April stopped screaming and slipped into a moaning daze from the vicious floor pounding. Vicky stretched her legs out and clamped them around April’s head from behind, rolling to her side, and dragging the limp blond along. When Vicky clenched her sleek and gorgeous legs together, April jerked to life…gasping and clawing into Vicky’s thighs with her long, white painted nails.
The desperate clawing left ugly red welts on Vicky’s tanned skin, but the brunette ignored it, and poured on the pressure. Vicky lifted herself onto her elbows for more leverage, and began wrenching Aprils’ head back and forth between her sleekly muscled legs. I swear she was trying to snap her neck. April cried out and clawed more desperately at Vicky’s thighs.
I was sure the slutty blond champ was finished, and that this was going to be an easy win. But April started to get control of herself, agonizingly working her arm in between Vicky’s legs and using it like a pry bar. It was enough to give her room to turn her head. Her mouth opened, and April’s bright white teeth bit into the soft skin of Vicky’s vulnerable inner thigh.
Vicky’s legs sprang open as she arched onto her back, but that didn’t help. April latched on like a dog with a bone,tearing at the brunette’s thigh muscle with her teeth. Vicky screamed and clawed at the floorboard, and April took another savage bite. Rivulets of blood started to run down Vicky’s leg to stain the sawdust an ugly rust color. I suddenly realized why the floor was covered with the stuff in the first place—-It was easier to clean the blood after. My heart lurched as I watch Vicky’s free leg slam the floorboards in pain.
Finally, April stopped biting, rose up between Vicky’s trembling thighs, and wiped her mouth crimson with the back of her hand. April tucked Vicky’s injured leg under arm arm, spread her victim wide, and slammed her fist into the triangle of silk between Vicky’s legs. Meaty thuds rang out as Vicky delivered blow after blow squarely into my girl’s pussy while trapping her by her locked leg.
But Vicky didn’t make a sound, her mouth just hung open, silent, with her eyes shut in unbelievable pain. Then you heard it, the sharp gasp intake of breath as April’s knuckles smacked through bruised, swollen labia, and crushed her opponent’s clit. So much pain erupted through Vicky, that there was no human noise capable of expressing it. Just another breath and the beginnings of sobbing that Vicky, bravely, managed to choke back for now.
April stood up and reached behind to haul Vicky up by her hair, dragging her slowly to the plywood corner. Vicky’s rubbery legs pushed weakly at the floor, her hands buried into April’s wrist which pulled at her hair by it’s roots. April dragged Vicky up face first against the tall and chest-wide wall of plywood that served as the corner of this “ring.”
The blond bomber began by punching Vicky hard in the kidneys, lower ribs, and side boob. The powerful blows lurched April off the floor and onto her toes as she gasped in pain. Vicky’s tits were so big that they oozed out from around her chest as April pancaked the brunette’s tits flat against the board. This provided ample target for April’s fist, which she wielded like a hammer, to pound and grind Vicky’s breast tissue against the wood. This time, Vicky screamed.
April reached around and grabbed both of Vicky’s tits from behind, and choked up on them at the base of the meaty orbs, clawing her fingers together as hard as she could. She was rewarded by an ear piercing moaning, mewling sound from Vicky’s lips, as something “gave” deep inside the brunette’s bulging breasts and her nipples suddenly jetted and sent a mixture of blood and clear lymph pattering against the plywood corner wall.
You could tell April had done this before, as she expertly underclawed, kneaded, and squeezed a continuous scream of pain from my Vicky’s hoarse lips. Vicky’s swollen nipples splashed another dark stain on the wood and I was thinking this was close to the end. My dick was so hard and I felt like it was betraying Vicky. I felt guilty at the fact that my hard-on was throbbing as I watched April taking apart my girl.
But April wasn’t done. She flipped Vicky over and raked her nails across her eyes, momentarily blinding her. April’s thick leg lifted high between Vicky’s leg to revisit the pain delivered there. Vicky gagged and sagged over the blond’s knee. April reached up, grabbing hair, and used it to fling the brunette like a marionette, head first into the floor. Vicky’s head bounced hard, rattling the boards. She was splayed out, nearly unconscious, but partially on her knees so that her ass was actually riding high, her face pressed against the floor.
I got a clear view of the Persian girl’s pussy, clearly swollen and bulging against the silk of her panties, sticking to her like a mold that revealed every curve of her slit, and her surprisingly engorged clit. It was with a shock that I realized Vicky’s panties were wet from a spreading pool of nectar that seeped from her womanhood. Oh shit, she was so turned on! This vixen got off on fighting, even as she was tortured and abused. Her nipples, which dripped more lymph on the sawdust, were elongated and stiff and scraped painfully across the rough wood as she dragged in ragged breaths.
April also noticed hot rutting wet Vicky’s pussy was and came up from behind, rudely thrusting two fingers past the soaked panties and plunging into the spasming brunette. Vicky reared up, her back arching, but April just thrust her arm out and slammed Vicky’ head back into the floor. April rammed her fingers deeply and deliberately into Vicky’s silken walls. Fucking her hard. Sex and blood. Jim remembered what the bartender had promised.
Vicky’s full ass was jiggling wildly with every thrust, and April couldn’t help but mock the moaning brunette. “Mmmm, you’re such a hot bitch…gonna make you cum for your little boyfriend.” She reached down and ripped at Vicky’s hair, forcing her to look at me through tear stained makeup, her mouth now open in lust as she instinctively bore down harder onto April’s fingers, moaning lewdly.
Vicky was in that zone where she wanted it bad, no matter how much she hurt, reverting back to some primal, lustful state. She stared at me with wide, wild eyes that begged for release of some kind. Wet, slapping sounds filled the air as a hush fell across the audience. I could smell Vicky’s musk as she moaned louder and started to grind her hips. April slipped two more fingers inside of her, her hand shaped like a knife, and jabbed away at my girl’s cxnt with rough, powerful thrusts that sent Vicky’s ass and abused tits into orbits of bouncing flesh.
I looked into her eyes. She was so close. Her panting was loud and hoarse, her hips bucking, her tits slapping against the wooden floor. Her eyes begged me to cum.
April sensed it too, and at this exact moment applied her ultimate cruelty. Right before Vicky reached orgasm, April shifted from brutal love making right back into a primal, no holes barred catfight. Her four fingers curled like blades inside of the brunette’s pussy, while her thumbnail stabbed and pierced the brown bud of Vicky’s asshole. Instead of being treated to an orgasm, Vicky’s sensitive womanhood and lush ass was literally being ripped a new one.
She bellowed! She howled and reached out a desperate arm towards me, pleading in her eyes. I couldn’t rescue her, the match had to go on “until one girl can’t stand,” and I found I didn’t even want to rescue her. I nearly came as she screamed there, April’s knives working her pussy and ass, and Vicky’s eyes flashed with tears. Her pussy was dripping with her own juices and as April dug in deeper, trickles of blood flowed down Vicky’s thighs and made a soggy mess of the sawdust underneath her.
April was radiant, sweaty and largely unscathed, long blond hair swishing against her heart shaped ass. Her sweaty tits gleamed under the lights as her chest rose and fell and she spat down at her opponent. She was filled with battle lust and her own panties were soaked in excitement. She had her hand back in Vicky’s hair, arching her off the ground, displaying her busted, sagging tits to me while her other hand jabbed deeper inside my vanquished vixen. Vicky screamed and screamed, twisting and trying escape April’s relentless nails. April gave me a look then, like she was coming for me, and she bit her lip and moaned, staring deep into me before returning her gaze to her victim. She had a plan.
She clenched her fingers, burrowing them inside Vicky, hooking her and keeping her ass high as she made her crawl that way to the side of the ring. Vicky resisted, but the firm claw in her pussy and ass jerked and made her scream every time she stopped. She dragged herself to the railing, cheeks high in the air, as April drove her forwards towards me!
Vicky’s head was level with one of the side beams, and she pressed her cheek to the cool wood, eyes closed and mouth open and wailing as April continued to work her claws into her pussy and ass, not only denying her orgasm, but using Vicky’s inflamed sensitivity from sex to inflict an ungodly amount of pain with her nails. it was so damn, expertly done. My Vicky never stood a chance and that was agonizingly obvious right now. The hot, blond bitch looked at me and mouthed the words “watch this” as she forced Vicky up onto the beam, hanging her tits off the railing just inches from me.
Now I could see up close what April had done to Vicky’s tits. They were swollen a whole cup size larger. Her skin was bruised in ugly red and purples and you could clearly see where April had buried her ten fingers. Her nipples, still perked hard, were rubbed raw and still leaking. April never took her eyes off me as she flexed her am in front of me and then stabbed her elbow down on Vicky’s right tit.
She drilled the fat orb right into the railing, and Vicky’s tit sprayed profusely as it flattened harshly. I was spattered with her blood and lymph and Vicky gurgled incomprehensibly then begged me aloud to stop her. I looked at her and shook my head. Nothing was allowed to interfere until it was over… and the bulge in my jeans revealed the secret to both women about just how much I was secretly enjoying this.
April, ever sharp eyed, noticed and reached forward and grabbed for my belt buckle. She tugged me right to the railing and zipped down my fly. My member sprang out and the blond slut immediately wrapped her fat lips around my cock, burying her mouth to the base of my shaft, taking all of me in. She licked and sucked and held Vicky’s face against the railing, forcing her to watch.
April’s long, golden hair was spread out across her ass as she leaned forward on all fours and slid her lipsticked mouth over my throbbing manhood. I reached down and grabbed her ass and she wiggled and moaned. She made me want her too…her ample curves jiggling softly as she hoovered my dick. Vicky’s eyes were streaming tears, her own mouth just inches away, wanting to join in, to compete over my cock, but held back by a stern rip of nails in her hair as April glanced over to her.
I barely registered we were in public, I didn’t care. I looked down at April’s confident, slutty face and heard the crunch of wood as she slammed Vicky’s head into the railing. She started to pound the girl’s face into the the rough wood, over an over in time with every slurping suck of my dick. Vicky was too hurt to fight back, as she was helplessly face pounded into the railing while her opponent was giving me a blowjob.
April slammed her really hard then, and I heard something snap along with a fresh scream torn from Vicky’s lips. I saw her nose was broken, and blood was pouring down her lips. I looked into her eyes as her chest was racked by open sobs, and exploded. The first jet of hot cum took April by surprise, but she quickly grabbed my shaft and let her lips go with a pop, aiming the rest of my load squarely into Vicky’s bloody face.
Ropes of cum ejected and the sticky stuff frosted Vicky’s face and jetted into her open, screaming mouth. She screamed with pain, anger, and final humiliation. April worked her fingers on my shaft and balls, making sure every ounce was drawn out of me, milking me as the next jet of cum squirted across Vicky’s ruined tits. And when I was done, she grabbed Vicky by the back of her hair and rammed her wet mouth over my still ramrod stiff cock, smashing it so deep that Vicky started to gag.
Amazingly viscous and cruel, April was choking her opponent out using my dick, and I found myself growing even harder again. I tried to rear back, to let Vicky breath, but April had me by the belt, and her toned biceps had plenty of strength to keep me there while shoving Vicky’s face even harder into my crotch. I could feel my dick hitting the back of the brunette’s throat, strangling her. April ground us together until I suddenly came again, jetting hot cum deeply inside Vicky’s mouth. The cream filled the poor girl and oozed past her lips, she gagged as April didn’t let up, forcing her to choke on the stuff and my rock hard member. Vicky drooled, her eyes rolled back, then closed, she passed out, her face blue as April let go of her hair and let her slide and bump roughly down the railing. She was finished.
The crowd erupted into cheers and cash rained down on April as she smiled and stood up, raising her fists in the air. The money fell on top of Vicky, who was unconscious but twitching on the floor. April made a rough grab of the cash, the bartender handing her another 10 large, and then she grabbed for me, kissing me long and hard. She vaulted over the railing and scooped up her clothes, then yanked me by the waist of my jeans out of the bar.
Once outside in the crisp air, she threw on the leather jacket over her bare tits and then draped her arms around my neck and kissed me. She lifted her thigh and curled it around my leg, and I could feel her heat and lust. “You got a car?”
“Fuck yes…” She lead me back to the car and threw me in the back sheet. She stripped off her black thong and straddled me. Riding me hard until I came a third time. She moaned and collapsed against my chest, all her violent energy finally spent. I stroked her blond hair and looked into her gorgeous face, finding it really pretty now that most of the makeup was smeared off. “She never had a chance, did she?”
“No baby, she never did,” April nuzzled into my chest. “I’m keeping you, and I’ll fight to keep you. I meant what I said when we met, that I was going to take everything from her from her. Including you. I took you for myself. I fought hard because I knew what I wanted.”
“Do I get a choice?” I said softly, stroking her hair… my lust for Vicky surpassed by sheer admiration for the golden tigress that had conquered her… and me.
“No,” she said, and closed her eyes and laid against me.
I smiled, “She’s gonna come back for that first date.”
“Let her, and I’ll give you another show you won’t believe, for free. That bitch…”
“…will never have a chance,” I finished her sentence and lifted April’s lips to mine, kissing her hard… thinking of the time when Vicky would come for her payback and claim the date that was stolen from her. And just like that, I was ready all over again, and April purred.
