Tag-Team Maneuvers · Part 2

Tag-Team Maneuvers · Part 2 (2/2)
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er girl was slapping her tits.

Debbie rolled away. Karla dove after her, but missed, landing on the ground between rows of cornstalks. The towering corn shook loudly above them. Debbie grabbed Karla's ankles and stood up, dragging Karla along a row of corn. Karla was crying out, trying to hand onto stalks of corn, feeling her tits scraping the ground. Quickly, Debbie twisted Karla's legs, turning the dark-haired girl face up. She dropped down on her, tearing into Karla's pants, pulling them off her hips, having to fight off Karla. With one of her legs stripped Karla peeled free, kicking until she caught Debbie in a leglock, with Debbie's face in her crotch, inches from her bare pussy.

Squeezing her head there, Karla reached for her walkie-talkie and called for a Marker. As soon as she put it down, she felt Debbie's tongue penetrate her folds, pressing inside her channel. The sensation made her gasp. The motions stroked her clit and then penetrated surprisingly deep into her cunt. "Oh, fuck me!" Karla moaned. But Debbie threw her off, then stripped off Karla's pants the rest of the way, shoes and socks too. When the Marker appeared, Debbie had Karla's head facedown in her laps, her arms up under Karla's shoulders. Karla, struggling, her ass in the air, legs spread, was showing the Marker lots of pink wetness in a thick black bush.

"He's here for you, honey," Debbie laughed, breathless, enjoying the sight of his erection. "And he's got a beauty of a cock. How do you want it?" "Oh, God," Karla moaned. "Let him screw my brains out." The Marker smiled, taking down his pants, a muscular pair of thighs visible now as he knelt down behind Karla, took her by the hips and aimed his cock. Karla gasped when he entered her, then shook as he fucked her from behind, both of them moaning. "I took one out," Debbie announced in the walkie-talkie. But Darlene couldn't answer. She'd been jumped ny Karen, the Red team player with long black hair.

Karen had flailed herself at Darlene, hoping surprise would do her prey in, but Darlene was too strong. Darlene pawed Karen's perfect breasts, then dug a hand into the dark-haired girl's pants, putting two fingers straight into Karen's pussy, pumping in and out, feeling Karen's snatch getting quickly primed, juicy-wet. Karen moaned now, grabbing Darlene's wrist with two hands, trying to stop the Yellow team girl from putting her fingers in her pussy, but she couldn't. "Come you little bitch," Darlene groaned, a third finger going into Karen. Karen finally released Darlene's wrist, arms out above her head, legs spreading so strongly that she ripped the seam out of her own pants.

Spread-eagled, she sighed audibly as Darlene did her. Darlene called for a Marker, still finger-pumping Karen's wet pussy, climaxing her. A Marker appeared, standing over Karen's spent-looking boby. His cock wasn't quite hard; so Darlene pulled her slick fingers from Karen's pussy and wrapped them over the Marker's cock. Then she plunged a mouthful of saliva over him. Pumping her lips tight and wet over him. Pumping het lips tight and wet over his cock, she played gently with his shaft growing heavier in her mouth. The first squirt of semen blasted over her tongue. She kept sucking until she had a mouthful.

Then she eased off his shaft, spitting the cum over her lips into heartshaped cut of Karen's bush. Her mouth tasting strongly sweet with semen, Darlene picked up her walkie-talkie. "Got your message before, Deb, but couldn't reply. We got two of them down now. Let's storm the barn." Debbie's reply came breathlessly. "On my way there now. I just saw the last Red team member go inside." __________

Kathy was up in the hayloft, red flag in her hip pocket, when she heard someone down below. Looking over the loft railing, she stole a peek at a Yellow team player-a hung-breasted girl with both tits jutting out the front of her skirt. There was a length of rope nearby. Kathy saw that. She also saw another Yellow team players running for the barn, a few hundred yards away, closing in. Grabbing the rope, Kathy jumped over the side of the loft. She landed just behind Debbie, tackling her around the waist, landing both of them on the stawcovered floor with a dusty thump.

Kathy turned Debbie over, bit her big nipples hard, leaving teeth marks, feeling the pressure of her teeth cause Debbie to release the hold she had on her hair. Kathy bit Debbie's nipple again. Debbie covered her aching tits with her arms, and Kathy was quick, tying the rope around Debbie's wrists, then running it between her legs, tying her ankles. Debbie shouted warning to Darlene as Kathy tied her up. Hopeless now, Debbie felt Kathy turning her facedown, her lips kissing dusty straw. Her pants were ripped off, shoes and socks removed. Then Kathy turned her face-up again, bit once more into the sensitive pink marks on Debbie's tits, making Debbie scream.

Then she ripped off Debbie's shirt, leaving the big-titted woman naked and help-less on the ground. Naked and tied. Kathy stood then, posed to counterattack, expecting Darlene through either door now. But there was nothing. She's wainting in ambush me, Kathy realized. Waiting in ambush outside. Kathy looked route back to her team's starting point. If she timed it right, she could outrun the other girl and make it back. She took a deep breath and started running. From her tied position, Debbie screamed, "She's taking off, Darlene." But Darlene was already there, throwing a kicking trip into Kathy's shins, toppling the bigger girl, then coming down on top of her, clawing and scratching.

Darlene shredded Kathy's skirt, fingernails digging into ivory-glossed flesh, leaving red marks over Kathy's tits. "Get her nipples, Darlene!" Debbie shouted. "She just about bit mine off." Darlene dropped her mouth on Kathy's right tit, biting hard on soft flesh. Kathy screamed, but countered, pulling the back of Darlene's skirt up her back. Kathy dug her nails into Darlene's spine, bringing the strawberry-blond girl upright, twisting. Then Kathy bucked Darlene off. The two of them spawled over the gruond. Hands and nails flailing at each other. First one was on top, then the other. The sound of hands smacking bare breasts became louder.

Kathy was the first to ball her fist, punching a right cross that hit deep into Darlene's left tit, the width of Kathy's hand sinking into the meaty flesh, knocking Darlene to the side. As Darlene clutched her own breasts, Kathy grabbed her by the hair, throwing Darlene over, threw a cat-scratching right hand deep into Darlene's right tit, going through the nipple Beaten, Darlene held her tits, bracing for what might follow. Kathy was screaming for a Marker as she tore off a surrendering Darlene's pants. The Marker came immediately, having been stationed in the barn. "Oh her face," Kathy ordered.

She started to stand, but then positioned herself between Darlene's leg that she'd spread widely in defeat. While the Marker stroked his cock, aiming it for Darlene's face, Kathy made a loud growl and dropped her teeth onto Darlene's pussy. She bit into the soft upper folds of Darlene's cunt, sucking hard until the skin aruond Darlene's clit was in her mouth. And she kept sucking. She heard Darlene scream with pain and pleasure, knowing her mouth would be wide open, hearing Darlene gulping then when the Marker's cum pumped through her open lips. __________

Tired, Kathy started walking toward her starting point. Darlene was in impassioned embrace with the Marker who'd cum-shot her, stroking his slick cock in her hand, and Kathy considered them fondly as she backed from the barn. When she was 20 yards away, she turned to walk face forward, but then saw the other Yellow team member. Debbie was running naked from the barn, her breasts bouncing heavily across her chest. In her hand was a Yellow flag. Someone she'd untied herself. Kathy hesitated. Should she chase the girl or try to outrun her back to their respective starting points? Kathy started after her. Debbie tried to hold her tits, but they shook so heavily, so wildly, it slowed her down.

And, looking over her shoulder, she saw the dark-haired girl closing in. Less then 15 yards behind. Ten, now. Debbie cut into the cornfield and dropped to the ground. Kathy tripped over her and went flying thruogh the air. Debbie would have to fight her. But Kathy was struggling, unable to get up. Then Debbie saw that Kathy's shirt had been impaled by a hard stalk fo corn. She was caught and struggling to get free. Debbie charged forward and kicked Karthy's ass, knocking her forward, twisting her in the cornstalks. Then she grabbed the waist of Kathy's pants and stripped her, feeling the thin material ripping easily. Trying to take off Kathy's one shoe, Debbie got kicked in the tit.

She staggered back and felt the breath go out of her. She fell over a broken stalk of corn, landing on her bare ass. She saw Kathy rip off her shirt, freeing herself from the cornstalk. She saw Kathy coming at her, saw the kick for her other tit. She covered up, but still felt the thud of her foot banging into her breasts. She fell to the ground, lying there faceup, seeing only a strip of blue sky between rows of corn. But then Kathy was on her, clawing hungrily over Debbie's big tits, squeezing her hard, grabbing for Debbie's cunt at the same time as Debbie screamed. "I'm so horny," Kathy gasped, bringing her cunt down on Debbie's face.

"Stick your tongue in my pussy." Kathy's cunt was on her face, wetsmeared folds pressing up and down over Debbie's mouth and nose, as Kathy moaned pleasurably, using her fingers to rub her own pussy at the same time. Licking Kathy's pussy, Debbie reached down for Kathy's ankles and started peeling off her socks, getting one off, then working off the other. Kathy was giving into her, not seeming to realize…. And Kathy wass close to coming, begging Debbie to get more tongue up in her cunt, Kathy wedging her pussy down harder on Debbie's gasping mouth. Kathy twisted her hips from side to side, screaming now as she came, humping up and down, riding Debbie's mouth.

As soon as Kathy peaked, Debbie reached up and grabbed the short length of Kathy's hair and pulled her down, screaming, "Marker!" as loudly as she could, holding Kathy there, her fingers in the black hair down to the roots. And through the corn walked the man who arrangered all this. Looking so handsome, with daring dark eyes, lean but strong-looking, naked from the waist up, peeling his pants down his hard loins. Debbie slackened her grip on Kathy's hair and, looking up at him, Kathy opened her legs a little wider. "Father open," their host said, bare feet kicking easily at Kathy's ankles to get her wider open still.

"Better yet," he said, kneeling down, drawing Kathy's knees into her breasts, having Debbie hold them there. "Yeah," he said," much better." He came down on Kathy, entering her patiently, sinking into the soft wet flesh of her hot pussy. "Oh, yeah," he sighed, caressing Kathy's naked breasts, putting a hand between the top of her thigh, pressing there. "You did get into this, didn't you?" He was pumping her easily. "Isn't it a fantastic release out here? Ripping off your opponent's clothes? Wrestling with them? No better fun-oh, yeah," he cringed, feeling the warmth of Kathy's pussy," in the world." "I'm going to come," Kathy sighed weakly. "Oh, I'm coming.

I'm coming… again!" "That's it," the man soothed, hips moving a little faster. "Come. Come on and do it." He kept fucking until Kathy was spent, the withdrew from her, his shaft glossy with pussy juices. He came to Debbie, stroking her breasts. "You want to help me mark her?" Debbie was on her knees as the man stood. With her fingers plying pressure in her seam, she took his shaft in her mouth, letting him press his length down over her tongue as deep as he own touches before he was ready; so she let herself go.

And once her hands were still, she slid him from her mouth, pressed his length between her fingers and shot his wad all over Kathy's face, squirting it into her thick black hair, feeling the spasms of victory shooting through her fingers. "Hooray," she smiled, "for the Yellow team." —

Tag-Team Maneuvers · Part 2 (2/2)
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