Katies new neighbourKatie lounged on the patio chair in their sunny backyard, her skin shimmering with sunscreen under the warm afternoon rays. She wore a simple white bikini that hugged her curves just right, the tops thin straps accentuating her full DD breasts, with the bottoms riding low on her hips to show off her toned legs and flat stomach. Her reddish brown hair cascaded over her shoulders, and at 28, she radiated that effortless allure, her golden tan complementing her green eyes, her body a testament to daily runs and yoga sessions that kept her feeling powerful and desirable. Sipping iced tea, she felt relaxed after helping Tim with some yard work earlier. Their marriage was solid, a year in and still full of spark, with nights that left them both breathless.
Tim stepped out from the garage, wiping sweat from his brow after tinkering with the car, his shirtless torso on full display, broad shoulders, chiseled abs that Katie adored running her fingers over, and strong arms that could pin her down in the best ways. At 30, he had that easy charm, dark hair messy from work, jeans clinging to his muscular thighs. He smiled at her, eyes lingering on her bikini clad form. "Damn, you look good enough to skip the chores," he said, bending to kiss her, his hand trailing up her thigh possessively.
Katie smiled into the kiss, arching slightly to press against him. "Maybe we should," she murmured, her fingers grazing the front of his jeans where she felt him stirring. Their intimacy was intense, Tims impressive length and skill matched her endless appetite, her core exercises ensuring she could clench around him in ways that drove him wild. Theyd met at a local festival, her in a sundress, him charming the crowd, and sparks flew instantly. Now, in this peaceful suburb, things were idyllic.
That changed when the new neighbor moved in next door over the weekend. Katie spotted the truck from her kitchen window and decided to be welcoming, baking a quick batch of cookies as a gesture. Vanessa was unloading the last boxes when Katie approached the fence, basket in hand. The brunette turned, her dark hair tied back, wearing a loose tank top that dipped low to reveal deep cleavage and shorts that barely covered her round ass. Her bronze skin glowed, her full lips curving into a smile as she wiped her forehead, her DD breasts shifting with the motion, no bra, clearly, her nipples hinting through the fabric.
"Hey there! You must be the neighbor," Vanessa said warmly, extending a hand over the fence. "Im Vanessa. Just settling in."
"Katie," she replied, shaking it, noting the womans firm grip and confident vibe. "Welcome. These are for you, housewarming treat."
Vanessas eyes lit up, but then they flicked past Katie to where Tim was visible in their yard, trimming hedges shirtless, his muscles flexing with each snip. "Thanks! And whos that hunk? Your brother?"
Katies smile tightened. "My husband, Tim."
Vanessa leaned on the fence, her tank top gaping to show more cleavage. "Lucky you. Hey, Tim!" she called, waving. Tim looked up, waving back with a friendly grin. "Come say hi to the new neighbor!"
Tim wandered over, hedge clippers in hand, sweat making his chest gleam. "Hi, Vanessa. Need a hand with anything?"
Vanessas gaze roamed over him unabashedly. "Actually, yeah, if youre offering, theres a heavy couch inside I could use help with." She batted her lashes, her voice dropping a notch. "Those arms look like they could handle it."
Tim chuckled, glancing at Katie, who nodded stiffly. "Sure, happy to help."
As they moved to Vanessas door, Katie tagged along, watching as Vanessa led the way, her hips swaying, shorts riding up to flash the curve of her ass.
Inside, the house was modern, with a stunning backyard visible through sliding doors, a sparkling pool surrounded by tall hedges for privacy, complete with cushy loungers and a mini bar. Vanessa pointed to the couch, bending over dramatically to "adjust" a box, her tank stretching tight over her breasts, the outline of her bare pussy visible through the thin shorts material.
Tim positioned himself to lift, but Vanessa "helped" by pressing close, her body brushing his arm. "Right here, yeah, like that," she purred, her hand lingering on his bicep. "God, youre strong."
Katie cleared her throat. "Looks good. We should head back."
Vanessa straightened, smiling sweetly. "Thanks, Tim. You two must come over for a swim sometime, the pools perfect for relaxing. I love floating nude when its hot out." She winked at him. "No one can see, promise."
Katie forced a laugh. "Maybe. Enjoy the cookies."
A few days later, the music from Vanessas backyard became a regular afternoon soundtrack, upbeat tunes floating over the fence like an invitation. Katie glanced out the window one hot Tuesday, her jaw tightening as she saw Vanessa by the pool, sprawled on a lounger in absolutely nothing, her oiled skin shining under the sun. The brunettes hands glided over her curves, massaging lotion into her massive DD tits with deliberate slowness, her moans of "Mmm, that feels so good" carrying clearly on the breeze, timed perfectly as Tim stepped out to check the mail, his eyes inevitably drawn to the sight. Vanessa "noticed" him, waving lazily, her legs parting slightly to flash her smooth, shaved pussy before she rolled onto her stomach, her round ass flexing as she arched her back. "Hey, Tim! Come join me, the waters perfect!" she called, her voice husky, but Tim muttered an excuse and hurried back inside, though Katie caught the flush on his cheeks.
Katie noticed the blatant display from the kitchen window, her post workout smoothie halfway to her lips, and felt a hot surge of jealousy twist in her gut like a knife. How dare that bitch parade around like that, right where Tim could see? Her cheeks flushed with anger, her fingers tightening around the glass until it nearly cracked, shed caught Tim pausing in his tasks more than once, his polite demeanor hiding what she knew was a natural male response. It wasnt the first time shed felt this way; Katie had gotten into a couple of small scraps over Tim back in their dating days, shoving away flirty girls at parties who got too close, her protective streak always ready to flare up. That evening, she channeled the rage into their bed, riding him with fierce possession, her nails digging into his chest as she whispered, "Youre mine, baby, no one elses," her pussy clenching harder to drive the point home.
The escalations didnt stop with the poolside shows. One lazy Saturday morning, Vanessa knocked on their door, her "emergency" borrow request timed when Katie was out running errands. She stood there in a skimpy emerald green bikini, the tops halter style pushing her DD tits into gravity defying cleavage, the strings tied in loose bows that begged to be undone, and the bottoms a cheeky cut that framed her firm ass like a picture, the front panel so low it teased the top of her shaved slit. "Hey, Tim, ran out of milk for my coffee. Mind if I grab some?" she asked, stepping inside with a sway, her skin still damp from a "quick dip," droplets trailing down her curves as she brushed past him, her nipple grazing his arm "accidentally."
Tim hesitated at the door, his mind racing as Vanessa breezed past him into the kitchen, her scent, a mix of sunscreen and something sweeter, lingering in the air. He loved Katie fiercely, her fire and curves everything he needed, but Vanessas blatant flirtation stirred something primal, a guilty thrill that made his pulse quicken and his cock twitch despite himself. "Uh, yeah, milks in the fridge," he said, voice rough, averting his eyes from her bending form but stealing a glance anyway, torn between slamming the door shut on this temptation and wondering, just for a second, what it would feel like to give in.
Vanessa turned with a sly smile, her dark eyes locking onto his as she leaned against the counter, crossing her arms under her breasts to push them up even higher, the thin fabric straining. "Youre always so helpful, Tim. Katies lucky to have a guy like you around, strong, handy... attentive." She let the word hang, her tongue darting out to wet her full lips, as she shifted her weight, one leg bending slightly to accentuate the curve of her thigh.
Reaching for the fridge door, she "accidentally" let her hand brush against his hip on the way, her fingers lingering a beat too long near the growing bulge in his pants. "Oops, sorry, tight space in here," she purred, not sounding sorry at all, her gaze dropping pointedly to his crotch before flicking back up with a wicked grin. "You know, if you ever need a break from all that yard work, my pools always open. We could... cool off together."
Vanessas words hung in the air like a challenge, her body language screaming invitation as she closed the fridge door with a soft click, the milk carton now forgotten on the counter. She stepped even closer to Tim, her damp bikini top brushing against his bare chest, the cool moisture from her skin sending a shiver through him. "Cool off," she repeated, her voice low and throaty, her fingers tracing a light, teasing path up his arm, nails grazing his bicep. "Or heat things up, whatever you prefer." Her dark eyes smoldered, half lidded as she tilted her head, her full lips parting slightly, close enough that he could feel her warm breath on his neck.
Tims heart pounded, his internal tug of war intensifying, he pictured Katies fierce green eyes, her possessive grip during their passionate nights, but Vanessas proximity was intoxicating, her scent wrapping around him like a spell. "Vanessa, I... Katies just out for a run," he managed, his voice strained, but he didnt step back, his body betraying him as his cock strained harder against his jeans.
She laughed softly, a husky sound that vibrated through her chest, making her tits jiggle enticingly. "Then we have time," she whispered, her hand sliding down to his waistband, fingers hooking just inside, tugging lightly. Before he could form another word, Vanessa pressed forward, her lips crashing into his in a searing kiss, soft and demanding all at once. Her tongue slipped past his lips, exploring with bold strokes, tasting him as she moaned into his mouth, her body molding against his, her hard nipples poking through the thin fabric into his skin.
Tims resolve cracked; his hands found her hips, pulling her closer involuntarily, the kiss deepening as she ground her wet bikini bottom against his bulge, the friction sending sparks through both of them. Vanessas fingers worked quickly, unzipping his jeans and shoving them down just enough to free his thick, throbbing 10 inch cock, the head already slick with pre cum. She broke the kiss with a gasp, licking her lips as she sank to her knees on the kitchen tile, her eyes locked on his with pure hunger.
"God, look at you," she murmured, her hand wrapping around the base, stroking slowly from root to tip, her thumb circling the sensitive head. "So big... I knew youd be worth the wait." Leaning in, she teased him first with her tongue, flat licks along the underside, tracing the veins as she hummed in appreciation, the vibration making him groan. Then, her lips enveloped the tip, sucking gently at first, her cheeks hollowing as she took more of him in, inch by inch, her throat relaxing to accommodate his girth. Saliva coated him as she bobbed her head, faster now, her free hand massaging his balls while the other pumped what her mouth couldnt reach yet.
Vanessas mouth worked him relentlessly, her lips stretched tight around his thick shaft, sucking hard as she hollowed her cheeks, her tongue flicking the underside while her hand pumped the base in slick twists. She took him deep, gagging wetly but pushing on, her massive tits swaying with the rhythm, nipples stiff and begging for touch. Tims hips jerked, his groans filling the air as she hummed around him, vibrations shooting through his cock, her free hand teasing his balls until he exploded, hot cum flooding her throat as she swallowed every drop with a satisfied moan.
Pulling back with a final lick, Vanessa stood, her eyes gleaming with triumph as she adjusted her bikini top, the fabric still damp and clinging to her curves. "That was just a preview, Tim," she whispered, pressing a quick, teasing kiss to his lips, her body brushing against him one last time. "Think about what else I can do next time youre alone." With a wink, she grabbed the milk carton from the counter and sauntered out the door, her hips swaying hypnotically, leaving Tim leaning against the counter, pants around his ankles, his mind a whirlwind of guilt, satisfaction, and lingering desire. He quickly pulled himself together, zipping up and splashing water on his face, his heart racing as he tried to erase the evidence, the faint scent of her on his skin, the memory of her mouth seared into his brain. What had he done? Katie would be back any minute, and the betrayal gnawed at him, even as his body still buzzed from the release.
Meanwhile, Vanessa returned to her house, the milk forgotten on her kitchen island as she stripped off her bikini, stepping into a hot shower to wash away the evidence, though her mind replayed the encounter with wicked delight. Tims taste lingered on her tongue, his size and response fueling her obsession, shed have him fully soon, chipping away at his loyalty until Katie was left in the dust. Drying off, she slipped into a fresh set of lingerie, plotting her next move, her body still humming with unsatisfied arousal from the brief taste.
Tim spent the rest of the morning in a daze, throwing himself into chores to distract from the guilt churning in his gut. He mowed the lawn with mechanical precision, the roar of the engine drowning out his thoughts, but every time he glanced at the fence separating their yards, he pictured Vanessas dark eyes looking up at him from her knees, her full lips wrapped around him. Katie was everything to him, passionate, beautiful, the woman whod captured his heart at that festival with her laugh and confidence, but Vanessas boldness had awakened a forbidden curiosity, a crack in his resolve that scared him. He vowed to himself it wouldnt happen again, to tell Katie about the "borrow" visit minus the details, but the words stuck in his throat when she returned home, her arms laden with bags, her smile bright and trusting.
Katie bustled into the kitchen, unpacking groceries with her usual efficiency, her yoga pants hugging her ass as she bent over, oblivious to the turmoil in Tims mind. "Missed anything exciting while I was out?" she asked casually, planting a kiss on his cheek. Tim forced a laugh, shaking his head. "Nah, just the usual. Vanessa stopped by to borrow some milk, said she was out." Katie paused, her eyes narrowing slightly, but she shrugged it off with a roll of her eyes. "Of course she did. That womans always finding excuses. As long as she didnt try anything funny." Tims stomach twisted, but he managed a nod, pulling her into a hug to hide his face. "Nothing like that," he murmured, holding her tighter than usual, the lie burning on his tongue.
The incident lingered like a shadow over the next few days, Tims guilt manifesting in extra attentiveness, surprise dinners, longer sessions in bed where he worshipped Katies body with desperate fervor, his tongue and fingers bringing her to shuddering climaxes as if to atone. Katie noticed the intensity, attributing it to their strong connection, but a nagging suspicion grew, fueled by Vanessas continued subtle provocations. The brunette would "coincidentally" be sunbathing when Tim took out the trash, her nude form partially hidden by the lounger but visible enough through the fence slats to tease, or shed call out friendly hellos with a wave that made her tits bounce, her outfits always one step shy of indecent.
Katies jealousy, already a simmering pot, began to boil over. She started watching Vanessa more closely, peeking through blinds or lingering in the yard, her protectiveness kicking into high gear. One evening, as they sat on the patio with wine, Katie vented her frustrations. "That womans trouble, Tim. I see how she looks at you, like youre a piece of meat. If she crosses the line again, I swear Ill handle it myself." Tim nodded, his guilt making him agree too quickly, but the words only heightened his internal conflict, the memory of Vanessas mouth haunting his dreams.
The breaking point came mid week when Katie came home early from a friends brunch, her car pulling into the drive quietly. She heard voices from the backyard, Tims laugh mixed with Vanessas sultry tone, and her blood ran cold. Creeping around the side, she peered through the gate to see Vanessa leaning on the fence in a sheer cover up over nothing, her body on full display as she chatted with Tim, who was fixing a loose board, his shirt off and sweat glistening. Vanessas hand reached over, "accidentally" brushing his arm, her fingers lingering as she complimented his "hard work." Katies rage ignited, she burst through the gate, her face flushed. "Get away from him, you slut!" she yelled, storming up to the fence.
Vanessa turned with a smirk, not backing down. "Jealous much, Katie? Were just talking." But her eyes sparkled with challenge, her posture shifting to thrust her tits forward, the cover up slipping slightly to reveal more skin.
Katies hands gripped the fence, knuckles white. "Talking? Youve been throwing yourself at him since you moved in. Back off, or Ill make you."
Vanessa laughed, stepping closer so their faces were inches apart across the wood. "Make me? Id love to see you try, you prissy bitch. Maybe youre scared hell realize what hes missing, a real woman who knows how to please a man."
The words hit like a slap, and Katies temper snapped. "You want a fight? Youve got one." She vaulted over the fence with surprising agility, landing in Vanessas yard, her body tense and ready.
Vanessa dropped the cover up entirely, standing nude and unashamed, her curves a mirror to Katies own. "Bring it, then. Lets settle this, woman to woman."
Tim rushed over, trying to intervene. "Katie, Vanessa, stop this!" But the women ignored him, circling each other by the pool, eyes locked in hateful glares, bodies humming with anticipation. The air crackled with tension, the impending clash not just physical but charged with the sexual undercurrents that had built for weeks.
Katies blood pounded in her ears as she faced Vanessa, her body vibrating with a cocktail of fury, jealousy, and something darker, an undercurrent of arousal that she couldnt quite suppress. Vanessas nude form was a blatant challenge, her bronzed skin flawless, her DD tits rising and falling with each breath, nipples hardened into dark peaks, her shaved pussy glistening slightly in the sunlight as if daring Katie to react. The air between them crackled, thick with unspoken desire laced with hate.
"You think you can just flaunt yourself and steal my husband?" Katie hissed, her hands balling into fists at her sides, her own curves straining against her tank top and shorts, her nipples poking through the fabric from the adrenaline rush. "Youre nothing but a desperate slut."
Vanessas lips curled into a predatory smile, her dark eyes raking over Katies body appraisingly. "And youre just scared, arent you? Scared that Tim wants this," she ran her hands down her sides, cupping her tits and giving them a jiggle, "more than your tired routine. Come on, Katie. If youre so sure youre better, prove it. Right here, right now."
Tim stepped forward, his face a mask of alarm. "Katie, dont, lets just go inside." But Katie shoved him aside gently, her gaze locked on Vanessa, the challenge igniting a fire in her core that spread like wildfire.
"Oh, Ill prove it," Katie growled, stripping off her tank top in one fluid motion, her full DD breasts bouncing free, nipples stiffening in the open air. She kicked off her shorts next, revealing her own shaved pussy, already slick with a mix of anger and excitement. Naked now, she closed the gap, their bodies slamming together with a resonant smack of flesh.
Vanessas laugh cut through the tension like a knife, her nude body gleaming under the sun as she stood tall and unashamed, her bronzed curves a mirror to Katies, DD tits firm and high, nipples dark and erect, her shaved pussy lips slightly parted from the thrill of the confrontation. "A sexfight it is, then," she purred, her voice dripping with venom and lust, stepping forward so their breaths mingled, the heat between their bodies palpable. "Tits to tits, pussy to pussy, grinding until one of us cums and begs for mercy. And when you lose, bitch, I get Tim instead. Hell be mine to fuck whenever I want."
Katies eyes widened at the stakes, her rage boiling over into a fierce determination, her own nipples hardening further at the challenge, a slick heat building between her thighs despite the hate. "Youre delusional if you think you can take him from me," she spat, their arms wrapping around each other in a crushing embrace, massive tits mashing flat, nipples stabbing and sliding like hot pokers, sending electric shocks of pleasure straight to their cores. Katies hands gripped Vanessas ass hard, nails digging in as she thrust her hips forward, their pussies colliding in a wet grind, clits bumping with immediate intensity. "Feel that, slut? Thats what a real woman feels like," Katie growled, her mouth finding Vanessas neck, biting down just enough to draw a gasp.
Vanessa retaliated, her fingers tangling in Katies reddish brown hair, yanking her head back to expose her throat, which she licked slowly before whispering, "Youll be the one begging, cxnt, watch me milk you dry first." She bucked her hips, their slick labia meshing, clits fencing in a relentless rub that had both women moaning despite themselves, their bodies undulating in a primal rhythm by the pools edge.
They tumbled to the grass, rolling in a tangle of limbs and curses, tits grinding mercilessly, pussies seeking dominance in slippery thrusts. Vanessa pinned Katie briefly, straddling her thigh and riding it hard, her wet cxnt leaving trails on Katies skin as she reached down to pinch and twist a nipple, drawing a sharp cry of mixed pain and ecstasy. Katie flipped them with a surge of strength, her own thigh pressing between Vanessas legs, grinding her clit against the brunettes, their breaths coming in hot pants, sweat mixing with arousal.
"You think you can outfuck me?" Katie hissed, her free hand slipping between them to rub Vanessas swollen clit roughly, fingers dipping into her heat. Vanessa arched, moaning loudly, but countered by shoving two fingers into Katies pussy, pumping hard, their bodies locked in a mutual violation that blurred hate into raw lust. Tim stood frozen, his cock tenting his shorts again, the sight of the two voluptuous women writhing, tits heaving, asses flexing, pussies grinding, incredibly arousing despite the chaos.
The sexfight raged on, orgasms building like storms, each woman determined to force the other over the edge first, the stakes, Tims loyalty, fueling their vicious, erotic battle under the open sky.
Katie bucked wildly beneath Vanessa, her muscles straining as she flipped their positions with a powerful twist of her hips, slamming the brunette onto her back in the soft grass. The impact jarred a grunt from Vanessa, but she didnt yield, her legs wrapping around Katies waist in a vice like scissor hold, pulling her closer so their sweat slicked bodies fused even tighter. Their massive DD tits crushed together, dense flesh bulging out the sides, rock hard nipples grinding and stabbing like dueling swords, each scrape sending fresh waves of electric pleasure radiating through their cores. Katies hands pinned Vanessas shoulders down, her nails digging into the tanned skin, while Vanessas fingers plunged deeper into Katies dripping pussy, curling to hit that sensitive spot inside, pumping with vicious intent.
"You think your sloppy cxnt can make me cum first?" Katie snarled, her face inches from Vanessas, their breaths mingling in hot pants, green eyes locked on dark ones in a glare of pure hatred and raw lust. She retaliated by shoving her own fingers, three now, into Vanessas tight, soaking heat, thrusting hard and fast, her thumb circling the brunettes throbbing clit with rough pressure. The wet sounds of their mutual fingering filled the air, slick and obscene, mixing with their moans and curses as their hips rolled in unison, pussies grinding relentlessly, clits mashing together in a slippery, nerve searing battle.
"Fuck you, you jealous whore," Vanessa gasped, her body arching up to meet Katies thrusts, her free hand reaching up to grab a handful of Katies reddish brown hair, yanking hard to expose her neck. She leaned in and bit down on the tender skin there, not hard enough to break it but enough to send a jolt of pain laced ecstasy through Katie, making her pussy clench around Vanessas invading fingers. "Tims gonna love watching me ride you into submission, then Ill ride him while you lick my ass."
The taunt fueled Katies fury; she slammed her body down harder, their bellies slapping flat, navels sucking together with the force. Releasing one shoulder, she slapped Vanessas jiggling tit, the impact making the mound ripple deliciously, then pinched the dark nipple and twisted, drawing a sharp cry from the brunette. "Dream on, slut, your pathetic tits and loose pussy wont last against me. Ill make you squirt like a fountain and beg to leave us alone." Her fingers pumped faster inside Vanessa, scissoring to stretch her walls, her palm grinding against the clit with each thrust, building the pressure relentlessly.
Vanessas legs tightened around Katies waist, her thighs quivering as the pleasure built to a fever pitch, but she fought back, her own fingers curling deeper into Katie, hitting that sweet spot over and over while her thumb flicked the redheads clit mercilessly. Their bodies writhed in the grass, rolling again so Vanessa was on top, her ass flexing as she rode Katies hand, tits dangling and swaying above Katies face. Katie surged up, capturing one nipple in her mouth and sucking hard, teeth grazing the sensitive bud, making Vanessa shudder and moan louder, her pussy gushing more juices over Katies fingers.
The sexfight dragged on, neither woman willing to break first, their voluptuous forms a tangle of sweat, saliva, and arousal. Clits throbbed against palms, pussies clenched around invading digits, tits burned from constant mashing and pinching. Tim stood transfixed by the fence, his cock straining painfully in his shorts, the sight of the two voluptuous women locked in this erotic war both horrifying and hypnotizing, he wanted to stop it, but his body betrayed him, rooted in place as their moans grew desperate, orgasms teetering on the edge.
"You feel that building, bitch?" Vanessa panted, her hips bucking wildly, fingers plunging in a frenzy. "Youre gonna cum for me, admit Im better, and Tims mine."
"Never," Katie growled through gritted teeth, her free hand slapping Vanessas ass hard, the crack echoing, then slipping between the cheeks to tease her tight asshole, pressing a finger in just enough to make Vanessa gasp and falter. Their clits ground together again as they shifted, pussies fully aligned now in a scissoring lock, labia kissing wetly, the friction unbearable. Waves of pleasure crashed higher, bodies trembling, the fight hanging by a thread.
Katies free hand slapped Vanessas ass hard, the crack echoing through the backyard, the sting making the brunette yelp but only fueling her fire. "You think a little smack is gonna break me?" Vanessa snarled, her hips bucking wildly to grind their pussies together harder, slick labia meshing in a wet, sucking friction that had both women gasping. She released her hold on Katies wrists, instead grabbing the redheads thighs and yanking them wider, forcing their legs into a tighter scissoring lock, pussies fully aligned, clits throbbing directly against each other in relentless, slippery circles.
The shift gave Vanessa the upper hand; she sat up slightly, using her core strength to ride Katies cxnt with dominant thrusts, her bronzed ass flexing as she tribbed mercilessly, the obscene sounds of their juices squelching filling the air. Katies back arched off the grass, her DD tits heaving with each impact, nipples scraping against Vanessas in hot, electric drags that sent sparks straight to her core. "Fuck, yes, feel my pussy owning yours," Vanessa taunted, her dark hair whipping around her face as she increased the pace, hips rolling in expert waves, her swollen clit dominating Katies, pinning it down with every grind.
Katie fought back fiercely, her hands gripping Vanessas hips to pull her closer, matching the rhythm with her own powerful bucks, their pussies battling in a slick war of attrition, labia kissing and sliding, clits fencing like swords in a duel of pleasure. "Youre the one whos gonna break, you homewrecking whore," Katie hissed, her green eyes blazing with defiance as she twisted her body, trying to flip them again. For a moment, she gained leverage, their bodies rolling in the grass, tits mashing flat and bouncing free, sweat flying as they tumbled. Now on top, Katie ground down hard, her pussy devouring Vanessas in furious tribbing, clits mashing with such intensity that stars burst behind her eyelids, her moans turning guttural.
But Vanessa was relentless, her legs scissoring around Katies thigh to lock her in place, preventing another escape. She reached up, cupping Katies bouncing tits and squeezing them roughly, thumbs flicking the stiff nipples in time with their grinding hips. "Mmm, these are nice, but mine are better, Tims gonna love sucking on them while he fucks me," Vanessa purred, her voice a husky whisper amid their pants. The taunt hit home; Katies rhythm stuttered for a split second, a wave of jealousy mixing with the building ecstasy, her pussy gushing more slickness that only made their tribbing smoother, hotter.
They separated briefly, both women scrambling to their knees, facing each other like gladiators in the arena. Their bodies glistened under the sun, bronze and golden skin flushed, DD breasts rising and falling rapidly, pussies swollen and dripping with arousal. Vanessa lunged first, tackling Katie back down, but this time she maneuvered them into a side by side trib, legs intertwined in a perfect scissor, pussies slamming together with renewed force. "Come on, bitch, pussy to pussy, lets see who cums first," Vanessa growled, her hand slipping to Katies ass, not penetrating, but gripping the firm cheek to pull her closer, amplifying the grind.
Katie mirrored the hold, her nails digging into Vanessas round ass as they tribbed furiously, hips pumping in sync, clits grinding in tight, circular motions that built the pressure like a volcano ready to erupt. Their moans intertwined, growing louder, more desperate, bodies undulating in a hypnotic rhythm, tits brushing and slapping with each thrust. Tim watched from the fence, his jeans unbearably tight, the sight of the two voluptuous women locked in this primal, erotic duel making his cock throb painfully. He couldnt tear his eyes away, the guilt from their earlier encounter mixing with raw arousal.
The fight dragged on, minutes feeling like hours as they rolled and repositioned, always returning to that intimate scissoring lock. Vanessa pinned Katie against the pools edge at one point, their legs spread wide, pussies tribbing vertically as water splashed from their frantic movements. Katies hands roamed Vanessas back, scratching lightly to heighten the sensation, but Vanessa countered by leaning in, their tits crushing together once more, nipples dueling as she whispered filthy promises: "Im gonna make you squirt all over my cxnt, then fuck Tim right in front of you, watch him choose me."
Katies resolve cracked under the assault; the constant clit on clit friction was too much, her body trembling as the orgasm built uncontrollably. She tried to pull away, but Vanessas legs clamped tighter, her hips grinding with expert precision, targeting Katies sensitive clit relentlessly. "No, fuck, I wont," Katie gasped, her voice breaking, but it was too late. The climax hit her like a freight train, her pussy convulsing in violent spasms, hot squirts erupting from her core to soak Vanessas grinding cxnt and the grass below. She screamed, body arching in defeated ecstasy, waves crashing through her as she bucked wildly, juices flooding out in uncontrollable gushes.
"Yes! Cum for me, you weak bitch!" Vanessa crowed in triumph, riding out Katies orgasm with continued tribbing, her own pussy pulsing but holding back just enough to savor the victory. Katies moans turned to whimpers, her body going limp as the aftershocks wracked her, tears of humiliation streaming down her flushed cheeks. Vanessa finally disentangled their legs, standing tall over the defeated redhead, her curves gleaming with sweat and Katies essence, pussy still throbbing with unspent arousal.
"See? I told you, I win. Tims mine now," Vanessa declared, her dark eyes locking onto Tim with a predatory gleam. She sauntered over to the fence, her nude body on full display, tits bouncing with each step.
Tim stood frozen, his gaze darting between his shattered wife and the victorious neighbor, his cock straining as Vanessa reached over, her hand brushing his bulge teasingly. "Come on, handsome. Time to claim your prize."
Katie curled up on the grass, sobbing softly, the betrayal and loss hitting her like a gut punch. She watched through tear blurred eyes as Vanessa led Tim into her house, the door closing behind them with a finality that shattered her world. Inside, Vanessa wasted no time, pushing Tim against the wall and dropping to her knees again, freeing his thick 10 inch cock and sucking him deep with renewed hunger, her moans vibrating around him as she prepared to fuck him senseless.
Over the next hours, Vanessa rode Tim relentlessly on her couch, her pussy clenching around his girth in ways that made him groan her name, their bodies slamming together in passionate fury. She made him cum inside her multiple times, her own orgasms explosive as she claimed him fully, whispering how much better she was than Katie. By evening, Tim was hooked, his guilt fading under Vanessas seductive spell.
