Venom girls 2

“Let’s match muscle against muscle”, Loren’s whisper was refilled with venomous hatred.

“Yes, let’s do it. You are no match to my skills”, Marlene’s rejoinder was a challenge.

Loren bent her back throwing her head back and kept bending away from Marlene till her head almost touched the ground behind her. Marlene’s body followed her, never breaking their touch, to make it a perfect bow as the two girls stuck to one another like two spoons fitted together. For a moment, the beauties remained in this position. Then Marlene moved her body and reciprocated the move going all the way back and touching the ground with her head. Loren followed her equally skilfully as the girls formed a bow again. They then came back to their normal positions and turned around to touch back against back and repeated the moves, only this time, bending forward making the other to bend backward. Again the girls failed to outdo one another.

The girls broke off the embrace and stood apart. As if on cue, they both knelt down on the ground and moved on their knees to come closer and embrace again. They then fell on their sides, arms still clutching one another and began to roll on the ground, slowly, taking turn one atop another. Gradually they built up the speed of their rolling. Soon, they hit the wall of the cave, at which point, they started rolling in the other direction to reach back their original battle spot. Marlene then turned around and let Loren press her front to her back and the two women pressed like spoons. Loren rolled and came atop Marlene’s back. She pressed her face over Marlene’s right shoulder as her left cheek pressed against Marlene’s right. A lustful sigh escaped the girls’ mouths. Marlene rolled them back again and turned Loren around to reciprocate the move. This time, they pressed their other cheeks together as they felt one another hot face rub against their own.

For hours the two of them kept taking turns and rolling. But there was no evident winner. The hostility was as ripe as ever and their mutual hatred was turning into a rage. The two warriors disentangled from their rolling position and stood up facing one another.

“We are equally good at the touch dance. There is no way we can settle this by mere dancing”, Marlene mentioned, hinting that they should move to the other bout of the fight.

“Let’s fight for real, a raw fight. I am dying to dug my nails into your skin”, Loren’s hiss was hoarse with rage.

“Yes, let’s entangle like two wild cats in heat and fight. But no biting, as per the rules”, Marlene warned as she moved her hands up with palms facing Loren.

Loren too moved her hands forward, palms facing Marlene. The two palms met and pressed against one another as they moved closer, bringing their foreheads so close that they almost touched. Simultaneously, they spread their fingers apart and interlaced them with their rivals, slowly, one finger at a time until they grasped each other in a vicious fingerlock. Their nails dug into the back side of their enemy’s palms as they put it their full strength trying to push each other back. The fight of strength was on. Their fingerlocked hands slowly moved up and their bodies pressed against one another, inch to inch, thighs to thighs, belly to belly, breast to breast and chin to chin. They maintained this position for a long time before they broke it and immediately grabbed one another hair and pulled with force, pulling one another down. Soon, they were rolling again, legs entwined, dirty verbal volleys going between their mouths. They were sweating by that time but no one was ready to surrender, as they rolled, panting into each others face. Their hisses were violent and at times they bared their teeth and had to fight their urge to bite the other girl on the face. Hours of this intense battle proved fruitless. They fought one another, scratching, hair pulling violently, pinching one another bellies, breasts and nipples. The clothes that they had worn had been torn and were strewn in pieces on the battle ground.

They fought till the sun began to set. By that times, they had been rolling pressed flesh against flesh to one another for hours, which had made both of them horny.

“Physical strength cannot find a winner amongst us”, Loren said panting heavily.

“You are right”, said Marlene, practically out of breath. “Let’s have the fight we both have been eagerly waiting for.”

“Fight me sexually Marlene, the way our mother fought. Let’s find out who is a better seductress”, Loren challenged.

The two ladies disentangled from one another and got up. The next two bouts had to be fought within the cave. It was good because the sun had also gone down and visibility outside was poor. The mouth of the cave was not very large and so they had to crawl in, one at a time. Inside, the cave was large, roof high enough for them to stand. They lit a few torches made of tree branches and hoisted them on the walls, making the cave lit up with light.

“Let’s close the cave so that no one, not even animals, can interrupt our battle”, Loren said and the two of them pushed a rock and blocked the mouth of the cave. Now they were all alone, away from prying eyes of every living souls, except each others.

The close body fight had aroused both of them to an extreme level. Also, it being a winter, the girls had not had intercourse for months and were hungry for those dirty pleasures.

“Close body fight. Entwined like snakes”, Loren laid out the rules.

“No exchange of venoms in this round”, Marlene warned.

With that, the two beauties approached each other and clasped one another arms. There hands groped until palms met again and fingers interlocked. By this time, the beauties were trembling with sexual anticipation. They could feel butterflies in their stomachs as the two bellies pressed against one another. They stared into one another’s eyes, lust and hatred raw in them as they moved their upper bodies closer. As their nipples touched, they let out a gasp of erotic pleasure. Slowly they began rubbing them side by side, each tingle sending shivers down their bodies. As they did so, they blew air over their nipples that hardened with the touch other their rivals. This went on for a long time. Meanwhile, Marlene made her move and pushed her leg between Loren’s things. Loren reciprocated the gestures and they both clasped and squeezed one another’s thighs between their own, their sexual center burning with raw desires. With legs interlocked, they were in an unstable position and soon fell down on the ground which had a bed of hay laid all over the place.

“Our mothers must have fought like this”, Marlene whispered, lips trembling due to sexual build up.

“We’ll fight more viciously. Raw and rubbing until we are sore”, Loren’s voice was hoarse as she tried to control the tremble in her voice. They were both in immense heat.

Their legs had wrapped around and locked firmly as they rolled on the hay, squeezing each others thighs and sending waves and shudders of pleasure up their vulvas. They began rubbing their thighs against each other vulvas. It was difficult to suppress their moans, which were intermittently replaced by hisses.

“Let’s have woman to woman fight”, Marlene could not wait any longer.

“Bring it on girl”, Loren hissed.

The girls shifted their bellies and unwrapped their thighs. They then matched each legs against the others, right from the foot to kneews, to thighs and all the way up to the junction of their legs. Their bushes came into contact sending electrifying trembles all over their bodies. With one more push and slight adjustment, they brought their sexual organs in touch. The feeling of raw sex pressed against raw sex was wild. They grimaced first with the pinch of sexual delight followed by an expression of lust and hunger, burning in their eyes. They fought hard to keep their faces apart so so not to exchange their venoms. To avoid the temptation of mashing their venom cavity, they rested their faces on each others shoulders.

The two were now entwined like two female snakes, copulating and rolling back and forth on the ground. They started rubbing their organs together, each rub sending raw pleasure up their stomachs, to their throats emerging out as wild hisses, snarles and gasps from their mouths. Their erectile organs had surfaced and clashed with every hump and thrust, bringing them closer and closer to an explosion with each slight push.

They were now both yelling and snarling aloud.

“I’ll defeat you, and avenge my mother’s death”, Loren cried out in wild agony.

“You’ll explode before me and surrender to me”, Marlene shouted back.

The girls were now at the verge of a climax. They knew that another few moments and they might come. However, whoever came first would go weak and would be defeated. They both knew this fact and so wanted the other person to come first.

They came to a point when both girls felt that another jerk and they would explode, and thus be defeated. Since they didn’t want to lose, simultaneously, both Marlene and Loren stopped the thumping, right before the final thump. By then, the arousal had come to a peak and was going to explode. It jumped to its full strength within both the girls. But in the absence of the final thrust, its strength slowly abated and it subsided. The two girls panted heavily, knowing that they prevented a loss to the other girl, but equally disappointed at the anti-climax.

“You were about to lose when you withdrew”, Marlene accused her rival.
“Keep your mouth shut. You were the one who withdrew fearing a loss”, Loren snarled in rage and disappointment. “I’ll bite you to death”, she shouted as she opened her mouth and bared her teeth. Marlene too was ready. She too opened her mouth and folded her lips to bare an equally strong set of teeth. They brought their mouths closer but then stopped. They knew that they hadn’t reached that part of the fight yet.