AU NATUREL II - Prologue: The Gazebo
By JB57
Louise Long gave the valet a dazzling smile as he opened the door to her silver
Mercedes sports car. She unfolded her long, muscular legs from the driver’s side
of the vehicle. She rose to her full height, enhanced by three-inch stiletto
heels. She was wearing a white sun hat and a short, colorful sun dress. The
dress did nothing to hide her voluptuous curves or the rolling bounce of her
braless breasts.
“Thank you, Todd,” she smiled at the valet. She reached into the back cargo seat
of the car and pulled out a bag. That was all she would need for her one-week
stay here at Au Naturel, her favorite nudist resort.
“Welcome back, Ms. Long,” the valet replied. Not many guests liked having their
cars driven by a naked valet, so Todd was dressed in a uniform. But he was one
of the few people on the property who was expected to wear clothing.
As Todd parked her car, Louise sashayed into the main building of the resort,
her womanly hips swinging, her long, beautifully muscled legs flashing. The
moment she entered the lobby, she was confronted with the appealing sight of
acres of naked human flesh. All of the workers at the resort were hired for how
good they looked naked, so Louise appreciated the display of youthful beauty.
She approached the lobby desk and the gorgeous, buxom young brunette behind it.
The woman checked Louise in to her usual accommodation at the resort – a small
but luxurious cabana located in a particularly private spot on the grounds.
“It’s been pretty quiet, this week, Ms. Long,” the girl informed Louise. “I know
how much you like it that way. You should have a lot of the facilities to
yourself, especially the pool near your cabana.”
“Oh, that’s lovely, dear,” Louise smiled. “I intend to catch up on my tanning
and swimming.” She smiled a bit wider. “But I am expecting to meet a friend for
dinner, “ Louise continued. “Has Mark Adams checked in yet?”
The lobby clerk checked her computer screen. “Yes,” she said, after a moment.
“Mr. Adams checked in about two hours ago.”
“Good, “ Louise smiled. “Could you give me his room number? I may want to have
something sent to him later.”
The girl smiled and happily obliged.
A golf cart came around to transport Louise across the grounds to her cabana.
The young driver was a beautiful woman, who was enticingly naked. Louise enjoyed
watching the girl’s tits quiver as the cart vibrated. As the cart zoomed across
the resort grounds, Louise called her friend on her cell phone. Mark picked up
after the second ring.
“Mark, darling!,” Louise exclaimed. “How wonderful to hear your voice.”
“Louise!,” Mark replied. “So, you’ve arrived? I made reservations for us at the
Blue Door for 7 PM. Can you make it?” The Blue Door was the five-star restaurant
on the property.
“Of course, darling,” Louise purred. “I”ll be there at 7 sharp! I’m looking
forward to catching up.”
The two friends said their goodbyes. Louise smiled as she thought about her
evening with Mark. He was a former client, one of the many men Louise had
favored with her charms over the years, one of many men whose business contacts
had proven invaluable to Louise’s own money-making endeavors. He was also a very
handsome man and an excellent lover. Louise was looking forward to taking him
for a ride that night, after supper. She intended to have some wine delivered to
his room while they were out at dinner.
Louise disembarked at her cabin. She threw her bag onto the bed and pulled open
the curtains to let in the sunlight and the beautiful view beyond. The cabin had
a good view of the forest and the pool. Louise had considered getting a lakeside
cabana, but they were much more popular than this more isolated location.
Privacy mattered a great deal to Louise, even at a nudist colony that was
renowned for its policy of encouraging sexual license.
Louise kicked off her high heels and put them in the closet. She shrugged off
her sun dress and hung it up in the closet, too. She slipped off her thong and
tossed it in a laundry bag that she had brought with her. She did not intend to
wear any clothing at all for the rest of the week.
She smiled and stretched her nude body in front of the full length mirror on the
cabin wall. Her tan was unbroken. Her body was spectacularly beautiful. Her
bountiful breasts jiggled deliciously, bouncing gently as she tightened her
muscles and reached for the ceiling. Her abdomen was subtly muscled, her navel
narrow and deep. Her hips flared delectably, her thighs were round and thick,
her calves were ridged seductively with muscle. She spun around to examine and
admire her heart-shaped ass in the mirror and the graceful curve of her flawless
back. Louise was a vain woman, but she embraced her vanity with a sincere
appreciation and admiration of her own beauty. She tossed her red hair, her blue
eyes flashing.
Smiling with contentment, Louise entered the bath and treated herself to a long,
hot shower. She enjoyed running her hands over her heavy tits, her thick
nipples. She smoothed the palm of her hand down her flat, hard belly, and ran
her fingers through the thick, dense fur crowning her pussy. Louise’s perfectly
sculpted, densely thatched mat of cuntfur was, to her, a further symbol of her
feminine power. The current style was for women to shave themselves bare, and
Louise had occasionally considered going with the fashion. She thought it would
be wonderful to lock up with another women, naked, shaved, slick cunt to cunt.
But, in the end, she could not bring herself to remove something that was so
much a part of her womanly beauty. Besides, all the women with whom she had her
greatest rivalries were also women who had enormous pride in their pussyfur.
Louise was confident that, eventually, sexual fashions would come full circle.
For now, she was willing to buck the trends.
Louise dried her voluptuous body, then spent some time preparing her hair and
makeup. When she was done, she admired her beautiful face in the mirror. Her
large blue eyes shone out of her heart-shaped face, her slender nose curved up
elegantly, her thick lips glowed with a gentle pink blush. She had allowed her
red hair to grow out a bit over the past several months, but it was still
relatively short, hanging only just below her neck, but luscious and curly.
It was now almost 4:30. Louise had more than two hours before she needed to
leave to meet Mark. She considered masturbating to relieve some of her sexual
tension, but she was afraid that a really good session of self-love would leave
her hot and sweaty and dirty and ruin her makeup. Besides, being a bit extra
horny would probably make the evening with Mark a bit more memorable.
Louise grabbed her purse and slipped on a pair of wedge sandals. She placed her
sun hat on her head carefully, making sure that it did not mess her hair too
much. She slipped on her sunshades. At the last minute, she remembered the
yellow wrap that the resort provided to its guests. While the restaurant did
allow naked diners, it was generally regarded as good manners to have something
to cover the genitals. Louise tied the gossamer-thin garment at her hips,
leaving her torso bare.
The redheaded beauty left her cabin, locking the door behind her. She had a book
in her purse. She considered going down to the pool and sunning herself on a
chaise lounge while reading. But she remembered a gazebo that was halfway
between her cabana and the main hotel that was on a secluded part of the
grounds. She had not been there before, but she had always intended to visit the
spot. She decided to go there now.
Enjoying the kiss of the late afternoon sun on her naked breasts, Louise
strolled across the resort. There were very few people around, but she nodded
greetings to the few individuals she encountered. Always, she thrilled with
delight as the members she passed, men or women, were unable to take their eyes
off of her incredible body, her massive jugs.
It took Louise almost 20 minutes to find the gazebo. It was a little out of the
way, in a small, sun-dappled clearing in the middle of the forest. The gazebo
was large and white, its roof coming to a point and topped by a crescent-moon
shaped weathervane. The sides were bordered by a railing.
As she approached the open structure, Louise realized, with a flash of
disappointment, that someone was already there. Someone was sitting inside the
structure on one of the benches lining the inside of the gazebo. Louise realized
the other person was a woman with jet-black hair. The woman was sitting with her
back to Louise and her head appeared to be bent over something, probably a book
or magazine. It looked like this woman had the same idea as Louise. Oh well,
Louise thought, she could always share the space.
As the redhead drew closer, something about the other person in the gazebo began
to feel strangely familiar. Her body was reacting to this other woman on some
primitive level. Her breasts were growing heavy and tight, her nipples were
starting to swell. Her pussy was growing wet. Suddenly, with a flash of
disbelief and hope, Louise realized who this other woman might be.
“No,” Louise thought to herself, suddenly excited. “It couldn’t be… that would
just be too perfect, it would be an incredible coincidence!” Even as this
thought crossed her mind, the woman in the gazebo turned her head so that Louise
could see her in profile. Louise’s mouth widened in an irrepressible grin; she
was now certain: the black-haired woman in the gazebo was Veronica Carter, the
incredibly voluptuous, sexually insatiable beauty that Louise had encountered
the last time she had visited Au Naturel. Veronica had come looking for Louise,
to challenge her to a sexfight. The two women had locked up and fucked each
other all day and night, ravaging and satisfying each other in every possible
way, exploring and violating each other in the most primitive and enjoyable
ways. Louise had succeeded in using psychological tactics to get Veronica to
concede the battle, and the struggle had ended with Louise shaving the other
woman’s pubes and claiming Veronica’s cunthair as a trophy. Veronica had left
swearing revenge. Louise wondered if Veronica being here now really was a
coincidence. But, in truth, she did not care. Whether or not Veronica had
planned it, she was here and Louise could barely contain her excitement. All
thoughts of Mark were forgotten. Suddenly, the prospects for her visit here at
Au Naturel had become a lot more interesting. Nothing delighted Louise more than
the chance to fight and fuck and assert her superiority over another woman, and
Veronica had been one of the greatest conquests of her life.
Veronica seemed to sense Louise’s approach. The black-haired beauty turned her
head fully, to see who was moving toward the gazebo. Louise was gratified to see
Veronica’s eyes widen in shocked surprise; clearly, the other woman had not
planned this encounter. Then, Veronica’s eyes lit with fire and intense
excitement and Louise could see her own feelings, her own insatiable lust,
mirrored in the other woman’s beautiful face.
Louise added a seductive sway to her hips, her thickening tits bouncing harder
as she moved toward the gazebo. Veronica put down her book and rose to meet
Louise.
Veronica stood in the centre of the gazebo, her hands on her hips, her feet wide
apart, her head cocked, her long black hair flowing down her back. Like Louise,
she was wearing a thin yellow wrap stretched across her wide hips, covering part
of her lower body. On her feet were wedge sandals. She was naked above the
waist, her round, heavy, perfect tits hanging proudly, firm and high and not
needing any support . Before Louise’s eyes, she watched Veronica’s massive brown
tits grow engorged with arousal, her nipples grow hard and strong. Louise felt
her own nipples swell to rival those of the other woman.
Louise walked up the steps of the gazebo and moved
slowly, seductively towards Veronica’s luscious body, her hips swaying gently,
her breasts aching with heat, her nipples hard and throbbing with need. The
women’s eyes were locked, raw hate and incredible lust flowing between them like
electricity. About six feet from Veronica, Louise stopped, her beautiful face
lit with a predatory grin. Veronica smiled back, her teeth gleaming, her eyes
glowing with desire.
“Veronica,” Louise purred. “What an unexpected pleasure to see you.”
“Louise,” Veronica replied. “I’m very happy to see you, too. I wasn’t expecting
it, but I always like being surprised.”
Slowly, smiling grimly, her eyes never leaving Louise’s, Veronica reached down
and untied the wrap knotted at her hip. Tantalizingly, deliberately, she pulled
the cloth back, revealing her swollen genitals, her bare thighs. The cloth
trailed from her hand to the deck of the gazebo as she cocked her pussy forward,
presenting her womanhood to Louise in challenge. Louise’s eyes drifted down, to
take in the other woman’s thick, juicy cunt. Louise smiled viciously as she saw
what else Veronica was revealing. The black-haired beauty’s cuntfur had grown
back in, just as thick and lush as it had been the last time the two women had
fought. Louise felt a thrill of anticipation ripple through her.
“As you can see,” Veronica smiled, “my pussyfur has come back since you shaved
me. In fact, it’s come back in thicker and coarser and stronger than ever. I
should thank you.”
“Oh, it was my pleasure, Veronica,” Louise replied. “I’ll be happy to shave you
again, anytime you like.” As she spoke, Louise untied her sash, pulling it away
from her hips, revealing her enraged, throbbing cunt and the thick thatch of red
fur crowning her pussy. “In fact, we can start right now, if you’d like.”
Both women dropped the scraps of cloth to the deck of the gazebo and stepped out
of their sandals. Louise threw her bag and hat off to the side. The women’s eyes
were locked as they moved closer and closer to each other. Veronica raised her
hands; Louise reached out. The women twined their hands together, palm to palm,
fingers interlaced. As their flesh touched, electrical, erotic fire burned
through both women. Louise and Veronica smiled at each other savagely, thrilling
as the heat flowed from their hands deep into their tits, deep into their
boiling clits.
“I’m going to fuck you senseless, you cuntsucking whore,” Veronica murmured, as
she and Louise pressed closer. They pushed their interlocked hands out to their
sides, aligning their engorged nipples directly to each other, getting closer
and closer. “Then, I’m going to rip out every one of your cunt hairs by the
roots.”
“No, you bitch,” Louise groaned, “I’m going to ride you and ride you and fuck
your cunt dry. Then I’ll shave you clean. This is going to end just like it did
before.”
The women’s burning nipples touched and slid on each other, sending blasts of
pleasure coruscating through their pulsing tits. Louise and Veronica gasped in
unison, then flicked their nipples across each other again, wedging them against
each other, then pushing hard in opposite directions, each beautiful woman
trying to bend the other’s nips over. Instead, their rock-hard nipples held,
then slowly twisted each other back until they sprang apart under the pressure.
The two gorgeous Amazons groaned as their heavy tits quivered with the released
pressure. In a flash, they brought their pulsing tits together again. Holding
their hands above their heads, the women rolled and rotated their tits around
and around each other, their nipples circling and rubbing constantly, their hard
brown cylinders spearing and grating against the women’s tight, hot areola.
Louise and Veronica’s back muscles rippled as they went nipple to nipple, their
massive tits rolling and rotating around their struggling brown cylinders.
The pleasure built and built unbearably. The women’s breaths came in hot pants,
their eyes remained fixed together as they each sought to grind the other down,
tit to tit. Their breasts ached with the incredible sensations, their bodies
felt totally aroused. After a few minutes of tit grinding, of fencing nipple to
nipple, neither woman could take it anymore. The women pulled their arms out to
their sides and pressed in tighter, compressing their throbbing tits, grinding
their taut, pulsing titmeat harder and harder. Their massive boobs slapped and
slopped together, sliding in the building sweat. Their thick round orbs slid in
and around and over each other, slicking and burning with sexual heat and
friction until both women felt that their beautiful tits might explode with the
exquisite pleasure.
The women pressed their beautiful faces nose to nose, their red lips and hot
tongues only a whisper apart.
“You dirty fuck,” Veronica moaned, “You dirty, filthy fuck…”
“Cunt,” Louise groaned back. “You filthy fucking cunt…”
The women pressed their red lips together, their hot tongues slipping out to
stroke and caress each other. Their mouths sealed tight, their thick tongues
thrust together, lapping and rubbing, sharing spit and heat. Their tongues
shoved and twisted into one. The women moaned into each other’s throats,
delirious with pleasure and burning lust.
Almost by mutual consent, the women released each other’s hands and slipped
their arms around each other’s backs, pulling each other in tight, squeezing
hard, crushing their massive tits into one, groaning in ecstasy as their heavy,
meaty tits squashed tight, compressing nipple to nipple. Both women thrust their
powerful thighs up into the other’s wet, hot cunt and began moving their hips,
rubbing their twats up and down into the thick muscle of the other’s thigh,
leaving behind a slick coating of pussy juice on the smooth flesh. Louise felt
her pussy lips sucking to Veronica’s thigh, she felt her aching clit slide out
and begin to caress the taut, slippery flesh and she almost orgasmed on the
spot. Her moans of sexual joy grew even louder and harder, even within the
women’s inosculated mouths. Veronica’s cries echoed Louise’s cries. The women
slapped their bellies together and writhed uncontrollably in each other’s arms,
rubbing and grinding and sliding every inch of naked flesh against its
counterpart on the other woman. The sexual frenzy built and built, the women’s
moans grew louder and more ferocious as they struggled on.
Finally, gasping with pleasure, Veronica and Louise broke their ferocious,
sucking kiss. Forehead to forehead, nose to nose, they glared at each other
through half-closed eyes, their bodies vibrating with erotic power. They touched
tongues and lapped at each other, before pausing to share hot, sweet breath and
get ready for the next round in their erotic war. Both women spread their legs,
eagerly opening themselves to each other, and pushed their pelvises forward,
lining up their ravenous cunts.
“You fucking slut,” Veronica moaned. “I’m going to fuck your twat off. If it
takes us the rest of the night, I’m going to eat your pussy alive.”
“I have a dinner date in two hours,” Louise replied. “But that’s all the time
I’ll need to turn you and your tired old cunt into a puddle on the ground.”
The women edged in closer, pressing their pubes together, both smiling as they
felt their thick bushes mesh and twine. Louise and Veronica shuddered with
pleasure and anticipation.
“A dinner date, hm?” Veronica murmured. She licked and then nibbled at Louise’s
ear. “You really think you can beat my cunt in two hours?”
“Oh, I guarantee it, baby,” Louise replied, her voice a low, throaty growl. She
bit at Veronica’s neck. “I’m going to suck you dry then go and have a nice
dinner. I’ll stop by later to shave your cunt.”
“I have a deal for you,” Veronica whispered. She pulled back so that she was
nose to nose and eye to eye with Louise once more. The women licked at each
other’s lips and tongues. At the same time, they spread their legs a bit wider
and pushed closer. Veronica could almost feel the incredible heat radiating off
of Louise’s engorged clit. Both women’s twats were dripping with cunt juice,
which trickled down their thighs towards the gazebo deck.
“What’s that?” Louise asked, her nipples throbbing unbearably as they pressed
and pulsed tip to tip with Veronica’s nips, struggling together deep inside the
women’s locked boobs.
“Simple,” Veronica explained. “You take me on right here in a stand-up fuck.
Whoever cums first or falls loses. If I lose, I concede. You go off to your
dinner date and I will come by your place tomorrow evening and we can finish
this. If you lose, you cancel your dinner plans, and then we go back to my place
and settle this right now. Tit to tit, cunt to cunt, all night, all day, however
long it takes.”
Louise felt a deep pulse of pleasure and anticipation ripple through her. For
her, locking up with another gorgeous, savage Amazon and fucking endlessly,
mindlessly, for hours and hours until one of them could not go on – that was her
idea of paradise. And she was so close to it she could taste it. But she also
wanted, needed, to dominate this black-haired whore, to prove to both of them
which of them was more of a woman.
Louise smiled. “I agree. I think that this is going to be a very short fight for
you, honey,” Louise whispered, a vicious grin lighting her beautiful features.
“Let’s do it, bitch,” Veronica murmured. “Let’s see who’s the better fuck.”
The women pressed even tighter, both beautiful Amazons slipping their arms down
around the other’s waist to grip her opponent’s hard, round ass. They spread
their hands on the other woman’s buttocks, sinking their fingers into the taut
flesh, and pulled each other in. Their rock-hard abdomens pressed tight, their
deep navels sucking at each other. Their massive, bulging tits compressed
between their biceps and grew even firmer as they thrust into each other even
harder, nipples spearing each other, areola grating and fusing. The women tilted
their pelvises forward and slowly, carefully, began rubbing and stroking their
engorged clits against each other, stabbing and grinding head to head,
corkscrewing and twisting the exquisitely sensitive organs into one mass of
erotic flesh. Wave after wave of excruciating pleasure burned up from their
stroking, twisting clits. Louise and Veronica sealed their mouths together, hot
tongues lapping and twining together, thick spit flowing between their
inosculated mouths. Soon, their tongues were moving in time to their battling
clits, the battle above mirroring the battle below.
Veronica and Louise both felt like they would die from the pleasure. Sheer
ecstasy burned and rippled through their locked, fused bodies with every beat of
their hearts. Their most exquisitely sensitive organs teased and caressed and
ground against each other relentlessly. Their bulging tits throbbed and pulsed
with heat. The women moved and rubbed flesh to flesh, their voluptuous bodies
constantly grinding in a continuous dance of erotic warfare. They kept their
mouths sealed together as they slowly, relentlessly, fucked each other to a
submissive orgasm. Ten minutes of stroking and grinding sexhorns turned to
twenty, then forty, then more than an hour of clit to clit fucking.
Louise was almost delirious with sexual pleasure. She felt like her entire body
had become one giant cunt, sucked and sealed and fused in every way to another
woman-sized genital. She felt like she and Veronica were slipping and sliding
into and around each other’s voluptuous flesh, their senses so over stimulated,
their bodies so aroused that they had become one flesh. Louise was in paradise
and she only wanted the clit to clit fucking to go on and on.
Veronica had exactly the same feelings. Her body was burning with erotic heat,
she felt joined to Louise in an unbreakable bond of flesh and sexual intimacy, a
shared bond of hatred and bile and irresistible desire. She could not imagine
anything better and more pleasurable than what she was doing with Louise right
now, except for the excruciating, unbearable orgasm that they were fucking each
other towards.
The women’s perfect bodies were aching with effort, their legs crying out in
pain as they struggled to remain upright, to remain locked together, even as
they kept their swollen, pulsing clits in constant contact. The pain of their
battle blended with the delicious pleasure to form a heady mixture of sensation.
Their bodies trembled with the combination of muscular strain and sexual
ecstasy. Sweat dripped from their bodies, mixing with the pussy juice as it
streamed down their thighs.
After nearly ninety minutes of clitfucking, Veronica
felt Louise’s rock-hard abdomen tighten against hers. She pushed back,
delighting in the feel of her muscles grating against Louise’s belly. Both women
were crying quietly, tears streaming down their faces as they fought to contain
the incredible pleasure burning in their cores. After another five minutes,
Louise’s belly rippled against Veronica’s again. Then, gasping, Louise pulled
hard on Veronica’s hair and broke their relentless kiss, their mouths jerking
apart in a spray of spit.
“Oh, oh fuck, fuck, fuck….,” Louise groaned. She had not cum yet, but she was on
the verge, fighting desperately to hold back the unbearable explosion of ecstasy
raging in her core, radiating from her engorged clit.
Veronica saw her chance. She pushed hard, causing Louise to lose her balance.
Slowly, agonizingly, Veronica rode Louise’s writhing, muscular body down to the
deck of the gazebo. The women spread themselves to each other, their powerful
bodies aligned, their shuddering cunts wide open and ravenously hungry.
Gathering all the power of her ass, Veronica thrust herself deep and hard into
Louise’s exposed twat. She felt her quim fuse and merge and spread Louise’s
matching cunt, she felt the soft pink petals of her labia mash and fold into
Louise’s labia. Veronica began rotating her powerful ass, drilling herself deep,
deep into Louise’s aching pussy, sucking and squeezing at the redhead’s cuntmeat
even as she rammed herself deep. The erotic sensations were unimaginably intense
and both women shrieked in shared ecstasy as their twats merged hungrily.
“Noooooo,” Louise cried, still struggling to hold on. She felt spread out and
violated by Veronica at her deepest level, her twat as tight as a drum, melting
with Veronica’s equally powerful twat. Louise sank her claws into Veronica’s
pumping ass, she bucked hard, answering all of Veronica’s thrusts with her own.
The women locked their mouths together once more in a vicious, consuming kiss as
they rode each other to the end. They writhed uncontrollably, they ground and
drilled their bodies as deeply and tightly together as they possibly could.
Louise and Veronica held each other’s asses for leverage as they fucked and
fucked to the finish.
“GOD, YES, YES, FUCK YESSSSS!!!,” Louise shrieked, breaking the kiss, throwing
back her head, wriggling her hips and ass and torso furiously. Her insides
convulsed in an unbearably powerful orgasm. She let loose a stream of cum so hot
and strong that she felt like she was peeing. The moment Veronica felt Louise’s
hot cum jetting up into her pussy, washing over their intertwined clits, bathing
the intersection of their grinding bodies, she let herself go, finally able to
truly enjoy fucking this incredible opponent. She thrust as hard as she could,
trying to take as much of Louise’s cum into herself as she could, but it was
only an instant later that Veronica felt her own intense orgasm arrive. She
erupted, injecting Louise’s cum, mixed with her own, back down into the
redhead’s convulsing body.
Groaning, screaming, crying out in sheer ecstasy, Louise and Veronica writhed
and rubbed their bodies together, their pussies sealed tight, their cunt lips
flattened and mashed together, their thick bushes twined and meshed in
unbreakable knots. They shared jets of boiling cum, clinging to each other as
they exchanged orgasm after orgasm.
“Ahh!! Aahhhh!! Aaaaaaahhhhh!!!,” Veronica cried, as she pumped her hot cum deep
into Louise’s body. Veronica threw back her head and powered her ass mercilessly
down into her enemy. She pulled viciously at Louise’s flame-red hair. Louise
gratefully accepted the burning juices, her legs spread wide, her back arched in
ecstasy, her toes curled in pleasure. Moments later, she pumped back much of
what she had received as orgasm after orgasm exploded out of her core.
For more than ten minutes, Louise and Veronica rode each other viciously,
fucking orgasm after orgasm out of each other, writhing in shared and unbearable
ecstasy, joined by their mutual hate and their overwhelming desire to completely
possess and dominate the other woman.
Finally, the orgasms subsided. The women lay together, their bodies twined,
Veronica sprawled on top of Louise. Their clits pulsed together, their heavy
tits remained crushed tight. Their magnificent bodies were covered in sweat and
cum. They panted furiously, their hearts pounding into each other through their
compressed tits. They rested cheek to cheek, their eyes closed as they struggled
to regain their senses.
Veronica stirred, then raised her head to look down at Louise, who turned her
head to look up at her dark-haired enemy. The women stared deeply into each
other’s eyes, nose to nose and lip to lip.
“First blood to me, whore,” Veronica murmured to her enemy. Her eyes flashed
with heat. Louise could feel Veronica’s still rock-hard clit pulsing against her
own rigid sexhorn.
“Fine,” Louise said, trying to hide her lust and excitement. “I”ll phone and
cancel my dinner date. Then, we go back to your place and start fucking again.”
Louise thrilled to the idea of locking up with Veronica, of fucking and fucking
and fucking until only one of them could stand. She knew that sex with Mark
could not begin to match the combination of erotic fury and competition and
ecstasy that she would experience when she pitted her luscious body, her womanly
power, against another erotic warrior like Veronica.
Veronica smiled, then pushed herself off of Louise. Their bodies peeled apart,
cunt hair tearing, slick, juicy pussies sucking apart in a spray of cum. Even
their navels separated with an audible pop. Sweat dripped from Veronica’s tits
onto Louise’s chest.
Veronica sat back on her ass in the center of the gazebo, her legs spread wide.
Louise sat up, even as she admired Veronica’s dripping, engorged pussy lips and
the thick, fat clit that protruded from Veronica’s cunt. Louise could not wait
to drive her own dripping twat deep, deep into depths of Veronica’s twat and
resume the fuckwar.
“Actually,” Veronica said with a malicious smile. “I”ve changed my mind. I don’t
think that I want to continue this tonight after all. You go to your date. I’ve
got other plans tonight, myself. Why don’t we meet tomorrow at my villa? It’s
house 213, near the lake.”
Louise almost screamed in frustrated rage. Her body was boiling, burning with
lust and need. The very idea of having to wait another day before she could lock
up with Veronica again almost drove her insane with rage and need. But she knew
what Veronica was doing. The last time they had fought, Louise had won by taking
advantage of Veronica’s uncontrollable lust to get her to admit that Louise was
the better woman. Now, Veronica was showing Louise her control. Louise had no
doubt that Veronica was every bit as sexually voracious as she was, that
Veronica wanted to take the redhead’s body every bit as desperately as Louise
wanted her. Louise was sure that if she attacked Veronica right now, if she
forced their bodies together, they would soon be locked together, fucking each
other senseless once more, unable to resist the pleasure and hate found between
their legs. But she knew that doing this would be an admission of weakness.
Trembling with rage and lust, Louise forced herself to smile.
“Well, if that’s what you want, Veronica, that’s fine with me.” Louise got
slowly to her feet. Veronica followed suit.
The naked woman stood only a few feet apart, their hands on their hips, their
swollen nipples and clits confronting each other. Their bodies were slicked with
sweat and cum. Erotic electricity and mutual lust flowed between them. The scent
of fully aroused womanhood permeated the air.
Veronica reached down and picked up her wrap. Slowly, she tied it around her
hips. She stepped into her sandals. Then, she walked over to the bench and
picked up her book and her sunglasses and a hat. She pulled on the glasses and
the hat. She smiled viciously.
“Well, then, I’ll see you tomorrow at six, Louise,” the dark-haired vixen
purred. “Try not to be too late. And don’t make any plans for the next day,
either. Who knows how long this will take?”
“I’ll be there,” Louise growled, barely able to contain her rage.
With a final smile and a wave, Veronica swayed out of the gazebo and up the
path, into the forest. She never bothered to turn around. Louise watched her go
with building rage and incredible lust and frustration. But she had to admit
that she admired the other woman’s self-control and her skill at playing games.
Louise tied her wrap around her hips, stepped into her sandals, pulled on her
sunhat and her glasses, then retrieved her bag. She had a little time before her
meeting with Mark, but she would need that time to return to her cabin and clean
up. Then, she would go to the restaurant and, hopefully, be able to concentrate
on her dinner with Mark and the hot sex that would follow. But, already, she
knew that this would not happen. Her body was burning with need for Veronica,
the cat fury was raging inside of her heart. She had to fuck Veronica into
submission. The wait was almost more than she could stand.
She swore that she would avenge herself on Veronica. Tomorrow would be here soon
enough, six o’clock would roll around eventually. And when it did, Louise would
meet and destroy her sexual rival completely.
The End