Readers, Come Watch the Catfight!
Lin Xiaoyang lay bound to the bed, tears and snot streaming down his face, while the two women had completely lost it.
Su Yuqing pointed right at Lin Hongyi's nose, her voice shrill enough to shatter glass: “You old hag! Don't think I don't know! You're over forty and still pretending to be pure, sending him nudes of yourself in the bath! Stuffing stockings in your pussy and snapping pics for him! How fucking disgusting is that?!”
Lin Hongyi sneered, not backing down an inch: “Disgusting? You're no better, you little brat! You're only eighteen and already playing at SM? Locking him in a chastity lock! Shoving an egg vibrator up him! Whipping him with a whip! You think I'm blind? I saw it all! Your little tricks? I was bored of them twenty years ago!”
Su Yuqing's tears gushed out as she went full throttle: “Bored of them? You're the one who hooked him with your stinky feet! He was stealing your stockings to jerk off at twelve—do you have any idea you turned him into a foot fetish pervert?! You're a fucking accomplice!”
Lin Hongyi exploded, her voice pitching up eight octaves: “Accomplice? What about you? You blackmailed him with videos of us! Forced him to be your boyfriend! You're the criminal! At least he's willing with me! You? You're straight-up rape!”
Su Yuqing trembled with rage, laying it all bare: “Willing? You fed him tiger dick soup! Shoved a urethral rod in him! Locked on a cum ring! You want to drain him dry till his kidneys fail so you can have him all to yourself, don't you?! You old witch! Do you even know the last time he was in the hospital, the doctor said a few more shots and he'd go impotent?! And you still wanna fuck him to death?!”
Lin Hongyi's face drained white, but she stubbornly doubled down: “Impotent? That's your doing, you little slut! A dozen horny texts a day! Fucking him in the bathroom between classes! Footjobs on the rooftop! Think I don't know? You're a filthy little whore, trying to steal my man with your young body!”
Su Yuqing shattered completely, her voice hoarse: “Steal your man?! He's mine to begin with! What the hell are you?! Just a godmother! What gives you the right to hog him all these years?! You're a perverted old cow chewing tender grass! Touch him again and I'll send all your videos to your husband! Ruin you socially!”
Lin Hongyi shook with fury, her voice dropping to a venomous growl: “Send 'em! Go ahead! My husband's known I play wild for ages—he even buys me sex toys! What about you?! Do your parents know how slutty you are? Know you lock guys in chastity at eighteen? You send mine, and I'll blast yours to your whole class! Turn you into the school bicycle!”
The two locked eyes, bloodshot and unyielding, neither giving ground.
Lin Xiaoyang, tied to the bed, sobbed like a child: “Please... stop fighting... I'm really gonna die... I beg you...”
But the women were blood-mad, unstoppable.
Su Yuqing jabbed a finger at Lin Hongyi, voice quaking: “Just you wait! I'll make him need me so bad he can't live without me! One day he'll call me wife—and you the old hag!”
Lin Hongyi sneered, eyes vicious: “In your dreams! He'll call me godmom his whole life—me wife! You? Side chick at best! Fucktoy to toss when I'm bored!”
Su Yuqing lunged, grabbing Lin Hongyi's hair: “Say that again, you bitch?!”
Lin Hongyi seized her wrist: “I'll say it ten times—you're the fucking side chick!”
They tumbled into a full-on brawl—ripping stockings, curses, sobs blending into chaos. Lin Xiaoyang watched from the bed as they fought over him, realizing for the first time he was utterly screwed.
Su Yuqing yanked Lin Hongyi's hair hard: “Old hag! Curse me one more time!”
Lin Hongyi gripped Su Yuqing's wrist right back, and they were instantly rolling on the floor.
Lin Xiaoyang, helpless on the bed, could only yell: “Stop! Enough! Are you insane?!”
Pointless.
Eyes blazing, they snatched bedside sex toys as weapons.
Su Yuqing grabbed a thick black silicone dildo and jammed it toward Lin Hongyi's pussy: “Old bitch! Take this! Ruin your wrinkled cunt!”
Lin Hongyi countered, wielding a studded vibrator and thrusting it at Su Yuqing's slit: “Little slut! Let's see who cums to death first!”
“Ah——!”
“Oh——!”
Both fake cocks plunged deep at once—studs raking walls, vibrator buzzing wildly. They screamed in unison but didn't stop, slamming harder toward each other's cervix.
Su Yuqing, sobbing curses: “Your fucking... old pussy's still so tight... urgh... gonna die...”
Lin Hongyi, teeth gritted: “Little girl... such a tight hole and you dare steal my man... ah... hit the womb...”
Ten seconds in, stamina crashed—but that left them open.
Su Yuqing struck first, ripping Lin Hongyi's flesh-colored suspender stockings down with a rip!, splitting crotch to thigh root. She rammed the glossy black studded dildo into Lin Hongyi's soaked pussy—full hilt!
“Aaaahhhh——!!!”
Lin Hongyi threw her head back, studs grinding every inch, cervix forced wide. Pussy juice squirted out, splashing Su Yuqing's face.
Undeterred, Lin Hongyi hiked Su Yuqing's gray-stockinged skirt, exposing her panty-less crotch. She cranked the pink vibrator to max and zapped it deep, head hammering Su Yuqing's G-spot.
“Ohooooh——!!! Gonna die——!!!”
Su Yuqing's eyes rolled back, legs buckling, pussy spasming. Juices sprayed like a broken faucet—splurt! Splurt!—soaking Lin Hongyi's flesh-colored thigh in glistening trails.
Neither yielded; they went feral, clawing waists and tits, driving cocks deeper into wombs.
“Old whore! Wreck your ancient cunt!!!” Su Yuqing wept, thrusting relentlessly.
“Filthy bitch! Vibrate your little slit to oblivion!!!” Lin Hongyi snarled, impaling the cervix.
Thirty seconds: climax hit together.
“Aaaaaaaaahhhhh——!!!”
They shrieked in sync, backs arching, pussies clamping. Then—
Squiiiirt——!!!”
Squiiiirt——!!!”
Twin geysers of clear juice shot two meters, drenching walls, floor, Lin Xiaoyang's sheets—even splattering the ceiling to drip back. Dildos popped free amid froth and squirt; they collapsed twitching like electrocuted, stockings sodden and clinging, pussies gaping and oozing.
Su Yuqing clutched Lin Hongyi's waist, slamming the dildo home; Lin Hongyi pinched Su Yuqing's thigh, zapping the vibrator deepest.
“Aaaahhh——!” Both heads snapped back, bodies convulsing, pussy floods erupting in tidal squirts, soaking legs. Toys ejected again.
Post-orgasm, boneless heaps on the floor—thighs spasming, stockings wringable, too wrecked to curse.
Su Yuqing, eyes rolled, drool trickling: “Ha... ha... died...”
Lin Hongyi, slumped beside, heaving chest, voice rasped: “Fuck... this brat... squirted more than me...”
Lin Xiaoyang on the bed surveyed the “battlefield,” sweating bullets, cock purple-hard but locked dry, howling: “Please... no more... I'm really dying...”
Minutes of panting before they recovered, glaring daggers but too spent to fight, puddles of muck.
Lin Xiaoyang weakly: “Cool... it down... Yuqing, you've got class... go home first... talk... tomorrow...”
Su Yuqing, bosom heaving, eyed Lin Hongyi, then grudgingly rose, tugging her soaked skirt: “Fine... tomorrow.”
Lin Hongyi sprawled, unblocking: “Bye, brat... see you tomorrow.”
Final glares, no surrender.
Lin Xiaoyang watched their backs vanish, one thought searing: keep this up, and these two would truly fuck him to death.