erotica-ghost-writer: Tales of the Hellfire Academy. Sophia Yaomo (top) vs. Katie Smith (bottom)Ka
erotica-ghost-writer: Tales of the Hellfire Academy. Sophia Yaomo (top) vs. Katie Smith (bottom) Katie Smith, having just arrived at the Academy after a successful USO tour, was stoked and ready to face Sophia Yaomo in a sexual battle to the finish. Sophia was the reigning Queen of the Senior Class and Katie was nothing if not ambitious. Her hungry pussy still throbbed with the memory of forcing an entire company of horny GI’s to surrender their cum between her legendary thighs. There was no doubt in her mind that she was the better woman. Her breasts were the best money could buy. Her deceptively soft body was pure muscle, crafted from a thousand hours of personal training and rehearsing her killer moves endlessly under the hot lights of the stage. As the two women both entered the bedchamber that would be their battlefield, she cast Sophia a haughty look of defiance, already looking forward to watching her opponent grovel in surrender before the power of her superior sex. In contrast, Sophia Yaomo began as an exchange student from the far-off Queen Anne’s Academy in Hong Kong. Fierce and ultra-competitive, she has a dark reputation of subduing all her rivals, crushing them between her long, muscular legs before subjecting them to sexual tortures undreamt of. A legacy from a feared family of brutal sex-fighters, Sophia always takes what she desires Unimpressed by the superstar’s Hollywood reputation, Sophia decided to go straight for the main event. She had no desire to place her lips on Katie’s own, to take a tongue into her mouth that still bore the taste of the hundred sweaty cocks that had blasted their seed one after the other in one of her depraved and famous orgies. Sophia could just imagine the glittered whore kneeling in the sand as an endless line of sex-deprived soldiers fucked their seed deep into the pop-star’s cum-gushing holes. Instead she determined that their battle would be brief and brutal. Just the way Sophia liked it. With an air of proud arrogance, Sophia slid onto the bed stretching out her long, tanned legs allowing her would-be rival a good look at a true sex-fighter. Then she cast a shark’s devouring smile at her opponent, inviting the diva forward to her own destruction. Soon their hungry pussies were nestled together. Sophia positioned her own expertly so that one of her swollen lips rested directly between both of Katie’s own. Slowly she began to gyrate her hips to feel her opponent’s rising moisture. The women glared burning daggers of hate into each other’s eyes as their legs gripped the other’s tight, like two anacondas preparing for a battle to the death. Now locked without hope of retreat in sexual battle their wet pussies squished and bumped each other’s in a savage dance of thrust and riposte until, at last, Sophia found her clit in the perfect position for her assault. She slowly applied a perfect pressure, letting the feeling build higher and higher, causing Katie to take a deep breath in order to fight back a tell-tale moan. “How does that feel, bitch?” Sophia asked, her voice, measured and controlled. Katie huffed, losing the fight against the rising tide of pleasure that Sophie was subjecting her clit, “Oh my God! Right there…Oh! Oh Oh my God! No!” Sensing her victory, Sophia found the perfect friction to where their clits were rubbing together. Bearing down she transitioned from simple gyrating to grinding and slicing stabs. She reached out and pressed Katie’s leg back further, rising above the gasping, hissing woman to place herself in the perfect position for a dominant pussy-fuck. She scissored the hapless woman hard for a couple of minutes before growling out the fatal command, ”Cum for me, you painted Slut!“ The next hour or so witnessed the utter ruin of Katie’s famed A-list cunt. Sophia was maniacal in her assault, forcing orgasm after tortured orgasm from the woman’s quaking body as her own cunt fed off her adversary’s screams of pleasured agony. By the time the exhausted songstress had squirted her last, her body straining savagely under the effort, the battle was over and Sophia knelt in haughty victory over the quivering wreck that had once held audiences the world over in sexual awe. Invoking her right as reigning Hellfire Queen, Sophia Yaomo then invited the entire male Senior class to use her opponent’s prone and heavily-breathing carcass in any way they chose. Over the next twenty-four hours, hapless Katie had been battered to a mindless, drooling oblivion by dozens of the hardest, strongest, most sexually skilled cocks the Hellfire Academy had to offer. What little was left of her body and mind were never seen again in the halls of the Academy, or on any stage thereafter. Meanwhile, Sophia Yaomo was quickly building for herself a terrifying reputation as a sexual power that any would-be rival would think well before challenging. Do you have an image you would like to submit? Do you know any woman that can match the reigning Queen of the Hellfire Academy? Or shall she pass the next week secure in her regal power? I am looking for submissions from you. Send me images of a challenger that you believe can unseat the current champion. Lets see how they fare. Amazingly good! -- source link