The future daughter in law

[deensmith]

Hey people.This is my latest story hope you enjoy it.It's a little bit different than others i wrote before so i hope you enjoy it.This might be my last story i write here .Don't know i have to think about it a little more .I thank you all for your feedback and your support.
Take care people and enjoy!!!

(Needless to mention that this is a work of fiction and any resemblance between these characters and any person is strictly coincidental.All characters in the story are over 21)


The future daughter in law


Jolene Paris was anxious. Her 23-year-old son was coming home after six months abroad. He had been conducting family business with his new girlfriend. From what her only child had said on the phone, Jolene gathered that the girlfriend was Jolene's future bride. When Jolene had asked for details: age, how they met, etc., her son had laughed and said only four words , "She's my soul mate."

Jolene was a 45-year-old woman. She was tall and beautiful: a natural redhead with long, straight hair. Despite her age, she still possessed an incredible body that could have belonged to a much, much younger woman. She had nice, long legs; a tight ass; big, round tits; and a flat stomach. Her body, her hair, her blue eyes, and especially her full lips made her a desirable mature woman.

At present, Jolene was divorced. She'd had a couple of boyfriends in the past, but she soon became tired of them. She cared a great deal about her son Mike. Money was no problem for their small family as Jolene's father was a successful businessman. When he died, he had left his daughter and grandson a vast fortune.

Jolene's deepest fear was that a slut hungry for money would take advantage of her son's kind heart and manipulate him to marry her. Then she would take his money. Sure, Mike had had some affairs with women, but so far, he had quickly realized that they had been sluts who were after his wealth.

Mike was back though; he was due any moment. Jolene's thoughts were interrupted as the door knob clicked. Full of excitement, Jolene ran toward the door. Mike was standing in the foyer, smiling widely.

"Hi, Mom!" Mike said.

"Mike, my sweet boy, how I missed you!" Jolene said. She ran to her son's arms and kissed him on the cheek.

"Mom, here's Janet, my future bride and your new daughter-in-law," Mike said. He stepped farther into the house and a smiling woman followed him.

"Hello, Mrs. P., or should I better say 'Mom'?" Janet said in a deep, sexy voice. She extended her hand.

Jolene's eyes widened and her jaw dropped. Her excitement vanished, replaced by anger, confusion, and instinctive unease.

She looked Mike's "future bride" up and down and her unease increased.

Before Jolene stood a tall 42-year-old woman with curly, shoulder-length black hair; pitch-black eyes; and full lips that gave her face a strange, hard beauty. Her tanned body was tight and strong with curved hips and massive tits. She was wearing expensive jewelry and a classy, tight, knee-length red dress.

Jolene had to admit that Mike's girlfriend was stunning: elegant and beautiful. The woman had an air of superiority; her moves reminded Jolene of a cat stalking its prey.

Jolene hadn't expected that her only son would find a girlfriend almost his mother's age! Mike hadn't had an eye for older women before, had he? His past girlfriends had been around his age. This woman was playing a game and Jolene was determined to find out what it was. Mike was no fool, but this woman had somehow trapped him like a spider.

The red-haired woman quickly hid her emotions and shook hands with Janet. But when Mike's girlfriend hugged her, she felt confusion and unease again. Janice brought danger and...something deeper: lust. Jolene kept her face blank while her nipples hardened.

Janet was a former cheerleader and dancer. Besides her athleticism, she was extremely cunning and clever. She believed that her beauty and body were her ultimate weapons. Men dreamt of her. The desire that she inspired in men's hearts made them to surrender to her will. Most would give everything for just one night with her.

Janet loved sex, but what she desired most were money and power. As the years passed, she got better at targeting rich men. She would seduce them, marry them, then drain them of their money. When she was satisfied, she divorced them. No amount of money was enough for her; she always wanted more. On one or two occasions, she was nearly exposed when the ex-wives of her victims accused her of being a whore and a thief of their husbands' money. But Janice had good enough lawyers to win. Afterward, she took even more money in punitive damages.

Janet travelled the world, not staying in any place for long. She managed to get into high society, closer to more powerful people: usually people who weren't satisfied with their wives....

Three years before she met Mike, Janet started seducing rich young men: sons of politicians, diplomats, European aristocrats, businessmen. A swing of her ass and soon the rich young guy would fall into her web. The victim would soon be giving her expensive gifts and filling her purse.

But a problem had risen. The mothers of those men saw her for the cunning person she was. They didn't want her near their sons and they made her life difficult.

For a while, Janice was on the defensive, but soon she found a way to deal with that problem. Step one: she looked for a crack in their defenses. Those mothers loved their sons; they eventually gave in and let her speak with them. Step two: when Janice established her place in the villa or mansion, she slowly seduced the mother too. They were quite susceptible to sex. Men--younger or older--were confident that they could tame her, fuck her, and own her, but it was so easy to fuck them and dominate them. Janice never took much time to transform them into willing puppets.

At first, women were a bit difficult. Janet found their weaknesses. They were usually attractive mothers in their 40s. They threatened to expose her, but a few moments of wickedness was all that it took. Soon their pussies, their breasts, their minds and souls were under her command. How many straight women found themselves flat on their backs with Janet on top of them? She dominated them, fucking them to the point of exhaustion. How many mature breasts and nipples had her teeth and tongue played with? A little practice and seducing her marks' moms became easy. Step three: Janice blackmailed those mothers and threatened them with exposure in their circles of friends and family.

She knew how to bring pleasure to a man or a woman--and she would do anything and fuck anyone to achieve her goals--so as time passed, while milking cocks and pussies, she milked the accounts of her targets. Then she vanished. She'd had the stamina, the body, and the experience to make anyone submit to her will...so far.

In her travels, Janet had met Mike. In a yacht party, between rich young men, she made her appearance. She drew the stares of men and women. She found out who Mike was and what he owned. Mike was handsome and had money, but he was very clever compared with Janice's usual targets. He didn't fall for her immediately. Only when they went to bed did the things that she could do and the pleasure that she offered make him beg for her. He proposed a month later. When Mike asked her to escort him to his house to meet his mother, she immediately accepted. She wanted to take measure of her newest adversary.

Now in front of Janet stood a tall, beautiful redhead about her age. Although this stunner was dressed casually, it was obvious that she had an incredibly body. Janice grew more interested.

As one would expect, the gold-digger caught the confusion and surprise of Mike's mother. But she caught that "something else" also: something well-hidden, but visible to Janice. It made Janice form a small, evil smile. Lust--Jolene was physically attracted to her.

As the women shook hands, Mike said, "Well, ladies, I'll let you get to know each other better. I'm going back to the car."

Just as Mike was leaving, Janet hugged Jolene tight and said, "Jolene, I'm so happy to meet you! You're beautiful. Mike has told me so many things about you that I feel I already know you."

Jolene was surprised by the move. She coldly hugged Janet back, but with a stone face she said, "Well, I'm happy too." In a lower voice, looking straight into Janet's black eyes, she said, "I'll find out your game, bitch. I know your kind and I'll expose you for what you are."

Janet drew Jolene closer, digging her nails into the protective woman's back. Two pairs of large, shapely breasts mashed together. Erect nipples prodded their counterparts. Janet whispered into Jolene's ear, "Try what you'd like, but Mike is mine now. Talk to your son about me and you'll break his heart." With shocking speed, Janice performed a shocking act: she licked Jolene's ear. A small moan burst from between Jolene's mouth before the women separated. Jolene was stunned by Janice's bold move and her own reaction.

Moments later, Mike came back. After kissing his mother again, Mike went with Janet to their prepared room.

...Jolene sat alone in the living room. Many feelings and thoughts raced inside her head. Her body had already acted strangely to this dreadful encounter. Jolene recognized that her son had brought a very dangerous and cunning person to their house. The pretty blue-eyed woman was afraid. What--or how--how could she tell Mike about her? How to change his mind about this bitch?

Nagging at her was a deeper and more troubling feeling. She felt a strange heat between her legs and through her motherly chest. Jolene hadn't had an attraction to a woman--to any woman--so why this woman, a fortune-hunting tramp! This woman awoke sexual urges in her. How could she explain that?

While her conscious mind was busy, she'd moved her hand between her legs. Jolene noticed her motions and immediately stopped, embarrassed and angry. "What's happening to me?" she asked herself nervously. She pushed back all urges and determinedly made a decision.

She wasn't meek. No slut would easily boss her around or hurt her family. Jolene Paris would give everything to protect her son from this whore.

Later that day, Jolene, Janet, and Mike went to an expensive restaurant for dinner. There, Mike talked excitedly about Janice: how they met and their future plans. As Mike talked, Jolene tried to stay calm, smiling politely so that her son wouldn't notice her distaste for his new girlfriend. All the time that Janice and Jolene exchanged small talk and glances, they wore cold smiles, their eyes burned with hate.

After they got home, Jolene excused herself after kissing her son and smiling icily to Janet. Jolene went to her room.

"I don't understand what's wrong with my mother. She was acting very weird," Mike said after his mother left.

"Don't worry, honey. She's tired. Don't forget that she drank a lot of wine! Let her rest and let's go to our room. I have a surprise for you." Janet's voice was seductive. She grabbed Mike by the hand and led him to their room.

Jolene stewed, but she decided to use her brain to deal with Janice. A simple idea formed. She would find proof that Janet was an evil woman, strong proof. Evidence would convince her son that Janice was a whore who cared about nothing but his money--not marriage and certainly not his love. Satisfied with the strategy, Jolene undressed and went to bed.

But while she was sleeping, she had an unsettling dream.



Jolene was lying on a king-sized bed, her body naked, sweat flowing. She felt wild and excited. Her legs were spread wide and Janete was lying between them. Jolene's future daughter-in-law's beautiful face was buried in Jolene's pussy, sucking, licking, and drinking the sweet juices that welled from her parted lips. Strong pleasures--striking in waves--made Jolene scream in pleasure....

****

Jolene woke covered in sweat. The nightmare she'd had during her short sleep was turning into another: from her son's room, moans of pleasure and screams of ecstasy were echoing through the hall. After a minute, there was silence.

"Damn it! That bitch is invading my sanctuary. I can't believe what I'm dreaming and what I'm hearing in my own house!"

Jolene opened her room door and stepped outside. Janet stood in front of her, naked, her athletic body glimmering with sweat, her huge breasts on full display.

Janet looked at Jolene with a vicious grin. "Oh, Jolene; did I wake you? Because that was my intention. Remember: I'm fucking your son. He's mine now."

Jolene's mind boiled with rage. The insulted woman dashed forward and slapped Janice hard. "You fuckin' bitch, you think that I'll let you do whatever you want in my own house? Do you think that I'll let you destroy my family and play with Mike's feelings? You messed with the wrong people. You'll be a beautiful bride in jail!" Jolene screamed. She spun and went back into her room.

Janet stood like a statue; she hadn't expected that reaction. The lovely brunette touched her red cheek and a smile formed on her face. "Oh bitch, the game is on. Let's play!" Janice murmured.

Mike opened the bedroom door. "Janet, is everything all right? I heard loud voices."

"Nothing, dear, I've just asked your mother if she need anything. Go back to sleep; I'll take a shower and join you right after."

"Ok, darling, I'll be waiting," Mike said.

The first thing Jolene did in the morning was ask a friend about a very expensive and skilled detective. Jolene called him, employed him, and told him to find anything suspicious in Janice's past. When she closed the phone, her son had just come into the kitchen.

"Good morning, Mom. Are you feeling better? Last night you worried me." Mike gave his mother a hug.

"Don't worry, son; I'm much better," Jolene said. Taking a look around to be sure that they were alone, she continued, "I have to tell you something. I know it will be difficult to hear, but it's true."

"What is it? What's wrong?" Mike asked.

Looking back, Jolene often kicked herself for speaking too soon. If she'd waited for proof, things might have turned out better.

"It's about Janet. I don't trust her; she doesn't care about you; she doesn't love you. I know her type. Her only goal is to seduce guys like you and manipulate them."

"Mom, stop it now. I know her; she is not that kind of woman. She has never accepted a single gift from me. She even refused my offer to pay her travel expenses."

Jolene pressed on. "I'm telling you, Mike; she's an impostor; she's--"

"--I said 'stop it' or I'll leave the house right now and not come back," Mike yelled.

"What's wrong?" Janet's voice came from behind them. She had heard nearly everything.

"From what I understand, we're not welcome here. Let's go," Mike said to her.

Things were getting out of hand; Jolene knew her timing had been poor.

Janet took Mike's hand. "It's okay, my love. I understand! Every mother cares for her son and what's best for him. Let's take a walk and calm down," Janet said. As they turned to leave, she looked Jolene straight in the eyes, smiled, licked her lips seductively, and blew Jolene a kiss.

Jolene's best hope was to find proof about Janice's nature and expose her to her son before there was no turning back.


Two days later, the call came from the detective. There was nothing firm about Janet's activities. All was in order: there were merely rumors of her attitude and her love for married, rich men. There were some court battles, but there was nothing to prove she was a crook.

"Oh no, that can't be. There is something. I feel it. Keep looking," Jolene said to her detective.

Now what? Jolene was frustrated.

Jolene made another decision. She would try to talk to Janet, reason with her, even give her money. They'd come to an agreement that would keep Janet away from Jolene's son.

Just then, Mike entered the living room. "Mom, please sit. I want to talk to you." Jolene sat, curious and apprehensive about what Mike wanted to say. "Look, I've noticed how you and Janet don't get along. I know that you care about me and you only want what's best, but there's nothing wrong with Janice. I've checked her out! So I want a personal favor from you: I want you to make peace. Become friends or at least stop being enemies! Please try. The marriage will take place next month and I want you by my side. Please try, Mom. Don't be mean to her. I've talked to her and she's willing to make peace with you. She really loved you when she met you."

Jolene was speechless. While her mind raced, she considered that Mike was begging her to talk to Janice. She'd planned to do that anyway, though not on these terms. "Mike, I'm not promising anything. Yes, I'll give it a try."

Mike smiled and said, "Thanks, Mom, you're the best." He kissed her on the forehead and continued, "Another thing, Mom...tomorrow I'm living for a week. There's a problem with our business in France that needs my immediate attention. I'll be coming back next Monday if at all possible. It will be plenty of time to talk things out."

Jolene nodded to her son. "Okay, my dear boy. Take care of yourself."

The next morning, Jolene and Janet watched Mike get to his car. He called, "Ladies, behave, I love you both so much!"

"We love you, too," Janet replied.

The two women didn't speak that day.

Late at night, Jolene saw Janet sitting comfortably on the long leather couch, drinking a glass of wine. Jolene made a decisive approach and sat next to her. Janet turned a cold stare to Jolene and asked curtly, "How may I help you, Jolene?"

"I am asking you what you want in exchange for leaving us alone, for leaving Mike to get on with his life. I know that you don't love him. How much money do you want me to give you?" Jolene asked calmly.

Janet looked Jolene up and down and her black eyes filled with lust. "Got you!" she thought as a plan was forming. "Look, I respect you. You're a tough woman and you want to protect your son from me. It's true that I don't love him. He's just a sex toy to me. I just want everything he owns and everything you own, my sweet Jolene."

Jolene's face turned red with anger, but before she could speak, Janet continued. "...But I'm willing to make you a deal. I see what a hot and sexy woman you are. You want to control everything around you. You're a dominant bitch whether you admit it or not--much like me.

"I want to test myself against you. I want to own you, woman to woman, tit to tit, pussy to pussy, my body against yours in a sex-fight competition. We will face each other in three fights. If you dominate and fuck me two out of three, I'll leave you and your son and you will never hear from me again. I don't mind; there are plenty of rich people to seduce. If you lose, I'll marry your son, take your fortune, and you'll be my bitch.

"We'll start on Friday. You will not know the place or time of our small competition. It's a huge house, full of places to fuck! That's my proposal. Now...take it or leave it!

"On Monday, Mike arrives. I'll be gone or you will be pretending to be a very good mother-in-law." Janet sat back with an eager, smug grin on her face.

Jolene was furious. "Well, screw you, you fuckin' demented bitch! I can't believe what I'm hearing, you perverted whore. No way! I'm not a lesbian and if I was, you'd be the last--the absolute last!--woman that I would go for."

"I'll let you think about it for one hour, Jolene. You're just a scared, mature pussy," Janet said. She hopped off the couch and left the room. How she wanted to fuck that bitch into submission, to make her scream in despairing ecstasy. She lusted for Jolene's body and her submission. As hard as she could, Janet wished Jolene to make the decision she wanted.

Jolene couldn't think. Before her was an opportunity, but she couldn't do what Janet proposed. It was so extreme, so wrong.

Jolene remembered her college life. One night, she'd seen her roommate pick a fight with another woman. The argument had ended with them scissoring and riding their pussies in bliss....

Jolene felt her pussy becoming wet and her nipples erect. She wasn't a lesbian, but she admired the beauty of the female body. Janet had an outstanding body. Jolene wouldn't deny that.

"Well, Jolene, you said you would do everything to kick this whore out of your son's life. Here's your chance. It might be the best you'll get," she murmured to herself.

The gorgeous red-haired woman went upstairs to Janet's room. The beautiful gold-digger was wearing only a white silk robe that displayed her well formed body. Jolene stared at her for an instant, admiring the formidable opponent. She spoke clearly, letting her resolve be heard. "Fine, I'm in. If I finish you twice, then you're out of our lives." Jolene issued her declaration of hostility and slammed the door.

The following day, Jolene was in her bedroom searching her laptop. She wanted to know everything about "sex-fight." She read stories, saw pictures, and watched videos where fit, athletic, well-trained women scissor-locked, performed flexible moves, ground their pussies together, and dominated each other by bringing their defeated foes to screaming climaxes. Jolene was surprised and aroused by the wealth of material and the raw emotion it contained. The pretty red-haired mother had always had a deep hidden curiosity about sex other women.

Taking a break, she lay back on her bed and opened her robe. The blue-eyed vixen needed to calm the tension that built inside her during the past few days. She had gone almost two months without sexual release. Her left hand slowly started playing with her clit. She pushed one, then two fingures inside her pussy, pumping them in and out, slowly at first, then faster and faster. Her other hand started to pinch her excited nipples. Her mind filled with images of Janice: her long legs and muscular abdomen, her breasts--and how it would be when they would have this unusual combat. Jolene felt that all this was wrong, but she couldn't push away her thoughts of Janice.

Soon she reached orgasm, as her wet pussy finally flooded and flexed. The comely redhead moaned in pleasure. She had gone a long time without feeling such a powerful orgasm.

Her eyes closed. She fell into a deep dreamless sleep.

Jolene hadn't noticed her bedroom door as it opened a crack. A pair of lustrous black-as-night eyes had watched her intently, filled with lust. Janet had seen everything. When Jolene had begun to masturbate, Janet had done the same, hidden from her opponent's eyes. She admired Jolene's trim body and her bold pussy. Janet was barely able to hold herself back from joining the hot mama in bed, riding her, fucking her, making her scream. It would be so easy!

She didn't know why, but she didn't take advantage of her adversary's weakness. When she heard Jolene's scream of pleasure, she pumped her own pussy furiously, bringing herself off silently and satisfyingly. "Soon, bitch...you'll be mine," she whispered as she quietly closed the door.

Days passed and Friday came. Jolene was alone in the house. She didn't see Janice often: the outrageous brunette was always out. But Jolene was prepared. She was in shape and ready to fuck the demented whore. She kept in mind some of the moves and tactics she'd seen in pictures and videos. She was confident. She was dressed in black tights and a sport bra. Now she was merely waiting. If Janet had hoped that the long layoff would make Jolene nervous, that hope would be dashed.

Night came. Jolene got angry. It had been days; what had happened to the challenge? "That fuckin' cowardly slut. She backed down. I knew it; she was just testing me to see how far I would go, dammit."

Jolene stepped out of her clothes and went to her large bathroom to take a shower.

Jolene stood naked in front of the long bathroom mirror. With a bit of pride, she inspected her voluptuous form, exquisitely shaped for her--or any--age. Her full, round breasts stood proudly; her flat stomach and long, well-toned legs gave her the appearance of a hot cougar. She maintained her body by going to the most expensive spas and gyms. She used to hire the most expensive trainers to help her achieve a flawless shape. Many men, old and young, admired her beauty. Only that stupid prick who used to be her husband wasn't interested and left her for a twenty-year-old slut.

Tonight, Jolene felt a little disappointed. Her mind was filled with images of that bitch Janet and her sexy body--a body almost the equal of her own! Her enemy sparked something undefined deep inside her: a hidden urge, a need and a curiosity to match her body against another woman's. She wanted to conquer or to be conquered, to be an alpha bitch if she could be, to control everything and everyone around her. Now, after the big talk and the smoldering gazes, that bitch was backing down.

No matter: Jolene would contact her detective tomorrow and possibly learn new information. Jolene stepped into the huge shower stall under the hot water. She began to relax.

As Jolene was relaxing under the shower, she suddenly felt someone behind her. She turned and saw Janet standing naked just outside the shower door. Jolene, startled by Janet's sudden appearance and stunned by her voluptuous body, admired her rival for a long moment. She felt sexual heat overtaking her and she was temporarily unable to think.

But Jolene quickly recovered, thanks to her rage and protectiveness. In front of her was a woman who wanted to destroy her son.

"What the hell are you doing here, you fuckin' whore?" Jolene yelled. She stepped out of the shower, dripping water, and confronted Janet.

Janet surprised Jolene again by grabbing the unprepared redhead by the shoulders and pushing her back into the shower. The dark-haired beauty shoved the redhead back to the wall. "Now, my sweet cunt, I'll show you why men and women desire me. Why they need me and dream of me! When I'm finished with you, you'll beg for my body to dominate yours." Janice's voice was deep and sensual.

"Fuck you, perverted slut!" Jolene screamed. She used her anger, trying to break free from Janet's strong grip. The pretty red-haired woman got a hand free and slapped Janet in the face, but with no result. She was again crushed hard to the shower wall. Janet seductively pressed her voluptuous body into Jolene's. The two rivals' firm, round breasts crushed tightly against each other.

Janet put her left thigh between Jolene's legs and made contact with her pussy while her erect nipples dug deep into Jolene's soft breasts. A deep moan escaped Jolene's throat. Her eyes glazed with lust as her pleasure rose to incredibly high levels! The red fox's brain was screaming at her to fight back, not to submit! But as she tried to gather herself, Janet grabbed her by the hair. With an insufferable smile, the sexy brunette slut said, "You're seeing it: why men and women desire the pleasures that I offer," and gave Jolene a deep, passionate kiss.

Janet's burning tongue lashed out. The redhead tried in vain to keep her mouth closed as her opponent's tongue entered her. The two mouths sealed together. The two tongues twisted around each other, exploring, exchanging spit as they sucked one another. Jolene's pussy was burning. Her body refused to obey her. She slowly sank into a sea of lust and pleasure.

The black-haired woman suddenly broke the kiss and bit Jolene's lip, hard. She started licking and biting the redhead's neck. Janet slid down to Jolene's breasts, licking the nipples teasingly, then continuing downward, lapping her belly and as she dropped to her knees. Janet grabbed her rival's ass, digging in her nails. She brought Jolene's pelvis closer to her face. She kissed Jolene's cunt. With a lunge, she put her red-hot tongue deep into it. Jolene was in sexual bliss, was ready to collapse to the shower tiles. Wave after wave struck her as Janice explored her most intimate inner passage, conquering it.

"Oh, fuck! Ooh, yes! FUCK!" Jolene screamed and moaned.

Images of Janet as bride--next to her son--made her push back the hypnotizing sexual bliss. With a quick motion, Jolene yanked Janet's hair, pulling her tongue and mouth out of her wet pussy, drawing a scream of pain from the black-haired seductress. Jolene saw confusion and surprise on Janet's face. Wonderful! Jolene pushed her attack; she kicked Janet on the chin, sending her to the shower's tiled floor.

Jolene took a second to catch her breath and push back her arousal, then she straddled Janet. The comely red-haired woman sank her nails deep into Janet's massive breasts. As Janet tried to break free, Jolene slapped her hard in the face and instantly she rammed two fingers into her rival's pussy. Jolene rapidly pumped them in and out, finger-fucking her enemy. "Now I'll show you what kind of pleasure 'I'm' capable of giving 'you,' you useless cunt!"

Janet's body writhed in pleasure. The lusty tramp had begun screaming and moaning. "Uh! No! I can't--uh--believe this--uh--you fucking slut!" The brunette was telling the truth; she was dumbfounded by the determination and power that blue-eyed bitch. Not only could Jolene resist her sexual attack, but she could also fight back, ferociously! Janet understood that her plan to catch Jolene off-guard and quickly finish her had been reckless. "That bitch is destroying me! I must break free," Janet thought.

The black-haired woman flailed desperately and managed to push away Jolene. Both women stood to face each other. Jolene had an confident, wicked grin on her face.

Janet spoke, panting. "I'd intended to give you a nice good fuck and let you go. But now you've made me angry. I will enjoy fucking you hard, bitch!"

Before Jolene could raise her hands, Janice punched her hard in the belly. Before the redhead could lose her balance, Janet grabbed her tightly around the neck and pushed her once more against the tiled wall.

The two voluptuous bodies came together again. Jolene's moans were drowned as Janet's tongue invaded her mouth. The women's full breasts and taut bellies mashed together. Jolene had nothing left: she was dizzy and tired; she had no more ideas or strength. The only emotions in her mind were lust and desire; her body wanted and felt it deserved sexual release. The new feelings that had surfaced during this first contact with another woman were unexpected.

And they were uncontrollable for the moment. Her neglected cunt pulsed with need. The redhead made her decision. This first fight was lost; she would allow herself to be fucked and dominated because it was over. She stopped trying to push Janet away and dug her nails deep into her back, causing Jolene to moan from pain and pleasure. Jolene drew Janet closer. Janet saw defeat in her rival's eyes and screamed in victory.

For Janet, the plan had gotten back on track. It had been closer than expected, but this classy bitch couldn't dominate her.

But because it had been so close, when Jolene sunk her nails into Janet's back and drew her close, Janet feared it might be a trap. She was more tired than she'd anticipated and her cunt was burning with desire.

Janet looked deep into Jolene's eyes. She saw surrender and submission. "Yes! Now, you're mine!" the beautiful slut screamed, declaring her victory. She would take what she had wanted from the first time she'd seen that fiery, red-headed vision. Jolene's gorgeous body was at Janice's disposal.

Under the steamy shower, the two voluptuous, glistening bodies became one. Well-trained muscles flexed. Jolene held herself by the shower pipe as she wrapped her long legs around Janet's waist, offering her moist pussy to her opponent. Jolene moaned in ecstasy as Janet's hot cunt locked onto her own. The black-haired amazon's pelvic thrusts came harder and faster, smacking and rubbing the two excited pussies against each other. The women's wet bodies slapped together.

Jolene could feel Janet's hot, hard clitoris sliding into her, giving her unimaginable erotic pleasure. Janet began grinding, clit to clit, her ass thrusting, her tight hips pumping. Pussy juices flowed between the women's locked engaged labia. Janet bit and licked the redhead's nipples. Their moans and cries of pleasure became freer with each powerful thrust.

Janet was in heaven. This was the best fuck she'd had in her entire life. Naturally, she wanted to enjoy it as for as long as possible. To keep from overloading her pussy with ecstasy, she slowed the pace.

Jolene was following every move. Janet remembered that Jolene hadn't cum yet. Janet's victory must be total, so there would be no doubt in her rival's mind. Jolene was practically limp, unable to resist as her body was used like a puppet by her enemy. She was barely holding on. To make sure the red-haired lesbian-in-training would get her climax, Janice decided to change position.

She laid the redhead cougar on the shower floor, then took Jolene's left leg and put it on her shoulder. As the water fell down her back, Janet slammed her wet, hot pussy into Jolene's steamy, juicy cunt. Groaning with pleasure and lust, Janet began rolling her hips and thrusting her pelvis, fucking Jolene at a furious pace. Her clit ground against the redhead's clit. The MILF's yelps and squeals of pleasure grew louder as they fucked mercilessly. Janet and Jolene's massive tits rocked back and forth. Janet reached down and filled her hands with Jolene's full breasts, squeezing, twisting the erect nipples.

"Oh, fuck! Fuck, oh my god! Fuck!" Jolene cried. Her head whipped left and right. Her senses were overwhelmed as she broke all the barriers of pleasure. She was ready to submit totally; her cunt wouldn't wait any longer. Janice's pumping motions went faster and faster. Her face wore a savage grin of pure pleasure.

Jolene climaxed. "Uh! I'm cumming!" the redhead screamed as she ejaculated into Janet's swelling pussy. Janet felt Jolene's muscles relaxing beneath her. The black-haired bitch thrust her pelvis more, making sure that her rival was satisfied. After a few moments, she came hard against her defeated opponent's pussy, mixing her cum with Jolene's. Janet collapsed onto her defeated rival, their hearts beating fast.

With effort, Janet stood, exhausted. She looked down at Jolene's naked body and smiled victoriously at her defeated, still-moaning opponent. "I won bitch. I've fucked you and dominated you. You're nothing to me, just a mommy slut that I'll use for my pleasure. You'd better quit now. You're not my equal, just a rich slut. Soon, all you have will be mine," she said. Swinging her hips, the gorgeous fortune-hunter walked out of the bathroom. Jolene watched her go through narrowed eyes, too tired to talk. She was defeated, fucked and dominated.

On Saturday morning, Jolene tried to get out of bed. She was so exhausted from last night's events that she could barely move. She had lost the first conflict and was angry. She had been caught by surprise by the slut's unexpected attack. Her moves were so quick; her limbs and extremities were so flexible and sensual that her body couldn't resist. Jolene played back the night's events: how she felt when her body made contact for the first time with a girl; how their massive tits and pointed nipples had felt pressed together; how their wet bodies had joyfully embraced; how their tongues had played; how their twats had scissored together, making pleasure that she hadn't imagined in her most erotic wild dreams. Janet was a slut, but a beautiful and talented one. Her voluptuous body and her unrestrained sexuality made Jolene jealous.

Jolene knew she must push back her fear of total defeat and unlock her inner slut. She had a body equal to her rival's, but she was holding back. She was inexperienced; that was a disadvantage. She needed to become like Janet to beat her at her own game. Otherwise, Janet would have her way with Jolene again and that was unacceptable.

Gritting her teeth, she managed to get up and leave her bedroom.

The house seemed empty. After taking a quick shower the gorgeous redhead dressed in sport tights and an athletic bra and went to her gym to clear her mind devise a plan.

Jolene's eyes roamed the bodies of the other women at the gym without Jolene meaning to. She stared at their firm bodies, toned legs, curved asses, and round breasts and felt her pussy pulsing with desire. Jolene couldn't concentrate; her body dictated her every move. She worked herself into such a state that she decided to go back in her house and fuck the evil bitch.


The frustrated beauty opened the door of her house and saw Janet sitting in the long black leather couch in the living room. Janet was just wearing her robe. At the moment, she was relaxing and talking into her cell phone. She hadn't even heard the door open! "That bitch thinks that she already owns my house. I'll show her who's Boss here," Jolene thought.

Silently, the strong red-haired woman stepped out of her clothes. She approached Janet from behind. As the pretty black-haired slut hung up her phone, she turned and saw Jolene. "Oh, fuck!" she had time to say.

Janet had awakened earlier Saturday morning full of energy. Last night's events made her pussy wet immediately. She needed a good fuck and she would get it when she surprised the bitch once more. She remembered how last night she had dominated and defeated Jolene by riding the MILF's cunt. Janet was sure it had been best fuck she had ever had.

The lovely gold-digging cougar was confident that she could fuck Jolene once more--probably without a fight. Jolene had liked the previous night's activities; Janet had seen that in her blue eyes and beautiful face.

This morning, the only thing Janet wanted was to buy expensive jewelry and clothes. She had money and she would have more soon. She dressed and left the house. She returned an hour and a half later, had a shower, and put on her red silk robe. She'd sat sat in the couch and her cell had rung. It was Mike, asking how things were going. He planned to be back on Monday afternoon. Then he would help with preparations for the marriage next month.

Janet assured him that everything was in order and that with his mother were really close-by, they were growing to understand each other better. After the call had ended, Janet had thought she heard someone. She had turned and her eyes had widened as she saw Jolene naked, screaming like a banshee, leaping for her.

The two rivals crashed into the long leather couch and slid to the carpet, pulling hair, clawing, and biting. Jolene ripped her rival's robe. Janet shook off her confusion and start pulling hair. Jolene managed to climb on top of Janice and hold her. The blue-eyed vixen kissed Janice deeply, hard. Janet thrashed. The redhead put her hand on Janet's left nipple and twisted, making her rival scream in pain. Quickly, the scream faded as Jolene French-kissed her enemy. Slowly, she began sliding her pelvis between Janet's legs, trying to rock her pussy against the black-haired woman's. Janet pulled Jolene's long red hair as hard as she could. Screaming in pain, Jolene lost her advantage.

Janet rolled her over. The haughty redhead tried to fight back, but her rival was gaining complete control of the fight. Janet slapped the redhead hard. "You fuckin' bitch! You thought that you could win by using my tactics? Lie back down and enjoy a nice good fuck." Janet panted as she spoke. She mounted the red-haired bitch and rolled her hips, drilling Jolene's pussy with her cunt. Janice's powerful hips thrust--slowly at first, then faster and faster. At the same time, she squeezed the redhead's breasts.

"Oh! Fuck! No-no-no-no-no-no!" Jolene moaned as once again she was fucked hard. Her pussy was swelling with arousal. Her vision was blurring as the need to cum became desperate.

But she couldn't lose this fight. She looked up and saw Janet's black-as-night eyes, her triumphant face, and her voluptuous body, riding her mercilessly. She had to do something but she couldn't think!

A move came to her mind: a last chance. As her body was buffeted by intense thrusts, she put her hand behind Janice's waist and slid her long, delicate finger into Janet's ass. Janet froze in mid-motion; her eyes widened in shock and unbearable sensation. "Oh! My God! You--uh!" Summoning her self-control, Jolene pushed back her impending orgasm and thrust back with her hips. Janet collapsed as Jolene rolled her over and placed the brunette's right leg on her shoulder. Locking her pelvis with her rival's, she took control of the fight. She began to thrust her pelvis hard, riding her moaning opponent.

Janet couldn't believe what had just happened. That beautiful bitch! It must have been an accident that she'd found Janet's sensitive spots! Janet tried to fight back, but she was already at the point of no return. "No! It can't be--I'm a better woman--you're nothing, bitch!" But one look at the sex-crazed face and piercing blue eyes of the redhead, the evil grin on her beautiful face....Janet understood that she couldn't do anything but moan uncontrollably. She saw Jolene's muscles flexing; her breasts bouncing up and down; her tight belly quivering, and finally--where their two bodies met in a carnal embrace--her own cunt surrendering. "Uh, oh, fuck!" she screamed. She couldn't fight any more.

Jolene was riding, grinding, fucking her enemy with a vengeance. "Now you'll see who's the real bitch here, you stupid cunt; you'll see who's the real dominant." The thrusts became quicker and quicker. Jolene transformed into a relentless sex machine.

"I...I...can't--I surrender--uh!" Janet screamed as she sprayed her opponent's pussy with her tangy fluid. The redhead cougar didn't stop. She wanted to punish the bitch for what she had done to her. Jolene kept French-kissing the gorgeous tramp, drawing moans from her impressive chest.

Janet came and came. Jolene's thrusts brought her one orgasm after another. Even her tongue was dominated, pushed back and sucked by the MILF who'd beaten her. With a scream, Jolene declared her victory. She came hard against the defeated cunt. "Yes! Victory!" she cried, collapsing on top of the routed brunette beauty. Both women panting, their bodies glistening from sweat, lay still for a while.

Jolene surprised herself by standing, turning, and placing her gorgeous ass in Janet's beautiful face. She dug deep into her rival's cunt, licking it, shoving her tongue deep, exploring, playing, draining. Janet was surprised when she felt what Jolene was doing, but she obliged, licking the victorious cunt in return. The two hot women stayed in 69-position for a long time.

Jolene was exhausted. She got up and looked at Janet, who was asleep on the carpet. "I fucked you good, bitch. Now we'll fight on equal terms. You woke the sleeping bitch inside me, now you'll submit to her, one way or another!" she whispered. She left the room quietly.

Janet opened her eyes. She had heard everything. Her superiority was gone and that made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

But so deep inside her mind that she could barely recognize it, she knew that she had enjoyed getting fucked by an equal bitch. She was extremely impressed.

The rest of the day was spent without incident; the two rivals were resting: spent but aroused from their previous encounters. When later that night they accidentally saw one another, they tensed, expecting an attack.

As the night passed, Jolene was sleepless. She was burning with lust. She played many times with her clit, hoping to quench the fire that burned inside her. She climaxed fantasizing about Janet. The beautiful middle-aged redhead couldn't get Janet out of her mind. Jolene had no fear anymore; she was confident that once more she could out-fuck her hated rival. Jolene admitted to herself that the wild brunette tramp had changed her. To win, Jolene had unleashed her inner slut and the weird thing was that she had liked it. The blue-eyed beauty enjoyed the feel of another woman's body--the breast-to-breast contact, the lusty gazes and heavy breathing--but the thing that excited her was the cunt fight. The knowledge that she could fuck, dominate, make the other bitch submit and scream beneath her, begging for a hard fuck was exhilarating. The sensible red-haired woman felt ashamed of these thoughts. Her objective was to beat Janet at her own perverted game and kick her out of the house and out of their lives.

With these thoughts, finally, sleep took her.

On Sunday morning, Jolene was drinking coffee when Janice came into the kitchen. The women exchanged cold stares but no words for several suspenseful seconds.

"Janet! It's time to end this. The time Mike returns is 8:00 in the evening. I'll wait for you in my bedroom. The bed is large enough for us no matter how rough we are. You'll be fucked hard there and you will get the hell out, you filthy whore," Jolene said with a small smile.

"You wish, cow. You think that because you won last night you're equal to me? Please. Now that I'm thinking of it, yes! Your bedroom is the best place to fuck you and make you scream like the bitch in heat you are. Admit it; you want me to fuck you, to dominate you, to feel my pussy devouring yours. I'm in, bitch! Soon Mike, this house, your businesses, even you will be mine to do with as I please." Janice spoke with a wicked grin on her face, but she wasn't so sure. Jolene had changed. The sexy red-haired lady had become a true rival to her. But Jolene was still at a disadvantage. She had a lot of things to learn. Janice would teach them to her by fucking her hard.

In the late afternoon, the women stood facing one another. Unbelted silk robes were draped over their shoulders, hanging open. Their faces were calm, but their gorgeous bodies looked tense, ready to explode. Their eyes were locked on each other's bodies, appreciating the firm, plump breasts; the sexy, sculpted bellies; the sleek thighs and long, strong legs; the wet, hot pussies. The adversaries were ready to fuck one another. They stepped out of their robes and approached each other warily. The first move would be a fierce attack.

Both comely cougars grabbed each other by the hair and kissed deeply, tongues starting their own fight for domination as their breasts crushed together, hard nipples digging deeply into each other's gorgeous breasts. Jolene realized that Janice was pushing her slowly back, toward the king-sized bed. The strong redhead quickly put her hands around Janet's waist and squeezed her hard, forcing the dark-haired woman to break the kiss and scream in pain.

Now Jolene was forcing Janet backward. Janet grabbed her opponent by the neck and pushed her, then dealt her a stinging slap. She pressed her attack by head-locking her opponent. "Ow, you bitch!" Jolene yelled.

"Oh, I'm sorry; am I hurting you?" Janet said mockingly.

Jolene managed to break free by elbowing Janet's abdomen. Both women separated. The dark-haired amazon clutched her stomach. Jolene clutched her neck.

With a very quick move, Jolene pushed Janet, making her trip and fall to the floor. Immediately, Jolene dove on top and locked her mouth hungrily to Janet's. The two curvy ladies kissed viciously, tongues lashing, battling for dominance. They moaned deeply as their sensual hunger grew. Janet was already feeling sensations that would lead to an orgasm. Knowing that she had to change the situation fast, she pushed Jolene, then gave her a knee, hard in the belly. The redhead pulled back, grunting in pain. Janet sprang up, saliva dripping from her mouth.

She wasn't fast enough for an effective attack; Jolene had already recovered.

"You fuckin' cow, stop fighting and let me fuck you! I'll be gentle, I promise. I will fuck your son and then you--oh my--that would be so arousing!" Janet said, beaming.

"That's it; you're done. Let's see if you'll be so tough when you're on your back, crying from orgasm after orgasm, begging for mercy!" Jolene screamed, her face reddened with fury. Just the idea that this cock-sucking slut was close to becoming her son's wife--Jolene charged!

Janet was caught by surprise by the intensity of Jolene's rage. The sleazy brunette didn't react in time. Jolene leaped onto her and dragged them both to the giant bed.

The sweating, panting women rolled back and forth on the bed, struggling for the dominant position. Their voluptuous bodies rubbed sensuously; their long legs twined; their muscles flexed. Jolene scrambled on top and tried to slide her pelvis between Janet's legs, but the raven-haired cougar kept her long legs closed tightly. Each woman used her hands to try to break the stalemate: tits squeezed hard, hard nipples twisted. Both competitors tried gain the advantage. The two female bodies were slick with sweat and dripping saliva from licks and violent kisses. Janet strained and took the top position. She labored to grind her hot cunt into her rival's, but she lost her hold.

The frustrated women broke their contact and got up from the bed, looking each other straight in the eyes. They understood that this last fight--where everything was at stake--would be the fiercest.

"You bitch! I almost had you, cow. What's the matter: afraid to be fucked by a superior and more beautiful woman?" Jolene asked.

"Sure, slut, dream on! You backed down, you fuckin' cunt!" Janice replied. She sat at the head of the large bed and spread her long legs far apart, exposing her well-groomed pussy. With a grin on her face, she said, "Come on, bitch; no more playing around. Face me, woman to woman, cunt to cunt and let's see who is really afraid."

Jolene suspected a trap. After a delay, she said, "Me? Afraid? Please, don't make me laugh with your stupid jokes." Jolene sat on the bed across from her rival. She opened her own long legs, exposing her wet cunt, framed with its short, soft red hair.

Slowly, both women approached. They scissor-locked, throwing back their heads back and moaning. Pussy-to-pussy, Janet locked with Jolene. The two wet twats met and kissed. Janet began to pump hard. Jolene matched her rival's move and thrust back.

Both women began pumping, grinding, fucking, hard and fast, kissing, calling each other filthy names--but nobody was retreating. They attacked each other with all their strength, with all of their erotic energy. Both held tight as the sexual battle raged. The gorgeous, mature women rode each other as deep and hard as they could. They continued grinding, their bodies writhing. They wrapped their arms around each other and seized each other's asses. The beautiful combatants screamed in rage and lust as their clits fused. Neither was giving any thought to defense: both barely controlled their growing arousal.

Jolene felt it first. She couldn't resist the urge for release. The barriers were almost broken; she slowly lost ground as her exhaustion became clear. Janet was tired too, but seeing the first signs of defeat on her rival's face, she intensified her thrusts. The raven-haired skank tried to drive herself as deep into Jolene's cunt as she could, devouring Jolene's resistance. "Yes! Uh! Give in bitch; you're mine now!" Janet screamed in a panting voice.

"N-never...uh!" Jolene responded defiantly. She put her hand behind Janet's back and fingered her ass. The dark-haired gold-digger slowed her thrusts and moaned, "Uh, you--uh--bitch!"

Jolene got back the lost momentum. Pushing back her impending orgasm, she lifted her torso and begun humping and thrusting furiously. Janet was barely holding onto her senses. Her experience helped her overcome the sexual attack, but how much more could she stand? She subsided and wavered, seeing Jolene fucking her with new determination.

Their bodies soaked with sweat, each vixen gave the other the last bit of her sexual power and determination. Janet was close to a total defeat; she was barely staying on top of the mattress! In a desperate move, she mauled Jolene's breasts.

Then something happened that stunned both women. Jolene's left breast started to pop out drops of milk!

"Uh, fuck!" the redheaded screamed as her attack stopped. She was frozen, eyes glazed from arousal. Apparently Janet had found her opponent's weakness! She pushed her advantage, attacking Jolene's massive breast viciously. She managed to keep her arousal in check as a unique opportunity for victory appeared. She increased her bucking, lunging, cunt-to-cunt thrusts.

Jolene tried to fight back, but the sensation of her breast dribbling milk was so arousing that it fogged her mind. She hadn't produced milk since she'd weaned Mike; the only explanation for this amazing phenomenon was the emotional and physical stimulation she'd found with Janice!

Desperate, she tried to break free of the scissor lock, but Janet held her. The black-haired cougar clamped her arms around Jolene's waist and pulled her. Janet's lips closed around Jolene's left nipple. The red-haired woman screamed in pleasure and despair as Janet held her tight and began drinking from her tit with great gulps. The redhead tried to push away her attacker, with no result. Jolene was exhausted and astounded. She couldn't resist; her cunt was controlling her mind. Janet shoved Jolene back onto the mattress and climbed on top of her.

Janet pulled Jolene's left leg to her shoulder, positioned herself, and slowly ground her pussy against Jolene's. Janet sucked from one of Jolene's tits, then the other, filling her mouth with her enemy's milk. For Jolene, the sensations were unbearable.

"No--uh--stop!" the redhead screamed as Janet feasted. The blue-eyed woman's screams soon were drowned as Janet kissed her with a mouthful of her own milk.

Janet needed release too. It was time to make her final attack. She mounted her defenseless enemy, locked her cunt with Jolene's, and thrust, first slowly, then faster and more intensely. The bed rocked back and forth, creaking. Jolene's body bounced up and down as Janet rode her victoriously, taming her. Through glazed eyes, Jolene stared up at Janet. She saw the other woman's shining eyes, her glistening body, her bouncing tits. Jolene's back arched as her pussy throbbed and spasmed, spurred by her enemy's. She screamed in ecstasy. "I...surr--oh, uh--fuck!" The words were confused in her mind. Her body convulsed as her defeated pussy squirted hard into Janet's victorious cunt.

Janet heard her enemy moan and scream and she fucked the redhead even harder, grinding and humping furiously. Her rival's body was at her mercy. This bitch who'd thought she could defeat her in a sex fight; who'd threatened her with exposure and challenged her; was lying flat on her bed, muscles limp, breasts swelling, pussy streaming wetness.

With a powerful thrust, Janet came hard against Jolene's defeated pelvis. Her back arched in pleasure. She reached down and looked at Jolene's beautiful face. "You've been fucked. You're my bitch now. I own you, your son, this house, your businesses: everything!"

Jolene closed her eyes as Janet french-kissed her.

A few hours later, Janet woke next to Jolene. The smell of sex was everywhere. Both bodies were pungent and sticky from dried sweat and cum. Janet traced a finger along Jolene's naked body, exploring. After all, for the first time, she had mixed feelings. The formidable brunette felt something undefined for the woman next to her: a beautiful woman of her own age who had dared to compete against her on her terms and had almost succeeded. Jolene had been fucked, but Janice recognized her as...equal or damn near. The victorious woman felt something that she'd forgotten for a long time.

Love!

With these confused emotions, she left the bedroom.

In the days that followed, both women kept hidden their feelings for one another. Neither looked the other in the eyes. They exchanged only trivial conversation. Jolene had to admit that--in spite of her disapproval--the raven-haired cougar had introduced her to sexual pleasures that she hadn't even dreamed. She'd transformed her sexuality and broken the barriers that had followed her divorce. Janet made her feel more feminine, more sexy, than she'd ever felt. Confusion ruled Jolene's mind and spirit. She didn't know how the future would unfold for herself and her son.

A month later, over 300 guests arrived at a luxurius ceremony for Mike's marriage: high society from all over the world. Jolene stood near her anxious son, waiting for the bride, smiling at their guests. Something was wrong. Jolene could feel it. The minutes passed and became an hour and a half the bride was nowhere to be found. They searched the grounds of the estate with no result.

Two hours later, Mike's phone rang. It was Janet, explaining that she had changed her mind. She wasn't ready. She apologized to Mike many times. After wishing him well, the beautiful brunette told him not to search for her. Mike almost fainted. Jolene didn't know whether to scream in joy or be sad. Her son was free of a woman who she didn't love him...but Jolene felt...incomplete? Would the dark-haired bitch never return?

Four months later, Jolene felt empty.

Her son was with an old sweetheart and had forgotten Janet.

Jolene hadn't. She was alone in her practically empty house. She had lost interest in most things. The business and fortune were in her son's hands, but that didn't explain her feelings.

A messenger knocked at Jolene's door, interrupting her moping. She gave Jolene a small folder with her name on it.

The gorgeous red-haired woman took it and opened it. There was a picture of a small, exotic house near a sandy beach. All around, there were palm trees. Curious, Jolene turned over the photo and saw something written in small letters. It was an address and a brief personal message: "Come find me! Love, Janet!"

Jolene was stunned, elated, insulted! So many questions--so many feelings of hate and lust and hope--for an entire week, she kept the photo, simply looking at it.

Something sparkled inside her. Jolene had a void that was waiting to be filled. She made her decision. She told her son and her friends that she needed a long vacation.

Her newlywed son and daughter-in-law escorted her to the airport. When Jolene boarded the plane, she knew that she was traveling into the unknown.

In three days, she was walking barefoot on golden sand. The beautiful redhead was close to the house in the picture.

The door of the small house opened and a figure was running toward her. She was wearing only a swimsuit. It was Janet, skin bronzed from the tropical sun, her body more voluptous and fit than Jolene remembered. Janet stopped less than an arm's length from Jolene.

"You finally came, bitch? Why did you make me wait on you for so long?"

Before Jolene could respond, she felt her lips opening and Janet's hot, sweet tongue playing with hers. They sat on the sandy shore, kissing passionately for a long time.

Finally, Janet took Jolene's hand and led her into the house. There, both women--burning with passion--like lovers--stepped out of their clothes and faced each other, naked.

"How long I've waited for this!" Jolene managed to say before she and her lover jumped into bed.

Janet was on top. She kissed and licked Jolene's face, then squeezed her tits, milking them, lapping the nipples. Jolene couldn't control her arousal and opened her legs wide, accepting her lover. The two cunts found one another and meshed together, sliding on each other. The two mature beauties fucked deep into the night. At times, Jolene was on top, dominating Janet, making her climax hard. At other times, Janet assumed the dominant position. The two mature women mated like ravenous beasts, moaning, screaming, grinding their bodies together. They fucked and fucked in every position possible. Sweat, saliva, milk, and cum mixed together as their bodies and minds fought to become one.

Janet turned with glazed eyes to look at Jolene. The fiery brunette said tenderly, "I love you, bitch!"

Jolene answered quietly, "I love you too. Slut!"

They slept in each other's arms, with the waves of the sea whispering nature?s lullaby.


THE END

[DogWithABone]

Fantastic ending.

[shak7]

You're my favorite writer........great story!
I do understand not having time to write anymore stories, I'm probably done also.....but this story was great and a keeper!

Thanks
Shak

[Giannis-CB]

Great story !! As always !
Please try to go on writing, even not so often.
Μost of all... BE HERE !! Show your presence once in a while the way you prefer.
Writing a story or letting an encouraging comment to the rest writers.

You are younger than some of us. If you leave, some of us, older than you or not, may start thinking the same.
Then the fellowship of the sexfight writers will not be like now.

We all have our personal lives ; we all have challenges and problems to face.
To be here for a while, to chat, to read or to write a story, even a comment, it is a neccessary interval. A deep breath.
A more than needed cleaning up of our heads. A few moments without our masks.
Then we put on our masks again and we return to the jungle which is there waiting for each of us.

[Amadou]

That was properly amazing !! From the beginning to the end. I loved the finish. Just what I had hoped to read one day... and today is my lucky day !

Congratulations

[JB57]

Dear Deen,

Incredible! Fantastic story- really well done, great characters, wonderful ending. A nice departure from your established pattern of having the villain simply win, though I would have been happy with a scenario where Janet married Jolene's son and kept the mother on the side. But this ending was perfect!

Great work!

JB57

[Maurita]

Hey, JB!
I came here first time because someone had told me about your stories.
You are fantastic! You can't deprive us from your stories!
This one, not being in the same style than most of the others, made me feel wild.
I was liking to be Jolene (without a son) just to meet Janet...
Please more...

[Angel Dawn]

Hey Deen,

I loved it!... so full of raw uncontrollable emotions.. and I also loved the ending! A great story! Thank you!

[hghunt8]

Thanks Deen! I enjoyed it very much.. so arousing, so novel, so inspiring... and so MUCH FUN to read. Thanks again.

[dwcole]

Deensmith

Love the milf to milf hate/love theme here And you my friend write it so good.

And the ending was - wow too.

Another of your stories, that I can't read enough of.

Thank You.