The More Things Change


"Mmmmph...mmpphhh!"


Lying on his back, Brian's lips and tongue worked furiously on the tasty cunt plastered to his face even as he struggled against the sensations radiating from his groin. Lying firmly atop him, held in place by arms across her waist, Pauline's mouth rose and fell rapidly on his prick, that was currently shoved halfway down her throat. To their side Betty lay in an exhausted sleep, worn out from the previous activity. It was quite obvious, from what he little he remembered of the night before, while Betty had proudly proclaimed her tits' victory it seemed that Pauline had her beat in the sexual department.


Displaying the stereotypical Asian insatiability the black haired beauty proved almost too much for both of them. Proud though he was of his sexual prowess, he could barely handle Betty most nights, and it was nowhere near enough to hold out when she had help, his prick surrendering within the first thirty minutes.


But he was just the appetizer.


Faces and shoulders covered in his spunk they turned their attention onto one another, Pauline leaping over his body, tackling Betty to the other side of the bed while he scrambled to get out of the way. Sweaty bodies smacking together wetly they fucked aggressively and Brian suddenly realize that while her boobs might've lost, to Pauline was in no way submissive to his girlfriend. Betty quickly came to the same conclusion and put her not inconsiderable talents to work.


Pushing the Asian woman onto her back, the brunette's fingers went to work, two delving deep, manipulating furiously. Pauline came back by sucking a reddened boob into her mouth, swallowing as much as she could while palpating the other with her hand. Both techniques quickly bore fruit with the horny women squealing loudly as first Pauline, then Betty, came hard.


Distracted by the pleasure the brunette failed to react quick enough with the lusty black haired beauty shoved onto the breast in her mouth, pushing Betty over. Once she was on her back, Pauline spun around and dove headfirst into the woman's snatch. Betty gave a sharp scream and to Brian's surprise, her body arched and there was a sudden gush. Whatever she'd done, Pauline had made his girlfriend come almost instantly. But now she wrapped her arms around the Asian's slim waist and fought back in the only way she could.


Lips, tongues, fingers and even teeth came into play as the gorgeous guitarists pleasured one another mercilessly. Several more orgasms followed in quick succession, neither bothering to waste the energy holding back, before they abruptly rolled apart. Betty once more took the initiative, leaping onto Pauline's back, hauling the slightly smaller woman to lie atop her body. And once more fingers sank into a quivering slit while the other squeezed a soft boob and lips sucked at a sensitive lobe. Flipping her head to the side the dark haired musician claimed those lips with her own, even as her body writhed from pleasure and attempts to escape.


Coming hard, her body bridged, and Betty's fingers popped free. Twisting and squirming with surprising energy Pauline broke free, but instead of moving away, simply rolled over and pinned the brunette under her body. Brian could see their mouths moving furiously around the kiss and caught glimpses of their tongues dueling fiercely. He also noticed his girlfriend's eyes becoming glazed and that she spent less time trying to get from under the insatiable Asian woman. And Pauline noticed as well.


Pulling away suddenly Pauline slid down Betty's body and grabbed her legs. In a single, swift move she rolled the girl's legs up over her shoulder and dove into her defenseless pussy like a woman starved. It was now the brunette that resisted energetically, legs kicking wildly while hands pushed weakly against the Asian's dark head, face screwed up in pleasure and dread. Finally, in desperation, as her womanhood gushed yet again she snapped her legs together causing Pauline to cry out and fall back.


Moaning and panting, the two lay across the bed and, for a moment Brian thought they were done. But as if to prove him wrong both slowly rose and crawled back together. Wrapping up tightly they eschewed any kind of technique and simply focused on trying to fuck the others brains out. "Fuuuucckkkk..." Betty whimpered, the first coherent word Brian hear from her since the night began. He could hear Pauline muttering what sounded like a litany in Japanese, her voice high. He was beginning to get worried. At the rate they were going he doubted he'd be getting any relief unless he took matters into his own...ahem...hands.


"C'mon you little bitch...come...on..." Betty groaned, hips jerking furiously, face buried in the Asian's shoulder. She couldn't last much longer, she...couldn't... The brunette gave a hoarse croak as she came again, biting into the woman's shoulder, even as her own was bitten at a muffled grunt when Pauline came as well. "Feel my pussy...take...it...uuunnghhh..."


"Yours...no match for...for mine...little girl..." Pauline gasped, pumping her softened tits and powerful pussy into her eager rival. If she'd known the college girl could fuck like this she'd have provoked her sooner. "Can feel...it...getting...weak...uuhhnnn... You're...you're done!"


Brian could hear them whispering, but could make out none of it, their words for one another only. Not that it mattered to him. The only thing he could think of was the rod of iron between his legs that followed the rapidly rolling women. Each time they bumped against his legs it twitched violently, demanding he take action, but another part of him held back. That part wanted to see who would come out on top. But it seemed to go on forever, sweat coating both in a sexy sheen. Then...at precisely 11:58, almost an hour and a half since he'd gotten home, more than an hour since they'd started, he got his answer.


Fierce grunts gave way to agonized whines as they went from trading orgasms to Pauline forcing cry after cry of distressed pleasure from the younger woman. The sight of her creamy ass pounding away on Betty had his prick ready to blow and, with a final shriek, legs kicked out as she appeared to suffer an orgasm more powerful than anything he'd ever gotten out of her, had him sitting on his hands to avoid stroking himself.


Kissing and biting at the shuddering, trembling girl Pauline never let up until Betty finally went limp. Panting, she finally relaxed and sat up, entire body thrumming with excitement from the feel of a new conquest and at a soft squeaking sound her head whipped to the side. Pinning the previously forgotten man in a wide eyed stare, her eyes slipped down his body to stare openly at what lay between his legs. Without a word she crawled over towards him keeping her gaze locked firmly on her target. For his part Brian remained frozen, staring at the head of coal black hair that slowly approached his painfully hard manhood.


At the first lick teeth clenched. At the series of kisses across his crown, hands curled the sheets. And when her mouth finally engulfed him the man cried out at the soft, moist sensation. There was no holding back. What he'd just witnessed had him so primed that it took minimal sucking motion to cause his control to fail and dick to spew. Euphoria surged through him as he thrust furiously into that warm, velvety mouth until he finally sighed, entire body going almost limp and his head dropped to his chest to stare in wide eyed amazement at the bobbing head of black hair.


"You taste good," Pauline murmured, glancing up at him with a smile. Her tongue snaked out to lap at the slit in the crown of his prick. His own amazement mirrored hers as his cock slowly rose, hardening once more to brush against her pert nose. Pinkening face looked up at him, both panting. "Looks like you...got some juice left in you. Let me...deal with...that."


"No..." Brian gasped, reaching down and grabbing her shoulders. She didn't resist as he pulled her up his body to sit firmly in his lap, both groaning at the invading sensation. "Not...like...that..."


She bounced energetically on his prick while he thrust urgently. Her excitement now worked against her and she clung to him, shuddering as her honey coated his member. He groaned, their motions barely controlled, holding out long enough for her come a second time before firing off his load. The sound of their delight fading, relaxing in a sweaty embrace, her head suddenly shot up, eyes wide and he felt a squeeze around his penis.


"Incredible," she gasped, kissing him deeply. Limbs like jelly he couldn't resist while she pushed him down onto the bed, straddling his waist, hips bucking furiously. "Can all doctors keep it up this long?"


"Wouldn't know," he panted in response, grabbing her hips. "Not something we talk about off duty."


Pauline whined at his pulls and Brian trembled at her bounces, bodies slapping together rhythmically. Brian arched as he came again, seed flooding into her body, a wide smile on Pauline's face. Needing to act before she drained him dry the man reached up to grab her breasts, hands squeezing the loose globes while fingers pinched the firm spikes. Squealing in delight she was wide open and Brian finally mounted his counterattack.


Flipping them over, the Asian woman's face was almost insane with lust as he rolled her legs over his shoulders. No better than she Brian plowed into her with a violence he never knew he possessed. She still fought back though, vaginal muscles clamping down and massaging the invading length like crazy, setting his nerves on fire. Mouths sealed together they swallowed each other's screams, any semblance of control lost. Finally, he couldn't take anymore, a weak croak sputtering past his lips, hips pumping furiously as he emptied what felt like the last orgasm he'd ever experience. Thankfully, the feel of his seed filling her seemed to push Pauline over as well, arms and legs clinging to him as she whimpered and shuddered in pleasure. Slowly relaxing he collapsed heavily on top of her, ending up face to face. Her expression was dazed and shocked, tongue flicking across his lips before eyes flickered shut. A small victory, but one he embraced as his own vision faded.


At least he had until waking up to the current situation. He wasn't even sure how she'd managed to push him off her without waking...


"Nnnngghhh..." Brian grunted, tongue shooting up further inside her cunt than he'd managed all night, while Pauline's head moved even faster, swallowing every drop eagerly. A few seconds later the small woman joined him orgasm, their bodies grinding together enthusiastically. When they finally relaxed she kissed and licked his prick repeatedly, discouraging it from softening, then twisting around to crawl up his body. Before she even reached his slick face, his prick was poking at her thigh. She gave the eager beaver a couple light strokes, throwing her legs over his body.


Brian's hands helped her maneuver and they both sighed as he entered her once more. Then her head shifted to the side. "I see why you kept him hidden," Pauline giggled and Brian turned to see Betty, propping her head up on an elbow, watching them intently. He reached for her, pulling the girl's unresisting body until their lips met and tongues fenced. "Get up here, girl. I still need to pay you back for squashing my tits."


*****


Brian woke up with a lurch. His last memory was of Betty on his face while Pauline rode him out. He lay back, still having a hard time believing what he just experienced really happened. But the soreness from manhood clearly attested to it's overwork at having to fill two insatiable women. Fill them...


Suddenly alert he came upright, looking frantically over to the dresser. On top was a pill pack and he quickly counted the number left. He sighed with relief at the pair missing then grabbed for his pager. Only one message.


"Heya stud, me and Bets went kinda overboard so she decided to let you sleep in. I had fun, don't be a stranger y'hear."


It was almost mid day. Just past 11 am to be exact. Swinging legs off the bed the covers slipped off, exposing his flaccid, thoroughly drained cock. Grunting he couldn't help the large smile that spread across his face at what it had to taken to reduce it to this state. Rising off the bed he scratched absently, heading for the bathroom. Passing the mirror he paused, staring.


"Fucking hell..." His entire upper body was covered in love bite bruises and lipstick stains. Tilting his neck he spotted a pair of hickies as well. Then he gasped. Ignoring the sore feeling, his prick slowly hardened and lengthened until it slapped up against his belly. He shook his head, baffled.


But, if anything, it was an encouragement for him to get the surprise set up as quickly as possible. After a quick cold shower he moved out into the backyard.


*****


Shirley Lin considered herself a reasonable and stable individual. She needed to be considering her sister, Roxie's, shenanigans. But right now she found herself doing her best impersonation of the town airhead, Constance, gaping at the two in her office.


"So...you've come to an arrangement." She demanded. Just the previous day the two had been ready to tear each other bald and now they showed up together, acting as if they had been best friends all their lives.


"Yeah." Pauline gave a sheepish grin. "I was kinda outta line just showing up and trying to shift things around to my liking."


"I got where she was coming from but she agreed to give me some pointers on how to work the crowd, since that is the one thing I'll admit to being weak at." Betty finished with a light flush.


Shirley's eyes narrowed as she stared at the two. Other than herself and her sister, she didn't know another pair of women that could be more hard headed. There was something here she was missing. No bruises...scratches...hell not even trimmed hair to indicate an attempt to hide torn locks. Then what...AHA!!


"Okay then. Good to hear I don't need to demote you both." She nodded at the door, then tapped on the desk. "Paula stay for a second will you."


Betty gave a curious look but at a shrug she exited the room. At the click Pauline watched, slightly nervous, as Shirley came around her desk to stand opposite. Moving faster than she could react the taller woman yanked at her top, exposing Pauline's midriff and breasts.


"I knew it!" Shirley grunted. Pauline's breasts sagged unsupported and bore several small bruises that makeup couldn't hide. "Really...again!?"


"Hey, she was into it to." The Asian woman defended herself, pulling her shirt back down. Then gave a lecherous grin. "And that was just the beginning?"


"I can guess...I know your family, remember. I still remember that time we walked in on your cousin." Shirley replied. Then, because she was curious. "So who won?"


"She did. Kid's got a solid rack. But I won the follow up. Boyfriend even got in on the action."


"Wait...wait..." Shirley sat back on the desk, rubbing her face, and patting the air. "So she squashed you, then you fucked her...AND took the boyfriend for a ride! Was he any good?"


"Let's just say that when my babies recover I'm looking forward to a rematch." Pauline smirked, swaying out the door.


Shirley shook her head. Part of her wondered if she should warn Betty. The women in Pauline's family were noteworthy for two things. Huge tits and ridiculous libidos. Her cousin in particular was quite famous in the Japanese porn scene. If she knew who the woman was related to...and if Betty's boyfriend had indeed made that good of an impression...


But then again...Betty's mom also had a bit of a reputation if she remembered correctly...so maybe the blood ran true.


*****


June was feeling quite satisfied with herself. She'd made her shifts quota and a considerable extra went straight into her purse. Maybe she'd have Bobbie over again tonight. His enthusiasm was delicious, as was the sight of his blissful expression when she had her way with him. Especially since, based on the house cameras, Ruby and her new boytoy hadn't even left their room yet. She gave a small giggle at the thought of rubbing it in the ginger's face that she couldn't handle a man in bed.


Then she noticed a crowd forming near the Spring Dance square. At first she thought it was someone tearing it up since the season was winding down and the King and Queen would be announced within a month or so. Instead she heard shouting in clearly feminine tones and then the sound of flesh striking flesh. Coming up on the square for caught sight of Hannah Jones and the former Heather Crosby, with the latter holding her cheek with a shocked look on her face. A look that quickly turned angry and her hand lashed out, slapping the light haired brunette hard.


"Cheating BITCH!" Hannah shouted, grabbing for hair. Heather grunted at the yank, her own hands digging deep into the other woman's thick hair. With a roar of approval the crowd surrounding them cheered on the staggering women, even as Hannah's husband, Aiden, scrambled to reach them.


"What'd I miss?" June asked, standing close Elaine Joy.


"Seems Heather's back and might've been eyeing Aiden again," Elaine replied, disapproval thick in her voice. "Guess ruining her own marriage wasn't enough. Now she's moving onto her friends."


"That's right," June thought. Hannah and Heather had been thick as thieves up until a few years ago when Heather had left town to avoid the scandal of cheating on her husband. Details were sparse about HOW he found out she'd cheated, but Odin was local, while she was an outsider. She stepped to the side as the struggling, gyrating women spun past her, onto the grass. Another slap from Heather staggered the hazel haired Hannah, who toppled to the side, her hands still clutching at the dark haired brunette's blouse. With a series of POPS buttons flew free and Heather's heavy, bra covered breasts bounced into view.


"YOU STUPID LITTLE WHORE!" Heather bellowed, grabbing Hannah's body hugging crop top and attempted to pull it over her head. The fabric stretched and tore before a clenched fist dug into one of the furious woman's tits, making her gasp and pull away.


"WHO'S A WHORE, YOU SLUT!" Hannah shouted, her top hanging loosely now, throwing herself at her former friend, dragging her to the ground. Ignoring the raucous laughter and loud cheers the pair fought ferociously, rolling briskly in the dirt and grass. Hannah's white pants became stained from their struggles, tearing near the knee and hip while Heather's skirt dropped to under her knees.


Glancing to her right June spotted an empty jug, probably used to water the plants around the square. Moving over to a large water barrel, she filled it to the brim and strode over to the fighting women. On their sides, still tugging and hair and dress they shouted and cursed each other bitterly. At least until June emptied the jug over their bodies.


"GAAAHHH...THE HELL!!" Heather shouted, falling away and rolling to her knees.


"COLD!!" Hannah cried, sitting down, bosom heaving, wiping vigorously at her face.


"Just figured you two needed cooling off," June stated, ignoring the angry stares she received from the crowd, now deprived of entertainment. "Of course feel free to continue if you don't mind making a spectacle of yourselves."


The two former friends glared at one another, clearly considering it, then Heather gave a huff, wrung out her blouse and stalked off. Growling, Hannah rose unsteadily and walked off in the opposite direction, ignoring her husband's efforts to help. Rubbing her jaw, June considered things, before giving a wide smile and following in Heather's direction.


*****


Ruby gave a snort and came awake with a start. Blearily she blinked her eyes looking around trying to remember what had happened. The sound of soft breathing and the rise and fall of her hard pillow brought her fully awake. That was right...Max!


Their tussle had gone on till just past midnight, all across the room, the advantage swapping between them with each orgasm. Finally she'd pinned him under her cowgirl position, riding him out viciously.


"Feel my pussy!" she'd gasped deliriously, barely in control of her motions. "No college...skank...has one like...like...this!"

"Ruby...Ruby...RUBY!!" Max groaned over and over, a hand on her hip and the other palpating her tit. His face contorted and body bucked as he came, roaring for the entire neighborhood to hear. "AAAAAGGGHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

"hhhhheeeEEEEEEYYYYAAAHHHHHHHHHHH..." Ruby shrieked in response, Max's hands squeezing hard in response to the orgasm. The pain, and pulsing spray overwhelmed the exhausted redhead, joining her spasming partner in excruciating orgasm. After what felt like an eternity her body relaxed and she collapsed, spent, on top of Max's muscular chest.

"Hah...hah...holy Jesus..." the young man gasped, his chest rising and falling rapidly. Then his eyes rolled up into his head, passed out.

"Told...told you..." she gasped, fighting to remember how to speak and breath simultaneously. "College...girls are...overrated."


The redhead trembled in delight at the memory of Max's face as she drained him dry. Running a hand down his chest she gave a self satisfied smile. Slowly she rose off of him, stumbling slightly, towards the door.


"Mornin'..."


She twisted around to find her new lover staring at her with a wide smile on his face. His eyes flowed over her naked body, a visible tent rising under the covers. "Well morning to you to. How are you feeling? Hungry?"


"Starving." He replied, swinging his legs to sit on the edge, grinning in a manner that made it clear that food was the last thing on his mind as he watched her. If she had any doubts they were quickly dispelled by covers slipping off his lap. While no longer possessing the girth of the night before it was definitely bigger than many she'd seen before.


"Me too..." Ruby replied, swinging her hips, walking towards him. Gently she gave him a few swift strokes, arms then going around his head as she knelt in his lap. "I'm a big eater."


*****


June pulled up into her driveway, with her guest's car only a few minutes behind. She stood in the doorway, holding it open for the striking brunette, Heather giving her a nod as she strode past. "Would you like something to drink? Maybe a little snack?" She asked.


"No. Thank you." Heather replied stiffly, suspicion clear in her voice. Having worked in politics before leaving the town she was no doubt familiar of her former family's tendency to interfere. "If I'm honest, I'm still not sure why I agreed to come here."


"Because I'm a woman like you, and I can also relate to your...problem. If in a roundabout way." June stated. As if on cue Ruby screamed, as no doubt she and Max were currently still engaged, further evidenced by a very male roar shortly thereafter. "As proven by my current roommate."


"What the hell..."


"Ruby Broke...town maneater...and former mistress to my ex-husband." June remarked around a smile. "We settled our issues between us, even decided it would be fun to spend time together, around enjoying the singles life."


"What are you..." Heather's head perked up at the sound of a car outside. She immediately glared suspiciously at June. "You wouldn't!"


The cougar merely grinned and strutted to the door, holding it open to allow Hannah entry. The lighter haired brunette froze at the sight of the other, who rose to stand opposite, mouth set in a severe line.


"Now ladies," June stepped in between them. "I know you're eager to tear into one another after what happened earlier, but how about you not set every tongue in town wagging over how unladylike you behave."


"Ladylike...her!" Hannah snorted.


"Keep it up, Jones," Heather hissed. "You're nothing but a two bit hack that gets her news trolling online."


"Girls...girls..." June raised her arms, needing to bite this in the bud. Though they didn't know it, these two would be her ticket to the big leagues. "If you hit each other or tear out hair, everyone will know you sank to the level of a pair whores fighting over a mark. Is that where you want your reputation to go?"


Both froze, fingers crooked into claws, bodies trembling with the need to hurt the other woman. "So...what do you...suggest?" Heather finally spoke, stepping back. June beamed at her success. Then tore off her top.


Both brunettes stared in shock at June's display, her breasts bouncing before finally settling on her chest. "These." She said simply, holding up the heavy orbs. "Perfectly private, and perfectly woman. What better way would there be to destroy a rival?"


Hannah and Heather turned their stares back to one another speculatively. Knowing each other as long they had both were very much aware of each other's three figures. The disparity between their bodies were so minute that it had taken a moment of drunken curiosity for them to find out that Heather' breasts possessed barely an inch of extra mass. Then they smiled.


Oh yes. This would be perfect.


"Okay then," June interrupted again as the two started to strip. "Let's set some ground rules."


"First," she raised a finger. "No matter who wins, you cannot speak of it to anyone except those present. In this case me and the two of you. Second...would you like a copy for posterity?"


*****


Ruby tugged at the robe she'd hastily thrown on. Luckily she'd been the one to hear the noise first. Living in a trailer with five other people had needed her to have sharp hearing to avoid any embarrassments. Fortunately Max was still exhausted from their morning romp and hadn't raised any questions when she quickly had him shimmy down the guttering. Her excuse that June didn't like unexpected guests not drawing the obvious questions. Such as wouldn't she have noticed the strange car in the driveway. A promise to be in touch was all it had taken to get him to depart at best speed.


Now...


Ruby was surprised at the jealousy coursing through her at the thought of June fighting another woman. The bitch was hers to beat. Bad enough Mags would also be gunning for her, but the more that popped up...


Her thoughts trailed off as she entered the living room and saw, not June, but two women she didn't immediately recognize slinging their tits at one another with obvious intent. Both were brunettes, the one with lighter hair clad in just a white cotton panties while the other wore green satin with a dark stockings. Her roommate was to the side, holding a small camcorder with bright smile on her face, was also topless.


"Glad you could finally join us." June remarked quietly as the redhead sidled up nearby. Now that she could focus Ruby immediately recognized Hannah Jones. The other woman was momentarily a mystery with how her long dark hair flailed as she and the lighter brunette slammed their boobs together brutally but soon she caught a flash of a familiar face.


"Heather?" Ruby muttered to herself. "What's she doing back in town?"


"Providing us with an opportunity." June grinned, keeping the camera focused the fighting women. Hannah staggered from a powerful right on right blow, gave a curse that made Ruby raise a crimson eyebrow, and leapt back at Heather. The two wrapped up in a tight hug, squirming their bodies together, trying to get situated, then slammed her tits hard against Heather. The darker brunette yelled in pain and thrust back furiously, the hollow WHACK of their boobs meeting making both spectators cringe. "I'll fill you in after."


Ruby nodded and focused her attention back on two writhing figures of Heather and Hannah. Her eyes widened again at another curse, this time from Heather, as she pulled them into a tight grind that saw all four orbs swell significantly until they pushed against the inside of the women's arms.


"Feel that Hannie?" Heather hissed, squeezing her old friend hard, pressing their foreheads together as their tits battled gamely between them. "Did you think you'd get lucky twice? Fucking, backstabbing cunt!"


"Least I'm not a slut, Hattie!" Hannah spat back, meeting Heather's stare unflinchingly. When the other woman's arms loosened, she tightened her own, keeping up the compression. Both pair of pale orbs shone from how tight the skin was stretched and the droplets of sweat that were starting to develop. "And YOU got lucky last time. No one's pulling me off of you this time."


"In your dreams cow. I was crushing you when..."


"Bitch, I had you crying from..."


June and Ruby couldn't hear what was being said, but expressions became more and more intense as it went on. Finally, they shoved apart, boobs bouncing, flowing back out into shape, then flung the massy glands together with angry screams. Breasts clapped together violently and repeatedly, Heather beating the stubborn Hannah across the carpet until the dark eyed woman stumbled with a sharp cry. Even as her hand touched the carpet she was back up, surprising her rival, Hannah hammering the furious Heather back in the opposite direction until a sharp blow knocked the grey eyed brunette onto her rear.


Pretty face twisted into an unrecognizable snarl Hannah leapt at Heather, only to pushed away by pair of strong, black clad legs. Scrambling back to her feet the darker haired brunette threw herself at the lighter who caught her balance in time to meet the enraged woman. Hands grabbed at shoulders, naked upper bodies trembling, then slid down to the elbow, both pulling in closer, twisting rapidly to slam their boobs together in machine gun like fashion.


"You know...one of the best fights I ever saw was between two close friends." Ruby said quietly to June, who kept the camera focused on the flailing, rebounding tits. "To this day I don't know what caused it. Just walked into the showers to find them trying to tear each others hair out."


"The bigger the betrayal the stronger the response," June murmured, licking her lips at the cries from the battling brunettes. They now reared back and smashed the taut globes together in a fierce, head to head comparison. June worked the lens to focus in closer as to see every ripple in the breasts with each collision. "It's why I did nothing more than take the house after learning of Tom's dalliance with you."


"So who betrayed who here?" Ruby asked curiously. Then winced as Hannah gave a pained scream, losing her grip on Heather and stumbling away. Heather looked just as hurt, but her face bore a triumphant look, puffing out her sizeable chest at the other woman. "I was never interested in politics."


"FUCK YOU!!" Hannah shouted, throwing herself back at Heather, wrapping their bodies together in a bearhug, ping ponging across the room, screaming in pain and yelling curses and insults.


"Hannah was the one that broke the story about Heather's infidelity." June responded, struggling to keep the fighting women in focus. "But then that raised questions as to how she learned about it. She and Aiden went through a rough patch after it came to light, so I think you can guess what people thought."


*****


"Betty, can I talk with you for a bit?"


"Sure." Betty eyed Shirley curiously as the woman waved her behind the curtain. Once there she gave a quiet yelp as dark haired woman gave her breasts a squeeze. "What the fuck!"


"Just needed to check on something." Shirley remarked. She held up her hands defensively at the look from the brunette. "Just relax, I've known Paula for years, so I figured out what happened between you two pretty quick."


"What...no! I mean...we..." Betty sputtered, terrified at the thought of losing her job. Then she saw the other woman was smiling.


"Calm down, I was never going to let either of you go...after seeing you fight I knew that if you and Paula got into it you mightn't stop till one of you got hurt. But I never expected you to be the type to sling tits with another woman." Shirley chuckled. "Even less that you'd actually beat her at it. Pauline has a bit of a rep."


"A bit of a rep?" Betty cocked her head now, interested. "I figured she wasn't an amateur with how easily she agreed, but what do you mean by rep?"


"Back over in Sunset Valley she's part of a group of like-minded women." Shirley replied, crossing her arms over her chest. "Like-minded in that they get off on fighting other women, usually with their tits, but it's not limited to that mind you."


"Sounds familiar." Betty grunted. "There were groups like that university as well."


"Well Pauline's rep stems from the fact that she doesn't know how to do things halfway." Shirley continued. "Anyone that she goes up against, she goes all out on. I think it might be why she left and came here. Not many wanted to step onto the mats with her."


"You don't say. You wouldn't know who'd be in charge of such a group would you?"


"Anyone else I'd not say anything. But seeing as how you already went up against Paula I think you'd be welcome if you ever swung by. The woman's name is...


*****


"...Landgraab?"


"Yup." June ignored the shocked look on Ruby's face, instead walking onto the carpet to angle the camera down at the anguished faces of the women as they rolled slowly across the carpet. Over the course of their wild spinning gyrations they'd crashed against the loveseat, falling onto, then off of it as they kept fighting ferociously.


Rolling back and forth briskly Hannah screamed and Heather shouted, pumping swollen breasts together, struggling to overwhelm the other while legs flailing wildly, causing June to back away to avoid being kicked. Furious over the lack of progress Heather kneed Hannah furiously, which in turn led to the hazel haired woman kneeing her in turn. Grunting loudly knees bounced up against it's opposite over the course of the melee half a dozen times before the breathless women shoved away from one another.


Shooting one another a look of undiluted fury Hannah, then Heather crawled back to their feet and flung themselves back together again. Both cried out as they crashed, tits first, bouncing off of one before hurling their breasts through the air. They were panting, sweating freely from both the pain and their efforts but the voluptuous brunettes stood flat footed and pounded their boobs with ever increasing violence. They were both far gone, and cared not a whit for the entertainment they were providing.


"As in the business mogul Landgraab?" Ruby repeated, voice becoming husky. Her libido, never far from the surface, was easily affected the sounds and effects of the battling brunettes. Quickly, she shrugged out of the robe and moved up behind June, wrapping her arms around the cougar's waist, nuzzling the ivory neck. "Is it a rich people thing? All of this?"


"Oh no, it's...a little higher...yes...right there..." June sighed at Ruby's attention, the noise from the other two managing to keep her from losing her focus completely. "Nancy was always a special case. Apparently it runs in her family...or that's how she tells it. She always was getting into fights when we were younger."


"So what does she have to do with this?" Ruby's hands ran up June's curves to knead at the taut orbs. Her own breasts swelled in arousal, providing two hot spots on the raven haired mature's back. A sudden, very loud, WHACK then a scream jerked them out of their reverie. Hannah tottered on weak legs, before falling onto her ass. Heather's legs also trembled, but she remained upright, glaring at the downed woman.


"Stay...stay down if you know what's good for you." She threatened loudly. Against the pale skin her boobs glowed red from the repeated hits they'd been subjected to, but they still looked surprisingly firm. Now that she could get a proper look Ruby judged them to be about her size, rounding out at the middle before curling into a point on which sat a sharp looking pink nipple. "I never touched Aiden."


"Liar." Hannah spat, pushing herself back up. Breasts bobbled and jiggled with the movements, but not excessively. They appeared slightly larger than Heather's, but that could be that they were just more swollen. But they were definitely rounder, fuller maybe, large dollops of flesh sitting high on her chest, rounded off by an equally pink, though not as long, spike.


Like a shot, the downed woman was up, tits smacking against the underside of Heather's, sending the globes bouncing wildly as she retreated. Hannah followed, however, battering Heather's boobs left and right with powerful, aimed strikes. When the look of pain faded, it was replaced by one of concentrated rage and boobs began to bounce and ricochet as they flailed uncontrollably together.


*****


"You're kidding," Betty scoffed. Despite what had happened since her return the idea was too ridiculous. "That kinda stuff belongs in the dorm. Or in some kind of red light club."


"Hey, I thought the same thing till she dragged me along to see her cousin in action." Shirley replied, reclining among the props. At Betty's curious look she shot the young woman a smirk. "Let's just say that Paula's talents, all of them, run in the family. Hito...her cousin's got a rack that put's even hers to shame."


"Really now..." Betty's smile was wide. "This sounds interesting. And this Nancy woman... She's some bigshot?"


"That would be putting it mildly." Shirley snorted. "Her family and the Goths pretty much own the town, though she and Cornelia more tolerate each other than anything else. They've got even more money than the Shallows have...I mean had."


"And she's not worried about if her parties get outed?"


"Who would want to kill their career doing that?" Pauline said, coming up from behind the curtain, making both women jump. She smirked over at Shirley. "Shirls' here has only been to a couple of the events. She hasn't seen the kind of people Nancy pals around with. No one's gonna risk their livelihood messing around with her."


*****


Arms behind her back Hannah pounded her boobs desperately against those of her tormentor. Hands on her hips, Heather flung her tits frantically to flatten against those of her rival. In the brightly lit room both slim brunettes slammed, beat and squashed their breasts together with violent and brutal impacts.


"And how do you know all of this?" Ruby moaned lightly. The redhead now held the camera while June assaulted her shoulders, neck and face with kisses and licks, filling her hands with Ruby's delectable young breasts. She turned her head, trying to claim the milf's lips, only to give a quiet whine at a warning bite on her ear.


"Keep the camera steady," June breathed, trying to keep from humping her red-haired roommate. Fucking Bobbie was fun and all, and his worship endearing, but taming Ruby and keeping her under her thumb was something June now craved. "And I know...because I've been to a few parties."


Both brown haired beauties squealed with each hollow SLAP, whining each time the fleshy glands crushed past each other. Their attention was so completely focused on one another that they'd forgotten that they'd been brought here, that there was someone else in the room with them. The only thing that mattered was to keep hitting, to keep hurting the one that hurt them.


Sometimes Heather smashed Hannah back to the couches and others Hannah slammed Heather up almost to the wall. Magnificent bodies dripped with sweat, underwear dampened and Heather's stockings developed runs. Tears ran down soft cheeks over the effectiveness of brutal impacts, the cries becoming more and more shrill, but likewise their determination to be the one standing at the end also stiffened.


Hannah was hurting bad, but at the same time her boobs still held firm against the treacherous cunt's pair as they mashed together repeatedly. She even fancied she could feel some give as they came together.


Heather groaned loudly with each blow. Her tits were on fire and her back ached. But even as she worried about that she heard Hannah scream each time their breasts slammed together. Clearly she was hurting as bad, probably worse since the cunt had always been soft. Why wouldn't her boobs be the same.


But even such confidence couldn't stop the fact that their massive glands ache horribly. Needing relief Hannah and Heather grabbed each other around the hips, pulling in close. Slowly they slid the squashed, reddened orbs back and forth carefully. Heather sighed and Hannah moaned unintentionally each time their nipples met and stroked, almost locking, the thick nubs hardening even further.


"Surely you didn't think I beat you after being inactive for decades did you?" June said silkily, her tongue delving in Ruby's ear. Both women were painfully aroused by the fight and the sudden slowing down, the gentle scrap scrap of the breasts moving past one another and the muted sounds from the two brunettes resisting the sensations. "Nancy and I grew up together and though we went to a rival university but we met often enough to realize we shared many interests."


"And these...parties?" Ruby squeaked out. She was going to fuck this bitch. With God as her witness and the Devil as the judge she was going to make June scream her name till the cunt passed out.


"Anyone you can think of," June replied, smiling at the tension in Ruby's body. Good...the longer the wait, the sweeter this would be. "I got an autographed picture of Emmy Starr from one weekend she and a rival starlet tore each other apart over a roll."


"You're kidding!? But she's..."


"You'd be surprised the lengths even famous people go to settle a grudge." June giggled throatily.


A ferocious grunt drew their attention back to the fighting femmes in time to see Hannah's legs buckle and her fall back onto the loveseat with a despairing screech. Over the course of their distraction the brunettes had resumed slinging their breasts together in a boob battering battle in an attempt to finally overcome the other. But even as Hannah sank into the couch, clutching her breasts in agony, Heather staggered and gave a choking groan as she sank down, kneeling onto the carpets. Despite her pain, Hannah still had enough awareness to spot an opportunity and propelled herself off the couch and onto Heather.


Crashing together, arms went around necks as Heather attempted to hold back the enraged Hannah, over for the brunette's impetus to finally send them to ground. Snarling savagely, bodies pumping fiercely, the two rolled rapidly off the carpets, out of the living room and into the foyer. Reacting slowly, June grabbed the camera from the panting Ruby and ran after the furiously struggling brunettes.


Gasping heavily, Heather and Hannah struggled in a frenzy of fear and fury. Both had expected to have won by now, to have the other woman sobbing in a humiliating defeat. They were furious that they hadn't yet, but also fearful at the thought of their own loss and what it could mean. The rolling, rocking, beauties pressed their soft cheeks together, grimacing in pain as they crushed their bodies together ever tighter.


However, moans began to tell another tale and June licked her lips as sweaty, rounded rumps began to thrust with increasing frequency. Coinciding with the cries of the brunettes becoming tinged with something other than anger. It came so quick that even the voluptuous cougar was surprised when Heather and Hannah, on the sides, threw back heads and screamed in pleasure, arms squeezing, legs wrapping tight.


It went on for some time, possibly even an aftershock hit the exhausted women, bodies rigid, locked in both pain and pleasure. Finally though, they relaxed, releasing each other and rolling onto their backs, boobs jiggling like huge lumps of jello as they took shaky breathes. June moved slowly, taking careful shots of the dazed expressions on both women's faces and body shots to showcase the damage to their tits and the dampness of their panties.


For long minutes to two remained still, the orgasm they shared clearly more powerful than any either had experienced for a long while. Then, slowly, they began to move. Faces still bore confused looks as they stared at one another, then took on a determined appearance.


Sidling together on their knees, Hannah took the initiative, rotating her body to deliver a sharp blow with her left tit. Heather gave a surprised "ow," then swung back with her right. All four boobs flailed wildly between them, teeth clenched and bared in open snarls.


THUD, THUD, SMACK, THUD. WHACK!!


Hannah screamed and fell to her side, breath hitching as she clung to a wounded teat. Heather rose up on her haunches and glared at the downed brunette. Hannah snuffled, then wiped her face angrily, lurching upright and managing a quick swipe that made Heather wince before swinging back energetically.


"Fuck me...never imagined these two'd have it in them," Ruby whispered, sidling up behind June. Hannah and Heather had been two of the...nice girls...of Riverview. The kind that never had a bad word to say about anyone, or have said about them. The fact that they worked in two professions, journalism and politics, that was rife with intrigue and backstabbing only made it even more shocking. Even more surprising was the fact that their shared integrity only increased the standing among their co-workers instead of detracting.


Hannah glared spitefully at Heather, seeing the pain in her eyes, feeling the burning in her chest. They hadn't done this since their college days, the two most sought after women on campus. You took on one, you took on both. Until that one night. She saw the triumphant look in her old friend's eyes, felt the terrible surge of agony across her right tit and heard herself scream as she fell back again.


Heather glared down at Hannah, feeling the tears run down her own cheeks even as streaks ran on Hannah's pretty face. Daring her to get back up and continue. Begging her not to. The lighter haired brunette swayed back to her knees even as darker threw herself bodily against her.


"The quiet ones always surprise you." June smiled, shoving her plump rear against Ruby, sighing as arms went around her waist. The camera remained steady on the battling brunettes though. She could tell from the cries, and the exhaustion on their faces that the end was coming. Only question was did they have enough left in the tank to have a winner. And who would it be?


Heather, who grunted aggressively, slowly shuffling forward as she thrust her boobs to clap brutally against Hannah's, their movements becoming more compact.


Or Hannah, who stubbornly refused to back away from Heather, boobs now spearing together, nipple to nipple.


The slim brunettes squealed each time their breasts met, nipples stabbing and pricking at the reddened, brutalized orbs mercilessly. Groaning horrendously Hannah gave a little jump, throwing her arms around Heather's neck, heaving her upper body forward to slam both of her boobs against Heather's simultaneously.


Heather screamed and collapsed into Hannah, absorbing a second direct blow, before retaliating. Her arms went over Hannah's shoulders, tangling in the long hair and arched to smash her tits into Hannah's oncoming pair. All four orbs met with a meaty SPLAT, soon echoed by pained shrieks.


It was only the first of many as the vindictive brunettes heaved their boobs together in spiteful comparison for nigh on five minutes, guttural screams seeming to herald the end. But still neither sweating, groaning woman gave way and a low beeping sound gave June a cause for concern. And it was in that moment that she looked at the battery power that June heard piping screech that rose slowly into a wail of terrible loss.


Both brunette held each other in a tight bearhug. Boobs compressed and spread thickly across their chests and as she watched, June saw Hannah slowly giving way, body tilting. The sounds coming from the woman were frantic, scared...hurt. Heather's lips slowly curled into a bright, beautiful smile as she piled on the pressure. June zoomed in on the point where their breasts met, the skin, taut and shining and, before her surprised eyes, she caught the exact moment Hannah's breasts collapsed in on themselves.


"AAAAHHHHHHHGGGGGGGGG!!" Hannah howled in an unbearable agony. Ruby winced in sympathy as the brunettes toppled over with Heather on top. The two tussled briefly, energetically before Heather pinned a quietly weeping Hannah's arms above her head. For a moment both spectators wondered if she was going to give the other woman a bomb...demand her surrender. But to their surprise Heather simply pushed herself off of Hannah and rolled over onto her back, trembling in exhaustion.


"Turn...turn that off." She demanded, turning to look at June. The raven haired cougar merely shrugged and flipped the switch. She already had what she needed. What would happen next was...


"Why...why did you put that story out." Heather gasped, surprising June again. She turned to look over at Hannah, propping herself up on elbows. "Why didn't you just talk to me."


"I...I didn't." Hannah mumbled around soft sobbing breaths. "After...after I saw you with...with Aiden...I considered it. But I didn't... Lorraine and Constance...pushed it up the chain... And Odin was convinced...it wasn't his."


"Of course it wasn't." Hannah slowly turned at the bitter tone. Heather's pretty face contorted in an expression that looked distinctly out of place. Hate. Pure and undiluted. "It couldn't be...his. The bastard had his...had his tubes CUT!!"


June shot a look over at Ruby, who nodded slowly.


"So...so you...were...unfaithful." Hannah said, scorn seeping into her voice.


"I was drunk..." Heather mumbled. "There had been...a medical emergency at...the town hall. He'd been...working a double shift...I'd just gotten back. We...weren't even sure...if anything HAD happened. We were...just...friends..."


"Wait...was it..."


"I didn't even...think about it. Odin and I were...very active as...of late so I...I was overjoyed when a test...came back positive. I didn't...didn't understand why...he got so angry."


"What did...any of that have to...have to do with my Aiden?" Hannah demanded. Then it hit her, and Heather confirmed it.


"He had...performed the procedure." Heather said bitterly. "He'd thought I knew. Odin had told him...we'd planned to...adopt. I hadn't been...hugging him...I had just tried...tried to attack him."


"But that...that still doesn't excuse..."


"I...don't...CARE!!" Heather suddenly shouted, as if energized. "I wasted more than a decade on that bastard. I thought it was me! After we started having sex without protection. I thought something was wrong with ME!! But that...that BASTARD..."


"You not gonna mention how long you were sleeping with him?" June whispered, giving Ruby a small smirk.


"Not right now. I'm not interesting in fighting right now. Nor with her." The redhead muttered back. June's smile only widened further, and she swayed ahead of Ruby


"Ladies," she spoke up loudly, clapping her hands to get their attention. "I love gossip as much as any other woman, but think we've gone beyond what was intended with your little back and forth."


"Say anything about what you heard here," Heather slowly rose on weak legs to shove her soft boobs against June's. "And the next time it'll be you on your back, Shallow."


June merely chuckled as Hannah stood up behind Heather. She could feel Ruby at her back. If she didn't already have plans with the ginger she might've taken Heather up on the offer. She had a feeling the brunette would be quite wild in the sack. She'd never had a foursome. Instead she simply pushed forward, letting her fresh breasts push against, and into Heather's until the woman couldn't stop a wince crossing her face. "Perhaps when you recover I'll take you up on that offer. As it stands I'll be in touch. There'll be another offer for the both of you soon enough. The showers are open for you to use if you wish."


"It would...probably not be a good idea." Heather grunted. She cast one final look at the other brunette, her gaze softening. "I'll be staying at the hotel near the town hall...if you're interested in talking."


Hannah didn't respond and once she was she heard the sound of Heather's car roaring off, she rose and dressed wearily before also leaving. At the slam of the door they removed their underwear. At the sound of the car starting June spun and sprinted for the stairs Ruby at her heels. By the time the engine noise faded June twisted in time to meet Ruby as the redhead tackled her into the wall.


*****


"Brian?" Betty called, closing the door behind her. Could he still be asleep?


"I'm in the back."


Rolling her eyes Betty dropped her purse and wandered out the backdoor and stared. "When did you..."


"Surprise!" Brian grinned, leaning back in the hot tub he'd spent the better part of the afternoon setting up. "Well are you going to join me?"


"Sure, just let me get my..." Betty paused. At the small stairs up to the tub she spotted a set of clothing, tossed casually onto the wooden floor. Looking up she saw him give her a wide grin. In a flash her clothes were tossed into the pile and she gingerly stepped into the hot water, scooting over towards her boyfriend. "You've been planning this."


"Guilty as charged." He smirked, hands finding her bare hips and lifting her to sit, fully in his lap. They both moaned at the sensation and Betty gave several small bounces to get him fully inserted. "Jesus...you feel amazing every time, darling."


"Even better than Pauline?" Betty asked casually, face warming at the affectionate term, leaning back against his chest.


"Well she did kind of fuck us both silly annnNNNYYAAHHHHHH..." Brian yelped at a strong squeeze around his trapped length. He then laughed, holding her as she tried to get up. "Oh come on. You know I love you Bets."


"Say it again."


"What?" Brian looked surprised as she tilted her head back to look at him.


"Say, I love you, again."


He grinned and gently, slowly, twisted her around until they were facing each other completely. "I love you Betty Simovich." She flushed at the words and he kissed her gently. "I love you."


Kissing deeply the couple moved in a timeless rhythmic dance, carefully, lovingly. Unnoticed by either willing participant was a box of unopened condoms.


*****


Plump, round rears were glowing and tender from spankings and pinches. Sweat drenched backs were covered in scratches and reddened weals. Breasts were sucked, shoulders bitten and ears licked.


As much fighting as it was fucking June and Ruby wrestled and violated each other slowly into the master bedroom, cursing as they crushed each other in a tit to tit bearhug that had nipples meet and mate. Panting hard, they pushed their boobs together with as much force as they could muster, areolas meeting, generating even more pleasure in the sex soaked women.


Groaning in need, legs moved, sliding against and between the women. Ruby then screamed as her control slipped, seized it back, but at the time shoved onto the bed by an opportunistic June. Rolling together frantically, they ended up on their sides, fingers pumping in and out of leaking twats furiously.


"You like that don't you...fuck...bitch." Ruby snarled, pretty face twisted in lust. "I'm the one in charge now. ME!! I'm...ah...ah..."


"You think you're...mmmm...think you're ready for me little...oh yes...girl?" June panted, licking sweat from her face, pumping almost her entire fist inside of Ruby's pulsating twat. She lowered her head, tongue flicking at an engorged nipple. At a tortured whimper she grabbed the girl's bright red hair, holding her head steady as they locked eyes. "Let me see you come baby. You want more? Let me see you come..."


"Oh...God..." Ruby whined, her entire body on long clenched muscle against June's efforts. How was this old bitch so damn hot. She was only in her mid twenties, the prime of her life. She should be the one having June drooling not the...not the..."No...no..."


"Yes...YES!!" June hissed, fist almost blurring as she shoved it into Ruby. She was almost sobbing from the incredible pleasure the delicious ginger was inflicting on her but she could feel...her...feel her... "Oh...oh fuck...oh fuck fuck fuck fuck..."


They trembled. They screamed. They writhed. They came so hard that both women passed out for several minutes. Ruby woke to find June staring at her through glassy eyes, the milf pulling her into a soft kiss, cuddling the redhead gently. They lay together in a comfortable embrace until... "That's another for me."


"The fuck you talking about," Ruby pushed away roughly, glaring across at the startled mature, sitting up. "You came first cow. I beat YOU!"


"In your dreams, skank." June snorted, pushing herself into a kneeling position opposite Ruby. "I still have your jizz over my fingers."


"My hand isn't exactly dry." Ruby growled, bashing her tits against June's, seeing the lust and excitement on the cougar's face. "Sound like you just want another fucking."


"Honey, I'm the one that does the fucking." June panted, her blood boiling for this woman. To possess her. Her lips curled into a cheshire grin. "You of all people should know that."


Like a shot Ruby lunged at the June, only for the canny mature to duck under arms, tackling the redhead onto the sheets. Ruby snarled, teeth clicking as she bit at the cougar's moist lips, pumping her hips hard into the older woman's snatch.


June snarled herself, snapping at the younger woman's red lips. One, then the other would manage to get a bite in, but for the most part the focus was on their grinding, fighting crotches.


Meaty, strong thighs wrestled for position, both beauties bringing their talents to bear. Foreheads pressed together as green and grey eyes met, breath coming out in panting gasps as limits were tested, met and overcome.


Ruby gloried in June's hoarse groans, the tenseness in the woman as they squeezed and kneaded each other's slick buns. She struggled to overturn the raven haired cougar but found the woman retained each control and strength to remain on top as their pussies slapped and ground together. Heads slipped past, going over shoulders and now they attacked necks, shoulders and ears with kisses and bites.


Not that it mattered to her. Ruby had always found the missionary position to be the one where she could drive her partners particularly wild. And if the breathless moans coming from June were any indication it worked as well on women as it did on men. She licked and sucked, finding the taste of the sweat on the milfs skin intoxicating, biting on a soft ear.


*****


"Hello?"


"Hey, Bets. I catch you at a bad time?" Pauline's voice was somewhat scratchy.


"If you'd called maybe five minutes later you would have. What is it?" Betty sat nervously on the bed. After the...accident in the tub, Brian had looked at the box, before tossing it in the trash. This was a major step in their relationship and she'd be lying if she said she wasn't nervous about it. "What is it?"


"Oh someone's in a rush, but I figured you want to hear this. I made a few calls and..."


Still in the shower, Brian heard Betty give a scream and came out of the bathroom like a shot, leaving the water running. He caught his girlfriend jumping on the bed like a ten year old before she spotted him. She leapt off and flew into his arms still squealing like a happy child. "I can't believe it, I can't believe it, I can't believe it..."


"Can't believe what?" He demanded, his shock not distracting him from the fact she was rubbing against his wet, naked body. "What's going on?"


"She's coming!!"


"Who?"


"Lola Belle's coming to see my performance!!"


*****


"Fuck...fuck..." Ruby gasped as June panted. Legs flailed weakly to prevent the other from having easy access to their treasure. Breasts still squashed, hips pounded and ground together sadistically. Liquid fire roiled in their groins, beating against the doors of their iron-willed control.


"Come...come for me...June." Ruby gasped into a soft ear, suckling on the lobe, hearing the milf give a longing moan. The thrusts were ragged now, but Ruby's legs spasmed, uncoiling from June's and a few seconds of wild leg wrestling saw June's gain the inner position, hips moving even faster. Eyes slowly rolled upwards and Ruby whimpered as she spotted something. Above the bed was a mirror. She could see June's creamy ass pounding away as they writhed together. Unseen, buried in the pillows, a small smile curled the older woman's lips at the brief pause in the redhead's movements.


"Now...got you..." June whispered hoarsely, twisting her head to blow lightly into Ruby's ear. The girl shuddered, then squealed as June threw caution to the wind and pounded away furiously. June hissed when she felt hands in her long, dark hair, that yanked hard, pulling her head back. "Bi...bitch!!"


Once more face to face June growled and Ruby snarled, bodies pounding together faster and faster. Within their breasts, engorged nipples swelled to unheard of lengths, stabbing past each other into sensitive areolas. June's tongue flicked out, an open invitation to Ruby that the redhead couldn't resist, lips snapping around the pink organ. As soon as the hold on her hair slackened June mounted her attack.


Legs snapped open, forcing Ruby's legs apart, widening her access to the girl. The redhead squealed, screaming at the sudden increased pressure on her control, fighting against the cougar's leg lock. "Cunt...che...cheating CUNT!!"


June gave a strained laugh and swallowed Ruby's cries, their lips welding together. her strategy was double edged. While she had better access to the redhead's pussy...so was hers vulnerable. Only question was if the girl realized...she did...


Cunts grappled vigorously, sending pulse after pulse of overwhelming pleasure rippling through their lush frames. Lips peeled apart, teeth clenching as they lay cheek to cheek, faces pulling apart in frightening grimaces. Neither could last much longer. June twitched...Ruby spasmed. The sweet, sweet torment went on and on and...


Ruby's legs flew around June's hips. She stopped fighting. Fighting June...fighting her own urges. The cry started low before reaching a crescendo of absolute bliss, her gyrations raising both of them off the bed before it was echoed by another voice, joining in it's joy.


"Hah...hah...uhhh..." June shuddered as she rediscovered breathing. She could still feel fluids leaking down her thigh as her womanhood pulsated deliciously. Then she felt the woman under her stir. Pushing up on tired arms she stared down into the gorgeous face, framed by splayed clumps of red hair. "Now that's...two for...for me..."


Green eyes still defiant, Ruby nodded tiredly, head rising to suckle at a swollen nipple, tongue swirling the areola. The mature sighed as she once more received her due deference. Though this one had been far closer than her young roommate needed to know. But now though...


Ruby glared up at milf's pretty face, lust and cat hate reflected within their depths, even while she worshipped the woman's tits. The redhead HATED losing, especially in a contest such as this. Even getting her tits squashed would be preferable to finding out some bitch, almost twice her age, could outfuck her. But this was only a battle. Ruby would be the one to win the war. She didn't resist as June shoved her back into the bed, lips meeting lips, boobs squashing against boobs, crotches grinding mercilessly.


June let out air through her nose, tongues coiling together once more. Ruby's arms were tight around her waist and for a moment she thought the girl was going to move the contest over to their tits, but instead her pussy bumps picked up speed. No more contest now, just sex. The cougar smiled around another biting kiss. In the morning she'd upload to the video and send it on it's way. She doubted either of them would be leaving the bed before then.


*****


Betty woke up in the dark, thirsty. She gently disengaged Brian's arms, rolling off the bed and heading for the kitchen. Her entire body felt warm. The sex...no...the love making had been intense and purposeful and for the first time she felt a thrill of fear around their relationship.


She had a major opportunity now, for her career. If she got pregnant now...


And that was before she even considered what Pauline had told her. What she hadn't told Brian


"...and I caught someone I think you'd be interested in." Betty could hear the grin in the Asian woman's voice.

"You setting up fights for me now?"

"Even better. I convinced Lola to swing by around the time of the festival. You know Lola right? Lola Belle?"

Once the initial girlish squealing had subsided she'd registered what Pauline had been saying before hanging up.

"Seems she knows about you, or heard about you, or something." Pauline had continued. "I got the feeling she was going to brush me off until I told her it was Betty Simovich playing. Then she got REAL interested."


Which made no sense. Betty frowned to herself, pouring out a glass of water. Unless she'd interacted with the famed musician without knowing it, she'd never met Lola before. Her musical grades were good, but Betty was no snob.


So why would a world famous musician be interested in her of all people?


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Bit of a correction. Not sure how many Sims fans read this, but those that do would have spotted the error. In the Lin sisters ROXIE is the one that was in the musicial field while Shirley was in the Medical.

A small error but one I think deserves mentioning.