POTLUCK PIES: Kathy vs Evelyn
by HG Hunt
Chapter 11
The clit and cunt war hit its peak.
Their entire focus was on their clits and pussies as Kathy
ground vigorously from above at Evelyn below, who in turn
did her best to match Kathy’s explosive gyrations. Soon the
women were pushed to the point of no return. While their
clits felt like they were merging as one, the violent
ripples of orgasm hit Evelyn hard, very hard. Her clit was
as enlarged and as sensitive as it had ever been and the
shudders that flowed in waves sent her pussy gushing juices
out like a Paris fountain in springtime. Her slit quivered
and vibrated sending shock waves to her brain and back over
and over repeatedly. Thirty seconds later Kathy followed
suit. How she did it is hard to know, but she managed to
keep on her feet and grind, thrust, and grind some more down
into Evelyn’s still writhing cunt like she wanted to drill a
new mile deep well inside her cunt. Her own orgasm sent
ripples of pleasure coursing through her veins, deep into
every nook and cranny of her being. Their two orgasms,
overlapping for a brief moment were the inevitable
consequence of their actions, but the inevitability of it
did not detract from the power of the moment.
“Ooooooooooooooooo.” Evelyn let out a low and soft groan,
“fuck,” she sighed in an almost inaudible breath.
Kathy’s own orgasm was accompanied by her own words: “God.
Oh God. Fuck. Ooooooooooooooooo Godddddddddddd.”
Sated from her orgasm, Evelyn diminished her gyrations,
letting her orgasm fade as she now felt overwhelmed by the
intensity of the orgasm and the effort she had given to
their battle. Her legs felt weak. Her arms were listless.
Her brain needed a re-charge. Kathy too was tired and a rest
would have done her good, but she still maintained a sliver
of doubt as to the finality of the outcome. After all this
had been a sexual fight orgy that needed a victor. She had
forced Evelyn to come first, but it was very close and a
tight battle. She wanted Veronica for herself and she wanted
Evelyn to acknowledge the fact that Kathy was superior. She
wanted the victory even more now than before. So as tired as
she was she only fell off to the side of Evelyn for a brief
moment to recover before she went for round two.
Her orgasm had only subsided a few moments before, but she
reached over and with her fingers started exploring Evelyn’s
pussy that way for the first time. Evelyn stirred, but only
barely. Kathy wanted to gain further advantage so she swung
her leg across Evelyn’s torso and sat forcibly down on her
large boobs, a perch from which she could now freely explore
Evelyn’s still exposed mound of thick bush and the
underlying delicate tissues underneath. Evelyn’s arousal had
waned significantly in the past few minutes, but her
feminine hormonal instincts and were not shut down
completely. However her energy for seeking and benefiting
from those feelings had left her due to the intensity of
physical exertion that depleted her store of vigor. Both
hands actively engaged began vigorous exploration of those
smooth and convoluted folds of Evelyn’s pleasure cave.
Expertly relying on her own feminine skill she soon
persuaded those exquisitely crafted lady parts to a renewed
insistence on reaching fulfillment with another orgasm. This
one came even sooner than the last. Her arousal soared
higher and higher quickly and then plateaued for a brief
minute or so before the sensations decimated her clit in
wave after wave of orgiastic pleasure as Kathy’s fingers
vigorously vibrated her pleasure bud and other fingers
buried deep in her soaking cunt. It hit like a freight train
and thundered through her brain to deplete her reserves even
more.
Kathy grinned from her perch atop Evelyn and as tired as she
was herself, she felt another moment or so of forcing sexual
submission from her foe would cement her supreme status
between these two women that had been long simmering from
afar and today was recognized as the day to settle the
matter. This time she felt the submissive posture and muscle
tone beneath her and knew she could push further without
much, or any at all, push back. She swapped directions and
lowered her hips between Evelyn’s legs which remained
promiscuously wide. With Evelyn’s pussy still barely
finished with her second orgasm, Kathy hunched her bushy
mound towards that pink opening and started her own rhythmic
thrusting motions that would do justice to any man’s cunt
pounding lust. Humping her hairy mound into that overly
stimulated pussy evinced cries of “No”, “please stop,” “no!”
and more. Those cries from the defeated woman only forced
Kathy’s urge for unquestioningly supremacy to keep the
friction going. This time Evelyn’s bodies “need” for sexual
release came slower and harder, having already been sated
twice in a short period of time, but the biology of arousal
worked again and after four or five minutes of constant
hairy pounding down there she approached, reached, and
finished another orgasm. This time it was way too much for
her and as the throes of orgasm faded and her eyes closed,
Evelyn passed out from the pleasure.