[linftr]

I am open mouthed and panting, the frenzy I tried to infect you with has hit me also.  Somehow we have turned a complete circle and you are lapping at my neck, sending shivers  through me.  My return ear sucking leaves me open to your darting tongue when I straighten my head and draw a breath   I am uttering inelegant grunts as your tongue plies its work, when suddenly my foot slips, and your knee splays my lips.

My eyes show shock, my pussy is so, so open, and I hear you quietly order me to cum.  As I patter around for footing in the slick shower, your urgings seem to be a command, especially since your knee accents it all with two direct rubs on my engorged twat.  I look at you as if to obtain a reprieve, and indeed you stop your talking, because your tongue is doing its magic.  I try to think, my hands go up, they go out, my back feels the shower, and to my shame I try to writhe on your thigh.  Your leg is being creamed, I feel myself giving out and yelping into your kisses, my rubbery legs now wide open as I lean back.

I just let the waves wash over me as I orgasm, maybe you are coming also, it doesn't matter, as I grimace and clutch you.  I stiffen, then peak, then attempt to surf another wave , as one hand is now clutching your hair, the other your ass cheek.  Jerking and twitching, I start to snap out of it and try to take stock of where I am and what happened.

[Vanessa]

As I feel you slip on the shower floor and my thigh parts your lips I feel your juices mingle with the warm water. Your body stiffens as your eyes close and you begin to ride my thigh. Your orgasm quickly reaching a peak as you moan out loud. As I feel your red hot juices pour across my skin I gasp and clutch your back in one hand and grab your ass with the other as I feverishly begin to grind my own wide open cxnt against your leg. My mouth gaping open as my own orgasm hits. Mybreath coming in faster and faster pants as I let forth a deep husky groan of pleasure.

As both of us cum again and yet again on a second wave of lust I begin to shiver. We both open our eyes as we find ourselves in the floor of the shower. Reaching up and over you is a struggle as I finally get my hand on the shower controls. I moan out loud again as I have accidentally placed my nipple in direct line with your mouth and you place a licking suck on it. As the water shuts it off I slump back, my back against the wall. My leg still wedged between yours and pressed tight against your hot sex as yours is to mine. Staring at you as I try and catch my breath, trying to comprehend exactly what we have just done to and with one another.

Never taking my eyes from yours I slowly reach out and slide my hand between your legs. Feeling you tense momentarily as my finger slips between your lips I rub it slowly up and down then bring it to my lips. Sucking your juices from my finger I moan softly as I taste them. Leaning my head back against the shower wall I close my eyes as I savor the taste of you now on my lips.

[linftr]

Apparently we fought to a stand still, or sit still, as I see you mimicking me slumped against the shower wall, legs still intertwined.  It seems so quiet with the water turned off, just our breathing and small sighs.  Slowly taking stock, I feel your spider like finger crawling up my leg and entering me.  Oh!  Ridiculously, in the circumstances, I feel totally violated, and my hands go to ensure the privacy of my privates as you savor my exquisite flavor.

"Bitch, you had no right to do that" as I slither towards escape on my rump, making sure you don’t launch any more assaults.  Clambering upright, I look down on you, slouched nakedly, and directing my self anger at you, berate you as "a slut, a dripping slut".  Clutching the heavy glass of the shower, I emerge, drenched in every way, and more confused than ever. How could I moan and come and writhe, and squirm for more.  It’s a blur, but I was quaking for it, it.s disgusting.   I know she came too, but I have no idea how hard or when, or anything.  Anyhow, she is not my equal, I can’t let this happen to me again.

"Why don’t you finish draining in there, while I dry off.  We still have a tit fight coming, and we haven;t had a conclusive duel yet.  This time , no cheating, no nibbling, no kissing, no snatch rubbing.  When you haul your flabby ass out of there and dry your hair, we find out whose tits can take it."  Nothing brings the confidence back to me like giving orders. I head for a towel and cradle my faithful boobs.  'C'mon girls , don’t let me down.'

[Vanessa]

Smiling to myself at your obvious frustration and then hearing you rant and rave about how I am a slut I finally laugh out loud. As I get to my feet and confidently walk out of the shower enclosure I can’t resist say “ Bitch don’t even start to get an attitude with me. Yes we are do for a tit fight. And a fight it will be. And as far as you making a comment about me grinding on your snatch, and yes I said snatch, if you can strain that little brain of yours to remember you started that move first this time. Right there in the shower. And you can deny it all you want but you fucking loved everything we just did. If you are a real woman you will at least admit it to yourself.”

I reach out and grab one of the oversized towels and begin to languorously dry myself off. First my hair then my firm tits. My eyes never leaving you as you finish drying off. As I run the towel over my stomach and down my legs I say to you “and according to “your rules” the winner of our kiss fight decides how we are to titfight. You came before I did, even if it was close, so I decide how we do this next duel. I say we go hands off. Just tit to tit. And yes I agree no more kissing, no more pussy grinding, just my girls against yours. Nipple to nipple and tit to tit.” As I shake my own at you. “First thing is to have breakfast then we do this. Your rules, my way!”

I toss my towel into the corner and walk straight up to you. Staring you eye to eye I push my tits into yours then move around you and enter the living area. I pick up the phone and order us both a lavish breakfast then turn and walk into my room, leaving the door open. Putting in my sheer cream robe I walk back out and take a seat, relaxing even though the old animosity has once again come to the forefront of our conversation. “As soon as we eat we can start bitch. And I am so going to enjoy beating your tits flat.”

[linftr]

My lower lip fluttering at the nerve of this absolute bitch to lecture me, I pat myself dry, particularly my thighs and bush, and with a nice fresh towel, dry my hair.  Not caring about the accuracy of your words, I automatically respond that "your type lives for raunch.  All you care about is sleazy animal like sex.  We will see how a true contest comes out between these"  glancing down at my rack and as I sneer at your boobs " those."

The exchange accented by the breast bumping when you slink by me, I pivot  and with white buns imperiously wiggling, march off to my room in a huff to get my robe on and finish freshening up.  Talking to myself, and making such smart remarks as 'what a dumb whore' and' her stretch marked bags are in for it' my spirits rise .  If I actually did lose in the shower, it was only marginal, and it was because we were playing her lezzie games.   A spritz of my custom perfume, and I am back out to the aroma of coffee and breakfast.  Is that Maria ever off duty?  As she rolls in our repast and offers "Looking good Ms Linda" to which I swish my hair and reply" am feeling good, things are going my way. " She makes a wry face and nods knowingly.  I am getting paranoid, because I wonder what she meant by that. 

Sitting down for coffee and fruit, and enjoying crepes, I look over at you and hope to spot stains on your cream robe, but all I get to see is acres of cleavage on your 'combatants'.  "Vanessa, see that pancake", as I place a flat smear of butter on it, "that is what your breasts will look like when I am done".  Placing a strawberry on a grapefruit half that I flip cut side down, I remark that "my winners will resemble this".  Smirking with my cleverness, I roll up my crepe, with a dollop of preserves and confectionary sugar and sensously  nibble on it, eyes dropping to make sure I am not leaking sugar and gloop  and ruining the effect.

As much as I try to ignore your inane chatter, I have to listen to you describe how I appeared in the throes of ecstacy.  How I hate hearing you say that stuff!   Finishing my coffee, I feel  it is time for me to take control again.  "Lets have this cleared up or do you need to ingest some more carbohydrates?"  Swishing my breasts in my loosely tied robe, I notice they are even sweeter than before, having traces of sugar on them now.  "Ready to disrobe and begin?"

[Vanessa]

“Oh I am more than ready for this” as I step right up to you. Nose to nose our bodies not quite yet touching. “ No hands just tit to tit and nipple to nipple....and when we are finished I will have you flatter than those crepes we just finished”.

I reach out and violently yank your robe open and down off of your shoulders, letting it fall to the floor in a puddle at your feet. When you react in a similar fashion I smile. “Good, now lets fucking find out whose tits AREthe better pair” as I reach out and wrap my arms around your waist and as you respond we both slam our heavy DD tits together. Gritting my teeth I roll my girls side to side, slamming their weight into yours again and again.

“Come on bitch, this is what we both want. Fight Me!”

[linftr]

I snarl back at you "You really thinks your bags equal mine?"  And then I react to being slammed by your flying jugs.  I grimace and grunt and lean back a hair, our arms around each others waists allowing our torsos to twist and shift.  Getting into the rythm, my globes mash into yours, and then I time your swinging boobs and lean back enough to let them sort of slide by, and whip mine at yours before you can build up momentum on the ‘backswing’.  Your groan and your billowing breast flesh tells me I scored well.  "You were right, this is what we both want.  Your greasy tits smashed and flattened!"

My white skin colors so fast, and I see an abrasion, although I don't how I could have gotten it, but I try to  time you and slug your mams hard when they are not in motion.  Succeeding twice more with my tactic, I get ready to really wallop your bags, but my boobs sail over yours in my enthusiasm.  I try to clutch you and pull you into me before you get a free shot.

I am dripping sweat, my hair already matted, and am puffing away for breath, and as I try to haul in closer, the heat wells up.  My head darting around, eyes looking for openings, as I try to evade a heavy return blow.  I think I have left bruises on yours already!  Are her tits already changing in texture?  Visions of a rapid victory glimmer in my head as my sweat drips, a drop right on the tip of my nose.

[Vanessa]

“The only pancaked tits will be yours bitch” I grunt as you pound your gals into mine. The sweat running down your body is matched by my own, causing out tits to soon become coated in a wet sheen. This makes for a slippery surface as we both grunt and gasp slamming together. My gals becoming a bit red but still maintaining their proud shape, I lean back slightly as you go to drive yours into mine again just to overshoot a bit. I bring mine up beneath yours in a heavy slap, the clip of our flesh quite loud. As I hear you grunt in pain I then slam my heavy tits back down on top of yours, my nipples raking across yours, dragging them down as the heavy weight of my globes stretch yours towards the floor.

“My, seems your flabby bags are soft bitch. How does it feel to meet a firmer stronger pair” I hiss into your face.

[linftr]

Oh, I gasp as an ‘uppercut’ hits my wobbling tits, I can feel the tender undersides taking  a punch and I lean away, I start to rock back in when your returning jugs smack down with a crack, stretching my beautiful  breasts and whapping my nipples.  I shove/hold you off with my hands on your hips as I wince and listen to you calling my tits soft.

“We’ll see who is soft”, as I twist to my left, and when my boobs swing all the way over, I set my feet and brace, before sending my titties flying to the right, your poor right tit hit first by my right, then my left.  I see yours sort of jiggle atop your left breast and, even as I absorb the sting of the blow, I smirk “Your tits are cross eyed now.”  Rocking back, I flip my tits up, and ready  a downward stroke  as my boobs  stop rising just under my chin.

“Hope that podgy belly can hold those bags of yours up after this” and start the downward momentum.  I can out think this bitch, I just can’t get too clever.  That last one two she gave me was wicked.  Since we both have our feet braced on the carpet to gain traction and leverage, I glance to see if I can line up at a better angle, hoping I can hit more or receive less. 

[Vanessa]

“Ugh you cow” I grunt as you punch your tits into mine “Of fuck!” I gasp as you slam them a second time.

“Hope this hurts this whore as much as it does me” I think as I take your tit punches then lean back a hair then ram my own head long into yours. My nipples spearing directly into yours and actually feels like I force them back inside your tits.

“Not bad skank but those soft bags are no where as firm or full as mine” I snarl as we both begin to twist side to side, slamming our tits back and forth into one another’s. Clop....Clop....Clop is the sound of meaty tit slamming into meaty tit.

I moan as you suddenly push hard into me, myback slamming up against the floor to ceiling window. My ass pressed tight to the cool glass as I tighten my grip on your waist, taking the brunt of your slamming tits with my own. Grunting and snarling at one another as we grind our heavy globes tight together. I push you back a bit and twist suddenly, catching your left tit in between both of mine and then shove my shoulders forward, squeezing your helpless tit between mine hard.

[linftr]

Knowing how expressive my face always is, I pray that the impact of your nipple stab didn’t show.  Next time, when I slam my nips into yours first, it will be yours that are pushed in, and you will make a face like a pouting fish.  Having backed you up to the window, I listen to the sounds of wet breast flesh hitting, some of the  echoes almost soggy, and I push in, wanting to see the sides of your jugs mushroomed onto the glass.
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"Damn, I exclaim as you shove and twist and actually trap my left tit between yours.  I look down and see how malleable and squished looking my boob is, and I can’t yank it free as you lean in .  I backpedal, jerking myself away and tilting back, throwing a glance to the rear and seeing the couch behind me, my buns touching it just as my poor titty is freed.  I frantically whip my tits side to side in a flurry, whacking yours left, right, left,  I am sure I saw sweat flying from your saggers as they jerk and flounce.  I have to slow up and take a breath, noting that my breasts are a glowing shade of pink, with my nipples protruding slightly and a deep rose hue. 

You are smirking  defiantly at me, but that won’t last, as I lunge back at you from the couch, with our hands still on each other’s hips.  I flip my tits up enough so my nipples will line up with yours and can give you the skewering treatment you did to me.  I actually grunt as our nipples collide and press, and I eagerly hope for favorable results as your expression flickers and your jaw sets.  I strain into you, expecting to force you away. but the only thing that shifts is our upper bodies getting closer as our breasts swell into any available space.  I dare a glance at your face so I can see your anguish, my own breasts aching and compressing.

[Vanessa]

As you are back against the sofa I glance down and see my tits taking on a distinct red hue. You suddenly lunge back at me driving your nipples directly into mine. “UGH” I grunt at the sudden impact. Taking my hands I place them on your shoulders. Staring into your eyes I hiss “my turn cow” as I pull my tits back a bit then start to swing them side to side hard and fast. The slapping sound of both sweaty heavy sets of tits meeting loud in the room.

“Fuck you....bitch...how does...it feel? My tit... are going to...pop those udders of....yours” I grunt amid the loud gasps, sweat flinging side to side at every impact. My red nipples raking across yours at every pass.

I suddenly spin you and push you back a step. Now it is your bare ass pressed up against the window as I lean back and begin to hammer my tits head on into yours. Both of us sweating and grunting now. Faces red from the exertion.

“Anytime you want to quit just say so whore but by the time you do your tits will be ruined” I sneer at you.

[linftr]

The red breasted warbler takes on a strident tone as I indent your floppy sacks, and as I ready another thrust of my proud pinkish tits, you stiff arm my shoulders back and then beat a tattoo on my tata’s with a side to side swing, and then another, and then another!  My efforts to swing back keep getting cut off by your flying jugs, and I wince, having to absorb multiple swats and moaning about how unfair this is. 

I gasp in relief as you stop for a moment, but then am shoved around, butt first into the picture window, and receive a breast lunge that splats hard into my boobs.  You send in another, and this time, my cheeks squeak as I am pushed.  "Why you filthy, cheating flabby slut" and I grab one arm and pull, and the other and push, twirling us around so your sweaty ass is against the window, and now  I lunge my tits into yours and hear a gasp.  "Is that your surrender? " As I watch you twist I see you offer an opportunity.  Your breast is almost next to the window and if I line it up right, I can squash it there.

That slick titty is going to be flattened!  Straightening my arms, I rear back and aim to pound that gland till your nip squeaks as I lunge in.

[Vanessa]

“Oh you cxnt” I hiss out loud as you trap my tit between yours and the window. The only good thing is the window is cool on my red tit. “You will...pay for that...skank” I groan as you lean back and slam into me again.

I tighten my grip on your shoulders and turn to face you, pressing my naked ass against the window and as you move towards me I move into you. Both of us gasp as our nipples again punch into the others.

“ Is that...your best bitch...cause my girls are....just getting warmed up. Fight me whore....titfight me” I grunt as we slam head on repeatedly.

I shove my ass against the window pushing us back into the middle of the living area and begin to slam my red and bruised tits into you. Up and then down and love hearing you gasp as my nipples drag yours down again.

[linftr]

"Gotcha, whore" as my breasts mold your woeful boob to the window, and then I splatter it flat with my second blow.  Laughing at your stupid threats I ignore the throbbing starting to pulse through my tits as I seek to follow up my advantage, but your shift to meet me tit to tit has us banging boobs hard once again.

I groan and wonder if my tits are that bruised, because it flat out it hurts.  I willingly step back as you shove me, but as I look to check my boobs, you whomp my tits again.  Emitting  ‘Owws ‘and ’Uhs’ till I realize it is empowering you, I then hold my lips clenched together as our breasts hit, only my eyes showing the pain.  "You said tit to tit, and nipple to nipple, bitch, Cmon, lets line them up" as I shove your shoulders back and see your inflamed boobs.  I sneer, till I look down at mine, which have a second abrasion, and show the bruising on the lighter flesh.

"Stop arching your back, we have to hit nipple to nipple", as I see your nasty pebbly things bobbing above my sweet pink ones.  I arch my back, but my nipples stubbornly stay lower.  "Fuck you, when I mash your tits, I’ll bring your nipples down".  I am surprised that with your trashy nature, you accept the effort to make this a pure duel, but the brief respite must be welcome to you.