[Sahara]

The island is a small emerald dot ringed with black rock and white sand, alone in an expanse of sparkling sea.  It’s paradise, or as close as earth can come to it.  It’s owned by a reclusive billionaire who has an exquisite taste for fine things. 

I am his lover, and so is Rachel. 

Eden is not the only utopia to be introduced to sin.  Rachel and I loathe each other.  Our lover is tired of our catty bickering, our endless cut-downs of each other.  And so he has given us free rein to settle our rivalry.  The island is ours, to stalk each other like jungle cats.  No rules apply to our clash except one:  the better woman stays, in tropical luxury; the loser is banished. 

We each have vowed to ruin the other.  You, the voters, decide the winner of our island catfight. 

[Rhiannon Blue Taylor]

A very interesting affair between you two! I feel this is going to be a great battle between two sexy bitches x

[Sahara]

I walk slowly along the white sand, the surf surging and ebbing at my feet.  This is where we will meet, that hateful bitch and I.  I can no longer stand the thought of him with her. I can no longer bear having her on the island.  This is my chance.  She is a vicious bitch but so am I.  Whatever it takes to beat her, I will do. 

[Rowdy Rachel]

Like a jungle cat, I move around the island, surveying my domain. Or soon to be my domain, after I destroy my rival, and claim my rightful place. She can’t allude me forever. And when I attack, it will be with everything, my body my mind and my sexual power. I will overwhelm her weak spirit

[Sahara]

I see you emerge from the jungle and turn towards me.   Your body in your bikini is a coiled spring of slender muscle.  But you aren’t my equal, Rachel.  Not in his life or in his bed, and certainly not here, woman to woman.  We close the distance between us and unhesitatingly fling ourselves together, bodies colliding, breasts to breasts, hands buried in each other’s hair, feet digging in the sand.  I throw you to the side, both of us staggering as that first clash is broken, then I viciously backhand you across your sneering mouth.

I will beat you to a sniveling, begging pulp, you bitch……

[Cherylmanteo]

Looking at these two sexy fit beauties how could anyone see them for the vicious jungle cats that they are, but as a catfighter myself, I see it in both of them, and cant wait to see how this poll and fight plays out!! Good luck to you both!!

[Cherylmanteo]

Helping out posting a picture on behalf of Rachel, what an amazing comparison of these two sexy catfighters!!

[Rowdy Rachel]

As I step out of the bushes, I can see her, poised down the beach. Her body tense. I slowly stride forward, my eyes focused on my hatred rival. As I walk I unclasp my top, letting it drop on the sand. My nipples harden as I get close. I’m ready to destroy her and her body. The thought of hearing her weep as she’s banished from this paradise makes me wet with lust. I see her meet my challange as her top drops. Meeting me woman to woman. Then I stop at the tree near her glaring into her eyes. Both ready for this battle to begin

[Sahara]

He could never choose between us….

[Slowakei222]

Height Weight
Measurement ?

[wrdwvr]

Another great match-up between 2 fighters I have not seen before!
Both look like they would make a savage fight of it.
I chose Sahara to win in the end, after taking  a vicious beating as the fight goes back and forth to its conclusion.
Thanks for the privilege of imagining the 2 of you fighting it out!

[marlu Queen]

A big fight on the island while I drink my San Francisco I can see those two bitches holding each other's hair... I think Sahara will win this fight

[Rowdy Rachel]

Glaring at each other, as if by a silent signal, we almost run at each other. The hatred having just boiled over, and with a loud smack, our bodies collide. Chest into chest, our breasts flatten against each others. My hands go to her hair, but at the same time I feel her yanking at mine. Struggling together, feeling the heat of her body against mine, this surprisingly strong vixen throws my to the side. While I don’t fall, I stumble a step, and as I turn, SMACK.. she plants her hand into my face.

The slap hurts, but it’s the indignity of her attack that gets my blood raging. I rush her again, my hands swirling in slaps. Just the feel of hitting her skin is exhilarating. I don’t know exactly where they are landing. After maybe a half of dozen slaps, I bull  rush her, and drive my shoulder into that taunt tight belly and we both hit the sand with a thud!

[Sahara]

God, how much I’ve wanted this, every night he called you to his bed instead of me.  I know he’s watching, even now, from the mansion above the beach.  What will I do to be his only pampered lover….to have you gone…..

Anything. I will do anything. 

We grapple in the sand, our bodies rolling, the white grit sticking in our sweat.   Our hair….. leverage to drag heads into agonizing twists….. first one on top, then the other……

Then I release your hair and lock my arms around your ribs, my breasts crushed against yours.  I squeeze, my shoulders and biceps rigid with lean muscle.  Your gasp is sweet music.   Your breath…..being forced out of you, as we strain, belly to belly.   

“Take it, you fucking bitch!” My own breathing is nothing but harsh panting as I try to bend your spine back…..

[sender]

great story line. he is lucky man . got to go with Sahara