Phillip Larson Matterhorn IV lay in the massive bed, custom made for his desires in the enormous house that he had lived in and was going to die in...at 91 and in failing health, death was imminent. He was sitting in his enormous bedroom and had two different documents sitting on either side of him as he was propped up in the bed. Underneath the sheets, his wife, Allison, a 26 year old buxom blonde, was sucking his dick, which had been pumped up with a prosthesis. Allison would be getting enough money to live her life without ever working again.
Standing in the room were his two favorite ex wives, Ava and Bridgette. Ava had been his first wife, and Bridgette had been his second. They were also getting enough money to keep them and their children satisfied for the rest of their lives. What had not been sorted out to this point was the estate in which they were all living at the moment. He could not decide which of the two, Ava or Bridgette, would get the estate. He already had promised another house to Allison and so she was not in the running. The two diiferent wills had either Ava getting the estate, or Bridgette getting the estate. The rest of the document was identical. The two women were clad in black lingerie with their breasts exposed. They were heavily made up as they looked at each other.
This would not be the first time they met. In fact, Larson (as he was called) had arranged for Bridgette and Ava to "fight" to see whether he would leave Ava to marry his mistress. It was cruel in some ways, but it played to his fetish. That battle was actually 30 years ago, when both women were in their 20s and Larson was in his 60s. Up until that time, Ava had been a dominant force in the bedroom, she had fucked other women, dominated them with her pussy and with her massive tits and Larson wasn't sure that Bridgette would be able to match her, but Bridgette had annhilated Ava. Their tit match, even though Ava's chest was bigger, had been all the blonde and when it came to fucking, well, Bridgette had fucked Ava's brains out. Ava was no match for the blonde and in the end, Bridgette had won Larson and a place in his bed. While he and Ava had been married almost 20 years, he had grown tired of her and was happy to marry the new woman. Bridgette and Larson had stayed married for only 9 years when a new woman had arrived and in that battle, it was Bridgette who had gotten trashed. Two more wives later, and Allison had won her position next to Larson in the bed, she was his sixth wife.
Ava had never given up the grudge she held for Bridgette and so when Larson had advised her that this was the way he was going to decide the estate, she leapt at the opportunity for vengeance. For Bridgette, despite the loss to Larson's third wife, she had avenged herself with that bitch shortly after Larson's fourth wife had displaced her, and she was as confident as she had always been that she would easily defeat Ava again. The two women waited for Larson to instruct them to begin.
As he did, they walked up to each other and wrapped one another in a bearhug. They began to kiss passionately. Their nipples swelled and began to grind as their vagina's flushed with warmth and lubrication. Bridgette's tits were engulfed by Ava's and the pressure was more intense than she had expected. Ava ground her body cyclically into Bridgette as the blonde worked to do the same. Several minutes went by as the two women began to kiss more intensiely and began to breathe harder. Ava's tits began to yield to the blonde's and she intensified the pressure, not wanting to yield at all to her foe.
Bridgette was starting to feel pain now, more than pressure, and she wasn't sure how long she could tolerate the weight of Ava's larger bust. She pressed harder and she heard Ava squeak, a reaction to the pain she was experiencing. Bridgette pressed harder, which hurt her as much as she expected it hurt Ava but as the pain in her chest got almost unbearable, she felt something pop, or so she thought, in Ava's breast and the woman tensed for a moment and then broke her kiss.
"Fuckin' bitch..." hisssed Ava, "I give."
Bridgette smiled broadly. Ava looked like she was going to cry. Bridgette would start their tribbing battle on top. They moved to the big bed so that Larson could have the close up view that he enjoyed.
They removed all of their clothes and began to to grind their bodies together. Ava's pussy was the strongest Bridgette had ever faced, even the woman who had defeated her once. Their labia and clits slid across each other lubricated by the sexual juices that they were both oozing from inside their bodies. Bridgette brought Ava to orgasm. Ava brought Bridgette exquisitely close, but the blonde had slipped a finger into her ass at just the right time, disrupting her rhythm and instead bringing her to climax. It turned into a domination. The two woman ground and thrust and every time their bodies met, Ava's retreated. Her clit withered and shrank into its hood and at one point, Bridgette's pussy engulfed her labia and seemingly sucked it inside of her, vibrating and causing her to have an ear-piercing orgasm. Repeatedly, Bridgette fucked Ava until the brunette couldn't control herself anymore, squirting everywhere and having a multi-orgasmic climax. She yielded in embarrassment and allowed Bridgette to mount her face and fuck her until she came all over Ava's face. Bridgette then brought Ava like a puppy dog into the guest room and had her way with her for the rest of the night. Ava was broken and defeated. Bridgette was exuberant in her dominance, proving that she wss still a force to be reckoned with.
