A Mothers Champ , Pam the unexpected Invitation
Mark and Pam get home,both smiling and over joyed, Mark had a mechanic come to the RV park to give it a good clean up and make it more presentable. Pam took a much needed bath and relaxed, she skimmed through the mail that was waiting and saw nothing of great interest.
Later that day Mark had to run to the office and Pam was getting a little bored, she had the maid take the baby with 2 bottles pre made and decided to go for a drink.
Dressed in black heels a pair of tight blue jeans and a red top and bra, Pam sat at the bar and ordered a drink . She sat by herself intentionally , she was sipping her drink and stretching her upper body as the drink helped her relax more.
Unaware a woman was eyeing her, the woman was in no way a match for Pam, so it was a no reason for her to pick up on her watching. Before Pam could finish her drink, the woman walked up beside her and smiled. “Hello excuse me for disturbing you, but my employer wanted me to find a certain type and well you fit the bill perfectly, would you be interested in hearing what she is offering?”.
Pam looked about but the bar had no one worth her while, Pam inhales, “and who is your employer and what kind of deal are we talking about ?”. The woman smiled and took a seat ,
“Well my employer is a woman and well she sends me out to find her shall we say equal or as close to it as i can. “
Pam feels her heavy bust swell, “oh i see and do i fit the match she wants you to find ?”.
The woman looks Pam up and down a little better, “you do but to be sure my employer is 5’10” 147 and a 36H-26-36 firm and laden, so you do you think you fit the bill?”.
Pam smirks , “as it so happens i am her exact equal, and yes laden as well. So tell me where is your employer and whats in it for me hmm.”?
The woman smiles “well if you agree to go with me right now to her home, you will get 10K just for showing up. Should you agree to fight her the way she offers and win another 50K, if you lose you keep the 10K, oh and she will want to take your bra and milk as well.”
Pam raises a brow, well i would think so, cause i certainly will take hers, lead the way I’ll follow you”. Pam never told Mark what was going on he was to busy,and Pam knew she could handle herself just fine.
Pam followed the woman’s car till finally they turned into a long driveway, the lawn manicured and home was large. They exit the cars and the woman leads Pam in, instantly the woman hands Pam the money for agreeing to show up.
She then asks, “well are you willing to fight?”. Pam inhales the scent of perfume and shampoo, she knows this has to be for real,she looks at the woman, “i am where to now?”.
Pam is taken to the right and lead into a bedroom, on the bed a lavender set of thigh highs garters thong and heels, the woman looks at Pam, “thats your fight attire keep your bra on, i am sure won’t match but she won’t care, when your ready ring the bell at the door.
Pam nods as she is left alone, she turns and strips down to change into the attire, meanwhile the woman walks into her employers room, “Ma’am? I have your next rival getting ready in the private bedroom, where would you prefer to start?”.
The gorgeous woman turns her name Carrie, her deep red hair flowing to her mid back, her green eyes widen, “is she worth my time and money?”. The woman smiles, “oh Ma’am i think this one is going to be a lot better than you have met in a long time.”
Her employer smiles, “wonderful, when shes ready i wish to start in my study, from there I’ll escort her to my private fight quarters, in the event she pulls this off have the cash ready for her, though i doubt she will do very well against me”.
The woman nods and leaves, the woman turns to touch up her makeup, her robe hangs open under it a emerald green bra, thong and heels. A matching thong and emerald thigh highs, she sits at her vanity and takes her straight long red hair and pins it up in a bun,
She then applies a deep red blood lipstick, black eyeliner. A few other touches and a small dose of fresh perfume, she stands up and closes her robe over 5’10” 147 frame her 36H-26-36 body tight and ready.
She swaggers from her room and into the study, she sits on a large sofa and waits for the next fight she will have. Shortly after the woman who lured Pam here walks by the study and leans in to say “shes will be in shortly for you”. Carrie smiles a bit then hears the click of heels coming slowly, before long the scent of Pams perfume swirls in the air of the study as she pauses at the door frame.
Carrie looks at Pam, “well my gurl certainly did well finding you, please come have a seat”. Her red claws tap the cushion beside herself. Pam reaches back and slides the door shut then slowly saunters over and she seats slowly beside her new rival.
Their perfumes vie for power between them as their eyes slowly take one another in, both their strained bras rise and fall slowly under the robes that were open to the bras along their cleavage so veiny and full.
Carrie parts her lips slowly “well i guess we can begin, so you know i am a. mother are you?”. Pam breathes out “yes as a matter of fact i am, its to bad your girl there chose to hunt for a fight on. a day i didn’t have my child so we can fight for who nurses both”.
Carrie licks her lips, “that does sound lovely but i am sure you and i will work something out between us, now since your my guest for the day would you mind if i begin?”.
Pam licks her lips seeing this woman is very much her equal, “i wouldn’t mind at all please do”. Carrie with an arrogant warm smile reaches to Pams thigh and her nails lightly trace up the muscled limb. Pam wanting to fight as much does nothing she simply allows her thighs to widen a bit.
Carrie softly says, “first i want to see who can out finger the other first the loser finishes the winner off by oral pleasuring agree?”. Now Pam traces her nails up Carries thigh, she also widens her thighs allowing her rival access, “i agree just once or see who cums the most?”.
Carries eyes flash that this stranger dare up the challenge in her home. “I see you are looking for a real fight today, we can see who cums the most ready to start?”. Pam reaches Carries thong and eases her hand in the top and stretches out the thong as her fingers feel the full thick folds warm and moist, “i am lets get to it”, Pam purrs.
Carrie then does the same with her hand and as they sit angled at each other, they feel the others fingers start to massage their folds making them wetter. Carrie rolls her tongue in her mouth as Pam licks her lips.
As they stare searching the others eyes, they feel the heat in their woman hood begin to build. The wet slushing is now heard as they lean toward the other and sink 2 fingers in each other.
Both woman can’t hide a moan but they do try to look as if the move has no effect.
Slowly they both begin to pump the others wet pussy now , hands pumping faster as Pam uses her thumb to rub and roll against Carries large clit emerging to its fullest. As Carrie feels the double move she huffs in sharply , “yesss yess ohh you cxnt my clit”. But Carries no rookie to these duels, her own fingers pumping Pam as fast uses her thumb on Pams emerging large clit as they stare and moan they feel their large clits a match as well.
It is Pam who pants out , “uuhhh uhnnnn you bitch my clit, I’ll use my clit against yours whore and beat you” Carrie gulps and pants “oh we are going to clit fight cxnt make no mistake now cum for me bitch”. Pam an dCarrie lean on the high back of the sofa as they stare and finger each other as fast as they can, then Pam ups the move , she stabs in a third finger then a fourth, Carrie rears her head back and suddenly feels her thighs starts to quiver and quake, “oh fuck fuck you cxnt oh my god yesssyess yessss i am gonna cum oh oh oh cummmmming “.
Pam sneers “do it you whore cum for me let it go”. Just like that Carrie explodes as she orgasms from Pams expert style , Pam doesn’t stop and within minute forces her rival to orgasm a second time .
Those time as Carrie tries to finger Pam back as fast, Pam rolls a thigh on top of Carries and sits up as she really starts to pump her fingers and thumbs Carries clit with even faster speed.
Pam glares at Carrie who is barely fingering Pam now as she grabs her own hair to ride out a third fired orgasm, “uuhhh uhh uhhh uh yesss yesss you fucking whore i am gonna cummmmm”.
Pam continues to pump as she asks “you wanna another or you give whore hmm?”. Carrie shaking her head no flush in the face swallows and gasps out “i give you win this round please stop”. As soon as Pam hears the surrender she slides her heels up on the sofa cushions straddling Carrie, she places her knee's on either side of Carries body and then pulls her thong low enough to expose her wet pussy, “pleasure e now you cheap bitch”.
Carrie sits up and her face sink between Pams thighs as her tongue extends and sinks in Pams wet pussy, slowly Pam rolls and undulates her hips, her hand cupping the back of her rivals head guiding in deeper “nmmmmm yessss yesss thats it suck my clit you Whore make me cum mmm yess yess yess ohh ohh don’t stop yess yess yess uuuhhnnn YESSSS Cummming”.
Pam orgasms on her rivals face and then eases off her, she retakes her place on the sofa and smiles at her rival as she wipes her lips. “So the questions to you Carrie , do you want to go on and fight me or have you seen your no match?”. Carrie glares “ rest assure Bitch this day of duels just began , now follow me and we will start the next fight in my fight room.” They both stand up and Pam follows Carrie to another area of the home to a white door, Carrie unlocks it and walks in then Pam who shuts the door.
Pams eyes look about at the stark white room, she can see feint stains about the walls and some old matted hair the maid missed on the wood floor. Carrie saunters to one side of the room, Pam moves across from her. The two mothers stare, lowly their eyes scan each inch of the others body.
Pam clears her throat, “so are going to get right to it? Or you have something else in mind?”. Carrie takes a minute then replies,”well we can get to the titfight or we can use our hands for one then go tit to tit, depends what you think you and your tits can handle”.
Pam softly replies, “well i am willing to do either , but my only reservation is , its clear we are both over full and ready to nurse, so using hands i am sure we will end up making each other leak and spray. Not that i mind but i so really prefer to drain my rival on all fours after my tits crush hers in a straight up fight.”
Carrie now knows the rival facing her is not new to the fight game, she has to be as careful as her new rival is being. She also has to admit to herself, she much rather beat this perfect match up with her own breasts then having to use hands to weaken her.
The room has a fear scent about as these two strong brave women are ready to risk their self pride against each other. Finally Carrie starts to let the sash of her robe hiss through her fingers, then slowly grips the ends and pulls till the knot slips free. The robe sways apart but her bra cups catch it from totally opening.
Pam sees the time has come, she mimics the slow subtle move of pulling her sash knot free, both mothers see the others nipples tent her bra cups with ease, then as if on cue both mothers roll their shoulders and as their robes slip back and down , their hands catch the satin material.
Both ease the robes off their hands and then simply drop the robes behind them in the corner of the room they stand in front of. Then with hands on hips they pose both profiles and forward posture for the other to take in.
Their bodies look sculpted , flawless , the curves slow and perfect shape, the muscles flex and relax as they posture stances. Their designer bra straps taught off their chests , straining to hold the laden heavy firm mass in its cups.
Carrie slowly traces her bra cups as her hands and fingers reach the shoulder straps of her bra, her breasts bulge together tightly between her arms. Then her finger tips and nails ease the straps off, they go slack as they droop into her arms elbow crease.
She smirks at her rival, “i think it is only fair you know, my breasts have not lost in a very long time, its why i sent her to find you or someone built like you, to give me a real good fight”.
Pam now eases her shoulder straps off, she loves the view her rival must see of our own veiny mass bulging between her arms. “Well if we are being honest its been a long time since mine lost as well, i guess its why i jumped at the chance she offered”.
Both mothers then ease their hands around their own backs, they lock eyes as they pull the elastic bra band together. Then one by one in the silence of the room, the clasps pop open, then suddenly the elastic bands on both mothers spring apart.
Slowly as if rehearsed, their left hands ease away, their right hands fingers hook onto their fingers. They ease the bras away, their bras hang off their index fingers swaying slowly.
Both women feel the internal hunger to take her rivals bra as her own, but they know they must use their breasts to earn the right. Then again as if on cue, they drop their bras on the floor , their heels ease them aside then they slide their hands up behind their heads.
Their round veiny mass lifts slightly and outward a stiff sway, their aureolas puffed out bumpy, then their thick nipples stand stiff. As they breath in and out slowly, their breasts seem to stretch rounder and out more as if reaching to battle the opposing pair.
For a brief moment , the two mothers now see their opposing pair are indeed every bit as round heavy, and firm. No one needs to tell them this will be a slow intense seesawing battle, till at least one makes the other submit verbally and face the disgrace of losing her pride,
Slowly both women step from their corners, and start to circle around the room. Their breasts a stiff jostle with each step, and that heavy swaying wobble as if to heavy to roll across their chests fully.
Their long muscled legs flex with each step, and their tummies bellow slowly as they mentally prepare for the duel about to start. After circling each other twice the two mothers square face to face. Their eyes lock and burn into others glare, then as they both take a single long breath in, the showdown begins.
Their heavy swollen breasts stretched to the limits come together. They both slowly press their bare breasts together. Their was no loud clop just their warm veiny lined fleshy globes meeting then bulging together as hey push forward more.
Both mothers despite not wanting to, let out a soft moan of arousal from the arousing touch . Then once they lightly pull their breasts around the others, the mutual feeling comes to life , that the mother facing them is not here for arousing but to beat the other and be the best.
Pam hands behind her head arches as if daring Carrie to use her breasts against her own, her lips barely part as she whispers , “more cmon fight “. Carrie knowing it was a way to get the fight fueled , still takes it as an insult that Carrie isn’t putting up a fight. As a result Carrie presses her breasts more firmly into Pams and as Pam lightly grunts, Carrie jolts forward and pushes up, then across and then side to side slow but none the less distinct in its motion.
Carrie huffs as if working harder than her rival, “uuhhnn mmfff cmon fight back lets go”. Pam swallows a breath, either not ready for the move, or maybe it was firmer than she was ready for. Carrie swells with her normal pride and sees there was a reaction from Pam, she takes the reaction as Pam being less the fighter or less versed in these fights.
Pam slowly undulates her hips, then presses her breasts not just straight back into Carries, but lifts them and smears side to side before letting her rivals breasts fall naturally against her body with a define CLAP of flesh on flesh.
Pam now raises a brow at Carrie , as if to say (i can play rough too), the mothers slowly step about again, their large round firm breasts bump and graze and touch as they slide together.
Carrie wanted this fight more than Pam was looking for one, but Pam being a mothers champion, wasn’t the type to just let some other mother knock her breasts about without a fight. Pam decided it was time to bring her fight to her rival, she lunges ahead their round breasts SLAP head on firmly. Both mothers grunt then Pam begins to rake her breasts side to side against Carries.
Carrie grunts from the collision then as Pam firmly rakes side to side she huffs loudly at the firm attack from her rival, “uuhnn mmff mfff bitch “. Pam snorts out as she is feeling her rivals firmness and weight , “UUGHh fight bitch cmon ohhh”.
For several minutes the two mother stand nearly still as they slowly endure the raking exchange between them. Both start to sweat as the fight goes on thirty five minutes now, their breasts and foreheads glisten as their cheeks turn red. Their breathing more labored but neither looks to back away or disown from the fight .
Pam starts to pant heavier as she tries to hurt or slow Carrie, but she has met her equal and possibly her match in Carrie. The slow but firm side to side swiping echoes flesh clopping and clapping as the two mothers want relief but refuse to take a step back from the fight
Pam rolls her shoulders back to get more of her breasts against Carries, but as she does Carrie jams her breasts head on at Pams breasts while in motion, the move catches Pams cleavage with a solid SLAP. Pam rears her head back , Carrie has managed to push her breasts at Pams tight cleavage and is forcing her breasts in between Pams.
Pam feels the stiff battering between her tits and against her inner breast walls, her eyes squint shut as she winces at the firm battering. Carrie sneers and steps in closer as she starts a rougher side to side slapping, “cmon bitch i wanted a fight you whore cmon”.
Pam has no choice but to step back, shes being hurt more than she shows it. Carrie assumes she is hurting Pam from the move but can not be fully sure and she can’t afford to go at her rival and end up being put down.
The two mothers undulate their shoulders and breasts to struggle , Carrie hisses at Pam’s face “feel my tits now bitch?” . With no quick reply Carrie is certain shes hurting her rival, she smirks and starts to stay after Pam fighting harder and faster. The slaps and thwacks of breast meat colliding fills the room, as does Pams grunts and panting from the attack.
Carrie is starting to turn the tables and make this fight hers, she taunts Pam, “when i said i wanted a real titfight i meant it you weak cow”. Pam feeling the effects has to do something and do it quick.
Pam inhales her bust and chest and then stabs her breasts forward, the equal smack rings out and Carrie is unaware Pam is setting her up for a move. She smiles thinking that was Pams attempt to stop the abuse, but when Pam presses firmer to her and then drags a long drawn figure eight motion with her breasts, Carrie suddenly pulls her shoulder's up and in.
Pam now again starts to take control as her breasts pull and stretch Carries in the figure eight motion. The strain on Carries upper chest and body is evident on her face as she feels the weighted breasts control her own.
Pam curls her lip, ;’ummff fummfff umfff cmon bitch i came here for a real titfight now fight”.
Carrie can only wince and rear back her upper body, but Pam knows the reaction this move causes and steps in more, their tummies meet as Pam is slowly controlling both the fight and her rival.
Carrie winces and her eyebrows sulk as she gasps out “uughhh you BITCH MY TITS”. The torturous move continues and Pam is starting to look recharged, then a yelp comes from Pam as Carrie jolts her breasts head on and now drags aX motion into Pams breasts. Carrie huffs hotly “thats it bitch now we have a fight cmon put em up”.
Pam and Carrie stand toe to toe and perform their power moves against the others, both mothers are being hurt but fight on out of sheer will to win. Slowly once again Pam starts to lose ground as Carrie guides her retreat about the room, Pam having enough sense to stay away from the walls so not to be battered senseless .
Carrie panting as heavy and hard as her rival is slowing as Pam is, but they continue the moves though now a bit more sloppy then originally started. Carrie pants out heavily,
‘Give you Bitch your tits are done your not even hurting mine anymore”.
Pam hears the taunt but knows it is really an insult, she braces as Carrie drags her X against Pam, as she drags high Pam dips low and thrusts up fast, the SMACK rings out loud and Carrie winces as her mouth drops open, “AGHHHH OH YOU WHORE”. Then Pam grabs Carries forearms and pulls her in to deliver a second uppercut to the undersides. Carrie throws her head back, saliva flies from her lips and mouth.
Pam now steps in and her calf wraps around Carries to hold her in. The two mothers seem at a stalemate but it is Pam who is now roughly forcing her breasts in between Carries. Carrie looks down between them, and pants out loud , “No NO YOU BITCH”.
Pam is wrestling her breasts in between Carries now and starts to roughly shimmy battering the inner breast walls on Carries breasts. Pam as she huffs hotly , “fight my tits Bitch cmon or give you slut , i am going to hurt your tits bad if you stay in this fight “.
Carrie pulls her shoulders down and in to make her breasts tighter, but Pam forces her breasts fully between Carries and starts to really hurt her rival now.
After one full hour of just pure struggling and exchanges the two mothers are red faced, red breasts and red chests as they fight on. Sweat flies of Carries breasts as Pam batters from in between. After every heavy hit Pam grunts, “give Bitch or else i
lol make it hurt more”.
Carrie is in shock she never expected a fight this hard from a stranger her maid found for her to fight, but she is being hurt deep within and feels it as she can’t back up with their calves tangled.
In a last ditch effort Carrie rears her upper body back and pulls her breasts up on top of Pams. The grunt of the combined weight on Pams breasts is making her back and shoulders hurt and she is slowed again, Carrie snarls “want a fight cxnt you got one cmon”.
As she glares at Pam their is a solid SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!, Carrie’s eyes nearly pop from the sockets , as her mouth drops open with a cry, “OH MY TITS YOU BITCH MY TITS STOP”!!.
But Pam is in a fight to win it, she can’t even hear the cry to stop, she jams her breasts up under Carries lifts them higher then pumps and drags up into the open undersides, the thwacks and thuds ring out over the cries of pain and wincing of her face .
Pam now arches getting more into the undersides “cmon cxnt fight me now damn it i want more”. Carrie tears streaming now shakes her head no and finally cries out again, “STOP MY TITS ARE HURT I GIVE I GIVE PLEASE STOP!!”.
Pam thrusts one more time and bounces Carries breasts up then releases her and pulls back. Carrie cups her breasts and falls to the floor on her knees crying. Pam saunters to her side and grabs her by the hair and yanks her head up as she glares down at her “i am going to milk you dry bitch”.
As Carrie pleads no, Pam mounts her bare back and lays on her rivals bare back, then reaches under and her hands SLAP onto each breast as she starts to tug, pull, and squeeze downward to the red stiff nipples.
As Pam has her way, Carrie hangs her head in shame and broken pride, begging for it to stop. Pam smiles hurting her rival more as milk sprays from her nipples, she continues to milk Carrie tell nearly nothing sprays out. She twists the breasts roughly and then stands up and takes Carries bra and smiles as she watches her rival on all fours .
Pam struts about and says “so Bitch any fight left in ya, or are we done here ?”. Carrie tries to get up on her knees but her breasts are cherry red and drip slowly as she weeps “GET OUT YOU BITCH OH GOD MY TITS”. Pam smiles as she redresses then takes both bras, as she walks by Pam to leave she grabs her rival by the hair and yanks and drags her across the floor by the hair.
Pam calls to the maid that got her here and says loudly , “this cow is empty and no longer wishes to fight me, you can throw her out or Eli her heal but know this if i see you looking for me again , next time ill tear her weak tits off in my claws”.
Pam drops Carries hair as she reaches the front door then struts out to the car and drives home a winner again.
After a hot shower and some cold compresses she lays in bed and waits for Mark, when he comes home Pam asks “how was your night babe?”, Mark groans what a bore it was as he says “How about your night honey?”. Pam exposes her bruised red breasts and smiles “i won again a random invite to a fight and i ruined the bitch”.
Mark slips on the bed with Pam and carefully caresses he breasts worshipping them as he should of the Champ.
The End
