The Rivalry  - Part OneThe steady banging of the headboard shook the walls, each one echoing li

The Rivalry  - Part OneThe steady banging of the headboard shook the walls, each one echoing like a gunshot in her ears. Between them their hate-filled curses and furious cries could be heard far past the confines of the small hotel room they were currently demolishing, both of them lost in the death-throes of their murderous encounter. The hotel concierge had taken pains to make sure that the rooms to either side were bare of patrons. Complaints about the frightening screams of lust and hate tearing through the thin plaster walls had grown nearly intolerable, as well as the wonton destruction of all-too fragile furnishings that bore the brunt of their mutual loathing. Only their savage reputations and the hefty security they lay at the desk each night kept the terrified staff from calling the police. Instead they were just given the key to a room on a floor judiciously abandoned and allowed free reign to murder each other throughout the long and deadly night.They had been fucking for hours now. The bastard had made her cum half a dozen times, her body straining under the grip of one spine-twisting orgasm after the next. He had covered her bitten and bruised breast-meat in thick ropes of white cum which burned across her dark flesh. More than once she had collapsed to the bed, fucked past exhaustion by his hell-forged cock and powerfully muscled body. Each time she had dug deep, gnashing her teeth, defying him with the might of her insatiable womanly sex. Night after night, fuck after fuck, he had held on; each time surprising her with his stamina and skill. How many times had he cum, roaring in surrender as she forced his balls to unleash the last dregs of his pathetic seed across her sex-battered body? And how many times had he slammed his eternally hard cock straight back into her, finding his revenge in her breathless orgasmic wails as the bed shattered beneath them?But now she felt him weakening beneath her. His breath becoming labored and ragged as he pounded his cock up into her dripping pussy in an ever more erratic rhythm. His handsome face burned red and was twisted in agony, biting back the fatal explosion that was soon to finish him off for good. Gritting her teeth, she moved in for the kill. She’d fuck his brains out, draining his balls to dust between her thighs, and leave him unconscious or dead once and for all. Opening her eyes weakly through the haze of her own weariness, she saw herself in the vanity mirror that hung across the room above the ruin of the unlucky vanity that bore the brunt of their first fuck of the night. Her long, raven-black hair was matted along her shoulders and her proud skin glistened with running sweat. Her arms and breasts were purplish with bruises and bites borne from his strong and merciless need to punish her as much as she tortured him.Their hatred had gone far beyond a mere workplace rivalry now. Her rise had been meteoric and sure before she had met him. How many challengers had she faced and crushed in fierce corporate skirmishes that left their careers bloodied and ruined corpses behind her as she fought her way to the golden promise of the boardroom? But this one had challenged her at every turn, giving as well as he got, defying her unquestioned supremacy with a ruthless ambition that matched her own. It had become personal now. Their bitter rivalry had turned into a violent, unrestrained hatred and now she was going to dominate him in the most primal manner possible. She was going to fuck him blind and leave him for dead. Establishing once and for always which of them was predator and which was prey. She rode above him, her sharp claws buried in his chest, rising and falling as hard as her shuddering body would let her, engulfing his cock within her gaping cunt when she vented through panting breaths, “I’m going to destroy you… take what’s left of your fucking balls … and there’s nothing… nothing you can do about it, you… you… fucking… BASTARD!“He started to lunge up into her desperately, fighting to hold on. She shot upright, grasping his balls, forcing them up against her swollen cunt-lips trying to force him to burst. But it didn’t work.  Unthinkingly she had put herself in the perfect position as she leaned back into his thrusts. The head of his thick cock was hitting places that felt too fucking good!  She was forced back further, and he still battered her, with what she felt must have been his last reserves.  If only she could take him … make him erupt… feel that glorious surge that would flood her cunt with his last ounce of strength… finally break his will with her terrible need for his cum… but the pleasure that continued to flood into her clouded mind, rising up from her battered cunt, was becoming too much to bear.Two minutes, five minutes, ten, the pair of them struggled. They growled, screamed, spat hot curses again and again, continuing their brutal fuck without stopping until finally he exploded deep inside of her. Her pussy convulsed madly, draining him of every last drop of thick spunk. It felt as if he was firing cannon-shots into her womb as he continued to pound up into her leaking pussy.His orgasm was crippling as they collapsed into each other, their bodies shuddering, mouths hanging open in shock. Too tired even to smile in triumph, she slid from his thighs with her legs still quivering, wondering if she was even going to survive her hard-won victory. Then she felt his hand gripping her arm and pulling her back on top of him. They were both exhausted and she felt the heat of their mingling sweat as their eyes locked in a tired but lust-filled gaze. His breath was hot and quiet. He could barely get the words out, his chest heaving in heavy breaths, “Come here”, he said, “where the fuck do you think you’re going?” He was close to done, his body and sex pushed far past human limits. Mere moments from collapse. But so was she. She fought hard not to drift off into that comforting darkness, feeling the tiredness pulling at her. She reached down to find his trembling cock still hard between her cum drenched thighs. The bastard had one last fuck left in him, and maybe so did she. Either way their rivalry was going to end tonight.……………………………………………………………………………………(Note: Since Tumblr has decided to mess up all my stories by deleting all the ones with even a slightly erotic or sexual image attached to it, I have decided to go back and re-post them with images acceptable to the sexless prudes they have decided to employ. This was one of my first efforts. Simple. Perhaps a bit crude. But I managed to re-work it a bit. Hopefully you will enjoy it. - H.B.) -- source link

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