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The Harmony Chronicles Chapter 3: Revenge For Sister Ashley

 

CHAPTER THREE:  REVENGE FOR SISTER ASHLEY

Harmony leads me into the bedroom by the hand.  We walk through the threshold.  She turns and kisses me, pressing her body tight against me.  I feel the recently deceased Ashley’s panties brush along my bare back as Harmony puts her arms around me.  I run my fingers along the outline of her terrycloth fighting panties.  She moans with pleasure as she presses her mound against my hard member. 

“Let me hang my trophy up, then we are going to FUCK!”  She says and, grabbing a hammer and a couple nails out of the toolbox in the closet, tacks the cotton floral print panties on the wall over the headboard of our bed, making sure to leave room for many more kill trophies.  She puts the hammer away, rolls over and spreads her legs.  

Unlike our furious quick fuck back on the Fighting Mat, we take our time.  I work my way in and out of her slowly and gently for nearly half an hour, then suddenly begin pumping rapidly until we both let out a cry of joy as we cum together.  We lay in bed for a while, then she gets up to take a shower.  I join her after a few minutes, and we fuck again in the shower while the hot water cascades over us. 

She exits the shower and I remain for a few minutes, enjoying the feel of the hot water over my body.  I have never felt this satisfied in my life.  I wonder how long it will be before my beautiful raven-haired girlfriend scraps again.   I step out of the shower and dry off.  When I go back to the bedroom, Harmony has tied her hair back and is relaxing on the bed in her fighting panties. 

“Come on, baby.  I want you inside of me again.”  She coos and I make my way over to her, already feeling my dick tingling with excitement.  Who knew seeing girls fight to the death could be so arousing? 

I climb onto the bed, and we start to make out. She wraps her legs around me and maneuvers me under her.  She reaches down for the waistband of her panties, getting ready to slip them off, and that’s when Beth strolls through the door.

“I’M GOING TO KILL YOU!”  The blonde pony tailed woman announces.  She has come prepared, wearing nothing but a pair of pink cotton panties while marching straight into the bedroom of her enemy.  Harmony dismounts me and adjusts her panties as she calmly walks towards the intruder.  

"Keep it hard for me baby, this won't take long"  she assures me.  

This is the Beth I have heard about.  The one Harmony supposedly defeated in fist fights multiple times all through high school.  The one whose little sister Ashley Harmony just killed.  I sit up on the bed, my dick THROBBING with excitement over the prospect of another catfight. 

“YOU JUST MADE YOUR LAST MISTAKE BITCH!”  Harmony howls as she closes the distance. 

“OOOH…I’M REALLY SCARED!”  Beth retorts sarcastically. They inch closer to each other.  Their hardened nipples are mere inches apart as their excited chests heave up and down.  I can feel the tension in the air like an electric current.

“YOU SHOULD BE SCARED!”

“YOU ARE GOING TO PAY FOR KILLING MY SISTER!” 

With this they step forward, actually pressing their breasts together as they glare into each other’s eyes and continue shouting.

“SHE WAS AN EASY KILL!  ALMOST AS EAST AS KICKING YOUR ASS OVER AND OVER ALL THOSE YEARS!”

“KEEP TALKING WHORE!  YOU’RE ABOUT TO DIE!”

“ARE YOU CHALLENGING ME TO A DEATH FIGHT?”

“FUCK YES!”

My heart is now pounding.  I feel a mixture of horniness, fear and excitement.  This is almost unbearable.

Then the fight starts…

 

“YEAH!!!” Harmony howls victoriously as she keeps her foot placed on the back of the dead blonde’s head.  She has proven herself the superior woman again!  She holds the pose for several long moments, her ravaged breasts rising and falling as she sucks in deep breaths of air. 

I scan the room, looking t all the blood splattered all over the place.  This is way worse than the aftermath of the fight with Misty.  I begin to contemplate just getting rid of the pink shag carpeting and having just hard wood floors.

Suddenly Harmony staggers over to me.  She mounts me, pulling her panties down.

“Be gentle…That bitch got me pretty good a few times…” she whispers as she slowly lowers herself down the shaft of my raised flagpole.

“OOohhhhh….” She moans with pleasure, winces in pain for a second, then slowly slides the rest of the way down until our pelvises and bellies slap together.  I work myself slowly in and out of her, gently, carefully.  It does not take long for us both to explode cum and let out a loud moan of delight as we climax together.  Then she dismounts me and slips her panties back on before returning her attention to her vanquished enemy.

“Now I’m just gonna take the trash out.  Keep it hard for me baby, I’m gonna celebrate this bitch’s demise all night long!

With that she drags Beth’s body out the door, leaving a streak of blood behind.  She comes back holding the dead fighter’s pink cotton panties in her hand, to be added to the trophy wall at the head of our bed, right next to her dead little sister’s panties. 

TO BE CONTINUED...