Marking Dominance

Naomi, a single woman in her early 30s, took in a young woman who was in dire financial straits. Lilu works as a stripper, so Naomi felt obligated to help, as she herself once worked in this profession before going to college and pursuing a successful career.

Coming home from work one afternoon, Naomi watched from the kitchen window as Lilu trained on a pole in the garden. Until now, the two women had largely avoided each other, as they had different daily routines. Lilu worked at night and slept during the day, while for Naomi, it was the other way around. But today, Lilu had her day off, which she spent in the garden. Lilu noticed she was being watched, but made no attempt to interrupt her exercises. Instead, Naomi registered a challenging glint in Lilu's eyes and provocative nuances in her movements.

"Amateur," Naomi thought to herself, as she critically examined her pole exercises. After several minutes, which Lilu and Naomi spent gazing more and more deeply into each other's eyes, Naomi left the kitchen window and went into the bathroom to treat herself to a relaxing, hot bath.

But lying naked in the tub, she could think of nothing but Lilu's erotic performance. Inevitably, she began to touch herself, caressing her clit with her fingers while letting the steamy fantasies in her head run wild. In her mind, Naomi dug her clit deep between Lilu's labia until, squealing and shaking all over, Lilu climaxed - and thus she marked the dominance in her own home.

But suddenly, Naomi was torn from her daydream when Lilu strutted into the bathroom stark naked. She sat on the edge of the tub and gazed hungrily at Naomi's swollen labia and hard clit.

"I see you enjoyed my show. I'm glad that you're already open for me, you horny slut. What do you think? You used to be a stripper, just like me. You've probably been with countless women. You're fucking hot! I wanna know what your pussy can do - what she's got. And I'm going to prove to you that you can't hold a candle to me," Lilu commented.

Naomi knew it. It was obvious Lilu was up to something. It was as if her fantasy had suddenly manifested from her mind into reality. She couldn't help but accept her seductive challenge. With a flick of her finger, Naomi signaled Lilu to join her in the tub.

"I'm going to conquer you in your own home," Lilu whispered confidently, before the two women shared a long, passionate kiss, thus beginning their contest.

They spread their legs and brought their vulvas together vigorously, causing the water to splash between their thighs like spray from a rocky cliff. Their clits quickly found the perfect angle, so that pleasure spiraled uncontrollably from the very first moment. The two experienced Sapphic lovemakers gave it their all to trib an orgasm out of their opponents. And they did. Again and again, late into the night. From the bathtub, across the couch and the carpet, to Naomi's bed, where the final, knock-out climaxes were finally delivered.

It was a fight that couldn't have been more fierce. Spent and satisfied like never before, they declared themselves equals and the battle over. But the desire wasn't yet completely exhausted. They sat opposite each other with their legs wide apart and began to watch one another masturbate, squeezing every last drop of arousal out of themselves thanks to the images of their sexfight in their heads and the sight of each other here and now...