Sarah and Renee (by Jon Grey)

My girlfriend Sarah, had been complaining about Renee and her big tits stealing attention at her office. Not that Sarah had small tits. I'd commented that maybe Renee was starting a competition, but she blew me off. I was perfectly happy, working from home to listen to the complaints, and was able to draw from some conversations that they were about the same in build.

From what Sarah continued to tell me, I knew that Sarah wasn't as worried about the competition from just a looks perspective. Renee was using her assets to move up quickly. The more I gathered, the more Sarah began to worry that Renee might have her in size. At a healthy 36D, and around 5'4 and 140, Sarah's curves were definitely one of the main attractions. I'd always seen the men's looks at parties towards her shapely ass and, because of her low-cut attire, her firm tits. Sarah's concerns awoke in me a rather guilty desire to see Renee's tits.

I didn't know how that desire would be answered, but it's a story I find worth telling. We had to go to the party for her office, a yearly thing that I'd gone to the year before. It was usually a pretty laid back affair, one of those social events that one attends because of obligation and little else. We mingled, and I said hey to the lawyer friends, skillfully deflecting the crude comments about Sarah's rack and how lucky I was. I saw Renee before Sarah, and knew instantly why there was some friction.

Renee was no more than 5'6"? tall. Her tits would have been huge on a six foot frame, but on her lean body they were absolutely enormous. Her waist flared out, a curvy woman if ever one had been. Of course, her attire, a skin-tight pair of slacks and a low cut top, served to accentuate the features that made all of the men turn their heads. I could tell that Renee's tits were large, larger than Sarah's, but her clothes, while low-cut, flared out, hiding their true size. I felt Sarah at my elbow before I could investigate.

"That's her. Impressive, aren't they?" she asked. "I've seen them jiggle as she walks. They're real. Seem to be nice and firm. If you'll excuse me," she said suddenly. With that, Sarah suddenly left my side. I watched her walk up to Renee, who, upon seeing Sarah, immediately squared her shoulders and thrust out her chest. Sarah straightened her shoulders in response, but leaned in and whispered something into Renee's ear. Her pointed features curled up into what could only be described as a feral smile. She pulled away, and her face changed to a more neutral smile, but she nodded, and Sarah nodded, and turned, walking towards me. She laid a hand on my shoulder and nodded, then walked slowly towards the car.

"Can you pass a test?"

"What test? What the hell is going on?" I asked.

"I can't tell you about the test,"? she said. "As for the latter part of your question," she said, completely composed, "Renee has agreed to fight me tit to tit. You'll get to watch, with other conditions met. That's part of the test, which you can't know about yet. But I do know, and I've given preliminary approval. You can refuse the test if you decide to, but to be honest, I hope you don't. She won't fight without a judge that she can count on to be impartial. "I quickly agreed. I wasn't about to be denied the opportunity to watch four of the most magnificent tits do their best to flatten each other, even if two of them belonged to my loving, caring girlfriend. The whole night had taken me by shock, and to this day I don't know if I actually understood what she was telling me that night.

We left the party, saying rushed goodbyes and apologizing for forgetting our appointment. We drove to a nice hotel, where we found Renee already waiting. "I got my own room," she said, in a low husky voice. "I figured after tonight, when you're beaten, I'll deserve a night of luxury." Sarah's eyes darkened and she looked at Renee.

"We'll see,"? she snapped. "We'll get our room and settle this." Sarah went up, pulled out her credit card, and booked a suite for us. I patiently waited with Renee, who wasn't trying to hide that she was looking me over like a piece of meat. Being closer, I couldn't help but do the same. Renee had a model's face, there was no other way to put it. The only thing keeping her from being totally striking was the cold, hard, angry edge that crept into her eyes and the set of her mouth. Thankfully, she had other assets, and I looked down to the soft, tanned, flesh of her massive breasts. She squeezed them between her biceps for me, gently and I didn't look away as she manipulated the firm flesh, watching it shift like a jell-o mold. Sarah came back with the key, smiling.

"I don't even think he'll notice whose tits are whose,"? she said, snapping me out of it. Even Renee chuckled. "Meet us in an hour. That'll give us all time to prepare." Renee nodded, and we broke to our separate rooms.

We’d taken the suite because 1) Sarah had given the challenge, and 2) we had two incomes. The room was definitely worth it, and I realized that the suite offered enough space for the titfight. My anticipation had grown considerably as I waited, and Sarah went into the bathroom to shower, and freshen up. Sarah came out wearing the hotel robe and nothing else, save her panties. I felt my cock start to stiffen.

“Renee should be here any time, baby,” I told her. “You ready for this?”

“I’ll crush her flat,” Sarah whispered. “Then let you fuck me into her tits,” I groaned, reaching for my cock. Sarah reached down and shook her head.

“Nope.” Before anything else could be explained, there was a knock at the door. Sarah quickly turned and pulled the door open, unsurprised to see Renee there, wearing the same robe. Despite the confidence both had, they quickly ushered themselves in. I chuckled at their modesty.

When we finally got into the suite, standing in the middle both Sarah and I felt our eyes go wide. Renee had obviously been hiding her assets from everyone. The robe didn’t allow for that, however, and Sarah swallowed visibly. Her breasts were enormous. Her nipples even seemed to make points through the thick robe. She pulled the robe away, revealing the hanging, pendulous orbs, though the sag seemed more from their mass while the breasts themselves looked full and firm. Her nipples were easily twice as thick as Sarah’s, stiff and pink.

“36DDD,” she said harshly. “Big, firm, unbeatable titties. I’m going to play with you for a while, then I’m going to flatten your chest. Your guy here can hold you up while I grind those tits into your weak little ribs. If you’re really lucky, I’ll let you watch me fuck him. But first, we’re still going to see if he meets my criteria, right?” Sarah nodded dumbly, her eyes glued to Renee’s firm, healthy breasts.

Renee knelt in front of me, pulling at my pants before I realized what was happening. She quickly reached my semi-erect penis and dove forward, swallowing me to the root, her tongue doing exquisite things to me. She bobbed a few times before pulling off and motioning towards Sarah. “Why don’t you tell him while I’m sucking his dick,” Renee suggested.

“Renee felt that it would be a more fair fight if you’d just cum, and cum into her mouth, so there wouldn’t be a sexual bias. Of course, the fight is to submission, so you won’t have as large a role as other fights might. By cumming down Renee’s throat, you agree to call a fair fight. The terms have been agreed upon. The loser has to perform sexually for the winner, no matter what is asked. We won’t be involved in any public issues.” Renee popped her amazing mouth off my cock.

“Nope. He’s about to go,” Renee said nonchalantly. “You ready?” Sarah nodded, watching the blowjob with disinterest. “Cum in my mouth, big boy,” Renee said mechanically. I groaned as she slid down my cock to the root. She bobbed a few more times before I came. The first jet went right down her throat and she swallowed me easily.

“He’s good to go,” Renee said, giggling. Even Sarah smiled as I pulled up my pants. Sarah pulled her robe away, revealing her 36Ds. “This should be fun,” Renee said. Sarah’s breasts were topped by thick, beautiful pink nipples. I’d often complimented on how they felt when fondling her, how stiff and thick they were. Renee strode right up to Sarah and pushed her tits forward, slowly lining up her nipples to Sarah’s thick peaks.

In size, there was no contest. Renee?€™s proud nipples dwarfed Sarah?€™s considerably. Sarah was not giving up, though. The initial shock gone, Sarah obviously thought that she was firmer than Renee. She leaned forward, and their nipples brushed. Renee smiled at the contact, but Sarah's determination kept her face an impartial mask.

Without warning, Renee thrust forward, and the four breasts met at the points. Both squished forward, mashing pleasantly and immediately sprung back to their original shape and size. Renee winked at Sarah, who thrust forward without missing a beat, causing Renee to take a step back. They continued pushing their huge tits together, both squishing outward, but neither gaining an advantage early. After what seemed far too short a time, Renee pulled off and rubbed her tits sensuously.

"I admit, you're giving me a better run for my money than I would have thought," Renee said. "At least flattening you will be worth something."

"We'll see who's flat when this is done," Sarah spat. Renee conceded her point with a nod, and gasped as Sarah drove her stiff nipples into Renee's huge peaks. Sarah led the action for a short while, brushing her hardened nipples over Renee's stiff tips. Red nipples fenced at the tip of milky breasts while I gleefully watched. Renee stood there while Sarah dictated the action, though she'd occasionally draw a long, scraping motion across Sarah's tit. Sarah, pushed twisted, and prodded in the nipple duel, alternating between stabbing, pushing, and prodding Renee's nipples.

This lasted for a few minutes before Renee smiled gently and thrust her tits forward. Sarah winced as Renee's nipples dug into my girlfriend's titflesh. Renee pulled back and apparently it was her turn to drive her turgid nipples into Sarah's. Sarah held her ground as larger nipples pushed hers. Sarah's nipples fought on as both pairs bounced off each other. Renee was much more methodical about her blows, stabbing Sarah's areolas and breasts as well as her nipples. They kept lining them up and jousting, each pair bouncing or sliding to one side or the other as the two buxom women dueled.

Sarah's face betrayed her discomfort. Renee was still smiling as their nipples flicked back and forth across each other and stabbed into one another. "What's wrong, Sarah? These nipples too much for your little boobs? You must have noticed how much bigger they are. They tend to cover more space when I feel your soft boobs bend under them."

"Your nipples are bigger, but mine are still firm," Sarah gasped. She stabbed her nipples into Renee's areola, and the larger woman couldn't help but wince. "And hard." Renee thrust forward viciously and Sarah gasped, this time surprised by the force and hardness of Renee's nipples. She repeated the motion, stabbing Sarah's sensitive areola's over and over. Renee lined up her nipples with Sarah's points and began smashing into them.

After less than a minute, Sarah gasped and looked down. I saw what she saw, and my heart fell for my girl (though I was till hungrily staring at the four huge breasts battling in front of me). Renee's powerful breasts had pushed Sarah's nipples downward after a straight on collision. Renee kept her breasts there, rubbing her nipples over the base of Sarah's, murmuring to my girl.

"God, I just bent them, Sarah. I just bent those perky nips. I'm crushing them with my big, strong, powerful nipples." Sarah's eyes were closed, though I could not tell if it was from the pain of the breasts or the shock. "Open your eyes," Renee commanded. "What do you see?" Sarah slowly opened her eyes and looked down at the mass of flesh at her chest.

"No," she whispered.

"Tell me," Renee hissed. Sarah's eyes fell and she shook her head. Renee grabbed her shoulders and pushed her tits further, her nipple pressing at the base of Sarah's tips. "Tell me," Renee said loudly as she stabbed again and again.

"Ok!" Sarah said, wincing with each blow. "Your nipples bent mine," she said sadly. Renee didn't move back. Sarah sighed, and continued. "Your nipples are stronger than mine. They were too strong for my nips. Yours are the better pair of nipples." Sarah was shaking her head and Renee gleefully pulled back.

It was obvious that Sarah's nipples had grown softer under the assault, the pain overwhelming other stimulation of her otherwise perfect breasts.

"Do we pause here for a victory celebration?" Renee asked. "I did just win a nipple fight." Sarah gently rubbed her nipples and nodded.

"I do hope you have a good mouth. Worship your betters," Renee said sharply. She pulled Sarah's head down, and my girlfriend's knees followed as they slid to the floor. Sarah's lips opened without complaint to take in the stiff tips of her conqueror. She gently teased them, making the dominating nipples even harder and more impressive looking. "That's nice, Sarah. Keep sucking them. You must have sucked a lot of better breasts than yours." My girlfriend's nipples had sunk, beaten and battered by Renee's huge juggs. She finally pulled away from the victor, leaving both nipples dripping with strings of saliva. Sarah stood, and Renee lunged to grab my girlfriend by the shoulders. She rubbed her stiff, soaking nipples over Sarah's flaccid, lifeless tips. Sarah winced, but accepted the defeat. After a few passes, she presented her heavy, victorious breasts to me. "Call it," she whispered.

"Renee wins the nipple fight," I said with as little emotion as possible. Sarah nodded, still rubbing her tits.

"Now for the main course," Renee said, cackling. Sarah beat Renee to the draw though, slamming forward into Renee's big breasts. Renee was stunned by the sudden onslaught. I nearly choked watching Sarah's breasts force Renee's breasts backwards, watching the blonde's heavy tits mushroom out from the impact and return their shape as Sarah pulled back. She slammed again, and Renee moaned. Sarah's attacks shifted direction coming from the left and right. Renee winced, but it didn't take her long to swing back, and her massive breasts, having taken quite a bit of abuse, caught Sarah's a few times. Sarah winced when she took the blows, but tried to give back as good as she got. Both fighters grew tired quickly, unused to expending energy with those muscles.

Sarah went for the bearhug first, wrapping her arms around the small of Renee's back, and pulling the DDD cups into her own chest. Renee returned the maneuver almost immediately, and the two women decided without words that they should grind it out. While Renee's big breasts engulfed Sarah's slightly smaller pair, there was no way to tell which would hold up to the grueling grinding they had begun. They went back and forth, each of the four breasts mushrooming and jiggling as they pushed and slid the massive breasts around. I made no move to rub my cock, though it was tenting my pants rather mightily. They moved like this for a while, until one of them seemed to stop.

Sarah's arms fell and Renee moved in quickly, tightening her bearhug to crush Sarah's rack more impressively. "I'm crushing them aren't I, Sarah" Renee whispered, in a voice that might have been tender in another context. "My tits are dominating yours, smashing them against your chest. Can you feel a real woman's tits, Sarah? Feel that firm, dense breast meat tenderize your saggy, drooping tits." Sarah moaned in response. "All you have to do to end the pain and the embarrassment is give up. Just say you give, and I'll let your tits go." Sarah tried to wrap her arms around Renee, but didn't seem to have the strength. Renee laughed, and pulled Sarah into her. Sarah's tits flattened against her ribcage.

"Nooo," Sarah whispered. "Oh, no." Sarah's head fell to Renee's shoulder. Renee pulled her in even harder, tightening the grip on my gorgeous girlfriend.

"Yes," Renee said with mock sadness. "I've beaten you, Sarah. It's best you admit that." my head fell as I watched my girl's defeat. "If you don't, I'll crush your pathetic breasts flat." And she tried to prove her point, backing up and thrusting forward with a violent move. Her massive breasts crashed against Sarah, and I watched with some sadness as my girlfriend's tits were dominated. They flattened again, titflesh spilling out to the sides of her body as Renee renewed the bearhug. Sarah's head rolled back and forth as Renee continued grinding, understanding without seeing the damage she was doing.

Sarah did not give up, though I could tell she was in a great deal of pain. Her head was resting on Renee's shoulder, and her arms were limp by her sides. Renee released Sarah from the bearhug, and Sarah stepped back, dazed and unsure of her footing. Both women's breasts were red from the constant contact, but Renee's still sat high on her chest. Sarah's breast seemed deflated somehow, not as full, and a bit sagging. Renee moved forward, and Sarah looked up at her with a glassy stare. Renee gently pushed her tits into Sarah's, perhaps more for visual evidence than practical. Sarah's breasts were flattened from the tips outward, and Sarah moaned in both pain and despair. Renee didn't stop until Sarah's breasts were completely crushed. "There we go," Renee said with a silky voice of finality. "There's not much more to do," she noted sadly. "I've flattened your tits. They seem to be hurting. Make it end, Sarah, by giving up." Sarah sighed.

"I give up," she whispered. "You crushed my boobs!" she wailed.

"Yeah, I really did. Now I get to have some fun with your man, right?" Sarah was still shaking her head, shocked that she'd given up.

I paused. I hadn't heard about this arrangement. Then I remembered what she'd said at the beginning of the fight. "C'mere and hold her," she said. Sarah didn't fight, and stood up straight so I could hook my arms under hers to hold her up. Sarah was mostly dead weight, somehow just holding herself up. As soon as I had her stable, Renee stepped forward and pushed her breasts into Sarah's soft, beaten tits. Sarah gasped as her nipples were pushed into her areola by Renee's peaks. She played with Sarah's weakened nipples, flicking them back and forth while smiling wickedly. Sarah winced, but in her weakened, beaten state, could do no more.

I held my girlfriend as Renee changed tactics. She pushed forward, instructing me to hold her against the pressure.

"Watch them," Renee said to us. We both looked down and watched Renee's firm, dense tits flatten Sarah's sore, battered breasts. Sarah gasped and my eyes widened as we both watched her best assets got completely engulfed by Renee's dominant chest. She began grinding, pushing back and forth and mauling Sarah's breasts further. Renee slid to her left, so that Sarah's right breast was between Renee's larger tits. Sarah's took a deep breath suddenly, and Renee started her new technique, reaching up with both hands to continually smash Sarah's already sore right breast between her firmer pair. Sarah's breast bent and twisted easily beneath the assault, bending and jiggling, completely at the whim of Renee's pair. Renee repeated the assault on Sarah's left tit, watching the battered gland bounce up and down with a wicked smile on her face.

I tore my eyes away from the spectacle and saw Sarah's eyes wincing in pain as her rival completely dominated her and humiliated her. I'm sure she felt my hard-on in her thigh, but she made no mention of it. Renee sighed. "You like that, Mark? You like watching Sarah's soft, saggy tits riding bitch to my tits? Hold the left one for me." Sarah nodded as I paused, and I reached from behind her and held her beaten tit. It felt softer, and Renee thrust her right tit into Sarah's left tit. I felt Sarah's soft flesh bend over my hand and Sarah whimpered. I quickly let go of her breast, fearing I'd hurt her. Again, Sarah's breast disappeared beneath the superior breast of her rival. Renee instructed me to hold the right breast and Renee repeated the maneuver, though she told me to keep holding the tit. I did, feeling Renee's firm, dense titflesh crush Sarah's breast and spill over my wrist. Renee's tits were still firm, and the contrast was striking.

I watched Renee's tits pull away and released Sarah's breast. The beaten gland fell limply to Sarah's chest. I found my eyes trace the path of Renee's tits, if only for a moment. Renee didn't seem to notice, as her eyes were focused on Sarah's chest.

"I believe that should do it. You have a flatter chest now, Sarah. I pancaked those big saggy tits of yours with big, powerful breasts. Who has the better tits?" Sarah sobbed once, but put her head up.

"You do, Renee. You crushed my weak tits because yours are stronger."

"Who's the better woman?"

"You are, Renee, you're the better woman. You deserve the job." Renee cackled and motioned for Sarah to continue. "Your tits were too much for me. Your breasts broke mine."

"Absolutely right. Now, Mark, be a dear, and let Sarah go. I won't be torturing her flabby rack anymore." I complied, and Sarah fell to her knees, barely holding herself up. "And we'll end big," Renee promised, and placed one breast on each of Sarah's shoulders when my girlfriend sat up straight in front of her. She did something I'd only ever read about, and buried my girlfriend's face in her cleavage. Sarah's arms went up instinctively, trying to stop the assault, but had no real strength behind them. Renee didn't even bother to swat her flailing arms away, but held her ground. Renee's breasts completely covered Sarah's face, leaving only her already tired eyes visible. She didn't open them all the way at any point during the degrading defeat. Eventually, her struggles ended, and her eyes rolled back in her head before they fluttered and closed.

My girlfriend had been breast smothered into unconsciousness. Renee waited a few moments after her body had gone limp. The victor pulled back, letting her stupendous breasts rest lightly against her chest, while holding Sarah's limp form by the shoulders. Sarah's head lolled down, her hair covering much of her beaten rack. Now that the fight was over, I was able to appreciate her massive breasts. Now, after the contest, her firmness was undeniable, but each globe on her chest seemed perfectly round. The nipples had to be at least an inch long, and thick. Her breasts looked (and obviously were) powerful on her chest.

"Well, that's taken care of," Renee said. Casually, she let go of Sarah, and my girlfriend's unconscious body slowly slid down until her head rested against her captor's stomach, her swollen udders hanging below her. She moved around Sarah's limp form, and Sarah fell to the floor, her tits flattening against the carpet. I tried to move towards her, but was cut off by Renee, who was standing in front of me, cradling both of her massive tits under one of her arms and holding them up. "Don't worry, she'll be fine. She did mention that you were part of the deal in the victory, and that sexually, we could do anything we want with the other. She's pretty useless right now, so I was thinking I could have a bit of fun with her 'better half.' How about it, Mark. You want a pair of real tits to play with?" I knew that Renee was only trying to complete her humiliating defeat of my girlfriend, but my raging hard-on knew that she had the best pair of tits I had seen, better even than my girlfriend's after being tested. I simply nodded, and reached out to caress the monster tits that had smothered Sarah into unconsciousness.

Renee grinned as my hand filled with the firmest natural tit I've felt yet. Her flesh didn't yield to my hand so much as allowed access to her overlong, overthick nipples. I pulled on them gently. "They are impressive, Renee." Renee laughed.

"Yeah. I've always had this dream, Mark. Most titfights I've won there hasn't been a third partner. I want to fuck you. Or rather, I want you to fuck me. But in a rather particular way." She peeled off her thong, revealing a well-trimmed (naturally blonde) pussy. She threw the thong on the floor, and leaned over with a long, shapely leg to nudge Sarah in the side. Sarah shifted a bit, but didn't stir. "Roll her over," she said. "Let's get her weight off of those drooping titties." I bristled, but pushed Sarah onto her back. Her breasts drooped to the sides, swollen and red. I couldn't resist stroking her flesh and flaccid nipple.

"Excellent," Renee said, ignoring my intimate touch. "Now, stand at her feet." I obeyed, feeling obligated to fulfill the part of the bargain that Sarah could not. Renee straddled Sarah's hips and I watched her round, pale ass go up as her breasts squashed Sarah's already dominated breasts. The further Renee's breasts went into flattening Sarah's tits, the higher her ass, and eventually her pussy got. Eventually, her ass and pussy were waving in front of me as her breasts engulfed Sarah's smaller pair.

"Now fuck my pussy while I crush her tits," she hissed. "And don't cum inside me." I groaned, but did my duty, dropping my pants and kneeling on the plush, comfortable carpet to slide inside Renee. To this day, I don't know if a pussy has been wetter than that one. Renee had completely dominated my girlfriend, and continued to do so as I plowed her. I fucked her, losing myself in the lust to the point where I frigged her clit, feeling my shaft brush against my finger.

Renee wasn't simply sitting there. Her torso was moving back and forth as she continued her domination of her rival. I groaned and picked up my pace, and Renee moved so that each thrust was pushing her rack into Sarah's. I heard a muffled moan as Sarah came to.

"Welcome... back.... bitch," Renee said as harshly as she could while my fucking took her breath away. "I had Mark take over your part of the bet, but couldn't resist just making sure you understood who was on top now. I notice that I can't even feel your nipples anymore. I wonder if they'll ever come back." Brutal taunting from Renee made me thrust faster in the hopes of ending my girlfriend's suffering.

"I'm going to come," I said, breathing heavily. Renee pulled off of me, got to her knees, and held her tits up with her arm.

"Cum on these perfect, powerful tits," she whispered. I looked down to see Sarah watching the action with a look of relief still on her face after Renee halted her assault. I stroked my cock slowly, realizing it wouldn't be long before I came. I let my cockhead touch Renee's firm breast and she smiled at me. "Go ahead, Mark. Cover them." I groaned as I released three powerful spurts of my cum onto Renee's huge left tit. I switched, letting the rest of my cum dribble and splash onto her right and wiping my cock on her left nipple. Renee giggled as she saw the fun I was having. After ensuring my cock was empty with a rather rough squeeze of my balls, Renee turned to Sarah, who was still on the floor, recovering.

My girlfriend was much more awake now, and pushing herself up to a sitting position. She watched my shining cock with a palpable sadness, and I felt bad for fucking Renee. Her tits looked as though they'd been thrashed by people with canes. They sat lower on her chest, sagging as though the firmness had simply been ground out of them, and some small bruises appeared on the outside of her left tit.

"I'm done with you, for the most part, Sarah. I just want you to do what you must do a lot if Mark is still with you, because I know he's not here for your tits." She snickered again. "You're going to swallow his cum... right off my big tits. Clean me," she ordered. To speed things up, she grabbed Sarah by her matted hair and pulled her mouth to her left breast. Sarah, completely at Renee's whim and bound by the conditions of her defeat, let her tongue trace gently around Renee's tit. Sarah slurped on Renee's breast, pulling my cum off of her opponent's impressive rack. "That's nice, keep it up. Suck the nipple. Gently." Sarah's mouth closed over her opponent's massive nipple, coating it with saliva. "Suck that big fucking nipple," Renee said as my girlfriend's ministrations began having an arousing effect. Renee pulled her left breast, now clean save for a sheen of saliva, from Sarah's mouth and shoved her right breast into Sarah's face. Her left nipple was harder than it had been at any point that night.

"Get it hard, loser," Renee spat. The victor's hand flitted down to between her legs and began toying with her pussy as Sarah's mouth tried to stiffen her opponent's already engorged nipple. "Why the fuck," Renee gasped, "am I the one doing this?" She gripped Sarah's wrist and pulled my girlfriend's hand to her pussy. "Get me off, Sarah. Make me cum." Sarah continued sucking Renee's oversized nipple as her hand moved around Renee's pussy. Renee leaned back, pulling Sarah's head so that Sarah was leaning over her. Sarah's tits hung loosely, flopping around as she moved. Despite my recent orgasm, I felt another stirring in my crotch as I watched Sarah service the winner of the titfight.

The slurping sounds doubled as Sarah's fingers entered Renee's pussy. "That's it," Renee hissed. "Work my clit, work it." I groaned and couldn't help reaching down to stroke my cock. Renee heard my oral display and grinned as she watched. "Well, it seems I'm not the only one enjoying the spoils of my victory," she said. "You like watching Sarah service her better, Mark?" I could only nod, dumbstruck as I was with the display before me. "Whose got the better tits, Mark?" Renee asked evilly as I stroked my cock. Sarah started to pull off of Renee's big right tit but Renee held her head. Sarah's eyes closed, and a tear ran down her cheek.

Feeling as bound by the agreement as Sarah to call the fight fairly, I responded. "You have better tits, Renee. You beat Sarah fair and square." Renee groaned, and the added stimulus of hearing Sarah's own boyfriend tell her how great her tits were sent her into a powerful orgasm on Sarah's hand. Renee pulled Sarah's head further into her pillowy breast. Sarah kept suckling on the big nipple, tears streaming down her face as she pleasured her hated rival.

Renee finally came down from her orgasm and gently stroked the face attached to her breast. "You're done," she said coldly, pushing Sarah away with an audible popping noise. "How's it feel, Sarah? Not only did you get your pathetic tits crushed, but you got me off. I'm really looking forward to work Monday morning."

Sarah's face was both exhausted and covered in her tears. Renee stood up, leaving Sarah on her knees and thrust her chest out. "You'll be seeing a lot more of these around the office, Sarah. And every time you do, I want you to remember how long your mouth made my nipples and how well your hand got me off. Most importantly, though I want you to remember how you woke up after I smothered you with my tits: with Mark fucking me doggy style into a beaten pair of saggy tits." She stood and grabbed a robe from the bed.

"Good night." Renee left the room, leaving Sarah gently sobbing on the floor. I knelt and wrapped my arm around her, and she turned into me, burying her head in my shoulder. I gently kissed her cheek and pulled her to her feet. I led her to the bed, and she lay down. I went and soaked a towel with water as cold as I could make it and gently draped it over her battered breasts. Sarah looked at me gratefully, but said nothing, so I kissed her on the forehead.

"Let's sleep," I said. Sarah nodded, and I turned out the light. I heard Sarah's breathing slow almost immediately and realized that she'd been exhausted. Thankfully, checkout was at 2 the next day.

I woke up at about 9 o'clock with a distantly pleasing feeling on my cock. I opened my eyes to find Sarah with her mouth sliding up and down my cock slowly, pulling it to life. She was focused, her eyes closed and her hands playing with my balls. I noticed the towel laying next to me and Sarah's posture kept her breasts from touching the blanket. I reached up to gently stroke her face.

Sarah was taking her time this morning. She languidly stroked my cock with her hand and lightly basted the head of my cock with her tongue. Her eyes remained closed as I pulled her hand away from my balls gently, leaving only her mouth to pleasure me. She obliged, keeping her eyes closed and slid her lips further down my shaft. She kept working me without looking, and I sighed, enjoying her efforts. I fought to hold myself back from grabbing her sore tits, though the temptation was strong. Instead, I folded my hands behind my head and enjoyed the morning blowjob.

Sarah continued without her hands until I used my own hand to pus down on the back of her head, trying to take a bit of control in leading the blowjob. She remained pliant to my will, though her hand gripped the base of my cock, probably to keep from gagging. I became more insistent in my need, and thrust forward. Sarah remained submissive, accepting the intrusion the best she could. I realized that she might have been suffering from a bit of an ego crush from last night, but I went to bed with a raging hard-on, and my mind was clouded with sex. As I realized I was taking advantage of a broken, beaten woman, I groaned, cumming deep into my beaten girlfriend's throat. She swallowed without complaint as I ejaculated a heavy load. She kept my cock in her mouth, licking and swallowing any spare cum from my cock.

"Thanks," I breathed. At last, Sarah opened her eyes.

"Anytime, lover," she whispered. "Just ask, and I'll take care of your big hard cock. Seems you were having pleasant dreams," she giggled. "You were almost completely hard when I started sucking you off."

"Yeah, I had a lot on my mind." Sarah nodded in understanding.

"Not every day you see your girlfriend sexually crushed by another woman, is it?" she asked. I sputtered, but Sarah raised a hand. "Oh, I know it was hot, Mark. Did you like watching me get dominated?" I nodded, not wanting to hide what she knew already. Sarah nodded, took a deep breath and continued. "Would you have been as hot if I had won?" I thought about it for just a moment before I nodded, and my cock decided to help my case by stirring again.

"Oh yeah," I said. Sarah bit her lip and smiled.

"Good. We'll find our next challenge soon."