After our recent fights on the beach, neither Jumping Joan nor I were satisfied. I was the final loser and Joan had got good beatings from Vanessa and even Kelly Anne. And even if she won me in the last and decisive fight, she remembered our fight in the water when she almost drowned. So, I called her.
“Hey, bitch, I am not happy with you winning me on the beach, and I suppose you are not that happy either thinking that you have been beaten more times than anybody else”. “Well, as a matter of fact I was going to call you to challenge you. Something between you and me, nobody else”, she said. “What’s in your wicked mind?”, I asked. “A full day of beating each other until one gives up. I want a full all ways fight”. Joan answered. “It sounds great. Time we decide who is the best bitch. You thinking of including sex fight?”. “Of course, wrestling, boxing, strapons and sex fight. Ok with you?”. “Perfect. Only condition as usual, respect our beautiful faces”. “Agreed. Why you don’t come over for dinner, so we can start early in the morning?”. “Oh, yes, and we would sleep like little angels after dinner?”, I laughed. “More like after fucking our brains off. Let’s have an early dinner so we have time and still can be rested for the fights”.
I wore one of my sexiest outfits and went to Joan’s home. She was gorgeous, sensual and provocative. I wonder always why we can get excited beating each other like animals, which happens also with Vanessa, when sexually we are so attracted that our fucks are epic.
We had a very nice dinner (didn’t know Joan was such a good cook), talked about the next day, drank copiously and went to bed early to fuck. As usual, our three hours of great fucking were fantastic. Eight glorious orgasms perfectly coordinated and in several positions.
The next morning it was not as early as we had anticipated, but still long time ahead. A light breakfast and Joan guided me to the secluded garden where we were going to fight. We smelled of our sexual night but we knew we were going to smell worse after our fights.
The garden was not big, it had even a small pool and hedges around which made us invisible from the surrounding houses. We were naked. She kissed me on the mouth, whispered “no holds barred, whore” and her fist crashed brutally on my lower belly. I fell in agony to the grass and Joan started to kick my ribs and hips with no mercy. It has started with a unexpected beating and I was tempted to yell “I GIVE”, but I am too stubborn and knew I could endure the pain and hell! the fight was just starting. I got the beating and rolled fast as far as I could from Joan. She followed me and jumped to crash her feet on my hurt body. I knew her well and knew she would de that. I rolled on my side, swept my left leg to her legs, tripping her and when she started to fall I kicked her pussy. She screamed, grabbed her crotch with her hands and her eyes filled with tears. I stood up fast, kicked her between her tits and when she fell on her back, it was me who jumped and my feet landed on her belly brutally. Joan screamed again and tried to roll far from me, but I grabbed her hairy crotch and punched her belly repeatedly. I decided to let her recover and I waited for her to stand up. When she stood, we attacked together, crashing our tits hard, clawing our nails on our backs and struggled around. In body to body we were of very similar volume and strength. We fell to the grass and rolled over hitting and kicking each other, our big tits mashed, our hairy pussies tangled as well as our legs. We were sweating and breathing hard for the effort. We punished our tits and bellies with brutal punches, grunting of pain, spitting on our faces and biting our necks. I felt Joan’s fingers enter my soaked pussy and I pushed thee of mine in her cxnt. We finger fucked roughly, hurting each other but getting aroused. When our mouths locked in a ferocious kiss/bite, we moaned of pleasure mixed with pain. We came. And we separated, standing up and looking at each other. We were hurting all over, though our juices were sliding down our thighs and our eyes were lusty. “A rest?”, I asked. “Tired, bitch?”, Joan said. I answered launching my fist on her tits. In seconds we were tangled again. It was clear no one was going to give up. About one hour later we were totally exhausted, sweaty, sore and hurt all over our bodies. “Ok, let’s have a drink. It is clear we are equally beasts at this thing”.
We went to the garden again and clinched to wrestle. Body to body, tits to tits, it was an exercise of strength and ability. We went soon to the grass, rolling and trying locks on the other. We were very similar in size and weight and our expertise was perfectly matched. I thought I had her pinned when I found myself under her and almost immobilized. With a great effort, I rolled her over and put my big tits on her face, clearly intent on smothering her. She started breathing with difficulty with my sweaty tits on her mouth and nose and I felt suddenly two of her fingers penetrate my pussy. “Fuck, whore”, I grunted and I pushed two of my fingers in her cxnt. I still had my boobs on her face, but inevitably I was more concentrated in our fingers. We knew too well how to produce pleasure on each other and after several minutes, we came explosively.
Since we were sexually oriented, we went into a lateral sixty nine. Our tongues went deep into our pussies while our fingers penetrated our anuses. Smelly and tasty sex, plus the sweat on our bodies. We fucked hard and with our usual expertise, and also with expertise we tried not to cum first. In fact, after one hour we had cum twice but simultaneously. My last orgasm was longer and stronger than expected and Joan took advantage of that to pin me, with her knees on my arms and her big ass on my belly and I had to concede her victory.
It was time to eat. And we were hungry. We decided next round was going to be a strapons fight, like on the beach. “The best of three intros”, I said. “Let’s make it longer. The best of five”, Joan said. “Insatiable whore! Ok, the best of five”, I laughed.
A little later we were again tangled in a wrestling match, with our toys hanging from our waists and rubbing, trying to decompensate the other enough to bury the dildos in our holes. We were again beating us hard, but with technique, tripping and hooking. I surprised Joan with a hard kiss and when she responded I opened her legs and buried the toy deep in her cxnt. She said: “well, damn it…” and we continued kissing, then I pulled off and we stood up.
We went at it again, arms around necks, bending over, grabbing our pussies and sucking nipples. We were aroused and fiery at the same time. I tripped her and she fell heavily on her back. Very fast, I got on top, opened her legs with mine and buried the toy again in her pussy until the end. Then I kissed her and proceeded to fuck her long and deep, sucking her sweaty nipples, while she moved her hips hotly and groaned loud. We smelled of sweat and sex and when she came she screamed “Shit, whore!!!!!!!!”. I gave her the toy to lick while I was sucking her cxnt and drinking her juices. Then, we got up, kissed mixing the tastes and started again. We hugged tight, the toys rubbing between our legs, while we kissed deep. Fucking her had been a bad idea, because now she was relaxed and I was still hot. I let my attention wander and when I realized it, her cock was in my vagina and she was fucking me. She didn’t commit the same mistake and maintained me horny. She got the dildo off and waited for me with hands in her hips. The fight this time was hard, almost brutal. She needed to penetrate me again or she was lost and I wanted to win. We punched each other hard, scratched and even bite, one hand most of the time on the cock shaft, ready to penetrate fast. I was a little lucky. One of the punches on her belly, made her bend, but she tripped and fell on her fours. In a second I was on top, pressing her head down and pushed the dildo in her sweaty asshole. She swore and screamed again, but she had lost. I pushed her face to the grass as I fucked her ass deep and hard. This time, when she came, I got her on her back and face sat her, grinding my muff on her face until I came.
We went in for more drinks, resting for the last round which would be a sex fight. We even ate some tapas. Then, very relaxed, we went back to the garden. We kissed, touched, flirted and started challenging each other. “You are going to cum for me, sweetie?”. “No, darling, you are going to gush your hot juices”. “But darling, you know I am better and will make your cxnt gush for me”. “No, love, you know my cxnt is powerful and my clit will make yours to give up”. “No, cxnt, you are a hottie and I will face sit you after I have won”. “You don’t believe that, whore, you know well how many times I have made you cum before”. “Not as many as I have done it, slut”. We were talking sitting naked on the grass, kissing between word and word, pinching softly our nipples, squeezing our tits and caressing our hairy mounds. All very sensual and erotic. But soon the fingers penetrated more, the fucking was more intense and hard, the thumbs rubbed the clits strongly, and the bites on the necks more painful. We were giving pleasure but also some pain and our groans reflected the mix of feelings. We came simultaneously on our hands and continued fucking, as well as sucking nipples and kissing sensuously. Our cxnts were soaked and noisy, the smells strong, mixed with the acrid scent of sweat. Half hour later we had another simultaneous orgasm and immediately we crossed our legs in scissors and locked cxnts. Probably Joan is the hardest pussy to pussy fighter. Her long clit is hard and enters easily others slits. And she grinds pussy like mad. Nevertheless, after the last simultaneous orgasm, I peed on her and that triggered her final orgasm. I face sat her and came powerfully.
“Well, you won two to one”, Joan conceded. “Darling, any of us could win. We are too well matched and expert. I am glad of course, but it could have been the other way, like it was on the beach”.
We had dinner together again and a long night of hot sex. No winner nor loser.
