Corporate International race war.

By sexfight (Spain)

Black Venezuelan wild street girl meet her perfect match on a depraved German aristocratic lady. This time they don't fight about men.

Barbara Guerrero was a successful businesswoman, owner of her own air line. Daughter of a single mother of pure Indian blood and her mulatto boyfriend, she was raised on the badest streets of Maracaibo and a early age she had to learn how to fight in order to survive. She looked doomed to drugs, gang fights, little robbery and prostitution. At the age of 13 the young Barbara had her first 3 boyfriends at same time, the same night. At the age of 14 she was arrested after almost kill a 18 years old boy who try to rape her. At the age of 16 she had been arrested so many times that every policeman of the neighbour know her, but in this moment her mother take charge of the situation.

One and another time, a handsome and thought policemen called Angel Guerrero had to arrest the young troublesome Barbara. Slowly, he began to pass more and more time talking with Claudia, Barbara’s mother. They began talking about Barbara’s behavior. Next, they continued talking about everything under the sun and they finished talking about marriage. After the wedding, Angel and Claudia had a long and serious talk with Barbara. At the age of 16 Barbara was older enough to be jailed. The next time she will had a problem with the cops, she will be a long time on prision. It was enough. No more fights, no more street gangs, no more boyfriends, no more slutty attires, no more Disco dancing all night, all nights. Only study, study, study and more study.

Of course, a young girl whit fire in the veins was no easy to control. Barbara had some of the wildest fights of her life against her own mother. Almost every week, both hot tempered women settled their disputes violently, slamming fists into each other's bodies like prize- fighters. At the age of 33, Claudia was one tought and nails street girl like her daugther, bigger and more skilled than her troublesome daugther. She know fight like a street girl, rought and dirty, and her new husband had teach her to fight like a professional, martial arts, boxing, etc. Many times, Mother and daughter finished their battles grappling on the floor, using everything at their disposal, objects, fists, legs, and their teeth and talons until the young Barbara had to submit under Mom’s unestopable fury. Barbara need two years of desperate battles to began to won this family matches against her dirty mom.

At the age of 18, Barbara had the best qualification of her high school and had no problem to access to the public University. Venezuela was enjoying the high prices of the Oil and the University was free. She began to training seriously Brazilian jujitsu and muay thay. At the age of 25 she was the Venezuelan professional female champion and could won a lot of money. She go to USA, bought two old helicopters and create her own local air line. At the age of 26 she had won money enough to buy a second helicopter. The next year she tried to bought a Cessna light aircraft and one old ex-military twin engined cargo plane Aviocar A-320. Sadly, another little air line was interested on the Aviocar. Barbara had to compete to obtain the Aviocar, but Barbara enjoy the competition. The owners of the air line were two American white brothers, Leonard and Leopold, young, handsome and very athletic.

Barbara challenge both guys to fight body to body against her by the Aviocar. The guys accepted. Leonard need only a few minutes to discover his mistake. Leopold was better wrestler and Barbara need more time to overpower him. Both guys challenge her to revenge match and Barbara accepted, raising her first. After a long and hard series of desperate battles all the weekend, the score was clear: Leonard 4, Leopold 8, Barbara 24. Barbara had won the Aviocar and much more. She had won the rival company and both brothers like pilots and dangerous boyfriends. Now Barbara’s airline had five helicopters, two light aircrafts and six cargo planes. The wild Latina was the main shareholder of the new company, with 49% of the share. Leonard had the 24% and Leopold the 25%. The last and decisive 2% change of hands every time Barbara tangle in battle with one of her hostile boyfriends. Barbara won six times out of ten against Leopold and eight times out of ten against Leonard.

At the age of 29 Barbara was a tall, statuesque jungle goddess with an angelic face and a body built for sin: long wavy jet-black hair, almond shaped eyes, full lips, long legs and a skin that was as black as coal. Her pillowy 48D breasts were solid volleyball sized globes of luscious dark flesh which towered majestically over her powerful ribcage. Her 6'2" long-limbed body was also smoothly curvaceous in all the right places. At same time her muscles portrayed her as a tough as nails fighter. Her arms were very well defined and her abs were a six pack. Her powerful legs rivaled those of a thoroughbred race horse. Her sculptured muscularity rivalled the one of a professional female trainer. The juxtaposition of pronounced muscularity and rounded female flesh, along with the melange of African-Indian and Spanish genetics, gave the young woman an unusually exotic and erotic appearance who oozed juicy sensuality.

Barbara was a wild animal. She was educated and intelligent, and she known how to act in public but she had a savage, uncivilized, almost barbaric look about her. Her blouse was always open enough that you could see her bra, stark white against the dark skin of her chest. She wore short skirts, very short skirts, never longer than mid-thigh. She knew that boys were getting erections from looking at her, and she seemed to delight in it. Many guys tried to date her, but she was a predator. She always chose her boyfriends and her girlfriends too.

At the age of 30, Barbara was a very happy woman, in spite she was beaten an raped three or four times every month by her brutal boyfriends, losing at same time the fight, the underwear, the ownership of the airline and the ownership of her most private parts, but she take revenge seven or eight times every month with her bare fists. The brothers love to fight and love to fuck but they hate to lose. Too many times they finished the inter gender fights licking and kissing the black pussy of her female conqueror. To lost the fights and the control over the company one and another time, and recover it only to lost it again the next fight was a excessive humiliation by both white macho males. They accept the bizarre situation because they win a lot of money and both enjoy beyond mesures every chance to rape the black battling bastard bitch.

The brutal brothers love to violate the ebony amazon and pumped their huge pricks into her doggie style, making her to scream in pain and pleasure with every stroke, faster and faster until she exploded with a loud scream, but its only happened few times. Both white American males deeply resents the dominant position of a black Hispanic women in the company. Barbara know it, and enjoy challenging both guys to face her in battle and try to make her submit, if they can! They never refused!

One day, Barbara meet Leonard and Leopold talking with a unknown man, well dressed.

Barbara, said Leopold, Mr. Strasser is a German businessman who had something to say you.

Happy to meet you Fraulein Guerrero, said the businessman. We are very interested on your air line. We can offer you 9,8 million dollars if you accept to sell your 49%.

9,8 millions? It’s a lot of money but I’m not interested, Herr Strasser. This company is my life.

I understand you, Fraulein Guerrero, but our company is buying all the little local airlines on this part of the states, and we can’t tolerate any opposition against our monopoly.

Ohhh! Ar you menacing me, big guy? Said Barbara, walking towards him until her huge breast were rubbing his chest. The German businessman pull back her, smashing Barbara’s breast with his huge chest. He was a handsome guy, sand-blonde haired, well muscled and elegantly dressed. Both pull each other until their lips almost touching.

Do you like to ‘talk’ this question with me, on private, with our fists? Asked her.

Sound fine to me, said the German, but is my boss who take care of commercial negotiations.

Ohhh! And where is your boss now?

I’m here, said a sultry voice at Barbara’s back. It was a woman’s voice, a low, seductive voice, definitely feminine but commanding. Barbara turned around to see a blonde Nordic goddess. She was perhaps 33 or 35 years old, more than six feet tall, lovely oval face with the most kissable lips you've ever seen, grey-blue eyes and a glossy lion's mane of honey blonde hair cascading over her shoulders. Her curvaceous body was a Playboy editor's wet dream, with and alabaster white skin and curves capables of to cause traffic jams every time she walked across the street. Her breast were huge. They look like two giant beach balls. Her legs were long, lean tanned and muscular. Her abs looked like steel plates The muscles in her thighs ripple under the taut, ivory flesh. She looked like a warrior goddess from some exotic Scandinavian mitology. She was dressing a see through white blouse and miniskirt. You can see her trashy Victoria's Secret white lingerie through that her. She was oozing sex from ever part of her body. At same time, there was something animal in the way she moved, graceful and dangerous like a ivory lioness who was attentively watching her prey, before pouncing for the kill! There was a sinewy arrogance about her that both excited and disturbed Barbara.

Both female predators confronted each other, both acutely conscious of the other’s magnificent body. everybody on the office could feel the tension in the air, like lioness and panther preparing to clash on the jungle.

Freya Von Lusted, I supposed, said Barbara.

Oh! You know about me? Answered the blonde woman.

I began to investigate about you when you began to buy all the little air lines of the South west. Gossip and rumours said your aristocratic family was ruined, but you rebuilt your fortune fucking, marrying and divorcing five rich men in less than seven years. You can be a noble woman of a very old, honourable and noble family, but you are only a rich slut.

All you say is true, but I have research about you too, a dirty nigger bastard who lost her virginity wrestling naked with her own mother.

What? Said the stunning Barbara.

Perhaps this can refresh your memory, said Freya, reading a paper:

“This afternoon I had a another nasty fight whit mom, because she forbide me again to go to Disco dancing. We began to scream and name calling each other until she grabbed my hair and for the next few seconds we exchanged vicious slaps to the face that made us both see stars. I jumped on her and we were fighting like alley cats in no time. I got smashed into…

EH!! Said Barbara. It’s my diary!!!

Freya smiled and continue reading:

I got smashed into the closet and the night table. I smashed her into the wall. We were like two wild cave women in a battle to the death. Our struggle was nasty and intense. Our bodies were tangled up as we fought for a good hold. Our half naked bodies were rubbing and crushed each other. I began to feel wet between…

STOP! Barbara screamed in anger. I’s is private. You have no right to…

I began to feel wet between my legs. I wanted to destroy the bitch but at same time I wanted every inch of her body locked and writhing with mine. I closed my eyes as we struggled, cursed and trash-talked our dirty way through the fight, squeezing, clawing and tearing hair, growling out threats and insults until I could not deny more time the burning lust that was building inside of me and began to cum one and another time. Mom take advantage of my sexual defeat and held onto my thrashing body, riding me as hard as she could, keeping her throbbing clit locked to mine as she tried to force me to cum again and again. Angel was so hot looking our dirty fight that, unable to control himself, he peeled his shorts down and stroke us. His big sausage was sandwiched between our pulsating pussies. I lost count of the number of times I climaxed before to lost consciousness and lost the fight. I awoke one hour later to discover my mom fucking Angel again. I were hungry for revenge match and much more, and we tangled wildly again with our fists.

Freya closed the bock, smiling. Now, lets go to talk about business, she said.

You are trying to blackmailed me? Asked Barbara. Fine! Two can play this game, Ms. rich bitch. Look this pictures:

Freya take the pictures and her face become a mask of rage. The pictures show a beautiful blonde adult naked women fucking like a bitch in heat with four naked under-age boys of perhaps age 13-14. Dozen of color photos show a marathon of sexual depravation. The four boys fucked the lusty lady like rabbits on Viagra one and another time until complete exhaustion. Freya was fucked perhaps twenty times, but the last pictures show her straddling over a pile of naked male bodies, tired but triumphant.

I have to concede you care very well of your own sons. Said Barbara, smiling devilishly. But perhaps your ex-husbands mind…

Whit no advice, the enraged German woman charged Barbara and both women began to trade punches. The time for talk had ended. They fought in silence, letting their fists do the talking. They began to fight like two wild animals, grunting and growling , rolling back and forth as they fought. Freya threw a ferocious right straight at Barbara’s jaw but the Latin beauty moved her head to avoid the punch. The blonde threw a vicious round house left which Barbara ducked under. As she ducked she threw her own right fist into Freya’s stomach. Her stomach was hard and the punch had little effect. Now that the ice had been broken, they stood in the center of the office room and exchanged a series of vicious punches. Back and forth they punched, harder and harder as they try to kill each other.

They both grabbed at the others dress and started to rip the expensive skirts apart. Soon their blouses were torn off and both began to punch and scratch at their tits. Their punching escalated until they were going as fast as they could. The two battlers traded blows and bruises for what seemed to the two of them like an eternity, but was in reality, maybe only five or six minutes. From one side of the office to the other, the pair fought, lost in a teetering tangle of half-clothed female flesh. The fight had brought out an animalistic side in each woman. Like their caveman ancestors, they felt the primal urge to dominate but after only seven minutes or so, they started getting tired.

You would have accepted the money when you can. Now you have lost your chance, you nigger whore. Said Freya, disentangling herself from her ruined dress. I have no intention of letting you leave this building with any shred of dignity. When I was finished with you, it would be the women who will have learn their proper place!"

I’m going to make you scream for mercy you white whore. Barbara hissed.

They both knew that quitting was not an option, the stakes were to high, Wearily they raised their arms again and advanced on each other. These two businesswomen were fighting like two pit bulls going at each other in a fight to the death. They were doing everything they knew how to subdue each other. They then began to roll about the place clawing at each others faces and bodies.

The two women quickly got to their knees, breathing heavily. Exhausted, they resort to pulling each others hair. They began to grappling again, wrapped together like two huge, powerful snakes coiled around their bodies, squeezing them to death. Their bodies were absolutely drowned in sweat. Even though the pain of hers imprisoned ribs was excruciating, Barbara delighted in the feel of Freya’s curvaceous body pressed against her. Barbara’s pulsing cunts was burning with a savage desire to fight and fuck the German huge noblewoman. The image of this blonde bimbo eating her pussy the entire night made her even more willing to win.

Both warrior ladies fought for each breath as their opponent's arms tighten like a boa constrictor. The large muscles in their backs were on fire. They fall to their sides, still locked in mutual crushing holds. Their ribs were breaking but no one surrenders. This was no longer a fight about business or money. It was about Barbara and Freya. Both where exerting all the strength he or she could muster in a determined struggle for supremacy. Sweat pours off both women as the muscles in their backs, shoulders and arms crush their opponent's ribs and back. "Nigger!" "White trash!" The women have so little breath left the words are almost inaudible.

Barbara was in pain but her bear hug began to prevail. Fear of defeat called up the blonde’s last reserves of strength as the two fighters rolled and thrashed their way across the carpet, squealing like two animals

Nigger scum! hissed Freya, headbutting Barbara in the nose. The Venezuelan was shaken from head to toe, but instantly she began to headbut the German blonde one time, two times, and a third time, knocking unconscious the noblewoman.

Barbara began to lock Freya’s body, which even in defeat looks magnificent. Her bountiful breasts stand out, defying gravity. Her blonde locks hang loosely down over her face. As much as she hated Freya, Barbara had to admit that the bitch owned one helluva pair of tits. Without even noticing it the Venezuelan black panther began touching herself. She spread her legs and started fingering herself before to straddle the helpless German lady , her fingers sank deep into her hairy snatch. Barbara began moaning and rocking her hips on her fingers. She went faster now moaning as she pleasured remembering the battle. Her body quivered as she cummed. Now she lay on top of Freya’s defeated body, enjoying the delicious sensation of her spent ebony clit rubbing with Freya’s ivory one

The savage fight had removed any of Linda’s inhibitions. The lust of sex and violence coursing through her veins. She faced the crow, her large melon like breasts swaying. I’ve got to admit, she fought a lot better than I expected, said the victoruus vixen anfter to cum again, but in the end it just made beating her all the more enjoyable. Come on boys, I am so hot right now, I need a champion to service my lust.

When Freya awoke, she discover her dark nemesis fucking the 3 guys on the office: Leonard, Leopold and the German guy, Mr Strasser. Ferya's secretary and private stud.

You lousy nigger whore!! Scream Freya. Barbara smile and said: Well, Freya. It was a good contest. Not bad for a piece of white trash. Want to try it again sometime? Freya’s answer was to rushed against Barbara, yelling in fury.

TWO HOUR LATER

Both naked furies were battling one more time, mauled each others’ breasts, scratching and squeezing, twisting their enemy’s hard nipples, drawing blood and hurting each other using everything at their disposal, objects, fists, legs, and their teeth and talons. Both women were beginning to start wobbling from the punishment. Their faces were contorted with anger, lips curled back against their white teeth, eyes narrowed in fierce primal malevolence. It was the round 15 and the count was: Barbara 10 – Freya 4. The German goddess was fighting with the desperation of a cornered rat. The Latin jungle cat sensed that the massively built Teutonic noblewoman was succumbing to her blows.

Freya finally screamed: STOP. PLEASE STOP. I GIVE UP.

"Who is the champion? Barbara demanded, punctuating her question with a jolt from her potent thighs.

You are, Freya yelped.

And the supreme ruler?

You, of course!

Who is stronger, you nazi slut?

You, its sure.

Who is the better wrestler?

AGHHH! You are the better wrestler

Who is the better fistfighter?

You again

And the better, dirty and horny fucker?

ARGHHH! You! nonononono no more, please, you are, YOU ARE!

WHO IS THE QUEEN?

You. You are my queen. Please let me go. You're killing me. I'm completely wasted.

YES!!! I'm the Queen! I'm The Knock-out Beauty! The Raven haired Bombshell of Boxing!! The Foxy Fighting Machine!!! The Sex Symbol of Slaughter!!!! Big strong black girl takes weaker white woman. Do you marry me?

(silent)

DO YOU MARRY ME!!!

Yes, mistress, I’ll marry you.

And you challenge me again today?

No, mistress.

And you challenge me again in the future?

Every time I’ll can, said Freya, hate in her lovely blue eyes

God!! Said Barbara, mounting her tamed foe to one last and triumphal fuck. After she come like a jungle cat in heat, she turned the guys, open her ebny legs and said: I hope you gentlemen are ready, Because I'm feeling especially vicious today.

EPILOGUE:

Barbara and Freya married six weeks after the epic marathon of fights and sex. The office was a mess with broken furniture everywhere. Someone noticed there was not one but two holes in the plaster. Just the right size if they were made by heads.

Barbara had a a concussion, two cracked ribs, and a dislocated shoulder. Her nose was broken, and her right eye was swollen shut. But Freya had two black eyes, a broken rib, a broken nose, a jaws fractured in at least two places, two missing teeth and a broken hand. She reportedly spent three days in hospital recovering after the fight. Her will to fight was gone and his spirit was broken… at least until the weeding night, when she discover the nigger bitch fucking Freya’s four under age sons.

THE END