Max VS Penny - Ball Pit Blitz
"Did she fall in - where did she go?" asked the producer of the event as he sat forward in his chair. In front of him stood Penny, standing upright as she looked around herself nervously. She was clad in a pink lace bra that pushed her perky breasts up nice and high. She had a pair of matching panties that hugged her delicate hips, as she hesitantly leaned forward to look down at the floor to try and see through the mosh pit she found herself in.
The newest battleground that had been chosen for their latest bout proved that the two American beauties could fight
anywhere and it would get asses in seats. It had been a while since the two ladies had had a fight, and both jumped at the opportunity before they had even heard at which venue it would be held. Both would later admit in hindsight that they would have even fought in a back alley for the chance to go at one another - their rivalry transcended any preferences they had to their location. Luckily, a back alley was no place for the two women, despite their money-troubled upbringing. Their next fight took place in an opulent hotel, with the ballroom closed off to anyone under the legal drinking age for tonight's match. A lot of close friends were here to watch, but more importantly... a lot of rich socialites who had come to bet on which American coast held the better woman.
As Penny looked to the producers sitting in the front row, her arms at her sides to convey a question of
what now?, she felt something brush up against one of her shins. She nearly stumbled over as she took a step backward, her other foot instinctively kicking in front of her. As she extended her right leg, an arm appeared from below and seized her ankle, pulling back hard and toppling the blonde to the floor. No sooner did Penny lose her balance then up came Max Black, smashing through the ball pit's coterie of brightly-coloured plastic balls and sending dozens of them flying into every direction as she made her recurrence into the fight. Max looked around and then down at her own bust, clothed in a black lace bra that was packed to the brim. She reached down and plucked out one of the six balls that had snagged itself in her ample cleavage, shaking her assets to both dislodge the remaining balls whilst intimidating her Californian opponent at the same time. "Come on, sugar tits! Don't be mad that you can't fit as many into that small rack of yours," Max taunted as she watched the blonde's eyes lock onto her breasts with indisputable jealousy.
Penny clamoured to her feet and tried to tackle Max's legs, but the buxom brunette had other plans in mind. Max steps aside as Penny dives into a flurry of balls, quickly recovering as she goes for another pounce. This time, she slams up against Max as her 32Cs heroically challenge the brunette's 34DDs, actually causing the brunette to lose her footing and stumble backwards into the pit. Max licked her lips as she grinned, she was never one to turn down a titfight... and never one to lose one either. Penny knew that last part just as well, and in fact did not have any inclination of actually going jug-to-jug with the east coast waitress. Instead, as Max came back at her ready to thrust her best assets into the frey, Penny instead gripped Max's hips and let loose an animalistic shout as she twisted both of them into the pit below, disappearing under the sea of multicolour!
Everyone watching the fight is leaning forward in their chairs, while the camera operators are darting around the pit trying to ascertain where the two leads will inevitably pop up to continue their battle. Muffled shouting and struggling could be heard and seen beneath the ball pit as every so often, an arm or leg would pop up into view before being pulled back down out of sight. At one point, Penny tried to stand up, only to be pulled back down as Max's arms seized her waist and dragged her back below. A few seconds later, Max would try the same escape, only for Penny to rise up behind her and apply a reverse bearhug onto the brunette, her arms compressing the brunette's huge rack as she pulled the east coaster back down.
After what felt like ten minutes, Max stood up first, her breasts heaving wildly as her panted loudly. One of her bra straps had been torn, which prompted her to remove the garment altogether and toss it to the side of the pit. Her bare breasts were soaked with sweat, giving off a sheen that held every gaze in the room. Smiling once she knew every onlooker was watching, Max reached down into the pit and grabbed the blonde by her golden hair, 'helping' her out of the pit as Penny cried out from her locks being pulled so rudely. She then wrapped her arms around Penny's waist and, with a deep grunt, hoisted the L.A. native up to her feet and
then in the air as she forced the west coaster into a constricting bearhug, Penny's smaller pair slowly disappearing into Max's fearsome frontage as she fought to break the embrace. Max let gravity do the rest of the work as her body suddenly turned to dead weight against Penny, forcing her body against the blonde's as the two fell back into the pit with a huge splash. Max panted hard as she lifted her 34DDs and positioned them over the blonde's face, before plunging Penny's world into darkness as she laid on her patented breast smother.
"A tale as old as time - you trapped between my beautiful breasts!" Max sneered. Penny thrashed, displacing the balls in the pit as her legs kicked out helplessly. The brunette's smirk grew as Penny was close to succumbing to the smother, her reddened face obscured by Max's glistening globes with only her panicked expression visible from Max's view. Penny's squirms then slowed down, as the blonde gave one last breath against Max's deep cleavage before going limp. It was a noble effort, but the girls had been fighting for years, and Max knew every trick in the blonde's playbook. Worse yet, this was one that Max herself had tried and failed on a few occasions herself, "Nice try, princess, but your cute face has been between my juggs more times than any of my exes...
and I can tell when you're faking!"
"Shit...!" Penny's eyes snapped open in fear as she let out a loud, muffled scream into Max's bosom. The blonde beauty once again continued thrashing helplessly, expending a large portion of her remaining oxygen upon being called out by the New York waitress. After another minute of what Max now knew was legitimate struggling, Penny could only squirm feebly as she was at last snuffed into oblivion by Max's triumphant breasts. Max leaned forward cruelly, pushing Penny's face beneath the pit as she pressed her double Ds against the blonde's pretty features for another few seconds. Soon enough, the blonde's body ceases to move altogether as Max lifts Penny's upper torso toward her... before letting her unceremoniously drop back into the pit. Max stands up wobbly, but victorious, and holds a closed fist up in the air. Her palm opens to reveal the torn remnants of Penny's pink brassiere, having been removed from the blonde while they were struggling below deck. Max stuffed the bra between her envious breasts for safe-keeping -- which made it all but disappear from view in a not-so-subtle display of her proud assets -- before planting a foot on the defeated blonde, pushing her down beneath the balls as she looked ahead in anticipation towards their next fight.
