Chloe bounced furiously up and down on Adam's cock. She was giving it her all, accentuating every thrust, forcing his member into her as deep as it would go, groaning with glee and encouraging him every step of the way. All the while, she was staring with pure hatred into the eyes of her sister, Emily.
Emily was in a similar position, only half a metre away on the other end of the double bed, bouncing furiously on Brodie's penis, encouraging him to fill her up completely, giggling as he did so and encouraging him to go as fast as possible. She was practically screaming her approval. All the while, she returned her sister's hateful stare.
The girls were locked in a vengeful competition, you could argue it had been going on all of their lives, but this was different. More primal, more desperate, more savage, as each woman furiously rode her sister's significant other, in front of each other no less.
Being less than a year apart, Emily being older, they had been compared in everything - sports, grades, friends, appearance and later on boyfriends. It was the last two that had really shone through and caused animosity between the two. You see, without her hated sister, either one of these beautiful women would have been the undisputed queen bee of any high school, college, university, workplace or group of friends. Chloe was 5 4" redhead with a gorgeous face that was hard to read, lending her an air of mystery, with beautiful sparkling blue eyes. She had ample breasts, around a C cup, a slim but athletic body, a pert ass and quite literally legs for days, especially considering her limited height. Emily was a 5 5" blonde with a mesmerizing face and cute blue eyes to match. Her breasts were slightly larger than her sister, hovering between a C and D cup, she was also slim but athletic. Her ass matched up to her sisters and her legs were also incredible, just arguably slightly less striking than her sisters.
The fact that both Chloe and Emily would comfortably be the most beautiful in virtually any room, made it even more maddening to them that their sister would be so close to them in terms of attractiveness and split the attention between them. They had argued many times, screamed at each other about wearing provocative clothing trying to upstage one another, and they had even pursued and fucked a whole host of them same men. This led to a far more perverse comparison, with each woman begging these men to reveal which of them was the best fuck. Most men never dared to pick a side, but on the rare occasion they did, the "losing" girl would do everything in her power to prove him wrong by fucking him again and giving it her all.
Eventually, by age 21 and 22 respectively, the girls had settled down at least a little. Chloe had met Brodie, and they had begun a whirlwind romance resulting in them moving in together, buying a dog, they'd even talked about marriage and kids. Emily had met Adam, they were also living together, had matching tattoos of each other's initials and were also talking about their lives together. Most sisters would be happy for each other and content with their own lives, but not Chloe and Emily. Their competition was so fierce that every success, every victory for her hated sister felt like a direct insult. Something that could not be ignored and must be confronted. This lead to both girls independently having the same idea. They would seduce their rival's partner, just to prove they could.
Chloe struck the first blow, literally. She had run into Adam at the coffee shop. All it took was some suggestive glances from the other side of the room, 10 minutes later she was milking him with her mouth in the toilet. Over the next few weeks, they exchanged flirty texts, explicit pictures and fucked like rabbits every chance they got. Emily knew what was going on, she could read Adam like a book, but she was too engaged with Brodie to intervene. She had sought him out at his workplace and after some explicit promises in his ear over lunch, they were passionately making out in his car. During the next few weeks, they went at it just as often as Chloe and Adam did, every chance they got.
Unbeknownst to the men, Chloe and Emily had been messaging each other throughout. Every time Chloe was being fucking by Adam, she would send Emily a picture of her satisfied face, and often his cum running down her leg afterwards. Every time Emily was riding Brodie, she would send the audio of her screaming his name to Chloe, alongside a statement of everything she had done better than her sister.
This couldn't go on for long, and instead of a brutal catfight that would likely put the both of them in hospital, they agreed to settle their feud with what each of them was most proud of, their sexual talents. They would each arrive at the hotel room with their own boyfriend, Emily bringing Adam and Chloe bringing Brodie. They would then swap partners as they had been doing for several months, although never directly in front of each other, and give them the fuck of their lives in front of their hated sister. Their only aim was to humiliate each other and be crowned by the men as the best sister, the most attractive and the best fuck.
The day of the showdown came and each sister arrived at the hotel room with their own man. Emily had dressed in a tight red dress that accentuated her breasts, showed off her toned stomach and hugged her curvy ass. Her long blonde hair flowed down her back and she wore a pair of black high heels that made her legs look even more impressive. Chloe had chosen a skin tight black dress that hugged her curves perfectly, revealed her cleavage and made her long legs seem even longer. Her red hair was tied up in a ponytail and she had a sultry smile on her face.
Both men looked nervous as they exchanged glances with their respective girlfriends. They knew what was about to happen and they were eager to see which sister would come out on top. As the four of them made their way to the bed, they exchanged quick glances with the other's spouse that they had also been fucking in recent months.
Chloe and Emily glared at each other as they stripped off their clothes, revealing their perfect bodies to each other. They each climbed onto the bed, straddling their own partners, their long legs wrapping around their waists. They began to grind their hips, their breasts pressed against their partners' chests.
They felt their partners' arousal against their own bodies, and it only served to fuel their own desires. They knew that this was the moment they had been waiting for, the moment to prove their worth as lovers.
Chloe and Emily began to kiss their partners, their tongues dancing around each other's mouths. They moaned into the kiss, their hips moving in time with the rhythm of their grinding. Their breasts brushed against their partners' chests, and they could feel the heat radiating off of them.
Both girls used this as a reminder to their own partners of their value, and the unreal heights of pleasure they could take them too. Both women whispered in their own boys ear. "Don't you ever forget about me, remember this feeling when you're inside Emily's inferior pussy, she'll never make you feel as good as you do inside me now." Chloe whispered into Brodie's ear. "She's nothing compared to what we have and what I can do to you. I'm going to let you fuck her soon while I fuck Brodie, but all the while you'll be thinking of only me, and what I do to you, she is nothing by comparison." Emily teased into Adam's ear.
Both boys moaned in reply, their hips thrusting upwards in time with their partners movements. They gripped their girls tighter, feeling the warmth and wetness of their pussies against their cocks. The sounds of the sister's moans filled the room, the anger and hatred they felt for each other never dissipating.
"I think it's time to move this along, Emily. I'm ready to fuck your man again, better than you ever could." Chloe hissed, while dismounting Brodie. "For once we agree on something, I'm ready to fuck your man too, but by the end of this, neither of these men will even remember your name, little girl." Emily's eyes never left her sister's, as she removed herself from Adam's rod.
They stood facing each other, their bodies glistening with sweat. Their breath came in ragged gasps as they glared at each other. "Seeing your smug, whorish face makes me wish we'd gone the other way, and that I were currently balding you and scratching your tits to pieces." Chloe commented. "Your bitchy features would be screaming for mercy by now if we'd gone that way, I'd currently be torturing your nasty little pussy." Emily retorted. "We can still go that way if you want?" Chloe suggested, fire in her eyes. "Not with our men here to break us up, when we fight it will be with no limits, no safety net and no end until you're done. Today, I prove to your man and mine, that they're really both mine." As Emily spoke, she brushed past her sister and descended onto the bed where Brodie was waiting eagerly for her, having been enthralled by the exchange. Chloe did the same and approached Adam on the opposite side, who was eagerly awaiting her arrival.
Both Chloe and Emily began to sensuously kiss their sister's boyfriend, doing all they could to encapsulate them and make them forget all about her hated sister. Emily's tongue danced in Brodie's mouth, tasting his own essence on her lips, as she ground her hips against him, feeling the hardness of his cock against her. She moaned into his kiss, her breath hot against his skin.
Meanwhile, across the bed, Chloe kissed Adam with equal passion and desire. Her tongue tangled with his, their breaths coming in ragged gasps as they felt the warmth of their bodies pressed together. She arched her back, lifting her breasts towards him, their nipples hard and aching for his touch.
As she continued to grind her hips against him, the sensation of his hard cock against her was exquisite, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. She moaned into his kiss, her hips moving faster and faster, taking him deeper inside her with each thrust.
That brings us back to where the story started -
"Chloe bounced furiously up and down on Adam's cock. She was giving it her all, accentuating every thrust, forcing his member into her as deep as it would go, groaning with glee and encouraging him every step of the way. All the while, she was staring with pure hatred into the eyes of her sister, Emily.
Emily was in a similar position, only half a metre away on the other end of the double bed, bouncing furiously on Brodie's penis, encouraging him to fill her up completely, giggling as he did so and encouraging him to go as fast as possible. She was practically screaming her approval. All the while, she returned her sister's hateful stare.
The girls were locked in a vengeful competition, you could argue it had been going on all of their lives, but this was different. More primal, more desperate, more savage, as each woman furiously rode her sister's significant other, in front of each other no less."
Chloe bit her lip as she felt Adam's cock pulse inside her, filling her with his seed. She let out a satisfied moan as he emptied himself into her, her body tensing and relaxing in unison with his as he released his pent-up passion. She collapsed onto him, their sweaty bodies still entwined.
Across the bed, Emily felt Brodie's cock twitch inside her as he climaxed, spilling his warm cum deep inside her. She arched her back and cried out in ecstasy, her body shuddering with pleasure as she felt his release. She collapsed onto him, their breathing laboured, their skin slick with sweat.
For a moment, there was silence in the room, as the four of them lay entwined together on the bed. The air was thick with the scent of sex and sweat, and the sheets were a tangled mess Beneath them. Chloe and Emily both looked smugly over at each other, their eyes burning with hatred and triumph.
Brodie slowly began to catch his breath, his eyes darting between the two sisters. He felt a strange sense of discomfort, knowing that they had just engaged in a horrendously lewd act in and in effect everyone in the room had just cheated on their partner in front of them. He shifted uncomfortably Beneath Emily, trying to find a way to ease the ache in his groin.
Adam, on the other hand, seemed to be relishing the moment. He looked at Chloe with pride and admiration, his eyes darkening as he traced a finger along her jawline. "You were incredible," he breathed, kissing her neck. "I could watch you ride me forever."
Emily glared at her sister, a look of pure hatred in her eyes. "You think you've won, Chloe?" she spat. "Just because you could make him come first? I've still got him, and I'll always have him. You'll never take him away from me." Her words were laced with venom, but there was a note of uncertainty in her voice that neither of them had expected.
Chloe sat up, her expression hardening. "Oh really? Because I'm starting to think he's not yours to take. I'm starting to think that maybe..." She trailed off, letting her words hang in the air as she met Adam's gaze. "Maybe we should have gone the other way, after all." The look in her eyes was predatory, and it sent a shiver down both Emily's and 's spines.
Emily paused for a moment, before regaining her composure. "So what? You want to fight me now? I'm ready, it wouldn't be the first time I'd had to put you in your place, violently" Emily managed to sound more confident than she was.
Brodie sat up slowly, his eyes flickering between the two sisters. He could feel the tension in the room growing, like a thick, suffocating fog. He knew that whatever happened next, it wouldn't end well. "Guys, maybe we should just calm down," he said, trying to diffuse the situation. "There's no need for this."
Chloe snapped at him "Shut the fuck up, Brodie. You should have thought about calming down when you jizzed in my fucking sister all these times in the last few weeks. This is between us now."
Adam pleaded "Ladies, please. You're sisters, you don't have to fight, we all love each other here." It was Emily's turn to silence her unfaithful man, "There's no love between me and her, and there's barely anything left between me and you after you've fucked that whore so many times. Now shut up, this is between me and her alone."
Brodie shifted uncomfortably on the bed, his eyes darting between the two sisters. He felt a sense of helplessness wash over him as he watched their anger and hatred escalate. He couldn't help but feel responsible for some of it, knowing that his infidelity had led them to this point.
Chloe and Emily rose slowly to their feet, circling around the bed. Their expressions were grim, their bodies tense and ready for battle.
"This is for everything you've done," Chloe hissed at Emily. "For all the times you've stolen my man, for all the lies you've told." Her fist shot out, connecting with Emily's jaw with a sickening thud. Emily staggered back, her head snapping to the side. Blood trickled down her chin.
Emily returned the favour, with interest, thumping Chloe in the side of her head with her fist, and following up with an uppercut that forced her back, blood trickling from her nose. "You'll pay for that." Chloe promised.
As the sisters launched themselves at one another, claws and teeth bared, their men finally sprang into action.
Brodie wrapped his arms around Chloe, and Adam around Emily, trying to pull them apart. "Stop it, you're going to kill each other!" they shouted, voices hoarse with fear. The women struggled against them, their bodies writhing and twisting as they fought to grasp at each others faces, breasts and hair.
Adam and Brodie continued to plead, "Chloe, Emily, stop it!" Brodie pleaded. "This isn't what you want. You're better than this." Adam shouted. Their words fell on deaf ears.
The fight raged on, with neither sister giving an inch. They continued to batter and claw at each other, their hatred fueling their strength. Brodie and Adam felt their grips slipping, they knew they couldn't hold them back much longer. Adam had an idea, the only one left available to him, which Brodie quickly followed. Both men forced themselves between the warring women, and started to push them apart instead. This was far more effective and finally forced them away from one another.
Chloe and Emily continued to scream threats at one another. Chloe threatened to tear Emily's tits off (she had always been jealous of their size) while Emily focused on threatening to break and scratch Chloe's legs (she had always been jealous of their shape). Chloe promised to leave Emily bald while Emily promised to force her entire fist into Chloe's ass. Their threats and bloodlust for one another was out of hand.
Adam finally screamed at them both "STTTOOOOOOOPPPPPP!!!!" For the first time, the girls stopped screaming. Brodie followed up "You have both lost all sense of reason, you need to stop this, it's gone too far." While they were no longer screaming, Chloe and Emily never took their eyes off each other. Although their hatred was without bounds, they were still sisters, and they could read each other well. Adam and Brodie continued to chide them, talking about how it was all of their faults and how they all needed to be better. Chloes eye's kept darting away from Emily looking towards the corner of the room, shortly after Emily's eyes lit up with recognition at what her sister was communicating
Adam continued "We're all to blame here, but w...." Adam was cut off as he was pushed into Brodie by Emily, Chloe had also pushed Brodie in that same moment. The sisters darted towards the same corner of the room - towards the bathroom door. It wasn't until the door was locked with Chloe and Emily inside that the men realised the silent agreement the sisters had made, to settle their feud in private, locking out anyone who could stop them.
The men looked at each other, expressions of shock and disbelief on their faces. "What do we do now?" Brodie whispered. "We can't just leave them in there..."
"I don't think we have a choice, there's no way we could get through that door, it must be 10 inches thick." Adam admitted.
Inside the bathroom, now alone and free to fight without interruption, the noises that Adam and Brodie could hear coming from the girls was terrifying.
The sound of flesh colliding with flesh filled the air as the sisters resumed their brutal fight. There were more screams of pain and betrayal, the sound of fists pummelling against skin and bone. The bathroom was small, and the air was thick with the stench of blood and sweat.
Brodie pressed his ear against the door, trying to make out what was happening. He could hear the sisters scrabbling around, the sound of their nails clawing at each other's skin. There was a sickening crunch as something gave way, followed by a gasp of pain. "Oh my God," he whispered, his stomach twisting in knots. "They're really hurting each other."
Adam's face was pale, his hands shaking as he listened to the sounds coming from the other side of the door. "We have to do something," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "We can't just stand here and let them hurt each other like this."
But they both knew there was nothing they could do. They couldn't force their way into the bathroom, they were powerless to stop the sisters from tearing each other apart.
The sounds of the fight continued for what seemed like an eternity, growing more and more intense. Their were noises of glass and ceramic being broken, evil cackles of laughter from both girls at various points, while blood curdling screams emanated from the other in turn, there was no way of knowing which was which, but likely they were both giving as good as they got.
After over an hour, finally, there was a loud thud, followed by silence. The loudest silence that either Brodie or Adam has ever experienced. They exchanged worried glances, unsure of what had happened. They waited, their hearts pounding in their chests, until they finally heard the bathroom door unlock and creak open.
Chloe stepped out of the bathroom, her face a mask of pain and blood. One of her eyes was swollen shut, her lip was split, and there were deep gashes across her cheeks. Her left arm hung limply at her side, bent at an unnatural angle, and her right hand was wrapped in a blood-soaked rag. Her hair was a mess, half of it ripped out by the roots, and there were numerous bite marks scattered across her exposed skin. She stumbled forward, barely able to stand on her own, and collapsed onto the floor in front of them.
Adam and Brodie exchanged another look, this one filled with fear and confusion. They rushed to Chloe's side, helping her sit up as they tried to assess her injuries. "Chloe, what happened in there?" Brodie asked, his voice shaking. "Are you okay?"
Chloe coughed, her breath ragged, and looked at them with eyes that were both haunted and defiant. "It's over," she said, her voice barely a whisper. "I won."
