Scott snapped a picture of them in the jacuzzi. Their gorgeous lithe bodies were tense and they had serious looks on their lovely faces. He wanted to remember them the way they were. He knew what was soon coming and his heart raced with anticipation. Sasha (left) had long black, shiny hair. Vera (right) was graced with dark brown hair with slight, subtle blonde highlights. They both had sleek, bronzed physiques accentuated by their black bikinis. These two stunning girls, of equal grace and beauty, could easily pass for sisters. Indeed, they almost looked like twins. Anyone trying to decide just who was more attractive would be caught up in an endless debate. Both were only 23 years old and were overflowing with the alluring, intoxicating sensuality of their young womanhood.

Scott had gotten involved with both girls over this passionate summer, spending one night with Sasha, another night with Vera. It was shameful and wrong and he hated himself for it. More and more it ate at his soul. Oh, truly it did. But, he couldn’t resist. He couldn’t stop himself. The two girls were drawn to Scott, almost in spite of themselves, and increasingly felt the unrelenting pressure of their predicament. Sexual tension.  To have one would be enough but he had somehow captured them both. Now, as summer was winding down, they all knew that there had to be a resolvement of this situation. The girls did not want to “share” their stud any longer. Frankly, they were sick of it and just so tired of the lies..the sneaking around. This triangle simply had to end, once and for all. He knew it and they knew it. But how? The girls made secret plans of their own earlier in the week and then Sasha shared it with Scott. She calmly told Scott that the girls wanted to have a “contest” between them on a secluded, private beach that was nearby…somewhere just the three of them could go. They wanted it to happen that Friday night. The girls had decided that things would be settled once and for all that night. Just last summer, before Scott entered the picture, Sasha and Vera had actually been rather close. Now, one year later, it had all turned to jealousy and hate. Just like that. No hope of reconciliation. Hell, they didn’t even want to be friends now. All they knew now was the raw animosity that just burned away inside them. Yeah, it was going to be settled…one way or another. 

”Contest?” asked Scott. “What do you mean..contest?” Scott looked into Sasha’s deep brown eyes but she looked away coldly.

“We..we’re going to fight, Scott. We WANT to fight. It’s the only way…”

The concept had Scott burning with animal lust.

That was three nights ago. Now, here they were in the jacuzzi, somber and serious. It was late Friday night…almost time. The tension was unbearable. They probably would have fought right there in the damn jacuzzi.

”You ready?” Scott asked. He knew that he was ready. The girls looked at each other and nodded, no expression, not saying a word. Inside, the two passive looking girls were ready to explode. It took all summer to reach this climax.

The three of them started to make their way down to the nearby beach. It would certainly be private enough. It seemed like there wasn’t anyone else within a hundred miles. The solitude of the vast night scared them a little as they walked and the sounds of the ocean grew louder. The girls desperately wanted to fight now but, as the cool breeze off the ocean kissed their sexy bodies, they felt hesitation and uncertainty. They could see the whitecaps tumbling to shore as they walked through the thick, soft sand. The stars winked and twinkled above, peacefully. God, it seemed to be too pretty a night to be fighting over anything. It was a night for romance and lovemaking. The three of them scarcely believed it was going to happen.

Scott stopped midway down the beach and the girls walked down closer to the water’s edge. Another cool heavenly breeze off the sea caught the girls’ hair and it danced in the wind. They faced each other and began to circle round one another in the sand…slowly. They never took their big dark eyes off each other. Both now on their period…both perfectly in sync, it seemed. The spray began to moisten their heavenly bodies and soon their tan physiques glistened gloriously in the moonlight…almost identical beauties. A stunning sight to behold. Scott felt his manhood throb with passion.

Sasha finally spoke. “We doing this, bitch?” It was the first time she had called her that and it felt good. Yeah, fucking little bitch.

”Yes..we settle this, once and for all…tonight.”

The waves crashed loudly and their hearts pounded. They both felt a surge of adrenaline and confidence surge over them as they continued to circle one another with slow, almost hypnotic, moves. It was enticing and primal, there on this private beach around midnight. The waves crashed again. The ocean seemed to grow louder like it was echoing the girls’ raw feelings and apprehension. They suddenly, instinctively removed their restrictive tops. They wanted to fight bare breasted, apparently. Their dark little nipples were hard…their brown breasts shimmered softly.

”Fuck you, Vera,” cried Sasha above the sounds of the rolling surf.

”Fuck you too, bitch. Come on…”

Standing just above the shoreline, about ten feet separating them, the young girls finally charged at one another. Hands quickly entwined in one another’s hair. They struggled briefly and tested their strength against one another for the very first time. They immediately knew they were equals in that regard, as well. They harshly embraced and wrapped their fine bodies together, balanced just for a moment like a gorgeous statue. Then, their viciously hard hairpulling pulled them down into the silky, wet sand. Writhing, dark flesh locked and struggling on the beach. Back and forth..rolling and wrestling savagely, their desperate cries of hatred and pain blended in with the pounding surf. They began to curse at one another as they drove themselves to fight dirtier. Body to body, the beach goddesses were soon clawing and mauling faces and breasts fiercely. Groaning and hissing. They even used toe nails to scratch and tear at each other’s legs and calves, raking up and down. They were getting into it, more and more. Fighting…digging at flesh..causing pain. 

”I’m going to hurt you bad, bitch.” cried Sasha.

”Fucking cunt…I’ll destroy you.” Vera screamed.

Their rage spurred them on as Scott watched intently. God, too perfect for words…almost like they had fucking rehearsed it all, he thought. But truly, their instincts were motivation enough. Their bodies as one, they battled so shamelessly. They pulled damp tresses of hair, clawing one another’s faces..feeling their rival’s delicate cheeks and lips with their long fingers. The fine, wet sand covered their slick bodies as they groaned and growled. Their warm sleek bellies rubbed. Soft wet skin slid against skin as they mashed their aching tits firmly together..their hard nipples jabbing and prodding against breasts. They both felt warm stirrings deep between their entwined thighs. The more they wrestled and fought, the more they got into the raw intimate nature of it. So personal and what they had secretly waited for all summer. Oh yes, something had finally been released in both females. It felt like their raw passion was somehow spilling out onto the beach.

The fight grew in intensity, moment by moment. Scott took it all in…every hate filled, passionate part of it. He couldn’t deny that this was a dream come true for him and he was as hard as a rock watching his girlfriends trying to tear each other to pieces there on the beach in front of him. It was impossible to tell who, if anyone, was winning this exquisite catfight. Certainly equals in beauty and now equals with their nasty, raw fighting skills. He wondered if they might just fight until dawn.

The women choked each other and rolled closer to the nearby water’s edge as they gasped and heaved. High tide would soon be rolling in toward them but they couldn’t care less. They seemed altogether oblivious to the elements and focused only on this epic fight to the finish. Things became noticeably more savage still as the girls choked and clawed at throats…so vicious in their intent it seemed now like they were trying desperately to rip the flesh from their slender, graceful necks. Their long legs coiled round one another as their sweet, sensitive pussys rubbed together, quite vigorously at times, while they fought. Vera’s hips quivered as she felt herself about to cum for a moment…an urgent orgasm rising from her loins. This raw battle was getting both girls worked up with animal lust. Their wet vaginas were throbbing and on fire. 

Vera bit Sasha’s soft, brown breast..she felt the firm little nipple pressed against her soft tongue. Sasha shrieked as a strong wave suddenly pounded in and briefly covered them both in wet foam. Sasha tore at Vera’s wet tits, sinking her nails into the sweet, delicate flesh. It was so hard to scratch wet skin. They ripped and tore as hard as they could. The two beauties left claw marks wherever they could on their brown skin, going deeply into young, nubile flesh and muscle…digging those tapered fingers in so very deep til they howled and cried with anguish and more sharp pain. Deeper..deeper…as hard as they possibly could. Into those heavenly bodies…breasts, down to golden thighs and hips. They tried to tear into their tight little bellies…lower, into the firm pelvis. Exploring just what all they could possibly do to one another. They clawed savagely at one another’s shapely asses and the small of the back. Vera ripped at Sasha’s tight little naval with her nails and made it suddenly gush dark, crimson blood. Dishing out pain and punishment in equal measure, bodies locked, their cunts pressed together, almost as one.

The girls suddenly began a new down and dirty tactic…they so desperately wanted to fight as nasty as they could. The two began to maul each other’s womanhood through their sheer bikini bottoms. Then, reaching into the skimpy black bikinis, they violently started going after their tight, wet pussys. They clenched their eyes tightly and shrieked at the cold, unforgiving stars above. These girls were going to be as fucking cruel and merciless as they could be tonight.

”God..I HATE you..” cried Sasha in pain. “I’ve ALWAYS hated you, Vera.”

“I hate you too. Does it hurt…you fucking cunt? I want it to fucking HURT.” Vera hissed.

Locked together, their perfect bodies continued to spiral into a painful abyss. Scott was transfixed by the beauty and the horror. It was unlike anything he had ever experienced, hotter than anything he could dream of. High tide was coming in relentlessly as they fought…getting closer and closer. Scott swore he wouldn’t interfere. They fought on like the proud, graceful young women they were. Vicious, like two animals, and yet still so very feminine.

Vera screamed in agony and rage as she cursed Sasha again, “You’re going to die, bitch. I swear to God..you’re going to fucking die…”

The taste of blood and salt water…the fine, wet silky sand. The girls continued to attack one another’s soft cunts. Reaching down low, they clawed soft mounds and raked at labias. Then, scratching and stabbing into soft tight vaginas with those wicked nails…traces of sweet blood on their fingers. The pain so deep..so fucking real. The strong ocean breeze had made their flesh cool and sticky with sweat. But, below the skin, the rest of their sexy bodies seemed red hot…on fire. They burned and screamed and glared into each other’s dark eyes, faces pressed hard together…flushed, warm cheeks rubbing feverishly.

Vera sank her teeth into Sasha’s long, lean neck. She just wanted to fight like a savage animal…no holding back. She tasted Sasha’s cool skin and warm blood again. Christ, she loved the fucking taste of it. She bit down harder as Sasha whimpered and sighed. Several trails of blood cascaded down. They continued to rub and grind their wet, aching pussys together, thighs intertwined. Sasha yanked Vera’s wet hair, pulled her head back and bit into her lower lip. Vera’s dark blood ran down Sasha’s face. Vera gouged her rival’s cheeks with her nails, clawing the supple flesh. She bared her white teeth, now stained with blood. Reaching higher, she tried to jab her fingers into her enemies eyes and then tore out a clump of Sasha’s hair. 

”Filthy whore…fucking bitch…” Sasha cried.

”Dirty cunt..dirty, fucking cunt..” Vera shrieked as she spat blood in Sasha’s face. The girls then smothered one another, hands over bloody mouths. They rolled, suffocating each other, until they started biting fingers and hands. The girls screamed and released one another. They were finding new, creative ways to be cruel and hateful to one another every few moments.

After twenty minutes of nasty, nonstop catfighting, the tempo began to change as both girls were growing achingly tired, their sexy bodies throbbing with pain. High tide began to gather around their legs. They were now down to mostly languid hairpulling and slow, relentless breast punishment. They clawed and raked at faces. Skin so wet and hard to damage but they did their damndest…water, sweat, blood. Their pretty young faces and breasts would certainly be scratched and ravaged enough.

They choked one another again, passionately…feeling the muscle, tendons..squeezing so fucking hard..veins…arteries. Their deep groans, cries and sharp shrieks of excruciating pain came with the tides and pierced the cool evening air. Their gorgeous young bodies were being put through hell. Both were bound and determined to destroy their rival. But, they still seemed to be such equals, in every way. They had never known such rich pain..such dark pleasure.

Finally, Vera mustered her her last bit of strength, grabbed Sasha by the hair and drug her into the surging surf. Both were soon in waist deep. Suddenly, they disappeared beneath the waves for a moment. As Scott rushed in closer, Vera rose from the water, still holding her opponent tightly beneath the surface. Scott watched in stunned silence. He would not interfere. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Vera let her hated rival rise up out of the water. Poor Sasha truly looked beaten, choking and gasping for air, she had very nearly been drowned. 

Vera pulled Sasha out of the crashing water by her hair and shoved her onto the nearby shore. Scott smiled, ran up and embraced Vera. It was fucking…emotional. For some reason, he felt like crying as he held her so tightly.

”I told you..told you I’d destroy that fucking cunt.” Vera cried, as she panted.

After defeating Sasha in such an epic struggle, the winner was overcome by the desire to take her prize..sexually, right then and there…right in front of her defeated rival. It seemed to fit the primal nature of that torrid night. As Vera and Scott went and made wild, passionate love, the defeated Sasha heard the passionate lovemaking nearby. The lovers fucked like animals in heat, there on the beach. Raw sex now replacing the deadly life and death struggle. Sasha tried to get to her feet to leave the humiliating scene but the poor girl lacked the strength to do so and collapsed, in despair, back onto the sandy beach. Scott noticed Sasha from the corner of his eye, lying there exhausted and breathing heavily. Her body and spirit broken, her chest heaving, her sensual young body glistening wet. Even as he entered his victorious lover, he could not help but think about how incredibly sexy Sasha looked in total defeat. Beaten so mercilessly.

Vera cried out as Scott came inside her tight, throbbing pussy. She was so sore and her pelvis ached because of the vicious ugly nature of the catfight she had just taken part in. Vera took all he had for her. Scott had never cum so hard and almost passed out from the passion. He had never felt more like a man than he did that night. He let out a deep, guttural moan and felt like he had melted right into the soft, wet sand. 

“See what I did to that fucking cunt? You’re all MINE now…..ohhh, fuck…mine, baby….mine.” Vera sighed. She had never felt more like a woman. Her unbridled lust almost scared Scott.

The triangle was broken and none of them would ever quite be the same. Not after that wild, violent, truly unbelievable night.

The End

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