Secrets Revealed VII


Simba style combat was a fright to both combatants and spectators alike.
Even though our kinder gentler rules were set Simba girls tended to ignore
them in the heat of battle.

Sheheeda and Sara never met but they knew each other's reputations and
predetermined to do whatever it took to win rules be D@^^%ed!.


Sheheeda since being exposed to the Battle Clan had become an avid weight
lifter and runner, the power she felt surge through her voluptuous physique
during workouts thrilled her to no end. Sheheeda now weighed 135lbs of
solid muscle with less than 3% body fat. This Oriental beauty's thick wavy
raven locks were tightly braided into a pony tail that reached her
untypical African butt Sheheeda's V-shaped back development was nearly
perfect her sinewy shoulders and arms were flexing in anticipation of her
coming conflict. Shoulders arms, deltoids, quads and calves. When her
delectable melon solid breasts were not driving us insane, now these
luscious mammary sat majestically upon her fully developed six pack which
flowed into her Junoesque hips her lower leg development was not Dawnique's
but nothing to throw a stick at.


Young Sara's naturally Nubian muscularity was as captivating as Sheheeda's
physique. Her sweltering earthen toned striated muscles flexed and quivered
with anticipation of conflict. Broad shoulders swayed v-shape back elevated
perfectly orbed butt massive hard tipped melon shaped mammary floating atop
a chiseled abdominal wall which cascaded into the peerless sensual inlet of
her stupendous hips. Sara's long muscle crested legs planted firmly,
equipped for the task at hand.


We anticipated that a savage yet erotic treat was approaching so with
baited breath, sweaty palms and full-grown manhood waited.


The gong sounded and they locked in a tight clench then immediately pressed
each other back and forth in the dance for supremacy. Rump cheeks flexing,
ambient, and tremulous; quads tightening their sexy striations visual, the
embattled valkyrie's audible exertions echoed throughout the vinue ranging
from grunts to curses in their native tongues. As they vermiculited, bowed
and distended their sensual perspiration drenched physiques the crowd stood
to their feet encouraging their chosen combatant.


Eventually they toppled to the ground their puissant shanks locked in a
tight chocolate and French vanilla swirl. Neither woman showing any sign of
forfeiture their bosom, bellies, and pelvis bones jammed hard against one
another leaving no light between them. This mass of erotic, sticky,
feminine, muscularity rolled about creating patches of dirt mingled with
sweat. Simultaneously they converted their head locks into frontal choke
holds, Sara was now on the bottom but she struggle to free her legs then
cinched them about Sheheeda's waist locking her feet as well as her might
legs and thighs. Sheheeda tried to stand for a reversal but Sara traversed
her torso with the frontal body scissors compressing Sheheeda's chest area
and bringing her downward and to her knees in a missionary position. Both
amazons' breathing became labored as they struggled furiously to gain
victory. In an unprecedented show of flexibility Sheheeda raise her knees
and set her feet flat on the deck her thighs astride the African warrior
princess thighs. Sara tightened her python-like leg her mighty butt
elevated exposing her pulsating lower lips. Sheheeda's lips also exposed
and vibrating seeming to gasp for air. Both their sweat glazed thighs
quivering and struggling to accomplish their goals. Every muscle in
Sheheeda's back, butt and thigh flex as she in an unbelievable display
lifted Sara from the ground then began smacking her back to the surface
repeatedly. Besides being great fighters the two women had something else
in common they both spoke French fluidly; they also knew they were at the
end of the battle and it could go either way.

So the psychological game began;

"What you are doing is nothing to me Bitch!" offered Sara.

"Hold on as long as you can whore you know that I will break you soon then
crush you" replied Sheheeda.

"Then come let us die, I will never relent until you are under me exhaling
my womanhood"

"Then let us die"