( Hi All, as a result of my break from here my older stories were lost, someone suggested i repost so here is one of them)
The Nannies
The Stire family was very well off, living in the upper west side of Park ave. They have been married for a few years now and Mr. Stire was the head of surgery for a local Hospital. His wife Gwen hated the hours he had to keep, but was able to bear it with the lavish life style. After having a baby Gwen wasn’t about to be tied to a stroller or the home, so she demanded her husband find them a Nanny.
After several interviews the her husband came across a woman who had only 1 reference. Most wouldn’t think of looking for such a job with one but this woman was different and as Dr. Stire inquired why only one, she simply smiled her pretty smile and purred to him, “That should speak volumes to you sir, it tells you i am so good I was with the same employer till the child was old enough I was not needed”. Dr. Stire was frozen to say any response after all that was a damn good point, but there was also the fact this particular Nanny was gorgeous.
Donna was a 30 year old woman, her thick silky wavy blood red hair was like a mink as it wrapped over her shoulders and framed her face. With high round cheek bones and full lips and almond shaped eyes of light green, her long neck was strong and she was obviously a gym girl as she was tone and yet curvy. She had perfect posture which enhanced her full round heavy breasts which were a full firm 36E, her nipples were dark pink and her breasts had a near perfect round shape . Her body was like the lines of an exotic car that was broad at the breast line and slowly curve in tighter to her waist and out again at her full hips, her long legs were like steel, The good Dr. couldn’t help but scan all and every inch of the redheads 5’9” 148 lbs., 36E-30-38 body his pen tapping his lip as he imagined taking this gorgeous creature. As the interview went on, Donna made sure to mention that she was a Mom, and though her heart was heavy over the divorce and losing custody she missed the joy of nursing her baby and her last employers baby and she would be happy to do it again if need be.
Dr. Stire nearly fell over as he learned this busty creature was laden with milk, and as she smiled ever so innocently at him at the reveal all he pictured was getting his own lips around her thick nipples. If not for the sudden call, the good Dr. may have very well had tried to entice her right there.
As he hung up the phone and started to end the interview Donna stood up and eased toward him, her long fingers with pointy finger nails ran on his soft hands, he looked up and in an awkward manner asked “what are you doing?”. Slowly Donna bent forward at her waist and placed her hands on each of the seats arm rests, her low cut dress allowed her veiny breasts to swell out at him, their round full white mass seem to grow , as the veins darkened as if surfacing more.
As Donna took a slow breath in her breasts strained for room, her tongue licked her lips as she purred, “I am a full service nanny Dr. and i give my employer my all” as her fingers ran between her cleavage Dr. Stire was so hard he nearly blew out of his slacks.
Donna smiled and straightened her figure and as she headed out looked back, “When can I expect a call ?”.
After a quick stammer Dr. Stire simply said “let me check with your former employer and if alls good by Friday”, Donna smiled, “Fine, just don’t make me wait to long for it” and she winked her good bye as she left.
Dr. Stire watched the long legged red heads stride and it was as flawless as her body, no sway or excessive bounce in those amazing breasts and her legs were columns of sinewy flesh with each step, as the front door shuts the good Dr. is awoken from the trance by his wife asking who that was.
Dr. Stire licks his dry lips , “ahhh oh i think i found our new Nanny just gotta call her former employer”, his wife with a slight dislike tone, “She has 1 reference?”.
The Dr. turns to his wife, “Must be that good she only had one the entire time”, the fact made his wife quiet cause it was rare for a Nanny to leave or quit and if she wasn’t fired she had to be good, but his wife wasn’t happy that the new Nanny was so busty and fit, she new her husband well and new it was going to be an issue.
A week later and Dr. Stride called Donna and not only hired her but bumped her pay to entice her more. Donna was thrilled and moved in that Friday, while Mrs. Stride eyed her he had to admit that Donna knew her job, minutes after setting up her room she had the baby bathed and changed and was ready to take him to the park in a stroller for air.
Mrs. Stride didn’t know what to do with the sudden abundant free time, so she hit the gym , the other upscale mothers were shocked to see her and asked how she managed it.
Mrs. Stride grinned, “We hired a Nanny” everyone was a bit stunned cause the circle of known Nannies was a close one and the better ones were scooped up and secure in their jobs. They asked who she got and when she told them and the background check they all were jealous A Nanny that good should cost triple what they got her for, Mrs. Stride secretly knew and wondered it herself but with a high recommendation she didn’t dwell on it.
While that went on Donna entered the park and instantly the group of Nannies turned and eyed her up wondering who she was. They knew she was not the babies Mother by the fact it was mid morning and all the Mothers were at gym’s or with their lovers or working.
Donna swaggered along and instead of attempting to make friends or become part of the click , she just smiled nodded and purred “ladies” as she walked by.
The other Nannies were older and most weren’t as busty or fit and they all noticed she was busty. Donna sat using her tablet and rocking the stroller with her heel they picked up on how flawless this Nanny handled multiple tasks as if second nature and it raised eyebrows for sure, that is till Rosa was seen walking in the park.
Rosa was a known nanny in the group, she was also the sexiest and probably the only one who would give the new girl a run for her money in looks and ability with kids.
Rosa was on the quiet side mostly cause she was here illegally and knew as long as her employer family enjoyed her work, she was able to stay and make great money.
But Rosa had a jealous side, a streak really she wasn’t a fan of other women especially white women who she felt were given more opportunities.
Rosa was 39 and stood 5’8” and a 150lbs. her olive tan skin was silky smooth and her body was a sexy 36F- 32-40 she was more curvy than Donna and it was stacked well on her. Her black hair was short but long on top and thick, her deep chestnut eyes were like dark pools. Rosa wasn’t one to be shy about her bountiful figure and she often showed up wearing skin tight tops or low cut ones, she told the others it was to nurse the baby she cared for but they all knew it was to flaunt.
Rosa gave the click of Nannies her normal don’t test me glare as she walked by them.
She sat and she noticed Donna , her eyes slowly scanned the red head from head to toe and her eyes widened as did her broad nostrils at the woman’s busty figure. When Donna noticed ,she didn’t make any attempt to act shy. She stared back, in fact she scanned Rosa as detailed, both locked eyes a minute then attended to their duties, but rest assure the entire time which was hours they made a point to stare and show the other what they were looking at.
The tension became obvious day after day as each woman wore the most revealing outfits for the other.
The Family Rosa worked for were no strangers in town, in fact their lives were similar to the Stride’s. Mr. and Mrs. Birch were well off Mr. Birch was the head of Surgery at another area Hospital, and yes the 2 Dr.’s knew each other and got along pretty well but their wives despise each other.
The typical, “i need what she has but better “ types. So when Mrs. Birched learned of the new Nanny the Strides had she was instantly on her husband to find someone as young and recommended, Mr. Birch however not only paid the bills and liked Rosa, he was secretly fucking her and one thing Dr. Birch could do was hold a secret and had the ultimate poker face. So his orders to find a new Nanny were not followed with zest, it wasn’t till 2 weeks went by that things became interesting at least for the two Dr.’s.
One Saturday while on the golf course together, over a cigar and brandy at the club house, both Dr.’s compared notes about their nanny situation. Dr. Stride knew full well about Rosa, he often hit on her at parties but Rosa had her employer in her pocket, but when Dr. Stride stopped asking about her, Dr. Birch became curious, “So I hear you invested in a Nanny of your own , hows that going?”.
Dr. Stride smiled and tilted his head back and puffed a set of smoke rings , “let me tell you bud , its heaven she does everything and to make it better she is hot and i got her half what your paying”, Dr. Birch sat up, “you What?”!
Dr. Stride opened his phone and showed his friend a picture of Donna in a very low cut top and skirt with the baby at the lake house. Dr. Birch nearly coughed on his cigar, “Holy Shit you weren’t kidding”, the guys compared notes and teased each other about having an affair with the Nannies. Both let their secret fall as they told other about their Nanny and how wild in bed they were and more over their firm full breasts.
So your wondering how a turn of their luck ran out i bet, well its an old tale of dipping in the company ink. As they say, the Dr.’s became so obsessed sharing the pictures that it wasn’t long the Nannies caught on Of course it didn’t help that anytime they were alone with them both Dr.’s were fondling in a way that was more comparison then pleasure. And when use of the wrong name spilled out , both Nannies got a little pissed off, they were already sharing the Dr.’s with their stuffy wives but now another Nanny in the mix had them furious.
To make things worse the wives were no idiots, they knew their men had a taste for busty younger women and though they hated it, it became routine as long as it wasn’t seen or in the house , besides these women were no angels with their 25 year old pool boys .
But things were set on a collision course when the two families decided a weekend in the mountains would be a great mini vacation. Naturally the Nannies were to be brought along, once at the cabin retreat on a lake, the families started to enjoy the sun and drinks and pool and lake.
The Dr.’s took a boat out to fish and left their cell phones on the counter of the kitchen, it was Donna who saw a message flash on her bosses phone. She opened the cell land the last thing that was open was the picture gallery and there was a picture of Rosa.
Donna was furious and jealous as Rosa though older was not only bust and curvy but sexy. Donna also saw a message that read “Hey if you ever wanna switch Nannies I will pay the difference, or maybe just take them both ”, Donna saw there was no reply but she was worried, would Dr. Stride really consider it?
She knew his wife might jump at the offer to one up the snobby Mrs. Birch and take her Nanny away. Donna heard a noise and quickly put the cell phone down and acted as if she was rinsing her hands , when she turned and went to pick the baby up from the stroller she saw a set of heels round the corner then followed the long legs up to wide round hips, then the veiny swelling cleavage . It was Rosa, her hand on her hip as she got a deep look into Donna’s top as she bent forward, it made her inhale as they locked eyes.
Donna stood up and arched as they glared then to show no fear pushed the stroller by Rosa and as she passed her bumped her chest lightly across the spanish nannies.
Each inhaled at the feel of the other and they knew their was going to be a showdown, Rosa, after Donna went outside watched from the window then she lifted her lover’s/employers phone to leave a secret message. As she did, she read the message from Dr. Stride, “Hey maybe i will take Rosa from you , i know your wife wants her gone , hear she is pushing the issue”.
Rosa’s broad nostrils flair at what she read, as she glared at the 3 white women or witches as she called them. She knew this new Nanny had the body to compete with hers, Rosa decided it was time to make a move without being the one to cause it.
As she stared out the window and watched the new nanny walk about, she couldn’t help deny she was a sexy woman. She even noticed how her employer looked at her curvy body and swelling bust. She watched as the two Dr.’s wives accepted it, and she felt her thick nipples start to stiffen.
Rosa whispered to herself curses regarding the nanny, her fingers softly pinched at the thin top covering them as she breathed in a deep curled lip glare. She was snapped from the daze as the baby she took care of started to cry, Rosa frustrated pushed his stroller to the sitting room and scooped him up. As she set the towel out and opened her top, she gently rocked in the rocker humming, unaware anyone was watching. That is till Donna softly cleared her throat and eased in the room she sat opposite Rosa and started to undo her top as she cradled the baby she rocked, the two Nannies stared in silence.
As they stared at the other and parted their blouse tops more, each woman’s fingers undid her nursing bras cup. Rosa exposed her full areola dark brownish pink with a thick darker stiff broad nipple, her thumb nail and index nail teased the tip, then pinched it and stretched it outward letting it go, to snap back to attention.
Her full red lips sneered as she pressed it near the babies lips, Donna simply did the same with her bra flap and exposed her areola a dark pink and thick nipple a near roan pink color. Every bit as stiff, she rolled her nail around it and pulled so it to snapped back to attention. Her full lips smirk back as she sees her baby has fallen asleep Donna eases him back in the stroller, she then sits back and without attempting to cover opens her top more and opens the other bra flap exposing the other nipple to Rosa.
Donna smiles as she strokes her nipples and purrs, “maybe he needs a stiffer nipple to nurse on”. Rosa already jealous feels her blood boil, and eases the other baby down then exposes both her nipples. The Nannies glare working their nipples stiffer till they ache deep, Rosa purrs softly, “He has the bigger thicker and stiffer nipples “, Donna breaths in, “Not compared to mine he doesn’t”, Rosa breathes in , “care to prove it?”.
With that Rosa stands up her thick nipples out like spikes her broad dark aureolas swelled, her top still tucked in her skirt as she glares at Donna. Slowly with out a word Donna stands and looks as impressive with her lighter pink nipples and aureolas out, as she simply coos, ‘love to”.
Both women step from the strollers and seats and stand facing the other. With shoulders back their proud chests out in bras as nipples are exposed from the flaps, Rosa lets her eyes dart from the red heads nipples to her own, gauging the woman standing in front of her.
Donna does the same without a word said, then as they look up into the others eyes again there is a tension as they can see the other fees it as well. Then as they looked in others eyes, Rosa eases her upper body to Donna’s , the motions almost unseen if not for them growing closer.
Then through a whisper between them Donna’s lips part a bit as a huff is heard as Rosa pushes her nipples to the redhead’s, hearing the reaction she whispers through her lips, “i’ll invert you”.
Donna breathes in “uunnn mmm you think you can match mine” ? Then presses back into the raven haired woman’s nipples with a rub and press.
Rosa breathes in “uwww”, as Donna flicks off they separate a second, each glares then Rosa seeing the redhead can handle herself puts her hands on her hair and huffs , “fight my nipples”.
Donna does the same with her hands then nods , “love to”, both stare breathing fuller then Rosa with a cold glare starts to rub her stiff nipples into Donna’s as the 2 sets of nubs roll ,press and roll over the others the 2 women breath a bit heavier at the feeling.
Donna smirks as she dabs her nipples at Rosa’s and then avoids her new rivals nipples. She then dabs her tips at the aureolas of the Spanish woman’s, Rosa purses her lips with a heavy breath , “Ohhh”, Donna then drags in pulling the aureolas.
Rosa flicks her nipples across the redheads and manages to bully them off her aureolas and makes Donna react, “uuuhhh mmfff ”, hearing the redhead Rosa steps at her and starts to flick her nipples faster at the redheads, “nmmf nmmff cmon”, she purrs.
Donna breathes in and out, “nmmff mmff ohh sss”, slowly their high heels guide the two in a step for step circle. Donna starts to show signs of Rosa’s nipples making hers feel the effects. Suddenly Rosa stabs her nipples at Donna’s aureolas as the broad dark tips spear the puffy aureolas, Donna’s face widens with her eyes and mouth in shock , “MFF you ohhhh bitch”. Rosa presses the advantage, “uuhn mmff mff cmon bitch”.
Donna starts to pant now, the mix feeling of erotic and pain aching deep in her has her easing back. Rosa presses the attack, their textured rubber like nipples bend and stab out, but Rosa’s seem to engorge more as Donna’s are being flicked easier.
Rosa steps in again and eases her broad tips along the redheads shafts as she stares in her eyes then her nipples dimple the base of each of Donna’s nipple bases. Slowly Rosa presses in more, and Donna can only react, “ohhh uhhhnn uughh uhnnmmff bitch “.
The redheads eyes widen, her lips dry as she breathes as if being crushed, her face winces a bit as the stiff nipples are forced to aim down as the broader darker tips slowly sink into her aureolas.
Donna looks down as she sees her stiff shafts are rigid but her tips are being forced to aim down, they press on the dark shafts of her rivals but Rosa is emotionless as she steps into the redhead and starts to pump lightly, her deep sultry voice, “I am going to hurt your nipples”.
Donna starts to feel a fear she never has as Rosa steps closer and starts to press deeper, “uuwww uuhnn you bitch back off”.
Donna is slowly back pedaling when she feels a wall at her back stopping her abruptly, her body arches as Rosa now sinks her thick nipples in more. The base of Donnas nipples are being swallowed inward and her nipples point lower. Rosa then pulls free and stabs her tips into Donnas tips, slowly Rosa rocks her shoulders and watches as Donnas shafts bulge and start to coil back.
Donna is breathing deep and heavy as Rosa presses, Donna pushes at her arms, “Get off Bitch”, but Rosa takes her rivals wrists and pins them back high on the wall, and starts to continue the pin, Donna turns her head “Aahhhh uummfff bitch”.
Rosa is about to drive in when the back door slams and they hear a woman call out, ‘Rosa everything ok?”. Heels are heard approaching, then as the Nannies bosses wives round the corner Rosa pulls off and both glare as the wives smile, ‘’
Everything ok ladies?”, Rosa glares as Donna who is panting purrs, “fine for now”. Both wives nudge the other, “please ladies by all means go on don’t let us stop your ..chat”.
Rosa glares into Donna’s eyes as she reopens her top daring the redhead, Donna pulls on her nipples wanting them fully stiff again as she stares back.
Donna unsure she should take on the Spanish Nanny after being in, trouble tries to think of a reply to get out of it. But before she can the babies start to whine and Donna exhales a breath of relief, she scoops up the baby and walks out to feed him.
Rosa stays and openly stares at Donna’s boss as she feeds the other baby, making her observe the full veiny breast and stiff nipple, both wives step out and once outside as their men discuss another golf outing.
Mrs. Stride who always felt she had to compete with Mrs. Birch sipped a drink when the idea shot through her mind, “Your Nanny back there has an impressive bust”, Mrs. Birch who hates the fact she does and more it is being pointed out to her smiles with a dislike on the topic.
“That she does and as much as i hate how she flaunts it, she is one hell of a care giver”.
Mrs. Stride softly says ,“Oh I know what you mean Donna’s great as well, but with her chest always on display it gets a bit distracting”, she nods at the husbands to Mrs. Birch ,who inhales as she can’t deny it. But Mrs. Stride can’t either, their Doctor husbands while discussing when to play more golf, steal a glimpse of where the nannies are.
Mrs. Birch looks in her glass then at the men chatting and laughing, “I wonder if there was a way we could put either in her place without effecting the care”?
Mrs. Stride smirks, “I am glad you ask, lets not pretend like we didn’t just catch that little conflict in there”.
Mrs. Birch smirks, “I hate to say it but it was erotic as it was intense looking, and my Rosa seemed to have your Donna was it? in trouble”, she sneers with delight at Stride.
Mrs. Stride swallows “Well lets not judge by the brief moment as much as the fact your Rosa was breathing heavy and seemed a bit flush , who knows what we didn’t see, she may have been on the ropes as they say” .
Both women take a longer sip as they stare out at the scene ahead then Mrs. Birch stirs her drinks ice cubes with her index fingers red talon, “You know dear since we met you and I seem to have had our own well silent competition going ,always one up on other”.
Mrs. Stride taps her index fingers red talon on her glass rim, ‘I wouldn’t say it has been competitive but more jealousy whats your point?”. Mrs. Birch turns and stares at her , ‘“Oh please honey, lets not sugar coat this hmm? you hate what i have and I hate what you have in fact straight to the point , I hate you”.
Mrs. Stride tilts her head as she can’t help but grin that the truth has been set free, ‘Well honey as long as we are being honest, I despise you, and frankly If letting Donna face your cheap illegal would take her and you down a notch I say why not”.
Mrs. Birch looks the other woman up and down then finally lets more of the cat out of the bag, “Well I will admit that sounds like a grand idea, but I was hoping you wouldn’t need your nanny to fight your battles as it were”.
Mrs. Stride straightens her figure, ‘“Oh I see, well then if your referring to the two of us by all means let us discuss a place and time, I have to say not a day has passed i haven’t thought of ripping that hairdo out for you”.
Mrs. Birch inhales and steps to Mrs. Stride her moist red talon out of the glass points into Mrs. Strides upper chest, “Oh I haven’t either, but be careful what you wish for darling it just might be you that ends up declawed”. She swallows her drink and rolls her tongue in her mouth, Mrs. Stride swallows hers and cocks her hip, “Your funny, but rest assure the second we have the open opportunity to test the other i am game ..honey” then she scrapes her red talon on Mrs. birch’s upper chest, as she swaggers by her, she bumps hips and hisses, “Anytime your ready Bitch”.
Mrs. Stride head high swaggers off into the house as Mrs. Birch turns and glares at her from the rear. She inhales knowing she just sparked a war she can’t back out of, as she hisses under her breath, “That makes two of us you Bitch that makes two of us”.
Just then as her husband calls to her she smiles her fake smile and walks in the house with him, when Dr. Stride inquires where his wife is, Mrs. Birch smiles, “I believe she’s hiding in her room”.
Dr. Stride looks at her with a questioning look then finds his wife, “there you are, Mrs. Birch said you were hiding you ok?”, Mrs. Stride tenses up as she growls to herself (that cxnt), then turns to her husband, “Hiding ? Me? please dear I haven’t played games in years , no if i wasn’t tired of games I would be out there, Donna was feeding the baby just looked in to see if all was ok, unlike her i care what our nanny does” she smiles a reassuring grin.
Dr. Stride goes to the living room to start the fireplace and Dr. Birch gets some wine on ice, both men go out back to grill the fish they caught.
As they grill both men can feel somethings up, inside Mrs. Stride goes to Donna and as she whispers while the baby sleeps, “So Donna that little ..chat you and her maid had , did you get to at least make your point?”, Donna turns inhales, “No I didn’t the chat as you say wasn’t going my way”, Mrs. Stride stares and with pure confidence purrs, “Well Dear you have my full support if you would like to get your point across”.
Donna’s eyes light up, “Do I now?, and where could i get to the point that both husbands wouldn’t interfere? “, Mrs. Stride with a sly grin, ‘You let her and I worry about that, just make sure your ready”.
Mrs. Stride swaggers out and sees Mrs. Birch they both slow their walk and head toward the other, Mrs. Stride smiles, ‘I just had a word with our Nanny, she would like to have another chat with your Nanny and this time no worries of getting caught, can you convince your husband to disappear long enough?”. Mrs. Birch smiles, ‘Of course I can, and who knows maybe after you and i can chat a bit”. Mrs. Stride as she heads toward the living room bumps her shoulder to Mrs. Birch, and hisses” oh you and i will by the end of this trip count on it”.
Mrs. Birch steps in the spare room and sees Rosa though they never liked each other for the obvious reason Rosa had the body to match the strides nanny. Mrs. Birch inhales, “So Rosa I hear you and that other Nanny have something to finish is that right?”, Rosa looks up and in her broken english, “Yes its true but I don’t want to be sent back to my country for losing”.
Mrs. Birch smiles as she knows that was the only card she had over Rosa’s head, she assures Rosa that won’t happen but tells her , ‘’win or lose you can stay, but are you sure you could show your face again at the park if she wins?”. Rosa stands and caresses her big veiny breasts making Mrs. Birch swallow, ‘I’ll make her never show her face again”.
Mrs. Birch smiles and eases out, she takes a long breath as she knows if Rosa loses and her husband learns of it, it might drive him from her. She swaggers in the living room as her and Mrs. Stride glare she nods and says “She would love to”, the 2 couples sit and sip wine as they eat the fresh catch , all the while the wives glare their hate for the other.
Their husbands discuss a day of hunting, Mrs. Stride jumps in, ‘Honey you should go , you work so hard and never fully enjoy yourself, take the day and go hunting”, Dr. Stride a big smile, ‘You don’t mind?”, she smiles “Not at all”.
Dr. Birch looks at his wife, “Well he can’t go alone , have fun”, after dinner the husbands pack some hiking gear and clean their guns and hit the bed early, mean while Mrs. Birch and Mrs. Stride sit near the fire sipping wine. Mrs. Birch as she feels the warm red wine fill her torso as she swallows breathes out slow savoring the after taste, her lips purse a bit, “I will hand it to you that quick suggestion letting them go tomorrow so the days open”.
Mrs. Stride licks her lips from having swallowed her red wine, “i thought so as well, just glad you were able to catch on and not ruin the idea”.
Both women stare as they pour more, Mrs. Birch gently sloshes her wine in her glass , “you know after this little issue between our nannies is settled, you and i can talk anytime you like”.
Mrs. Stride sniffs the aroma of her second glass , her eyes locked on the other woman, she sips then replies, “i know, its all part of the plan ..honey”. Their eyes lock as each knows a simple word like “honey” used correctly may as well have been said as it was meant, “Bitch”.
Mrs. Birch after another sip tilts her chin up as she glares then with out a word her manicured nails run on her blouse, Mrs. Stride watches instead of a slight discomfort it becomes a growing jealous bitter feeling, as each button gets popped open by the glass like sheen finger nails. Slowly as each button parts more, exposing more chest till a white bra is in view. Then all 4 fingers come together and push the blouse opening it wider till the smooth shine of bra cups are exposed as her lips form her reply. “My Rosa will ruin your Nanny “, then her fingers gently trace her bra cups as Mrs. Stride watches the erotic display, slowly Mrs. Birch teases the edge of her right bra cup pulling at it as her full breast starts to swell up and over, till finally her stiff nipples springs out over the cup aimed at Mrs. Stride.
Without skipping a beat Mrs. Stride has already started to open her own blouse and as she sees the stiff pink nipple stand out she traces her own bra cup and then squeezes the contained flesh bulging it up and over the cups edge till her own nipple stands out aimed at Mrs. Birch.
They glare as Mrs. Stride purrs, “I am sure my Donna will send your nanny back across the border”, Mrs. Birch raises a brow at the other woman, “that will be determined tomorrow but there will still be one matter not settled”. As her index finger and thumb stroke her nipple, Mrs. Stride mimics the move “and that is?”, “Why you and i silly, i never liked you and being left alone well i wouldn’t mind getting at you”, Mrs . Stride strokes her nipple, “nmmm i see well i have to admit its been a desire of mine to get at you, care to have a taste now?”.
Mrs. Stride slowly licks her lips as her fingers pull gently on her stiff nipple, (Mrs. Stride is 5’7” 135lbs. a lovely 34D-29-38 black hair with silver grey highlights to her neckline), Mrs. Birch watches and strokes her nipple with a lusting lick of her lips back, Mrs. Birch ( 5’8” 140lbs a sexy 34D-30-38 and a silver blonde) both in early 40’s Mrs. Birch arches and slowly releases her nipple and reaches to Mrs. Strides and moves her hand away as Mrs. Stride willingly does Mrs. Birch purrs softly. “Careful honey once i get my claws in something i never let go”, as her fingers now trace around the other woman’s breast.
Mrs. Stride without a whisper does the same to Mrs. Birch’s breast then slowly each grabs on and starts to squeeze and roll the others breast. Mrs . Stride presses her breast at other woman’s hand, “that all you got ?”.
Mrs. Birch stares daggers in her rivals eyes and squeezes deeper into the fleshy breasts, as she does her own lips part as Mrs. Stride squeezes and twists her breasts in return, “careful Mrs. Stride your playing with fire”. Mrs. Stride smirks, “and your toying with the Devil herself honey”,
The quiet night and even quitter room slowly came alive as both women threw their social status out the window and took over where the two nannies left off. Their fingers squeezed deeply in flesh as nails pulled at breasts, their stiff nipples were tugged on and pinned back. They swallowed their cries so not to alert their husbands and to refuse the other her due for causing pain.
Slowly however both press towards the other and go to their knees on the sofa, they nearly touch noses as they grunt and breath heavier. Their eyes well up as their fingers dig, squeeze and pull at the others breasts.
Each starts to turn her head to hide the facial reaction, as they do they slowly wobble on the cushions till finally they both roll off and hit the floor with a thud. Instantly they roll and scissor their legs, they pull and squeeze deeper at others breasts, faces red now as sweat makes their faces glisten.
Mrs. Birch rolls on top and growls at her rivals face, “let go you Bitch or i’ll tear your tits off”, Mrs. Stride always playing catch up with her rival glares up and spits at her , “try it Bitch i’ll carve your tits up”.
They roll and soon as the fight goes on they squeal and grunt louder till they hear the door of a bedroom open. Both women kick and shove the other away and they retrieve their tops , breathing heavy as they glare hate, Dr. Stride walks by “babe its late” she glares at Mrs. Birch and whispers, ‘’after the nannies you and me bitch”, “coming babe” as she turns Mrs. Birch huffs “count on it Bitch”.
Mrs. Stride saunters off her blouse open , she sees Donna and they stare a moment then she hisses to her, with her pointy finger nail at her face, “tomorrow you and your tits better destroy that wet back bitch”, then she enters her bedroom. Donna a little put off smirks knowing she will be allowed to face Rosa freely.
Mrs. Birch goes to the kitchen and has a drink as she catches her breath her breasts red and aching she sees Rosa walk in who just eyes her then purrs, “late night chat Mrs. Birch?” and smiles.
Mrs. birch arches on the counter, “Rosa do you like your job?”, Rosa knows her boss wants something each time she threatens her job to get her way.
“Yes i do Ma’am why?”, Mrs. Birch stands tall, “Sometime tomorrow you and that whores nanny will finish your little chat we saw, if you don’t i’ll let you go”, Rosa inhales “what if i lose?”, Mrs. Birch shuts the light , “Well I suggest you Win”, and walks to bed, Rosa curses her silently then heads to bed.
The next morning before the sun crested the mountains, Mr. Birch and Mr. Stride get up and walk out of the cabin, all 4 women softly sleep till 9 a.m. The smell of coffee wakes them all, each Nanny walks in the kitchen wearing a robe, both Mrs. Stride and Mrs. Birch have a bra on as their little duel was still aching and sore in their breasts.
Both had capri jeans and tank tops on, as they sipped their coffee in silence the two nannies placed their elbows on the table , their large breasts bulged together in the partly opened robes with neither wearing a bra. As they already nursed the children and put them down for morning nap, their eyes stare deep into the others, their full lips purse as they blow the steam rising from the cups and sip.
Rosa’s thick aureolas and nipples start to tent and peak from her robe as Donna sees them Rosa smirks.
Mrs. Stride sees it as well and softly says aloud, “From the looks of it your Nanny is ready to get started shall we all step into the den?”. Donna stands up and her proud covered bust swells her robe apart till nearly exposed, as he glares at Rosa, ‘I am ready as well”.
Mrs . Stride stands up and her and Donna walk away into the den, Rosa stands and starts to follow as Mrs. Birch grabs her wrist and hisses “remember what I said Rosa beat her or you can pack your bags”.
Rosa pulls her wrist free and glares as she softly hisses in her bosses face, “when I finish this punta you and I will chat “ then walk into the den, Mrs. Birch swallows as she knows she has no friends here, she inhales and walks in the den as the two nannies stand across the room from other the baby monitors set up and Donna softly purrs, “tit to tit ,loser milked since we aren’t wearing bras”, Rosa smirks and nods yes.
Donna unties her robe and eases it off wearing a pink thong and her 36Fs sway out firm and heavy and solid, her nipples stiff while thick were no match to Rosa’s and she knew it.
Rosa peels off her robe wearing just a teal thong, her thick mound bulging as her 36Fs stand out with a bullet shape and almost look fake, the two Nannies scan each other now that they can freely see each other and slowly each starts to circle and move in.
As they close in Mrs. Stride purrs, “remember ladies fight till its decided cause we aren’t gonna stop it”, Rosa eyes glued to Donna, “you better not cry “, then she lifts her arms out and shimmies as her big Fs barely sway, “nmmm cmon punta Rosa is going to hurt your white tits”. Donna flexes her chest as her Fs lift and she smirks, “ready when you are “.
Rosa loses her smirk as they move in and the silent room is broken as a fleshy low meaty Clop is heard , the two nannies shove their tits against others, they stare and roll their big mass as nipples are swallowed and dark skin and light skin mold into one large mass.
Both breath a low sigh at the feel, for a few minutes the stance goes on as neither moves her foe , but their meaty breasts swell roll and push and reshape as they rub and grind.
They turn their faces a bit as eyes look between them, slowly the bare feet step them around as they start to breath heavier. “Cmon bitch no one to stop us now”, Donna huffs as Rosa rolls her shoulders feeling the big girl, “uuuhnn mm cmon then bitch Rosa wants to fight you”. Both inhale and Donna starts to prod and pump her tits into Rosa’s, maybe Rosa was firmer or maybe the bullet shape of her breasts help deflect the head on pushing, whatever it was Donna was soon breathing heavier and heavier as she tried to bring the fight to Rosa.
The meaty clops ring out more solid and frequent as both women start to huff with the contact, but Rosa sneers at her rival as she works at her heavy tits and taunts, “Cmon you bitch fight my tits already”.
Donna tells herself it is just her rivals way to get in her head, but as she shoves her breasts head onto the darker skin woman’s breasts the fleshy clap rings out and Donna sees no give in her rivals mass. Her mind screams (HOW) as her breath is a grunt, Donna bears in and grinds into her rival driving her breasts against the darker version facing her own, as she hisses, ‘Waiting on you Bitch”.
The two women bump, and bore into the other , slowly they step around each waiting for the misstep by other that will let them gain a seconds advantage, but as minutes pass the only thing different is their skin starts to glisten.
Both now add dragging, smearing, and bumping, their heavy meaty breasts start to get a red hue as goosebumps rise, and the thin veiny lines thicken. Their breasts start to sway a bit more and quake with each meeting, as gasps and panting give way to discomforted grimaces and swallowed grunts or yelps.
Mrs. Stride watches with envy and desire to see Donna win, but as she watches, slowly she can see and almost feel Rosa’s big tits start to wear the redhead down. Rosa starts to push and pump with aimed accuracy hitting every side of the redheaded nannies tits with her own, “cmon bitch, uuhnn mmff mff fight you punta mmfff”. Donna is starting to pant, “uuughh , uumff umff Bitch you bitch”, Mrs. Birch smirks, “get her Rosa hurt her tits”.
The two Nannies start to bump and rub and drag harder , firmer with more determination, Donna loses ground to her Spanish rival and Rosa doesn’t ease a bit as she stays close, following her rivals every step.
Donna circles and steps back Rosa gets frustrated and grabs her forearms and yanks the red head at her, “come here and fight bitch”. Donna’s body is pulled in like a rag doll, her head tilted back as her body is brought in, her big breasts sway till hit firmly with a fleshy SMACK and then smeared and pushed on her chest. Her lips purse as she feels her rivals darker breasts meet her own and start to push the round shape from them, her hands press up at Rosa’s chin and chest, “Get off my tits Bitch”.
But Rosa despite winning at the moment is not without fear as her darker skin breasts meet the more lighter skin breasts they are also losing shape and getting shoved about.
Both women pant , the wives who watch are on edge cheering them on, “Cmon Donna hurt that bitch make her cry”, “Rosa get her tits hurt her”. The two nannies jam, stab and drag their tits against the others, Donna is panting but now Rosa is huffing and panting harder, sweat forming as she slowly is starting to lose the advantage to Donna, “uuhnn mmff you Bitch fight me”, but Donna just bears down inward and goes at the busty Spanish nanny, “uughnnn problems Bitch hmm?”.
Both women are gasping now as the sweat has their bodies glisten and highlights the curves as sun shines in the room, the fight has been going close to an hour already.
Their bare feet shuffle on the wood floor as their gasps, and taunts and panting are smothered by flesh meeting and chants to fight harder. Rosa now feels her tits moved and her feet stagger her backwards, desperation sets in as she side steps to avoid a wall and Donna wrestles her back to it.
Rosa does the only instinctive thing she can, her hands open wide as her head tilts up and she spits at Donna , “you fucking punta” and her fingers stab into Donna’s hair and yank, Donna yelps but instantly pulls at Rosa’s black hair as they jam tit to tit.
Both women’s necks strain and flex as they try to refuse their heads being torn back, their large breasts swell together as nipples stab and become engulfed in the mass of dark and light skin.
Their thick legs bump and rub as feet stagger on the wood floor, suddenly as Donna starts to pull back on Rosa’s hair and forces her to look up, she emits a grunting howl of pain, “UUghhh Bitch” and is forced up on her toes.
Rosa snarls, her full lips curl back showing her white teeth and hisses, ‘Feel my tits you white Bitch hmm cmon”. Mrs .Stride looks on with a totally lost look as to what happened as Donna arches her back now and is red faced and tears well up.
Rosa nearly has the white nanny off the ground as her arms are around her and hands pull back on her hair .
What the wives watching don’t see , Rosa has jammed her heavy tits up under Donna’s and has shoved them up and back, the white veiny mass has over lapped itself as the dark veiny mass like a rolling pin, rolls out the softer undersides exposed to the fight.
Donna gasps a few times, her breath quick and short as she tries to build enough air to scream out, but Rosa is like a she devil as she grinds and can feel the damage she causes as she stares with a hateful grin at Donna’s face taunting her to fight,
“Cmon bitch who has the problem now bitch, cmon”.
Donna gasps as one hand pushes at Rosa’s shoulder and her other rips back on her black hair with stabbing yanks, “AAWWW Bitch Get Off my TITS!!”. But Rosa wants to punish the white girl , she thrusts against the exposed undersides and drags side to side, the alabaster skin turns red in seconds.
Donna’s nipples are pointing toward the ceiling as Rose hugs and jams her back against the wall , as she does Rosa in a throaty voice, “your nipples are weak as your tits hmm?”, then Rosa forces her head down and her thick red lips suck Donna’s right nipple in as she pulls hard on the now drowned thick nipple, her white teeth saw the shaft scraping it red, “nmmm nmmm Rosa’s going to hurt you Bitch” Rosa then stretches the trapped nipple as she clamps teeth on it, Donna head back frantically tugs Rosa’s hair pushes at her face and shoves to get free.
Mrs. Stride glares with fear, “Cmon Donna hit her get out of there”, Mrs. Birch a evil grin, “ah ah its a titfight fight bitch”
Donna now grabs Rosa’s face and pushes as her thighs slide up the Spanish woman’s body and wrap around her hips. Rosa is content thrusting her Fs into the pale undersides of Donna’s F’s as she gets Donna weeping.
Finally Donna unable to hold back the tears and pain has to let it out, her eyes well up then huge tears drip out and down her face, she shakes her head no as she cries and yells out , “PLEASE STOP I GIVE PLEASE MY TITS STOP!!”.
Rosa glaring in her rivals eyes smiles a evil smile as she enjoys her triumph, her bullet shape F’s pressed tight to the now red and slightly bruised undersides of Donna’s Fs as they are pinned up and back, her nipples still stiff as tears drop off her cheek on to her now burning aching breasts.
Slowly as Rosa kept Donna in her painful submission pose she continued a slow pumping and rolling motion, each pump and roll making Donna grunt and wince till suddenly milk sprayed from her nipples.
Donna turned her head in shame as her milk was forced free and coated Rosa’s brown breasts in white juice, Mrs. Birch smiles as evilly at the embarrassment Rosa forces on Donna, as Mrs. Stride stares mouth open as her maids broken.
Mrs . Birch finally seeing enough tells Rosa, “ok Rosa she’s done let go”, Rosa thrusts one last time then pulls away, arms up on hair as Donna staggers off the wall then drops on her knees, her hands cup her tits as she weeps.
Rosa struts in front of Donna her big brown F’s jostle proudly, her nipples stiff and thick, she struts around and finally steps in front of Donna grabs her hair yanks hard as Donna whimpers then spreads her thighs as she glares down “eat my pussy bitch”.
Donna hesitates only to get her scalp yanked harder then sinks her tongue in the Spanish woman’s pussy , Rosa arches and her head rolls back, “nmmm more bitch”.
Donna now grabs Rosas hamstrings and sticks her face in Rosa’s pussy working her like an expert as Rosa starts to shutter , “uuhnnn mmm yess uhnn yesss bitch ohhhh yess”, she releases Donna’s hair and massages her own tits as she screams an orgasm, “YESSS YESS nmmmm cumming bitch more”.
Donna finishes her and is pushed on her back as Rosa places her tits on Donna’s face and smears them , “nmmm yess feel my tits bitch”.
Mrs. Stride now upset demands Rosa leave Donna alone, but Mrs. Birch tells her to butt out its their fight, Mrs. Stride glares , “And what about us hmm?”, Mrs. Birch looks from the nannies, “oh feeling frisky kitten?”.
Mrs . Stride sneers, “how about a walk out back i’ll show you frisky”, and walks out
Mrs. Birch taps Rosa’s shoulders “mind the children Rosa when you finish off that bitch”,
then walks out back, both ladies in a simple pair of capri jeans, tank tops and barefoot, their nipples tent the tank tops as they circle about slow.
Mrs. Stride while having an evil stare inward is a bit worried , Mrs. Birch is and has always been a take what i want type and use to getting it.
Now she is going to fight her and knows Mrs. Birch wants this as much as she feels she does, but Mrs. Birch while is that type knows Stride has fought her way in life and is not a easy give up type she can see hunger in her eyes , its nearly noon as the two wives are alone out back, bare foot no one to stop it as they have always dreamed of meeting other this way.
They start to breath heavier, and the sounds of the lake and wilderness seem to become muffled, almost a dull ringing noise as they start to get closer, each woman can feel every hair on her body stand up, their nipples ache deep from being stiffer than ever before.
Each step is like the earth quaking under their feet despite the lightest step, slowly the breathing between that dissipates. The air can now be felt on others face, hands open and fingers splay wide crooked partly, nails shine fresh sealed acrylic, pupils narrow then a sudden silence.
The only sound is their own heartbeats pounding through their heads when suddenly like an explosion every noise is deafening as the women raised their hands and start to swing open slaps at others face.
Both women stand stepping around as one as they tilt heads up and back as they openly accept and swing open palms across others face and head. The yard now fills with grunts and flesh being smacked, as nature now hears a new call of the wild, “bitch, cxnt, whore “ amid the slapping ringing out.
Red faced and hand prints on cheeks as they swing harder , it is Mrs. Stride who after hitting Mrs. Birches hair grabs hold and yanks with a hatred heart felt and causes Mrs. Birch to stagger forward with her head down.
As she does Mrs. Stride has the sense to swing her slaps upward and continue hitting the open face of her rival, “bitch want more hmm cmon”, Mrs. Birch yells out , “AWWWWW cxnt , you bitch ohh owww”, Mrs. Birch is being spun by her hair and as she staggers to stay up another whipping yank on her scalp and she falls on her knees hard.
Mrs. Stride gets behind her and now digs her hand in deep till her nails scratch her rivals scalp as she hoists Mrs. Birch up by the hair. Mrs. Birches face is stretched up her eyes narrow as the pain in her scalp resinates to her feet, her hands reach up and claw at Mrs. Strides forearm as she pulls her rival up by the hair.
Her knee slams into Birches back as she pulls up , Birch digs her nails in the arms and draws blood, Mrs. Stride snarling lip frees one hand and stabs her nails in Birches chin and claws up over Birches face, the 4 red furrows glow as Birch screams, “AWWWW my face you Bitch!”.
Mrs. Stride is in a zone and her eyes have a glaze of emptiness to them, as Mrs. Birch cries in pain it pulls more evil from her and she whips Mrs. Birches head back hard then forward again.
Mrs. Birch is ripped about like a rag doll as she grunts and tears well up from pain, “AAAghh ohhh ughhh bitch owww let go cxnt”, as her jeans get small tears at the knees and grass stained.
Mrs. Birch’s face is a mask of agony, then she is shoved face first to the ground as Mrs. Stride pounces on her back, gasping now as the weight of her rival drops she is suddenly right back in trouble as Mrs. Stride grabs hair lifts her head up and back and starts to punch at her face, “Fucking Bitch cmon you Whore “.
Mrs. Birch cries out as her eyes shut , her lip sliced open , her nose bleeding as her left eye swells purple, the thud of fist to flesh is heard as are her screams.
Mrs. Birch covers her face blocking the fists and Mrs. Stride grabs her rivals shirt and yanks ,stretches and finally tears the left strap and back.
Angry that her rival is covering her face, using the hair again she sits atop her rival and with each vicious pull on the scalp stretches her rivals neck up and back up more till Mrs. Birch has to prop her hands under her, to ease the scalp rip as roots are snapped from it. At that opening Mrs. Stride delivers a quick volley of fists again before wrapping her arm around Mrs. Birches neck and pulling. With her head near her rivals ear she hisses, “Cmon bitch fight , don’t you want at me hmm?”, Mrs. Birch tries to pull at the arm at her neck while holding her upper body up, she squirms under her rival and slowly starts to buck.
Mrs. Stride makes the mistake of leaning forward enough her hips lift off her rivals back, Mrs. birch brings her knees up under her and bucks her hips, throwing Mrs. Stride over her on to her back.
Instantly Mrs. Birch swings her fist into Strides face and lands a few solid hits then stabs her nails in the thin tank top and tears it pulling it up over Mrs. Strides face. She digs her nails in Mrs. Strides breasts and drops her head to bite her right nipple.
Mrs . Stride screams ,”NOOOoo AWWWWW Bitch!!!”, Mrs. Stride in fear and pain instantly claws at her rivals face as she does her own mouth open feels the distinct round press of Mrs. Birches breast still in her tank top and latches her teeth in and bites down, Mrs. Birch winces as she clamps her teeth through a cry, “Awwww you Fucking Whore!!”.
Soon the women roll over the other and hands tear at scalps as they bite into others breast, tears run free as they yell and spit. The slow rolling gives way to squirming and thrashing as teeth sink in flesh deeper.
Both in great pain and want to be free, each yanks others hair and as they get to their sides they kick, and each woman without agreeing pushes free of the other as they spin along ground from other.
Both women get up and instantly they rub and check their breasts, both have purple teeth imprints and are bruising there.
Mrs. Stride tummy bellows as she breathes heavy, then lunges at Mrs. Birch who is stunned by the second attack.
They clash together and the fight is on again, Mrs. Stride quickly grabs her rivals top and tears it exposing her tits and torso, as Mrs. Birch tries to return the task she is met with a stabbing face palm as Mrs. Stride sets claws in and scratches down now.
Mrs. Birch turning her head every way to avoid being scared for life staggers back as she reaches out blindly to grab her rivals hair and starts to shake and snap her head by the hair hold, both women growl, snarl and curse as they stand tearing at each other, staggering about panting and red faced.
Mrs. Birch is panting hard, her head against Mrs. Strides as they grab others scalp and twist up hair and try to catch breath as they refuse to let go.
Mrs. Birch growls “whats wrong bitch hmm can’t take what you dish out ?”, Mrs. Stride huffing “oh anything you got cxnt i will take and give back, give now and i’ll be less a bitch “.
Mrs. Birch looks up gasping , “Fuck you Bitch”, then cries out a grunt and winces as Mrs. Stride sinks a fist to her tummy deep making her bend forward and cough out a gasp”CCAAAAA uughhhh”, she staggers back and Mrs. Stride taking hair again starts to slam a fist at her face and yank her by the hair, “cmon bitch hmm talk tough now fight you bitch”.
The stomach blow hurt and as she gets hit in the face and hair pulled Mrs. Birch can barely cover let alone defend herself. Suddenly she falls and hits the ground , Mrs. Stride lands on her again looking in her face she takes her by the hair and slams her head to the ground over and over snarling, “Fucking Bitch I Kill you”!!”.
Mrs. Birch eyes shut face red in agony and can’t scream till finally she does, “STOP OWW PLEASE I GIVE I GIVE BITCH STOP”!!!!, Mrs. Stride continues then feeling no fight releases her rivals head and spits in her face, she stands up and glares down at her broken rival.
Pushing her matted hair back and her top hanging half off, Mrs. Stride steps around her rival, reaches down and grabs a fistful of hair lifting her as she growls, “you and your fucking husband leave tonight bitch got it?”.
Mrs. Birch nods yes as she cries and pleads to stop, Stride shoves her head down then walks in the house, she walks by Donna and as she sees Rosa glares daggers, then softly says, “leave anything for me”?, Mrs. Stride stops looks back and sneers with hate, “you want whats left be my guest, if you thats all you can handle” then goes in the shower.
Rosa now in a skirt and a blouse still no bra has her blouse tied in a knot under her big f’s ,her nipples tent it excited at what she watched from the house.
She swaggers out to her employer, she looks down at her with a smirk as Mrs. Birch whimpers, slowly she helps her up and walks her back in the house, after a shower she has Rosa pack their things, she leaves a note for her husband that she and the baby weren’t feeling well and drove home.
Mrs. Stride stood on the porch and smiled as she left, when the husbands return both are aware something took place but no idea what. The Strides offer to take Mr. Birch home with them and drop him off, he calls his wife to see if they are ok and she softly says she’s fine but needed to be home.
They are all set to leave that Sunday and before doing so Donna eases into Dr. Birch’s room he turns and looks her up and down , “Everything ok Donna?”, Donna simply opens her blouse kneels at him and takes his cock out then titfucks him, as he cums on her she smiles and purrs, “Better than Rosa’s?”. He looks up as he caresses her breasts and moans “god yes uww”, Donna as she walks out turns “make sure you tell her stud”.
That Monday the families go back to their ritual lives, Mrs. Birch avoided her husband by going to bed early and spent the next few days doing the same and icing her face.
During the day she started to look semi normal enough to face him, while she healed Dr. Birch spent more time in his study then the bedroom.
Rosa after seeing he was alone more walks in the study and slowly strips off her top and hiked her skirt and straddled the good Dr.
As he handled her wondrous breasts, Rosa could tell something was off, she made him cum but it took longer than normal. She was upset and demanded to know what was wrong, Dr. Birch hesitated to say anything but as he looked in her eyes she knew, “Who is she?’.
Dr. Birch told Rosa to calm down then she guessed it, “that Punta nanny wasn’t it ?”, Dr. Birch unable to look Rosa in the eye just shrugged, it was all the confirmation she needed, she stormed out and to her room and paced angry and upset.
She beat that woman with her breasts it was enough she have never thought to try this, but she did, did she want another titfight , was she getting back at Rosa ?, what ever it was Rosa was not a game player and was going to corner Donna to let her know she went to far.
The next few days as Rosa knew Donna would be at the park, she made sure to dress with low cut enough tops to let Donna know she was ready, but as she saw her Donna was also wearing very daring tops as a challenge or more like a slap in the face.
Every nanny at the park saw and felt the tension, and the rumors flooded between them that these 2 women already tangled, as the click of Nannies cackle Rosa and Donna spend the next few days wearing the most revealing tops they can.
Back home Dr. Birch is still thinking of Donna and Rosa is working to hard to get his mind off her, finally Rosa takes it upon herself to push Donna, she leaves the park early one day and strolls by the Strides home.
She knows its risky if Mrs. Stride answers the door, but she rings the bell anyway, as she does Dr. Stride gets dropped off by a cab and sees Rosa at his front door. He smiles’Rosa right?” she smiles back and licks her lips, “yes”, “can I help you?”, Rosa runs her talons on his chest her other hand takes his hand and pulls it to her breast, she purrs in a sexy tone, ‘You want Rosas tits Dr. they are best”.
As Dr. Stride feels the round heavy firm breast he gets hard ,but then the door opens and Mrs. Stride stands with a deadly glare. ‘“Rosa are you lost dear?”, Rosa swallows and stammers a bit then to make it seem she knows nothing tells the couple. “Donna dropped the babies rattle and was returning it”.
Dr. Stride exhales and thanks her as he walks in the house ,Mrs. Stride hisses “Walk away honey or you will get what that whore got”, Rosa steps down and as she grips the stroller looks back, “Tell your nanny i was here “, Mrs. Stride glares daggers, “I will” and shuts her door.
She kisses her hubby and with a smile and a tone that means business whispers, ‘“I see you near that cxnt again I’ll tear your dick off” and walks in her room, as Donna returns she sees the rattle and as she passes, Mrs. Stride calls from her room to Donna.
Donna looks in as Mrs. Stride brushes her hair, “Donna that bitch Rosa was by today pretending that you lost the babies rattle, i know you didn’t she was pawing at my husband, handle it before i have to we clear?”, Donna inhales “yes ma’am”.
She has no choice her job at risk, her lover at risk and now her self respect after that titfight loss Donna has to face that woman the only way two cats can. The next morning Donna wears a sexy skirt black and a maroon blouse open to her red bra and lipstick hair back and heels.
She asks that Mrs. Stride meet her at the park to watch the baby in case her and Rosa decide to settle it there, Mrs. Stride agrees and joins Donna, they sit in the park on a bench and Mrs. Stride despite wanting Donna away from her husband wants her to send Rosa home broken more to that broken bitch Mrs. Birch.
As they sit Mrs. Stride purrs , “if this happens don’t come home if you lose”, Donna inhales she knows her employer means it, the other nannies see somethings about to happen, when they hear heels clicking and turn to see Rosa enter the park wearing a black skirt and a white blouse open to her red bra her big f’s a sexy firm jostle.
Rosa sees Donna and Mrs. Stride she inhales then sits on a different park bench, all the while her and Donna glare then Rosa nods, Mrs. Stride stands walks to her and whispers, “if your ready and willing i will watch the babies till its over , there is a clearing around the next turn “.
Rosa looks at her then Donna and finally says “i agree”, Mrs. Stride walks away to Donna leans over and tells her where to go then sits, Rosa stands wheels the stroller over and follows Donna, Mrs. Stride waits to see who will walk out first.
The other Nannies are a buzz as they see Rosa and Donna walk away alone and Mrs. Stride shoots them the (don’t think about it glare), the two nannies silently walk around a huge boulder and brush then through the grass to a line of trees then past them to a dry patch of dirt firmly compacted out of view.
Both see they are alone and hidden and separate as they stare, slowly without a word Rosa undoes her top Donna follows and they drop their blouses, bras tight an cups over fill with veiny mass as stiff nipples tent the cups each woman opens her hands as they glare and slowly start toward other.
Neither says a word , neither has to its going to be a fight they both want, as they get closer there is a thrust by both women into each other.
Their left hands savagely grab at hair and rip and yank as their right hands ball up and each fires her fist at others face.
The quiet area awakens with dense ring of flesh being hit, clacks, smacks, ring out amid grunts, both of their faces turn red as they pull the other around by her hair, then more blows are thrown and land the grunts and low growling grunts start, “Bitch”, “Whore”.
The nannies are panting as they yank hair and swing away, both start to sweat and are relentless as they want to hurt the other.
Cut lips bleed as eyes and cheeks swell and turn purple, like the last two times they tangled Rosa takes the lead as she sends a blow to Donna’s eye then using the hair hold whips Donna around by it and throws her to the dirt hard.
Donna coughs landing on her side and rolls on her tummy as Rosa pounces on her back and grabs under her chin and pulls back on her, bending Donna’s head back and stretching her neck and spine.
Donna yells out in a gurgle as she is bent back, Rosa smiles a vicious gleam as she looks down at the head of rival, ‘You can’t fight can you bitch?”.
She reaches over Donna and Rosa grabs at Donna’s bra between her cups and pulls till Donna’s big F’s are twisted and pulled back and up, red lines appear as the fleshy mass is crushed , “Cmon big tits give “.
Rosa hisses at her ear smiling as Donna’s mouth and lips bellow for air to say something, Rosa releases her hair, “You done Bitch hmm?’ Donna sucks in a deep breath and rears her head back a solid clack rings out as Rosa’s head pops back and blood erupts from her nose.
Stunned Rosa covers her face, tears well up making her vision blurred as Donna bucks and squirms and gets Rosa off her back.
Quickly Donna crawls to the hurt black haired woman and grabs her bra at the left strap, yanking it at her she stabs her nails and fingers around Rosa’s throat and chokes her.
Rosa’s head is now pitched back as the blood from her nose runs down her face and is swallowed, fear widens her eyes as she feels like she is drowning.
Donna tears her bra freeing the big girls breasts, but manages to wrap the bra around Rosa’s neck, Rosa coughing and spitting as she sucks in air is on all 4’s when Donna plants her knee on the raven woman’s spine and twists the bra so tight it becomes a thin elastic rope.
The underwires cutting into her soft neck, Rosa claws at the weapon as Donna pulls tighter and tighter arching her rivals spine down as her throats pulled up and back.
Rosa is panicked,she kicks her heel back catching Donna’s ankle and the threat is removed as Donna staggers hobbling, Rosa pulls her bra off her throat and drops it, her neck a thin red raw line as she is slow to get up.
Donna rises as her ankle bleeds the 2 women see each other and open their hands as they circle, Rosa’s big breasts sway heavy and slow as Donna’s left jostles from her torn cup, nipples steely hard as they bare their teeth, Rosa wiggles her taloned fingers as Donna widens hers.
As if planned the 2 women lunge at other and clash in the center with a fleshy smack, hands grab at others face and scratch and gouge at each other. Their big breasts mushroom together in a misshapen rolling motion as they stand straight against other and savagely tear at the other, grunts, gurgles and growling cries and threats echo between them, as they pull at each others face and red furrows appear.
Donna steps back a step, Rosa thrusts at her hands open to scratch at her rivals eyes, when suddenly Rosa spits out a scream, ‘BITCH.....AWWWWWAGHHHH” and as she stagers forward falls face first to the dirt ground.
Donna has managed to pull Rosa by her face and throw her forward as Rosa lands Donna pounces onto her bare back and shoves Rosa’s face against the dirt as her free hand pounds down into the side of her face and back of her head.
Donna’s fist making a clacking thud as hits random areas as she presses her weight on the hand pinning the raven haired woman’s face to the dirt grinding it in.
Rosa tries to cover her face but Donna locks her arms between her thighs and calves rendering them useless, now Donna has her rival at her mercy and the redhead shows none.
Donna sits up with her mighty F’s swaying out, back arched on top of Rosa’a back, her hands now methodically go to work on Rosa’s face as she has Rosa pinned and unable to fight back.
She cups her chin and bends Rosa back and up making her gurgle, ‘Like that Bitch hmm cmon fight me cxnt”, when she grows tired of that torture she then fires a fist freely and open into the Spanish woman’s face , instantly Rosa’s eye ,lips and cheek swell and bruise.
Then Donna decides to brand her, she sets her claws in Rosa’s jaw line and slowly claws up her face, “Nmm you like to scratch don’t you bitch hmm hows this cmon”, Donna gives a smile of evil joy as she has the maid screaming for help and mercy.
Rosa begs her to stop and when asked if she gives nods and gurgles a yes, Donna yanks at her chin and neck, then takes Rosa’s hair and shakes her head violently about getting another cry of help and plea to stop. Making her smile more Donna slams Rosa’s face on the ground by the hair, 4 times when she lifts her head again Rosa is barely awake and gasping , blood running from her lips and nose ,her right eye nearly swollen shut and deep claw marks dug in her face.
Donna admires her work as Rosa cries openly and stutters for it to stop, Donna slowly feeling content and vindicated rises enough that Rosa’s arms drop to her sides, then Donna still holding her rivals hair, pulls Rosa to her knees and then setting her crotch into the small of Rosa’s lower back wraps her arms around the Spanish woman and grabs hold of her big F breasts and starts to maul them.
Rosa her head dropping forward, tears flowing freely can only whimper at the pain as Donna squeezes, twists , pulls and claws till she feels and sees milk spray from the nipples.
Content she has broken the other Nanny, Donna issues a last warning, she stands up fully stretching Rosa’s breasts in her hands as she looks down and hiss’s, “Don’t come back here again Bitch or I will tear your tits off you GOT ME!!”.
Rosa on her knees suspended by her stretched out breasts nods and pleads, “YES YES OK OK YOU WIN PLEASE STOP “!!, Donna smiles holding her a second longer then rears back her right heeled foot and kicks Rosa in the mid section deep knocking the wind from her and letting her fall in the dirt.
Donna swaggers around her victim as she cries and then picks up her top and eases it back on watching the downed nanny writher in a fetal position, she places her heeled foot on Rosa’s top and grabs its collar and pulls up tearing it , then grinds her foot on it in the dirt , finally as she walks away Donna spits in Rosa’s hair and leaves.
Mrs. Stride sits gently rocking the strollers when she hears the clicking of heels and looks up to see Donna, there is no mistaking she was in a fight but smiling at her win, she takes the stroller and asks if Mrs. Stride is ready to go.
Mrs. Stride smiles and purrs, ‘We have a stop to make “ then takes the other stroller and her and Donna walk Mrs. Birch’s baby back to their home. Mrs. Stride waits at the bottom of the steps as Donna rings the bell, Mrs. Birch opens the door, “What do you two want and where is our nanny?”.
Mrs. Stride cocks her hip hands on her hips and purrs, “She is in a puddle of her own milk and tears and blood at the park and your baby is fine,ANYTHING ELSE?”. The two women glare and Mrs. Birch inhales swallowing her pride from losing, ‘NO thank you for looking after him” and she takes the baby inside, Donna and Mrs. Stride laugh and go their way.
Once home Mrs. Stride takes the baby and tells Donna to get cleaned up, then humming and smiling makes dinner, her husband comes home and she welcomes him at the door, as he wonders what is up Donna appears in the kitchen a bit marked up but otherwise fine, Mr. Stride asks what happened and Mrs. Stride with a pure bitch tone replies, “Your little tart maid here has been in a catfight while our baby was with her fire her now”.
Donna eyes wide blurts out “Bitch!” , Mr. Stride shoulders down has no choice and tells Donna, ‘I’m Sorry but you have to leave now”.
Donna tears running turns and packs her things as she is let out Mrs. Stride stands smiling holding her baby as Mr. Stride says , ‘Well i can find a new Nanny tomorrow” , Mrs. Stride rocking the baby as she waves at Donna good bye purrs, ‘No you won’t I will be taking charge of that”.
Two weeks later at the park Rosa is still bruised and looking terrible, her sexy confident swagger a slower slight hobbled look. As she and the other Nannies sit Mrs. Stride smiling strolls by with her stroller and winks at Rosa, she sits and and suddenly the police walk into the park, they approach Rosa and ask for her I.D.,
Rosa starts to cry and the police take her by the arm and take the baby and call Mrs. Birch to come get the baby, as she arrives Mrs. Stride is smiling and as she walks by with a grin and Mrs. Birch has a worried look about her a woman appears and stands by Mrs. Stride.
She is about 50 years old grey and black hair and average shape, she takes the stroller and Mrs. Stride purrs to Mrs. Birch, ‘Oh Honey I want you to meet our Nanny Anna, she comes highly recommended , where is your nanny dear or don’t you have one?”, Mrs. Birch glares hate as Mrs. Stride smiles and walks away and purrs to Anna ‘“ see you at home Anna”, Anna seeing the hate between them smiles, “My pleasure Ma’am”.
The other Nannies know Anna and gather about her and re welcome her to the click ,Mrs. Birch stands there holding the stroller wondering how her world turned so much as Mrs. Stride swaggers off smiling.
The End
