Mother Nature's warriors

In the beginning it was just Mother Nature. For eons no one walked the face of this earth. But one day it happened that fire met water at a lake in the mountains. From the conjunction of these two opposing elements emerged two women, naked and so beautiful and so pure that all the birds fell silent in awe. One had hair made of silver, the other had hair like onyx. The women had no names and they did not yet speak any language. But even though they knew only each other and nothing of the world, they felt nothing but antipathy for one another. It was as if Mother Nature wanted the two women to be as different as the water and fire from which they rose.

At first they wrestled, naked as they were, but soon discovered that they were equally strong. The more their bodies intertwined and their sensitive breasts rubbed together, the more they felt the wetness between their thighs. A pleasant feeling spread and it felt good the closer their crotches came to one another. They suddenly knew instinctively that this was the way they had to compete. So they crossed their thighs and passionately slid their pussies over each other. Their powerful screams and moans of pleasure echoed through the primeval forests as their sweet juices mingled. The fierce battle raged for weeks, shine or rain, day or night, until Mother Nature herself had to issue a verdict. She declared the two arch enemies to be equals. But they should return to this place once an annual cycle and have an encounter until one defeats the other.

And so the art of tribadic combat was born, Mother Nature's competitive ritual. This is what the Amazons have told each other since the beginning of time. To this day, some women honor this legend with a sexual duel in remote locations to pay homage to the creatrix and her sacred ceremony.