Blonde on Blonde Crime

Brittany and I shit talked the whole two weeks. I told her she was going to get crushed by bigger, better tits and how I wasn’t as fat and slow as Hailey so running around wasn’t going to help her this time. She, of course, disagreed and said she was looking forward to beating my fat tits after almost beating Hailey who said her tits put up a better fight than mine. I told her that Hailey picked her because she was an easy mark and the goal was to piss me off by beating up a smaller, weaker blonde that was similar to me. Britt told me I was a disgrace to blondes because my tits looked so big and firm but I still couldn’t beat a smaller redhead like Hailey.

The talk moved onto the stakes and she mentioned how disappointed Chad was going to be with my blowjob if my mouth was as bad as Hailey said. I told her how Kevin was waiting for the second best blonde to suck him off after my perfect tits crushed hers and how he was more man than she or her husband could handle. She disagreed again, saying Chad was more handsome, fit, and hung than Kevin and he could prove it any time. It was so easy that I didn’t even have to push for it. We agreed that the titfight would happen, but no matter who won there was also going to be a cockfight and sexfight after the winner took on Hailey.

Kevin seemed unsure when I first told him, but it didn’t take too long to get his confidence to start coming back. I reminded him of what we saw that night. Brittany was a smaller, less busty version of me. Chad was a smaller, less handsome version of Kevin. I reminded him that Darren’s cock was a freak of nature and there was no way Chad was going to be on Kevin’s level. I even told him Chad would likely want to back out of the event when he saw my man’s cock while Brittany sucked him off after I smashed her tits. It was all a head game by Hailey to try and get under our skin, but it nearly backfired on her. I was confident I was going to beat this blonde’s tits, beat Brittany’s tits, and then both Kevin and I were going to beat the cheap imitation couple and probably never see them again.



The time for talking was over. I was itching to flatten this cheap imitation and get my rematch with the second best tits in the basement. The scene was even more ridiculous than before. Both Brittany and I were in the middle of the floor facing the other four people in the rec room, wearing t-shirts and thongs. Mine black and hers red. That stupid D&H flag was displayed by the wall. The three boys sitting on the couch, Darren in the middle of them. And Hailey in the armchair naked except for her a skimpy pink thong and that stupid fucking belt around her waist.

“One change to the activities tonight.”

Fuck! The redheaded bitch was getting cockier by the week. Now she’s got some other shit that she wants to throw into the mix when all I want to do is beat Brittany’s tits off and then prove mine are better than Hailey’s. This cunt is getting fucking ridiculous.

“Both of you keep your shirts on for a minute and come over here.”

We both approached, wondering what the pasty little bitch was up to.

“If you want to fight the best tits here a second time, first you have to show them their due respect. Both of you kneel and suck on one of my big, firm, perfect tits until I say it’s enough.”

I hated the idea, and I’m sure Hailey saw my baleful look, but by the time I had dropped down to do it Brittany was already inhaling the big white boob. I went at it as best I could, since I didn’t want any fucking excuses from Hailey that she might use to back out of the rematch again, but I couldn’t help but look over at Brittany’s mouth working over the other large tit. That girl is an animal.

“Oh fuck! Brittany, you sexy little minx, that mouth of yours is almost as good as mine. Holy shit you’re good. You’re so much better than Rochelle. I bet you could suck the chrome off a tailpipe.”

Again I shot a perturbed, no, a fucking angry look at the redhead. She grinned at me for a second and then threw her head back presumably at something the smaller blonde bitch was doing. It wasn’t long before Hailey was panting and gasping and then she stiffened the way she does when she cums. She pushed both of us off her tits and stared at Brittany with pure lust in her eyes.



We were both back to our initial spots waiting for Darren to do the stupid fucking introductions, under strict orders to wait until our intro was done before taking our shirts off.

“Ladies and Gentlemen. Introducing first, Hailey’s most recent victim. Standing 5’7” tall and weighing 129 pounds, her 34D tits have a titfight record of 0 wins and 1 loss, ‘Boob Basher’ Brittany!”

The little bitch bounced and twirled while taking her shirt off, letting her softer, smaller tits bounce and jiggle all over her chest. Then she actually had the nerve to cup them and shake them at me while licking her lips. I did what I could to remain nonplussed, but the bouncy little blonde was just adding to my irritation. All I wanted to do was slam her tits through her breastbone until she cried and gave up, giving me another shot at smacking Hailey’s fat little tits off.

“And her opponent. Hailey’s first victim. Standing 5’9” tall and weighing 135 pounds, her 36DD tits have a titfight record of 0 wins and 1 loss. Her pussy has a sexfighting record of 0 wins and 1 loss. It’s ‘Barbie Bitch’ Rochelle.”

I simply pulled my shirt off, letting it lift my tits a bit before they broke loose and slapped down on my chest with a thwack that surprised even me. I turned and put my bigger, firmer, higher tits on top of Brittany’s and pressed in and down on her, letting her feel the weight of them and barely concealing my grin when her eyes went wide as she realized what she was up against. She actually tried a few boob bumps, and grinding one time, before she knew just how outgunned she was. I loved that look on her face where she became convinced that Hailey’s win over my tits really was a fluke where she and Darren tricked me. I thought about offering her a chance to back out right away, just to fuck with her head even more, but I wasn’t about to give Hailey any excuse to back out of our rematch.



Deciding playtime was over, I went on the offensive. Brittany hadn’t fought someone close to her quickness and athleticism, and had no answer when I crouched down and lunged forward. The ensuing bearhug, where I was able to lift her onto her tiptoes while crushing her smaller, softer tits, drew and immediate cry and groan. I half walked and half carried her back to the wall where I simply leaned in and let my much bigger, better tits start wrecking the blonde pretender. She tried to use a foot to push off the wall, but I was too strong for her to move. She tried to do the same kinds of side to side movements that she used against Hailey, but soon realized that any quickness advantage she had was negligible. She tried to stick a foot behind my leg and push me over, but wasn’t strong enough to move me.

“Let me go bitch and let’s swing our tits for a while. Unless you’re scared.”

The bitch whispered that shit into my ear. Can you believe that? I knew she was trying to goad me, but I also knew I was athletic enough to grab her and grind her out any time I wanted, so I let go of her and backed off to the middle of the room. She stood against the wall, massaging her aching tits, before coming forward slowly moving like she was looking for an opening to strike. “You said you wanted to swing tits little girl. Bring them over here and let’s do it so everyone can see that my tits are better than yours in every way.” I swear she snarled before launching a swing from her right that sent both her right and left tits across the fronts of mine, under my areolas.

“Fuck!” I couldn’t hold that in. Her tits weren’t hard enough to dent mine at all, but those big, hard nipples felt like they cut into my skin like razors. She smiled at my discomfort and swiped back the other way, using the natural difference in how high our tits sat to gouge me again below my areolas and avoid my nipples. I could feel myself taking small steps backwards, trying to avoid the swipes that were like pins pricking my tit meat, when it finally happened. I was slumping down a bit, causing our tits to line up more evenly, when our nipples swiped across each other. Both of us screamed at the sensation, but Brittany burst into tears and stumbled back clutching her chest. Even though she was the one who initiated the swing, and her nips were the ones with all the momentum behind them, hers were the ones that bent and folded while mine stood strong.

Looking at the pain and fear in her eyes was exhilarating. I quickly pried her arms off of her tits and started returning the favor with swings going back and forth, taking care to slam her big, fat nipples with my bigger, stronger ones. Every scream, sob, and tear was like a burst of adrenaline, and I was riding the wave. Brittany tried to slam an uppercut into my boobs, the way she had done to Hailey, but I reacted quickly enough to slam down and meet her force with my perfect tits. I giggled at the look on her face as she desperately tried to find anything she could do to keep her tits from getting decimated by mine, knowing that her search would come up empty.



I’ll give her some credit though, the blonde can take some punishment. Her pain threshold is pretty fantastic, and I’m glad because I’m getting to take a lot of frustration out on those pretty little tits. While I’m having fun, it’s time to finish this shit and get onto the tits I really want to destroy. I went back to the grind, slapping on another bearhug and crushing the little woman’s tits to death with my own. Getting her against the wall, I decided to speed up the process and starting bombing away at her rack, squashing it with mine a little more with each slam. Her grunts were music to my ears, but the smile creeping across her face wasn’t.

“Getting tired grandma?”

Oh shit, I’m blowing like I just ran a marathon. As soon as it registered on my face, Brittany winked at me and pulled herself loose from my grip while ducking out to the side. I had barely finished turning to face her when the first uppercut hit, slamming my tits up farther than they had ever stretched before and drawing a window shaking scream out of me. My back hit the wall after the second one, with my tits exploding in pain before they had even settled after the first one. Seeing me leaning against the wall seemed to be a queue for Brittany to start swinging her tits in from the sides again, this time landing with her tit meat and then dragging those sharp nips across the bottom third of my tits.

I grabbed at her, trying to control her arms and maybe get another bearhug, and she swatted my arms away then bombed straight in on my tits. Mine still held up better than the smaller blonde’s, but I could feel that she was starting to make headway. That scene played out several more times: her tits swinging in from the sides and battering mine, my reaction being to try and force another bearhug and use my size and firmness to grind her out, and her slapping my arms away followed by a boob bomb while my arms were extended. The thing that changed was how much ground each pair of tits controlled on each boob bomb. It was visible now, at least to us if not everyone in the room, that Brittany’s tits were nearly even now and were clearly still making progress.

“I’m going to enjoy crushing those big, fat titties. I guess we know now that one of us has good reason to be conceited. Oh, and Chad and I accept the sexfight and cockfight and are going to enjoy fucking both of you out and leaving you wanting more.”

The little cunt was getting cocky, even though my tits were still in better shape than hers, but all I could do was hope I got a second wind or that she tired herself out the way I did. Either way, my gameplan was just to endure as much as I could until one of those things happened or I lost again. I was so engrossed by what was happening to me that I honestly had no idea what anyone else in the room was saying or doing.



I was proud of myself. Brittany was clearly slowing down and her tits were no more than even in firmness. My breathing was getting back to normal, my tits were red and purple but still pretty firm, and I swear I saw some doubt creeping into her eyes. “Where’s that shit talk now cunt?” She looked at me, teeth gritted, and slammed forward as hard as she had all night. And I took it and fired back for the first time in minutes. She stumbled back slightly and I borrowed one of her moves and smashed her little D cups with my monster DDs, nearly laughing as she screeched and fell flat on her ass.

She tried to scramble up, but I was right there to meet her on her knees, and took control of the tactics again. A quick grab put us in the classic test of strength handhold, our arms above our heads, and forced our torsos closer together. Tit to tit contact was unavoidable in this position and I started rotating my shoulders to punch away at the smaller blonde in much the same way that Hailey does in the bearhug. The first few punches brought whimpers. The next few brought grunts. After that she started groaning at each one. Finally, she screamed as my tits easily took 80% of the space between our chests when I slammed forward with both boobs at once.

Pulling her arms loose, Brittany fell to her back and sobbed while clutching her tits in her arms again. I asked for her submission and she shook her head no while telling me to go fuck myself. That’s all I needed, and I straddled her belly while pinning her arms to her sides. “Give up now or I start dropping bombs until your little boobies disappear.” She glared back at me, not saying a word, and I did what I promised. She screamed and bucked but couldn’t get loose, as I pushed myself up and repeated the move. The third one felt like her tits had completely melted away and sealed the deal.

“Fuck! I give!”

That’s all I had wanted to hear. Exhausted but thrilled with finally winning one of these damn things, I pulled myself up to my feet and raised my arms in victory only to be met by Hailey’s tits barreling into mine and nearly knocking me on my ass.

“Good job barbie slut. Get those fat tits ready. I’m going to crush them again in two weeks.”

With that, she raised that stupid ass belt over her head and stepped up to me again before heading upstairs with her husband. Brittany was still sobbing when I pulled her to her knees by her hair and walked her to the couch where Kevin’s cock was waiting for her. I damn near came at the mixture of sounds of this blonde whore sucking my man’s dick while he taunted her about being a loser and telling her how both of us were going to destroy them after I beat Hailey’s tits. It sounds like he’s gotten over what Darren did to him. The only thing that felt better was Brittany’s mouth going to work on my tits. She wasn’t Hailey by any means, but she was definitely skilled. I’m going to enjoy fucking her brains out.