THE GYPSY DUEL
– JB57 variation
The sun was already high in the sky at 10 AM on a late April
morning when Karen Swenson walked down the dusty street of
the old Nevada town. The place looked deserted. So far,
Karen had not seen a single person. But she had received a
message asking her to meet a mysterious party to discuss a
business deal at the old town saloon. Karen made her way
toward the building.
Karen was wearing a thin, tight-fitting white cotton blouse,
which was completely unbuttoned and open to expose much of
her chest. The blouse was rolled up and tied beneath her
melon-shaped, DDD breasts, leaving her taut, muscled midriff
exposed. Her skin was tanned to a golden glow. Her large,
round breasts shifted freely beneath the light cotton. Her
dark nipples, wet with sweat, were visible through the white
cloth. Her legs were beautifully muscled and bare.
Short-short cut-off Levi jeans molded like a second skin to
her curved buttocks and hung tight on the widest edge of her
womanly hips, before dipping low on her belly. Most of her
chiseled torso was exposed. She was wearing cowboy boots.
Her hair was long, thick and blonde, and reflected the
Karen stepped into the saloon and allowed her eyes to adjust
to the gloom. The saloon was a single large room. The walls
and floors were a deep mahogany and the large bar against
the side wall was gilded with gold. A mirror filled the wall
behind the bar and tables and chairs were scattered
carelessly around the open space. Standing to the side of
the bar was a very beautiful woman, playing solitaire with a
pack of ornate tarot cards.
The woman was wearing a sleeveless yellow blouse, which left
her powerful shoulders bare. The shirt was barely able to
contain her massive rack as it thrust against the silken
fabric. Like Karen, the woman had her blouse completely
unbuttoned and tied in a knot beneath her breasts, leaving
her midriff naked and her breasts almost falling out. An
elaborate medallion the size of a quarter hung from a short
necklace around her neck. Her skin was swarthy, a light
chocolate brown, and her long, black hair hung luxuriously
down her back. She was wearing a long, red skirt that
reached almost down to her shapely ankles. The skirt had a
slit that went almost all the way up her right thigh,
allowing the flash of her long, powerfully muscled brown
legs. She wore low-heeled ankle boots. Karen realized this
magnificent Amazon of a woman must be a gypsy. She estimated
the woman was no more than 27, her own age, but the
dark-skinned beauty had an air of sophistication about her
that made her seem older.
The woman looked up as Karen walked in. The gypsy’s dark
green eyes caught Karen’s blue eyes. Karen felt a surge of
energy race up her spine and through the most sensitive
parts of her body. She shivered as her nipples tightened and
her breastflesh seemed to thicken. She felt a heat stirring
between her legs.
The gypsy woman smiled lazily. She put down her cards and
picked up a bottle of whiskey that was sitting on the
counter top beside her, along with two crystal glasses. With
the bottle in one hand and the two glasses in the other, she
gestured towards a table near where Karen was standing, just
inside the door. Karen sat at the table and watched as the
gypsy glided gracefully towards her from across the room.
The woman’s taut, dark belly was exposed almost down to her
pubes. The muscles of her midriff undulated in rhythm with
her swaying hips. Her massive tits, apparently just as large
and solid as Karen’s pair, rocked gently in her yellow
shirt. Karen was aware of the incredible sexual power of the
woman before her.
They still had not said anything to each other, but their
bodies were communicating and challenging each other at a
primal, primitive levels. The woman slid into the seat
across from Karen and, still smiling pleasantly, filled the
two glasses with whiskey. She pushed one glass towards
Karen, then raised her glass to her ruby-red lips and
drained it in a single gulp. Karen copied the move. The
gypsy woman then refilled both glasses. Finally, she spoke.
“So, you decided to come,” the gypsy purred in a smoky
“Yes,” Karen responded, her own voice a seductive growl. The
gypsy smiled wider and turned the power of her green eyes on
to Karen’s blue.
“I have been told that you own a great deal of land in the
next county,” the dark-haired beauty began. “I would like to
buy it from you.”
“It’s my family land,” Karen replied. “I’m afraid it is not
“I will give you an excellent price.”
The woman nodded. “I am Romany. Do you know anything about
Karen smiled. “A little, perhaps. But why don’t you tell
The dark beauty held up the medallion that was hung around
her powerful neck and which had been resting on her chest,
just above her considerable cleavage. “Do you know what this
is?” she asked the blonde.
“It is the symbol that you are queen of your tribe.”
“Very good. I can see that you have more than a passing
familiarity with our ways. Yes, I am queen. My name is
Yolanda. One of my responsibilities is managing business
between those of my tribe and those outside of the tribe. I
chose to deal with you myself because I had heard that you
were a woman much like me.”
The Romany queen paused and allowed her eyes to roam over
Karen’s breasts, which were glistening with a light sheen of
sweat. Her gaze roamed hungrily into the blonde’s deep
“Do you know how gypsy women settle our disputes?” the queen
“I have an idea,” Karen replied.
The gypsy woman leaned forward, her beautiful face intense,
her eyes glowing. “I want that land and I am prepared to
fight you for it. Do you dare to test your strength against
“What do you have in mind?” Karen asked, her mouth suddenly
“I want to wrestle you in the gypsy way!,” the woman
growled. “Are you willing to meet me in such a test?”
Karen nodded slowly. In fact, she was very familiar with
gypsy customs. A few years ago, she had a brief affair with
a gypsy man. A woman in his tribe who wanted him for herself
had taken offense and tried to scare Karen off. Karen did
not scare easily, however, and the escalating conflict
between the gypsy woman and the cowgirl had forced the gypsy
leaders to intervene. After one particularly nasty barroom
brawl, the elders came to Karen with a proposition. Karen
agreed to face the young woman in a ritual combat for the
man. One night, Karen had found herself nearly naked, her
body oiled up, locked in a savage struggle with the young
woman. They fought in the heart of the gypsy camp, wrestling
and struggling to pin and control the other. By the end of
the struggle, she and the gypsy girl were both naked, locked
together passionately, muscles twined, their bodies
straining against each other in the most primitive ways.
Though the battle was long and difficult, Karen had ended up
winning decisively. If she had lost, there were other stages
to the battle, and they could have gone on to the next stage
in the ritual combat. However, her gypsy rival had conceded
the battle and the war and there had been no need to go on
to the other rounds.
The gypsy queen removed the medallion from around her neck
and placed it carefully on the table between herself and
“I am Yolanda,” the gypsy queen declared.
“I am Karen,” Karen replied.
The ritual introduction out of the way, the two women
prepared for battle.
Yolanda reached down and slipped her boots off. Then she
stood, her voluptuous body unfolding from her seat, rising
gracefully and sinuously, her remarkable tits rocking
gently, her belly undulating. She stood in her bare feet.
Karen kicked off her cowboy boots, then rose, equally
sinuous in her movements. She stood with her hands on her
hips, her right hip cocked out, her bronzed belly tight and
firm, her taut tits jiggling with her movement. Yolanda
gathered her skirt to her left side and tied the garment
firmly at her hip. Her long, powerful bare legs were fully
exposed. The skirt was wrapped tight to her ass but it
angled up in front, leaving her thighs free to move and
almost – but not quite - exposing her crotch.
The two women approached each other, hands on their wide
hips, chests thrust out, eyes challenging and burning with
anticipation. Their eyes roamed over the other woman’s
powerful body, admiring the other’s sculpted arms and
muscled abdomen and legs, their huge, firm tits. They
stepped closer and closer. Karen felt her thick brown
nipples straining against the fabric of her blouse. She
lined her nips up with Yolanda’s nipples, which were clearly
visible under her yellow shirt, and stepped forward. Yolanda
did the same at the same time. Their stiff brown nipples
crushed together and throbbed with heat and sensation. Even
through the layers of Yolanda’s halter and Karen’s blouse,
their tit bullets caught and struggled. Karen and Yolanda
gasped in unison as their nipples intercepted each other.
The women pushed closer and harder. Their equally firm,
massive tits overflowed from their tops. Their sensitive,
perspiration-glazed titflesh pressed tight and melted
together, their deep cleavages squashing tight and forming
one deep crevasse between their struggling bodies. Karen and
Yolanda wrapped their arms around each other. Yolanda thrust
out her bare belly and groaned as her naked flesh rubbed and
slid against Karen’s equally taut, naked abdomen. The women
flexed their stomach muscles, feeling their hot bellies
ripple against each other. The deep, tight slits of their
navels sucked gently at each other. Yolanda pushed her face
forward; Karen moved to meet her. Their beautiful faces came
together nose to nose and forehead to forehead. Karen’s deep
blue eyes met and locked with Yolanda’s dark green orbs. Hot
breath blasted between them as, simultaneously, they wrapped
their arms around each other’s backs, finding the best grip,
then tightened their arms. They groaned in unison as they
locked together in a mutual bearhug.
Karen and Yolanda twined their powerful, naked legs
together. Their calf muscles bulged and flexed against each
other, and they locked ankles as much as they could without
losing their balance. They continued to squeeze harder and
harder, each woman struggling to overwhelm and overpower her
beautiful foe. Their bodies crushed tighter and tighter.
Their melon solid tits throbbed electrically, the firm flesh
trying to resist its inevitable compression. Their swollen
nipples grew harder and thicker, growing into each other,
trying to squash each other back. Their naked titflesh
bulged out of the open “V”s of their tops and merged, sweat
from each pair of tits trickling down into both women’s
straining cleavage. Nose to nose, eyes locked together,
panting furiously, the beautiful women pitted their
incredible bodies against each other and fought to prove to
each other who was the stronger woman. Sweat formed and
trickled down their backs. Their arms flexed and bulged,
their perfectly-developed shoulder muscles began to burn
with pain and effort. The warring Amazons never broke eye
contact. Both women needed to see the defeat of the other in
her eyes when the time came.
It seemed like an eternity of desperate struggle, but Karen
slowly, agonizingly succeeded in pushing Yolanda’s upper
body back a fraction of an inch. She could see the pain and
rage in the gypsy woman’s eyes, and she felt Yolanda strain
against her even harder, struggling to make up the ground
she had lost. But Karen pushed and squeezed with all of her
power, her body driving itself beyond its limits. She
managed to force Yolanda back just a little more.
The two women were grunting and gasping now, each using
reserves neither thought she possessed. In another two
minutes, Karen had Yolanda's body drawn backward as tight as
a bow. Their massive, solid breasts heaved and strained
powerfully against each other, struggling to crush each
other down. Shared sweat poured down between their big
globes, making their magnificent tits slide and slurp
together until their nipples were hard and throbbing.
Yolanda's grunts were now half-sobs, and her face was a mask
of agony, as was Karen's, who was now uncertain that she
would ever pin the other woman's hard-muscled body.
Finally, pulling with her right leg, which was locked
against Yolanda’s left, Karen managed to unbalance the gypsy
woman. With a shared cry, Karen and Yolanda crashed to the
floor of the saloon, Karen on top. Their massive tits
flattened against each other, their nipples speared each
other even through their blouses, their hard bellies slapped
tight. In a flash, their naked legs thrashed, Yolanda
seeking to find some way to roll their bodies so that she
could get on top, Karen seeking to keep her advantageous
position. After a brief, furious struggle, Yolanda accepted
that she could not get Karen to budge. The women twined
their naked legs tight once again and resumed their titanic
struggle of calf to calf, thigh to thigh, muscle to muscle.
Their breaths came in panting gasps as each beauty sought to
crush her enemy into submission. Their naked bellies rested
hot and sweaty against each other, pressed so tight that
only the difference in skin colour between Karen’s bronzed
tan and Yolanda’s swarthy brown flesh made it possible to
Nose to nose, panting desperately as they squeezed the
breath out of each other, both women could tell that the
other would never give up. Karen pushed her forehead hard
into Yolanda’s forehead, using the power of her neck to try
to pin Yolanda’s head back to the floor. Yolanda resisted,
pushing back. Their beautiful eyes blazed at each other,
burning with hate. The women snarled at each other, their
cries growing in rage and agony as they fought. Karen cast
her mind about, trying to come up with some way to bring the
rest of her powerful body into play. She was beginning to
despair that she would ever force Yolanda to surrender and
she needed some other way to use her wrestling skills
against her foe.
Squeezing, squeezing, their bodies aching and burning with
their superhuman effort, their breath coming in hard,
desperate pants as they crushed each other, the women’s
perfect bodies trembled and shuddered, struggling to conquer
each other, struggling to merge into one flesh. Finally,
just when she thought she could take no more, Karen saw the
light fade from Yolanda’s brilliant eyes. The gypsy woman’s
eyes rolled up into her head, her eyelids drooped and her
head fell to one side. Karen felt her opponent’s vise-like
grip on her body slowly weaken. Sobbing, gasping with relief
and the need for air, Karen rested cheek to sweaty cheek
with Yolanda. The women lay locked together, their limbs
twined like vines, Karen too spent to move, Yolanda
Karen was not surprised by the powerful sexual feelings
raging in her body by her struggle with this incredible
woman. Karen shivered with excitement as she realized that
there would be more tests before their battle could be
decided. Their magnificent bodies would strain together
three more times before final victory could be achieved.
Karen smiled in joyful anticipation.
Yolanda stirred back to consciousness. The gypsy queen
realized that she had been defeated by Karen. The women lay
plastered together for some time, both too weak to release
each other and separate. The women stared hatefully into
each other’s eyes, their world consisting of nothing but the
other’s beautiful gaze, their shared animal hatred and their
awareness of the primitive challenge they posed to each
other’s womanhood. Karen saw the rage in Yolanda’s green
orbs, the volcanic anger that the gypsy queen felt after she
had been conquered by the beautiful body of another
beautiful woman. But Karen also saw the respect that Yolanda
had for her. After two or three more minutes, the women
found the strength to slowly release each other, their limbs
untwining. Karen was reluctant to pull away from Yolanda’s
hot, voluptuous, muscular body. Yolanda felt the same way.
some difficulty, Yolanda rose to her feet and looked down at
Karen. Then, she stepped over to the table and picked up the
medallion. She hung it back around her neck then sat down
and poured herself and Karen two more glasses of whiskey.
Karen rose unsteadily, then sat at the table, facing
Yolanda. The women regarded each other. Their blouses were
soaked with sweat and their massive tits heaved. Their
breasts were completely visible, every ridge in their areola
clearly outlined by the wet cloth. Their smooth, exposed
skin glistened. Their thick manes of hair were damp with the
sweat of their exertion.
“I have never been beaten before,” Yolanda said calmly.
Karen nodded, sipping her drink. “I can understand that. But
neither have I.”
"Next time we meet we will wrestle one another for a final
fall, with all the glorious strength of our naked bodies. We
will forego the other two preliminary contests, and get
right to the final match. Do you agree?"
Karen smiled at the gypsy queen and nodded. Their eyes
locked, a look of raw passion and intense womanly jealousy
passing between them. Both of them wanted this final lock-up
desperately, but they were both prepared to wait, to let the
anticipation build, before they could meet each other again
and struggle body to body. And, Karen hoped, fight in even
more intimate and primitive ways than they had yet tried.
Karen took another sip from her whiskey, then pulled on her
boots and rose from her seat. She nodded at the queen.
Yolanda nodded back. The two Amazonian beauties parted
without another word.
The hot April turned into an even hotter July. Late one
morning, the sun high in the sky, Karen was working on her
ranch. She was naked, except for a pair of short, short cut
off jeans, which rode well up her ass, allowing the lower
curve of her rounded butt full exposure. Her magnificent
torso twisted and rippled as she worked, her bronzed, sweaty
flesh shining in the sun. Her powerful arms knotted and
flexed as she pumped water from the well into a wooden
trough. Her fantastic tits bounced free, enjoying the kiss
of the sun. Her brown nipples were hard from the gentle
caress of the wind. She was preparing to use a bucket to
slosh the water over her nearly naked body in a “horse
She was surprised to see a buckboard moving down the road
towards her isolated ranch house. The wagon was too far away
for her to see who it was, though she could tell that the
driver seemed to be wearing quite a bit of red. Aware of her
near-nudity, she retreated to her house to peek through the
curtains and see who this intruder was.
Karen was not really surprised to see Yolanda stepping down
from the buckboard. Karen felt a shiver of intense
excitement, accompanied by a powerful surge of sexual
The Romany woman stood there, wearing a bright red dress,
her black hair billowing out behind her. The dress fit
snugly, hugging her voluptuous curves. Her shoulders were
bare and the neck scooped low, allowing a generous display
of Yolanda’s magnificent cleavage, which was holding up the
dress. The queen’s medallion hung down toward her massive
breasts, drawing even more attention to her impressive rack.
Yolanda waited for Karen to come out. Clearly, she had seen
the cowgirl in the distance as she approached.
Karen walked out the door, still stripped down to her
shorts, her body shining with sweat. The gypsy woman's eyes
glittered with hot lust as they slid across Karen's
splendidly muscled torso, resting on Karen’s fantastic tits
and the hard brown nipples that now protruded from the
center of the blonde’s areola like fleshy spikes. Karen
smiled as their eyes met. She sensed the incredible energy
Without a word, Yolanda removed her necklace, putting it
inside a box built under the seat of the buckboard. Then
Yolanda kicked off the sandals she was wearing on her feet.
She reached down, seized her dress by the waist, and pulled
the whole thing up and over her head. She was absolutely
nude beneath the dress. Karen’s eyes hungrily devoured the
incredible sight before her. Yolanda was absolutely perfect.
Her dark body glistened with a light sweat, brought on by
the heat of the day. Her round, DDD tits hung high and
proud, her nipples jutted like spears. The thick, v-shaped
thatch of black hair between Yolanda’s columnar legs caught
Karen’s gaze, as did the wet, slick pussy lips beneath that
Karen felt the heat build within her erogenous zones. Karen
nodded at Yolanda, and then slithered out of her shorts,
wiggling the tight garment down past her womanly hips,
letting it drop at her bare feet. She now stood absolute
nude before the gypsy Queen, ready to wrestle. Yolanda’s
eyes drifted down to examine Karen’s pubic push, the golden
hair just as thick and well-shaped as her own. Yolanda’s
eyes caressed Karen’s dripping pussy. Green eyes locked to
blue and the heat of raw power and lust flowed between the
two magnificent women like a living thing.
Yolanda drew a line in the dirt with the toe of her left
foot, stepping across it with her right foot. She kept her
eyes locked with Karen's, waiting. Karen felt the same sense
of excitement that she had in the bar. She stepped forward,
not crossing the line with her left foot, but placing the
heel of her right foot solidly against the heel of
Yolanda's. She felt Yolanda’s calf muscles tense against her
own. She flexed her own in return. Their thighs, pressed
side by side, were both hard, like rock. The two big women
could feel the ripple and crawl of each other's hard-flexed
sinews. They felt the trembling excitement of the other,
each breath pressing them closer together.
"Now, we shall wrestle like true women", murmured Yolanda in
a strained voice. Yolanda looked at Karen without smiling.
"Are you ready?"
Karen nodded. Their flashing eyes met as they carefully fit
their bodies together, leg against leg, thigh against thigh,
massive tit to massive tit. Their naked nipples, longer and
tighter than either woman could ever remember them being
before, came together bare flesh to bare flesh for the first
time. Both women inhaled deeply and groaned in concert as
electricity raced through their bodies at this delicious
contact. Karen felt Yolanda's spirit meet and challenge her
own as their bodies interlocked, feeling the excitement in
the other woman. Their arms slipped around one another and
pulled their luscious bodies together into dual bearhugs.
Each woman felt the trembling muscles of the other as their
contest began. They were locked together as tightly as
lovers. Karen's breathing quickened as Yolanda's solid
breasts swelled and slid wetly across her own.
Karen and Yolanda were gripped together in their hatred and
desire, giving their naked muscles full vent as they each
knew they would fight to the finish. Each woman could feel
the sweat building. Each felt the hot, slick skin of the
other, pressing her breasts ever harder against the other.
Their muscles hardened ever more as the hatred between the
two women grew. They grunted loudly, and their breath hissed
through clenched teeth. Their eyes were wide and unfocused,
alone with each other and their test, lost to the rest of
the world in their savage intensity.
Yolanda rejoiced in the depth of the hatred and lust between
herself and Karen. Yolanda had fought many gypsy wrestling
matches before, yet never had she ever felt such a strong
spirit as she now felt in Karen. Yolanda felt her passionate
hatred for Karen. And the gypsy felt something more . . . a
powerful sexual yearning to possess and conquer this
magnificently muscled woman with whom she wrestled, to
conquer this beautiful blonde bitch in the deepest, most
intimate ways. She knew that great hatred and passion would
make that final victory so much more satisfying when it
Yolanda and Karen were locked in between each other’s
powerfully scissored thighs, their loins jammed together as
tight as lovers, their thick pubic bushes crushed tight and
intertwined. Yolanda's muscular arms slid around Karen's
back and her fingers knotted together. Then, with a grunt of
effort, the gypsy increased the already overwhelming
pressure of her solid breasts against the other woman's tits
and bore down on her bearhug with all her might. Her mighty
arms bulged with effort, her biceps knotted and bunched.
Slowly, she felt the blonde's steel-sinewed body giving way,
that terrible strength waning against her own. Karen's grip
around Yolanda weakened just slightly, bending against the
pressure of the Romany woman's strength. Karen fought back.
Yolanda felt Karen's muscular body strengthen, accompanied
by a sob of pain and effort, but she held her advantage,
though not without a similar cry of her own.
They locked eyes once more and Yolanda was astonished at the
agony on her rival's face, never dreaming that her own agony
appeared just as intense.
She felt Karen's body stiffen, the leg thrust between hers
hardening as the hatred grew even more with the eye contact,
and their arms actually began to close even tighter. Breast
heaved against breast and the two women screamed
ferociously, desperately, as the last of their reserves went
into the struggle. Their bodies were locked into a straining
mass of womanhood, crushed as tight as two bodies could get,
their limbs twined, their muscles trembling with effort.
Neither woman gave an inch as they glared hatefully into
each other’s eyes, nose to nose, forehead to forehead, their
teeth clenched in effort, their tits squashed and throbbing
as one, their nipples twisted together and buried deep
inside their combined titflesh. Their pants came in hard,
gasping breaths, but still they kept squeezing and
squeezing, each woman absolutely determined to crush her
opponent into submission.
Karen took a desperate gamble. Her powerful thigh was
already thrust up into Yolanda’s slick, wet womanhood. She
arched her foot, lifting the other woman just slightly, and
was able to throw Yolanda off balance just for an instant.
With a cry, Karen succeeded in toppling the other woman,
their bodies still twined together. Screaming, the two
magnificent women tumbled to the dusty ground, Karen on top,
Yolanda beneath her. Their perfect, sweat-slicked bodies
slammed together even tighter. Their massive tits pancaked
into one, their long, muscled legs interlocked and froze
into a quivering stalemate, their arms somehow found even
more strength to increase their grips on the other’s back.
Karen and Yolanda screamed into each other’s faces, their
desperation and raw rage and hatred coming out in animal
cries of pain and need.
Yolanda strained as she never had before, determined not to
be beaten in the same way as she had in their previous
fight. Screaming and gasping, driving her body beyond its
limits, she managed to slowly, agonizingly roll Karen over
onto her back, their bodies still locked as one. Karen
sobbed in rage and desperation but, despite her greatest
efforts, she was unable to prevent the roll. Somehow,
though, she found the strength to keep the roll going.
Yolanda fought her every inch of the way, pressing her tits,
hips and torso down onto Karen’s matching body parts with
all of her power. But it was not quite enough. Yolanda found
herself on her back again, under Karen’s body, the blonde
struggling to control and master her.
Drawing on strength she could not have, Yolanda rolled Karen
back under her body and the two women resumed their long,
slow, agonizing struggle as they slowly, painfully,
continued to roll and roll. Every inch of their magnificent
bodies struggled against the other. They used their
crotches, pressing and thrusting, arching backs and working
hips, finding any way to gain the momentum necessary to keep
their slow, painful turning going.
They rolled in the dust for what seemed like forever, their
cries of rage and hate and effort growing ever more
desperate. Their beautiful faces were contorted into
grimaces of agony.
Finally, however, cheek to cheek, gasping and panting and
whimpering with effort, squeezing and crushing, muscles
locked and straining, the victor emerged. Karen had managed
to force one final roll, taking the top position again.
Despite her greatest efforts, Yolanda’s magnificent body
just could not find the strength to continue, to force Karen
back over onto her back. Karen squeezed and squeezed, trying
force Yolanda into final submission. The gypsy queen
returned the grip just as hard, refusing to surrender.
Crushing each other, their bodies heaving as one, their
flesh drenched with their shared sweat, Karen and Yolanda
slowly felt their strength fade as they fought each other to
exhaustion. Still, Karen knew she had won. She was on top,
the final victor in their desperate struggle. She raised her
head and placed her face nose to nose with Yolanda, the
women’s lips resting on each other. The women shared their
hot breath. Karen looked down into Yolanda’s eyes, which
were half-closed with tiredness, and gave the gypsy woman a
look of triumph. Yolanda glared back in anger, but she had
to accept the outcome.
It was several minutes before the two women could finally
separate, rolling apart to lie side by side on the dry
earth. It was several more minutes before they could find
the strength to pull themselves to their feet. Completely
spent, they walked to the horse trough and sloshed water
over their sweaty, naked, dust-covered bodies. The cool
water helped soothe the incredible heat boiling off of them.
They poured the cold water over their heads, washing the
sweat and grime out of their hair. Neither woman said
anything as they squeezed out their hair, as they let the
hot sun dry their glistening flesh.
Finally, Karen turned and looked deeply, hungrily into
Yolanda’s eyes. The matter of the land was over. Karen had
won their struggle. But other matters remained unresolved.
There was one final contest for them to engage, the one that
mattered the most, the one that they had both been building
towards with growing, feverish anticipation, from the moment
they had first met.
“I am the strongest woman you will ever meet,” Karen said to
Yolanda, exhaustion slurring her words.
“I hate you,” Yolanda whispered. Her green eyes glowed with
“No more than I hate you,” Karen replied, her heart pounding
behind her breast.
“I love you,” Yolanda purred, beginning to move her naked
body closer to Karen’s.
“No more than I love you,” Karen murmured, reaching out for
Yolanda’s nude form.
The women slid their naked bodies together. Their arms
wrapped around each other again and squeezed tight, but this
time it was to bring their flesh together in the most erotic
ways. Their heavy tits pushed and crushed as they throbbed
with electricity. Their hard bellies pressed, the women slid
their muscled thighs into each other’s crotch, the smooth
flesh abraded by their rough pubic bushes. Karen and Yolanda
looked deep into each other’s eyes, the heat and lust of
their bodies radiating into each other like burning stars.
Their noses touched and they turned their heads just enough
to slide their tongues into each other’s mouth. They melted
together in a luscious, lustful kiss. Their powerful tongues
moved slow and hard inside of each other’s mouths, wrestling
and tangling, pushing and stroking, exchanging spit and
slow, hard licks. Karen and Yolanda each grabbed the back of
the other woman’s head and pushed their mouths even harder
together as they struggled to devour each other. How long
they kissed, neither woman knew. The delicious kissing and
sucking seemed to go on forever. They rubbed bellies and
swung their hips gently, pushing their pubic hair together.
Their hot, slick cunt lips sucked hungrily to the smooth
hard flesh of the other woman’s thigh. Deep within their
locked mouths, both women groaned in ecstasy.
Finally, they broke the kiss, pulling apart only to lick at
each other and exchange looks of growing, raging lust. The
women’s eyes gleamed with excitement. The nude women walked
hand in hand into Karen’s small cabin. They walked to the
large, heavy wood frame bed in the corner of the room. Karen
climbed onto the bed, turned herself around, and spread her
powerful legs wide, an unmistakable invitation to her rival.
Yolanda smiled eagerly. She climbed onto the bed facing
Karen and arranged her body in reply, spreading her thighs,
pointing her wet, hungry, cunt directly at Karen’s welcoming
twat. Both women looked down into the other’s open, gaping
pink slit. Karen flexed her cunt; Yolanda flexed her own
pussy in response. They locked eyes and smiled savagely.
“I will fuck you until you submit to me, Karen,” Yolanda
whispered, her eyes burning with lust. “I have never been
defeated in a sexfight. You have proven a formidable foe
when it comes to wrestling, but I don’t think you will be
able to match my cunt.”
“We will fuck, Yolanda,” Karen replied, panting with
excitement. “But my cunt will eat yours. I have defeated you
in every battle we have had. I will defeat you here, again.”
Yolanda shook her hand. “No, girl,” she replied. “This ends
here, with your body and spirit surrendering to mine.”
“Let’s see,” Karen snarled. Her previous battle with the
gypsy girl had not been a sexfight, though the sexual
dimension to their combat had been undeniable. When Karen
had won, she remembered pussy punching the other girl, even
briefly grinding into her enemy’s twat with her own, to
establish her dominance. But she had not gone any further,
though there was a big part of her that had wished she
could. She had no doubt that Yolanda had much more
experience sexfighting than she did. But she also suspected
Yolanda had much more experience wrestling, and Karen had
still managed to win. Her confidence in her body’s
incredible abilities was undaunted.
Karen pushed these thoughts out of her mind. She was about
to embark on the most erotic journey of her life. She could
not wait a moment longer. Her twat was soaked with
anticipation, cunt juice dripping down to the bed. She could
see that Yolanda’s pussy was every bit as wet and hungry.
Karen reached down and spread her engorged pussy lips,
pulling them apart to let her swollen clit spring free. Her
clit was long and hard, bigger than she could ever remember
before, and throbbing with a maddening intensity. She could
feel it growing even as she panted with desire.
Yolanda reached down and used her fingers to spread her cunt
lips. Her red, thick clit protruded like a small fleshy
knife. It burned with a pulsing heat. Yolanda could not
remember ever being this aroused before, could not remember
the sexual fever ever gripping her quite this hard in the
past. She ran a fingernail over her throbbing clit,
thrilling to the incredible jolt of electricity that
Without another word, the Amazonian women pushed towards
each other on the bed, their hearts pounding with
excitement, their cunts glistening with lubrication, their
tits taut with arousal and rocking as they moved. They
scissored each other, right legs over left. Eyes locked one
last time. Karen’s head was spinning with lust. In another
second, she would finally be joined cunt to cunt with the
most magnificent enemy she had ever dreamed of having, she
would finally be giving and taking unbearable pleasure in
the most intimate ways from this magnificent bitch. In
another moment, she would finally know what it was like to
be locked cunt to cunt with Yolanda. She savoured the
anticipation a moment more. Then, signaling with their eyes,
the two alpha bitches braced their powerful bodies with
their muscular arms, pulled back their hips, and rammed
their drooling pussies together with all of the power of
their hips and asses.
Their wet pussies slapped, their thick cunt lips squashed
and merged and slid against each other in the slickness of
their mutual lubrication. Karen and Yolanda threw back their
heads and shrieked as one. They gasped and shuddered with
the unbelievable sexual pleasure that exploded through their
bodies. The women pulled back and slammed their twats
together deliciously several times in a row, cunt juice
spraying with each impact, their faces contorted with the
incredible sensations, animal grunts and screams of joy and
lust accompanying each impact. But soon they kept their
pussies pressed tight and began working their hips and asses
in hard circular movements, each woman doing her best to
drill their cunts together, to penetrate each other, to eat
the other woman’s pussy with her own.
Karen and Yolanda’s wet inner labia mashed together, the
soft, deliciously sensitive tissues opening, merging and
melting into one flesh. Sexual secretions poured from their
locked cunts like a torrential rain. They shoved harder and
harder, screaming and grunting with each powerful thrust.
Their soft, yielding cunt lips sucked, wet squelching sounds
emanating with each jerk of their hips. Their cunt lips
flattened, sealing tight in an unbreakable suction. The
women stared down at their battling cunts over their
vigorously bouncing tits, their eyes glazed with passion and
lust, the raw sensations blasting out of their twats almost
more than they could stand.
The women’s thick clits grew even harder and longer and slid
into their enemy’s fuck trough. Karen felt Yolanda’s long,
hard clit probing her labia. She whimpered in anticipation.
At the same time, Yolanda felt Karen’s throbbing clit
violating her. She trembled with need. Through half-lidded
eyes, Karen and Yolanda locked their burning gazes as they
moved minutely, maneuvering to bring their swollen clits
into direct contact. Their fleshy sex swords touched,
exquisitely sensitive head to head. Karen felt like an
erotic bomb went off in her cunt. She trembled with the
unbearable pleasure, then threw back her head and let loose
an animal scream of raw joy. Yolanda shrieked with pleasure,
throwing back her head to howl at the ceiling, her eyes wide
and unfocused. The erotic electricity flowed through their
perfect bodies in waves and, for a long moment, they held
each other immobile with pleasure, simply enjoying the
incredible contact. Then, instinctively, they began to move,
rubbing their clits together, beginning the next stage of
the fuckwar that they had both wanted for so long.
Teeth clenched, tears trickling from their eyes, gazes
locked in an agony of pleasure, Karen and Yolanda worked
their clits against each other. They pushed head to head,
struggling to crush the other back. They rubbed their clits
side to side, trying to bend the other, sawing them against
each other, struggling to overwhelm the other woman with
ecstasy. They worked their clits around and around inside of
the sealed arena of their clenched, throbbing cunts, each
woman desperate to trigger a submissive orgasm in the other.
Their juicy twats compressed ever harder, eating at each
other like ravenous carnivores. Pussy lubricants continued
to pour from their sealed twats in copious amounts, a
testament to the incredible arousal of both women.
As their sexual fury grew, Yolanda and Karen’s desire to
join their bodies completely became ever more feverish. The
women reached for each other and pulled each other’s upper
torsos tightly together. Their heavy tits squished, their
rock hard nipples crossed and penetrated and twisted
together into deliciously painful knots of erotic intensity.
Their hair cascaded down over their faces, merging like two
waterfalls. Karen and Yolanda locked together in a hungry
kiss, their tongues twisting together, then licking and
stroking, imitating the far more intense clit to clit
struggle going on between their legs. They were fuck
machines, grinding into each other mercilessly, their bodies
burning up with sexual fever, their need to fuck the other
woman into total submission never greater, matched only by
their need to find ecstatic sexual release with each other.
Karen was almost delirious. She had long since stopped
thinking, allowing her body to follow its primitive
instincts, to simply keep grinding and fucking and fucking
until the sexual fire burning in her core could be quenched
and satisfied. She knew she had to outlast Yolanda, she knew
she had to force the gypsy woman to an unbearable orgasm
first. But she also knew that her body, her raging cunt and
her burning tits, wanted to devour Yolanda completely and
she knew the best she could do to achieve this goal was
unleash the sexual beast raging in her core.
Yolanda was astonished at the sexual power, the raw natural
talent, that Karen was displaying. Yolanda knew from her
long experience that the best way to win a battle like this
was to surrender to the urges and desires of her body. Her
own insatiable sexual hunger was usually far more than any
opponent could handle. But she was amazed to feel the
intensity of Karen’s spirit rising to challenge her own. She
could tell that Karen had also let go completely, that what
she was now battling was the raw sexual animal that nested
deep in her enemy’s core. Yolanda was almost overwhelmed
with delight. She had released her own sexual beast and she
now felt that she and Karen were like two ravenous cats
locked in a battle to the finish, their bodies twined and
twisted into one, their voracious sexual appetites at full
power. Yolanda pumped harder and harder, she fucked Karen
with wild abandon, opening herself, violating Karen and
being violated in turn and loving all of it.
The women wrapped themselves together as tight as they
could, tying their bodies into an intimate knot. They
crushed tighter and tighter, they kissed ever more savagely,
they worked their hips and asses, driving their cunts into
each other with ever greater intensity. Their swelling clits
were trapped together within the tight arena of their merged
twats, both women’s pussies biting and squeezing at each
other as hard as they could. Karen and Yolanda whimpered
with lust, their bodies trembling with pre-orgasmic bliss as
they fucked furiously.
Karen reached behind Yolanda and grasped the gypsy’s
shapely, rippling ass. She pulled on Yolanda’s ass, causing
Yolanda to go over on her back, Karen riding her down, their
big cunts still clamped together in a sucking bond. Karen
separated from Yolanda for a moment, pulling their pussies
apart in a spray of cunt juice, then threw herself back onto
her enemy, lining her body up with Yolanda’s once again, tit
to tit and cunt to cunt. She slammed her soft, juicy cunt
onto Yolanda’s equally thick, wet twat, then rotated her
pussy, drilling into Yolanda’s snatch. Karen powered her
vaginal crack down into Yolanda’s pussy, splatting their
sopping wet cunts together, sealing them tight once again.
Their engorged clits lashed at each other, grinding hard,
sending shockwaves of raw pleasure coursing through their
bodies. Fuck lips slid and ground into fuck lips, juicy
cunts squashed and merged. Karen drove her clit into
Yolanda’s fuck trough and ran the thick organ all the way up
Yolanda’s sex-slick slit, again and again and again,
stroking hard at Yolanda’s burning clit, fucking the gypsy
queen ferociously. Yolanda grabbed Karen’s round, pumping
ass and began thrusting up with all of her strength,
slamming her cunt into Karen’s, matching the blonde’s fuck
attack with her own powerful thrusts. Their clits fenced
furiously, stroking and crushing, slashing and grinding. For
long minutes the women writhed together, their massive tits
crushing and rolling and slopping up and down on their
chests, their nipples stabbing firm titflesh, then tangling
and twisting together, their moans and cries of ecstasy
growing sharper and louder.
With a desperate arching of her back and thrusting of her
hips, Yolanda succeeded in throwing Karen off-balance. The
gypsy queen rolled their twined bodies and took the top
position. She slammed her fuck hole into Karen’s matching
slit with all of her strength. The women shrieked in rage
and lust, overwhelmed with the desire to fuck and fuck. The
women locked together in an open mouth kiss, tongues
twisting together, sucking at each other. Both women grabbed
the other’s ass and pulled hard, trying to pull the other as
hard and deep inside of her as she could. Yolanda pinned
Karen’s massive, throbbing clit with her equally huge
sexhorn and ground mercilessly, sending pulses of
unimaginable pleasure roaring through both women’s enraged
bodies. They mashed tits hard, they gasped and kissed
desperately, then bit and clawed at each other as their
snatches continued to eat at each other, sucking and
devouring each other millimeter by millimeter. Karen fucked
back with all of her will, giving just as good as she was
getting, ramming up with all of her strength. Their bodies
shook and quivered, the women broke their frantic kiss to
scream with rage and effort and pleasure. With a furious
cry, Karen thrust hard and succeeded in rolling Yolanda back
over and resuming the top position.
Karen started slamming her sopping cunt into Yolanda’s
matching snatch, splatting their twats together in a series
of savage thrusts. Karen drove herself as deep as she could
into Yolanda’s hot, wet, thick-lipped cunt, then worked her
hips and wiggled her ass furiously, working as hard as she
could to force Yolanda’s slit to open and spread beneath her
own. Their snatches sucked and sealed hard once again,
flattening and spreading. Their clits pulsed with
exquisitely agonizing bursts of pleasure as they stabbed and
rubbed against each other. Yolanda’s legs began to flail as
Karen fucked her harder and harder, as she was overwhelmed
by the raw pleasure the blonde’s snatch was inflicting on
her. The gypsy woman felt the sexual pleasure building in
her core, rolling out in waves. She knew she was only
moments from an incredibly intense orgasm. Yolanda grasped
Karen’s ass and pulled the other woman as hard into her as
possible; Karen seized Yolanda’s ass and continued to power
down, driving her clit into Yolanda’s matching sexhorn,
groaning with the incredible pleasure of the clitfucking she
was forcing on the gypsy queen. The women rode each other up
the pleasure curve, gasping and moaning, shuddering and
trembling with erotic power.
Yolanda splayed her legs, opening them as wide as she could,
offering herself in sexual surrender to Karen’s driving
cunt. Karen drilled deep, deep into Yolanda’s yielding cunt.
The women’s swollen, rock-hard, throbbing clits squashed
hard, crushing head to head. Karen moaned, ecstatic beyond
all belief as she felt Yolanda spreading and opening beneath
her, as she felt her own cunt merging with the gypsy queen’s
twat, as their soft, thick labia became one mass of
pleasure. Karen gathered herself and unleashed a powerful,
pussy-splitting hunch, which spliced Yolanda’s hungry cunt
in two, mashing their battling clits so hard that they fused
into one flesh.
Yolanda shrieked in despair as her clit exploded, as an
enormous orgasm blasted out of her core. Both women pulled
each other’s asses as tight as they could, dragging each
other into their burning snatches with all their strength.
They continued slamming their powerful cunts together,
grinding together, penetrating each other completely.
Another powerful orgasm rolled out of Yolanda’s squirting
cunt. Moments later, Karen could not take anymore. An
incredibly intense orgasm pulsed out of her clit, filling
her entire body with sheer ecstasy. Her cunt melted into
Yolanda’s eager pussy. Karen came so hard she felt like she
was peeing as she released a long, hot stream of pure cum,
injecting it deep into Yolanda’s welcoming twat, filling the
other woman’s already overflowing vaginal canal with her
secretions, violating Yolanda in the most delicious and
intimate way that she could. Yolanda twined her legs with
Karen’s and, together, the women bucked and heaved and
gasped, biting and kissing at each other, panting hard,
screaming in sheer bliss as they shared orgasms, as their
interlocked cunts pumped intermixed cum back and forth
between their raging bodies. Karen continued to grind and
work her ass and hips, determined to merge her twat
completely with Yolanda’s, determined to master and conquer
the other woman in the most primal and decisive way
possible. Karen could not believe how good this felt. Every
inch of skin on her voluptuous body was alive, tingling with
sexual power. She felt her whole body fusing to Yolanda’s,
she felt their burning clits flowing together like hot wax.
She kept driving her cunt as deep into the gypsy’s open,
hungry twat for as long as she could, concentrating on
sucking Yolanda’s cunt inside-out. Yolanda moaned and gasped
and pulled on Karen’s ass ever harder, struggling hard to
squeeze back at Karen’s dominating pussy.
Finally, the last orgasm rippled through their bodies. The
women collapsed, limbs twined, bodies soaked with sweat and
the copious amounts of cum that had squeezed out of their
overloaded vaginal canals. Their tits throbbed into each
other, their nipples stabbed each other deeply. Their
bellies were hot and flat against each other, so tight that
their navels were sucking together. Their contrasting hair
was tangled. They lay cheek to cheek, panting in unison,
hands still grasping each other’s ass, nails digging into
the firm flesh. Both women felt their locked clits pulsing,
throbbing into each other. They basked together in the
afterglow, enjoying the delicious sensations of their
complete coupling, of their joining into one voluptuous
After several minutes, Karen rolled off of Yolanda’s wet
body, their pussies sucking apart with a loud pop and
splatter of cum, their tangled pubic hair ripping, their
hard, burning tits wobbling tiredly on their chests. Karen
smiled as she sprawled her sweat-slicked body next to
Yolanda’s equally beautiful, exhausted form. Karen knew she
had won. Once again, she had forced the beautiful gypsy to
surrender, but this time in a way that proved, without a
doubt, which of them was the stronger woman. She had never
felt more satisfied in her life. Her burning clit was still
hard, engorged with blood and throbbing with heat. Her pussy
was sopping wet, her abdomen smeared with the juices she had
shared with Yolanda. She considered what she would do to
Yolanda, now that she had defeated the gypsy woman. She
turned her head to look at the beautiful gypsy, who was
panting hard, her massive tits rising and falling, her body
gleaming with sweat, her eyes closed.
Yolanda opened her eyes to catch Karen staring at her. The
gypsy queen smiled then suddenly rolled on top of Karen and
mounted her. The gypsy forced her mouth onto Karen’s and the
women sealed together in a long, savage, open-mouthed kiss.
They shared tongues and spit, even as they aligned their
beautiful, voluptuous bodies again.
“We’re not done yet, Karen,” Yolanda moaned when she finally
broke the kiss. “I think my hot, hairy cunt wants to eat a
bit more of your little twat.”
“Fuck you, Yolanda,” Karen groaned. She could not believe
the gypsy woman’s stamina. It was as if the thorough fucking
Karen had just administered to her was giving the
dark-haired beauty even more power. But Karen refused to
back down. She was sure that her body would rise to meet
this new challenge.
Yolanda rubbed her big tits all over Karen’s equally huge
rack, flicking hard nipples, slipping their sweaty mammaries
around and around each other. Yolanda pulled Karen’s legs
wide, splaying the blonde’s twat beneath her, and aimed her
wet, dripping sex gash at Karen’s open pink slit. With a
groan and a smile, Yolanda rubbed her aching, hairy snatch
directly into Karen’s equally hairy, open twat, sighing with
joy as she felt her fuckmeat sinking into Karen’s yielding
meat, as she felt Karen’s cunt opening up to receive her
burning twat. They crushed tight, and Yolanda worked her
hips and ass, drilling herself into Karen. At the same time,
she pulled Karen’s left tit to her face and began chewing
and sucking at the other woman’s beautiful nipple.
Karen groaned as she felt herself violated and stimulated by
Yolanda. She struggled to find the sexual power to resist
and defeat her beautiful enemy. But this was different than
a physical fight, where the outcome depended on sheer
physical stamina. Now, her ability to win depended on her
body’s ability to summon sexual power, the desire to want
and need even more sexual contact. She began to wonder if
Yolanda had not exaggerated when she had alluded to her
body’s insatiable sexual appetite.
“I’m going to fuck you blind, Karen,” Yolanda promised, her
eyes shining with vengeful hate and raw lust. “I’m going to
teach you a lesson you’ll never forget – never match cunts
with a gypsy!”
“Bring it on, you whore,” Karen snarled back. She could feel
her body regaining its power, rising to meet the sexual
threat posed by Yolanda’s ravenous womanhood. “You’re going
to learn never to go clit to clit with a cowgirl!”
Yolanda reached down between her legs and spread her
engorged pussy lips, aligning her throbbing, rock-hard clit
with Karen’s equally huge and solid sexhorn. She seized
Karen’s round, hard ass, and moved the blonde into position,
then shoved forward, driving her throbbing clit into Karen’s
wet, cum-coated fuck trough, sliding the thick organ up the
blonde’s pink slit before powerfucking their clits together
mercilessly. Yolanda threw herself forward, making sure her
hard nipples lined up with Karen’s throbbing nips. The women
screamed together in pleasure as their massive, meaty tits
squashed into one mass of hot, firm flesh, as Yolanda began
writhing and grinding every inch of her beautiful brown body
into every inch of Karen’s equally beautiful bronzed
perfection. They grabbed each other’s asses tight once more,
digging their fingernails into the taut, round flesh, and
resumed their fuckfight, splatting their juicy, hungry
fuckholes together in a savage rhythm, drilling and
penetrating each other, sawing thick clits furiously against
each other, before pulling back and then slamming their wet
cunts together again and again. Pussy juice flowed,
lubricating their grinding, thrusting battle. The beautiful
women grunted and groaned and sobbed, cursing each other,
working their bodies together in a hard, brutal rhythm as
each sought to fuck her foe into oblivion.
“You dirty fucking cunt!,” Karen sobbed. She glared up at
Yolanda through half-closed eyes, her body a raging furnace
of raw, overwhelming sexual pleasure. Yolanda’s eyes were
closed, but her face was a vision of pure lust and joy. She
wore a smile of absolute delight as she basked in the
incredibly intense sexual sensations saturating her body as
she fucked and fucked Karen’s beautiful body, as her tits
squashed and mashed with Karen’s powerful tits, as their
nipples wrestled for dominance, as her slick flesh rubbed
and slid and merged with that of her enemy. The women’s
grinding clits began to knot together and both women could
only cry out in overjoyed pleasure as the excruciatingly
intense fucking entered a new phase.
Karen screamed in despair as she felt her body slowly fill
to the breaking point with sexual pleasure; the raw
sensations were indescribably wonderful. Part of her wanted
to do nothing except throw her legs wide, lean back, and let
Yolanda fuck her brains out. But her pride kept her
fighting, kept her resisting the intense pleasure burning
through her body, kept her driving up to meet Yolanda’s
dominating thrusts with pussy-splitting hunches of her own.
Yolanda moaned in ecstasy as she felt her cunt flatten down
onto Karen’s red-hot twat, their fuckmeat boiling with
electrical sensations, their twats melting into one
delicious flesh. The women continued to buck and heave,
their cunts squelching together as they sucked and sealed,
pulling hard on the other’s clenching ass. Karen wrapped her
powerful legs around Yolanda’s hips, holding the gypsy queen
in place, trying to use the leverage to fuck back against
the other woman’s cunt with all of her power. Yolanda’s ass
continued pumping hard, ramming her clit up and through
Karen’s fucktrough, fencing with Karen’s throbbing clit.
Yolanda felt Karen’s fantastic body surrendering to her own.
She forced her mouth down on Karen’s open mouth, slipping
her tongue down Karen’s throat, almost causing the blonde
beauty to choke. Karen broke the kiss, gasping for air. She
sank her teeth into Yolanda’s shoulder, sucking and biting.
Yolanda bit back, grasping Karen’s lower jaw in her teeth in
a gentle bite, then forcing her tongue back into Karen’s
mouth. Karen was ready for her this time, however, and their
tongue-twisting, spit-flowing kiss soon descended into a
vicious, moaning deadlock.
All the while, Karen felt her cunt opening and spreading,
sucking tighter and tighter to Yolanda’s writhing, thrusting
twat. Yolanda’s clit was grinding and rubbing and crushing
against her sexhorn, sending constant shockwaves of
excruciating ecstasy raging through her body. Her only
consolation was that she was sure she was inflicting just as
much pleasure on Yolanda. Despite her certainty that she was
on the verge of exploding in orgasmic ecstasy, Karen kept
grinding and thrusting back, refusing to give up the
struggle. Tears of pleasure and effort streamed down her
face and she sobbed uncontrollably beneath Yolanda’s
onslaught, but she still kept pumping back with her powerful
ass, driving her clit to Yolanda’s sexhorn with equal
fervor, fucking back just as hard as she was being fucked.
The women broke the kiss and lay cheek to cheek, their hard,
locked bodies moving in rhythm, their powerful muscles
undulating and rippling with effort as their clits fought to
the finish. Karen’s head was almost exploding with pleasure.
Their swollen, three-inch clits were grinding and rubbing at
each other with absolutely fury, two long, thick, nerve-rich
nubs of sheer ecstasy, occasionally tangling together and
locking, causing both women to scream hysterically. Their
snatches had flattened against each other, leaving their
thick clits to rub and rub and grind within the fleshy arena
formed by their locked cunt lips. Yolanda knew she had the
advantage of gravity and she was expecting to feel Karen’s
hot clit softening and squashing beneath her own throbbing
sexhorn at any moment. But Karen’s clit was strong and hard
and it kept resisting. Karen screamed out in desperation.
She felt like her whole cunt was being sucked into Yolanda’s
ravenous twat. She felt like her whole body was being eaten
alive with the pleasure and tension Yolanda was beating into
her. Karen squeezed with her snatch, trying hard to bite
back with her cunt muscles.
Both women were trembling with pre-orgasmic ecstasy. They
could feel the pleasure building to unbearable levels and
they worked their bodies harder into each other. Yolanda was
amazed that Karen had managed to hold out this long. She
redoubled her attack, fucking Karen even harder, her ass
rippling and clenching with effort as she slammed her cunt
deeper and deeper into Karen’s spreading twat, as her own
pussy flattened against Karen’s snatch. Karen screamed and
shrieked, but she still managed to buck up and meet all of
Yolanda’s devastating thrusts, their hot, wet cunts
splatting together and then grinding relentlessly, before
pulling apart to drive together again. Their long, hard,
throbbing clits stayed in constant contact.
“Give, give you little whore, you fucking cunt, GIVE!!,”
Yolanda shrieked at Karen. She refused to believe that Karen
could hold out against her.
“Never, you whore, you motherfucking bitch, NEVER!!,” Karen
sobbed. But she felt herself splitting in two, she felt her
pussy being spliced by Yolanda’s devastatingly powerful cunt
thrusts, she felt her throbbing clit so enflamed with
pleasure that it had to explode like a bomb in her cunt. She
felt her aching nipples twisted and struggling desperately
against Yolanda’s rock-hard nips. She felt her massive tits
squashing with Yolanda’s massive rack, firm flesh pulsing
and resisting, yet still being slowly overwhelmed by
Yolanda’s matching boobs. The gypsy woman had the advantages
of gravity and sexual insatiability, and she was using both
to full effect, slowly fucking Karen to the point where the
blonde’s body could not stand anymore.
Finally, Yolanda delivered a pussy-splitting thrust that
rammed her powerful clit so hard against Karen’s burning
clit that the blonde’s steel-hard sexnub bent just a little,
then twisted around Yolanda’s clit and sent a pulse of
excruciating pleasure exploding through both women’s
“Oh MY FUCKING GOD!!,” Karen howled, her hands pulling on
Yolanda’s ass, dragging the gypsy queen’s twat as hard into
her cunt as they could, her body bucking up with all of her
strength, her back arching as the most intense orgasm of her
life detonated in her core. ‘No, NO, Oh FUCK, NOOOO!!!,”
Karen shrieked as the orgasm blasted throughout her entire
body, filling every muscle with sheer erotic ecstasy.
Yolanda’s hands were fixed to Karen’s ass and she thrust her
mouth onto Karen’s mouth, locking the blonde into an eager,
voracious kiss. She rode Karen mercilessly, determined to
force every orgasm that she could out of her foe, determined
to completely exhaust and dominate Karen’s beautiful body.
But it was not long before the effects of the jerks and
convulsions of Karen’s writhing body on their twined clits
pushed Yolanda over the orgasmic edge. Her clit exploded and
she, too, experienced the most intense orgasm of her life.
Yolanda shrieked in joy and victory as her body released its
The women’s bodies slowly stopped thrashing and, instead,
trembled and shuddered as one as their muscles locked and
strained against each other. Devastating multiple orgasms
chained through their powerful forms, as they crushed each
other in a desperate effort to become one body and merge
completely. They gasped and cried out in each other’s faces,
their cunts gushing with pussy juice, the sexual secretions
coating their bodies. Yolanda and Karen glared furiously
into each other’s faces through half-open eyes, their
beautiful visages masks of sexual fury and raw passion.
Yolanda was determined to ride Karen into submission. She
felt indescribable ecstasy saturate her body, as pleasure so
intense that it felt like her head would explode pulsed
through her deepest core and radiated out through every
muscle, forcing her deep inner muscles to contract and pump
copious amounts of cunt juice down into Karen. Karen’s body
was doing the same thing, pumping cum up into Yolanda in a
delicious erotic circuit. The women held each other and
shuddered and sobbed as they exchanged orgasms and body
fluids and rode each other to the end.
With a shuddering moan, Karen spread her legs wide, splaying
herself out in sexual submission. Yolanda was treated to the
incredibly gratifying sight of the light in Karen’s
beautiful blue eyes flaring and fading. The blonde beauty’s
body gushed one final, delicious flow of cum up into
Yolanda’s body. Yolanda moaned, enjoying the intimate heat
as Karen’s hot cum mixed with her own. Then, she came in an
orgasm so intense she was sure her head blew off. She
released her ecstasy into Karen’s body in an endless stream
of pussy juice. Completely spent, she collapsed on Karen’s
unconscious body. She had won. A smug smile of satisfaction
lit her beautiful face as she slowly faded into
unconsciousness, joining Karen in blissful oblivion.
The late afternoon sun filtered in through the windows of
Karen’s cabin. Karen finally stirred, and found herself
still crushed under the delicious weight of Yolanda’s
beautiful body. Their limbs were twined, they were covered
in drying sexual secretions. Yolanda’s face was tucked into
Karen’s shoulder. Karen’s movements woke the gypsy, who
raised her head to smile down at Karen. Yolanda’s sweat-damp
hair cascaded like a curtain, covering both women’s faces.
Yolanda pressed her lips onto Karen’s soft pair, then licked
the other woman’s lips, before she slowly rolled herself off
of Karen’s prone body. Yolanda lay on her side, her head
propped up with her right hand. Her left leg sprawled across
Karen’s left leg. The blonde’s legs were still slightly
spread; Yolanda took her left hand and ran two fingers up
Karen’s wet, pink slit, scooping out some of the thick cum
that had gelled there, then raised her fingers to her mouth
and licked them clean. Karen watched, glaring hatefully.
“Mmm, you taste good, little cowgirl,” Yolanda taunted. “But
I think that you know what you owe me, don’t you?”
“Yes,” Karen replied resentfully. She had been defeated and
she knew that she now needed to accept her humiliation by
expressing her submission to Yolanda’s superior sexuality.
This was one of the gypsy rules of womanly combat. She
started to sit up, but Yolanda stopped her by placing her
hand on Karen’s right tit. She squeezed the blonde’s massive
mammary gland hard. “Not yet,” the gypsy queen murmured.
Then, she lowered her head to Karen’s left tit and began
licking the swelling nipple, then sucked Karen’s entire
areola, before taking as much of the blonde’s beautiful boob
into her mouth as she could, chewing and sucking vigorously.
“Aaaaah, God,” Karen gasped, arching her back and writhing
as the intense sexual energy rippled from her throbbing tit
and into the rest of her body. She could not believe she was
capable of any more sexual arousal after the tremendous
fucking she and Yolanda had inflicted on each other, but she
could not deny that her body was responding enthusiastically
to Yolanda’s new assault.
Slowly, moaning with pleasure, Karen pulled herself into a
sitting position. Yolanda moved with her, refusing to
release her suckled tit. Once both women were sitting up,
Karen lowered her head to Yolanda’s massive left tit, pulled
it to her mouth, and began sucking vigorously, excitedly.
She had not yet sucked on Yolanda’s massive breasts and she
was eager to do so now. The women spread their legs and
slipped between each other’s thighs, straddling each other
as they feasted on each other, low moans of pleasure
harmonizing as they went at each other with a ravenous
hunger. At the same time, Karen and Yolanda moved their
hands to the other woman’s free tit and began squeezing and
kneading the firm, sensitive flesh, teasing and stroking
nipples and areola.
Karen pushed her wet pussy up against Yolanda’s wet cunt and
felt the other woman push back. Their thick pussy lips
pushed tight, sending a pulse of joy through the beautiful
Amazons. Both women sucked and ate even harder at the
other’s tit. Then, as their hips started to move, as they
began to slide their slick cunts together, Yolanda reached
up, grasped a handful of Karen’s blonde hair, and yanked the
other woman’s head back, forcing the cowgirl to release
Yolanda’s suckled tit.
“Not yet, whore,” Yolanda groaned. She continued to move her
hips and ass, to rub cunts with Karen. But it was clear that
this was an almost involuntary movement. “I want what you
owe me. Do it now.”
So saying, Yolanda released Karen’s hair and pushed herself
away from her blonde opponent. She threw herself back on the
bed, her enflamed tits rocking, and spread her legs,
exposing her pink gash. She flexed her cunt lips. “Come and
eat me, girl. Suck my clit and lick my slit. Clean me out.”
Karen crawled towards Yolanda. But rather than simply diving
into the crevasse between the gypsy woman’s legs, she
crawled up beside Yolanda, turned herself around so that she
was facing down the dark-haired beauty’s body, and then
climbed over Yolanda’s body, her pussy directly above the
gypsy’s face. Karen was careful to angle her lower body up,
so as not to shove her cunt into Yolanda’s face as she
dropped her head down between the other woman’s legs. She
looped her arms around Yolanda’s hips, seized the queen’s
round ass, and buried her face between the other woman’s
legs. She rubbed her face around and around in Yolanda’s
wet, pungent cunt, moistening her face with the gypsy’s
sexual secretions. Then, she dived in, driving her tongue
deep into Yolanda’s gash, eating out her sex trough, licking
and sucking at the woman’s rapidly emerging clit. Her
fingers delved into Yolanda’s sex and probed the queen’s
tight asshole. She rubbed and teased and sucked. She spit
into Yolanda’s sex, then licked and spread the spit around.
She turned her full attention to the task of eating
Yolanda’s pussy, of devouring it completely, of giving
Yolanda all of the pleasure that her victory demanded.
Yolanda writhed and moaned, laughing and sighing with
pleasure, her ass rubbing into the bed, her hips and lower
body bucking, her tits rocking, as she enjoyed Karen’s
efforts. She was enjoying Karen’s humiliation almost as much
as she was enjoying the clit-sucking that the blonde was
administering to her. Yolanda fully understood why Karen had
chosen to eat her in this position; the blonde was hoping
that her own pussy would prove too tempting a target for
Yolanda to resist as the dark-haired beauty’s lust built.
Yolanda squeezed her own tits and played with her nipples.
She closed her eyes, resisting the enormous urge to bury her
face and tongue in Karen’s appealing pussy. She felt a drop
of moisture strike her face and opened her eyes to look into
Karen’s dribbling pussy. She wrapped her arms around Karen’s
hips and ran her hands over the blonde’s perfect ass. She
ran her hands down Karen’s rippling back, to pull hard at
the blonde’s hair. The tension and pleasure built in
Yolanda’s cunt and, suddenly, she could not resist any
longer. Wrapping her arms around Karen’s hips, spreading the
blonde’s buttocks with her grasping hands, she pulled her
face up to Karen’s twat and dived in, driving her tongue
deep into the blonde’s gash, licking out the cum, finding
Karen’s swollen clit and sucking it mercilessly. Karen
screamed in response, then redoubled her own pussy-eating
Moans and groans and muffled cries of ecstasy filled the
room as the two beautiful women devoured each other in a
relentless 69. They rolled over onto their sides and ate
each other from an equal position. Their fingers probed and
thrust up into wet pussies and puckering assholes, finding
new and exciting ways to stimulate and violate each other.
Just when both women’s bodies started to tremble with
pre-orgasmic pleasure, Yolanda suddenly broke off. With a
gasp, she released Karen, then pushed the other woman away
from her and rolled to the edge of the bed. Karen was caught
off guard by the sudden disengagement and was left feeling
momentarily bereft, and desperate to re-establish the mutual
cunt-eating that had broken so abruptly. “No!” Karen cried
out, reaching for Yolanda.
“Don’t worry, whore,” Yolanda gasped. “We’re not done yet.
Get on your hands and knees and turn around.”
Gasping, almost delirious with lust, Karen did as she was
told, getting on her hands and knees facing away from
Yolanda. She wondered if the gypsy planned to violate or
mount her from behind. She heard Yolanda moving behind her.
She looked over her shoulder to see the gypsy queen facing
away from her on her hands and knees, too, and backing up
her rounded ass to meet Karen’s bulging ass.
Yolanda looked over her shoulder and locked eyes with Karen.
“Ass to ass, bitch,” Yolanda groaned. “I want to feel what
that little ass is like, I want to feel your pussy from
Karen eagerly pushed back. To two women who had such
confidence in their powerfully muscled bodies, it only made
sense to want to match all of their muscles to each other,
and both women took enormous pride in their pear-shaped
asses. The hard, rippling pads of their buttocks met and
pressed hard, struggling and trembling against each other.
The women sighed and groaned with pleasure. They pushed
harder, moving their sweaty asses from side to side,
slipping their ass cheeks between each other. Karen and
Yolanda groaned with delight as their felt their puckered
assholes sliding against each other. Both women shoved hard
and worked their hips, grinding their assholes into each
other. They slid back and forth, up and down. Both women
leaned down, their hands stretched before them, bracing
them, their asses high in the air, as they pushed and
slapped ass to ass. They spread their legs, bracing the
backs of their thighs and calves against each other and
raised their buttocks together in the air. They arched their
backs and slowly, carefully, slid their hungry cunts against
each other, slick pussy lips sliding and caressing, opening
and spreading their twats. Karen felt Yolanda’s engorged
clit slip into her cunt and stroke her labia insistently. A
moment later, Karen’s long, hard clit slipped into Yolanda’s
pussy and massaged her inner lips. Yolanda shuddered with
For a time, the women played with each other, tantalizing
and antagonizing each other with their clits, bringing them
close but not quite into contact. They explored the inside
of each other’s pussies, stroking and teasing their labia
with their swollen clits. Cunt juice flowed from their
kissing twats, spilling down to the bed, moistening the soft
flesh of their inner thighs. Yolanda looked back over her
shoulder at Karen.
“Are you ready, cunt?” she whispered.
“Give it to me, you cuntlicking whore,” Karen moaned back.
The women shoved hard with their asses, squashing their
pussies, letting their long, hard clits lick each other
deliciously. Karen screamed with joy as the underside of her
massive clit crushed tight to the underside of Yolanda’s
sexhorn. Yolanda howled with pleasure. The women thrust
hard, forcing their thighs wider apart, giving them better
access to their enemy’s cunt. Yolanda glued her clit to
Karen’s throbbing sex; Karen writhed her magnificent body,
her ass rippling, and snaked her pulsing clit around
Yolanda’s matching sexhorn. The women squealed in concert,
their cries of ecstasy turning to sobs of unbearable
Karen twisted her body and reached behind her to sink her
fingers into Yolanda’s black tresses. She pulled Yolanda’s
head back viciously. Yolanda cried out, then reached back
and seized a handful of Karen’s golden hair and retaliated,
jerking Karen hard.
For a brief time, they pumped at each other, asses rubbing,
hot cunts locking like hungry mouths, swollen clits firing
electricity and incredible heat into their bucking, grinding
bodies. Karen sobbed with the raw pleasure; Yolanda groaned
wildly and pulled viciously at Karen’s locks. The women
twisted around deliciously, their clamped, contracting
pussies still sucked and sealed tight, their throbbing clits
twisted into a knot of pure ecstasy. They flipped their legs
around, rotating their bodies around their locked cunts, and
faced each other, scissor-locked once more, each women still
pulling savagely at the other’s hair. Yolanda sank both of
her hands in Karen’s golden locks and yanked violently,
trying to cause as much pain as she could. In an instant,
Karen was tearing at Yolanda’s black hair with both hands,
holding the gypsy’s ink-black tresses like handles and
pulling Yolanda’s head back painfully. The excruciating
pleasure between their legs built unbearably and began
pulsing with heat and electricity.
The women pulled each other close, moaning with delight as
their heavy tits mated. They folded their bodies into each
other and wrapped arms and legs around each other, both
women seizing the other’s ass, holding each other in place
as their hips and asses jerked and exchanged delicious,
excruciating thrusts. They kissed viciously, long tongues
probing and scouring the inside of their opponent’s mouth.
They moaned in delirious pleasure as they broke the kiss,
but pressed forehead to forehead and nose to nose and lip to
lip as they fucked each other powerfully. They whimpered and
shuddered. They closed their eyes and concentrated on
reaming each other’s cunt, on riding each other up over the
edge of ecstasy.
“Say that you’re my bitch, whore,” Yolanda demanded. She was
gasping, her breath coming in heaving pants as she fought to
keep from exploding in a devastating orgasm. “Say it, say it
Karen resisted only for a moment. She knew she had been
beaten, she knew that she owed this humiliation to Yolanda,
she knew that Yolanda wanted her to acknowledge her defeat.
“I’m your bitch, you cuntlicking slut,” the blonde cowgirl
snarled, her pride aching, her body close to an incredible
“Say I’m your mistress, say it, cuntfucker!!,” Yolanda
cried. She could not hold out much longer.
“You’re my mistress, bitch, you fucking whore!!,” Karen
screamed. Both women were panting, gasping, on the verge.
Their hips and asses worked harder and harder, their knotted
clits were pulsing with unbearable sensations, torturing
each other with ecstasy. They sank their fingers into each
other’s ass and pulled hard, sealing each other together.
Nose to nose, moaning and gasping into each other’s faces,
eyes locked with hate and lust, Yolanda and Karen rode each
other viciously, savagely, fucking to the very edge of
“On your back, bitch,” Yolanda groaned at Karen. “I want you
under me, where you belong. I want you spread like the cunt
“You dirty fuck,” Karen moaned. But she did as she was
ordered, letting herself be pushed back on to the bed,
Yolanda riding her down. Karen spread herself, allowing
Yolanda to drive into her even deeper. She cried out in
ecstasy, her blonde hair thrashing from side to side as
Yolanda fucked her mercilessly. She fucked back with all of
her strength, her nails digging deep into Yolanda’s ass
flesh. She could feel Yolanda’s nails piercing her flesh.
Karen bridged her body, throwing Yolanda up, grinding her
steaming crotch deep into Yolanda’s black-furred pussy.
Yolanda clenched her ass as she rammed her pussy deep into
Karen’s twat, their bodies locked together in the final,
grinding confrontation. Their massive tits mashed hard,
nipples stabbing and stimulating, firm titflesh rolling and
compressing. Their hard bellies slapped, sending shockwaves
of pleasure radiating through their sex-saturated flesh.
They continued to exchange delicious pussy thrusts as their
knotted clits swelled up and crushed tight, like two pythons
“Oh God, you filthy FUCK!!,” Karen screamed in rage and
despair and pure sexual ecstasy as another submissive orgasm
was finally forced out of her. She bucked hard, her clit
radiating electricity, her body convulsing in excruciating
pleasure as she exploded in sexual release. Her cunt gushed.
She struggled to hold onto consciousness as her body
overflowed with sensual electricity.
Yolanda covered Karen’s mouth with her own, driving her
tongue deep into the blonde’s orifice, struggling to hold
off her own impending orgasm, determined to ride Karen into
absolute submission. Karen’s tongue fought back, lashing and
twisting around Yolanda’s invading pink probe. But the
cowgirl’s bucking, grinding body was raging in full heat,
driving Yolanda insane with lust. Once Karen began writhing
in pleasure, it was only moments before Yolanda joined her
“Yes, Yes, Oh FUCK, YESSS!!,” Yolanda howled, slamming her
cunt and belly against Karen’s torso, her powerful ass
clenching, working her cunt into Karen’s twat just a little
deeper, squeezing with her cunt muscles, crushing their
interlocked clits, rubbing and grinding their massive tits,
wringing the last bit of sensual pleasure out of their
joined, fusing bodies.
The women kissed viciously as they rode each other to the
end, hot tongues thrusting and shared spit flowing between
them, their tongues mirroring the far more intense corkscrew
battle going on between their raging clits.
With a final shuddering, devastating orgasm and a final
licking, biting kiss, the women collapsed in each other’s
arms. They panted and moaned, their bodies heaving, sharing
sweat and other juices, too spent to move, both still
enjoying the sensations of naked flesh on flesh, of heavy
tits squashed into one pulsing mass, sensitive nipples
twisted into excruciatingly pleasurable knots. Their clits
pulsed into each other. Their sweat-soaked manes of hair
intermeshed and tangled together.
Finally, Yolanda rolled off of Karen, her majestic tits
rocking with the movement. Panting, the women lay side by
side, basking in the aftermath, radiating pure sensuality,
glowing with the glory of the absolute sensual ecstasy that
they had inflicted on each other.
Karen and Yolanda turned their heads and locked eyes.
Yolanda’s deep green eyes shone with smug satisfaction.
Karen’s blue eyes glowed with frustration and desire.
“Have you learned your lesson, cuntlicker?” Yolanda panted.
“You fucker. You filthy, sexy fucker,” Karen gasped at her
rival. “This isn’t over. We will fuckfight again. Cunt to
cunt, tit to tit, clit to clit. No matter how long it takes.
I’ll fight your big ass and dirty cunt again. And next time,
The End (for now)