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The Shipwreck

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Offline DarkKnight9980

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The Shipwreck
« on: January 02, 2023, 09:14:59 PM »
The Shipwreck:
The sun beat down on the beach as two women sat in silence. To think that at one time the pair was on a cruise ship. Two ladies of the realm that saw their world turn upside down as the cruise ship was hit by heavy waves and while neither knew the cause as they were thrust into a life raft that accidentally dropped into the sea with just them and neither of their husbands. They found themselves swept away to a deserted island.

On one side you have Lady Isabella Clark. She is the wife of an general, who wanted to treat her to a holiday as he finally had time away from his duties. The fifty two year old brunette had a few grey hairs but still looked stunning. She had a stoic personality, some saw her as cold as she had come from a rich family and had learned to be a proper woman from tutors from being a small child to adulthood.

The other woman on the beach near her is Lady Charlotte McKinley. Her father became rich off creating a newspaper. She was given funds of her own from her father which kept her well kept. The twenty year old had not found any man to satisfy her. There had been rumours that she enjoyed using her maids as the redhead seemed a free spirit to the women with old money.

Throughout the cruise both women had been polite when in each others company, but there had been an undercurrent of a rivalry from day one. Looking at each other with a hint of contempt after finding out more about each other. Isabella had been heard telling the other wives "that Lady Charlotte needs to find a good man to make her into a good mannered person. Not the clearly unkept mess she is." Getting chuckles from her circle of friends she had made.

Charlotte wasn't exactly polite in private about Isabella. Telling some of the younger women "that Lady Clark is a right old bitch. Her man needs to give her a good spanking." To rip roaring laughter. The younger women loved Charlotte as she was unlike how they had been taught, she spoke her mind without much worry of manners and how to be proper.

So imagine the looks on both of their faces when it was just them that was on the ship. Getting swept away to the beach they found themselves on. At first shock hit them as their dresses were slightly torn from the wooden life raft that had saved them. To getting out the boats and laying on their backs as they looked at the nights sky and felt the tide wash around them.

Once things had calmed down enough for them to think. Isabella ordered Charlotte to go get them fire work. Charlotte glared at her but did as told. While Isabella paced on the beach looking out to see if any boats were coming their way. Hoping that her husband would be on one of them. Hoping he was alive as she fought back tears. Thinking to herself "ladies don't cry in public" as her training still had a firm hold on her.

The first night and day that past with both barely talking but working together to create fire and find anything around them that might be editable. They took off their long boots and dresses to dry them off. Isabella in her white corset and draws. Charlotte went one further as she stripped completely down. Showing off her red bush between her legs. Isabella scowling at her thinking "what a shameful whore" as Charlotte saw her staring and glared right back.

The tension was clear but both realised they would need each other to survive this hell. Each moon and sun that rose and set made that harder to remember. Charlotte would continue to wear little. Sometimes just heading around in her draws. While Isabella would put her dress back on through the day. Even as the heat made her sweat in it. They would snipe at each other over little things as working together become harder, especially with Isabella trying to boss Charlotte around.

After what both assumed was a week had went by. Even Isabella had to take her corset off at night and both got a good look at each other. Seeing firm big busts on each other. There hair normally in buns when first on the beach was let loose. Hanging down to their shoulders. They were of similar builds and each felt a burning hatred for the other. It was like God had created each of them to be the bane of the other.

"Oh so you aren't so shy?" Asked Charlotte with sarcasm dripping off every word. Isabella replied sternly "I am simply not a common whore like you. I was brought up from class. Not the streets like you." That set Charlotte's eyes ablaze. Isabella smirked as she saw that had hit a nerve.

Standing up Charlotte says "you old money cxnts are all the same.. You had a silver spoon in your mouths from birth and a stick shoved up your arses. I bet the general would be ashamed of you right now." That made Isabella stand as she stared with a cold fury. Yelling "keep my husband's name out your mouth before I thump you!" Making Charlotte grin now.

"Well you ladies like to see men duel. So why don't we?" Asked the young redhead. Her nipples visibly hardening as she raises her fists. Isabella a little taken aback as she replies "ladies don't fight. We debate, did you father not teach you any manners?" With Charlotte firing back "did the general not teach you to fight? Maybe he needs a woman like me who can handle herself!"

That set it off like a fire work in the night sky. Isabella charged Charlotte and both in their white draws grabbed each others hair and screamed bloody murder at each other. Tugging each other around. While Isabella would not admit it, her body was instinctively reacting to such a primal contest. Her nipples hardened as they felt Charlotte's slash across hers. Sand was kicked up as they pulled each other around. Feeling each others strength in their toned bodies.

"I knew you were a bitch from first time I saw you" hissed Charlotte at her older rival. Isabella replying "you were a common whore. Dragging me into your sick games." Both grunting and barking in effort. Releasing their rights from each others hair. Both start swinging slaps at anywhere they can hit. Shoulders, arms and heads getting hit as they scream one word insults at each other.

Charlotte drives her body into Isabella's, the older fighter not expecting it is bumped to the sand. There they roll around yanking hair out. Cursing each other as legs kick out at each others shins. Noses touch as they see real fury in the others eyes that is matched by their own. Isabella's brown eyes almost looking black with hate. Charlotte's blue eyes full of venomous intent as she bashes Isabella's head against the sand.

"Fucking slut!" Yells Isabella as she gets on top of Charlotte. Reaching to scratch at her face. Making the redhead howl as several claw marks her left cheek. Isabella baring her teeth as she looks wild. Charlotte grabs at the left boob of Isabella in retaliation. Squeezing it with her nails digging in. Isabella screaming "fucking nasty cxnt!!" As her head tilts back. Swapping positions as Charlotte gets on top and gives two clean left handed slaps to the cheek of her older rival to make her cry out.

Pushing off Charlotte with her right hand under her chin. Isabella tries to sprawl up but finds Charlotte on her back. Reaching around grabbing the tits of the brunette. Charlotte hisses into her right ear "submit you old hag before I rip these off" as Isabella is howling like a banshee. Eyes shut as she has never experienced such pain. Needing to push up and landing with her back on top of Charlotte's body. With some luck the back of her head hits Charlotte's nose. Making the younger woman release her grips to hold her nose. While Isabella gets off her with a few tears in her eyes.

As they take a moment to check themselves over. A few specks of rain start to hit them. Neither cares to look for shelter as the fight is all that matters. Charlotte up on her knees snarling "I am going to pay you back for this bitch" as she shows the blood on her hand. Isabella answers her with "I'll ruin you common girl." And as a crack of thunder rings out both crack the other across the face with a slap.

Tits crash together as they grab hair again in two firm handed grips. Rain falling more heavier by the second it seems as they yank each others head around. Screaming vile insults as they grind their nipples together. Both secretly enjoying the warm feeling between their legs. For Charlotte she had fought an unruly maid nude a year ago. Isabella this was a totally new experience. A part of her wishing she has done it before as she fought her upbringing that told her this was sick.

The fire dimmed nearby but tried to stay alight. While the flames of the fighters passions burnt as Isabella drove Charlotte to her back. Slapping her across where she clawed her. Screaming "I will beat you and teach you manners!" As she enjoyed beating the face of Charlotte with slaps. The redhead covering up with her left. Scrambling back with her feet to try to create space to get free as Isabella looked to keep on top of her.

A right handed punch caught Isabella off guard as it hit her around her jaw. Her hair threw around as she went down to her right side holding her cheek with her left hand. Charlotte rubbing her left as she fought off tears. Not wanting to give Isabella the satisfaction to have made her weep as she fought back to her feet. Isabella doing the same as the rain made their draws stick to their thighs.

Reaching down Charlotte grabbed her draws to pull them off. Isabella hissed like a feral cat. Fighting the urge to call Charlotte a whore as she found herself pulling down her own draws. As if accepting the challenge to settle this fully bare. No excuses as they fight with everything on the line. Charlotte saw the bush Isabella had and found herself jealously staring at it. Isabella putting hands on her hips opening her legs to give her bitter enemy a better look at it.

Another crack of thunder rings out as they charge again. This time as they feel their bushes get a taste of each other. Charlotte strikes Isabella around her back with her right fist. Isabella replies in kind as cracks of knuckles on flesh ring out. Left hand again firmly in wild looking hair. Tugging strands out as they beat each others bodies with their rights. Red marks forming as they try not to scream, grunting and groaning instead with each hit.

Then Isabella drives her body into Charlotte's. Both starting to pant a little as their bushes get a good feel of each other. Tits mushrooming slightly as they both bare their teeth in this test of strength. Driving each other backwards as they show that even as they are coated in a mixture of sweat and rain. They are still full of adrenaline making them fight hard. Toes are stepped on to make them hiss out. Pussies instinctively start grinding when they are in stalemates. Charlotte snarling "whose the fucking whore?" With the older woman hissing "you cxnt.." as both shut their eyes a moment. Feeling their juices starting to run down their thighs. Going forehead to forehead till they both scream "fuck!!" Heads tilting back as they feel a thunderous orgasm hit them as a louder crack of thunder rings out around them. Like a sound track to this war.

Feeling their love nectar hit the others pussy makes them shudder even more. Calling each other bitches and whores as they embrace. Going down to their knees with their proud bushes coated in a mixture of their cum. Both pant in the others ear as their hearts race almost in sync. One of the wildest orgasms both have ever experienced and it's with the woman they hate most in this world. Making them even more furious at each other. The expressions on their faces is one of "I will kill you!" As they can't believe they orgasmed at the hands of the other.

When the strength returns to them they snarl and start throwing punches into each others bodies. Tugging hairs from their bushes with whimpers as they pull them apart. Isabella yelling "you depraved whore!" As if blaming Charlotte for what happened. They end up on their feet with both breathing hard. Trading punches in close as Charlotte smacks Isabella across her face. Opening a cut on the bridge of her nose. Isabella slamming a back handed left across Charlotte's face. Opening a cut under her left eye as they stumble and trade punches.

Till they fall in close. Blood running from their cuts as Isabella has a cut bottom lip on the others shoulders. Whispering insults and threats till both feel down for the others bush. Whether by instinct or out of desperation. They pull at each others proud bushes. Howling to the sky as they tilt their heads back. Tears flowing as hair is torn out. Falling to their knees together. Locked with one arm behind the others back as neither wants the other to escape till this is over.

Screams and howls ring out as both have tears dripping off their faces. Bushes are being balded as they fight for the submission. Wanting to hear that words from their rival. Nipples fight it out on their chests. Mixing some pleasure with the pain they feel as this is as primal as it could get for both of them. Neither giving the other an inch as they start scratching at pussies.

Not known to both a boat is moving towards the shore as the storm starts to die down. Along with the women's fighting slowing down. Hurting each other with bites. Doing anything to win as this has become the fight of their lives. Bloody, bruised and cum stained. They need to prove to themselves they are better then the other.

As the ship gets on the beach. A startled sound is heard. Along with a man saying "Isabella!" Rushing over to the scene in front of him as the sun is starting to rise behind him. He finds Isabella on her back sobbing as Charlotte tears the last of her bush out. Yelling at the redhead "I give!! Please!" Charlotte sits on her haunches exhausted but proud. While the general kneels next to his wife. Charlotte spits on her before slowly moving away from them as the general asks what happened. Not getting an answer as Isabella is crying her eyes out and covering her face with both hands.

Both women are given water and food to help with their hunger. Clothes are brought with them but both have a blanket placed over them as the boat is rowed off the beach. Both women's eyes locked again as neither say a word. The battle scars clear for all to see. The general in his white suit with his medals looking stunned looking at them both. Wondering what the hell had caused them to do this to each other.

When they got off the row boat to the naval boat. Isabella squared up to Charlotte to tell her "this is far from over between us." With Charlotte hissing back "anytime" then both are led away to rooms they have been assigned with fresh clothes in. The general is lost for words when asked what had happened. Wishing they could explain it but knowing his wife's will that this feud with lady McKinley wasn't over by a long shot.

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Offline Vanessa

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Re: The Shipwreck
« Reply #1 on: January 03, 2023, 01:10:51 AM »
Awesome! Hope their saga continues

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Offline DaveLovesFights

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Re: The Shipwreck
« Reply #2 on: January 04, 2023, 06:38:57 PM »
Another great story ... Another saga begins ... Congratulations :-)