Message-ID: <27680asstr$975841805@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <rino149@yahoo.com> X-Original-Message-ID: <20001202170427.5952.qmail@web3606.mail.yahoo.com> From: Rino <rino149@yahoo.com> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Subject: {ASSM} Avon Calling (FF,Sexfight,3/3) Date: Sun, 3 Dec 2000 06:10:05 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2000/27680> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: RuiJorge, dennyw 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. ===== Be sure to visit my web page: Rino's Ramblings http://www.geocities.com/rino149/ __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Yahoo! 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