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41DDD-23-37 blonde bombshell Stella matches bodies with 41DDD-23-36 brunette siren Jordan in an legendary battle for supremacy

Prelude:  Lots of varying activities occur at bars these days, anything from drinks of course to pool to riding mechanical bulls at the right ones in certain parts of the country.  They have no mechanical bull at this particular one but they do have billiards or as the Europeans call it...snooker.  Huge hootered honey Jordan is enjoying a game in the bar, away from the bar counter by just several yards.  She looks incredibly hot doing anything, and in fact she would appear sizzling changing a roll of toilet paper.  Although this hottie has spent most of her life in Germany, she recently came to live in this country, bad news for the other women in this particular city and specifically in this particular bar where she spends some of her leisure time when not modeling.  This doesn't sit too well with the blonde, titanic titted sexpot who has been the hottest babe in the bar long before Jordan arrived.  This woman's name is Stella, and she doesn't hide her disdain for the new girl in town so to speak.  On this night, they are both here simultaneously for the first time...Jordan playing pool and Stella holding court and flirting with multiple guys at the bar counter.  It only takes a little alcohol going into Stella to remove what few inhibitions she has in her opinion of Jordan:

Stella {plenty loud enough for Jordan to hear her comments}:  "Yeah, look over there at that brunette tramp!  Waltzes in this bar a few weeks ago and thinks she is the hottest babe around.  My body is 10 times hotter than hers is on her best day and she knows it."
Jordan {responding at long range but loud enough for Stella to hear}:  "Did you hear something?  Oh wait, I think it might have just been that drunken slut Stella or as she is known apparently on the stall walls in the men's and women's bathrooms alike...."easy Stella" or "silicone Stella".  
Stella {taking her drink and walking towards the pool table}:  "Strange how even the women who believe they are so hot are jealous of me.  But then again, who can compare their assets against mine and compete.  I'm the hottest woman around and they can't handle it."
Jordan {stopping her pool playing but still holding the cue in her hand}:  "I've heard you are a legend in your own mind!  Glad you think so much of yourself because, you cheap whore, I judge you to be a second stringer...pure minor league!"
Stella {tossing the remainder of her drink into Jordan's face}:   "How about a drink, German bitch!  A couple of ways to prove who is hotter!  And I think I just motivated you to accept this challenge.  You and me in a beauty contest and then a catfight.  Oh, and to show you how I'm so very anxious to get started, here's a towel, you cheap whore!" {tossing a bar towel in Jordan's face with utter disdain}
Jordan {drying her face off with the towel}:  "If I were you, I would be anxious to get in contests too, before your body completely falls apart.  cxnt, not only is your ass slipping but it's taking the rest of your body with it.  God, you bleached blondes age badly!"



Jordan provides ample evidence why Stella is concerned about her designation of hottest babe around, and obviously Jordan doesn't mind sticking her ass and other ASSets almost literally in Stella's face to try to show her up

Beauty Contest:  The women make moves towards each other as if they are ready to start their fight right now, so other customers have to separate them because the schedule is....first the beauty contest and then the catfight.  8 anatomical areas will be judged by the bar patrons with the woman winning more of these being declared the winner of the beauty contest.  The regions to be judged are facial beauty, tits, midsection, pussy, legs, arms/armpits, back, and butt.  Obviously, the women will have to strip as the tits and pussy judgments are made, but let's face it....they aren't wearing grandma's dresses to begin with.  Anyway, the comparison of assets begins with facial beauty.  Each of course is above average here and attractive but these women are lusted after more for their bodies below the neck for obvious reasons.  In a close contest, Jordan wins a narrow victory to take a 1-0 lead.  Now, the competition turns to the most awaited comparison of the entire beauty contest...their magnificent mams pitted against each other.  Both have DDD cups with a 41" inch bust measurement.  This is another incredibly close contest with each woman normally being able to dominate the opponent put up against her.  But neither of these women is remotely close to normal in this area in particular with their humongous hooters that any man and a lot of women would love to caress for let's say....forever.  Stella emerges the winner here with her firmer tits and her perfect areoles.  So, the beauty contest is now tied at 1-1 in what promises to be a hard to judge affair from start to finish.  The next area to be judged will be their midsection, each measuring 23" which is tiny enough but much more impressive when compared to their tits, a dropoff of a magnificent 18 inches between their treasure chest and their midsection.  Despite measuring the same circumference, Stella's seems a little bit flatter and firmer so Stella takes her first lead in the overall contest with the win...2-1 over Jordan at this point.  The next area will require the women to complete their striptease as the comparison of their most private asset, their pussies, begins.  Both have ones that any man or woman would want to lick and certainly a silo that any guy would want to store his missile in.  But in a debatable decision by the ones who voted for Jordan, Stella wins this area to go up 3-1 with her third straight win.  Jordan needs a win badly to stay in this contest with legs being the next area of judgment.  Jordan comes up with a relatively easy win here with her thin tapered legs versus perhaps Stella's stronger ones but certainly thicker.  Jordan might have to watch out for those legs in the catfight but her victory here cuts her deficit down to 3-2 with the last frontside area of arms/armpits left to be judged.  This one goes rather easily the other direction with Jordan's arms nice but nothing spectatular compared to Stella's tauter and maybe even more muscular ones.  Count another in the win column for Stella to take a 4-2 lead and clinching an overall tie in this beauty contest with only the backside areas of butt and back left to be determined.  The women turn around and their backs are judged.  Jordan isn't going down easy if at all as she comes back in a must win situation by winning the back judgment over Stella.  The superstacked blonde's lead over the superbusty brunette is cut to the narrowest of leads at 4-3 with only the ass comparison left in this beauty contest battle of the century.  The women shake and stick out their bodacious butts with Jordan's being flatter and less of buttcheeks than what Stella possesses.  That win gives Stella a hard fought overall triumph in the beauty contest of 5-3, which is closer than it even appears since even one transfer of a win by Stella to a Jordan win about have made it a tie.


Stella vs Jordan beauty contest is a battle of formidable hotties with Jordan winning facial beauty, legs,  and back while Stella counters with tits, midsection, pussy, arms, and butt wins.  Final score....Stella 5  Jordan 3

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Catfight:  Normally, this is the time where the women are given a choice whether to remain nude or to put back on some minimum clothing to begin the catfight.  That offer is made here but everyone knows it is a laughable choice.  These women are exhibitionists by their nature and wouldn't want to spend one second putting back on clothing anyway...they can't wait to rip into their nemesis and have the catfight and sexfight of their lives.  The women look at each other with contempt as they stare down each other briefly.  Stella throws gasoline on the fire by holding up five fingers first and then three fingers while mouthing "five to three" which of course is the final tally of the beauty contest.  These women know how to press the buttons of their rival, and this is just the start.  Also, they know how to retaliate effectively as Jordan starts off the physicality of the fight with a hard righthanded slap which ends Stella's mouthing and also the hand gestures.  Stella's head snaps hard to her right in reaction to the blow.  Jordan readies for the expected right hand rebuttal but Stella crosses her up with a quick back of the left hand slap which reaches Jordan's face a lot quicker than she thought it would.  That snaps Jordan's head to the side so each woman already has felt the sting of battle.  Stella follows up the slap with a fist to Jordan's midsection, doubling over the sexy brunette, superstacked model.

Jordan's bent form gives the blonde bombshell some great access to Jordan's gigantic gazongas that she is so proud of and thought by the way she should have won in the beauty contest.  Stella holds down Jordan's head and thus her upper body while she brings up her pointed right knee multiple times into Jordan's treasure chest that Blackbeard the pirate would have loved to have plundered.  Each time Stella rams that knee into Jordan's humongous hooters, Jordan lets out a scream while Stella lets out a grunt like some tennis players do when delivering a hard volley hit.  And Stella doesn't hide a sinister smile visible to the patrons in the bar as she likes nothing more than to bash and smash those monster mams of Jordan.  But not only is it punishing those but also driving the breath from Jordan's appreciable lungs which makes her weaker temporarily as long as Stella is able to keep it up.  Stella moves around to Jordan's beauty contest winning back and rams a forearm into that, sending the brunette beauty down to her knees.  Stella is ready to go on attack again as she moves her hands in front of her rival's face.

Stella puts her fingers inside the corners of Jordan's mouth on her beauty contest winning face, but far enough away from the brunette's teeth so as not to get bitten.  Stella painfully stretches Jordan's mouth farther to the outside than it should be extended.  Jordan is supposed to have a wide smile but if Stella has her way, it will be more like The Joker's from Batman.  Jordan would be letting out more of a scream as this is all occuring but really it is muffled since the hold is on the same orifice that the sound would be coming out of...her mouth.  Jordan continues to suffer but Stella's body get a little too close to Jordan's head, particular her own head.  Jordan senses this and pushes off the floor a bit to shoot the top of her own head into Stella's beautiful jaw.  Of course, the collision does the top of Jordan's head no great service but at least it is protected somewhat with a thick stand of luscous brown tresses.  Stella's jaw on the other hand literally takes it on the chin with a rocking shot that sends her not only off of Jordan but stumbling backwards to the matted fighting area.  Stella is in a supine position as Jordan quickly checks her mouth for cuts.  Needless to say, Jordan is not pleased with being dominated early in this fight and is ready to try to change things for the better...well, the better for her anyway.

Jordan plops down on Stella's stunned form and mirrors her sexy bod on top of Stella's similarly proportioned form below.  Jordan squirms and wiggles to forcefully shove her assets against Stella's.  Titanic tits rub against monster mounds of Stella's beauty contest winning body at the same time that Jordan's pussy smacks into Stella's lower down on each form.  Jordan occasionally even raises up her upper body and then drops it with more force against Stella's below.  Each hit of Jordan's body on to Stella brings a grunt from her superstacked rival.  Jordan softens up Stella some with this procedure as she moves for the more humiliating stuff...starting with titsmothering. "So you honestly think your silicone mounds can stand up to my twin peaks do you?  Have a face full of all naturals juggs with a chasm of cleavage better than The Grand Canyon!"  With that early warning, Jordan moves her bodacious boobs on to Stella's face and grinds those gigantic gazongas all around the blonde bombshell's face in the most devastating titsmother no doubt Stella has ever been exposed to.  Jordan exposes Stella to those humongous hooters and also to all the sweat that has accumulated on them due to the strenuous pace of the match.  Add to that her body odor which has overcome any deodorant or perfume long ago, and she also restricts Stella's breathing anytime her tit flesh covers the nose and mouth areas of Stella.  The blonde bombshell's arms flail in panic mode as Jordan's triple D's literally envelope her face.  

Jordan gets her satisfaction with this action as evidenced by the smile on her face, the grunts and profanity laced protestations by Stella, and the cheering and applause from the onlookers who aren't necessarily rooting for Jordan but love to see one titanic titted girl use her boobs against a sexy, beautiful, and titanic titted opponent.  Jordan scoots up her body to end up sitting her ass now on Stella's beauty contest winning tits.  Her legs are over Stella's strong arms to keep them pinned as she slaps Stella's face time and time again in a show of total disrespect.  And to do a little payback, Jordan moves her fingers inside of Stella's mouth and painfully stretches the corners of it similar to what Stella did to her a little earlier.  Jordan moves forward even further now and has her very wet pussy right in front of Stella's face.  Jordan pulls that into her crotch area and gives her hated foe a good taste of her sweat, foul body odor, and once again a restriction of breathing in this most private of smothers.  Jordan rubs and grinds her pussy forcefully across Stella's face time and time again.  Many are beginning to wonder if this is the beginning of the end of Stella's reign of hottest babe in this bar.  But just when it seems hopeless for Stella to some there, the silicone titted blonde bucks hard a couple of times and takes advantage of Jordan's now sloppy coverage and her playing to the crowd a bit.  Those bucks eventually send Jordan tumbling off to the side of Stella's sizzling bod.

Jordan and Stella quickly get up to sitting positions on their doubled up legs, deathly afraid that not doing that would lead to the opponent getting a huge edge over them.  Jordan is the one wearing the smirk now after working over Stella for quite a while with several different holds and punishments.  Stella is simply pissed off that a brunette could be doing this to a blonde, whether bleached or natural it doesn't matter.  Both women have the same idea as their hands reach at the same moment for the other's humongous hooters as a vicious tit squeezing battle begins.  Hands lock on to as much as they can grab which quite frankly is not as much as they usually could, had their current opponent not have DDD cup sized orbs.  But they do what they can which includes tits squeezing, twisting, trapping of nipples, and occasionally even some biting if they can get their mouths close enough to allow that.  Both women grunt and squeal while all of this is going on, but it is hard to tell how much of this is because of punishment inflicted on their rack or because they are putting out so much energy in their own hands to try to torture the other woman's.  Once again, the crowd goes wild just like they did before when tits were involved.  The obvious pattern here is that anything related to these 41DDDs are popular with the crowd at the bar, whether a onlooker is male or female.  Regardless, although each is having fun with the boobs squeezes, nothing is getting accomplished as far as an edge goes for either woman...the breasts are simply far too big for hands.

The women are getting frustrated that neither can really dominate for that long and on some skirmishes neither can even gain an edge on those to begin with.   Jordan and Stella go for one of the more primate moves...moving their hands up to the opponent's hair and yanking it.  Stella has quite the quite the advantage here since her arms and hands seem stronger but even more than that which Jordan has long, luscious, curly brown hair, the platinum blonde has short, straight hair which is much harder to grab and keep a hold of.  That shows up almost immediately as Stella gains the advantage during the hairpulling and eventually gets up to her feet with Jordan in tow as held at bay by her hair.  Jordan's head is awkwardly bent by Stella's hold on her tresses.  The good news for Jordan is that the situation doesn't last long; the bad news for Jordan is that Stella slings her across several feet of air to the matted bar room floor using that hair.  Jordan lands hard on her butt, and Stella is more than happy to come in afterwards with a knee into her rival's back.  That latter blow projects the brunette model flat on her frontside, or at least as flat as her humongous hooters will allow her upper body to be.  Now, it is Stella's turn to pounce on her downed foe, and she does.  Stella sits on Jordan's back and hops up and down on it, alternately compressing and then releasing Jordan's gigantic gazongas to/from the matted bar room floor.  Since her hands are mostly free during this riding session, Stella reaches back for some good old fashioned spanking of Jordan's fit ass which only adds to the punishment and embarassment.  But with no hold to speak of, Jordan regains her focus and simply starts bucking until Stella the rider is sent off her back and to the floor area right next to her.

Jordan and Stella face off again on doubled up legs and this time go for the jugular...literally!  They move their hands up to the other's throat and squeeze with both of them to try to render the rival unconscious.  Stella seems to have the edge here with stronger hands and perhaps the firmer neck to resist such a squeeze but both women are suffering as their larger eye size and their grunting proves.  This can't last for long and it doesn't as the women are afraid that they might lose consciousness before choking out the other one.  Stella takes her hands away from Jordan's throat but only to throw a hard right fist to her foe's face.  That knocks Jordan down on her back this time, and Stella finds an object she would just love to use.  Remember how this started with Jordan playing pool and Stella at the bar counter.  Well, Stella spies a pool cue nearby and nothing good for Jordan can come of this.  Stella inserts one end (fortunately the unchalked handle end) with the comment "I've heard you've hit a dry spell in intercourse lately, slut, so let me give you your first climax in a while without a dildo!  And hey, it may be small in diameter but then again, I've heard your men aren't very well endowed either, and let's face it....your silo can only handle small ones anyway!"  Accompanying those insults is the pool cue inserted in the pussy of Jordan who lets out a scream before pulling backwards away from the overgrown, wooden dildo!

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Stella pursues Jordan sans pool stick and is about to perhaps establish the advantage again when Jordan reaches up to a table and grabs the first item she can feel.  Fortunately for Stella it isn't a glass beer bottle.  Unfortunately for Stella, it is a dish of guacamole dip.  Stella gets a facial makeover in green as Jordan flings that right into her nemesis' face.  That chips accessory stops Stella cold and allows Jordan to position herself for a thrust kick into Stella's treasure chest, sending the beauty contest winning blonde and those huge honkers of hers backwards to a supine position herself.  Jordan looks around for an object to help her with some torture of Stella.  The women took off all their clothes for the beauty contest and never put them back on.  Thus, their clothes including lingerie which is lying all over the place...surprisingly the male perverts have left them alone, which has to be a shocker in and of itself at this point.  Regardless, her own large black panties are there for the taking and Jordan does just that as she lunges on to the top of Stella's hardbody, schoolgirl pins her hated rival, and stuffs those panties up against Stella's face, making sure that she covers the nose and mouth especially well.  So not only is Stella being smothered possibly to unconsciousness but by Jordan's black panties which has to be insult on top of injury.  Stella reaches for the lingerie and can't take it away from the brunette hottie but at least can pull it away from her face which is really all that counts.  Since all that is keeping Jordan on Stella's body in her body weight, Stella is able to twist her body and buck a bit to send Jordan off to the side of her own form.

Both women are getting tired but look magnificent with their bodies glistening with sweat that makes them appear like their skin is oiled up for wrestling at this point.  Silicone tits and natural boobs are sagging a bit at this point, and the only real appearance problem is matted hair, much more of a problem for Jordan who has that very long curly hair while Stella has short straight hair.  The women are on doubled up legs as they face each other just a short distance apart.  Tits are being eyed by each which is no shocker but the next event does surprise.  Someone tosses a double-headed dildo right between them, and there is little doubt what the crowd wants, and the women don't object one bit.  Each inserts her end of the toy into her priceless pussy and that battle begins.  As if that doesn't make all the guys and most of the gals horny enough, they then mash their upper bodies together in the first tit to tit battle of the night!  Mams mash together in fierce combat at the same time their pussies try to shove their end of the toy away from her own pussy and send the other end deeper into the opponent's one.  And although there hasn't been a lot of dialog due to the strenuous and action nature of the match, the smack talk now begins big time!

Stella {amid grunts and small squeals due to the battle}:  "Uuuuuhhhh.....c'mon, you fucking cxnt!!  Try to prove to me... how hot those overrated tits.... of yours are!  I'm going to crush them like rotting melons and ....I can't wait to see the cum ooze out of your pussy when I force you to climax!"
Jordan {similar sounds as Stella}:  "You overrated....oversiliconed....ugly tramp!!  You are nothing but a Jordan wannabe.  I'm so going to send you back to your street corner....and you can beg to be picked up by some guy with poor eyesight!  Take that, bitch!  {swinging her humgonous hooters sideways to crash into Stella's tits at the same time she pushes harder on her end of the dildo}
Stella:  "Oh my God, your tits are huge I'll give you that, but mine are firmer and I'm going to send you back to saggy tits land, slut!" {slamming Jordan's tits back and making a counterattack on the dildo push}
Jordan:  "Oooooohhhhh, you fricking whore!!  I can't believe your juggs are besting mine right now!  No one can withstand my titanic tits, but you are and actually gaining ground!" {Jordan losing the tit battle due to Stella's harder ones but the pussy war is even}

The women continue with both wars with Stella winning the tit battle to some degree but the main battle is the pussy one, which seems dead even.  That is proven as whitish fluid begins to ooze out of both women's most private orifice at the same time, clearly a draw.  Both women lift their upper bodies a little bit by pressing down on the matted floor with their hands to elevate and perhaps get a little leverage.  But the bottom line is the pussy skirmish ends a draw with Stella gaining a small victory in the tits battle.  The women put their hands on the top of their heads more for show than any great strategy as they are showing off for their own supporters in the spectator gallery.  They show off their fit arms and their armpits which are not particular one of their best features on bodies loaded with spectacular ones. 

They remove the dildo and separate their bodacious boobs and briefly stare down each other from just a few feet apart.  Suddenly, arms go forward as they reach for a body part of their opposition but mainly just grab the other's arms who is in a defensive and offensive position at the same time.  Their bodies begin to go down to lying down positions and then rolling around the bar room floor in classic catfight style.  All that is missing is the bucket and the mop from the movie Destry.  They roll up against a table and Stella is on top and plans to stay there in her own mind.  Stella remembers the titsmother she suffered at the wrong end of Jordan's magnificent mounds and plans payback as she lowers her firmer, silicone enhanced tits to cover her rival's beauty contest winning face.  Stella's punishing and devastating titsmother begins but with a more important twist.  Stella has wrapped her legs around Jordan's thin midsection in a great legscissors.  At the time of the legs competition, Jordan clearly won that area due to thinner and more tapered legs, but Stella seemed to have the power edge in her legs with thicker thighs that seem to be in great shape.  So as Stella keeps Jordan occupied with her devastating titsmother it is really the legscissors that is starting to put Jordan's status in jeopardy.  Stella deposits sweat and body odor from her jumbo juggs while restricting Jordan's breathing as the superbusty brunette model tries to escape those humongous hooters. 

Jordan is able to finally push Stella's tits off her face but the legscissors remain, and surprisingly it almost seems like Stella's titsmother was a diversion although certainly she enjoyed the hell out of sticking it to her competition for hottest babe around.  But Stella thinks her best chance for a victory is her strong legs against Jordan's thin stomach area and so far it appears she might be right.  Jordan however isn't about to just let this happen without resistance as she tries to raise her upper body to get her arms into positiion to attack Stella's legs.  Stella of course knows this and is at this moment pinning Jordan's arms down flat on the matted bar room floor with her own stronger arms and hands.  Jordan continues to struggle to try to get her arms and hands free, but Stella continues to keep them pinned while squeezing as hard as she can with her legscissors.  Jordan's grunts and squeals continue to rise in volume as does her desperation as Stella develops a smile that seems to portend victory for her.

Stella: "You big titted slut....how does it feel to have my legs squeezing the life out of you?"
Jordan {grunting amid her responses}:  "You fucking whore!!  ....Just wait until.... I get free.  I'm going.... to pull out your platinum blonde bleached hair..... and then.... pull out these silicone implants of yours!" 
Stella:  "First, you ugly tramp, you aren't getting free.  Second, big talk from a two bit nobody who is about to be carried out on a stretcher due to some cracked ribs unless you give up."Jordan {screaming in agony with her stomach in torture due to Stella's strong legs and the legscissors}:  "I give....I give....you stacked bitch!!  Let me go!!"
Stella:  "I think I need a little more politeness from you, baby.  Let's try that again, shall we?"
Jordan:  "Please Stella, you are the better woman...let me go, please...you win....you win."
Stella:  "Now that wasn't hard was it?  You can actually be better than obnoxious when you work hard at it." {squeezing one more time with her legs and then releasing the hold}

Postmatch:  After Stella releases the legscissors, Jordan moves her hands down to hold her midsection area as if to support that very sore  region.  Stella gets off of Jordan as she is exhausted herself and is a little concerned about her beautiful, strong legs cramping up.  And one thing is for sure, Jordan is not going to be getting up and running away.  Stella looks around for all their clothing and gets them in a pile for what surely will be the taking away of everything...her own clothes to wear again...Jordan's clothes to be trophies and souvenirs for her beauty contest and catfight victories.  Stella gets her second wind and approaches Jordan's fit, but still almost motionless sizzling bod.  Stella mounts Jordan's midsection area but keeps most of her body weight off the sorest region.  Her legs are doubled up on each side of the superstacked brunette's form.  Stella lowers her strong hands to engage Jordan's seemingly indestructible tits and begins to squeeze them like she is checking for melon ripeness at the local grocery store.  At the same time she is vigorously fondling and massaging these massive mammories, she is trapping Jordan's big nipples between her fingers.  Rarely has Jordan been handled as forcefully as this by a woman and she is getting turned on by it.  She stretches her arms behind her head in total submission mode as Stella strikes gold by eliciting a few drops of precious milk to slip out of the brunette model's naughty nipples.  Stella can't resist swiping some of the whitish fluid on to her fingers and showing what Jordan's 41DDD treasure chest had given up to Jordan herself.  She licks her lips in what is an incredibly sexy moment but most in the room thinks things may not quite stay that cozy between the women for long. 

Stella lies down mirroring her tall form on top of Jordan, obviously not a flat fit when you  have two women, each with 41" bust measurements and DDD cup sizes of their tits to boot.  Stella's lips do touch Jordan and gives her a kiss but one more of domination than affection as she ends it by tugging violently on some of the brunette siren's hair.  Stella's energy increases as she rubs and grinds her form on top of Jordan's scraping her humongous hooters across her defeated foe's titanic tits, her precious pussy against Jordan's priceless one, and so on.  Stella moves her body forward and gives Jordan another taste of the sweat and exposure to her worsening body odor with another terrific titsmother.  Stella this time even corrals her tits from the side with her arms to make sure that her bodacious boobs give a full accounting of themselves to Jordan's face.  Jordan's breathing has been a little labored since the legscissors hold and this unbelievable titsmother is doing nothing to help that along.  Stella ends this smother but doesn't seem to move her body very far.  Stella moves her right shoulder over Jordan's face and then lowers her right armpit on top of that beauty contest winning area.  And if Jordan thought the sweat and stench was bad from Stellla's tits, that experience must seem like a picnic when compared to Stella's underarm as she lowers it on top of the brunette model's face.  Stella tries to transfer all the sweat and foul body odor she can, and just to make sure that Jordan appreciates her effort, Stella does the same procedure with the left armpit.  Stella seems to be having the time of her life humiliating her defeated foe with the same measurements as herself, while Jordan, well, not so much enjoyment there.

Stella moves her target area downward as she grabs the double headed dildo they used in their pussy war earlier in the catfight.  Stella rams Jordan's old end into the defeated brunette's pussy which so far has seen the handle end of a pool cue in addition to this end of the dildo.  Stella works her magic again just like she did with Jordan's breasts but this time of course, she gets her superstacked rival to give up cum after a climax.  Stella takes the dildo out of her rival's vagina and rolls it across Jordan's face just like a painter would roll paint across its target.  But Stella thinks more cum should be deposited there so she takes her own end of the double headed toy and excites herself and places her cum oozing pussy right up against her defeated foe's face to add her own contribution to the whitish liquid now collected on Jordan's beauty contest winning face.  Stella has used almost every anatomical area normally used to smother a foe, all except one.  And everyone in the room knows what is coming now. 

Stella hovers her beauty contest clinching awesome ass over Jordan's face and lowers it down to facesit the humiliated model, embarassing her even more.  Stella enjoys alternating between a slow and sensual squirm with a more high frequency and violent wiggle as she smoothes and spreads the cum across Jordan's face.  But of course, just like the other areas used in this way, her sizzling ass has lots of sweat, foul body odor, and the ability to restrict breathing to keep Jordan occupied.  Stella finally puts her hands on the top of her head and flexes her stronger arms and shows off her better armpits, one of the areas she defeated Jordan in during the beauty contest and helped clinch her ultimate win.  The platinum blonde gets some pictures taken for this classic pose of triumph as she all the while continues to slowly facesit Jordan with only muffled, occasional mumblings coming from her mouth.  Finally, Stella ends the facesit and gets off of the challenger to her sexiest babe title.  The blonde bombshell certainly seems to have settled that debate by winning both contests.  Stella stands up by Jordan and rubs the dirty bottom of her foot across Jordan's still somewhat cum-covered face.  All of a sudden,  a hand comes forward from behind Stella and gives the victorious blonde bombshell a can of red spray paint.  Stella is so focused she doesn't even turn around to see who it is, just notices it is a woman's hand.  Stella can't resist doing a little grafitti work by spraying one word across the midsection of Jordan's body:

W H O R E

Stella poses one last time for the crowd before she spots an incredibly hot woman playing pool.  What the hell is it with  pool and sizzling women!  The mysterious woman speaks and points to a couple of pics she left for Stella to look at and this sounds like a familiar challenge:

Vanna:  "My name's Vanna.  First, nice win against Jordan.  But second, baby, that was just the warmup act if you expect to keep hold of your title of hottest babe.  As Ric Flair the wrestler always says, "to be the best, you have to beat the best".  Baby, you haven't beatn me!  So I'll be coming back here on another night and you can see how your body and strength matches up against mine!"

 
Vanna with her gigantic gazongas, beautiful face, and sexy shape is the next brunette to challenge Stella...no rest for the champion!

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From our private room and/or PMs, you know this showdown (Jordan vs Leanne) is going to happen in a story this weekend.  Ladies I suggest you put on an extra pair of panties...my guess is the first ones are going to get wet!    Look for my best story ever!  A promise!  (The confrontation setup alone is going to insure that)