CATS AND CLAWS: The Cat vs. The Panther - by JB57
Jennifer Martin smiled and stretched luxuriously, enjoying the play of the
steaming hot water on her voluptuous body. She arched her back and tucked her
stomach, causing her round, thick tits to emerge from the soapy water like two
small, sensuous islands of meat, the long, stiff nipples like little brown
lighthouses. She stretched her long, tan, beautifully muscled legs, pointing her
toes towards the far wall of the extravagant bathroom in which she lounged,
luxuriating in the pleasure of a hot bath. Her golden blonde hair was tied in a
neat knot at the nape of her neck.
Jennifer had just woken from an enticing erotic dream, something that had made
her very excited and horny, but which was now subsiding into the recesses of her
mind. She tried to hold onto what the dream was about, but it faded away like a
morning mist, leaving her only with feelings of intense arousal.
“Oh well,” Jennifer murmured to herself. She looked across the bathroom to
where, on the far wall, a massive flatscreen TV displayed a vivid image of porn.
She had been watching this before nodding off to sleep. Undoubtedly, it affected
her dreams.
A familiar purr sounded beside her head and a tiny pink tongue began roughly
licking her earlobe.
Jenn smiled and turned to see Mr. Puss, her beautiful black cat, still proudly
wearing the diamond necklace that she had stolen the night before.
“Well hello, Mr. Puss. Do you like the frosting mommy stole for you last night?”
The sleek black cat continued to purr and gave a little meow in response.
“Oh... you're always so understanding of my little weakness. Mommy loves you so
much”. Jenn smiled and rubbed noses with the cat. No matter how hard or busy her
day, Mr. Puss was always there for her.
Jennifer was the heiress to a billion dollar shipping empire by day and an
accomplished cat burglar by night. She obviously didn't need to steal for money
– rather, it was the adventure she craved and, especially, the intense sexual
thrill she got from pulling off a job successfully. Like a gambling addiction,
Jenn had developed a dependency on the rush that came from behaving badly.
“Ooo, I wonder if I made the afternoon news?” Jenn said to the cat, as she
noticed it was time for the TV news. Sudsy fingers punched a few buttons on the
built-in tub remote and the local broadcast began to blare into the large and
spacious bathroom.
“In other news, police are still investigating a series of break-ins at some of
Starcity's most luxurious homes,” the gorgeous blonde announcer reported.
“Details are still forthcoming, but the MO fits that of the master female
criminal known only as 'the Cat'.”
Jenn smiled wider and sank deeper into her marble tub again. A pulse of pure
erotic pleasure coursed through her voluptuous body.
“You hear that, Mr. Puss? Mommy is famous. Mommy can't be beaten. Mommy is
amazing!” Jennifer shouted at the top of her lungs. She smiled, throwing back
her arms, spraying the room with soapy water.
Mr. Puss continued to purr his support and began licking his paw.
The news anchor continued. “It appears that the Cat chose to break into two
wealthy homes last night. Police are investigating the possibility that she has
an accomplice.”
“WHAT!?”
Jenn sat up with a splash, her massive naked tits springing to life. Mr. Puss
hissed and darted from the room.
The livid blonde whipped a bottle of shampoo against the wall and shouted at the
television, “What do you mean I hit two homes last night?! What the hell is
going on here?!”
The newscast continued to give an account of the two stolen items: the diamond
necklace, currently being worn by Mr. Puss, and a rare Egyptian mummified egg –
both from private collections.
“And who steals some stupid egg?” Jenn shouted as she stared at the TV in
disbelief.
The buxom blonde killed the TV and pondered the new information. She slowly sank
back into the frothing tub water, mumbling to herself.
“How incredibly rude,” she fumed. “I can't be imitated. I'm the Cat, dammit!”
Jenn began massaging her amazing breasts and playing with her erect nipples.
“Some other bitch thinks she can masquerade as me? Well, that cunt better have
another think coming!”
Jenn gripped the sides of her marble tub and expertly, gracefully, effortlessly
pulled herself into a perfect hand stand. A moment later she flipped and landed
on all fours on the floor in a feline pose.
Jenn pulled herself to her full height and stood with her hands on her meaty
hips while examining the naked reflection of perfection in the partially steamed
mirror. She saw a woman of incredible beauty – thick, round, spectacular tits
topped a powerfully muscled and voluptuously curved body. Her abdomen was taut
and toned, centered by a thin, narrow navel. Her hips were wide and inviting and
swept gracefully into a powerful, high round ass behind and smooth, thick thighs
and strong, sleek calves beneath. Even her feet were perfect. Her face was
gorgeous. Her blue eyes blazed with vitality and her thick blonde hair was cut
short so that it just covered her neck.
“That other chick has nothing on me,” Jenn assured herself as she admired her
luscious body. Jenn flexed her torso and watched as her huge tits seemed to nod
in agreement. The beautiful blonde smiled at her reflection. If there was
another cat burglar in town, if there was another woman out there imitating her,
Jenn swore she would find the bitch and destroy her, in every way one woman
could destroy another. A powerful sexual thrill radiated through her perfect
body and she smiled wider.
Jenn was still a little miffed when she pulled up to the huge Johnson estate
that evening. Her expensive European sports car roared to a stop in the
mansion’s crescent-shaped driveway. The door was opened by a tiny mouse of a
valet. He could not hide the smile on his face as the long legged, busty blonde
bombshell slid from the driver’s seat. Jenn was wearing a cream-colored dress,
with a plunging neckline, barely-there spaghetti straps that left most of her
shoulders and upper part of her chest naked, and a slit that went all the way up
her thigh. The parts of the dress that actually covered her body fit her like a
skintight sheath.
Jenn was carrying a short, expensive coat in case it got cool later and a small
purse. She pulled a $50 tip from her purse and handed it to the valet, while
giving him generous view of her deep, thick cleavage and her long, tanned legs.
.
“You'll take good care of my baby, won't you?” she purred at the young man.
“She's expensive.”
Completely flustered by the gorgeous woman in front of him, the young man
managed to nod his head.
Jenn smiled. “Good.” She quickly strode toward the mansion, her meaty hips
seeming to wave goodbye, her powerful ass rippling beneath her tight dress.
The usual flock of socialites gathered around Jennifer as she was announced. She
made small talk for an hour or so before finally managing to excuse herself and
break away from the small crowd of men she managed to attract.
The mansion was packed with Starcity's super elite. Jenn frowned to herself as
she pushed her way through the crowd. She knew she was going to have to come
back later tonight if she wanted to steal something. Jenn worked her way across
the massive room until she was standing before the family display cases.
The usual assortment of diamonds, rubies, sapphires and other precious stones
were on display. Jenn began speculating on what would look good on her in the
tub. Suddenly, a sensation began to pulse in her nipples. Her girls were growing
hard and angry under the thin but expensive material that was draped over them.
It wasn't a new sensation for the fabulously busty blonde. Every once in a
while, two Alpha females find themselves in close proximity and begin
unconsciously emitting a pheromone which signals their presence and their
status. Once the females are aware of each another, the universe stops and holds
its breath until a top Alpha emerges.
Out of the corner of her eye, Jenn saw a huge pair of breasts come to a stop
beside her. The way the fabric on the front the other woman's dress was pitched
like a tent told her that this was the other Alpha in question.
As casually as she could, Jenn slowly turned her head and took in the other
woman. A pair of gorgeous green eyes turned and stared into Jenn’s own amazing
blues. A raven haired ying had emerged to challenge the platinum blonde yang.
The two women allowed their eyes to drift up and down all the dangerous curves
they had on display that evening. The black-haired woman was wearing a “little
black dress.” Her display of cleavage and her muscular, tanned legs were every
bit as impressive as Jenn’s. With a look of mutual lust and understanding, the
buxom bitches rotated themselves and brought their fleshy weapons to bear. They
placed their hands on their wide, womanly hips and confronted each other, while
noting that their massive tits rested only a hair's breadth apart. As the
gorgeous women glared into each other’s eyes, they sensed their enraged nipples
desperately trying to tear through their cloth prisons to challenge the opposing
pair.
The loud, crowded room was oblivious to the epic sexual showdown happening in
the darkened corner.
For more than a minute, the women glared into each other, their powerful bodies
aligning, their sexual power and arousal growing. Finally, the mysterious
brunette broke the silence between them.
“You must be the Jenn everyone's been comparing me to all night.”
Jenn stiffened a little and scowled at the snotty bitch in-front of her.
“And you must be an absolute nobody trying to boob her way into a social circle
that's clearly out of her league.”
The brunette was unfazed by the blonde's verbal assault. She just gave Jenn a
little smirk.
“Yeah, everyone says you're super bitchy. Looks like they were totally right,
too.”
Jenn set her jaw and continued to scowl at the other woman. She was not used to
being put in her place. The brunette smiled and continued.
“Is that how you got into this little elitist club, hon? Did you just boob your
way in?”
The blonde felt her beautiful face start to get hot. Jenn’s nipples began to
throb even harder. It was all she could do to not tear open her dress and
'out-boob' the snotty brunette right there and then.
“That's right, hon,” Jenn replied. “They took one look at me and my girls and
rolled out the red carpet. But looking at what you bring to the party, I'm still
wondering how the hell you got in here.”
The brunette’s frown deepened. Her gorgeous green eyes narrowed as she studied
the blonde's massive rack and mentally compared it to her own.
“Why don't you come find me later, Jenn?” the brunette said quietly. “We can
have a much deeper, longer conversation in private.”
She paused for a moment and glanced around a little before continuing, “I bet
our girls would love to chat as well.” The brunette’s eyes bore into Jenn’s blue
gaze. Both women felt their nipples swell, their thick tits grow even harder.
Both women were rewarded with their nipples finally growing large enough to span
the tiny distance separating them and to make contact through their gowns. The
resulting sensation sent a pulse of pure pleasure through both women and put a
smile on their faces. Jenn’s blue eyes blazed with heat as she stared deeply
into the gorgeous green eyes of her new rival. The women saw the mutual hate and
lust that sent a powerful erotic thrill coursing through their luscious bodies.
“What's your name, sweetheart?” Jenn purred, her voice throaty.
“I'm Britney Johnson, you blonde-haired bimbo,” the brunette whispered hoarsely.
“Welcome to my uncle's estate.”
With that, the brunette dragged her stiff nipples across the blonde's nips,
sending another aching burst of pleasure through both women’s throbbing tits.
Jenn and Britney both gasped at the sensual contact. Then, with a final shared
glare, Britney turned on her heel and disappeared into the crowd.
Jenn watched as Britney retreated; her nipples gradually relaxed, signaling that
her rival was no longer in the immediate area. She wondered if Britney was at
the Johnson’s mansion for a visit or if she was actually staying at the mansion.
The buxom blonde had already decided that the Cat would be calling on the
Johnsons that night; now, with the potential of a titanic titfight (and maybe
much, much more!) tossed in the mix, the possibilities were enough to make her
crotch dampen with excitement! Jennifer was glad she was wearing a thong, or
else sex juice might be trickling down the inside of her bare, luscious thighs.
The evening wore on. Jenn continued going through the social motions. Every half
hour or so, she would catch a glimpse of Britney across the room. Both women
were constantly surrounded by at least a half dozen men, making it impossible
for them to 'chat' further. As the hour grew late, the crowd finally began to
dissipate. Jenn found herself getting more excited in anticipation of her
“conversation” with Britney.
Around 2:30 am, Jenn finally spied Britney at the coat check. The blonde
approached her brunette rival from behind. Britney’s buzzing nipples alerted her
to Jenn's proximity and she turned with a little frown on her beautiful face.
“Running off before we can have a little chat, Britney?” Jenn murmured, leaning
in close to her foe. “Or does chatting with me scare the hell out of you?”
A little smile crossed the brunette's lips before she answered.
“No, Jenn. I am really looking forward to having a long, drawn out conversation
with you. But not tonight. I've still got some things to do before tomorrow and
I'm running out of time.”
The blonde stuck out her lower lip and made a pouty face. “Aw... but we have so
much to talk about”.
“Yes we do”, smiled the brunette. “And we will talk. I guarantee it. We’ll talk
long and very, very hard. But later.”
Britney made a kissy face at Jenn and quickly strode out the door – leaving
behind a very disappointed looking blonde.
“Humph. She was just scared to go boob-to-boob with me,” Jenn muttered as she
signaled for her own coat to be brought.
At 3:30 AM that morning, Jenn glided past the main gate of the huge Johnson
estate in a jet black, electric sports car that had been designed for stealth.
The party appeared to be over. Most of the manor was dark and there was no
activity, except for one or two security guards making regular patrols around
the grounds. There were a few lights on in the house, but the upper stories and
the central ballroom, where she had seen the jewels, were dark.
Jenn continued on, driving along the estate wall before pulling down a service
road and parking her car a short distance away from the high stone fence
surrounding the property. Silently, Jenn stepped out of her vehicle and removed
her black trench coat. She was wearing a black, skin tight, nylon leotard which
covered her gorgeous body. The catsuit zipped up in front and she had the zipper
pulled low on her chest, exposing considerable lush cleavage. Over her head, she
wore a cowl that completely covered her face and head, leaving room only for her
eyes, mouth, chin and the tip of her nose. Her hair was tied into a tight bun at
the nape of her neck. The material was durable enough so that it didn't tear
easily but stretchy enough to allow her to move with absolute freedom and
silence.
The blonde applied a generous amount of her favorite lipstick for good luck. She
leaped to the top of the stone wall. From her vantage point, she noted all of
the visible motion activated lights on the property. With a final smirk, she
silently dropped onto the Johnson property.
In full stealth mode, Jenn darted across the grounds to the side of the large,
stone building. What appeared to be a bathroom window on the 3rd floor was her
best chance for gaining entrance to the manor house.
Using advanced parkour techniques, the Cat scaled the side of the building. She
leaped and grabbed hold of the bathroom windowsill. With a little grunt, she
pulled herself up to the window and silently slid it open. She smiled to
herself, wondering why no one ever bothered to alarm or even lock the 3rd floor
bathroom window. Jenn moved to the bathroom door and pressed her covered ear to
it. Hearing nothing, she quickly opened the door to avoid any squeaking from the
hinges.
Silently, the Cat made her way down through the house and into the main entrance
way. She paused for a moment, then melted into the shadows as a security guard
shone his light in through the huge foyer. Not detecting anything amiss, the
guard continued on his rounds.
Smiling to herself, Jenn slinked across the large entrance way and opened the
door to the display room using a specially crafted skeleton key she had acquired
for this job. Silently closing the door behind her, she made her way across the
darkened room to the display case containing the Johnson family jewels, against
the far wall.
Two steps in however, Jenn froze. A familiar buzzing in her nipples alerted her
to the presence of another in the room. The buxom blonde arched her back, placed
her hands on her hips and faced a dark corner roughly 10 meters in-front of her.
“I know you're there,” Jenn whispered into the dark. “Come out and let me see
you.”
After a moment, a woman slowly stepped from out of the shadows. It was like
looking in a mirror. Like the Cat, this woman was wearing a full, skintight
black body suit and a cowl that hid most of her face. There was no hiding that
this woman’s body was incredible, easily rivaling Jenn’s voluptuousness. Her
body was, like Jenn’s, a perfect combination of athletic muscularity and raw
feminine curvaceousness. Even her beautiful breasts equaled Jenn’s prodigious
chest. Like Jenn, the woman had the zipper on her suit pulled low on her chest,
exposing a healthy amount of cleavage. The woman matched Jenn's pose and slowly
walked toward her. Jenn slowly advanced as well.
Both women’s large, angry nipples become fully erect as the distance between
them closed. The hardening shafts easily tented the black body suits, making the
women’s nipples fully visible in the dim light. The women slowly, silently
circled one another in the dark with only the light from the moon and distant
street lamps shining through the large bay window.
The mysterious woman spoke first. “You must be the Cat,” she purred, her voice a
low, throaty growl.
“I am. And what do I call you?”
“You may call me...the Panther.”
Jenn gave a low snort.
“Not big on originality, are you? You even copied my costume.”
The Panther gave a low chuckle.
“Are you sure you didn't copy me? I'm not new to the game you know.”
The women stopped circling and paused for a moment in the darkness. Jenn could
feel the sexual power, the tension, building between them. This woman was
another Alpha, like her. Even more, she was an Alpha intruding into Jenn’s
territory. Both women understood that they had to work out which of them was
dominant and whose territory this was and they had to do it now. After what
seemed like an eternity, each beauty took a half step toward the other. The tips
of their nipples came into delicious contact.
The women could feel each other smiling in the darkness as their bodies flooded
with mutual sexual energy and excitement. Even through their body suits, they
could feel each other’s throbbing nipples and sexual power. For long minutes,
the women stood in a mirrored pose as their long nipples explored and challenged
one another. With expert precision, they slowly met tip to tip in an attempt to
bend and pin the other woman's nips to her breasts. Neither woman's thick,
rubbery nips gave any ground to their opponent’s beautiful shafts, however.
The women began to breathe more heavily as their excitement increased. The
intimate contact flooded the rival women’s delicious bodies with sexual
hormones. Their hearts pounded as their bodies grew more and more aroused. Their
pussies became wet and hot and tight. After several erotic minutes exploring the
other’s thick, throbbing nipples through their nylon clothing, the Panther
finally broke the silence.
“You've got a nice pair of tits, Cat. They're almost as amazing as my own,” the
Panther breathed, her voice catching with the excitement of her growing desire.
“You're no slouch in the titty department either, little kitty,” Jenn replied.
"But my girls have no equal.” Jenn’s voice, too, was choked with excitement.
The Panther smiled and licked her lips in the darkness.
“Oh, I think my girls would disagree. Perhaps it's time for some serious girl
talk?”
The Cat nodded and licked her own lips.
“Yes. I think the girls need to discuss whose turf this is. There's only room
for one big boob thief in this town.”
“I couldn't agree more,” purred the Panther. She held up her gloved hands and
spread her fingers. The Cat took the cue and interlocked her fingers with those
of her rival. The feline femme fatales raised their locked hands above their
heads and slowly, slowly leaned into one another. Their rock solid nipples
jabbed painfully into the taut, hot breast flesh that now engulfed them. Their
cat suits stretched to their fullest as their bountiful bosoms mushroomed out
from between their firm torsos. Their titflesh spilled out from the front of
their skintight suits, sensuous bare flesh rubbing and mashing into sensuous
bare flesh. Jenn felt the Panther’s hot, sweet breath on her face as she
strained to overcome her rival. The women’s equally massive tits flattened
against each other until they formed four meaty pads of succulent flesh that
refused to yield any further. Their nipples crushed and throbbed painfully,
deliciously deep within their mashed tits. The women groaned as a combination of
pain and intense pleasure rippled from their crushed, struggling tits to the
rest of their bodies.
The women grunted with exertion as they quietly pushed into one another, their
incredible bodies straining. Jenn had rarely encountered another woman as
physically powerful as she was. Part of her secretly thrilled to the realization
that this incredible bitch seemed to be her equal in every way. But another part
of her was driven into a red-hot rage by this same realization. Grunting and
gasping, continuing to keep the focus of their battle on their bulging,
throbbing tits, the two feline burglars staggered quietly around the large room,
each intent on proving herself and her breasts superior to the other woman’s.
The silent erotic confrontation went on for many minutes, the only sounds the
occasional moans or gasps from the struggling women, the sound of nylon
whispering on nylon, and the scuffing of feet on carpet as the women sought to
find better footing. The Cat and the Panther found themselves growing damp with
sweat. Their sweaty tits mashed and both women moaned deeper at the sensual
contact of bare flesh to flesh as the titflesh overflowed from their suits.
Suddenly, the battling bitches heard the sound of an approaching security guard.
The women pushed away from one another, each disappearing into a darkened corner
of the room. The guard shone his light in the window for a moment, before
continuing on his rounds.
With the room now mostly dark again, the Cat began stalking her prey. She moved
silently, crouched over with her claws extended, scanning for signs of her
rival.
“Here kitty, kitty, kitty…,” Jenn whispered into the darkness.
The sound of feet moving on carpet, coming up behind her, drew the Cat's
attention. Jenn spun around but was a little too slow. The Panther came crashing
into her. The women fell to the floor, quickly tangling together on the carpeted
surface as they rolled around, each trying to gain and hold the top position.
The titfighters muffled their grunts and groans as best they could. Their
enraged tits stabbed and smacked into each other, their long, strong bodies
writhed and strained, muscle to muscle, as each woman fought to dominate the
other.
Jenn managed to score the top position for a moment and gave a triumphant “Ha!”
Moments later however, the Panther managed to flip the Cat over her head and
into the wall with a loud thud. The women instantly froze and listened. After
several moments, they heard nothing. They reached for each other and quietly,
viciously, their delicious battle continued.
On their knees with their fingers interlocked once more, the women began bashing
their boobs together in earnest. Soon they achieved a rhythmic, savage mammary
mashing beat. As meat met meat, a loud clapping sound joined the grunts and
groans being forced from the two increasingly aroused combatants. For a full two
minutes, the buxom women slammed their fleshy weapons into each other with
reckless abandon. As the women became more passionate, more enraged and aroused,
the slaps grew louder and the grunts began to turn to sharp screams of rage,
effort and desire. The noises began to echo off the walls of the large trophy
room.
The noise attracted another guard. The women barely had time to push each other
away and meld into the darkness before the guard shone his light into the room.
This time, the man scanned the room from the doorway, looking for any indication
that the sounds he dimly heard might be coming from this room.
Crouched behind a couch, Jenn panted softly in the darkness and cupped her
throbbing breasts. She shuddered as she caressed her rock-hard nipples. The
material of her catsuit was beginning to fray and distend. It was not designed
for fighting, just for comfort and maneuverability. Her magnificent tits were on
the verge of falling out of the suit’s meager restraint. Even more, she was
naked under her suit and the constant sexual friction between her body and that
of her rival was proving to be fantastically stimulating. Her crotch was wet
with lubrication and her clit was starting to pulse with need. Jenn smiled,
unable to contain her excitement. She knew how this battle had to be decided.
Tit to tit would not be enough.
The security guard finally seemed satisfied that nothing was amiss in the
ballroom. He left to continue his rounds.
“Do you give up?” the Cat whispered into the darkness.
“Funny, I was just about to ask you the same question,” the Panther replied, her
disembodied voice coming out of the shadows.
“Come on then. Let's finish this!” Jenn snarled. The Cat moved into the dim
light spilling from the bay window and jutted out her proud chest, waiting for
the Panther to answer her challenge. A moment later, the other woman appeared.
The Panther’s catsuit was giving way in front. As Jenn watched, the other woman
reached up and unzipped the front of the suit, opening the rest of the chest
area of the suit. The Panther then pulled the suit wider, letting her
magnificent tits bounce free, reflecting the light from the window. Jenn smiled,
her grin lit by excitement and raw lust. She unzipped her own top, freeing her
massive boobs. The thick, round orbs jiggled deliciously as they bounced in the
open air. With a mutual groan, the rivals threw themselves into each other’s
arms, mashing their massive tits together once again. For the first time, bare
nipple met bare nipple and the women stifled cries of sheer erotic joy.
“You're starting to soften up, Panther,” Jenn panted at her enemy, as she
rotated her naked tits hard against the other woman’s boobs. “You're not as firm
as you were when we started. I feel those soft little bags getting weak.”
“Oh, you're one to talk, Cat,” the Panther gasped in reply. “I'm practically
spreading your saggy little tits flat at this point.” The other woman worked her
tits up and down against Jenn’s thick, solid pair, desperately trying to grind
her opponent down. The women’s nipples stabbed and grated on each other, finally
twisting together and locking, sending spasms of delight through the battling
women.
“We'll see who spreads who flat, you dumb bitch!” the Cat snapped.
“Oh, name calling are we now?” the Panther snarled. “Fine, cunt, let’s see how
much you've got left in the tank!”
The women tightened their powerful arms around each other’s backs and began a
crushing bear hug. The Cat and the Panther wrapped their bodies together.
Muscular legs laced tight, pulling their bellies into solid contact. Their
crotches pressed hard. The gorgeous women soon began to grunt and gasp for air
as they attempted to squeeze the life from one another.
The incredibly sexy vixens continued their sensual struggle, their bodies
grinding and undulating against each other with increasing force and passion.
Their crotches rubbed smoothly, the nylon whispering in the dark. They pressed
their covered foreheads together and attempted to push one another back as their
chest bursting hug continued and even intensified, each woman determined to
physically overpower the other. The thick pads of their succulent titflesh
squashed and fused, incredibly dense breasts straining against each other,
resisting the titanic compression, taking on the form of meaty balloons that
seemed on the verge of bursting. For long minutes the women worked against each
other, neither able to gain a discernible advantage. Their bodies grew wet with
sweat, their ragged pants filled the air. Still, they continued to writhe and
grind, naked tits almost melting into one sensual, fleshy mass beneath the
intense pressure and the sexual stimulation. Their rock hard nipples pulsed and
throbbed, trapped and fused into one within the women’s titflesh.
Jenn and the Panther began to see stars as they moaned and trembled, getting
closer and closer to crushing each other into unconsciousness. Finally, the
women could not take it any longer. Gasping, they pushed each other away and
staggered back, their bare breasts jiggling in the dim light, their chests
heaving as they struggled to recover.
“Fucker,” Jenn gasped at her foe, her body on fire with need, her ribs aching
from the mutual bear hug. She wanted desperately to defeat this woman and
humiliate her, but she was barely able to stand.
“Cuntlicker,” the other woman shot back. The Panther also seemed unsteady on her
feet. She leaned over, placing her hands on her knees, gasping for breath. Her
mammoth breasts hung down, quivering with her pants, but still firm and round.
Suddenly, the Panther dropped to her knees on the rug. For a moment, Jenn
thought the other woman had passed out and she had won. But the Panther sat back
on her ass and spread her legs. Even in the dark, Jenn could see her rival
caressing her crotch. Jenn thought she could make out the woman’s deeply creased
vaginal slit under the skin tight garment.
“We’ve tested each other tit to tit,” the Panther purred “Let’s see what you’ve
got between your legs, bitch. This is where the real power is.”
Jenn’s dizziness intensified. It took her a moment to realize that what she was
feeling was a spike of incredible lust. Her hot cunt, already sopping wet,
suddenly lubricated powerfully, soaking the catsuit between her legs. She
lowered her hand to her twat and gently stroked her throbbing clit through the
wet material. She could feel it clearly through the cloth, its rock-hard,
marble-sized head, pulsing with hunger. She swallowed deeply, licked her dry
lips, then dropped to her knees and began to crawl towards the Panther in the
dark. When she was close, she pushed back to sit on her ass and spread her legs
wide.
“Then let’s see who has got the power, bitch.” Jenn tried to snarl, but her
voice caught as a wave of intense sexual excitement washed over her. She stroked
her throbbing clit, mirroring the Panther’s eager efforts to stimulate and
harden her own clit. The two sex warriors readied themselves for intimate, clit
to clit combat. Jenn wished there were a way to unzip her catsuit all the way
down to her crotch.
The women moved towards each other, left legs slipping over rights, their
nylon-based catsuits sliding like silk. The Cat and the Panther pressed their
soaking wet cunts hard together, bracing their bodies with their hands as they
rammed their rock-hard clits directly into each other. The women threw back
their heads and moaned uncontrollably, neither woman even trying to conceal the
sounds of their shared sexual violation. They bucked hard, keeping their clits
locked against each other, grinding furiously. Their naked tits jiggled
enticingly with each hard thrust. Even through the cloth of two catsuits, the
women felt the excruciating pleasure of their clits grating and grinding,
jousting savagely. The smooth nylon of the garments added a slick friction to
the mutual sexual assault. Their crotches grew sopping wet as their ravenously
hungry cunts lubricated over and over. The Cat and the Panther wrapped their
legs around each other’s hips, locking each other in place. They lifted their
asses off the ground as they rammed and rubbed and crushed their sexhorns into
each other, both women straining to drive the other over the edge, to fuck the
other into submission, to prove to both of them who had the greater control, the
stronger cunt, to show which of them was the superior woman.
The women humped and pumped each other viciously, leaning back to allow the
greatest pressure between their warring cunts. Their moans and groans of
pleasure soon became unfiltered cries and screams of pure sexual joy. Their tits
bounced exuberantly, their asses rippled with effort, their hips rocked and
thrust, driving their clits together, keeping them in constant, ecstatic
contact. They fucked rhythmically, savagely. Jenn could hardly believe what she
was doing, but it felt far, far too good to stop. Vaguely, in the back of her
mind, she knew that they were making too much noise. But the mutual fucking they
were giving to each other was too delicious, their shared need to fuck each
other was too great, for either woman to care.
Suddenly, the bucking, heaving, moaning women were enveloped in a powerful beam
of light!
“Hey you two! What are you doing in there?” cried the security guard from
outside the window. The guard called for backup even as the Cat and the Panther
pushed away from each other, rolling to their feet, somewhat unsteadily.
“This... isn't... over... bitch,” the Cat gasped, her body vibrating with
unreleased sexual tension.
“Any... time... any... where... cunt,” came the weak reply.
The two women now fumbled around trying to orient themselves, even as the sound
of running, approaching footsteps echoed in the house and the lights began to
turn on in the mansion. Jenn had worked out her escape route, but she could not
get her bearings. Her mind was too sex-addled to figure out where was the window
that she had chosen as her exit and she had not had time to open the window’s
lock, anyway. She knew she needed to improvise and give herself some time to
come down from the sexual high.
The door to the trophy room burst open, framing a large security guard standing
with a flashlight held as a weapon. He was no match for the pair of buxom
raiders, however, as the two voluptuous women basically ran him over. Sprinting
into the deep, still-dark areas of the mansion, the Cat and the Panther
separated. Alarms were blaring in and outside of the home .Jenn became desperate
to find a way out. The Cat escaped into the lower floors of the house, where she
found herself in a laundry room. She managed to jimmy open a small window. Since
the alarms had already been tripped, she didn't bother with anything fancy.
After waiting for a security guard to run past, the Cat skillfully dived through
the window and sprinted for the hedge across the yard. The sound of dogs barking
in the distance spurred her on as she leapt to the stone fence. She pulled
herself over the top of the wall and jumped down to freedom.
Jenn quickly made her way through the shadows to where she hid her electric car.
The sound of the barking dogs was getting ever closer.
Noiselessly, Jenn’s electric sports car quickly sped away and into the night.
Jenn breathed a sigh of relief, but her body was still vibrating with unrelieved
sexual tension. The fucking she and her rival had administered to each other had
been incredible, made doubly good by the risks of doing what they were doing
where they were doing it. To not reach the peak of pleasure angered and
frustrated her. Once she was safe, she fully intended to spend a lot of time
tonight relieving that unrelieved pressure. She wondered what had happened to
the Panther. The bitch was good. Even more, the bitch was a fantastic fuck. Jenn
hated the other woman, but she desperately wanted her too. She wanted to break
the bitch, to control and master her, to match her cunt and tits with the whore
and prove which of them was really the better woman. If that meant hours and
hours of sheer sexual ecstasy – well, that was just a delicious bonus.
Jenn smiled as she sped down the highway back into the city. She was sure that
she had not seen the last of her sexy rival. She looked forward to their next
meeting.
To be continued:
Cats and Claws, Part II:
Jenn wrapped her trench coat tightly around her. She managed a weak smile to the
front desk attendant as she strode through the lobby of her expensive downtown
loft. It was almost 5am and many of the social elite were stumbling in from a
night of debauchery Jenn hoped the attendant thought she was just one of the
crowd and did not look too closely at the black tights she was wearing. But,
even if he noticed, she reasoned that he would assume she was out performing
some debauchery of her own. When she thought about the hot sex that had finished
her night, the perception was not really wrong.
Jenn took her private elevator up to her penthouse apartment. Finally, safe at
home, she collapsed on her overstuffed couch. Mr. Puss appeared and began
licking his Mommy's face.
“Mr. Puss…,” Jenn whispered, “you'll never guess what happened to me tonight.”
The cat gave her a curious stare, then wandered off to do its cat things. Jenn
remained on the couch, going over the experience in the Johnson mansion in her
mind. She especially focused on the sensations of her battle with the Panther,
the intense feeling of her clit grinding at the other woman’s clit through two
layers of clothing. God, how good it would feel without anything between them.
She shuddered with lust at the thought.
Jenn relaxed back in the couch and began to stroke her pussy through the
catsuit. The outfit was ruined. She unzipped the suit as far down as it would
go, all the way down her belly, exposing her navel. She slipped her hand into
the suit and down to her vulva. She began stroking and teasing the hot, wet
flesh, the tantalizing fuck slit, which continued to boil with heat. She
shuddered as she gently thumbed her swollen clit. She closed her eyes and
imagined the Panther, the feel of the other woman’s body and the exquisite
pleasure of grinding her rock-like clit on the other woman’s equally hard, hot,
wet nub. Jenn moaned with pleasure. She threw back her head, bit her lower lip,
and gasped with sexual joy as her hand worked her aching clit and her sopping
wet cunt.
She was just starting to get fully into her masturbation when she was
interrupted by a beep from her private elevator camera.
“Who the hell is ringing me at 5 in the morning??” Jenn snapped. The beep
sounded again. Reluctantly, she pulled her hand out of her cunt and picked up
her android tablet. Jenn’s elevator cam revealed a familiar brunette wearing a
large trench coat. Britney spoke into the elevator mike..
“Jenn? It's me, Britney. I'm sorry for the early call, but I have to speak with
you immediately.”
The blonde pressed a button on her computer to reply.
“It's a little early don't you think? I'm not in the mood to finish that
discussion we started earlier.”
The brunette paused for a moment before speaking into the mike again.
“Can I please just come up? It's important."
“Fine,” came the curt reply.
Jenn stood up from the couch and wrapped her trench coat around her catsuit
again. If Britney wanted to match tits with her right now, Jenn was not sure her
body could stand up to the challenge. More importantly, she was too distracted
by her encounter with the Panther to have the same desire for the confrontation
with Britney. But, then again, maybe titfighting, beating, then fucking Britney
would be a good way to take off that edge.
The private elevator doors opened and Britney stepped into Jenn's penthouse. The
blonde approached her brunette visitor, ignoring the sensation in her nipples as
they once again begin to tingle and stiffen.
“Well, what do you want?” Jenn asked in a tired and impatient voice.
Britney did not say anything. Instead, she took a good look at Jenn and the
black stockings and gloves protruding from beneath Jenn’s trenchcoat.
“What the hell are you looking at? What do you...,”Jenn trailed off as she saw
the dark nylon covering the brunette's hands and feet.
Britney locked eyes with Jenn. “I knew it. I knew it was you.” Slowly, the
gorgeous brunette untied her trench coat and pulled it open, before letting it
fall to the floor. The Panther now stood in the Cat's abode. The other woman’s
magnificent breasts filled the gaping crevasse of her unzipped collar. Her
skintight outfit looked bedraggled.
Jenn nodded slowly. Her own body had come alive. Her tits were throbbing, her
pussy was hot, hot. Slowly, she let her own coat fall to the floor, revealing
her own skintight catsuit, unzipped to the navel and wet with sweat and other
juices.
“You bitch.” Jenn breathed. “I should have known it was you. You’re a real cunt
to rob your own uncle.”
“You don’t know anything, whore,” Britney snapped. “But that doesn’t matter. I’m
here to settle with you, to finish what we started. Are you woman enough to take
me on?”
“You can bet your pussy I’m more woman that you could ever handle,” Jenn
breathed.
“Let’s find out,” Britney hissed, her eyes bright with lust and anger.
The women slowly circled one another in the brightly lit living room, their
lush, golden breasts now on full display, their voluptuous bodies outlined in
exquisite detail by the thin black suits. The women moved gracefully, silently,
matching the skill and focus of their namesakes.
Without another word, the women threw themselves at each other once again. Their
massive breasts mashed and spread, their arms twined around sleek, powerful
bodies. But the women took a more savage approach to their contest. No longer
required to be silent or restrained, Jenn and Britney shrieked and yelled at one
another as they stumbled around the room, their hands buried in each other’s
thick, short hair, their powerful bodies straining and twisting. They pulled
each other from one side of the room to the other, before falling in a furious
catball onto the expensive Persian rug in the foyer of Jenn’s beautiful
apartment. Limbs twined, biting and clawing at each other, pulling viciously at
each other’s hair, the women churned from one side of the foyer to the other,
screaming and snarling.
“You fuck, you filthy fucking cunt!” Jenn shrieked, her head a mass of agony as
they other woman tried to extract her hair by its roots. Jenn clawed and tore at
Britney’s catsuit, which ripped away easily, weakened by the sweat and savagery
of their struggle.
“Fucking filthy twat!” Britney screamed back. She shoved her massive tits hard
into Jenn’s bulbous chest. Both women were now topless, their catsuits lying in
shreds around them. As they continued to roll, curse and scream at each other,
they continued to ravage the other woman’s outfit. After twenty minutes of
savage, exhausting battle, both women had succeeded in stripping each other
completely naked. Their desire to dominate and destroy each other refused to
abate.
Nude, lying side by side, each with one hand in her opponent's hair and one
firmly grasping her opponent's breast, the sexual warriors lay in a sullen
stalemate once more, their wet bodies sprawled over the length of the Persian
rug. Their inner thighs were wet with pussy juice which continued to trickle
down to the expensive carpeting.
The women lay tangled together, panting and glaring at each other in silent
rage, neither able to gain an advantage, both too tired to continue, but neither
willing to surrender.
Finally, the Cat broke the silent barrier.
“Ok, look Britney, I want to settle this as much as you do – but I'm not willing
to trash my place to do it. I'm already going to have to steam these carpets to
get the sweat stains out!”
“Fine,”panted the Panther. Slowly, both women released their death grips and sat
up to face one another. Their eyes took in the other woman’s naked perfection,
their wet, bare cunts and heavy, round tits. Britney and Jenn locked eyes again
and smiled at each other, their minds going to the same place.
“I'm not leaving until this is resolved though. I want this territory for
myself,” Britney purred, licking her lips and arching her back, presenting her
perfect tits and their hard nipples to Jenn in challenge.
“That’s not going to happen, baby,” Jenn smiled back, her voice deep and
throaty. She shifted her position so that she could spread her legs. The Panther
smiled hungrily as she gazed down into the Cat’s wet, bare fuckslit.
“So, how do you suggest we resolve our little dilemma?” Britney smiled, looking
deep into Jenn’s eyes.
“Well,” Jenn smiled back, getting up on her knees on the rug, “we’ve tried
punishing each other. But I think we hit on the right idea at the end in the
Johnson mansion.”
“I agree,” Britney said, getting up on her knees too, to face Jenn. The buxom
women pointed their massive, jiggling tits at each other. “Do you think you can
outsex me, blondie?” she asked, her voice a low, sensual growl.
“I think that my pussy is going to eat your juicy little cunt alive, baby,” Jenn
smiled back. Her eyes were glowing with lust. The idea that the delicious sex
she had been unable to finish was now within her grasp excited her in ways that
set her heart pounding. She ached with anticipation.
The Panther gave a little snort. “I'll outlast you without breaking a sweat,
honey.”
Both women began fingering themselves and massaging their tits.
“Let's take a shower, shall we?” Jenn suggested, her beautiful face shining with
heat.
The Cat slowly licked her lips as she took the Panther by the hand. The two
naked beauties walked across the apartment and entered Jenn’s spacious bedroom.
Jenn led her rival into her massive en suite and into the giant shower stall.
The two gorgeous women were soon lathering each other up, running their hands
over every inch of the other beauty’s succulent flesh. They softly stroked one
another as the hot water cascaded down their dangerous curves. They ran their
hands over taut, slippery tits; they squeezed and nibbled and sucked at burning
nipples. Jenn eagerly inserted two fingers into Britney’s wet, hot snatch and
stroked the brunette’s swelling clit. Britney sighed in delight and playfully
shoved two fingers up Jenn’s tight asshole, before thumbing the blonde’s clit.
The women kissed passionately as they shampooed each other's hair. Gently, they
used their enormous boobs to scrub each other down, eagerly slipping and sliding
their massive tits over and around each other. The women grew more and more
aroused with every passing moment.
Jenn pulled Britney back from their tongue twisting kiss by the hair. She looked
deep into her rival’s beautiful green eyes. “Oh baby,” Jenn moaned, “I’m going
to fuck your brains out. I’m going to suck every drop of cum out of your twat
and into my cunt.”
“You blonde bitch,” Britney moaned back, “My pussy is going to eat you alive.
Enough foreplay. Let’s go fuck.”
Jenn smiled. She turned off the shower. The women left the shower stall together
and then delighted in drying each other off, exploring each other’s tits and
hidden womanly crevasses with the soft, thick towels as they played with each
other. The women smiled at each other archly as they saw how wet both of their
pussies were.
Now squeaky clean, the busty rivals collapsed into bed together. Jenn and
Britney fell into each other’s arms and began kissing passionately, their
tongues twisting in their inosculated mouths, their hands deep in each other’s
hair. Their magnificent nude bodies writhed against each other. But after a few
minutes more of passionate kissing, the two exhausted, naked vixens found their
incredible bodies had reached some kind of limit. The excitement and pressure of
the day seemed to catch up to them at the same time. Despite their raw desire,
despite their shared anticipation of the sexual encounter they had begun but not
yet finished, they found themselves overcome by a wave of exhaustion. Plastered
together, Jenn and Britney drifted off to sleep in each other's arms.
Shortly after noon, Jenn's eyes opened to find a naked, buxom Britney bringing
her breakfast in bed. Their shared animosity was seemingly now gone. The two
naked women smiled at each other, both enjoying the building anticipation of the
hot, hard, hungry sex they knew they would eventually have. For now, the women
enjoyed one another's company. Through the magic of room-service, the two cat
burglars downed a hearty breakfast of eggs, toast, sausage and waffles together.
With breakfast over, the women got back to business.
“Well, baby,” Jenn smiled. She stretched out on the bed, her body mirroring
Britney’s naked form. “Time to take up where we left off last night. Do you
remember where we were?”
“Yes,” Britney smiled back. “I was just about to start sucking your cunt out
from the inside with my gorgeous pussy. I think shortly after that, you were
going to surrender and turn this territory over to me.”
“Hm,” Jenn grinned. “I remember it differently. I was just about to fuck you
senseless and kick you out of my hunting ground on your naked ass.”
“Well, we seem to have a disagreement, Jenn,” Britney murmured, stretching her
voluptuous body and tensing her muscles. “How do you propose we resolve it?”
“Why don’t we talk shop in my tub?” Jenn suggested. “It’s a nice warm place to
have a good, hard… conversation.”
Smiling, the naked beauties climbed off the bed and made their way to Jenn’s
bathroom. Jenn filled her giant soaking tub with warm water, then slowly climbed
in and settled in the warmth. Her massive golden orbs floated on the water,
meaty islands. Britney climbed into the tub from the other side. The buxom
beauties sat scissored end to end in the frothing water. Their aching, burning
cunts pressed tight to each other, slit to slit, fat, juicy pussy lips crushed
and mashed to fat, juicy cuntlips. The women smiled at each other feverishly,
their blood boiling with desire. What they had both wanted from the moment they
met was finally going to happen. They began to moan softly as their vulvas
started to undulate against each other.
The Cat licked her lips and looked at the Panther with lust gleaming in her
eyes. “So, since neither of us is going to move away and since we can't risk
running into each other on the job, I suggest we split the town in two. Right
down main street.” Jenn quivered as she felt her labia flattening and sucking to
Britney’s soft, hot labia. They were both pushing, forcing each other open. She
could sense Britney’s swollen, boiling clit reaching for her own sexnub.
Britney returned the lustful look and countered. “But the eastern half of the
city is mighty slim pickings compared to the West. Who gets what side?”
Jenn grinned ear to ear. “That's what we're about to find out, baby,” she
purred. “First one to orgasm has to take the east!”
Britney smiled back. “Mmmm I like it! And no cuts and bruises this way either!”
The women licked their lips and moaned loudly as they finally got down to the
business of fucking the other into submission. Their vulvas mashed into and
against one another under the frothing waters of Jenn's turbo tub. The women
thrust slow and hard, their thick-lipped pussies slowly and steadily pushing
into each other, their slick labia sliding and locking and melting into one, the
feelings of their meaty cunts mating sending both women into moans of exquisite
pleasure. Their meaty twats folded and sucked into one mass of pure erotic
sensation.
“Mmmmmmm,” Jenn groaned, straining to keep her eyes open as incredible pleasure
arced through her slowly, powerfully undulating body. “God, oh god, that feels
so good, baby….” the blonde gasped, her perfect body quivering with tension.
“Yes, yes, oh god, yessssss…finally,” Britney moaned, her hips and ass moving in
rhythm with Jenn’s penetrating thrusts, her massive tits rocking gently in the
hot water of the tub. The brunette threw back her head and groaned in ecstasy.
Harder and harder, Britney and Jenn fucked, working each other up the pleasure
curve. Their juicy, succulent cunt meat sealed and sucked into one hot mass.
Their pink inner vulvas spread and flattened to each other. Their rock-hard,
pulsing clits found each other. They ground and rubbed on each other
relentlessly, sending wave after wave of unbearable pleasure arcing through the
beautiful women’s slowly rippling bodies. Jenn and Britney’s moans of erotic
ecstasy grew louder and sharper, harmonizing as they rode each other into
orgasmic bliss.
The women braced their backs against the opposite sides of the tub and drove
their pussies as deep and hard into each other as they could go. Their grinding
clits received the full weight of the women’s bodies and strength as they fucked
powerfully. The water in the tub sloshed, coming close to splashing over the
sides, as the waves caused by the rivals’ rhythmic pumping and grinding raced
around the tub.
“Yes, fuck, fuck, yess!!” Jenn screamed. Her body was trembling with suppressed
sexual tension, every erogenous zone in her body was on fire with sensation. She
reached out with her hands; Britney grasped them. Their fingers intertwined,
palms pressed flat, the two bucking, grinding women screamed at each other as
they each struggled to hold back the incredibly powerful orgasms boiling in
their womanly bodies.
“Fuck, fuck, oh fuck, you cunt…” Britney moaned. Her body was aching with need,
her muscles were quivering with sexual tension. Her pussy squeezed and squeezed
Jenn’s thick, juicy meat and felt the delicious answering pressure in reply.
“God, oh god, you slut…,” Jenn cried out. She struggled desperately to keep the
orgasm building in her core from exploding. The pleasure was unbearable, but she
had to win this sexual struggle, she had to!
“Come to me, fucker,” Britney sobbed. She untwined her hands from Jenn’s and
reached for her blonde rival. Eagerly, the two gorgeous women wrapped their arms
around each other’s back, pulling each other into a nipple to nipple, tit
mashing bearhug. They locked together in a passionate, tongue-scouring kiss.
Their muscular bellies rippled against each other, their cunts wrestled and
sucked at each other furiously. Their throbbing clits fused into one in a spasm
of pure erotic heat, their fuckmeat slotted together and squeezed, powerful
vaginas closing on each other. Pleasure flowed through their muscles, their
flesh, filling them to overflowing and their beautiful bodies writhed in each
other’s arms, shuddering with sexual power and tension.
Shrieking in shared orgasmic ecstasy, Jenn and Britney exploded into each other.
Their bodies went as stiff as boards as their bellies pumped, skin flat to skin,
copious amounts of hot cum flowing from each woman into the other, mixing into a
steaming froth inside their locked bodies. The women threw back their heads and
screamed in mutual pleasure, their bodies shuddering in passion, erotic
sensations joining them together.
For almost five minutes, the two beautiful cat burglars rode each other into
orgasmic bliss. They clawed at each other’s slick backs and pulled on the
other’s rippling ass as they fucked each other to the end. Finally, they fell
back, their tits shaking as they floated on the surface of the hot, steaming
water.
“God, oh god, that was incredible,” Britney finally said, panting furiously.
“Yeah,” Jenn agreed, her blue eyes already growing feverish with desire. She
could not remember the last time she had been fucked so deliciously. “But no one
won that one. We went off at the same time.”
Britney sighed and settled back in the hot water. Her cunt was still locked and
fused, deep and hot, with Jenn’s amazing pussy. Britney squeezed; Jenn
immediately squeezed back. The women smiled at each other.
Britney put her bare foot on the opposite rim of the tub, next to Jenn’s head.
Jenn smiled as she took the foot and sucked the other woman’s toes.
“Best two out of three?” Britney asked, sitting forward to reach for Jenn. Jenn
smiled and reached for her rival. She shuddered with pleasure as her massive
tits mated, once more, with Britney’s matching rack. The women’s tongues teased
each other, before slipping into hot, wet mouths and tangling into sensuous,
spit-slicked knots. When they finally broke the kiss, Jenn and Britney were
panting with shared lust, both women intent on fucking once more. Settling back,
the blonde and brunette began grinding. Their muscular cunts worked deep and
hard into each other, their swollen clits sinking and pulsing deep into enemy
cuntmeat before sliding together to throb and pulse directly against each other.
The women began to pick up the pace, smiling at each other, their eyes bright
with lust, their bodies quivering with tension and effort. They fucked and
fucked, their grunts and moans growing to cries and screams, their curses
turning to sobs of pleasure. At the moment of absolute ecstasy, they threw their
arms around each other, locked their mouths tight, and screamed down each
other’s throats as their bodies shook in unbearable pleasure.
Panting, gasping in the aftermath, the women held each other tight as waves of
erotic delight slowly rippled through their perfect bodies, finally abating.
“Fuck, oh fuck,” Jenn groaned, pressed cheek to cheek with her sexual rival.
“God, that’s so fucking good…”
“Uhhhh, yes oh yes,” Britney moaned. The women pulled their heads from each
other’s shoulders and rested nose to nose, forehead to forehead, and smiled into
each other’s yes.
“Tie breaker?” Britney purred.
“You know it, baby,” Jenn grinned. ”I’m going to fuck you until you scream like
a cheap whore.”
“Not before I suck your little pussy dry, baby,” Britney smiled back.
The women leaned back in the tub, braced their backs, spread their legs, and
lined up their hungry twats. Then, smiling feverishly at each other in
anticipation, they thrust into each other with all their power. Their pink labia
spread and flattened into fleshy grips, their fuckholes sucked together, their
powerful, meaty twats locked on each other, vaginal lips closing and sealing
their bodies into one. Their rock-hard clits rubbed and ground. The voluptuous
beauties wrapped their thighs around each other’s bodies, slotted together like
scissors, and pumped furiously, their hips and asses working their cunts as hard
and deep into each other as they could go. Waves of pure pleasure washed over
the sexual warriors as their bodies writhed and bucked, driving each other
insane with lust. Britney and Jenn’s moans and screams of pleasure rose higher
and higher as they fucked each other to another devastating orgasm. The water in
the tub sloshed over the sides, splashing the bathroom floor. The women’s bodies
trembled in orgasmic ecstasy, both women using all their willpower to keep from
exploding, each determined to outlast the other and win their duel.
“Give, give you fuck,” Jenn gasped at her rival, even as she arched her back and
drove her clit against Britney’s clit with all her strength.
“Come, whore, come for me…” Britney moaned back, throwing back her head and
biting her lip as she struggled to hold back the orgasm pulsing in her core.
Both women reached for one of the other woman’s bouncing tits. They seized and
squeezed the dense flesh, before squeezing the other beauty’s nipple as hard as
they could. The intense spike of pain and pleasure was too much. With mutual
shrieks of ecstasy, Britney and Jenn erupted again, their locked pussies
exchanging shot after shot of hot cum as their beautiful bodies convulsed in
multi-orgasmic pleasure. They arched their backs, their massive chests lifted
out of the water, their bodies bowed as they rammed their swollen, interlocked
pussies together as hard as they could.
It was some time before they could speak. They lay in the cooling water of the
tub, gasping, their pussies interlocked beneath the surface, their legs
intertwined.
“Another tie,” Jenn finally panted. “God, you’re a good fuck.”
“So are you, baby,” Britney replied, smiling weakly. “But I’ve got a lot more
cum in my tank and I’m ready to go at you all day.”
“Mmm,” Jenn smiled, shifting in the water, pulling herself back. “I can ride you
all day too, but I want to sort out which of us gets what parts of town. When we
know that, we can settle down and just fuck each other’s brains out.” Jenn’s
eyes lit up. “I’ve got an idea,” she said. She pulled herself up to sit on the
edge of the tub, then swung her legs over and stood up, reaching for one of her
plush towels.
“Where are you going?” Britney asked. She leaned over the edge of the tub, her
arms hanging over the rim, her gorgeous tits pressed into the side.
“Come with me,” Jenn said as she dried off. “I’ve got an idea about how to
settle this. Oh, and be careful – the floor is wet and a bit slippery.”
Britney stood up naked in the tub and stepped over the rim onto the bathroom
floor. Jenn pulled a thick towel off the rack to hand to Britney but then could
not resist running the towel over the brunette’s luscious body. Britney smiled
and raised her arms, allowing Jenn to wipe and stroke at every inch of her
voluptuous perfection. Jenn lingered on the other woman’s gorgeous tits,
pressing and massaging the thick meat, running the towel over and around
Britney’s luscious orbs, before sliding it down Britney’s smooth stomach to
concentrate on drying off her naked pussy and her inner thighs. When Brit was
dry, Jenn took the brunette by the hand and led her into the neighboring
bedroom. She led the other woman to the rumpled bed, turned Brit around, and
slowly pulled the other naked beauty into her own nude body.
The women smiled at each other as their naked flesh melted into one. Heavy tits
mated, sleek bellies pressed tight. Each woman shoved her thigh into the other’s
slick, bare pussy. The women’s tongues played, before they sank together into a
deep, passionate kiss. Their eager hands roamed over naked bodies, sliding down
muscled backs to grip hard, rounded asses. Jenn pushed harder and the women
tipped over onto the bed. Their legs immediately wrapped together. Jenn landed
on top, but Brit soon rolled their bodies, never breaking the kiss. The women
writhed eagerly in each other’s arms. For a time, Brit and Jenn enjoyed kissing
passionately, their tongues exploring each other’s mouths, wrapping together and
pulling apart, pushing and sliding sensually inside their sealed mouths, running
over teeth and gums. Their bodies rubbed and wriggled, luscious flesh sliding on
flesh, heavy tits rolling and mashing, powerful legs rubbing and twining. Their
eager hands explored round asses and smooth shoulders and backs. As their bodies
moved against each other, their mutual desire grew hotter and hotter. The women
began pulling the other’s hair. Brit humped down on Jenn, rubbing their crotches
together as the heat and tension in her groin grew unbearably. Jenn thrust up to
meet her and the women sighed in unison as the upper lips of their wet cunts
caressed, as their pulsing clits gently teased each other.
Before they could get into a full body, writhing, grinding fuck, Jenn pulled
Brit’s face back from her’s by the brunette’s hair, breaking their deep kiss.
“Wait,” Jenn gasped. “I want to get something.”
Reluctantly, Brit rolled off of the other woman and onto her side. She braced
her head on her hand, her other hand resting on her curved hip, as she watched
Jenn slide off the bed and go into her closet. The blonde rummaged around for a
moment then came back with a large cardboard box. Jenn put the box on the bed,
opened it, and pulled out a massive, two-headed dildo, at least 16 inches long
and two and half inches in diameter.
“This way, there can be no argument between us as to who wins,” Jenn said with a
lusty smile, holding up the enormous double-ended dildo. “Whoever gets control
of this and reams out the other is the winner. First orgasm loses.”
Britney's eyes lit up. “You dirty, dirty girl! I knew I liked you for some
reason.”
With that, Britney rolled onto her back and spread her lush legs wide, holding
them high in the air, as she presented her tight, dripping cunt to the blonde.
With a wicked grin, Jenn inserted the dildo into the brunette beauty’s juicy
pink fuckslit, pushing hard to slide the massive shaft up the other woman’s
tight, hot hole. Britney moaned, biting her lower lip, her eyes fluttering in
ecstasy, as the dildo penetrated, sliding into the thick meat of her vagina,
pushing deep into her, spreading her vaginal walls down to the core. She
lubricated powerfully, squirting cunt juice on the skin of the dildo, increasing
the wet suction as her pussy gripped the invading tool. Grinning, Jenn shoved
the massive sex weapon a full eight inches up into Britney’s voracious cunt.
Then Jenn eagerly mirrored her rival’s pose, lying flat on her back, her legs
spread wide, her arms bracing her body. She shoved herself onto the monstrous
rubber dick protruding from Britney’s twat. Britney tightened her vagina,
holding the rod in place, allowing Jenn to slowly, tortuously, impale herself on
the thick probe. Sliding forward, the blonde’s vagina engulfed the free end of
the dildo. Jenn used her deep vaginal muscles to help pull her body down the
length of the hard rubber sextoy, gripping then releasing as she sheathed the
instrument in her cunt. Jenn groaned in unbearable pleasure as the hard rubber
shaft split her in two, filling her insides to the breaking point. It thrust
into the depths of her body. With a hard mutual thrust, Jenn and Britney closed
the final space between them. The women sighed in delight as their vaginal lips
touched and kissed. The women thrust harder, then moaned in shared pleasure as
their juicy cuntlips mashed hard, forming a juicy, succulent seal. Their swollen
clits crushed together, sending shocks of electric pleasure racing through their
bodies. The shaft completely vanished, shared equally between the sex warriors’
steaming hot twats.
Jenn and Britney smiled lustfully at each other. Their powerful vaginas clamped
down on the dildo. The two naked warriors began a terrible tug of war. The
embers of their jealously and rivalry fanned back to life as they struggled.
“I’m going to ride you down, baby,” Jenn gasped, her body trembling as she moved
with Britney’s thrusting, grinding hips and ass. “I’m going to make you scream
like a slut.”
“Fuck you, whore,” Britney moaned in reply. “I’m going to shove this thing out
through your ass. I’m going to make you beg me to keep going!”
The women grunted as their pussies wrestled for control of the massive shaft.
Each woman strained to dominate the other, to prove, unequivocally, that her
cunt was, literally, stronger than that of her rival. Their entire bodies
strained, their hips and asses holding each other in trembling stalemate as
their bodies competed with each other at the most primal level, their powerful,
toned abdomens rippling as their internal muscles worked the shaft. Their
massive, golden tits jiggled delectably, quivering like jelly molds as the
women’s genitalia met on the field of battle. Soon realizing that their pussies
were too equal in strength, both combatants changed their tactics. They began to
jerk and thrash from side to side and back and forth, using the power of their
hips, ass and torsos to try to work the dildo deeper and harder into the other
woman. Their strategies were the same: to exhaust the other woman by both
physically tiring her out and forcing so much pleasure on her that she would
orgasm in defeat.
The women pulled each other around the bed, their grunts and gasps a mixture of
effort and raw sexual pleasure. Their powerful bodies churned the massive dildo
inside of the other, causing both women to feel the constant intoxicating
pleasure of a hard cock rubbing and sliding over every erogenous zone inside of
their twats as it filled them to the brim, working every sensitive nerve in the
entire length of their vaginal canals. Their rock-hard clits continued to grind
constantly. Britney and Jenn both felt like their insides were turning into a
sexual mush, heat and pleasure radiating through their deepest cores. Their
moans and cries of pleasure grew ever more intense.
Britney felt her vaginal grip on the demented tool of pleasure begin to weaken
as it slowly slid in and out of her. Jenn pulled back just enough to draw the
dildo out of Britney’s cunt, then drove forward, ramming her pulsing clit into
Britney’s clit, even as she reamed the brunette’s cunt with the shaft. Biting
her lip, Britney redoubled her efforts and managed to bring the dildo to a stop.
Britney focused on the ceiling fan above them, desperately trying to slow the
wave of pleasure building within her. Loosening her grip on the dildo just a
bit, Britney slid up the shaft just an inch, then clamped down hard and used all
the strength of her ass and hips to drive the rod hard and deep, a full nine
inches, into Jenn’s distended cunt.
Jenn moaned with unbelievable pleasure as she felt the dildo slowly slide in and
then even deeper into her. She dug her claws into her memory-foam mattress and
clenched her jaw. She somehow managed to summon enough strength to stop the
double-headed device, but the sheer pleasure building her core threatened to
explode at any moment. She did not know how much longer she could hold out.
The women dragged each other back and forth on the mattress, their powerful
bodies locked in all-out sexual warfare. Their bodies were dripping with sweat,
their thighs were soaked with cunt juice. Flat on their backs, their long,
perfect bodies undulated like two sinuous snakes, interlocked and intertwined,
rolling and twisting as they attacked each other with all their power.
Jenn used Britney’s technique, loosening her grip on the dildo just enough to
slide up the shaft an inch, then clamping down and using all the power of her
hips and ass to ram the rubber cock like a sexual knife into Britney’s insides.
Jenn felt the dildo move within her opponent. Britney shrieked as Jenn began
slowly, powerfully, penetrating the brunette with their shared instrument of
sexual destruction.
Britney found herself losing control. The sheer pleasure of working the massive
cock with her inner muscles, the constant stimulation from the dildo and her
clit to clit grinding with Jenn, were driving her crazy with lust. With each
thrust and pull, Britney got closer to going over the edge. Jenn continued her
assault, desperately trying to pump her way to victory before she went over the
edge herself.
The dildo was now slick with sexual juices, and easily slid in and out of both
pussies, despite their mutual tightness. A loud moan from Jenn alerted Britney
to the fact that the battle wasn’t decided yet. She fought back, struggling to
ignore the overwhelming pleasure wracking every inch of her luscious body. For
every time that Jenn pulled back, looking to thrust, Britney pushed, driving the
dildo deep into the blonde’s cunt. Both women concentrated on clamping on the
shaft and shoving it deep and hard into the other. They slid back and forth on
the sex-slimed instrument, mashing clits and then pulling apart only to drive
together again. The women sat up and grasped each other’s thigh, using each
other as leverage as their sexual struggle came down to the wire. Both women
screamed and moaned with every thrust as each naked nymph struggled to outlast
the other.
Pumping hard, slamming aching clits together furiously, Jenn and Britney fucked
and fucked. Their incredible bodies fought to the bitter end for control of the
dildo, each woman struggling to ream out the other. They screamed and growled
and cursed at each other. Their magnificent bodies vibrated with sexual tension,
their gorgeous breasts bounced enthusiastically. Jenn felt herself on the edge
of cumming. Desperately, she reached out and seized one of Britney’s bouncing
tits. She squeezed the brunette’s nipple savagely.
It was just enough. “God, God, oh my GODDDD!!” Britney shrieked as she came with
a gush, spraying her blonde rival with her sexual juices, cumming in an orgasm
of mind-blowing intensity. A few beleaguered thrusts later, Jenn answered back,
spraying her sex all over the brunette.
“Fuck, oh FUCK, YESSS!” Jenn screamed as she fell back onto the bed and bucked
hard, her entire body convulsing in ecstasy. Britney fell on her back as well
and writhed uncontrollably as orgasm after orgasm rippled through her voluptuous
body. The women sprayed each other four more times in quick succession as they
inflicted multi-orgasmic climaxes on each other.
Finally, the pure pleasure abated. The two dripping wet warriors lay panting on
the bed, still connected via dildo, their hungry cunts locked around the slick
shaft, still pressed together clit to clit. After a few minutes, Jenn stirred.
She used her vaginal muscles to slowly release the dildo, sliding herself down
and off of the monstrous dick. Once she was free of the cock, she pulled it out
of Britney’s dripping pussy, extracting the wet, slippery, tightly wedged rod
with a certain amount of difficulty. The brunette did not resist. Jenn threw the
fake penis into the corner of the room, then sprawled beside her defeated rival.
An extremely discouraged looking Britney stared at the wall in anger as she lay
naked and exposed on Jenn's bed. The brunette’s majestic breasts heaved as she
panted, their nipples still rock-hard. Jenn smiled and slowly pulled herself on
top of the brunette beauty, sighing with pleasure as her tits mashed on
Britney’s tits, as their hard bellies fit together perfectly, navel aligning
deliciously to navel. Jenn twined one of her legs around Britney’s leg and
wriggled delightedly on top of the other woman’s wet, hot body, basking in the
joy of her sexual victory.
“Don't be mad, OK?” Jenn purred into Britney’s ear. She licked at the brunette’s
ear lobe. “Another few thrusts and you would have had me. I had to get inventive
there.”
The Panther continued to stare at the wall and ignore the naked buxom blonde on
top of her.
“OK fine. Be mad. It's your right and I won't take it away from you,” Jenn
sighed.
The blonde gently nuzzled the neck of the defeated brunette and playfully
nibbled her ear. Jenn wriggled, delighting in the feel of her thick tits mashing
and rolling on Britney’s equally dense titflesh.
“I can't believe I lost”, Britney mumbled, the anger in her voice clear to hear.
Jenn sat up, her legs straddling Britney’s hips, her wet pussy resting on
Britney’s bare cunt. She reached down and gently began massaging and caressing
Britney’s massive boobs.
“Yes you did. You lost, fair and square.” Jenn paused for a moment before
continuing “But let's do this. Let's say these contests between us only decide
the areas of town for the next month. When the month is up, we get together
again like this to decide who works where for the next month.”
Britney's expression softened a little and she turned to look at Jenn with a
slight smile.
“Deal,” the brunette smiled.
“Good,” Jenn smiled back. “Now, why don’t we seal the deal with a good, hard
fuck? I think you may still have a little cum left in that pussy and I plan to
milk you to the last drop.”
Britney looped her arms over Jenn’s neck and pulled the blonde down to her. Both
women shuddered and smiled as their tits eclipsed each other. “I’m a lot more
than you can handle, baby,” Britney replied. “Getting me off first isn’t the
same as outlasting me. I’m going to fuck you raw.”
The women kissed deeply, moaning in their throats as their raw lust grew, as
their incredible bodies wriggled and writhed on each other.
Jenn broke the kiss with a gasp. “Come on, let’s scissor,” she panted. Britney
smiled.
Jenn sat up, pulling herself off of the vixen beneath her, and sat back, opening
her cum-splattered legs. She reached down and spread her wet pussy lips wider,
teasing out her engorged clit. Britney could see that Jenn’s usually tight
fuckhole was slightly distended, the result of the expansion forced on it by the
monstrous dildo. Britney sat up to face her rival. She reached between her legs
and pulled apart her juicy cuntlips, grinning as she felt the elasticity in her
twat had not yet returned to normal. Both women understood that a cunt-lock now
would afford them a level of mutual violation that they had not experienced with
each other before.
Jenn and Britney closed the distance between their lush bodies, their hungry,
juiced up twats coming together with a thick slap. The blonde and brunette threw
back their heads to moan in indescribable joy. Then, eyes locked, smiling at
each other with animalistic lust, the two powerful women braced their bodies
with their hands and used all the strength in their asses, hips and bellies to
drive their cunts together. Their fuckmeat spread and merged, labia flattening
to labia, releasing a torrent of lubricating juices. The women’s pussies mated
with a thick, wet, sucking sound as they both contracted their deep inner
vaginal muscles and sucked each other in as hard and deep as they could. The
women’s moans of pure sexual pleasure grew harder and louder as the raw ecstasy
seared their bodies, radiating out from their interlocked genitals in waves of
erotic bliss. Their engorged clits crushed together, melting into one nerve of
unbearable sensation. The clitoral rings surrounded their vaginas throbbed with
heat and pleasure, filling their bodies with sexual tension.
“God, oh god,” Britney gasped into Jenn’s beautiful face. The women rested nose
to nose, their heavy tits crushed tight, nipple sealed to nipple, their bodies
locked, flesh melting into flesh.
“Yes, yes, oh fuck, yes,” Jenn moaned back, barely able to keep her eyes open as
the raw sensations engulfed her, body and mind.
“Let’s make this last, baby,” Britney moaned. “Let’s keep this going for as long
as we can…”
“Yes, yes,” Jenn gasped. “Don’t stop, don’t stop baby…”
Jenn drove her tongue deep into Britney’s mouth and filled her hands with the
brunette’s gorgeous ass cheeks, pulling her in even more deeply. Britney kissed
back and reciprocated the grip, sliding her fingers around Jenn’s slick anus
before penetrating and teasing the blonde’s orifice. The women wrapped their
legs around each other’s hips, they pulled each other in tight, tits and bellies
crushing sensuously. Slowly, carefully, their magnificent bodies undulated
against each other, erogenous flesh mating to erogenous flesh. Their pussies
sucked and pulled at each other, forming one long, sex slimed vaginal canal,
creating a sensation of complete merging between the women’s steaming hot
genitals. Their clits fused into one, the elaborate network of nerves
surrounding their cunts radiating waves of unbearable heat and pleasure that had
the women feeling like their bodies were melting together.
Locked together in erotic bliss, Jenn and Britney fucked each other senseless,
buried cunt deep inside of each other, squeezing and rubbing and grinding clits.
Day turned to night then day again as they explored each other’s bodies, and
they used and violated and pleasured each other in every intimate way they could
imagine, driving each other insane with lust and ecstasy. For more than two
days, the rival cat burglars fucked, sealing their bargain. They milked every
drop of cum out of the other’s pussy. When Britney finally left Jenn’s
apartment, she was almost too sore to walk; her beautiful tits were painful to
the touch. But she could not help smiling. The end of the month, and her next
opportunity to dominate Jenn’s luscious body, could not come fast enough.
The End