--- SEXFIGHTERS --- Ever wonder who the sexiest people on the planet are? How would you find that out?
Would a sexual contest help?
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Him: “I’m going to pull every cum outta you ‘till you’re a limp dishrag! I figure about now, with a lil encouragement, you’ll be yelping.”
Jessica: “I feel ya ready to cum again … This might end ya!”
Audry: “No … No … no … ohhh”
With a dozen cumms already between the two, Audry’s usually victorious body is now struggling to keep up with the insatiable brunette, Jessica. Even as the blonde trys to give back some of the pleasure, Jess batters the falling woman ever closer to the orgiastic abyss.
On day two of the sexfight, the erotic Alicia Dares has more blood coursing through her spasming cunt than in her head, and a KO cum claims her consciousness. She slides to the bed, but re-awakens within moments.
Andrew Hart is able to latee repeat this feat for a two hour KO, resulting in the definitive “win”.
Outclassed, the French princess is defiant, resisting the oncoming cumm with closed eyes. When it does finally hit, she is all-consumed and sleeps for the next 9 hours.
The marathon sexfight champion of New Jersey, Conner McNealy, was defeated in 60 hours of a stroke, suck fuck-fest that was broadcast from a suite on Sexfight Island.
Heather Charbonnet, the challenger, capped the event by dragging the semi-conscious stud off the elevator, out of the challenge area, to the hoops and hollers of the fans in the lobby.
Rather than spending the rest of that day recooperating, Heather went swimming with friends and shopping.
This, much publicized, post match activity cemented her reputation much higher than her predisessor.
“And now, for the end of you, stud - you were delicious!”
Melanie’s not only fucking Jeff’s cock into complete flaccidity, she’s screwing what’s left of his confidence into the mattress.
After three unanswered cumms, Jeff’s on his back, still defiant but barely able to keep hard. Mel’s confidently fucking what’s left of him, certain of complete victory in just a few more minutes.
With the loss of the now pregnant and fucked-out “Hurricane Jane” the Hellfire Stable stood in need of another Sex-fighter to complete its roster. Whenever they had an opening a call went out to the most prominent Amateurs to battle in a No-holds-barred fuck to the finish. Each chosen contestant was sent a small gold-trimmed invitation to be at the hotel and be prepared to give their all. The winner was given membership in their organization which meant free travel and hotels, better matches, and the best training any Sex-fighter could wish for. The competition was always fierce. Cocks and cunts would collide in a battle with no rules and no time limits. The last fighter able to move was declared the winner.
Jake Rage was on a roll. His killer cock had already knocked two women out of the competition. The last was still on the floor still convulsing through an orgasm that would not end. The bitch he was currently fucking was herself just out of an exhausting hour long 69 with another woman and was withering quickly under his sustained thrusts. But Jake knew the first few hours were the easy ones. Just a warm-up as the real Fighters go rid of the chaff. One by one the weaker ones fell away in screams of defeat and sprays of hot cum as his real competition revealed themselves. He watched, amazed, as one dark-haired slut cork-screwed a career ending orgasm out of a guy three times her size. She was already heading for her next victim even as he was still moaning on the floor shooting thick gobs of cum all over his own stomach.
The bitch under him was ready to cum but she was fighting him desperately. He could feel her pussy creaming all over his shaft even as she tried to grip his engorged head in a ring of cunt muscle. She was trying to keep him from pounding through her cervix and right into her womb. But the rhythm of his thrusts was irresistible and he could feel that tight ring opening for him. Just a few more thrusts and he would have her.
Still, the way the brunette was burying her face into her opponents squirming pussy, he hoped he still had enough left in him when the real battle started.
“Finally you’re where you belong … uhhh,,,submitting … to your superior!”
The Duchessa d'Aosta has long cut a wide swarth through the European sexfight scene, taking newcomers and veterans beyond the limits of their bodies.
Lord Snowden, the equivalent of a “Big Game Hunter” on the sexfight circuit meets up with the irrepressible Duchessa at her estate.
For hours, then for days, they fuck, and play, and suck, and cum, and MAKE the other peak. They game with stamina, speed, positions, and abilities. Both delight the other repeatedly! Almost every room in the villa has witnessed their passion.
It takes over a week and over a hundred orgasms for there to be a consensus on who is truly dominate over the other.
On day nine, she tells him of her submission. Part of the reason is curiosity. What would he do with her as a slave for a week?
This moment however is special. It’s his moment of claiming her as his.
“You fucking bitch, you fucking bitch, you fucking bitch - your pussy’s getting battered, your neck’s in my hands and you LOVE getting strangled as you cum - so do it. DO IT!”
It’s been weeks in the making and they both knew this day would come. These two have had it with the other and want the other to know their proper place!
The blonde’s assumptions of superiority were galling to the brunette. There was only one way to prove it - and they were two hours into the proof.
The way these two felt, it had to be a match to exhaustion.
While the skilled blonde had inflicted three cumms on her opponent, the sensual brunette had made the blonde cum more than twice that number. As the contest progressed, the brunette seemed to have more energy, more libido and more control.
It has lead to this moment. The blonde is on her back, almost spent, using the last of her considerable energies on a last attempt to make the brunette cum again. Maybe one more will crack her!
The brunette needs to block out as much as she can. She barely keeps a from peaking and cumming again.
After this salvo, the blonde weakens and hasn’t anything left. Within 6 minutes, she’ll be having her clit raked and rubbed into an all encompassing cum-aclysm which will bring her from battling sex queen to completely broken.
Halfway between embarrassment and unconsciousness, she is forced to submit to the only woman who is woman enough to go on.
The initial lock up had been a tight 69, that she won. She got him to royally unload in a dozen - one ounce shots of jizz.
What was more surprising than his volume was his resilience. Most of her prior opponents wouldn’t, couldn’t immediately move after a huge cum like that - but he did.
Scrambling to his knees as she was still sneezing the last shot out of her head, as he grabbed her sperm soaked hair.
Filling her pussy completely with one long push, he growled into her consciousness: “Now it’s YOUR turn for a big cum - enjoy the ride!”
As he set an initial pace, she struggled to keep up. His moves sent pleasures to her brain. She felt hands, cock, and thrusts. She was aware that the reins of control were suddenly wrested from her.