United Combat Federation

Anna55

I walk through the club, enjoying the atmosphere, the women....many I know so well, watch me as I watch them. We are dressed in the most exquisite lingerie, oozing sensuality and confidence. 

This is not a club for the weak, the women that come here are predators and they hunt each other in private rooms debating each others worth. It is a place for women with decadent tastes, and darker needs. 

I see the raven haired beauty at the bar, I don't know her, but I feel myself drawn to her. 

I sit beside her an our eyes meet....the attraction and the desire is instant. 

I purr, "I see the club has lowered it standards and let just anyone one in, even common sluts like you." 

I smile at you, no warmth, and wonder if you will bite as I then order my negroni.

hot Amazone Madison

I'm new in town. Just a few months ago I moved here for work reasons because my husband left me. I was looking for a change and at some point I came across an ad for this exclusive club. Money doesn't matter to me, so I was able to afford membership. 

Now I sit on one of the bar stools in my newly acquired hot outfit and look around. 

I see a black-haired woman with a very similar outfit. She's hot and coming towards me. 

First, I just look at you while you wait for your drink. Then you speak to me. I grin at your insult and don't let it show. 

“Well, they let you in here too. You probably escaped from the Klapse during the last escape” 

I return and reach for my Caipirinha. I pull on the straw and stretch. My breasts press into my skimpy top and almost ooze out of the skimpy bra on top. 

I cross my legs and feel my pussy twitching.

10:57 AM:  Anna55

She bites, I smile inwardly as you insult me and I feel the tension build as I sip my drink leaving red lipstick imprinted on the glass. I looked at your lips and wondered how my lipstick would look smeared across your lips, and if you were prepared to dance with me. 

I could see it in you too, a mirror of the same dark magic taking root. 

We were not ourselves; at least not in this club where we were allowed to rage, too vent, to be our feral selves. In this club we were vessels for amusement of what ever Goddess wanted us to fight. Just two dolls infused with compunction and angry desires, our minds a battlefield where rage and raw, carnal longing fighting for dominance. 

I felt my body respond. I didn't care what your reasons were for being here were, only that you were here. 

I saw your breasts were almost falling out from your bra, your nipples were already hard, I felt mine respond. I let my stocking clad calves slide against you, letting you feel my smooth muscle. 

I whisper, "Slut, you're new here, it will be my pleasure to educate you.....if you dare.”

 hot Amazone Madison

Not only was I looking for variety, no, I also have a dark secret that is not commonplace and few women indulge in. I'm glad to have found a club like this where I can live it out. 

You push your leg to mine and rub it. I'm holding out against it and I'm not pressing any less hard against yours. 

“Do you think you're the sheriff at the club?” I ask with a grin and see your red lipstick on the glass. 

I, too, have more makeup than normal if I went to the office. 

I lean toward you, my knee pushing dangerously close to your crotch. 

“Do you want to find out? Do you want to see you go down? How a newbie can beat you up!“ 

I look deep into your cleavage and lick my lips, which now shine extremely brightly and sparkle in the dim light of the bar. 

I straighten up again and think it will be an interesting evening. Smiling, I take my drink and am happy to have made the right choice.

11:21 AM:  Anna55

I feel your legs pushing back against mine. The challenge already accepted. God, look at you… those full, heavy breasts rising and falling with every controlled breath, nipples already stiff against the thin fabric like they’re begging for my nails. 

Your eyes are locked on mine, dark and hungry, thighs flexed like you are just one heartbeat away from pouncing. 

I feel my pussy clenching hard at the sight, a slick, secret pulse that tells me my body already knows exactly how we are going to end the night—wet, gasping, and one of us completely owned. 

I motion to the witness and ask her for a key to a room where we can discuss our differences privately. She hands me the keys to room 55 and smiles at me knowing exactly what we will be doing. I wave the keys in from of your face, 

"Slut, pick up your drink, you and I need to go and have a long chat together." 

I smile at you, recognising you as my mirror in need and desire.

12:56 PM:  hot Amazone Madison

Good thing it's Friday night and I don't have to go to work tomorrow. I also see in you the excitement and the need to submit to me, or have me submit to you. 

I can see that you're already so in heat that I'll have an easy time with you. 

You wave someone to yourself. You are given a key. 

When you tell me we urgently need to talk, I realise what will happen in the next few minutes and hours. I'm pretty sure we won't be returning to the bar anytime soon. I finish my Caipirinha and order a new one. While I wait, I slide onto the bar stool and push myself really close to your hot body. 

“You horny little bitch can't wait to get fucked by a real woman! Come on, let's sort it out like two real, hot ladies!“ 

Then my drink is ready. “Come on, let's go”, I say, giving you a slap on your sexy ass. 

Some of the women in the club turn around after us and grin.

4:21 PM:  Anna55

I see the need in you......you almost jump into my lap, so eager to get closer to me, I order another Negroni and request some champagne on ice for the room, something for me to drink while I sit on your face later. 

"Can't wait to get fucked slut....oh you poor bitch, I am going to use you, then fuck you. You will be begging me to stop bitch......and I won't." 

I let my hand run up your stocking thigh, you don't resist. We both know what we want, what we need and neither of us is backing away. 

"You want to sort it out bitch....." I smirk. 

You smack me hard on the ass, several ladies turn round to watch us. Many smile, they know what we will be doing, and they will all be keen to see which one of us emerges as the victor. 

We get up and I lead the way to our room.......the night is young.......and we have all night to see which one of us is the top bitch.

10:20 PM:  hot Amazone Madison

You, too, slide off the stool. We’re standing close together; our covered breasts touch. You order something else, too—along with some sparkling wine. 

“To the winner!” I say with a grin, “So, to me.” 

Then your hand gently glides over my thigh. 

I have to concentrate not to show any reaction. We exchange a flirtatious glance. Then the drinks arrive, and we head to the room. We’re followed by lustful stares. Everyone knows what’s going on. Most of them know you and think you’ll be the first to leave the room as the winner. But I hope to wear you out and make you moan my name beneath me. 

I close the door behind us, and we’re alone. 

“So, what’s next?” I ask, stepping toward you. 

“Are you going to lay on your back? Or should we have another drink before things heat up?” 

I’m standing right in front of you, chest to chest. I’m prepared for anything; I’m curious to see what you’ll try. 

The tension is palpable between us.

12:07 PM:  Anna55

I lead us down the short corridor with the key still warm in my hand, hips rolling just enough that you can watch. Room 55 opens on a hush of low amber light. 

The bed dominates the space—wide, inviting, draped in dark chocolate silk that looks almost liquid where it pools and folds. The air smells faintly of the champagne I ordered and something warmer underneath. 

I close the door behind us. The lock clicks like a promise. We stand close. Our covered breasts brush with every breath. 

I don’t give her room to pretend this is still a conversation at the bar. 

“You asked what’s next,” I say, voice low, almost fond. 

I take the bottle, pour two glasses, and press one into her hand. My fingers linger against hers. 

“To the winner. We’ll decide that when one of us is trembling on those sheets and the other one isn’t asking anymore.”

I drink, set my glass down, and let my hand find her again—sliding up the stocking, over the heat of her thigh, slow enough that she has to feel every inch of the choice she’s already made. She doesn’t stop me. 

I hook two fingers in the neckline of her top and draw her the last breath closer until her mouth is almost on mine. Silk rustles when our bodies meet. 

“On the bed, Madison. On your back. Legs open. I want to see you against that dark silk—those full breasts rising, nipples tight, thighs already knowing what’s coming.” 

I kiss you then: deep, claiming, unhurried and filthy all at once. When I pull back I stay close enough that you can feel my smile against my lips. 

“You thought you’d have an easy time with me. Good. Fight for it. Wear me out if you can. I want to feel you try.” 

My hand slides higher, possessive, teasing the place where heat gathers. 

“Move, slut. The night is young, the sheets are waiting, and I intend to use every hour we have.” 

I feel my body responding to you, I have a feeling we will both be soaked and trembling before this is finished, but this is what we came here for.

12:51 PM:  hot Amazone Madison

I follow you into the room. Even if we can't see it, we'll be followed by prying eyes. I'm looking at your slightly swinging ass. Really cool. Just like that, so as not to be intrusive, but still arousing. I also let my hips move expansively. I want to show the girls at the club that I'm not without it either. 

Then the door closes behind us. You pour some champagne, and I look around. I notice the crackling atmosphere in the room. It seems to be made for us. For two alpha females who have to prove themselves. 

Once again, your hand brushes up my thigh, over my toned stomach, and chops into my bra. You draw me to you, but our lips do not yet touch. They are millimetres apart. 

We feel the breath of the other bitch. Then we drink. We keep an eye on each other, then you tell me to lie down on the bed. I walk around the king-size bed and stop on the opposite side. 

Why don't you lie down and let me climb you?” I ask with a grin as I slowly push my knee onto the bed. 

I lean forward so my tits almost fall out of the bra. The outfit is made to seduce the other person, and I think we're both pretty damn good at captivating the other person with our charms. 

Then I climb all the way onto the bed and am on all fours, seductive and slow, so you can follow every movement closely. I slowly approach you and wave my finger at me. 

“And do you dare to take me on?” 

I know you can't resist this. You have to and want to show everyone out there that you are the true alpha.

5:51 PM:  Anna55

I watch you on the chocolate silk—on all fours, leaning forward, your full breasts almost spilling out, that grin still trying to dare me. The sight hits me low and hard. My pulse jumps in my throat, in my nipples as they swell tight against the thin fabric, in the slow, shameless throb between my legs. 

My knickers are already spotting; I can feel the slick heat of it with every step I take toward the bed. I don’t make you wait. 

I crawl onto the sheets with you, face to face, knees sinking into that dark liquid silk until our bodies are close enough to share breath. The mattress dips. Our breasts brush. The air between us is champagne and want. 

“Look at you,” I murmur, voice low, almost tender. 

“All that swagger, and you’re already presenting for me, slut.” 

I lean in and kiss you—slow at first, then deeper, claiming, unhurried and filthy. 

My hand leaves your face and descends, sliding down the line of your body, over the heat of your stomach, lower, until my fingers find the place that’s already betraying you. 

I press in just enough to feel how wet you are for this. 

“There it is,” I breathe against your mouth. 

“That heat. That greedy little pulse. You came in here talking about wearing me out, bitch. Good. I want you to try.” 

I kiss you again while my fingers stroke, tease, learn you through the fabric, my own pussy clenching in answer, soaked and aching. 

“We’re not here to play polite,” I whisper. 

“We’re here to ruin each other. To see which one of us breaks first on these sheets and which one still has the breath to take what’s left.” 

I smile against your lips, the word soft as silk and sharp as a promise. 

“Come here, slut. Kiss me back like you mean it. Let me feel how badly you need this, and let's find out who can out fuck the other.”

9:22 PM:  hot Amazone Madison

I'm crawling slowly toward you on all fours. You too are now coming to bed. You push yourself towards me and we sparkle. We both know it will be a long and tough match. The night is young, and this is probably going to be the only fight of the night for us, even though you're probably going to beat up two or three of the bitches out there. Today you found your master. Another bitch claiming the title “Alpha” for herself. 

We wrap around each other, and kiss, but only fleetingly. Then I feel your fingers on my firm stomach. I throw myself at you and press you on my back. I push your legs apart. My pelvis rubs against yours, and you press against it from below. 

I'm lying on top of you, our breasts are rubbing, the friction is shifting the bras. We're both hot for each other. I bend down, pull your bra to the side with my teeth, and tear it. Your breasts are exposed and my lips enclose your hard nipple, sucking it and my tongue slaps it. 

My pelvis rubs against yours, sometimes with more pressure, sometimes with less, like an air hole. 

“Well, ready to submit?“, I breathe in your ear and kiss the earlobe. 

Slowly my tongue strokes your ear and further down your neck.

9:39 PM:  Anna55

You throw me back onto the soft silk sheets and shove my thighs apart. Your weight lands between them, pelvis grinding into mine, breasts crushing, bras slipping. 

I am already soaked—nipples tight, knickers wet, hips lifting to meet every filthy drag of you. You tear my bra with your teeth and suck my nipple hard. I gasp, fingers in your hair, holding you there instead of pushing you off. 

“Submit?” I breathe against your mouth, smiling through the moan. 

“You think pinning me makes you my master, bitch?” 

I roll up into you, slow and greedy, and slide my hand between us to cup the heat of you. 

“Keep grinding, slut. Ruin me if you can. When I flip you on these sheets, you’ll moan my name first.” 

My other hand reach around to undo your bra clasp, letting your breasts fall free as our stocking clad legs begin to wrap around each other. like snakes fighting.

10:02 PM:  hot Amazone Madison

The soft bed gives way beneath you, but I stay on top of you and rub myself against you. I'm no less aroused than you. The situation and your hot body make it tingle between my legs. 

You open my bra and the hot lingerie rubs between us. You slowly push her down, around her hips. As our pelvises continue to maintain contact and the sexy string body is now open, they lie loosely in the crotch and gradually release it, so that soon labia rubs against labia. 

“Try it and come to me, I'll finish you off from below too!”, I hiss quietly in your ear. 

My lips brush against your ear, your neck, and then your lips again. There is a crackling between us, the erotic mood is hard to grasp. The room is filled with erotic scents and with our sex appeal. 

We roll around the bed. As soon as you press something against me from below, I slide aside. But then my fingers glide gently over your delicate stockings to your hot centre between your thighs. They glide gently over your labia, barely touching them. 

Then I press a knee next to you into the mattress and push myself on top of you. Our bodies are hot, we sweat with tension, with erotic tension that we build 

between us.

10:19 PM:  Anna55

There is an erotic tension between us, our stocking thighs roll across each other with a soft whispering as we roll across the bed. We are aroused, our scent, rich, dark, pungent begins to fill the room. 

Our hands explore each other, fingers running over hot mounds, knickers being tugged aside as we thrust and grind. The room is warm, but our bodies are like twin fires and we try to ignite each other. 

I pull your hair as you get on top of me and I glare into your eyes.......I see your hunger, see the desire, you are like my mirror and I want to shatter myself against you. 

You look like every dirty fantasy I’ve ever had—strong, sensual, and utterly unafraid. 

The air between us crackles. My body lights up like a live wire: pussy pulsing, nipples tight enough to hurt, a deep, aching wetness that makes me want to drop to my knees and taste you before we even begin. 

This isn’t just a fight anymore, this is something beyond that, a sensual duel between two evenly matched predators to find out which one of us will sacrifice the other on her altar of need. 

"I whisper into your ear, "Slut I am going to ruin you and use your face as my throne.”

6:36 AM:  hot Amazone Madison

We roll around in bed. The sheet whispers beneath us, the mattress creaks softly. We're in a frenzy. Each wants to physically destroy the other, win them over and oppress them. 

We roll over the sheets and enjoy the sensual touches. It hasn't really started yet, and we're both already at our wits' end. We can't wait to indulge our desire. But we are already at a point where we say: We want it, we want it exactly that way. 

My fingers glide over your hot body, feeling the heat of your lust, your tension. Then they slide between your hot thighs, gentle as a breath, they barely touch. But that's exactly what you need. They make you tremble easily. It's barely noticeable, just a feeling. But you're wet, damn wet. I am not far from that point either. 

Then my pussy connects with your labia. 

We rub themselves gently, the mucus of our lust mixes. The hard clitoris duel, pushing to the right and left. My lips run over yours like a breath, gently they brush against you. I feel your hot, bursty breath. 

“You will melt beneath my lust”, 

I breathe, but even when I try to play the strong, tough woman, things look very different inside. I feel my desire rising and must control it so as not to lose myself in it.

11:05 AM:  Anna55

We roll across the sheets, we are already frantically trying to pin the other, nothing left between us but heat, breath and our dark desire to dominate the other. 

Your fingers part me and I am already dripping—labia slick, clit swollen, hips lifting to meet every filthy stroke. Then our mouths latch. Not fleeting now. Open, hungry, swallowing each other’s moans while our cunts grind together, wet lips kissing, clits sliding and fighting, juices mixing until I can’t tell whose pulse is whose. 

“Melt beneath you?” 

I gasp against your tongue, smiling even as I shake. 

“You’re dripping on me too, bitch.” 

I hook my thigh higher and grind back harder, matching you stroke for stroke, clit against clit, chasing that ruin. 

“Don’t you dare stop. Make me cum if you can, slut, but I will make you gush first.” 

As we fight for dominance my breasts mash into yours, the supple flesh compressing and bulging outward at the sides from the force. I feel the dense, pillowy give of you yielding to me, then pushing back as we grind closer. 

We are using every part of our bodies to win, and we've only just started.

11:46 AM:  hot Amazone Madison

Meanwhile, it is not just words and implied actions. No, now things are getting serious. 

We roll around in bed wearing nothing but stockings and high heels. Our hot bodies can't get enough of each other. They're asking for each other. We're kissing passionately. 

You pull me hard by the hair on you. But I'm not thinking about escaping either. I want to own this hot body. I want to break you. There is a lot of smacking between us. The first lust is undeniable. We're hot for each other. Hot for the other bitch's body. We both breathe violently. The pulse accelerates. 

I glide back and forth on you. I lean on my knees as best I can. You press against from below. One hand grabs the side of your breasts. You knead my tit with your thumb and I rub your hard nipple too. 

The other hand runs down your side, slides around your hips, and I slide it onto your butt, knead it, and massage it. 

‘Now I'll show you how to make you mine!“, I whisper throatily into your ear. 

At that moment, I push my finger into your rosebud, rubbing it sensually, as the secretions dripping out of your pussy coat my fingers. 

Your juices are now flowing down your ass, which I rub with intent. I gently bite your ear and press my middle finger up your ass as you moan.

3:50 PM:  Anna55

Your hard nipples rake across mine — stiff peaks flicking and dragging, sending electric jolts straight through my chest. It's a teasing, almost stinging friction, nipple on sensitive nipple, each flick making my own tighten even harder, aching with needy heat. 

We kiss hard, li[stick smearing, your mouth tastes like sin I want to confess and commit again — I lick into you, greedy, trying to memorise every ridge, every texture, every sound you make. 

I moan loud and breathy against your ear, a desperate "Ahh—fuck..." that vibrates through me. 

You answer with your own guttural groan, low and needy, as the impact ruins the perfect shape of our breasts for a moment — squishing them into obscene, flattened pillows of warm, quivering flesh before they rebound with a heavy bounce. 

You twist my nipple between your fingers and I hate how much I love it — the sharp sting that shoots straight to my pussy, making me wetter. We are both so wet, our thighs sliding easily across are juice slicked thighs and I smell you — sweat and arousal and something indefinably you — and it makes me dizzy, makes me hungry, makes me want to bury my face between your thighs and breathe you in until I forget my own name. 

Our labia collide again and again as our clits stab and roll. 

I try to pin you clit down with my own, rolling down yours from root to tip, the pleasure exquisite. I whisper into you ears, 

"cum for me slut," over and over, I want your hot cream across my lips.

7:38 PM:  hot Amazone Madison

We both melt away and lose ourselves in desire. Our pussies are rubbing themselves, the mucus that is already coming out makes them slide more and more onto each other. 

There's no way you can grab my clitoris or I can grab your hot pearl of lust with  my labia. Even though it's not my first sex fight, it's by far one of the hottest and most dangerous fights. You are a sin of my lust. 

I'm in danger of losing myself in you. And then I also ask you to cum. At that moment I become more and more aware of my rising desire. 

I try to think of other things, but the kiss, the merging tongues make it impossible. You taste so sugary sweet, your skin is worth a sin. No, not one, but sin. I feel my waves of pleasure racing through my body, crashing into my centre of pleasure and shaking my body. 

I finger you anally, our mucus of pleasure lets it penetrate deeper and deeper into you, rubs your inner intestinal walls and the wall to the pussy, finds your G-spot. I can feel you tremble too. 

I gasp, I moan, I absorb the memory within me, it is supposed to burn itself into my brain coils.

1:57 PM:  Anna55

I feel your finger push deeper, slick and insistent, the wet heat of my own arousal making the glide effortless. Every slow thrust rubs that sensitive wall between my ass and my pussy, and when you curl just right against my G-spot a bright, electric pulse shoots straight through me.

My hips jerk, grinding my clit harder against yours—root to tip, over and over—until the friction becomes almost unbearable. 

“Fuck—yes—” I gasp against your mouth, the word breaking into a moan as our tongues slide together again. 

Your taste is still on me, sweet and filthy, and I suck at your lower lip while my free hand finds your breast, pinching your nipple the same way you twist mine. The sharp sting makes you arch, and the movement presses our soaked cunts tighter, labia parting and clinging, clits stabbing and rolling in a messy, perfect rhythm. 

I can feel how close you are—the way your thighs tremble, the way your breath hitches every time I grind down. 

My own orgasm is coiling tight low in my belly, threatening to snap. I whisper it again, hotter, right against your ear: 

“Cum for me, slut. Let me feel it. Soak me.” 

My hips snap harder, chasing that last edge. Your finger works deeper, stroking, and the dual pressure—clit on clit, finger inside—makes my vision blur. 

I bury my face in the curve of your neck, breathing you in, sweat and sex and you, and I lose myself completely in the wet, sliding heat of us.

6:21 PM:  hot Amazone Madison

Our hot bodies rub against each other, gliding over one another. Our lips draw closer, our tongues caress each other. I feel your desire, just as you feel mine. 

We drive each other to the peak of pleasure. My fingers in your butt feel welcome, as if you’ve been waiting for them. 

You press yourself against them. Just as I press myself against you. 

I don’t know exactly why, but ever since I met you at the bar, I’ve wanted to experience this with you—and not just once. No, all night long, over and over again. 

The air is filled with our breath, the scent of pure sex, and our perfumes. It’s practically screaming for us to come together and surrender to our desire. 

My body trembles with every touch from yours. Every touch sends an electric shock through my body, making me see colourful flashes before my eyes. I can barely stand it anymore; I bite gently into your neck to stifle my scream. 

My whole body is trembling, and my lust pours over your pussy. It sweeps you away, letting you experience your own lust as well. I’m gasping, out of breath, yet my lips seek yours. I want to taste you, want to feel how you’re enjoying this first round of pleasure.

11:45 AM:  Anna5

I grab your hips and pull you against me, sliding my wet cunt directly against yours. Our lips spread and kiss with a slick, hot sound. I

 start rolling my hips in slow, deliberate circles. 

“Tell me how my pussy feels rubbing against yours right now, bitch… can you feel how much better and hotter I am?” 

I kiss you hard, our lips clash. Both of us so intent on claiming the other. I hiss at you, 

"You’re fucking soaked already, whore.” 

I grab the back of your neck and pull you into me, grinding my dripping cunt hard against yours. Our swollen lips spread and slide together, clits dragging. 

You bite my neck and I moan against you. The feelings are so intense, so electric.......I know that when I cum it will be explosive......and that we will both end up covered in each other's juices as we drive each other to the point of exhaustion. 

As we grind, our pussies at war, you search for my rosebud and I hunt for yours. Our juices run down between our thighs and across the cracks of our backsides lubricating our rosebuds. 

I slip a finger into your tight little hole, and fuck you harder, grinding in circles and then running my clit from root to tip across yours as I finger your rosebud in rhythm with our tribbing. 

I moan as I grind, not caring as I do....wanting you to know that no matter what you do, how many times I cum, I will outlast you.

12:16 PM:  hot Amazone Madison

I come violently, but since I bite you in the neck, you don't notice it like that. We're both fucking each other so hard. Our nectar sticks to our thighs and is smeared by friction. 

Our juices spreads and splatters around  our pussies and across our thighs. The juice runs on our asses too. 

We kiss, our tongues wrap around each other, press into each other's throats, our lips stick together. We gasp and moan. 

The air in the room is filled with our sex. We roll around in bed, sometimes you're on top, sometimes I am. But we never lose contact with each other, as if we were stuck together. 

Our tits and hard bellies rub as our pussies fight. 

Your fingers are pushing up my ass. I don't know how much longer I can stand this hot bitch, it's on my mind. 

We're both so horny for each other. I feel how my desire does not decrease after the first orgasm; on the contrary, it increases, becomes more intense, more intense, more demanding.

12:27 PM:  Anna55

The scent of us fucking was intense. I am moaning so hard now, fucking this bitch like my life depended on it. I growl at you, 

"You fucking dirty slut. Shut your mouth, you dirty whore, I am going to ruin you, here.” 

We were two utterly uninhibited pieces of filth, trying to outdo each other with the vilest insults. Neither of us wanted to back down. Each wanted to break the other, humiliate her, and prove she was the stronger one. 

“You actually think you can take me down?” You? You’re already finished, you wretched piece of filth.” 

Every word was a fresh provocation; every insult, another attempt to gain the upper hand. A filthy, explosive tension hung between us, and neither of us was willing to be the first to back down. 

I feel myself groan, and suddenly I squirt across your lips, the orgasm intense. I grab your luscious black hair in both hands and fuck you through my orgasm. 

We roll across the bed, coating each other in our juices, each of us so wet that we lubricate each others bodies in our feral scent.

12:37 PM:  hot Amazone Madison

I came, and you shortly after me, a few minutes later. We roll around in bed. After you catch your breath a little, you insult me. But that's exactly what we wanted. 

We want to beat each other up and show the other bitch how we humiliate her. 

“Do you really believe the shit you're spouting? You're already done and can't do any more. I'll show you how to come again, again violently. Your juices are contaminating the bed!“ 

With the last words, I break away from you and throw myself at you in the 69th position. I hug your thighs from the outside and pull them apart. Immediately, your intense smell welcomes me, and I look at your shiny cunt. And now my tongue dips deep between your labia to taste your juice, your pleasure.

12:43 PM:  Anna55

We've both cum hard, and we're slick with each others secretions. You break away from me, the fight is not over. 

I looked at your body covered in scratch marks and bruises glistening with sweat and our combined cum. You look like a goddess. You make your intension clear and we get down to the 69 position. 

You grab my thighs and I grab yours. 

I pull your legs apart and see your glistening lips, puffy, swollen and ripe for my tongue. I spit on it, and then drop my mouth on to it. 

The smell.....god so intense, our cum coats your lips, and I lick it off like the filthy whore I so clearly am. I feel you do the same, neither of us has shame as we try to out fuck, out lick and ruin the other. 

I moan into your pussy as your mouth finds my lips and we start the next stage of our fight.

12:55 PM:  hot Amazone Madison

You too are getting involved in the next round and I can't help but smile. Since there is only a small lamp in the room, you can't see much. But we don't have to. 

We suck in the horny smell of the pussy. I bend my head deep between your thighs and my tongue digs into your grotto. My lips suck on yours, or they wrap around your hard clit to suck it, suck it like a mini-tail, and suck as big as possible. 

But then I pounce on your cunt again, my tongue digging into you. And this time my fingers find your ass faster and deeper. Your slime makes her slide beautifully into your narrow hole, so I can put a second finger in you right away. 

Now look for tongue from pussy and fingers in your ass.

1:03 PM:  Anna55

I nuzzle into the warm cradle of your thighs, inhaling the thick, intoxicating perfume of your arousal, then let my tongue glide over your plush pussy lips, tasting the rich intoxicating sweetness that leaks from your core every time you tremble and open wider. 

I press my tongue flat against your glistening pussy lips, feeling their velvet warmth yield like warm silk, the taste of your juices blooming across my palate, heady and floral, like sun-warmed berries crushed beneath my lips. 

I want to drink you in and taste everything that is you. I press my face deeper, letting your musky warmth fill my senses until I’m dizzy with a primal need. 

The room echoes with the sounds of our breathing and the wet sucking and lapping noises coming from between our thighs as each of us is intent on pleasuring the other. 

I try to arch my hips upwards, greedy for your touch. A needy slut wanting more. 

I feel your finger in my rosebud and I return the favour, my finger sliding in, coated by your juices. 

We don't speak, our tongues are clearly practised between another sluts thighs and we each fight to make the other cum again. 

My cheeks are soon coated in your secretions, and my make up is completely ruined, but I won't stop until I have you completely drained.

3:51 PM:  hot Amazone Madison

We roll around the bed, both animated by the desire to experience another climax. I'm greedy to get you to another climax quickly before you can recover sufficiently. 

My tongue swirls in your grotto. The deeper she pushes herself into you, the tighter my lips suck on yours. My lips also push forward, along your labia, and I suck on your clitoris, sucking it deep inside me to suck on it, like a minipock. 

You push yourself against me, seem greedy, addicted to me, addicted to having sex with me. You're certainly a good sex fighter. It's not for nothing that you're the alpha bitch here at the club. But I ran against you to challenge you for that title. 

There's already a heavy smacking between us again: my tongue between your thighs, your tongue between my thighs. I feel you already making me want to cum again. 

We are both skilled and experienced sex fighters who are not doing such a hot fight for the first time, not fighting for the top for the first time.

5:00 PM:  Anna55

I can already feel another orgasm building, fuck this dirty bitch is amazing, making me so wet. I am determined to make her cum again now that our floodgates are open and neither of us want to stop. 

I part your lips with both my thumbs and lick a long, wet stripe straight up the length of your labia, flattening my tongue so I can feel every slick fold. I do it again, slower, dragging the flat of my tongue from the bottom of your slit all the way over your clit and off the top, then I go back down and suck one outer lip into my mouth, pulling it between my lips until it swells. 

I switch to the other side and suck that one just as hard, leaving both of them darker and wetter before I return to the middle. I seal my mouth over your clit and suck it in, not gently—firm, rhythmic pulls that make your hips jerk. 

I keep the suction and start flicking the very tip of my tongue against the underside of it, fast little lashes while I suck. Each flick makes your twitch harder; your thighs try to close around my head and I hold them open so I can keep sucking and flicking without losing the rhythm. 

I suck your clit deeper, then let it slip almost out and catch it again with another hard flick, feeling it jump against my tongue every time she twitches. I don’t stop. 

I lick and suck on your labia in between sucks just to taste how much wetter you're getting, then go straight back to sucking your clit and flicking it until your whole body keeps twitching under my mouth. 

But you are equally skilled and i feel my body twitching and trembling to.

5:24 PM:  hot Amazone Madison

You're licking me fantastically, and I have to be careful not to explode again – probably more violently this time. But I'm also working on your labia and clitoris with my tongue. 

I taste you and smell you, absorb your beguiling scent within me. Two fingers are stuck in your tight ass and massage the inside of your intestines. I'm especially looking for the thin wall to your pussy, where they sometimes hit my tongue and sometimes my fingers. 

I'll drill my tongue deep into your grotto to reach your G-spot. I want to irritate  her and drive you crazy. Giving yourself a desire you probably haven't experienced before. And when I pull back my tongue to take care of your clitoris, my deft fingers massage your G-spot and kill you. 

The tongue slaps your hard and thick clitoris and makes it shake. But I must be quick, for you are no less skilful with your tongue and lips than I am. 

We produce our nectar without ceasing, thus messing up the other horny bitch's face between our thighs. But that's exactly why we retreated to this room and have sex here.

5:29 PM:  Anna55

Your scent wraps around me, rich and feminine; I kiss your pussy lips open, my tongue exploring their plush wetness while you taste so sweet, flooding me with every shuddering breath you take. 

I press my tongue flat against your swollen outer lips, then slip deeper between the slick inner folds, savouring the velvet give of your pussy and the endless sweet honey that drips from you. 

The way your pussy lips glisten makes my mouth water; I lick them slowly, feeling their soft, heated plushness flutter against my tongue while your juices paint my lips with your intimate, delicious flavour. I

 nuzzle closer, inhaling your intoxicating scent, then let my tongue glide over your pussy lips, tasting the warm, syrupy sweetness that leaks from your core every time you tremble. 

Your fingers in my ass make me buck, but I don't stop you, we are are not here to defend, only attack and give the other pleasure she can't resist. I push two fingers deep into your pussy and your lips almost such them in. 

I start trembling more violently even as your juices splash my face. I am moaning more and more. 

The pleasure is overwhelming

”oooommmmmggggg……fuck." 

I clamp my thighs around your head trying to resist you…..god.

8:25 PM:  hot Amazone Madison

You lick me damn professionally. I haven't been spoiled that long. I feel pleasure racing through my body and gathering in my pleasure centre. 

I lick you more and more and try to sink my tongue even deeper into you. My fingers in the ass rub against the wall to the pussy and massage your G-spot from below. 

My lips alternately suck on your labia and clitoris. I feel you trembling, your excitement gathering in your pussy and giving me your sweet nectar, which I greedily swallow. 

You're killing me. I haven't had a fight like this in ages. An opponent who takes a toll not only physically but also mentally –and not even with words, but solely through her actions. I

 am trapped by your scent, by our scent that spreads throughout the room and takes over the room. It's getting harder by the second to get you into a frenzy because your tongue is insane. You're licking me around the hood, teasing my clit. We are both currently moving towards a new peak, which we will probably experience together this time.

10:24 AM:  Anna55

"Ohmmmmmmmm yes, yes, yesssss mmmhpmmmmmmmm aaahhhhh,” 

I moan as you finger my rosebud and lick my pussy like a professional. What you are doing to me should be a sin, I'm twitching and trembling against you, even as my fingers ravage your pussy. If any one is watching us through the viewing mirrors they will be seeing an epic battle of two sluts, two sluts dripping in each others cum. 

I feel my orgasm building a deep uncontrollable wave. 

I moan into your pussy while I suck on your clit and flick it repeatedly, my fingers coated in your juices, creating obscene sounds. 

I breathe you in again — that thick, heady, sweet-musk scent that is so unmistakably you — and let it flood my senses until my head spins. Your juices coat my tongue, warm, creamy, and faintly sweet as I drag my tongue slowly up your glistening slit, savouring every silky fold. 

I press my lips around your swollen clit, sucking gently, then firmer, letting the rhythm match the way your walls flutter and grip my fingers. Your pussy is spasming around my fingers now—little flutters that signal how close you are—and I curl my fingers just right, pushing you toward that edge you're fighting so hard to avoid. 

I feel, god I feel......the spasm hits me 

"Fuuuuuccccckkkkk, fuck, FUUUUCCCCKKK." 

I cum hard almost squiring across your face as you delve your tongue deep into me. This is no subtle O.....fuck it's just so intense.

2:38 PM:  hot Amazone Madison

At least some of the other sluts from the club are watching us. I have no idea there are hidden ways to observe the rooms through two-way mirrors. But actually, I can't care, I want you. I want to fuck you, defeat you, dominate you. 

I lick you hard, get all my art back from memory, how best to kill a woman. But you too are damn familiar with this art. And so it is inevitable that we will experience the next violent orgasm together. 

The lust of emotions overwhelms me and I moan, and gasp. I have to concentrate a little so as not to forget to breathe because of desire. Your taste, which I have on my tongue and on the roof of my mouth, is driving me crazy. 

I had no idea what kind of I had signed up for but now I realise it was an exclusive club I was getting into with you. But you are worth the access bonus. I'll probably never forget the evening with you, a fight like that burns into your brain. 

Your taste is insane, just like you're killing me with your tongue and fingers. I'm trying to get back at you in kind and not spoil you any less horny.

5:30 PM:  Anna55

You cum and I don’t pull away. I stay between your thighs and eat you out while we're still twitching. 

My mouth open over the mess you've just made tasting you. 

The scent hits first. Before you came it was lighter—warm skin, a little salt, that clean-musky edge right at the source. Now it’s heavier and closer, thicker in the air, like the same scent but concentrated and wetter, almost steamy against my face. It clings when I breathe in. 

The consistency has changed too. What was slick and thin is now creamier, more copious. It coats my tongue instead of just sliding off it. When I lick a long stripe up your labia it comes away richer, almost milky in places, clinging in a way it didn’t before. I can feel it on my lips and chin. 

The taste follows. 

Sweeter, yet somehow sharper than before; now it’s deeper, saltier, a little tangier, with that extra richness that only shows up after you've finished. 

I suck your clit into my mouth and get a mouthful of it—thicker, warmer, I want more. I flick my tongue through it and it stays on my tongue instead of fading. I keep licking you open, swallowing what’s there. I feel you doing the same, two feral cats taking their fill.

Two down for each of us and neither of us is apparently finished. 

I pull away from you and look at myself in the mirror. My make up is ruined, my hair an absolute mess, my body coated in sweat and sex, and reeking of us. 

I look at you, at the fire in your eyes and see the mess I've made of you. This is just so intense. I raise my eyebrow and whisper, 

"You're good slut, I'll give you that, maybe the best I've had in here, but how far are you prepared to go? I have the room booked all night, there is no reason to stop until one of us begs the other to release her." 

I smile thinking that we could end up in here for days, eat, sleep fuck and fight until one of us is completely ruined.

6:03 PM:  hot Amazone Madison

We both come hard. I enjoy your taste, your scent. Neither of us makes a move to end the battle. I keep licking your pussy. I savour your salty taste. I soak it up. 

The fingers in your ass stay inside you—I don’t pull them out; on the contrary. I keep massaging your G-spot. I want to keep you at this level of pleasure.

Then you stand up. You look at yourself in the floor-to-ceiling mirror. I roll onto my side, rest my head on my hand, and watch you. We both look like we’ve just had wild, uninhibited sex. We’re both smeared with each other’s and our own bodily fluids. By now, we’re naked. Only our hold-up stockings are wrapped around our ankles.

You look damn hot. And then you look at me. You praise me as your toughest opponent. I grin at you—

"It's a hell of a lot of fun to fuck you, but I don't think we're done yet!" 

Then I stand up and walk over to you. I pull you close into my arms, our breasts rubbing together. And I kiss you tenderly. 

“As far as I’m concerned, we can fuck all night, unless I’m too boring for you.” 

I grin at you. 

“We can also do something else—have an erotic catfight.” 

I wrap my arms loosely around you and look at you. I won’t forget the sight of you anytime soon.

7:14 PM:  Anna55

I smirk, 

"An erotic catfight slut. Hmm, I think we can do that." 

I slap my breasts against yours, the sound echoes in the small room and I reach up slowly to wrap my fingers in your hair. I feel the soft, heavy weight of your breasts pressing against mine first — a warm, yielding collision as our bodies come together. The heat radiating from us both. 

I look you in the eyes as I slap my breasts against yours again. There's a fleshy smack of skin on skin, the sound muffled and intimate. 

Our dance begins again and this time we will be marking each others with our nails as we shudder and cum.

8:46 PM:  hot Amazone Madison

We kiss and caress each other. Then you say you like the idea and immediately get into an erotic catfight with me. 

Our tits slam hard against each other. The juices from our last orgasm squirt out, rubbing against each other. I smile at you. Then I grab your hair and yank your head back before you slam our tits together once more. 

I pull you back and lean down to your tits, kissing them. Then I bite your hard nipples to suck on them and lick your tits. 

Our lower bodies press against each other, rubbing together. The sexy scent of our pussies fills our noses.

11:40 AM:  Anna55

Your hard nipples rake across mine — stiff peaks flicking and dragging, sending electric jolts straight through my chest. It's a teasing, almost stinging friction, nipple on sensitive nipple, each flick making my own tighten even harder, aching with needy heat. 

Our bodies slap together wetly, thighs slick, bellies sliding, the obscene sound of grinding pussies filling the air as our juices run down our thighs. 

Two Amazons preparing to battle with nothing held back. 

You yank my hair and pain blossoms across my scalp — bright, sharp, clarifying — and my pussy clenches in response, betraying how much I want this, want you, want the violence of your need. 

You lean forward to bite my nipples and I moan before pulling your hair back harder. 

I smash my body against yours again. Another powerful smash — clap — and our tits compress deeply, the pressure blooming into a heavy, throbbing fullness in my chest. I moan loud and breathy against your ear, a desperate 

"Ahh—fuck..." that vibrates through me.

You answer with your own guttural groan, low and needy, as the impact ruins the perfect shape of our breasts for a moment — squishing them into obscene, flattened pillows of warm, quivering flesh before they rebound with a heavy bounce. 

I spit into your mouth and growl 

"slut," 

before I press my lips hard against yours. I drop my left hand down to your ripe, full ass cheek and dig my nails in hard, clawing you with my nails just to feel you moan into my mouth.

6:56 PM:  hot Amazone Madison

Our bodies are tightly wrapped. Neither of us want to avoid the fight. 

My lips close around your hard nipples. I slap her with my tongue and suck on her with my lips. But then you pull me back by the hair. As we do this, our bellies press closer together and our pussies rub against each other. 

Then I feel your fingers on my solid ass. How they knead and massage it. 

We kiss again, our tongues meander around each other, massage each other, and push back into each other's throats. 

I too let my hands glide over your hot body. I'm pulling you towards me. 

I rub my breasts against yours and feel the nipples get even harder and dig into each other's breast meat. Then my nails claw into your sexy ass and pull it apart. 

We gasp and moan with pleasure. We both want to drive ourselves to another peak of desire. We want to experience lust with the other alpha bitch until she can't anymore. Until we can dominate them. And to do what we want them to do.

6:45 PM:  Anna55

There's is something so hot about this bitch, she is like my mirror, I want to make her my slut and dominate her, and she wants to do the same to me. Neither of us is holding back. 

Slap-slap-SLAP. The fleshy sounds grow wetter, filthier, skin sticking and pulling apart as sweat slicks our bodies. 

Another hard smash and the pain radiates outward, a deep, aching throb in my chest that makes my breath hitch and my nipples sting even more. Yet I can’t stop — I don’t want to stop. I press in harder, rolling my shoulders so our sensitive, abused tits grind and mash together, nipples flicking and scraping relentlessly. 

I feel your nails in my ass cheeks. Kneading and pulling and I do the same to you. I want to dig my nails in deep and separate your ass cheeks and open up your swollen labia all the better for me to grind against and make you cum again.

Each thrust of our mounds causes our juices to splatter as we moan and spit. 

We glisten with sweat as we almost melt against each other, trying to force the other back. 

“Keep going bitch… my tits are better than yours” 

I gasp against your neck, my voice trembling with need.

7:10 PM:  hot Amazone Madison

Our bodies are firmly fused together. Through the sweat that sticks to us, mixed with the cum from the first rounds, you might think we are one. We are one too, only each wants to achieve its goal. 

We both want to experience another orgasm, a fantastic climax. Even though we sweat more now, we are surrounded by a scent of eroticism, of pure desire. 

I knead your tits, feel how hard they are, how they bore into me. But for that, you have to endure my hard, pointy nipples in your breast meat, circling around your nipples. I kiss you, push my tongue deep down your throat, want to taste and feel the pleasure in him. 

I do the same with your ass, massage it with my fingers. I rub my middle fingers over your rosette and feel it turn you on, how you tremble with excitement. I want to take advantage of this and press my pussy against yours. I

 rub my pussy against yours and try to grab your clitoris with my labia. I stimulate you at so many erotic points at once that you have no chance of escaping it.

7:24 PM:  Anna55Edited

Our pussies seem to speak and growl at one another. So swollen, so wet and so ready for the other. 

I feel your lips try to grab at mine and I return the favour, focusing on sucking your lips into my hungry pussy, showing you my lips are more powerful than yours. 

We stink of sex, of cum two wild feral women trying to out fuck the other slut, both refusing to yield. Our bodies slap together time and time again. 

I lock eyes with you as we fight. You don't look away, you want this, need this as much as I do. I growl at you,

“Look at you… dripping like a desperate little slut” as our breasts press together, nipples scraping hard and stabbing into our rock hard boobs. 

“You want this so badly, don’t you bitch?” 

I grab your hips and pull you against me, sliding my wet cunt directly against yours. Our lips spread and kiss with a slick, hot sound. 

I start rolling my hips in slow, deliberate circles. 

“Tell me how my pussy feels rubbing against yours right now, bitch… can you feel how much better and hotter I am?” 

I keep taunting you, even as I feel your fingers drop to my rosebud. There is nothing barred between us, nothing off limits, I grin at you and hiss 

“SLUT."

7:46 PM:  hot Amazone Madison

You are just as merciless as I am. We're probably the toughest women here in the club. Any other woman would have long since crumbled into lust among us. But you are my reflection and I am yours. 

You pull me tight and our pussies smack each other and have a dialogue that only they understand. I feel the desire increasing within me again. But I am sure that you too will have these feelings within you. You want it, and I'm ready to give it to you. 

My fingers penetrate your ass and massage your gut walls, the wall to the pussy. But your pussy is insane. She is as slippery as our labia, so smeared with the mucus and nectar of pleasure. And yet you still manage to grab my clitoris and massage it. I'm panting. And moan into your mouth. 

Taste me, taste your desire, your desire for me, your desire for sex with me. I want it too. But I never want to show you so greedily how much I want you. 

I massage your ass, my fingers find your swollen and aroused G-spot. Our bodies don't have time to get off their pleasure levels. No, we want to keep pushing ourselves to the pinnacle of desire. I try to concentrate when I reply to you: 

“You're just as horny a bitch as I am. You just want to tell yourself I'm your bitch. In reality, you need me. None of those out there come close to doing what I did to you here today! So show me how much you desire me, how much you need me!”

10:23 AM:  Anna55Edited

"You dirty filthy" bitch I hiss, "you want to cum for me again, you know my pussy owns yours." 

I thrust harder against you, we are moving in a tight little circle, our breasts slapping and slipping, nipples scrapping as we each try to find a small advantage. 

I love how your body feels against mine, how we fight through our orgasms and try to ruin each other. 

Your scent is making my cunt throb and ache throb. Thick, dark, nasty… just like you. And I know mine is doing the same to you. 

We’re perfectly matched. Two women who need this — the pain, the hate, the wet grinding, someone who actually sees how strong we are and still tries to break us anyway. 

That’s why we’re both going to cum again, and again….hard… and then keep fucking, until one of us finally screams lies there on the mattress exhausted. 

I grind my swollen clit against yours from root to tip. The feeling sends shocks through me and I know you feel the same. We are two strong sexual women competing for the right to make the other sit on her face. And yet I suspect neither of us cares who wins at the moment, we are lost in a sexual haze, lost in the pleasure, in the fight. 

I growl at you, my voice full of lust and need, 

“Listen to them… our cunts are hissing and fighting just like we are. Yours wants to drown mine. Mine wants to swallow yours whole. But we both know mine is stronger.” 

I scratch you back just to hear you moan, just to make sure that you remember me in the morning when we are finally no longer locked together like this.

12:13 AM:  hot Amazone Madison

We're having a hot fight, we're fucking to show who's better, who can dominate the other more. Neither of us intend to leave the arena or retreat even a millimetre. No, we want it, we want to bring down the other bitch in sex, show her how bad she is and that she is no match for the others superior cunt. 

But it is becoming increasingly difficult for both of us, we have both come violently twice, we rub the mucus between us, the scent of pleasure still fills the room, becomes more intense, even if a little sweat pushes towards it, we are still trapped in the intoxication of pleasure. 

Neither of us intend to leave the battlefield, not until we finish the off. 

Our bodies wrap around each other, our hot tits rub, and flick across each other. My nails drive electrifyingly over your body, showing how much I desire you, but wants to destroy you, want to suppress and dominate you. 

“I am better than you, and I will prove that to you!” 

My fingers slide between your thighs and penetrate deep into your grotto. They maltreat your G-spot and everything that stands in their way.

9:08 AM:  Anna55

We push together, no retreat for either of us, the smell of our sex is everywhere now—thick, pungent, filling my lungs with every ragged breath—the scent of arousal so strong I can practically taste it. 

Your fingers hook inside me, dragging across that swollen spot, and electricity shoots through my core—sharp, intense—making me buck against your hand, chasing that sensation.

"Ohmmmmmmmm yes, yes, yesssss mmmhpmmmmmmmm aaahhhhh,” 

I moan as you finger my pussy. The feeling so delicious. I whisper into you ear, 

"Mmmm slut, that feels so good!" 

My fingers slip inside you like they're coming home — your walls clutch at me, desperate, wet, trembling. I press my palm against your clit while my fingers fuck you from the inside, and your whole body arches, caught between escape and surrender. 

The sounds our pussies are making as our fingers do evilly delightful things inside us is obscene. 

I kiss your ear and whisperer deep and throaty 

"Listen to the sounds your cunt is making… squelching and sucking around my fingers like it’s grateful I’m ruining you." 

I moan the last as your fingers curl and delve inside me.

8:29 PM:  hot Amazone Madison

The room is filled with our scent, the smell of sex. In bed, the traces of our hot fight cannot be overlooked. We are both caught in the frenzy of lust. 

You press on me as I push my finger into your pleasure grotto and stimulate your pleasure points. Whether it's your clitoris, your cervix, or your G-spot... I try to achieve everything from you. 

You lie in my arms and your body trembles with pleasure. But you also let me experience these feelings. I try to restrain myself from suppressing them, but I find it increasingly difficult. At the very latest when you tell me how much our labia talk, crave each other, I gasp, moan and breathe frantically. 

We are both about to reach another peak of desire. None of us wants to miss this feeling or withdraw from the other. No, we've been over it for a long time. We just want to know who can tolerate more and then pamper the other. 

It is now our third or fourth peak and there is no end in sight.

7:33 PM:  Anna55

You finger me with skill, and I relate, my fingers covered in your juices. We are so wet, lips so swollen and yet we both crave more. I smell you — sweat and arousal and something indefinably you — and it makes me dizzy, makes me hungry, makes me want to bury my face between your thighs and breathe you in. 

I twist my fingers slowly, savouring the tight, rippling heat that tries to trap me inside. Your ragged breathing and soft whimpers blend with the wet sounds of me fucking you sensually. 

I can feel everything—your heat wrapped around my fingers, the ripple of your walls, the way you pulse and squeeze, every tiny reaction telling me exactly what you need. 

I whisper "whore" against your ear and mean it, I want you to hear the dirty words I whisper into your ears. 

I want you to ride my fingers and bruise your labia against mine as we moan.

7:45 PM:  hot Amazone Madison

You are insane! I've never experienced a sex fight like you did. Most of the bitches I've fucked so far were finished after the third round. But you seem to be really blooming and getting warm. But I have since adjusted to it. 

I don't finger you wildly and uninhibitedly, but try to touch and caress you sensually. I want to enjoy your sensitive points, whether with my fingers or my tongue. 

The room is filled with our scents. Meanwhile, the erotic scent is contaminated by sweat, but it is not meant to distract us or take away our desire for one another. 

You, too, become tender and passionate, breathing dirty words into my ear. I feel desire more and more. I let myself fall, my legs can no longer support me, and I pull you with me, out of bed again. 

My lips search for yours, and I try to devour you with my lust.

7:57 PM:  Anna55

I gasp as the floor meets my back, the sudden drop stealing my breath for a second before your mouth finds mine and I forget everything else. 

Your kiss is hungry, almost desperate, and I meet it the same way — teeth, tongue, the taste of both of us still on your lips. I moan into it, wrapping my legs around you even as we land in a tangle of sheets and heat on the floor. 

“Fuck… Madison,” 

I whisper against your mouth, voice already wrecked. 

“You think I’m blooming? You have no idea. I could take you for hours and still beg for more.” 

My hands are in your hair, pulling you closer, grinding up against the fingers that never left me. I’m soaked, swollen, pulsing around you with every slow, deliberate stroke. The wet sounds are filthy and loud in the quiet room, mixed with our ragged breathing. 

I nip your lower lip, then drag my mouth to your ear. 

“Keep touching me like that. Slow. Deep. I want to feel every inch of your fingers slut. Call me your whore again. Mean it.” 

I roll my hips, riding your hand, bruising my clit against your, chasing that dizzy, hungry feeling. Sweat and scent and you — I inhale it like I need it to stay alive. My walls flutter and squeeze, greedy, trying to keep you inside. 

“Don’t stop,” I breathe my voice hoarse with emotion and need.

8:09 PM:  hot Amazone Madison

The fall also briefly throws me off track. She lets me find hope. But then we roll around on the ground, tightly wrapped, and none of us retreats even a millimetre.

We want each other, we need each other. The kiss suffocates me, takes my breath away. Then you bite my lips, and I taste some blood. It actually turns me on. 

Then I pull you by the hair toward me. “You're the horniest whore I've ever met”, I whisper barely audibly in your ear, just a breath of wind that's a sequence of letters. 

My fingers explore your labia once more and gently slide over your clitoris to your swollen G-spot. But you, too, are no less tender to me-indeed, loving. 

Feel how desire overcomes me, how it takes control of my body. My abdomen no longer obeys me, it is trapped in your lust.

8:14 PM:  Anna55

The hair-pull sends a sharp, perfect spark down my spine. I moan into your mouth, tasting the faint metallic edge of blood on your lip, and it only makes me kiss you harder. 

I don’t pull away. 

I press closer, thighs locked around you, body rolling with yours on the floor like I can’t stand even a sliver of space. 

“Say it again,” I whisper against your ear, voice low and wrecked. 

“Call me your horniest whore. I want to hear it while you do that.” 

Your fingers slide over my clit and then deeper, finding that swollen, aching spot inside me, and my whole abdomen clenches around you. 

A helpless sound tears out of me. 

I’m trembling, dripping, pulsing so hard I can feel every tiny movement of your hand. 

My hips jerk up to meet you, greedy, loving, desperate all at once. I drag my nails down your back, then slip my own hand between us, stroking you in the same slow, filthy rhythm you’re using on me. Tender and filthy at the same time. 

I want you just as wrecked as me. 

“Feel that?” I breathe, kissing the corner of your mouth, then biting gently again. 

“That’s how badly I need you. Don’t you dare stop. Keep rubbing my clit while you fuck that spot. Make me come on the floor like the whore you said I am.” 

I roll us again, never letting you slip out of me, kissing you until we’re both dizzy, the room nothing but sweat, scent, wet sounds, and the two of us refusing to let go.

8:34 PM:  hot Amazone Madison

We roll around on the ground. No one can define exactly the feeling between us. It is not love, but it is not hate either. It's a craving for the other bitch's hot body. 

Yes, that's us: sluts, lesbian whores, cunts who just want to fuck. Here we found each other, two of the hottest whores who can no longer live without each other. 

Our pussies rub, the hard clitoris duel. We kiss, take our breath away. 

“You want to hear it: You're the hottest whore I know I've ever met. I need you and you need me!” 

Again just the hint of a firm voice. It gives him more eroticism, more sensuality. Then feel how desire takes control of you too. 

I wrap my arms tightly around you, pull you tight against me, breast to breast, belly to belly, we're once again together to experience one of the most awesome highlights of the evening. My tongue digs into your throat.

8:39 PM:  Anna55

We are so evenly matched, two wanton sluts who can't get enough of the other bitches pussy. 

I feel my orgasm growing, how many I don't know. I just know I am not stopping until I exhaust the bitch or she ruins me.

Our bodies compress, our breasts fight and we smack our swollen orbs against each other. My breasts hurt but somehow that just makes me wetter. 

I slip my fingers along your slit as I moan into your mouth. 

We are so past pretending this is somehow ordinary, most bitches give up by now, yet you want more. We strain against each other dripping and moaning. Our scent so pungent, I can't get enough of this bitch.

8:53 PM:  hot Amazone Madison

I don't get enough of you either. I think I could fuck with you for days. We would take a break just to eat and drink. Then our pussies broke up. But there is also a certain competition here and I don't want to lose it. I want to prove to you that I am the better one. 

We moan out our lust, squirt ourselves for the hundredth time. The ground and we are covered in the slime/nectar of lust. We don't really care whether it's our own whore or the other whore's. 

But now I'm trying to grab your hair and shove your face between my thighs. I'm trying to press my labia on your face so you can taste my lust from the spring. But so intense that you must submit to me in order to get free.

9:01 PM:  Anna55

I feel you trying to push my face down to your stinking pussy, I consider doing it, It isn't as if my lips haven't been there already, but because you try and force it, I resist. 

I grab your hair and try to push your lips down to my fragrant pussy. 

Our scent coats us both, our cum coats us, we are both glistening from our sweat and our juices. We both actively moan. I don't know what this is anymore, a mating rite, a ritual of desecration, violent love making....I don't know. 

We end up on our knees hair in each others hands, our breasts toward the floor as we each try to gain advantage over the other. I know we will end up with our labia entwined and rolling on the bed or the floor or both and the thought just makes me wetter still. 

Somehow I need this, somehow I need you…..

9:14 PM:  hot Amazone Madison

You recognise my intentions too soon to surprise me. You try the same thing with me and we're already writhing on the ground. The sweat and mucus we are smeared with make our bodies slide together. 

Neither of us manage to implement their plan; we are too smeared for that. We writhe on the ground. One of us should emerge victorious from the fight, but as things stand, we will probably have to surrender to each other. I guess none of us can muster the strength to bring it to an end. We are both very experienced in sex and, it now seems, in seeing through each other's tactics quickly enough. 

Since I can't get your face between my thighs, I push my hand inside you and want to fuck you deeply with three to four fingers.

9:20 PM:  Anna55

You reach for me with your fingers, and I do the same, but then I change my mind and push you back wards while you are off balance. I lift your right leg in the fair and bring my pussy lips down against yours. 

I moan as I cum again almost instantly. My cum lubricating the contact. 

Our fluids are thick now, sticking to our lips, as we pull away strands appear. I grind down harder against you. MY labia spreading out across yours. Our clits kiss and it sends shocks all the way through me. 

I lock eyes with you, you look like a dark goddess, so fucking gorgeous. I grind my slit the length of yours, slow and deep, letting you feel every part of my swollen lips against yours. The sweat rolls down my back and between my breasts. 

Our lips almost suction together and make obscene sounds as they pull apart.

9:34 PM:  hot Amazone Madison

Again you want to copy me. Until you change your mind, you raise my leg and your labia suddenly rubs against mine. My fingers slide out of you. 

The sudden contact of our warring pussies makes me tremble again in my abdomen. The last orgasm hasn't completely subsided yet, so your action conjures up the next one. I gasp, breathe quickly and shallowly. 

I let myself fall on my back, but pull you to me and with me to the ground. 

I'm trying to turn us around and come on you. Maybe this will allow me to take control again and control the orgasm.

9:45 PM:  Anna55

I see you trembling, even as you try to twist me over to the side, I keep my lips hard against yours and use your own leg against you. 

"You want to cum for me again babe, that's it, just let it go, I know you want to.”

I pick my rhythm up and my breasts start to bounce up and down as I pick up the pace. I grind deeper and deeper. the heat between our lips almost unbearable. We both moan. I lean forward and start to massage your left breast with my right hand. Your nipples are so hard, so swollen.

6:24 AM:  hot Amazone Madison

I want to roll us. We are in a kind of permanent orgasm. I can hardly concentrate properly, I just feel desire. 

Then your hot body on mine, your lips close mine. I want to return the kiss, but my desire takes control of my body. 

Then there's your hand on my chest, on that delicate, hard nipple. I gasp, I moan.

“You're the horniest whore I've ever fucked," I moan in your ear,  “but I'll finish you off! Show yourself where your limits of desire lie.“ 

I bump my pussy hard against your, rub labia against labia. My smeary labia are reaching for your clitoris. My fingers glide over your sweaty back, making you feel my nails. I'm shaking with pleasure.

9:39 AM:  Anna55

I am gasping for breath as I ride you, I arch backwards exposing my breasts fully to you and brace my left hand on the bed while my right is wrapped around your leg for leverage. 

Our labia are almost fused together we've cum across each others lips so many times. 

I moan, the sensations within me are incredible, I want you in ways I find difficult to express. I feel you hands on me and I revel in the sensation. This is an all or nothing fuck-fight, this marathon session of carnal delight between two sexual athletes, I feel like a goddess of sex, an olympian sex warrior fighting an equal in depravity. 

I hear your words and I laugh. 

"Madison, my limits begin where yours end.” 

I feel you arching upward your labia seeking my clit, and I adjust myself, trying to pin your clit with my own lips. 

We tremble and ache as the room echoes with the sounds of pussies slapping, obscene wet squelching sounds and our guttural moans and sighs. I growl, my voice hoarse with emotion, 

" I know you won't stop until exhaustion claims you, but I intend to drain you dry or we collapse across each other." 

I laugh knowing that we are likely to crawl from this room not walk.

12:22 PM:  hot Amazone Madison

We're having one of the hottest sex fights the club has probably ever seen. It is still normal for a room to be booked all night. But it's extremely unusual to spend the whole night with the same bitch. We'll probably go down in the club's history. 

You ride me. You're sitting on me, pussy to pussy. 

I look at your horny tits swinging up and down to the beat of the movements. I reach for them, can't resist. I knead them. I use my thumbs to work on the nipples and rub them even harder. 

Our pussies are almost one. They know each other, they have been kissing and arguing several times all evening. 

Just because you're on top of me doesn't mean you're better. 

I push my pelvis up and keep hitting you hard from below. To do this, I rub my fingers on your horny tits. The room is filled with lust and sex, with smells and groans. I'll spark you up: 

“I'll finish you off, you horny whore. You just want to get fucked. You want to experience the hottest fuck of your life.”

2:25 PM:  Anna55

I laugh as I hear your words. I don't care, I am so lost in the moment. You reach up to squeeze and massage my breasts and I love it. You've clearly done it before, but then everything about this evening tells me you have fucked a woman once or twice. 

I lean forward and let my hair fall down towards your face. I lock eyes with you and I focus on nothing but your beautiful eyes. 

Your make up is ruined, your lipstick smeared across your cheek and I think you are gorgeous. 

Our labia suck and grind, almost fused into one as I slap my chest down towards yours. Your lips on mine, the wet heat building between us as our as our labia slip and slither across each other. 

I press my clit into yours, rubbing it down from the root to the tip of yours as we grind. The sensations send me wild as it catches your swollen, hard little nub. 

Fuck… your scent is making me throb. It’s thick, dark, nasty… just like you. And I know mine is doing the same to you. We’re perfectly matched. Two women who need this — the wet grinding, the all out struggle between two horny bitches, a sensual contest with someone who actually sees how strong we are and still tries to break us anyway. 

That’s why we’re both going to cum again… hard… and then keep fucking until one of us finally screams. 

"Give it to me Madison, give me everything you have, I'm going to fuck you until there is nothing left. Even if I pass out my cunt will still fight yours slut.....that's how hungry she is for your pussy.”

5:08 PM:  hot Amazone Madison

You seem to see through my plan. You lean over me, coming deeper and deeper until I can smell your shampoo. Even if only weak, it is still too mixed with sex and sweat. 

But when our breasts touch and the hard nipples pierce each other's chests, I know you're just as naughty as I am. You need it like I do and you want it. 

Our pussies don't lose contact, they continue to massage themselves and challenge themselves harder and harder to fight. 

I wrap my arms around you, roll us across the floor. But even when I'm on top, I stay on top of you and continue to rub my pelvis against yours. The desire becomes unbearable. 

The next climax is just seconds away, with you and me. Together we will once again ascend into the heaven of lust within us. 

It's getting more exhausting, we can barely get down properly, we don't give ourselves time to recover. We both know what the other whore is up to, since we are one ourselves. But we're into it. We need it and we want it. 

“Your pussy is mine whore and I am going to given her exactly what she needs and wants slut.”,

I growl, “I’ll punch you in the ear. I'll fuck you hard.”

We don't give each other anything. But I know how to get you. You'd probably do the same to me. 

Then our labia merge, and we twitch violently. 

We hold each other tight because we want it and need it just as much.

6:16 PM:  Anna55

We roll across the floor, a hot , sticky mess of raging femininity. There is nothing between us. Our bodies seem to respond to the other whore without thought, labia sucking, squelching as juices splash across our thighs and run down to cover our rosebuds in our slick pungent secretions. 

You threaten to punch me in the ear, and I hiss back, 

"I'll rip your hair out hure.' 

I spit into your face and thrust against you again and again. 

I feel you twitching beneath me, I know now how close your are to cuming, we've orgasmed so many times that I've lost count. 

I feel my body twitch and tremble knowing that I am so close to another orgasm as well. It now seems when one of us cums the other follows her. 

We are synchronised sluts programmed to cum on the others command it would seem. 

I scratch at your ass cheeks spreading you apart and try to put your lips open for my pussy to penetrate you deeper. We moan openly, fucking without restraint. 

I stroke your rosebud and insert a fingers, it slips in easily our fingers and our bodies are so slick with the others wet juices.

6:36 PM:  hot Amazone Madison

We have reached a point where none of us are trying to control or hold back our desire. We roll around the ground, tightly wrapped, and are damn close to another climax. 

The question is, as with the previous ones: Who is dragging whom along with them “ruin”? 

Your hands slide over my sweaty and sticky body. You pull my ass apart and then you finger it. I moan into your ear. 

My body trembles, and then it explodes. A wave of pleasure rolls over my abdomen. 

I scream out my desire: “Yeeeeeeeeeeeee.”

 I'm pressing myself against you and trying to pull you along. 

Neither of us can escape lust. We've come so many times now and know the other whore's body inside and out. 

I pull you tight, my pussy massages yours, and my fingers also try to penetrate your ass to finger you and maybe even give you an anal orgasm.

6:44 PM:  Anna55

You squirt across my lips, a hot wet sticky mess of cum. Our pussies suction together with a loud, obscene squelch, lips spreading and folding, clits dragging and hunting each other like weapons.

 The wet, filthy sounds echo in the room — slick, rhythmic slapping mixed with our heavy panting and growls. Juices mix and drip down our thighs, coating everything. 

I can feel how sensitive we both despite having orgasmed so many times before, but instead of backing off, it just makes every grind more electric, and our cunts stay hungry, pulsing, ready for more. 

Our bodies are a tangle of limbs, our clits locked in a fight, sending pulses of hot, electric pleasure through my body, making me shudder with every grind. The sound of our bodies colliding, the slick friction between our clits, it’s maddening. 

I feel my body ache, my pussy screaming for release, you orgasm pushes me over the edge yet again and I moan hard….

"Fucking bitch, fucking dirty bitch." 

I grab you hair violently and pull you to the side and try to mount you again, no matter how many times we've cum, it seems we still want more……

6:57 PM:  hot Amazone Madison

Neither of us can do without: not without sex and not without the other bitch. Both still completely trapped by orgasm, we roll across the floor in our slime. 

It’s everywhere now: it's stuck to us, the floor is covered with cum, and you'll find plenty of traces of our machinations in bed too. We give ourselves over to lust.

Even though we've had the chance to experience it a few times tonight, it's always awesome and outstanding. We are trapped by lust. 

But I feel myself increasingly lacking the strength to engage with you again. I can't tear my pussy away from yours. Our bodies are now so fused together that they see the climax as an addiction they are not getting enough of. 

We chase from one climax to the next. We've certainly been in this room for hours. Hours trapped in the frenzy of desire. 

My body does what the mind says, but it lacks the energy to make it even more intense and challenge you even more.

7:10 PM:  Anna55

I feel you slowing down, I kiss you intently crushing my lips against yours, I whisper 

"you are the fucking best slut, just so amazing." 

I want to fuck you more, fuck you harder, but I am unsure I have more to give.....I sense the same in you. 

We have fought to a standstill. I have no idea how many times I've cum. I am exhausted. 

I tug you over to the mattress. I pull you tight to me and our bodies compress, almost melting together. I slip my thigh between yours and our wet pussies kiss again. They have not been separated the entire night . 

I feel your heat the mattress is comfortable and the room is hot. I whisper we're not done whore, and maybe we're not, but…..

7:23 PM:  hot Amazone Madison

We have experienced another extreme peak. With a heavy heart, we separate to drag ourselves to bed. You lie on top of me and I feel your pussy snuggling up to mine. 

Mine too is ready for you, receiving you and huddled around your labia. Our breasts rub lovingly against each other. With your lips on mine, I can feel fatigue catching up with me. 

There were a hell of a lot of orgasms and I enjoyed every single one. But they also cost me a lot of energy. I'll close my arms around you and pull you tight to me. 

“I love you, horny whore“, I whisper in your ear before fatigue takes over.

7:26 PM:  Anna55

I hear your words, shut my eyes and exhaustion claims me.

7:28 PM:  hot Amazone Madison

I'm sure it wasn't our last meeting; the battle between us hasn't been decided yet. It was a first round to get to know each other

7:29 PM:  Anna55

So true, we will no doubt battle again, we are so equal, and each of us want to be the one on top, we will fight again.

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