It was late on a Friday evening when Janet’s old Dodge pulled into the driveway of the remote country home. It had been a hard week, and Janet was looking forward to
a long, lazy, weekend with her lover of three years, Anne. Climbing out of the old car, Janet couldn’t help but notice the dusty Plymouth Fury parked in the front yard. Anne’s car was no where it sight.
“Anne is going to be pissed when she comes back and finds that old car parked on her grass”, Janet thought to herself.
Climbing the steps of the front porch, Janet couldn’t help but feel a sense of dark forboding. Anne’s house was pitch black and had an almost sinister air of waiting about it. Trying the front door, it opened easily.
Stepping inside, she stood in the dark hallway and called out quietly, “Anne”, but no answer came. Hesitating for a moment, she noticed a dim light coming from the back of the house, the room Anne used for a den. Closing the door behind her, Janet walked softly to the door and pushed it open. “Anne”, she repeated.
The old den was as Janet remembered it. An overstuffed couch and two chairs surrounding a giant white fur rug. In front of the rug was an ancient stone fireplace. Even now a small fire blazed in the grill, its yellow light dancing off the dark pine panels on the walls.
Stepping into the den, Janet called out, “Anne are you in here”?
A soft voice answered her from the shadows, “Anne isn’t here tonight.”
Janet jumped nervously and then whirled to face the slim figure she now preceived lounging in one of the large chairs. “Who in the hell are you”, Janet asked sharply.
The figure stood and came forward, slowly revealed in the dim, flickering, light. A tall statuesque woman, with long blonde hair and eyes like green fire. “I’m Gabriel. Surely Anne must have mentioned me to you, after all, she and I have been lovers since even before the two of you met”, the woman replied with a small cold smile.
“I’ve heard of you”, Janet responded, her nerves still jumpy from the sudden shock of this unexpected confrontation.Slowly Janet let her eyes travel over the woman, she had
always quietly hated. Her elusive rival, the mysterious Gabriel.
Gabriel was tall and slim, with small firm breasts and long shapely legs. She had a model’s features, trim and attractive with high cheekbones and large green eyes. Dressed in a short clinging blue dress, her eyes seemed to be laughing now. Taunting her rival for Anne’s love.
Gabriel could not help but gaze over Janet as well. After years of sharing a mutual lover, she had a firm image of her rival in her mind. Janet looked much as she expected, but even better. Long black hair hanging down in ebony cascades. Full pendulous breasts riding high over generous hips and shapely thighs. She had only thought she hated this woman until now. Seeing her standing in Anne’s den dressed in a simple, but revealing black dress, Gabriel knew that nothing would satisfy her rage until this woman lay vanquished and humiliated beneath her.
Turning Gabriel walked over the couch. Sitting, she leaned over and picked up a glass of wine, taking her time and letting Janet have a long, lingering view of her small but well formed breasts.
“I sent Anne away tonight”, she said. “I thought it was time you and I finally met. I took the liberty of opening a bottle of wine, will you join me in a glass?”
“Yes”, Janet replied, finally finding her voice again.
Walking across the room, Janet sat on the couch, staring at her rival’s long crossed legs for a second, before bending forward and pouring herself a glass.
“So! Just exactly what did you want to talk about”, Janet asked as she sipped from her glass.
“My aren’t you the cool one”, Gabriel replied, “Lets see, we could talk about the stock market, or the weather, or about you fucking my girlfriend for the last three years. What subject would you perfer”, Gabriel smirked, as her eyes, wandered over Janet’s pale cleavage.
“How can I put this politely”, she continued. “I don’t like to share.”
“Neither do I”, Janet replied, “but what made you suddenly change you mind now. It doesn’t seem to have bothered you before.”
“Not true! It’s always bothered me, it’s just that I never wanted to upset Anne by forcing her to choose between us.
“And now”, Janet replied.
“Now I have decided that I don’t want to wait anymore. Anne is simply too nice to ever tell you that your not wanted anymore. So tonight I’m here to tell you for her.”
“I don’t believe you”, Janet replied. “I know Anne and I know that it’s me she wants, not you. You’re fooling yourself if you believe otherwise.”
Putting down her glass, Janet rose from the couch and walked to the fireplace, leaning against the mantle as she gazed back at Gabriel.
“I think you should know”, Janet continued, “that I won’t give Anne up. I’ll do whatever I have to do to keep her. Anything!”
Rising, Gabriel place her glass on the table and walked over to the fireplace. Standing very close to her rival, she gazed into the brunette’s eyes and said almost teasingly, “anything?”
“If your asking if I’ll fight you for her, the answer is yes”, Janet replied as she reached out, gripped the blonde by one shoulder.
Shrugging her hand away, Gabriel turned and walked away, only to spin back around and face her once again.
“You say you’ll fight for her, but will you fuck for her?”
“What are you talking about”, Janet replied, caught off guard by the strange question.
“As much as it would please me to scratch that pretty little face of yours all up, it wouldn’t settle anything now would it”, Gabriel responded.
“You’d just keep coming back whether you won or lost. I know I would. We’re not here to determine who is the better fighter, the question is who is the better lover. Anne will chose the better lover in the end anyway. We can determine that here tonight, if we please. It’s not your nails that I question Janet dear, it’s your passion that I challenge.”
Stepping closer again, Grabriel stared deep into Janet’s eyes, then reaching lower, she gripped the hem of her dress and slowly pulled it higher until her bare thighs where completely exposed in the flickering light. Holding the dress up with one hand, she reached down with the other and carefully tugged the crotch of her white lace panties aside, revealing her pale blonde bush and tight pink sex.
“You’re woman enough to fight me with your fists”, Gabriel continued in a whisper, “are you woman enough to bare yourself to me and meet in sexual battle for the lover we both desire?”
Janet stood frozen for a moment, shocked by the boldness of this woman, then slowly her hands dropped until they found the edge of her skirt and raised it up. Fumbling with her free hand, she pinched the crotch of her black panties between thumb and forefinger and pulled it aside. Baring her thick dark bush and full sex, to the cool night air and the devouring eyes of her foe. In a voice both remote and detached from herself, she answered Gabriel’s question with a single word, “Yes”.
Releasing the hem of her dress, Gabriel stepped back. Turning to the couch, she reached behind a pillow and pulled an object out before turning and dropping it on the carpet between them.
Janet looked down and gasped, as she saw the large black two-headed dildo lying on the white carpet, like some giant engorged snake.
Slowly, Gabriel turned to face Janet and began to walk towards her. Janet stepped away from the mantle and moved to meet her. Stopping only inches apart, the two rivals for the affection of a common lover, faced each other hands on their hips. Gabriel’s green eyes, bored into Janet’s
hazel ones, as they stared coldly at each other, their hands curling into claws with their desire to slash and tear at each other. Both hesitated now, reluctant to begin this delicate struggle. Finally, Gabriel made the first move.
Reaching forward, she touched Janet on the lightly on the shoulder, watching her rival jump at this first soft contact. Moving closer, she ran her hand down Janet’s arm, stroking her gently as Gabriel moved closer still. Suddenly they were chest to chest, breasts brushing lightly together
through the thin material of their dresses. Reaching up with her other hand, Gabriel stroked Janet’s curly black hair, before pulling her face closer for a soft but powerful kiss. As their lips meet, Janet’s body shakes as the tender contact stirs powerful emotions deep inside of her. As Gabriel’s arms slowly begin to enfold her, Janet realizes, that the fight for Anne has begun.
Reaching out, Janet embraces her rival. One arm slipping around Gabriel’s narrow waist, while the other hand drops lower, to cup one firm buttock. Pressing herself into the willowy blonde, Janet let’s her passion flow, working her lips lightly over Gabriel’s mouth as the tip of her tongue begins to worry the edge of Gabriel’s still closed lips.
Gabriel’s mouth opens and their tongues meet, soft and moist, aggressive as they press against each other and then past each other, each exploring the other’s mouth. Breath comes fast as hands begin to stroke and caress, sliding under skirts and down past necklines as the two women begin to fondle each other. Starting to move in a small circle, they stumble and break apart for a second.
Smiling Gabriel kicks off her heels and holds her arms out in open invitation. Janet kicks her shoes off as well and steps forward again, flowing into her rival’s arms. The dance continues as bodies press now tightly together. Lips find lips and tongues find tongues as fingers pluck
and tease. Standing in front of the fireplace the two women embrace like long lost lovers. Bodies swaying slightly as they strain together.
Gripping her rival about the waist, Janet begins to slowly rub her thigh up the outside of the blonde’s long left leg. Skirts ride higher and higher as she rubs her firm leg over the blonde’s shapely thigh. With a light hiss, Gabriel responds, her fingers plucking at the zipper on the back of Janet’s dress until it finally gives…….zipppppp!
Reaching down, Janet seizes the hem of Gabriel’s dress in both hands and lifts it. Raising it up until Gabriel has no choice but to stand still and let Janet strip it from her, right over her head.
Stepping in again, Gabriel, grips Janet’s dress by the shoulders and works it down until the dress drops to the floor with a whisper. Standing now in nothing but bra and panties, the two women glare at each other with hate and envy as their bodies slowly twist together in a dance of
lust and war.
Reaching up, Gabriel seizes the cups of Janet’s bra and pushs up until Janet’s large pale breasts spill out the bottom. Shoving the bra up and out of the way, Gabriel grabs Janet’s breasts in both hands and begins to squeeze and pinch them lightly, smiling as Janet’s moans softly under her assault.
Retaliating, Janet reaches behind Gabriel and opens the clasp on her bra, letting it slip forward until Gabriel’s small, firm breasts are exposed. Reaching up, Janet pinches Gabriel’s large pink nipples before running her thumbs over their hardening tips. Gabriel squirms in her grasp, mouth open in a silent cry of pleasure.
Clutching Janet around the waist, Gabriel slides one hand down Janet’s firm belly and down deep into her panties. Long, slender fingers make their way through Janet’s dense
pubic hair, until they find her warm, soft sex. Standing on tip toe, Janet gasps as Gabriel’s fingers begin to slowly stroke and rub, smooth and tease, first circling Janet’s delicate clit and then plunging down to rub across her dampening vaginal lips.
Catching her breath, Janet pulls her rival closer, gripping her by one firm butt cheek as she slips her own fingers down into Gabriel’s tiny black panties. Practiced fingers discover her enemy’s own sensitive clit and quickly stroke it into raging stiffness.
Shuddering in each other’s grip, they stagger back and forth across the carpetting, clutching sweat soaked bodies, as they fight to work their fingers deeper inside each other’s panties. Moans of pleasure mix with snarls of rage as they battle back and forth in front of the flickering fireplace. Slitted eyes and bared teeth attest to their fury as each struggles to force the other to the brink of orgasm and beyond.
Removing her hand from Gabriel’s panties, Janet reaches up and shoves her rival hard, forcing her back and away. Enraged, Gabriel rushes forward and pushes Janet back, knocking her back several steps.
“What’s the matter, Whore”, Gabriel sneers, “had enough now? Are you ready to admit I’m the better woman and just slink away?”
“You’re fucking dreaming, you crazy Bitch”, Janet replied with a hiss. “I’m not going anywhere until I hear you whimper like the little slut I know you are. I just think it’s time we made this a little…easier.”
Reaching back, Janet pops the snap on her bra and removes it, flinging it into the darkness. “Come on you cheap little Whore, let’s get NAKED and DO IT!”
Reaching lower, Janet slips her panties over her broad hips and lets them drop to her ankles before kicking them aside. Standing there naked, with her hands on her hips, and her legs spread wide, Janet stares at Gabriel, challenging Gabriel with her eyes, to bare herself.
Smiling evilly now, Gabriel responds by slipping the tangling bra off of her sweat slicked boobs. Dropping it, she reaches down and works the little panties off over her hips, dropping them, before stepping forward.
“You wanted me naked, well now I’m NAKED, come and get it you big titted CUNT!”, Gabriel screams as she lunges forward.
Janet leaps to meet her and the two warring women slam together chest to chest and breast to breast. Staggering across the carpet, they clutch at each other, pulling hair and screaming in both lust and hate. Fighting for advantage, they stumble back and forth, thighs bulging with effort, toes digging into the thick carpetting as boobs rub and slap together.
Spinning on one heel, Janet turns and slams Gabriel up against the nearest wall. Reaching down, she quickly plunges one hand between Gabriel’s sweating thighs and forces two fingers up and into the blonde’s steaming twat. Gabriel shrieks as Janet’s fingers enter her, slipping past her quivering lips and sinking deep into her vagina.
“Like that don’t you, you little whore?”, Janet laughs as she watches Gabriel’s face contorting as her fingers begin to work back and forth inside the blonde.
Hooking one well curved leg behind her enemy’s thigh, Gabriel grabs a fist full of Janet’s hair, forcing her head back as the blonde’s other hand drops lower and forces a thumb inside Janet’s dripping snatch.
“You’re not the only girl that ever learned how to finger fuck”, Gabriel sneers as Janet’s body stiffens under her direct and sensual attack. “I’ve had better bitches than you in a two-dollar bar. You’ll be whimpering on the carpet before I’m through with you. You will! You will!” Gabriel screams as Janet’s fingers continue to work their will inside her.
Locked sweating body to sweating body, the two women continued to torture each other. Fingers pumping away as they cursed and spat at each other. Gabriel found the room to be suddenly very hot. The sweat running down her body matched only by the juices churning and surging inside her enflamed sex.
Janet gasped and shuddered again and again as she fought maddly to control the passion building inside of her. Gabriel’s fingers worked like magical wands, finding her every secret spot and stroking them one after the other to burning pleasure.
Clenched in desparate embrace the two women work on each other until both are in a seething frenzy. Suddenly Gabriel can stand it no more. Withdrawing her fingers from Janet’s dripping sex, she shoves the brunette hard, forcing her backwards until she falls to the soft carpet. Leaping upon her enemy, the two combatants, quickly lock their arms and legs around each other and begin a tangled battle on the floor, rolling slowly back and forth across the white rug.
“You’re lucky this isn’t a normal catfight”, Gabriel growls as she glares into Janet’s angry face. “I’d have scratched those pretty eyes of yours right OUT by now.”
“Oh yeah”, Janet’s replies in a husky whisper. “You think your woman enough to do that? I’d have ripped those nasty little tits of yours right OFF!”
“I’m woman enough to fuck you into the ground and claim Anne for myself”, Gabriel answers.
“Talk’s cheap Cunt, Prove it if you can.”
Reluctantly releasing each other, the two rival’s untangle and push themselves apart. Gasping for breath, they stare at each other, breasts heaving, as they both realize the moment of truth is at hand. Rolling onto her side, Gabriel stretches out and grabs the long, thick dildo. Dropping it on the carpet between them, as she struggles to a sitting position, legs spread wide.
“You think you can out FUCK me, well now’s the time to prove it”, Gabriel snarls. “Come on, you against me, CUNT to CUNT, until the loser cums.”
Spreading her legs, Janet began to inch forward. Gabriel moved to meet her. Closing, each slipped her right leg over her rival’s left, allowing the two women to flow together, their bodies intertwining. Reaching down, Gabriel took the long dildo in one hand and worked it inside of herself, lips pressed tight and teeth clenched as the dildo slipped within her. Janet took the other end of the dildo and worked the thick member into her cum soaked vagina. Sweat ran down between her hanging breasts as the dildo seated itself within her.
Finally they sat facing each other, the two-headed dong buried deeply inside their hot, dripping cunts. Separated by only eight inches of black plastic, the two rivals glared at each other, as sweat poured from their bodies and dripped to the carpet.
“This is it, Slut”, Gabriel sneered. “Just you and me now, WOMAN to WOMAN. I’m ready to start anytime you are, Whore!”
“Oh yeah”, Janet replied with an ugly growl, “Well there is just one other thing I need to do before we begin.”
“Oh what’s that?”
“Just this!”, Janet responded as she reached out and slapped Gabriel HARD across the face.
“Fucking Bitch!”, Gabriel screamed as she reached forward slapping Janet hard in return. Falling back onto her elbows, Gabriel wrapped her leg’s behind her enemy. Baring down on the dildo, she quickly tightened the muscles in her thighs and drove the dong deeper into Janet’s steaming snatch.
Arching her back, Janet hissed loudly as the dildo turned inside her. Curling her legs tightly around Gabriel, she retaliated, thrusting her hips hips forward as the dildo slid farther into the blonde’s wet pussy.
Gripping each other tightly with their legs, the two woman began struggling in ernest. Hips twisting and thrusting as the dildo moved with stops and jerks deeper and deeper into them. Rolling onto her side, Janet began to rock her pelvis back and forth as Gabriel arched off the floor and strove do drive the dildo down and into her foe.
Legs slipping over sweat slick bodies, fingers digging into the thick, white carpet, the two women battled each other, sex to sex. The visible part of the black dong grew smaller and smaller until finally, it vanished entirely.
Cunt to cunt once more, the brutal battle continued, as pubic bone slammed into pubic bone with jarring force. Vaginal lips smashed together, sliding wetly over each other as hard clits jabbed and thrust in a rhythmic duel.
Sitting up, the two rivals reached for each other, wrapping their arms around each other as they came together breast to breast. Pulling hair and cursing they fell to their sides, still thrusting the dildo back and forth, as they began to roll slowly over the carpet.
Forcing Janet onto her back, Gabriel glared down at her with angry eyes, as she asked, “how does if feel to be fucked like a common whore?” Pinning the struggling brunette, she pumped the dildo hard into her rival, again and again, smiling, as Janet grunted with each thrust and tried desperately to throw her off.
“After I finish fucking you, I’m going to fuck Anne, with this same dildo, and you won’t be around to stop me.”
“NEVER!”, Janet screamed as she planted her feet and rolled the blonde kicking onto her side.
Wrapping her arms tightly around Gabriel’s narrow waist, Janet crushed her to her chest, boobs slipping over and around each other as Janet forced Gabriel over and onto her back. Spreading her legs wide, Janet worked her hips in a slow roll, twisting the dildo inside the squirming blonde. Grunts mixed with breathless moans as Gabriel wrapped her legs around Janet’s waist, rocking the brunette back and forth in an attempt to escape.
The dildo felt like it was alive inside of her as the blonde struggled to throw off her sweating rival. Tit to tit, she thrust upwards, matching her enemy stroke for stroke as she battled to free herself.
Janet in turn lay heavily on the blonde, trying to keep up the fight as pleasure began to radiate within her, like the heat of a fire.
Jerking each other by the hair, the two women rolled onto their sides, legs twisting around each other as they sensed that the end was near. Gripping each other tightly, they stared deeply into each other’s eyes as they traded short, vicious thrusts of the dildo. Both hovered on the brink of orgasm, afraid to continue and afraid to stop. Each stroke could be the last and cost them the fight and the love of Anne.
The strokes came slower now, with long pauses between each, as both battled to control the passion raging inside them. Thrust…and pause. Thrust…and pause. It seemed to go on forever, as both women panted and moaned under the sensual assault. Suddenly, Gabriel could take no more and screamed in ecstasy and terrible loss.
Legs curling tightly around Janet, she was powerless to resist as the brunette rolled her onto her back and finished her off with several long, hard thrusts of the dong. Body writhing in pleasure and despair, she orgasmed again and again on the white carpet. Squirming flat on her back before the dying embers of the fire.
Crushed beneath her rival, her face began to run with tears as Janet lay panting and exhausted above her.
“Well”, Janet smirked as she regained her breath. “It seems we know who the better lover is now don’t we?”
Gabriel turned her face away, her whole body shaking with the sobs that came one after the next and that she seemed powerless to control.
“Admit it”, the brunette continued, “admit I’ve won.”
“You’ve won”, Gabriel whispered between breathless cries.
“You’ve won OK, get off of me…please get off of me.”
Taking Gabriel’s head in her hands, Janet twisted her around and pressed her lips against Gabriel’s in a long, rough kiss.
“That’s the last kiss you will get from either of us”, Janet whispered to her. “Get out of here Whore!”
Climbing off the defeated blonde, Janet slipped the dripping end of the dildo from inside herself and walked to the nearest bathroom. Gabriel remained curled on the carpet, a sobbing, sweat drenched ball, the black dildo still protruding from her hard used sex.
Safely in the bathroom, Gabriel gasped in shock, as tears started running down her face. She covered her mouth in horror and sat down on the toilet, as she tried to steady her nerves again after the vicious sexfight. It had been close, much too close. Only a the matter of a few strokes separated victory from defeat and the loss of her oh so precious Anne. Finally the shaking stopped and she walked to the sink, splashing her face with cold water.
After a long wait, she found the courage to open the door and return to the den. As she left, she looked in every dark corner, half expecting to find Gabriel waiting to bounce on her and resume the battle in a more bloody fashion. When she got to the den though, Gabriel was gone. Her clothing had vanished with her and when Janet peeked out the front window, the old, dusty Plymouth was nowhere to be seen.
Sitting down on the couch, Janet reached for the open wine bottle and poured herself another glass. Gabriel as gone. It had been a terrible experience, but it was over now. She had won and all she had to do was wait for Anne to return. It had been difficult, but the battle was over. Anne was hers now and Gabriel was gone forever.