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War of Lust
Part Five
With the stars fading due to the gradual brightening of dawn, the sun slowly rose above the horizon to gently caress the dunes with light. In the center of the silent village the sun was not yet high enough to reach down into the hole where the well had once stood. No longer did cries or shrieks echo into the desert from the dark pit. But below the terrible battle continued undeterred by the rising sun. Two figures remained locked together, one atop the other. Almost no movement or sound emanated from the battling women, who lay on the raised curve of the pit but were still submerged above their waists in a pool of liquid. The only movement between them was a gentle thrusting, as hidden from sight beneath the opaque fluid their clits slowly circled and rubbed around each other trapped between their clenched pussy lips. Their heads lay together as violet and emerald eyes drank deeply of each other, but their was no recognition behind their unblinking gaze. Lips gently rested together as each softly panted, almost as if they were trying to steal the others breath. The only time this changed was when their bodies would briefly quiver and eyes flutter, as one or both experienced an orgasm before resuming their rhythmic grind. Beneath engorged tits that remained crushed together their leaking nipples had almost fused to their opposite as a constant steady dribble of milk was forced from them.
Sandra and Eva had battled nonstop for part of a day and all night. Never had they absorbed so much power or been locked in erotic combat for so long. The effects of such prolonged conflict had changed both women in ways they could not have prepared for. They had both been reduced from a powerful priestess trained in the erotic arts to a pile of almost mindless fuckmeat. Neither remembered the name of their nemesis, no could they even remember their own. All that remained was the mouth, tits, and cunt before them that needed to be crushed together with hers and devoured.The magical webs that permeating both women had become entangled and merged, and both could now feel what the other felt. Both had sunk their magical claws into the pleasure centers of the brain and body of the other, and each played the with the others sensations and reactions like a harp. Dragging longer and stronger orgasms from the other while restraining their limbs to stay locked together. They no longer knew how to end their mutual suffering. They could no longer see an end their suffering as they did not even want to end their torment, they both now needed their shared torment. All Sandra knew was the delicious agony the cunt above her was giving. All Eva realized was the torturous ecstasy the bitch below her was giving her. If the battle continued without change both would eventually drown in the rising pool, but both were beyond realizing or caring.
But with the loss of most consciousness by both the priestess?, a change did began to occur. Neither woman still drew from the essence of the other as they no longer possessed the acuity to remember how. Slowly they began to fill with the power being inexorably channeled into them by their Goddess? blessing. Incrementally they began to cum more often and for longer periods, the intensity gradually building. Power filled them as the nimbus of light shone more brightly around Sandra and the darkening shadow spilled like oil around the edges of Eva. The priestess? did not notice, only increasing the pace of their grinding as their mutual ecstasy came quicker and harder. The power in the dueling women continued to build, as the pool they lay in reacted to the trapped power by heating up enough to become like a hot spring. The orgasms continued to accelerate as the pool gently rippled and steamed at the gentle bucking from its two occupants. Both women released a moan into the others lips as their entire bodies finally exploded into one continuous chain of orgasms.
They could no longer move as both once again found themselves entwined while suspended together in nothingness surrounded by white curtains of light and pleasure. But something had changed this time. Both felt a sudden weakness and draining of energy that left them faint. Their consciousness shot back to the forefront as both looked at each other in utter horror but could not react as they were trapped in their frozen astral bodies. Sandra and Eva could see the entangled threads of their magic linking both of them together and towards the powerful entities supplying them with power. But through this link each entity now reached out to start draining the essence of the follower of their eternal rival. Sandra could feel herself being dragged towards a Lilith, a yawning pit of bottomless lust that would never be sated. Eva could sense herself being pulled towards Mysha, an endless river of love and warmth the tried to fill the pit beside her. Each entity drew the screaming women towards them and swiftly consumed the essence of the rival priestess. Between the two linked Goddess? two figures could be seen, an avatar of each. The morphing figures constantly entwined as they writhed together in an endless struggle since the dawn of time. One moment it was a man mounting a woman from behind while viciously grasping her hair. Next it shifted to two women devouring each others pussies. And again changing to two men frotting together while arms strained in a test of strength and tongues slid together outside their mouths. Each fluctuating figure trying to draw the godly essence out of the other. When the two Goddess? devoured the essence of Sandra and Eva, the two figures briefly froze as they bucked together in orgasm. Quickly they once again resumed their eternal contest.
Back in the pit the two quivering husks of the now consumed women released all of the energy that had been built up during the battle. An explosion of light that rivaled the rising sun briefly shone out over the desert. Where once a vibrant town that had thrived like a flower in the depths of a desert, their was now only a scorched crater and the whispering of wind blowing the sand.
That's it for part one of War of Lust. Thank you everyone for reading my story. It was more of a stream of consciousness that I belted out over a few days, so not much went into getting proper sentence structure. Looking back I also sense a repetition certain of words that I will have to work on if I continue in the future. Guess it is time to pull out the old Thesaurus. Please give me any feedback on how to improve and if you want me to continue with the aforementioned arc. And keep writing your amazing stories.
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