Story by the Sportsman
Written by Bernie

Author's note:
Kimberly Sakai AKA Sliced Ice from the animated series Skysurfer Strike Force
Valentina Wesson created by the Sportsman
Miranda Ortiz AKA Firefly from the animated series and toy line Vor-Tech

Valentina Wesson's Summer Home, Miami, Florida, 2:00 PM EST

Kimberly Sakai and Valentina Wesson stood in two unique martial arts fighting stances, a result of each woman's different fighting styles.  Kim stood with her hands shaped into blades and held outward, her feet spread apart.  Val stood with her hands in fists, her left arm bent over her head while her right was extended outward.  Their poses was one of the many visual differences between them.  Val had long, black hair that was slightly curled, while Kim's long black locks were perfectly straight and tied back in a ponytail.  Kim had a fair complexion to her Asian skin, while Val was slightly tanned.  Only their beauty stood out at the only thing in common with their different looks.  Silence filed the air for a few moments as each women waited for the other to strike first, knowing that the first attacker would be at a disadvantage.  A first strike would reveal the attacker's impatience.

Finally it was Val who snapped first.  Val ran at Kim, who readied herself to avoid the kick that Val was preparing to throw at her.  At the last moment, Val launched herself and swung her leg to kick, but followed it up with a punch in midair that Kim had not anticipated.  The blow was weak, but enough to throw Kim back a step.  Val took the opportunity to rush her with a shoulder charge.  Kim blocked with her arms and quickly rolled to the side, knocking Val over with a quick leg sweep.  Val fell flat on her back, which was when Kim jumped up and came flying down at her with her foot extended.  Val rolled to the side, letting Kim's foot depress into the mat where her chest had occupied only moments before.  Val did a roundhouse kick, missing Kim's head by an inch.  Kim did a rapid series of punches, but Val dodged them masterfully.  Somewhat frustrated by her sparring partner's skill, Kim quickly changed her attack, hoping to catch Val off guard.  She did a backflip, extending her foot out as her legs went above her head.  Val was taken aback by Kim's maneuver and felt Kim's toes smack her below the chin, sending her to the ground.  Kim landed on her hands and flipped herself back on her feet.  Val quickly got up but was immediately knocked down by Kim, who rushed at her using the momentum from her landing.  Kim gripped Val's wrists and slammed them to the mat, pinning her down while the rest of her body weighed down Val's torso, effectively incapacitating her.

Kim stared down at Val, both women panting from exhaustion, sweat dripping off their curvaceous forms.  "I win," gasped Kim, her breasts heaving within the confines of her dark gray sports bra.

"Good match," panted Val, her tank top plastered to her body with sweat.  "I...I guess I should learn to expect more from you."

"Underestimation.  I learned about the dangers of that when I first learned martial arts," said Kim, who began to lean closer to Val.

"Maybe you can teach me a few things," said Val, her lips parted slightly.

"Maybe," agreed Kim, her lips now inches away from Val's.

The sound of the doorbell suddenly rang through the women's ears, shattering their moment of bliss.  Kim reluctantly got off Val and sat down on the mat, an expression of disappointment marring her beautiful face.

"You better get that," sighed Kim as she tossed her head back.

Val's eyes shifted warily towards the door.  "It could be an assassin," she muttered.

"Then what will you do?" asked Kim as the doorbell continued to ring.

"I'll be careful," replied Val as she walked towards the door with her fists clenched.  Val slowly looked through the windows on the side of the house to look at who the visitor was.  She saw a man dressed in brown slacks and a brown shirt, and a beat-up old car sitting on her driveway.  The man suddenly noticed Val through the side window.

"Package for Ms. Valentina Wesson," the man said, who held a manilla envelope in his hand.

"Oh, okay," Val said to herself, her voice devoid of the relief that flooded her mind.

Val opened the door, signed the package and thanked the messenger.  After closing the door behind him, Val called out to Kim, "Kim, it's okay.  Let's go to the dining room."

Kim joined Val in the massive dining room as Val opened the envelope and spilled its contents across the table.  It was a pile of papers and photographs, all of them of the same beautiful woman.

"Who is that?" asked Kim as she pointed to a head shot of the woman.

"Her name is Miranda Ortiz, a former taxi driver from Los Angeles.  She lost her job recently when the taxi company she was working for went out of business."

"Why are you interested in her?" asked Kim as she skimmed over some of the papers.

"This file also details her work as a pilot in the U.S. Air Force and her secret sideline as a member of the Vor-Tech Undercover Conversion Squad, a team formed by a man named Hudson Roarke to fight the Bio-Mechs.  I think she would be perfect for our group to fight evil.  She's got great training as a pilot.  And we can use another pilot in case I ever get hurt or become unable to fly."

"It says here she was in an accident during her time as a taxi driver," said Kim as she raid the files.

"That accident was actually caused by her," corrected Val.  "The police say it was an accident, but she actually did it on purpose so she could turn the tables on a passenger who was trying to rob her."

"Pretty resourceful," admitted Kim.

"Another asset that could be useful to us.  That's what Hudson Roarke saw in her, and now I see it too."

Kim read over the rest of file quickly, nodding her head whenever a strong point came up about Miranda's character.

"I think you're right," agreed Kim, putting the file down on the table.  "I think we should go meet her."

"Good idea," said Val with a nod.  "But I think we need to clean up first.  We're both a bit sweaty."

"Who says you don't look good when you sweat?" said Kim mischievously.

***

Kimberly and Valentina went to the shower room that was adjacent to the gym.  Both women stripped naked before stepping into the large walk-in shower and twisted it on.  Val stood in front of Kim and let the warm water spray over her, washing away the sweat and relaxing her taut muscles.  Kim poured shampoo into her right palm and started lathering Val's long, black hair.  Val ran her fingers through her hair, massaging her scalp in unison with Kim.  Kim eventually pulled her fingers out and took out a bottle of bodywash and a washcloth.  After pouring a bit on the washcloth, Kim reached over from behind and began scrubbing Val's dripping breasts.

"Always go for the tits first I notice," smirked Val.

"Hey, they're the dirtiest part of you," retorted Kim with a smile.

"How can they be?  You always lick them clean, don't you?"

"I guess I miss a spot here and there," replied Kim, who moved her attention to Val's back.  "I'll be sure to double, no triple check in the future."

Val relaxed underneath Kim's gentle touch, moaning as she began to scrub the small of her back.  Kim savoringly lathered Val's round ass, tight stomach and long legs with both hands,  her left hand with a washcloth and her right with just her bare fingers.  Val turned around to let the shower wash the lather off her back, facing Kim with lust glazed eyes.  Kim took the washcloth and scrubbed it over Val's shoulders and neck.  Val brought Kim closer to her, stepping back a bit to allow the shower to wash over Kim.  Val took Kim by the waist and slowly kissed her, while her free hand began groping Kim's firm tits.

Through moans of bliss, Kim slipped her fingers into Val's crack to caress her wet cunt.  Val moaned softly, moving both her hands upon Kim's luscious, dripping mammaries.  Kim thrust her index finger into her lover's pussy, slowly pushing it deeper and deeper while pinching Val's labia with her remaining fingers.  Val groaned with pleasure, her nipples stiff and her clit burning as Kim mauled her womanhood.  The two women continued kissing desperately, their breath becoming erratic and heavy as they entwined their tongues with greater passion.  Kim felt her nipples throb against Val's palms, her own womanhood melting with bliss.  Val's hips jerked faster against Kim's fingers, increasing Val's desperate panting and driving her closer to climax.  Drool began to escape from the union of the women's lips, their tongues molding together as Val quivered.  Kim hugged Val's shapely hips and wrapped her right leg around Val's, quaking in unison with Val as she began to gasp with throbbing ecstasy.  Val wrapped her arms around Kim's torso, groaning loudly as she orgasmed, her lover's fingers still buried deep within her shuddering vagina.

Val leaned back against the shower wall, while Kim leaned her head back, still holding Val in a lustful embrace and letting the shower wash over her.

"Dirty girl," whispered Val through panting lips, a smile forming across her face.

"How about cleaning me up?" whispered Kim into Val's right ear.

***

Pedro's Lounge, East Los Angeles, CA, 9:30 PM EST

Miranda Ortiz sat at the bar, a ginger ale in her hand and reflection deep in her mind.  She closed her blue eyes as she reminisced about her time as a member of Hudson Roarke's Vor-Tech team.  She remembered how much she enjoyed the adventure, and the fact that she was helping to save countless innocent lives almost brought tears to her eyes.  Since the destruction of the Matrix, which was the source of the Bio-Mech threat they were fighting, Hudson chose to disband the team and destroy the high-tech equipment they used to prevent it from falling into the wrong hands.  She sighed as she remembered her beloved "Spitfire" vehicle, which was a turboprop plane that transformed into a fighter plane.  Her memories were the only thing she really had left.  After Vor-Tech ended, things continued sliding downhill for the beautiful woman.  The taxi company she worked for went out of business, leaving her unemployed and her funds slowly depleting.

Miranda laid her head down on the bar and sighed, trying her best not to cry.  After regaining her composure, she stood up, straightened her shoulder-length brown hair and drank the last of her ginger ale.  She paid her bill solemnly, knowing that every dollar she spent was money she could not gain back in the immediate future.  Miranda walked out of the bar and began heading home.

The streets were fairly clean but the night sky was creeping overhead.  The busy rush-hour traffic had turned to quite streets, and Miranda was walking alone in the night.  She continued to think as she walked, about her future and about her life.

Miranda suddenly heard a sound from behind.  She turned and saw eight young men behind her.  By the time she turned back around, they had surrounded her.

"Hey, how are you?" asked the hood directly in front of Miranda.

"Out of my way," Miranda demanded.

"Fine," the hood sighed, raising his hand in a signal to his other gangsters.  They immediately rushed out at Miranda with their fists clenched and tempers flared.

Miranda quickly went into a fighter's stance and kicked the first thug that came up to her.  She avoided a punch from another hood and gripped his arm, putting him in a judo throw over her shoulder.  From behind, a third gangster grabbed her by the arms and a fourth stepped up in front of her with his fist ready for a punch.  Using the third as a vaulting point, Miranda kicked her legs up just as the fourth hood came close, smacking him in the head.  Just as the thug behind her gasped in surprise at what she had done, Miranda elbowed him swiftly in the stomach and threw him by the arm in another skillful judo move.  The remaining four gangsters bunched together and walked slowly towards Miranda, who stood ready for another confrontation.

"That is hardly fair," a female voice suddenly called out.

Miranda and the four gangsters turn toward the voice and see two women in black leather jumpsuits.  Both of them looked incredibly fit and dangerous.  One of them was Asian with her black hair tied in a ponytail while the other was caucasian, slightly taller with a tanned complexion and wavy black hair.

The leader of the gangsters went toward the taller woman, one of his hoods flanking him.  "Look, you two look like some nice pussy.  But how about you get out of here, okay?  Or else we show you what happens when bitches cross us."

The two women continued to stand firmly, not intimidated by the man's threats.  In contrast to the hood's expectations, one of the women's expression turns fiercer and she mutters coldly, "How about enlightening me on how you treat bitches?"

"Oh my god," Miranda muttered in awe.  "That's Valentina Wesson."

The two gang members facing Valentina strike suddenly with their fists.  Val jumps back and quickly lunges forward with her feet first.  She spreads her legs apart, displaying her incredible flexibility, and smacks both men in the jaws with her feet.  The remaining two gangsters, who stood still with fear and shock, didn't even notice when Val's Asian partner began running at them.  They desperately attempt to evade her incredibly fast martial arts moves, but fail and take several painful blows to their bodies before passing out in defeat.

The streets are suddenly quiet again as the last thug his the ground.  Val and her Asian partner take deep breaths and stretch their limbs, causing the leather of their bodysuits to squeak and strain slightly.  Miranda was completely awestruck, and had not moved during the entire fight.  Val and her Asian partner suddenly turned to Miranda and walked up to her, with warm smiles on both their lovely faces.

"Hi," said Val as she extended a leather-gloved hand.  "I'm Valentina Wesson.  This is my partner, Kimberly Sakai."

"Hi, I've heard of you, Valentina," said Miranda as she accepted Val's hand and shook it.  "I think I've heard of you, Kimberly.  Didn't you and Val have an incident with Miguel Camarena?"

"Yes," answered Val, the memory of the Colombian drug lord still burning within her brain.  "It's nice to be remembered." she joked.

*****

The three women were sitting down in Miranda Ortiz's living room, a medium sized space with a sofa and love seat arranged traditionally around a coffee table.  Val and Kim sat on the long sofa while Miranda sat on the love seat, her body leaning forward attentively towards the two leather-clad women.  "So, my plan is to use this team to fight crime around the world.  I know all about your work on the Vor-Tech team and Kim and I think you'd be a welcome addition," explained Val.

Oh god, look at those tits, thought Miranda as Val continued talking.  Miranda looked at Kim and Val, alternating looks between the two beautiful women.  I wonder how good they are in bed?  I wonder if they're lesbians.  Oh god it would be so hot...

Val noticed the blank, lustful stare Miranda was giving them and stopped talking, and saw Miranda continue her lewd gawking.  "Oh, and Miranda, you realize that we also want you because you've got such a sweet ass."

"What?!" snapped Miranda as she came back to reality.  "Oh, god, you noticed?!" she exclaimed, turning her blushed face away in embarrassment.

"Believe me, Miranda, Val knows by now when someone is looking at her face or her tits.  Of course, the latter happens more often," said Kim in a nonchalant tone.

"Yeah, but usually if someone is staring at my tits I kick their ass." remarked Val.

"Look, I'm really really sorry," said Miranda, slowly turning back towards the smiling women.

"Well, we accept your apology, but I think you still need to be taken care of," said Kim.  "Right, Val?"

"Oh yeah," consented Val, reaching out for Miranda's hand.

Miranda took it tentatively and allowed Val to guide her to the bedroom.  Kim walked behind Miranda and closed the door behind them.  Val let go of Miranda's hand and pulled down the zipper in the front of her leather jumpsuit.  From behind, Miranda could hear Kim doing the same.  Miranda bit her lip nervously as she watched Val strip off her leather costume, she quickly turned around and saw Kim following suit.  Kim looked sexy and stunning without the suit, and Miranda stood hypnotized as she undid the elastic in her hair and let it fall unbound around her shoulders.  She felt Val's hand on her flushed right cheek and let the adventurer turn her head slowly back towards her.  Val stood completely naked in front of her, Miranda's eyes scanning Val's body lewdly.

"Oh god," moaned Miranda as she felt herself growing wet from staring at Val.  Val's body was just as immaculate as Kim's, toned and curvaceous with round hips, a flat tight stomach and round, luscious breasts.

"I don't know...if I can do this..." whispered Miranda.

"Just relax and try it," whispered Val, her right hand pinching Miranda's erect nipple through her thin white t-shirt.

Kim walked up from behind and gently raised Miranda's arms.  Val pulled Miranda's t-shirt off, and then knelt down to undo Miranda's belt.  Kim unfastened Miranda's bra and slid her hands underneath the white lacy cups, fondling and caressing Miranda's plump tits before letting the cups fall off.  Miranda moaned beneath Kim's touch, reaching behind her to touch Kim's face.  Miranda turned her head, her lips slightly parted as she pulled Kim's face closer to hers and kissed her desperately.  Their tongues stroked against each other needfully while Val pulled down Miranda's pants and slipped off the woman's white panties.

Val slowly stood up, running her hands up Miranda's smooth legs as she elevated herself.  Val gripped Miranda's smooth hips and pulled her towards the bed, making her step out of her pants and onto the bed.  Miranda knelt on the bed while Kim continued to hold her arms behind her back.  Miranda began to quiver nervously, her arousal beginning to discharge out of her throbbing cunt.

Val laid down on her back and slid her head between Miranda's spread legs.  Miranda shuddered as she realized what Val was about to do, and braced herself as best she could.

"Don't," insisted Kim with a sensual whisper.  "Just let go.  Let go."

Miranda listened to Kim's soothing words and relaxed her muscles, which was when Kim pushed Miranda down slightly, thrusting her crotch onto Val's mouth.  Val opened her lips and enveloped the woman's cunt immediately, sucking relentlessly the instant Miranda's lips came into contact with her mouth.  Miranda groaned, twisting her torso and pumping her hips with bliss while Kim continued to hold her arms.  Kim finally let go and gripped her arms around Miranda's torso, robing her hands slowly and deftly over Miranda's body.  Miranda placed her hands over Kim's, guiding them in their molestations.  She placed Kim's hands over her throbbing breasts, forcing Kim to soothe her aching nipples.  Miranda gasped continuously, her tits pumping and her body rocking from the attentions both women were giving her.

Val continued slurping on Miranda's womanhood, sliding her tongue between her labia while biting gently down on her cunt.  Val gripped Miranda's round pelvis and used it to pump Miranda down harder on her slimy probe.  Miranda's cries suddenly escalated in intensity, her body began to clench and arch uncontrollably with bliss.

"Oh yes...that's it...hhh...deeper...harder...hhh...hhhh...OH!!!" she cried, her crotch rolling and grinding on Val's tongue.

Her screams reached a glorious peak as she orgasmed, her back arching and shuddering as honey gushed out of her cunt.  Val slurped mouthful after mouthful of her sweet arousal before emerging from between Miranda's legs.  Kim weaved her way around Miranda's exhausted, sex-soaked form and kissed Val needfully on the lips, ravaging Val's mouth ardently with her tongue and drinking some of Miranda's sweet honey.

Miranda weakly leaned against Kim's back, panting with bliss and need, her tongue licking Kim's pale flesh.  Kim turned herself around and let Miranda feast on her tits, holding her head against her bosom while Miranda nuzzled and licked her breasts all over.  Kim leaned back and moaned as Miranda slid her tongue down her clenching belly to her warm crotch.  Miranda licked across Kim's pussy mound, causing her to shudder.

"DO IT!!" begged Kim, spreading her legs apart.

Miranda put her hands on Kim's smooth buttocks and slid her tongue into Kim's vagina.  Inside, Miranda caressed and probed the slick, hot walls of Kim's fuck tunnel.  Kim groaned, her hands clenching the bed sheet beneath her.  Val leaned against Kim and held her hands, kissing her shuddering mouth while Miranda probed deeper into Kim's belly.  As Kim began to gasp harder and her grip became tighter around Val's hands, Val licked across Kim's neck and shoulders, biting down gently on her flesh to further arouse her lover.

With a loud scream, Kim orgasmed, her cunt exploding with hot cream and sweet ecstasy that spread from her crotch all the way to her brain.  Tears of bliss poured out of her eyes as Val french kissed her lover during the throes of climax, allowing Kim only brief moments to gasp for breath before stroking her tongue again and again.

Miranda knelt drank the ambrosial fluids from Kim's cunt with relish, smacking her lips and fondling herself from the excess arousal.  She crawled beside Val and Kim and reached out, fondling and touching their bodies wantonly.  Val moved her attentions to Miranda, whom she kissed with equal passion.

The orgy continued for hours, until the full moon rose high above and the crickets sang their nighttime song.  All three women had their cunts violated by each other, endless discharges of cream stained the bed and filled their mouths.  All of them were soaked with sweat and love juices, while teeth marks marred their nipples and necks.  They laid on the disheveled bed in a heap, with Kim lying spread-eagled on the bed while Miranda laid on top of her.  Val was curled in an almost fetal position beside Kim, one hand on Kim's smooth stomach and the other lodged in the small of her back.

"So, Miranda, what do you say you join our little threesome ... er, I mean team?" asked Val through rapid panting.

"The pay isn't too great," said Kim as she pushed aside a sweaty strand of brown hair out of Miranda's face.  "But the fringe benefits are sensational."

"Like what?" asked Miranda with a grin.

"Oh, dental care," answered Val, reaching forward to french Miranda on the lips.

"And lots of casual days," said Kim.  "Like naked day, bondage day, leather day.  Oh yeah, and my favorite: baby oil day."

Val pulled out of kissing Miranda, who replied, "I'll do it.  I miss the days of being a Vor-Tech team member.  This isn't Vor-Tech, but I think I'll enjoy this team just as much."

"Great," said Val.  Kim smiled and nodded in agreement.  After exchanging kisses, the three women fell soundly asleep, their sweaty bodies locked in a sensual embrace that laid undisturbed the rest of the night.

THE END