The Collection (Volume 2): 5 More Tales of Erotic, Girl on Girl Lust (The Collections)
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Jaclyn sank her claws defiantly into the redhead’s perfect tit, and the sudden pain broke Megan of her lustful stupor almost immediately. With a growl she forced their struggling bodies around until the brunette lay on bottom, glaring at her hated enemy with a malicious gleam. Their eyes locked with intense sexual defiance…and when they each tightened their hold on the other’s throat, completely cutting off the supply of air, they knew the next few moments would determine who the better woman was, once and for all.
The redhead forced her lips against the brunette’s furiously, each woman forcing her tongue as far into the other’s mouth as they possibly could. The two women struggled vainly inside one another’s mouth for dominance, neither able to gain the upper hand. They tightened their vicious hold on one another’s breasts before brutally slamming their bodies together, tits crushing viciously against tits in a quivering mass. Orgasm after orgasm shook the two girls’ trembling forms as the final moments elapsed, cunts now mashed together in such a fierce, wet grind that each almost felt like they were inside the other’s gorgeous body.
Tighter and tighter their bodies crushed together, skin pressing against skin with such a ferocious heat that their sweat slicked flesh seemed to be melting into one. It was almost impossible to tell where one woman ended and the other began. Even their muffled screams combined between their fused mouths; but as the two girls fought harder and harder, each knew only one of them could win.
The brunette glared into the redhead’s eyes with so much hate that the only feeling stronger was the lust that coursed like fire through her veins. She couldn’t believe how adept this little bitch was…how sexually stimulating she was. Jaclyn had always felt her body was without equal, yet this slut had matched her at every challenge, mirrored every advancement without hesitation. She knew that if an equal truly did exist, it was the woman she now clutched with rage…and the rim around her vision began to blur.
Megan could feel the hatred emanating from the brunette’s gorgeous eyes, and she mirrored her rival’s rage with her own piercing glare. As Jaclyn’s fingers dug deeper, so did her own. The brunette shoved her tongue in farther, and Megan followed suit. She matched her rivals’ vicious wet grind with her own, equally soaked pussies fighting harder and harder for dominance. She mirrored Jaclyn’s body with every movement, every quiver; and it felt like their bodies would be locked inside this sexual mass forever.
Megan struggled viciously with her enemy as they fucked, bitterly coming again and again at the brunettes onslaught. She could feel orgasm after orgasm pulsing through Jaclyn’s body as well, but this realization brought her little comfort as her vision began to darken. Her heartbeat quickened immediately afterwards, and she could barely see her rival’s snarling face through the wash of shadows…but she could still feel every movement of Jaclyn’s form, and she desperately tried to hold onto that violent, pleasurable rhythm.
Just seconds before Megan’s body could slip under, she felt Jaclyn’s struggling flesh cease her attack. She felt the brunette’s hand loosen around her throat, and she released her own hold immediately. She kept her tongue inside her rival’s lips, kept her second hand constricted tightly around the waitress’s breast; but as the seconds of calm slowly ticked by, she let her body loosen.
The redhead and the brunette lay together on the pool table for several moments more, bodies finally still after hours of sexual war. Megan could feel Jaclyn’s chest rising and falling aginst her own, and for once the contact felt peaceful and calm.
As the redhead’s vision returned, she glanced down into the face of her bitter rival; Jaclyn’s eyes were now closed from complete sexual exhaustion. Megan had half a mind to shake this little bitch awake, to gloat about her own superiority…but the sound of the other woman’s quiet breathing pushed the thought from her mind.
She peeled her body off Jaclyn’s slowly, grimacing as the tolls her continuous orgasms took on her form began to make themselves apparent. Her pussy parted from the waitress’s with a wet smack, practically dripping with girl-cum as she pushed her body from the felt.
Megan’s legs nearly buckled beneath her as she climbed from the table, but as she clutched the rail tightly she was able to steady herself. Her mind flashed to Richard as she forced herself from the wood; he had some explaining to do the next day. She took one shaky step after another towards the door, then glanced over her shoulder at the table that had become their battleground.
Upon it she saw the most beautiful woman she had ever laid eyes on, passed out in sexual surrender…surrender to a redhead beauty whose form had surpassed that of a veritable goddess. Megan brushed her long, copper tresses behind her ear, her victory slowly bringing strength back into her body.
Megan continued towards the door, steadier now that her body began to realize that her desperate struggle was finally over. She glanced back at Jaclyn’s beautiful body just once more, then opened the door and stepped into the cool night air. The pool hall was once again silent, save for the fallen warrior’s quiet breathing…and the light above Jaclyn slowly dimmed from lack of movement, casting the world into darkness once again.