Kelly was reeling from what she saw yesterday. The sexual skirmish at the pool had brought many wonderful memories to come flooding back to her head. As well as many painful memories connected to them that she thought were long suppressed. A long time ago, there was nothing that Kelly loved in the world more than sexfighting. Her nymphomania was off the charts. She was a hopeless addict or at least it seemed that way at the time. She had sexfights every single day without fail. She loved everything about them. She made it a point to fuck every single attractive women that she came into contact with and would stop at nothing to do so.
What she loved about the game above everything else however, was when her man watched her fights. Her boyfriend and later fiance, Todd would watch her fights every chance that he got. He loved cheering her on as much as she loved being cheered on. It made her feel so cherished and beautiful. When Todd began developing his heart condition, Kelly buried herself in her favorite vice to cope with the stress. On the day that Todd died, Kelly had just gotten done with a particularly long and intense lesbian orgy with nine other women. She absolutely dominated but after the news dropped, Kelly’s heart was broken beyond repair.
The association between Todd and sexfighting had ruined the game for her. The idea that he would never be able to watch her again was just far too much for her. Instead, Kelly sank into alcoholism and casual sex with men as sex with women just reminded her of what she lost. However, seeing a sexfight live and in person, albeit a short one, had caused something of a reawakening in her. She felt that old fire burning inside that she had almost forgotten about by now. Still, she was conflicted and torn between wanting to get back in the game and not wanting to reopen old wounds. She decided to take her mind off of things by going to the S.S. Orgasmic’s all you can eat buffet. It was dessert day and Kelly always had a strong sweet tooth. She felt that it was just what she needed.
As the depressed raven entered the buffet room, she was overwhelmed by the delicious smells in the air. All around her were cakes, creampies, ice cream sundaes, chocolate fountains and other sugary delicacies. Suddenly, her saddened and conflicted mind was now excited but as with anywhere else on this ship, she was also surrounded by beautiful women wearing next to nothing. Par for the course for this cruise. She tried to ignore her libido but her pussy just kept burning with desire at all the half naked hotties everywhere. She even began to wonder which one Todd would enjoy seeing her fight the most but she shook it off, reminding herself why she was here. The raven began browsing the buffet table, wondering what to treat herself too when she suddenly bumped into something or rather someone.
“Oh, I’m sorry.” She said as she turned her head to see a smoking hot redhead with a bikini matching her hair, offsetting Kelly’s own purple bikini.
She then recognized the redhead as Michelle Peterson. Her Niece, Lexi’s co-worker at the juice bar. Michelle did not recognize Kelly though, as they never actually met. If only Kelly knew what Michelle had been doing with her Niece just last night. It certainly wouldn’t help her libido problems. Michelle just gave Kelly an annoyed look.
“Well?” Kelly asked. “Aren’t you going to say sorry too?”
“Why would I?” Michelle asked rhetorically. “You already did it for me.”
‘Bitch.’ Kelly thought to herself.
What the Hell was her damage? Kelly just tried to ignore her and continue browsing. The redhead was a bitch but she was also very attractive and Kelly couldn’t help but get turned on by the sight of her. From what she could tell, Michelle was an E cup. Slightly bigger than her own DDs. Kelly began to subconsciously imagine what it must be like to rub her naked jublies into the younger girl’s. If she wasn’t in public, she would slap herself in the face for failing to control her urges so badly but she just couldn’t help it. A woman can only do so much to bury her natural nymphomania. Especially with Michelle browsing the buffet table right next to her and busty babes in all visible directions.
‘Is there anywhere on this ship where I can escape from all these hot girls?’ Kelly thought to herself. ‘So many grabbable tits. So many spankable asses. So many strippable bikinis. So many kissable lips. So many suckable tongues…Ugh! Snap out of it already, you bitch in heat! Control yourself!’
Kelly felt like she was about to faint from sheer sexual desire until she finally found something at the table that caught her eye. An utterly delectable looking coconut cream pie and the last one left at that. Finally Kelly’s luck was starting to change…or so it seemed. Just as she managed to get her hand the pie, she saw another hand grab the other side of it. She looked to see who it was and sure enough, it was Michelle. Kelly’s frustration was starting to reach its boiling point now.
“I saw it first.” Michelle said rudely.
“What is this, kindergarten?” Kelly asked rhetorically. “Why don’t we both just take half?”
“Sorry, I’m not really a compromising kind of girl.” Michelle said. “Now let go.”
Kelly was ready to scream. The old her would never take something like this, especially from another woman in a million years but again, that was the old her. Still, she fought hard to keep her cool and be the bigger person.
“Surely there’s a way we can settle this.” Kelly suggested.
“I don’t believe in age before beauty.” Michelle said coldly.
Kelly raised an eyebrow at that crass comment.
“What was that?” Kelly asked, trying hard not to smack the younger girl.
“Is your hearing starting to go in your old age too?” Michelle asked mockingly.
That was the final straw.
“Give it here, you little cxnt!” Kelly demanded.
“Why don’t you try and take it from me?” Michelle dared.
The average bystander would be confused as to why two full grown women were acting like this over a pie but what none of them knew was that the two hellcats had been struggling mentally. Neither of them even knew this about each other. Kelly was trying and failing to suppress her deep sexual desires even when surrounded by temptation on all sides whereas Michelle was bitter about not winning her match with Jamie. This in turn, caused both of their blood to boil and the two nymphos would not be pushed around today. As they struggled to rip the pie out of their rival’s grasp, Michelle finally managed to win but as she looked at the dessert, she had other intentions, smiling deviously.
“Alright, you old bitch.” Michelle said rudely. “You want this damn pie so much? Then you can have it!”
The redhead pulled her hand carrying the pie back as a crowd began watching the display. Everyone gasped as Kelly went wide eyed and Michelle slammed the pie straight into the raven’s face. Whipped cream splattered all over Kelly’s face, seeping into her black hair as it began sliding down her skin and even into her cleavage. Whoever made that pie was certainly generous with the cream. The crowd’s jaws dropped as Michelle cruelly rubbed the pie tin as deeply into Kelly’s face as possible. However, the bitchy redhead had no idea what kind of beast she had just awakened…or rather reawakened.
Kelly’s mind was washed over with memories. Back in her nympho days, the thing she loved the most about the game was the humiliation factor. She loved it. Whether she be on the giving or the receiving end. It didn’t matter. The thrill of getting to either humiliate or be humiliated by another beautiful bitch was what got her adrenaline pumping above all else. If she won, she got to humiliate a hot bitch. If she lost, she got to be humiliated by a hot bitch. Either way, she had something to look forward to. She almost didn’t care at all about winning or losing but like anyone, she would rather win than lose. Still, Kelly would always be a graceful loser and fully expect the winner to punish and dominate her. She demanded it even. The fight was incomplete for her without it.
The cold, creamy feeling of the pie all over her brought back that passion. She felt everyone’s eyes on her as she was deeply embarrassed. The pie tin finally dropped from her face as she wiped the cream off of her eyes to see Michelle laughing at her. The crowd was shocked and the people almost looked sorry for her. Kelly felt so degraded, so objectified, so ashamed…and oh so good and fired up. At this point, she realized that she could not suppress her nature. Whether Todd was here or not, the game was Kelly’s life. She lived to own and dominate other nymphos and by God, she would never allow herself to lose sight of that passion again. No matter what. It’s what Todd would want anyway. He would want her to be happy and nothing made her happier than doing what she loved. Kelly was back and better than ever. Michelle, arrogant as always, fully expected Kelly to just run away crying in shame. She could not have been more wrong, as she was about to find out.
“Oh, it’s on now, bitch.” Kelly said with more fire in her voice than she had in years.
Michelle looked confused but in the blink of an eye, Kelly had pulled her in by her blood red hair and picked up another pie, this one blueberry before smashing it into Michelle’s face. An eye for an eye. Like Michelle had done to her, Kelly rubbed the tin into the cxnt’s face, using her grip on her hair to pull her deeper in. White cream and blueberry filling covered Michelle’s hair and neck before seeping down into her cleavage. Kelly was satisfied in her revenge and released her enemy, letting the pie rin drop as Michelle wiped her eyes clean. Some of the crowd began laughing at the display of instant karma. It was easy to tell how furious Michelle was, even with the pie all over her face.
“And now we’re even.” Kelly declared. “Are we done here or do I need to keep teaching you this lesson, you little brat?”
“Oh, we’re just getting started, you old whore!” Michelle said angrily.
“Have it your way.” Kelly said coldly.
The staff was about to intervene and stop this when one of them suddenly felt a hand on her shoulder. She looked behind her to see her boss stopping her.
“Mr. Broderick?” The woman asked.
“Don’t stop them just yet.” Broderick said. “I think we all want to see where this is headed.”
“Yes, sir.” She said.
Kelly had done many kinky things with other women, including messy fights. She fought women while both her and her opponent and sometimes opponents were covered in whipped cream, chocolate syrup, pudding and many other sweet substances. Kelly had a WAM fetish but it was mainly a product of her mutual humiliation fetish. She loved how it made her feel so objectified and filthy and she was more than happy to drag other women down into the gutter with her. Michelle would certainly be no exception. The raven and the redhead reached for anything on the buffet table that they could get their hands on as they began this food fight in earnest. In no time at all, both busty beauties quickly became covered in desserts of all kinds. It was as compelling as it was messy.
Within just a single minute, both women were barely indistinguishable from one another due to being absolutely slathered in sweets and desserts. They had whipped cream shampooed into their hair, chocolate sauce streaming down their limbs and chest and cream of multiple different flavors covering their faces. The witnesses were so transfixed that they didn’t even care that the dessert buffet that they paid no small amount for was being ruined. This show was worth every penny. Eventually, the raven and redhead, although it was impossible to see any hair color anymore, had finally run out of food to smear each other with. They stopped and took some slow, deep breaths as they admired their work. They seemed genuinely proud of themselves before realizing that they were also completely covered from head to toe in the stuff.
“Alright, you little slut.” Kelly said. “You want a fight and these people want a show. So, you know what? I think I’ll give you both what you want.”
“We both know that this fight was inevitably going to go in one direction.” Michelle said. “So let’s stop acting like children and start acting like women.”
“Yes. Let us do that.” Kelly agreed.
Broderick smiled as his employee realized that he somehow knew that this was going to happen. The crowd became excited, clapping and whistling cat calls as the two food covered nymphos began approaching each other.
“You're a very filthy, young lady.” Kelly said deviously. “It looks to me like you could use a good tongue bath.”
“That’s the pot calling the kettle black if I’ve ever heard it.” Michelle argued. “Now you hold still while I lick you clean, inch by inch.”
The two grabbed a hold of each other’s arms, specifically by the elbows as they began to engage in a very different kind of tongue fight. They both began licking the sweet, sugary substances off of one another’s skins as if they were cats. They deliberately licked as roughly and sensually as possible, clearly wanting to arouse each other to the maximum capacity as they prepared for the carnal warfare to come. Their tongues would soon inevitably come into contact with one another which led to the only thing it could. An intense, passionate, lustful and extremely sloppy make out session between the two. They swapped spit and sloshed the sweetness between their mouths, sharing the unique flavor. Kelly was in Heaven. For Michelle, this was just a petty squabble that escalated quickly but for Kelly, it was much, much deeper and more complex than that.
This was her return to something that once defined her life. Something that she had almost completely forgotten in the deep recesses of her kind. Something that had been missing for far too long. She had many wasted years to make up for and she planned on taking no prisoners in this grand reopening of her pussy to other nymphos. If Michelle wanted a battle, then Kelly was going to give her the war to end all wars.
“Mmmmmmm…” They moaned with lust as they made out.
Things quickly escalated as they grabbed a hold of each other’s backs and ass cheeks while trying to wrestle their rival to the ground and pin her. The audience watched on the edge of their seats as the fight continued to evolve. Their nipples had become so hard that they somehow managed to find and slide over each other past all the cream and syrup covering them. Eventually, the two battling hellcats had gotten on the ground and began rolling each other around in catball, flinging the sweet foodstuffs off of themselves as they did so. The crowd made sure to get out of their way when they had to. Broderick in particular seemed particularly fascinated by the kinky display.
“Ugh! Spoiled little cxnt!” Kelly cursed.
“Agh! Stubborn old whore!” Michelle shot back.
Eventually, the two had to stop and take a breath as they lied across from one another with their legs intersecting together. It seemed like a stroke of fate and no one in the room was naive enough not to see where this was about to head. The raven and the auburn got up on their shapely asses and quickly noticed their fateful position. They immediately did what any women in their places would do and shifted themselves around to make their crotches perfectly open to one another.
“You think your old pussy can keep up while going clit to clit with mine?” Michelle asked daringly.
“You don’t seem that much younger than me, fire crotch.” Kelly argued. “And no. I think my wiser and more experienced cxnt is going to teach your little girl’s cxnt a lesson that it will never forget.”
In truth, Kelly’s cxnt was rather out of practice with this kind of thing but sexfighting is like riding a bike. You never really forget how to do it. The two once again grabbed hold of each other by the elbows and pulled each other in until their lower lips finally well and truly locked together.
“Oh!” Kelly moaned.
“Ah!” Michelle yelped.
The fusion of female flesh was a glorious one and yet again, Michelle felt memories flooding back of her encounters with other beautiful bitches. How she missed this. She could never wrap her head around how she lasted this long without her addiction. She was relapsing terribly and she didn’t feel even a twinge of regret. Michelle very much enjoyed the feeling herself. She enjoyed facing older women quite a bit and while she despised Kelly, she couldn’t deny how stunning she was or how good her pussy felt on hers. This was going to be a good fight for Michelle but for Kelly, it was going to be a life changing experience that would change her forever.
“Let’s fuck, you hot bitch.” Michelle dared.
“Gladly, you fuckable little slut.” Kelly agreed. “Let’s give these people a show to enjoy.”
They wasted no time in thrashing against one another like two fleshy, slutty tidal waves. Kelly’s DDs and Michelle’s E cups bounced around and jiggled like water balloons about to burst as the collective desserts covering their skin began to seep down their mouth watering bodies and eventually into the fusion of female flesh. It added a certain feeling of lubrication, which in turn added a new flavor, no pun intended to the fight. Both nymphomaniacs quickly took a mental note to themselves to have more messy fights in the future. It really was a unique and original experience. The amount of ways to freshen up the game seemed to be truly endless.
“Do you want me to stop them now, sir?” The employee asked her boss nervously.
“Not if you want to keep your job.” Broderick said plainly.
The employee understood. She just wanted to be sure. The raven and redhead began accumulating enough sweat to make the concoction of cream, syrup and other sweet substances start melting away. Their hair began to show its color again but it was still damp and matted down to their skin.
“Getting tired yet, you old hag?” Michelle asked mockingly to her older opponent.
“Not on your life. You hear your Mommy calling you, little slut?” Kelly shot back at her younger rival.
“Wait…” Michelle said as she suddenly stopped tribbing. “I know you!”
“Is that so?” Kelly asked as she stopped her grinding as well.
“Aren’t you Lexi’s Aunt?” Michelle asked.
“Why, yes, I am.” Kelly answered proudly.
“I thought you looked familiar.” Michelle said. “Kelly, right?”
“Yes and I know you’re Michelle.” Kelly confirmed. “So what? Was it worth pausing our match just to point that out?”
“Oh, I just thought that you’d like to know what another slutty redhead and I were doing with your Niece in her cabin last night.” Michelle said mockingly.
“What?” Kelly asked in confusion. “What are you talking about?”
Michelle then told the older nympho an abridged version of her meeting Jamie and becoming her rival, introducing Lexi to the world of sexfighting and then using her for their own competition in Lexi’s cabin which ultimately ended in a draw.
“And that’s it.” Michelle concluded. “Your Niece was enjoyable but she still has a long way to go. I’ll be happy to guide her once she gets some common sense and realizes that I’m the better, hotter redhead than Jamie.”
Kelly was utterly flabbergasted. She didn’t know how to react to this news. What would Denise think? They always knew that Lexi was a playful horndog but this? And nymphomaniac or not, it is always embarrassing and rather distressing to hear about family members, especially younger ones in sexual situations like this. Not to mention that Kelly’s naturally protective instincts as Michelle’s Aunt were kicking in. She could always read people and knew that Michelle was a self-centered cxnt only out for her own gain and pleasure.
“What? Got nothing to say?” Michelle asked teasingly. “Would you like to hear how your Niece’s twat tasted?”
“I would like you to stop running your mouth and start rubbing clits with me again, you little cum dump!” Kelly said angrily. “You’re just trying to psyche me out and I ain’t falling for it!”
“Fine then. Let’s get back down to business.” Michelle agreed.
The two reengaged their crotches and once again began grinding away at one another. It became immediately apparent however that Kelly was tribbing much more intensely and viciously than before. Michelle silently cursed herself in her mind as she began to realize how badly her attempt at psyching her enemy out was backfiring. Nothing she could do about it now but ride out the storm. Again, no pun intended.
“You’re salty about tying with that other redheaded skank. I can tell.” Kelly said. “So I can imagine how much more bitter you’ll be when I have my way with your inferior cxnt in front of all these people!”
“You can brag about what you’ll do to me or you can simply let your actions speak for you. If you even can.” Michelle argued.
“I couldn’t agree more.” Kelly said deviously.
The raven grabbed the back of the younger nympho’s head and pulled her face and body up close and personal with her own. The two hellcats were now face to face, nose to nose, very nearly mouth to mouth, tit to tit, milk bud to milk bud, almost belly to belly and of course, pussy to pussy and clit to clit. It was the perfect level of intimacy for any battling beauties. Or at least it almost was. Until Michelle finally sealed the deal by slipping her tongue right in between Kelly’s lips. The older lioness was prepared for it and quickly began kissing back with her own tongue. If the crowd wasn’t enamored with the show before, they were absolutely immersed now. Nothing would make them pull their eyes or ears away from this.
‘These two really are animals.’ Broderick thought to himself. ‘They’d be absolutely perfect for what I have planned.’
He also remembered Michelle as one of the two redheads along with Lexi back to the juice bar that entertained him. He had to keep Jamie and Lexi in mind as well. Not to mention his security chief Rebecca and those other girls from the pool. He honestly felt like Nick Fury assembling a team of super nymphos. He continued watching as the raven and auburn made out ruthlessly. They would squeeze and smack ass cheeks, making audible spanking sounds as they moaned passionately into their kiss. Nipples stabbed into areolas as their clits fought their own little duel at the tip of their sealed labias. They continued sweating off the food as their skin and faces became more and more visible but they were still relatively quite messy and would likely remain that way going into this fight for some time. Michelle would wrap her lips around and suck on Kelly’s tongue like a cock, followed by Kelly sucking on Michelle’s tongue right back. It was beautiful.
Their bodies flowed like water as they humped one another and buried their hands in each other’s hair as they continued their sloppy tongue war. Deep down inside of their joined pussies, their pulsating, pink pleasure buds fought their own duel like the tiny, fleshy daggers that they were. Labia sealed to labia as pussy juice began to overflow and seep down their owner’s shapely legs. Their DD and E cup breasts respectively flowed together as they were flattened by one another. It was erotic beyond description.
“Mmmmmmm…” They moaned as they finally joined mouths again.
The sensations running through the older, reawakened nympho’s body felt both new and hypnotic yet also familiar and comforting at the same time. As if they were an old friend that had become an even better person than the last time she saw them. It was like a dream. One that Kelly never wanted to wake up from. However intoxicating these feelings may be, the raven still had a fight to win and she intended to do exactly that. She increased the speed, force and intensity of her tribbing as her confidence continued to grow and grow until Kelly progressively began to fuck her opponent like a woman half her age.
Michelle was caught off guard by this sudden and almost terrifying increase in her rival’s carnal abilities. She had underestimated the older woman. She knew it. She wasn’t just some aging wallflower. She felt like some punk in a cliche movie who thought they were tough and decided to pick a fight with a hardass, experienced warrior that had seen more action than she likely ever would in her entire life. All she could do at this point was try her best but what scared her above all else was what she did not yet know about just how powerful Kelly truly was. Kelly then broke the kiss, leaving a trail of saliva between their mouths before pushing Michelle down onto the ground, leaving her crimson hair fanning out behind her head.
“Now who wants to see me fuck this young bitch into humility?!” She asked the crowd excitedly.
The crowd all cheered, making their answer crystal clear. Kelly was more than happy to oblige. She looked down on the redhead, both literally and figuratively and went to work. She sunk her fingers deep into Michelle’s creamy, luscious tits and fondled away before she began fucking her with their bodies in in this L shaped position.
“Agh!” Michelle groaned. “You fucking cxnt!”
“You mean like I’m fucking your cxnt right now?” Kelly asked mockingly.
She pinched Michelle’s sharpened, pink milk buds in between her index and middle fingers on each hand. The sheer exhilaration she felt as she dominated and humiliated her prey was out of this world. She loved it. She loved everything about what she was doing right now. She loved her life. She loved the feeling of people watching her. She loved it all. And by God, she wanted more. More. More. More! More! There was never enough.
The dark haired cougar’s thick ass flowed with her as she pussy fucked the younger nympho. She showed no mercy. Kelly had always possessed a rather cold, socially Darwinistic view of the game. Michelle had proven herself inferior and now she would pay the price by being used by her victorious opponent as a sex doll for everyone in this restaurant to see. Had Michelle somehow been the victor here, Kelly would have happily received the same from her. It was only fair and Kelly honestly loved being humiliated. It just fired her up more for a rematch and getting sweet revenge. She honestly didn’t know what she loved more. Winning and humiliating her opponent or losing and getting humiliated by her opponent. Both thrilled her beyond words.
“Goddamn you!” Michelle cursed.
“I’d be begging him to help you instead if I were you!” Kelly bragged.
Michelle felt completely helpless. The amount of energy being drained from her so fast was unlike anything she had ever experienced in her young life. Kelly was easily the most fearsome and powerful opponent she had ever faced and if she knew how long Kelly had gone without a single fight, it would just be the icing on the humiliation cake. She found herself painfully regretting every decision she had made leading up to her current predicament.
“Your pussy is so soft and wet.” Kelly said in between gasps of effort. “And when I’m done with you, it will be even more red than your hair!”
Michelle was too overwhelmed to say anything back. All of her oxygen intake right now was being dedicated to gasping for air as she was being utterly dominated. Kelly licked her lips with lust and decided to finish her off by getting down on top of her, once again mouth to mouth and tit to tit as she tongue raped Michelle’s mouth yet again. Some of the crowd were behind the two hellcats and could see Kelly’s pussy lips sliding all over Michelle’s. Black hair mixed into red hair as each and every movement, no matter how small caused Michelle more and more pleasure. It just kept getting hotter and hotter and hotter until finally the poor redhead just couldn’t stand it any longer.
“Mmmmmmmmmm!!!!!” Michelle screamed into Kelly’s mouth as she orgasmed.
It wasn’t just any orgasm however. It was the most powerful, crushing orgasm she had ever felt in her life. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as Kelly gasped in pleasure as she felt Michelle’s hot fluids shoot up inside of her fleshy cavern. Michelle was out cold but Kelly kept humping her unconscious body until the raven came herself.
“Ohhhhh!!!” Kelly cried out as she climaxed, shooting her own juices right back into the passed out Michelle.
Kelly then fell onto her back as the sounds of the audience applauding filled her eardrums. All of her doubts and regrets were now gone. There was no turning back now. Never again. She loved being a slut. A nympho. A cum dumpster. Everything. She would never love another man again but she would take any chance she could get to fuck other women. It was then that she realized that Todd was likely watching this fight from Heaven. Kelly had to stop herself from shedding a tear as she felt sorry for depriving Todd of his favorite show for so long. She vowed to never pass up another sexfight ever again and to continue giving Todd what he wanted. Now and forever. And when Kelly’s own time came, Todd would finally be able to watch her fight in person again.
‘Very interesting.’ Broderick thought to himself. ‘I must keep my eye on all of these fine young ladies.’
