Contract Maker 2

The Mayoress  by Aussie Greg


I looked at the two Vietnamese women opposite me. It made no difference to me which of them got the Labor Party support for councilor and Mayor of Brimbank, a municipality of Melbourne with a large Vietnamese population. As the local numbers man of the party I knew about making party deals ignoring the people involved, and a Vietnamese mayor for the council elected with our support translated into large blocks of Vietnamese voters at the State and Federal level. We had done it previously with other ethnic groups and now it was the Vietnamese’s turn. Use them up and spit them out. That was my motto. When we sucked that well dry, then maybe the recently arrived Sudanese would have organized themselves sufficiently to be of use to our political machine.

Two women. Two different upbringings. Both had arrived as teenage boat refugees and taken different paths to wealth.

Tu Lan had devoted herself to study and was now a 46 year old surgeon whose wealth came from Vietnamese women’s need for cosmetic surgery and the fact that her procedures were not itemized as cosmetic surgery which had no Government refund but listed as other operating procedures that allowed her clients to claim back up to 90% of the cost. She needed the council to rubber stamp the construction of her small boutique private hospital.

Huyen was 40, had left school at 14 after giving up studying to help her mother sew 18 hours a day to meet the quotas of the Vietnamese born, English speaking, middleman who dealt with the department stores and shops. At 18 Huyen became the mistress of a 40 year old Vietnamese middleman who had learnt his English translating for the USA army and 6 months later she dumped him and started out as a middleman herself. Now 90% of the Vietnamese home sewing was channeled through her and she was ruthless. She squeezed the lowest prices from her sewers, with payments like 30cents a tracksuit top; they provided their own thread, she paid late, she put on unreasonable time limits, but she was the only game in town that allowed shops and manufactures to put Australian made labels on clothes that competed with Chinese made prices. But she needed less council checking on home sewers.

I looked again over the tops of my specs. Huyen looked about 30, with her high cheek bones, dark captivating eyes and long black silk like hair just permed enough to give it body and bounce. Her 5ft 3, 32 22 31 body was covered by an Adeline André skin tight, knee length black silk crêpe skirt and blazer with a cream camisole. Adeline had began her career in the House of Christian Dior and dressed Parisian actresses and society ladies in her fluid creations, and Huyen preferred her clothes to those of the other 9 Haute Couture houses of Paris. Even though this outfit was prêt-à-porter and not custom it had still cost Hong Kong dollars 33,5000 ($4300 USA) on her 6 monthly shopping visit there as she found they had a larger range in petite sizes than Australia. Her 4 inch heels and sunglasses were Gucci while her large shoulder bag was the Loius Vuitton Vivienne at USA$1500. Her perfume was Jean-Paul Gaultier Classique (produced by a division of Japan’s Shiseido).

Tu Lan, the cosmetic surgeon was 5ft 5, 34B 26 33, pixie faced with short feathered hair and similarly dressed in imported clothes but her choice was the Italian Sorelle Fontana with Gucci accessories, and although her skirt was mid calf the side split actually showed more of her longer legs than Huyen displayed, and she had more of an elegant refined look than Huyen whom I thought had more of an expensive slut look.

For a second I wavered and thought to offer the place to the one who was willing to take my overweight aging body to bed, but I remained loyal to the party creed of not allowing my interference to cause dissent amongst the ethnic groups.

“You must decide between yourselves, then my Party will back you and ensure you win”, I stated.

“Time for the Government to hear about your Medicare scam”, Huyen stated, “Unless you withdraw”.

“The only thing I would do for you is give you the boob job you badly need. Maybe the Government will hear about your flaunting of Union rules with your home sewers”, answered Tu Lan.

“There’s only one way we can decide. You know I’m known as the contract maker, because I settle disputes with my sewers woman to woman with the contract maker. You want to try and be mayor or you want to walk away”?

Tu Lan’s only reply was to lean up and kiss the 40 year old Vietnamese woman, pressing her lips against Huyen’s, their moist lips brushing against each other’s, Tu Lan’s tongue slowly slid between Huyen’s lips again and again. She accepted the kiss, returning it, her own tongue sliding between Tu Lan’s lips. Tu Lan took Huyen’s right hand in her own and drew it behind her, pressing the younger woman against her tight, mid calf length skirt, letting her fingers slide over the sheer material of the skirt and feel the firm, warm flesh of Tu Lan’s arse through the material..

“You feel that. 46 years old and better and tighter than yours?” Tu Lan whispered to Huyen, breaking their kiss, and then sliding Huyen’s around her hips and pressed it between the side slit, drawing it up her legs, letting feeling the moist heat between her legs, seeping through the sheer material of her tiny, pink thong.

“Can you feel how much a woman I am? Lets see how you compare.”

With that, Tu Lan slid her free hand down between them and reached under Huyen’s skirt and up to cup Huyen’s crotch, squeezing her mound lightly and feeling the heat emanating from the other woman’s sex.

“Lets start”, said Huyen, and then kissed her again as she squeezed and massaged the older woman’s cunt with one hand while Tu Lan used hers on Huyen. The two continued kissing, tongues sliding in and out between each other’s lips as they fondled each other’s cunts through the now sopping material of their lingerie under their skirts. Tu Lan released her hold on Huyen’s neck, and slid her hand down to slide it gently over her arse-cheeks, cupping and squeezing the toned, firm globes.

Tu Lan moaned happily into Huyen’s mouth as she felt her thong pulling up between her cunt-lips, joined by Huyen’s finger as the younger woman pressed two fingers forward and entered her digits as far into Tu Lan’s pussy as the thin, sopping material would enable it. Tu Lan murmured her pleasure, grabbing Huyen’s probing tongue with her lips and sucking her lips back and forth over the other woman’s tongue. This incredibly erotic action sent a jolt of sexual pleasure through Huyen’s cunt and she began to grind her pussy down in small, humping circles over Tu Lan’s hand as she slid her own hand under Tu Lan’s tight thong and pressed two fingers to the knuckles inside the surgeon.

Tu Lan moaned sharply, her mouth closing firmly around Huyen’s tongue before she went back to the regular sucking motion on her tongue that she had used earlier. Huyen pumped her fingers in and out of the burning, wet heat of Tu Lan’s cunt as she ground her own crotch onto her rival’s hand, feeling Tu Lan jerk and twitch in pleasure. A confident grin crossed Huyen’s face as she continued to enjoy the tongue-job Tu Lan was giving her, and she placed her thumb against the top of Tu Lan’s clit and pressed it down firmly onto the sawing fingers plunging again and again into the short black haired 46 year old Vietnamese woman’s cunt.

She rubbed and rolled the stiff clit between her thumb and pumping fingers, causing Tu Lan’s breathing to become ragged and harsh around Huyen’s tongue which was deep in her mouh. She began to pant and moan as the pleasure inside her cunt built higher and higher. The thought of outfucking the Contract Maker had only served to work her up more, and now Huyen was going to work on her clit. Tu Lan had to stretch her neck higher and higher as her legs spread wider and wider apart, as  Huyen forced her fingers deeper inside of her sucking, gripping pussy.

“Uhhhhhmmmmmmm yeeeahhhh,” moaned Tu Lan, Huyen’s tongue coming free from her mouth as she dropped lower, her own fingers gripping tighter than before to Huyen’s pussy and curved ass, more from a need for balance now than in an effort to get Huyen to cum. Her body was hunched down, almost squatting down as she threw her head back and shuddered out an orgasm.

Got you now, bitch, Huyen thought, but at that moment she moaned as she felt the older woman’s hand slide between her legs and her inner thighs, then her thumb between the soft, tight cleft of her cunt and finally a stiff finger force its way into her now slick channel. Gently, with experienced digits, Tu Lan parted Huyen’s pussy and pulled it wide, exposing the gleaming pink flesh of her inner vagina, her erect clitoris and the dark round opening of her fuck-hole. Suddenly it was her body reacting and Tu Lan expertly brought her to her first climax.

Tu Lan continued to slam her fingers in and out of Huyen’s pussy and rub and grind her clitoris. She loved the power of making a woman cum, especially a younger self opinionated bitch, and knew that she’d shifted the dynamics of this encounter. Huyen was no longer in charge, now she was. Becoming mayor was nothing compared to the moans and squeals of pleasure, the shaking and quivering coming from Huyen as Tu Lan’s fingers pumped in and out of her cunt beneath the sodden material of thong.

Oh… oh… fuck… I… oh IIIIIIIIIIII'mmmmmmmmmm cuuuuuuuuuuummimnnnng agaaaaaaaaaaaain!“ moaned Huyen as she slumped to the ground, and lifted her head, looking up at Tu Lan standing over her, her legs spread, discarding her skirt and about to remove her thong which was still pulled up slightly between her cunt-lips. Her breasts rose and fell as she stared down, red lips parted, a hungry, almost feral look, and eyes alight with desire at Huyen’s climaxing body.

Tu Lan just grinned at her. She pulled Huyen to her feet and kissed her again before seating her on one of the sofas running along the wall. She got down to her knees and leaned forward, her mouth beside Huyen’s ear.

"You wanted to compete. Now we go to the finish.”

The 46 year old surgeon began to slide her hands up and down Huyen’s thighs, running them from knee to thigh, then higher and higher, working her way down between Tu Lan’s legs. Grabbing her inner thighs, Huyen lifted them high and pulled them wide, making the tight material of Tu Lan’s thong stretch wide, forming almost a second skin over her sodden, dripping crotch, her cunt-mound prominent before leaning forward, her hands still gripping onto Huyen’s’ thighs as she lowered her face until it rested just above the younger woman’s firm breasts.

Give them to me,“ she whispered to Huyen, who in order to show she was not intimidated quickly acquiesced by grabbing her tight bra-shirt and pulled it open, revealing her firm breasts, erect nipples pointing right at Tu Lan’s mouth. The older woman grinned, then lowered her head and let her tongue flick over Huyen’s right nipple, then closed her lips over it and began to suck on it gently. She sucked the nipple and surrounding flesh into her mouth and lapped at it with her tongue as her lips sucked it in and out. Huyen’s hands released Tu Lan’s thighs and came up to knead her tits together, tugging and nibbling at the stiff, dark brown nipple in her mouth, lapping at it with the tip of her tongue as she massaged and fondled the other woman’s breasts.

She moved from nipple to nipple, pinching and nibbling at them lightly with her teeth, suckling at the tit-flesh with her mouth as Tu Lan took her lips from Huyen’s tits and let out low moans of pleasure, eyes rolling behind half-closed eye-lids, lips parted, sweet air panting out between her moist, red lips.

Huyen’s own firm smaller breasts were now pressing against Huyen’s flat belly, rubbing up and down against her hard stomach as she sucked greedily on Tu Lan’s responsive, hard nipples. Tu Lan knew she had to respond or she would go under. She finally pulled her mouth away from her nipples and went on the attack. She knelt and began to kiss down the underside of Huyen’s firm breasts, down her flat stomach, her tongue circling around her belly button as her hands first removed Huyen’s tiny black thong, then gripped Tu Lan’s hips and parted them, exposing her shaven pussy. Her hands began to stroke up and down Huyen’s inner thighs preparing her cunt for eating. At the same time Huyen’s lips kissed past the surgeon’s small rectangle of black pubic hair and finally pressed her lips against vaginal lips, causing Tu Lan to once more drop her head back and let out a long, low moan of pleasure.

They ate each other for a few minutes until Tu Lan went limp, her hands released Huyen’s body and her legs collapsed as she fell to her hands and knees, head down, black hair hanging in sweaty, twisted locks as she breathed heavily, her body heaving up and down as she tried to catch her breath as a massive orgasm surged through her.

Huyen’s grin widened even as her eyes narrowed, she straddled over the prone older woman to finish her off.

"Too old bitch”, she gloated when without warning Tu Lan reached up and seized Huyen’s left nipple and slammed her hand against Tu Lan’s exposed cunt and rubbed her erect clitoris furiously, sawing fingers furiously into the already highly aroused Huyen’s snatch. Every time Huyen tried to move Tu Lan squeezed the nipple she held in one hand and continued to work her clit. I watched as she stroked it, bent it, rubbed it against Huyen’s pelvis, finger fucked her as she rolled it between thumb and forefinger. Huyen’s hips bucked upwards in orgasmic shock and she let out a wordless groan of pleasure as she arched her back, thrusting her breasts outwards as her lips parted and teeth clenched. Tu Lan’s grin just widened as using her pincer like grip on Huyen’s nipple she guided the ogasming Huyen to the floor and plunged her cum covered fingers deeply into Huyen’s gushing snatch, her thumb still furiously grinding against her clitoris as she brought the younger woman off again and again and again, reducing her to a bundle of nerves, each one on fire with erotic stimulation. Huyen tried to retaliate but a squeeze of the nipple stopped any attempt and forced her accept the relentless finger fucking from the older Tu Lan.

Finally her body went limp, fucked out by Tu Lan’s ministrations, her highly aroused still twitching body sprawled flat on her back on the floor, arms and legs akimbo, breasts rising and falling rapidly as she tried to catch her breath.

Moving quickly Tu Lan knelt, her body upright, her arse resting on her heels. She reached under Huyen’s thighs and hoisted them up resting them on her shoulders. Reaching behind herself she grabbed Huyen’s dangling ankles and pulled them around her body so they met just below her own breasts. She quickly secured them by guiding the ankles through her and Huyen’s discarded thong.

Huyen was now held in the classic Filipina control position. Her head and back were on the floor; her wide open cunt was presented to Tu Lan’s mouth and she was unable to move with her legs draped over Tu Lan’s shoulders, down Tu Lan’s shoulder blades, under Tu Lan’s armpits and then clamped together under Tu Lan’s tits by the thongs.

“Watch this”, Tu Lan said to me. And she started on her captive opponent. Leaning forward, Tu Lan slid her tongue gently up, then down the open flesh of Huyen’s tight cunt. This caused her to moan and arch her back at the delicious sensations that ran up through her spine. Tu Lan pressed her tongue forward into Huyen’s cunt, cleverly wriggling the pink flesh of her tongue to run it up against both the top and bottom of Huyen’s spasming, twitching pussy. Grabbing Huyen’s thighs firmly, Tu Lan pulled her face close to the other woman’s pussy and twisted and scooped her tongue in and out of her hot fuck-hole. Her tongue pumped up and down inside of Huyen’s cunt as the captured Vietnamese moaned and whimpered and humped up against her opponent’s face.

Huyen screamed uncontrollably as she felt Tu Lan’s tongue slide up and down across her clit, fingers parting her cunt-lips and holding them open as her lips closed around the slick little love button and began to suckle on it, her tongue continued to wriggle eagerly across it. Huyen’s chest was heaving up and down, her small tits rising and falling rapidly as she built towards another orgasm. She panted for breath, her hands beating the floor as she arched her back and squeezed her eyes shut, biting her lower lip tightly.

A wave of orgasmic passion washed over her, drowning Huyen in all encompassing sexual ecstasy. Stronger than anything so far. She sobbed with pleasure, her arse humping Tu Lan’s face, cunt grinding into Tu Lan’s mouth as her wet snatch blasted a thick stream of hot cunt-cream into the woman’s mouth. Tu Lan squealed gleefully as she lapped up the hot pussy juices, thrusting fingers deep into her own pussy with one hand while she replaced her tongue with the other hand and her fingers slammed in and out of Huyen’s humping cunt. Huyen cried out again and again, her body shuddering and trembling as wave after wave of sexual pleasure rocked throughout her body until she finally let out a long, low groan of exhausted pleasure and her back flopped to the floor.

Tu Lan continued to lap at Huyen’s oozing cunt-juices, taking the hot cream into her mouth, swallowing it down, rubbing her face into Huyen’s cunt and drenching cum all over her face. Her breasts and belly were coated with the cum and her own saliva that poured from Huyen’s pussy. She dropped her tongue back down to Tu Lan’s pussy and lewdly dragged it thickly between Tu Lan’s cunt-lips, tasting the delicious cunt-cream still oozing from her hot pussy relishing the uncontrolled response from her rival’s body.

Then she ripped the thongs from Huyen’s ankles and allowed her freed legs to tumble to the floor where she lay wailing and sobbing on the floor. Tu Lan was ruthless and she grabbed her by the hair with one hand and straddled Huyen’s face. The 46 year old’s other hand spread her cunt and her belly tensed as she strained. A few drops appeared at her urethra, then a fine stuttering spray, and then as her bladder emptied a hose like stream of thick yellow piss that she emptied into the younger woman’s face. It didn’t matter that she had 9 years of medical training. It didn’t matter that she was one of the richest Vietnamese in Australia. She was a Vietnamese woman proving her superiority over another.

“I’ve won but I’m keeping this contest going because I’m going to humiliate and degrade you so that when this gets out you won’t show your face in the Vietnamese community because of shame”.

She dragged Huyen on to her hands and knees and wrapped her left arm around Huyen’s upper chest, clamping the woman’s arms to her sides at the elbows. Desperately Huyen twisted about wildly as the surgeon settled down and leaned into her younger prey.

“My you’re still trying.” said Tu Lan sarcastically" as she reached around the front of Huyen with her free hand and slid her fingers between her legs. Huyen let out a defiant squeal as Tu Lan pushed her fingers past the wet cuntlips and slipped them deep between her sweaty, wet lips. Huyen’s hips bucked and pushed as Tu Lan started rubbing her slowly and forcefully up and down in a wildly erotic fashion. Her first three fingers slid inside her and she began oscillating them in and out of her, pumping them in a ruthlessly rhythmic fashion. At the same time, her thumb slid up Huyen’s vagina and over her clitoris. Using her thumb, she began rubbing and pushing hard on the poor Vietnamese’s clit, sending her into a spiral of overwhelming sensations.

Huyen was panting and moaning heavily now as Tu Lan stepped up her forceful massage. As she masturbated the younger woman, the tertiary educated Vietnamese pulled her hips over the kneeling Vietnamese’s tight, small rear and began sliding them slowly up and down over the younger woman’s arse, riding her gyrations. Both women lost all sense of reality and time as she forced the younger woman girl to build toward inevitable orgasm. She then loosened her left arm’s pinning grip and ran her hand across the Huyen’s tits. She let out a shriek of sexual excitement as each nipple was brushed. Tu Lan then cupped her left breast and used this grip to pin the woman.. Her hand squeezed and massaged the firm, pert breast as she continued to feverishly stroke her piss covered opponent.

Huyen’s struggles grew more violent and Tu Lan knew the end was near. Stepping up her efforts, she began slamming her three fingers in and out of her, expanding and twisting them as she increased the pumping to an ever intensifying pace. At the same time, she grabbed her nipples with her two finger and began pinching it wildly.

“You don’t have a choice.” replied Tu Lan. “I decide. How do you like it?” she barked rubbing Huyen’s clit faster and harder.

“Go on, fight it. Try not to cum because you belong to me”, taunted Tu Lan

With a change in her rhythm, she pushed her fingers deep and hard into Huyen and, at the same time, she squeezed her breast, pinching the nipple incredibly hard. Huyen surged upward in one last defiant effort, tightening her body in a futile attempt at resistance.

“GGGNNNNNNUUUUUGGGHHH… NNNOOOOO!!!!!” she screamed as she exploded upward in climax and wailed in ecstasy. Tu Lan let her go and she dropped hard and fast to the floor, curling up into a small ball of quivering defeat, clutching her crotch and her breasts as she rode out the last of the sensation.


“I’ll fuck you however I like, and you can’t do anything. Give in”, screamed Tu Lan as she forced her hips between Huyen’s legs to hold them apart, and raising her fingers like a snake, she formed them into a pointed, cone shape and plunged them hard into the gyrating younger Vietnamese. The dark hared businesswoman screamed wildly as Tu Lan’s long fingers slid slowly and deeply into the woman. Tu Lan then began pumping her hand in and out as she slammed wave after wave of erotic pleasure deep into the squirming helpless Vietnamese.

Then, with her right hand, she plunged all four fingers into Huyen’ raw swollen pussy and slid her hand about like she was molding the inside of a soft, clay pot. In huge, circular motions, she reamed Huyen’s vagina with her hand, sliding it around the inside of her cunt like it was a vase.

“OH YES, You’re a fucking BITCH! You going to learn to love being fucked by me and eating me. And I’m going to stretch your cunt till its so BIG!” she continued taunting Huyen with as much crude language as she could.

Huyen surged and writhed about in shear agony as Tu Lan continued her brutal, finger exploration.

“How’s about this for size CUNT!” she screamed as she withdrew her hand and pushed her left fist into the frantic Vietnamese. Using her knuckles and twisting her wrist, she began burrowing her hand into Huyen’s much too small vagina. Huyen retaliated by convulsing uncontrollable in a wild display of desperate resistance that Tu Lan had to clamp her bodies down onto the violently bucking woman to slow her struggling.

But in it went and while she fucked the 40 year old with her fist she used her other hand, the hand that gave hope to so many when it wielded a scalpel, to frig Huyen’s clit, till full of self hate for herself she gave a primeval groan and came yet again.

“Utter humiliation”, the naked 46 year gloated as she mounted Huyen’s face and slowly ground out her own orgasm before once again draping Huyen’s thighs over her shoulder in the Filipina control position.

Huyen shuddered when she felt a rough-soft tongue press between her still dry lips and begin to lap at her clitoral hood. Tu Lan stiffened her tongue and licked gently around the soft lips. Despite her own rising passion to use the dildo she took her time. She knew that most women got going much faster with a little teasing. One slow circuit, then another and another, adding pressure each time around. On the fourth trip, her tongue slipped between the silken lips, she could feel the wetness and taste it as it flooded her mouth. Tu Lan shivered with power and swirled her tongue over the sensitive inner folds and worked gently down to her rival’s entrance. Once there, she stuck her tongue out all the way and holding it stiff she pushed into her tight passage. Rocking her head back and forth she fucked in and out, smiling when Huyen’s hips began to rock in time to her thrusts.

Tu Lan quickly jammed her finger into the wet, slick entrance in front of her face as she continued to lash Huyen’s clit with her tongue. For a long while the tableau held, the only sounds in the room were the increasingly long and drawn out moans and sighs from Huyen as that heavenly tongue and relentless finger drover her towards a shattering climax.

Then she stopped and withdrew. Waited. Then started again. Slow. Real slow and deliberate. She repeated this a few more times. Huyen was pleading, begging sobbing. Any shred of dignity was long gone.

“Gotta cum OOoooooooooooooohhhh Please make me cummmmmmmmmmmmm”, she wailed.

It was music to the 46 year old Vietnamese. She had broken Huyen, the contract maker.

Suddenly she went rigid and screamed in pain. Cramp. Her calf muscle was knotted and stood out like a tennis ball. She pushed Huyen off and grabbed her foot and pulled on her toes. Relief. She stood up and collapsed as the other calf muscle spasmed and twitched uncontrollably.

Huyen slowly got up on her still shaky legs and advanced towards Tu Lan. She moved as quickly as she could and pushed the writhing Tu Lan flat onto her back. She then lay on top of Tu Lan draping herself over her body. Huyen gasped when she felt the soft, silky skin pressed against her own. Tu Lan’s pussy was now in Huyen’s face and she could smell the delicate scent of its arousal. She reached down to spread Tu Lan’s pussy open with her fingers. She waggled her tongue obscenely, and then tasted the dark-haired woman’s love hole. Her tongue went to work digging in like a team of Chinese building a rail line in the Wild West. Tu Lan howled and twisted as she came violently: her writhing again causing her calf to cramp up, and Huyen had to reach up to pull Tu Lan’s pussy back down onto her mouth, sucking at her voraciously. Soon her face with covered with the older woman’s cream and her tongue trailed up Tu Lan’s body, running over her stomach to her breasts, Huyen’s own breasts firmly squashing against Tu Lan’s belly. She took a moment to suckle at Tu Lan’s tits, then rose to kiss the Vietnamese surgeon, their breasts squashing together, rubbing back and forth against each other, nipples sliding stiffly over each other.

Tu Lan tried to rise but again cramp struck so Huyen took her time, sliding her cum and urine covered body over Tu Lan, kissing her cunt passionately, thighs sliding over her naked pussies, rubbing against her clits and driving her wild with desire. Huyen broke the cunt kiss, pulling her tongue from Tu Lan’s cunt before she once again lowered herself down and grabbed the firm, tanned breasts of Tu Lan in one hand and squeezed them together before swallowing the nipples into her mouth. She chewed and sucked and nibbled at the stiff nipples and firm tit-flesh surrounding them, making Tu Lan moan low and deep in her throat and squirm about beneath her.

Huyen laughed madly around the firm, tasty breasts held within her hands and in her mouth. She mashed them together, squeezing and plumping them, pushing them firmly against each other and lifting them, fondling the tits as her tongue lapped furiously along her nipples and she sucked her stiff nipples like two tiny cocks. Once again Huyen broke away from Tu Lan’s tits and rose to kiss the Vietnamese, their breasts mashing together once again as she ground her body against Tu Lan’s, her leg between Tu Lan’s thighs, grinding her clit into Tu Lan’s.

It was on. Both women moaned and panted in harsh, ragged breaths, Tu Lan’s head rolling madly, Huyen following it with every movement, every rotation, their lips pressing against each other, tongues running over each other. But Huyen’s hand were working overtime finger fucking the surgeon who was fingering her rival. Both came at different times flooding the others fingers. Finally Huyen broke away and stood up, taking a limp Tu Lan by the arm and pulling her to her feet. Pulling her finger from the her wet hole, she pressed four fingers together and then violently jammed them forward. Her hand sank into the warm, yielding opening, until only her thumb remained outside. Pushing her thumb against her clit, she began to drive her hand rapidly in, grinding her thumb on the woman’s clit as she did so.

She quickly sucked two fingers of her free hand into her mouth and swirled her tongue over them, until they were wet. Huyen reached out, pressed them between the 46 year old’s arse cheeks, and located her back door. Without slowing, Huyen pressed them against the tight opening. She pressed harder, ignoring the resistance, until both fingers slid into her arse. A shuddering wail reverberated around the room, as Tu Lan shook and came. Huyen drove her fingers into and out of both openings with as much force as she could muster from the position she was in.

“Cum, you fucking dirty little cunt! You know you love it hard, you little tramp. That little pussy better be quivering in the next minute or I’ll put my whole fist up your tight little arse,” Huyen screamed. Her screams were loud but not as loud as Tu Lan’s orgasms. Tu Lan shrieked again, and her arse was bouncing wildly in time to Huyen’s driving fingers. Her own attention to Huyen’s sensitized pussy became less and less concentrated and frequent, until it ceased altogether.

Huyen curled her thumb in and drove her entire fist into Tu Lan’s wildly bouncing pussy while screaming “Cum, you slut!” at the top of her lungs.

An hour later it was over. A prone, despondent and defeated Tu Lan stared at Huyen’s shaven cunt-lips as she sat splay legged on the floor holding the Contract maker. This was two black 8-inch dildos and she screwed them into the ends of a 6 inch red flexible middle section. The end result was a 22 inch double dildo - The Contract Maker which she used to settle disputes with disgruntled workers. She dragged herself across the floor and placed her hands onto Huyen’s knees, sliding them up her legs and between her inner thighs before pressing her tongue between the soft, tight cleft of her cunt in submission.

As Huyen placed the trembling surgeon into a doggy style position and inserted her half of the Contract maker into her cunt for her victory fuck I pondered about Sudanese women and their traditions as I had heard they were vicious, brutal, insane catfighters.