Here's part two of Mira vs Christy. The will be one more part after this to finish off the story. As always, let me know what you like and didn't like as well as any other general impressions or ideas that this gives you. Thanks for ready and enjoy!
Part 2
The next day was a rest day for the ladies before the main event. Everyone decided to stay at the cabin that day, Bobby and Al made a nice breakfast for everyone then settled in the den to watch some football. The ladies came in and out of the den throughout the day, chatting and giggling. Despite the intensity of their competition they seemed to be getting along quite well. Both ladies were dressed in sexy workout clothes, sports bras tops and tight spandex shorts. Miras were crimson red and Christys were sapphire blue. Even though they were supposed to be resting Christy and Mira took every chance they had to engage in some sort of sexy contest. During a commercial break they both came into the den and took their tops off before engaging in a quick arm wrestling match. The ladies were closely matched and their breasts wobbled as they struggled against each other. With a loud gasp of exertion Christy managed to pin Miras hand. The ladies then stood up and hugged, making sure their breasts lined up perfectly, before walking out of the room leaving Al and Bobby slightly dumbstruck about what had just occurred.
Later in the day, after lunch, Bobby and Al were relaxing on the deck enjoying the view when they heard the door open. The ladies walked out onto the deck wearing only g strings and high heels. Their large breasts swayed gently as their heels clicked on the wood of the deck. Mira had on a black micro g-string and a pair of strappy white heels that laced up her calves, the same pair she had won from Caroline in her last fight. Christy was wearing a white g-string of a similar size as Miras as well as black pumps with a red bottom. Seeing these two gorgeous women standing before them both Al and Bobby sat up immediately, eager to learn what was about to happen.
Both ladies grind at each other before Christy announced that she and Mira had been talking and decided that they didn't want to limit themselves to a single submission catfight. Instead they had agreed to turn the rest of their time at the cabin into a continuous catfight and the first to gain three submissions would be crowned the catfight queen.
The new plan was either lady could initiate a catfight at any time with only a few exceptions; they had to allow for a thirty minute rest after a submission and could not attack during sleep, meals, or if their opponent was having sex with their own husband. Furthermore after gaining a submission the winning lady won the right to have sex with her opponent's husband at a time of her choosing. Lastly, the woman that was crowned catfight queen would not only get to have sex with the loser's husband but would also get to sit in the loser's face and be eaten out till she orgasmed as well as take home a pair of high heels of her choosing from the loser.
After explaining all of this to their husbands the ladies asked what they thought.
Bobby grinned and said, “This sounds like it's going to be intense, but I love the idea.”
Al nodded in agreement and said, “It does. You ladies sure like to make these things exciting.”
“That's what we're going for.” Said Mira with a sly grin.
“So when are you planning on starting?” Asked Bobby.
“Right now.” Said Christy as she turned and grabbed a handful of Miras blonde hair.
Mira shrieked as she tried to pull Christys hand out of her hair, “You bitch!” Her hands flailed as she struggled to maintain her balance, and she managed to catch hold of Christys auburn hair and pull. Christy gasped in surprise from the sudden pain in her scalp. The two ladies grunted and squealed as they yanked at their opponents hair, both fighting to stay up in their high heels.
Christy managed to pull her head away from Miras grasp and gave Miras head a sharp tug to keep her off balance. She seemed to compose herself before looking up at Al and Bobby and saying, “follow me boys, I'm going to show you how a queen defends her crown.”
Christy turned and began to pull Mira inside by her hair, occasionally spanking her and yanking her hair to keep her off balance. Mira yelled in frustration as Christy controlled her mercilessly into the den. Al and Bobby were close behind, they had never seen a catfight in high heels and didn't want to miss a thing.
Miras ass looked fantastic, with just the smallest triangle of fabric covering her pussy before turning into a thin black cord that lost itself between her cheeks. Christy gave it one last smack before throwing Mira down onto the mats in the den. Mira rolled over and glared at Christy, who just laughed and asked, “do you want a chance to take your shoes off, or should I just kick your ass with them on?”
Mira didn't reply, she just stood up and charged at Christy. The two ladies each grabbed onto their opponents hair and began trying to throw the other to the floor. They were both grunting from the pain as they tried to gain control of their opponent.
“Ugh, that was a cheap way to start,” grunted Mira as she aimed a slap at Christy's ass with her free hand, “is that because you know you won't beat me?”
Christy let out a humorless laugh as she tried to pull Mira around by her hair, “Ha, you have no idea what you're getting yourself into.”
Al and Bobby settled on to the couches as the watched. It seemed to them that neither of the ladies wanted to fight on the ground, as their shoes would make it more difficult. Instead the catfight seemed like it would be a standing one.
Christy used her free hand to grab a hold of Miras right breast and began to squeeze hard, causing Mira to scream in pain. Mira began wildly slapping at Christy's hand and face in an attempt to get her away. Christy seemed unbothered by these slaps as she just gritted her teeth and kept squeezing Miras tit with one hand and pulling at her blonde hair with the other.
“You should just save yourself the trouble and let me fuck your husband!” Yelled Christy.
Al was beyond turned on by this as he watched his sexy wife take quite the beating. He began to slowly rub his erection as Christy let go of Mira boob and started to slap her sides and ass. But Mira wasn't finished yet, she gave Christy's hair an almighty tug that caught her by surprise and, sensing an opportunity, used both hands to shove Christy backwards.
Christy stumbled backwards and her sexy shoes caused her to trip and land on her ass. Quick as a flash Mira rushed forward and pushed Christy onto her back, then sat on her stomach and began slapping at Christys giant boobs. Christy screamed as she fought back, her hands trying to catch Mira's wrists. With a stroke of luck she managed to grab one of Miras arms and roll her off. The ladies were side by side on the mat as they both fought to get on top. Their shoes made it difficult for either of them to gain the advantage and they ended up rolling back and forth across the mat. Bobby and Al could help but grin at each other as their sexy wives played out the ultimate catfight fantasy of a catball with high heels on.
With their breasts squished together the ladies thrashed about on the floor as they grunted and moaned, their sounds of exertion were peppered with catty insults as they grew frustrated with their inability to take control.
“Bitch!” Hissed Christy as Mira rolled on top and landed a slap to her face.
“Slut!” groaned Mira as Christy rolled back over squeezing her boobs.
Christy kept her hand latched onto Miras tit as she was rolled over and Mira climbed on top of her. Mira tried to jerk back in an attempt to free her boob from the torturous grip and gave Christy her chance.
Christys sexy legs slithered up either side of her head and, just as Mira noticed the presence of two black high heels near her head, Christys legs locked around her midsection and slammed her backwards onto the mat.
Mira screamed as Christy poured all her strength into the scissor hold. With her opponent held tight Christy reached down and began pinching and slapping at Miras thinly covered pussy.
Mira struggled briefly before it became too much to handle and started begging Christy to stop.
Christy held her pinch on Miras pussy as she asked, “Is that a submission?”
“Yes! Yes! I give!” Yelled Mira
“Good.” Replied Christy as she gave one last slap to Miras pussy before letting her out.
The ladies sat on the floor for a few minutes with their chests heaving as they caught their breath. Mira looked at Al and gave him a small smile, Al asked, “Are you okay?”
“Yeah, that was exhilarating!” Replied Mira before turning to Christy. “You're fierce!”
Christy smiled at the compliment. “Thanks,” she replied, “You are too, but I had to show you I mean business.”
Christy stood up and walked toward Al, she pulled her g-string to the side, sat on his erection and started to grind.
“I want to take advantage of this now, before your wife has a chance to attack me while I'm distracted.”
Christy, with her high heels still on, brought her feet up onto the couch on either side of Al. She grabbed the back of his head and pulled his face into her breasts as she bounced up and down on his dick.
Mira watched, slightly jealous, as the gorgeous redhead rode her husband. She turned to Bobby, who was jacking off to his wife as she moaned like crazy. Mira crawled up and took his dick in her mouth and sucked him off as he watched Christy and Al fuck. Christy's moan grew louder and everyone could tell she was close. She screamed out her orgasm and Al grunted out his own simultaneously. They slowed down and Christy kissed Al and said, “Thanks,” as she climbed off. She turned to see Mira with her husband's dick in her mouth, she walked over and knelt down next to Mira and gently grabbed a hold of Miras blonde hair. She tugged lightly, pulling Miras mouth away and said, “Thanks for warming him up, but I won.”
Mira pouted a little but allowed Christy to take over sucking Bobby's dick. As she sucked Christy kept a hold of Miras hair, making sure she stayed close and was watching. Soon Bobby was grunting out his own orgasm and at the last minute Christy pulled him out of her mouth and jacked him off onto Miras face and tits. Then she rubbed her tits against Miras, using his cum as a lubricant. Mira enjoyed the sensual contact of their tits rubbing together and she moaned in pleasure.
Christy could see how horny Mira was and she stood up with a devious grin, “I'll let you get yourself off as I go and clean myself up,” she said, “maybe you'll win the next one and earn yourself a nice orgasm.”
Mira collapsed into her back and began fingering herself furiously as Christy finally took off her high heels and placed them on the mantle of the fireplace. Then she walked back to Mira, who was moaning as she grew closer to her own orgasm, and removed her shoes as well. She placed them on the mantle next to her own pair and turned to wait for Mira to finish herself off.
Once Mira had stopped moaning Christy said, “I'll leave these here until one of us has earned them.”
Mira nodded and said, “okay” in a breathless voice.
The ladies spent the next hour cleaning themselves up in their separate rooms before coming back into the living room. Al and Bobby were in the kitchen preparing dinner, the ladies both accepted a glass of wine from the husbands before they went out into the deck to watch the sun set. Bobby and Al were amazed the ladies could switch from tearing each other apart to acting like the best of friends at a moment's notice. After the sun had gone down the ladies came back in the house as the guys were setting the table for dinner. They were laughing about something as they walked in and upon seeing the two men staring at them they burst out laughing again.
“What's so funny?” asked Al
“Wouldn't you like to know?” joked Christy
“We were just laughing about how your crazy fantasies get us into these situations.” Said Mira
“And that we never imagined we would be doing anything like this when we agreed to marry you.” Added Christy.
“Well we never imagined we would get so lucky.” Replied Bobby.
They all laughed as they sat down to a nice dinner. As they ate the men shared the origins of their catfighting fetishes, and the ladies shared what they had learned about themselves as they explored this new aspect of their sexuality.
After dinner the ladies offered to clean up. Al and Bobby sat at the table and enjoyed some beers as they watched the ladies side by side at the kitchen sink. They sipped their beers as they admired the two perfect asses side by side. Both ladies had on spandex short shorts and tight white shirts. Mira was wearing pink shorts and her
white shirt ended just below her plump breasts. Christy had on orange shorts and, after seeing the length of Miras shirt, had tied the side of her shirt in order to show off her flat belly. As they washed the dishes Christy looked back to make sure the men were watching, then she bumped her butt into Miras. Christy giggled as Mira shot her a dirty look. They went back to washing the dishes. Mira looked over at the guys then at Christy, who was scrubbing a frying pan. Seeing Christy was distracted Mira pointed the sink sprayer at Christy and soaked her shirt! Mira laughed as Christy let out a noise of disgust. When she looked down and saw that her shirt had become almost transparent from the water, Christy tried to snatch the sprayer from Mira and get her back. Water sprayed everywhere as the two sexy ladies fought over the hose and soon they were both soaked. Their large breasts and nipples were clearly visible through their thin shirts as they began to wrestle harder. Eventually they abandoned the hose all together and grabbed a hold of each other. Christy pushed Mira back against the kitchen counter and aimed a slap at Miras soaked boobs. Mira retaliated by grabbing Christys auburn hair and pulling hard. Christy groaned as the pressure on her scalp increased and she slapped Mira some more as she tried to pull away. Both ladies separated and stared daggers at each other.
They began to circle in the large kitchen area and Mira pulled off her shirt. She shook her tits at Christy and said, “I want to tit fight you again.”
Christy removed her own shirt and replied “if you can make me submit this round I'll tit fight you after.”
The ladies crashed together in the center of the kitchen, slapping furiously. As they battled for control they both grabbed onto each other's hair and began to pull. Christy began to force her body into Miras. The ladies groaned as they struggled for power, their bare feet strained against the tile of the kitchen floor. As Christy powered forward she backed Mira into the counter and started to bend her back over it. Mira could feel Christy taking control and knew she had to fight back. She removed one hand from Christy's hair and delivered a swift slap to her face. This gave her a chance to push against the counter and stand up straight again. The ladies stared into each others eyes as they both pulled at their opponents hair, looking for weakness. Sensing she still needed to do more, Mira took her free hand and slapped Christy's pussy as hard as she could. Christy screamed from the pain and let go of Miras hair with one hand to grab at her boobs. Mira caught Christys wrist before she made it to her tit and held it in her control. Feeling a sense of domination Mira used her feet to trip Christy. As she felt herself going down Christy pulled on Miras hair to bring her down too, causing Mira to let out a cry of pain. The ladies landed on the hard kitchen floor with Christy on her back and Mira on top.
Al and Bobby rushed around the kitchen island to keep sight of the action. They say the two gorgeous women still battling on the hard kitchen floor, with Mira in a dominant position. Mira sensed an opportunity and scooted up to sit on Christys tits. Knowing she was in a bad spot Christy began to struggle, but it was too late. Mira pulled Christys head up by her hair and used her thighs on either side to hold it in place. She leaned forward and placed her spandex covered vagina directly over Christys mouth and nose. Christy could feel how good this smother was and knew she only had one chance to get out of it. She brought her legs up to catch Miras head and shoulders, but Mira was ready for it. She caught a hold of her opponents sexy legs and held them tight. Christy had nowhere to move and could feel her air running out. She struggled for a minute more but the hard floor of the kitchen made it impossible to move anywhere, so she stopped struggling and let out a muffled submission.
Mira immediately released her and looked down with a grin on her face, “I mean business too!”
Christy nodded as she stood up, “I guess you do,” she replied, "when do you want to have our tit fight?”
“Right now.” Said Mira, “but let's go to the den, the kitchen floor hurts.”
The ladies led the way to the den and once everyone was there Mira told the men to take their clothes off. Bobby and Al didn't need to be told twice and were soon sitting on the couches with their erections flying high.
The ladies faced off once again, wearing only their spandex shorts and still breathing slightly heavy from their catfight.
“If I beat you again, I'm going to fuck Al” warned Christy
Mira laughed in response, “That doesn't bother me, you can't get him off like I do.”
Christy raised an eyebrow as they moved closer to each other, “You think you fuck better than me?”
“I know I do.” Replied Mira
With that the ladies crashed into each other, both letting out groans of exertion as their boobs squished out to the sides. Mira grabbed onto Christys shoulders as she ground her chest into her opponents. Christy gritted her teeth and pressed back just as hard. They could both feel their opponents hard nipples grinding into their own, both arousing and painfuyat the same time.
The ladies looked down at their breasts as they fought, both impressed by how they were doing. After a couple minutes of constant grinding Mira pushed Christy away with a gasp. They took a second to look at their boobs, which were starting to get slightly red.
Christy looked at Mira and asked, “had enough yet?”
“Not even close,” Miras replied as she rushed forward.
This time she swung her chest and delivered a blow to the side of Christys tits. Christy gasped in pain before countering with a tit uppercut. This took Mira by surprise and caused her to step back. Christy pressed forward and slammed her tits directly into Miras forcing her to step back again.
Al cheered for his wife, “come on baby! Get her back!”
Hearing this Mira pressed forward and shoved her nipples directing Christys. The ladies rubbed their breasts together, hard. Both moaning from their intense arousal, the pain just seemed to stimulate them even more.
Mira pulled back then swung her tits hard at Christys, there was an audible smack as the breasts collided. Christy couldn't help but groan from the pain of the impact as her breasts wobbled. Mira reared back for another swing and this time Christy matched her movement. As the massive breasts collided again there was an even louder smack. Both ladies gasped when they impacted and grabbed their breasts to soothe the pain.
They made eye contact as they held their breasts and Christy sensed a moment of weakness as she stared at Mira. Christy surged forward still holding her breasts and began rubbing her nipples against Miras. Mira began to moan as the pain and arousal became too much to handle. Mira held onto her own breasts and tried to force Christys back, but the red head just kept coming. Finally she backed off saying, “Fuck! Stop! I give.”
Christy beamed as she raised her hands in victory and shook her tits at the husbands.
She turned to look at Mira and said, “Now that was a tit fight!”
“I thought I almost had you there.” Replied Mira as she rubbed her sore breasts.
“You almost did,” Said Christy, “But I knew you were close too.”
“That was the best tit fight I've ever seen!” Added Bobby, “you were both so hot!”
Mira began to remove her shorts as she looked at Bobby's massive erection, “why don't we keep the competition going and see who can get the others husband off first?” She asked Christy.
Christy began to remove her shorts as well, “You did claim to fuck better than me, I can't just let that slide, you're on.”
They had the husbands sit naked on the couches as Mira stood in front of Bobby and Christy stood in front of Al.
Mira looked at Al and said, “Try your best to not to come till I'm done with Bobby, and I'll make it with your while.”
The ladies both climbed on to the man in front of them and began to ride them. Both ladies were highly aroused from their catfight and tit fight and were soon both moaning sexually as they felt themselves coming close to orgasms. Christy pulled Al's face into her tits and commanded him to kiss the tits that had defeated his wife. Al moaned as Christy rode him expertly.
Meanwhile Mira was grinding on Bobby's massive cock and could feel an orgasm building inside her. Soon she was screaming out in pleasure as she bounced on her opponent's husband's erection.
As she came down from her orgasm she looked over at Christy and Al and saw Christy throw her head back in pleasure as she brought Al closer to coming.
Mira turned herself around on Bobby's dick and began fucking him in reverse cowgirl, giving him a tantalizing view of her ass as it bounced on his dick. Bobby began to grunt as he could feel himself ready to come, Christy looked over just in time to see her husband ejaculate into Mira as she slammed her ass up and down on his dick. Feeling her victory, Mira moaned out another orgasm as she drained Bobby.
Once she felt Bobby go limp inside her, Mira climbed off his lap and walked over to Christy, who was still humping Al like crazy. She grabbed Christys hair and said, “Do you need me to show you how it's done?”
Christy screamed in frustration as Mira tried to pull her off Als dick.
The two ladies fell to the floor and immediately began rolling back and forth across the den. They pulled at each other's hair as they rolled each hoping to gain supremacy.
Christy rolled on top of Mira and sat up as she rained down slaps on Miras breasts and face.
“You bitch!” She yelled, “I was enjoying that!”
Mira could only moan and yell as she tried to deflect the barrage of slaps.
With a surge of effort, Mira buckled Christy off and crawled on top. She grapevined Christys legs and pinned her arms as she drove her pussy into Christys.
“I'm sorry you took too long,” she taunted, “I just wanted to give you a lesson on riding dick!”
Christy screamed in frustration and arousal as Mira kept pushing her vagina into Christys, keeping her close to orgasm but denying her relief. Christy began to buck and Mira struggled to hold her down. With enough effort Mira was forced to release her hands to maintain her balance and quick as a flash Christy grabbed two handfuls of her blonde hair and pulled her off. The ladies began to roll back and forth once more, their large breasts pressed together in a beautiful display. As Mira tried to roll over her, Christy opened her legs and trapped Mira in a scissor hold. She squeezed Miras midsection as she pulled her hair causing the blonde to scream out in pain. Christy groaned from the effort as she squeezed with all her strength. In a last ditch effort Mira snaked her hand between Christys legs and started to pinch at her pussy. Christy let out a yelp of surprise and loosened her legs momentarily, giving Mira a chance to escape. The ladies separated and stared daggers at each other, their chests heaved and breasts wobbled as they were both extremely tired from continuous competition.
Christy was still sitting on her butt and Mira was on her knees. Mira dove forward and Christy brought her legs up to catch on another scissors hold. Seeing Christys legs coming, Mira grabbed one sexy leg and held tight trying to prevent Christy from locking her in. Christy slapped Mira in the face, driving her back and trying to get on her knees. Mira dove in one more time, sending both ladies to the floor.
Mira moved her body out of scissors range and grabbed Christys hair.
The two exhausted ladies lay on the floor pulling at each other's hair until Mira, with a groan, pulled herself on top of Christy. She grapevined her legs once more as Christy continued to wrench at her hair. Mira brought her beautiful tits up to Christys face and pressed down hard, robbing her of air to breathe. After a minute of struggling Christy stopped fighting and weakly tapped Miras thigh. Mira rolled off and the two gorgeous ladies lay side by side, exhausted. It took them some time to recover but as they lay on the floor Mira kept one leg on top of Christys, she felt a strong sense of arousal emanating from the point were their legs touched.
Finally the ladies rolled to face each other and shared a tired grin
Still breathing heavy Mira called Al over and told him to finish fucking Christy. Then she looked at Bobby and asked if he wanted to come fuck her again.
Al went to Christy and she spread her long legs as a welcome, he began to slowly fuck her as she recovered her energy. Meanwhile Mira rolled over and stuck her ass in the air, the perfect invitation for Bobby.
As Bobby fucked his wife's opponent, Christy rolled over while Al was still inside her and assumed the same position as Mira. Face to face as they were being fucked the two ladies gripped each other's hands, enjoying some non violent contact between each other. Soon both ladies were singing out their orgasms, followed closely by the men. Then both the exhausted couples retired to their rooms to recover for the final day of their trip.
The next morning everyone slept in quite late. Christy and Mira got up first and had some coffee on the deck, both ladies were happy to have some time to talk about their weekend so far without their husbands around.
“This has been the craziest weekend of my life,” said Mira as the ladies enjoyed the view, “I've literally been fighting you constantly this weekend, but I've loved every minute of it. And I've really enjoyed spending time with you.”
“It really has been wild,” replied Christy. “It's crazy enough that I fight for my husband's arousal, but what's even more crazy is that I've made friends doing it.”
“Yeah I don't fully understand it, but I love that I'm able to relate to someone about this thing I do for my husband, that's usually kept private.”
The two beautiful ladies shared a smile as they sipped their coffee.
“The guys are eating this up aren't they?” Asked Mira with a grin
“Are you kidding me? Bobby's never going to stop talking about this trip.” Replied Christy.
“This is the sexiest I've ever felt.” Added Mira
“I know! Right?,” replied Christy, “ I think that's what makes this so addicting. They really can't get enough of us!”
The ladies chuckled as they looked out over the view.
“You know this backyard has some beautiful grass..” started Christy.
“And it's really private, there's no one around for at least a mile.” Added Mira.
The two ladies looked at each other as the same idea occurred to them simultaneously.
“After breakfast?” Asked Christy.
“You're on.” Said Mira.
“What should we wear?”
“Bikinis?” Suggested Mira, “and we can put our hair up, it'll be like a college girl catfight!”
Christy laughed at the thought, “it's been a while since college. But the guys will love it!”
After they finished their coffee the ladies went inside and made breakfast. Al and Bobby came downstairs and they all ate together. When the husbands were cleaning up the ladies disappeared into their rooms, but not before instructing the men to meet them in the backyard when they were done.
Bobby and Al waited on some lawn chairs as they admired the natural beauty around them. Soon the ladies came out onto the lawn wearing string bikinis.
Miras bikini had pink and white stripes, Christys was the same style but with green and white stripes. Both bikinis were very small, the tops only covered their nipples and the bottoms were more like g-strings than bikini bottoms.
As the ladies stretched and limbered up Al and Bobby stared at their sexy bodies. The crisp morning air combined with the ladies' own arousal had their nipples hard and pushing against the bikini tops. As Christy bent down to touch her toes Al got a great look at her ass, the green and white stripes bottom was only barely visible as it all but disappeared between her cheeks. Bobby stared at Miras breasts as she stretched her arms up high, the tiny top struggled to contain her massive tits and he was certain they would escape their prison within the first few minutes of the match.
The morning sun shone brightly, providing some warmth to offset the crisp mountain air and a light breeze moved lazily through the yard. Both ladies stood up and put their hair up in sporty ponytails.
“If I beat you here, I'm the new catfight queen,” stated Mira.
“I wish you luck, but I intend to give our men the show they deserve, and that involves you submitting to me,” Replied Christy.
The ladies began to circle slowly. The only sounds that could be heard was the rustling of grass as they stepped and the quietest hint of a breeze. This was the first outdoor catfight either lady had ever fought, the new venue added a primal sense to it. They circled a bit longer, each aware of what was at stake. Though they considered themselves to be friends, the title of queen was on the line. Christy wanted to defend her title, and Mira wanted to take it.
Suddenly, without warning, the two lady's charged forward and came together with a smack. Their large breasts slammed together as they each grabbed their opponents ponytail. Their legs jostled for position as they attempted to out muscle each other. Their toned legs flexed as they dug their feet into the grass. They began to let out sexy grunts as they fought, each trying to gain control. Finally, with enough effort, Mira put Christy into a headlock and began marching her around the yard trying to throw her off balance. Christys boobs wobbled furiously as she was woman-handled across the grass. She began to slap Miras stomach and ass as her face was pressed into Miras left breast. She wrapped her arms around Miras stomach and attempted to throw her down. Mira was forced to release her headlock on Christy in order to keep her balance and the ladies broke apart. Both ladies' chests were heaving as they caught their breath. Christy charged forward and tackled Mira to the grass. The women tumbled across the yard, each unable to halt their opponent's momentum as they rolled back and forth. By now their breasts had popped out of the tiny bikinis and jiggled fiercely as the ladies tussled on the grass.
Mira managed to stop their momentum with her on top and grabbed both of Christy's tits, squeezing hard she yelled, “Just submit to me!”
Christy screamed from the pain and delivered a swift slap to miras face, causing her to release Christys tits. Christy rolled Mira off and the ladies separated momentarily. Their tops hungs useless around their necks so they both removed them and threw them towards the men.
They began to circle again even more cautiously than before. Mira had a red mark on her face from Christys slap and Christys hair was coming out of its ponytail. Both sets of breasts glistened with a sheen of sweat as the ladies prepared to engage once more. Suddenly Mira charged forward with a shout, Christy started forward a half second later and the ladies locked up in the center of the yard. Each tried to put the other in a headlock and they ended up in a stalemate. They separated again before charging forward, swing slaps at each other. They traded slaps to the body and face as they moved furiously about the grassy lawn.
Christy cocked her hand back and swung a furious slap that connected with miras right boob. A loud slap rang out as Mira cried out in pain and her boobs danced wild from the impact. Mira dove forward and tackled Christy to the grass. The ladies began to roll around once more before Mira managed to stay on top. Christy began to slap wildly from underneath causing Mira loads of trouble. Eventually Mira grabbed Christys hands and fell forward hoping for a breast smother. Christy turned her head to the side to avoid the smother and bucked Mira off. As Mira landed on her side Christy wrapped her legs around Miras stomach and squeezed for all she was worth. Mira groaned in pain and Christy grabbed her hair and pulled, hoping to add to the torture. Mira tried to pry Christys hand out of her hair, giving Christy a chance to squeeze her left boob with her other hand. Mira screamed in agony as Christy began to pinch and twist at her nipple, all the while squeezing with her sexy legs and yanking at her hair. As Mira struggled to free herself it became too much and soon she was screaming, “stop! I give!”
Hearing her opponent submit, Christy released her scissors hold and stopped squeezing Miras tit. With her hand still in Mira's hair, Christy rolled on top of Mira and sat on her chest. She smiled down at her opponent before calling Bobby over. She pulled his pants down and took his massive erection into her mouth. She sucked him off expertly using one hand to play with his balls as the other held Miras hair, making sure she was watching.
Before long Bobby was grunting as he came in her mouth. Christy let some of his cum spill out of her mouth and land on miras face. Christy finally let Mira up, and as she was standing up Christy pulled her close and licked the last of Bobby's cum off her face.
“Sorry, that's mine.” She said.
Mira grinned, “that was an intense round!” She said breathlessly, “You're tough.”
“You are too,” replied Christy before walking over to Al.
Christy kissed him on the lips before bending down and pulling his shorts off. Then she climbed on and began to fuck him on the lawn chair. She moaned in pleasure as she felt the sun warming her nude body and a gentle breeze tickled her nipples.
As they fucked in the lawn chair Mira watched from the grass and slowly began to finger herself. She had begun to feel much affection for this woman she had met just recently. The uncommon nature of their relationship excited her beyond belief and to see her riding on Als dick as they both moaned in pleasure sent her to the brink of orgasm.
Christy began to shove her large breasts into Als face and commanded him to lick them. He eagerly obeyed and was rewarded with Christys moans of pleasure. She increased the tempo of her gyrations as an orgasm swept through her body. She pulled at Als hair as she began to whisper in his ear, begging him to cum for her. Al could handle it no longer and began to grunt and moan as he shot his load inside her, telling her she deserved it after her spectacular win.
As this was happening Bobby sat down behind Mira on the grass and allowed her to lean against him as she fingered herself to completion. He played with her perfect breasts in the way he knew she loved and she too moaned out a massive orgasm as she watched the woman who defeated her pleasure her husband.
Afterwards everyone sat outside in the sun and enjoyed some beers. The ladies remained in just their bikinis bottoms and the men had only swimming trunks on.
“This has been an amazing weekend,” stated Bobby.
“Truly,” agreed Al, “I don't think this could have worked out any better.”
The ladies smiled at each other, both pleased with their husbands' reactions.
“This has been pretty perfect,” said Christy “and we're tied,so the winner of the next round is crowned the Catfight queen!”
“Do you want to agree to have our final match this evening?” Asked Mira.
“I think that's ideal.” Replied Christy, “in the den with our best lingerie.”
“You're on!” Said Mira, “Can we have one more tit fight this afternoon?”
“Yeah, if you want to lose again.” joked Christy.
“Don't get too confident.” Said Mira, “I'm gonna bring it this time!”