THE ISLAND OF FIGHTS AND SEX
Maura and Neha vs. MartieKelley and RavenKelly
The Island was divided in four sectors, starting from the center of the South part, where the only building was. It was a three stories building, the lower for games room, television 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, as well as for the observation tower from where the millionaires and their toys and the security guards could control the about forty cameras installed all over the compound. They invited frequently guests to the observation room.
A whim of the capricious owners, the island was devoted to women fights and sex. It was expensive but the service was great. Good accommodations, great food, weekly orgies, and lots of freedom except in the hours where fights were going on. The rest of the time, guests could walk around, swim or fish or sail around the island. Of course, sex were encouraged among the customers, even if they were from separate groups.
The regular clients were women that either liked the thrill of fighting and were looking for other fighters or, more frequently, challengers who wanted to fight in an open atmosphere and not just in motel rooms or basements. Also frequently, the fighters were friends who loved fighting and fucking also. That was the case of a recent fight of Maura and Neha versus Joan and Toni. Four nationalities, four loving bitches in heat. But there were many others and I try to tell more stories.
At the beginning of this story, Diana and Berta were naked, being ‘serviced’ by their ‘toys’,the young read heads, while they were listening to their head guardian about the next expedition of fighters, due to arrive on the boat from the mainland in a couple of hours. “The most substantial and interesting –Lena, the head guardian was saying-, is a group of corporate women executives from a leading company. Four mature women fighting for a dominant position on the Board of the Company”. “A funny excuse to tangle their bodies together”, said Berta, Laura’s head busy in her pussy, as Lynn was doing in Diana’s. Lena continued unmoved by the sexual scenes: “There are four single women that we will have to couple, from 23 to 39, athletic and beautiful with little experience. Maura and Neha again, against a couple of friends, Martie Kelley and one so called RavenKelly. An other two couples, rivals and also athletics from a lesbians club. So we have a full house, ladies”. “Thanks, Lena, get sure all is prepared for the reception and the rooms. And yes, I remember Maura and Neha, great fighters and better fuckers. See you later”. Diana referred to the orgy after the fights had been finished, in which all the participants mixed with the owners in splendid aperitifs and tapas, a fantastic and exotic dinner, drinks free and the orgy, where Maura and Neha overcame the rest in lust and resistance.
That’s why when the ship arrived with the admired guests, Diana and Berta made a point of receiving Maura and Neha effusively with hot kisses. They introduced their new friends and challengers, Martie Kelley and Ravenkelly. In the welcome party, the group of Executive women were apart, not mixing much after the polite greetings at the beginning. They made good friends with the two couples from the lesbian club in San Francisco. There were attractive, athletic and middle aged. Lots of flirt between all of them. All blondes, Theresa, Mandy, Lina and Lana. They told they fought for fun, and, like the Corporate Executives, they elected the Board of the Club every year like that. “We don’t try to kill each other, just have fun and dominate sexually”, Theresa said and added: I won last year and am the Chairwoman, but those sluts want to throw me of my position”. “Oh, that’s because you have been too long, sweetie”, Lana said. “That is because I have won three years in a row”. “That’s why we are here, darling”, Mandy said. “Exactly, and you will have to take me… Or Lina, who is the second”. In Maura’s opinion, Theresa was the sexiest, but for Neha it was Mandy. They bet in secret.
What in the group was clear was the intense sexual rivalry between Martie and Maura. The latin blood of the Spaniard and the American Indian origin of the American seemed like a perfect complement for an explosion. Not that the Indian lady, Neha or the younger American, Kelly were not sensual, but those two were like springs. Diana ordered the security chief, Lena, to take special care to tape all of those two. But she added also special instructions to follow up the Executives. “They seem to hate each other, remember I don’t want deaths here”.
The Executives were assigned the South West sector, the closest to the house, to facilitate the guards intervention if necessary. The challengers, Martie Kelley and Raven Kelly would be the hunters, in the North East sector. So Maura and Neha walked to their sector earlier. They had an advantage: they knew the place, though some features were changed. They walked the path separating the sectors and they got as far as the beach, a stretch of sand surrounded by palm trees. Just before the last line of trees was one of the hidden pits.
After a long time, undoubtedly they had been careful in their advance, they appeared, separated about ten yards. Kelly on the left, Martie on the right, in front of Neha. They started, and with her peculiar fiery character, she attacked Neha. Crash!!! The false floor under her feet gave and she fell into the muddy pit. Neha didn’t doubt and jumped on the pit on top of her. Kelly and Maura heard the screams of both, but looked at each other and clinched body to body, Soon they were on the sand, rolling over, punching and kneeing and screaming as they hurt each other. Maura always had thought Kelly seemed not too strong, but her fists hurt as her teeth on her shoulder. Maura bite her back and she groaned, then they entered the water rolling over each other. For a time Maura was under and couldn’t breath, with the bitch Kelly pushing her down. When Maura got to emerge, she was coughing, with tears, and breathing hard. The “sweet” Kelly grabbed her hair and pulled her off the water to the edge and proceeded to beat her hard, kicks and punches on every inch of her body.
Kelly only stopped to watch Neha and Martie appearing from the pit, beating each other brutally. They knew each other well and the result could be any. They were muddy, dirty and stinky, in a ferocious hug, theirs nails clawing, their mouths biting and their knees hitting repeatedly their crotches. Both were enduring the pain like amazons, the Indian women and the American woman (her Native American blood showing) were strong and decided to win. They were on the sand, in a double lock of thighs on neck practically impossible to break. Kelly looked at the apparently semiconscious Maura and stepped up to help her partner. Moment in which Maura sprang, kicked her in the back and sent her face first on the tangle of the other two. Then she jumped and the four tangled together in a mix of arms and legs, all for all. Neha grabbed Kelly’s hair and pulled, making the younger girl scream and kick Neha between the legs, which never arrived fortunately for Neha. Both locked in embrace, kneeing and punching each other, while besides them Maura and Martie had their first encounter body to body of the day.
Half hour later, the four were exhausted, no one with a clear advantage, sweaty, bruised and stinky. The filth of the pit had transferred also to Maura and Kelly’s bodies, and the four slithered to the sea and swam playfully, the salty water helping to heal their bruises and relax the sore muscles. They laid under the sun, getting hot until they hugged, Maura with Kelly and Neha with Martie, and fucked for one long hour before going back to the house.
They were not the first to arrive. The four women from the Lesbian Club were already eating voraciously. As Theresa said, the sex open your appetite. Apparently, they had been sex fighting and Mandy had the advantage at the moment. She had won 3 to 1 to Lana, Theresa had defeated Lina 3-2, Lina y Lana had brought a draw, and Mandy and Theresa had decided to stop also in a 2-2 draw. They were all uninjured and happy, though the challenges for next day never stopped.
The athletic single women who had been coupled by the organization came after. It seemed that their fury had not been high, they had only scratches and a few minor bruises and they said they had had a great time. For at least two of them fighting was a new experience.
Finally, the Corporate Executive women appeared, accompanied by two guards. The guards had cancelled the fight for excessive violence. One of them came limping, helped by one of the athletic security women. The four had blood on the faces and bodies, two had black closed eyes. As Berta commented, if they devoted so much intent in making their Corporation work, it will be a success story. Nevertheless, Diana told them in clear terms that if they didn’t moderate their fights the next day, the helicopter would bring them to the mainland without refunds.
In any case, the next day was of rest. In general, the women visited the Island, the different beaches, and they swam in the calm and blue sea or lay on the house beach, where they were supplied with good and drinks all day. The groups mixed, laughed, flirted, and the atmosphere was joyful, even in the corporate women, whose injuries were healing with the salt water and the sun and abundant liniment of course.
The following day was the second of fighting. The only difference being that the hunters of the first day would be the hunted. Martie and Kelly crossed the path and entered their sector. Opposite that what Maura and Neha had done, they hid just a few meters from the entrance of the sector, among thick shrub. As soon as their opponents crossed cautiously close, both jumped and surprised them. In seconds, the four were rolling on the grass, kneeing and punching each other. This time Maura and Martie, while Neha fought Kelly. Maura and Martie were so well matched that their fight was very balanced. Their naked bodies, soon brilliant of sweat, rolled and rolled, without no one really dominating. Between Kelly and Neha was more difference of size, in favor of the Indian woman, but Kelly, as she had proved against Maura, compensated with great fierceness, her punches as hard as any and several tricky locks.
After one full hour of furious fighting body to body, they needed to rest. They were sweaty, stinky and bruised. They went to the closest pond and swam and got fresh. Then started again. When after almost another hour Neha submitted Kelly, they saw Maura and Martie finger fucking as furiously as they had beaten each other before. As happened with Neha and Maura, the Spanish and the American women were too well matched, so they had gone to sex to try and dominate the other. They were sucking and biting nipples to each other, sucking tongues, fisting their stretched pussies.
Maura lost. In spite of all her experience, the American woman fucked her to orgasm and she had to scream in rage and pleasure when she squirted in Martie’s fist and then in her mouth when she pulled her hand out of the Spaniard’s cxnt. Meanwhile, Neha and Kelly were kissing and fondling, starting to fuck also. One hour later, and after a switch of couples, happy and relaxed, they started back to the Mansion, no more than 20 minutes far.
That night, they attended to the Corporate Executives exclusion. They had insisted in trying to kill each other with rocks and wood sticks and two of them were seriously wounded. The helicopter came to pick them up to the mainland.
The following day was another lazy time, walking, swimming, eating, fucking... nothing new.
But Friday would be a definitive day. Maura, Neha, Martie and Kelly would fight for a definitive winner couple. Also the Lesbian Club women, who were neck and neck in their sexual fights. The athletic single women, were more interested in the fight and the experience than in actually winning. They were having lots of fun and getting friendly with each other.
By their own decision, Maura and Neha and their opponents decided to walk together and fight on the beach like the first day. They brought a bag with strap cocks, just in case they wanted to decide the winner sexually.
Maura wanted to beat Kelly, to avenge the first day defeat, so they went into a furious fistfight, which was broken by a kick of Kelly between Maura’s legs who made the Spaniard scream and think it was impossible she would lose again with the younger girl. Meanwhile, Neha and Martie were rolling on the sand body to body, locked of arms and legs, groaning of the effort of two strong fighters. Maura recovered with a big effort, and Kelly, overconfident, gave her too much time. The Spaniard got in all fours, seemingly tired ant closer to the younger girl. Kelly was smiling when Maura jumped laterally, her left foot slammed on Kelly’s face and the American girl screamed when she felt blood spurting from her nose. Maura was fast, grabbed Kelly’s long hair and pulled her right into the sea, pushed her face under the water and staid there for about a minute. She lifted the head and Kelly’s face came up, spurting water and coughing. Maura repeated the treatment three or four times and when Kelly’s face appeared for the last time, she was semiconscious and crying desperately. Maura walked to the bag they had carried and extracted a strap on, which she started to wear, while kicking Kelly on her sides. Before Kelly could recover totally, Maura was between her legs, pushed the she cock in her pussy and started fucking her. Kelly screamed and tried to beat Maura, but the Spaniard pinned her arms to the sand and fucked her fiercely.
Still more fiercely were Martie and Neha fighting . Sweaty, bruised and scratched, grunting and screaming, the two beauties were using all their strength in their incredible battle. When finally they came together, they looked at each other and, without words, they went into the scissor position and started tribbing with the same heat than in the fight. Their pussies locked tightly, their big boobs bouncing spit sliding from their mouths, and sweat rolling down their bodies, the two sexual animals orgasmed three times before kissing and declaring no winner, no loser.
They were just in time to watch Maura and Kelly in a furious sixty nine in what was the fourth orgasm of both hot women.
They went into the sea to swim and clean and went back to the house, where they declare a full draw among the four women. They learned that the women from the Lesbian Club had got the same results than the previous year.
That night was the usual dinner and orgy courtesy of Diana and Berta.
