“Fucking…CUNT!!” Latischa screamed as she strained to pin Mananda to the bed. Twining their legs tightly, wrapping their equally voluptuous, powerful bodies into muscular knots, they rolled from one end of the bed to the other, their nude bodies wriggling furiously, each one trying to take and hold the dominant position. The battling women finally succeeded in throwing themselves onto the bed. The women’s inner thighs were already slick with pussy juices and sweat. Her clit was pulsing, aching with need, throbbing with the desire to be mated to its counterpart. She was desperate to get Latischa on the bed or the ground, anywhere she could spread the bitch’s legs and ram their clits together. “Dirty, cunt-sucking little whore,”Mananda gasped in reply, her body on fire with need. “You cunt, you fucking cunt…”Latischa moaned into Mananda’s ear. Their bare feet beat a tattoo on the hard-packed floor as they tried to wrangle each other down to the ground. Cheek to cheek, biting at necks and shoulders, they pulled hair and struggled, their perfect bodies straining. Gasping, spraying spit, the women broke their savage kiss. They struggled to control their enemy but, in that moment, they were driven more by the desire to just grind against each other, hot, slick flesh to flesh. The women gripped, fondled and slapped bare flesh, grabbing and squeezing asses, clawing at backs, pulling at hair, leaving their marks on the other. The structure was sturdy and the hut had been cleared of most of Mananda’s personal effects, except for the large bed positioned against one wall. Moaning, groaning with passion, Latischa and Mananda staggered around the hut, hitting the walls, stumbling out into the center of the large space. The women’s mouths snapped together in magnetic lust, tongues lashing.
Naked bellies clapped, powerful legs twined, arms wrapped around beautiful backs and squeezed.
Consumed with feverish desire, they cried out in joy as their luscious bodies slapped together, as their dense, throbbing tits crushed, sending pulses of pure pleasure radiating through their burning flesh. The moment the curtain closed behind them, Latischa and Mananda released the other’s hand and did what they had longed to do for the past few hours: they threw their naked bodies at each other. Latischa may be my new "Inge", at least for a while! I will work on the Latischa/Inge story when I can. I hope to get around to both of these sometime, but not anytime soon. The other is a fight with Latischa's rival from the original Comix stories, Libby.
I really enjoyed writing this story and I already have another two "Latischa" stories planned. Here is the last part of the first "Latischa" story.
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