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Sexfighting League 2 - by Shindy

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Alessia stared at the screen, as she sat naked, cross-legged on her floor.  The invite for the rematch offered her twice her normal purse.  It had only been 3 weeks, and she had barely gotten over her devastation at the loss.   She stood up and looked at her magnificent body in the mirror, dark brown hair, perfect round D cup breasts, tight muscled buttocks and legs, her olive skin without a single tan-line.  Multiple tattoos revealed her wild nature as she turned to face the mirror full frontal.  A narrow strip of brown pubic hair was noticeable amongst the decorative art on her hard body.  She looked out the open window at the Grand Canal and decided she would accept the rematch.  As a 29 year old she was in the heart of her competitive years and the fact that she had lost to an opponent ten years younger than her and with only seven fights under his belt was not going to put her into retirement.  She was a two-time European champion and while she had not made it past the playoffs last year, she was determined to regain her title this year.  She clicked the accept button on the invite and began planning her prep for the fight the following week….

As she walked into the circular bedroom and observed the fight cameras, she couldn’t help but notice how quickly the days had sped by once she had accepted the fight.   She was wearing a curve-hugging sleeve of a dress and 6 inch heels, she was heavily perfumed and made up and as he walked in, she couldn’t help but notice how gorgeous the 19-year old stud was.   He was just over six feet tall and was wearing a t-shirt that almost seemed painted on to his muscular torso.  Despite his height, in her heels she stood eye to eye with him.  He smiled at her and nodded, “Alessia” he said.

“Roberto,” she purred and brushed seductively past him.

They stripped and were on the bed moments later, the heat of the room producing a light sheen of sweat on both of their bodies.  Once again it would be a five orgasm fight–as was the last battle.  Alessia wasn’t sure if she could last 11 hours again, only to lose in the fifth fall, but she was going to do everything she could not to let it get that far anyway.  They had drawn the cards for the order of the fight and she was pleased that 69 would be first.  The second two falls would be challenging for her, doggy and missionary, and so if the first had also been a challenging position she would have worried that she wouldn’t have had a chance.  The big problem was that the cards that they had pulled did not have a titfuck in it which would have been her greatest advantage so she was going to have to make the most of the reverse cowgirl and the cowgirl if she were guaranteed a win.

They climbed into position on the bed, Roberto lying beneath her as she grabbed his cock and position her pussy over his mouth.  The buzzer sounded and she purred as his tongue darted inside of her.  She plunged his entire cock deep into her mouth and consumed the young man easily.  She stroked him with her powerful jaw and tongue while fondling his balls.  She became soaked as he probed her with his finger and caressed her with his tongue.  This was one of her best skills though and she felt his body begin to tremble only a few moments into the battle.  She worked his cock with a rhythm like he had never experience and in 2 minutes and 14 seconds he exploded in her mouth and she drank him fully, sucking him dry.  She dismounted and smirked victoriously at him.

“What the fuck?” he said, rolling to his side, stunned.  The buzzer signaled for the next position, doggy, and she got on all fours.  He was a physical fighter, but so was she and so as he grabbed her hips roughly, she gyrated a bit and bucked intentionally.  The buzzer sounded again and she felt the tip of his cock probe around her vaginal lips.  She smiled again and aggressively slammed her pussy all the way down onto his cock…he thrust back and she bucked but then she went to work pumping furiously backwards at a pace he could barely keep up with.  Both fighters broke into an intense sweat and her big tits shook beneath her as they hung below her chest.  The young man grunted as he thrust his hips at the aggressive woman in front of him.  She gyrated to make it harder for him to control himself and then she crushed his penis.  She squeezed with all of her strength–so much exertion that she herself yelped and then he moaned.  He had never felt his cock so intensely squeezed as the bitch beneath him was doing.  He tried to break free of her hold on him, but he had no control.  She worked his cock over with a skill he had yet to experience in his short career and she was doing it barely moving her body.  Four more minutes as they battled and he exploded again.  

His confidence was more deflated than his cock.  She got up from the bed smiling broadly.  She toweled off and climbed back on to the bed.  She was keenly aware that he had become remarkably unsure but she also astutely knew that the next position was a position that strongly favored him.  In her strategy, she honestly expected that they would be even at this point, so being up 2-0 was quite pleasing to her as she watched him lay on his back.  "Not so confident anymore, are you little boy?“ she taunted, trying to get inside his head.  

"You wait, bitch… I will break you this round like a fucked you silly in our last match, you overconfident hag.”  She smiled and lay down on the bed, spreading her legs.  "I’m ready to see what you’re made of, you little piece of shit…“

He mounted her forcefully and she moaned uncontrollably.  His powerful torso pressed onto the big pillows of her breasts, which flattened against her ribcage.  She wrapped her legs around him and he began to pump furiously.  She kept the rhythm grunting with each thrust.  Her body flushed with pleasure as his throbbing cock worked the muscles of her pussy and she lubricated their sex with her natural excitement.   She gyrated her hips up and arched her back and he thrust wildly and forcefully into her.  Her clit began to vibrate with the pleasant nature of their physical contact and her nipples were stimulated by the touch of his naked chest.  They were fighting each other in a battle of pleasure.  The time wore on as each warrior used all of their skills to work the other into a frenzy and several times over the course of the ensuing hour each fighter nearly climaxed only to exhibit incredible self control and escape the precipice of orgasm.  Sweat washed over them and soaked their bodies as they moved around the bed in physical and emotional battle. Their bodies slipped and stuck to one another and the intense colors of Alessia’s make-up bled around her eyes and down her face.  Her hair became matted to her head and his face began to contort with the pain of muscular burning.  117 minutes of sexual combat had left them both raw and she was beginning to yelp with each of his thrusts; while he had begun to groan with each.  

She closed her eyes tight as she felt an uncontrollable wave of ecstasy wash over her.  Warmth flooded her genitals and expanded inside of her body rapidly reaching her chest.  Her body trembled as she desperately tried to suppress it in her weakened state.  "Oh…my…..god….” she hissed as she felt the ever-rising explosion rapidly growing within her.  She knew that her efforts to win this round had escaped her as she felt her opponent thrust again and she clenched down on his penis.  Her mind went blank as she trembled deep within her now and she was only shocked from her reverie by a scream of “nooooooooo! oh god!” which she was sure somehow was coming from her mouth, though she also knew it wasn’t as her body convulsed wildly and her foe ejaculated massively within her thrusting so violently that she slammed into the headboard as jerked violently pumping her pussy with his powerful cock as he collapsed on her and she looked at the score board, still twitching from her own orgasm and realized that he had come first.  Only moments before, but still first.  She had completely destroyed him and achieved her revenge, defeating him soundly 3-0.

She caressed his back and hair, knowing that it was such a condescending maneuver that it would infuriate him, but she did it to taunt him and remind him who was the queen of this bed.  She rolled him off of her sweaty body and got up from the bed, victorious.

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Changing of the guard, Culver City:
In the first of four sets, Anita is on a par with Darius, in fact, she coaxes a goodly cum out of the challenger and it appears that the blonde champ will retain her sexfighting crown for the city.
The second,...

Changing of the guard, Culver City: 

In the first of four sets, Anita is on a par with Darius,  in fact, she coaxes a goodly cum out of the challenger and it appears that the blonde champ will retain her sexfighting crown for the city.  

The second, third and most devastatingly the fourth cumm successively drain the champ until she is little more than putty in his hands.  

She succumbs at last to him, thoroughly screwed and satisfied.  

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SEXFIGHTING LEAGUE 1 - by Shindy

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This is inspired by Satyress and the sex fighters tumblr.  Credit goes there.  This whole series will be different than what I’ve done before.  Hope everyone likes it, though it will certainly not be to everyone’s liking.

Shannon sat watching the film her opponent for the next evening.  She knew that here in Pennsylvania things would be different than in Arkansas.  Of course, sex was sex, but people were different and rules were occasionally different when competing in state leagues rather than national leagues, or local competition.  Of course, she remembered her one international competition, and how humbling that was for her.  She had only been 20 then, but she thought she was hot shit until she had been completely destroyed in 11 minutes by an amazing cock from Italy.  Tomorrow she would be fighting for the Pennsylvania state championship.  Since leaving Arkansas as its state champion 9 months ago she had fought in Pennsylvania, her new home, 23 times and had won every match.  At the age of 24, she was a well-respected sex fighter, but her opponent had incredible experience and was known to be merciless.  Most importantly, his dick was enormous and with most of his opponents, he forced submission simply because they couldn’t take his size.  

She had requested a tit-fucking but he had rejected it and those were the rules in PA.  She had been blessed with DDD tits and they had gone to good use in her career, but the strawberry blonde woman was otherwise very small framed and though she had her share of large cocks, she wasn’t sure whether this was one she could handle.

The night came and she prepped for his big dick.  She used all of the permitted foreplay to get him throbbing and to get herself good and ready, the cameras rolling on his 6 foot muscular frame in contrast to her 5’ 1 100 lbs small, southern body with the big tits.  The alarm rang for the end of foreplay and he smiled as he physically flipped her onto her back and sneered, “I am gonna break this filly…I hope you’re ready…” her body tensed as she felt the tip of his cock spread her lips.  She was well lubricated and she took a deep relaxing breath as he grabbed her hips and thrust, one powerful, deep thrust…

She tried to hold it in but her body arched, she gasped and then she screamed.  He tore her insides in a way that she had never been damaged before.  She tried to hold on as her body was pounded and his big cock punished her pussy in a brutal assault on her sexual prowess.  She yelped rhythmically as he thrust his hips into hers and her big tits shook in time with his body.   She tried everything to gain control over herself unsuccessfully as she came three times in the first 9 minutes.  He lifted her body up and she clung to him desperately, sweat matting her hair and causing her breasts to stick together, her own body weight working against her as her plunged deeper inside of her with each thrust–going deeper until she was sure he was fucking her liver.  

She wailed as she tried to regain her composure and mount some sort of offense, or even some defense.  She worked to regain control of her pussy muscles but she was fairly sure that they had been torn apart.  She came again and again and she looked at the scoreboard to see that after 19 minutes it was 7-1 against her.

They tumbled to the bed again, and he pulled out momentarily and she could finally breathe normally again.  Unfortunately just as she caught her breath, he flipped her to her stomach and penetrated her from behind.  She tried to hold on but came again and again until the 26 minute mark when after 11 orgasms and only 2 from him, she screamed for him to stop.  He didn’t though and continued his dominance and onslaught.  She begged again as he pressed his thumb into her tight ass and she came in a way she hadn’t except for pleasure sex.  She screamed the safe word and he had to stop.  She was a sweaty, broken woman, breathing ragged breaths on the bed as he got to his feet, smiling, gloating.  He wiped himself off, as she looked at that cock and swore to herself she would earn and win a rematch sometime in the future…for now, she would need to nurse herself back to health before she could fuck again….

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They had been fucking hard, savagely, for over 6 hours and Tony knew he was finished. He had used up the last of his reserves getting this far and he had nothing left. The score was 4-2 and she was sucking him mercilessly. He was done. Just one more...

They had been fucking hard, savagely, for over 6 hours and Tony knew he was finished. He had used up the last of his reserves getting this far and he had nothing left. The score was 4-2 and she was sucking him mercilessly. He was done. Just one more final release and it would be over, his humiliation complete. Yet each time he felt his load rising, his cum about to burst from his straining cock, she pulled back. Again and again her hand would tighten around his balls forcing an agonized groan from his burning lungs as she forced him back from the edge.

“Com’on, bitch. You know you’re finished. You’re my bitch now, aren’t you? Say it! Fucking say it! Say you’re my bitch and I’ll let you cum. Say it, Bitch!”

“F… fu …. fuck you…cunt…” “Oh, please, please let me fucking come. Fuck dammit. Shit, please.

She gripped his balls tighter, feeling them throbbing in her hand as her tongue trailed a path of fire up along his shaft. He screamed as she twisted them, driving her mouth down his cock until he was buried in her undulating throat. The combination of ungodly pleasure and hellish pain driving him insane.

“Good boy. Keep fighting it. The longer you fight the harder I’m going to fucking break you. Your sex-fighting days are over. From here on your just my fucking cock-bitch. Say it. Say it, Bitch!”

She was right, he was breaking, moment by moment. His body was already broken. Now he could feel his will shattering like glass. It was only a matter of time until he gave her anything she wanted. He could feel her teeth running up his cock as she bit sharply at the tip of his cock. He found just enough strength to squirm, to scream.

“Com’on, bitch! Fight it! Break for me! Say it, Bitch!” She drove down again, twisting his balls in a vice.

OhmyGod…Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck!

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This series is not written by me.  Expect what is available over the next few days.  I’ve coupled a few images with the stories.  Shindy is the author and clearly the series in incomplete.  It’d be wonderful to give that author some positive feedback if you enjoy the stories.  I know I do!   
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“They’re rare this type. Some females just finish their opponent and leave. Some like to assert their dominance after the fact, humiliating their humbled rival. Some care about their own needs and following a big win they take...
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They’re rare this type. Some females just finish their opponent and leave. Some like to assert their dominance after the fact, humiliating their humbled rival. Some care about their own needs and following a big win they take satisfaction from the defeated foes cock or tongue taking them to places that the man couldn’t in competition.

However some select few enjoy a different form of post match ritual, even after the first cum they try and eek out every last drop of ejaculate from the vanquished male until they cannot give any more and collapse into total submission to their new mistresses. They are rare but undoubtedly the most terrifying as if you lose to one of these women then you are lost forever.

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the-bwl-bsf-report:
“ After a few strongly worded messages were exchanged between me and Julie about who could beat who in a sexfight, a time and date was set up in order to find out. At first I took the early advantage using my physical strength,...
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After a few strongly worded messages were exchanged between me and Julie about who could beat who in a sexfight, a time and date was set up in order to find out. At first I took the early advantage using my physical strength, but when it came time to go cock-to-pussy she was much sexier than I originally gave her credit and like a stupid rookie I tried to go fast and hard which only seemed to give her more control of the match.

I tried to end this sexfight by placing Julie on her back and throw everything I had at her but when she looked into my eyes, she begged me to “go harder and faster” and by this point I had already reached my limit and was nothing more than mindless sex toy for her play with until she got bored. It only took a few more seconds for me to release my cum for Julie and after I collapsed onto my back, she crawled towards my face and told me “You were good Charlie, but now you know that I am better”.

(Dedicated to @sexfighters)

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Charlie, You’re much better than just good!!!  Mmmmmmmmmmm - you’re awesome!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 

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PRINCE HENIRICH’S PROBLEM:
The champ of Muldova has been matching him for only an hour, but she’s already resorting to her usual finisher moves. He recognizes this for the desperation that it is. She’s the veteran of scores of battles, but she’s...

PRINCE HENIRICH’S PROBLEM: 

The champ of Muldova has been matching him for only an hour, but she’s already resorting to her usual finisher moves.  He recognizes this for the desperation that it is.  She’s the veteran of scores of battles, but she’s never met an opponent of his quality before.  

Heinrich will wait and enjoy her every pleasure inducing move, sometimes cumming, but never weakening.  He will give her every chance to try and break him.  She won’t.  

In an hour, she’ll tire and he’ll take over.  In two hours, she’ll be broken, whimpering and cumming like never before.  In three, it’ll all be over, with her covered in his jizz, mindlessly torpid, finishing like so many other ‘champions’. 

He wonders when he’ll find somebody with some real ability and stamina.  There are only a few in the world who can really challenge him.  

It’s difficult to operate at this level of sexuality.     

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