Sex Fight in the Sand - by J. Coleman
As Caitlyn pulled her small boat onto the beach, she was glad the day was finished. She'd given several exhausting sailing lessons that day and was eager to get home for a hot bath and a hot meal.
In her late twenties, Caitlyn was a diminutive girl with shoulder length medium brown hair she usually wore in a ponytail because of the wind from sailing. At only 5'2" tall, her 100 pound body was shapely and well toned with little body fat. Her breasts, while on the small side; were nicely sculpted, firm, and had large sensitive areola. She had a friendly smile, nice sense of humor, and was the kind of girl everyone wanted to be friends with.
As Caitlyn packed up her belongings and prepared to secure her boat, she watched as a second boat rounded the point, heading for the beach. She recognized the sole occupant as Miranda, another instructor.
An ongoing feud between Caitlyn and Miranda had developed recently with Miranda accusing Caitlyn of stealing her sailing students. The truth was, in fact, that the students who had defected to Caitlyn did so of their own choosing because they simply didn't like Miranda's rude, condescending attitude.
Miranda was an imposing figure, especially to Caitlyn. At 5'5" and around 135 pounds, Miranda was solid, muscular, and had a large set of tits she loved to show off. She had rather short curly blonde hair, well tanned skin with no tan lines, and had the general personality of a rattle snake. Openly lesbian and heavily into S&M, Miranda enjoyed boasting of her many sexual conquests as well as telling very graphic, sordid tales of her vast Miranda fighting experiences.
Caitlyn quickened her pace to get out of there before Miranda made land since the beach was deserted and the only access road was a locked gate. She didn't want to have any kind of encounter with the blonde who had already been spreading rumors that she was going to kick Caitlyn's ass when the opportunity presented itself.
Caitlyn got to her car just as Miranda was pulling her boat up onto the beach. As she turned the key, the motor failed to start. Glancing in the rear view mirror, Caitlyn saw Miranda just standing beside her boat glaring at her with her arms folded across her chest and her head cocked to one side. She was wearing a bright green satin one piece bathing suit that was solid in the front and open like a bikini in the back and she filled it out nicely with curves in all the right places.
The brunette beat on the steering wheel and cursed the car to start as she tried again and again without success. Glancing again at the mirror, she saw Miranda swing a small backpack over her left shoulder and start to walk toward the car. In a state of panic now, Caitlyn tried over and over to get the motor running but finally gave up almost in tears as Miranda approached on the driver's side.
Miranda reached into her backpack and pulled out a wire with two fitted ends. "Missing this?" she said with a coy smile, holding up the missing coil wire that was preventing Caitlyn's car from starting. "I thought you might try to avoid me so I took precautions."
"What do you want?" Caitlyn asked, trying to muster some fake courage and hoping her voice wasn't cracking from the sheer terror she was feeling at that moment.
"I think we need to have a little talk," Miranda said, opening the car door.
"Talk about what?" Caitlyn asked quickly as fear swept through her small body. She was wearing a one piece rubber wet suit that covered her tightly from neck to knees with a zipper up the back. All she had on under it were a pair of skimpy white knickers, not exactly a great ensemble for a possible Miranda fight.
Oh I don't know," Miranda lied, shrugging for emphasis. "About you, about me, about you stealing my students, about me dragging your little ass all over this beach by the hair... you know, girl talk."
"Look Miranda," Caitlyn tried to reason. "I've never stolen a student of yours and I certainly don't intend to get into some tawdry whore house Miranda fight with you."
"Not to worry," Miranda pressed on. "There's not going to be a Miranda fight. There's just going to be a horrific one sided beating with you on the receiving end."
"Please, just let me go," Caitlyn begged, gripping the steering wheel now so tightly her knuckles were turning white.
"Get out of the car," Caitlyn ordered, stepping back and looking away assuming Caitlyn would instantly obey.
When Caitlyn railed to follow her orders, Miranda slammed her fist down on the roof of the car. "Get out of the bloody car, now bitch!" she ordered.
"No," Caitlyn whimpered, terrified.
"Now you're going to have to be punished for being disobedient after I kick your ass," Miranda threatened, pulling a huge rubber strap on dildo from her pack. "I wasn't going to use this on you, but now I have to teach you a lesson!"
"No please!" Caitlyn begged.
"Out bitch!" Miranda sneered, grabbing Caitlyn by the hair and pulling her out of the car.
"Ow ow ow!" Caitlyn squealed as the blonde pulled her by the hair. She clung tenaciously to the steering wheel but the pain became overwhelming and she finally had to let go to grab at Miranda's wrists to stop the brutal hair pulling. The instant she released the steering wheel, the blonde dragged her out and threw her to the ground.
"If you'd only obeyed you could have saved yourself a lot of humiliation," Miranda lied. She had fully intended to use the dildo all along irregardless which was why she had it in her pack in the first place.
Miranda loved lesbian sex but more than that, she loved violent lesbian sex. The more a sex partner pulled her hair or clawed and grabbed at her, the more aroused she became. As time went on, sex without the violent aspect grew mundane and boring for her so to sate her growing need for pain and sex, Miranda began targeting women who weren't lesbians, especially smaller and weaker ones, so she could get off on their violent resistance to being forced to have sex with another woman against their will. These lesbian rape fights gave Miranda the best sex she'd ever had and she fully expected Caitlyn to be another orgasmic notch in her belt.
"I'll do anything you say!" Caitlyn pleaded. "Just don't hurt me, I beg you!"
"Okay, fine," Miranda said calmly, squatting down beside the cowering brunette. "Eat my pussy and make me come and I MAY consider letting you go without a beating."
"What?!" Caitlyn asked in disbelief.
Miranda then slapped Caitlyn hard across the cheek, snapping her head violently to the side. "No one gave you permission to ask a question."
Tears now streamed down Caitlyn's face as her hand went to her sore cheek to rub the red hand print left there by the vicious slap. "I'm sorry," she sobbed.
Miranda then slapped her again with equal ferocity. "No one gave you permission to speak at all!" she hissed as the little brunette backed up into a sitting position with her back against her car.
"Okay," Miranda sighed. "I don't see your tongue moving toward my pussy so I guess we fight!"
"No, no, please!" Caitlyn begged.
Miranda then slowly peeled down the two shoulder straps that held up her bathing suit and watched Caitlyn's reaction as she slowly and sensuously pulled the suit down to expose both her breasts.
"What are you doing?!" Caitlyn asked quickly, her eyes wide with fear.
"Making the fight more fair," Miranda said with an evil smile. "I'll fight nude to give you an edge."
"I don't want to fight you!" the brunette wailed. "Please!! You can have ALL my students! I'll quit my job! Anything!"
"uh uh," Miranda cooed as she stood up, let the suit drop to her ankles and then stepped out of it. Then she stepped back and said, "Come along," motioning toward the beach.
Caitlyn just cried and cowered with her head now between her knees. Disgustedly, Miranda reached down, grabbed a fistful of dark hair, and began literally dragging the screaming girl toward the beach, carrying the strap on in her other hand.
Caitlyn struggled to dig her feet into the ground to minimize the pain from the hair pulling and was half crawling toward their destination, being led by the hair and her tormentor.
Once into the soft sand, Miranda dropped the dildo in the sand and released her prey, ordering her to get up and fight like a woman. Knowing there was no other recourse but to fight, Caitlyn stood up and prepared herself the best she could for the beating she was about to take.
Miranda gave Caitlyn a hard two hand shove and challenged her to come after her. When Caitlyn failed to attack, Miranda repeated the process a second time and then a third time, taunting her and calling her a tramp, cxnt, bitch, slut, and other names to coerce into fighting.
Anger finally took over in the little brunette and she decided that if she was going down, it wasn't going to be without a fight. With that, she charged at the haughty blonde and dug both hands into Miranda's blonde hair.
Miranda reciproMirandaed in kind and the fight was on as they began struggling around the private secluded beach, grunting and yelping and tearing at each other's hair like two wildMirandas.
Miranda's height and weight advantage immediately came into play as she easily kept the smaller girl backing up and on the defensive. With Caitlyn bent over slightly at the waist, Miranda began using Caitlyn's hair to pull her face against her bare tits, tit smothering her with side to side gyrations that smashed her heavy breast flat against her opponent's face.
Caitlyn backed up, repulsed at having breasts pushed against her face and lashed out at her enemy's breasts now with both hands, digging her fingernails into the nubile tit flesh and clawing like an alley Miranda.
Miranda squealed in pain at first and then moaned as if it had become pleasurable to her. Caitlyn's face was twisted into a menacing grimace as she threw all she had into the feeble breast attack but it was having no impact on the blonde who was now groping and trying to feel Caitlyn's small tits through the heavy rubber wet suit.
Then as Caitlyn managed to Mirandach one of Miranda's nipples between the fingernails of her thumb and forefinger, the blonde screamed out, "Aaaaaaaaaaah!" The pain was incredible and Miranda went ballistic on the brunette.
The fight now escalated in a raging slap fight with each girl throwing everything she had at the other's face. Head's snapped back and forth, hair flew wildly about in the warm late afternoon breeze off the water, and low guttural groans and growls escaped their pretty lips as they fought.
Caitlyn was no match physically for the larger blonde and Miranda was clearly winning the slap fight. Caitlyn was staggering and stumbling and barely able to keep her feet under her, now completely in defensive mode to try to ward off the constant barrage of incoming slaps from the wild eyed blonde.
Finally dropping to her knees, Caitlyn covered up her face to protect herself the best she could. As Miranda moved in for the kill, Caitlyn lurched forward, completely stretching out her lithe young body to sink her teeth into Miranda's left leg.
Miranda crumpled to the sand writhing in agony as Caitlyn crawled on top of her. Their legs snaked together and they rolled back and forth, each now wildly pulling hair and clawing with fury.
Within a few seconds, Miranda had Caitlyn pinned flat on her back and was laying on top of her with one knee solidly dug into the sand on each side of Caitlyn's body. Caitlyn bucked and writhed but no matter what she did, she could force the blonde's body off her or escape.
With her face now only inches above Caitlyn's, Miranda began the taunting again, this time with graphic declarations of what she intended to do. "I'm going to fuck your cute little snatch until you squeal like a little pig!"
Caitlyn continued to grunt and pant as she silently struggled against Miranda's overwhelming body weight pressing her against the sand.
"And then you're going to eat my pussy until I tell you to stop, bitch!" Miranda added.
"No!" Caitlyn yelled out, finally mustering a burst of strength to topple the blonde over onto her side.
Turning her back on Miranda to crawl away, Caitlyn's head got snapped backwards as Miranda grabbed a fistful of her hair from behind. Caitlyn's ponytail had now long disappeared and her long hair hung loose offering a nice target for the blonde who pulled her victim close enough to snake her legs around her in a body scissors from behind. This now gave Miranda clear access to the lone zipper that kept Caitlyn's wet suit on.
The loud zipping noise was barely audile over the lapping waves as Caitlyn's full back came into view, all the way down to the tops of her white knickers. Caitlyn struggled, squirmed, wriggled and writhed against her tormentor but all that did was sexually arouse Miranda who loved having a writhing female between her legs and at her mercy.
Miranda then pushed a hand inside the wet suit, snaking it around until she felt Caitlyn's right breast. She squeezed, massaged, and lightly dug her talons into the brunette's breast while continuing to use her powerful thighs like two boa constrictors to hold her prey captive and helpless.
Miranda then began the difficult process of getting the wet suit off her victim. The skin tight rubber suit clung to Caitlyn's flesh and the wildly bucking and thrashing brunette made the process all the more difficult. Breaking the scissors to gain a more advantageous position, Miranda rolled Caitlyn onto her back and began methodically tugging the suit off.
Caitlyn fought bravely, slapping and pulling Miranda's hair but the blonde worked on, oblivious to the feeble attacks her enemy was using on her. Miranda finally succeeded in getting the rubber suit down to Caitlyn's mid thigh level and clad now in only a little pair of white cotton knickers, Caitlyn was in serious trouble.
Miranda thrust a hand between the brunette's subtle thighs, groping for the elastic leg band of her knickers. Deftly sliding two fingers underneath, Miranda thrust her long slender fingers deep inside her wildly wriggling victim and began finger fucking her while holding her by the hair with her other hand.
Sweat was now glistening on both girls from the exhaustive length of the fight and the intense struggling. Caitlyn was doing everything she could to inflict some level of pain on Miranda's naked body but the blonde simply fought through the pain, focused on her objective.
The sun was now beginning to sink low on the western horizon and a slightly cooler breeze now blew in from the water as the sleazy fight raged on. Caitlyn tried clamping her hands down around Miranda's fist to stop the finger fucking but the sweat between her thighs afforded enough lubriMirandaion that Miranda continued sliding in and out with deep hard thrusts.
Caitlyn had never been touched by another female and certainly never penetrated and violated in such a brutal manner and she shrieked and screamed and fought tooth and nail to escape but Miranda was relentless in her quest to fuck the smaller brunette into submission and humiliation.
The brunette was now beginning to feel the growing seed of orgasm within her loins and fought against herself now to stem the tide of this perverse feeling. She struggled harder but this just intensified the arousal and the more she wriggled and squirmed, the deeper Miranda's fingers went.
Miranda then finally released Caitlyn's hair and swung a leg over her prone body, assuming a reverse straddle position. Shoving her ass toward Caitlyn's face, Miranda's face was now hovering over Caitlyn's crotch, giving her a much better position to hold the girl down and finger fuck her.
In a last ditch effort, Caitlyn manage to roll Miranda slightly off to one side and for a few moments they were each on their sides but the finger fucking continued unabated until Caitlyn finally tensed up, trembled slightly, and then exploding in a squealing orgasm. She dug her fingernails into Miranda's ass cheeks and the backs of her thighs leaving thin red trails in the bare flesh. Miranda squealed and ground her crotch against Caitlyn's face as she finished her off sexually with several more very deep twisting thrusts of her fingers.
With sand now coating their sweaty flesh, the two women separated. Caitlyn was openly sobbing and weeping while Miranda was already looking for the strap on which she quickly found nearby. Caitlyn kicked off the wet suit from around her legs that had been impeding her movement and was now left wearing only her little white panties.
Taking the dildo in her hand, she slapped Caitlyn's face with it several times and forced it into her mouth for her to lick the sand off it. Caitlyn spat and gagged until Miranda finally pulled it from her mouth. Getting to her feet, Miranda grabbed Caitlyn's hair and began guiding her on all fours to a nearby boat that was turned upside down. She dragged the brunette up and laid her over the boat on her back, peeling her knickers down until they hung around one ankle and strapping on the huge rubber cock.
Mounting her now in a classic missionary position, Miranda slid the huge dildo into Caitlyn's already wet, lubriMirandaed cxnt. Caitlyn gasped and sunk her claws into Miranda's bare tits while Miranda grabbed the brunette's tits. With each girl now twisting, pulling and clawing at one another's breasts, Miranda fucked her hard and deep, using every inch of the massive rubber cock to punish her victim. She expertly thrust to the maximum and then pulled back just to the point where it might come out, repeating this process again and again and again until the exhausted brunette just had nothing left in her to fight with.
Once the resistance subsided, Miranda slowed the pace of the fucking and now began kissing and sucking Caitlyn's tits. Caitlyn grabbed Miranda's hair and hung on with eyes closed, involuntarily thrusting upwards now to meet the imposing dildo as it thrust in and out of her throbbing cxnt.
"Oh ohh ohhhh ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Caitlyn moaned as another orgasm swept through her body causing her to tremble and shake beneath Miranda's baleful gaze as she hovered above her now.
"You like that do you"! Miranda taunted. "I KNOW you do, bitch!"
"Mmmmmmmmmm," Caitlyn moaned, writhing slowly back and forth.
"Let's see how you like this!" Miranda quickly said, yanking the dildo out of her cxnt and flipping the brunette over onto her stomach.
As Caitlyn now clawed at the painted wooden hull of the boat, Miranda brutally rammed the dildo into her ass, driving it in as deep as it would go.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaah!" Caitlyn screamed out from pain, rage, and humiliation as tears poured down her face and she violently bucked and thrashed to escape but attempting to escape was futile at best as Miranda used her body weight and overwhelming strength to hold the smaller, weaker girl pinned helplessly against the rocking boat hull.
Once she felt she'd meted out enough humiliation and degradation to the brunette, Miranda pulled the dildo out, unhooked it, and tossed it aside. She dragged her exhausted and debased victim back down into the sand and dropped her on her back. Mounting her now in classic school girl pin fashion, Miranda leaned forward. "NOW you'll eat my pussy, bitch!"
Miranda now inched forward until she positioned her cxnt squarely over Caitlyn's pretty lips. She began to pump and gyrate ever so slowly at first, tossing her head back with eyes closed and reveling in the rapture and pleasure of victory and the orgasmic celebration to come.
Caitlyn had nothing left and could do nothing but succumb to the inevitable as the blonde quickened the pace and was now frenetically grinding and rubbing against her mouth and nose and chin to create friction against her labia and clitoris.
Miranda's big tits bounced, jiggled, and swung wildly back and forth as she face fucked her victim. Grabbing Caitlyn's hair now with both hands, Miranda used her hair to pull the girl's face even tighter against her wet, throbbing pussy. Harder and harder she fucked her until she finally exploded into the first of several successive mind numbing orgasms that tore through her body like surges of high current electricity.
Miranda tensed, bucked, squealed, and then finally fell limp, sliding off Caitlyn into the sand beside her. Reaching down and picking up Caitlyn's discarded knickers, Miranda shoved them into Caitlyn's mouth.
"Now you're my bitch!" Miranda said between labored breaths. "When I want to fuck or fight, you'll DO IT!"
Caitlyn wearily nodded as the taste of Miranda's female juices still tasted salty and pungent in her mouth.
Miranda slowly got up, walked to the water's edge, and took a long leisurely swim to cool off, leaving her helpless victim rocking and curled up in a fetal position. Rolling over onto her back to float and gaze up at the darkening red sky, Miranda began to mentally go over the list of all the hot women she knew to decide who would be next...
The end
