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Heaving heavily, Mao Mao welcomed the respite as she watched the naked warriors focusing on each other. When she had started making her plans to steal her boss away from Lan Lan, she was prepared to one or two showdowns over him, but now the whole thing had gotten too crazy. Taking advantage of the next moment of light, she found Deng and as soon as she spotted him, she carefully moved towards him, with the intention to getting away.
Lan Rong didn’t have time for this. While she was wasting precious energy and time slugging it out with her old rival, she was aware that the secretary was somewhere recuperating. Deciding to go for a risky maneuver, the Sichuan temptress put all the force in one surprise kick to the solar plexus. Due to their position, she would lose balance for sure, but hopefully her enemy would get most of the damage. She felt herself lose balance, but her lower leg hit something soft and wet. Wen Wen’s horrendous scream as she also lost her balance confirmed she hit the right spot. Even better, Lan Lan was able to turn around, using her younger rival to cushion her fall. She didn’t know if Wen Wen was still conscious enough to keep fighting, but she heard some people saying “She’s getting away” “Don’t let her get away with your guy” “That ain’t fair, fight her”. The wife scanned the room, trying to locate the secretary in vain. “Where was she?”
As everyone was focused on the ruckus, Mao Mao quickly got to Deng and whispered “Now we leave the crazy town and go home”. Finding her man not quite willing to go, she tugged his erect manhood and sweetly requested “Please?”. Fuck, he could never overrule this small brain, and the secretary knew it. So he reluctantly let Mao Mao lead him away. Some people noticed what was happening and screamed warnings to the naked women that the prize they were fighting for was being stolen away. “Godddamit these people”-thought Xiao Mao. Luckily, her romantic rivals were still quite focused on each other. She heard Wen Wen screaming and someone falling over but she just kept leading her man towards the exit. “She’s getting away” “Don’t let her get away with your guy” “That ain’t fair, fight her”.
Then the dancehall suddenly lit up! Finally, someone had gone out and asked management to turn out the lights throughout the entire dance hall, leaving for all to see the decadent spectacle of three young sexy women fighting over a man. Lan Rong and Mao Chun blinked as their eyes took some time to adjust to the lighting change, but quickly found each other. They stood locking eyes for a moment, not sure about what to do. The crowd now could admire the young women who had been fighting in the dark. Their naked bodies were full of scratches on several places, product of the savage three way fight. Their smooth manes were all messed, and their sexy physiques shined, indicating heaving sweating.
-“YOU’RE RUNNING AWAY FROM ME HUNAN BITCH?” -Suddenly, Lan Rong stood up and releasing a war cry charged towards the secretary.
-“I’M NOT AFRAID OF LITTLE SICHUAN cxntS LIKE YOU”- Knowing a confrontation was unavoidable, Mao Mao went full steam head, ready to meet her foe as the crowd cheered them on.
The girls practically jumped at each other with the claws out when they got in striking distance. Clashing midair, they collapsed on the floor, falling side to side. They proceeded to punch each other with the right hand as the left tried to scratch whatever was in range. They didn’t have any energy to insult each other, but they expressed their mutual feelings by spiting on each other. The spectators were transfixed as the women slowly slugged it out, each punch seemingly ending the fight until the other woman replied with a devastating blow of her own. Each tried some cxnt attack, but her hated enemy avoided the cruel nails and knees. Xiao Mao mustered enough energy to bite Lan Lan’s tit. The wife screamed as she frantically punched and tried to get the secretary off her, lowering her defenses. The brown haired woman took advantage of this oversight by placing a devastating blow to the cxnt. She heard an agonizing scream and sobbing as she felt the Sichuan temptress deflating and her grip relaxing.
Relaxing her own grip, Mao Mao weakly stood on her knees. She knew she had to act quickly, as she feared Wen Wen was slowly regaining consciousness. Finding one of the ruined thongs, she didn’t care whose it was, she quickly tied Lan Lan’s hands behind her back. She was about to do the same to Wen Wen, when she realized the Shandong beauty was standing on her knees looking at her.
They stood on their knees looking at each other, panting heavily. If the other came to her, she would fight with all her claws out, but each was unwilling to move. They knew their pride and honour required them to clash but their bodies were simply exhausted. They could hear the crowd cheering, egging them on.
Realizing that she had her boss close by, Xiao Mao slowly stood up. The Shandong woman imitated her, wary of whatever the secretary would do. The Hunan temptress turned towards her boss and smiled at him, walking behind him and resting her tits on his naked back. Her hands roamed his crotch, quickly finding his cock and massaging it. Her head rested on his shoulder as she gave a sardonic smile to her love rival.
“Are you going to let her steal you man?” “Fight for him!” “Come on! Rip her tits!” “If it were me, I wouldn’t let no hoe touch my man like that!” Wen Wen’s pride was being wounded. She simply could not lose face in front of everyone. Mao Chun for her part was hearing whistles and encouragement “stroke him harder!”
“That’s how a real woman gets a man!”. Xiao Wen starting lurching towards the couple and everyone cheered like crazy. Xiao Mao stroked Deng faster. He tried his hardest not to release, but the secretary knew his body too well. Among the "CUM CUM CUM" cries, Deng's manhood finally gave way, releasing a moan of pleasure. The white liquid on his secretary’s hand cued everyone on his orgasm. The catcalls and whistles grew wild when Mao Mao licked the cum on her hand.
-“YOU…SLUT!”-screamed Xiao Wen, walking as fast as she could towards the couple. Mao Mao waited for her Shandong rival.
-“Take THIS!”-said the secretary as she tried to surprise the ex-gf with a hook to the face that the younger woman evaded. Xiao Wen then went straight for a bear hug. The women struggled as they tried to throw her opponent to the side.
-“You..take THIS!”- Taking the initiative again, Wen Wen’s left hand grabbed Xiao Mao’s wet cxnt hair and mercilessly tore it apart.
-“AUCH YOU…BITCH!”-exclaimed the secretary as she reciprocated the haircxnt pull. The women screamed as the crowd encouraged them. “cxnt” “SLUT” “WHORE” the girls whispered as they sobbed from the pain. Mao Mao pulled a Mike Tyson, bitting Wen Wen’s right ear. Wen Wen abandoned the vicious cxnt hair pull as she tried to get her ear free.
-“LET GO!!!!”-cried the ex girlfriend as she sobbed. Mao Chun obliged her, releasing the ear bite and then suddenly pushing her shaky adversary to the floor, where she proceeded to use her lethal high heels to repeatedly kick the Shandong woman on the stomach, tits and head. Xiao Wen's body was convulsing each time her body was hit by the secretary's high heels, but her body was just too tired, she was in too much pain to mount a counter attack. Xiao Mao only stopped her brutal assault on her romantic adversary when Xiao Wen stopped screaming in pain.
Satisfied the Shandong whore had enough, Mao Chun wasted no time to tie her hands and ankles off amidst the cheering and the applause from the crowd.
Quickly scanning the room, she saw that Lan Lan had just regained consciousness and was struggling to get free to no avail.
-"OH NO YOU STAY DOWN!"-The Hunan beauty ran towards the wife and kicked her right on the face, knocking her out again. Then tied her ankles for good measure. Finally feeling secure on her victory, she felt to her knees, exhausted.
The crowd waited expectantly for any new development, but after it was clear that neither the wife or the ex-gf were going to continue fighting, they cheered and clapped enthusiastically. Deng came to embrace her and help her stand on. The Hunan beauty felt people pouring cold beer all over her, congratulating her on a hard fought win. She felt Deng lifting her up and swelling in pride, she raised her fists as a prize winner boxer and let a roar out to the cheers of the crowd.
Ending
-“YOU’RE MINE! YOU’RE MINE! MINE MINE MINE!”-Mao Mao moaned louder and louder as Deng’s manhood pounded away with wild abandon. Feeling him getting closer and closer to orgasm, she pulled him closer for a deep kiss as she felt her vagina receive her man’s cum. After all her trials and tribulations she had proved her sexual supremacy over her hated romantic rivals. Pulling away from the kiss, Xiao Mao rested her pretty head on Deng’s broad chest.
Mao Chun had been too tired and hurt to enjoy the spoils of victory at the Halloween party. Lan Rong and Wen Mei weren’t any better. All three off them were hurt enough that someone to call some discreet doctors to make sure the combatants were ok. Mao Mao was a mess and her body was in a lot of pain, but her smile made it clear she was satisfied with the outcome of the night. She had proven her femininity and won the admiration of not only the man in dispute but all their common acquaintances. A lot of people congratulated her over the following days on her hard won victory, especially other secretaries and mistresses, all keen in achieving what she had done. That is, becoming her boss’ official woman.
What if some other woman tried to lure her man away just as she had just done? There was always the possibility, but she doubted it. Deng’s fortune suffered significantly when Lan Rong filed for divorce, and Wen Mei’s substantial settlement in exchange for her silence on several delicate topics. Mao Chun was not too happy about her boss’ diminished fortune, but all in all, Deng still had a substantial fortune. Moreover, Deng’s father went ballistic when he got wind of what had just happened. He very clearly told his son that the next time he pulled a stunt like that, he would be disowned. Deng got the message and was doing his best to stay in the straight and narrow path of sexual fidelity. Deng was finally hers, exclusively.
Wen Mei lost a lot of face in the encounter. She had competed/fought for the same man twice and had lost both times. The brief period in which she was Deng’s main squeeze seemed like a distant dream. No group in particular encouraged her to seek a rematch, but she did get sympathy. Ironically, it was from the same group of mistresses/secretaries that were enthusiastic about Mao Chun’s victory. It didn’t escape to them that Xiao Mao and Wen Mei were the same, it was just that one succeeded in her aims while the other failed to win the man she wanted. Obviously, many preferred to see themselves as Mao Mao, but Wen Wen represented a cautionary tale of what would happen if they started a catfight over a man and lost.
Or maybe not. If she was not going to get a relationship out of this, at least she was going to get something. She talked with Deng and subtly let him know that although she still liked him a lot, he should offer some form of “consideration” in exchange for her silence on several topics. Taking the hint, Deng wired enough money to buy Wen Mei’s cooperation. Needing a break from everything that had just transpired, Xiao Wen then went for a world trip. Away from everyone who saw the fight, specially Deng.
As Xiao Mao predicted, Lan Rong’s social standing suffered a lot. Not knowing the full story, a lot of people ill- judged her on her failure to keep her man loyal and fend off her sexual rivals. She had done everything in her power to defend her turf against determined foes but that didn’t matter. What mattered was that she lost her man to a better woman. An opinionated minority, composed of several young wives/girlfriends in the swinger group encouraged her to seek a rematch. They undoubtedly wanted Lan Lan to recover keep fighting for Deng and win a new catfight against Mao Mao. That would discourage any ambitious mistress or secretary from getting any funny ideas about their chances with their husbands.
Unfortunately, the Sichuan beauty had had enough with the whole thing. Did she love Deng? Despite everything, yes. She did not rule out fighting for him again in the future. But the emotional and physical tolls had grown too costly for her taste. For now she needed to get away from everything and cool her head. She instead took the hint and divorced Deng. Deng provided her with a substantial settlement, much to Mao Mao’s chagrin.
Hearing of the divorce, there were nervous whispering around the local swinger community. Several wives and long term girlfriends knew it was the start of a chain reaction. It was China, and successful men always attracted attention, married or not. And the swinger community had a lot of good looking and successful men. They would no doubt soon hear about young pretty women who wanted to become the primary recipient of their husband's/boyfriends's affections. Each one of them would have a choice to make: Ignore their sexual rivals and risk being replaced, or fight tooth and nail for what was theirs.
No matter what, each member of the feminine sex in that community knew that she'd have to prove herself the better woman, or lose her man.
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