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In a first cum loses match, Amanda appears to be on the verge of a loss against Miguel when she flexes into his finishing barrage.  

He breaks first, spurting his defeat  while wanting to sample Amanda’s mouth. She makes sure he really feels her skills - so the oral work is excellent.  She tried to make a bigger win from a contest that came down to a difference of seconds.  

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She had already forced two cumms from him and he needed to do something to get her off her game. Power fucking her face might be just the move she wouldn’t expect, sending a signal of dominance to counter the way things had been going before.
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She had already forced two cumms from him and he needed to do something to get her off her game.  Power fucking her face might be just the move she wouldn’t expect, sending a signal of dominance to counter the way things had been going before.  

She couldn’t take him all the way down - at least at first, and he grinned.  Finally, things were starting to go his way.  Manhandling those sensitive breasts seem to press her buttons, getting her visibly more excited.  

His wave of confidence rose and ebbed as the sights and sensations of her, taking everything he could do, seeped into his sex-stewed mind.  

As his sex tightened and he felt the pre-orgasmic sensations start to form, he sensed that she was what he had wondered about:  This was a woman who could could take whatever he could put out.  As far as he was concerned, she was insatiable, and would probably kill him with cumms.  

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CYRIL (BELGIUM) VS ELODIA (CORSICA):
The Belgian was on the verge of cumming. The Corsican’s mouth had him to the very edge of shooting. Her ravenous mouth slowed and Cyril could now stroke her wetness even more. Her pussy started to clench.
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CYRIL (BELGIUM) VS ELODIA (CORSICA): 


The Belgian was on the verge of cumming.  The Corsican’s mouth had him to the very edge of shooting.  Her ravenous mouth slowed and Cyril could now stroke her wetness even more.   Her pussy started to clench.  

“Oh my gaaaaa, nooooooooooo!!!”  she uttered and purred as the waves of pleasure almost froze her in place.  

She came, and came.  He kept stroking, just as forcefully.  Cyril wanted this to be a long one, a strong one and a satisfying one.  

He knew that this would be just one of many - both for her and for him.  Where this would end was anyone’s guess.  

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“ JAMES AND KATHERINE - CHAPTER 31 The hallway stretched out before him. Behind him the elevator slid closed with an air of finality. It left him standing there alone and forcing down a sudden urge to simply run away. Instead he let out...
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JAMES AND KATHERINE - CHAPTER 31

The hallway stretched out before him. Behind him the elevator slid closed with an air of finality. It left him standing there alone and forcing down a sudden urge to simply run away. Instead he let out a resigned sigh and strode down the corridor hoping the number 802 proved lucky. Through the thin walls of the hotel he could already hear the battles joined. Grunts and shouts of intense struggles, victories, and heart-wrenching defeats roared around him. The league had taken over the entire floor of the hotel for their event and the staff had strict orders to stay away. He hesitated in front of one door that seemed to be bashing off its hinges as a couple on the other side shouted and moaned their irreverent challenges fucking for all they were worth. He wondered for a moment which would break first, one of them or the door.

802. Gold numbers staring at him. 802. Right here.

According to the bell-hop he met on the elevator his opponent for the evening was already inside. She was also “smoking hot”. James remembered her from the party. She was pretty with long dark hair and blue eyes but as for ‘smoking hot’? The bell-hop had obviously never seen Katherine right out of the shower.

Okay. Deep breath. Open door. Be cool, Mr.Wayne.

The girl calling herself Brook Phoenix sat on the edge of the bed, smoking hot. Long slim legs accentuated by sheer white stockings cinched along a trim, firm waist. Her breasts held were  held up by a cupped lace bra which seemed to be offering her pert little nipples up to be taken desperately by the nearest hungry mouth. Soft sun-tanned shoulders nearly hidden by a cascade of silk-dark hair. She was perfect. Smoking hot. Any man’s bedroom fantasy come true. But it was her eyes that drew him. Dark, determined, and angry eyes. Eyes that should have been bright and shining somehow twisted into something … else. Her face and chest were already flushed red and he could see she was already more than ready to get started. Especially if that little wet spot on her otherwise pristine white panties was any sign.

No rush. Never rush. No one else in the room. One eye on your opponent. Katherine whispering in his ear. Take command from the start. He stood before her and started to undress letting her sit and stew as he took his sweet time. He spotted the closed-circuit cameras in each corner of the room. Slow. First his tie. His jacket. Somewhere out there his ‘fans’ were watching. That included Katherine and Laura. He threw the cameras a quick wink smiling as he thought of them, knowing they would laugh when they saw it. Unbuttoning his shirt.

By this time, the girl (Brooke?) was broiling. This was her first match too and this was obviously not what she was expecting. She was here for a serious fuck to the death and he was playing to the camera while folding his shirt neatly on the chair like he was simply home from work. She was used to guys just jumping her. Guys desperate to get in deep and start pounding her smoking hot body. If his plan was to get her fuming mad, it worked.

James had hardly started unbuckling his belt when she bull-rushed him. He was easily twice her weight but her sudden attack sent him back into the plush chair behind him. Brooke struggled and fought to yank his pants down his legs and he lifted his hips to make her job easier. Shit she was eager, deep-throating his half-hard cock even as he got them past his knees. James grabbed her hair, twisting it into a rough ponytail as he allowed her to throat-fuck him to full hardness. The bitch liked it sloppy, letting long strands of her saliva hang down from her lips. With an incredibly sexy slurping sound sucking them back into her mouth before spitting the huge, wet glob all over his cock. Driving down again, she seemed almost in a trance as she buried his length back into her throat. Seemingly without even the thought of a gag-reflex she pressed her lips to his groin and sucked his head back further and further as he rose to full length.

Finally forced off his erect shaft by the simple need to take a breath, Brooke increased her attack, wrapping her firm breasts around his cock and concentrating her assault on the top few inches. James had already kicked off his pants and shoes but could hardly move now from the sheer joy of having those warm, saliva covered breasts fucking along his shaft. She sliced her tongue across the head as she stroked his meat up and down, the depths of her dripping cleavage as warm as any cunt. He could imagine a man losing it right here, blasting his load across her mouth and bathing those breasts in a shower of hot cum. But this was a fight. He had to throw her off. Take control.

He gritted his teeth and forced his voice to come out evenly. Well, as evenly as possible at least with her tits slamming up and down his cock. “You know, you’re pretty fucking good at this.” Ummmpfh. “But my little sister” …. shitfuck! … “would have finished me by now.” … godamnthosetits! … “If you ask real nice” …. That’s it. Take it deep, bitch! Ugh! … “She might give you a few lessons after you lose.” …. SHIT!

Brooke’s face was sloppy with saliva and melting mascara as she pulled her head away angrily. Strands of her hair ripped from their roots as she fought against his entangled fist. “Fuck you!” she blurted out after gulping down a quick breath.

James pulled hard using his grip on her hair and slammed her down to the floor, her ass in the air and head pressed into the carpeting. Her ass felt small under his hand and he could easily grip one ass check and squeeze it hard to one side. The girl was dripping wet, her thin panties drenched through. He pulled them to one side and slip his cock between her puffy lips inciting a cry of “FuckNooooooooooooooo!” from his now trapped opponent.

Taking a moment to get used to the feeling of a shivering, wet pussy licking at his cock-head, James took a huge breath and drove straight in. To his surprise, she was wider than he had thought, taking him in deep with only a mewling grunt. He was hoping to overwhelm her with his girth and fuck her down hard to an early submission. No such luck.

His enormous cock felt too damn good in her bucking pussy. Brooke rode him, screaming with joy as he grabbed her ass and slammed her along his length hard, for maximum penetration. His body, slick with sweat, tensed as he fucked her harder and faster. She was screaming like crazy, making his cock slick and slippery as she slammed her ass back, writhing around his thrusting meat. James slapped her ass hard, making her jump as he reached around to grab her breasts. Furiously he crushed her hard little nipples between his fingers. She screamed even louder and her juices gushed along his cock, staining the hotel rug with her lust.

Grunting hard, mid-fuck, he pulled his cock out and lifted her cunt powerfully to his mouth, throwing her legs along his shoulders. He gave her shiny cunt a deep, probing lick and gave her clit a strong, incredibly rough, kissing suck, pinching it with his lips. She squirmed fighting to get away from him but was held fast both by his rough hands and the pleasure exploding up her spine. In desperation, she squeezed her thighs hard, crushing him between the hard muscle. She cried out and continued to buck and grind convulsively, shaking and squeezing as his tongue thrust inside of her. Her eyes were wide and glassy and she was tearing at the rug with her fingernails fighting to hold back the eruption that was sure to come.

All James had to do was hold on, to keep up the pressure on her clit, but she was thrashing and squeezing so hard with her thighs that she was threatening to break his freaking neck. It was too much and he had to disengage. He needed a new plan.

The girl was light and it was easy to toss her onto the bed, knocking the wind out of her in the process. James was going to get this done the old-fashioned way. His cock slid over her swollen pussy, slick with her saliva. As he looked into her wide open and terrified eyes, he ground his hips against her. She clawed her nails along the tight muscle of his stomach and screamed, begged … “No. Noooooooo. Not like this. OhfuckGod! Not again!”

James slid into her with a rush of sensation that made him feel as though she would orgasm in that moment. Looking down at Brooke, completely helpless beneath him, her legs lifted high onto his shoulders, filled him with such desire he couldn’t control himself. He grabbed her by her shoulders and pushed completely into her. Their hips fell into a frantic rhythm, grinding and slapping into each other. It felt so amazingly good, so oddly familiar. He leaned up on his arms and drove into her again and again. The pressure inside both of them was building, both knowing they couldn’t hold out much longer.

Then Brooke looked once again into those determined steel eyes. It was her last mistake. “FuckFuckFuck! OhsweetGod! Please! Thought … cant … yours … I want to feel you cum inside me, please, I want to feel it so bad…again…..can’t… pleeeeeeeeeease……..”

James leaned in forward, grinding deep, crushing her clit against the top of his shaft. Huge hands gripped Brooke’s face as those steel eyes bore a hole into her soul.

“You want to feel it, bitch? Fucking cum for me and I’ll give it to you! All of it!”

That was all she could take. Her orgasm erupted from deep inside. The world began to swirl as James continued to pump his cock into her, grinding down onto her swollen clit. She wrapped herself around his torso, arms and legs holding on for dear life as the world exploded behind her eyes. Her body failed her and she lay splayed across the bed, her body still quivering from the most powerful orgasm she has ever felt. The he came. She could feel his cock growing thicker inside of her, feel the tenseness as he shuddered, finally daring to let go of his seed. Brooke came again as she felt it, ropes of thick cum pumping into her. She could hear it between her ears. “Thump!” Thump!” “Thump!” as he filled her cunt to overflowing. James’s seed feeling so much hotter than any she had ever taken. Full of life and bursting from her lips.

Later, she lay on the bed. Defeated. Her body weak. Her pussy still swollen, pulsing with the force of his cock. James has left. He had been a perfect gentleman laying her across the bed, covering her in the clean sheets. Even thanking her. Brooke has watched glassy eyed as he dressed and left without a sound. She knew she was going to lose. She could even be happy about it. A part of him would always be with her now. She squeezed her thighs closed still feeling his warmth filling her. Always with her. Smiling she closed her eyes and drifted into sleep.

On the side table lay her purse. A small, white clutch her sister had given her for Christmas. Inside that clutch were the usual things; tissues, lipstick, safety pins, extra earing backs, hand wipes, and a small unopened bottle of birth control pills.

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“Rachael loved that feeling. Draining the last of some arrogant stud’s strength into her tight, clenching cunt. The asshole had approached her on the dance floor of her favorite club, grabbed her tits and whispered in her ear how hard he...
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Rachael loved that feeling. Draining the last of some arrogant stud’s strength into her tight, clenching cunt. The asshole had approached her on the dance floor of her favorite club, grabbed her tits and whispered in her ear how hard he was going to fuck her. Pressing his hard cock between her ass cheeks and telling her how deep he was going to shoot his load. How he was going to leave her a dripping, fucked-out mess begging for more. He had been good for the first hour, well-built with a hard, throbbing and confident cock. But he could not keep up with her huge tits and her insatiable pussy. He let out one last defeated moan as she used her powerful ass to strip the last drop of cum and the last of his pride.

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JAMES AND KATHERINE - CHAPTER 32

Katherine sat at a cocktail table in the hotel’s main lounge sipping a dry vodka martini. The room had just been re-decorated with plush white leather seating and a bar lit with up soft blue LED lights which made the crystal and glass sparkle magically. The patrons, all well-heeled, vied with each other to appear high-class and refined as they awaited the opportunity to see naked people fucking on television screens.

For the week of the competition the cocktail room had been closed to the general public but still every seat in the house seemed to be taken. A dozen closed circuit televisions had been installed and on each one could see hotel bedrooms, beautifully appointed, and ready to be used. Laura was speaking excitedly with the Shaws as well as her new friends and fellow competitors. Laura glittered as magically as the room, her smile infectious. Her laughter honest and captivating.

Katherine was nauseous.

Last evening she had watched, glass in hand, as James had fucked another woman. As another woman had taken him into her body and made him cum. Watched as he let loose with all his strength and power as he plowed his seed into another woman. She had remained in front of the screen watching while Laura and everyone else at the table were celebrating raucously James’ first win, watching that bitch fall asleep smiling with her man’s seed buried inside of her.

And tonight, it was going to happen again. She was going to sit here smiling as her man shoved his cock into some heated bitch and fucked her. She knew it was not personal. James has returned to her last night flush with his first victory and fell asleep as he always did, wrapped around her whispering how deeply he was in love with her. She quickly wiped away a quiet tear as she thought about how deeply she was in love with him. More and more each day. Then she ordered another Cosmopolitan.

“Mom, look! There’s James. They’re about to start! Come look!”

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Lin Tan Gundersson was adopted at the age of four from a small orphanage in South Korea. Her new father was an American Army serjeant who fell in love with the little girl and brought her home to his family when he was reassigned home. She was loved and raised as one of their own. However, being the smallest of the clan and having two Nordic sisters that towered over her, she grew up to be very competitive and very aggressive. Very aggressive.

This was not lost on James as the woman climbed on top of him and took control of the fight from the start. He found himself forced to take the Lord’s name in vain several times as she sank her spreading lips down along his length. She could not take all of it, which was a blessing, but what she did take was caught in the tightest pussy he had ever felt in his life. Ragged groans escaped him with each breath as she squeezed hard along his shaft, pulling up and circling his head just inside her dripping lips. It was difficult enough to breath with both her hands on his throat, leaning into him as she rode his hips violently. James tried to take control. He was twice her size for Pete’s sake! But every time he grabbed

her or tried to flip her over she just drove down, clenching hard, and sending that thought flying from his mind in a surge of pleasure. Katherine had trained him well to resist this kind of attack but he could never win staying on the defensive and with her leaning hard on his neck, she was draining his energy along with his oxygen. He lay there trapped as she gripped him tight, dragging out his will, the walls of her demanding cunt pulsing with heat. The feeling was incredible. Inescapable.

The more they fucked the wetter she got. The wetter she got the more of his cock she could force into her grasping pussy. James was honestly wondering where the fuck she was putting it all as she rode him harder and harder, her long black hair slicing across his face and chest. James was straining to hold back now. His cock was under siege and he knew that eventually he would have to give in. Clenching his teeth, he tried thinking of anything to distract himself from the woman thrashing up and down, torturing his cock with the world’s tightest fucking cunt. Football stats, dead cats, remembering to buy a new skillet after Katherine’s last disastrous attempt at fried chicken. Anything to save himself from the loss he was about to suffer.

An hour went by. His hips and legs were numb by now with the constant slapping of their thighs. His grunts by now were more from pain than pleasure. James tried one last time to flip her, to get her off him, for one moment of relief from the endless fucking. He gripped her hips and tried to lift her enough to roll her under him, but she just slammed down again and crushed him in that vice of a cunt. This time he knew it was coming and even though he was forced back down he was able to fight his way back from orgasm with only a single “Fuck!” escaping his lungs.

But he was not the only one.

Lin Tan screamed as she gushed hot juices along his thighs. She had been pounding his cock, squeezing with all her might, on the offensive for over an hour. The bastard refused to cum! What the fuck was he made of!?? Her last opponent had turned blue and blasted his load into her within fifteen minutes as she bore down on him. This bastard’s cock was thick, stretching her wider the deeper she took him. And she had taken him so goddamned deep! She could feel the head of his cock pounding into her fucking womb now. She closed her eyes tight and kept on working him. She could not stop now. She had to stay in control. Why won’t the bastard cum?! She rode him harder now - Fuck! - deeper. Sweat poured off her breasts and along her back and she nearly blacked out from the effort. Her hands around his throat bereft of strength now simply struggling to hold her up. But he was on the ropes, she could feel it. She heard him gasping, moaning, grunting with every slapping thrust of her burning thighs. Impossibly he reached out, grabbing her waist again, trying to force her over. She slammed down his cock desperately, feeling that huge thing tearing past her cervix, spearing her insides as it tore her open. She squeezed with all her remaining strength, screaming as she almost doubled over from the effort. She was gushing freely now, her thighs thick with sticky juices. But that only meant that he could fuck her deeper and deeper and deeper. She shuddered screaming again as she felt the head of his cock plow into her. She was leaning too far forward now and her clit was feeling every thrust. It was too fucking much! She tried pushing off, straightening up, removing her swollen and pulsing clit from danger. But they had been fucking hard for over an hour and their bodies were slick with sweat. She slipped and collapsed on her side. Her eyes shot open to saucers in fear as she realized what had happened. She felt his arm slide across her shoulders as he took her from behind.

She fell across the bed, slipping off his chest, looking nearly unconscious. He had done it, he had held out long enough and now the bitch was exhausted by her efforts. For a moment, he thought about resting. Just a moment to get his aching cock back under control. But that would give her a chance to

rest as well and he could not afford that. If she got back on top of him he would be finished. Instead James wrapped his arms around her and plunged in. This time he was in control. He brought every weapon into play, just like Katherine said.

Brushing her hair back James took her earlobe between his teeth and bit down hard. It was a statement of domination and he could not help but notice how her back arched sharply as she moaned and cursed. He wrapped one arm around her chest and plunged in hard, the new angle pounding his cock-head into the back of her clit. He reached around with his other hand, spreading the tender hood around her clit, making sure she felt every thrust of his vengeful cock.

“I’m going to fuck the living shit out of you now, bitch.” Ugnh! “You can feel it, can’t you? CAN’T YOU?” FuckShit! ….James slammed his cock in hard, feeling it as his aching balls slapped into her clit with each thrust. His cock was still on the edge, he could feel the urge inside him growing stronger, but at least now she was feeling it too. “Cum for me!”

With that he squeezed his fingers around her clit and pounded in as hard as he could. He had to stop a moment to regain control as he felt drops of pre-cum escaping, pressing them into her clit as she dug her nails into his forearm. She was shivering too now, battling to hold back her own orgasm. She was trying to clench down on him but was having trouble timing his thrusts. She bit down on her lip as she flung her head back, her over-heated cunt gushing a river of juices across his balls.

“Cum for my pussy, Fucker …. can feel your cock … gonna … cum … for … me.” Her voice quivered and shook along with her body. Her legs were quivering along his own. As close as his cock was to blowing she was teetering on the edge but too much of a fighter to simply surrender. He cursed her even as he admired her. He steadied his voice and tried one more time.

“I’m going to cum for you. Deep inside that cumming cunt of yours. You want it don’t you Want to feel me fuck my cum up inside you? Cum for me, take my load with that cumming cunt.”

And with that he stopped moving, spreading her pussy-lips wide with his fingers and just stopped dead. Lin Tan shuddered, squirmed, trying to find his cock, fill herself with his meat again, moaning pitifully as he held it back from her. Fuck, she was practically crying now.

“Fuck me …give me your cock ….fuck me …..c’mon ….what are you fucking awaiting for?” she meweled.

He wanted to fuck her. Damn but he wanted to fuck her. He grit his teeth hard and let her feel his hot breath along her ear. “You. Waiting for you to cum for me. Make me fuck you. Make me fill you with hot cum. Feel it inside you. You want it, don’t you? Cum for me and take it.”

“N…n…nnooo…..nooooo …please…..”

“I SAID CUM FOR ME!” James thrust his cock hard and deep, thrusting right into the back of her clit and giving her every last inch. The head of his cock crushed her cervix and opened her womb. Her eyes exploded as she shuddered and came violently in his arms, her cunt spraying juices across the hotel room. She came and came and came, at last falling limp in his arms. The sheets were soaked with sweat and pussy-juice as James rose from the bed and unsteadily walked over to the chair that had so patiently held his clothes.

From the bed came her meek voice, almost pleading. “Wait. Your cum. Please. On my face. Anywhere. Please? Need it.”

James looked at her, laying across the bed timid, embarrassed by her request. He felt like he was kicking a starving kitten but ….

“I’m sorry, but …. it belongs to someone else.” And with that he walked out of the room …

And off camera.

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Laura jumped from the table, cheering as James rose left the room, once again triumphant. Katherine was on the edge of her seat, her own pussy leaking juices in a river. She sat there still and embarrassed to even move lest others instantly know how aroused she had become watching her man fucking that bitch to death. But she had only been able to breathe once she realized that he had not cum. His seed was safe. Still hers. She had almost started weeping there at the stable, disguising tears of confusion as tears of joy.

James’ was the last of the fights that night and the whole room was on their feet applauding and listening to the announcements. Katherine was the only one sitting, playing with her untouched drink as she breathed her relief. She closed her eyes and smiled knowing just how pent-up James would be when he returned to their room tonight. Oh, but first a very long and very hot shower to cleanse the smell of whore off his body. Katherine wondered what came over her. After all, this was all her own idea, wasn’t it? Wasn’t it?

That’s when she noticed the other woman still sitting there in the lounge. Sitting and watching the screens intently and biting her bottom lip. It took a moment for Katherine to focus through fading tears but there was no mistaking the girl’s identity. No mistaking her long dark hair and slim figure; her round too-young face. James’ last fight. Brooke-something. As if sensing Katherine’s stare the young woman turned towards her. And smiled.

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“Flexible, skilled and rougher and tougher than most of the ‘alpha males’ that challenged her, this was just another in a long line of conquests for Maisy. Liam had done his best, however from the moment they’d removed their...
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Flexible, skilled and rougher and tougher than most of the ‘alpha males’ that challenged her, this was just another in a long line of conquests for Maisy. Liam had done his best, however from the moment they’d removed their extraneous clothing to now, he’d been the subject of a situations that ranged from mildly humiliating to down right embarrassing. Maisy seemed to know just how to bring his cock to breaking point, where he became almost a detached observer, watching as his frozen body failed to respond to her and her unreal pussy.

He would respond soon though, once she tired of his stunned facial expressions and guttural grunts of anger. Once she permitted it, he would let loose the orgasm that was building up inside him and scream and howl as his cock was sucked dry.

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