Nurses Battle
By Catwriter
“If that bitch says one more word about you, I swear, I’m going to tear her hair out”, Veronica fumed.
John sat at the edge of the bed watching his wife dress for work. He loved to watch her dress in the morning. Although somewhat old-fashioned, Veronica still loved her white garter belt, primarily because she knew it was such a turn on for John.
After all these years, her hourglass figure still excited John. Her 36C-27-37 measurements made him feel like a teenager. As she pulled her white hose up to the garter belt, she noticed his eyes in the mirror and loved that look. John moved forward and grasped Veronica by the waist and began rubbing his body against her. He was more than usually excited at the prospect of his wife and Joanna, a longtime friend fighting it out over him. There had been a sexual tension building for years between Joanna and John. Veronica had decided to confront her friend and put an end to it, permanently.
Although she loved John’s body against hers, she gently pushed him away as she adorned her white nurse uniform. Intense anger boiled close to the surface as she thought of Joanna. Her rival was slightly heavier and she knew from gift buying that Joanna’s measurements were 38C-29-38. Veronica knew that if it did come to a fight, it would be vicious, so evenly matched were they.
She gave John a long sexy kiss goodbye. “Joanna won’t be flirting with you anymore, honey. Not after I get through with her”. John was so excited, he practically came right there on the spot. Veronica had to push him away and finally made it to the door. As she drove toward the nursing home where she and Joanna worked, Veronica felt her anger grow. “That bitch”, she fumed. Veronica thought back to the night before when Veronica’s flirting had included slowly rubbing John’s leg. Joe, Joanna’s husband hadn’t noticed, but Veronica surely had. "I should have slapped her silly last night, dammit"! she thought as she pulled into her parking spot, squealing tires.
She spotted Joanna getting out of her car a short distance away. Joanna waved and smiled. Veronica ignored her as she walked briskly to the nurse’s station. A moment later, Joanna appeared and walked up to Veronica. "What the hell is your problem?" she inquired angrily.
“You are my problem” spat Veronica, a bit more harshly than she’d intended.
“Oh really now”, replied Joanna, placing her hands on her hips.
"Yes, really, you flirting bitch!" said Veronica as she and Joanna squared off nose to nose.
Joanna noticed some of the other nurses looking in their direction. “Follow me you jealous little bitch”, she said to Veronica and they went to the elevator. Joanna pushed three planning to go to an old lounge undergoing some renovations. Once inside the elevator, the women just glared at each other. They knew that one word at this point would have serious consequences. Each knew from the repressed anger in their eyes that a physical confrontation was inevitable.
As the elevator slowly made its way to the third floor, the women sized each other up. Both, while in their late forties were still beautiful and in excellent physical condition. With their arms folded beneath their breasts, they stared daggers at one another, all of their jealousies coming to the surface. They both realized that this confrontation had been coming for some time and both felt a sense of satisfaction that they would finally be able to get their hands on one another.
Moving swiftly down the hallway, the by now enraged females entered the room and Joanna turned quickly and locked the door. She spun around and with her finger in Veronicas face shouted, "Look, you insecure stupid bitch, if I want to flirt with your husband that's tough, understand"?
Veronica brushed Joanna’s hand away and poked her finger in Joanna’s chest, “I’ll tell you what I understand you horny bitch. "If you so much as look at John again, I’ll…”
“WHAT”? screamed Joanna as she thrust her massive 38’s into Veronicas chest.
"This, BITCH!" and Veronica let all her anger out with a wicked right-handed slap to Joanna’s rapidly reddening face.
Joanna stepped back, rubbing her cheek. She was smiling. "You’ve been asking for this for a long time you fucking bitch!" and she hit Veronica with a left-handed slap that knocked Veronica back a step.
With mutual cries of “cxnt, Bitch” they lunged at one another, grappling face to face, arms around each other’s neck as they stumbled furiously about the room. They were cheek to cheek and squeezing each other’s necks as their white uniforms rubbed harshly against one another. Joanna spun Veronica around and slammed her into the wall trying to hold her there. Suddenly, Veronica shot a knee into Joanna’s thigh, causing her to release her grip and fall back a step moaning in anger. Veronica slapped outward with both hands catching Veronica with a left and then a right, moving Joanna back. Quickly recovering, Joanna slapped out at Veronica and the two beautiful nurses just let fly with sharp stinging smacks to the face and shoulders. Around and around the room they went, giving full vent to their anger. Screams and moans escaped their lips as they began really hurting one another. Joanna had a fat lip and blood was coming from Veronica’s nose as the enraged females continued to go at one another.
Veronica sent her clawed fingers toward Joanna’s chest, catching her uniform instead, exposing Joanna’s full 38C breasts encased in a white bra. Ignoring slaps to her face, Joanna lashed out at Veronica with both hands tearing at her uniform, exposing Veronicas lovely 36C's also encased in a white bra. Clothes tearing now joined with slapping and punching and when the battlers finally pushed away from each other, the upper portions of their uniforms hung in tatters around their waists. As they slowly began to circle one another again, they removed the remainder of their uniforms and allowed the shredded garments to fall to the floor.
"You’ll pay for that uniform, whore!"Veronica screamed.
"Oh, screw you, slut!" yelled Joanna and they leapt forward once more going for each other’s hair. Joanna secured a double handful of Veronica’s lovely shoulder length brown hair and yanked. Veronica grasped two handfuls of Joanna’s shorter blonde hair and yanked back. Pulling each other from side to side, the furious femmes occasionally slammed into one another breast to breast. Their breasts would rise from the tops and sides of their bras as four large mammaries slammed together. As they wrestled wildly, each woman secured a one armed grip around the other’s neck and with their free hands began tearing at each other’s bras and breasts. Each raking of the nails was met with a wild wail from one of the recipients who quickly retaliated. Screams filled the air. Veronica’s right breast was jammed sideways into Joanna’s left breast as the embattled pair staggered about the room. Occasionally, they would stand almost still while slamming their hips sideways into one another, crying out as they did so.
"Ohhhhhhhh, you slut!" Gasped Veronica as Joanna ripped her white bra off and sank her fingers into Veronicas left breast.
“Owww, Oucchhhhhh”! Screamed Joanna as Veronica pulled a similar move sinking her claws into Joanna’s right breast. Still reeling about the room, the two wildcats slapped and clawed at each other’s breasts. Nasty welts began to appear on the once proud breasts, which seemed as though they were burning now.
Joanna tried to pull away from Veronica who secured a one handed hair pull and slammed a punch into Joanna’s left breast. Joanna screamed and lunged; grasping a handful of Veronicas disheveled brown hair and slammed a right into her opponent's right shoulder. Each time a punch landed it only served to further anger the fighters. They were sweating and swearing and grunting as they punched out savagely at each other. Joanna reached forward and secured a firm double hair pull in Veronica’s wild looking hair and launched a kick at her thigh, slamming her into the wall. Veronica bounced off the wall and fell roughly to her knees.
Joanna raised her arms in victory, large breasts rolling on her chest and laughed at Veronica.
"While you're down there bitch, how about servicing my needs?" taunted Joanna.
Veronica suddenly lunged forward and punched Joanna very close to her pussy. As Joanna screamed and bent forward, Veronica grabbed her blonde locks with both hands and pulled her to the floor.
"You're the one who'll be taking care of my needs, slut"!
Side by side now, the women began a savagely violent floor fight, thrashing and rolling together. Their shapely legs encased in silk stockings and garters rubbed harshly together as each attempted to secure a leg lock on the other. The sound of nylon rubbing against nylon was intoxicating. They clinched at the neck, forcing their large breasts into a savage battle, rock-hard nipples digging into each other’s chests. Cheek to cheek, teeth bared, they again ripped at each other’s hair, pulling first one and then the other over and over. Their sweat soaked bodies began to slide against one another as breasts bulged and slithered in the wetness.
“Give up, bitch, just give up” whispered Veronica through clenched teeth as she rolled on top of Joanna, jamming her breasts into Joanna’s.
“No way, bitch” Joanna whispered back, breathe coming in gasps as she pulled wickedly on Veronica’s hair and rolled back on top. She took the opportunity to flatten her 38C’s against Veronicas 36C’s, smothering them.
Veronica suddenly reached down with both hands and grasped Joanna’s panties and yanked. Joanna screamed as the fabric dug into her pussy lips and with a loud rip, tore off in Veronicas fingers.
Rising quickly to her knees, she gave a two handed tug to Veronicas panties, pulling Veronicas ass a foot off the floor before the flimsy garment shredded and Veronica bounced back with a thud.
Veronica punched Joanna’s right breast, driving her back and both women faced each other on hands and knees, glaring darts.
Veronica recalled Joanna’s nasty “servicing” remark and said, “How about a sex fight to finish this, you horny bitch!!”
"I've been wanting to squeeze your pussy with my own for the past ten minutes you slut"!" spat Joanna.
The sexy nurses sat facing one another and slowly moved forward. Each lifted her right leg over her opponent’s left until their damp pussies were only several inches apart. Glaring at Joanna, Veronica spat out, "First one to come loses!"
“Fine with me, loser!!” screamed Joanna and the stunning warriors as though hearing a hidden signal lifted themselves up on both hands and just jammed their pussies together.
A loud smack brought simultaneous moans from the fighters who began grinding their pussies together, then slapping them together in unison. Despite the hatred each felt for the other at this moment, it felt.good. The women continued to inch toward each other until their large breasts began rubbing together, nipples dragging across one another. Their faces were only inches apart and each could feel the others breath on her face. Still, they weren't through inflicting pain on each other and as they placed their arms around one another, couldn't resist scratching the others back raising large welts. “Owwww” both screamed and grabbed each other in yet another two handed hair pull and tugged. The wild tugging had their breasts banging together now, occasionally bulging together, and then bobbing away. It also served to bring their already grinding pussies into even closer contact. Their hips were pumping away as they pulled hair and slammed together. Both could feel that wicked heat between their legs rising and both fought off the feeling, neither wishing to lose this battle.
"You’ll never have, John, you fucking slut", sneered Veronica as she leaned forward and bit Joanna's shoulder.
"HE'S MINE"!
“Soon as you come slut, he’ll be MINE” and Joanna ground furiously into Veronica, still pulling her hair. Although both women were turned on, the furious hair pulling prevented both from coming. As the heat began spreading through their upper thighs, a sharp hair pull would calm them down sexually and cause them to continue tearing at the other’s hair. And so they fought, five minutes…ten minutes. Never once did either consider losing so intense was their competition. Joanna suddenly released one handful of Veronica’s hair and cupped her right breast, thumbing the nipple gently and rubbing tenderly on the underside. “Oh, oh” thought Veronica and quickly began stroking Joanna’s breast, lightly running her fingers over the nipple.
This was beginning to have quite an effect on both battlers as their grunts and groans soon turned to a moaning sound. Both women began to lose it when suddenly Veronica leaned in and kissed Joanna hard on the mouth, moving her tongue over the startled woman’s lips. Joanna was overcome with pleasure and had just started kissing back when she knew it was time. Her hips bucked uncontrollably now as her breasts mashed against Veronicas equally beautiful breasts. Her nipples were on fire and her pussy felt like a raging lioness had been let out of its cage. Grinding and humping and finally giving total vent to her bodies hunger, she surged into Veronica, crying and kissing her, screaming now.
“Oh damn, Oh damn you, bitch” cried Joanna as she had the most intense orgasm of her entire life.
And Veronica now, even though she knew she had won felt a flaming in her loins like never before. Slowly, the heat worked its way up her thighs until she felt her pussy would explode. Jamming her entire body into Joanna, she came in an incredibly powerful orgasm, whimpering and crying.
The women fell to their sides, totally drenched in each other’s juices and just lay there recovering. Both were crying softly as the pain of battle slowly crept into their bodies. But there was one last little bit of unfinished business.
Veronica painfully rose to her hands and knees, breasts swaying heavily and crawled on top of a thoroughly exhausted Joanna. She straddled her opponent and slowly moved upward, first to Joanna’s belly.
“And now, you man stealing whore, you get to pay the piper” whispered Veronica as she leaned into Joanna, lightly brushing her breasts against Joanna’s face. Joanna was still turned on and suckled Veronicas left breast. Veronica pushed down and smothered Joanna’s mouth, grinding her breast against Joanna’s lips. And then, she slid just a bit further until her pussy was hovering over Joanna’s mouth. Joanna was overcome by the musky odor and began licking hungrily at the lips of Veronica’s wet pussy. At first, she tongued the sides, up and down, going round and round with her talented lips. Veronica began to moan.
“Repeat after me, I’ll never flirt with John again” moaned Veronica.
Although speech was near impossible, Joanna repeated Veronica’s request. Her tongue slowly slid between Veronicas pussy lips and made small circles at the lower end, gradually moving up until Veronica’s clit was reached. And then she took it in her lips and sucked on it, gently swishing her tongue across the tip. Veronica felt the heat once more and began to buck, slowly at first. It felt so good that she never wanted it to end. Then, completely losing control as Joanna’s tongue continued to work its magic, her hips slammed into Joanna’s face. Her clit slid from Joanna’s tongue to her nose and back again. Joanna cupped Veronica’s ass as Veronica leaned back and massaged Joanna’s wonderful breasts and suddenly she came again in an intense rush which had her screaming out her pleasure.
Rolling to her side, she collapsed, as did Joanna. Waking several hours later, they stole away home and made crazy excuses for their absence over the next five days. Both women needed the time to recuperate from their fierce battle. After telling their husbands of the story, John and Joe enjoyed the best sex they had ever had in their entire relationships. John, in particular, was proud of his wife, showering her with gifts and attention for the entire period. He listened intently as she described the fight again and again, embellishing a bit each time. John was in an almost constant state of excitement and called in sick himself for four of the five days Veronica was home.
And when it finally time to go back to work, both women had had time to think. They realized that nothing had ever really happened between John and Joanna. Both women had both enjoyed the best sex of their lives over the past five days as their horny husbands just couldn’t get enough. A quick phone call from Veronica to Joanna had them in perfect agreement. “We’ll definitely have to do this again.”.
“And our husbands will be there next time, cheering us on” Joanna chuckled.
And so it was.
