5-Neverwhere-Muuta vs. Kil

Muuta vs. Kil, Part I: A Visit in the Night
The large flyer arced through the crimson skies of Neverwhere, heading towards the Red Keep. The trade delegation aboard watched as the ancient stone towers of the forbidding structure came into view. They all knew that the tallest tower was where Kil, the Red Queen, kept her bedchamber and, it was rumored, performed various feats of sorcerous abomination.
Muuta was unsure about the sorcery but she knew for a fact that Kil had an orgy every night as she tried to satisfy her raging libido. Muuta had served as a high-ranking official in Zegium’s government in the past and had been privy to reports of spies who had first-hand experience in the Queen’s bed. Muuta remembered being thrilled and sexually intrigued by the reports when she had first read them. Now, they filled her with apprehension and a secret, hesitant anticipation.
Muuta wrapped her blue shawl more tightly around her bare shoulders and hoped the drapery would be enough to hide the most alluring parts of her naked body from the Queen’s scrutiny, especially her chest. Muuta knew that the Queen would be drawn to her if the woman discerned Muuta’s full voluptuousness. Under ordinary circumstances, Muuta would have eagerly welcomed the Queen’s attention. Fucking a beautiful woman with the Red Queen’s reputation was enormously enticing. Muuta would have loved the challenge of taking on such a powerful woman, cunt to cunt, clit to clit and tit to tit. But Muuta was in a complicated relationship with Kath and Den. She knew of the Queen’s feelings for both of them. She did not want the Queen to view her as a rival or, even worse, a usurper. It could be very dangerous for her if that happened. At the least, it could complicate Zegium’s trade negotiations with the Red Kingdom, the reason they were visiting the Red Keep.
Muuta had agreed to accompany the Zegium trade delegation because she was very well acquainted with the economic and technological capabilities of the Red Kingdom. Muuta’s family had been wealthy merchants and traders in the past and enjoyed extensive connections with the Red Kingdom. The kingdom was one of the most powerful political entities in the world of Neverwhere. While its technology was not nearly as advanced as that of Zegium, it still had natural resources and political and economic ties that could be very useful to the floating city.
When the city leadership’s asked Muuta to take part in the delegation as a consultant, she did not feel she could say “no”. Zegium provided her with citizenship and sanctuary and she needed to contribute to its well-being where she could. Even so, she was concerned that the Red Queen’s spies had given the woman a full report on Muuta’s activities with the Queen’s erstwhile lovers.
Muuta was sure that her ongoing relations with Den and Kath were an open secret in Zegium. She had always been very vocal when getting fucked and Kath was every bit as given to loud screams, moans, groans and curses. She was certain that her monthly, marathon fuckfests with Kath kept many people up at night and entertained them during the day. The time she spent with Kath and Den together was probably even louder. If the Queen had spies in Zegium – by no means a certainty – Muuta had no doubt that she knew what was going on between Muuta and the other two.
The flyer landed just inside the walls of the fortress grounds. The delegation disembarked. It was greeted by an ancient man who appeared to be part reptile. He introduced himself as “Vorax.” After formal greetings, the party from Zegium followed the man into the fortress, down long corridors and past armed guards to the throne room where the Red Queen was holding court.
The Queen was sitting on her throne, hearing petitions from her subjects. She was wearing the red cloak of her office over her shoulders and clasped at her neck. The cloak was long and she was sitting on it as she sat on the throne. The red hood of the cloak was fastened tightly to her head. Otherwise, she was completely nude, her incredibly voluptuous body shamelessly displayed. Her massive tits quivered as she fidgeted, clearly annoyed by the petitioner currently speaking before her.
Muuta felt her throat tighten with apprehension. She also felt her nipples harden and her pussy grow moist as she entered the domain of another sexual predator. The “Alpha bitch” aura the Red Queen was giving off clashed with Muuta’s own natural desire for sexual domination and she had to fight to bring her primal instincts under control. She pulled the shawl more tightly around her naked body.
Kil’s legs were crossed, her bare foot jiggling as she listened impatiently to a local trader complain about his taxes. Muuta wondered if they were about to see a display of the Queen’s legendary temper and autocratic inclinations. Would she order the businessman flogged or killed? Instead, she seemed to gather herself once the man finished speaking.
“I have heard your concerns, Autolycus,” the Queen said in a husky voice. Muuta noted that even the woman’s voice sounded like Kath’s. However, as the Queen spoke, Muuta observed that her bearing and attitude made her a very different woman. Kil and Kath might be physical doubles but their personalities were clearly different.
“The taxes you are being assessed are a temporary measure. You know that we are working to improve our trade with neighboring states. As that happens, we will be able to reduce some of the assessments. You need to be patient.”
The merchant nodded in assent. He could read the room and the Queen’s body language. He knew when to argue and when to quietly accept a decision and retreat.
The reptile man who had greeted the Zegium delegation approached the throne. “My Queen,” he said, “I’d like to present to you the trade negotiators from Zegium.”
The Queen turned her gaze to the ten people making up the Zegium contingent. They all shifted a bit apprehensively. For most of them, it was unnerving to face the notorious Red Queen. The fact that she looked almost exactly like Kath, a well-known member of their community, added another level of discomfort to the proceedings. Most people in Zegium knew there was some connection between Kath and the Red Queen, but were uncertain about the true nature of the relationship. The theory that the women were estranged twin sisters who had become bitter enemies over the same man was the most common and seemed to make the most sense. So far, Kath had been very successful in hiding her annual fuckwars with the Red Queen from her fellow citizens.
Muuta wrapped her shawl around her shoulders and let it hang over her chest, obscuring her huge, perfect tits. The tails trailed down her flat, sculpted belly to cover her naked pudenda. Muuta shuffled behind a tall male as she tried to make herself even less noticeable without making it obvious that she was trying to hide.
Kil stood up from the throne and descended from the dais. The reptile man, Vorax, introduced the Queen to the heads of the delegation, a distinguished-looking man named Zeff and an experienced woman named Darna.
“I am pleased to meet all of you,” the Queen said, after having acknowledged Zeff and Darna. “Increased trade between the Red Kingdom and Zegium is very important to us. We hope that we can gain access to some of your advanced technology. In exchange, we have many resources and goods that may interest you. I hope that our negotiations are fruitful.”
After this exchange, the delegation was led away from the throne room. As she left, Muuta hazarded a glance back at the Queen, but the woman had already turned away and was walking back up the dais to her throne. Even with her back turned and most of her body obscured by her red cloak, Muuta could detect the seductive sway of the blonde beauty’s wide hips and flexing ass. Her bountiful tits jiggled, their edges visible even from behind as they swayed from side to side.
The raven-haired woman breathed a sigh of relief. The Queen had not seemed to notice her. Still, Muuta felt a bit of disappointment. The idea of locking cunts with the Queen, of testing her own incredibly voluptuous body against the notorious Kil, was enormously appealing. Despite the danger it could entail, part of her had wanted that opportunity very much. She pushed her feelings aside. The important thing was to get through this trade negotiation without incident. After this initial greeting, her chances of encountering the Queen again were very small.
The trade delegation was shown to their rooms in a wing of the palace grounds specifically dedicated to housing foreign diplomatic missions. However, Muuta ended up being separated from her colleagues. Apparently, the guest wing of the palace was full. She was taken to a luxurious suite inside the main palace compound. After being given the key to her room, she returned to join her colleagues for supper.
The negotiations were scheduled to start first thing in the morning and last for about a week. After a hearty meal, the delegates engaged in some preliminary strategizing. Vorax had provided them with some documents detailing the Red Kingdom’s trade position. Muuta consulted the documents and offered the negotiators some thoughts on how to proceed. She could already see that she would be of limited value in these negotiations. It looked like they would become highly technical quite quickly, and that was not her area of expertise. Well, she thought, maybe she could enjoy a nice vacation in the palace and its grounds.
The sun was dropping below the horizon when Muuta returned to her well-appointed room. She threw her shawl on a chair. She hoped she would not need to use it for the rest of her time in the Red Kingdom. She far preferred walking around completely nude. For beautiful women and men in Zegium, modesty was unknown. Fully revealing a beautiful body was considered a way to contribute to the fulfilment of society.
Muuta bathed in a luxurious ensuite bathroom and readied for bed. The heat of the desert was draining rapidly and the night was growing cool. She settled under the covers in the large bed, her mind relaxing from the stress of the day. Soon, she was asleep.
Muuta snapped awake. Something had pulled her out of sleep. She lay in the bed flat on her back, her eyes open and her heart beating fast. The moon was shining in the open window. From its position, she could tell she may have been asleep for almost two hours. The long Neverwhere night still had more than 11 hours to go. What had awakened her?
She heard another sound and, to her chagrin, saw the door of her room slowly swinging open. A dim light from the hall filtered in, enough for her to make out the darkened form of someone entering her room through the gap. Then the door shut with a click and the only light was from the moon. A sudden, loud clack followed a moment later.
Muuta realized that what had wakened her was the sound of the key opening the lock. Earlier, when she was unlocking her door, she had noted that it was quite loud.
Muuta sat up in the bed. The sheet fell from her shoulders, exposing her beautiful breasts.
The figure that had entered the room stepped out of the shadow and into the moonlight. Muuta felt an intense heat sweep through her entire voluptuous body. Her pussy lubricated powerfully, her clit began to harden and swell. Her tits throbbed in sudden arousal and her brown nipples tightened into spikes. Her heart began to pound with excitement.
Kil, the Red Queen, stood in the light spilling in from the window. The Queen’s red cloak was draped over her shoulders. As Muuta watched, the blonde woman unhooked the clasp at her neck and let the cape flow to the ground, pooling at her bare feet. The Queen’s magnificent nude body gleamed in the silver light. Muuta glimpsed the hint of moisture on the woman’s naked cunt lips. She noted the Red Queen’s nipples were stiff and her massive tits jiggled tautly, fully aroused.
“I’m sorry for waking you,” Kil breathed, her voice a low, seductive purr. “I noticed you this afternoon with your delegation, but I did not have a chance to approach you.”
“Please, your highness,” Muuta smiled. Her grin was equally seductive. “I am flattered that you noticed me. I’m delighted and honored that you are visiting me.”
The reason for the Queen’s visit in the night needed no explanation. If not for her special circumstances, Muuta would have greeted the Queen eagerly, with her legs spread wide, her back arched, her cunt hungry to fuck. She still intended to do that but she wondered if the Queen was playing games with her. What did the woman know about Muuta’s relationship with Kath and Den?
The Queen crossed the room, her bare feet slapping gently on the marble tile, and sat on the edge of the bed, within easy reach of Muuta. The blonde Queen smiled at the dark-haired woman. The women’s eyes glinted with desire.
“I don’t know if you know this about me,” the Queen smiled, “but I love fucking. I love fucking men and women, but I find women particularly satisfying. I usually share my bed at night with three or four concubines. They are exhausted and drained of cum by the time the morning comes, but they are completely satisfied. Sometimes, I am, too.”
“I had heard that,” Muuta smiled back. “I am flattered that you think I can replace three or four concubines.”
“Oh, I doubt that you can satisfy me, Muuta,” the Queen replied. “Most women just don’t have the sexual stamina or the raw power in their cunts to keep up with me. I usually tire them out in a few hours. Even the most wanton vixens are frequently disappointing.”
Kil reached out and gently stroked Muuta’s bare tit, using her thumb to caress the enflamed nipple. Muuta barely suppressed a gasp of pure lust as electricity arced through her flesh. “Still, I could not allow a body like yours into my domain and not take your cunt for a ride. You are very beautiful. Your tits are magnificent.”
“Thank you, your highness,” Muuta replied. It had not escaped her notice that the Queen knew her name. It made sense that Kil would know the name of the woman she was planning to spend the night fucking senseless-but Muuta wondered if there was more to it than that. “But I have a very voracious sexual appetite, too. I, too, love fucking men and women and I almost always drain the women dry. The real question is whether or not your pussy is enough to satisfy my hunger.”
Boldly, Muuta reached out and stroked and cupped the Queen’s massive tit, squeezing and kneading the taut flesh, pinching the hard nipple. Kil gasped, her eyes fluttering. Muuta had no intention of being coy or subservient. If the Queen was here to fuck her, the greatest pleasure for both of them would come from meeting Kil as an equal and turning their encounter into a fuckfight.
“I want to ride your cunt all night, Muuta,” Kil murmured. She reached out and pulled the sheet off of Muuta, and then got onto the bed on her hands and knees. She closed the space between their equally voluptuous bodies, crawling up between Muuta’s spread legs, pushing her face forward until she was almost nose to nose with Muuta, her sweet breath washing over the brunette’s beautiful face. Her heavy tits hung down, resting on Muuta’s bulging, quivering chest. Her rock-hard nipples stabbed into Muuta’s dense titflesh, just above the black-haired woman’s distended, throbbing nips.
“I want to ride your cunt, too, Kil,” Muuta whispered. “But I fear I will be disappointed when I make you pass out under me.”
“Are you challenging me, you little bitch?” Kil growled, her seductive purr turning into a feral snarl.
Muuta’s nether regions lubricated powerfully and flared with fire and ravenous hunger. This was quickly becoming exactly the kind of encounter she loved.
“Of course I’m challenging you, you cuntfucker,” Muuta hissed directly into the Red Queen’s beautiful face and angry burning eyes. “I’m going to fuck your pussy dry. When the sun comes up, you’re going to be in a fuck coma.”
“You dirty little whore,” Kil moaned. She pressed nose to nose with Muuta. The women’s foreheads met and they began pushing, each trying to establish her dominance. “You disrespect me in my own palace, my own kingdom?”
For a brief moment, Muuta wondered if she had gone too far, but she pushed the concern aside. Even if Kil was genuinely angry at her, it would only add passion and the delicious seasoning of mutual hatred to the savage sex they were about to have. Nothing was more pleasurable than two women trying to fuck each other into submission, trying to establish which of them was the dominant Alpha. Muuta knew that Kil would not often face that kind of erotic challenge. She intended to hold nothing back.
“I don’t think that your cunt deserves respect, you fucking hag,” Muuta breathed. “Prove to me that what you have between your legs can handle what I have between mine!”
“I’m going to teach you and your fucking body to respect your betters, bitch,” Kil growled.
“I think that fucking whores in your own bed in your own kingdom has spoiled you, slut,” Muuta snarled back. “I think your concubines are just giving up and letting you fuck them senseless. I’m going to teach your spoiled little cunt what a real woman’s pussy feels like. I’m going to pin you to this bed and fuck the life out of your dirty twat!”
“Gods damn you, you cunty slut!” Kil snarled. “You’re going to feel my ass pump as I ream your cunt inside out, you fuck!”
“Try it, you fucking cunt!”
The women’s eyes blazed with anger and almost uncontrollable lust. Both women wanted desperately to break the other’s luscious body and delectable cunt with her own.
Kil turned her nose and slid her mouth onto Muuta’s mouth, her tongue lapping at Muuta’s lips. Muuta eagerly opened her mouth and took the other woman’s tongue, sucking and licking the stiff pink muscle, before drawing it all into her mouth. As they locked in a passionate kiss, Kil pushed herself fully onto Muuta’s luscious body, forcing the dark-haired woman onto her back, and mounting her eagerly. Their massive tits crushed tight, their hot, hard bellies flattened, their deep navels sucked, their slick, inner thighs rubbed lustily. The contact was so delicious and unbearably erotic that Muuta had to force down a brief, mini-orgasm. Muuta grabbed the back of Kil’s head to push the kiss more deeply into her mouth. Her other hand slid down the blonde’s perfect, curving back and fastened on the woman’s ass. She squeezed the hard buttock viciously, her fingers probing the thick meat and tracing the blonde’s alluring ass crack.
As the women’s bodies settled, their legs twined, powerful muscles strained, and they grew more aroused as they writhed lustfully, rubbing and sliding every inch of flesh against that on the other woman. Their tongues thrashed and twisted inside their locked mouths, their hate kiss growing more and more animalistic and angry as they fought to establish their superiority over their rival.
Muuta would not allow the Queen to control her. She was going to enjoy fucking this magnificent woman and Muuta was a very selfish lover. She would do only what made her feel good and being dominated by another woman was not something she enjoyed. Fighting to dominate was something she enjoyed a great deal. Right now, though, she was mounted and spread, her dripping, steaming twat open and inviting, desperate to lock and kiss with its counterpart on the Queen’s magnificent body. She wanted to go labia to labia, clit to clit, with the blonde bitch. Her lust, her need, was impossible to resist.
Muuta spread her legs even wider and arched her back, opening herself even more to the fuck bitch on top of her. Kil happily accepted the invitation. The blonde beauty slapped her hot, wet fuckmeat down onto Muuta’s burning pussy. The Queen rotated her hips around and around, drilling and grinding her succulent twat even deeper into Muuta’s matching cunt, creating a powerful, wet suction between their ravenous pudenda.
Muuta reveled in the delicious penetration, the exquisite fusing of her slick genitals to the Queen’s hungry twat. The women moaned uncontrollably inside their sealed mouths, their tongues thrashing and twisting even tighter as their bodies mated. Kil thrust down and Muuta bucked up to meet her. Their swollen, twitching clits met and stroked, head to head, slick, hot sex nubs fencing and sliding deliciously. They screamed into each other’s throats, howling in bliss as they gave each other unbearable pleasure. Muuta’s legs twined with Kil’s powerful limbs, locking the blonde woman’s body to her own. Their hips moved in a smooth, slow rhythm as they fucked powerfully, clits grinding, stabbing, flicking and twisting, jousting in erotic ecstasy.
The women writhed slowly, rubbing their sweat-damp, voluptuous flesh, striving to stimulate and sexually overpower the other. Their heavy tits rolled and massaged, the dense meat compacted between their sweaty chests, rock-hard nipples scraping and stabbing and, occasionally, sucking tip to tip, sending shocks of delicious, sensual electricity through their taut titmeat.
Muuta fixed both her hands to Kil’s pumping ass, pulling the Queen as deeply into her cunt as she could with each stroke, moving with the Queen’s hips, keeping their ravenous twats sealed as one. Their kissfight continued unabated, their mouths overflowing with spit, much of it pooling inside of Muuta’s mouth, forcing her to swallow it all back. The Queen’s tongue scoured the inside of her mouth, wrestling with her tongue. The women’s muffled moans and cries grew deeper, more pronounced, as the intense pleasure between their struggling forms slowly, slowly built to an ecstatic peak.
Muuta broke the kiss, finally forced to free her mouth so she could breathe most effectively. Kil pressed her cheek to Muuta’s cheek. Hot spit connected their red lips. Their moans were louder and deeper as their cries were no longer muffled.
“You bitch, you dirty fucking bitch,” Kil whispered, her eyes closed, her ass pumping, her muscles trembling with intense pleasure. So far, her most optimistic expectations of fucking Muuta had been met. Any of her concubines, by this point in their fucking, would have been cumming uncontrollably, their luscious bodies unable to endure the exquisite pleasure that Kil’s clit beat into them. But Muuta was holding out, her clit was as hard as ever, her tits every bit as firm, her nipples indescribably hard. She was matching Kil thrust for thrust, giving as good as she was getting, riding the Queen just as hard as she was being ridden. Her voluptuous body, like Kil’s, was soaked in sweat and trembling in every muscle from sexual tension, but she had managed to keep her impending orgasm in check. The pleasure the two women were beating into each other just kept growing, becoming more and more powerful, the promised orgasmic release more and more intense.
“You filthy, fucking slut,” Muuta whispered into Kil’s ear, before she bit into the Queen’s muscular shoulder. “I’m going to make you cum inside of me, you dirty little blonde whore,” Muuta promised in a trembling whisper.
“Fuck you,” Kil gasped, pressing forehead to forehead with Muuta. The women glared at each other through half-closed eyes. “You’re going to cum inside of me, cuntlicker. I’m going to suck every drop of cum out of your fuckhole.”
Kil slipped her hands under Muuta’s undulating body and gripped the brunette’s pumping ass. Glaring into each other eye to eye, sharing hot, moist breath, their moans and cries and screams of hate and pleasure forming an erotic harmony, the blonde and brunette fucked mercilessly, each trying to force the other into sexual submission.
The fuckfight raged on. The moans and grunts grew deeper, more desperate, as the women’s struggling bodies overloaded with sensual inputs. Their flesh seared as every nerve in their bodies jangled with electricity and pleasure. Their swollen clits swelled even more, growing harder and thicker, allowing the women to press and hold them head to head. The thousands of nerves in their throbbing clits screamed in ecstasy as they fused and melded, clit tip to tip. Both women were experienced fuckfighters and they could feel how they had locked, how their genitals were perfectly aligned.
Kil and Muuta pushed their clits head to head and held them in place. Staring deep into the other’s eyes, they pushed with all the power of their hips and asses, their bodies quivering as wave after wave of excruciating pleasure flowed from the tips of their struggling clits and washed through their flesh and muscles, setting every nerve on fire. Tears dripped down their faces as the overwhelming sensuality threatened to force them both to pass out, their minds and flesh unable to handle the pure pleasure radiating through their straining bodies. Their asses flexed, their hips locked, as the battle between their steaming cunts reached its apex.
Kil had the slight advantage afforded her by gravity. However, Muuta’s clit was so hard, so unbelievably aroused, that the advantage may have been entirely negated.
“I’m going to crush that little girl clit with mine, fucker,” Kil gasped, her ragged whisper barely audible. “I feel your fuck finger giving up, giving out.”
“I feel your clit trembling, cuntlicker,” Muuta panted back, her voice quavering on the edge of a scream. “I’m going to crush that little nub right back into its hood.”
“Fuck you, Muuta,” Kil moaned.
“Fuck you, Kil,” Muuta whispered.
They stopped talking. The struggling fuckfighters locked eyes. They pulled as hard as they could on the other woman’s quivering ass, increasing the pressure on their fused clits, trying to withstand the waves of pure ecstasy that coursed through their perfect bodies with every heartbeat. They whimpered and sobbed, both women hitting the limits of what they could endure. They had been fucking for so long, more than an hour, and they had filled each other with more pleasure than either of them could take. It demanded release.
The end came suddenly. Their straining clits gave out at the same moment, both softening at the tip, the nerve-saturated flesh suddenly fusing, becoming one searing sword of indescribable ecstasy, stabbing deep through both women like a spike of raw pleasure. Their clits seemed to explode, filling their bodies. Their inosculated cunts clamped, squeezed, and then released copious jets of ejaculate as they came into each other, over and over. The hot cum mixed and flowed, filling their vaginal canals, sealing them together in delicious mutual violation. Their nipples, sealed tip to tip, ejaculated in concert, sending intense pleasure rippling through their trembling tits.
Their bodies thrashed and twisted and bucked, their locked muscles holding in quivering stalemate as they strained against each other. The women threw back their heads to release choking moans, the ecstasy too great for them to scream. Tears streamed down their faces as they forced one overpowering orgasm after another out of their enemy’s convulsing body.
Kil and Muuta locked their mouths and screamed and screamed into each other, before they choked off their muffled cries with their twisting tongues. They pulled hair viciously and scratched at each other. They bit and clawed as their bodies twisted and writhed like mating snakes, trembling as their muscles strained.
For nearly fifteen minutes, Muuta and Kil fucked each other senseless, their incredibly beautiful bodies jerking in one delicious orgasmic release after another. Finally, they collapsed in exhaustion in each other’s arms, an intertwining of sweat-slick flesh, of cum-soaked muscle and succulent meat and heat and tangled hair. Cheek to cheek, their beautiful, tear-streaked faces rested, their panting breath and gasping moans the only sound in the moonlit room.
The women floated in the afterglow for some time, their nerves overloaded, their minds slowly returning to their exquisite bodies from the place of pure sexual bliss to which they had transported each other.
Finally, Kil rolled her sweat-soaked body off of Muuta and lay beside her sexual rival. The women rested shoulder to shoulder, their massive tits pressed side to side, their hips and thighs touching. Kil placed her hand on Muuta’s naked, soaked twat. Muuta reached down and gently stroked Kil’s cum-slick pudendum. They turned their gorgeous faces to each other.
“God, you’re incredible,” Kil breathed. “You’re a fantastic fuck.”
“So are you, bitch,” Muuta murmured. “You’re an unbelievable fuck.”
The women smiled at each other, their shared hunger already starting to return.
“But you got lucky, slut. I’m going to squash your little clit with mine by the time the sun comes up,” Muuta murmured.
“I want to see you try, whore,” Kil breathed.
Muuta sat up, then spun her body around on her ass and faced Kil. She spread her muscular legs, presenting her dripping genitals to her foe.
Kil mirrored Muuta’s position. The women grinned at each other and slid together, their legs settling into a scissor, their red, hot, naked cunts perfectly aligned.
“Are you ready for round two, fucker?” Muuta breathed.
“I’m ready whenever you are, cunteater,” Kil moaned. Her eyes were bright with lust, her twat was already aching with hunger. Her rejuvenated clit twitched with electric tension as it reached for its rival in Muuta’s cum-slick cunt.
Bracing their perfect bodies, the two women thrust, penetrating into the other, their succulent twats driving together with a wet, hot slap of juicy meat. Their engorged tits bounced ferociously as they threw back their heads and cried out in joy. Their hips worked and their asses pumped as they resumed their fuckwar. The night had barely started and both women craved more and more of the ecstasy they had just shared. The voluptuous sex warriors were determined to fuck the other into absolute sexual submission but they also hoped it would take a long, long time before their enemy ultimately surrendered.
It was going to be a glorious night.
To be continued:

Muuta vs. Kil, Part II: The Negotiations Continue
For the next nine hours, Muuta and Kil fucked relentlessly, their screams, moans, groans and gasping cries of pure sexual joy and hunger filling the room and spilling out into the courtyard beyond. The only time they rested was when they had fucked each other to the edge of unconsciousness, when their bodies were overwhelmed with sexual pleasure and needed time to recover from the pure ecstasy that they forced on each other.
They took each other in as many different positions as they could imagine, tribbing furiously, eating pussies in a savage 69 fight, grinding their beautiful asses, battling in a delicious titfight that had them jetting nipple ejaculate all over each other’s tits and faces.
When the morning sun finally rose, its golden light found the women flat on their backs, fused at their cunts, their torsos trappsed between their rival’s perfect legs, their tits heaving as they struggled to recover from another mind-blowing bout of clit-crushing fucking.
“Unnn,” Kil moaned, her arm tossed over her forehead. “Oh gods, so good, so fucking, fucking good…”
“Mmmmm,” Muuta groaned, “Yes, oh fuck, yes...”
Kil sat up, braced her hands on the bed, and pulled her juicy cunt away from Muuta’s succulent twat. The women’s fuck slits separated with a sucking popping sound. A thick strand of viscous cum pulled between their steaming twats until it broke and fell to soak into the cum-streaked sheets.
“I’m ready for more, if you are,” Muuta grinned, sitting up. Her libido was as hot and hungry as ever and she was sure the same was true of the Queen.
Kil smiled viciously. “You’re as much of a fuck machine as I am. I love it. We’re going to fuck each other raw. I’m going to enjoy making your cunt surrender to mine.”
“Dream on, bitch,” Muuta said, sitting up on her ass. “I guarantee I can fuck longer and harder than you can. I’m ready to prove that right now.”
Kil kneeled on the bed, her hands on her thighs, her big tits jiggling tautly. The succulent glands were red and sporting teethmarks, especially around the nipples. Muuta knew her own tits were branded in the same way. She got to her knees and mirrored Kil’s position. She pushed knee to knee with the blonde.
The women reached out and fondled the other’s tits, squeezing and kneading the heavy glands, tracing and tweaking distended nipples. After a few minutes, they got up on their knees and came together, chest to chest, belly to belly. Their deep navels sucked, their arms wrapped around their backs, and they crushed their tits between their rubbing, writhing bodies. Their mouths snapped together hungrily and they scoured their rival’s inner mouth with eager tongues that twisted and pushed. They shared spit. The heat from their bare genitals grew and trickles of cunt lubrication fell to the bed from the women’s steaming twats.
Kil pulled Muuta’s head back by her hair, pulling her out of the kiss. Muuta snarled and pulled Kil’s hair savagely.
“We have to stop,” Kil panted.
“What? Why?” Muuta asked. Her cunt was hot, her tits were heavy and aching with need, she wanted nothing more than to lock up clit to clit with her rival and fuck mindlessly until they exploded in ecstasy.
“Because I am Queen and I have a kingdom to rule.” Kil pulled away and Muuta reluctantly let the other woman go.
Kil rolled off the bed, then crossed the room to where she had discarded her cloak. As she picked it up, Muuta climbed off the bed and approached her. The black-haired beauty’s eyes were flashing with lust and antagonism, but she did not say anything.
Kil closed the clasp of the cape and faced the woman she had spent the night ravaging and being ravaged by in turn.
“I will be back tonight, just after sunset,” the Red Queen smiled. “That is the earliest we can start. I expect you to be ready and waiting for me.”
“What if I’m not?” Muuta snipped. She approached Kil until they were nipple to nipple, bare toe to toe, their faces only inches apart.
“Then I’ll have you found and dragged to my room,” the Queen purred. “Nothing is going to stop me from spending the night between your legs, rubbing clits and grinding cunts and sucking on your tits. My pussy is going to spend the night sucking your cum out of your ucnt until I’ve drained you dry.”
Muuta pushed even closer. Their tits crushed and mushroomed, their thighs pressed tight. Muuta grabbed Kil by the back of her head. The Queen reciprocated. Their mouths locked in a savage, tongue-filled kiss. The women undulated in each other’s arms as they kissed passionately and hatefully, giving their rival a taste of what they would do to each other in the evening.
They broke the kiss with a gasp, pulling each other’s heads back. Kil placed her hands on Muuta’s bare shoulders and pushed the other woman away.
Panting, their tits heaving, the beautiful women’s eyes blazed with almost insane lust.
“I’ll be back at sunset,” Kil growled hoarsely. “Be on that bed with your legs spread. We’re going to fuck until you can’t fuck anymore.”
“Or until I suck your pussy dry, cunt,” Mutta snarled back.
Kil and Muuta exchanged a final look of pure lust and shared animosity. The Queen turned and opened the suite door. Without a backward glance, she left the room and stepped into the hall, closing the door behind her.
After Kil left, Muuta rested a bit. She looked forward to the night with incredible anticipation. She masturbated vigorously to memories of what she and the Red Queen had done to each other over the course of the night. Her libido was fully charged, seemingly inexhaustible, and made even more energetic by the knowledge that everything she was imagining had already happened and soon would be happening again that evening. After an hour or so of pleasuring herself, Muuta got up from the bed. She rang for a servant and asked for the sheets on the bed to be changed. They were soaked in sweat and cum.
She bathed, then went in search of the Zegium delegation. She found them finishing their breakfast in the diplomatic wing. She joined them, exchanging pleasantries, then asked to speak to Darna, the delegation’s chief negotiator, when the meal was over.
Muuta and Darna sat in a corner of the sparse dining hall. Darna was puzzled as to what Muuta might want to discuss with her. She had nothing against Muuta but she had questioned the wisdom of having the gorgeous brunette on the delegation. She appreciated Muuta’s past as a spy and researcher in the Red Kingdom but the technical issues of the negotiation involved areas where the beautiful woman could offer little assistance.
Darna sat across from Muuta and tried not to stare at the brunette’s amazing tits. As accustomed as she was to nudity in her society, Muuta’s rack was truly remarkable.
Muuta got right to the point. “The Queen came to visit me last night.”
Darna immediately understood. “To have sex with you?”
“Yes. We fucked each other’s brains out. She left a couple of hours ago. She’s coming back tonight. I can guarantee she’ll be coming back to fuck me every night that we are here.”
“How can you be so sure?”
“Because we are trying to fuck the other into submission. We will keep going at each other until one of us can’t go on. I can tell right now that we are too evenly matched. The only way to resolve the kind of fight we’re having is if we fuck non-stop, until one of us exhausts the other. So long as we limit this to the nights, we both have time to recover during the day and are fresh by the time we resume the fuckfight.”
Darna nodded. She was a lovely woman, like all people in Zegium, and she had plenty of sexual experience, but she had never used her body to compete sexually and directly with other women. She found the idea intriguing, but she had neither the incredible voluptuousness or the ravenous libido necessary to be successful using such weapons.
“I don’t think we can use this in the trade negotiations,” Muuta explained, “but I wanted to make sure you were informed, as the head of the delegation. I’m doing this for my own enjoyment and the challenge, but if you think we can use it, let me know.”
“OK, that’s fine,” Darna said. “Thanks for keeping me informed. The only way I can think of to really use this now is to buy us some time if we need it later. If you keep the Queen coming back for more, she might order her people to keep negotiating longer. But that could work against us just as easily as for us.” She looked at Muuta curiously. “By the way, how was it with the Queen?”
Muuta smiled. “I absolutely love doing this. That bitch lives up to her reputation. We fucked each other raw and we both loved every second of it. But I’m going to break her dirty twat, if it’s the last thing I do.”
Darna nodded. She felt her mouth go dry and sexual arousal flow through her body at Muuta’s words. She could imagine what the two women were doing to each other in the dark of night and it thrilled her to think of the kind of pleasure they were sharing, the kind of intimacy they were exchanging, as they fucked for sexual domination.
Muuta spent the day at the negotiations, contributing where she could and offering background information based on her past experience with the Red Kingdom. As the day went on and the time to resume her battle with the Queen got closer, she became more distracted. Her body grew hotter and a deep pulsing in her genitals broke her focus.
A few hours before sunset, Muuta excused herself and explained to the Zegium delegation she would not be joining them for supper. She allowed Darna to explain why to the rest of her colleagues. Muuta had nothing to hide.
She returned to her room and readied herself for the evening’s erotic marathon. If she and the Queen started fucking at sunset, that would be more than two hours earlier than they had started the night before. Two hours more of pure ecstasy. The thought made her shudder with pleasure and anticipation.
Muuta had supper brought to her room. After she ate, she bathed. There was only about a half hour until sunset when she was ready for bed. She unlocked the door to her suite. She pulled back the sheets on the bed, leaving the bedclothes on the side of the mattress, where they would not get in the way. She opened the window slightly. It was hot in the room but it would soon cool off when the desert night came.
Muuta lay on the bed, flat on her back, and prepared herself mentally, physically and sexually for what was coming. She considered masturbating, but decided there was not enough time to truly relieve pressure before the Queen arrived. She might find work herself into a lather then not have time to release. That would put her at a disadvantage. She wanted to meet Kil on as equal terms as possible. When she finally broke the bitch, she wanted it to be because they both knew who was the better woman.
The sun crawled down to the horizon, then dipped below the distant hills. The sky was a fiery orange and red when the door to Muuta’s room opened. Kil, the Red Queen, stepped inside.
Muuta watched from her bed, lying supine on the thick mattress.
Kil closed the door and turned the bolt with a loud clack. The women’s eyes locked. They saw their mutual, incredible desire, the pure lust they both felt, reflected in the other woman. They smiled, grins of shared anticipation and animal hunger.
Kil removed her cape and placed it on a chair just inside the door. Nude, the blonde beauty crossed the room, her big tits jiggling delightfully, her hips swinging. Her hairless cunt glistened with moisture. Muuta could see traces of juice on the aroused woman’s inner thighs.
Muuta settled back on the pillow under her head and spread her legs wide, offering her wet, steaming hot cunt to the approaching woman. Muuta let her gaze drop to Kil’s dripping twat. She could feel Kil’s famished gaze feasting on her open, naked, pink-lipped pussy.
“Here I am, cuntfucker,” Muuta purred. “Come and get it.”
Kil crawled onto the bed. The Queen panted with excitement, her eyes blazed with heat. Carefully, she closed on Muuta. She mounted the black-haired beauty, slipping her right leg over Muuta’s hip, scissoring the other woman, positioning her dripping snatch directly over Muuta’s burning cunt but still not touching their genitals.
The women looked into each other’s eyes, teasing, tempting. They could feel the furnaces of their steaming pudenda burning their deliciously sensitive inner thighs. Muuta’s eyes glinted. She squeezed her twat and sprayed cunt juice upwards, onto Kil’s bare sex. Kil groaned in an agony of lust and replied, squeezing out a hot gush of pussy juice onto Muuta’s twat. The women’s ravenous cunts twitched and ached, their lush bodies quivered with desire.
Kil’s hands were on either side of Muuta’s shoulders. Muuta’s arms stretched over her head, reaching for the top of the bed. She brought her hands down and gripped Kil’s massive, throbbing tits. She squeezed the heavy, pulsing meat. Kil groaned. She slowly lowered her steaming cunt directly onto and into Muuta’s hot, open fuckhole.
Wet, juicy fuckmeat seared to juicy fuckmeat. Pink labia fused. A hot suction formed between the women’s pulsing, steaming genitals. Their twitching clits pressed head to head and slowly merged, the nerve-saturated fuck fingers quivering with tension as they mated.
The joining between the women’s wet, hot pudenda was perfect. The pleasure that surged through every cell in their lush bodies was electric, filling them with unbearable ecstasy. Muuta threw back her head and moaned, her beautiful face twisting into a rapturous smile of pure desire and unfettered lust. She was finally experiencing the incredible sensations she had been longing to feel all day and her mind almost exploded as she thrilled with the intense pleasure of the moment and the delicious anticipation of all the pleasure to come.
“Oh gods, oh fucking, fucking, fucking gods,” Kil gasped. She threw back her head, arched her back, and ran her hands through her short hair, thrusting her chest out, pushing her tits more firmly into Muuta’s squeezing hands. Her body trembled with the pure joy of mating, of merging, with Muuta’s delicious twat.
“God, oh god, oh fucking, fucking god,” Muuta groaned. She squeezed and kneaded Kil’s thick tits mercilessly, she pushed up with her hips to seal herself to Kil’s steaming cunt even more tightly. Kil reached down and returned the grip. She filled her hands with as much of Muuta’s delicious titmeat as she could and squeezed viciously, twisting the dark-haired beauty’s hard nipples.
For several minutes, the women were almost motionless, enjoying the exquisite feeling of their locked genitals fusing and merging, of their rock-hard clits pressed together, tip to exquisite tip, twitching and pulsing and swelling ever thicker and harder as the pleasure between their bodies escalated, becoming unbearably intense. The women squeezed their cunts, slowly and powerfully clamping their pussy lips and sucking hard with their deep vaginal muscles. Their nether mouths sealed in an unbreakable, impossibly intimate, fuck kiss. The women looked deep into the other’s eyes through half-closed lids, watching for the moment the other bitch would break in erotic ecstasy. Their panting grew hotter, heavier.
Kil moved her hips, rubbing her pulsing clit hard against its counterpart. Muuta moaned and moved with the other woman, but in the opposite direction. They rotated their hips microscopically, grinding and grinding the tips of their swollen fuck horns directly into each other. The pure pleasure surging through their bodies spiraled higher and higher, accompanied by the women’s erotic moaning. Their bodies trembled and quaked as the mutual fucking went on and on.
Sweat dripped from the tips of Kil’s nipple shafts, sweat streaked her belly, trickling down to pool in her navel, before continuing down to her naked pubes and her sopping cunt. Muuta’s body glistened in the moonlight, soaked with sweat, her tits bouncing and jerking as she moved with Kil, keeping their cunts and clits glued together. They rode each other hard, their asses flexing slowly and powerfully as they thrust into each other, as they spread and penetrated each other deeper.
Muuta reached up and grabbed Kil by the back of her head. She pulled the Queen’s face down. Kil did not resist. The women moaned in shared bliss as their meaty tits crushed into one, as their pulsing nipples docked. Muuta drew Kil into a deep, lustful kiss, one the short-haired blonde returned with equal passion. Their tongues thrust and twisted, their spit flowed, their moans and shouts of joy grew even more desperate.
For more than an hour, the women fucked, clits jousting relentlessly, ecstatically, big tits rolling and throbbing, bellies clapping wetly. The exquisite pleasure inundating their grinding bodies became irresistible, filling them to their cores, setting their lush flesh quivering with tension, until they could not take anymore.
Muuta came first, her body convulsing as her pussy contracted powerfully and jetted hot cum up into Kil’s dominant cunt. Kil released and squirted only moments later, triumphantly injecting her ejaculate into Muuta’s convulsing twat . The women thrashed and writhed in each other’s arms, rubbing their bodies furiously, scratching, slapping and squeezing, tonguing viciously as they rode each other to orgasmic bliss. They forced delicious orgasm after orgasm out of their opponent, neither wanting to stop.
When the orgasms finally subsided, the women lay twined in a sweaty, cum-drenched knot of luscious flesh. They floated in the blissful afterglow of their fuck for some time. Kil finally rolled her soaked body off of Muuta. Panting, the lusciously beautiful women lay side by side, their powerful forms glistening in the moonlight, their equally massive tits rising and falling in unison.
Muuta smiled in satisfaction. Her whole body sang with electricity, every nerve tingling with the aftermath of being stimulated to nearly the full extent of their capacity. The heat radiating from her still throbbing clit filled her flesh, ripe with the promise of so much more to come. Her breasts ached and pulsed. Nothing felt better than an intense fuck with another woman. The only thing that could have been better is if she had been the one to force Kil to cum first, but she knew that the battle was just starting. She and Kil would be trading victories and defeats all night. She reveled in the delicious sensations rippling through her perfect body, even as she felt her desire begin to build once more.
The women let the tension, the heat, between their lush bodies grow slowly. It did not take long for the women to be fully reloaded, ready for another round in their fuckwar.
Muuta smiled hatefully as she rolled on top of Kil, eager to resume their fuckfight. The blonde queen wrapped her muscled legs with Muuta’s powerful limbs. One of her hands traced the curve of Muuta’s back down to the black-haired woman’s powerful ass. The other hand gripped Muuta by the roots of her hair and pulled her face to Kil’s. Muuta pulled Kath’s hair savagely, trying to control the Queen’s kiss. The women’s tongues played, licking and stabbing, then they sank into a deep, passionate, hateful kiss. They wriggled slowly, rubbing the throbbing, squashed meat of their tits together, their hard bellies undulating, their navels sucking, their slick inner thighs caressing.
Muuta forced her tongue deep down Kil’s throat. Kil’s strong pink muscle wrestled with the invader. Their tongues caressed and shared spit deliciously. The women broke the kiss, panting with lust.
“We’re going to fuck until your twat gives out, fuck whore,” Muuta breathed, her eyes shining with insane heat.
“Give it to me, you little slut,” Kil whispered. “Every inch of you against every inch of me. When I break your body, when I destroy your dirty cunt, it’s going to feel so good…”
“You goddamn fucker,” Muuta snarled. “I’m going to make you cum inside of me until you’re as dry as a desert, you little bitch…”
Muuta shoved down with her hips and grunted in delight as she felt her slick pussy lips slide deliciously on Kil’s slick nether lips, as her juicy, hot twat slapped and sealed to Kil’s equally thick, succulent fuckmeat. The women smiled at each other ferociously as they mated. Muuta moved her hips around and around, driving herself deeper into her rival’s cunt, sealing their genitals. Kil moved with her. They locked mouths, twined tongues, their uncontrollable moaning growing ever more urgent as they fucked each other into ecstasy.
The fuckfighting women became lost in the erotic haze of unbridled lust and exquisite pleasure for the rest of the night. As the previous night, they took each other in every way they could imagine, licking, sucking, biting. They fucked ferociously, pounding their cunts together like drums, hoping to overwhelm the other with sexual aggression. They fucked gently and carefully, using skill and sensual caresses to stimulate each other to the peaks of pleasure. They devoured each other in long, hot 69 duels that left them covered with the other woman’s delicious ejaculate. At one point, Muuta was behind Kil, riding her back, gripping the Queen’s heavy tits like handles, the other woman spreading her legs and thrusting up her pussy, trying to give Muuta rear access to her steaming cunt. They rubbed and rubbed, finally blowing their loads onto each other.
Muuta and Kil went asshole to asshole, legs spread wide, asses pumping, breasts pressed into the bed as they scissored each other ass to ass. They used tongues and fingers on every bodily orifice, sucking and licking, fingering and fisting, until they brought each other to one devastating climax after another.
With the morning sun, Muuta and Kil lay spread out on the bed, flat on their backs, their faces aligned with the other woman’s genitals. They had just finished another exhausting 69 battle that ended in Kil blasting cum into Muuta’s face and mouth for several seconds before Muuta joined her, ejaculating hard onto the Queen’s gorgeous face. Muuta remained on her back but reached down the Queen’s body beside her and gripped the woman’s heavy tit. Kil immediately returned the favor. The women fondled each other as they lay panting, trying to regain their energy.
“It’s been a long time since I fucked a woman who could keep up with me, the way you have,” Kil murmured, kneading Muuta’s tit appreciatively. She smiled viciously. “It’s going to make breaking your body so much more satisfying…”
“You’re a fantastic fuck, too,” Muuta murmured. She squeezed Kil’s tit hard, sinking her fingers into the dense meat and squeezing. “But I can’t say that you’re the best that I’ve had, even recently. Kath is a much better fuck than you are, you whore.”
Kil squeezed Muuta’s tit painfully, viciously twisting the hard nipple, then sat up abruptly, her beautiful face etched in a snarl. Muuta groaned in pain with the sudden assault but returned the attack gamely. She also sat up, her gorgeous face lit in hateful smile. She knew she had insulted and enraged the Queen, just as she had hoped.
“You freely admit to fucking that whore?!” Kil snarled.
“Of course I do, you cuntlicker,” Muuta sneered. “You know that Kath and I are regular fuck partners. I know your spies have told you!”
“You dirty bitch!” Kil snapped. She had got on her hands and knees, a position instantly mirrored by Muuta. The women were almost nose to nose, glaring into the other’s eyes, their heavy tits hanging and swinging on their chests.
“That bitch is mine!” Kil snarled. “Her cunt belongs to me! Her body, her tits, are all mine!”
“Like fuck they are!”Muuta growled back. “I fuck that bitch whenever I want! We ride each other all night, all day, fucking each other raw! I’ve eaten that whore’s pussy and sucked her tits more than anyone! I’ve made her pass out under me more times than I can count!”
“Fucker!!” Kil screamed. Her hand lashed out and she cracked Muuta across the cheek. The dark-haired beauty gasped in pain, as her head whipped to the side.
“Cunt!!” Instantly, Muuta returned the attack, slapping Kil just as viciously, reddening the Queen’s cheek.
“Fuck you, twat!” Kil screeched, filling her hands with Muuta’s thick, black hair.
“Fuck you, cunt!” Muuta screamed in reply, gripping Kil’s short hair as close to the blonde’s scalp as she could.
On their knees, the struggling women jerked their enemy by the hair, trying to wrangle their opponent down. Their heavy tits bounced off each other, jostling and crushing, steel-hard nipples stabbing into taut titflesh, both women aroused and excited by the sudden violence. They pressed tight, chest to chest, and crushed the meaty masses of their tits between their straining bodies.
“Whore!”
“Cunt!”
Kil managed to throw Muuta to the bed and followed her down, taking the top position. Muuta quickly wrapped her slick, powerful thighs around the Queen’s muscular waist. Their naked cunts found each other instantly, the juicy fuck slits already slick with lubrication, their swollen clits stabbing like swords. Hot pussies kissed and locked and their battle turned in an instant into a savage hate-fuck.
Kil pounded her pussy into Muuta’s juicy fuckmeat, grinding and grinding her cunt with her rival. Muuta twined her calves with Kil’s calves, gripped the blonde’s flexing ass with both hands, and fucked back as hard as she could, her hips thrusting to match Kil’s fuck rhythm. Their fuck lips grew slick and wet, soaking their inner thighs, as they worked into each other relentlessly. Their clits crushed and rubbed hard. The women sawed their bursting sex horns against each other, both determined to push their enemy over the edge of bliss and into a submissive orgasm. Nose to nose, panting and snarling, they glared, eyes locked and filled with hate and lust. They were battling over possession of the body of a woman who was not even there.
“I’m going to grind your dirty cunt into meat, you fucking slut!” Kil gasped as she jerked her hips like a fuck machine.
“Try it, fucker!” Muuta grunted, matching Kil blow for blow, grinding back as hard as she could from her inferior position. “My pussy can take everything your cunt can give out!”
The snarling women bit each other on the neck and shoulders, they scratched and pulled hair. But their shared hate focused everything in their grinding, pounding, sucking cunts as they sought to fuck the other down, to force the other into conceding defeat. Their eyes locked, blazing with fury and raw, pure lust. There was no separating their need, their want for the incredible pleasure they were giving to each other from their desire to brutalize and sexually overpower the other woman.
Muuta’s body trembled with tension, she knew she could not last much longer. Kil ferocious fuck attack was having its effect. She could feel that the Queen was on the verge of orgasm too, but just far enough away to give her a victory in this contest. Muuta could not stand the idea of losing this fuck battle to her rival, especially since she had goaded the other woman into the confrontation. She pulled Kil’s ass cheeks apart and teased the woman’s tight, wet anus. Kil groaned at the sudden additional erotic stimulation.
“You fucking slut!” Kil gasped. She trembled even harder, suddenly unable to keep the sexual tidal wave at bay. Kil drove her clit at Muuta’s clit as hard as she could, trying to crush Muuta’s sexhorn and force the dark-haired woman’s orgasm while she could. Muuta whimpered as she felt the end come. She drove both of her index fingers deep into Kil’s asshole. Kil stiffened and groaned tortuously, then felt the dam explode. At almost the same instant, Muuta felt herself reach the end of her tether.
“GOD, OH GOD!!” Muuta screamed as she came like a volcano.
“FUCK, OH FUCK!!,” Kil shrieked, as her pussy erupted in a gusher of cum.
The women clung to each other tightly, biting into each other’s shoulders, pulling hair savagely, as their bodies bucked slow and hard, hips rising and falling in unison, asses straining, as they pumped cum back and forth between their inosculated cunts, filling their vaginal canals with hot, foaming ejaculate. For several minutes, they basked in the raw, overwhelming pleasure of using each other as cum buckets. They emptied themselves into the other beautiful bitch, loving and hating what they were doing at the same time.
For almost ten minutes, Kil and Muuta writhed in each other’s arms, their perfectly matched, voluptuous bodies straining and straining, muscles locked, ecstasy flowing through them in a circuit. Finally, they collapsed, panting and sobbing, soaked in sweat and cum. Both of them were biting the other’s neck and shoulders.
Silence descended in the room, punctuated by the women’s hot pants.
After a while, Muuta pushed Kil off of her. The women lay side by side again, tits heaving, their juiced up cunts connected by thick strands of viscous cum, the tips of their nipples linked by expended nipple cum.
Kil turned her head to glare at Muuta; Muuta returned the challenging stare.
Kil rose from the bed, a bit unsteady on her feet. The strands of cum broke and fell to the bed, anointing the soaked sheets even more with their womanly secretions.
Kil staggered across the room, her bare feet leaving sweaty imprints on the marble floor. She picked up her cape of office off the chair. Muuta got out of the bed and approached Kil.
Kil draped the cape over her body and locked the clasp. She glared at Muuta, who stepped up to her until their cum and sweat-dripping bodies were only inches apart.
“Tonight, we settle this,” Kil snarled. “We fuck until one of us conquers the other. The loser is the fuck toy of the winner for the rest of the time you are here.”
Muuta gave Kil a nasty smile. “I agree. I can’t tell you all the ways I’m going to fuck your brains out when I have you as my slave.”
The women pushed close until their bodies were nipple to nipple, nose to nose. They trembled with barely contained rage and lust.
“Tonight,” Kil whispered. “Be on that bed when the sun sets with your legs spread and your cunt open and wet. I’m going to claim your body, just like I’ve claimed Kath.”
“I’ll be waiting for you, fuck whore,” Muuta whispered back.
The women touched tongues and could not resist pulling each other into a savage kiss. They tongued and sucked spit back and forth for several minutes, their desire to control and beat the other woman momentarily in ascendence. After about five minutes, they pulled apart, panting with fury and lust.
With a final glare of hate and lust, Kil turned away, pulled open the door, and left without looking back.
Muuta staggered to the bed. She buried her face in the cum and sweat-soaked sheets and inhaled deeply, loving the erotic scent. She rolled onto her back and stared up at the ceiling for a moment. Her hands began exploring her curves and stroking, caressing her nether regions and her throbbing tits, before delving deep into her cunt, working her twitching clit.
She could not wait for the night to arrive.
To be continued:

Muuta vs. Kil: Part III: Who’s On Top?
Muuta was filled with nervous energy the rest of the day. Her anticipation for the evening and her upcoming battle the Red Queen, was overwhelming and very distracting. She wondered now if Kil had somehow not known about her relationship with Kath. Muuta found that unbelievable. At the very least, Kil should have assumed that Muuta and Kath had crossed clits in the past -it was the most reasonable assumption to make given that Muuta came from Zegium, Kath was there too, and Kil was intimately associated with Kath’s insatiable sexual appetite. Whatever the truth, Muuta’s admission had the desired effect. Kil was enraged at her and willing to take their fuckwar to the next level. Muuta knew that her chances of coming out on top in this contest with the Red Queen were, at best, even. She was a beautiful and sexually skilled erotic warrior, but she had lost these battles in the past. She had lost her first battle against Kath. Even now, her win-loss ratio in her contests with the blonde bitch was slightly in the blonde’s favor.
Muuta explained the situation to Darna.
“I’ve made the Queen very angry at me. Tonight, we are going to settle our contest and then one of us will be the sex slave of the other for the rest of the time we are here. Either way, I think that the Queen will not be available for the next two to three days.”
“What did you say or do to her?” Darna asked, genuinely curious.
“I’d rather not say. But can you use the Queen’s absence to gain an advantage?”
“Probably,” Darna replied. “The negotiating team here seems to consult with the Queen on a regular basis, usually the day after. If they can’t do that, it might make them more hesitant about taking risks or adopting aggressive positions.”
“Good. That can be a useful side-effect of this situation.”
Muuta practically counted down the hours until the Queen’s next visit to her bed. Two hours before sundown, too distracted to focus on the negotiations, she excused herself and returned to her room. She bathed and perfumed her body, taking special care to scent her genitals, asshole and tits. She knew that all of these places would be stinking of sex and sweat in no time and that these were scents that sexfighters tended to love, but she wanted to start out as clean as possible so that she could feel even more filthy as time went on.
Muuta raised her leg out of the water of her scented bath, pointed her toes, and ran her hands up and down the smooth, thick muscle. Soon, her incredible body would be locked in a contest of sexual endurance and pure pleasure against another woman’s equally incredible body. She shivered in anticipation and lust. This was exactly the kind of contest she loved more than anything else.
A half hour before sundown, Muuta opened the window to help the room cool off, unlocked her room door, then retired to her bed. She pushed the bedclothes into the corner and lay on the mattress. She did not have long to wait. Even before the sun had set, she heard the door opening. She looked up and saw the Red Queen entering her room.
Kil closed and locked the door. She turned to face Muuta. The two women smiled at each other, expressions of raging lust and mutual hate. Kil undid the clasp at her neck and slid her cape off her shoulders. She deposited it on the chair inside the door. Naked, she swayed across the room towards the bed. Muuta watched the Queen’s progress with glowing eyes. She licked her lips as her hungry gaze took in the woman’s gently jiggling tits, her rocking hips, her succulent pussy. Muuta could see Kil’s swollen clit, already cresting her cunt, twitching with tension.
Muuta sat up on the bed and spread her legs wide, bracing her body with her arms behind her. Her engorged clit protruded from her naked pussy, quivering with need. Her pink fuck lips were swollen with arousal and slicked with lubrication. Cunt juice trickled down to her asshole, wetting the bed. Her tits pulsed with heat and jiggled deliciously, taut and firm, the nipples trembling with tension.
Kil crawled onto the bed. She turned around, sat on her ass, and spread her legs in answer to Muuta’s sexual challenge. The Red Queen’s equally beautiful and aroused cunt confronted its enemy between Muuta’s legs.
Kil pushed forward and extended her feet. Muuta met bare feet with bare feet. The women touched toe to toe then the bare soles of their feet pressed tight. They trembled with the sensuous contact and glared at each other.
“These are the rules,” Kil purred. “We fuck and fuck until one of us makes the other one cum first. The loser becomes the sex slave of the other for the rest of the time you are here, until the negotiations are formally concluded. Do you agree?”
“Of course,” Muuta smiled. “And we agree that, if we tie, we keep going until one of us clearly and decisively wins, correct?”
“Define what you mean as a “tie”.”
Muuta considered. “If we both cum within five seconds of each other, that is a tie. Whoever wins this fight, it has to be a decisive victory. Also…anything goes. The test is to see who makes the other cum first. You can do that in any way, so long as it has the result.”
Kil nodded. “I agree.” She pushed her toes more firmly into Muuta’s toes. “One other thing: after the victor is decided, there is no stopping. I have already told my Vizier that we are not to be disturbed until the negotiations are concluded.” She smiled evilly. “I am going to fuck your body raw, bitch, and you are going to be my fuck toy in every way you can imagine.”
Muuta pushed her toes and rubbed her bare foot into Kil’s matching pair. “That’s what you think, slut whore. But I’m going to make you cum inside of me until I’ve milked you dry. Then I’m going to use your body as a cum bucket. You’re going to be drinking my cum for the next three days.”
The women smiled at each other, their eyes bright with hate and even more intense lust. They slipped their bare legs over and under each other, the smooth flesh slightly deliciously, and pushed closer and closer with their arms, until their bodies were scissored and their naked cunts were only centimeters away from fusing in a deep, powerful fuck kiss. Their engorged clits twitched and throbbed, aching to touch and fight.
“I’m going to show you how I make Kath submit to my superior pussy, you black-haired fuck,” Kil hissed.
“You’re a jealous, petty cunt, you blonde bitch!” Muuta snarled back. “You hate it that I can fuck Kath’s cunt any time I want to but you have to beg her to spread her legs for you!”
Kil snarled viciously in response, her eyes flashing with rage. “You dirty slut! I’m going to turn your twat into raw meat! Kath won’t ever want to spread her legs for you again!”
“Like fuck, you twat!” Muuta gloated. “I’m going to fuck you down and then tell Kath how easily I made you submit! I’m going to put both of you blonde whores in your place!”
The women closed the distance between their enraged cunts, jerking their hips and slapping their naked fuckmeat together. They grunted, eyes bright with delight and hunger, as their hot genitals mated and the surging pleasure they craved rippled through their bodies. Bracing themselves, they shoved as hard as they could, their fucking immediately becoming a test of the comparable strength of their hips and asses. The pressure they placed on their battling cunts forced the dripping sex organs even more tightly together, fusing them in ecstasy. Thick-lipped pussies sizzled and sealed with a wet hiss. Their swollen, exquisitely sensitive clits became trapped together within the locked arena of their steaming twats, the locked vaginas forming a tight oval of swollen fuck lips and trembling muscle. The women contracted their pussies, sucking and sealing the bond, squeezing and squeezing their struggling clits, fusing the fuck horns even more.
“God, oh God, you dirty fucking whore…,” Muuta hissed.
“You cunt, you fucking dirty cunt…,” Kil choked out, her eyes fluttering as she struggled to keep the intense pleasure from overwhelming her trembling body.
In concert, the women began minutely rotating their hips, rubbing and grinding their swollen clits together within their meaty prison, trying to inflict more pleasure on their enemy than she could take while also hoping that their own sexual endurance would prove enough. The struggling fuck horns sent shockwaves of overpowering sensation and sexual electricity radiating through the beautiful women’s perfect, voluptuous bodies. Kil and Muuta threw back their heads and groaned in shared ecstasy. Their equally huge, powerful tits jiggled furiously, as the taut flesh grew ever thicker and harder as it flooded with the hormones of arousal. Their nipples lengthened and hardened, matching brown spears jutting from their quivering titmeat. They dripped with sexual juices.
The women leaned back and worked their hips and asses, running searing fuck horns up and down their soaking gashes, clit driving at clit, up and down, head to head, around and around. Muuta gripped Kil’s sweat-soaked thigh and used it as leverage as she worked her clit harder and harder into her enemy. Kil reciprocated the move. The women’s asses left the bed as they pummeled each other. They struggled to keep their eyes open as the intense sensations rippled through every muscle and nerve.
The pleasure built like a slowly ticking time bomb, filling their perfect bodies to overflowing, making their muscles quiver with unexpressed tension, their nerves tingle and then burn and then scream with pure sensation. On and on, they fucked. After more than an hour, the women could not take it anymore. Screaming in tandem, they pounded their wet cunts together in ecstasy as they came again and again. They collapsed on their backs and writhed and jerked, fucking and fucking uncontrollably.
When it was over, the women rested only a few minutes before Muuta pushed herself away from their cunt-locked bodies, breaking the pussy to pussy grip, and sat up. She turned herself around and positioned herself so she was facing down Kil’s body and shoved her ass in the blonde’s face. Kil did not object. Instead, she looped her arms around Muuta’s hips, gripped the brunette’s muscular ass, and buried her face in her rival’s sopping wet cunt. Muuta did the same, her tongue delving deep into Kil’s juicy labia, teasing the hot ridges of her vaginal canal, caressing the slick contours of her womanhood, working its way up to the blonde Queen’s swollen, pulsating clit. Muuta tongued the hot fuck horn vigorously, then wrapped her lips around the throbbing sex bud and sucked ravenously. Kil was doing the same to her, torturing her aching clit, stroking, licking and caressing her most exquisitely sensitive bodily organ.
The suck fucking women wrapped their dripping thighs around the other woman’s head. They rolled on their sides and devoured each other, their mouths and tongues working, their fingers probing and stabbing. Kil licked hot and hard at Muuta’s delicious asshole, shoving her tongue into the tight, puckered bud, sucking and biting. Muuta instantly returned the attack, using her fingers to pull Kil’s ass cheeks apart and go even deeper into the Queen’s orifice.
Hands roamed up and down sculpted backs and sides, caressing and stimulating, pulling hair and scratching, doing anything to gain an advantage and force the other woman to ejaculate first. More than an hour later, neither woman could stand it anymore. Fingering each other savagely, their mouths fixed over their dripping, pulsing twats, Kil came first, ejaculating hard into the brunette’s mouth. Muuta came only instants later, well within the five second limit the women had agreed would constitute a tie. They came and came, soaking the other woman’s face with cum, until strands of womanly ejaculate coated their cheeks and clung to their hair.
Muuta and Kil rolled apart and lay panting, their tits heaving, their bodies vibrating with sexual pleasure.
“God, you’re a fucking bitch,” Muuta croaked at her rival.
“You’re a filthy, fucking whore,” Kil managed.
They rested, quickly recuperating, letting their insatiable sexual hunger build up again.
After some time, Muuta got to her knees on the bed. Kil immediately duplicated the move. The women glared at each other. They knew that this battle could go on for hours before one of them managed to make the other cum first. What made their rivalry so exciting was that they were so evenly matched. That fact greatly increased their mutual pleasure but made this battle unbearably frustrating.
“Fingerfuck,” Muuta suggested, trying to find some way to break the impasse. “Let’s see who’s better with her hands.”
Kil smiled. “I’ve spent hours fingering every orifice in many, many men and women, you little cunt. You just made a very big mistake.”
“Let’s see,” Muuta purred.
The women moved towards each other on their knees. They reached out and caressed and kneaded the other woman’s heavy, perfect breasts, playing with the dense flesh, squeezing and twisting distended nipples. They felt the heat flare and build within their loins. Their pussies dripped with lubrication and quivered with growing tension. Muuta and Kil leaned into each other, their massive tits compressing, their hot nipples meeting and searing into one. The women moaned. They touched tongues, teasing and probing, sending electrical surges of pleasure through their lush bodies. Their solid bellies slapped together, then caressed, sleek flesh rubbing. The women grabbed the back of their rival’s head with one hand. They slid the other hand between their bodies, down their bellies, the backs of their hands pressed together as they approached their opponent’s naked, throbbing pussy.
Eye to eye, Muuta and Kil traced their fingers over hot fuck lips, wetting their digits, teasing the opening of their cunts, lightly touching the labia, gently stroking hot, hard clits. They played with each other, taunting, challenging, building the exquisite anticipation of the pleasure to come. They watched as their opponent grew more and more aroused, until they were whimpering with need. Finally, they were ready. They could not wait any longer. As one, they shoved one stiff finger into the other woman’s wet, tight cunt. They moaned in shared bliss as the mutual masturbation began. Fingers moved in singles or pairs or even as three, teasing and stimulating the sensitive flesh, pumping and caressing, working their enemy’s clit with tantalizing strokes and aggressive touches. Their pussies were soon trickling in a continuous flow to the bed.
The women locked their tongues and kissed passionately, viciously, opening another front in their erotic war. They moaned deep in their throats as the heat in their erogenous zones grew more and more intense. Their swollen tits throbbed and swelled against the other. Their nipples burned.
On and on the finger fucking went, both women using more and more fingers as they worked each other into a frenzy. Muuta felt her entire body on fire, but she could tell from Kil’s whimpers, from the intense quivering in the other woman’s succulent twat, that the Queen was as aroused as she was. Their bodies raced towards an orgasmic conclusion. Once again, it felt like they were approaching the edge of the cliff together.
Kil released the back of Muuta’s head and traced her hand down the dark-haired woman’s perfect, curving spine, to her round, tight ass. The Queen slapped Muuta’s ass hard, several times, the sharp cracks on the taut muscle sending pulses of unexpected pain rippling through Muuta’s body. Muuta grunted within their kiss, the sudden pain amplifying the intense pleasure reverberating through her genitals. Before Muuta could retaliate, Kil grabbed her hair again and twisted their bodies hard. Suddenly, Muuta found herself off balance and falling on her back to the bed. Her hand that had been working Kil’s cunt was dislodged and the Queen made a sound of relief as the pleasure wracking her loins disengaged. The Queen shoved all five of her fingers up Muuta’s twat even as she forced the other woman onto her back on the bed.
Muuta realized that she was in a very disadvantageous position. She was flat on her back, her fingers were no longer in her rival’s twat, and she was being very aggressively fingerfucked and ravaged. Kil was one step away from fisting her. Her pussy was on the edge of explosion and she could not even retaliate. Muuta tried to get her hand back into Kil’s juicy pussy but the blonde closed her legs and angled her hips away from Muuta, trying to create some distance.
The women broke their kiss and thrashed and struggled on the bed, Muuta trying to free herself from the insistent fingers forcing her clit to higher and higher levels of pleasure, Kil trying to hold Muuta down and press her sudden advantage. Kil forced herself on top of Muuta and knifed her full hand up into the brunette’s steaming twat.
“Oh FUCK!!” Muuta howled as the deep violation of her womanhood sent a spike of pure ecstasy coursing through her. Her body had become one huge, throbbing genital, aching and overflowing, teetering on the edge of a complete and devastating climax. “You fucking WHORE!!”
“Cum for me, you little cunt, cum like you want to, you fucking bitch!” Kil moaned. Her fist twisted and thrust hard, even as Muuta’s incredibly tight cunt walls closed around the invading probe. “Cum, cum, CUM!!”
“OH GODDDSS!!” Muuta shrieked as she came, her back arching, her legs kicking as a convulsive orgasm tore through her.
“YESSS!!” Kil screamed. “You’re mine, you dirty little whore! You’re MINE!!”
Muuta jerked and writhed on the end of Kil’s arm as her body shuddered through one orgasm after another. Her cum soaked Kil’s arm and her ass bounced up and down on the bed as her hips pumped.
“No, oh no, fucking God, nooo…,” Muuta moaned as the pleasure rolled through her writhing body in waves of intense pleasure.
Finally, Muuta was still. Panting like a horse, her body soaked in sweat, she collapsed on the mattress. Kil finally pulled her fist free of Muuta’s tight twat and a gusher of blocked cum flowed onto the bed. Thick strings of cum linked the Queen’s fist to Muuta’s cunt until Kil licked them off and sloshed the thick fluid in her mouth. She lowered her face to Muuta’s pussy and began to lick and suck up all of the cum she could find. She crawled up Muuta’s body, mounting the dark-haired beauty, and rested her body tit to tit, belly to belly on top of Muuta. She forced her thighs between Muuta’s wet thighs. Muuta moaned. Kil pulled Muuta’s hair, jerking her mouth open, and locked the woman into a deep, cum-drenched kiss. Muuta eagerly accepted the cummy discharge. The women’s tongues thrashed and tangled within their mouths.
Muuta and Kil kissed and shared spit and cum for some time. Their tits rolled and throbbed on their chests, their hot bellies flattened to each other. Muuta twined her legs through Kil’s limbs.
Kil finally broke the kiss. She licked Muuta’s face and smiled down at the woman under her.
“I won, you little whore. Now, I’m going to fuck your brains out. I’m going to do things to your luscious little body that will make you scream like the cunt you are. And you’re going to lie back and take it and do everything I tell you to do. You’re my fucktoy now, slut.”
“Goddamn you, you dirty fuck,” Muuta snarled. But she did not object. Kil had beaten her fairly. They had agreed that any trick could be used and the Red Queen had taken advantage of that condition.
“Right now, fucker, I still haven’t cum.” Kil rolled off of Muuta and lay back on the bed, her legs spread. “Get your dirty little tongue in there and get me off. Suck up all my cum, too. I’ll want to share it with you when I’m done cumming in your face.”
Muuta rolled onto her stomach and stretched out between Kil’s voluptuous legs. She licked the sensitive inner thighs, then gently stroked and teased Kil’s swollen clit. The blonde woman moaned in delight.
“That’s right, cunt, play with my clit, make it good…”
Muuta licked Kil’s throbbing clit, then covered the woman’s wet, hot pudenda with her mouth and began to suck and lick. Even if she was forced to be Kil’s slave, she intended to do her best to make the Red Queen pass out from pleasure. She reached up, filled her hands with Kil’s stupendous tits, and set to work.
To be continued:

Part IV: A Kiss Goodbye
Muuta bathed and prepared herself to meet the delegation from Zegium. Her body felt wonderful, amazingly loose, every nerve tingling. She always felt this way after a bout of marathon sex. It was what happened when all the pleasure centers of her body were overloaded and overstimulated over a long period of time. Even so, she could not escape the sense of intense humiliation.
She had lost her contest with the Queen. She had become the bitch’s submissive fucktoy. For two whole days and three nights, the Queen had used her as a submissive sex slave, had made Muuta drink her cum and bring her to delicious climax over and over again. Many times, the Queen refused to allow Muuta her pleasure, torturing the dark-haired beauty with frustration until, eventually, allowing Muuta to enjoy devastatingly powerful orgasms. Kil had clearly enjoyed herself immensely. Muuta had to admit to herself that there was also intense pleasure to be found in being sexually humiliated.
Even so, as deliciously pleasurable as the experience had been, Muuta had wanted to be the dominant bitch. She had craved the pleasure of making the Queen take her orders, be her prize. She had desperately wanted to humiliate the other bitch. It was a bitter pill to be a dominant Alpha bitch forced to submit to another Alpha.
After two days and three nights of using Muuta as her cum bucket, Kil was finally ready to leave. On the morning of her departure, Kil climbed out of bed, a bit unsteady on her feet. She walked to the chair beside the door where she had left her cape, reached for it, then paused. Smiling sadistically, she turned back to Muuta.
“Come here, cunt,” Kil purred. “I want you to say ‘goodbye’ to me.”
Muuta knew what Kil wanted. She crawled out of the bed, her eyes flashing with the rage of her humiliation, and joined the Queen at the door. The women glared eye to eye, their magnificent tits perfectly aligned.
“Get on your knees. Eat me, fucker,” Kil whispered. “And make it good. Make it as good as you can. I want to remember this. I want you to remember it, too.”
Muuta lowered herself to her knees and buried her face between the blonde Queen’s succulent thighs. Her tongue traced the smooth, hairless cunt lips before splitting them and delving into the woman’s hot, wet twat. Her tongue probed the labia and lapped and teased at the Queen’s swollen, throbbing clit. Muuta’s fingers drove deep into the Queen’s tight vaginal canal, her lips sucked at the growing clit, her teeth nibbled at the engorged sex horn.
Kil moaned, throwing back her head, a rapturous smile on her beautiful face. She loved this, she loved winning and humiliating a woman as beautiful, voluptuous and as ravenously sexual as she was. She basked in the completeness of her victory as she enjoyed the wonderful sensations pulsing through her body. She buried her hands in Muuta’s thick black hair and pushed the woman’s face even deeper into her cunt as she rotated her hips, rubbing her genitals around and around on Muuta’s cheeks and nose.
Finally, the Red Queen came in a gusher of hot ejaculate. She screamed in joy and triumph. Her cum covered Muuta’s face and streaked her hair. The submissive woman caught as much of it in her mouth as she could. Kil almost fainted with the sheer intensity of the pleasure and had to brace herself on the door frame. She grabbed Muuta’s head and rubbed her pussy harder and harder into her rival’s face.
Panting, Kil pulled Muuta’s head back, so that the other woman looked up at her. She smiled as she saw the streaks of cum covering Muuta’s face. Muuta opened her mouth slightly, showing what she had kept. Kil smiled and lowered her face to Muuta’s. Still holding the other woman’s hair tightly, painfully, she drove their mouths together. Their strong tongues pushed and shoved and slopped the cum back and forth for some time.
Holding Muuta’s face by the sides of her head, Kil pulled back after a while. She had a mouthful of cum. She stared down intently into her sex slave’s gorgeous face, as Muuta glared back at her defiantly. Kil spat the cum right on Muuta’s face, around her eyes, making it hard for the other woman to lick it up. The Red Queen shoved Muuta, who fell on her back, grunting.
Kil smiled down at the woman she had conquered and humiliated.
“Don’t forget this, bitch. The better cunt won. If you ever want to try your luck with me again, I’ll be waiting.”
With a final vicious smile, the Queen retrieved her cape, opened the door, and sashayed out. She was still filthy with sex. Muuta assumed she would go to her quarters first to wash, before resuming her duties.
Muuta lay on the floor for a while after the Queen left. Her face burned with rage and humiliation. She had enjoyed the intense, enormously pleasurable sex of the past few days, but she was an Alpha bitch, not a submissive. At least her time as a fucktoy was finally over. She felt like she was slinking back to Zegium and would now have to face Kath knowing that she had been unable to match that bitch in her battles with the Queen. Even worse, she knew that the Queen saw her as inferior to Kath and as a whore whose body and cunt, in the end, was not truly in the same league as Kath or Kil. This realization drove Muuta into a fury, but she did not know what she could do other than accept her loss and hope for the day when she could avenge herself on the Red cunt.
Muuta went to meet the Zegium delegation for lunch. Darna and the others looked pleased with what they had negotiated. The agreement provided Zegium with diplomatic relations with the Red Kingdom and access to valuable minerals and resources. In exchange, Zegium would supervise the provision of some helpful, non-military technologies to the people of the Kingdom. There were numerous other details related to trade and how to monitor the exchanges that had taken some time to work out. Darna assured Muuta that the negotiations had gone on at least a day longer than they needed to, doubtless because the Red Kingdom’s delegation had been ordered to give their Queen more time to enjoy her fuckfest with Muuta.
“Was anything left unresolved?” Muuta asked as she sipped at an after-lunch drink.
“Not much,” Darna said. “We have a small disagreement on a tariff that the Red Kingdom wishes to apply against some of our goods. We have agreed to a 5% tariff and they want 10%, but it’s not enough to stop the deal and it is something that can be resolved in future negotiations, once the full agreement takes hold.”
Muuta nodded. Then, a thought occurred to her. She smiled wolfishly. “Tell me more about this tariff.”
A half hour later, Muuta walked purposefully through the halls of the palace, heading directly for the throne room. She knew Kil was holding court and hearing petitions. Her bare feet slapped on the stone floor, her big tits bounced deliciously, her womanly hips see-sawed and her ass flexed as she marched. She entered the throne room and got into the short line of petitioners waiting to press their concerns to the Queen.
As Muuta expected, her arrival did not go unnoticed by Kil. The Red Queen was sitting on her throne, her legs crossed, the hood of her cloak covering her head. This was the symbol of her office and the hood being up meant she was acting in judgment. Kil was distracted by Muuta’s unexpected appearance. It soon became clear that the Queen was having difficulty focusing on the matters before her. Her bare foot began to fidget. The petitioner before her was droning on about a farming dispute. He soon realized that the Queen was not really paying attention, but he continued, not knowing what else to do.
Finally, Kil held up her hand and stopped the farmer. “Dugann,” Kil said, “I will rule on your petition tomorrow. Please return then. I will have accommodation made for you in the palace today.”
Kil addressed the other petitioners. “I will do the same for all of you. Something has come to my attention that needs to be resolved immediately.”
So saying, Kil rose to her feet and swept away, her red cape flowing behind her. She disappeared into a chamber behind the throne.
The petitioners looked confused but an attendant appeared who beckoned for them to follow him so he could find them accommodation.
Muuta separated herself from the group. A moment later, another attendant approached her and requested that she follow him. He led Muuta to the chamber behind the throne. He opened the door to usher her in, and then closed it.
Kil waited inside the chamber, her hands on her hips, her hood off so that her short blonde hair was exposed. Her naked body revealed the tell-tale signs of arousal as she confronted Muuta. Her nipples were thick and hard, her pussy glinted with lubrication.
“What do you want, bitch?” Kil snapped. Her blue eyes flashed with anger but Muuta could see the building lust.
Muuta smiled smugly and padded across the marble floor to her rival. She stopped just a step away and reached out to caress and stroke one of Kil’s distended nipples. The Red Queen gasped, her eyes fluttered and she bit her lip. Muuta gripped the nipple between her thumb and forefinger and rubbed it back and forth, like a dial. She enjoyed the gasp of pleasure that Kil could not contain.
“I think you and I have some unresolved issues, cunt,” Muuta smiled.
“We resolved our issues, fucker,” Kil hissed. “You spent the past three nights being my bitch, just like you deserve. I beat you. Get over it.”
“But the agreement was only until the negotiations ended. They’ve ended, even if there are a few loose ends. So, we’re back to the beginning.”
“Why should I agree to fuck you now?” Kil growled. Her body was showing all the clear signs of intense sexual arousal, answering her own question.
“I’ve been told that there is a small, unresolved dispute in the treaty between our two kingdoms,” Muuta purred. “I propose that you and I resolve the matter between ourselves.”
Kil reached up and gripped both of Muuta’s massive tits. She squeezed and kneaded the dense flesh vigorously, sinking her fingers in. Muuta grasped both of Kil’s equally huge tits and squeezed back. For several moments, the two women did nothing but knead and massage their rival’s bulging mammary glands. Their panting gasps were the only sound in the small room.
“What is the dispute?” Kil finally asked, through clenched teeth. She grunted loudly.
“Zegium wants a 5% tariff on some goods. Your people want 10%.” Muuta barely managed to choke out this explanation. Her entire body was on fire. Her pussy was wet and hot, her legs were wobbly with tension.
“How do you want to settle this?” Kil whispered. She whimpered as Muuta ran her bare palms up and down Kil’s swollen nipples, sending shockwaves of pleasure through the woman’s body.
“Stand up fuck,” Muuta gasped. “Whoever cums first loses.”
“Yes,” Kil moaned. “Fucking gods, yes!”
“Take off that red rag and get ready to spread your legs in defeat, you dirty whore,” Muuta moaned, kneading her rival’s throbbing tits even harder. She was excited beyond measure.
“Fuck you, bitch,” Kil grunted. She released Muuta’s massive breasts and stepped back, causing Muuta to release her grip on Kil’s delicious tits. The Red Queen’s eyes flashed as she unclasped her cloak and threw it onto a chair in the corner of the room.
The Queen approached Muuta, her beautiful nude body swaying, her pussy lips dripping with lubrication, her nipples hard, droplets of sex fluid dotting her distended nips. She reached for Muuta, sliding her hands over the dark-haired woman’s wide, strong hips. Muuta slid her arms around the Queen’s powerful upper back. The women pulled each other in and grunted, then moaned with delight, as their massive tits crushed hard and tight, the thick meat straining and compressing, bulging out to the sides of their luscious bodies. Their crushed titmeat sent pulses of exquisite pleasure racing through their matched bodies. Muuta gripped the back of Kil’s head and pulled the Queen into a deep, ravenous kiss. The women’s perfect bodies clapped together, bare belly to belly. They undulated their abdomens and groaned with delight as they felt their navels suck, as their toned stomach muscles rippled and teased. Their massive tits massaged and strained against the other pair, the heavy loads tingling with erotic sensations. Their powerful thighs rubbed hard. They pushed at the other woman’s juicy cunt with muscled thighs. Their hands roamed lush flesh, caressing and scratching, squeezing and massaging taut muscles and tight, voluptuous curves. Their tongues worked hard inside their sealed mouths as they drowned each other in spit, both swallowing back and sucking at tongues when they could, both refusing to be the first to break the kissfight. As one, Muuta and Kil slipped their hands down to grip the other woman’s perfect, round ass tightly. Their fingers indented the hard assmeat as they prepared for their final fuckfight.
Carefully, they spread their legs, aligning their slick inner thighs, and pushed their pelvises forward. Their engorged clits emerged from the crests of their perfect cunts. The pulsing fuck fingers reached for each other and touched, sending ecstatic shockwaves through the women’s struggling bodies. They screamed in joy into the other’s mouth. Spit overflowed, dribbling down to coat their bulging, quivering tits. The women worked their hips, corkscrewing their clits around and around, torturing each other with erotic pleasure. Their asses rippled with each powerful mutual thrust as Kil and Muuta struggled to fuck the other woman down.
Tears streamed from their eyes as the sexual pleasure filled them to the brim. Their bodies trembled and shuddered, but the women were accustomed to fighting beyond the limits of endurance and they continued to fuck, stroking and stroking clit to clit, beating ecstasy into their rival, taking all they could withstand. Their perfect, voluptuous bodies grew slick with sweat, which only added to the sensuous lubrication as their flesh surged and mated.
The fuckfighters’ moans and groans filled the small antechamber. Juice streamed down their legs, pooling on the marble floor. After more than an hour of pure fucking, the women felt the strength begin to fail in their trembling legs. Together, still thrusting in concert, asses flexing ferociously, their legs gave out and they slowly fell to their knees in a puddle of their mixed juices.
Muuta’s mind was lost in the overwhelmingly sensuality of what she and Kil were doing to each other. But a sudden moment of clarity allowed her to realize where she was and what she needed to do to win this contest. She surged forward, pushing hard into Kil. The blonde woman was caught by surprise but she resisted firmly. Muuta suddenly broke their hungry kiss and, with cry, yanked hard on Kil’s thick blonde hair. The Queen clenched her teeth from the sudden shock of pain and pulled on Muuta’s long, dense hair in retaliation, but she could not compensate. Kil fell slowly over onto her back, pushed down by Muuta’s weight.
The naked women thrashed on the floor, Muuta struggling to mount the Queen, Kil trying to prevent this from happening. Muuta had the slight advantage of position, however, and she managed to seize Kil’s muscular leg and lock her cunt into the Queen’s searing fuckmeat. Muuta scissored Kil tightly, her dripping cunt fuck-locked with Kil’s twat, the two sets of steaming genitals fully sucked and merged. She felt her throbbing clit press deep into Kil’s labia and felt the Queen’s fuck horn violating her pussy in turn. Muuta gripped Kil’s gorgeous ass tightly; Kil sank her claws into Muuta’s taut assmeat, readying herself for the contest to come. Muuta eagerly drove her succulent cunt deep into Kil’s matching fuckmeat. The women’s genitals slapped together wetly, the thick, juicy clap of succulent labia and sizzling clit crossing and crushing to sizzling clit. The women pressed cheek to cheek and whimpered and gasped. They could feel they were approaching the point of no return.
“You bitch, you fucking, cunt-eating bitch,” Kil whispered and moaned, as she fought to hold back the tidal wave of pleasure reaching a crescendo inside of her trembling loins. Her whole body was on fire, every nerve screaming with pleasure, every ounce of sexual tension demanding release.
“You whore, you fucking, fucking whore,” Muuta sobbed. She felt like she was holding back an explosion with only the thinnest of threads. A wave of intense ecstasy was pounding at her self-control.
Muuta’s ass rippled and thrust, gripped tightly by Kil’s clutching hands. Muuta’s hands were spread on Kil’s ass. She could feel the blonde cunt matching her thrust for thrust, stroke for stroke. They were in a fuck race to the finish and she did not know if her trembling body would be able to outfuck the Queen. She made sure that she and Kil did not lock up clit tip to clit tip – that would likely only end their conflict in another stalemate. Instead, she kept moving her hips and ass, sawing and slashing her clit at Kil’s engorged sex horn, turning the contest from one of sexual strength to sexual skill. She hoped her lush body, writhing and wriggling with Kil’s equally voluptuous form, and her tantalizing clit fencing would be enough to push the Queen over the edge before she gave out herself.
Tears streaming from their eyes, whispering obscenities at each other, Kil and Muuta rode each other viciously, fucking and fucking to the end, their pride as women on the line. Kil had humiliated Muuta, turned the brunette bitch into her fucktoy, established her womanly superiority over the cunt. She did not want that standing compromised now. Muuta was determined to avenge her humiliation, to fuck her opponent down and regain some of her pride from the blonde fuck whore.
Muuta could not last a second more. She felt the trembling building deep in her core, she knew she was only seconds away from ejaculating and losing another decisive fuck contest to the Red Queen. Her mind shrieked at her body, begging it to hold on just a little more, just a little longer.
Beneath Muuta, the Queen’s moans and cries were becoming more and more frantic, louder, more desperate.
“Oh Gods, fucking, fucking Gods!” Kil moaned, her teeth clenched, her beautiful face twisted into a mask of sexual agony and ecstasy.
“Cum, cum you little fuck, cum, cum…” Muuta gasped, almost begging her blonde opponent to surrender to the bliss of a devastating orgasm.
“No, oh no, you cunt, you fucking cunt…” Kil grunted.
Their asses rippled, the women stabbing at each other in microscopic thrusts, clit playing on clit, both women struggling to push her opponent over that finish line first.
“OH, FUCKING GODS!!” Kil shrieked. Her pussy tensed, her entire body shuddered, and she came, over and over, all of the sexual tension releasing in a gusher of hot ejaculate. She bucked high and hard, her hips lifting Muuta off the ground as the blonde’s body erupted in pleasure.
Muuta slowly counted to five in her mind, the most excruciatingly torturous five seconds of her life, then let herself go. Her pussy clamped and sucked hard at Kil’s beautiful cunt, and she ejaculated like a fire hose, her molten cum jetting into Kil’s vagina, filling the blonde bitch, mixing with the Queen’s hot jizz.
The women screamed and screamed in concert as they fucked delicious, unbearable orgasm after orgasm out of each other, their magnificent bodies straining and bucking as they tried to drain each other dry. Muuta laid into the Queen’s cunt with all her strength, thrusting and thrusting cunt to cunt until her powerful ass ached with the effort. Their rock-hard clits fused, radiating pure pleasure into their convulsing bodies, refusing to give either Amazon any relief from the sheer, raw ecstasy. Muuta felt herself passing out, losing her mind to what were likely the most powerful, exquisite orgasms of the entire week.
As she collapsed on top of Kil, Muuta saw the blonde woman’s eyes rolling up into her head, her mind shutting down to save itself from the unbearable sensations filling her body to overflowing. As Muuta crushed down on Kil’s soaking wet body, their heavy tits squashing and mashing, she felt the Queen’s limbs wrap around her own legs as they passed out in shared bliss.
For more than 30 minutes, Kil and Muuta lay on the floor of the anteroom, their lush bodies entwined, their heavy breathing mixing, their hair knotted. The marble tile was soaked with womanly secretions, their bodies were glistening with sweat. Muuta finally stirred as she slowly regained her senses. She and Kil had fucked each other senseless, literally, and it was taking some time for their minds to return to their tingling bodies.
Muuta pushed herself off of Kil. Their sopping wet bodies were linked by thick strands of nipple cum and pussy juices. Muuta broke the strands with her finger and sucked it clean. She got unsteadily to her feet. Her body was streaked with cum and sweat. She looked down at Kil, spread out on her back before her. The blonde bitch was magnificent and Muuta wanted nothing more than to spend the rest of the day, the rest of night, between the other woman’s delicious legs. She forced herself to break those thoughts.
“The tariff will be 5%,” Muuta whispered, her throat dry. Kil grunted, an apparent acquiescence. Muuta turned to go. Then she remembered. Turning back, she stood over the Queen’s gorgeous face and spat directly onto the woman’s eyes, causing the Queen to snarl in rage.
“You fucker!”
Muuta smiled viciously.
With a final glance at the Queen, the dark-haired beauty turned and walked away. As she opened the door to leave the anteroom, she saw Kil pushing herself up from the floor.
Her bare feet left sweat marks on the stone floor as she walked. Muuta knew she was filthy with sexual secretions but she did not care. Indeed, she wore the marks proudly, as badges of her final battle with the Red Queen. She became more steady as she walked through the palace corridors, heading to the place where the Zegiums’ ship was docked.
Muuta smiled. She had enjoyed some of the most exquisite sex of her life over the past week. She had managed to avenge herself on the Queen. And she had no doubt that more sexual conflict with Kil was in her future. For the brunette beauty, life could not be much better. There was just one thing bothering her. Next time, she would need to be sure that it was Kil who ended up as the fucktoy. Muuta’s final victory assured her that this was a very attainable goal.
Epilogue:
The Zegium flyer returned to the city almost a day after departing from the Red Keep. The city had moved on from its original position and covered a great deal of ground over the past week.
Muuta had been happy to let Darna know that Zegium had won the one concession from the Red Kingdom thanks to her own efforts.
Darna informed Muuta that a final condition had been added to the trade agreement by the Red Queen’s representatives. “They want to meet again in six months to evaluate how the agreement is faring. They added a clause that required regular six month meetings and their right to choose the one Zegium envoy who would come to represent us. I’m pretty sure the Queen will be making that decision.”
Muuta smiled. She was certain that she would be back in the Red Keep, back between Kil’s luscious legs, within the next six months. She sponged herself down as much as possible, then slept much of the trip in one of the beds in the back of the large cabin.
When the flyer landed, the negotiating team said “goodbye” to each other and hurried off to their respective homes. It was late at night, close to midnight, and everyone was tired. They would meet again the next day to debrief and then inform the city’s leaders of the outcome of their negotiations.
Muuta made her way through the dark, quiet streets, her bare feet slapping gently on the cobblestones. She had her blue shawl wrapped around her shoulders. As soon as she entered her luxurious home, she dropped the shawl on a couch and made her way upstairs. She washed and refreshed herself then, gratefully, fell into bed. The heat of the night closed around her and she slept.
Some time, maybe an hour or two later, Muuta woke suddenly. Something had alerted her that she was not alone. She peered into the dark corner of her bedroom, by the door, and made out a familiar figure.
Kath stepped into the moonlight streaming through the bedroom windows. The blonde beauty was naked, her nude body identical to that of the Red Queen, her longer hair the only clear distinguishing difference between Kath and her bitchy doppelganger.
“Kath,” Muuta purred. “What an unpleasant surprise. Why are you slutting your way into my bedroom, you whore?”
“I think you know why, Muuta,” Kath replied. “I want to know if you spread your legs for that bitch in the Red Keep.”
“And what if I did?” Muuta pushed herself up on her elbows to grin viciously at her rival. “What business is that of yours?”
“Your cunt and tits belong to me, fucker,” Kath breathed. “You’re my fucktoy.”
“Really?” Muuta grinned. “This is the first I’m hearing of it. I always thought you were my fucktoy. But, to answer your question, yes, I spent the past week fucking that whore’s brains out. The bitch was so taken with me, she’s written a clause into the agreement that gives her the right to demand that I return as the negotiator for the next stages. I think you can imagine the kind of ‘negotiating’ we will be doing.”
“You fucking whore,” Kath cursed, moving to the side of the bed. Muuta could see the other woman was raging with hate, lust and jealousy. She decided to push all of those emotions a bit further.
“I can understand what you see in the Red Queen and why you want to keep her to yourself, Kath,” Muuta smiled. “She’s one fantastic fuck. In fact, I think she’s a much better fuck than you are. We had each other screaming our lungs out for days. I don’t think I’m shared so much cum with one woman before. She’s one incredible fuck machine. I can’t wait to get back between her legs. And I guarantee she can’t wait to get back into my cunt.”
Kath climbed onto Muuta’s bed and threw herself onto the other naked woman. The women twined their limbs together instantly, wrapping up in a vicious catball. Muscles locked, nude bodies straining, the women slowly rolled from side to side on the bed, whispering curses and insults, biting and scratching, before locking into a deep hateful kiss. Kath pinned Muuta to the bed and forced the brunette’s legs apart. With a pulsating groan, the blonde vixen drove her dripping, aching cunt onto Muuta’s matching fuckmeat. The women cried out in shared joy as their voluptuous bodies mated.
As she writhed and bucked beneath Kath’s vicious assault, Muuta fixed her hands to Kath’s pumping ass and pulled the woman deeper and harder into her cunt, even as she moved her hips, driving back. Their hard, pulsing clits rubbed and crushed, sending shockwaves of pure ecstasy coursing through their writhing bodies. As the delicious pleasure built and built to a devastating crescendo, Muuta smiled. This was what she lived to do.

The End