A Wild Night Part 7: Last Woman Standing

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Part 7: Last Woman Standing

Disclaimer: Note, it’s amazing to see the board so active. Umm, yeah, this part is long. Stupidly long, so if you hate long stories, I recommend passing on this. It got out of hand lol, so apologies for that, but if you wanna stick with it, I hope you enjoy it.

Part 7:

Maggie and Amber crawled towards the waiting Jenny and Daphne, the four oiled women each glaring at their chosen rival. The pairs had already broken off, with Jenny and Maggie taking one side of the ring while Daphne and Amber took the other. The waiting women had their legs nice and wide, offering their pussies for a nice and easy 69 to warm them up.

For the approaching couple, this was the first time in person they would ever see their lover sexfighting someone else…besides the one time they both jumped Jenny and Bianca in the library. But Maggie didn’t think that counted, or at all really because thinking about it would turn her on even more. She would just have to try her best and ignore the drool-worthy sight of Amber approaching the hot drummer of her band. It looked like both groups were going to take the offer of a 69, but Amber’s face went into a scowl before she reached Daphne’s legs, “Come here you bitch!” She snarled, taking one of the drummer’s ankles; the tone vastly different than the one she had used on Maggie just a few seconds ago while they were being sweet. It seemed the 69 would have to wait because Amber wanted to give Daphne a bit of a lesson before they started playing nice.

“Fuck you, Amber!” Daphne hissed when the guitarist pulled the dark leg and the drummer’s ass slid forward thanks to the oil. She kicked out with her free leg but missed as Amber launched onto Daphne, not in a reverse 69 position, but in a face to face and body to body hold. Their young bodies slammed bodies together chest on chest with their hair in each other’s grasp a second later. Daphne succeeded in pushing Amber off her, but neither released the other’s thick locks, and they got up to their knees side to side. Snarling, they came together again, breast on breast as the four mounds bounced and squished. Smooth, toned oily navels skimmed as they tried to bend the other’s back by the hair, pushing firm breasts to point up at the ceiling with a cry of pain. Then, they leaned to the right, then the left, their smooth oiled backs equally as flexing as their hamstrings and asses looked to control the other woman. Finally, they leaned a bit too far to the right, and Amber rolled Daphne down onto her ass and back again, the black-haired woman snarling as she was pressed into the mat, her proud chest flattened down by the equally big pair above. “Just like last time bitch.” Amber growled; her face closer than before so that the hot breath was inhaled by the bottom woman.

“I don’t think so.” Daphne hissed back, then slammed her face forward and captured Amber into a wet kiss, forcing the blonde’s red lips open and a tongue twirling inside her maw wetly as Amber kissed back with equal ferocity.

On the other side of the ring, the two other women didn’t jump back into their catfight from the kitchen and mud. After Amber’s little attack, however, Jenny had closed her legs and gotten to her knees before Maggie could do the same thing. But losing the offer was something the librarian didn’t mind in the slightest because she didn’t want or need an advantage or surprise attack. The redhead and brunette now approached each other in a calm manner…which made it even tenser the way they were smiling and licking their lips.

Even with the screams of a catfight happening a few feet away, they remained composed; getting nice and close with their provocative looks. When they got intimate enough, the redhead and the brown-haired girl dropped to their hands and began slowly circling each other like cats in a very tight loop, their hips bumping each turn. Though they didn’t start in a 69, the memory of how close they had sucked in the mud was very fresh, and that meant the other’s wet delicious pussy was still the target of their desire and ready to cum. Yet, they didn’t even start catfighting after two rotations, partly because they were exhausted from their mud wrestling, but also because neither had cum into the other’s mouth yet…and that was unacceptable to their sexual pride.

“And here I thought I left you in the mud with Bianca and Riley. I’m shocked they didn’t deal with you or that you still want another piece of me.” Jenny sneered, and on the next turn, reached her neck forward and licked the side of Maggie’s hips for almost a foot.

“Luckily for me a few of my friends showed up to deal with yours, giving me a bit more time to play with you. I’m disappointed that you and Daphne felt the need to team up on Amber. Scared to face her alone again?” Maggie shot back, then on her next turn gave the lightest of nips with her teeth into the brunette’s lightly tanned ass.

Jenny flinched thanks to Maggie’s bite for a second, but then let out a snicker, “Oh, just making sure she understood the gravity of the situation. Are you that scared for your little girlfriend?”

“Maybe a little. I’m not going to let you give my girlfriend a hard time.” Maggie replied as Jenny stopped their little dance. The singer pushed her brown matted hair back with her hands and then pushed up to her knees. Her sexy thighs looked intimidating that traveled towards her hourglass figure. Maggie couldn’t deny Jenny’s beauty even more now, and her face seemed to be glowing as the redhead matched the position, their nipples just touching by the tip.

“Honestly, I don’t give a fuck about the band now. I want to fuck you down Maggie just as much as I want to fuck Amber. I want to hear your pathetic voice whisper… ‘I’m sorry, please rub my slutty pussy more mistress.”

“Well, if it’s now personal…good that’s what I want. I can’t forget about your little taunt at the Gala about one of us being pets…and I still remember you cumming under me…you felt so good, it was so easy to get you off.”

“Well, Bianca did do nearly all the work, I hear that’s a standard thing between you too.”

Maggie let out a little snarl, and Jenny moved forward another inch, impaling both girls’ horny nipples into the other’s boobs. “But I’ll be honest, I’m glad we get to finish what we started…I feel like Silvia was keeping you to herself…when there are a lot of us who want to make miss wallflower their little sex pet.”

The librarian recovered quickly from the taunt, “I’m glad to Jenny, you have a good voice and a decent body. I think you will be an excellent pet…so let’s do it. How about the loser between us gets exactly that…a little sex pet?” Maggie offered, taking another inch of her own, yet they remained eerily calm even as Daphne screamed from under Amber a few feet away. But the sound ceased as the blonde forced the drummer’s mouth onto hers and the shriek became a muffled gargle of tongues and spit.

“Another side bet Maggie? I think we are going to lose track of who owns who by the end of this night…but I accept…I guess you already own Silvia…so beating you, means I will own you both. She was a fantastic pet a few years ago, she is such a good little whore…but has gotten quite mouthy lately, so it will be good to break her back in.”

“Or maybe I’ll own both of you.”

Another gurgling sound came from her right and unable to help herself, Maggie glanced towards the other pair in the oil ring. The sight sent a thrill down her spine to her clit as she got the full sight of Amber sexfighting another woman. The big fuckable ass of her girlfriend, the one she got to watch cook in her kitchen some mornings in stupidly tight shorts, was bare and tensed atop holding down another pair of glutes that could fill those same shorts out. ‘Holy fuck’, Maggie thought, unable to stop her pussy dripping at the sight alone. Watching Amber fuck Bianca at the Gala made Maggie secretly wetter than she liked to admit…and she blamed her girlfriend’s original taunting video as a source for that specific kink. And now Amber was fighting the same woman from the video, naked and covered in oil. Fuck, that wouldn’t help her focus on her own fight.

Right as she was thinking this, the blonde’s oiled up body was sensually moving on the drummer’s, keeping her pinned down with hips and tits. Again, and again Amber’s ass jiggled in effort atop Daphne and those hours at the gym were paying off. They slid on each other, their shinning skin likely smoother than anything else in the house and Maggie could only imagine the sensations her girlfriend felt, restraining a woman whose tits and ass matched her own in size and sexiness. She looked back at Jenny just in time as the singer closed the distance and let their pointy nipples dig deeper into their soft yielding breasts, their busts thick and heavy. Once again, the green eyes were bearing as deep as possible into the other emeralds.

Another cry came out as Daphne had rolled Amber to her back and used her fat womanly jugs to push into the guitarist roughly, forcing a snarl out of Amber’s mouth. Both pairs of fingers had taken hold of the deepest roots of their rival’s hair, trying to control the other’s mouth because they had started biting lips and cheeks between their hard kissing.

Maggie didn’t have time to even ogle the new ass on top as Jenny shuffled forward another two inches creating more surface area between their touching bodies and mainly their breasts. Her attention was back and fully on the woman in front of her and that’s how she liked it. Her soft pale sandbags molded into the other pair lightly, gently compared to their meeting in the kitchen and mud fight. Then they had tried to pop the other girl’s breasts, now they were trying to make sure the other’s nipples were more erect than hers.

Even if they were equal in firmness, the redhead couldn’t help taunt, especially after what was occurring next to them. “You don’t seem as eager; did you lose your edge out in the mud,” Maggie whispered, her right eyebrow raising at Jenny. The red and purple lips were close, daring the other succulent pair to kiss.

“Neither do you, I guess it’s only natural because we have been going at it rougher than them.”

Maggie gave the slightest of nods, “Then why don’t we play nice and give each other what we want.” And finally, her hand ghosted Jenny’s pussy lips with the lightest of touches under their meshed jugs.

“Hmm, I like that.” Jenny purred sensually, “This time, I’m going to go nice and slow…because clearly you just keep getting back up. This time, when I make you cum, you are going to see stars and stay down.”

“Slow sounds wonderful, but there is a high chance we get interrupted if we take the time we need to really eat each other out.”

“Yes, there is. That’s why it’s all going to be all about…timing.” Jenny breathed ghosting her lips on Maggie’s tender pair, the tension making their groins even tighter than they already were when they first started fighting.

The redhead lifted the other eyebrow slightly at her rival’s choice of words, then disengaging a few inches, she leaned down to her side next to Jenny as if she was resting and waiting for a lover. The singer, getting the hint, took the same but opposite position, passing down until they found themselves again faced with the fat pussy lips that had been giving them each so much trouble. Jenny licked her own purple rims as she brought her body closer and felt Maggie’s head go between her separated legs. In this position, they had full access to the other’s clit, still erect and out of their hoods, ready for more. Neither had the advantage of the top spot right away, so it would have to be taken by force if they wanted it. There was no starting flag or anything, but a spanking sound that Daphne gave to Amber’s sweet ass was the closest thing they could find, and on cue, tongues began to work their magic on the other’s sex with lip-smacking hums.

Just like their promises, Jenny went gentle, smelling Maggie, using her nose to dig into the folds, lightly putting pressure on all the key places…doing what she needed to ensure the redhead would be finished for the night as she came undone this time. She moved her tongue on each side of the soft labia, then up and down the slit before twirling around the clit. She could feel Maggie’s breath hitch and knew that even going slow, she could finish this hot and quick. Her fingers gripped the freckled thick gym-built ass the librarian possessed and tugged her in closer.

But as good as she was giving, she was taking, thanks to the ravenous redhead. Jenny tasted fantastic, and Maggie worked each side of the singer’s vulva with her lips, pressing it softly and then sucking it in long slow paces that seemed to work wonders for the vocalist. Then, she ran her taster full length of Jenny’s slit till she ended on the love nub, where she covered it in spit and sucked it up. “Ugh.” A noise came between her groin, and Maggie started the cycle again, going back to suck the left labia. After all their talking, now only moans, and the sounds of sucking coming from that side of the ring which were very contrasted a few feet away.

Daphne and Amber were viscously nude wrestling on the other side of the ring, and the blonde had ended up on the bottom with Daphne sitting on her, ass to ass. The top girl was pulling the yellow, pink hair with one hand and used her left hand to curl her fingers into Amber’s tight sex from behind. “Like this you pathetic guitarist!?” The drummer hissed as she felt Amber’s wetness, even after the several fucks the punk women had taken in this dirty night.

“Fucking drummer slut!” Amber snarled, yet her pussy squeezed the invaders enjoyably as they curled again. After a second, she still bucked up into a downward dog pose. The drummer yelped sliding down Amber’s oily toned back like a slide, catching herself with her hands after letting go of the yellow hair. She quickly tried to flip around and kick out at Amber, who had flipped up to her knees, but the punk girl had caught the twisting leg and slid into Daphne’s lower body forward so that their sexes met with a sudden squish.

“Oh fuck!” Daphne gasped frozen as she suddenly found herself in a wet trib on her side, while Amber was on her knees, their sexes slashing each other creating a plus sign of pleasure.

“Let’s see if you are any better than when you came on video bitch!” Amber hissed, and Daphne’s face became a scowl. The memory brought out her purest form of anger and knowing that her bandmate and girlfriend had watched her defeat and that others could too…would drive her crazy. She began to thrust back and the trib fight sped up, Amber and Daphne both gasping as they went faster to the other’s rhythm.

On the other side, the tender 69 fight was still occurring, but the top position was starting to look more appealing. But neither woman really started to push for it, leaning a bit more into their rival’s hips with their breasts. Thankfully after their break in the mud, they were refreshed and could last a decent amount longer. Jenny was working Maggie’s clit with the flicking of her tongue, watching the nub move back and forth before blowing on the whole sex with cool air. Maggie was circling the sex button with her own tip, and she too blew some cool air, the sensation making them both shake in each other’s arms. How long were they like this? Maggie wasn’t sure, it felt like longer than 10 minutes, and the only reason either of them could do this was because of their slowness because they were trying to form the biggest orgasm they could. She wasn’t sure why or how they had remained apart from the other pair for so long, the only thing she was able to hear was the unique sound of pussies rubbing and panting.


On the other side, the oily trib fight had been going a while, though both girls were now on their backs with their legs crossed and feet placed near the other’s face. They were humping easy, but Daphne was struggling, the sensations of her cunt making her dizzy. She had not cum as much as the other women…but holding it in might have been a mistake now that she was pussy wrestling her guitarist. The blonde’s clit seemed to find hers and they fenced for a few seconds, but Daphne’s oily body was already on the cusp after the oil wrestling. Then Amber got a good thrust, and Daphne’s hot body seemed to reach a peak holding the pressure in so long as her clit was flicked one too many times. “Oh fuck” She gasped, and she couldn’t help squeezing her own tits with her palms as her pussy convulsed suddenly onto Amber’s sex without much warning except for her cry. Amber gasped as she felt the rival cunt tighten on her own and decided in that second not to ride her down with her pussy, simply because she wanted to give her own cunt a bit of rest. She pulled away but the drummer’s sex vibrations even as she groaned in annoyance.

She pulled back and sat up watching her hot drummer writhe on the ground for a second before sending her mouth in as she flipped up. Her mouth glued to her drummer’s sex a second later and began to suck the cum out, making the orgasm go to a much peach peak again as Daphne cried out again and ripped at the blonde, pink hair. She moaned as her body went rigid for a few seconds and then she collapsed down needing a second as Amber caught her the last bit of discharge and then swallowed back her prize. It hadn’t been as good as it should have been, and she doubted Daphne would be down for long…but a second rest would be good after that struggle.

The blonde turned to see the other fight happening, but it was vastly different to how aggressive her and Daphne’s little struggle had been. Jenny and Maggie hadn’t broken away yet and were practically making love to the other’s honeyed cunt. It wasn’t about the speed; it was the explosion that would end this duel, and each was doing it just right to reach that peak. “What the fuck.” Amber huffed, wanting to tear them apart and slap them both with the way they were going. They had left their side-by-side fight right and had exchanged the top spot a few times already with Maggie holding it now, her pale ass open and spread. Jenny’s hands and fingers dug into the freckled, juicy, firm glutes, kneading, and squeezing as hard as she could in tune with her sucking. She removed her tongue from the tart sex and dragged it up the sweaty skin an inch or so into the copper tasting asshole. There, she licked and toyed with it for a few seconds, every part that their tongue could reach was fair game. Maggie seemed to convulse at the switching and Jenny heard her mouth the word fucking slut on her pussy.

“I’m going to make you wear your collar nice and tight.” Jenny hissed a second later and Maggie growled back her mouth connected to the woman’s sex, “And I’m going to make your leash nice and short so I can spank you easily.” She shot back that earned a hiss in retaliation. The threats made them angry, and they sucked each other’s clits faster, the closeness of the near orgasm from outside returning quickly. But it wasn’t to be because Amber had made her way over to the other fight. While Jenny was on top, and totally engrossed in Maggie’s sex, the blonde shoved her hard and off the oily body.

“Ahh!” Jenny cried, which was followed by a “No!” From both she and Maggie; screaming as they were forced apart, each thinking they were a minute away from their soon to be pet’s cum. Maggie thought for a second Jenny had run away, but when she looked up Amber was on the singer’s hot hips and her hands on her tits she felt a flare of frustration that she knew she should not...but she couldn’t help it.

“Amber! I had her!” She said, unable to stop herself, her sexfighting animal side in full control of the normally more controlled self.

Amber looked back at her as she took hold of Jenny’s arms and slammed her rival down. “Yeah, and you were fucking slow at it. I’ll show you how it’s done, babe.”

Maggie glowered at her girlfriend’s behind as she got to her knees. ‘So that’s how it’s going to be.’ Maggie thought and then she couldn’t stop herself from spanking Amber’s ass from behind. Nothing to break the hold but enough to send the message, ‘don’t interrupt her fight next time’.

“Oh!” Amber moaned, and she shot a glare back at Maggie. “You bitch.”

“Takes one to date one.” Maggie shot back, and Amber's mouth went agar at that, it almost made her laugh but now wasn’t the time when she wanted to slap Maggie as well as kiss her. She had been distracted too long though as Jenny, rolled their bodies and leaned down to sink her teeth into Amber’s breasts making her howl.

Maggie was about to pull Jenny off when Daphne was up, still feeling fresh-ish and not needing too much time. The redhead never saw it coming when she was tackled with a cry as two big breasts slammed into her shoulder, and she went back down into the ring. She cried out as the hot drummer rubbed her body, her tits, her cunt, and then her ass as they felt out their new opponent. It took a second, but Daphne was able to get on top of Maggie while Amber took back control of Jenny, the singer and librarian both too far edged to really focus on fighting while their cunts wanted to explode in the other’s mouth.

But drummer got a hand free and took hold of Maggie’s chin, forcing her attention onto the beautiful Mediterranean girl, “You bitch…I know you watched my video, who else did you show it to!?”

Maggie didn’t understand for a second, but as the message became clear, she couldn’t help smirk teasingly at the drummer, and then stuck her tongue out before adding. “Yeah, I have, and I won’t tell you. But my favorite part is when your pussy starts cumming right on camera, I even like to zoom in on it and get a screenshot for my best friend to see!” Maggie laughed and the one claw still on her left tit stiffened as Daphne let out a wail of frustration at the answer. But Maggie used the drummer’s sudden lack of focus, to lean up and suck Daphne’s right tit before the drummer was able to react. “Hey…oh!” The darker-skinned girl hissed, but that turned into a moan when the pale fingers slipped into her sex. She clenched the invaders, her mind blank for a second; the after waves of her previous orgasm shooting back up her spine and it seemed to paralyze her on the redhead’s body. But Maggie didn’t have time for her just yet, not when Jenny was still going and focusing on Amber…that was her fight. After sucking the brown stiff nipple a few seconds, plus two finger pumps, she punched her new rival in the stomach just enough to make her gasp and go down. Daphne fell off Maggie’s body and slid away trying to relax for just a few seconds and relaxing her body. Before Jenny knew it, Maggie had slid forward and crossed their legs, pressing their cunts together and making the singer howl in pleasure, giving up the arm wrestling with Amber who was still on top of her.

The blonde looked almost confused as, to why her bandmate cried out and stopped fighting her. Then she noticed the pale feet near her arms. She sat up and flipped on Jenny’s body, pressing her ass into the tits but Jenny was now fully focused on what was happening on her groin.

There was a fire in Amber and Maggie when they locked eyes, Amber looking down at her girlfriend’s lush body tribbing another woman right in front and under her. Amber, herself holding the brown-haired woman her girlfriend was fucking, using her hot ass to flatten the singer’s fat tits down even while her yellow hair was getting pulled.

Maggie wanted to tell Amber to back off, it was her fight, and she wasn’t the only one. Jenny gasped as she was being held down in the oil, her sex again rubbing on the redhead’s amazing pussy while Amber used her fingers on her clit. She started to tear at the blonde hair but the distraction of not being able to clit fuck Maggie was more distracting than anything. The sounds the redhead was making made Jenny wonder if she was equally as angry. “Fucking let that band ruining librarian try me!” She screamed and Amber turned around for a second and seemed to consider the demand.

It was quite a sight for the blonde who had to resist the temptation of rubbing her girlfriend’s clit at the same time as the singer, the two pink fencing bundles only separated thanks to Amber’s hand manipulating the pussy duel. It was fun having that much power, but it seemed her girlfriend was equally as impatient.

“Amber! Let me clit fuck her damn it!” Maggie growled, her attempt to fence Jenny in the most intimate continually being blocked by her girlfriend who was really frustrating her right now.

“Oh, giving orders now are we babe? After you spanked me?” Amber sneered, and a flash in her brown eyes meant she was feeling as devious as every other woman in the house. But she would give Maggie her wish, in her own way. With a snarl, she used both her hands and pushed the top part of both Maggie and Jenny’s pussies together, disappearing their clits in one ball. The two sex organs were forced together harder than ever thanks to the guitarist's nimble fingers.

The singer and librarian screamed as their clits became one under their conjoined hoods. The yells of pleasure easily downed out the laughing from Amber who couldn’t help snickering at the intensity of the women’s muscles flexing in their conjoined groins. In the mini sex battle, the pressure on their clits just broke off as they slid around, and they failed to crush each other fully when Amber released, but one girl had gone a bit too much. Maggie had just started cumming with her pussy was so tightly pressed into Jenny’s warm sex, but the separation gave her the chance to pull away and even hide it. In even more anger though, she threw a kick that hit her girlfriend in the stomach, just hard enough to make her lean forward in pain, which allowed Jenny to push her off to the side, her green eyes panicked that one more touch to her clit would have sent her over the edge.


Maggie and Jenny separated in a spurt of movement, sliding away on their backs with their faces scrunched in fear and frustration. Maggie was literally cumming as she went and leaving a light trail of cum that they could trace all the way back to her warm cunt. Luckily for her, her orgasm had not been able to peak, so their separation saved her from another powerful sensation wrecking her body and potentially finishing her for good this night. Her muscles and pussy clenched, and it did give them that warm feeling that was aggravating during a sexfight.

The singer too gasped as she reached and leaned upon the rubber wall of the ring opposite Maggie, very close herself, saved became Amber had attacked her girlfriend a bit extra. Again, they locked stares, and their green-eyed glare intensified as the interruption had once again forced them apart before humiliation could be given. Amber slowly pushed herself up as well still in the middle while Daphne got up and glared at Maggie for punching her. She was just about to pounce on the redhead when Jenny’s irefully turned onto her bandmate thinking she had been left to be double teamed by the other woman once again.

“That’s fucking it!” The singer growled, and even though this time, Daphne had not been trying to screw her over, Jenny attacked. A catty scream escaped both their lips as the drummer was slammed down by an enraged singer into a catfight. The Mediterranean girl hissed but couldn’t stop the green-eyed girl as she leaned down and sucked one of the light brown breasts into her mouth like a bottle. Daphne let out a sexy gasp as her tit was swallowed, the singer working her bandmate's bouncing breasts with her strong tongue, while also chewing the areola around it with her molars.

“Fuck you, Jenny! Get off!” She howled pulling the brown hair, but Jenny’s suction kept them attached and close.

A few feet away, Maggie smiled observing the two bandmates' truce collapse as Jenny sat upon Daphne’s hips after being pulled free from her nipple sucking. Revenge was swift, as Daphne got two full handfuls of Jenny’s hanging taut orbs and squeezed them with her nails. Instead of defending herself, however, the girl next door clawed the rival bouncing pair on the ground and each woman let out a howl of pain. Even though the top of their heads was facing Maggie, she couldn’t help enjoying the show, wanting to rub herself but resisting the powerful urge. The only annoying thing in her mind was that once again, Jenny and her sucking duel had been interrupted without a satisfactory ending, and she didn’t know if they would get another chance.

As Amber crawled and sat next to her, Maggie thought this was perfect. She and her girlfriend could just sit back and watch the sex fight until the singer and drummer were fully drained or close enough to be finished…at least that was the plan in her head.

Before she could even mention this strategy to her girlfriend, not that she should have had to in her mind, Amber was sliding forward with a snarl. “Amber!” Maggie yelled, as the guitarist took hold of Daphne’s dark brown hair on the ground and began to pull it as if she was trying to free her out from under Jenny. Daphne screamed having four hands ripping at her locks, but before the blonde could make any progress, Jenny had released her hold of the dark hair and replaced it with a hold of the yellow pink, ripping it and its owner forward. Now Amber yelled out as she and the singer crushed their chests together, tits bouncing and meshing right above Daphne. Then, they tumbled off the drummer thanks to the bottom woman pushing Amber’s ass as it passed over her head.

Daphne instantly sat up and flipped her hair back, then instead of backing off or going after Maggie, she jumped forward onto the catfighting Jenny and Amber. They happened to be on their sides so when Daphne landed, each of her mammaries slapped into Amber’s left and Jenny’s right tit at the same time. The other two didn’t hesitate and pulled Daphne in bringing all of their faces close. Maggie couldn’t see, but a sexy awkward aggressive three-way tongue kiss happened for a few seconds, the trio moaning as their tongues were flicked by her erotic band members. Then, the tongues retreated, and the oil wrestling was re-engaged, all of them trying to get on top in a mess of toned arms and legs.

To the librarian, it looked like an absolute sexy mess. The three bandmates ended up humping and spanking, to the point Maggie struggled to tell whose legs belonged to who as they rolled and flipped around the far side of the ring. In fact, all three were licking and fingers were constantly inserted into sloppy cunts driving them crazier to fuck. After a few seconds of chaos, they ended up in an aggressive stalemate that made Maggie extra wet. Jenny had been forced onto her back, with Amber on top of her, reverse cowgirled with her fantastic ass pressed into the singer’s groaning face. Daphne was also on top of Jenny but sitting on her stomach, yet the singer’s legs were up and wrapped around the drummer’s torso squishing the tanned big tits with her calves and trying to throw her off. But Daphne was staying upright, anchored by holding one hand in Amber’s straight yellow hair by the roots and her other arm behind her, rubbing up and down on Jenny’s unprotected pussy. While the singer moaned and flexed her legs to fling Daphne down, Amber was pulled forward painfully, so she had one of her hands on Daphne’s shoulder bracing herself, while the other was working Daphne pussy, fingering her right above Jenny’s navel. To make matters worse for the guitarist, Jenny began to rim Amber’s ass and all three girls’ let out moans of desire in this three-way sex hold. If one of the embraces broke, the sex puzzle would snap apart, but thus far it seemed to continue in this fashion for a while.

Maggie watched with wide eyes but continued catching her breath on the side of the rubber ring with some heavy breathing that made her large, freckled chest rise and fall with gulping gasps. It didn’t escape her that she had just escaped the powerful orgasm from Jenny’s tongue in the nick of time. The move would keep her going…but often when she did this it would make her next orgasm even more pleasurable and devastating. That had been her third, but she knew she could go longer. Especially in this environment and the intensity of having multiple women to fight...except all she really knew about sexfighting would be out the window. And…that moment with Amber…that was charged and very interesting.

“That tongue…”, she breathed to herself for the second time that night…but she was sure at least this time before Amber broke them apart that Jenny had been in the same state. That meant the singer was likely equally as desperate to get away from her own lips and tongue. The redhead could still taste the other woman all the way down her throat and couldn’t shake the annoying sense of unfinished business.

She continued watching the three bandmates on the other side of the ring, still in that three-way hold, but it seemed Jenny was struggling, not fully recovered from her clit match with Maggie. On cue, the singer’s cry filled the room as she started to cum thanks to Daphne’s tender fingers massaging and completing Maggie’s spit work. Her toned legs collapsed as they started shaking, and Daphne was free from her bind and free, she launched forward and tackled Amber off their bandmate even with the blondes’ fingers still in her. Jenny gasped as she became free from the weights on her body, as she rode out the waves of her pleasure…able to control it a bit again thanks to the further distraction of Daphne…not unlike Maggie’s orgasm.

The other two other bandmates had already begun to finger each other while Jenny was left on her own, but she was cumming. Being unable to push down the pleasure even though she was free, she pushed herself up onto the wall of the ring, squeezed her own big tits only and bent her back on the rubber, letting out another moan as her pussy convulsed with nothing touching her.

Maggie watched her and licked her lips at the sight of the singer cumming. She glanced at Daphne and Amber finger fucking each other for a few seconds, their open wide cunts facing her. The fingers webbed with white cum as they split the other’s sex with two and then three fingers, their big tits connected on their chests.

Then, she turned to the other green-eyed woman still cumming across the ring and was just about to jump on her when a sense of someone standing behind her caught her attention first. She flipped around on her knees to see Isabella and Bianca standing side by side, naked with wet hair right outside the oil ring. Both girls were flushed in the cheeks, and Maggie could tell instantly that they had been fuckfighting…their still wet cunts seemed from something other than just the pool they had swum in.

It seemed the other two women were equally surprised to see the oil 4some happening in front of their eyes as they took in the erotic scene in front of them. Maggie couldn’t help the questioning look that came to her face, wanting to ask what the hell was going on and why they were together. However, she didn’t get the chance as Bianca suddenly screamed and was coming at her with a look of absolute shock on her face. Maggie barely had time to let out a cry of her own before her co-worker landed on top of her, slamming her down onto her back with her face covered by Bianca’s soft breasts. The redhead instantly slapped at the round full pale ass of her co-worker, her hands going deep into the sexy muscle that she had seen in plenty of short skirts in the library. For once, Bianca seemed to do what she wanted, and the weight reduced off her allowing Maggie to catch her breath.

The quick push upended most of the direct body contact Bianca had with Maggie, though the raven-haired woman’s chest and stomach now had a light little gleam of oil thanks to the redhead. Bianca was on now her knees between Maggie’s legs with her hands on either side of the other librarian’s face. Even the overly professional librarian's confusion was visible on her face about how she had just ended up in this position. No matter how far she and Maggie had gone with each other sexually, there was always a strange sensation of being nude with your co-worker like this. They were around each other in a professional environment so often yet knew each other’s darkest and dirtiest secrets. No words being said, Maggie’s green eyes glanced down to the big hanging milkers off Bianca’s chest, the pink nipples begging to be sucked. Before either of them could move, or figure out what had just happened, Maggie leaned up and sunk her teeth into Bianca’s left breast sucking it wetly. “AH!” The other librarian howled loudly and quickly tried to pull the redhead off with one hand but instantly stopped when something made her back arch and moan deeply.

Maggie was surprised that her breast sucking, though wet and warm was having such an effect on her co-worker. She focused on the hardening nipple, putting her red lips directly on it and sucking for milk. Her rival’s areola was bumpy, and she could feel every tiny hill with her lips puckered as they were. She didn’t have much time to think about what else she could do using Bianca’s tits knowing where she was and who else was in the ring. Needing to escape, but also deciding she needed to get Bianca off, she reached her right free hand down towards Bianca’s pelvis but surprisingly found another hand already inserted and wetly fingering the pale woman.

With two hands from two different women touching her, Bianca let out a scream, frozen in pleasure. Before she was able to crawl forward or to the side, Maggie wrapped her legs around the pale waist locking her in place as if she was hanging off her. “You’re not going anyway, Miss Marshall.” Maggie hissed, and she heard Bianca let out a hiss of her own before adding, “Miss…Reynolds…you…”, she panted in the growing heat of her body. Their last names made her more aggressive, and though Maggie didn’t know whose hand was already working Bianca’s pussy, she slapped at it until she could get her own fingers got inside the tight sex with her pointy and middle finger.

Realizing she was trapped, Bianca collapsed off her knees and down onto Maggie once again, the redhead suddenly smothered by the big pale oily jugs that easily rubbed up and down her face. The curly-haired girl groaned but kept sucking the left nipple all the while her hand that had been in Bianca’s sex was suddenly slapped away. She slapped back once but then her fingers were bit by teeth lightly, and she pulled her hand away in a panic, sliding her oily arm up Bianca’s squirming body. The raven-haired woman was groaning even more so, and Maggie, still unsure who nipped her, switched to groping her co-worker's bubble ass with both hands. But in doing so, she also felt her left-hand touch what felt like braided hair…clearly, the hair of whichever woman had just nipped at her. If she could have focused, she would have realized who was behind Bianca, the woman now using her tongue inside the professional woman’s ass, but to Maggie was just another bitch in her way.

“You!” Bianca hissed, also noticing who was behind her performing the deed. The professional woman started trying again to thrash out of Maggie’s legs, but she had been between the two sexy queens a bit too long. For Bianca, it felt like it was happening so quickly after the tongue slid between her ass, rimming her pucker with the wet snake as two long fingers pumped her deeply. Those two fingers curved to find the little rough patch that signalled her g-spot and the professional woman came undone rubbing her body all over her hot co-workers.

“Oh, my fuck! Fuck, you sluts, UGH.” She moaned from a deep part of her lungs. Being on top of a sucking and groping Maggie was just the cherry on this sex sundae and Bianca seemed to be unable to hold back the sensation of orgasm that shot up her limps and made her toes curl.

Neither responded deciding to draw out the pleasure of the black-haired librarian instead, “You bitches, god NO…yesssss!” Bianca cried on top of Maggie who could feel the tense sensation go up and down the raven-haired woman. She loved making women go off against her and squeezed Bianca’s ass as she felt the waves of pleasure move down. Then, she let out a sigh knowing Bianca had just cum on top of her, the hot co-workers pressed in a way they could feel every drop of sweat and oil from every nerve blend as one. Bianca was literally rocking on top of her, the oil making them nice and slippery, oil wrestling being something they had never done with each other before tonight.

The redhead could feel the other pale woman’s ass flexing and goosebumps shooting up around her pink nipples and arms while her gasping became high pitched on the last wave. They were so tightly pressed that it made Maggie feel like she was going off too by association. It only felt more intense for her when Bianca slid forward a bit more and some of the cum, she was released from her flexing cunt filled Maggie’s belly button. This also gave the redhead a chance to pull the mystery woman’s hair in retaliation harder for the biting, but she wouldn’t deny that whatever this bitch was doing to Bianca’s ass was having an amazing effect. It seemed the biter would not be deterred even with her braid torn at and slapped at Maggie’s hand again, but keeping her face between the glutes.

Finally, right as Maggie’s navel was going to overflow with cum, Bianca’s muscles relaxed, and she let out a sigh that was quite unlike her, though Maggie had heard it a few times before in their fights. The redhead let her strong legs relax as well, uncrossing them at the ankles on her co-worker's back and letting the other librarian slide right off her to the floor of the ring.

The professional was in near shock after she had so quickly cum a third time this night…way faster than she had ever expected or even experienced. The tongue behind her, rimming her ass, while her tits had been sucked, it was a source of intensity she didn’t get to experience often, yet the culprits were familiar. She rested her hand in her arms, hoping that her co-worker and the other annoying ex-intern didn’t continue their work and fully finish her.

Maggie had already released the braid she had been holding and sat up to see who exactly had caused this Bianca fiasco. Her mouth went slightly ajar as her green eyes found a pair of hazel looking back at her in equal surprise. It seemed her own ex-intern didn’t know what to do, finding herself so close to Maggie in this nude situation. Ironically the last time they had been nude together, they had been in a very similar setting, finishing Bianca between them, though the circumstances were very different this time around. At that exact moment there were three options for them; kiss and make up, start catfighting, or just ignore each other. It didn’t even take them a second to look at each other’s bodies, judging, and scrutinizing every detail. Then, Maggie widened her legs a bit so that her cunt lips could be seen, in more of a threat than an offer. Understanding the intimidation, Marissa pushed her big bounceable tits forward showing off her own goods. It seemed the little aggressive poses were just the prelude as Maggie couldn’t help feeling combative towards her ex-friend.

“Did you bite me!?” Maggie yelled, holding up her fingers even though there were no marks to be seen. Already more offended because Maggie didn’t start thanking her or begging her for forgiveness, Marissa felt just as aggressive with the situation and her ex-mentor.

“Yeah! Cause you wouldn’t get your annoying hand out of my way!” Marissa hissed, and now Maggie’s eyes narrowed. The freckled girl closed her legs and got up on her knees. She slid forward coming right up to Marissa who held her ground until pale jugs slapped into the other girl’s fat chest, each pair almost bouncing and meshing as the other blonde pushed in with equal force, daggers shooting between their eyes.

While the ex-friends had to decide what to do with each other; outside the ring Riley and Isabella were rolling and slamming their breasts into each other on the ground, starting a titfight rematch of their shower fight weeks before. They were the least oiled of the girls as they had only fallen only onto the side of the wet pool after Riley’s tackle of Isabella. This made their breast slams more painful and brought up erotic yet painful memories as their legs spread and they jostled for the top spot to crush their rival.

“I don’t have time to deal with you!” Riley spat at Isabella while she was on top, her sexy big ass flexed trying to hold the fighting student down. Contrary to her words, she rounded her back as she tried to maintain the pressure with her breasts, but this applied less on their hips, and Izzy successfully rolled them further away from the ring. Because of their size, their taunt full breasts would remain in suggestive contact and that’s how they preferred it.

“Well, looks like you are going to have to deal with me because you started this again!” Isabella spat back, then she licked Riley’s face making the sorority girl gasp as she felt a thick spit trail left on her cheek. Riley got rolled to the bottom at the same time, their long strong legs starting to entangle, and the nude wet sexes ended up touching the other’s sexy thigh. The shock of feeling how turned on the other was, the knowledge that both had already fucked tonight opened the possibilities of how they would fight this time around. But for Riley, she realized that she had left this sexy student with her mentor! What if Bianca and she made up? What if she was out of this group? ‘No, no, no, no!’, She couldn’t let that happen, “You are just here to try and get Bianca back as your mentor! Well, you can’t because she likes me more than you!” She yelled, and a confused look came to Isabella’s face even as they were lightly humping each other in an attempt to make the other cum submissively.

“I don’t care about that!” Isabella shot back as her rigid brown nipples were sending erotic signs to her cunt, just like they were in the shower at the hotel when she and Riley had first clashed. Out of all the girls in her college year, why did the two other girls with bodies built like hers have to be so crazy?

“Liar!” Riley growled, slapping their big chests together again and they grunted as the twin pairs crushed without any semblance of separation. They rotated, using the sweat from their pours to slip around their rival’s chests. Again, and again they revolved, squishing, though it was more turning them on than making them want to quit. The slams that had dominated their first fight were not as frequent, because this time when their faces got close enough, they licked each other. The sexual tension between them was far more apparent this time around along with their willingness to use it.

“Between the three of us…only one of us can be the best fuck in our class…and I won’t let it be you freaks.” Riley gasped after she gave a hot lick to Izzy’s red lips for a second. They were aligned quite well and had the growing desire coursing in their veins as their sexes kept brushing together stickily.

“Freaks!? You still think you're better than us? Miss secret cosplay! You are one of us!” Isabella shot back as she slowly rubbed her tits up Riley’s big pair, their sharp nipples bending and flicking as they passed and then jiggled as they bounced back in place.

Riley’s eyebrows furrowed as she tried to create more surface connection between their mushroomed boobs, but her appearance looked very angry “NO! I’m not!” She screamed, before slamming her lips into Isabella’s, groaning as they swallowed the other’s yelps because of their breasts being flattened by the thick pair. As the titfight rematch wagged outside, inside the ring, the three-band girls had separated just enough to create a sexy Mexican standoff. The three racy bandmates had their knees touching, and their eyes glancing back and forth between all of them now that it was much more a free for all than a two versus one.

Finally, the singer spoke, her long brown hair matted from the oil, her girl next door face flush red but her green eyes still hungry for sex, and not just any sex, aggressive hard-fought sex that ended with her on top riding these bitches to orgasms. “So, I guess the deal still stands…last girl standing between us is head of the band.” Jenny hissed, focusing on the nude Amber and Daphne in front of her, but she wasn’t blind. She had noticed that several other women had joined the catfighting craziness and were engaged in their own battles.

“Yeah, and it’s going to be me,” Daphne confirmed with an almost innocent tone if not for the snarky expression she gave to her bandmates. Earlier in the night, this would have pissed Jenny off beyond comprehension, but now it gave her a thrill. She would beat them at this game, and then get back at Maggie too, and maybe Silvia for the hell of it. Amber however just shrugged. She too wanted nothing more than to fuck these girls down and take what they wanted most. But she was acutely aware that Bianca was now in the ring. Out of everyone, she was sure the professional slut would be coming for her, and she would not back down, because she wanted a piece of her too.

Across the ring, fortune favored Bianca because the ex-friends in fact did not go after her and had picked the confront each other route. And with one glance it was easy to see that it wasn’t going well. Maggie was facing off against her own ex-intern, whose hands were on her hips, her blonde pigtails shaking wildly as she shook her head.

“No! You say, you’re sorry!” Marissa hissed and to emphasize her point, she leaned back and slapped her jugs into Maggie’s who grunted at the sexy soft impact of their breasts. This also inadvertently spread some oil on Marissa’s front but that didn’t bother the student in the slightest.

“No! You say it! Stop being a brat!” Maggie shot back and she returned the favor by slamming her bare tits forward with a sexy slap, four pink nipples bending each time they dug in and met breast to breast, their erectness could not hide how horny they were, and how horny the other girl made them.

“Takes one to know one!” Marissa quickly snapped back, this time putting her forehead on her ex-mentor and pressing it slightly. They both looked very frustrated at the closeness of their hot bodies and the 180 their relationship had taken.

After a second, Maggie yelled, “FINE! I’ll be a brat then!” and spit right on Marissa’s face and yellow lips without warning. The blonde girl flinched in surprise as the goo hit her face, but then she wiped the spit away with her forearm and a grin.

“OK, you asked for it.” She whispered and spit back, hitting Maggie right on the chin. The redhead didn’t flinch and decided to double down because this was long overdue. Instead of using her arm, she licked up what she could reach with her long tongue making it clear what she was about to do. But just as she was prepared to return it again, Marissa pounced on her with a cry tackling the redhead. Maggie screamed as Marissa got her nude body on top of her. The librarian tried to throw her ex-intern off, but the scream allowed Marissa to spit into Maggie’s open mouth almost down directly into her throat. The green eyes went wide, and she stopped struggling and Marissa stopped trying to pin her. “You think that scares me?” She hissed up at the anime girl.

“Yeah, I think it does,” Marissa growled, and she didn’t resist when Maggie rolled them and returned the full glob into the blonde’s open wide mouth.

Before Marissa and Maggie had started spitting on each other in the oil, Bianca had gotten back up with an angry look on her face. It took a second to get her bearings and another second to look back at the two familiar sluts who had just tagged teamed her. Surprisingly though, she found Marissa and Maggie arguing chest to chest about something Bianca could only guess was idiotic. A piece of her wanted nothing more than to tackle and force off both of them with her tongue and lips in revenge. But the chaos around the rest of the room drew her attention before she could confirm that was the best decision.

On her left a few feet away was another pile of women, and it seemed to be a jumble of Amber, Jenny, and Daphne still fingering, biting, and slapping each other silly. While outside the ring was Riley and Isabella titfighting nice and close, and she wasn’t sure how the hell that had started. The sight of both contests made Bianca bite her red lower lip hard, and she felt herself being pulled in two directions. On one side, Amber was there, and she couldn’t deny how much she wanted to sink her claws and tongue into her soon to be slave. She could also help Jenny and Daphne who she wanted to grow closer with…a win-win situation.

But a groan from Riley thanks to Isabella’s hot ass using every inch of its incredibly rounded muscle made the professional hesitate in attacking Amber, Marissa, or Maggie. “Damn it.” She huffed under her breath; she wouldn’t make the same mistake again.

Meanwhile, Isabella’s dark tanned ass was indeed humping into Riley’s cunt with hard pumps, the boob boxing over as they began to fuck each other into the ground. How it started was a lick, and it quickly devolved into humping, and wet sexes rubbing hotly on the other’s strong thighs.

Now the sorority girl’s legs were wide open and taking the fucking while giving it back the best she could from the base position. The titfight had ended with her on the bottom again, her proud full tits squished down on her chest and mushroomed by the other student. She snarled as her sweaty breasts felt compressed under such a heavy pair of her sexy rival. Her pink nipples though sharp were almost inverted into the other brown pair rubbing hers so rigid and raw. This time though, they yearned for a deeper more intimate contact won out between the pair and after being forced down, Isabella started to fuck her, and Riley was fucking back. Their cunt slaps were loudly and wet and when their clits touched, they gasped even louder.

“Your weak little titties still feel soft under mine!” Isabella snarled and got an animalistic snarl right back from her fellow student. It was tough to focus on her swelling breasts while her pussy was thrust, and their vaginas met and ground. Their engorged pink nether lips would touch, then split and rotate around each other forcing them to pant and sending waves of pleasure through every nerve. It was making them involuntarily squeeze their sexes, getting their inner folds some action with their legs spread nice and wide to the point they could sense the lightest of grips between their groins.

Isabella drove her hot ass harder into Riley making the bottom girl groan loud enough to be heard around the room. Their clits were finding each other, the rotations of their hips becoming smaller and more precise. Even though they were the least oiled, the sweat exploding on them gave them an equal shine. Riley didn’t try escaping, she didn’t want to, she wanted to win. Her tanned legs still spread until they finally wrapped around Izzy’s sexy waist keeping them nice and tight. It also helped limit just how hard Isabella could fuck her like this as her thrusts from the bottom didn’t seem to have as much force behind them. Their faces were close, but they were not kissing, instead, whispering threats and obscenities.

“Little bitch.”
“Fuck you whore.”
“I’m the hottest and best fuck of our year!”
“Only you care about that.”
“No! You and your roomie do! You should have joined the sonority’s so we could have all hung out and been friends!” Riley gasped, then shut her mouth with tight lips, and even as she was getting pussy fucked, she groaned, “I didn’t mean that! I don’t want to hang out with your roomie or you! Marissa is…lame.” Though her voice sounded lame as she said it.

‘This again?’ Isabella thought of the sorority girl’s weirdness and how hot her body was feeling under her. It was like she was fighting two people, the slut sorority bitch who tried and act like a queen, but also a nerdy slut who was an airhead and wanted to be best friends with her and Marissa. Who was the real Riley? She had no idea, but the best way to find out was to fuck it out of her again, and then get back to finishing Bianca. But, after a perfect hump between the two students, that made Riley moan even louder, Isabella felt someone come up behind her.

“Get off her, you failure of an intern!” Bianca hissed as she came up behind the two fucking students on the ground. She stretched down and took two full handfuls of the long black curly hair on top, then pulled it like a robe. At the same time, Riley pushed Izzy’s shoulders so that she was half lifted separating their big sweaty breasts. Bianca fell all the way back onto her own pale ass with a thump taking the hair with her. This, in turn, pulled a screaming Izzy off Riley, first to her knees and then onto her ass right in front of Bianca. Now sitting behind her ex-intern, Bianca wrapped the struggling Isabella up with her arms underneath the student’s big breasts, pushing them up with her forearms while also using her legs to split her limps apart on the caret. They looked like they were about to ride a carnival ride the way their bodies aligned in this seating position.

“Bianca, get off me!” Izzy cried as she was forced to lean back into the hot librarian, the soft pale breasts like pillows on her back. The professional ignored her and only responded by squeezing Izzy’s tits harder, making the dancer hiss and throw her head back onto the pale shoulder in an attempt to bite the professional.

“Riley, eat her fucking pussy, and make her as wet as you can!” Bianca ordered, then she whispered into the trapped woman’s ear, “Looks our truce is over Isabella…” Then she licked the lobe while fondling the big boobs in her hands at the same time.

The sorority girl sat up in a flash, her face covered in sweat, and open her pink pussy leaking cum from the trib. She saw the situation in front of her, how Bianca was helping her, and that she had just been freed from taking the hard fucking Isabella’s ass had been giving her.

“Oh! Okay...yes! Thank you, B!” The sorority girl gasped, trying to control her erratic breathing. A cocky grin came to her lips she shot at Bianca who gave her a rare genuine smile back. With that, the redhead rolled up and forward onto her stomach, with her face between the nice wide labia of Isabella. She blew just a little cool air on it, and then covered it with her wet hungry mouth, tasting both herself and Isabella’s mixed juices.

The Spanish girl gave a hot wail signaling her frustration and arousal as she was tag teamed by the two ridiculously different yet attractive women. Trapped between the sex queen professional who was nipping her neck lightly with her pearly white teeth and the ‘fake’ haughty sorority girl between her legs licking her pussy expertly. The former’s tongue proved a lot fiercer than she expected, slithering between her smooth flushed pussy lips erotically and making her squirm. Riley was just starting to suck out the cum drooling out of her, but it was impossible to tell what was spit and what was cum, thanks to how wetly the sorority girl was eating her out. She was applying more than the average amount of spit, drooling, and then slurping it up loudly on her clit to Izzy’s despair. The brown yes wanted to yank those two red pigtails but every time she reached down; her tits switched from being teased to being clawed painfully and she had to try and stop that first.

“Oh god! No, fuck.” She cried, the sound coming from between her legs alone making her clench the tongue like she was pinching it. Riley’s knife was digging into her far deeper than she expected the woman could go in this position. It felt like her groin was getting slobbered on but with a strategy and she really liked it…except of course by the person who was doing it to her. The sorority girl’s blue eyes were huge and seemed to be giving Isabella a ‘please let me continue to look...’, the same type of look and smirk Marissa had used on her before during her slave period. These anime sluts were a type, she thought with a grimace before moaning again thanks to Bianca pinching her hard nipples and licking her neck.

While Isabella continued to struggle against the wet mouth of Riley while being held in place by Bianca’s large tits, the other fights were progressing in different ways. Maggie and Marissa had just started spitting in each other’s open mouths and rolling around in less of a fight and more of a daring challenge, seeing who would back down from the nastier girl. So far, with their mouths full, neither was even close to apologizing.

The band girls were still in their three-way fight where every tit and ass cheek were slapped, bite and licked with no inhibition. A few months full of jealousy between them all lain to bear, thanks to how well the band was doing…and who was most responsible for their growing social media presence. They used their sex appeal, and the best sex appeal was obviously the reason, so that had to be settled.

At that second, Jenny was again on the bottom, growling with Daphne sitting her nice fat ass on her breasts like a seat in a schoolgirl pin. “You want to use that mouth now Jenny? Figure out how to hit your notes!” She was planning on rubbing her cunt into the singer’s face quickly, but Amber was up again and came behind her before she had the chance. The weight was heavy on Jenny, but she didn’t hesitate when Amber slapped her tits into Daphne’s back and forced her hips an extra inch forward. She penetrated Daphne’s pussy with her tongue, the drummer cried out held down like this and desperately trying to break free.

At that very instant, Silvia and Natalie had made their way down to the first floor. They had been delayed thanks to the very high Natalie deciding she had to go get more sex toys from Silvia’s room because ‘those sexy pigtail girls might need them to fight or make up. They were so cute with their little argument!’ They knew the chase had gone downstairs, then they just had to follow the mud trail down the hall. Just by entering the hallway, their ears started picking up some very interesting sounds, as if one of Silvia’s orgies was happening in the furthest room. But as the homeowner walked through her house, she felt a little twitch in her one visible right grey eye. ‘This is why I keep the orgies and such down in the basement.’ She thought with a grimace on her normally smiling face. Her house was already a mess thanks to all these sluts not willing to simply stay in the basement. It didn’t escape her that she had been the one who originally kicked them out after she had gotten knocked down by Maggie, but they should have come back IN if they planned to fight in other places besides the living room in her fucking oil pit. And she allowed that because Jenny pulled her little ‘I won our last fight’ card again, but Silvia swore it would be for the last time she would give in to the singer’s demands.

Though as she and Natalie finally entered the living room, Silvia’s mind almost went blank at the sight. There in front of her were eight hot, nude, and very sexually aggressive women, all engaged in some form of sex and combat. A pulse of desire she had never felt before rocked her to her core and for the first time in a while, she forgot about the upcoming fight with the other bar that had been dominating her mind. It was like an orgy, but 100 times better with the woman involved…there was just one issue. It was happening in her living room, and NOT in the ring…to the point, even her sluttier side couldn’t stop the annoyance seeping in seeing her destroyed carpet, couch, and walls. Jenny had fucking promised that they would cover the room in plastic, but it seemed the singer and Daphne had only done half of it before they got Amber alone and started this fight.

“What the fuck is this?!” She yelled out, standing naked in the doorway dragging a high giggling Natalie behind her looking who looked over the bartender’s shoulder. Even with the homeowner’s outburst, none of the three groups had noticed or paid attention to the new arrivals as they wrestled and fucked in the oil.

“Wow! Look at all the hot girls! Oh my god!” Natalie squealed, her eyes darting back and forth between the number of tits out and asses on display. It was impossible to pick between the redhead and blonde spitting, the three band girls sucking each other’s tits, and the black-haired student getting eaten by the other student while held by the raven-haired librarian.

Getting ignored made the one visible blue-grey eye twitch. “You all are messing up my house! I knew having an oil pit in my living room was a dumb idea…god damn it, Jenny!” Silvia yelled again, a little shake in her arms, and again she was ignored.

Natalie was not following along with that thought line like Silvia and started giggling at her reaction, “Really? Why do you care about that Silvy…you have orgies here, this looks like your fantasy? We can find out the best fuck! The real sex queen who is here tonight.”

“Yeah…but the orgies are down in the basement like this should be!” Though the longer she watched the more her mind began to work. She had her team to defend to the Showtime…but to test them both here, to see if they would be one of the last remaining women. That would be a big sign. She could test herself too and that alone made her desperate to join the fray.

Natalie was still a few steps behind and was swaying on the spot high as a kite. “Well, the hot redhead who beat you is here, and she is spitting on the energy loving blonde from before, and also is dating that other hot blonde who I fucked, who is fighting Jenny and Daphne, that hot drummer…so you could get some quick payback or fuck someone new?” Her blue eyes fell back on Marissa and Maggie who were almost making out now. Tongues slashing, and if had ever been friends, it didn’t look like it. The kissing was very aggressive like were trying to choke each other, their mouths wide and spit drooling between their maws. Then they would lean back, spit on the other’s-colored lips and then dive back in for another round of hate kissing. Even stoned, Natalie felt the pressure between her legs shoot up at the sight, “This does look really funnnnn, let’s join.”

Silvia didn’t respond as she was working out in her head how to turn this to her advantage, but a little smile came to Natalie’s blue lips as she looked down at Silvia’s full ass, her own libido skyrocketing and wanting more than anything to be a part of what the fuck was happening around them. “Well! You think about it Silvy, but I think it’s a perfect time for us to find out which of us is the better fuck, I also want my lead bartender position back at the Showtime if you can’t last longer than me!”

“What?” Silvia confusingly responded catching only the final sentence. She turned her head but not in time. Natalie had already thrown the double-headed dildo down and strap-on into the ring, before wrapping her arms around Silvia’s thin waist. Then, she thrust them up shoving Silvia’s own tits up like she was wearing a pushup bra. “Ow! Nat!” She hissed, but Natalie was literally giggling as she flung herself and a wailing Silvia into the oil pit roughly landing on their sides with a thud. The impact was more jarring to the bartender, and she was quickly forced onto her front with Nat behind and on top of her. Before Silvia could even react, the blue-haired girl’s tatted arm was already down between her big ass with some oil on her fingers.

“You bitch! Whose team are you on!?” Silvia snarled but couldn’t stop the light moan as her tight pussy lips were spread and teased from behind by the sex-crazy hippie.

“Your team! But I also want my old job if I win, and I have fewer enemies here than you doooooo though, so good luck lasting longer down here than me Silvy!”

Another twitch on her blue-grey eye, but now she was oily, so might as well find out if she was as good as she knew, “Fine Nat! But when I win, you will be the Showtime’s first full-time striper.” She yelled, and only got a playful giggle in response. At least now, it gave her a better excuse to fuck her old friend and everyone else in the ring, Silvia thought with a smirk. She would find out where she stood and where her future teammates stood in this group of sexual women. All for the Showtime, but her mind struggled to think further into the future as Nat’s fingers split her pussy lips and her hair was then pulled bending her up, “Good horsey.” The high girl giggled and then smacked the bartender’s fine ass.

While that was occurring, in the middle of the three-way fight, Amber had now mounted Daphne while at the same time the drummer was in a trib fight with Jenny. But at the same time, both Jenny and Daphne sat up, and pushed Amber off to the left, the blonde letting out a cry as she landed on her shoulder in the oil, the two bandmates slapping their tits together in a see-saw battle with the sexy obstacle no longer between them.

The blonde fell off the other two women, almost thankful to not take further sexual pleasure from the drummer or singer as they started dueling more intimately between them. She caught her breath and let her brown eyes glance around the room. They almost rolled to the back of her head when she saw Maggie and Marissa holding each other down, spitting on each other in long globs that the other girl caught with an angry but quite aroused face. It was hot, and she wanted to keep watching her girlfriend and best friend spit fight, but her blonde hair was torn by Daphne and her attention returned to the fight. Her face was pulled forward, and her tongue was sucked into Jenny’s mouth like a mini blowjob.

Next to the other two matches happening in the small pit, as Amber had noticed, Marissa and Maggie were still in their own little spit fight world, completely ignoring everyone and everything else. On top and fully nude between Maggie’s legs, Marissa opened her mouth and let her wet tongue hang out. Maggie watched as the student drooled three lines of thick spit, one off of her top lip, one off of her bottom lip and one from the tongue itself down towards Maggie. The goo salivated slowly, but the redhead was patient and opened her mouth accordingly just as it reached her red lips. She caught all the goo and then turned it into one big glob that she swished around in her mouth several seconds before she rolled back on top. Instead of doing the same, she brought her mouth directly onto Marissa’s letting their eyelashes flicker. They weren’t kissing, but their lips were indeed touching before Maggie opened her maw and let the several teaspoons of mixture pour into Marissa’s open mouth. The cosplayer even went “Ahhhh”, for the full effect that made Maggie’s sex quiver knowing her ex-friend was taking it all into her orifice.

“Spit slut.” Maggie moaned mouth to mouth once she had released it all. This competition with her sexy, Enemy? Rival? Friend? She really wasn’t sure what Marissa was now. But she did know she felt the desire, a desire to dominate or be dominated by her and find out which had the superior sexual abilities.

“Takes two to get this filthy…” Marissa gargled back before kissing the other girl again for a long time, forcing their spit to be swallowed as their tongues splashed the mixture around their mouths. Each time they broke away to breathe, there were 5 or 6 strings of spit connecting the red and neo lips for almost 6 inches until they snapped. The sight increased their heavy breathing only pushed their tits deeper into the other soft yielding balls of fat.

“Apologize…and I won’t drown you in spit.” The blonde breathed, making sure her nipples were perfectly stabbing into the other pink pair.

“Don’t make threats you can’t keep…Mari.”

“I won’t Mags.”

“Then, let’s play with more than just this goo.” The redhead finished and shifted her body from the top. The movement they let their labia touch for the first time made Marissa and Maggie squeal at the delicious contact. It had been building for them for almost a year and a half, and now they finally touched nude sexes. It felt dangerously good, and though it was not as wet as their faces thanks to how much they had spit on each other; it was close.

Marissa began to move her hips, spreading her oily lips onto Maggie’s who grunted and thrust back as their cunts began to mold and intimately grapple in this new way.

“I’ll fuck you down Marissa.”
“Bring it, Maggie.”

The foreplay had already gotten their clits unfurled and ready to touch and duel. There was nothing that could stop them from finishing each other in their little oily spity corner…except one thing.

“You fucking bitches!” A voice carried over the room, loud enough to be heard over the cry of the band member's mess, and the newcomers of Natalie and Silvia, the former being ridden like a horse while finger fucked. Both the spit covered girl’s ears perked at the sound of Maggie’s best friend, and Marissa’s roommate in distress, and they finally broke out of their little duel to notice the world around them. First, Maggie had to do a double-take as she watched Silvia get masturbated from behind by the blue-haired girl’s tatted arm right next to them. When the hell did, they get here? And weren’t they friends? Silvia’s face definitely looked turned on, but she also had an annoyed expression that she was getting pumped like this.

The band girls were the same, but Marissa and Maggie ignored that chaos to look outside of the ring from where the voice had come from. At the same time, they froze even with at least four strings of thick spit between their lips and one that had somehow created a bridge between their foreheads. “Izzy!!!” They screamed in unison seeing the predicament the other girl had found herself in between Riley and Bianca. The Spanish girl’s body was rocking in turn with the tongue thrusts that Riley was slowly giving her, helped by Bianca slapping her hips into Isabella’s from behind and holding her arms.

Marissa and Maggie broke apart in a flaying of limbs, slapping juicy asses and thighs, along with every other part they could reach in an attempt to free themselves from the wet form of the other. “Move! I need to help her!” Marissa hissed, finally getting to her feet, though it was difficult in the rubbery oil.

“No! Get out of my way, I can help her better!” Maggie yelled back, grappling at Marissa’s arm, and getting on her feet as well. They both might have made it out of the ring in a quick jump, but as they passed in front of Silvia and Natalie, the bartender reached forward and snatched the passing redhead’s foot. Maggie yelped as she was tripped, pulling Marissa backwards with her in a crash onto the other two women with screams escaping all their lips.

The nude blonde landed on Natalie who was thrown off her sexy seat, ‘aka Silvia’s back’. In fact, the hippie ended up on her hind, with Marissa laying on her tits from the side. But when the hippie looked up, she gave a shout of glee seeing which woman had landed on her. “Woh! Energy Spit girl! I still want to talk to you!!! I brought your toy, but I dropped it somewhere.” The hippie explained as Marissa looked up at her perplexed, her head resting on the large, tatted pillows of her chest. When she didn’t respond, Natalie’s lips went into a little smirk, “Do you want to fight me or watch with me!?” She asked now in an overly excited tone at the pigtail wearing girl. Still unclear, Marissa followed the hippie’s red shot eyes that moved towards the center of the ring where Maggie and Silvia were getting up to their own knees, and a little ‘ahh’ escaped the anime girl’s lips.

Silvia had pushed herself up on her knees, now nice and oily just in time to see Maggie getting up as well after her sudden ‘fall’. The redhead’s heart-shaped ass was sticking out behind her, and Silvia felt the urge to lick and then bite the glutes that seemed to taunt her more than any other.

“Woops, sorry Maggie…didn’t notice it was you.” She innocently said, biting one of her fingers with her brown hair covering her left eye. The sultry girl was in her best form…recovered enough from the absolute devastating orgasm that had rocked her body so hard in the ring. And turned on again thanks to Natalie’s little ride. She might be the redhead’s slave as of tomorrow, but getting revenge, and fucking Maggie into a paste was now her highest priority.

The curly-haired girl smiled at the husky tone coming from Silvia’s lips; it seemed her rival was back in form. She then licked her lips slowly, running them wetly around her dark red pair that had just been covered in Marissa’s spit. A part of her wished she was still fresh, but with how wild and insane this night had been…it was only natural she would find herself slutting herself up with the bartender again in her current state. A real test to see who could continue to go after all they had both been through.

“Silvia…and here I thought we worked everything out when I left you nearly passed out in the ring.” The librarian taunted as she eyed her longtime rival’s sexy body. Those big full tits and that ass that earned her more tips at the bar every work night. Though they had already established the winner and terms of their duel below, seeing each other again meant all bets were off. Her green eyes took in Silvia and sent a thrill of hate in her blood. Even though she considered her and Silvia to be close...friends? Hate friends? She wasn’t sure how they would ever be sex teammates because unless they were calm after their bouts (which was so rare for them to be drained like that) they felt an unquenchable thirst to finish the other woman fully and completely. And of course, the winner had to take her rightful seat…on the other loser’s face.

It seemed the bartender was having equally dirty thoughts, “Oh, we did work it out baby, but I guess this is what love is like.” Silvia laughed with a second lick of her lips, “I mean, not like you and Amber’s love, more like hate-love; I love to hate you, and you love to hate me…but don’t worry our little peaceful moment did happen and you did win our fight. I’m still your slave as of tomorrow, and you will still be on my sex fight team for the Showtime in a few weeks.” But as Silvia looked around the room of sexfighting attractive women with her one visible eye, she almost started shaking again. “But I want to have the best and be the best.” And when the grey-blue orb found Maggie’s green, the librarian would have sworn it was glowing in excitement. “Sitting on your face Maggie and playing with your beaten body…it is just too good to pass up. I mean, after what you did to me down in the basement...I think a little quick payback is due.”

Maggie literally giggled at the explanation and nodded her head at her rival, “I’m glad you agree and accept that you will be my bitch. And yeah, I said it first, we are close, but I guess I need to deal with you again so that you know your place.” Maggie breathed her face a twisted grin, the sexfighting bitch she could be, the competitive girl that had hidden so long, fully taking over. Silvia, Bianca, Jenny, this Natalie, and Daphne…hell even Marissa, Isabella, and her girlfriend Amber. The competition…the feeling that drove her to show off her body, she wanted to be the best at sex, be the most desirable, and make these other women cry out from under her was so strong. So many others too, Teagan…her rival Paige…they were everywhere, and besides just helping her friends…she wanted it, wanted to keep winning this crazy game. And that meant first meant fucking Silvia again, getting her on her back and making her nice and tame.

“Oh…bring it on. I am going to be the best fuck in this city, and I’m going to start with you again. So, let’s play again…slut.” Silvia snarled, her hot body tense, her nipples hard, and her pussy more than ready to rub up on another sex.

“Gladly…slut.” Maggie hissed back, and there was nothing else to say.

A second later, Maggie and Silvia launched themselves at each other, smashing their sloppy tits in a scream of agony and pain. They were almost diagonal, connected by the tits for a few seconds before crumpling their sides, legs open and jostling to get atop the other. The redhead’s last thought outside her fight was hoping that Marissa could help Izzy because the other part of her had won out. She needed to fuck Silvia back into the submissive bitch and already was sure she made the right choice as their hot bodies united again.

A few feet away watching the ‘show’, Marissa couldn’t believe how easy Maggie and Silvia seemed to mix their aggression and desire to fuck each other so effortlessly. It was almost impossible to look away as Silvia’s massive tits swayed trying to hold the nude resisting Maggie down while the redhead pulled her rival’s hair. Yet, after watching a few extra seconds, she knew she had to get to Izzy. She rolled up, and Natalie let out a sigh of annoyance at the loss of contact between herself and the blonde for the second time in one night. “I’m sorry! I’ll be back!” Marissa cried behind her, not really knowing why she said it as she finally rolled out of the ring and onto the carpet. Though still on the other side of the room where Isabella was trapped.

The blue-haired girl let out a sigh, and quickly counted there were four other women in the ring not including her…one was missing, but her head was too filled with other ideas to react to that. Next to her was the wet strap on she had taken from Silvia’s room, with the cum from Marissa and Riley still on it. Taking hold of the toy, she uncrossed her legs and brought it to her mouth; letting her tongue rotate on the head of the dick and watching the two pairs of women fighting like a free sex show. But man, she was bored of watching, “Eenie Meenie Miney Mo…” she hummed as she stopped sucking and pulled the strap up her toned legs with a little grin.

Outside the ring, Isabella was about to cum, her resistance ending as she moaned from the deepest part of her throat. Her heart was going wild under her chest, and she had no way to defend herself with the professional slut holding her still. The two trappers could tell she was close just by how she was humping into Riley’s tongue, so Bianca started oozing spit down the Spanish girls’ tits and using it to wetly soak her bouncing breasts. Her brown nipples were being pinched just right, already sore from the short titfight she and Riley had engaged in and that pain, pleasure mix was making her groan. Izzy’s pussy was clenching on the tongue, and her thrashing had gotten her nowhere. Her clit wanted to pop; she was so close and when Riley kissed it again, wetly covering it in warm spit, she almost cracked.

She let out one last moan when suddenly Bianca cried out in surprise and Izzy felt her legs and body go free from the binding. She snapped her legs closed on Riley’s head whose blue eyes shot open in panic as Isabella twisted her to her side, her cunt seconds from exploding as Riley reached up and tried to pinch the Spanish girl’s nipples, do anything to get her to go over the teetering edge.

Behind the struggling students, the new arrival pulled Bianca away a few feet by her wet black hair. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing to Izzy?” Amber snarled, finally having broken away from the band three-way masturbating that had become a one versus one trib contest between Jenny and Daphne still in the ring.

“Bitch! Let go of me!” Bianca hissed, trying to turn around, but Amber was already ahead of her. The punk girl stepped forward with her feet on each side of Bianca’s hips, and before the pale woman could sit up or react, Amber dropped to her knees. In doing so, she slammed her gym-built ass directly on Bianca’s face roughly, rubbing her oily wet glutes and pussy all over her intense rival’s face. Bianca screamed into the blonde’s ass, knowing exactly who was doing this to her and what this humiliating move looked like. She slapped the tanned ass and flung her long strong limbs up, but she hadn’t had to because Amber wasn’t here to struggle that way. In fact, she was here for revenge, and the sexy blonde was already leaning down after avoiding the flinging limbs. Bianca let out a second cry as her sexy pussy lips were covered by Amber’s hungry mouth, the punk girl using her arms to push Bianca’s toned legs apart. She began to lick and suck her rival’s labia, but this shift of her body gave Bianca the room to do the same, and instead of pushing Amber’s juicy ass away, Bianca pulled the buns closer and apart to dive her taster into the wet sex atop her. Instantly growls of frustration turned into moans of desire as they ate each other out far more aggressively than any of the other women had so far this night.

Thanks to Amber taking Bianca off her, Isabella was able to lean up and take hold of the two pigtails of red hair between her locked legs. Riley’s blue eyes flashed in fear from the pressure, but she kept her nails dug into Isabella’s thighs and held her ground thanks to having her arms wrapped around the dancer’s long limbs. She kept her face right in front of Isabella’s groin even as the legs constricted; the dancer’s sexy thighs determined to crush her.

“Get off!” Isabella panted and attempted to pull off Riley off her soaked pussy by the pigtails, but the sorority girl’s lips had locked onto her swollen clit once again. It felt like her entire groin had been dripped into a warm wet bath making it impossible for the dancer to fully focus on escaping with how close she was to exploding. She was going to cum if this kept going for another second, and squeezed harder with her legs, trying to end this standoff.

Riley gasped at the pressure the toned pythons provided and finally needed to release for her head to be free. But as she was pulled away by the hair, a final wet pop and flicking of her tongue did the trick, the other student's clit going haywire, and Isabella lost her grip on red locks with a cry. “FUCK ME!” Isabella cried, her body entering the start of a pleasure path, falling back down and giving a cry out in happiness and frustration as she began to cum. Her legs lost their compression and that gave the chance for Riley to dig her tongue back between the sex folds like a swirling snake and a sound of glee. She began to swallow back the cum that leaked out and even search for every little drop that Isabella could give. She arched her back, her heart-shaped ass in the air, and that sight only made Isabella cum harder. “God fuck! Yes! Riley…you freak.” The dancer moaned, rocking into the tongue as her body released the endorphins for the third time that night, her gasps higher pitched than before.

Riley took the mouthful of cum as Isabella finally stopped shaking, the dancer’s breathing returning to somewhat normal after a good 15 seconds of gratification. When she felt Riley’s mouth leave her sex, she groaned and looked up, only to find their mouths slapped together. Isabella was still on the end tail of her orgasm and struggled to kiss back as her teeth and tongue were covered in her own discharge and she groaned as it overflowed their mouths. They moaned in unison as their sore breasts touched again as the sorority forced the other student to swallow back as much cum as she could take down her throat “Ugh!” Isabella groaned unable to pull away with one of Riley’s hands holding the back of her head, keeping their tongues moving and dominating the messy exchange.

When Riley broke the dirty kiss, she took a few extra seconds to lick the sides of Izzy’s face cleaning her expertly, before sucking up any excess in the other student’s mouth that she hadn’t been forced to drink. Satisfied, she allowed Isabella to lay down fully and the Spanish girl groaned in the aftermath, trying to relax her pulsing sex. Could she recover from this, she wasn’t sure…but she was nearing her sexual limit for the night.

Riley hopped up to her feet, catching her breath as cum and spit dripped off her lips. She looked down at the collapsed Isabella and felt an urge to continue, and ensure the bitch was done. Those big brown tits still looked so taut on the other student’s chest even after their bashing, and that waist to hips ratio should be illegal. ‘She could play so many characters…’, Riley couldn’t help but think and for a second, she wondered what it would have been like if she and Izzy had been paired together as roommates. Would they both had ended up sexfighting? Maybe, and again she felt the desire to rub her pussy or tits into the other student's face for a good long minute, but she couldn’t afford to perform that humiliating action right now.

Instead, she leaned down by the hips near Isabella’s face, “Now we are even.” She spat, before flipping her wet red pigtails back, and standing to her full height. She was sore in many places but still could go…as long as she played it somewhat safe with how hard she had been fucked before Bianca evened them out. The most important thing was returning the favor of being saved and helping her mentor/new best friend who was just a few feet away in a tight 69 with the really hot blonde from the hotel who had pulled her away…‘Marissa’s best friend.’ She knew.

And what a 69 it was between Bianca and Amber, arguably the two most aggressive and sexy bitches in the room. Yet, they seemed calm and collected from the outside now that they had unlocked each other’s head from their legs. They seemed to be feasting and biting with no intention of running away, renewing a contest that started two weeks ago in the fancy hotel room. Hate, desire, a mix that made them spread their firm glutes and thighs in an almost dare like manner for this eating contest, not resisting in the slightest. Amber’s beautiful face was lost in Bianca’s ass cheeks and vice versa, the sounds of slurping and smacking dominating that corner of the room. The punk girl used her long tongue everywhere, running and switching between the tight asshole and succulent pussy, increasingly soaking the small space in between the two holes. The professional sex was so perfect looking that it made Amber feel crazy, crazy this woman fucked her girlfriend and almost ruined her life, and crazier that she had lost just two weeks ago to this very sex. She needed to find a flaw, and by eating it, sucking the vulva, teasing this professional whore’s clit, she would make it explode until she did. They moaned in sequence but continued, tightening their constriction, and ignoring everything else in the room.

Ready to help, Riley moved forward but was only able to take one step forward when a familiar body and face jumped in her path. Marissa was standing there, finally. Too late to save Isabella thanks to Maggie being dumb, she thought, but not late enough to stop her from helping Amber. In her hands was a big pink double-headed dildo compliment of Natalie and Silvia joining the battle.

“Hi, Riley! Did you miss me?” Marissa asked, her tits bouncing as she moved, almost giddy that she would get to renew their fight.

The sorority girl’s face scrunched up like Marissa had said something very personally offending, “No, like, not at all. Why would I miss you? Because you’re actually really fun and I secretly want to hang out with you? Pshhh, you wish freak.” Riley laughed though it sounded awkwardly forced, and Marissa couldn’t help looking at the nude redhead funny. She almost questioned it, but then shook her head almost use to the other woman’s weird outbursts, “Whatever. YOU’RE the freak, and you aren’t going to interrupt them, my best friend is fucking your best friend and is going to beat her!”

“Umm, no! My new best friend is fucking yours! She already beat her once, and she doesn’t need my help!” It seemed another childish argument might have started but Marissa gave Riley very taunting smirk instead.

“Hmm, well if both our best friends don’t need our help, then how about we settle our thing? Let’s play the same game we did upstairs, but this time at the same time.” Marissa breathed hotly, holding up the pink double-headed dildo which needed no further explanation. She then twisted it around her fingers and popped one side into her mouth, sucking it with a few quick bobs of the head, and finishing with a loud slurp. Done, she offered the other side to Riley with a little shake that traveled down from the shaft to the penis-shaped head. And with Marissa standing there, sexy, nude, oiled, not many people could turn down…and Riley was indeed not one of them.

Her lips felt dry at the sight and offer she had just been presented with the toy. Even with all the fights going around them, she felt drawn to Marissa…for reasons that she would never admit to herself. Smiling but with cruel intentions, she walked forward with two big sexy steps and took the other side of the dildo, their fingers almost touching on the shaft. Now standing erotically close to Marissa, who didn’t move an inch and ensured their bodies would brush ‘accidentally’ when they breathed.

With a leer, the sorority girl bent her knees and took her side of the dildo inside her mouth. Impressively, she seemed to swallow her half, basically deep throating it for a few seconds. The sounds of the gagging made Marissa breathe a little heavier as she watched Riley’s throat move with the toy. She almost looked like she was trying to choke herself, and when she pulled it out, long lines of thick spit held her side for almost a near foot. But instead of gasping or gawking, Marissa simply smirked and performed the same trick bringing the toy to the back of her throat and expertly showing her skills, each girl able to easily take the five inches if not more and were more desperate than ever to have a real dick between them next time.

Finished with their deep sucking display, Riley brought their faces together in a standoff, letting their lips touch and the wet dildo bend and squish between their soft breasts.
“I just sucked off your roommate anime girl, and I’ll do the same to you once I split your weak pussy with this toy.”

Marissa scoffed, “Please, I bet Izzy gets back up, but I’m glad I’m the one who gets to deal with you now…you’re mine, freak.”

“No, you’re mine FREAK!” Riley spat back, and then continued with equal fury, “I’m not leaving you alone again until I know you are done for the night!”

“Good, let’s finish this final level between us then.”

“Yeah…I bet you can hear boss music when I’m around.” Riley teased, a tiny smirk almost breaking out on her scowling face because she loved the idea of her own theme. But she wouldn’t get Marissa the satisfaction of their similarities for the millionth time, so before the blonde could respond she reached up and pulled one of the yellow pigtails. This started another aggressive kiss, but Marissa matched her slash for slash and suck for suck. Their heads bounced back and forth by the lips as each co-ed dominated the smooch with her tongue for a few seconds. Marissa could taste Isabella, a taste she was quite used to, covering every inch of Riley’s wet mouth. She began to suck the leftover cum out, but Riley snapped them apart with a wet smack. “Hey! That’s my cum that I got from YOUR roommate.”

“Hehe, I don’t care, I have had plenty of that cum before, but not enough of yours. I’ll just suck you even more dry once I finish you.” Marissa whispered back, not even bothering to glance around the room at all the other fights as they focused on their rival. The coeds then dropped to their asses on the white dirty carpet and widened their legs for each other a second time this night. Using one hand Marissa spread her sex lips, “Take a look Riley, I’m going to beat you now with this sex.”

Riley smiled and did the same, her wet sex opening wide thanks to her fingers, “Noppppeee. I’m going to use my sex and pump you dry.” With that said, Riley and Marissa, each took their soaked end of the phallic-shaped toy and crossed their legs to the point they could feel the heat of the other woman’s sex a foot away. At the same time, they pressed it into their wet pussies, stretching them out and letting out little gasps as the other woman moved to make them shudder. Once it was secure, they began to move their hips with three inches of plastic still visible, firm sexy bouncing tits and pigtails starting to sway. They began to grip the toy in a way they like to show off, their holds on the toy were their only defense as they began to try and fuck the other girl into a coma.

“Till one of us is done….Riley-sama.” Marissa gasped, and she spit on Riley’s left bouncing breast. With the oil and sweat, it was hard to tell the difference which liquid was on her, but it still turned Riley on even more.

“Yeah…Marissa…sama. I’m going to enjoy making you choke on this toy when we are done.” And she spit back. The shaft was removed from sight fully a second later when the co-eds ended up on their backs and pressed their groins together. The toy went deep, maybe even further than the strap-on fight. Soon they began arching their backs up to get any sort of leverage so she could grip the dildo with her pussy and work it deeper into her opponent. Neither wanted to call for help, the two co-eds were determined to be the one to finish off the other student, cosplayer, and sex nerd tonight for good.

As the double dildo fight began slowly, the other fights around the sex-filled room were exploding. Many, if not all the women were beginning to feel the effects of the marathon of sex and violence, they had found themselves engaged in this night.

Jenny and Daphne had locked into a trib fight, pussy on pussy grinding with their bodies. But now, the hot drummer found herself on her back in the less dominant position of the singer, her leg on Jenny’s shoulder, and was starting to take more than she could give. “Oh fuck, damn!” Daphne cried, her clit and Jenny’s sawing each other and making her once again feel the desire to cum.

“You should…just know…your place in the back of our band…as our fucking drummer Daphne!” Jenny howled down at her hot rival and bandmate. Daphne’s chest did look like the best set of drums in the group, the nicely tanned mounds jiggling up and down as she was fucked near the center of the oily ring. Jenny was literally bouncing on her, and for the bottom girl, it was hard to look away from the singer’s own shaking boobs and the side of the singer’s fuckable ass working into her.

“No! I wouldn’t be where I am if I always sat back…I’m always going to try and beat you!” The drummer snarled back and shifted her hips so that their vulva would split each thrust. They moaned as their sexes worked getting deeper into the other, folds nearing the ability to clench and grip. After a few seconds, Jenny stopped her thrusting and began to do a slow grind back and forth, their clits no longer separating and flicking the bottom girls who had begun to really lose control of her body.

“Oh fuck! Jenny! Fuck…I’m…” Daphne cried as her body began to break, her sex fused to her bandmates, and she had no way out.

“Yeah! You are gonna cum bitch.”!” Jenny howled as she pulled Daphne’s legs into her breasts and sunk her teeth lightly into the calf.

“Oh god…” Daphne cried and tried to sit up to reduce any amount of pressure that was pulsing out of her cunt. But Jenny used her one free hand to push Daphne’s shoulder back down, her tits jiggling as her body landed back onto the rubber and then Jenny ran her hand up Daphne’s chest, the drummer’s leg bending back towards her body.

“Be grateful…I won’t finish you as well as I could…but you are still going to cum now.” Jenny breathed, and Daphne let out a cry on the next thrust no longer able to respond as her pussy looked to clench on the other cunt. An explosion of cum between them leaked out as Daphne came under Jenny, and her orgasm began. Her legs froze and her mouth went into an O shape as she bit her lip in pleasure. “Oh fuck!” She cried, her pussy making her whole body clench at once. It almost peaked and might have ended the drummer’s night if her clit had been slashed again but true to her word, Jenny pulled back just enough to make sure Daphne wouldn’t cum in a gusher. Ironically, the bottom girl almost screamed in frustration by being given such a weak orgasm that would only tire her, and not shatter her remaining strength. It was like a half measure, the nerves firing, but not enough…almost like a failed orgasm. Mercy…she hated it, but she was also just a tiny bit thankful and accepted that still needed to practice this game to out fuck Jenny, and she would. But for now, at least, she could go finish some of the other sluts who had pissed her off.

While this had been occurring, Maggie and Silvia’s bodies smashed again on the ground as the oily animals snarled aggressively renewing what felt like an eternal struggle between them. The adrenaline thanks to the chance to sit on each other’s faces made them feral to the point bite marks became more frequent on their womanly forms. Again, and again sinking their white teeth into the other’s soft skin just hard enough to elicit cries of pain and a slap on the ass.

After a chest-to-chest showdown on their knees, Silvia was able to overpower and finally get atop Maggie’s hips even as the librarian clawed her rival’s big tits in retaliation. Silvia howled and sapped her babies free from the red claws and tried to push her palm into Maggie’s chin to keep her at bay, but the redhead caught her rival’s fingers in her mouth. For a second, Silvia thought Maggie was going to bite them hard, but instead, the redhead sucked them, running her tongue on the tips and even under the fingers as they switched tactics so quickly like only they could. Her eyebrows gave a little move as Silvia watched, her pussy dripping a bit ore cum onto Maggie’s toned tummy.

The bartender groaned, and quickly tried to return the erotic favor, but didn’t get the chance to suck the freckled girl’s nails. Maggie’s hand shot up gripped the brown hair covering her rival’s left eye. She pulled her down towards her face, something Silvia didn’t resist. Bouncing breasts stilled as they got up nice and close with a slight mushroom with Silvia laying down between Maggie’s open legs. They didn’t kiss, because Maggie stopped pulling and instead, they twirled their tongues into a whirlpool outside their puckered lips, soaking the skin around their mouths. For the experienced aggressive sex lovers, it was like a taster of many flavors, all the women who had swapped spit and cum that night filling their senses in a few swishes of their tasters slashing. After a good few twirls, they ended with a sexy string of spit between them. The green eyes flashed, and she leaned up as she felt her pussy pulse with the desire to attach itself to the sex just a few inches away from it.

Maggie brought her lips right onto Silvia’s ear, her heart-shaped ass pressed into the mat, while Silvia’s equally full bottom swayed back and forth, their sexes begging and taunting for direct contact. “When I get you alone slave, I’m making you have a threesome with me, loser gets fucked in the ass, the winner gets eaten out by her at the same time.” The redhead aggressively whispered into Silvia’s ear making the top girl shudder and the bottom girl smirk. She and Amber had talked about a threesome before, but the idea of doing one with Silvia made the threat level sky-high.

“Anywhere, anytime…slut. I’ll match you in anything with everyone invited.” Silvia breathed, and she felt a shake in her core as a person of desire and frustration. Was Maggie trying to out slut her? Trying to dare her into a game of sex? This bitch wins one fight and acts all high and mighty? Like she can throw down the challenges, Oh, now she really wanted to devour her, and at that second their sexes connected with moans of desire and erotic squelch.

On the other side of the ring, Daphne sat her oily body up as Jenny moved back on her knees watching her with her bright green eyes. The drummer glared at her hot singer for a long second, “Are we good?” Jenny questioned, ready to bounce again if Daphne tried anything.

But instead, the beaten girl nodded, “Yeah…we are good…for tonight.” And they grinned at one another as if an unsteady truce had been corrected. Then, the singer moved forward again and kissed her hard, dominating the mouth lock for a good few seconds until they snapped apart. Daphne gasping, only thankful she hadn’t been finished thanks to the singer’s sexual mercy…and she fucking hated that. She wanted to beat them, she wanted to lead…it was so annoying how good Amber and Jenny were at fucking.

But now, she had lost again in a sex duel and Jenny was eyeing her mouth to mouth, “Even after the shit you gave me tonight, I still want you as my number two…our band is going to be amazing.”

Daphne looked at her for a few seconds, “Yeah, but I want a rematch…just us two…soon.”

“I wouldn’t want it any other way baby.” As the singer looked around and took in the growling and continued chaos. “You think you could distract someone for me…” Jenny said in a hush.

Outside the ring, two other fights were still occurring and building towards a climactic ending, though a re-occurring argument had started once again.

“My costume was better, you stupid blonde!”

“Nuh-uh gingery whore! That’s why you cheated!”

“Grr, I’m going to turn you into a hentai slut for my sorority!”

“You already are one, and I’m too cool for that!”

“No! You are not!” Riley screamed and got hold of the dildo ramming it into Marissa’s pussy, the body of the other student taking it like a champ. Riley’s body was in full war, and Marissa’s was matching her wave after wave, she wanted to own this hot blonde. She wanted to come back from class, hide in her room, dress Marissa up and then suck her tits and clit when she was bored. They could do so many hot photoshoots, swapping costumes, then wrestling when they both wanted the same one. But that was impossible, and right now, she braced her young hot body and squeezed the toy as it was jammed back into her firmly.

On the far side of the long couch, Amber and Bianca screamed into each other’s cunts, the licking and nipping growing marks on the other’s skin. They were spanking and clawing asses with more tenacity to ensure the other’s pussy would not be able to escape. Amber wanted to cum, but only after she fucked Bianca down. She needed to beat this whore because she refused to let anyone else suck or fuck this delicious pink cunt except her. She dove back into the warm sex and felt Bianca shudder.

Elsewhere, while Jenny had been fighting Daphne, on the other fight in the ring, a threesome was happening, though not the one promised a minute prior. Silvia and Maggie had yet to grind one of their own firm apple bottoms into the other’s face and instead started to fuck each other down once again with their lovely sexes. But, right as the librarian and bartender had touched their female cores, a toy dick slipped into Silvia’s wet sex from behind. She howled in surprise as she was filled, the sensation incredible with her clit touching Maggie’s horn simultaneously. The redhead had moaned from the sexual contact as well but felt Silvia shake far more than she expected. Her green eyes looked behind their conjoined bodies where Natalie took had taken hold of Silvia’s hips and began to pound into her, groin to ass with the strap-on.

A few seconds ago, the picking game between the two fights had ended with the high girl’s wet finger pointing at the redhead and her sexy housemate…and it was exactly what Natalie had hoped for when she started. The other fight seemed to be wrapping up anyway with Jenny splitting the drummer’s pussy from the top spot. Daphne was already gripping the bottom of the oil pool and wailing at what looked to be soon the peak of a messy orgasm.

So as her game dictated, she had come up behind the struggling librarian and bartender, admiring their fleshy pussies rubbing and big asses flexing to bring the other woman down sexually. Without warning, she slipped the strap on into Silvia who had the unfortunate timing of being on top at that exact moment. “AH! FUCK!” Silvia howled above her freckled rival as the toy entered her. The shocks made the redhead moan too thanks to Silvia shaking and having their clits locked as one in the embrace. Realizing what was happening with a quick glance behind her, Silvia slid forward on Maggie’s body and freed herself from the toy with a quick pop. But this also brought her tits into Maggie’s mouth as Bianca had earlier, and the redhead started sucking the sweet mounds into her mouth. She was just about to wrap her legs and pull Silvia in tighter when her pussy was filled with the wet toy, and Maggie groaned. At the same time, Natalie was giggling as she switched into the redhead’s cunt.

“Oh fuck!” Maggie gasped as the toy entered her pussy, the slickness helped by both her own sex and of course the woman she was fighting for the second time that night. Before Silvia could take advantage and schoolgirl pin the librarian, Maggie pushed the top woman’s left oblique rolling her off to the side. She kicked out at the hippie who leaned back, pulling out the toy with a popping sound and sigh.

Maggie wanted to yell at the newcomer, but Silvia was already up and on her, breasts squished into her shoulder as they went back to the ground snarling like cats. The game quickly became both women trying to force the other into a position in which Natalie would fuck their rival nice and hard. They attempted to spread the other’s limps from the top or bottom to present them to the hippy who watched with a hungry expression.

Then, they had stood up in the ring, hands-on their rival’s shoulders, keeping her rival at bay while also attempting to topple her back to the floor alone. When their hands slipped, their udders compressed, and they wrapped their arms around the other’s thin waist tightly.

“Get ready to get ass fucked Maggie!”
“After you bitch!”

As they struggled and growled, Natalie was indeed waiting on her knees, like a crocodile, hungry to fuck the girl who went down to the ground first. With a spin, and catching Silvia’s legs, Maggie won out, and Silvia screamed as she fell but pulled Maggie with her. The bartender landed half out of the ring bent on the rubber by her stomach. Her tits were hanging the ring, her feet still in the oil. Maggie on the other hand had fallen fully out of the ring, bouncing off Silvia’s wet body but hadn’t had the weight of another woman landing on her.

The bartender tried to push herself up after catching her breath, but her feet slipped and then a bodyweight was once again atop her. “Fuck!” She hissed, as she found herself in the same trap she had in the orgy. History seemed to be repeating itself, as Maggie reversed her body atop Silvia, putting her face right above the bartender’s firm ass cheeks and her knees outside the ring. Silvia was caught again in a similar position but this time with her ass facing the inside of the ring. And this time there was a very willing third participant to make it even more humiliating. After watching the two girls fall, Natalie had pounced up, spreading her long legs to bring to toy herself level with Silvia’s almost begging ass that Maggie had spread.

Silvia screamed, trying to get out of this trap, the presence and knowledge of the toy-making her clench. Then, the dildo entered her, and she moaned to the floor, Maggie’s hot body keeping her nice and steady. The hippie girl began to pound Silvia with her hips, taking her doggy style and finding her g-spot easy as the dildo moved in and out. The redhead gave a shout of glee watching the fucking so up close then quickly spread her own pale legs. “Just like the orgy, but this time no biting me slut!” Maggie spat, remembering just how Silvia had gotten out of this hold last time. In fact, she had spread her limbs just in time because Silvia had been trying to latch her teeth into the pale thick thighs near her face.

“Fuck! Nat! Don’t you want to fuck freckled redhead?!” Silvia begged, trying to sway her friend into turning on Maggie, but the blue-haired girl was not deterred because she was having way too much fun. “No, I don’t think I will.” She yelled with a smile as she rotated her hips harder into Silvia, loving the resistance she felt in her friend’s body. At the same time, Maggie leaned down and spread the big ass cheeks wide so that her tongue had easy access where she began to rim and tease the hole an inch from the pounding plastic into the sloppy sex. Even a sex freak like Silvia struggled to focus as she was pounded and licked simultaneously. This position was so fucking humiliating in the way Maggie’s body was pinning her, her rival getting the best of her twice in one night drove her crazy. She wiggled, but it did nothing except make Nat slap her ass, sending a ripple into Maggie’s mouth and down her own body at the same time.

It only took 20 seconds, “Fuck…I can’t…oh my god!” The trapped girl cried, no help coming and the only way out through the wall of an orgasm.

“Sorry Silvy…you are just too much of a slut. I need to take you out now.” Natalie hummed, sweat dripping down her body having to hold this half-squat while thrusting into her housemate. Frustration was building in the hippie about how long Silvia was taking her medicine, god she was so good.

“Fuck you sluts!!!!” Silva cried as she began to cum hanging off the side of the ring. Her ass began shaking and she let out a girlish cry as the dildo continued to pump through the clenches of her tight sex. Natalie was giggling, her pale tits bouncing covering and revealing the branch tattoo between them. Maggie held on tight as her long-term rival rocked in pleasure under her for the second time that night. But this time would be the last time tonight her rival would match her she promised. She pushed her tits into Silvia’s back firmer, lining up with the bartender’s Venus mounds. Then, she dove back in, her tongue tasting the unique texture of the ass while adding a quick spanking as the orgasm began in earnest.

But not caring about anything except making sure her own tongue stayed in Silvia’s ass was a mistake, and Maggie’s green eyes snapped open as her curly red hair was suddenly pulled up. Her wet tongue slipped free from the cooper tasting hole as she looked up and with less than a second gasped before the toy dildo was forced into her open mouth. She let out a muffled gargle as Natalie licked her lips and face fucked Maggie with the cum soaked toy that had seconds ago been inserted in the sultry bartender. The librarian almost gagged as Silvia’s cum filled her cheeks, but she quickly gathered herself to allow the shaft to slide in and out to the back of her throat. She resisted the urge to clench it with her teeth because her sexual pride would not allow it.

Silvia was still cumming, her body getting rocked by the powerful sensations shooting everywhere with her legs spread like a whore, but it wasn’t enough for her love-hate rival. So, even as Natalie worked to throat fuck Maggie, the freckled girl used her right hand to run down Silvia’s ass crack and curled three of her fingers into the sex where the toy had just been. They slipped in easy, and she felt the heat and wetness pouring out of her rival. She took two more hard pumps from Natalie’s thrusting pelvis, but she was ready and even took it deeper on purpose than the hippie intended. They lasted a good five seconds in this position, Maggie masturbating Silvia, the bartender’s ass in the air, and the hippie switching between mouth and pussy freely. Then, Silvia’s final peak finished as she screamed and began crashing down almost going limp. The hippie pulled back to admire her work after playing with the two sluts, Maggie, and Silvia both looking a bit dazed. The librarian gasped as the dildo was pulled out of her mouth for the last time, thick robes of cum and spit connected her lips to the toy for almost a foot. She had no problem deep throating, but it was the surprise that had given her the shock, not to mention how much of Silvia’s cum now coated her throat from the constant switching. Her muscles tired, the librarian fell off Silvia and rolled a few feet away trying to swallow back the juice she had been given and try to get a moment of rest.

Silvia also rolled fully out of the ring, finally going over the edge of the rubber pool. Her whole body was shaking after the doggy style fuck that would have broken a less sexual woman like herself. It was clear now she had been wrong, and she was not fully recovered from the boxing fuck because this almost ended her. She didn’t know how many more rounds she could take of that intensity. She noticed that Maggie had ended up close to her also resting but for maybe the first time since meeting each other, neither jumped to re-engage just yet, the night wearing on them. She still wanted to face sit Maggie, more than anything, but unless some of the other bitches went down, there would always be another rival breaking them apart. When her grey-blue eyes met the green, it was clear Maggie was having the same thoughts, yet it was impossible to tell if the two original wild night combatants would be able to recover and go at it again.

As Silvia and Maggie tried to recover, Natalie looked back and forth at the resting hot sex goddesses outside the ring and then slowly removed the strap on down her legs. “Oh, so much closer to nirvana.” She joyfully said, taking the toy once again into her mouth and tasting the new ‘nirvana’ she had created. The flavor of Silvia’s cum and Maggie's spit was incredible for a sex devil girl like her as she thought about her next move. Her legs were tired from having to squat a bit to fuck both of them, but she would be fine…in fact, she had likely cum the least out of all the girls. Being the last one standing was very appealing, but it would all depend on how many she could pull them down before they turned on her. Shifting her look around the room, Natalie couldn’t help herself wanting to play more.

While that had been occurring, other fights in the room were nearing similar types of explosions. On a glance, Bianca and Amber were still in the ravaging 69 position, rotated to a far corner with their long-toned legs still spread wide to allow full entrée to their tasty centers. The black- and blonde-haired women were showing signs of breaking and getting what they wanted from the other opened up whore. An extra shake of one of their bubble asses, a deep flex of their stomachs, more and more small signs of them cracking when a deliciously good shot of pleasure went coursing through their bodies thanks to the tongue or lips of their rival. They didn’t waste seconds on taunting or conversation, which was rare for the aggressive beauties as they continued this personal sex duel. It was similar to the dual Jenny and Maggie had attempted to do a twice tonight, but in their personal fuck corner, they were succeeding keeping it a one on one.

It helped that they had no reason or desire to break apart, and so they continued building up the pleasure and straining to give her rival an orgasm that would end the other’s night. It was impossible to tell who was closer, but judging from the sounds and slurping, it was fair to say they were making good progress at a sloppy finish. Bianca’s face was covered in the tart smelling cum of Amber to the point cum was literally filling her nostrils. The only thing she cared about in the world was tasting and making this perfect pussy in front of her surrender to her superior talent. This was her soon to be slave, her slave that seemed to still be resisting after what happened at the convention. Punk bitches like Amber, she couldn’t resist them…and maybe that’s why she felt the desire to fuck hate Amber…and maybe why she liked Riley. Changing oneself for her betterment was something she was keen on…and it helped with how much Riley wanted to be her friend….so did she. The poor girl and herself had more in common than she ever would admit to anyone. It was harder to concentrate on else but winning however when one of Amber’s cheeks touched her inner thigh, and she felt how soaked the blonde’s face cheeks were by her own cum. That didn’t even include how much they had swallowed back down their throats. Bianca dove back in, flicking Amber’s clit and earning a moan that vibrated her pussy from the blonde.

Maggie had sat up, and glanced around, her eyes falling on Marissa and Riley but a few yards away, the young co-ed's toy fetish continuing as they wrestled for the dildo between their dripping cunts. Marissa was biting her own arm lightly to contain her screams of desire…she hadn’t felt this horny and teased in a very long time. Their pants of craving had gotten far higher pitched as the toy easily slide in and out of their wet firm cunts when they tried to force the other to take it deeper with firmer control. On a closer look when they separated just a bit more, Maggie recognized it as the same toy Silvia and she had used during their orgy fight, that hot pink double-headed dildo. It was hard to look away as the co-eds were almost bridged, their bubble asses flexed off the ground, and their tits hanging near their own face as they put their weight on their shoulders connected in their almost crab walk.

“I can grip it harder than you freak!”
“No, you can’t freak!”

Inches of the sloppy toy was lost and gained, and then both co-eds released their womanly grip and took more of the dildo, bringing their soft labia into contact still in their bridge.

“Oh god, yes!” Riley cried and Marissa moaned in agreement as they did this, the toy deep and filling them fully. At the same time, the bridge collapsed back down to the floor with a thud. It was no doubt that Marissa felt her pussy unable to hold on at times but KNEW that Riley was in the same position the way they writhed on the ground. At one point, she lost her grip and took three deep thrusts that almost broke her, yet she held on and churned Riley’s insides as much as hers were twisted. She was so close but had to fuck this other student, but she was going to cum if this went on for another minute longer.

Meanwhile, in the ring, Jenny, Natalie, and Daphne were talking, and it seemed the singer was trying to convince the hippie from jumping the two bandmates after they had already finished. Natalie had put the dildo back on and was also getting higher by the second as the weed slowly took hold. When Jenny confirmed that her and Daphne’s fight was over, she groaned, wanting to keep fucking two women like she had Silvia and Maggie. But before she could complain, Daphne smiled and pulled her tatted arm, and nudged her head over to where Maggie was watching them. “She didn’t cum right?” She whispered, then licked Nat’s lobe for a little tease.

“Nope! I just throat fucked her…should we go back!? I think she can take more.” The hippie grinned and got a nod from Jenny and Daphne.

“Me too.” And Daphne pulled the happy hippie wither with a wink at Jenny who grinned back. It felt good for the singer to have her teammate back…even though Jenny knew she couldn’t trust her for anything after tonight. She then turned to find her other bandmate, wanting to finish Amber before starting back at Maggie. But what she found was a desperate 69; Bianca and Amber straining as they worked the other’s erect clit like a dick, focusing all their energy on it. Jenny stepped out of the ring and took just a few steps towards the sucking pair when it seemed both Amber and Bianca noticed the newcomer approaching them.

“GET AWAY FROM US!” The fighting girls snarled in unison looking out between the other’s legs at the soon to be interrupter. It felt like they sensed someone was going to ruin their personal duel and neither of them wanted any excuse when they won or lost. Jenny paused her approach and looked more at Bianca than she did her bandmate before giving her a slight shrug. “Whatever…” She huffed, it was inconvenient, but she had enough respect for Bianca to let her do what she wanted. She would have asked for the same thing if she was fighting Maggie in a similar situation with Bianca coming toward them. In the worst-case scenario and the blonde took down the librarian, at least Amber would be easy pickings afterwords. A few minutes' rest would be good for her too, and she went down on her hands and knees watching the girl’s 69 in front of her.

On the outside of the ring near the wall, Maggie finally pushed herself up with a huff. She hadn’t cum again, but her own physical energy was going down at the same rate as her sexual. It seemed most of the women were still active and she had no idea which were fresh, and which were on their last legs. It honestly felt like they were feeding off each other’s sexual energy, and no one wanted to be the first girl to submit. Around the room were her friends, her rivals, and even her girlfriend, all naked, all struggling, and throwing themselves at each other with tongues, fingers, pussies and everything else they could use. In that second her green eyes saw more incredible bodies and women having sex in one glance than she had ever seen in her life. Yet, she didn’t have to worry about finding more trouble because it was finding her.

In the ring, she had watched the drummer whisper something to the pouting blue-haired woman in the ring. Then, they shared a smile with Jenny before they turned to face the redhead, crawling out of the ring and towards her. Maggie stood up as they did the same, not sure how in her current state she could handle a two on one when suddenly someone was standing next to her. She glanced to her left and Isabella winked at her best friend who grinned back. “I was hoping you wouldn’t be down.” The redhead quipped, and the dancer bumped her with her hip, “You think after all the fights we have fought that I would be done already? I’m tired but don’t think of me as some weak fuck.”

“You know I would never, we wouldn’t be besties if you were.” She teased as she bumped Isabella back who laughed.

The hippie looked back and forth at the new arrival standing next to the redhead in front of them questioningly at first, but it quickly switched to a sexual hunger. Daphne on the other hand had a different expression, one of shock and remembrance as her eyes raked over the brown-skinned woman in front of her. “Yummy.” The hippie spoke first, “You look delicious…want to play?” But Daphne reached over and put a hand over the hippie’s mouth, which did silence her but only because the hippie instantly started sucking the drummer’s wet fingers erotically. The drummer however was still staring at Isabella, because she remembered this chick, this woman she knew, and now this bitch was trying to get in her way.

“You.” She breathed, as she and Isabella locked eyes, and the night of the Gala, and their several mutual meetings before came flooding back. She wasn’t the only one who made the connection, Isabella’s lips tightening. “You’re…Daphne…the bitchy drummer who plays for our dance class and we meet at the library gala.” Isabella said without thinking…but she wouldn’t take the insult back. She knew the rumors, and rumors or not, their fake friendly conversations had always been catty anyway. From the dance studio and then the surprise encounter at the Gala, she knew Daphne…and her connection with Amber, but never would have expected her to be a part of this crazy sex war.

Daphne gave her a dangerous stare, before replying with enough sass to make a queen jealous, “Oh, the wannabe stripper from the studio thinks I’m a bitch? Every practice I watch you show up all ice-cold, then shake your ass like a whore working the pole.”

Isabella’s nose scrunched because it wasn’t untrue, but she was not the ice queen tonight and would play this cat and cat game until they settled it like cats. “Well, at least now I know you like to look at my ass because you're jealous. Rumor is the only reason you get to paid to play at the studio is that you like taking it from behind from the head dance instructor.”

A slight eyebrow raise from Daphne was the only sign the rumor hit home. “You want to talk rumors, do you? Because I hear the only reason you get front of every dance class is because you give the instructor a very personal dance after each session.” Daphne snapped back, her insult hitting its mark as well, both targeted a bit on the asses they both considered the best, even among all the women here.

They took a step forward, and their tits touched nipple on nipple bending slightly on the other rubber shafts. The heat, the rival that Isabella had been looking for, and had somewhat found with Bianca was flaring up, but from a very unexpected source. A similar feeling, a feeling of a rivalry, built up afar was flowing through Daphne too as she observed Isabella. The slutty dancer always tried to be in front but wouldn’t talk to anyone, and honestly, Daphne couldn’t stand it. Luckily, if this bitch was standing in her way tonight, they could get at it and she could make sure the bitch knew who was better.

Knowing she was going to start shit, the confident drummer smirked, “I always knew you were a slut. Oh, and just so you know, I wouldn’t dance in front of the class anymore…it’s already embarrassing and noticeable that you can’t keep a beat.” She jeered, and then she reached out and slapped the side of Isabella’s ass, the rippling moving through the perfect muscle that filled out any pair of leggings so well. The slap filled the room, but Isabella didn’t flinch much, only having to hold in a moan from the painful sensation in her glutes. She gave Daphne a little smirk of her own, and simply brought her hand up, licked her palm wetly and then returned the spanking on the side of her rival’s booty. The slap was just as loud, and Daphne had to stifle a groan of desire as well.

But before she could respond, Isabella stepped forward and forced their nipples to impale Daphne’s hot tit-flesh fully. “You think you dance better than me? Why don’t you fucking come prove it.”

“I can dance, and fuck better than you,” Daphne growled taking her own inch and increasing the growing pressure between them.

“Really? Well, for the dancing, how about next time you join us down on the floor instead of hiding behind your drums? And for the fucking?” She closed the distance and pressed her red lips into the other pair, their stomachs grazing. “How about we fuck right now and see?

“That’s the theme of the night, isn’t it?”

“Yeah, so let’s do it special. Ass on ass, let’s find out which rumor about each of us stands the test.”

“Bring it.”

But how they were going to have an ass fight was not really understood for either of them, until fate intervened, and a sloppy double headed pink dildo came flying out of nowhere and landed on Isabella’s foot. She glanced over at where it had come from and saw Riley and Marissa on their knees, their cum covered hands interlaced in a desperate test of strength, their eyes wide as they struggled to force the other down what looked could be the last time.

‘Well, thanks, Mari.’ Isabella thought as she stepped from Daphne just enough to reach down and take hold of the discarded wet toy that had been abandoned by the anime-loving girls.

As she stood back up, Daphne was looking at the dildo with equal excitement and it was all clear. “Ass to ass bitch, till you cry.” She hissed.
“Booty to booty baby, till you quit.” Isabella snapped back.

Without any other words shared, Izzy and Daphne flipped around and took a step back so they could touch their sweaty asses together, letting the thick meat grind. It didn’t even take a second for Daphne to begin rubbing her caboose into the rival thick glutes with a steamy dance move. The wet stick in Isabella’s hands was taken hold of by Daphne, the cum squishing around her fingers as they started moving like dancers to a high beat song, Izzy moving just as sensually. Maggie could tell Daphne knew how to dance, and as Isabella and her started to grind in a perfect sequence even without music, it looked very erotic. And Maggie knew that one misstep could cause the other to fall and the fallen girl could fucked in the very ass they were bringing to battle.

Maggie was watching the developing ass fight and was more than grateful for Izzy intercepting Daphne. She was worried she might have already cum the most out of all the sexfighters, even if her last orgasm had been far lighter. What mattered is she had to avoid as much contact to her own sex as possible if she was going to be the one coming out from this sexfighting orgy, which was officially her goal. Even these sexual queens couldn’t fuck and fight forever. Maggie was watching the dancer’s interaction with bated breath, but next to her, and now that she had nothing to suck on, the blue-haired girl’s attention had returned to the redhead. Before Maggie could even know what happened, she was on her back and the tattooed girl was sitting on her hot hips. She gasped as she felt cum dripping onto her pussy from the hippie thanks to the strap on too soaked to absorb any more.

It looked very sexual and calm, but then the hippie’s blue claws slowly sunk into Maggie’s tits, not enough to mark but enough to get her attention. Out of all the women, Maggie knew her the least but that didn’t mean the attraction wasn’t there, that tattoo between her tits was so alluring…she wanted to trace it with her tongue. Amber had mentioned getting a tattoo before and thanks to Natalie in this second, Maggie was starting to lean towards making her get it. But for now, she racked her brain about Natalie, one; that she was Silvia, Bianca, and Jenny’s old friend, and two; that soon they may be sexfighting teammates…what a weird world she had found herself in. The tatted girl had a big smile on her face as she finally found herself in front of, and on top of the hot redhead, her blue claws releasing and then tracing the bubbly areola holding the pink shafts. “Wow, you are so popular.” The new girl sighed with a tone of jealousy in her voice; her bloodshot eyes seemed to glow at the librarian and Maggie picked up the tone immediately.

“Natalie, right?! We really don’t need to fight!” Maggie offered, the weight of the hippie’s body resting on the librarian. The hippie was already distracted watching the ass fight, distracted by Isabella and Daphne getting on their knee’s allowing their cheeks asses to get deeper into the other’s crack. The hippie had a finger in her mouth she was sucking lightly, and brought her hand to trace around Maggie’s lips, taunting her to suck it when she looked back down.

“I mean…we kinda do…I need to make sure you are up to the task of defending the Showtime.” The hippie said, releasing her spit covering finger and offering it to Maggie. The redhead watched it approach then took it in her mouth and moved her head like she was sucking a dick, keeping her green eyes glued to the blue to distract her.

“I mean you have that nerdy hot look down but personally, I still don’t think you are up to the task…Silvia did beat you a lot before tonight, I heard…but you did beat Bianca…what a mystery.” The blue-haired girl grinned, knowing exactly what to say.

A combative flair shot through Maggie’s belly as her navel was filled again with a new source of cum. “I’m more up to the task than anyone here.” She said, spitting out the finger for a second. It seemed the answer was exactly what the hippie desired.

“Good then prove it!” She giggled as she moved back and slid the dildo into Maggie’s sex. The redhead’s pussy was wide open and took it easy, sucking in the dick and proving how wet she already was. Then, as the toy went deeper, she groaned at the knowledge that it was Silvia’s and god knew who else’s cum getting pressed up into her cunt. The pleasure shot up instantly and she wrapped her legs around Natalie to try and limit her thrusts. Her body was already struggling to fend off the hot body working her, and she would need to wait for her chance to roll and take the top spot.

All she could do was suck in Natalie’s fingers, running her tongue around them like a slut, but this hot interaction lasted less than ten seconds when Natalie’s blue hair was ripped back from behind. “Come here Nat!” Silvia hissed and suddenly the hippie let out a wail being pulled back and out of Maggie. The redhead gasped as the dildo was roughly removed and sat up in surprise as she watched the hippie get thrown down onto her back by the hair. Then, Silvia was sitting on her face a second later attempting to keep her down. Unlike how Maggie would have reacted, the hippie didn’t seem bothered by her predicament and began to lick the pussy and ass that was trying to suffocate her. Silvia froze and then groaned, signaling that the hippie was rimming and tonguing her ass with care and maybe that was a bit unexpected. Even with her favorite rival in front of her, Silvia ignored Maggie and weirdly, the redhead was annoyed by that action. Instead, the bartender reached down and forced the strap-on up and off Natalie’s straightened air facing legs. Once it was removed, she dropped the toy next to them and then spread the pale black tatted legs, leaning down and beginning a 69 fight of her own.

Silvia began to work together on Nat’s clit, while her own sex was sucked out by the high girl that was using her state of mind in full focus. The redhead watched but decided quickly she would not just sit back and would keep going. She flipped over and crawled forward till she dropped down to her stomach in front of Natalie’s sex, while Silvia was seemingly none the wiser. Before her rival noticed she pushed her head in and brought her tongue into the folds, and Silvia noticed looking up with spit dripping off her lips.

“Slut.” Maggie whispered up at her, before sliding her tongue back into the folds right in front of her long-time rival’s face. When she looked up again, Silvia rubbed their noses together then used her tongue to push the redhead’s upper lip up with a flick. “Look who’s talking.” She hushed back as they tag-teamed the blue-haired hippie making sure not a single nerve went un-licked.

“Two!? Oh man, no faiiiirrrr!” Nat cried slightly muffled under Silvia’s buns, but she was still sucking Silvia’s pussy, working on her clit and spitting into it as hard as possible. There was no way to keep up though, as Silvia and Maggie exchanged turns licking her clit back and forth, then to the side.

But while that had just started, Jenny had gotten bored waiting for Amber and Bianca to finish up their own tongue fight. It was hot to watch, but she needed to be part of it and help finish more women if she wanted to make sure she could get her next prey alone. Looking around the room, all the other fights seemed to be personal duels as well. Riley and that blonde student were tribbing desperately, Daphne had started fighting Bianca’s ex-intern with her ass, and she doubted any of them would want to be interrupted. But then her green eyes fell on Silvia in a 69 with Nat. ‘Surprising,’ she thought as she thought about the original ‘teams’. Then, a bigger surprise seeing Maggie involved too using her second-rate tongue. Decision made, she cat-walked over to the trio licking her purple lips.

The ‘allies’ didn’t notice the third party until the last second when Jenny dropped down and pushed Maggie slightly out of the way. “Move.”, she ordered while lining up as best she could in front of Natalie’s sex. She had decided her favorite hippie was too much of a wild card…best take her out now with Silvia having to do the hardest work unless Maggie wanted to fight, that was another option.

“Excuse me.” Maggie snapped and pushed back with her face; their wet face cheeks touched as they set their tongues to work each cleft fighting for space on Nat’s labia while Silvia worked the clit from above.

“Wait! Why is there another!?” Natalie screamed her legs already starting to shake. She had no breaks because every time the tongue glided out of her, another took its place, digging into her pussy. “This is amazing…but I don’t…I don’t wanna lose!” she cried and sunk her mouth onto Silvia going as deep as she could with her knife till it was squeezed back by the warm walls. And though it felt amazing as three women ate her out, in reality, the girls were arguing far more than working together to give her pleasure.

“If this has been your effort, no wonder you haven’t made me cum.” Maggie snickered, and her next lick went onto the singer’s face then up into Natalie’s pussy and onto Silvia’s upper lip which was still working the clit.

“I could say the same to you, your tongue doesn’t seem to have much talent.” Jenny snapped and spit on Maggie’s extended tongue the next time it went in for a taste.

“Fucking stop bitching and suck this bitch…So I can suck you both dry after.” Silvia snarled then she spit on Maggie and Jenny’s faces in front of her. The two girls on their stomachs hissed and both moved to kiss Silvia who met them in a hot three-way mesh, tongues and lips everywhere, Natalie’s clit being a causality of this attack as it was pushed around by the three snakes under them.

Their lips were enclosed and Maggie’s tongue was split between Jenny and Silvia’s until Maggie was able to suck Silvia’s taster into her mouth where she moved it up and down sensually face to face with the bartender. They didn’t’ even have to say the word slut for it to be implied, their eyes said it all as Silvia groaned from the back of her throat. Maggie would have loved to continue and gotten lost in this, but Jenny slipped into their seal and pulled Maggie’s snake into her mouth like a vacuum. Suddenly her tongue was being worked, though she felt Silvia’s trying to slip back in, but then the bartender let out a girlish cry pulling back.

Unbeknownst to Maggie and Jenny, Natalie had just stuck a spit covered finger into Silvia’s spread ass that broke off the three-way kiss. With a huff, the grey-eyed girl dove back on the clit sucking the nub between her soft lips in quick bobs. And Jenny and Maggie moved to ‘assist’ her, thanks to Maggie pulling her taster free and chewing Jenny’s lower lip lightly after a few seconds ending their tongue fight for now.

Getting double-teamed would take down any of them…but triple-teamed was beyond what even these queens could handle, and Natalie was living that nightmare. Her pussy was so wet, thanks to both herself leaking discharge and her opponents adding their spit, and when all three tongues were working in at once, there was no distracting herself. “Oh space, energy, my focus!” She began to cry, impossible to get Silvia anywhere near her level at the speed her mind was racing.

Frustratingly, for the bartender, she was the only one taking any sort of pleasure back from the hippie between the three women eating her out and wasn’t confident she could take another mind-blowing orgasm. She had to go faster.

Silvia, Jenny, and Maggie were an unlikely team, but all had their tongues in the open sex tasting the tatted girl. Jenny and Maggie’s cheeks kept touching each time they went in for a lick or suck, while Silvia was eating her from behind. When their three tongues touched, they moaned hotly. Not to forget who they were fighting, Maggie used her hands that were free and spanked Jenny’s ass next to her own. The slap was loud and that was before she groped it and squeezed, forcing a whimper from the singer’s mouth. But the whimper became a growl and Maggie’s own pale botty was slapped and kneaded a second after. But as they got distracted…Natalie’s hot tatted body was preparing to explode.

“I’m CUMMING!” Natalie cried with zero warning, and she just started licking Silvia’s open sex as hard as possible, while her legs and the rest of her body went rigid. She began to pump her hips up and the three women eating her all moved in to claim the prize, and then use it against the other women if possible. The wet hot pussy flexed in front of them, and the three tongues again slashed, and mouths enclosed to suck out the flowing drip. The hippie’s groin and labia seemed to move on its own as the tatted girl screamed out in pleasure. For a second Silvia struggled to keep her pinned to the ground she was flexing so much. Most of cum ended up in the librarian and singers’ hungry openings because Silvia returned to make sure the clit went nice and soft. It lasted a good 15 seconds, Natalie going off with absolute passion until she went limp.

“Oh, I think I’m a bit too high,” Natalie said to no one in particular and that was the last thing she thought of as her grip and sucking of Silvia’s hot sex was over. The hippie buckled, half because she was sexually fatigued, and the weed had peaked at the same time. She passed out next to the ring while literally seeing stars, the taste of her housemate on her lips. Three tongues, two of her old friends and a new girl making her pussy flex in a way it hadn’t in a long time. “Oh, that was fun.” She sighed as she fully went into nirvana, the night ending for her but the war had to continue.

As Natalie went down for good, the two women lying between her leg’s attention had turned back to the other. They had gotten an equal amount of cum on their faces, and that was just another excuse to hook up again. Jenny sat up first, and then took a full hand of the curly red hair, she pulled Maggie up to her knees and even.

“Filthy pet, I’m going to have to wash you.” Jenny taunted as watched some cum drip off Maggie’s chin in front of her. She looked good enough to eat and she wasn’t going to let this freckled bitch get away from her again.

“Please, I’m about to lick you clean.” Maggie hissed as she took an equally hard grip on the wavy brown hair ready to devour the singer. They slammed their lips together in a messy kiss that tasted more like Natalie than either of them. They moaned as their oily breasts touched and they almost forgot they were fighting for a second thanks to how disgusting and dirty the kiss had devolved. But the freckled body did start to push forward and was able to take Jenny down with Maggie between her strong legs, all while making sure the gloopy kiss didn’t break. Their tongues swirled around as the cum was swapped back and forth in large globs until they started trying to force the other to swallow it down and coat her throat.

Silvia watched the sloppy aggressive snog between her oldest and favorite rival, their full-sized tits beginning to mold around the other big pair before they went to the ground with the redhead’s oily fat ass on top. She wanted to jump on top of her but with what she had just been given by Natalie, that was likely not her best move. She was close to cumming again and getting in the fray between Maggie and Jenny might make her the odd woman out if they didn’t finish each other first.

Instead, she glanced to the right where Isabella and Daphne were ass to ass, the pink fat dildo between them as they now fought for the mischievous toy in a very different position than any of the other women had used it thus far. They were on their knees, doggy style so that their thick booties would bounce off each other with sexy slaps like a beat from one of Daphne’s drums. The rubber between their open cunts and lightly curved like a bridge connecting them. Their tits swung under them as they tried to control the shaft from this angle, and often groaned as their glutes crushed as they took the entire shaft into their vaginas. Sometimes their cunts got so close that cum flung off their own pink slits and landed on the other’s wet sloppy sex.

“Fucking give up!” Daphne snarled to the woman behind her, looking back at the black-haired woman as her ass rubbed deeply into the other pair of muscles.

“No, you give up! I can out ass fuck you easy!” Isabella growled back as they froze at the deepest point, the toy hitting every right spot. Then with the whole toy inside their cunts, they rubbed their oily sweaty asses together, the double-headed dildo finding their g-spots and tenderizing them. Their backs bent down like a U as they squeezed the toy with their pussies and get the other to break by pounding her roughly. For a second Daphne had control and pumped Isabella with three hard thrusts, but the dancer regained it and returned the favor.

“Ugh, you bitch” Daphne moaned, their similar colored hair flapping on their toned backs and creamy darker skin. Isabella struggled to maintain her composure, acting and fighting like she was back in dance class. This rivalry felt very natural to her even compared to the other women she had fought in her life. She remembered how catty their convo had been at the Gala and thought how she could shut the bitch’s mouth with her body. But for some reason, she never imagined that same woman was now trying to leave her with a dildo sticking out of her ass on the floor.

The doggy style buildup was ridiculous for the women, and Izzy couldn’t believe that this Daphne was working her behind better than the best men had tried. She turned her head to find equally brown eyes looking at her, so she reached forward so that her and the drummer’s fingers could interlace. It might have looked romantic if not that they used the grips to slap their asses harder, looks of fury on their faces as they settled who squatted more at the gym.

“Your…ass…doesn’t feel that good…” Daphne huffed, a lie very easily told because right now this dancer’s booty was better than any pole or dick, she had played on.

“Neither does…yours…fuck!” Isabella groaned back as their fat cheeks went flat thanks to how forcefully they pushed and that only doubled the pressure growing in their loins. It seemed the fight was turning desperate, because they glared and dug their nails into the back of each other’s as they dildo fought at the same time, the toy all but gone between their thick pussy lips hidden behind the thick muscles.

“You show your face…at the studio again…and I’ll give you a dance you won’t forget bitch…” Daphne huffed, her body shaking.

“I’ll…be there, you slut, and I’ll be in front like always.” Izzy panted back, the grinding of ass meat starting again. As that fight neared its final tango, there was a double orgasm on the other side of the room rang out as Bianca and Amber sucked each other off forcefully.

“You fucking punk! I already own you!” Bianca snarled as she worked Amber’s clit again, desperate to dangerously chew it and be chewed in response. Her face was messy, but she worked to suck Amber dry, the entire time, cumming into the blonde’s beautiful face as her pussy was played with like a toy. Amber had worked Bianca’s clit, unable to drive the professional whore into orgasm without going off herself. Honestly, it felt like the only reason they both went off was the other, and it would be impossible to know whose clit really was sucked over the edge first. They were clawing and biting, the mutual earth-shaking orgasm only a minute ago, but they had tapped into an anger that flung themselves into each other, cum dripping out of their still spasming cunts as they wrestled with slaps and even more painful biting.

Meanwhile, Silvia looked in the other direction because it seemed another fight had concluded during her 69. Simultaneously when Natalie had just been going down, Marissa had won the womanly test of strength against Riley with a well-placed shot of spit onto the sorority girl’s face. The redhead had flinched a bit too much and then got her boobs under slapped up by the other fat pair on the rival chest. It had sent her down to her back, and she was mounted by Marissa who rubbed their soaked cunts in what looked like a final trib between the two unbelievable looking students. Every move was making them moan, but in this position, the upstart Riley was starting to see stars.

“You freak…you…aren’t cool…” She gasped, her clit and this blonde girl’s clit locked into a wet fleshy duel, while her breasts slipped and slide on the other fat pair when Marissa leaned down and pressed them while still tribbing her. Riley moved her hips as Bianca had shown her, flexed her ass like Jenny had said, to outfence this sexy anime girl…a woman she admired and loathed all at once. She tried to lean up and take one of Marissa’s nipples in her mouth when the blonde had backed up, trying to do anything to level the field but Marissa grasped one of the red pigtails just in time and held her at pay, keeping her nipples free from that drooling mouth.

Riley spit in anger instead and the glob landed between the two orbs sliding jiggling down the bouncing spheres. The sight almost worked against her, because she had to watch it move down Marissa’s flexing navel and towards their conjoined sexes. There was so much spit between them, swapping it back and forth, the fantasies Riley had always wanted coming to life and blowing her mind. The sounds Marissa was making, that she was making. The blonde was close, she knew it, she could feel it in her rival’s clit, her ass, one she had gotten to know in amazing detail over the last hour and a half. But she was closer, and her proud sorority pussy was pulsing in a way that made her every nerve shake…and worst of all, she wanted to cum against Marissa, she wanted to explode and once she entered that state of mind…there was no going back.

Her rocking stopped, and she began to just take it, her cunt being slid up and down by the soft sex of Marissa. “No…you are a freak…a loner….and…and…you are gonna make me cum!” The coed gasped unable to hide what was happening as her legs started to already spasm between their conjoined forms.

“Yeah…you are gonna cum…freak.” Marissa moaned back and then leaned down to spit into Riley’s open mouth for good measure. Their foreheads smacked lightly when Riley strained on the edge of orgasming. Her eyes were wide, the sorority girl’s mind was going crazy as their soft wet lips touched once again. Marissa…this girl had gotten her off three times, and now her fourth was looking to be her final, Riley big tits were squished, and her nipples lost in the heated flesh of the woman on top of her. Then she froze and her walls began to shatter. Right as the final edge broke, she leaned up and breathed in a near whisperer to Marissa’s ear. “I wish…we were friends…you freak.”

Before Marissa could even process the words, Riley cried out like a banshee as she came, and Marissa instinctively kissed her hard, pinning her head to the floor. Their cunts stayed glued even as the bottom girls lost all rhythm and seemed to be going wild in a frenzy. She exploded, oozing more cum out and Marissa felt herself almost release from the sensation of the other co-ed exploding. Riley wanted to scream louder, but her mouth was then engulfed with so much spit that it was almost making her gag, it was a near-perfect fantasy for Riley...except that in this reality, she was on the bottom and being fucked. It took a full 20 seconds of Riley cumming until the last bit of shocks seemed to discontinue and the wet full mouth lock ended. The sorority girl’s body seemed to finally go down, and she seemed lost, her stare distant after what had just blown her body again. Marissa moved her face back lightly to watch Riley swallow all the spit they had swapped and then peeled their young hot bodies apart stickily as the aftershocks made her squeeze her cunt in desperation to hold her own orgasm in.

Finally, apart, Riley’s eyes fluttered closed as the final shocks of the pleasure passed and Marissa shifted off her fully. The blonde swallowed back her own spit and sat on her ass next to the defeated sorority girl, the red pigtails almost shaped like a heart on the ground behind her. She felt her pussy covered in Riley’s cum…but was scared to touch it. She was way too close for comfort having an orgasm like that herself. But she had done it, she had outfucked the sorority girl to complete satisfaction and beaten her.

“You lose freak.” The blonde huffed, as her revenge for the cosplay contest was complete. Though she felt a pang of regret finally pushing away from the defeated Riley, the sorority’s girls’ amazing body drained, and a look of frustrating satisfaction on her now calm face. Then unable to help herself, Marissa leaned down to Riley’s ear, “I wish we were friends too.” She whispered, but she wasn’t sure if Riley had heard her properly thanks to the state, she was in.

Then Marissa stood up, her body shaking and almost wishing she could just pass out or cum herself. “Ok.” She huffed, now she was ready to help or fuck her friends depending on her mood. But she barely had a second to turn when a hand took hold of one of her blonde pigtails and she was yanked towards the couch. Instead of landing on the cushions, she landed on top of a woman’s thighs like the blonde was about to give the attacker a hot little lap dance.

Her spinning mind caught up with herself and she looked down to find only one blue-grey eye looking up at her, but that was accompanied with a sultry smile. “Hey.” Silvia breathed, and Marissa gulped as she felt the same toy, the one she and Riley had played upstairs with, rubbing up on her slit open begging slit. The student tried to push off the woman, but her pigtails were ripped back down where Silvia latched onto her neck, sucking and nipping it. The blonde groaned as the hot bartender rubbed their oily nude bodies together, the anime’s girls’ body was frozen thanks to the high tension it was holding from the sorority girl’s body she had just fucked into fulfilment. She was still close to the edge of releasing every drop of cum in her and it seemed Silvia was going to find out just how easy pushing her over the edge would be.

“I told you both I would fuck the winner between you and little Riley.” Silvia breathed as she licked Marissa’s neck. The anime girl hissed a gasp, as the strap-on entered her so easily that it was crazy. “Oh god! Yes! Fuck! No!” She cried as Silvia started bouncing Marissa on her legs on the couch, ramming her thanks to the blonde’s own body weight. The anime girl’s jiggling ass recoiled in time as Silvia switched from the neck to the breasts where she sucked in a nice pink erect nipple for her enjoyment.

“You two had so much fun, it’s fun finding a sexy redhead rival isn’t’ it? It looked close between you two, I bet you will fight her again…how dirty.” Silvia spoke as she fucked the sex of the blonde on her lap, Marissa and she might have been similar sizes, but in this position, the co-ed was in no position to fight back and looked smaller. The dildo worked the blonde’s insides, her legs spread on each thigh, the toy getting deep and splitting her over and over. The ex-intern had no way to fight back except weakly pull the bartender’s hair. She thought for a second to try and motorboat the woman who wetly was slurping on her nipples when she wasn’t taunting her. But she couldn’t get her arms to function while her tits felt like they were going to milk. Hell, just the nipple flicking alone might have gotten her off after the pussy fuck Riley and she had finished. It took less than a few seconds at this speed for Marissa to fully embrace and even enjoy it because she knew there was no coming back. She couldn’t even see what the other fights were happening because she was so delirious with pleasure. “You bitch! Oh god! My pussy!” Marissa wailed and that was it as she exploded, mostly thanks to Riley’s effort and Silvia’s sweet final thrusts.

Her pussy convulsed on the toy, her cum oozing down the sides with a thick release that made the hazel eyes almost roll to the back of her head. She moaned, when Silvia pulled her body closer, letting the sweat they released mix and their pheromones blend. The blonde felt her stomach almost give in to how hard the waves were rolling through her while her tits were being. She squeezed the dildo so tightly that she almost pulled the toy off the bikini bottoms it was attached to when she bounced the last time in shock. Marissa’s young body shook in a way it hadn’t in a long time, and it went on for almost twenty seconds, until she finally stopped with a final moan, her sex anime expression relaxing as Silvia slipped the dildo free.

“Fuck..me…fuck.”, Marissa sighed weakly before flopping off of Silvia onto the couch and then off the cushions onto the floor, a frustrated look on her defeated face…thanks to the way her mind had just been blown…and she looked as dazed as Riley was a few feet away.

The bartender sighed as slid her body off the couch and sat on the fallen girl’s body. There was no resistance and Silvia smiled knowing she had just taken out one of the remaining girls.
She smiled down at the sexy blonde student, running her hand around the large left breast before she cupped it and bent the pink nipple with her thumb. No reaction from the student confirmed she was done, and her body was orgasmed out. Then the bartender looked to her left a few feet where the other student, the redhead, had rolled to her side, almost looking like she was asleep and equally done. “Oh, I guess we will have to wait for our little threesome… too bad.” She quipped before standing up, her strap-on dripping in Marissa’s cum as the blonde groaned from the weight leaving her. She had indeed entered the same state as her fellow anime-loving ‘enemy’ resting a few feet away.

But while Silvia had been finishing Marissa, other battles had both begun and finished as more women fell into orgasmic bliss. One of them had ended on the same couch, though almost 15 feet away where Marissa met her defeat and was settling the longest solo duel in the room.

“I’m glad you want even more punishment, Amber!” Bianca hissed, unsheathing her black claws like a hellcat, her face still splattered with the discharge of the yummy ex-student. Looking at Amber made her feel alive and dangerous. She had never kept fighting like this right after an orgasm of that intensity to the point her legs were barely holding her up, but whatever Amber unlocked in her, she was going to use it to break this bitch once again.

Amber had her attention fully on Bianca and flexed her own fingers ready to scratch and tear. Her own body was shaking, and if she had another orgasm like she just went through it might make her pass out. Bianca’s hot body was in front of her, looking like the professional had just done a big workout the way her body looked so flexed. Her moonlight skin showed off the red mark and growing purple bruises like a canvas, and Amber wanted to paint her more. “I’m not stopping till you are under me, passed out and out like the bitch you are.” She growled and stretched her hot body, her big tits moving with her, her hours at the gym and her well-built body the only thing that was able to keep her going after all the sex and violence so far.

They slashed forward in front of the couch, now standing, and somehow still going without even a minute’s rest from sucking each other off. On the first swipe, Bianca missed Amber by an inch, and Amber missed Bianca by a millimeter with their nails, aiming for flushed cheeks. They hissed like the cats on their feet in what had become their personal section the room rotating in a tight circle. Cum and sweat flew off their sexy forms as she and Amber swung again, and this time Amber landed one on Bianca’s hip while the professional only swiped air.

“EEK!” Bianca cried, slashing wildly as the pain shot up her skin. She was desperate to scratch the blonde’s bouncing taunt breasts or her rival’s beautiful face in revenge. Amber dodged back nearing the front of the couch, her ass and muscles flexing as she moved. It was clear that Bianca was becoming more feral, and she would have to match it or use it.

The actions were clear to both vicious hellcats, the winner was going to be who could force the other woman in an awkward angle on the couch and properly fuck her with her cunt to a finish. How would they get the other down? Pain. Bianca saw her chance, Amber would trip back on the couch if she jumped back again, she would fall to her ass on the cushion and then Bianca would suffocate her with her tits, a little pre-drowning with her breasts before she got Amber back in the pool.

She launched forward, her plan perfect, aiming her claws for the brown eyes and planning for Amber to fall onto the couch. But Amber stepped backwards instead, her whole body lifting up, her tits bouncing, as she was aware of her background. To Bianca, it felt like slow-mo, her claws missing and suddenly Amber swung down from the couch with a snarl and swung her palm as hard as possible.

Bianca shrieked as Amber connected a hard slap to her face when she had dived in her frustration and anger. Thankfully there were no nails raked on her skin this time, but the impact rang out around the room, only a little less noisy than the spanking happening on the other side of the room between Isabella and Daphne. The blow sent the professional down off her feet where she landed half on the couch stunned. She tried to regain her focus, but Amber had already ripped her black hair down further to the floor, forcing just her head to lean on the bottom of the couch. The librarian tried to roll and kick out, but Amber suddenly had a strong grip on both her ankles and the professional shrieked again as she was suddenly folded up with her legs spread. Amber was controlling her exhausted body and Bianca was forced into a C shape, with her limbs wide and her pussy far more accessible than she had ever presented to another person leveraged on the couch.

“OH fuck! Let…me go!” Bianca cried, her face red as she realized her position and how easily she could be fucked like this. Even Amber’s face had a light flush spreading Bianca like this, but she didn’t think twice because, in this humiliating pose, she was going to finish this other librarian for good. She braced her hands on the cushions in front of her while still holding Bianca’s ankles so that she had the leverage. Then, she crisscrossed her legs with the open pair by putting one foot near Bianca’s face and the other behind near her rounded back. This gave her the ability to cunt fuck Bianca with her full body weight and make their sore clits take the full brunt of this nasty fuck. Holding her breath, she dropped her wet pussy directly onto the wide-open sex in a loud squish when their nether lips smooched, their horny sexes crossing like an X with their clits leading the way. Amber used every bit of her body as she began to grind into Bianca from above like a fucking queen.

“Oh god!” The professional wailed, her blue eyes rolling to the back of her head as her clit was crushed by Amber’s sex horn and her body was back on edge of orgasm after only two strokes. The carpet made it nearly impossible for her to slide free and her legs weren’t answering the call to escape, in fact, her whole body was entering this state, only able to take the waves of incredible sensation flowing to every core of her body.

It wasn’t simple holding this position though, and the blonde woman groaned having to hold her rival down, her muscles burning with an effort to keep Bianca folded while fucking her. With this amount of pressure on their clits, she knew Bianca couldn’t last long yet she also wouldn’t be able to hold herself from exploding like this much longer. She had to finish Bianca, and she connected their clits two small nerves touching like a live wire. With a breath, Amber pressed down with her weight, Bianca’s sex being squished before it was covered by Amber’s sex, and the sound Bianca made told her that it was over.

The trapped professional screamed, and it turned into a desperate moan as Amber made her cum again, ridding her pussy in this incredible position. The professional’s organized mind blanked and she damn near squirted some discharge into Amber’s pussy and her face as her pussy convulsed. “AMBER! My clit!” The librarian screamed, her confident professional tone dropping as waves wrecked her body. It went on for so long that the blonde almost orgasmed herself, her clit crying out to release, but she pulled up and let more cum ooze down Bianca’s folded body as Bianca shook like a rag doll under her.

The orgasm seemed to ruin Bianca and any chance she thought of being the sex queen of the night. She had cum so hard that the discharge did indeed make it to her tits and face. Erotically, even now, the shattered professional licked it up with her tongue tasting herself and Amber’s mixed cum…her favorite. The sight alone made Amber almost cum herself. God Bianca was a sex freak, just like her girlfriend, and Amber knew she and this freak would go at it again very soon. Annoyingly the thought gave her a thrill, god, maybe she did need a therapist. She rubbed their pussies together a few more times until she couldn’t handle it and had to separate just to save herself going off, the feeling of Bianca’s defeated pussy on her sex worth every second.

As she finally released the raven-haired woman’s ankles, the pale long legs collapsed down to the floor, and she seemed to sink further down. Her orgasm lasted fifteen intense seconds that Bianca had to embrace fully, unable to push any of it down to her core. The oily black hair flopped over her face as she found herself on cloud nine thanks to the punk girl, the rematch from the hotel flipping outcomes as Amber finally overcome her venomous opponent.

A second later, Amber crumpled down on her knees in front of the defeated woman, trying to control her erratic breaths and the pulsing in her sex. She looked up just as the blue eyes cracked open and found the brown again and Amber held her breath as Bianca studied her face that second. The punk girl’s nose ring was gone, but the librarian could still see the small hole where it would normally be. Punk bitches…just like she used to be; she just loved them, loved controlling them and breaking them. With the last bit of her energy left, she reached forward and took hold of the yellow, pink hair. She pulled Amber forward till their faces touched and felt one of Amber’s claws in her big right pale tit. But she was not about to fight, she was annoyingly satisfied and didn’t have any more to give.

Instead, she just whispered mouth on mouth with her enemy of the night, “Amber…you slut…I’m going to make your slave week hell…you are going to worship me.” She finished just as she began fading into a satisfied sleep. That fuck Amber had given her was the hardest she had taken in a sexfight. And worse, it was in that humiliating whore like position, her legs spread like a freak prostitute…and of course, it was Amber who had forced her to do it…god that bitch was perfect in all the wrong ways.

The punk girl then surprisingly pushed their sore lips together again, sealing their rivalry once again. Bianca didn’t kiss back much, and unable to help herself, Amber forced her tongue inside and pinned Bianca’s down back. The professional’s taster fought back weakly before allowing her mouth to be raped by the invader, revenge for what had happened only a few weeks ago in that hotel room. Only when Amber was confident of her victory she pulled back with a hot sigh and then an evil grin came to her lips, “I can’t wait to be your slave Bianca, because I’m going to ruin you just like I did now. I’m already planning on drowning you during our next swim.” If Maggie could get so personal and dangerous with Silvia, why couldn’t she do the same with Bianca…a perfect rival for her? Amber thought with a little internal shrug.

A little smile came to the professional’s red lips for the threat and danger she and Amber would get up to, and maybe she would drag the other blonde with them as well, so many women she wanted to tame. Though the frustration of losing was shameful, her revenge would be very soon and payback would be very sweet, but that was all she could think. At that point Bianca’s head rolled off the couch and came to rest on the ground, her laying on her outstretched arm, mind going blank from sexual overload and no longer able to continue.

Finished, but knowing there was still more to come, Amber stood up stretching up her arms and looking down at the fallen Bianca. Half of her wanted to fuck her into nothing, a hot round of revenge sex that would make this want to be dominatrix cry. But a glance around told her that several women were still going, and if she was going to be the last standing, she would need to finish them before wasting energy on a beaten foe. The closest was Silvia, who at the time was sitting on her best friend and seemed to have taken out the pigtail wearing anime girl while she had been focusing on Bianca.

Marissa was groaning slightly, and Amber felt a flush of anger seeing her friend like that…only she was allowed to dominate her bestie in their way. When the bartender turned and found Amber watching her, their eyes met, and something passed between them. The brown-haired girl stood up slowly, showing off her ass in a strap-on thong. But when she was halfway standing, she paused and peeled the toy down her long legs and let it drop to the floor. Now, fully nude, she picked the toy up and turned towards Amber, her light brown hair oily but still covering one eye. Her red lipstick smudged but looked every bit as hot and firm as Bianca had. Amber felt a flush knowing this was the sight that Maggie was so obsessed with, and now it seemed to be her turn. Silvia wasn’t waiting to take some long sultry steps, dragging the dildo on the couch. Amber smirked and moved to meet her girlfriend’s favorite rival and see which of them could overwhelm the other’s dripping pussy.

On the other side, four women were remaining, but only two were actively fighting while the other two were in a standoff. Jenny and Maggie were on their hands and knees facing each other, wanting to get back at it, but knowing they would be interrupted when the ass fight ended.

“My bandmate and I are going to fuck you down.” Jenny hissed, getting into Maggie’s face in this position, and when Maggie pushed back, their cute noses went up to tip to tip, pigging each other.

“Not when my best friend fucks her silly.” Maggie spats back, her tongue glazing the singer’s purple lips.

“Bet.” Jenny hissed and instead of jumping forward on Maggie for round three, she stood and almost jumped towards the ass fighting girls who were nearing the end of their bodies sexual limit. Maggie followed without a second thought having a good idea of what the singer was about to do.

Daphne and Isabella both had their hand in their arms, only using their asses to settle the score. They were whimpering, fighting the desire to simply let this other woman ass fuck her into oblivion. Sweat was dripping down their backs towards their necks and the pounding had stopped; replaced with simply clenching and holding it as deep as possible in the other woman.

They had no idea that two other women were approaching. With a thump, Jenny jumped onto Isabella’s back, but Maggie was already on Daphne’s at the same time, their asses pressed together, the toy between them still.

“What!? Hey!” Isabella cried, opening her eyes and seeing the legs in front of her and the weight of a woman on her back.

“Get off!” Daphne screamed; Maggie’s tits pressed into her back. The two fighters had to go lower to the ground, their tits on the ground. There was no escape because if they started fighting or struggling…they would cum. Maggie knew what she had and wanted to do. She began rimming her tongue onto Daphne’s ass like she had Silvia’s while watching Jenny do it to Izzy right in front of her. The green eyes never broke contact as they licked their rival’s friend and dripped their cum into the hair under them. The pink snakes slithered around the tight hole, the dildo fight driving just an inch or two away from erotic tonging.

The screams of anger turned into gargles as neither doggy style girl released her grip on the dildo instead of trying to force the other woman off for good, hoping their friend’s tongue was stronger than the one on them. It didn’t last long because the orgasms were already on the way, and there was no stopping them now. With a final cry, Daphne and Izzy shot up to their knees with a blast of adrenaline, sending both Maggie and Jenny both fell off their sweaty backs with yelps of surprise. Now, free of their holds, Daphne and Isabella swung around on the cusp of an orgasm, the dildo slipping free from their aching pussies and landing on the ground under them. They could have turned and attacked the redhead and brunette but at this point, the ass shaking girl behind them was far more important to finish.

They slammed together face to face, tits on tits basically holding each other up. Their left hands shot into each other’s throbbing cunts, while their right hands enfolded around their waists and down the crack so that two wet fingers could be forced into the tight assholes between the fat sweaty glutes.

Daphne moaned as she was penetrated in both her orifices, “Ugh!” She cried before adding one extra finger into the warm cunt her hand was on. Three each, and the two dancers’ bodies no longer could take it. It only took seconds in this position when they began to cum together, Isabella holding on for just as second longer. They gasped and then kissed for the first time, swallowing the guttery moans that escaped their lips. All their inserted digits on were squeezed as the orgasms rocked them, their muscles firing in every section. They rocked back while firing, cum dripping down the hands until a final push sent Daphne down to her back. Their hands slipped free, but Isabella was not going to have her night end like this. Amid her orgasm, they got into the missionary pose, spreading their legs wide, and pushed her cumming pussy into Daphne’s. The reaction was immediate, and they cried out as their pussies who had only met with the dildo between them compressed. The screams began anew, and they arched back, cumming clit on clit for just a second, making the last peak the most intense…before they went limp in each other’s arms.

It was a small victory as Isabella, being on top a bit, but both girls technically ended their orgasms at the same time, the proud asses burnt out of energy. It seemed the two dancer’s ass fight had ended without a proper victor, but this wasn’t over between them. Now that the secret was out, the catty looks, and talks were over. The dance studio was about to become a sex war zone. Shattered, Izzy rolled off Daphne onto her opposite shoulder before scooting back just a few inches so that the glutes that had duelled could continue touching into the night.

Next to them but on opposite sides of their fallen allies, Maggie and Jenny watched the battle finished in what seemed to be a draw. Both Isabella and Daphne were out for the count, the orgasm aftershocks just giving them little spasms on the floor. It seemed that the idea for a two versus one ended with them going out together, and honestly, Maggie and Jenny were both a bit happy it had. Because now they were alone on their side of the ring.

Jenny picked up the discarded double pink dildo that had been used by so many of the pairs tonight and had fallen out on the final fuck. Maggie stood as well, watching the singer and prepared herself for another round with this starlet. The singer smiled, her purple lips and streaky purple hair standing out as she twirled the wet toy looking at Maggie. “I don’t think we need this.” She leered, and then tossed the wet dildo to the far side of the room where it hit the wall with a splatter. Their green eyes did not break apart as the singer continued, “I only need one thing to finish you.” And with that, she brought her fingers up in a V-shape to her mouth where she gave the natural sign for pussy eating.

“Oh, I very much agree Jenny. No one is interrupting us this time.” Maggie replied with a little extra flirt in her tone. She mimicked the taunt, flicking her tongue up and down between her V-shaped fingers that were wet thanks to quite a few girls this night. Jenny licked her purple lips, and stepped to the side of the devastated Natalie, closing the distance between their sexy toned bodies once again. Maggie didn’t wait and stepped forward as well, and though they both knew how the fight would end, in the beginning, violence won out. They met and tried to get the other woman in a quick headlock, bumping shoulders, hips, and tits as they hissed like cats. Jenny’s lightly tanned tits and Maggie’s pale orbs shook widely as they attempted to throw the other back down on the soft carpet.

They growled as they flung their upper bodies back and forth, legs stepping like novice dancers. Finally, Jenny won out and pulled Maggie forward and to the ground, yet compared to their kitchen fight, the strength and aggression were easily halved, and it was more ritual than anything. In fact, the second they hit the floor, they scrambled and rotated on each other’s slippery skin; trying to get into the right position and finish they promised. In the end, Maggie was able to get on top, and just as she did, Jenny widened her legs offering herself. The redhead found her mouth once again inches from perfect looking sex of the singer, open, red, and flush. Jenny too was looking into Maggie’s open cunt, admiring its shape, and looking before finally letting her amazing tongue out and touching it. The response was instant as Maggie lowered her lips, and the two green-eyed girls began to eat each other once again. The talented tongue of the singer and librarian went once again into her rival’s folds that tasted different from their earlier eating contest. It only made them hornier and as they imagined how many women had rubbed and tasted this warm sex in front of them, and they promised they would be the last.

Quickly Jenny focused on Maggie’s erect clit; zero foreplay required after all that had happened to the fuckable librarian. She worked her purple lips into the nether pair, letting her tongue playfully flick and dig deep into Maggie’s sex, enjoying the taste, and the sensations of the rival cunt flexing and squeezing when she got a perfect little lick. But it was difficult because while she worked, Maggie’s tongue was invading her, and she couldn’t help squeezing back on the aggressor, each attack she forced into the redhead was returned with equal sensuality and ferocity. Determined to find every advantage, she lifted her head and let her tongue run across the puckered brown hole above the soaked sex, her hands spreading and slapping the big pale glutes.

“Ugh.” Maggie moaned aloud, though she directed her next moan into Jenny’s cunt, making the singer’s lower body vibrate before sucking the whole slit again for a few seconds, tasting the tartness that she had grown to crave. Then, they rolled, and Maggie found herself on the bottom, her clit easier to reach but it also gave her the ability to widen Jenny’s thick ass and toy with the second hole with her taster. They had only been going for a minute, but sweat was pouring out of them as they slobbered on the other’s girl sex, the desperation kicking in much faster as the waves of pleasure began to grow exponentially.

Realization hit that this would not be a long race, as Jenny’s clit seemed to be almost vibrating. The orgasm she was going to have if she couldn’t draw it from Maggie would be incredible, but horrible. They strained, the pressure building as Maggie focused only on the clit, her lips on it and her tongue twisting on the nub, desperate to feel it break in her mouth. But she was struggling, Jenny’s tongue and mouth seemed to know what she desperately needed and fought against. When her clit began pulsating on the singer’s lips, she almost cried. Their limps tightened because they knew after only two minutes that the end was coming, and the loser would not escape.

Jenny licked Maggie’s clit with the tip of her tongue, all the foreplay leading to this moment, cum dripping off her chin thanks to the wet redhead. She had used every trick in the book on this perfect womanly sex challenging her, and she knew that it had to be almost over, for her or her opponent. From the outside, they were a perfect little sex ball, distinguishable only by their different skin tones and colors of hair. Their large taut breasts fixed between them covered by the other’s soft skin. Maggie whined, she had never eaten a woman like this, or been eaten like this, and had no idea if Jenny felt the same.

They had bit each other’s thighs over and over, leaving marks, then sensually sucking up the cum and replacing it with her spit. They moaned, groaned, fingered, everything they could to out fuck this sex demon in this insane 69. It was all down to this, and they went all-in on the other’s clit. Maggie and Jenny sucked each other’s sex nerve between their lips in a frantic motion. There was no more strategy, faces and hair dripping in cum, almost in tears to how amazing the other woman was doing this, and finally, ten seconds later one girl broke.

A pair of green eyes went wide, her wet mouth finally disengaging off the soaked cunt in front of her. Her claws dug deeper into the ass of the owner as she tried to get one last suck off, but it was too late. Her clit went crazy, there was no hiding it, her whole body was starting to rock, and she felt her entire sex covered by the other woman’s mouth, ready to swallow what prize she had earned. “NO! FUCK YES!” Jenny screamed as her pussy was eaten at a level of skill, she had long believed only she could perform. She wanted to cum so hard and could only hope that Maggie went off thanks to the amount of discharge she was about to release. Her last coherent thought was that she should have finished Maggie earlier this night, out in the mud or during their second round of sucking, and now the price was here. Jenny’s back arched that it lifted Maggie almost a foot thanks to her strong ass, and the sounds coming from her mouth hit every note in the book as Maggie had successfully eaten her out faster.

Her arms looped around the pale waist and ass of the freckled woman, holding on just to make sure the redhead was forced to complete her performance. It was all she could do as her mind demanded the type of pleasure that came from this mouth eating her out. As her clit was touched again, the orgasm, already strong, peaked. Her pussy contracted, cum leaking out of her in a little gush to the point Maggie almost drowned in surprise. A mouthful of her own spit and Jenny’s cum suddenly filled her maw, but she kept her tongue working and mouth covering the soft sex flesh in its entirety. Now that it was confirmed to the librarian what was happening to her rival, she began to swallow back the discharge easily, using her tongue to fuck deep into the singer while her bottom lip kept the pressure on the clit. The sense of victory, the concentration needed to suck Jenny dry, helped distract her from her throbbing cunt begging to burst and soaking. Thank god Jenny had broken off her eating when she had started to cum, or Maggie might have given her a thick mouthful in return a few sucks later. An all-night-long duel cumulating in passion as the sex queen librarian caressed and enjoyed the orgasm that spread down the sex queen singer’s limbs for almost 20 seconds and finally sent her over the edge.

When Maggie was sure she had drawn out as much as she could, she popped her mouth away with a final lick on the slit open slit and then spent a few seconds licking and nipping the inner thighs. The singer didn’t react, because Jenny had finally reached her sexual limit and was on cloud nine. A few answers about her band had been answered, but she had not been able to win the full sexual war. She gave one last squeeze to the incredible freckled body holding her down, and as the final waves of the orgasm finished, and then she buckled. Only the aftershocks rocked her now, but the fight was over, and Maggie finally rolled off her a minute later.

It was hard to think or feel angry with the gratification she had been forced to take. So many women were challenging her now, and even though this night wasn’t a real 69 duel…the loss stung. She would get better, she would perfect her singing AND her sexfighting and get back at all these women. But for now, she had to rest. In fairness, she had still lasted longer than most of these sluts…and gone at more than almost any. In fact, in a real one on one, where there were no distractions between the two combatants, she would win. She was sure of it. A match like that she swore she would get soon, against Silvia, Amber, Maggie, and maybe everyone else in this room for good measure. Her thought train was broken at that moment when she felt Maggie’s triumphant tongue run up her stomach into her navel. A spitting sound hit her ears as her belly button was filled with cum and spit, and then the taster's muscle moved up to her chest. There the redhead spit the rest of the cum out and then spread it with her tongue slowly, coating each of the soft big mounds on her fat chest. It went on for a bit until Jenny finally looked down with her bright green eyes. The twin pair of green orbs locked again, but Maggie’s orbs shinned in victory as she flicked each brown nipple perfectly, until Jenny was nicely glazed all over her boobs.

As they maintained eye contact, Maggie let some of the final bit of cum drip off her tongue and bottom lip right onto the singer’s sternum, “Good pet. Now stay.” She whispered tauntingly and saw the anger flash in the other green pair, but at least for at least tonight, the pet and owner were set between the sex queen’s tongues.

“Fuck you….” Jenny groaned, but that was it as her body became tranquil, the green eyes fluttering closed as she could no longer continue in this sex war. Maggie beamed and sat up on her knees atop Jenny, her own cunt dripping thanks to how close the singer had gotten her. With a satisfied sigh, she wiped the side of her lips with her pointy finger while looking down at Jenny’s incredible body wanting to play with it. It had taken all night, but she had finally brought the singer down with her mouth…one of her biggest sexual accomplishments. It might not have been exactly a fair duel, but in the end, she was the one sitting on Jenny’s hot hips with the winning cum in her mouth. While she traced her finger around Jenny’s nipples in the cum, Maggie couldn’t deny her desire to have another 69 duel with the singer already…one that in the end; neither could dispute.

But that would be for later, and now as she glanced around the living room Maggie thought she had won the night. That she had somehow, after going harder sexually and physically than all the other women had lasted the longest. “I did it…I’m the be…” She whispered but a cry from the other side of the ring, just out of her line of sight behind the blue rubbery ring, signaled two women were still fighting and this incredible sex war was not yet been settled.

She could see Marissa and Riley, the two students near the couch in a daze. Isabella and Daphne were just a feet away in an equal state from their ass fight. Jenny was under her, Natalie on the left side of the ring, and even…Bianca. She was on the side of the couch completely out of it. That meant the women still fighting were…and all Maggie could do was gulp as the winner of the other unofficial semifinal duel appeared.

A few minutes earlier, while Jenny and Maggie had been striving to suck each other into oblivion. Another sexfight had gotten deliciously nasty between Silvia and Amber across the room. What had started as a short hair pulling catfight had turned freaky faster than one could count to five. Since their shower fight back at the Showtime almost six months ago, they had had only a couple of run in’s. The most prominent was when Amber warned Silvia off Maggie at the Gala…but it was not like she had listened. On her side, the slutty bartender had yet to fully confirm if her favorite slut’s blonde girlfriend was as nasty as the redhead could be, yet there was no time like the present to find out. She planned to dominate the sexy punk bitch, and then she would finish Jenny or Maggie to win the night. She didn’t care between the singer or librarian, they were both fuckable sluts…and honestly, she would fuck the other one for her own pleasure after she won anyway.

But Amber wasn’t the easy prey she had hoped and vice versa for the guitarist. When they met on their feet; an intense test of strength broke out as Silvia and Amber gripped their palms. The strap-on Silvia had been wearing was ripped out of her hand and fallen to the side of the ring. The pushing started slow, trying to force the other back to the wall, but their oily hands slipped instantly allowing their hot bodies to meet. They gasped as their hot chests slammed and Silvia stuck her fingers in Amber’s wet sex making the blonde cry out.

“Oh fuck!” She cried, and she returned the favor, stickily pumping into Silvia’s open sex and the sexy bartender whimpered, the earlier pleasure of being sucked by Natalie returning in what felt like a full gush.

They stumbled back and forth, but Amber was able to hook Silvia’s leg, making them fall onto the side of the ring, but not into it ending on the carpet with Amber on top, her twisting Silvia in the last second, and the bartender’s eyes went wide as her body wasn’t responding as well as she needed, her pussy already demanding another orgasm and release. The whole room was smelting, and the aroma of sex was so pungent that it would tear her up. But as Amber licked her neck and nipped her ear, the hot host of the night focused on the woman lying on her.

“I have been dreaming of getting you back…trying to keep me away from all those sluts at the Gala.” Silvia snarled, and she was successfully able to bite into Amber’s left breast from the bottom, licking the brown shaft of her nipple as the blond howled, her tits being milked. Amber pulled her brown hair back down and freed her jug, then slammed her spit covered tits onto Silvia’s pair, mushrooming her rival while slipping her fingers back into the demanding sex.

“I just knew you couldn’t help yourself, I warned you not to touch Maggie at the Gala, now I’m going to pay you back for that…I can tell you won’t last another hot little round”.

“Neither will you Amber…and I can make you cum easy. I’m the best slut in this whole house even better than your redheaded slut.”

“Hmm, yeah, she told me about that little closet fuck. But you’re wrong about one thing baby. I’m the best, over her, and over you.”

“Prove it Amber…show me why all our flirty nights at the bar led to this.”

They had ended up right next to the oily rubber ring, unable to move any further with Amber winning their battle and claiming the top position. They both had their legs spread to fuck in a missionary position because it seemed Silvia would have to fuck her way out; her muscles were pretty much done. So, she reached down to fill her hands with Amber’s flex buns, squeezing the hard muscle and pulling her in tighter.

Their wet cunts slickly kissed and rubbed, but their eyes went wide so fast. The other attacks from the many other women shot back into them, and they moaned. It looked like this was going to be a very short fuck, because their asses were already humping into the other at

Amber brought her pink lips touching Silvia’s, not in a kiss but so that with every thrust they would brush. “You…” Silvia snarled, her grey eyes searching the brown, her nipples being flicked by the other pair. The blonde hissed back, but an idea came to her head, and for some reason, she just knew it would finish this fight nice and quick.

“Slut…”, Amber sensually breathed back, copying her voice in the closest to Maggie’s she could when the redhead was in her most frisky state. Unsurprisingly, Silvia moaned as the words filled her head from Amber’s mouth, suddenly she was fighting Amber’s body, but Maggie’s hot form was filling her mind. Everything she touched was warm and wet, the hot body was rubbing her universally, and Silvia couldn’t believe that she had gone from confident to desperate in less than a minute. Amber was starting to win, and Silvia could feel her pussy demand release.

Silvia gasped, “No…not you too…this was my fucking night. I will fuck your slutty girlfriend; I’ll fuck her on stage in front of you and everyone!”

“I know you just love to poke buttons, but tonight…it’s not going to work on me, baby. I’m going to fuck you, and I’m going to do it hard…you deserve it.” Amber hissed, and then Silvia gasped as the blonde suddenly lifted one of her tired legs to rest on the top of the ring. This now gave the blonde even better leverage to fuck the sweaty bartender and Silvia almost gulped. It wasn’t unlike how Amber had gotten Bianca off, except that Silvia was still able to humpback with some force. “Bitch…you think you can finish me like?” Silvia hissed, but as Amber began to grind her in full form, their pussies quickly began to drip with Silvia’s crying out for release so quickly, her clit vibrating.

Turns out being in an orgy with these kinds of women was ab it too much and she was so spread. Overall, Amber’s clit was, and cunt was squishing hers wetly, over, and over. She tried to free her leg, and did and went for a desperate last roll, slapping up against her big tits into Amber’s, the blonde screaming in surprise. She pushed up halfway when Amber started pushing back, groaning as Silvia’s ass and hers entered a battle of wills along with their tits mushroomed nearly flat. They tittered, the winner the woman whose ass came out triumphant, and then the bartender’s glorious behind had muscle failure.

Her toned tanned ass collapsed back into the same spot she started on the carpet losing the final test of strength, allowing Amber to take the top spot again. Now in control, Amber raised Silvia’s long leg again and thrust into her with a scream, a fuck that nearly broke herself, but at the same time Silvia cried out in sexual despair.

“I expected better from Maggie’s little fuck toy.” Amber laughed cruelly, now in control as Silvia felt her hair tugged and her neck sunk into with some teeth.

Silvia gave a cry unable to respond; she hadn’t expected Amber to start dominating her like this and the blonde seemed to sense the change in her resistance. Natalie, that high bitch had gotten her too close, she better be a good teammate in their next fight…and she definitely had not recovered from her match with Maggie as she thought. She couldn’t help widening her legs a bit more, her pussy opening for access, her tits getting pushed forward instinctively as if she was begging for Amber to torture her more with her fingers. She was going to explode if this kept up, and she had no way of getting out unless another woman intervened…but she didn’t even know if there were any others up still fighting.

“Wow, Silvia…you like this don’t you?” Amber taunted as her fingers moved freely with her arm between their bodies. They filled Silvia’s sex, thrusting in and out, getting soaked and squeezed, until Amber curled them up and found the rough little g-spot that made the sultry girl gasp again and then respond in frustration.

“Only…when I’m on top you bitch…ask your fucking girlfriend.” Silvia snarled, but her words did not match her body's actions.

“Ha, I will baby, she loves fighting you…and I think I’m going to watch the next one…make sure you both stay on stage with an audience until one of you embarrasses the other.”

“Oh, now you are okay with it now, fucker?” Silvia snarled with a bit of confusion and tried to reach up and kiss Amber, but the punk girl dodged and sunk her teeth into Silvia’s soft neck chewing it and making the bartender wail.

“Yeah, I am…you’re my girlfriend’s favorite little sex rival. I will let the two of you play together as much as you want…but only when I say it’s okay.” Amber added with some snark, and she aggressively pumped into Silvia again to emphasise her point with her fingers again. The bartender’s muscles and pussy offered no resistance, and she just moaned on her back in this missionary position. Then the fingers were gone, and Amber’s wet slit seemed to rub her own smoothly and as her hostile will was breaking. She had never fought more than one woman in a night. And now to feel Amber’s clit, then her fingers, and then her clit again, oh god it was so good, Amber was so hot on her, this woman’s body was amazing.

“You…slut…I’ll…do what I want.” Silvia growled, but her clit twitched again, and she gasped as a second wave was just starting to wreak her body again. “Oh, fuck meeeee!” She gasped unable to keep her face even.

“Oh really?” Amber teased before laughing and suddenly fucked her hard again with her fingers, while also forcing her mouth to swallow the cum covered fake cock that had been used against her so often. The bartender took the toy to the back of her throat easy, but all the pleasure was far too much to focus on everything as her clit was found and pinched by Amber’s fingers. The sensation of her orgasm went all the way to the top of her head, not unlike how she had felt in the orgy, locked in the pile of bodies or in the ring locked to Maggie, it was hell and heaven…Silvia’s favorite place. At the last second, the fingers were replaced by Amber’s sex and Silvia let out her final grasp so blissed she hadn’t even felt the blonde move off her.

Amber knew she had the sexy crazy woman on the robes when she rotated her hips again, and the bartender let out a cracked moan from between the moving toys. The sounds became even more muffled a second before it was swallowed thanks to the blonde pulling the dildo free from Silvia’s throat and replacing it with her tongue, leaning down to capture her girlfriend’s favorite rival into a smelting kiss. Combining that kiss while her clit was being squished by the blondes, sent the bartender far over the edge for what would be the final time this night. Silvia screamed as she came again this hot night holding onto Amber, their now sweaty bodies one mass as her cunt squeezed and released, her clit covered by the soft sex of Amber. She strained, her muscles aching and her pussy flexing over and over with a cry of happiness and anger. Sexual satisfaction was but on the losing end of a sexual struggle, her muscles relaxing and her sex feeling no more desire for one of the few times in her life.

Now it was both girlfriends who had forced this type of defeat on her. God what an annoying couple she thought as she imagined herself between a nude Maggie and Amber arguing about who got to fuck her first. Though even as this unbearable attractive band girl finished her, she still preferred the wallflower redhead. Maggie and she were perfect sexual rivals and it seemed only a coin flip could decide who would conquer the other in each fight. Even if Amber had to give her permission, she would hunt that fuckable librarian every chance she got. Like at the orgy, the feeling of her sex was one of full contentment and she struggled to stay with it, every muscle relaxing after the jolting orgasm had fired every nerve for what felt like the millionth time this night.

“Bitch…” Silvia groaned as her body quit on her, as the blonde had sat up. Amber just smirked and rubbed a little bit of their mixed cum on her lips making Silvia’s one visible eye go wide, then, the sultry bartender seemed to relax, nearly passing out after going at it sexually for so long, her sultry body wrecked by competing against the highest amount of sexfighting women she had ever had in one night.

Amber couldn’t believe how good it felt to fuck Silvia down, their sexes fit together so well. ‘No wonder Maggie and Silvia are obsessed with each other’, Amber thought with a smirk, they must fit in an equally erotic way. Maybe a few months ago that would have made her jealous, but now, after this night, she didn’t care. She had her rivals, so did Maggie and she wanted to win…all of this, just like her girlfriend. There was something about being the best, the paramount fuck between everyone here who all seemed supernatural in their own sexual prowess. She rotated her head giving her neck a bit of a stretch, then with a laugh she slid up and rubbed her big firm tits in Silvia’s face, her brown nipple nearly poking the girl’s grey eyes. When the bottom girl didn’t take the opportunity to bite or suck her boobs, Amber took it as confirmation that Silvia had cum for the last time this night. Pulling back, she sat upon Silvia’s hips and took some of the cum off Silvia’s wet cunt and onto her fingers to apply her own little lip cum gloss. It was Silvia’s last sight before her grey-blue eyes seemed to close for a satisfying sleep. Then Amber looked around the room to find one other woman remaining still awake.

For Maggie, she had watched the scene of Amber sitting up in victory. The punk girl flipped her long blonde hair back with a wet slap and a sexually satisfied sigh. Maggie gulped as her girlfriend did a similar cleaning method, she had performed with one of her fingers, but then she realized the guitarist was actually applying a shade of cum gloss…Silvia’s cum no doubt. Then, the brown eyes glanced around the room until they met the green orbs on the opposite side of the ring looking back at her. For Maggie, the look Amber gave her made her almost quake in fear and desire. There were no words that had to be said, the stare was worth a thousand words and what was about to happen between them. They may be lovers and girlfriends, but before that, and even now they were sexual rivals, their first sexual rivals. And this night, this erotic war couldn’t end until one of them conquered the other fully.

“Well…well…well…look who is still up…not bad.” Amber cooed with a tone of snark the redhead hadn’t heard in a while. She watched as Amber stood up and faced her, the blonde’s hot body showing the painful signs of conflict that had occurred. Bite marks, slap marks, hickey’s, cum stains, and everything else. About every part of her body oozed sex and the punk girl looked like she was ready for more. She was a wet dream and nightmare all rolled into one incredible form, and she had every intention of fucking Maggie’s body until the redhead surrendered to her…like the other sluts had this night. But she wasn’t the only one looking to be the last woman standing, and the best fuck of the night.

“Oh, did you doubt me? That won’t do, will it Amber? I think you need a little reminder of just how fun I can be.” Maggie teased, but besides rolling her girlfriend’s name off her tongue, the fun was a bit firmer. She stood as well, but instead of facing her girlfriend, she turned the other way, showing off her bubble ass and giving it a small shake. Amber watched the red pale freckled glutes move with her girlfriend’s hips and wanted nothing more than to sink her teeth into that muscle.

“Hmm, I’m just surprised that you could last…a nerd like you, hmm I guess I just expected you to be begging all of these hot women to fuck you like you did before you met me.” Amber taunted and Maggie bit her lower lip in annoyance. Even though she was long past her old self, those nerd marks still stung, and she felt stunted watching the confidence ooze from Amber’s mouth like the cum still oozing from her wet pussy.

“Oh, this nerd is just dying to make you suck her tits, but only after I fuck you dry. I’ve taken you down so many times.” Maggie laughed back then unable to stop herself, “Is the pretty girl who couldn’t hold a relationship feeling a bit insecure?”

Amber’s brown eyes went wide for a second, the burn hitting equally as hard, but then her grin went a little twisted, “Going personal with the insults now, are we?

“You started it,” Maggie smirked viciously back.

“Yeah, and now I’m going to finish it.”

“We will see about that.”

At the same time, they stepped into the blue oil ring watching each other critically and wondering what the other girl had done to last this long. They each wore twisted grins, that did not look like one’s of love. They dropped to their knees and let their sore battle-worn tits hang down as they waited a few extra seconds to process the ring to let the tension build. Then, Amber and Maggie crawled at each other slowly, getting closer and closer, but they didn’t embrace or even touch heads. Instead, their shoulders glanced, and they began to circle each other like cats like so many other fighting pairs had done before a round of sexfighting that night.

Every nerve in Maggie’s body was already firing, desperate to get in line with Amber’s and make the blonde break. She felt like she was living a memory; she was back in the old section of the library, glaring at the bitch who ruined a book, who threatened her. Her whole drive was to destroy this blonde bitch, but at the same time fucking her within an inch of her sanity. Tomorrow, she would see Amber as her girlfriend, but right now she was nothing but a whore, a book destroying slut, who even worse, thought she was better than her at sex. The original woman who she wanted to dominate in their way, and now they would go at it again, the thrill making her shiver in anticipation. The sound of the defeated and drained women all around the room was simple white nose as the nerd and punk faced off. They finally stopped and got onto their knees, brown and pink nipples an inch away and eyes locked in what could only be described as a death glare.

Finally, the silence was broken when one of the oiled-up women smirked, “Of course, it’s you…the biggest slut of them all. The one who got this ALL started.” Amber spat, moving her hand around the room to make sure Maggie knew that she wasn’t just talking about tonight but everything, and everyone in it.

The green eyes rolled at the accusation, “Really? You’re so mature, Amber.” Maggie sarcastically quipped back before adding, “Don’t forget, we both started this game; you are just as much to blame as I am. Though I agree that it seems it has gotten out of control…I like to remember the nights when we were alone when it was only you in my entire world…the only woman who understood exactly what I wanted…both to hurt you and fuck you at the same time.”

“Yeah, I miss it just being you too. How many nights did we swear it would be our last fight? That it was over, and yet I always texted you, and you always texted me. Desperate to get one last taste of seeing the other humiliated.”

“You’re a drug…a bad one, but one I just can’t quit.” Maggie sighed, running her claws up Amber’s tense oblique. It might have been loving and romantic if her nails weren’t dug in just enough to illicit pain into her girlfriend’s body.

“I have been told I’m addicting.” Amber breathed back with a blow of cool air onto Maggie’s face, that only highlighted how red and warm her cheeks were. The tension was only growing, yet the only contact between them was the redhead’s pale fingers, and those retreated a second later as she inhaled her girlfriend’s minty breath.

“Yeah, you are, and I need my fix, so lay down and take it like a good girl? Or this might get a bit painful for you.” Maggie demanded, her body feeling as if somehow it could go on; arguably thanks to the girl in front of her. When Amber was like this…it seemed to bring out Maggie’s most dangerous and sexual side.

“Good girl? Not sure I have ever been considered a good girl.” Amber teased with a twirl of the few pink shades in her yellow hair.

“You are when I make you beg.” Maggie baited back, “And to make you beg, I’m more than happy to do it the hard way.”

“You know I love the hardest of ways…especially with you.” Then the blonde’s face softened as she looked into her girlfriend’s green eyes…the shift palpable even to the woman in front of her.

“Do you know how long I plan to do this with you? Do you really want to know?” Amber whispered, her tone neutral and confusion clouded the redhead’s mind with the sudden switch. Were they still fighting? Or was Amber being serious…maybe it was the drug that was the blonde clouding her mind she thought but couldn’t stop herself from whispering back, “Tell me.” Her pale hot body was tense but genuinely curious at what the hell Amber was implying, and the secret she seemed to hold. The blonde smiled, a beautiful real smile and brought their lips together in the lightest of touches, and then in the smallest of movements whispered, “Till death do us part.”

Whatever Maggie was expecting, it wasn’t that, and she would have questioned those words if not for a millisecond later, Amber punching her in the oblique hard and sending her down to her side. The loving face was gone, and the punk bitch was back, and she was planning to make Maggie scream, “Ugh, you cheater…” The librarian moaned from the ground as Amber was on top of her instantly, spreading her pale legs and letting her sore sex rub up on the blonde’s smooth thigh.

“Hey that’s my line, you did fuck Bianca first.” Amber snarked, and Maggie’s green eyes narrowed to dangerous slits, as a rage that only her girlfriend could pull out of her shocked through her body. That wasn’t fair, and it looked like most bets were off tonight.

“Oh, so that is going to be how it is you fucking psychopath? You’re dead.” Maggie hissed, her claws digging into Amber’s ass, digging deeply into the thick muscle.

“Bring it you fucking, TA wanna be!”

Maggie screamed as she flipped them in the oil on top of Amber and scratched down at her girlfriend, landing, and leaving a mark on the left breast. Amber screamed in pain, the worse of the night, but returned a deep claw into the side of Maggie’s ass a second later that brought an equal cry of agony. Maggie then kicked her girlfriend away, honestly aiming for her face because she was that pissed. Fortunately, she missed as Amber retreated a few feet. The redhead flipped up to her knees, a last burst of adrenaline to absolutely destroy her girlfriend. Amber snarled and jumped forward, meeting her body on body. A second later Amber got Maggie in a headlock on their knees, but Maggie didn’t hesitate to bite into Amber’s side hard enough for her to release. The blonde screamed and slapped the freckled ass and back enough to leave prints. Maggie screamed went she fell to her stomach and then felt teeth sink into her shoulder in revenge. She hissed, swung an elbow, and landed on Amber’s hanging tit, causing her to cry out and fall away. Carnage, violent, likely the most they had been since their first fight almost a year and a half ago in the back room of the library.

They were trying to break the other girl's will before destroying her sex. Maggie stood up and got up to her feet and took hold of Amber’s blonde hair, pulling her to her knees. But her energy failed her, and she dropped when Amber was able to resist the tug. After all that pain in a spurt that had been roughly 30 seconds, they ended back on their knees, their right hands resting over the other’s pussy, their left full of hair.

“Here again.” Maggie breathed in her rival’s face, her aching breasts expanding into the other tender pair.

“Yep, annoying.” Amber hissed back, their foreheads together with equal pressure to their breasts.

“Is this how you want to finish it?”

“Nope. You?”

“You know how I want to finish it. How I always finish you.”

“Then, let’s do it, Maggie. Sex on sex…clit on clit.” Amber breathed. They didn’t kiss, and instead roughly pushed each other way with snarls as they fell back to their glutes and widened their legs. There was no foreplay, no taunting, and unable to beat each other with their muscles, Maggie slid her groin into Amber’s and the two cunts kissed, making them howl in pleasure. It was automatic, and they finally began to trib after two minutes of wrestling that had felt like hours with their tired bodies. Neither had an advantage on their sides, scissoring expertly as their clits came out to play in the other’s flesh. Annoyingly, Maggie felt her pussy slide into Amber’s sex perfectly even as she went to war with it. It felt like her most inner soul still wanted to give herself to the blonde and she had to force herself into battle, to desire and beat this sex like the other bitches tonight. God Amber felt so good, it was a joke, the way her labia rubbed on hers, the way it was so aggressive but still fit like a puzzle piece sliding into place. They needed to clit fight, she needed to crush it, press it into the hood, feel Amber explode under her…it was the greatest feeling in her world.

The punk and the nerd growled as the fucked in the ring settling into a natural trib that was changing positions and fortune every few seconds as they began to sweat in a pour. They were lost in the sex, not feeling or caring about anything except the warm, wet body fighting back. They might have gone for hours if they had been fresh, but after what Jenny, Silvia, and everyone else had done to them, it wouldn’t take long for a winner to be decided.

After a minute of being equal, Maggie took the top spot-on Amber’s lush body, her freckled full ass moving back and forth as she rubbed her perfect pussy into Amber from her knees, her clit doing the work needed while her labia almost squeezed her girlfriends. The blonde’s head rested on the oil mat, she groaned taking the fucking, her clit slashing the invader trying to crush it back. She thrust up, gashing back with her own slick nether lips before sealing them together for a long few seconds. They were so close that they seemed to be penetrating in the smallest of ways that made them pant, pulling each other tighter and tighter until it would be nigh impossible to tell what was whose. For Maggie, it was challenging not to watch Amber’s big tits bounce on her chest, and even harder when their eyes locked, and her girlfriend tapped into some hidden strength to swing them around. Maggie was rolled down with a scream and now had to fuck back from the bottom spot as Amber mounted her on her knees, somehow keeping their pussy lock preserved.

“On your back…where you belong…you pathetic wallflower.” Amber huffed, her eyes glowing as she tightened her hold on Maggie’s leg, determined to keep her there for good.

“Not…for long…you…emotionless heartbreaker.” Maggie spat back, unable to hold in her rage. Amber screamed at the words and launched her hand onto Maggie’s bouncing left tit. The redhead gasped, preparing for the claw, but Amber was surprisingly tender, and all she did was pinch Maggie’s pink nipple wetly, and in the librarian’s current state, that might have been worse.

“Oh, my god, yes! No, let go! Amber!” She snapped, trying to free it instead of going after Amber’s bouncing tits.

“Only when you cum like the cheater you are!” Amber growled, switching to the other shaft. When her attempt to pull Amber off didn’t work, she flexed her core with all she had left and sat up to capture one of Amber’s brown nipples in her mouth, but the blonde dodged back just in the nick of time from the snapping teeth. But doing so increased the space between them and allowed Maggie to sit up fully and regain equal ground, making them even on their bubble asses in what looked like a final sex standoff. Those glutes and thighs moved as they ground and held firm for almost a minute, the sensation building up for what would be the last time. The sounds of the room were only their gasps, moans, and of course the distinctive sound of two fleshy cunts slapping every second in a speedy fuck.

Maggie tried to sink her pearly teeth into Amber’s smooth neck, but her red curly hair was tugged back so they went face to face. She was sure the blonde was about to taunt her when she opened her pretty mouth, but instead she did exactly what her best friend had done. Amber spit on Maggie’s face and the redhead moaned at the filthy act as it dripped on her nose. She planned to spit back but Amber was already licking her face and whispering words that were starting to make Maggie dizzy. “Mine. I own you.” These were just some of the phrases that filled her ears and she struggled to even make a coherent sound let alone a full-sentence back at her enemy.

For some reason, this felt more intense than orgy, more than her fight with Bianca and Isabella, more than any other fight she had been in. The closest might have been the gala, or the shower fight in the student lab, her, and Amber, alone. She felt her clit starting to break, the pleasure starting to become something more demanding than unbearable. But the sounds her girlfriends were making, it had to be close. She could break Amber again, she could make her freeze, do what she did in that hot lab and at the Gala, break her fully.

Maggie pressed forward and used her big sweaty tits to slap into the other pair and they locked into a powerful kiss in their trib, their tongues attempting to find the other’s throat, and cut off her breathing. Nails sharply dug into smooth oily skin, leaving fresh claw marks on the other’s toned back as they became one womanly mass to the point their heartbeats had synced. Tongues fenced, gagged but they held on, going deeper, mouths going wider as it became less sexy and more desperate.

They rocked as one sweaty ball of flesh, and for a second Maggie had no idea where she stopped, and Amber began…they were that intimately connected. From their sex clefts, their nipples, their arms, their lips, all of it felt like it was touching a piece of their lover and rival. Something again was building between them destined to end this sex war that filled this night. But after a minute in this trib, pushing back and forth, Maggie lost an inch everywhere. Her body was being forced back, her pussy taking a bit more pressure than it was giving as every muscle in her body yearned to quit. Was Amber always this strong? Why did she desperately want to be taken like a whore by this bitch…well, she knew why, but why now when they were fighting and fucking like hellcats?

“No…fuck you, babe…you won’t beat me…you won’t out fuck me.” Maggie gasped between their nearly connected lips, but her chest burned as it was smacked again by those big pillows that she wanted to suck and then sleep on.

“No…Maggie, I have you, I’m going to get my fix. I’m going to devour you.” Amber snarled, feeling crazy, feeling like she would do exactly that.

It was an agonizingly slow contest, and for every inch, the hot blonde earned pushing Maggie down, the sexy redhead took back 9/10ths of it. A slow timelapse was needed to see any real progress, but the blonde kept moving the ball of womanly mass back in the blue rubber ring until Maggie had nowhere to go but down. It took almost three full minutes, but finally, the ex-student pressed her ex-TA down onto her back in the ring and a cry of despair escaped the redhead’s lips. Her back and leg muscles were losing their ability to work, the adrenaline of fighting her girlfriend faltering. The lactic acid building felt like she had just run a marathon…which because of the night of fighting, she sort of had done so.

Both girls groaned because their drooling cunts had annoyingly separated on the final push of Maggie’s body but were quickly replaced by their strong thighs, keeping the pressure and heat on as started humping each with everything they had left. In this flat position, they were even-ish and the redhead pulled in her girlfriend tightly to keep them this way, but alas, it did not work. Her plan failed as Amber slipped free from her sweaty hold and sat up, using energy that the redhead could not match. The blonde wasn’t done, however, as she shifted her body and sex to lift one of Maggie’s toned legs into the air and onto her shoulder, bringing their hungry vagina’s an inch away from one another. Maggie gave a cry as Amber licked her flexed calf erotically and then bit it hard. “Any last words babe?” The top woman muffled through her clenched teeth glowering down at her hot nerd, hoping the redhead would beg like dirty slut…but that wasn’t who her girlfriend was, and she knew it.

“I’ll still beat you bitch…you can’t handle my sex…even like this.” Maggie groaned, and then snapped her hips to force Amber into a barbaric clit duel. The blonde screamed when their stiff clitorises flicked, but she was able to hold the following moan in her throat as she ground back. It was a frantic trib, the sounds in the room only their breathing and wet sexes touching. Even from the bottom, Maggie knew she could win, she was that good and knew Amber’s body that well. It had already become a seesaw battle between the small bundles that flicked and twirled around the other in the fleshy confines of their sexes.

Like so many times between Amber and Maggie, it would end in a clit duel. They knew every trick, they had memorized every strategy the other woman would use, every thrust, and attempt was thwarted. It would come down to who could get the other in that one spot, that one insertion, who between them was more turned on by the other after all they had done tonight.

“Oh yes…” Amber moaned her eyes closed as she ground her girlfriend, Maggie moaning and shaking as they tribbed harsher than ever. The redhead’s body rocked, as she kept pushing more waves and waves of pleasure down to her core, green eyes closed, biting her red lips in concentration. She couldn’t talk, because if she opened her mouth, she would moan, and the vibration might send her over the edge. The pale girl tried flexing her labia onto Amber’s, but the blonde flexed her back, their sex clefts clinching for a second that made the green eyes bulge in surprise. Then she tried rubbing the full lengths of their sexes, but it equally made her whimper, so she had to return to their flicking and circling.

Maggie had cum so much with so many different women. She had pushed down so many orgasms to the point the dam of her sex was at critical overload. Amber’s sex was too perfect on her own, it was like her body was being absorbed into the blondes, she wanted to cum, she wanted Amber to break her…her combative spirit was fading as she was starting to be fucked into oblivion. Amber was so hot, and she was her girlfriend, how the fuck did she get this? This was not the mindset she needed to win this. It didn’t help watching Amber on her as her eyes cracked open. The blonde was lost in the pleasure, her tongue out and dripping spit as her face was contorted in sexual bliss.

It was too much; Amber was too much. Maggie’s clit and more so, her entire love system seemed to give up on its own, desperate to let Amber’s sex horn rub her raw, force her to cum against her will. She bit her lower lip to stop herself from begging her girlfriend to finish her as she writhed in the oil under her, connected at the groin like a puzzle piece, one hand interlaced tightly, the other dug into one of the woman’s thighs. The feelings, the wanting to burst out a direct consequence when love and hate mixed in such a perfect concoction. Desperate, cum pouring out of her again, Maggie launched a final dive, aiming her soft clit into Amber’s and trying to crush it like she had Silvia’s and Bianca’s, and the other women she had fought to the end like this. It was her best and this time a desperate move, her ass almost lifting both off the ground with the force she applied. But Amber was ready, and in fact, had known when Maggie’s final ploy was coming because her girlfriend always whimperers three times back-to-back before doing it…she would divulge this to Maggie after this fight…maybe.

She met Maggie’s, the two knubs tightly together in the sex flesh, screams escaping both their mouths, but Amber backed up just enough, just enough for Maggie to think she had it when the blonde flexed down and up, and with gravity pushing down Amber landed on her sex to sex, her clitoris under the redhead’s where it pushed up, using the same tactic she had fucked Bianca with, and in a second it was over.

Maggie’s little clit, her favorite part of her body, the most wonderful feeling organ, was forced into its hood, outmaneuvered, beaten and flattened by Amber’s. Her whole muscular ass was pinned, and the shame made her start to blush in more than just embarrassment. As Amber did it, she brought her head down, just to suck two of Maggie’s fingers into her mouth from their interlaced hand, and the mixing of the sensations, the feelings coursing through every vein and artery of the nerdy librarian, her clit, forced her to go nucellar.

Maggie screamed, her clit and sex surrendering in a full breakdown as Amber took control of her and the conflict. Their pussies had molded and were exchanging sweat and cum in the tablespoons as Amber pulled Maggie’s spasming leg tighter into her tits, somehow holding in her own orgasm as she felt the ecstasy, the best sensation in the world; Maggie Reynolds coming undone beneath her.

“Oh, fuck! Amber! My god…I’m cumming! I can’t! This is insane…I can’t…I can’t push it down! Oh, fuck meeeee AMBER!” Maggie squealed, and the nuclear explosion began a second later, her whole body tensing at once and Maggie Reynolds felt her pussy squirt as she was shot to space. The indulgence was beyond anything before, and it made her lightheaded. It was like a boa constrictor constricting every muscle at once, her toes curled, her green eyes rolled to the back of her head, and she might have bitten off her tongue; she was cumming so forcibly that Amber struggled to ride her without combusting herself.


“Yes! Maggie! CUM HARDER! BREAK! I OWN YOU NERD!” Amber cried, to the ceiling as she did what her girlfriend had done to her a few times in her life. And it was true because for Maggie it was one of the most intense orgasms of her life. Some of her discharge shot directly into Amber’s cunt making the blonde scream in gratification as she held on by a thread holding Maggie down and almost crying for how good it felt to win against her forever rival and hopefully her forever lover.

The librarian’s body was lost in the moment, muscles just flexing and endorphins getting released as the pressure liberated from her head and her clit was numbing. Another scream escaped her red lips as she came again instantly in a back-to-back, her own muscles seemingly triggering it. She moaned to the sky as Amber fucked her, all the fights, all the women who had attacked her letting it happen. She reached up and gripped her girlfriend’s big tits and squeezing them both more like a natural reaction like two big stress balls. Amber moaned almost cumming, but Maggie fell back before she was able to pinch the brown nipples as her orgasm was just too demanding. Amazed her girlfriend was still fighting back, Amber snarled and snapped her hips to make sure Maggie had fully been dominated and the redhead only gasped from the wet slaps that only made her go more insane.

“All that talk babe, and you couldn’t beat me…well now I think you need a little medicine for your attitude!” Amber hissed, her tone not hiding how dangerously close she had been to submitting and exploding similarly to what her girlfriend had just experienced. Then the waves finally stopped coming in such drastic crashes and Maggie seemed to slowly be coming down as Amber eased her back into reality.

“You…” Maggie gasped, but as the first aftershock hit her body, her muscles gave way and she went slack, the hot freckled redhead devastated and brought down by her lover. Right as Amber felt Maggie relax, she fell forward and sunk her teeth into the right ample breast, licking the pink nipple and looking up at her girlfriend’s face, who groaned but made no attempt to stop her. A couple of extra sucks helped the aftershocks continue, but because their sticky wet cunts were still connected Amber pulled away in a moment of clarity. The thick cum strings between their cunts held for a long time thanks to the redhead’s extreme discharge. Smiling, Amber dragged her wet cunt up Maggie’s body until she finally took her seat on the redhead’s chest, her pink open cunt trickling out some cum into the valley of Maggie’s tits.

But before Maggie could start, Amber had another idea. She wanted this, she needed to claim her victory, but tonight she was going to do it like the queen she was…on her feet. With a mischievous grin and using the final bits of her strength stood up in the oil pit. She had won and took a glance at the nine other women passed out around the room; she would never forget this and wanted to make sure Maggie didn’t either. She leaned down and took the long red curly hair into her fingers; squeezing it dripped cum, oil, and even some mud out of her fiery locks. Maggie gave a whimper that was half a ploy to make Amber feel bad, but it seemed her girlfriend knew that trick as well.

“Hehe, I know that one too Maggie, if you have the energy to pretend, then I know you have enough for this.” Amber giggled at her girlfriend’s little ploy. It was almost cute, but if she had the strength to pull that card, it made Amber feel less bad for what she was about to do.

“Hmph….” Maggie whined, her ploy failing as her hair was pulled and she was forced onto her knees her ass pressing into the back of her heels. She was already almost half asleep; if only she had just been able to take Amber down with her like she did Silvia at the orgy, they both would have been passed out within seconds of that final fuck, and she could have argued it was a tie. But her amazing, frustrating girlfriend had miraculously held on and now Amber was standing over her like a vengeful goddess.

Amber held the redhead's hair tightly and moved her legs closer, her dripping groin an inch from the redhead. Then, she used her other hand to stroke the cheek of her forever rival. “Hmm, I wish you had your glasses on, it makes you look even more like the fucking nerdy slut you are.” She laughed when Maggie blushed, and then the punk girl became serious, her brown eyes flashing with fire, “You lost, and you know EXACTLY what I want.”

“Bitch.” The librarian snarled defiantly, her fury of defeat making her bitter even though she was more satisfied than she had been in a long time, which was saying something. She always wanted to be the best, but Amber had beat her. It made all her other victories tonight felt just a little bit sour. She wanted to keep fighting, but she was so done, her body sexually exhausted beyond even the orgy and her first fights with Amber…even the Gala. She hadn’t even cum as much as she did on those other nights…but this one, it was like popping, all the pressure of their relationship and their relationships with so many other women, rushing out of her at once.

Amber seemed to love it, but the grip of the red hair became tauter, “Save that mouth for your punishment. I just proved I’m the better fuck than you, now give me what I want bitch.” She hissed, and she stepped forward with both legs around the redhead so that Maggie had to bend her head up when her girlfriend’s wet sex closed the distance standing above her.

She groaned as Amber’s wet dominant pussy covered her mouth and face, and she had no choice but to start sucking and licking the clit of a woman that had just out fucked her. Amber moaned, pushing Maggie’s face into her groin and trying to keep standing as the mischievous tongue began its work. For Maggie, it was another mountain to climb, one she would never give up on…and never let getaway. Even before she was face fucked, the redhead had already started feeling faint thanks to the night but she started her sexual work with a hungry growl. She shot a death glare up at the blonde, who glanced down and evilly smirked at her, even as the winner struggled to maintain her composer thanks to the redhead’s tongue flicking her love nub back and forth.

At this moment they weren’t girlfriends, they were rivals, and this was a victorious woman claiming her deserved prize over a defeated slut in a duel between their womanhood. Maggie’s entire face was blushing red as she felt the shame of losing, a humiliation that she and Amber exchanged so often, but this was by far the worse in a long time. Amber pushed her hips in hard, and Maggie groaned as her mouth savored her, and what clearly was so many other women mixed in on her girlfriend’s groin. That taste on Amber’s sex, the sex that Maggie considered HER sex, drove her even crazier…though it wasn’t lost on her that Amber would be tasting an equal number of different women if the fortunes were reversed. Her tongue moved in and out, her lips kissing the sex, and in a way she did feel like she was worshipping the very body that had just given her one of the best and most devastating orgasms of her life.

“Yeah…that’s it, bitch. Suck your queen off. I’m the best sexfigher here…the best that you will ever know!” Amber taunted though she voice was getting higher, and she was feeling up her own tits, pinching her brown nipple and moaning to the sky. The taunting made Maggie even more furious, and she might have struggled if she could still feel her legs. But she couldn’t, and she kept sucking and working Amber’s clit aggressively. Then she gave one hot spank to Amber’s thick ass, right as she sucked the delicate nerve bundle in-between her soft lips perfectly. It was all that was needed to finish the punk girl for good.

“Oh god! Yes! Oh, fuck!” Amber began to cry, and then she pushed her hips harder into Maggie’s freckles. The redhead groaned as Amber came in a gush, the pussy flexing in front of her green eyes and then exploding even thanks to the redheads’ impressive skills. She could feel Amber cumming from deep in her core and the sounds Amber made were heaven and hell to her ears. It was a pitch Amber only reached when she won, and when she won an intense match at that.

“FUCK MAGGIE, YES, I WIN!” Amber screamed, loud enough to awaken the other women around the room, but they were all too out of it to do anything to disrupt Amber’s win. The blonde’s pink labia flexed again and cum almost poured out of Amber, to the point some of the discharge splattered on Maggie’s lips and then rolled down her chin before dripping onto her tits in an absolute mess.

The blonde’s legs were trembling, her toes curling as she tried to spread it over every inch of Maggie’s surface. The whole ordeal went on for a good fifteen seconds until Amber almost fell back in shock and Maggie gasped with her mouth full of thick creamy strings of cum and spit glued to her from her rival. The blonde’s legs continued shaking, and her ass was twitching from the intensity of how she had just cum in that dominant position. She flipped her head forward, and almost collapsed onto the redhead, but caught her knees with her hands. Then she looked up to see her work and couldn’t help having a lopsided grin. Her forever rival, her hopefully forever girlfriend, her face was covered in her cum and looked like a frustratingly perfectly satisfied slut. The best sight in the world for a winner of a sexfight and Maggie was as satisfied and defeated as she could be.

With the final battle ended and after all she had done, Maggie was on the edge of passing out, her eyes flickering more and more by the second. She was so satisfied that it was disgusting. She never thought it possible for a woman to make her feel this way. She had hit the sexual wall; one she had only been to a few times in her life…though it was becoming a much more common occurrence over the last two years with these women. She could feel some of her red curls sticking to her cheeks thanks to the cum, she was filthy and covered in grime…and she loved it. It surprised her how gentle Amber was as she was pulled up and forced to sit on the side of the rubber ring after a few slippery steps, her green eyes opening to see the brown orbs in front of her. “I win,” Amber repeated and then pressed her lips to Maggie’s lightly in a pucker…and though their fight was real, they did linger in this lip lock for a few extra seconds until Amber pulled away.

“Love you, babe.” She whispered and smirked before she calmly pushed her girlfriend out of the ring that sent the redhead lying next to Jenny. “You…bitch…” Maggie breathed as her mind began to go blank, her body beaten in sexual warfare by Amber and all her friends and rivals. The longest night she had experienced sex and fighting finally caught up with her. All she could whisper was “I love you too…”, just before she passed out, unaware if Amber heard her. Yet, the blonde had, and she had a small smile that was worth a thousand words hearing Maggie say it after their fight. “I win!” She yelled out, and with no response from any of the defeated women, and then she finally collapsed down in the ring. The blonde’s body demanded sleep as she laid down alone in the rubber pool, alone, victorious and the last woman standing on this wild night.

The next morning….

The morning was rough, and as Maggie’s green eyes cracked open at the sun breaking through the windows, her body felt like it has been put through the ringer. It seemed all the women had all woken up right around the same time and quickly left the oily living room without many words being exchanged. Some ended up in Silvia’s bed, some in Natalie’s and some in the other guest bedroom. Honestly, Maggie hadn’t even thought about who was laying with her during the night and even now she didn’t take the time to figure it out, ignoring the ceiling mirror above her. She pulled herself out of what was Silvia’s bed across 3 other warm bodies and made her way into the master suite bathroom, desperate to take a shower.

The on-suite was massive and clean compared to the rest of the house. Thankfully she was already nude and quickly turned the water on to the walk-in shower, letting it heat up nice and steamy before stepping in. Right as the water hit her skin, she let out a light moan over the sound of the rushing water. It felt amazing to feel the heat begin to wash away the oil, cum, spit, mud, and dirt that had coated her body throughout the night of sex and fighting. Steam quickly filled the room, and she just relaxed; her mind reeled about all that had happened. Then, just as she was about to start washing with the sweet-smelling soap Silvia owned, the bathroom door opened. Bianca stood there, her blue eyes widening slightly seeing the shower already occupied by none other than her co-worker.

There was a short tense moment as they stared between the foggy glass, but before either could speak, Maggie pushed open the glass door from the inside, and Bianca stepped in a second later. Closing them in behind her, they stood apart in the tiled bath, the large shower head pouring down above and between them. Bianca’s body looked as ravaged as Maggie’s and she wondered how her co-worker’s night had gone and what was going through her head with the outcome…did they both know Amber had beaten them both? They had limited space and Maggie also couldn’t help thinking this was leading to another fight…continuing the sex war into the morning. But as the seconds passed, she felt there was a rare lack of hostility so far emanating from the raven-haired beauty.

To ensure her co-worker didn’t misread the signs, Maggie stepped back even giving her some extra space and allowing her to rinse off her grime. The other librarian took the cue and stepped into the water letting a sigh of contentment escape her lips and Maggie watched the tense pale muscles relax. Slowly she decided to move back forward, and Bianca too made space, but it would be impossible for them to both be under the water without some of their lush bodies rubbing.

And lightly they did touch; letting the water pour down their womanly crevasses while they brushed skin. They were soft, careful to not bump too hard and start a fight. After a few seconds of this wary approach, Bianca leaned down and took the soapy bottle Maggie had been planning on using. The redhead watched her carefully pour the pink soap into her palm in a long drip. Then, without warning, she began to pour it on Maggie’s and her breasts back and forth, not aggressively but it was still a bit surprising.

But Maggie let it happen, and then didn’t even react when Bianca ran her hands gently over her sore breasts, carefully beginning to wash her. Maggie looked down and gasped at how good it felt, very much enjoying the sensation, and then began to return the light massage. They began to wash each other slowly at first, before getting more thorough with their fingers and brave with their exploration. They didn’t speak, just simply washed, two nude co-worker’s who had already done a lot more than just shower together, but still, this felt the most intimate.

They soon became covered in little white soap bubbles that seemed to shape naturally into bikinis of foam. It was far more tranquil than her fight with Silvia in a similar style, though the person she was with was of equal level of frustration and attraction in her life. Her finger’s traced down Bianca’s curves, around and under her heavy breasts, across her back, over her big ass and down each leg tracing the toned lines. Younger Maggie would have died to be in the current Maggie’s place, but even though she was far used to being with and having sex with women of this level of attractiveness, she still was amazed. Bianca was so gorgeous, and that made their rivalry all the better.

But then her body started getting rubbed sexually and thoroughly, as Bianca ensured that her goal to achieve perfection was not just in sex, but also in washing her co-worker’s dirty body. It got more personal when she started using her breasts to wash Maggie’s back, the fat balls rubbing and unevenly spreading the soap. At last, Bianca stepped forward and their soapy bodies blended behind the white foam. They almost let out sighs of relief as the final walls of tension disappeared when the soap between their breasts squeezed up and out like they were double titfucking a man. They continued to clean now body on body and then, even more, so they kissed. It was almost pleasant, not loving, not hungry, just an enjoyable makeout in a private setting with someone in every other scenario they would be fighting against. Right now, they were on the same team, and it was nice to share their mutual attraction. Leisurely moving around the shower with their still tired bodies for a few seconds, their rubbing got somehow even more thorough up close. And the two librarians’ felt like every nook and cranny of their figures had been purified. Slowly, Maggie ended up on the far glass wall, still making out with Bianca like two horny teenagers. After almost two minutes of being tongue-tied, Bianca broke it with a sigh but kept their now clean bodies nice and close.

“Our job.”, Bianca said, not in a way like she was scared, or excited…just a hard fact while her nude body lightly held Maggie’s on the cold but not uncomfortable glass.

“Yes…soon.” Maggie replied in the same tone as she rotated them slowly, adding two big ass marks of Bianca’s next to her own in the condensation. Then she used her soapy body to rub Bianca again, using her tits and nipples to draw lines in the soap. The attraction was palpable like it had been on their first meeting, and every meeting since. But even after how much they had done, there were still so many questions between them.

“Very soon.” Bianca finally replied as her tits were shifted by the other orbs. She wrapped her arms loosely around Maggie’s thin waist, marvelling at her co-worker’s body. Maggie Reynolds was the first woman she worked with who truly matched her. It was fascinating and, in a way, had led to her being in a night filled with sexfighting women…she still hated her though.

It was mutual, and then Maggie sighed knowing this little hot tongue play was the exception to their rule, and that is how she wanted it, “You better be careful walking around the library, I’m going to molest you every chance I get until you just can’t take it.”

Bianca sighed as well, “Oh, our game is just warming up…I have a feeling we might get caught because of how intense these tactics are going to become.”

“Oh, I doubt we will, we are both wonderful at keeping up professional illusions, aren’t we Miss Marshal?”

A little smirk, “Indeed we are, Miss Reynolds…I look forward to the continuation of our mutual game. I’m going to ruin your career.”

“I think mutual destruction is the better word, but at least we will find out who sits atop the professional and sexual totem pole.”

The entire conversion happening over the water and their wet slick bodies playfully rubbing and being caressed. With that, Maggie and Bianca kissed one last time sealing their dirty promise, a hot last moment of peace between the two co-workers as they let the water rinse them during their soapy make out going back under the flow of water. Then, it finished, and Maggie made her way out of the shower while Bianca stayed in a bit longer. ‘What a weird morning.’ The redhead thought as she dried herself with one of the white towels and left the bathroom. On the bed, the other two women who had slept there were moving, and Maggie guessed they were going to head to the shower as soon as they were up.

In the closet, she picked out a fancy pink lacy thong and bra she had seen Silvia wear in their photo contests…a small prize from their boxing. Then she put on some workout clothes, mainly because there were plenty to choose from. Her bit toned ass filed out the material while the sports bra strained on her body…it was nice and tight. If she went to the gym in this, she was sure any man or even woman would have a heart attack.

She then made her way down to the kitchen after dressing, the mess of the night in nearly every room. It took her a second, but she eventually found a side room that looked untouched, and sat down on one of the couches, her muscles tired from even descending the stairs. Slowly but surely the other guests all appeared in various borrowed workout gear, but there was little conversation. Only dirty glances as they all sat on their phones seemingly waiting for everyone to join them and maybe figure out what happened in all the chaos.

Maggie didn’t blame them, everyone looked ragged from a night of sexfighting. Finally, Silvia appeared, carrying in some tea and coffee, continuing her tradition as the hostesses with most. Finally, with everyone there, they sat around the room, ten stupidly attractive women who had spent the previous night all trying to out fuck each other to exhaustion and figure out the totem pole. Tense was the word until Maggie finally decided to break the silence. “Bianca.”

“Yes, Maggie?” The other librarian responded quickly like she had been expecting it, their eyes meeting. All the other women watched the conversation with bated breath, the first that would set the stage. Their hot shower make out seemed like forever ago, and not less than 15 minutes.

“After today, I own Silvia and Jenny, and you only own Amber for a week…how about a trade?”

Bianca eyed her and took an extra-long sip of tea before she glanced at Jenny and Silvia who both smiled back at her. A little grin and she turned her expression to Maggie. “Absolutely not. I will see Amber tomorrow morning at my place, as my sex slave…and I’m adding a day because this one is a wash.”

Maggie smiled and no matter how much she didn’t want to feel this way…she was happy that was her co-worker’s decision. She looked at her girlfriend, “Well, it was worth a shot.”

Amber winked at her, and then looked at Bianca and all the girls. “Good, now that I lasted the longest over all of you, I’m going to be a very infuriating slave.”

“That’s exactly what I want.”

“Then I’m coming with her!” Marissa suddenly spoke up to everyone’s surprise as she stood up and sat next to Amber who smirked at her ‘owner’ from across the room. Bianca was just about to tell the intern to fuck off, when Riley yelled, “Well, then I’ll be over there too!” And she moved next to Bianca, who almost said no, but saw the eagerness in Riley’s eyes and sighed. There was no choice, and the professional just licked her lips, “Well, looks like it will be quite a hangout then.”

The ice broke; Isabella went next. She looked right at Daphne who was already glaring at her. “Dance class is next Friday.”

“Yep, and I won’t be playing the drums this time. Hope you are ready.”

“Don’t worry, I will be.”

All the other girls looked back and forth between the two, but they said nothing else…the date and time set for them, and a private dance booked. Again, silence filled the room, but there was one elephant, and when Amber stood up, it was clear what it was.

“Well, as the winner and best fuck out of all of us, I do want a prize for winning the whole thing last night, so you can all give me your favorite bikinis next time I see you.” She taunted, and the entire room, except for Natalie, glared at her, and that included Izzy, Maggie, and Marissa. They had all wanted to win, and to know that somehow Amber, even after all she went through lasted the longest, bruised quite a few egos.

Amber then looked at Natalie, who looked away like a puppy who did something wrong. “I don’t want to be a sex slave; I told you I hate that stuff.” She murmured not caring what the room thought of her. None of the other women spoke up, and Amber let out a little sigh.

“Nat…I don’t want you as a slave, we are cool. I just have one request. Go hang out with Maggie and Silvia and drive them both crazy.” Natalie looked up at Amber like she had just gotten the best present in the world shot up, while Maggie and Silvia looked like they were about to protest, “Yes sir!” She giggled making the salute sign, then her stare turned to the two women and mouths closed. “Don’t worry I’ll ref and bring some good weed.”

“And…we have band practice next Thursday, and you two will be there.” Amber ordered, and she could see the tension leave Jenny’s features and Daphne’s shoulders. It annoyed Amber that she was giving them what they wanted…but she did understand. It was time for her to act a bit more mature in both her band and relationship…but she would make Jenny and Daphne suffer a bit extra.

Things went quiet then, even with a few of them not having said a word. It really felt like all the women were trying to find an excuse to leave, and then Silvia gave it to them. “Get the fuck out all of you…expect you, Nat.” She added when the hippie gave her those same puppy eyes. “Fuck…I need to call some cleaners.” She added and sighed.

“Let’s go Riley,” Bianca said, head high and giving slight nods to Jenny, Daphne, Natalie, and Silvia, but fully ignoring the other four.

As Riley walked out behind her, she stuck her tongue out at Marissa and Isabella, the blonde sticking her right back while Isabella rolled her eyes.

“Let’s go home, Maggie. Mari, Izzy, I’ll text you both tonight.” Amber said to their friends and Maggie got up with her, all the remaining eyes on the incredible couple who had lasted to the end of the night only to go at it themselves.

“Sounds good, Amber!”
“Cool.” They replied, their own future matches set with who they wanted.

The punk girl left the room and as Maggie walked behind her, she paused in front of Jenny and Silvia, “I’ll text you both when I want you to come over…and what to wear each time.” Then she departed, the ex-interns following a second later. Jenny and Daphne exchanged a look and Silvia leaned over and talked to them…about what, neither girlfriend heard.

Maggie and Amber made their way outside towards Maggie’s car as Isabela and Marissa came behind walking towards the one parked to them. As the redhead reached her car, she looked up to see Marissa waiting for the Izzy to unlock the passenger door.

“Hey, Marissa!” Maggie suddenly yelled, and the blonde stopped at the car door turning to face the approaching redhead.

“What? You going to finally say sorry?” Marissa questioned suspiciously turning and facing Maggie. Their hot bodies in their skin-tight clothes looked incredible as they came up face to face. Maggie had a million things to say; sorry, let’s chat…but she just couldn’t do it.

“Nope, just to remind you that you’re a brat.” And Maggie spit between Marissa’s tits, slipping in the tiny space created from the workaround bra. She turned before the blonde could respond or return the favor and mouthed a sorry at Isabella who laughed and winked at her. She knew she would have to pay for that later…but she didn’t care. She and Marissa had a really wet night ahead of them eventually, might as well make it as aggressive as possible so they could hash it all out.

Maggie and Amber got back to the librarian’s flat an hour later. Silence was between them, but it didn’t feel uncomfortable considering how the last 12 hours had gone. Once they were back, Amber jumped in the shower, a much-desired second was that that would be much longer than her short rinse at Silvia’s while Maggie ordered some food and waited on the couch for her girlfriend. With the adrenaline of the night wearing off, she quickly was getting tired, but she desperately wanted to talk to Amber first. She felt like she had to explain, apologize, and be apologized to, all at once. This waiting was almost unbearable, but she kept her butt on the couch and waited with only a light sigh from her lips. The door opened from the bathroom a minute or so later, and a trail of steam that poured out hinted at just how sizzling Amber had washed in.

“Well, that was a night.” Amber hummed with a neutral tone coming around from the couch, wrapped in only a small white towel that must have been above her nipples. Maggie’s eyes were drawn to her girlfriend who looked like a fallen angel to her right now. The blonde’s visible body parts were ravaged with teeth marks, bruises, and red scratches that looked painful. Yet she knew some, if not the worse was her own doing, and that made her weirdly happy. Her own body was in the exact same state, and she was sure Amber liked it.

“Can we just sit and talk for a bit?” She asked the standing girl, shifting her sore body on the couch, the loose tiny cotton shorts showing a glimpse of her pussy as she moved to make room and saw Amber’s eyes flicker to the sight.

“Yeah…do you mind if I lay on you?”

“I would really like it if you did.”

Given the permission, Amber shifted down, the towel almost coming loose but staying on her breasts. Their arms tangled a bit, and then Amber leaned in, coming to relax on Maggie’s body, and even though she was sore, Maggie would not let her go. After a few minutes of this embrace, Maggie knew she had to say what was on her mind. She didn’t feel worried like she used to when talking about her feelings with Amber, but it would only fester if she held it in. She opened her mouth to speak when Amber beat her to it.

“I need to communicate with you better,” Amber murmured, and Maggie held her breath. It was exactly what she wanted to hear, and she didn’t even have to pry…her girlfriend was doing her best and Maggie’s felt her heart skip a beat.

“I would like that…and I need to be more honest with you.”

“Not really, you are just saying that to make me feel better…but thanks,” Amber replied and nuzzled softer into the t-shirt. So vastly different than the sexfighting punk bitch who made her eat her out just the previous night. This was her Amber, the one she only knew and wanted to be with…even though she loved the other part just as much.

Another minute of quiet, “Do you want to talk about it?” Maggie asked.

“Not really, I get it now…like why you love it…and that you still love me. I promise I don’t mind you fighting other women…I’m going to get better at explaining…myself.”

“If you ever feel worried, scared, about me fighting anyone, Silvia, Jenny, Bianca, Izzy, Teagan.” She stopped knowing the list would only go on. “Anyone…I will stop…no questions asked.”

Amber looked up at her, “You mean it, don’t you? Well, you won’t have to because I will never ask you to…but that does make me feel better knowing that. Thanks, babe.”

“No, thank you for being open with me Amber.”

Another short silence and Amber looked up with her soft brown eyes, “I want to watch you and Silvia in front of a crowd…I want to see you embarrass her…and get embarrassed.”

“You don’t want me to win?” Maggie questioned, raising an eyebrow.

“Hmm…I don’t know…maybe.”

Maggie felt confused, and then laughed, for some reason getting that out of Amber made it even better. This openness, god how did she get so lucky to land her? Then she remembered how, a whole of pain, heartbreak, and aggressive sex…well at least it was worth it in the end. “Well, then maybe I want to see you fight Bianca…or Isabella…just to see if you are better.”

“Hmm, I’m sure I can arrange that, everyone wants a piece of the best,” Amber said, a little grin on her lips as Maggie huffed out a bit of air from her nostrils.

One more minute passed in comfortable silence, “Amber…no matter what happens…I want to be with you…forever. You’re the love of my life and I hope you’re okay with that.” Maggie whispered, her heart safe, but just needing to say it, and hear the response.

“And you’re mine. I love you so much, Maggie.” Amber whispered back; her voice almost trembling but getting stronger as she finished. They looked eye to eye and then, without saying anything, they hugged, a long tender hug that lasted a long time. Then, when they pulled apart, they shared a soft loving kiss that lingered on their sore lips. When they separated again, Maggie Reynolds felt all of her choices landed her here, and that was perfect. She could just relax on this couch all night with her girlfriend…but Amber had other ideas. One of her hands had slipped underneath Maggie’s shirt and was already cupping a feeling of her girlfriend’s big breasts.

“The food will be here in like 5 minutes…” Maggie said, but her voice hiked up and she wasn’t about to stop Amber as her nipple hardened under her touch. The shower makeout with Bianca, the kissing with Silvia and Jenny, and her taunt with Marissa. And then, her girlfriend’s deceleration of love, that got her going, and she wanted her girlfriend more than anything…but in their way.

Luckily, Amber was right there with her. “That’s fine...I only need 3 to make you cum like a little bitch.” Amber smirked, shifting a bit more so their bodies aligned.

Maggie sat up, just a bit more, her lips back on Ambers lightly. “We will see about that bitch.” And they kissed again, but this time with a lot more passion and ready to sexfight again.

10 years later….

A woman sat alone at a poolside bar; her smooth pale back visible thanks to her low black dress that stopped just under her Venus mounds. She seemed to be waiting for someone while the tropical weather was making her bushy red hair frizzy even after she had spent the last two hours trying to push it down. A small fancy drink was in her hand, and she twirled it slowly…god she had missed alcohol, and this was her first time drinking in what felt like 2 years. Several people approached the sitting woman, but she quickly sent them away, smiling sweetly as she did so. The final man was slightly more persistent until she moved her left hand into view where a little ring was placed. “Ahh, I’m so sorry, but I’m taken.” The woman noted, flashing the rock at the man.

“Oh, lucky guy.” The man replied, and didn’t hear the redhead laugh lightly, “Indeed.”

As the well-dressed man moved away, another woman entered the bar, her dark brown eyes scanning the crowd. She was slightly tall in her heels, and had a look of a real beauty, though, at the age of 34, a few small lines of age on her face had started to appear. She had very light brown hair, only reverting to her natural color a few years ago after an external crisis. As her eyes seemed to land on bar sitting woman, she smirked like she often did seeing that wild red hair. Drawing eyes from around the room as she moved in her small silver dress, she came behind the sitting and softly ran her fingers on the lower exposed back of the redhead, sending a shiver up the sitting woman’s spine. Before the woman could twirl on the seat, the brown-eyed girl leaned down and whispered into her ear, “Hey babe.” She breathed, running her hand along the sitting woman’s lower back again making the freckled girl sigh at the light by sensual contact.

“Hey…you made me wait…that’s not very nice.”

A little giggle escaped the pink lips near the ear, and she resisted the temptation to nip her girl’s lope, “You know I like to tease you…thought after all this time you would be used to it.”

Maggie turned her head just in time to catch Amber’s incoming kiss a second later, the lush soft red and pink connecting, and tongues playfully ghosting the other’s lips. It only lasted a second when Amber pulled away and Maggie let out a whimper of annoyance, that made Amber smirk again before she said in a loving tone, “Happy anniversary Mags.”

“Happy anniversary Amber. Sit with me please.” Maggie motioned and the silver dressed woman took her place next to her lover. The blonde quickly ordered a drink and sighed as she and Maggie let their knees touch under the bar as they sipped it slowly and enjoyed the view of the ocean and each other. “We haven’t been on holiday in forever. Almost a year or so.” Maggie commented after a minute and Amber let out a sigh.

“That’s your fault.”

“True, but you haven’t objected recently, have you?”

“Nope, I’m just amazed you made something I love more than you. Have you checked in?” Amber asked after sticking out her tongue at Maggie who rolled her green eyes but didn’t dispute the comment.

“To the room or our little guy?” Maggie answered, but at that second her phone lit up revealing a photo of her and Amber smiling wide, with a little baby between them.

“Our guy.”

“Yes, twice. He is fine…it is weird being away from him though.”

“He will be fine! You mother him too much.”

“I have too. It’s not fair that he is so obsessed with you…even though I’m the one who has been feeding him and carried him for 9 terrible months.” Maggie complained, a bit of edge in her voice that she couldn’t hide.

“And I love you even more for it, but what can I say? He knows I’m the fun one.” Amber teased and Maggie poked her on their knees playfully before she continued, “But hey, at least for the first time in your life your tits are actually bigger than mine. Ridiculous.”

“Small consolation prize…They are just swollen; I hope I left enough milk.” Maggie noted, glancing down, at the extra cup size she had gained. It was fun, and Amber’s obsession with her literal milk jugs was endearing. She doubted it would happen, but fighting another woman, another mother milking had been a thought in her head since Silvia and Amber teased her about it.

“I’m sure Auntie Marissa and….” A smash interrupted their conversation thanks to a waiter dropping a glass. A second later Amber turned to her wife, with a sigh, “Well, I’m sure they will be fine, and you left enough milk to feed a village. I’m just worried about all the costumes Mari will be getting him dressed up in.”

Maggie and Amber laughed together at the thought, knowing it was true, then Amber got serious. “You know I love him so much, but I really did miss our alone time like this.”

“Me too…it has been a while since you and I had some fun alone,” Maggie commented, her own lips curling up as she eyed the skimpiness of the silver dress. She worried that Amber would have only played nice after her pregnancy. But after fully healing, the blonde had only gotten more aggressive with her and it thrilled her.

“It has, so are you going to play around with me tonight…you little fucking nerd,” Amber whispered, with a lick of her dark red lips that almost looked purple.

“Oh, I very much plan to play with you tonight….and some others if we can find them.”

“Oh, Mags, I’m shocked, have some fun people already catch your attention?” Amber playfully asked as she scanned the bar behind them.

“Maybe…that couple over there have been eying me, but you never really know, do you?” Maggie replied, nodding her head slightly to the left where an equally attractive couple was sitting. Two women, one with brown bushy hair that had a similar look to Maggie’s and tits that also looked swollen with milk were looking at Maggie with a curious expression, it didn’t help that the blonde woman on her shoulder looked like Amber’s twin. Since Amber had walked in and sat next to Maggie, the brown-haired woman’s curiosity seemed to have doubled, and the redhead was returning it with equal intensity.

Amber sighed, “Ahh, you took the teasing about a milk fight seriously then?” She giggled, then rolled her soft brown eyes, “You sure know how to find them…clearly you haven’t played with Silvia in long enough time.”

“Yeah, my forever bitch and I do need to meet up.”

“Oh god, she calls you the same thing. You’re both ridiculous…not to mention all the other girls you have nicknames with.”

“Whatever, they just all want a piece of me, and about that couple, what can I say? I just love the adventure…it’s your fault I’m like this.”

Amber laughed, “I could say the same to you, it’s been a fun ten years hasn’t it?”
Maggie nodded and they clicked their glasses and took a sip, but a sultry look came to the blonde’s face a second later. “Anyway, tonight your mine, then we can play with some others. Hope you’re ready to be absolutely dominated.”

“Babe, you might be a little younger, but I know how to make you squeal like just like when you were 22.”

“Oh, we will have to test that.” Amber noted as Maggie stood up, “Fuck me, you somehow you look just as good after the baby…wild, that’s not supposed to be possible.”

The admiration of her girl was not lost on Maggie and a light blush appeared on the
woman’s cheeks. “Flattery won’t save you from being put on your back tonight.”

“I hope not, I don’t want you going soft,” Amber responded and interlaced their fingers, leaving some cash on the bar and leading Maggie away back towards their hotel room. The two women grinning like horny teenagers and feeling like when they first started hooking up and fighting...all those years ago.

The End.

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Welp- that was a hell of a story part to write, and I’m worried no one will actually read it all cause it was way to long. Even I don’t’ know if I can hahaha. BUT I had to touch on every fight lol, I hope the matches didn’t get boring or repetitive (my BIGGEST FEAR seriously).

And thus ends a wild night, another short stories that just went longer than I imagined, fuck this part alone was triple some of my other stories haha. Thanks to everyone who read it if you made it through. I don’t know how well it landed so I guess we will see.

I do miss the long buildup between women who hate each other, and will be going back to writing short, isolated stories with one fight each for awhile. For this one, I promised myself it would be 7 parts…so it was, including this orgy mess that I had wanted to tackle. I prob should have snapped that into 4, but I wanted it to feel non-stop which it was, and why the women were going down faster than normal. I wish I had done a bit more at the end but meh, save that for other stories, this one was long enough haha.

Well, This will also be the last time I will use Amber and Maggie’s relationship as a story point. I’m sure they will have their up and downs, but we now know they are still together 10 years later. I’m also sure some people won’t like the idea of them having a kid. I did that cause I do want Maggie to be a mother (and she would too) and to fight another hot milf (frizzy brown haired girl might give her some trouble) and honestly I think Amber would come around to the idea as long as she wasn’t the one carrying the kid. I’m not done writing about our girlfriends (now wives), but from now on their relationship won’t be in doubt which I’m happy with.

But who is Marissa with? To be seen haha

NOTE: I will NOT make them all lesbian relationships with each other as tempting as it is. In fact I have a funny idea where one of them has to explain that even though they love fucking women, they are still bi and want to date men which shocks the other lol. I just really enjoy Marissa and see her dating a few people in the group and maybe one in particular.With all the amazing stories on the board right now, thanks for reading this one. Would like to hear your thoughts and will respond as much as I can. If not, that’s cool too haha DO YOU. OKAY, again, hope you all enjoyed that’s it, catch yall later.

[JB57]

Whoa! I just cut and pasted this chapter and it's about 80 pages long! It will take me a while to get through this, but I am really looking forward to the conclusion of this epic!

JB57

[Canary-]

how can we complain? (although it is true that if it took its time to finish reading it haha)

[YuriLesboLover]

(Sighs). This just had to drop on the day I started working on the climax(pun intended) of Cops and Robbers. I’ll finish it first and then consider this my reward. I’m only about a third of the way done at most. It will be my masterpiece, I swear. Long, detailed and hot as can be. Thanks for giving me more motivation, King. I swear I’ll read this the second after I upload my part. Ciao!

[Giannis-CB]

Hi King,

I copied it to read it.
Then you will read my opinion.


Thanks a lot for your hot stories.
I have no doubt that this will be proved another one of your masterpieces !

[YuriLesboLover]

Man…Where do I even begin? I feel like I need a nap after all that. How convenient for us to upload our longest works yet at almost the same time too. I loved every bit of it. So much hotness. The flash forward made me nervous that you would end the series here and I’m glad you won’t. We still have that other girl band and much more to look forward to. Nonetheless, if you feel you need a break, take one. You’ve earned it.

I’m okay with Maggie being a Mom. The lactation has lots of possibilities. Amber losing her dyed hair though is disappointing. I feel it was her trademark. Oh, well. Four and a half hours it took me to go through all of that. Just three hours less than it took for me to write the Jasmine-Sabrina fight. What a masterpiece. As always, I can’t wait to see more and am happy that they won’t go through any more couples drama anymore. If that kept happening after this, it would start to feel forced.

[JB57]

Dear King,

This was really great. The orgy was amazingly well done and did not feel repetitive at all. In fact, I'm amazed that you managed to keep the whole fight feeling so fresh and different with all the various battles going on. I will admit that I was disappointed by the outcome - I guess when push come to shove, I really do have one favourite between our two heroines -but I guess it was a way to balance things out after the last big fight between those two.

The flash forward was also good and I look forward to a few stories from the later years. But I also hope that you focus on more stories from the contemporary era. I want to read a lot more about Maggie and Amber dealing with their various rivals and each other and, of course, there is this whole massive Showtime vs. the other bar battle coming up.

I'm looking forward to the shorter stories, including your other series. You know what I'm about to ask: how is "A Cold Chill 2" coming along? ;-) Of course, after completing this magnum opus, I know that you are allowed to take a break! But consider the appeal for even more of your stories (including the spy series) as a sign of how good you are at creating characters/scenarios that demand more attention!

Take care,

JB

[kingofdapirates1]

Great minds post alike Yuri, it was fun being able to read yours as I posted as well, the board is feasting! Keep the cop and robbers coming, I can’t wait to read more of those. Dont’ worry as well, Amber will be blonde in pretty much every story I use her in…I don’t plan on writing more than one story when they are older, and that will be very Maggie focused honestly), I didn’t want to keep the whole ‘are they gonna break up this time!?’ Like nah, they can still fight, and be on opposite sides, but will be together. It’s also gonna shift away from them a bit, like they will obviously be in it, and have matches but the other girls will be more of the main characters. (if that makes sense) But who knows maybe I won’t lol. I always seem to go back to Maggie and Amber.

Canary- Hahahah, it was dumb long though. Won’t be another like this for a while.

Giannis- l hope so, but we will see.

JB- Yeah, I agree, Maggie losing is rough because I don’t like making my fav girl lose (though I do it a lot lol) but it does give her more drive to go at it! Glad the orgy fight felt fresh, I tried to make it as interesting and hot as possible without it getting confusing to who was where and such. I’ll message about the progress on some of the stories, but yeah! Cold Chill is on it’s way. Your new story with the Succubus def got me back into the mindset to write that one.

[YuriLesboLover]

Great minds post alike Yuri, it was fun being able to read yours as I posted as well, the board is feasting! Keep the cop and robbers coming, I can’t wait to read more of those. Dont’ worry as well, Amber will be blonde in pretty much every story I use her in…I don’t plan on writing more than one story when they are older, and that will be very Maggie focused honestly), I didn’t want to keep the whole ‘are they gonna break up this time!?’ Like nah, they can still fight, and be on opposite sides, but will be together. It’s also gonna shift away from them a bit, like they will obviously be in it, and have matches but the other girls will be more of the main characters. (if that makes sense) But who knows maybe I won’t lol. I always seem to go back to Maggie and Amber.

Canary- Hahahah, it was dumb long though. Won’t be another like this for a while.

Giannis- l hope so, but we will see.

JB- Yeah, I agree, Maggie losing is rough because I don’t like making my fav girl lose (though I do it a lot lol) but it does give her more drive to go at it! Glad the **** fight felt fresh, I tried to make it as interesting and hot as possible without it getting confusing to who was where and such. I’ll message about the progress on some of the stories, but yeah! Cold Chill is on it’s way. Your new story with the Succubus def got me back into the mindset to write that one.

Stories focusing on the other girls is a great idea.

[Eights]

What an insane balancing act. I went in cheering for no one because of how crazy and fun the ride would be. And it blew my expectations away. At no point did it lull, and the creativity of how some girls went at each other compared to how they'd go after a former/current/new rival.. frenemy.. BFF with benefits? Top notch. What's crazy is even through all that there were still girls how didn't engage each other at all

Got 60% into it when I realized "wait is this leading to Maggie vs Ambers at the end?? Oh Shit!!" Genuinely didn't expect them to go the distance. But that, the chit chat at Maggies and the Mommy Maggie, milkers?, future scene was an excellent send off to them finally being on the same wave length regarding their relationship.

God every girl got their little moment of growth or fleshed out personality. And I SEE your little three way fight over who got to eat out Nat. Fine I'll just have to draw a scene with FOUR girls fighting over one snack ^^.