Breast Fight by Catwriter
Candy was the most gorgeous girl in the biker group. Her man, Top Daddy, had the biggest Harley and was the toughest, smartest biker in the gang. They had been a couple ever since Top Daddy had seen her at a strip club and convinced her that being a renegade would be a great way to go. She had enjoyed the last six months on the road although there had been some bad moments. Several times she had to fight off other women who wanted to be Top Daddy's girl.
Candy was tough and managed to win all the fights. She was big and thick and blonde, like a Jayne Mansfield or June Wilkinson.
Several weeks ago, a tough brunette, known as Sam, had joined the group. Top Daddy liked her immediately. She had a body as full if not fuller than Candy's and a bad attitude. She had had several fights with other female gang members and had won them all. The guys were lining up for her but she had her sights set on Top Daddy.
Candy and Sam had not spoken to each other but knew they'd eventually fight it out. Fights normally took place in bars but Candy wanted to have time just for Sam. She approached Sam at the bar and the two massive breasted mommas stood staring at each other. Hands on hips and breasts almost touching, they checked each other out. Candy moved forward a bit and their huge breasts came into contact. Sam was enjoying this and pushed back slightly squeezing their mammaries together.
Candy suggested they meet later, alone, so that they could discuss a few things. Sam thought that was a great idea and suggested a small field near where they were camped out. That night, they both sauntered out of their campsite and met in the field.
Their ragged T-shirts barely contained the bounty therein which bounced and rolled sexily when they walked.
As Candy approached the clearing looking for Sam, she heard a noise and suddenly was propelled through the air onto the ground as Sam had charged her from behind. Both incredible female forms separated for just a second and as they scrambled to their knees, threw themselves at one another. Securing hard headlocks, they wrestled viciously, punching stomachs and breasts in their initial fury. Each weighed close to 160 pounds of solid female. And they were into it now. Rolling wildly on the ground still punching furiously. Each managed several nasty stomach punches as they rolled on the ground. After several moments, they separated and rose to their feet.
The T-shirts were in tatters and large nipples shone through the shredded material. The huge blonde, left breast entirely exposed, shouted, "Keep away from Top Daddy, bitch, he's mine!"
"Not for long, bitch!" screamed Sam and punched Candy hard in her exposed breast. That did it. Candy launched herself at Sam whose right breast dangled dangerously as they wrestled. Grasping each other around the back, they tried to violently throw the other to the ground, but instead stumbled crazily in the darkened field, breasts swinging wildly.
Close together and sweating, the women grasped at breasts and twisted each other's melons until tears came to their eyes. They could feel the other's breath on their shoulders as they fought, breasts bashing together. Still they squeezed and engaged in some painful nipple tugging. Their shirts were totally gone now, lying in tatters. The furious amazons finally fell to the ground and began grinding their bodies together using every part of themselves to try and inflict pain to the other. Finally, they ended up breast to huge breast pulling each other's hair. They rolled more slowly now, arms wrapped around each other pulling the other's head back with the furious pulling and tugging. Breasts and nipples ground together and the women would twist their torsos in order to nipple drag the other. Huge breasts flattened out and sprang back to shape as they fought. Their violent movements had taken them around a hundred square foot area and they hadn't slackened their efforts one bit.
Sam pushed Candy off and said, "Let's just settle this woman to woman, you fucking whore!" and she began removing her boots and jeans.
'Fine with me slut", replied Candy as she removed the remnants of her clothing.
As the moonlight accentuated their heaving bodies, the women circled one another slapping at each other's faces and arms and breasts. After absorbing a number of painful slaps and several viscous punches, they threw themselves together in a vicious bearhug.
"I hate your guts", groaned Candy as she mashed her breasts into Sam's chest.
"I wish you were never born", grunted Sam as she shoved her massive chest into the huge breasts of her opponent.
Twisting and grinding, the women remained on their feet. Evenly matched in every way, their breasts and crotches fought hard, slamming together, then grinding and pushing. Their foreheads were pressed together as Sam and Candy glared at one another. Shoulders grew tired as, arms extended, the battlers continued to wrestle.
After several hard fought moments, the women hit one another hard and staggered back. Hands on upper thighs, they gulped air heartily. They were sweating hard now, entire bodies aglow in the moonlight. Huge breasts dangling low as they caught their breath.
They glared at one another and then they were moving toward one another thoughts of top chick uppermost in their minds. Anger renewed, they flung themselves at one another and toppled quickly to the dirt where they continued their catfight. They became covered with dust as they wrestled madly; dirt covered every part of their bodies and this made them even more angry. They pulled hair furiously and rolled violently about the field. Their bodies were always in contact, breast to breast, cxnt to cxnt. They leg locked one another, squeezing so hard as to almost break the other's leg. Then, they would bearhug, squeezing and rolling, ever so slowly, across the ground. "Bitch", whispered Candy. "Whore", Sam said softly.
Their breath came in gasps and still they battled. Their breasts were taking massive punishment. Sliding against one another in the sweat and the dirt, the huge orbs had become red from the battle. They even tummy slapped one another, thrusting forward mightily when in the top position. The women were groaning now, making noisy gasps as they continued to punish one another.
Finally, they were wrapped as tightly as two bodies can be, leg locked and bear hugging and barely able to breathe.
"There's a stream over that hill, let's cool off", suggested Sam, her black hair a sweaty matte mess.
Blonde Candy said, "Sure, sounds like a great idea." Candy felt sure that with a few moments rest she could kick Sam's ass. Sam, of course, was thinking along similar lines and they walked slowly over the hill to a fifteen-foot wide stream. The water could barely be heard. Sam stepped forward and got down on hands and knees in the three-foot deep waterway. Candy did likewise and they took a moment to soak, run water through their hair and wipe their faces clean.
"You're the toughest I've faced", Sam said admiringly.
"You too, bitch just stay away from Top Daddy", replied Candy.
Sam rose to her knees, placed hands firmly on hips and thrust her beautiful breasts outward..
"Can't do that now, can I?", purred Sam as she separated the short distance between the women in one swift motion, carrying both females writhing bodies splashing into the stream .
"Fucking bitch", screamed Candy as she grasped Sam's wet hair and tugged hard. Sam retaliated and the warring women rolled violently across the soft waterbed. Again, their bodies were as one. Moonlight glinting suddenly on a breast as it thrust forward to meet another, equally large, breast and mash and roll out of sight in the flowing water. Rolling over and over, the women tried every way to subdue the other. They bit and nibbled at each other's throat and neck. Never biting hard enough to draw blood, they still came quite close.
And then, they were side by side, each with an arm around the other's neck, other hands flailing wildly trying to topple the other and breasts and nipples just grinding together in their own private tit war. Then, their flailing hands found each other's cxnt and they tore some hair and pinched. Their legs flung wildly during this part of the battle. Trying to kick out as the other amazon pulled violently. Huge, wrenching crushing moments as both huge women tried everything to overpower her opponent.
And then, total exhaustion set in. Their arms came down and they both lay on their backs and caught their breath. Their breasts rolled and slid just a bit from their ribcage, lolling languidly, nipples taut, seeming to breathe on their own.
"You're some chick", Sam said smiling as she leaned over and licked at Candy's left breast. Sam's tongue made swirling motions and then licked up and down across the nipple making it even harder. Sam's hand made circular motions in Candy's cxnt. Candy felt the tongue on her breast and began feeling Sam's left breast dangling tantalizingly before her. Lightly sucking the nipple, she gradually drew more and more of the breast into her mouth, like a suckling child. And then they were kissing. Lightly swirling tongues, nibbles on lips, licking of necks and then they were kissing hard. Still on their sides, they came together tightly lower bodies still in the stream. Bodies already exhausted, they were ready for release. Their hands wandered unashamedly in each other's crotch and soon juices began to flow.
Their bodies grew so weak, they were glad to be lying down and then they each began surging forward, trying to be on top. Each wanted to dominate the other still and they fought and loved hard as they grappled furiously at water's edge. Always thrusting, whether on top or bottom, the bounteously endowed catfighters rolled slowly along the streambed. Then, they were pulling hair. Their bodies were absolutely glued together and grinding so hard that a bystander might think one would break.
But these were two tough women and the battle of love continued along the muddy waterway. Tongues were lashing now, rubbing over and under each other. Breasts positively slithered, snakelike, over and around each other. Both women tried to push their breast through the other, but the breast resilience pushed the massive mammaries upward and outward threatening to touch the women's chins.
And finally, Candy on top thrusting hard, legs splayed wide for balance, was coming. Sam, pushing violently upward was also coming. And they ground together loudly, both moaning and pulling hair, came in a way neither had experienced before.
They continued lightly thrusting at one another long after the orgasm. Little nipple pinches and pussy hair tugs and hair pulls continued slowly as they unwound. They rolled together, clutching tightly in the stream, feeling the wetness and the exhilaration. They were still two powerful cats who hadn't quite captured a meal but felt better.
"You keep you hands off my man, Samantha", whispered Candy smiling.
"For awhile at least, blonde momma", whimpered Sam as she took a final nibble of Candy's' breast.
