Assassin Island, Chap 3

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ASSASSIN ISLAND

Warning: This ADULT FANTASY contains descriptions of extreme graphic violence and gratuitous, wild sex. For open-minded people only!

CHAPTER 3: A DEADLY UNION
by Jessika and Abby



In another hour, after a long, refreshing bubble bath, Jessika, dressed in a short black skirt, high heels and white blouse, and matching handbag, but no bra, was knocking on Katja's door. Katja opened it, wearing a transparent wispy aqua peignoir. Jessika ran her eyes over the curvy outline of the sexy, slim figure underneath, bringing a blush of lusty desire to the cheeks of the older assassin. Katja raised one eyebrow teasingly as she eyed Jessie's puckered nipples through her blouse, and elegantly held out a full champagne glass to Jessika.



"Welcome to my humble abode, dear Jessie." She murmured in a sexy, throaty voice. "Care to come in and play?" 



"Gawd, Katja, I haven't been able to think of anything else. Firing those arrows into Tiffany and teasing those two horny guys has made me so hot!" Jessika smiled and took the completely filled glass carefully from her hand and stepped inside the door. 



"Tee hee! But you better drink a little of that before you walk." Katja nodded at the bubbly champagne, winking as she did so. "It's kind of full. I'm trying to get you drunk so I can take advantage of you....just a warning." 



Jessika was enjoying this. The younger Katja flirting with her and making a first move was something she wasn?t used to .... usually she?d have to make the first move. Eagerly she flirted back, raising the glass to her lips and taking a sip of Katja's very expensive champagne. "Ooooh, should I be frightened?" 



Katja slowly closed the door behind Jessika and locked it. "Only if you don't like a horny girl who can't get enough of you."

Looking deeply into each other?s large, dark brown eyes, they gently clicked their glasses without spilling, then carefully linked arms, and toasted each other. ?To us ? the best two assassins in the world!?



?Tee hee! And the two horniest, kinkiest ones too ?? Katja whispered softly, winking and giggling provocatively.


Jessika felt an insatiable rush of lust build for the younger, athletic woman and wanted to put the champagne glass down and grab her and f**k her, but there was no place. no table for her to put it down in the foyer. Instead she smiled and looked at the magnificent display of beautiful trophies Katja had taken from her numerous kills. A particularly lovely silver bracelet with delicate links, adorned with sparkling diamonds caught her eye. Idly she picked it up, and fastened it around her wrist, admiring its sparkle as she moved her arm.



?That was from that blonde woman, Sandi, during our first foray for Mr. A ?... remember? At least that bitch gave me some opposition before I killed her ? it was really good!? Katja whispered huskily, before continuing. ?And you?re welcome to have it as a present from me to you.?



?Thanks, dear Katja.? Jessie whispered. ?I?d love that!?



Then her eyes fell on the erotic painting by Aishado of a couple of beautiful Amazons locked in mortal combat, their naked bodies shimmering from exertion, their eyes wide with pumping adrenaline, nipples clearly aroused as they dueled. One of the Amazons was skewered by a sword, with her own weapon starting to slip from her limp fingers, her face distorted in agony, eyes wide in disbelief, while her killer gloated in triumph. It was so intensely arousing, Jessika couldn't help lingering in front of the painting.

Katja too was staring wistfully at Aishado's marvelous painting. It brought back memories of their first hunt.....her first kill on this fascinating island.........a ballet with swords .... a deadly Pas de Deux ...... She closed her eyes and saw it all again.

.... I had assumed control.... continually denying Sandi's blade, while inflicting minor wounds on my blonde opponent. I knew I HAD HER. As I felt the kill approaching, an unstoppably rising tide of pleasure welled up in my groin, spreading it's warmth.....infusing my slim, well muscled body with sweet fire.........And then an opening !! I immediately drove my sword into my rival's plump breast. The tall blonde warrior's face contorted in surprise and agony, her sword hung limp for a moment and then fell to ground as her hands opened convulsively. I wasted no time, and quickly plunged my rapier into the inviting target that was Sandi's soft belly, so deep that it's tip jutted from the small of her back. My eyes sparkled at the sight of the young blonde skewered on my sword like so much shish-kebab, her big blue eyes wide with shock and astonishment. For a long moment we stood as still as statues joined by a short length of sharp steel, our gazes locked on each other's face. Sandi's generous mouth moved in soundless protest as she clutched at the blade buried in her soft stomach, her pretty eyes twin stars shining with pain and disbelief. Opposite the stricken woman, I watched my impaled foe avidly, my deep brown eyes eager and unblinking, drinking my wounded foe's every twitch and grimace.

At the other end of the sword, I shuddered deliciously, my already aroused body trembling with sudden delight. Heavy sweat soaked my sensitive skin; My left hand slid under the top of my costume that hung so very low on my hips. My fingers went between my thighs and lightly touched my instantly aching crotch while the nipples of my small heaving breasts hardened and grew large. Baring my teeth in a savage smile, my face glowing as if lit from behind by some interior light, I sharply twisted Sandi's extended wrist. The dying woman let out a choked gasp as she felt the blade turn in her guts, bright bolts of pain shuddering through her trembling young body. Her face twisted into a hate filled mask of agony as she glared helplessly me, while more blood flowed from her wounded breasts and punctured belly . Her slim, smoothly muscled legs trembled with the effort of staying erect as she as she stood slightly hunched over the cold steel that had sliced through her warm guts, every nerve in her body afire with searing pain.

As her body shook with arousal, Katja snapped out of her daydream and tugged lightly at Jessika's arm.


"Tch, tch, I'm getting lonely, Jessika." She pouted out loud. "I didn't know you were such an art lover. Maybe I should have taken the painting down just so you'd just look at me instead." 



Jessika slowly turned her head, then her whole body, and made a point of looking Katja up and down again in a lingering, hungry way. It wasn't hard. She was pretty convinced that there wasn't a woman or man on the planet who wouldn't want to ravish this gorgeous, sexy girl. Katja was of course completely naked under the peignoir. Her sleek, tanned, slender body was alluringly, discreetly veiled by the wispy transparent cloth, her small, but firm, high breasts intriguingly half-visible, her protruding, puffy, deep tan nipples making delicious swellings in the fabric, her lean, willowy thighs showing the light between them when she walked ahead of Jessika, drawing her into the apartment.

It was twilight, and Katja's living room with its huge plate glass windows overlooking the lake and the surrounding hills in the distance was very romantic. Since Katja was nearly naked already, Jessika wanted to pull her close and get her own hands under that peignoir and perhaps fall to the floor and do it right there. She was feeling that impulsively passionate and horny ? and in desperate need of a good, hard f**k. 



"Oh no, you don't." Katja murmured as Jessika tried to grab her from behind with one hand, the other still precariously grasping the half-full champagne glass. 



Katja giggled and slipped forward out of the older assassin's reach, turning, watching and enjoying Jessie's eyes on her small swaying breasts under the filmy peignoir. She reached out and took the champagne glass from Jessie's hand and placed it on a nearby chrome-and-glass table. 



"Put this thing down if you want to get sexy." The younger assassin purred. "They cost me hundred bucks apiece." 



"With all the hits you?ve made ? and what Mr. A pays us for our island hunts, I thought you could afford anything, my dear?" Jessika smiled, half-petulantly. 



"How do you think rich people get rich?" Katja raised her eyebrow again teasingly. "Not by breaking expensive champagne glasses, do they?" She approached Jessika again, looking sultry now, her eyelids heavy. "Do you think it's too early in the day to . . . go to bed?" 



Jessika leaned forward and let her lips brush Katja's tanned, seductively smooth cheek. "With some people, I might say, yes. They need a little buildup. With you ? I think there is no time that isn't right."

"You want to get your hands under this thing I'm wearing, don't you?" Katja whispered knowingly. "And I want to see you naked and wearing only that bracelet." 



"Ahhh, I knew there was an ulterior motive." Jessika smiled. 



Katja linked one forefinger with Jessika's, as they had done while walking back to the compund after teasing Ric and Roberto, and pulled her toward the bedroom.



Just to tease her, Jessika reached down and got a long forefinger under the hem of the peignoir, quickly bringing it up so that she tickled Katja's bare ass with it and deftly slipping it briefly into the crack between her hard little buns before Katja squealed and playfully jumped forward out of reach again. 



"Oooohhhh!" She said. "You are a devilish bitch!!! I might have to teach you a little lesson. You must not let your fingers go where they haven't been invited." 



By now they were in Katja's bedroom. Katja lit a couple of fat candles, one on either side of the bed, then turned the indirect lighting way down. Since it was deepening twilight, the room suddenly became a sex lair. The young assassin turned to auburn-haired woman with a bemused smile, while Jessie came closer and placed a finger on Katja's sensual lips. 



"What will it take to get an invitation?" She whispered to Katja, her eyes locking hotly onto hers. 



Katja gave her a half-grin. She leaned closer, brushing Jessika's cheek with her own lips, bringing her mouth close to Jessie's ear. Katja?s warm breath in her ear made a hot shiver of excitement stream down the older woman's flesh. 



"I told you." Katja murmured. "Naked wearing only Sandi?s bracelet." 



Still feeling her flesh quiver as Katja stepped back, with a suggestive, amused look in her dark eyes, Jessika pouted like a young girl. "If I get naked . . . I'll feel like the only drunk at a party. You have to get naked too." 



"Darling, I am naked. Didn't you notice?" 



Katja did a dainty and practiced little pirouette, one she clearly had learned as a little girl taking ballet lessons, in front of the adoring Jessika. The wispy aqua peignoir swirled out from her naked body, and Jessie realized that she indeed was naked since nearly every part of her delicious smooth tanned body was visible in that one circular motion, including the dark shadow of her bush at the juncture of her thighs.



"Never mind." She said to Katja, a little smugly. "I want to take it off you myself." 



As Jessie looked away, she heard a rustling. The bedclothes were being pulled back by Katja, enticingly wriggling her tight curvy ass for the older woman. Jessie caught her breath in excitement, her breasts moving up and coming to point. Then Katja turned suddenly and quickly, and a pillow came out of nowhere, swinging to strike her in the midsection, and knocking her to the bed. She was shocked for a second, grabbed a pillow herself, then yelled, "PILLOW FIGHT!"



It was just like she was a kid again. She twisted around as Katja swung the pillow again to impact strongly on Jessie's exposed rear, her skirt having ridden up. The cheeks flattened a little at the impact, and she felt the briefest contact between the cotton and her panty clad cunt. Swinging the other pillow, she did an overhand smash onto Katja's back and neck.



Katja fell onto the bed face forward, her breasts compressing against the mattress. Her handsome rear end stuck up in the air. Swinging again, Jessie scored a solid smack on Katja's butt. Loud peals of laughter rang out as the naked women clubbed each other with the pillows, their unencumbered breasts swaying enticingly under their clothes.



Katja got to her feet on one side of the bed, and Jessie stood up on the other side of the bed. They held the pillows like shields in front of them, and then climbed on the mattress and knee-walked towards the center. They pressed the pillows together, and tried to push the other over, their legs moving up and down on the yielding mattress. They pressed, grunted with effort, trying for advantage.



Then Jessie slipped a little and felt herself bent backwards, and Katja immediately dove forward with her pillow. The older woman felt Katja's legs on hers, the muscles taut and flexing. Then she fell backwards with a gasp, and Katja landed on top of her, two thick pillows between them. Katja looked down at Jessie's face, pinned under her, her expression triumphant. ?I WIN!? She whispered, breathing a little hard from their brief tussle.



Jessie smiled and stretched herself out, hugged the pillow to her body. "OK, ok, kid, one for you. I kind of liked it! It was fun! I haven't been in a pillow fight since I was a kid."



Katja kneeled on the bed, her legs straddling the pillow. Her eyes got a far-away expression. She said, "Long ago, a former girlfriend and I liked to wrestle when we were about twelve. It started as an innocent joke, but then it got interesting. We'd roll around on the floor, barely anything on ... sweating, straining against each other. And then, I'd be riding her, and she'd be moving against me, and she'd ... she would .... and I would ? ?



The lovely young assassin took a deep breath before continuing: ?Suppose that?s where it all started ? my fascination and obsession with fighting and dominating other women ? and to being turned on so wildly by the thrill of the hunt and ultimately the kill ? "



Fascinated, Jessie watched Katja lose herself to erotic memory, reminding her eerily of her own personal journey towards becoming a deadly assassin. Katja's nipples hardened through the transparent peignoir, and she started moving her hips on the pillow, her pussy rubbing against the cotton.



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Then Jessie suddenly, without warning, dove forward, and with Katja distracted, after rolling around twice, through a couple of playful giggles and squeals, she quickly had Katja pinned. Now it was Jessie?s turn to gloat a little: ?Round two for me! Time for a tie-break ... to see who is the best!?



Soon the two women were totally naked, except for Jessie wearing Sandi?s bracelet as Katja had requested. Jessie sat herself down on the expensive rug, sitting on her ass and spread her legs wide. Without needing to be told, Katja did the same, spreading her legs and pressing her feet against the older woman's. Katja?s trimmed dark-brunette bush was much thicker and formed a larger triangle than Jessie?s auburn one. Whereas Jessie?s pink pussy lips had over the years grown fatter and thicker, Katja?s ruby-red, intimate folds were more thin and delicate, like that of a precious, fragile rose. However, the younger killer?s aroused clit was twice the size of the older woman?s, jutting out, intimidating like a miniature phallus.



Jessie reached into her handbag, then slapped a black dildo down between them. And what a dildo, 18 inches in length and 2 inches in diameter. She grabbed her end and rubbed it up and down against her glistening slit, then slowly, deliberately worked it up between her cunt, groaning and whining in pleasure as she fed inch after inch of the black, lifelike, flexible double headed dong into her pussy.


As more and more of Jessie's end of the dildo was buried up into her snatch, her eyes rolled back in their sockets, mouth parting and sucking in air as her upper arms squeezed her tits together and her hips pushed forward to get as much of the fake cock into her as she was able.



"Oh, yesss!" moaned Jessie happily, staring down at the thick rubber cock splitting her cunt open. She grabbed the other end and pointed it towards Katja's spread pussy, its destination clear in an open challenge. 



Katja reached down with both hands and spread her cunt wide open and guided it into her own flowing, throbbing pussy, gasping as she felt it penetrate her, twirling it to make the penetration easier. Her ass clenched, but then she moaned softly and relaxed to let it in. The bulbous head of the dildo slipped into her cunt and she began snaking her end of the dildo into her cunt slowly, twisting it to lubricate it as she inched it into her youthful tightness. She moaned as inch after inch snaked its way into her wet hole, sliding into her, parting the walls of her pussy before it and tunneling deep into her with delicious, unrelenting pleasure.



When she was finished the two women grasped hands and Katja gasped as she pulled on Jessika's hands. They pressed together until their legs were completely intertwined. Their two bare crotches and asses were pressed together, the dildo sticking out of Katja's twat and into Jessie's, or vice versa.



The dildo began to bend as it pressed in deeper, so Jessie gripped it firmly, letting it push in further and straighten out, working it deeper into both of their cunts, which eagerly swallowed it all up. The two assassins let out moans of pleasure, pulling themselves closer on the tether that was the double dildo until their pussy lips touched.



They each took a deep breath, pressed their hands outward, and their pelvises shot forward and slammed into each other. Again they did this, their swollen mounds meeting with wet smacks as their fluids made little puddles on the expensive rug.




Ten, fifteen, twenty times their jointly skewered pussies collided. Jessie and Katja hissed and groaned with pulsating sensation at each contact.



?Heh, heh ? I?m gonna make you my little ? helplessly squealing ? orgasmic BITCH ? Ungh, Ungh ?? Jessie groaned tauntingly as she clenched her pussy muscles to pump the dildo hard into Katja, determined to make the lovely young killer cum first.



But Katja immediately hissed back defiantly between thrusts: ?f**k, you, SLUT! You can?t beat me ? Uh, uh, oooh ? soon I?m gonna have YOU whimpering and shuddering in defeat! Always wanted an older bitch like you as my obedient slave .. Aaah, uhh ? ?



Again the two trained killers joined their pussies together and grabbed each other around the back. They worked their wet, reddened vulvas against each other, still sitting up, legs crossed and twined around their backs. Their eyes closed as they felt their clits come into intimate contact, the dildo thrusting back and forth between them ? sending undulations of absolute bliss through their bodies.



Soon a strange, incredibly kinky ... once in a life-time ... rhythm was established ... The clenching of Katja's pussy muscles shoved the slippery dildo deeper into Jessie's pussy ... then Jessie's powerful vaginal muscles would contract to shove the dildo back deep into Katja's throbbing cunt ... Soon like a piston, the rubber dildo was being pumped back and forth ... in and out ... faster and faster ... making wild, erotic ... slurping, sloshing noises as it rammed in and out of the two jointly skewered pussies ....



Both lost in ecstasy, Jessie continued thrusting the dildo with the contractions of her own cunt, while the younger woman?s hips humping back eagerly and voraciously. Both were panting and moaning, their heads rolling from side to side as their breathing grew more ragged. Both yelped, sobbed and moaned in delicious delight, gnashing their teeth as they fought the sensations of pleasure seeping through their flesh. Trying desperately not to be the first to cum, and trying to drive her opponent over the edge instead!



?AAWWW, sh*t ? unnnggh ? f**k ? nooo ??, Jessie moaned, feeling herself starting to lose control.



?Yes, YES! ?. I?ve got you now ? gonna f**k you silly ? f***ing whore!!!? Sensing victory, Katja starting thrusting harder, despite the delicious spasms already coursing through her nubile body.



Their hips started to move faster, their pussies meeting with each jerk of the hips, and the liquid was pouring out their lusty, hungry holes ever faster. Harder still they humped and f**ked each other, their breathing getting faster and raggedly furious. They found voice, softly at first, then louder as they both started losing it. "No, no, no ? Oh, sh*t ? f**k ? no ? NO! NO!?



It was approaching, like a storm, like the sweeping beam of the lighthouse that warns against the storm. Closer, closer, their hearts beating in twain, their cunts f***ing each other. The clits met, and stabbed at each other with exquisite sensitivity, they f**ked each other with their clits, with the dildo pumping back and forth between them faster and faster. By now, neither cared any more about winning, intent only on their own pleasure, and their voices rose in a shrill crescendo: Yes... yes... yes... yes... yes, yes, YES! YES!"



They each gripped the other's shoulders in viselike hands, and both assassins screamed, "Oh...f**k me! f**k me! f**k me!"



Then they came ? SIMULTANEOUSLY! ?Ooooh ? my gawd!!?..... "Unhhh . . . unhhhh! Jessie".... "Mmmnggiiieee!.... Ohnngggg . . . Katja! Unghh!....... Mmmnggiiieee!"



They came in great radiant floods of agonizing joy, the consuming lust being spent in the pounding flesh and spurting juices. They came until they could come no more.



The two killers lay there, still jointly skewered, for what seemed like hours, aftershocks of delight hitting them again and again.



Finally, Jessie pulled out with a loud plop ... her sex opening wide and glistening pinkly in the process ... and Katja reached down and slipped the other side of the dildo out of her. Katja turned so that she could rest in Jessika's arms while gently stroking through each other?s hair. As she lay there, her lips nuzzling Jessika's cheek, she whispered teasingly.



"...bitch...," she said softly.



The older assassin stroked her back, and said, with equal softness."....cunt...."



"...whore..." Katja whispered.



"...slut...." Jessika breathed heavily.



"I love you."



"I adore you."




***




The next morning, Katja woke with a start, realizing that Jessika was no longer in bed alongside her. Instead she found a little jewelry box with a note on the bedside cabinet. Curious, she picked it up and read: ?Dear, darling, lovely Katja ? I?m so thrilled having finally found a TRUE EQUAL ? who loves the hunt and the kill as much I ? Please accept this gift as the expression of my love to you ? a pair of Yang nipple rings, which matches perfectly, my own Yin nipple rings ?LOVE ! Jessie.?



Trembling a little with excitement Katja opened it and gasped with pleasure. Inside were exquisitely crafted nipple rings from dark porcelain; the wavy right half of the Chinese yin-yang symbol! Quickly she slipped them through her pierced nipples and walked to the mirror, admiring the lovely dangling half-circles, from different positions and in different poses.



Not bothering to dress, Katja strode to the swimming pool, enjoying the lightly straining weights of the dangling Yangs on her nipples as she walked. As she arrived, Jessie was just completing the last lap of her early morning swim, and as she reached the side, she lifted her naked, shimmering body from the pool and got up. With a shudder of delight, Katja saw that she too was wearing her matching Yin nipple rings, which magically caught the early morning light. 



Walking closer, they wordlessly stared into each other?s eyes, and then ceremoniously fitted each of their Yin-Yang?s together with a click so that their hardening nipples touched and circled each other enticingly. Deeply they kissed, their hot tongues darting, dueling and probing, their free hands slowly groping towards the moist slit below each other?s trimmed bush. Not caring about the guards watching, the two deadly assassins pleased each other delightfully while standing, carefully bringing each other to orgasm, without un-clicking their joined Yin-Yang?s!



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Looking on from afar with glaring hate-filled eyes, from the guard parapets surrounding the pool, Ric felt his bruised loins stir again, and moaned in frustration to Roberto: ?Just look at those two sluts! Flaunting themselves so ..... the shameless bitches ? sh*t! I?d give anything to f**k those two silly .... to pound my cock into them until my they pass out or scream for me to stop! ... Better still, fill them up with my hot cum until it f***ing spurts out of their mouths and nostrils!?



"Geez, Ric! I can just picture that, Ha, ha! ... But unfortunately don't think, it's physically possible ..." Roberto replied and then continued despondently, " Forget it, Ric ... I don't want my nuts crushed again!"


TO BE CONTINUED ... (THREE MORE CHAPTERS TO COME)

<font color="#a62a2a" size="1">[ December 01, 2007 04:09 PM: Message edited by: MikeJV ]</font>

[MikeJV]

Good story(ies?) jess. I have a Q tho, thy the censoring in the words? Ya don't have to do that, post any wards ya want. Also, it's just the format to format change i think, but there's alot of weird stuff in the story that doesn't need to be, mainly te puncuation is shown odd in places.

MikeJV

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Sorry, Mike, maybe it had these 'strange' punctuations because I copied & pasted from elsewhere. It looks OK at present now ... hope it didn't cause you too much trouble? [img]redface.gif[/img]

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Here's some more pics from Janet showing Katja make a kill & then celebrating ... naughty, huh? [img]smile.gif[/img]





The ORIGINAL (alternate) ENDING following from Chap 4, will be posted soon ... [img]wink.gif[/img]

<font color="#a62a2a" size="1">[ January 06, 2008 10:12 AM: Message edited by: Jessikafights ]</font>