A Tribute to Best Friend's Sister: Double Date, Part 1

[Augur]

G'day mates, I'm back with a new story! Well, half a story...

Hope this helps with your BFS withdrawal syndrome, Reddd!

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A Tribute to Best Friend's Sister: Double Date


“Hey Connie,” Tiffany called. “Nice to see you again!” The blonde grinned, hugging my girlfriend as we walked towards the car. I opened the door and got in on the driver's side. As soon as the girls had piled into the car, we started off to Nikki's. The girls had cooked up something of a "double date", with Connie taking on the athletic redhead's jugs and Tiff fighting against the fitness babe Chrissy. I still remembered Kara's match with the blonde, and felt a small wave of nervousness wash over me.

“So... Nikki and Chrissy,” Connie said aloud. "How did that happen?" Before I could ask what she meant by that, Tiffany answered her question. "I'm not exactly sure. I mean, I knew Nikki liked girls, but Chrissy seemed way too much of a... barbie. In a gym rat kinda way," she added with a grin. "Yeah, I heard she was much more bitchy before", Connie nodded. Tiffany laughed at that, glancing at her friend. "You can say that again, a bitch of the first order. I mean, Chrissy's still pretty stuck up, but nowhere near as bad as she used to be. I wonder how mellow she'll become after I'm done with her today," my girlfriend smirked, grinning at me conspiratorially.

“Hmm,” Connie mused. “I've seen her, she won't be easy to beat. That girl's got pretty awesome tits.” Tiffany replied with a shrug. "So do a lot of girls. I've flattened bigger sets. And firmer." The blonde raised her eyebrow at that. "Bigger AND firmer?"

"Well, maybe not both," Tiff grinned. "But she'll go down, don't worry." I gave her a quick glance, enjoying my girlfriend's familiar confidence.

When we arrived at Nikki's, Chrissy was already in the living room, streching on the mat. She was only wearing a pair of gym shorts, and I felt my mouth go dry as I saw her thick, heavy breasts, sitting high on her chest, as if daring a woman to challenge her. As she was showing us in, I noticed Nikki lick her lips in appreciation of the blonde's toned body, running her eyes across her musculature and defined limbs. Tiffany also took in the huge, firm tits she'd no doubt seen crush countless other sets.

“So how 'bout it, Tiffany, you ready to finally test those overrated jugs against mine?” Chrissy called as she turned towards us. The tall blonde stood up, her knee slightly bent and her hands on her hips. Her large jugs stood high on her chest, seemingly rivaling Tiffany's perfect boobs in shape and firmness, and having a visible edge in terms of sheer size.

Chrissy's face a mask of confidence as she grinned. "Think you can handle these?" The blonde had every reason to be confident. Her toned, muscular frame was impressive, from her smooth, lined legs to her taut abs. Every part of her was tan, and even in my bizarre state of mind, I noticed the lack of tan lines around her nearly spherical breasts. “I heard you fought Michelle's perky set. How'd that go?” Chrissy asked, smirking. Nikki snorted, but Tiffany wasn't fazed. "About as well as your fight with Tamera. I'll get her next time," she said, peeling her shirt off.

It was now Chrissy's turn to take in her competition. My girlfriend's perfect body looked less toned than the blonde's hardened frame, but her skin was light and perfect, with no visible blemishes above the waistline of her jeans. My eyes wandered to her firm, dense titflesh as Tiffany flung her bra into Nikki's waiting hands. Tiffany's full orbs, while smaller than Chrissy's jugs, stood high and proud, jiggling just noticeably before settling in their natural state in the center of her chest.

Tiffany stepped forward, her hair in a pony tail and the impressive bust thrust before her. As my girl stood next to the blonde, I looked closely to see how they visually stacked up. Chrissy's heavy teats were tanned, while Tiffany's skin looked lighter. While both competitors had been blessed with large, firm tits, Chrissy's set was somewhat bigger. They also seemed to shake just a bit more than Tiffany's, but that may well have been simply due to the larger mass.

"Hey, your boyfriend looks a bit distracted, Tiff.” Chrissy teased, cupping her heavy breasts. "I'm not surprised, that's pretty normal for him," the brunette replied lightly. I looked to my left to see Connie whispering something to Nikki, pointing at my pants. There was a visible bulge, and I felt my face redden, which only caused the girls to giggle more loudly.

Soon enough, Tiff and Chrissy started to circle each other. Chrissy's movements were more powerful, stemming from her muscled frame, while Tiffany moved more gracefully, bending and shifting where the blonde would stride. When the girls finally met, they surprised me by bringing their tits into contact rather gently. Both pairs of breasts pushed the other back a bit, but no ground seemed to be gained in the initial moments. They pushed forward again, and started to slowly twist their torsos together, alternating the direction so that each dense, round breast pulled and pushed over the other.

Each meaty jug shifted and sprung over and under, around the other, falling and shaking as gravity and the their twists dictated. Each of their firm tits slammed and slipped over each other as the women turned up the contest's intensity.

Suddenly, Chrissy wrapped her arms around Tiffany's back and squeezed, reminding everyone of her obvious strength. Tiffany groaned as she felt the blonde apply the pressure on her firm tits, but replied in kind, wrapping her own arms around Chrissy's back. Soon both women were groaning as their tits shifted, shook, and molded around one another. The grinding was becoming rather aggressive, I noted, but so to was their grip on each others arms. Neither could move with the same fluid motions anymore.

Even after all the fights I'd seen, I found myself mesmerized by the slapping tits in front of me. Tiffany's dense jugs fell over and around Chrissy's boobs, while Chrissy kept her passes straight left and right, meaning her boobs bent and ground into either Tiffany's left tit or right tit depending on her twisting torso. Each breast folded just enough to make way on her chest, but then reclaimed its position.

Neither woman seemed to be making much headway. Chrissy's huge, gorgeous boobs still stood firm and high on her chest, and while Tiffany's smaller orbs didn't seem to sag any more than her opponent's, the constant contact had reddened her paler flesh more obviously. Chrissy looked down to her chest for just a moment, then back at Tiffany's face, and grinned. The brunette grinned back, but obviously had a different idea of what was going on. Chrissy pulled back and threw a heavy blow into Tiffany, who obviously hadn't seen it coming. Even with Tiffany's firmness, the shock of the impact threw her tits back, flattening, then regaining their shape and jiggling. They didn't get a chance to stop the shaking as Chrissy's second blow pushed Tiffany back. The brunette groaned as she felt her flesh distort and shake.

The blonde prepared to send her boobs forward once more, but Tiffany quickly jumped to the side, sending her big tits from the left into Chrissy's larger boobs. Chrissy's flesh rippled from the impact, but Tiffany was not waiting to watch her boobs settle back down. She swung back, gripping Chrissy's waist to hold the blonde in place. The blonde groaned as her breasts swelled from the impact, shimmying over her chest while they returned to their original shape. Chrissy cursed, another quick blow slamming into her jugs.

As Tiffany swung again, Chrissy showed she was not without her own experience, and shoved her tits forward. Her boobs hit Tiffany's tits from the top, quelling the momentum from the dark-haired girl's big jugs and landing a nice hit. I realized that neither woman had really missed a blow when Chrissy pulled back and slammed forward again, this time with more power. She did so quickly, and I realized that this was probably not going to be a grind it out affair. Tiffany's tits compressed at the point of impact as Chrissy tried to overwhelm them with her bigger set.

Chrissy reared back for another strike, and this time both girls slammed forward, sending a loud clap through the room. Both girls groaned. Each pair of tits pushed inward from the point of contact, just barely pushing each breast outward. Tiffany ground for just a second before pulling away, and Chrissy moved her hands to Tiffany's shoulders. Tiffany made the move this time, lifting her torso up and slamming her tits forward. Chrissy reacted a fraction of a second too slowly and Tiffany's boobs landed on top, driving downward. The blonde groaned as she felt the pressure from Tiffany's blow.

Chrissy dipped her hips and escaped the pressure, but also brought her big jugs up fast, slinging them so hard that they moved independently of her torso. Tiffany, still caught in the momentum from her most recent strike, grunted as she felt Chrissy's diagonal uppercut land on the underside of her tits, pushing the flesh toward her face, though Tiffany's firm flesh didn't move much. Tiffany retaliated, sliding her chest away from Chrissy's but bringing it back with a quick twitch of her hips and sending a wild blow at Chrissy. The blonde was able to dodge some of it, but both tits met at the tips as they passed by each other.

The glancing blow made both women wince, and pulled away from each other to rub their already sore breasts.

“You're going down, Tiff,” Chrissy said.

“Hah, you'll be eating your oversized jugs off a plate when I'm finished with them, Chrissy,” Tiffany countered. Chrissy narrowed her eyes and jumped forward, but Tiffany was waiting, timing her blow perfectly. Another massive blow from beneath caught Chrissy's boobs, and they shook violently as Tiffany kept her tits in place and shook. Chrissy groaned as she felt Tiffany's firm jugs trying to penetrate her own.

I watched Chrissy's tits get another huge blow from Tiffany's rack, and the blonde staggered slightly, but suddenly sprang forward. Tiffany seemed surprised, moving just enough to avoid the direct blow from Chrissy's swinging boobs. Tiffany winced and backed away, but Chrissy remained aggressive. This time, it seemed as though Tiffany was not playing possum, just reacting, and Chrissy's next strike, a thrust forward with her powerful boobs was a much more straightforward blow. Tiffany's tits jiggled, flattening slightly before springing back as Tiffany was pushed backward again.

Chrissy yelled, swinging up, and Tiffany grunted, stunned as her tits shook all over her chest. Chrissy's tits looked red, but the blonde seemed to not mind as she flung her boobs around again, this time a swinging blow from the left. Tiffany still seemed dazed as Chrissy's wrecking ball swing slammed into her from the left.

“Shit,” I whispered as I saw Tiffany stagger again. She groaned as she felt her tits pulverized, and Chrissy swung again. This time, Tiffany moved with her, just enough to avoid the blow. When Chrissy passed by, Tiffany grabbed her upper arms and slammed forward. Chrissy's boobs had not returned to their original position, and Tiffany's blow seemed to have landed right at the abase of her tits. Tiffany pulled tight, and Chrissy's tits remained trapped to the side.

“Oh fuck,” Chrissy shouted. Her tits distorted severely as Tiffany pushed forward, slowly and deliberately. The brunette's grin was tired and strained, but it was there. Chrissy grunted, but muscled her arms between the two and gave a violent shove. Tiffany tried to hold, but finally had to pull away, leaving both girls panting on the mat.

“Didn't like that, I take it?” Tiffany asked, a satisfied grin across her face.

“About as much as you're going to,” Chrissy snapped, and she tried to make good on her promise. Her hands tried to reach around and up, aiming for Tiffany's shoulders. Tiffany twisted away, and Chrissy shifted her strategy in mid-grab, swinging her tits upward. Tiffany's tits rocked, pushed up by the blow. Chrissy pulled away to let the heavy flesh drop to Tiffany's chest. “Wow, look at those soft udders flop.”

“Why don't you watch them crush your jugs, instead?” Tiffany growled. Chrissy answered with a different tactic, actually jumping and slamming her jugs down on top of Tiffany's. Chrissy's plentiful flesh bent at the bottom visibly, but Tiffany fell to one knee, gasping loudly and letting out a low moan. "Oh really, Tiff? Looks like the only set doing any crushing is mine," the blonde smirked.

Chrissy, seemingly confident that her opponent wasn't getting up anytime soon, raised her arms in the air and took a moment to show off her goods to her small audience, and Nikki replied with encouraging yells and catcalls. "You've got her, babe! Tame those pretty tits!"

The blonde turned around just in time to see Tiffany's big set flying straight towards her. A loud, wet clap reverberated across the room. Their meaty flesh wobbled and waved across their chests, and both women's faces were masks of pain and discomfort. Tiffany thrust slightly again, and Chrissy met her, neither woman backing down. They both pulled away at the same time, and I turned it up slowly as the women cradled their heavy jugs. After just a few seconds, they went after it again, this time slamming their boobs into the other's pair. Another smack, not as loud, but the women kept their breasts together, grinding into the other's soft flesh. Chrissy pushed more than twisted now, her back rolling with the effort of keeping her tits in contact with Tiffany's. Tiffany tried to counter by shifting her torso side to side, stealing a page from Chrissy's playbook and forcing her jugs into Chrissy's boobs.

A slight sheen of sweat was sliding between both women as they continued their struggle. Both women kept grinding for a while, before Tiffany finally bent down just slightly and slammed her tits upward. Chrissy didn't move quickly enough, confused if the look on her face was any indication, and felt the full impact of Tiffany's firm tits slam into her own. Chrissy groaned loudly as Tiffany next slammed her breasts into Chrissy's from the side. Chrissy's tits shook and actually slapped against each other from the impact. Tiffany's heavy orbs came in again, but Chrissy slung her own jugs towards them. Another audible slap echoed in the room as their chests met, and both women winced. Chrissy's recovery was quicker this time, and she sent two quick blows, her left breast swinging wildly as she slammed it into Tiffany's right, watching both tits push back where they met, only to spring back into their original position.

“How are your saggy tits feeling now, Blondie?” Tiffany asked, seemingly to soothe some of the pain of the blow. Chrissy growled and rammed Tiffany without warning. The blow was so fiercely delivered that the dark-haired girl took a step back, falling down. Chrissy was atop her in moments. The blonde began dropping her heavy tits onto Tiffany's, whose moaning grew more and more intense with each passing moment. I was stunned by the ferocity of the attack, and so, too was Tiffany, it seemed. Tiffany tried to roll to one side, but Chrissy's arms pinned her down for another blow. Tiffany groaned, but grabbed Chrissy's wrist with her hand and pulled. Chrissy fell, her boobs flattening into Tiffany's once more, and the latter rolled away. As soon as the brunette was standing, she shot a wild blow that caused Chrissy's breasts to wobble mightily on her chest.

Tiffany's tits also shook from the impact, and her face was telling more of the story about her discomfort. The blonde renewed her battering ram attack, and Tiffany reached up to grab at her shoulders. Chrissy managed to seize her wrists however, and held the brunette for a particularly brutal blow. Tiffany winced as Chrissy's breasts slammed into hers, the force of the strike sending Tiffany's meaty tits ballooning out, her flesh displaced by Chrissy's bigger mammaries. I was getting worried now, and wondered how much longer my girlfriend could continue. The blonde's huge set seemed to be every bit as imposing and powerful as I'd remembered.

Tiffany bit her lip, but thrust back, pushing Chrissy's set back as far as she could. Chrissy pulled back almost immediately, however, and reared back for another strike. Tiffany didn't waste time in pursuit, and because of the mistimed blow both women missed their targets. Tiffany's left breast found its way between Chrissy's pair, and due to the position Chrissy's left tit was squished between Tiffany's rack. Both women groaned this time, their respective breasts splashing against their opponent's breast bone.

“Shit!” Both women yelled simultaneously. Tiffany acted first, seemingly inspired by the vicious contact. Her left breast shifted from between Chrissy's jugs and pushed into Chrissy's right breast even as Tiffany's right orb slowly slid into Chrissy's left. Chrissy groaned and shifted in the opposite direction, the four breasts fighting for position in the center of their chest. I was amazed at the resiliency of the four glands, and fought the urge to open my pants.

Chrissy's apparent move to end the stalemate was sudden and fast. Tiffany was trying for a two-boob uppercut, letting the force of her large jugs carry her forward. Chrissy stepped back quickly, and as Tiffany tried to recover, the blonde swung her massive rack from the side, slamming her heavy left tit into Tiffany's left jug. The wobbling titflesh didn't deter Chrissy from grabbing Tiffany's shoulders and swinging her own tits from side to side, keeping distance between them so that each blow gained momentum. Tiffany's boobs began shaking all over her chest, and I found my hand at my crotch again.

“I've got you now, Tiff. Time to say good-bye to your tits,” Chrissy taunted, and rammed forward connecting dead on with a sudden, strong blow from her chest. Tiffany gasped as she felt the blonde's breasts ram into hers, forcing her set to balloon visibly. Chrissy thrust again, and I saw another blow connect solidly.

“Fuck!” Tiffany groaned, her head tossing back and forth. Chrissy repeated the maneuver, and a wet smack of four battling breasts reverberated through the living room. The only accompanying noise was the grunts that my girl made when she felt the blonde's enormous tits pushing into hers. Despite Tiff's predicament, I found myself marveling the density and fullness of Chrissy's heavy, tanned globes. Another blow landed, and Tiffany's head lolled to the side.

Nikki, Connie and I were silently taking in the thrashing the blonde was giving to Tiffany, watching the four breasts smash and shake after each crashing blow. When Chrissy reared back, Tiffany desperately twisted her back, hoping to at least shake Chrissy's rhythm. Her hands shot to the blonde's shoulders, and Tiffany managed to land a quick shot, forcing the toned blonde to take a step back to steady herself. Tiffany, to my relief, had a look of pure determination. She still wasn't ready to quit.

Chrissy noticed the change in Tiffany's face and approached warily. The brunette smiled and immediately lunged forward, her breasts smashing into Chrissy's and causing the two sets to lose their round shape for a moment. Chrissy groaned as Tiffany brought her breasts forward like a battering ram, and again, both tits flattened about the same. As Tiffany slowly pulled away, Chrissy lunged forward, her arms extended. I saw the blonde's toned arms circle around my girl's back again, and Chrissy's heavy orbs crashed into Tiffany's.

Tiffany groaned as Chrissy's arms circled around her back, but the brunette grabbed her opponent with equal ferocity. “I'm going to crush you, Chrissy,” Tiffany whispered, "I'm going to flatten those huge udders with my firm tits". Chrissy moaned as Tiffany pulled the blonde deeper into her chest, apparently welcoming the added pressure. Their breasts met again and again, Tiffany focusing her attacks on grinding the blode's heavy mammaries while Chrissy tried to batter and ram my girlfriend's round orbs.

Both women were breathing heavily as they shoved their breasts together, pulling each other into their chests. Tiffany continued to grind her dense orbs into the bigger set from every direction, forcing the blonde's pretty face to wince.

My girlfriend licked her lips as she rammed her boobs against Chrissy's, shifting violently to maximize the impact of her dense breasts against Chrissy's tanned pair. Tiffany sighed as her foe's heavy teats began to wobble, the flesh pushing in as Tiff tried to penetrate Chrissy's orbs. Chrissy met each blow in turn, apparently hoping that Tiffany would tire. But the brunette showed no signs of slowing the assault, her hard orbs beginning to pepper Chrissy's big tits with rapid blows.

I noticed that Chrissy's face was registering more and more discomfort, and wondered if something had changed. My question was answered as Tiff suddenly shifted, lining her tits up with Chrissy's. Tiffany shoved forward mightily, and her opponent groaned. I saw the visible difference in Chrissy's breasts as they ballooned out, Tiffany's firm jugs claiming more space between their chests.

“Ahhh, finally!” Tiffany sighed, the exhaustion evident in her face. “I've broken you, Chrissy. I took your big boobs and made them mine. God this feels good.”

“The fuck you did,” Chrissy growled, trying to reposition her boobs to ease the pressure. The brunette's lips formed a tight grin as she grabbed her opponent's arms and drew the other girl in. Chrissy tried to wiggle, but Tiffany began grinding the opposing pair with vengeance. It quickly became clear that Chrissy's proud breasts were yielding to the other set, and the girl's eyes grew wide. Chrissy groaned as her tits were shoved out violently, the tenderized flesh molding around Tiffany's full, round pair. The brunette leaned forward to whisper something, her globes burrowing further in. Chrissy moaned quietly, and I noticed her legs had started to tremble. Quickly, Tiffany's grip Chrissy's arms tightened and her forearms tensed as she slammed her heavy pair forward, forcing Chrissy's sore udders to flatten. Chrissy was slowly fading, her head leaning on the brunette's shoulder. Tiffany was keeping their chests together, pushing her boobs deeper and deeper into the jiggling sacks they'd just beaten. Chrissy tried once to push away, but gave up, and I saw her shoulders sag.

“I just pancaked your tits, Chrissy,” Tiffany whispered smugly. “Just watch.” Chrissy's eyes drifted down, and looked on as the brunette pushed her previously unmovable tit against her own chest. My erection was raging while I witnessed Tiffany's boobs conquer yet another pair of powerful breasts, and a very large one at that. Come to think of it, the only bigger set I could remember was Tanya's.

Tiffany slowed her strikes, showing her dominance by pushing her tits, which admittedly flattened much more than they had before, into Chrissy's shivering teats. Tiffany's jugs pushed the blonde's beaten flesh around, shifting the loose flesh up, then down, and to the sides at whatever direction she wanted. The brunette even made a show of pushing her own breasts underneath Chrissy's, just to watch them jiggle when they fell back onto her chest. Tiffany grinned as her opponent's flesh spilled over her sore but still reasonably firm tits, enjoying her victory even as Chrissy's face dropped. I watched the tops of Chrissy's jugs spill over Tiffany's powerful set and tried to steady my breathing.

“Who's got firmer, stronger tits?” Tiffany asked. She pulled her breasts away from Chrissy's beaten rack, watching with satisfaction as they drooped, rather than defy gravity like they had prior to the beating. My girlfriend's own, normally perfect boobs looked red and tender as well, but sagged less than her opponent's thrashed set. “Whose boobs are the best, Chrissy?” Chrissy looked up from her tits, and gave Nikki an apologetic glance.

“Yours are, Tiffany. You have strong, firm, sexy boobs. My soft jugs were just punching bags for your amazing set. Your tits are the best.” Chrissy then bent over to fill her mouth with my girlfriend's winning nipple, and Tiff sighed as she enjoyed the attention, allowing the blonde to take her time. I could hear her humming quietly, and watched my girl's tender, ultimately victorious teats get their hard-earned reward. Tiffany reached down, gently massaging the beaten udders of her foe. They were hanging and swinging loosely beneath Chrissy's submissive pose. After some time, the blonde stood up, her face flushed. She wiped her mouth and the two embraced, Tiff's firmer tits still pushing Chrissy's beaten sacks outward.

"Wow, I'm impressed Chrissy, you really do have a great set. Definitely one of the best around," my girlfriend said with a small smile as the girls separated. "But it's nice to know that mine's even better." Chrissy looked at the brunette for a moment, then nodded.

"Good luck with that black bitch Tamera. I hope you destroy her."


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To be continued...