A Hot ‘n Sticky Situation by an Unknown Author
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Annie was on holiday in Greece from her home in England. The weather was very hot and sticky; she generally woke up (with not only a hangover), but a feeling like waking up in a vat of hot molasses, so perhaps the heat combined with the alcohol had gone to her head. Annie was a very outgoing exhibitionist, and very popular with her friends, especially the boys on account of her big but very firm 36J bust. Because of this her friends entered her for the wild “thong contest” in a notoriously raunchy nightclub during a day and half a night of drinking in the tourist bars. Out of the ten extremely busty women, who were either conceited enough or drunk enough, Annie was judged the best and won the contest outright, but emboldened by the alcohol took up the dare to take off her bra and top and show everyone her eye catching ‘J’ cup boobs for a bikini contest. This was strictly forbidden by local laws, but, she wiggled on the catwalk and shook her boobs about driving the young male night clubbers wild. Before it had even begun it was clear that she was the outright winner. But her raunchy dancing and tweaking of her nipples in front of 500 cheering clubbers was just too much for the undercover policemen. While her boobs were certainly a breathtaking sight, Annie’s own breath was taken when two policemen appeared at her shoulder and informed her in a mixture of broken English and their native Greek that she was under arrest. No matter how much she and her friends protested, that was that and was given just enough time to cover her assets with her flimsy top and grab her discarded skirt. Unfortunately, she had to hurriedly leave without her bikini bra as she could not see it anywhere and was escorted to a waiting police car. She didn’t spot the teenage boy who had taken it for a souvenir.
Annie cried all night in the detention cell and was only allowed one quick telephone call to her parents before being hurried into the court house. After a hearing of just 15 minutes Annie was convicted of indecent exposure and affronting public morals by the three judges. Annie apologised as best she could and made the point that she did not think her act had insulted anyone, but this did not impress the female judge who seemed to have taken a dislike to her (and who was, frankly, jealous of Annie’s big knockers). (She had, after all, been staring at Annie with deep hostility and sized up her still unfettered assets with her eyes). And after this woman judge was told how Annie took off her top and performed “sexual gestures”, and condemned from the mouths of local witnesses of lewd behaviour, that was it! The “Bitch” of a judge found Annie guilty and ordered her to pay a large fine and informed her that she had just received a 10 month prison sentence. Annie could not believe her ears and was led away crying, protesting her innocence and cursing the Greeks in equal measure. “I can’t believe this!” Annie protested; “I’ve seen behaviour ten times worse!” but the policeman leading her away took no notice. “It was only a bit of fun in a town where EVERYONE sunbathes topless!” she protested louder for the judges to hear. It was a good thing that they did not understand what she was saying otherwise her sentence could have been even larger.
The prison was an antiquated looking place with bare, stinking, cells with the opening onto the passageway covered in black metal bars. The cells appeared to be stuffed with prostitutes and other women who had recently fallen foul of the stringent laws. Annie felt self conscious as she was pushed into an overcrowded cell of sweaty women as her big 36J bust looked so prominent without her bra. Being only 18 her breasts were very full and well shaped and, despite their weight, were extraordinarily firm. Annie’s total bust size was almost 50 inches, giving her 14 inches of sheer breast flesh, of which she was inordinately proud, but as she stood amongst the crowd of hostile women her habitually straight shoulders and thrust out chest pushed out her unfettered breasts allowing her large nipples to push the material of her thin top out. If Annie had been flat chested she would have drawn no attention. – Come to that, if she had been flat chested she would not have been entering a big boobs contest in the first place!
Most of the mocking chatter died down as some of the women sat down on the plain wooden benches beside the walls which passed for beds. A furious, dark olive skinned prostitute glared into Annie’s eyes and swore vehemently in a language Annie did not know, but she could work out from her hand movements that this woman thought she was a prostitute. The woman flipped Annie’s lustrous blonde hair with her hand and still gabbling flipped the undersides of Annie’s prominent boobs in a disdainful manner. Annie backed away from the angry woman who had a much more modest bust and plainly felt threatened by Annie’s big, firm bust. “Okay okay!” an impatient and shrill voice called out at last from a bench behind her and Annie glanced behind hoping to see a friendly face but the woman who was standing up did not look friendly as her dark olive, Mediterranean complexioned face surrounded by long black curly hair took on a look of disapproval bordering on hate.
The slim woman raised her voice more and flew at the dark haired beauty grabbing her by her hair and one of her large tits over her pale blue T shirt. Annie noticed that this beauty’s tits were just about as big as her own. The girl looked to be he same age too, but she was dispatching the older ‘wild cat’ fairly quickly. The room exploded with noise as the excited women crowded around to see the catfight as the fighters shook each other‘s head violently by the hair Both women had by now pulled each other horizontal and were pulling on each other’s tops and suddenly the dark haired beauty’s naked tits swung free from her ripped T shirt and swung around in circles like giant cow udders. Annie was immediately impressed by her big dark areolas, which must have been some six inches diameter and were swollen outwards so far as to resemble cones stuck over each rounded breast. Annie heard some girls yelling for this girl; she thought the name sounded like Katarzyna. Some yelled Zyna for short. (Pronounced: Zeena.)
The excited watchers parted as the two half naked girls rolled on the stone floor scratching and tearing at each other like wild cats. Annie shuddered as the slim prostitute’s claws ripped down Zyna’s cheek, leaving four long nail tracks. In this vicious tussle both women lost their skirts and Annie noticed that Zyna was wearing a white thong like her own. Now, in addition to tearing at the hair on their heads the two women ripped handfuls of hair from each other’s bush. Zyna yelled out as she felt the prostitute’s fingers gouge into her vagina and did the same to her, both yelled out as they rubbed and pulled digging their nails into the outer folds and pinching each other’s clitoris. The female white bloused guards who had been pacing the passageway beside the cell, who looked pretty busty themselves in their white blouses, just stood and watched. With the loud shrieking from both girls it was difficult to tel if they were forcing one another to ‘cum’, or just hurting each other. After a few minutes of this their vicious wrestling resumed with a fresh vehemence.
The wild wrestling finally gave way to slapping and punching which wound up with Zyna astride the older woman’s belly trying to pull her shoulders off the ground by her elongating nipples. Crying in pain, she soon gave in and the breathless Zyna was soon on her feet and with them placed wide apart on the stone floor she placed her fists on her hips and stared at Annie as if challenging her. Annie could not help but look at Zyna’s white thong, now a dirty brown from the mixture of sweat, dirt and vaginal fluid, showing the shape of her vulva clearly. Then Zyna uttered a curse and stalked right up to Annie. She stopped with her firm young naked breasts pointing directly at Annie’s, the sweat still pouring down between them in rivulets, and indicated for Annie to take her top off. Despite the stifling heat, Annie smiled nervously and shook her head, but Zyna was not taking “no” for an answer and reached out. Taking the top hem in her hand she swiftly ripped the sweat soaked garment from Annie’s chest. “You the English slut?” Zyna asked…….
Annie did not answer but just looked at Zyna’s huge tits which must have been at least as big as her own, and allowed the remains of her T shirt to fall to the floor. “You in this ‘shit hole’ for showing big tits?” Annie nodded. “Yes. I watched you. Then the pigs arrest me too for having big tits!” she explained in her thick accent. “They think I with you in nightclub big tit, big ass contest!” Zyna went on in an aggrieved tone. “It wasn’t MY fault!” Annie tried to explain. “You think you have best tits in all of Greece!” Zyna stated angrily, and loudly for all the others to hear. Annie felt rattled at her tone: “Well they’re better than YOURS!” she asserted. Zyna shouldered Annie aside by pushing her left breast with her own. Annie felt a ’buzz’ as their tits momentarily met, their excited nipples flicking each other and their firm boobs bouncing as they parted. “My tits FIGHT yours!” Zyna demanded emphatically as she placed her hands carefully on her shapely hips. “Well, if you want me to PROVE mine are better than yours!” Annie snapped putting her hands on her hips and pushing her chest out. She thought back to mock tit fights she had had at school, her and her friends laughing and joking, but this had taken on a much more sinister air. She looked Zyna up and down, again, noting her bulging vulva behind the flimsy thong and decided that she was not going to have her skirt ripped too and unfastened it at the waist to the cheers of the other women.
The two very busty women, almost completely naked apart from their thongs, now faced each other, their large busts dominating their flat stomachs. Being the same height, it was just a question now of whose tits were the firmest and could dominate the other’s. The cell full of women grew quiet as they waited for the ‘titfight’ to begin. The guards waited in the corridor peering through the cell bars. The two big breasted women came together gingerly at first, then with a grunt, barged their titanic breasts together. “UUUMMPFF!!” they both gasped as the force of the collision squeezed the breath out of them. The cell then erupted with noisy shouting and cheering. Both women withdrew a few inches ready for the next attack. Katarzyna nudged Annie’s right boob with her left, the extended, clearly excited, nipple sinking into Annie’s big round areola momentarily before she bounced backwards, her firm boobs bouncing, leaving Annie’s very pert boobs bouncing and swinging.
Annie waited the second it took for Zyna to nudge her again, and teeth clenched, stood her ground. Zyna, (obviously somewhat lighter than Annie now that they were close to each other and could be compared,) bounced back a step, then immediately twisted her shoulders and rammed Annie’s other breast. Annie immediately rammed her tit at Zyna’s slapping it across her chest. Zyna twisted her shoulders and smacked Annie’s tits with the left tit then with the right several times. Annie stepped boldly forwards ramming both of her breasts into Zyna’s forcing her backwards two or three steps. Annie felt her nipples tingling insatiably and realised they were becoming blood-engorged and extending. Annie’s breasts tingled as they grew, aroused from the stimulation of the slamming, until her areolas came up like mounds, rivalling Zyna’s in their smooth conical shape.
Zyna angrily came back at her ramming and twisting. Annie gave back as good as she got, her tits battling Zyna’s smack for smack, nudge for nudge, slap for slap. Their big firm breasts by now gave the impression of being pointed as their large areolas and nipples were fully engorged. The barging became more vehement, each woman angling to stab a nipple into her enemy’s. The onlookers cheered each time their firm boobs bounced and wobbled each time they separated. Annie, unaccountably felt sexual excitement, enhanced by the heavy pull of her stimulated breasts at each attack. She was perplexed as she was a hundred per cent heterosexual, but her vagina burned with need. Ram after ram one woman or the other was knocked backwards a step or two. In the pauses between cheering emphatic “SLAPS!” and “SMACKS!” could be clearly heard as thick breast flesh pounded thick breast flesh.
But now the battle intensified as they continuously rammed one another’s boobs head on and pausing as one woman, then the other pressed their boobs hard together and twisting their shoulders tore each other’s breasts all around their chests. Annie gasped as she felt her right tit pull at its root, the burning sensation had hardly abated when Zyna suddenly grabbed hold of Annie’s arms by the elbows and held her still as she rammed her boobs mercilessly into Annie’s. Annie was powerless for several slams, her reddening boobs throbbing from the battle. But coming quickly to her senses she grabbed Zyna’s arms by her biceps and holding her steady slammed her tits repeatedly into Zyna’s. Zyna slammed back, but it was not long before they held each other in a clinch, each woman working her boobs deep into her enemy’s. The other women cheered as the massive compression forced the fighters’ breast flesh to squeeze and spill out at their sides. The battling women’s hands gradually slid over the sweating skin away from each other’s biceps to each other’s forearms. Now gripping each other’s hands, they wrestled from side to side, their battered boobs swinging and each swinging boob sometimes getting smacked across it’s owner’s chest by her rival‘s.
Zyna bore Annie backwards towards the bars of the cell and pinning her there proceeded to batter Annie’s now very red boobs with her own. Involuntary groans burst from Annie’s sweat covered lips with every breast blow. She fought back to try to get control of her hands, but Zyna proved surprisingly strong. Even so, she managed to force Zyna’s hands out to the sides. Their big, rapidly softening, boobs swung wildly as they wrestled for control and Annie began to force Zyna backwards, then took the initiative by ramming her breasts hard against Zyna’s. It was Zyna’s turn to groan painfully as her tits grew painfully sore and tender from the constant battering. With a scream through gritted teeth Zyna began to force Annie backwards again. The women leaned dangerously to one side then the other as they wrestled, their softening tits spilling all around their chests and hanging to one side then the other in the tussle.
Annie felt Zyna’s inordinate strength again as she battered and wrestled her against the bars again, holding her hands above her head and repeatedly ramming her tits, using the hard bars to hold her unfortunate victim still. Annie was by now screaming as each ram – with Zyna’s full body weight behind it – pulverised her tits mercilessly and the steel bars bit into her back. Annie became aware of the warders behind her and cursed their cheering. Zyna decided to make her slamming even more devastating and calculated that it would beat this fat titted English γαλακτοφόρος αγελάδα cow to the floor pleading for her to stop. So Zyna grabbed the black painted steel bars either side of Annie and using them as weight training bars, pounded her full weight against Annie’s tits. This brutal torture hurt Zyna’s tits too, but what the hell? – as long as she won! Annie was almost beside herself with pain and was certain her ribs must be cracked, – or at least bruised, when Zyna began adding pelvic thrusts and slammed Annie’s cunt with her own. Annie was in pain and fully aware of the squelching sound coming from beneath her thong, the musty stench rising to her nose. There was only one way to save herself she thought, and flung her arms around Zyna’s slim back with the intention of crushing her breast flesh until she could not breath; – a trick she’d learned during her schoolgirl titfights.
Zyna rose to the challenge however and crushed Annie all the harder. To onlookers, the sight of the bulging titflesh of these two ‘J’ cuppers must have been incredible. Annie decided to try and pull Zyna off her by force and grabbing her sweat soaked black hair, yanked her head viciously backwards. Perhaps this was a mistake however, as Zyna’s hands grabbed Annie’s hair at the back of her head and ripped her head around so painfully and dizzyingly she thought Zyna was trying to twist her head off. Annie squeezed Zyna harder in her best Bear hug while pulling her head back, but this resulted in them ramming one another’s swollen vulvas again. While this brutal battle continued below, they pulled each other’s heads back yet further and shaking them violently the women were virtually revolving on the spot. As they crushed each other’s tits mercilessly the women in the cell cheered raucously as the massive beast flesh mushroomed out between the fighters. This violent twisting and head shaking soon unbalanced both of them and they crashed to the cold stone floor.
But instead of being separated by the heavy fall, the two remained breast to breast and tearing each other’s hair out by the roots they slowly rolled over and over across the cell floor kneeing at each other’s crotch and kicking each other’s legs, their knees and elbows becoming badly grazed in the process. Their breasts meshed, distorted and spread out over each other’s boobs as each woman tried to use them to dominate her enemy. At fist Annie thought she was winning as she pushed her still reasonably firm tits deep into the flesh of her enemy’s tits, but then Zyna rolled her over and squashed her own boobs against Annie’s, the compression of the substantial flesh was almost unbearable as it made it almost impossible for them to breath! Both women, still trying to crush each other’s breasts, were tiring badly now. Both were sweating profusely, the sweat cascading down their backs in rivulets. But Annie was not used to the oppressive heat of 120 F in this vile place and predictably the local girl ended up on top of the heat exhausted English girl, firmly gripping Annie’s hair on either side of her head and banging it heartily on the hard stone floor.
Annie’s head was reeling as her brain was shook like a bag of jelly and her bruised head throbbed. She was seeing thousands of white stars when suddenly she saw Zyna’s huge breasts coming down fast to slam into her face. The hard sternum crushed her nose so hard Annie thought it might break and, sure enough she could taste blood as it spread out over her face. Zyna held Annie’s arms pinned above her head, then pushing herself backwards off of them she slowly lowered her gently swinging tits to swamp Annie’s entire face. Annie felt the hot sweaty flesh ooze into her nostrils and press painfully against her eyeballs. She tried opening her mouth to see if she could bite the huge enveloping breast, but it’s flesh just blocked her mouth too. Even her ears were covered and now, being unable to breath at all she writhed and kicked her legs and tried to wrench her hands free. Her sweat soaked wrists were quickly free and she began pounding her fists on Zyna’s back, not so much to injure her, but by means of signalling her surrender. But Zyna continued to suffocate her. Annie resorted to clawing and scratching Zyna’s back and pretty soon heard Zyna’s blood curdling screams. She kept up her clawing attack until either Zyna got off her or she passed out from lack of air. Now too weak to continue her attack the outcome proved to be the latter.
When Annie came to she was still lying on the floor, but not on her back, – in the emergency recovery position. “Well at least someone around here knows first aid,” she thought. As she tried to get up she felt that her throbbing head would explode and as she adjusted her position on her side she glanced down at her breasts and was surprised to see them so blood stained. It was her own, of course, as she was reminded of her injured nose by the sudden pain. She glanced across at a bench and saw Zyna sitting on it. Zyna suddenly crouched down to her: “You ‘wake – huh?” she said. Annie nodded painfully, noticing that Zyna’s breasts were covered in blood as well. This was, of course, Annie’s too. She remembered the panic of her suffocation and propped herself on an elbow. A sore boob whacked the floor and the other fell on top of it. “Wow! Are my tits SORE!” she thought and indicated to Zyna, as best she could, that Zyna had won. At least the fight had won her some respect, but she feared she might have to go through it all again when the following day Annie was given some prison clothes and moved from the holding cell to a regular state prison to serve the rest of her sentence.
The End.
Glossary:
γαλακτοφόρος αγελάδα = Milk cow.
(I hope the Greek words translate ok)
Disclaimer By Original Author:
For the last few years sunshine resorts in Spain, Greece and a number of other Mediterranean countries have complained about what they describe as outrageous behaviour by youthful tourists intent on a ‘good time’. However, they appear to have unfairly singled out British tourists from amongst the many nationalities which visit their countries, the youth of which, are equally ‘less than well behaved’.
The story above was inspired not by a single story of rough treatment by the authorities, but by a collection of incidents from an ever growing catalogue of injustices meted out on British visitors. This story COULD have happened in Greece, or any of the Mediterranean countries in summer 2003, but the story which follows is NOT based upon any one single incident and is in fact a work of pure fiction and any resemblance to anyone living or dead is unintentional and purely coincidental.