The two women let their eyes trace the curves of each other’s neck and back into one another’s gaze. They could feel the flames of combat begin to kindle beneath their flesh as they brought their breasts into contact. Their hands fumbled at their sides, eventually locking palm to palm. They dug their nails into the skin between each other’s knuckles, as if to seal off any means of escape.
Ann felt a chill at the touch of Audree’s breasts, grunting slightly as more and more of their tits came into contact. She could feel the blonde’s flesh grinding back and forth against her own, as if testing for any weaknesses. She responded in turn, sliding her breasts in the opposite direction.
Despite all of their trash talking, neither seemed able to detect any flaws, nor did it feel as if the smooth, taut flesh of either woman held any imperfections. Audree could feel a mixture of excitement and anxiety at the thought of matching her body against a woman who may truly be her equal. She could feel the redhead’s body quivering against her own, and knew she felt the same way.
Ann was quick to up the ante. With a grunt she reared back, then slammed her chest roughly into Audree’s. The blonde was momentarily taken aback, but a second collision snapped her out of her stupor. Her body shot forward to meet Ann’s evenly upon the third strike, and by the fourth the two women collided like freight trains, dense titflesh pounding together like two pairs of steel balls.
Audree’s legs battled Ann’s for position as the two women’s breasts connected again and again, neither woman willing to allow the other to push her back. Just when it seemed that one would gain an advantage, the other somehow stepped up her onslaught, forcing her opponent back into the middle of the room.
“I’ll bet you like that, don’t you bitch?” Ann grunted as their chests collided for what felt like the hundredth time. “The sensation of another woman’s breasts dominating yours? It feels so right, doesn’t it?”
“In your dreams, whore!” Audree growled back as their tits connected again. “My breasts are the ones who are overtaking yours!”
Ann felt the breath leave her lungs at the next strike. Her eyes widened in surprise and fear as she felt herself begin to lose her ground. Audree sensed her enemy’s moment of weakness and increased the frequency of her assault. Her eyes pierced her opponent with a look of spiteful determination, taking in every ounce of surprise the redhead’s expression was putting forth.
“You bitch!” Ann gasped, struggling viciously to regain her control. At times she was able to halt herself, but her resistances to Audree’s advancements were fleeting at best. Slowly but surely she could feel her body being shoved back, and she loathed every second of the sensation of the blonde’s tits overpowering her own.
After nearly ten minutes of their struggle for dominance Ann’s back connected with the wall. With a cry the redhead tried to gain some ground, attempting to push her back against the plaster and release herself from capture, but her efforts were in vain. The two girls became a single, quivering mass almost instantly, with the wall pressing into Ann on one side and Audree’s snarling face closing in on her from the other.
“You little tramp!” the blonde hissed. “After all that talk, I thought you were going to put up a better fight! I knew your mouth was bigger than your tits!”
“Kiss my ass, cunt!” Ann shot back. She spat into Audree’s face vehemently as another act of defiance, satisfied with the look of disgust that crossed the blonde’s face.
“Whore!” Audree screeched. Her long, pink tongue immediately lashed out, flicking back and forth wildly across the redhead’s cheeks. “You like that, don’t you bitch!?” she cried as her tongue began to violate Ann’s face.
Ann was quick to return the favor, and in seconds the two struggling woman had entered an entirely new battle altogether. Their tongues collided multiple times as they fought, grating against one another viciously before parting again, each trying to cover the other’s face with as much saliva as possible.
After nearly a full minute of battling this way their tongues began to zone in on one another, twisting and corkscrewing around each other brutally. Their eyes were locked in a challenging test of wills as their mouths battled for position, fixing one another with a glare of pure hatred.
They continued to grind their tits together, increasing the pressure building between their bodies as their lips sealed together. Audree nearly choked as she felt the redhead’s tongue push into her mouth deeply, but held back her surprise with her own exploring thrust.
The two women could feel both the hatred and sexual lust building between their bodies. The sensation of flesh grating against flesh, combined with their aggressive tongues vying for control was driving the two women crazy.
Without even thinking Ann released Audree’s right hand, pressing her palm against the blonde’s crotch and began to massage her cunt through the fabric of her jeans. Audree accepted Ann’s advancement almost immediately, rubbing her hand back and forth aggressively between the redhead’s legs.
Audree grabbed Ann’s hair roughly with her other hand and gave a sharp tug, temporarily disengaging their mouths. “Get down, bitch!” she hissed, glaring into her enemy’s eyes ravenously.
“You get down!” Ann growled back, taking hold of Audree’s golden tresses. “Show me what a good little slut you are!”
Slowly the two young women lowered one another to the floor. The massaging continued to grow in ferocity and excitement, as if each were determined to get the other off before their bodies ever truly met. Blonde hair mixed with red as their tongues lashed out once again, burying themselves deep into one another’s mouths.
Eventually the two women could stand it no longer. Their bodies collided in a spray of primal heat, blurring the line between hatred and lust. After a brief struggle Ann overpowered her opponent, landing on top of Audree heavily.
The two women began to buck and grind furiously. Each could feel the power the other held within her already boiling cunt, even through the fabric of their jeans. Their hands dueled between one another’s legs, increasing the viciousness of their massaging while simultaneously attempting to tear her opponent’s hand away from her crotch.
Their fingers began struggling with one another’s zippers, ready to finger one another with even deeper intimacy. As if on cue both zippers gave way, allowing the two women to plunge their hand even closer to the prize they each ravenously longed for. Even through the desires coursing through their bodies, both were surprised at the excessive wetness that soaked through one another’s lace panties.
Pain and pleasure swirled around the two warring women, both trying so hard not to enjoy one another’s cruel violations, and both failing miserably. Tears streamed down their faces as they caressed and humped and moaned, until they both felt they would scream.
After what seemed like hours the two women broke apart. Ann and Audree glared viciously at each other, locking eyes in a threatening stare. Their chests heaved in unison, both almost unable to believe what they had just done.
“You little whore!” Ann moaned. She tried to hide the quiver in her voice, but it was obvious she wanted it. She wanted it bad.
“Fucking slut!” Audree hissed back. She could hardly believe how wet she was right now. All the hatred and the lust and the forced masturbation by this other woman was driving her crazy. “I knew you were a little lesbian cunt!”
“Bitch!” Ann retorted. “You enjoyed it as much as I did, and we both know it!”
The blonde and the redhead glared at each other vehemently as Audree whispered the challenge they had both been waiting for. “You wanted to prove to me you were the better woman? Match your sex with mine. I’m going to make you come so hard, you’ll regret the day you ever met me.”
“I can’t wait to fuck your little pussy off, whore!” Ann growled. “Then we’ll see who the real horny slut is!”
That was it. The final hurdle before full sexual combat. The step both had been anticipating. They crawled towards one another slowly
, stomachs swirling with a mixture of eagerness and anxiety. It was all or nothing now.
“I hate you!” Ann hissed venomously, wiping Audree’s spit from her lips.
“I hate you more!” Audree growled. She swiped her hand quickly across her mouth to remove Ann’s saliva before striking out, catching her enemy across the cheek with her palm.
Ann quickly returned the blow, and within seconds the two women were upon each other. Their bodies collided in a wave of lust, hands struggling to tear away one another’s tight jeans. With a single moment of cooperation they removed one another’s pants, and just seconds later the sound of ripping fabric could be heard as the two combatants tore away one another’s thong.
The two women plunged their tongues into one another’s awaiting mouths as their finally nude bodies completely met for the first time. Red hair roughly tangled with blond as their brushes combed through each other, grinding back and forth to test one another’s determination. They lined their bodies up with one another like a mirror, and with a few minor adjustments, brought their sex organs into direct contact.
Ann and Audree moaned into one another’s mouths at the feel of one another’s cunt pressing into her own. Their tongues fought passionately in the median of their enclosed lips, corkscrewing and wrestling around like entwined snakes. Their bodies began a slow, rhythmic humping as they dueled, growing steadily more vicious with each passing moment.
The two beautiful combatants groaned uncontrollably, each disgusted at how much she enjoyed the feel of her opponent’s pussy against her own flesh. Their hands groped with one another’s tits, pinching and massaging one another’s breasts with great passion.
With a gasp the two warring women’s mouths disengaged with a wet pop. “You bitch!” Ann screamed, tearing Audree’s hands away from her tender breasts. The thumping between their sexes had become an uncontrollable frenzy, mirroring the sensation of hatred and lust coursing through their veins.
“Fucking whore!” the blonde shouted back, locking her fingers viciously with the redhead’s. Never breaking their rhythmic cycle the two girls began to adjust their bodies, right leg folding over left as they lowered themselves onto their backs. It was now or never, and they both knew it. The two warriors wanted, no…needed, even more direct contact. With another slight adjustment their cunts collided, sending such a maddening shock of erotic pleasure down their bodies that it took every ounce of determination for the two women not to come immediately.
With a scream the combatants bore into each other, neither willing to allow the other to prove herself to be the better woman. Their pussy lips began to make out, each trying to pull the other in. Clit collided against clit again and again, sending shocks of sexual pleasure and pain down both women’s skin.
Audree’s heart beat faster and faster. Her breath began to come in short gasps as she felt Ann’s pussy grinding deeply into her own. Audree fought back the excitement and the arousal, crushing her cunt even more viciously against her enemy’s.
“No!” Ann cried. She grated her clit mercilessly against Audree’s, gritting her teeth in triumph as the blonde failed to stifle a whimper, but she could feel the climax building quickly inside herself too. Half of her wanted to break away from this fuckwar, to survive and fight another day, but the other half knew she could not. After all the insults, all the trouble her enemy had caused, she couldn’t just let her walk away. Audree was the one who started this, but Ann knew it had to be her that finished it.
The two women sank their nails even deeper into one another’s hands, struggling to hold on. The redhead and the blonde glared at one another from across their glistening, fused bodies, channeling so much anger into one another through their eyes and their cunts that hate almost became a physical being.
They howled as one in ecstasy as the two women began to weaken. There was no more room for words, no more time for insults. Each was aware of the fact that the next few seconds would decide the fate of both duelists.
Audree ground hard, rotating her tender, swollen twat clockwise around Ann’s pussy. Ann accepted the advancement of their duel, rotating her equally sensitive cunt counter-clockwise against the blonde’s sex, each woman moaning and screaming in beautiful defiance of the other.
They grinded their hips viciously in opposite directions, then bucked ferociously. Their bodies arched sharply, asses held suspended in midair for several seconds as their marble-sized clits fused and pulsed together, pussy lips locking together passionately like lovers.
Ann and Audree screamed as one, grinding down even faster as the final seconds before orgasm elapsed. Audree gritted her teeth, digging her nails even deeper into Ann’s flesh, but she could hold on no longer. Her body exploded in the climax of a vicious orgasm, forcing cum and womanly arousal oozing between their still locked cunts. Ann slowly parted from the blonde, smiling triumphantly…she still had yet to come.
Ann raised herself slowly onto her knees, until her pussy hovered eyelevel with Audree’s face. “Lick.” She commanded, spreading the lips of her sex open with her thumb and forefinger. Audree’s eyes met Ann’s, shooting her with every ounce of venomous hatred within her body. Every inch of bloody defiance screamed for her to bite, to place her teeth around Ann’s twat and bite hard, but she didn’t. She knew if she did, Ann would follow suit, and she doubted her body could take much more. Obediently she began running her tongue around Ann’s lips, gliding across her clit, making Ann squirm with absolute pleasure.
“That’s it bitch! More! More!” Ann screamed erotically. “More!!!” Ann felt the climax of her orgasm take hold. Swiftly she grabbed her enemy by her hair, forcibly burying Audree’s face within her pussy, forcing the blonde’s mouth to fully cover her clit. She came violently, spewing cum in excess into Audree’s open mouth. Even after the climax of her orgasm she refused to relinquish her hold on Audree, and wouldn’t let go until her counterpart passed out from lack of oxygen.
Slowly the redhead stood, using Audree’s long blonde hair to wipe off any juice that lay on the inside of her thighs. She put on her shirt and her jeans, not even bothering with her undergarments. She used her own bra to bind her opponent’s hands tightly together, and then used Audree’s bra to bind her feet. As a final touch she wrapped both panties into a makeshift gag, sticking the lace into the blonde’s open mouth.
Ann then took a pad of paper and a pen from the dresser and wrote ‘thanks for the memories’, setting the small note beside her fallen enemy quietly. She smiled, almost wishing she would be around to see the look on the blonde’s face when she woke, then turned and walked silently out of the room.
“Is everything Alright Ann?” Chris asked. He smiled at her, a little more comfortably now that the look in her eye was gone. The lack of customers had made him weary, and he had seated himself in one of the lounge’s armchairs. He noticed the stench of sweat and sex upon her, but decided against asking.
“Yes Chris, thank you. I am needed back at the apartment, but my sister has fallen asleep. Will you please make sure she is not disturbed until later tomorrow?”
“Of course” Chris replied. She watched Ann saunter out through the hotel’s double door entrance, like a cat after a successful hunt. He chuckled, wondering again if he should have fit the room with a camera or two, but shook his head at the thought. Whatever was between them should stay between them he thought, then chuckled again. Such a shame though…I liked the blonde woman better.
Ann could feel Chris’s stare as she walked away, but paid him little mind. Her thoughts were still racing over the events of the night. She knew the experience had changed her forever, though how much she wasn’t sure. She laughed out loud as she climbed back into her car and drove away, imagining the look on the face of the cleaning lady when she would come in to clean the rooms the next day.
A Chance at Redemption
Audree stood silently in the bathroom of her apartment down on Main, glaring at her reflection in the mirror. She was beautiful and she knew it.
Long, blonde hair flowed down her neck and across her shoulders like waves of gold, framing a face of such elegance that her lips alone could drive a man crazy.
She was tall and thin, and her body curved perfectly in every way. She was a veritable goddess, yet she glared into her own eyes, fuming. Just as she had done every single night since her own surrender.
It had been two weeks since she met Ann at the Hotel Carole. Two weeks since she and that redheaded bitch had locked themselves into room 72 for the contest of their lives. Two weeks since Ann had made her come like a common tramp.
She spat Ann’s name under her breath, and the word tasted like poison upon her lips. Audree could hardly stand the idea of another woman being her equal, let alone the possibility of someone being better; yet the night played over and over in her head like a broken record.
Despite her hatred, just thinking about Ann resulted in a tingling sensation between her legs. She could still feel the redhead’s fingers dancing around her pussy, and again she reached towards her crotch in an attempt to tear the phantom hand away.
She cursed again, swearing to herself that it wasn’t over, then turned the water on and stepped into the shower. As the warm spray ran through her cleavage, she played a fantasy over in her head; the same fantasy that had played in her head since her loss.
Ann Grayson’s moans echoed inside her head over and over again in surrender. Audree ran her hands slowly around the insides of her thigh, then used her fingers to pry open her pussy lips and tease out her clit. She ran a middle finger slowly up and down her stiff little rod, imagining it was Ann’s tongue that was teasing back and forth.
She moved her body slowly beneath the flowing water, unable to stifle out a moan as she imagined herself grasping the little redheaded slut by the hair and burying Ann’s face into her crotch. She rewound time, imagining Ann’s stiff nipples pinched tightly beneath her fingertips. She envisioned the redhead’s face inching closer to her own, and Audree stuck her tongue out into the spray as if to meet Ann’s once again.
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