MORE CHALLENGES ON THE BEACH
(Toni and Susiri vs. Neha and Maura)
It looked like my small property on the secluded beach was becoming a paradise for my friends to challenge me and others. After our fights with Vanessa and Joan, where Kelly Anne became the surprising winner, I was trying to arrange a nice peaceful weekend with my buddy and sister Neha that after some time we had been separated, when I received a call from Toni, the Australian old cow. It was also a long time we hadn’t been in touch and meanwhile she had met a new lover, a Japanese bitch (her words), almost her age. Apparently they beat each other frequently and fucked each other still more frequently. She said Susiri was strong, violent and very sexy too and they wanted to meet me. I told Toni if she knew the risks, mainly that I would beat her to pulp and would fuck Susiri. The Australian bitch laughed and said that would have to be seen, that thanks to Susiri she had an extensive training and she would probably shave my bush after a good beating. I laughed, we trash talked for a long time over the phone and we challenged each other.
Toni and I had fought and fucked each other some time ago with mixed results. Our fights had been mostly draws, or a victory of one followed by a victory of the other. Our fucks had been great, hard and hot, on the wild side, no romanticism lost, pure raw sex.
Now, she sent me a picture of her Japanese lover. She looked exotic, strong and attractive. I said to Toni I would get her, Toni insulted me, I insulted Toni and the battle was served. I invited them to my beach house, and told them I would be with Neha. Toni said: “The Indian slut? Better, two whores for the price of one, it is a long time I wanted to beat her”.
I gave Toni the address and directions to the next town and to a cozy restaurant I frequented when I was there. I wanted to socialize a little instead of starting punching and kicking as soon as we would meet. Neha and I had arrived early in the afternoon, had done food shopping in the supermarket, gone to the house, fought one hour to be ready and fucked for two hours before getting ready for the dinner. We didn’t care to shower.
We took a corner booth, dark and cozy and waited for about twenty minutes before Toni and Susiri arrived. We were all showing flesh, since the weather was very warm and I appreciated easily Susiri’s body. I kissed with Toni, who sat besides Neha and they kissed too, their tongues dancing hotly. Susiri slid on the booth on my side and she kissed me, pressing her boobs on mine as our tongues danced wet and hot. I realized her musky odor and promised to myself I would fuck with her, even if I had to kill Toni. Figuratively, of course.
We had drinks and ordered food while we were all nice and polite with each other. Then Toni started telling us about how they had met, how they fought between them and with others, and then told her lover what kind of sluts Neha and I were, how she loved to beat us and… Neha interrupted to say that WE loved to beat her and probably more times than the other way. I felt Susiri’s thigh rubbing mine and pressed mine back, all without looking at each other. I was sure of two things: one, the Japanese lady and I were going to fuck any time in the week end; another, that was going to piss off Toni, so I could expect a serious fight with her.
Then, without separating her thigh from mine, Susiri said with a thick accent: “Well, Toni, sweets, you tell me many times they are sluts, but we are also sluts, so what’s the matter?”. That calmed the situation for the time being, but I knew better, especially when I felt Susiri’s hand under my skirt exploring. I did the same and soon our hands were touching base, meaning our cxnts. That was the moment when Toni realized our little game and jumped. “Hey Maura, whore, stop touching my lover”, she almost screamed. I retired my hand and said: “Will your lover stop touching me?”. Neha intervened: “Toni, charmer, is it not your hand what I have between my legs?”. Toni blushed and I said: “Listen, Toni, you were the one who challenged me. You know we will fight and we will fuck. ALL, not only you with us. And I guess Susiri is willing too, ok?”.
We went home, they following us in their car. We offered drinks and immediately Toni said she wanted to fight. I said patiently: “Toni, this is my house and I set the rules. Tomorrow we will fight all you want, but tonight it sex with Neha and you with Susiri… if you want of course.
They wanted, because while Neha and I fucked passionately in our bed, we could hear the groans, screams and even slaps of the other couple in the guests room.
In the morning, Neha went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast while I came into the bathroom. I met there a naked and smelly Susiri peeing on the toilet with her legs open and her lusty cxnt visible. I asked for Toni and she said she was still sleeping. I got closer and pulled the Japanese face to my pussy. She sniffed and licked and then I started peeing on her face and tits. “I am marking you, bitch”, I said. “I will mark you too, and fuck you”. We cleaned a little and went to the kitchen. Toni had just arrived and was kissing and fondling with Neha. I kissed her and she was fast in detecting her lover smells of my pee. She didn’t complain but I knew she was ready to destroy me… if I let her.
We had breakfast and went out to the small and private beach with towels and creams. We spread the towels and immediately Toni said she wanted to fight me. Surprisingly, Susiri said she wanted first. “Maura has marked me with her pee. I want to mark her and try to win. We will have all of today and tomorrow for more fights”. Reluctantly, Toni accepted, since she wanted also to fight with Neha. In a few minutes, Susiri and I were clinched body to body, an arm of each around the neck of the other and the free hand squeezing tits. We smelled strong and soon the sweat contributed more to our body odors. Susiri had a nice trimmed pussy and our nipples were rubbing strongly while we groaned. We were aroused in the embrace, our faces almost under the smelly armpits of the other. Neha and Toni were boxing or, better said, punching brutally their tits and bellies. Maybe they were remembering previous fights but they were hurting each other. A knee of Toni hit Neha’s lower belly and the Indian woman bent and got on one knee on the sand. Toni got behind her, with an arm around her neck and kicked Neha several times in her kidneys. The Indian woman was in trouble, almost immobilized while the Australian kicked and punched her mercilessly. Susiri and I were still clinched and fell to the sand with legs and arms tangled, rolling and sweating, rubbing boobs and cxnts. Our sexuality was at the maximum, especially when our fingers penetrated our wet pussies. I heard Toni’s agonic scream and looked to see that Neha had launched her elbow between the Australian legs, hitting squarely her hairy pussy and Toni was on her knees, tears in her eyes, grabbing her sex with the two hands. Neha was not going to let the opportunity pass, her fists and feet hit repeatedly the Australian body and face. On the sand, Susiri and I were fighting sexually, grinding cxnts, sucking tongues and getting hornier by the minute. Our hands were grabbing our asses and our groans were not of pain but of pleasure. Our juices exploded together and our cxnts gushed powerfully. Our kiss was lusty and passionate, tasting each other tongues as our fingers penetrated our assholes simultaneously.
The other two had clinched again, sending punches to their faces and tits and bellies. They were bleeding but no one gave up. Finally, the younger Indian exhausted the older Australian, who finally fainted. Susiri and I, after a second orgasm, decided to stop to help our friends to recover from their injuries. The salted water of the sea helped, but their aspect was all but presentable.
During the next hour we let Toni and Neha rest. Susiri and I brought refreshments from the kitchen, a short trip except we took advantage to kiss and caress our pussies. It was evident that the Japanese woman and I had clicked sexually. Finally, after a playful swimming on the sea, we were ready for a second round.
Toni clinched with me with fury. She was still mad at having lost with Neha. She tried immediately to put me down with her arms around my waist and her feet trying to trip me. I noticed soon my advantage. She was still tired or her brutal fight with my Indian friend, so I tried my best to tire her more, resisting her attack, pushing her back and trying also to trip her to the sand. Two brutal punches on my tits made me step back and I started circling her while I recovered my breath. Then attacked with my feet ahead, a double kick to her breasts, followed by two punches to her face. She screamed and fell on her knees. I could have finished her in that position, but I decided not to inflict more pain than necessary. I surrounded her, grabbed her arms and twisted them behind, pushed her on her belly with my knee on her back and asked her to submit. She swore, spitted and screamed more, but my grab was good and she gave up.
Neha and Susiri were on the sand, in a ferocious embrace, legs tangled, tits smashed in a lock of sweaty bodies wrestling hard. Susiri had one of her hard tits in Neha’s mouth, smothering her as her left arm circled her neck. The Indian fighter was resisting the best she could, but it was evident that she was also tired from her fight with Toni and couldn’t resist the muscular force of the Japanese woman. Neha screamed STOP! And then Susiri relaxed her hug, pulled her tit off her mouth and leant over and kissed Neha fully in her lips. The Indian kissed back, their tongues moved in their mouths and we could see their cxnts grinding in a sexual ending that made them cum together. It was also evident that the Japanese woman clicked easily. With Neha and with me. And, of course, with her lover Toni.
We went to the porch for lunch. Toni, who had lost her two fights was in bad mood, but Susiri made her feel better with her kisses and caresses. The Japanese woman was good at fighting, at sex and at attention to her lovers. Toni was a lucky old cow.
The Australian proposed for her next fight with Neha the strapons fight, to the best of three penetrations. Neha and her teased each other, kissed, challenged and bragged lots, especially when both wore the strappies, both black. Susiri and I sat on a swing couch, with a drink in hand, ready to see the show. “We stink”, I said laughing. “When I beat you later, we will stink more”, the Japanese said. “With strapons too?” I asked. “No, woman to woman without supplements, body to body, but no holds barred”, she said. “It will be a hard fight and pleasurable”, I said.
The other two had started. Hugging each other hard, moving around, grunting with the effort, in a trip, Neha got Toni on her back, jumped on top and buried her strappy in Toni’s pussy. She didn’t fuck her, just lifted one arm in victory, pulled the she cock off and stood up. They clinched again, harder even, they exchanged punches, they grabbed tits and pussies and, again, Neha tripped Toni and got the she cock in her cxnt. She fucked her for a while this time, but not enough to make her cum. When they got up, Toni was in a black mood. Susiri got out the swing, kissed her deeply, caressing her pussy and whispering words in her ear. The change was like a miracle. Toni recovered her usual mood, nice but fiery, attacked Neha, and in twenty minutes she had penetrated the Indian woman cxnt twice. The second time, she didn’t stopped, she continued fucking her as a vengeance until Neha screamed and came. That was clever of Toni, because she would confront for the decisive fight a recently orgasmed Neha, still a little shaked. Toni attacked furiously, but carefully. She knew she couldn’t make a single mistake. It took her twenty minutes to get Neha on her back, roll her on her belly and introduce the she cock in her ass. My Indian friend screamed, more in frustration than pain and when she came again, she laid on her back sobbing, while Toni peed on her.
I went to Neha and kissed her to console her for her defeat, while Susiri came to Toni and kissed her and caressed her hairy pussy, while she congratulated her for her victory. Then, she came to me, kissed me deep in the mouth and said: “I am ready for you”. I nodded and we clinched body to body hard. Our size and strength were similar and our embrace was tight, our nails clawing on our backs, our smells strong. Like in our sexual fight in the morning, we were equally fit and expert. It was a surprise when the Japanese fighter seemed to get soft in her legs and suddenly fell on her back. I got unbalanced and she thrown me on the air over her head. I hit the sand hard and painfully on my back and I had her on top in a flash. We had our fingers laced, our muscles at full pressure, she trying to pin me, I trying to roll her off me. Our legs were tangled, immobilizing one another, all our strength in our muscled arms, the sweat falling in rivulets from our faces and bodies. Little by little, I started lifting Susiri from my body and suddenly she sprang off, stood up and kicked my ribs hard and repeatedly. I grunted of pain, but got her foot in her fourth kick with my hands and twisted it savagely. She screamed and fell on her belly, but rolled fast up. We looked at each other, arms ready and circled slowly. We slammed savagely, our tits smashed painfully as we grabbed our necks with our left arms and brought our right hand between our legs. It was not a sexual movement. With the heads locked in the arms, our hands between the legs tried to unbalance the other. The Japanese tripped me finally and when I was falling, she grabbed one of my wrists with her two hands, made a few circles around herself and launched me reeling to the water. I splashed hard and she was fast, she ran and fell on me. We clinched again, rolling on the warm water, going down and fighting underwater. I felt like my lungs wanted to explode, but she emerged first, breathing hard and spitting salt water from her mouth and nose. I pulled her out of the water, dragging her from her hair. She had almost drowned and she was almost unconscious. I kneeled at her side and applied my mouth to hers. After a few breaths, she exhaled more water and got back into consciousness.
I saw that Neha and Toni had been enjoying our fight and themselves.
After dinner, I claimed my rights of winner and asked to sleep with Susiri. Toni was not the happiest woman in the world, but she seemed not to dislike the prospects of a night with Neha.
In the morning, during breakfast, I congratulated Toni. “Susiri is one of the best fucks I have had in my bed, you are very lucky”, I said. “Well, I didn’t remember either that Neha had such a hot cxnt”, she said.
We fought again of course. All our fights were wins, Neha and I defeated the Australian and the Japanese, both in fights and in sexfights.
But they were friendly in spite of our wins. After lunch, we had a hot foursome and then we went back, each couple in out cars.
Toni said: “We need a revenge” and kissed us. Susiri kissed us also, deep and wet. I definitely liked the Japanese woman.
Back home, the night was for Neha and me. A great night, of course.
