Hi Folks ,
In the interest of building the collection of sexfight stories on HB ,i am posting this publicly available sexfight story released by this amazing writer called wonderer4 .
This has been one of my fav stories cos it was one of the first 10 sexfight stories i had ever read during my introduction to the genre and I love the story buildup.
"Jolene's Problem"
By wonderer4
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 hot as fuck 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 Janice, 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'?" Janice 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.
In front of 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.
Janice 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.
Janice 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.
Janice 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, Janice 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. Janice 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, Janice 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 Janice 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, Janice 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 Janice back, but with a stone face she said, "Well, I'm happy too." In a lower voice, looking straight into Janice'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."
Janice 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. Janice 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 Janice 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, Janice, 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 Janice. 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." Janice'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 Janice 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 Janice 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. Janice stood in front of her, naked, her athletic body glimmering with sweat, her huge breasts on full display.
Janice 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.
Janice 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. "Janice, 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 Janice. 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?" Janice'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.
Janice 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," Janice 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 Janice'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 Janice, reason with her, even give her money. They'd come to an agreement that would keep Janice 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 Janice 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 Janice watched Mike get to his car. He called, "Ladies, behave, I love you both so much!"
"We love you, too," Janice replied.
The two women didn't speak that day.
Late at night, Jolene saw Janice sitting comfortably on the long leather couch, drinking a glass of wine. Jolene made a decisive approach and sat next to her. Janice 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.
Janice 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, Janice 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." Janice 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," Janice 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, Janice wished Jolene to make the decision she wanted.
Jolene couldn't think. Before her was an opportunity, but she couldn't do what Janice 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. Janice 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 Janice'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. Janice had seen everything. When Jolene had begun to masturbate, Janice had done the same, hidden from her opponent's eyes. She admired Jolene's trim body and her bold pussy. Janice 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 Janice 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 Janice 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 Janice standing naked just outside the shower door. Jolene, startled by Janice'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 Janice.
Janice 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 Janice's strong grip. The pretty red-haired woman got a hand free and slapped Janice in the face, but with no result. She was again crushed hard to the shower wall. Janice seductively pressed her voluptuous body into Jolene's. The two rivals' firm, round breasts crushed tightly against each other.
Janice 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, Janice 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.
Janice'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. Janice slid down to Jolene's breasts, licking the nipples teasingly, then continuing downward, lapping her belly and as she dropped to her knees. Janice 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 Janice as bride--next to her son--made her push back the hypnotizing sexual bliss. With a quick motion, Jolene yanked Janice'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 Janice's face. Wonderful! Jolene pushed her attack; she kicked Janice 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 Janice. The comely red-haired woman sank her nails deep into Janice's massive breasts. As Janice 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!"
Janice'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! Janice 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," Janice thought.
The black-haired woman flailed desperately (almost randomly!) and managed to push away Jolene. Both women stood to face each other. Jolene had an confident, wicked grin on her face.
Janice 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, Janice 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 Janice'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 Janice away and dug her nails deep into her back, causing Jolene to moan from pain and pleasure. Jolene drew Janice closer. Janice saw defeat in her rival's eyes and screamed in victory.
For Janice, 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 Janice's back and drew her close, Janice feared it might be a trap. She was more tired than she'd anticipated and her cunt was burning with desire.
Janice 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 Janice's waist, offering her moist pussy to her opponent. Jolene moaned in ecstasy as Janice'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 Janice's hot, hard clitoris sliding into her, giving her unimaginable erotic pleasure. Janice began grinding, clit to clit, her ass thrusting, her tight hips pumping. Pussy juices flowed between the women's locked engaged labia. Janice bit and licked the redhead's nipples. Their moans and cries of pleasure became freer with each powerful thrust.
Janice 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. Janice remembered that Jolene hadn't cum yet. Janice'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, Janice slammed her wet, hot pussy into Jolene's steamy, juicy cunt. Groaning with pleasure and lust, Janice 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. Janice and Jolene's massive tits rocked back and forth. Janice 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 Janice's swelling pussy. Janice 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. Janice collapsed onto her defeated rival, their hearts beating fast.
With effort, Janice 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. Janice 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 Janice to beat her at her own game. Otherwise, Janice 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 (with the bathroom door open in case Janice had another surprise) 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.
(Deep inside her mind, she wanted to feel Janice's body once more.)
The frustrated beauty opened the door of her house and saw Janice sitting in the long black leather couch in the living room. Janice 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 Janice from behind. As the pretty black-haired slut hung up her phone, she turned and saw Jolene. "Oh, fuck!" she had time to say.
****
Janice 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. Janice 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; Janice had seen that in her blue eyes and beautiful face.
This morning, the only thing Janice 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.
Janice 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, Janice 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. Janice 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. Janice thrashed. The redhead put her hand on Janice'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 Janice's legs, trying to rock her pussy against the black-haired woman's. Janice pulled Jolene's long red hair as hard as she could. Screaming in pain, Jolene lost her advantage.
"I'll let you think about it for one hour, Jolene. You're just a scared, mature pussy," Janice 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, Janice wished Jolene to make the decision she wanted.
Jolene couldn't think. Before her was an opportunity, but she couldn't do what Janice 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. Janice 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 Janice'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. Janice had seen everything. When Jolene had begun to masturbate, Janice had done the same, hidden from her opponent's eyes. She admired Jolene's trim body and her bold pussy. Janice 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 Janice 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 Janice 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 Janice standing naked just outside the shower door. Jolene, startled by Janice'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 Janice.
Janice 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 Janice's strong grip. The pretty red-haired woman got a hand free and slapped Janice in the face, but with no result. She was again crushed hard to the shower wall. Janice seductively pressed her voluptuous body into Jolene's. The two rivals' firm, round breasts crushed tightly against each other.
Janice 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, Janice 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.
Janice'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. Janice slid down to Jolene's breasts, licking the nipples teasingly, then continuing downward, lapping her belly and as she dropped to her knees. Janice 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 Janice as bride--next to her son--made her push back the hypnotizing sexual bliss. With a quick motion, Jolene yanked Janice'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 Janice's face. Wonderful! Jolene pushed her attack; she kicked Janice 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 Janice. The comely red-haired woman sank her nails deep into Janice's massive breasts. As Janice 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!"
Janice'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! Janice 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," Janice thought.
The black-haired woman flailed desperately (almost randomly!) and managed to push away Jolene. Both women stood to face each other. Jolene had an confident, wicked grin on her face.
Janice 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, Janice 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 Janice'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 Janice away and dug her nails deep into her back, causing Jolene to moan from pain and pleasure. Jolene drew Janice closer. Janice saw defeat in her rival's eyes and screamed in victory.
For Janice, 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 Janice's back and drew her close, Janice feared it might be a trap. She was more tired than she'd anticipated and her cunt was burning with desire.
Janice 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 Janice's waist, offering her moist pussy to her opponent. Jolene moaned in ecstasy as Janice'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 Janice's hot, hard clitoris sliding into her, giving her unimaginable erotic pleasure. Janice began grinding, clit to clit, her ass thrusting, her tight hips pumping. Pussy juices flowed between the women's locked engaged labia. Janice bit and licked the redhead's nipples. Their moans and cries of pleasure became freer with each powerful thrust.
Janice 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. Janice remembered that Jolene hadn't cum yet. Janice'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, Janice slammed her wet, hot pussy into Jolene's steamy, juicy cunt. Groaning with pleasure and lust, Janice 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. Janice and Jolene's massive tits rocked back and forth. Janice 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 Janice's swelling pussy. Janice 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. Janice collapsed onto her defeated rival, their hearts beating fast.
With effort, Janice 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. Janice 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 Janice to beat her at her own game. Otherwise, Janice 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 (with the bathroom door open in case Janice had another surprise) 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.
(Deep inside her mind, she wanted to feel Janice's body once more.)
The frustrated beauty opened the door of her house and saw Janice sitting in the long black leather couch in the living room. Janice 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 Janice from behind. As the pretty black-haired slut hung up her phone, she turned and saw Jolene. "Oh, fuck!" she had time to say.
****
Janice 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. Janice 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; Janice had seen that in her blue eyes and beautiful face.
This morning, the only thing Janice 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.
Janice 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, Janice 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. Janice 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. Janice thrashed. The redhead put her hand on Janice'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 Janice's legs, trying to rock her pussy against the black-haired woman's. Janice pulled Jolene's long red hair as hard as she could. Screaming in pain, Jolene lost her advantage.
Finally, Janice 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.
Janice 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 middle-aged beauties fucked deep into the night. At times, Jolene was on top, dominating Janice, making her climax hard. At other times, Janice 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.
Janice 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 singing a lullaby.
THE END
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