Almost three months had passed since Sabrina’s second and now unarguable defeat at his Wife’s hands and in that time, Ben’s life has changed a lot. Grace’s role in her breakout being exposed caused her family to lose even more stocks in their hotel chain and now, the very same hotel where Task Force 732 was born was now bought out entirely by Holly’s family. Holly of course, decided to move into the hotel and invite the other girls and Ben to share with her. They all said yes, not just because of the life of luxury, of course but also because of how symbolic the hotel was for the squad. It was where the girls first met, where they had their first foursome and where Jasmine defeated her nemesis and reclaimed her honor.
All five of them shared the massive penthouse. It had multiple bedrooms, so there was plenty of space to go around. Not that the girls would spend much time apart but everyone needs some amount of privacy. However, the new digs were not the biggest change to Ben’s life. The biggest change was Jasmine’s personality. When he first met her, Jasmine was a shy, awkward and quiet college girl that was dragged to a coed party by the other girls in her dorm. She was pressured into a game of seven minutes in heaven and got paired up with Ben. Truly a stroke of fate. Once they were in the closet however, Ben could tell how uncomfortable the poor thing was. Stuttering, blushing and one mean word away from crying.
Ben was far and away from the stereotypical college guy. He didn’t see the girls as pieces of meat. So, he offered to just sit in the closet with her for seven minutes so that neither of them would be mocked for bailing out. Jasmine appreciated it and calmed down, giving Ben the most pleasant and adorable smile he had ever seen. Jasmine could tell that Ben was very different from everyone else there. He wasn’t like the douchey, sex-starved college bros or her airheaded, slutty, attention whores of dorm-mates. He was the first person she met at that college that actually treated her with kindness and respect.
After that night, the two kept thinking about each other and eventually reconnected at another party. They soon began dating and the rest was history. After they tied the knot, Jasmine’s confidence increased greatly. She was now a loving, dedicated wife and an absolute angel whenever he was around her. After his cancer diagnosis, Jasmine became desperate to help him no matter what it took. She couldn’t imagine her life without him. So, she became desperate enough to resort to taking a loan from Sabrina’s crony and you know the rest. After recovering from her semi-comatose state and bringing down the twisted ginger once and for all, Jasmine’s personality had changed again and this transformation was even more drastic than the last.
She was still a loving and supportive wife, he knew that would never change but now…Wow. That adorable, blushing little ball of shyness that he first met at that college party was well and truly dead. Now, Jasmine fully embraced her raging nymphomania and her libido now made the whorish girls from their old college look like nuns. She was never not in the mood. He would often come home to her either masturbating, having fun with one or more of the other girls or already naked, she would just pounce on him the second he opened the door. She was an animal. Still, he fully supported her. He figured she deserved to unwind after all the shit she’s been through. Plus, what man doesn’t want a nymphomaniac wife?
Jasmine’s terrifying jealousy had also largely faded away. She was much more laidback now and wouldn’t turn into a vicious demon anymore just at the idea of another woman making a move on him. Given her own enjoyment of sex with the other girls, she figured she shouldn’t be a hypocrite. However, her rules laid out during their recent celebration were still in place. The other girls cannot have sex with her man until they earn it out by outfucking her first. A feat that most would consider impossible but Vanessa, Holly and Nicole loved a good challenge. Still, anything other than straight-up penetration was allowed and Ben enjoyed the occasional BJ from his Wife’s GFs, so long as Jasmine watched to make sure they didn’t try anything more.
As for Ben, his personality hadn’t changed at all since Jasmine met him. He was still her Prince Charming. Still that kind, empathetic, friendly guy from that party and she would always love him for that. He was sometimes overwhelmed by the extreme changes his life had taken since he beat cancer but he knew he had it made. Not only did he overcome something that not many people have but he also had a life that most men can only dream of. He felt like Hugh Hefner sometimes. He really did feel like he had everything and today was going to be even more special for him. It was his birthday. While he was at work, Jasmine texted him the following:
“I’ve got a surprise for you at the first floor pool when you come back.😘”
The hotel did have a pool on the ground floor that was much larger than the one on the balcony of the penthouse where Jasmine had her first and last confrontations with Sabrina. This one was the size of a pool used in the Olympics while the one on the balcony was about the size of a large pond. The girls liked to use it for leisure, exercise and…other pastimes. The pool also came with a very large locker room and shower, like an actual gym pool. Ben was both nervous and excited for what his lovely raven angel had in mind. Honestly, her libido has skyrocketed so much that he feels he needs the other girls around to keep her satisfied.
As he got home, he took a shower and then got suited up in his swimming trunks, although he knew he wouldn’t be wearing them for much longer. His heart pounded like a drum as he descended down the elevator to the pool. The elevator door opened to the room just outside the pool and Ben walked towards the door and opened it, revealing the large pool room. It looked very much like any pool you’d find at a high school or college. The familiar scents of floor tiling and chlorine filled his nostrils as he walked in. He looked around but could not find Jasmine anywhere. He was confused until he heard the sound of water splashing and saw two gorgeous female bodies rising up out of it suddenly.
“Oh!” Ben yelled in surprise.
“Gotcha!“ Jasmine said, giggling.
Jasmine and Vanessa were in the water. They were in very skimpy bikinis that just barely covered their naughty bits. Like when they went to the beach house, Jasmine wore a red bikini and Vanessa a green one. Their massive G cups floated slightly in the water. Jasmine’s black hair and Vanessa’s dark brown were drenched, heavy and matted down to their beautiful skin.
“We thought you’d never show up.” Vanessa said flirtatiously.
“So, what’s the surprise?” Ben asked eagerly.
“Be patient, honey.” Jasmine said. “For now, why don’t we all just enjoy a nice swim?”
“If you say so.” Ben answered.
Ben climbed into the pool, letting the water ease his tired bones from work. He let out a sigh of ease as he immersed himself and relaxed. Having two gorgeous, curvaceous babes bouncing around in skimpy bikinis near him made it a bit hard to clear his mind, though. Jasmine and Vanessa cuddled up to him. Jasmine on his left arm, Vanessa on his right. He felt the girls pressing their voluptuous breasts against his arms and struggled to contain the tent he was pitching in his trunks. He couldn’t help but look at the two beautiful ladies clinging to him as they gave him sultry smiles.
“See anything you like, stud?” Vanessa asked seductively.
Ben looked at Jasmine for confirmation that it was okay to answer her. Jasmine nodded casually. He was still getting used to how much more relaxed the raven was about the other girls hitting on him.
“Uh huh.” Ben answered nervously as he ogled the brunette’s impressive cleavage.
“I knew you would.” Vanessa said, giggling.
Vanessa looked like she was about to go in for a kiss but Jasmine gave her a look and she stopped. Not so much an angry “Back off, bitch!” look but more so a look like she was reminding Vanessa of something. The brunette stopped. Ben was rather curious as to why she was here but had no doubt that she was a part of the surprise Jasmine had planned. He couldn’t wait. The three of them enjoyed a nice, relaxing swim for a while, a little over an hour or so. Ben got to enjoy witnessing the girls wrestle around the water and splash each other, giggling. He was genuinely surprised and pleased by how much better Jasmine was getting along with her second greatest rival.
Ben liked Vanessa and not just because she was a hot brunette that fawned over him but because he knew how much the cop lady did for both of them. Thanks to her, Ben and Jasmine went from cancer patient and frantic wife to living in the lap of luxury. He found it appropriate that Vanessa would take part in this. He felt they both owed her that much. As he watched the two beauties play around, he noticed that they suddenly stopped and both gave him very devious looks. Ben felt his heart jump up into his throat.
“I think I’ve had enough swimming for one day, don’t you?“ Jasmine asked Vanessa.
“Yes.” Vanessa answered. “I think I could use a nice, hot shower.”
“You just read my mind.” Jasmine agreed.
The girls got out of the pool and Ben could see where this was going immediately. He got up and they all walked towards the shower room. Ben eyed up their bikini bottoms squeezing their tight behinds as they did, no doubt the girls noticed and enjoyed the attention. As they entered the shower, they noticed it was quite fancy. The tiled floors were shiny and multicolored and it was nice and roomy. Perfect for the girls’ favorite hobby. Jasmine and Vanessa quickly but sensually removed their barely there bikinis and their gorgeous, irresistible bodies stared Ben right in the face. Naturally, Ben jumped to conclusions and began to strip himself.
“Woah, slow down there, casanova.” Jasmine said, putting her hand on her husband’s shoulder. “I haven’t explained what the surprise is yet.”
“I mean, it seems pretty self-explanatory.” Ben said as he slipped his trunks back on.
“No, hun. Not that…yet.” Jasmine said, giggling. “Remember what you told me before I left for the beach way back?”
Ben tried to think back.
“You said that if you ever got to watch one of my matches, you wanted it to be in person.” Jasmine reminded him.
“Oh, yeah!” Ben said, excitedly.
“Well, now you get to be our live audience.” Vanessa said.
“But stay clothed for now, sweetie.” Jasmine requested. “I don’t want thunder thighs saying she was distracted when I whip her pussy for a third time in a row.”
“Keep talking, slut.” Vanessa said casually. “At least I could take a loss without almost going into a coma.”
Ben was shocked by such a low blow from Vanessa and even more shocked that Jasmine just brushed it off. These two had such an interesting dynamic.
“But yeah, as hard as it may be, no pun intended, you’ll have to stay clothed for now.” Vanessa agreed.
“Don’t worry, hun.” Jasmine said. “You’ll be rewarded by both of us once it’s over. The loser will be the plaything of both the winner and you for the rest of the night!”
“Wow…” Ben said, amazed. “Babe, not that I have no confidence in you or anything but are you sure about this?”
“It was her idea.” Vanessa answered.
“Sweet of you to ask but again, don’t worry.” Jasmine said. “If I can bounce back from Sabrina, nothing can get me down.”
“I’d hope so.” Vanessa said. “Snapping you out of it was way more of a pain in the ass than it needed to be.”
“Keep talking and next time, I’ll leave you hanging on that balcony.” Jasmine shot back.
“Yeah, yeah.” Vanessa shrugged. “You just sit back and enjoy the show, handsome. Save your energy for me once I finally tame your girl’s wild cunt.”
“You ready to get wet, bitch?” Jasmine asked.
“Born ready.” Vanessa answered.
The two got under two of the shower nozzles and turned them on, letting the warm water wash over them, cleaning the chlorine from their luscious locks as Ben drooled over them. What Ben did not know was that this was going to be more than just his birthday present. With Jasmine’s rage gone, Vanessa wanted to see if she can at least take the raven down in her normal state. Jasmine, likewise, wanted to see if she can actually beat the brunette without relying on her secret weapon. As such, they would consider this their first true match. No rage changing things up. They wanted this just as much as Ben wanted to watch, if not more so.
After washing up, the girls walked back in front of Ben, who sat on a bench awaiting his present. Jasmine and Vanessa, hair still wet and dripping from their shower, stared each other down closely. Their nipples inches away from glorious contact. They were just as excited as Ben was and all three of their hearts were pounding. The two of them turned their heads in Ben’s direction, as if to wait until he gave the signal to start.
“Uh…Go!” Ben said.
It was on.
The two nymphos gave each other devious grins and slowly approached each other. They were still soaking from their respective showers. Their hair was wet, matted and disheveled, giving them a primal, sexy look. Ben was already enthralled with the tension in the air. He was definitely going to enjoy his present. Jasmine and Vanessa walked towards each other, each footstep making a dripping sound from the wet tiles of the floor. This kept up for what felt like hours until finally, their beloved G cups at last collided.
“Oh!” They both cooed out loud, making sure their man could hear.
As they rubbed their already hardened nipples together, they locked eyes and silently decided between the two of them that they had tortured Ben with anticipation long enough. Now, it was time to get to the action. They wrapped their arms along each other’s toned backs in an intense bearhug, grunting and gasping as they grit their teeth from the pressure. They felt their rivalry begin to flare up and even Ben could feel the heat rising. He knew it was best to just keep his mouth shut and enjoy the show. No man would ever want to interrupt a confrontation between two women. Not just because he’s too busy watching but also because he wants to keep his intestines in his gut where they belong.
The two busty beauties gained fierce looks on their faces as they tangled. Their nipples stabbing into their areolas as they twisted each other around. They were tempted to look and see if Ben was liking what he was seeing but they feared that just doing that would scare him, they were giving off such vicious vibes. They shook it off and reminded themselves that they weren’t fighting Sabrina or one of her lackeys. It was supposed to be a friendly match with a partner they’ve been through thick and thin with. They slowed down a bit and brought their faces in nice and close for some smooching.
“Mmm…” They both moaned lustfully as they made out.
The sound of lips popping and feminine cooing echoed throughout the tiled room as the rivals kissed. At first, it was playful and passionate. Their tongues corkscrewed together, resembling a pink double helix as they rolled over each other. The look in their eyes as they swapped spit for Ben’s viewing enjoyment was palpable. They were half-closed, signaling pleasure and euphoria but they still had a tense and almost daring look to them. As if they were both challenging the other girl to take this a step further. A sexual game of chicken. They both knew that this would not last and that it would escalate into a full-blown, no holds barred throwdown of tongue, tits and pussy. They just wanted the satisfaction of making their rival break first.
Jasmine kicked it up a notch just slightly by reaching down and digging her fingers into Vanessa’s meaty ass cheeks. The water from the shower and reflection from the lights made her fine rear-end nice and shiny. Vanessa cooed, signaling her enjoyment but in actuality, her lower regions were boiling over. She could not give in before the raven. Speaking of Jasmine’s hair, Vanessa retaliated by reaching up and burying her own hands into her opponent’s wet, matted locks and yanking, still not breaking their tonguefight. They licked each other outside of their mouths, giving Ben a nice view of their show. He was clearly liking it, judging by the bulge in his trunks.
As they kept tonguing each other down, their spit began to swim down their faces and into their joined cleavage, even tickling their still battling nipples. Vanessa decided to make the next move by lurching forward and sending the two lusty and still kissing nymphos to the tiled floor. Not one to be outdone, Jasmine began rolling the two of them around the place as they kept making out. Their wet hair flew all over as they rolled on top of each other over and over again, often switching directions just to mess with their rival’s head. They then unknowingly rolled in Ben’s direction to the point where they actually bumped into his legs. They finally broke their titanic kiss upon realizing this and looked up at Ben. He looked nervous. As if two lions who were too distracted by each other just remembered that their next meal is right next to them.
However, the girls just smiled at him pleasantly. They got up and gave him a kiss on each cheek, giving him chills, before resuming their battle. This time, Jasmine was the one to initiate their catball. She tackled Vanessa and they once again began rolling all over each other across the tiled room, this time in the opposite direction. They once again locked lips and swallowed each other’s tongues before they went into the wall opposite of Ben. Jasmine was pinned against the wall with Vanessa in the dominant position. Once the slutty brunette realized this, she broke the heated kiss and gained a devious grin. She aligned their hot pussies and put all of the weight into her sexy body into holding the raven down and tribbing the life out of her.
“Agh!” Jasmine groaned as her rival ground into her viciously.
Their nipples once again stabbed into each other’s areola as Vanessa fucked Jasmine. Ben would never admit it but the both sight and idea of his wife being dominated like this was hot as Hell. Their wet, shiny bodies jiggling, their damp, disheveled hair flying all over and the sound of Jasmine moaning like a bitch in heat. He wasn’t sure if he wanted this to never end or if he wanted it to end right now so he could finally ease his extreme arousal. Jasmine’s eyes clenched in pleasure as Vanessa continued to trib her. Ben could see her shapely ass swaying back and forth with effort.
“Ohhhh!!” Jasmine moaned.
“That’s it, honey.” Vanessa teased. “Just sit back and enjoy yourself.”
Before Jasmine could fire back, Vanessa once again sealed off her mouth with her own, ramming her slutty tongue down Jasmine’s equally slutty throat. They both moaned into the kiss as Vanessa’s labia fused into the raven’s. Both upper and lower lips battling. Vanessa rubbed her rival fiercely against the wall, which in turn forced Jasmine back into Vanessa’s tribbing even harder. Jasmine decided to embrace the position as best she could by hugging Vanessa into her even harder. Despite the position, she also tried her best to trib the brunette back and was doing a better job than Vanessa anticipated.
Jasmine tribbed upwards, grinding her pussy into Vanessa’s, making them both moan loudly into their kiss. Their drool pooled down their faces and into their joined cleavages. Vanessa retaliated by reaching down and grabbing Jasmine’s fine ass cheeks, her hands being squeezed between the tiled floor and her rival’s butt. She dug her fingers into the meaty cheeks, further pushing Jasmine into the trib. She then unleashed a barrage of grinding. Back and forth, left and right, making sure every inch of her cunt was rubbing into every possible inch of the raven’s cunt.
“Mmmmm!!!” Jasmine moaned into Vanessa’s mouth.
It took some tricky maneuvering but Vanessa managed to line up their clits and went to town. Jasmine could almost feel her eyes roll into the back of her head as her opponent nailed her. Her ass against the floor and Vanessa’s hands, her back literally against the wall and her mouth, tongue and tits all against those of her rival made it impossible for her to escape. Every movement just resulted in her being pushed against the brunette even further. This round was as good as over and she could feel her first orgasm of the night approaching at what felt like mach speed. The pleasure just kept getting more and more overwhelming until finally, Vanessa released the raven’s mouth.
“AGGGHHHHHHH!!!” Jasmine shrieked as her juices came bursting out.
Vanessa cooed as she felt her rival’s warm fluids swim up her own vaginal canal. She then got off of Jasmine and allowed her to collapse further into the tiled floor, her wet and disheveled hair blanketing her face as she laid there hyperventilating. Vanessa turned around to look at Ben, who seemed surprised, concerned for Jasmine, impressed and turned on all at the same time. Vanessa smiled at him as she flipped her brown locks out of her eyes.
“I hope you have more than that.” Vanessa mocked as she turned her head slightly. “We wouldn’t want to deny the birthday boy his show, now would we?”
“No.” Jasmine answered coldly as she began to catch her breath. “We certainly wouldn’t.”
Before Vanessa could even begin to respond, Jasmine pounced on her from behind. Vanessa yelped in surprise as Jasmine wrestled her to the ground. Within seconds, the raven had the brunette’s limbs locked behind her own. She made Vanessa spread eagle for Ben to see, showing off her bright, ripe, pink pudenda. His eyes showed a look of absolute enthrallment and focus. Vanessa struggled to get free but couldn’t. Her teeth clenched and eyes winced in frustration.
“Enjoying the view, babe?” Jasmine asked Ben.
“Umm…Yes?” Ben answered somewhat nervously.
“Then you’re gonna love this.” Jasmine said.
Jasmine proceeded to bring her hand down to Vanessa’s twat and began brutally rubbing her out.
“Ohhhh!!” Vanessa moaned. “You fucking bitch!”
“You know you love it, slut.” Jasmine teased.
Jasmine’s hand moved at what seemed like machine-like speed. The sound of Vanessa’s fluids sploshing from the stimulation filled the room, along with the brunette’s panting. Jasmine pressed her sharpened nipples into her rival’s back, feeling Vanessa’s wet hair brushing against them as she knifed her hand into the brunette’s pussy. She would alternate between the numbers of fingers she would use and it proved devastating.
“Agghhh!!” Vanessa yelped.
“That’s right, moan like the bitch in heat that you are!” Jasmine mocked.
Jasmine was practically lightly slapping Vanessa’s inner labia around as she slightly raised her hand up towards Vanessa’s hard, pulsating clit. Vanessa jerked around both from the pleasure but also in a feeble attempt to break free. It was of no use. Jasmine had her in a vice grip with all four limbs. Vanessa’s face was one of pure submission. Her eyes closed tight, her teeth gritting and her face blushing behind strands of her wet, brown hair. Jasmine’s, on the other hand, was one of fierceness and determination but also joy at her dominant position. She continued to pound Vanessa’s pleasure bud, making her rival moan louder and louder until the brunette gave off jerking movements that any nympho would instantly recognize.
“Agh! Ugh! GOOOOOOOODDDDDD!!!!!” Vanessa cried as she spewed her fluids all into Jasmine’s, still pleasuring hand.
The arrogant raven enjoyed the warm feeling on her hand as she released her opponent, who fell forward panting, her wet hair curtaining her.
“You never never get tired of being punished by me, do you?” Jasmine mocked. “But that’s okay. A true nympho never turns down a challenge and it makes for a great show for my honey.”
Ben actually felt a little bad for Vanessa and was about to open his mouth to comfort her when the brunette suddenly recovered out of nowhere.
“Keep talking shit, you cocky cunt.” Vanessa shot back through her huffs and puffs. “It’ll make it all the more gratifying when I fuck you into unconsciousness for your man’s viewing pleasure!”
“Well, your plan sure seems to be an unorthodox one.” Jasmine teased. “Or do you plan on outfucking me from this position?”
“Maybe I do!” Vanessa yelled before she sat right on top of Jasmine’s twat without moving from that spot.
“Agh!” Jasmine yelped in surprise.
“See what celebrating too early gets you?!” Vanessa bragged.
“Do your worst, slut!” Jasmine dared.
“Careful what you wish for.” Vanessa advised.
The brunette then began viciously rubbing into Jasmine from behind in a reverse tribbing position. She started with a slow, hard, brutal grind, pushing her cunt as deep into Jasmine’s as physically possible and harshly dragging it across from top to bottom.
“Ugh! Fuck!” Jasmine cursed from the tense pleasure.
“Yeah, you like that?” Vanessa teased. “I hope so, because I’m gonna do this to you all night as Ben fucks you at the same time!”
“Keep agh! Dreaming, whore!” Jasmine shot back.
Ben was both scared but also massively aroused at the hostile tone this match had quickly taken. He kind of wanted to tell the girls to chill out but he wasn’t ready to be emasculated just yet. Interrupting a standard catfight is suicidal enough for a man. Try interrupting a sexfight. Not that any observing man would want to stop the show either way.
Vanessa continued her reverse grinding, grabbing Jasmine’s leg and holding it to her chest for leverage as the raven’s calf was cushioned in Vanessa’s beautiful cleavage. Jasmine’s moans and panting echoed throughout the room, amplified by the floor tiles. Her hair flowed behind her, blanketing the ground as she was fucked. Vanessa’s own hair and tits bounced as she humped her rival. Jasmine could feel the brunette’s G cups slapping against her leg. She looked at Vanessa’s sweet ass waving around as her rival dominated her.
She could not deny that Vanessa was very good at tribbing. It seemed to be her specialty. The hot cop babe simply knew how to work her cunt against that of another bitch. Still, Jasmine was determined to turn the tables at some point. She would not lose in front of Ben, not again. She just had to pick her moment. For now, it seemed best to just submit and not waste any more energy needlessly. Like any battle, a sexfight was about knowing the right moment to strike.
Vanessa and Jasmine’s clits continued to grind into each other’s inner labia in a perpendicular position but it was clear that Vanessa was dishing out much more pleasure on Jasmine than vice versa. Vanessa pressed her advantage and Jasmine could feel her climax closing in on her at breakneck speeds. Jasmine did not resist and just accepted that the brunette won this round. Vanessa should’ve seen that as an immediate red flag but she was too high off of her victory to notice.
“Oh! Agh! FUUUUUUUUCCCCCKKKK!!!!!” Jasmine screamed exaggeratingly to give the illusion that the orgasm was much more overwhelming than it actually was.
Vanessa disconnected herself from her opponent as she laid there panting, her long, thick, dark hair fanning out behind her on the shower floor. Vanessa grinned in arrogant satisfaction. However, feigning defeat and allowing her opponents to think they had the match in the bag was a favorite and very effective tactic of Jasmine’s. Just as women often have to fake orgasms when they are with underperforming men, nymphos can also overplay their orgasms against each other in a form of psychological warfare. Like any other war, sexfights are just as much, if not more so about strategy as they are about sheer power and physicality.
As she basked in her victory, Vanessa turned around and looked at Ben with the most seductive bedroom eyes that a woman can possibly give. Her look was the sexual equivalent of a tiger analyzing its next meal. She slowly and sensually walked towards Ben, who looked like a deer in headlights when suddenly, the look of seduction on Vanessa’s face turned to one of shock and surprise when Jasmine’s arms wrapped around her from behind and dragged her all the way into one of the showers at the other end of the wall.
Before Vanessa could utter a single word, Jasmine once again sealed off the brunette’s mouth with her own as she pinned her against the wall. Their breasts mashing together tightly and nipples inverting each other as the raven reached behind Vanessa to turn the nozzle of the shower and the hot water came raining down on the two battling nymphos. Jasmine viciously tongued Vanessa’s mouth down, exploring her own tongue and gums, barely giving her any room to breathe. Ben got up and moved in to get a closer look. The sight was everything a sexfight should be. Primal, intense and the girls looking completely lost in the ecstasy of their game. The shower pelted down on them, further drenching their already soaked hair as Jasmine continued to orally dominate Vanessa. She then brought their pussies into alignment and the second they made contact.
“Mmmmmm!!!” Vanessa cried into Jasmine’s mouth.
The brunette thought she was a damn good tribber but this was truly something else. It was as if a fire had been lit between their dueling pleasure centers. However, Vanessa sensed no rage whatsoever emanating from her rival. She remembered that fateful sexfight with Sabrina and how the raven just kept getting up time and time again no matter how many times she came. What was it that drove her this time? It was like her mind was crystal clear and as unclouded as the sahara sky. Was she really unbeatable? No. Sabrina defeated her once but that was before she discovered this new secret weapon. How was it that a nympho like Jasmine could exist in this world?
The raven pushed on, brutally pushing their experienced cunts into one another against the shower wall as Ben watched with absolute enthrallment. Vanessa actually hated the handsome man watching her be so relentlessly fucked like this but she felt completely powerless to stop it. She felt Jasmine’s gorgeous flesh all over her like a warm, velvety blanket, their hands buried in each other’s damp, matted locks, their tongued drilling against each other like two pink snakes, their nipples penetrating each other’s tender skin and of course, Jasmine’s sweet, succulent twat eating her own twat alive.
She was ensnared in a trap of sex. Her back felt the coldness of the shower wall while her front felt the heat of her rival’s sexual onslaught. The sound of the two sluts moaning could be heard over the water pounding against the tiles. It was not long at all before Vanessa felt another orgasm coming on and she could just feel it in both her gut and her loins that this one would be particularly winding. She had no way of holding it back and no way of escaping Jasmine’s glorious domination. All she could do was brace herself as best she could.
“Mmm! Mmm!!! MMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!” Vanessa shrieked into her rival’s kiss as she came, spraying out all over their snaked legs.
Unlike Jasmine, her orgasmic scream was very real. The raven released her and she fell forward, just barely landing on her hands in time to avoid a faceplant. She felt like her cunt had just been hit by a truck. A beautiful, black-haired, G-cupped truck. Jasmine, however, was not done. As Vanessa lied down, panting like she was giving birth, Jasmine pushed her down, making her lie on her back. The raven then bent down and began furiously eating Vanessa out.
“Agh!” Vanessa cried. “Oh, God! You cunt-eating whore!”
Jasmine responded by nibbling on her lower lips, making her moan even louder. Ben had only seen two sexfights in person, both of which involved his Wife and he still could not believe how primal, fierce and overwhelming they were to witness. It was like the drama, suspense and intensity of an action movie combined with the sensuality and hypnotizing atmosphere of porn.
Jasmine’s wet, black tresses blanketed over Vanessa’s thighs as she continued her onslaught of cunnilingus. The shower was still going as Jasmine’s saliva, Vanessa’s pussy juice and the water from the shower all mixed together inside the brunette’s red, ripe cunt. Vanessa reached down to pull her opponent’s hair as she was eaten out with absolute vigor. Jasmine held her down by her inner thighs. She tried to wiggle away but the ravenous raven kept following her, her slutty tongue never once leaving Vanessa’s sweet, delicious pussy.
Jasmine’s tongue worked around Vanessa’s inner walls like a trapped snake slithering all over the place in a desperate attempt to escape its confinement. The brunette felt like her cunt was volcano ready to erupt at any moment and it was only made worse when Jasmine’s legendarily skilled tongue reached her opponent’s bulbous, erect, pink, pulsating pleasure bud.
“Gooooooddddd!!!” Vanessa yelled as Jasmine buried her mouth all over her clit.
She unleashed every oral weapon she had on the helpless organ. Lip, tongue, teeth, spit and combinations of all four. The pleasure felt like it was not of this world. Vanessa could feel yet another climax beginning to rear its ugly head and she could tell that this one would be even more effective than the last. She had to do something. She yanked on Jasmine’s tresses, she tried to flip them both over, she used her legs to squeeze the raven’s head but nothing even came close to helping her. Her situation was hopeless and once again, all she could do was prepare herself for the oncoming atomic bomb about to be blown in her insides.
“Oh! Ah! No! Goddamn it! FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!” Vanessa wailed.
Her secretions came out in the eruption she predicted. What wasn’t swallowed by Jasmine coated her all over before quickly being washed away by the still running shower water. Vanessa had nothing left. She struggled to stay conscious but her exhausted body was working against her.
“You…goddamn…cunt…” She said weakly before finally passing out.
Jasmine quickly got up and turned the shower off before turning around to see that Ben had already gotten out of his trunks and was sporting a monster erection. The two quickly pounced on each other and fucked like rabbits. In her unconscious state, Vanessa could just barely hear the sound of the two grunting and moaning as they made love both ravenously and lovingly. This went on to the point where time was lost on them and after God knows how long, Ben finally blew his load inside his gorgeous, nympho Wife. The two then fell back down to the tiled floor, cuddling and giving each other passionate, loving looks as they soon fell asleep on each other.
Sometime later, Vanessa woke up, still disheveled and groggy from the night’s activities. She looked over to see Ben and Jasmine passed out together, smiling. She was both happy for them but also regretful and a bit bitter that the two of them forget all about using her as a sex slave for the night. She was looking forward to the threesome even if she lost. Oh, well. They were two crazy kids in love and it couldn’t be helped…Or could it? A thought suddenly occurred to her. Was Jasmine deliberately trying to fuck her into unconsciousness just to keep her from joining her and Ben? She shook it off as her just not being able to help being a bit of a sore loser. She decided to leave the star-crossed lovers there for now and left the shower and pool, not forgetting her bikini.
She got some looks and catcalls as she wandered through the hotel in her skimpy two-piece before finding the elevator. As she got back to the penthouse the five of them all shared, she took another shower and fixed herself up before noticing that it was now late at night. She got on her computer to check her email and what she read shocked her greatly. She received an email from the precinct that Chief Ames was not only going into retirement but also being replaced by a woman!
The End
