(Much thanks Pappilon he found the missing story, hope all enjoy it)
School Days
In a normal town with a decent population, having neighbors that you say hello to but otherwise prefer they mind their business. Lived a woman, divorced with a daughter,her name is Beth Reynolds .
Beth is 45 years old,5’9” with blonde hair, which was on the short side but stylish all the same. She had white blonde high lights through it as well. She had a very shapely figure of 36E-29-38, Beth’s divorce a year ago was hard but in hindsight much needed.
Shortly after she sold the home she got in the divorce , and moved to a smaller quieter town. Beth had a little secret she took with her, but it always made her smile, when she thought about it. Beth found the woman her husband had an affair with, she was a busty 30 year old Latin woman.
One afternoon she and Beth engaged in a breast fight, it wasn’t planned by either woman. Beth soundly devoured her rival after an hour long duel, she then took her bra and took her time breast smothering and forcing her rival to worship her breasts after she submitted to Beth.
Beth wasn’t sure how she felt right after such a private personal moment, but when her then husband walked in to see Beth sitting victorious atop his mistress, she swelled her body and breasts in pride. More so at the pride and control and embarrassment she took and showed them both, she was the better woman.
Naturally her husband was beyond aroused and tried to apologize to Beth, but Beth wasn’t having it, she relished at the thought he and his mistress now had the giant elephant in the room anytime they were alone, and his mistress surely wasn’t going to want to relive her embarrassing loss with him.
Instead Beth beaming pride and a smile a mile wide stood up, posed in his mistress’s bra and strut out the door ,leaving her ex husband with a raging hard on and no one to take care of it.
Since then anytime her ex wanted their daughter , Beth made sure it was his mistress who came to the door to pick her up.
Beth would wear her rivals bra and a very low cut top or a blouse open enough to show it off , as well as how much she over flowed it. She loved the look on her ex;s girls face as she was left with nothing to say as Beth arched and inhaled posing for her rival at the door frame, a clear challenge that was never answered .
Beth wasn’t the type that often seemed out or got into fights, especially ones so personal and private, but the feeling during and the victory after was something she will never ever forget. To break another woman’s pride and body with her own, she enjoyed more so cause it was the woman sleeping with her husband. Beth often pictured her on top and as her ex husbands hand filled with his mistresses tits, then comparing them to her own after seeing Beth beat them.
Oh the glory of a victory , one that was going to haunt all 3 for the rest of their lives. At the time was unaware or maybe never considered it, seeking out other females to engage her in such a style fight , just to do it again. But Beth was sure of one thing, she felt her ability in such a contest was one of confidence.
Beth’s entire attitude changed, she hit the gym hard, dressed more revealing, but still with taste, and her strut was more confident as well. Her entire new look gave a clear message to other women, (come try me and find out).
As the summer was ending , Beth enrolled her daughter in the local school, she met some of the staff and well to say more than a few were entranced with Beth, was an understatement.
Beth relished in making certain every other mom whose child was attending not only saw her but really took notice, the divorce was looking good on Beth.
Beth loved to be the first car in line and when dropping her daughter off took a slow walk to the front doors to say goodbye to her daughter for the day. But as much as she loved the closeness with her child, Beth also loved making the other mothers see her well stacked fit body.
Now and again Beth caught another woman’s eyes glare a bit longer than most, but once she locked eyes and inhaled and posed, more and more the eyes would turn away, making her smile in pride even more.
But Beth couldn’t get rid of the feeling another woman was watching her every move, they just hadn’t locked eyes yet, there was a car near the back of the long line of cars. In the car sat a woman with her daughter, she was much to far back to take the walk with her daughter, so everyday she would sit and watch Beth strut about in her tight or even low cut tops, stretching them out and making them form to her healthy bust.
The woman was Sophia, a 44 yo redhead, divorced as well, she had only lived in town a few months longer than Beth. But during that time Sophia was known as the hot to trot mom. A MILF as the husbands often referred to her as.
And yes naturally the other Ives were jealous of the given name and the body of the woman it was referred to. Sophia was a blood colored redhead 5’10” and a 146 pounds with 36 EE-28-38 body. Her tight red hair style and pronounced round cheek bones, reminded many of the once great model/wrestler Hanna Vieck.
Broad shouldered and curvy shape made her stance very intimidating. Sophia like Beth was wronged by her ex husband and like Beth she handled the mistress herself, but in Sophia’s case , she not only ended up taking the other woman’s bra, but milked her breasts after till she was crying. Afterwards the two met up again and Sophia ended up ripping out a fistful of her rivals hair, and dragged the 30 something year old out by her hair .
As she threw the mistress out by her hair, her ex husband got the full view of the end of the fight, with his mistress battered banded and crying on the ground. Sophia stood topless breasts out and smiling as she shut the door on both of them, with a simple goodbye of, “your out and take your trash with you”.
After moving here, Sophia was in heaven, women in the small town wanted to be her, dress like her and carry themselves like her. Sophia loved being talked about at a BBQ , or at the PTA meetings, as the woman to lock your men up away from.
But now Sophia’s reign as the woman hot to trot in town was being taken by another woman new to town. Sophia waited to catch a really good look at the new woman, wanting to know her intentions in town and find out her story not the rumors. Sophia could clearly have her choice of men, with a smile a wink or a flash of her swelling cleavage.
But Sophia set her sights on a man named Dan, he was a 30 yo. And a successful catch that both women had their eyes on, and suddenly now they had competition they had not planned on in the way.
Beth as she made “friends” more like a coffee clutch , they often talked about everyone else but themselves. Beth rarely paid attention till one day she inquired the group about Dan. All the women became silent for a moment, then Beth pressed the topic by saying , “don’t tell me he is gay”. Not one woman laughed, but one saw Beth had no idea finally spoke up, “Oh Well Beth there is no way you could know yet, Dan is all man and still single , but there is one woman who has lets say set her claws in him, and well to be frank, i don’t any woman in town that could match up to her in town. That is till you moved in”. Beth sits up interested in this new news.
Beth purrs “and tell me just who is this other woman?”, they all share a wide eye stare as another says , “you mean you haven’t run into or met Sophia yet?”. A nudge shuts the woman up, then the first woman who spoke out says, “ Well Beth , Sophia is shall we say as built as you are in the right places, maybe a bit fuller up top but not by much.”
Beth a smirk and glint in her eyes sits back, “that so?, and tell me where can i find this Sophia?”. The group of women all look at each other “ well usually she is one of the last cars to drop off, but rumor has it she interested in who you are as well, so keep an eye out, you can’t miss her once you seen her”.
Beth realizes she didn’t get a solid look at the other woman, but she knows now for sure who they are referring to. For the next week or so, Beth would take her ice lingering about after drop off. She made a point to be seen talking and giggling with Dan.
With the weather still warm. She never missed a chance to let Dan see, she had every bit an inviting cleavage as Sophia. It was also a warning to any other women to back off. But unknown to Beth, Sophia was starting to arrive earlier and was watching the display her new competition put on.
One day Sophia arrived as Beth was about to leave, only a few feet apart, both women slowed their confident strut enough, they scanned each other’s figure and posture. Both women instantly picked up on the proud cougar facing them.
They clearly saw that the other woman was capable to take what she wanted when she wanted it, the only thing preventing them? Was the other woman. Neither said a word, instead a sly smirk spoke volumes of what they could have said. As Beth and Sophia pass each other , they both look back over their shoulder for one last close look.
Beth got to her car and looks over to catch Sophia giving dan the same level of attention and showing her busty body off to him. Beth knew what Sophia was doing as she had just put on the same performance or Sophia.
Sophia pauses long enough to stare at Beth, they shared a glare and each woman inhales for the other. Slowly Beth got in her car and drove off, the same show went on for a few more weeks with both women’s attempts to arrive first in line for drop off.
On a few occasions they arrived within seconds of each other, and it was a non confrontational of whose car inched in first. While petty to the other mothers not involved, they smiled at watching the tensions and jealousies build.
But to the two women involved, the little “gotcha that time” smiles were enough for now. As winter started to set in, the women were forced to cover up more. From chilly winds, rain and finally snow.
Naturally during the holiday breaks all were sure the tensions were on hold, little did the other women know, Sophia and Beth would invite Dan to stop by and they made sure to wear the lowest cut , tightest sweater tops they could as a gift offering to him.
While these two were able to put the other out of her mind as often as they could, one pause at the full length mirror would instantly refuel their minds there was completion about. Beth drove her daughter to her ex husbands this time, it was rare but she always made sure the Latin mistress she disgraced came to the door.
As she did this time, Beth sent her daughter ahead, and grabbed her ex’s mistress by the arm, turning her. They glared a moment then Beth spoke, “tell me something Bitch, that day you and i met alone, did i hurt you or were you just no good at that style fight?”.
The woman stares back at her man then back at Beth, “ fine yes you really hurt me, happy now, you had to rub it? That why you asking?”. Beth sneers “not at all, if i wanted to do that i would be asking you to go inside with me right now. I just needed to know, you tell him I’ll be back in a week and it better be you thats here as we agreed”.
As Beth put the demand to the woman who slept with her husband she made a point to drive her bust to hers, hearing the slight “ummff” from her Beth smiled and evil smile. It was the perfect ego boost she needed.
Beth arrives back at her home, she pours a glass of wine and decides to call Dan. His number was on the contact sheet for all parents. With no idea what might happen, she was at least positive he would agree to a night out.
She hears the phone ring then the husky male voice, “Hello?”, Beth smiles to herself, “Dan , hi its Beth, Brittany’s mother”. Dan remarks he reimbursed her with knowing her child’s name, it made Beth smile even more.
Beth goes on, “well i was wondering if you weren’t busy with the school break and all, if you would like to have some wine and a hot home cooked meal with me”. Dan didn’t hesitate as he replies, “Wow i would love that, then said how about i do you one better and i cook for you”.
Beth was thrilled and the date was set for the next day, Beth arrived wearing a full length leather coat, she smiled and walked in as he opened the door, she looked about and smiled at how cozy the home was for a single man. The aroma of his cooking filled the home and her senses.
Dan smiled and offered to take her coat, Beth grind more as she eased the coat off, Dan draped it on his arm, and Beth slowly turned on her heels. Dan’s reaction was nothing short of exactly what she hoped for and a lot more than he was allowed to show when at the school naturally.
His eyes widened and he gulped in a breath as he says “Wow you look even more amazing Han when you drop off your daughter”, they smiled then ate and laughed and talked, after they shared the wine she brought. Before the night ended they were kissing .
As the kissing got heavier Beth sat up and eased off her top then her bra. Dan stared speechless as he sees they were real, and full and firm, more so than he first thought so in his mind.
When Dan cupped them and caressed her heavy bust, kneaded them deeply, Beth arched and pressed her breasts more into his hands. He was amazed how heavy and firm they were, so flawless and smooth and round.
He didn’t hesitate to brag for her and praise them, “Beth my god , your body is a temple and your breasts are amazing”. Beth pulls his head to her breasts and stiff nipples, she pulls her arms in a but to bulge her tits at his mouth, “nmmm then worship them”.
Dan didn’t hesitate a second as his warm lips and wet tongue devoured her breasts, but as Beth moaned at the feeling , her mind was on Sophia, she had to find a way to let her competition know, she got him first, and stakes her claim.
Over the extended weekend each night was much the same for the two, and each time Beth exposed her breasts then body , Dan’s reaction grew more responsive as if the first time seeing her. Neither agreed to say they were a couple at least not yet, it was just two adults getting together.
At least for Dan, Beth inwardly was feeling a jealousy, as if she knew not making the claim they were an item left the door wide open for her competition.
Come Monday the feeling rode into town as if dropping a child off. After the return to school Beth had an extra swagger in her step, she made a point to arrive before Sophia. In doing so upon leaving Beth made a point to let Sophia see her steal a kiss from Dan, then would swagger by her competition smiling as if she had won.
Sophia was forced to boil in jealousy as she had to wait for her competition to exit, only able to inhale and pose for Beth. Beth as she left Dan outside his office with a deeper kiss, Beth paused in front of Sophia and purred softly to her “sorry but your a little late honey”.
Then swagger to her car with a smile, Sophia was in a rage and ready to stab her hands in her competitions hair. she started to wonder why Dan never replied to her texts, but now it was clear he was busy with Beth.
Sophia thought to herself (oh you wanna play bitch? This game is just starting). Two weeks later while Dan was still entertaining Beth now and then, he was at the gym , as he was walking out Sophia was out in the lot wearing a very tight body suit, to work out in.
It left very little to imagination, she “accidentally” bumps into Dan as he was leaving, they had a quick chat. Dan again compliments Sophia with the same line that he didn’t need to hear the child’s name to know who she was.
She blushed he knew her name, and she teased him by saying he van make it up to her, the bumping into her literally, he could buy her dinner. Dan agreed and like with Beth, he made the offer sweeter by saying he would cook her dinner.
Sophia was cooing inward that this man was also a good cook, he would have to be , to make the offer. The night started as it did with Beth, and exactly like with her, Dan worshipped Sophia’s body with an emphasis on her breasts. Much like Beth , Sophia drove her breasts into his hands and hungry mouth, moaning and so wanting to ask him to compare.
Sophia got close, she asked Dan as he devoured her breasts , “Dan is there anyone else”?. He paused working her breasts looks up at her, “not officially but yes, and she is as busty and curvy and sexy, i hope that doesn’t bother you, but i understand if does”.
Sophia loved the honesty and wondered if she said yes, would he choose right there, or still be between the two of them. Sophia cups her large breasts at him, “ tell me do these make you want to forget her?”.
Dan watched then he swallowed as he replies, “well Sophia , normally those would be more than enough, but to be honest, hers are every bit as large, round and firm, as is her body”.
Sophia was burning inwardly but she smiles at Dan, “oh Dan thats fine, i am sure before the school year ends one of us will make the other see she is going to let you go, so you can be with the better woman”. Like with Beth , the two make love well into the morning.
After the weekend Sophia was walking on air and she so was ready to let her competition see, she was very much still a threat. But as she reaches the school that Monday, Sophia was stopped cold in her tracks. Beth had beat her there again, but was openly pressing to Dan, Beth saw Sophia walking up, she whispered to Dan then kissed him, as she turns and brushes past Sophia, Beth purrs again, “oh honey if thats all you got, just give up now”.
Beth goes to her car in time to see Sophia snuggle up to Dan, smiling, as her daughter enters the school, Sophia struts by Beths car,her hand in the air, she snaps her fingers and says to Beth, “just getting started honey, that the best you can say?, better quit while your ahead”.
Both mothers pause at their cars and glare, its clear to them something more than sharing Dan is going to come between them. Both drive off jealous and in a rage, the idea another woman’s in their way is enough but for her to be so equal and be desired is intolerable .
Then as they go over it in their minds it pops, this has nothing to do with Dan, he is just a tool for what they really need. Neither wants to be told she is bustier, firmer, no . What’s driving these two at one another, is the fact another woman has matched them and is standing her ground against them.
The fact each is busty and gorgeous and can take any man has them ready to see who is the better woman. At home each woman stares at their reflection in the long mirrors, as if glaring at their competition. Each caressing her bust and then softly pushing their firm breasts to the glass mirror as if testing her rival.
They both think aloud , i need to settle this, i need to make the other woman understand there can only be one of us. As both realize what must happen, they stare at their reflections, slowly they cup then caress their breasts, imagining its Dan doing it.
Beth coos to herself “nmm yes Dan I’ll fight her till one of us gives and the other is yours”, Sophia is doing the same as she pictures Dan, “oh Dan yes I’ll make her know which is the better woman, then these are all yours baby”.
Monday arrives and the winter like the school season is coming to an end. Once again each woman wears her tightest and most revealing tops, only now its for dan and each other as a challenge. As if these two agreed to it, there is no race to arrive on Monday, but both pull in at the same time.
As each struts their daughter to the front doors, they each pause and stand a foot apart, their veiny cleavages swelling and slowly but deeply rise and fall, as nipples tent the cups and tops easily.
Dan walks out sees both women, he nods to each but doesn’t approach either of them, they grow more jealous of each other by the minute now. Dan returns into the school, each woman stares at him walking away. Both breath in as Sophia breaks the silence, “well honey, i think its time you and i go try to work this out between us”. Beth nearly gasps at the chance to be done with the games, “oh i fully agree with you, but the when and where is he question”.
Sophia nods they can’t use the weekends as each either has her daughter or plans with Dan. Sophia finally whispers, “how about Wednesday? We can drop the girls here early, we will be dressed to go,and at the chance we are running late Dan will surely stay and watch them till we get done”.
Beth breathes in “i agree, as for the where, will the motel a few streets down do for us to be alone and private?”, Sophia smirks “we can get the room Tuesday night , move the furniture for the morning”. Beth smirks “well glad to see we both have been thinking of this day in depth”. Sophia nods “extensively “.
Beth nods “likewise”, the bell rings both women turn and slowly saunter to their cars ,they pause at the cars , Beth says to Sophia, “a brief discussion about how and the stakes?”. Sophia looks at her, “exactly what we both been thinking, winner gets bras, loser gets milked, and worships winners tits, agree ?”.
Beth smiles “agreed and for the sake of it, loser gets her picture taken under winners tits for him”. They glare then Sophia nods, “fine with me”. Both leave relieved the cat and mouse games are over, the moment they been dancing around is going to be settled between them.
Once each is back home, they both parade about the homes, the emotional roller coaster is starting, jealousy, anger , fear and more fly through them. They try to keep busy but no matter what something they imagine, think of, or see brings them right back to the moment this will decided.
Finally as the school day ends each stays in her car, they don’t want or need Dan to fill their confidence. But as Dan sees each he smiles and waves to them, almost as if he knows these two will be in an erotic yet hard fight.
But as they realize this isn’t over Dan, it would have eventually been something else that brought them to agree to this showdown. After feeding the girls and reading to them, each searches out the best attire for this meeting.
A perfect designer bra and thong set, thigh highs garters and heels, then instead of dresses or tops, they put their longest Coates as if long robes to cover the fight attire. Finally on Wednesday morning each has a shower , do their make up with extra care, hair done .
Each eases on her delicate lingerie, their soft fingers trace every curve and inch, roll up their nylon thigh highs, then tug the snug designer bras on and adjust their heavy breasts in the cups. A touch of perfume in cleavages for their rival .
As they ease on their coats , each pictures a different out come for today, but neither can deny the vision of being the one to submit, how they will react, the torment of being atthe mercy of her rivals hands after.
Each traces her proud bra cups as they picture pressing them on the losers face, or being milked by her. Each feeling her juices flow as they check the time and breath in, the time has come, within the hour these two competitors will be left alone to see who is the better woman between them.
The drive to school is like every day, till they both pull up and park. First Sophia then Beth exit their cars, the walk to the front doors are slower and heavier then most days, and neither searches out Dan.
They hesitate releasing the children,but as the kids break free, each mother smiles, each sucks in a breath as the next thing to do, is meet at the motel. Both women turn then pause they stare a moment. Beth in throaty tone says, “well everything is ready, still ready to do this?”.
Sophia breathes in, “of course are you?”. Beth nods, inward each hoped the other would want to get of it, but when neither does they know he fight thats coming. Sophia nods “I’ll see you in room 120, don’t be late”. Beth nods “room 120 it is, don’t you be late either”. Both women grip their room key in their coat pocket.
So not to let on whats happening as they pull away , each goes off in a different direction, as they do they see Dan hands in pockets watch them drive off, as they look back in rear view mirrors.
Beth pulls in first ,she makes sure no cars drive by as she exits her car and walks straight to the motel room and in, she locks the door and sits to wait to see if her rival will show. As she waits her eyes look over the low style carpet, she sees their heels stagger across it then imagines milk being drained onto it.
Just then her mind snaps back to reality as she hears the second key in the door, inside Beth breaths in, outside Sophia takes a deep breath. She enters the room, locks them in and adds the “Do Not Disturb” sign.
Sophia turns sees her adversary’s key and purse on the dresser, she places her own beside it then joins Beth on the edge of the bed. As the morning sun hits the window of the room , the drapes already secured closed, the silence between them nears maddening levels.
They finally turn their heads to look at one another, Sophia breaks the silence, “Well i guess its safe to say there is nothing else to do or say but get this matter behind us”. Beth nods “other than the act not a thing, shall we?”.
With nothing to say both women stand up and move to their prospective corners, they each hear the hiss of their Coates sash hiss free and drop open. As fingers grip the coats openings each takes a full breath then slowly eases her coat off her shoulders and back till their hands catch it, they toss them on the bed and hands set to their hips a moment to pose in the sexy lingerie.
As if preplanned each slides her fingers up her own arms and finding the straps on their shoulders eases them off and down their arms, till hands pull free of them. They arch as chins tilt up at the foe before them , then both reaches behind and fingers find their bra clasps.
They glare as one by one the four clasps pop unlocking the bras, the elastic bands stretched tight suddenly slacken and swing apart. Their eyes locked as they both ease their bra lower till the garments slip off their proud full breasts.
Each woman holds her bra up and out on her fingers as if to say “come get it”, now free of their attire and bras especially, each has set her hands on her hips. Both gives the other a profile look and head on to their perfect posture and breasts.
The shared. Confidence adds to the already jealous dislike for each other, slowly hands slide up to their veiny round breasts, they each cup their own, lift then caress the flawless surfaces.
As if a daily ritual, their heads bow and tongues extend as they expertly lick and suck at each of their own nipples. Content they have made them as stiff as they can they both release their breasts. Two audible CLOPS echo in the room.
Each feels a slight grin come to her lips at the firm dense sound, their hands rise higher on top of their hair . Then as eyes lock on the rivals they slowly begin to walk towards the other. Each heels step causes a firm jostle in their breasts. Each gentle pendulous sway has the women inhale in pride.
Eyes stay locked and neither shows any emotions, but their eyes can not lie, they are both reading the confidence and fear deep in the eyes of their rival. Just before flesh collides to flesh they circle around as one, their chest tighten as do tummies and backs. There is a sudden new sound, a combined “ssss uwww bitch” whisper as their broad tipped stiff nipples meet.
Thinking their nipples were as stiff as they could get , proved wrong as the tough of their rivals to their own made them stiffer. Instead of jamming them, the women slowly sway and graze the stiff pegs across the others, forcing lips to purse and both to inhale.
Each woman sets her stance a bit wider, as long sinewy thighs flex to hold their place as broad shoulders square to the others. They guide their nipples to poke, saw, rub and flick, arousing each in their anger more and more.
The room is silent other than their combined hot breathing and subtle moans,they refuse to let their eyes look between them as they let stiff nipples spar before the fight between their tits.as each searches for a tiredness per laziness in her rival, it is not found , driving the already jealous hate and anger, as such the slow play like sparring turns rougher as they both stab tips, swipe and flick faster and harder .
It is Beth who reveals the action is becoming to much as she releases a reaction both were holding back, Beth arches as she parts her pursed lips, “uww ohhh you Bitch.”
It was like a fuse was lit in Sophia, hearing her rival she tightens her chest and now starts to stab, drag, flick and jab her hard nipples at Beth’s, “yesss feel me Bitch, feel how i am gonna hurt you”.
Beth feels the spark as well, instantly she joins the fray as she dabs , jabs swipes, and flicks as hard right back, “Bitch cmon “.as both are stabbing nipples the rubbery like tips are forced up,down, and side to side. They seem to grow longer and stiffer with each touch from their rivals pair as both women wince yet groan. Both ladies are determined to despite knowing this like a light sparring to the main event.
But it is Beth that finally takes the match to the point they both yearned for, as firmly as she can, Beth drags her nipples across Sophia’s, forcing Sophia to draw her shoulders back. The heavy breathing from both mouths is heard, till disrupted by both.
A solid heavy firm CLOP!! Disrupts their breathing, then a second CLOP!!!, as first Beth then Sophia drives her heavy tits into her rivals tits. Their round mass jostles and quakes firmly, their breasts lose shape then quickly reform to the proud round look.
As both feel the others mass, they step closer and start to drag, prod, push,pump hard into each, each grunting at the full contact but neither yields. Their firmly planted heels start to up root as the steps are made to attempt to counter their rivals advance, only to be attacked or attack again.
They begin to step around as one to maintain their balance as breasts, chests and bodies begin to collide. As they do each almost welcomes the feel of her rivals breasts but instantly regrets feeling them and counters her own to ward off the others.
The odd dance becomes as if choreographed as one then the other inhales and drags firmly across the others breasts and back. Both women try to act as if he rivals attempts are falling short, but the heavy panting rhythms disrupted by the forced gasp, or shocked feeling tells another story to each.
After a solid full 15 minutes of non stop contact of raw dragging, pushing , clops and claps of flesh. Their rounded globes once a pale color turn red, the natural rounded shapes swell to double the area, and the added roundness adds to the weight each must hold.
The subtle crisscrossing both deliver turns to shoving thrusts, causing more fleshy noise as each woman grunts from her rivals hard counter.each feels inward pain at the surface and a deep ache internally. Anger grows more now as the lack of verbal reaction and others ability to match each other is to equal for each to tolerate.as they watch their bountiful pair wrestle the opposite pair and bulge between them both seems to dare her rival try harder to beat her tits.
Slowly as if daring the other they drive head on again, as if going punch for punch the CLOPS ring out from between them, each feels her lips fail them as a gasp,huff, or grunt is forced out from between their full lips.
Their breasts are driven together in an almost drum like rhythm, it starts firmly gentle and grows sharper , almost skilled like precision. With lips open now the thrusts are harder, and now each can feel the effect her attempt has on her rival.
Sophia pants out loud, “uuuggnnn uhhhmmfff cmon Bitch more”. Beth gasps out uummff fummmfff uuhnn cmon more Bitch fight my tits”. Each planned to act as if her rival was having little effect but so early in the exchange neither was ready for her rivals skill or endurance.
Once again each woman steps in a slower tighter circle with her hated rival, but both do the best they can to not lose a step or retreat to her rival. As a result their mass collides,drags,pumps faster, harder between the small space between them.
Forced to a swollen forms they crush head on and begin to roll and grind tit to tit, bulging and ballooning their tits against the others, pulling her rivals with her own. Each tries to lift or over lap the others to deliver a stinging strike with her own breasts.
Blotches of blue and purple surface as the fight continues into 45 minutes,and neither woman eases off an inch despite her internal pain or fatigue. Sweating now but refusing to ease off with pain building, first one then the other growls aloud, “cmon Bitch more”. “Bring it Whore fight my tits.”
But as they taunt more and try to seem as if the steady contact is thrilling, it is a mask for the hurting deep pain swelling to the rounded surfaces.
The women walk each other around, using the entire room to fight in. First Sophia then Beth tries to get her adversaries side or undersides, to lift and plow into her rivals cleavage to part her rivals powerful tits with her own. They fight the other harder as their breasts are used as weapons, and they are determined to ignore the pain they feel.
The new CLOPS of flesh are no longer steady, instead infrequent but harder between them, as the fight reaches an hour of non stop contact, and neither well versed in this fight they both have fought beyond the length they are use to.
But with each refusing to give the other an inch, the pride in their bodies and breasts has them fighting harder as if they planned it and more out of frustration then anything, both women stand thighs wider stance and begin a very forced pumping action head on.
The CLOPS,CLAPS and fleshy SLAPS reinforce behind the anger of the moves intent, “CMON BITCH ….MMMFFFF MFFFFF UUGG UHNNN ‘’, her rival in synch, “ THAT YOUR BEST BITCH HMM?, UUHHNN UHN MFFF OHHH YOU BITCH”.
They stand face to face while each forces the other to retreat only to see her regain her ground, they step about the room, sweat making their bodies glisten, their lips sag in pain as they gasp and pant. The clops are starting to sound like punches now as they fight harder.
The colliding does take a toll, but jealousy and pride forces them to fight on. Like seasoned veteran fighters , both keeps her hands on her own hair though they grip it tight in their own hands. As the one hour mark passes breasts are cherry red, and despite the slick sweat on their breasts, it becomes tacky making their flesh pull and peel as they connect tit to tit.
Their hair losing its volume as make up looks days old, the hungry glint in their eyes now a dusky worn glazed over look.even the tired rug shows signs of wear from the steady steps each takes as they fight so closely.
Slowly the hungry trash talking gets replaced by gasps, pants and, coughs. Now the point of every touch of her rivals breasts becomes annoying, and the swelling, bulging, and recoiling is felt deeper, more pain filled and drives each woman mad.
These two while not as skilled as some women fight on as if seasoned at it, but cause of the lack of it, neither has the instinct to drive head on and deliver a move that will hurt her rival deep enough she will gladly submit.
As a result they stay nipple to nipples , aureolas to aureolas breast to breasts, grunts, wincing and gasping fill the room. The battle slows and then again quickens , tempers flair out of the fatigue and her rivals ability to match her step for step.
After one hour and fifteen minutes the signs of one having to win this personal war starts to show. Beth steps in and firmly crushes into the side wall of Sophie’s left breast, Sophia’s face contorts into pain not anger as Beth firmly drags across her tits. Enough so Sophia loses ground to her , but Beth stays after her.
Sophia’s breath releases heavily as pain is etched on her face, Beth feeling a smirk to her dry lips rolls her shoulders up and back as she advances after Sophia. Beths only thought , she wants to end the marathon fight , as she rolls she lifts upward and with a firm jostle proudly aims at Sophia’s pair.
Their flesh collides yet again CLOP! Their tits jammed together hard. Both of their heads toss back and they yelp out loudly. But as the flesh settles together, it is Beth who has a wider steady stance her shoulders start to alternate right , left, right driving her breasts up into Sophia’s.
Sophia dead in her heels, her head shaking no as saliva flips from the corners of her mouth. The collision and Beth’s after continued assault on her breasts, proves Beth was more ready, and wanted this win more. Beth finally drives her tits up under Sophia’s hard punishing the glands and damaging the undersides.
She stabs her breasts in and up into Sophia’s breasts, driving them up under her rivals chin as she refuses to let up on the punishing blow. Beth continues the slow but rough undulating rowing and pumping up and in.
The almost rolling pin like motion seems to force Sophia’s tits to flatten themselves on top of Beth’s. Sophia trembling, as she shakes her head is in agony she tries to retreat again but any flinch of movement had Beth drive in and up harder. Finally mouth hanging wide open as tears run with sweat, Sophia screeches out, AGHHHHHH OH GOD YOU BITCH MY TITS !!!”.
Beth inhales and in a sadistic way gains new power hearing her rivals scream, “YESS YESS BITCH FEEL MY TITS, DO YOU BITCH HMMM YOU FEELMY TITS!!!”.
Beth knows she has the upper hand she presses it, the distinct flesh against a wall rings out and her rivals shaken voice unable to hold back now, “UUGHHHH OWWWWW YOU cxnt , MY TITS GET OFF THEM GET OFF MY TITS AGHHHH”.
Beth now looking as if this war just started tightens her body, her stance more rigid, presses locked to her rival. Beth still alternates her shoulders like two pistons she pumps freely her tits up under Sophia’s. Sophia’s undersides are red, raw and being stretched out, Beth abuses them, her own tits like two rolling pins ironing out dough work he rrivals breasts more, but now with vigor as she hears Sophias pain.
In a last hope Sophia her shaking side to side on the wall, pushes her hands at Beth’s face to try to stop this punishing move. Beth simply grabs her wrists and pins Sophia’s hands to the wall. Angry at the futile attempt Beth now starts to jam her tits up under, the claps ring out as if she is pummeling a soft tummy.
Each of Beth’s driven hits is with pure jealous hate. Beth snarls at Sophia’s face “you give Bitch hmm?do it or ill ruin your tits for good”. Sophia scared and in pain as she looks up eyes releasing more tears now, yells out against her bodies wishes, “NO no never you BITCH”.
Sophia snakes her calf around Beth’s , their long legs flex as tight tummies meet, arms struggle against arms as do their breasts. Beth is now grinding, dragging, just plain devouring Sophia’s tits with her own.
Sophia feels the pain, the heat and bruises, her lips trembling to not blurt out the words i give. Her leg pulls Beth into her more. Beth forced forward stumbles, her face claps to the red beaten undersides. Both women's hands high on the wall but Sophia beaten to exhaustion despite her wrists in her rivals hands, uses her body and breasts to shove Beth backward.
With her heels catching the dry old rug they fall onto each on the rug. Bodies glistening, they squirm and writher on one another, their breasts now sandwiched between them mushroom out. Arms and hands tug and pull the sweat has them grip and re grip for control.
As hands finally break free both Sophia and Beth dig their fingers deep into tight hair and begin to pull with restored hate for one another. Their faces together snarling as they pul with intent to bald the other in what looks like a stand still moment.
Breasts bruised bulge and roll as bodies wither together, their thighs snake around the others, as squirming and kicking goes on. Slowly as they curl into each other the two women in a cat ball begin to roll over each other across the rug.
Spitting, snarling, hissing in others face. As each groans, growls in her rivals face the feint sound of hair snapped from their scalps is heard. Hate drives them and seems to rebuild confidences both pant in pain in others face “bitch”, “cxnt fight”.
Back and fourth they roll as one tangled being. Somehow in the savage melee the women break apart.once both stand there is no break, or request to get water, instead with that same jealous hate they stab fingers in each other’s hair. As they pull as if to rip others head free, their red swollen breasts again clang together between them.
Slowed but no less forceful they jam their tits together and drag and press. Both are in pain neither has felt, so much so both want to give but neither will without a fight. They pull their foreheads together by the hair, then with heaving chests and gulps for air they both begin to sway their shoulders and use their breasts like fists to pummel the others breasts.
The sharp wet SMACKS ring out filling the room. As they both wince and gasp at the pain, they manage to spit, “fight my tits”. “Cmon bitch harder my tits want more”.
Going on nearly two hours the war continues between them, Sophia slightly fuller is slowly forcing Beth into retreat now. The heavy solid dense collisions to her tits are taking a toll.
Sophia sneers at Beth, and starts to fight at Beth harder,, “uhnn uhnn uhnn cmon Bitch”. Beth swallows a reaction but can’t it in her breasts as the get elongated with every powerful collision from Sophia’s fuller heavier tits.
Sophia now hearing and seeing the tears in Beth as her rival slows spits, “want more Bitch hmm?,Cmon cxnt put em up and fight my tits, i am gonna knock your ti..”.
A loud screech cuts Sophia’s taunts off as the room hears SMACK!!SMACK!!!, Sophia’s head snaps back, “AAWWWWIIIEEEEEE YOU BITCH MY TITS OH MY GOD!!!”. Beth her hair released now hugs into Sophia, and begins to grind a tight up and down motion.
As she does Sophia’s breasts become enveloped on themselves, the sweaty red flesh stretched, tugged and crushed to her torso. Sophia has tears the size of coins drop from her eyes, she gently cries out to not cause more pain to her tits, “pl..ple..please stop you bitch no more i give”.
Beth drags harder holding in tight “SAY IT BITCH ,SAY IT”. Sophia shaking in pain, shakes her head no as she can’t accept it but has to, Beth refuses to wait, she presses her tits in and grinds up stretching Sophia’s till tears flow. Beth leans in and up at her “you GIVE BITCH?”.
Sophia’s shoulders drop her head looks up but nods at Beth, Beth wants her submission so begins to pump her tits against Sophia’s, “you Give?”.
Sophia’s body goes slack, Beth’s arms hold her up, finally as her face contorts to pure pain, she screams it, “PLEASE STOP , I GIVE I GIVE YOU WIN “!!. Beth opens her arms and steps back, Sophia drops to the floor like a rag doll in a heap. Beth using her rivals hair pulls her onto all fours. She straddles Sophia’s back and reaches under then slaps her palms onto Sophia’s hanging breasts. Sophia yells out “go ahead you Bitch finish it already”. Beth savors it as she twists, then kneads then squeezes Sophia’s tits like a farmer at his prize cow.
Finally Beth pulls on them ton the nipples and white large drop letters form at the tips, Sophia groans in pain , “ohhh my tits my milk owww”. Beth hisses at her ear, “give it all Bitch”.
With a hard deep squeeze Sophia’s breast explode and her milk sprays the dingy rug a dark color appears as her milk soaks the rug. Sophia begs her rival to stop, but Beth was here to win and she continues asShe hisses, “till your dry cxnt”.
Finally the tortoise stake stops as Beth tugs on her rivals tits and nothing more streams out. Her tears continue as Beth eases off and forces her on her back, then straddles her again. Sophia looking up in embarrassment gets her arms pinned under Beths knees.
Beth then inches higher till she eases her thong aside and grabs Sophia by her bangs. Pulling her head up in her folds, “eat me Bitch”. Sophia slides her tongue in her rivals pussy, Beth slowly starts undulate riding her face.
As Beth cups her tits she starts to reach orgasm on her rivals face, she smiles as she inches back then with Sophia’s face a wet mess of tears, sweat and Beth’s juices , Beth lowers her tits on Sophia’s mouth as she growls, “suck my tits bitch”.
Sophia crying in a muffled form under the round firm heavy tits of Beth sucks at her rivals hard nipples, worshipping them to Beth’s delight. Content she proved who is the better woman, Beth stands and collects both Bras, and then leaves.
The next day swollen and sore Beth wears Sophia’s bra under her top, with just the right amount of the bra showing for dan, who met her at the door of the school. Beth steps to Dan as he sees its a bit loose, he asks “you ok?” .
Beth whispers “i am fine and you are all mine now” she kisses him. Sophia meanwhile stays in her car , wiping tears . Beth sees her smiles and waves bye with her fingers. The rest of the year was all Beth’s , she even heard Sophia was thinking of moving away. But as the next years school year rolled around Beth was at the front doors talking to Dan when a woman walked up to them, she smiled when she saw Dan .
Her and Beth’s eyes locked as Beth inhaled slow, so did this woman, their veiny cleavages swelled as she said to Dan ignoring Beth was right there, “hi my names Connie”.
Dan introduced himself then as the bell rang went inside, Beth looks at Connie, “your new here aren’t you honey?”. Connie raises a brow swelling her cleavage at Beth “names Connie and i am only new to the area honey”. Hearing the second bell ring both women head to their cars glaring. Beth says “I’ll be seeing you around honey”, Connie smiles “i look forward to it Honey”.
The End
