A Sims Tale
June Goes For Broke
Riverview
The Shallow Mansion. Once home to a family of five, now held a single occupant.
After coming home to find her husband, Tom, getting frisky with the town slut Ruby Broke June had finally had enough. This wasn’t the first time, and in all honesty she wouldn’t have cared if not for the fact that the he hadn’t even tried to be discreet. By the end of the divorce settlement Tom and his father, Kurt, were out and she was left alone with the kids. Fortunately both of the brats had good enough grades for college which was where she immediately shipped them off to. Not that they needed much encouragement since they hated her as much as she hated them.
But there was still one problem. While she couldn’t give two shits about Tom’s infidelity, it, but if he was stupid enough to get caught…that was another matter entirely. And more importantly with Jane, the maid, having been there it was only a matter of time before the rest of Riverview knew. So she had to deal with this in a manner that would discourage any tongue wagging. To that end she invited Ruby over, ostensibly for them to have a talk about her banging Tom. At precisely 9:00 pm Ruby arrived. Brainless she might appear, but the curvy redhead wasn’t stupid. She had read between the lines and knew exactly what…talking entailed, and the sight of main room with the furniture shifted against the wall didn’t surprise her. She was more than happy to participate since, with Tom gone, she’d lost her meal ticket. And the one responsible for that was suggesting they thrash it out? Ruby couldn’t get out of her outfit fast enough.
Stripping down to their underwear the women studied one another’s body as they circled briefly. June was bigger, fleshier and more importantly, older. But she had the stamina to keep up with her own younger lovers, whom Tom never found out about, and always left the poor boys begging for more. In contrast the younger Ruby had the hourglass figure men loved, with all the extra weight concentrated above and below her wasp’s waist, and she knew how best to use it. Eyes flowed jealously over the other to linger on the weighty glands that jiggled lightly within the confines of the bra. Then, coming to grips, they went after each other with a vengeance.
Both had been in their fair share of catfights over the years and quickly realized this had the potential to be a long one. Five minutes past and June pinned Ruby on a couch, slapping and scratching at her face. After eight minutes Ruby hurled June screaming across the carpet by her hair before pouncing on her and tearing free handfuls of the dark locks. At fifteen the pair were rolling briskly back and forth across the carpet, screaming in effort and pain. By eighteen they were back on their feet, hands flailing, as they punched, slapped and scratched. At twenty one Ruby bit hard on June’s arm that was currently doing it’s best to tear off one her breasts, causing them to push apart, though the older woman left with a trophy.
Panting heavily, June tossed Ruby’s cotton bra to land atop the case of china while the redhead rolled back to her feet. Circling slowly the pair used the moment to catch their breath and recoup what energy they could. Unconsciously June’s eyes were drawn once more to Ruby’s now unencumbered, swaying breasts, something the the younger woman noticed.
“Like what you see,” the redhead sneered. “Tom certainly did. Thirty four DD of pure joy that he spent most of our time together worshipping.”
“Oh really?” June snapped, forcing her face into an amused expression. Reaching behind her back she unclasped the silken bra, baring her assets to her rival. Casually she rested it on top of a nearby lamp. It was expensive after all. “Thirty four TRIPLE D, you cock chasing little skank. I could do things with these you could only dream to manage with those fake tits of yours.”
“Hey, these are one hundred percent natural.” Ruby growled, bouncing the orbs in her hands to demonstrate. “I’m not some gold digger that can pay for the best breasts money can buy.”
“That’s funny coming from you.” June hissed spitefully, ignoring the irony. Raising her hands over her head she gave her impressive boobs a sexy shake. “And these beauties never needed any help.”
“Well that’s a lie.” Ruby smirked, giving her own pair a shake in response. Over the course of their taunting they’d slowly drifted closer, eyes focused on new targets, but wary of making the first move. “These babies have tamed many pricks in this town…and more than a few tits as well. You’d just be another notch in my bra.”
June perked up at that. Was this little whore… “If it wasn’t so ridiculous I’d believe you were challenging me little girl.” She responded. “Because I’ve sent home many little sluts trying to get into Tom’s pants crying with their tits squashed.”
“And more than a few angry girlfriends who’s boyfriend’s I fucked,” she added quietly to herself.
WHACK
The sound of the blow was sharp and heavy. Both women’s bodies were twisted at the waist, though their heads remained turned to keep them face to face. Right breast was flattened against right breast, the pale flesh flattened dramatically at the point of impact. Air whistled out from behind clenches teeth as the women kept up the pressure, until an unseen signal passed between them and they hurled their left boobs together.
This time they left the heavy orbs bounced off one another and took a second before doing it again. They threw their boobs together slowly, carefully. Every swing timed and telegraphed. At the end of a dozen blows they took a step back to assess the damage. Other than a slight redness neither saw, nor felt anything that might make them want to stop. Heads rose to pin the other in a stare.
“Had enough?” Ruby taunted. “I wouldn’t want to be known for picking on my elders.”
“Fuck you whore,” June retorted. “My tits hurt more when I had to breastfeed.”
Ruby’s eyes turned flinty, June’s lips curled, and redhead and brunette hurled themselves together with breasts flailing and crashing together in an explosion of bosomy violence. The original plan was forgotten in lieu of a better one. What greater shame could there be than leave their enemy with a flaccid, flat chest for everyone to see.
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On the other side of town, in the forest behind the stadium, another matter that would have import later was currently ongoing. The dark night helped hide the black Kompensator while the violent rocking, sharp cries and fierce grunts kept the wildlife at a distance. Behind the heavily fogged glass Betty Simovitch and Brian Saul rutted furiously in the backseat. On the floormats were already a number of used condoms and the sweat dripping down their bodies was evidence that they’d been at it for some time.
“HARDER!!” Betty screamed happily, her arms tight around her lover’s neck. “GIVE…HARDER!!”
At twenty years, Betty knew her former classmates in college would’ve been scandalized, and not a little jealous, to learn she was in the process of seducing a twenty eight year old doctor. Her time in the big C had cured her of the shyness that had dogged her entire young life and, upon returning to Riverview, she knew what she wanted and was blunt about her intentions.
She’d expected some resistance. Her parents had jokingly referred to him as their second child after all. Instead he’d merely raised an eyebrow, shrugged and offered her a ride home. Clearly he wasn’t taking her words seriously. To that end she dropped the top of her sundress, showing him how her body had bloomed in years she’d been away, at which point he hastily hit the breaks as he couldn’t help but stare at the mouthwatering sight. Then she showed him the box of condoms and he shifted gears, driving the car off-road and into the trees. The simple sundress flew over her head and, impatient, she helped him remove his pants and shirt. Slipping a rubber over his girth that left her momentarily cross eyed they struggled into the backseat where she shoved him over and swiftly mounted him. Now more than thirty minutes, and four used condoms, later Betty was certain she’d made the right choice as they disconnected and he flipped her over to pump from behind.
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Cursing, June caught her balance and swung savagely from the hip, body rising to whack the approaching Ruby’s boob up towards her face. The redhead’s flushed face went white at the blow and retreated temporarily from the pain. But the cat hate was strong and she rushed back in to avoid giving June anymore time to recover. Unfortunately the brunette was waiting for her and swung her own boobs with equal ardor, halting the redhead’s advance, then pushing her back.
Crying, squealing and yelling in pain they beat each other across the center of the room or along it’s perimeter with the advantage shifting between them continuously. Sometimes the voluptuous June thrashed a teary eyed Ruby across the room until the younger woman tumbled to the carpet with a sharp cry. “Had enough yet, ginger cunt!?” She threatened.
Other times the youthful Ruby battered the sweating June until the MILF slumped onto a couch, moaning at the pain. “You got nothing on me old woman,” she spat spitefully.
The fallen women were quick to get back to their feet and resume slinging their tits together. The taunts they exchanged only served to fuel the fury both felt, and their breasts paid the price.
Pounding their heavy breasts together with increasing violence, the hollow slapping sound of the contending orbs also rising in volume, June glared hatefully a Ruby, the sweat running down the redhead’s emphasizing every contour of her pretty face. The bright red lips opening, pink tongue visible, in a pained squeal as their breasts clapped together repeatedly.
Ruby stared back defiantly at June, hurling her boobs to smack stingingly across the older woman’s swollen globes. Sweat dribbled down the rippling flesh of the contending breasts to the lush hips and toned belly beneath. Some sprayed from the boobs into faces and Ruby licked at the salty spray even as she saw June do the same.
Legs began to wobble from the constant collisions but the determined women only pounded their fleshy breasts even more furiously. The violence dialed up a notch when they stood flatfooted in the far corner near the entrance archway slamming their left boobs together repeatedly. Blow after blow they hammered the shapely teats to clap together in fearsome collisions. The orbs flattened dramatically along the point of impact, quivering as they sought to drive their opposite back, then recoiled to bounce back across their chest. Both now screamed openly at each impact, uncaring if any of June’s neighbors heard them.
With a hideous CRACK the loose globes crashed together again and this time Ruby gave a horrendous groan, stumbling forward into the tired and dazed June. Unable to bear the weight of both women, the cougar slowly sank to her knees, dragging the redhead down as well. Immediately upon their knees touching the soft mat, Ruby seemed to gain a second wind and thrust her boobs to squash thickly against June’s. Rearing back the older woman retaliated with a slam that set all four reddened orbs jiggling, which had Ruby bash back in turn.
Slowly, a rhythm developed as they clutched each other’s hair and pounded their breasts together, head to head, nipple to nipple. The sharp spikes now took on a role, stabbing deep into the tender flesh at each thrust which only added to the torment both suffered. Every few thrusts they added a grinding motion to their battle, working their breasts together feverishly in an attempt to overwhelm the other woman.
“I felt that,” June gasped. “Weak little boobs getting soft aren’t they.”
“Liar, I’m crushing you.” Ruby panted. “Floppy ass, antique tits can’t match mine.”
“Gonna fuck you up for…”
“Bring it on old…”
Voices grew hoarse from screams as they blow after bruising blow onto each other’s boobs, the orbs surging in a mass of pliable flesh to collide, crush and collapse together. Entire bodies trembled with each impact, June and Ruby sobbing unashamedly into each other’s ear, both openly demanding, inwardly begging, the other quit. But this had moved beyond the original matter of cuckquean to one of feminine pride. Both badly wanted their boobs to be better and so the sweating, shrieking women mindlessly kept hammering their swelling breasts together in exquisite agony.
Back on the other side of town the Kompensator was no longer hidden behind the stadium. Instead it was now parked at 1010 Dogwood Lane directly opposite 1019…Betty’s family house. One would assume Brian had dropped her home and then swung into his own driveway. That person would be wrong. Heavily built up over his eight years living in the same place, he and Betty were still currently engaged in his bedroom at the back of the second floor.
Sucking and slurping noises bounced around the room accompanied by deep sighs and urgent moans as the couple lay together on the bed in a tight sixty nine while a damp stain spread outward from their heated bodies. They were rushing towards the finish, but both wanted the other to cross the line first and worked harder to push the other over the edge. Finally it was Brian, who stuck his tongue further up Betty’s cunt than he had yet, and grabbed her hips so hard she yelped in pain, just before a new taste rushed into her mouth. Shortly after, her own honey gushed to coat Brian’s face as the pair writhed together, reveling in the pleasure.
Rolling apart their breathing gradually steadied as the orgasms faded and the older man turned his head tiredly to glance at the clock. “It’s late,” he muttered quietly, to Betty and to himself, seeing the hands tick past ten.
“Do you want me to leave?” Betty asked, resting her head on his thigh, blowing delicately on his shaft that responded only too eagerly.
“No,” he answered, not seeing the little girl with the scraped knees he met when he first moved to Riverview. Not seeing the teenager he helped tutor when she was struggling with history. Not even seeing the young woman he’d rushed to the airport to avoid missing her flight. The lady lying across his bed was hot enough to burn and, quite possibly, the best lay he’d ever had. He sat up and reached for her. “Stay…”
Betty smiled, crawling up his body to pull another condom from the dwindling pack. He was hers now. Slipping it onto his trembling shaft she let him push her over, the sex now slow, careful, more purposeful.
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Back at the Shallow Mansion the wailing women still plunged their aching tits in spiteful, seeming unending, repetition. The pain was enormous and huge orbs were almost as red as Ruby’s hair. The pain tore guttural shrieks from the women that were just as much fear as they were agony. Fear that they were losing this titfight.
At the end of one slam Ruby desperately lowered her arms to June’s back and clutched the older woman tight. Barely able to keep the relief off her face June, own arms moved down the redhead’s body and they squeezed mightily, squashing their sore boobs together in a different kind of pain.
A more manageable one.
Face to face, nose to nose now, green eyes stared deep into grey. They were so close they could taste the other’s exhalations and tongues licked at lips. Crushed together those same smokey eyes widened as Ruby’s scarlet lips parted. Her own mouth opened in response and long tongues snaked, tips flicking together lightly. Eyes quickly narrowed and the organs fenced fiercely, both seeking entry to the other’s mouth. Ruby’s tongue shoved it’s way over June’s and past her unshaded lips. Another stab and her tongue darted in deep, filling the cougar’s mouth. In retaliation June’s hands grabbed Ruby’s long hair and pulled, dragging her head back. Ruby’s arms squirmed up June’s back to grab at the milf’s short black hair, tugging in retaliation.
Grimacing, their tongues sword-fought in the space between their faces, mirroring the battle below as their movements had breasts shifting against one another in flowing waves of delectable flesh. Organs twisting and squirming together, Ruby suddenly groaned and shifted her grip from pulling away, to towards. June’s eyes were wide as her and Ruby’s lips met, but her greater concern was the forceful way the ginger shoved her tongue down her throat.
When trying to block her failed, June tried to respond in kind, only for Ruby’s pink organ to suddenly switch to defense and block any attempt to enter her mouth. Breathing deeply through her nose their tongues met in a tests of strength pushing and shoving along the border of their teeth. Mouth muscles ached, and the sweetness of the kiss distracted and frustrated June as she was unable to force her way into the redhead’s mouth. Finally, lips pulled away with an audible smack and Ruby condescendingly waggled her tongue at the sullen June, taking a final lick at her lips. The cock eating grin on her face made the mature hate the ginger all the more.
She wanted to smash her flat. Stomp her ass. Fuck her till she cried for mer…where the hell did that last one come from!?
Shaking her head June twisted their bodies and dumped the surprised Ruby flat onto her back. “You think kissing me will change anything?” She demanded, voice husky.
“Showed how much better I am at it.” Ruby retorted, clutching tightly at June’s upper body. With a savage grunt, she wrenched their bodies over and stared at the older woman from the top spot. “He also loved it when I gave him head. Especially when I jerked him off with my tits.”
June’s face darkened at the brag, shoving the resisting redhead onto her side. Muscles strained while the women poured effort into pushing the other over, pumping their swelling glands together. June groaned as she felt herself forced over again, Ruby’s weighty orbs pressing down heavily onto her own. But the readhead had tired herself, shoving the milf onto her back, and slowly June reversed their positions.
Tortuously the moaning, whimpering women shoved and thrust their battered breasts together, rolling across the thick carpet with agonizing slowness. June cried and Ruby sobbed as they crushed their bruised boobs together wanting, needing to feel the opposing teats flatten against their own
Squealing in desperate fear June felt herself again rolled under the redhead’s firm body, boobs pressing down on hers in frightful pain. It felt as if her treasured teats would burst from the pressure and she could hear Ruby’s almost insane growls as she probably tried to do just that. A tortuous groan sputtered past her lips as she shoved urgently with her full tits and managed to force the other woman onto her side and, after several seconds of frantic boob slinging, to her back.
Ruby gasped in terror at the sight of June’s milky pale breasts squashing against her own, and the determined look on her face. She’d crushed uppity college girls for christ’s sake, how was this old broad’s tits so damn tough. She could feel the patter of sweat raining onto her face and grimaced at the animalistic grunts coming from June as their bodies teetered, rolling onto their sides where the breasts again flowed out to meet each other evenly. The massy lumps rolled together, flowing into one another as Ruby now, again, slowly forced June again onto her back.
Time ceased from the women. Only thing that mattered was the one in her arms, and the desperate need to win. Exhaustion began to set in and gradually Ruby began to feel very heavy to the older June, more difficult to push over. Ruby felt June’s weight as well, but she was younger, more active. And despite the mature’s greater mass Ruby began to dominate the top spot, holding June under her for longer periods while the brunette rocked and shook their bodies frantically. She knew what she could do to get out from under the redhead, but only if she was willing to go that far.
“Got…you.” Ruby panted in excitement, planting her feet wide keep from being rolled. Her arms spasmed as she kept crushing June’s breasts, giving little humping motions that drew out squeaks of pain from the trapped woman who’s own arms retained a firm grip. “You’re better than…than I thought. I’ll give…give you that. But youth…trumps age.”
June muttered something quietly, eyes closed.
“What…what was that?” Ruby leaned in close, marveling at the rippling of their busts, the pale orbs fighting for the limited space.” Begging? Miss I’m hot shit Shallow’s begging?”
“Experience…trumps youth.” June gasped, head snapping forward and claiming Ruby’s bright red lips. The kiss was deep and before she could even think the redhead’s lips parted, allowing June’s tongue access. Moaning deeply, Ruby returned the kiss, her tongue again wrestling with June’s. Heads twisting as they savored the taste Ruby still resisted the milf’s push, until June’s silk clad privates bumped up against her own cotton clad pussy. And then again. And again.
“What…what are…you…you…ohhhh….” Ruby murmured around the kiss. She was unprepared for this. A catfight and then a titfight was one thing…but this she never expected the prissy Shallow matriarch to be willing to go this far. These were not incidental blows, the woman pumping at her cunt like a man did, slapping the two mounds together with clear intent.
“What…what’s the matter little girl,” June licked sensuously up Ruby’s face, dragging the rough, pink organ slowly up the woman’s face. The girl whimpered, then cried out as June forced her over, hips pumping, adding a jiggling motion to their squashed breasts. “Let me show…you what…what a real woman can…do.”
Her face buried in the girl’s ivory neck, June didn’t see the flash of rage across the Ruby’s face. As a redhead she possessed many of the stereotypical traits. She was passionate, impulsive and most important in this context, hot tempered. She began thrusting back, June’s increased breathing raising goosebumps along her neck. She attempted to trap the cougar’s legs but June’s kicked and waved, fighting until all four legs were wrapped together in a manner that benefitted neither.
It did however make their position more precarious and, with hips thrusting as hard as their breasts, they resumed the slow trip across the carpet. But now pleasure from their groins mingled with the pain from their busts resulting in mewling, shameful cries that left them unsure if it was their boobs or cunts that was making progress.
Panting, June squeezed with her legs and thrust with her hips hearing Ruby’s high pitched yelp and feeling her body tremble. Briefly rolling on top, Ruby clenched her teeth and pressed down on June, the older woman’s head flying back as she bellowed at the pressure of their squashed boobs. Pumping and thrusting, squeezing and squashing were all followed with urgent whines and fierce grunts. But after another four minutes of close body conflict Ruby’s tortured breathing hitched and June’s sweating face twisted in dread. Still they resisted for another minute of sweet, sweet torment before it finally overwhelmed them.
With exultant shouts the women rocked together, arms pulling each other ever closer as they rode out an incredible orgasm. Slapping their sopping wet cunts together they prolonged it as best they could until with a disappointed sigh, it faded. Collapsing bonelessly on top of Ruby, the women still held each other tightly. While their brains might be on vacation, their bodies were still intent on settling their issue. Tapping into her reserves the redhead lurched to the side, shoving the surprised June onto her side. Breasts pumped and pussies slapped together as the older woman, fighting all the way, was forced onto her back.
“Ready to give up yet?” Ruby demanded huskily. June’s arms pulled the ginger at her in intermittent thrusts while their cunts pressed together as she squeezed their legs tighter.
“Why?” June shot back. “Getting tired?
“Funny you should ask that. Tom often complained that was the excuse you always used when he was in the mood.” The redhead mocked, then gasped as June suddenly increased her struggles, fighting to hold the woman down.
“He could barely keep it up at the best of times,” June growled grinding her mound into Ruby’s frustrated at the feeling of her panties keeping her from really giving it to the skank. “He’d roll on top of me from one side and be asleep by the time he made to the other. If he gave you trouble then you’re nowhere in my league.”
“Let’s find out,” Ruby spat, dropping her lips hard onto June’s, tongues dueling, breasts pumping and pussies pounding. Every inch of their bodies was waging war as the two drove each other to greater and greater heights of exquisite pleasure. The next orgasm was muffled as they screamed into the other’s mouth. Lips separating Ruby panted, hips pistoning into the milf’s. “Uh…uh…uh…yeah…uh…”
“Fuck…fuck…fuck…” June chanted, her powerful ass muscles driving mercilessly into Ruby, pushing the tired girl over. The feel of the lush, soft body under her, drove the woman mad with lust and the insolent look on the redheads face only increased the feeling. Bodies driven together in maddened desire, the pleasure peaked again and the women howled as it was even harder than the last.
“More…more…give…” Ruby babbled, then screeched as she got what she wanted. June was in no better condition, mind almost completely burned out by the pleasure. The next orgasm hit them like a veritable nuke, mouths open in silent screams…feet beating on the floor, bodies spasming uncontrollably, before simply collapsed together in heap. But even still, despite the exhaustion, despite soft snores emanating from the women, they refused to let the other go.
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Ruby yawned widely as she woke up, her entire body radiating stiffness and pain, a pressure on her face and an uncomfortable weight atop her. Eyes shot open at the memory of the previous night and her first sight was of June’s sleeping face. Tilted slightly to the side, foreheads pressing together. Unbidden, the word hot jumped into her mind, and she hesitantly started to lean forward…then remembered what she wanted to do to old bitch. Slowly she began to push with her breasts, trying to topple the milf before she could…
“What do you think you’re doing?”
“Fuck!” Ruby stared up into June’s face, the cougar looking as tired as she felt. Arms clenched and boobs were again forced together. “You want to waste more time just rolling around? Or perhaps we can try and finally settle this.”
June’s expression turned thoughtful, but she didn’t loosen her grip. They had spent the latter half of their fight brawling with nothing to show for it other than fucking each other unconscious. And as enjoyable as that was, there was still the matter of who’s tits were better. “Fine then…but no funny business.”
“Don’t need anything fancy to flatten your fat bags.” Ruby flared, slowly untangling her fingers. The woman winced as their breasts peeled apart painfully. A full night of dried sweat had all but welded the enormous orbs together or, if you were of that mind, their boobs refused to release their rival until a winner was found. Finally coming apart the gasped as the globes dropped heavily onto their chests. Rolling apart they massaged the sore teats for a quick moment until June, then Ruby, carefully rose upright.
“Titboxing a cunt flat isn’t how I normally start my morning.” June remarked, stretching. “But it is something I could get used to.”
“If you box your tits like you fuck, then I’ll have time to get home for breakfast.” Ruby snapped back. She marched up to within striking distance of the cougar. “Now quit stalling.”
TWHACK!
Breasts flew through the air to crash together hatefully. The rounded orbs were swollen and heavy, yet still dense and solid. Breaths hissed out from behind clenched teeth as the determined women now set themselves properly and hurled their boobs to bash together in vicious, aimed blows. Both expected to see the other fall quickly. Yet after six minutes of brutal boob pounding they were sweating and hurting, but still standing.
Frustration making her careless, Ruby mistimed a swing, boobs merely scraping past one another instead of smacking together and her balance faltered. Her upper body rotating June swung the boob equivalent of a haymaker, the force causing the screaming redhead to stumbled causing her to fight to remain upright before falling flat on her ass. She slapped her hand angrily onto the carpet, rising and then hurling herself back at June. Flat footed the furious women slapped and punched their boobs together with grim determination. However long it took they WOULD settle this!
Movements picking up speed the two literally flung their contending breasts at together in a wild flurry that finally saw Ruby stumble back moaning in sudden sharp pain. Finally presented with an opening June took two loping steps and hurled herself, boob first, at the staggering redhead. All four orbs flattened dramatically on contact and Ruby screeched while June shrieked and they both fell. Ruby landed on her back, almost sliding across the carpet, writhing in agony while the Shallow matriarch landed on her hands and knees.
“Hah…hah…oh god…” June croaked, cradling her poor boobs. Wiping at her face she felt eyes on her and looked up to see Ruby staring at her through the canyon of her glowing breasts. “That’s…that’s game you little slut. I win!”
“No,” Ruby gasped out, rolling over onto her hands and knees. “I…I’m not done. Not by a…long shot.”
Shocked, June gaped as Ruby slowly knee walked towards her, before glowering and shuffling towards the younger woman. Jumping at June, Ruby got in a sudden hit that made her gasp, then lunge forward. Their breasts splashed repeatedly as they simply shoved their entire upper bodies together, the stomachs and shoulders also joining in the fight. June then leaned in pressing their boobs, and grinding their shoulders together. Ruby responded and the two grunted fervently, rising up on the knees. Bodies rocked until, with a wild, suddenly enraged scream, arms flew over shoulders to squeeze. To crush.
“I’m going to…break…your…back!” June spat in a wild fury, squeezing mightily. She was tired, hurt and, above all else, horny as fuck! She would’ve preferred that hot young doctor she’d seen at the festival, but breaking Ruby would be a suitable replacement. “I’ll have you…begging for mercy…when I’m done…”
“You and…who…else…fat whore!” Ruby snarled back, thrusting out her tits. She’d had plans to meet Odin last night. With his tubes tied it felt good fucking someone without worrying about any accidents. Instead she was stuck with this bitch…granted she could fuck with the best of them. “I’m gonna…shove my boobs down…your throat when…when I’m done. So you’ll know…which of us…has the bett…better pair.”
Bodies grinding together the two used each other as leverage to slowly rise onto trembling legs while keeping their tits squashed together. June grunted and shoved Ruby back several steps before the redhead, growling, stopped her progress and reversed it. Back and forth, head to head and tit to tit, spinning slowly around the room the determined women refused to break. Then Ruby moaned.
It was a quiet sound, no different from any of the other noises they’d forced out of one another, but at the same time, June felt the woman’s efforts slacken by the smallest of amounts and shoved hard. Ruby’s emerald eyes, locked with June’s smokey grey suddenly flashed with open fear, and primal feminine panic as her back hit the white wall of the Shallow living room.
“Oh yessss…” June cooed, pressing up against Ruby. “Does it…hurt? Feeling those…soft boobs you flaunted last…last night…getting squashed by my…superior tits. I bet it does.”
“Fu…fuck you…” Ruby groaned, arms still holding tight, eyes squeezed shut. “My boobs’re crushing…yours.”
“Not from…where I’m looking.” Shallow panted. The line dividing their cleavage rippled as the mass of flesh shook and quivered and June’s breasts took on a slightly more rounded shape while Ruby’s curved to accommodate the invading bustline. “Mind if I…keep the bra. Not like you’ll…need it. It’ll be a great…story…for the men I bring…bring home. The ginger slut I crushed in a titfight.”
At the mention of her bra, Ruby’s face flushed. At the taunt of using it in a bit of foreplay, her breathing picked up. And the threat of giving her, no doubt skewed, version of events had the girl seeing red. With a roar that startled the raven haired woman, she shoved off the wall, bodies spinning around wildly as they snarled before June legs hit her sofa and she sat down, pulling Ruby with her. Kneeling astride the cougar the redhead’s arms flexed and she squeezed with all she had.
“I’m going to ruin you!” Ruby hissed, her face almost as red as her hair. “By the time I’m done…you’ll look like the…the third Spenster sister!”
Unable to muster the breath to respond, June simply crushed the younger woman’s body with all her might, her hands slowly pulling along her wrists. Their tits continued bulging outwards from the compression, the women kept pulling closer until they were finally full mass against full mass. June’s breasts were clearly the larger pair, the edges flowing over the outside of Ruby’s, but the redhead’s breasts gave up no ground as the taut, thick orbs were ground together mercilessly.
Then, finally, something broke. The one who’s breasts finally faltered threw her head back with a wail of terrible agony. Her arms immediately disengaged, realizing what was at stake and desperate to get away. The winner however, simply twisted and dumped them lengthwise onto the couch and June giggled.
“Aaaaghhh!” Ruby yelled as June bombed her boobs with her own. They rolled limply around on her chest and she cried openly at the sight. “Stop…please…you win. Oh god. You win!”
“Oh yes…indeed.” June drank in the heady sensation of victory. She didn’t remember it feeling this good back in the day, but who knew. She stared down at the crying ginger, the sound of her sobs like music. “Now, who has the better tits?”
“You…you do,” Ruby whispered. Just how far would her humiliation go.
“And who’s the better woman?” June asked, twisting the knife. At the brief tensing from Ruby she gently lowered her boobs onto the redhead’s letting her see just how much they squashed.
“You…you are.” Ruby said. And then, to the surprise of both, she leaned forward and took a single dark nipple into her mouth. June gave a soft sigh and looked on in delight as the girl suckled at her teat, then left a trail of saliva, kissing her way to the next. Pleased with the result her hand walked down the girl’s flat belly on light fingers down to her sopping wet panties and slid underneath. Ruby immediately tensed and seemed ready to react until the cougar gripped her hair…at both ends.
“Shhh, there’s a good girl,” June crooned soothingly, relaxing her fingers and massaging at the redhead’s mound through some surprising thick curls. “You know, Ruby. There’s no need for us to be enemies.”
Still suckling at her boob the younger woman looked up, suspicion behind the green eyes.
“I don’t really care that you went after Tom. It was more of the…spirit of the thing. Getting caught was so amateur.” June smiled, stroking at the woman’s face, encouraging her to continue. She smiled in at approval at Ruby’s tongue circling her areola, even as she moaned at June’s massaging and fingering. “But, you did get me this big old mansion. And it is a bit much for just one woman. And finding someone who shares the same interests and won’t be…disapproving of my actions could be a chore. Do you understand where I’m going?”
“I’m no one’s sidekick,” the redhead growled around a brown nipple. But the intimidation was lost with how high her voice was.
“Partner then.” June allowed. She heard Ruby whine as she removed her hand before maneuvering herself fully on top of the redhead. Reaching down her body she pushed down her panties, squirming her legs till they reached her knees. “You watch my back, I watch yours. There are a lot of fine men out there with jealous wives. Though I’m sure I don’t need to tell you that.”
“I’m not big on fighting unfair,” Ruby grunted, squirming under June to get her own cotton coverings out of the way. “Learned the hard way that men have a tendency to favor the safe bet. We try and double team a wife the husband’s gonna step in. And not on our side.”
“Then backup in case the other tries to.” Her voice hitched as the milf pumped slowly between the other’s legs. “And you get a safe place to bring them to.”
Neither was in any position to speak for several minutes as their thrusts slowly increased in power and intensity, swirling their nipples together. Reaching up with her hands, Ruby gently pulled June’s face down, lips brushing together again and again. Tongues darted out, not fighting this time, to invade mouths and be sucked like candy. Faster and faster they moved, Ruby’s legs crossing across June’s waist as hips pistoned furiously. After almost thirteen minutes neither could take anymore and first Ruby, then June gave exultant shouts that echoed throughout the mansion.
Neither moved for nigh on three minutes when the cougar slowly rose off the ginger, wincing as the sweat coating them made their bodies sticky. “So…do we have a deal?”
Ruby lay back on the couch comfortably. Looking over at the June’s heaving body from pretty face, to bouncing breasts, to trimmed cunt, she could think of worse fates than being roommate to a woman as fuckable as this. And there was the other thing to. “If you agree to give me a rematch at a future date.”
“Didn’t learn the lesson the first time eh? Fine, if…” June smiled wickedly. “You agree that the loser has to wear a maid outfit at gatherings. And call the winner mistress. At all times.”
“I’m still young, I can learn new tricks.” Ruby replied, then shrugged, rising. “Fine. Hope you have one in your size.”
“And where are you going?”
“Home. I need to get my things, after all.”
“That can wait,” June rose and walked over, caressing Ruby’s body then holding a finger to her nose. She recoiled almost instantly. “You stink. I stink. Perhaps a bath is in order first.”
“I think you might be right.” The redhead agreed, running her hands down the cougar’s curves. “Lead on.”
“I think you might be right…who?” June placed her hands in her lush hips.
“I think you might be right. Mistress.” Ruby’s eyes narrowed, but she’d made the deal. Payback would be a bitch, and that bitch’s name would be Ruby Broke! June smiled, nodding that she recognized the threat behind the redhead’s eyes. If nothing else, their co-habitation wouldn’t be boring. Throwing an arm around each other’s waist the naked women strutted upstairs. There were benefits to playing the game, and her family was going to be so jealous.
Back across town another couple was in the process of taking a shower. Among other things.
Betty woke up to the feel of Brian’s hands running up and down her body, giving her a smile as she yelped when his hands squeezed one of her ass cheeks. They’d kissed and made out on their way to the shower. The hot water only added to the heat the pair radiated and the glass fogged up rapidly.
“Where the hell did you learn this stuff?” He gasped around the steam, pawing at her body as she licked and kissed and caressed his body until it felt like she had many mouths and multiple hands all lingering on his most sensitive areas. “I thought you were on a music scholarship!”
She giggled and ducked under his grab, her fingers playing an arpeggio on his magic flute. His groan turned into a yell of approval when her lips took over, chestnut brown hair slick against her rapidly bobbing head. His fingers clawed at the tiled surface of the shower, fighting the urge to give in. An urge that grew unbearable as she gagged and took his entire length into her mouth, his tip bouncnig up against her tonsils.
“AHHHHHHH!!!” He roared, grabbing her head and thrust his hips violently, no other thought in his head than to drive this pleasure before him. Betty felt pain as his hands dug into her hair, but also pleasure that she could drive him to this state. With a final bellow, his dick spewed, with his new lover swallowing compulsively.
“Holy…fucking…hell!” Brian gasped, sliding down the slick tiles, Betty following him down, hanging on like a leech. If leeches had expert lips and gave mind blowing blowjobs. Finally she let go, licking and kissing at the flaccid length before looking up at him with a pout. “Sorry babe, you killed him. He’s dead!”
“Least he died happy.” She giggled again and helped him up. Soaping and rinsing each other off, the pair took their time toweling as well. But when the girl saw his prick slowly rising back and started pulling him towards the bed he held his ground and pointed at the empty box.
“Have you counted your days?” He asked, expression severe. “We have to be careful.”
Her expression fell and she nodded. Moving downstairs he whistled, standing over the stove while she explored the rooms she hadn’t seen for the last couple of years. She hadn’t expected to see anything in the bedroom, but didn’t doubt that she probably had competition. It would be helpful to know who she was dealing with in advance. Wandering towards the back she heard the doorbell and grinned.
“In a minute,” Brian shouted, cursing as he dumped out a pile of scrambled eggs. He hated buttering cold toast, but he’d better get the door before…
“Coming!” He heard Betty call cheerfully and his expression turned panicked. Had he made plans for today? Racking his brain he couldn’t remember, but darted hastily out of the kitchen in time to see Betty throw open the door. The person there was who neither of them expected.
“Mom!?” Betty retreated as her mother strode in. “What’re you doing here?”
The End