erotica-ghost-writer: Tales of the Sex-League: Melania Chavez vs. Valeria Barros-Rios (Bottom) Battl

erotica-ghost-writer: Tales of the Sex-League: Melania Chavez vs. Valeria Barros-Rios (Bottom) Battle to the finish! (I would like to dedicate this story to eroticsensualbattle whose vote and ideas determined the winner of this contest. I will be posting more of the Reader’s Choice series soon and hope to see all your votes. Thank you again for your ‘Likes’. They are very much appreciated. As always if you have an image to submit I look forward to seeing it. - H.B.) ………………………………………………………………………….. Melania Chavez proudly inspected her breasts as she stood before the mirror. Despite her master’s rough use of them the night before these symbols of her womanhood were as firm as any teenagers. Gently stroking her ripe nipples, she watched in approval as they responded to her touch, stiffening and rising firm as if sensing the challenge that lay ahead. She bit her lip softly, continuing to tease her fingertips across the hardening buds watching them grow to their full erect state of excitement. An immodest moan escaped her as a hot wave of pleasure washed through her. As her hands lovingly continued to caress her breasts, she felt her body’s growing arousal, her supple flesh warming to her touch even as the wetness between her thighs heralded her sexual awakening. She slid on a skin-tight and lacy camisole, satisfied that her rigid nipples were fully visible through the near-transparent lace. Like a moth drawn to a flame her hand eased down between her thighs to cup her already dripping pussy mound, the source of her sexual power, and she was soon writhing from the tiny orgasm that raced up her shuddering body. Recovering quickly, she stepped into a thong that matched her camisole and allowed the heart shape she had shaved in her luxurious pubic hair to show through the lace. She had never met Valeria Barros-Rios, but the sharp anticipation of the sexual challenge, risking her very position and body against the chance of destroying this woman, dominating, crushing her under her own primal power, especially a woman with her brutal reputation? It had her in heat for days, a fact that her lord and master took every chance he could to enjoy. Last night she had accidentally fucked the man well past exhaustion, his cock unable to recover despite his best efforts, and still craved for more. The thought that her opponent might actually beat her, taking everything that she had fought for her entire life, didn’t even cross her mind Melania strode confidently to the elegantly appointed bedroom, swinging her lush hips sensually from side to side and sat waiting for her blond opponent to arrive. Her master sat in a far chair, hidden in the shadows, only his long legs and expensive shoes visible through the darkness. Her master had sat there on many an occasion. Sat there watching as she destroyed one rival after another, for his lusty enjoyment as well as for his manly pride.   Valeria Barros-Rios had been Queen of the cartel’s Sex-fighters for about five years now, ever since arriving as a poor and dirty refugee from some unnamed village in Brazil. In a very short time, she had become wealthy with an unbroken record of sexual conquests behind her, meeting and destroying the champions of her master’s rivals, foreign challengers, and local favorites. In her private life she was the most known and envied woman in their elite society, even gracing the covers of fashion and gossip magazines. A true queen. The doorbell downstairs rang and within a few short minutes Valeria Barros-Rios confidently entered the room. Taking off her mink coat she stood before Melania dressed in a skin-tight, designer-made pencil dress made of a nearly translucent yellow silk. The side splits extending to her upper thighs revealed long shapely legs that rose dangerously from her 5” stilettos. Her long, diamond-hard nipples pressed through the dress standing out from full proud breasts which stood firm above her flat, muscled stomach. The woman sniffed as she entered the bedroom as if scenting something rancid and disagreeable to her senses. It was a amateurish ploy to use on Melania’s pride, one that the brunette would have cast off without a thought if her body was not tearing itself apart, eager for their match to begin. Eager to drive itself breast-to-breast, mouth-to-mouth, cunt-to-cunt against her rival. As her own lord took his seat in the shadows opposite her own Valeria sat on the bed, extending her long legs before Melania and smiled sweetly, her eyes burning hot as hellish stars as they met Melania’s challenging gaze.  Sliding her dress gently up her solid thigh, Valeria exposed her bare and shaven pussy, presenting it to her rival in her full shaven glory. Melania could see the glistening wetness of the woman’s exposed lips, finding herself alarmingly eager to dive between the blonde’s legs and feast upon her offered sex. The blonde smiled as she sensed her opponent’s rising heat. It was a response she was long familiar with, ever since she had ensnared and bought to ruin her first overconfident cock at the tender age of thirteen, “When I’ve finished with you today, you’ll worship me even as I ruin you as a woman. I will leave nothing left of you when I am done. Nothing but a sad, desperate slave.” “I’ve always enjoyed beating and hurting stuck-up bitches”, Melania replied with a hiss, “after I’ve won, I’m going to take great pleasure in crushing a pathetic plastic toy like you.” “I outlasted seven opponents over twelve hours yesterday just to warm up for this fight with you.” Valeria boasted, “Today you will meet a woman who is insatiable and unstoppable. You will not survive me.” Both women stripped slowly eyeing each other, even as their masters watched from their quiet corners. Valeria made sure that Melania saw every inch of her famous body as she stripped her thin dress down her legs and stepped nimbly out of it still wearing her deadly stilettos. As always Melania tried to dominate their encounter from the start, making sure the other woman had a perfect view of her superior ass as she raised her legs high, lying back along the bed, to slide off her thong. Despite the size and length of Valeria’s nipples, Melania rose to confront her, confidently placing one of her tits against her rival’s so that the women’s firm nipples rested against each other. Proudly she displayed that despite her opponent’s larger breasts, her own nipples were just a bit longer, harder, and ready for the savage combat to come. “Face it. You have met a better woman, bitch. Perhaps you can get your surgeon to make them even bigger than he already has.” she spat at her rival. Stepping back, she took off her camisole and arrogantly caressed her swelling pussy, greedily sucking her flowing juices off her fingers. Stepping back with a smile she confidently looked for the astonishment, surprise, and fear on Valeria’s face that her sensual display had caused on her previous conquests. Most women were made uneasy and put on the defensive by this lewd display of sensuality, but Valeria simply laughed. “Is that your best, slut?” she mocked as she spread her own pussy lips open to reveal her pinkness glistening with moistness. As Melania watched, suddenly enthralled, as Valeria’s clit slowly emerged from under its tender hood, swelling proudly for battle. Never before had Melania been bested in her opening display. Seeing the look of concern on her opponent’s face the blonde gloated, reaching out to take the brunette’s hand and sliding it up her own belly, shapely thigh and across her breasts, “Feel how real this is, you slut. A thousand hours at the gym pushing myself to my limits each day just to destroy fat fucking sluts like you.” By drawing a lower card Valeria had won the right to start first. Leading her rival to the bed, she leaned in and spread Melania’s legs wide apart, gently tonguing her clit, expertly teasing it into life and causing an instant reaction as Melania’s body writhed and twisted under the expert assault of Valeria’s lips, tongue and playing fingers. Melania came far too quickly, filling her opponent’s mouth with a warm spray as her long, tanned legs quivered madly across Valeria’s back. As the blonde continued her attack, pleasuring her clit with a hail of sharp darting tongue strokes, Melania stroked and played with her own nipples enjoying the sensations that pulsed through her shaking body as she came again.  “Fuck! I need it you bitch! Keep me cumming!” she yelled, “I can keep cumming for hours and still want more!” she boasted even as another burst of warm juices erupted from her pussy. Finally, Melania directed Valeria to lie on her back across the cum-stained bed-sheets. Straddling her she played with her own electrified clit in front of Valeria’s eyes till she allowed the juices that oozed from her to fall across the blonde’s heavy breasts. Taking that moisture with one hand she caressed her opponent’s nipples between her fingers, while at the same time her other hand pinched and played with the other. Tenderly she kneaded and pinched those juice-covered nipples between her fingers enjoying her opponent’s response as Valeria writhed and moaned, her eyes fluttering closed, with her hands gripping her long blonde locks. Reaching between her foe’s legs, Melania felt the warm dampness of her arousal. Taking a nipple in her mouth she imprisoned it with her teeth while her tongue alternatively stroked its length, played with its tip or sucked and stretched it further. Her fingers went to work between the blonde’s thighs, thrusting and grinding her pussy into an orgasmic lather. She was soon rewarded as Valeria bucked underneath her and roared in climax. Sensing her opponent’s imminent destruction as she came screaming under her finger’s plunging assault, Melania slid her cunt across the blonde’s face. Her far superior ass and hips clenched tight around Valeria’s shoulders as the woman was smothered under a mouthful of her steamy pussy. Continuing her deadly finger-work on her rival’s cunt and clit, the brunette took a brief moment to enjoy Valeria’s tongue, opening her own hungry cunt to receive it, forcing the blonde to swallow mouthfuls of cunt juices that flowed from her each time she shuddered in near-orgasm. Soon the sheets under them were soaked with their combined juices. With her opponent firmly locked under her with no way to escape the grip of her powerful thighs, Melania continued to expertly play with the woman’s sex-swollen lips and clit, fingering her ass-bud at the same time to drive the blonde over the edge.  Not quite as done as the brunette might have thought, Valeria answered her foe’s attack lick-for-lick, eventually finding her G-spot, simultaneously using her tongue and fingers to tease, punish, and pleasure Melania’s cum-soaked cunt, allowing both their masters to witnessed the sight of Melania willingly cumming in shuddering moans and begging for more. She wrapped her toned legs around Melania’s shoulders and neck, forcing her hungry pussy deeper into her enemy’s mouth as they both lay locked in a deadly sixty-nine. Melania was surprised by the strong resistance she encountered from Valeria. No woman she had ever encountered had stood up to her oral skills for this long, survived through so many spine-twisting orgasms to continue inflicting so much heavenly damage on her own struggling body. Both women strained as they locked together, refusing to allow the other any small victory in this agonizing battle within their war, “How does it feel facing a real woman not one of your dollar-a-cunt sluts?” Valeria roared out as she delivered a devastating orgasm on her opponent, “You’re out of your fucking league, bitch! Once I’m done, I’m going to split you open with the same dildo I used to crush the last cunt that challenged me!” In the next then or twenty minutes Valeria concentrated on draining the heavily panting Melania. Varying her skillful attacks, she built her opponent up to the very edge of climax, arousing her throbbing clit and dripping lips but stopping mere moments before she erupted. Then she repeated this in a repetitive cycle, increasing her speed as well as the excitement and anticipation before stopping dead. Throwing her head back in laughter, she ignored Melania’s pitiful pleas to make her cum. Then, when Melania was completely conditioned to this tortuous stimulation, not daring to hope for relief, and without warning Valeria once again found her G-spot and ripped an orgasm from her. She concentrated brutally on Melania’s G-spot and burning clit, dragging climaxes from her at will.  Before the previous one had had the chance to settle, she forced her to cum in breathless agony again, repeating this til her hand and tongue were spent. These were the most intense orgasms that Melania had ever experienced. Her shuddering body twisted, reared, and bucked as wave after wave of desire, pleasure and sexual ecstasy surged endlessly through her. On perhaps her ninth orgasm of the match,  Melania found herself starting to lose her concentration. Both besieged women had been finger-fucking each other savagely for the last few minutes and she found herself growing groggy and dazed as Valeria used her calf muscles to pin her in place, face deep in the woman’s perfumed scent. Now Valeria found herself suddenly free of Melania’s constricting thighs and heavy ass which had collapsed shaking uncontrollably and gushing hot juices across her chest. Feeling back in control she decided to up the ante. She callously assaulted Melania’s clit, squeezing it between her knuckles as she lashed at it mercilessly with her tongue. As she took Melania soaring over her limits, she twisted out from under her relishing the sight of the nearly exhausted brunette falling to her back panting hard. Melania had tried concentrating solely upon Valeria’s swollen clit. She had tried to emulate the woman by building her to an orgasm but not letting her cum. But Valeria had located her responsive G-spot and was able to break her, holding her suspended on the very edge of an eternal explosion. Valeria was supremely confident. She looked at the weakened, distraught, and shaky Melania as she lay breathing heavily across the bed. The blonde was panting with effort as well, her body shining with sweat, shivering under the effects of a half-dozen forced orgasms inflicted upon her. But though her eyes were glazed, her nipples were still standing proud, her clit still erect; pulsating and quivering on its own accord. Still eager for battle. Valeria knelt over her opponent, her pink lips inches from Melania’s own. “We’ve been at this for nearly an hour…but I want and need still more. You’re finished. Not just in this match but your reputation and your life will be gone. Your master will find some new bitch to fuck.” Melania summoned up her reserves, wrapping her arms around her rival’s neck and sealing them in a hot kiss burning with passion before replying, “I can still beat you, bitch. You’re all talk. Always have been. Your old cunt has been on top for too fucking long. Its time it was beaten down.” “Not by you, slut.” Valeria laughed, rearing back to spit a glob of thick saliva straight into Melania’s face, “Everywhere you go I will be there to challenge you and destroy you. You can either run away or be out-fucked again and again. Either way you’re finished.” Rolling onto her side and spreading her legs, Melania braced herself in open invitation, daring Valeria to join her, “Do your worst, talk all you want, because when you’re lying crushed and begging between my thighs, I will make your pathetic life a fucking nightmare!” Slowly and deliberately the two women slid their legs along the other’s, easing into a classic tribbing position. They pressed themselves timidly together, each trying to find the perfect angle of attack as the women found each other’s wet, erect throbbing clit. As they touched the women gasped, head thrown back, as their clits played and teased causing both to experience a small climax and then relax. Immediately Valeria used her strong legs to pin Melania down. Resting her weight on her thigh she held her rival immobile as she stroked, stabbed, and caressed her clit until it was a raging, swollen point of fire. She lifted herself on her elbows a few small inches, putting even more pressure on Melania’s pussy; magnifying its sensitivity; causing the once-proud Sex-fighter to sob in pleasure. Valeria groaned with the effort. Both her breasts had the imprint of Melania’s teeth and nails still visible on them and her thighs were covered with her drying sex-juices. Her flat belly still involuntarily twitched from the physical and sexual suffering she had endured at her opponent’s talented hands. Her lower spine burned as she arched into the attack, forcing herself higher, and she heard a low uncontrollable incoherent moan escaped Melania’s lips. She smiled to herself, knowing that this was her chance to finish Melania once and for all. As she shuddered with each orgasm, Valeria arrogantly shouted out the number of times she had cum. Despite her weakening state, she still worked Valeria’s cunt, although her efforts now had a sense of desperation. The near continual arousal, the way the blonde’s nails scraped softly down along her legs, her softly worded encouragements to cum for her, turned Melania’s entire body into a hot quivering mass of sensitive nerves. When she finally came, she came quietly, biting into the flesh of her arm as her body shuddered with agony. “You like cumming for me, bitch? Well it’s just starting!” Valeria cried out as she ground down even harder, pressing forward her deadly assault. Melania twisted and writhed as she fought to struggle free but could not escape Valeria’s grasp. Again, the blonde rolled higher, grinding down on her opponent’s clit in powerful, circular motions as she fucked her hard clit between her rival’s sensitive folds. By the fourth time Melania found herself shuddering helplessly. Each stroke brought with it an exquisite pain and she found herself howling for relief. Tears ran down her face as she came. Valeria gave her no respite. Smiling, she rubbed her quivering clit erect. Opening up Melania’s cunt she inserted her fingers and located her G-spot, caressing it gently. At the same time, she reached out to grasp a hard, brown nipple; teasing, releasing, massaging it, then squeezing, then massaging again, then pinching. Melania was helpless before her. Orgasms rocked her body. Her body thrashed as she grabbed and twisted the sheets in her fists. She wailed. She moaned. She cried. Her body jerking like a puppet on a string. Rivers of sweat rolled between Valeria’s glistening breasts as she continued to destroy Melania’s bruised cunt lips. Each time the discharge of pressure, the rush of blood, the continual stimulation of her G-spot brought the woman closer to a gigantic orgasm. Her body shook and tossed, sweat covered her body, her inhuman shrieks echoing from the walls. Juices poured from her, soaking the sheets she lay on. Even after her fourth or fifth near orgasm subsided her body still shuddered and shivered, and low inhuman moans fell from her lips. Ruthlessly Valeria worked her advantage. Breaking her hold, she twisted around to lay between Melania’s open legs. The brunette lay back, unmoving except for the erratic heaving of her starving lungs as her chest rose and fell, fighting for precious air. Melania’s eyes were open wide, staring with horror at the ceiling above. For the next thirty minutes, Valeria pleasured her shuddering rival with her tongue. Melania’s orgasms continued and it was Valeria dictating when and how she came. Taking her time, she slowly dragged a fingernail across Melania’s body. So very sensitive was she at this point that each scratch felt like a searing burning shock as it danced across her belly and quivering legs. Now secure in the knowledge of her victory, Valeria experimented. Knowing she would use the knowledge she would gain to ruin the brunette forever. A soft massage, a firm kneading, her fingers pinching and scratching, and more. The constant teasing was driving Melania senseless. In the end, she pleaded for mercy, her pathetic whispers barely heard through her moans. But Valeria only took her clit between her fingers and rubbed as fast and as hard as she could. Melania strained against the exhaustion that denied her even the simple relief of writhing and stretching. She managed to stop the breathless moans that came from somewhere inside her long enough to call out her submission. This should have ended the match, but Valeria squeezed her clit brutally a dozen times more before resuming her violent rubbing. The gigantic orgasm that had been built up for over thirty minutes surged through Melania’s body. So very extreme was her orgasm that she lost control of her bladder and piss flooded the bed. Even as she came, Valeria kept up the relentless assault. Without anywhere else to go, Melania eased into the blessed safety of unconsciousness. Valeria fell back, breathing hard, taking control of her own exhaustion, refusing to collapse now before the eyes of her loving master. With a trembling hand she reached out to open her purse which was discarded when the battle had begun. Soon she knelt beside her fallen rival, a monstrous strap-on dildo in her hand. “Have you heard all those ridiculous rumors about me taking on a bull?” she asked. “This is made from a cast of a bull’s cock. The first ten inches of it, at least. It took me three long years to learn to take this monster, but you’re going to learn in one night.” As she spoke, she slid the length of it along Melania’s pussy lips, slavering it with her love juice and wrapping her cunt lips around it. Feeling its length and girth, stroking against her clit at various angles, the brunette’s face contorted in pain even as the first inch in pressed in. “It will be interesting to see if you enjoy receiving the pain that I have planned for you as much as I will have giving it.” Valeria cooed as she strapped the massive rubber cock around her waist, “Now you understand why I’m the best and you’re nothing but a beaten slut.” It didn’t matter how many women she had out-fucked in her career, Valeria could still feel the same incredible feeling building up inside her just as strongly as her first. A mere girl of fifteen glowing with her virgin victory over her twenty-year old schoolteacher’s ruined cunt. Triumph and victory, proving herself always a better woman, domination, power, the humiliation of the beaten. It had transported her from a filthy little village bitch to a adored and feared queen. All those feelings welled up inside her as she felt the growing tightness in her belly. It was time. Gracing  her master with her most wicked smile, she straddled Melania’s thick ass and presented her ten-inch weapon with its latest victim. -- source link

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