Stirred but not shaken

The real continuation of the Gyspy girl fight in From Russia with Love.

Bond sat in his large tent, being tended by the ever so delightful young gypsy girl to a shoulder wound caused by a close run in with a large blade during the fracas with the SMERSH inspired attack that afternoon. “careful my dear, I know your concentration lies elsewhere but that is ammonia you are applying”, the girl blushed, she could hardly take her eyes off his hairy chest and was dreaming of her fingers wandering all over his body and down his navel when she had accidently pressed too hard on his wound, “sorry Mr Bond, please forgive me”.

The conversation was interrupted as one of kerim Bey’s sons entered the tent, “Are you ready to receive them Mr Bond?”. Bond nodded his approval and dismissed the young gypsy, as cute as she was she did not hold any virtue compared to the two voluptuous hell cats that were about to enter his tent. Bond did not put his shirt back on preferring the cool night air to his chest, ever since the fight had been interrupted by the gunshot he had wondered how their battle would have ended, even as the first bullets flew the two vicious cats were still snarling and clawing at each other, it was the clan elders that had finally separated them and their suggestion that Bond be given the task of deciding the outcome personally, assuming that he would bed the pair of them but hell no, this horny secret agent had another more entertaining plan for the two warring women, one that would give him more pleasure than a normal romp in the bed with a sexy spy.

Vida and Zora entered the tent, their eyes still ablaze with hate for each other and immediately Bond stirred, he had been transfixed by their fight earlier, his erection hidden under the table as he watched the two girls spit out their insults at each other and then disrobe to fight in a savage clawing catfight that had him ready to burst before their battle was overtaken by the other one. Even now as they spat out more insults to one another he needed no translation, these two hated each other and would not hesitate at what he was about to suggest.

He beckoned them over, they did not speak his language but as he stood between them, his cock erect and bulging and motioned to Zora by a tug of her hair and pointing at her rival, the two of them knew what he wanted. Zora lunged at Vida immediately eager to continue the fight but Bond blocked her and pushed her back. She was initially startled but then as he undid the belt of his trousers and motioned with his arm that he wanted them to undress they immediately knew what to do.

Zora removed her head scarf as before as did Vida but this time the pair of them simply undid their robes and let them fall to the floor. Bond grew harder, he was ready to see them fight again and they knew it but before he gave them permission he could not take his eyes off their naked sexy bodies, both girls had scratch marks and claws across their body and breasts from the earlier battle, Zora’s face had 3 red streaks across it where Vida’s claws had torn her flesh but Vida had 3 very large and visible bite marks, on her shoulder, chest and her left breast. Both girls had fine bushy hair covering their crotch and Bond noted that no battle marks were visible there and was delighted as both girls eyed up his now huge erection and he stepped back providing the space for them and instantly Zora attacked Vida, graabing her hair and spititng out a clearly nasty insult, how Bond wished he understood the dialogue but he needn’t worry as Vida’s response was just as heated and he knew what they were saying, a warring hellcat has just one language.

Zora span Vida round by her hair knocking over a chair and dragged her towards the centre of the tent, not relinquishing her grip on her rivals head. Vida reached her arm up and grabbed Zora’s wrist digging her long talons hard in her flesh, Bond could see the pain on Zoras’ face and was delighted she could handle the pain as she lashed out with her foot, catching Vida hard in the stomach. Vida slumped but would not let go and pulled her rival down with her and the two of them tussled for top position, their legs spreading wide as they each tried to get on top of the other, Bond bending forward to view their anatomy more closely as they struggled, resisting the temptation to stroke himself but knowing he would find that harder and harder as the cats continued to fight.

Then Vida grabbed Zora’s face again, Zora tried to pull back, already she had nasty marks from Vida’s nails earlier and she wrenched her hand away only to find her side smashed by the other now free fist. Blowing hard she fought off another attack to her face, this was not a fist fight but a wild nasty scratching brawl, both girls seemed intent on disfiguring the other as much as beating her. Bond’s cock twitched as Zora’s teeth latched onto Vida’s tight breast, just as earlier the attacks were the same but this time they were naked and Vida instead of just pulling back at Zora’s hair which she was doing wildly with her right hand dropped her left hand down and grabbed hold of her rivals crotch and her nails went to the attack. Zora screamed as she felt her crotch being mauled and in a panic pulled her teeth away to grab for Vida’s hand. Vida knew she was now in control, as Zora frantically tried to remove her hand and she clawed harder, forcing her weight on top of Zora, only to then reel back in pain herself as she felt Zora’s nails claw at her own crotch and her pubic hair being ripped from her body.

Both women, sweating heavily, their hair strewn across each others faces fell back from each other, holding their savaged pussies and cursing each other more venomously than before, Vida spat at Zora and the lunged at each other again, this time a test of strength as zora pushed Vida backwards, their breasts pressing hard into each other, slowly but surely bending her till she fell backwards and Zora dived on top of Vida and grabbed her head by the hair and slammed it into the floor repeatedly. Vida groped for her rivals hands but was now in serious trouble, her opponent has her straddled, she tried to buck her off but could not, she could feel her not crotch on her belly and Bond just stared at Zora’s battered but sexy breasts swinging as she slammed her rivals head on the floor. Vida groped the floor with her right hand, searching for anything that could help her, and then she felt the candle holder that had fallen from the chair beside Bond#s bed at the start of the fight and with a good grip slammed it into the side of Zora’s head sending her sprawling. She got up slowly, shook her head and realised Zora was in pain and trouble, her head now bleeding she dropped the candle holder she wanted to finish her off woman to woman and dropped on Zora like a lioness, both her hands now wrapped tight Zora’s throat and she clasped them harder. Zora had panic in her eyes, she was dazed and clawed at Vida’s hand and kicked and bucked but the beautiful naked and scarred Vida rode her bucks and slowly the effort drained from Zora until she passed out underneath her rival. Vida took her revenge, raking her nails across her beaten rivals face again and again and then clamped her nails round her throat once more.

Bond was now about to explode, he strode over to Vida and wrenched her hands from Zora’s throat, checked she was alive and then turned to Vida, picking her up from the floor, his manhood now pressing into Vida and she did not hesitate to take him in her hands as he caressed her body and then she fell back onto the bed to await her conquest, the chiefs son could wait all she wanted right now was to satisfy her desire to have this British secret agent thrust deep inside her and for the next few minutes it was just her screams coming from the tent rather than those of her and Zora mixed together.

One hour later, Bond was sitting on his bed checking his revolver, his mind drifting to the thought of Miss MoneyPenny in a vicious fight with one of the gypsy girls when in came a demure and very sorry looking Zora, her face scratched and her neck red, followed by Kerim Bey. It seemed that the elders had decided to banish the loser, they knew Zora would kill Vida if she saw her again, as Vida would have done to her had Bond not stopped her. Kerim just laughed when Bond asked “what am I to do with her?” and then his mind stirred along with his manhood once more, maybe he could get the girl to work with moneypenny after all and then….well his mind drifted off further as Zora pressed herself next to him and started to unbutton his shirt and Bond wondered how nasty Moneypenny could be in a fight………..