This is a sequel to the story "
The Making of a Rival" by the mysterious writer Fynn-S on Seakingsfemfight.com back before 2007. I’ve tried, and Seaking has tried, to hunt down this author for permission but he/she left no contact info. I’ve decided to go ahead and write this as the sequel I have long hoped for. As such, the story takes place in a slightly different technological time and I’ve tried to remain true enough to it within the context of this story.
If you haven’t read the original, I strongly recommend that you do since it sets the stage for my story and it’s oddly realistic for a topic like this.
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Dana frantically tried to clean up the mess, there were buttons everywhere, and get upstairs to change and freshen up before her son, Jacob, got inside. The sandy blonde bitch from the bank was gone and she desperately wanted to avoid letting anyone know what happened. “Mom,” she heard as the door from the garage to the house opened, “I’m home.” “Hi Jacob, if you need anything I’ll be down in a few minutes.”
She slipped on a thicker bra to hide her thick, swollen, still fully erect nipples and a different pair of slacks as the button from the ones she had been wearing was now in a dresser drawer after it popped off during the fight. As Dana went to put the slacks on, she noticed the heat emanating from her sex, and had to be careful not to inadvertently touch herself and cum right there. She was feeling flush, but didn’t feel she could stay upstairs much longer without arousing the suspicion of Jacob as, by now, she was normally working on whatever meal was going to happen that evening.
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Cheryl got home and couldn’t hide from Bruce that her blouse only had one button left. With no kids to worry about, she launched right into the story of what had gone on with the “pasty, weak titted, auburn haired slut” as she also launched herself onto her husband and rode him like a champion bronc rider. Their lovemaking was the hottest it had been in months, maybe even years, as she regaled him with the story of what she would do to the bitch if they ever met again while he sucked her clit and brought her to her third orgasm of the night before the sun went down. Being on the backside of their 30s, they didn’t have the same stamina they did when they were 22, but neither one was willing to stop the proceedings as Bruce buried himself to the hilt inside his wife’s glistening snatch while he suggested a scenario where she pummeled the lesser woman in the bank after hours as he watched. He couldn’t take his eyes off Cheryl’s beautiful tits as the tanned, firm D cups with dark chocolate nipples shook invitingly with every thrust.
After finally realizing they couldn’t keep going, both partners laid on their backs, hearts beating through their chests as Bruce turned to his wife and said, “You’ve got to find out that bitches name, or at least where she works, and try to talk her into fighting you again.”
“Definitely,” Cheryl said and drifted off for a post marathon nap.
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Ed arrived home and immediately sensed something was different with his wife. She was going through the motions as if everything was normal, but clearly there was a slight shift in her demeanor compared to the usual. He was smart enough not to question her in front of the children, but as soon as everyone was down for the night he started asking questions of his auburn haired goddess in the bedroom.
“Dana, honey, are you okay tonight?”
“Sure, why do you ask?”
“Well, it’s really not much more than a feeling, but you’ve seemed slightly off since I got home. Also, there are these buttons I found in the couch cushions earlier that don’t seem to go with anything you have.”
Red faced, she looked over at her husband and said, “What buttons? I’m sure they go to something here. Maybe one of the kids.”
“What’s going on, you’re being really odd tonight. Did something happen at work?”
Dana finally decided to take a chance and tell her husband what happened. “Well, there was something that happened today, but I didn’t want to tell you about it. See, there was an issue when I was dropping off a deposit at the bank during my lunch hour.”
“If there’s a problem at work, you know you can tell me about it,” Ed interjected.
“No, no it wasn’t anyone at work. In fact, my boss let me ditch out early today when I told him I wasn’t feeling well. The problem was this bitch at the bank. Um, I don’t know how to describe it, other than to say that she basically told me to get lost when I complained about the wait since they were understaffed, and I kind of challenged her to a fight.”
“A fight?” Ed said suddenly giving his wife a quick once over. Sure she wasn’t as firm or toned as she used to be, but she was still a curvy goddess with strong arms and legs, impeccable porcelain skin, and perfect D cup breasts with large cherry red nipples that only showed the slightest hint of sag despite the fact that she was closing in on 40.
“Yeah,” Dana replied as she noted the excitement in his voice, “and it kind of happened.”
“What do you mean it happened? Are you telling me you got into a fight with the woman at the bank today?”
“I have something to show you, wait right here.” With that Dana slipped out of bed and quickly padded down to the living room where she grabbed the camcorder. A few minutes later it was hooked up to the bedroom TV and her fight with the blonde bitch was right there for her husband to see.
The questions about how he would react, and what anyone might think about her secret thoughts of wanting to touch another woman intimately, were erased as he pulled her close and pressed his erection into her sublime ass. But this wasn’t an ordinary erection, this was the largest raging boner she had coaxed out of him in years. He quickly removed her bra and began to caress her beautiful breasts as the battle turned sexual and the video showed each woman latching onto the nipples of her opponent before abruptly ending as his oldest son came home.
“So, what do you think?” Dana asked still somewhat meekly despite the engorged cock and breast caressing she got while the video was playing.
“You had her, honey. You were going to finish her off and rip the nipple off her flabby tits before Jacob got home. She was going to find out the hard way that you’re more woman than she is. Would you be willing to finish things if we can get the kids out of the house for the weekend?”
“Fuck yes, I would love to put that hussy in her place and let you see it happen.”
“Do you know her name?”
“I think it was Cheryl, at least that’s what I remember being on the nametag, but since I didn’t put the deposit in today I could go to the bank tomorrow and try to goad her into finishing it.”
“Good. If you can just get her our home phone or email we can try to set it up. Meanwhile, I’ve got an idea of how to do it if you’re interested.”
Ed had the idea to do a quick perusal of the bank’s website and see if they had pictures of the staff. Once they found her name, Cheryl Burkenthaler, and picture on the website Dana thought to herself that the blonde wasn’t even that pretty. She even looked like a bitch in the picture.
“Dana, things got really sexual today. Have you ever been in any kind of titfight or sexfight?”
“No, Ed, what the hell are those?”
“Well, don’t get mad at me but I’ve got a little stash of videos that can show you what I’m talking about if you’re willing to watch them.” Seeing his wife’s face drop a little, he said, “It’s been a fetish of mine for a long time. I didn’t think you would ever do something like that so I got a few videos to take care of that urge. Just watch a little and see what you think. I’ll get rid of them after if you want. Just the thought of you doing this is hotter than any video could ever be. No video could compare to the real thing anyways.”
Dana was appeased for the moment and as the night wore on she was downright horny watching the contests on the screen. As Ed fucked her as passionately as he had done in years, all she could do was describe to him how her tits and pussy were going to humble that blonde slut. As she talked over the plans with her husband, she couldn’t wait to go into the bank tomorrow and deliver the challenge to Cheryl, hoping she would agree.
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As soon as Cheryl got to work the next day, all she could think about was how she could possibly figure out where the redhead from the day before worked. She had her name, and her husband’s name, from a quick internet search that Bruce encouraged her to do the night before using the address she had fought at. Edward and Dana Mullins. “Such a plain name for such a plain suburban mom,” Cheryl snickered to herself. She had told her boss a truncated version of the events from the day before with the redhead and convinced him to funnel any issues regarding the business account to her. She promised him that she would do everything in her power to keep the account with their bank, even if it meant apologizing profusely to the woman that had come in the day before.
Somewhat subconsciously she had dressed to kill today. Even though there were enough tellers, meaning she would be in her office like usual, she had walked in wearing a black satin top with a scoop neck showing at least ⅓ of her tanned breasts and tight gray slacks hugging her hips and ass like a second skin. Her lime green demi cup bra was failing miserably at keeping her erect nipples from showing through her shirt. With a look like that it was no wonder that her boss quickly agreed to let her handle things if someone from the unknown business tried to cancel their account today. Just as she was losing hope that anything would come of it, her office phone rang with her boss on the other end.
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Dana felt electric as she rolled into work wearing a mustard yellow top that was even tighter than the brown number she was wearing the day before. A pair of brown slacks hugged her hips and accentuated her ass with every step. She had popped in to see her boss and asked for a little extra time at lunch. She said she would make the deposit at the bank today and then an old friend was visiting and wanted to grab a quick bite while she was in the city. He agreed quickly, his eyes never leaving the magnificent rack of his favorite employee, as they bounced succulently when she nearly leapt with glee at his approval. He remained glued to her figure as she sashayed her perfect ass out his door and down the hallway towards her office.
The auburn haired mom closed the door to her office and immediately called the bank, and was quickly transferred to the manager the moment it was discovered she was the woman whose company was supposedly considering taking their business elsewhere after the interaction with Cheryl the day before. As the manager tried to apologize, Dana cut him short and said it was really her fault. She claimed she was in a bad mood already and it was her attitude that caused the conflict, and she would like a chance to apologize in person after making the deposit during her lunch hour today.
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After what seemed like a never ending morning, Dana realized it was finally time to head over to the bank and put her husband’s plan into action. She almost groaned as her nipples jumped to attention at the thought of seeing the blonde again. In a moment of mischief she made a quick stop in the bathroom to freshen up, and while she was there she decided to up the ante by slipping off her ultra thin midnight blue satin bra and teasing her nipples to full arousal before heading out to see her rival.
The poor girl at teller counter looked to shrink away at the sight of the voluptous, auburn haired vixen walking towards her. Dana allowed a self satisfied smirk knowing that her tits so completely outgunned a woman who appeared to be half her age, if that.
“Hi sweetie,” Dana said, “I’m Dana Mullins. I called earlier and spoke to your manager and am supposed to make a deposit for my company and then see Cheryl Burkenthaler. Could you be a peach and let her know I’m here?”
“Sure thing Mrs. Mullins, I just need to check with the manager first. If you would like, you can go ahead and fill out the deposit sheet while I ask him and I’ll take care of it for you right away.”
Dana nodded and, while the teller quickly rang her manager, filled out the slip, with the appropriate signatures and initials. She looked up as she heard the teller begin to speak to her, “Mr. Hendricks said he will be out right away to walk you back to Mrs. Burkenthaler’s office. Let me input this deposit and he will probably be here by the time I have your receipt.”
Just as the young teller said, an older man with an air of authority appeared to escort Dana back to the office area. She loved the attention he gave her figure and wondered if he would even be able to pick her face out of a lineup five minutes after meeting her. The super headlights she was sporting, her lack of a bra allowing the shirt to mold around the nipples and at least hint towards the outline of her areolas, seemed to be the only thing he noticed. She kind of nodded as he droned on about something or other for the minute it took to arrive at her rival’s office, and for a fleeting moment she considered seeing if she could finagle her way back to his office and use her mesmerizing tits as weapons by bringing him enough pleasure with them that he would fire Cheryl on the spot.
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Cheryl could hear the voices in the hallway, coming closer to the open door of her office, and stiffened in anticipation. She had the blinds drawn on all the interior windows just to add a bit of privacy to the encounter her body was buzzing for. She heard the pale mom disengage from the conversation with the bank manager and arched her back to push out her well exposed chest as she waited for Dana to walk into the room.
Both women’s eyes went wide when they saw the other. Obviously they both wanted to upstage their rival and both had gone to levels that bordered on the obscene in a professional setting. Cheryl barely hid the venom in her voice as she spat out, “Close the door behind you.” As Dana did, Cheryl continued sarcastically, “I’m glad you came to apologize for being such an uppity whore yesterday. I guess kicking your ass really humbled you.”
“Kicking my ass? In your dreams you blonde bimbo. You kept getting more desperate and dirty the whole time because I was dishing out more than you can handle.”
“More than I can handle? Listen here Pippi, I’m more woman than you’ll ever be and I’ll prove it any time you want.”
“Good. Here’s my home number in case you haven’t got it already. Call tonight after 10. My husband and I watched the video of our little incident yesterday…”
“Video? What the fuck are you talking about? Are you some kind of psychopath that goes out looking for this shit because she’s so plain that she can’t get her husband’s attention any other way?”
“No, you crazy bitch. You’re the stalker who followed me to my own home to fight me. I turned on the camcorder before you came in just in case I needed evidence if you had a knife of something and were trying to kill me.” Re-gathering her thoughts, Dana lowered her voice and started over, “Like I was saying. My husband and I watched the video and he noticed how you kept doing things like going after my nipples and trying to strip me when I got the advantage. It’s obvious to both of us that your jealous of my body, and with good reason. We’ve got a challenge for you. Just call tonight after 10 and I’ll have him explain it so that even your tiny blonde brain can understand it.” Before Cheryl could formulate a response, Dana turned on her heel, tits bouncing angrily under her shirt, and left the office.
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At 10:01 the phone rang. It was a local number, but not one they recognized, so Dana picked up the phone cautiously. “Hi bitch,” came from the other end so she quickly put it on speakerphone.
“Before you say anything slut, my husband wants a copy of that camcorder tape. You can bring it by the bank tomorrow so he can get a look at how badly I was kicking your ass before I finish the job.”
“Fuck you whore. He’s going to see is his old, worn out wife fighting dirty because she was getting her ass kicked by a better woman with a much better body.”
“In your dreams Casper. Your pasty skin, weak nipples, and puny little tits are no match for mine. Anyways, you went for my tits first on the couch, so I was just beating you at your own game.”
Before his wife could respond further, Ed chimed in. “Cheryl, this is Ed, Dana’s husband. If you haven’t done it yet put your speakerphone on so your husband can join in the conversation as well.”
“It’s already on man. This is Bruce and I do want a copy of that camcorder video before we do anything else. Just for research purposes, of course.”
The men had successfully de-escalated the situation for a moment and Bruce’s dry wit actually got a genuine laugh out of all four people. Ed continued, “Okay Bruce and Cheryl, here’s what I propose. We’ll get our kids out of the house for the weekend and if you guys can do the same then we can have the women settle this here on Saturday night.”
“We don’t have any kids, so that’s easy enough on our end,” Bruce responded.
“Good, now for the details of how they’ll settle it. Obviously they both have jobs where it would cause quite a bit of difficulty for them to show up after some knock down, drag out catfight. Also, and Bruce you’ll see this on the video, there was clearly some tension and competition surrounding their breasts yesterday. So, I’m suggesting we have a series of three contests to see who is the sexier, better woman.”
“We already know I am, and nothing your little redhead bitch says will change that.”
“Fuck you skank. If you’re so fucking hot, how come you couldn’t get your husband worked up enough to have any kids? Is he impotent or are you just a lousy fuck with saggy old tits?”
“Ladies!” Ed yelled, “there will be plenty of time for this shit before you settle it. Right now we need to talk about the specific contests and agree on the rules for Saturday. Alright, Dana has already agreed to all of this so here’s what I propose. The first contest is a nipple fight. Dana and Cheryl will grab each others nipples and squeeze, pinch, and pull on them until one gives. Each woman will trim their nails and wear opera gloves to prevent any kind of puncturing. Does that sound okay?”
“I can’t wait to finish ripping her tiny, weak nipples off her chest.”
“A simple yes or no will suffice. The second contest will be a no hands titfight. My suggestion is that each woman grabs the other’s hips and they can slam, swing, slap, and grind their tits into the other until one of them gives up. Is that okay?”
“Yes.”
“Good, finally, if the first two fights end up at one a piece, a pussy to pussy sexfight where they scissor their legs and grind together. The loser is the one who cums first. Do you agree to that as well?”
“No. I’m going to beat your dried up slut’s nipples and tits and I want to be able to beat her pussy even after I’m up 2-0. I don’t want any doubt left as to who is the better one between us.”
“Good thinking for a dumb blonde, I’ll be much happier knowing that your husband will drag your carcass out of here after I humiliate you and that he’ll never be able to look at you again without thinking about the better woman across town that he wished he had.”
“Okay, ladies, keep it under control. You’ve got a few more days to go. Bruce and Cheryl, we’ll see you at 7pm Saturday.” With that Ed quickly hung up before another word could be said and then ravished his overheated wife before
******
Despite the rhetoric and vitriol, both women were still as internally unsure as they were just over one day earlier. The thrill of the moment, the excitement of their husbands, and the pride in their own bodies was overriding their good judgement.
Waking up the next morning, Dana was both nervous and yet confident about seeing her rival one more time before their weekend battle. Cheryl was just as trepidatious about the impending contests with her new rival. Each dressed in something more akin to their normal work attire, feeling that there was no need to one up the other just for a little exchange of a camcorder video when they would spend Saturday night finding out the truth.
Shortly before Dana went to deliver the tape, she called over to the bank to make sure Cheryl was there. Cheryl said she was and then had a bit of a sly idea. “Hey you redheaded hag, are you at least decent enough to wear a bra today?”
“Yes bimbo, I’m wearing a bra. Don’t worry, I won’t make you feel inferior by showing off my perfect nipples today.”
“Whatever whore, just get over here and I’ll walk you back to my office. I’ve got something for you as well.”
Intrigued, Dana hesitated a moment before saying, “Fine, I’ll be there in 10 minutes.”
******
As Dana arrived, she saw Cheryl waiting for her inside the bank lobby, looking good for her age in a black skirt and midnight blue blouse with her typical top 3 buttons open. Cheryl regarded the auburn haired mom wearing beige slacks and a white zip up top with the zipper a third of the way down. “Hi Mrs. Mullins, it’s a pleasure to see you again. Right this way, we’ll only be a few moments.”
To an outsider the two women had glossed over their initial confrontation, but to each of them it was a secret they were enjoying the hell out of. Breaking the monotony of married and professional life with something so erotic was exhilarating. Dana followed the blonde and took a look at her ass. It was very nice, especially for her age, but she was sure her own was even better. She was going to enjoy beating this cougar in front of both men.
As they got to the office, Dana noticed the blinds were all drawn again. Cheryl opened the door and curtly said, “After you,” allowing Dana entry to her office for the second day in a row. Dana started to take in her surroundings a bit more than the day before, noticing the minimal decoration of the room, when she heard the door shut and the lock click. Somewhat startled, she turned quickly to face her blonde rival.
As she walked around to the other side of her desk Cheryl said, “settle down red, I’m not going to do anything physical to you today. Put the tape on the desk.” Dana obliged, still somewhat cautious, never taking her eyes off the sandy blonde banker who was leading the proceedings. Her eyes got wide as Cheryl quickly unbuttoned her blouse and slipped it off, leaving her in nothing but a sheer midnight blue demi cup bra. The blonde then reached into her desk and pulled out a small cloth tape measure. Seeing the confusion on Dana’s face, she flatly stated, “Since you think your nipples are so great, I thought we could both take our bras off here, where nobody can see us, and measure the length and thickness to see whose are bigger. Whoever wins keeps both bras and the loser goes without for the rest of the day. Ready to pull your puny things out or are you all talk bitch?”
Dana hesitated for a moment, trying to remember what the blonde’s nipples felt like two days earlier and if they might be bigger than she remembered. That thought was quickly replaced by her husband’s words about how Cheryl was going after her body due to jealousy and thought there was no way the other woman’s nipples could be bigger. Without a word she quickly unzipped her top down the front and slid it off onto the table between her foe and herself. Her sheer white bra was doing little to conceal what her large tits were topped off with and she felt a swell of pride seeing the blonde assessing her tips with widening eyes.
Cheryl quickly took control of the situation again. “Okay we both turn our backs for 5 minutes, I’ll set a timer on my computer, and you can do anything you want to get your nipples to full size. We’ll then turn around and measure each of the other woman’s nipples and once we agree on the measurement we’ll write it down. Deal?”
“Deal, slut.”
With that, Cheryl set the timer and said go. Immediately both women whipped their bras off and, backs facing each other, went to work pulling, teasing, and even raising their breasts to their lips to suck on their nipples to coax maximum size out of them.
After what seemed like way less than 5 minutes, the computer chimed signaling the moment of truth. Both women turned around and immediately realized the truth. One of them was clearly longer and thicker. With a smile breaking across her face, one woman quickly rounded the table to close the distance. “How about we forget the tape measure and just line our nipples up next to each other? The ones that touch the other woman’s areolas first wins?” Not waiting for her rival’s answer, the aggressor leaned in with a confidence in her body that she had never felt before. All inhibitions were disappearing with the realization that not only was she going to take part in sexual combat with another woman similar to herself, but that she might really win. As she leaned in, her nipples clearly indented the areolas of her soon to be foe, drawing a quick breath from each woman, and having the added effect of causing the other woman’s nipples to soften a bit. Delighted by the result, she quickly jabbed a few more times, resulting in the other woman’s nipples nearly flattening out completely. Upping the ante, the dominant woman lined her tits up perfectly with the opposing pair and pressed her still fully erect nipples into the retreating pair and pressed forward, causing the breasts to compress against one another. As she did this she noticed that her boobs seemed larger and firmer than her opponent and she leaned her head forward and whispered into the ear of the shocked and intimidated rival, “Ed is going to lose it when he sees my bigger better nipples. He’s going to be so conflicted when you’re screaming your submission as my tits beat yours to mush and my pussy eats yours alive, knowing he shouldn’t enjoy seeing his wife defeated by a better woman.”
With that, Cheryl stepped back from the auburn haired mother, grabbed both bras off the table, and continued, “Put your shirt back on and get out of my office slut. I can’t wait to show bruce this video of our first fight and tell him what happened here today. I hope you don’t chicken out after this, I’m looking forward to showing your husband that you’re not the hot shit you think you are Saturday night.”
Dana grabbed her shirt without a word and slid it back on. She turned and left the office, never making eye contact with the blonde banker, caught somewhere between feeling like she was in a haze and wanting to break down and cry right where she stood. The rest of her day was miserable, with her barely being able to recall anything at work or even that night at dinner. Ed kept trying to get her to talk, but she just went through the motions with the kids and got ready for bed quietly. At 10:01 the phone rang again, Ed answered and quickly switched it to speakerphone.
******
Cheryl quickly locked her office door the moment the redhead left and turned back towards her desk. She was still stripped to her waist and the exhilaration of the moment made it feel like her already huge nipples had hardened and grown even more. She felt a pride and power radiating through them that she didn’t even fully understand. As she walked over to get dressed, she saw the sheer white bra she had just won and gave in to her mischievous side by putting it on. The sandy blonde woman nearly squealed with delight when her tanned rack overwhelmed the large bra and her titflesh bulged around every inch of the ill equipped garment. Feeling that it would cut into her breasts, and cause pain after a while, she switched back to her own bra and slipped her blouse back on for the rest of the day.
When she got home, she quickly put the video in and watched it before Bruce arrived. What she saw boosted her confidence even more. She was basically at a stalemate with the woman who jumped her before the abrupt ending. She was convinced that a little more time would have allowed her to finish the job she had started that day and she was anticipating the weekend even more.
The sandy blonde was floating on air the rest of the afternoon and evening. She kept teasing Bruce about the video and something special she had gotten just for him. Finally, after seemingly endless small talk about things he couldn’t care less about, she finally relented and let him watch the video. Her smile widened even more as he came to the same conclusion, that she was gaining the upper hand and it was only the other woman’s son coming home that saved her from being humiliated by Cheryl. Just as he began to try and put his huge erection to work on her, she stopped him and said, “Now for that big surprise I’ve got for you.”
Bruce stripped as instructed while his still fully dressed wife stepped into their bathroom. The whole thing seemed odd to him and he wondered why she took her purse in with her. Just a few moments later she stepped back out, wearing nothing but a sheer white bra that was clearly too small for her.
“How do you like my new bra?”
“Um...it’s great but it seems like you got the wrong size.”
“Yeah, it’s pretty tight on me but I think I’ll keep it. Guess where I got it?”
“I don’t know, at the lingerie store?”
“Nope. I got this at work today.”
“At work?” Bruce’s voice betrayed the utter confusion he was feeling at the moment.
“Yes. In fact I got it in my office right around the same time Dana dropped off the camcorder tape.”
As she regaled him with the story of the nipple confrontation, Bruce’s already absurd erection began to cause him actual physical pain. Finally his wife relented and they began an intense bout of lovemaking that featured several earth shattering orgasms. After fucking each other silly, Bruch discussed a few ideas he was having with his wife. He didn’t like that Ed was the man who took the lead in setting this all up and wanted to feel as if he was an equal contributor to the festivities. At 10:01 the couple placed a call to Ed and Dana to engage in a speaker phone based conversation for the second night in a row.
******
“Hey Ed, it’s Bruce. We’re on speaker phone as well so Cheryl is fully aware of what I’m about to propose. We thought it might be fun to add some stakes after each of the challenges on Saturday. Are you open to that?”
“Yes,” Ed responded, “we’ll listen to what you have to say.”
“Good. As awesome as it is that our wives are willing to do this in front of us, I think it would be pretty cool if each part of the event had its own spoils for the victor. Here’s what I’m proposing: After the nipple fight, the loser has to suck the winner’s nipples. After the titfight the loser lays on her back and is titsmothered by the winner for 5 minutes. After the pussyfight, the loser eats the winner’s pussy until she cums. Are you and Dana okay with that?”
After a longer than normal silence, Ed finally replied, “Dana agrees. I think she’s going to enjoy the attention after she beats your wife in all three phases.”
“Is that so?” Cheryl said, “I guess Dana must not have told you about what happened in my office today.”
“What are you talking about?” Ed replied while looking at his wife for any indication of what was being referred to. “She dropped off the camcorder tape, that’s it.”
“Of course Ed. That’s all that happened. We didn’t take our tops off and compare the length and thickness of our nipples. We didn’t rub them together with hers retreating from my bigger, better tips. We didn’t shove our tits together with mine pushing her smaller, softer bags back into her chest. And I certainly didn’t take her bra and try it on only to find that it’s not big enough to handle my girls. You’re right Ed, all that happened was your second rate whore dropped off a video. See you Saturday.”
Bruce and Cheryl hung up before Ed or Dana could say a word. With the sound of the phone line buzzing through the speakerphone, Ed stared at his wife trying to comprehend what he just heard. Was that why she was so quiet and reserved all night? Did that really happen today? Was she really outgunned by the other middle aged woman? He tried to make some headway with her regarding the call, the new stakes for the fight, and whether or not she wanted to go through with it at all, but got nowhere and soon gave up knowing that he would have to help her recover mentally if she was to have any chance on Saturday.
******
Ed had scrambled in the ensuing days to try and pump his wife up for the fight, hoping that the confidence she had been displaying that first night would return. He countered her every fear with a comment or suggestion that logically made enough sense that she started believing him. When she said her nipples were smaller and ran away from Cheryl’s he reminded her that they were having a contest to determine whose could take more punishment when pinched and having more to work out gave her a better chance to hurt the blonde. When she said her boobs were smaller and softer, he pointed out techniques she could use to even the playing field like swinging hers from the sides and using the extra momentum to do more damage. When she expressed concern about her pussy not being as tight after having two kids, he suggested she could spend the next few days practicing the Kegel exercises she had learned during those pregnancies to control her vaginal muscles in a way her opponent couldn’t. Whatever she came up with, he tried to sound reasonable and plausible in finding ways to spin things in her favor.
By the time Saturday night rolled around, his auburn haired vixen was bouncing around the house wearing next to nothing with a glow emanating from her entire being. Shortly before 7 she disappeared upstairs into their bedroom and told Ed not to disturb her until Bruce and Cheryl arrived. After an eternity, Ed checked the clock to see that only 15 seconds had passed. He turned on the TV and stared blankly at the images as he tried to pass the time. Finally, at 6:47, he heard the doorbell. What he saw was a fairly handsome man, similar to himself, and a gorgeous woman with a nice tan, sandy blonde curls, and a body to die for. She almost giggled when he just stared at her without speaking, finally asking if they could come in. Ed snapped out of his reverie and invited the couple in and showed them to one of the kids bedrooms where Cheryl could change. She stepped into the room and told Bruce to wait for her with Ed.
Both men sat nervously, unable to believe this was really happening. With beers in hand, they tried to make small talk, but couldn’t get past the awkwardness of being enemies by proxy due to the issue between their wives. Finally, right at 7, they no longer had to put on pretences as they heard a bedroom door open and shut quickly, followed by Cheryl appearing in the living room. The sandy blonde had on nothing but a thin, black satin robe tied loosely around her waist, and matching elbow length opera gloves for the first event of the evening. The outline of the blonde’s nipples were clearly visible through material of the robe, her strong hips and thighs swaying invitingly. Her face showed a bit of nervousness, now that the time was at hand to go through with this intimate contest, and she breathed deeply just as a door was heard closing upstairs.
Dana slowly descended the stairs and turned into the living room. The auburn haired beauty was wearing a dark green robe, similar to her opponent’s in style, that complemented her hair and alabaster skin perfectly. A pair of matching opera gloves completed her ensemble. With the same nervous anxiousness apparent on her face and in her demeanor as the blonde, she cast a quick look over towards Ed before taking her position in front of Cheryl, only a few feet separating the women.
Quickly turning to face the men, Dana stripped off the robe and tossed it to Ed on the couch, leaving her magnificent body fully nude. Ed saw the body that he loved, smooth, strong, and firmer than you would expect from a mother of two nearing 40. Her breasts were still full and firm, the cherry red nipples long and thick. Her stomach was mostly flat, arms looked strong, and her thighs and ass were a sight to behold. He noted that she was clean shaven for the fight, her clit was already starting to protrude, and her vaginal lips were already glistening in anticipation of the fight. Bruce’s assessment was similar. He was surprised at how similar this woman was to his own wife, how truly beautiful she was, and at how flawless her skin was as she had none of the freckles common amongst redheads. She was, in a word, gorgeous.
Having allowed her opponent a moment to soak in the attention of the husband’s, Cheryl then followed suit. Feeling confident that her body was better, but still seeking that validation from the men, she faced them both and removed her robe tossing it to Bruce. He saw the familiar sight of his stunning wife. Despite being in her late 30s, her tits were still impossibly high and firm, her dark chocolate nipples long and thick. Her stomach was solid, though not muscular, her arms looked strong, and her thighs and ass looked like the works of a master sculptor. Her clit was beginning to protrude, her clean shaven vaginal lips glistening with anticipation in the dim light. Ed’s mouth was nearly agape. He looked this new woman over from head to toe. She was tan all around, hinting at a voyeuristic side at least while sunbathing, and seemed much like his wife. What he couldn’t deny was what the women had established a few days earlier. Cheryl’s nipples were longer and thicker. Her boobs were a little higher, a little fuller, and a little firmer. The sandy blonde’s thighs looked a little stronger, her ass a little tighter, her clit a little bigger, and her vaginal lips a little thicker. He also noticed that she seemed slightly more defined overall. He felt like he was looking at a near mirror image of his wife, just slightly better everywhere.
Cheryl’s cockiness returned as she drank in the smile from Bruce and the near gawking from Ed. “Now that everything is out in the open, it looks like at least three of us know who the better woman is already.” Turning her head slightly towards Dana she continued, “I’m going to give you one chance to avoid the pain tonight, but not the humiliation. Give up right now and I’ll let you suck my nipples, get smothered under my tits, and eat my pussy without me whipping your skanky body into submission.”
“Fuck you, whore.”
“Good, I’m glad you’re not going to give up that easy.” Turning back to the husband’s she said, “Bruce, honey, after I’m done with the bitch I’m going to fuck your brains out right here in her own house. Ed, I’ll let you watch. That way, when you’re feeling like you need some pussy, you can think of me and actually be turned on while fucking your second rate wife. I’m going to be the woman you always thought you had.”
With that, the blonde, followed quickly by the redhead, dropped to their knees facing each other and waited for the instructions to start the nipple squeezing fight. Ed, having finally regained his senses, had each woman place her gloved fingers on the nipples of her counterpart and then said go. A grunt came from each woman, but much like their first fight there was no taunting or screaming, just two middle aged women determined to do in the prized possessions atop the breasts of the other combatant.
Being unsure if she could win the nipple fight, but wanting to do some damage before the titfight, Dana employed a strategy of using her nipple grips to shake and slam the tits of her opponent with the intent to soften them and reduce the difference in visible firmness. Cheryl, for her part, initially did something similar. As she thought to herself, “What do I have to do to get this bitch to quit?” she decided to try a strategy that she and Bruce had discussed. The sandy blonde banker adjusted her grip to that of the classic titty twister, and twisted each nipple outwards (left nipple clockwise and right nipple counterclockwise) bringing a wail from the redhead. Seeing this as her chance to get a quick win, Cheryl pressed forward to add pressure and then started pulling the tits up as high as she could stretch them, causing the redhead to have to rise up higher on her knees. Seeing her opponent gritting her teeth was all Cheryl needed to try and up the ante further. She began using the twisted nipples to pump Dana’s breasts up and down, alternating sides in a rhythmic manner.
Dana began to softly whimper in rhythm with the pulls on her boobs, as tears began to slowly trickle out of the corners of her eyes. Ed sat quietly watching, not willing to cheer his wife on as his counterpart was not doing so either. As Dana’s grip on the blonde’s nipples began to weaken, Cheryl began a gently spoken verbal barrage. “That’s right bitch, just take your hands off my nipples and put your mouth there and we’ll be done. All you have to do is give up and admit my nipples are bigger and better than yours will ever be. I’m sure Ed will love it when you tell him how great my nipples taste. You can even make him jealous by telling him you’ve sucked better nipples than he ever will.” With that Cheryl renewed the force she was putting into torturing the cherry nipples in her hands, bringing Dana to the point of openly sobbing. As the redhead’s hands fully slipped off her own tan globes, Cheryl broke into a smile knowing that things were almost over.
With her head slumping down, Dana finally sobbed out her submission.
“What was that, I didn’t hear you bitch,” Cheryl taunted before releasing the redheads tortured knobs a few seconds later.
“I said I give.”
“Why, Dana? Why do you give?”
“Because my weak, puny nipples aren’t strong enough to take the punishment. Because your bigger, better nipples are tougher than mine will ever be.”
“Hey Ed, whose nipples are better?”
With as little emotion as he could, Ed said, “Yours are Cheryl, you’ve beaten my wife’s nipples this time.”
“Every time Ed, if she’s stupid enough to try again I’ll beat her pathetic nipples every time.” Turning her attention to Dana, the blonde simply put her arms behind her head, causing her magnificent breasts to lift, and looked expectantly at the redhead. Dana wasted no time, going at the nipple sucking humiliation with a fervor that surprised everyone in the room. She suckled the tips as if she were a starving infant, alternating between them with a comical popping sound and string of saliva accenting each switch. Satisfied with the attention that had already been lavished on her nipples, and not wanting to get too worked up before the pussy fight later, Cheryl pushed Dana’s head away and said, “Enough. Now I’m going to squash your weak titties back into your chest just like I did to your nipples in my office.”
Both women hesitated, waiting on their knees for the signal to start the second challenge of the night. Their breath was heavy, their heart rates increased, and each was covered in a sexy sheen of sweat. Delaying as long as he could, Ed finally spoke again, “Cheryl, since you won the first round you can place your hands on Dana’s hips first, giving you inside position.” The blonde did as she was told and Ed continued, “Dana, honey, now place your hands on Cheryl’s hips. Now that you’ve both taken position, know that you’re expected to keep your hands in contact with the other woman at all times. No hair pulling or other similar actions are permitted, just keeping close enough to titfight and bearhug if you wish. Please move your boobs closer until the fronts are touching.” As the women did so, everyone in the room could notice the small, yet visible difference in give as Dana’s tits were pushed back by the larger, firmer pair. “Begin.”
Before he had finished saying it, Dana started trying to implement the strategy they had discussed in the previous days. She quickly pulled her chest back and down before swinging an uppercut into the bottoms of Cheryl’s spectacular orbs. The blonde grunted as her boobs flew up in front of her face and before she had a chance to retaliate, the auburn haired mom twisted her shoulders to the left before firing a shot with her right tit into the side of the tanned right breast of her opponent. Dragging her tits through the blow, she got her torso fully to the other side before swiping back, her left breast knocking Cheryl’s left into her right, drawing an audible oof from the blonde. The redhead quickly raised up and slammed her breasts down on top of the other pair and the followed with another uppercut. Cheryl finally tried to pull away, leaning back on her haunches a bit, and Dana took the opportunity to move forward on her knees and press her tits into her opponent while the blonde struggled to keep her balance.
Dana quickly realized that, while she had begun to gain ground on Cheryl’s tits, that she was still not as firm as her foe and needed to continue working on the other chest before she could win head on. The mom quickly slid her hands up the sides of the blonde and locked them together behind Cheryl’s upper back, and began smearing her tits into the blonde’s and dragging them all over her chest. With the leverage advantage, and with the blonde still a bit stunned at the onslaught, Dana continued to make headway. She varied her attack, dragging up until Cheryl’s tits stretched too far and flopped back down to her chest, putting her tits on top of the tan pair and shoving down trying to smoosh them down to the blonde’s waist, pushing left or right to stretch the tendons and flesh of her opponent with the aim of loosening the flesh enough that she could shove her own chest straight forward and collapse the pair that dared challenge hers. One thought began to creep into her mind. She had been working over the other tits for a few minutes now, keeping a frantic pace, and she was starting to breath very heavily while it felt to her that she hadn’t yet evened the playing field enough to have her boobs overwhelm and break down Cheryl’s.
Sensing a slight hesitation in her opponent, Cheryl shoved forward quickly and gained back most of the ground she had lost. Getting back to nearly vertical, she mimicked her opponent’s move and slid her own hands up from the redhead’s hips and locked them behind her back. Easing into a tight hug, Cheryl felt her bigger, and still firmer boobs begin to take over the space between their chests. Allowing herself the hint of a smile through her grimace, and not wanting to give Dana a chance to go back on the offensive, the banker brought her lips to the ear of the redhead and began to whisper, “Do you feel that bitch? Do you feel my tits crushing yours? Do you feel them breaking your weak sacks down and turning them into putty? Do you feel Ed’s lust for the better woman growing?” Cheryl began to rhythmically pump her shoulders, one at a time, causing them to piston into the pale orbs they were pummeling and bringing increasingly anguished squeals from Dana. As the redhead’s grip around her back slackened a bit, Cheryl began to pull back enough to break breast contact briefly and slam forward into her opponent head on. Repeating this move brought grunts, then whimpers, and finally sobs from the busty redhead. Clamping down tightly, her tanned orbs completely controlling the space between them, Cheryl finally said, “Give up now before I do permanent damage.”
“Oh God, I give! Please let go!”
“Why do you give, Dana?”
“Because your boobs destroyed mine. My weak, soft tits got wrecked by your superior set. I will never have a rack as great as yours.”
“Hey Ed, I think you know the drill now.”
“Your tits are better, Cheryl. They completely decimated my wife’s inferior globes. You smashed them flat with your big, beautiful, perfect boobs.” Ed could no longer hold back his excitement, even as his wife was being outclassed, a fact that was not lost on the other three people in the room.
With a killer smile on her face, Cheryl shoved Dana to the ground and straddled her waist, trapping her feet beneath her. “Get ready for five minutes of up close and personal time with the best tits you’ve ever seen.” Cheryl lowered her slightly swollen chest down onto the face of the helpless mom, leaving just the eyes uncovered. No taunting was needed. Cheryl simply watched the panicked look and the struggle for consciousness in her opponent. Every time it seemed like Dana was out she would lift up for a moment, allowing the auburn haired mom a few gulps of air, before dropping her perfect tits back down into the smother. The blonde was beaming at this point, anxious for the five minutes to end so she could get to pussy fucking her foe and finishing the night riding Bruce like the champion she was.
At Ed’s announcement of the end of the five minutes, Cheryl immediately scissored their legs, lined her clit up with Dana’s, brought their pussies into contact, and awaited the word to start. Ed delayed it as long as he could, but he realized his wife’s will was broken and she was quite groggy from the breast smother and no amount of time was going to help her on this night. He gave the word and the blonde began pumping with her strong, toned thighs and magnificent ass, driving her clit into the redheads weapon, battering it with ease and already drawing short breaths and moans out of Dana with just a few strokes.
Dana gamely tried to fight back, but at this point she was humiliated, exhausted, and turned on by the sandy blonde banker’s domination of her body. Her previously unexplored voyeuristic side was being sated with the competition and the audience. Even as she tried to fuck the blonde back, her mind drifted towards the chance to taste the pussy she was fighting and she resigned herself to that fate. With tears streaming down her face, she didn’t resist when the blonde leaned forward and pulled her in for a kiss. There, as well, she tried to keep up but found her tongue being outdueled by the other woman’s. While the entire event had barely taken an hour, Dana knew she would sleep soundly from sheer exhaustion. She took solace in the feeling that she would be too beaten to feel the full weight of her humiliation until at least the morning. With that realization, she began making the familiar yipping sounds that Ed knew meant she was about to cum. A bone jarring orgasm rocked her body, the blonde riding her through it with their clits still pinned together, and finally Dana collapsed to her back in total defeat.
Cheryl quickly positioned the redhead so that her head was pointed towards the men and faced the men on her knees, just above the face of her vanquished foe. “Dana, what just happened?”
“Your pussy dominated mine. Your clit beat the cum out of mine. Your lips overwhelmed mine, You fucked me like a cheap whore.”
“Ed, what happened here tonight?”
“You destroyed my beautiful, sexy wife. Your tits beat hers in every way and your pussy dominated hers. She’s still the same stunning, busty woman I love, but your body is better in every way that matters. Congratulations.”
With that, the blonde looked down at the other woman and asked, “Are you ready to eat the best pussy in the room?” Getting a quick nod was enough as Cheryl lowered down in a front face sit and allowed Dana access to the bounty between her thighs. The men had a perfect view of the tanned body of the victor, her tits still high, firm, and proud, her strong body glistening with a sheen of sweat, her meaty love box slightly obscured by the alabaster face, pink tongue, and auburn hair of the woman servicing her. “I hope you learned your lesson whore. The next time you get bitchy with a woman in public, just remember how weak you are and how easily I beat you. Your body is nothing compared to mine. I own you from head to toe and I’m betting I wouldn’t be the only one. You’re weak. You’re just a pasty skank with saggy tits and a worn out twat. You don’t belong in...Oh Fuck!”
The banker’s taunts were cut short as Dana moved from simply licking and kissing her inner thighs and vaginal lips to closing her mouth completely around the winning clit and treating it like a small cock. Dana grabbed the sublime ass of the woman above her and buried her face in the alluringly scented pussy that was the object of her desire at the moment. She used her tongue and teeth to quickly drive Cheryl to the brink and then she felt the torrent of cum as it plastered her face.
A few short breaths followed the orgasm and Cheryl got unsteadily to her feet and wandered to the bathroom to towel off and freshen up before heading to the bedroom to change back into her clothes. As she came back out she signaled for Bruce to join her and, looking back at Dana still laying on the floor in defeat, she simply said, “Anytime you want to, feel free to come to the bank and service your better. This wasn’t a fluke, but I hope you think it was. I would love to destroy your weak tits and pussy again.” With that, the visiting couple walked out the door and a strange chapter of their lives appeared closed for each woman.
