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Subject: {ASSM} Avon Calling (FF,Sexfight,3/3)
Date: Sun,  3 Dec 2000 06:10:05 -0500
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Avon Calling (Part Three)

Carol continued her rough fingering of Mary's pussy. 
Mary started to vocalize as the twisting fingers
probed her sex.  She was, despite herself, becoming
aroused.

"Uh...ohh...bitch....fucking bitch!"

Carol moved her face close Mary's.  She stared
intently down at Mary's wide eyes, which started to
swim a bit.  She said, in low tones, "Got a
proposition for you, Mistress Mary...quite contrary. 
Got a dirty little deal for you."

Mary grunted, tried ineffectually to move Carol off of
her.  She was starting to move her hips involuntarily,
her body betraying itself.

"W-what are y-you talking about... ," she stuttered.  

"You know what's going on here," Carol husked.  "Do it
with me...sexfight...my cunt against yours.  First to come
loses.  If I lose, I'll write you a check for
$200.00."

The mention of the money penetrated the haze that the
aggressive finger-fucking induced.  She stared at
Carol.  "And if I l-l-lose..."

"Then you will answer to me.  You'll be my pet and my
slave, three mornings a week for the next month.  And,
oh, the things you will do for me..."

"Sick perverted cunt!  Fuck you!"

Carol quickly leaned her face in and kissed Mary, a
bruising painful rub.  She nipped the lips a bit with
her teeth as Mary pulled her face away.

"Is that a no?"  Carol leaned her arm down across
Mary's chest, and pulled the crotch of her panties
down.  She stuck two fingers up Mary's wet vagina."

Mary took all of two seconds.  "No, goddamn you!  I'll
do it.  But you'll fucking well write the check
first?"

Carol looked down, stuck the fingers up to the root
and held them there.  Mary gasped.

Carol slowly pulled the slick fingers out of Mary's
cunt.  She sniffed them, then licked them.

"Okay.  Get back into the bedroom and strip.  I'll
make out the check."  She held the fingers coated with
Mary's secretions under Mary's nose for a second. 
Then she placed both her hands on Mary's breasts and
pushed herself upwards.  Mary grunted from the sudden
flattening of her breasts.

Mary got to her feet, tottering a bit on the high
heels.  She saw Carol disappear into another room off
the living room.  She unsteadily walked back to the
foyer, got her heavy bag, and proceeded down the dim
hallway to the master bedroom.  Inside she put the bag
down by the door.  She kicked off her high heels, then
slowly, methodically, began to undress.

She took off her jacket.  Why am I doing this?

She pulled her blouse up from her skirt, and began to
unbutton it.  For the money!

She finished unbuttoning the blouse and pulled it off,
dropping it on the floor.  But what if I lose?  I
could easily lose, despite the tricks I learned from
that beatnik girl.

The skirt was next.  She undid the catch, then pushed
it down past her hips to drop in a shapeless heap
about her stocking feet.  Oh, God!  Two hundred
dollars!  That would feed us for more than a month!

She reached behind her and unhooked her plain white
bra.  She slipped the shoulder straps down and pulled
it away from her chest.  Her medium size breasts
bounced a bit as they were freed, the pink nipples
hardening in the sudden coolness.  Oh, Christ, I want
this to happen!  I want to beat her. I want to make
her pay!  I'll fuck her up!

She unhooked the snaps from her stockings, then peeled
them down her legs.  She pushed the garter belt down
just as Carol came back into the room.  She was
holding a check printed on green paper.

Carol looked at Mary, naked except for the plain white
cotton briefs.  Her eyes glittered at the thought of
the sexfight to occur.  

"Oh, don't you just look luscious, darling!  We're
going to have a party, aren't we, sweetie?"

Mary decided it would be best to appear submissive and
downcast.  Get her to underestimate me, she thought.  

"Whatever you say..."

Carol said, "Oh, don't look so bedraggled, my poor
little slave.  I won't hurt you...much."

Carol hummed to herself as she undid the zipper at the
back of her dress and pulled the long sleeves off. 
After the dress came off her top, she let it rest on
her hips while she undid the bra that encased her
large breasts.  They bounced down a bit, and the large
brownish nipples stiffened.  They were surrounded by
two-inch areolae, a bulls-eye in a blue-veined fleshy
globe.

Mary watched while Carol pushed her dress down past
her hips to puddle about her feet.  Carol then slipped
off her high-heels and unsnapped her stockings.  They
were expertly rolled down and now Carol was dressed in
panties only, just as Mary was.

Each woman kept a steady gaze on the other as they
deliberately pushed their panties down their legs and
then stood up before each, egg-naked.

Mary's bush was soft and light brown and untrimmed. 
It was thick, but the lips were visible because
Carol's earlier finger-fucking had spread them apart. 


Carol's pubic thatch was a rough dirty-blonde, clipped
short to reveal the plump labia and the moist cleft. 
She had a large clitoris, the shaft easily two inches
long, with a pink head that stuck out a quarter-inch.

The two women regarded each for other for perhaps a
minute.  Mary was estimating her opponent.  Carol had
twenty pounds on her, but she was a couple of inches
taller than the platinum vixen.  It would be a
question of weight versus leverage.

The bedroom had a large queen-size bed with a dark
maple headboard.  The room was fairly large, with
ample light coming in through a large window in the
wall opposite the door.  Matching maple dressers and
nightstands completed the furnishings.  A door on
Mary's left led the bathroom.  

Mary caught a glimpse of her naked body in the mirror
over the dresser.  She saw a unguarded woman with a
stone face, crouching slightly, waiting for an
opportunity.  She saw that Carol was on the balls of
her feet, breasts swaying as she moved slightly.

Mary felt an anticipatory buzz.  She recognized the
feeling from her past battles with the dark-haired
lesbian beatnik, the knowledge that she would soon pit
her body and skills against another woman, to beat her
physically and sexually.  

Carol took a step closer.  Mary matched her.  Their
arms stretched out, fingers moving in clawing motions.

With a sharp cry, Mary leapt forward.  Her hands found
purchase on Carol's upper arms.  Carol was taken by
surprise.  She stumbled backwards, and her legs hit
the foot of her bed.  Mary pressed the advantage,
pushing forward with her strong legs.

Carol found herself with her back on the plain thin
bedspread, and Mary leaned forward.  Carol pushed back
with her arms.  Mary suddenly lifted her knee, pushing
it in-between Carol's legs.

The knee hit Carol's crotch squarely, smacking the
labial tissue and catching the sensitive clitoris. 
Carol screamed.  She grabbed Mary's forearms and
twisted to the left.  Yelping, Mary found herself
beside Carol on the bed, both women facing each other
on their side.

Mary pushed herself further back on the bed, hands
still digging into Carol's arms.  Carol followed and
both women were solidly on the bed now, the covers
wrinkled from the chaotic movement.

Mary tried to use the leverage of her longer arms and
legs to swing over on top of Carol.  Carol, still
stinging from the impact of Mary's knee to her pussy,
groaned and pushed strongly with her arms.

They remained at impasse for nearly thirty seconds,
Mary trying to raise herself over Carol, and Carol
pushing back.  Their eyes were wide and they panted
with effort.  Sweat broke out on both of their faces. 
They made whimpering sounds as their exertion
continued.

Mary's legs had spread apart with her movements, and
Carol saw an opportunity.  She raised her left thigh
sharply.  

"Ooooffff!" Mary cried, as the meaty flesh of Carol's
thigh slammed into her crotch.  But instead of Carol
pulling back and hitting it again, she started to move
her leg up and down.  The smooth skin rubbed along
Mary's pussy, and she felt the beginnings of arousal. 
The bodily memory of Carol's earlier finger assault
came back, and her traitorous genitals responded.  In
no time at all, moisture started to seep from her slit
and lubricate the muscular flesh of Carol's leg.  Mary
felt the labia swell and her clitoris lengthen. 

"I'll win it any way I can, Mistress Mary," Carol
breathed.  "I'll fuck you up or I'll fuck you down,
but I'll fuck you for sure."

Mary said, "No fucking way!" and released Carol's
arms.  She flung herself back.

Carol triumphantly cackled.  "Oh, I've got you now. 
You are such a hot slut that you'll come from a harsh
look, won't you?  You want this, you sad little bitch.
 You want me to win, because you know I'm your
better!"  

Carol sat up quickly launched herself on top of Mary,
who was on her back, trying to raise herself up on one
arm.  The blonde woman's voluptuous body crashed on
Mary's, and Mary found her head hanging off the foot
of the bed as Carol quickly positioned herself.

Carol went for much the same position she had in the
living room. She held her left arm across Mary's
chest, hand splayed across Mary's right breast.  Her
right leg kept Mary's legs spread apart, and she
vigorously started to finger-fuck Mary's vagina with
her right hand.

Mary felt helpless under the greater weight of her
opponent.  She tried to lift her upper body, raising
her head.  Carol crooned in her ear, "...oh, it won't be
long now, sweetie...I've got my fingers up your cunt,
and, ohhhh, it's sooo wet and hot....oh what do we have
here? ...it's Mistress Mary's little clit...how do you
like =this=...and =this=...just relax and let it happen...oh
you are such a hot slutty cunt..."

Carol twisted her two fingers in and out of Mary's
vagina, which was pumping a copious stream of sexual
fluids, slick and hot, around Carol's expert fingers. 
Carol worked the digits around and up, pressing on the
anterior wall of the vaginal interior.

"Ohh....Ah...JESUS!...UHHGGHH!" Mary panted, her hips now
swiveling with the violent fingering.  

Tears escaped Mary's closed eyes.  Her body was
betraying her.  Her cunt had a mind of its own,
knowing only the rough raw ecstatic beat of oncoming
orgasm.  Mary saw herself, knew she was close...knew it
was going to happen....

"No...NO!" she shouted.  "I won't fucking lose to you,
you goddamn bitch!"

Ignoring the mounting climax in her lower body, she
grabbed Carol's fine platinum hair with her right
fist.  She dug her fingers in and yanked her head back
as Mary brought her own head quickly forward.

Mary's forehead crashed into Carol's chin.  Carol had
had her mouth slightly apart and her wet tongue
extended.  The impact caused her mouth to snap shut
and her teeth to clamp painfully down on her tongue.

"Owwww!" she yelled, and a spurt of blood escaped her
mouth and the ragged laceration she had just bitten
into her tongue.  She forgot all about Mary for a
second.  

Much to her forthcoming sorrow.

Mary worked an arm under Carol's neck and pushed.  She
also scooted backwards, propelled by her feet on the
bed.  She held onto Mary's hair with her hand as she
fell onto the floor.  Carol had no choice but to go
along with her or lose a handful of hair.

With a shot of adrenaline, she pulled Carol down onto
the floor and flung her on her back.  Mary grabbed
Carol's ankles and spread them apart like splitting a
wishbone on a chicken.  Carol's legs were opened wide,
her pussy lips opening like a door to reveal a pink
dark hole and a shiny pearl.

Carol had been stunned by the sudden turn of events. 
Her impact on the floor had knocked the breath out of
her, and she was powerless to do anything.  Her tongue
ached and she tasted the salty heat of her own blood.

Mary shouted, "I'M GONNA FUCK YOU, YOU SLIMY CUNT!"

She jumped forward and landed on top of Carol. 
Carol's breasts mushroomed out as Mary's firmer globes
flattened them.  Mary's stiff little nipples poked the
tender breast flesh.  But it was what Mary did with
her legs that really counted.  Something that she had
learned from the lusty catfighting lesbian in
Greenwich Village.

She hooked her legs around Carol's and had her locked
in a grapevine pin.  The hold was perfect.  Mary fixed
her lower legs and ankles around Carol's and pressed
down.  Carol could not break the hold...any attempt to
do so caused acute pain in the legs.

Mary started to fuck Carol.  She pushed her hips
forward, buttocks contracting with effort.  Mary's
hairy swollen pussy hit Carol's.  Carol's labia spread
apart, and the long stiff shaft of her clitoris came
into direct contact with Mary's clit.  

The direct clit-to-clit contact had its affect on both
women.  Carol twisted her head back and yelled in rage
and frustration...and sexual heat.  She found her pussy
instantly wet and throbbing.  

Mary fought her own battle with her sensations.  I
will do this, she thought.  I will fuck her and she
will come first...I will beat this bitch...I will win!

Mary started a slow deliberate fucking.  The hips
would rise and descend, and her cunt would hit
Carol's, and she would feel the rough trimmed hairs of
Carol's pussy tangle with her own lush growth.  She
would feel the hot swollen tissue rub together as she
ground her cunt into Carol's sex.  She would feel her
stiff clitoris slid along Carol's, the heads bumping
together and sending sparks of wanton lust along her
torso.

All along, she kept the grapevine pin, and Carol was
helpless to do anything.  Mary looked down, saw
Carol's eyes starting to glaze over with the oncoming
orgasm.  A trickle of blood from the damaged tongue
ran from one corner of her mouth.

Mary move her face down, the lips coming close to
Carol's.  She increased the tempo of her hips and said
quietly, "Oh, I'm going to kiss you now, my blonde
bitch...I'm going to kiss you and stick my tongue in
your mouth while you come..."

Carol felt Mary's mouth plaster onto hers and Mary's
hot stabbing tongue invade her mouth.  This was the
final assault.  Mary slammed her hips down and held
them there, swiveling the pelvis and abrading her
cunt.  The clits found each other and tangled, and
Mary tasted Carol's blood.

Carol screamed into Mary's open mouth as the orgasm
took her.  Carol's arms found themselves embracing
Mary.  Her cunt spilled a stream of fluid as shocks
and explosions rippled through her.

Mary lifted her head to look in Carol's wild eyes as
she came.  She saw the wild lust and the sudden pain
in Carol's eyes as her turncoat body released itself
in wanton animalistic climax.  Carol's hips bucked
upwards from the floor as the orgasm shook her, and
her cries of lust became cries of humiliation.

Mary looked down.  One more thing to do.  She sat up
quickly, straddling Carol's shaking body.  Her large
bag was just within arm's reach.  She took it and
reached in and pulled out the heavy instrument.

A few deft motions were all it took.  She positioned
the device so it would only hit what it was aimed at.

Mary then moved her hips forward, walking on her knees
until her cunt rested against Carol's chin.  

"Lick me, you bitch!  Eat me until I come."  To
emphasize her words, she reached down with her left
hand, and twisted an ear.

"OWWW!...oh, GOD....OH!"

Carol knew she was whipped.  With her eyes still
closed and leaking tears, she moved her face a bit
forward, and started to energetically lick Mary's
pussy.

Mary through her head back and whooped with delight. 
As Carol ate her out, she adjusted the position of the
instrument in her right hand.

It was close.  Mary wanted to trigger the device when
she came.  She slid her hips back and forth, smearing
her wet cunt over Carol's chin and lips.  

Close...closer.

"Now!  Stick you're tongue up my cunt!"

Carol did so, extending the pink tongue out and up.
Mary felt it penetrate her vagina.  She howled.  

Now.

As the orgasm hit Mary, she triggered the switch on
the Polaroid.  There was a flash and the camera
captured Carol's face with her tongue diligently
servicing Mary.

Mary laid the camera on the floor and let the sheer
libidinous pleasure of the climax wash over her.  She
sat on Carol's face, releasing a deluge of climactic
juices into the blonde's mouth.  Her hips shook with
release and she yipped with sheer delight.

Her orgasm complete, Mary moved her hips dreamily,
smearing the slick fluids onto Carol's face.  She then
looked down at her defeated foe.  "Bitch," she said.  

She got up.  Carol rolled on her side and hid her face
in her hands.  She looked pathetic, Mary thought.

It had been the right amount of time.  Mary picked up
the camera and pulled the tab.  The exposed film was
pulled out.  She waited the full minute, looking down
at Carol.   She then peeled apart the picture.  She
tossed the negative on the floor.  She looked at the
positive.  She grinned.

She stooped down on the carpet beside Carol.  She took
Carol's shoulder and pulled her onto her back.  Carol
brought her hands down from her face, revealing tear
streaks and ruined mascara.

Mary waved the picture in front of Carol's face. 
Carol saw the evidence of her humiliation, in the
small black and white picture.  There was her face,
her tongue up Mary's vagina.  Quite recognizeable.

Mary said, "Just so we understand each other.  I take
this, and the check.  I ever hear anything about this
again, from anywhere, copies of this will go where
they'll do the most good.  Like your husband's
partners.  You'll be ruined.  Get me?"

Carol nodded.  She then turned her head away again.

Mary found her clothes and quickly got dressed.  In a
few minutes, she was ready to go.  

She left Carol Scranton in her bedroom, naked,
humbled, and bruised.  

As she drove away, Mary decided to quit selling Avon. 
Everything after this would be anti-climatic.




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