bare shoulders. No effort was needed to guess was her panties looked like: you could see right through the negligee that she was wearing a tiny black g string. She wanted to look her sluttiest when the time came to confront the secretary.

The bitch secretary was one thing, but the slut ex-girlfriend was also on top of Lan Lan’s mind. Wei Mei still had plenty of friends in Deng’s circles (some of whom Lan Rong suspected would have much preferred Deng had married Wen Mei instead of Lan Rong) and they had no doubt told her of this supposedly secret swinging party. Surely Wen Mei would see the potential such an event offered to improve her own position and might decide to show up to challenge Xiao Lan over Deng’s cock, in public.

The thought of catfighting tooth and nail for her husband’s cock in front of all these people already made Lan Rong very anxious, but the scenario that worried her the most was if both Wen Mei and Mao Chun both came to the party. In such a case matter could become very messy indeed, and an exhausted Lang Rong might find herself barely winning over one these sluts only to be easily overcome by a cheap shot by the other one.

The dancehall was not pitch black, but dark enough for guests to only being able to make out the silhouettes of guests suggestively grinding and joining together in carnal union. To add a more voyeuristic tone to the proceedings, the dark hall was sometimes illuminated with flashes of lighting, letting everyone see what everyone else was doing for a nanosecond, which just added to the sheer sexual energy being built up.

As soon as the proper greetings were issued, Lan Lan noticed her man was being overstimulated by the abundance of exposed flesh and glimpses of what was happening to the dark area of the dance floor. Feeling visually stimulated too, the Sichuan girl said “Master, I see…you’re tense today” as she took her man to the dark side.

-“Well, I guess. But what can we do?”-Deng let a smug smile as he knew what was going to happen. His Sichuan lover faced him chest to chest to start the dance

-“Pardon my boldness, but I think I can help…”

-“Well, I have several assistants helping me relieve my tension”-said Deng, knowing that any mention of her romantic rivals would fire up his wife’s competitive spirit.

-“I know several competitors are trying to displace me. I just beat one a few weeks ago”-The black haired beauty kissed him, feeling his hardened manhood in between her thighs-“But they’re wrong if they think I won’t…compete…tooth and nail…for my position.” Deng could feel his cock being enveloped by Xiao Lan’s thighs while her arms were busy feeling his naked back.

-“I welcome this contest”-she whispered as she amped up the erotic touching up a notch. “I work harder…my service is personalized…I can do better. I want it…the most.” The Sichuan woman’s hand went inside the Tarzan underwear and grabbed her man’s hard cock and directing it towards her wet vagina. Deng could make out a mischievous smile on his lover’s face.

-“They are working very hard to replace you and won’t take no for an answer though”-insisted Deng.

-“If they can’t take no for an answer…I guess I’ll have to have a woman to woman *talk* to persuade them”. Unable to restrain herself any longer, she lowered her panties and inserted Deng’s erect manhood inside her. They copulated “discreetly” as they pretended to dance, all the while Xiao Lan was declaring her willingness to defend what was hers.


After their pleasurable dance, Lan Lan had gone to the ladies’ room to freshen up. She was enjoying the party more than she had been expecting, and so far there were no signs of the secretary or her old romantic rival. Maybe she had been too paranoid about her antagonist showing up.

Deng was around the food area waiting for Xiao Lan. He was enjoying the constant throng of women in skimpy dresses going to and leaving the dance floor. He would love to “dance” with some of the female partygoers, but he knew his wife wouldn’t react well if he found him in such a compromising position. A tap on his shoulder interrupted his gawking.

-“Why dear, you look so sickly tonight”-Deng turned around to find Mao Chun seductively smiling at him. Wow. Mao Chun had come prepared to out slut her younger rival tonight in a nurse themed white negligee with nothing underneath, so he could clearly see her excited chest and nipples through the top. The bottom part of the dress merely consisted of a white/red thong with a pair of doubled laced white high heels.

-“Wow. You look amazing. But I already have someone taking care of me tonight…”-Deng was liking where tonight was headed. He’d been keen to watch a rematch between her secretary and his wife and it seemed as if he’d soon get his wish.

-“I know. But can you really trust a mere housemaid to take good care of you?  You’ll be leaving with me and I’ll…nurse you back to health tonight.”-cooed the Hunan siren as she sneaked her hand under her boss’ underwear and playfully grabbed her Deng’s semi-hardened cock

-“It’s sticky”-noticed Xiao Mao, disgusted-“I can do better than her”

-“Well, I think Xiao Lan would dispute that”-said Deng.

-“Oh really?”-Xiao Mao knew that her boss was trying to get a raise from her, but it was ok. She wanted to be led that way. She gently pulled her man towards the dark dancefloor-“I’ll convince you otherwise”.

Finding a suitable spot, Mao Mao smiled as she squatted, then pulled down her man’s underwear, giving his dick some fresh air. “Tonight I’ll make you forget all about her”. The Hunan temptress then slowly and sensually proceeded to stand up, rubbing her tits on her boss’ legs as she went up. She made a partial stop on Deng’s cock, making sure to massage it with her excited chest. She proceeded to go upwards kissing Deng’s nipples and finally French kissed him.

-“I guess I can listen to your arguments”-Deng whispered as he licked and softly bit his secretary’s ears, while his hands lifted her negligee half way to get a better feel of her naked skin.  

-“I show you why nurses are better than housemaids” –replied Xiao Mao as she was busy grinding her lover into ecstasy. Feeling his cock between her legs, she whispered “It seems you suffer from penis erectus syndrome. I’ll help you take care of it…” That said, she went to her knees, then proceeded to blow him in the crowded hall.


Xiao Lan was growing frustrated. She had just come back from the lady’s room and couldn’t find her husband. She was told by an acquaintance that she saw him going into the dancehall with a woman with a nurse outfit. Alarm bells ringing all over her head, she walked towards the dark area, looking for her husband. The darkness made it difficult to make out who was who, although the intermittent lighting helped somewhat. She was considering going back to the lit area of the hall until she saw Deng…seemingly alone. The Sichuan woman was puzzled. Wasn’t he supposed to be accompanied? Where was the nurse? No matter, she made a straight line for him.

-“Hello there lover. Miss me?”-whispered Lan Lan as she licked and gently bit her husband’s ear. Deng could feel Xiao Lan’s nipples stab his broad naked back. Wow, what a situation. His wife was grinding him from behind, while his secretary was in front of him giving him a blowjob. The darkness conspired to keep the women unaware of each other. The man in dispute turned the upper part of his body to kiss and hug Xiao Lan, while at the same time tried not to moan of pleasure whenever he felt his secretary’s tongue swirling around his dick. He was hopping they wouldn’t notice each other. Tough luck. The Sichuan beauty wanted to get a feel for her man’s manhood and turning around, her legs crashed into Mao Mao’s body.

-“WHAT THE FUCK”-Thought the Hunan girl as she was rudely pushed away by someone’s legs. Outraged, she stood up just as a flash of lighting allowed her to see a puzzled Lan Lan grinding against her husband. Recognizing each other, the women reflexively went for a mutual hairpull as they exclaimed “YOU!” in unison. 

-“Let go my hair you skank!!”-The women stared down at each other, yet stood still, as if waiting for a signal to start hostilities. Deng could feel a burning sensation as he was in between them, feeling two sets of tits against his naked chest.

-“As soon as you leave my man alone loser”-said the older woman as she stroked Deng’s chest.

-“No way, I came with him tonight and leaving with him tonight. Isn’t that right Deng?”-Deng’s black-haired lover reached down Deng’s hardened manhood and stroked him.

-“Tough luck, he’s now with a better woman. Why would he choose *you* over *me*?”- Xiao Mao’s roaming hand also made a play for Deng’s cock.

-“Because I’m his *WIFE* while you’re just a fucking *WHORE*!”

-“YOU cunt!”-The Hunan girl started pulling hair aggressively with both hands, with Lan Rong not far behind. Deng tried to keep balance as he felt the two aroused bodies leaning against him. Despite the darkness, the ruckus attracted the attention of several couples close by; although they didn’t know it just yet, they were going to be treated with an all-out catfight over a guy.

 -“Stop hiding behind my….husband….and fight me….WOMAN TO WOMAN”-Lan Rong grunted as Deng was dragged from one side to the other as the women focused on ripping hair. Although Deng found this carnal struggle very erotic, he wanted out before he got hurt in the crossfire. In between the confused screams and insults, he finally managed to get free, letting the women have a go at each other.

-“You WANT a piece of me….come…and GET IT!”-Feeling her lover gone, the Hunan siren pulled her foe’s hair downwards, making her love rival stumble forward, where she greeted her midsection with her rights knee. She heard a HMPGH as she continued to use her sexy legs to bring pain to the wife. Lan Rong couldn’t see clearly what was happening, but she could certainly feel the knee attacks. So next time she felt Mao Mao’s knee on her abs, she sneaked on hand under the tiny nurse dress and found her enemy’s crotch in the darkness, which she proceeded to scratch.  The secretary retaliated by used her lethal nails on Lan Lan’s silky skin.

Deng didn’t know who was doing what to whom. All he could see were the svelte silhouettes of his women going back and forth in a primal struggle for sexual supremacy.

The party goers were commenting on the fight, but no one was doing anything, content to let two pretty girls fight it out. Their group had a lot of young good-looking people, so sometimes jealousy got the better of some members and fights over sexual partners while not frequent, were known to have happened. Standard procedure was to do nothing and wait for a winner to emerge.

Unable to keep her balance in high heels, Xiao Mao felt over, dragging her opponent with her. The Sichuan beauty stubbornly clung to her thigh hold, scratching like an alley cat in heat and causing all sorts of grief to the older Mao Mao. The good-looking women struggled over Xiao Mao’s panties, each knowing that their removal was going to give Lan Rong an edge in any cunt scratching contest. The Hunan beauty desperately kicked to get her adversary off her crotch while Lan Lan weathered the storm until she was hit on the face by the flat part of Mao’s high heels. The secretary felt the weight on her legs lighten, and quickly re-adjusted her thong. Deng saw the two women rising to their feet and then release a feminine warcry.

-“The only person….taking off my…panties today is…Deng!”- The Chinese women fought like boxers, belting out punches in quick succession, but a lot of hits missed due to the darkness, so the women relied heavily on the occasional lighting to reposition themselves. Lan Rong connected a solid backfist to the face that she couldn’t take advantage of because she lost track of the secretary. The Hunan woman on the other hand, was drilling punches into Lan Lan’s chest but she lost her tempo when her enemy stepped back.
 
-“The only panties he’s taking off today are MINE!”- Xiao Lan knew boxing at distance like men wouldn’t do the trick in this environment. So she forced herself into Mao Mao and got a good handful of brown hair while she mercilessly pounded the secretary. She really hated Mao Mao and her constant attempts to ruin her marriage. Their competition for Deng had them constantly raising their sexual game to make him forget all about the other.  It had been an emotionally charged journey for Xiao Lan. She despaired every time it seemed she was losing the sexual contest against the sultry secretary and was euphoric when Deng cancelled an appointment with Mao Mao to be with her.  Tonight, she was ready to get rid of the secretary once and for all.

As his women were belting it out in high heels, Deng felt someone hugging him from behind. “Hello lover” whispered Wen Mei as she gently bit her man’s ear. Had there been some lighting, Deng could have seen that his ex-girlfriend had come to the party donning a two piece flight attendant negligee that showed her toned mid drift. Her top showed some generous cleavage, but there was no need: anyone could have seen her bra less chest through the see-through negligee. At least she had the decency to wear a tiny g string barely covering her pussy. But her outfit made it clear she was not going to be left behind in the slutty dress arms race. 

The commotion had attracted Xiao Wen’s attention. She didn’t know who the fighting women were, and she didn’t care. She saw Deng, and seizing the chance, made a play for him. Deng now had the opportunity to rise to the occasion. To say, not now, he should focus on stopping the women from fighting and deciding on one lover instead of leaving the three women to decide for him. But he didn’t. Instead, his cock did the thinking for him, and quite in heat, he grabbed his ex’s tiny waist and made out with Mei Mei while still trying to catch glimpses of the fighting women.

Mao Mao blindly grabbed the flimsy fabric in Lan Lan’s negligee, tearing it open without much effort and then making a play for the Sichuan beauty’s boobs. “Say goodbye to your mediocre chest!”. Lan Lan screamed like a banshee, but instead of trying to reciprocate the tit mauling, her long nails bypassed the Hunan beauty’s thong and proved her wet cunt. Falling on their heels, the fighting lovers were too busy to notice Wen Wen stroking Deng’s cock. The women continued the nail duel, each hoping to outlast her rival in this sexual war of attrition.

Mao Mao had set her eyes on her handsome boss since day one. It was unfortunate he was married, but this was China, and everything was fair go, including going after married men. Initially she was quite confident in her feminine charms and expected no trouble in replacing her boss’ wife. She didn’t expect Lan Lan to get close and personal in their private war over Deng. Time and time again she had thought she had scored a victory against the wife’s hold over Deng, only for Xiao Lan to come back and deal a psychologically devastating blow. It was obvious this wife had experience in fending off romantic rivals. However, Mao Mao was nothing if not persistent. She was tired of the constant warfare over Deng’s cock, and planning to finally break the stalemate tonight.


-“I’m here to pick you up Sir. Our flight is departing…soon…”-said Xiao Wen as she was passionate kissing her man. Deng picked up on the roleplaying theme quite quickly, asking “Oh. Where to?”

-“Why, home.”-Smiled the Shandong seductress as she grinded the lower part of her body against her boss’ excited manhood.

-“It seems there’s to be a mistake. I already have people taking me home.”

-“Oh. You shouldn’t go with her”- Insisted his Xiao Mei.

-“Why?”-Deng playfully asked

Leaning forward to make sure her boss could feel her braless nipples, she softly whispered “Because I can take you…higher. I’ll offer you…a better service. I’ll personally provide you…whatever you desire. I’ll do…whatever it takes…to get you.” Hugging his slim ex, Deng whispered “Wow. You really want my business. What do you think of the competition?”

-“I despise her. Whatever she offers you, I can do better.”-Now Wen Wen made a direct appeal to Deng’s hardened manhood.

-“I think you’re mistaken…you aren’t competing with one other flight attendant…there’re two”-corrected Deng.

-“Two?”-asked the Shandong lady as she backed away from Deng for a moment-“What are you talking…ARGHH”-before she could finish the question, a shadow had leaped onto Xiao Wen and wrapped her legs around her tiny waist “WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING WITH MY MAN”

-“ARGH, GET OFF ME BITCH”-Deng’s ex-girlfriend lurched awkwardly as she protected herself from the punches raining down her head. She felt on the floor, unable to maintain her balance and fend off her attacker at the same time. She heard a grunt as her rival’s body absorbed most of the impact and felt her scissor hold relax enough for her to get free. A moment of lighting allowed her to see the hair colour of her attacker…black. What Deng had just told her now made sense; she guessed Mao Chun had also come to the party planning to sneak away with Deng but she was intercepted by Lan Rong. And by the looks of it, Lan Lan had just beaten the secretary.

 -“WHY YOU”-screamed the flight attendant as she pounced on a still hurting Lan Rong and went directly for her naked tits. The wife was shocked by the pain into fighting back by mauling and squeezing her rival’s chest through the thin tight top. She had just pinned down Mao Mao and was ready to punish her before she could recover, when she spotted some slut caressing her husband. Seething in anger, she forgot all about the woman underneath her and leaped onto whoever had the audacity of flirting with her man while she was fighting. It became was clear that the woman was that slutty Shandong girl she hated so much.

Although feeling the pain from Lan Rong’s nails on her chest, Wen Wen was happy to engage in this war of attrition because her chest was somewhat protected by the cloth, while Lan Rong’s tits were directly exposed to her own nails. Also she was fresh, while rival had taken some damage and spent some energy fighting Mao Mao. There was no way she could lose this. Lan Lan also knew this and tried to place a knee to the cunt to even the scales, but Wen Wen’s defensive manoeuvring and tight miniskirt stopped the attacks before her knees could reach her cunt.

-“Tonight Deng is leaving with ME!”-declared the young Shandong woman. She was eager to wash away the stain on her womanly honour and prove to her lover that her recent defeat was just a one off that would never repeat itself. There’s nothing that Xiao Wen would welcome more than defeating her old rival for Deng’s affections and then repay the humiliation Lan Lan inflicted on her ten-fold. Being impaled by Deng’s thick rod on top of Lan Lan’s defeated body was totally on the agenda for tonight. 

Lan Lan put a spirited effort, managing to tear apart several buttons from Wen’s tiny top, but the ex was able to pin down the wife on the floor. Deng could hear his wife’s high heels hitting the floor as she bounced like a wild bull in an attempt to dislodge the Shandong beauty.

 –“Say goodbye to your tits!”-Securing her hold, the brown haired girl continued to have her way with her older rival’s chest until she suddenly felt a weight and a set of tits on her back, putting downward pressure on her body until she was ear to ear with Lan Lan. The sultry Mao Mao had recovered from the beating she had received and was out for payback! The secretary’s hands went around Wen Wen and cupped her tits, using her nails to tear the flimsy top to shreds. Wen Wen’s own tit hold on the wife was severely weakened as she tried to get Xiao Mao off her back. Lan Lan, aware of what was happening, got a second wind, finding the ex’s tiny panties and pulling up for all she was worth. Besieged on two fronts, Xiao Wen retaliated by scratching Lan Rong’s back as the fighting body mass rolled on the floor.

The Sichuan beauty momentarily lost her thong grip, allowing Wen Wen to disengage the black-haired temptress and focus on Mao Mao, who was still clinging to her tits. She positioned herself in such a way that she was looking at the ceiling while the secretary was below, still scratching her chest. Then she raised the lower part of her sexy body as high as she could and dropped it on the Hunan girl, painfully hitting her rival on the abs and crotch area. She repeated this manoeuvre several times, feeling the secretary slowly giving way until she could finally break free from the mauling. Xiao Wen turned around, letting the shredded remains of her top fall and exposing her naked tits.

-“Only Deng can touch my tits!”-said Wen Wen as she prepared to pay back the Hunan girl for the tit mauling. Reacting quickly, the secretary grabbed the younger girl’s arms by the wrist before they could reach her chest. The love rivals tried to overpower the other as they rolled around the dirty floor.

-“There won’t nothing touch after I’m done with YOU!”- Ideally, Xiao Mao was hoping for a one on one rematch with her boss’s ex-girlfriend to avenge her defeat at the office. Originally, she had thought of the Shandong cunt as nothing but an unwelcome interloper in her romantic war with Lan Lan. It soon became clear her younger foe was no innocent doe when it came to love affairs and bedroom warfare. Having Deng’s attentions taken away from her was a bitter pill to swallow, and she intended to give the Shandong seductress a dose of her own medicine.

Barely be able to make out her two brown haired antagonists rolling around the dancing floor in the darkness, Lan Lan ran towards the fighting mass and dropped all her weight onto the brown-haired sluts. As her elbow made contact with soft pale skin, she heard two distinct cries of pain, one noticeable louder than the other. Pulling the girl directly beneath her by the hair(Mao Mao), she was intending to slam her confused opponent’s head against the girl beneath both of them, but she was pre-empted when said girl –Wen Wen- was able to grab a patch of messy black hair and pulled her down.

Sandwiched between the ex-girlfriend and the wife, Xiao Mao was slightly dazzled as they ignored her for a moment. As the other two women were hair pulling each other bald, the secretary tried pushing outwards to get out of the vicious catball. What she didn’t expect is that both of them would retaliate by biting her on both shoulders! All the while keeping their mutual hairpull. The Hunan temptress screamed like a banshee, desperately elbowing her adversaries’ excited tits until she finally was able to inflict enough pain to persuade the others to back off the hair pulling. That didn’t mean there was going to be a rest though.
   
The Sichuan beauty jumped back right in, grabbing the first brown mane she could get her hold on. Whose hair it was didn’t matter; as far as she was concerned, any woman with a brown hair was a fucking slut. Xiao Wen saw someone jumping at her and got all claws out, ready for the onslaught.

-“You will never take Deng from me!”-Taunted Lan Lan as she scratched her old romantic rival. She had already beaten her sexual antagonist two times. Once in a purely sexual contest, and the second time in a vicious nude catfight in her house. She had proven to be the better woman. And she was confident she would prove the better woman a third time.

-“TAKE? HE’S MINE!”- Wen Mei had wanted a sexual rematch over the sexual war they had fought over Deng a few years back. As far as she was concerned, Deng had never said one was better than the other. She had “lost” because she had been unwilling to stoop as low as her Sichuan rival and refused the open marriage proposal. However, now that catfighting tooth and nail over Deng was an option, she hoped she could maul her sexual rivals until they gave up on her man, and gradually persuade Deng to make the relationship exclusive.

Xiao Lan’s momentum had the young women rolling around the floor towards Xiao Mao. Seeing what was coming for her, the Hunan woman tried to get away, but her sexy body became entangled in the wild mess of nails, kicks and hair. Mao Mao resolved that if it was her fate to see the fight through, she was going to give a hell of a fight.

The crowd was dumbfounded by now. Two girls having a catfight over a guy was already a somewhat rare occurrence. And that usually ended pretty quickly when one girl got the upper hand and cemented her advantage. This is the first time any of them had seen three women in such a brutal back and forth catfight. The worst part is that they couldn’t see what was really going on but for the brief seconds the lighting came up, only to give way to darkness again. They would have used their mobile phones to light the hall, but due to the perverted nature of the event, Mr Liu had sensibly forced everyone to leave their phones and anything that looked like a camera at the lobby. There were people asking for *someone* to please get to Mr Liu and let him to turn on the damn lights. However, no one wanted to miss on the action.

Having three bodies stacked on top of each made the back and forth rolling difficult. Eventually the women settled on a delicate equilibrium, in which they separated but their bodies still laid on the ground, each woman having one hand on each of her rivals’ hair as they tried to get on their knees. “LET GO!””YOU LET GO CUNT!” “NO WAY, I’M LEAVING BOTH OF YOU BALD!”. They knew dividing their efforts was not going to win the fight, but each feared that if she focused on one of her enemies, the one she ignored would grow too strong.  At this point of the fight, Lan Rong had lost her transparent negligee but still had her tiny g string. Wen Mei had also lost her top, and the miniskirt had rolled up all the way up to the stomach, leaving her panty exposed. Mao Mao’s had lost her panties and her negligee was barely holding on. They were for all intent and purposes, naked.

To break the impasse, Mao Mao pretended to pull hair for its own sake, but she was careful to bring all the three combatants closer and closer. Feeling they were close enough, she suddenly gave up the hair hold and pushing the other two by the back of their heads, she smashed their faces together, stunning both of her rivals. Standing up as fast as she could, she proceeded to drop her whole weight onto her stunned rivals. Wen Mei was able to get away just time, but Xiao Lan released a guttural scream as she felt all the air leaving her body.

The Shandong beauty jumped back into the fray with her claws open. Using the Sichuan beauty’s body as a mat, the brown-haired hellcats mauled each other mercilessly on top of the Xiao Lan’s body. Xiao Wen recalled several incidents right after she won her catfight against Mao Mao, in which the unrepentant Mao Mao still wore provocative dresses to the office and flirted with Deng right in her face. The secretary had told Deng that the Shandong seductress’ win was a fluke and she would win him back next time. Xiao Wen clearly disagreed, and Deng had to separate the love rivals several times to prevent a public scandal in the office. Tonight, she was going to show to the secretary that the office catfight was no fluke.

Lan Lan resented to being used as the background for Mao Mao’s and Wen Wen’s clawing contest and she joined by pulling and scratching whatever she could get her hands on. Coming into contact with what remained of the ex-girlfriend’s blue miniskirt, she tore it to pieces, leaving her totally naked but for her panties.

Wen Wen came on top of the struggling secretary, managing to rise perpendicularly at the wife’s thighs in their struggle for dominance. Mao Chun and Wen Mei could feel Xiao Lan’s nails scratching their sides, but they were too busy pounding backfists into each other’s delicate bodies.  In the middle of this contest, the wife raised the upper part of her body and pulled Wen Wen down to the floor.

The black-haired beauty then changed focus, now engaging in a punching brawl with the secretary, while the ex gf made a short work of Xiao Lan’s tiny panty, leaving her totally naked. A stray high heel from either the wife or the secretary slammed into the ex’s pretty face, stunning her for a while, leaving the other two sexual warriors free to focus on each other.


Lan Rong’s right hand roamed the secretary’s sultry body until she found her wet cunt and tried to pull some cunt hair or even better, maul it until the secretary submitted.

-“OH NO YOU DON’T!”-the secretary grabbed her wrist just in time and brought it back up. She then tilted her head and bit Xiao Lan on the upper arm.

-“ARGH! Let go you cheap slut!!” –Screamed the beautiful wife before biting the secretary’s shoulder. Soon they abandoned their hair pulls to scratch each other with wild abandon. Meanwhile they tried biting several parts of the upper anatomy: Neck, upper arms, shoulders, cheeks, looking for the most painful bite. Their chests were clashing nipple to nipple as their sweaty bodies exchanged the top position regularly. Their lower bodies were not idle neither, each trying to place a good knee attack on the other’s cunt. 

“Fuck” was thinking Wen Wen as she recovered from the painful kick. She wasn’t so naïve as to think that her other two romantic rivals wouldn’t try to make another play for Deng, but she certainly wasn’t expecting a 3 way catfight in front of a crowd. As some adrenaline left her, she started feeling the effects from all the scratches and punches. She was happy to just let the wife and the secretary wear each other out while she rested. The moment one of them got the upper hand, she would sweep in and take care of the winner, reasserting her ownership over Deng. Xiao Wen got her cue when one woman established her supremacy and held the other in a reverse schoolgirl pin. She was not sure who was who but that didn’t matter. She stood up and walked towards the action.

-“I guess Deng is coming with me tonight”-smirked Mao Mao as she felt Lan Lan struggling underneath her, but her reverse schoolgirl pin was tight. Using her free hands, she proceeded to ravage her rival’s cunt.

-“LET GO and fight me woman to woman!”-Xiao Lan closed her legs, in a desperate attempt to defend her pussy. Mao Mao planned to maul the wife’s cunt. It would never again know the pleasure of Deng’s cock inside it. 

-“AUCCH!”-screamed the secretary as a kick hit flat on her face and a pair of hands grabbed her brown mane, taking her off her Sichuan rival. Wen Wen proceeded to repeat the manoeuvre, but the wily secretary held onto her knee and used her teeth to tear into the ex gf’s thigh like a mad pitbull. “GET OFF MY LEG YOU WHORE” yelled the youngest of the three women as she tried to shake Mao Mao off her leg. She used her free leg to kick the secretary off. Mao Mao could feel her face being smeared by Wen Wen’s wet cunt as she held for dear life. 

Lan Lan’s first instinct throughout the though drama was to punch something, but she kept her cool, letting the two sluts fight each other as she slowly backed away. With some luck, they’d keep each other busy while she found Deng and made her getaway. That was not to be as Mao Mao, deciding the punishment was too much, let go the leg hold and got out of range of the lethal legs.

-“COME HERE AND FIGHT ME YOU HUNAN cunt!”-screamed Xiao Wen as she tried to find the sneaky secretary in the darkness but Mao Mao was doing her best to keep quiet. In a few seconds the lighting would give her away, but she needed any rest she could get. Luckily for her, when the next moment of lighting came, the first thing Wen Wen saw was Lan Lan standing up. Saying “Oh no! You stay down like a good little whore”, the ex gf made a beeline for the Sichuan beauty.

-“I’M RIGHT HERE IF YOU WANT A PIECE OF ME!”-replied the wife as she raised her fists ready to go at it again with her mortal enemy. The naked girls belted it out with everything they had but the thing is…they didn’t have much left.  The young beauties were really tired by now with all the back and forth and wouldn’t be able to sustain fighting at this level of intensity much longer. The wife went straight for a punch to the tits that shook the Shandong woman. Before she could take advantage of the punch, the ex replied with a punch to the face that sent the older girl stumbling backwards. Seeing Xiao Wen coming for her, Xiao Lan used her arm to get a hold of her enemy’s neck and punched the younger girl in the abs. The brown-haired lover for her part also used one hand to scratch the wife’s tits while the other tried pulled black hair.

Heaving heavily, Mao Mao welcomed the respite as she watched the naked warriors focusing on each other. When she had started making her plans to steal her boss away from Lan Lan, she was prepared to one or two showdowns over him, but now the whole thing had gotten too crazy. Taking advantage of the next moment of light, she found Deng and as soon as she spotted him, she carefully moved towards him, with the intention to getting away.

Lan Rong didn’t have time for this. While she was wasting precious energy and time slugging it out with her old rival, she was aware that the secretary was somewhere recuperating. Deciding to go for a risky manoeuvre, the Sichuan temptress put all the force in one surprise kick to the solar plexus. Due to their position, she would lose balance for sure, but hopefully her enemy would bear the brunt of the fall. She felt herself lose balance, but her lower leg hit something soft and wet. Wen Wen’s horrendous scream as she also lost her balance confirmed she hit the right spot. Even better, Lan Lan was able to turn around, using her younger rival to cushion her fall. She didn’t know if Wen Wen was still conscious enough to keep fighting, but she heard some people saying “She’s getting away” “Don’t let her get away with your guy” “That ain’t fair, fight her”. The wife scanned the room, trying to locate the secretary in vain. “Where was she?”

As everyone was focused on the ruckus, Mao Mao quickly got to Deng and whispered, “Now we leave the crazy town and go home”. Finding her man not quite willing to go, she tugged his erect manhood and sweetly requested “Please?”. Fuck, he could never overrule this small brain, and the secretary knew it. So he reluctantly let Mao Mao lead him away. Some people noticed what was happening and screamed warnings to the naked women that the prize they were fighting for was being stolen away. “Godddamit these people”-thought Xiao Mao. Luckily, her romantic rivals were still quite focused on each other. She heard Wen Wen screaming and someone falling over but she just kept leading her man towards the exit. “She’s getting away” “Don’t let her get away with your guy” “That ain’t fair, fight her”.

Then the dancehall suddenly lit up! Finally, someone had gone out and asked management to turn out the lights throughout the entire dance hall, leaving for all to see the decadent spectacle of three young sexy women fighting over a man. Lan Rong and Mao Chun blinked as their eyes took some time to adjust to the lighting change, but quickly found each other. They stood locking eyes for a moment, not sure about what to do. The crowd now could admire the young women who had been fighting in the dark. Their naked bodies were full of scratches on several places, product of the savage three-way fight. Their smooth manes were all messed, and their sexy physiques shined, indicating heaving sweating.

-“YOU’RE RUNNING AWAY FROM ME HUNAN BITCH?” -Suddenly, Lan Rong stood up and releasing a war cry charged towards the secretary.
 
-“I’M NOT AFRAID OF LITTLE SICHUAN CUNTS LIKE YOU”- Knowing a confrontation was unavoidable, Mao Mao went full steam ahead, ready to meet her foe as the crowd cheered them on.

The girls practically jumped at each other with the claws out when they got in striking distance. Clashing mid-air, they collapsed on the floor, falling side to side. They proceeded to punch each other with the right hand as the left tried to scratch whatever was in range. They didn’t have any energy to insult each other, but they expressed their mutual feelings by spiting on each other. The spectators were transfixed as the women slowly slugged it out, each punch seemingly ending the fight until the other woman replied with a devastating blow of her own. Each tried some cunt attack, but her hated enemy avoided the cruel nails and knees. Xiao Mao mustered enough energy to bite Lan Lan’s tit. The wife wailed as she frantically punched and tried to get the secretary off her, lowering her defenses. The brown-haired woman took advantage of this oversight by placing a devastating blow to the cunt. She heard an agonizing scream and sobbing as she felt the Sichuan temptress deflating and her grip relaxing.

Relaxing her own grip, Mao Mao weakly stood on her knees. She knew she had to act quickly, as she feared Wen Wen was slowly regaining consciousness. Finding one of the ruined thongs, she didn’t care whose it was, she quickly tied Lan Lan’s hands behind her back. She was about to do the same to Wen Wen, when she realized the Shandong beauty was standing on her knees looking at her.    

They stood on their knees looking at each other, panting heavily. If the other came to her, she would fight with all her claws out, but each was unwilling to move. They knew their pride and honour required them to clash but their bodies were simply exhausted. They could hear the crowd cheering, egging them on.

Realizing that she had her boss close by, Xiao Mao slowly stood up. The Shandong woman imitated her, wary of whatever the secretary would do. The Hunan temptress turned towards her boss and smiled at him, walking behind him and resting her tits on his naked back. Her hands roamed his crotch, quickly finding his cock and massaging it. Her head rested on his shoulder as she gave a sardonic smile to her love rival.

“Are you going to let her steal you man?” “Fight for him!” “Come on! Rip her tits!” “If it were me, I wouldn’t let no hoe touch my man like that!” Wen Wen’s pride was being wounded. She simply could not lose face in front of everyone. Mao Chun for her part was hearing whistles and encouragement “stroke him harder!” “That’s how a real woman gets a man!”.

Xiao Wen starting lurching towards the couple and everyone cheered like crazy. Xiao Mao stroked Deng faster. He tried his hardest not to release, but the secretary knew his body too well. Among the “CUM CUM CUM” cries, Deng’s manhood finally gave way, releasing a moan of pleasure. The white liquid on his secretary’s hand cued everyone on his orgasm. The catcalls and whistles grew wild when Mao Mao licked the cum on her hand.

-“YOU…SLUT!”-screamed Xiao Wen, walking as fast as she could towards the couple. Mao Mao waited for her Shandong rival.

-“Take THIS!”-said the secretary as she tried to surprise the ex-gf with a hook to the face that the younger woman evaded. Xiao Wen then went straight for a bear hug. The women struggled as they tried to throw her opponent to the side.

-“You..take THIS!”- Taking the initiative again, Wen Wen’s left hand grabbed Xiao Mao’s wet cunt hair and mercilessly tore it apart.

-“AUCH YOU…BITCH!”-exclaimed the secretary as she reciprocated the haircunt pull. The women screamed as the crowd encouraged them. “cunt” “SLUT” “WHORE” the girls whispered as they sobbed from the pain. Mao Mao pulled a Mike Tyson, bitting Wen Wen’s right ear. Wen Wen abandoned the vicious cunt hair pull as she tried to get her ear free.

-“LET GO!!!!”-cried the ex-girlfriend as she sobbed. Mao Chun obliged her, releasing the ear bite and then suddenly pushing her shaky adversary to the floor, where she proceeded to use her lethal high heels to repeatedly kick the Shandong woman on the stomach, tits and head. Xiao Wen’s body was convulsing each time her body was hit by the secretary’s high heels, but her body was just too tired, she was in too much pain to mount a counter attack. Xiao Mao only stopped her brutal assault on her romantic adversary when Xiao Wen stopped screaming in pain.

Satisfied the Shandong whore had enough, Mao Chun wasted no time to tie her hands and ankles off amidst the cheering and the applause from the crowd.

Quickly scanning the room, she saw that Lan Lan had just regained consciousness and was struggling to get free to no avail.

-“OH NO YOU STAY DOWN!”-The Hunan beauty ran towards the wife and kicked her right on the face, knocking her out again. Then tied her ankles for good measure. Finally feeling secure on her victory, she felt to her knees, exhausted.

The crowd waited expectantly for any new development, but after it was clear that neither the wife or the ex-gf were going to continue fighting, they cheered and clapped enthusiastically. Deng came to embrace her and help her stand on. The Hunan beauty felt people pouring cold beer all over her, congratulating her on a hard-fought win. She felt Deng lifting her up and swelling in pride, she raised her fists as a prize winner boxer and let a roar out to the cheers of the crowd.

Ending

-“YOU’RE MINE! YOU’RE MINE! MINE MINE MINE!”-Mao Mao moaned louder and louder as Deng’s manhood pounded away with wild abandon. Feeling him getting closer and closer to orgasm, she pulled him closer for a deep kiss as she felt her vagina receive her man’s cum. After all her trials and tribulations, she had proved her sexual supremacy over her hated romantic rivals. Pulling away from the kiss, Xiao Mao rested her pretty head on Deng’s broad chest.

Mao Chun had been too tired and hurt to enjoy the spoils of victory at the Halloween party. Lan Rong and Wen Mei weren’t any better. All three off them were hurt enough that someone to call some discreet doctors to make sure the combatants were ok. Mao Mao was a mess and her body was in a lot of pain, but her smile made it clear she was satisfied with the outcome of the night.  She had proven her femininity and won the admiration of not only the man in dispute but all their common acquaintances. A lot of people congratulated her over the following days on her hard-won victory, especially other secretaries and mistresses, all keen in achieving what she had done. That is, becoming her boss’ official woman.

What if some other woman tried to lure her man away just as she had just done? There was always the possibility, but that would a problem for another day. Deng’s fortune suffered significantly when Lan Rong filed for divorce, and Wen Mei’s substantial settlement in exchange for her silence on several delicate topics. Mao Chun was not too happy about her boss’ diminished fortune, but all in all, Deng still had a substantial fortune. Moreover, Deng’s father went ballistic when he got wind of what had just happened. He very clearly told his son that the next time he pulled a stunt like that, he would be disowned. Deng got the message and was doing his best to stay in the straight and narrow path of sexual fidelity. Deng was finally hers, for the moment.

Wen Mei lost a lot of face in the encounter. She had competed/fought for the same man twice and had lost both times. The brief period in which she was Deng’s main squeeze seemed like a distant dream. No group in particular encouraged her to seek a rematch, but she did get sympathy. Ironically, it was from the same group of mistresses/secretaries that were enthusiastic about Mao Chun’s victory. It didn’t escape to them that Xiao Mao and Wen Mei were the same, it was just that one succeeded in her aims while the other failed to win the man she wanted. Obviously, many preferred to see themselves as Mao Mao, but Wen Wen represented a cautionary tale of what would happen if they started a catfight over a man and lost.
 
Or maybe not. If she was not going to get a relationship out of this, at least she was going to get something. She talked with Deng and subtly let him know that although she still liked him a lot, he should offer some form of “consideration” in exchange for her silence on several topics. Taking the hint, Deng wired enough money to buy Wen Mei’s cooperation. Needing a break from everything that had just transpired, Xiao Wen then went for a world trip. Away from everyone who saw the fight, specially Deng.

As Xiao Mao predicted, Lan Rong’s social standing suffered a lot. Not knowing the full story, a lot of people ill- judged her on her failure to keep her man loyal and fend off her sexual rivals. She had done everything in her power to defend her turf against determined foes but that didn’t matter. What mattered was that she lost her man to a better woman. An opinionated minority, composed of several young wives/girlfriends in the swinger group encouraged her to seek a rematch. They undoubtedly wanted Lan Lan to recover keep fighting for Deng and win a new catfight against Mao Mao. That would discourage any ambitious mistress or secretary from getting any funny ideas about their chances with their husbands.

Unfortunately, the Sichuan beauty had had enough with the whole thing. Did she love Deng? Despite everything, yes. She did not rule out fighting for him again in the future, especially if the open marriage thing was off the table. But the emotional and physical tolls had grown too costly for her taste. For now she needed to get away from everything and cool her head. She instead took the hint and divorced Deng. Deng provided her with a substantial settlement, much to Mao Mao’s chagrin.  

Hearing of the divorce, there were nervous whispering around the local business community. Several wives and long-term girlfriends knew it was the start of a chain reaction. It was China, and successful men always attracted attention, married or not. And the swinger community had a lot of good looking and successful men.  Mao Chun’s success would no doubt encourage young upstarts who wanted to become the primary recipient of their husband’s/boyfriends’s affections. Each one of them would have a choice to make: Ignore their sexual rivals and risk being replaced or fight tooth and nail for what was theirs.

No matter what, each member of the feminine sex in that community knew that she’d have to prove herself the better woman or lose her man.

The End

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