Trophy Wives by JB57

Trophy Wives by JB57

Part I:

Penny relaxed into the amazingly comfortable seat of the sports car and enjoyed the flash of the countryside going by. Roy, her husband, had bought this new electric supercar just the week before as another toy in his continuing efforts to stave off his midlife crisis.

Roy’s efforts to deal with his declining masculinity and age included Penny. She was in her late 20s and built like a supercar herself. Her tits were massive and amazingly firm, her waist was narrow, her abs were beautifully defined, her hips curved out extravagantly. Her legs were long and powerful and perfectly shaped. All of this was topped off by a beautiful face and long, thick strawberry blonde locks. Penny was the entire package, a mouth-wateringly voluptuous super-vixen, and her husband appreciated her incredible body every chance that he could.

Penny also appreciated Roy, but for other reasons. She had been born on the wrong side of the tracks. When her body began filling out in her teens, she quickly realized that her ticket to the good life lay between her luscious legs and in her magnificent, bulging tits. She started honing her sexual skills early and now, several years later, it had paid off. She was the trophy wife to a very wealthy and powerful man. She was an ornament that he gladly displayed to his envious friends and happily showed off at glittering parties and the retreats of the wealthy and powerful. Even among the many other trophy wives and girlfriends, Penny was unrivaled in the lushness of her body. She radiated erotic power and confidence and she fulfilled her role as Roy’s prize possession perfectly.

Roy was in his late 50s, old enough to be Penny’s father but still virile enough to keep her sexually satisfied – at least most of the time. The fact was that Penny was a bit of a slut, and she enjoyed fucking more than anything else in the world. She had not yet stepped out on Roy, but the temptation of the occasional hot young guy was sometimes almost overpowering. It was not helped by the fact she could have any man she wanted. She knew it would just be a matter of time before Roy’s aging prick and her overactive vibrator were not enough to satisfy her needs and she would take some pool boy or golf pro for a spin. Before that happened, she needed to make sure she had all her ducks in a row so that Roy could not avoid paying a substantial settlement if they divorced. Penny wasn’t exactly a gold digger, but she had an honest sense of her own weaknesses and thick, hard cock was definitely one of them. Or, she thought, the occasional pussy too. She had not fucked that many women in her life so far but she had thoroughly enjoyed it when she had. She suspected she might lean a bit more towards the female part of the bisexual spectrum, but there were not a lot of women who could meet her financial needs.

Today, Roy and Penny were joining Roy’s old friend Martin at a mountain retreat. Martin had recently remarried and this was the first time that Roy and Penny would meet his new wife. The rumor was that Melissa, the new wife, was an amazingly luscious doll. Roy wanted to see if his friend’s new playmate was as delectable as his own. He wanted the satisfaction of showing Martin that Roy’s wife was better than his friend’s new spouse. He knew that Martin was hoping to do the same to him, but Roy could not imagine another woman being able to show up Penny. His blonde beauty was perfect in every way.

Their supercar whirred almost silently into the driveway of a mountaintop manor. The house was big and beautiful. It was modeled on a Swiss chalet. Roy pulled their bags out of the car’s front trunk and carried them up the stairs to the main door. Penny following closely behind him. Her ass flexed and her hips swayed as her skintight pants outlined every succulent inch of her ass. They used a key card to enter the main hall. Directly facing them were huge, full-wall windows framing the spectacular view of snow-capped mountains and the lushly forested valley beyond. Cathedral ceilings magnified the sense of space and light. The chalet’s main bedrooms were located one level up, in the loft, which looked down into the great room.

Martin and his bride were sitting on the couch, nuzzling and talking, when Roy and Penny entered the chalet. The couple got to their feet to greet the new arrivals. Penny was stunned by what she saw. So was Roy.

Melissa was absolutely gorgeous. Sparkling green eyes nicely complemented deep, long auburn hair. She was wearing a tight sweater that lovingly exhibited her incredible, bulging rack. Skin tight yoga pants left little to the imagination in highlighting her long, muscular legs. Penny could tell that this woman was her physical rival, maybe even her equal, in every way. Penny could not suppress the jealousy and hate that momentarily flared in her mind. She felt an intense desire to establish her superiority over the other woman, but she pushed it back.

As Melissa rose from the couch to greet them, Penny saw the flash of surprise then rage flicker through the other woman’s eyes, before they were carefully concealed. The redhead was in her stocking feet, so she was slightly shorter than Penny in her heels, but the women were the same height. Indeed, below their necks, they were practically twins.

Roy and Martin regarded the other man’s wife with barely suppressed lust. Both men had expected their respective wives to humble the other woman and establish her husband’s relative superiority. The fact that neither woman was obviously physically superior to the other was an unexpected development.

“Roy, old man!” Martin exclaimed. “Great to see you! And what a beautiful wife you have!” Martin rose to shake Roy’s hand. The men exchanged slaps on the shoulders.

“You too, Martin!” Roy smiled. “And you must be Melissa,” he said to the redheaded beauty. “Martin told me how gorgeous you are but he did not do you justice!”

Melissa smiled and ducked her head charmingly.

“This is my wife, Penny,” Roy said, putting his arm around his wife’s narrow, muscular waist.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Martin, Melissa,” Penny smiled. She reached out to shake Martin’s hand. The older man gripped her hand tightly and looked into her blue eyes. He did not try to hide his lust.

Penny freed her hand and offered it to Melissa. The two women’s eyes locked, green to blue.

“Likewise,” Melissa purred. She took Penny’s hand in her own. The women smiled at each other, but both tightened their grip and held palm to palm a little longer than needed. Bare skin on skin sent a shock of electricity racing through their bodies. Penny felt her nipples tighten and bore into the t-shirt she was wearing under her jacket. She glanced down and saw Melissa’s nipples subtly tenting her tight sweater.

“Why don’t you two settle in, then all four of us can try out the hot tub on the deck?” Martin asked amiably. His eyes were shining and the impish grin on his face made it clear that he was looking forward to showing off his wife in a bikini and getting a chance to directly compare his redhead’s body to that of his friend’s blonde wife.

“That sounds like a great idea!” Roy enthusiastically replied. The same thoughts were in his head. He hoped that, once they were nearly naked, it would become clear that his wife was somehow better than that of his friend. But he was not as confident of this as he usually was. Melissa seemed just as stacked as Penny, maybe even moreso, and just as curvy in the right places. This one was too close to call, at least with the women in clothing.

Penny and Roy took their bags upstairs and quickly settled in. Penny had packed several bikinis and pulled a classic black string bikini out of her bag. She pulled on the thong, which left her ass cheeks completely exposed and barely rose high enough to cover her clean-shaven pussy, then pulled on the tiny black triangles that left her massive, perfect tits bulging out on all sides. She admired herself in a full-length mirror.

Roy watched from the bed, his prick growing enormous just watching his incredible wife examine herself in the mirror. God, she was gorgeous! But he knew his own flaws very well. If it turned out that Melissa was bustier, hippier, maybe somehow slightly more erotically appealing in some way, he would feel that he had lost out. He would have to have Melissa for himself. He was already formulating breaching the possibility of a wife swap with Martin. Martin was exactly the same kind of man that Roy was. Roy knew that his old friend had exactly the same thoughts about Penny. The two men had shared and exchanged mistresses in the past. Letting each other enjoy some time with the other’s wife was not out of the question. In fact, it might all be part of their competition.

Penny pulled on a thin white robe that barely made it down to tops of her columnar thighs. “Ready to go hot tub, baby?” she cooed at her husband.

Roy indicated his massive erection. “Could you do something about this first, darling?” he asked.

Penny smiled. She slipped off the robe, walked over to the bed, and pushed Roy flat on his back. She dropped to her knees, pulled his swim trunks down his hips, freeing his prick, and, without removing her bikini top, slipped his throbbing shaft up into the tight, hot cleavage of her succulent glands. She pushed the firm meat together with her hands on either tit, so that they encompassed Roy’s cock, pressing in on his shaft from all sides. As she rubbed his up and down, setting his prick on fire as it slid within the tight confines of her tits, she lowered her head and began sucking and nibbling at his prick head. Her tongue licked and probed at the sensitive flesh. She took him all the way in, the tight, wet, hot cavern of her throat causing the man to moan in bliss.

It was not long before Roy came, groaning in an agony of pleasure, his hips jerking as he ejaculated again and again into the woman’s mouth.

Penny fully covered his prick head with her mouth and sucked and slurped all of the cum back. She swallowed, then raised her head, her tongue lapping up the cum dribbling at the corner of her mouth. Not a drop had fallen onto her rounded tits.

“How was that?” she asked, smiling. She knew the answer.

“God, that was fantastic,” Roy grunted.

“Good. Let’s go meet your friends.”

Penny and Roy made their way to the hot tub, which was located on the deck of the chalet. The deck was just off the great room and shared the magnificent view of the snow-topped mountains and deep forest. The chalet was relatively isolated. It was early evening, going on twilight, and lights in the valley and along the forest cliffs were dotting the landscape.

Martin was already in the tub, looking up to admire his redheaded wife, who was standing on the deck beside the hot tub, getting ready to enter the frothing water. Melissa was wearing a bikini identical to Penny’s, even down to the color. The men examined the women’s competing bodies intently, quickly trying to determine which wife was better. It was too close to call. Both women filled out their scraps of clothing equally well, at least at first glance. A more exacting comparison would be needed to sort things out.

Melissa slipped into the hot water and quickly soaked herself up to the neck before sliding across the tub to sit beside her husband. Martin put his arm over his wife’s shoulder and openly cupped and fondled one of her massive tits.

Roy and Penny slid into the water and sat side by side. Roy’s hands moved over his wife’s thigh beneath the bubbling froth.

The two couples smiled at each other. They shared wine and small talk, the men quickly getting into the details of a business deal they were working on. The night pressed in and the lights on the hills and mountains around them grew brighter. The glow coming up from the tub lit the night. The warm glow from the chalet fostered the cozy ambiance.
After a few minutes of listening to Roy and Martin talk, Melissa rolled her eyes, then disengaged from her husband and moved across the pool, towards Penny.

“Go on over there and join my husband, Roy,” Melissa smiled at the man. “I want some girl talk with your lovely wife. There’s no reason the two of us should be bored senseless listening to your business talk.”

In fact, Penny had found the business talk interesting. She was always trying to pick up what information she could about her husband’s dealings. It was knowledge that could come in handy later. However, she could not let on that she was much smarter than the average bimbo.

Roy gave Melissa his seat and moved to sit closer to Martin, keeping a seat between them. Melissa sat right beside Penny. Under the water, her bare hip and thigh pressed up against the blonde’s, the women’s extended legs pushed tight. Melissa leaned into Penny and looped her arm over the other wife’s shoulder. Her mostly exposed breast pushed into Penny’s tit, the succulent titmeat meeting and crushing. Penny slipped her arm around Melissa’s waist and pulled the redhead in closer. She knew how to play this game.
Melissa pushed her face close to Penny’s face. “Ready to give our guys a bit of a show, slut?” the redhead murmured under her breath.

“Ready whenever you are, cuntlicker,” Penny murmured back.

The women touched tongues, gently at first. Penny felt a surge of pleasure and desire flowing through her body and into her clit. She was a bit surprised at the strength of her response, but she had always enjoyed fucking women and this bitch was spectacular. She heard Melissa grunt and knew that the cunt had the same reaction as she had.

The women moved to face each other more directly, moving away from the seat on the side of the tub more to the center. Their kissing became more passionate as they leaned into each other, massive tit to tit. Both women wanted to test and compare the other slut’s body to her own and Penny was annoyed to feel that Melissa’s tits were every bit as dense and thick as hers were. Their throbbing, rock-hard nipples stabbed into each other through their bikini tops. The women pushed in tight, arms wrapping around backs, squashing their dense titmeat until the four meaty masses quivered with tension.

The men on the other side of the tub had stopped talking. Penny knew that they were watching. The supposed point of what she and this bitch were doing to each other was putting on a sex show for their horny old men. Penny was distracted. She really did want to beat this bitch, she wanted to feel the whore’s saggy bags collapsing under the pressure from Penny’s thick, juicy rack. She was annoyed and angry that the bitch’s tits were so strong, so succulent, that they felt so good on her own! Their tongues thrashed and twined within their mouths and both women moaned deeply as the pleasure from the kissfight grew faster and hotter. Penny grabbed Melissa by her thick, red hair, close to her scalp, and pulled her head back, breaking the kiss.

The women leaned harder into each other, cheek to cheek, panting in the other’s ear.

“Too much for you, whore?” Melissa whispered, taunting the other woman.

“Fuck you, cunt,” Penny whispered back. Her face was on the other side of Melissa’s, so she was blocked from the men. “I’m going to pop those fake balloons.”

“Just try, cuntfucker,” Melissa snarled. “I’ll put my all-natural rack up against your silicon tits any day.”

“My meat is 100% me, fucker,” Penny hissed. “When you deflate and sag like a cheap tent, remember that.”

The women locked into another deep, passionate kiss. Their tongues pushed hard, truly wrestling now, and they could taste their mutual antagonism, their growing hatred. Penny pushed Melissa’s head more deeply into the kiss, a move Melissa immediately reciprocated. Penny felt Melissa’s free hand pulling at the knots of her string bikini top. She followed the woman’s lead, quickly undoing her opponent’s top. Both women pulled off the other woman’s bikini top at the same time. Never breaking their increasingly savage kiss, they held up the tiny string rags like trophies, then tossed them aside, out of the tub.

The struggling women heard the men whoop in excitement and even clap as the women got into their contest more deeply. Penny felt the sting, the delicious stimulation, of Melissa’s naked nipples grating and prodding at her own. The women shifted their naked tits against each other, the heavy masses throbbing and pulsing, dense, taut flesh contending with equally dense, taut flesh. Their nipples sealed head to head and both women grunted as they felt their milk holes suck. Penny nearly cried out. She had rarely encountered tits so strong that they could do that to her. Her sexual excitement was getting more and more intense. Her pussy was throbbing, she felt her clit harden into a rock, and she knew that she would be as wet as a lake if she were not already immersed in hot water.

Penny and Melissa rubbed tits harder and harder, grunting and moaning. They broke the kiss to squeeze each other in a mutual bearhug, their trembling racks holding them apart. Penny slapped her naked belly to her rival’s equally smooth, muscular abdomen, and rubbed hard. Melisssa pushed back. The women glared at each other and, reading the same signals, eased off their bearhug. Instead, they leaned back slightly, relieved the pressure on their tits just a bit, and gripped each other by the forearms, trapping their massive glands together within the box formed by their arms.

Glaring at each other, their mutual hostility now in the open, the women surged their tits together, nipple spearing nipple. The heavy masses quivered uncontrollably. A shock of pleasure radiated through their dense, succulent meat, flowing in an uninterrupted line down to their clits and their searing pussies. The women pressed forehead to forehead, glared eye to eye, then thrust their tits together full strength, with all the power of their pectorals. The four meaty masses quivered and shuddered, their dense flesh rippled, but neither could push the other back.

Penny wanted to take on this bitch. All of her animal instincts were alive, her fury as an Alpha was overflowing. She was so focused on the cunt in front of her that she did not realize, at first, that Roy and Martin had slipped behind their respective wives. She felt Roy’s hands on her hips and realized that he had untied her bikini bottom thong. She saw Martin pull Melissa’s bikini thong off and throw it on the deck.

Penny felt Roy’s rock-hard cock pushing at her ass. She preferred to take it in the pussy, so she pushed her hips back and spread her legs a bit more, giving him a clear shot. She saw Melissa do the same.

The men penetrated their wives at the same moment. Roy was very well hung, so Penny felt his prick driving up into her slick cunt and going in a respectable distance. She squeezed him immediately, eliciting a deep groan of pleasure from him. Across from her, she could see the expression of ecstasy on Martin’s face as his trophy wife did the same thing to his invading cock.

Reluctantly, the two beautiful vixens pulled apart, separating their throbbing tits, releasing each other’s arms. They both understood that the job of a trophy wife was to keep her husband happy. But their eyes flashed.

“Fuck you,” Penny mouthed at Melissa.

“Fuck you, cunt,” Melissa replied.

The women’s glares were toxic, filled with deep hate and incredible lust. What they had started they would finish but, for now, their attention had to be elsewhere.

Penny leaned back into her husband, reaching behind her to grip his head. Roy bit her on the shoulder and released her hips to reach up her body and paw and squeeze her incredible rack, palming her rock-hard nipples. Penny squeezed Roy’s dick hard, rippling her vaginal muscles along its length, causing him to cry out in pleasure. She pulled his head to her and kissed him as best she could while he was positioned behind her.

Across the pool, Penny saw that Melissa was gripping the rim of the pool as Martin fucked her from behind. Their grunts and moans were already forming a harmony. Penny thought Melissa’s cries of pleasure sounded very good. Maybe she really did enjoy getting fucked by her old man. Penny pushed these thoughts out of her head and focused on pleasuring Roy and earning her keep as his wife.

Penny maneuvered Roy into the same position as Melissa and Martin had assumed on the other side of the tub. Gripping the rubber rim tightly, Penny grunted and groaned as Roy drove into her pussy from behind, the sound of his belly slapping against her taut, perfect ass matching the same rhythm as Martin’s epic thrusts into Melissa’s cunt. The women’s big tits jolted and shook, churning up the water, as the men pounded their cunts. For some time, the two couples rutted furiously, each trying to outdo the other. Martin came a few moments before Roy, not surprising since he had started sooner. Hearing his friend cry out in bliss, Roy pumped just a few seconds longer, then let out a tortuous groan as he ejaculated his entire load into Penny’s hot, tight twat. The blonde squeezed him with her vaginal muscles, milking his prick. Gasping, Roy fell onto his wife’s sculpted back. On the other side of the tub, Martin collapsed onto Melissa’s back, equally exhausted.

“Mmmmmn, not bad, baby,” Penny cooed. Roy reached around to grip and squeeze her massive tits, one of his favorite things in the world to do. He kissed her neck. Penny leaned her head back and licked at Roy’s cheek.

“Come on, big boy,” Penny whispered. “Let’s go upstairs and I’ll fuck your brains out some more.”

Roy’s flaccid dick began to tighten again. Penny smiled as she felt the hardening rod on her ass. She pushed her husband back gently, using her ass, and climbed out of the tub.

On the other side of the water, Melissa was climbing out too. The naked women stood at the same time and eyed each other from across the steaming water. They let their eyes wander over their rival’s naked perfection, examining each other minutely. Their eyes locked and they shared a look of pure hate and jealousy. The two women knew that they had unfinished business with each other. They also knew that they would finish that business before their time at the chalet was over.

First, however, they needed to tend to their horny husbands. Martin and Roy joined the women on the hot tub deck. All four wiped down with towels. Then, still naked the two couples made their way up to their respective bedrooms, just off the loft. Both men sported rapidly thickening, lengthening pricks. For their husbands, the women were like Viagra, but Martin and Roy both made sure to dose themselves before they went any further.

Penny and Melissa fucked their respective husbands’ brains out. From their rooms on opposite sides of the loft, the couples could hear the other pair’s aggressive sex. Both women made sure to vocalize as much as they could, trying to outdo each other to see who could scream louder and harder. The men, always competitive, tried their best to outlast each other too. At one point, Penny wondered if she and the other woman would end up killing their meal tickets. Finally, the night went quiet. Both men were too exhausted to go on. They settled back in their beds, their flaccid dicks testaments to how well they had been fucked. Even with the pharmaceutical help, neither man could keep it up.

Around 10 PM, Penny realized she was hungry. She had not had any supper. She made Roy go down to get them something to eat. She heard voices from the kitchen and, when Roy came back with a tray filled with snacks and a couple of sandwiches and wine, he told her that Martin had been downstairs preparing a meal for his “exhausted” wife too.
Penny and Roy ate the meal, watched a bit of TV. Martin took another pill and they resumed their fucking. Penny kept her husband going for as long as she could, using all of her considerable sexual skills to drain him completely. Around midnight, he finally passed out, far too tired to continue. She knew she would not get a drop more out of him and that he would be completely dead to the world for the rest of the night.

Penny pulled the sheets tight around her voluptuous body and smiled. She had been especially horny as she rode Roy, that was true, but not for him. Her mind had been filled with images of Melissa, of the bitch’s incredible body, and her memories of the sensations of her tits grinding and quivering against Melissa’s meaty masses. She hated the bitch but she could not wait to get her hands on the whore, to teach her which of them was the better woman.

Around 2 AM, Penny woke. She was thirsty. Her favorite sports drink was in the fridge in the kitchen. She did not bother getting dressed. Completely nude, she padded into the loft and then down the stairs to the great room. A few night lights were her only source of illumination, so she walked carefully.

The kitchen was divided from the great room by a large breakfast counter. As Penny approached the kitchen, she realized that somebody was already there. For a moment, she worried that it was Martin. He had already seen her naked and having sex, but she did not want him to get the wrong idea if he saw her naked now. She quickly realized it was likely not Martin; Melissa had ridden him as hard as she had ridden Roy. The older man was doubtless exhausted and passed out in his bed. Penny smiled viciously as she realized who the occupant of the kitchen must be.

The person in the kitchen was leaning into the fridge. Penny saw the long, beautifully muscled bare leg and the curve of the perfect, womanly ass, illuminated by the light from the fridge. Melissa pulled out a drink and closed the door, darkening the kitchen. A light over the counter was on. Melissa turned as Penny entered the room.

The redheaded woman was wearing a man’s shirt, completely unbuttoned, revealing her naked body. The huge rounds of her tits hung high and taut inside the open shirt. Her bare-shaven cunt glistened in the glow, still wet from the cum it had received earlier in the night. The redhead was devastatingly sexy.

Penny felt her body heat up, her tits grow thick and hot, her nipples hard and tight. Her pussy lubricated powerfully, her clit began to swell. Just being in the presence of the other woman activated all of her most primal instincts. She wanted to fight and fuck.

Penny stood in the glow of the kitchen nightlight. She put her hands on her naked hips and thrust out her tits in challenge. She did not need to say anything, but her eyes glinted with hate and anger and pure, raging lust.

Melissa glared at Penny’s jiggling tits. She put the drink down on the counter behind her. She slowly reached up and pulled the shirt off her shoulders. She placed it on the countertop and stood facing Penny, now equally nude, her hands on her powerful hips, her tits thrust out.

“Are you ready to finish what we started, baby?” Melissa asked, her voice a husky growl.

“I’ve been thinking about you all night, honey,” Penny smiled. “While I was fucking Roy, I was thinking about what I’d like to do to your little girl tits and cunt.”

Melissa smiled back. “That’s strange. When I was fucking Martin’s brains out, I was imagining he was you. When he came under me and passed out, that was exactly how I think it will happen with you.”

“Let’s find out, you bitch,” Penny snarled. She stepped forward, reaching for Melissa’s naked body. The redhead reached for Penny, too. The women slipped their arms around the other’s narrow, muscled waist. The two women aimed their swollen nipples directly at each other. They gasped in concert as their throbbing, rock-hard nips met and crushed, spearing each other and sucking, milk hole to milk hole. It felt like a wonderful mutual penetration and both women thrilled to the exquisite sensation of violating each other. The dense flesh of their tits compressed, the thick meat quivering and shuddering as the heavy glands met and molded, pushing tight. The women tightened their grips on backs, crushing their tits with all their might. Waves of pure pleasure washed through their luscious bodies as their trembling breasts fused and fought, both pairs of meaty glands struggling to crush the other down and prove their sexual superiority.

The women moaned and gasped, their blazing eyes locking in hate. They pressed forehead to forehead, nose to nose, and snarled at each other, seeing only the other woman’s burning eyes.

“I’m going to fuck you down, whore,” Penny whispered, her voice straining against the pressure on her torso. “I’m going to squash these saggy bags then ride your cunt until you’re going off like a firehose!”

“Fuck you, cunt,” Melissa growled back. “I’m the one who’s going to flatten your ugly little sacks! Then I’m going to grind your little girl clit into paste!”

The immediate sexual nature of their battle established, the women set about trying to destroy their rival. They grunted and groaned as they worked their tits into each other ferociously, using their backs to roll the massive glands together, stabbing with nipples, shoving out with the power of their chests. The four massive, rounded mounds of meat quivered and trembled, growing wet and hot with sweat, leaking nipple juices as the struggling women’s mutual arousal intensified. But the line of cleavage, the burning line of contact where titmeat fused to titmeat, remained the same, neither woman able to gain and hold a millimeter in their tit battle.

Melissa and Penny staggered around the kitchen, their bare feet getting slick on the tile floor as their lush bodies began to sweat with the exertion and their excitement. They pushed forehead to forehead even harder, both trying to gain any advantage. Melissa suddenly twisted her body, throwing Penny off balance, and shoved the blonde into the refrigerator. The silver appliance was knocked back on its rollers, thumping into the wall noisily. Penny lost her footing but used the opportunity to wrap one of her naked legs around Melissa’s powerful limb, calf to calf.

“Goddamn you!” Penny grunted. She shoved back hard, setting their massive glands quivering, then reached up and pulled the redhead’s fiery hair savagely.
“Fuck you!” Melissa groaned as Penny managed to force her back from the fridge, towards the center of the spacious kitchen. Penny suddenly slipped, her slick bare foot and her unstable contact with the floor causing her to lose her balance. The twined, nude women fell in a sweaty tangle to the tile floor. Instantly, they twisted legs into muscled knots and wrapped arms around powerful torsos. Cheek to cheek, grunting and groaning, the women rolled in a churning catball from one end of the kitchen to the other, bumping into the boundary formed by the kitchen counter before rolling the other way, back into the fridge.

Their incredibly voluptuous bodies writhed and wriggled on each other, their golden flesh grew slick and hot, their throbbing tits crushed and thrust, their taut, sculpted bellies slapped and rubbed. Their mutual sexual desire became a fever.

The women’s mouths snapped together in magnetic lust. Their strong tongues thrashed and pushed inside the hot, wet cavern formed by their joined maws. Penny felt herself going almost crazy with lust. This redheaded cunt challenged her in every way and her animal instincts were fully awakened. The need to break this whore, to conquer her rival in the most primitive, primal ways, set her heart on fire and made her pussy throb with tension. She had not felt this way in a very, very long time and she loved it. She felt like a cavewoman, fighting with another savage bitch for domination of their tribe, for the right to claim all the cocks in their village. She felt like a feral cat, matching like to like against another predator for control of a disputed territory. She had to beat this cunt, she had to fuck this whore into a coma and establish her sexual superiority. She was even more excited knowing that Melissa felt exactly the same way.

The women broke their kiss in a spray of spit. Instantly, they bit each other, savage love bites scarring shoulders and necks.

“Fuck you, oh Jesus fucking Christ, fuck you…,” Penny groaned, her eyes shut tight in rage and hate, her excitement building inside like a volcano.

“You whore, oh Christ, you filthy, fucking whore…,” Melissa whispered, wincing as Penny’s teeth nipped and sucked at her sleek neck. Eagerly, viciously, she returned the bites and scratches.

The women kept rolling, slowly, their knotted bodies struggling for the dominant position. After one final, torturous turn in the center of the kitchen, Melissa succeeded in taking and holding the top spot, spreading her legs enough to make it impossible for Penny to keep the turn going. The blonde felt this and accepted it. It did not matter, anyway. By this point, both women were so enflamed with lust that they had to move onto the next stage of their battle. They needed to match cunt to cunt and fuck this out, to determine which of them was the Alpha bitch in their cabin, in their circle of trophy wives.

Melissa glared down at Penny, nose to nose. Their gorgeous eyes glowed with hate, lust and unquenchable excitement.

“I’ve got you, you little fuck, and now I’m going to ride your cunt until you’re in a coma!”

“Let’s see what you have, cunteater!” Penny snarled in reply. “Let’s find out which of us has more between her legs!” She slapped Melissa’s round ass, causing the redhead to hiss, then sank her fingers into the taut meat and pulled the bitch down onto her. At the same time, Penny spread her legs, offering her steaming, aching twat in challenge to the whore on top of her.

“I’ve got more fuckmeat between my legs than you can dream of having, slut!” Melissa snarled.

“I’m wide open and waiting, whore,” the blonde growled. “Your meat against mine, your clit to my clit, right now!”

“You’re on, fucker!”

Melissa thrust down with her hips, splatting her wet, succulent cunt onto Penny’s matching pussy. Penny thrust up to meet her. Their genitals clashed in the sound of wet meat slapping. The women groaned tortuously as intense heat and sexual electricity raced through their struggling bodies. They worked their hips in tiny rotations, drilling into each other, penetrating their rival’s cunt, sucking and merging, labia fusing, fuck holes forming a hot, wet suction as their cunts fought for dominance, fought to trigger the other woman into a submissive orgasm. Penny twined her legs through Melissa’s powerful limbs, locking the bitch in place. Their hips and asses bucked slow and hard and the women moved in concert, keeping their pussies glued together.

The women glared into each other, eye to eye, as the incredible sensations raced through their perfect bodies, setting them even more on fire. Sweat poured from their silken flesh. They pushed forehead to forehead, whispering obscenities at the other.

Penny whimpered in joy as she felt her distended clit sink into Melissa’s steaming twat, as she sensed her rival’s engorged clit seeking hers. Their sizzling clits stroked head to head, the deliciously sensitive nerves exploding with ecstatic sensations as they met and rubbed.

“OH FUCK, YES!!” Penny screamed. Her head jerked back, slamming into the floor, the intensity of the clit to clit contact more than she had expected, more than she had hoped.

“OH FUCKING GOD, FUCK!!” Melissa shrieked. Her body jerked, like she had seized an electrical cord. Her legs thrashed as excruciating pleasure rippled through her.
Panting, snarling, Melissa and Penny glared at each other, their eyes wide with surprise. Neither had expected the pure intensity of their clit to clit contact, the raw pleasure the touch had released. They knew it was a sign that their lush bodies were especially compatible, especially well-suited to fuck.

The women glared at each other ferociously, both determined to fuck the other woman into submission. Keeping their aching, burning clits in contact, the women began to fence, rubbing their clits up and down, back and forth, using the throbbing, sizzling nubs to torture each other with pure ecstasy. Their sopping cunts sucked and slid, slick pussy lips slickly rubbing and stimulating, sending waves of pleasure through their muscles, curling their toes with erotic sensations. Their rolling, mashed tits wrestled sensuously, searing nipples locked and throbbing into each other like small cocks. Their bellies slapped and writhed, navels sucking and releasing. Long, muscled legs locked and strained, muscle to muscle. Their powerful bodies writhed and twisted, flesh on flesh, sweat dotting their skin, luscious forms gleaming in the dim light from the counter.

Melissa and Penny battled with every sensual weapon of their voluptuous bodies, desperately struggling to break and overwhelm their rival with raw sexual pleasure. They had to show which of them was the stronger woman, which of them was the better fuck, the one who could force the other to cum against her will. The fuckfight raged on and on, the women’s moans, gasps and cries of pleasure and hate growing louder and more vicious.

“Aaaaahhhhhhh!!”

“Unngggghhhhh!!

“Ummmmmmm!!”

“Ohhhhhhhhh!!!”

“You dirty fucking whore!!”

“You filthy, cunteating slut!!”

Their clits battled on and on, electrical shockwaves racing through their lush bodies with every rub and flick, every stab and caress. They rubbed their unbearably sensitive fuck horns together head to head and pressed tight, snarling and screaming with the sensations, trying to trigger the other woman before they gave in themselves to the unbearable pleasure.

“Damn you, God damn you!” Melissa sobbed, her body on fire, her mind verging on the edge of shutting down. She could not believe how good fucking Penny felt, she could not believe how much tension and pleasure had built up in her body, now screaming for release. Her ass pumped hard, she reveled in the feeling of Penny’s fingers digging into her taut assmeat. She squeezed and scratched the blonde’s rippling ass just as viciously.

“You whore, you fucking, fucking whore,” Penny gasped, her gorgeous face etched in sexual agony and she struggled to keep back the enormous, devastating orgasms beating at the walls of her self-control. She felt faint, on the verge of passing out with sheer pleasure. She bucked furiously, ramming and rubbing her cunt with Melissa’s as hard as she could.

Melissa knew she could not last another instant. She needed to do something fast. Penny had the same realization, but it came a moment later. Melissa forced her tongue into Penny’s mouth and spat hard, sloshing the spit around. As their tongues instinctively struggled, she drove her index fingers deep into the blonde’s puckered asshole. Penny went stiff and shrieked within their mouths. She slapped Melissa’s taut ass savagely, beating the round meat like a drum, sending searing pleasure arcing through the redhead.

However, it was a little too late. Melissa pushed hard with her clit and felt Penny’s clit give, just a little.

“Oh, you DIRTY FUCKING WHORE!!” Penny screamed. She arched her back, threw back her head in rictus of sexual agony, and screamed in orgasmic joy.

“OH FUUUUCCCCCCKKKKK!!”

The blonde came hard, gushing like a firehose, injecting her cum directly into Melissa’s victorious quim.

As she felt the hot jizz filling up her insides, burning into her vaginal canal, the redhead could not last a millisecond more. A sense of exquisite pleasure washed over her as Penny’s cum violated her and she released, screaming in joy as she ejaculated hard into the defeated twat beneath.

“YES, YOU DIRTY LITTLE CUNT, YES!” Melissa screamed.

“Feel it, you bitch, feel my cum burning inside of you!” The redhead screamed in triumph, her green eyes glowing with joy. She had just won the hardest fuckfight of her life.

“Fuck you, just fuck you,” Penny snarled. She was gasping, sobbing in rage and pleasure.

The women continued to twist and writhe as multiple orgasms tore through their lush bodies. For more than two minutes, they bucked through orgasm after orgasm. Finally, they lay still on the kitchen floor, the tile under their voluptuous bodies soaked with sweat and cum. Melissa and Penny rested cheek to cheek, their panting mouths open, Melissa drooling into Penny, their long, thick hair tangled in sweaty knots. Quiet returned to the big house, broken only by the women’s rasping breath.

Finally, Melissa raised her head to glare down at Penny. Penny turned her head. Nose to nose, the women shared looks of hate and rage, but Melissa’s eyes glinted in triumph.
“I won, cunt. I’m the better woman. I want to hear you say it.”

“Fuck you whore. You won one round. That’s all.”

Melissa snarled, enraged by the blonde’s continued defiance. The aching heat in her pussy, the realization of the incredible pleasure she and this woman had just shared, stoked her fire. Despite the intense orgasms she and Penny had just forced from each other, she was not satisfied.

“I still won, cunt. And I want my victory fuck. Right now.”

Penny hissed, but her blue eyes lit with excitement. She could not deny the fucking she and Melissa had just administered to each other had been incredibly good, incredibly pleasurable. She could not remember the last time she had cum so hard, so long and so deliciously. She wanted more.

Eyes locked with Melissa’s gaze, Penny decided to accept her defeat, at least for now. She spread her legs wide, offering her juiced up fuckslit to the whore on top of her. The women grunted in unison, then hissed with barely contained excitement and pleasure as Melissa slid her succulent twat onto Penny’s pudenda and began to rub and caress. Penny twined her legs with Melissa’s, locking the woman in place, and bucked her hips, keeping their wet, steaming genitals sucked into one.

Clit to clit, cunt sucked and merged with cunt, tits rolling and bellies slapping rhythmically, Melissa and Penny fucked hard, riding and riding each other furiously. They tried to keep their eyes locked, to see the moment when one of them would break, but the pleasure soon became too much. Moaning, groaning, pulling hair, biting and scratching, cursing and kissing savagely, the women fucked each other viciously.

They fucked and fucked and fucked, neither wanting it to stop, doing all they could to keep the pleasure going. It was nearly 45 minutes later that they finally could take no more. Screaming, clapping their hands over their rival’s mouth to keep their screams from waking their husbands, the fuckfighting trophy wives ejaculated into each other over and over again, both going off in a series of toe curling orgasms at the same time.

They writhed and twisted and moaned in joy as they came again and again, soaking the intersection of their battling pussies, rubbing cunts and clits furiously, trying to take as much pleasure from each other as they could stand.

Finally, they lay still. Soaked in sweat and cum, they lay panting, wrapped together, limbs twined. After a while, Melissa rolled off of Penny. The women lay side by side, their lush bodies still touching. The chill of the air touched their slowly cooling forms.

Melissa sat up and looked down at Penny. “Thanks for the ride, cunt. That was pretty good. But you lost and I expect you to remember it for the rest of your fucking life. Remember that I’m the better fuck, the better woman, than you are.”

“I told you, whore. That was just round one. We’re not done here. You and I are going to be crossing clits again really soon.”

“Anytime, anywhere, fucker,” Melissa snarled.

The redhead slowly got to her feet. The floor of the kitchen was slick with sweat and cunt juice, but she had no intentions of doing anything about it. She glanced at the clock and realized it was past 4 AM. She and the blonde had been fighting and fucking for almost two hours.

Melissa picked up her shirt from the counter. She gave Penny the middle finger before she turned and walked away, a bit unsteadily. Penny listened to the other woman’s bare feet slap on the stairs. A moment later, she heard the whore’s bedroom door open and close.

Penny sat up. She considered wiping up the puddle she was sitting in, but then decided against it. She was not going to play maid for that bitch. She rolled to her feet and looked at the clock. She sighed. She was burning with a sense of shame, but also elation. She had lost. She had to admit that. But it had been incredibly close. The fuckfight could have gone either way. She was determined that the next time she and Melissa met clit to clit and cunt to cunt, the outcome would be very different.

Sighing, she climbed the stairs to the loft. She entered her room and slipped under the covers. She pressed her wet body to Roy’s. He murmured in his sleep, but did not wake.

Tomorrow – well, later today – was another day. As she drifted off to sleep, Penny felt the excitement of another impending confrontation building in her pussy. She patted her genitals fondly. “Don’t worry, baby,” she murmured. “You’re going to get your revenge.”

Part II:

The next morning, Penny woke late. Roy was gone when she rolled out of bed. She heard him in the kitchen, talking to Martin. She listened for Melissa’s voice but did not hear anything. A few minutes later, she heard the sound of someone coming up the stairs. She returned to her bed and lay down, just in case it was Roy, but it turned out to be Martin going to his bedroom. She listened carefully. She realized he was carrying a tray that he put down on a table outside the bedroom door, before he opened it, picked up the tray, and went inside.

“Here it is, baby, just like you like it!” Martin said cheerfully. Obviously, he was serving his wife breakfast in bed.

Penny lay back on the bed and pulled the sheets over her head. She knew that Roy would soon be coming in with a tray of his own for her. She realized that his competition with Martin would not let him do any less. Normally, she would find that amusing but, today, it was doubly irritating. He would be bringing her breakfast in bed later than Martin treated his wife. Once again, Penny was finishing behind the other woman. That fucking cunt. That dirty whore. She seethed with rage. She had lost the fuckfight with Melissa. It ate at her like acid. She was going to right that wrong at the earliest possible opportunity.

As she expected, Roy brought in her breakfast a few minutes later. He was in a jovial mood. Apparently, he believed that Penny’s decision to stay in bed was due to him fucking her especially vigorously the night before. She realized that Martin must be under the same misapprehension regarding his wife. Penny did nothing to disabuse her husband of his delusion. She encouraged it, cooing about how big, thick and hard his prick was and all the things it did to her poor, battered pussy. The misdirection was useful. Her body had a number of scratches, slap marks and even bite marks that were difficult to explain otherwise. If her husband wanted to believe he was the cause of her sexual tiredness, that was much better than him realizing the truth.

“Martin and I are planning to spend the day golfing, baby,” Roy said to her as they finished their breakfast. He had been admiring her magnificent, naked tits, occasionally brushing crumbs off the succulent flesh. “You can use the little car that comes with the rental, if you want to go into town. Or you can ask Melissa. Martin is leaving his car here.”

“Oh, she’s staying here too?”

“I think so. Martin said she had no interest in golf and I think she’s planning to enjoy some of the amenities in the house, like the hot tub and the sauna. You and she should use the chance to get better acquainted.” He smiled wider. “After all, you two got off to a good start yesterday!” His eyes glinted with lust as he remembered the titfight and kissing the two women had engaged in for the entertainment of their husbands.

“Sorry, baby, I don’t lean that way,” Penny lied. No need to feed any of Roy’s suspicions, just in case he did look more closely at her battle scars. “But I’ll talk to her and see if she wants to go into town or do anything else.”

“Good. Martin’s a great friend, and I expect we’ll spending a lot of time with them. It would be great if our wives could get along.” Roy did not mention his wife-swapping plan, but he had broached the idea with Martin that morning and the other man had been an enthusiastic supporter. In fact, not surprisingly, he had the same idea himself.

“When are you leaving?”

“In an hour or so. Can I get anything for you while we’re out?”

“No, I’m fine,” Penny smiled. “But there is something you can do for me before you leave.”

“What’s that?”

Penny put her breakfast tray on the night table, lay back in bed, and threw the sheet off, completely exposing her naked body. She spread her legs wide, displaying her deliciously beautiful cunt. “How about some of that thick cock up my hole? Maybe suck my tits a bit? I think that would make me feel better.”

Roy could not get out of his clothing fast enough.

A bit more than an hour later, Roy and Martin left the house. They climbed into Roy’s electric supercar and zoomed away. Penny watched them leave from her bedroom window. Martin’s car remained parked in the corner of the driveway. She supposed the car that came with the house was in the underground garage.

Penny walked back to the bedroom ensuite and showered. Her body was still caked in sweat and cum and she needed to feel fresh, at least for now. As far as she was concerned, she would be feeling very, very dirty very soon.

A few minutes after she finished her shower and was sitting, nude, in front of her dresser mirror brushing out her long, thick blonde hair, she heard the door to Melissa’s room open. She heard the other woman go down the stairs. Penny considered joining the redhead, in the nude, and resuming their battle from the night before. To her surprise, however, she heard two voices from the lower level. One was Melissa’s, the other belonged to someone else.

Penny pulled on a bikini, some high heel sandals, and a robe. A minute later, she went down the stairs to the kitchen. Melissa was not there but there was an older woman. Penny realized the woman must be the combination cook/maid for the house.

Penny introduced herself to the woman, whose name was Esther. She noticed Esther was mopping the kitchen floor.

“What happened there?” Penny asked disingenuously.

“I don’t know, miss,” the maid replied. “The mister asked me to mop up the floor. He said he almost slipped on it. Someone must have spilled something and didn’t realize it.” Her more accusatory tone did not escape Penny, who felt a twinge of guilt. Obviously, the woman did not believe that someone could have spilled so much slick juice and not known they were doing it.

“Will you be here long?”

“No, I’ll be leaving in a few minutes. I really only come by in the mornings to help with breakfast if anyone wants it, to replenish supplies and see if anything needs to be cleaned.”

“OK. Do you know where the other woman went?”

“Yes. She said she planned to use the sauna downstairs. She’s probably taking a cold shower now, then into the sauna.”

“I see. Well, I guess I may join her. I’ve always liked saunas.”

“OK.” Esther packed up her mop and put away her bucket. “I’m heading off then. Have a great stay.”

“Thanks. Oh, by the way, my husband told me there is a small car I can use that comes with the house. Do you know where the keys are?”

The woman got the keys for Penny from a drawer in the kitchen. Penny thanked her and then headed down to the basement of the house to find the sauna. As she was walking downstairs, she heard the side door open and close as the maid left. Penny smiled. Finally, she was alone with Melissa.

Penny’s clit grew hard and began to pulse. Her nipples tightened into spikes and her heavy tits burned with arousal. Time for round two.

The basement was larger and had more doors and hallways than Penny realized. It took her a few moments to find the sauna area. She entered a small, tiled room that had shower heads on the wall. One of the showerheads was dripping, indicating it had just been used, and the tile floor was wet. On the near wall, to her left, there was a door opening onto a small bathroom with a toilet. On the far side of the room, a cedar door indicated the entrance to the sauna. Hanging on a hook outside the door was a robe. A pair of flip flops was on the floor. In the corner of the room was a laundry basket that fit under a counter and, over it, a shelf holding clean white towels. On the counter was a pitcher of water, a tap and sink, and several large, clean glasses. Penny glanced at the temperature in the sauna. It was just barely above regular room temperature, but climbing fast, indicating that it had just been activated.

Penny slipped off her robe and hung it on top of the other robe, using the same hook. She liked the symbolism. She pulled off her sandals and left them by the flip flops. She quickly stripped off her string bikini and hung it on the other hook beside the robes. Naked, she turned on the shower and let the cold water wash over her, letting it slick down her hair and raise goose bumps on her lush body.

Penny took a towel from the shelf. Just before she opened the sauna door, she hesitated. She went to the counter, filled one of the glasses with cold water, and gulped it down. Now, she was ready.

Penny opened the door to the sauna and stepped inside. The room was small, about 3 meters long and 2 meters wide, with cedar benches on either side. At the far end of the cedar room was a metal, standing drum, containing steaming rocks that were giving off waves of heat.

Melissa sat on the bench to Penny’s right. The redhead was sitting on a towel. She was completely, magnificently nude. One of her legs was up, her knee bent, her foot on the bench. Her other leg was hanging off the bench, her bare foot on the floor. The position left her naked, juicy cunt completely exposed. Her hair was slicked back, indicating she had just showered.

Penny’s heart beat faster, her throat tightened. She fixed her gaze on the redhead’s open red cunt, the bitch’s glistening, perfect tits. Penny forced her lust back down. The women locked eyes, heat, hate and raw, animal desire passing between them in an instant. They smiled, two predators determining their territory. They both knew exactly what they were going to do to each other here, in this small, hot space, and they could not wait to get started.

Penny spread her towel on the bench across from Melissa and sat down facing the other woman. She mirrored the redhead, one leg up, one down, her red lipped cunt fully exposed and open, directly aligned with Melissa’s dripping twat.

For a few moments, the women said nothing. They stared at the other woman’s incredible body, much of their time spent examining their opponent’s dripping genitals in minute detail. As the room grew hotter, sweat began to bead their skin and drip from the tips of their thick, hard nipples.

“Are you ready for round two, baby?” Penny finally asked, her voice a low purr.

“Anytime, anywhere, fucker,” Melissa murmured. She stood up. Penny immediately stood up too. They turned so they would have more space, Melissa facing the door to the sauna, Penny facing the back wall. The women’s voluptuous, nude bodies were only centimeters apart. They locked eyes and stepped forward, directly into each other. Their luscious bodies aligned perfectly. Nipples seared and mated to nipples, heavy tits mashed and crushed. They slipped their arms around the other woman’s waist and pulled each other in. Hot bellies slapped and caressed. The sheen of sweat coating their skin gave all their flesh an erotic slickness. Their strong, thick thighs pressed tight. They felt the heat, the tension, radiating off of their soaked genitals. The women sensed the engorged clits cresting their cunts, so close a twist of the hips could bring the exquisitely sensitive fuck horns together. They pushed nose to nose, their eyes half closed, as delicious erotic sensations coursed through their fully aroused bodies, exciting them to the point of pure lust. They felt their hearts pounding through the thick meat of their mashed tits.

Teasing, tantalizing each other, Melissa and Penny stood motionless, pressed tight, their luscious bodies feeling and searing each other, for a few more moments. Hot, sweet breath washed over their beautiful faces, their throbbing tits pushed and quivered, their firm bellies sucked tight navel to navel. Their juicy pussies flared with heat.

“Do you want to do this as a stand up fuck or down on the floor?” Penny whispered.

“Let’s start standing up,” Melissa whispered back. “We’ll get down to the floor soon enough when I ram my cunt all the way up your weak little fuck hole.”

“You dirty little bitch,” Penny purred. “I’m going to fuck your cunt off, you cumbucket.” She gripped Melissa’s perfect ass tightly, her fingers slipping on the slick flesh.

Melissa gripped Penny’s ass in reply. Their quivering, meaty tits swelled and crushed even more, their nipples speared each other and sucked tight and hard.

“Let’s play, whore,” Melissa murmured. “Clit to clit.”

Gripping each other’s sweaty asses as tightly as they could, the women leaned back a bit, relieving some of the pressure on their bulging tits, and tilted their pelvises forward, presenting their sopping twats to the other. Their aching, twitching clits touched, then stroked, then flicked and fenced. Every contact sent ecstatic shockwaves of pure pleasure crashing through the battling women. They moaned uncontrollably, throwing back their heads to scream out in pleasure, cries of raw ecstasy.

“FUCK, OH FUCK!!”

“GOD, FUCKING GOD!!”

Desperately, the women snapped their mouths together, their hot tongues thrashing and twisting inside their inosculated maws, spit flowing and leaking, drooling down their jaws, dripping into the quivering crevasse of their mated, struggling tits.

As they kissed ferociously, the women spread their legs wider, tilted their pelvises forward further, and gave themselves better access to their enemy’s raging, steaming fuckmeat. Their clits were on fire, pulsing and throbbing, filling their entire bodies with heat and electricity. Everything in their minds and their bodies became focused on the furnaces between their legs, their senses filled with the excruciating pleasure emanating from their locked clits. The fuck horns twisted together. The women screamed and screamed inside their locked mouths, their eyes streaming tears. Their minds threatened to shut down and black out to save them from the overwhelming sensations. They worked their asses, rubbing and rubbing clit on clit, pulling and straining clits against each other as they knotted and swelled into an unbreakable bond that fed them continuous ecstasy, more than either woman could stand. They kept fencing and grinding, fucking and fucking and fucking.

Their hands slipped on their sweaty asses, their bodies became slick with sweat, as the heat in the sauna peaked. Melissa and Penny broke their kiss, throwing back their heads in a spray of spit, and screamed and screamed as the pleasure in their throbbing, aching genitals filled their bodies to the breaking point.

“OH GOD, YOU DIRTY WHORE!!”

“FUCK BITCH!! CHRIST, YOU CUNT!!”

The battling women humped against each other, their bare feet slick and losing their grips on the cedar decking. Slowly, the women slid to the floor, their clits still rubbing head to head, their asses rippling as they exchanged thrust after thrust, their tits bulging and locked mass to mass. When their asses hit the floor, the women’s legs quickly wrapped around their opponent’s naked hips, locking each other in place. They finally peeled back from the other woman’s chest, freeing their massive tits. Leaning back on their hands, bracing themselves, Melissa and Penny jerked their hips and flexed their asses, thrusting deeper and harder into each other, their burning fuck slits slotting. They entered each other, spreading their cunt lips and penetrating their rival’s vagina, locking up in a deep, tight fuck kiss. Their ravenous cunts sucked powerfully. Their swollen, continuously throbbing clits fused and sealed together in the tight, hot, muscled arena formed by their interlocked genitals. They ground at each other harder and harder, throwing back their heads to scream in ecstasy.

“UNNNNNNHHHHH!!!”

“ARRRRRGGGGGGHH!!

“FUCK, FUCK, FUUCCKKKKK!!”

“GOD, OH GOD, OH FUCKING GOD!!”

Penny felt like she was dying from pleasure. She had never felt anything so delicious in her life. Every nerve in her body was on fire, every muscle in her lush form trembled with tension. She could not believe she had held back the orgasm burning in her core for so long but she knew that she could not contain it much longer. When it finally broke free, she feared the intensity of the pleasure might kill her, but she longed for the sensation, for the unbearable ecstasy that it promised.

Melissa felt the same way. Her muscles shivered with contained tension, her clit filled her whole body, scraping and throbbing and wrestling with Penny’s engorged sex horn. She could not understand why the blonde bitch had not broken yet but she held on desperately, trying to outlast the whore, knowing that the climax, when it came, would be too much to take.

“Cum, oh you fucking filthy whore, cum!!” Melissa screamed. Her body trembled on the edge of orgasm.

“You dirty cunt, you fucking slut, cum for me! You cum! CUM!!” Penny demanded. Tears streamed from the women’s eyes, their gorgeous faces were etched in sexual agony.

Their tits bounced ferociously, their hips worked furiously, their perfect stomachs rippled as they fucked to the finish. The women knew they were both on the verge of cumming. Whoever went first, it would be incredibly close. Penny screamed in frustration. She was holding on by a thread, but she could feel the tidal wave of ecstasy in her clit, filling her cunt, slowly, inexorably, breaking free. If she was not going to lose a second time, she needed to do something now.

Melissa’s head was thrown back, she was groaning and screaming uncontrollably as the pleasure pounded at her self-control. Penny braced her body with one hand and, with the other, lashed out and slapped Melissa’s tits hard, rocking the meaty masses in one direction, then allowing them to wobble and jiggle from the impact. The redhead opened her eyes in astonishment, the sudden shock of pain across her distended, pulsing nipples turning into a spike of raw pleasure that surged into her clit and pushed her over the edge.

“OH GOD, FUCKING GODDDDD!!” Melissa howled. She came in a gusher of cum, her pussy squeezing Penny’s cunt hard, then releasing in a torrent. She fell over onto her back and arched her spine as she convulsed in pure pleasure, her shrieks of joy peeling out of her like a banshee.

Penny rejoiced and reveled in the unbelievably delicious feeling of Melissa’s hot, thick cum injecting deep into her vaginal canal, filling her with steaming liquid. It felt unbearably good and she knew she could not last a moment longer.

“OH YES, YES, YESSSSSSSSSS!!!” Penny screamed. She fell onto her back and arched her spine, too, as she pumped her cum into Melissa. Her hips bucked high, her ass jerked up and down, slapping on the cedar as the two women bucked and heaved, fucking and fucking, cumming and cumming, ejaculating into each other over and over. They screamed and screamed, thrashing inside the cedar box, draining each other of hot ejaculate. Their tits spurted as their bodies overflowed with sexual release. Their voluptuous bodies twisted and jerked for some time, fucking orgasm after orgasm out of the other.

Penny and Melissa lay still on the cedar floor, stretched away from each other, but joined tight at their locked, slotted cunts. Their pussies were coated in their shared ejaculate. Their bodies gleamed with sweat. The heat and the intense pleasure left both women hovering on the edge of unconsciousness.

After a few minutes, Penny stirred. She sat up wearily. She was groggy, dehydrated by the heat and intense release of fluids. She placed a hand on Melissa’s dripping wet belly, just below the woman’s navel. Slowly, agonizingly, she sucked her cunt away from Melissa’s twat. Thick cum gushed out, splattering the floor. Melissa moaned as their cunts separated, part of her wanting to stay locked to Penny forever.

Penny crawled to the cedar room’s door and pushed it open. Cool air rushed in. She crawled out and got to her feet. She staggered to the counter in the corner, poured herself a full glass of water, and drank thirstily. Melissa had managed to get herself to her feet inside the sauna. She staggered out, cum coating her inner thighs and dripping down to the ground. Melissa joined Penny by the water stand. She poured herself a glass of water and drank it down in great gulps.

Recovering, the women glared at each other. Penny crossed the tiled room to the shower, turned it on and stepped under. The cool water washed her clean and cooled her down. Beside her, Melissa did the same.

The women turned off the taps and stood glaring at each other. Their eyes washed over their rival’s naked, perfect body. They felt the stirring heat in their loins.

“I want my victory fuck, whore,” Penny hissed.

“Goddamn you,” Melissa snarled. But the redhead got to her knees, then lay flat on her back on the wet shower room floor. She spread her legs in acquiescence.

Penny smiled, her eyes lit with heat, her tits suddenly throbbing, her clit as hard as a rock. She got to her knees between Melissa’s legs. For a moment, she considered putting one of the redhead’s legs on her shoulder and scissoring the bitch from a vertical position. As good as that may have felt, however, she realized she wanted Melissa in the same way Melissa had taken her, just a few hours before.

Penny spread her thighs inside of Melissa’s thighs. Both women gasped as their slick inner legs caressed and aligned. The blonde pushed her naked, steaming twat forward until it was directly over the redhead’s juicy fuckmeat. She enjoyed the heat radiating off her rival’s steaming twat then lowered herself down, her thick, wet fuck lips crushing and merging with Melissa’s equally juicy, hungry cunt. The women groaned in shared bliss as their exquisite bodies mated. Penny shoved down hard. Their thick cunts sucked and fused. Her red, hot clit crushed and fused to Melissa’s aching fuck horn. The women screamed out in shared joy.

When she was deep and thick inside of Melissa, when Melissa was lodged cunt deep inside of her, when their throbbing clits were crushed tight inside their inosculated cunts, Penny lowered the rest of her body down on Melissa. The women moaned in pleasure as their tits crushed and eclipsed, as their nipples seared and sucked, as their solid bellies slapped, navels merging. Melissa gripped Penny’s powerful ass tightly, pulling the other woman as deep into her as she could.

Nose to nose, mouth to mouth, panting and gasping, hot breath mixing and sharing, their eyes locked in absolute hate and pure, erotic lust, the women slowly, slowly, rubbed clit to clit, belly to belly, tit to tit. The pleasure built and built inside of them, a raging wave of ecstasy, that they fed to each other fuck thrust after fuck thrust, torturing each other with erotic sensations. Their clits knotted tight and the women were soon crying into each other’s faces as their lush, perfect bodies trembled with sensual energy. Their nipples burned, docked together, searing with pleasure.

For nearly an hour, Melissa and Penny slowly fucked and fucked, taking each other up the pleasure curve, dragging their ecstasy out as long as they could, riding each other until they were both shaking with contained tension, until the nova explosion of pleasure could not be contained any longer.

“God, you dirty fucking whore,” Penny whispered at the woman under her. She could barely speak, the tension was so great.

“Give it to me, fucker, let me feel it,” Melissa whispered back.

“Oh God, here it comes, here it comes,” Penny whimpered. She could not restrain the terrible orgasm any further.

“Together,” Melissa gasped.

“Yes,” Penny moaned.

Signaling with their eyes, the women let their orgasms come. Screaming, Penny and Melissa came at the same moment, ejaculating into each other in a torrent of hot cum, their pussies pumping cunt juice in copious amounts, filling their vaginal canals, overflowing their bodies, hot ejaculate mixing and combining, flowing through both women.

Their muscles locked, they slammed their mouths together, spit flowed between them like the cum linking their genitals in the most intimate ways. They gripped their rival’s ass tightly and pulled each other as deep into their cunts as they could, cumming and cumming, screaming and screaming, sobbing with joy as they emptied themselves into the other woman’s fuckhole.
It was a while before they stopped moving, stopped shuddering with sexual pleasure and sensual joy. Penny collapsed on top of Melissa. The women lay in each other’s arms for a time, a tangle of powerful, sweat-soaked limbs, cum-whipped muscles, bulging tits and tangled hair.

Penny finally got up, groggy, drunk on the sheer pleasure she and the redhead had shared. Her whole body tingled with sensation, with the aftermath of nerves stimulated to the limits of their endurance. Cum dripped from her pussy, streaking down her thighs. Her nipples dripped too.

“That’s one to one, fucker,” Penny said, her voice hoarse. “If you want the tie breaker, meet me in the spare bedroom downstairs tonight at midnight. If you’re not there, I’ll know you’ve conceded that I’m the better woman, the better fuck.”

“I’ll be there, you cunt,” Melissa snarled. “We’re not stopping until this is decided between us, until one of us destroys the other. Agreed?”

“Absolutely,” Penny hissed.

Exchanging final looks of hate, Penny grabbed her robe, bikini and shoes. Not putting anything on, she staggered out of the basement, up the stairs to the loft, and into her bedroom. Locking the door, she threw everything on a chair in the room and collapsed into the bed. But she could not sleep. Her body was on fire, despite the intense sexual pleasure it had enjoyed. She pulled her largest vibrator out of her suitcase and went to work on her cunt. An hour or so later, when she stopped to go to the bathroom, she heard a whirring sound from the other couple’s room. She listened carefully, then smiled grimly as she heard Melissa shout out in orgasmic pleasure. The other woman was feeling it too. Midnight could not come soon enough.

Part III:

An hour later, Penny dressed in jeans, a t-shirt and a bomber jacket to go to town. She took the house car, a little electric BYD, and visited a local drugstore. She purchased some over the counter sleep aids. She walked around the little town, attracting quite a bit of attention as a beautiful, voluptuous stranger. She visited the local library to do some reading.

Penny did not want to return too early to the house. So long as Melissa was there, the chances of the women attacking each other and fucking was too great. Part of her wanted to do that very much but she did not want to be exhausted before their showdown tonight. She also did not want to risk getting caught by their husbands. While she was fairly sure that the men would find the competition between the women to be a turn on, she also knew that when one of them finally won – and that would be her! – it would hurt the relationship between their husbands. That was not something she wanted. Penny knew that his friendship with Martin, no matter how competitive it became, was very important to Roy. She did not think it was because there was great affection between the two men, but to lose a contest to the other that really mattered would create a barrier between them that could not be overcome. It was much better if the men remained in the dark about the vicious competition that had erupted between their wives. Besides, Penny felt that this profoundly primal contest was meant for the women alone, their secret, a matching of womanly, sexual power that needed to be settled in private, without the interference or the participation of unwelcome male eyes and desires.

While she was at the library, her phone buzzed. It was Roy, telling her that he and Martin had returned home. They had made 7 o’clock reservations at a local upscale restaurant and she needed to get back to the house to get ready. Penny left the library. Less than twenty minutes later, she parked her little car in the garage and made her way into the house.

Roy and Martin were sitting in the great room, regaling Melissa with stories of their golf prowess. The redhead looked sufficiently interested, but Penny knew the other woman’s thoughts were on tonight. When the women’s eyes met from across the room, the erotic charge that passed between them could have lit up a city for a year. Thankfully, both of their husbands were too dense to pick up on it.

“Come on, Roy,” Penny said, after listening to their golf stories for a few minutes. “We need to get ready.”

“OK, honey, right with you.”

“Baby, if you don’t come with me now, I may just have to get ready by myself.”

Roy immediately took her meaning. “Here I come, baby!”

Martin and Melissa looked amused as the man scrambled to run up the stairs, following his gorgeous wife’s perfect, retreating ass, which was packed into the skin-tight jeans.
When they were inside the bedroom, Roy immediately stripped himself naked. Penny smiled languidly and took her time, but it was not long before she was flat on her back on the bed and Roy was pumping his prick into her like a machine. She worked his cock, giving him a series of excruciating orgasms. She wanted him as tired as possible for tonight and it made sense to start early.

As Penny and Roy lay naked in their bed, recovering from their latest round of fucking, they heard the sound of Martin and Melissa pounding their bedhead into the wall. Evidently, the other couple had decided to follow their lead.

The two couples showered and changed. By 6:30 PM that night, they were ready to go out for dinner.

The men were dressed in expensive, casual clothes and comfortable sports jackets. The women were wearing evening dresses. Melissa’s was a dark green, and went well with her red hair. Penny’s was black and nicely complemented her golden curls. The dresses were extremely revealing, both with deep necklines that were cut down to the women’s navels and open slits exposing their beautiful, bare legs. Their perfect, magnificent tits rolled enticingly inside the necklines, pressed tight into their chests, revealing the full rounds of their delectable tits. The women attracted considerable attention at the restaurant.

Just after the party ordered dinner, Penny announced she was going to the ladies’ room. She raised an eyebrow at Melissa, who went with her. The women were both holding clutch purses.
In the bathroom, Penny entered the handicap stall. Melissa was right behind her.

The two women faced each other. Penny glared at Melissa’s cleavage, at the rounds of the delicious orbs fully displayed. Her own tits were equally brazen. Without a word, each woman slipped a hand inside the other woman’s cocktail dress, cupped their enemy’s tit, and began to knead and massage the thick, firm flesh, playing their palms over the hard nipple. They pressed close, nose to nose, as they molested each other.

The women’s eyes were half-closed, they panted hard, sharing hot breath. They gasped as the pleasure grew, the heat between their thighs flaring to life. They pressed forehead to forehead. Almost reluctantly, they extended their tongues and touched them gently, sending shockwaves through their lush bodies. Penny sucked hard on Melissa’s tongue. Melissa let her, moaning gently. After a moment, Melissa took her turn sucking on Penny’s tongue.

Their dresses looped over their necks, leaving their backs bare. Melissa put both of her hands on Penny’s massive tits, squeezed both of the orbs, then pushed the blonde away. As Penny stumbled against the stall wall, Melissa reached up and untied the knot behind her neck that held her dress in place, pressed against her tits. The cloth fell away, freeing her incredible breasts. The heavy glands fell forward, relieved of the pressure, and bounced delectably. Penny felt her heart pound, her pussy grow wet and hot. She wanted to suck and eat those magnificent mounds of meat.

Carefully, Penny reached up behind her neck and undid the clasp of her dress. The arms of the dress came free, leaving her own massive rack unencumbered, bouncing deliciously as the pressure from the cloth released.

The women stared hungrily at the other woman’s huge, perfect tits. They stepped up to each other, filling their hands with the other bitch’s mounds, and squeezed and kneaded each other viciously. They stroked and twisted rock-hard nipples, eliciting gasps and grunts from their rival. The weight and heft and density of the other slut’s tits impressed their rival. Fondling their opponent’s tits was like fondling their own. For almost a minute, Penny and Melissa massaged and squeezed the other’s mammary glands, feeling their nipples grow even harder and harder.
“Tit to tit. Right now,” Melissa breathed at Penny.

The blonde did not argue. She released Melissa’s tits and wrapped her arms around the redhead’s narrow, muscled waist, pulling her in. Melissa folded her arms around Penny’s upper back. The thick, meaty masses of their tits slapped together, hot and tight, the dense flesh resisting compression. Each of the four firm boobs crushed hard, their swollen nipples meeting and stabbing tip to tip, nipple holes sucking and fusing, sending waves of pure pleasure radiating through their tits and trickling down to the women’s pulsing clits. Penny and Melissa used their shoulders and backs to roll and grind their swollen glands, meat massaging and rippling against meat, erotic sensations burning in their flesh. They pushed as hard as they could until their quivering tits would compress no further, their massive glands equally crushed up against the walls of their chests.

It felt so good, so unbelievably good. The women wanted nothing more than to just keep rubbing and grinding their chests, their beautiful tits, until their nipples and pussies gushed with climax. They panted mouth to mouth, then slowly locked into a deep, deep passionate kiss, their eager tongues sliding together. They sloshed spit back and forth. The women used a hand to push the back of the other’s head deeper into the kiss.

They broke the kiss, panting, moaning, gasping. They rested their chins on the other’s shoulder.

“I’m going to flatten these little girl tits, you cunt,” Penny whispered. “I’m going to fuck your cunt off tonight.”

“You fucking whore,” Melissa whispered back. “Your tits are soft little bags that I’m going to crush and deflate. And my pussy is going to eat yours alive. You won’t be able to walk by the time I’m done with you. Roy will need to take you home in a wheelchair.”

“Fuck you, bitch. I’m going to fuck you so raw you won’t be able to sit for a week. I’m going to crush your fucking clit into mush.”

The women’s mouths locked again, their tongues struggled, spit trickled down their jaws to their heaving, quivering tits as the massive, meaty mounds fought ferociously. The women had been in the washroom for almost ten minutes. Their sexual fever kept growing, getting more and more uncontrollable. Neither had intended to fuck right here, but the pressure in their cunts was becoming unbearable.

The washroom door opened and two women entered, talking animatedly about trivial things. The interruption was enough to shock Melissa and Penny back to their senses. The women pulled apart, reluctantly disengaging their throbbing tits. They re-tied their dresses, concealing the full weight of their breasts, and used toilet paper to wipe the spit off their faces and chests. The two women who had entered the washroom left a few minutes later, apparently without noticing the two sets of feet in the larger stall.

Melissa opened the stall door and stepped out carefully. Penny was right behind her. To their surprise, there was another woman in the washroom, doing her makeup at the counter. She must have come in at the same time as the other, louder women. She noticed the two gorgeous women surreptitiously leaving the stall they were in together and her eyes widened slightly.

Penny smiled seductively at the woman in the mirror and gave her a wink. The woman turned red, then hurriedly put away her lipstick, closed her purse and retreated from the washroom, but not before casting an admiring glance at the incredible bodies of the two women who had exited the stall. No doubt, her fantasies that night would be filled with visions of lesbian sex.

Shoulder to shoulder, Penny and Melissa straightened their hair and makeup. Their contending cleavages, thick and firm, jiggling deliciously, challenged the other in the mirror.

Penny took her clutch purse, opened it, and handed Melissa a foil blister packet.

“What is this?”

“Sleep aids. Give Martin three or four capsules. It will put him out for the whole night. We don’t want any interruptions.”

The redhead took the pack and put it in her purse.

The women’s eyes locked and they smiled at each other savagely. There was no need to say more. They returned to the table, where their husbands were waiting. The food had still not arrived.

“Glad you’re back, girls! We were starting to worry you’d fallen into the toilet!” Martin joked.

“No, just some girl talk. Comparing notes on you two,” Melissa teased.

“Oh, that’s a bad idea,” Roy replied. Penny could tell he was being half-serious. His male pride did not want his wife saying things about his sexual skills in comparison to Martin. She found that a bit surprising. Roy was quite good in bed. But maybe he knew things about Martin’s technique or reputation that she did not. It intrigued her and made her wonder a bit about how good a fuck Martin actually was. She was sure that the husbands had been talking about doing a wife-swap, something that she was fine with, especially if it allowed her to show up Melissa in bed. She knew Melissa would be on-board, too. The chance to take their rivalry to the next level and fuck the other woman’s husband to prove which of them was sexually superior was an opportunity they would not pass by.

The dinner was very good and the conversation flowed freely. The men did most of the talking. Penny listened intently, interjecting occasionally. Melissa was quiet, listening but apparently distracted. Penny assumed the bitch was thinking about their coming confrontation and she was happy to think that she was winning the psychological part of their impending battle. Suddenly, she felt a bare foot stroking her leg under the table.

Melissa was sitting across from Penny and the blonde cursed herself for not thinking of this first. Stealthily, Penny pried off both her high heels. Her bare feet reached out and she met Melissa’s, the balls of their feet pushing tight, their toes meeting pad to pad. The women rubbed feet, the sensuous contact sending sparks of electricity up their legs, into their clits. They intertwined the toes on two feet and used their free foot to stroke and caress the other woman’s bare calf and rub sole to sole. Their pussies grew even wetter.

Melissa and Penny avoided looking at each other, not making eye contact, as their feet locked in intimate battle under the table. Penny knew that if she and other woman could shove a foot into their rival’s pussy, they would be foot-fucking right now. But they were a bit too far apart and it was too risky. She resolved that was something she would do at some point during their upcoming battle.

When dessert came, the women broke off their stroking, caressing battle but remained with their toes locked under the table, the balls of their feet pressed tight. Penny’s black dress helped to conceal the length and hardness of her pulsing nipples, but Melissa’s green dress provided far less protection. The long, tantalizing battle of sexual teasing had taken its toll. Martin noticed his wife’s distended nipples and smiled.

“Hey baby,” the older man smirked. “Looks like you can’t wait to get back to the house!”

Melissa smiled. “Oh, you don’t know the half of it, honey,” the redhead purred. “I’ve got some big plans tonight.”

Penny leaned towards Roy. “Don’t worry, baby,” she cooed. “Whatever she’s got planned, I’ll do her one better!” Penny squeezed Melissa’s foot tightly. She thrilled as the other woman squeezed back.

The two couples left the restaurant in a bit of a hurry, the two men anxious to get back to the house so they could start plowing their wives. The women squeezed into the tight back seat of Roy’s electric car. The couples had all come in the single vehicle and, now, the women intended to use the cramped space to their advantage.

As the car sped through the night, Melissa and Penny leaned into each other. Melissa looped an arm around Penny’s neck. Penny wrapped her arms around Melissa’s waist. They pressed into the other, tits weighing and compressing, and licked, touching tongues. In the rearview mirror, Roy watched intently. He gestured at Martin, who turned around to watch the show the two wives were, ostensibly, putting on for their husbands.

Melissa and Penny locked into a deep kiss. The women had to tread the line between making it seem they were playacting while avoiding the real passion and hatred that made them want to lock up and fuck each other to death. However, the heat between them was real and uncontrollable. As they slopped spit back and forth between their inosculated mouths, Penny and Melissa moaned in concert and kissed hungrily.

“Hey, girls, if you want to get together for real, Roy and I would be fine with it,” Martin said. His voice was a bit strained. Penny was sure he was sporting an enormous erection.

“Yeah, but we want to watch,” Roy added. The excitement in his voice was evident and he stepped harder on the accelerator, desperate to get home.

The women broke off their kiss, both lapping up the strings of spit that connected their red lips. The heat that passed between them was incredible and undeniable.

“We’ll think about it, baby,” Penny smiled, even as she glared deep into Melissa’s eyes. “Let’s just get home, so I can show you how much I appreciate you.”

“You’re the only one for me, Marty,” Melissa reassured her husband. But her eyes never left Penny’s gaze.

The women resumed kissing and sucking, driving their men wild with lust and secretly stimulating each other to new heights of mutual desire. As Penny rubbed her hard nipples into Melissa’s cleavage, she felt her rival tremble with need. They took turns sucking on the other woman’s tongue.

The car pulled into the driveway of the rental chalet a few minutes later.

The men and women clambered out of the car and almost raced for the house. They lost their shoes in the foyer then hurried up the stairs, the men pulling their wives by the hand, into their respective bedrooms. Just before their doors closed, Penny and Melissa locked eyes. The next time they saw each other, it would be to fuck each other into oblivion, until one of them could declare herself the superior woman.

Penny was out of her dress in moments. She threw herself onto the big bed and spread her legs wide in in invitation. In moments, Roy was on top of her, then inside of her, churning away in a sexual frenzy.

“Oh baby,” Penny moaned, moving her hips, keeping him hot and hard. “Oh baby, you are such a good, good fuck!”

Roy pumped into Penny frantically, enjoying to the fullest her luscious body, all of the incredible voluptuousness that had made her his wife in the first place. Not for the first time, he rejoiced in his investment. He cried out in ecstasy, ejaculating into Penny’s hot, wet snatch, getting sucked and released, over and over, Penny’s magical cunt working its wonders on his rock-hard cock.

Roy collapsed on top of his wife, crushing down on her massive tits. Penny smiled and wrapped her powerful legs around Roy’s hips. A few more rounds with Roy, then she’d be ready for the night’s main event. She could hardly wait.

Part IV:

The next morning, both couples slept in late. The men got out of bed before their wives. Fortunately, the sleeping tablets the women had slipped their husbands did not have side-effects, so neither man was unusually groggy. They let their beautiful wives sleep in, both men taking credit for having exhausted their respective partners the night before and none the wiser that their wives had drugged them and then fucked each other senseless.

Roy and Martin sat out on the deck, sharing coffee and some general conversation about business. Both men had something else on their minds, however, something they had been considering since the weekend started and had been seriously discussing the night before, when their wives had gone to the ladies’ room.

“So, what do you think?” Martin asked. “Do you think they would go for it?”

“I don’t know, but I think that Penny would. I’m not a hundred percent certain, but I’ve never seen her turn down the chance to experiment a bit. Of course, this is a bit further than we’ve gone before. She’s agreed to let me have some threesomes with her and other women, but I’ve never asked her to fuck one of my friends before.”

“Same thing with Melissa. She’s pretty much up for anything, but I’ve never asked her to fuck a friend. Of course, there was never any reason to do it.”

“So, what’s the plan here?” Roy asked. “We swap wives, then meet later to discuss whose wife is the better fuck?”

“I guess.” Neither of the men said it, but they both knew that they would lie to each other if either of them really found his friend’s wife to be a better ride than his own. But they both also knew that the man telling the lie would also know the truth, and that would have to do.

About an hour later, Penny stirred. She rose from the bed, stretched her gorgeous, naked body, and went into the shower. A short time later, she made her way down the stairs, wearing jeans and a sweater that accentuated her spectacular breasts. She joined Martin and Roy on the deck. A few minutes later, Melissa joined them. She was wearing a t-shirt that seemed almost painted onto her bulging chest, and yoga pants. The two women exchanged vicious glares, but they were careful to keep their shared animosity from being apparent to their husbands.

The maid had arrived a little earlier and was puttering around in the kitchen. When Penny had seen the women, she approached her to have the sheets in the spare bedroom changed. The maid assured her it would be done, and did not ask any other questions. Penny decided to recommend that her husband leave the woman a very generous tip before they left.

The two couples exchanged the usual small talk as they drank coffee (for the men) and tea (for the two women). Finally, Roy and Martin exchanged a look. Martin nodded. Roy cleared his throat.

“Girls,” Roy began, “Martin and I have been talking about something that we hope you both will be willing to do for us.”

“Here it comes,” Penny thought to herself.

“What’s that?” Melissa asked, but she was already certain she knew what the request would be.

“Both of you are so beautiful,” Roy continued. “Martin and I have shared everything in our lives and we would like to share the two of you, as well.”

Penny barely kept herself from snorting derisively. She knew that Roy and Martin shared very little but competed a great deal. Still, it was probably the case that the men had swapped bed partners in the past, as part of their endless games and competition.

“You want to wife-swap?” Melissa asked calmly.

“Yes, we would,” Martin continued quickly. “As long as you girls are alright with it.”

The women looked at each other, both amused.

“I’m game for it, if Melissa is,” Penny purred.

“I’m certainly up for it,” Melissa replied, a malicious grin lighting her face. “But you might want to be careful, dear. Once I fuck Roy, he’ll know he’s getting second best with you.”

“I was just about to say the same thing, Melissa,” Penny said, her voice sizzling with hate. “When I’m finished with Martin, he won’t want to stick his cock in your little girl cunt ever again.”

The women’s words escalated the tension between them exponentially. For the first time, it dawned on the men that their wives might not like each other – indeed, might actively despise each other. Penny and Melissa both realized that they had let the cat out of the bag -their husbands were now aware of their rivalry. It was too late to conceal this, but neither woman cared to do so any longer. Besides, the sudden animosity between their spouses excited the husbands. They realized that the women had considerable motivation to outdo the other and that could only work to the other woman’s husband’s benefit.

“Girls…,” Martin began, trying to defuse the situation a bit. Roy did not say anything, but watched the interplay between the two voluptuous women, his eyes shining with lust. Both men sported growing erections.

Penny turned to glare at the men, breaking her eye lock with Melissa.

“We’re going to do this here, right in this room, right in front of each other. I think Melissa and I want to see what the other woman does to our husbands.” She turned her gaze back to Melissa. “Right?”

“Absolutely,” the redhead agreed. “I want you to watch as I give your husband the best fuck he’s ever going to have in his life.”

“Fuck you. I’m going to make Martin’s dick explode. Then I’m going to take my husband back and show you how it’s really done.”

The women’s open hate was flowing out in waves, filling the room. It finally dawned on both men that a lot more must have been going on between their lovely young wives while they were away golfing than they had realized. The men pushed this out of their minds. They looked at each other and smiled eagerly. Their erections were at full staff in anticipation of the women doing what they were promising.

“We meet here at 7 PM,” Melissa said. “We fuck each other’s husbands until we can all see which of us is the better fuck.” She looked at the men. “Do you two agree?”

Martin and Roy were not happy about having to perform in front of the other man. However, they could tell they had no choice, if they were going to get what they both wanted.

“Yes,” the husbands agreed, in unison.

“One other thing,” Penny added. “No fucking between now and this evening. Everyone should be fresh and no one should have any advantage over the other – like if someone’s balls are so drained that they can last longer or are less responsive than they would be ordinarily.”

Everyone agreed. The two men left shortly after to go play a game of golf and spend the day at the golf club. Melissa took the house’s EV and went into town. Penny changed into a bikini and went out to sun herself on the deck and swim in the pool.

Penny slipped a probing finger into her thong and gently stroked her throbbing clit. She brought herself to a powerful orgasm. She did not think this was cheating. She needed to be at her best this evening and she was sure that Melissa was doing the same thing, somewhere.

She was right. At that moment, Melissa was in a hotel room she had rented for the day, masturbating vigorously. She wished she had stayed home and could do this in her bed, but she did not trust herself to not attack Penny if she and blonde were the only people in the house.

Melissa returned to the villa around 5 PM. She heard the shower going in Penny’s suite. She entered her bedroom and began preparing herself for the evening to come.

The men returned home shortly after. At 6 PM, the couples shared a small supper. They said little, but the tension in the air was overwhelming and electric. The women were calm and collected, but glaring at each other like two jungle predators, getting ready to tangle for territory. The men were nervous and excited. They were used to be being in control of most situations but, this time, it was their younger wives who were driving events. The women were the masters of everything erotic. Their husbands understood the imbalance in power between them and their wives.

The couples went up to their respective rooms after the meal. Roy watched as Penny stripped, his admiration and lust for her body at a fever peak. He watched her calmly brush out her hair and apply her makeup lightly, sitting nude in front of the dresser mirror.

Roy cleared his throat. “I really want you to fuck Martin’s brains out, baby,” he said. It was a strange request, wanting his wife to give another man more pleasure than he could endure, but his competition with his friend had come to this point. “Show him what he’s missing.”

“Oh, I will, honey,” Penny cooed. “When you’re up that whore’s dirty snatch, you remember what I’ve got waiting for you between my legs, too.”

“I will, baby. There’s no way Melissa can fuck as well as you can.” Secretly, Roy was hoping for the ride of his life. Melissa had her pride on the line as well, and he was sure that was enough to motivate the gorgeous redhead to do her best. But he was still desperately hoping that Martin’s gorgeous wife was not a better fuck than his delicious blonde.

In their room, Martin and his lovely wife were having a very similar conversation. “Make that old goat cum until his balls are drained, baby,” Martin encouraged his wife. “Make it so he can’t walk when you’re done with him. Really show him what he’s missing.”

“I guarantee it, baby,” Melissa assured him. She was applying a light lip gloss to her red lips. She was going to be sweating a lot before the night was over, so she saw no point in putting on too much paint. “I’m going to give him a ride he’ll never forget. He’s going to go back to his house with that slut and dream of me and what you’ve got waiting for you in your bed every time he shoves his cock up that whore’s hole.”

At five minutes before 7, the couples met on the loft landing. Led by the women, they proceeded into the great room downstairs. Melissa and Penny wore light, short robes, high heels, and nothing else. Their long, thick hair billowed out like competing manes. The men wore robes and slippers. Melissa and Martin stood on one side of the fur rug positioned in front of the fireplace. Penny and Roy stood on the other. The women glared at each other hatefully.

“Roy, please come over here and stand behind me,” Melissa instructed. She nodded at Martin. “Baby, you go stand behind that blonde slut.”

The men traded places, watching how their wives reacted. Penny and Melissa’s eyes were locked, their mutual hatred and desire for domination now completely out in the open.

Slowly, in unison, Penny and Melissa reached down and undid the belts to their robes. Together, the women pulled the robes back, revealing their equally luscious, perfect, voluptuous bodies. The women threw their clothing aside. Their meaty tits quivered with the motion. Their hard, thick nipples throbbed. They glared at each other, posing, one leg cocked forward, their high heels accentuating their beautifully muscled calves, their long, sleek legs. The women’s eyes swept over their opponent. Their eyes rose to fix in a hateful glare. Both women had to admit that their rival was their equal in every observable way.

Behind them, the women could sense their enemy’s husband. The men were panting, fully aroused, their massive erections tenting their robes. Martin and Roy felt their cocks throbbing, pulsing with heat. Both men were more sexually aroused than they could ever remember being before. The primal struggle going on between their beautiful wives excited them even more.

“We’re going to do this doggy style,” Penny growled. “I want to see your face as I make your man pass out on top of me, you cunt.”

“That’s fine by me, whore,” Melissa shot back. “I’m going to drain your man drier than a desert and I want you to see every time he cums inside of me.”

The women dropped to their hands and knees on the fur rug. They left on their come-fuck-me pumps. They looked back over their shoulders at their rival’s husband. They spread their legs, wiggled their round, taut asses, and flexed their succulent cunts. Melissa sprayed a bit.

“Come and get it, Martin, baby,” the redhead cooed. “Come see what a real woman’s cunt feels like!”

“Shove it in, Roy, honey,” Penny purred. “I’m going to make your prick feel things that your little bitch can’t even dream of making you feel!”

The two men doffed their robes. Naked, they lined up behind their friend’s wife, gripped the women’s firm, smooth hips, and aimed their throbbing pricks at the clean-shaven twats that the women presented so enticingly.

“On the count of three,” Melissa said. Penny nodded.

“One,” Melissa said, her eyes locked with Penny’s.

“Two,” continued the blonde.

“Three!” the women shouted in unison.

The men thrust hard, fully penetrating the cunt of the woman in front of them, sliding their pricks blissfully into the tight, hot, wet sheathe of the women’s vaginal canals.

“Oh fuck, yes,” Roy grunted.

“Christ, oh Christ,” Martin moaned.

Both men leaned over the other man’s wife and gripped the women’s huge, meaty tits, squeezing and kneading the heavy glands. The men and women rocked in concert, the women using their hips to move in rhythm with the man reaming them from behind. Penny and Melissa leaned forward, their hands supporting their bodies. They stared into each other’s eyes as the men continued their pounding thrusts.

Both women crawled slowly forward, leading the thrusting men, until Melissa and Penny were nose to nose, forehead to forehead, sharing hot, panting breath.

“You dirty little fuck.”

“You cuntsucking whore.”

The women touched tongues, then locked into a deep, savage kiss, their tongues struggling to overwhelm the other. The men saw what was happening between their wives and grew even more excited. They grabbed the thick hair of the woman they were riding and pulled hard, using the women’s manes to anchor themselves.

The women used their vaginal muscles on the other woman’s husband, leaving the men grunting and gasping as the women’s cunts rippled and massaged their sensitive pricks, sending intense sensations coursing through them. Both men had experienced this kind of sexual play with their own wives on a regular basis, but the nature of the situation they were now in intensified the eroticism, somehow making everything they were experiencing more intense.

The men ran their hands over their friend’s wife’s body, caressing and massaging, rubbing and gripping taut flesh and firm, thick glands. They pulled the women apart and turned the women’s heads so they could lock up the woman they were fucking in a lustful kiss. His hands slipped around Penny’s waist to grip her cunt from behind, Martin came in a gush of cum and hard jerks of his hips. At almost the same moment, Roy ejaculated powerfully, his hands filled with Melissa’s massive tits.

The men fell away from the women, flat on their backs on the fur rug. The older husbands panted and gasped. Penny and Melissa immediately approached their lover of the night. The men were lying almost head to head on the rug. The women crawled over on their knees and, as if with one mind, lowered their faces to the other’s husband’s crotch and began to suck and caress their wilting pricks. The women competed to see who could get the other’s husband hard again first. For a time, the great room filled with the wet, hot sounds of lips smacking and sucking.

Soon, both men were at attention again.

The women mounted the men, lowering their twats on the rock-hard shafts, and impaled themselves. Melissa and Penny sat facing each other across the body of the other’s husband. They began to ride the men’s cocks, their hips moving slow and hard, their huge tits rocking and bouncing, their thick manes of red and blonde hair billowing behind their heads.

The women reached for each other and intertwined their fingers, locking their palms. Gripping tightly, their eyes fused in an intense glare of pure hatred, the trophy wives fucked their rival’s husband mercilessly. The women only had eyes for each other. Their arms trembled as they flexed and strained, hands gripped tight, anchoring each other and trying to overpower the other at the same time.

On and on, the competitive fucking continued, the women using all their sexual skills, the power and techniques of their tight, hot twats, to make their rival’s husband feel the most intense sexual pleasure that he could. Vaginal muscles rippled on thick, throbbing cocks, riding them up the pleasure curve, keeping them from going off, letting the pressure build and build, until the men’s shafts felt to both of the husbands like volcanoes, filled with heat and electricity, begging for release. Roy and Martin almost screamed out as they were fucked out of their minds. All the while, Melissa and Penny kept their hands locked, sweaty palm to palm, beautiful eyes locked in a withering stare. Their big tits bounced rhythmically as they matched each other’s gyrating hips.

With choking moans, Roy and Martin could not last. They came again and again, their balls drained by the incredible vixens riding them. They almost screamed with release. The men were in good shape for their ages, but there were limits to how much intense fucking they could take and how much pleasure they could endure. The men ejaculated powerfully, two, three times, then passed out.

Penny and Melissa kept riding their enemy’s husband a bit longer. They released each other’s hands, then slowly got to their feet, pulling their cum-filled twats away from the men with sucking pop, separating their cum-filled pussies from the men’s flaccid pricks.

The naked women stared down at the prone men. Martin and Roy would no longer be a factor for the rest of the night.

“OK, bitch, it’s time to finish this,” Penny purred. She reached down and pulled off her pumps, throwing them aside.

“I’m going to turn you into a puddle on the ground, you fucker,” Melissa snarled. She removed her heels too.

“Let’s do this on the deck,” Penny said. The other woman nodded.

The naked trophy wives left their snoring husbands behind. Naked, they walked out onto the moonlit deck. They found a mat and laid it out near the hot tub.

Penny sat on her ass on one side of the mat. Melissa sat on the other. The women contemplated each other for a moment. The contest rules had already been decided. Now, they just needed to fuck it out until one of them lost in the best of three.

“I’m going to enjoy this, you little whore,” Penny grunted. Her body was raging with sexual fever. She was going to fuck this bitch into the ground.

“Not half as much as I’m going to enjoy it, fucker,” Melissa snapped. “I’m going to teach you your place, cunt, and it’s with your face between my legs, sucking my clit.”

“No more words. Let’s let our cunts do the talking.”

“Bring that diseased twat over here and let’s get started, slut.”

The naked vixens slid towards each other on the mat, leaving a slick of pussy juice on the vinyl surface. They scissored, left legs over rights, and lined up their juicy, clean-shaven twats. They pressed the thick, juicy lips of their pussies together slow and hard. Their eyes fluttered as the electricity poured through their bodies, lighting their nerves, their flesh on fire.

They threw back heads, blonde and red manes flashing, and groaned in shared ecstasy.

The final showdown began.

Part V:

Penny and Melissa grunted and groaned, gasped and growled, cried and screamed out in unbearable pleasure and sexual anguish. The women’s eyes burned with pure, unalloyed hatred as they fucked each other ferociously, both determined to force their despised rival into submission. Frustratingly, they were experiencing the most intense pleasure of their lives with the woman they hated more than anyone else they had ever met. The women understood that the two feelings were intimately connected.

As their bodies writhed and twisted in pleasure, Melissa reached out and gripped Penny’s hair. Penny returned the grip.

“This is just between you and me,” Melissa hissed. “Whatever happens, we don’t tell the men. This is just between us, woman to woman.”

“Agreed,” Penny snarled in reply. “When I fuck you into a coma, it’s enough that the two of us know the truth. It’s not for anyone else.”

The women’s asses pumped, their hips jerked and twisted, they sawed their clits mercilessly together, riding each other hard. They gripped the other’s muscular, sweaty thigh and fucked furiously, their hot genitals sealed in a deep, unbreakable fuck kiss. Their huge, meaty tits bounced ferociously on their chests, the thick glands bobbing and jerking uncontrollably as the women’s hate fuck built to a devastating conclusion.

“Damn you, God damn you!”

“Dirty fucking slut! Whore!”

The intense erotic pleasure grew inside of the struggling vixens until it was unbearable. Eyes locked in hate, Melissa and Penny glared at the other viciously, willing their rival to break first, almost pleading with their enemy to give up.

“Cum, you little fuck, cum, cum, CUM!!”

“You cum, you filthy whore! Jizz, you bitch, JIZZ!!”

The women felt the bomb go off inside their cores almost simultaneously. If one Amazon’s incredible body surrendered before the other, it was too close to call.

“GODDAMN FUCKING WHORE!!”

“FILTHY FUCKING SLUT!!”

The women fell onto their backs and jerked their hips high, creating a bridge with the pool deck. Their bodies shuddered, their locked cunts quivered as they sucked and bit at each other with all their strength, fused together in the throes of ecstasy. The women’s twats squirted copious amounts of cum into the air that splattered down onto their jerking bodies. They ejaculated into each other over and over, injecting hot jizz into their enemy’s body. The women writhed and twisted on the deck, their bodies undulating sinuously, their tits jolting, their moans and cries of pleasure gradually fading as the multiple orgasms chaining through their luscious bodies slowly abated.

Panting, soaked in sweat and splattered with woman jizz, the women floated in the afterglow of the intense pleasure they had inflicted on each other. Their cunts remained pressed tight, clits pulsing in tandem, slick, hot fuck lips sticky and wet, sealed in a ravenous fuck kiss.

Finally, Penny pushed herself up on her elbows and stared between her tits and down her belly at the woman sealed to her, pussy to pussy. Melissa felt her rival move and pushed up on her elbows, returning the glare.

The women snarled at each other, their shared hatred even more intense.

“I don’t care it if takes all night, we’re not stopping until I break you, you whore,” Penny breathed, her loathing for the other beautiful woman dripping in her voice.

“It’s not going to take that long, slut,” Melissa snapped. “I’m going to make you cream in the next round, then I’m going to ride your cunt all night. You’re going to be my bitch tonight, and for the rest of your fucking life!”

The women’s mutual hate spiked. Their desire to humiliate the other, to dominate and destroy, became a fever. Simultaneously, they sucked and bit with their cunts, locking their sopping genitals again and squeezing with all their vaginal strength. Their gorgeous faces twisted in sexual agony as they struggled to overpower the other vixen with the very core of their womanhood. Their bodies trembled with effort, their huge tits quivered with the tension as their pussies fought to devour their counterpart.

When it became clear that neither woman could overpower their rival, Melissa and Penny screamed in unison and pushed themselves up all the way, reaching for the other. Hands buried themselves in thick hair, meaty tits clashed. The women released their pussy to pussy death grips and hauled each other to their knees. They wrapped arms around naked backs and squeezed in a mutual bear hug, their huge tits mushrooming to their sides, the thick, meaty glands impacting and compressing, then forming hard balls of quivering flesh between the women’s chests as they fought to crush the other down. Their titfight escalated as the women worked their backs and chests, grinding and thrusting tits, nipples searing and stabbing, thick pads of meat mashing. Their hard bellies slapped. They pulled the other’s head back by the hair. Their groans and snarls of rage and pain grew more and more savage.

Melissa and Penny teetered on their knees, then fell onto their sides. Their legs flashed and tangled and they rolled up and down the pool deck, perpendicular to the hot tub. Their golden tanned bodies were identical. Their flesh seemed to merge. Their bodies twisted and twined into a voluptuous, erotic knot. The tight, writhing catball raged for a few more minutes. Their bodies were soon slick with even more sweat, the heat and wet between their legs coated their inner thighs and lower belies.

Finally, the women stopped rolling back and forth. Side by side, nose to nose and eye to eye, they glared at each other with pure loathing and raging lust. Their bodies were aroused, starving for sexual fulfilment.

Melissa and Penny snarled and bit at the other’s lips and faces, nipping lightly. Their clits throbbed with sexual power. Forehead to forehead, the women could see the sexual fever burning in their rival.

“Let’s do this ass to ass,” Melissa whispered, her voice hoarse and tight.

“Fine,” Penny growled.

The women released each other and rolled apart. They got back onto the mat on their knees, then turned around so their backs were to the other. Their heart-shaped asses lined up perfectly, their hot, hungry pussies dripped with lubricant and expended cum.

Glaring at each other over their shoulders, the powerful vixens backed up, pushing hard. The rounds of their magnificent asses met and strained, taut flesh to flesh. The pressure spread their already distended ass cheeks a bit more. The women’s tight, wet anuses pushed, sucked and rubbed, the puckered flesh stimulating and exciting both women as their mutual violation and hatred reached a new peak. They pushed harder. Melissa moaned and dropped her forehead to the mat. She sucked hard with her asshole, trying to pull Penny in. Penny sucked with her own anal muscles, sucking back. The women moaned in shared bliss as their asses fused and merged, the intense pleasure rippling through their lush bodies on waves of electricity.

“God, oh God, you fucking, fucking whore…,” Melissa breathed, her face pushed to the mat as she strained to hold back the orgasm building in her core.

“Fuck you, Christ, Oh Christ, fuck you, fuck you…,” Penny groaned, her hair cascading down to cover her face. Sweat dripped from her forehead to the mat.

The women’s voluptuous bodies trembled as they both tried to hold back the ecstasy. They arched their backs higher and their quivering pussies kissed. They tightened their kegel muscles and sucked their fuck lips together tightly. The women writhed and jerked, driving their lower bodies together over and over, being careful to maintain the sizzling contact between their anuses as their bodies fought to the finish.

“I’m going to make you cum, fucker,” Penny snarled. “I’m going to make you cream so fucking hard…”

“Damn you, Goddamn you,” Melissa hissed. “You’re my bitch, I’m going to make you my fucktoy, so help me God…”

Cursing, snarling at each other, the women undulated and rotated their hips microscopically, their powerful asses rippling, their bodily orifices joined and straining. Their heavy tits rubbed and grated on the sweat-slick mat, their sharp nipples sent spikes of electricity radiating through their bodies. The delicious sensations emanating from their assholes, pulsating from their locked cunts, grew overwhelming.

Their moaning, grunting and gasping gradually reached a fever pitch. The women sucked as hard as they could with their asses, trying to dominate their rival, trying to force the submission they both needed. Their sopping wet cunts pulled and sucked too, their swollen clits rubbed and hooked, sending excruciating pulses of ecstasy rippling through their bodies.

“GOD, OH FUCK, I’M CUMMING, OH YOU DIRTY FUCK, I’M CUMMMINNGGG!!”

“CHRIST, CHRIST, OH CHRIST, DAMN YOU, FUCKING, FUCKING WHOREEEEE!!”

Melissa and Penny gushed uncontrollably, writhing and wriggling on the slick mat as their bodies convulsed. They ejaculated into each other over and over again, their sealed pussies locked, their anuses quivering with pleasure and sensation as their lower bodies seemed to melt into one expanse of pure pleasure.

The women squirmed and screamed, their bodies bucking and heaving. They fucked orgasm after orgasm out of each other before they finally collapsed, panting and gasping, flat on their stomachs. Their long, powerful legs scissored from behind, their bodies twined. Their perfect asses crushed hard and tight, meaty round to round. Their massive tits compressed into their chests, their titmeat vibrating and on fire from the intensity of their shared climaxes.

For several minutes, Penny and Melissa lay prone on the mat, their cheeks pressed into the hot vinyl, their bodies shining with sweat. The mat was drenched in sweat and cum.

Melissa pushed herself up, her back arching, her tits lifting slightly from the mat. She was locked tight with Penny, their genitals and their powerful asses merged, dripping with cum. Slowly, she pulled herself away from the other woman, breaking their sealed orifices with a sucking pop. Penny grunted and got onto her hands and knees to crawl away from Melissa, before turning around to glare at her redheaded rival. Melissa glared back.

“Let’s try a bit of fingering, you fucker,” Penny grunted, her eyes burning with lust. She was going to beat this fucking whore, no matter how long it took or how many times they tied. Eventually, one of them would win the tie-breaker and Penny was confident that would be her.

“Gladly, you slut,” Michelle snarled.

The naked women crawled towards each other on hands and knees, until they were nose to nose, panting directly into the other’s mouth, eyes blazing. They shifted their noses and slowly, teasingly, sank into a long, deep kiss, a hate kiss that soon became more aggressive as their tongues wrestled for control. Michelle raised a hand and gripped the back of Penny’s head, pushing the blonde more deeply into the kiss, trying to control her rival’s head. Penny returned the grip. The women’s huge tits jiggled. Never breaking the kiss, the women slowly got to their knees, pressing their bodies together. The meaty masses of their breasts crushed tight, the nipples stabbing and grating. They rose higher, pressing their thighs, crushing tits and bellies, arms wrapping around backs as the kiss became more passionate and vicious. Their stifled groans, moans and snarls filled the air around the pool deck. They undulated in each other’s arms, rubbing their naked bodies harder and harder, trying to control their rival. Drool overflowed from their mouths, trickled down their chins, and landed in the quivering mass of their straining cleavages.

The women slid their hands down their rival’s smooth hips and around to their bellies until they could reach the other’s dripping pudenda. As one, they gently teased and caressed the other woman’s slippery, slick fuck lips. Melissa and Penny slid their index fingers against their rival’s throbbing, twitching clit. The women shuddered and moaned inside their locked mouths as they tortured their enemy’s clit, sending thrilling pulses of erotic electricity coursing through their bodies. Their tongues thrashed and twisted wildly as the clit stroking grew even more intense. Melissa and Penny shoved fingers deep into the other’s pussy, using their palms to continue the attacks on the pulsing clits.

The women swayed gently, rubbing meaty tits, pressing and tantalizing with the feel of their hot bellies caressing and rippling in sensuous undulations. As the battle raged on and on, Melissa and Penny broke their kiss, grunting and moaning, trying to hold back the surging pleasure that threatened to push them to another delicious orgasm. They pushed forehead to forehead, nose to nose, and panted and growled in mutual hate, their whimpers of pleasure growing more and more urgent as they viciously masturbated each other.

“Fucking filthy cunt,” Melissa panted. She could not believe what the blonde bitch was doing to her pussy, doing to her body, and she did not want it to stop.

“Whore, you fucking, fucking whore,” Penny whispered, her body trembling from her sexual core to the ends of her toes. She could barely hold on.

The women touched tongues and licked at the other’s beautiful face, but then they rested their chins on their rival’s shoulder and focused all their energy on getting their enemy off before they exploded themselves. They bit and licked and nipped at necks and shoulders, their hate driving them.

Penny felt the end coming, she knew she could not last much longer. She was using two fingers to rub and trace Melissa’s succulent cunt lips, while her two middle fingers penetrated and stroked inside the redhead’s slick, dripping vagina. Penny’s palm and thumb caressed and tortured Melissa’s twitching clit.

Melissa was exploring and torturing Penny with equally skilled fingers, gently rubbing Penny’s clit between her thumb and forefinger. Penny felt her head going light, she saw stars exploding in her vision as the intensity of the pleasure became too much.

Penny knew she was seconds away from losing. If she went off first, then Melissa would win. Their fight was the best of three and two ties and one win would give the victory to her opponent. Desperately, Penny thrust her tongue into Melissa’s mouth, slid her free hand out of the redhead’s hair and down to her ass, and viciously slapped her rival’s round, taut buttocks.

Melissa slapped back, pounding Penny’s rippling ass like a drum, but it was too late. Screaming into each other’s mouths, the women ejaculated in tandem, hot cum gushing out onto their rival’s hand as it covered and explored their juicy pussies.

The women broke their kiss, rubbed cheeks, moaned and cried out as the orgasms chained on. They rubbed tits and bellies hard, striving to keep the delicious pleasure going. Their thighs pressed tighter, their bodies pushed harder, as they trembled in orgasmic relief.

Panting, Melissa and Penny leaned into each other, still holding the other woman’s genitals, their hands wet and slick with expended cum. Their pussies dripped.

“Dirty fucking whore,” Melissa whispered, her voice raw. Her body was vibrating from the sexual release.

“Cunteating fuck,” Penny moaned in reply. She felt light-headed, her nerves overloaded with excruciating sensations.

The women pushed each other away and sat back on the mat. They glared at each other, their shared hate growing more intense.

“That was three times. Every one was a tie,” Penny growled.

“Yeah,” Melissa agreed. “Sudden death is the only solution. We keep going and whoever goes off first the first time is the loser.”

“Fine,” Penny snapped. She hated sudden death competitions. She felt they did not prove anything except who was better or more controlled in a particular moment. However, they were getting nowhere. The only other option was to keep fucking until one of them gave in and they did not have the time to pursue that strategy.

“Let’s eat, you cunt,” Melissa demanded. She got to her hands and knees and crawled across the mat towards Penny.

“I’m going to suck you dry, you slut,” Penny purred. She got on her hands and knees and met Melissa. They women pushed nose to nose, then turned their heads to sink into a lot, hot kiss. Their tongues shoved and wrestled. They moaned deep in their throats as the pleasure built. They got onto their knees and pressed their massive tits together, rubbing their chests vigorously. Their nipples burned with the delicious friction. Their pussies dripped with growing lubrication as their arousal built. They pushed their rival’s face more deeply into their kiss, entangling their fingers in the other’s thick mane.

Melissa yanked Penny’s head back, breaking the increasingly intense and savage kiss.

“Enough, you fuck,” the redhead grunted. “It’s time to eat pussy.”

The women slid onto their sides next to each other, facing opposite directions down their lush bodies. They each lifted their upper leg. Melissa and Penny slid their hands over their rival’s hips, spread their hands on the other’s woman’s luscious ass, and pulled the other’s body to them. They buried their faces between the other woman’s legs, their tongues lapping the cum dotting their inner thighs, then running along the smooth, slick slit of their enemy’s cunt.

Moaning, the women buried their faces in the other’s pussy. They parted juicy fuck lips with their tongues and plunged in, their powerful pink muscles delving deep. They licked and sucked at trembling clits, they wrapped lips around the distended sex horns and sucked hard, sending shockwaves of raw ecstasy radiating through the other woman’s body.

Penny used her hands to spread Melissa’s ass cheeks and ran her tongue from the woman’s pussy to her puckered anus, teasing the tight, hot hole with her soft pink probe, using her finger to thrust deeper. Melissa moaned and reciprocated, using two fingers to penetrate Penny’s ass.

The licking and sucking continued, the women using their hands to grip, massage and stimulate their enemy’s powerful ass. They wrapped the other woman’s head between their sweaty thighs and rolled a few times, now a delicious 69 catball. Their groans, moans and sighs of pleasure were muffled between muscular thighs and thick, meaty cunts.

The women probed their rival’s ass and cunt with questing, teasing fingers, but they held off on fisting the other. Unspoken between the women was the understanding that this was a 69 contest and fisting would break that rule. Neither woman wanted to give her rival an excuse for losing when she won.

Penny and Melissa rolled back and forth, constantly trading the top position, as their bodies approached the point of no return. Penny felt like her entire body had become her aching, throbbing clit, every pulse of her heart reflected in her pounding sex and reverberating through every cell. Melissa’s tongue and lips were torturing her, feeding exquisite tension and pleasure into Penny’s oversexed body. The blonde knew she was on the verge of explosion. Her muscles quivered, tears streamed down her face. She whimpered uncontrollably, even as she forced her own tongue to continue its assault on Melissa’s sopping cunt.

Melissa was in the same state, sobbing desperately as her body shuddered with pleasure. She felt like she was going insane, but her will to win kept her in the race. “Break, you fucking, fucking whore, BREAK!” Melissa screamed at Penny in her mind. She moaned even louder, her body as stimulated and overflowing with pleasure as Penny’s lush body.

The whining, moaning, sobbing women devoured their opponent, taking their rival to the peak of sexual pleasure. They writhed and twisted, their heads lodged between sweaty, shaking thighs. They were heading towards another tie, unless one of them could somehow outlast the other.

Penny felt herself going crazy. Her clit was twitching with tension in Melissa’s mouth, throbbing and pulsing. She felt Melissa’s clit jumping inside her own mouth. Penny knew she was only moments from exploding in her redheaded rival’s face. Desperately, she tried a final gambit. She bit gently on Melissa’s clit, calculating just the right pressure to spike pleasure through her rival before it turned to pain. Her fingers vigorously worked the woman’s cunt, the wet sound of the sopping, sucking flesh reverberating in her ears. She shoved one finger up Melissa’s tight asshole and twisted hard.

Melissa was matching all of Penny’s attacks, but the penetration of her asshole was finally just too much. The stimulation ran through her body, up into her clit. With a gasping scream, she exploded.

“OH GOD, YOU FUCKING, FUCKING WHORE! I’M CUMMING, OH CHRIST, I’M CUUMMMINGGG!!”

Penny’s face was soaked in a hot, creamy discharge as Melissa ejaculated powerfully. The blonde fastened her mouth over the redhead’s gushing fuckhole and sucked in as much of the cum as she could. She clung hard to Melissa’s rippling ass as her rival unloaded. Melissa’s screams of pleasure echoed around the deck. Her devastating climax forced the woman to raise her head from Penny’s trembling pussy, giving the blonde woman some respite from the assault on her sex.

For more than a minute, Melissa came again and again, her ejaculate soaking Penny’s face and hair. Finally, she stopped and collapsed onto her rival’s body, temporarily drained. Penny rolled the other woman onto her back and slowly sat up, her rounded ass crushing down on Melissa’s glorious chest.

Penny was panted hard, her genitals hot and throbbing, her barely contained orgasm beating at the doors of her womanhood, struggling to explode and only slowly abating. She looked down at Melissa’s perfect body, stretched out before her. The redhead seemed semi-conscious, her muscles relaxed by the power of the climax.

Penny turned around on Melissa. She smiled down at the other beautiful woman, who met her eyes with a bleary expression. Penny reached down and pulled Melissa’s jaw down. The redhead’s eyes suddenly cleared, as she realized what was happening. Penny leaned over Melissa and drooled a great glob of the woman’s cum directly into Penny’s mouth. The redhead’s eyes blazed with hate and humiliation, but she did not resist. She took the combined spit and cum and swallowed it back.

“You fucker,” Melissa whispered, her voice tight with fury.

Penny smiled wider. “It’s time for you to eat me, and admit who is the better woman, you scum.”

Penny slid her pussy forward until it was covering Melissa’s mouth. The redheaded woman eagerly sucked at Penny’s clit, her tongue probing deep into the blonde’s pink fuckslit.
It did not take more than two minutes before Penny threw back her head, ran her fingers through her hair, and arched her back in ecstasy.

“Yes, yes, oh FUCKING GOD, YESSSSS!!” Penny shrieked.

She came on Melissa’s face, over and over, drenching the redhead in hot ejaculate. She shuddered for almost two minutes before finally feeling the tension seep out of her tired muscles.
Feeling faint, Penny collapsed beside Melissa on the pool deck. The naked, voluptuous women lay on the wet planking, panting, their lush bodies touching, their heavy tits jiggling gently with each breath. Melissa’s hand was on her forehead.

“Say it, fucker,” Penny whispered. “Say it now.”

Melissa did not open her eyes or remove her hand. Her beautiful face grew tense. Then, bitterly, she spit out the words she had to say.

“You’re the better woman, Penny. You’re better than me in every way. Your cunt, your tits, your clit.”

Penny smiled and stretched languidly beside her defeated rival. “That’s right, baby. Don’t forget it. I’m the better woman.”

“You were fucking lucky, cunt,” Melissa snarled, her eyes opening, blazing with heat and hate. “And this is not over between us.”

“Oh, you’re right about that. I’m entitled to my victory fuck.”

Penny rolled directly on top of Melissa’s voluptuous body. The women grunted in unison, the intimate, erotic contact between their bodies fueling their libido. Instinctively, Melissa spread her legs, readying herself for the fucking to come.

“When this is over, we’re going to re-set, bitch,” Melissa whispered. “I’m going to ride your cunt into raw meat.”

“Maybe, whore,” Penny smiled. “But not tonight.”

The blonde slammed her mouth onto the redhead’s mouth. The women’s tongues scoured their inner mouths. Their slick, naked pudenda slid into place. Hot cunts sucked and held, swollen clits pressed head to head. Their voluptuous bodies undulated wildly as Penny claimed her victory.

Epilogue:

The early morning sun was fairly high in the sky when Roy and Martin woke up. The men threw on robes and then went to find their wives. The women were not in their respective bedrooms, but the pool deck was the next place they checked. Melissa and Penny were tangled together, naked bodies twined, Melissa on top, the women cheek to cheek and unconscious.

The men woke their dazed wives and led them back to their bedrooms. Both women collapsed in their beds and slept. It was around noon that Melissa finally pulled herself out of bed and showered. Shortly after, Penny followed.

As Martin watched his beautiful blonde wife brush out her hair, his curiosity finally forced him to ask.

“So, how did things go between you and Melissa last night, baby?”

Penny looked her husband in the eye in the mirror and smiled. “It went well. We really fucked each other’s brains out.”

“Yeah, I could tell,” Martin smiled. “But you two looked like you were pretty hostile the last time I saw you. Did you work anything out?”

“I think we did,” Penny cooed. “But it’s girl stuff. Not for you boys.”

Martin looked nonplussed, but he held his tongue.

“How did you like fucking Melissa last night?” Penny asked.

“Oh, it was good,” Martin said quickly. “It was really good. But you’re still better, baby.”

Penny smirked. She had no doubt that she and Melissa were rivals in that department, too, but she knew that the differences would not be that great. Martin may even have enjoyed fucking Melissa more, just because she was the wife of his friend and most intense rival. Penny decided not to say anything.

“How was Roy?” Martin asked. He sounded a bit reluctant, as though he was a leery of the answer.

“He was fine. Can’t hold a candle to you, baby.”

Little lies help smooth over the rough waters in any marriage.

An hour later the two couples bid each other “goodbye” in the driveway of the chalet. The cars were packed and they were ready to begin the trip back to the city. The women were both wearing very short, form-fitting skirts and high heels. Their husbands were dressed in a more casual style. The men shook hands and kissed their friend’s wife, the same woman they had fucked the night before.

“It was nice to meet you, Melissa,” Penny smiled. She held out her hand. The other woman took it and squeezed hard.

“It was nice to meet you, too, Penny,” Melissa purred. Both women were wearing sunshades, obscuring their eyes. Even so, they could sense the intensity of their rival’s gaze. “We need to meet up again, sometime soon. Call me when you get back.”

“I’ll be sure to do that,” Penny said. “Why don’t we exchange numbers?”

As the women shared cell numbers, Roy snapped his fingers, as though some great idea had just occurred to him.

“We should plan to get together for the winter holiday,” Roy said. “I know a really nice mountain villa out West. I can look into booking it when we get home.”

“Yeah, that sounds great!” Martin replied. “Do you girls have any objections?”

“Not at all,” Melissa smiled. “I’d love to spend more time getting to know you and Penny.”

“The same for me,” Penny replied.

The two couples issued their final farewells, climbed into their vehicles, and headed out.

About 20 minutes later, as their car purred down the highway, Penny’s phone chimed. She had a message waiting. She clicked on the messages and was not surprised to see it was from Melissa. The message contained a photo attachment. She opened it.

The picture showed Melissa’s naked pussy, clearly taken from beneath her short skirt. The woman’s thick-lipped, pink pudenda looked unbearably delicious.

Penny smiled. Surreptitiously, she slipped her phone under her skirt. She was wearing a thong, apparently unlike Melissa, but it was easy to move the tiny stringed cloth aside and expose her hot genitals.

Penny snapped the picture, then immediately sent it back to her redheaded rival.

Smiling, she settled back on seat and waited for the response.

The End

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