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Monday, July 10, 2017

Friends Sexfight Tournament: Stephanie vs Rebecca

start of a series of stories involving a sexfight tournament. It involved the ladies from the various "friends sexfight" stories that have come up here and there. Not required reading, but it's that sort: rough and dirty but genuinely sexual fighting between good sports.

The girls had been expanding their sexfight league more and more lately as they kept dishing out more challenges. They grew more invested as the popularity grew, and formed a crude ranking as they compared wins and losses. A few of the more successful fighters met up for lunch to discuss the future, and when talk of a whether or not they had a champion or not came up, they proposed their big tournament to decide. They figured the eight best to set up into the brackets and then sent out an open invitation for their club to attend the small Miami beach resort where they'd be holding their big event.

With almost every member attending, there were several dozen girls spread out through the hotel rooms. They were all excitement as participants and audience alike settled in to watch the first fight. They were all given a website to watch, since this one would be in too small quarters to allow a big audience. Rebecca and Stephanie would be taking the honor of having the first sexfight, being worked up to a near orgasm by their referee before being let loose to fuck each other into submission in one of the rooms' bathrooms.

The room itself was large and clean, with a glass-lined shower big enough to easily fit both of the sexy combatants.  A fuzzy carpet covered the middle of the tile floor, the sink cleared off from anything to avoid anyone actually getting hurt. Roxanne (a short, dark-skinned girl with bikini bottoms and a tight referee-striped shirt) went to each of the girls' rooms, where they left together in bathrobes to the neutral bathroom before the stripped down. Roxy would be judging the match, the girl only having one match so far but a big fan of the whole operation.

Rebecca was 5'6" and pale, clearly the most extreme of the group with her punky look. She had long hair that was dyed a toxic-looking green, and roughly half of the flesh not covered by her swimsuit was instead covered in tattoos. She had opted for a one piece bathing suit, but it was made more revealing by several long lines through it as if it had been torn by some attacking animal.

Stephanie was on the other side of the bathroom, the curvy redhead bearing a slightly more generous figure but the same height as her opponent. She had a vaguely hourglass figure, with wide hips that filled out her bikini nicely. The swimsuit itself was a red and black piece that showed an alternating diamond pattern on either side, drawing attention to her considerable assets.

Roxy set up the portable webcam high on the mirror where the girls wouldn't bump into it easily. The rest of the girls received the feed, mostly on their laptops while a few of them had gathered together in one or two of the rooms to drink and watch in a group. Roxy gave a short wave to the camera to make sure it worked, hearing the distant cheers of the rowdy girls down the hall. She shut and locked the bathroom door and motioned Rebecca over to her. The green-haired goth stepped in front of the ref, arms relaxed at her sides and legs spread apart to leave herself perfectly open to the "official's" hands.

Roxy ran her hands along the pale girl's skin, almost as if she were searching her for foreign objects. As her hands went lower, it was clear that she was doing much more than just that to Rebecca. Roxy fingers slid down Rebecca's tattooed thighs before dipping under the bottom of her one piece, letting one of her hands cup and massage the outside of the green-haired girl's pussy. Rebecca took a deep, steadying breath but stared ahead at the mirror, even as Roxy started to kiss and nuzzle against her breasts. Her nipples started to harden, enough that their outlines could soon be seen through her swimsuit.

Rebecca kept her expression level for the most part, but anyone watching closely could see her arousal building rather quickly. Her breathing picked up its pace, lifting and lowering her breasts as she went on with the passive acceptance of Roxy's attention.

Roxy soon accelerated the process, kneeling down in front of her and pulling aside the crotch of Rebecca's bathing suit. Roxy pressed her face in between the tattooed thighs and started noisily licking. Rebecca's eyes fluttered a bit as she gasped softly, her body tensing in response to the more intense and invasive inspection. Roxy reached above her head to grope both of the competitor's breasts, squeezing them just firmly enough to startle Rebecca into gasping again. It wasn't until her nipples were rock hard and her breathing a bit shaky that Roxanne relented with her seductive touch.

"She's ready," Roxanne reported, wiping her damp lips off before flashing a wink at the camera. "Next."

Stephanie stepped up and switched places with Rebecca, Roxy promptly getting to work. Roxy wanted to be finished with her while Rebecca was still warmed up, wanting to pit the girls against each other when they were both almost ready to burst. With the first orgasm early in the match, the girls were expecting it to get rough and desperate very quickly.

Fortunately, Steph had already been turned on by watching her handle Rebecca. Roxy lifted up her bikini top, flashing her breasts for their private audience before the brunette started sucking on her already stiffening nipples. She alternated kissing and fondling between her breasts before sliding her hand down Stephanie's stomach. The redhead moaned softly as she felt Roxy's dark fingers slide inside her, pumping slowly in and out of her already damp entrance. Stephanie's legs spread and as Roxy's mouth moved to her left breast she felt her heart racing against her lips. She gave one more stroke of her finger before popping off of her and letting Stephanie fix her bikini.

"Alright. Both girls are ready. You know the rules: break up after each orgasm, and this doesn't end until someone verbally submits. Now go get 'er, girls!"

At the word go, both girls moved briskly towards each other. The foreplay had not only made them more aroused and vulnerable to their first orgasm, but got their blood pumping and ready to take the initiative. They both ignored faintest of cheers that penetrated the walls as their neighboring girls enjoyed the show already. Stephanie ducked as she lunged her body towards Rebecca, pressing her shoulder into the green-haired girl's breasts. Her hands went to her opponent's hips, leaving Rebecca to grab at her hair and shoulders rather than any of her sweet spots.

Stephanie slid her hands under the bottom of Rebecca's swimsuit. The idea of teasing and foreplay had been eliminated, as far as she was concerned, by the pregame warmups that had the tattooed fighter ripe for the picking. Her fingers felt around for a good grip on Rebecca's opening, but the Becky grabbed her hair and forced her to look up into an aggressive embrace. Steph moaned as Rebecca kissed her roughly, groping one of her breasts and distracting the redhead from her handiwork.

Stephanie tried to push her back and regroup, but their intimate embrace was too deep to escape that easily. By the time she was truly returning the kiss, Rebecca had pulled her fingers away from her pussy and pressed herself more aggressively into her sexual foe. Stephanie was left on the defensive and was bullied back by Rebecca's breasts until she felt her ass hit the counter that made up the bathroom sink.
Steph gave a brief moan as the impact jarred her thick hips in a way that made her pussy twitch and tingle. It was easy for Rebecca to grab her hair and wrist to turn her around, forcing the redhead to bend over the counter. Her sensitive breasts were pushed down against the ceramics, leaving Stephanie facing the mirror as she was forced to watch her green-haired rival proceed to have her way with her. With Stephanie facing the wrong direction, Rebecca had to apply much less effort to keeping her pinned down. Steph tried to push and thrash as Rebecca took hold of her, wrapping one arm under hers to trap it in place while her other hand pulled down Stephanie's bottoms.

The green-haired sexfighter attacked by focusing on Stephanie's crotch and neck. Rebecca sucked on the curvy redhead's neck and throat, giving it a pleasantly numb and tingly sensation before she'd bite into the wet flesh. All the while, she'd slid her fingers under Steph's ass to stuff two fingers into her pussy. Stephanie not only moaned from arousal, but saw her horny expression as well as the hungry, predatory gaze of her molesting foe. Combined with the pre-match arousal, the redhead couldn't hold out for long. Rebecca felt her breathing pick up its pace as she fingered deeper inside Stephanie's snatch, tapping two fingers rapidly against her clit.
Steph's pussy finally clenched as her hips burst with a surrendering orgasm. She screamed hard enough to fog up the mirror in front of her, shaking badly enough for her tits to jiggle against the countertop while Rebecca held her down.

"That's a squirt! Break it up, Becky!" Roxie declared, the punky girl complying and backing away from Stephanie and the mirror. Steph took a moment to rub her aching snatch, still throbbing and dripping wet from her orgasm. She knew Rebecca had to be pent up herself, but she'd have to get close enough to take advantage of the fact. When their short ref gave them a wave to go ahead, both girls came out quick and aggressive.

Rebecca went for the redhead's snatch, still tender from her fresh orgasm. Stephanie managed to keep slapping and shoving her hand away, learning her lesson from before and going for Rebecca's top half instead. She grabbed and squeezed roughly on the green-haired competitor's tit, kissing and nibbling at her cleavage hard enough to leave little red spots on her skin in her wake. Rebecca groaned and pulled at her attacker's hair, Steph glad to see that she was horny enough to enjoy the rough treatment.

Rebecca pulled more firmly on Steph's hair, trying to force the redhead into another assertive kiss. Stephanie let her shift her focus to her lips instead of her hips so she could surprise her when she grabbed the thinner girl's legs and pulled. Rebecca landed on her back with a soft thump against the carpet, surprised by the sudden takedown. It made things easy for Stephanie to spread out Rebecca's legs and sit her butt down on the tattooed woman's crotch, starting to grind her thick hips into her.

Although Steph got a bit of excitement grinding against Rebecca's inner thigh, the green-haired girl clearly took the worst of the sexual clash. Stephanie's improvised lapdance kept her pinned and firmly rubbed over her pussy through her swimsuit, and a damp spot was clearly forming over her groin.

"You like that, don't you, slut?" Stephanie grinned down at her, confidence rising with the placement of her ass leaving her in a rather unshakable position. Her thick hips limited how much Rebecca could move her lower body, and she had a grip on one of her legs with her own arms and thighs. Rebecca grabbed and clawed at her, but she couldn't reach anything sensitive enough on Steph to do more than deliver some annoying slaps to her arms. Even that was quickly minimized when Stephanie reached down and grabbed the front of Rebecca's top, shoving her back to the ground by gripping the various slotted holes over her cleavage. Their struggles along with Stephanie's grinding quickly started to tear the thin strands of fabric, opening up more and more of the panting punk's cleavage. Her full lips parted and breathing heavily, Rebecca's hips finally bucked as they tried to join in Stephanie's pelvic rhythms to make the most of her impending orgasm.

"That's the stuff. I knew you'd love it," Stephanie purred, lifting the trapped leg of Rebecca's and starting to kiss and suckle on her toes. The bottomless top girl soon felt Rebecca quiver and give out a long groan, the bottom of her one piece rapidly soaking as if she had suddenly wet herself. Roxanne stepped up to gently urge Steph away and slid her fingers under Rebecca's suit, getting another shrill gasp from the tattooed woman.

"That's a big one! Spread out, ladies!"

Stephane fell back to her knees, catching her breath slowly while Rebecca crawled the other direction on the carpet. She tried to adjust her upper half of her swimsuit, but with the taut elastic torn, it was practically falling off of her. Meeting Stephanie's eyes, she gave a short glare before pulling at it sharply. Steph was actually a bit impressed as she tore the swimsuit down the middle, popping the last of the strands away and leaning back on her ass, stripping her swimsuit off entirely.

"I'd say I'm done playing around," Rebecca warned as she caught Steph's eye again, but grinned mischievously. "But I only just started playing."

"Good," Stephanie jabbed back, reaching back to untie her bikini top and leave herself naked as well. "I thought you were just starting to get boring." With their naked gauntlet thrown, Roxanne stepped far enough back to let them freely go after each other and waved for them to proceed once again.

The girls clashed again with a fleshy smack, ramming breast to breast into each other and grabbing for the other's hands. They locked up in a clumsy grapple, grinding their breasts into their opponent's. The hard nipples dragged across each other, sending shocking ripples of pleasure through both girls' bodies. Stephanie managed to take the upper hand enough to start bumping Rebecca back, striking out with her bare breasts and smacking her bit by bit towards the shower. She gave one last push that pressed Rebecca's ass against the sturdy glass door, sandwiching her there as Stephanie pressed her hips as well as her breasts against the tattooed rival.

Rebecca didn't take this quietly (she moaned a lot, if nothing else). She groped and spanked at Stephanie's ass, and squirmed so that her sweaty skin squeaked against the pane of glass. Steph gave soft grunts when Rebecca upped the force behind her sharp, angry spanking, making her ass jiggle and indirectly tease her pussy. She tried keeping the green-haired sexfighter trapped, wanting to use the shower door to stimulate her from both sides at once, but when Rebecca started to pull at her hair while squeezing her nails into her ass cheeks, Stephanie had to change tactics.

The redhead took Rebecca by her hair and pulled her back suddenly. The swift change of pace left her off-balance, allowing Stephanie to quickly slide the shower door open and force her inside. She let Rebecca catch herself against the far wall while Steph just slapped the shower handle, spraying the hot water over her. Rebecca gasped at the surprising contact with her skin. Stephanie went in right after her, grabbing Rebecca's relaxing thighs and going to her knees as she started aggressively kissing and sucking on her pussy.

Rebecca moaned as the two girls were quickly coated by the steamy water, briefly making her lightheaded enough to allow the slightly heavier girl to continue tasting her. She eventually overcame the tingling of her loins and took Stephanie by the hair. She pulled her out just enough to break her away from her pussy and shoved Stephanie's head between her thighs. She squeezed her legs together into a head scissor, trapping Steph facing behind her as she knelt to the floor of the shower. It bent Stephanie down to all fours, slapping and pushing at Rebecca's thighs while thrusting her ass up into the air. The neon-colored girl had easy work reaching past Stephanie's wet body and fingering her from behind.

"Come on. Gimme another. Let it alllll out, you gushing slut," Rebecca taunted, working on Stephanie's mind as well as her body. Stephanie started to pant and whine, the first orgasm on top of the Roxanne’s buildup before the fight clearly making them both horny as hell. Rebecca's other hand went underneath to pinch and pull down on Stephanie's nipple, almost as if trying to milk her. While no real milk came out, she certainly started to leak as Rebecca rubbed the warm water around inside her.

"Oh fuck... oh fuck... fuuuuuck, you bitch!" Stephanie managed to stammer out, staring vacantly at the wall when she shook and squirted over the shower. Roxy started to lean into the shower to check for the orgasm, but Rebecca confidently stepped away, licking her fingers sexily for the unseen audience before running her digits beneath the showerhead to wash them clean. With the break happening already, Roxy didn't bother getting wet and waited outside as Stephanie helped herself back up, leaning heavily on the wall. She breathed heavily and wiped some of the water from her hair, clearly feeling it after two orgasms and the moist, muggy air filling the shower.

Rebecca was quick to come after her again, and Steph found herself too sluggish from the afterglow of their last encounter to stop her. A tattooed arm went around Stephanie's neck and turned her around, mashing the redhead's breasts into the shockingly cool surface of the shower. It jolted Steph back to life, but also stiffened her nipples to almost painful levels. Rebecca reached around to cup her crotch, rubbing at it and preventing Steph from pressing it against the walls and keep her away from it.

"Gotcha, princess," Rebecca purred in her ear, biting firmly on Stephanie's earlobe. The redhead gasped sharply and her hips bucked on their own. At this point, the already thin line she had between pain and pleasure was ridiculous. It sent a fresh shiver down her spine and she pushed and squirmed against the wall, already a moaning mess at the touch of Rebecca's aggressive hands. Her hand managed to slip on the wet surface and knocked over a bottle of body wash, the lid popping open and surprising both girls when the soapy blue sludge splashed onto them both.

The cleansing gel had gotten over both of them (adding another bright and unnatural color to Rebecca), but Stephanie was glad to be out of the sexual trap. She turned and grabbed Rebecca's hands before she could bring them to bear on her again, pressing her body into Rebecca to try to take the initiative. The two ground themselves against each other, hard nipples flicking each other while Stephanie bumped her heavier hips against Rebecca's. The scrubbing of their bodies grinding together worked up a quick lather, a mix of the raw, slimy body wash and a gathering foam running between them that trickled down their easily stimulated skin.

Stephanie managed to use her element of surprise and leverage to get Rebecca to slip on the soapy water and stumble back. She caught herself against the wall, but Stephanie caught her thighs and pulled them up and towards her to force her to lean against the shower's edge just to stay standing. It also put her at an easy angle for Steph to start humping right into Rebecca’s pussy, her aroused and parted pussy lips leaving her clit wide open for Stephanie's Intimate attack.

Rebecca gasped and her nails raked over Stephanie's trapping arms, which the redhead took as a sure sign she was nearing another eruption herself. Rebecca's hand started slapping against the wall behind her, something Steph mistook for another sign of her sexual vulnerabilities. Instead, Rebecca finally found the shower's handle and gave it a twist. The water's pressure turned up while its temperature dropped, and Stephanie pulled back with a surprised squeal as her hot and muggy body was stung by the cold.

Rebecca wasted no time in taking advantage, taking out Stephanie's legs with a tackle and spreading them out. She started to finger her as the water pelted them both, Steph too surprised and aroused from her prior teasing. She moaned and felt her pussy twitching, but Rebecca pulled her legs to rearrange her on the floor of the shower. She finally left the redhead where the pressurized stream of water was blasting right into her pussy, leaving Stephanie gasping and screaming as she was left to unwillingly masturbate with the showerhead. Even with the shocking cold, Stephanie had to shake and squirt her cum down the drain before Rebecca let her go.

Rebecca held her legs and pussy lips open to let all the watching girls see her earth-shattering orgasm before Roxy made them break it up. Stephanie crawled to the other side of the shower, breathing heavily as she twisted the shower's handle back to something warmer. She tried to rub at her crotch to ease the tingling sensation, but feeling how wet and sensitive she was almost made it sting to the touch.
"Thanks for letting me get ahead," Rebecca grinned at her from across their sexual glass arena. "You must want it really bad to keep giving me those openings."

"Don't get cocky yet, slut," Stephanie snapped back, wiping some of the water from her skin and cum from her thighs. "I'm gonna have you flooding this room by the time I'm done with that pussy."

The girls lunged back at each other, wet skin slapping together loudly as they grabbed for whatever part of their opponent's curves that they could. Stephanie dug her nails roughly into Rebecca's ass, pulling and squeezing so that the tattooed girl's pussy was forced to grind against hers. Even if Stephanie had cum more than Rebecca, she had been teasing her throughout their last round. The green-haired sexfighter was quickly groaning and grunting, but she had taken a grip on Stephanie's tits and scraped her fingernails along her nipples. While it was clearly excited the redhead, drawing soft moans and gasps out of her when she pinched and twisted her tender, pink tips. Rebecca still felt the overwhelming pulses of pleasure running through her hips whenever Steph rammed into their pussies together. Her teased twat kept twitching as the splashes of shower water and their mixed sexual fluids kept trickling down over her labia.

Through her hazy arousal, Rebecca recognized that the lockup was a losing battle. She gave one last rough tug on Stephanie's tits before running her hand down to her thigh. While she couldn't reach Stephanie's snatch through their intense grinding, she was able to firmly grasp Stephanie's thigh and lift up on it sharply. Steph gasped and held onto Rebecca for balance, barely keeping from falling to the shower's floor. The tattooed woman's fingers slapped against her pussy, getting a sudden squeak out of the redhead before she fell the rest of the way to her knees.

"Gotcha, sugartits," Rebecca gloated, grabbing at Stephanie's hands to keep her down. That worked in part, but Stephanie was able to lift her upper body up off the ground. Rebecca had spread her legs to try to mount the downed sexfighter, but the redhead swiftly slammed her lips into the green-haired girl's pussy. Steph instantly went to work with her mouth and tongue, leaving Rebecca unable to do anything but moan and grab at her hair.

Rebecca grabbed at the anything for balance, but the watery walls gave little leverage. Stephanie held onto her legs and pressed her face and arms into the green-haired girl, pressing her counter-attack by burying her face into her soaking wet pussy. A line about carpet not matching the drapes felt appropriate, but Stephanie didn't dare risk losing her lip lock when she was this far behind in their sexual race.

Rebecca leaned back into the shower's walls, pulling uselessly at Stephanie's hair in what started to turn into stroking more than clawing. The redhead sucked and stroking at her pussy lips, parting her wider still and driving her tongue in deeper. She flexed and pressed her tongue around inside Rebecca, easily finding and flicking it against her clit. The tattooed woman's hands were committed to holding her against her crotch as the arousal overtook her, gasping and even humping Stephanie's face to encourage her to make her cum. Stuck precariously between the far wall and Stephanie's mouth, Rebecca's dam broke again as she gave a short, sharp cry as she came over the redhead's face. She slurped away at her snatch hungrily, sending even more powerful aftershocks through Rebecca's privates until Roxanne made them split up. Rebecca stared down at her with half-lidded eyes as Stephanie smirked back at her and spit out a mix of shower water and her opponent's cum.

"I'm catching up quick. Think that soft pussy of yours can take another one of those?" Steph gloated as she shifted back to the other side of the shower. She moved slowly and purposefully, trying to hide the fact that her own pussy was already throbbing and tingled just from walking. Both girls could tell: things were going to end soon.

Some of the soapy foam still trickling down their skin, Roxy motioned for them to start again. Stephanie had expected Rebecca to be slow and cautious like she was, given that she'd just orgasmed, but as exhausted as she was, she seemed to be equally fired up. The tattooed fighter slammed her chest into Stephanie's catching her by surprise as their sensitive tits mashed together. While both gasped in their mixed arousal and pain, Rebecca rode her momentum to trap Stephanie against the wall farthest from the shower head. Rebecca instantly trapped her wrists against the linoleum and started sucking on her neck as she ground their pussies together.

"Oh, you jolly green bitch!" Stephanie moaned, but she felt the tightening of her throat just make it easier for Rebecca to suck and lick more firmly, leaving dark hickies in her wake. Her tattooed assailant chuckled and made moans of her own, sending tingling vibrations up her neck.

Steph finally brought herself to fight back by squeezing Rebecca's breasts and pushing back hard. The green-haired girl stumbled and fell onto her ass, but it wasn't for Stephanie to move in on. She grabbed the remaining bottle of conditioner and squeezed it out, spraying Rebecca like a hair-strengthening moneyshot. The surprisingly cool substance made the downed girl gasp before Stephanie grabbed and pulled her leg out, starting to rapidly and firmly finger her. Rebecca started to groan, but she was still fired up as she pulled Stephanie's leg and brought her down to her level.

"Don't go turning me on and then expect me to switch off," Rebecca warned as she started wrestling with Stephanie for better reach on her pussy. They twisted themselves out of the way and pulled on the other's legs and hair for the right angle, but with them both after the same thing it was proving difficult. Rebecca was the one to cut off their mutual wild goose chase by grabbing Steph by the hips and holding her to the shower's floor, proceeding to start tribbing their parted pussies together.

"Ohhhh, you slutty bitch," Stephanie moaned, arching her back under her. The conditioner was all over their skin by now, making any attempt to rise or escape extra difficult as if they were oil wrestling. She slapped and tugged on Rebecca's breasts, trying to distract and arouse her while she went humping back. The angle was too much for the redhead, and Steph was still fighting one more orgasm than Rebecca was.

"Come on, fuckslut," Rebecca grunted with a wicked grin on her face. "I can feel that clitty throbbing. Give us a big wet one and call it quits." Rebecca soon started trying to wriggle free rather than fight back, her pussy feeling so intensely aroused that it hurt.

"Fuck... you... AOOOHHHHHH!" Steph started to shake violently under Rebecca, her dominant thrusting overwhelming her. The redhead was launched into a wild orgasm, unable to shut her gaping mouth even when she was done screaming with pleasure. Rebecca kept her pinned, riding her out until Roxy made the call to pull out. Rebecca slid over on her knees, breathing heavily but grinning hungrily as if waiting for more. Steph couldn't even get to her knees, breathing heavily as her breasts bounced around on her chest.

When she didn't rise quickly enough, Roxy made the call to go ahead anyway. Stephanie tried to crawl away and out of the shower, but Rebecca was quick to grab her hair and force her to stand on her shaky legs. "Show's not over yet, pretty girl," Rebecca cooed to her as she forced her legs apart. "Let's give them some more. I can keep going all night."

Thinking she could hear the faintest sound of the girls cheering from the other rooms, Stephanie remained powerless to stop her as Rebecca shoved her fingers into her pussy from behind. Her other hand variously pulled at her hair and spanked her ass while pressing her tits and face against the shower door. Her slick skin squeaked across the glass while Rebecca skillfully spread and stroked her pussy. It wasn't long before she'd trapped Steph's clit between two fingers, pumping her digits to stroke it on either side. Steph was too weak and aroused to resist as she was forced to squirt her latest orgasm all over the bottom half of the shower door. She moaned and shrieked as she slapped her hand rapidly against the glass.

"Steph, can you go on?" Roxy pried, and the redhead shook her head no.

"Fuck! Ohhh fuck, noooo! I give! Get her off me! Get her out of me!" Stephanie moaned. Her clit felt redhot, like it would never stop throbbing. She couldn't imagine another orgasm

Rebecca slid open the shower door, leaving Stephanie propped up against the other half of the glass looking like a mounted trophy. Rebecca let her go and raised her fists triumphantly, Roxy taking one to help hold it up. "Your winner is Rebecca!" she told one of the webcams.

Sunday, June 11, 2017

Yuri Sumo Love (original)

So here's something I wrote based on an old roleplay I did; a pair of sumo wrestling high schoolers (200+ lbs, nothing too outlandish) in a world where female sumo is very popular. They clash and fall for each other hard, but still want to be the other. So begins an indulgant, obsessive relationship between the two, wanting to be both lovers and rivals as they deal with their urge to snuggle as much as the want to beat the daylights out of the other and establish their dominance.
More of this stuff as usual on the Patreon


Sakura knew that this was a big match for the sumo wrestling club. Her team had been tearing through their district and were well on their way to regionals. Hikamaru High School was well known for their status among the sumo competitions, and this year was going ot be no different. They just needed one more win against Daimura High, and lucky for them Sakura was club's head, star fighter, and the last fighter to compete today. She was a very pudgy girl, something that might have gotten her ridiculed a few years before. With the rise of women's sumo, it was an asset more than anything as she was instantly scouted by the team when she joined the school's ranks. She had big green eyes and bright pink hair that curled just above her broad shoulders. Her rose cheeks smiled as she stepped into the round, empty ring, stomping hard to make her bare breasts and belly wobbled. The school didn't adhere to every little rule of sumo, but they hold them to the key tradition: the girls always fought in nothing but the mawashi, or "sumo thong" as some of the girls liked to playfully call it. It fit snugly between her soft cheeks and groin; always better to be too tight than too loose, because exposing yourself in the middle of a fight was a lot worse than being slightly uncomfortable.
As she stepped into the simple arena, the bleachers full of cheering students from both schools, Sakura wouldn't consider that Sumomo was in a very similar position. Daimura High were the aces of the sumo world as well, and frequent rivals to Hikamaru. Sumomo was another round young woman, built wide and soft at a little over 200 lbs. She had straight blonde hair that ended a bit below her broad shoulders, and bright blue eyes that showed her mixed Western/Japanese heritage. She had just transferred to the school and club, but she had been training in sumo under her father for most of her teens. She impressed the Daimura team so much that she was appointed the team strategist and their ace in the hole, one of the biggest girls on any of the competing teams.
It was why Sumomo smiled widely to see Sakura across the ring from her. Not only was she the one girl between her and winning their whole contest, but she looked like an actual challenge. Sakura Sumomo had tossed around and slammed down thinner and weaker girls all along the way to this match, and someone who not only looked comparable in skill and strength, but even had a similar build to them got them excited... in a number of ways. Sakura saw Sumomo's cute, chubby-cheeked smile, but she also saw a slightly sadistic twist to it in her eyes.
"You're not getting past me, blondie," Sumomo declared, running her hands over her proudly round chest and belly.
"I don't have to," Sakura grinned back. "I just need to get on top of you, ya pink-haired pig."
Sumomo smiled a bit wider, as if pleased to find Sakura was her equal at trash talk as well as sheer girth. The referee waved a hand for them to begin and the heavy girls charged for each other like a pair of chubby mountain goats. Sakura threw a palm strike at Sumomo's face, intending to put her off balance, but the blonde dodged her head around it. Sumomo tried to thrust her own hands into the plateau of Sakura's chest, but the pink fighter swung her other meaty arm across her front. It steps into Sumomo's wrists, knocking the hands aside but unable to stop the charging opponent.
The two girls collided with a fleshy slap, an entirely new sensation for the both of them. Sakura felt herself jiggle against her opponent rather than sending her flying off her feet like most girls she'd faced before. Sumomo's belly rippled against her own in a strange sort of rhythm, making their breasts mash together and rub together. The surprisingly intimate contact had Sakura's nipples harden, just to find them grazing against Sumomo's in the middle of the match.
Undeterred, Sumomo grabbed her opponent by the belt of her mawashi and pulled sharply to one side. For all her strength, Sakura hardly budged, her own bulk preventing Sakura from moving her too far. Sakura thrust her hips forward, pressing her hefty body into Sumomo's even harder. The blonde budged back an inch or two, but she proved similarly solid in her stance and size.
"Go down," Sakura growled, pushing her tree trunk leg between Sumomo's and trying to use it to trip her. Sumomo just leaned into Sakura, moving one hand to grab her meaty breast like a handle and using the pink fighter's own girth for balance. The end result just ended with them being tangled even closer, with Sakura's knee rubbing against Sumomo's crotch.
The blonde's cheeks grew pink, whether from exhaustion, embarrassment, or excitement. The girls weren't used to matches going on this long, since sumo bouts tended to be quick and rough. They were building up a thick sweat trying to budge their rival, mashed so close to each other that they could not only smell the other girl but feel their sweat running to mix with their own between the curves and folds of their bellies and breasts.
Sumomo grit her teeth until she drooled trying to push back into Sakura, driven on by her pride and competitive nature as well as the cheers and shouts of her team and the crowd. It made her stomach ache to meet Sakura in the belly to belly duel, the soft flesh locking and grinding together as if it were trying to merge them together into one.
A sort of outrage grew in the back of Sakura's head. She was supposed to be the biggest and the strongest, not her! “Go down, bitch!" Sakura growled bitterly. She held onto Sumomo's waist while her hand shoved up into the blonde's chin, forcing her panting mouth shut and her neck painfully upward. Sumomo held onto Sakura with a death grip, even digging her nails into one of the folds of Sakura's stomach and squeezing to send a vengeful pain through her guts. Sumomo pulled and lifted as Sakura's belt to try to throw her off, but it just wedged the silky garment up deeper into her crevices as the two girls jiggling and ground into each other.
It struck Sumomo that she'd met an equal. Not just a close fight, but someone who seemed to match her inch for inch. Her muscles ached and her breasts and belly were being crushed between them, but Sakura's own straining face told her that she was going through the same thing. The chubby folds ground sweaty flesh together, irritating their skin with red marks as they pushed and clawed at anything they could reach. Sakura pulled down on Sumomo's hair while Sumomo changed her stance to squeeze and pull at her foe's plump bottom. They were hurting each other, but wearing themselves out and being hurt at the same rate.
It was Sumomo who thought to break the standoff first. She refused to back down, so retreating wasn't the plan at all, but she didn't want to lose the last of her strength just to discover that Sakura could outlast her by a split second. She looped her chubby leg around Sakura's and used the last of her strength to tip her over sideways by throwing herself in the same direction. Sumomo tried to angle her body to make Sakura land first, the only real thing that mattered in the end with a sumo match; the first one to touch the ground with anything but their feet or step outside the ring lost.
But Sakura figured out what she was doing almost as quick as she'd started. Sakura couldn't prevent the fall, but she poured her significant weight into it to try overcoming Sumomo''s leverage with her own to let the blonde crash down first instead of her. It left the two free falling out of the ring, dropping the few feet until they slammed into the matted floor outside facing each other.
"Draw! Daimura and Hikamaru are tied!"
"WHAT!?" Sakura and Sumomo boosted themselves up looking back at the judge. There was a lot of shocked shouts from the crowd, and bickering from both of the schools' teams, but the referee was unmoving on his call. They had landed on their sides, still clenched together when their love handles had bumped into the mats. Sumomo turned to Sakura. Neither had lost in their entire time on their respective teams, and the vacant stares showed they weren't sure how to feel about it. Sakura finally brought herself to her feet, heading back towards her teammates. They were quick to console her, argue the decision, and trash talk Sumomo, but Sakura found it hard to keep her eyes off the evenly matched blonde.
Sumomo went through a similar treatment, assuring the girls that she was fine. Just a little banged up. She went right to the locker room to strip out of her sweaty mawashi and slip into one of the shower stalls. The short but intense fight had left Sumomo exhausted and sweaty, and the hot water poured its cleansing sting over her various scratches and scrapes. She started to scrub down her long hair and big body when a knock came at the door of the stall.
"I'm in here!" Sumomo called back over the open top of the door.
"Good," Sakura answered.
Sumomo paused at the sound of her voice speaking to her for the first time without a taunt or a curse behind it. She stopped cleaning herself as the water ran over her mountainous breasts and round belly. "Oh... it's you..."
"Yea." Sakura sat her wide body down on the bench near the showers, already in her bra and panties from her changing room. The rest of the team had gone ahead to get dressed, allowing the two captains to clean up, but Sakura had slipped over to the locker room being used by Sumomo's team. "That was a pretty crazy match, huh?"
"Yea," Sumomo agreed, matching Sakura's hesitant tone. "You okay?"
"I'm a little beat up. I'd say I've had worse from a match before, but..."
"Yea, me neither. You were... really good."
"You were great," Sakura agreed. She wasn't sure what else to say. She hadn't felt this way before with anyone else. Matching strength and nearly naked bodies together like that was so exciting, unsure if she would win or lose for the first time in ages. It was a feeling she exclusively shared with Sumomo, the only girl she'd consider a rival or...
Sakura was always a girl of action more than words. She finally sat up and stepped out of her panties, opening the shower door. Sumomo looked surprised, but made no move to stop her as Sakura squeezed her way in with her. The stall was built for a normal sized person, so Sumomo didn't have a ton of room to move inside; the two of them together made them mash up against her former foe. The feeling was familiar as their slippery breasts and hanging bellies rubbed together, but now they were away from prying eyes, and wearing even less clothing. Sakura moved in closer to her, breasts and bellies molding together again before Sakura leaned in and passionately kissed Sumomo with her wet, hungry mouth.
Sumomo gasped softly against Sakura's lips, but made no motion to stop her advances. The blonde leaned one arm on the wall of the shower, allowing Sakura to start ravishing her with her hands and lips. The pink-haired girl's fingers buried into Sumomo's sides and ass, molding the spongy flesh warmed by the shower. Sumomo accepted the primal show of affection before she finally brought up her hands to cup and squeeze Sakura's heavy breasts. She kissed at the wide areola and fat nipples that grew harder with every touch before she sucked noisily on one of them.
Sakura gave a loud moan, finally alone with her perfect rival. The chubby blonde was a treasure for her to admire, her hands probing at every yielding lump of fat and hard chords of firm muscle lying underneath. Everything about her felt big and beautiful. Sakura just wanted to explore every inch of this mysterious new girl that had entered her life and thrown everything out of sorts. She wanted to know how she smelled and tasted, and the sounds she could get her to make.
Sumomo let out a soft but high-pitched coo as Sakura ran her hands down the blonde's belly and over her dense thighs. She was the star of her club and the biggest girl in her school, so no one she knew would touch her like this. While seen as something of a stone giantess in a fight, she was her daddy's sweet creampuff out of the ring. She had wanted to see what Sakura could do, and being pinned against the wall of the stall while the hands as strong as her own exploring her folds and curves felt like just what she needed.
The sumo students' passionate makeout session soon had Sakura's fingers sliding under Sumomo's gut. They brushed past the short, damp bush to dip between Sumomo's pussy lips. The blonde parted her chunky thighs to let her in, finding her feminine folds to be as warm and wet as the shower itself. Sumomo pressed her wide hips into Sakura's hand, but took her by the hair to pull her into more noisy, greedy kisses.
"You're so sexy," Sakura whispered to her sudden lover as her fingers spread out Sumomo's nethers. She began stroking two of her digits inside the blonde's snatch, staring obsessively up at her to watch every reaction in her jiggling body and contorting face.
"You're beautiful... so strong," Sumomo purred, belly bouncing slightly as she humped against Sakura's fingers. "Almost as strong as me... I love it."
Sakura kept up her fingers as she smirked up at her. She bit at one of Sakura's huge tits, right next to the hard little nipple capping off her mammary. "Almost? You wish," she chuckled softly as she tugged on the nipple with her teeth. "I'd tear you apart in a real fight?"
"I would looove to see you try," Sumomo cooed, drooling from both of her sets of lips as Sakura's fingers massaged her intimates. Being fucked by the girl she'd only met in the ring felt so dirty, and it was wilder than anything she had experienced. She was still just getting over the high of the fight when Sakura had shown up to share her body once again. Sumomo drew her fingers along Sakura's face gently. "I'd fuck you up good and then ride on that bruised up pretty face."
"That you, Sumo girl?" This time, both Sakura and Sumomo froze. It was the voice of Kuroko, Sumomo's teammate that had returned to the locker room. Sumomo shared a glance with her secret lover. If the teams found out that they had just tied in a match and then got caught having sex in the showers, it would definitely send the wrong kind of message. Messages that included the words "threw the fight" and "sabotage" and "traitor."
"Yea, it's me," Sumomo managed, even if she had to clear her throat first.
"Ah, cool. Tough break, huh?"
"Yea, um... it's okay. We'll get em next time," Sumomo insisted. She looked down at Sakura and stroked her wet pink hair. Sakura smiled up at her before she started to softly suck on Sumomo's nipple. The blonde gasped but bit her lip to try to keep her aroused noises under wraps. She shook her head at Sakura, not wanting to get caught like this, but the pink rival smiled and started to finger Sumomo once again.
Kuroko went on as she went through a locker. "So you doing anything tonight? The girls were talking about going for barbecue tonight if you were free."
Sumomo's eyes bounced between Sakura and the door of her shower. Why was Kuroko still here?! "I uh... I might be busy tonight. Dad's cooking and-" Sakura's probing fingers lifter Sumomo's gut and got her at an angle where she could push against the edge of the blonde's clitoris. She broke her excuse to whisper a "Ohhh, fuck," as quietly as she could manage. "And... uhn... and he wants me home early..."
"Ah, okay," Kuroko said. Sakura moved Sumomo around the narrow stall, squashing their bodies around without removing her hand from Sumomo's pussy. Sakura ended up behind the blonde, hugging around her belly while she kissed her neck and jawline. One hand cupped and pushed up into Sumomo's tender and swollen clit, while the other roamed around to worship Sakura's big belly and breasts.
"Maybe tomorrow?" Sumomo squeaked, getting Sakura's low chuckle in her ear. Sumomo's pink-haired tormenter loved how her soft butt jiggled against her crotch in this position.
"Sounds good," Kuroko agreed. "Don't sweat it, though, okay? That pink piglet ain't got nothin on you, right?"
A gentle laugh tickled Sumomo's ear again. Sakura gave some soft piggy noises for the blonde before nibbling her ear. She stepped up her fingering game as she started to roll her fingertips around the hardening bud within her pussy.
"Yea!" Sumomo squeaked again. She was biting her lip to try to keep from releasing a screaming orgasm while her friend was a dozen yards away. She was fighting her own instincts as much as she was Sakura's fingers, and she hoped that the damp squishing noise of her sexual juices would be mistaken for just some intense scrubbing.
"Alright, seeya then. Don't have too much fun without me." They heard the door shut, and the red-faced Sumomo tensed up. She held her breath to make sure there weren't any more footsteps, then let it all out in a huge grunt that sprayed saliva of her breasts and chin. Her pussy clenched around Sakura's fingers while she squirted out the biggest orgasm of her life. A quick but solid spurt of her cum gushed over Sakura's hand as she kept pumping, seeing that the Sumomo was tended to until she was done humping, gasping and wailing through the euphoria. Sakura loved how the other girl jiggled sharply against her front, holding her tightly by the crotch and breast as she held her through the impromptu orgasm.
"There's a good girl," Sakura giggled in her ear. Sumomo leaned limply back against her, moaning and pawing at her recent lover's hips. The blonde leaned back to kiss Sakura softly, still dizzied and her chunky legs weak from her fresh spurt of cum. "Call me sometime and we can do this again..."
Sakura started to slide out from behind Sumomo, but the blonde caught her by the hair and pushed her against one of the walls. The combined weight of the girls rattled the stall, Sakura gasping as her breasts mashed against the cool material. She braced her hands against the wall to try to straighten herself, but Sumomo grabbed her hips as her own big body prevented her from turning around at all.
"You're not going anywhere yet," Sumomo purred, dropping to her chubby knees as the water continued to pour over both of their backs. "Not until I get my payback." Sumomo kneaded the pink-haired girl's bottom, bouncing her smooth and soft cheeks around before she shoved her face in between them, kissing noisily before she buried her tongue inside. Sumomo wasn't one to let a grudge go easily, but she certainly wasn't one to let a favor go unreturned either.
Sakura gasped as the blonde ate out her chubby ass, snaking her thick, strong arms around her waist. She couldn't reach all the way around her wide body, just kneading Sakura's soft stomach like a simple act of admiration and praise. Sumomo was pleased to find her former rival's ass to have a strange but not truly foul taste. It wasn't that it was perfectly clean from the sweat of the match so much as she found herself enjoying the strange and natural flavor. And the way that Sakura moaned from the hungry attention from the subby sumo told her it was appreciated.
"Ohhh, you ass-licking slut! No fair!" Sakura hissed, biting her lip as she looked over her shoulder with her chubby cheek against the wall. Sumomo just looked back up at her, batting her eyes like a proud puppy looking for approval. "Mmmf... you're just lucky you're so good at it, so I can't stay mad at that."
Sumomo gave a loud, slurping lick between her cheeks as if to prove Sakura's statement, creating a shiver that made the pink-haired sumo's whole body jiggle. Sumomo giggled and repeated the long licks, burying her face in the soft fat of Sakura's rear to stuff her tongue in deeper. As Sumomo ate on, she slid her hands down the chunky thighs of her lover, urging them apart. She withdrew one hand to slide straight under Sakura's legs and thrust three fingers inside the pink-bushed pussy right against her clit. Sakura gave a huge gasp, almost cumming on the spot from the sudden intrusion from the strong fingers. Her wet hands ran down the smooth surface of her wall with a loud squeaking affect, one of them latching onto Sumomo's hair to pull her deeper into her flabby ass.
"Deeper... harder... oh god, you're such a good slut," she panted, grinding her ass up and down on Sumomo's face as she helpfully licked and sucked all the sweat and shower water from her cheeks and anus. Sakura pelted her new lover and former enemy with more lusty praise and filthy pet names until Sumomo pinched two strong fingers together around her clit, gently jerking at it in tiny, rapid motions. At that point, Sakura felt ready to melt, leaning completely on the wall and sticking her ass out as she moaned nonsensically, drooling down the walls of the shower. Even among the steady flow of the water, Sumomo could both feel and hear the thick splash of her partner's cream when Sakura's jiggling thighs parted and squirted over her hand and the floor of the shower.
Sakura looked back with half-lidded eyes as Sumomo withdrew her hand from her, just to suck the honey from her fingers like a chubby little bear cub. Sakura smiled warmly at the sight, finally squeezing her body against Sumomo's enough to turn around and lean over, kissing her on the mouth to swap the tastes of each other's juices in a sick but addictive cocktail.
"Is it possible to love you so hard that I hate you again?" Sakura muttered to her softly as the naked girls floated in the afterglow of their dirty lovemaking.
"I've never felt so... so MUCH for somebody before," Sumomo confessed. I really...
"You're so special and strong, but I want to... I want to do EVERYTHING to you. I want to taste you, and love you, and... and beat the shit out of you to prove I'm the stronger than you."
"Well that's too bad. I'll take the first two, but no way you can beat me. Today you got lucky, but I'll beat you at anything you can name."
"Boxing," Sumomo replied instantaneously.
"Yup. Wrestling?" Sakura retorted.
"I'd squash you in any ring. Streetfight?"
"I'd dent the pavement with that pretty face," Sakura said with a dreamy sigh as if she were talking about their wedding night. "Anything... just anything I can do to you... I want it. Whether I'm holding you or digging fists into you, I want to touch you all over."
Sumomo giggled and gently bit on Sakura's lip. Sakura purred softly from the teasing nibble, but Sumomo bit down hard enough that Sakura thought she broke the skin before she let go. "Is it possible to be someone's girlfriend and also their rival?" she giggled.
"I sure as fuck hope so," Sakura smiled, groping Sumomo's big ass as their wet bellies cuddled against each other like old lovers themselves. "Because we're going to try."
"How about this weekend?" Sumomo offered anxiously. "We can go out to eat, maybe see a movie... and punch the piss out of each other before I fuck my bruised little loser right in the ring."
"Swap those roles and I'm in," Sakura grinned back confidently, smiling so wide in excitement that her cheeks hurt. "My mom's got a gym, and I know a great buffet I like to raid when I'm putting on weight for the league."
"Then it's a date," Sumomo chimed happily, nuzzling her nose against Sakura's in a playful show of affection. "And it's a fight."
“Yea. See you there, sexy!”