Maura vs Nancy 2
After I beat and humiliated the former bush Queen Nancy in presence of her husband, I felt a little bad for her. I kind of liked her but she was looking so hard to be beaten…she was so arrogant and confident that I couldn’t help myself but to humiliate her the way I did. It was almost as if she thought she was the best at everything. When she called me for a revenge, saying I was a one time lucky bitch I told her to meet me in a women’s club where I would be pleased to destroy her cxnt again in a woman to woman challenge… I wanted to humiliate her again in presence of other women, my friends at the club… And I loved the opportunity to smell and maybe taste her hairy cxnt… She was hesitant, she somehow felt “protected” with her hubby, but I insisted that between her and me it was female business… and pleasure. She finally accepted.
I was in the club with a couple of friends having a drink at the bar. I was dressed with a red sleeveless blouse, several buttons open to show my generous cleavage, no bra which showed the outline of my large and thick nipples, a black miniskirt that pressed my splendid butt and strong thighs. I was also wearing a red garter belt and stockings, black high heels. And covering my newly crowned Queen Bush was a tiny pair of white sheer panties, my thick cxnt hair escaping from the sides and poking through the sheer dirty material as my bush filled the panties more than they could handle. I laughed thinking of how jealous Nancy would be when she got a glimpse under my skirt. You see the panties didn’t match anything else I was wearing, because I wanted to exaggerate the fact that I was covering my hairy cxnt with Nancy’s panties…the ones I took from her before leaving her house.
When she appeared I was astonished. She was dressed to kill, or was it like a cheap whore? A brilliant green top which pressed tight against her tits and left her belly button naked, a green silky miniskirt matching the top and showing off her legs that were covered with black stockings and green high heels. When she approached staring with determination and walking confidently but still seductively, her lips exaggeratedly painted in brilliant red. As she approached closer I could smell her expensive perfume and her personal aroma mixing she had gotten close way too close to be just two friends chatting. As she further invaded my space it was obvious to anyone watching that these two ladies had a problem with each other. She said nothing at that moment she just stood there just looking at me as if she wanted everything back I had taken.
“Hello, loser I greeted with a smirk!” she immediately replied with her breasts pushing herself on to me as our tits touched for the first time since I left her house. I laughed, pushed her breasts back with my own and said to my friends: “ This is Nancy, the one I told you about….she seems to be all warmed up already”. “Do you need your friends to fight me, bitch” she asked. I won’t be that easy as I was, over confident and didn’t take you as a real threat the last time we met”. I laughed again. “Ok, I am all properly scared. Do you want to do it right here? Or would you rather calm down till we can go somewhere more private I asked as I reached up and innocently fondled her panty covered pussy under her skirt as if nothing were going on. She didn’t protest in fact she opened her legs further and countered and snaked her stocking covered knee under my skirt to find my targeted pussy. As we warmed each other up a bit more we began to draw a crowd. “The girls here have prepared a room for us you know, they all want to see your cxnt humiliated by mine”. “ Nancy looks up and around at my friends and is shocked to see Lisa there. Lisa is a friend of Nancy’s from their adult fun group. At that moment I could see steam boiling from Nancy, it was Lisa who informed her friends of her humiliating loss, and I could see Nancy now knows that. “It will be the other way around, whore”, as she turned back to me not commenting on Lisa’s presence.
We walked slowly towards the room rubbing and bumping along the way. As we arrived we discovered a small crowd was waiting for us as some of our friends went ahead, and a few more girls from the club wanted to see this bitch outfucked as well. Some of my friends have gossiped about our last experience and our soon to be contest. The club females were excited about it. Fights like that were common in the club between members. But they had heard about a new woman who had a prior reputation but was humiliated by one of their own club members, their best club member I might add. The buzz about our contest was all through the club and everyone who heard wanted to watch.
The room smelled of female scents, sweat and even unwashed bodies in the spacious room where several mattresses have been laid for our fuckfight. Nancy stopped just short of the mattress as she made a dramatic removal of her top. We all watched as she slowly opened her bra, her large proud breasts springing free and jiggling to a stop. Nancy’s tits were bigger and appeared firmer than I remembered her nipples long and stiff seemed ready for a fight. Everyone was focusing on her, and then looked to me for a response, I felt the pressure of having to “out breast” Nancy as I slowly removed my own top. I was secretly wondering if her breasts were enhanced since I last had seen them, but maybe I had just underestimated them since our last battle. I slowly and sexually opened my bra, my tits being released and shaking a bit of their own as I began to bounce them a little on purpose as the girls cheered on.
I cupped my proud breasts and pinched my nipples a bit as I observed Nancy’s great body, her smooth milky skin, her curvaceous figure, and her look of determination. As everyone spoke and judged our breasts I did my own judging and it was obvious to me now that my breasts were slightly fuller than Nancy’s. From the whispers in the crowd everyone seemed to feel the same. Nancy must have felt the common opinion and possibly shared it as she diverted the attention by slowly removing her skirt. As she lowered it first revealing her hips, then her barely there see through black thong, a gasp had came about the crowd as her hairy wirey bush was exposed. I took note that it was a great deal bushier and thicker than the day we had met, and I felt pressure form her challenge, and her seemingly super bush. As she completely removed her skirt to reveal her powerful thighs and finally her long elegant but strong legs she stood there with her hands on her hips as everyone looked at me to answer. I was growing tired of her little games.
I looked at Nancy for a reaction as I slowly lifted my skirt giving her a glimpse of her panties that I was wearing before lowering my skirt, she seemed mortified as her face reflected embarrassment, humiliation and anger her reaction seemed to be in slow motion. “You fucking cxnt…your going to regret that too bitch” she added as I stepped out of my skirt giving the crowd a look at my own furry bush, tucked away in the enemy underwear. I heard someone from the crowd say “those are the panties she took from Nancy after their last fight” As we stood there the crowd could not tell who had the fuller thicker bush and demanded that we get closer and lose the panties for judging.
I removed my/Nancy’s panties as she did the same we approached each other. Standing tit to tit, nipple to nipple, face to face and bush to bush, staring each other in the eye as we waited to be compared like two items on sale. As several of the women sized us up, I heard the words I knew would be spoken. “Maura she’s got you, her cxnt is the hairiest we have ever seen” some of the women spoke. It really came as no surprise I secretly knew it from the moment she first revealed her bush, how did she get so much hairier I thought to myself. The smirk on her face showed her confidence growing; I think this part of the contest must have been important to her, and was to me as well but I really cared more about the ultimate showdown.
As I stared at her my pussy was wetting of lust for her body that I intended to fuck to orgasm and to humiliate, I noticed when removing my/her panties that I had dampened them and now I could feel my wetness growing more by the second. She squeezed her tits, rolling her hard nipples between her thumb and fingers in a challenging gesture. Gasps of admiration among the women when we moved like felines circling each other both trying to get the best position, our breath crossing, and the aroma of our strong perfumes mixing with our wet cxnt scent. When we pressed our boobs and smashed them together in a hard slamming, followed by a circular rubbing, we kissed hard, biting our tongues, penetrating our mouths, trying to suffocate the other. Not a loving kiss, but an aggressive controlling kiss clearly part of the fight; we wanted to demonstrate we were better in all, tongues, breasts, and cxnts. Our hands went to the asses and our fingernails clawed the smooth skins viciously. Our cxnts slammed, making us groan of pain as we began a nasty kiss fight. I noticed Nancy looked stronger, more decided than at her home, and definitely more desirable.
Our mouths open, nails digging in each others asses as our tongues did battle, our heels could be heard clicking and clacking on the floor as we battled on. I was pushing my tongue in her mouth and she was pushing it out and back into my mouth. Our mouths and chins were soaked from the trading saliva and aggressive kissing. Her tongue felt very strong and her technique was the best I had ever been up against as she began to consistently push my tongue into my mouth trapping it and holding it with her own. She would then remove it and lick my lips teasingly only to allow our tongues to meet at our lips again as she forced my weakening tongue back in its hole over and over again.
I was running out of breath as I thought to my self that I lost the tongues fight as I attempted to pull my tongue free of its tormentor. I began coughing and chocking when her expert tongue touched my throat. She smiled and spit in my mouth as I pulled away from her mouth the humiliation was immediate as I was left to think about how she had just out kissed me in front of my friends. The ooohhs and ahhhs from the crowd only made the realization worse.
“What’s the matter Maura” Nancy said as she obviously wanted to gloat about the fact her mouth and tongue had just defeated my own, she looked to the crowd of women with the confidence of a champion. I calmly and with as much dignity as I could muster wiped my mouth and chin as we broke our grasp on each other. “You may have won the kissing, but I intend to outfuck your pussy and batter your tits honey”
I pinched my nipples and noticed Nancy do the same as we lined up our breasts for a woman to woman titfight. We lowered our hands to allow our tits to do the talking for us as we brought our nipples closer. Nancy’s nipples were stiff and long, but at this distance it was obvious that my little hard ones were superior as we slowly pushed them together it was my nipple making contact with her areola as we held them there. Nancy’s nipple seemed to just stiffen in the air as it almost appeared to be reaching for something that it just couldn’t grab. Nancy seemed demoralized by this as my nipple was piercing her areola hers was making no contact at all. I smirked, looked her in the eye as she did me and slowly crossed her nipple with mine; a gasp escaped her lips as she tried desperately to remain in control. I took full advantage of having longer thicker nipples as we began a nipple sword fight for superiority, I began jabbing and pulling her nipple with my own as she grew desperate to not look foolish. So much better my nipples were over hers at one point my longer fatter nipple seemed to attach to hers and tow it around like a mouse playing with a toy. Finally we pushed them together and at first contact her nipple was bent upwards and smashed into her areola by my superior nipples. She was flattened into her own titflesh. Finally she retreated her nipples and gestured for a titfight as more ooohhhs and aahhhs were heard from the crowd of women.
Silently we began the all out titfight as we pushed them together, I was surprised by her firmness as our tits battled on, pushing and gyrating only to pull back and slap our tits together at one another, a technique that Nancy started first, we backed them away from each other slightly and would swing them together in a hard smacking manner as if one of us would give in from the stinging slaps to our breasts. This was mostly done out of our hatred for each others breasts. The effect was hot I heard one of the girls say as our tits would jiggle a bit after every slap. After a hard stinging slap to Nancy’s bare tit she put her hands over her breasts and said “enough of this lets see who can flatten who…woman to woman….tit to tit” I could see her confidence was high, as she was convinced she had the firmer breasts, I was confused what would make her think that after our initial contact.
She was first to make contact as we started slamming our tits on each others, always grinding, upper bodies crashing painfully at each thrust, violent clashes, and tits getting redder by the minute, nipples painfully swollen. Soon, a layer of sweat covered our bodies, making them brilliant and slippery as our tit fuck continued in a vicious crescendo. The ladies around were gasping and making small screams at each thrust, as if they were receiving the pain themselves. Our eyes were glassy with not well suppressed tears. While our breasts fought noisily, the dampness on our bushes increased until juices started flowing freely. Finally we embraced our arms wrapped around each other as we squeezed for all we were worth. Pushing our breasts into each others as her flesh was widening from the sides of our tits an obvious sign that her tits were flattening. Suddenly Nancy let out a screeching and painful squeal as she tried to push out of the embrace, a painful and furious expression in her face as I let her go. Her hands went straight to her beaten breasts a look of humiliation on her face while I smiled in triumph and cupped my also aching boobs, caressing them while I looked around at the cheering crowd of women.
After some celebration I turned to Nancy, ready to dominate her completely as I asked “are we ready to see who the better woman is?” Surprisingly even then Nancy was confident as she replied “yes I am ready to outfuck you now bitch” . I slowly walked over to face her woman to woman and the next minute we were fighting like mad bitches for physical domination. One arm around our waists, the other hand grabbing our long hairs viciously, pulling and twisting, and our thighs tangled pressing our wet cxnts. I couldn’t believe the strong body in my arms was the same I had so easily dominated and humiliated not so long ago. Nancy was a mix of hate and lust, decided to win, extremely cold in her decision and I felt myself being pushed around by her fury. The women around started taking sides, I must admit mostly for me, but to my surprise, many for Nancy, attracted by her decision and the beauty of her body in the fire of the fight.
Before I could realize it, we were in the mattress both on our backs supported up by our elbows as we opened our legs to allow our enthusiastic hairy cxnts to fight like a couple of pit bulls. As we crossed our thighs (and her thighs crossed hard with mine) her cxnt slammed into mine almost brutally. She leaned her long body up to my face and her whisper was hot in my ear: “I am going to destroy you, you nasty Latin whore and right in front of your friends”. Our hairy cxnts were a mix of dark and light hair grinding back and forth, I could feel her thick bush grinding some of my hair off as I could witness my hair falling out and mingling with her lighter hair. We were slamming our cxnts hard and violent lacking passion, our cxnts were trying to destroy each other. The audible cxnt smacking sounds were filling the air as our hairy little whores did battle, slamming and grinding each other. For the first time I realized she was a Fury, with capital letters, a strong avenger female, who decided to outfuck me and who knows what. I fought with all my will, my strength that I knew superior in normal conditions, but knowing she was dominated by a superhuman desire of winning. I was sure she needed to humiliate me, precisely before my friends, as the only way to recover her self esteem, injured at her home when I humiliated her in the presence of her husband.
I felt her cxnt slamming on mine, the same tactic I have used with her, hard and then rubbing, making my clit hurt with hers, pushing it into the hole it came out of she was in command, a victorious bitch on her way to triumph. I didn’t know what to feel as the reality came over me that my cxnt could take no more…..I began to feel an orgasm from deep inside of me and I knew there would be no stopping it as I tried to hold it back… our cxnts continued their fight I began to lighten my slamming action and fuck with less effort as I was still trying to avoid my imminent orgasm, as I slowed she must have sensed it because she increased her own efforts to humiliate me by slamming her cxnt harder and pushing into me with more force, I made the mistake of looking down at our battling pussies and the look of my thinning bush and my disappearing clit was too much. I was beginning to cum and I could hold it no longer….EN…..EN….EN..
EN…A…..A…TU…TU…..TU, PUTA….EEWWW…..EWWWW I was beginning to cum so hard that I lost it and was speaking Spanish to her…I was mortified and could not believe what was about to happen as my gushing pussy was being slammed by Nancy’s cxnt, my juices were splashed onto my stomach and even my face as my orgasm sprayed…I squirted like a torrent, screaming madly as all my body jumped and trembled in the middle of one of the most powerful orgasms of my life, feeling even some pee escaping with my cum, while she continued pounding her cxnt on mine, now smiling, screaming: WHORE! SLUT! I AM BETTER THAN YOU, WHORE!!!!!!
I had tears in my eyes when my orgasm started subsiding and my body shakes stopped little by little. By that time, Nancy was sitting victoriously on my face, her knees on my arms, pinning them to the mattresses while her smelly, hairy, soaked cxnt grinded on my nose and mouth, her wiry hairs scraping, her scent strong in my nostrils, a mix of juices and pee, one of the smelliest and tastiest cxnts I had the pleasure of eating in my life. She pushed my face on her cxnt with her hands grabbing my hair, now hissing, EAT ME WHORE, TONGUEFUCK MY GREAT cxnt, BITCH!
I did it, ate her cxnt, my tongue deep in her slit, rolling inside, fucking, tasting, smelling her strong female aromas, pushing a finger in her asshole also, until she exploded like a geyser in my mouth, juices in torrent, gushing and squirting, fucking my mouth, screaming madly, as all the women cheered like one, now all in her favor, applauding the winner. She had her arms high in triumph as her sweat dripped copiously on my face and body.
My God… She was beautiful in her victory, I thought while still savoring her incredibly delicious tastes.
She got to her feet, made the last humiliating gesture by getting our panties from the mattress where we had thrown them and pushing them with one foot on my nose and mouth…holding her panties there dangling them with those green heels as I laid there out of breath and too tired to protest. She withdrew her foot and began to dress as I continued to lay there listening to the stunned crowd of women. Lisa asked if I was o.k but I couldn’t bring myself to answer her.
The next thing I knew she took her white panties back and left hers on my face as I watched her ass jiggle out the door
I was crying in rage, but I summoned enough strength to scream: THIS IS NOT THE LAST WORD, WHORE!
