Day 8
The temperature in the room shot up as Miyoung let out another expletive-filled invective. The Korean vixen closed her hands into fists, ready for violence as the Chinese airhead who had usurped her place in Mathew’s bed slandered her bedroom skills. Miyoung’s verbal counterattack was swift as it was brutal, regaling her sexual nemesis with details of what she and Mathew had done yesterday, berating her sexual rival for her inability to satisfy Mathew in bed.
The furious argument continued unabated, each East Asian beauty blandishing every little perceived imperfection in her romantic adversary as a weapon. Miyoung caught a glance of Linda raising her arm in anger, ready to strike. She braced for impact, prepping her claws for battle.
The strike never came. Mathew had reacted quickly, preventing a struggling Linda from landing a hit.
It turned out that he had other plans for them.
Twenty minutes later Miyoung found herself on one end of the hallway with her hands tied behind her back. The sexy Korean vixen looked ahead, seeing her rival in love on the other end of the corridor. The one-meter-wide passageway was narrow, making it impossible for two people to cross at the same time from opposite sides.
Miyoung looked sideways, seeing her man stepping on the stairs leading to the second floor to the side. He sat on step number 10, sitting on the edge, his legs sticking out into the corridor. This was a familiar setup for Miyoung, having frequently sucked Mathew’s cock standing up while he sat on step 10.
He soon made his intentions. The Oriental sex kittens were to pit their bodies against each other until the stronger woman made her romantic foe fall. The one who remained standing would be allowed to worship his cock with impunity until the fallen girl got on her feet again. The fight would last until one woman’s mouth was brimming with Mathew’s hot cum.
It was an unforgiving way of fighting over a man, where the first girl to fall usually ending on the receiving end of a savage beating with limited ways to fight back apart from trusting that the man in question stopped the carnage before it became too much. The use of heels increased the depravity, acting as fighting spurs to inflict more damage to the other woman while decreasing one's stability. Such type of contests resembled cock fights, giving them the name of “hen fighting.”
Despite it all, Miyoung grimly stepped into the corridor in her stilettos, confident she was still Matthew’s fauvorite. How could she not be after yesterday’s orgy of sex? After feeling his manhood filling her pussy to the brim with cum? After hearing him begging her to come back to the apartment and fight for him? The attractive Korean girlfriend *knew* that had been the real Matthew, the one who loved her, not the primitive beast under the spell of Linda’s physical charms. She’d fight and win, freeing her man from the Chinese succubus’ toxic influence.
Miyoung came clad in a see-through cream negligee that barely covered her undulating mammaries. She was wearing nothing underneath. No panties, no bra. Her hardened nipples could be seen poking through the delicate pink fabric. The hemline stopped just short of covering her exposed pussy. Her hands were tied behind her back to prevent her from using her claws. On the other side was the Chinese harlot, clad in a more elaborate contraption that consisted of a white see-through top, nipples straining against the delicate fabric. She was wearing a thong with an ornamental tu-tu around her waist, stockings, heels and gloves.
Miyoung was brimming with jealousy. She rushed into the incoming Linda, her tits crashing into the insolent Chinese pretender like a car crash. The Korean vixen let out a pitiful cry, feeling the shockwaves from the terrible collision reverberating through her womanly physique. She clenched her teeth, rushing back into the middle of the corridor. Linda Wang met her head-on.
Miyoung repeated this sadistic ritual over and over, her sizeable tits soon spilling out the inadequate teddy as she jousted Linda’s melons in womanly combat, using her chest as a lance to break her enemy’s wall of titflesh. Beads of perspiration dripped off her chin onto the semi-transparent negligee as the tit jousting raged on.
Miyoung wailed, her boobs on fire as she reeled back from the last violent meeting of bust lines. The Korean goddess shook her head to clear the cobwebs before setting her womanly assets against the relentless Chinese harpy.
The next thing Miyoung felt was an excruciating pain in her thigh. Her long legs buckled as Linda sank her white heel onto her shapely thighs. The screeching Korean hottie fell to her knees under the strain of the vicious attack. She tried to rally only for Mathew’s rapacious coworker to hit her face with her knee.
The Korean siren received a vicious beating, punishment for not being able to stay on her feet. She wailed as her nubile form was trampled by the merciless Chinese whore. She let out a final guttural scream as Linda’s sharp stilettos sank into her boobs, the pointy end of the heel tearing a gaping hole into her teddy.
It took some time for the haggard Korean girl to register that the brutal trashing had stopped. She moaned, feeling her whole body in excruciating pain. She rolled to the side, her eyes seeing the insolent homewrecker’s mouth wrapped around Mathew’s cock. Mathew grunted and moaned, petting Linda’s head as he sang praises to her blowjob skills.
Miyoung grunted. She got labouriously on her knees, then maneuvered haltingly to get on her feet. Her bruised boobs were exposed, the flimsy teddy barely hanging by the thread around her neck. Linda noticed her, trying to disengage Mathew’s cock only for him to jerk her hair in and force her to wait until he felt Miyoung was ready.
-“Hey Chinese cock sucker!”-jeered Miyoung as felt ready to take on the Chinese bimbo once again-“get your diseased mouth off my man’s cock!”
-“You wanna go again Korean saohuo (slut)?”-taunted Linda, now free from Mathew’s grip, her chin dripping with saliva and precum-“Come on you whore!”
-“geollenyeon! (skank!)”-shrieked Miyoung as she lunged forward.
-“Korean hulijing (loose woman)!”-screamed Linda as she met her thrust. The East Asian vixens crashed into each other with renewed vigour, clenching their teeth as they jousted with their tits. Miyoung let out a pitiful howl, trying to withstand the withering pain as her boobs waved and jiggled. The lonely thread keeping her sexy teddy finally broke. The torn teddy fell on the floor, revealing a naked Miyoung but for her high heels.
-“You should have never…come back…this is…my home now…Mathew’s MY man!”-gulped Linda in between charges, wailing with each terrible meeting of busts.
-“You’re nothing but a…homewrecker…a cheap slut…you don’t belong here!”-
The Korean girlfriend reeled, tears streaming down her pretty face as the force of the last clash of boobs sent her reeling back. She knew she couldn’t go on like this, yet she showed no hesitation in continuing this heinous contest.
Miyoung gritted her teeth as her next thrust was met once again by Linda’s cow tits. The Korean stunner sank her pearly white teeth into Linda’s exposed neck. The Korean goddess then pulled back, dragging Linda's semi-transparent top with her teeth until her cow tits snapped forward in a pleasing jiggling motion.
Chinese banshee let out an ear-splitting shriek as she struggled to break from the Korean pitbull. Miyoung held on, pinning the vulnerable Chinese skank into the wall. Miyoung then pulled her tits slightly back to then slammed them into Linda’s swollen melons.
The Chinese wench counter-attacked. Miyoung winced as she felt a searing pain through her pale thigh. Not giving up the vicious biting, the Korean beauty trained her sharp heels straight into her prey’s beautiful legs. The Oriental harpies staggered about, trying to stay on their precarious stilettos as they used their heels like knives. The first to fall was sure to be on the receiving end of a savage beating.
Strands of hair blocking her eyes, Miyoung blindly stomped the floor several times aiming to step on the enemy foot. She suddenly felt the sharp end of her shoe sink into Linda’s exposed feet. She twisted her heel, maximizing the pain. Miyoung felt her sexual rival fall, dragging her along.
But Miyoung would not let her. The Korean piranha let go of the vicious bite and kicked her downed nemesis for good measure. The Chinese skank fell on the floor, falling prey to Miyoung’s merciless high heels.
-“You whore…”-*stomp*
-“Mathew” -*stomp*
-“is” -*stomp*
-“mine!” -*stomp*
-“mine!” -*stomp*
-“MINE!” -*stomp*
Linda’s distressing moans failed to quell Miyoung's bloodlust. Miyoung would make the shameless man stealer pay for all the transgressions, for sleeping with her man, for trying to usurp her pride of place in his bed…and yet, she stopped herself.
Miyoung reluctantly let go of her fallen foe. Even now there were unspoken rules to follow. It was known that in any sort of claiming fight, attempts to beat one’s sexual adversary unconscious before claiming the disputed man’s cum would be most unwelcome. Mathew’s cock waited to be worshipped by a real woman. Her duty as his girlfriend was to please him. The perspiring Korean vixen turned around, looking at her boyfriend with bedroom eyes as she limped towards him.
She ignored her sore body as she wrapped her mouth around Mathew’s twitching cock, relishing in his girth and size, remembering the times it made her feel like a bitch in heat, the many times it had filled her pussy to the brim.
Miyoung heard his pleased moans. She felt his virile hands gently stroking her hair. Her ears perked up as he spoke to her approvingly. Two minutes later, she sensed his trembling physique preparing for the inevitable eruption.
-“Get your whore mouth off my man’s cock!!”-came out the defiant cry from the straggling Chinese tramp.
Miyoung could have ignored the insolent remark. The Chinese wench would not be able to get up before Miyoung made Mathew cum. Womanly honour was satisfied. Mathew was on the verge of cumming. There was nothing to stop her from fulfilling her duty as a girlfriend. She had the advantage.
And yet she could not. She could not let that remark slide. That show of defiance ate at her jealous soul. Miyoung looked up, Mathew’s cock still buried deep into her mouth, seeing her distracted boyfriend looking at the fallen Chinese whore.
She surprised Mathew by pulling her mouth from the saliva-lathered manhood to face Linda-“What did you say you worthless chink cow”
-“I said let go of my man’s cock!”-repeated the unrepentant Chinese succubus as struggled to get on her knees, her inflamed orbs unapologetically pointing up.
-“Fuck you Chinese tramp!”-jeered Miyoung, resting sideways on the wall to wait on her carnal foe.
-"Why?"-asked the bewildered Mathew-"You have no need!"
-"She still dares to defy me Mathew"-huffed the Korean vixen-"She thinks she's better than me. I know she's told you as much."
-"But you were about to win"-interjected Mathew softly, stroking Miyoung's wet hair.
-"I don't want to win"-retorted Miyoung-"I want to show you she's not better. We're not equal. I want you to see with your own eyes I'm better than her. Her tits are no match for mine. She doesn't love you like I do"
Matthew seemed moved by Miyoung's assertions. He leaned forward and whispered: "This is enough. You've won"
Miyoung was touched by her man's words. But still, she shook her head. Miyoung's every female instinct was screaming for her to face her Chinese antagonist in womanly contest once again, regardless of the strategic considerations.
Miyoung rushed towards the defiant Chinese skank as fast as her high heels would let her. She didn’t blink as her haggard figure crashed into Linda’s once again, sending shockwaves of hurt throughout her womanly figure. The Korean girlfriend felt herself reeling back despite herself, only to stop and re-enter the fray for another violent meeting of flesh.
Miyoung gritted her teeth, her tits meeting Linda’s bare melons. The two sets of tits crashed into each other, having a flattening effect as the opposing orbs expanded sideways. Miyoung pulled back slightly, twisting her torso and using her boobs to slam Linda’s saggy udders sideways.
Miyoung moaned. Titty-slapping was a double-edged sword, causing pain to oneself in the hope of causing even more harm to one’s sexual rival. But it was a price she was willing to pay. And so did Linda, for the Chinese wench didn’t hesitate to swing back and crash her bountiful chest into Miyoung’s still wobbling jugs. Miyoung let out a guttural scream as the agonizing pain reverberated through her magnificent orbs. Still, the Korean temptress didn’t back down, banging her chest into the opposite number once again.
The depraved sound of tit slapping tit echoed throughout the room, insults and desperate groans providing the background noise for this perverted display of raw sexual energy.
Tears rolling down her cheeks, the increasingly tired Korean bombshell began to regret her impromptu decision. She moaned once again as her inflamed boobs crashed into Linda’s mammary glands once again. In desperation, Miyoung craned her head down and bit Linda’s exposed neck.
The Chinese bimbo screeched and shrieked, kicking and flailing to force Miyoung to free her. The Korean pitbull held on until she felt a swift knee to the crotch. The exhausted girlfriend felt her knees go weak, but even as she fell to the floor she made a point to not let go of her vicious bite. The rivals in love crashed into the floor, where gravity finally forced the battered Miyoung to let go of the heinous biting.
Miyoung groaned and panted, trying to get on her feet before the Chinese skank had the chance to recover. She looked up, looking at Linda using the wall to crawl back into her feet. Thinking quickly, the Korean stunner walked on her knees and bit Linda’s perky ass. Pulling back, Miyoung’s teeth made short of work of what remained of Linda’s panties, revealing her nemesis’ wet crotch.
Miyoung’s mouth found itself incrusted perilously close to Linda’s engorged pussy. The Korean girlfriend could feel drips of disgusting cxnt juice rubbing on her cheeks as she endeavored to inflict maximum pain to her sexual rival, her desperate wailing was music to Miyoung’s ears.
The Chinese tramp collapsed, quivering on the floor in a fetal position. The faltering Miyoung gathered what little remained of her strength and pounced on the trashing Chinese prey, slamming her whole body on the writhing East Asian slut. She made sure to have her elbow fall on top of Linda’s right tit, punching the air out of that once arrogant cock-sucking slut. The vindictive Korean girlfriend repeated the process twice before her sexual rival was reduced to nothing but a whimpering mess.
It was only after the Korean goddess had sated her blood lust that she made the arduous effort to stand up and limp towards her expecting man.
-"Now you can see who's the better woman"-boated the haggard Miyoung, relieved her gamble had paid off. Mathew's ejaculation came shortly after.
Miyoung looked sideways, her eyes resting on a mirror as she licked Mathew’s manhood clean. It was a mirror he had installed there precisely to enjoy the spectacle of Miyoung sucking his cock dry. She could see herself almost naked, her face dripping with Mathew’s cum as the slutty outfit she had worn for the occasion was ruined beyond salvation. She was covered in perspiration, her battered tits rubbing against his legs.
Her victory was complete.
Or was it?
To be continued....
I wanted to add one or two comments, but since this post has been too long already, I'll leave for a following post.
