Local Games Part 3

[kingofdapirates1]

Part 3

Suddenly, Sabrina rolled her nearly nude body atop Mila. Max shot up from his seat at the sudden erotic position the two women were now in on the bed, “What are you doing? Get off her, Sabrina!”

“Get out, Max,” Sabrina spoke coolly, not even looking up at him, her penetrating dark gaze locked onto Mila’s blue. “This is between me and her.”

“What…Mila, should I…” Max stuttered, feeling uncertain.

But Mila was returning the knowing stare directly into Sabrina’s dark eyes, then her blue eyes flickered down at her rival’s mouth, where that long, threatening tongue hid behind the red lips. The little scar seemed to glow in the night. “Leave Max, we need to be alone.” She said simply, and Sabrina’s eyes flashed in hunger and affirmation. Mila doubled down on this comment by slowly bringing her legs up and around Sabrina’s bare body, crossing her ankles on the smooth back of the top woman and locking her in place.

“But…what are you two going to do?” He stammered but felt the abrupt chill coming from the two sexy women on the bed.

“Settle it,” Mila answered plainly, adjusting herself slightly into the mattress, her big bare breasts moving with her.

“For good,” Sabrina added as she flicked a loose strand of brown hair back out of her eyes and got the slightest nod of agreement from Mila.

“But…but!” Max started again, but didn’t get to finish because the women screamed, “Get out!” in unison. He jumped up, snatched his clothes, and ran from the hotel room without another word. The door slammed shut behind him, leaving Sabrina and Mila perfectly alone. Alone in the same hotel bed where they had just blown a man together and fingered each other to orgasm. They stared at each other with an expression of curiosity; how had they gotten here so quickly? Why her? They still barely knew each other. Even with all the questions, they didn’t start fighting or kissing right away and seemed more than happy to let the anticipation continue to grow between them. Mila was the one who began to escalate it by slowly running her left hand up from Sabrina’s hips, catching the string knots of the black bikini with her nail for a second before moving on to Sabrina’s hanging chest. She ran her hand over the slick left tit, and then lightly pinched one of top girl’s erect brown nipples between two of her fingers.

Sabrina let out a low hiss and then licked her red lips as she felt the pressure on her nipple increase. Then she brought her right hand to her mouth and licked the two wet fingers that had been inside the bottom girl’s pussy before pressing them down lightly on Mila’s navel. Slowly, she dragged them up Mila’s smooth stomach and then through the valley of the tourist’s chest to her chin. But she didn’t stop, as she reached her rival’s ruby lips and started to peel them apart until Mila opened her mouth willingly and sucked in the wet digits, tasting some of herself. She willingly slurped Sabrina’s fingers just like she sucked Max’s dick, but slower, letting her soft lips drag on her rival’s skin and never breaking eye contact. But she kept her tongue in wait, and Sabrina didn’t hunt for it. Mila switched nipples on her rival and gave a second pinch to the right breast as she sucked. After a few seconds of this, Sabrina pulled her soaked fingers free of Mila’s mouth and brought them to her own maw, sucking them clean of all the spit Mila left for her.

Then, putting both hands down right under Mila’s armpits, she smiled cruelly down at the tourist who returned the nasty grin. Still smirking, Sabrina finally unfurled her tongue down to her chin and then curved it up to touch her nose, its incredible length and excellent control on full display. Mila cockily smirked at the maid and mimicked the little tongue maneuver, then held her own out of her lips as far as possible till only gravity began to bend it back down. Sabrina did the same from up top, allowing hers to hang out of her mouth, with a single thin line of spit coming off it. The two overly long pink snakes didn’t touch, but the spit connected them until both tongues withdrew.

They spent the next few minutes grazing and teasing each other’s exposed skin lightly with their fingers, and their breaths hitched every time an extra-sensitive nerve was touched. At one point, Sabrina’s fingers found some of Max’s cum on MIla’s hip and she rubbed it on her rival’s chest. The move was returned as they spread the man’s discharge in the lightest of sheens on their hanging mounds. Still on the bottom as they teased, Mila felt like her minuscule white bikini bottoms were now a nuisance, and she wished she could have slipped right out of them. And when Sabrina snapped one of the white strings to her hip, Mila knew she wasn’t the only one who wanted the final two barriers between them removed. But neither girl seemed ready to be the first one to rip her rival’s bikini bottoms off just yet.

Finally, after almost another three minutes of sensual teasing, Sabrina spoke with a new lustful tone that turned Mila on more than she wanted to ever admit, “Tongue versus tongue…one last match between us.”

“Yep, and no one is breaking us apart this time. The only way to win is for the winner to choke the loser with her tongue.” Mila spoke back with a light hiss that turned into a sexual purr that seemed to send a shiver down the island girl’s prone form above her. Sabrina nodded, licking her red lips gradually again, moistening them as sweat dripped off her and down onto Mila’s curves, the heat of the room mounting without the aircon to fight it.

“I’m going to eat you alive, you fucking tourist.” Sabrina breathed lustfully, her heart beating erratically behind her big tits as she faced this still unexpected challenge and the woman who had invaded and interrupted her life in a way she never imagined.

“I’m going to leave a few more scars on those pretty lips of yours when I’m done sucking you dry,” Mila spoke back with a moan, the cruel words sounding foreign in her own voice. But she knew that now, the only thing that mattered this entire trip was beating Sabrina; gag her with her tongue…and….and she wanted…she wanted…to fuck her. She wanted to fuck Sabrina, but more so, she wanted to fuck Sabrina harder than Sabrina could fuck her.

“I’ll suck every drop of spit out of your mouth.” Sabrina hissed.

“I’ll swallow your tongue, and then your body,” Mila growled.

“Try it. I fucking dare you.”

“I’ll fucking do it.”

They were both panting in carnal heat, eyes glowing in the dark room, sexual desire they could not hide or deny overflowing. The bout of their tongues was the main event, but there was more now in play. Now that they were nearly nude, now that they were finally ready to settle whatever had built up between them with everything they had.

They got closer, as the top woman lowered herself onto her rival inch by inch. Their warm tan skin blended as one. Slowly Sabrina’s big chest pressed down onto Mila’s spongy fat, compressing, rigid nipples poking. It felt good, like a dark shadow overlapping her. Mila accepted the bottom position because they both knew holding the top spot permanently would be impossible once they started kissing.

They inched closer, their lips tantalizingly near; once locked wouldn’t separate again until one gagged out her surrender. Mila both knew what to expect but also had no idea how being nearly nude, knowing what the other woman had packing between her teeth, knowing how attracted to each other they were, would change this tongue fight. This wasn’t like the beach; this was so much more. They closed their eyes at the last second, the last image being their enemies’ beautiful orbs engulfing their sight. Red lips brushed, and they deliberately opened them wide with loud ahhhs and then sealed as one.

There was no teasing, no foreplay, no need; their tongues launched forward and met like raging bulls, horn to horn in an impulsive test of strength. Their mouths opened wider, and the two monster tongues weighed out their rival with deep moans forthcoming from their throats. They backed off slightly after the initial push and then began to French kiss in a perfect sync, and began the long process of exhausting the other woman. The duel would be a test of stamina and strength and time, a lot of time. There was no point trying to score a quick win; that strategy had failed on the beach. This time they wanted to fill their mother's jaws with her spit, tire out the enemy tongue till it could be easily knotted while their rival’s maw was sucked dry.

But Mila knew she would have to focus on more than just their tongues because one of Sabrina’s hands had already cupped her left breast, teasing her brown nipple. So, Mila lowered her hands and filled them with the local girl’s thick tan ass. Both women moaned as they began to explore their rival’s body mid-kiss. That was the difference between then and now. Unlike at the beach, where the duel had been all mouths and tongues, this time, it was full-body warfare. They were going to fuck each other while kiss fighting. Because maneuvering your tongue while getting fucked, now that would show who could control themselves better.

Mila finally rolled them after being on the bottom for two minutes and pressed her sexy body down on Sabrina who retaliated by spanking and squeezing Mila’s equally heart-shaped ass. She twirled her wet tongue around Sabrina's, getting far deeper into her rival’s mouth than before and exploring every tooth and gum she could reach without meeting the rival muscle. They rolled again two more times during this exploration phase, back and forth on the blue bed as more and more saliva was oozing between them. The bottom girl’s mouth was starting to fill with spit while she was pinned, unless she swallowed it back. Meanwhile, their hefty boobs were starting to moisten, and the miniscule movements allowed their nipples to clash, and bend, sending more shocks of pleasure down their cores. Their bikini thongs were already damp and now they began to get soaked as the woman leaked discharge from their pussies.

In fact, the bikini bottoms were just annoying barriers now, and Sabrina seemed to want them gone even more than Mila. As soon as the local girl was rolled on her back again, she took the knot on Mila’s left hip and pulled, then, when the cloth didn’t fly off the tourist’s body, she tore at the white thong with her nails. Mila hissed in their linked mouths and gripped the front of the black thong triangle under her. Instead of dislodging it like last time, she dug in with her own claws and ripped at it. The two women hissed and shrieked between their locked mouths as the bikinis were shredded, and then the strings gave way from the battle. On the next two rolls in bed, a white thong was left behind first, and then a black, ruined, and forgotten.

Mila didn’t even have time to process how she ended up with Sabrina nude, and rolling as one sexball in her hotel bed. Something about being fully undressed added a new level of exhilaration to their fight, and the aggression seemed to double. Mila scored the first point, touching Sabrina’s clit and sucking her rival’s tongue into her mouth after hooking it. She clamped it with her red lips, sucking it both harder, and more thoroughly than she had Max’s dick just a few minutes before. Sabrina cried out and thrashed till she was free, then returned the favor on her rival’s pussy when she fainted back to make Mila think she had a chance to win. She sucked Mila’s taster like a lover but only for a few seconds before the tourist slipped free. Then they both met in the middle of their open mouths, pressing but hesitant to go deep. Fearful of being the next one trapped and given a thorough slurping.

Hands traveled south, the women began to finger each other like they had before, slipping in and out of their rival’s gushing pussy. And though they found their rival even wetter than the previous time, it wasn’t enough now for them to only masturbate each other, not even close. They had only fingered each other for a minute when they replaced their fingers with their tanned legs to start and began to grind. They flexed and pressed their warm thighs into the other’s sex as hard as possible, crushing clits and making them impulsively hump. They were so wet that sliding was easy, and they traded the top spot, hot asses jiggling and flexing as they pressed in tighter and somehow deepened the kiss..

They continued to grind on each other’s toned legs, swapping positions at a frantic rate, drooling into the other’s maw, trying to drown her rival as they swallowed more and more of the other’s thick saliva. Maybe 10 minutes, maybe more, and the extensive kiss of course continued, until Mila opened her eyes to see Sabrina staring at her, tongues still moving like two mating snakes as they locked eyes. But just like the fingers, the legs weren’t enough, and the deprived stare said more than any number of words they could get out. Maybe they had realized a desperately cumming woman would be much easier to choke with her tongue than a focused rival matching her lick for lick. Maybe they realized that going pussy on pussy was the fastest way to bring her rival to said orgasm. And just maybe, they wanted to find out more than anything which of them could bring the other to orgasm first in the most intimate way. To beat the tongue, Mila had to beat the body, beat the core of Sabrina.

They continued to deep kiss as they somehow sat up, working together. Sabrina got on her knees and hands in front of Mila, who sat up on her ass with her arms braced behind her and legs going wide. Then Sabrina gripped the back of Mila’s head while she flipped her own body around so that she too was on her ass, but their lips never separated. Their joint movements were clunky and awkward because their faces continued to be glued together, but even though it took a bit longer than it should have, they ended up in the position they both craved. Because now they had crossed legs and ended up in a hot scissor position with Sabrina’s right leg over Mila’s left and vice versa, still in the damp blue bed. Mila could feel the heat coming off Sabrina’s core even a few inches away. She knew how wet her rival was; her fingers and right thigh were soaked. Now she had her cum soaked hands lost in the dark hair while her silver was taken hold of. They still smooched, but they shifted their hips closer awkwardly until their sexes joined as one. For the first time that night, their tongues froze like ice in the spit-filled caves. Clits, already expanded like balloons, seemed to double in contact with their erotic counterpart. The women let out distressed cries, muffled by their conjoined mouths, desperate not to break apart their lips or tongues as the sexual explosion shot from their cores to their mouths. Their claws dug into their rival’s hair and finally tore the long silver and black locks free, letting them descend out of the ponytails that had remained till this moment.

Sabrina’s core felt immaculate, like a piece of sizzling metal welded to hers. Mila could only hope that Sabrina felt the same sensations, and judging by the sounds her rival was making...there was little doubt. But as they started to trib fuck, their tongues were getting more violent, sliding past their rivals in an aggressive attempt to choke the other and win. It had taken almost 20 minutes of this long kiss, but they were finally starting to tire. If they had each been going against a lesser tongue, Mila was sure each of them could last an hour, but the two of them together was draining. Two heavyweight prize fighters, taking body blows in the form of a twirling mess. But after failing to force the other back easily, their hips began to rock faster. For the first time that night, their tongues became second fiddle in their fight. Because they were also now clit fighting, mimicking the duel up top with their fleshy love nubs.


Mila pulled Sabrina’s sweaty body into hers now on their asses, and it brought a new equal sensation she hadn’t felt yet as the ball tightened. Their breasts touched again and were just adding more of the pleasure that had consumed them. It brought out a deep moan from Mila between their conjoined mouths. It vibrated their twisted tongues, and Sabrina returned it with a low groan of her own. Up, and on equal footing, spit no longer was swallowed and seemed to drool out of their conjoined lips and down onto their mushroomed breasts whenever the elongated tongues accidentally broke the tight lip seal.

Mila humped her enemy as firmly as she possibly could, then she grinded up and down, her swollen clit pulsing, feeling like a second tongue meeting Sabrina’s matching organ. Is this who she wanted to be? Was this breaking out of her shell? Fucking this woman who hated her, and yet, she was loving it, and more than anything, she wanted to fucking win. It felt natural, the desire to make Sabrina cry out in pleasure, choke her with her tongue, make her apologize, and throw her out nude into the hall. But she imagined Sabrina dragging her through the town by the silver hair naked, every scenario of victory mixed with fear of defeat.

They fucked on the bed in a sexy trib, clits slashing, and pussies creating strings of cum like the thick strings of spit on their mouths. Both the tourist and the local girl were whimpering, trying to keep the budding, massive orgasm that was building down in their cores as they coiled tighter. Silver and black hair blended on their shoulders, shielding the world from anyone seeing the final moments. “Ugh!” Mila cried, her clit vibrating as her tongue swirled around its wet opponent for what felt like the millionth time. But for the first time, she began to feel the sex war turn against her. Her clit was being crushed, her groin vibrating and though she was sure Sabrina was close…it did not seem close enough. Sabrina had been tongue fighting for years, Mila for a week, maybe that was the difference, as the tourists' tongue finally began to weaken.

Even though Mila was keeping up a weakening defense with her taster, her body was cracking under the pleasure. Her pussy and clit were glued to Sabrina’s, but her core faltered. ‘No.’ She thought, but no other words came to her mind. Mila fought for another long minute, but then it happened. Mila felt a pleasure she couldn’t push down; the local girl was getting her off. Her powerful tongue froze, and then she let out a frantic scream into Sabrina’s mouth. It happened in an instant, and Mila was cumming like a flood on her ass. Shaking, splitting from her core, Mila felt the hardest orgasm of her life begin. Sabrina seemed to yelp in surprise and pulled Mila closer to her, trying to grind harder, drag the orgasm out of her rival. Then, after a few seconds of the grind, she realized she could NOT hold her body against Mila’s like this a second longer or she would end up exploding too! Mila seemed to sense it, and when Sabrina tried to push her off, the tourist kept their tight grip and fell to her back with the local girl on top of her.

With Mila on her back, the free silver hair was wild on the blue bed as the tourist continued to groan and spasm, but still fighting with her depleted tongue as best she could. Sabrina was on top of her, humping her and tongue raping Mila as the girl came like a banshee screaming into her mouth. Then, as Mila spanked her, Sabrina was forced to separate their already dripping sexes. She saved herself from her own orgasm by instead using her sweaty thigh on her rival’s pulsing sex now that she was on top and had not yet cum. It took another half minute for Sabrina to break down Mila’s valiant final defense in their tongue duel that was happening fully in the tourist’s mouth.

Slick touch, a push, a slam into the wall of Mila’s mouth, the tongues battled, but Sabrina’s tongue had just a bit more to give. Until Sabrina’s tasting muscle finally pushed Mila’s back deep into the tourist’s mouth, then pinned it for almost 10 seconds on the roof. Then, with their mouths as wide as possible, she dove again and finally reached the back of Mila’s throat, thrashing like a plunderer. The silver maiden shrieked, her finished tongue unable to force her rival off, so she slapped and scratched her rival’s smooth, sweaty back, but it was no use. She couldn’t breathe, she had just had the strongest orgasm of her life, and unable to stop herself, she was gagged for a few seconds with frustratingly sexy sounds. With a scream, she finally pulled out of the kiss with a cry and gasp of air. Sabrina pulled up with a desperate howl of victory after the longest fight in her life, her victorious tongue hanging out of her mouth.

She then collapsed onto the gasping Mila. The local girl’s body was on the knife’s edge of orgasm. Just the feeling of Mila soft form under her was something she was supposed to hate, but this fucking tourist felt perfect in defeat. Their exhausted tongues hung out of their mouths as they took in the hot air and each other’s sexual scent. Mila lay there looking at the ceiling with Sabrina on top of her. She had lost, she was in shock, angry, and yet, annoyingly satisfied. They had their tongues out like two panting dogs, and Mila already missed the electric contact. Then Sabrina moved, sitting up on Mila’s hips, looking down at the defeated tourist. The battle was settled, and now the spoils were ready to be had.

The sexy maid looked down at her own sweaty tanned body, cupping one of her large tits, her other hand touching her sensitive clit that was visibly pulsing atop her pussy. She let out a light gasp at the touch, then looked at Mila’s exposed tongue again. A look came over her face that was a mix of desire and uncertainty, but then it went away even quicker than it had come. She started to scoot up, leaving a trail of ooze from her dripping pussy on Mila until she put the tourist into a schoolgirl pin. She rested her hot ass on the bottom girl’s tits lightly, while Mila reactively reached up towards her rival’s tits to claw them to stop her rival. But Sabrina didn’t try to suffocate her and paused, “Use that tongue, you fucking slut. Make me cum with it. I beat you. My tongue is better than yours, and this is the price you will pay.” Sabrina ordered, but if she was trying to sound authoritative, she failed. The words came off more like begging, like Sabrina would die if she didn’t get this, and Mila picked up on it.

“Bitch.” Mila hissed but she couldn’t help a hungry smile come to her red lips when Sabrina looked up and away, holding both of her own fat tits in her palms. Mila stared at her rival’s smooth wet pussy in front of her, the one she had been fingering and fucking. She had never done this before but seeing this woman’s pussy up close, Mila realized it was all she wanted. She moved her tired, long tongue up and plunged between the tight folds of Sabrina, going as deep as possible right away into the sexual flesh. Sabrina froze on top, her dark eyes went even wider, her body feeling a pleasure that spread down every limb and curve that was beyond even the fingering and maybe as good as their trib. Then, the tongue slid out and licked her fully, and she let out a cry! “Oh my god…how…how is this so good?!” Sabrina moaned again, seemingly forgetting herself and who she was now having sex with. The silver haired woman sucked harder, tongue fucking her enemy who had defeated her in the duel of her life. Sabrina, meanwhile, had started bouncing, no longer making sense; she was just gasping, cursing, moving her flexible hips lightly to assist her own pleasure. It had only been 20 seconds when Sabrina seemed to freeze again, thanks to the incredible strength and length of the tongue eating her out.

“Mila! You fucking tourist! More. Please! I’m already…oh god!” She cried as the words and tone drove Mila to go harder. Hearing her name for the first time out of Sabrina’s mouth almost made her cum again under her rival and if Sabrina had reached behind, she would have felt how wet Mila still was. Instead, the tourist slapped Sabrina’s sexy ass from behind and went as deep as she could with her tongue, desperate to clean her rival out. But skillfully she also kept her upper lip on Sabrina’s clit that seemed to break her enemy. Surprisingly, Sabrina turned out to be a real screamer, she let out a banshee wail as she came hard, her whole body shaking wildly as she rode Mila’s face and started to flood her enemies’ mouth with sexual juice. Mila was wide-eyed at her rival, having her maw filled again, and swallowing the discharge. Her frustration in her defeat was horrible, but she was so turned on that she kept going, and her instincts proved right as Sabrina’s orgasm went on for almost 15 very long seconds, thanks to Mila’s newfound skill.

They rocked in the creaky bed for another minute until Mila slowly removed her tongue from the warm, wet pussy and licked her lips clean. The orgasm seemingly cleared Sabrina’s head, but even then, she looked almost confused at Mila, dazed or uncertain from her pin. She fell off her rival but then rolled off the bed in a single motion. Then she stood, the daze look still in her eyes as she moved with a sway that looked involuntary. Her legs were shaking with each step. Then, she looked back at Mila who was watching her from the bed, still on her back, the tourist’s mouth still covered in cum. Sabrina stared for another minute. In fact, she was torn between leaving and getting back on the bed for another round with her new rival…and Mila was hoping the second thought would prevail, hungry for more of this exciting sexual competition.

“Stay…stay out of my town…Mila.” Sabrina gasped, making her regretful decision, but there was a distinct lack of anger in her tone, and her eyes looked even frightened. Maybe frightened by how much she wanted Mila. She left both bikinis and pulled her maid outfit back over her head. Mila watched but said nothing, and Sabrina left without another glance at the naked tourist on the bed. The tourist lay there, angry, but weirdly it faded quickly, and a satisfaction came over her. She had lost and it hurt, but she had given it her all, doing something she never thought she would…again. She felt like her shell was cracked fully; this is who she was. And it wasn’t a night of a romantic lover, but an enemy who broke it.

She wasn’t sure how she or Sabrina would ever look at each other again, but maybe they wouldn’t have to. She was only here for a little longer, so that wouldn’t be a problem. But there was a problem. Because no matter how much she disliked Sabrina…she couldn’t imagine kissing anyone who couldn’t almost gag her like that bitch could or fuck her that intensely. “Fuck.” She said as sleep finally took her.

The final week and a half of Mila’s holiday were a blur. She spent most of her time studying and learning about the town’s history. She had a particular interest in the contracts of land, as she explained to the old man who helped her find the books and old files at the local government building. Meanwhile, Max didn’t speak to her, but that was fine; she didn’t reach out to him either. The group of girls still gave her big smiles and hung out with her a few more times. Mila wasn’t sure why they were still so friendly; she would have assumed Sabrina would have spread nasty rumors after their fight, but it seemed all three of the hotel room occupants were planning to keep that night a secret.

She had seen Sabrina twice since their sex duel. Once on the beach, which was awkward because they were both in skimpy bikinis again, and Mila was with Sabrina’s group of ‘friends’, who didn’t acknowledge the local girl at all. The second time was at the hotel when they walked by each other without a word in the hall. Though Mila found her room was restocked like normal after the sex duel. The day before she left the town, Mila called her parents.

“You look different. Like more…confident.” They commented through the screen. Mila thanked them and nodded. “I feel different.” Then they showed her the file in the box she had asked for. As she viewed it on the screen, she knew everything had just changed. She hung up and paced back and forth, weighing what to do. Then she glanced at the bed that still smelled like her and Sabrina, and thought about this town that she had come to love. Finally, making up her mind, she decided to go and find Sabrina. It wasn’t hard, the laundry room was off the lobby, and there the local girl was, stuffing dirty towels into a large machine.

“Hey.” Mila started, unsure how at all to approach this life changing important conversation with a woman she hated; a woman she had fought, and a woman she had fucked. All at once. Sabrina flipped around at the sound of her voice. But when she spotted Mila at the entrance, she responded without much emotion, “Oh...” Then, turning back, she started to add more towels into the machine aggressively. At least they hadn’t come to blows on the first word, Mila thought.

“I’m leaving tomorrow morning.”

“Good,” Sabrina replied, but didn’t look at Mila again, continuing to force dirty towels into the machine.

“I wanted to talk to you before I left. I feel like we have a lot to say to each other and haven’t had a real conversation. We had a good…fight and…well, it’s weird, I feel like I know you and yet, I don’t.”

Sabrina paused, and though she still didn’t glance over at Mila, she responded with a single word, “Same.”

It might have been the first truly non-aggressive word out of Sabrina’s mouth towards her this entire month, and that alone made Mila willing to continue. “Well, I’m Mila Marlow, but you knew that. My family left this town a long time ago, but I came here to find myself and work on my studies.”

“Why are you telling me your life story? I don’t care.” Sabrina responded, still not looking, but she sounded defeated, not angry like Mila had expected.

“Well, Max told me a bit about you, and I also learned something from the old woman at the bikini shop. Alika, is your last name, right? Well, like I said, mine is Marlow. Our families were neighbors.”

“Yeah, they were. Until yours and so many others left. Left mine alone to deal with the fallout.” Now the anger started to appear in Sabrina, and Mila knew she had seconds before she lost her chance.

“Yes, many families did, and mine left your family out to dry. I agree.” Mila replied, willing to agree to just keep the conversation going. “But I want to explain why to you…And I think I can change both our lives.” Mila explained, trying to sound as sincere as possible.

Now Sabrina looked up, “What are you talking about? How could you change my life? Why would I want that? Please, Mila, look at this from my side. You show up on my island. The great-granddaughter of the family that I have been taught abandoned mine. All my ‘friends’ suddenly want to hang out with you now over me. The guy I have liked forever talks about you all the time and wants you. I can’t even look at him now, because of what you and I did with him! And the cultural thing I’m best at…even that.” She motioned to her mouth, “You gave me the best contest…and then, sex I have ever had! With you! You have been here a month! We have spoken like 4 times and yet…you are everywhere in my life!”

Mila hadn’t realized that side of this relationship and took a second before responding, “That’s all fair, and I wish we had handled the two of us meeting differently. But we are where we are. I can explain more…so my family…we still have the original contract for that open space near the hotel! We…I…still own that land if the laws of this island haven’t changed.”

Sabrina was still looking at her, but she seemed to tilt her head. “Well, if you aren’t making that up, congratulations. You have another thing on me.” Sabrina quipped sarcastically.

“I’m not making it up, why would I? I can prove it. If you get a drink with me…we can talk about it.”

“Why?”

Mila paused and took a breath, “I like this town. I want to come back one day and I think…even as a tourist that the locals know best.” She left that part of her that she never really wanted to leave, but that was a question she still needed to answer herself back home.

“But why are you telling me? Great...even if you are telling the truth…and you have the contract for that land. What does that have to do with me?” Sabrina asked with growing pain, but she was listening. Maybe it was the hope, maybe the smallest flicker of hope.

Mila thought for a second how to explain herself fully, “Like, I said, I want to come back, but I have a lot to do back in my home. I want someone to…No, I want to split it with you, the land. You own half, and I own half. I will have the contract written up, and I will send it to the local magistrate.”

Sabrina openly gulped and gawked at her enemy, “Is this some fucking joke?”

“It’s not a joke. Do you want half the land or not? I don’t have all night.” Mila replied, starting to get annoyed.

Sabrina was still looking mistrustful, “I…I…yes…of course I do, but what…what do you want for it?” Sabrina asked. “No one just gives half a plot of land for free.”

“You are right. I’m not. I want two things from you. First…that you take care of my half of the land like it is your own. You will need to promise…and also sign a couple of documents to take care of it in every manner. You cannot sell my half, and you will protect it.”

“Okay…and the second?”

“The second…” Mila said, her blue eyes flashing, she just couldn’t stop herself. “When I come back…I get another shot at you. Alone…a rematch of what we did last week.”

“A…rematch,” Sabrina said, looking at Mila with wide eyes. “That’s what you want for half your land…are…you crazy?”

Mila shrugged, “Yep. I’m starting to think so. I did a lot of crazy things this month that I never thought I would do, and this offer is just adding to the list. I can’t make you legally sign anything to have a rematch…so I guess that one is your choice. But…I would hope you would keep it.”

Sabrina looked at Mila for a long time, seemingly weighing the options, trying to understand. But then, she just nodded, “I still don’t know if I believe you…But I would do anything for land to call my own.” She almost looked scared that this was happening. Then gave Mila her email and phone number.

“Cool. Well, goodbye, Sabrina. I will email you everything next week.”

Sabrina continued to stare at her but didn’t say anything until Mila turned and left the laundry room. She walked back to her room with a sigh. It had gone as well as it could have, but she felt okay with her choice. This land needed to be protected, and Sabrina, for all her flaws, seemed to love it more than anything. Plus, she could return anytime she wanted now, and would have a personal stake here. Mila felt like she could help this town in more ways than one, even if it meant helping Sabrina personally.

As she returned to her room, she smiled at herself in the same mirror from the first day. The woman grinning back looked more confident and sure of what she wanted in life. Study law for towns like this, and maybe tongue fight some bitches once in a while when she came here. She finished packing and was just starting to get ready for bed when a knock came to her door. Mila wondered, but wasn’t sure as she swung open the door. Sabrina was standing at the hotel room door, a look in her dark eyes that Mila knew could only be tamed by herself. The local girl was in her grey maid outfit, but after she walked in and shut the door, she stripped out of it in a single motion like the threesome night, but this time she was wearing nothing underneath. She was completely naked, standing in Mila’s room for the second time in a month. But she was already dripping from her sex, her nipples erect and pointing at what she wanted.

Mila glared at her beautiful nude rival and slowly unclicked the back of her bra to show off her own nipples. Then she pulled down her sleepwear till she was also naked. “I’ll miss my plane.”

“Only if you lose.” Sabrina replied, shrugging her shoulders, “If you somehow beat me in time, I’m sure you can make it. But when you don’t, I’m going to make you lick me clean with that pathetic tongue of yours.”

“Hmph, fine, but obviously, I’m going to take the same enjoyment when I’m the one beating you. Come here, let’s reacquaint our tongues.”

Sabrina sneered and strolled over with a swing of her womanly hips before she tried to push the naked Mila back down onto the bed. But the tourist resisted, and they slapped their nude bodies, breasts first, snarling like animals before flopping down to the floor instead. There, they locked mouths and began another long duel of their incredible tongues.

Mila did indeed succeed in gagging and out fucking Sabrina that night. Mila also missed her plane.

The end.

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Dang it. Missed the Friday Deadline, but ehh close enough. Well, that’s the end. Hope y'all enjoyed. Like I said in the previous part, there was more, but I wanted to shorten and simplify. Hopefully it didn’t impact anyones enjoyment.
Ummm, yeah, tongue fights are fun, I’m going to struggle not coming back or doing another one of these stories.
Like I said, I’ll post the next story in one thread instead of parts. Keep it cleaner. I just need to remember not to add a part 1 in the title haha. Anyway, let me know your thoughts if willing and thank you again for reading! Cheers,

Okay, responses.
Giannis- Hope you enjoyed! There was some tribbing, that I tried to highlight though the battle was def very tongue focused haha.

JB- Thank you! Yes, I really enjoyed these two. Ahh sadly Max did not get to watch the show, but his enjoyment in part 2 i’m sure will last a lifetime haha. Sabrina and Mila weren’t going to wait to go after each other. Hope you enjoyed and thank you again. More one offs to be coming. Though I did start a new really long story though it is still in it’s infancy haha.

Dwcole- Ahh, apologies that the threesome didn’t happen in this part. Part 2 was that highlight. I do have one short story that very much includes a man. Once I get to that short story, I’ll make sure to message ya! It was fun writing a story about two women who were ‘happy’ to be part of the threesome, or at least agree right away.

Yuri - Really? Sabrina was a one off at first? That’s interesting. It is fun when a char just works with another. I had similar vibes with Silvia. But Marissa/Isabella werethe biggest ones. Her and Isabella night alone was just a one off and then they just got made part of the story.
Yeah, tongue kissing was fun to write about. Really enjoyed making it the highlight.

Pjaz - Ahh dang! The history part. Yeah, there as more and you got it. It went back to the family ties with old rivals, but I changed a big portion. I kinda did that with old spy story so didn’t want to repeat and also make this story super long. Thank you! I hope the unpredicitibality keeps going and you enjoy it. The fingering blowjob was the orgianl idea that started this story.

Ultimate! - Yeah, that guy is really lucky, and sadly he was in the way. I wish I had done more with the past stuff but there was originally a big part of old family rivalry and fate. But i think i’ll highlight that more in the spy story and use it there. Haha, the lashing out with towels, you go tit. Yes, their dynamic was relaly fun to write. It’s going to be hard to not come back to them and see where they are the next time Mila comes. How would it change if other tourist came and challenged them? Or if they find themselve son opposite sides of a local dispute. DANG it. So many fun ideas.

Thnk you for the comments! I'm really enjoying reading and getting to respond. Next story should be up on Friday if it gets done. Till next time.

[JB57]

Hi King!

This story was fantastic and I absolutely love how it ended. I'm a little confused by one point - when Mila approaches Sabrina in the laundry room, she says she is leaving in two days, but the scenario at the end seems to suggest she is leaving fairly early the next day. Is that an error or did they really go at each other for two days? ;-)

The scenario was great and the execution was spectacular. The idea that the two women may become partners or more in the future is also appealing. At the least, I can't see either of them being satisfied with anyone else!

It would be great to see more of these characters, but I feel the same about almost every character that you write.

Great work. Looking forward to your next story.

JB

[kingofdapirates1]

Oh! Great catch. Yeah, that was a mistake. Just fixed that. Thank you!

[thedemba2]

They don't have to be the only island where people have long tongues, just saying...

Great story, fun read. I support you keeping things simple to avoid the ongoing creative issues with your main stories.

Might need you to repost Book Stalkers in light of what happened to the board recently.