Dedicated to my friend Suzanne
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Maura
SUZANNE AND I
Suzanne and I have a kind of love-hate relationship. Intimate friends, frequently in bed together in torrid sex sessions, it is also frequent that we engage in brutal fights though usually end also in hot sex.
That day we started a discussion that became a heated argument over the phone. The subject being another woman we both bedded, we crossed accusations and nasty words, knowing how the argument would be settled and both getting excited about the prospect of one of our fights.
It was early in the morning and I just had my white tank top and shorts on. I hadn’t even showered, but I said: “Wait for me bitch!”, got into my car and drove the few blocks to her house. She opened only in a silk robe which didn’t hide her great tits and her blonde thick bush. She let me enter and said: “You know where, bitch”. I knew se referred to a room almost empty, with mats on the floor, musky odor of sweat and sex where usually we settle our differences, unless we do it in my home, in a similar room or in one of our backyards.
In the room, Suzanne let her robe slide to the floor, I pulled up and off my top and stepped out of my shorts, showing my dark bush. Immediately we clinched in a bear hug, clawing our nails on our backs and our teeth looked for our necks in a double savage bite. We groaned in pain as we felt the taste of blood and at the same time we launched our knees to our pussies. We screamed, and fell on our knees with tears in our eyes, still hugging each other and raking our nails. We stared, locked one arm of each around our necks and started a brutal punching match on our tits and bellies, groaning and breathing hard, soon sweating and smelling our unwashed bodies.
After a long time of punishing each other, we separated almost without breath, our bodies soaked with rivulets of sweat, thin lines of blood sliding from our necks and started circling each other. “Whore!”, “Slut!”, “Bitch!”, “cxnt!”. We attacked at the same time, our fists smashing our faces. We stepped back and circled more until suddenly Suzanne right leg shot and kicked my belly savagely. I bent over groaning in pain and her fist punched my nape, making me fall on my face to the mats. Before I could recover her naked foot kicked my side several times while I rolled over trying to escape her furious kicks. Finally, with some luck, I could grab her foot, pulled up and she fell hard on her back. I twisted her foot brutally, making her scream and then I kicked her between her legs. She doubled in a fetal position, with her hands on her hurt pussy and I grabbed her hair, making her stand up wobbly, I spitted on her face, pushed her to the wall and started a methodical beating of her body. Her body slid to the floor and she fainted. Or looked like it, because as soon as I let her go, her foot shot up and it was my turn to fall with my hands on my hurt cxnt and tears in my eyes.
She grabbed my hair and pulled hard but she didn’t make me stand up. On the contrary, she pinned my head to the mat, and used her strong thighs to squeeze my neck, cutting literally my breath and beating my head on the mat, making me dizzy and almost gagged. I felt her great ass on my tits and could inhale her strong sweaty cxnt scents. I was almost out when I used a last resort. With my arms relatively free, I shot two fingers in her asshole at the same time than my teeth closed on her exposed and excited clit. She screamed in agony and rolled off me fast, standing up rubbing her hand on her clit. I stood up too and for some time we just looked at each other, wondering about our strength to go ahead.
The smells in the room and of our bodies were incredible when we hugged again and struggled with our tits flattened and our thighs locked. We fell to the mats and rolled, but this time our sweaty thighs rubbed our cxnts as we moved our tits in sensuous nipple to nipple action. Suddenly our mouths locked in a ferocious kiss, sucking our tongues while our wet cxnts ground on our thighs and our groans were now of pleasure instead of pain. We screamed when we exploded in a fantastic orgasm, bodies shaking and pussies gushing. We immediately adopted a 69 position to suck our juices.
Two hours and five more orgasms later we discovered we were hungry. The fight was forgotten except for some aches in different parts of our bodies.
