The blonde stepped up to the brunette. The brunette winced at the thought of what was about to happen to her. She was surprised when the blonde just stood a few inches from her.
The blonde looked down at her foe. “What a slut. Covered in cum, sticky sand, how many guys has she fucked?” she thought again. “But do I want to be like her? Do I want that reputation? Just a whore. Sure she’s got fucked, sure I am horny for a fuck but do I want to be a slut who’ll put out like this bitch.
She heard some of the guys yelling out something like 'its my turn, come back slut" and thought.' damn it I don’t want to be thought of like that. Perhaps I can just whore her out again. She's so big a slut she would do it. Look at her."
She heard some of the guys saying how good a fuck the brunette had been how well she had sucked , how she had excelled at giving head. The blonde reddened, there was no way this loser bitch was as good as she was, no way and in no way
“loser or not she is one hot fuck. Look at her, she’s just about panting for it.” The speaker strode towards the brunette. The blonde looked down, the brunette’s tits were hard, her legs were wide open as she knelt.
The brunette stroked her tit as she heard the guy’s remarks, she slowly trailed her finger down to her pussy. She looked up at the blonde daring her. She was sure her enemy wouldn’t put out, she might cheat and win fights but fucking was something else. The brunette was so sure she had the guys back again. And all because the blonde just stood there undecided. “I didn’t out fight her but I’ll out fuck her’ she murmured She looked at the guy who had called her a hot fuck, she smiled at him, she reached out her hand to him. “I know what you want sugar’ she stage whispered.
The blonde heard the brunette and knew she had been meant to. She knew too the brunette was getting the guys attention, she could hear the whispers. She bit her tongue. She didn't want the reputation, but she didn’t want the brunette to win. She reminded herself again she was better than the brunette, a better figure, a better fighter and stuff it a better fuck. But she still held back. She didn’t want to be a gang banged beach slut, who fucked and sucked any and all. But oh fuck! The brunette was making her horny
The stocky guy had stood back, now he thought he had made a mistake, the blonde was too stuck up, too prissy to fuck. He had backed the wrong bitch. He had been right the first time. Now he had to make it up to the big babe. He walked over to her, smiled and, standing behind her, slid his hands down to squeeze her tits. He felt the brunette tremble, he knew she was his for the taking. But his hands were pushed away, the brunette said “'too late Mr you gotta wait your turn” He saw her exchange smirks with the guy in front of her. The stocky guy saw her take that other guys cock in her hand.
The blonde flushed, she saw the brunette taking control she saw the guys would line up for her. And the brunette knew how furious, how horny, how tied up the blonde was, and she smiled "Hey you guys don’t think I'm a loser after all." she smiled at the guy in front and leaning forward slid her lips round his cock
The blonde couldn’t take it any more. She went to the stocky guy, pulled his shorts down and stroked his member. She looked over at her enemy, challenging her. She saw the brunette tremble. She knew the brunette still feared her.
"Yeah lets have a contest on which slut gets her guy off fastest" one dude said
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