Sexfight Story Novels & Stories

I looked back to see the storm at great speed approaching towards my direction. " Fu*k! Fu*k! Fu*k! Fu*king start!" To Be Continued… SEX WITH THE DEVIL.

“And I came out of the bathroom and found her…” I felt like every second that passed was like a step toward the gallows. Damn it. I hate situations like this, especially when I noticed his eyes staring at me as if he were making a deal with me. Damn it. This guy is a jerk. “What was Zoe doing?” Zach asked impatiently. Damn it. What should I tell Zach if this guy says I was masturbating while talking to my boyfriend on the phone?

I kept walking forward, heading to the training grounds with rising determination… until I saw my boyfriend, shirtless, covered in sweat and dirt, fighting one of the new recruits. "Oh, my…" I felt like my ovaries might explode any second. He was circled by the crowd of warriors. I could see Maya and Gamma Zane among them. I watched him in awe. His movements were swift and almost fluid. He kept a wicked smirk on his face, observing his opponent with cool confidence. The recruit he was fighting against was nearly twice his size. The bulky giant roared lurching at Felix. My boyfriend stood calmly until the very last second before he sidestepped him and threw a powerful kick at his back. The bu

After that, the guy and the girl start a sex fight scene. They kick off with a kiss, displaying their strengths, and moaning at the same time. The guy tackles the girl on the floor and sinks his thick fingers inside her but she dodges with a sensual purr. She topples the guy over and straddles his hips, she grinds her pussy over his cock that’s lying flat against his stomach. He cusses and caresses her tits. She whimpers, and thrashes as the guy pulls her beneath him in one swing of his arm.

I left the club on shaky legs, ass throbbing, body covered in blood smears and bite marks, cum still leaking down my thighs into my jeans. I had come here for a story about underground fighting. Now I was the fighter’s personal cage slut — bent over, bred, and marked every single night. And I could not wait for tomorrow.

The sight was beautiful. Calix went on. "When are you gonna touch her? You'd have had her doing all manner of nasty things by now." I leaned forward to hit the end of my cigarette on the ashtray. "Why don't you focus on your bitch? I know how to handle mine." He did focus. The fight commenced. It was a tough one filled with too much noise and cheering. My money was on Big Viper, but he was getting a good beating from Shark. Those times when his nose was crunched and his lips busted, I'd be lying if I said it didn't feel good.

Hell, I love such attention, don’t blame me. The bouncers finally allowed us in. First, a boxing ring. It wasn’t just any boxing ring. It was a sex boxing ring. “Should we watch?” Percy asked. I was already watching before she asked. There were two females and three males in the ring. One of the males hijacked the female. He didn’t fight with her but it was more like they were fighting to get the opponent’s clothes off. He unclamped her bra and her perfect boobs fell out. He tugged her nipples. My breath hitched for a second. It made me remember how Martil tugged on mine in his office earlier today.

I hate how they know me so well. “You’re not wrong Pax. Fighting is like fucking. You gotta to be agile, reactive, and have enough fucking stamina to render your opposition powerless.” I feel my dick twitch just thinking about it. Seeing a woman panting, glistening with sweat after she has won a battle or defeated by her climax is perfect. We all snicker as I shove my hands in my pockets of my black ripped jeans.

Only Felix sighed deeply and shook his head. Just as Felix sighed, Sean made his move. He clenched his right hand into a fist and bent slightly. At the moment when Lucas' fist was about to make contact, Sean swung his own. There was a bang as their fists made contact, releasing an energy many times higher than the one before. However, Lucas couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood. He looked as if someone had yanked out his spine as he slumped weakly down to his knees in front of Sean.

“Don’t tell me your lazy wife couldn’t give birth because the child died in her stomach.” I clenched my fists and swung at him, aiming for his jaw. He dodged and countered with a punch of his own. I blocked it and kicked him in the stomach. He grunted and grabbed my leg, trying to trip me. I twisted and freed myself, then tackled him to the ground. We rolled on the floor, exchanging blows and insults. “You are impotent, Rick, that’s why you won’t be able to get a she-wolf pregnant!” I shouted, landing a punch on his nose.