Part 1

My name is Gwen. I’m 22 years old, fresh out of College…And I’m a slut. More than that, actually. I am an incorrigible nymphomaniac who cannot go a single day without sex. Before I get into that, however, I should probably help put an image in your horny little minds. I’m rather pale, have sultry, blue eyes, a nice, round ass and DD tits. However, my most defining trait that I take the most pride in above all else, is my very long, thick, silky, platinum blonde hair. I haven’t cut it since I was 14 and now it goes straight down to that same round ass I mentioned. I also have my long bangs covering my right eye most of the time. I just love how it makes me look so sassy and confident.

Some girls think that long hair just gets in the way of sex but those broads have no idea what they’re missing. I can’t imagine getting good and fucked without my long hair. I just love the feeling of warmth and silkiness on my back and skin and I especially love when it gets all hot, sweaty and damp. I just feel so primal, dirty and in my element. Like any slut, I also love getting it pulled and yanked when I get fucked. Gotta love the rough stuff. I also love people in general just touching it and running their hands through it. It’s incredibly soothing and since I take so much pride in it, the idea of people finding my hair enjoyable to touch is a big ego boost for me. It’s incredibly thick and silky, almost like a blanket, so it’s perfectly understandable why people would enjoy touching it. I often like to touch it myself. It can be a little heavy sometimes but that just adds to the thrill of sex, having to move with it. I don’t even mind getting cum in my hair, even though it is often a pain to wash out.

Also, I am 100% bisexual. In fact, I do have quite a bit of a female lean. I’d say I’m 75% lesbo and 25% straight. Like any slut, I love a good dick in my various orifices and I love the feeling of a guy blowing his load in my mouth and all over my body, especially my face. However, there is a certain thing I have with girls that no man could give me no matter how hard he tried. Sexfighting. Going pussy-to-pussy with another slut until one of us can’t go on anymore. It is carnal pleasure maximized. Women have no refractory periods after climax like men do, so it can just go on and on and on and on…So long, so sweaty, so dirty, so slutty, so beautifully, intoxicatingly pleasurable.

Let me preface by saying this. All women are either bisexual or lesbian. All of them. No exceptions. If a woman tells you that she isn’t attracted to women, she is either lying to you, lying to herself or just hasn’t discovered that part of herself yet. The only women who don’t love lesbian sex have never tried it. I know it’s bold to speak on behalf of half of the human race but I know this for a fact. How do I know this? Because I’ve fucked and sexfought almost every single woman I’ve ever met in my life. The notion that women aren’t as lustful or as perverted as men is a big, fat load of shit. We are just as horny and lewd and libido-driven as any man.

There are many reasons for this. Of course, women are more knowledgeable about each other’s carnal desires and would know how to pleasure each other better than men. That’s a big part of it but I think the main reason is something more primal and abstract. Women just have this inherent, indescribable beauty and allure to them that no one can resist. However, all those bullshit stereotypes of women being innocent little puritans just makes it even hotter and more cathartic when you discover our true nature. As for sexfighting, it is not only my greatest passion but also my career. Yep. I sexfight other women for money and I get a Hell of a lot more customers than you would ever guess. Told you we’re all like that.

In addition to being a freelance sexfighter, I am also an escort who has paid sex with both women and men. Fucking is my business and business is and always has been good. How do you think I paid for College? While all women love lesbian sex, not all of them are into sexfighting and I can respect that. The competitive thrill of the game isn’t for everyone and some girls just wanna chill out and have their pussies licked, which I am more than happy to oblige. My rate is always up for haggling but I do always have a special offer. If my customer wins the sexfight, they get 50% off. More motivation for them to win, which in turn, makes it a more enjoyable experience. However, if I win, they not only pay full price, but I get to fuck their boyfriends in front of them.

I can go on forever about how much I love sexfighting other girls. I love our nipples stabbing into our areolas, I love our warm, wet tongues wrestling both in and outside of our mouths, I love eating pussy until she explodes all over my face and soaks my beloved hair with her cum, I love yanking on her hair and her yanking on mine, I love grinding cunts with her until she blows her load up my cunt. I love it, love it, love it! If sexfighting is wrong, I don’t want to be right! However, there are some things that have been rolling around in my mind for a while now, at least while I’m not busy rolling around with other girls.

For one thing, I am the best nympho I know. I am 100% undefeated. I shit you not, I have never lost a single sexfight in my life. That may seem like a strange thing to complain about but hear me out. You know that old cliche of the undefeated warrior who grows tired of constantly winning and seeks a worthy opponent? That’s basically me. That being said, I can see why no other slut has bested me. I am hot as Hell. That’s not me being vain, it’s the goddamn truth. I’m so hot in fact, that I am actually kind of horny for myself. I’m not kidding. I get wet just from looking at my reflection. Whenever I look in the mirror, I often think to myself:

‘I just wanna drag you out of there and fuck you until you can’t walk for a week, you sexy cunt!’

You know how hot and how slutty you have to be for that to happen? If only such a thing was possible. I had my first sexfight on my 18th birthday that I shared with my best friend. After everyone else left, that same best friend stayed and said she wanted to try something with me that she found on the Internet. You can guess where that went. The insatiable nymphomaniac that was sleeping deep within me was awakened that day and she would never go to sleep again. Still, I am actually Aromantic and have no interest in a committed relationship of any kind. I’m a free bird and this bird you cannot change. Insert ten minute guitar solo here. Still, I am an unapologetic hedonist and that would just get in the way.

Anyway, enough backstory and monologuing. What is my story here? Well, like I said, I was starting to get a little tired of always winning my sexfights and had honestly wondered what it was like to lose. Humiliation is a big part of what makes sexfighting so addictive and I love getting humiliated myself. That’s why I’m a sub when it comes to guys. Towards girls however, I am 100% dom. You pretty much have to be in order to be a sexfighter. I love humiliating my opponents, making them scream as they cum all over me. God, I love getting bukakked by girls and guys alike. I love feeling warm cum on my soft skin and seeping into my thick hair, flowing down my slutty throat as I suck on her pussy lips and…Excuse me for just a bit…

Ahhhhhh, that’s better. Where was I again? Oh, yeah. I do sometimes wonder what it’s like to lose and be humiliated by my opponent for a change. Yeah, I could just throw a match just to see how it feels but the humiliation factor wouldn’t be the same as it would if I actually lost for real. Where’s the fun in that? When I defeat my opponents, I love humiliating them. I’ll yank their hair, slap their asses, fuck their men or women in front of them, sit on their face and make them lick their lover’s cum from my pussy…Excuse me again…

Ohhhhh…Agh, goddamn it, I get distracted so easily! Back to the story! I do sometimes think about what the shoe being on the other foot would be like. My opponents would no doubt love to give me a taste of my own medicine and honestly, I would enjoy it. I may be a hardcore dom with girls but just the idea of me being a dom forced into a sub role by someone I was just trying to dominate is incredibly enticing. Just as enticing as me dominating someone who wants to dominate me…No! Stay focused, Gwen! Yeah, just about everything gets me in the mood, as you’ve already seen…Maybe just one more ti…No! I have a story to tell!

Anyway, these thoughts were still in my mind on one certain day in particular. I was visiting my favorite customer. My best friend, Carly. Yes, the same best friend that I shared a birthday with and that introduced me to the greatest thing that ever happened to me on the day we both turned 18. We were roommates in College and practiced on each other whenever we weren’t fuckfighting any other girls. We met in Kindergarten and became best friends when we discovered that we had the same birthday. That’s pretty much all it takes for five year olds to bond. Nowadays, two nymphomaniacal 22 year olds can find much more fulfilling ways to bond.

Carly is a stunning brunette and like me, has pale skin, a great ass and luscious DDs. Her hair is not as long as mine but it is still pretty long. Down to her lower back, just above her waist. I love pulling it when we fuck, just as she loves pulling mine. She has piercing brown eyes to match her light brown hair. She’s not only my best friend but also my favorite customer. Still, like everyone else, she has never once defeated me, even going back to our first match on our birthday but that hasn’t stopped her from trying to get that victory discount on at least a weekly basis. Luckily, Carly had a rich sugar daddy who was more than happy to help cover my often steep prices.

Ron was 30 years old to Carly’s 22 and inherited his Father’s pastry company after said Father retired. I know this makes Carly sound like a gold digger but the two really were in love. Ron can read people like books and he could tell that Carly wasn’t like the other women in his life. They were also very kinky and I loved to fuck Ron right in front of Carly after whipping her pussy with my pussy for hours. That man knows how to stuff a girl like a turkey and Carly knows how to lick me clean after he stuffs me. At this point, I don’t know who’s fucked Ron more, me or Carly.

On this day in particular, Ron was off on a business trip for a couple weeks and she was very lonely. And we all know that “lonely” is nympho for “horny”, so I decided to be a good friend and go visit her each and every day her boyfriend was gone. I offered to give her my services for free on this occasion but both she and Ron were insistent that they were not freeloaders. Who am I to argue? I stopped by their mansion and knocked on the door. Carly answered wearing nothing but a towel and her brown hair was nice and wet.

“Hey, sexy!” Carly greeted me. “I’d hug you but the towel would fall off.”

“Plenty of time for that in just a bit.” I said. “Although, you might need another shower by the time I’m done with you.”

“We can do that together too.” Carly said flirtatiously. “For now, just get in here before I fuck you on the front lawn.”

Tempting as that was, I followed her inside and into the master bedroom. That same tempurpedic king-sized bed that she shared with Ron and that I fucked both of them on more times than I could even begin to count. As soon as the door closed, she dropped her towel and I began to strip. In a matter of seconds, we were nude and our DDs were inches away from meeting. She reached her arms behind me and began stroking my beautiful, golden hair, already giving me goosebumps. She knew I loved that. I began to reciprocate that sensual gesture and she cooed. She then brought her mouth to mine and stuck her tongue out. I did the same and we began playfully lapping at each other. Eventually though, my sexfight instinct began to show itself. I pushed Carly down onto her bed and quickly mounted her with a devious grin on my face.

“Too bad your man isn’t here to see this.” I teased.

“Yes.” Carly agreed. “It’s a damn shame he won’t get to see me finally get my victory discount.”

“Cocky bitch.” I mocked.

“Takes one to know one.” Carly shot back.

Any veteran of the game knows that trash talk is a big part of it. Carly and I are inseparable regularly but once we hit the bed, we become catty, arrogant dominatrixes and we love every second of it. I quickly pried by brunette friend’s legs open, revealing her beautiful, pink pussy ripe for a fucking. I did what any slut in my position would do and slid my own pretty cunt right into her’s.

“Ohhhhhh!” We both moaned in ecstasy.

I sank back down on top of my bestie and our DDs mushroomed together as we initiated another lustful tongue kiss. My long, flowing hair fell to my side and down her body. Judging from the change in her tongue movements, she liked the feeling. She took her hand and buried it in my beloved tresses, balling as much of the blonde silk into her hands as possible, still kissing me. She slid her other hand down my body, feeling my smooth skin and giving me little chills before squeezing my ass nice and tight. I felt her fingers dig into my cheek meat. I humped into her as both our upper and lower lips made out.

We increased the speed and intensity of our pussy grinding as we rolled around the soft, soothing bed and our gorgeous hair flowed with our movements. Carly ended up on top this time around as I dug my hands into her rich, chocolate colored locks, stil making out. As we stradled each other, Carly began to yank harder on my hair, pulling my head back as she began to lick down my collar and into my cleavage, lightly tickling me.

“Agh!” I shrieked from the tickling, making Carly giggle.

She then grabbed both of my DDs and squeezed them into her head, essentially burying herself in between my tits. I felt her hair adding to the tickling that her tongue was already doing deep inside my cleavage.

“Stop tickling me, you cunt!” I teased through my giggles.

“Why don’t you try and make me, you beach, blonde bimbo?” She teased back after briefly sticking her face up before diving back down.

She pushed me down further into the bed before bringing her face down, dragging her sweaty hair down my body, briefly teasing my belly button with her tongue and then finally reaching my pretty, pink twat.

“Ohhh!” I cried.

I could see her upper lips grinning as she lustfully kissed my lower lips. She always loved the sounds I made when she went down on me. I wrapped my legs around her slutty little brunette head, feeling her soft hair against the skin of my calves and shins. I felt her soft, smooth, wet tongue penetrate me and explore my inner walls. God, she was so fucking good at this. I reached down to pull her hair just enough to encourage her to lick harder and faster. She made loud, lip popping sounds, kissing my cunt lustfully and passionately.

“Is that all you’ve got, slut? Really jam your tongue in there!” I encouraged.

She did exactly that and began pulling her tongue in and out of my labia like it was a dildo, tongue fucking me.

“Agh!” I grunted with shock and pleasure. “That’s more like it! Use your mouth for all it’s good for!”

She then brought her middle finger out and then flipped it to me before jamming it into my pussy alongside her tongue. A bitchy but effective combination. My clit began to show itself and Carly didn’t waste any time. She dragged her tongue from the bottom of my twat right up towards my pulsating pleasure bud and then passionately kissed and licked at it as I kept pulling her hair. I felt volts of electric pleasure explore my body at lightning speed as she ate me out. I felt my climax on the way and braced myself for the oncoming internal impact.

“Ah! Ah! AHHHHHHHHH!!!” I cried as my orgasm came out, splattering Carly’s slutty face and seeping into her hair.

She pulled back out of my crotch and flipped her cum-soaked hair back as she looked down at me panting.

“It’s rare for me to draw first blood, Gwen.” Carly teased. “Is someone losing their touch?”

That remark lit a fire underneath me and I got up, flipping my own hair back out of my face.

“Why don’t I show you just how effective my touch still is, bitch?” I asked rhetorically.

“Come and get it, cunt.” Carly shot back.

I quickly regained both my breath and energy and charged into my bitchy, brunette bestie, tackling her back down into the bed. I grabbed one of her legs and held it up against my shoulder as I tribbed Carly from this L-shaped position.

“Fuck!” Carly cursed.

“Who’s lost her touch now, you hot cunt?” I mocked.

“Shut up and try to fuck me, you sexy bitch!” Carly shot back.

I proceeded to do just that and began fucking her from this position. My blonde hair, her brown hair and both our luscious DD tits began bouncing from all the sudden movements and humping. God, her pussy felt amazing. So smooth, velvety and oh so very wet. Both our clits began to come out of their folds, so I did what any woman in my situation would do and brought them together in a glorious kiss of female flesh.

“Ohhhhhh!!” We both moaned at the delicious contact.

I reached down to squeeze, grope and fondle her DD-cups with both of my skilled hands as I fuckdd my best friend. Carly moaned like the bitch in heat that she was, flailing around the bed, flipping her hair all over the place. I felt our wet juices coalesce down in between our fused twats as she reached up to fondle my own DDs in retaliation. It was not long until we both felt our respective orgasms begin to rear their ugly heads and increased the speed of our tribbing in response to that. We both felt that we would cum at the exact same time but due to me having the superior position, Carly’s orgasm would be far more devastating. We pushed onwards, rubbing and squishing our womanhoods together as hard and fast as any two nymphos possibly could.

And then finally, it happened.

“You…fucking…BIIIIIIITTTTTTTCCCCCCCHHHHHH!!!” Carly screamed.

“That’s it, baby! Cum for MEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!” I cried as my own orgasm hit me.

Our juices once again splashed against each other inside of our fused pussies as we both fell back, panting like the slutty bitches in heat that we both were. Carly had passed out already, so I came up to her for some nice, post-sexfight cuddling. I kissed her warm, soft skin, licking at it teasingly as I ran my hands along her nipples waiting for her to wake up. About an hour and a half later, she began to stir, waking to my adorable, smiling face.

“Morning, sleepyhead.” I said sweetly.

“You win again, G.” Carly said, giggling as she played with my sweaty hair.

“Yeah.” I said. “But it’s not the same if I don’t get to fuck your man afterwards.”

“I bet he’s fantasizing about what we’re doing right now wherever he is.” Carly said.

“Of course. Unless he found two other bitches to sexfight for his cock.” I joked.

“If that’s the case, I hope he brings them back so we can have a two-on-two match for him. Winners get bukkaked and losers have to lick them clean.” Carly suggested.

“We can only dream.” I said.

Carly could read me like a book and the look on my face showed that I was deep in thought.

“I know that look, Gwen. Tell me what’s wrong.” Carly demanded.

“What makes you think something’s wrong? I just fucked you into a coma for what had to have been the thousandth time.” I said, denying it.

Carly then reached down and began playing with my pussy.

“Oh!” I yelped in surprise.

“You can tell me anything, especially after fucking me so hard!” Carly argued.

“Alright, alright! Just stop molesting me, you perv!” I relented, giggling.

“Honestly…” I began. “I’ve won every single match I’ve ever fought in my life. Don’t get me wrong, I love winning and I love outfucking hot bitches, especially you but…I don’t know…Sometimes I wonder if a nympho who can actually give me a really good challenge is out there.”

“Looking for a worthy opponent, huh?” Carly asked.

“More or less, yeah.” I said.

“Well, normally I’d make some wiseass remark about how I’ll beat you one day and me and Ron would use you as a cum dumpster…but I can tell you feel strongly about this.” Carly said. “What if I told you that I know someone who can help you with this?”

“Really?” I asked.

“What are girlfriends for? Besides fucking each other all day and night long, that is.” Carly joked.

“Who is this person who can help?” I asked.

“Her name is Felicia. She’s a sex guru who owns a shop in town.” Carly explained.

“A sex guru?” I asked.

“Yep!” Carly said. “Ron and I were having issues in the bedroom once, so we visited her and she did wonders!”

“What did she do?” I asked.

“I wouldn’t dare spoil the surprise.” Carly said. “Just trust me on this.”

“I don’t know…” I said doubtfully.

“Would it help if I said that she was a smoking hot redhead with hair as long and thick as yours who gives women care for free if they sexually satisfy her enough?” Carly asked.

“Yeah, it really would help.” I said. “Okay, I’ll see her.”

“Alright.” Carly said.

“But first, since Ron isn’t here, I’ll just have to use you for my victory fuck instesd, bitch.” I teased.

“Come and get it, slut.” Carly teased back.

****

Part 2

So, I did some research on that Felicia girl that Carly told me about. She was indeed a sex guru and her place was close. I could not find any pics of her, though. Carly told me she was a hot redhead with hair just as long and thick as mine and I was dying to see for myself. Guess I was just gonna have to see her in person for that. I couldn’t even find out how old Felicia was. Carly was very tight-lipped about Felicia’s methods. I can’t help but wonder why. As you can imagine, my curiosity was piqued and I was dying to have all of my questions answered. I actually shot Felicia an Email and told her about the issues I’ve been having. All of them. My desire for a worthy opponent, my curiosity about what it’s like to lose and even my secret fantasy about fucking myself, which even Carly did not know about. Something about this chuck just drew me in and she is a sex guru after all. She said she has the answer to all of my problems and invited me to come see her.

So, I searched her place’s address, showered, spent 45 minutes doing my hair, dressed up in a tight, short-sleeved T-shirt and Daisy Dukes and went off to see this mysterious babe. The drive was quite short, thankfully. I got there and it looked like just a regular building. Still, my heart was racing. The thought of meeting a new opponent always gets me going. I parked my car and got out. She didn’t even have a sign advertising her place. I imagine she really likes to be lowkey and appeal to very specific customers. Honestly, the thought of Carly and Ron having trouble surprised me. Those two have always been all over each other. What could this lady have done for them? My excitement increased as I opened her door. Inside looked like some kind of hippie paradise. I could smell incense and a touch of weed in the air. The color violet was very prevalent in the lighting. There were shag rugs all over the place, stained glass windows, bright lamps. I felt light-headed from the atmosphere alone.

Hearing the bell ring, signaling her door opening, Felicia came in from the back room, walking past a curtain of beads. Holy fuck, was she hot! Everything Carly described and more! She was rather tan, wore a belly dancer outfit showing off her toned stomach and cute little belly button, had smooth skin, piercing green eyes, a rack that had to be at least a DD like mine and best of all, her hair was long, dark, crimson red and very thick! Down to her ass too, just like mine! I felt like I had died and gone to heaven! I haven’t even heard this bitch say anything and I already want to lick her like candy! She took notice of me and shot me bedroom eyes.

“So, you must be Gwen?” She asked.

I nodded, unable to say a word as I salivated over her.

“Well, I am indeed Felicia.” She confirmed. “Why don’t you come on back and we can discuss all the problems you’ve been having?”

I did as she instructed, following her shapely ass and flowing hair as she turned her back to me. From her looks, I’d guess she was in her late 20s, around 28, maybe 29 at the oldest. We went into her back room and sat on two bean bag chairs as I ogled her plentiful tits.

“My eyes are up here, girl.” Felicia teased.

“Yeah but your tits are down there.” I teased back.

She giggled. She then walked behind me, reached out and began running her hands through my long, luscious hair. I couldn’t help but close my eyes in euphoria as I felt her fingers move through my beloved locks.

“You like my hair?” I asked flirtatiously.

“Yes.” She answered just as flirtatiously. “It’s every bit as amazing as you described in our email conversation.”

“Good.” I said. “Because very soon, my hair is gonna be drenched with your cum.”

She giggled again.

“We’ll see whose hair will be soaked with whose cum some other time.” She said. “For now, I think I have the answer to your problem. Follow me.”

I was disappointed at not getting to drag this bitch to the floor right away, especially after having her built up so much for me but I did still want her to fix the issues I’ve been having. That’s the primary reason I’m here. Finding another girl to fuck was the secondary reason. Honestly, I thought the latter would help solve the former but she had other plans. She stopped caressing my hair and turned around, walking to her back room as I followed her and ran my fingers through her hair in turn. Oh, God, it was so soft and silky but almost as thick as a blanket! I had to get my hands into it and all over her as soon as possible! So, I decided to just get this over with before I lost control of my libido. She led me to her back room, full of bean bag chairs and with a large cabinet against the wall. We sat down on the bean bags across from each other as I continued ogling her.

“So, let’s go over this again just to make sure.” She said. “You say that you have never lost a sexfight once in your life and you are beginning to tire of it. You seek a worthy opponent and part of you even wonders what it’s like to lose.”

“That’s exactly it.” I confirmed.

Normally, I’d be annoyed at having to go over everything I already explained in our email conversation but anything that allowed me to be in this hot piece of ass’s presence for longer was fine by me. Her DDs were just inches away, begging to be squeezed.

“If I might ask, Felicia…” I interrupted myself. “Can I assume that you’ve gotten into the sexfighting scene yourself?”

“Why, of course I have, babe.” She answered without any hesitation. “You can’t be a sex guru without partaking in the ultimate pleasures that we women can experience.”

I could’ve easily guessed that already. I just wanted to hear her say it and plant that drool-worthy image in my horny little mind.

“In fact…” She continued. “Like you, I am also undefeated in the field.”

I felt my heart jump up in excitement.

“Is that so?” I asked naughtily. “Well, care to find out what happens when an unstoppable force meets an unmovable object?”

“Patience, Gwen.” She said, wagging her finger. I was tempted to lick it. “I have the solution to your problem and as much as I’d like to rip your clothes off and make you scream, it’s not that.”

“Ohhh…” I moaned in disappointment. I was hoping for the good kind of moaning.

“I’ll tell you what…” Felicia said as she got up and walked toward the cabinet as my eyes followed her fine ass.

She reached for a little bottle and brought it with her as she sat back down.

“Drink this tonight.” She said as she handed me the red bottle.

“What?” I asked. “My problem isn’t really a medical one. Unless this is some kinda drug that will get rid of those thoughts.”

“No, nothing like that, beautiful.” She said. “This isn’t a drug or any kind of medicine at all…More like a potion.”

“A what?” I asked. “Are you a witch now too?”

“Some would call me that.” She said. I wasn’t sure if she was kidding or not.

“What will it do?” I asked. “Is it safe?”

“It’s totally harmless.” She explained. “I prescribe it to all my nympho customers experiencing the same problems.”

“Well, what is it?” I asked again.

“I can’t say or else it would ruin the intended effect.” She said.

“I’m not so sure…” I said hesitantly.

“Well, how about this?” She asked. “You take that tonight. By tomorrow, the effect will have worked and you will have proven yourself worthy. I can close up shop tomorrow and we can spend all day and night fucking each other’s brains out.”

“Well, that sounds enticing.” I said. “Okay, I’ll do it.”

I handed her my debit card for the payment. She is running a business after all. I was about to walk away with the potion when something else occured to me.

“Wait a minute…” I said, turning back around. “What did you mean by “prove myself worthy”?”

“Well, that potion will definitely allow you to put your sexual prowess to the ultimate test.” She said. “If you come back here tomorrow, you will have done something very commendable.”

“Am I not worthy of you right now?” I asked in an offended tone.

“Look, Gwen.” She began. “You’re far from the first slut that came in here who was undefeated before. Not a single one of them has been able to stand up to me in bed. I’m a sex guru for very good reason. I know the pleasures of the flesh inside and out. You don’t know what you’d be getting yourself into right now. Believe me.”

“Oh, you cocky bitch!” I cursed.

I wanted to march over there and fuck her right this second to teach her a lesson but she wasn’t willing and I’m no rapist.

“I’ll drink this tonight and come back tomorrow to make you squirt like a dolphin all over me!” I threatened.

“Go right ahead, if you think you can, slut.” She shot back. “I’ll be waiting here to finally show you what defeat tastes like.”

I marched out of her shop. My libido skyrocketing. I desperately wanted to prove her wrong. Still, what was this potion or whatever that she gave me and how was drinking it supposed to solve a mental problem like mine? I went home and as soon as I got settled in, I drank the thing. It had a distinctive pink hue and tasted kinda like strawberries. It was surprisingly refreshing. I downed the whole thing and…nothing. At least not yet. I waited for a solid hour for something to happen but it never did. The thought just occurred to me that I might’ve been scammed but why would Carly recommend her if she was just some con artist? She did say to come back tomorrow, so I figured the change would happen overnight. Little did I know how right I was.

I went about my day as usual. I played some video games, watched some lesbian sexfight porn, read some stories on hostboard which was actually fucking working now, thank God, etc. I was tempted to visit one of my clients for a little action but I thought it might interfere with whatever the potion was doing, so I decided against it. I showered, washed my beloved hair nice and thoroughly and then went to bed naked like I always do. I really should become a full time nudist. Anyway, I began to drift off to sleep. I then woke up the next morning in my room, opening my eyes as they stared towards one side of the room. I did not feel different at all. Goddamn it, maybe I really was scammed! Did that bitch just give me strawberry soda?!

“Before you ask, no. You weren’t scammed.” A voice said from behind me.

“Ahhh!!” I yelped in shock as I jumped out of the bed in surprise.

I turned around and what I saw…Holy shit, I have to still be dreaming. On the bed…was me! It was another me sitting naked on my bed! She looked exactly like me in every single way! She had my DD cup tits, my pale skin and my flowing, thick blonde hair that covered the right eye, both of which were blue like mine! Did she drug me? This felt far, far too real to be a dream.

“So, we meet at last.” My clone said. “You don’t need to look at your own reflection lustfully anymore.”

I was totally speechless. I was wondering if I should call the cops.

“Don’t bother calling the cops.” She said. “You’re still asleep. This is what Felicia did for you.”

“What?” I asked, finally saying something.

“She gave you the perfect opponent.” My clone explained. “Yourself. I’m you in every way. Your personality, your strengths, your weaknesses and especially your sexy, fuckable body.”

I just remembered that I told Felicia in our emails that I actually had some amount of sexual attraction towards myself. We didn’t talk about it in the shop for some reason but she remembered.

“Where am I?” I asked.

“You’re in a living dream.” My clone answered. “Everything is exactly like it was in the real world except for one thing. It is completely and absolutely empty. You and I are the only two living things here. We just have each other. This was all a part of Felicia’s plan.”

“So, she is a witch.” I said.

“Some would call her that.” My clone said. “Others would call her a wiccan. Either way, she uses her powers for women like you. To help make sex as enjoyable as possible. You should thank her.”

“Oh, I’ll thank her in the best way I know how.” I said. “How do I get out of here?”

“What, you want to leave already?” My clone asked. “You have the ultimate match right here with you.”

“I’d just like to know ahead of time. I don’t like being trapped.” I said.

“Well, that’s too bad.” She said. “Because you are trapped.”

“What?!” I asked in shock.

“That’s right.” My clone said. “You are stuck here in this living dream world with me. Don’t worry, though. Time doesn’t pass in the real world as long as you’re here. You’re still sleeping like a baby.”

“There has to be someway out!” I yelled.

“There is only one…And I think you can guess what it is.” My clone said.

I began to calm down and looked at my clone lustfully. Yeah, my libido was starting to rise, even in a borderline horror movie situation like this. My ultimate fantasy was right before me. Plus, the only way out of here was through my clone’s pussy. What choice did I have?

“Alright.” I said, relaxing. “Might as well enjoy myself(in more ways than one) while I’m here.”

“That’s a good girl.” My clone said flirtatiously.

“Wait…” I interrupted. “What do I call you?”

“You want to give me a name?” My clone asked.

“Yes.” I said. “It feels weird fucking someone whose name I can’t cry out when I cum.”

“Why not just Gwen?” She asked.

“Because that’s my name, faker!” I said defensively.

“Touchy.” My clone teased.

“How about…Alexis?” I asked.

“Our middle name?” She asked.

“MY middle name. Not yours.” I corrected. “And yes. The whole point of a middle name is for something like this, isn’t it? To be a backup for your first name?”

“I guess so.” She agreed. “Okay then. Alexis it is.”

“Glad we agree on something.” I said. “Guess it’s time for me to go fuck myself.”

“That’s what I’m here for, gorgeous.” Alexis said.

I crawled onto the bed with my reflection, ready to live out my ultimate fantasy.

*****

Part 3

So…This was…Interesting. I was more or less trapped in a frozen void of the real world with no one to keep me company except my own reflection given form and intelligence. Most people in my situation would probably be having a mental breakdown right about now but most people aren’t me. If I was going to be stuck in limbo, at least I’ll also be stuck with another hot nympho babe. Not just any hot nympho babe but the one I’ve wanted to fuck more than anyone else. Myself. Felicia knew my ultimate fantasy and gave it to me. That’s not gonna stop me from absolutely dominating her when I get out of here, though…IF I get out of here. For now, I had another girl to attend to. Hey, don’t judge me. If the only way out of an endless loop was fucking her, wouldn’t you do it too? Granted, I didn’t need the excuse and would’ve fucked her lights out anyway but still.

As I climbed into bed alongside my naked clone, I could not help but marvel at the sight. I’m sure you’re wondering why. It was my own body in every way. I see it every day in the mirror. Well, actually seeing it in physical form is very different. The one body that had been the subject of my deepest fantasy was right in front of me. Feeling her presence and body heat emanating off of her, knowing that I could finally reach out and touch that body without just feeling like I was touching myself. And her hair…It looked so soft, silky and strokable…Is this what my lovers/opponents feel like when they see me?

“Hello?” Alexis asked, breaking me out of my daze. “Are you just gonna stare into space all day or are we gonna do this?”

“Yeah.” I said, snapping out of it. “Sorry.”

An awkward silence followed.

“You have questions about this world, don’t you?” Alexis asked in a sarcastic tone.

“Yes.” I admitted. “My curiosity about this place is just killing me. How did you know?”

“Because I’d be just as curious if I were you. And I am you.” She answered.

“That makes sense.” I agreed. “So, you said time doesn’t flow in the real world and I’m still asleep?”

“Yes.” Alexis answered. “Time doesn’t naturally flow in this world either. Things that require action, like running water will still react if you make them but you will never get hungry or thirsty. You won’t even age a second. You won’t get naturally tired but if you do any kind of…exerting activity, you will become weary after a while. Same for me.”

“And what if I defeat you?” I asked. “Would this whole thing just end right there?”

“No.” She answered. “The front door of the house will become a portal where you can exit this world. Until then, though, that door just shows your regular outside world. Any other questions?”

“Just one.” I said. “Are you ready to get your pussy rocked?”

“Bring it on.” She said confidently.

My curiosities about this world now being satisfied, I quickly stripped naked myself and pounced upon my appetizing reflection. Our long, flowing, wild hair flew all over the place as we wrestled over each other, making out and wrestling tongues lustfully. At that moment, the sense of euphoria I felt was beyond intoxicating. It was something I had not felt since my very first sexfight. I felt every molecule of my body cry out in pleasure as we kissed. Our tongues worked together in a dichotomy so perfect, that I didn’t think such a thing was possible. Our DDs mushroomed together as our pink nipples dueled…Honestly, I was in heaven. It all just felt like a dream, which is sort of was. Felicia…I hate her for tricking me and trapping me but at the same time, I was beyond grateful towards her. I’ll give her the fucking of a lifetime when we meet again…

I felt Alexis’s soft, supple skin against mine as I dug my hands into her hair…my hair…So soft, silky and almost blanket-like in sheer smoothness and thickness. I felt so enlightened. I was finally experiencing my ultimate fantasy. At that moment, I almost didn’t want to win and bring this heavenly purgatory to an end. I wanted to feel this unearthly pleasure forever. I can only imagine that Alexis was feeling all of this too. She had my personality and all my desires and fantasies. I felt my own long hair brush against my back as our pussies finally came together and it sent an earthquake of pleasure throughout my hot body.

“Ohhhhhhhh!!!” We both cried out as our lower lips kissed, breaking the kiss of our upper lips.

As soon as I calmed down, I sealed my mouth onto my reflection’s immediately. I never wanted our hot, slutty tongues to lose contact. I never wanted my tits to stop compressing against each other. I never wanted our pussies to unfuse. This was it. This was paradise and I would milk it for absolutely every last iota of pleasure that it was worth. The sound of both of us moaning and grunting filled the room. Since we had the same voice, it actually sounded kind of like autotune. Alexis reached into my hair and yanked hard. She knew I loved that. She knew everything about me just as I knew everything about her. Oh, God, this was already the best day of my fucking life! We still did not break our heated make out session despite our mutual hair pulling. I could tell she wanted to stick on me like glue, just as I wanted to stick to her.

We lapped at each other’s hot, wet tongues, occasionally stopping to suck on the other girl’s tongue. It felt so wet, soft, smooth and velvety against my lips. Her saliva tasted so sweet and tangy…Like liquid candy. I think I might be falling in love…With myself…A bit of an ego trip but if you were in my skin right now, which I know you wish you were, you’d understand. We had only started a few minutes ago and already, I was starting to feel my first and surely nowhere near the last climax of this match beginning to show itself. Judging from Alexis’s movements and reactions, her own orgasm was well on its way too. When you’ve fucked as many girls as I have, you can easily pick up on that sort of thing. Yeah, you’re jealous, I know. Everyone is. We continued our humping, our tongue fighting, our nipple grinding and our pussy kissing over and over until we finally both came in a mutual spraying orgasm.

“Ohhhhhhhhhh!!!!” We both cried out at the exact same time, breaking our glorious, delicious kiss.

Our cunts squirted out like lawn sprinklers and showered all over each other as we both fell back. Our long, flowing hair fanning out as we panted like dogs, our DDs lightly jiggling like jello as we did. The feelings I had just experienced were beyond description but I’ll try my best. In all honesty, it reminded me of my very first orgasm. I’m sure you remember yours to some extent. We were all horny teenagers once. That discovery of pure pleasure as you’ve never felt before…How it washes all over your body and you feel almost as if you’ve reached another plane of existence. A door had been opened to a new world of pleasure that your once innocent mind never could have possibly imagined before. Your life before that moment was just seconds ago and yet it now feels so far away. Due to my life of endless debauchery and sexual conquest of other women, that was a feeling I had long forgotten. The only feeling that could come close would be eating your favorite food for the first time all over again. I was on the verge of fainting from sheer euphoric bliss but I was not done yet. Not even close. And neither was Alexis. Our timeless of glorious hedonism was only just beginning.

As we got up, as I brushed the blonde tresses blanketing my face out of my eyes, I saw a look on Alexis’s eyes that spoke a thousand words. Her almost childlike smile and the sparkles in her beautiful eyes…It was a look I had seen in people whose virginity I had just taken and there were quite a few of those people. I knew she was feeling what I was feeling. I believe that I had just met both my soul mate and my soul rival all in one. This was it. This had to be what heaven was. Without saying another word, we pounced on each other again, wrestling all over the bed like last time. I could not get enough of the feeling. Her skin on mine, her hands in my hair and my hands in hers, our erogenous zones pushing against each other like two reversed magnets. I did not even feel any of the usual post orgasm fatigue. It was as if someone had just wound me up again like a toy. After a bit more wrestling, I ended up on top. I grabbed my reflection’s right leg and rested it on my left shoulder, exposing her pussy…my pussy…Seeing it in the mirror is one thing but now I could see and feel how amazing it was. So pink, ripe, leathery and tasty looking. No wonder my opponents can never keep their hands or their mouths away from it.

“Hope you’re ready for more grinding, you hot bitch.” I teased.

“Have you already forgotten what I told you, you fuckable whore?” Alexis asked rhetorically.

“I exist for your pleasure and your competition. I am a personification of your slutty fantasies and desires. I’m never not ready. I was purposefully created to fuck you for eternity if that’s what you want.” She explained. “Now shut up and bring that sweet cunt over here already!”

I grinned deviously as I did as she asked. Our pussies fused again in a delicious kiss and we both immediately reacted to the beautiful contact.

“Aggggghhhhh!!” I cried.

“Uggggghhhhh!!” Alexis cried.

The words she just spoke to me and everything she explained to me when she answered my questions earlier hit me again. This truly was every nympho’s paradise. Here there were no distractions, no responsibilities, no annoyances and inconveniences. Even time itself was not a concern. There was nothing in this world for either of us except fucking each other to the absolute limits of our slutty bodies and then fucking each other some more! Again and again and again and again!

I rubbed my pussy harshly and fiercely against my clone’s, feeling her labia kiss mine and her fluids flowing inside me and mine into her. I reached down to paw and squeeze her DD tits, pinching her pink nipples and digging my hands into her soft, squishy milk bags. She in turn, reached up to do the same to me and I had to bite my lip to keep myself from moaning. Everything she did to me was like a taser of pleasure being shot off in my insides. I felt like a delicate, inexperienced, sexually sensitive virgin again. That would’ve worried me if I didn’t know that she felt the same way from everything I was doing to her. Our clits quickly came out of their hoods and I wasted no time in bringing them together.

“Fuck!” We both yelped at the same time as our pulsating, pink pleasure buds ground against each other.

As we fucked, our bodies jittered and jolted around, making our hair shake all over. It was as if someone was pressing ice cubes against our spines. It did not take long before I once again felt those all-too-familiar orgasmic volts flowing through me and yet again, I felt from her movements against me that it was the same for her. I increased the speed of my tribbing as we both moaned and grunted with each and every whorish breath we took. Finally, it happened.

“Ahhhhhhhhh!!!!” We both screamed as we once again shot out loads off inside of each other, our secretions flowing together inside of our fused pudendas.

I fell forward on top of my beautiful, sexy, gorgeous, fuckable, irresistible goddess of an opponent and our lips joined again as we quickly swapped spit lustfully, sloppily and passionately. We began to drool into each other’s cleavages, like a dog with its favorite toy. We just could not get enough of each other. Still, the realization that we just had another mutual orgasm did perplex me a little bit. Yes, we were madly horny for each other but that didn’t change the fact that I had the superior position and should’ve won out. Oh, well. I choked it up to us just still being hypnotized by our extreme mutual lust for now. We’ll get past it as we go on…and on and on and on and on and on until our clits fall off and then we put them back in to fuck each other some more.

We were starting to sweat now. I love that feeling. The heat, the wetness, the primal and intense atmosphere it provides and the feeling of my long, damp hair flowing down my back and arms and slapping back against my skin whenever I wave my head around from the sheer overwhelming pleasure. It makes me feel so slutty, dirty and sexy. Good God, do I love my life. I could feel her starting to sweat too. I broke the kiss and we caressed each other, giggling and sighing sexually. Our minds were truly at ease with the world as we groped and pawed and licked and kissed all over each other’s soft, supple, flawless, warm skin and dug our hands into each other’s silky, sweat-soaked and matted hair. I know I sound like a broken record now but I was truly in heaven. Everything we did made that realization all the more undeniable and the feelings of lust and bliss renew within our perverted minds and sexy bodies.

As I looked into Alexis’s eyes, my own eyes, I felt so many conflicting but oh so beautiful and pussy-moistening feelings within me. My best description of what I felt was a combination of a lovestruck teenager fawning over the object of her affections and a starving predator salivating at the sight of its soon-to-be prey. We lapped and licked at each other’s lips and tongues, gently pressing against each other as our nipples and outer labia joined in the party. At this point, whatever small, insignificant doubt in my mind of me being a sexfight addict wasn’t just gone. It was erased. Crushed into dust and eliminated from all existence like an Infinity Gauntlet snap. Andy Dick, Keith Richards, John Belushi and Chris Farley combined would not be within even 1% of how much of an addict I am.

There was nothing I would not give up for this pleasure. If I didn’t need it to survive and fuck more girls, I’d even give up food and water for what I was feeling right now. Luckily, that was not necessary in this world. Nothing was. It was just me, my reflection and endless carnal delights. We began to trib again as we kept making out, using our respective opponent’s sweaty hair as leverage. We turned sideways, so that our cunts were now on equal footing with each other. It was as if our pussies had minds of their own and kept sucking into each other with utmost vigor. Our nipples were not too far behind as they gently and beautifully penetrated the other hot bitch’s areolas and of course, our tongues wrestled and snaked against each other in our joined lustful mouths. Our smooth, soft legs wrapped around each other as well. Every single pair of body parts that we could possibly bring together, we would. Alexis then broke the kiss, leaving a brief but visible trail of spit between our lips.

“How long do you think you can keep this up, you cuntlicking whore?” She teased as she gently humped into me and ran her fingers through my hair.

“Forever, if that’s what it takes, you clit-sucking skank.” I answered with utmost confidence.

“Good.” Alexis said. “I’ll hold you to that.”

We resumed our make out session, which now became more heated and intense. Funtime was over. Now we were really getting into the fight. We quickly began tribbing each other again. Despite that short, trash talking break, we quickly began to feel another climax on the way. Both of us did. Like any nymphos, we turned up the intensity and fucked each other harder and faster until it hit us.

“Mmmmmmm!!!!” We both shrieked, muffled by the other bitch’s tongue.

We broke the kiss after experiencing our third mutual orgasm of the match and both of our third orgasm of the match in general. Now it was starting to get strange and kind of frustrating. Before I could bring this up, though, Alexis was on me. She pushed me onto my back and then mounted me like the fuckable whore that I am. I was about to protest but she silenced my mouth with hers as she brought all of our erogenous zones together again gloriously. She fucked me aggressively, shaking her fine ass all around as she flexed her lady parts against mine. I pulled her hair with one hand and slapped at and squeezed her firm ass with the other. She quickly reciprocated. The pleasure was just too much for me to focus on my concerns and I just went along with it for now. I had the inferior position but her technique was identical to mine, so I knew the exact moments to hump up into her the most effectively. It was when she had to pull back after one trib that I would strike with my own pussy. We kept this up for a few minutes until once again, we came into each other for a fourth time. We moaned into the other’s mouth fiercely and then I yanked on her hair, pulling her lips off of mine.

“Stop!” I ordered. “I have ano…”

She kissed me again before I could finish talking. I was getting sick of her shit now but her tongue felt so good in my mouth…It explored all the right places so perfectly…No! I yanked on her hair again, harder this time and pulled her off of me again.

“I said stop, you fucking cunt!” I demanded.

“No!” She said before shoving her fingers in my mouth.

What the Hell was her problem? Why was she acting like this? She reached behind her to finger me and play with my pussy. It felt so good and this feeling of being utterly dominated was rare for me. Still, I resisted. If it’s a fight she’ll want, it’s a fight she’ll get. I wrestled against her pleasuring and eventually brought her down on the bed next to me. We glared at each other, breathing heavily into the other babe’s mouth.

“What the fuck has gotten into you?!” I asked.

She ignored my question and slipped her tongue into my mouth again. I pushed her back but she fought me. Soon though, she had to pull away.

“Stop kissing me!” I ordered. Never thought I’d say that to a girl in a million years. “Answer my question!”

“No!” She said defiantly.

She tried to lock lips with me again but I crawled away from her. She growled and chased after me on the bed. We wrestled again, this time much more aggressively than before. We yanked hair, slapped tits, scratched asses. It was a very stereotypical catfight.

“Hold still and let me fuck you!” Alexis ordered.

“Just answer my goddamn question and we can fuck as much as want!” I said.

“You ask too many questions! Just let it go and enjoy the fight!” She demanded.

At this point, it was clear that she was hiding something from me. What could it be, though? I wrestled with her some more and pinned her against the bed with my knee against her toned belly.

“What the Hell are you hiding me from, you sneaky slut?!” I asked angrily.

“I’m about to hide my tongue in your cunt.” She said.

Before I could respond, she slipped downwards to where her face was right below my crotch.

“Don’t you da…Oh!” I cried.

She pulled me downwards on top of her mouth and snaked her tongue straight up my pussy. Clever of her. If she couldn’t find a way to shut my mouth, she could shut her own. That’s one way of avoiding the subject at hand. I tried to pull away but she gripped my legs nice and firm as she lapped and slobbered all over my twat. I imagine under different circumstances, she would have reached up to play with my nipples. That’s what I like to do when a girl sits on my face but she had to focus on holding me still right now. My conflicted feelings came back and not the good kind. On one hand, I was pissed off at her for her stubbornness and angrily wondering why she keeps avoiding my questions when she didn’t before. However, it’s hard to be really mad when you have a hot girl orally pleasuring you.

I reached down and pulled her hair out from under her back, bunching it all up in my one hand as she ate me out. My opponents loved to do that when they sat on my face and now I can see why. I ran my hands through and pulled her hair when an idea hit me. I let her hair go and stopped resisting. I soon felt my climax approaching and didn’t bother holding it back at all.

“Ahhhh…” I moaned gently as I came all over her face and hair.

She finally let go and pulled away, breathing heavily as she flipped her sweaty and cum-drenched mop of hair back.

“So, have you finally given up on your stupid questions?” She asked as she caught her breath.

“Yes.” I answered. “No more questions. Just sex, sex and more sex.”

“About time you saw it my way.” Alexis said. “I know we’re stubborn but come on…”

“From now on, I’m all yours.” I said. “No fighting, no resistance, nothing.”

“Glad to he…Wait, what?” She asked. “You’re not gonna fight back?”

“Nope.” I said with a hint of smugness. “I’m your sex slave from now on.”

“But it’s not as fun if you don’t fight back!” She protested. “This is supposed to be a sexfight! That’s what you and I both love!”

“Oh, I get it.” Alexis said. “So, it’s a battle of wits then. Well, it ain’t gonna work, sexy. I know you love the thrill of the fight as much as I do! You won’t last!”

“And neither will you.” I said. “But if I lose, it means nothing. It will never end. So, what other options do you have?”

“I…Fine.” She relented. “I know what you wanna ask. Why we keep cumming at the same time when we grind pussies.”

“There. Was that so hard?” I asked rhetorically. Truthfully, I was relieved that I didn’t have to play sex slave after all. “Why?”

“Because you and I are the same.” Alexis answered with a sad look. “We know everything about each other. Our strengths, weaknesses and techniques.”

“I figured as much.” I said. “Why were you so insistent on dodging me on that?”

“Because I didn’t want to interrupt our game for anything.” She said bluntly. Clearly lying. “Now can we shut up and get back to it?”

I gave her a mean look, knowing that I could see right through her bullshit.

“Fine!” Alexis said, throwing her hands up in annoyance. “You wanna be my fuckbitch, let’s see how long you can last!”

Here we go. She pounced on me and I offered no resistance whatsoever. Her hair curtained both our faces as she kissed me fiercely and lustfully. My tongue did not wrestle hers at all as she pawed at and groped me all around. This was very hard. More than anything, I wanted to join in and fight back against my literal dream girl but I kept to my guns. I knew she was just as frustrated as me. I would hate to fuck an uncooperative partner. It’s like fucking a fleshy statue. We had the same personality, so I knew she hated it too. She tongued my mouth thoroughly as I just gave her a vacant stare. I would not break. It did not take long before she broke the kiss and flipped her hair out of both our faces. She just stared at me before I had a sudden realization for why she was so insistent on ignoring my question.

“You figured it out, didn’t you?” She asked, sadly.

“Yes.” I said. “Since we have all the same techniques and knowledge of each other’s strengths and weaknesses, as well as the same levels of endurance and willpower, that means this will never actually end…And since it will never end, that means I can’t win and I’m trapped here forever.”

“Yes.” She admitted shamefully.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” I asked.

“Because it would ruin everything!” She yelled. “We were having the time of our lives until you started asking questions!”

“It just gives me extra motivation to win.” I said.

“You can’t win!” She protested. “And neither can I! We know everything about each other! It will always end in a tie!”

“There’s always a way.” I argued. “I know that and therefore, you know that.”

“You wanna leave me that badly?” Alexis asked in a mock offended tone.

“No.” I said. “But I can’t stay here forever. I have a life and I have other girls I wanna fuck.”

“And don’t you think I wanna fuck other girls too?” Alexis asked. “Well, I can’t. Why? Because I’m a figment of your imagination given form. This whole world is empty besides you and me. Even if I win, my only reward is you staying here for longer. I have all your memories, your tastes, your desires, your preferences and your vices. But you’re all I have in this dream world! Once you leave, both this world and myself will no longer exist!”

“What?” I asked with genuine concern.

“You heard me!” Alexis yelled. “You’re all I have and the only reason I even exist! I won’t let you win and leave me! You’re gonna stay here and we’re gonna fuck each other until the end of time!”

I was speechless. I had never thought of it that way. I know Alexis didn’t actually exist but how could I not feel sorry for her? If I could only fuck one girl in the entire world, I wouldn’t want her to leave me either. Especially when I have no one and nothing else. But I have a life too and I can’t just turn my back on it…I didn’t know what to do. I was deep in thought as a powerful silence filled the room. You could cut the tension with a knife.

“Well?” Alexis asked. “Got nothing to say, sis?”

“Let’s take a break.” I said with a sigh. “How about a bath?”

“…Alright…” Alexis said, calming down.

The unpleasant atmosphere was still there but some nice soaking and washing each other should help us get the emotions under control. We got up out of the bed and walked towards the bathroom. I had one of those big jacuzzi baths with two different nozzles for hot and cold water. Giving that real estate agent a paizuri was so worth it. Wish I could remember his name. I turned in the hot water and let it run. I would have talked to Alexis in the meantime but neither of us felt like trying to converse over the sound of running water. Once the tub was full enough, I bent over to shut the nozzle off and Alexis gave me a good slap on the left ass cheek.

“Ah!” I yelped.

“You should know better than to stick your ass out in front of me.” Alexis teased.

“Bitch!” I groaned, rolling my eyes. Granted, I 100% would have done the same thing but still.

That little moment of niceness managed to give both of us some much needed relaxation.

“I’ll wash your hair.” I offered/stated to my twin as I climbed one leg into the hot water.

“Only if I get to wash yours.” Alexis added.

“Fine but I get to do you first.” I said.

“No way!” Alexis protested as we both got in the water. I sighed.

“Rock, paper, scissors?” I challenged myself.

“There’ll be plenty of scissoring tonight but you’re on.” Alexis joked.

So, we shot and I pulled rock to her paper. She won.

“Shit!” I cursed.

“Now turn around.” Alexis demanded.

“Alright, little Ms. Pushy.” I mocked.

I did as she asked and the back of my head was now facing her. I then leaned backwards, dipping my beautiful hair into the bath water. I felt it swim around behind my head as Alexis reached into the water to play with it already. So impatient. I pulled my head out of the water, making a splashing noise. I felt Alexis’s hands run through my wet locks before I heard her reach behind her for the shampoo. I heard that distinctive sound of shampoo being squeezed out of the bottle and it oozing into her hand, followed by her mixing it into her hands. She then dug her gooey hands into my hair and I immediately felt that sense of bliss and relaxation from getting your hair washed. I felt her fingers run through my heavy, dripping tresses, followed by her bunching it all up towards my crown.

She practically massaged my scalp as I cooed at her soft, gentle touch. Alexis was soon done shampooing me and she knew what that meant. She let my hair go and I dipped it back into the water to rinse it out. Once I was done, we both turned around so that I was now facing my clone’s back. She wetted her hair as I saw her long, flowing locks swim around in the water. I was mesmerized. She then rose up and I grabbed the shampoo bottle. I eagerly squeezed some out into my hand and quickly dug my fingers into her locks. Her hair felt so soft, so soothing and so silky…I don’t know what was better. Getting my hair washed or washing her hair. I could every so slightly hear her gently moaning at my touch. I used a different washing technique on her, fanning her hair out all around. I could tell she loved it, just as I would. We had all the same kinks after all. Once I was done, she did what I did and dipped her head back into the water to rinse. She rose up and then reached down to pull the drain up.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

“Relax.” She said. “There’s unlimited hot water in this world. I just don’t like sitting in shampoo-filled water.”

“Oh. Good.” I said.

We just sat in silence for a bit as the water drained. Once it did, she turned it back on and let it fill just as hot as earlier. She then cuddled up to me at the edge of the tub and we began to kiss lovingly for a while before she broke it and looked up at me.

“Would staying here and fucking me forever really be so bad?” She asked.

“No, it certainly wouldn’t.” I answered. “But there’s more to life than just sex.” Huh. Second time today I said something I never thought I would say. I guess desperate situations bring out people’s true character.

“I wouldn’t want to be trapped here forever either.” She said. “But I am.”

“And I wouldn’t want my dream girl to leave me either when I have nothing else in my life.” I added. “I wish I could take you with me.”

“I don’t think the world could handle two of us.” She joked. I chuckled before sighing.

“I can’t change your mind, can I?” She asked rhetorically.

“No.” I answered solemnly. “And I doubt I can change your mind either.”

“I was created to fuck you and that’s what I intend to do.” She said. “I don’t care how long it goes on, how many times you keep trying or how desperate you become. I will never tire of sexfighting you because I have nothing else in my life…If you could even call what I have a life.”

“Well…” I said. “Then may the best woman win.”

“I intend to…Tens, hundreds, thousands, hundreds of thousands, even millions and billions of times if I have to.”

Before I could respond, Alexis was on me, slamming her tongue in my mouth and down my throat as she reached under the water to masturbate my pussy. I was shocked by the sudden attack but quickly got into the groove of it. My tongue wrestled against hers as I reached underneath her to reciprocate the pussy-smacking. Our arms criss-crossed as we beat each other off and made out aggressively. Our still wet hair began to bounce around along with our DD cup tits as we began to wrestle around the water. We broke the kiss and quickly positioned ourselves at opposite ends of the tub. We brought our legs into a scissoring position, knowing what was about to commence.

“I love grinding pussies underwater.” Alexis said.

“I know. I’m you.” I joked.

We then brought our lady parts together.

“Ohhhh!!” We both moaned at the contact.

The heat from the water and the feeling of said water on our cunts as we tribbed was indescribably amazing. We rocked and humped against each other, making the water splash all over and our wet hair and tits flying everywhere as I felt her pudenda on mine and mine on hers. The magic of the sex from before was starting to come back and our clits came out of their hoods and immediately fused together along with the rest of our twats. God, I could do this all day. We both soon felt another orgasm coming on, which would be her fourth and my fifth.

“Agh!” I grunted,

“Ugh!” Alexis grunted.

“FUUUUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKK!!!!!” We both shrieked as we came into each other underwater.

As our orgasms subsided, I quickly recovered and pounced on my reflection. I turned her around, grabbed her wet mop of hair and began fucking her doggy style.

“You cunt!” She cursed.

“Oh, don’t pretend you don’t love a good yank!” I mocked.

I pulled my pelvis back before slamming into her pussy from behind, making her squeal. She was one orgasm ahead of me due to making me sit on her face earlier and I didn’t like that. I know that’s not how the game works but I’m a petty bitch. I watched her body jerk around from my fucking and I saw her tits jiggle in front of her. I have to say, the sight of myself being dominated was a surreal one. I used my free hand to reach in front of her and give her breasts a nice squeeze, with a nipple pinch here and there. So soon after her last climax, I knew that she’d be feeling another one coming on real soon.

I was pretty far along the pleasure meter myself. I had just cum too and fucking her from behind while yanking on her hair and feeling her hot, wet skin against mine was pure sexual agony but I had to hold on and persevere. Still, as I fucked my reflection, thoughts began to race through my mind. How do I win this fight? I can’t physically outlast her because she has my stamina. I can’t mentally outlast her because she has my willpower. I can’t exploit her weaknesses because I have all the same weaknesses. I can’t use any surprise techniques on her because she has all the same ones. I can’t overpower her because she has my strength and endurance. I can’t outsmart her because she has my brain, my memories and my strategies. There is absolutely nothing about me that she doesn’t know or possess. Yes, I also have all that knowledge and power against her too but what difference will it make? How will this end in anything but constant draws? And in my situation, anything other than a win may as well be a loss. Am I really stuck here forever? Just then, Alexis finally came again.

“Ohhhhhh!!!!” She shrieked as I released her hair and she fell into the water on her hands and knees.

We both hyperventilated as we rested up a bit.

“Looks like we’re even again.” I said through my heavy panting.

It just then occurred to me what the key very well could be to winning. To not overthink it. In my past fights, I never stressed about winning as much as I am here. Granted, the stakes were nowhere near as high but still. I have to treat this as I would any other fight. No worries, no anxieties, no constantly second-guessing myself. Don’t think about any of that shit. There’s a hot bitch right in front of me that needs a good pussy-thrashing and that’s all that matters. Alexis regained her energy and stood up to face me, shooting daggers at me.

“Alright, you sexy cunt.” She said. “You wanna play rough? We’ll play as rough as we can get.”

We then crashed into each other in the water, our tits compressing together as our mouths soon joined for we didn’t even know the number of times. Our tongues ravenously explored the other nympho’s mouth as we each used one hand to grab our opponent’s wet, heavy hair and the other to dig our fingers into our opponent’s firm, bubbly ass cheek. It was like this for a while. Full frontal carnal warfare. Until Alexis pushed harder into me and I fell back into the tub, landing on my fine, spankable ass. My twin quickly encircled around me and used her arms and legs to pry my own arms and legs wide open, leaving my pretty, pink pussy exposed.

“Now I’m gonna pound your cunt until it’s beet red!“ She threatened.

I was helpless to stop this. I was about to talk back to her but she yet again blocked off my mouth with her own, stopping just short of gagging me with her tongue. We both began to drool down our mouths as she reached in front of both of us to start loudly slapping and fingering my twat. I could feel my ass pressed against her own twat underwater and tried my best to grind back but it was no use. She had me right where she wanted me. I tried to pull away, both from her dominant kiss and from her assault on my pussy but it was useless. She clung to me like a stray dog I had just given food to. Every time I would nudge in one direction, she followed me without giving me any room to escape. My pussy was already pretty ripe and aroused from when I had just fucked her doggy style.

“Mmmmmm!!” I screamed inside of our joined mouths as she continued ravishing my cunt.

I quickly began to feel the familiar electric volts of another climax swimming through my slutty body as she refused to let up. I could tell that this would be a big one. It was best for now to stop resisting and conserve my energy for my inevitable counterattack. I felt my pleasure rising higher and higher and higher as Alexis smacked away at my labia until I could finally take no more of it. She finally released my mouth, again leaving a brief trail of saliva between our lips as I gasped out loud from my breathing now being left unblocked.

“Agggggghhhhhhhhh!!!!” I screamed as I came and came hard under the water. If my lower regions were above the water, I would have squirted all over the place.

She released her grip on me as I fell forward, leaning against the edge of the tub as my hair fell in front of my hand, dangling over the edge as I huffed and puffed.

“Wow.” Alexis said through her own heavy breathing. “I could feel the vibrations on my hand as you squirted. Looks like I’m ahead again. Are you sure I’m not the real Gwen and you’re the reflection?”

I didn’t quite regain enough energy to diss her back…Or so I wanted her to think. I gritted my teeth, growled under my breath and in one quick, fluid motion, I turned around and pounced on her. We wrestled around the tub some more, grunting from the effort and physical strain until we ended up pulling each other out of the tub, sending water all over the bathroom floor. We wrestled some more but it was difficult to get a decent grip on the other bitch’s hot, wet, naked body. Eventually though, I won out and we contorted our bodies into a very specific and awkward but advantageous position for me. She was face down on the floor while I sat on her back and pulled her legs up, with her ass and pussy now in my face as I sat on her head, preventing her from escaping. I saw this in a Japanese sexfight porn once. Knew it would come in handy. Those girls know how to dominate each other.

“Agh!” She grunted as my ass pushed her head into the floor. “You fucking cunt!”

“Speaking of fucking cunts…” I said. “How about I tongue-fuck yours like you did mine? It’s only fair.”

“Go ahead and…ugh!” She groaned, interrupting herself as my mouth went to town on her sweet, tangy, juicy pussy.

It was at this point that I finally figured out how I can win this thing. I had just discovered a critical weakness that she and by extension, I have. Arrogance. I have never lost a sexfight in my life, so neither had Alexis. Naturally, it made me cocky, even fighting myself. Alexis had gotten too proud of herself after that last orgasm she dished out on me. This was a weakness that I would have to grow beyond eventually but for now, I had to exploit it for all it was worth because I knew that she knew and I would not get a second chance at this. It was all or nothing. I had to unleash every bit of carnal prowess on her all at once while I had her on the ropes. So, I licked, licked and licked like my future depended on it. Because it did. I brought fingers into the mix as well. Whatever weapon I had available, I was using to its fullest extent.

“Fuuuuuccccckkkk!!” Alexis moaned. “You’re lucky my mouth can’t reach your beautiful twat from down here, slut!”

I practically forced my mouth on top of her pleasure center, licking, kissing, drooling, fingering, poking, prodding and more. I would’ve brought my other hand into it but I couldn’t risk giving her any possibility of escape. Her clit very quickly came unhooded and I orally assaulted it without a second of thought or hesitation.

“Ohhhh!!” She cried. “You clit-sucking whore!”

If I was in any position to trash talk, I would but I was busy using my slutty mouth for what it was given to me by God for. When given the opportunity, I even dipped my tongue into and slid it along her asshole while still focusing on the pussy. I could leave no erogenous zone untouched or unlicked. The sound of her moaning and grunting became white noise to me as I feasted like a starving predator. Judging from the change in her movements and vocal reactions, her climax was building up but I didn’t slow down in the slightest. Quite the opposite, in fact. Eventually, she could handle no more.

“AHHHHHH!!!” Alexis cried as she came straight down my throat, into my face and all over my hair.

I still didn’t stop. I couldn’t afford to give her any room to breathe. I was never more determined to win a match than I was right now. This bitch was going down. End of story. I fully snaked my tongue inside her vaginal canal, letting her inner walls constrict around it and her tangy fluids wash over my taste buds like little tidal waves of girl mess. Not being given even a fraction of a second to breathe after her last orgasm no doubt meant that it would not be very long until another one would come. I just had to keep on the offensive, no matter what. I soon discovered that I was right. She grunted and groaned and jerked her body in very specific and identifiable ways.

“Ohhhhh…” She yelled, more weakly this time as she came, once again shooting down my throat and soaking my face and hair.

“Please…Stop…” She begged through her panting.

“Do you surrender?” I asked quickly.

“No.” She said before I immediately slammed my mouth and tongue all over her cunt again.

“Agh!” She groaned. “You goddamn…relentless…skank…”

My tongue and fingers quickly sprang back into action, showing her no mercy. That taste…my taste…so unique and flavorful. My lovers are truly blessed, as was I. She started to become less resistant. I don’t know if she was just saving her energy or if she was really starting to give up. I didn’t take any chances regardless. I dragged my tongue all over her pretty, pink pussy in multiple different patterns. I knifed my hands and fingers in and out of her cunt, alternating between fingers used and positions of said fingers. My merciless oral and manual onslaught worked as it looked like she was about to cum for a third time. And she did,

“Ahhhhh…” She moaned as she once again splattered me with her secretions.

My hair was totally soaked at this point and even starting to seep down onto her. Maintaining this position was awkward and a bit straining. I knew I couldn’t do it forever. Her legs slipped through my grasp and she desperately crawled away from me or at least he tried to. She was beaten to Hell and too exhausted to make it very far. I quickly crawled over to her and began licking her pussy again.

“Ohhhhh!!” She cried. Sounding almost painful, like a dog yelping.

It did not deter me in the slightest. She still tried to get away but my upper lips followed her lower lips everywhere she went.

“No!” She begged. “Get the fuck off of me, you thirsty bitch!”

Now, why would I ever do that? She soon dragged me, still eating her out all the way to the bed. I licked, ate, tongued, dined and feasted until she eventually came again. This one was much weaker than the others and her moaning was becoming less and less audible. I was literally sucking her dry. Her eyelids began to flutter. At this point, I finally released her and got on top of her to trib and kiss. I shared her fluids with her as she barely kissed me back.

“Do you surrender now?” I asked, my hair curtaining both of our faces.

“N…”

Before she could even finish that one word, I was on her again. I really was as stubborn as a mule. Fine. If that’s how she wants it, I’ll fuck her into unconsciousness! I tongued her mouth down as I humped into her. Our tits mushroomed together again as our nippled once again penetrated the other girl’s areola. I had a strong feeling that the next orgasm would be her last, so I pushed on. And soon, she came one more time. I just barely felt her shoot her load inside of me as she let out a light, gentle gasp. It was at that point that she finally passed out. My adrenaline was still soaring when it hit me. I had won. It was over. I was free. But while I have a hot girl underneath me, I may as well take advantage of her in her sleep.

I played with Alexis’s sleeping body for a little while before my own fatigue had finally begun to catch up with me as my adrenaline started wearing off. I then cuddled up next to her as I soon drifted off to dreamland myself. After some time, I don’t know exactly how long but it felt like a very long time, I woke up with Alexis in my arms and a dejected look on her face.

“Looks like I won.” I said, stroking her hair.

“Yeah.” She said sadly. “The opening to the front door has become a portal. You can leave whenever you want.”

“Thank you.” I said. I kissed her lips gently.

I then got up and started to get out of the bed when I felt a pair of arms wrap around me from behind.

“Please don’t leave.” Alexis begged as she pressed her breasts into my naked back. I could feel my hair brush against her nipples.

“I’ll do whatever you want. I’ll even be your sex slave for the rest of eternity.” She begged. “Just please don’t leave me here all alone.”

I sighed.

“Okay, look…” I began. “Since you said I can leave whenever I want and that time doesn’t flow at all in the real world…I guess I can stay a little longer.”

“Really?” Alexis asked with a hopeful tone.

“Yeah…Maybe a day…or a week…or a month…Or how about a year?”

“Yes!” Alexis said excitedly. “A year!”

“Alright then.” I said.

I turned around and we hugged and kissed with tongue.

“Now, what are two hot sluts like us to do all alone for an entire year?” I asked.

We both giggled and sank into the bed. A year of pure lesbian debauchery and hedonism was about to commence.

*****

Part 4

A year had gone by just like that. A year of nothing but pure, non-stop, marathon, unadulterated lesbian sex with my reflection…and it was the best goddamn year of my life. We did just about everything that two hot sluts could possibly do to each other. There was not one inch of either of our bodies that had gone untouched, ungroped, unpinched, unlicked, unsucked or untasted. We fucked in just about every part of the house. The bedroom, the bathroom, the shower, the kitchen, the living room, even the laundry room. We would trib, kiss, 69, bukkake, wrestle, grind tits, everything. If you can imagine it, we did it. However, all good things must come to an end at some point and somewhat to my surprise, Alexis, while clearly bummed, did not try to force me to stay like she did in our first match. After a long day and night of debauchery, the time had come for me to finally leave. I was actually pretty depressed about it myself. As I got up to get ready to leave, Alexis gave me the saddest expression. Seeing an expression like that on your own face is beyond heart wrenching.

“I had an amazing time.” I said.

“So did I.” She said.

“If I stay any longer, I don’t think I could stop myself from wanting to stay forever.” I explained.

“Sounds good to me.” She joked.

We both laughed and then an awkward silence hit us.

“I’m gonna miss you.” I said.

I gave her a loving kiss goodbye and got up to leave. As soon as I exited the bed, she wrapped her arms around me from behind and pressed her tits against my back as she started kissing at my skin. I quickly reacted by moaning.

“I may as well take advantage of every remaining second that you’re with me.” Alexis said.

My clone then reached in front of me and began fondling my DDs with one hand and playing with my pussy with the other.

“Ahh!” I groaned. “You just couldn’t make it easy on me, could you, bitch?”

She shoved her finger up my cunt in response. I had to practically drag myself and her all the way downstairs and towards the front door as she pawed at me and molested me like a sexdoll. Jeez, is this really how thirsty I would be if I could only ever fuck one girl in my entire life?…Well, probably, yeah. It took me about 15 minutes but I finally made it to the front door and opened it, revealing a spinning, purple vortex that had to be the portal out of here. Alexis took notice and finally let go of me. She quickly regained her sorrowful expression, as did I.

“I guess this is it.” I said sadly.

“Yeah.” She said, also sadly.

It just then came back to me that the second I step into that portal, Alexis will no longer exist. I know I had to leave but…I just had to think of some other way. Anything. As I stood there deep in thought, Alexis hugged me and whispered in my ear.

“Just go already.” She said. “Don’t make this any harder on either of us.”

“Wait…” I said, just now getting an idea. “What if I take that potion again?”

“What?” Alexis asked.

“Yes!” I said. “If I take that potion again, maybe I can come back here whenever I want! Would that work?”

“I…I don’t know.” She answered honestly. “No one has ever taken the potion twice.”

“Well, it’s worth a try.” I said. “Plus, if you won’t exist anymore after I leave and it does work, that means the very next thing that happens for you would be me coming back here!”

“Oh, that could work!” She said excitedly. “I don’t know if I’ll still have the memories we’ve made together but it’s better than nothing!”

“Yeah, I’ll try that!” I said. “But just in case it doesn’t work…”

I grabbed my twin’s face and pulled her in for a nice, passionate, lustful, sloppy, tongue-filled make out session. We kissed like horny teenagers for at least ten minutes straight before she broke it.

“Okay, just leave already before I drag you down to the floor already!” She said, giggling. “And promise me you’ll fuck Felicia nice and hard.”

“You know me just as well as I know myself.” I said. “I’ll make her scream until she loses her voice.”

I kissed her one last time and mouthed “goodbye” to her as she mouthed “love you” to me. I then pulled away from her even though every atom in my slutty body was begging me not to and I finally went through the portal.

The very next thing I remember was waking up in bed. The same bed that I fucked Alexis in for a year, now in the real world. Unrealistic and kind of pathetic as it was, I actually looked around, hoping to find her but she wasn’t there. I felt so…mentally overwhelmed. You know how sometimes you feel like the dream you had was much longer than the actual time you had to have been asleep? Imagine that feeling times a million for me right now. I looked at my phone and it was 7:00 AM. I tried to get up but it was physically painful. Every muscle and joint ached and begged me for rest. A year’s worth of post-sex exhaustion had hit me like a tank. I just had to go back to sleep, so I did. I slept like a boulder. I didn’t even know or care how long. The next time I woke up, I felt like a normal wake up. Still a little groggy but not completely drained. I checked my phone and…It still said 7:00 AM…That can’t be right…Unless…No way. I checked the date and…Another day had passed! I slept for a full 24 hours! What the fuck?!

As that realization washed over me like another nympho’s cum, I got up and I oddly felt…great. Stronger and more alive. As if all the experiences I had in the dream world with Alexis actually did affect me in the real world. So, that was the point of her potion. Not just to live out a fantasy but to make me a better sexfighter. Well, she’s about to find out for herself just how effective it was. I can’t wait to make that scheming witch cream all night long. It was at that moment that I got a call. It was Carly! I had almost forgotten about her! For me, it had been over a year but for her, it’s only been a couple days. I missed her a lot. I picked up the phone.

“Hello?” I asked.

“Hey, sweet clit!” She said nicely. “Where you been? I’ve been trying to reach you for two days! Did you meet Felicia yet?”

“I did…Boy, I sure fucking did.” I answered.

“And? Don’t leave me hanging!” She said.

“Honestly, I think you should come over, so I can tell you face-to-face. Have I got a story to tell you.” I said.

“Okay, keep me in suspense, bitch.” Carly joked. “But fine. Ron’s still away and I wanna fuck you, so why not?”

She hung up before I could make a snappy comeback. You’d think after a year of incessant, unending sex, I’d want to give my pussy a break…Yeah, you would think that…but you’d be wrong. Carly showed up and while I wanted to tell her my story, we were both mad horny, so we fucked each other on my bed for a while. After we relieved our urges, we cuddled naked as I told her everything that happened. Her eyes went wide as I explained my meeting with Felicia, my promise to her to come back and fuck her, me taking the potion, meeting my reflection in the dream world, the intense, heated sexfight we had, my victory in said sexfight and finally me deciding to stay and fuck her for a year before leaving. I then explained my exhaustion and sleeping for a full day, which is why I didn’t get back to her.

“Well, that’s it.” I said, finishing up. “What do you think?”

“Wow.” Carly said, clearly blown away. “I think…I wanna fuck you some more.”

She quickly started fondling my lady bits again.

“Am I nothing but a pussy and pair of tits to you?” I asked jokingly as she pawed at me.

“Yep.” She answered bluntly.

“Fine.” I said with a groan. “But only because I haven’t fucked you for a year.”

We went at it again for another few hours. Once it was over, we cuddled up again.

“That really was an amazing story.” Carly said. “Really sucks you couldn’t bring Alexis with you. Imagine the threesomes…”

“You can’t even handle one of me, bitch.” I joked.

“I could try, cunt.” Carly shot back. “Besides, Ron would go crazy.”

“He sure would.” I said.

“You gonna go and fuck Felicia now?” Carly asked.

“I was…but thanks to a certain someone, I’m a little worn out.” I teased. “I wanna face her nice and fresh, so I think I’ll wait until tomorrow.”

“Oh, what to do in the meantime…” Carly said, circling her finger around my nipple.

“What to do, indeed.” I said.

I dominated Carly for the remainder of the day and night. As usual, I made her cum like a fountain all over me. I also asked again what it was that she and Ron went to Felicia for but she still wouldn’t talk. So, I made her put her mouth to better use. After another night of nice, long, passionate lesbian sex, Carly said goodbye and I got ready to go and finally face Felicia. I drove all the way to that fire-crotched bitch’s shop and marched my way through the door, hearing that little bell ring as I did. My pussy began burning and my clit began pulsating with excitement. Hearing the bell ring, Felicia came out of her backroom, the same one where she gave me the potion and I thought I was going to fuck her when I first came here. Her face was one of mild surprise whereas I tried to show a face that said “I’m back, bitch.”

“I’m back, bitch.” There, I said it.

“I see.” Felicia said. “I hope the potion was satisfactory for your needs.”

Calling that potion satisfactory was like calling the sun wildly warm but she still tricked me and I was pissed. I got right up in her face, her desk being the only thing separating us.

“Are you surprised I came back?” I asked.

Her luscious lips were inches away…I wanted to shove my tongue in her mouth so badly…

“Not particularly.” She answered smugly. “Everyone I’ve given that potion too has come back.”

“Huh?” I asked, confused.

“Let’s finish this discussion in the back room.” She offered.

I was about to protest but then she quickly slashed her tongue across my lips before walking away from me, making my heart race. She walked over to the front door before changing her open sign to closed, which only made my pulse rise even further. She once again led me to her back room and I followed. We sat down on her bean bag chairs and I was regretting not being more insistent on fucking her when we first met. Like last time, we sat across from each other. Her hot body within my perverted hands’ reach.

“You never told me what the potion does!” I angrily said. “I was trapped in there until I defeated an opponent that I had to push myself to the limits to beat!”

“You were seeking a worthy opponent and I gave you one.” She said. “Yourself.”

“You could’ve told me.” I said.

“Would you have believed me if I did?” She asked. “And even if you did believe me, would you drink the potion knowing you’d be stuck there? And above all else, did you find what you were looking for and enjoy yourself?”

“No…No…Yes…and yes.” I answered all of her questions, admittedly.

“Then I’ve done my job.” She said. “Now, about my payment…”

“Hold on, slut.” I interrupted. “I still don’t like being tricked, let alone tricked into possibly living in limbo for eternity. I came here to claim your pussy in return.”

She laughed out loud.

“You are still out of your league, bitch.” She mocked.

“After having sex with my clone non-stop for a year, I doubt that.” I argued.

“A year?” She asked. “It took you a year to defeat your reflection?”

“No.” I said. “I beat her on the first night but she begged me not to leave, so I stayed with her for another year.”

“Ah.” She said, no doubt disbelieving me. “The longest someone else has stayed with their reflection before was six months. That’s impressive.”

“I still have some questions.” I said, calming down.

“Of course.” She said.

“Is there any way to bring my reflection into the real world?” I asked.

“I’m afraid not.” Felicia answered.

“Shit.” I said. “What would happen if I took another one of those potions?”

“You would go back to the dream world and see your reflection again.” She answered. “She would have all the memories of your last time visiting her too.”

“Oh, that’s great!” I said.

“Your enthusiasm is surprising.” She said. “Everyone else who’s taken that potion was sick of fucking themselved by the time they escaped, so they didn’t even ask.”

“Amateurs.” I mocked them.

“Your nymphomania is truly unlike any of my past customers.” Felicia said. “That or you and your reflection got along quite well.”

“Both.” I said. “Now enough questions! I came here to fuck you!”

“Alright.” She said, relenting. “But only because you are unlike any of my other customers. Tell you what, if you win, I won’t charge a penny and I’ll even throw in another potion for free.”

“Great.” I said.

“However…” She said emphatically. “If I win, not only do you pay full price but I get to have you as my sex slave for the rest of the night.”

“Of course, you want me. Everyone does.” I said arrogantly.

“If you really want to know what it’s like to lose, I will show you all of it and then some.” She said.

“Bring it on.” I said.

We then started stripping and the millisecond I finished, she was on me without me being able to react. My eyes went wide with shock as the naked redhead slammed her tongue down my throat and wrestled me to the ground. Our long, thick, flowing hair waved around all over the place as we scuffled on the floor. Good Lord, was she an amazing kisser. Her tongue was so soft, wet and satiny. It felt so amazing in my mouth and against my own tongue. Our DDs compressed against each other and her nipples penetrated my areola as mine penetrated hers. As we wrestled, she landed on top of me and broke her dominant kiss. I was left panting already. She pulled her body up and then brought our pussies together, fucking me in an L-shaped position.

“Aghhh!!” I grunted quite loud.

“Oh!” She purred. “Your pussy is so smooth and leathery! I can’t wait to fuck it, suck it and lick it all day and night!”

“And I can’t wait for my free potion!” I shot back.

She reached below to squeeze my tits.

“You’re in no position to talk tough right now, you hot bitch.” She mocked.

She was tribbing me so hard and fast, almost like a machine. My hair fanned out behind me on the floor like a silky blanket before she removed her hands from my breasts and used them to bunch up my hair into her hands and yanked hard.

“Ugh!” I grunted from her pulling.

I wish I could’ve given her a taste of her own medicine but I couldn’t reach her hair from my position. She had a cocky smile on her face. I could tell that this bitch was a hardcore dom and loved to humiliate her opponents and show them who’s boss…Well, that makes two of us. I felt our juices coalesce in between our fused cunts as she kept humping me. She has quite a bit of lower body strength. Years of practice, I imagine. I tried my best to fuck her back from where I was but all it really seemed to do was increase my own pleasure. She had me right where she wanted me.

“Ugh!” I grunted from her fucking me. “You goddamn whore!”

“You really think a sex guru would consider that an insult?” She mocked. “I very much am a goddamn whore, honey and I love every second of it. But very soon, you’ll be my goddamn whore to use as I please!”

She then increased the speed and ferocity of her tribbing, her eyes clenching and her teeth gritting as her twat dominated mine. I already began to feel my first climax of the match approaching. It pissed me off that she would draw first blood but there was nothing I could do about it but brace myself for the coming internal impact.

“Ahhhhhhhhh!!!!” I cried as I came.

I shot my fluids straight up Felicia’s cunt and she visibly smiled and moaned as she felt them enter her inner walls. She released me as I kneeled there hyperventilating. I was on my hands and knees, trying to fight how winded I was from that one orgasm. My hair fell forward, curtaining my head and dropping to the floor. Until I felt that sadistic bitch yank on it again, pulling my head back.

“Ugh!” I grunted. “You fucking cunt!”

“You take a lot of pride in these locks of yours, don’t you?” She asked as she used her other hand to pet my hair. “So soft and silky, like a doll’s hair. I can relate. Which is why I will use this to drag you all around when I have you as my cum dumpster.”

“Suck my clit, bitch!” I cursed.

“Oh, I will. Until it falls off.” She said. “But for now, I think I’d rather suck on that arrogant tongue of yours.”

She used her grip on my hair to turn my head in the direction of her face before yanking on it again.

“Ugh!” I grunted.

“Open your mouth.” She ordered. I didn’t budge. She yanked again, harder.

“Open your goddamn, cunt-sucking mouth, skank!!” She screamed. It was like the laid back, hippie babe I was talking to just minutes ago was possessed by a dominatrix.

I did as she said. I opened my mouth and stuck my tongue out nice and wide.

“That’s a good pet.” She praised.

She then wrapped her lips around my tongue and loudly sucked and slurped on it. It was like she was giving my tongue a blowjob. She then used her legs to pry open my own legs and her free hand to start masturbating me. I began moaning as she sucked on my tongue and finger fucked me viciously. She moaned out loud, clearly wanting me to hear how much she enjoyed dominating me. She increased the aggression of her fingering, now using her entire hand to basically smack my labia around, jerking me off. Holy fuck, was that overwhelming. So soon after my previous orgasm, I could not help but feel another one on the way. Once again, there was nothing I could do but prepare myself for it. I could tell this would be a big one.

“Mmmmmmm!!!!!” I shrieked, muffled by her sucking my tongue as I came and boy ever, did I cum.

I sprayed my girl mess out like a lawn sprinkler as she released me again and I felt like I was hit by a truck. I fell to the floor in exhaustion again, once again panting heavily. She cuddled up to me, hugged me to her side and began kissing my face.

“You’re not finished already after only cumming twice, are you, baby?” She asked teasingly as she caressed me.

“Or maybe you just want to be my slave? You only needed to ask.” She continued to mock me.

I turned my head in her direction to tell her off but she kissed me again. Jeez, she really cannot get enough of my mouth. This time, she kissed lovingly and passionately, as if she was claiming me as her property. Was this really happening, right now? Was that year of sex in preparation for this fight really not enough? No! I wouldn’t accept that! At the very least, I would make this as difficult for her as possible! I kissed her back as aggressively as I could, which prompted her to increase the aggression of her own kissing. I then reached behind her to yank on her flowing red locks, which pulled her mouth off of mine, leaving behind a brief trail of saliva.

“Let’s see how you like getting your hair pulled, cunt!” I cursed.

“Still haven’t learned your place, huh?” She teased.

I pounced on her, stil yanking on her tresses as we wrestled along the pillow and rug covered floor again. Eventually, I managed to get the upper hand and threw her into an all-fours position, the same way I did to Alexis in the dream world. I pulled her hair back again, making her head fly up.

“Ugh!” Felicia grunted.

“Now it’s your turn to get tribbed.” I mocked.

“Fuck you!” She cursed.

“Well, if you insist.” I joked.

I then pulled my pelvis back and slammed it into her pussy from behind as hard as I could, making sure to rub it in nice and hard.

“Ohhh!!” She groaned.

I wish there was a mirror in front of us, so that I could see the look on her face as I fucked her doggy style. Her hair was just as soft and silky as mine. Honestly, besides Alexis, of course, Felicia really seemed like she was made for me. I’m starting to wish that I made the bet to keep her as a sex slave for the day too instead of two free potions. I then reached in front of Felicia to grope and fondle her bouncing DDs while I fucked her. I would shake them, slap them together and pinch her nipples. The feeling of my pussy slamming into hers was beyond heavenly. I can easily say that she is the most formidable opponent I have ever faced. Alexis was tough but her sharing all of my strengths and weaknesses just meant that I had to think outside of the box a little to bring her down. Felicia, on the other hand, is a fuckfighting machine. So, naturally I was enjoying dominating her after all the shit she had been giving me until now. I could tell from Felicia’s movements and mannerisms that her orgasm was on its way, so I didn’t give her any room to escape my domination.

“Oh! Oh! Fucking bitch! Ohhhhhhhhh!!!!!” She screamed as she came.

I felt her warm secretions alongside my pussy as I fucked her. As she settled down, I released her and she fell face first into the pillowy floor, hair blanketing in front of her, disheveled and sweaty. Mine was getting messy and drenched with sweat as well. Now, it was really starting to get good. I wish I could just bask in the sight of her like that but I knew better than to get cocky at this point. I reached down and pulled her lower side up, so that her ass was in the air while her face and chest were still on the floor. I then grabbed her waist nice and tight. I smiled deviously.

“Since you seem to love my mouth so much, why don’t I put it to use for you?” I asked rhetorically.

Before she could answer, my mouth was on her cunt in this awkward position. I slurped at her lower lips like a starving predator.

“Ahhhh!!” She cried. “You cunt-licking whore!”

I smiled into her twat as she said this. I love fucking my opponents to the point where they curse me so much. She tasted just like how I like my bitches. That distinct tang of experience and sluttiness. Creamy and flavorful. She tried to crawl away and slip out of my grip on her toned waist but I would not let her. I followed her everywhere, still eating her out from behind. I made sure that every inch of my upper lips were in contact with every inch of her lower lips. I wanted to just completely swallow her pussy as much as humanly possible. I stuck out my tongue and slowly and sensually dragged it from one end of her pudenda to the other.

“Ohhhh!!” She moaned again.

I then reinserted my tongue back inside her inner sanctum and felt a tidal wave of pussy juice run through my taste buds. I could tell that it would not be long until her next climax would smash into her and I intended on making it as brutal of a crash as I could. I waved my head back and forth, thereby slamming my tongue all over the place inside of her. God, what a feeling. I could lick her all day. So, I think I will. I could feel the pre-orgasmic tremors rocking throughout her body just from my tongue inside her. Oh, that was gonna be a big one.

“Ugh! Agh! Fuuuuuuuuuuuucccccccckkkkkkkkkkk!!!” She shrieked.

I pulled my tongue out just in time but still sticking it out as my face was blasted with her cum. I closed my eyes and waved my head back and forth, letting her ejaculation wash all over me like I was showering in it. I felt her hot secretions seep all down my hot body and into my hair. Felicia fell on her back, panting like a dog after drenching me so hard. I was immediately on top of her, our tits coming together again as I rubbed my soaked face into hers roughly, cheek-to-cheek.

“You feel that, cunt?” I asked, mockingly. “That’s your cum all over my hotter, sexier, superior and more skilled nymphomaniac body!”

She lacked the breath to reply to that.

“And this is how your cum tastes coming from my sluttier, softer, wetter and smoother mouth and tongue!” I proclaimed.

She closed her mouth despite her heavy breathing but I pinched her nose hard until she had no choice but to open her mouth as I drooled her own fluids out of my mouth and into hers, before slamming my mouth on top of hers and kissing her ferociously and mercilessly. I licked all over the inside of her mouth, wanting to spread the mixture of my saliva and her cum. My tongue touched her tongue, her gums, her teeth, the roof of her mouth, everything within reach. Her eyes winced and she moaned in frustration. Damn, I can’t even remember the last time I had a fight this intense. Besides Alexis, of course. I felt so driven. Not just to fuck her but to humiliate her and break down her pride. I aligned our pussies again, spreading my legs with her own as I was on top of her. I began humping slowly but fiercely, still tonguefucking her mouth. I could feel my nipples poke deeper and deeper into her areola with each hump. My clit bumped into her clit and the brief but powerful collision sent volts of pleasure throughout both of our sexy bodies.

“Mmmmm!!!” We both moaned inside each other’s mouths.

Her clit felt so amazing on mine. My pussy felt like it was on fire. God, this was what I fucking lived for! Carly is a great fuck and I never get tired of putting her in her place but the competitive thrill, the cattiness, the rivalry and the humiliation! This was what made sexfighting the greatest thing that any woman can ever experience! Felicia was beginning to show signs of another climax approaching her at breakneck speeds, so I responded like any nympho would. By fucking her even harder and faster. Our clits dueled fiercely as I tribbed her aggressively. And then it happened again. I forced my mouth and tongue against hers as hard and tightly as I could, muffling both of our moaning as she came, once again shooting her load straight up my slutty little twat. I never get tired of that feeling. I finally disconnected our mouths and rolled off of her, laying next to her as we both huffed and puffed.

“Is this…All that the so-called…Sex guru has in her?” I teased through my heavy breathing. “Maybe I should run this place from now on, fire crotch.”

“You might just be…the best fuck…that I’ve ever had.” Felicia admitted. “But we’re just getting started here, babe. My pussy has seen it all and can go on much longer than this.”

“Is that so?” I asked skeptically.

“That’s right.” Felicia said. “My little lady down there has a mind of her own. Like a wandering samurai’s katana, she seeks out her prey of her own volition. And she has her sights set on your beautiful, juicy cunt.”

“Well, tell your pulsating, pink twat that the feeling is completely mutual.” I said. “My pretty kitty won’t rest until she tames yours and then claims her all to herself.”

“Then let’s not make the warriors between our legs wait any longer.” Felicia declared.

“Yes. Let the clash of the titans commence.” I agreed.

We got up and brought ourselves into a scissoring position. Felicia looked like an absolute mess. Her hair wet and matted and body shining with sweat. I love making my opponents look like that. Granted, I knew I didn’t look much better after the cum bath the redhead had just given me. We then brought our fated rivals together and our pussies fused into a delicious kiss of female flesh. The contact was beautiful but quite brief, as just as I was about to start fucking her, she pulled back away from me.

“What are you doing?” I asked, frustratingly. I hate when a good trib is interrupted for anything.

“Be patient, slut.” She said.

Felicia then held out her red hair in one hand and grabbed my blonde hair with the other before tying them together. Now I see what she had in mind.

“Oh, I get it.” I said. “But you’d better not interrupt again unless it’s important.”

“That eager to get fucked, are you?” Felicia joked.

“Just shut up and open your legs, bitch.” I ordered.

She proceeded to do exactly that. In all honesty, I wish I came up with that first. Now we could grind our pussies together while also feeling the euphoric sensation of our hair being pulled and we both had such long hair that we could do it without the knot coming undone or either of us feeling too much pain. So, our cunts came together yet again and the contact combined with the hair tug-of-war made the pleasure beyond exquisite.

“Ugh!” I grunted.

“Agh!” She grunted.

Our lower lips fused, hot and slimy as we flexed our lower bodies, humping into our sexual rivals with all we had.

“Your pussy feels so slutty and warm but it’s no match for mine.” Felicia mocked.

“Is that why you’re moaning like the bitch in heat that you are?” I shot back.

We kept fucking as our clits came out of their hoods to join in the fun and immediately bumped into each other.

“Ohhhh!!” I moaned.

“Ahhhh!!” She moaned.

The unique, controlling sensation of my hair being pulled while also knowing that she was feeling the same, combined with our dueling clits was just way too much. I knew I would cum again soon and all I could do was hope that she was nearing her climax too. I increased the speed and intensity of my tribbing, not wanting to show my opponent any sign of weakness. She responded in kind by doing the same to me. I felt my clit being pressured and almost mushroomed by hers but I also felt my clit doing the same to its counterpart. If I back down for even a second, she’ll dominate me like a common submissive College skank. Nowhere to go but forward. We simultaneously reached out for each other’s hands and locked them together, pulling ourselves and each other into the fusion of lady parts even more. I began to feel the indescribable electric volts signaling my oncoming orgasm. It was too late now. I had to keep fucking her, no matter what.

“Is that all you got?” I mocked, playing tough. “Come on, bitch, really let me have it!”

“Your libido’s writing checks that your clit can’t cash, blondie!” She shot back.

We both fucked each other harder and faster, harder and faster, harder and faster until finally, neither of us take it anymore.

“Ohhhhhhhh!!!!!” We both cried out loud as we came into each other at the same time, which gave me deja vu from my time with my reflection.

Our orgasmic fluids splashed together inside out fused cunts. As we both breathed heavily, Felicia got up, our hair still joined and as I was getting up to meet her, she pushed me down into the cushiony floor and spread my legs open again before bringing her DDs up and massaging them into my pudenda.

“Agh!” I grunted. “Fucking cunt!”

“That’s exactly what I’m doing.” She teased. “I’m tiddyfucking your cunt right now! And I won’t stop until I make you shower me with your cum just like you made me shower you with mine!”

“Go right ahead and do your worst!” I dared.

The redhead just smiled and resumed her paizuri of me. She rubbed her breasts into my lower lips as I could see our knotted hair suspended slightly in the air between the two of us.

“Ohh!” I groaned.

The slimy sounds of her skin grinding against my wet pussy filled the air. She would mash her tits into my cunt in various patterns, such as alternating between up and down with her left and right tit, rubbing them both together across my labia and more. It did not take long at all for my clit to reemerge and she gave it absolutely no room to breathe. She quickly smothered my helpless little pulsating, pink, pleasure bud with her funbags and mashed it like nobody’s business.

“Goddamn clit-fucking bitch!” I cursed.

“You know you love it, whore.” She shot back.

She then used her pink nipples to double team my pink clit and it was super effective.

“Ahhhhh!!” I yelped.

“That’s it, baby.” She teased. “Let your mistress please you all she wants. Give into the pleasure.”

“Go to Hell!” I insulted her.

“Says the one who’s in heaven right now.” She mocked.

It became clear that that was no use resisting as I already began to feel another orgasm closing in on me. Holy fuck, did Felicia know how to use those tits of hers.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!” I screamed as I came.

I burst out all over her tits, face and a little bit in her crimson hair. I pulled back, huffing and puffing but my insatiable rival was still not done yet, not by a longshot.

“You call that a shower?” She teased. “I won’t stop fucking you until you give me the bukkaking of your life, you beach, blonde bimbo!”

She bent over and started lapping at my pussy with her mouth and tongue ravenously.

“Ughhhh!!” I groaned. “Goddamn you, fucking whore!”

She ate like she had never eaten before. No wonder she was a sex guru. She knew pussy like the back of her hand. It felt as if a wet, rubbery taser was inside me sending volts of pleasure through my whole, slutty body. She would pull her tongue in and out of me repeatedly, quite literally fucking me with it. She was absolutely, animalistically ravenous, drooling and slobbering into my cunt, letting her saliva mix with my juices. I reached down to grab onto and pull her flowing, scarlet tresses but it didn’t even slow her down. She was like a machine created for the specific and sole purpose of fucking me. Okay, now I really regret not deciding to have her as my sex slave be my victory prize. Who cares about not paying for one potion?

As she feasted on me mercilessly, she dragged her tongue up from the bottom of my labia straight toward the top and enclosed her juicy, soft lips over my little bud. As if that wasn’t enough, she brought her hands into the mix. With her right hand, she knifed her index and middle fingers into my lower pudenda intensely, pushing in and out. With her left hand, she reached up to tightly squeeze and grope my right tit, pinching my pink nips and sinking her fingers into the jiggly flesh. She was using every weapon she had in this carnal confrontation. I felt like all this pleasure was putting me into a trance. The sound of me panting and moaning like the slut I am filled the entire room. I could feel yet another climax beginning to rear its ugly head. No stopping it now.

“Ugh! Agh! Fuuuuuuuuuuuucccccccckkkkkk!!!” I yelled out loud as I came.

This one was even more of a gut punch than the last one. I sprayed like a sprinkler, just as I made Felicia do not too long ago. Like I did, she smiled and slowly waved her head around as I drenched her, wanting to be as covered by my cum as possible. I saw it coat her face, drip down her hot, fuckable body and soak into her already wet, matted red hair. God, she was so hot. Once my orgasm settled down, she climbed on top of me and immediately put me in my place. She pressed her DDs into mine, spread my legs open with hers so our pussies could gently kiss and our upper lips joined in as she tongued me passionately. I felt hypnotized. My head and eyelids were beginning to feel heavier and heavier. Was this really it? She broke the kiss to talk some more shit.

“Face it, Gwen.” She lectured. “I’m the better nympho in every way. You could go into that dream world and fuck yourself for another hundred years and it wouldn’t make a lick of difference.”

She licked my mouth as she said that.

“You wanted this all along, didn’t you?” She asked. “To know what it was like to lose and be humiliated? Well, I promise being my slave will be as humiliating as possible. Those 24 hours will feel like 24 years to you. Just give up and let it happen.”

“Well…” I said dramatically. “If I want to taste defeat, it should be at the hands of someone who proves herself worthy beyond a shadow of a doubt. So, if you want me as your fuckbitch, you’re gonna have to keep dominating me until I’m passed out on your floor!”

Felicia sighed.

“Fine. The hard way it is.” She said. “Don’t say I didn’t give you a chance.”

“One more thing.” I interrupted.

“Change your mind?” She asked.

“Not on your life, bitch.” I said. “I wanna change my bet. I’ll pay for my potions full price. Instead, I want you as my sex slave for 24 hours!”

Felicia’s eyes went a little wide.

“You’ve got some ovaries to be saying that after what I just did to you.” She said. “But fine. It won’t make a difference in the end.”

And it was on. It wasn’t just her skill that made me want to have her for myself. It was her ego. I just wanted to see her smug face taken down a notch and to humiliate her just as she clearly wants to humiliate me. We wasted no further time and charged into each other wrestling around the cushioned floor again. Honestly though, I wasn’t doing good. My exhaustion was setting in and I didn’t know how much longer I could last. However, I could feel it in my loins that she was holding on by a thread as well. It was going to end here, no matter what and if I go down, I’ll go down fighting.

We rolled all over each other across the room, my blonde and her red hair flying all over the place, flinging cum and sweat from it around as we did. We kissed furiously, our tongues wrestling with all of their might. We gripped each other’s firm, meaty asses tightly, letting our fingers be absorbed by our rival’s flesh. We kept this up for a while, rolling all over each other like two horny teenagers. At this point, it had become a sexual war of attrition. Who was going to break first? At some point, I ended up on top and held her down to the ground, still kissing her as I began to grind my cunt against hers as harshly as possible. It was beyond straining but I pushed on. Surprisingly, Felicia showed little resistance and mostly just laid there and took it.

I figured that this was a trick to get me to lower my guard, so I didn’t even slow down. I just kept fucking her and fucking her. The mutual heat between our twats was overwhelming but not half as much as the pleasure I was feeling. I can only imagine what she was feeling. She took one hand off of my ass and instead used it to pull my sweaty, cum-soaked, matted hair. From her position on the floor, I could not do the same, so I just kept tribbing her. I actually began to feel my climax starting to show itself. I could only hope that she was feeling the same. No weakness can afford to be shown. I humped and tribbed and fucked her with absolutely everything that I had until I and apparently she could no longer take anymore.

“Mmmmmmmmm!!!” We both screamed into each other’s mouths as we came inside of each other’s pussies.

We finally broke apart, once again hyperventilating. I felt so drained. My heart sank when I saw Felicia get up like nothing happened. I just now realized how stupid I was. She let herself get fucked and let me use up all my energy so that she would be ready for a counterattack. I could barely even move. There was nothing I could do. I cursed myself inside my head.

“You like doggy style, do you?” She asked as she walked behind me before yanking on my blonde hair.

“Then let’s see how you like being on the receiving end!” She proclaimed.

She began grinding into me from behind brutally.

“Ugh!” I grunted. “You fucking conniving bitch!”

“That’s the name of the game, babe.” She argued. “You do what you gotta do to win.”

I hated how right she was. Each slam of her pussy against mine felt like a wrecking ball of pleasure smashing into me and each one was more intense and effective than the last. This was it. One more orgasm and I was finished and being so soon after my last, it would not take long. This match was as good as over. Smash. Smash. Smash. And then one more smash and that was it. I couldn’t hold it back any longer.

“Ohhhhhhh!!!!” I cried.

I came violently. Felicia released my hair and let me fall forward into the cushioned floor. I could feel my consciousness fading. No. I couldn’t let it end here. I had to hold on and keep fighting! I struggled to keep my eyes open as the last thing I saw was the sex guru’s cocky grin in my face before I finally passed out. I woke up I don’t even know how long later. As my eyes opened, I immediately felt my hair being yanked hard.

“Agh!” I groaned.

“You lost. Just like I said you would.” Felicia bragged. “And you know what that means.”

My first loss of a sexfight ever…It didn’t feel real. It happened so fast. One moment, I was fucking Felicia against the floor and the next, she was fucking me doggy style. Was I really so outclassed? So, this is what defeat feels like.

“For the next 24 hours, you belong to me.” Felicia said. “Your mouth belongs to me. Your tongue belongs to me. Your lips belong to me. Your tits belong to me. Your ass belongs to me. Your nipples belong to me. Your cunt belongs to me. Your clit belongs to me.”

She yanked on my hair again.

“And I have my leash for you right here.” She said. “You will speak only when spoken to. You will not do anything without my permission. If I decide to kiss you, you will not even kiss me back without my say-so and you will address me as mistress. Is that clear, slave?”

“Yes…Mistress.” I said painfully.

“Good.” She said. “Honestly…That was the best match of my life. For that, I think you deserve to be rewarded with the worst humiliations that pop into my nymphomaniacal mind.”

She was not kidding. Throughout the day, she would treat me as nothing more than a cumrag or a toy for her amusement. She spanked me so hard and so often that my asscheeks remained red for hours afterwards. She pulled my hair everywhere she took me. She forced me to lick every single part of her body. She would test out her sex toys on me, some of which were so big, I thought they’d impale me. She would pinch and twist my nipples, spit all over me, scratch my labia, chew oh my clit, force me to swallow her cum and saliva until I gagged. She would masturbate over me and cum all over my hair…But that’s not the worst part. This was.

As she was forcing me to lick her pussy, I heard the bell from her front door ring and Carly came in, seeing Felicia hold me by my hair and force my face into her cunt.

“Oh, there you are.” Carly said. “You were gone all day. I just wanted to see what happened.”

“She challenged me.” Felicia explained. “You can see how that turned out.”

I stopped my cunnilingus and tried to turn my head to talk to my best friend but Felicia yanked my head back into her pussy, reminding me of my place.

“Damn.” Carly said. “Gwen’s never lost…I’ve never seen her like this…It’s kinda hot.”

“Would you like to share my slave?” Felicia asked.

“I’d love to.” Carly answered.

The brunette stripped down and joined in on my humiliation. Felicia and Carly spent the rest of my time as a slave using me for their pleasure. Double teaming me, DPing me with toys, giving me double bukkakes and more. Carly, the girl I had dominated more times than I could count was now the one dominating me. It was equal parts humbling as it was humiliating. I’m sure you think that all of this sounds pretty soul crushing for me. It’s not. Quite the opposite, in fact. I lost. I know that but it’s only made me love sexfighting even more. I love the adrenaline of trying to humiliate my opponent as she tries to do the same to me. Who will come out on top? How often will the dynamic switch up? How will it end? It’s all so invigorating.

And all the shit Felicia put me through has only made me want to tame her even more and put her through all the same things. I want to see her get a taste of this and I will keep trying until I do it…And then I’ll keep doing it even more afterwards. I will never get tired of it and no defeat, no matter how humiliating, could ever lessen my love for fuckfighting even slightly. This is what I live for. This is what it means to be a nympho. To be a woman. Endless pleasure and thrills.

“Well, that’s it, blondie. You’re off the hook.” Felicia said as she finally let go of my hair. My scalp still stung for quite a while afterwards.

“Have anything you wanna say?” She asked.

“I want a rematch.” I said confidently.

“Jesus, Gwen, how slutty can one girl be?” Carly asked.

“I’m here anytime you want me, girlfriend.” Felicia said flirtatiously. “In fact, for being such a good slave, how about this? I won’t charge you for the first potion but you’ll still have to pay for more of them.”

“Appreciate that. One potion, please.” I requested.

Felicia walked away, reached into a cabinet and pulled out another potion before handing it to me.

“Thanks. I’ll leave the money on the counter.” I said as I got up and stretched and the other girls eyed me up.

“Oh and one more thing.” I said. “What did Carly see you for that one time?”

The two looked at each other and Carly sighed.

“Go ahead and tell her.” Carly said. “Like I could stop you.”

“She was feeling bad about always losing to you and was beginning to lose her passion for sexfighting because of it.” Felicia explained. “So, I asked her to bring her man in. I then started making out with him and she got so angry that she pounced on me and we had a match. She lost miserably but it gave her her fire back.”

“Really?” I asked. “She always likes it when I fuck Ron.”

“That’s because you earn it from beating me and you’re my BFF.” Carly explained. “I just met her that day and she didn’t even fight me before she started macking on my man.”

“Makes sense, I guess.” Felicia said. “Either way, it worked.”

“Well, I’m off to meet my twin again.” I said as I left.

As soon as I walked out, I heard both of them moaning and giggling from the other room and rolled my eyes. I got dressed, went home, rested myself after over a day of nonstop sex and just as I went to bed, I drank the potion. As I drifted off to sleep, I soon woke up in my bed with Alexis right next to me, already naked, the little slut.

“Hey, girl.” She said with a big smile.

“Good to see your sexy face again.” I said.

“You got your ass handed to you.” She teased.

“It’s your ass too.” I shot back. “And that’s why I’m here. To get better.”

“Am I nothing but a sexfight training doll for you?” She asked.

“Yes.” I answered bluntly.

“Good enough for me. Now come here and let’s fuck.” She said.

The End

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