Feb 28, 2009

My Dirty Hobby

Als ich vor kurzem Google angeworfen habe um mal wieder nach Catfights auf deutschen Seiten zu suchen, bin ich auf die Seite mydirtyhobby.com gestoßen.

Hier bieten "normale" Leute, also echte Amateure, ihre Home-Made Videos und vieles andere als Downloads zum Kaufen an.

Dabei handelt es sich zum größten Teil -natürlich- um die üblichen Pornogeschichten. Aber viele der Amateure versuchen auch spezielle Videos zu produzieren, da bei dem großen Wettbewerb natürlich jeder versuchen muss durch Besonderheiten aufzufallen.

Einige der Amateure haben sich nun auch an Catfights versucht...

Dazu gehören "Feuchteschnecke" und "Sexyfabiane", die zusammen gleich einen Zweiteiler produziert haben. Hier einmal die Beschreibungen:

zicken schlägerei

feuschteschnecke habe ich bei einer Zigarette und Kaffee gestanden das ich mit ihren Ex gefickt habe auf den sie noch übels stehe, dafür hat die Fotze mir ne Abreibung verpasst ...



catfight revanche

Ich habe feuchteschnecke zum kaffee eingeladen, das dachte sie jedenfalls. aber das war nur ein vorwand, denn ich wollte ihr eine abreibung verpassen, um mich für die letzte niederlage zu rächen ...

Nun ich glaube ich muss eigentlich nicht groß erklären, das diese Videos nicht besonders gut sind, jedenfalls nicht aus Sicht eines Catfightfans. Da es sich hier tatsächlich um echte Amateure vor der Kamera, und ganz sicher hinter der Kamera, handelt, muss man natürlich andere Maßstäbe ansetzen als bei Professionellen Catfightproduzenten. Doch auch aus dieser Sicht, kann man die Videos beim besten willen nicht als gut, sondern bestenfalls als ausreichend bezeichnen.

Doch anstatt das jetzt im einzelnen auf zu brösseln gebe ich hier nun, aufgrund dieser beiden Videos, allen einen Amateuren ein paar Tipps was man bei einem Catfightvideo tun sollte und was nicht:

1. Man sollte sich vorher informieren was die Fans von Catfights mögen und was nicht. Notfalls Google an werfen und nachlesen...

2. Man sollte sich schon mal das ein oder andere gute Catfightvideo ansehen, um zu wissen, wie so was aussieht.

3. Der Harte Wohnzimmerfußboden ist denkbar ungeeignet für einen Catfight! Schlafzimmer!?!

4. Von zwei Frauen, die schon so einige Amateurpornos gemacht haben, und dabei fast alles gezeigt haben was in Pornos so geht, erwartet man das die Oberteile beider Frauen fliegen...

5. Man muss einen Catfight, ähnlich wie ein Wrestlingmatch, vorher genau absprechen und sich im klaren sein, was gezeigt wird, wie das umgesetzt wird und wann, was gemacht wird.

6. Storyline und Dialoge sind eigentlich gut. Allerdings wenn man sowas macht, muss man in der Lage sein, sich das blöde gelache zu verkneifen und die Dialoge glaubwürdig rüberbringen.

7. Ein Catfight muss wild und intensiv sein, das kann, im Eifer des Gefechts, auch mal wehtun... ist im Zweifelsfall aber weniger unangenehm als vieles andere was die Amateure sonst so machen.

In diesem sinne hoffe ich, das es in Zukunft vielleicht bessere Amateur Catfights auf Seiten wie mydirtyhobby geben wird. Das könnte, richtig gemacht, eine echte Bereicherung sein.

Feb 23, 2009

Short and Sweet

Vor ein paar Tagen habe ich einen Artikel über Catfights in Werbespots geschrieben. Und heute finde ich schon wieder einen. Der Spot ist sehr kurz und es gibt auch nicht viel zu sehen. Ist aber sehr gut gemacht und irgendwie aufregend...

Feb 22, 2009

Slap Fight

Diesen Slapfight aus dem Französischen Spielfilm "Crouqe la vie" hatte ich schon einmal hier gepostet, aber leider wurde das Video von YouTube gelöscht... Also nochmal!

Feb 20, 2009

Show Me What You've Got Bitch








Heute möchte ich ein Video von Joan Wise besprechen. Joan Wise hat das Video "Show me what you´ve got bitch" unter dem Label Jaguar Videos, Ltd. veröffentlicht (JVGD001).
Wir sehen Catalina L´Amour vs Jessie Parker in einer Mischung aus Ringkampf und Catfight.
Normalerweise mag ich die Videos von Joan Wise (JW) nicht so besonders, das liegt daran das bei den JW Produktionen immer so eine Mischung aus Wohnzimmer und Sporthallen Ambiente gegeben ist. Das wirkt auf mich immer sehr "unecht" und irgendwie nicht sehr Sexy.

Hinzu kommt, das die Qualität der JW Videos sehr unterschiedlich ist. Aus meiner Sicht sind der größere Teil der Videos nicht besonders gut inszeniert und die Frauen wirken oft eher lustlos.

Es gibt aber eine ganze Reihe von Ausnahmen, was bei dem Riesen Katalog von JW aber auch nicht verwunderlich ist.

"Show me what you´ve got bitch" ist für mich eines der besten JW Videos. In der JW-typischen Wohnzimmer/Sporthallen Location treffen zwei sehr heiße Blondinen aufeinander die sich wegen einer Nichtigkeit streiten und sich sogleich gegenseitig zum Fight herausfordern. Das ist recht Simpel, dafür aber sehr gut gespielt. Die beiden Schönheiten zeigen ein gewisses Schauspielerisches Talent und können die knappen Dialoge ganz ordentlich verkaufen.

Schließlich geht´s los. Und was wir sehen ist ein wirklicher guter Catfight mit vielen Ringkampf-Techniken/Haltegriffen. Leider zeigt sich sehr schnell das eine der beiden der anderen klar überlegen ist -positiv die unterlegene spielt den Schock darüber sehr gut- vorallem aber sie gibt nicht auf und schafft es immer wieder sich zu befreien. Zwei mal gelingt ihr ein echtes Comeback und sie kann die eigentlich dominierende noch richtig in Bedrängnis bringen. Neben den Ringkampf-Typischen Haltegriffen usw. zeigen uns die beiden aber auch die üblichen Catfight Moves - Haareziehen, Rumrollen, die Oberteile werden entfernt und die Brüste geknetet usw.

Alles ist sehr gut und glaubwürdig inszeniert. Die beiden Frauen geben ihr bestes, wirken wirklich engagiert.

Im letzten Viertel des 30 Minuten Videos kommt dann, was bei JW fast immer kommt die beiden Frauen müssen auch noch ihre Slips verlieren und der Kameramann gewährt uns die üblichen tiefen Einblicke. Das das in diesem Video gar keinen Sinn macht, stört niemanden. Ich finde es schade und völlig überflüssig das solche Titel dadurch unnötig in die Pornoecke gedrückt werden. Aber scheinbar ist es für US-Produzenten ein absolutes muß alles in Großaufnahme zu zeigen.

Am Ende gewinnt die Dominierende schließlich u. a. mit einem Facesit -was eine Spezialität von JW ist- Auch das Ende finde ich insgesamt sehr gelungen, zumal die Unterlegene erst aufgibt als es wirklich keine andere Möglichkeit mehr gibt.
Obwohl das Video nicht 100% meinem Geschmack entspricht bekommt es von mir 8,5 von 10 Punkten.
Einfach weil man sich wirklich Mühe gegeben hat, die Produktionsqualität stimmt, die Frauen wirklich sexy sind und einen guten Fight mit vielen Varianten zeigen.

Feb 18, 2009

Die Statistik und der Klassiker


Bis vor kurzem gab es online einen Server auf dem ein User aus einem Catfightforum eine ganze Serie von unterschiedlichsten Catfightvideos zum gratis Download angeboten hat. Zum einen Teil Catfights aus Spielfilmen und Serien zum anderen Teil aber auch Videos von Catfightproduzenten.

Nun ich halte wenig von Illegalen Downloads, wenn es sich um Videos von Catfightproduzenten handelt. Ich denke einfach, man sollte für diese Videos zahlen -zumindest solange sich die Preise im Rahmen halten- damit auch in Zukunft weiter eine grosse Menge an Catfightvideos produziert wird. Ausserdem habe ich die Hoffnung noch nicht aufgegeben, das die Qualtiät der Produktionen in Zukunft deutlich besser wird. Dazu sind aber natürlich gewisse Verkaufszahlen zwingend notwenig.

Das interessante an dem Server waren für mich dann auch nicht die Downloads selber, sondern die Statistik. Denn man konnte sehen, welches Video wie oft runtergeladen wurde.

Die Zahlen waren für mich recht überraschend. Denn es haben sich drei Dinge ergeben:

1. Die Zahl der Downloads war extrem Hoch. Obwohl die Internetadresse nur in sehr wenigen foren veröffentlicht wurde und auch nur in Catfightrelevanten Foren, wurde einzelne Videos bis zu 7000 mal runtergeladen. Ich denke das ist spektakulär, wenn man bedenkt, das der Catfightfetisch ja eigentlich nicht besonders verbreitet sein soll...

2. Es wurden bevorzugt Videos runterlagen, die dem "Foxy-Style" entsprachen. So wurde das erfolgreichste Ringkampfartige Video rund 1500 mal runtergeladen, während das erfolgreichste Catfightvideo fast 4000 mal runtergeladen wurde. Das wurde auch besonders bei Videos deutlich die in zwei Teile geteilt waren. Bei dem Oil-Wrestling Match aus dem Video Erolympics (findet Ihr hier) wurde der erste Teil 1950 mal runtergeladen und der zweite Teil noch 1800 mal. Bei einem compativen Ringkampfvideo wurde der erste Teil 1400 mal runtergeladen und der zweite Teil noch 1200 mal. Der absolute Hit war allerdings der (nicht-)catfight aus dem Pornofilm "Pirates" von Digital Playground. Dieser Clip wurde insgesamt mehr als 7000 mal runtergeladen, und das obwohl es sich bestenfalls um einen Catfightrelevanten Sexfight handelt.

3. Die Klassiker waren ein weiterer riesiger Erfolg. Videos die seit Jahren eigentlich überall erhältlich sind und schon einige Jahre auf dem Buckel haben, wurden dennoch immer noch mehrere hundert mal runtergeladen. Egal ob der Miller Lite Catfight Werbespot (findet Ihr hier) oder der Catfight aus dem Film "2 Days in the Valley" mit Terry Hatcher vs Charlize Theron. Der größte Hit war aber der Catfight zwischen Pamela Anderson und Becky Mullen aus der Serie "Married... with Children" in Al Bundy´s Schlafzimmer. Dieser Clip brachte es immer noch auf fast 900 Downloads.

Aus diesem Grund findet Ihr jetzt hier noch einmal den Ultimativen Sitcom Catfight. Mit den Worten des grossen Philosophen Al Bundy: "Frauengolf ist kein Sport, Frauencatchen ist ein Sport!"


Feb 17, 2009

Quisha


Wahrscheinlich kennt jeder Catfightfan auf der Welt einen Namen: Quisha. Die extrem schöne und toll gebaute Blondine ist jetzt seit rund 27 Jahren im Geschäft und hat für fast jede nennenswerte Company im US Business gearbeitet.

Geboren wurde Quisha wohl 1962. Ab 1981 ist sie im Femalecombat tätig. Wobei sie anfangs noch manchmal unter dem Namen "Quiche" geführt wurde. Als Stripperin ist sie auch einige Male unter dem Namen "Lorraine Dorado" unterwegs. Seit einigen Jahren hat sie den offiziellen Namen Quisha Page angenommen. Quisha hat einen 11jährigen Sohn.

In den 80er Jahren arbeitet Quisha vorallem als Stripperin u. a. für den legendären Tropicana Club in LA. Hier hat sie auch ihre ersten Mud-Wrestling Matches. Das Wrestling in Mud, Oil und Food wird dann auch ihre Spezialität.

Schon von Anfang an ist Quisha auch für diverse Produzenten von Catfightvideos unterwegs. Curtis Dupont, Golden Girls, Rosalyn Royce, Triumph Studios, Flamingo Enterprises und Leather and Lace.

1987 ist sie auch in drei recht populären Videoproduktionen zu sehen:

Foxy Boxing, Foxy Oil-Wrestling und Foxy Food Fights.

Alle drei zeigen Quisha in sehr erotischen und sehr gut inszenierten Fights mit anderen Schönheiten.

1990 ist sie in der Pay-per-view Produktion "Thunder and Mud" zu sehen die von Columbia Pictures auch auf VHS veröffentlicht wird.

"Nebenbei" ist sie in einigen Rockvideos zu sehen. Darunter "Girls, Girls, Girls" von Mötley Crüe (1987). In Werbespots soll sie auch zu sehen gewesen sein. Außerdem war sie in einigen Magazinen abgebildet, darunter Playboy und Hustler.

1990/91 dreht sie einige Videos für California Wildcats ("No Frills 1+2"), für Napali Video (# 125, 128, 131+ 155) und für Steel Kittens (SK # 23, 30, 33, 44 + 47).

Danach macht sie eine kurze Pause und taucht 1992 wieder auf. Von nun an ist sie ausschließlich für Double Trouble tätig, dafür aber in einer recht großen Menge von Videos. Vor einigen Jahren gründet sie ihre eigene Produktionsfirma, die inzwischen diverse Titel auf den Markt gebracht hat. Die Videos werden exclusiv von Sabrestudios verkauft.

Ich habe mal meine kleine Sammlung aufgemacht, und das beste von Quisha zusammengestellt.

Denn obwohl ich denke, Quisha hat den Moment verpasst, an dem sie hätte aussteigen sollen, weil sie ihren Zenit einfach überschritten hat, gehört sie doch zu den tollsten Frauen die es im Catfight Bereich jemals gab. Und sie ist ganz sicher die Veteranin im Catfight... ...




Napali-Video # 155

Thunder and Mud


Foxy Oil-Wrestling



Feb 16, 2009

Made in Japan












Ich weiß nicht ob ihr schon mal ein Catfightvideo aus Japan gesehen habt, also ich konnte damit nicht besonders viel anfangen, da ich diese Videos einfach nicht gut inzeniert finde. Aber die Japaner sind toll darin, etwas für die Phantasie zu tun. Im folgenden Video sind zwei echt sexy Japanerinnen die sich in einem Boxring für ein Fotoshooting gegenüber stehen. Und da kann man die Phantasie richtig spielen lassen...






Feb 15, 2009

Werbung kann auch richtig gut sein...

Was mir gerade in den letzten Wochen mal wieder aufgefallen ist, ist das Werbung oft die heißesten Catfights zu bieten hat. Inzwischen gibt es eine ganze Menge von Werbespot inklusive Catfights. Grund genug die Teile mal hier zu posten:



1. Der beste der besten: Miller Lite Catfight Commercial






2. Wanna girls wrestle on command? Rumble Roses Catfight Commercial



3. Fashion vs Style - French Connection Catfight Commercial




4. Der Duft der Frauen Provoziert - The Axe Effect Catfight Commercial




5. Charles Worthington Catfight Commercial




6. Ginger vs Mary Ann - Real Gilligans Island Catfight Trailer




7. Satire: MADtv - NB T&A Trailer



Feb 14, 2009

X-treme Foxy Boxing

Ich habe bei xtremevideo.com vor kurzem ein Foxy-Boxing Video entdeckt. Das Video geht eigentlich garnicht... ist einfach nicht besonders gut gemacht... obwohl die beiden Frauen ziemlich sexy sind. Das interessante an dem Video ist aber, das die Macher offensichtlich keine Catfightfans sind, aber trotzdem in etwa die selben Phantasien haben, oder zumindest wissen, was an Femalecombat so sexy sein soll.

Feb 13, 2009

FoxyCombat Teaser: So wird das gemacht!

Foxycombat.com hat gerade einen Teaser für eine neue Videoserie veröffentlicht. Die Videos werden als "RedLight Alert@FoxyCombat" unter dem Titel "Casanova" für Frühjahr 2009 angekündigt.

Ich kenne die Videos natürlich noch nicht und weiß auch nicht worum es geht. Aber FoxyCombat beweißt mit dem Teaser mal wieder, das auch im Catfightbuisiness hochwertige Produktionen möglich sind. Ich würde mir wünschen das andere sich daran ein Beispiel nehmen...

Wer FoxyCombat noch nicht kennt, kann hier meine Review lesen:

http://katfitemaniak.blogspot.com/2009/01/foxycombat.html

Und hier ist der Teaser:

Feb 12, 2009

Erect is Better




Written by Rodman

Amber feels that she is in a shadow of her bigger breasted friend Dawn. One day she reads an article proving that men prefer longer nipples rather than bigger breasts. It won't make Dawn happy. Wonderful nipple duel between young friends is inevitable.
This story deals with something I've fantasized about for years so I decided to put it down on paper. The fantasy involves two long-time best friends named Dawn and Amber. It unfolds in my head with Amber telling the story so wrote it from Amber's perspective.
Amber: It happened my senior year in high school. I had just turned 18 and was basically a young girl in a fully mature woman's body with the typical raging hormones you would expect from a budding female adolescent. I consider myself above average looking, 5', 7" 118 lbs., long brown hair and brown eyes. I already had a fully mature body, and I was proud of it.
Like most insecure 18-year-olds, the size of your breasts was of paramount importance. Having a nice set of firm breasts to attract the boys was extremely important at that age, and I often secretly compared my breasts to other girls in the locker room, with an inconspicuous glance at any exposed boobs as other girls passed, never daring to make eye contact or stare for too long. My girlfriends and I never really talked about breast size either. It was just a secret comparison that all of us did at that age in an effort to confirm that we were at least average in size. The funny thing about it is that we only compared the size of our breasts fully clothed and most certainly in their un-aroused state. None of us would ever be caught dead with erect nipples at school, even though we couldn't help it from time-to-time. Besides my boy friend, nobody had ever seen my boobs with fully erect nipples, not even my parents.
I did, however, have a best friend named Dawn. She had been my best friend since grade school and we were literally inseparable. We knew each other like sisters and talked about everything. Dawn was the head varsity cheerleader of our high school and I guess it would be an understatement to call her gorgeous. You know, the girl that can take her pick of the best looking guys in the school. Being a cheerleader, Dawn was in a lot better shape than I was at the time. About my same height, 5', 7", but a few pounds heavier than me, maybe 120 lbs.
Our relationship was a bit strange at times. Even though I was a starter on the varsity volleyball team and considered myself popular, Dawn was in a class by herself. For this reason, I often felt jealous of all the attention she received, but dealt with it quite well I think because I valued our close friendship. We were together almost every day and shared just about everything. Like sisters, we thought nothing of changing clothes in front of each other before going out and such. As a result, I had taken hundreds of those inconspicuous glances at Dawn's breasts and she at mine. As a matter of fact, it was well known between us that Dawn's breasts were quite a bit larger than mine, a full cup size in fact. Dawn was a 36 D compare to my 36 Cs. Dawn's breasts were quite a sight, perched high and wide on her chest. Because of their size, they had a very sexy, womanly sag to them and I couldn't help but watch in amazement how Dawn's breasts would sway ponderously as she sometimes changed in front of me at one of our houses. Even with her back turned to me, I could still see the outside edges of her boobs bulging out from either side of her rib cage. Like many large breasted girls, Dawn had very large, copper colored areolas that seemed to cover most of the end of her breasts. In the center of each was a short, thick knob, about the thickness of the end of my pinky finger.
Due to the obvious difference in the size of our boobs, Dawn eventually developed a somewhat superior attitude about her breasts being bigger than mine. She often lingered in front of me topless while changing to continually prove that point. When she caught me glancing at her tits, she would do things like reach up to her hair with both hands above her head so I could get an unobstructed look at how they would rise and fall and sway. Once I remember she came out of the shower while I was waiting in her room and after catching me looking, she dried her breasts off facing me, roughly rubbing her boobs with the towel and then bending over to dry her hair as her boobs hung down almost touching my knees. Dawn's little comments about our size difference also began to wear on me as time went on. She'd say things like, "These are always getting in the way. Aren't you glad you don't have boobs like mine, you'd hate it." Her comments were always intended to make it perfectly clear that my smaller boobs were something I could do nothing about. I knew I was above average in size considering what I had seen in the locker room, but compared to Dawn, I looked like a little girl.
One night, I was watching "Sex In The City" on cable and to my amazement, the theme of the episode was how erect nipples drive men crazy. The characters in the show even went to the extent of buying fake paste on nipples they wore under their bras to see how men would react. This intrigued me so I went online and found some articles that supported the theory. One article stated that a woman's desirability often depends on her nipples being erect. There was even a test conducted on 3,000 college men where they were shown pictures of women in various stages of nipple arousal. The results showed that over 95% of the men preferred smaller breasted women with erect nipples to large breasted women. This was my newfound salvation! This meant that I might not be inferior to Dawn after all. Could it be that my breasts were sexier than Dawn's even though hers were clearly bigger. The way I eventually found out would be the most bizarre experience of my life.
With my newfound confidence, I couldn't wait to discuss the article with Dawn. At first I was unsure if I wanted to bring up the subject at all since it would be embarrassing to talk about women's nipple erections. But the next time Dawn made one of her "my boobs are huge" comments, I had to say something.
It happened one day after school at Dawn's house. We had just finished a very intense workout, Dawn at cheerleading practice, me at volleyball practice, electing to shower at Dawn's house instead of the school locker room. It was only around 3 o'clock and her parents were not home from work yet. I showered first, changing into just a long t-shirt. As I combed my hair in the bathroom mirror I noticed the sharp points of my nipples poking through my t-shirt where my wet hair had dampened the fabric. I got to thinking while Dawn showered and somehow overcame my fear and resolved to finally say something about the erect nipples issue. If Dawn said something about her boobs being bigger and sexier than mine when she got out of the shower, I would pull out the article I had printed out. At that moment, I heard the shower shut off. My heart began to pound as Dawn exited the shower, wrapped only in a towel. I said nothing as Dawn positioned herself next to me and began combing her hair as I did. We had just finished particularly competitive practices and Dawn put her hands on her waist and flexed her arms and upper body in the mirror, telling me she thought her arms and shoulders looked defined like a professional dancer. I also flexed to see if I could match her physique. Dawn compared her physique with mine and said, "Girlfriend, I'm sexier than you there too," obviously in reference to our boobs.
I paused for a moment and said, "Dawn, how erect do your nipples get?"
"What?" she said with a puzzled look on his face.
"It's a known fact that men prefer a woman whose nipples get erect." I said with confidence. "Most guys would take a smaller breasted woman with erect nipples over a woman with big boobs and no nipples.
"Yeh right!" Dawn said in a pissed off tone. "A bunch of chicks with small tits made that up." Dawn said with disgust.
Fully prepared for this reaction, I dug into my gym bag and pulled out the article to back me up. Dawn grabbed it and read for a couple of minutes.
"This is bullshit!" she said, obviously threatened by the facts in writing. "I guarantee that your boobs can never be as sexy as mine, hard nipples or not!" she said as she tossed the article on the bathroom counter.
My heart was really pumping now and I had cottonmouth. I hadn't planned my response at this point and just blurted out what had been bottled up for years.
"Ok, Miss Big Tits, if you're so sure, let's find out right now!" I said with authority.
"Fuck you!" Dawn said with an uncomfortable look of doubt on her face.
So I laid down a challenge I knew she couldn't back down from.
"What's the matter, those big flat nipples of yours don't get hard?"
After an agonizing moment of silence, Dawn looked at me and said, "Fine, you stay here and I'll go back into my room. When you're ready, just let me know and I'll come back in here so we can find out once and for all."
"I'll be ready pretty quick, so you better get started." I said as Dawn left the bathroom.
As I turned to face myself in the mirror, the familiar feelings of insecurity returned. I knew that if I couldn't get my nipples hard now, this would be over before it started. I pulled my t-shirt over my head and tossed it to the ground, standing naked. Picking up the article, I turned to the part the read, "95% of men preferred a smaller breasted woman with erect nipples to larger breasted woman with flaccid nipples." Holding the article in one hand at my side, I examined myself in the mirror, my perfectly shaped 36 C's on full display. I set the article down, put my hands on my hips, and turned slowly from side to side. My puffy, brown areolas contrasted dramatically with the milky white skin from my bikini top tan. I reached down, turning on the water faucet. Leaning over to wet my hands in the cool stream, I looked up to see how by breasts hung down and swayed as I rubbed my hand together. Standing up, I brought my cold hands up to my breasts and cupped them from underneath, gently lifting one, then the other. I then proceeded to tweak both of my nipples with my thumb and index finger like tuning a radio knob. I was immediately rewarded by the familiar feeling of arousal in my belly and crotch and then with tightening in my responding nipples. I could always get an instant nipple hard-on by pinching and pulling them and now was no different. With the added arousal of the situation with Dawn, my nipples responded with amazing speed. As the blood flow gushed into my breasts, I looked down to see my puffy areolas suck themselves up into my nipple knobs. They were now sticking straight out from my boobs at somewhat of an upward angle. With each pump of my pounding heart, my nipples continued to crust over. Within 30 seconds, my previously puffy areolas, with almost no nipple at all, transformed into long, almost painful points over ? inch long. But I wasn't done yet. As the blood continued to flow uncontrollably into my nipples, what was left of my areolas became textured with goose bumps. Just when I knew they could not get any harder, Dawn called, "You better be ready, I'm coming in!"
My heart was pounding in my throat as I faced away from the bathroom door waiting for Dawn to enter. I had speculated for years about what Dawn's nipples looked like erect and now I would find out. In my own mind, I figured I had nothing to lose. If she walked in with frighteningly long nipples, I'd feel inferior just as usual. If my suspicions were correct, I would finally vindicate myself as Dawn's equal.
As Dawn stormed through the door, I held my breath as if I had just jumped into an ice-cold swimming pool. She still had the white towel wrapped around her body. I looked down and could see the outline of her nipples right through the towel. They were pushing the towel out like two little tent poles even with the towel pressing them against her body, but I could not estimate their size. With my back to Dawn as she entered, my nipples were so hard they almost hurt as they throbbed in unison with my pounding heart. I slowly turned to face Dawn, hands on my hips, chest thrust out to make sure Dawn got a good look at my full length the first time she laid eyes on my engorged nipples. As I turned, I could swear I heard an audible gasp from Dawn, although slight. She starred down at my raging nipples, jaw open, eyes fixed, not blinking. There was an agonizing moment of silence as I'm sure this was the first time Dawn had gotten a close up look at another woman's erect nipples. As Dawn studied my nipples, I gained a little bit of confidence and forced out a few words.
"So are we going to do this, or what?" I said with a noticeably shaky voice.
Dawn came to her senses and without a word, grabbed her towel with one hand and pulled it from her body. Her big fat boobs literally flopped out at me. Again I drew in a sudden breath, as this too was the first time I had seen another woman's breasts with erect nipples in the flesh. I studied Dawn's hard nipples, comparing every detail to my own. My first impression was amazement at how different they looked compared to their normal flaccid state. They were certainly longer than usual with thick rubbery knobs I knew she possessed. They were certainly thicker than mine but definitely not as long. As I analyzed the dimensions of Dawn's nipples with lightening speed, I quickly came to my senses as I noticed another strikingly obvious difference. Dawn's soft looking, large, flat areolas had transformed into a bumpy patch of hard textured flesh. Her thick knobs had not extended much, but there were now noticeable bumps around the very edge of her areola's and deep crevasses and ridges running from the edge inward, merging with her massively thick knobs. There was no doubt that Dawn's nipples were fully erect, and I knew she would never have called to say she was ready unless she was "putting her best foot forward" you might say. This 5-second analysis seemed like hours in my head but I was violently jerked back to reality as Dawn finally spoke.
"Now let's test your stupid little theory and decide who's are sexier," Dawn said in her own dry, shaky voice, as she held her hand out letting a tailor's measuring tape unroll down to the floor. I guess she had found it in her mom's sewing kit. Saying nothing, I reached for the tape measure but was confused when she pulled it away.
"No way. I measure you and you measure me, that way we know it's fair." Dawn said, finally taking her gaze off my nipples, looking me straight in the eye.
Understanding what she meant, I almost panicked. I wanted to compare, but never, EVER, envisioned personally measuring Dawn's boobs and erect nipples, let alone, having Dawn measure mine! She was right though, if we measured our own length, one might unfairly add a centimeter here and there depending on the technique. It was the only way. Anyway, I figured we had passed the point of no return now and had to finish this once-and-for-all. I said "Ok" and grabbed the tape from Dawn's hand.
I said, "We need to measure everything," I said trying to sound confident.
"You mean length and diameter?" questioned Dawn.
"Yes" and a full top measurement over the nipples." I said with a doctor's clinical tone.
"Ok, do it" Dawn said as she arched her back, thrusting her boobs out at me.
I was really nervous now, not quite sure if I could go through with it, as I starred down at Dawn's deep cleavage and scary looking nipples.
"Do it!!" Dawn ordered, causing me to jump.
I moved forward, slightly to Dawn's side, acutely aware of my own exquisitely hard nipples protruding from my own breasts, careful not to brush one of my points against Dawn's arm. I grabbed one end of the measuring tape with my left thumb and index finger and slid my right hand thumb and index finger down the tape to the 2-inch mark. I looked down at Dawn's rack with panic, noticing that I was not going to be able to measure her nipples without pressing my fingers into her areolas. I held my breath and firmly pressed the metal covered end of the tape into Dawn's areola at the base of her fat knob for a length measurement. Dawn shuddered slightly as I drew the tape the length of her nipple shaft. Dawn's nipples must have been extremely sensitive based on her reaction. I held the long end of the tape just past the tip of her knob and struggled to focus on the measurement. It read 5/8th of an inch. I looked up at Dawn, tape still in place, and said, "You ok with that?"
Dawn nodded yes then ordered, "Now diameter, do it!"
"Over the nipple?" I questioned.
"No, just above" Dawn said.
I looked down at Dawn's bumpy and textured looking areolas to locate the widest part. I held the tape up to her left areola from directly in front and delicately stretched the tape across her areola, edge to edge, just above the knob. As I did so, I could hear Dawn tense up, trying to force blood into her already throbbing nipples. As she did so, the bumps and ridges on her areolas began to pop out and I saw her nipple knobs swell and turn from a copper skin tone to a slightly purple shade. Again I focused on the measurement. It read 2.5 inches. I then looked at both of Dawn's massive breasts and prepared myself to wrap the tape measure around her from behind. "Over the nipples this time" Dawn said with clinched teeth, obviously still trying to force blood into her breasts. Dawn lifted her arms and I reached around to thread the tape measure around her boobs to then take the measurement from the back. As I reached around to thread the tape measure around Dawn, both of my exquisitely hard and sensitive nipples stabbed Dawn in the back. It caught me by surprise and I only then realized how sensitive my nipples had become. A shock wave of sensation radiated through by breasts and down my spine.
"Hurry up!" Dawn said impatiently.
I stretched the tape around Dawn's back as I noticed her adjusting the tape in front so it was directly over her nipples. It read 38 inches.
I then stood up and moved directly in front of Dawn to make sure she was satisfied with the measurements, still embarrassingly aware of our erect nipples only inches apart.
"Now you." Dawn said as she gestured for the tailors measuring tape.
I immediately felt a deep hollow feeling in my belly and a rush of blood flow into my already hard nipples. They began to noticeably throb again as Dawn approached me stretching the tape between her fingers like I did to measure her. Dawn also hesitated like I did, coming to the realization that she would have to touch my nipples with her fingertips to make the measurement. I held my breath as Dawn squeezed the cold metal end of the measuring tape into my areola at the base of my upward pointing nipples. As she pushed downward into my hard, bumpy areolas, I felt her beautifully manicured nails scraping the length of my knob. The feeling was almost unbearable and my knees began to feel weak. Dawn stretched the tape out past the end of my knob with the tape touching the entire length of my nipple shaft. As she did so, she pushed my shaft over toward my other aching breast. I had to close my eyes and grit my teeth as Dawn bent down to get a true measurement. I could feel a substantial amount of resistance build up in my nipple shaft like a spring against the pressure Dawn was applying. I can only imagine what Dawn was thinking when she felt my nipple resist her pressure, rhythmically throbbing against her finger as she measured my length. I did my best to force blood into my nipples but it was difficult to breath. Dawn paused and said, "1 inch." She looked up at me, still bending my nipple slightly inward, measuring tape still in place. I could only nod my "ok" causing Dawn to let the tape go causing my entire boob to quiver as it sprung back into its normal position. I felt a huge feeling of relief and could now feel the throbbing blood flow return to the full length of my nipples. Dawn then stretched the tape across my left areola just above my long shaft, precisely where I had measured her areola diameter. Just like Dawn, I also held my breath and pushed hard to force more blood into my nipples. "1.5 inches" Dawn said. Dawn then paused momentarily, examining my long nipples. "Ok, around." Dawn said with a pissed off look on her face. "I can't believe these things!" referring to the length of my nipples, shaking her head in disbelief. I lifted my arms as Dawn wrapped the tape around me from behind. My nipples were still throbbing with my pulse and I could swear they moved with each beat of my heart. I said, "wait" and adjust the tape from the top of my breasts so it was directly over my nipples. "37 inches," Dawn said as she moved around to face me. Both of us stood in silence, exhausted from the intensity of our confrontation.
Results:
Me (Amber): Nipple Length: 1.0" Areola Diameter: 1.5" Chest Measurement: 37"
Dawn: Nipple Length: 5/8" Areola Diameter: 2.5" Chest Measurement: 38"
We compared the measurements and then looked at each other, both with our nipples still at attention. Suddenly, Dawn broke the silence saying, "I told you I was bigger."
That comment made something snap inside of me. I lost it!
"For years you've made me feel like I have the smallest tits in the school! And now I find out that I measure the same as you up top, have much longer and sexier nipples than you, and the only place you have me is that I don't have big ugly, flat areolas like you!!! On top of that, those areolas of yours look like a big pancakes compared to mine!" I said, pointing at Dawn's tits.
"Fuck that!" Dawn said, unable to accept that my nipples surpassed hers. "I could easily bend those skinny flag poles of yours with mine!" Dawn demanded.
"I can't believe it!" I shot back. "You don't actually think your nipples are harder than mine?" I said with authority due to my newfound confidence. "Your nipples are nothing compared to mine. I'd, push those into your rib cage if we pressed them together" my eyes glancing down at Dawn's nipples.
"Ok then, let's find out right now!" Dawn said as she moved closer to me, hands on her hips, our stiff nipple's only inches apart.
I suddenly became extremely conscious of how close Dawn's breasts were to mine. Just an hour ago, I would have never dreamed of even looking at another woman's erect nipples, or as we had just done, compare the most sensitive part of our breasts against each other. Arguing about who has the stronger harder, stronger nipples and who could bend the other over nipple-to-nipple was almost more than I could take, but I couldn't back down now. I had taken this BS from Dawn all my life and I was determined to put an end to it right here, right now! I looked down at Dawn's breasts, nipples still hard, still sticking straight out at me. I then looked down at my own boobs, nipples as hard as I had ever seen them, my large swollen nipple shafts, pulsating with anticipation. I knew I could take her. This was my chance to change everything between us. If I backed down now, it would be an admission of defeat and inferiority.
"Try to bend me then." I said with a calm determined voice. I also placed my hands on my hips like Dawn, flexed my ass cheeks, arched my back, thrusting my stiff weapons outward, inviting Dawn to make her move. Dawn paused for a moment, starring down at our boobs, probably remembering the resistance my nipple had shown as she measured it. She then moved forward, positioning her nipples next to mine, shaft next to shaft. As we starred down, moving forward ever so slowly, my longer nipple shafts made first contact with Dawn's craggy areolas while hers had not yet touched mine. The feeling of our sensitive nipples making contact made us both suck in a short breath and hold it. As we moved closer, to my delight, both of my shafts pressed Dawn's areolas in, slightly pressing in the breast flesh at the end of her boobs. Seeing she had to meet me head on, Dawn pulled back a lined up her knobs head on with mine. We slowly moved forward and our tips met. As the pressure increased, I could feel my right shaft pressing Dawn's left directly backwards. As this happened, Dawn backed off with her left nipple and rotated her right shoulder forward, driving her right nipple head on into my left. Instead of giving way, our nipples began to bend upward. The feeling of our nipples fencing was indescribable. As Dawn bent me up, I also rotated my shoulder to relieve the pressure and then thrust forward with the other nipple. My right nipple slide right past Dawn's left and buried itself to the base into her areola. Dawn let out a moan and again rotated to go head on again with her right. This time, instead of bending up our nipples just pressed straight forward, depressing our nipple shafts into our areolas. This trading of nipple stabs continued back and forth, over and over. Each time, we either met head on or my longer shafts stabbed deep into Dawn's areolas. Seeing she was losing with the stabbing technique, Dawn then moved slightly to one side bringing her thick nubs into direct contact with mine like two fencing students crossing swords before a match. Dawn's shafts were hot like an iron and hard like a stick and the first contact of shaft against shaft sent chills down the back of my legs. We both paused momentarily, looking down in awe at the sight of our hard nipples throbbing against each other. Dawn then slowly began to rotate her shoulders to the left in an effort to bend my rigid shafts over like an arm wrestler. I countered her pressure by slowly rotating my shoulders in the opposite direction. I held my breath as the pressure slowly increased between our crossed nipple shafts. At first, we bent each other equally, both of our nipples bending to the side in opposite directions. I could feel the pressure at the base of my nipples and I clinched to tighten them up. As we continued to rotate our shoulders, opposing each other's pressure, it was like two stiff springs bending each other over. I could hear Dawn grunt slightly as our nipples were now drastically bent in opposite directions. There was quite a load built up between our nipples now and I felt one of Dawn's hard shafts suddenly slip against mine, sending another chill down my spine. As our shafts slid against each other, I could now feel Dawn's proud nipples yielding against my pressure. She grunted again, as I bent her over, followed by a panicked "Aaaaaaah!"
Dawn's futile resistance finally waned as I bent her nipples almost straight down to her areolas, our shafts sliding to the point where they were in contact just at the tips. "Shit!" Dawn blurted out, pulling her nipples back, our breasts rubbing roughly against each other. The instant we pulled apart, our breasts sprang back to their original forward pointing position.
"You satisfied!" I said triumphantly.
"Again!" Dawn ordered, beads of sweat on her forehead.
This time, Dawn moved in on me from the side, sliding one of her big boobs into the space between my breasts. Obviously trying to take advantage of her size, she scraped her big boobs back and forth across mine.
Taken by surprise, I stumbled back a bit as we sort of cleavage wrestled. Again I was shocked as I felt our rock hard nipples roughly rubbing across each other. But even more shocking was the close proximity of Dawn's hips to mine in this position. Dawn's right thigh rubbed against my left thigh all the way down to our knees. I flinched as I felt Dawn's bush rub against my upper thigh and mine against hers. Soon the breast rubbing stopped and our nipple shafts again became firmly hooked in swordplay. Dawn rotated her shoulders slightly to the left and backed away, trying to bend my nipples down with hers. My eyes widened when I saw my rigid nipples start to bend down. As Dawn bent me down with her fat nubs, our nipple shafts slid across each other like saber swords, down our lengths toward our swollen tips. We both let out little yells as our sensitive nipples attacked each other. Our bodies had now separated by the combined length of our breasts, only hooked together by our nipples. The tension built up in the base of my nipple shafts and pulled at my tight areolas. Dawn was now bending her knees in an attempt to bend me down and pin me. With her heavier boobs and big hard areolas, Dawn was able to exert a substantial amount of pressure down on my nipples. For a moment, we nipple wrestled to a stalemate, neither able to bend the other's nipples any further. With determined concentration, I managed to force every last drop of blood into my nipples. I could see my nipples swell as they dwarfed Dawn's short thick nubs. Then, with every ounce of energy I could muster, I held my breath, clinched my butt cheeks and flexed my check muscles. My nipples surged against Dawn's thick knobs, pushing them straight up as our bodies moved closer together, our nipples still hooked by their rubbery shafts. "Noooooo!" Dawn grunted through gritted teeth as I now had her nipples pointing straight up between us. I then shifted positions and began to push her nipples down to one side, still connected only by our aching shafts. I bent Dawn's nipples over to the side and was rewarded by another desperate yell, "Aaaaaaaaah!" Dawn backed away, sending my boobs swinging back to their normal position.
"Ouch!! That hurt you bitch!!" Dawn said, holding her sore nipples between her thumb and index fingers.
Then, to my surprise, Dawn quickly approached me, swinging her big heavy boobs back and forth. The sheer size of her breasts allowed her to swing them wildly like big water balloons. She approached me, chest thrust out, boobs swinging. As she approached, I started by own firm breast into motion, matching her tit swings in the opposite direction. I moved toward her, expecting a painful collision when the sides of our breasts smacked together. But Dawn stopped short, indicating she just wanted to slap nipples. Both still swinging in opposite directions, we inched forward. Finally, my left nipple slapped against Dawn's left like the ends of two wet towels. The pain radiated down my shaft and into my breast. Judging from the sound Dawn made when we collided, it must have had the same painful affect on her. Dawn and I proceeded to nipple slap each other over and over again causing our nipples to scream with pain. Dawn was really inflicting some pain on me now and I knew I could not continue to meet her slaps much longer. Suddenly, as Dawn swung back for another stinging slap, our sore, swollen nipples scraped across each other deeply, even scraping our bumpy hard areolas across one another. I could feel my deadly shafts digging deep into Dawn's areolas as our nipples passed. This elicited a terrible yelp from Dawn, as she bent over, holding her nipples by her fingers again. Then she came at me again, tits swinging like before. This time, I moved into to her with my counter swing, but instead of meeting Dawn tip to tip, I directed my swing to scrape deeply into Dawn's areolas again. Our boobs would swing together and then scrap across one another slowly before they separated on the other side, prepared to swing back again. After a couple of glancing blows, both of my nipples found their mark raking deeply across Dawn's areolas again causing Dawn's knees to buckle. This time we scraped slow enough for me to even feel my long stiff nipple shafts bend Dawn's shafts as they penetrated deeply into her areolas. As Dawn tried to recover, she held her breasts and painfully looked down at her tender nipples. I noticed her nipples didn't look as hard as before and I sensed the final victory. With my hands placed on top of both boobs just above the nipples, I quickly closed the distance between us and slapped directly down on top of Dawn's sore and now softening nipples. Both of my still hard nipples struck home, scraping down across the full 2.5 inch diameter of her areola. This time, my hard shafts dug deeply into her areolas and scraped past her now soft knobs like they weren't even there. The blow elicited such a yelp from Dawn that I quickly followed it up with two more downward nipple spanks to make sure she was done. Dawn quickly turned her back to me cupping her breasts with both hands.
"Ok! Ok! Stop!" Dawn begged.
"I don't want to hear another word about how big and sexy your boobs are! Got it!" I said triumphantly and left.
Dawn went off to college soon after that. I stay in touch with her, but she doesn't brag about her boobs any more.

Back to School


Written by Rodman

Sue titfights and sexfights with the new mom in sauna and at home.
"Thank god the kids are back in school" Sue said to herself as she pulled into the elementary school parking lot to drop off her 4th and 5th grade boys on their first day at Harker Elementary. It was a special day for her boys and she was also excited for them, yet a little sad to see her little babies growing up so fast.
To describe Sue as a hot soccer mom would be the worst understatement in the history of the world. At 28 years of age, Sue's body hadn't changed much since college. With shoulder length dark brown hair and stunning natural Hispanic complexion, Sue's face was like a magnet to the other women's husbands. Her figure had bounced back amazingly after having her children and she still sported an eye-popping 36D, 24, 36 figure. She was proud of her young looking body and flaunted it in an obvious but classy way. She possessed the kind of breasts that seemed to defy gravity, even without a bra. Her nipples always looked like they were in a state to semi arousal and it was impossible not to notice them poking through just about anything she wore. Sue enjoyed the attention from the ever-present staring husbands and would feel even more excited by the dirty looks some of the other mom's would give her as she walked through the halls. Sue was obsessed with comparing her body, especially her breasts, to the other mom's at the school.
Sue's competitive obsession evolved to not only comparing, but into a detailed fantasy of flattening another woman's breasts with her own in a private confrontation. It was not a sexual thing for Sue, but more of a competitive thing to confirm that her breasts were the firmest of any mom at the school. She fantasized about wanting to put her bare breasts on the line against an equally endowed rival, risking everything. She fantasized about her big firm breasts engulfing the breasts of her foe, crushing and bending her rival's nipples with her own erect pair. Her fantasies usually ended with Sue forcing her rival to admit that her breasts were better and then having the other mom hold her head down the next day at school when they passed in the hall. "Just a harmless fantasy" Sue would say to herself when her imagination got the best of her.
The parking lot was crowded with mostly mothers, parking their mini vans to walk their children to class. Many of the mothers were old friends since their children had literally grown up together since preschool. Each year, the experienced mothers with older children would confidently walk their children through the familiar halls to meet this year's teacher, saying hello to old friends and teachers they hadn't seen for over three months.
As Sue hugged and kissed her oldest goodbye, she noticed a group of her old friends huddling together in front of one of the adjacent classrooms, talking and whispering to each other with urgency. Sensing their alarm, Sue couldn't help but join the group to find out what was going on. As she tuned into the conversation, Sue quickly gathered that they were focusing their attention on a particular woman, seeing her little one off to her first day at kindergarten. As Sue focused on this new mother, the hairs on the back of her neck stood on end and goose bumps formed on her arms.
"Can you imagine yourself coming to school wearing that?" one of her friends exclaimed in shock.
"She might have just dropped her kid off in her bra and panties!" another whispered.
As Sue examined this new threat (and she was a threat in Sue's mind), she saw a statuesque blond wearing a pair of tight running shorts and a short sports bra, revealing an extremely flat, muscular stomach. Although looking like she was dressed for a long run or an aerobics work out, this woman's hair was perfectly done. As she bent over to kiss her little one goodbye, Sue was shocked to see this new mom's round muscular ass peek out from under her sheer running shorts. Like many mother's dropping their children off for their first day of kindergarten, she was quietly crying as her little one bounced into class. From the tears running down her cheek, Sue could clearly see she was not wearing much makeup and didn't need to because of her pristine complexion.
As the new mom turned and faced the group of gossiping women, everyone looked away as to not be obviously staring, except Sue. As this, extremely sexy new mom strolled by, she immediately locked eyes with Sue. The look was one of contempt and in Sue's mind she might as well have just said out loud, "I'm the sexiest mom in this school now, admit it!" As the two starred into each other's eyes, Sue couldn't help letting her eyes dart down at this new mom's magnificent rack. The sports bra she wore showed a substantial amount of cleavage up top, and didn't quite cover the underside of her full breasts where they met her rib cage. Despite their size, they only bounced and swayed slightly, nipples fully visible through the thin fabric. As she passed, Sue could only star in disbelief at this new mom's perfectly shaped muscular ass, barely concealed by her skimpy running shorts. Sue could even distinctly see each of her ass cheeks alternately moving up and down with each powerful step.
As the other women gathered behind Sue and also starred, the first comment from the little gossip gallery cut Sue like a knife.
"If I had breasts like that still, I'd flaunt them too."
"They're not that big, probably fake too" snapped Sue, proud of her natural breasts.
"I think she's got you beat in that area Sue" another one said.
With that, Sue stormed off steaming mad, thinking to herself "Give me ten minutes with that little bitch and I would smash those flabby bags flat with mine." Wild thoughts filled Sue's head as she visualized her bare breasts engulfing this new mom's breasts. She envisioned humiliating her by bending her nipples over with her own diamond hard points. As Sue sat in her car in the school parking lot, she suddenly realized that she was the only car left in the entire lot. Startled like getting caught daydreaming when the stoplight turns green, Sue quickly started her mini-van and stepped on the gas.
The next day after dropping of her boys at school, Sue had plans to drop by the pool club she belonged to where she regularly worked out both in the gym and by swimming laps. The pool club was one of Sue's favorite places. It not only served as a place to stay in shape, but also served as a huge ego boost since every man in the place had their eyes glued to Sue's body from the second she arrived until the moment she left. As Sue left the locker room in her one-piece Speedo swimsuit, she looked up in shock to see that very same new mom pulling herself out of the pool by the bars at the steps. At the same moment, she realized that not a single eye was trained on her like usual, but instead all eyes were now straining to get a look at that new hot little bitch.
Actually, the sight even had Sue stopping dead in her tracks for a moment. First of all, as this new mom pulled herself from the pool, drenched with water, Sue was shocked to see that she was wearing an embarrassingly skimpy bikini. This was unheard of at this pool club since most people there were fairly serious swimmers and the women only wore one-piece racing style Speedo suits. Second, the fabric of the small triangles that barely covered her breasts and crotch had become visible though from the water and Sue could clearly see two very cold, very long hard nipples and the curly texture of her obviously blond bush. As she stepped up on the edge of the pool, she whipped her soaked hair out of her face and squeezed the water from her head as she arched her back. Lifting her hands above her head, causing her large breasts to rise and sway. The water streamed from her heaving breasts and down her flat belly as she squeezed the water out of her hair all the way to the tips of her locks. Her nipples were so clearly visible through her skimpy top that she might as well have been topless. Sue was shocked at their length and darker color considering her blond hair.
As Sue passed, it seemed like they were the only two in the entire club. They locked eyes once again, occasionally looking down to compare bodies, not a word said. As they walked in opposite directions, Sue turned to see that the fabric on her ass was just a see through as the front and she could clearly see the crevasse of her muscular but sexy ass. Shaking now, Sue dove into the pool and swam like never before. As she swam, thoughts once again filled her head of physically confronting this new mom, breast to breast, to see who's were bigger and firmer once and for all. Sue could feel her own nipples become hard as nails as the water resistance pulled at them.
At the end of her last lap, Sue grabbed the edge of the pool and looked over toward the inside gym area of the club and contemplated taking a sauna. The sauna was the favorite part of her workout and she relished the feeling of dawning just a small white towel and sweating off her frustrations.
Somewhat exhausted, Sue climbed from the pool and madder her way to the women's locker room. The club was almost empty now and the locker room was deserted. The only sign that anyone had changed before her was a single open locker door. Like usual, Sue proceeded to peel her Speedo suit from her quivering body, anxious to warm up in the sauna. Sue looked down to see that her entire body was covered with goose bumps and her nipples were hard and throbbing from the cold and partly from her vivid and erotic fantasy while swimming. Again, the image of the new mom's nipples raged in Sue's head and she tried to visualize their nipples side-by-side.
The pool club towels were just large enough to cover Sue's athletic frame and it barely covered her panty line above her neatly trimmed bikini cut bush, as she wrapped it around her breasts and tucked in the loose edge just under her arm. At least three inches of cleavage was clearly visible as her full breasts strained against the skimpy white towel. As she walked toward the sauna door, she noticed that the door window of the normally empty sauna was steamed up indicating it may be in use. "It can't be." Sue said to herself as her pulse quickened. She pushed the door open, confidently stepped in, and tried to focus through the steam filled room.
As the steam momentarily cleared, Sue gasped to see none other than her new rival, wrapped in her own skimpy white towel, poring water on the sauna rocks. As the new mom turned, both women froze and locked eyes once again, not a word spoken. After a few awkward seconds, both women's eyes began to survey the other's body from head to toe. A knot formed in Sue's stomach as she followed the opening of this new mom's towel down to what seemed like a fraction of an inch below her little blond bush. The towel clung to her big breasts, just above the nipples, which were creating little tents as they pushed up the fabric of the towel. In a daze, Sue walked toward the sauna rocks and pored on a ladle of water eliciting a sharp hiss of steam. The new mom had seated herself on the opposite side of the small redwood room, legs crossed, arms spread wide along the back of the bench. Sue also sat down, assuming a similar position, facing her new rival. Still, not a word had been spoken.
Again they just starred at each other. Then, the new mom broke the silence.
"You should take a picture, it lasts longer."
"And that's supposed to mean what?" Sue replied.
"I mean the way you've been starring at me at school and now hear at the club."
"You were the one that was starring honey, but I don't blame you, everyone stares." Sue replied.
"Not any more, haven't you noticed" the new mom said, slowly shaking her head.
"The only reason they are starring is that people feel embarrassed for you" Sue snapped back. "It's amazing what happens to some women's breasts after children isn't it."
"Actually, mine look even better since I had my daughter" the new mom replied.
Sue responded, "Sure, that's because they are bought and paid for I'm sure."
Obviously pissed off by Sue's insinuation, the new mom quickly stood up, arching her back, "These are the real deal sweetheart."
Offended by the new mom's aggressive posture, Sue also stood up and assumed a similar stance, hands on her hips, chest thrust out. "I see new mom's like you come along every year, flaunting what they think they have like cheap whores in front of everyone's husbands. I have yet to see a single one of you that has the guts to back up what they are flaunting."
Both women took another step forward, now only a few feet apart. Both were breathing heavily, their full chests threatening to pop open the towels wrapped around them. Exactly the same height, they starred defiantly into each other's eyes, occasionally glancing down at the deep cleavage above each other's towels.
"You sure are making a big deal about my breasts, that usually means that someone is insecure about their own assets, don't you think?" the new mom said.
"Honey, compared to those sorry things, I'm not too worried", Sue said as she looked down at this stacked new mom, expecting her to back down.
"If you think you've got better breasts than mine, why don't you prove it", the new mom declared.
Somewhat shocked at the challenge, Sue wanted to make absolutely sure of what she was suggesting. "What, you want to compare right here?" trying to act like she was above such a thing.
"You know exactly what I mean!" the new mom said in a frustrated voice. "If you think yours are better, prove it!"
Sue's head was spinning now and she felt dizzy. She had secretly fantasized about a moment like this but never imagined it would actually happen. Her breaths came in ragged succession now and this new mom's challenge filled her with rage, as she silently starred at the new mom's cleavage. Without even thinking, Sue's instincts took over.
"When you see mine next to yours, you'll run back to where you came from." Sue said with steely eyes.
With that comment, the two women moved forward so only a foot separated their tightly wrapped chests. Then, to Sue's surprise, the new mom slowly reached up to the knot of her towel and began to pull it loose, and then quickly yanking it open with both hands. The new mom's breasts literally popped out at Sue, swaying heavily as she jerked her upper torso. Instead of dropping the towel at her side, the new mom tied it around her waist with a knot at her side. It was tied low on her hips and Sue could see her two sexy hipbones sticking out above the towel line. The sight of her high, firm breasts, covered with a slick layer of sweat was almost more than Sue could take. Sue examined every millimeter of her fantastic looking breasts, instantly comparing their every feature to her own pride and joys. They were indeed impressive, topped with long, rubbery nipples, also coated with a thin layer of sweat.
"Now, who's the one that will be running home?" the new mom exclaimed with confidence.
Slowly, Sue slipped her fingers up the slit of her towel and undid the knot. The new mom starred down as she let it drag over her now stiff nipples until it fell to her side, still held in one hand. Sue also tied the towel low around her waist with a tight knot at her side. The look on the new mom's face had now completely changed from one of confidence to one of reservation. Sue's stupendous breasts were every bit as large as the new mom's and just as impressive looking covered in their own liquid sheen. Silently, both women moved forward, chests trust out, nipples lined up. Now only one inch from actually touching nipples, the comparison was stunning. Their breasts were almost identical in terms of their size. Both women's nipples were extremely hard, with bumpy areolas and long thick nipple knobs.
Seeing her shiny bare breasts so close to her rival's wet pair took Sue's breath away. She still felt that her breasts were nicer looking and somehow stronger. For several minutes both women starred down at each others glistening breasts, slowly turning their upper torso's back and forth to compare at every angle. They starred down their respective glossy cleavages to the tips of their own engorged nipples, pointing directly at each other. Both women's hearts were pounding in their chests and their breathing became ragged and labored from the excitement of the intimate comparison. With alternating deep breaths, each woman's chest expanded, almost poking the opposing breasts with her own sharp nipples.
"You've been flaunting those soft nipples of yours, but they don't look so tough now, do they…." Sue said, in a breathless whisper.
"My nipples are easily longer and probably much harder than yours I'm sure." the new mom quickly replied.
"I don't think so." Sue said, as she rotated her shoulders forward, moving her left breast toward the new mom's right. The new mom also moved forward until they lined their nipples up side-by-side, shaft next to shaft. Finally, Sue felt the tip of her throbbing nipple point lightly touch the new mom's puffy areola. At the same time, she felt the new mom's point poke her own bumpy areola. Both women held their breaths for a moment as their eyes rolled back, then looked down to see the result. Their nipples were exactly the same length, lightly poking each other's areolas, shaft-to-shaft.
"I told you!" Sue said as she rotated again, this time flicking her rubbery nipple shaft across the new mom's equally hard shaft. Sue felt her nipple shaft bending the new mom's shaft for a moment then slip apart like two springs. As their nipples flicked across each other, both women let out a little squeal. With her little squeal, the new mom threw her head back, whipping her hair back across Sue's face.
"Try that again, and I will smash those old bags of yours flat!" the new mom said sharply.
"I would crush yours if we pressed them together!" Sue shot back.
"Go ahead then, if you have the guts!" the new mom said, resuming her posture.
Both women were again face-to-face, chest thrust out, hands on their hips just above the little white towels tied around their sexy hips.
"I knew we would titfight from the second I saw you."
"That's why I waited for you in this sauna." the new mom explained.
"Well that's your mistake if you planned this!" Sue said as the sweat streamed down her face and beaded on the top of her now aching breasts.
Each woman now issued her final insult.
New Mom: "My nipples will bend your nipples flat and my firmer breasts will crush your weaker breasts until you beg me to stop."
Sue: "My nipples will scrape your nipples raw first, then I will rip your sorry tits off your chest with my firmer pair."
With that, both women moved forward, lined their nipples up and pressed them together head on. Too slick to maintain their head on position, their nipples shafts slid past each other and buried themselves in their rival's areolas. The women threw their heads back as a tingling sensation radiated from their slippery nipples. They seemed to have something to prove between their nipples and did not press their breasts together full force. Instead, they began flicking their nipple shafts back and forth across each other. They locked nipple shafts like two sword fighters and slowly tried to bend the other over by rotating their shoulder slightly in opposite directions. Their knobs would bend and build up a load like two springs, then slip apart because of the slick layer of sweat covering their entire bodies. They would grunt and squeal as their nipple shafts scraped along their entire length, then quickly rotate in the opposite direction to bring them back into firm contact. Trying to build up a greater load between their shafts, they pressed their breasts together another inch to try and prevent them from slipping apart. With the added pressure, both women could feel the others bumpy areolas scraping together as their stiff shafts dueled. This time, the pressure was so great between their nipples, that when they slipped apart, both women's breasts swayed and quivered as they separated.
"I thought you were going to bend me flat with those tough nipples of yours!" Sue snapped.
"Aaaaahhh!!" the new mom yelled as she pressed her big breasts directly into Sue's waiting pair. They leaned into each other, hands still on their hips. The sweat now dripped from both women's chins, dripping down onto the giant cleavage formed as their breasts wrestled. Sue could feel her breasts snake across the new mom's breasts sending her right breast upward and the other downward against the new mom's firm, slippery pair. She looked down in alarm as she saw her right nipple sticking almost straight up from the compression. She then looked to her left to see the new mom's nipple also sticking up at her.
"Noooooo!" Sue grunted and flopped her breasts back and forth across both of her rival's slippery boobs. The new mom matched Sue's move and the women slopped their breasts back and forth, fully compressed. Sue relished the feeling of her engorged nipples digging deep into the new mom's breast flesh and her long nipples scraping across the equally engorged nipples of this unbelievable rival. As their breasts slipped across each other, they mushroomed out on both sides at the extension of each deep slippery rub.
Looking to increase the pressure with each grind, the women brought their hands from their hips and gripped each other just above the elbows, pulling each other back and forth as their breasts continued to tangle like two snakes covered with oil.
Just as the two enraged women began to loose all control, Sue suddenly felt the knot of her towel loosening. The violent thrashing of their upper torsos was having the same affect on the new mom's towel as both women felt their towels loosen and begin to slip down their hips, but they were so intent on crushing each other's breasts with their own, the thrashing continued unabated.
With the next violent clash of wet, slippery breasts, both women's towels fell to their feet. Both women immediately froze, still tightly holding each other above the elbows, breasts pressed together. Both were painfully aware that not more than a couple of inches separated their meticulously trimmed pussies.
"I knew you would quit if things got nasty." Sue said through clinched teeth as she slowly ground her nipples into the new mom's wet chest.
"You can forget it if you think I'm quitting" the new mom replied in a determined voice, grinding her burning hot nipples back across Sue's nipples.
Anyway, you can't match me down there either!" The new mom said as she extended her pelvis forward, pushing her soaked mound into Sue's, still maintaining the pressure between their breasts.
"Oh my God! You dirty little bitch!" Sue yelled, shocked at the feeling of their wet pubic hair rubbing together. "Fine then, I'll destroy every part of your body if I have to!"
Now, both women clinched their butt cheeks and thrust their pussies together down below and slithered their breasts back and forth across each other. Grunts and yells filled the room every time one sensitive part rubbed or scraped across another. The women simultaneously released their mutual arm holds and slipped their arms around each other's waists, locking their fingers at the small of the other's back. This allowed both women to squeeze their own breasts together with their biceps to stab their now pointed breasts into each other while maintaining constant pressure between their sweat soaked pussies. Sue then unlocked her fingers and dug her manicured nails into the new mom's slippery, firm butt cheeks, eliciting a yell. She then leaned back at the waist and drove her pussy into the new mom's exposed mound. She could feel the folds of her pussy lips penetrating and spreading the new mom's pussy lips. Sue moaned loudly as she desperately tried to bring their clits into direct contact.
POUND! POUND! POUND!
Both women froze as the pounding emanated from the sauna door.
POUND! POUND! POUND! "Everything ok in there?!" the female pool club manager called out.
Both women immediately separated and took several steps backward, their chest heaving up and down like they just finished a marathon.
"This isn't over." Sue said in a threatening voice.
"You're damn right is isn't!" The new mom snapped back, as both women retrieved their towels, wrapped themselves, and stormed from the sauna.
***
Returning home, Sue stormed through the front door, slamming it behind her. She hurried upstairs to the master bedroom and slammed her workout bag on the ground. She had hurriedly dressed at the club and wasn't wearing a bra or panties under her matching sweats. Breathing heavily, Sue just stood at the end of her bed for several minutes, her breasts and pussy still tingling from the rough contact with the new mom. "That dirty little bitch!" Sue said out loud as she quickly unzipped her sweat jacket down past her still moist cleavage. She quickly tore the sweat jacket off her arms and threw it on the bed. She then peeled off her sweat pants, leaving herself standing naked. Her breasts and pussy were still on fire as she moved over to the full-length mirror mounted on the back of the bathroom door. Cupping her heavy breasts with both hands, she examined them in the mirror. Her nipples were still erect and throbbing as she rotated her upper body from side-to-side to survey any damage. Although a bit red from the intense rubbing she had engaged in with the new mom, her proud breasts were unscathed. Sue then looked down at her swollen pussy lips, also still tingling from the rough contact from her rival's pussy. She slowly combed her fingers through the soft tuft of pubic hair, then down over her soaking wet pussy. She closed her eyes and shuddered as she let her middle finger press between her engorged pussy lips, shocked at just how wet she was. "Oooooh my God!" Sue said, as she pressed the pad of her middle finger against her very swollen clit. Sue's pelvis quivered as she closed her eyes, vividly remembering the initial feeling of her fury pubic mound tangling with her new rivals equally protruding mound.
Suddenly, the phone rang loudly, jolting Sue back into reality. She quickly slipped into a full-length satin robe she retrieved from a hook on the bathroom wall. Flustered and still breathing rapidly, she answered the phone.
"You dirty little gutter tramp!" the voice said before Sue could even say hello.
Immediately recognizing the new mom's voice, Sue instinctively shot back. "You're calling me a gutter tramp?!………..You're the one that shoved your filthy pussy into mine!"
"Oh my God!, you bitch!…….You were the one that started it!" the new mom yelled into the phone.
"I knew you couldn't back up that big mouth of yours" Sue snapped back.
"Bull shit I can't!……..Another five minutes in there and you would have found out what a real woman can do", the new mom proclaimed.
"I thought you were going to show me just how good those big fat boobs of yours are?" Sue said with a sarcastic tone.
"My beauties pushed your old bags all over your chest and you know it!" the new mom shot back.
"Your tits felt like soft pillows to me honey" Sue said in a superior tone.
"Nothing was settled and you know it!" the new mom said.
"You don't have the guts to meet me with everything you've got…..admit it!" the new mom said.
"Honey……you just name the time and place and I'll turn you into a puddle on the ground", Sue said with confidence.
DING DONG! The doorbell suddenly rang.
Sue froze as she held her breath, still holding the phone to her ear.
"Answer the door bitch", the new mom said calmly in Sue's ear.
Sue quickly went to her upstairs window and looked out to see an unfamiliar car parked at the curb. She swallowed dryly as she walked out the bedroom door and descended the stairs. She hesitated at the front door for just a moment, steeled her nerve, and opened the door. There she was………her rival, standing at the door with her cell phone at her ear. The new mom snapped her cell phone shut as Sue lowered her cordless phone, pressing the off button.
Both women stood there in silence for a moment, staring daggers into each other's eyes, occasionally glancing down at each other's bodies. The new mom was wearing a matching sweat suit outfit, accentuating her ample bosom. Sue noticed right away that she wasn't wearing any panties since the cleft of her pussy lips were clearly visible under the clinging fabric of her tight sweat pants.
"You need a lesson and I'm the one that's gonna teach it to you bitch" the new mom said with frightening confidence.
"I'm the one that's going to be giving the lesson honey" Sue said as she stepped back to let the new mom in.
"Upstairs" Sue commanded.
"Anywhere you want honey" the new mom said as she headed up the stairs in front of Sue.
Both women's hearts were absolutely pounding in their chests as they climbed the stairs together. The new mom noticed the open door to Sue's master bedroom and entered without a word. Sue followed, shutting the door behind her. The new mom stopped at the end of Sue's king-sized bed and turned. Without a word, pulled down the zipper of her sweat top. She starred into Sue's eyes as the zipper past her breasts, letting it split wide open on her chest.
"These are gonna teach your flabby titties a lesson they never forget" the new mom said as she pulled the sweat top open, peeling it off of her arms. Her big firm breasts swayed and bounced as she firmly threw the top on the carpet. She then slipped her thumbs into the waistband of her pants and gave her hips a sexy wiggle as she slid them down to her ankles and stepped out. Just as Sue had suspected, she wore no panties and stood completely naked in Sue's room. Sue looked down at the perfectly manicured strip of public hair above her swollen and fully visible pussy lips.
"Take a good long look honey, because this is gonna teach you a lesson too" the new mom said as she arched her pelvis upward, reaching down to stroke her fingers through her pussy hair.
Sue then slowly slipped open the belt of her white satin robe. She paused as the robe fell open just enough to expose her deep cleavage and flat belly. She then moved her thigh forward, opening the robe to expose her flaming pussy. The new mom's eyes raked down Sue's body as she opened the robe. Sue spoke as she drew the robe over her shoulders, letting it slip down her back to the floor.
"I have had it with your big mouth bitch" Sue said calmly, stepping forward toward her naked rival. "I've got more than enough to handle anything you've got honey", Sue said stopping just in front of the new mom. The two women stood in front of each other, completely nude, only inches apart. Both flipped their hair back as they breathed heavily. They looked each other in the eyes, occasionally glancing down at each other's rising and falling breasts with anticipation. Both women's nipples were so hard that it felt like they had close line hangers attached to them. Both sets of nipples were long and thick with tight, bumpy areolas. Finally, the new mom spoke:
"You can't possibly think that your weak looking nipples can stand a chance against my beauties", the new mom said as she slowly raised her right hand up to cup Sue's left breast. Gently cupping Sue's breast, she softly lifted and squeezed it. Sue flinched slightly but stood her ground.
"These babies are gonna turn your little buds inside out before I'm done with you", Sue said as she also brought her right hand up to the new mom's large left breast. Sue lifted it slowly, feeling it's weight then softly squeezed it. She heard the new mom suck in a short breath as Sue caressed her sensitive breast.
"What's the matter honey?……..You want to run home already?" Sue said, looking the new mom in the eyes.
"These are no match for mine", the new mom groaned as she brought her other hand up to gently lift and squeeze Sue's other breast. Sue involuntarily let out a lusty gasp as the new mom lightly squeezed both of her breasts together.
"I don't feel anything I can't handle", Sue said with a low husky voice as she too brought her other hand up to cup then squeeze the new mom's other breast. She firmly squeezed and pushed them together eliciting a guttural, lusty moan from her rival.
The two women stood solidly in front of each other, both hands caressing and manipulating each other's big firm breasts. They silently traded slow sensuous squeezes as they lifted and squeezed one or the other breast, occasionally squeezing the others boobs firmly together. One or the other would involuntarily moan with pleasure and defiance as they handled each other's boobs. Both silently marveled at the weight and firmness of the others breasts as they allowed the other to gently fondle and kneed their proud breasts.
Feeling bold, Sue backed her hands off just a bit and let her index finger slide up and flick over both of the new mom's stiff nipples. "Ooooohhh God" the new mom moaned as Sue lightly bent her nipples over.
"I think someone's going to have a nipple orgasm" Sue said as she gently twirled the tips of her fingers around the new mom's areolas.
The new mom then shifted her own hands on Sue's big tits, gently squeezing both nipple knobs between her thumb and index finger. "Ooooohhhh…..you bitch" Sue moaned with pleasure as she felt her knees buckle.
The two of them now teased each other's nipples as they continued to squeeze and caress each other's breasts. The new mom was lightly pinching Sue's nipple knobs like radio dials as she occasionally lifted and squeezed her big breasts together. Sue continued twirling two fingers around the new mom's areolas, occasionally bending her nipple shafts over as she lifted and caressed them. As they struggled and moaned, they arched their backs, almost offering their meaty breasts to each other. Heads occasionally flipped back with eyes closed as one or the other would hit a sweet spot with the other's nipples. For the most part, they remained in the same spot, with the back of the new mom's knees pressed up against the end of Sue's bed. Down below, their bellies and thighs would occasionally rub together as they leaned into each other's breasts.
Seeking more leverage, Sue bent her knees and slid both hands up the new mom's flat belly before lifting and squeezing both of her increasingly sweaty breasts. This position forced Sue's right thigh between the new mom's legs. "Yeeeeesssssssss…." Sue said with gritted teeth as she felt the new mom's wet, furry pussy rub the full length of her thigh. "Mmmmmmm….." the new mom groaned as she also forced her leg between Sue's wet thighs. Without ever letting go of each other's breasts, they tilted their pelvises forward and ground their wet pussies up and down each other legs.
"You wet little bitch" Sue groaned as she slid her pussy down her rival's thigh like a slippery pole.
"Get that wet thing off of me" the new mom moaned as she leaned back, gently tugging on Sue's long hard nipples.
"Noooooooo….." Sue moaned, as she bucked her pussy into the new mom's thigh, head flipped back, eyes closed.
Sue's unexpected pelvic thrust pushed the back of the new mom's legs against the bed, forcing her to let go of Sue's boobs and sit down. This change in position also surprised Sue and both women paused, breathing rapidly as if they had just run a long distance race. Sue was now straddling the new mom's right leg as she stood over her. Without a word, the new mom reached out with both hands, placing them on Sue's waist. Sue shuddered as the new mom slowly pulled her dripping pussy down onto her upper left thigh. Sue placed her hands on the new mom's shoulders as she allowed herself to be guided down. Sue drew in a long sharp breath as her pussy slipped all the way up the new mom's muscular thigh. In this top position, Sue's big breasts pointed directly into the new mom's face, allowing her to look down her deep cleavage into her rival's eyes.
"You will cum first" the new mom said, shifting one hand from Sue's waist, wrapping it around her lower back. "Now come here" the new mom said as she slid Sue further up her leg.
"Oh my God!…..Nnnnnooooo….." Sue moaned with lust as she half-heartedly pushed against the new mom's shoulders. Sue let her full weight come down on the new mom's thigh as she was pulled in. Her soaking pussy squished down on the new mom's upper leg and she felt her lips separate. Sue felt herself loosing control as she involuntarily slid her pussy down, then back up her rival's leg like she was sitting in a saddle. "Oooohhhhh…….you bitch" Sue moaned as the new mom locked her hands behind Sue's lower spine, pulling her back in. The feeling was so utterly incredible that Sue was unable to control herself. She sat her full weight on the new mom's leg, thrusting and twirling her pelvis. She could feel her juices completely soaking the new mom's leg creating an unbelievably slick feeling between pussy and skin. Her breasts swayed and bounced in the new mom's face as she thrashed.
"YES!…….COME ON!……DO IT!" the new mom said as she did her best to lift her leg into Sue's convulsing pussy.
Without warning, the new mom opened her mouth and took one of Sue's long hard nipples into her mouth. She didn't just lightly lick it either. She sucked the entire nipple into her mouth and quickly twirled her tong around Sue's puffy areola. "OH GOD NO!!!" Sue moaned out loud as she wildly humped. The new mom's mouth felt like a vacuum hose clamped onto her super sensitive nipple. Her hot wet tong twirled and lapped at her nipple shaft and areola. Sue now felt her clit fully rubbing against the skin of the new mom's leg as she humped. Her belly tightened as she felt that familiar feeling of the "point of no return" build. Sue squeezed the new mom's shoulders as she rode her leg like a horse, bouncing up and down on the end of the bed. Sue suddenly felt her right nipple pop out of the new mom's mouth. Sue looked down to see her gobble up her other nipple, sucking it deeply into her mouth. Sue grabbed the back of the new mom's head and pressed her big breast into her face while increasing the pace of her pelvic thrusts.
"NNNNNNAAAAAAA!!!!…….NNNNOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!" Sue screamed as her entire body became stiff. The massive orgasm was violent as she pushed the new mom onto her back and wreathed the full length of her body over her rival. The new mom never released Sue's breast from her mouth as she grabbed both of Sue's buns with her hands, spreading her legs wide. Sue slipped between the new mom's legs, bringing their wet pussies into direct contact for the first time. Sue did a slow push up over her rival causing her boob to pop out of the new mom's mouth. Sue looked down into the new mom's eyes as she panted.
"Don't move!" Sue commanded as she grabbed both of the new mom's wrists, forcing them above her head. "I'm gonna make you cum now you bitch!" Sue said as she flipped her right leg over the new mom's left to mount her. Without a struggle, the new mom said, "Then make me!" as she lifted her free leg and placed it up on Sue's shoulder. This position made their legs mesh like scissors. Sue held the new mom's leg with one hand as she lowered her sopping pussy down onto the new mom's waiting pussy. Even though she had released the new mom's wrists, she left them lying above her head in a submissive position. Sue began by slowly gyrating her hips, forcing their pussy lips to slip and slide together like two people kissing. The new mom moaned as she arched her back and lifted her pelvis up off the bed to keep their pussies glued together. Sue gradually increased her rhythm as the two women met each other's thrusts.
"Make me cum!…Make me cum!" the new mom groaned as she thrashed her hair back and forth on the bed. Sue was now literally bouncing up and down on top of the new mom as she powerfully fucked her. She could feel her swollen clit diving deeply into the folds of the new mom's pussy each time she thrust downward. OH GOD!….YOU FUCKING BITCH!" the new mom yelled as she thrashed under Sue. Sue then reached out with her free hand to squeeze and pull on the new mom's left nipple. The new mom then grabbed Sue's wrist, guiding two fingers into her mouth. She sucked Sue's fingers deeply, licking them with her tong. She pulled the slick fingers out and placed them on her erect nipple. Sue twirled her wet fingers around the new mom's areola, occasionally flicking the nipple knobs.
OH GOD!…..Yeeeeessssss!!!!!!!!" the new mom yelled as her body arched and stiffened. Sue ground their pussies together as deeply as possible, struggling to stay on top of the wildly thrashing new mom.
Once the new mom's violent orgasm subsided, both women collapsed next to each other on the bed.
The End