Prologue / Part 1

The next morning had passed after Jasmine’s inconclusive rematch with her arch-nemesis, Sabrina. Jasmine had pushed her libido so fat that she ended up getting cum drunk from the sheer sexual pleasure and was now hungover. She had to stay in bed until the symptoms wore off, which usually lasted anywhere from eight to 24 hours. She had a splitting headache, was dizzy and nauseous and was sensitive to light and sound. It really sucked too because the whole house was on vacation starting today and they were all going to spend it here in their penthouse, swimming in their pool and relaxing. They needed something nice and lowkey after all the drama of the past week. 

Jasmine was particularly looking forward to Tamara coming to stay with them all week. The raven could not deny how bad she had it for her voluptuous, teasing boss and she knew her girlfriends all felt the same. However, she needed her rest. That stupid ginger cunt was making her miss out but she knew she had at least another six days to make up for it. They had burgers and hot dogs to barbecue on their balcony and the girls got their skimpiest bikinis ready to distract Ben as much as possible. 

It was early in the morning when Vanessa heard the doorbell ring. She already knew who it was. She didn’t know why her boss bothered with the doorbell when she already had a keycard to get in but she opened the door anyway, revealing Tamara in all her glory. 

“Well, good morning, dearie.” Tamara said in her usual dulcet tones.

“Good morning.” Vanessa said.

Tamara walked right in. 

“She’s here.” Vanessa shouted. 

Holly and Nicole came running while Ben walked. The blonde and redhead happily ran up to their boss and gave her a big, intimate hug, rubbing up against her.

“It’s good to see you again, my lovelies.” Tamara said. 

“Let’s try and be quiet, okay?” Ben asked. “Jazz is hungover as Hell.”

“Oh? Did she drink a lot last night?” Tamara asked as her young employees cuddled into her.

“She certainly drank a lot of something.” Vanessa said.

“Well, that’s a shame.” Tamara said as she stroked Holly and Nicole’s hair. “Would you mind if I paid her a little visit? I might be able to help.”

“I’m sure she’d appreciate it.” Ben said. “By the way, where will you be staying?”

“Well, Nessa is the only one without a roommate, so it looks like I don’t have much choice.”

“Lucky bitch.” Nicole said.

“I’d be happy to accomodate you, ma’am.” Vanessa said. 

“I’m sure you would be.” Holly joked.

“Now girls, we have all week to bond.” Tamara said. “If you’ll excuse me, I have a hungover raven to visit.”

Holly and Nicole reluctantly let go of Tamara as she walked towards Jasmine and Ben’s room, followed by Ben. The ebony beauty slowly and gently opened and closed the door as the two walked in to see Jasmine in bed groaning and wincing her eyes, trying to sleep despite her migraine and nausea. Tamara slowly and silently walked over to Jasmine’s side of the bed and got down on her knees, inches away from Jasmine’s blushing face. Feeling a presence in front of her, Jasmine began to speak.

“Honey…” She said, mistaking Tamara for Ben. “Could you hand me the aspirin bottle?”

Ben got the bottle from the cabinet and handed it to Tamara, who in turn handed it to Jasmine.

“Thanks.” Jasmine said weakly.

“You’re welcome.” Tamara said in a gentle whisper, which made her already low and sultry voice even more attractive.

“Oh, Chief!” Jasmine said. “Ow! Sorry, I wish I could give you a better welcome.”

“It’s okay, dearie. Just rest.” Tamara said. “Too much fun last night?”

“Yeah…” Jasmine said weakly. “More fun than I’ve had in a long time.”

“She visited Sabrina in prison.” Ben explained, also whispering.

“Did she, now?” Tamara asked. “I assume you got cum drunk?”

“Yes.” Jasmine confirmed. “It was worth it…”

“You know the fight was good when that happens.” Tamara said.

“It was way past good…” Jasmine said. “I’d love to talk to you all about it but can it wait until I’m better?”

“Of course, honey. It’s no trouble at all.” Tamara said, gently stroking Jasmine’s jet black hair. “You can tell me everything when you’re good and ready.”

“It’s quite a story, believe me.” Ben said.

“Thanks, boss.” Jasmine said.

“You’re very welcome, Jazz.” Tamara said sweetly.

Tamara then closed her eyes, puckered her lips and gave Jasmine a big, loving and even a little bit of tongue-filled kiss. Jasmine was shocked at first but quickly sank into the older woman’s kiss, enjoying it.

“I hope that made you feel a little better.” Tamara said.

“It definitely helped.” Jasmine said.

“We can do the rest later, hun.” Tamara said.

Jasmine smiled at that proposition. Tamara left, walking seductively out the door. As she did, she saw Vanessa waiting for her right outside.

“Why don’t I show you where you’ll be staying, ma’am?” Vanessa asked.

Tamara could tell from her tone that the feisty brunette had something on her mind. She followed her employee to their now shared room. As she was led in, Vanessa walked behind Tamara and shut the bedroom door tight. She looked at the bed the two were about to share, enticed by the image of cuddling up to her employee. She looked back at Vanessa, who gave her a cynical expression.

“What’s that look for, sweetie?” Tamara asked in a mock offended tone. “Don’t you want to be roomies?”

“With all due respect, boss, how dumb do you think I am?” Vanessa asked.

“Excuse me?” Tamara asked in a more serious tone.

“Your entire neighborhood except you gets a COVID outbreak just as we’re all on vacation? That’s awfully convenient.” Vanessa pointed out.

“Stranger things have happened, dear.” Tamara argued. “Besides, why do you care? The others are happy to have me.”

“Of course, they are.” Vanessa said. “They’re not gonna question it when another hot girl wants to party with them all week.”

“Do you not want me here?” Tamara asked.

“No, ma’am, of course not.” Vanessa said. “You’re my superior and I respect that but I just don’t appreciate being lied to.”

“You’re a sharp one, Nessa.” Tamara admitted. “Okay, the truth is that I’m here to test all of you.”

“Test us? How?” Vanessa asked.

“Take a wild guess.” Tamara said teasingly.

Vanessa began to blush. She may have more self-control than her girlfriends but she was still very much a nympho herself and she could not deny how hypnotizingly fuckable her boss was. 

“Well…Why not just be upfront with that?” Vanessa asked. 

“That’s the nature of the game, dear.” Tamara explained. “Spontaneity. A sexfight could happen anywhere at any time. It can even start out as just girls having fun before turning to heated, sweaty grinding in the blink of an eye. I’m here to test not just your physical but reactionary and mental fortitude in the game.”

“I see…” Vanessa said. “I think I understand.”

“You caught me red-handed, hun.” Tamara admitted before changing her expression from her usual friendly, sultry grin to a dead serious glare.

“But that doesn’t mean I won’t come down on you like the wrath of God when it’s your turn…regardless of whether or not you’re ready…” Tamara said in a totally different voice.

Her typical easy-going, sultry tones were replaced with a cold, powerful and silky smooth feminine baritone to match her spine-tingling glare and predatory look in her eyes. The look and sound combined would be enough to make any nympho cream her panties in pure carnal terror. Vanessa’s eyes went wide and she had to stop her teeth from chattering as it felt like Tamara’s bone-chilling voice slithered over her like a snake. It was like her cheerful, flirty boss was possessed by a sex demoness just now. Vanessa shook it off and got serious again, knowing that she should not show any fear and that this was a part of her test. She took a deep breath. 

“I’ll be ready.” Vanessa said firmly. “Whenever and wherever you decide it needs to be done…I didn’t become leader of this squad for nothing…I will not falter!”

In the blink of an eye, Tamara switched right back to her old self.

“I look forward to it.” She said with her usual sweet tone and infectious smile. “And do try to enjoy yourself, dearie. You could use some loosening up.”

Vanessa could usually read people like books. It’s a part of being a cop. However, Tamara was a complete anomaly. Holly and Nicole and especially Ben would probably get nightmares if they saw the bubbly, black beauty like that just now. Jasmine would probably be able to handle it, though. 

“Now, I hope you don’t mind if I get settled in a little.” Tamara requested.

“You’re the guest, ma’am.” Vanessa said. “Go right ahead.”

“Why, thank you, sweetie.” Tamara said.

This was going to be an interesting week, no doubt about that…Let the exams begin.

*****

Part 2

A day had passed since Tamara had invited herself into the team’s vacation but she has quickly proven to be a welcome and gracious guest. Absolutely no one in the penthouse would dare object to another gorgeous, busty woman wanting to stay there. After seeing her fuck Nicole, Vanessa had a very hard time sleeping with Tamara in the same bed. She was tempted to pounce on her herself but she decided to stick to her original plan of preparing herself for the ebony beauty’s own exam for her. Jasmine has also finally recovered from the hangover brought on by her 12 hour bout with Sabrina and she and Tamara had been conversing well into the afternoon, laying on Jasmine and Ben’s bed together like teenage girls at a sleepover. Ben decided to give them some privacy for their girl talk, despite his temptation to listen in. Jasmine had told her all about her match with her nemesis and how frustrated she was at it being inconclusive and repeatedly ending in draws no matter how many times they went at it.

“And that’s when Nessa came to pick me up and told me how much time had passed.” Jasmine said, finishing her story. 

“Now that was quite a story.” Tamara said.

“Glad you found it entertaining, ma’am.” Jasmine said. “But as much as I enjoyed the fight, it was a little embarrassing for me.”

“I understand, hun.” Tamara said, stroking Jasmine’s black hair. “You and her are bonded by sexual hatred. Not being able to outfuck her will always sting but if it makes you feel any better, she must be feeling this same frustration at not being able to outfuck you too.”

“It does a little.” Jasmine said. 

“And on top of that, she was probably just as hung over and miserable as you were yesterday.” Tamara added.

“That does put a smile on my face.” Jasmine said.

“And don’t worry, dear.” Tamara said. “Sexual intoxication happens, especially when fighting someone you are truly motivated to fight. The symptoms will get easier each time and eventually, you will be totally immune to it.”

“If only alcoholic intoxication worked like that.” Jasmine joked. “You sound like you’re speaking from experience, ma’am.”

Tamara smiled confirmingly.

“Holy shit…” Jasmine said. “What kind of nympho would be able to bring you of all people to those levels?”

“A girl’s gotta have some secrets, Jazz.” Tamara said.

“Well, what should I do with Sabrina?” Jasmine asked. “What if our next match ends the same way with us just tying over and over again? And what if every match after that just keeps repeating?” 

“Honestly, honey, I don’t know.” Tamara admitted. “That’s the tricky thing about the game. It can be very unpredictable. You can plan it out as much as you want but once you’re actually there and in the moment of the fight, things can change in the blink of an eye.”

“Oh.” Jasmine said sadly. “Well, do you at least have a guess? Anything?”

“Well…” Tamara said. “I’m just spitballing here but if I were to guess, your state of mind might have made a big difference.”

“What do you mean?” Jasmine asked.

“You see…” Tamara began. “In your first match, you were fighting for revenge. In your second match, you were fighting to save someone you loved. And in your third match, you were fighting both for revenge AND to save people you loved.”

Jasmine listened, beginning to see where her Chief was going with this.

“In your fourth match, you did not have the same stakes motivating you.” Tamara explained. “So, perhaps that’s why you didn’t reach a true conclusion. You weren’t fighting for your pride or for your loved ones and Sabrina wasn’t fighting for her pride or to stay out of jail.”

“I think I understand.” Jasmine said. “Still, it’s too risky to apply stakes like that to our next match. I can’t do that just to get one over on her.”

“I never said that, sweetie.” Tamara said as they cuddled up. “If you ask me, your best bet is to fight her without any stakes whatsoever.”

“What?” Jasmine said. “But you just said that the stakes made me fight harder.”

“Yes.” Tamara said. “But in your last match, you were concerned about taking too long and driving up the bill. It clouded your mind with anxiety and distracted you. You see what I’m getting at?”

“I think so.” Jasmine said.

“Here is what you should do or at least try.” Tamara said. “You and her should fight without any distractions and without any worries about silly things like money. No time limits, nothing. Just you and her and all the time in the world to fuck each other’s brains out. You may not have the same motivation as your first three matches but it will undoubtedly be an improvement.”

“That sounds like the best course of action for round five.” Jasmine said. “And to be honest, as Nessa was driving me home, I suggested that we do something exactly like you described for our next rematch.”

“Oh?” Tamara asked with sultry curiosity.

“Yes.” Jasmine confirmed. “I was piss-ass cum drunk when I said that but I meant it and she’s just as interested too. Our last matches all had some kind of stakes. First was me trying to keep myself and Nikki out of jail, second was maintaining my alpha status with Hol and Nikki watching and third was trying not to look bad in front of my Husband.”

“I see.” Tamara said.

“And you saw what the third match led to between all of us.” Jasmine said with a bit of shame. “I want us to fuck each other no strings attached and with no worries like you said.”

“That’s a good way of settling it.” Tamara said. “Isn’t her birthday coming up pretty soon?” 

“Yeah, I think it is!” Jasmine said with some excitement. “That would be perfect! I’ll have to find someway to keep the others out of the house while we do our thing but I’ll give her a birthday to remember!”

Vanessa’s birthday was indeed in a couple of months. She’ll be 29, making her the second oldest in the house not including Tamara. Ben turned 29 on the day Jasmine and Vanessa fought for his viewing pleasure. Jasmine came after Vanessa in age, making her the middle person in the house, followed by Nicole and Holly being the youngest. 

“Thank you so much, ma’am!” Jasmine said, hugging her superior, gently pressing their tits together.

“I’m sure you and her would’ve thought of it anyway, Jazz.” Tamara said, hugging back.

“And honestly…” Jasmine said as she pulled away in a more serious tone. “There is something else I should thank you for.”

“And what is that, dear?” Tamara asked.

“When the old Chief retired, we were all worried his replacement wouldn’t like the idea of two ex-crooks being on the force.” Jasmine said. “But you not only were okay with that, you’ve also embraced me and Nikki as a part of the team. Thank you, ma’am.”

“It’s no trouble at all, sweetie.” Tamara said, stroking Jasmine’s arm. “Like I told your fearless leader, you and Nikki were both victims above all else. More importantly, we wouldn’t have found the ring leader of those heists without you, as Sabrina operated under our noses the entire time.”

“Thanks.” Jasmine said. 

“Besides, you did what you did to help your handsome man.” Tamara said. “Speaking of which, if I was to be so bold, there is another way you can thank me.”

“And what would that be?” Jasmine asked somewhat apprehensively.

“Easy, babe.” Tamara said. “I wouldn’t ask you to give me special treatment just because I’m your boss or because you feel like you owe me. I know the rules around here. No actual penetrative sex with him…unless I am able to dethrone the clit queen just once. I know I’m not technically part of 732 but…Both the game and the prize sound like too much to resist.”

“Well, I guess I do owe you.” Jasmine said flirtatiously.

“Don’t think of it that way, dear.” Tamara said. “Think of it this way. You’re going to need plenty of practice for your upcoming rematches with your two greatest rivals.”

“That is true.” Jasmine said. “Alright then, boss. Game on. If you win, my man’s dick is all yours.”

“Splendid.” Tamara said. “However, I wouldn’t ask you to take this risk for nothing in return, hun. What do you want if you win? Anything. You name it.”

“That’s awfully generous of you, miss.” Jasmine said. “I’m tempted to ask for a raise but that would be a bit too nepotistic. How about…If I win, I get to have you to myself for the rest of the day and night!”

“Sounds fair.” Tamara said. “It’s settled. I’m wagering my own hot body against your Husband’s hot body. I’m sure he won’t mind.”

“He’s on you like white on rice, ma’am.” Jasmine said. “Of course he won’t. Just one more thing.”

“Hm?“ Tamara asked.

“If you win…I want to watch you and him.” Jasmine said.

“I don’t mean to kinkshame but I didn’t think you were into that kind of thing, hun.” Tamara said.

“Honestly, the idea is becoming more and more hot to me.” Jasmine said.

“Alright then, deal.” Tamara said. “Anything else?”

“I’m ready if you are.” Jasmine said.

“Always ready.” Tamara said.

The two climbed up off of the bed and began to slowly and seductively strip. Jasmine could not take her eyes off of her voluptuous boss but Tamata remained cool and focused. God knows how many fights this ebony Goddess has been experienced in her lifetime. The thought of fucking her in the same bed that she and her Husband sleeps in was beyond intoxicating. 

“I hope you’re ready for another hangover tomorrow, hun.” Tamara teased.

“Don’t underestimate your opponent, ma’am.” Jasmine lectured. “Nikki should’ve taught you that yesterday.”

“You know about that?” Tamara asked.

“We tell each other everything in this house.” Jasmine said.

Tamara remembered how surprisingly formidable Nicole was despite Tamara’s original misconceptions. She would not make the same mistakes here, especially when facing the strongest of all the girls. The two busty beauties finished stripping and for a few moments, just ogled each other’s hot bodies. Tamara saw the younger woman nearly salivating at her H-cup breasts and decided to throw her a bone. 

“Would you like to touch them, dear?” Tamara asked.

“Yes!” Jasmine answered excitedly less than a second after Tamara finished her sentence.

“Your man got to fondle them, it’s only fair.” Tamara said flirtatiously. 

The horny raven reached forward before stopping suddenly and instead grabbing Tamara by the waist and tossing her into bed, making her yelp in surprise.

“I wasn’t born yesterday, ma’am.” Jasmine said. “Besides, what’s the point of that when we’re about to do the same thing to each other?”

“Very good, Jazz.” Tamara said. “Now let’s see you get to the meat of your exam.”

Jasmine grinned with anticipation as she crawled onto her bed towards the perfect picture of sexuality right before her. Wasting no time, Jasmine dove on top of Tamara, their enormous tits immediately mushrooming together as they bearhugged each other. Tamara brought her tongue out of her mouth to play and Jasmine quickly brought her lips onto it, sucking it nice and hard. 

“Mmmmmm…” Tamara moaned as Jasmine serviced her.

The older raven then slipped her tongue straight into Jasmine’s mouth, initiating a passionate, lustful make out session. It was at this point that Jasmine decided it was best to stop enjoying it and start getting serious in the match but…Tamara was such an amazing kisser. She felt her boss’s tongue explore all over the insides of her mouth as Tamara’s hands reached back to pull and play with the younger girl’s thick, black tresses. Every cell in her body was telling her to stop resisting and let this flawless beauty ravish her in any way she pleased…No! She would not give into this blatant attempt at seduction. 

Jasmine snapped out of her sexual haze and then forced all of her weight onto Tamara as they still kissed, now on top of the older raven on the bed. Jasmine pried her boss’s fine, chocolate colored legs open with her own and she quickly took advantage of the opening to bring their burning, slutty pussies together for the first time and nowhere near the last. They broke their passionate kiss as the lower lips came together.

“Ohhhh!” Jasmine cried.

“Ooooohhh…” Tamara cooed.

The younger raven then buried her face in the ebony babe’s H-cups, rubbing her face in as she motorboated her boss, making her giggle.

“That tickles!” Tamara protested as she pulled Jasmine’s hair.

“So soft, squishy, creamy and smooth…” Jasmine said, bewildered. “Your tits are out of this world!”

“What did you expect?” Tamara asked rhetorically. 

Jasmine grinned deviously and then dove back down to gnaw on the older raven’s sharpened, brown nipples.

“Agh!” Tamara yelped in surprise as her subordinate ground her teeth against her milk bud. “Oh, you want to chew nipples, do you?”

Tamara then reached for Jasmine’s own G-cup breasts and grabbed her right tit while the younger nyphoed teethed on Tamara’s right. The ebony beauty pulled the breast to her mouth and began reciprocating. The two feisty sexual warriors nibbled on each other’s sensitive buds for a while until they both pulled back, deciding to give their poor nipples a break for now. Jasmine then pounced on top of Tamara again and immediately brought their juicy pussies back together before once again sealing off their mouths. Jasmine’s tongue shot straight into the older raven’s slutty throat and wrestled its counterpart passionately and lustfully. The white girl’s G-cups pressed into the black woman’s H-cups beautifully as they made out. They felt their lower lips kissing as well, sending brief but powerful shock waves of pleasure throughout both of their hot bodies. Soon, both of their clits came out of their hoods to join in the festivities and they immediately joined in the fusion of succulent female flesh. Oh, and what a delicious fusion it was. 

“Mmmmmm!!” They both moaned, muffled by their respective opponent’s tongue.

The pleasure was overwhelming but it did not change the fact that Jasmine had the more advantageous position. She pushed as much of her weight against Tamara as she possibly could, wanting to give her no chance of escape from her sexual onslaught as she dominantly tribbed her. She would flex her pelvis, thereby shaking her bubbly ass as the fluid, sensual motion helped her grind into the other raven harder and more aggressively as they continued to kiss. She could tell from Tamara’s movements and from her kissing that her orgasm was on the way. She was genuinely and pleasantly surprised that would draw first blood but she did not falter and pressed her advantage. Jasmine used her legs to hold Tamara’s legs in place, making her pussy as wide and vulnerable as possible before she sank her own red, ripe cunt further in than before. The younger raven then flexed and tribbed with everything she had, putting a great deal of strain on herself to fuck the older raven. It quickly proved to be very effective as Tamara was just about to cum. Jasmine broke the kiss, releasing the chief’s mouth as her climax crashed into her brutally.

“OHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!” Tamara shrieked as she came, blasting her fluids straight up her subordinate’s vaginal canal, making her moan lightly.

Tamara laid there hyperventilating, her long, thick, sweat-matted hair fanning out on the bed and pillows behind her as her large breasts lightly jiggled with each inhale and exhale. Jasmine was quite proud of herself as any woman in her position would be. 

“Wow…” Jasmine said. “That was incredible. I can’t believe I made you cum first.”

“You were very impressive, dearie.” Tamara said. “Just don’t let it go to your head.”

Before Jasmine could respond, Tamara got up and pounced on her, throwing her back first onto the opposite end of the bed, her hair falling off the edge. Tamara then pried the younger nympho’s legs open and in the blink of an eye, she sank her mouth and tongue straight into Jasmine’s crotch, lapping all over her wet, swollen with arousal pussy. 

“Ohhhhh!” Jasmine moaned as her boss ate her out. “You fucking bitch!”

Tamara’s tongue felt like an electric baton being fired off inside of her. The pleasure was just out of this world. Jasmine reached down to grab hold of Tamara’s luscious hair as she continued her feast. It was almost as if Tamara’s tongue had a mind of its own, knowing exactly where to lick and just how much pressure to apply. Jasmine has never been licked like this before, not even by Sabrina, La Rubia or La Morena. Tamara reached above her head to squeeze and fondle her subordinate’s lovely tits, pinching and poking her nipples while her cunnilingus assault wasn’t even slowing down. Once again, Jasmine’s clit began to show itself and Tamara did not hesitate to get to work on it. The ebony beauty slowly and sensually licked from the very bottom of Jasmine’s labia up towards her pulsating, pink pleasure bud and gave it a big, wet kiss, trapping it in between her full, luscious lips so that her tongue could prod, jab, lick and swipe at it to her heart’s content.

“Ahhhhh!!” Jasmine groaned as she was orally assaulted.

She now held Tamara’s hair with both hands, the pleasure was so overwhelming. She wrapped both legs around her boss’s head, feeling the sweaty hair brush against her smooth, creamy legs as she was still being tongue fucked. All of this in addition to the pleasure she got from tribbing Tamara to orgasm just minutes ago was proving to be absolutely devastating. The helpless younger raven was already feeling her own climax closing in on her at breakneck speeds. And then it finally happened.

“Agh! Ugh! FUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCKKKKKKK!!!!” Jasmine screamed as she came violently.

Tamara tried to swallow up all of the flooding fluids but much of it was bursting out like a busted dam. Her face and hair became totally coated and it began to seep down onto her neck and into her cleavage. By the time it was over, Tamara looked like she took a fire hydrant straight to the face and Jasmine was on the verge of fainting. That kind of powerful orgasm was usually something she’d expect from one of her more heated matches with Sabrina, not a more relaxed match like this. She could not believe a woman like Tamara could exist. She still laid in that awkward position on the opposite end of the bed, her tits jiggling like gelatin as she huffed and puffed in post-orgasmic exhaustion and her sweat-drenched black hair still hung over the edge of the bed. 

“Are you okay, dear?” Tamara asked with a slight giggle. “I’m sorry, Jazz. I didn’t think I should hold anything back against you, of all the girls.”

“Jesus…fucking…Christ…” Jasmine cursed through her heavy breathing. “Ma’am…Where have you been all my life?”

“Women like me are far more common than you’d think, hun.” Tamara said with another light giggle. “Would you like to continue?”

“Of course!” Jasmine said as she finally began to regain her energy. “And even if I end up losing, I’m not gonna stop until I make you cum just as hard as I just did at least once!”

“Your determination is admirable, sweetie.” Tamara said. “But I hope you can put your money where your mouth is.”

Tamara shot her subordinate a look that said “Come and get me, if you think you can.” Jasmine shot her a look that said “I thought you’d never ask.”

The younger nympho gently pushed her Chief down onto the bed again and pried her legs open, revealing her sweet, beautiful black twat. As tempted as Jasmine was to just admire the sight of Tamara’s pudenda, she had a job to do. She sank her face down into the older raven’s lower lips, flipped her matted hair out of the way before Tamara reached down to hold it for her and then mercilessly smashed her face, lips, mouth and especially her tongue right into her meal.

“Agh!” Tamara grunted. “That’s right, you little cunt-licking slut! Go ahead and try!”

Jasmine did not need to be told twice. She originally considered just copying the exact same oral technique that Tamara had just used on her but she knew better than that. A nympho of Tamara’s caliber could handle her own style easily. Jasmine needed to think on her feet, or rather her tongue to really make her voluptuous boss scream like a little whore. Since Tamara started out slow, Jasmine did the opposite and quickly dragged her tongue all over the place, leaving Tamara no time to brace herself for the next part that her opponent’s tongue would explore. 

“Ugh!” Tamara grunted. “Not bad but you’ll have to do better than that, dearie.”

Jasmine loudly and audibly slurped and slobbered into the labia, wanting Tamara to hear just how much she was enjoying this. She made no attempt whatsoever to control her drool, allowing it to mix in with her boss’s fluids as she feasted. Still, this wasn’t enough. Tamara’s clit began to show itself and this was just the opportunity that Jasmine needed. Like Tamara had done to her, Jasmine slowly licked all the way up from the bottom of the older nympho’s labia to the top before slamming her lips into the little black clit.

“Ahhhh…” Tamara moaned. “That’s a good girl, Jazz. Keep it up.”

Jasmine did as she was told. She used her tongue and her lips to completely surround the helpless little bud in a non-stop assault of oral pleasure from every conceivable direction. She felt Tamara’s movements change, showing that what she was doing was indeed having an effect. The older raven wrapped her legs around her subordinate’s head and now used both hands to pull at Jasmine’s hair. Still, Jasmine did not want to leave anything to chance. She wanted to dish out that same pleasure on Tamara and she would stop at nothing to do exactly that. She brought her fingers into the mix in order to maximize the power of her cunnilingus. 

“Shit!” Tamara said. “You clever little cunt!”

Jasmine knifed her hand and fingers into the lower part of Tamara’s labia, using different gestures and combinations of fingers to give her opponent no room to brace herself for it. She heard Tamara’s sexy voice panting and moaning like she was giving birth but Jasmine did not want to give her any chance of not cumming the way she wanted her to. She would show absolutely no mercy. The younger raven then brought her other hand into it and began doing the same thing with it. 

“Ahhhhh!!” Tamara cried. 

There was now not a single visible inch of Tamara’s cunt that was not being assaulted by Jasmine’s mouth or hands. Jasmine could not possibly do anymore than this if she wanted to. She was unleashing all of her weapons of sex on her boss and she just hoped it would work out in the end. Tamara was over the moon with pleasure as her subordinate tongue and finger fucked her from every possiblr angle. She was quite proud of her. She soon felt her orgasm coming on and simply could not hold it back anymore.

“Fuck! Fuck! GOOOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDD!!!!!!” Tamara shrieked as she came.

And to Jasmine’s eternal elation and pride, her opponent’s orgasm was indeed every bit as powerful and overwhelming as the one her boss had dished out on her. Tamara came like a fire hose, completely splattering all over Jasmine’s face, seeping into her hair and swimming down into her cleavage and all over her hot body. Jasmine was just as soaked as Tamara was now. Both hyperventilating beauties cuddled up with each other, feeling each other’s wet skin on theirs as they caught their breath.

“That was…amazing, Jazz.” Tamara said through her panting. 

“Good because it wasn’t easy.” Jasmine said.

The two just relaxed for a bit as Tamara ran her fingers through Jasmine’s cum and sweat-soaked black locks.

“You have certainly lived up to my expectations.” Tamara said as she now caught her breath. “But this is not over yet by any means.”

Jasmine’s heart skipped a beat as she heard that. Honestly, she was exhausted and was hoping that Tamara would just want to call it a draw but that wasn’t going to happen. Not even close. Tamara got up and laid Jasmine down on the pillows before sinking her pussy down on top of that of the younger nympho. 

“Ahhhhh…” Jasmine moaned weakly as she felt their lower lips come together.

This was it. Jasmine knew that if she came one more time, that would be the end of the match. She could not possibly handle anymore. Jasmine was very much a powerhouse of sex herself but Tamara was something else entirely and she was just far too winded to fight back in any meaningful way. Tamara knew this herself and took it nice and slow. She would grind into her subordinate both gently but devastatingly and listen to her moan in helplessness. Tamara lowered her face down and kissed Jasmine lovingly. The younger raven’s post-orgasmic, euphoric exhaustion combined with her boss’s hypnotic, gentle kissing was beyond heavenly. Tamara then wrapped her arms around Jasmine’s back and hugged their tits together as they compressed against each other once again, pink and brown nipples lightly penetrating the other’s areolas.

Jasmine had never once faced an opponent quite like Tamara before. How she combined gentle seduction with powerful sexuality was just incredible. Every cell in Jasmine’s body was telling her to give in and let this perfect embodiment of sensual perfection toy with her as she pleased. At this point, she was just too tired to resist. She now realized that this was what Tamara wanted. She used Jasmine’s own pride against her. She made the younger raven explode in pleasure and she knew it would make her want to reciprocate that exact same feeling. However, Jasmine doing that so soon after such an overwhelming climax only served to exhaust her further and make this match an easy finish for the ebony babe. Tamara was truly a sexfighting genius. She could probably teach an entire class about the subject. Jasmine began to feel yet another orgasm beginning to rear its ugly head and with that, she knew that this fight was as good as over, if it could even be called a fight at all.

“Oh, Chief! God! Fuck! Ohhhhhhhhh….” Jasmine cried as her orgasm hit her.

Tamara cooed as she felt Jasmine shoot her hot liquids straight up through her inner walls before the two collapsed into each other, cuddling once again. Jasmine soon passed out but unlike her other losses, this one felt natural and soothing as she drifted off. About two hours later, Jasmine began to stir, still in her naked boss’s arms. She looked up and saw the ebony beauty smiling down at her lovingly.

“I lost.” Jasmine said with disappointment.

“Don’t be sad, honey.” Tamara said as she stroked her hair. “You did an amazing job. I haven’t had a match that good in years.”

“Really?” Jasmine asked.

“Absolutely.” Tamara confirmed. “I’d give you a perfect A+, in fact.”

“Wow.” Jasmine said. “Thanks.”

Despite that reassurance, Jasmine was still a bit dejected. She was the strongest of all the girls and Tamara still crushed her in only two orgasms. She knew that Tamara was extraordinarily strong but still, she had to improve herself if she was going to defeat Sabrina and more importantly, face Las Brujas again.

“I hope to make Sabrina cum like that next time.” Jasmine announced.

“I’m sure you will.” Tamara said. 

“And you again sometime, ma’am.” Jasmine added.

“Easy, hun.” Tamara said. “I think you have enough rematches lined up for now, you insatiable nymphomaniac.”

“I guess you’re right.” Jasmine said.

“Also…Remember our deal.” Tamara said.

“Oh, that’s right.” Jasmine said. “Yeah. Your pussy kicked my pussy fair and square. You get to fuck my Husband…but remember, I still get to watch.”

“I wouldn’t want you to miss it.” Tamara said. 

Jasmine thought the idea of that would emotionally cripple her but honestly, the thought of it excited her deeply. 

“Also…” Jasmine said. “Just to clarify, you can fuck Ben as much as you want after this too. You don’t have to beat me again, although I certainly wouldn’t mind if you still wanted to.”

“You’re so generous, dear.” Tamara said. “But I’ll still do it the old fashioned way. It would just be rude to fuck another woman’s man without at least fuckng her first.”

“Such a classy lady.” Jasmine joked. 

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door and Ben came in. Seeing his Wife naked in bed with Tamara was a very welcome sight.

“Well now…” Ben said. “Looks like I missed something amazing.”

“You sure did, honey.” Jasmine said. “You missed me losing.”

“What?” Ben asked in shock.

“That’s right.” Jasmine said. “She whipped me like a common whore.”

“Wow.” Ben said. “Does that mean…”

“Yes, it does, handsome.” Tamara interrupted. “We both agreed to the terms.”

Ben’s heart rate skyrocketed at that.

“But not now.” Tamara said. “I want to be at 100% when I give you the ride of your life.”

“Okay…” Ben said nervously.

“Don’t be mad if I steal him away from you, Jazz.” Tamara said.

“You can try, ma’am.” Jazz said casually.

Ben was amazed. A few months ago, Jasmine would rip the head off of any woman who would say that. She sure has mellowed out.

“And sorry, honey.” Jasmine said. “We made a mess of the sheets.”

“That’s alright. I’ll change them.” Ben said.

As Ben went near the bed, Jasmine began to whisper in his ear.

“I get to watch when you fuck her.” She whispered. “I want you to make her scream bloody murder.”

Ben nodded in surprise. This week was proving to be a very eventful one.

*****

Part 3

Day four of Tamara’s stay at Task Force 732’s penthouse had arrived. The other girls were just relaxing in the early morning but Holly was hard at work. Normally, she would use the penthouse kitchen but today she requested to have the hotel restaurant’s entire kitchen to herself as it was much larger. The restaurant had to be closed for the day as a result. She was making her special creampie desserts and needed the extra room. She woke up very early in the morning and made about 20 of them so far. The kitchen was rather hot, so Holly wore nothing but an apron that left her backside totally exposed. She was finishing up a creampie as she suddenly heard something from behind her.

“Ah, there you are.” Tamara said. 

Holly turned around, slightly startled.

“Ma’am.” Hollly said. “I didn’t see you there.”

“The others said you’d be down here.” Tamara said.

“I just needed some room to make tonight’s desserts.” Holly said.

“Quite a lot of pies for the six of us, don’t you think?” Tamara asked.

“I guess I did get a little carried away.” Holly said.

Tamara could not stop staring at Holly in that outfit. The feeling was quite mutual as Holly found it impossible not to ogle Tamara’s incredible H cups through her own more modest outfit. Holly would be lying if she said she didn’t still resent Tamara a bit for what she said to Vanessa but she also found it difficult to stay mad at someone as hot as her boss. 

“That’s quite the getup for cooking.” Tamara said.

“It helps make the heat less overpowering.” Holly explained. “And don’t even pretend like you aren’t loving the view.”

“Guilty as charged.” Tamara said, giggling.

Knowing this personification of feminine beauty was ogling her was making her heart race. Holly was strongly tempted to do what Jasmine or Nicole would do in this situation and just pounce on her voluptuous boss right here and now. However, she wanted to be more like her mentor, Vanessa and be cool and collected. So, she tried to focus on making more pies…That was until she felt Tamara’s gentle fingers run through her blonde locks from behind. 

“Haven’t you already made more than enough of them, dearie?” Tamara asked, whispering in Holly’s ear.

“I like to cook, ma’am.” Holly said through heavy blushing. “It relaxes me.”

“I can think of much better relaxation methods.” Tamara suggested.

Holly would not budge. She just ignored her and continued. 

“Is there something wrong, honey?” Tamara asked.

“Ma’am…” Holly began with a light sigh. “I know we’ve been over this already but I cannot stress enough how wrong you were about Nessa.”

“Oh?” Tamara asked, still playing with Holly’s hair. 

“Yes.” Holly answered. “I know the whole thing was a mess and we all fucked up big time but she is a great leader and an amazing woman all around.”

“You certainly are very loyal to her.” Tamara commented.

“We all are.” Holly said. “But me especially. When I first joined the force, or rather when my parents made me join, I was just a spoiled little brat with a chip on her shoulder and I thought Vanessa was just some uptight, humorless busybody. Then…Well, you know what happened next.”

“I do, indeed.” Tamara said. “As I’ve said, the loyalty that you and your teammates have towards her is quite commendable and her facing down Las Brujas and even managing to win against them alone in the end was nothing short of incredible.”

“But?” Holly asked.

“But…” Tamara began. “Again, Vanessa also displayed no small amount of unprofessional behavior back then. I understand much of it came from her PTSD and that she more than came through in the end but she still allowed her emotions to get the better of her. Had she kept a cool head all the way through and taken those sicarias down by the book, I would absolutely admit to being wrong and given all of you promotions.”

Holly rolled her eyes downwards in shame. 

“But my earlier statements still ring true.” Tamara said. “She pushed on anyway even after supposedly quitting and saved all of you. For that reason, I am willing to give her another chance to prove me wrong.”

“Can I ask you something?“ Holly asked.

“Go ahead.” Tamara said. 

“What if the worst case scenario happened?” Holly asked. “What if the sicarias won and we failed?”

“That depends.” Tamara said. “If Vanessa still came through but lost the fight, all four of you plus Christina would’ve been hauled off to become prisoners of the cartel.”

The thought of that chilled Holly to the bone.

“And if Vanessa didn’t come through and just moped in her room while Jasmine was fighting a losing battle…” Tamara continued. “You, Nikki, Jazz and Chrissie would still be taken prisoner and Vanessa would be left holding the bag. I would quite frankly have no choice but to fire her for her negligence and she would live in disgrace for the rest of her life.”

That was a terrible thought but Holly understood Tamara’s reasoning and it made perfect sense. Back on that night, when Jasmine came and told her that Vanessa wasn’t coming, Holly actually did think for a bit that Vanessa might have abandoned her and her friends. Luckily, she was proven wrong. A part of her wanted to talk to Vanessa about it but she believed Vanessa when she said that she just had to get her head on straight. Best to leave it in the past. 

“But that’s not what happened, honey.” Tamara reminded her. “You all got your happy ending for now. Best not to dwell on what could have been. Besides, we’re on vacation. Now’s not the time to think about such unpleasant things.”

“Yeah, you’re right.” Holly agreed, beginning to relax.

“However, I do find it quite admirable that you have such a work oriented mindset.” Tamara said.

“Thank you, ma’am.” Holly said as she continued to make another pie. “I hope that will score me some extra points on your test.”

“You knew?” Tamara asked. “Of course you knew. You’re a chip off the old block.”

“However…” Holly said. “Resilience and willpower are also a big part of the game. So, if you want me to make the first move…You’ll have to try harder than this.”

“Oh?” Tamara asked sassily. 

A long, awkward silence followed for about thirty seconds.

“You know, sweetie…” Tamara began with a flirtatious tone. “You’re right. It is awfully hot in this kitchen of yours.”

Tamara then began to strip out of her outfit and quickly became stark nude as she tossed her clothes near Holly, knowing she could see them. Holly’s heart rate began to increase but she stayed firm and focused on her baking. 

“Ahhh, that’s better.” Tamara said with a moan. “Gotta let the girls breathe in here.”

Holly was incredibly tempted to just turn around and get a good look at her voluptuous and gloriously naked boss’s smooth, chocolate colored skin but she shook it off and turned her attention back to the pie she was making. Tamara knew she was making it hard on the poor girl but had absolutely zero intention of showing any mercy. But what else could she do to tease the hot and bothered little blonde? 

“You know, it’s a shame all these excess pies will have to go to waste.” Tamara commented.

“We can eat them all slowly over the days.” Holly suggested. 

“Yes.” Tamara said. “Or we could find a better use for them.”

Holly was actually afraid to ask what she meant by that but she had a pretty good idea. Still, she continued with her baking. A couple minutes later and the 21st pie was now finally finished.

“Done!” Holly announced. 

Before she could turn around, Holly’s face went beet red as it flushed and she felt a soft, creamy coldness smash right into her naked ass. The feeling gave her goosebumps all over her hot, mostly nude body as she felt a hand rubbing the substance into her heart-shaped rear end. Tamara had smacked her subordinate’s behind with one of the creampied and smooshed it into the naked flesh. Holly turned her head around to see Tamara licking the icing from her fingers, smiling arrogantly. Holly’s face was one of pure shock and embarrassment as she blushed, feeling the cream oozing down her legs.

“What’s that look for?” Tamara asked in a mockingly nonchalant tone. “Just my way of lightening the mood after that heavy conversation we had.”

Holly began to calm down before gaining a devious grin. She turned her head back around, grabbed the pie she had just finished making and then turned her body fully around, lightly bouncing the confectionary in her hand.

“If you even thi…” Tamara said before being interrupted by a pie being smashed straight into her lovely face. 

Holly had a big, almost goofy smile on her face as she pressed and rotated the pie around the ebony babe’s face, giggling. She then pulled the pie back, revealing Tanara’s face completely covered with cream and icing. The older nympho had a look in her eyes that said “Oh, you’re so fucking dead.” 

“I was gonna hit you in those big tits of yours.” Holly said. “But then you started talking and the thought of interrupting you in the middle of a sentence was too much to resist.”

“So much for resilience and willpower.” Tamara said as she licked and wiped some of the custard off.

“Hey, I can’t get tested if I don’t eventually give in.” Holly argued.

She then took off her frilly, pink apron and tossed it on the counter behind her, revealing her gorgeous, naked tits.

“Won’t need that old thing anymore.” Holly said.

Just as the feisty blonde turned her head around, Tamara grabbed her by the back of the head and slammed another pie right into her face as payback. Like Holly did to her, Tamara mashed the pie deep into her face and then pushed the tin upwards, creaming Holly’s beautiful blonde locks as she did so before dropping the tin to the floor. Holly spit the cream out of her mouth and lips as she quickly grabbed two more pies and mashed them both into Tamara’s H-cups.

“Ah!” Tamara squealed as the cold icing hardened her nipples and tickled her. 

She glared at Holly.

“You started it.” Holly argued. 

Tamara then grabbed two more pies and proceeded to sandwich Holly’s head with them, rubbing them in, letting the cream swim down her sides before dropping the tins to the floor again. Holly quickly grabbed two more pies herself and retaliated accordingly, sandwiching Tamara’s head in between them as she rubbed them in, also dropping the tins to the floor. After that, the piefight quickly descended into absolute chaos. The two grabbed whatever was in reach and would smash the desserts into whatever flesh was still visible. They would wrestle with each other as they giggled, coating each other with the cream. Eventually, the last of the pies was used up and the two were unrecognizable. Every single inch of their sexy bodies was absolutely coated in the stuff. Their tits, bellies, faces, hair, everything. If it wasn’t for their differing cup sizes, you wouldn’t be able to tell the difference between the two.

The two stopped after they realized that they had no more pies left. They stopped to catch their breath before looking at how ridiculous they both looked and giggling some more. They then cuddled up next to each other and Tamara used her hand to pull Holly’s face towards hers by her chin before giving her a big, passionate kiss. They moaned as their tongues explored each other’s mouths and as they felt their cream-covered breasts come together and their nipples somehow manage to find each other through all the icing.

“Mmmmm…” They both moaned.

They then began to roll around the kitchen floor, making even more of a mess as they never stopped their loving make out session. The cream all over their luscious bodies unavoidably got mixed in with their kissing, which only added to the flavor. After swapping the cream and icing between their mouths and tongues for a little bit, Tamara brought her tongue out of Holly’s mouth only to drag her tongue across Holly’s face to lick the cream off. Holly quickly reciprocated and began licking Tamara’s face clean as well. After their faces became decently visible, they stopped and laughed at each other a little more.

“Well, there goes my pies…” Holly said with a light sigh.

“Sorry, dear but you can just make six more of them.” Tamara said.

“Yeah.” Holly agreed. “We should probably get cleaned up.”

“Yes, we should.” Tamara agreed. 

There was a brief pause between the two before they laughed again and Holly pounced on her boss. They figured that their shared body heat and sweat would melt the stuff off anyway, so why not? They wrestled around for a bit, once again spreading the cream and icing all over their hot bodies on the kitchen floor before Holly ended up on top this time around. She immediately sank into her delicious(in more ways than one) looking boss. She rested her face in Tamara’s pie covered cleavage and began licking it up while more down south, she aligned their pussies and brought them together in a glorious collision of cold pie cream and girl juices. 

“Ohhhh!!” Tamara moaned as she felt the contact.

The cold icing added a new element to the tribbing and gave both nymphos chills. Tamara looked down to see Holly’s pretty, white-covered face buried in her equally white-covered cleavage. In some ways, the girls looked like they both just received the bukkake of their lives, which just made them feel even hotter and sluttier. Their lower lips kissed as Holly came up to have their upper lips join in. Their tongues wrestled once again and their labia fused and their clits quickly came out to play. Tamara decided to kick it up a notch and began to trib into her young subordinate from underneath her. She flexed her pelvis and began humping upwards. Holly had to break the kiss. 

“Agh!” Holly grunted. 

This served as a reminder to Holly that she was being tested and not just having fun. Tamara was so alluring that she couldn’t help but get a little too comfortable. She gained a more serious expression, from what little of her face could still be seen and focused on the match. Tamara gave her a cocky smile as she continued fucking Holly from her inferior position. Holly was surprised that her boss was this skilled. She felt like she was the one being tribbed from a girl on top of her. Holly quickly retaliated and grabbed a hold of Tamara’s creamy, matted locks before bringing her G-cups against the ebony beauty’s H-cups and grinding against her as hard as she could. 

The two quickly began to work up a sweat and as planned, the cream was beginning to melt off and onto the kitchen floor. Holly’s hair bounced and flowed all around as she fucked the older babe, sending cream flying everywhere. Tamara winded her eyes and grit her teeth from the intense pleasure as she felt Holly’s pussy grind into her own. She was impressed with how aggressive and determined Holly had quickly become. Holly held her boss’s arms down and used them as leverage to hold them both still as she fucked her. Their creamy nipples dragged against each other and soon their clits came out of their hoods to join in the fun. 

“Ugh!” Tamara grunted. “That’s it, Holl! Do your worst!”

Holly didn’t have to be told twice. She wrapped her legs around Tamara’s, leaving no possibility for escape. She pulled herself up and was now fucking her oppoment in an L-shaped position. She reached down to grope and paw at the icing-covered H-cups as she humped and fucked with all of her might.

“Ohhhh!!” Tamara cried. 

Like with Nicole, she was genuinely and pleasantly surprised by the 22 year old’s skills. Her cunt felt so amazing on hers and not just because of the pie cream and icing. Holly soon made their clits stab together and with that, Tamara could already feel her orgasm beginning to show itself. Tamara braced herself for the oncoming impact as Holly continued to dominate her. And then finally, it happened.

“Ahhhhhhh!!!!” Tamara shrieked as she came. 

Her fluids flowed straight up into Holly’s own vaginal canal, making the feisty blonde coo with euphoria as her boss’s climax began to settle down. Tamara actually felt quite winded. She was surprised at first but then she remembered something. Nicole and Jasmine were much more laidback about these tests than their partners. Holly was intent on impressing Tamara and she knew that Vanessa would be just as, if not more determined to fuck her with all her power. She planned on quickly turning this fight around but Holly had other plans. Having witnessed Nicole’s match with Tanara, Holly had learned from the redhead’s mistakes and knew not to give her opponent any room to make a comeback. 

Before Tamara could recover and then retaliate, Holly quickly got off of her and then immediately sank her head down towards her boss’s plump, juicy and still cream-filled twat and began lapping at it with everything she had.

“Oh!” Tamara shrieked in surprise. “You ravenous cunt!”

Holly’s tongue audibly and sloppily explored the tasty orifice. The unique flavor of the older nympho’s juices combined with the icing and cream from the pies was beyond exquisite. Tamara reached down to grab hold of Holly’s blonde locks but the cream made it quite difficult for her to get any sort of decent grip. Holly went to town as her tongue snaked all across the Chief’s gorgeous lower lips. She made no attempt whatsoever to control her drool as her spit began to mix with both the cream and Tamara’s succulent secretions. Much of the cream was lapped up by the slutty blonde and Tamara’s beautiful brown cunt soon became fully visible again.

“Agh! Fuck!” Tamara cursed as her subordinate ate her out.

Holly had a firm grip on Tamara’s thighs, making sure that had as little possibility of escaping this delicious onslaught of cunnilingus as possible. So soon after her first climax, Tamara’s clit soon began to show itself once again and Holly immediately pounced on the opportunity she was given. She dragged her tongue from the bottom of Tamara’s pussy upwards in a zigzag motion until she reached the pulsating pleasure bud.

“Uggghhhh!!” Tamara moaned loudly.

Holly sucked and licked at the little brown clit like a lollipop. 

Tamara’s lower body began rocking and jerking around from the sheer pleasure that was experiencing from her subordinate’s mouth, lips and tongue. It was not long until she again felt the familiar internal tremors and electric volts signaling her second climax closing in. Holly could tell and she proceeded to add her teeth into the mix, gently grinding them against the helpless little bud. There was simply no stopping it now.

“Fuck! Fuck! FUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCKKKKKK!!!!” Tamara screamed at the top of her lungs as she came for a second time.

Her orgasmic release burst out of her pussy and all over Holly’s smiling, pie-caked face, washing even more of the cream off. It also seeped down her hair, rinsing some of the cream shampooed into her locks out. Tamara laid on the floor, hyperventilating but Holly still wasn’t done yet. Having spent the last few minutes going down on the older beauty, Holly’s pussy had managed to cool down a decent amount, which made it safe for her to continue tribbing her boss. She climbed on top and positioned herself where she was more or less sitting on top of Tamara’s still ripe and swollen cunt. She sank herself down, forcefully pushing her own twat against the raven’s.

“Ah!” Tamara grunted. She was both impressed and annoyed by Holly’s extreme persistence.

“I know how you work, old lady.” Holly said. “I won’t give you any room for a counterattack! You’re all mine and I’ll keep the pleasure train rolling for as long as I can! So just sit back and let this youthful beauty tend to your needs, grandma!”

“Go ahead and try if you think you can, you little bimbo brat!” Tamara dared.

In response to that challenge, Holly dropped her cunt on top of the older nympho’s, making them both grunt upon the chilling contact as volts of pleasure were zapped through both of their slutty bodies. Holly flexed her pelvis, which in turn helped rub her pussy into Tamara’s. The two cunts were forced against each other as hard as they possibly could and it was beyond euphoric. The intoxicating feeling of skin and fluids coalescing together was simply overwhelming. All the physical activity and shared body heat was starting to show as the cream all over them began to melt and become more runny and less puffy. It almost looked as if they were both covered entirely in sunscreen. Holly reached towards Tamara’s arms and yanked them both upwards, causing their fused pussies to grind together even harder than before.

“Aghhh!” They both grunted.

Their faces began to visibly blush. Neither of them were sure if it was the pleasure, the awkward position or most likely, a combination of the two. 

“Is that…Ugh!…All you’ve got, little girl?!” Tamara mocked.

“You wish! Agh!” Holly shot back.

They both increased the speed and intensity of their humping but it was clear as day that Holly had the superior position between the two. Tamara herself knew this and she also knew that it was only a matter of time until she would reach her third orgasm of the match. That being said, she would fight back and dish out as much pleasure on her younger opponent as she could before her inevitable climax. Speaking of which, she soon began to feel said climax approaching, which only increased its speed when Holly joined her clit to the ebony cougar’s. 

“Agh!” Tamara grunted.

“That’s right!” Holly teased. “Just let it happen!”

Tamara didn’t have much choice in that regard as she moaned louder and louder with each rocking motion of Holly’s tribbing until finally she could handle it no more.

“Ahhhhhh!!!” Tamara screamed as she unleashed orgasm number three all up inside of Holly.

Holly moaned lightly as she felt her boss’s fluids once again travel up inside her, before she finally fell off of Tamara. As the two laid there, huffing and puffing, Holly realized that she had to give herself a break. That position just now was very physically exerting and the deep vaginal contact was excruciatingly pleasurable. She could not make the mistakes that Nicole and Sabrina had made in their various matches with Jasmine and overwork herself. However, she did not have many options left, as she soon realized that Tamara was already recovering from three orgasms in a row. Just what was this woman made of?

“I hope that’s not all you have, dearie.” Tamara said in her usual sweet voice.

Holly’s eyes were visibly stunned that Tamara could handle such an intense barrage of overwhelming pleasure that would have most women on the verge of passing out. A part of her was even beginning to panic a little but she had to push forward.

“Not even close.” Holly replied as she caught her breath.

She summoned all of the strength that she had left and once again pounced on Tamara. Her face was now right in front of her boss’s enormous right breast. She quickly did what any nympho in her place would do and began suckling on Tamara’s sharpened, dark brown nipples. She then began relentlessly fingering Tamara’s sweet, juicy twat at the same time. 

“Oh!” Tamara cried. “That’s it, baby! Give me all you’ve got!”

Tamara grabbed as tight as she could on Holly’s cream-covered blonde locks as her younger opponent serviced her. Her tongue swirled all around Tamara’s little brown milk bud, giving her chills but not as much as the fingering did. Holly viciously knifed her hand in and out of her boss’s pussy, soaking it in secretions. Holly even used her thumb to press hard against Tamara’s clit, further adding to the intensity. Tamara was now panting loudly and powerfully. It almost sounded as if she was giving birth. Again, so soon after her previous orgasm, Tamara could feel a fourth one on the way. Like last time, she knew that there was nothing she could do except brace herself for it. So she did.

“AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!” Tamara screamed bloody murder as she came yet again.

The hot raven fell back, once again hyperventilating in post-orgasmic exhaustion as Holly pulled away from her. Holly was more than a little winded herself. She closed her eyes and rested her creamy head on the kitchen floor, breathing heavily open mouthed. Not even thirty seconds later, however, she noticed that Tamara had stopped panting. It couldn’t be…but it was. Tamara had quickly recovered once again and was crawling toward her blonde prey.

“What…the fuck…are you?” Holly asked through her own panting.

“You’re about to find out.” Tamara answered smugly.

She descended upon her younger opponent and pried her legs open, despite Holly’s resistance. She then brought her own pussy in and rubbed fiercely into the poor girl, showing her no mercy.

“Aghhhhh!! Fuck!” Holly cursed.

She was far too tired to put up much of a fight. It was at this point that Holly realized how truly and hopelessly outclassed she was. Sexfighting may as well have been Tamara’s superpower. If not that, then her endurance, arguably the most important aspect of the game, was practically superhuman in its own right. She felt Tamara’s lower lips and clit fuse into hers and the pleasure was so overwhelming that Holly soon became too tired to even show much vocal reactions anymore. She would wince her eyes and grit her teeth but her moaning and grunting became quieter and quieter. She cursed herself for doing exactly what she had feared before. Overexerting herself and not letting up, practically doing her opponent’s job for her.

In less than a minute, she already began to feel her climax, her first and likely only climax of the whole match rearing its ugly head. There was no doubt about it. This one orgasm would be enough to end the entire fight. Perhaps if Holly hadn’t exhausted herself at the start, she would have at least been able to take one or two more. Regardless, she learned her lesson. The number of the orgasms pales in importance to the power of the orgasms. Quality over quantity, so to speak. At this point, she knew resisting was pointless and just allowed Tamara to have her way with her as she pleased. Tamara would pull back, holding Holly’s legs in the air as leverage and then slam her cunt back into Holly’s. An exerting but devastating tactic. One. Two. Three. Four. Five. It all became blurry to Holly.

“Uhhhhhh…” Holly quietly moaned as she came and quickly passed out.

Sometime later, Holly woke up to see Tamara cuddled up next to her. Both were still noticeably covered in cream but the bulk of the stuff had largely melted away by now.

“Ma’am…” Holly said, suppressing a yawn. “I lost…”

“Yes.” Tamara confirmed. “But you did quite well, sweetie. If I were to recommend anything…”

“I know. I know.” Holly interrupted. “Don’t overexert yourself and focus on defense just as much as offense.”

“You nailed it.” Tamara said. “Still, you put up quite a fight. I’d give you a solid A-.”

Holly wished she could be happy with that grade but this loss, combined with her recent loss to La Rubia and La Morena had been disheartening. Not including her friendly matches with Nicole, which she has only won on and off, the last real match she won was against Sabrina’s cousin, Grace, way back when Jasmine was temporarily out of commission. She had to get better and fast.

“Don’t be so glum, dear.” Tamara said, as if reading Holly’s mind. “If Nessa could’ve seen that, she’d be very proud of you.”

“Really?” Holly asked with genuine emotion.

“Absolutely.” Tamara answered. “You’ve come a very long way. Now, why don’t we both get cleaned up?”

The two helped each other up and as Tamara walked toward the exit, she noticed Holly walking in the opposite direction.

“Holl?” She asked.

“We shouldn’t track this stuff all over the place.” Holly said as she walked towards the kitchen sink and pulled out the nozzle hose. “Besides, somebody could see us. My family has a rep to uphold.”

“Good point.” Tamara agreed as she joined Holly.

The two then used the faucet to spray the pie cream off of each other, giggling as they had a little water fight. Soon, the two were finally completely clean as they had to use dish towels to dry off. Holly noticed that the whole kitchen was a mess and grabbed a few paper towels and a bottle of cleaning solution.

“You’re not going to leave that to the help?” Tamara asked.

“No.” Holly answered firmly. “My mess, my responsibility. Besides, I’d rather not have to explain that I got into a messy, creamy sexfight with my boss here.”

Tamara laughed before grabbing her own paper towels and cleaning solution.

“Well, I started this, so I owe you this much.” Tamara said as she helped Holly clean. 

It took about twenty minutes but the kitchen was soon spic and span. The two nymphos then got dressed again. They were both about to leave when Holly suddenly stopped.

“Oh!” Holly said. “I almost forgot! I have to make six more pies!”

She then grabbed all the pie tins and began washing them. Tamara was surprised. Vanessa and even Holly herself described Holly as a lazy brat when she first joined the force but this girl in front of her was a borderline workaholic. Vanessa is no doubt proud of how much her protege has grown. Tamara then smiled and left Holly to her work.

*****

Part 4

Another day went by and Vanessa could not help but notice that Tamara was quite clearly saving her for last. Was Tamara planning on unleashing everything she had on her, like she showed her on the first day with that chilling tone? Or was it just some psychological tactic to freak Vanessa out? Or was it neither? Was Vanessa being last just a coincidence and she was overthinking the whole thing? Regardless, the hot brunette spent most of the day to herself in her room, trying to relax. This took some willpower to do given the sex parade that her home has always been but she did it, nonetheless. She wanted to make Tamara come to her, rather than vice versa. After laying in her bed and staring at the ceiling for she didn’t even know how long, she heard that anticipated knock at her door.

“Come in.” Vanessa said.

As expected, it was Tamara. 

“Nessa, dear.” Tamara said. “Where have you been all day?”

“Just thinking.” Vanessa answered.

“Might I ask what about?” Tamara asked as she laid on the bed with her, resting her head on her hand.

“I know we’re on vacation but I can’t help but still think about Las Brujas and what they’re planning.” Vanessa said. “What do you think they’ll try next, ma’am?”

“That’s very astute of you, hun.” Tamara said. “Honestly, I think they’ll lay low, at least for a little while.”

“Really?” Vanessa asked. “I know that’s what they usually do after close run-ins with the law but they might subvert our expectations this time around. It’s not often that they lose not one, but two major sicarias.”

“That’s a good point.” Tamara said. “But either way, it’s best not to stress about it now. That’s what they want us to do.”

“I guess you’re right.” Vanessa said as Tamara began to stroke her brown hair, almost making her blush. “Just one thing, ma’am.”

“What’s on your mind, sweetheart?” Tamara asked in her usual sweet tone.

“La Cazadora…She’s all mine.” Vanessa said with the utmost determination.

“Oh?” Tamara asked.

“Yes.” Vanessa said. “That cunt has nearly ruined my career twice now. I’d give anything to make her pay. When we track her down, I’m there. I don’t care if you have someone else in mind for the job. I don’t care if you think I’m too close to this. I don’t care if I’m dying in the hospital. I will take her down and no one will get in my way.”

“You’re dead set on this, aren’t you?” Tamara asked.

“Absolutely.” Vanessa answered.

There was a brief but tense silence. 

“Alright, dear.” Tamara said. “La Cazadora can be yours. I’ll even go out of my way to get you on the case if need be.”

“Thank you, ma’am.” Vanessa said. “Are you sure that won’t be too much trouble?”

“Well…” Tamara said. “Men and women alike have a strong tendency to find me very…persuasive.”

Tamara began to circle her finger around Vanessa’s belly button underneath her top and the usually calm and collected brunette actually started to blush. 

“Just one condition, dear.” Tamara said. “I scratch your back, you’ll scratch mine?”

“I can guess what you have in mind.” Vanessa said.

“No, you little perv, not that.” Tamara teased. “At least not right this very second.”

“What is it, ma’am?” Vanessa asked with genuine curiosity.

“You want La Cazadora….And I want La Malvada herself.” Tamara said. 

“Really?” Vanessa asked, her eyes almost going wide. “I honestly don’t know if we’ll ever find her.”

“We will.” Tamara said. “We found El Chapo. We can find her too.”

“I admire your confidence.” Vanessa said. “If you don’t mind me asking…Why do you in particular want to take La Malvada down?”

“Apart from it being my duty as law enforcement and to keep drugs off the streets of our great nation?” Tamara asked with slight sarcasm. “Well, it goes deeper than that.”

“What do you mean?” Vanessa asked.

“As you are aware, most narcos rely primarily on drugs to get rich but they do much more than that too.” Tamara explained. “Illegal arms deals, smuggling illegal migrants, assassinations, protection rackets…and human trafficking as well.”

“Yes.” Vanessa said with a bit more serious but also sad tone. “Very grim stuff.”

“You’re thinking about Brooke, aren’t you?” Tamara asked with a kind tone.

“Yes.” Vanessa confirmed. “I…I hope we can find her.”

“We’ll do our best.” Tamara said. “Once we get Malvada, I bet she’ll sing like a canary. Those organized crime types will always sell each other out to save their own asses.”

“That makes sense.” Vanessa said. “But you didn’t answer my question.”

“Oh, yes.” Tamara said. “It is one thing in particular that makes me want to take La Malvada down. The way she runs her organization.”

Vanessa looked at her, obviously curious as to what she meant by that.

“La Malvada’s name is Spanish for “The Wicked”.” Tamara said. “It’s not just a play on Las Brujas meaning “The Witches”. It’s a reference to her own ruthlessness and lack of human decency.”

“According to reports and rumors…” Tamara continued. “La Malvada is a nymphomaniac of the highest possible degree. They say that her beauty is almost inhuman, although no one knows for sure what she looks like. Her hair color or length, her cup size, her nipple color, the volume of her ass or even her skin tone.”

“But that’s where the rumors really go nuts.” Tamara continued. “They say that the La Malvada title is passed down to the girl who outfucks the previous leader. That means that the current Malvada fucked her way to the top and has only gotten even hornier as the years went on. They say that La Malvada has a gigantic harem of sex slaves and that she has sex with 20 to 30 women a day to keep her skills sharp.”

“Wow.” Vanessa said, bewildered.

“They say that every second of her freetime is dedicated to sex.” Tamara said. “That she eats, sleeps and breathes sex…They also say that she sees everyone around her, men and especially women, as nothing but tools, toys or objects of pleasure and sexual training. Once she gets bored of her slaves, she sells them off to the highest bidder.”

Vanessa frowned at the thought of that.

“Each and every Bruja is brainwashed and sexually enthralled by La Malvada.” Tamara continued. “They are all absolutely and fanatically loyal to her and none of the ones we’ve captured have ever said a thing about her, no matter what we do.”

“La Cazadora is just as much of a mystery.” Vanessa added. “All we know is that she is Malvada’s top enforcer and the most likely to become the next Malvada.”

“Yes.” Tamara said. “That is why I wish to take Malvada down myself. She is a sociopath who cares for nothing but herself and her own pleasure. She does not treat them with any amount of respect, kindness or appreciation.”

“Sounds like the complete opposite of you.” Vanessa commented.

“Oh, thank you, dear!” Tamara said happily.

The ebony beauty then hugged her brunette subordinate’s face into her cleavage tightly, shocking Vanessa. It was amazing how Tamara could go from serious to her usual cheerful self at the drop of a hat. She lightly smothered Vanessa’s face into her breasts for a little bit before letting her go.

“I’m sure she’s no match for you, ma’am.” Vanessa said.

“That means a lot, sweetie but La Malvada is something else entirely.” Tamara said. “We’ll all have to prepare if we hope to be any match for her and her cronies.”

“Oh, well.” Tamara said. “Enough of this seriousness. Why don’t you join me for a nice, hot shower?”

“I’d love to.” Vanessa said. 

After telling each other of their respective ambitions, the two cop babes decided not to waste anymore time. They both knew what was going to come next. As they entered the penthouse’s rather spacious and multi-nozzle shower, they stripped down and each walked towards opposite nozzles and turned the hot water on. They cooed as they felt the hot water soak them from head to toe, easing their anxieties away and making their hot bodies shine and their long, thick hair nice and matted down to their backs. Vanessa was heavily tempted to turn around and get an eyeful of her voluptuous superior but she resisted her urges. She only hoped that Tamara was having just as much trouble. While they knew what they were there for, neither of them wanted to be the first to break. It was a sexual cold war and both sides must suppress their urges to make the first strike. 

For a few minutes, Vanessa just stood there and washed her hair in nail-biting silence. She wanted to know what Tamara was doing but the embarrassment of the thought of being caught looking kept her grounded. The other girls may be shameless in their lust for the older Goddess but Vanessa wanted to be strong. Still, like any nympho, her sexual thoughts polluted her mind. She flashed back to that soul-sucking kiss that Tamara gave her in her office on the day they first met. She had changed since then but would she really be able to handle revisiting something like that? Suddenly, she felt soft skin come into contact with her own soft skin as Tamara reached in front of her, nearly scaring her to death.

“Sorry, dear.” Tamara said. “Do you mind if I borrow some shampoo?” 

“No.” Vanessa said, trying her best to keep her cool. “Go right ahead.”

Tamara grabbed the bottle and giggled before giving Vanessa’s wet, shapely rear end a nice, audible smack and then walking away. Vanessa’s heart nearly jumped right out of her ample chest and it took everything she had to stop herself from yelping out loud at the sudden sting…Would it really be so bad if she made the first move, she wondered? They both know it has to happen eventually. No! That’s exactly what she wants!…Or maybe this right now is what she wants? To make Vanessa a nervous wreck and so turned on that she’ll be easy pickings when the action starts…Or maybe it’s none of the above and Tamara is just being her usual playful self and Vanessa is just being paranoid? Ugh! Which is it?! Vanessa was a pro and she could usually read people like books but this new Chief was just impossible…

She shook it off. She knew that as a police officer, she had to keep a cool head and assess the situation she was dealing with. Do not panic or over-analyze everything. Sometimes you just have to do what comes naturally. Right now, in fact, she felt like giving Tamara a taste of her own medicine. She grabbed a bar of soap and began nonchalantly washing herself with it, only to have it “accidentally” slip from her hands and just so happen to land within an arm’s reach of the other nympho.

“Oops.” Vanessa said. “Would you mind getting that for me?”

“Of course not.” Tamara said casually. 

The ebony beauty bent over, showing off her thick, fat ass only for her sneaky subordinate to quickly return the favor and give her plump cheeks a good slap.

“Ah!” Tamara yelped.

“An eye for an eye…Or in this case, a hand for a hand.” Vanessa mocked. 

Tamara rubbed her slightly swollen caboose gently while giving the younger slut a sly grin.

“You know I was gonna do that, didn’t you?” Vanessa asked.

“I figured it was only fair.” Tamara said.

An awkward silence followed. Eventually, though, it was broken.

“Oh, hun.” Tamara fretted. “You’re always so tense. Why don’t you come here and get a nice, relaxing massage?”

Vanessa remembered that that was how Tamara started to seduce Nicole a few days back and decided to play along.

“Sure…But only if I get to massage you too.” Vanessa offered flirtatiously.

Tamara’s only reaction was a devious but also impressed grin. Vanessa was encouraged by that and reached out to grab and squeeze the older nympho’s luscious H-cups lovingly.

“Oh!” Tamara cooed.

“I never said what I would be massaging.” Vanessa teased as she continued fondling her boss.

“And neither did I.” Tamara said as she reached behind the brunette and dug her fingers into Vanessa’s big, bubbly butt, making her wince.

Tamara then walked closer towards her cheeky(in more ways that one) subordinate and enclosed her. Their incredible breasts were just inches away from touching and if it wasn’t for Vanessa’s hands in the way, they already would be nipple-to-nipple. Vanessa felt Tamara’s tits push against her palms and her own tits push against the back of her hands. Not a bad feeling. She wasn’t sure how much more of this teasing she could take but she would not break first, no matter what. She saw that Nicole had broken first in her exam and was sure that Jasmine and Holly did as well. She planned on showing her boss why she was the leader. 

Their mouths were also inches away and they could feel their hot breath on each other’s lips. Vanessa wanted more than anything else to slam her tongue straight through those beautiful, full lips but she held on. She could only hope that Tamara was struggling just as much as she was. Tamara then sent shockwaves through the brunette as she quickly licked across Vanessa’s lips, making her blush noticeably. She wasn’t sure why Tamara was making her act like a shy little virgin. If any other bitch did that, Vanessa would hold her down and fuck her into a coma. Still, Vanessa retaliated with her own tongue swipe across her boss’s lips. Tamara barely reacted at all.

“You have such sweet-tasting lips, ma’am.” Vanessa said.

“Strawberry chapstick.” Tamara said.

Not sure what to do next, Vanessa slipped her hands out from under their joined jubblies and reached behind Tamara to grab and squeeze her voluptuous, ebony ass cheeks, just as Tamara was doing to her right now. She saw her boss wince her eyes just slightly from it and was happy about that. She would squeeze and pull the cheeks like they were her toys, pulling one up while pushing the other down. Tamara very lightly moaned at that, apparently not wanting Vanessa to hear before he retaliated and began playing around with Vanessa’s shapely caboose as well. It was then that both cop babes realized something…There was nothing stopping their tits from coming together now. They both grinned in excitement before finally proceeding to do exactly that. Their nipples collided in a glorious joining of female flesh.

“Ugh!” Vanessa groaned.

“Ahhh!” Tamara moaned.

Their pink and dark brown milk buds poked and prodded at each other before soon jointly penetrating the other nympho’s soft areola. It was at this point that Tamara couldn’t take it anymore and brought her mouth on top of Vanessa’s for the first time since their first meeting in her office, which felt like forever ago. The older beauty snaked her tongue into Vanessa’s mouth, who quickly reciprocated with her own tongue. The brunette was thanking God that her opponent broke first, as she was seconds away from breaking herself. However, now comes the really hard part. The actual match itself. She was already feeling the heat as Tamara’s tongue swam throughout the inside of her mouth. She could already tell that Tamara was the best kisser she ever had. Her boss then broke the lustful kiss, leaving a trail of saliva between their two lips, panting.

“I’ve been looking forward to this.” Vanessa said.

“As have I.” Tamara agreed.

“But what I’m especially looking forward to is holding you down and making you scream like the bitch in heat that you are.” Vanessa said confidently.

“Why don’t you go right ahead and try, you little slut?” Tamara dared.

“With pleasure.” Vanessa said.

The brunette then purposefully crashed into the raven and pushed her all the way into the shower wall, rejoining their lips and tongues. Their hands explored all over each other as their nipples and soon enough, their pussies also came together.

“Mmmmmm!!” They both moaned inside their make out session as their lower lips joined in the kissing.

Vanessa flexed her fine ass as she tribbed against her boss with everything she had. Tamara would trib back but being up against the shower wall made it a bit difficult. The water pelted down on both of them, giving them that primal, wet look as they kept grinding. All the teasing and anticipation from earlier both had them boiling on the inside, so it would not be long before the first climax of the night. The only question was who would draw first blood? Tamara tried to escape from her disadvantageous position but Vanessa simply would not let up. She pressed the older nympho against the wall as tight as she possibly could, dominating both her upper and lower lips with her own. Tamara could not believe it but she was actually beginning to feel her orgasm show itself. Judging from Vanessa’s movements and reactions, though, the brunette was not feeling it either. Tamara was baffled that it seemed that her opponent would make her cum first.

Vanessa fucked her boss like a woman possessed, not letting up even for a second. She just kept rubbing and rubbing, not giving Tamara’s pussy any room for escape or recovery. She kept this up until Tamara’s movements signaled her oncoming orgasm, at which point Vanessa really kicked it into high gear. She increased the speed and intensity of her fucking before Tamara could handle it no more and finally released it all.

“Mmmmmmmm!!!” Tamara moaned inside Vanessa’s mouth as she finally creamed all over both of their fused cunts. 

Vanessa then released Tamara and let her fall to her hands and knees, hyperventilating. Vanessa then sat on Tamara’s back, making her fall stomach first onto the shower floor as Vanessa pulled her wet hair with one hand and played with her still swollen and ripe pussy with the other.

“You…fucking…cunt!” Tamara cursed as her H-cups kept her slightly elevated off of the floor.

“Oh, I’m a fucking cunt, alright. I just fucked yours and I’m ready to fuck it again.” Vanessa mocked.

Tamara could not believe the position she was in right now. She knew Vanessa would be the most determined of all the girls but she never could have imagined something like this. Vanessa then laid on top of her blushing, panting boss, pressing her G-cups against Tamara’s back as she put her mouth right next to her ear.

“I hope you’ve got more than that, bitch.” Vanessa teased before quickly licking Tamara’s ear. 

Vanessa then pulled back and yanked on the older woman’s long, raven hair again.

“Agh!” Tamara yelped at the pain. 

Vanessa proceeded to use her legs to pry open Tamara’s from behind before bringing her own twat onto her opponent’s and fucking her doggy style.

“Fuck!” Tamara cursed. “Oh, you really want to go cunt-to-cunt to me, do you?!”

“All day and night, whore!” Vanessa shot back.

The horny brunette showed the ebony beauty no mercy as she fucked her from behind. At this point, the two usually calm and elegant women had been reduced to ravenous animals focused only on fucking their sexual prey. Having already cum so recently, Tamara’s pussy was still burning and horny but Vanessa’s was also high up there due to all that tribbing and still not having cum herself. Nonetheless, she was determined to keep fucking Tamara to the bitter end. She just kept tribbing and tribbing without any signs of slowing down. Tamara could not stop feeling the heat and already, she felt another orgasm beginning to rear its ugly head. Vanessa herself also took notice of this and responded accordingly. She yanked on Tamara’s hair with one hand and pulled on her arm with the other, further pushing their cunts together. Tamara simply could not handle anymore of this.

“Ohhhhhhh!!!” Tamara cried as she came for a second time.

Vanessa cooed as she felt Tamara’s hot fluids against her pussy before finally releasing her boss, who was once again huffing and puffing on the shower floor. She was absolutely. She was now losing 2-0 against her own subordinate. She didn’t know whether she was more frustrated or proud. Vanessa stood over her dominated boss with a sense of pride and even surprise at her own performance. Still, she knew that Tamara had a lot more to offer than this, so she remained vigilant. She walked over towards her and bent down to where their faces were inches apart and their noses just barely touching. 

“I know you can do better than that, old lady.” Vanessa mocked. “You showed me yourself, remember? Or do I need to dominate you some more before you bring out the big guns?”

“No.” Tamara protested. “You couldn’t handle that on the best day of your life.”

“Is that fucking so?!” Vanessa asked angrily. “Well, then I guess I have no choice but to fuck it out of you!”

Vanessa then went back to her previous position and sat on top of Tamara’s toned back once again. However, the instant she laid all of her weight on top of the older nympho, Tamara got up and slammed Vanessa back into the shower floor, now sitting on top of her. Tamara was over a decade older than Vanessa but she’s still got it. The ebony beauty was now sitting on top of the younger cop’s pussy in a reverse cowgirl position as she turned her head and looked down on her with a smug grin.

“This old lady still has some new tricks.” Tamara teased. “Now let’s see how you like getting fucked, little girl!”

Vanessa said nothing but shot her boss a confidant glare that basically said “Do your worst!” Taking it was just as, if not more important than dishing it after all.

Tamara grabbed Vanessa’s right leg and held it up against her chest, letting her shin be swallowed by the soft, supple H-cups as she proceeded to grind into the helpless brunette. 

“Agghh!!” Vanessa groaned loudly.

She watched her opponent’s thick, round, ebony ass flex up and down as she was being tribbed. She tried to reach out and grope those sweet cheeks but she couldn’t reach. Tamara even hopped up and down a little bit to slam back down on top of her subordinate.

“Ugh!” Vanessa grunted again. “Is that all you’ve got?! I’ve been fucked harder in College!”

Vanessa was lying. She felt like her cunt was on fire. Still, a true nympho never shows any weakness unless absolutely necessary. Tamara responded to her taunts by hopping up a little higher and slamming down even harder. Both beauties knew that Vanessa was on the verge of cumming after all the tribbing from a bit ago. The brunette tried to resist it but it was no use. She had to release all this heat sooner or later. She braced herself for the coming impact. And then it finally happened.

“Ohhhhhhhh!!!!” Vanessa shrieked as she came violently, straight up into Tamara’s cunt.

She was left panting on the shower floor, laying down with her wet hair fanning out behind her like a blanket of silk. Tamara was nowhere near done yet, though. She climbed off of Vanessa’s pussy and instead crawled towards it. Vanessa knew what Tamara was about to try but she was far too winded to even attempt to stop it. Tamara slammed her tongue straight into her younger rival’s cunt and snaked it all around.

“Fuck!” Vanessa cursed as she was feasted on. “You cunt-sucking bitch!”

She tried in vain to escape but Tamara’s hungry mouth followed her everywhere, clinging to her like a magnet. She lapped at her subordinate’s lower lips sloppily, allowing her saliva to mix with Vanessa’s juices. The brunette’s clit quickly began to show itself and Tamara wasted no time in orally assaulting it.

“Ahhhh!!” Vanessa cried. “Motherfucker!”

She reached down and began to pull on Tamara’s wet, raven locks in a feeble attempt to get her under control. She licked and poked at the pulsating, pink pleasure bud almost mockingly before enclosing her lips over it fully. Vanessa bit down on her lower lip to try and alleviate the overwhelming pleasure. That was, until Tamara knifed her index and middle finger into the lower half of her cunt. 

“Goooooodddddddd!!!” Vanessa yelled.

It was just way too much. She could already feel another climax on its way and knee that trying to resist it would do nothing but tire her out, so she accepted it. 

“Ugggggggghhhhhhhh!!!!!!” She screamed as she came.

Tamara’s face and hair quickly became coated with the younger girl’s love juices. She smiled as she was sprayed, showing how much fun she was having. Vanessa huffed and puffed in post-orgasmic recovery as Tamara grabbed both of her legs, got up and then slammed her own pussy straight into Vanessa’s.

“Aghhhh!!” Vanessa cried out.

“Not so high and mighty now, are you?” Tamara taunted.

“Go fuck yourself!“ Vanessa cursed.

“Tempting but I think I’d rather fuck you instead.” Tamara mocked.

She rested Vanessa’s ankles on her shoulders as she tribbed her subordinate mercilessly. Vanessa began to despair. In a matter of minutes, her 2-0 lead over Tamara was wiped out and it seemed all but inevitable at this point that she would fall behind. She then snapped out of it, reminding herself that the game isn’t about numerical leads. It’s about fighting to your body’s complete and utter limits. She would face this down no matter what. She gritted her teeth and winced her eyes as her boss fucked her with everything she had but she would not give in. Tamara smiled once again as she dominated the brunette, feeling the warm, wet, leathery touch of their ripe, swollen pussies grinding against each other viciously. Their clits came out of their hoods to join in the fun and were quickly fused together themselves. All the flesh and fluids coming together was proving to be simply too much for Vanessa and she felt her third orgasm of the night beginning to rear its ugly head. All she could do was brace herself.

“Ohhhhhh!!!!” Vanessa yelped as she came once again.

Tamara closed her eyes and opened her mouth in pleasure as she felt the younger nympho cum all up inside of her. Three orgasms in a row would do a serious number on all but the most experienced and determined nymphos and Vanessa was tiring but she would not give up. Tamara just smiled down at her, figuring that her opponent realized it was hopeless and was about to surrender but she was very wrong. Summoning all of her remaining strength, Vanessa got up and tackled Tamara to the shower floor. They wrestled around for a while until Vanessa finally got them both into a 69 position with herself on top.

“You got to lick mine.” Vanessa declared. “Now it’s only fair that I get to lick yours!”

“Alright, cunt.” Tamara said. “You wanna lick pussies, then let’s lick pussies!”

The two raging nymphs then proceeded to do exactly that. They violently slammed their tongues straight into their opponent’s twat and ate like they had never eaten before. Vanessa’s wet, brown hair brushed against Tamara’s shapely legs as she ate her boss out. The tiles of the shower room echoed with the sounds of slurping and moaning as the two feasted on each other. Salive once again mixed with girl mess as their clits quickly rejoined the party. Given that both of their pussies were heated and aroused, the two would cum into each other’s face and hair many times but they did not even slow down. Few aspects of a sexfight were as primal and heated as a 69 duel and this was exactly why. They just kept making each other cum and cum and cum and cum more times than either of them even bothered to count. 

Eventually though, their tongues and mouths grew tired and the two would pull apart. Vanessa rolled off of Tamara and the two lied next to each other in an opposite, yin-yang position, hyperventilating. This match could easily compete with Vanessa’s first match against Jasmine and even her fight against La Rubia and La Morena. Vanessa, however, was sure that Tamara has had far more heated and exhausting matches before. She can only hope to live such a similar life. She felt so weak and she had to give her weary bones at least a little bit of a rest. Tamara, however, had very different ideas.

She crawled in front of and laid across from Vanessa in a scissoring position. Scissoring…shit…That position was very physically straining and Vanessa was in no shape to put herself through that right now. But Tamara somehow was? Just what the Hell was this bitch made of? Tamara then brought their pussies together yet again.

“Ahhhh…fuck…no…” Vanessa moaned.

“What’s wrong, little girl? Can’t handle a little pussy kissing?” Tamara mocked.

“You fucking…cunt…” Vanessa cursed.

“We’ve been there before.” Tamara teased.

This time, Tamara was much slower and more gentle in her tribbing. It was as if she knew that Vanessa was on the precipice of defeat. She slowly and sensually ground their twats together. Vanessa was quickly beginning to feel what she knew would be her final orgasm coming on. It was over. Nothing could stop it now. She didn’t even try to put up anymore of a fight.

“Ohhhhhhh…” Vanessa gently groaned as she came.

Tamara once again felt the gushing on her pussy as she watched Vanessa’s consciousness fade away. Vanessa felt like she slept for a lifetime but eventually, she woke up with her face cuddled up against Tamara’s H-cups and looked up to see her boss smiling down at her. Her eyes then slumped downwards, realizing that she had lost.

“That was…something else.” Tamara said.

“Yes.” Vanessa said. “But I still lost.”

“Winning isn’t everything, dear.” Tamara advised. “Although, I can easily say that you did the best of your entire squad.”

“Really?” Vanessa asked with slightly lifted spirits.

“Absolutely.” Tamara said. “A perfect A+. 100%.”

“Wow.” Vanessa said with a smile.

The two wet beauties just cuddled for a bit.

“Wait, ma’am.” Vanessa said. “You went easy on me, didn’t you?”

“What do you mean?” Tamara asked.

“You know what I mean.” Vanessa said. “When you first came here…You showed me something…Why didn’t you bring that out on me?”

“Oh, that.” Tamara said. “Well, honestly…I’m saving that for the Brujas…Particularly La Malvada herself.”

“Oh…I get it.” Vanessa said.

“Don’t feel insulted, hun.” Tamara said. “That kind of energy is best used on your real enemy…That’s why you went easy on me too.”

“Huh?” Vanessa asked, completely confused.

“You could’ve raged out against me like you did against those Brujas but you didn’t.” Tamara pointed out.

“Oh.” Vanessa said. “Honestly…That never occured to me.”

“Because back then, you were fighting for your pride and to save your girls.” Tamara said. “Do you understand?”

“Yeah, I guess.” Vanessa said. “But…If you never planned on using that against me, why did you show it to me before?”

“That was a test too.” Tamara answered. “At some point, you will face opponents that terrify you but you must face your fears…Like you did today.”

“Oh. That makes sense.” Vanessa said.

“Well, that and I just like to mess with you.” Tamara joked.

“Bitch.” Vanessa said, lightly slapping Tamara’s shoulder,

“But I have another question, dear.” Tamara said. “Now that you’ve gotten a taste of me…Do you think I could face down La Malvada?”

“Honestly…I don’t know. I know nothing about that cunt.” Vanessa answered honestly. “But if any woman on Earth can outfuck her, you can, ma’am.”

“Thank you, sweetie.” Tamara said. “But until then, I guess we’ll need plenty of practice, won’t we?”

“How right you are.” Vanessa said.

The two then got up and proceeded to “practice” for the rest of the day and night.

*****

Part 5 / Final

It was Tamara’s second to last day at Task Force 732’s penthouse home and she intended on claiming her prize for defeating Jasmine. Full blown sex with her Husband, Ben. Tamara managed to catch Jasmine alone in her room as Ben was showering and decided now was the time.

“Oh, Ms. Colby.” Jasmine said. “What brings you here?”

“Don’t pretend like you don’t already know, hun.” Tamara teased in her usual, seductive purr of a voice. “You didn’t think I’d forget, did you? Unless you’d rather back out of this.”

“No.” Jasmine said firmly. “I lost fair and square and I know what that means. If I couldn’t handle it, I wouldn’t have agreed to the terms and a cop doesn’t go back on her word.”

“How admirable.” Tamara said.

In truth, Jasmine was equally nervous and excited to see this. She was just to mesmerized by her boss and the thought of watching her fuck her Husband was incredibly enticing but also a little scary. 

“I assume he’s in there?” Tamara asked, looking at the bathroom door as the shower could be heard.

“Yes.” Jasmine answered. “He’s in for quite a surprise when he comes out.”

“Indeed.” Tamara said. “In the meantime, is there anything about him I should know? He doesn’t bite, does he?”

“No, quite the opposite actually.” Jasmine said. “He’s very gentle. Maybe even a little too gentle.”

“Oh?” Tamara asked.

“Yeah.” Jasmine answered. “He’s always the perfect gentleman and treats me like a princess…And I like that. What woman wouldn’t? But sometimes…I wish he’d be more…assertive.”

“Have you ever told him that?” Tamara asked.

“I thought about it but I feel like if I told him, he’d be doing it for me and not for himself.” Jasmine explained. “And it just wouldn’t be the same as it would if he took charge of his own volition.”

“That’s understandable.” Tamara said. “We nymphos are hardcore doms towards each other but when we find the right man in our lives, the kind who can tame us, we like to be dominated too.”

“You haven’t found the right man yet?” Jasmine asked.

“Maybe I’m about to.” Tamara joked.

Jasmine rolled her eyes.

“In all seriousness, I feel like, even after everything that’s happened in the past year, he still kind of sees me as that nervous, taciturn little ball of shyness he met at that College party ten years ago.”

“I can understand the frustration.” Tamara said.

“But if I do be upfront with him about that, maybe he’d become dominant permanently and I would start to miss the old way he treated me.” Jasmine explained.

“Quite the conundrum, you’re in.” Tamara said. “However, think of it this way. Who knows you better than anyone else in the world?”

“He does.” Jasmine answered.

“Right.” Tamara said. “But he isn’t a mind reader. If you start being more upfront with your feelings or at least give him some signs, he’ll understand what you want. Do you ever think he would treat you in a way you don’t want to be treated?”

“No. Absolutely not.” Jasmine answered. “You’re right! I won’t solve anything by just hoping for the best! I’ll just have to be upfront with what I want from him and he’ll adapt accordingly.”

“That’s my girl.” Tamara said.

Just then, the water from the shower stopped running. The two nymphos looked at each other as they realized what was about to come. Jasmine’s heart rate spiked. Ben stepped out of the shower, wearing nothing but a towel around his waist, showing off his washboard abs. His eyes went wide as he noticed that Tamara was there. 

“Oh.” Ben said. “Hello, Chief.”

“You know what’s coming, big boy.” Tamara teased.

“Wait a minute…” Jasmine said. 

The hot raven then got up off of her bed. Ben was afraid that Jasmine changed her mind and that something ugly was about to start but instead, his Wife walked towards their bedroom door and opened it, letting Nicole, Holly and even Vanessa drop to the floor. 

“Of course.” Jasmine said with a sigh.

“Oh, yes. I forgot.” Tamara said. “No such thing as privacy in this penthouse.”

“You didn’t think we’d miss out on this, did you?” Vanessa asked.

“I’m not leaving until I get a show.” Holly added.

“Please let us watch with you, Jazz! Please!” Nicole begged.

“Are you two okay with that?” Jasmine asked Tamara and Ben. 

“Do you even need to ask?” Tamara asked rhetorically.

“They’d just keep trying to sneak a peek, anyway.” Ben said.

“Fine. You little perverts can watch too.” Jasmine said. 

The other three smiled and got up, sitting on the large couch across from Jasmine and Ben’s bed. 

“If it’s a show they want, it’s a show they’ll get.” Tamara said. Ben then looked at Jasmine.

“Last chance, babe.” He reminded her. “Are you sure you’re cool with this?”

Jasmine sighed, remembering what Tamara just told her. She walked up to her man, inches away from his face.

“Honey, let me be absolutely clear.” Jasmine said. “I want you to fuck my boss. Not just fuck her. Dominate her. Put her in her place. Make her scream until her lungs collapse! Make her moan like a bitch in heat! Impale her over and over again until she can’t take it anymore! Stick it in her until she can’t walk straight for days! Fuck her like you’ve never fucked anyone before and then fuck her some more!”

Everyone else’s jaw dropped at Jasmine’s boldness. Ben especially seemed shocked and even Tamara was surprised.

“Wow.” Holly said.

“You’re so hot when you act like that, Jazz.” Nicole said.

“Become a full-fledged cuck queen, have you?“ Vanessa teased. 

“That’s more like it, girl.” Tamara said.

“Well…That clears it up.” Ben said. 

He then gained a new, more confident expression. Tamara had been torturously teasing him since they first met in that bar…He was looking forward to this and now he had no reason to hold back. 

“Enough talk.” Tamara said. “Time I show these little white girls how it’s done.”

Tamara then began stripping and everyone ogled her shining, ebony form. Ben responded in kind by dropping his towel, revealing his enormous, throbbing erection, making the ladies’ jaws drop. 

“Well, now…” Tamara said flirtatiously. “Looks like I hit the…”

Before she could even finish her sentence, Ben swept her off of her feet, carrying her in his arms before dropping her on top of the bed, making her squeal. Jasmine sat at the couch with the others and the girls quickly began caressing each other’s thighs. The atmosphere in the room had taken an unexpected turn. The girls watched mesmerized as they saw the usually sweet and gentlemanly Ben transform into an alpha male. Jasmine in particular seemed almost hypnotized by the display and she was already feeling herself getting wet. She hoped the other girls didn’t get too handsy with her just yet. She feared she would not be able to control herself if they did. Tamara laid on the bed in the opposite direction, letting her long, thick, flowing black locks fall behind her and off of the edge of the bed. She looked up at Ben with an expression that dared him to come and get her.

“Go right ahead, handsome.” Tamara encouraged. “You don’t want to disappoint your Wife after all that, do you?”

Ben just smiled and very lightly grunted as he descended on top of the ebony seductress. He wasted no time in penetrating her while simultaneously squeezing Tamara’s luscious H cups as if they were water balloons he was trying desperately to pop.

“Ohhhh!!” Tamara cried.

He let his fingers be absorbed and swallowed by the jiggly flesh bags. He would knead them aggressively, pinch her brown nipples, bounce them around, slap them against each other. He did just about everything that a skilled pair of hands could do to a woman’s breasts. Meanwhile, he was slowly but harshly sliding his member in and out of her wet, pulsating pussy.

“Agh! Agh! That’s it! That’s it! Fuck me! Fuck me hard! Don’t stop!“ Tamara begged.

The other girls were watching intently, hesitant to speak or comment and interrupt this incredible display. They were both surprised and rather pleased to see their usually dominant and confident boss become so submissive. They hoped one day that they could become skilled enough to bring that side out of her. Jasmine watched with glazed eyes and her mouth slightly opened, completely invested. Her pupils followed Ben’s hands mauling the older nympho’s tits and his cock being inserted over and over again. She felt like she was dreaming…All the years she’d been so clingy and jealous of other women…All the wasted years…What had started out as the worst year of her life, with Ben getting struck with cancer and Jasmine practically torturing herself to save him, lead to becoming the single best year of her life, opening the door to experiences she never could have dreamed of before. She wished she could go back in time and start sexfighting as soon as she met Ben. Let other girls fight her for him and fuck him if they proved themselves worthy. However, there was no use worrying about the past now, because the present was oh so beautiful.

“Holy fuck!” Tamara cursed. “God, Jasmine, you’re the luckiest bitch on the face of the Earth!” 

Vanessa, Holly and Nicole were quite pleased with what they were seeing too. This was what they had to look forward to in the event that they ever overcame Jasmine in bed. Both the journey and the destination would be just as gratifying. One day…

Ben himself was completely stone faced, aside from his light panting. He looked completely and utterly focused on the task at hand, as if he were a soldier at Normandy running through hails of bullets to take the beach. Nothing could stop him. He began to increase the speed of his fucking, causing him to pant slightly harder but that was nothing compared to the overwhelming exertion that Tamara was feeling. 

“Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!” She screamed, gripping the sheets with her hands tightly. “I’m cumming! I can’t hold it back any longer! FUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKKKK!!!!”

Tamara came, soaking Ben’s cock with her juices but he wasn’t even slowing down. He just kept fucking her like a machine. Already, Tamara’s consciousness seemed as if it was starting to fade. She wanted to come up and give him a nice, passionate kiss but she lacked the energy to even do that. She could not remember ever getting fucked this hard in her life, not by any man or woman. She found herself loving her life right now, even more so than usual. She considered this her thank you for her generous decision to overlook Jasmine and Nicole’s brief criminal past.

Watching this become almost torturous for Jasmine. Every atom in her nymphomaniacal body was begging her to jump on that bed and join in the fun but like she already told Tamara, a good cop always keeps her word. She hoped to God that Ben would still have something left in him for her after she was done, although she knew that was unlikely. She told Ben to unleash everything he had on her and that was quite clearly exactly what he was doing right here and right now. She wanted Ben to fuck her like that at some point. She just wondered what the right moment would be. Maybe to celebrate after they capture La Malvada, assuming she’ll have enough energy for it after the fact.

“Good…Lord…” Tamara said in between her heavy moaning. 

Ben felt Tamara’s pussy tightly constricted around his dick, squeezing tighter and looser and tighter again with each and every insertion. It would not be long now until his balls would be drained completely. He was jealous of the girls for being able to fuck each other for hours on end until their bodies give into their exhaustion. Everyone in the room could tell that Tamara would absolutely, positively pass out if she came just one more time. Under normal circumstances, Ben would be hesitant to keep going but from the looks in their eyes, it was clear that everyone, especially Tamara herself, wanted him to continue. Jasmine wanted him to fuck her into submission and that is exactly what he was going to do. He grabbed a hold of Tamara’s smooth, shapely, ebony legs and reinserted himself inside of the sexy cougar’s cunt.

“Uhhhhhh…” She moaned. 

He again reached down to play with her tits. At first he was slower and more gentle with both his groping and his penetrations. Jasmine became annoyed.

“Babe, I told you to fuck her as hard and as mercilessly as possible! Don’t go soft on me now!” Jasmine complained.

“No pun intended.” Holly joked. 

Ben looked back down at Tamara and she smiled back up at him through her half-closed eyelids. 

“Go on, handsome.” Tamara said. “Do as your woman says. Really let me have it and don’t stop until I’m out cold.”

Needing nothing further than that, Ben did as he was requested. He squeezed Tamara’s tits nice and hard before slamming his cock in and outside of her just as hard and as rapidly as he did before. 

“Ohhhhhh!!” Tamara cried out again. 

Vanessa in particular was quite pleased seeing her usually large and in charge boss like this after all the teasing she had put her through. She imagined herself reducing Tamara to that state back during their match in the shower and she found herself getting even more hot under the collar. Holly and Nicole were sitting next to each other on the couch, hands running over each other’s gorgeous bodies as they watched the display with full attention. Jasmine had become so entranced by what she was seeing that it felt as if nothing and no one else in the room existed at the moment.

“Agh! Ugh! Fuck!” Tamara cursed as she was being fucked. 

She began to feel her next orgasm coming on and this one would absolutely knock her out cold. Still, she did not want Ben to stop even if her life depended on it. Each and every insertion felt like an enormous taser being fired off inside of her and it was glorious. She felt it coming closer and closer and closer until finally it happened.

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!” Tamara shrieked as she came one last time. 

Ben himself had cum as well, stuffing Tamara’s pussy full of man gravy. His face barely showed any reaction besides him wincing one eye. He then pulled out of Tamara, lightly panting as his post-orgasmic exhaustion began to set it. Tamara herself had passed out. The girls got up off of the couch and Jasmine went over to Ben while her partners looked at their unconscious boss. Jasmine gave Ben a big kiss.

“You’ve been holding out on me, babe.” Jasmine teased. “Once we take down the cartel, I want you to fuck me like that.”

“You don’t need to ask.” Ben said, finally breaking his silence. 

The other girls began pawing at Tamara and even giving her brown nipples a couple quick licks but she didn’t even budge or moan in her sleep. 

“Damn, she’s out like a light.” Nicole said.

“Who’d have thought Ben had it in him?” Holly asked rhetorically.

“I did.” Vanessa answered. “I could tell from the moment I laid eyes on him that he had an alpha wolf deep inside him begging to be let loose.”

Vanessa began to trail her finger alongside Ben’s abs before looking back at her unconscious Chief. 

“Are you girls all thinking what I’m thinking?” Vanessa asked her squad.

Nicole and Holly immediately nodded and hummed in agreement. 

Jasmine gave Ben an apologetic expression.

“You don’t mind giving us all some privacy for our girl time, do you, baby?” She asked sweetly.

“Of course not.” Ben asked. “I’m spent anyway. You have your fun.”

Ben got up and stretched before going into the bathroom, grabbing his robe and leaving.

“You can rest up in my bed, stud.” Vanessa said flirtatiously.

“Thanks.” Ben said as he closed the door. 

The cop babes were now all alone with their passed out boss. They smiled at her and then at each other before quickly going into action setting up their new toy. They used four pairs of handcuffs to secure the stark naked ebony beauty to each pole of the bed, making her spread eagle, revealing her thoroughly fucked pussy, still dripping with Ben’s jizz. 

“Alright.” Vanessa announced. “I say we go in the order that she fucked us, so that means Nikki’s up first.”

“Awesome!” Nicole cheered. “Then Hol, then Jazz and finally Nessa.”

“Sounds good to me.” Holly agreed.

“No problems here.” Jasmine agreed. 

“Then it’s settled.” Tamara said.

The shocked nymphos turned their heads to see the fully awake Tamara smiling at them. 

“How long were you awake?” Vanessa asked.

“I don’t expect you to believe me but just this second, actually.” Tamara said.

“You couldn’t have been out for more than ten minutes then.” Holly said.

“That’s something.” Tamara said. “I haven’t been fucked into unconsciousness for that long since my College days.”

“Ten minutes is a long time for you?” Nicole asked.

“Don’t sound so surprised, red.” Tamara lectured. “Ben did me like a rockstar but you should all know me better than that.”

“I’ve never seen that side of him before.” Jasmine said, almost blushing. She hadn’t been that enamored with her Husband since College.

“You’re welcome, dear.” Tamara teased. 

“Enough talk.” Vanessa interrupted. “Time we give Ms. Colby a taste of her own medicine.”

“You can all do your worst.” Tamara dared. “Just keep in mind that I’ll be grading you in this too. Good way to test your interrogation skills for captured Brujas.”

“No time limits.” Vanessa said. “We each go until we’ve had our fill.”

“I can handle twelve of you.” Tamara said. “Hold nothing back.”

“Be careful what you wish for, ma’am.” Holly advised.

“Alright, let’s get this started.” Nicole said. 

The other three girls backed up and sat on the couch as Nicole approached her soon-to-be meal. The two nymphos smiled at each other as the horny redhead began to circle her finger around Tamara’s hardened, brown, left nipple. The younger girl then bent her head down to lick and nibble at the tender female flesh. Deciding to waste no more time, Nicole then climbed on top of the bed, aligning her sexy body alongside that of her voluptuous boss. 

“One day I’ll get you in this position without needing to use the cuffs.” Nicole declared, her mouth inches away from Tamara’s.

“And one day, humans will breathe underwater.” Tamara mocked. 

“Shut up.” Nicole said lovingly.

She then silenced the older beauty with her mouth, kissing Tamara passionately at first before soon becoming more heated as their tongues began to wrestle. The other girls got a rather nice view as Nicole and Tamara’s legs were both spread out, showing off their aligned pussies to their audience. Their nipples also stabbed against each other as well, giving them both chills, which in turn only made their dueling milk buds even harder. Nicole’s pale form contrasted beautifully with Tamara’s chocolatey flesh. All three of them wanted nothing more than to ram their tongues and hands into the two grinding cunts they saw before them but they would be patient and wait their turn.

Nicole then proceeded to flex her shapely ass, which in turn helped her grind her pussy harder into that of Tamara as they continued their lustful make out session. Both of their clits began to arise out of their fleshy shells as Tamara, knowing her place in this test of her girls’ sexual offensive skills, did not trib Nicole back. Still, she did kiss the young redhead back as she could never be able to resist a hot bitch’s tongue in her mouth. Who would? Nicole, however, soon broke the kiss. 

“It’s not as satisfying when the other girl doesn’t fight back.” Nicole commented. “But a pussy is a pussy and I’m gonna fuck it for all its worth.”

“Go right ahead, honey.” Tamara dared. “Don’t you dare hold anything back on me.”

“Alright, granny. You asked for it.” Nicole teased.

She then got up off of Tamara, sitting up with her twat more or less laying on top of Tamara’s twat. She then began to rock back and forth in this L-shaped position slowly but intensely. 

“Ahhhhh…” Nicole moaned.

“Mmmm…” Tamara moaned quietly, barely opening her mouth. 

Nicole then reached down to sink her fingers into the jiggly, jello-like flesh of Tamara’s beautiful, luscious H-cup breasts. She played with them, gently rocking them back and forth as she tribbed the older Goddess.

“Are you trying to fuck me like Ben did?” Tamara asked. 

“Maybe.” Nicole answered cheekily.

“You’d better kick it up a few hundred notches, then.” Tamara advised.

“With pleasure.” Nicole said deviously.

With that, Nicole did exactly as Tamara recommended and began rapidly slamming her cunt against that of her boss, pulling back before smashin in hard and fast. The process was more than a little physically exerting and the other girls could quite easily tell from the difference between Nicole and Tamara’s respective reactions. Nicole was grunting, moaning and occasionally gritting her teeth and tightly wincing her eyes. Tamara, on the other hand, only showed very slight reactions with minor grunts and closing her eyes briefly. 

“Honestly, Nikki, how many times are you going to fall for the same trick?” Vanessa asked rhetorically.

“You’re doing the exact same thing that made you lose our first match.” Jasmine lectured. “You’re over-exerting yourself needlessly while she’s just laying there and conserving her energy.”

“Easy for you to say. Ugh!“ Nicole grunted. “She’s like a brick wall! Besides, I’m up first, so I was never gonna be the one to finish her off, anyway! Agh!”

“Just get her nice and wet for us, red.” Holly requested. “Then you can just sit back and watch how real women play the game.”

Nicole flipped the other girls her middle finger while she continued tribbing Tamara. Her G-cup tits and flowing crimson hair bouncing and flailing all over the place with each heavy and deliberate movement. Their clits pressed against each other powerfully but again, only Nicole it seemed was showing any reaction. The girls now began to realize that it wasn’t just the redhead not doing her job correctly. Something was indeed amiss. Vanessa and Holly remembered watching Nicole’s match with Tamara out on the balcony and the ebony cougar was showing much more reaction back then than she was now. Did Ben fuck her so hard that she numbed up? No. For that to be the case, Tamara would be way more sore and exhausted so soon afterwards. Maybe Tamara really was that good. Nicole started to become frustrated, so she decided to change her strategy. She now began grinding against Tamara more slowly and deliberately, practically dragging her cunt across that of the older nympho’s. 

“Uhhh…” Tamata lightly moaned. 

Nicole would normally be pleased by that by once again, it seemed that what she was doing was giving her more pleasure than her prey’s. She had to bite down on her lower lip to hold back her own moaning. She began to feel her orgasm coming along and this put her into a panic. She then just said fuck it and abaonded all pretendes of stragetgy, deciding to go for the unpredictable. She would alternate between fast and heated and slow and methodical, hoping to at least catch Tamara off guard with the constant shift in tribbing patterns.

“Agh!” Tamara grunted, showing the most reaction so far. “Now you’re starting to get it, my sweet…But will it be enough?”

Nicole’s twat felt like it was on fire. Still, she couldn’t stop now. She kept fucking Tamara and fucking her and fucking her until Nicole herself could not handle anymore.

“Ahhhhhh!!!” The slutty redhead cried as she came, her pussy bursting out all over her boss’s.

Nicole’s head quickly bent forward, her scarlet tresses curtaining her face and running across Tamara’s olive skin as she huffed and puffed. 

“Not bad, dear…but sloppy and mindless.” Tamara lectured. “A solid B-.”

“Motherfucker…” Nicole said in between her heavy breathing, clearly baffled by how little she got out of Tamara.

“A solid effort, Nikki.” Jasmine comforted. “Now let me see if I can make her scream.”

Nicole flipped her hair back and got up, sitting back on the couch to rest as Holly and Vanessa caressed her lovingly. Jasmine walked towards Tamara, who turned her head in her direction and shot her subordinate her usual, seductive smile.

“I guess it takes a raven to take down a raven.” Jasmine teased.

“Care to put your theory to the test?“ Tamara asked daringly.

Jasmine grinned deviously and walked towards the bed, the same bed that her and her Husband sleep in every night. The same bed that she just saw her Husband fuck her boss to within an inch of her life in. And now, this would be the same bed she would punish said boss in. The look on Tamara’s face said it all. She was quite clearly expecting Jasmine’s round to be the most impressive and overwhelming of them all and Jasmine did not intend to disappoint. Without a word being spoken, only sultry looks, Jasmine climbed onto her bed, next to Tamara and looked as if she was about to give her boss a nice, passionate kiss. However, just as Tamara closed her eyes and pursed her lips, Jasmine pulled away and went down towards her Chief’s succulent, juicy pussy. Tamara was surprised but quickly realized what the other raven really had in mind for her. Jasmine wasted no time and dove her slutty mouth and equally slutty tongue straight into Tamara’s burning, black cunt. 

“Ohhhh!!” Tamara cried. Much louder than any reaction that Nicole had forced out of here. The redhead would be bitter about that if it wasn’t for Vanessa and Holly playing with her at the moment. 

“Already off to a great start, baby. Ahhh!” Tamara cried.

Jasmine’s tongue lustfully, passionately and thoroughly explored its target, slipping and sliding all up inside Tamara’s inner walls. The younger raven wanted to make sure that she would explore every possible nook and cranny that her tongue could reach. Tamara wanted so badly to reach down and pull Jasmine’s hair but her cuffed hands made it impossible. Jasmine smiled and giggled, feeling truly at peace with the world as she ate her boss out. She loudly slurped and slobbered all over Tamara’s cunt, letting her saliva begin to mix in with the older raven’s vaginal fluids. Tamara’s face was contorted with pleasure, eyes twitching, teeth clenching and breathing heavily. It was not long until her clit came out of its hood, presenting itself to the other girls briefly before Jasmine’s mouth pounced on it.

“Agh!” Tamara grunted. “Can you taste Ben inside me, Jazz? How’s that flavor?”

Jasmine responded to her prey’s mockery by nibbling on her clit.

“Ugh!” Tamara grunted again. “I Knew that would get a rise out of you.”

Jasmine licked and sucked at Tamara’s pulsating, brown pleasure bud like it was the most delicious piece of candy that she had ever tasted. No matter how many times the other girls had all witnessed or even experienced it for themselves, they are always impressed by Jasmine’s oral skills. How she could work her flexible, soft, wet tongue in just about all of the right places, how she would use her lips and her saliva to add to all of it in just the right way and how she always seemed to know just the right moments to either hold back or go in full force. She was a true carnal warrior. Tamara clearly thought so too, judging by her reactions.

“That’s right.” Tamara encouraged. “Suck me dry, you little fucking whore.”

Jasmine then reached above her head to grab and fondle her boss’s beautiful, squishy H-cup breasts. She used her skilled fingers to pinch and twist at the helpless nipples as the rest of her fingers sank into the fleshy molds. All this attention was soon proving to be too much for Tamara and she felt her climax beginning to show itself. Knowing that there was nothing she could do from her position, she braced herself for the oncoming, internal impact.

“Oh! Oh! Ohhhhhhhh!!!” Tamara cried as she came, splattering the younger raven’s sexy face and hair with her secretions as she did so.

“You can really make the female body sing, Jazz.” Nicole praised.

“No one should be surprised at this point.” Holly said.

“All the more reason why I look forward to making her body sing on my birthday.” Vanessa said.

Jasmine smiled and got up, stretching a little as she looked down at Tamara’s face, only to realize something that made her heart sink. Tamara showed no reaction at all. She looked perfectly fine as if Jasmine’s onslaught of cunnilingus just now had never happened.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” Jasmine asked rhetorically. Tamara just smiled arrogantly in response.

“You lying bitch!” Jasmine cursed. “You were exaggerating your reactions!”

“Psychological warfare, honey. I thought you of all people would already know that.” Tamara argued.

“But this isn’t a match.” Jasmine argued.

“No.” Tamara admitted. “But it is a test of your skills. You must always know your enemy and never underestimate her or overestimate yourself. She may be overdoing her reactions intentionally as a bid in order to make you overconfident and overconfidence leads to carelessness and carelessness leads to opportunity for your opponent.”

“And how am I supposed to know if her reactions are genuine or not?” Jasmine asked.

“Instinct, hun.” Tamara answered. “Well, that combined with a great deal of practice.”

Jasmine sighed.

“Still…” Tamara said. “That was a very enjoyable pussy licking and who can’t help but appreciate that? A- for you.”

“Gee, thanks.” Jasmine said with annoyed sarcasm. “Alright, fuck it. You’re up, Hol.”

“Don’t feel bad, Jazz.” Holly said. “Just remember what you learned next time.”

Jasmine gave Holly a playful spank in response as they crossed paths. The dejected and annoyed raven sat back on the couch alongside Nicole and Vanessa while Holly walked up to Tamara.

“No pies for us this time around, blondie.” Tamara joked. 

“Yeah…Shame.” Holly joked.

“Wait, what?” Vanessa asked. “Pies?”

“I’ll explain later.” Holly said.

“You two had a pie fight and then fucked each other covered in the stuff, didn’t you?“ Nicole asked.

Holly and Tamara just looked at each other awkwardly, showing that Nicole’s assumption was indeed spot on.

“That’s…Interesting.” Vanessa commented. “Didn’t think you were into that kinky, WAM stuff, Hol.”

“Sounds like you are too, judging by your familiarity with the term “WAM””. Jasmine pointed out, teasingly.

“Shut up.” Vanessa said teasingly before giving Jasmine a nice kiss to silence her.

“Excuse me but am I invisible?” Tamara asked.

“Alright, you impatient cunt.” Holly said. “Just lie back and enjoy.”

The sassy blonde pondered how she would go about pleasuring her boss in her head. Tribbing was out of the question, given how well she defended against her redheaded partner. Holly could not help but notice that Jasmine’s approach was quite a bit more effective than Nicole’s, so she decided it would be best to evolve her technique from there. She walked towards the south side of the bed, looking down at the older nympho’s exposed, ripe and already fucked thrice but still raring to go pussy. She then got down on the bed, using her elbows to support her hands as she pushed her succulent G-cup tits into one, plump form and immediately started mashing them into Tamara’s cunt.

“Ahhhh…” Tamara groaned out sexily.

“That’s it.” Holly said with a cocky smile. “Give in to me, baby.”

Holly gently but firmly pushed her breasts into Tamara’s pudenda, practically massaging them in, creating a glorious concoction of female flesh. The slutty blonde smiled before adding one more ingredient into the mix. She bent her head down, still not even slowing her paizuri down and began lapping at the top opening of her boss’s twat, loudly sucking and slurping.

“Ughhhh!!” Tamara grunted. “Now that’s some innovative fucking that I’ve been waiting for!”

“Ugh! Why didn’t I think of that?!” Jasmine asked herself frustratingly. 

“I’m so proud of my little Hol.” Vanessa said sweetly. 

“Hope she can take it as well as she dishes it.” Nicole commented. 

The girls all checked out Holly’s fine, naked ass as she continued orally and voluptuously pleasuring the ebony Goddess. Holly smiled into her licking, feeling proud of herself but not getting too cocky. She knew that Tamara’s defenses were all but impenetrable…Except when it came to Ben, of course, so she maintained her focus on her tiddy/tongue fucking. She looked up to see Tamara biting down on her lower lip from the pleasure and the hot blonde knew that she wanted to see more reactions like that from here. She proceeded to wrap her lips around the older beauty’s clit, using her mouth as a cavern to surround the helpless clit and poke at the little, brown pleasure bud with her tongue. 

“Ohhhhhhh!!!” Tamara cried out, louder than ever before. “That’s it, you hot, fucking, beach, blonde bimbo! Lick me! Fuck me! Do your absolute fucking worst!”

Holly needed no further encouragement as she waved her head back and forth, sending her blonde locks flying all around as she forced her tits into Tamara’s lower lips even more intensely. 

“Agh!” Tamara grunted. “Is that all you’ve got?! Come on! Show no mercy! You’re not pleasing some horny bitch on the side of the street who gave you $50!”

Holly started to become annoyed at Tamara’s relentless taunting and increased the intensity of her cunnilingus/paizuri even further. At this point, what she was doing was slowly becoming more and more physically straining. Still, she wouldn’t be a nympho if she was afraid of tiring herself out, so she pushed on. Jasmine, Nicole and especially Vanessa were all quite impressed with her diligence. The sight of Tamara’s face contorted with pleasure was worth all the money in the world to them. Holly decided to go all out. She stopped sucking on Tamara’s clit for a brief moment, only to quickly replace her tongue with both of her nipples, sandwiching the brown clit in between her two milk buds but she wasn’t done yet. She stuck her tongue out and began poking at the helpless little pleasure bud, assaulting it from every possible angle.

“Fuuuuuccckkkk!!” Tamara cursed. “Come on! I’ve had 18 year old virgins that fucked me better than this!”

Holly’s patience was at an end and she put all of her energy into shutting her bitchy boss up once and for all. Her tits and tongue absolutely went to town, fucking as hard and as fast as their host’s petite, pretty body could allow. Tamara was finally feeling the heat and felt her climax closing in on her at lightning speed.

“Ugh! Agh! AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!” Tamara screamed as she came.

Her fluids burst out all over Holly, splattering her face and tits, whilst seeping into her blonde tresses. Holly swallowed as much of it as she could. She was more than a little exhausted at this point but everyone could see clear as day that that was the single biggest orgasm that any of the girls had given Tamara that night. Holly fell back, panting like she had just run a marathon but not as loudly as Tamara. However, in just a few seconds, Tamara had quickly recovered.

“Definitely impressive, blondie.” Tamara said. “However, you shouldn’t give into taunting so easily.”

“You gotta be fucking kidding me…” Holly said, exasperatingly.

“Remember dear, psychological warfare.” Tamara lectured. “Do not ever let your opponent get into your head.”

“Fuck…” Holly cursed sadly.

“Still, you showed an admirable amount of perseverance and creativity. Solid A.”

Vanessa crawled up to and hugged her partner from behind, lovingly kissing the cum-soaked blonde as she turned her head. 

“You did great, Hol.” Vanessa said, making the younger nympho grin.

“I learned from the best.” Holly said as they kissed again.

“Now, if you’ll excuse me.” Vanessa said as she broke their kiss and got up. “I have a hot bitch waiting for me to dominate her.”

“She’s all yours, fearless leader.” Holly said.

Vanessa walked towards the bed with a strut that oozed confidence with each and every step. She knew that her teammates were checking out her ass as she walked and she loved it. She then stood near the top right corner of the bed and then bent over so that her face was inches away from Tamara’s, who shot her her usual cocky but sweet grin.

“You know, ma’am…” Vanessa began. “I’ve just now noticed something about this little test of yours that you’re giving us.”

“And what’s what, my dear?” Tamara asked teasingly.

“It’s that you’ve been all take and no give since it started.” Vanessa answered. “You’ve been laying your hot ass in this bed while we’ve been busting our cunts to please you. Does that sound fair to any of you, girls?”

“Nope.” Nicole answered. 

“Fuck no.” Jasmine answered.

“Like Hell, it does.” Holly answered.

“My thoughts exactly.” Vanessa agreed.

“So, what are you going to do about it, slut?” Tamara challenged.

“I’m glad you asked, bitch.” Vanessa shot back. 

The naked brunette faced the direction in which the bed was pointed and then climbed onto it, now parallel to Tamara. Everyone’s eyes went wide as they immediately saw where this was going. Vanessa sank into Tamara and wasted no time in slamming her mouth, lips and tongue straight into her boss’s delicious labia. Tamara quickly reciprocated and the 69 duel was on. The other girls were captivated to the point where they just had to get up and get a better view for themselves. Jasmine and Nicole were at the two sides of the top of the bed, watching Tamara eat Vanessa while Holly was at the south of the bed watching Vanessa eat Tamara. 

The sounds of licking, slurping, moaning and sucking filled the entire bedroom as the two nymphos feasted on each other like starving predators. The looks of absolute focus on both of their faces, especially their eyes, said it all. They were practically trying to swallow each other’s lower lips. Their tongues would snake out and run across, jab, poke and lick at their leisure. Vanessa reached under Tamara and laid her hands under her thick, ebony ass to elevate her meal up towards her face more. Tamara likely would’ve grabbed Vanessa’s ass in return had her hands not been cuffed to the bed frame. It took the girls every bit of willpower they had not to bring their tongues into the mix as well.

Aside from their looks of determination, the two were rather stone faced, focused purely on their meal. Their clits came out of their hoods only to be instantly bombarded by the other bitch’s mouth, lips and tongue. Vanessa’s long, dark brown hair ran across Tamara’s right leg. Tamara took it a step further by adding her fingers into her onslaught of cunnilingus, which Vanessa was more than happy to reciprocate. 

“Mmmmmm!!” They both moaned into each other’s twats as they continued incessantly finger/tonguefucking each other.

What the other girls were unable to pick up on was that both Vanessa and Tamara had already orgasmed into each other’s mouths more than once but all of their cum had been swallowed by the other nympho and their respective orgasms were not yet powerful enough to give off any other physical signs of having happened. Tamara was very impressed with how whole hog Vanessa had gone into this, much more so than any of her teammates. Still, even when bound and cuffed like a common whore, Tamara played to win and would not back down. If they were going to face down Las Brujas, she had no choice but to whip her girls into shape as much as she possibly could.

On and on the two dined on each other’s hot, wet, pulsating, pink and brown pussies respectively, showing no signs of slowing down. Jasmine, Nicole and Holly were all blown away by the raw stamina and primal hedonism on display right in front of their dazzled eyes. Vanessa, however, began to feel another orgasm coming on and she could tell that this one was going to pack much more of a punch than the last few. Still, she did not give in and kept charging on, full speed ahead. What she did not know was that Tamara was feeling the exact same familiar volts of pleasure rushing through her. Like her subordinate, she showed no weakness and persevered. Fight to the bitter end, no matter what. Their tongues, lips, mouths and fingers all went to work simultaneously, showing their opponent no mercy. Both girls felt their climaxes coming closer and closer and closer until finally, they could hold it back no longer.

“Mmmmmmmmmmmm!!!!” They both screamed into each other’s cunts one last time as they came.

They both tried their best to swallow their rival’s juices but they came so hard that a lot of it coated the other girl’s face and hair. Once their orgasms finally subsided, Vanessa sat up, turned around and cuddled up to Tamara, giving her a kiss as they both huffed and puffed. The other girls released Tamara from her bindings and the ebony beauty finally got to stretch her limbs.

“Well?” Vanessa asked.

“Excellent work, Nessa.” Tamara said, having already recovered. “You showed a remarkable competitive spirit and determination that your team could learn from…A+.”

“Thank you, ma’am.” Vanessa said. “But my team is the foundation of my work…I’d be nothing without them.”

The other girls’ dejected looks turned to pleased smiles upon hearing that.

“Spoken like a truly worthy leader, hun.” Tamara complimented. 

“Thank you, ma’am.” Vanessa said again before her eyes went wide as she realized what she just heard. “Wait…what?”

“You heard me, sweetie.” Tamara said. “I was wrong about you. I see now that no one is more worthy to lead Task Force 732 than you.”

Vanessa had a huge smile on her face as she hugged Tamara tightly. She didn’t know why she suddenly cared about her boss’s approval so much but it didn’t matter now.

“Thank you!” Vanessa said excitedly. “I promise I won’t let you down.”

“Do you know what it is specifically that changed my mind?” Tamara asked.

Vanessa shook her head no.

“Your approach to the game.” Tamara said. “You took it seriously but not too seriously. Your heart was 100% in it from the beginning and you have a raw passion and determination that is perfect for facing down the Brujas.”

“You didn’t go in full force blindly.” Tamara said, looking at Nicole, who looked away in shame.

“Or play it too safe.” Tamara said, looking at Jasmine, who rubbed her arm in sadness.

“Or allow yourself to be too easily provoked.” Tamara said, looking at Holly, who just rolled her eyes.

“Girls, let me tell you something you need to know.” Tamara began. “I know there wasn’t anything at stake with what we were doing here this week but that doesn’t mean you should have treated it like a vacation. Friendly fights and serious fights are very different and how each nympho sees each match can make a huge difference.”

“We understand, ma’am.” Vanessa said.

“Maybe you do, Nessa but I’m not sure about your girls.” Tamara argued. “Remember, you’re not at College grinding pussies with your sorority sisters and airheaded cheerleaders. Las Brujas are sexual warriors of unimaginable prowess and ruthlessness.”

“We know, ma’am.” Jasmine said. “Nessa and I beat two of them already.”

“They underestimated you.” Tamara argued. “They will not make the same mistake again after losing two of their best sicarias. From now on, I want you to treat every match, regardless of stakes or lack thereof, as if you are facing your most hated enemy. You need to be in that “fuck or be fucked” mindset. Never give into seduction. Fuck like your life depends in it because eventually, it will depend on it.”

“Yes, ma’am.” Vanessa said. “We’ll practice our clits off and won’t fool around anymore. From now on, sexfighting is all aggression and humiliation for us. Either we give or we receive. Is that right, girls?“

“Right!” The others answered firmly. 

“Good.” Tamara said, before losing her serious tone and reverting back to her usual sweet self. “That being said, girls, don’t overthink it too much. You can still treat regular sex as pure fun. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have a lot of cum to wash off of my body.”

Tamara got up, stretched and walked into the bathroom before running the water in the very large shower. The other girls waited outside before giving each other devious grins. They all knew that they were all thinking the same thing. Perhaps it’s time they show their boss just how seriously they take the game. They walked towards the bathroom door and opened it, piling in…

One hour later…

Ben walked back into the room, figuring that the girls have had all their fun by now but he saw no one in the bedroom and the bathroom door closed. As soon as he noticed this, Tamara walked out, toweling up her wet hair. As she noticed Ben, she shot him her typical, flirty gaze.

“Hello, handsome.” Tamara said.

“Hi.” Ben said. “Do you know where the others are?”

Tamara turned her head in the direction of the bathroom. Ben walked over and saw all four girls passed out on the bathroom floor, wet from water, sweat or both. They were completely out cold while Tamara looked like she didn’t even break a sweat.

“Wow…” Ben said in utter amazement. “Are you even human?”

“Some would call me an angel.” Tamara joked. “Care to have another taste for yourself?”

Unbelievable. After all the times she’d been fucked today, Tamara still wanted more. But who was Ben to deny her? He stripped down and joined her on the bed again. 

The next morning…

Tamara had to leave today after an extremely debaucherous week of testing. The girls and Ben were going to miss her a lot more than they thought they would. 

“Oh, do you have to go?” Nicole asked sadly.

“Just one more day?” Jasmine asked sadly.

“I’m sorry, my darlings.” Tamara said as she was about to leave. “I had a great time too but I am the Police Chief after all.”

“Come on, girls.” Vanessa said. “We shouldn’t keep her from her job any longer than necessary.”

“Teacher’s pet.” Holly teased.

“Hope we see you again soon.” Ben said.

“So do I.” Tamara said, winking at him. “Well, I’m off. You all did great in your midterms.”

“Wait, what?” Nicole asked. “Midterms?”

“Oh, yeah.” Tamara said. “I forgot to mention. These tests were just midterms. You still have finals next week.”

“What?” Vanessa asked. “What other tests are there?”

“Teamwork.” Tamara answered. 

“But you’ve already fucked all four of us at once.” Jasmine argued.

“Oh, I won’t be testing you myself this time.” Tamara said. “You’ll meet up at St. Lillith’s next week where four VERY GOOD friends of mine will be your examiners.”

“So, what? Four on four?” Holly asked.

“No.” Tamara said. “You’ll split into two teams. Vanessa and Nicole will be team one and Jasmine and Holly will be team two. I picked those teams because they are the only ones who have never had a two on two together. As you’ve already noticed, Las Bruajs like to fight in pairs of sicarias, so teamwork is essential. All four of you need to work in tandem and know how to work off of each other.”

“Who are these examiners?” Nicole asked.

“That’s a surprise.” Tamara said. “But they are all hardcore, incorrigible nymphomaniacs who live, eat, breathe and sleep sex and sexfighting. Like with midterms, it’s not about beating them. It’s about impressing them. They will grade your performances and send their feedback to you and then myself.”

“St. Lillith’s, you said?” Jasmine asked.

“That’s right.” Tamara answered. “Madam Red and I are…acquainted, so she let me do this for you. Plus, she wants to see the cartel taken down as much as we do.”

“Is she one of the examiners?” Vanessa asked, excitedly.

“No.” Tamara answered. “None of you know any of them. Meet at St. Lillith’s at noon one week from now. Olivia will meet you there and show you where you need to go.”

The girls took in everything they were just told. They were equally nervous and excited by all of this.

“Well, in the meantime…” Holly said. “We should get as much practice as we can.”

“That’s an excellent proposal.” Tamara said. “Goodbye and good luck.”

Tamara then left, leaving her subordinates alone to “study” for finals.

Meanwhile at an undisclosed location in Mexico…

A Las Brujas sicaria carefully entered one of their underground hideouts, delivering important news for El Jeffe herself. She just hoped now was a good time. She usually hates having her orgies interrupted, even when it’s urgent. She wandered in, seeing a massive bath the size of a football field filled with beautiful, naked women. Their leader was facing away from the sicaria as two of the women were suckling her tits.

“Jeffe…” The sicaria said carefully, hypnotized by the succubus in human skin just feet away from here.

La Malvada raised her hands, signaling her concubines to stop. The nervous sicaria knew to continue speaking now.

“We have news.” She said. “We have more information on the policia that caught Rubia and Morena…This will be very useful.”

Malvada snapped her fingers, signaling the sicaria to come closer. The nervous girl handed her leader an envelope full of the information. As La Malvada read it, an evil grin appeared on her black lipsticked face. She then pulled the sicaria into the bath with her and resumed her massive orgy. She would deal with this no doubt minor nuisance in due time.

Well, I got it done and just in time for Valentine’s Day. I hate to end on a cliffhanger before going on my break but I feel like I really need one. How long will it be? I don’t know. At least a week or two but no longer than a month. This arc was heavily focused on friendly encounters, so I plan on the next one being more aggressive and heated, like Tamara said. Thanks for reading, as always and I’ll see you soon.

The End

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