Hello everyone,
Another story, here we go again. Because there are so many stories and this group of series is way too long, here is a list of characters for people who do not care and don’t want to read the old ones. If you also don’t care about this, skip down and I hope ya enjoy part 1.
Maggie Reynolds – Librarian at a big college university. Kind and sweet, but has a secret competitive side with other women about her body and sex. Currently in a relationship with Amber Fielder. Works with Bianca and has a rivalry with several characters, prominently Silvia.
Amber Fielder- graduated ex-student, and guitarist from a wealthy family. Punk girl, and a bit of a loner. After many ups and downs, now dating Maggie and really likes being in a relationship. Has a rivalry with a LOT of women, but Bianca and Jenny stand out.
Bianca Marshall- Maggie’s co-worker and rival. Has a personal rivalry with Amber and loves the idea of having her as her sex toy. Friends with Jenny, and a growing friendship with Riley.
Silvia- Bartender/owner of The Showtime Bar. Loves sex, and has a dirty relationship with Maggie wanting the librarian as her main rival. Lots of frienemies but also is quite playful with many of the girls.
Jenny – Singer in Amber’s band. Frienemy of both Silvia and Bianca and bandmates with Amber and Daphne.
Marissa- Ex-intern of Maggie and roommate of Isabela. Amber’s best friend. Rivalry with Riley and a surprisingly growing roommateship with Isabella.
Isabella – Ex-intern of Bianca, and now Maggie’s best friend. A roommate of Marissa, a backup dancer who knows Daphne.
Riley – Sorority girl and secret nerd like Marissa but hides it. Bianca’s friend and extreme rival of Marissa and Isabella. Same year as them.
Daphne – Drummer of Amber’s band Frienemy with Jenny, and an active dancer. Hostile with Isabella now that they both know about each other.
Natalie – Hippe who is almost always happy and lives with Silvia. No major enemies, but a dangerous fighter when she is angry.
Teagan – Chef who works with Paige and had a messy fight with her.
Paige – Manager of the restaurant that Teagan works at. Messy fight with Teagan, unknown if/how a rematch went.
April: Gala – Head waitress at the restaurant. Tatted up and has a major crush on Whitey’s boyfriend.
Whitney: Gala – New minor chef that works under Teagan. Boyfriend and dislikes April instantly.
Elise & Carrie: 14th Floor, two businesswomen who had a sexfight over who was the top woman at the company.
Fuck me, that’s a long list and I skipped some who I might add later or add more to these little blips. I swear the characters have more to their personality than just what i wrote here. Honestly, I don’t blame anyone for closing the browser now hahaha. This story continues Maggie’s story. I thought I was done with her after the Gala, but here we go again cause I just like it too much. Hope you all enjoy it.
A Funding Issue Part 1
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Maggie Reynolds sat in Bianca Marshall’s office facing the raven-haired beauty from across the large wooden desk in which they worked. Normally, these private meetings with the two librarians were filled with catty snips, sexual threats, and promises to finally rid the other for good using their young hot bodies, but not this meeting, and not after this last week. In fact, the two librarians looked dismayed and unkept as they convened together handing sheets of paper back and forth like clockwork. Even Bianca, who made it her personal standard always to be perfectly dressed and tidy showed signs that stress was getting to her, with some black strands out of place from her tight bun. The notices on the desk were the main source of their mutual frustration and the reason for their less antagonistic meetings of late. Funding cuts. Deep slashes to the point even Maggie and Bianca had been forced to put aside their work rivalry to figure out a solution. Somehow both their jobs were safe, but the director had been fired, along with all the other employees besides them two. This even included maintenance and other essential pieces, even including the new books and computers needed to keep their school library in the A class of ranking, a very important statistic in their world.
The fallout from the first cuts done this month was devastating and Maggie was forced to watch her library, her favorite place in the world slowly start to fall apart faster than she could have imagined. As much as she loathed Bianca, she and the other woman were in the same boat, and it was nice having a partner to attempt to ride this storm out with. The professional woman would rather have died than let a failed library show up on her record and that passion combined with Maggie’s personal love of the school kept them at least civil so far.
“What do you think?” Bianca asked her, showing Maggie the new funding plan, she had just finished typing up.
“It works, but it’s brutal,” Maggie responded with a sigh as she scanned it, and handed Bianca her own notes that were quickly read and marked.
“It has to be,” Bianca answered pulling her own sheet back a second later. They had exchanged ideas for the last three hours and had so far only saved a small portion of the needed funds to stop the second wave of cuts. Overall, they were roughly 5 grand short…and there was nothing else left to take. The next year's Gala was still months away and they doubted they could afford to host it anyway. The school refused permission to help with them; dealing with their own cuts, and fundraising beyond the Gala had been ineffective. It was a sticky situation.
The stress was becoming unbearable for the self-proclaimed nerdy librarian, and every night Maggie had gone home to her lonely apartment and attempted to think of more solutions instead of wallowing in frustration. But her work-life balance was in disarray, and though she loved her job and her library, she was beginning to resent it.
After another hour had passed, she wasn’t sure she could stand being in this office for another minute. Maggie had reached her breaking point sitting, and her mind strayed back to the previous Gala where so many things had happened. That line of thought brought an idea to her head, a meeting she had forgotten thanks to all the things that had happened at the said Gala and in between now. She looked up at her co-worker a few minutes later and brought up a previously discussed topic. “What about we raise the money ourselves? And then, made an anonymous donation that we could use for funding of maintenance and such.”
Bianca looked up and her bright blue eyes slanted slightly in annoyance, “And how do you suggest we do that? We need money to make money and I don’t have five grand I can just place down on a fundraiser, and I know you don’t either or you would have already, and we wouldn’t be in this predicament.”
“Yeah, but maybe we don’t need a fundraiser. I was just thinking about the Gala last year. Do you remember those two businesswomen at the event? Their names were Elise Valtier and Carrie Manches, right?” Maggie pressed, ignoring Bianca’s snappy tone. The other librarian nodded but her dark glare intensified as Maggie brought up the Gala night. Though many fights and nearly a year had passed, it was still a thing that Bianca would not let go of.
Maggie ignored the glare as best she could and tried to keep them focused, “Well, if you remember, they were really interested in taking us for dinner and talking about us joining them for some internships at their Fortune 500. Maybe we can meet with them and convince them to assist in funding the library. Worse thing, we have a nice dinner and get said no, and we are back to square one.”
Bianca continued to look at her questioningly until the black-haired librarian put her papers down and became lost in thought. “I doubt they would remember us, and I didn’t reach out after the Gala thanks to the event doing well enough and their coldness from our passing of the meeting. If they were still interested it could be quite profitable, and a new door for us and myself.” Bianca muttered doing the calculations in her head. Maggie watched her co-worker and nodded. “Okay, well unless you have any major objections, you should reach out to them. Do you still have their contact info?”
Bianca paused muttering at the request, and pulled open her computer, typing quickly and then closing it just as fast. “Sent to you, now you can email them.”
Maggie tilted her head in confusion, “No, it’s fine, you email them, and you can CC me.” She replied flicking her fingers like it was nothing.
“It was your idea, Miss Reynolds.” Bianca countered matter of fact.
“True, but as the library’s ‘relations’ coordinator, it falls on you. In fact, you should have reached out to them anyway after we missed the opportunity at the Gala, no matter what happened that night. How about you actually do your job for once, instead of trying to undercut me.” Maggie snapped with both her tone and her fingers in Bianca’s face, unable to keep the frustration of the last month out of her tone and motions.
“Don’t you dare snap at me, Miss Reynolds. Your reluctance to do even the simplest of tasks is unacceptable. We both know that emailing those two women after a full year and refusing their invitation during the Gala is so unprofessional. It is your idea, so you should do it. End of discussion.” Bianca hissed with an uppity tone that Maggie could not ignore. Without warning they both just stood up from their seats and were leaning forward in a display of their swelling breasts in threat. Two pairs of glasses were quickly removed and placed down on the desk, but both sets of hair stayed in their tight but slightly messy buns on their heads.
Maggie leaned forward a bit more, her open white button blouse showing off her deep pale freckled cleavage behind a lacy bright red bra, that drew the blue eyes to it. “Watch your tone Miss Marshall and do what you are told.” She added to the comment by sucking one of her own fingers, and then reaching across the desk she ran it from the base of Bianca’s smooth neck into the equally impressive moonlight globes hanging down in a black bra behind Bianca’s own white shirt.
Bianca didn’t respond to the feeling of the wet finger moving down her skin, but a little smirk came to her pink lips. “Oh, Miss Reynolds.” She finally spoke and stood back up to her full height. She walked around the desk in her sharp black heels, seemingly ignoring Maggie’s little taunt but keeping their eyes locked in a heated stare. The redhead huffed and turned, following her rival towards the door thinking maybe she had gotten her point across. It was late, and the library was empty, a fact they were both very aware of. Bianca indeed opened the door but didn’t move away from the doorway, instead planting her feet right in it and facing inwards. Maggie froze and knew exactly the challenge Bianca was giving her right then and there.
Bianca continued her cold stare as she undid two more buttons from the top of her shirt, and then reached down and pulled both her massive breasts out of the lacy black bra she wore underneath. The pale melons moved slightly as they were pulled out, soft and spongy, with nickel pink areola and nipples pointing at Maggie. The other librarian performed the same trick, pulling her large boobs out of the confined space of her lacy red bra she took from Amber after their last fight. They hung on their chest, unneeded but slightly supported by the tucked-under bra and shirt. She looked up at her rival, now standing facing her, chests exposed for threat. Bianca’s big guns were out with her shirt on still thanks to the two bottom buttons still connected. It was an erotic sight, and Maggie knew her own girls had a similar look now out of her shirt and in the open. The only way out of this office was through Bianca and Maggie was ready to get some frustration out by pinning the bitch’s tits in front of her.
She walked forward the final steps in her white heels slowly, letting her big breasts bounce slightly on each step until her erect pink nipples were aligned with Bianca’s. The raven-haired woman’s smile seemed to twist. “Don’t you dare show off your pathetic assets in my office bitch. You aren’t leaving until you accept that you will be the one emailing them.”
“I’ll happily prove my superior assets to you once again Miss Marshall, doing so by pinning your little mounds to your ribs and your ass to the wall, then you will write and send the email as I ordered you to.”
“Oh, a little titfight then? Assets to assets? Nothing else.” Bianca cooed as each deep labored breath brought their hefty melons closer.
“I think that sounds excellent, let’s keep it nice and simple, your twin assets against mine. I look forward to hearing your submission. Maybe I’ll make you do it writing.” Maggie whispered the professional talk that was so unique to her and Bianca making her already wet. The tension had been growing the last few weeks and judging from Bianca’s already labored breathing, Maggie wasn’t the only one feeling it. She had lost control, she was annoyed, angry, horny, and being in a hot room with Bianca was too much. The kind, sweet, and even normal girl, who she still told herself she was deep down took a backseat, a place that part of her was getting used to being forced a lot over the last year.
Maggie moved forward, slowly squishing her soft spongy chest into Bianca’s, and they both grunted as their torsos started to squeeze the other back slowly. Erotic sensations shot into their veins for their loathing of each other was mixed with a deep desire, and a hunger for fucking the other woman harder than she could be fucked by her. Freezing with about half their breasts now compressed, Maggie stopped moving. Looking into Bianca’s blue eyes, she puckered her red lips and spit down their compressed chests, another little tradition that had been established between the two librarians. The wet ooze landed on Bianca’s side of the compression where it quickly rolled down and disappeared between the four mounds. She then watched as Bianca performed the same little trick, making Maggie muffle a gasp as the gooey liquid went between her tits and oozed down her skin. Then, they pushed in firmer, using their breasts to move and compress the other fat pair while also spreading the spit best they could to ease the friction from their skin.
After a good 15 seconds, Bianca had enough. She reached forward and took Maggie’s hands with her own, interlacing their fingers tightly below them. They began to increase the pressure of their tits, which Maggie responded to accordingly, and it was on. Heels dug into the carpet as the women groaned openly in response to the fight. They flexed and began to press harder but found their chests well matched, and neither gained much ground over the first half minute. Then, Bianca suddenly backed off, allowing herself to be pushed back an inch, but that was followed by a surge forward with a slap of chest on chest, bouncing the freckled pale orbs roughly. The sound rounded into the office as the impact sent Maggie back a few steps into the office as their big tits mushroomed roughly and molded again. “Bitch!” Maggie hissed catching herself a few steps before her full ass hit the desk. She backed up for a second and slammed her chest into Bianca winning back about half the steps while their hands went out to the sides, fighting their own battle while their breasts crushed and rotated into each other round and round.
“Little nerdy whore!” Bianca shot back and the bashing continued until they crushed simultaneously with shocks of pain shooting into their bodies. They cried out loudly in the sizzling office, banging chests side to side next, letting their pink nipples meet, hold, and bend the other’s back with cries of frustration. Sweat began to build and shoot off their hot sexy bodies as they continued the violent but erotic match only a few minutes into it. After another smash, Maggie found herself pressed into the left side wall near the desk, losing more ground than she was gaining. Bianca had forced her back with their stocking-covered legs knocking and burning as the raven-haired woman drove forward with her proud powerful chest leading the way. Now Bianca’s pink nipples dug into Maggie’s own with extra force, sweat replacing the spit on their meshing skin. It made the stimulating pleasure more profound, but also made their attacks and pins harder to hold. After a few seconds, Maggie reversed them and slammed Bianca into the wall, her own nipples impaling and nearly inverting Bianca’s sharp pair in the perfect strike. Their nickel-sized areola were the targets to be aimed and the feeling was both eutrophic and raw as those area’s rubbed in between their dueling tits. Bianca groaned, and resisted, flexing her ass and back muscles to keep her body upright on the wall. Their hands were still out wide and interlaced but starting to become damp with sweat.
Maggie groaned, flexing her own toned back muscles, and pushing her big tits harder into Bianca’s wishing now they had been nude or at least only in their stockings and garter belts. Wanting nothing more to flatten her work rival and hear the cries of submission from her haughty mouth, Maggie tried to press more of her body into Bianca. Slowly foreheads got into the action and mouths touched more so on accident than an actual kiss as Maggie worked hard to keep her pin. The four big pale orbs mushroomed to the point that their covered smooth stomachs brushed under the battle boobs. The position was difficult to hold so Maggie reduced the pressure for a second and then crushed into Bianca again with a slap of skin on skin before the two chests molded into one another. Bianca groaned in pain and anger as Maggie performed the same trick again yet, still, Bianca held back against her, the pale woman’s tits holding firm with defiance every mold. Maggie thought she had Bianca done and prepared for another tit slap, but the other librarian snarled and thrusted forward with both her hips and tits just as Maggie had reduced the pressure, forcing both of them off the wall. Their meaty chests bounced and molded into a spongy mass of woman flesh as they found themselves back at neutral for a half second before Bianca used the momentum and pushed a surprised Maggie back almost five feet when the redhead’s ass hit the large desk they had been working on all day.
Bianca spread her sexy legs in the short skirt she was wearing and forced Maggie down, bending her co-worker’s back till they were both in reverse L-shapes half on the desk, Bianca holding the superior spot, chests still conjoined and crushed hotly. Hands went above their heads as they fought and snarled like animals at each other. It was a difficult position to keep, however, and Maggie was able to use her own womanly hips and legs to wrap around Bianca’s and bend herself up, forcing them up till they were standing on their sides, standing next to the desk just a few seconds later.
They muscled in harder, the two librarians, usually so professional in demeanor, in a hot sweaty fight for control of the other’s hot body. Black and white stocking-covered legs jostled, pressing in-between and up on the other’s thong-covered cunt under their business skirts, increasing the intensity and sexual panting of the fight. After a minute of this standoff, Bianca hooked one of Maggie’s legs breaking her stance and took control again by twisting the redhead, trying again for the half pin on the desk. Maggie saw this coming however and changed tactics and thanks to her short skirt, was able to lift a knee and backward climb onto the desk, giving her a height advantage to weigh her boobs down onto Bianca’s for just a second. Bianca pulled back, their heaving breasts separating for a second, but their sweaty hands remained locked in a test of strength as Maggie was forced to move back thanks to Bianca’s full strong ass driving flexing and driving forward until there was enough space and she followed Maggie onto the desk, facing off on their knees, and never once releasing the other’s hands.
Their short skirts had ridden up fully now, Maggie in a red lacy thong in her white garter, that was nearly transparent in its thinness, and Bianca in a black one of similar style, both matching their natural hair color. They remained like this for a second, their holds on each other’s hands, while they caught their breath, tits hanging down threateningly between them. There was a distinct lack of talking between the two librarians in this fight which was also unusual. Maggie didn’t mind, she figured it was part of this type of duel they had decided to engage in. Taunting might distract them, while this fight needed to only be settled with their breasts, and the feelings of pride on their chests. After about ten seconds, they crushed again, softening the other with harsh blows of chest on chest, nipples even more erect and desiring sex.
Their heads pressed side to side as they fought on the desk for control. It didn’t last as long, as Bianca scored two big hits on Maggie that made the redhead groan in frustration and growing pain. She felt herself needing to back off, but Bianca did not give her the chance. Over the next minute, Bianca forced Maggie down slowly on the top of her desk, the two librarians panting hot breath roughly as Maggie was bent back painfully losing the titfight, and finally letting out a cry of anguish as she was finally forced down fully. Her legs were forced out from under her and then straightened out as she lost her position on her knees. The black-haired librarian gasped in delight as she slowly solidified her pin of her coworker, forcing Maggie’s legs apart and pushing her body between them as if she was about to missionary fuck Maggie. Then, Bianca began spreading their arms out along with their strong stocking-covered legs until they were starfished on the tough wood woman to woman. She continued to apply pressure everywhere on Maggie, but mainly focused fully on their upper chests, pressing down firmer, and digging her sharp pink nipples deeper into Maggie’s full pair. The redhead struggled and was unable to return the matching pressure now underneath her co-worker.
“Fuck you, Miss Marshall!” Maggie groaned breaking the long silence as she turned her head to the side huffing and then felt Bianca’s own cheek press down on it as well as the rest of the other woman’s tight body.
“I have you Miss Reynolds. Submit, accept that your assets are inferior to mine.” Bianca snarled cheek to cheek with her rival almost biting her and Maggie hissed in response trying to turn her head and lock the bitch in a biting kiss if that’s what she wanted. They hadn’t performed much of any other sexual attacks besides their breasts bashing on purpose. Though, now there were a bit of light humping thanks to the exoticness of this embrace and how turned on they had become. Their spread legs and already tight short skirts had ridden up further, let their tiny wet thongs and garter belts meet and grind just enough to make them frenzied. Bianca let the woman turn her head but ignored the attempts to bite and kiss, pressing down harder with her sweaty face and spreading her sweat on Maggie’s exposed skin.
The redhead snarled, and Bianca snarled back, though the fight was still all about their tits, Maggie’s red thong was darkened and soaked from the desire she was now feeling getting pinned on the hard desk with the taut body on top of her. She could imagine Bianca’s big strong ass in that tiny black thong flexing down on her and the irritation of having her equally firm ass pressed onto the wood. If this had been a full sexfight, she could have gotten free, but she didn’t want to break the terms of engagement that had been set, keeping it about their tits. First, she attempted to thrust her hips but it proved ineffective with Bianca timing her own thrusts back in sequence, then she was able to slip an arm or leg free to thrash and slap, but Bianca quickly took back control, solidifying her grip and adding a heavy slap of tit on tit when she did.
Maggie groaned still pinned almost two minutes later and running out of energy. She released several gasps of pain when Bianca leaned up again and slammed her massive tits right down into her big pair as only two women of their size could do. She squealed even louder as Bianca slapped her big tits down again, and began to grind her tits into Maggie’s, mushrooming them, and dragging their big sweaty tits around them. The ginger girl felt the ache in her boobs grow as the pain began to win over pleasure, her nipples felt like they were starting to lose their erectness as gravity assisted Bianca in softening her spongy chest. Bianca hissed, her own girl’s terribly sore, but winning, she felt the sense of victory coming and pressed down harder, her still firm nipples pressing and flicking Maggie’s in the mess of their chests. Maggie continued to struggle for another few seconds but found no way out. Maggie felt her chest start to wane, her nipples softening each and every stroke, the pain of her chest being flattened down by the other full pair. Bitterly she cried out, “You bitch, I give up!”
Bianca let out a moan of her own at the words, a moan of satisfaction and victory. Bianca had beat her, and Maggie could already feel the anger and frustration growing in her stomach and pussy as the grinding stopped and they lay there on the desk, no longer moving and gasping in breath as their hard bodies went a little softer.
“I accept your submission, Miss Reynolds.” Bianca teased as she slowly separated their sore bodies for the first time in ten minutes but didn’t dismount off Maggie. She sat up on her rival’s hips, and rubbed her big tits, soothing them and their redness from the fight. Then, she reached up and let her long straight black hair out of its out of place messy bun down to her mid-back.
Maggie took in some deep breaths, expanding her full chest now free that was already recovering and wanting another round. But she didn’t attempt to escape, glaring up at the victor sitting on her body. Bianca looked incredible, and Maggie groaned at her own desire, her weakness of her attraction to bitches. Her greatest strength and weakness in her sex and sexual competitions. The other librarian seemed in her element and had a cruel grin on her face having Maggie under her after so long. She then lowered her upper body back towards Maggie but shifted up so that her victorious breasts were in Maggie’s face. “Lick each nipple. Miss Reynolds, nice and softly.” Maggie let out a hiss and was tempted to bite the erect rubbery points in her face but did not. She extended her tongue and gave a little lick off each sweaty globe, salting her tongue until Bianca sat back up smiling. “Good. Now, I’m quite frustrated by our little struggle, and I think I will enjoy my victory. As the superior woman and librarian, I think it’s time for a little humiliation, Miss Reynolds. A long time coming.”
Maggie sneered again but didn’t resist, her tits still needing time to recover from their defeat. Bianca now shifted her whole body forward and slowly pulled up her short black shirt higher on her hips, her miniscule lacy black thong didn’t even cover her pussy lips and the garter belt looked tight holding up the black sheen stockings. She pressed her full ass down on Maggie’s sore breasts making the redhead grunt, and then the strict librarian lowered her tiny black thong down on the redhead’s mouth. It was wet and warm, a mixture of sweat and girl cum with a tart smell that Maggie both hated and craved. All Maggie could do was rub her nose on the lace until Bianca reached down and pulled the small wet triangle to the side. Her smooth pink wet pussy was displayed, and Bianca ran a hand down her and rubbed herself in front of Maggie, “Take a look at this perfect asset Miss Reynolds, now give it a lick.”
“You snotty bitch.” Maggie growled with as much hate in her voice as possible. “You won a little titfight, that doesn’t prove your pathetic pussy has any chance against mine.”
Bianca cocked an eyebrow down at the trapped woman, “That’s an appointment I’ll set with you once this little funding issue is over. Right now, however, I’m very frustrated, so you will do what your pitiful mouth is best at, or I’ll slap your face silly and make it as red as your beaten tits currently are.”
Maggie didn’t respond and felt Bianca’s big sweaty ass pushing down on her sore breasts with a bit more force. With that, Bianca began to grind her wet cunt into the beaten woman’s face, moving her hips in a suggestive display that would make even the most experienced strippers jealous. Maggie bemoaned, but with her tits crushed again, began to use her tongue and slip in between the two nether lips, tasting Bianca, her work rival, the girl who had claimed her girlfriend as a personal sex slave. She sucked each side of it with her red lips, tasting the smooth flesh, then ran her tongue up and down the slit, going inside an inch before coming back out to hunt the clit. The cunninglious didn’t take long, as Maggie focused for a few seconds on the space between Bianca’s slit and her ass, then ran up and worked her rival’s as-promised clit. Bianca sighed in pleasure and bounced just a little on Maggie’s face, enjoying the humiliation she finally was bestowing on her rival. After just a minute Maggie felt Bianca stiffen and pull back her cunt before she started to cum. This allowed the top woman to rub her dripping gash up and down Maggie’s face, the pussy lips going on her cheeks, forehead, and nose. Maggie hissed and kept using her tongue to drain Bianca as she came for a good ten seconds, crying out once and running her hands through her released black smooth locks above her head. When she had finished her orgasm, she moved down back to the hips and without warning spit on both of Maggie’s still-exposed breasts. It landed just around the pink nipples, and now with a sultry smile, she ran a finger on the big pair, squishing into the soft mass slightly while trailing a wet finger of spit around each pink nipple of Maggie.
“That was quite a performance Miss Reynolds, not as proficient a tongue as Jenny, or your girlfriend as a matter of fact, but decent. Your little submissive act will at least keep me satisfied until Amber is back, as I’m sure you know, I’ll be having her join me at my apartment before she sees you, it’s time for my sex slave to perform her duties.”
“Fuck you, Miss Marshall.” Maggie hissed, a wave of real anger bubbling in her at the threat but she knew Amber would have to agree, that was the game they played. Even as she spoke, she felt a taste of Bianca all over her mouth and lips. She wanted to remind Bianca exactly who had the best tongue in the group, but Bianca was still in control and could slap her face hard if she attempted anything so she said nothing else for now.
“Hmm, try to keep that attitude out of the email you will send. It would look improper and ruin the already thin chance of us getting a meeting.” Bianca quipped with her know it all attitude before finally dismounting Maggie and stepping off the desk. She readjusted her skirt and thong but kept her winning pale tits out of her shirt The redhead slipped off the desk quickly after her and got right back into Bianca’s face in front of the desk.
“You want a full sexfight right now, Miss Marshall? I have all the time in the world.”
Bianca smirked at the challenge, feeling Maggie push into her with a little less force after the beating she had taken on her breasts, “Hmph, well, lucky for you, I don’t. I think I will enjoy my win tonight and the feeling of your tongue on my pussy, Miss Reynolds, so time for you to go.” Without warning, Bianca took a good grip on Maggie’s long curly red hair and yanked it. Maggie yelped in surprise and then started to resist and fight back, but her sore tits told her no. She was half dragged; half walked to the exit of Bianca’s office. When they reached the door, Bianca pulled Maggie back to face her, putting their hot bodies in contact again, the aching breasts of both women seemed to spring back, ready to crush and fuck once again. “Next time, I won’t stop with your tits Miss Reynolds, me finally putting you in your place has been a long time coming.”
Maggie opened her mouth to respond, but that was a mistake. Bianca’s pink lips dashed forward and slammed into Maggie’s soft open pair. The redhead moaned as her tongue was quickly hunted and pinned inside her own mouth by the invader. Bianca pressed both her tired body and mouth abruptly as if she was sucking and licking for any of her own cum hidden in the depths of Maggie’s mouth. After a few seconds of this oral dominance, Maggie was able to counter slashing back and diving into Bianca’s own maw hungerly. They traded a few barbs of tongues on gums and teeth and corkscrewed into a wet mess. As the kiss was about to deepen further, Bianca broke it off and then still holding the twisted red strands, flung Maggie by her red mane out of her office. Maggie stumbled on her short heels a few feet with a cry of shock, catching herself at the last second. She whirled around, ready to sex tangle more after that wet kiss but Bianca slammed the office door in her face. Seething, Maggie thought about kicking it, going back to her office getting a key, and forcing her way in but then let her tension in her shoulders leave. She took a deep breath, it wasn’t worth it, not tonight anyway. She lost the tit fight, and though it stung, she would get back at Bianca. Sending the unprofessional email was annoying, but not the worst thing, and it had been her idea. Maybe she had just been itching for a fight, maybe they both had. It didn’t matter, Maggie hated losing any sexual competition with both her rivals and friends and this was no different. She rubbed her sore boobs for a second before stuffing them into her shirt and heading back to her office to grab her things.
She left the library a few minutes later, thinking about Bianca and the fight on her drive home. After a full week of being civil, one little email had broken their light truce. Sure, the work tension hadn’t helped, and her little wet finger down Bianca’s shirt had been unnecessary, she could admit that to herself, but it was surprising that such a small disagreement had pushed them into a fight. They had differed on much worse without going at it before and entering into such a primal state. It just seemed that Bianca was destined to be a villain in her life in one way or another like many of the other women Maggie had met over the last year. In fairness, Amber had started out as a total bitch too, but only one woman could make the switch between a mortal enemy and now loving girlfriend, and Amber had taken that role to Maggie’s delight and happiness.
Thinking further, Bianca wasn’t unlike Silvia, but at least the slutty bartender wasn’t interested in fucking over her job. Silvia only cared about proving which of them was the more dominant slut and doing downright disgusting sexual acts with each other. After a full year of engaging with the bartender and Maggie doubted they were close to an answer even after beating Silvia recently. She had yet to call on her sex slave because she knew Silvia wouldn’t take any orders if they went at it anyway. At least the next orgy at Silvia’s was around the corner, and Maggie had already secretly giddily accepted the personally written invitation.
The thought of her rivals made her wet, and she squeezed her legs thinking a bit more about Silvia’s hot body and their intense humiliating matches. But she wouldn’t risk meeting her slut rival in this state, tonight and Silvia wasn’t around anyway. The orgy would be more exciting.
That train of thought led her to think about her other rivals and friends as her body screamed for a sexfight. She ran through them like an organized list. Her enemy turned best friend Isabella, who Maggie had to admit was now going even with her in their play sexfights.
At least it wasn’t just her, because Amber had admitted to her that Marissa was also very improved, besting her girlfriend in their blonde-on-blonde fights. Marissa, the blond brat, who Maggie knew was around, but they still weren’t on speaking terms. At some point, she and Marissa would have to talk, and by talk, it meant getting locked in a room and figuring out their miscommunication…somehow.
“Ugh.” Maggie moaned as she stopped at a red light. She wanted to have another fight, tonight, if possible, but there were no options. The other band girls were with Amber, and she didn’t know Natalie or that Riley girl well enough. There was the wild card, a girl named Teagan, a chef Maggie had met at the Gala. They texted on and off, but Maggie had never been able to confirm if they both played the game they alluded to. She was almost 100% confident the woman did, but just texting her for a fight, or a fuck was beyond what she would do, especially in her current relationship with Amber. If she was going to fight a random woman, she barely knew, she needed a damn good reason.
Maggie got home, her body on edge and only the email idea left for her library. With her girlfriend, her friends, and even her hated rivals out of town for the foreseeable future, it was going to be an especially sexually frustrating night alone.
End of Part 1
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I enjoyed writing a good ol fashion titfight. I might want to do more of those. So, new strategy, instead of finishing one story fully and posting it, i’ma just post random parts of stories i finish and see what I fancy. Prob a terrible idea but idgaf. Next part will prob be darkness reborn part 2 or sorority games part 1, or maybe this part 2. Or my next solo story like small town struggle. I don’t know lol. Fun to be back with Maggie and giving her a different motivation than her trying to get/keep a girlfriend from the last few stories. Hope you all enjoyed. The main fight upcoming in this story has been one i was planning on doing years ago, back when I first wrote Quiet Affair. Excited to see if it’s as fun as i thought it could be back then.
Alight, well let me know if yall enjoyed it if you did. Thanks as always.