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책갈피
he tells her that he was drunk
In order for you to be able to understand why it was
that way between women
absolutely adore dicks. It's what they come attached to that
And when the woman puts her pet inside of her
On top of that ... the bitch put it inside of her
You know she's believing it ... because you can see it in her face
Okay ... I think I'll show you
Ashley was a tall, blooming, athletic, rosy-cheeked blonde goddess
Ashley's mom's naked golden globes
명장면
Women are not so much possessive about men ... as they are about their dicks.
how long can he last? 45 minutes ... an hour tops? Hell, a woman is just getting warmed up by that time. Even your average, everyday woman can go for at least 3 or 4 hours. Any woman can out-fuck any man, any day ... without even half trying. For a woman to out-fuck another woman ... now that could take some work.
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1. BOOB BRAWL Lissette vs Jasmine parts 1-3, part 4 see at the end of this topic
2. BRA-BUSTERS Ashley vs Nina parts 1-5, STORY COMPLETED
3. BREAST DUEL Erica vs Maggie parts 1-3
4. LIP-LOCK Rachel vs Katrina parts 1-4, STORY COMPLETED
5. DOMINIQUE vs. FRANCESCA ll About Pussy Fighting (intro by Corrina Sexton), parts 1-3
6. PAM vs. ANGELA - All About Tit Fighting (intro by Corrina Sexton), parts 1-3
7. RAQUEL vs. TANYA - Why Women Fight (intro by Corrina Sexton), parts 1-3
8. Modern-Day Amazons (site intro by Corrina Sexton), parts 1-3 STORY COMPLETED
9. A LITTLE HALLOWEEN TREAT - Sierra vs Monica, parts 1-2 STORY COMPLETED
10.BOOB BRAWL Lissette vs Jasmine part 4
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<center>Lissette & Jasmine</center>
Part 1
Lissette was a professional dancer. She was the new Salsa Dancing sensation riding high on the wave of the new Latin Music Mania which dominated the new, Music Video driven, Hollywood. She was a woman who made her living with her body ... whose very livelihood depended upon keeping her body in top physical condition. She would never let a day go by without engaging in vigorous physical activity ... without exercising and training and working out. She was a perfect physical specimin in absolutely superb physical condition ... strong, fit, virile and athletic. She was the hottest, sexiest, most sought after woman in town, and she knew it.
Lissette was an absolutely gorgeous 24 year old Puerto Rican woman with big, round, brown eyes, high cheekbones, tiny, turned-up nose, and juicy, swollen, pouty lips. She was 5 foot 9 inches of firm, solid, healthy, voluptuous womanhood. She was a white Spanish woman with luscious, mocha colored skin which was tanned to rich, dark, glowing burnt-orange perfection. She had long, thick, wavy mahogany hair, and a wildly curvaceous body of amazingly rounded proportions.
She was so big and round in all of the right places, and so remarkably compact and narrow in all of the other places, that any man who saw her could not help but to stare in disbelief at the fact that it was possible for parts of the human body to stick out so straight and so far ... and then so abruptly and suddenly taper in so deeply. Her body didn't have a single straight line on it. The small of her back was incredibly steep and curved, and her ass was tight, plump and bulbous; jutting out behind her like two big, round, juicy basketballs.
Lissette's breasts were like two large, ripe, perfectly spherical canteloupes which appeared to be magically suspended in mid-air in front of her, so that gravity seemed to have absolutely no effect on them at all. And they didn't just hang there ... they looked alive and bristling with power, like twin volcanoes erupting from her chest ... seething and steaming an popping straight out from her chest. And whenever she danced ... she knew how to put on such a sexy show with her tits ... that there wasn't a guy in the place who wouldn't have sold his mortal soul ... right there on the spot ... just to get his hands on them.
Jasmine was a super-model. In the fashion universe, curves were back in, and there wasn't a woman around who had curvier curves, in all of the right places, than she did. She was a tempestuous, hot-headed, 25 year old woman who's Greek heritage was revealed in the exotic beauty of her facial features... wicked, almond shaped black eyes with sharp black eyebrows ... prominent, perfectly rounded cheekbones ... exotic, slightly flared nostrils ... and a succulent, wide mouth with lips which were so plump and wet looking that you would swear that if you squeezed them ... water would come squirting right out ... all of it framed by thick, full, looping locks of wild jet black hair.
Jasmine was wild. In fact, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that she was nothing less than a wild animal. She may have been educated, and intelligent, and classy, and she may have known how to act in public; but she was a wild animal all the same. Even dressed in the height of fashion, she had a savage, uncivilized, almost barbaric look about her ... like she didn't feel constrained by the same rules of polite social behaviour that applied to everyone else.
She had the kind of body which you could imagine that the first primitive cave women living out in the wild might have had ... 5 foot 9 inches tall,lean, shapely, muscular, and voluptuous ... completely unspoiled by the suggary, fatty diet and idle, lazy lifestyle of modern civilization. Her smoky, olive colored skin was moist and oily and incredibly dark from constant exposure to the sun. She had a high, tight, plump ass with amazingly deep lakes on the outside of each cheek. Her stomach was flat, hard, and narrow, and you could see her long, sharp hipbones sticking out and slanting sideways across her lower abdomen. There was an incredibly deep groove which ran all the way up from her sexy belly-button to the bottom of her breasts, and her powerful, jutting ribcage had furrows which were so deep that you could count each rib all the way up to the top.
Being a fashion model, Jasmine was absolutely fanatical about keeping her body in perfect condition ... and she did everything from running to arobics to weightlifting in order to stay in shape. But if you asked her what the secret to her beauty was ... she would tell you that it was belly-dancing. She had learned it from her mother as a little girl ... and she has been doing it ever since.
Contrary to popular belief ... the most important piece of equipment that a bell-dancer can have is not a belly ... it's breasts. And boy ... did Jasmine have breasts. They were brimming, bulging, jam-packed solid
volleyball sized globes of luscious dark olive flesh which towered majestically over her powerful ribcage and extended impossibly out in front of her like nuclear tipped missles.
And as good as they may have looked ... it was what she could do with her tits when she danced that made them really special. After years and years of training ... her tit-muscles had become so strong and well developed ... and she had such amazing control over them ... that she was able to make her breasts move completely on their own ... causing them to bounce up and down... and roll back and forth ... and lunge and surge and swell and vibrate at amazing speeds ... as if they had magically come alive and were dancing on
their own. It was so sexy that ... as soon as her lovers got a load of what she could do with them ... they would just as soon have had her jerk them off with her tits ... as put it inside of her.
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Lissette was running late. She had just gotten back to her dressing room after a grueling day of rehersals, and she hadn't even had the chance to peel her wet, sticky clothes off of her sweaty body when she heard a knock at the door. It was Lance. As she swung the door open ... you could see his eyes widen ... and his jaw drop ... at the irresitible vision of savage, unrestrained female beauty which greeted him on the other side. Her dark-brown hair was wild and messy ... her face and cleavage were flushed with the lusty glow which comes from vigorous physical exertion ... and her moist, sticky, mocha skin was glistening and dripping with thick, oily female perspiration. Never had she looked more delicious. No matter how many times he saw her ... every time was like the very first time ... and she never failed to just knock him right on his ass.
She had big plans for that evening ... and much bigger fish to fry ... and this was an interruption that she really didn't need at this particular moment. She looked at him disapprovingly, like " ... what the fuck are you doing here ... can't you see that I'm really busy?" But the way that he looked at her ... so full of desperate longing and yearning ... like a little boy peering into a pet shop window ... she just couldn't help taking pity on him. After all ... what would it hurt to give him a quickie? Without saying a word ... she motioned him to her ... and he was on her like a wild animal.
Lifting her up by the waist ... Lance sat Lissette on a table and immediately opened her shirt, exposing her naked, heaving, sweaty tits. He quickly ripped off his own shirt, and pulled his pants down around his ankles. Lissette gripped Lance's naked ass cheeks with her sexy hands and plunged his dick deep inside her wet, hot, tight pussy. She pressed her blazing globes against his chest ... and he could feel the heat practically singeing the hairs on his chest.
Trapping his hips between her powerful thighs, she shoved him forcefully away from her, pushing his dick out of her. Using the strength of her leg muscles alone ... she lifted him up and pulled his body all the way up over hers ...so that his throbbing cock plunged deep inside of her wet, boiling cleavage. He could feel the temperature surrounding his equipment suddenly shoot upward as she surrounded it with her firm, moist, ample breastflesh. She immediately started contracting and relaxing the powerful muscles of her tits... squeezing his dick over and over and over again.
Just when he was on the verge of exploding with incredible delight ... his body suddenly stiffened ... and panic gripped the pit of his stomach. He could feel an enormous pressure bearing down on his dick and balls which threatened to squash them at any moment ... and he didn't dare move one inch. It felt as though someone had trapped his family jewels in a vise ... and they were torturing him by turning the handle little by little ... in order to prolong the agony. He looked down helplessly at Lissette. He was at her mercy. He knew that any time she wanted, she could crush his dick and balls as easily as if they were eggshells.
"You know that I've heard all the rumors ... that you have something going with some belly-dancing slut ... " she said in a tone of voice which was so nasty that it sent chills up his spine. "All I can tell you ... is that they
better not be true. Why would you even think of seeing some other bitch...when you know that I'm the only one who can do THIS to you ... "
You could see Lissette's firm, shapely globes undulating powerfully ... up and down and up and down under her chin as she tightened and loosened the muscles of her tits in rapid succession, squeezing Lance's dick upward with a rolling motion over and over and over again. He could feel her tits getting hotter and hotter as she squeezed him faster and faster ... and then, in an instant, his dick exploded with the most intense orgasm that he can ever remember having. Without saying a word ... she got up, walked into the bathroom and closed the door behind her ... leaving him lying prone on the table ... completely spent.
Part 2
The stereo was cranked up full blast ... and the bass was so heavy that you could actually feel the vibration traveling through the walls of the luxury sky-rise apartment. The neighbors had given up complaining long ago.
It was just another Friday night ... and Jasmine was going out. And there was absolutely nothing in the whole wide world ... that Jasmine loved more ... than going out. You could see steam billowing out of the half-open bathroom door ... and buried in the relentless din of water splattering against tiles ... you could hear her muffled voice ... wailing at the top of her lungs ... "I'MMMMMMMMMMMMM ... COMING UP ... SO YOU'D BETTER GET THIS PARTY STARTED ... " It was her favorite song ... this thing by "Pink" ... and it had been adopted as the unofficial anthem by her and her girlfriends. Whenever it
came on ... it always got her engines running.
Jasmine's voluptuous silhouette emerged through the mist like some kind of deranged, funky, ancient Egyptian Goddess ... white towel wrapped around herlong, thick hair like an exotic royal headdress ... white, floor length terrycloth robe matted against her glistening-wet dark olive skin ... sexy bare feet and painted toenails sinking into pure white carpeting ... glass of red wine in one hand ... imaginary microphone in the other ... hips and shoulders swinging and swaying wildly in opposite directions as she did her very best pop diva impression. Singing really wasn't her thing ... she was way out of tune ... but she would never let a little thing like that stop her. She never let anything stop her from doing whatever she felt like doing ... whenever she felt like doing it. And boy ... could she dance.
She caught her hazy reflection in the mirrored, floor length, sliding double-doors of her closet ... and dramatically ripped the towel off of her head so that her thick, wet, heavy, ink black locks flew in all directions at once before tumbling down around her face and shoulders in an unruly mess. She threw her head back and slammed down what was left of her wine ... and aimlessly tossed the empty glass over her shoulder like she couldn't have cared less where it landed. With her heavy eyelids drooping sexily downward ... her lips puffing out in a playful, exaggerated, mock-seductive pucker ... her head bobbing and swiveling above her shoulders like it wasn't even attached ... and her long, narrow torso winding and snaking back and forth ... she belted out the lyrics ... singing to her own reflection.
"Damned I'm good ... " she thought to herself, "... if only I had just stuck to my singing lessons ... I'd be kicking all of their asses right now."
Her robe hung on for dear life ... being pushed and pulled and stretched in every conceivable direction as it desperately struggled to do its job of keeping everything covered up ... and you could see all of her big, bulging
curves and round, solid, totally self-contained body parts jerking and twitching and tumbling under the material like crazed wild animals fighting under a blanket. Her curvey hips climbed up so incredibly high over her hard, flat abdomen that they practically touched up against her ribcage before plummeting back down again and swinging just as far in the other direction ... her tight, bulbous ass pushed out against the fabric over and over and over again ... molding it to its shape ... and you could see the sexy outines of her huge, heavy, perfectly spherical breasts ... slipping and sliding and rocking and rolling back and forth under the material ... leaving
their imprint everywhere they went.
The poor robe ... didn't stand a chance ... and as the loosly tied sash unraveled and slipped further and further down her hips ... you could see the opening getting wider and wider ... giving you teasing little glimpses of the scorching sexuality which was hidden underneath. Just before the front of her robe fell away from her completely ... Jasmine quickly reached down and caught it ... cinching the two sides together with her hand. Turning sideways toward the mirror ... she bent down at the knees and undulated her entire body as if a wave was passing through it ... shucking the material all the way over her sexy bare shoulder ... and causing the plump, rounded dome of the top of her breast to pop high up into the air like a smooth, creamy, mountain peak.
She let the robe slide further and further down her arm ... until you could see the top half of her incredibly large, round, craggy dark brown areola ... rising above the material like a giant half moon ... and stopping just before the nipple. Jasmine was proud of how big and sexy her areola were. All of the guys really got off on them. They were at least three inches in diameter ... so dark and moist and firm ... and just chock full of all of those incredibly sexy furrows and channels and ridges. And whenever she got excited ... you could actually see them moving ... hardening and tightening up ... just like her nipples.
With the top half of her dark brown areola sticking out and contrasting sexily against the pure white material of her robe ... she turned and pointed it straight at the mirror ... as if she was teasing some poor, sex-starved guy. Whenever she went out ... she always let the guys have just a tiny little peek of her areola. She puckered her big, juicy lips ... and you could hear a loud smack as she blew her imaginary admirer a huge, exaggerated kiss. "God ... you are just sooooooo fucking hot" ... she laughed to herself outloud ... as she imagined the poor guy's eyes rolling into the back of his head ... and him falling right down on his ass. She was the very picture of that sexiest of all female combinations ... girlish energy and playfulness ... combined with all of the voluptuous curves and serious equipment ... of a real woman.
Standing there ... gazing at her own reflection ... you could just see her totally getting off on herself ... so full of youth, and energy, and strength, and beauty, and sexiness ... feeling all of the incredible power that she had inside of her. She felt as though she was the hottest, sexiest woman on the face of the earth ... and at that particular moment ... no one could have convinced her otherwise.
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It was girls night out. Her video shoot had run overtime, and the unscheduled session with Lance had delayed her even further, so there was no time for Lissette to take a shower or change clothes before going out for the evening. She didn't mind that in the least. As far as she was concerned, the outfit which she had worn for the performance couldn't be more flattering, in that it showed as much of her voluptuous body as possible ... without her being completely naked. As for the shower, she didn't need it, because there was no perfume in the world which was as alluring and sexy ... as the dank, musky aroma of her own femininity.
Lissette tied the colorful, paper-thin, sleaveless shirt into a tight knot under her damp, sticky, bulging breasts, making sure that it draped low enough around her shoulders so that her succulent cleavage was prominently on display. Her long, rigid nipples immediately poked out, sexily outlined by the soaking wet, sheer material. Not bothering to put her panties back on, she pulled her matching, ultra-short skirt up over her hip bones, barely concealing her tight, plump ass. With bare midriff and bare legs, and with her luscious, mocha-colored skin glistening with sweat and smelling of sex, Lissette jumped into the limo and headed straight for the location of that evenings festivities. The destination ... as fate would have it ... was Jack's grand opening party.
"Girls just want to have fun ... " or so the old song goes ... and whoever wrote it ... must have been thinking of Lissette at the time. As her Limo pulled in front of the club ... and she saw all of the excitement ... all of the people crowding around ... all of the paparazzi taking pictures ... she was feeling on top of the world. She was in the mood to celebrate ... to really cut loose ... to play ... and a room full of handsome, successful movie people seemed to her to be the perfect playground. Getting out of the Limo, she instinctively put on a private little show for the doorman ... sticking her long, shapely, shiney-smooth legs out of the door slowly; one spectacular spike-heel clad leg at a time, so that he could get a good ... long look ... as he bent foreward to take her hand.
Jack's new club was done up in the latest fashion ... a sort of updated, modern version of an authentic Mexican-style Cantina, with weather-worn looking stucco and brick walls, sawdust on the wooden floors, and rustic furniture, and fixtures. As Lissette followed the manager to her table ... trailed by her two beautiful female companions ... there was such an incredible air of confidence about her ... I mean, you could just see it in the way that she walked ... so totally relaxed and uninhibited ... like she owned the whole place ... like she just knew that she was completely free to do whatever she damned well pleased ... and that no one would ever dare to question her.
It wasn't just the fact that she was so unbelievably gorgeous ... or that every guy in the place was twisting his neck out of joint just to get a good look at her. She was so used to that by now ... that she took it completely for granted. There was something else about her ... something that went far deeper than just looks. She had an incredible sense of the power that she had inside of her ... the feeling that there was absolutely nothing in the
whole wide world ... that could ever stop her from getting exactly what she wanted in life. She was a young, hot, passionate latin beauty ... and she just knew that wherever she went ... there couldn't possibly be another woman around ... who could match her fire.
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Lissette was already working on her second shot of Tequila ... and about half a dozen drooling guys ... when one of her friends let out an audible gasp ... "Oh my God ... I can't believe it ... there she is ... there she is ... that's her ... that girl that I've been telling you about. I can't believe that she's here." The "girl" that she was referring to, and pointing out to Lissette, was none other than Jasmine.
Lissette couldn't have been happier. Everyone had been warning her about this sexy belly-dancing chick who had her eye on Lance ... and now ... she was finally going to be able to check her out in person ... which wasn't very hard to do ... considering the fact that there was very little of her which was hidden from view. And the more she saw of her ... the more irritated she got. There was no use trying to deny it ... the bitch was pretty hot.
Jasmine wore a super low cut, high cropped vest the bottom of which only extended down as far as the underside of her protuding breasts ... and then just hung there, seemingly miles in front her powerful ribcage. Her bulging hips and ass were wrapped in a silky, paper-thin, see-through skirt ... and if you looked real hard ... you could see her pink, high cut, lace bikini panties. She had bare legs, and her glossy, bulging calves were pumped up by nasty 4 inch stilletto shoes.
Lissette took one look at Jasmine's volleyball sized globes protruding proudly out in front of her, and she could really feel her blood beginning to boil. Although she had heard all of the rumours about her and Lance, up until this very moment ... up until she actually saw Jasmine with her own two eyes ... she didn't really believe them. Now ... she realized that Jasmine was exactly the kind of woman that Lance would go for ... and she was suddenly overcome with the urge to walk right up to her ... and pop her volleyballs right on the spot.
No sooner did Jasmine sit down at her table, than one of her companions leaned over and whispered to her ... pointing directly at Lissette. Jasmine looked up at Lissette, and their eyes met for the very first time. There wasan instant of recognition ... and each woman clearly saw that the other one knew exactly who she was. Jasmine immediately gave Lissette one of those self-satisfied "I'm one up on you ... I took your man away from you." smiles that women give each other ... which only had the effect of adding fuel to Lissette's already raging fire.
Underneath her smug facade ... Jasmine wasn't completely sure whether she had really taken Lissette's man away from her or not. Sure she had him ... but that didn't necessarily mean that she didn't have him too. She had always suspected that the little prick was lying to her when he said that he had stopped seeing her ... and with all of those nasty rumours that she had been hearing lately ... she just didn't know.
As Jasmine gazed at Lissette's large, ripe, canteloupes hovering out over her table, she immediately understood why Lance had been so attracted to her ... and why he had stayed with her for so long. The knowledge that he had once enjoyed those tits ... made her stomach churn. The thought that he might still be enjoying them ... made her yearn to march up right there ... and squash Lissette's melons right then and there.
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Out of the corner of her eye ... Lissette caught Jasmine bending all the way down under the table ... and taking off her left shoe. "Owwwww ... I really got her good that time ... " she laughed to herself, as she watched her massaging the top of her foot, " ... I wouldn't be surprised if she was bleeding."
You could tell from the sheer irritation in Jasmine's face that Lissette's heel had indeed found its mark ... and as she lifted her beautiful black eyes up over the table and glared across the room at her rival ... the big, self-satisfied grin that she saw just burned her up inside. As the two young women made eye contact with each other for the umpteenth time ... you could see Jasmine's thick, juicy, bright red lips puffing out and curling with big, slow, exaggerated movements ... as her mouth formed the words ... "FUCK YOU" ... so clearly ... that no one could have possibly failed to get the message. Lissette's moist red lipstick shimmered under the lights as she immediately puckered her own luscious lips and mouthed the words ... "FUCK YOU TOO" ... right back at her.
Both women dramatically rose from their chairs in unison ... and headed straight for one another.
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It had been brewing all night long ... and you just knew that it would finally have to come to this. After spending the entire evening with one eye one each other ... checking each other out ... and giving each other dirty looks ... and competing to see who could attract the most men ... and competing with each other on the dance floor ... and bumping into each other... and jostling each other ... and stepping on each other's feet ... Jasmine and Lissette were finally exactly where they had wanted to be all along ... standing face to face ... and staring each other down.
It was an incredibly erotic sight. Two of the hottest, sexiest, shapliest, most beautiful women that any man could ever hope to see ... both dressed in the shortest, skimpiest, most revealing outfits imaginable ... standing face to face and staring fiercly into each other's eyes ... each holding her body out towards the other in that nasty, defiant, thoroughly feminine challenging pose ... their hands on their hips ... their legs spread apart and firmly planted on the ground, one in front of the other ... their luscious hips tilted all the way up to one side ... their long, narrow torsos curved into that incredible "S" shape that only women are capable of making ... and their big, round, jutting breasts thrust straight out in front of them ... and straight towards each other.
There is just something which is fundamentally, undeniably sexy about seeing two beautiful female bodies so tantalizingly close to one another ... about seeing so much luscious, hostile, naked female skin being directly exposed to each other ... their long, shapely, shiny bare legs running up and down right alongside each other and almost rubbing against each other... their sexy naked stomachs and belly-buttons perfectly lined up with each other ... the tips of their nipples poking straight through the material of their tops and practically brushing up against each other ... and the plump, bulging tops of their cleavage heaving so close to one another ... that they looked like they were going to jump out at each other at any moment.
It was more apparent than ever before ... what an equal match these two gorgeous women really were for each other. Of course, no two women are absolutely identical ... but if there was a difference ... you sure couldn't see it. They were exactly the same height and weight ... their builds were equally strong and sturdy ... their faces were different but just as beautiful ... their hair just as long and full ... their legs just as thick and muscular ... their hips, ass and waist just as rounded and shapely ... and their breasts just as big and full ... and standing up just as high ... and sticking out just as far. If someone had put you on the spot ... and forced you to decide ... right then and there ... which one of them you would rather fuck ... you would have surely gone completely out of your mind.
"Careful not to get them too close, sweetie ... " Lissette snickered, looking down at Jasmine's boobs, " ... or you're liable to get the sunburn of your life."
"Oh please ... " Jasmine shot back, " ... gimme a fucking break. All you latin chicks think that you're just sooooooo fucking hot. You didn't really think that you could impress me by melting a few little ice cubes ... did you? You don't have the slightest idea what hot really is. These babies ... " she said, cupping her hands under her boobs, " ... are so hot ... that they would peel the skin right off of yours."
"Oh ... you really think so? ... " Lissette answered laughingly, " ... well maybe we should just try it out sometime and find out ... you know ... just kinda touch 'em together ... and see what happens. I'll bet you anything that my tits would fry your tits like eggs. And that little lemon trick of yours ... what a fucking joke!"
"What? ... " Jasmine mocked, " ... you really think that you're strong enough to do it?"
"Oh yeah ... any day ... " Lissette replied, " ... but I don't waste my time making fruit juice. I much prefer the creamier stuff ... personally. But then ... a woman like you wouldn't really know anything about that ... now would she?
"Oh no? Well ... if you really want to know ... why don't you just ask Lance?"
Jasmine could see that she had struck a nerve. At the mere mention Lance's name ... a nasty scowl come over Lissette's face ... and you could see her tits suddenly heaving up and down ... and reddening in anger.
"What the fuck ... would you know ... about Lance?"
Jasmine looked at Lissette as if she was the dumbest broad ever to walk the face of the earth.
"You really don't get it ... do you? Don't you think that it's just a little bit funny ... that he hasn't even bothered to call you the last couple of months? I really don't know how to tell you this, honey ... but ever since he got a taste of these ... " she gloated, shaking her tits ever so slightly back and forth for emphasis, " ... he's had absolutely no use for your flabby things anymore."
Lissette let out a little gasp ... as if someone had just punched her right in the gut. She could feel her heart pounding violently in her chest ... and her hot blood rushing into her face ... and all of the hairs on her luscious body standing on end ... at the very thought that she was actually standing right in front of the fucking cunt ... who was sleeping with her man.
"In your dreams ... you lying piece of shit. Lance wouldn't give a slut like you the time of day. And what the fuck are you talking about ... 'hasn't called me in a couple of months?' You stipid bitch ... I still got his cum all over my tits ... from a couple of hours ago. Here ... wanna smell it?"
You could see the absolute shock in Jasmine's eyes as Lissette suddenly shoved her hot, sweaty tits right up into her face ... and started vigorously scraping them back and forth ... rubbing them right in her face with gusto. It was the most disgusting and humiliating experience of Jasmine's entire life ... and a sick feeling gripped the pit of her stomach as she felt all of the thick, greasy bodily fluids of another woman's tits ... all of the sweat ... and oil ... and sticky, smelly residue of male ejaculation ... being smeared all over her beautiful face.
And it wasn't just any woman who was rubbing her dirty, smelly tits in her face. It was the woman ... who was fucking her man.
Jasmine took one step backward ... and violently spit straight in Lissette's eyes.
Lissette's beautiful dark-brown eyes were blazing with rage and fury as she slowly wiped the spit from her face with the back of her left hand ... while at the same time pulling her right hand all the way back behind her ... as far as it could possibly go. With a mighty swing that started all the way down at the tips of her sexy, painted toenails ... she slapped Jasmine right across the face ... hitting her with such incredible force that you could hear the cracking sound all the way across the room ... even over the pounding music ... and you could see Jasmine's head snapping violently to one side ... and her long black hair flying into the air all around her.
It was as if someone had just fired a gun in the room. Everyone in the place just froze ... and the only sound you could hear was the humming of the overhead fans ... going around and around and around. The band stopped playing ... the waiters and waitresses screeched to a halt ... and every last conversation ended right there ... right in mid-sentence. Suddenly ... all eyes were glued on the two beautiful women. They were focused so intensely on each other ... that they didn't even notice.
Jasmine slowly turned her head back towards her rival ... and you could actually see the bright red and bluish-white outlines of Lissette's fingers on her cheek. Lissette was absolutely astonished by her reaction. After a smack like that ... she expected the bitch to at least look a little bit hurt ... or angry ... or upset ... or something. Instead ... she was as calm as could be ... and she had this stone-cold, psychotic look in her eyes that was so evil ... and so depraved ... that it sent a chill down her spine. She gave Lissette a wicked little smile ... like she had just done her the biggest favor in the world.
Taking one step forward, Jasmine slammed her volleyballs straight into Lissette's canteloupes ... with incredible force.
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<center>Boob Brawl</center>
<center>Lissette & Jasmine</center>
Part 3
The split second that it took for Jasmine's hard, tight belly-dancer's tits ... to close the gap with Lissette's full, firm salsa dancer's tits ... was all the time that was needed to answer a whole night's worth of questions ... that the two sexual rivals had about each other.
All night long ... both women secretly wondered ... just how firm and heavy the other woman's tits really were ... both women secretly thought about ... what it would feel like to have the other woman's big, round, solid globes ... pushing right up against her own ... both women secretly questioned ... what their two pairs of evenly matched, equally beautiful female pride would do to each other ... when they came together ... both women were absolutely convinced ... that when it was all over ... it would be her own proud, beautiful tits ... that pushed the other woman's tits ... completely flat.
Even as you stood there and watched it happen ... your realized that something far more important was unfolding before your eyes ... than simply two big balls of female flesh hitting two big balls of female flesh.
You were witnessing an encounter between two women ... in the place that mattered the most to each of them ... one woman taking the single most important thing that she has ... and pitting it directly against the singlemost important thing that another woman has ... one woman taking the thing that she loves the most about herself ... and pitting it directly against the thing that another woman loves the most about herself ... one woman taking the very essence of her female pride ... and pitting it directly against the very essence of another woman's female pride.
The thin, skimpy tops that the women were wearing ... did absolutely nothing to conceal the evidence of what took place ... between their two pairs of womanly pride ... when they met each other for the very first time.
You could see the gauzy white fabric of Jasmine's vest clinging tightly to their damp, sticky contents ... stretching all around the bulging contours of her big, heavy breasts ... as she lifted them high up into the air ... and heaved them right off of her chest ... straight into the enemy breasts which were standing right in front of them ... and silently challenging them.
As she stood there with her hands defiantly on her hips ... Lissette's big, beefy juggs were right out there ... suspended in mid air out in front of her body in all of their glory ... their full, rounded outlines plainly visible through the wet, colorful material which was plastered against them.
Tight, compact, clearly defined globes ... made violent contact with tight, compact, clearly defined globes ... and you could see every last detail of what took place ... as sexy female shape ... met naturally incompatible sexy female shape ... and immediately set out to deform it.
A low, padded "thud" echoed through the room as pure, white fabric met bright, colorful fabric ... and dense, meaty breastflesh slammed heavily against dense, meaty breastflesh. You could hear all of the air rushing out of Lissette's lungs ... and you could see her big, round, rock-solid tits ... collapsing violently inwards under her shirt ... and spreading out all around the tightly-stretched, fully-stuffed white material ... which was suddenly occupying all of the space ... where her colorful fabric had once been.
You could see the absolute horror in Lissette's beautiful face ... when she looked down and saw the proud, powerful symbol of her womanhood ... yielding to the tits of another woman. She had been taken completely by surprise. She had anticipated that Jasmine was going to try to slap her back ... or punch her ... or bury her fingers in her hair. The last thing in the world that she ever expected ... was this vicious assault on her breasts. Not here ... not like this ... not right in front of everybody.
The force of the blow sent Lissette reeling backwards on her heels several steps ... and Jasmine looked absolutely ferocious as she moved right along with her ... lurching forward with her upper body and staying right on top of her ... keeping their tits pressed as tightly together as possible.
She was like a wild animal who had smelled blood. Deep inside of her tits, she could feel Lissette's breastflesh giving way ... and caving in under the weight of her own ... even as she felt her own tits staying solid and compact as they mashed against them. She knew that she had knocked the wind out of the bitch ... and that she had her by the throat. And she knew that her tits had knocked the bitch's tits back ... and that they had them by the throat too ... pinned all the way back against her ribs. She wasn't about to let her off the hook ... by giving her the chance to pull her tits away.
You could see the surprise in Jasmine's face when ... instead of continuing to roll backwards ... Lissette suddenly braced herself with her shapely back leg ... bringing her backward motion to an abrupt halt ... and boldly stopping Jasmine in her tracks with a sharp, chest-to-chest jolt ... jamming their swollen tits even more tightly together than ever. She may have been stunned, and groggy, and unsteady on her feet ... but not even one single time in her entire young life ... had Lissette ever been forced to suffer the shame and humiliation ... of pulling her tits away from the tits of another woman ... once they had been locked together in combat. And she was not about to start with this bitch.
For one brief moment, the two gorgeous women just stood there ... nose to nose ... eye to eye ... tit to tit ... and stared straight into each other's beautiful faces. Jasmine could see the shocked, glassy look in her opponent's eyes ... and the incredible agony in her face ... and she just couldn't help giving her credit. With all of the punishment that she had inflicted on her ... any other woman would have just kept retreating backwards, and would have pulled her tits away the first chance that she got. But this crazy bitch ... absolutely refused to back down ... and instead, was actually coming right back at her.
You could see just the slightest glimmer of respect in Jasmine's eyes. She knew exactly how Lissette felt. Better to lose like a woman ... than to give your rival the satisfaction ... of pulling your tits away from hers. It was a female thing ... something that the two of them had in common.
Just as quickly ... you could see another thought flash through Jasmine's mind. "A bitch like that ... " she thought to herself, " ... could be very, very dangerous ... and I'd better finish her off once and for all ... now that I got the chance."
And the quickest way to do that ... was to go right for her nipples.
Keeping their tits glued as tightly together as possible ... Jasmine quickly looked down ... and you could see her shifting her breasts ever so slightly back and forth ... as she probed deeply into Lissette's tits with her own ... feeling her way around her rival's thick, viscous breastflesh with her long, hard, dark brown nipples. Even through the the material of both women's tops ... Jasmine could feel everything with the tips of her nipples ... and she was absolutely amazed at how incredibly firm and tightly packed the insides of Lissette's breasts were ... and how incredibly heavy her flesh felt as it plastered itself against her own.
She immediately realized that she had slammed her tits into her rival's so recklessly ... that she had missed her nipples completely ... and that instead of her nipples pressing straight into Lissette's ... tip to tip ... as she had hoped that they would be ... she could feel them ... buried all the way inside of the meat of her breasts. She wanted to get at Lissette's nipples with her own ... as quickly as possible ... and she knew exactly where to find them. She could feel them too ... painfully digging into her own breastflesh ... and running right alongside her own. And she could tell from how much they were hurting her ... and how much space they were taking up inside of her ... that they were big, fat, hard suckers too.
While Lissette stood there helplessly ... gasping and wheezing and struggling to catch her breath ... Jasmine quickly pulled her breasts back ever so slightly ... and you could see the sexy outlines of her long, thick, rigid nipples ... moving completely on their own under her white shirt ... as she searched out the tips of her adversary's nipples ... using the strength of her tit muscles alone.
As Jasmine found the tips of Lissette's nipples with the tips of her own ... and rested them flush against each other for the very first time ... you could see her sexy, bare shoulders suddenly jerking up and down ... and a shudder of pain running straight down her spine all the way into the small of her back ... like a jolt of electricity. At the very same instant ... you could see Lissette's beautiful head snapping violently backward ... and a long, deep, anguished moan escaping from her luscious mouth ... filling the heavy air around them.
"Holy shit!!! ... " Jasmine shreaked ... inside of her own head, where only she could hear it, " ... this really is one nasty bitch. I mean jeeesuzzz ... right through the insulation of both of our fucking tops!!! I'd better finish this fucking bitch off ... RIGHT NOW!!!"
You could see the sheer malice in Jasmine's beautiful face as she quickly lined their nipples up with each other ... making sure that the the two pairs of sexy, dark brown cylinders were pointing straight at each other ... from front to back. "Now I got you ... " she thought to herself, " ... exactly where I want you."
Growling like a wild animal ... Jasmine savagely thrust her long, hard, dark brown nipples ... straight into Lissette's nipples ... with all of her might ... with the deadly intention of driving them all the way back into the base of her breasts ... and squashing them against her breastbone ... finishing the bitch off ... once and for all.
Lissette's entire body lurched violently upward ... and you could see her sexy back curving outward as she suddenly felt the base of her nipples plunging uncontrollably backwards ... sinking deeper and deeper into the
middle of her own breasts with unrelenting force. Her beautiful brown eyes rolled all the way into the back of her head ... her luscious red lips parted involuntarily ... and with a long, deep ... ooooooofffffffffff ... that came all the way from the deepest pit of her stomach ... she slumped forward right on top of Jasmine ... leaning the entire weight of her body into her tormentor as if she had just been stuck in the gut by a knife. As Lissette's chin rested against her rival's sexy bare shoulder ... you could see her silky mohagany hair brushing across Jasmine's beautiful face ... and long, thick strands clinging to her forehead ... and her nose ... and her thick, juicy, bright red lips.
And then ... the lights went out.
PAIN ... PAIN ... UNBEARABLE PAIN. She had absolutely no idea where she was ... or what she was doing ... and the only thing that filled her consciousness was incredible, unbearable pain. Her eyes opened to the sight of a nasty, vicious, snarling face ... of wicked black eyes and snarling big red lips ... of savage grunts and groans and hot enemy breath violating the soft, delicate skin of her beautiful face.
Lissette awoke to the feeling of an incredible pressure and pain deep inside of the middle of her breasts ... and she knew that her big, thick, rock hard nipples were being crammed all the way back into them. She could see Jasmine's shoulders swinging wildly back and forth as she rotated her torso from side to side with lightning speed ... jabbing her tits straight into Lissette's with quick little one two punches ... working on her nipples one at a time ... first the left ... then right ... then left again ... wedging her rock hard nipples deeper and deeper and deeper back into her own aching titflesh.
She felt as though she had been asleep for a hundred years ... when in reality ... it hadn't even been for a full second. But she was wide awake now ... more awake than she could ever remember being in her entire life. It was the pain. The pain gripped every last little molecule in her luscious body and shook it ... and woke it up ... and told her that if she didn't do something to defend herself right now ... right this very instant ... she would be finished.
Lissette could see the look of incredible frustration in Jasmine's face as she feverishly worked on her nipples ... and suddenly, everything became crystal clear to her. She remembered how helpless she felt as Jasmine was setting her up for the kill. She knew what she was doing ... she knew that she was lining her nipples up for that one quick, lethal knock out punch ... but she was so out of it ... that she didn't even have time to tighten her tit muscles and brace herself for it. The bitch had a free shot at her nipples and she took it ... trying with all of her might to drive them all the way into the base of her breasts ... and she just couldn't do it!!! Her tits were too strong ... her breastflesh was too full and dense and firm ... her nipples were too erect.
Even with all of the pain and pressure that she was feeling ... her heart was suddenly filled with pride. Her tits had not let her down. They had taken everything that this wicked, powerful bitch could dish out ... and they were still standing. Still ... this was no time for celebration. Although her tits may have still been standing ... they were still getting the shit kicked out of them too ... by the tits of another woman ... and that was something that she wasn't used to at all.
She could feel the plump bottoms of her breasts ... pressing tightly against her ribs ... and spreading out all around her ribcage ... and she knew that Jasmine was keeping them pinned back with her own. Her nipples were painfully buried all the way inside of the middle of her globes ... deeper than they had ever been in her entire life ... and she knew that if she just stood there and let the bitch keep working on them ... she might reach her breastbone yet. She had never met the woman ... who's tits were strong enough to do that to her own tits ... and deep down in her heart ... she never really believed that she would. Now she knew ... that she was in the fight of her life.
But the fight had just started ... and Lissette had not even begun to fight. Now ... she was going to show the bitch what it felt like ... when she put her own tit-muscles into action. Putting the entire weight of her luscious body behind her tits ... Lissette leaned straight into Jasmine's tits with her own ... and you could see the material of her brightly colored shirt inflating like a baloon as she tightened the muscles of her tits ... and surged them powerfully outward ... straight into the enemy breasts that were pressing against them.
Lissette could feel the bottoms of her breasts ... lifting up off of her ribcage ... and her nipples shooting forcefully outward ... climbing half way back out of her globes ... as they drove her rival's hard, dark brown cylinders violently backwards. She could hear the little " ... ugggghhhh ... " sound that Jasmine made ... and she saw a deep crease ... and just a tiny little bulge ... appearing on the top of her cleavage ... right at the joint where her breasts meet her breastbone ... and she knew that she had pushed her tits back ... and had hurt the bitch. "A couple a more of those ... " she thought to herself, " ... and my tits will be free in no time."
Lissette quickly leaned into her opponent again ... but this time ... Jasmine leaned right back into her ... and you could see the two women ... jerking their tits straight into each other ... at exactly the same time. As Lissette's firm, full, heavy breastflesh surged powerfully outward ... it was met by Jasmine's equally firm, equally full, equally heavy breastflesh ... surging right back against it ... just as powerfully. As her hard, thick nipples pushed forcefully outward ... they were met by equally hard, equally thick nipples ... pushing right back into them. This time ... Lissette didn't have the exhilarating experience of her tits lifting up off of her ribcage ... and her nipples pushing outward.
This time ... Lissette's tits stayed exactly where they were. Her proud, powerful breasts were still firmly pinned back against her ribcage ... her thick, hard nipples were still buried half way into her globes ... and she hadn't budged Jasmine's tits ... not even one single inch.
"I was wondering if you were ever going to fight back." Jasmine mocked, with only the slightest hint of false bravado in her voice. "Come on ... little girl ... go ahead and show me what your big, strong tits can do."
Standing toe to toe ... the two gorgeous women leaned straight into each other at exactly the same time ... locked their eyes right onto each other ... and started violently jerking their tits ... straight into each others tits ... over and over and over again. You could see the plump tops of their cleavage ... popping up and falling back down ... and popping up and falling back down ... rising high up over the sheer, soaking wet material of their tops ... as thin, colorful fabric inflated outward ... and plastered against the gauzy white material which was stretching out to meet it ... again and again and again.
With their beautiful faces so close to each other that they could feel each other's breath ... you could see their luscious red lips puckering and puffing out with each deadly thrust of their tit-muscles ... punctuated by nasty little female groans of pain and anger and exertion ... which sounded even sexier than the noises that they make ... when they're fucking.
Neither woman had to look down to know exactly what was happening between their two pairs of female pride and joy. As powerful tit-muscles contracted against powerful tit-muscles ... and plump, juicy breastflesh mashed against plump, juicy breastflesh ... and big, nasty nipples poked into big, nasty nipples ... both women could feel every last little detail of their erotic struggle ... right through their tops ... right in their tits ... and they both knew exactly what their womanhood ... was doing to the womanhood of the other. Without saying a single word ... they kept their eyes locked on each other ... so that they could see the pain that they were inflicting on each other ... at the very moment that they were inflicting it. Wicked black eyes and savage dark-brown eyes burned holes into each other ... as each woman told the other ... that she could see how much she was hurting her.
All you had to see was the looks in the two women's eyes ... to know exactly what was happening between their warring tits. You could see the utter frustration in Lissette's beautiful face ... and you could hear her grunts and groans getting progressively louder and more agitated and more desperate ... as she suddenly started rocking back and forth faster and faster and harder and harder on the balls of her sexy, spike-heeled shoes ... thrusting her swollen breasts outward with all of her might ... even as Jasmine matched her ... stroke for stroke ... and thrust for thrust ... with a triumphant look on her gorgeous face.
With a loud, exasperated scream that came as much from sheer frustration as from exhaustion ... Lissette abruptly stopped ... and Jasmine stopped right along with her. Their tits had fought each other to a standstill. Despite all of their incredible exertion ... neither woman had been able to push the other woman's breasts back ... not even the least little bit ... from the place where they had been when they had started. To Jasmine ... that meant that she had won. Her tits were still pinning Lissette's tits firmly against her ribcage ... and her nipples were still keeping Lissette's nipples crammed half way inside of her boobs ... and there wasn't a single thing ... that the bitch could do about it.
The belly-dancer looked the salsa queen straight in the eyes. "Face it ... bitch ... my tits won. I got you pinned. Now we both know that my tits are stronger than yours are."
Jasmine looked down into the space between the two women and smiled. "Check it out ... just look at what my tits are doing to yours. God ... that just looks so fucking hot and sexy ... look at how my tits are squashing yours."
You could see the incredible sense of shame welling up in Lissette's beautiful dark brown eyes ... as she looked down into the space between them ... to see what their two bulging, tightly locked pairs of womanly strength were doing to each other. It was a picture that she had never imagined ... that she would ever be forced to look at ... as long as she had breath in her voluptuous body.
The two women's cleavage ... told the whole story between them.
The tops of Jasmine's big, firm, meaty breasts were wide and long and spacious ... gracefully arching high up into the air before descending all the way down into the incredibly deep and well defined chasm between them ... and except for one single crease at the very base of each of her boobs ... her creamy dark-olive flesh looked plump and full and smooth as it bulged proudly upward over the pure, white material of her top ... and stretched it to the very limit.
You could see Jasmine beaming with delight ... as she inspected the condition of Lissette's cleavage ... and compared it to her own.
The space between the front of her brightly colored top ... and the base of her breasts ... was short and narrow ... and her cleavage didn't curve up over the material ... but was sunken all the way down inside of it. You could see four long, deep, equally spaced folds ... running sideways across each of her breasts ... and her thick, heavy breastflsh pinched up into two little bulges ... that looked just like she had two little rounded tubes ... sitting on each of her tits. The little rounded bulges ... met each other in the space between her tits ... so that her sexy cleavage ... had been completely obliterated. Her dark, mocha colored flesh was pinched and wrinkled and puckered ... and you could see parts of her brightly colored top ... hanging loosely in the front ... and bulging tightly all around the sides.
"Wouldn't it just be great ... " Jasmine cooed, with a huge, triumphant smile, " ... if Lance could be here right now ... and he could see us like this this? Which one of us ... do you think that he would rather fuck more? Which pair of tits ... do you think that he would rather cum on?"
That little comment ... was enough to push Lissette over the edge. "You fucking little chicken-shit ... " she screamed at the top of her lungs, " ... you didn't have the guts to challenge me woman to woman ... and the only way that you could have ever done this to me ... was to sneak up on me and take me by surprise!!!"
Nostrils flaring ... eyes blazing ... you could see Lissette bending ever so slightly at the knees ... and then pushing herself off with every last ounce of strength that she had in her shapely, muscular legs ... getting all the way up on her tippy-toes as she jammed her tits straight into Jasmine's with all of her might. "You'll pay for this ... you dirty bitch. When I get my tits free ... I'm going to splatter your tits all over your fucking ribcage!!!"
You could see Jasmine's eyes widening in shock ... and her breasts suddenly collapsing inward like an accordion ... right before she was sent reeling backwards by the force of the push. She stumbled backwards over a chair ... and tumbled onto the floor ... rolling right out into the middle of the dance floor.
Lissette looked absolutely bloodthirsty as she charged onto the dance floor after her. Bending forward, with her arms out to the sides, she pushed the plump tops of her shapely breasts out over her shirt and shook them at Jasmine. "Come on, slut ... skin to skin ... if you're woman enough." she spat, as she advanced threateningly towards her. Lissette's tits were finally free ... and they didn't look even the least little bit worse for wear and tear ... every bit as big, and full, and firm, and menacing ... as they were before they had started.
As Jasmine lifted herself up off of the floor ... and saw those big, nasty things coming right at her ... she couldn't help swallowing hard. She just knew that she should have finished the bitch off ... when she had the chance! Now ... she was in for a real fight. But that was just fine with her ... she had pushed the bitch in once ... and she would just have to do it again.
Immediately accepting Lissette's challenge, Jasmine leaned forward and pushed the tops of her bulging globes out in front of her. Pointing them directly at Lissette ... she boldly stepped forward to meet her.
Lissette and Jasmine met in the middle of the dance floor ... and you could hear a loud slap as the wet, slippery tops of their breasts smacked into one another. Bare, unprotected female flesh made full, unimpeded contact with bare, unprotected female flesh for the very first time ... and you could see both women's beautiful faces contorting in agony ... as sexy skin scalded sexy skin ... just by touching it ... sending waves of pain radiating all the way into the middle of their shuddering boobs.
Lissette smiled as she watched Jasmine wince. "I told you that my tits were hot ... bitch. Now we'll see who peels who's skin off." Jasmine smiled right back at her. "Look who's talking. Yours are already turning red. Now I'll show you ... who's tits are going to end up looking like fried eggs."
As hot, sweaty, olive skin slipped and slid and slithered across moist, steamy mocha skin ... you could see enemy flesh plastering itself against enemy flesh ... sticking to it like scotch tape ... and pulling at it as it peeled away from it ... stinging it and burning it and melting right into it ... as if the flesh itself ... could dissolve the enemy flesh which was pressing against it ... by the mere contact alone. It was as if all of the firmness, and freshness, and thickness, and beauty of their luscious skin ... was pitted directly against each other ... and their very pours themselves ... were fighting each other.
Their nipples searched each other out ... and found each other ... all by themselves ... and you could see the outlines of their tips ... pushing their way along the insides of their shirts as they moved straight towards each
other ... attracted to each other like two little disc shaped magnets. Both women could feel their tips coming closer and closer together ... and you could see them bracing themselves for the agonizing moment when they finally made contact with each other.
As sexy tip met sexy tip ... each woman could immediately feel all of the heat and power and sexual energy of the other ... radiating straight out of the tips of her nipples ... straight through the thin, wet material of both
of their tops ... and straight into her own. One can only imagine ... what the two sexy women would have felt ... if their nipples had been ... completely naked.
As the two gorgeous women squared off against each other in the middle of the dance floor ... they looked just like two savage cave women locked in a fight to the death in some primordial swamp ... wild and dirty and sweaty and half naked ... their bulging hips and sexy bare stomachs swaying sensuously from side to side ... their naked shoulders swinging furiously back and forth ... both of them putting all of the strength and weight of their voluptuous bodies ... right into their luscious breasts ... and mashing them straight into each other with all of their might. You could see their lean, tight, shapely bodies ... twisting and turning and weaving and lurching all around the dance floor ... reacting to each other's every move ... locked in a savage, primitive dance of female domination.
They didn't even notice ... what the people around them were doing. They didn't even notice that every last person in the place ... from the wealthiest, most prominent patron ... to the poorest, lowliest busboy ... male and female alike ... was crowding around the dance floor ... pushing and shoving to get a better view of the action ... and forming a human circle around the two struggling women ... four bodies deep.
The men had never seen anything like it in their entire lives. Yeah ... sure ... most of them had seen two women fight before ... but never anything like this! Never two women who were this hot and sexy ... and never the way that these two were going at it. They weren't slapping each other ... or pulling each other's hair ... or rolling around on the floor scratching and kicking and screaming like most women do. They were taking the hottest, sexiest part of their bodies ... and mashing them straight into the hottest, sexiest part of the other woman's body ... fighting each other with sexy part directly against sexy part ... trying to beat each other ... by having their sexy part ... beat the other woman's sexy part. Most of the guys didn't really understand it ... but they knew that it was the most erotic thing that they had ever seen ... and you could see the incredible excitement in their eyes as they watched ... and great big bulges ... popping up in their pants.
But even that was nothing ... compared to the way that the women were reacting ... especially the good looking ones. You could see the looks in their eyes ... the way that they were totally engrossed in every little thing that the two women were doing to each other ... the way that they were pushing and straining to see every last little detail. A lot of them had heard secret little whispers and stories about two women meeting each other in this way ... and they had been secretly burning with curiosity ... about what the women actually did to each other when they got together ... and what it would feel like ... to actually do it themselves. Some of the women had even felt secret little urges ... to do this very same thing to some bitch who was competing with them ... and you could see their eyes light up ... as they realized that their feelings were real. The women understood ... and you could see them watching ... with equal parts fascination and dread ... as they wondered whether ... when the time came ... they would really be brave enough ... to face another woman in that way.
At that particular moment ... Lissette and Jasmine could not have cared less about what anybody saw, or thought or felt about anything. All they were interested in ... was ripping each other to shreds.
Keeping the tips of their nipples hooked tightly together ... right through the fabric of their shirts ... they focused their deadly efforts on the parts of their breasts where bare unprotected female flesh met bare, unprotected female flesh ... and you could see them hunching forward ... and their sexy bare shoulders stabbing right into each other ... as they viciously rubbed and scraped and ground and mashed the long, curving arches of the tops of their wet, sticky tits ... back and forth across each other. They jammed them into each other with such incredible force ... that you could see the plump top of each woman's breast ... separating her rival's cleavage as it rolled over it ... pushing all the way in between her tits ... and rubbing right up against her breastbone before rolling out the other side.
As she watched her creamy mocha skin quaking and quivering from the contact with her rival's luscious dark-olive flesh, Lissette could see that the bitch was hurting her a lot more than she was hurting her back ... and it didn't take her more than a second to figure out why. It was her fucking areola. While Lissette's areola was completely covered by her shirt ... so that you could just barely see the sexy rim peeking up over the top ... Jasmine's areola was all the way out there ... naked and exposed all the way down to the middle of her nipple. And it was fucking hot ... much, much hotter than the flesh that was around it. Every time that their tits slid across each other ... she could feel it ... burning and stinging her skin ... and it's rough, craggy texture ... painfully scraping against her tender flesh.
You could see Lissette's blood boiling as she watched Jasmine taking dead aim ... and purposely pressing the top half of her big, round, jagged, dark brown areola straight into the tender skin of her breasts ... over and over and over again. The fucking dirty bitch!!! ... she knew exactly what she was doing. She's been fighting dirty right from the start ... right from the moment that she caught her off guard and pinned her tits back against her ribs!!! Lissette had had enough. If she wanted to fight dirty ... that was just fine with her ... the dirtier the better. Nobody knew how to get down into the gutter ... like this nasty Puerto Rican bitch.
"You dirty little slut ... " Lissette sneered, maliciously eyeing Jasmine's areola, " ... you really think that those ugly wrikled things of yours are just sooo fucking big and hot and sexy, don't you? I saw how proud you were when you were teasing all of those guys with them ... like they were all just supposed to fall right on their asses ... just from seeing them. Well here ... check this out ... " she said, as she dropped her sexy right shoulder all the way down, and then stabbed it high up into the air over and over again ... shucking the material from the front of her breast, " ... you're gonna shit when you see what I got waiting for you under my shirt."
You could see Jasmine's eyes getting wider and wider as she watched Lissette's big, round mocha colored tit shimmying upwards over her brightly colored top ... revealing the huge, round, dark brown areola that was hidden underneath. It was the biggest, tightest areola that she had ever seen on another woman in her entire life ... every bit as big as her own ... and it was absolutely covered with tough little bundles of dark brown skin ... and long, hard, jagged ridges that started at the outside and ran all the way up to the base of her nipple.
The awesome appearance of her rival's naked areola was enough to make Jasmine hesitate for just the smallest fraction of a second ... and that was all the opening that Lissette needed. In one sudden motion ... she quickly shifted her right nipple so that half of its tip slid up over her adversay's tip ... and then thrust it downward with all of her might ... bending Jasmine's long, dark brown cylinder straight down towards the floor ... and causing the top of her sexy brown areola to bulge out ... straight towards her own. The sudden look of panic in Jasmine's eyes told you that she knew exactly what her rival was going to do ... but it was too late.
You could see the malice in Lissette's beautiful brown eyes ... as she pasted her hot, sticky, naked areola flush on top of Jasmine's ... so that sensitive, unprotected sexual flesh ... made hot, stinging contact with
sensitive, unprotected sexual flesh ... for the very first time. "We'll just see how hot and sexy those ugly things of yours are ... " she hissed, " ... after mine get through with them."
Jasmine's entire body suddenly stiffened ... and you could see her silky black hair flying in all directions as her head snapped violently backards ... and her piercing scream echoed through the room. "Owwwwwwwww ... you ... fucking ... cunt ... " You could hear the incredible anguish in her voice ... but even that was not enough to make you understand the unbearable spasms of throbbing, burning pain that were shooting through her body. She felt as though someone was using her naked areola as an ashtray ... pressing a burning cigarette straight into it and grinding it against her tender flesh over and over again. You could see her left breast visibly shuddering and trembling under her shirt ... and sexy bare shoulders jerking viloently up and down.
Just as suddenly ... her head snapped forward again ... and you could see the murderous rage in her beautiful black eyes as she locked them on her rival's dark brown ones. After all of the violent grunting and groaning and heaving and lurching ... the whole room was suddenly still. Neither woman moved a muscle as Jasmine defiantly kept the naked top halves of their big, round, dark brown areola pressed tightly together ... covering each other sexy rim to sexy rim ... and you could see the two women looking straight into each other's eyes ... as they felt the long, hard ridges and deep, crooked furrows of their areola falling right between each other ... and sticking to each other.
You could tell from the way that the two gorgeous women looked at each other ... that everything between them had suddenly changed ... and that the conflict between them had escalated to a whole new, deadly level. Their hot, sensitive naked sexual flesh had come into direct contact with each other for the very first time ... and they could feel their bodies locking up with each other ... all the way down to the deepest, darkest regions of the walls of their pussies. Nothing could ever be the same between them again.
"The only reason that your nipples are still standing ... Jasmine sneered through clenched teeth, " ... is that you've got them hidden under your top ... so that I can't get to them with mine."
"Why don't you do something about it then ... " Lissette answered, glaring straight into her rival's eyes, " ... if you're woman enough."
Before either woman could make another move, two pairs of burly, male arms wrapped tightly around Jasmine's waist and forcibly pulled her several feet backwards, away from Lissette. At the same time, Lissette suddenly found herself in the clutches of a second pair of big, beefy bouncers. Both women kicked and screamed and struggled with all of their might to get back at each other ... but it was just no use.
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<center>BRA-BUSTERS</center><center>Ashley vs Nina</center>
Part1
If someone were to ask you to let your imagination run completely wild, and to picture in your mind the perfect example of that all-American icon of beauty and sexuality, the busty blonde bombshell, nothing that you could possibly dream of would even come close the the way that Ashley looked in real life. Ashley was a woman who, from top to bottom, and everywhere in between, had been absolutely blessed by nature. She belonged to that extremely rare and special breed of women; the class of women who are universally considered to be the hottest, sexiest, most desirable creatures on the face of the earth. She was the ultimate, one hundred percent natural, fair skinned, platinum blonde bombshell.
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The world is full of women of every conceivable coloring, and shade, and complexion, all of whom have spared no effort and expense making themselves over in order to be counted among the ranks of that most glamorous and exclusive of all female types. While many of them are quite beautiful, and some of them have even made it in TV or the movies, all of the make-up, and hair dye, and plastic surgery in the world could never be enough to substitute for the real thing. Ashley was the real thing.
Ashley was a tall, blooming, athletic, rosy-cheeked blonde goddess with a tight, trim, hard body which did not have an ounce of flab on it and yet did not sacrifice a single inch of feminine curvaceousness in the process. Every luscious part of her; from her thick chunky ankles, to her long, bulging, shapely legs, to her ripe, plump ass, to her flat, hard stomach, to her firm, full breasts; was lean yet abundantly filled out; muscular yet perfectly rounded and proportioned; rock solid yet the very definition of femininity.
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She had full, lusterous platinum-blonde hair that cascaded down around her sexy shoulders and collarbones like silky waterfalls; smooth, creamy, glowing, golden tanned skin covering her voluptuous 5 foot 10 frame; and a face which was so divinely pristine and beautiful that, were it not for her devilish blue eyes and her thick, wickedly arched cherry lips, you could easily mistake her for an angel sent down from heaven itself.
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And to top it all off, Mother Nature had given Ashley something which any woman would absolutely kill to have; a spectacular pair of tits. Ashley was incredibly proud of her breasts. More than anything else, they were the things which made her the woman that she was. She was proud of how big and round and beautifully shaped they were, and how they were just the right size; not an inch too big or too small. She was proud of how dense and full and firm they were, and how they stood so high up and far out in front of her, telling everybody around her that she was a strong, sexy, virile woman. She was proud of how long, thick, and rigid her nipples were, and how they could hardly be contained by the tops that she wore, so that it always looked as if they were straining and poking at the material and threatening to break through at any moment.
She was especially proud of the way that her breasts moved when she walked. Even when she wasn't wearing a bra, Ashley's breasts didn't slosh or jiggle like most women's do, but swayed and bounced solidly back and forth with every seductive swivel of her hips. Nothing gave Ashley a bigger kick than to go around town braless, wearing the lowest cut, tightest fitting top that she could find, with her beautiful blonde tresses flowing freely and framing her luscious golden cleavage, and simply watching all the men around her go absolutely crazy, and all the women turn green with envy, just from looking at her.
That is, after all, the lot in life of the busty blonde bombshell. All the men want her, and all the women want to kill her.
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Of all the women in the world, this is especially true for the blonde bombshell's perennial nemesis; the nasty, big-titted, raven-haired beauty. 222No less than authentic blonde beauties, genuine black-haired women are extremely uncommon and unique creatures of nature. There are plenty of dark haired women in the world; plenty of brunettes who have various shades of brown hair which are so dark that they come close to actually being black. But there are only a precious few women who have hair with that special,
authentic, shiny jet-black sheen, so that they are entitled to be called raven-haired beauties.
Just like the cobra and the mongoose, the 222buxom, raven-haired beauty is the natural enemy of the busty blonde bombshell. Black-haired women absolutely despise blonde women. They consider them to be their exact opposites; living, breathing contradictions of everything that they are, and everything which they represent.
222No less than blonde women, black-haired women consider themselves to be pretty special, and they simply cannot tolerate all of the attention and adulation which is constantly heaped upon blondes. More than anything else, they just can't stand the fact that men seem to be so infatuated with them, especially since there is absolutely no question in their minds that they are so much hotter and sexier than their blonde rivals. Any self-respecting, nasty, big-titted black-haired bitch who is truly worth her salt will never miss an opportunity to show up a 222brassy blonde and put her in her place.
No one knows this better than Ashley, who learned this lesson first hand at a very early age.
Ashley is the splitting image of her mother, who in her glory years was the hottest, sexiest, bustiest blonde bombshell in town. Ashley's mother was truly a sight to behold, and she always wore tight, sexy, low-cut tops which would show off her bountiful golden boobs. As a child, Ashley was always so proud of the fact that she had the prettiest, sexiest mommy in the school, and that all of the other little girls were so jealous of her, and wished that their own mommies looked like that.
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One day, when Ashley was but a flat chested 11 year old little girl, her mother, who was still a very sexy and beautiful woman in her mid-thirties, took her out on a shopping trip. Her mom was looking for a particular black lace bra which she had seen in a department store catalog, and which was especially sexy and flattering. They had been all over town, and she simply couldn't find one in her size anywhere. Finally, they went to Johnson's Department Store, and she found it buried inside a jumbled pile of women's underwear. It was exactly the black lace bra that she had spent all day looking for; it was exactly in her size; and it was the very last one.
Ashley's mom was absolutely ecstatic, and they rushed to the dressing area so that she could try it on. Ashley waited outside in the hallway while her mom went inside one of the booths and locked the door. Ashley's mom draped the precious black lace bra over the door so that half of it hung outside, and half inside, while she took her own bra off. When she reached back up to get her special black bra ... it wasn't there.
"What the hell is going on? Where's the bra?" Ashley's mom yelled out to Ashley. "This lady took it, mom." Ashley answered. "What lady took it?" Ashley's mom asked, with noticeable 22aggravation in her voice. "This lady right here, mom." Ashley answered. "Well tell her to give it back!" Ashley's mom yelled out. "She won't give it back, mom ... she says that it's hers." Ashley responded meekly.
Exasperated, Ashley's mom burst through the door of the booth without bothering to cover herself. Her magnificent, brimming, naked golden globes swayed heavily and her long, thick, pink nipples poked straight out in front of her as she stepped out into the hallway to see what the hell was going on.
When Ashley's mom saw what was going on in the hallway, she simply could not believe her eyes. Standing there right in front of a mirror was a tall, sexy, big-titted woman with long, thick, lusterous jet-black hair, wearing her special black bra over her bulging melons and admiring herself in the mirror. Ashley's mom could immediately see that she was an exceptionally well built woman, who was about the same age as she was, and that she had her own little black-haired 11 year old daughter with her.
Part 2
Ashley's mom did all she could to restrain herself, but the tension was evident in her voice as she addressed the black-haired woman in a composed tone which was 22transparently forced. "I'm very sorry to disappoint you sweetie ... " she said as calmly as possible under the circumstances, " ... but I saw that bra first, and I was just about to try it on before buying it."
"Sorry to disappoint YOU, sweetie ... " the raven-haired beauty responded while insolently continuing to admire herself in the mirror, " ... but I really like this bra. It fits me just perfectly, and I think I'm going to buy it. Why don't you just go and find yourself another one."
Ashley saw her mother's face redden with anger and her firm, succulent naked tits heave up and down as she spoke. "Listen bitch, I tried to be nice about it ... but just who the fuck do you think you are coming in here and swiping my bra off of my door while I'm inside changing. You'd better take that thing off right now, and give it to me." Ashley watched in utter fascination as her mother's long, thick pink nipples suddenly started growing and hardening right before her eyes.
The black-haired woman turned and faced Ashley's mom. "Oh come on ... look at those pale, flabby tits of yours. What do you want this bra for? You don't have the equipment to fill it up like I do. It looks so much better on me than it would on you, anyway."
Ashley's mother was absolutely fuming. "I said take it off RIGHT NOW, cunt, and give it to me ... or else!"
"Or else what ... blondie?" The raven-haired bitch responded with a nasty tone of voice. "Look ... if you want it so bad, why don't you just come over here and take it off of me yourself ... " she said, pushing her massive torpedos out challengingly towards Ashley's mom, " ... if you dare."
Ashley's mom's naked golden globes swayed solidly in front of her as she fearlessly marched right up to the black-haired bitch. Standing right in front of her, she grabbed one side of the bra with each hand, and gruffly unhooked the front clasp, which was located between the cups. As she did so, Ashley could see the surprised look in her mother's eyes. Her mom had expected to see the black-haired woman's tits come tumbling downward when the restraint which held them was removed. Instead, her massive cinnamon spheres hardly dropped at all, but stood proudly up in front of her, while her stiff, dark brown nipples shot straight out from behind the material which had contained them. The naked tips of the two women's nipples were suddenly pointing directly at each other, separated by not more than an inch.
The instant that the raven-haired beauty's tits were free, she immediately pushed her long, dark brown nipples right into Ashley's mom's pink ones, causing them to sink back into her golden breasts. "Here blondie ... " she said maliciously, " ... I'll make you a deal. I'll nipple wrestle you for it. The woman who's nipples are still standing, gets to keep the bra."
Ashley's mother gasped from shock and pain, and you could see her luscious golden globes bulging as she immediately tightened the muscles of her tits in order to stop her nipples from sinking in any further. Although Ashley didn't really understand what was going on, she was filled with pride when she saw her mother's long, rigid pink nipples come back out to full length as she pushed them back against the dark brown ones which were pressing against them.
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Quickly recovering from her initial shock, Ashley's mom looked absolutely ferocious as she pushed the tips of her stiff pink nipples directly against the dark brown nipples of her adversary, driving them deeply into the cinnamon spheres which held them. "You picked the wrong woman to fuck around with, you stupid, black-haired cunt. I'm going to squash those ugly fucking nipples of yours."
With their nipples fully extended out in front of their breasts, both women groaned and grunted from pain and exertion as they pressed their tips directly into each other, each striving to drive the other's nipples all the way back into her globes. Their upper bodies rocked back and forth in unison, as first one woman, and then the other, leaned her long, hard, nipples straight into her adversay's, pushing them several inches into her breasts, only to have her opponent force her nipples back out again and then push back against the enemy nipples, driving them deeply into the enemy breasts which held them.
Part 3
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Never having seen anything like this before in her young life, Ashley stood there and watched in shocked silence as her mother suddenly and unexpectedly became locked in a vicious, back and forth struggle with some nasty,black-haired bitch who up until this very moment had been a total stranger to her. The little raven-haired girl, on the other hand, did not look the least bit surprised, and she loudly and enthusiastically rooted for her mother."Get her, mom! ... squash her nipples, mom! ... show her that no blonde lady can ever beat you!"
Suddenly, the black-haired beauty spread her shaplely legs and planted them firmly underneath her, one in front of the other. Pushing off with her back leg, you could see her adjusting the tips of her nipples ever so slightly as she began bending her opponent's long pink nipples upwards, trying to force them back against her golden globes. Ashley watched as her mother braced herself in the very same way and proceeded to bend her adversary's dark brown nipples upwards and backwards towards their cinnamon orbs.
Ashley could see the tension in her mother's face as the two sexy pairs of extended, erect nipples came to a standstill, becoming locked against each other in a motionless struggle of force matched directly against force, and stiffness matched directly against stiffness; each pair of nipples urgently resisting the pressure which was being exerted against them by the other, while simultaneously straining to bend the other upwards and backwards against the luscious bulging breasts which held them.
Within seconds, a look of absolute agony came over Ashley's mother's face, and Ashley could see her mother's thick, pink nipples trembling violently. As the little black-haired girl let out a loud cheer, and Ashley's mother screamed in pain, Ashley watched in horror as her mother's long pink nipples were painfully bent all the way back and pinned flat against her golden breasts by the incredibly strong, stiff, brown nipples of her raven-haired enemy. The unbearable anguish sent Ashley's mother reeling backwards, but
the black-haired bitch persued her, keeping the pressure on with her nipples while she followed her, step for step, until the blonde bombshell's back was all the way up against the wall.
With her back against the wall, and a look of sheer panic on her face, Ashley's mother stood there helplessly as the raven-haired beauty put the full weight of her body behind her long, rigid brown nipples and leaned straight into the prone pink nipples of her adversary, nailing them down securely in their vertical position. "Now I got you pinned, you weak-titted blonde slut." the black-haired bitch spat in a voice which did not betray even the slightest inclination towards mercy.
Holding her nipples in that position, the black-haired bitch triumphantly called her little black-haired daughter over to take a closer look. "Look, baby ... " she said proudly, " ... you see what you can do to another girl's nipples if you keep yours nice and strong." Even from a distance, Ashley could see that her mother's thick pink nipples were pointing straight up toward the ceiling, and that their entire length, from base to tip, was laying flat against her breasts, held in place by the rock hard brown nipples of her mortal enemy.
With her victorious dark brown nipples keeping her enemy's long pink nipples firmly and painfully pinned all the way back against her golden tits, the buxom black-haired beauty looked the busty blonde bombshell right in the eyes. "It looks like the bra is mine after all, isn't it, blondie? But that's OK, because you won't be needing a bra for a while after this ... " With that, she viciously rammed her heavy cinnamon globes right into her enemy's firm golden orbs, crushing her helpless, prostrate pink nipples between them and completely pulverizing them.
In unbelievable pain, Ashley's mother fell sobbing to the floor, her once proud pink nipples hanging limply in front of her reddened breasts. The raven-haired bitch took the bra and rubbed it in her face. "You stupid blonde slut ... did you really think that you were woman enough to take this away from me?" She turned to her daughter with a loving, motherly tone of voice. "You see, sweetheart ... just like I keep telling you ... never be jealous of blonde girls. Even if some of the boys think that they are vprettier, blondes are weak and stupid, and dark haired girls are really much, much prettier ... and much, much stronger."
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The little raven-haired girl was absolutely beaming, and she started mocking Ashley in a sing-song voice. "My mommy beat up your mommy ... my mommy beat up your mommy." Ashley just stood there ... crying uncontrollably.
Ashley and her mom never spoke a single word about that awful day, and although her mother's tits eventually recovered, her spirit never did. She never again wore sexy bras or tight and revealing tops, but always did her
best to cover her breasts under thick, baggy clothes which came all the way up to the top of her neck. And from that day on, Ashley didn't have the sexiest mommy in the school any more.
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Part 4 (thanks JB57)
You can find her ... in the catalogue.
You know that naughty, naughty lingerie catalogue ... the one that you keep all the way down there in the bottom drawer ... that you pretend that you're saving ... just in case you want to buy your lady-friend something ... but that you're really keeping ... because you want to look at it ... yourself. You know the one that I'm talking about ... God ... I can't even believe that the name of that thing is just slipping my mind right now ... "Veronica's Whispers" or something like that ... the one where they have the most gorgeous women ... that you have ever seen in your entire life ... and they sometimes make them wear those really idiotic looking wings ... that one.
I really don't blame you guys ... for keeping that thing. I mean ... that catalogue ... is really, really hot ... even hotter ... than most adult magazines. They've got real women in there. None of these skinny, bony, flat chested things ... but real live sexy women ... full ... shapely ... sexy ... voluptuous women ... who even have ... God forbid ... big tits.
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That's ... where you'll find Ashley.
She's the one ... with all of that incredibly dense, full, wild golden blonde hair ... just bushels and bushels of long, thick, healthy platinum blonde locks ... cascading down all around her forehead ... and her cheeks ... and her sexy bare shoulders ... and her big, jutting collarbones ... just sparkling and shimmering in the lights ... like golden silk.
She's the one ... with that beautiful, beautiful face ... that you just fall madly in love with ... the minute that you see it ... such a pure, smooth, creamy complexion ... and high, plump, perfectly rounded cheeks ... with just the smallest little touch of pink in them ... that make them look so incredibly sexy ... and this cute little turned up nose ... and these big, round, sparkling steel-blue eyes ... and these big, wet, pouty red lips ... with just the sweetest ... most suggestive ... most devilish little smile on them.
She's the one ... where you can see the sex ... oozing out of every little pour of her body ... where you can see how every little part of her ... is so big and full and firm and meaty ... and tanned to this incredibly dark, lustrous, golden bronze color ... that makes it look so ... moist ... and oily ... and hot ... and luscious ... and that's just loaded with all of these nasty, nasty little cuts ... and grooves ... and mounds ... and dips ... and hollows ... that make you feel so incredibly wicked and sinful ... just from looking at them ... because all you can think about ... is how much you want to run your hands all over them ... and lick your tongue all over them ... and rub your dick all over them ... and cum ... all over them.
She's the one ... with those two ... absolutely amazing ... things on her chest ... that you could just stare at ... and stare at ... and stare at ... for hours on end ... and still not get enough of them. I mean ... you look at that picture of her in the catalogue ... and you can see just see these two huge mountains of plump, firm, juicy, golden bronze flesh ... rising up so incredibly high over that tight, skimpy little black bra that she's wearing ... and then suddenly curving all the way in towards each other ... so that you can see their big, rounded insides ... bulging right up next to each other ... coming so tantalizingly close to each other ... running right up alongside of each other for miles and miles and miles ... but never actually touching each other ... before finally disappearing together ... into the deepest, darkest, steamiest cleavage ... that you have ever seen ... in your entire life.
You can see the thin black fabric ... tightening all around her big, thick nipples ... and you can't believe how hard and stiff they look ... how they aren't getting all spread out and smushed down by the tight, stretchy material ... the way that most girl's do ... but are standing right up to it ... and pushing right back out against it ... and molding it ... to their shape ... so that you can see their outlines ... sticking out in front of her like two big black cylinders ... and just the tiniest little whisper ... of this sexy dark pink color ... that's peeking through the sheer, lacy fabric.
You take one look at that picture ... and it just makes you want to run right out ... and buy whatever bra it is that she was wearing ... in the hope that it could make your wife ... of your girlfriend ... or whoever it is that you happen to be seeing ... look anywhere even remotely close ... to the way that she looks.
She's the one ... that you always stop at ... and linger over ... the most ... when you're flipping through that catalogue ... she's the one ... that you look at ... over and over and over again ... she's the picture ... that you tear out of the book ... and keep ... when you finally decide ... to throw the rest of the thing away ... she's the picture ... that you would hang on your wall if you could ... so that you could look at it ... all the time.
Ashley was ... on top of the world. She was ... the best of the best ... the most beautiful of the most beautiful ... she was only 21 years old ... and she was already the hottest, sexiest, most sought after naughty lingerie model ... in the business.
She had something ... that they all wanted ... she had something ... that made her really, really special ... she had something ... that none of the other girls ... could quite match ... and it just made them keep calling her and calling her and calling her for work ... over and over and over again.
Yeah ... she had this incredible pair of long, smooth, shapely legs ... and this really, really, tight, bulbous ass ... and the flat, hard, sexy stomach ... and the absolutely gorgeous face ... but it really wasn't ... any of those things. I mean ... a lot of the other girls had all of that too ... and they probably could have gotten along just as well ... with any of them.
It was ... her tits.
Mother Nature ... had blessed Ashley ... with the most amazing pair of boobs ... that you would ever want to see ... anywhere.
It's not just ... that they were big ... there are plenty of women around ... who have big tits.
I mean ... everyone is always throwing all of these numbers and letters around ... you know ... like 40 DDDDD ... or whatever ... as if they really meant something. But what good does it do you to be 40 DDDDD ... if you have to pour yourself into the bra cups like jell-o into a mold ... and when you take the damned thing off ... they just come tumbling down ... and spreading out ... and spilling around all over the place ... so that it looks like you're carrying these big, wide, stretched out saddle-bags on your chest?
Hell ... just about any girl ... can have big tits ... all she has to do ... is get fat. But then ... all she ends up with ... is fat tits. And what's the very first thing to go ... as soon as she starts to lose weight? ... that's right ... those big, fat things ... that she has on her chest.
Ashley had the kind of breasts ... that when you saw them ... you just had to stop ... and stare ... with this look of ... like ... pure amazement on your face. I mean ... you would see this lean, hard, athletic body ... and then suddenly ... like out of nowhere ... you would see these two big, tight, compact, self-contained, clearly defined, perfectly rounded gleaming bronze globes ... that were just sort of magically hovering out there in mid air in front of her ... as if they weren't even attached at all.
You looked at those things ... and you just see how big, and full, and heavy they were ... and you just couldn't get over ... how such big, full, heavy things ... could stand ... so incredibly high up on her chest ... and how such big, full, heavy things ... could be suspended ... all the way up there in mid air in front of her like that ... as if gravity ... had absolutely no effect on them ... at all.
Ashley was a woman ... with big tits ... that were so full ... and so firm ... that they always ... kept their shape ... no matter what she was wearing ... or what she was doing ... they always kept their shape ... even when they were swinging back and forth ... or bouncing up and down ... they always kept their shape ... even when she was lying flat on her back ... or walking ... or running ... or dancing ... they always kept their shape ... even when she was wearing the snuggest, tightest, most inflexible little tops ... they always ... always ... kept that miraculous ... incredibly sexy ... perfectly spherical ... shape.
She ... didn't have to rely on a bra ... to give her shape ... SHE ... gave shape ... to the bra ... and that ... is exactly why ... all of those naughty, naughty lingerie companies ... wanted to have her ... in their catalogues. Nobody made all of those skimpy, sexy little bras that they were selling ... look better ... than she did.
And I couldn't even begin to describe to you ... how proud it makes a woman feel ... to know that.
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You'll find Nina ... in that big, thick, glossy men's magazine ... you know the one ... the one that all of you guys say that you're buying ... because they have really, really good articles in it ... but what you really want ... is to look at the pictures. That one.
She's ... Miss July.
You open up that magazine ... and you go straight to the very middle ... you know ... where all of the staples are ... and you open that huge, rectangular picture of her ... that's all folded up in there ... and you hold it up in front of you ... and it hits you ... just like a shot between the eyes.
You just can't believe ... what she's doing to you ... I mean ... it's not like you haven't seen tons of pictures of naked women before ... and really, really good looking ones ... too ... but this one ... this one ... just knocks you ... flat on your ass.
Suddenly ... you can feel all of your everyday little thoughts ... and all of your trivial little problems and worries ... and all of the other meaningless garbage ... that you carry around in your head with you all of the time ... just melting away into thin air ... and all you can think about ... all you really care about ... the only thing that really, really matters to you ... in your whole entire life ... is how much you want to fuck ... what you can see ... right there in front of you.
You can see her hair ... tumbling down all around her in a sexy mess ... and you can't believe ... how thick it is ... and how full it is ... and how healthy it is ... and how much of it there is ... and how completely ... and utterly ... black ... it is. It's the kind of black ... that you thought only animals could have ... the kind of pure ... deep ... shiny ... glossy ... polished black ... that you have only seen ... in a cat ... or in a crow ... or in those big, beautiful black panthers ... that they show on TV.
You look at her face ... and it is so sensuous ... and so erotic ... and so absolutely adorable ... that all you want to do ... is put your own face ... right up against it ... and feel her sweet, warm breath ... on your skin ... and feel her hair ... tickling your nose ... and feel those big, smooth, pudgy cheeks of hers ... rubbing up against yours ... and feel those big, thick, moist, juicy lips ... those lips that are covered with all of that hot, glistening, blood red lipstick ... brushing up against your own ... and look straight into those big, round, bottomless, charcoal-black bedroom eyes of hers ... and just lose yourself in there ... for the rest of your life.
You can see that hot ... tight ... voluptuous ... body of hers ... with all of those big, hard, outrageous curves ... and all of those smooth, round, bulging muscles ... and all of those incredibly tight, sexy, narrow spaces ... and all of those big, sharp, jutting bones ... and all of that hot, moist, creamy reddish cooper brown skin ... that's just glowing and smoldering right before your very eyes ... like a brand new ... perfectly clean ... freshly minted ... penny.
But the things ... that are really driving you wild ... the things ... that you just can't stop looking at ... the things ... that you would give ... just about anything in the whole wide world ... just to get your hands on ... are those two big, meaty, dark-brown balls ... that she has ... sitting on her chest.
You take one look at them ... and it's like ... right away you can see exactly what it is about them ... that's driving you totally out of your mind. It's not just how unbelievably big ... and full ... and tight ... and compact those things are ... it's where they're sitting ... on her chest.
Usually ... when a woman's got really big breasts ... even if she's really, really young ... and in really, really good shape ... they still hang down a little bit ... they usually sit ... right around the middle of her rib-cage ... so that her nipples are sticking out ... sort of half way ... between her shoulders ... and her hips ... and you can see how a lot of the area on their bottoms ... are resting flat on top of her ribs.
But not these babies ... they're all the way up there ... with hardly any part of their bottoms at all ... laying down against her ribs. And you just can't believe ... where her nipples are ... I mean ... they're way ... way ... up there ... almost up at the same level ... as her breastbone.
You just can't get over ... what an incredible difference it makes ... to see a woman ... with those big, round, heavy things ... standing up so incredibly high on her chest like that ... and to see those big, thick, dark brown cylinders ... just jutting out in front of them ... at least four or five inches higher ... than they do on most other women.
It just makes her look ... so ... strong ... so ... sexy ... so ... powerful ... so ... proud.
And those nipples of hers ... my God!!! ... she must have tweaked them ... or stimulated them ... or done something to them ... right before they took that picture ... because you have never seen a pair of bigger, thicker, juicier nipples ... in your entire life.
You can see the way that she's looking at the camera ... you can see that nasty, nasty look in her eyes ... and that wicked smile on her face ... and you can't help feeling ... like she knows that you're looking at her ... like she knows exactly what it is ... that you're doing while you're staring at her picture ... and it's like ... you can just see how excited it's making her ... just thinking about how she's turning you on ... and making you hard ... and making you cum ... you can just see how excited it's making her ... to give you her tits.
She looks ... like she had just gotten out of bed ... not even a minute before that picture was taken ... like she had just been there ... all alone under the sheets ... warming them up for you ... getting her smell all over them ... getting herself ready for you ... and that she was coming out ... to take you by the hand ... and lead you to the bed ... so that she could take you under the covers ... with her.
Is it any wonder ... that at the end of the year ... she was the one that they picked ... to be centerfold of the year?
Nobody had to explain to Nina ... what it meant for her to have those big, round, beautiful things on her chest ... she knew exactly what they were ... and exactly how powerful ... they made her.
She knew that to a man ... those things were more beautiful ... than the most beautiful work of art ... more thrilling ... than the biggest thrill that he could possibly get ... more desirable ... than anything that he could ever possibly want.
She knew that men wanted those things ... that she had ... more than they wanted food ... or drink ... or money ... or cars ... or houses ... or just about anything else in the entire world ... that they could possibly have.
She knew that she could use them ... to get just about any normal, red-blooded heterosexual man that there is in the whole wide world ... to do just about anything ... that she asked them to do ... and to give her just about anything ... that she asked them for. She knew that men wanted to see those things ... so badly ... that they were even willing to go out ... and spend their hard earned cash ... just to be able ... to look at pictures of them. She knew that she could use those big, round, beautiful things ... that she had on her chest ... to make a fortune.
And the fact that her big, round, beautiful things ... just happened to be so incredible ... that most men would rather look at them ... than look at all of the other big round beautiful things ... of all of the other women ... that there were in the whole wide world ... well ... that ... just made her panties wet.
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It was one of those clubs that they have in LA ... that you could pass by a million times during the daylight hours ... and never even have the slightest clue that it was there ... because all it was ... was this big, plain wooden door ... in this big, drab, gray two story building ... that didn't have any kind of a sign on it ... or even the numbers of the street address written on it ... and the only way that you would ever know that it even existed ... is if you happened to pass by it late at night ... when the velvet ropes would go up in front of it ... and you could see the doorman standing out there on the sidewalk ... and all of these limos and super-expensive spots cars ... that were lined up along the curb.
It was one of those places ... that wasn't listed in the phone book ... or in "information" either ... where you could only get the phone number if you knew somebody who knew somebody who knew the owner ... and if you did actually happen to get your hands on the number and call them ... and you weren't ... like ... somebody famous or something ... they would only give you a reservation three months ahead ... and then they would just end up bumping you anyway ... because somebody famous ... just decided that they wanted to go there ... at the very last minute.
Of course ... none of that ever applies ... to beautiful women ... and all Ashley had to do ... was just walk straight up to the door ... wearing her nasty, low cut little black halter top ... you know ... one of those tops that looks just like a naughty little lace bra ... except that it was made to be worn on the outside ... and this super-tight, super-stretchy little black mini-skirt ... that started way, way down below her belly-button ... and barely reached the top of her thighs ... and ... oh yes ... these really, really wicked ... four inch spike heel shoes ... and you could see that velvet rope parting in front of her like the Red Sea ... and the doorman just stepping to one side ... and quietly checking her out ... as she walked right by him.
The place was absolutely packed ... and Ashley and her date had been lucky enough ... to get their hands on the very last open table ... this little square table ... that was all the way back in the far corner of the room. They were just sitting there ... working on their second round of drinks ... and everything had been going along just fine ... until suddenly ... Ashley's date looks up ... and sees this couple ... walking in the direction of their table.
"Ohh ohh ... " he blurted out, " ... here comes your competition."
You could see Ashley's beautiful blue eyes ... rolling all the way into the back of her head ... and this look of ... like ... absolute dread ... coming over her face.
It was Nina ... and this guy ... and they were headed ... straight towards them.
Ashley knew all about Nina ... and she knew that Nina ... knew all about her ... too. She knew about her being named centerfold of the year ... and she had even caught that guy that she was with ... checking out her picture in the magazine. Ever since then ... he would always tease her ... about how she was just jealous of her tits.
The two of them had actually been introduced to each other at a party ... only a couple of weeks earlier ... and although she really couldn't put her finger on it ... there was just something about her ... that really gave her the creeps.
Nina was quite a sight as she made her way through the crowded room ... and Ashley could see practically every guy in the place ... checking her out as she went by. She was dressed in this tight, skimpy little white outfit ... that made her look just like one of those exotic female warriors that you see in the movies ... with bare shoulders ... and bare midriff ... and bare legs ... and all of this big, wild, messy raven-black hair ... and these big, intimidating, spherical breasts ... that were just jutting straight out in front of her ... like they were some kind of weapons or something.
Ashley knew exactly why they were coming over ... they wanted to see if they could share the table with them ... and she was just getting ready to make up an excuse for why they couldn't ... like ... they were waiting for another couple or something ... when her date ... the big asshole ... just went ahead and blurted out ... that they were more than welcome. Big mistake. He didn't know it ... but he sure as hell wasn't getting any that night.
But as the evening progressed ... you could see the look ... in Ashley's eyes ... you could see that she was actually having ... a great time.
It was ... a pleasant surprise ... I mean ... Ashley never really liked black-haired girls very much ... they were always so nasty and bitchy ... and it was like ... they all suffered from this inferiority complex or something ... because whenever they were around her ... she always got the feeling that they were trying to compete with her ... like she made them feel inadequate or something ... and they all just felt obligated to try and prove ... that they were just as hot and sexy as she was.
But Nina ... wasn't that way at all. Actually ... she was a real kick in the pants. She was like ... totally relaxed and down to earth ... and she had this really great attitude ... real lively and outgoing ... and kinda playful and naughty too ... and you could tell right away ... that all she really wanted to do ... was have a little bit of fun.
She was a girl ... after her own heart ... and as the evening wore on ... you could see the two of them ... warming up to each other ... sitting right across the table from each other ... flanked on either side ... by their dates for the evening ... laughing and giggling and smiling at each other ... leaning all the way over the table and whispering to each other ... their big, bulging cleavage dangling so tantalizingly close to each other ... looking into each other's eyes and giving each other these knowing, suggestive little looks ... and then laughing and giggling and smiling some more ... looking for all the world ... like they were best girlfriends or something ... and they were both just having ... the time of their lives.
Believe it or not ... it is possible ... for two tall, beautiful, equally busty women ... to actually be friends. Yeah ... it's true ... when they first lay eyes on each other ... they automatically don't like each other very much ... because all they can see ... is competition ... and it's like ... they kinda feel threatened by each other. But after they get to know each other a little bit better ... after they kinda get over feeling threatened ... they usually end up being even better friends than they are with other girls ... as long as they're really careful ... not to get into each other's way ... with guys I mean.
Think about it ... they really do have more in common with each other ... then they do with anybody else in the whole wide world. I mean ... having those big, round things on your chest ... really does make you different from all of the other girls ... and nobody else ... can really understand you ... no one else ... can really know what it's like ... except for another girl ... who has them too. It's actually kinda like a club ... a club that only a small number of very special girls ... can belong to.
The drinks were really flowing ... and you could just see the four of them ... loosening up more and more with every round ... the guys ... laughing out loud ... the girls ... starting to get a little wild ... you know ... the way that girls do ... putting on their seductive little moves ... tossing their long, thick, silky hair back and forth ... making this big production out of crossing and uncrossing their long, shapely, glossy legs ... sitting up in their chairs and swiveling their hips to the beat of the music ... kinda shaking their boobs around over the table a little bit ... just sort of generally ... strutting their stuff. Hey ... when a woman's got it ... nothing in the world can stop her from flaunting it ... I mean ... she just sort of does it naturally ... without even thinking about it.
But you can bet your ass ... that they were noticing each other ... and they were noticing each other ... noticing each other ... too ... and you could see their eyes ... kinda darting down every once and a while ... each checking out what the other girl's got on her chest ... and kinda comparing it in their minds ... to what they got on their own chests. They both knew ... that they were checking out each others tits ... but neither one of them really minded it at all ... I mean ... it's a perfectly natural thing ... it's what all girls do ... whenever they're around each other.
You could tell from the looks on their faces ... that both girls ... were really, really impressed ... with what they were seeing. I mean ... just because a girl's got really, really good pair of boobs on her ... doesn't mean that she's the only one in the world that can have them ... and sometimes you just have to give another girl credit ... for having a really, really good looking pair of her own ... even if you do still secretly think ... that yours are better.
And they weren't the only ones ... who were impressed. Each girl could see the other girl's boyfriend ... sneaking little peeks at her boobs ... kinda leering at them out of the corner of their eyes ... and actually thinking that they were just being so ... so ... sly about it ... and like ... getting away with it without anybody catching them. But of course ... both girls were catching them ... every single time ... and both girls knew ... that the other girl was catching them too ... and neither one of them would let on to the guys that they noticed anything ... but they kept it strictly between the two of them ... and you could see them ... secretly getting a real big kick out of the whole thing ... looking into each other's eyes with this really naughty expression on their faces ... and kinda laughing about it together ... letting each other know ... that they both knew ... exactly what was going on.
They really didn't mind ... in fact ... they both thought that it was actually kinda sexy ... I mean ... there's nothing that will turn a woman on more than a little bit of sexual competition ... and you could tell from the devilish little looks on their faces ... that they were both trying to see ... who could turn on who's boyfriend more. And besides ... boys will be boys ... and they're never going to pass up the chance ... to check out a new pair of tits that they've never seen before ... especially a pair of tits ... that looked that good. But you know what? ... girls will be girls too ... and they're never going to pass up a chance ... to fuck with a guy's head ... when they notice him leering and drooling over her ... either.
Little by little ... both girls started shifting in their seats ... so that they were gradually facing more and more and more ... in the direction of each other's boyfriend ... until finally ... they broke off into couples ... each girl engaging the other girl's boyfriend ... in close, private little conversations ... and you could see them ... getting closer and closer and closer to them ... leaning all the way in towards them ... and kinda whispering in their ears over the loud music ... while at the same time making sure to give them a good, long look ... at their hot, moist, bottomless cleavage ... and sort of innocently touching them ... and putting their hands all over them as they were talking to them ... running those sexy, sexy hands of theirs ... with those long, hard, sexy red fingernails ... all over their shoulders ... and their biceps ... and their backs ... and even on the top of their thighs ... all the while ... acting as if they weren't even aware ... that they were doing it.
They kept one eye on each other the whole time ... and you could see the two girls ... checking out each other's moves ... Nina watching Ashley casually dipping her long, sexy red fingernail and the tip of her middle finger into her drink ... swirling the ice around ... and then slowly bringing the shining, dripping finger up to her mouth ... wrapping her big, luscious red lips around it ... and then seductively sucking the liquid right off of it ... Ashley watching Nina absent-mindedly stroking the tall, dripping wet champagne glass sitting on the table in front of her ... sensuously running her long, sexy fingers up and down and up and down over it in waves ... as if she were playing a musical instrument.
You could just see how excited both of them were getting ... seducing each other's boyfriends ... right in front of each other ... each watching the other one do it ... each knowing that the other one was watching her ... each trying to out do the other ... and show her just how hot and sexy she knew how to be. Sexy women ... just can't help competing with each other ... it's a part of nature ... there's just something about the sexual challenge ... that drives them absolutely wild.
Before you could even say "seduction" ... Ashley and Nina each had the other's boyfriend ... wrapped firmly around her finger ... and eating ... right out of the palm ... of her sexy hand.
"Wow ... " Nina suddenly blurted out at the top of her lungs, " ... those just have to be the coolest pants ... that I've ever seen. I think that I might want to buy my guy a pair. Here ... " she insisted, tugging at Ashley's boyfriend's arm, " ... stand up ... come on ... stand up ... let me have a look at them."
The poor ... red-faced guy ... was reluctantly forced to his feet ... and you could see him ... standing there ... with this idiotic, embarrassed grin on his face ... and the biggest bulge in the front of his pants ... that you had ever seen. Oh ohhhh ... " Nina cooed, looking right at Ashley with this triumphant little smile on her face, " ... did I ... do that? I'm sorry ... I really didn't mean to ... I swear."
Ashley started laughing so hard ... that she practically fell right out of her seat ... and she quickly reached over ... and grabbed Nina's boyfriend by his belt. "I'm way ahead of you, baby ... " she said as she jerked him up to his feet ... so that Nina could see his pants ... standing out in front of him like a tent. "I was just waiting for the big wet spot ... so that I could show that to you too."
There was a moment of complete silence ... and then as if on cue ... the two girls both started whooping and howling ... like a couple of sorority girls on spring break ... raising both of their arms up above their heads and moving their shoulders up and down ... like they were just the two hottest things on the face of the earth ... laughing at the top of their lungs ... and giving each other all of these "high fives" over the table.
It was "girl power" ... it was like ... "female bonding" ... it was like this common bond of sisterhood ... that the two of them shared together ... like they could really, really relate to each other ... like they had known each other all of their lives ... and understood each other completely ... you could just see the mutual respect and admiration that they had for each other ... they considered each other ... to be complete equals ... because when you got right down to it ... they were just ... so much alike.
It was late into the night ... she had had a few drinks ... and Nina ... was starting to feel really frisky. She put her elbow on the table ... and rested her cheek in the palm of her hand ... and you could see the most adorable little frown come over her face ... as she looked ... right at Ashley's tits.
"My God ... look at those things ... " she said ... with this like ... amazed tone of voice, " ... they're just ... so ... beautiful."
"Yours don't look so bad ... either." Ashley said, with this slightly embarrassed look in her face.
"No ... but look at how perfectly round they are ... " Nina continued, " ... you can always tell who the real blonde girls are ... by how round their tits are ... you guys just always have ... these really, really round tits. I mean ... look how much rounder yours are than mine ... " she said as she sat straight up in her chair and pushed her tits out over the table, " ... mine are more like ... kinda oval or something ... aren't they?"
"I don't know ... " Ashley responded with a smile, " ... they look plenty round to me."
"And look at that incredible bronze color ... " Nina went on, " ... only a real blonde girl ... can get that kind of color in her tits. Mine are sorta more ... brownish ... aren't they?"
You could see from the look in her beautiful black eyes ... that Nina was absolutely fascinated ... by Ashley's tits ... and she just sat there ... just openly staring at them for the longest time ... when suddenly ... she jumped up in her seat.
"You gotta let me feel ‘em! ... " she blurted out excitedly ... sounding just like a little girl ... who had discovered a new toy.
Ashley hesitated for a second ... and the first thing that went through her mind was ... like ... "you gotta be crazy ... " but then she saw that adorable look in Nina's face ... I mean ... she just looked so cute and playful ... that it was almost irresistible ... and besides ... she could tell that she was just being curious ... and that it was all just harmless fun ... so she decided ... to let he go ahead ... and do it.
"Only if I can feel yours too ... " she answered.
Nina was up in a flash ... and before you knew it ... she had chased Ashley's boyfriend ... all the way to the other side of the table ... and slid into the chair ... right next to her.
The minute that Nina sat down ... Ashley turned her upper body towards her ... arched her back ... and stuck those big, bronze globes of hers ... surrounded on all three sides by that sheer, lacy black material ... straight out in her direction ... and you could see Nina ... just cupping her sexy hands ... with those long, sexy red nails ... right under them ... and sort of bobbing them up and down ... like she was feeling their weight ... and then gently squeezing them in her palms ... over and over again ... her thumb on one side ... and her long, slender fingers ... on the other.
Ashley just sat there ... nonchalantly letting herself be felt up ... as if she was totally oblivious to the whole thing ... and instead ... you could see the fascination in her eyes ... as she reached out and took and handful of Nina's ink black hair ... twirled her sexy fingers around it ... and started playing with it ... feeling it ... smelling it ... running her thumb back and forth across the strands as she held it up in front of her face ... bringing it all the way up to her eyes ... and examining it ... as if she were looking at it under a microscope.
"That is just the most beautiful thing ... that I've ever seen ..." she said with sincere admiration in her voice.
"Oh don't give me that ... " Nina replied, her hands still all over Ashley's tits, " ... you know that you wouldn't trade that blonde hair of yours ... for anything in the world."
"No ... you're right ... I wouldn't ... but that doesn't mean that this isn't really, really beautiful."
"My God ... " Nina gasped, " ... just look at how heavy these things are ... and really, really firm too. Boy ... I'd sure hate to be naked in front of you." You could see the look in her eyes ... you could see how she was just burning up with curiosity ... but she wasn't really sure ... if she should even dare to ask. "Have you ever ... oh, never mind ... "
Ashley knew exactly what she wanted to ask her ... because she was really, really curious about her ... too. She wanted to find out ... if she knew ... how to fight with them. She thought about it for a minute ... and then she decided ... to just let it go. I mean ... she liked her a lot and everything ... but she really didn't know her well enough ... yet ... to start trading war stories with her. Maybe ... she thought to herself ... after they got to know each other ... a little bit better.
The guys ... were practically falling out of their chairs ... I mean ... there they were ... the sexy, sexy centerfold ... and the naughty, naughty lingerie model ... just sitting there right in front of each other ... and feeling each other up. It was just the sexiest thing ... that they had ever seen in their entire lives ... those two absolutely gorgeous faces ... all of that shocking black hair ... and that sparkling platinum hair ... together ... in the same place ... at the same time ... those two incredible bodies ... one a dark, moist copper brown ... dressed in this sexy little white outfit ... the other a deep, glowing golden bronze ... dressed in this sexy little black outfit ... so temptingly close to each other ... those big, round, beautiful globes ... just shaking and shimmying and swaying all around each other ... practically brushing up against each other ... those two hot, sexy girls ... touching each other ... fondling each other ... playing with each other.
They knew exactly what they were doing to the guys ... they knew that they were driving them ... completely out of their minds ... and you could see how they were both really, really getting off on it. It was like ... chocolate and vanilla ... the sun and the moon ... blonde hair and black ... and they knew that both of the guys were having ... like ... these visions in their heads ... of what it would be like ... to be laying there in bed ... completely naked ... right between the two of them ... and to be able to taste them both ... at the very same time.
"Come on ... guys ... be honest ... " Nina said as she put her arm around Ashley's shoulders ... and slid right up next to her, so that you could see the rounded outsides of their globes ... bumping right up against each other, " ... which one of us ... would you rather fuck."
The guys knew better than to touch that one ... with a ten foot pole ... and you could see them ... both just sitting there ... and biting their tongues as hard as they could ... reminding themselves how incredibly dangerous it would be ... to even open their mouths.
"Go ahead, guys ... don't be afraid ... you can tell us ... " Ashley giggled, knowing exactly how painfully uncomfortable she was making them, " ... if you had to choose ... right this very second ... which tits ... would you rather suck on first ... these big, beautiful things ... " she beamed, as she proudly pushed her bronze globes out over the table, " ... or these flabby old things over here ... " she said, hooking her thumb around the front of Nina's low-cut white top ... right in the middle of her bulging cleavage ... and pulling it down so far ... that you could see the top of her big, round, dark brown areola.
It came ... out of nowhere. In an instant ... Ashley turned ... as white as a ghost ... and you could see her entire body just stiffen up ... and this really sad expression come over her beautiful face ... and suddenly ... she looked ... like she was almost about ... to cry.
She just sat there ... completely frozen ... with her thumb still hooked around Nina's top ... and you could see her beautiful blue eyes getting wider and wider and wider ... as she just kept staring ... and staring ... and staring ... straight down into Nina's cleavage.
Nina could see that something was wrong ... but she had absolutely no idea what it was. She could see where Ashley was looking ... she was staring right at this big, black birthmark that she had ... on the inside of her left breast ... right up around her areola.
"What's wrong, hun? ... " she said in this really gentle, concerned tone of voice, " ... oh, don't worry about that ... that's just a birthmark. Isn't it cute? ... everybody says that it looks just like a little black rose. My mom has one just like it ... in exactly the same place ... "
She stopped ... in mid sentence ... and you could see this kind of quizzical look ... coming over her face ... and then ... her beautiful black eyes just lit up ... as if a thousand light bulbs had gone on in her head at once.
"No!!! ... it isn't possible!!! ... it can't be true!!! ... I ... just ... can't ... believe it!!! ... this is just ... too ... too ... weird. You know ... ever since I first met you ... I've always had this funny feeling ... that I had seen you someplace before ... but as hard as I tried ... I just couldn't place you anywhere. Now I know what it is!!! ... it wasn't YOU ... that I was remembering at all ... it was ... your mother!"
Ashley let go of Nina's top ... and you could see this incredible look of shame in her eyes ... as she slumped back down in her chair ... and just stared vacantly ... at the table in front of her.
The guys ... had absolutely no idea what the hell was going on ... and you could see them looking at each other ... with these really confused looks on their faces.
"Wow!!! ... " Nina said out loud to herself ... shaking her head in utter disbelief, " ... you look just like your mother, don't you!!?? I mean ... I don't think that anyone would be able ... to tell the two of you apart. I just can't believe ... that after all of these years ... the two of us ... are actually sitting here together ... at the very same table. Life is just so ... so strange, isn't it?"
Nina could see ... that the guys were absolutely bursting with curiosity ... and they kept looking at her ... and looking at her ... with this expression on their faces ... like ... " ... what? ... what is it? ... what the hell ... is going on?"
She looked over at Ashley. "Should I tell them?" Ashley ... didn't say a word ... she didn't even turn ... to look at Nina ... she just slumped even further down into her chair ... and kept vacantly staring ... straight ahead.
Nina ... just couldn't help herself. As Ashley sat there ... her face bright red with embarrassment ... wishing that the earth would just open right up underneath her ... and swallow her whole ... Nina proceeded to tell the guys every last gruesome little detail ... of what had happened between their two mothers ... in that department store dressing room ... so many years ago.
And the worst part of all was ... the guys ... were absolutely fascinated by the story ... and she could see them ... just hanging on to Nina's every word. Neither one of them ... had ever heard anything like it ... in their entire lives ... I mean ... they had absolutely no idea ... that women could even fight that way ... and you could just see how turned on it was making them ... just hearing about it.
Nina looked over at Ashley ... who by that time had sunk so deeply into her chair ... that you could just barely see her eyes ... up over the table. "Do you remember that, sweetie? ... my mommy beat up your mommy ... my mommy beat up your mommy ... " she laughingly repeated over and over again ... using the very same sing song voice ... that she had used ... on that very day.
It was the most humiliating moment ... of Ashley's life.
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It was a really eerie feeling ... being all alone in a place like this ... so late at night ... when all of the lights were out. It was a vast, sprawling, cavernous room ... with little step-ups that lead to multiple levels and little rooms within rooms and pitch black far away corners where just about anything from any one of your worst nightmares could be lurking and you could be looking right at it and not even know it was there.
The only way that you could even detect the presence of shapes around you ... was by the dim yellow reflection of the lamppost ... that was all the way down on the corner ... and the sudden ... sporadic ... bursts of bright light ... that would coming shining through the huge plate glass windows ... and sweep through the room like a giant searchlight ... whenever the occasional ... solitary vehicle ... happened by the deserted street out front.
It was late ... and the studio ... was closed for the night.
Nina had already known that the photo shoot was going to go well into the evening ... and that she wasn't going to have time to go back to her apartment and change before going out ... so she did what she always does in those situations ... she brought a bag ... with make-up ... and a change of clothes ... with her.
She knew that this particular studio ... had a bright ... spacious ... well furnished ladies dressing room and lounge in the back ... complete with couches and chairs and coffee tables and make-up mirrors and bathrooms and showers and changing booths ... and that she could do everything that she needed to do ... there. She had promised ... that she would make sure to lock the place up ... before she left.
There she was ... without a care in the world ... all alone in that bright, spacious ladies dressing room ... that was all the way in the back ... of that big, dark, cavernous, spooky room ... just sitting there in front of one of the make-up mirrors ... totally in a world of her own ... wearing this big, white, fluffy floor-length robe ... and just sort of quietly singing to herself ... as she worked on her make-up in the mirror.
She was a beautiful woman ... all alone in a dark, scary place ... but you could see that the thought of being afraid ... had never even crossed her mind.
She got her make-up ... just the way she wanted it ... and you could see her long, slender fingers ... and all of these long, hard, square, blood-red nails ... sticking straight up into the air ... as she braced the palms of her sexy hands against the countertop ... and pushed herself away from the mirror ... rolling all the way backwards in her chair.
She reached down and scooped up this little white outfit ... that was sitting in the chair next to her ... this skimpy little white halter-top ... and this matching little white mini-skirt ... and she headed straight for one of those little changing booths ... singing all the way there. She didn't really need the changing booth ... I mean ... it was late ... nobody was there ... but she still went into one ... out of pure habit more than anything else.
You could see the sexy little white outfit ... come flopping up over the door from the inside ... first the skirt ... and then the halter-top ... right next to it ... so that they were both hanging ... half inside ... and half outside ... the door.
Underneath the huge gap ... at the bottom of the door ... you could see her sexy bare ankles ... and her sexy shoes ... and then the big, fluffy, white robe ... falling down all around them. And then ... you saw the little white skirt ... sliding down off of the door ... and disappearing behind it.
You could see Nina's long, dark, shapely bare legs ... shimmying back and forth ... as she pulled her tight little white mini-skit ... up over her bulging hips ... moving her shapely body ... in rhythm to the little song that she was singing.
All of a sudden ... the singing stopped ... and the room fell ... completely silent.
"Hey ... " Nina exclaimed from inside the booth, " ... what the hell ... "
It was the little white halter-top ... it was like ... it had disappeared.
You could see her shapely legs bending and twisting one way ... and then another ... as she looked all around her ... and behind her ... and even underneath the gap in the door. "I must be going totally out of my mind ... " she said out loud to herself, " ... I could have sworn ... that I put it ... right there ... "
The door swung open ... and Nina stepped out of the booth ... wearing nothing more ... than her sexy little white mini-skirt ... and her nasty high-heeled shoes ... with her big, round, copper-brown juggs ... completely uncovered and exposed ... and just sticking all the way out ... into the open air ... in front of her.
She took two steps ... and then ... she let out this tiny little gasp of shock ... and you could see her eyes widening ... and her right hand ... darting up over her heart ... and her entire body ... just stopping and visibly bouncing backwards ... as if she had just walked into an invisible brick wall.
It was Ashley.
She was standing there ... in the middle of the room ... wearing nothing more than this little black mini-skirt ... and these wicked four-inch stiletto heels ... with her big, round, golden bronze juggs ... jutting straight out in front of her.
The sexy, sexy centerfold ... and the naughty, naughty lingerie model ... two women ... who were both so incredibly proud ... of the big, round, beautiful things ... that they had on their chests ... were suddenly standing right in front of each other ... completely topless ... and seeing each other's naked breasts ... for the very first time.
"Is ... THIS ... what you're looking for ... " Ashley said, in a low, sexy tone of voice ... dangling the little white halter top ... right under Nina's eyes ... but just far enough away ... so that it was out of her reach.
Nina had been startled ... she thought ... that she was all alone ... but even though she could still feel her heart ... racing in her chest ... it didn't take her more than a second ... to regain her composure. She immediately spread her legs apart ... one foot in front of the other ... put her hands ... on her big, shapely hips ... threw the long, thick black hair behind her ... thrust her big, bulging, copper-brown globes ... straight out in the blonde's direction ... and then smiled ... right at her.
"Hello ... Ashley ... " she said, in a deep, calm voice.
"Hello ... Nina ... " the blonde replied ... in an even deeper ... calmer voice.
You could see Nina's beautiful charcoal black eyes ... focusing on the intimidating pair of long, thick, pink nipples ... that were pointing straight at her.
"My ... my ... my ... " she cooed, in this exaggerated, mocking tone, " ... just look at those big ... hard ... nasty ... pink things ... you'd better be careful ... you could really hurt someone with those things."
"Oh ... don't worry ... " Ashley answered back, " ... I intend to."
She looked down at Nina's tits ... and you could see this little disapproving frown come over her face ... like she was really disappointed ... at what she was seeing. "What happened to you?"
Nina immediately looked down at herself ... and you could see her big, plump cheeks ... turning bright red with embarrassment. Her nipples ... had shrunk down ... to about half their previous size ... and they looked so shamefully small and stubby ... compared to the big, thick pink nipples ... that were pointing straight at them.
She knew right away what it was ... they were reacting to the fact that she had been startled. "Oh ... it's nothing ... " she said in this casual tone of voice ... as she reached up with both hands and lightly scraped the insides of her fingers over the tips, " ... you just kinda caught me by surprise ... that's all ... but don't worry ... they'll be back to normal in no time ... and then ... if you want to ... we can go ahead and introduce them to one another."
You could see her big, brown tips ... bumping in and out between her fingers ... and it didn't take more than a couple of strokes ... before they started growing ... just like magic ... right before your very eyes.
"Check this out ... sweetie ... " she said with a proud little smile on her luscious lips ... kinda holding her tits up a little bit ... so that Ashley could see them in action, " ... I'll bet you that this brings back memories. Just look at how big and thick and hard they're getting. Kinda sends a chill ... right down your spine ... doesn't it? They look exactly like my mother's ... don't they? ... only even bigger ... and thicker ... and harder ... and you know ... now that I mention it ... yours ... actually look ... exactly like your mothers ... too ... "
" ... only even bigger ... " Ashley broke in, " ... and thicker ... and harder."
"So ... how did you know ... that I'd be here tonight?" Nina asked.
"It wasn't hard ... I just called one of my girlfriends to get your schedule. Don't you just hate it ... when you have to work late like this?"
"Oh ... it's not that bad ... there's usually plenty of time ... to go out and party afterwards. But somehow I have the feeling that tonight ... I'm going to end up just staying right here ... and partying with you ... just the two of us. The cleaning crew doesn't get here ... ‘til morning."
"That ... " Ashley replied ... with this big, wicked smile on her thick, juicy red lips, " ... is exactly ... what I had ... in mind."
It was the sexiest thing ... that you had ever seen in your entire life ... these two hot, sexy, big chested women ... just sort of casually standing there and talking to each other ... completely topless ... with their big, round heavy juggs ... hovering out there in mid air right in front of each other ... their big, round, naked areola ... all moist and tight and craggy and directly exposed to each other ... their big, thick, nipples ... all hot and excited and engorged ... and pointing straight at each other. You could see how incredibly far their tits stuck out in front of them ... how temptingly close to each other ... the fronts of their tits were ... and how incredibly far apart ... the rest of their bodies were.
"You know ... " Nina said, " ... I was kinda wondering when you would get around to this. I thought to myself ... if she's any kind of woman at all ... if she's got ... even an ounce of pride inside of her ... she's just got to come and see me. I know that it's what I would have done ... if I was in your place."
"Yeah ... and it's kinda too bad ... too ... because you know what ... I actually kinda liked you."
"Well ... you know what ... " Nina answered, " ... I actually kinda liked you too ... and I bet that if we didn't have this little problem between us ... we could have been the best of friends."
"Yeah ... well ... " Ashley replied, " ... it's too late for that now."
"Yeah ... I know ... I guess that between girls like us ... there really is no other way ... is there? God ... isn't life just so strange? It feels just like old times ... doesn't it? ... I mean ... here we are ... together ... like mothers ... like daughters."
"Yeah ... like mothers ... like daughters ... only this time ... things are going to turn out ... just a little bit differently."
"Oh come on ... honey ... " Nina said, " ... you know that you can never beat me ... I mean ... I can see that you got some really good looking tits on you and everything ... and those nipples of yours ... I mean ... wow ... they look just as big as mine do ... but just look at our nipples ... " she said as she push her tits out towards her ... so that their nipples were closer together than ever, " ... look at how weak and pale your pink things look compared to my big, dark brown ones ... I mean ... everybody knows that brown nipples are just stronger and sexier than pink ones ... any day."
"Yeah ... well that's the biggest bunch of crap ... that I've ever heard in my life ... " Ashley shot back, " ... you wouldn't believe how many ugly brown nipples I've squashed ... with these beautiful pink things."
You could see this flash of anger ... in Nina's beautiful black eyes. Gimmie that thing ... " she sneered ... as she reached out ... and ripped the little white halter top ... right out of Ashley's hand, " ... the women in MY family ... don't let other women just come along ... and take their tops away from them."
"That's OK ... " Ashley said, arching her back and pushing her luscious golden globes as far in front of her as she possibly could, " ... you can have it ... for now ... but I'm gonna take it as a trophy ... after my tits ... push your tits ... completely flat."
"OK ... hon ... if that's the way you want it ... may the best woman win ..." Nina said, as she thrust her succulent copper-brown spheres right back at her, " ... just don't forget ... who's mother ... left that store ... with that little black bra."
They started towards each other ... at the very same moment ... and you could them guiding their big, thick, fully extended nipples in front of them ... aiming them ... right at each other ... so that they would meet each other ... tip to tip.
As they slowly converged on each other ... it was more obvious than ever before ... what a perfect physical match they were for each other. Not only were they exactly same height ... but their breasts stood up equally too ... so that their nipples were exactly level with each other ... and neither woman was forced to bend or stoop ... in order to reach the nipples of her adversary ... with her own.
They came together ... in the middle of the room ... and slowly and warily brought the tips of their nipples ... to within an inch of each other ... and then stopped.
They looked down into the space between them ... and you could see how incredibly excited they were getting ... holding their nipples right next to each other ... feeling the heat of each other's nipples ... radiating into their own ... their big, round, flat tips ... all moist and bumpy and swollen up to about the diameter of a nickel ... all of the ridges and furrows on their big, round areola ... all hard and taut and clenched up into these tight little bundles ... their big, round globes ... hovering right out in front of each other ... heaving up and down with every breath ... all moist and oily and glowing with the female secretions that come from sexual excitement ... their beautiful eyes ... all big and round and wild ... their luscious lips all moist and juicy and puffing out.
I mean ... you don't know how it feels to a woman ... to see another woman's erect sexual organs ... so close to her own ... to be comparing them to each other ... to be matching them directly against each other ... to be getting ready ... to touch them together ... so that they could feel each other ... and fight each other ... and struggle to out-fuck each other ... and to prove once and for all ... which is sexier. It's just as exciting ... as it is to see a man's organ there ... only even more so ... in a frightening sort of way ... because instead of making that thing feel good ... you want to hurt it ... and instead of feeling all of this sexual pleasure ... you know ... that you're gonna be feeling all of this sexual pain.
They looked up ... and you could see their eyes ... sharp, wicked black eyes ... and hard, savage blue eyes ... locking on to each other ... burning into each other ... plunging straight through each other ... signaling each other ... that it was time.
Moving at exactly the same instant ... the sexy, sexy raven-haired centerfold ... and the naughty, naughty blonde lingerie model ... laid the broad, flat tips of their bare, unprotected nipples ... flush against one another.
Sensitive rosy-pink flesh ... made hot, sticky contact ... with tender dark brown flesh ... raw, scorching female sexual flesh which was not meant to touch each other for any other reason ... but to utterly annihilate each other.
Their heads snapped back ... at the very same time ... and you could see their long, thick, silky hair tumbling down all across their naked backs ... as their deep, anguished groans of pain ... echoed through the room ... and out into the dark, deserted studio ... and all the way out ... into the street in front of it ... but there was no one there ... to hear it ... no one there ... to hear their erotic female sounds of sexual agony.
They didn't push ... they didn't lean the weight of their bodies into each other ... the simply stood there ... right in front of each other ... and held their tips of their nipples together.
Women don't have to push to fight with their nipples ... all they have to do ... is touch them together.
You could see their nipples ... twitching violently against each other ... and their shapely bodies convulsing in agony as shudders of pain radiated straight through their bulging breasts all the way down to their plump, sexy toes.
It was, without a doubt, the sexiest thing that ... any man ... could ever hope to see ... two absolutely gorgeous women ... both with the biggest, sexiest tits ... that you could possibly imagine ... standing face to face with their nipples glued at the tips ... each woman hurting the other ... and being hurt by the other ... at the very same time ... moaning and writhing together ... as if they were having sex with one another.
With an incredibly erotic combination of pain and lust on their gorgeous faces ... the two women looked challengingly into each other's eyes ... and adjusted their nipples against each other ... and you could see Ashley's big, thick, juicy pink nipples and Nina's big, fat, moist brown nipples ... moving ever so slightly from side to side ... so that the bumps on their tips fell in between one another ... and settled alongside each other ... plastering their skin together ... as tightly as possible.
Each woman could actually feel the milk holes on the tips of the other woman's nipples ... opening up ... latching on to the tips of their own nipples like little suction cups ... pulling their flesh even more tightly together than ever before ... and holding them ... firmly in place.
Standing face to face, with their hands on their hips ... Ashley's shimmering bronze globes ... and Nina's glossy brown spheres visibly shuddered in unison ... as each woman could feel the other's sexual power ... shooting straight through her milk holes ... deep into her breasts ... and coursing through her very insides.
Through the thin, sentient membrane on the tips of their nipples ... they could feel each other's insides ... each woman could feel all the way down into the deepest, darkest parts of the other ... all the way down into her sexy toes ... and all up through her shapely legs ... and all through the moist, hot walls of her pussy ... and up through her flat, hard, sexy stomach ... and all the way up ... into her bulging globes.
Suddenly ... you could hear the two women ... moaning in unison ... moaning helplessly ... moaning as if something was happening inside of their bodies ... that they had absolutely no control over ... and you could see streams of their thick, hot, female essence ... gushing out from under their tight little mini-skirts ... at the very same time ... running all down the insides of their thighs ... all the way down to the inside of their knees.
"Ooooohhhh ... hurts ... doesn't it? ... " Ashley moaned, " ...what do you think of my weak, pale pink nipples now?"
"Yeah ... ugggghhh ... it hurts ... " Nina groaned, " ... but not nearly as much ... as it's hurting you ... I can already feel your nipples starting to shrink."
"Wishful thinking ... uggghhh ... you stupid bitch." Ashley shot back, " ... you're just scared to death ... aren't you? ... you're just scared to death that any minute now ... you're going to look down ... and see those ugly brown things of yours ... shriveling up right before your eyes."
"Oooohhh ... just you wait ... " Nina grunted, " ... just you wait ... you'll see who's nipples start to shrink first."
They held the tips of their nipples together ... and they looked down into the space between them ... and they watched ... and they waited ... each woman hoping to see the other woman's nipples going soft ... and shrinking down ... and pulling all the way back ... into her areola ... just from the painful contact ... with her own ... proving once and for all ... that hers were stronger.
You could see their beautiful eyes widening in shock ... when they real
You could see their beautiful eyes widening in shock ... when they realized that exactly the opposite was happening. Stimulated by female confrontation ... each woman could actually feel her adversary's nipples becoming stronger ... heating up and throbbing even more powerfully than ever against her own ... spontaneously swelling out into each other and struggling to crush each other ... as if they were fighting completely on their own.
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<center>BRA-BUSTERS</center><center>Ashley vs Nina</center>
Part 5
You could see the incredible frustration in Nina's face ... as reached down between her thighs with both hands ... and wet her fingers with her hot, slippery female honey.
"You blonde bitch ... " she growled, as she brought her wet, sticky fingers up to her tits " ... I don't know how you're keeping those fucking things so hard. You have to have cheated ... I'll bet that you had someone sucking on them ... right before you came in here. Now I'm gonna show you ... that I know how to cheat ... too."
You could see Nina's long, slender fingers and long hard, red nails ... going right into the space between the two pairs of warring nipples ... as she carefully stroked the top half of her dark brown cylinders with her wet, slippery fingers ... going back and forth and back and forth in tiny little half-circles ... being extra careful not to touch the enemy pink nipples ... that were locked right up against them.
The minute that she touched them ... you could see Nina's rock hard nipples responding to the stimulation ... throbbing powerfully outward ... forcefully pushing out against the stiff pink cylinders that were pressing against them ... and driving them ever so slightly ... but perceptibly ... backwards towards the breasts that they came from.
"Ohhhh ... you fucking bitch ... " Ashley groaned as she felt the base her nipples sinking back into her areola, " ... what's the matter ... you chicken shit ... can't keep your fucking nipples up there ... without helping them? ... you want to fight dirty? ... I'll show you what it means ... to fight dirty."
You could see the rage in her beautiful blue eyes ... as Ashley immediately reached all the way down underneath her little black mini skirt with her right hand ... wet her fingers between her lips ... and started lightly brushing her ring finger around and around and around her clit ... in quick, tiny little circles.
"Here bitch ... " she spat, stroking her swollen clit again and again and again and again, " ... how does this feel? ... and this? ... and this?" You could see Ashley's sexy pink nipples ... going absolutely wild ... jabbing and thrusting outward with incredible force ... driving Nina's dark brown cylinders much, much further back ... than hers had driven Ashley's ... only moments before.
The surprised ... high pitched gasp that left Nina's luscious lips told Ashley everything that she needed to know about what she was doing to her ... she was hurting her ... she hurting her more ... than anything had hurt her up to that point ... she was hurting her more ... than the bitch ever imagined that she could be hurt ... and you could see her ... looking straight into in the beautiful black eyes of her rival ... and running her finger around and around and around her clit ... faster and harder than ever before ... so that she could see the pain ... even as she was inflicting it ... so that she could see the pain registering ... at the very moment ... that the bitch was feeling it.
You could see Nina's eyes widening ... and her big, thick, juicy red lips parting involuntarily ... and this look of ... like ... complete shock coming over her beautiful face. She could feel Ashley's nipples heating up and growing ... getting bigger and stiffer and stronger than ever before ... she could feel it ... right in her own nipples ... she could feel them stinging and burning the tips of her nipples ... pushing her nipples back ... causing them to sink back into her breasts ... little by little ... more and more and more ... and she knew that she had to do something to stop it.
She reached down under her little white mini skirt with her right hand ... jammed her ring finger deep into that little crease that she has around her clit ... and started making tiny little circles of her own ... around and around and around her own clit. She could immediately feel her sexy dark brown nipples ... jumping to attention ... poking right back outward into the nipples that were jabbing into them ... heating up and growing ... just like Ashley's had only moments before ... getting bigger and harder and hotter and sexier than ever.
"You dirty little bitch ... " Nina sneered, with a look of pure malice in her beautiful black eyes, " ... I was going to go easy on you ... because I kinda liked you ... I wasn't going to hurt you too bad ... but now ... I'm gonna make you real, real sorry that you ever did that."
"Bring it on ... bitch ... we'll see who ends up sorry."
The sexy, sexy centerfold ... and the naughty, naughty lingerie model ... stood right in front of each other ... naked from the waist up ... with their sexy nipples fused together at the tips ... with their sexy hands underneath their skirts stroking their swollen clits ... and looked each other straight in the eyes ... as if they were intending ... to kill each other.
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<center>Breast Duel</center><center>Erica vs Maggie</center>
Part 1
The two spectacular beauties stood glaring fiercely at each other in the middle of the room about ten feet apart; hands on their hips, sexy feet in spike heels firmly planted in the thick carpeting, and powerful legs spread defiantly apart. They looked absolutely majestic as they squared off, one with golden blonde hair, bronze skin, and tight black dress, the other with raven black hair, dark olive complexion, and clinging white dress; one a lusty, wicked, ferocious Gothic seductress, the other a fiery, hot blooded, quick tempered Latin beauty. Both unbelievably sexy, luscious, and utterly fuckable.
Maggie broke the silence first. "Well here we are, blondie, just the two of us all alone, with nobody around to protect you. Why don't we cut through all the preliminary crap of slapping and biting and scratching and pulling hair, and settle this like real women. That is ... if you're woman enough to put yours up against mine," she said, as she provocatively cupped her sexy hands and bright red nails under her still partially concealed breasts. "... or was that little taste I gave you down stairs enough to scare you away?"
Erica was stunned. She wanted to make absolutely sure that she was correctly interpreting Maggie's gesture. "I can hardly believe my ears." she answered incredulously. "You ... couldn't possibly be suggesting that we go at each other in that ... um ... special way ... you know ... nipple to nipple?"
"I thought that you might have heard of it, or maybe read about it in a book somewhere. What's the matter, blondie ... " Maggie said sarcastically, " ... scared to death of actually doing it?"
"The day that I let a cheap, trashy bimbo like you scare me is the day that I'll become a Nun." Erica retorted. "I'm just amazed that a slut like you would even know about that, let alone have the courage to challenge a woman like me."
"Oh ... I know about it , all right ... and I've done it more times than you'd care to imagine." Maggie said. "I've had my sights set on old man Smith for years, and now that I finallygot him, I have absolutely no intention of sharing him with you. So you've got two choices ... " Maggie said with a threatening tone of voice, " ... either take those weak, pale tits of yours and run home, or put them up against mine."
An evil smile came over Erica's face. "You don't know how happy it makes me to hear you say that, you stupid bitch. I would like nothing better than to get ahold of your tits with mine. You think that you're so special because maybe you've beaten one or two Plain Janes in your life. You obviously have no idea who you're dealing with, and you're in for a big surprise. The old man belongs to me, bitch, and you're not woman enough to take him away."
Now there was no mistake. Each woman could see that the other clearly understood exactly what they were talking about, and precisely what was being proposed. And they both knew exactly what they were getting themselves into, because each had fought this way before ... and had known nothing but victory.
Erica and Maggie had just agreed to engage in the deadliest, most dangerous, most intimate, and most unconditional kind of combat possible between two women. They had agreed to fight woman to woman; female sexual power against female sexual power. They had agreed to fight with their luscious, magnificent breasts.
It is a woman's secret way of fighting, which very few men, and indeed even women, know about. It is one of those deep, dark, unfathomable feminine mysteries which sexually potent women keep strictly between themselves. It is the most ancient, primordial, and natural way for two sensual, lusty, passionate females to settle their sexual rivalry over a man.
Maggie seductively raised one of her shapely legs and put her foot on the chair next to her. Her calf muscles bulged as she slowly undid her garters and rolled her nylons down to her ankle, unveiling the dark, smooth, firm skin underneath. "There's only one way for real women to confront one another ... " she said, " ... and that's totally in the nude."
Erica smiled wickedly. "This is exactly the moment that I've been waiting for, you slut. Wait until you see what you're up against. You're not going to believe your eyes. Those puny tits of yours are going to shrivel up when you look at mine."
The two women proceeded to perform a sexy striptease in front of each other, trying their best to intimidate one another while at the same time carefully scrutinizing their adversary's dangerous bodies. As they did so, they could feel the blood pumping in their veins and their adrenalin rushing into their muscles, as their bodies became aroused to fight.
Erica hiked up her dress, hooked her thumbs around the tops of her panties and lewedly shimmied out of them, dropping them around her ankles. As she did so, Maggie watched with fascination as a shimmering trickle of clear, thick liquid ran down the inside of Erica's sexy thigh to her knee, indicating that her pussy was wet and aroused, and that her body was preparing to do battle. Maggie simultaneously felt her own powerful pussy contract violently, and become drenched with liquid female essence. The pungent scent of female sexual stimulation filled the air, and Erica, who was quite gratified that Maggie had observed her gushing display of arousal, took it in with a deep breath. "Ahhh ... there's nothing like the smell of inflamed female passion. Can you smell that? Even my aroma is overpowering yours."
As Erica was speaking, something even more remarkable was happening. Erica watched in amazement as droplets of a clear, syrupy lubricant oozed from the pours of Maggie's areola, and her areola and nipples soaked darkly through the sheer white cloth of her dress. "Look at this ... " Maggie bragged, " ... these babies are ready for action." The lubricant was nature's secret way of protecting a woman's nipples from the incredible friction of combat, and only occurred when a woman's nipples were about to meet an adversary's.
Erica reached down the front of the thicker material of her own dress and brushed her nipples with the tips of her long red nails and fingers. Holding up her sexy hand, she separated her fingers so that strings of the sticky substance dangled between them. "Don't be so proud ... " she said, " ... mine are ready too." It was clear that neither woman was going to concede the slightest advantage to the other.
Now the two women had nothing left covering their voluptuous bodies but their skimpy cocktail dresses. They had purposely not yet revealed their full breasts to each other, saving that moment for last, when it would have the greatest dramatic effect.
Part 2
Looking Erica squarely in the eyes, Maggie slowly reached around her back and pulled the zipper of her dress all the way down. "Get ready to lay your eyes on your worst nightmare, blondie ... a better pair of tits. These are going to be the instruments of your destruction." With that, the dress fell down to the floor, and the full splendor of Maggie's magnificently proportioned, naked body was laid bare before Erica. To Maggie's enormous satisfaction, Erica could not conceal the fact that she was momentarily stunned by the
spectacle. Her eyes widened and she let out a barely audible gasp. She had to admit to herself that she had never been confronted by such an awesome pair of breasts.
Realizing that she was losing the advantage in the psychological war, Erica quickly regained her composure. Now it was her turn to unveil her treasure, and if there was one thing in this world that she had complete confidence in, it was the beauty and power of her glorious tits. She was well aware of the fact that her opponent was going to pretend to be unfazed by the sight of them, but she had no doubt that they were going to have an impact on her.
Slowly, teasingly, Erica pulled the zipper down the front of her dress starting from the deep chasm between her breasts all the way to her belly button. "I've seen what you got, bitch. Now let me show you something
that's beyond your wildest imagination. These are going to put yours to shame." She grabbed both sides of the top of the dress, one in each hand, and proudly opened them up to reveal the full, majestically protruding, bronze globes underneath. As she did so, she carefully watched Maggie's face to detect the reaction. As Maggie gazed at Erica's breasts, a slight frown of concern came over her face. They were indeed the most spectacular breasts she had ever encountered, and she knew that they were going to give her a great deal of difficulty.
Maggie and Erica now stood defiantly facing each other across the room completely in the nude. No longer were their bodies concealed from view by their sexy party dresses. No longer did they have to imagine what kind of equipment the other woman had underneath. Each woman was finally able to behold the full, uncovered, unadorned, unadulterated, natural condition of the naked body of her enemy.
They carefully scrutinized each other from the tips of their sexy painted toenails all the way to the tops of their full, thick, lusterous heads of hair, comparing each sexy part to their own in their minds. Much to their
mutual chagrin, each woman soon discovered that, in every respect, their adversary's body matched up evenly against her own.
Their frames were equally stout and robust. Their figures were equally trim, voluptuous and curvacious. Their sexy, shapely legs appeared equally sturdy and substantial. Their stomachs were flat and hard, without any flabbiness around the waist. Their hips and asses were equally tight and firm, and curved lusciously outwards. The hair on their heads, and even the hair on their pussies, were equally thick and full.
Each woman watched in utter fascination as the other's hot, muscular pussy, stimulated by feminine confrontation, contracted vigorously and gushed with female sexual essence.
They studied each other's beautiful, erotic faces, and probed deeply into each other's eyes with their own. Each woman had a proud and fiercely defiant look in her eyes which revealed her determination to defeat the other.
Mostly, however, they focused their attention on each other's breasts, which were now totally unconfined and unobstructed, hanging freely and majestically in the open air. Not only were they the same size, but they were at exactly the same level, protruding straight out from their powerful rib cages.
The women's bare, unprotected breasts were now fully exposed to each other for the first time. Naked enemy breast confronted naked enemy breast across the expanse of the room, separated only by the heavy, pungent air between them. Each woman regarded the other woman's breasts warily, as they appeared to them to be dangerous, menacing weapons which were imminently threatening to assault and inflict harm upon their own. With a challenging look, the women thrust them out proudly at each other, seeming to point them directly at each other.
Each pair of exposed tits could sense the presence of the naked enemy breasts, and instinctively started to react. Maggie, who was a master at one-upsmanship, immediately took advantage of the powerful sensations which she was experiencing in her boobs. "Feast your eyes on this ... " she boasted, as her nipples began to crust and rise and her already compact breasts visibly expanded and congealed to an even more imposing density. " ... this should make you green with envy."
Impressive as it was, Erica appeared surprisingly unconcerned by the sight that she was witnessing. She could already feel the stimulation occuring in her own breasts, and knew that they would immediately rise to meet the challenge. "You think that's so special?" Erica said mockingly. "That's nothing ... my tits do that every day. You're really in trouble if that's the best you've got to offer." Presently, Erica's own nipples began to stiffen and thicken, and her solidly packed breasts enlarged and hardened, in sharp rebuttal to Maggie's performance.
The woman could feel the gravitational pull of the other's tits tugging at her own. Even though they were ten feet apart, power eminated from each woman's breasts into the other's, and each could feel the power of the other's projecting into her own. Both women became aware that their naked tits were alreadly locked in mortal combat even though they hadn't even touched.
Erica remembered a past encounter where she had actually been able to make her opponent's tits go limp and shrivel up merely from exposure to her own from across the room. She looked at Maggie's virile, healthy breasts and her increasingly aggressive demeanor, and immediately realized that this confrontation was not going to be quite that easy.
Part 3
Maggie shook her tits at Erica. "Just look at these things ... " she crowed as they swayed back and forth, " ... I'll bet that you've never seen knockers like this in your entire life. Most of the women that I have faced took one look at these and ran away screaming in terror. Look at how solid and firm they are. Look at how big the nipples are. When I press these against yours, they are going to mash yours flat."
"You stupid bitch ... " Erica sneered. " ... don't you wag those flabby things at me. You think they're so strong. You'll see what happens when we come together. My tits are going to crush your tits," she said, bouncing her boobs back at Maggie.
"Aren't you scared, little girl ... aren't you scared? Just look at how dark and sexy my tits are, blondie ... look at how my nipples and areola are so much darker and sexier than yours ... look at how much darker my pubies are than yours. Everybody knows that darker is sexier and stronger. Look at you, blondie ... you're milky and pale and weak. A sexy, dark woman will beat a blonde every time. I eat blondes for lunch. Face it, blondie ... your pale, sickly boobs don't have a chance against mine."
"You stupid black-haired bimbo ... " Erica shot back " ... I'm going to show you that blondes really do have more fun ... like the fun I'm going to have when I cave your tits in with mine. You know that white meat is always firmer than dark meat."
"That's a laugh! You're going to cave these babies in with those flabby, pale, milky things?" Maggie exclaimed, cupping her boobs in her hands. "I can't wait to see you try it. I'm going to laugh in your face!"
With slow sure steps, like a gladiator preparing to fight to the death, Maggie advanced towards Erica. "Come on, blondie ... try it ... just try it!" She looked absolutely ferocious as she boldly strutted forward, lewedly shaking her powerful tits at Erica as she approached. "Here they are, blondie ... right in front of you. Come and get them ... if you're woman enough."
Erica proudly thrust out her massive breasts and fearlessly moved to meet Maggie head on. "You fucking black-haired cunt ... I'm going to squash your tits with mine." she spat.
Slowly, menacingly, the two women walked toward each other, trying to strike fear into the other's heart by flaunting their tight, voluptuous bodies. They brought the tips of their protruding nipples to within inches of each other and stopped. Both bodies thrilled with anticipation as a tingling sensation radiated from deep within their hot, wet pussies, up through the pit of their flat, hard stomachs and into their stupendous breasts, which now heaved up and down with with every breath.
Their tits were now so close to one another that each could now feel the heat of the other's breasts radiating into her own. Breasts which had appeared so dangerous and threatening from ten feet away now appeared positively frightening looming so perilously close to their own.
Both women suddenly awakend to the stark reality that in just another moment, the powerful pair of tits heaving right under their eyes was going to viciously assault and try to annihilate their own. For what seemed like an eternity, but was in reality only a matter of seconds, their eyes became transfixed on each other's weapons of destruction. Although outwardly each woman appeared completely confident and would never show the slightest fear to the other, inside a thousand thoughts raced through their minds at once.
Erica gazed in awe at Maggie's large, dark, powerful, heaving, moist, sweaty tits suspended only inches away from her own. She noticed how perfectly shaped and rounded and full they were, without the slightest hint of
flabbiness. She noticed how, despite their huge size, they hardly drooped at all, but jutted straight out in front of her. How strong and compact they must be, she thought. She looked at her own tits. They were just as big,
she thought, and stood out just as straight. Or did they? Did they droop slightly more?, she wondered. Were they as hard and compact?
Erica observed how ripe, firm, and buttery Maggie's breasts were, and how big, round, and rich her dark brown areola were. They were about the size of a silver dollar, and not at all wrinkled, but smooth and firm and slightly darker than her own. Did the fact that they were darker really mean that they were stronger? she wondered. Nonsense, she reassured herself. Her tits had defeated women with much darker complexion than that.
Finally, she noticed Maggie's long, thick, dark nipples, poking out at her sharply. They were about the size of a thumb and more than two inches long, and appeared fully erect and rock-hard. Her own nipples were just as big, she thought, but would they prove to be as solid?
At the same time, Maggie was scrutinizing Erica's tits as they loomed within striking distance of her own. They appeared to her to be perfectly proportioned, perfectly spherical, glistening bronze globes of dense flesh which protruded out at her menacingly like two deadly torpedos. They looked full, heavy, strong, and incompressible. She observed how small Erica's waist was, and how flat and hard her stomach was, which made her tits look
even bigger. Mine are the same size, Maggie thought, but when we pushed them together, would mine be strong enough to make hers give way?
She noticed that, far from being pale, Erica's breasts had a dark, golden, robust color. Like her own breasts, Erica's boobs didn't have a tan line, but were of a uniform color, which means that she exposed her naked breasts to the sun. Yet, also like her own, the skin was fresh and creamy.
Finally, Maggie was amazed to see that Erica, being blonde, had nipples and areola which were dark and coppery and just as big as her own. With every other blonde she had seen, they were always pinkish and much smaller, and she had assumed that all blondes were that way. Erica's looked strong, healthy, and imposing. Her areola looked so tight, and her nipples looked so utterly stiff and rigid, that it made Maggie wonder whether she would be able to bend them and flatten them with her own.
While both women had been in this position many times before, neither had been quite prepared for the fearsome sight of such an impressive pair of tits poised to attack her own. Both women were getting far more than they had bargained for, as the breasts that each woman now confronted were far more imposing than what they had imagined was concealed under their skimpy party dresses.
Now ... there was no turning back, and each woman prepared herself for what would surely be ... the fight of her life.
Finally, Maggie broke the silence. "Come on, blondie ... Are you woman enough to put them together? Come on, bitch, let's do it. I'm going to push those weak, pale nipples of yours inside out with mine."
"I'll show you who the real woman is, bitch. My tits are going to flatten yours like pancakes." Erica responded.
Each woman issued the final challenge to the other by looking deeply into the other's eyes. With their hands on their hips, they each simultaneously took a half a step forward and pushed their throbbing, burning, sweaty tits flush into each other. As if in slow motion, rigid, erect nipples met hard, solid nipples, tip to tip ... then dark brown areola made hot sticky contact with rich copper areola ... then buttery, ripe olive skin plastered against creamy smooth bronze skin ... and finally, full, dense, heavy globes collided with equally compact and bulky spheres of flesh.
The room exploded with electricity at the two heavenly pairs of breasts made physical contact with each other for the first time. Both women let out guttural, anguished groans of pain. The mere physical touching of naked breast flesh against enemy naked breast flesh was excruciatingly painful. Like matter meeting anti-matter, each pair of tits immediately locked on to, and set out to annihilate, the other.
Pressed tip to tip, both women's nipples and areola disappeared from view, carrying on their personal struggle against each other while buried deep within the bulging breast-flesh which engulfed them. Their breasts were so dense and firm that, despite the enormous pressure, the lusty bronze globes and erotic brown spheres maintained their sexually appealing shapes and continued to jut out imposingly from the powerful ribcages which held them. Even with their breasts mashed fully into each other, the women's stomachs and hips were kept a foot apart by the firm resistance of their breasts. Luscious bronze breast-flesh bulged sensuously against creamy brown breast-flesh along the clearly visible line of erotic contact.
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<center>LIP LOCK </center><center>Rachel vs Katrina</center>
Parts 1-3
Jason was a leg man. You could tell by the kind of secretaries he hired. His office looked more like a modeling agency than a serious place of business. Everywhere you looked, your eyes were greeted by the sight of bare legs ... long, smooth, shiny, shapely legs pumped up by nasty spike-heeled shoes and extending out from underneath the short, tight skirts of young, hot, sexy women. It's a wonder that any work got done there at all.
Jason was a young executive type who chose his wife more for what she could contribute to his business than for her looks, and ironically, he ended up married to a woman with skinny legs. He made up for it, though, by surrounding himself with the sight that he loved the most in life. Of course, it didn't hurt that they all had beautiful faces, and tight little asses, and nice, big, round tits ... but of all the things that Jason liked to look at, it was the strong, curvey, muscular legs that really got his blood pumping, and set his imagination on fire.
A woman's legs are more than just limbs that she walks around on. They are an extension of her loins. They are the parts of her that she gets to show you, in order to tell you all about the condition of the secret parts of her which are connected to them, but which you are not allowed to see. A woman's legs
are an outgrowth of her pussy, and you can get a pretty good idea of what kind of pussy a woman has by looking at what kind of legs she has. It is a rule of nature that strong, plump, muscular legs always spring from a strong, juicy, muscular pussy, and there can never be one without the other.
And I can't even begin to tell you how important it is to a woman to have a really good pussy on her ... and not just so she can make guys happy with it, either. Women and their pussies ... it's like men and their balls. You know ... when some guy is really brave, or especially tough, they always say that he's "got a lot of balls." Well, it's no different for women ... it's all right there in her pussy. That's where all of her female strength comes from ... that's where you can really find out what she's made of.
Any time you see a woman strutting around in her super-short skirt, proudly showcasing her hot, sexy legs, she isn't just trying to turn you on with her shapely limbs; she is showing everyone who cares to look, man or woman alike, that she must be one hell of a woman, because with legs like that, you just
know that she's got to have a hot, sexy pussy to match.
One could hardly expect that Jason, being a red-blooded American male, could endure the daily temptation that he was being subjected to without finally succumbing to it ... and it wasn't very long before he began an affair with the sexiest and most beautiful of all of his secretaries. She was a woman with kind of eye-popping, jaw-dropping, traffic-stopping beauty that you would expect to find on a fashion runway, or at a photo-shoot at the beach, and not in the dreary confines of an office building. She was a 23 year old single woman by the name of Rachel.
Rachel was a party girl, and she always dressed for work with the same nasty look that she used when she was out hitting the clubs. She was a brash, rambunctious, saucy young woman with long, thick honey-brown hair and sparkling emerald-green eyes who was proud of her Irish heritage, and who swore that she could drink any man under the table. The way she was built, you wouldn't doubt it. She was a big, strong, healthy girl ... and I mean that in a totally feminine way ... tall and lean and incredibly shapely ...
with big, healthy boobs, and a flat, hard stomach, and tight, full, rounded hips.
And half of her 5'9" frame was all legs ... strong, muscular, shapely legs stretching out for miles and miles from underneath the tight, ultra-short skirts that she always wore. Thick, luscious, juicy legs with plump, smooth, oily skin which was tanned to a deep, rich, glowing bronze perfection.
Starting at the deep ridges which ran from her plump, sexy toes up to the high arched mounds at the top of her feet; to the prominent, rounded knobs and luscious dips on either side of her wide, chunky ankles; to the smooth, long, heavy, glossy shinbones; to the thick, curving, bulging calves which had deep indentations running up the outsides where the muscle attaches to the bone; to the perfectly rectangular kneecaps surrounded on all four sides by sexy little dips; to the sexy sunken hollows, ridges and lines behind the knees; all the way up through the thighs, which were absolutely stupendous bulging cylinders of solid, creamy flesh; they were the best damned legs that Jason had ever seen in his life, and they made her absolutely irresistable to him. Even the other secretaries had to agree that she was, hands down, the one with the best legs in the entire office.
Jason had a huge desk in his office with a clear glass top which was totally transparent, and through which he could see the legs of whoever was sitting across from him. At least once a day, he would call a meeting at his desk during which all of his secretaries would come together and sit in front him to go over the status of the business. Of course, he would always use the occasion to get an eyefull of all of the sexy legs which were on display out in front of him.
Whenever Rachel was in a particularly naughty and mischievous mood, she knew exactly how to get Jason hot and bothered. Just before the meeting, she would run to the ladies room and rub her legs down with lotion, so that they would look especially glossy and smooth. Then she would position herself right in front of him at his desk so that he would have a clear, unobstructed view, and put on a show for him with her legs; sensuously slipping and sliding them across one another, seductively crossing and uncrossing them so that he could get a peek of her hot, moist panties, and teasingly pushing the hem of her skirt further and further up her legs by stroking her long, sexy fingernails over the tops of her bulging, creamy thighs.
Every secretary in the place could predict exactly what was going to happen next. Just as sure as night follows day, as soon as the meeting was over, Jason always buzzed Rachel, and all they needed to see was the nasty, triumphant look on her face to know that he had just canceled whatever plans he had for that evening with his wife, and he was going to fuck her brains out.
As fate would have it, one of Jason's sexy secretaries had to go out on maternity leave, and this gave him the perfect opportunity to look for a new, even sexier, replacement. All he had to do was to take one look at Katrina, a 22 year old knockout with reddish-brown hair who was coming straight out of college, to know that she was the one.
Katrina was a tall, strapping, buxom hunk of a girl who was living proof of the fact that a woman doesn't have to be delicate and fragile in order to be thoroughly feminine and totally sexy. Although she was known as a "female jock" in college, there wasn't a woman around who could fill out a dress better... and knock all of the guys on their asses faster ... than she could. She walked with the swagger of an athlete ... powerful hips swinging wildly up and down ... big, heavy, spherical tits bobbing like a teeter-totter over her tight, narrow waist ... sturdy, muscular legs driving sharp spike heels against the floor with loud, solid claps. She was a woman with an air of physical confidence about her which comes from knowing that you just happen to be bigger, and stronger, and much better looking ... than anyone else around.
Katrina was a sorority girl, and after having indulged in 4 carefree years consisting of spring breaks, beer-busts, wild parties, and the usual college lifestyle of uninterupted drinking and carousing, the sudden transition to the serious business world came as something of a shock to her. For women who have the looks, sleeping with the boss is a tried and true way of getting by without having too much pressure put on them. Since Jason was a pretty decent looking guy, and Katrina certainly had the looks, she immediately
decided that that was the best way for her to take control of the situation. It was an open secret that Rachel was his lover, and Katrina hadn't even been there for a couple of hours before she discovered exactly who her competion was.
Although none of the other secretaries were particularly happy to see a woman as good looking as Katrina joining them, no one was more displeased than Rachel. From the very first moment that Jason introduced the two of them, you could feel the tension between them. They just stood there, right in front of each other, for what seemed like an eternity ... staring straight right into each other's eyes ... like they were engaging in some kind of test of wills or something.
From the moment that she started working there, just about everything that Katrina did seemed purposely designed to get on Rachel's nerves. Even though, at 5'9", Katrina was just as tall as her rival, she always wore wicked platform shoes with 5 inch spiked heels, so that she would tower over Rachel whenever she stood by her. Before you knew it, Rachel had added a whole new set of shoes to her collection, matching Katrina inch for inch.
Joining in on the usual office chitchat, Katrina was fond of telling stories about her wild escapades in Palm Springs, Daytona Beach, and other famous spring-break venues. Nothing would annoy Rachel more than to hear Katrina bragging about her sexual exploits and her drinking prowess. She seemed to be constantly boasting about how she would totally wear the guys out in bed, and how she could always keep up, drink for drink, with even the biggest football players; a talent which she attributed to the fact that she came
from hearty Russian stock. At one point, the girls in the office almost suceeded in goading the two women into sitting face to face across a table and engaging in a drinking contest; slamming down tequilas until one of them passed out.
But above all else, the thing that annoyed Rachel the most about Katrina were her legs. In college, Katrina had been the star of the women's soccer team, and she never tired of explaining how nothing could possibly be better than soccer for the development of the leg muscles, and how her her strong,
shapely, sexy legs were the result of years and years of playing soccer. Even Rachel couldn't deny that the bitch had a great pair of legs; long, muscular, curvaceous legs that dipped in and came out and dipped in and came out again at amazingly steep angles ... and which were tanned to an incredibly dark, rich, moist copper-brown. Yeah ... the bitch had a great pair of legs allright ... but as far as Rachel was concerned ... no way were they as good as hers.
Even with the annoying distraction of the new girl in the office, as far as Rachel's affair with the boss was concerned ... things were going along pretty much as normal ... until one day ... something happened which shook Rachel's confidence to its foundation.
Jason called one of his daily meetings, and all of the secretaries, Rachel and Katrina included, assembled in front of his desk. Feeling particularly frisky that day, Rachel put on one of her sexy little "leg shows" for her boss, and then sat at her desk afterwards, waiting for the inevitable buzz to come. Nothing happened.
Confounded and concerned, Rachel tried it again a couple of days later, only this time she went out of her way to make it hotter and sexier than ever. She smiled at Jason, and he smiled knowingly back at her. This time, she was absolutely sure that it would work. But once again, nothing happened.
Rachel was absolutely crushed. She began to seriously doubt herself. Clearly, she was losing her power over Jason, but she didn't know why. She knew that it couldn't possibly have been his wife who was the cause of it. Did he find someone else? She suspected that it was more than just a coincidence that this happened only a couple of weeks after Katrina had started there, but she couldn't really say for sure that it was her.
One day, Rachel was in a stall in the ladies room when Katrina and another secretary walked in and chattered loudly as they touched up their make up in the mirror. Katrina seemed on top of the world, and she could barely contain the enthusiasm in her voice.
"I can't believe what a stupid, pathetic bitch that Rachel is ... " she laughed, " ... running to the bathroom and oiling her legs ... what a joke!! You know what I do?" she said, leaning over to her co-worker as if sharing an intimate secret with her, but still speaking loudly enough so that Rachel could hear her. "Even though I know that I have much better legs than she does, I'm not the kind of woman who leaves anything to chance. Right before the meeting, as soon as I see her running to the bathroom, I quickly slip my panties off and put them in a drawer. Then I lick my fingers and rub my clit a couple of times. It doesn't take more than a couple of strokes before it swells up and pops right out over the skin, and my pussy gets all hot and wet. Then I sit down right next to her at the meeting. While she's rubbing her pathetic legs together like a cricket, I'm spreading mine and showing him what I got between 'em. When he sees my exposed clit, his eyes get as wide as saucers. But what really makes him go nuts is how I can make my lips open and close all by themselves. The stupid bitch is sitting there thinking that he's looking at her, and all the while, I'm giving him the show of his life."
Rachel was shocked. It was all she could do to restrain herself from charging out of her stall and ripping Katrina's hair out right then and there. Then ... she heard the worst part of all.
"I just love to watch the look on her face while she's sitting there like an idiot, waiting and waiting to get buzzed. She's so stupid that she never even figured out that, after the shows that I had been putting on for him, he started buzzing me instead. And you know what he told me ... " Katrina said, with enormous pride in her voice, " ... he told me that my pussy squeezes his dick much harder that hers ever could, and that he cums better with me than with any other woman that he's ever been with."
Those last words hit Rachel like a punch in the gut. Every man that she had ever been with had made it a point to tell her that she had the hottest, tightest, strongest pussy that they had ever felt, and that no woman had ever made them cum harder. If there was one thing in the world that she was totally proud of, it was how strong her pussy was; how hard she could squeeze a man's dick with it; how good she could make him cum. Jason himself constantly told her how amazed he was at the strength of her womanhood, and how he had never felt anything like it. And now ... he was telling those very same things to this other bitch. Rachel was devastated.
Jason had been out of town for the last couple of days, but the memo on Katrina's desk instructed her to meet him in his office at 6:00 P.M. This was just perfect, she thought to herself. He must be just getting back to town ... and he just can't wait to see her. All of the other secretaries would have already left for the day, and it would be just the two of them, all alone. To her it meant that she had totally conquered him as her lover, and that he had choosen her over Rachel ... just as she always knew that he would.
As luck would have it, Katrina was wearing his favorite outfit; a tight, sexy, ultra-short miniskirt, a satin shirt tied into a knot right under her bulging boobs, hard, rippled, bare midriff, and bare, tanned, shapely copper
colored legs running all the way down to her sexy 5 inch stilletto heels. Just for the fun of it, Katrina took off her panties and rubbed her clit with her wet fingers a couple of times so that it would swell up and pop out, and then she seated herself in front of Jason's desk, waiting impatiently for him to arrive.
The door open behind Katrina and slammed shut again, and she heard the sound of the handle being locked. "This is really hot ... " she thought to herself. He's so turned on that he can't even wait to get me to his apartment, and he's gonna fuck me right here on the desk!"
Imagine Katrina's surprise when, before she could even turn around to look behind her, a pair of long, bronze, sexy bare legs suddenly appeared beside her own, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw the super short skirt, bare midriff, stretchy tube-top, and nasty 5 inch platform heels which could only belong to Rachel, plop right down in the secretarial chair right next to hers.
"Did you rub your clit to make it grow before you came in here, bitch?" Rachel sneered, looking her straight in the eyes. "Well guess what ... this time ... I'm not wearing any panties either ... and I don't have to play with my clit to make it get big for me. Here ... take a look ... " she said, as she swiveled her chair so as to face Katrina, and opened her legs wide.
You could see Katrina's eyes widening in shock as she gazed at Rachel's big, engorged, purple-red clit throbbing out in her direction. "Check this out... " she said, as she lewedly opened and closed her soaking wet lips using the strength of her pussy alone.
While Katrina was momentarily stunned by the sight of her rival's powerful pussy, Rachel reached out with her left leg and gently swiveled Katrina's secretarial chair around so that they were now facing each other. Pushing off with her back leg, she quickly rolled her chair forward, bumping the fronts of the two chairs together.
Before Katrina knew what was happening, Rachel suddenly raised her right leg over Katrina's left, while at the same time slipping her left leg under her right. "Now let me show you who's pussy can squeeze harder, you fucking cunt!!" she growled, as she tilted her pelvis upward and gripped the backrest of Katrina's chair with her long, muscular legs, forcefully pulling herself inward toward Katrina.
Sliding forward on her plump, round ass, Rachel's ultra-short skirt bunched up under her, and slid all the way up over her hips, unveiling the full glory of her hot, luscious pussy as it closed in rapidly on Katrina's crotch. It was an absolutely awesome sight. The entire length of her juicy pussy lips protruded at least an inch in front of the full, tightly coiled, dark brown mat of her pubic hair, which was glimmering with brilliant droplets of her thick, pungent female syrup. Rachel's swollen, marble-sized, purple-red clit
pushed its way out through the folds and you could see it jutting and throbbing powerfully straight out over the opening of her womanhood. In between the folds, you could catch a quick glimpse of the tender, slippery, pink peeled skin of the muscular insides of her lips, as she quickly opened
them up and prepared to lock them against the pussy lips of another woman.
Wrapping her sexy calves firmly around the backrest of Katrina's chair, Rachel's bulging, creamy thighs pressed tightly against Katrina's, and her forward motion caused Katrina's skirt to ride high up around her luscious hips, exposing her wet, steamy pussy to full view as Rachel's womanhood was rapidly converging on it. Even the incredibly thick, shaggy thatch of reddish-brown hair which covered Katrina's pussy was not enough to conceal her brawny, dark-brown labia and her fully engorged, ruby-red clit bulging out beyond them. In the instant before they met, Rachel quickly looked down at her intended target, and she could immediately see that Katrina's lips looked impressively thick and sinewy, while the clit which she was even at that moment aiming at with her very own was every bit as large, and fully erect, as her own.
Coiled, dark-brown pubic hair crunched into and intertwined with thick,reddish brown pubic hair and a loud, wet, squishy sound echoed through the empty room as the moist, blazing, slippery flesh of Rachel's pussy slapped directly into the damp, slick, torrid flesh of Katrina's pussy. Both women moaned in pain as they could immediately feel the scorching heat of the other's pussy burning the tender flesh of their own, even as their pungent pussy juices intermingled and scalded each other's pussies like acid.
Even though she was caught completely off guard, Katrina could feel herpowerful clitoris spontaneously reacting to the direct contact with the clitoris of an enemy female ... feeling its way along Rachel's clit completely on its own, and immediately adjusting itself so that it was pressed completely flush against the enemy clit which was assaulting it. The tough, fibrous meat of their labia pushed tightly into each other, front to front, and you could actually see the flesh itself contracting against each other as they struggled to mash each other into pulp.
While Katrina's entire body shuddered from shock and pain, Rachel, using the strength of her womanhood alone, quickly opened her labia, and you could see Katrina's sticky pussy lips separating as Rachel wedged her right lip deeply in between them, causing Katrina's left lip to settle into the opening
between Rachel's lips. As the raw, peeled flesh of the inside of Rachel's right pussy lip plastered itself flush against the pink, tender tissue of the inside of Katrina's left lip, each women felt a powerful burning sensation which traveled straight up the soft, moist, mucousy walls of the insides of her pussy, all the way up into her uterus.
Before Katrina had the chance to regain her senses and react, Rachel immediately clamped down as hard as she could on Katrina's left lip, trapping it between her two lips and biting deeply into it. Katrina's head snapped violently backward, and you could hear her high-pitched screams of pain all
they way down on the street in front of the building, as she made the terrifying realization that Rachel had taken her by completely surprise, and had been able to catch her unprepared pussy lip in a powerful lip-lock between her own.
"Here, bitch ... " Rachel sneered as she pressed her lips together with all of her might, painfully pinching Katrina's helpless lip between them. " ... now tell me how you can squeeze Jason's dick harder than I can."
You could hear Katrina's low, sexy, muffled moans, and see the incredible agony contorting her gorgeous face, as she looked down with pained eyes through the thicket of interlocking, contrasting enemy pubic hair to observe the two juicy, muscular, inherently hostile female sexual organs locked in tight, deadly, intimate combat. Her sexy hazel eyes widened in disbelief at the sight which greeted her within the hot, narrow confines between their luscious thighs. Rachel's tightly clenched pussy lips had completely surrounded her left lip, flattening it out and causing the flesh to spread out at the top and bottom like strawberry jam.
Katrina instinctively concentrated all of her strength into her musclular pussy in order to free herself, and you could see her lower abdomen and the top of her pubic mound sucking in and puffing back out again as she strained to dislodge her left lip from between Rachel's powerful labia. She quickly discovered that her lip was compressed so tightly that it was paraylized, and she could barely cause it to move at all. You could see Katrina's thick right lip bunching up and straining against the outside of Rachel's left as she desperately pushed against it in a futile effort to weaken the hold. It was immediately clear to Katrina that it was no use. With her left lip completely immobilized, she couldn't possibly exert enough pressure with her
right lip alone to break the vice-like grip which Rachel had on her.
"Go ahead, slut ... push all you want ... " Rachel sneered as she tightened her grip and violently yanked Katrina's helpless lip to one side, " ... no one has ever been able to get out of one of my lip-locks. I'm not letting go until I ground this putrid, smelly piece of meat of yours into hamburger." You could see Rachel's sexy, jutting hipbones swiveling ever so slightly up and down as she began pulling and stretching Katrina's helpless lip back and forth as if she intended to rip it right off of her pussy.
Even as she squealed in pain, Katrina understood the urgency of the situation in which she suddenly found herself. For the first time in her life, her powerful pussy was completely helpless. Her entire body shuddered with fright at the realization that another woman's pussy was even then viciously biting her own, and she was absolutely powerless to bite it back. The pinching, crushing pain was more intense than anything which she had ever experienced in her entire life, and she could feel the muscles of her left lip stretching out and tearing as Rachel pulled against it. After weeks of secretly checking Rachel out and wondering whether the lame-ass bitch even had the slightest clue of how to fight with her pussy, Katrina was getting her answer in the worst way possible. It was far and away the strongest pussy bite that she had ever felt.
Katrina read the savage look in Rachel's eyes, and immediately recognized her deadly intentions. The bitch was trying to quickly put her pussy out of commission by inflicting so much damage to her left lip that she wouldn't be able to bite with it any more. And then ... she intended to chew her defenseless womanhood into mincemeat. She realized that if she allowed the punishment which she was enduring to go on for much longer, the bitch was going to succeed. Katrina's ass muscles tightened sensuously, and you could see her luscious hips swiveling in unison with Rachel's as she followed her movements, so as to lessen the strain of the ripping, tearing motion being applied to her hamstrung pussy lip. She was overcome with the urge to pull back, but she quickly realized that that would be the worst possible thing that she could do. With the firm grip which Rachel had on her lip, pulling back would only result in stretching and tearing her flesh even further.
Rachel smiled maliciously when she saw the look of panic in Katrina's face. "You should be afraid, bitch ... " Rachel spat, " ... because I'm going to pull your lip so far out of shape that it's going to be flapping down around your fucking knees ... and then my pussy cat is going to eat yours for lunch."
Katrina's heart began pounding violently in her chest, and she felt the potent mixture of hot blood and adrenalin rushing into her pussy and pumping up her already erect, engorged clitoris. As her clit throbbed wildly outwards, she suddenly became aware of the firm, hard resistence of Rachel's erect clit pressing tightly against it. In a flash, Katrina knew exactly what she had to do.
Letting her pussy-lips go completely limp, Katrina focused all of the strength in her body into the tiny bundle of muscles around her clit. In one violent motion, she surged her clit powerfully outward, straight against the enemy clit which was pressing against it, while at the same time sliding forward in her seat and jamming her crotch as tightly as possible into Rachel's.
Rachel's honey-brown locks tumbled all around her beautiful face and she doubled over as if she had been punched in the gut. Moaning deeply from a combination of shock and pain, you could see the sexy triangle of her dark brown pubic hair visibly bulging upward, and the muscles of her shapely legs spasmotically jerking back and forth, as Rachel felt her clit being violently driven all the way back up into her body. Even through the gut-wrenching, excruciating pain, Rachel could not the escape the overwhelming sense of shame that welled up inside of her. There is no greater humiliation that a woman can suffer ... than to have her clit pushed inside of her by the clit of another woman.
Katrina's eyes were beaming in triumph as she looked at Rachel. "What a weak ... ouuufff ... woman you are. You should be ashamed of yourself. Just look at what my ... ugh ... clit did to yours."
Rachel had been taken completely by surprise. Her jaw dropped slightly and her eyes widened as she looked straight into the beautiful face of her enemy. No woman had ever been able to do that to her clit before. She immediately realized that she had been concentrating so single-mindedly on grinding Katrina's helpless pussy lip to a pulp, that she had left her clit completely unprotected. If nothing else, the unbearable pain which radiated up through her womb and into the pit of her stomach was a warning to Rachel that she had locked up with a really nasty bitch ... who knew how to fight with every part of her pussy.
To her enormous relief, Katrina could feel Rachel's pussy lips trembling violently as she shoved her clit up into her body, and the hold which she had on her slackened just enough to allow her to quickly pull her sore, aching left pussy lip out of harm's way. As she looked at the face of the woman who had just inflicted such grievous, excruciating pain to the most sensitive and intimate parts of her womanhood, a flash of violent anger suddenly came over Katrina's beautiful face.
As Rachel sat there frozen in shock and pain, Katrina reached out and grabbed her by her sexy, bare shoulders. You could see Kaltrina's powerful ass muscles bulging sensuously, and both women's plump butts rising and falling several inches in their seats, as Katrina forcefully jerked her pelvis up and down, and up and down, over and over again, while simultaneously pushing down on Rachel's shoulders ... wedging their luscious pussies ever more tightly against each other, and jamming Rachel's imprisoned clit deeper and deeper into body.
"You ... ugh ... fucking ... ugh ... whore ... " she grunted, punctuating each word with a vicious thrust of her pelvis, " ... I'm going to push your puny clit so far into your guts that its gonna squirt out of your belly-button."
You could hear Rachel's deep, involuntary, rhytmic grunts coming straight from the pit of her stomach; ... ugh ... ugh ... ugh ... as her luscious ass bounced up and down in her seat, and her swollen clit was jolted further and further into her womb. Her clit was so tightly compressed inside of her that it felt like it was going to burst, and all of her insides quaked with squeezing, cramping agony. Racked with mind numbing pain, Rachel began to lose her balance, and she blindly reached out and held herself up with handfulls of Katrina's long, reddish-brown hair. Her entire body shuddered so violently that the two interlocked women tumbled sideways out of their chairs and onto the floor, disengaging their warring pussies from one another.
Lying on her side momentarily stunned, Rachel suddenly felt Katrina's ankles clamping down tightly around her own ... and before she even knew what hit her ... she was forcibly rolled her over onto her back ... as Katrina swung her long, shapely, copper-brown legs straight up into the air over her pelvis ... dragging Rachel's muscular golden-bronze limbs right up there along with them.
In a flash ... the two gorgeous women were lying flat on their backs directly opposite each other ... with their nasty 5 inch spike heeled shoes sticking straight up in the air between them ... and the entire length of the backs of their smooth, shapely, glossy bare legs ... from the sexy little creases just above their heels ... all the way down to the incredibly deep channels at the plump bottoms of their ass cheeks ... completely exposed to one another ... and resting flush against each other.
It was every leg-man's wet dream ... two pairs of the hottest, sexiest, shapliest legs that you could ever imagine ... one pair a deep, dark copper brown ... the other pair a rich, creamy golden bronze ... both equally thick and curvey and meaty ... sticking straight up in the air right alongside each other ... and perfectly lined up with each other ... back to back ... so that you could see all of their incredible dips and curves and bulges ... from the deep arches behind their thick, chunky ankles ... to their swollen, jutting calves ... to the sexy hollows and creases at the backs of their knees ... all the way up through their big, solid, beefy thighs ... coming together ... and then running away from each other ... and then curving back into each other again ... at all of the same places ... like they were being held up to a mirror. Even this way ... even lined up right next each other ... even resting right on top of each other back to back ... it was impossible to tell which pair of legs were stronger, and shaplier, and sexier.
That ... was the question that Katrina was determined to settle once and for all ... and you could tell from the look of dread on Rachel's face that she was fully aware of the vulnerable position that her opponent had put her in. The tender and sensitive backs of her legs were completely open and exposed ... and it was too late for her to do anything about it but grit her teeth ... and brace herself for what was coming.
Katrina's powerful leg muscles bulged sensuously as she immediately pressed her shapely, glossy calves straight into the very same part of Rachel's legs ... and started viciously stroking them up and down and up and down ... over and over again. "I've just been dying for the chance to get ahold of your skinny little legs with mine ... " she spat as smooth, creamy, naked flesh glided sensuously over smooth, creamy, naked flesh, " ... my legs are gonna peel the skin right off of yours!"
As Katrina mashed her thick, meaty calves directly against her opponent's equally brawny and curvaceous limbs, sexy female part assaulted sexy female part ... and you could see Rachel's calves visibly quivering from the contact ... and streaks of red appearing everywhere that Katrina's skin touched her's ... as if it had been scraped by sandpaper. In nature ... every sexy part of a woman's body is organically hostile and naturally toxic to it's sexy counterpart in the body of another woman ... and once coming into direct physical contact with it ... will immediately set out to annihilate it.
"Owwww ... you fucking cunt ... " Rachel groaned as she instinctively rubbed and scraped her aching calves right back against the limbs which were attacking them. "You don't know how long I've been waiting for this ... I'm going to sand your fucking legs flat with mine!" You could see Katrina's face contorting in pain as she felt her adversary's dark, moist, golden bronze flesh sticking to her own like hot wax ... stinging it and burning it ... and leaving long red stripes running all the way up and down her sexy copper-brown skin ... as evidence of the contact which had occurred between them.
With their long, darkly tanned, incredibly proportioned legs stretching high up into the air between them, Rachel and Katrina dueled with their calves, violently mashing and stroking and scraping them up and down and back and forth across each other over and over and over again ... rubbing them together to see who's were sexier. Slick, oily golden-bronze flesh slipped and slid and glided over smooth, creamy copper-brown flesh ... and you could actually see their hot, moist skin visibly assaulting each other ... plastering themselves against each other and burning and stinging each other ... even as you could see each woman's flesh visibly recoiling and quivering from the painful contact.
You could tell from the look of urgency and desperation in both women's beautiful eyes ... as well as from the utter malice with which they pressed their calves into each other ... that they were engaged in something far more serious than simple leg wrestling ... something which went way beyond mere flesh and bone and muscle ... something where there was alot more at stake than maybe some soreness and a few bumps and bruises. These two gorgeous women were locked in an absolutely deadly, high stakes struggle of sexy female part versus sexy female part ... a mystical, feminine struggle in which each woman fully intended to utterly destroy the beauty of the other woman's legs ... by directly exposing them to the beauty of her own ... a struggle in which each woman fully intended to shrink down and flatten the other woman's calves ... by rubbing her own against them.
"You ... uggg .... just make me ... uhhhh ... want to puke ... " Rachel puffed with venom while energetically stroking her legs up and down, " ... prancing around the office showing off your pathetic legs like they're just soooooo fucking hot and sexy. Well look at your sexy legs now, bitch ... all covered with red marks ... they don't look so sexy anymore ... with mine pressing against them."
"Ha! ... look who's talking ... " Katrina spat back, " ... check out those big... uggh ... ugly welts I'm leaving on your legs. Just keep watching ... bitch ... and you'll see what happens. I've shrunk down much better legs than yours ... uggghhh ... with these babies."
Rachel's emerald green eyes blazed with rage. "You really think so, slut? ... well then come on, Miss Hot Legs ... " she challenged, trapping Katrina's calves in a vicious leg lock and violently jerking her calf muscles straight into the muscles of her rival, " ... lets just see how strong and sexy your legs really are. I'm gonna snap your fucking legs in two."
Katrina's thick, heavy flesh quaked in pain ... and you could see her powerful calves flattening out and caving in as she desperately wrapped them around Rachel's and answered her by repeatedly contracting her own muscles head on into the surging muscles of her rival. " Ohhhh ... you fucking whore ... " Katrina moaned, squeezing and pumping with all of her might, " ... I'm gonna make you pay for that! ... you're going to be walking around on bony little pegs by the time I get through with you!!" You could see Katrina's dark, meaty calves visibly inflating with each powerful contraction of her muscles ... and regaining their sexy, curved appearance even as they flattened the enemy limbs which were pressing against them.
With their incredibly proportioned legs entwined high up in the air between them ... you could see the two sexy women lining up the muscles of their calves so that they were laying right on top of each other ... and then struggling to crush each other's muscles directly with their own ... violently pumping and jerking and tightening them straight into each other ... over and over and over again. You could see thick, juicy bronze flesh and moist, meaty copper flesh trembling and writhing and straining against each other, alternately bulging out and sinking in ... flattening the other and then being flattened ... pushing the other back and then being pushed back in turn.
As their long, shapely legs snaked in and out and in and out between each other ... furiously wrapping and squeezing and unwrapping ... only to wrap and squeeze unwrap again ... each woman catching and trapping and squeezing the other's legs harder and faster and tighter ... you could see the them gradually pulling each other closer and closer together ... and involving more and more of the length of their legs ... until the moist, tender insides of their thighs finally made hot, sticky contact for the very first time ... causing both women to shudder in pain ... and sending a long, nasty red streak running down the insides of each of their thighs ... all the way to their knees.
Their plump, luscious asses bumped right up against each other ... and you could see their tight, rounded cheeks sensuously brushing back and forth across each other ... both butts visibly quivering and reddening from the contact. Rachel could feel the full, thick tuft of Katrina's reddish-brown pubic hair tickling the insides of her thighs, and she immediately latched onto it with her powerful pussy lips. "How does this feel, bitch? ... " she growled, painfully yanking Katrina's pubies from side to side, " ... your pussy's gonna be completely bald by the time I get through with it."
"Owww, you fucking slut ... " Katrina cried as she lifted her beautiful head and looked across at Rachel, " ... you're just soooo fucking pathetic ... pulling my hairs with your pussy. That's how little girls fight." Reaching over with both hands, she grabbed her miniskirt, which by now was bundled up all the way around her waist. "Come on, bitch!!! ... " she challenged, as she ripped her skirt from her body, leaving her completely nude from the tops of her shoes all the way up to the bottom of her bulging boobs. " ... lets fight like real women ... lets bite meat again ... if you have the guts!!!"
Rachel immediately reached down with one hand ... and tore the sheer material of her skirt away from her body, so that now both sexy women were nude from the middle of their rib cages all the way down to their sexy, high heeled shoes.
Tilting their beautiful heads to one side so that they could look each other in the eyes, the two beautiful women slowly unwrapped their legs from one another ... and spread them wide open above them in the shape of a "V". As their legs spread open, you could see Rachel's purple-red clit and Katrina's ruby-red clit popping high up over their luscious pussies ... throbbing and pulsing from naked female confrontation ... and looking bigger, and fuller, and firmer than ever before.
Without exchanging a word between them, each woman allowed the other to rest her right heel on the top of her left foot. After all that these two gorgeous women had been through together, if there was one thing that they knew about each other, it was that their opponent didn't need any instructions on how to position her legs ... in order to bring their pussies together to fight.
Looking at each other challengingly in the eyes, they let go simultaneously, letting their interlocking legs slide across each other all the way down to the floor in such a way that each woman had her right leg on top of the other woman's left. As their smooth, shiny legs glided over one another, you could see both women tightening their sexy stomachs in anticipation of the agonizing moment when moist, hot, muscular womanhood meets moist, hot, muscular womanhood.
In the instant before their full pussies came together, you could catch afleeting glimpse of Rachel's gummy, marble-sized, purple-red clit pasting itself against Katrina's plump, sticky, ruby-red clit ... their thin, mucousy walls adhering to each other like the backs of postage stamps. When their heels crashed to the floor, the room was filled with their deep, incredibly erotic groans of female sexual anguish ... as both women felt their swollen clits painfully compressing each other within the limited confines of their bulging thighs ... jammed together in a space ... which wasn't nearly big enough ... to hold the both of them.
Lying flat on their backs, with their sexy shoes up around each other's shoulders, and with their shapely limbs interlocked so that each woman had her right leg over her opponent's left, the the two women's succulent pussies were exactly level with each other, and the entire length of their womanhood met each other face to face, so that every inch of Rachel's pussy was fully exposed to, and accessible to, every inch of Katrina's pussy.
You could see their muscular ass-cheeks bulging and tightening and their sexy hips swiveling back and forth as the two gorgeous women shimmied into each other along the thick, white shag carpeting, pressing their burning crotches as close to each other as possible, mashing their clits even more tightly together, and then locking them in place with their powerful thighs.
As they felt the muscular thighs of their adversary clamping down tightly on their own, each woman suddenly realized that the most tender and sensitive part of her womanhood was now irreversibly trapped right up against the powerful womanhood of a vicious enemy female, and that the two warring pussies were inextricably locked together in mortal combat within the hot, tight space between their thighs. A chill ran down each woman's spine as she realized that it was now utterly impossible for her to free her pussy from the clutches the other. Neither woman intended to let the other pull her pussy away from her own, until she had thoroughly and completely ripped it to shreds.
"Ooooohhhhh ... " Rachel groaned, as she felt Katrina's powerful pussy-lips biting deeply into her own. "What's the matter, bitch ... " Katrina sneered, tilting her head to one side to look at Rachel, " ... you don't like it when the pussy that you're biting can bite yours back, do you? You caught me by surprise before, and now I'm gonna make you pay for it by chewing your pussy to pieces."
Tilting her head to look Katrina in the eyes, Rachel watched her beautiful face contort in pain as she clamped down on the labia which was wedged between her own. "That's OK cunt ... " she spat, " ... go ahead and bite me, because every time you do, you have to give my pussy something to chew on too. Now you'll find out that my meat is a lot tougher than yours, and that I can bite a lot harder, too."
"Ooowwww ... " Katrina moaned, as she constricted her labia as tightly as she could around the lip that was between them. " ... I'll show you whose meat is tougher ... when I'm through with you, your pussy will look like hamburger."
You could see the strain in both women's faces, and all of the sexy muscles of their thighs and asses flexing and bulging, as each woman bore down with everything that she had on the pussy lip which was trapped between her own. The tiny muscles of their thick, juicy labia contracted directly against each other and struggled to crush each other, even as the moist, steamy, insides of their lips scalded each other from the contact alone.
Both women looked down through the dense bush of interlocking pubic hair to see what was happening between the two sexy pairs of warring pussy lips. With the muscles of their lips fully clenched and biting into each other equally, neither woman was able to crush and flatten the labia which was between her own, and inflict the kind of pain and damage that Rachel had succeeded in doing during her surprise attack. As they watched their full, thick lips bulging and straining against each other, each woman realized that she was now locked in a war of attrition, and that she would first have to wear down her rival's labia ... gradually weakening them by repeatedly biting and squeezing and grinding them between her own ... before she could finally crush them ... once and for all.
Maintaining her grip on Rachel's labia, Katrina tightened the muscles of her swollen, erect clitoris. "How does this feel, whore ... " she grunted, as she forcefully thrust it outward against the throbbing clit which was tightly compressed on top of it. "I know that you got a weak clit, because I had it pushed all the way up into your ovaries before you jumped out of your chair to get away. Now that I got you down here on the floor, there's no place for you to run. My clit needs room to breath, which means your clit has to go."
"Oh no you don't, slut ... " Rachel yelled as she quickly stiffened her clit and pushed it back against Katrina's, " ... you just got lucky the last time, but now I'm ready for you. My clit can out-push yours any day."
Buried deep inside the thick, dark, multi-colored tangle of rival pubic hair, Rachel's purple-red clit and Katrina's ruby-red clit trembled and jerked violently as they strained against each other, each struggling to push the other back into the enemy female body from which it came. Even as they kept their muscular pussy lips tightly locked together, the two gorgeous women viciously jabbed their swollen, throbbing clits into each other, and you could see the two luscious clits moving in unison, first in the direction of one woman, and then the other, before coming to a standstill an equal distance between them.
Rachel saw the look of frustration in Katrina's eyes, and smiled at her mockingly. Enraged, you could see Katrina's hard, flat, sexy stomach sucking in and puffing out furiously as she viciously pumped her clit right into Rachel's over and over again with all of her might, resolutely striving to drive it up into her body as she had done before. With their luscious loins fused together as one, Rachel could feel Katrina's ass muscles bulging, and her thighs tightening around her own, in the instant before each of her clit surges, signaling her that it was coming. With each signal, Rachel surged her own powerful clit directly into Katrina's, timing it so that they swelled outward and mashed into each other simultaneously. Thin, sticky ruby-red flesh bulged sensuously against moist, tender purple-red flesh with equal force, so that neither clit was able to push the other back.
"Go ahead, cunt ... " Rachel taunted, contracting the muscles of her clit and surging it against Katrina's in order to mock her, " ... go ahead and show me how you're a better woman than I am ... try and push me in now."
Rachel suddenly noticed that Katrina had lifted both of her arms off of the thick, white carpeting, and she raised her head up to see what she was up to. She watched in bewilderment as Katrina quickly undid the knot in the front of her shirt. "Don't be so proud of yourself yet ... " Katrina said as the material of her shirt fell loosly to her sides, and her big, round, naked breasts and long, thick, reddish-brown nipples jutted straight up in the air above her, " ... I'm still going to show you that I am much more of a woman than you are, and my clit is still going to push yours all the way in." Rachel was immediately impressed by the fact that, even lying flat on her back, Katrina's tits didn't fall down into her armpits like most women's do, but barely drooped at all as they stood high up on her chest.
Katrina quickly licked the fingers of both hands and began sensuously stroking both of her nipples simultaneously with her long, red nails and her wet, slippery fingertips. While Rachel watched in awe, Katrina's nipples immediately responded to the stimulation, throbbing and hardening and growing out right before her eyes.
"Ooohhh, yeah ... " Katrina moaned erotically, " ... that feels so fucking good! You see how hot and sexy my nipples are? ... you see them getting bigger and bigger? ... well guess what, bitch ... it isn't just my nips that are getting excited."
Even as she was speaking, Rachel could feel Katrina's clit heating up and swelling, painfully compressing her own as it expanded against it. "Can you feel that, cunt ... " Katrina groaned with delight as she sensuously ran her fingertips around and around her throbbing nipples, " ... can you feel my clit filling up and getting bigger, growning right against yours?" A bolt of fear raced through Rachel's pounding heart as she realized that the enemy clit which was even then locked tightly against her own had suddenly become bigger and harder than her's was.
Katrina lifted her head and looked at Rachel's panic-stricken face. "Now you're scared to death, aren't you, bitch. Well you should be. And you call yourself a woman. You don't even know the meaning of the word sex. I'll bet you didn't even know that there's a direct pipeline between the nips and the clit. Here ... let me demostrate." Katrina tweaked her nipples between her fingertips, and watched with delight as Rachel immediately shuddered in pain, as Katrina's powerful clit spontaneously surged outward into Rachel's, mashing into it and pushing it ever so slightly in towards her body.
"Now ... " Katrina said with pure malice in her voice, " ... I'm gonna shove your limp little clit all the way up your fallopian tubes."
Jamming her burning crotch as tightly as possible against Rachel's, Katrina proceeded to tweak her long, sexy reddish-brown nipples while simultaneously pumping the tiny bundle of muscles around her clit, surging it with incredible force straight into the enemy clit which was plastered against it. You could hear a loud bump as the back of Rachel's head slammed into the thick shag carpeting, and she screamed at the top of her lungs. Rachel's entire body convulsed in pain as she felt the base of her clit painfully sinking back into her body, even as she felt the thin membrane which encased it flattening out and bulging at the sides, spreading all around the now bigger, stronger, harder clit of her mortal enemy.
Moaning deeply with sexual pleasure, Katrina was overwhelmed by the erotic sensations which saturated every inch of her swollen, sentient clit. She raised her head up proudly and called out to Rachel. "You see, bitch ... " she gloated, " ... I told you. I'm doing it to you again. How many times does my clit have to push yours in ... before you finally admit that I'm a better woman than you are?"
Pressing her advantage, Katrina rhythmically tweaked her nipples over and over again, sending spurts of sexual energy shooting straight through her sexy body and exploding out through her surging clit. "Ooooohhhh ... it feels soooo fucking good .. " she groaned. " ... you feel my clit out-fucking yours? Here bitch ... how does that feel ... and that ... and that!!! I'm gonna laugh right in your face when your pussy goes completely limp, and my pussy cums all over it." With each surge of her clit, Katrina could feel the painful grip which Rachel had on her labia gradually slackening, allowing the feeling of pleasure to become even more pronounced.
You could see Rachel's luscious thighs bulging and trembling as she squeezed them against Katrina's, bracing her clit with all of her might to prevent it from moving backwards. Despite all of her efforts, Rachel could feel the base of her clit sinking deeper and deeper inside of her with each powerful surge, and she knew that, with a couple of more surges, she would once again be forced to suffer the humiliation of having her clit pushed completely inside of her body ... by the clit of another woman. Rachel's beautiful head rolled back and forth on the thick, white carpeting as she shook it in utter dismay and disbelief. The first time ... she thought to herself ... she had been taken by surprise; but this time ... this time the fucking bitch was doing it right in her face, and laughing at her as she did it! There was just no way that she was going to allow that whore to have the satisfaction of cuming all over her pussy!! There was just no way that she was going to let that whore prove that she know's how to fuck better than she does!!!
You could see Rachel's long, red nails moving through her dense, dark-brown pubic hair as she wet the fingertips of both hands with her thick, syrupy female essence. With a circular motion, she sensuously stroked her lower abdomen, and then ran her slippery fingers through her belly-button and up along the incredibly deep groove in the middle of her stomach, all the way to the bottom of her breasts. Crossing her arms, she pulled her tube-top over her head, and her incredibly firm, full, naked breasts towered majestically in the air above her.
Katrina instinctively lifted her head to check out the naked tits of her enemy, and she was surprised by the fact that they not only looked just as big as her own, but they seemed to be just as firm, sitting up proudly on her chest and hardly sagging to the sides at all. She did, however, notice one important difference, and she immediately seized upon it and threw it right into her rival's face.
"Hah, Hah ... look at how stubby and shriveled your nipples are ... " she crowed as she once again surged her clit into Rachel's, " ... I'll bet you that right about now, your puny little clit looks exactly the same way."
"Uuuuhhhh ... that's OK bitch ... " Rachel groaned, as she quickly began running her moist, slick fingers around and around her areola and then stroking them up along her nipples to their tips, " ... because they're not going to stay that way for very long." "It's way too late for that now, you pathetic slut ... " Katrina sneered, sending yet another powerful surge straight into Rachel's clit, " ... my clit has got yours buried all the way up to the neck, and with one or two more pushes, you can kiss it bye bye."
You could see the concentration in Rachel's beautiful face as she closed her eyes and urgently worked on both nipples at once; rapidly stroking her bunched up fingers up and down and up and down along their entire length, from base to tip, and gently pulling up on them as if milking them. Her thick, red lips puffed out sensuously, and a wide, erotic smile came over her face as she suddenly felt her sexy brown nipples rising to the occasion, and pushing out against her fingertips. In moments, Rachel felt an incredible stream of heat traveling down from her heaving breasts, through the pit of her flat, hard stomach, and flooding her throbbing crotch.
Rachel could feel her sexy, purple-red clit seething and throbbing, and becoming so pumped up with sexual energy that it felt like it was going to explode. She could feel her clit pushing powerfully into Katrina's as it ballooned out against it, and she knew from the pained grimace which came over her adversary's face that it was hurting her as it did so. Within seconds, Rachel's clit was no longer flattening out and bulging at the sides, but was just as big and plump and round as the clit which was mashing against it.
"Oooooooo ... yeah, baby ... " Rachel gushed, trapping her fully erect, trobbing dark brown nipples between her fingers like cigarettes, " ... you think that you're so sexy ... well check out how hot and sexy I am. Just look at how big and hard my nipples are. And I know that you can feel how big and strong my clit is."
"It doesn't matter ... ugh ... how big it is ... " Katrina spat, tweaking her nipples and surging her clit into Rachel's, " ... because I still got it buried half way inside of you. It'll just be a bigger pill for your body to swallow."
This time, Rachel was ready for her, and she squeezed her fingers together into her nipples like scissors, causing her clit to jerk violently outward and meet Katrina's surge head on. "You see that ... uggghhh ... you whore ... " Rachel yelled, " ... you can't push my clit in any more." "And did you see that ... ooowww ... you slut ... " Katrina answered, " ... you can't get your clit back out of your pussy, either."
Rachel simply could not stand the idea that her rival's womanhood was proudly out there, fully extended in front of her pussy, while at the same time keeping her own shamefully buried half way into her body. Aside from the fact that it was totally humiliating, it was hurting her. The muscles of her clit were being painfully stretched backwards, and she knew that if she allowed it to continue for much longer, they would weaken much more rapidly than Katrina's. Katrina also fully understood the ramifications of the advantage that she had, and she was not about to allow Rachel to get her clit out of the hole which she had dug for it.
As if on cue, the two sexy women rested the backs of their heads against against the thick, white shag carpet. Staring straight up at the ceiling, they simultaneously started stroking and squeezing and tweaking their nipples, over and over again, while at the same time rhythmically contracting and relaxing their clit muscles, violently pumping their engorged clits directly into each other; one woman viciously striving to drive her rival's half-buried clit all the way inside of her body, the other desperately struggling to free it from its painful confinement.
After several minutes of furious activity, it became clear to both women that, despite all of their efforts, neither one of them was able to move the other's clit backwards even in the least. While Katrina was quite happy with
the status quo, to Rachel, it was absolutely intolerable.
Lifting her head up in utter frustration, Rachel grabbed one of her full, firm, shapely tits with both hands and pulled it towards her mouth. As Katrina watched in shock, Rachel lewedly ran her tounge around and around her nipple and then licked it upward from base to tip like an ice cream cone. As the wet, warm, raspy texture of her tounge caressed the entire length of her own sexy, dark brown nipple, a wave of intense pleasure radiated into her clit, and she could feel it responding to the stimulation by rebelling against the tormentor which was inflicting pain upon it; powerfully heaving and lurching into Katrina's clit as it struggled to liberate itself from the
bondage to which it was being subjected.
As she watched Katrina's voluptuous torso snaking and writhing across the carpeting in utter agony, Rachel pulled her other breast up to her mouth, wrapped her luscious red lips around her nipple, and began sensuously sucking on it, briskly stroking her tounge up and down its entire length as she gently tugged upwards on it with her lips, as if to drink her own milk. Out of the corners of her eyes, she could see Katrina's legs violently jerking in and out around the sides of her head, even as she felt her clit exploding with pleasure and rising up out of her body, driving the enemy clit which was restraining it violently backwards. Within seconds, Rachel had acheived complete relief from the enormous pain and pressure which she had been enduring in the base of her clit, and she could feel it proudly jutting and throbbing in all of its glory out in front of her luscious pussy.
Exhausted, her shimmering, sweat-soaked breasts heaving powerfully on top of her with each heavy breath, Rachel let her head fall back down to the carpeting. You could see from the contented look on her beautiful face that she was absolutely overjoyed to once again feel her womanhood facing off against Katrina's on equal terms, proudly standing fully extended and erect as it bravely resisted the pressure being applied to it by its mortal enemy. Although she could still feel Katrina's tight grip on her pussy-lip, which she was reciprocating, she could hear her panting, and could see her swollen tits rising and falling vigorously on her chest, and she knew that she was just as worn-out as she was. She took a deep breath, and immediately started collecting her strength for what was to come.
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<center>LIP LOCK </center><center>Rachel vs Katrina</center>
Part 4 (thanks JB57)
The last little sliver of sun had just disappeared behind the mountains in the distance and you could see all of these different colored lights coming on all throughout the jumbled clump of high rises that made up the Downtown Business District, lighting up all of the buildings that were towering all around you like a bunch of gigantic Christmas trees.
It was "get-away time" and you could see lines of people streaming down out of their sky scrapers and darkening the sidewalks like ants ... and rivers and rivers of bright red brake lights stretching out for miles and miles in every direction. The air was filled with the sound of elevator chimes and doors sliding open and herds of footsteps tramping down hallways and the chaotic murmur of people chatting and shrill horns blaring in the snarled traffic down below.
No one knew the incredible drama that was unfolding in the corner office high up on the 51st floor. No one knew that just down the hall from them or just behind those big, wide open, curtainless glass windows that were high up over their heads a desperate, life and death struggle was taking place between two incredibly beautiful young women.
There wasn't a guy in the building that didn't know who Rachel and Katrina were at least from a distance. They were both the kind of girls who could actually make a guy look forward to going to his dull, dreary office job every day because there was always the chance that he might see one of them walking down the hallway in their skimpy, sexy little outfits or getting on the elevator with him and filling up that little space with their sexy perfume ... or sitting in the outside cafe down on the ground floor ... with their long, shapely, glossy legs crossed and sticking straight out in front of them.
Everybody knew Rachel and Katrina ... they were two of the hottest, sexiest girls in the whole entire building ... the kind of girls who could make a guy's heart stop from a mile away,the kind of girls who could give a guy the biggest thrill of his life just by getting up close to him,the kind of girls that all of those guys would take home with them at night in their minds and picture while they were jacking off.
Just imagine what all of those guys would have thought if they could have seen what was happening in that corner office high up on the 51st floor... if they could have seen the two hottest, sexiest girls in the whole, entire building getting together ... all by themselves ... and taking all of their clothes off, right in front of each other ... just the two of them ... all alone ... so that they were both completely naked together ... in the very same room ... at the very same time.
Just imagine what all of those guys would have thought if they could have seen what those two girls ... those two hottest, sexiest girls ... in the whole, entire building ... were doing to each other's bodies while they were both completely naked and all alone together.
It had been building up for weeks and weeks and weeks ... and now ... finally ... it had happened ... now ... finally ... Rachel and Katrina had each other exactly where they wanted ... right between their legs ... right down there ... on the floor.
It was a scene that would have made any one of those guys cum right in his pants just from looking at it. The two hottest, sexiest girls in the whole entire building lying flat on their backs,completely in the nude, trapped between each other's legs in a state of mutual exhaustion ... and struggling to catch their breaths ... their long, thick, lustrous honey-brown and reddish-brown hair strewn across the pure white carpet at opposite ends of each other...their big, round, heavy breasts rising high up on their chests like two giant mountain peaks,so that you could see their bulging, milky white undersides, and that deep, dark, sexy crease that they have at the very bottom ... facing each other ... separated from each other by nothing more than the length of their own bodies ... their long, thick, rigid nipples ... pointing straight up at the ceiling together ...
their powerful rib cages jutting high up into the air ... and stretched all the way out so that you could see all of these tiny little speed bumps running all the way down ... all along the sides of their stomachs...their tight, narrow waists ... tapering right into each other ... so that you could see those incredibly deep grooves ... that each of them had in the middle of their flat, hard, rippled stomachs ... running straight down towards each other ... and lining right up against each other ... and their sexy little belly buttons ... rising and falling and rising and falling together with every breath ... only inches apart ... their hard, muscular, cylindrical thighs ... those hot, dark, moist, thighs that all of the guys would always watch ... disappearing right up under their sexy little mini-skirts ... without their insides so much as brushing up against each other ... wrapped right around each other ... one over ... and one under ... the other ... and locked tightly around each other's big, shapely hips ... their long, tanned, shapely legs ... those hot, sexy legs that all of the guys were always staring at ... stretching straight out towards each other's heads ... with their sexy feet ... and their sexy painted toenails ... and their sexy high heeled shoes ... resting right up around each other's shoulders.
Their thick, wet, glistening mats of honey-brown and reddish-brown pubic hair ... meeting each other head on ... crunching right into each other and mixing all together ... so that you could see all of these foreign strands of hair ... all inside of each other's bush ... all of these honey-brown and reddish-brown strands ... all intertwined right in between each other.
Buried deep inside of all that hair ... was the sexiest sight of all ... and if you looked really, really hard ... you could see it ... you could see it ... with your own two eyes.
You could see Rachel's big, round, marble-sized purple-red clit and Katrina's tight, plump, equally large ruby-red clit popping all the way out from their little protective hoods ... all sticky and throbbing and swollen up with blood ... jutting straight out towards each other ... and bulging all the way up against each other ... the thin, sensitive purple-red and ruby-red tissue that covered them ... pressing right against each other ... and spreading out together in all directions ... running all up and down right alongside of each other ... and melting into each other ... like hot wax.
Just below that ... you could see Rachel's long, thick, muscular, dark-pink inner pussy-lips ... and Katrina's equally large, equally brawny, brownish-pink inner lips ... both dripping with their thick, slippery female honey ... reaching all the way out beyond their outer lips ... and going right in between each other ... wrapping right around each other ... so that the raw, peeled, scorching hot flesh ... on the insides of their pussy-lips ... were plastered flush up against each other ... all up and down the entire length of their pussies ... from the bottom of their clits ... all the way down ... to the joint at the very base.
Can you just imagine ... what that feels like? Can you imagine what it would feel like ... to be a woman ... and to have another woman ... a woman who is your enemy ... a woman who wants to hurt you ... touching you ... in the most sensitive and delicate parts of your body ... the parts of your body ... that were designed by nature ... to give pleasure to a man ... to have her touching you there ... not with her hands ... but with those very same parts ... of her own body ... with the most sensitive and delicate parts of her body ... the parts of her body ... that were designed to give pleasure to a man?
Can you imagine what it would feel like ... to be a woman ... and to have the most private and special parts of you ... the parts of you ... that mean the most to you ... the very parts of you ... that make you a woman ... to have those parts of you ... open and exposed and vulnerable ... to a rival female ... to those very same special parts ... of that rival female?
Can you imagine what it feels like ... to have your hot, wet, tender, slippery lips ... feeling the hot, wet, tender, slippery lips ... of another woman ... to have your lips ... feeling her lips ... and to have her lips ... feeling your lips ... at the very same time? Can you imagine what it feels like ... to have your big, round swollen clit ... feeling the big, round swollen clit of another woman ... to have your clit ... feeling her clit ... and to have her clit ... feeling your clit ... at the very same time?
Do you know what those things ... that were designed to give pleasure to a man ... do to each other ... when they come together? Do you have any idea ... how much they hurt each other?
You could see how incredibly turned on Rachel and Katrina were ... just by looking at them ... the two of them lying there ... huffing and puffing and panting between each other's legs ... their hair all wild and messy ... their faces all flushed with color ... their voluptuous nude bodies glistening with sweat ... all aroused and excited and engorged from touching each other's special, private parts ... with their very own special, private parts ... you could see how incredibly turned on they were ... but you wouldn't have mistaken them ... for a couple of lesbians who were in the act ... not even for a second.
You could see how much they were hurting each other ... you could see how much they were hurting each other's special, private parts ... you could see how tense ... and stiff ... and rigid ... their bodies were ... you could see all of their lean, hard, sexy muscles ... straining and popping right out under their smooth, creamy skin ... you could see all of the incredible stress ... and tension ... and pressure they were under.
You could see how much they were hurting each other ... you could see how much they were hurting each other's special, private parts ... from the looks on their beautiful faces ... you could see the incredible look of alarm ... and urgency ... and desperation ... and pain ... in those two ... absolutely gorgeous faces ... and it was the sexiest thing ... that you have ever seen ... in your entire life.
The two hottest, sexiest girls ... in the whole entire, building ... stripped down to their natural condition ... and locked together in savage combat ... like two ferocious jungle animals ... fighting each other ... with their most sensitive and delicate parts ... their incredibly hard, shapely, voluptuous nude bodies ... trapped in each other's deadly embrace ... their big, beautiful emerald-green and hazel eyes ... all wide and round and moist from pain ... blazing with all of this incredible rage and fury and hatred ... their cute little nostrils on their cute little turned up noses ... flaring outward in anger ... their thick, luscious red lips ... curled into the nastiest, most ferocious sneers ... that you had ever seen ... in your entire life.
You could see the evil looks in both of their eyes ... as they clutched each other's hips tightly between their thighs ... and held each other firmly in place ... while the rested ... and caught their breath ... and regained their strength ... and you could tell how deadly serious it really was. You could see that the two hottest, sexiest girls ... in the whole entire building ... had become locked in a struggle ... which was really, really vicious ... and really, really personal ... and really, really bitter ... and that neither one of them... was going to let the other one go ... until one of those hot, sexy girls ... had ripped the other hot, sexy girl's ... most sensitive and delicate parts ... completely to shreds ... directly with her own ... most sensitive and delicate parts.
As you watched the big, gleaming beads of sweat ... forming all around Rachel's moist, dark brown areola ... and trickling all the way down the insides of her breasts ... into the deep, dark, glistening chasm between them ... you could see the look of shock in her emerald-green eyes ... and you knew ... that she was feeling more pain ... than she had ever felt ... in her entire life.
"Owwwwwwwwfuuuucccckkkk ... " she moaned ... in her own head, where only she could hear it, " ... I can't ... fucking ... believe it." She just couldn't believe ... how big and hot her clit had gotten.
She could feel it ... pumped up between her legs like some kind of big rubber ball ... bigger and hotter ... than she can ever remember it being ... bigger and hotter ... than any guy had ever been able to make it ... even those guys ... who really knew how to use their tongues ... who knew how to stick the very ... very ... tip ... of their tongue ... all the way down into that tiny little crease at the very base of her clit ... and then run it around and around and around in quick little circles ... bigger and hotter even ... than she had ever been able to make it ... herself ... and nobody knew how to do her ... as good as she knew how to do herself.
It was so big and hot ... that it was frightening ... she could feel it ... swelling up and painfully stretching the raw, thin, sensitive, purple-red flesh that surrounded it ... to the point where she was afraid that it was going to split right open ... and she could actually feel the heat ... radiating against the insides of her thighs. It was so big ... and so hot ... that it would have been hurting her ... even if she didn't have that bitch's big, hot, nasty clit ... mashing right up against it.
But then ... that was why Rachel was so special ... that was the thing that made her ... the big, strong girl that she was ... her clit ... always knew when to come to her rescue. Whatever she was doing ... whatever happened to be going on inside of her at any particular moment ... she could always feel her clit ... getting right into it ... right along with her ... heating up and growing ... whenever she got angry or excited or turned on ... and then sort of shrinking back down ... and cooling off ... whenever she was relaxed.
The bigger the emergency ... the bigger her clit always got ... and THIS ... just had to be ... the biggest fucking emergency ... of her whole entire life.
She could feel the bitch's big, hot, sticky clit ... bulging right up against her own ... she could feel how big and hard and hot it was ... I mean ... her own clit had gotten so incredibly big and full ... that it would have just squashed the clits of 99 percent of the women out there ... but not that sucker ... it was every bit as big ... and as hard ... and as hot ... if not even a little bit bigger and harder and hotter ... than hers was. And she just couldn't get over ... how much it was hurting her clit ... to have that big, hot, sticky thing ... touching it ... I mean ... it was like the fucking thing was radioactive or something.
Rachel knew ... that no matter how big and hard a woman's clit looked ... and no matter how thick and full her lips were ... there was really only one way to know for sure ... just how strong the girl really was ... and that was by seeing how badly the girl could hurt her ... when she touched them ... against her own ... and at the very same time ... seeing much pain she could give the girl ... when she touched them back. Rachel knew ... just from the way that Katrina was hurting her ... that she just had to be ... the strongest woman ... that she had ever met.
You could see ... just the tiniest little hint of a smile forming on Rachel's thick, red lips ... when she thought about the jam that she had gotten herself into ... she was just ... too ... too ... cocky for her own good ... just a little bit too sure of herself ... and this time ... that little temper of hers ... had finally gotten her ... into some real trouble.
It wasn't supposed to be this way at all ... it was all going to be so quick and easy ... she was just going to teach some stupid little bitch ... a quick little lesson ... about what it meant to mess around with her man. I mean ... it's not like she hadn't done it before ... get a good, hard grip on her pussy lip ... yank it back and forth a couple of times ... and in no time flat ... she would have her screaming and crying and begging for mercy ... and so scared out of her mind ... that she would never even dream ... of looking at a man of hers again.
Now look where she was ... lying on the floor in the boss' office ... butt naked ... and locked in the fight of her life ... with the meanest, nastiest, most powerful bitch ... that she had ever seen.
She always knew that sooner or later ... something like this was bound to happen ... sooner or later ... she was going to run into some really, really nasty bitch ... who had what it took down there ... to really give her a run for her money ... and then she would really find out ... exactly what she was made of. Well ... it was finally happening ... and THIS ... was the bitch.
And just like always ... there was her clit ... coming right to her rescue ... pumped up bigger and harder and hotter ... than she had ever even imagined that it could possibly get ... and squaring off against the hottest, nastiest clit ... that she had ever seen. She was just so incredibly proud of her clit ... it had never let her down ... not even one single time ... and there it was again ... doing things that she didn't even know that it could do ... I mean ... it was like ... even after all of these years ... she still really didn't know ... how strong her body truly was.
Still ... you could see the look of concern in her beautiful face ... and you knew that she was really, really worried. Yeah ... her clit had gotten up there ... but she wasn't all that sure ... that she could keep it up there for very long ... not with all of the incredible pain that that bitch was inflicting on it ... just by touching it with her own. And if there was one thing in the whole wide world ... that she was absolutely sure of ... it was that if her clit started to shrink ... even just one tiny little bit ... she was dead meat.
You could see her ... closing her eyes and focusing her mind ... all inside of her clit ... trying to keep it from shrinking ... despite all of the pain ... trying to convince it to stay up ... encouraging it ... talking to it in her head ... like it was her little pet ... the way that she does sometimes ... when she's making love to herself ... " ... that's it ... my big, strong, sexy little girl ... don't you let that big, fat, ugly bully push you around ... you just stay right up there ... ‘cause you know that you're hurting her ... much, much more ... than she's hurting you ... and that she's not gonna be able to take it ... for very much longer ... so you just hang in there ... and before you even know it ... you're gonna feel her ... starting to shrink down ... and then you can squash her ... and shove her right back into her stinking body ... right where she belongs."
Rachel could feel her heart ... jumping right up into her throat ... when she suddenly felt Katrina ... lifting herself up onto her elbows. "Ohhh FUCK ... here she comes ... " she blurted out in her own head. She was sure that she was getting ready to attack her ... and you could see her entire body stiffening up as she braced herself for it ... and this momentary look of panic coming over her face ... because she didn't know whether it was her clit ... or her lips ... that she was going after first.
You could see the incredible relief in Rachel's beautiful face ... when instead of attacking her ... she saw Katrina lifting her eyes up over those big, round cooper-brown tits of hers ... and peering down at her body ... just kinda checking her out ... from head to toe.
"Like what you see? ... " Rachel puffed.
"Oh ... it's OK ... but I've seen a lot better ... " Katrina puffed back.
In fact ... she way lying ... she had never seen anything ... quite like that before.
She thought that she had sized-up Rachel pretty good ... I mean ... she must have secretly checked her out a million times when they were around the office together ... but even with everything that she saw ... she had never expected her ... to have what it takes ... to put up this kind of fight.
She thought that she was nothing more ... than just a little party girl ... she had heard all of the stories about drinking and smoking and carousing until three and four in the morning ... practically every single night of the week. She knew that that she was built really well ... that Mother Nature ... had been really kind to her ... she knew it ... from all the parts of her that she was always showing off ... she knew that she had good, strong legs ... and a flat, hard stomach ... and that she didn't have an ounce of flab on her ... but she never ... ever ... expected her ... to be in this kind of shape.
You could see where Katrina's eyes were focusing ... she was looking at the parts of her ... that were always covered up ... the secret little parts of her ... that she had never had the chance to see before ... that little section of her body ... between her belly-button ... and the tops of her thighs ... and you could tell from the look in her eyes ... that she was really, really impressed.
She was absolutely amazed at how tight and hard and chiseled she was down there ... how she could see all of these incredible little dimples and humps and craters and mounds ... all of these well defined little muscles ... muscles that most girls ... don't even know that they have.
She could see all of those special little muscles ... that a woman can learn to use ... to make her pussy really move for her ... she could see those two big, round, hard lumps that she had on the insides of her thighs ... all the way up at the joint where her legs meet her torso ... and those two incredibly deep cavities ... right above and below it ... she could see those two long, rounded muscles ... which were tightly wrapped around each of her pelvic bones ... and traveled at an angle from opposite directions straight down into the sides of her pussy ... looking like two half-buried pipes ... and she could see all of those tiny little ridges and ripples ... that started up around her belly button ... and spread all the way down into her pubic hair.
Katrina was a girl ... who knew a thing or two about what it meant for a woman to be in shape. A lot of her time in college ... had been spent in the lady's gym ... and if you've never been inside of a woman's gym before ... then you have absolutely no idea ... what a scary and dangerous place that can be for a girl.
I mean ... there you are ... all by yourself in this closed, steamy, humid locker room ... getting naked in front of all of these other girls ... and not just any old girls ... but athletes ... big, strong, healthy girls ... all of them checking you out ... looking at you ... down there ... to see what kind of woman you are ... to see how strong you are ... down there ... and then kinda snickering at you ... and acting all superior ... if they see that you're kinda soft and flabby. It can be a really, really humiliating experience.
But Katrina had never been humiliated ... not even one single time. You see ... in addition to the usual exercises that all of the girls did ... in order to keep their bodies in top condition ... she had her very own secret little exercise routine ... for all of those sexy little muscles that she had down there ... and she did them ... every chance that she got ... when she was driving ... whenever she had to stop for a red light ... sitting in class ... listening to all of these really boring professors going on and on and on ... when she was all alone ... soaping herself down in the shower.
When Katrina was in the locker room ... and she pulled her panties down ... you could just see how incredibly proud of herself she was ... the way that she never stood facing her locker ... but always turned her body outward ... so that anybody who wanted to ... could see it ... the way that she never rushed ... but just stood there ... naked ... for the longest time ... the way that she proudly walked to the shower ... with her towel draped over her shoulder ... instead of covering up her body ... the way that she always turned her back to the showerhead ... with her body facing outward towards all of the other girls who were there ... as the water ran through her long, thick, reddish brown hair ... and cascaded down her back and over her tight, bulbous ass.
But you know how girls are ... they're never satisfied ... if you're soft and flabby down there ... they snicker at you ‘cause you're weak ... but if you're strong and developed down there ... then they get really pissed at you ... ‘cause they think that you're showing off ... and trying to show them up.
A girl can't go around ... just brazenly showing off all of those muscles in front of a bunch of other girls ... without expecting to get challenged ... not in a woman's locker room at a major university ... not in a woman's locker room ... full of all of these strong, healthy female athletes.
More than once ... Katrina has had to sit there in the locker room ... and test the strength ... of all of those sexy little muscles of hers ... directly against the very same muscles ... of another girl ... while all of the other girls ... stood around in a circle and watched. It's a "female jock" thing ... kinda like a female version of arm wrestling ... where the two naked girls would sit face to face ... straddling that narrow little bench that runs down the middle of the row of lockers ... spread their legs apart in front of each other ... latch on to each other's pussy lips ... and then squeeze with all of their might ... until one girl ... makes the other one give.
You should have seen the look of shock ... in those girls faces ... when they saw how incredibly hard ... Katrina could squeeze her lips ... and not just any old girls ... but those big, strong track girls ... the ones that ran the 100 yard dash ... the ones with those huge, gigantic, intimidating rock solid thighs and those big, tight, basketball sized asses ... girls that you've probably seen in track meets on TV. It never took her very long ... to force those girls to cry uncle ... and after she had beaten one or two of the strongest ones ... the rest of them ... just kinda left her alone. They were all just so amazed ... that a girl with such a cute, pretty little face ... could be so incredibly strong down there. They shouldn't have been. It's always the girls with the prettiest faces ... who have the strongest pussies. Why would Mother Nature give a girl such an incredibly gorgeous face ... without the big, strong pussy ... to go with it?
And now she could see that Rachel ... was every bit as well developed down there as she was ... and she could hardly believe it. It's no wonder ... she thought to herself ... that the little bitch was able to get such a hellacious bite on her ... I mean ... her pussy lip was still sore from the way that she bit her. And she probably fucks ... just like a wild animal too.
"So that explains it ... " she thought to herself ... her beautiful hazel eyes burning with jealousy ... that explained why that asshole Jason ... did the one thing ... that no other guy of hers ... had ever done before ... he actually went back to his ex-girlfriend ... and made love to her ... after she had already stolen him away from her. Now ... she was just burning with curiosity ... now ... she just had to find out for herself ... exactly what this little bitch ... was really made of.
Rachel suddenly felt Katrina's lips ... slowly slipping down ... even more deeply between her own ... than ever before ... and she immediately jumped up to her elbows ... and started sliding her own lips ... right back down against them. "Thaaaat's it baby girl ... " she moaned in a deep, sexy voice, " ... come all the way inside of me ... I'm all hot and wet and ready for you ... so you just go ahead ... and give me all of you ... ‘cause I want you ... to feel all of me too."
You could see their big, hard, bulging hips ... rocking together in tight, tiny little circular movements ... as they slowly stroked their hot, slippery pussy lips ... up and down ... and in and out ... across each other.
"Uuuuuggggghhhhh ... hurts ... doesn't it, bitch? ... " Katrina groaned,
" ... it's not anything like having a nice, big, friendly dick inside of you ... is it? By the way ... how was Jason the other night?"
"How ... the fuck ... do you ... oooooouuuuu ... know about that?"
"Are ... you ... kidding ... I could smell you ... ooooofffff ... all over him. I didn't say anything ... ‘cause I figured that you must have ... ugh ... been begging and begging him ... and he finally ... ooowww ... just broke down."
"Don't make me laugh ... " Rachel shot back, " ... you're the one ... who's going to have to ... ugh ... start begging ... did you really think ... ugh ... that a girl like you ... could take a man ... away from me? ... you were nothing but a quick little fling ... a one night stand ... oooouuuu ... he already got tired of you ... and he came back to where he knows ... uggghhh ... that he can always get it ... really, really good."
"Oh ... you really think so? ... uggghhh ... you wanna see? ... you want me to show you ... oooofffff ... how I took your man away from you? ... you want me to show you ... how I ... fuck YOUR man?"
You could hear their deep, sexy moans and groans ... getting louder and more anguished ... even as you could see their big, luscious hips moving harder and faster and harder and faster ... and the look of pain in their sexy faces ... getting deeper and more intense.
Deep inside of their dense, soaking wet, multicolored tangle of pubic hair ... you could see the hot, slippery, pink-peeled flesh on the insides of their pussy lips ... slipping and sliding and scraping all up and down and in and out across each other ... over and over and over again ... harder and faster and harder and faster ... burning and stinging each other more and more and more ... going all the way down inside of each other ... and then all the way back out again ... deeper and deeper and deeper ... so that they could each feel the very front of the other's lips ... mashing right into the small, tight opening to their vaginal canals ... again and again and again ... harder and harder and harder.
With their hips locked tightly together ... you could see their movements getting more and more forceful and violent ... heaving and lurching and jerking against one another ... their tight, plump butts rising up off of the pure, white carpeting in one piece ... bouncing up and down and up and down together ... moaning and groaning deeper and louder as puddles of sweat ... formed in the hollows above their collarbones ... and in those sexy little dips that they had right underneath their big, sweaty breasts ... and then emptied into long glistening streams ... that poured all the way down their hard, flat stomachs ... and collected inside of their belly-buttons.
They both had these incredibly sexy looks on their faces ... the way that women's faces always look ... when they're making love ... with their thick, juicy red lips ... puckered up and puffing out ever so slightly ... as if they were lightly blowing air out of their lungs ... and those big, round, wide-open eyes of theirs ... looking so incredibly wild and unfocused and deranged. But mixed in with all of the lust, and the heat, and the excitement, and the passion ... you could see all of the incredible rage ... and fury ... and hatred ... and jealousy.
They could feel each other ... they could feel ... all of each other ... all the way up ... inside of each other ... right through the raw, slippery, peeled flesh ... on the insides of their lips ... and the thin, porous tissue that encased their hot, swollen clits ... they could reach all the way up ... into each other's bodies ... they could feel ... all the way up ... into the walls of each other's pussies ... and all the way up ... into each other's wombs ... and all the way up ... into each other's guts ... and all the way up ... into each other's tits ... and all the way out ... into each other's nipples.
They were touching each other's bodies ... in the places where they could feel everything ... a millions times more ... than in any other place that they had ... they were touching each other there ... with the places in their very own bodies ... where they could feel everything ... a million times more ... than in any other place that they had ... and they could both feel ... every last little thing ... that each of them had ... inside of them.
Each woman could feel ... each and every last little inch of the other ... just as much as she feels ... each and every last little inch of a dick ... when she has it inside of her.
Each woman could feel ... every single little thing ... that a man would feel ... when he put it inside ... of the other woman.
They had both been fucking ... the same man ... neither one of them ... could stop thinking about it ... and it was driving them both ... absolutely crazy ... they had both fucked ... the very same man. You could see the incredible look of jealousy in their eyes ... and you just knew ... exactly what was going on in each of their minds ... this fucking little bitch ... that she had right there between her legs ... had actually fucked her man ... right under her very nose ... probably as recently as yesterday ... probably only a few short hours after she had fucked him herself. Shit ... they both probably still had remnants ... of the guy's cum inside of them ... right at that very moment. Those big, fat, ugly lips that she was feeling ... right at that very moment ... stinging and burning squeezing her own ... had actually been wrapped ... around the very same dick ... that hers had been wrapped around ... had gripped and stroked and squeezed the very same dick ... that hers had ... had gotten the very same cum all over them ... that hers had.
For weeks and weeks on end ... they've had to sit there and listen each other ... bragging around the office about how incredibly hot and sexy they were ... how good they were in bed ... how they really knew how to blow a guys mind ... and now ... they were actually feeling it for herself ... they were feeling it ... right in their own bodies ... they were feeling everything that a man would feel ... when he put it inside of her ... only to a woman ... it was exactly the opposite ... to a woman ... it was the most unbearable kind of pain imaginable.
Both women knew ... exactly what it all meant between them ... both women knew ... exactly what the other bitch was trying to do to her ... the more the bitch could hurt her ... the better she could make a man feel ... the more pain the bitch could give her ... the more pleasure she could give a man ... it was like they were each showing the other ... how good they had fucked ... the other's man ... it was like they were each proving to the other ... right to their faces ... right on their pussies ... that they could fuck him ... better than the other woman could. Neither one of them couldn't deny it ... no matter how much they wanted to ... they could both feel it ... for their very selves ... they both ... had really, really good pussies on them ... and they both really, really knew ... how to use them.
The more that they hurt each other ... the angrier they got ... and you could see their beautiful eyes ... blazing with fire as they violently jerked their hips back and forth against each other ... forcibly sliding each other's butts from side to side across the carpet ... lifting each other up ... and then bouncing each other right back down on their butts again ... punctuating each violent movement ... with a loud grunt ... or a hiss ... or a sneer.
You could see their voluptuous sweat-shiny bodies ... getting more and more aroused ... their big, round, heavy tits ... pumped up on their chests like two big rubber balls ... their big, fat, moist nipples ... getting all swollen and puffy and sticky ... and throbbing straight up into the air together. You could see their clits ... getting bigger and hotter and angrier ... mashing into each other and then pulling away ... over and over and over again ... their thin, sensitive flesh ... sticking to each other like scotch tape ... and then violently ripping away from each other ... sending waves and waves of unbearable pinching, cramping pain ... straight up into their guts.
All the while ... they were feeling each other's clits with their own ... they were feeling them ... for any sign that would tell them ... that they were winning ... for any sign that would tell them ... that the other woman just couldn't take it any more ... for any sign that all of the incredible sexual pain that they were inflicting on each other ... was finally making the other woman ... lose her arousal ... was finally making the other woman's clit ... shrink down ... and get soft ... and cool off ... so that she could finally mash it completely flat ... with her own.
Suddenly ... Rachel's entire body just froze ... and you could see that Katrina had unexpectedly latched on to her left pussy lip ... and had trapped it in place ... stopping her body ... with a sharp jolt. Without missing a beat ...Rachel immediately clamped down with equal force on her right pussy lip ... and looked her straight in the eyes ... waiting ... to see what she was going to do next.
You could see Rachel's eyes widening ... when she saw Katrina's glistening, reddish-brown pubic hair ... suddenly sinking down below her own ... and all of the sexy muscles around her big, thick bush ... popping right out over her skin. She could feel the insides of Katrina's right lip ... sort of opening up ... and spreading out all up and down against the insides of her left lip like some kind of suction cup ... painfully plastering their moist, tender, scorching flesh ... even more closely together ... than they had ever been before. Their lips were pressed so tightly together ... that for the very first time ... she could actually feel this amazing ... intricate little web of long, thin, tiny little muscles ... that criss-crossed the insides of Katrina's labia ... spreading all across the inside of her own lip ... like a little net.
You could see the anxiety in Rachel's face ... as she watched Katrina sort of arrogantly tilt her head back and over to one side ... and look her challengingly in the eyes ... daring her ... just daring her ... to open her own lip ... up to hers ... like she had just done. As unsure about the whole thing as she may have been ... Rachel was not the kind of girl to back down from a challenge ... and you could see her soaking wet, honey-brown bush sinking down to meet Katrina's ... and all of her own sexy little pubic muscles bulging out right along with her rivals ... as she immediately opened up the insides of her own lip ... and spread her own little intricate web of long, thin, tiny little muscles ... right up against Katrina's ... all the while ... wondering ... exactly what it was ... that she was preparing to do.
Rachel hadn't even finished ... spreading her lip all the way out ... when suddenly ... her entire body was gripped ... by the most intense pain ... that's he had ever felt ... in her entire life. Her head snapped violently forward ... and you could see her long, silky, honey-brown hair flying all around her ... and falling down all around her beautiful face ... as her high-pitched screams of pain ... filled the room.
She could feel the inside of Katrina's pussy lip ... undulating powerfully against the inside of her own ... staying in one place ... but moving in and out and in and out in huge, powerful waves ... rolling up and down and up and down over her helpless lip ... like some kind of giant rolling pin ... starting all the way up at the base of her clit ... and traveling all the way down ... to that sexy little joint at the bottom of their lips ... and then rolling right back up again ... mashing and kneading the inside Rachel's lip ... over and over and over again ... like it was a piece of dough.
Katrina could see Rachel's emerald-green eyes ... rolling all the way into the back of her head ... and she could hear her deep, anguished groans ... coming all the way from the pit of her stomach ... and she knew that she had her ... she knew ... that she finally had her.
"How do you ... ugh ... like ... ugh ... this little trick ... ugh ... bitch ... " she grunted, between powerful surges of her pussy lips, " ... THIS ... is the way that I fuck ... ugh ... YOUR boyfriend ... how do YOU like it ... bitch?"
You could see her ... really getting into it ... all of the sexy muscles around her reddish-brown bush ... popping up and falling down over and over and over again ... undulating her pussy lip harder and faster and harder and faster ... egged on by each little involuntary groan of pain ... that was coming out of Rachel's mouth. "What's wrong ... you little sissy ... " she mocked, with this absolutely triumphant look on her face, "... it doesn't feel very good ... when I do it to you ... does it? ... but you should just see the way ... ugh ... that your boyfriend goes absolutely crazy ... uugghh ... when I do it to him ... he likes me to do this to him ... right when he's at the very peak ... right when he's cumming ... uugghh ... all inside of me ... and you should hear the way that he ... ugh ... screams out loud ... like he's never cum ... uugghh ... for any other woman ... in his whole, entire life."
You could see Rachel's sexy bare shoulders jerking uncontrollably up and down ... and her long, thick honey brown hair ... brushing across her sexy bare back ... as her head hung limply behind her ... and all of these deep little involuntary moans ... escaped from her luscious red lips ... keeping perfect rhythm with Katrina's vicious grunts ... ugh ... ugh ... ugh ... ugh.
The pain was absolutely unbearable ... she felt as though someone was flattening her lip out ... with a hot iron ... spreading it out so thin ... that she was totally incapable ... of doing anything to stop it. She was starting to lose it ... deep ... deep inside of her ... she could feel her clit ... starting to lose some of it's power ... and she knew that in another few seconds ... Katrina ... was going to feel it too.
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<center>DOMINIQUE vs. FRANCESCA</center><center>All About Pussy Fighting (intro by Corine)</center>
Intro
Did you know that it was women who first invented the whole idea of dueling?
Long before men had even dreamed of the idea of meeting each other on an open field with pistols at ten paces, or with swords or whatever, women were engaging in duels.
Men are always putting women down by calling them "jealous" ... as if that was some kind of moral weakness, or character flaw or something. But what you guys call "jealousy" ... women call "Female Pride" ... and despite all of the things that men have done to us over the centuries to try and take that away from us ... there are women in this world who still have it ... even to this very day.
There was a time when the term "Female Pride" really meant something ... when a woman's honor and reputation was something that she took very seriously ... when her ability to go out and hold her head up high in the company of other women ... was just about the most important thing that she had.
And a very big part of that ... was being woman enough to hold on to your man.
Nowadays, if a woman is married or engaged or involved with someone or whatever ... and the little prick sneaks around ... it still becomes a major issue ... but only between the two of them ... only between the man and the woman. But as for the bitch who started the whole thing in the first place ... the "other woman" ... she usually gets off scott free.
You just know how the whole thing is going to go down ... the man and the woman fight and argue for months and months ... she tells him how hurt she is and how she'll never be able to trust him again ... he tells her that he was drunk, or it was a moment of weakness, or it didn't mean anything ... she goes off crying to her girlfriends for sympathy ... he's begging and groveling and doing whatever it takes to worm his way back in with her ... she ends up forgiving him, as long as he promises that he'll never ever do it again ... he swears up and down may his dick fall off if he ever even looks at another woman again ... and all the while ... the little prick is still seeing the same bitch right under her nose ... and the bitch is having a really good laugh at her expense.
She ... the "other woman" ... gets away with it ... without so much as a scratch on her. How many times do you see the wife or girlfriend finding out exactly where the bitch lives ... tracking her down ... confronting her with it ... taking her to task for sleeping with the man that belonged to her. It probably crosses her mind. She probably fantasizes about doing it. But how often does it actually happen? Almost never.
Shit ... most of the time ... she already knows who the bitch is ... she's like a former girlfriend or a co-worker or something. And even when she actually runs into her ... even when she's in the very same room with her ... at the office, or at a party, or whatever ... she still doesn't do a damned thing about it. She just sits there like an idiot ... keeping everything inside of her ... maybe allowing herself the satisfaction of giving her a few dirty looks ... but not much more ... and all because she doesn't want to make a "scene". But it doesn't even matter ... because everybody else already knows ... and she knows that they know. She can tell by the way that they look at her ... and whisper to each other ... and smile and shake their heads. How incredibly fucking humiliating!!!
Well, you know what? It wasn't always that way.
A long, long time ago ... I'm not even going to try to give you a year ... but it was back in the days when everybody dressed like they were in a Three Musketeers movie ... and the women all wore those amazing girdles ... you know the ones where someone would stick their knee into the small of their backs and pull on the strings so hard that it made their boobs pop up in front of them like two giant domes ... well back in those days, women handled the situation entirely differently.
Back in those days ... a woman was completely free to be just as sexually active as the guys were. She could have one night stands ... casual sex with any number of lovers around town ... hot, torrid affairs with strangers ... and she wouldn't have been thought of as being a whore, or a slut, or a loose woman ... or any of the things that we would say about a woman who did those things today. To the contrary ... women in those days were proud of their ability to seduce men. It meant that they were really hot and sexy ... and it gave them status in the eyes of the other women. They would even brag about it ... just like the guys do.
But if you were a woman in those days, and you decided to take on a regular lover ... something like a husband or a fiancee or a boyfriend or whatever else you want to call him ... then you would put your mark on him. You would let every other woman around you know that he was strictly off limits ... because you were claiming him as yours ... and yours alone. And as soon as you did that ... your Female Pride was on the line. Now everybody knew that this was the man that you intended to keep ... and if you wanted to maintain your honor, and your reputation, in the eyes of all of the other women around you ... you had damned well better be able to keep him. That meant, of course, keeping him sexually satisfied. Fucking his brains out. Fucking his brains out so often ... and so good ... that the thought of sleeping with another woman would never even cross his mind.
Once you had put your mark on a man ... there was nothing ... and I mean absolutely nothing ... which could possibly be more shameful and embarrassing ... both personally, and in the eyes of all of the other women around you ... than for another woman to be able to seduce your man ... and sleep with him. And regardless of the role that the guy might have played in the whole thing ... it was always the other woman who got the blame. She was the one who did that to you. She was the one who took your man away from you ... and fucked him ... and used him for herself ... to get her own personal sexual pleasure. She was the one who had insulted your womanhood, and humiliated you in front of all of the other women.
Back in those days ... when another woman slept with your man ... everybody understood what she was really doing. She was directly and personally challenging your womanhood. And forget about running to your girlfriends for sympathy. If you ever wanted to be able to go out among other women and hold your head up high again ... then you were expected to do something about it.
In order for you to be able to understand why it was that way between women ... you have to understand the way that a woman looks at sex. When a woman makes love to a man ... what she is really doing is opening herself up ... and allowing him go all the way into the deepest, most intimate, most personal regions of her womanhood. You see ... It really isn't the man himself that's all that important to the woman ... it's the thing that he's putting inside of her ... it's his dick. Women absolutely adore dicks. It's what they come attached to that they're not so crazy about most of the time. That's why they make rubber ones. But a rubber dick ... even a battery powered one ... can never replace the real thing.
A woman considers her lover's dick to be her own personal property ... something that belongs to her ... and her alone. And she develops an emotional attachment to it ... like it was some kind of little pet or something. It acts just like a little pet ... and she treats it exactly that way. It comes when she calls it ... she just loves to play with it and pet it ... she can make it do tricks for her ... and she especially likes the way that it shows her how much it likes her. There is nothing that makes a woman more proud than to watch her little pet growing right in front of her eyes ... because she knows that she is the one who made that happen ... and it is doing that just for her, and her alone.
And when the woman puts her pet inside of her ... the relationship between them becomes twice as intense. Now her pussy gets into the act ... and it develops it's very own relationship with it. It's the oldest relationship that there is in nature. You know what a woman's pussy will do to a dick the very first time that it is inside of it? It puts it's own special, unique scent all over it. It's kinda like branding it or marking it or something. And I don't just mean some whimpy, superficial scent. I mean a potent, concentrated female scent that goes straight into the pours ... and gets all the way under the skin. A guy can wash his dick until the skin falls off ... and he'll never be able to get that scent out of it.
After the woman has had that dick inside of her a few times ... she really gets to know it well. She gets to know it ... with her pussy. She knows it with her pussy better than she could know it if she studied it and examined it for a hundred years with her eyes. She knows every last inch of it ... what the skin feels like ... exactly how it's shaped ... exactly how it will react to whatever she does. If you blindfolded her, and tested it out ... she could pick that particular dick out from a thousand other dicks that you put inside of her. By that time ... she's really comfortable with it ... she knows it ... she enjoys it ... she's made it all clean and pure by putting her scent on it ... and it belongs to her, and her alone. It is the thing that she uses to get her own personal sexual gratification.
Now ... put yourself in the woman's shoes for a second. Think about all of the things that some bitch is doing to you ... when she just comes right along ... and seduces your man ... and fucks him.
First of all ... that's your pet that she's taking away from you. Now she's the one who's playing with it and petting it and making it do tricks ... for her. Now it's showing her how much it likes her ... and growing right in front of her eyes ... not for you ... but for her. She's taking what belongs to you ... your personal property ... and treating it as her own. Women are not so much possessive about men ... as they are about their dicks.
On top of that ... the bitch put it inside of her. And what's the first thing that her pussy did to it. That's right ... it put its dirty, stinking odor all over it ... contaminating it ... so that the next time he sticks it inside of you ... her smell gets all the way up inside of you ... and stays there. How degrading is that? ... having to go around with another woman's smell inside of you. I mean ... the bitch actually stained you. That ... all by itself ... should be enough to make you want to kill her.
The first time that he makes love to you after having been with her ... you can immediately tell that he's been with another woman. You don't think that a woman knows when her dick has been someplace else? Every woman does ... instantly ... the minute that you put it back inside of her. She can just feel it ... whether she wants to admit it to herself ... or not.
Now ... when you put it inside of you ... it feels different. It's shaped just a little bit different ... not much, but you can feel it. And it doesn't react exactly the same way as it used to ... so you can't quite have the same fun with it. And your pussy reacts differently too. It's almost like it can smell the odor of the other pussy on it ... like it can somehow sense that it's been somewhere else. So now your pussy doesn't get quite as excited as it used to either. The bitch has really spoiled things for you. She has taken your personal little sex toy ... and messed with it ... so that you can't enjoy it quite the same way that you used to. She has actually deprived you of some of your sexual pleasure.
But wait ... it gets even worse. You can just see the two of them together. There's no way that you can block those nasty, nauseating pictures out of your mind. You can see that crazy, intense look that he gets on his face ... that look that you were always so proud of because you were the one who was causing it ... that special look that belonged only to you. Now ... he's giving that very same look to that bitch ... and you can just see how proud it's making her.
But even that is not as bad as the look on her face. You can just see her enjoying herself ... that wild-eyed look of passion ... and excitement ... and pleasure. Some other woman ... getting off right on something that belongs to you ... right on the very thing that you use for your own personal sexual gratification ... taking it away from you ... and using it for herself ... for her own personal sexual pleasure.
And you can hear all of the shit that he's telling her ... how hot and sexy she is ... how much she's turning him on ... how she turns him on so much more than you ever could ... how much hotter and tighter and stronger her pussy is than yours ... how she can squeeze his dick with it so much harder than you can ... how it feels so much better to be inside of her than to be inside of you ... how she fucks him so much better than you ever could ... how he cums so much harder and stronger with her than he does with you ... how she is so much more of a woman than you are.
You just know that he's telling her all these things. Every guy tells the "other woman" these things ... whether they're true or not. All women know that. But you know that the bitch is really getting off on it anyway ... and she's actually believing it. Why not? I mean ... just because guys always says those things ... doesn't mean that they aren't true in this particular case. And you know that this particular bitch ... happens to be conceited enough to believe it.
You know she's believing it ... because you can see it in her face. She just looks so self-satisfied ... so fucking pleased with herself ... so victorious ... so powerful as a woman. She feels like she's beating you ... right then and there. As far as she's concerned ... she's out-doing you ... she's out-fucking you ... she took your man away from you ... she's turning him on more than he's ever been turned on in his entire fucking life ... and she's doing things to him that you never could. She fucks better than you do ... she's got a better pussy than you do ... and she is a better woman than you are. And she's got your man right there between her legs to prove it.
As far as I'm concerned ... if a woman doesn't do something about THAT ... then she really isn't a woman.
But what can a woman do about that? How does a woman go about proving ... to another woman ... that she fucks better than she does ... that she has a better pussy than she does ... and that she is more of a woman than she is? How does a woman pay some bitch back for sleeping with her man?
A lot of women try to do it by asking the man to settle it for them. I mean, he's fucked both of them. His dick has been inside of both of their pussies. If anyone should know ... its him, right?
Wrong. What makes you think that the little weasel would tell the truth in the first place. What? ... like he's gonna sit there in front of the two women and announce that this one fucks better than that one. You'll never ... ever get the truth out of him. You know what he's gonna do ... he's gonna privately tell each woman that she's the best.
Besides ... what the fuck does he know? He's only a man for crissakes! Even at his best ... how long can he last? 45 minutes ... an hour tops? Hell, a woman is just getting warmed up by that time. Even your average, everyday woman can go for at least 3 or 4 hours. Any woman can out-fuck any man, any day ... without even half trying. For a woman to out-fuck another woman ... now that could take some work.
And that ... right there ... is the answer to the question. It is the answer that every single one of those women in those agonizing girdles with their big domes popping up under their chins knew. If some bitch is sleeping with your man ... the only thing for any self respecting woman to do ... is to challenge her to a duel ... just like they used to do all those years ago.
In those days ... if you were going to go around acting like you were woman enough to keep your man ... then you were expected to prove it ... by being woman enough to fight for him. You were expected to confront the bitch, face to face ... and to meet her woman to woman ... and to put your pussy up directly against her's ... and to prove right to her face that you were a better woman than she was ... by out-fucking her ... and defeating her pussy with your own. Otherwise ... you would have to hide your head in shame ... and just let the bitch have him any time that she felt like it.
And the same thing applied to the "other woman". If you were going to go around challenging other women by sleeping with their men ... then you were expected to be woman enough to accept their challenge, when one of them confronted you.
Back then ... all women knew the rules of the game ... and it wasn't uncommon to go to a party and see two gorgeous young women standing off to one side ... whispering to each other ... their waists so incredibly narrow from those awful girdles ... their gleaming domes practically brushing up against each other ... quietly making arrangements for their duel. It wouldn't take very long. They didn't have to explain things to each other ... or lay down any rules or anything. They already knew them.
Don't you just wish that you could have overheard a conversation like that? Can you imagine how fucking sexy it would have been ... to have been a fly on the wall ... and to have actually watched what those two women did to each other?
Okay ... I think I'll show you
DOMINIQUE vs. FRANCESCA
Part 1
The thick, massive oak doors were not enough to muzzle the erotic sounds that emanated from the bed chamber and echoed through the hallways of the ancient villa. They were feminine sounds ... deep, throaty moans of passion and excitement ... open, lusty, unihibited sounds coming from a woman who was obviously unashamed of what she was doing ... and who was utterly unconcerned about who might hear her.
Inside the grand, opulently furnished chamber ... floor-length, gauzy-white drapes billowed and fluttered in front of the vast, open, walk-in windows which dominated the back wall ... and in between the lusty groans of female arousal ... you could hear the sound of the thin, silky material flapping in the warm afternoon breeze ... and the birds chirping in the trees just outside.
Lying flat on her back in the huge, wooden rectangular bed located just to the right of the windows ... you could see Dominique's voluptuous nude body ... her shapely legs bent at the knees and spread wide out in front of her ... her slender torso snaking back and forth and back and forth as her hard, plump butt slid across the silky sheets. From time to time her body would abruptly stiffen ... and you could see her luscious ass rising high above the sheets ... and her pelvis bucking powerfully up and down and up and down ... over and over and over again ... before finally settling back down on the mattress and resuming its side to side motion.
Curled locks of flaming red hair brushed sensuously across her cheeks as she lifted her head and peered down between her full, rounded breasts and jutting pink nipples into the space between her legs. Jutting out from the incredibly dense and lavish mat of her bright red pubic hair ... she could see her thick, brawny, muscular lips and big, round, densely packed clit ... filling up with blood and throbbing with excitement ... right before her very eyes. With an incredibly erotic combination of strain and lust on her beautiful young face ... and a deep, gutteral groan that communicated equal parts pleasure and physical exertion ... Dominique clamped down with all of her might on the freshly peeled cucumber that she held half inside of her and half out ... squeezing it between her pussy lips with all of her might.
You could see her swollen labia constricting tightly around the light green cylinder ... straining and trembling as they struggled to hold it in place even as she slowly slid in and out with her right hand. The cucumber felt cool and slippery as it scraped along the hot, peeled walls of her womanhood, and as she watched her lips molding themselves to its shape, she could not help but think how closely its dimensions approximated those of her lover.
A flash of malice lit up her emerald green eyes ... and you could see all of the muscles of her ass and thighs snapping to attention and bulging outward ... and her hard, flat stomach sinking deeply into the valley between her jutting ribcage ... as she onced again squeezed the cucumber as hard as she possibly could ... bearing down on it as if she was intending to mash it to a pulp right then and there.
She reached down with her left hand and placed the tips of her fingers at the very bottom of the opening to her womanhood ... and then slowly brushed them all the way up along the rim of her outstretched labia ... moistening her fingertips with her slick, syrupy essence. Gently wedging the slippery tip of her ring finger deeply into the crease between her swollen clitoris and her labia ... she lightly ran her finger around and around the base of her clit ... and she watched with fascination as her lips immediately reacted to the stimulation ... involuntarily contracting around the slippery probe again and again and again ... each powerful spasm punctuated by a loud grunt that came half from pleasure ... and half from anger.
Dominique masturbated the same way that she did everything else in life ... with gusto. You could tell from the crazed, demonic look on her face that she was a woman possessed ... that she was utterly engrossed in the incredible sensations that she was feeling between her legs ... that every muscle ... every nerve ending ... every inch of her luscious skin ... every ounce of feminine strength and beauty and energy that she had inside of her blooming 18 year old body ... was all of it pouring straight into in the deepest and most intimate regions of her womanhood ... energizing her pussy ... and giving her the power to make it do things that other women never even imagined possible. But then ... that was the French way. Every well bred French maiden of Dominique's social status was expected to know how to use her pussy.
Dominique rested her head back on her pillow and closed her eyes. As the back of her head sunk into the oversized cushions and slowly rocked back and forth ... you could tell from the absent, far-away look on her beautiful face that pictures were dancing in her head ... vivid, full color, life-sized pictures ... pictures that she was using to stoke the fires of her burning passion ... and to take her to even greater and greater heights of sexual arousal.
But the pictures that she was conjuring up ... were not the usual pictures that she used when she masturbated ... not the pictures of a strong, virile, chiseled young buck hovering over her naked body and plunging his staff into the deepest parts of her. They were pictures ... of a woman. A young, beautiful, olive skinned woman with thick, red lips and wicked black eyes and wild, wavy black hair ... an Italian woman from Florence whom she had had encountered only hours before ... and whom she had arranged to meet again ... later that very same evening. They were pictures of ... Francesca.
Goosebumps covered her luscious skin ... and a cold chill shot straight through her as Dominique replayed the scene over and over again in her mind ... Francesca's face coming right up to her's ... nose to nose ... her nostrils flaring ... her luscious red lips curled into a vicious sneer ... her wild, savage black eyes burning holes right through her ... her gorgeous face so full of primitive rage and fury that she looked capable of ripping her open and devouring her insides right there on the spot. Never had she felt so challenged ... by the mere sight of another woman.
With a loud, angry roar ... Dominique suddenly rammed the cucumber deeply inside of her ... and started driving it in and out and in and out along the walls of her pussy with frightening force and violence ... faster and faster and harder and harder ... moaning louder and louder and louder as she squeezed it over and over and over again with her powerful lips. Her entire body stiffened as she furiously exercised the muscles of her labia ... tightening them and constricting them and opening and closing them again and again and again ... working them and straining them and pushing them to the very limit ... so that her proud French lips would be as strong as they could possibly be ... when they met the lips of a Florentine woman ... for the very first time.
For years and years ... Dominique had heard all of the whispers and rumours ... about how hot and savage the women of Florence were ... about all of the secret things that they learned to do with their pussies ... about all of the things that they knew how to do to a man's dick ... and to the pussy of another woman ... with their own. Things that only they knew ... things that only they could do. Now ... she was about to find out for herself ... if all
of those whispers and rumours ... were true.
You could see her body becoming more and more excited ... her pussy heating up and gushing her female sap ... her breasts becoming flushed with color ... her nipples shooting straight up into the air above her. Her healthy young body was reacting the same way that it always does when she is sexually stimulated ... but this time ... there was something very different about it ... something dangerous ... something lethal. This ... was an angry arousal ... a violent arousal ... a sexual arousal of all of those very same things that a woman uses to give pleasure to a man ... but which were now becoming aroused for an entirely different reason. They were becoming aroused ... so that she could use them to do harm to another woman. They were becoming aroused ... so that she could show this arrogant Florentine bitch ... what a French woman could do.
As Francesca jammed the sharp point of her black leather boot into the stirrup and swung her shapely body over the saddle of the muscular white stallion ... her long, flowing dress concealed the fact that she was not wearing panties underneath. She had been restless and jittery all afternoon about her upcoming rendezvous with Dominique ... and she could still feel the butterflies fluttering in her stomach as she steered her horse out of the stables ... hoping that a nice long ride in the country would help to calm her nerves.
Galloping down the dirt road towards the clump of trees in the distance ... Francesca was amazed at how nervous she was. It wasn't like she had never fought another woman with her pussy before. Even though she had just turned 18 ... she had already been in more pussyfights than she could even remember ... and she had won every single one of them. Still ... this was going to be an entirely new experience for her. It was the first time that she had ever been to Paris ... and it was going to be the first time that she ever faced ... a French woman.
Francesca was well aware of the reputation that French women had ... the reputation for being the best lovers ... and the best pussyfighters ... in all of Europe ... and although she had always been convinced that it was nothing more than an old wive's tale ... she couldn't help but wonder ... could there really be something that French women knew ... that other women didn't? ... was there really something that their pussies could do ... that other women's couldn't?
Francesca stopped herself in mid-thought. She just couldn't believe how foolish she was being. After all ... she had her own reputation to uphold. She was a woman from Florence ... and after everything that she had been through ... and everything that she had learned ... nobody could ever convince her that there were any women ... anywhere in the world ... who knew how to use their pussies better than she did.
To the women of Florence ... knowing how to fight with your pussy was the single most important part of being a woman. It was something that every young girl of Francesca's social status was expected to learn ... and it was something that they took particular pride in being able to do ... better than any other women in Italy ... or anywhere else, for that matter.
In Florence ... just like everyplace else in Europe in those days ... girls even as young as 13 or 14 years of age were being given away in pre-arranged marriages. And there was no greater embarrassment that any young Florentine bride could ever suffer ... than to hear her groom publicly expressing his dissatisfaction ... because she didn't know what to do on their wedding night. Of course ... this meant that they had to practice. But they didn't practice with men ... they did something even better ... they practiced ... with each other. They learned ... how to pussyfight ... because the better a girl is at fighting with her pussy ... the better she will be ... at making love to a man.
Francesca's education began even before she had reached her teens ... during clandestine, late night meetings ... when all of the curious young girls living at the Royal Court in Florence would secretly gather together by candlelight ... so that they could watch the older girls practice their sexual techniques with each other ... and on each other ... in preparation for their wedding night. The girls would spend hours and hours together behind closed doors ... exploring their bodies ... and exploring each other's bodies ... and learning where everything was ... and what it was for ... and how to make it work.
They learned how to arouse themselves ... where ... and how ... to touch themselves ... in order to turn themselves on ... and make their bodies do what they wanted it to do. They learned how to make their pussies come alive ... how to make it get hot and wet and excited ... so that it would be ready to fight. They learned how to stimulate their clits ... how to make it get big and full and super-hard and super-sensitive ... so that their pussies would stay excited even through all of the pain. They learned how to use the tiny bundle of muscles around the base of their clits ... in order to be able to move it around and jab it outward ... so that they could push back and mash the clit that was pressing against it ... and cum right on top of it. They learned how to focus their minds straight into their pussies ... and control their lips ... making them move completely on their own ... so that they could grip the lips of another woman ... and crush them with their own. They learned how to exercise the muscles of their lips ... how to make them bigger and stronger ... by opening and closing them over and over again ... and by squeezing them around any number of foreign objects ... including wooden handles ... and bottles ... and all manner of fruits and vegetables. A Florentine girl wasn't considered to be ready for marriage ... unless she got to the point where she could put a peeled, not-quite-ripe banana inside of her ... and squash it into mush using the strength of her pussy-lips alone.
Even before she had reached her teens ... Francesca can remember watching with utter fascination ... as the older girls engaged in playful little wrestling matches ... testing the strength of their labia directly against each other by seeing who could immobilize the other's lips by trapping it between her own ... and testing the strength of their clits against each other by seeing who's could squash the other's and push it all the way back
up into its sheath. Even when it was all just in fun ... she understood that she was watching something very special ... she was watching how two real live women ... women who were locked in a real life sexual dispute ... could actually match the strength of their womanhood directly against each other ... and settle the issue between them once and for all.
But the thing that stuck in Francesca's mind the most ... the thing that had more to do with making her the woman that she was than anything else in her young life ... was the electrifying feeling that she got ... when one of those little fights suddenly turned deadly serious ... and she actually got the chance to watch ... as two older girls settled some score that they had between them ... with their pussies. That was when she truly understood ... for the very first time ... what it really meant to be a woman.
Even though Francesca had managed to successfully resist every one of her parents' efforts to give her away in matrimony ... and she didn't have a wedding night to prepare for ... it wasn't very long before her natural sexual curiosity got the best of her ... and she quickly went from being a passive spectator in these late night affairs ... to an active participant. By the time that she entered her teenage years ... all of the other girls could already see that she was really going to be something special. I mean ... she just had such amazing natural equipment ... the big, firm, full breasts ... the strong, bulging, muscular legs ... the tight, plump, round ass ... the powerful stomach muscles ... the incredibly hairy pussy ... the full, meaty lips ... the big, round, rock solid clit. There wasn't a girl at Court ... or anywhere else in Italy for that matter ... who could match her ... and as she blossomed into womanhood ... she gained the reputation among all of the men ... as the most sought after lover in all of Florence.
Francesca could feel the powerful muscles of her horse undulating against the insides of her bare thighs as she squeezed them tightly around its flanks ... and you could see her full, heavy breasts rolling back and forth and stretching the incredibly tight material of her dress with their weight. All of the jumbled and chaotic swinging and swaying and jolting and jostling that the aminal was subjecting her body to ... sent powerful, pleasant vibrations up into the walls of her pussy ... straight up through her stomach and all the way into her nipples ... and you could see them stiffening ... and pushing the material away from her ... even as she could feel her pussy tingling and heating up.
As she dissappeared into the woods, and out of sight of the men at the stable ... Francesca reigned in her stallion ... and brought it to a halt. Reaching down with her left hand ... she gathered the material at the front of her dress and pulled it all the way up under her breasts ... and right there... wedged between the leather saddle ... which was smeared with the thick honey of her arousal ... and her big, shapely, bulging thighs ... you could see her incredibly large triangle of thick, dense, jet black pubic hair ... looking all the more prominent as it stood out against the pure white background of her horse. You could detect just the slightest whisper of a black line of hair ... running down from her belly-button and merging into her hairy bush. Francesca was proud of her hairy pussy. Back in those days ... women didn't shave ... or clip ... or wax. A hairy pussy was a sign of strength ... like a man's beard.
Keeping her dress bundled up around her left arm ... she reached down with her right hand and pulled the smooth, supple, rounded leather horn of her saddle in towards her ... and positioned it right at the opening of her pussy. Holding it in place with her hand ... she slid her ass forward along the slick, wet saddle ... and you could hear her loud, sexy groans of pleasure echoing through the forest ... as she shimmied right on top of the soft leather barrel, pushing it all the way up inside of her. You could see the stallion becoming visibly agitated ... and his nostrils flaring ... as he reacted to the sights and sounds and smells of scorching female arousal ... which were suddenly assaulting his senses.
It was Francesca's secret way of masturbating ... a way of masturbating that she was sure no other women could possibly have the strength to do. As her horse trotted forward ... she could feel the leather horn jerking around inside of her ... rhythmically plunging and ramming and thrusting in and out and in and out of her ... over and over again ... pushing and straining and stretching the walls of her pussy in every conceivable direction ... even as she clamped her lips down on it with all of her might ... and struggled to hold herself in place. A weaker woman's pussy would have been stretched out beyond all recognition after only a minute or two of such abuse ... but you could see Francesca's body moving in complete harmony with the movements of
the stallion ... and an incredible look of pleasure coming over her beautiful face ... and you knew that she had wrapped her powerful lips tightly around the leather probe ... and was bending it to her will. As far as she was
concerned ... there was no better way for a woman to strengthen the muscles of her pussy.
As waves of sexual pleasure shot up through Francesca's body and into her throbbing nipples ... her mind turned towards her French rival. The incredible sensations that were racing inside of her made her feel stronger and more confident than ever before. She just knew that the stupid French bitch couldn't possibly have what it takes ... to do anything even close to what she was doing at that very moment.
Still ... there was something about Dominique that continued to worry her ... something that went much deeper than the fact that she was French ... or that she was undeniably beautiful ... or that she was just as big and tall as she was ... or that she seemed to be just as strong as she was ... and just as good with a sword ... to boot. It was something that she had seen in her eyes ... something that she had never seen in any other woman before ... something that she just couldn't get out of her mind.
She had gotten right up in Dominique's face ... and looked deeply in her eyes ... searching for that little sign of weakness ... or that flash of fear ... or that tiny little trace of self-doubt ... that she had always found buried deep down in the secret heart of every woman that she had ever faced. And all she saw ... was incredible pride ... and utter fearlessness ... and supreme self-confidence. She could see that Dominique was a woman who did not know defeat ... a woman who didn't have even the slightest doubt in her mind ... that when it was all over ... she would be the one who proved to be the better woman.
Francesca dug both heels deeply into the hindquarters of her horse ... causing it to lurch violently forward ... ramming her leather love-toy all the way up into the deepest part of her ... and mashing her clit against its base. Even as her entire body shuddered in delight ... and she roared with pleasure at the top of her lungs ... she couldn't help shaking her head in amusment ... and smiling to herself. It was just so typical of her! Out of
all of the French women that there were in the world ... she had to find this particular one to pick on. She couldn't have been satisfied with just any old average French woman. No ... not her. She had to pick on the one who was the strongest ... the one who was the most beautiful ... the one that just about every man in Paris would absolutely kill to get their hands on ... because they all knew that she could give them ... the best damned sex that they ever had.
You could see Francesca's mind wandering as her thoughts turned to the events that took place earlier that day ... the events that would bring these two absolutely gorgeous women together ... for their fateful rendezvous.
