Nymphos of the Caribbean by Yuri LesboLover
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Part 1
A few months had passed since Jamie’s little escapade in Taiwan and the CIA had finally gotten a break in tracking down more members of the Bringers of Light. Or so they suspected. Jamie and Stacy being closest to the case, were assigned to stay as passengers on a cruise ship. The S.S. Orgasmic. The cruise starts at Miami, Florida and consists of a full month of sailing throughout the Caribbean. It gives them plenty of time to track down and apprehend the suspected member of the Bringers of Light that the boys at Langley believe is on the ship. Jamie and Stacy were both given a list of suspects with pictures, which they have yet to look at as they’re just now getting settled into their opulent cabin.
The S.S. Orgasmic is named as such due to its laidback and raunchy atmosphere. It’s more or less a sex hotel at sea. Women, passengers and crew alike are required to only wear bikinis. That sat just fine with the two nymphomaniacal spies. Who wants to wear anything but a swimsuit in boiling hot Caribbean weather anyway? Plus, it gave them both plenty of eyecandy. Nonetheless, this wasn’t a vacation. The two were here on business but if they caught their suspect early, Langley would allow them to enjoy the rest of the cruise at their leisure. Now that was something worth fighting for. Assuming that the redhead and blonde didn’t kill each other before then.
Jamie’s tits and pussy were still burning for sweet sexual vengeance against Stacy after not only being defeated but also humiliated by her for three months straight after their last mission. Jamie barely even attempted to hide her bitterness at that from Stacy. Now she had to be alone with her and she didn’t even have Hitomi at her side this time around. She still missed her raven rival deeply and was hoping that she’d be there so they could get payback together. Alas, such is life. The two busty beauties had unpacked all of their things and were getting settled into their cabin. As was required by the cruise, Jamie wore an orange bikini to match her hair while Stacy wore a green one.
“Stay focused on the mission, fire crotch.” Stacy lectured as Jamie was unpacking. “We get our perp early and we can enjoy as many women on this ship as we please.”
“Yeah, yeah.” Jamie said in an annoyed tone as Stacy eyed up her bikini clad rear end.
“Still being a sore loser?” Stacy asked mockingly.
“Now who needs to stay focused on the mission?” Jamie asked rhetorically as she caught Stacy ogling her. “Have you even looked at the suspect list?”
“There will be time for that.” Stacy argued. “For now, let’s get some rest and try to blend in. That’s what spies do. Hide in plain sight.”
“Just don’t get in my way.” Jamie said coldly. “I’ll find our perp while you can stay here with your thumb up your cunt.”
“Have you forgotten that I outrank you?” Stacy asked in an annoyed tone.
“Have you forgotten Taiwan?” Jamie asked back. “Hitomi and I did all the work while you did jackshit!”
“I gave you the info you needed!” Stacy argued. “If it were just me, I could’ve taken those MSS sluts myself! Two on one!”
“So why didn’t you?” Jamie asked.
“Because it was your mission. Not mine.” Stacy argued. “I’m not some arrogant glory hound. I follow orders. Besides, you and Hitomi beat them and I beat you both. What does that tell you?”
“Well, you sure rewarded us for our efforts.” Jamie said sarcastically.
“You both loved everything I did to you.” Stacy said smugly. “Besides, what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger.”
“Good.” Jamie said. “Cause I plan on getting another shot at the title.”
“Like I said, the mission comes first.” Stacy said as the two began to calm down.
However, the more relaxed tension didn’t last long as the two began to once again ogle each other’s impressive assets in their G-string bikinis. Stacy typically hid it much better but she always lusted for the ginger every bit as much as Jamie lusted for the blonde bombshell. The sexual tension in the air was rife but neither girl wanted to be the one to give in first.
“You know…” Stacy said seductively. “I’m kind of surprised that you’re even still into the game after what I put you through in Taipei, red.”
“Then either you’re bullshitting or you’ve forgotten what separates sexfighting from all other forms of conflict or competition.” Jamie said confidently. “In sexfighting, no loss is permanent. No defeat is certain. No matter how many times you get your pussy kicked, you still want more. Oftentimes, defeat only fuels your lust even more.”
“Spoken like a true nympho.” Stacy admitted. “But if you’re so dead set on this, why don’t we have ourselves another little wager?”
“You and your gambling addiction…” Jamie teased. “I’m listening.”
“Whoever nabs the target first wins.” Stacy explained. “If you win, you get to have me as a sex slave for just as long as I had you in Taipei.”
Jamie went wide eyed at the idea of that. Her heart pounded with excitement.
“Yes. Three full months.” Stacy explained. “But we’re both busy girls. So, how about this? You get to have me as a sex slave for 90 days. You can call it in whenever you and I share a day off. My tits and pussy will be all yours for that entire day and you get to do so 90 times. How’s that sound, babe?”
“It sounds like everything I’ve ever wanted.” Jamie said.
“I thought you’d like it.” Stacy said.
“Hold the phone.” Jamie said. “What do you get if you win?”
Stacy sat in silence for a few seconds.
“You know what?” Stacy asked. “I think I’ll keep that a little secret. You’ll find out yourself WHEN I win.” Stacy said. Emphasizing the word “when”.
Jamie was honestly nervous about that. After three months of sexual domination and humiliation at the other nympho’s hands, what could this penalty possibly be if she wanted to keep it a secret?
“You’re not scared, are you?” Stacy asked mockingly.
Jamie shook off her apprehension.
“Fuck no!” She said confidently. “It’s a bet!”
“Good.” Stacy said deviously. “Now, let us look at our list of suspects.”
Stacy took out two pamphlets and handed one of them to Jamie. They both opened them and took a look at the list of potential suspects. As they both suspected, all of them were female. There were six all together.
Lexi Adler:
Age: 19
Cup size: D
Hair color: Dyed cyan with pink tips. Original hair color suspected to be brunette.
Occupation: Waitress at the ship’s bar.
Other notes: Daughter of Denise Adler and niece of Kelly Woods. Has a hyperactive, fun-loving personality and is known for fondling random women on pure impulse.
Denise Adler:
Age: 39
Cup size: DD
Hair color: Brunette
Occupation: Businesswoman
Other notes: Mother of Lexi Adler and older twin sister of Kelly Woods. Depressed due to a recent divorce and is likely on the cruise to take her mind off of things.
Kelly Woods:
Age: 39
Cup size: DD
Hair color: Dyed raven. Likely to differentiate herself from her identical twin sister.
Occupation: Wedding planner
Other notes: Aunt of Lexi Adler and younger twin sister of Denise Adler. Widowed. Is an avid partier and hard drinker.
Hannah Carson:
Age: 30
Hair color: Dirty blonde
Cup size: F
Occupation: Masseuse at the S.S. Orgasmic’s spa.
Other notes: Has a reputation for getting unnecessarily handsy with her massages. Or perfectly necessary depending on who you ask.
Michelle Peterson:
Age: 26
Cup size: E
Hair color: Red
Occupation: Bartender on the S.S. Orgasmic.
Other notes: Is known for starting incidents with other women at the bar. She likely hasn’t been fired due to male and likely female patrons enjoying the show.
Rebecca Hudson:
Age: 35
Hair color: Strawberry blonde
Cup size: F
Occupation: Head of security on the S.S. Orgasmic.
Other notes: Commands an all female security troop. A martial arts master. Is known for roughing up suspects and is particularly physical with female suspects.
The two nympho spies analyzed their suspects thoroughly. They very much liked what they were seeing.
“Any one of these lovely ladies could be our perp.” Stacy said.
“Yes. Indeed.” Jamie agreed. “Which is why we should investigate each and every one of them nice and thoroughly.”
“Of course.” Stacy agreed. “Perhaps multiple times as one of us might be able to catch something that the other missed.”
“Yes, many, many times.” Jamie said. “Anyone has the potential to be a criminal after all.”
“Yes and any investigator would take pride in becoming as familiar with their suspects as possible.” Stacy added. “Know them inside and out.”
“Get up close and personal.” Jamie said.
The two put their pamphlets down. Their loins were almost melting with anticipation for what was to come. This was going to be a cruise like no other.
“You know…We should get some practice in before we get started.” Stacy said suddenly.
“Huh?” Jamie asked.
Before the ginger could react, the blonde had already shed her bikini and pounced on top of Jamie on the bed, pinning her to the mattress. Jamie’s eyes went wide but her mouth was immediately silenced by Stacy’s powerful tongue which wrestled her own relentlessly. Stacy’s hands expertly removed Jamie’s bikini while still not breaking her domination of her helpless rival. Jamie immediately got angry at the sudden attack, finding it cowardly but she tried her best to fight back. She yanked hard on Stacy’s long, thick blonde hair while the older nympho managed to align their lower lips perfectly together and began grinding away.
“Mmmmmmm!!” Jamie moaned into the frantic kiss as she was pussy fucked.
Stacy lightly chuckled herself, enjoying Jamie’s struggling. She was quite the sadist. She pumped into the poor girl up and down as if she were fucking a common whore. Stacy’s F cups pressed hard into Jamie’s E cups as she felt the other bitch’s nipples penetrate her areolas. Jamie rapidly slapped Stacy’s big, round, jiggly ass cheeks as best she could, making an audible smacking sound that created a vibration effect in the room. Stacy returned the hair pull as she continued fucking her and felt her clit dominate Jamie’s. She pumped into her younger opponent so much that the bed began to shake. Eventually, Jamie, who had already been worked up from the anticipation of all the women on their list, could not handle this anymore as Stacy finally broke their kiss to hear her scream.
“Ohhhhhhhh!!!!” Jamie shrieked as she climaxed.
“Ohhhhhhh, yes!” Stacy moaned as she felt her pussy get filled up with Jamie’s steaming cum.
As Jamie’s orgasm subsided and she lay there panting profusely, Stacy peeled her labia off of Jamie’s and pulled Jamie’s hair to take her off of the bed on her knees.
“Agh!” Jamie groaned. “You fucking bitch! Too chickenshit to fight me when I’m actually prepared?!”
“Any nympho worth her clit is prepared to fuck at every waking moment.” Stacy lectured. “Especially a spy. Always expect the unexpected. Besides, I just like hearing you scream. Lucky for you, the walls on this ship are soundproofed for exactly that.”
“When I find our bitch before you do, I’m gonna do things to you that you can’t even imagine!” Jamie promised in a hoarse, angry voice.
“I’m sure you will.” Stacy said tauntingly. “For now though, you owe me a victory pussy licking. Maybe a nice cum shower will cool you off anyway.”
She then forcibly shoved Jamie’s face right into her cunt, still pulling hard on her long, red and now sweaty hair. Jamie wasted no time in lapping away at Stacy’s succulent, juicy, meaty, tender pudenda.
“Ahhh, that’s it, bitch. Make yourself useful.” Stacy teased as Jamie lustfully ate her out.
Jamie responded by nibbling on Stacy’s distended pleasure bud.
“Agh!” Stacy yelped as she yanked Jamie’s head out of her crotch, leaving a trail of pussy juice and saliva.
“You clit biting little skank!” Stacy cursed.
“You want me to eat you or not?” Jamie asked rhetorically. “It’s my mouth and I’ll do what I want with it! If I wanna chew on your clit, I’ll chew on your fucking clit!”
Stacy scoffed at Jamie’s feistiness.
“Well, why don’t we see how you like it?” Stacy asked rhetorically.
The blonde then used her grip on Jamie’s hair to throw her back onto the bed on her back before she immediately crawled on top of her in a reverse position. Jamie was happy to welcome the challenge.
“I’m gonna make a meal out of your tasty little fire crotch!” Stacy declared.
“I’m not gonna stop until I make this whole ship sink in your cum, you beach blonde bimbo!” Jamie shot back.
And with that, they dove into each other’s muffs and devoured one another ravenously. Nothing but the sounds of lustful moaning and frenzied slurping could be heard as they went at it with complete abandon. Stacy’s flowing blonde hair blanketed over both of their legs. Everything that a human mouth could possibly do to a pussy was done to both of them by both of them. Labias were nibbled, clits werr sucked and bitten, tongues were constricted by vaginal walls, saliva mixed with fluids and was swallowed back infinitely. Fingers and even fists were added into the mix. The two sex-crazed sluts only ever paused to express how much they enjoyed humiliating each other.
“Your pussy tastes so fucking good, I could swallow it whole!” Jamie declared.
“Your cum is like tangy kool aid! I can never get enough!” Stacy declared.
Orgasm after orgasm after orgasm after orgasms hit them both over and over again. Their faces and hair quickly became soaked and matted in their secretions that never ever seemed to run dry. Eventually however, after what had to have been at least two full hours of non-stop mutual cunnilingus, Stacy finally rolled off of Jamie after one last mutual orgasm and face coating. The two spies huffed and puffed as they rested from their brutal competition.
“I hate you, you cuntlicking whore.” Jamie said.
“Look who’s talking.” Stacy said. “You were practically inhaling my muff.”
“The 69 duel was your idea, bitch.” Jamie shot back.
“You loved every second of it. And you call me a cumslut.” Stacy teased.
“Yeah, I loved it.” Jamie admitted. “And I’ll love this too!”
Before Stacy could react, Jamie had pounced on her and immediately brought their still red, ripe and juicy cunts together before violently tribbing into the blonde.
“Ugh!” Stacy grunted in shock. “You sneaky little slut!”
“You pussy fucked me and now I’m pussy fucking you!” Jamie declared.
She reached down to tightly squeeze Stacy’s bouncing F cups as she fucked her bitchy boss, enjoying every moment of her sweet revenge. She pulled her pelvis back and slammed it forward again like a slingshot, wanting to make a show of how much she loved fucking her rival.
“Ahhhhh!!” Stacy moaned. “Come on, you redheaded hussie! If you’re gonna fuck me, make it a good one!”
“I’ll fuck you so hard that you’ll cum out of every hole you’ve got!” Jamie shot back.
The ginger then dipped her head down to tongue wrestle with the older nympho. The two sucked on each other’s tongues sloppily and ravenously before sealing their lips in a passionate, hateful kiss. This time it was Jamie’s E cups compressing against Stacy’s larger F cups and her nipples poking into the blonde’s areola. Her payback was almost complete but not quite. So much cunnilingus had made Stacy’s twat as hot and ready as a Little Caesar’s pizza. It only took a few minutes for Stacy to begin feeling what was to come and then it happened.
“Agggghhhhhh!!!!” Stacy screamed as she came hard, filling up Jamie’s insides just as she had made Jamie do to her. The two peeled apart and separated, once again hyperventilating.
“We’re even now.” Jamie stated.
Stacy caught her breath before responding.
“Alright, fine.” Stacy said. “We’ll call it a draw…for now.”
“Can’t finish what you started, blondie?” Jamie asked tauntingly.
“We have a mission to do. Focus on that.” Stacy advised. “Now I’m gonna get some shut eye.”
“No shower?” Jamie asked.
“You’ve already given me plenty.” Stacy said as she wrung Jamie’s cum out of her hair.
“Well, I’m gonna explore the ship a little.” Jamie said.
The ship was super laid back about such a thing. The S.S. Orgasmic was very much a “Live and let live” kind of attraction. If it wasn’t behind a locked door, it was fine to go to at any time of day.
“You’re not gonna shower first?” Stacy asked.
“Nah. I happen to like walking around with the smell of ripe cunt all over me.” Jamie said.
Stacy scoffed and went to bed as Jamie got her bikini on and left. The ginger was a disheveled mess from her brief but vicious sexfight with the other spy but she hoped it would help her get some more action later on. The smell of sex can bring out any woman’s inner nympho after all. Jamie also enjoyed the feeling of fresh Caribbean air on her mostly naked body. She began wandering the upper decks as she continued reading her list of suspects, wondering which one of these fine pieces of pussy she should “investigate” first. She then started to get agitated with Stacy and her arrogance. The blonde was letting Jamie potentially get a head start on their little wager and didn’t even care. Is she really so smug? Suddenly, an unexpectedly strong gust of wind blew the pamphlet out of Jamie’s hands.
“Shit!” Jamie cursed as she chased the paper down.
A few feet later, Jamie saw a hand reach up and grab the paper out of the air before it blew off into the night sky. Jamie looked to see that the hand belonged to an absolutely stunning, voluptuous brunette in a drool worthy black bikini. Her hair was long and luscious, going down to her ass but what caught Jamie’s attention was her tits. Good God, they might just be the biggest that Jamie has ever seen. They were monumentally massive. A G cup at the least. Jamie was nearly hypnotized by the vision of sex before her.
“This yours, red?” The brunette asked in a sultry voice.
“Oh…yeah. Thanks.” Jamie said, snapping out of her semi-trance.
“You should be more careful.” The brunette said.
“Yeah, I will.” Jamie said as she took the paper back. “You didn’t read it, did you?”
“I’m no snoop.” The brunette answered.
“Good. Cause if you read it, I’d have to kill you and you’re way too hot to kill.” Jamie joked.
The brunette chuckled.
“You’re an odd one, red.” The brunette said.
Jamie suddenly began ogling her enormous rack again.
“Just pretend your paper’s my tits and you should be able to hold onto it no problem.” The brunette said.
“It’s not the only thing I want to hold onto right now.” Jamie teased.
This beauty was not on the list but the horny ginger just couldn’t help herself.
“Jamie, by the way.” Jamie said, introducing herself. The brunette remained silent.
“And you are?” Jamie asked curiously.
“If I told you, I’d have to kill you and you’re way too hot to kill.” The brunette joked.
“Hardy har.” Jamie joked. “Look, I’m here on serious business but once that’s all taken care of, I hope we can meet each other again.”
“The feeling’s mutual.” The brunette said. “For now though, I’m a busy girl myself. Ta ta.”
The brunette left and Jamie eyed up her swaying ass as she walked away. It’s not like Jamie didn’t have a lot of options at the moment. Not only with her list of suspects but pretty much every other woman on this ship. You’d have an easier time finding a cactus in Antarctica than a straight woman on the S.S. Orgasmic. Still, this brunette completely captivated Jamie’s attention. The nympho spy silently thanked God for giving her so many beauties, past and present to compete with and she hoped she would get to enjoy all of them on this cruise. For now though, Jamie could use some relaxation, so she decided to go to the pool.
Part 2
Brooke had already found herself enjoying the company on this cruise. The ginger babe she just ran into was someone that she definitely had to keep in mind. However, the brunette wanderer was here for one reason above all else. Business. Despite being on the run, she had done an excellent job of disappearing and had even managed to get herself a new and very independent…career in which she was her own boss. Nonetheless, her past did follow her to some degree. She couldn’t help but wonder what Vanessa and her girls were doing right now…And who they were doing it to. The busty brunette regained her focus. She was still a Huntress, so to speak and she was on the S.S. Orgasmic looking for a very specific person. Now, late at night with most passengers in their rooms sleeping would be the most likely time for her prey to be out and about. Brooke’s target was seeking something herself and Brooke knew exactly what.
The brunette pranced around in her black bikini as her mesmerizing G cups and thick ass cheeks bounced and swayed around respectively with each subtle movement. Brooke tried not to think about Vanessa or Jamie as she soon found herself in one of the lower decks where the ship’s museum of valuables was located. She very carefully slipped in past the door, trying not to make a sound. This was hardly her first time being sneaky, thankfully. The room was pitch black and quiet as a mouse but Brooke knew that that was exactly what her target wanted her to believe. She groped around for a light switch before finding it and flipping it on, revealing quite a breathtaking sight. A woman that appeared to be every bit as well endowed as Brooke was shown in a tight gray, camo patterned catsuit with her hands all over the jewel cases, apparently trying to get in and take them. She had long, deep, midnight hair as black as the night sky, contracting her gray outfit. Startled, the thief turned around, whipping her raven hair around as she did and revealing a Catwoman-like cowl that showed her lovely, lipsticked mouth.
“It’s a little late for a tour, don’t you think?” Brooke asked jokingly.
“I could ask you the same question.” The thief said in a seductive, posh London accent that would melt any man or woman’s heart.
“I know who you are, Clouded Leopard.” Brooke said. “Or should I say, British socialite Lana Newsted.”
“Well, aren’t you well informed?” Lana asked rhetorically as she shamelessly checked out Brooke’s bikini body.
“I always get my mark.” Brooke said.
“Well…So do I.” Lana added. “Now, we don’t have to make this ugly. How much do you want? I’ll even go 50/50. You strike me as skilled. Maybe we can even become partners.”
“Fat chance.” Brooke said. “The only payday I’m interested in is you.”
“Oh…A bounty hunter, are you?” Lana asked flirtatiously. “Or maybe it’s a different kind of payday you’re after?”
“Maybe I’m after both.” Brooke said equally flirtatiously. “I consider myself a Huntress after all.”
“Oh, I know…Brooke MacTavish…Formerly known as La Cazadora of Las Brujas.” Lana said proudly.
Brooke’s face seemed visibly shocked.
“You’re not the only bird who’s well informed, love.” Lana said. “Just like I’m not the only one with a price on my head.”
“Well, that eliminates turning you into security.” Brooke said, regaining her composure.
“You never would’ve done that to begin with.” Lana said, calling her out. “I know you have a very distinctive…MO in your hunts.”
“I’m guessing you have the same.” Brooke said seductively.
“Why don’t you bring that fine arse of yours over here and find out?” Lana challenged.
Brooke didn’t need to hear another word. She ogled Lana’s impressive assets, squeezed tight by her latex catsuit. Brooke knew that she was a G cup just like her. In her days as La Cazadora, Brooke had full access to her then boss, La Malvada’s database of notable figures and other criminals. The ambitious, nymphomaniacal drug lord planned on using such information to spread her cartel’s influence all over the world, starting in the US. However, her plans were cut short by a special law enforcement task force that we all know and love. Brooke still had access to such records, thankfully. Lana Newsted was an already wealthy British socialite who moonlighted as the world renowned cat burglar, the Clouded Leopard. Named so for her gray, camo outfit. Money wasn’t an issue for the raven. She just loved the thrill. She lived for adrenaline and fun. She had pulled heists all over the world. Brooke, now being a freelance bounty hunter, planned on collecting the significant cash prize on the beauty’s pretty little black haired head. The brunette and raven approached each other until their succulent G cups came together, making them both sigh out loud from the contact, even with their revealing clothes still on.
“I’ve dealt with bounty hunters before but you…” Lana said as she caressed Brooke’s hair. “You’re unlike anyone I’ve ever seen, love.”
“I’m much more than a pretty face, Ms. Newsted.” Brooke said as she turned her gaze up towards the security camera. “I assume you’ve hacked those cameras, making them show nothing happening in this room?”
“You’ve really done your homework.” Lana said. “Of course I have. What kind of ameteur do you take me for?”
“Good.” Brooke said with a devious grin. “No one will interrupt us as I make you my bitch.”
“Typical American overconfidence.” Lana said dismissively. “But yes, I can take my time ravishing every inch of your beautiful tits and cunt.”
Brooke could not take anymore of this. She grabbed a tight handful of Lana’s dark hair and pulled, making the voluptuous thief grunt out loud in shock before Brooke silenced her mouth with her own. The black and brown haired bombshells kissed and tongued each other’s mouths down with passion and lust, moaning and sighing as they did so. Brooke sensually slid her hand down her opponent’s back until her hand that wasn’t pulling Lana’s hair sank its fingers deep into her meaty ass as it was constricted tight by the thief’s latex suit. Brooke broke the kiss with a spray of spit but kept nose to nose with the British beauty.
“You must be sweating up a storm wearing that outfit in Caribbean weather.” Brooke said flirtatiously.
“I happen to like getting sweaty with other women.” Lana said. “But you’re right. This thing will give me a heat stroke…And my health should come first.”
“That it does.” Brooke said with a chuckle. “And you know, this bikini is just way too tight. I think it might even be cutting off my blood circulation. We don’t want that, now do we?”
“No. We certainly don’t.” Lana said seductively.
The two G-cupped bombshells pulled apart from one another before quickly shedding their constricting outfits. Brooke watched as Lana’s perfect body was displayed to her in all of its nude glory. She had even taken her mask off. There was no point after all given that Brooke knew her identity. However, it also sent a silent message. Lana had no intention of letting Brooke leave this room. That was just fine by her. Brooke had no intention of letting Lana leave either. This would be her first bounty and Brooke had a reputation to start building. No one gets away from her. Lana struck a pose for the brunette, showing off her pale white skin. Brooke struck a pose in return. The two of them were both perfectly aware of how stunning and irresistible they were. It wasn’t them being cocky. It was them knowing facts for what they were. Lana Newsted was 27 years old. A full eight years younger than Brooke’s 35, yet the brunette still fought just as hard as a girl in her early 20s and Lana couldn’t help but be impressed.
“You’re a G cup…Just like me.” Lana pointed out.
“You’d be surprised at how many G cups there are out there.” Brooke said, reminiscing on her past.
“I’ve fought and won against bigger cup sizes, love.” Lana bragged. “I’ve tangled with bitches in every continent. If she exists, I’ve fought and outfucked her. Often more than once.”
“You certainly don’t lack confidence.” Brooke said. “But you’re not the only one who travels a lot.”
“Oh, I’m well aware.” Lana said deviously. “You’ve gained quite a reputation.”
“How did you even know who I am anyway?” Brooke asked.
“I could ask you the same thing.” Lana shot back.
Despite Brooke’s hatred of La Malvada, she didn’t want to reveal her source of information. Besides, the crazy nympho was locked up tighter than Fort Knox. She was already broken physically and mentally by Tamara. No need to rub salt in the wound. Besides, that information was still useful to Brooke and she would rather keep it to herself. At least for now.
“Not talking, are you?” Lana asked. “That’s fine by me. I’ll just fuck the information out of you.”
“Then we both have something the other one wants.” Brooke said. “Come try and take it, bitch.”
The two naked nymphos slowly and seductively strutted their hourglass shaped bodies towards one another. Their dark brown and jet black hair both contrasted their pale skin beautifully. As they got within an arm’s reach of each other, Lana reached out and began fondling Brooke’s impressive assets. The British beauty was squeezing and bouncing her rival’s womanly splendor.
“Enjoying yourself?” Brooke asked.
“Very much.” Lana said.
She was, however, secretly annoyed that Brooke was not reciprocating the groping. Lana always prided herself on her body’s flawlessness and she knew that Brooke wanted nothing more than to cop a feel. She wished the brunette would stop playing this game of one upmanship and just get down and dirty with her like the raging nympho they both knew she was. Lana decided to tease her a bit more by lowering her head down and closing her lips over Brooke’s throbbing, pink milk bud before suckling away with fervent lust.
“Mmmm…” Brooke quietly moaned as she felt the raven’s tongue swirl all over her nipple.
She once again grabbed a tight handful of Lana’s black hair and pulled but the thief refused to unlatch her mouth from Brooke’s breast. She used her other hand to continue molesting Brooke’s other tit. Brooke decided that two could play at this game. She used her rather impressive flexibility to turn her head enough to be able to suck on Lana’s G cupped left breast in retaliation. Lana grinned into her suckling, taking joy in Brooke’s participation. She reached around Brooke with her free hand and palmed and squeezed her rival’s thick, meaty ass. Once again, Brooke retaliated by grabbing Lana’s ass right back just as hard and roughly. It was getting good now. The two nymphos loudly sucked and slurped on each other’s nipples, wanting the other woman to hear just how much they both loved what they were doing. Eventually however, Brooke could not take this any longer. She unlatched her mouth from Lana’s tit and pulled her dark hair until the two were face to face and nose to nose.
“I want your cunt! Now!” Brooke declared. Lana smiled proudly.
“I knew you couldn’t resi…” Lana could not finish her sentence before Brooke dragged them both down into the ground.
The two wrapped their smooth, shapely legs around each other. Their lower lips were mere inches away from glorious fusion. They looked deeply into their rival’s eyes, hands on the other nympho’s shoulders as they panted hot breath into one another’s faces.
“You do the honors, love.” Lana said flirtatiously.
Brooke didn’t need to be told twice. She pulled the raven into her and their labias finally joined into one.
“Aghhh!!!” Lana cried.
“Fuck!” Brooke cursed.
The two bucked and rocked their bodies back and forth together as their horny clits immediately came out of their hoods to join the fight. The two busty beauties bearhugged, mushrooming their monumental mammaries together as they tribbed like nobody’s business. Nipples slid over each other and penetrated areolas as mouths and tongues passionately wrestled.
“Mmmmmmm…” The two babes moaned into their make out session.
Hair was pulled, asses were spanked and squeezed, tongues were lustfully sucked between lips. The sexfight was now well and truly on. Brooke was honestly having the time of her life. She hadn’t had a good fight since her farewell match with Vanessa, which was months ago. She had to focus all of her effort into disappearing and then starting over but her current opponent knew her far better than she expected her to and could easily ruin everything for her if she wanted. Granted, Brooke had just as much compromising info about her in turn but she couldn’t afford the risk. She could tell that Lana loved to mess with people and Brooke had to make sure that she won. Her future depended on this fight and fights with genuine stakes like that often prove to be the most exhilarating by far. Lana felt just as much pressure to fuck Brooke herself. She didn’t know how Brooke discovered her identity or how Brooke even knew she’d be on this ship but it meant that the great clouded leopard had gotten sloppy. She couldn’t let this happen again. She’d lose everything if Brooke ran her slutty mouth which Lana was currently tongue fucking. For her own sake, Brooke had to be fucked into submission. They broke the kiss, again in a spray of spit.
“I hope you’re not getting tired yet cause I can go all night.” Lana bragged.
“You have no idea what life in the cartel was like, you smug slut.” Brooke said. “This is a cheap one night stand compared to the easiest nights I had back in the day.”
“Then allow me to turn the heat up for you.” Lana said.
The raven began grinding into the brunette harder and faster than before. Brooke responded in kind. The two pumped into one another like a well oiled machine. Their movements were so intense that their G cups bounced around like jello molds.
“I can feel your weak little clit giving into mine!” Brooke announced.
“Your delusions of grandeur are almost as pathetic as your tribbing!” Lana shot back.
The two fucked and fucked and fucked like rabbits in heat. Their clits vibrated and compressed into each other as their pussied exchanged juices. Eventually, both of them felt the all too familiar electric volts swimming through their bloodstreams and then it finally happened.
“Ohhhhhhh!!!!” Lana shrieked.
“Ahhhhhhh!!!!” Brooke screeched.
They both climaxed at exactly the same moment, shooting their loads directly into the other nympho’s twat and filling each other up with hot feminine fluids. They stopped for a moment to rest and regain their bearings. They were about to continue but both their eyes shot wide as they heard what sounded like footsteps approaching the room they were in. They quickly peeled their juicy labias off of each other and scrambled to pick up their discarded clothes before both quickly but quietly exited the room in the opposite exit of where they heard the footsteps. They both gazed into the dark room to see another stunning woman march in. She was a strawberry blonde with hair down to her ass, wearing a white bikini and holding a communication device in her hand. She also had a hat on that showed she was with security. Her breasts were amazing. Brooke and Lana could tell at a distance that she was a fellow G cup. The woman began speaking into her communicator.
“This is Hudson. I don’t see anything in here but I’m positive I heard something. Check the cameras.” She said.
“Copy that.” A male voice on the other end said. “And would it kill you to say please once in a while, Rebecca?”
“That’s Ms. Hudson to you!” Rebecca scolded. “I am your superior in both title and ability and you will address me as such!”
“Whatever you say.” The man said. “I’m rewinding the footage now. Nothing seems amiss. No people. No movement.”
“Is that so?” Rebecca asked rhetorically. “I suppose you think I, the head of security, must be hearing things and losing my mind?”
“I never said that.” The man argued.
“But you’re clearly thinking it.” Rebecca said. “That is when you’re not busy thinking of me without this bikini on. Keep dreaming, loser.”
“Still nothing.” The man said, barely attempting to hide the annoyance in his voice.
“Watch your tone!” Rebecca demanded. “We’ll keep an eye out and if I find out that there really were intruders here tonight, it’ll be your balls! Understood?!”
“Yes, ma’am.” The man said as Rebecca walked away, strutting her firm ass as she did.
“She seems like a charmer.” Brooke said sarcastically.
“I guess you were right about there being more G cups out there than I thought.” Lana said.
“We’re not done yet, whore.” Brooke reminded her.
“No. We’re not.” Lana said. “But this isn’t the time or place. We’ll continue this later. At least we got one orgasm out of each other.”
“I suppose.” Brooke said disappointingly.
“I’d rather not risk getting captured. Especially by a ball crusher like that.” Lana said.
“Nor would I.” Brooke agreed. “Why don’t we continue this in your cabin?”
“Why not yours?” Lana asked in return.
Neither woman was willing to give the other more information on them than they already had. The silence was their answer.
“Next time we fight, that blonde bitch won’t be here to save your sorry cunt.” Brooke said. “I’ll fuck you until you can’t walk for a month!”
“I look forward to seeing you try, love.” Lana teased. “Au revoir.”
The two quickly got dressed and slipped away, careful not to run into Rebecca as they did so. Brooke was annoyed. Like any nympho, she hated being clitblocked…or cuntblocked or whatever the female equivalent of that saying was supposed to be. Ah, well. It’s a long cruise and Lana certainly wasn’t trying to avoid her now. Plus, there are plenty of other hotties on this ship to help her scratch any itch she may have. Speaking of which, she wondered what that cute ginger she ran into earlier was up to right now…
Part 3
If Jamie wasn’t already worked up from her inconclusive sexfight with Stacy, then she definitely was now after running into and flirting with that mysterious brunette with massive tits. She hoped to find her again and pound her pussy into the ground in the very near future. However, she needed to cool off right now and focus on the mission and sleeping in the same room as Stacy certainly wasn’t going to help with that. So, she decided to go to the pool for a nice, relaxing dip. She’d have it all to herself too as people usually prefer to go to the pool when the sun is out and all the bikini babes are prancing around. She eventually found the gigantic pool. It was easily the size of a football field. It took up almost the entire deck. She was about to jump in when suddenly her urges got the better of her. She knew she had to calm herself down but her list of fuckable suspects was calling her name. She had to look at it again and decide who would be her first conquest of the cruise. She just had to. The horny ginger got comfortable on a lawn chair and began looking over her list again, trying not to salivate at the images of so many beauties. Jamie found it difficult to decide who she would go after first but what she did not know at the time was that someone was about to make that decision for her.
As Jamie was lustfully gazing at her list of targets, using the illumination from the pool as a reading light, she suddenly noticed that it was getting dark around her. There was a shadow forming behind her. Her spy instincts began to kick in when suddenly…
“Gotcha!” A high pitched, cutesy voice said from behind her as Jamie felt someone’s breasts push into her back and hands squeeze and fondle her bikini clad E cups.
“Ahhh!!” Jamie shrieked.
She heard giggling from behind her as the mysterious person continued molesting her. Jamie then pulled away and turned around to see who it was. Her annoyance and anger subsided as she couldn’t believe her eyes. The crazy hair color of cyan with pink tips made it abundantly clear who it was. Lexi Adler! One of her listed suspects. She had the biggest, silliest smile on her face as Jamie looked at her in shock.
“Sorry about that.” The mischievous cutie said. “You just have such a great rack that I couldn’t resist. It’s a bad habit of mine. Or a good one depending on who you ask.”
“Sneaking up on girls to molest them isn’t nice, little girl.” Jamie teased.
“Your nipples disagree. They’re hard as rocks.” Lexi teased.
Jamie seemed visibly embarrassed.
“What were you looking at that you were so lost in anyway?” Lexi asked.
Jamie didn’t know what to say as she wasn’t expecting anyone else to be here. Let alone a pervy teenager to grab her tits.
“I…Uhh…” Jamie stammered.
“Oh, you were reading porn, weren’t you?!” Lexi accused. “That’s why your nips were hard!”
“Okay, you got me.” Jamie said, realizing she didn’t have a better alibi.
“Can I see?” Lexi asked.
“You grope me in a surprise attack and then ask me to show you the porn I’m reading?” Jamie asked. “You ever heard of this thing called privacy, hun?”
“Nope.” Lexi said jokingly. “If you ask me, women should be willing to do and share anything with each other.”
“Well…It’s not done yet.” Jamie said.
“Not done? What do you mean?” Lexi asked.
“I…I’m an erotic writer.” Jamie said. “I was reading my own story for review. I just wanted to see how it looks so far.”
“Well, having a second opinion might help.” Lexi offered.
“Sorry, I already have a clear vision for it. You’ll have to wait like all my other readers.” Jamie said.
“You’re no fun.” Lexi pouted.
This girl would be adorable if she wasn’t such a nosy, handsy pest. Still, Jamie found her rather amusing to talk to.
“Can you at least tell me what it’s about?” Lexi asked.
Jamie sighed. The teenager really was a slave to her curiosity.
“Will you stop bugging me if I tell you?” Jamie asked.
Lexi thought about it for all of two seconds.
“Nope.” Lexi said bluntly.
“You’re such a little brat!” Jamie said with a chuckle.
“Come on, just tell me!” Lexi giggled as dragged Jamie back into the chair with her, tickling and pawing at her relentlessly.
“Stop it! Ahahahaha!!!” Jamie laughed from the tickling.
“Tell me! Tell me! Tell me!” Lexi pestered.
“Alright, alright, just stop!” Jamie said.
Lexi stopped her tickling and the two girls sat and caught their breath for a moment.
“It’s…about sexfighting.” Jamie said.
“Sexfighting?” Lexi asked.
“Yeah.” Jamie confirmed. “Two or more women competing with each other sexually. Surely you’ve heard of it.”
“Yeah, I have.” Lexi said. “Do you write for this one site that has a lot of stories like that? Clipboard or whatever it’s called?”
“Nah.” Jamie said. “This is actually my first story ever.”
“Really?” Lexi asked. “What’s the premise?”
“It’s about a beautiful ginger who goes on a cruise ship to relax and keeps getting annoyed by some teenage brat with cotton candy hair.” Jamie said sarcastically.
“Oh, ha ha.” Lexi joked. “Alright fine, I guess I can wait but I wanna be your first reader.”
“I know better than to argue with you at this point.” Jamie said.
As much of a handful as Lexi was, Jamie couldn’t deny how easy on the eyes she was as well. She wore a tie dye bikini with mixed colors of blue and pink like her hair. She really seemed to like those colors. Her file on the list said she was a D cup and Jamie could tell. That cup size was quite impressive for a 19 year old. Lexi grinned as she noticed Jamie eyeing her up.
“What are you staring at?” Lexi asked teasingly.
“What, you can grab my boobs but I can’t look at yours?” Jamie asked.
The redhead then decided to do something daring. In the blink of an eye, she slipped her hand behind Lexi’s top and undid it, causing it to fall off and her breasts to be exposed.
“Ah!” Lexi shrieked.
“I knew it! Your nipples are hard too, you little slut!” Jamie teased.
“You bitch!” Lexi cursed.
The teen then retaliated by snapping Jamie’s bikini top off.
“Oh!” Jamie yelped.
“There. Now both our milkers are out.” Lexi said with pride.
“I guess so.” Jamie said. “And on this cruise, that’s normal.”
“Wow. You’re huge.” Lexi said as she reached over and began fondling Jamie again, tweaking her nipples.
“Have you never heard of consent?” Jamie asked.
“Nope.” Lexi answered bluntly.
“Well, let’s see how you like it!” Jamie declared.
The ginger proceeded to grope and fondle her new frenemy’s naked tits in payback.
“Oh!” Lexi moaned. “Oh, it is so on!”
The two horny sluts just silently molested one another in this lawn chair for what felt like an eternity. They pinched and twisted nipples, squeezed and poked flesh, smacked the other girl’s breasts against each other and more until the silence was finally broken.
“Where’d you get the idea to write a sexfight story anyway?” Lexi asked, hands still on Jamie’s E cups.
“From my real life experiences.” Jamie answered honestly and proudly as she groped Lexi in return.
“Really?” Lexi asked with genuine excitement and curiosity. “What’s it like? How many have you had?”
“More than I can count.” Jamie answered. “And babe, you have no idea what you’re missing. You have not lived as a woman until you’ve popped your sexfight cherry.”
“Well, describe it to me.” Lexi demanded.
“What’s the magic word?” Jamie asked teasingly.
Lexi responded by pinching both of her nipples quite hard.
“Agh!” Jamie groaned. “You little bitch! Fine, I’ll describe them.”
Lexi perked up.
“It’s not an easy thing to describe, though.” Jamie explained. “No two sexfights are exactly the same.”
Lexi listened attentively as the two of them still did not remove their hands from each other’s tits.
“If you ask me, the best fights are the ones with real stakes.” Jamie went on. “The ones where you have a genuine reason to try and win other than the joy of dominating and humiliating the other bitch. It adds so much spice to it. So much more rage, desperation and animal instinct. It’s so good.”
“That does sound really exciting.” Lexi said. “I’ve read stories about sexfights before like the one you plan on writing. They’re really hot. I remember this one story about this guy whose female cousin went on to have a foursome with these three other nymphos. It was really kinky. And there this was this other one about some archeologist who gets trapped in a temple with this evil lady and their sexual pleasure fuels some kind of ancient mechanism. And then another one about this professional fighter that takes on some robot designed by a rich guy. And…”
‘Geez, does she have an off switch?’ Jamie thought to herself as the loquacious teenager just kept yammering on. Eventually, Jamie decided to shut her up in the best possible way.
“And then the jungle ladies took on these cavewomen and…” Lexi said before her mouth was silenced by Jamie’s.
Lexi was taken by surprise but immediately began kissing back as her and Jamie’s tongues wrestled passionately inside of their sealed mouths. The two hotties continued to make out for about two full minutes before Jamie broke the kiss and pulled back, leaving Lexi with butterflies.
“What was that for?” Lexi asked.
“It was the only thing that would make you stop talking.” Jamie answered with blunt honesty.
“There are definitely worse ways to make someone be quiet.” Lexi admitted. “You know how to use that mouth of yours.”
“Take a guess as to why.” Jamie said sarcastically. “You weren’t so bad yourself. I take it you’ve kissed girls before?”
“Oh, yeah. Lots of times.” Lexi answered. “You don’t go to as many all girl sleepovers as I have without getting some tongue action.”
“Oh, really?” Jamie asked, curious.
“Yep.” Lexi answered. “Most of my girlfriends say that I’m a better kisser than their boyfriends, even.”
“I’ll bet.” Jamie said deviously.
She then pulled Lexi by her shoulders towards her and the two began tongue kissing again. This time for much longer and with even more lust and passion. They swapped spit, sucked tongues and pulled hair. When Jamie reached behind the cotton candy haired minx to grab her ass, she realized how massive it was. Big, thick, bulbous and meaty. Quite possibly the best ass she’s ever felt in her life and she has felt many of them. Jamie had to break the kiss just to point it out.
“Damn, girl.” Jamie said. “You don’t just have a cake, you’ve got the entire bakery back there.”
“Yeah, I get that a lot.” Lexi said as she reciprocated the ass grab. “Your ass is pretty nice in its own right.”
“Nothing compared to yours.” Jamie said.
“But your tits are way better than mine.” Lexi said. “I guess I’m an ass girl and you’re a tit girl.”
“It would appear so.” Jamie said. “Since you’ve never had a sexfight before, I’d be happy to show you the ropes.”
“Actually, it’s pretty late. I should get back to my cabin.” Lexi said.
Jamie was disappointed that not one but two smoking hot potential opponents had to bail on her tonight but she understood.
“If you say so.” Jamie said.
“Yeah. My Mom and Aunt brought me on this cruise to keep an eye on me anyway.” Lexi explained.
“They don’t seem to be doing a very good job.” Jamie joked.
“Not really.” Lexi said with a chuckle. “I was just exploring the ship when I saw you and couldn’t resist getting a good squeeze.”
“Do you grope every busty girl you see?” Jamie asked.
“I try to control myself but it’s hard.” Lexi said. “They always end up liking it and groping me back anyway, like you did.”
“No wonder your family wants to keep you under control.” Jamie said.
“Well, it’s mostly my Mom.” Lexi explained. “My Aunt’s actually pretty wild.”
“Oh, is she?” Jamie asked deviously.
“Yeah. I’m not sure if she’s into this but she’s a hard drinker and a partier.” Lexi said. “Oh, I almost forgot. We never introduced ourselves, did we?”
“Oh, that’s right.” Jamie said.
The two beauties proceeded to do just that before Lexi left as they shared one last kiss goodbye. As she left, Jamie suddenly remembered why she was on this cruise in the first place. Lexi seemed way too innocent to be a member of the Bringers of Light but she also knew that cults often target the young and naive for membership. She knew better as a spy than to rule anything out without being completely certain. Still, she hoped that Lexi was as innocent as she seemed. She looked forward to instructing her in the ways of nymphomania. At that point, Jamie took her dip and after a few minutes, managed to calm herself down enough to turn in for the night. She grabbed and towel and dried off before heading back to the cabin she shared with Stacy, hoping the bitchy blonde was already asleep.
Part 4
Jamie and Stacy had managed to get through a night in the same cabin without violating each other, although it was not easy. What Jamie didn’t know was that the CIA were acquainted with the owner of the cruise and she could ask for accommodations of her own if their mutual lust continued to interfere with the mission. Stacy failed to mention that to the ginger. It just slipped her mind at first but she honestly loved fuckinh with the other spy(in every possible sense of the word), so she would keep it to herself for now. In general, Stacy had really let her hair down since Taiwan, both literally and figuratively. She had abandoned her facade of seriousness and embraced her true nature as a hedonistic nympho. Besides, that’s par for the course on the S.S. Orgasmic. If anything, her old all business persona would make her stick out like a sore thumb.
Stacy was walking the upper decks, loving all the leering eyes on her shapely behind as it swayed alongside her flaxen hair in her yellow bikini thong. She had decided to give the investigation a go, having given Jamie enough of a head start. The buxom blonde knew exactly who she would go after first too. The ship’s premiere masseur, Hannah Carson. From her image alone, Stacy had taken an immediate dislike to her. The fact that Stacy and Hannah looked like they could be twins certainly didn’t help. Blondes and brunettes are natural born archenemies but the only thing blondes hate as much as brunettes are other blondes. Especially when Stacy and Hannah resemble each other so perfectly. Same age, same F cup size, same long, thick blonde hair that looked ripped straight off of a Barbie doll and even the same piercing blue eyes. There were only two real differences between them. Stacy was a bit more pale and pasty white while Hannah, working on a Caribbean cruise, had more of a dark tan. Also, Stacy’s hair was more of a bright honey blonde while Hannah’s was more of a deep dirty blonde. Other than that, the two were perfect mirror images of each other and oftentimes that’s all it takes for two women to become the most bitter of enemies.
Stacy in general just got a very bad and angering vibe off of Hannah. Maybe it was just her natural instincts for rivalry kicking in but something about the other blonde just rubbed Stacy the wrong way and as a spy, she knew better than to ever ignore her gut. If Stacy’s intuition was correct, she would nab her suspect today and spend the rest of the cruise relaxing and no doubt fucking every other woman on her list just for fun. She could just imagine the look on Jamie’s face. She had to ask around to be guided towards the spa where Hannah worked but eventually found her way. It was clear that Hannah was the star attraction of the spa. Given her reputation for happy endings, it was understandable as her face was plastered all over. Seeing it just made Stacy even more irritable. Hannah clearly had quite the ego and Stacy would enjoy fucking her down a peg…or twenty. She walked up to the receptionist in the lobby.
“I’m here to see Hannah Carson.” Stacy said.
“Do you have an appointment?” The girl asked.
“No but it’s important. A last minute kinda thing.” Stacy explained.
“Ma’am, I can’t just let you…” The receptionist cut herself off as she listened to her ear piece for a bit. “Uhh…Nevermind. Ms. Carson will see you now.”
Stacy was surprised but then realized that Hannah was likely watching her somehow. Her immediate animosity must be mutual for the other blonde.
“Thank you.” Stacy said as she marched in.
Stacy found herself in a room that appeared to be what she expected. Empty and private with a cushioned stand for customers to lay on as they get massaged. However, sitting in a chair next to the stand was the woman Stacy had come here to see. Hannah Carson in the flesh and what eye catching flesh it was. The two blue eyed, blonde bombshells stared at one another intensely as the tension in the air became palpable. As a spy, Stacy had come to be able to read people like books and she knew that Hannah felt the same competitive fire in her upon seeing the honey blonde, which was exactly why she let Stacy in without an appointment in the first place. As was the regulation on the cruise, Hannah wore a pink bikini that highlighted her sumptuous F cups rather nicely. She seemed to enjoy the sight of Stacy’s own F cups in her yellow bikini top as well. Even Hannah’s hair seemed to be every bit as long and thick as Stacy’s own. The similarities were as stunning as they were infuriating.
“Hannah Carson, I take it?” Stacy asked.
“The one and only.” Hannah answered with pride. “What gave it away? My face plastered all over the lobby?”
“You sure aren’t shy.” Stacy pointed out.
“It’s all part of the job.” Hannah argued. “When people see that their would-be masseuse is as beautiful a creature as I am, they tend to be much more willing to set up an appointment.”
Stacy rolled her eyes at Hannah’s extreme vanity.
“Speaking of appointments, why did you let me in here without one anyway?” Stacy inquired.
“I saw you out there and I just liked the look of you.” Hannah answered rather flirtatiously. “Thankfully, it’s only the first full day of the cruise and business is slow. We can take our time.”
“That’s good to hear.” Stacy said equally flirtatiously.
“Now it’s my turn to ask questions.” Hannah said. “Who are you? And not that I mind but what made you barge in here and demand to see me without an appointment?”
“I saw your face all over the lobby and I just had to see for myself.” Stacy lied. “Besides, I kind of had a gut feeling that you would let me in…And I was right.”
“It would appear so.” Hannah said.
The dirty blonde could see right through Stacy. While she was not aware of Stacy’s true intentions for being here, she could feel the flames of rivalry burning within both herself and the honey blonde. She was also rather aggravated by Stacy’s entitlement in acting as if she was more important than any of her other customers by demanding to see her. She would teach this whore a lesson. Hannah smiled deviously.
“Shall we begin, then?” Hannah asked in a sweet tone, obviously acting. “What kind of treatment would you like, beautiful?”
“You’re very kind.” Stacy said in equally fake sweetness. “The full treatment. I’m overworked and my body is tired and achy.”
“Those certainly aren’t the words I’d use to describe your body.” Hannah said. “But as you wish. Take that G string off and lay down here on your front so that we can get started.”
Stacy did as she was told. Hannah ogled her shamelessly as the honey blonde stripped down, letting her F cup jubblies out to jiggle. Not taking her eyes off of the dirty blonde until the last second, Stacy then got on the stand, laying on her stomach as instructed. Her massive mammaries pushed up a little as she laid down and flipped her thick blonde hair to the side. While Stacy couldn’t see her, she could somehow sense Hannah stripping down herself. She had a feeling that wasn’t part of her typical treatment but she sure wasn’t about to protest. Hannah then got out her massage oil and rubbed it into her hands nice and thoroughly as she once again grinned deviously before sliding on her swivel chair back over to Stacy as she continued checking her out.
“Your body really is something else.” Hannah said seductively. “You must take really good care of it.”
“It’s all natural.” Stacy bragged.
“Is that so?” Hannah asked skeptically. “Well, what a coincidence. So is mine.”
“That’s very impressive.” Stacy said. “You’ve really got a rockin bod. I’d love to give you a massage myself.”
“How nice of you.” Hannah said with barely contained sarcasm. “But right now, we must let the magic happen.”
Hannah began her massage as Stacy did her best to lay perfectly still. The dirty blonde started with the very bottom of Stacy’s ankles, rubbing and tenderizing them with her specially made oil. Stacy already began to feel at ease as Hannah worked her way up the honey blonde’s smooth, shapely legs.
“Your skin is so soft.” Hannah pointed out. “Do you moisturize?”
“Nope.” Stacy answered. “Again, all natural.”
“Some girls get all the luck.” Hannah said, trying not to sound bitter.
“And I’m guessing you’re another one of them?” Stacy asked.
“Indeed. My skin is naturally soft.” Hannah said with barely contained pride.
“Small world, isn’t it?” Stacy said jokingly.
“Very much so.” Hannah agreed.
Hannah continued oiling up Stacy’s legs, working her way up her calves and then the back of her thighs. The oil felt so warm and soothing. Stacy hated to admit but she could see why Hannah had such a reputation for her treatment. Hannah’s nipples began to sharpen as she finally made her way up to Stacy’s big, bubbly butt. The honey blonde’s cheeks stuck out like thick, fleshy mountains. Stacy grinned smugly as she could tell how amazed Hannah was by what she saw.
“Go right ahead.” Stacy encouraged seductively. “Give ‘em a nice, hard squeeze. Really lay into them. I know you want to.”
Hannah started to get annoyed by Stacy’s arrogance but continued to hide it.
“Why thank you.” Hannah said sweetly. “You’ve got a real dump truck here.”
“I’m sure you do too.” Stacy said. “And I intend to find out for sure.”
“You can try.” Hannah said teasingly.
Immediately after finishing her sentence, Hannah dug her lecherous, oil coated fingers deep into the firm meat of her customer’s thick cheeks. Stacy just barely managed to suppress an audible gasp from the suddenness of the touching. Hannah licked her lips with lust as she squeezed Stacy’s cheeks as if they were a therapeutic rubber toy that people squeeze to relax themselves. Stacy’s loins were burning to escalate this but she also very much wanted to see where this was going, so she kept it under control for the moment.
‘Easy, girl.’ She thought to herself. ‘You’ll get your chance all in good time.’
Hannah knew what she was doing was driving the other blonde crazy and she loved every second. In fact, she loved teasing and tempting other women almost as much as she loved just flat out fucking them. She knew Stacy would break soon enough.
“These are very firm.” Hannah commented as she continued feeling up Stacy’s rear end. “Let me guess. All natural?”
“You catch on quickly.” Stacy said. “And they say all blondes are bimbos.”
“It’s mostly jealous brunettes who think that.” Hannah said.
“I hear that.” Stacy agreed.
If anything will bring blondes together, it’s dissing brunettes. Their common enemy. Nonetheless, Hannah continued her massage. After feeling up Stacy’s caboose, she applied some more oil to her hands and kept going up. She rubbed the palm of her hands into the small of Stacy’s toned back and waist. She had to admit that Stacy’s willpower was something else.
‘You’ll break, bitch.’ Hannah thought to herself. ‘Smug little whores like you always do. No one can resist my magic hands.’
‘Keep using my body as your plaything, slut.’ Stacy thought to herself. ‘I’m a brick wall. You’ll break before I do. Just you wait.’
There was nothing that either of them wanted more than to just cut the bullshit and lock up thighs with the other nympho already but neither wanted to be the first one to break. Classic pre-sexfight game playing at its finest. Hannah decided to step things up a little or rather a lot. Hannah squirted some more of her special massage oil on her hands but this oil wasn’t for Stacy. At least not yet. The dirty blonde had removed her bikini top and began massaging the oil into her bountiful breasts. She suppressed a moan as she covered her mommy milkers in the stuff completely. Stacy was a bit confused as to why the touching stopped and was about to ask when she got the shock of her life as Hannah pressed her oil covered tits deeply into Stacy’s back and began rubbing them up and down.
“Oh!” Stacy gasped at the sudden contact as she felt Hannah’s nipples stab into her flesh.
“This is where the real fun begins.” Hannah said.
“It would appear so.” Stacy said, attempting to stifle her reactions to the intimacy.
Hannah was starting to get frustrated with how calm Stacy was still being. None of her other clients, male or female, have put up this much of a fight but Hannah was confident that she would make the honey blonde break. She still had some oil on her hands and began using it to massage Stacy’s arms as well.
“You love your job, don’t you?” Stacy asked teasingly.
“I was born for this.” Hannah answered confidently.
The dirty blonde still had one ace in the hole left. Her bikini thong was still on but Stacy was buck naked. So, she began gently and ever so lightly grinding her bikini covered cunt up against Stacy’s bare ass. Stacy felt the fabric on her skin as Heather pressed the entirety of her weight on top of the other blonde. Heather’s heart was bounding, her nympho blood was boiling and above all else, her pussy was burning to make contact with another. At this point, she had had enough games.
‘Ugh!’ Heather groaned in her mind. ‘Alright, bimbo! You win! I can’t take anymore of this! Your inferior cunt is mine!’
Heather managed to slip off her thong as Stacy felt the distinctive dampness of a wet twat on her firm ass as Heather began manhandling her tits from each of her sides. Stacy turned her head to see what was going on.
“What are you…?!” Stacy asked before Hannah cut her off with a seering, passionate kiss.
She felt the dirty blonde’s mouth invade and dominate her own before she began to fight back with her own tongue. Stacy immediately smiled from ear to ear into the kiss as she realized that she had gotten what she wanted. She made her rival break first. This was only the first step in proving herself to be the superior blonde, though. Stacy was still on her tits beneath Hannah as the dirty blonde pressed into her back from above and began humping at her pussy from behind.
“Ummfff!!” Stacy grunted into the kiss.
She had to turn the tables somehow. She squirmed around trying to get free but Hannah wasn’t budging. With her right hand, she felt up and groped Stacy’s right breast, squeezing and poking at it as if it were a mere toy. With her left hand, she reached around and yanked hard on Stacy’s long, thick honey blonde tresses, eliciting a minor grunt from her rival. Stacy struggled as she felt Hannah’s engorged clit penetrate her lower folds as Hannah began pumping into her and clapping her cheeks from above. It had been a long time since Stacy had felt so humiliated and helpless. Hannah would pay. Their tongues continued to wrestle as each blonde bombshell took turns sucking on their enemy’s tongue, slurping on it loudly and sloppily. Their ravenous make out session was really Stacy’s only means of fighting back, so she put her all to it. Her way of telling Hannah that she may be down but she was not out. While the dirty blonde was frustrated with herself for giving her enemy the satisfaction of breaking first, she felt enormous relief as she dominated Stacy. She was going to enjoy this oh so much. She just loved putting other blondes in their place. Eventually however, Hannah proved to be overexerting herself by keeping Stacy down on the massage table like this and had to break the kiss and get off, finally letting Stacy free. The honey blonde got up, flipped her thick, voluminous locks back and stared at Hannah as the two bitter rivals panted like dogs.
“Don’t look at me like that, you clit tease.” Hannah lectured. “We all know you were practically begging me for it.”
“It’s not my fault you have all the self control of a hormonal teenager, slut.” Stacy argued. “I hope you enjoyed it because that’s the only time you’ll ever get me pinned.”
“Bitch, please.” Hannah dismissed. “I’ll fuck your skanky pussy dry and use that doll hair of yours as a cum rag!”
“I’d like to see you try!” Stacy challenged.
The two blondes glared daggers at one another before marching intently towards their rival until F cup meet F cup in a glorious collision of breast flesh. Stacy reached behind Hannah and yanked hard on her dirty blonde locks in retaliation for Hannah doing the same to her just moments ago.
“Agh!” Hannah grunted. “You fucking who…”
Stacy then reignited their lustful tongue wrestling session, silencing her, again in retaliation for Hannah doing the same to her. Hannah was willing to play whatever game Stacy wanted her to play. She wanted to own her hot body ever since she saw her walk into the lobby. She reciprocated the hair pulling while again palming and griping hard on Stacy’s bulbous glutes. Stacy grabbed Hannah’s equally firm and meaty ass in return. Their thighs were shot upwards powerfully, rubbing into their rival’s twat and masturbating her as best their respective owners could manage. They would occasionally break the kiss for no other purpose than to talk trash.
“You kiss like shit.” Hannah mocked.
“You fuck like shit.” Stacy shocked back.
“You won’t be saying that when I turn you into a human geyser!” Hannah proclaimed.
“I’m not like the other cum dumpsters you’ve seduced and dominated as you’ll soon find out!” Stacy shot back.
The battling blonde bombshells then resealed their full, luscious lips together and resumed their heated tongue fight. They swallowed back one another’s sweet tasting spit as their tongues would corkscrew around each other inside of their dueling maws. Pink milk bud slid against and around pink milk bud before finally getting settled in and stabbing deep into the areolas of their owner’s enemy. Stacy had to admit that Hannah was no joke like Jamie and Hitomi were. She was actually even quite relieved that Hannah finally broke before she did. The honey blonde wasn’t sure how much more physical contact she could handle before her ripe pussy melted through the cushion of the massage table. She had found a worthy opponent and the feeling was every bit as mutual. Despite her dismissals of Stacy’s bragging, Hannah could tell that her opponent was every bit as different from the others as she boasted to be. The dirty blonde wasn’t going to hold anything back but she also wanted to see how much more she could aggravate her rival. She pulled Stacy’s bright yellow locks, forcing the kiss to break off in a spray of saliva as the two raging nymphs panted hot girl breath in each other’s faces.
“You honey blondes all think you’re such hot shit.” Hannah said. “You know, when people say that blondes are dumb, they’re referring to honeys!”
“At least I’m unmistakable as a real blonde!” Stacy argued as she pulled Hannah’s hair back in return. “Look at this! You’re just brunettes who didn’t quite make it. My hair is pure gold and yours is the color of light dirt!”
“Well, my dirt hair is gonna be soaking up your cum by the time this is over!” Hannah shot back.
“Not if mine gets drenched by yours first!” Stacy promised.
“Bring it on, goldilocks!” Hannah dared.
Now their blood was boiling. If there is one thing that every woman on Earth, even non-nymphomaniacs cherished and took great pride in, it is her hair. As they say, men have their cars. Women have their hair. Now it was becoming personal. The two rivals grabbed hold of one another and wrestled all over the room, bumping into the various pieces of furniture. As Stacy opened her eyes to see that they were up against the massage table, it gave her the perfect idea. She had managed to slip free of Hannah’s grasp and before the dirty blonde could react, Stacy had lifted her up by her arm and threw her back onto the massage table, making her lay on her back. Stacy sat on top of her before she could get away.
“How’s this for role reversal?” Stacy asked mockingly.
“Get off me, you honey whore!” Hannah demanded.
“You’ve fucked so many women on this table.” Stacy said. “I think it’s time you know how it feels, you fake blonde bimbo!”
Stacy then began humping away at her rival, rocking her pelvis back and forth as if she were pussy fucking a common whore. Which she fully considered herself to be doing as far as she was concerned.
“Aghhh!!” Hannah groaned. “Go on, bitch! Fuck me! Feel what a real blonde’s pussy is like!”
“You’re gonna have an awful hard time giving massages without being able to walk for a year after this!” Stacy boasted.
The honey blonde reached down and began roughly manhandling her opponent’s bouncy, jiggly F cups. She squeezed, groped, poked and smacked at them at will as well as pinched, poked and prodded her rapidly hardening nipples. Stacy’s long, flaxen hair flew all over the place in response to so much rapid movement. She enjoyed that, finding it poetic given the tone of their fight and their rivalry was now based on hair. She deliberately slid her labia over Hannah’s, roughly grinding into her as hard as she could.
“Ohhhhh!!” Hannah moaned.
“I love making you moan like the pathetic little cunt sucking sow that we both know you are!” Stacy mocked. “I can’t wait to see what other slutty noises you make as I grind your pathetic little twat into paste!”
“I’ll get you for this! Ugh!” Hannah swore. “I’ll do things to you that would give the most experienced nymphos in the world nightmares!”
“Your actions aren’t exactly matching your words right now, are they?” Stacy asked teasingly. “Oh and is that your…Ohhhhh, yes! Your pretty little clitty has come out to play!”
“Fuck!” Hannah cursed through clenched teeth.
“It’s like a little fleshy button rubbing up against my own.” Stacy teased. “Can you feel that? That’s my superior pleasure bud pushing yours in!”
Hannah said nothing as she gasped and cried out from the clit fucking she was receiving. Stacy used her arms to hold Hannah’s arms down and wrapped her legs around Hannah’s, giving her virtually no chance of escape. However, that was not nearly enough to deter her.
“You think I’m just gonna lie down and get fucked? Think again!” Hannah said proudly.
Hannah began humping upwards. It was her only real way of fighting back at all.
“Go ahead and try.” Stacy said dismissively. “You’ll only orgasm into unconsciousness even faster this way.”
Hannah ignored her and pressed on but she was way too overwhelmed right now. She had no escape and soon, she began to feel that distinctive boiling deep inside of her. Stacy showed her no mercy. There was no stopping it. She had to accept that she would not draw first blood. She vowed to herself to turn the tables at some point.
“Ahhhhhhhhh!!!!” Hannah screamed as she climaxed powerfully.
“Oh, that’s it, cunt! Blow your loads inside of me!” Stacy moaned.
The honey blonde felt the hot fluid pump up into her as the glorious sounds of Hannah’s orgasmic moans filled the room. Music to Stacy’s ears. She took joy in such irony as she fucked the masseuse on her own table. It was no doubt quite a blow to Hannah’s considerable ego. The dirty blonde had never faced an opponent quite like this. As she began to catch her breath, the two battling blondes just stared at each other with palpable tension in the air.
“You know…I just realized something.” Hannah said. “I never got your name.”
“Well, I guess I can give you that much for the good fight you’ve given me.” Stacy said. “It’s Mason. Stacy Mason.”
“Stacy…” Hannah said with barely contained venom. “Well…You already know my name.”
“It’s hard to miss.” Stacy joked as she remembered her posters in the lobby.
“It will be better to put a name to one of the two bitches that I’ll enjoy dominating the most.” Hannah said as she began to regain her energy.
“One of?” Stacy asked, confused.
Hannah ignored the honey blonde’s question and in her brief state of curiosity, managed to overpower Stacy and get herself unpinned. Stacy cursed herself in her mind for losing her focus before getting her head back in the game. The two slid off of the massage table, facing one another on opposite sides as if they were about to arm wrestle.
“Who’s the other bitch you’re talking about? Assuming there even is one.” Stacy asked.
“You’ll have to fuck that information out of me. Assuming you can.” Hannah dared.
“You’re awful smug for a slut who just got pussy fucked on her own massage table.” Stacy mocked.
“I’ll fuck you on there ten times in revenge.” Hannah swore.
They had talked enough for now and began grappling at each other again. They threw each other away from the table and initiated a catball, rolling one another all around the room until they crashed into a stand that just so happened to hold many of Hannah’s massage oils on top of it. The sudden and strong impact caused the containers of oil to tip over in the exact direction of the two hellcats and spill out on top of them. Stacy and Hannah were too busy tongue fucking each other’s mouths to notice or care as the viscous liquid showered over them. Their beloved blonde hair became soaked with the stuff as it poured over their heads, down their arms and along their gigantic breasts and washboard bellies. All the while they continued making out and even swapping the sweet tasting fluid between their mouths.
“Mmmmmm…” They both moaned into their steamy kiss at the erotic sensation of their oil shower.
They eventually broke the kiss and got a good look at each other. The oil had completely drenched them. Their hair, already matted with sweat, was now coated in the stuff and their flawless skin shined from the lights in the room. They looked like Goddesses.
“Now look at what you’ve done, cunt.” Hannah complained. “That specially made massage oil wasn’t cheap.”
“You love the sight of me covered in oil, if your nipples are anything to go by.” Stacy said as she teasingly tweaked the dirty blonde’s rapidly sharpening nipples.
“Ah!” Hannah shrieked.
“Besides, you were rubbing this stuff into your flabby tits earlier to massage my back. How expensive can it be?” Stacy asked.
“It’s infused with aphrodisiacal chemicals that make any woman drop her panties for me.” Hannah said. “And whose tits are you calling flabby?!”
Hannah began smacking Stacy’s breasts around and into each other. Stacy quickly retaliated. The two blonde bombshells just sat there with their legs entwined together, molesting each other’s milkers. Nipples were tweaked, twisted, pinched and poked so far that they inerted back into their owner’s tit meat. Stacy bent her head forward and down until she was able to start suckling on Hannah’s right nipple. She used teeth as well as her tongue.
“Agh!” Hannah groaned. She always had rather sensitive milk buds, which she was often annoyed at.
“You wanna suck nips, bitch? Let’s suck nips!” Hannah declared.
The dirty blonde masseuse was thankfully flexible enough to turn her head to the point where she and Stacy could engage in a tit sucking 69 duel. Hannah lapped at her bitter rival’s pink nubs every bit as roughly as Stacy was doing to her. Hannah decided to take it one step further and jammed her index and middle finger right up Stacy’s thick, juicy twat.
“Mfffff!!!” Stacy moaned into Hannah’s nipple as she was being finger fucked.
Hannah smiled into Stacy’s jubbly as she took joy in the honey blonde’s reaction. As she expected however, Stacy immediately reciprocated the insertion, forcing her own index and middle finger right up Hannah’s pussy.
“Mfff…” Hannah grunted. Not as much as Stacy as she was expecting it while Stacy was caught by surprise.
Stacy then used her free hand to pull hard on Hannah’s long, oil drenched dirty blonde tresses in an attempt to pull her opponent off of her F cup tit. Hannah did the same, yanking on Stacy’s equally oily honey blonde locks as they continued pumping more and more fingers inside of each other. Hannah began using her thumb to press hard against Stacy’s clit. Stacy then immediately did the same. The two of them really were reflections of one another, not just in appearance but also in mind. The similarities were infuriating to both of them. Was their hate at first sight really brought on by something as superficial as their different shades of blonde hair? Were they just desperate to find a difference between them to fuel their rivalry? Or was there something deeper than this going on between them? It didn’t matter, though. Right now, all that mattered to either of them was making this hot bitch submit to their superior sex. Eventually, their contorted positions began to wear on their necks and they had to unlatch their mouths from their now raw and wet nipples.
“You know there’s only one way to settle who’s the better blonde.” Hannah said daringly.
“Not just the better blonde. The better woman.” Stacy added.
“Then let’s not waste anymore time.” Hannah said.
The two once again grabbed a hold of each other’s oil matted hair and used their mutual grip as leverage to do what they were about to do. They wrapped their legs tightly around one another and got in real close. F cup to F cup. Nipple to nipple. Lip to lip. Nose to nose and eye to eye. Stacy quickly whipped her tongue out and slashed it across Hannah’s lips. The dirty blonde returned the favor. It quickly went back and forth between the two nymphos until their mouths finally sealed together again in a seering, steamy tongue war. As the two sucked on each other’s wet, firm, textured tongues, they pulled their crotches closer together so that their lower lips could join their upper lips in battle.
“Mmmmm!!” They both yelped into their make out session as their labias sealed together.
Hannah used her hand that wasn’t buried in Stacy’s honey locks and dug her fingers deep into the thick, firm meat of her rival’s ass cheek. Stacy did the same thing, giving Hannah’s dump truck a nice squeeze. Nipples would slide all over one another until finally being able to stab deeply into the areolas of their opponent. Stacy and Hannah were as close as any two women could get. They made no attempt whatsoever to control the flow of their saliva, letting it spill out of their mouths and eventually down in between their joined breasts and beyond. They wanted this fight to be as filthy as possible. To show the other blonde that they were willing to go all the way. That there was nothing they were not prepared to do with their beautiful rival. They began pumping into each other, tribbing relentlessly as their heart shaped asses swayed with their movements. The sounds of lips popping and moaning filled the room as the two became consumed by their delicious intimacy. Stacy had traveled all over the world and fucked more women than she could ever even begin to count but Hannah was definitely among the best. It would make it all the more gratifying to own her cunt. They broke their kiss in a loud pop and a spray of spit.
“I’m going to do so many things to you after I tame your inferior pussy, you fake blonde whore.” Stacy promised.
“I guarantee that your fantasies aren’t half as filthy and degrading as what I have in mind for you when I own your gorgeous body.” Hannah shot back.
“Then we both have something to look forward to and fight for.” Stacy said. “Those kinds of fights are the best ones.”
“Finally we agree on something.” Hannah added.
The two resumed their brutal kissing war as they continued grinding twats as hard and as fast as either of them could manage. The only thing either of them could hear besides the sounds of vicious sexual combat was the sound of their own hearts racing deep within their bountiful chests. Her threesome with Jamie and Hitomi was enjoyable but Stacy was having the time of her life right now. These were two women with egos equivalent to jenga towers. Large and overblown but weak enough to crumble down with one small push. For as much fun as they were having, neither could handle the tremendous blow to their pride were they to lose. They were playing for keeps. They just fucked and fucked and fucked and then fucked some more. Stacy was feeling good. She was in the zone. She was confident she could see this through to the end…Which made it all the more painful when she began to feel those distinctive electric volts coming on. Her joy turned to dread but she did not let it show. She just had to pray that Hannah was just as close, if not closer to her own climax than she was…but she wasn’t. Hannah grinned evilly and broke the kiss as she took full advantage of Stacy’s panic.
“Time to claim my prize.” Hannah said smugly.
“No!” Stacy cried.
“Yes!” Hannah said. “You can feel it, can’t you, slut? You’re about to cum and it’ll be no ordinary orgasm. No. It’ll really put your insides through the wringer! I can feel it!”
Stacy bit down on her bottom lip as she did her best to hold her climax back while simultaneously fighting Hannah but it was too late. The dirty blonde had the honey blonde exactly where she wanted her. Hannah pumped her pussy into Stacy’s over and over and over again until it finally happened.
“Agh! Ugh? Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!” Stacy screamed bloody murder as her climax finally hit her like a semi-truck.
“Yeah! That’s it! Now who’s filling up whose pussy, you complacent honey cunt?!” Hannah asked mockingly as she felt her insides get juiced up by her opponent.
Stacy’s face was beet red as her orgasm devastated her. She couldn’t even remember the last time a single climax had exhausted her to such an extent. Her upper body fell back as she hyperventilated. She struggled to get up and turn the tables but her body just wouldn’t obey her. Still, she was not knocked out just yet. She still had a chance. Or so it seemed. Hannah would not just sit back and let her bitter rival recover. She would strike while the iron was hot, as any carnal warrior in her position would do. She slowly peeled her cunt off of Stacy’s as she looked down at the red, ripe pussy of her enemy.
“You’ve made me work up quite an appetite, bimbo.” Hannah said. “So, I’m sure you won’t mind if I indulge myself a little bit.”
Hannah then got down on her elbows and began eating Stacy out.
“Uhhhhhh…” Stacy moaned, still not having recovered from her monster of a climax.
Hannah orally serviced the honey blonde slowly and sensually at first. Then out of nowhere, she suddenly changed her tune and took a complete 180. She feasted on Stacy’s twat like a starving predator.
“Uggghhhhhh!!!” Stacy cried out as she was devoured mercilessly.
Hannah quickly proved herself to be a master at oral sex. Her mouth, lips and tongue were all used in tandem with each other with surgeon-like precision. Stacy had not been eaten out to such a powerful extent in a very long time. Possibly ever. Stacy summoned what little energy she had left to pull hard on her bitter rival’s flowing, thick, oily and sweaty dirty blonde locks. Hannah deliberately feasted on her prey as loudly and as obnoxious as possible. Audibly slurping, sucking, moaning and gasping. She wanted Stacy to hear just how much she loved humiliating her to such an extent. The arrogant honey blonde came into her territory, no doubt expecting an easy victory. Hannah loved turning the tables on such opponents. Crushing their haughty spirit was beyond cathartic for her. Stacy moaned and groaned, struggling not to allow herself to be consumed by the incessant oral pleasure. Hannah held her legs down to keep her nice and still as she continued her meal.
“Mmmmffffff….” Hannah moaned into Stacy’s cunt.
The tangy, unique and flavorful blast of Stacy’s pussy juice mixed with her own from the tribbing session they were just doing was beyond description. As Hannah opened her eyes to see her enemy’s pulsating, pink pleasure bud protrude out of its hood to join the fun, the dirty blonde decided to finally issue the coup de grace. She slowly and brutally dragged her tongue all the way up from the very bottom of Stacy’s lower lips to the top before closing them in on the clit and sucking away like her life depended on it.
“Aghhhhh!!” Stacy grunted. “Goddamn, fucking whore!”
Hannah slobbered all over Stacy’s clit as she used her tongue to jab at it all over. Stacy could already begin to feel what was coming and she knew there was no coming back from this. She had lost this fight. A fight she came here specifically to start as she detested Hannah just from looking at her profile on the CIA dossier. And now here she was, being subjected to a mind blowing onslaught of cunnilingus. And then, it finally happened.
“Ugggghhhhhh!!!!!!!!” Stacy shrieked as she came.
Hannah grinned proudly as she felt the warm fluids being blasted out of Stacy’s twat and all over her face, seeping deeply into her hair. She got up, expecting to see Stacy out cold but she was not. The honey blonde was just barely clinging to consciousness. Her eyes half closed as she moaned weakly. Hannah was surprised and impressed but it was already over. She chuckled as she felt her cum soaked hair land on the naked skin of her back as she stroked it in front of Stacy.
“What was that about making me cum all over your hair?” Hannah asked mockingly.
Stacy was too exhausted to reply.
“For once you have nothing to say.” Hannah teased. “I could just fuck you one more time and leave your unconscious body here as my plaything until you wake up…but you gave me a much more bracing workout than I was expecting. I needed that.”
Stacy seemed confused as to what Hannah was getting at. If only she knew…
“So, tell you what, Stacy…I’ll give you a little parting gift as thanks.” Hannah said sinisterly.
The dirty blonde then grabbed Stacy by her beloved honey blonde hair and dragged her on her ass towards her, holding her hair directly in front of her pussy. Stacy was confused and even somewhat fearful. Afraid…She couldn’t believe that any bitch could make her feel fear again but she was about to feel much more than fear. Stacy’s hair was thankfully just about long, thick and voluminous enough for what Hannah was about to do. She began dragging and rubbing Stacy’s hair right up her pussy like a towel. Stacy’s face flushed with great embarassment as Hannah used her hair as a sex toy, rubbing it in and out again. She looked up to see Stacy smiling from ear to ear, taking great joy in humiliating her rival. Their hair was the basis of their rivalry and flowing locks are a crucial, inalienable part of a woman’s beauty. Hannah could not think of a better way to literally rub her victory in. It was all so overwhelming. Stacy could feel the pain of the pulling in her scalp, she could feel her tresses being absorbed by Hannah’s folds and soaked by her fluids. She had never felt so helpless, small, insignificant and weak. She was sure that Jamie’s most depraved revenge fantasies she had in mind for her should the ginger win their bet utterly paled in comparison to the sheer dehumanizing degradation she was being subjected to right now. Hannah loudly moaned in pleasure. Once again, she wanted Stacy to hear how much she loved what she was doing to her.
“Agh!” Stacy grunted as Hannah pulled harder.
The dirty blonde did not want a single centimeter of the honey blonde hair left unfucked. She swished it over and under her crotch, deep inside her cunt, forcing Stacy back and forth. She did it over and over and over again until she finally finished herself off.
“Ohhhhhhhh!!!!!” Hannah moaned as she climaxed.
She sprayed her load all over Stacy. Her face, her breasts and of course her hair. Everywhere. She then finally released her dejected opponent, letting her hair fall back onto her naked back as her face looked as red as a tomato. Her expression was one of sheer humiliation and defeat. It was quite pathetic.
“There. You got what you wanted.” Hannah bragged. “Who’s the fake blonde now, you smug cunt? Now get out of here before I change my mind. You could use a good shower with lots of shampoo anyway.”
Stacy did as she was instructed. She felt so beaten down that she could barely walk. As she got her bikini back on and left, her feelings of dejection soon turned to anger and lust for vengeance. In all the craziness, she had forgotten the real reason why she went after Hannah. To see if she was their suspect. Hannah definitely seemed the type to join the Bringers of Light. A proud sexual dominatrix and very arrogant to boot. Granted, that may have been Stacy being a sore loser talking but she certainly would not rule the masseuse out as a suspect.
‘You win the battle, you fucking bitch.’ Stacy thought to herself. ‘But the war rages on. Even if you’re not our perp, I will make you pay. Even if I have to spend the rest of this cruise trying!’
Stacy decided to go back to her cabin to relax and take her mind off of things. She hoped Jamie would not be there to question why she looked like she just came back from a bar fight.
Part 5
Before the cruise started, Jamie was able to get herself a job at the S.S. Orgasmic’s bar. It wasn’t hard. The ship will hire anyone with a pair of tits. This would sometimes lead to them hiring incompetent and clumsy waitresses but the passengers considered it a fair trade for eye candy. The horny ginger considered the job a good cover for her spywork and she had just recently found out that her new friend and suspect Lexi would be her co-worker. The job now provided Jamie with the opportunity to keep an eye on the cotton candy haired little minx. And hopefully a hand and a mouth too. Jamie looked forward to it. As she came into work, she saw Lexi already there being ogled by a crowd of men and women alike. The hyper teenager quickly saw Jamie and made a beeline for her.
“Jamie?” Lexi asked excitedly. “You’re working here too?”
“I was gonna tell you last night but I thought it would be a nice surprise.” Jamie said with a grin.
“Awesome!” Lexi said as she hopped up and down in joy, making her D cups jiggle. “Oh, there’s someone you just gotta meet!”
Lexi then grabbed Jamie by her arm and dragged her behind the bar. They stopped in front of a woman that immediately caught Jamie’s eyes. She was a redhead but unlike Jamie who had fiery orange locks, this girl’s hair was a deep crimson red. Burgundy, Jamie believed. It was long and luscious, going down to her tight ass. Her bikini was hot pink and her tits were quite impressive. They looked to be an E cup like Jamie’s were. This girl seemed very familiar.
“Jamie, this is Michelle. She’s been working here longer than anybody else. She’ll show you the ropes.” Lexi explained.
It then clicked. This woman was Michelle Peterson. One of the suspects on Jamie’s list. Now this job became even more advantageous to the mission and her bet with Stacy. Jamie held out her hand in front of Michelle but the other redhead just stared at her awkwardly.
“So, this is our new recruit, huh?“ Michelle asked. “Well, I hope she pulls her weight around here.”
“Nice to meet you too.” Jamie said sarcastically.
The ginger was honestly expecting that. Her psych profile described her as a bitch who often got in fights with other women. Anywhere else, she’d get thrown out on her big, bubbly ass but this was the S.S. Orgasmic. Everyone here likes to see women fight. She was known to be much nicer to the men though. Given that most men on this ship were filthy rich, Jamie could understand why. Michelle was a shameless gold digger.
“She’s nice once you get to know her.” Lexi told Jamie.
“Oh, I’m sure.” Jamie said.
“Alright, ladies. Meet and greet over. We’ve got work to do.” Michelle said. “Lexi, why don’t you go scrub down the tables before we open?”
“Sure thing!” Lexi said enthusiastically.
“Is that girl ever not pumped up?” Jamie asked as they watched Lexi skip away. “So, what’s my job?”
“Oh, I’ll tell you what your job is.” Michelle said as she got up in Jamie’s face. “Stay the fuck out of my way.”
“Excuse me?” Jamie asked defensively.
“You heard me, you cheeto haired slut.” Michelle said. “I know your game. You’re on this cruise just to seduce some rich guy, aren’t you? That’s why you took this job in the first place.”
“Oh, you’ve got it all figured out, huh?” Jamie asked. “Well, you’re not the only one who can read people. I know you’re on this ship for the exact same reason.”
“Well, aren’t you clever?” Michelle asked sarcastically. “Look, I tolerate Lexi because she’s all cute and innocent. I may even be willing to share a sugar daddy with her but you? You can go find your own meal ticket.”
“We’re not all gold diggers here, bitch.” Jamie argued. “I took this job for the paycheck…And I happen to have a soft spot for Lexi myself.”
“Well, I’d quit if I were you.” Michelle said passive aggressively. “There’s only room in this bar for one hot redhead. Emphasis on red. The actual color red. Not orange.”
“What are you saying?” Jamie asked.
“I’m saying you’re not a real redhead, bimbo.” Michelle said matter of factly.
“Why? Because my hair’s not the color of period blood like yours is, you self aggrandizing cunt?” Jamie asked.
“Listen, you little…!” Michelle was about to finish her sentence when Lexi came up to them.
“Tables are all done!“ Lexi announced as she looked at her two co-workers staring each other down nose to nose. “Woah, are you two gonna make out? Can I join?”
“Why, yes you can.” Jamie said with a smug grin.
The ginger then grabbed her perky friend by the back of her head and pulled her towards her, engaging in a passionate, moaning tongue kiss that Lexi happily reciprocated. Michelle looked on in anger and jealousy. After about 15 seconds of watching her co-workers lap at each other’s mouths, she couldn’t take it anymore. She grabbed Lexi by her blue and pink hair and yanked her away, forcing her kiss with Jamie to break as she stole it, practically shoving her tongue down the younger girl’s throat. Lexi was clearly enjoying it but Jamie seemed rather annoyed at the interruption. She watched her new rival passionately tonguing her new friend down with barely contained envy. She waited for 15 seconds before pulling Lexi away from Michelle and kissing her lustfully again. This went on and on for quite some time. Lexi was in Heaven. If this was a dream, she never wanted to wake up. Eventually, she got the bright idea to pull both Jamie and Michelle towards her at the same time, initiating a steamy threeway make out session. Lexi passionately licked at the tongues of the two redheads and they happily licked back. This went on for about five minutes straight until they all had to come up for air.
“Wow…” Lexi said. “You two really know how to use those things.”
The teenager then slipped her hands over each of their bikini covered breasts and copped a nice feel.
“Wow. I think you’re the same cup size too.” Lexi said.
“I’m an E.” Michelle said.
“What a coincidence. So am I.” Jamie added.
“How old are you, Jamie?” Lexi asked.
“26.” Jamie answered.
“What a coincidence. So am I.” Michelle added.
“You two should get along just fine. You have so much in common.” Lexi said with her usual sunny disposition.
“Customers are starting to line up, Lex. Why don’t you go help them out?” Michelle asked.
“Okay!” Lexi said cheerfully as she skipped away.
“She’s really something.” Jamie said.
“Yes.” Michelle agreed. “And after that kiss, I can safely say that she’ll be my thing one day.”
“Is that so?” Jamie asked with doubt. “Well, may the best redhead win.”
“I intend to.” Michelle said confidently. “And I’ll be watching you, whore.”
“With envy, no doubt.” Jamie mocked.
“Go help the customers. We wouldn’t want your first day to be your last.” Michelle said.
“I’m sure they’ll love the new girl.” Jamie said confidently as she strutted away, deliberately showing off her firm ass to Michelle.
The rest of the day went by fairly normally. At least as normal as it could be on a cruise such as this. Jamie, Lexi and Michelle were often gawked at by their male customers but they fully expected this. None of them would’ve taken this job if they didn’t want people checking them out. Jamie spent much of the time analyzing Michelle as a suspect. So far, she believed the other redhead fit the bill quite well. Was it her immediate dislike of her talking? Perhaps but she certainly would not rule her out just yet. Michelle in turn would often go out of her way to tease and try to provoke Jamie. She would frequently find herself “accidentally” bumping asses with the ginger while they both waited tables and then giving the most sarcastic and smarmy apology possible afterwards.
‘Two can play at that game, bitch.’ Jamie thought to herself. And she was quite right.
Jamie would often taunt Michelle by getting handsy with Lexi to the enjoyment of the customers. And Lexi herself, of course. Michelle was frustrated by this, so she would take many opportunities to get up close and personal with the perky teenager herself. Lexi didn’t quite know what was going on as she was a bit of an airhead but she was liking it. It would eventually come to a head during one particular incident. Lexi was serving a customer while also gabbing away at him while he shamelessly ogled her D cup rack. The customer seemed rather high class himself. He wore sunglasses and a fancy white suit. In this weather, it must be killer on him. He had black hair and a short, circular beard around his mouth. He honestly resembled Robert Downey Jr somewhat. He looked old enough to be Lexi’s father.
“And then we played truth or dare…” Lexi continued jammering. “The bottle landed on me and…”
Just then, Jamie had snuck up behind Lexi and gave her a hug, pressing her E cups into the younger girl’s back lovingly.
“Lexi, baby. I’m sure your story was an interesting one but I think this man is interested in being shown something rather than told it.” Jamie said.
“But I was just about to get to the part where…” Lexi said before Jamie put her finger up to her lip.
“Why don’t we ask him what he wants to see?” Jamie asked.
“Oh, I’m down for whatever you girls have planned.” The man said.
Lexi shrugged her shoulders. Any excuse to get intimate with Jamie was alright by her. What they did not know was that Michelle was watching from behind the bar, staring daggers at Jamie. The ginger could feel her rival’s gaze on her. As her hands slithered along Lexi’s bikini clad body, she turned her head around to look at Michelle and gave her the most insulting grin imaginable. The scarlet haired bartender decided to join in the fun right then and there as business was slow enough. She strutted herself towards the man’s table, her red hair swaying alongside her shapely ass as she cat walked before she joined her two co-workers.
“The more, the merrier. Right?” Michelle asked teasingly.
“Duh.” Lexi answered bluntly.
“I wouldn’t have it any other way.” Jamie said as she grit her teeth.
The man continued watching the show silently as the three beauties pawed at each other. Lexi was in between the two horny redheads as their hands explored her young body. Jamie buried her fingers in Lexi’s cotton candy colored hair while Michelle slithered her fingers along the cutie’s smooth, flawless skin.
“If you girls wanted tips, all you had to do was ask.” The man joked.
Jamie honestly would’ve preferred to do this without having him for an audience. While most nymphos are openly bisexual, Jamie was a lesbian down to her very bones. She had no attraction to the male form whatsoever. She loved tits and pussy more than anything else in the world. However, she would not ever allow herself to be shown up by a rival, especially not one like Michelle who thought she was hot shit.
“Mmmm…” Lexi moaned as she was manhandled by the older women.
Jamie took it a step further by slipping her finger inside of Lexi’s thong, making her gasp. Michelle noticed this and decided to make her own move. She grabbed Lexi by her chin and turned her face in the direction of her own before slipping her long, firm tongue through the young nympho in training’s mouth, kissing her passionately. Jamie noticed this and began kissing Lexi’s neck while inserting fingers inside of her.
“Mmmmmmm!!” Lexi yelped into Michelle’s mouth.
“I…sure hope she’s over 18.” The man said awkwardly.
“19.” Jamie answered.
“Good.” The man said, relaxing.
The man continued enjoying the show as the two redheads groped and mauled their younger co-worker, clearly trying to one up each other at every turn. As she continued tongue wrestling with Lexi, Michelle reached out and fondled her D cup breast. Jamie countered by giving the teenager’s ass a good squeeze while she continued fingering her furiously. Lexi’s face began to blush a bright red as she slipped her hands around to where she could grope both Jamie and Michelle at the same time. Eventually, the inexperienced cotton candy haired cutie could not handle this any longer. Michelle broke their kiss to let her get some air. Just in time for Lexi to climax all over Jamie’s hand inside of her thong.
“Ohhhhhhh!!!!” Lexi screamed, drawing the attention of some other customers.
The handsy redheads released her as she huffed and puffed in her post orgasmic winding, balancing herself on the table of their audience of one to keep herself from crumbling due to her weak knees.
“Well…That was really something…” The man said as he reached into his pocket and took out his wallet.
He handed all three of them wads of cash, which they accepted happily. The three beauties went wide eyed as they realized exactly how much money this mysterious voyeur of theirs had given them.
“$1000?!” Lexi asked in amazement.
“This must be some mistake.” Jamie said.
“Shut up! It’s no mistake!” Michelle scolded.
“Of course you’d say that, you gold digging cunt.” Jamie mocked.
“Actually, she’s right. There is no mistake.” The man said. “You girls earned every penny of that. Besides, it’s no trouble at all.”
“You must be really loaded.” Lexi said.
“Very much so.” The man said proudly. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m off to the pool. You girls have given me the need to cool myself off.”
The man began walking away as Michelle grabbed his arm to stop him.
“Wait.” Michelle requested. “Who are you?”
“Oh, I have a strong feeling that we’ll all be seeing each other again in the near future.” The man said. “Perhaps I’ll tell you then.”
Michelle let him go as he finally left and she smiled complacently at Jamie.
“And you wanted to give him this moolah back.” Michelle teased.
“Oh, shut up.” Jamie complained. “I just wanted to make sure we weren’t ripping him off. Not all of us are money hungry whores like you.”
“Yeah, right. Cut the “nice girl” act.” Michelle argued. “I bet you came on this cruise and took this job to find yourself a rich boy toy just like me.”
“I have my reasons.” Jamie said.
Lexi rather enjoyed watching the two of them argue.
“Well, keep your hands off of that guy cause I call dibs on him!” Michelle said firmly.
“You can have him. Let me know if he has a hot wife who wants to experiment though.” Jamie said.
“Oh, I see.” Michelle said. “You prefer taco to sausage, do you?”
“Could you be any trashier?” Jamie asked rhetorically.
“Well, why don’t I show you just how filthy I can get once our shifts are all over?” Michelle asked. “Unless you’re getting cold feet, cheeto pubes.”
“You wish, cunt.” Jamie said. “You’re on.”
“Oh, we can go to my cabin!” Lexi interrupted. “I wanna watch you two! It’ll be the first sexfight I’ve seen in person!”
“Didn’t you say you were here with your Mom and Aunt?” Jamie asked.
“I have a single cabin.” Lexi answered. “I kinda have a tendency to feel girls up in my sleep.”
“And when you’re awake.” Michelle teased as she lovingly tapped Lexi’s nose, making her giggle.
“Alright then. Lexi’s cabin after work it is.” Jamie said.
“Also, how about we switch things up a little?” Michelle asked.
“What do you mean?” Jamie asked with both curiosity and suspicion.
“I say that the two of us have a very…different kind of sexfight.” Michelle proposed.
“I’m listening.” Jamie said as she crossed her arms underneath her ample bosom.
“So am I.” Lexi added excitedly.
“I think it’s quite obvious that both of us want to instruct little Lexi here in the ways of the nympho.” Michelle said. “So, we can both do that. I propose that we compete to see who can pleasure Lexi the most. Let her decide who’s better. The winner not only gets to be Lexi’s mentor but also gets to help herself to the loser’s tip money from today. How about it?”
Jamie thought about it for a little bit before smiling as she made her decision.
“It’s a bet.” Jamie said.
“Aw, can’t I have both of you?” Lexi asked innocently.
“You can fight both of us as well as any woman you want, cutie.” Jamie said. “But only one of us will be your sexual instructor.”
“I’m okay with that.” Lexi said.
“I’m sure you are, you little minx.” Michelle said.
“Well, we all still have work to do…” Jamie said. “Let’s get it over with so we can get the party started.”
“Yes. Let’s.” Michelle agreed.
The three girls continued their shift with deep anticipation of what was to come. Lexi especially. The already excitable teenager could barely focus on her work as she fantasized about what her redheaded friends planned on doing to her. She was going to be their prize. A sexual object for the two nymphos to use as they pleased to settle who was better. She would be degraded, humiliated and played with like a toy. She was dripping wet just thinking about it. After what had to have been the longest shift of her life, it was finally over and the three of them were ready for the battle to begin.
“After you.” Jamie said.
Lexi guided the two rivals towards her cabin as her nipples already hardened in anticipation of what she fully expected to be the best night of her young life.
Part 6
Before the cruise started, Jamie was able to get herself a job at the S.S. Orgasmic’s bar. It wasn’t hard. The ship will hire anyone with a pair of tits. This would sometimes lead to them hiring incompetent and clumsy waitresses but the passengers considered it a fair trade for eye candy. The horny ginger considered the job a good cover for her spywork and she had just recently found out that her new friend and suspect Lexi would be her co-worker. The job now provided Jamie with the opportunity to keep an eye on the cotton candy haired little minx. And hopefully a hand and a mouth too. Jamie looked forward to it. As she came into work, she saw Lexi already there being ogled by a crowd of men and women alike. The hyper teenager quickly saw Jamie and made a beeline for her.
“Jamie?” Lexi asked excitedly. “You’re working here too?”
“I was gonna tell you last night but I thought it would be a nice surprise.” Jamie said with a grin.
“Awesome!” Lexi said as she hopped up and down in joy, making her D cups jiggle. “Oh, there’s someone you just gotta meet!”
Lexi then grabbed Jamie by her arm and dragged her behind the bar. They stopped in front of a woman that immediately caught Jamie’s eyes. She was a redhead but unlike Jamie who had fiery orange locks, this girl’s hair was a deep crimson red. Burgundy, Jamie believed. It was long and luscious, going down to her tight ass. Her bikini was hot pink and her tits were quite impressive. They looked to be an E cup like Jamie’s were. This girl seemed very familiar.
“Jamie, this is Michelle. She’s been working here longer than anybody else. She’ll show you the ropes.” Lexi explained.
It then clicked. This woman was Michelle Peterson. One of the suspects on Jamie’s list. Now this job became even more advantageous to the mission and her bet with Stacy. Jamie held out her hand in front of Michelle but the other redhead just stared at her awkwardly.
“So, this is our new recruit, huh?“ Michelle asked. “Well, I hope she pulls her weight around here.”
“Nice to meet you too.” Jamie said sarcastically.
The ginger was honestly expecting that. Her psych profile described her as a bitch who often got in fights with other women. Anywhere else, she’d get thrown out on her big, bubbly ass but this was the S.S. Orgasmic. Everyone here likes to see women fight. She was known to be much nicer to the men though. Given that most men on this ship were filthy rich, Jamie could understand why. Michelle was a shameless gold digger.
“She’s nice once you get to know her.” Lexi told Jamie.
“Oh, I’m sure.” Jamie said.
“Alright, ladies. Meet and greet over. We’ve got work to do.” Michelle said. “Lexi, why don’t you go scrub down the tables before we open?”
“Sure thing!” Lexi said enthusiastically.
“Is that girl ever not pumped up?” Jamie asked as they watched Lexi skip away. “So, what’s my job?”
“Oh, I’ll tell you what your job is.” Michelle said as she got up in Jamie’s face. “Stay the fuck out of my way.”
“Excuse me?” Jamie asked defensively.
“You heard me, you cheeto haired slut.” Michelle said. “I know your game. You’re on this cruise just to seduce some rich guy, aren’t you? That’s why you took this job in the first place.”
“Oh, you’ve got it all figured out, huh?” Jamie asked. “Well, you’re not the only one who can read people. I know you’re on this ship for the exact same reason.”
“Well, aren’t you clever?” Michelle asked sarcastically. “Look, I tolerate Lexi because she’s all cute and innocent. I may even be willing to share a sugar daddy with her but you? You can go find your own meal ticket.”
“We’re not all gold diggers here, bitch.” Jamie argued. “I took this job for the paycheck…And I happen to have a soft spot for Lexi myself.”
“Well, I’d quit if I were you.” Michelle said passive aggressively. “There’s only room in this bar for one hot redhead. Emphasis on red. The actual color red. Not orange.”
“What are you saying?” Jamie asked.
“I’m saying you’re not a real redhead, bimbo.” Michelle said matter of factly.
“Why? Because my hair’s not the color of period blood like yours is, you self aggrandizing cunt?” Jamie asked.
“Listen, you little…!” Michelle was about to finish her sentence when Lexi came up to them.
“Tables are all done!“ Lexi announced as she looked at her two co-workers staring each other down nose to nose. “Woah, are you two gonna make out? Can I join?”
“Why, yes you can.” Jamie said with a smug grin.
The ginger then grabbed her perky friend by the back of her head and pulled her towards her, engaging in a passionate, moaning tongue kiss that Lexi happily reciprocated. Michelle looked on in anger and jealousy. After about 15 seconds of watching her co-workers lap at each other’s mouths, she couldn’t take it anymore. She grabbed Lexi by her blue and pink hair and yanked her away, forcing her kiss with Jamie to break as she stole it, practically shoving her tongue down the younger girl’s throat. Lexi was clearly enjoying it but Jamie seemed rather annoyed at the interruption. She watched her new rival passionately tonguing her new friend down with barely contained envy. She waited for 15 seconds before pulling Lexi away from Michelle and kissing her lustfully again. This went on and on for quite some time. Lexi was in Heaven. If this was a dream, she never wanted to wake up. Eventually, she got the bright idea to pull both Jamie and Michelle towards her at the same time, initiating a steamy threeway make out session. Lexi passionately licked at the tongues of the two redheads and they happily licked back. This went on for about five minutes straight until they all had to come up for air.
“Wow…” Lexi said. “You two really know how to use those things.”
The teenager then slipped her hands over each of their bikini covered breasts and copped a nice feel.
“Wow. I think you’re the same cup size too.” Lexi said.
“I’m an E.” Michelle said.
“What a coincidence. So am I.” Jamie added.
“How old are you, Jamie?” Lexi asked.
“26.” Jamie answered.
“What a coincidence. So am I.” Michelle added.
“You two should get along just fine. You have so much in common.” Lexi said with her usual sunny disposition.
“Customers are starting to line up, Lex. Why don’t you go help them out?” Michelle asked.
“Okay!” Lexi said cheerfully as she skipped away.
“She’s really something.” Jamie said.
“Yes.” Michelle agreed. “And after that kiss, I can safely say that she’ll be my thing one day.”
“Is that so?” Jamie asked with doubt. “Well, may the best redhead win.”
“I intend to.” Michelle said confidently. “And I’ll be watching you, whore.”
“With envy, no doubt.” Jamie mocked.
“Go help the customers. We wouldn’t want your first day to be your last.” Michelle said.
“I’m sure they’ll love the new girl.” Jamie said confidently as she strutted away, deliberately showing off her firm ass to Michelle.
The rest of the day went by fairly normally. At least as normal as it could be on a cruise such as this. Jamie, Lexi and Michelle were often gawked at by their male customers but they fully expected this. None of them would’ve taken this job if they didn’t want people checking them out. Jamie spent much of the time analyzing Michelle as a suspect. So far, she believed the other redhead fit the bill quite well. Was it her immediate dislike of her talking? Perhaps but she certainly would not rule her out just yet. Michelle in turn would often go out of her way to tease and try to provoke Jamie. She would frequently find herself “accidentally” bumping asses with the ginger while they both waited tables and then giving the most sarcastic and smarmy apology possible afterwards.
‘Two can play at that game, bitch.’ Jamie thought to herself. And she was quite right.
Jamie would often taunt Michelle by getting handsy with Lexi to the enjoyment of the customers. And Lexi herself, of course. Michelle was frustrated by this, so she would take many opportunities to get up close and personal with the perky teenager herself. Lexi didn’t quite know what was going on as she was a bit of an airhead but she was liking it. It would eventually come to a head during one particular incident. Lexi was serving a customer while also gabbing away at him while he shamelessly ogled her D cup rack. The customer seemed rather high class himself. He wore sunglasses and a fancy white suit. In this weather, it must be killer on him. He had black hair and a short, circular beard around his mouth. He honestly resembled Robert Downey Jr somewhat. He looked old enough to be Lexi’s father.
“And then we played truth or dare…” Lexi continued jammering. “The bottle landed on me and…”
Just then, Jamie had snuck up behind Lexi and gave her a hug, pressing her E cups into the younger girl’s back lovingly.
“Lexi, baby. I’m sure your story was an interesting one but I think this man is interested in being shown something rather than told it.” Jamie said.
“But I was just about to get to the part where…” Lexi said before Jamie put her finger up to her lip.
“Why don’t we ask him what he wants to see?” Jamie asked.
“Oh, I’m down for whatever you girls have planned.” The man said.
Lexi shrugged her shoulders. Any excuse to get intimate with Jamie was alright by her. What they did not know was that Michelle was watching from behind the bar, staring daggers at Jamie. The ginger could feel her rival’s gaze on her. As her hands slithered along Lexi’s bikini clad body, she turned her head around to look at Michelle and gave her the most insulting grin imaginable. The scarlet haired bartender decided to join in the fun right then and there as business was slow enough. She strutted herself towards the man’s table, her red hair swaying alongside her shapely ass as she cat walked before she joined her two co-workers.
“The more, the merrier. Right?” Michelle asked teasingly.
“Duh.” Lexi answered bluntly.
“I wouldn’t have it any other way.” Jamie said as she grit her teeth.
The man continued watching the show silently as the three beauties pawed at each other. Lexi was in between the two horny redheads as their hands explored her young body. Jamie buried her fingers in Lexi’s cotton candy colored hair while Michelle slithered her fingers along the cutie’s smooth, flawless skin.
“If you girls wanted tips, all you had to do was ask.” The man joked.
Jamie honestly would’ve preferred to do this without having him for an audience. While most nymphos are openly bisexual, Jamie was a lesbian down to her very bones. She had no attraction to the male form whatsoever. She loved tits and pussy more than anything else in the world. However, she would not ever allow herself to be shown up by a rival, especially not one like Michelle who thought she was hot shit.
“Mmmm…” Lexi moaned as she was manhandled by the older women.
Jamie took it a step further by slipping her finger inside of Lexi’s thong, making her gasp. Michelle noticed this and decided to make her own move. She grabbed Lexi by her chin and turned her face in the direction of her own before slipping her long, firm tongue through the young nympho in training’s mouth, kissing her passionately. Jamie noticed this and began kissing Lexi’s neck while inserting fingers inside of her.
“Mmmmmmm!!” Lexi yelped into Michelle’s mouth.
“I…sure hope she’s over 18.” The man said awkwardly.
“19.” Jamie answered.
“Good.” The man said, relaxing.
The man continued enjoying the show as the two redheads groped and mauled their younger co-worker, clearly trying to one up each other at every turn. As she continued tongue wrestling with Lexi, Michelle reached out and fondled her D cup breast. Jamie countered by giving the teenager’s ass a good squeeze while she continued fingering her furiously. Lexi’s face began to blush a bright red as she slipped her hands around to where she could grope both Jamie and Michelle at the same time. Eventually, the inexperienced cotton candy haired cutie could not handle this any longer. Michelle broke their kiss to let her get some air. Just in time for Lexi to climax all over Jamie’s hand inside of her thong.
“Ohhhhhhh!!!!” Lexi screamed, drawing the attention of some other customers.
The handsy redheads released her as she huffed and puffed in her post orgasmic winding, balancing herself on the table of their audience of one to keep herself from crumbling due to her weak knees.
“Well…That was really something…” The man said as he reached into his pocket and took out his wallet.
He handed all three of them wads of cash, which they accepted happily. The three beauties went wide eyed as they realized exactly how much money this mysterious voyeur of theirs had given them.
“$1000?!” Lexi asked in amazement.
“This must be some mistake.” Jamie said.
“Shut up! It’s no mistake!” Michelle scolded.
“Of course you’d say that, you gold digging cunt.” Jamie mocked.
“Actually, she’s right. There is no mistake.” The man said. “You girls earned every penny of that. Besides, it’s no trouble at all.”
“You must be really loaded.” Lexi said.
“Very much so.” The man said proudly. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m off to the pool. You girls have given me the need to cool myself off.”
The man began walking away as Michelle grabbed his arm to stop him.
“Wait.” Michelle requested. “Who are you?”
“Oh, I have a strong feeling that we’ll all be seeing each other again in the near future.” The man said. “Perhaps I’ll tell you then.”
Michelle let him go as he finally left and she smiled complacently at Jamie.
“And you wanted to give him this moolah back.” Michelle teased.
“Oh, shut up.” Jamie complained. “I just wanted to make sure we weren’t ripping him off. Not all of us are money hungry whores like you.”
“Yeah, right. Cut the “nice girl” act.” Michelle argued. “I bet you came on this cruise and took this job to find yourself a rich boy toy just like me.”
“I have my reasons.” Jamie said.
Lexi rather enjoyed watching the two of them argue.
“Well, keep your hands off of that guy cause I call dibs on him!” Michelle said firmly.
“You can have him. Let me know if he has a hot wife who wants to experiment though.” Jamie said.
“Oh, I see.” Michelle said. “You prefer taco to sausage, do you?”
“Could you be any trashier?” Jamie asked rhetorically.
“Well, why don’t I show you just how filthy I can get once our shifts are all over?” Michelle asked. “Unless you’re getting cold feet, cheeto pubes.”
“You wish, cunt.” Jamie said. “You’re on.”
“Oh, we can go to my cabin!” Lexi interrupted. “I wanna watch you two! It’ll be the first sexfight I’ve seen in person!”
“Didn’t you say you were here with your Mom and Aunt?” Jamie asked.
“I have a single cabin.” Lexi answered. “I kinda have a tendency to feel girls up in my sleep.”
“And when you’re awake.” Michelle teased as she lovingly tapped Lexi’s nose, making her giggle.
“Alright then. Lexi’s cabin after work it is.” Jamie said.
“Also, how about we switch things up a little?” Michelle asked.
“What do you mean?” Jamie asked with both curiosity and suspicion.
“I say that the two of us have a very…different kind of sexfight.” Michelle proposed.
“I’m listening.” Jamie said as she crossed her arms underneath her ample bosom.
“So am I.” Lexi added excitedly.
“I think it’s quite obvious that both of us want to instruct little Lexi here in the ways of the nympho.” Michelle said. “So, we can both do that. I propose that we compete to see who can pleasure Lexi the most. Let her decide who’s better. The winner not only gets to be Lexi’s mentor but also gets to help herself to the loser’s tip money from today. How about it?”
Jamie thought about it for a little bit before smiling as she made her decision.
“It’s a bet.” Jamie said.
“Aw, can’t I have both of you?” Lexi asked innocently.
“You can fight both of us as well as any woman you want, cutie.” Jamie said. “But only one of us will be your sexual instructor.”
“I’m okay with that.” Lexi said.
“I’m sure you are, you little minx.” Michelle said.
“Well, we all still have work to do…” Jamie said. “Let’s get it over with so we can get the party started.”
“Yes. Let’s.” Michelle agreed.
The three girls continued their shift with deep anticipation of what was to come. Lexi especially. The already excitable teenager could barely focus on her work as she fantasized about what her redheaded friends planned on doing to her. She was going to be their prize. A sexual object for the two nymphos to use as they pleased to settle who was better. She would be degraded, humiliated and played with like a toy. She was dripping wet just thinking about it. After what had to have been the longest shift of her life, it was finally over and the three of them were ready for the battle to begin.
“After you.” Jamie said.
Lexi guided the two rivals towards her cabin as her nipples already hardened in anticipation of what she fully expected to be the best night of her young life.
Part 7
Brooke had a rather disappointing first night on this cruise with a rather enjoyable sexfight being interrupted by the ballbusting head of security for the cruise. She knew that she and Lana would see each other again but not being able to finish a fight is still every nympho’s biggest pet peeve. The busty brunette decided to take her mind off of things by going to the pool and getting a nice tan. Maybe check out some girls in bikinis, much like herself. She would prefer to tan in the buff but she was still technically a wanted woman and didn’t want to draw too much attention to herself. At least not yet. If she was going to strip in public, she would need a very good reason for doing so.
She laid there wearing sunglasses as she enjoyed the soothing warmth of the sun on her flawless skin. She found herself reflecting on her troubled past. How she deliberately allowed herself to be not only La Malvada’s attack dog but also her sexual plaything. All in the name of bringing her down and in the end, she still failed. Tamara had claimed her prize and while she was glad that the drug lord was finally finished off, she couldn’t help but feel some bitterness towards Tamara for succeeding where she had failed. It was the first time the ebony police chief faced the evil raven while Brooke had had sex with her multiple times for years preparing for it. She also found herself thinking about Vanessa and what her team was up to right now. She then decided that it’s best not to dwell on the past and focus on her new line of work as a bounty hunter. Suddenly, she felt the sun’s warmth disappear from a portion of her body. She then realized that someone must be standing over her, no doubt ogling her in her black bikini.
“Excuse me, you’re in my sun.” Brooke said without opening her eyes. The person didn’t move an inch.
“Could you move a little please?“ Brooke asked politely. Again, no response.
Brooke then got annoyed and finally opened her eyes.
“Are you deaf?! I said you’re in my…” Brooke then stopped when she finally saw who was pestering her.
Standing adjacent to her chair was the Clouded Leopard herself, Lana Newsted. Clad in a gray bikini, likely her way of being funny. Or maybe she just really likes the color. She had a pompous grin on her lovely face and her bikini did very little to contain her enormous G cup breasts that Brooke shamelessly gawked at. She now saw the British babe in her full glory without the darkness from last night. She looked even more amazing. Her long, jet black hair went down to her ass. It reminded Brooke of La Malvada, which agitated her further. Brooke’s expression changed from surprise to strength and determination.
“You didn’t think it would be that easy, did you, love?” Lana asked mockingly.
“Of course not.” Brooke said confidently. “I just wasn’t expecting you to show yourself again so soon.”
“When I see something I want, I never let it out of my sight.” Lana said seductively.
“How did you even know I’d be here?” Brooke asked.
“I suppose we’re just kindred spirits.” Lana answered.
Brooke continued shooting daggers at her rival, lowering her sunglasses as she did so. She wanted Lana to see clear as day that she was watching her and would not fall for any tricks.
“Oh, lighten up, why don’t you?” Lana asked with a chuckle. “I’m on vacation too, you know.”
“Really?” Brooke asked skeptically.
“Yes and I think we’re both a little too worked up from last night.” Lana said as she sat down beside Brooke on the edge of her lounging chair. Her bikini clad, shapely ass mere inches away from direct contact with Brooke’s leg.
“I guess you’re right.” Brooke said.
“And I happen to know a very effective way for us to both relieve stress and put the disappointment of last night behind us.” Lana said flirtatiously as she began caressing Brooke’s smooth legs, giving the brunette goosebumps.
Brooke’s heart began to race. Lana was undoubtedly a master at seduction. Any lesser person in her position would cave immediately but Brooke was the lieutenant of Las Brujas for much of her life. She had largely built up a strength to resist seduction.
“Right here and right now? In front of everyone?” Brooke asked.
“Why not?” Lana asked rhetorically. “No one saw us last night and what we’re doing is not an uncommon sight on a cruise like this.”
“Alright, fine.” Brooke said, giving in. “But only because I’ve still got a bone to pick with you. That bounty better be worth it.”
“I’m always worth it.” Lana said with pride.
She got up closer on Brooke’s chair until she was kneeling directly over her, faces inches away, noses centimeters away. Her knees were on either side of Brooke as Lana’s long, dark hair flowed down onto Brooke’s largely naked skin.
“You know, this Caribbean heat isn’t something I think I’ll ever get used to.” Lana said as she began undoing her bikini straps.
Brooke just looked at her, deadeyed. Doing an excellent job of hiding her deep lust for her new rival. Lana however, could easily tell how much Brooke wanted her. The feeling could not be more mutual. Brooke refrained from stripping herself just yet.
“You’re not getting shy on me now, are you, love?” Lana asked. “You certainly weren’t shy last night.”
“You’ll have to prove you’re worth the time and effort first.” Brooke said smugly.
“Arrogant cunt.” Lana said in an annoyed tone. “I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. I’m always worth it!”
Lana then decided to stop playing games. She sank herself fully on top of her American rival. Naked breast to bikini’d breast and mouth to mouth. The raven immediately shot her tongue out and jammed it through Brooke’s lips. Lana’s tongue passionately raped Brooke’s mouth but the brunette did not kiss back. Lana found herself frustrated by this. No one has ever been able to resist her to this extent and that was something she took a significant amount of pride in. She knew Brooke would at some point break, as they all do but her annoyance at the brunette’s persistence still remained. The raven hugged them closer together, pushing her nipples deeply against the fabric of Brooke’s bikini.
“Mmmmm…” Lana moaned into her opponent’s mouth.
What Lana didn’t know was that Brooke loved to use this psychological tactic to aggravate her opponents. It worked quite well on Vanessa in their last encounter and Lana seemed to be worked up over it herself. What neither of them knew or really cared much about was that they were being watched by two particular witnesses on the other side of the pool. Denise and Kelly had come to the pool to get some sun themselves when their attention had been captivated by the busty, battling bikini babes. Kelly had briefly left to get some drinks while Denise continued enjoying the show but had just come back and handed one to her sister.
“Kel, you know I don’t drink anymore.” Denise said.
She had no choice but to stop after getting pregnant with Lexi and never looked back even afterwards.
“More for me then.” Kelly said happily. “Is the brunette still playing hard to get?”
“Looks that way.” Denise said. “The raven is really letting her have it though.”
“Sexfights are the best fights.” Kelly said as she sipped on her drink.
“Is that so?” Denise asked.
“Denny, are you kidding me? You’ve never had one?” Kelly asked in bewilderment. “You haven’t lived as a woman until you’ve done that!”
“What exactly is so special about it?” Denise asked.
“Oh, where do I begin?” Kelly asked rhetorically. “It’s just so primal and passionate. You feel so much. Rage. Competitive spirit. Determination. Hot blooded excitement. An animalistic urge to dominate your prey. And of course more pleasure than you can possibly imagine. It’s like the ultimate sexual thrill ride. The greatest roller coaster on the world can’t compare to it.”
“Where has this side of you been all this time, sis?“ Denise asked. “You talk like it’s your religion.”
“It might as well be.” Kelly said. “You remember that snotty cheerleading bimbo back in College?”
“How can I forget?” Denise asked. “You ranted about her to me every day.”
“Well, one day I got sick of her shit and finally told her off in front of her squad of airheads.” Kelly explained. “She was so humiliated that she challenged me to a sexfight. She explained the rules to me. I accepted just because I would’ve done anything to put her in her place. We went at it all night but I eventually fucked her brains out and loved every second of it.”
“And here I thought you were in bed all that day because of a bad hangover.” Denise joked.
“Well, I kinda was.” Kelly said.
“What?” Denise asked in confusion.
“We fucked each other so hard that I actually got cum drunk off of it and it gave me a hangover.” Kelly elaborated. “It was totally worth it though.”
“You’re just fucking with me.” Denise dismissed.
“I wouldn’t have believed it either until it happened to me.” Kelly said. “But anyway, you gotta give it a try. No woman in the world should miss out on that.”
“Kel…” Denise sighed.
“Don’t “Kel” me!” Kelly argued. “This whole cruise is full of hotties and I know they’d all wanna lock up thighs with you! You have my good looks after all.”
“Actually, I’m the older twin. So you have my good looks.” Denise jokingly argued.
“Whatever. I’m gonna get you a hot bitch to fight before this cruise is over. Mark my words.” Kelly promised. “I’d be ashamed to call myself your Sister if I didn’t do that for you.”
“What am I gonna do with you?” Denise asked rhetorically.
The twins continued watching the fight between the other raven and brunette. Brooke was still not budging and now Lana was really starting to get pissed. She broke their kiss in a spray of saliva.
“Fight back already, you hot bitch!” Lana demanded.
She then slipped her hand underneath Brooke’s thong and began rubbing her labia hard and fast.
“Agh!” Brooke grunted.
“You feel that, little miss bounty hunter?” Lana asked teasingly. “Fuck me back. You know you want to.”
Lana knew how to use that hand of hers, no doubt about it. Brooke had then decided that her charade had gone on long enough.
“Alright, you thieving cunt. You win!” Brooke admitted as she pulled Lana’s black hair nice and hard and resumed their make out session. This time fighting with her own tongue.
Lana smiled complacently into Brooke’s mouth, having finally gotten what she wanted.
“And the brunette finally breaks.” Kelly commented. “I knew she would.”
“If sexfighting was a sport, you’d be a good commentator.” Denise said jokingly.
“It’s the only sport that matters.” Kelly joked.
Brooke was more than happy to reciprocate Lana’s move as she slipped her hand down the British bombshell’s thong and began assaulting her twat right back as their tongues continued to battle. Lana pulled Brooke’s brown locks with one hand and undid her bikini top with the other, letting Brooke’s H cups bounce out freely.
“And the jubblies are finally loose.” Denise commented.
“Damn, she is stacked.” Kelly commented. “No wonder the raven went after her. I’d love to fuck both of them.”
“I have a feeling you’d fuck every girl on this cruise if you could.” Denise teased.
“Damn right I would. Even you and Lexi.” Kelly said.
“Ha ha.” Denise fake laughed.
Brooke and Lana broke their kiss again as they stared deeply into each other’s eyes.
“Maybe after I get the bounty, I’ll ask if I can keep personal custody of you.” Brooke said.
“I’ve stolen many priceless treasures in my life but you’ll be my prized possession once I tame your inferior twat.” Lana shot back.
The two were putting such a show that many more people couldn’t help but look. While such things were far from out of the ordinary on a cruise like the SS Orgasmic, the raw energy and fury that Brooke and Lana were giving off was proving to be quite hypnotic. One witness in particular was transfixed by them. This had already been quite an enjoyable day for him as he had just left the bar where the three waitresses had put on a rather intense and passionate show for him. Now here he is seeing another show at the pool. While he could chalk this up down to pure luck, he believed that these two things happening so close to one another was no coincidence. That it was the universe trying to tell him something. This had not been his first time on the SS Orgasmic and on this expedition in particular, he had big plans and he had a strong inclination that the battling, bikini babes could help him. So, he decided to do something risky. The white suited man walked up to the chair where Brooke and Lana were lost in their own little world and decided to interrupt them.
“What’s that guy doing?” Denise asked.
“Poor bastard has no idea what mistake he’s about to make.” Kelly joked.
“Excuse me, ladies.” The man said to Brooke and Lana as they continued fingering each other furiously. “I was just wondering if…”
“Fuck off and mind your own business, bellend!” Lana yelled at the man, losing her usual sultry and cool demeanor.
“Yeah. Look all you want but never interrupt! Can’t you see we’re busy?!” Brooke asked angrily.
The man seemed rather put off by such blatant aggression towards him but he got the message and backed off. In all honesty, he knew he should’ve waited until they were done but he did want to see just how dedicated they were to what they were doing. Color him impressed. He would make sure to find out who these two knockouts were and he also had to take note of the three waitresses from earlier today.
“Geez, I had no idea sexfighting could bring out such emotions in women.” Denise commented.
“You have no idea, Sis.” Kelly said. “It just makes every blood cell in your body boil. That guy is lucky he left with his balls intact.”
“No kidding.” Denise said with genuine curiosity.
Denise could not help but be interested in how such a thing could inspire such strong passion in people. Passion that she feels has been missing from her life for far too long. Regardless, she wasn’t sure just yet if she wanted to immerse herself in such a vicious world. Maybe if she didn’t have a daughter but now?
“He was kinda hot, though.” Kelly added. “Maybe I’ll find him later and give him some pity pussy.”
“You’re such a slut.” Denise joked.
Kelly didn’t even attempt to argue. She just chugged her drinks and let out a rather unladylike belch.
“And a pig.” Denise added. Again, Kelly said nothing.
The fight between Brooke and Lana continued to escalate. The two had now fully shed their thongs and knew what they wanted next.
“Anyone else feel like interrupting us?” Brooke asked with barely contained venom as she looked around at the crowd. No one said a thing.
“That’s what I thought.” Brooke said.
“I think we both know how to settle this.” Lana said. “Cunt to cunt and clit to clit.”
“Yes, of course.” Brooke agreed. “Tit to tit and tongue to tongue as well.”
“You do know how to show a bird a good time.” Lana admitted.
The audience looked on in awe as the two hotties began to wrap their lush, smooth legs around one another…until a devastatingly familiar sound hit both of their eardrums.
“What’s going on up here?” Rebecca asked as she rudely pushed her way through the crowd. “I’m head of security, make room!”
She finally managed to make her way to what the crowd was circling around and Brooke and Lana now got a good look at her face without the darkness concealing it. As they had guessed, she was a strawberry blonde. Her hair was long and thick, cascading down her voluptuous body until it reached the tip of her ass. Her hair also covered her right eye, giving her a sassy and seductive look that the other two had to admit that they liked. Her tits were definitely a G like Lana’s and clad in a white bikini. Her expression changed from annoyance to a smug grin that admittedly made both Brooke and Lana nervous. Did she know that they were the intruders last night? It wouldn’t make sense but two wanted women can never be too careful.
“Oh, I see.” Rebecca said. “No wonder what the big commotion is.”
Brooke and Lana continued to stare awkwardly at the security chief.
“Well, what are you looking at me for?” Rebecca asked rhetorically. “These people want a show. Give it to them!”
The crowd applauded in agreement. Brooke and Lana got over their nervousness and focused more on what they were doing. They turned their heads back in each other’s directions and engaged in another heated and passionate make out session with lots of tongue as the crowd got thicker and thicker.
“Agh, we can’t see anymore!” Kelly complained. “Come on, let’s get a better look!”
She got up and Denise followed, adjusting her yellow bikini as she got out of her chair. Brooke and Lana had to admit that fighting for an audience was equally exciting as it was annoying but nothing would stop them now. Still, they were wary of Rebecca and her true intentions. They would have to keep an eye on the strawberry blonde from now on. As well as each other, of course. As they knew their potential purserer and potential rival was watching, the brunette and raven did not intend to show even the smallest amount of weakness. They bearhugged each other nice and tight as Brooke’s H cups and Lana’s G cups mushroomed together. They both felt the overwhelming bliss of their rival’s nipples grinding against their own as their legs wrapped together and they finally began their tribbing session in earnest. Rebecca had a strong suspicion about these two. Even if they weren’t the intruders from last night, they both just gave off a very bad aura to her. Still, she would not act without proof. She’d been lectured by her bosses on the bad PR more than enough as it was. At least these two were good for putting on a show. A part of her also believed that their willingness to fight out in broad daylight for a crowd like this would mean that they weren’t who she thought they were…Or perhaps that’s exactly what they wanted her to think.
“Mmmmmm…” They moaned as their tongues did battle outside of their mouths, sliding all over one another.
“It’s like watching a porno live in person.” Denise commented.
“And a good one at that.” Kelly added.
Many of the women watching would love nothing more than to join in. Not just for the sex but to put some of the spotlight on themselves as well but they knew better than to get in the way of something as sacred as a sexual rivalry like this one. Lana pulled on Brooke’s brown hair to get some control of their kissing while Brooke retaliated by squeezing her tight buns. They felt their juiced up cunts kiss each other deeply and passionately as their clits did battle right alongside their tongues. Lana then broke the kiss with a loud pop and a trail of spit between their lips.
“Is that the best you’ve got, love?” Lana asked mockingly. “I’ve outfucked better cunts than yours in my sleep!”
“Wow, her accent is so sexy.” Kelly commented.
“Yeah.” Denise said, surprised at her own agreement with her Twin.
“You’re not going to take that from her, are you, brunette?” Rebecca asked challengingly to Brooke.
Brooke looked at the crowd around her as they all awaited her answer. She then grinned deviously.
“Well, “love”…” Brooke said sarcastically. “If you’re so sure of yourself, why don’t we take this to the pool?”
“Yeah! Get wet!” Kelly cheered.
“I’d say they’re plenty wet already but sure.” Denise agreed.
The others in the crowd all nodded and cheered in agreement. Brooke gave Lana a smug look, waiting for her answer.
“Have it your way.” Lana said.
“Good.” Brooke said.
The two battling beauties then peeled their labias off of each other with a grunt. As they stood up and the crowd eyed up their toned asses, they immediately pounced on each other, both trying to get a hold of her opponent and be the one to toss her in the pool.
“Give the ladies some room, people.” Rebecca said as the crowd did just that.
The two groaned and struggled to get an advantage.
“Goddamn whore!” Brooke cursed.
“Arrogant slut!” Lana shot back.
They were so focused on their little scuffle that they stopped paying attention to where their position was in relation to the pool. Rebecca then smiled almost evilly and decided to take advantage of that. As they got within a few inches of the pool, the strawberry blonde then charged right into them and pushed them both in at the same time.
“Ahhh!!” Brooke and Lana shrieked as the crowd applauded.
They made a big splash from their combined body weight. They emerged from the water as they both took a deep breath and flipped their drenched brown and black hair out of their face as it was slicked back. They then both glared at Rebecca.
“Oops.” Rebecca said sarcastically.
“She’s a feisty one.” Denise commented.
“I bet she’s even feistier between the sheets.” Kelly added.
Rebecca took her job seriously. Too seriously according to most but that didn’t mean she couldn’t have fun once in a while.
“You’re lucky I have bigger fish to fry right now, bitch!” Lana threatened.
“When I’m done with this slut, you’re next!” Brooke threatened.
“I’m trembling.” Rebecca said sarcastically.
“Ahhhh!!” Rebecca suddenly yelped as she was pushed into the pool by the mischievous Kelly.
“Kel, what the fuck?!” Denise asked in amazement.
“C’mon, she was asking for it.” Kelly excused.
Rebecca emerged from the water right between Brooke and Lana as she flipped her soaked blonde hair back and glared furiously at Kelly
“You meddling skank! Do you have any idea who you just fucked with?!” Rebecca asked furiously.
“No but I know who they’re about to fuck with.” Kelly teased as she pointed behind Rebecca.
The strawberry blonde turned around too late as the brunette and raven pounced on her and immediately began stripping her bikini off before manhandling her.
“Ugh!” Rebecca groaned as she was molested. “Get the fuck off of me!“
“You need to be taught a lesson about how rude interruption is.” Brooke said.
“Don’t start fights you can’t finish.” Lana added.
“Fucking cu…” Rebecca was about to curse until Lana silenced her with her tongue in her mouth.
Brooke squeezed and slapped at Rebecca’s G cups, pinching her bright pink milk buds as she licked at the security head’s neck.
“Mmmmmmm!!” Rebecca moaned into the forced kiss.
“Damn, that’s fucking hot.” Kelly commented.
She was about to jump in and join in the fun but Brooke and Lana shot her serious looks in their eyes. Looks that basically said “Fuck around and find out”. Kelly got the message. Rebecca was being punished for her meddling and they would not spare Kelly either. The horny raven was disappointed but relented. She could still enjoy the show at the very least. That was something. The crowd watched in complete enthrallment as Rebecca was dominated and humiliated by two total newcomers to the cruise. Some of the audience rather enjoyed the sight as Rebecca had quite a reputation for giving passengers shit over the most trivial things. She had been toning it down a bit under orders from her boss but it was still rather cathartic for long-time fans of the cruise to see her get a taste of her own medicine. Brooke and Lana enjoyed dishing out their revenge on the woman who so rudely interrupted not one but now two great fights between them. The strawberry blonde finally managed to break her mouth away from the raven’s.
“You goddamn slu…” Before she could finish her sentence, Brooke had taken Lana’s place tonguing her mouth down while Lana had taken Brooke’s place lapping at her neck and manhandling her womanly splendor.
Denise found herself becoming way more enthralled by what she was seeing than she expected. She had initially watched Brooke and Lana going at it simply because it wasn’t something you see everyday. Now that it had escalated this far however, Denise could not deny that she was already starting to understand why her sister and so many other women were possessed by the act of sexfighting. She looked at the three nymphos fucking each other in the pool and could just feel the raw, animalistic emotions ebbinb off of them. The sexual pleasure, the competitive fires and the deep lustful fury that compelled them. It was intoxicating just to watch. She couldn’t imagine how it must feel to actually participate. Perhaps she would look more into this sexfighting thing at some point in the near future.
Rebecca meanwhile, was absolutely at her wits end. She struggled to escape but her two opponents bearhugged her from either side, pressing her tits into her arms as they molested her. The sounds of grunting, moaning and water splashing were all that could be heard as she felt Lana jam her fingers straight up into her lower lips.
“Mmmmmm!!!” Rebecca shrieked into Brooke’s mouth at the sudden intrusion.
Brooke grinned into the make out session as she knew what Lana was doing.
“This’ll teach you to interrupt us again, you bitch!” Lana mocked.
Brooke ended the kiss to give their common enemy a moment to catch her breath.
“Do you think she’s learned her lesson, Lana?” Brooke asked condescendingly.
“You know, I’m not quite sure.” Lana answered. “I think we should make her cum at least once to be certain.”
“I couldn’t agree more.” Brooke said deviously.
“Don’t you fucking daaaaarrrrreeeee!!!!” Rebecca screamed as she felt her labia being assaulted by both of their hands.
The cool, distinctive feeling of the water on her cunt combined with the two hands pleasuring it was out of this world. Her arms were caught between her two captors, so kissing them back was really her only means of resisting or counterattacking. The two ravenous nymphos treated the blonde like a sex doll being shared between them. They relentlessly licked, kissed, groped, fingered, pawed and spanked her. Rebecca felt like a cheerleader in the boys locker room. A piece of meat being used for the pleasure of everyone else around her. The brunette and raven constantly went back and forth swapping spit with their prey while their hands swarmed all over her body. Rebecca was just way too overwhelmed to do anything about it. She felt one of her opponents violently press her thumb up against her clit under the water while the other knifed her entire hand inside of her and then proceeded to fist her. That was the final straw. As Brooke and Lana both tongued her mouth down simultaneously, Rebecca climaxed at long last.
“Ahhhhhhhh!!!!!!” She screamed bloody murder as she came.
The other two could feel the sheer kinetic force of her cum blasting into her hands under the water as they released her. Rebecca fell forward, resting on the edge of the pool as Brooke and Lana smiled complacently at their work.
“Next time you mess with us, we’ll fuck you until you pass out.” Brooke threatened.
“And then we’ll take advantage of you in your sleep.” Lana added.
“Rinse and repeat until we get bored of you.” Brooke concluded.
Rebecca wanted nothing more than to teach them both a lesson but the orgasm was a powerful one. She was way too exhausted to keep fighting when she was already outnumbered. Still, she silently vowed to make these whores pay. Not just Brooke and Lana but Kelly for pushing her in. Some of the bystanders went to try and help Rebecca out of the pool but she shooed them away with her hand. She had been degraded enough for one day. Brooke and Lana turned to look at each other. With their eyes, they silently communicated that they had relieved enough of their sexual frustration from last night. Besides, they had the entire cruise left to settle the score. The crowd dispersed, having gotten their show.
“That was…really hot.” Denise admitted to Kelly as they walked away.
“See, girl? I told you!” Kelly said excitedly. “You gotta try it sometime, sis.”
“I’ll think about it.” Denise said. “I still have a daughter to raise…and a second daughter in a grown woman’s body.”
“Hardy har.” Kelly said sarcastically.
Brooke and Lana then dried off and left, leaving Rebecca laying on the edge of the pool in defeat. As the last of the crowd was gone, the man from earlier had stepped in front of Rebecca.
“That was quite a display.” He said.
“Mr. Broderick?!“ Rebecca said in shock as her face went red. “Sir, I can explain!”
“No need. I saw everything.” Broderick said. “I rather enjoyed it.”
“You…You did?” Rebecca asked with mixed happiness and sadness. “I’m sorry, I…”
“You lost, Becky. It happens to the best of us.” Broderick said. “I just hope you won’t let it get in the way of your job…Or your revenge.”
“Of course not, sir.” Rebecca said, regaining her composure and determination. “I’ll get back to work.”
Broderick then helped her out of the pool with one hand and handed her her white bikini with the other as she got dressed again. She then realized that this was the first time her boss had ever seen her naked.
“Sir…” Rebecca asked. Uncharacteristically shyly. “Did you…like what you saw…with me?”
“Of course I did, Becky. You have an amazing body.” Broderick answered honestly, making Rebecca blush.
There was some solace from this little incident after all. Rebecca found herself feeling better already.
Part 8
Jamie and Michelle followed Lexi as she skipped her way to her cabin, quite obviously excited for what she was about to experience. While it would not be her actual first sexfight experience, it would still be sexual competition and she would still be the focus of it and between two hot girls at that. Lexi used her keycard to open her cabin and allowed her two friends with serious benefits in. It looked just like the cabin that Jamie shared with Stacy, which didn’t surprise her. Lexi then sat on her bed Michelle closed the door behind them.
“Okay, let’s go over the rules one last time.” Michelle said. “We both go back and forth pleasuring Lexi in whatever manner she deems fit. It’s not about making her cum more or cum harder, although that will no doubt help. It’s about Lexi’s final word. She’s our judge, our jury and eventually YOUR executioner.”
“You’re such a drama queen.” Jamie mocked. “But fine. I have no problem with that and I know Lexi doesn’t have a problem with it either.”
“Nope.” Lexi said as she could barely contain herself.
“Shall we get started?” Michelle asked.
“Yes. Let’s.” Jamie said confidently.
And with that, all three horny, beautiful women began to strip out of their bikinis. Lexi was so excited, she thought she’d go into cardiac arrest. While she had interacted sexually with both of the two redheads before, she had not gone this far yet. She hadn’t even seen either of them naked. It was all about to go so much further in just one night. She was going to be used by them as a piece of meat for their rivalry. A hot body to be licked, sucked and fondled at their leisure. She thought she would faint from how much this was exciting her. The three of them got as naked as the day they were born very quickly and they all took some time to check each other out. Lexi couldn’t help but feel a little inadequate at seeing how much bigger her friends’ breasts were than her own but she was still young and her D cups were quite impressive for a 19 year old. She hoped that by the time she was 26, she’d have nice, luscious G cups like the two redheads.
“Let’s not waste anymore time.” Jamie said. “Who’s going first?”
“I think Lexi should decide.” Michelle suggested.
They looked at the cotton candy haired minx and she seemed a bit nervous, not wanting to alienate either of them. She then looked around and by pure luck, found a quarter sitting on her nightstand and picked it up.
“Call it.” Lexi said.
“Heads.” Jamie said.
“Tails.” Michelle said.
She flipped the coin, caught it in midair and placed it on the top of her hand.
“Tails.” Lexi confirmed.
Jamie begrudgingly accepted the result and allowed Michelle to go first, who smiled smugly as she approached their perky young judge. Michelle started out small. As Jamie watched with impatience, the other redhead slowly and seductively strutted her way towards Lexi, deliberately showing off her dump truck ass to her orange haired opponent. She then sat herself right on top of Lexi’s lap and proceeded to give her a nice, erotic lapdance. She flipped her crimson red hair back, letting it fall back on her pale skin as her mammoth mammaries were inches away from the horny teenager’s face. Lexi could barely contain herself.
“Holy shit…” Lexi muttered under her breath.
“Yes, she knows how to dance. Very impressive.” Jamie said sarcastically.
“I can do so much more than that, cheeto pubes.” Michelle said mockingly.
She then got up close and personal with Lexi, rubbing her G cups against her target’s smooth, soft skin as she caressed her hands down the cotton candy haired minx’s arms. She then began kissing her way down Lexi’s neck.
“Uhhhh…” Lexi quietly moaned in ecstasy as she blushed as bright red as Michelle’s hair.
Jamie had to admit that the show was an enticing one. In some ways, Michelle going first could be used to her advantage, as she knew how much more she had to impress her judge. Michelle began stroking and prodding at Lexi’s nipple while also gently squeezing her D cup breast.
“Fuck…” Lexi quietly groaned as she buried her hand deep in her friend’s thick, scarlet tresses.
Michelle had progressed from kissing Lexi’s neck, to licking all the way down to her right tit and began lapping away at her sharpened, pink nipple while her hand continued to play with Lexi’s left. Jamie then found herself starting to get a little hot and bothered by what she was watching. She wanted to gratify herself but would save all her energy for when it was her turn.
“Agh, shit!” Lexi cried out as Michelle began nibbling on her delicate little milk bud.
The domineering redhead then slipped her hand down from Lexi’s breast and towards her womanhood, stroking it gently and teasingly.
“You fucking clittease…” Lexi cursed passed her gasping for air.
After some nice, affectionate rubbing with the palm of her hand, Michelle then finally jammed her index and middle finger straight through Lexi’s tight lower lips.
“Ugghhhh!!” Lexi shrieked at the sudden intrusion.
“You’re so delicate, Lex.” Michelle said seductively as she unlatched her mouth from her prey’s nipple. “I look forward to toughening you up.”
Michelle then dropped all pretenses and began unleashing the full brunt of her sexual onslaught on the perky young soon to be nympho. She sealed off Lexi’s mouth with her own before initiating a brutal barrage of fingering on the poor girl, showing no mercy.
“Mmmmfffffff!!!!” Lexi screamed bloody murder into Michelle’s mouth as the redhead’s lecherous tongue scoured her own nice and thoroughly.
Jamie watched intently as Michelle did her work. The sloppy, wet sounds of Lexi’s juiced up twat getting assaulted mixed with her frenzied moaning filled the room. Thank God the walls were well and truly soundproofed. Lexi herself was on Cloud 9 right now. So many feelings and sensations were running through her perverted young mind at this exact moment in time. Sexual pleasure, of course but also something deeper and more meaningful. Something she couldn’t even describe. She felt as if she was about to faint but something in her kept her awake and aware like her life depended on it. It all felt as if a part of her had died but another part had just been born. Whatever the fuck it was, she wanted more of it. So, so, so, so much more…Jamie watched with mixed nostalgia and mild jealousy. What she would give to experience these complex feelings for the first time ever again. She now wished that she had won the coin toss even more. Michelle continued to brutally kiss and finger the younger nympho in the making as she seemed to be barely holding herself together. Eventually, she simply could not take it any longer and Michelle broke their passionate kiss, wanting to hear her scream and boy, did she ever scream.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!” Lexi howled as she orgasmed.
Michelle’s hand quickly became soaked with the perky teenager’s fluids as she fell onto her bed, loudly gasping for air as if she had just given birth. Michelle smiled with pride as she licked her hand clean of pussy juice. She then turned around suddenly, making her red hair flow as she did to look at Jamie, wanting to see what her new rival thought of the show she had just put on.
“Top that.” Michelle dared.
“I suppose that was decent.” Jamie admitted. “If this was a College dorm…but now let me show you how a real woman does it.”
“You might wanna give poor little Lexi a rest first.” Michelle advised. “We don’t want to kill her…Unless you’re into necrophilia.”
“If I was gonna kill anyone in this room, it would be you, cunt.” Jamie cursed. “But fine. Let’s give her a minute.”
“Oh and one last rule.” Michelle said as she got off the bed. “We switch every time Lexi cums. That’ll be fair.”
“Fine by me.” Jamie begrudgingly agreed.
Michelle then switched positions with the other redhead. Now Michelle was sitting in the chair across from the bed while Jamie sat on the edge of the bed itself, looking down on the still hyperventilating Lexi. She looked like an absolute mess. Her face was flushed a bright red, her mouth was wide open as she huffed and puffed to the point where she was drooling and her eyes looked as if they were about to roll into the back of her skull.
‘Ah, good times.’ Jamie thought to herself.
It took about ten full minutes of waiting for Lexi to finally calm down and get her bearings back. As she caught her breath, she pulled herself back up, flipped her blue and pink hair back and stared Jamie dead in the eye.
“Few…” Lexi said in amazement. “That was…I don’t even have the words…”
“You get used to it, babe.” Jamie said lovingly.
“Is…Is this what sexfighting feels like all the time?” Lexi asked with curiosity and wonder.
“You’re not actually sexfighting, remember?” Jamie reminded her. “But I can tell you that it feels even better. You don’t know what pleasure is until you’ve experienced it.”
“Holy fuck…” Lexi said in bewilderment.
“Now, enough talk.” Jamie said. “Let’s show Michelle over there how it’s done.”
Lexi didn’t need to be told twice. She nodded and allowed Jamie to have her way with her. First, the horny ginger grinned deviously and gently pushed Lexi down until she was laying on her bed. She pulled her friend upwards until her pretty little cotton candy head was resting on the pillow. Jamie then pried her legs open, exposing Lexi’s beautiful, pink, ripe, juicy, meaty pussy for all to see. She began getting worked up again.
“Fuck me!” Lexi yelped out of nowhere. “I can’t stand it anymore! Fuck me, Jamie! I want it rough and I want it now! Fuck me like you’ve never fucked anyone before!”
Both Jamie and Michelle were taken aback by Lexi’s begging. Michelle in particular was rather annoyed that she didn’t bring their cute little judge to this when it was her turn. Perhaps winning that coin toss had been a double edged sword. Jamie turned her head around and could read the discontent on Michelle’s face. She was envious. Jamie loved that. She turned her attention back to the subject of this little contest of theirs.
“Well…Since you asked nicely…” Jamie said sarcastically.
She then secured herself in between Lexi’s long, smooth legs and wasted absolutely no time as she proceeded to hump her hard and fast, showing no mercy.
“Uggghhhh!!” Lexi cried out in ecstasy. “Yes! That’s it, Jamie! Fuck me! Crush my pussy into dust!”
“Pfft. How amateurish.” Michelle commented. “Look at you just fucking her straight out of the gate. What are you, a man? A real woman would take it nice and slow and make her melt in her hands.”
“Yeah, well you already did that for me, bitch.” Jamie said over the sound of her and Lexi’s grunting. “And fuck off! You have your style and I have mine!”
“I guess that’s what I get for daring to offer constructive criticism to a common whore like you.” Michelle mocked.
Jamie ignored her and continued fucking Lexi like there was no tomorrow. She reached down and gave her friend a nice squeeze of her D cups, pinching and twisting her nipples. Lexi felt her insides burning with pleasure and the heat rising faster than she could even keep track of it. There simply wasn’t anywhere on the planet she’d rather be right now than here, getting treated like a cum dumpster by a gorgeous, busty ginger and her equally stunning redheaded rival. She felt as if an entire new world was opening up to her and she couldn’t wait to explore every last centimeter of it. She didn’t even attempt to hide how much she was loving this as her face showed an almost cartoonish expression of pure, overwhelming pleasure. Her tongue stuck out like a dog as her eyes rolled upwards and her mouth was wide open. Jamie then took full advantage of this and got down on top of her before engaging the younger girl in a heated, frenzied make out session. Michelle would be lying if she said the sight wasn’t an enticing one. She eyed up both of their meaty asses and saw their lower lips stuck on each other like glue. A strong part of the redhead wanted to just sandwich her tongue right in between their joined pussies but self control is a huge part of the game, so she stayed put.
“Mmmmmmfffffff!!!” They both moaned loudly into each other’s mouths as the sounds of lips popping and saliva being swapped between the two of them filled the room.
Pink nipples slid across each other before stabbing deeply into the opposing areola and their clits were fighting a hard battle in their own right. Lexi wrapped her arms and legs around Jamie, hugging the slutty ginger towards her as hard as she could. She wanted to be as intimate as humanly possible. Despite her earlier criticism of Jamie’s blunt approach to this, charging into Lexi’s cunt with all guns blazing, Michelle could see the appeal in such primal, animalistic fucking as compared to her own approach of slowly and seductively breaking her target down. While all nymphos live to dominate, a part of the reason why they do what they do is because a part of them yearns to be dominated themselves by a worthy opponent. So far, Lexi has definitely shown promise in that regard but she still needs to develop the predatory instinct that all nymphos thrive on. She continued watching as Jamie and Lexi took turns sucking on one another’s tongues as the ginger just kept humping and humping and humping until finally Lexi had begun to reach her limit as Jamie broke the kiss to let the poor girl breathe.
“Ugh! Agh! Ohhhhhhhhh!!!!” Lexi screamed as she came for the second time.
“Yeaaaahhhh…” Jamie moaned as she felt that glorious, familiar feeling of another woman filling her insides up with hot ejaculat.
As the 19 year old minx’s orgasm subsided, Jamie rolled off of the top of her, peeling their labias apart as she did and laid beside her on the bed as they both huffed and puffed in their post nut winding. Michelle then got up out of her chair and slowly clapped.
“Well done.” Michelle said. “Maybe I can try it your way…Once our little host gets her energy back, of course.”
Jamie was too out of breath to respond. She turned her head to see how Lexi was doing and she knew that look on her face all too well. Her eyes especially. Her inner nymphomania was starting to take over. She was developing that glorious addiction that would never let her go. While other people are unfortunate enough to be addicted to tobacco, alcohol, drugs and unhealthy food, others like the three women in this room and many, many more women all over the world had a much safer and healthier addiction. Jamie was about to get up when Michelle reached out her arm, signaling her to stop.
“Hold it.” Michelle said. “Don’t go anywhere. Plenty of room on this bed for all of us fine ladies.”
Jamie could see through Michelle like a pair of panties. She was basically daring the other redhead to stay up close and personal during her turn with Lexi to test her self control. Jamie wasn’t entirely sure how easy it would be to not participate in lesbian sex happening mere inches away from her but she sure as shit wasn’t going to get cold feet in front of her new rival.
“Yes, I suppose you’re right.” Jamie said as she got comfortable on the bed again.
‘Game on, slut.’ Jamie thought to herself. ‘I’m not going anywhere.’
‘Let’s see how much heat under the collar you can take, cheeto pubes.’ Michelle thought to herself.
The two just sat on the bed in awkward silence waiting for Lexi to catch her breath. Thankfully, it didn’t take as long as last time. She had pulled herself up and brushed her blue and pink hair out of her pretty, smiling face. A sign that she was starting to get used to such overwhelming pleasure.
“Alright…” Lexi said. “Michelle’s turn. I’m so fucking ready.”
“I hope you are, Lex.” Michelle said deviously.
Lexi assumed the position and laid down on one side of the bed while Jamie relaxed on her own side, holding her head up on her hand supported by her elbow like she was at a sleepover.
“You like it hard and fast, do you?” Michelle asked Jamie.
“Congratulations. You’re not blind and deaf.” Jamie said sarcastically.
“Well, two can play at that game.” Michelle said deviously.
Lexi found herself getting excited again and spread her legs nice and wide. Her lower lips were still red and ripe from the brutal pussy fucking that Jamie had just dished out on her. Michelle licked her lips lustfully.
“You know Lex, since this is all about teaching you the ways of nymphomania, I have a suggestion for this round.” Michelle said.
“I’m listening.” Lexi said with barely contained joy.
“As am I.” Jamie added.
“You’ve been a good little sex doll so far but I think it’s time you participate a little more and show off your own skills.” Michelle said. “And the best way to do that is with a nice, wholesome, ravenous, cummy, spitty 69 contest. What do you say?”
“Do you even have to ask? Let’s go!” Lexi said excitedly.
Jamie wasn’t expecting that but she sure wasn’t opposed to it either. Now she also knew what she wanted for her next turn as well. She couldn’t help but find it kinky how she would be literally right next to the action but not allowed to participate. She had a feeling that Michelle was showing her sadistic side by forcing her to sit next to them on this bed. Once again, game on. The scarlet haired nympho positioned herself horizontally perpendicular to her target and shifted herself upwards until her face was directly above Lexi’s pussy and vice versa.
“Let’s dig in.” Michelle declared.
The two friends with benefits and co-workers wasted absolutely no time in doing just that. Lexi sank her fingers deep into the strong muscle of Michelle’s succulent ass as she began lapping ravenously at Michelle’s cunt. Michelle returned the favor and ate the cotton candy haired slut out like her life depended on it as her thick, crimson locks blanketed over Lexi’s right leg. The silkiness of Michelle’s hair on her skin simply added to Lexi’s overpowering arousal. Jamie was drawn in immediately and already found it difficult to control herself with the sex parade going on mere inches away from her. As Michelle devoured Lexi, she turned her gaze up towards Jamie and gave her a very smug, pompous look as she ran her tongue alongside Lexi’s labia. It was an expression that more or less said “I bet you wish you were me right now” and that statement would be an accurate one. Jamie showed no weakness and defiantly flipped the other redhead her middle finger. Michelle scoffed and resumed her scrumptious meal. Jamie would hold out and when her turn came, she vowed to outdo her new rival.
“Oh, Michelle!” Lexi cried as she briefly paused her cunnilingus. “This is unbelievable! I could eat pussies with you all day!”
Jamie found herself getting agitated now. She had hoped to introduce Lexi to all the wonders of lesbian debauchery. Every single one. Instead, she has to share them with a bitch like Michelle who hates her for next to no reason. That being said, she would not be outdone. Not now. Not ever. Michelle loudly slurped and slobbered all over her partner’s sweet, juicy, tangy cunt like it was the most delicious piece of candy on the face of the Earth. She clearly wanted Jamie to hear plain as day just how much she enjoyed what she was doing and how much Lexi was enjoying it.
“You taste so fucking good, Lex.” Michelle said with lust. “I can’t get enough.”
Michelle used her fingers to pry Lexi’s labia open as widely as possible.
“What are you…? Ohhhhhh!!!” Lexi shrieked.
Michelle began blowing a raspberry into Lexi’s fleshy depths as if she were motorboating a nice pair of big, beautiful jubblies.
“You bitch!” Lexi cursed with a playful chuckle.
She quickly returned the favor and did the exact same thing to Michelle’s twat.
“Mmmffff!!” Michelle grunted in reaction.
Jamie had both seen and experienced a great deal of lesbian 69s in her life but this one was the most over the top she had ever witnessed. The only thing missing was the ceiling opening up and dousing them all with water and a cheering crowd of men. Not being able to join in was becoming more and more unbearable for poor Jamie. It’s like giving a kid an empty PS5 box for Christmas. It’s just cruel and unusual. However, she could tell that the end was approaching as she looked closer and saw that both Michelle and Lexi had wrapped their full, sweet lips around each other’s pulsating, pink pleasure buds. Won’t be very long at all now. If nothing else, Jamie was happy for Lexi. The ginger herself had stumbled upon the world of nymphomania purely by accident. It must be wonderful to have not just one but two experienced nymphos to guide her through such a world of untapped pleasure and fire. Still, there can only be one. Jamie has never been fond of sharing.
“Mmmmmffffff!!!!!” Michelle and Lexi screamed powerfully into one another’s lower lips as they both climaxed.
Their orgasms were both quite intense as Jamie could see that both of them splattered their feminine fluids into each other’s faces and hair. It was a great mutual nut. No doubt about it. The room filled with the sounds of their strained huffing and puffing as they struggled to catch their breath and regain their energy. It pleased Jamie that a complete rookie like Lexi was able to make her rival cum at the same time as her but it also annoyed the ginger that she was the only girl in the room that had not climaxed yet. That was about to change, however.
“Well, you two managed to put on a good show.” Jamie admitted. “But once you both get your bearings back, I’d be happy to show Michelle here how a real woman eats her opponent out.”
Michelle glared at Jamie. Her face noticeably drenched in pussy juice and her hair wet and matted down with sweat and cum. Jamie just grinned smugly. Lexi felt as if she had died and gone to lesbian Heaven. If this was a dream, she didn’t ever want to wake up. In spite of her fun, she was not looking forward to when it would be over and she had to make a choice between her two redheaded friends for who would be her one and only sexual mentor for the rest of this cruise. So, she had to drag that out for as long as possible and just enjoy the ride while she still could. After a couple minutes, Lexi had regained her breath and energy and Jamie and Michelle had traded spots on the bed.
“Enjoy the taste of my spit inside of her pussy, bitch.” Michelle bragged.
“Oh, I will.” Jamie said defiantly.
“Let’s get down to business, Jamie.” Lexi instructed.
The ginger got into the exact same position that Michelle was in just a few minutes ago. It was about to go down. Jamie and Lexi were going to lick each other like candy while Michelle sat back and watched. And then it happened. Without saying so much as a word, the two nymphos dove the entirety of their mouths, lips and tongues into one another’s muff. Michelle was impressed by Lexi’s level of energy given that every orgasm she had experienced so far seemed to have taken a great deal out of her. She seemed to have been starting to build up an immunity. Good. She looked at Jamie’s thick, silky orange hair blanketing over Lexi’s leg just as her own blood red tresses had done a few minutes ago. She began to wonder if her cheeto pubed rival as she liked to call her had began to taste Michelle’s own saliva buried deep within Lexi’s tang.
“Mmmmmmffffffff!!!” They both furiously moaned into each other’s lower lips.
Michelle then reached out and began running her fingers through Jamie’s long, sweat soaked orange hair as the ginger continued feasting on her new friend. This technically wasn’t against the rules as Michelle was not participating in the sex directly.
“You know, I suppose that I can see the appeal in why men would go for orange hair like yours.” Michelle admitted as she continued stroking. “But that doesn’t change the fact that you’re still not a real redhead, slut.”
Jamie became annoyed and tried to distract herself from her enemy’s taunts by focusing on her meal but it was hard to ignore. Jamie also hated that she didn’t think of doing this to Michelle back during her turn. Regardless, she pushed on anyway. Lexi gripped hard on Jamie’s heart shaped rear end, allowing her fingers to be almost fully absorbed by the powerful muscle. Lexi had always enjoyed fooling around with and teasing her female friends but she never could have imagined how much she would love going all the way. At that moment, Lexi loved her life and everything about it. She loved that fate had seemed to smile on her enough to lead her to Jamie, Michelle and God knows what other beautiful opponents she’ll no doubt meet and cross clits with in the very near future. All of this and she was only scratching the surface of a world of pleasure and excitement the likes of which she could not even begin to fully comprehend.
In spite of their animosity for each other, Jamie and Michelle were also honored and happy to introduce such wonders to another woman as they remembered how blown away they were back when they had discovered such things. It was like being high on every drug in existence all at once but without any of the dangers or risks. Jamie then ran her tongue down along Lexi’s pussy, wanting every single taste bud to get a good amount of love. Lexi did the same to Jamie within seconds as Michelle continued to play with Jamie’s hair. The naughty ginger then decided to take it up a notch and brought her fingers into the mix.
“Fuck!” Lexi cursed as Jamie began fingering her in various ways.
Michelle silently cursed herself for not thinking of doing that when it was her turn. It seemed that she and Jamie were even now in that regard. Lexi reciprocated the fingering and even began using her thumb to crush up against Jamie’s clit.
“Agh!” Jamie yelped out at the sudden shot of pleasure running through her perfect body. “Oh, it’s on now, you little slut!”
Jamie thumbed Lexi’s clit right back as the two continued lapping at and fingering one another. Now it was Michelle who had a hard time watching and keeping herself under control. However, the redhead had a strong feeling that Lexi could not handle much more of this and that her next climax could very well end up being her last. Michelle herself still had plenty of energy left and she had a strong feeling that the same could be said for Jamie…And she knew exactly how she planned to use it up. Lexi’s muscles began to spasm in response to all of the intense, overwhelming pleasure that was being dished out on her so fast. Jamie and Michelle were both more than experienced enough to know what that meant. Jamie seized the moment and her advantage by wrapping her lips around poor little Lexi’s pulsating, pink pleasure bud and sucking away in it like a lollipop.
“Oh, God!” Lexi groaned before she did the same thing to Jamie’s clit.
The two sucked away at each other as Michelle watched closely. After about 20 more seconds of this, it finally happened.
“Uggggghhhhhhh!!!!!!” Lexi screamed as she came.
“Fuuuuucccckkkkk!!!!” Jamie shrieked as she climaxed.
Just like with Michelle, the two blew their loads all over each other’s faces and hair at the exact same time. Jamie swallowed as much of it as she could and as soon as she was sure that Lexi had run on empty, she pulled her head up, grabbed Michelle by her scarlet hair and yanked her into herself, slamming her tongue past Michelle’s lips and swapping her own spit and Lexi’s cum with her redheaded rival. Michelle was caught off guard but quickly began kissing back with lust and passion. Lexi watched them through half closed eyelids until they separated in a spray of spit mixed with girl mess.
“You two…” Lexi said. “Are…Amazing…”
The 19 year old newly Christened nymphomaniac then closed her eyes and drifted off into a deep sleep as her redheaded mentors smiled down at her.
“She did quite well.” Jamie said.
“For her first time, yes.” Michelle agreed. “But she still has much to learn.”
“Of course.” Jamie agreed.
“I think we have quite a while before she wakes up from her little beauty nap.” Michelle said. “And the two of us still haven’t settled things quite yet, now have we?”
“No, we certainly haven’t.” Jamie agreed. “And what else are two horny redhead nymphos to do while we wait?”
“Finally you have a good idea.” Michelle said with a devious grin.
Part 9
The room was filled with tension thick enough to be cut with a knife as Lexi slept like a gigantic, slutty baby and the two redheads were engaged in a fierce staredown. They both crossed their arms underneath their sumptuous E cup breasts as they glared at one another.
“Your move.” Jamie said daringly.
“Oh no, why don’t you get the party started?” Michelle asked in a sarcastically polite tone.
“Oh but I insist.” Jamie said deviously.
“No, I insist.” Michelle shot back.
Neither of them wanted this petty little game to go on forever but neither of them wanted to give the other redheaded nympho the satisfaction of breaking first either. At this point, both of them were fully rested up and recharged from their game with Lexi. Michelle turned her head to look at the sleeping beauty followed by Jamie doing the same.
“She’s adorable, isn’t she?” Michelle asked.
“If you weren’t here right now, I’d probably be taking advantage of her in her sleep right now.” Jamie admitted.
“You’re such an incorrigible slut.” Michelle mocked.
“Oh like you wouldn’t do the same, Little Ms. High and Mighty.” Jamie argued. “Besides, we’re all proud sluts here. That’s the name of the game.”
“I suppose.” Michelle begrudgingly agreed. “And little Lexi is shaping up to be quite the slut herself…She’ll be an excellent cum dumpster.”
“What?” Jamie asked defensively.
“Oh, don’t you act all innocent with me, cheeto pubes.” Michelle said. “I like Lexi. She’s cute but once I’ve had my fill of her, I’ll be onto the next bitch and the next and so on and so forth.”
“Are you serious?” Jamie asked. “You’ll just abandon her after you’ve used her for your fun?”
“I prefer to think of it as being a free bird and not staying in one place for too long.” Michelle said. “She’s still a rookie. She’ll understand. Perhaps if I feel nostalgic enough someday, I’ll track her down and fuck her some more until I get bored again.”
“You bitch!” Jamie cursed. “And no, I’m not acting all “innocent”! I actually respect my opponents! All of them! Even the ones I’m no longer in contact with!”
“Really?” Michelle asked. “And might I ask why you’re not in contact with them?”
“I travel a lot…for my job.” Jamie explained.
“And what job would that be?” Michelle asked.
“None of your goddamn business!” Jamie snapped. She had said too much already.
“You’re so full of it, you smug cunt.” Michelle said. “I bet you plan on ditching her just like I do. You just don’t want to share.”
“Go to Hell!” Jamie cursed. “And what’s to stop me from telling her your plan?”
“I’ll just deny it and say that’s what you’re trying to do.” Michelle said. “It’s your word against mine, whore and I’ve known her longer. Who do you think she’ll believe?”
Jamie said nothing. Michelle was right. She couldn’t risk driving a wedge between herself and any of her suspects. In the heat of all this debauchery, she had actually briefly forgotten why she was on this cruise in the first place. She was definitely not ruling out Michelle as her woman. She certainly has the character to be a Member of the Bringers of Light but she needed more evidence. Besides, Stacy would never let her hear the end of it if she ended up being wrong.
“Look, it’s not like I just see her as a sex doll or anything.” Michelle explained, ending the awkward silence as she stroked Lexi’s cotton candy colored hair in her sleep. “I just don’t like staying in one place for too long…and apparently, neither do you.”
“Do you think she’ll see it that way?” Jamie asked.
“I could ask you the same question.” Michelle said. “And I’ll cross that bridge when I get there.”
“Well, there’s another bridge you need to cross right here and now.” Jamie reminded her redheaded rival.
“I suppose there is.” Michelle said deviously.
The two redheads got off the bed, not wanting to disturb Lexi’s little catnap. They would have to do this on the cabin floor. Not that either of them had any problem with that. They had both in fact had very stimulating sexfights in much less orthodox places anyway. They slowly but intently marched towards one another until their hardened, pink milk buds were mere inches away from glorious contact. Michelle made something of a first move by caressing Jamie’s flaming orange hair and then her arm, running her hand down her soft, smooth skin. Jamie responded by running her own fingers through Michelle’s blood red locks and then gripping tightly and pulling, forcing Michelle’s face upwards, aimed at the ceiling of Lexi’s cabin.
“I’ve been wanting to do this since before you even opened your mouth, cunt.” Jamie cursed. “I’m gonna enjoy every second of crushing your inferior pussy. I only wish Lexi was awake to see it.”
“You smug skank.” Michelle shot back. “I love fucking bitches like you the most. You’re so certain of victory while we’ve barely even started. I can’t wait to see your attitude take a complete 180 when this is over.”
Michelle reciprocated the hair pull and forced Jamie’s head upwards in return.
“Are we gonna talk or are we gonna fuck?” Jamie asked mockingly.
“I thought you’d never ask.” Michelle said deviously.
They moved forward as much as either of them could in their current positions until their nipples and even their chins came together at long last. They were starting to get headaches from what they were doing to each other, so they decided to release their opponent’s hair both at the exact same time and their heads came back down, nose to nose. They blasted hot, nympho breath into each other’s mouths as they stared deeply and powerfully into one another’s eyes. Michelle made the next move by quickly slashing her tongue directly across Jamie’s lips. Jamie immediately reciprocated. They lashed tongues at each other repeatedly. This went on for about two entire minutes until the two bitter rivals finally joined their lips together and engaged in a heated, passionate and lustful make out session. Their knees began to weaken from the intensity of the pleasure and it soon got to be too much for either of them to stand and they got down on their knees, still mouth to mouth and nipple to nipple.
“Is that the best you can do?” Michelle asked mockingly as she broke the kiss, leaving a line of spit between their lips. “I’ve kissed men who are better than this!”
“Is that why you pulled away to get some air and use shit talking as a cover for it?” Jamie asked accusingly.
Michelle then growled angrily and slammed Jamie’s mouth back onto her own, resuming their tongue war. Michelle wanted to show her dominance, so reached behind Jamie and grabbed a very tight handful of the ginger’s thick, powerful ass cheek. She squeezed as hard as she could. If Jamie’s glute muscles weren’t so strong, it would probably have hurt. Jamie retaliated immediately by not only returning the tight, hard squeeze of Michelle’s rear end but also burying her hand in the other redhead’s thick, crimson tresses. Michelle returned the hair pull in response as they continued kissing furiously. They made no attempt whatsoever to control their saliva, allowing it to run down their jawlines and eventually pool into their joined cleavage. They would go back and forth sucking each other’s tongues repeatedly until Michelle decided to take this to the next level. Once again, she broke the kiss in a loud pop and spray of saliva before she pushed Jamie down onto her back and pried her legs open.
“You talk a big game about my style being too slow and weak while yours is fast and powerful but I bet that you’re really just a glass cannon that can dish it but not take it.” Michelle said.
“Why don’t you bring that pathetic little pussy of yours over here and find out?” Jamie dared.
Michelle’s expression changed into a serious death stare as she proceeded to do exactly. Jamie spread her legs open as far as possible. More or less daring Michelle to come and grind with her. The other redhead was more than happy to oblige. She enclosed her legs over the ginger, effectively scissoring their two flawless bodies together. They wasted no time getting started and began pumping into one another with everything they had.
“Ugh! Two faced bitch!” Jamie cursed.
“Agh! Self righteous whore!” Michelle shot back.
They were pumping so intensely that their E cup breasts began to bounce around in response to the constant friction. Loud grunts of effort and labor mixed with furious, competitive growls filled the room. Luckily, Lexi was so passed out that it didn’t wake her up. She snored quietly as she hugged her pillow in her sleep.
“Oh!” Michelle yelped. “You know what? Maybe I will keep Lexi around just so you can’t have her!”
“What is this, Kindergarten?” Jamie asked as she continued fucking Michelle in a perfect rhythm. “We’re not siblings arguing over a toy!”
“So, you won’t mind if I keep her then.” Michelle said confidently.
“I never said that!” Jamie protested.
The ginger reached over with one hand and balanced herself on the other. She gave Michelle’s jiggling jubblies a nice grope and a little titty twister for good measure.
“Fuck!” Michelle cursed. “Alright, slut! Two can play at the purple nurple game!”
The redhead gave Jamie a nice, hard pinch in revenge.
“Agh!” Jamie groaned. “You fucking cunt!”
“As I thought. You can dish it but can’t take it!” Michelle bragged.
“Oh, yeah?” Jamie asked rhetorically. “Let me show you just how well I can dish it!”
Jamie concentrated all of her power into her pelvis and slammed herself forward into Michelle, plowing her cunt straight up into her enemy’s.
“Ahhhh!!” Michelle groaned. “Goddamn you!”
This fight had taken a very vicious turn. Jamie and Michelle had been at each other’s throats almost immediately after meeting each other and had been waiting for this chance to throttle their rival sexually for what felt like an eternity. Now all of their animosity that they had built up inside was being released and it was beyond cathartic. They felt their lower lips seal together as tightly and as closely as possible. It was as if they had been destined from birth to fight one another in such a way. They continued occupying their hands with each other. They pulled hair, twisted and pinched nipples, grabbed breasts and asses and sometimes would even slip a finger or two in between their warring cunts to strike at their opponent. Jamie felt so much power within her. Michelle made her competitive blood boil in a way that no other opponent she had faced but Hitomi had managed to draw out of her. Michelle herself had never met an opponent that defied her to such an extent. She was used to utterly dominating other nymphos and then using their bodies for her pleasure. The redhead was honestly conflicted. Half of her was annoyed by Jamie’s stubbornness but the other half relished it as it would make her inevitable defeat all the more fulfilling for Michelle. Both of those feelings served as excellent motivation for Michelle to fuck Jamir within an inch of her life. They continued to talk trash.
“Fake redhead!” Michelle mocked.
“You’re the last person who should be calling anyone fake with how you treat Lexi!” Jamie shot back. “Once I tame your worthless twat, I’ll share you with her as a sex slave!”
“Not if I rape you first!” Michelle argued.
“I’d like to see you try!” Jamie dared.
Their clits had come out to play and quickly became the epicenter of their pussy fight. Every little movement the two redheads made contributed to the clit fight in some way or another. Their bodies were shining and their hair was matted to their flawless skin with their sweat. Their perspiration soon got to the point where their bodies and fiery hair were so lubricated that it was hard for them to keep a grip on each other.
“Ugggghhhhh!!!” Jamie shrieked as she suddenly climaxed.
“Aggggghhhhh!!!” Michelle screeched at the exact same time as she too orgasmed.
Their juices coalesced together in their joined cunts and then blasted all over and inside of their opponent, leaving them both huffing and puffing. They looked over to Lexi to see that she still hadn’t woken up even with all the noise they were making. She was well and truly passed out. They both then turned their attention back to their hated enemy.
“You came first, you worthless slut!” Michelle declared.
“You’re dreaming, you pathetic, soon to be cum dumpster!” Jamie argued. “Besides, that doesn’t even matter. It’s not about who cums first. It’s about who cums last!”
“Then try and make me cum last if you think you can!” Michelle dared.
Jamie didn’t need any more convincing. The two continued their tribbing as they felt their inner thighs get stuck together from their dried fluids. Peeling away from each other would not be pleasant but it would be a small price to pay to put the other bitch in her place. They wanted to get more up close and personal. Leave absolutely zero room for doubt about who would win and who the superior woman was. They inched up nice and close until they were once again face to face, nose to nose, lip to lip, tit to tit, nipple to nipple in addition to already having been pussy to pussy and clit to clit.
“Kiss me, bitch.” Jamie demanded.
“You kiss me, cunt.” Michelle shot back.
They once again began a little tongue war outside of their mouths, slashing and poking at each other. At one point, they managed to corkscrew their tongues together. It was beyond erotic and delicious. They then wrapped their arms around the other redhead and initiated a tight, intimate bearhug, which also functioned as a means to close their mouths together and make their kissfight official. Their tongues explored one another’s mouths as deeply and as thoroughly as they could reach.
“Mmmmmmmm…” They moaned passionately into the brutal make out session.
Their massive E cup mammaries mushroomed into each other as their nippled slid all over their rival’s like two opposite end magnets before finally managing to penetrate into the opposing areola. It was simply not physically possible for two women to get any closer or more intimate and this is exactly what they both wanted. Nothing would make either of them happier than to feel the other redhead’s body completely give into their own on every front. They wanted to feel it on their skin. All over. To bask in their victory to the maximum capacity. In many ways, they both felt grateful to have encountered a rival that could arouse such spirit in them. It was a once in a lifetime opportunity for most nymphos. Their excitement would show its physical signs as well. Their faces were blushing as red as tomatoes, their makeup began to run and their bodies continued to shine with the same sweat that matted their hair to said skin. The sweet yet tangy flavor of the other redheaded nympho’s saliva was as addictive as it was intoxicating. Suddenly, Jamie broke their vicious kiss with an audible pop of their lips and allowed their saliva to spray out of their slutty mouths. She then pushed Michelle down onto her back just as the other redhead had done to her earlier in the fight and spread her legs nice and wide.
“Now let’s see how you take it, bitch.” Jamie declared.
“I can take it all week, cheeto pubes.” Michelle mocked.
Jamie was more than happy to put such claims to the test. She brought her cunt directly into Michelle’s and began humping away at her hated enemy in this L shaped position. Remarkably, neither one of them had shown much fatigue yet and fucked each other relentlessly. Jamie showed no mercy in her tribbing and went at Michelle so hard and so fast that her fiery orange hair and succulent E cups flowed all around her in response to such rapid and powerful movements. Michelle had no such plans to just lie down and take it without a fight, so she did her damndest to trib back from her laying down position. Jamie closed one eye shut tightly in response to Michelle humping back upwards into her. Jamie would retaliate by reaching down and squeezing her fingers very tightly into Michelle’s E cups. As tightly as she could possibly manage. Her fingers visibly sank into Michelle’s tits as if she were squeezing a jello mold.
“Agh!” Michelle groaned. “What are you trying to do, bitch?! Rip them off?!”
“What do you think?” Jamie asked mockingly.
Michelle glared angrily at her and reached up to do the same to Jamie. She squeezed the ginger’s jubblies as hard and tight as she could.
“Fuck!” Jamie cursed through grit teeth.
The two redheaded hellcats continued fucking and manhandling each other as hard as possible. They did everything. Pulled hair, pinched and twisted nipples, squeezed breasts, spanked asses until they glowed a bright red. This had become something of a sexfight-catfight hybrid. Their barely contained hatred for one another fueled them to keep going no matter what. It’s a good thing that this was in a private cabin and the only other person here was out cold. Trying to interrupt them right now could very well be the last mistake that any poor, ignorant soul could make.
“Period blood haired cunt!” Jamie cursed.
“Meddling, sanctimonious skank!” Michelle shot back.
They both bit down on their bottom lips in response to the overwhelming pleasure and pressure they were dishing out on one another. They were both on autopilot at this point. Machines built for one purpose only. Michelle soon decided that she needed to be closer to her enemy, so she lowered herself down on top of Jamie while still tribbing her furiously. She brushed her milk buds into the other redhead’s and engaged in another fierce tongue war with the ginger, who fought back tooth and nail to the best of her ability.
“Mmmmmfffff!!!” They both groaned intensely into one another’s battling mouths.
Michelle continued pounding and rubbing her cunt into Jamie’s while on top of her. Jamie felt her clit bending to her bitter rival’s as she did everything she could to fuck back. Her current position gave her flashbacks of her first fight with Hitomi back in Taipei and how similar it was to the circumstances of her current fight. Her rivalry with Hitomi originated due to their shared lack of confidence in one another as a partner and of course because both wanted Stacy all for herself. While Jamie grew to respect Hitomi and admire her greatly, it would be a cold day in Hell when she would gain even the tiniest amount of respect for Michelle. While the two were fighting over Lexi, Michelle was fighting for her ego and her own pleasure. Jamie was fighting to protect an innocent soul like Lexi, or at least as innocent a soul as a nymphomaniac can get from being used and manipulated by a self-centered bitch like Michelle. She would not give up. Not now. Not ever. As their tongues continued fighting viciously inside of their sealed mouths, Jamie wrapped her arms around Michelle’s body and squeezed her tight. A display of prominent defiance in the face of being bottomed by the other redhead. Michelle could see where this was going and attempted to keep herself and her opponent still but Jamie had caught her off guard and the two began rolling around Lexi’s cabin in a catball, still not breaking their kissfight.
They often bumped into things as they rolled. The legs of the bed that Lexi was sleeping on, which still did not wake her up, the TV stand, the table, the door to the cabin and then the door to the bathroom. Michelle had eventually managed to pin Jamie down as she finally regained her top position and kept her there. She broke their passionate, lustful makeout session with an audible pop of their lips and a noticeably visible spray of saliva. They both panted for a bit as they stared daggers at each other.
“I’m gonna fuck you into a coma!” Michelle declared as she suddenly launched a ruthless clitoral assault on Jamie.
“Aghhhh!!” Jamie groaned. “Do your worst, you miserable cunt!”
Michelle fucked Jamie with the ginger’s head up against the cabin wall as humped back and forth into her rival. Her hair and breasts flowed all around from her quick and rapid movements. She was truly in the zone. Jamie’s tight position made it all but impossible for her to grind back. If she tried, it would just be a senseless waste of precious energy. All she could do now was endure to the best of her ability. Michelle manhandled her E cup tits as she continued her relentlessly tribbing spree.
“I said I would rape you and I will!” Michelle promised. “Now I’ll make you scream until your lungs collapse!”
Jamie felt her clit being dominated by the other redhead’s and her pussy being swallowed whole by its counterpart. She bit down on her bottom lip and blushed a bright red as her hot blood flowed up into her face. She began gasping and moaning rapidly as she was dominated. Eventually, she could not stand it anymore and unleashed the beast building up within her.
“Ohhhhhh!!!!” Jamie shrieked as she came.
She blew her load like a volcano up inside of Michelle’s womanly cavern.
“Ahhhhhh, that’s it.” Michelle moaned with pleasure and fulfillment as she felt the hot liquids fill up her insides.
As Jamie stopped cumming, she was left huffing and puffing as Michelle roughly yanked her lower lips off of her enemy’s in a sudden rip.
“Agh!” Jamie yelped at the pain of the tearing.
Michelle was not done humiliating her. Not by a longshot. She sat up against the wall to Jamie’s right, grabbed her and lowered her over her lap with her ass in the air as she was still breathing heavily. She then grabbed Jamie by her long, sweat soaked, flaming orange hair and yanked on it hard until Jamie was forced to bring her head back up.
“Ughhhh!!” Jamie groaned.
Michelle then smiled evilly as she began using her other hand to spank Jamie nice and hard.
“Fuck!” Jamie cursed.
The smacking not only made a loud, audible noise but also made Jamie’s thick cheeks jiggle around upon impact. Jamie was frustrated beyond what the English language could accurately describe. She had not been so humiliated nor had she felt so utterly powerless since she and Hitomi were made to be Stacy’s sex slaves for months on end. This was arguably worse as while she intensely disliked Stacy and wanted revenge on the honey blonde, she absolutely despised Michelle with a passion. She would rather any other woman in the world be doing this to her right now instead. Even a total rookie like Lexi. Michelle was quite the sadist in her own right and clearly enjoyed treating Jamie like a piece of meat. She had no doubt done this to many other women in the past. By the time she had her fill, poor Jamie’s ass was now glowing hot pink. She released Jamie’s hair and callously threw her to the side. The first thing the ginger did was give her tender ass a nice, loving rub to ease the pain.
“Do you have any idea what I’m going to do to you after I win?” Jamie asked threateningly.
“If this is what you call winning, I’d hate to see what you think losing is.” Michelle mocked.
In spite of her trash talking, Michelle was finding herself to be pretty winded in her own right. She wasn’t so sure of how much longer she could go on but she looked at Jamie and knew that she wasn’t doing much better. It was still anyone’s fight. The two ravenous redheads rested their sweat drenched backs against the wall of the cabin as they took slow, deep breaths and just waited while staring at each other intensely. They looked over at Lexi who was still quietly snoring.
“That girl could sleep through anything.” Michelle commented. “I guess with all tha5 energy she had, she just crashes.”
“I bet this ship could hit an iceberg and it still wouldn’t wake her up.” Jamie added.
“There aren’t any icebergs in the Caribbean, bimbo.” Michelle teased.
“You know what I meant, smartass.” Jamie shot back.
They sat for a little while longer until they finally felt their breathing return to normal. Jamie then gained a serious expression and shot it straight at Michelle.
“It’s clear as day that neither of us can keep this up much longer.” Jamie stated. “But there’s also one thing that we haven’t tried yet, at least not with just the two of us.”
Michelle grinned deviously as she could immediately read Jamie’s mind.
“Yes, that sounds good.” Michelle agreed. “We both got to taste Lexi and she got to taste us…but we haven’t gotten to taste each other yet, now have we?”
“No, we certainly haven’t.” Jamie said. “Tribbing to the finish may be traditional but it’s nice to switch things up a little sometimes. Don’t you think?”
“Very much so.” Michelle agreed.
“Not top and bottom this time.” Jamie proposed. “We do this horizontally. We’re on a perfectly even playing field that way.”
“Whatever you say.” Michelle said.
And with that, the two of them knew what they and their opponent both wanted. Truth be told, whether or not a nympho has an advantage on top, bottom, neither or both in a 69 duel is entirely subjective. Doing it sideways would be best to be even. They stopped wasting time and got themselves into position. Michelle’s back and plump ass faced the direction of Lexi’s bed while Jamie had her back turned to the wall and the TV stand. They hunched closer to one another until both were able to wrap their legs around the other nympho’s head and felt her sweat soaked hair brush along the equally sweat soaked skin of their legs. They were both now face to cunt with each other.
“Whenever you’re ready, bitch.” Jamie said.
“I’m always ready, cunt.” Michelle shot back.
And then, at the exact same millisecond as if their minds were linked, they drove as much of their faces, mouths, tongues and even teeth into their rival’s sweet, juicy muff as they possibly could. It was finally on. The cabin filled and echoed with the sounds of loud slurping, sexual moaning and grunts of effort. They both used their legs to squeeze the other woman’s head deeper into their pussy in a show of defiance. Labias were licked, caverns were penetrated with tongues, ass cheeks were gripped tightly and clits were subject to relentless oral onslaughts. Their helpless, pulsating, pink pleasure buds were assaulted without even the smallest amount of quarter. They were kissed, licked, bobbed on like apples, spat all over and teethed on. The overwhelming, tangy and all too intoxicating taste of their hated enemy’s feminine fluids filled their mouths and crashed into their taste buds like tidal waves of flavor.
“Mmmmmmmmfffffffff…” They both groaned into one another’s lower lips.
They were far too occupied with each other to even begin to notice but Lexi was finally beginning to stir after being in a long sex coma. She groaned lightly and opened her eyes before rubbing them. She suddenly took notice of the arousing noises and stretched a bit before looking down and seeing her two friends devouring each other with pure mindless abandon. Lexi smiled.
‘Now that’s a sight to wake up to.’ The cotton candy haired cutie thought to herself.
She knew that the two redheads despised each other and that if they noticed that she was awake, they might stop and demand that she choose the winner of their little contest this instant. That was the last thing she wanted. So she stayed as quiet as could be and just lied back to enjoy the show. And what a show it was proving to be. Lexi looked closer without risking being seen or her presence being felt and saw that Jamie had begun fisting Michelle as well as tonguing her. She then looked at the opposite side to see that Michelle was doing the same thing. Honestly, these two had a lot more in common than either of them would ever admit in a million years and Lexi hoped they would see that one day. The two ruthless redheads would cum inside of each other’s mouths and all over one another’s faces and into their opponent’s hair more times than either of them or even Lexi could keep track of.
‘Damn, these two have a lot in the tank.’ Lexi thought to herself.
On and on this went. It seemed nothing would stop them. However, as time went on and about a full hour had passed since Lexi woke up, she began to notice that they were starting to tire and slow down at long last. Their ravenous, slimy sex noises had quieted down and their breathing became heavier and heavier. They still licked each other with everything they had but both felt one more orgasm coming on and knew it would be their last. Still, they pushed on regardless. After some mutual clit sucking, they both finally came one last time all over each other.
“Mmmmmmffffffff!!!!!!!” They screamed into the other redhead’s muff.
After one final blast of cum from both of them to both of them, they finally passed out with their heads still in between one another’s legs. Lexi decided to let them rest for a while. They certainly earned it.
Sometime later, no one knew exactly how long, the two ravenous, redheaded rivals finally began to wake up. The first immediate sight they were greeted with was their opponent’s pussy directly in front of their face. They finally separated, groaning and stretching.
“Ah, the sleeping beauties are finally awake.” Lexi said.
The two looked up on the bed to see Lexi adorbly supporting her head on her hands and shoulders while her legs waved back and forth behind her.
“You two were really going at it hard. A shame I was blacked out for most of it.” Lexi added.
“What a day.” Jamie said.
“No kidding.” Michelle said. “Wait, who won?”
“You two tied.” Lexi answered. “You both passed out at the same time. I saw it.”
Neither Jamie nor Michelle were happy about this. In some ways, a tie is worse than losing as it leaves no true resolution.
“Well, that’s not all.” Jamie pointed out. “Remember why we came here to begin with. Who do you want to be your sexual mentor?”
“Yes. It’s time to make a choice.” Michelle added.
Lexi sat deep in thought for quite some time. About 30 seconds of awkward silence had passed when the teenage nymph was interrupted.
“You can’t decide, can you?” Michelle asked in an annoyed tone.
“No. Not really.” Lexi answered sweetly.
The two redheads both groaned.
“Hey, it’s not my fault you’re both masters of pleasuring women.” Lexi argued. “Besides, how about I just let both of you be my guide? Everybody wins that way.”
“Everybody winning is basically the same as everybody losing.” Jamie argued. “But I know better now than to try and change your mind.”
“Alright.” Michelle relented. “Besides, she and I can always have a rematch later.”
“Honestly, Lex, I think you’d understand where we were coming from if you found a true rival of your own.” Jamie added. “A girl that makes your blood and pussy boil with rage and desire. Someone that you wanna fuck into the ground just by thinking about her.”
“I’ll find her someday.” Lexi said cheerfully. “In the meantime, how about a threeway?”
“Nah. I’m beat.” Michelle said. “I need to get back to my cabin and shower.”
“Same here.” Jamie said. “Besides, it’s getting late.”
Lexi pouted in disappointment but relented and allowed the two of them to leave. The two redheads picked up their bikinis and put them back on before walking through the door together. Michelle immediately turned her attention towards Jamie after closing it.
“This isn’t over, whore.” Michelle reminded her enemy. “Not even close.”
“I wouldn’t dream of it.” Jamie said. “Don’t worry, cunt. You’ll get another chance to get pussy fucked by me.”
And with that, they were off. They left in the same direction but then took off in opposite hallways towards their own cabins. Little did they know what was down the opposite way of Lexi’s hallway. Kelly had seen the two exit Lexi’s cabin, whisper to each other and then leave while she was on her way to her own cabin after a long night of partying.
‘I must’ve drank too much.’ Kelly thought to herself. ‘I could’ve sworn that I just saw two sexy redheads leave my niece’s cabin…Maybe I should cut back a little bit…’
Part 10
Jamie had felt largely rested up from the fight in Lexi’s cabin but she didn’t exactly feel good about it. Tying with Michelle just made her resent the other redhead even more and she was positive that the feeling was mutual. However, not much could be done about it for today at least. It was late and all Jamie wanted was to wash up and relax. Recharge her batteries for whatever comes next. She still had plenty of hotties on her list after all. As she got to her cabin, opened the lock and came in, she immediately noticed that the door to the cabin’s rather luxurious bathroom was closed and she could see light poking out from under it. The ginger groaned as she realized that Stacy must be in there. Jamie needed a nice bath to clear her mind after the day she had and this was the last thing she needed.
‘Fuck it.’ Jamie thought to herself. ‘She can make room and it’s not like we haven’t seen each other naked before.’
Jamie then stripped out of her clothes until she was in the buff. Her nude skin was still covered in sweat and cum, both from herself and from the other two girls she had fucked today. Thankfully Stacy had forgotten to lock the bathroom door. Jamie marched in to see the honey blonde relaxing in the rather large tub with her ankles hanging off the edges in that cliche pose. Stacy immediately got startled and pulled her entire body back into the tub.
“What the fuck are you doing?!” Stacy asked angrily.
“What’s it look like? I’m taking a bath. Now move over.” Jamie commanded.
“Can’t you wait?” Stacy asked.
“I can…but I won’t.” Jamie asserted. “Now move your big bubble ass aside!”
Jamie slipped into the tub as Stacy glared at her. The tub was big but the two busty bombshells were still packed in pretty tight alongside each other. It was more of a jacuzzi than a tub. Jamie felt a nice, warm sensation as she immersed herself in the hot water.
“Ahhhhh…That’s nice.” Jamie said.
“Glad you’re enjoying it, slut.” Stacy said sarcastically.
“Oh, like you don’t wanna be naked and wet with me in here.” Jamie argued. “Besides, it saves water this way.”
The two were directly across from one another as their legs alternated between the two. From Jamie’s POV, it was her left leg, then Stacy’s two legs and then her own right leg. The perfect angle for tribbing but Jamie just wanted to relax right now. She settled herself deeply into the water. The two nymphos’ long, orange and golden locks swam around in the water. Stacy seemed to calm down and accept the shared bath.
“You interrogate any suspects yet?” Stacy asked.
“Yes. Actually. Two of them. Lexi and Michelle.” Jamie answered.
“What’s your hypothesis on them?” Stacy asked.
“Lexi seems way too naive and innocent to be our girl.” Jamie answered. “But I know she could be putting on an act and that cults tend to target the young. I’m not writing her off just yet.”
“And Michelle?” Stacy asked.
“Her, I’m keeping my eye on.” Jamie answered. “She’s a straight up bitch that only cares about herself. She definitely seems the type.”
“Don’t jump to conclusions just yet.” Stacy advised. “Being a bitch doesn’t make her guilty.”
“I never said it did.” Jamie said with barely contained annoyance. “What about your search?”
“I’m not telling you shit. You’ll use it against me in the bet.” Stacy said.
“Bitch!” Jamie cursed. “This is an assignment first and a bet second! We have a job to do and we have to help each other! Besides, I told you about my findings!”
“Good for you.” Stacy said sarcastically. “Spies should know never to trust other spies.”
Jamie raised an eyebrow at that comment. What was she getting at? Suddenly, a very faint but very familiar scent hit Jamie’s nostrils. She followed the scene to Stacy’s soaked hair. She picked up a lock out of the water and sniffed it.
“What are you…?” Stacy asked, confused.
“Your hair smells like pussy.” Jamie commented.
“Ugh, still?!” Stacy asked in frustration. “I washed it five times!”
“Wait…You did go after a suspect, didn’t you?” Jamie asked.
“Fuck off.” Stacy cursed as she reached for the shampoo.
“You fought her and lost, didn’t you?!” Jamie asked in a mocking tone.
“Mind your own fucking business!” Stacy demanded.
“This is the business of fucking indeed.” Jamie joked. “But denying it is as good as confirming it.”
“And what about you with Michelle and Lexi?“ Stacy asked. “Tell me how that went before you get a big head yourself.”
Jamie sighed.
“Lexi is a complete newbie to the game. Or so she says.” Jamie explained. “I’m coworkers now with her and Michelle at the bar. We both offered to be her sexual mentor and we ended up fighting for her…to a tie.”
“A tie?” Stacy asked with a barely contained chuckle.
“At least I didn’t lose!” Jamie argued. “Which one of the babes on our list outfucked you?”
Stacy sighed. No use running away from it anymore.
“Hannah. The masseuse.” Stacy answered. “I got a massage from her. One thing led to another. We started arguing about who was better. Honey blondes or dirty blondes. She got the better of me and fucked herself with my hair to prove a point.”
Jamie was at a loss for words.
“Well, say something!” Stacy demanded.
Jamie then got a massive grin.
“About time someone took you down a peg.” Jamie mocked. “I just wish I was there to help her.”
“What happened to being on the same side, cunt?” Stacy asked defensively.
“Hey, it’s called strategy. Get on the suspect’s good side. Good cop. Bad cop.” Jamie answered. “Of course humiliating you would just be a bonus. Don’t think I’ve forgotten Taiwan.”
“I certainly haven’t. You screamed so well.” Stacy mocked. “Besides, she didn’t fuck me into unconsciousness. It wasn’t an official victory.”
“Yeah, keep grasping at straws.” Jamie teased.
“How about I grasp on something else instead?“ Stacy asked rhetorically.
Before Jamie could respond, Stacy reached out in front of her and gave the ginger’s luscious E cups a nice, hard squeeze as they floated in the water.
“Agh!” Jamie yelped in surprise. “You cunt!”
Stacy grinned complacently before Jamie immediately retaliated by giving Stacy’s equally impressive E cup jubblies the same treatment. Stacy fully expected such a thing. For a while, the two sexy spies just sat there in the hot bath water fondling one another but both knew that it would not stay this way forever. One of them had to step up and take this to the next level. The questions were who and when? The answers were Jamie and right now. She managed to maneuver herself through the tight space until she was tit to tit and face to face with her blonde superior. They stared defiantly into each other’s lecherous eyes, not saying a word but at the same time saying all that needed to be said. Jamie then suddenly rammed her tongue past Stacy’s lips and began raping her mouth with it. Stacy was prepared and used her own tongue to go to war with Jamie’s. The blonde slithered her perverted hands down Jamie’s wet, orange tresses, her toned back and down to her strong, thick, muscle bound cake before she sank her fingers as deeply into the meaty cheeks as possible. Like a child trying to pop a balloon.
“Mmmmmmm…” They both moaned into their kissfight.
Jamie’s soaking, fiery hair curtained their faces as they made out like horny teenagers. The ginger then used her legs to pry Stacy’s legs wide open and used her pussy to go to town on her opponent’s. Stacy responded by bucking upwards back into her rival. The two raging nymphos humped each other back and forth like crazy, causing the water in the tub to wave around and some to even splash out onto the tiled bathroom floor. Stacy wrapped her arms around Jamie and squeezed the younger girl into herself in a tight, constricting bearhug. Jamie could not handle the pressure of the bearhug combined with the heated make out session and finally broke the kiss to give herself a much needed breath of fresh air. Their lips popped off of each other in a spray of sweet spit.
“Haven’t we been over this before?” Stacy asked as Jamie panted like a dog. “You’re simply outclassed, fire crotch. How many times do I need to bust you wide open? The only thing thicker than this dump truck ass of yours is your skull.”
Jamie was far too out of breath to respond but she was deeply aggravated by the taunting.
“Don’t get me wrong, though.” Stacy said. “I’m certainly not getting tired of giving your sweet little twat a nice, hard whipping. I love making inferior sluts like you scream for me.”
Despite her earlier annoyance at her bath being interrupted, Stacy had now realized that this was exactly what she needed right now. Fucking Jamie down nice and hard would take her mind off of things and make her feel nice and strong again after being humiliated and her beloved hair violated by Hannah. It would help her get her confidence back and more ready and willing to eventually take her revenge. Jamie herself was hoping her barging into the tub would lead to a sexual confrontation as well. She was frustrated and felt blue balled by her tie with Michelle. Even if she had never defeated Stacy before, not even coming close, she needed this. Something was compelling her to start this fight and she knew both as a spy and as a nymphomaniac never to dismiss her instincts. Jamie then regained her breath and could not help but notice how driven her blonde rival already seemed so early on into the fight. She decided to take this to her advantage.
“You seem especially bitter about your hair getting fucked.” Jamie pointed out. “What’s the matter? I thought you loved getting came on?”
“I do.” Stacy said. “When I’m the one in control and making the other bitch cum with my own method. Not when she uses every woman’s pride and joy as a sex toy.”
“I take it you plan on fucking her hair in return next time you meet?” Jamie asked.
“You know it.” Stacy answered. “But for how, I just wanna fuck you.”
“Not if I fuck you first.” Jamie said threateningly.
The two busty bathing bombshells grinned at one another deviously before resuming their fight. They crashed into each other, tit to tit as their pink milk buds slid all over each other before eventually getting to the point where they poked harshly into their enemy’s areola.
“Ugh!” Stacy grunted. “I just fucked you yesterday and you still think you have a chance. There’s just no reasoning with you, is there?”
“You know you love it, you beach blonde bimbo.” Jamie argued as she wrestled her rival. “”Besided, any nympho worth the clit she’s been blessed with would never give up.”
“Well then, I’ll never give up on fucking you into your place no matter how many times you try and get one over me, you little orange haired whore!” Stacy declared.
They kissed again as their wet, slimy tongues corkscrewed into one another outside of their mouths. They felt their clits come out of their hoods to join in on the fun. They both latched onto each other’s soaking wet hair and pulled nice and hard. Stacy managed to grip Jamie’s tongue in between her luscious lips and gave it a nice, passionate and lustful suck. Jamie immediately reciprocated the tongue sucking as soon as Stacy was done. Afterwards, they then sealed their slutty mouths together and initiated another heated make out session as they humped into one another with everything they both had.
“Ahhhh!!” Jamie groaned.
“Fuck!” Stacy cursed through grit teeth as she bit down on her bottom lip.
The feeling of their lower lips sealing together as they tribbed underneath the soothing, hot water was beyond what mere words could describe. Each hump made their already hot nymphomaniacal blood boil hotter and hotter. They wanted more. They needed more. Each hump was harder and stronger than the last. Their soaked hair flew all around their pretty little heads as they fucked, covering various parts of their beautiful faces. The water continued to wave and splash around, again often splashing outside of the tub itself. Stacy tongued Jamie’s mouth down yet again, initiating a nice and sloppy make out session in which their drool, which neither of them made even the slightest attempt to control whatsoever, ran down their jawlines and pooled into their joined cleavages. Jamie broke the kiss.
“Your nipples are pathetic. As soft as your cunt.” Jamie mocked.
“My soft nipples and cunt are fucking you into oblivion right now, you arrogant bitch!” Stacy shot back. “Just like they’ve already done more times than either of us can even begin to count!”
“Your overconfidence is your weakness.” Jamie said condescendingly.
“Your faith in your pussy is yours.” Stacy shot back.
Jamie resumed their tongue war, grasping onto Stacy’s tongue with her lips and sucking on it passionately as Stacy did her best to fight back. Below the water, their clits did battle as well, bashing into one another as the constant thrashing of the two hot bodies caused bubbles to form under the water and brush against their twats, which felt amazing. Stacy broke the kiss as she palmed Jamie’s ass nice and tight. Jamie returned the squeeze.
“Your ass is flatter than a ten year old drink.” Jamie mocked.
Stacy scoffed at the obvious lie.
“Your hand is telling a different story.” Stacy argued.
The honey blonde then forced herself into Jamie, pushing the feisty ginger over to the edge of the tub as her fiery, wet hair hung over the edge. Stacy then began fucking her up against the edge of the tub.
“Agh!” Jamie groaned.
“You’re inferior to me and you know it.” Stacy bragged. “Both as a spy and especially as a woman. Accept your place as my fuckbitch!”
“Go fuck yourself!” Jamie cursed.
Stacy responded by grinding into Jamie with all of her might. The poor redhead did her best to fight back but it was no use. Stacy had her pinned. She rammed her tongue down Jamie’s throat and raped her mouth as she fucked her helpless opponent. Jamie was now desperate. She clung onto Stacy’s ass and her hair. Anything to try and distract her rival and cause her to leave an opening. However, it was all for nothing as Jamie felt what was about to come. And then it happened.
“Mmmmmmm!!!” Jamie shrieked into Stacy’s dominant mouth as she climaxed.
Stacy exhaled with pleasure as she felt Jamie fill her pussy up underneath the hot bath water. She then pulled away from the hyperventilating redhead as Jamie turned around and rested her upper body against the edge of the tub to catch her breath. While every true nympho knows that it doesn’t really matter in the long run, Jamie was hoping that she would be the one to draw first blood. She was deeply frustrated that she didn’t.
“You never get tired of throwing yourself at unwinnable fights, do you?” Stacy asked mockingly. “Well, that’s fine by me because I’ll never get tired of fucking your confidence right out of you no matter how many times it comes back.”
Jamie was too winded to respond but she certainly had some words for the smug honey blonde right about now.
“Speaking of which…” Stacy said deviously.
The older nympho went over to Jamie, now directly behind her and licked her lips as she eyed up Jamie’s meaty, succulent ass. In the blink of an eye, Stacy then reached out and grabbed Jamie by her drenched orange hair and yanked hard before she started slamming hard into the helpless ginger’s twat from behind, effectively fucking her doggy style against the edge of the tub.
“Ohhhhhh!!!” Jamie shrieked.
“Don’t be such a whiner.” Stacy complained. “You should be used to this by now.”
Stacy slammed her crotch into Jamie’s cheeks so hard and powerfully that it made a clapping sound that could even be heard when muffled by the water. Jamie was at her breaking point now. Memories of the degradation that she and Hitomi suffered at Stacy’s hands for months back in Taiwan flooded her mind. It seemed that no matter how many times she challenged Stacy and lost, it just made her crave sweet revenge more and more each and every time. Right now however, she was in no position to do such a thing. Stacy was having the time of her life herself. She was regaining her confidence after being violated by Hannah. This was exactly what she needed and what she loved. Jamie’s stubbornness never ceased to entertain her. She loved how Jamie kept challenging her, expecting to avenge Hitomi and herself only for Stacy to turn the tables and humiliate her some more. Stacy was a true sexual sadist down to her very bones.
“I love clapping your cheeks, bitch.” Stacy bragged. “Do you feel objectified right now? Weak? Powerless? Like a worthless little sex toy? Good. I love making arrogant little whores like you feel less than human. I love using you for my pleasure. And it will happen every time you come to me thinking you might win this time. No matter how much time passes or how much better you get!”
Jamie was indeed powerless to stop such domination and she knew it…For now. She would let Stacy have her way with her but it would not last. She knew that the blonde wanted to break her confidence and make her give in. She would not. No matter how many times she gets raped by Stacy.
“You came really hard that time.” Stacy said as she caught her breath. “Your pussy’s gonna be drier than Gandhi’s flip flop by the time I’m done with you.”
Jamie was now furious. As she finally caught her breath, she launched a sudden surprise attack on her blonde enemy. In the blink of an eye, Jamie pounced on her and it led to a brief but intense struggle. It eventually ended with Jamie amazingly managing to overpower Stacy and forcing her up against the edge of the bed with her bouncy E cups hanging off the edge. Basically the exact same position that Stacy had just forced Jamie into. Stacy tried to escape but the younger nympho had her pinned down.
“You like doggy style, do you, bitch?” Jamie asked rhetorically. “Well, for once we agree on something.”
The sadistic ginger then grabbed a nice, tight hold of Stacy’s golden, drenched locks and yanked hard just as Stacy had done to her.
“Agh!” Stacy grunted in pain.
“Let’s see how you like getting your cheeks clapped!” Jamie declared proudly.
She then began viciously and forcefully fucking Stacy from behind like the common whore that Jamie wanted to make her feel like she was. Stacy’s eyes were winced shut tightly as her breasts bounced around in circles in reaction to the violent movement and smashing. Stacy had now realized the mistake she had made. A very stupid mistake that nymphos should never make. Underestimating her opponent. She did not just underestimate Jamie’s skills but she had also underestimated her resolve and strength of will. The former was something she could forgive herself for but the latter was something that could very well cost her dearly in this fight. Given that she had already defeated Jamie once and that was when she had to deal with Hitomi at the same time, Stacy had gotten overly complacent. She would not make the same mistake again.
“Don’t think I can’t fight back, you worthless, soon to be cum dumpster!” Stacy warned as she began bucking her ass back into Jamie.
Jamie winced one eye shut in response to Stafy rubbing her thick, shapely ass into her pussy from behind. She cursed herself for not thinking of that back when their positions were the opposite of what they were now. Still, she pushed on. Nothing was going to stop her now. Not even the ship sinking. As she used one hand to keep pulling Stacy’s hair, she used the other to reach around the busty blonde bombshell and feel up her swaying mammaries. She squeezed her fingers deeply into the squishy flesh and pinched, prodded and twisted her nipples.
“You like molesting me, fire crotch?” Stacy asked past her gasping for air as Jamie continued fucking her.
“I love it more than anything in the world.” Jamie bragged.
“Then enjoy it while it lasts, slut.” Stacy advised.
Jamie ignored her and continued manhandling her prey and enjoying every second of doing so. She wanted Stacy to feel every bit of shame and indignation that the sadistic blonde had subjected her to. Not just in this fight or the one before when they first got on the cruise but ever since the two slutty spies have known each other. She wanted Stacy to be her fuckbitch. A sexdoll used only for her own pleasure. Her mind flooded with ideas on how to humiliate her. Maybe cover her in whipped cream and lick her clean. Maybe let Lexi use her as a training doll to build up her carnal abilities. Maybe find Hannah so they could both fuck Stacy’s hair together. And maybe once she caught their suspect, Jamie would force her to watch as she fucked Stacy within an inch of her life. Or better yet, all of the above. She felt the fleshiness of Stacy’s plump ass cheeks smack into the sides of her crotch as she fucked her from behind. She loved that feeling with all her heart. She hoped this would last forever. Stacy however, could not hold herself back for much longer. Jami sensed this and seized the moment.
“Agh! Ugh! Ohhhhhhhh!!!!!” Stacy screeched as she came powerfully, soaking Jamie’s pussy along with her own as it dripped down her leg and into the water.
Jamie grinned with satisfaction as she released Stacy’s hair and the blonde fell forward back over the edge of the tub, this time fully as her hair dropped to the bathroom floor. Jamie knew better than to let her guard down, so she pushed Stafy, still huffing and puffing in her post orgasmic winding, over the edge of the pool and got out herself. The two girls were still hot as Hell but they were also complete messes. Their skin was bright red from the heat of the water and the blood boiling effect of what they were doing to one another. Both of their hair was matted down to their flawless skin and it gave them a primal look to them as they both panted like dogs.
“Not so…high and mighty now…Are you, blondie?” Jamie asked past her heavy breathing.
“You got lucky…you little cunt…It won’t happen again.” Stacy dismissed.
“Is that so?” Jamie asked. “Then why don’t you bring that sweet, fuckable pussy of yours over here and prove it? Cunt to cunt. Clit to clit. Woman to woman.”
“If that’s the way you wanna play it, then fine.” Stacy agreed. “Let’s see what you’re made of, fire crotch.”
They got up on their big bubble butts and inched their way towards each other, soaking the tiled bathroom floor as they did so until their legs criss crossed over one another. They looked each other dead in the eye one last time before Stacy grabbed Jamie by her shoulders and pulled her towards her, initiating the vaginal contact.
“Ahhh!!” Jamie groaned.
The blonde and redhead began their little scissoring contest as their bodies flowed into each other like water. The sound of wet flesh smacking together echoed throughout the tiled bathroom as the constant bashing made their tits and wet hair fly around in reaction. Stacy had to admit that she was impressed with Jamie’s resolve. Not just in this fight but in all of their fights. This time in particular. It really seemed as if a fire had been lit under her cunt. Stacy herself still had the indignation that Hannah had subjected her to fresh in her mind. She was determined to win this and remind herself of how much of a sexual warrior she truly was. Both women started this fight over seemingly trivial reasons but a nympho’s pride was almost as precious to her as the tits and pussy she was blessed with. Neither of them would quit until either their opponent or their own body quit on them. The position was awkward. Between that and the weight of their E cups, it would be murder on their backs if what they were doing right now did not come as naturally as breathing. Which it very much did. The two huffed and puffed, groaned and moaned as they literally put their backs into tribbing one another.
“Getting tired yet?” Stacy asked.
“Not on the best day of your life, slut.” Jamie answered bluntly.
“Good. I don’t want this to end too quickly.” Stacy said.
The two continued to talk shit to each other to keep themselves busy and to distract their minds from the overwhelming pleasure they were feeling.
“Is it wet in here or is that just your twat?“ Jamie asked mockingly.
“You’ve probably creamed yourself too many times now to tell the difference.” Stacy shot back.
“Your tits are like big full water balloons.” Stacy teased.
“And yours seem to have their own gravitational pull.” Jamie added.
This went on for quite some time. The two battling busty babes orgasmed inside of each other more times than either of them cared to count.
“Your clit is so soft, fleshy and weak.” Jamie insulted.
“Then why is it bending yours back inside of its folds?“ Stacy asked sarcastically.
The horny honey blonde reached out to fondle and squeeze Jamie’s jiggling jubblies while she used her other arm to balance herself as she continued grinding pussies with the younger spy. Jamie immediately and happily reciprocated the fondling. The two vicious hellcats did everything that a hand could do to a woman’s breast. They slapped, smacked, pulled, squeezed, pinched and twisted nipples, rinse and repeat. Their labias had become so sealed to each other that it would take quite a bit of effort to eventually rip them apart but that was the least of their concerns right now. All that mattered was fucking the other bitch into oblivion. Nothing else.
“You realize that even if you beat me again, I’ll never stop coming after you, right?” Jamie asked rhetorically. “You can fuck me until I cum like a fountain out of my cunt and nipples a hundred thousand times and I’ll still never give up! I will outfuck you! If not today, then tomorrow! If not tomorrow, then the next day!”
“Keep your cheesy speeches to yourself, whore.” Stacy said bluntly. “Talk is almost half as cheap as your twat.”
Jamie growled angrily at her commanding officer and they continued thrashing at one another wildly. The physical strain of both the tribbing itself combined with the naturally tiring effects of constant orgasm upon orgasm was beginning to take its toll. Eventually, after one particularly powerful mutual climax, the blonde and ginger finally pulled away from each other as their lower lips ripped apart from their opponent, making them both cry out. They then rested against opposite walls of the bathroom, huffing and puffing. The long days they both had before starting this fight had made them weary enough as is but now they were really pushing themselves. Still, that is what all nymphomaniacs are expected to do by default. Push themselves to the absolute limits of the human body. Their eyes were half closed as they looked at each other with mixed fury and exhaustion. Honestly, if she were fighting any other girl right now, perhaps even Michelle, Jamie would probably be willing to just say fuck it and call it a tie but Stacy just made her blood boil like no other. She could tell that the blonde was having a hard time herself. She had to push on.
“Do you know…What I’m gonna do to you when I win the bet…and claim you as my sex slave?” Jamie asked in between slow, deep breaths.
“I’m sure you’ll…Tell me anyway…” Stacy said as she inhaled and exhaled.
“As soon as I get enough actual vacation time…” Jamie said. “I’ll take you with me to Japan…and share you with Hitomi…And then we’ll do everything to you that you did to us back in Taiwan.”
“I’m sure you will.” Stacy scoffed.
There was an awkward silence.
“Aren’t you gonna tell me what you’ll do if you win the bet?” Jamie asked.
“I already told you, no.” Stacy said. “You won’t know until after I win and I WILL win.”
Jamie knew that Stacy was just trying to psyche her out. She would not fall for it. The two had been sitting down for quite some time and both felt the urge to get up and stretch their legs a bit. So that is what they did. After stretching out their weary muscles, the two stared one another down yet again.
“What do you say we take this into the shower?” Stacy asked.
“You just read my mind.” Jamie agreed.
The shower stall was completely separate from the bathtub and like the tub, it was relatively roomy but the two naked nymphs would still be squeezed in rather tightly together. That was exactly what they wanted. They walked into the shower, careful not to slip on the wet tiled floor as they did so. They then stepped into the shower stall together as Stacy turned the nozzle. They stepped back and waited a bit for the cold water to warm up, which it eventually did. They stared at each other for a bit, as if both were silently daring the other naked nympho to go under the water first. It didn’t mean much of anything who did but Jamie and Stacy truly brought out the worst in one another. As well as the best. Jamie loudly exhaled, her way of saying “To Hell with it” and got under the water first. Stacy watched with mixed annoyance and lust as she watched the water soak her rival. Her already damp, fiery orange hair was now even more drenched and her skin shone from the wetness. Stacy knew that Jamie was showing off and deliberately trying to seduce her…and it was working. The sadistic blonde was both pissed off at the redhead’s arrogance but also captivated by her smoking hot body.
“Plenty of room under here. Just saying.” Jamie said. Basically daring Stacy to join her.
“If you want to cuddle up nude with me, you only have to ask.” Stacy shot back.
She then got under with Jamie, snuggling up nice and close to her, breast to breast as the warm water pelted them. Stacy exhaled at the soothing sensations all over her voluptuous body. She wasted no time as she initiated another steamy, both literally and figuratively make out session with her opponent. It started out slow, sensual and passionate but quickly became heated, vicious and sloppy. Their tongues wrestled furiously as if they were both trying to choke the other woman to death. They swallowed back one another’s sweet, tangy saliva as they sucked tongues with lust. Jamie grabbed herself two nice and big handfuls of Stacy’s muscular, meaty ass cheeks. Stacy immediately did the same as she buried her fingers tightly into Jamie’s thick glutes. The water from the shower made their skin slippery, so it was a big tricky maintaining their grip on their respective opponent’s rear end but they found a way as any true nymphos can and will.
“Mmmmmmm…” They both moaned passionately into each other’s mouths.
As their pleasure increased, their kissing became more intense and their moans of pleasure and grunts of effort increased in volume to the point where they could easily be heard even over the sound of running water. They then used their grip on each other’s asses to pull each other in closer in something of a makeshift bearhug as they rubbed up against one another, grinding their tits and milk buds together as their tongues continued to wrestle and drool seeped down the sides of their beautiful faces. The intense kissing combined with the heat, water and steam eventually made it too much for them and they had to break the kiss to get some air but they kept their tongues outside of their mouths and continued licking each other with them. Stacy decided to take this one step further and pushed herself against Jamie until they were out of the way of the water and the blonde had the ginger pinned up against the wall, still tonguing her throat down until she suddenly broke the kiss in a loud pop and a spray of saliva.
“I’m gonna fuck the living daylights out of you and then I’m gonna fuck you some more!” Stacy declared.
“Not if I do it to you first!” Jamie shot back.
Stacy used her legs to pry Jamie’s legs open and then in one fluid motion, she dropped down to her knees and unleashed a wave of oral pleasure on her opponent.
“Ahhhh!!“ Jamie groaned at the sudden violation. “Yeah, lick my superior pussy, you carpet munching whore!”
Jamie grabbed two big and tight handfuls of Stacy’s soaking wet, golden locks and pulled nice and hard as Stacy tongue fucked her. In spite of her current position, Stacy still had Jamie pinned against the shower wall with no hope of escape. The blonde bombshell was stronger than she looked. All Jamie could do at the moment was ride out the storm. The storm refers to Stacy’s face, of course. She looked at Stacy’s bulbous ass poking as the shower kept pelting it with water. It was such a kinky and beautiful sight. She felt her enemy’s upper lips sloppily kissing her lower lips and encasing her pulsating, pink pleasure bud with them before using her tongue to assault the helpless organ.
“Fuck!” Jamie cursed out loud from the sudden rush of pleasure she felt oozing its way up her spine.
Stacy then slipped her hands in between the shower wall and Jamie’s ass cheeks, allowing her to bury her fingers into her rival’s glutes even more so than what would usually be possible. It was glorious. Even past all the shower water, the redhead’s twat tasted absolutely divine. Stacy opened her mouth as widely as it could go so that she could swallow as much of Jamie’s cunt as possible. She swirled her tongue all around her opponent’s helpless labia and clit. Eventually, poor Jamie simply could not take anymore of this.
“Ohhhhhhhh!!!!” Jamie screamed as she burst.
Her cum sprayed into Stacy’s mouth as it still devoured her while some managed to splatter all over the honey blonde’s face. It couldn’t really be noticed with how wet Stacy’s face already was from the shower water. Stacy unlatched her mouth from Jamie’s pussy with a pop and a spray of mixed saliva and pussy juice as the ginger’s knees buckled and she sank back down to the tiled floor. Stacy licked her lips with a chuckle as Jamie laid there, huffing and puffing.
“You know what, slut? You were right. I do love getting cummed on…or came on or whatever the term is.” Stacy said smugly. “Thanks for reminding me of that.”
“Fucking…cunt…” Jamie cursed past her heavy breathing.
“We both knew how this was going to end.” Stacy bragged. “You are weaker than me. I know it. You know it.”
Those words were like poison in Jamie’s veins. Suddenly, doubt had started to flood Jamie’s usually unbreakably confident mind. Was Stacy right? Was Jamie really so hopelessly outclassed? Had she been nothing more than a chihuahua trying to take down a doberman all this time? Her face felt flushed from her powerful orgasm, her muscles ached with fatigue and her head and eyelids felt heavier and heavier with each passing second. The urge to just faint was beyond overwhelming as her entire body began working against her. She was about to finally give her body what it had been begging for, rest, when she suddenly looked up at Stacy standing tall over her. The sadistic blonde just had the smuggest shit eating grin on her face imaginable…as if to tell her “Yes. Give up and accept your place.” That infuriating sight was all it took to make Jamie’s blood boil again and to bring her body back up to speed. She growled out loud and then in the blink of an eye, she got up and launched herself at Stacy, tackling her.
“Oof!” Stacy grunted.
The two nymphos wrestled each other all around the shower stall in a catball as the water continued coming down on top of them until finally Jamie managed to pin Stacy beneath her. She looked down on her enemy’s face from above with a powerful death glare.
“No!” Jamie said with absolute confidence. “I’m not losing to you again! Do you hear me?! Never again!”
“My patience is starting to wear thin.” Stacy said in an annoyed tone.
“Shut the fuck up!” Jamie demanded as she slammed her mouth on top of Stacy’s and viciously tongued her throat down.
Stacy was overwhelmed but did her best to kiss back as Jamie began humping her from above so powerfully that the ginger’s heart shaped ass was bouncing up and down to match her movements. Stacy felt her E cups being mushroomed into her chest by Jamie’s, nipples stabbing almost painfully into areolas but that was nothing compared to what their lower lips were doing at the moment. Stacy felt her pussy being dominated and violated by Jamie’s as she struggled to get herself out of the vengeful redhead’s grasp but failed. She wasn’t going anywhere. She was going to get fucked by Jamie and she was going to like it.
“Mmmmmm!!” She groaned into the heated tongue raping she was being subjected to right now.
Jamie flexed her pelvis to deliberately grind herself against Stacy as she pussy fucked her. Her curvaceous ass flowed like water as she did so. The honey blonde’s attitude towards this fight had taken a complete 180 in just a couple of minutes. She pulled Jamie’s hair with one hand and delivered powerful spankings to her ass cheeks with the other, creating a loud, distinctive sound of flesh being smacked that echoed off the tiled room they were in. Nothing worked. Stacy then felt her clit getting pinned by Jamie’s and at that point, she had just lost it. Jamie broke the kiss to hear her scream and boy ever, did she scream.
“Aggghhhhhh!!!!!!” Stacy shrieked as she came.
She blasted her hot feminine fluids straight up into Jamie’s dominant canal, making the redhead coo in satisfaction. Her orgasm then subsided but Jamie wasn’t even close to being done yet.
“You…fucking…stubborn…bitch…” Stacy cursed in between deep, slow breaths.
“Not so high and mighty now, are you?” Jamie asked mockingly.
The ginger then pulled herself off of Stacy, peeling her labia off of her rival’s, making them both wince. Jamie then grabbed Stacy by her waist and pulled her towards herself until the blonde’s cunt was directly in front of her face as she buckled Stacy’s body towards her own.
“You got your chance to eat me, so now I’m going to eat you.” Jamie announced. “And I want you to look at your own pussy while I tongue fuck it!”
“Do your worst, you cunt-licking whore!” Stacy dared as she wrapped her legs in a pretzel shape around Jamie’s head, forcing her face into her twat.
Jamie immediately dove straight into Stacy’s muff, eyes still open. The two battling babes awkwardly looked at one another as Stacy watched Jamie devour her. The redhead deliberately sloshed her tongue all around Stacy’s labia to give her enemy a show. She wanted Stacy to see how much she was enjoying this. Stacy maintained her composure, not wanting to give Jamie the satisfaction of a reaction but there’s only so much a woman can do to control herself while being eaten out and forced to watch it. Jamie bucked Stacy’s body against her own, causing Stacy’s crotch to bounce up and therefore burying Jamie’s tongue deeper into her folds.
“Ugh!” Stacy grunted. “God fucking damn you!”
Jamie responded by spitting into Stacy’s labia and using her tongue to force it deeper inside. Stacy bit down on her bottom lip to suppress her urges to moan. Jamie was going to pay for this. However, she still was not going to tell her rival what she planned on doing if she would win their little wager. She would instead let that uncertainty keep Jamie up at night. Jamie continued licking Stacy’s pussy like it was the sweetest, juiciest and tastiest lollipop in the world. When she was able to reach the blonde’s pulsating, pink pleasure bud, she then went to town and unleashed all of her oral fury on the helpless organ.
“Ahhhhh!!” Stacy shrieked out loud.
Jamie kissed the poor clit as she enclosed her lips on it and deliberately drooled into it while using her tongue to assault it. Just as Stacy had done to her merely a few minutes ago. Jamie looked down and could see that Stacy’s face was flushed as red as a beet. She smiled with self fulfillment upon seeing this and continued devouring her helpless prey like the starving lioness that she was. Her sadistic tongue snaked its way through Stacy’s folds with precise movements, licking in all the right places. Stacy remembered that back in Taiwan when she had made Jamie and Hitomi her sex slaves for months, she forced them to eat her pussy so many times that they had both gained deep knowledge of the honey blonde’s cunt and its inner workings. Jamie knew exactly where and how to strike. Stacy’s sadism and love of humiliating and dominating her opponents had now come back to literally bite her in the clit. Speaking of which, Jamie began gnawing on the defenseless organ.
“Agh!” Stacy grunted. “You fucking cunt!”
The older nympho spy just couldn’t hold herself back any longer.
“Ugggggghhhhhh!!!!!” Stacy screamed as she blew her load.
Jamie managed to swallow much of it but a large amount had also managed to splatter all over Jamie’s pretty, smiling face and seep into her already damp hair.
“You know, you were right, bitch.” Jamie said mockingly. “Getting cummed on is fun.”
Stacy huffed and puffed and expected her ginger rival to release her body and let it fall back down to the tiled shower floor…but that didn’t happen. Jamie STILL was not done with her. The redhead instead held Stacy’s body firmly in place while getting up herself. The helpless blonde bombshell could immediately tell where this was going. Jamie lifted one leg over Stacy’s body and then dropped herself on top of Stacy, juicy twat to juicy twat.
“Ohh!!” Stacy groaned.
“Ugh!” Jamie grunted.
The dominant ginger began scissoring her helpless opponent from this unorthodox, standing position. She rubbed into her back and forth, wanting her tribbing to encompass every reachable area of the other nympho’s womanhood. Leave not an inch of it untouched or unfucked. Another noticable thing about her position was that she had her back turned to her enemy. Stacy watched as Jamie’s shapely ass waved back and forth as the redhead fucked her mercilessly. She felt Jamie’s clit penetrate her upper folds as well as her own clit penetrating Jamie’s lower folds.
“I love using you as the cum dumpster that everyone knows you are, you worthless whore.” Jamie mocked. “Even after you inevitably pass out from my flawless pussy and superior tribbing skills, I’m still gonna take advantage of you in your sleep until I pass out myself.”
Stacy didn’t say a word. At least not yet. The water continued coming down on the two voluptuous bodies, never having been turned off. It was still warm surprisingly.
“You couldn’t even bring me down when with a Japanese hottie helping you out, you smug slut.” Stacy reminded her. “You think I haven’t been in this position before? I’ve seen more action in one month than you have in your entire life!”
“Well, then I guess I’ll have to make you cum a month’s worth of times!” Jamie decladed as she sped up her grinding.
“Agh!” Stacy grunted.
What the blonde would do to be able to reach up and give that pear shaped ass a nice squeeze. She felt her insides burning with pleasure as she was fucked. Her awkward position made it impossible for her to fight back at all. Like Jamie had to do earlier, all she could do was ride out the storm and just as she did not make it easy on Jamie, Jamie sure as Hell would not make it easy on her. The horny ginger bounced herself up and down, making her ass cheeks and E cup tits jiggle with her rapid movements as she slammed herself back down on Stacy over and over and over again.
“Ugh! Motherfucker!” Stacy cursed through her grit teeth.
“You know you love it, you slut!” Jamie mocked.
Stacy soon could not take much more of this and she stopped resisting as it would just be a pointless waste of precious energy.
“Ohhhhhhhh!!!” Stacy cried out as she climaxed.
Jamie moaned in joy and fulfillment as she felt her hated rival fill up her insides with her hot juices. She then finally got off of Stacy and allowed her body to drop down to the tiled shower floor as she got down herself. The two were panting like dogs. It was clear that they were exhausted and could not keep this up for much longer. Was this really happening? Could Stacy actually lose this fight? Could Jamie actually defeat her all by herself without some busty Asian babe here to help? The thought of that both infuriated and terrified the blonde. She had already been violated by Hannah. She was not going to let herself lose to a bitch that she had outfucked more times than she could even begin to count.
Jamie was rather conflicted herself. On one hand, she was doing better against Stacy than she ever has and she wanted to continue that streak of good luck. Strike while the iron was hot. On the other hand, she knew that her body had its limits. All of her animal instincts were working against her right now. All she could think about was how amazing a nice, long nap would be to soothe her tired body…but she rejected those thoughts. She had to see this through to the end. If nothing else, her progress had shown that she was not hopelessly outclassed. That Stacy could in fact be beaten by her. If not now, then later. She would not give the sadistic blonde the satisfaction of giving up now. The two tired nymphos got up close and personal. Their nipples were very nearly touching as they blew hot breath in one another’s faces. Both of them seemed to wonder what direction this fight was going to go next and what the other woman’s next move was going to be. As it turns out, they both wanted the same thing. Some nice, relaxing kissing to help clear their heads. They locked lips and made out passionately as they hugged each other.
“Mmmmmmm…” They moaned with lust and content as they kissed.
Their more relaxed demeanor when raping each other’s mouths showed just how utterly exhausted they were. At this point, the only thing keeping them going was sheer willpower. Just the desperate desire not to lose after the less than desirable outcomes of their previous fights with their other rivals. That and the pleasure they were feeling which was simply out of this world. It caused them to thank themselves for being such incorrigible hedonists. Only true nymphos could keep going as tired as they were in the pursuit of pure pleasure. They broke the kiss, slowly and sensually but still with a loud pop as a line of girl spit separated their full, gorgeous lips.
“Getting tired yet, skank?” Jamie asked mockingly.
“You wish.” Stacy said, obviously lying. “I could fuck you like this for days. How about you?”
“Not even close.” Jamie answered. Again, clearly a lie. “I never get tired of making pathetic whores like you cream all over my perfect pussy.”
Jamie then gently pushed Stacy down onto her back as she laid down herself. The two grabbed each other’s legs and pulled to force their cunts into one another even more while also giving themselves an opportunity to give their increasingly tired backs a break.
“I’ll ask again, you beach blonde bimbo.” Jamie said as she tribbed her enemy. “What are you going to do if you win the bet?”
“Are you really that scared of losing?” Stacy asked. “I certainly don’t blame you. I am quite clearly your superior in both spying and fucking.”
“I just wanna know what’s going on in that twisted little head of yours.” Jamie argued. “Besides, when I win, I won’t have any other way of finding out.”
“Is this what you call winning?” Stacy asked sarcastically. “You were pretty quick to push me down so we can scissor like this. Is your poor little back aching?”
“I didn’t see you resisting that, bitch.” Jamie pointed out. “I bet that as soon as I did that, your immediate thoughts were “Oh, thank God I get to lay down!””
“Maybe I just like scissoring you, you fire crotched cunt. Did you ever consider that?” Stacy asked rhetorically.
“Maybe I just like scissoring you!” Jamie shot back. “And grinding with you, titfighting with you, sucking tongues with you, licking your pussy and making you cum! Maybe I love doing all of that to you!”
“Then show me how much you love it!” Stacy dared. “Do it! Make me spray inside of you like a fire hose! Fuck me, Jamie! Fuck me until neither of us can walk straight for a month! Do it before I fuck your sweet, beautiful cunt into submission for the thousadnth time in a row!”
Their determined words had both lit a new fire in their clits. They felt their energy returning. Not to the extent they hoped but it would be enough to sustain them for the moment. They wanted to fuck. Needed to fuck. They needed to feel the sweet warm nectar of the other nymphomaniac blasting all over and inside of their womanly caverns. As if they were possessed by some unseen force, they both at the exact same time snapped back upwards, tit to tit and nose to nose and immediately started tongue wrestling again. Their nipples burned with pleasure as they inverted one another. They only broke their vicious kissing to talk shit to each other.
“I know I always clown you for never giving up no matter how many times your pussy gets whipped by mine but I love it!” Stacy declared. “I’ll never get tired of seeing that smug look on your face that tells me that you think you might win this time, only for me to turn the tables!”
“Good!” Jamie agreed aggressively. “Because I’ll never get tired of fighting you no matter how many times the result remains unchanged! And don’t think just one win against you will be nearly enough to satisfy me! I’m gonna fuck you until there’s nothing left and I don’t care how many times it takes!”
The two resumed their brutal make out session as they continued bashing breasts and crushing cunts with one another. Their bodies felt as if they were on fire with pleasure. If they were both made of wood, they probably would have already caught fire in the literal sense. Nothing was stopping them.
“I’ll always love putting you in your place!” Stacy declared. “I’ll always love pulling your hair, smacking your ass, sucking your tongue, eating your pussy, licking your clit and inverting your nipples but I’ll especially always love fucking your bitch cunt!”
“Not as much as I’ll always love fucking yours, you beach blonde bimbo!” Jamie shot back.
They resumed their all out carnal war. Pure adrenaline was the only thing driving them now. If for whatever reason they suddenly lost it, they would both assuredly pass out right then and there. They felt the internal heat rising. Higher and higher. Hotter and hotter. All over their flawless bodies. The unusual placement of the orgasmic energy inside of them caused a rather enticing thought to enter their minds but just as it did, it happened.
“Aghhhhhhhhh!!!!!!” Jamie screeched.
“Ugggghhhhhh!!!!!” Stacy shrieked.
They came like geyers but not just from their twats. Also from their nipples. White jizz blew out of their mommy milkers like tiny sprinklers, spraying each other in the face only for them to immediately get washed off by the still running shower. They had also came the usual way and loaded each other up with hot, girl mess. They both felt half dead at that point. They just couldn’t keep going anymore. They had to stop.
“I can…still…fight…” Jamie said in an exhausted tone.
“Not…nearly…done…yet…” Stacy said in a similar tone.
But that was it. Their bodies had quit on them. They wanted nothing more than to keep going but it just wasn’t possible. They were only human. They felt their heads fall and their eyes close as they struggled to stay in the fight. They passed out on top of each other, labias still connected at the hip as the shower kept pounding down on them.
Sometime later, who knows how long, Jamie felt herself begin to wake up as the sound of running water filled her ears. The sleep she was in was so deep that she had forgotten where she was and what she was doing until it all came rushing back to her as she began to wake up fully. She saw the still unconscious Stacy in front of her as their pussies were still locked together. She then realized that they had never turned off the shower and now the water was freezing cold, making their already hard nipples even harder. Jamie struggled to pull herself away from Stacy, ripping their labias apart from another as the redhead got up, stretched her weary muscles and finally turned off the shower. Being out cold in that awkward position made her body ache. It was then that she realized something. She had actually managed to tie with Stacy. Normally, a tie would frustrate her as it did when she fought and tied with Michelle but this was different. She had never once managed to get one over on Stacy. Significant progress had been made. She was indeed capable of defeating her blonde superior. Maybe not now but at some point. She smiled from ear to ear upon realizing this. She then noticed that Stacy had begun to wake up herself. The blonde opened her eyes to see the ginger standing over her.
“Good morning, sunshine.” Jamie said teasingly.
“What…happened?” Stacy asked as she rubbed her eyes.
“We fucked each other into unconsciousness is what happened.” Jamie answered happily. “We tied.”
“We…tied…?” Stacy asked as the realization began to dawn on her.
Jamie, a girl she was so accustomed to absolutely thrashing sexually and dominating had managed to fuck her to a standstill. So many emotions rapidly rushed through her all at once. Amazement, shame, horror, dejection, disappointment and surprisingly, even a little bit of pride. Perhaps a part of her had wanted to see her subordinate finally reach such a milestone. However, now was the worst possible time given how bitter Stacy was over her loss to Hannah. The honey blonde had to get herself together or she was in serious danger of losing her bet with the redhead.
“What?” Jamie asked. “Nothing to say for once?”
“You got lucky and caught me at a bad time.” Stacy said. “A tie is the best result you can ever ask for when fucking me.”
“Yeah, yeah. Keep telling yourself that.” Jamie dismissed. “Oh and we kept the water on the entire time. I just turned it off now.”
“Shit…” Stacy cursed. “Ah, well. We’ll let Langley foot the bill.”
“Yeah.” Jamie agreed.
Stacy then got up and stretched. The two were both a complete mess. Their long hair was still damp and disheveled and they could barely move with how their bodies felt after their brutal fight and sleeping on the hard tiled floor.
“What time is it?” Stacy asked.
Jamie looked up at a clock on the bathroom wall.
“It’s…10:00 AM…” Jamie answered in a dumbfounded tone.
Their fight combined with their sleep, had lasted 14 hours.
“Fuck…” Stacy cursed in amazement.
“Agh…” Jamie moaned from her aching body. “I could use a massage…Maybe I’ll go visit Hannah.”
“Don’t come crying to me after you get your hair raped.” Stacy mocked.
“Maybe I’ll fuck her hair in revenge for you.” Jamie joked.
The two wanted to continue their investigation into more suspects but they were in no shape to do so right now.
“Let’s get out and dry off before we start to prune.” Stacy suggested.
The two then did exactly that and got dressed in some nice, satin bathrobes before getting into bed.
“We’ll just get some rest before getting right back to it.” Jamie said. “I’m winning this bet, bitch.”
“Yeah, yeah. Keep talking.” Stacy dismissed.
Suddenly, they got a knock at their door. They both groaned and got up to answer it. On the other side was none other than Rebecca Hudson. The chief of the ship’s security who just happened to be one of their suspects.
“Can I help you?” Stacy asked.
“Yes.” Rebecca said. “We’ve received complaints about there being no hot water on this floor and we have discovered an unusually large amount of water being used in this cabin. Might I ask why?”
“We just like to take long showers.” Jamie answered. “We’re sorry for being an inconvenience.”
“Right…” Rebecca said as she gave them suspicious looks.
The strawberry blonde could immediately tell what these two had been doing all night. A part of her wished she was there to see it or better yet participate but she still had a job to do.
“Just try to tone it down a bit, ladies.” Rebecca suggested.
“We will. Thank you.” Stacy said as she tried to shut the door only for Rebecca to hold it open.
“One more thing.” She said. “I don’t mean to scare such…delicate beings as yourselves but we believe that there may be a criminal loose on this ship somewhere. You wouldn’t have happened to have noticed any suspicious activity…Would you?”
“I haven’t.” Jamie answered.
“Nor have I.” Stacy added.
“Alright then…Just keep an eye out and call security if you feel the need to.” Rebecca advised.
“Will do.” Stacy said as she shut the door for real this time.
The two sighed in annoyance at their rest being interrupted.
‘Horny sluts just can’t control themselves.’ Rebecca thought to herself. ‘If I had the time, I’d teach them a lesson…’
Rebecca then sighed and realized that her break was in a short while…Perhaps a nice massage would help release some stress.
‘That bitch Hannah better be ready for me this time…’ Rebecca thought to herself deviously.
The End
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