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Writer: Regis
Subject: THE LADIES’ SPORT 7
Story Codes: Erotic Horror
Synopsis: Thoroughbred Park was a private race track, where gamblers got sexual thrills as well as the chance to gamble on high-stakes horse races, as well as other competitions, which the two eager young businesswomen had heard about. Nothing was for certain, but their curiosity was piqued, so they found their way to the private track, where, at the very least, the jockeys rode naked. They discovered at a private party following the racing that there was another sport on which to wager, one far more outrageous and thrilling, in which society women got naked, and rode either end of a long double-ended dildo, attempting to hurt each other, a sport in which there was a gonad-damaging professional level. They wrangled an invitation to the ultra-private after party where they were able to get involved at a painfully intimate level, cunt to dildo-stuffed cunt. Gamblers bet on which woman was able to make the other scream first, and on which cunt would be the first to give up. This was both exciting and dangerous.
The Ladies’ Sport 7
The boyfriend who got his testicles kicked was still down when the girls dressed, and Sharri wondered ever since if he had ever got to use those big rocks of his, or if the damage that kick had done was permanent. She was surprised that she remembered that old fight now, as she lay naked in the ring in the posh gambling establishment, exchanging violent kicks to the cunt with her best friend.
She had no idea what the count was, but her cunt was starting
to feel like it was on fire. She couldn’t see it, but it felt as if it were swelling up, gripping the shaft even tighter with each blow. She opened her eyes, and realized that she had been in the throes of orgasm for several moments.
This kind of vaginal abuse was incredibly stimulating. She would have to concentrate, because the count had to be getting close to fifty. Her foot was starting to get sore, and she was glad she was not wearing the boots that the pro’s wore, or her foot would probably really hurt by now.
The next kick was more forceful than any others had been so far. Andra had lifted her hip, twisted, and got extra leverage to deliver a severe blow. The force had actually made Sharri’s shoulders skid on the carpeted surface of the ring. Sharri tried the same technique, and found she could hammer the cunt of her opponent with much more force.
She had no idea how to defend against the extra hard blows that resulted. However, she did see how she could get even more kick to her attack on her opponent’s cunt. She braced with her free leg, and used it to lift her hips, and then used the bracing leg to launch her kick, actually driving herself toward Andra as she kicked out.
Andra’s incredible scream announced the success of her strategy. She had delivered nearly half a dozen such powerful kicks before Andra caught on, and was able to return them in the same style. The result was incredible. Sharri screamed out at the power being applied to the bone-jarring kicks to her sex organ, and realized she was back into an outstanding orgasm.
She thrust her hips into each kick as they came, the returned the favor in good measure. She noticed that her kicking leg was beginning to ache from the extended unfamiliar effort, and she thought the muscle across the top of her thigh, the one that lifted the leg, was going to burst or knot from the extraordinary effort
she was putting out in playing this cunt-jolting game.
The girls were virtually collapsing after each kick, and the interval
between kicks was now nearly ten seconds. Each would summon up her strength, lift her aching leg, and deliver another punishing blow to the cunt of her screaming opponent, then would lie back, awaiting the return kick.
Suddenly the whistle blew, and they realized that they had each absorbed an incredible fifty kicks to their lust-ravaged organs. Andra burst into action, catching Sharri completely off guard. She remembered the phrase that the woman in the dressing room had used, Rabbit Kicking.
She had imagined the action, a rapid series of damaging blows, and she went to work on Sharri’s cunt, kicking so fast that Sharri had no time to recover, or to get in a kick of her own. Sharri lay back, both legs raised, taking the violent cunt-kicks as they came, driven into an uncontrollable orgasm under the monstrous power-fuck she was receiving from the huge dildo.
Andra finally gave up the assault, totally exhausted, her leg feeling like it was going to explode off her from the muscle pain. Anxious that the hammering not stop, Sharri began to kick back, driving a series of cunt-punishing blows into Andra’s organ with all her might.
The whole audience was going wild, shouting and encouraging both of the girls to give their all. This was a remarkable novice bout: most novices were unable to complete the first compulsory fifty kicks. Andra twisted on the hammering dildo, taking it in all
directions, screaming her wish to take more and more and more.
Her well-formed body twisting under the assault was extremely
provocative, as was the form of the nude woman strapped onto the other end of the punishing device, kicking it into her with all her might. Both girls had worked up a considerable sweat and their bodies gleamed with their perspiration.
Their weapon-stuffed vagina’s virtually foamed with the evidence
of their passion as they gave themselves entirely to the bizarre sport, not only for the benefit of the gamblers, but also for their own perverse gratification. Andra felt the fire in her cunt, and remembered the first time she had been so daring. It was when they were on vacation at the lake.
She was twelve, but had not yet started to bloom. She had made friends with a girl who was staying at a cabin a short distance down the beach, and they were both looking for excitement to break the monotony of the place. There was no mall to go to, not even a Seven-Eleven.
It looked like their vacation was going to be a real drag, until a couple of boys they met on the beach invited them to the beach party. Several cars of teenagers were in the campground, and they had arranged a party up the beach in a quiet cove. Andra and her new friend discovered that these kids came up here on the weekend and raised hell, which was just the kind of fun the girls were looking for.
There were more guys than girls, so they always tried to invite some of the girls staying at the private cabins along the beach. It was very exciting. The guys picked them up after dark, and although they could walk most of the way along the beach and
through the woods, they had to use an old row boat to get around the point, and into the cove itself.
The boys had brought along lots of beer, hot dogs and beach blankets, and promised the party would be a blast. It was. They built a big fire, and gathered lots of wood to replenish the blaze. It
the small cove, the light from the fire made it easy to see. There were nearly fifty kids there when they arrived, and only half a dozen of those were girls.
They looked like street kids, tough and sexy. Andra noticed that one girl with a very short black tube dress was not wearing any panties. She said she was fourteen, and had grown a decent pair of titties, but was not wearing a bra. She was absolutely rude. She was the only girl with high heels, and she kept them on, even though they made it difficult for her to walk in the sand.
Another one of the girls, who had to be no more than Andra’s age, had six rings in each ear, and a stone set in the side of her nose. A fine gold chain dangled from beneath her micro-mini skirt, and Andra wondered what the chain was attached to. All of the girls there were very pretty, and Andra realized the guys had picked them carefully.
She noticed that none of them seemed to be girlfriends of any of the guys. They were just there for a good time, and it was time to party. Three of the kids had brought ghetto blasters. They tuned them all to the same rock station, and placed them around the small beach, so there was lots of sound to party to.
All the kids had beer, and Andra started to feel a bit dizzy before she finished her first. She had never had a whole bottle to herself
before, she had always just had some of somebody else’s. She knew this was going to be a real party when one of the boys offered her a second beer.
She took it, and tilted it back. She and her new friend spilled some beer on their t-shirts, started to giggle, and couldn’t stop. That was when they knew for sure they were all having a great time. Some of the guys took off their shirts, and got girls to dance with them in the sand.
It was fun, and soon nearly everybody was dancing. Even the girl in the tube dress finally kicked off her heels and had fun. She was quite a hit, and she danced wildly, getting lots of attention, even from the other girls. She got more and more outrageous, kicking her legs wildly so that the tube dress rode higher and higher, giving free glimpses of her naked pubic mound.
Andra saw that the girl had no hair on her cunnie while she was supposed to be old enough to have grown a tiny tuft. She realized that the girl might not even be fourteen, although she said she was. But it still meant the young teen had somehow shaved or removed her pubic hair.
She found the idea strange – being a big girl was such a thrill, why try and erase the signs – yet stimulating. She was to witness more of the same, starting that very night. The daring young lady was attracting everybody’s attention. They all stopped dancing and made a big ring around her to watch her.
She was really outlandish, and she pulled a guy forward to dance with her. She slipped the top of her tube dress down over one of her titties, and got the guy to lick her nipple while they danced. He eagerly cooperated, and everybody cheered him on. When she tired of that, she got one of the guys to give her a bottle of beer, and she stuck the base in the sand.
Then she danced over it, swaying and gyrating in time to the loud music, slowly lowering herself into a squatting position. She was incredible. With every move, her cunnie came more and more into view, and she didn’t care. When she got down low, her tight short skirt rode up above her bald pubic mound and even pulled itself up uncovering her bum.
She lowered herself down until the flared lips of her naked cunnie brushed the top of the bottle’s long narrow neck. She slid her love slot along the top of the bottle, then with a small bounce lowered herself so that the neck disappeared inside her! She pressed right down, grinding her hips as she did so, until her pussy lips spread against the shoulders of the brown bottle.
It was right up inside her! She was actually fucking herself with a bottle, right on the beach in front of everybody. What surprised Andra was that nobody seemed to mind, they all watched her obscene act as if they liked it. They cheered her when she stood up, gripping the neck of the half-full beer bottle in her sex slot.
The bitch was acting like a real slut, and they loved her for it. Two of the boys grabbed the girl by the arms and took her off down the
beach. She was laughing, still clinging to the beer bottle stuck in her bare pussy when Andrea had left. She was sure they were going to fuck her.
She had been at parties where girls had been taken to bedrooms or to the back seat of the car to be fucked, and although she had never done it herself, she thought it was really exciting. She just hadn’t found a guy she wanted to do it with yet. She knew she would have to do it fairly soon, because in less than ten months she would be twelve.
The girl with the chain dangling between her legs got undressed, taking. everything off. She got onto her back, lifting herself with her legs and arms. Andra watched a boy take her chain. It was attached to a ring that pierced the fleshy hood at the crest of her vagina! He gave a little tug to the chain, and she started to crab-walk, with her pierced, visibly shaved genitals on full display.
“I’m walking my pet crab!” he said, and everyone laughed and made room for him as he and his unusual pet moved around the blazing fire. The girl was acting out the debasing subservient role willingly. Andra and her friend were startled at the bizarre turn the beach party had taken.
They thought of leaving, but without the boat they were stranded. As strange and depraved as the party was, at least it was not threatening, and they found it intriguing, intrigued by the sexuality of developments, and wondering what was going to happen next. They were soon to find out.
“It’s show and tell time!” one of the boys said, and pulled out his penis. It was in full erection. He was only twelve or thirteen, had only thin curls of pubic hair, and had not been circumcised. “Everybody has to show their dinks, and tell how many times they’ve used it, masturbating or fucking a fucking girl!”
The boys were quick to pull out their dicks. There was a large
assortment, both big and small, thick and thin. Only a couple of the younger boys were not yet fully erect. A couple of the girls lifted their skirts, and another dropped her jeans and panties to her knees.
Andra and her friend loosened their belts, and slid their jeans down. This was so daring! What would their mothers say of they saw them doing this in front of everybody. It was totally naughty. They reluctantly also slid their panties town a few inches, revealing their pubic hair.
“Come on, girls, right down to your knees!” the other girls said. Andra’s friend mis-understood, and she dropped to her knees in the sand. One girl had held out, and had moved to the back of the group. She was pushed forward, and with everyone watching, was berated for hiding. She had said she was just going off to pee, so they made her pee into a beer bottle, in front of everybody.
Andra and her friend were to go first, telling everybody all about their sex experience. Both said they had never done it, which was the truth, and when everyone had finished sharing their experience statistics, the two of them were the only ones who had never had sex.
“Virgins!” the shout went out. “We got us a couple of fuckin’ virgins! We got virgins!” everybody chanted.
“Virgins are for eating peanuts!” an older boy shouted. “Where are the peanuts?” There were several bags of peanuts with the beer, and one of the boys brought them over.
“Sit them up on that big log!” another shouted, and Andra and her friend were lifted up and positioned on the edge of a large log that had washed ashore. Their jeans and panties were pulled right off them, and they were handed the bag of nuts.
“Okay, you two gotta stuff them salted nuts into your pussies!” The girls hesitated. They hated taking orders, and what they were told to do was not nice. “NOW!” the boy shouted, lifting a fist, and they both complied. The peanuts were salty and oily, and felt funny as they stuffed the vestibule of their vaginas with them.
They could hold only a few each, and the kids watching them quickly realized that they were true virgins, with their hymens intact. They were just sticking them into their vestibules. Now it became very humiliating for the two girls. The boys lined up, got
on their knees in front of their spread legs, and ate the peanuts from their pussies.
They dug around with their tongues, French kissing, getting even the half-nuts that stuck in the crevasses. As each boy finished, they had to stuff more peanuts into themselves, and then undergo the peanut eating again. Even the girls took part in eating the peanuts from cunt, eagerly digging the salty nuts out of the immature vaginas with their tongues.
Andra’s friend shivered when another girl put her mouth to her sex organ, but Andra thought it was neat, having another girl on her knees, eating from her twat. It gave her a strange sense of power that she liked. When everyone had taken a turn, the girls who were not virgins had to sit on the log, and cooked franks covered in ketchup and mustard were stuck deep into their bare shaved cunnies.
This was really gross, but the boys encouraged Andra and her friend to join them in eating “pussy dogs” directly from the sex organs of the young girls. This was so much fun that it was almost like sex, Andra thought. This gives a whole new meaning to getting yourself eaten out.
The girls, sitting with their thighs spread and the ends of cooked wieners sticking out of their cunts, giggled with embarrassment when females ate the franks from their cunnies, but it was all part of the sexy game, and these sexy young girls were all committed to doing it right.
THE END OF CHAPTER SEVEN