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catfightfan123-my wife & Miranda Otto fantasy fight

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Offline JOHNNY the DUECES

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catfightfan123-my wife & Miranda Otto fantasy fight
« on: May 25, 2012, 10:51:03 PM »

Dear Catfightfan.


My freinds wife looks just like your wife. She's now in her early 40s, but I have known her since her late teens & they could be twins. They seem to be very much alike because besides looking alike she also has 3 brothers who she got into fights with, and amazing enough she doesn't have much of a temper too, but I have found the two toughest types of woman are either the extremely crazy ones, or the woman that stay very calm, forused, relaxed and are confident in what has to be done. Just like my freind, you are extremely lucky to have such a beutiful, sexy wife.

Miranda Otto the Aussie actress is very pretty too, I can see why you would like to see these two fight. So it all starts a month before Miranda Otto's new movie is going to start playing in the US. The movie company has a contest "My Fantasy with Miranda Otto." The first prize is to accompany Miranda Otto to the movie's premiere and spend your fantasy night with her. You couldn't make up your mind if you were going to send your fantasy of seeing your wife fighting Miranda, I mean you had to consider, even if you win, how could you possibly get your wife to fight Miranda. Finaly you decided to send it. The contest is for you to tell the judges your fantasy with Miranda would be in aprox 1000 words. In a nutshell your fantasy was to include your wife finding out that you are going to spend the night with Miranda and they get into a knock down/drag out fist fight over you & your cock. You like humiliation, so definately you asked that the winner humiliates the loser.

I asked your wife to tell us the rest of the story.

Hi Hon,

I have found your obsession with Miranda Otto to be quite normal and I actually am very happy about it. While other husbands are out with other woman all the time, you sit around fantasizing about an actress. I never felt jealous or angry, she's 45 years old & I'm 22, & I can imagine that I will look quite similar to her when I'm 45. I know about you fight fantasies and I know you have had hot fantasies about me fighting Miranda. I imagib=ne that when you sent in your wild fantasy, you never expected to win, but you recieved a federal express letter and I opened it. There was pictures of Miranda, and a ticket to her movie preview and a copy of your letter telling her about your fantasy, and another letter saying that you had won the contest.

I didn't know what to think. Should I be happy for you, should I be jealous, should I be angry. I felt all of that and more. I sealed the envelope up so that you couldn't tell that it had been opened. I didn't say a word to you. A week later here comes another Federal Express and I just had to read it. This time it was a presonal letter from Miranda saying that she had just learned that you were the contest winner and asking you if you were going to bring your wife to the hotel after the preview. She asked for some pictures of you and asked you to describe in greater detail how badly you want your wife to get beat up, & if you wanted to see her spank your wife and to desribe some of the ways you would like to see her humiliate your wife. Then she asked how you would like her to make your wife watch her fuck your dry and then make her eat your come out of her wet, hot cxnt.

I was angry, how dare this Aussie slut ask my husband all these question, & besides, I thought this whore is married. I wanted to write a letter back to her, but I calmed down quickly and I sealed the envelope up so that you would never know that it had been opened. I couldn't stop thinking about it, but before I could make up my mind what course of action I was going to take, there was another Federal Express from your slut. Apparently you told Miranda in your letter that I wasn't going to be there, but after the premiere you want to go to the room with her and make hot, passionate love all night while you talked about her fight with me. I couldn't stop thinking of the fuckin nerve. I was angry at you, but I was seriously thinking about writing this whore a letter.

It was just a week away from the movie premiere and you recieved yet another Federal Express. This time Miranda seemed to have an attitude, telling you to start dreaming about how lucky your wife is that she isn't going to be there and get the shit beat out of her. Telling you what a hot young stud you are and & that she is quite honored to have such a handsome young man want her so badly. She told you how its been quite a while since a man has made hot, passionate love to her & she can't wait. She went on to say that if you want to bring your soft, spoiled American Bitch wife to the hotel, that she would be happy to punch her into a bloody, blubbering, crying submissive whore and force her to do whatever she wants me to do. She told you to dream of all the humiliation she would do to me, & she told you that she has taken Karate and self defense, and that she has taken stunt classes and would punch me silly & make a complete fool out of me in front of you."

That's right, you never saw me this angry before. You have never given me reason to be this angry before, but I was trembling in anger and I had trouble closing this bitch's Federal Express back up. I decided to write this whore a letter and tell her that I would be happy to come to the hotel to fight her. Telling her that I have 3 brothers and I will knock the shit out of her, and I urged her to send me a list of how she thinks she's going to humiliate me, because that is what I will do to her after I kick her ass. I asked her about her husband & told her that she was a real slut. I told her that she was nothing but a common whore & that she would deserve evrything she gets.

I was nervous, perhaps this slut can kick my ass. Perhaps she's like one of those Ninja's and she's going to destroy me, but I looked her up & she's 11/2 shorter than I am & I outweight the bitch by 15 lbs. Then I convinced myself that its just a couple of days away and this bitch probably won't even answer me. Should I show up at the hotel & give you the fantasy of your life, or just let you go. The morning of the movie preview I receive a Federal Express from Miranda, telling me what hotel she would be fucking my husband in, & telling me that if I have the fuckin nerve to come to the hotel to fight her, that she would break my nose, & blacken my eyes and bash my bloody teeth right out of my mouth, & then she would make me lick & suck her feet while she fucks you, and then she would lay her ass down on my mouth and make me eat her ass hole clean while you fuck her, & then she would make me eat your come out of her wet, hot cxnt. This whore bitch warned me that if I put up any fight at all, she would show my husband what a soft, spoiled, submissive American whore I am, & she would make me tell you that too. She sent me a picture of herself in the extremely short black micro mini dress she was wearing and told me that she has seen pictures of me and that I would make a very good little toy to please her while she was pleasing my husband.

I was nervous & I spent the day trying on clothes and I couldn't make up my mind what I should wear. I finally decided to go with my short black micro miniskirt, and sheer white button dress shirt. I finally got to the hotel and went up to the suite she had told me that you would be in. Things really came to a head when I knock at the door and you answer the door. I could see that you had a totally shocked & startled look on your face. I walked in right past you and I said, "I'v come to give you your fantasy. I'm going to beat the shit out of your whore and teach her a lesson. I was just looking aty what a beautiful suite this is, the room we were in had two circular stairways leading upstrairs to the bedroom. The room has beautiful marble foors and marble walls, with a large semicircular couch on one side and a bar on the other side.

Miranda started walking down one of the stairways saying, "did you offer our guest a drink." I don't want a drink I responded. Miranda was now standing right in front of me, just a few feet away. I could see that she wasn't as young as I pictured her, as a matter of fact she was quite old enough to be my mother. Miranda said "did your wife tell you that she came here to be my slave. You were still speechless, but I was angry and I said, "if anyone is going to be a slave its going to be you bitch." Miranda laughed and she grabbed your shoulder pushing you toward the couch saying, "why don't you just sit down and watch your fantasy come true."

I watched you as you walked over & just as you sat down on the couch Miranda moved closer and she slapped me hard across my face with her right hand. She smacked my face so hard that my head swung sideways for a moment. I felt a stinging on the side of my face and she left a brightred hand mark on my cheek. Miranda started laughing and screaming, "you stupid, soft spoiled American bitch, I am really going to enjoy this, I'm," but before Miranda could say another word I take my right fist and plow it "bang," right into Miranda's chin, swinging her head back from the full force of my hard punch, & Miranda stumbles backwards a few steps on her high heels. Miranda has this totally shocked look on her face as she puts her hand to her chin. Then she holds her fists up screaming, "you're going to be quite sorry you did that, you wanna fight, you really wanna fuckin right, come on then, put your fists up & fight me."

I look over & I can see the excitment on your face as you are standing watching your fantasy unfold. I raise my fists up too & the two of us are just standing there, both of us with your fists raised like men ready to fist fight. Miranda comes right at me with her right fist, but as I raise up to block Miranda's punch, Miranda send her left fist "bang" right in my mouth. Then quickly with her right fist she smacks it "bang," right into my nose. Miranda is small, and her punches don't seem too powerful, but this Aussie bitch is lightening fast and I could tell that she had some training. She comes at me again. I see her left fist coming at me again & I try to block her punch, but she's too fast & "bang," she pounds my nose again. Then with her right fist she hits me. She sends it plowing "bang," right into my nose, snapping my head back & I stumble backwards a few steps on my high heels. I put my hand t my nose and seeing blood I show her my bloody hand screaming, "look at what you did to me you stupid little bitch, I'm bleeding, but before I could think this stupid bitch come plowing into me. She grabs my white blouse and she shoves me back hard. My blouse rips right off of my body in her hands as I go stumbling backwards on my high heels & I almost fall over.

Before I can think this crazy little bitch jumps on me, wrapping her legs around my waist. She grabs my hair with both of her hands & she starts wrenching my head back & forth & back & forth insanely. She's tearing my hair right out of my head & I'm screaming, "AAHH, AAHH, MY HAIR LET GO." as I'm stumbling backwards on my high heels under the weight of her until I lose my balance & I fall right over onto my back on the marble floor with Miranda right on top of me. Miranda sits up & she still has her hands laced tightly through my hair. She yanks my head up off of the floor & like a crazywoman she starts "bang, bang, bang, bang," hammering my head against the hard marble until I start seeing spots, & then she yanks my head up screaming right in my shocked face, "I thought you were so fuckin tough you stupid, spoiled American bitch. I'm going to knock you silly and then I'm going to make you my slave," but my hands are free & I send my right fist plowing uppercut "bang," right into Miranda's chin, & you can hear her teeth bang together & chatter in her head as her head swings up.

Then I half sit up & I grab her by her fuckin hair & I pull her right off of me & the two of us start rolling back & forth across the marble floor like a catfight. First I'm on top, then Miranda, then I get back on top of Miranda & I grab her wrists & I start struggling hard, trying to hold them down to the floor. Miranda is struggling hard too, but I'm bigger & stronger than this old whore bitch & I overpower her, & I manage to hold her wrists down on the ground. Then I raise up over her & I pin her arms with my knee's I render Miranda totally helpless & now I'm in charge, & now I really wanna beat the shit out of this whore. I grab her hair with both of my hands & I wrench her head up off the floor. Then I shove her head back down "bang," right against the hard marble floor. I bounce this old whore's head right off of the floor & I scream right in Miranda's face, just like Miranda had screamed in my face only minutes earlier, "now who's going to get knocked silly you fuckin old Aussie whore." I start "bang, bang, bang, bang," cracking Miranda's fuckin skull over & over again against hard marble floor,

but all of a sudden I feel a stinging, burning on my chest. Miranda has manages to free her right hand & she's raking her long, sharp painted fingernails right down my chest. She rips the left cup of my bra and she's digging her long, sharp nails into my breast. I scream "AAAHHH," & I leap up off of Miranda and get up onto my feet rubbing my aching breast. My breast is torn & its bleeding & tears fill up in my eyes, & my face turns bright red, and I'm screaming, "my tits, look at what you did to me you fuckin whore," as I watch Miranda first sit up & then get up onto her rubbery legs. I'm still massaging my aching, bloody breast & I can see Miranda pulling her right fist all the way back and she steps forward throwing her fist full right at my face, but Miranda is dazed & Miranda is moving in slow motion & quickly I manage to raise my left hand up & I catch Miranda's wrist in mid air, & I pull my right fist all the way back. Then I bring my fist right up over my shoulder, & I just send it plowing full force, "bang," right into Miranda's nose, strait into it, snapping her head back from the full force of my hard punch, & making her fuckin nose bleed I'm so pissed off, I really wanna bash this fuckin old Aussie's whore's nose in.

I let go of Miranda's wrist, and I reach out & I grab Miranda by her short black minidress with my left hand, & with my right hand & I start "bang, bang, bang, bang," hammering her nose with my fist. I'm fuckin bigger & stronger than this stupid little Aussie bitch, & I start knocking her face in with hard, powerful punches, "bang, bang, bang, bang," over & over again until you can hear the fuckin bone of her nose crack & break under my punches. I knock this whore's nose in & blood starts gushing out of her nose & it starts filling her mouth up. Tears fill up in Miranda's eyes, & Miranda is panic stricken & desperately she starts spitting and sputtering blood out of her mouth, & then tears start streaming down her face & in a shaky voice she starts crying out, "stop, my nose, you broke my fuckin nose," but I have never been so fuckin angry in my life, & I'v lost my temper, &

I take my right fist & I send it plowing full force, uppercut "bang," right into the whore's jaw. You can hear her teeth knock together & fuckin rattle in her head as her head swings strait up in the air, & blood comes spraying, & spitting right out of Miranda's nose and mouth as she raises up onto her feet & she starts to teeter backwards on her high heels until her head comes back down, & when it does, Miranda is knocked silly. I punched this skinny old bitch senseless, & Miranda is seeing stars, & her eyes are swimming around in her head. Miranda has to hold her hands out in front of herself to try & maintain her balance, & then she just starts to stumble, & then to sway, first forward, & then back, & then she just gets this silly little smile across her face.     

I'm clearly winning at this point, & Miranda is so dazed, she doesn't even know where she is anymore. I walk right up to Miranda & I grab her dress with both of my hands. I hold this stupi dlittle bitch up on her wobbly legs, screaming right in Miranda's shocked face, "you stupid, little whore bitch. I thought you were so fuckin tough. I thought you were going to beat me up & humiliate me right in front of my husband, & look at you bitch, you can't even fight." I start laughing at how tough Miranda thought that she was & how beat up & pathetic she looks now & I shove this whore back hard. Miranda's black mindress rips right off of her body in my hands as she goes stumbling backwards on her high heels until she loses her balance, & she falls right over onto her back.

I sit down right on Miranda's stomach & I grab her wrists & I hold them down to the ground. I'v punched all the fight out of this stupid little slut & Miranda offers absolutely no resistance as I scream, "you think I'm a soft spoiled American bitch & that you were going to knock the shit out of me, & humiliate me, now I'm going to humiliate you. Beg me to humiliate you whore." Miranda is crying & crying & blubbing like a little baby, but she doesn't say a fuckin word. I punch her "bang," right in her mouth. Crack her right in her fuckin teeth screaming, "get it through you head bitch, you're my slave, you're my fuckin slave, you're going to do whatever I tell you to do, now say it." Miranda's lips are swollen & blood is rolling form her lips, & Miranda cry's out, "please stop, I had enough, I'm begging you please stop."

I'm still really infuriated & I don't want to knock this whore's teeth in. I get up off of Miranda & I reach down & I grab her by her fuckin hair with my right hand & I pull the bitch over onto her hands & knee's. I make this whore crawl. I make her crawl across the marble floor like a little baby until we get over to the bench. Then I rip her panties right off of her & I grab her hair as I sit down & I pull this whore across my lap. I take her over my knee & I start "bam, bam, bam, bam," spanking her ass like a little girl, screaming you stupid disobedient little bitch from now on I am going to be your Mistress & you are going to be my fuckin slave, & you are going to do whatever I tell you to do, do you undertsand me."

Miranda is crying like a baby. Tears are streaming down her face, mixing with her blood & her black eye makeup, Miranda cry's out, "alright, you win, I'm your slave, I'm your fuckin slave." I'm cracking my open palm again & again on the cheeks of Miranda's ass, & Miranda's ass is all red & starting to swell up. I scream, "you better tell me how sorry you are, you better tell me that you are my slave, & you better tell me that you're going to do whatever I tell you to do, & you better call me MIstress when you want to speak to me, or I'll stand you up & I'll knock the shit out of you all over again." I start laughing as I see whatever fight Miranda still had left in her drain out of her face & I could clearly see a totally submissive look come across Miranda's face as desperately she cry's out, "I'm sorry Mistress. I'm sorry I'm your slave Mistress. I'm your fuckin slave Mistress. I'll do whatever you tell me to do." Miranda's ass is all swollen & black & blue, & she has blood rolling from the bloody red welt marks all over her ass 

I look up & I see you hon. You're standing only a few feet away looking at us, & I can see your cock is trying to bust through your jeans. I scream, now get on your hands & knee's bitch & crawl behind me over to the couch. I reach over & I grab your big, hard erect cock & I"m squeezing it through your jeans as I lead you over to the couch. Miranda crawls along right behind me. I sit down on the couch & I scream, "now lower my husbands pants whore." Miranda lowers your jeans & then she lowers your breifs & your big, hard cock smacks her right across her face. I scream now Bitch. Take off my shoes & lick my feet clean. I sit you down right next to me on the couch & I take your big, hard cock in y hand saying, "now you can watch the woman of your fantasies service your wife. Miranda grabs my left foot & she takes my shoe off & like a slave, like a submissive slave she sticks her tongue out & she starts licking my foot. Miranda is scared & she's desperately trying to please me. She licking my foot feverishly, like a dog licking its master over & over again.

I rubbing your cock. I'm gently jerking you off while she's slobbering all over my foot. I scream, "the other one now slut. clean my other foot now. Subserviently Miranda removes my other shoe & she starts licking my right foot. I scream "suck it, you better keep sucking my foot while I fuck my husband you whore." Then I tell you to lay down on the couch & I move up & I sit down right on that big, hard erect cock of yours, & I lean over so that my ass is sticking strait up in the air, & I start laughing as I feel your whore slobbering all over my toes & I scream, "clean my ass hole you stupid old Aussie whore." I feel this whore's tongue sliding right up my theighs & my legs & right over the cheek of my ass.

I'm sliding my soaked pussy up & down on your big, hard shaft, & you're plunging into me over & over & over again. I can feel Miranda licking out my ass hole with her tongue. She's exploring deep inside my ass hole with her wet, hot toungue & my nipples are rock hard & ready to burst. All of a sudeen you starts spasming, & jolting & screaming like a wounded animal, & I can feel you shooting glob after glob of your boiling hot come into me. Its shooting deep inside of me & I can feel the heat & the jolts throughtout my whole body. You stop pumping come, & I roll over onto my back screaming, "now suck it out of me whore, suck my husbands come right out of me you big mouth, because that is the closest you're ever going to get to my husband. Miranda eats me out, she's licking & sucking me & pleasing me over & over again until I start "AAAAAHHHHH, AAAAAHHHHH," shooting & shooting, & shooting!!!!!!! 

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Offline bigmack

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Re: catfightfan123-my wife & Miranda Otto fantasy fight
« Reply #1 on: May 27, 2012, 12:55:28 PM »
Good story

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Re: catfightfan123-my wife & Miranda Otto fantasy fight
« Reply #2 on: May 27, 2012, 05:24:10 PM »
Thanks for the story. Well done. Rematch in the offing??