Stripper War
Rebecca sat expectantly in her hotel room. Wearing only black bra and panties, she smoldered. "That bitch, who does she think she is? Stealing my number at the last show and calling it her own. Damn blondes think they own the world but we'll see."
On the elevator, Lisa could barely contain herself. "Damn whore", she thought. "Thinks I stole her act when I created it myself. Come on elevator, let's move."
Finally, a sharp knock on the door. Rebecca swung it open and there stood Lisa, resplendent in a low-cut, form fitting, short-skirted blue dress.
"Come in, bitch" said Rebecca, "We've got a few things to discuss."
"Damn right we do and if anyone is bitch around here it's you." She roughly brushed against Lisa as she strode into the center of the room. "Here it is bitch, you and me and nothing but time." She stripped off her dress as she spoke revealing a fantastic body clothed in blue bra and panties. "You're a fucking thief and you're going to pay."
"I'm the thief? I'm the thief. That's my act and you know it. Rebecca strode purposefully toward Lisa as she spoke, taking in Lisa's full figure as she did so. Lisa was also checking out Rebecca, her large breasts showing incredible amounts of cleavage in her low cut black bra. Their breasts measured 40D and both were salivating at the thought of squeezing the other's mammaries.
Standing face to face only inches apart they glared at each other, wry smile at the corner of their lips. Each was convinced they could defeat the other. Both women were incredibly fit from dancing and working out. The heat between them could almost be felt.
Suddenly, Rebecca lashed out with a resounding slap to Lisa's face. Lisa's head snapped back and her face became red. She quickly returned an even harder slap to Rebecca's face. Then, all hell broke loose. Lunging at one another they tore at hair and bras and breasts. Grappling furiously, they stumbled about the apartment ripping and groaning and shouting threats at one another. Suddenly, two bras flew across the room as the women wanted a clear shot at the other’s breasts.
"You're going down, bitch" Rebecca spat.
"Not today, bitch" Lisa screamed as she tripped her rival causing both to fall on the couch and then to the floor. They scrambled furiously, pulling hair in a frenzy, rolling across the pink rug. At times, they simply tore at hair, Rebecca on top, breasts pressed together, nipple to nipple, glaring into each other’s eyes. Then, Lisa would be on top. Small beads of sweat began to appear on their foreheads as their struggle intensified. Lying side by side they took one handful of hair and one of breast. Squeezing as hard as they could, they twisted the breast of the other. Their faces, grimacing in pain, teeth clenched together, lips curled into a snarl, they battled. They were perfectly matched in strength and really had to work at rolling the other over to gain top position. Lisa finally straddled Rebecca and held her hands out to the side, incredibly beautiful breasts swinging just inches from Rebecca. Rebecca tried to bite them, but Lisa would swing away just in time. Lisa, partly to protect her breasts and partly to inflict punishment ground her massive chest into Rebecca. Rebecca strained upward and gave as good as she got. Nipples grew hard as they wrestled within the tit flesh. Lashing her leg upward, Rebecca managed to knock Lisa from her perch and onto the floor beside her. Coming apart only briefly, the furious femmes immediately locked up in a hard-yanking hair pull. Still pulling hair they struggled to their knees, breasts swaying violently. They pulled so hard that tears appeared, mixing with the sweat from their violent exertions. Still they tore at one another occasionally letting go with one hand and slapping their rival’s breasts and face. They began finally noticing each other’s breasts, so much alike, they might have been twins. Incredibly full and beautiful. Lisa started the breast battle by grasping Rebecca's left breast and twisting hard. Rebecca yelped and did likewise to Lisa. The pain was intense, but these two wildcats had barely begun their battle. On cue, both women grabbed each other’s breasts with both hands and squeezed mightily. They didn't wish to disfigure the other but to cause as much pain as possible. Their screams indicated pain was reaching high levels. Sometimes they would squeeze, other times twist and occasionally pinch each other’s nipples. After a particularly violent mutual nipple tug, they threw themselves at one another, breasts banging together as each tried to topple the other. Instead they rose unsteadily to their feet still plastered together as though they were one body with connected breasts. Lisa, trying a new tack, moved back slightly and slammed her chest into Rebecca causing their breasts to bulge up. Rebecca taking the challenge, slammed her chest into Lisa. With hands locked over their heads they repeatedly slammed their mammaries together. Finally, Lisa managed to push Rebecca against the wall and wedged her there momentarily. They continued thrusting their breasts at one another, nipples meeting and twisting together, causing ecstatic pain for both. Despite their strong dislike for each other, they were definitely getting turned on. But their desire to dish out pain was hardly over.
Rebecca, using the wall for leverage pushed hard and managed to get her back from the wall. They separated for a moment to catch their breath. Their huge, heaving breasts, covered in sweat were beginning to get quite red from all the punishment each had inflicted.
"If you know what's good for you, you'll quit now." Rebecca gasped.
Lisa, catching a quick breath blurted out, "Not until I've kicked your ass you redheaded slut", and with that she kicked Rebecca in the upper thigh. Rebecca recovered quickly and kicked out at Lisa. They somehow managed to grab each other by the hair and began kneeing each other aiming for the others pussy. Contorting madly, they managed to protect the area but the painful knee slams were taking their toll.
Lisa, turning quickly and grasping the back of Rebecca's neck managed to flip her onto the couch and just as suddenly leapt upon her. They were so evenly matched that neither could hold the other in one position long and they rolled violently off the couch. Crotch to crotch and breast to mammoth breast they wrestled furiously, grasping breasts and buttocks, slapping and pulling hair. They rolled to and fro, knocking down a small table. Rebecca finally managed to straddle Lisa and hold her down. They still slapped and pulled hair but Lisa was unable to extricate herself. She did manage a nasty two-handed tit pull and squeeze but still she was pinned.
Rebecca, a cruel smile at the corner of her lips said, "Now, how should we finish this?" And she leaned down pressing her breasts into those of her rival and licked Lisa's right earlobe and then began sucking on it. Lisa kicked and bucked causing their pussies to rub together, still trying to get away. But Rebecca persisted and softly bit into Lisa's neck as she licked her tongue slashingly. Lisa began to weaken. As Rebecca sat up, she took Rebecca's succulent breast into her mouth and began to lick feverishly. She was definitely turned on and moved quickly to the other breast, licking and nibbling.
Rebecca began to moan softly. Going back on Lisa, she wet her lips and kissed her, gently at first, allowing the tongues to explore each other. They began to grind their hips together. The mutually mind-blowing sensations gradually began to build. Their kissing became hot and feverish, lips moving, sucking on one another. Rebecca turned facing Lisa's hips and legs and quickly went down on her, kissing just as wildly as before. Inching her hips backward, Lisa threw her arms around Rebecca's ass and dove in. In this position, they began their wrestling again. Lisa managed to roll Rebecca over and assume top position, which she really preferred. Unfortunately, Rebecca also wanted to be on top. They were turning each other on but were getting back to where they had begun, combat. Lisa reached back and down and began to stroke Rebecca's breast. Rebecca used this opportunity to flip Lisa. Each time one rolled the other, the other got a bit more angry. Instead of gently rubbing the others nipple, they began to take little squeezes which became less and less gentle. Soon they each had reached back with both hands and unmercifully squeezed each other’s breasts until they were groaning in pain. Lisa threw Rebecca off and leapt at her. Rebecca just dodged her and side by side they resumed their catfight.
Pulling hair and slapping each other's asses they gradually drew close, breasts surging against one another as their heads whipped about wildly, crotches banging together. They realized they were tiring and tried frantically to finally subdue the other. At times they would hand wrestle with one hand while pulling hair with the other, but they were barely moving at all. Lisa put her hand on Rebecca's pussy intending to pull some hair but changed her mind and began gently rubbing. Rebecca did likewise to Lisa's pussy. They began kissing again. After all the furious contact, it didn't take long for both women to get seriously turned on. Kissing, sucking, lapping and rubbing, they finally pushed each other over the edge and lay back exhausted.
"You know", said Lisa, "our acts are so similar we could do a sister act."
"So, sis, when do we start", smiled Rebecca as they engaged in a long last lingering kiss.
