-“What’s the matter bitch? Your tiny tits can’t match up to mine?”-despite the bravado, Amy’s boobs hadn’t come unscathed. But the important thing was that she had pitted her boobs against her sexual rival’s tits and she had won. Jason now knew her tits were superior. And she was sure to make him remember how she beat his other lover in a tit to tit contest every time she could. She was now expecting Mi to hide her head in shame, becoming a pushover in what would become a one sided fight that she’d win. She expected wrong… Yes, Mi was humiliated by having the guy they were fighting for seeing her beaten in a straight woman to woman contest. But instead of thinking of giving up, Mi decided to double down to recover her feminine honour…
From her position on the floor, Mi latched onto Amy’s right leg, biting her tattoo out of spite and extracting a pained scream from her browned haired antagonist. Shocked at the unexpected attack, Amy used her sexy legs to try to kick the Shanghainese girl away, but Mi was like a pitbull intent on tearing Amy’s legs off. Ignoring Amy’s kicks, Mi pressed her advantage by tearing and pulling down Amy’s panties. Despite the obstacle the panties now posed to her mobility, Amy was finally able to get her opponent off her right leg when her knee hit Mi’s face.
-“You wanna fight dirty? You’ll regret ever starting this!”-kicking her white panties away, Amy pounced on her opponent. Riding high on her tit fight victory, she was confident she would prevail again, proving to Jason that not only her tits were better, but also her pussy was superior. A spirited back and forth ensued, where the girls wasted no time in pulling all the pubic hair they could get their hands on and trying to damage the enemy pussy. The tone of the fight changed from extremely sensual to a frenzied back and forth. Their agonizing screams confirmed the depravity of their attacks.
Jason could not help but to appreciate all the preparations the girls had gone through for his benefit. The nasty threesomes, the cakes, fighting on the eve of their mutual birthday...It would all add up excitement to his sex life after today. But which girl would be enjoying the fruits of her labours with him?
Amy was not lacking enthusiasm in the degenerate cxnt contest, but her naked pussy put her at a disadvantage from the start. Mi’s black panties, while not the wall of China, dampened the effect of Amy’s lethal nails on her clit. Either by skill or better protection, the older girl proved better positioned at cxnt warfare. She bent her finger as a hook in order to inflict the worst damage possible. The result was instantaneous: Amy screamed and abandoned her efforts. Her hands went down her cxnt to comfort her pussy. Mi spent some time catching her breath and nursing her love hole. Seeing Jason marvel at her ravaged anatomy, hard cock in full attention, filled her with satisfaction. She was still embarrassed of losing the titfight, but at least she was going to win Jason, and at the end that was all that mattered. She would have plenty of time later to purge the humiliation her boobs suffered from Jason’s memory.
-“You should have never messed with my man”- Intending on bringing more pain to the Beijinger, Mi stood up and kicked her younger antagonist on her belly. One. Two. Three times. The kicks, though excruciating, refocused Amy’s attention off her vagina and into trying to get out of the present quagmire. Fighting through the pain, the younger woman mustered a powerful kick aimed at Mi’s feet, making her enemy crash into the floor. Amy pounced on the Shanghainese girl, grabbing her by the hair and repeatedly pounding her head into the floor.
-“You should have never messed with ME!”- The Beijinger turned Mi’s body in a prone position and mounted her. In this position Amy pulled down Mi’s panties and started biting her already scratched ass! Mi’s outraged screams filled the room as Amy mercilessly used her teeth on her and was looking to further escalate into more cxnt mauling.
The dark haired girl could feel Amy’s wet cxnt soaking her upper back and she didn’t like it one bit. Her hands blindly looked for anything to maul in order to get the brown haired woman to desist, and luckily, she found Amy’s face –which was still biting her butt- and sank her fingers into her eye sockets! Amy forgot all about biting her opponent’s ass and covered her face, allowing Mi to dismount. Despite the obvious opportunity to keep her assault on the Beijinger, Mi was in too much pain, so she just settled for keeping a prudent distance while she recovered.
The girls, exhausted by the savage fighting, implicitly used this break from the fighting to regroup. The only piece of clothing the girls had left now was their dresses, but were so compressed it looked like tiny belts around their waists. Their pussies had been getting wetter in the meantime, overflowing their legs with cxnt juice. The abundant amounts of cake covering their bodies at the start of the fight was almost gone, leaving thin layers of white stuff on their bodies. Mi was willing to fight to the bitter end, but she started wondering what it would take to defeat her rival for Jason. To Jason’s older lover, it seemed Amy just kept attacking like mad bulldog. Was her desire to make him her exclusive boyfriend real or just a natural consequence of her competition with Amy?
Amy on the other hand, was having second thoughts. Had she known the fight was going to get so vicious, she would have probably treaded with more care when challenging her sexual rival. She wondered if what pretty much was a casual relationship was worth all the pain she had gone through.
-“Jason, I’m not going to let this whore steal you away from me”-Catching the smell of Jason’s cum again, Mi remembered he had been the best lover she ever had. So she made her mind: She was going to have his cock tonight and finally orgasm. She would resolve all the pesky relationship questions later.
-“He was never yours tramp! Tonight I’ll feast on his cum!”-For Amy there wasn’t any doubt: it was already way too late to think of anything but winning the fight. She knew Jason was worth competing for, and over the course of the week she had resolved to make him her boyfriend after winning.
Ready for a final clash, the girls went head to head in a brutal fistfight. Rather than a rapid succession of punches, it was a slow slug, each hit packing a lot of force.
-“He belongs to me!”- Mi hit her Beijing rival in the face, snapping her head backwards. Then she proceeded to drive another punch into Amy’s boobs but the brown haired girl blocked her with her arms.
-“That’s not for you to decide!”- Amy counterattacked with a punch to her rival’s bosom, making her wobble. Pressing her advantage, Amy pummelled her dark haired rival’s chestuntil the Shanghainese evaded one hit.
-“I was here first!” – The older girl grabbed the arm that Amy was using to punch her chest and pulled her in. She then used her elbows to repeatedly bash the Beijinger’s face again.
-“It’s not my problem you can’t hold onto him” – Amy nabbed Mi in a headlock and threw backfists into Mi’s pretty face. Her dark haired rival strained and struggled as she tried to get out of the hold, being finally able to get out by turning her head and biting Amy’s tits.
-“His cum is mine”- The older girl yanked Amy’s dress and pulled her directly into her knee. Then she wrapped her arms around Amy’s head to get a better hold and kept driving her knee into her rival’s belly and side abs. Jason couldn’t help to wonder at the revisionist spin the girls had been pushing throughout the fight, because it had all started as casual no strings attached relationships with both girls. Now he had suddenly become the boyfriend of one girl, and the other girl was trying to steal him away. Jason saw Amy get out of the hold and retaliate. His Chinese lovers continued exchanging heavy punches. He was surprised so far by the viciousness Mi had shown so far. He had thought that Amy’s natural meanness and raw emotion would give her a better chance to win the fight. But there was Mi, answering her younger rival attack by attack and it seemed she wasn’t done. As a matter of fact, after a while it seemed as if Amy was being pushed back in this titanic struggle! The Beijing girl was still putting the good fight, but Mi was placing more and better punches now.
-“HE’S MINE!”- Knowing she was being outfought, Amy tried one last 3 pronged attack to overwhelm the Shanghainese girl and win the catfight. She bit her antagonists’ shoulder, then drove her own knee to punish her romantic rival’s clit and started raining side punches to her rival’s abs. Not only did Mi didn’t seem to feel any pain, by now the older girl seemed possessed. She copied Amy’s attack and the younger woman found herself in a world of pain. The girl from Beijing willed her body to continue the fighting, but her body finally crumbled after a hard cxnt knee attack. She would have fallen had not been for her Shanghainese rival grabbing her by her mane. She then continued to savagely pound Amy’s physique with impunity.
-"WRONG BEIJING TRAMP! THE GUY IS MINE!"- Deciding she had done enough, Mi contemptuously threw her younger rival to the floor. Still miffed at losing the titfight, Mi dropped her knee into Amy’s boobs, making her release a chilling scream. Crouching just besides the spent Amy, she punched her face repeatedly until she couldn’t get any meaningful response from Amy. At last, she had won this brutal catfight.
The beatdown finally being over, Mi allowed herself some moments to rest and bask on the moment. She had won, Jason was hers and she was intending to cash her victory right then. She wanted to torment her defeated rival in such a way she would always remember what she had lost today, while at the same time make Jason forget all about the other humiliations Amy had inflicted on her.
The older woman unexpectedly felt a set of toned arms hugging her from behind, lifting her up. “Happy Birthday Mi” said Jason as his dick greeted her wet pussy and his hands started massaging her boobs.
-“You’re mine now”- The Shanghainese woman purred. Jason was ready to fuck the winner right now, and Mi did want to be fucked hard. But there was a matter that needed her immediate attention. Gently brushing her man aside, she took the 2nd cake she had brought and put it next to Amy. She proceeded to sit on Amy in a schoolgirl pin and then slapped Amy until she regained consciousness. She rubbed her hands with cake and proceeded to smear her cake onto Amy’s face “How do you like my cake bitch?”
-“Get off me slut…”- Amy almost whispered as she tried to get out of this degrading treatment but her body was too weak to do anything.
-“What happened to your threats? Weren’t your tits better?”- Mi rubbed her ass on Amy’s tits to emphasize the point.
-“I hope you like my cake, because that’s all your pussy is going to taste today”- Mi proceeded to rub cake on Amy’s pussy and other parts of her ruined anatomy. “Nooo…” - The defeated girl tried to get out of the schoolgirl pin, but her feeble attempts were useless.
-“Don’t worry bitch. I’ll give you one present for your birthday”-Mi dragged her defeated rival by the hair – Amy tried to meekly struggle, but by know she was totally spent- and laid Amy’s body sideways on the sofa, tits and face facing out. Then, Mi to tied her feet and hands. The sofa was naturally going to be dirtied with cake, and it was going to pain to clean, but Mi didn’t care at this point.
This task thus finished, Mi sat on the sofa and aggressively French kissed her man, while her hands worked on his broad back and her excited bosom met his defined chest. The response she got from Jason was enthusiastic. She soon felt his hands delicately to run through her face, making a path all the way down to her side abs. There, Mi felt his tight arms embracing her as his hands went to her back. Mi slowly laid down on the sofa, her tight embrace taking Jason with her. Feeling his manhood rubbing her wet clit, Mi proceeded to turn her man 90 degrees around the tiny space until Jason was sandwiched between Amy and Mi. Understanding what Mi was doing, Jason felt a little sorry when he felt Amy’s tits grinding him, covering his back with cake filling. However, his cock had no such high minded concerns: it wanted to be inserted in the victorious pussy. So that’s what he did.
Mi released a moan of pleasure’s as Jason penetrated her and started banging her with increasing force and speed. While Jason’s had his back at Amy, Mi could see Amy directly eye to eye, and the hateful glares she was receiving from the Beijing girl just made her more excited. “Get off him tramp”-said Amy weakly. She was defeated and tired but unrepentant. “How does it feel slut?*moan* To be hot with desire for my man *moan* and knowing this is the closest you’ll ever get to him?” –taunted Mi. Amy stirred, getting hornier and hornier as her body was grinding against Jason’s back. She found it insufferable to feel his skin rubbing her skin while he was engaged in furious lovemaking with Mi. Amy hurled insults at Mi, but by now the older girl was ignoring her, busy concentrating on her orgasm until her body spasmed uncontrollably, making her fall into the floor, completely satisfied. Jason continued pounding into her until he too was satisfied.
-"Oh Jason...this is horrible"-pouted Michiko in the sultriest voice she could muster-"You're all covered in cake. Maybe we should go to your bed and I can lick it off..."
Jason thought that was a delicious idea.
The End...?
