For this story I have created a special environment that, if successful, I intend to use in future fights. As usual, comments and criticisms are welcome.
The Island was divided in four sectors, starting from the center, where the only building was. It was a three stores building, the lower for games, television room, games room, dining room and kitchen. Behind the kitchen it was an area for the service, a dozen women with several functions, including the security of the compound. In the second floor there were eight rooms for guests and the third floor was reserved for the owners, Diana and Berta, two mature millionaire lesbians and their ‘toys’, currently two 19 years old redheads, Lynn and Laura.
The guests this time were twelve women of several ages, who came there to play. The game was the Hunt. The capricious and wicked owners had bought the island and created the game. The guests usually were beautiful women of various ages with something in common: their passion for fighting, from brutal to sexual. They usually came in pairs, sometimes looking for other couples to fight, frequently in prearranged challenges with other couples.
This was the case of Maura and Neha, the Spanish and Indian friends, who had been challenged by the Canadian J. Joan and the Australian Toni. Except Neha, the youngest, the other three were bout 50, fit and experienced, great bodies and dirty minds. Not all had met each other, but Maura, the Canadian and the Australian had had their share of fights and sex too. Of course, Neha and Maura were very intimate friends with many hours of bed and also their share of hard fights.
They met at the reception cocktail party offered by Diana and Berta, always accompanied by their ‘toys’. They met also the other guests, two of the couples also for prearranged fights and the rest to look for partners during the week they were suppose to be in the Island, There were flirts and challenges, lots of humor, many sexual innuendos, all directed by the more than experienced owners, who explained the rules. Knowing that many fights could get vicious and dangerous, they made it clear that through a sophisticated control system, the security of the compound, all athletic and professional women, would interfere in any fight with risk of lethal damage. “We love women fights as we love women sex, but we don’t want deaths in the Island”, Diana expressed very clearly. They showed a map of the compound , advised all on many ‘tricks’ and ‘surprises’ they could encounter and finally decided the couples not previously decided and the sectors. The four ladies without couple were assigned their opponents.
Our four protagonists were friendly flirty and challenging, especially animated with the drinks and food during dinner. They were rivals in fighting but friends, and all of them had had frequent sex with the others. In fact one of the biggest motivations for their fights, like in most cases of the other women, was the sexual excitement involved in most fights and the need to reaffirm their sexual dominance. Which seemed to be impossible mission, since in the fights between the three mature women the alternatives were constant and it was difficult to decide who of the three was better or even hotter. The same had happened between Maura and Neha who,in her many confrontations on their way to their firm friendship the draws were more than the wins.
After dinner, the four went to the room that Joan and Toni were going to share during the week and, with enormous amounts of alcohol, had hot sex for several hours, in spite that the fights would start a little later than sunrise.
In the early morning the eight couples of nude women, wearing only moccasins, were excitedly ready to start the first Hunt. One of the couples of each sector would run into the forest and wait for their opponents who will start the chase fifteen minutes later. They had been shown the several traps and tricks prepared by the owners, while the hunters were not given clues.
The first to go were Joan and Toni, while Maura and Neha waited for the signal. When it was their time, both walked decidedly to the forest out of view of the house, except for the monitors in the owners quarters where both, accompanied by the muscular security women would control all the Hunts.
Maura and Neha walked cautiously, separated about 15 yards, without losing the other from view. Neha was the first to make contact with one of the hunted. It was Toni, the Australian, who jumped on the Indian girl’s back from a low branch of a tree. Maura looked and thought of going in her help but Neha doubled over, grabbed behind Toni’s neck and the Australian flew before falling on her belly painfully. When Neha got to her, Toni was waiting for her on her feet. They clinched and started punching and kneeing each other. Maura looked around and detected Joan about ten meters ahead. She was in a fighting stance, arms extended, and challenged Maura to go. The Spaniard run a few meters… and CRASH… The floor disappeared under her feet and she fell about one meter into the clever trap and into viscous mud. She said “fuck”, trying to get on her feet, when she felt a hand grabbing her hair and pulling hard and immediately a punch on her jaw. Fortunately, she slipped and the punch only razed her. Maura grabbed the wrist and pulled, feeling more than seeing Joan falling also in the muddy hole. Both started punching and kneeing in the semi darkness, not very effectively but noisily. Maura yelled: “Let’s go up and out, bitch”. They grabbed two ropes hanging and climbed up from the hole. Their bodies were black and slippery of pestilent mud when they clinched body to body and rolled on the grass down a slope, biting and scratching, grunting like animals. Like all their previous fights, they were almost brutal, violent, like enemies in hate, that they weren’t. At the end of the slope they fell into a small pond and they were for a moment underwater, where they continued locked, legs entangled, arms around the necks, and fist punching bellies and tits.
Neha and Toni were still punching and kneeing each other. They endured the pain like amazons, but it seemed clear than the younger Indian was punishing the older Australian. Suddenly, Toni’s knee impacted directly on Neha’s crotch and the Indian woman screamed and rolled far from her opponent with her hands between her legs. Toni stepped up, grabbed the beautiful dark mane of Neha and pulled hard, making her body slide on the abrupt surface while kicking her sides with her feet.
In the pond, Joan and Maura stood on the water with half their bodies under. They had an arm around their necks and the other under the water, evidently punching their bellies. Suddenly, Joan kneeded Maura on her crotch and while the Spanish woman fell in the water in pain, grabbing her pussy, Joan got out of the water and ran into the forest again. After she recovered, Maura was going to chase her when she realized that Toni was beating Neha hard. As silently as she could, Maura got on Toni’s back and kicked her on her kidney brutally. Toni freed Neha and confronted Maura. The Spanish woman yelled to Neha to chase Joan and signaled the direction she had taken.
Neha ran and Toni and Maura tangled hard. “Long time, whore!”, Toni yelled as they smashed their strong bodies and grabbed each other hairs. “Yes, slut, since the last time I kicked your sorry ass”, yelled Maura. In a minute they were rolling on the hard floor, biting their necks until both felt the other blood taste and scratching their tits unmercifully.
Far from them, Neha met unexpectedly Joan. She was waiting probably for Maura, behind a big tree. Even with Neha being careful, Joan managed to get behind her and lock her left arm around her neck, while hitting hard with her right fist on the Indian woman kidney. Neha screamed but reacted immediately by launching her right elbow to Joan’s crotch. Joan screamed and let go, to cover her genitals with both hands. Neha hit her repeatedly on her tits and belly until Joan collapsed and signaled Neha to stop. From nowhere, one of the security ladies appeared, touched Neha and signaled she had won. The Indian girl helped Joan on her feet, both kissed and walked to look for the other two.
They found them fisting each other brutally, their faces and tits bleeding and their bodies dirty and full of black marks. A sudden kick of Maura between Toni’s legs ended virtually the fight. When Toni doubled over, Maura punched her nape and the Australian got down on her belly. The same security woman that had appeared before, materialized again from nowhere and signaled the end of the fight.
They all kissed and embraced as if a few minutes before they hadn’t been hurting each other viciously. They went back to the house, where Diana and Berta received them and sent their ‘toys’ to help them to heal their bruises and to clean their bodies.
They met later with other fighters. Two couples hadn’t appeared yet, but the rest were there, fresh as roses, like if they hadn’t been fighting also. When they appeared, it was clear that their fights had been hard and even brutal. The four were in their thirties, strong and, differently of us, who after the fights were friends, they hated each other. Diana took well care of separating the two couples during drinks and dinner. The two brunettes, Sara and Shelli and the two redheads, Sheila and Jenna, couldn’t be left together alone. Talking with Sara and Shelli, Maura and Neha learnt that the two couples had been enemies for years, had fought lots of times and, as Shelli said: “We know one day we will kill each other”.
That was not their case, because that night they fucked for almost three hours. Toni was tastier as ever, but Joan was not less tasty. They were hard into anal after the first two orgasms and had other two fucking each other asses. Joan was especially horny and she ended up sleeping in Maura’s arms, while Neha did it in Toni’s.
The next day Neha and Maura were supposed to be the hunted and Toni and Joan the hunters. The Indian-Spanish couple were given instructions and they went together to prepare their tricks and traps. In twenty minutes they saw Joan and Toni walking carefully, measuring their steps, separated about 10 meters. Neha was hiding and Maura was in full view, in fighting stance, when they saw her. Like Joan the previous day, Maura had a trap between them. But Joan was not dumb. She signaled to Toni and both ran around the trap, coming to Maura. She was in a stretch of grass when Joan slammed on her. Toni was going to help her partner when Neha appeared from under a shrub and stopped her cold with a kick in her belly.
Joan and Maura rolled embraced and legs entangled, cheek to cheek, smelling each other and clawing their nails on their backs. As it happened to them frequently they got aroused in their body to body fight and soon they were sex fighting, their fingers in their pussies, their mouths sucking their sweaty nipples. Neha was beating the hell out of Toni, and if they were aroused they hid it very well, because they were bleeding and punching and biting. Groaning like animals, calling them names, launching ferocious kicks to their pussies with more intention than success. They had even peed on each other and their bodies were dirty of blood, pee and sand. If the others hadn’t seen them fucking passionately during the night they would had thought they hated each other to death. In fact, that is what one of the security ladies thought, because suddenly she materialized and stopped the furious fight. She didn’t pay any attention to Joan and Maura, but invited them to bath in the near pond and go back to the house.
Joan won in the fight. Maura came first, squirting on Joan and even peeing too, then Joan straddled Maura’s face and fucked her tongue until she also squirted in Maura’s mouth. They had finished early and were instructed to go back to the house, shower and go up to the observation room, where Diana and Berta, with her ‘toys’ and a couple of guardians, offered them drinks and they could watch other fighters. They watched Sara and Sheila and thought their fights were nice and loving dances compared with them. They attacked each other brutally, with hate, and they used sticks and stones. They bled profusely and I heard Berta saying in a mic: “Stop them”. A guardian materialized, but it was almost too late. Sheila had hit Sara on the forehead with a stone and when she was bleeding on the floor, she was prepared to hit her again. A guardian held her arm and ordered her to let the stone go, then to accompany her to the house. Sheila made intention of attacking the guard, but she produced an electrical stick and the red head was on her back shaking in one second. In the next minutes other two guards appeared with a stretcher to bring Sara to the house. Another guard appeared where Shelly and Jenna were fighting as brutally as the other two and cancelled the fight. In the control room, Diana gave instructions, In less than one hour, Sara, still unconscious and Shelly were in a helicopter to the mainland. Sheila and Jenna were locked in a room until the end of the week. “My rules are not to be broken”, Diana said.
The next day was a variation. During dinner, Diana had announced that, since all the couples were formed by friends, meaning no real hate like the four girls of the cancelled fight, and that the atmosphere between all the rest was friendly, Berta had has an idea that she explained looking for general approval. They were going to divide the area in three sectors, instead of four. A third would be the North of the Island and the other two would be South East and South West. That meant that the couples occupying the North should cross either of the other two sectors. And then it came the proposal. Whoever needed to go north could meet the occupants of the crossing sector, who would try to avoid them crossing. “You mean we have to fight them?”, Toni asked. “Unless you are scared”, laughed one of the other fighters, a corpulent blonde called Missy. “I am not scared of any fat blonde”, Maura laughed. “Well, hope you don’t cross our path tomorrow”; said her opponent in the same sector, a brunette as corpulent as the blonde, named Myrna. Apparently, in their own fight, they were in a draw.
The fact was that since they were two couples and the other were just one on one, they were assigned the North, which meant they had to cross the other sectors before actually getting to their own fight zone. Neha and Maura chose cross west, where Myrna and Missy would be. Joan and Toni would cross the East, where the other two girls would be, another blonde, Kristy, and a red head, Brenda. It was stated that if none of the two teams could cross the assigned areas, the two girls of East and West would fight to establish a winner.
They fucked as every night and in the next morning, after a light breakfast, got ready for the fights. When they started, the other girls had left for their positions, and they would be waiting for them.
The four started together, Joan and Toni on the right, to enter the East, while Maura and Neha went to the East but they were all the time watching the others. Maura and Neha walked slowly, attentive but still they saw Kristy and Brenda take by surprise Toni and Joan. They left them defend themselves and concentrate in their path. They were also surprised when, arriving to the border of an open grassy space, they saw Missy and Myrna, standing side by side, calm and smiling. They advanced and soon the four were toes to toes and nose to nose. “So, you are not scared of a fat blonde?”, almost spitted Missy on Maura’s face. “Neha, are we scared of those fatties?”, The Spaniard asked her partner. “You now we are not, sweets”, said Neha and added on the face of Myrna: “Do you think we are scared, fatty?”. Myrna smiled and spitted on her face and that was the signal for them to clinch and start fighting body to body. They both had big boobs and hairy pussies and armpits. Missy bear hugged Maura and they struggled boobs to boobs around until they fell on the grass and started rolling with legs tangled. Missy was strong, but not too fit, probably a good eater. Her skin was smooth and with a faint scent of sweat. She got on top and started grinding her pussy on Maura’s while her mouth covered Maura’s lustily and her tongue penetrated in her mouth. Maura looked and saw Neha sex fighting cxnt to cxnt with Myrna. It was evident the robust women had decided to submit them sexually. Maura thought that Missy was sexy and knew how to excite a woman, but didn’t think she had fucked much during the night, so making her cum was difficult, and she also thought she had much more experience than the blonde. Maura got on top, started grinding harder as she teased her ass with her fingers and Missy erupted in about fifteen minutes like a fountain. Maura kissed her, straddled her until she came, patted her ass and told her maybe that night in the house they could have more fun. She had been fast, but Neha was already waiting for her, Myrna still trembling on the grass. “Not bad at all, but too easy”, Neha laughed. They kissed exchanging the fatties tastes and advanced to their meeting with Joan and Toni.
They got at least half hour later, when the Spanish and the Indian women were taking precautions just in case Kristy and Brenda had beaten their friend and were coming after them. But finally Neha whispered: “I smell Toni’s cxnt”. Maura laughed silently. They had climbed to a low but thick tree and jumped on Joan and Toni before they could react. Besides their smells, they could see they were sweaty, bleeding and full of bluish marks. They let them stand up and looked at them. “Hey, girls, what happened? You better clean up and rest before confronting us or we are going to fuck you too easily”, Neha said seriously. They shrugged and let them accompany them to the closest pond to wash. Apparently, Kristy and Brenda were two ferocious fighters and it took a lot of pain and time for them to submit them. “Well, you have to see them”, laughed Joan. “I think they need the help of the Security girls to go back to the house”, laughed Toni.
They started soon. Neha with Joan, Maura with Toni. They went immediately sexual, hard but sexual. The latter bear hugged and kissed, pushing their tongues in their mouths with intention of smothering each other. Neha and Joan kissed more sensuously, while their hands caressed their hairy pussies. Toni and Maura slammed their mounds hard, their nipples on the others, their hands clawing nails on their asses. Both groaned of painful pleasure. Biting tongues, slamming cxnts and pressing tits hard. Neha and Joan went down to the grass and rolled with their legs tangled and thighs rubbing cxnts. They were clearly trying to out fuck the other. Maura pushed three fingers in Toni’s cxnt. She grunted a “puta” and clawed three fingers in Maura’s. They were standing up, legs open for balance, and they started spitting on their faces. Their cxnt smells were powerful and mixed with the smells of Neha and Joan and with the odor of sweat of the four. Neha and Joan’s screamed when they came simultaneously and the other two saw them continuing fucking without rest. Toni’s claws were making effect in Maura’s cxnt, but the Spaniard fucked her faster and they also came together, their juices sliding thru their fingers and their groins and thighs. Toni grunted “piggy whore” and sent a hard fist to Maura’s belly. The Spanish women grunted but held on her and punched her back close to her mound. They grabbed each other hairs and pulled painfully as they bite on each other’s necks while sending punches to their tits and bellies for long time. The smell of blood added to the other smells. Maura tripped Toni and both went heavily to the grass, rolling over each other for dominance, biting necks and clawing tits. They heard Neha and Joan cumming again and saw them moving into sixty nine, with the Indian woman on top. Maura got also on top of Toni, who left a knee and kicked her on the crotch. Maura screamed but punched her on the mouth repeatedly, while enduring the pain in her crotch. Toni almost passed, but the old bitch endured the pain also and both exchanged punches and scratches again. They were in savage mood, hurting each other. Toni rolled Maura and got on top, her boobs pressing and her crotch on Maura’s. Suddenly, Toni leaned over and kissed Maura while grinding her bush on hers. They felt the immense pleasure of their sexes together, as in many other occasions, and they exploded together in a terrific orgasm.
They rested a little, looking at Joan and Neha who were also on their backs, still gushing juices, their faces soaked and sticky from their sixty nine cum, breathing hard and apparently exhausted. But they knew better. In a minute, both were sitting on the grass, thighs in scissor and they slammed their cxnts and started grinding. Toni kissed Maura, and said loud: “Whore, I will make you cum with my tongue”. Maura laughed and said: “We will see who comes first, slut”. They put their heads between the other sweaty thighs, laterally, and buried their tongues in each other cxnts and two fingers in their asses. They groaned all the time, sucking and fingering, slapping butts from time to time, and came twice together before deciding to go into the scissoring position also. The cxnt fight between Neha and Joan was sensuous but almost violent. They slammed cxnts and ground them fiercely, grabbing their tits and scratching, while spitting on each other and grunting like animals. Toni and Maura sat with their hands under their asses, kissing passionately and grinding also their pussies. The smells of the four would probably be smelled in the house, so intense it was. Maura felt also the smell of pee and saw Neha and Joan peeing on each other while fucking non stop. Maura let go her own pee on Toni’s cxnt and the Australian woman grunted and started peeing on Maura too. They came twice simultaneously but never stopped.
The scream of Joan: “Fuck, bitch!!!!!”, when she came while my Indian friend continue fucking her was loud, but Toni’s when Maura made her cum was louder. “Damn Spanish putaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!”.
Maura and Neha had won. Instead of mounting Joan, Neha offered Maura the pleasure. So, Maura straddled Joan’s face and Neha did the same on Toni’s. They made both cum with their expert tongues. Then the four went to the nearest pond and swam for a while, recovering and cleaning themselves before going back to the house.
The girls they had defeated on thei way to their sector were already there, dressed and they had watched their fights. They noticed the marks in arms and faces of Brenda and Kristy as a result of their fights with Joan and Toni. But they, as Myrna and Missy, were all friendly.
Someone commented: “Hope you all are fit for Diane and Berta’s orgy tonight”.
But that’s another story.
