Hello, everyone!
My latest Tribute takes place immediately following Jon Grey's BFS chapter 37, the day after the tournament, so I'll wait for him to post the 'main series' story before following suit with my spin-off episode. In the meantime, here's something else to keep you occupied!
Story below is a shortened, alternative version of "Cougar on the Prowl" (BFS Tribute 12) which I created for "Catfight and Sexfight Anthology", a free e-book by Anubisx / Anubisxrelatos.
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A Tribute to Best Friend's Sister, Part 13 *Alternate Reality*Busty, Mature and Dangerous
Patricia stretched lazily, gazing at her latest conquest as the young, muscular guy continued to sleep off his exhaustion. He'd certainly earned a bit of rest after his hard work the previous night, having managed not one or two or even three, but full four rounds or hot, steamy sex. Which, incidentally, was exactly why Patricia always went after younger men - what they might lack in experience, they usually more than made up for in youthful stamina and enthusiasm.
At 48, Patricia Mills was no longer in her prime. Sure, her large, heavy breasts still got plenty of attention from men of all ages, and while her ass and thighs were quite a bit bigger than they used to be, many guys actually preferred these more voluptuous curves. You couldn't really call her torso slim or toned, but it wasn't flabby either, having just the smallest hint of love handles and little to no stomach paunch. Patricia had also taken to keeping her curly, strawberry blonde hair in a ponytail once again, and it did give her a slightly younger appearance. All in all, as one charmingly awestruck 19-year-old lover had told her while catching his breath beside her, she was "one seriously hot mama". But even so, Patricia knew that as good as she might look today, she'd looked even better before.
Patricia felt her newest lay begin to stir. Joe, was it? Whatever his name was, the athletic stud made a grunt, mumbling something unintelligible before he turned over and drifted back to sleep again. As Patricia drank in his naked form, she couldn't help but to grin. While no one could turn back time, she'd certainly done a good job of making up for lost time.
Ever since her divorce, Patricia had made a habit of picking up young, handsome college guys and, in a way, reliving her lost years with the exact same kind of bed partners she'd missed out on when she was younger. Sure, judging by the limited conversation they'd had last night, this particular sample wasn't very bright, but his physical qualities sure were attractive. The guy's shoulders were wide, his back muscular, and his strong jaw had that chiseled look that Patricia loved in her men. He'd been pretty good in bed, too, making her come several times before he finally passed out. Definitely worth taking out for a second date. Or home for a second fuck, the mature blonde smiled to herself.
A muffled buzz brought Patricia out of her musings. As she looked over the edge of the bed, she could see a lit phone peeking out of the pocket of Joe's jeans, vibrating with a quiet hum. Giving her piece of college man-meat an amused glance, Patricia carefully rolled off the bed and picked up the phone. Someone called "Gloria" was trying to call him, apparently. Had he not worked so hard to please her the night before, Patricia might've been tempted to answer. Who knows, it might even be his girlfriend. Joe, predictably, had claimed to be single when Patricia began to chat him up at the night club, but anyone with half a brain could tell he was lying. Not that she cared either way, of course.
The phone buzzed again.
[Where the FUCK are you?! Pick me up at my place in 15min or you're not getting any tonight!]
"Charming," Patricia murmured, shaking her head. These little bitches sure were making things easy for her. College boys were horny enough on a good day, but starving them for sex... Like taking candy from a baby, the cougar smirked to herself.
Making a snap decision, she began to type a reply. It'd be rude to make the girl wait around for a ride that wasn't coming.
[Joe's busy sleeping atm. I wore him out pretty bad last night...
]
It didn't take long for the girlfriend to write back.
[WHAT THE FUCK!?! Ur dead, bitch!]
Patricia rolled her eyes at the predictable dramatics, taking a second or two to consider if she really wanted to do this. Yes. Oh hell yes.
[Sorry girl, Joe likes my boobs better. No hard feelings?]
The mature woman chuckled, imagining her rival's face. She typed in her address and pressed send.
[Feel free to try your luck if you don't believe me. I'll be waiting. xoxo]
It was Patricia's chortle that finally woke the sleeping stud from his slumber. He groaned softly, craning his neck as he took his bearings. Joe's sleepy eyes eventually found Patricia's nude, unmistakably feminine form, and he blinked in confusion. The milf replied with a sly grin, getting up and giving him a good look of her curvaceous body.
"Surprised at your good luck, are you?" she cooed, cupping her jugs gently and giving them a bounce. The muscle jock, for his part, looked like a deer caught in headlights, unable to drag his eyes away from the arousing sight. Almost like a predator, the mature woman began to slowly stalk closer, swaying her hips seductively and causing an obvious tent to appear in the duvet just where the boy's crotch was located.
Joe, who was still staring at Patricia's naked body, began to get up. Just as he moved to a sitting position, the bed covers to fell off, freeing his impressive erection from their confines. The blonde licked her lips as the engorged member sprang out, lolling up and down for a moment before it settled down, pointing directly at the cougar. The boy glanced down, his face turning bright red.
"Ooh, looks like someone's ready for another round..." Patricia laughed, smiling approvingly at the young stud. This was exactly why she loved fucking college guys. Always eager.
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Joe still couldn't believe this was really happening.
Just half an hour ago he had woken up to the sight of a hot, big-titted milf, and gotten the best blowjob of his life. To make his morning even better, it'd turned out that the mature man-eater didn't just give great head, but was also phenomenal at cowgirl. The busty cougar had mounted Joe and proceeded to ride the shit out his throbbing cock, making the college guy shoot his load in record time. Which was saying something. He'd roared like a freight train as he came, quite possibly waking up half the neighborhood.
Barely five minutes after that, just as the shell-shocked muscle jock had recovered enough to start thinking about taking a shower, loud banging had sounded from the door. With a quick, knowing smile, the cougar had climbed off her spent boy-toy, pausing to pick up a bath robe before heading downstairs.
And now, less than a minute later, Joe was standing in the living room in his boxers, gawking as two women tried to claw each other's eyes out. One was the shapely milf who'd very recently drained his balls, while the other was a busty, blonde-haired college babe he knew all too well.
"Keep your fucking hands off me!" his girlfriend Gloria screeched, doing her best to grab hold of the older woman's ponytail while Joe scrambled to pull the hellcats apart. "I'm going to beat the shit out of this granny, and feed her big, saggy udders to her!"
"Hah, I'd like to see you try, bitch," Patricia spat in reply, laughing in the furious girl's face. "Your weak little tits are nothing compared to mine. I'd crush those sacks in a heartbeat."
"Fuck you, skank!" the blonde growled, backing off a few steps and starting to pull at the hem of her shirt. "My firm boobs will wipe those ugly fat things right off your chest. Joe isn't going to look at you twice once I'm done with them," she hissed, flinging her top away and reaching behind to unclasp her bra.
Joe stood still, staring at his curvy, now half-naked girlfriend in astonishment. Patricia, on the other hand, responded with a smirk. "Oh, you’ve got no idea who you're messing with, girl. These wrecking balls have crushed more sets than your baby-boobs ever will."
In all fairness, though, Gloria wasn’t exactly flat-chested. The blonde’s breasts were a good-sized D cup, certainly bigger than average, and looked thick and meaty. And although they were somewhat smaller than Patricia's heavy jugs, the difference didn't appear all that significant. The mature woman raised an eyebrow as the girl's pair finally popped free.
Gloria's orbs were full and round, their skin smooth and lightly tanned. They sagged some now that there was no support, but had pretty good firmness for their size and weight. Making sure she'd caught the cougar's eye, the blonde cupped her thick boobs, jostling them. The hefty orbs shook and waved deliciously, but maintained their shape quite well, and quickly settled down. Her opponent gave a curt nod, pursing her lips slightly.
"Hmm, not bad. I can see why you weren't afraid to fight. You've probably beaten more than a few girls with those?" Patricia asked, glancing towards Joe who seemed to be mesmerized by the sight, hungrily watching his girlfriend's large breasts get ready to face another rack.
"Damn right," Gloria replied, looking smug. "These babies have flattened some of the toughest pairs in town, including Tiffany's. Ask around at the college, if you don't know her. Crushing your droopy old sacks is going to be almost too easy."
"Oh?" the older woman asked, looking unperturbed. Her lips curled into a shrewd smile. "Your girlfriend seems to think that my boobs are soft, Joe. Would you like to tell her what they're really like?" Patricia murmured seductively, smirking in the excited guy’s direction. Joe's arousal was clearly visible, a large bulge straining against the fabric of his boxers. The jock opened his mouth, but no sound came out, leaving him gulping air as if he was a fish stranded on the beach.
Patricia began to untie the belt of her bathrobe with slow, deliberate movements, teasing the muscle stud and making his girlfriend narrow her eyes in annoyance. The cougar returned her gaze, issuing a mental challenge and surprising the girl with her confidence. With one last smirk, the mature woman let the garment slide off, revealing her expansive mammaries.
Gloria could only stare. Patricia's ample, creamy breasts didn't seem to hang much more than her own boobs did, despite being almost a cup size bigger - and several decades older. Sure, they had some stretch marks and undulated a bit, but were also a great deal firmer than the busty college girl had anticipated. Up until now, Gloria had been certain her rack would have a clear advantage in shape and apparent density. She'd been wrong.
"That's right, sweetie," Patricia said in a silky voice. "I've still got great tits. Didn't expect such an impressive show from an old broad, did you?"
The blonde's only reply was an angry growl as she stepped closer, thrusting her substantial bust out at the cougar. Gloria knew she didn't have the perkiest pair in town, and that some girls about her size, like Sabrina and Loni, had boobs that looked firmer than her own. But she also knew that her full, round tits were significantly better than most, having beaten numerous dense, young sets before. There was no way in hell she'd let some over-aged skank with a surprisingly nice rack intimidate her.
"Enough posing, tramp. It's about time I showed Joe just how much better my set really is," Gloria spat as she met her opponent tit-to-tit. "I'm going to enjoy flattening those wrinkly old udders. Sit down, Joe, and get ready to watch my firm boobs pummel this granny into retirement."
The college jock quickly made his way to the couch, ogling at the two women as they took their positions in the middle of the living room. Gloria was a bit taller, while Patricia was slightly broader all around, having both fuller hips and larger breasts. That said, both females had very nice proportions, and it was difficult to tell that one was in fact almost thirty years older than the other.
"Well?" Patricia asked coolly, taking a small step forward. "Are we going to do this or what?" Gloria bared her teeth at the cougar, and Joe could see her nostrils flare dangerously. Provoking his girlfriend was never a good idea, he knew. Even that Tiffany girl had ultimately learned that lesson.
“Take a good look at those fat udders, Joe,” Gloria hissed. “It's the last you'll ever see of them.”
Even with them standing tip-to-tip, it was still hard to decide which pair was really the firmer. Patricia's creamy Double D mammaries did have slightly more visible sag, but to be fair, that difference could easily be attributed to their greater mass. In terms of actual tissue density, the two racks were probably pretty much even. No wonder the old bird was so proud of her jugs.
With an unfriendly smirk, Gloria thrust forward. Patricia didn't flinch, simply watching as the blonde's tanned globes met hers, both sets yielding slightly. As the initial contact registered, both women let out a soft grunt. They pulled away soon enough, only to bring their ample boobs together in another gentle push. Each seemed satisfied with simply testing the waters for now, and Joe leaned back, trying to find a comfortable position. His boner was already throbbing painfully.
He watched as the the busty women started jabbing their chests together in a steady rhythm. Both pairs distorted at the point of contact, compressing deliciously as the supple flesh was forced outward by the opposing set. Neither's jugs seemed to be more affected that the other's, and waves and ripples flashed across their exposed racks. Joe noticed his girlfriend glance down to gauge the battle raging between their busts, and looked on as the girl shoved her thick breasts harder into Patricia's, each fighter gaining or loosing footing with each movement.
The younger woman shoved her torso to the left while her tits were still touching the cougar's, sending a quick shot into the larger rack and causing it to shake and wobble slightly. Gloria's lips began to curl into a smile, but quickly returned into a tight line as she felt the cougar thrust back. Her boyfriend could see Patricia's jugs pushing the blonde's firm titflesh back a bit before the two women separated and each pair regained its natural shape.
Surprising the college girl, Patricia suddenly rammed her substantial chest forward. The maneuver was accompanied by a dull thud, and Gloria groaned. Patricia grinned, rearing back for another strike, only to find the blonde's supple chest smacking into her own.
This time it was the older woman's turn to grunt. She pulled back slightly, and both fighters stood cautiously, unwilling to offer their rival a free hit. They glared at each other for a few seconds before stepping forward at the same time. Their big breasts met with a smack and molded together. Joe watched as all four mammaries began to flatten at the front, the ample flesh pushing out and to the sides. Even so, fairly little ground had been gained, and the contestants began grinding away at each other's breasts with more powerful movements. The soft sound of breasts slapping against breasts began increasing in intensity as sweat began to appear on both women's chests.
"I've always loved crushing little bitches like you," Patricia hissed and thrust hard into the opposing rack. The college girl flashed her opponent a mocking smirk, but couldn't conceal a small grunt as her boobs took the blow head on. The mature woman noticed, and quickly shoved again. Gloria staggered back for a step or two, and Patricia immediately took advantage. She began rapidly thrusting her larger teats into the blonde's now jiggling orbs, taking delight in the girl's quiet gasps and grunts. The smile on Gloria's face had disappeared, and it was starting to look like the older titfighter had gained the upper hand.
On the couch, Joe's hand had found its way to his crotch. He rubbed his arousal distractedly while watching the busty females fight over him, scarcely believing his good luck. It seemed like getting caught cheating on his girlfriend might turn out to be the best thing that'd ever happened to him.
Back in the center of the room, Patricia's creamy teats were still thrusting forward. But the assault quickly came to a sudden halt as Gloria took a step forward, forcing her thick pair back against the cougar's bust and shoving back, hard. Patricia's breasts ballooned out for a moment, rebounding back into shape as she felt the resistance and pulled back.
"Hmh, at least you're not a chickenshit," Patricia conceded with a grunt. "Those flabby tits have some spunk after all."
"Unlike your loose, empty sacks, bitch!" Gloria snarled, stepping closer again.
The blonde's round D-cup breasts came barreling forward, and the mature woman winced as she felt Gloria's solid pair ram straight into her mammaries. The sudden shove sent waves of displaced breastmeat across the larger rack, the ripples of flesh not having calmed down when Gloria pulled back for another blow. The cougar tried to move away, but the younger female landed another quick blow right into Patricia's shaking teats. Both pairs of breasts were now jiggling freely, providing the stud on the couch with a seriously enticing view.
Gloria thrust forward again, sending her right teat into Patricia's left and vice versa. The cougar grunted at the impact, feeling her proud mammaries flatten briefly, and the college girl allowed herself a small grin. Her lips quickly turned into a wince, though, as Gloria felt the mature woman respond. They ground their substantial sets together for a moment, giving the other a feel of their tits' considerable weight and density.
Sensing she had time for one more blow, Gloria pulled back, successfully landing another shot. Both of Patricia's heavy udders wobbled mightily as they were rocked by the blonde's tanned breasts, and the cougar glanced down with a frown. Joe, too, was watching Patricia's heavy mammaries, and began to suspect the milf's chances against his much younger girlfriend. While Patricia's large, creamy breasts weren't flopping around much, the ripples on her breasts seemed more pronounced than Gloria's slight bouncing. The blonde was a hot, busty college chick after all, and it was hardly surprising if the cougar's breast tissue had loosened a bit over the years.
Looking increasingly annoyed, Patricia fired back. Her blow was well timed, but the blonde had clearly been expecting it. Gloria managed to dodge the uppercut by ducking to the side, and immediately countered by starting to swing her shoulders back and forth. She alternated between left and right thrusts into her opponent's chest, causing their ample racks to shimmy and shake once more. Groaning in frustration, Patricia took a step back as she tried to interrupt Gloria's timing.
The blonde refused to give up her advantage, however, following forward with the same stride and keeping her tits in contact with the larger orbs. The younger woman's round breasts were a blur as they plowed into her opponent's creamy flesh, and both pairs seemed to be giving up quite a bit of ground as they melded together.
Snarling, Patricia surprised Joe by grabbing his girlfriend by the shoulders. The college girl's momentum stopped, and she was unable to evade Patricia's sudden lunge forward. Gloria obviously felt her big breasts squish under the heavy breasts of her opponent, and the mature woman held on as she reared back for another blow. Groaning, the blonde staggered as the milf's full jugs plowed into her own.
Joe watched in awe as his girlfriend's eyes widened with surprise and pain, her shocked stillness allowing Patricia to continue the assault. Gloria moaned as her opponent landed yet another strike with her heavy, dense jugs.
"There, let's use those girly little pillows for some extra practice," Patricia laughed, heaving her chest from the side, her right teat slamming into Gloria's left. "I'll admit I'd gotten a bit rusty, but that's easily fixed."
Before the blonde had finished groaning, Patricia's left mammary slammed into Gloria's right boob, causing the blonde to gasp in obvious pain. The mature woman grinned, winking at Joe before she fired another shot with her heavy jugs into Gloria's reddening pair. The college girl staggered this time, and her foot slipped just a little as she fought to stay upright. Patricia shook her head at the rattled blonde, clearly enjoying every second.
"Oh dear, did you really think you could pummel my boobs with those weak, saggy bags? These," Patricia boasted, cupping her larger, heavier jugs for a second before letting them bounce down with a quiet thud, "are great tits. They're better now than most women's breasts are in their prime. Yours being a great example," she finished, flashing the blonde a small, mocking smile.
The cougar launched a half-strength shove into Gloria's right breast, causing the tanned flesh to push out slightly. "See what I mean? Maybe I should just dismantle you one boob at a time." Another thrust elicited a surprised grunt from Joe's girlfriend as the blonde felt her other boob yield for a moment.
His erection was now pulsating violently, and Joe began to mentally prepare himself to witness this busty milf flatten Gloria's big tits right in front of him. He'd already considered Patricia's mature jugs to be just about equal to his girlfriend's set in terms of both visual appearances and groping feel, but it was starting to look like they might in truth be even better. Holy shit this old cougar was hot.
As Patricia stepped forward for another blow, Gloria finally managed to pre-empt the attack, driving her sore breasts right into the waiting, creamy teats of her opponent. The older woman grunted as Gloria's tits slammed into the sensitive underside of her heavy breasts, sending shockwaves of flesh riding outward. It was quite possibly the most vicious blow Joe had seen his girlfriend deliver so far, and Patricia's face seemed to indicate that she agreed.
The mature woman staggered back this time, pain and surprise evident on her face. Her hands flew to Gloria's shoulders as the busty college girl attempted to follow through. The moment Patricia seemed get her footing back, the blonde struck again, landing what seemed to be an uppercut underneath the cougar's larger jugs. Joe watched Patricia’s heavy, full teats flatten from the bottom, shaking violently as they jumped up from the force of the blow. Gloria pulled back for another blow, and while the milf tried to dodge, she was only partially successful. Gloria's left tit plowed into Patricia's corresponding orb, and both females cursed as their tender flesh splayed out violently. Joe could see the mass of dense, ample breastmeat flow slowly back into form, refusing to give in to the opposing rack.
Patricia bent over slightly, either trying to regain her footing or looking to get her breasts into a better position. Either way, Gloria took advantage, bringing her meaty breasts around so quickly that the older woman could only hiss as the contact was made. A loud smack of flesh-on-flesh reverberated through the room, and Patricia's discomfort was etched in the groan as she reached out for Gloria's shoulders.
"Oh, you want a hug, do you?" Gloria smirked, relishing the dominance she'd managed to establish over this arrogant old bitch. "Careful what you wish for, granny. Watch my firm boobs put yours to sleep."
The blonde's arms wrapped around Patricia's somewhat more fleshy waist, and she pulled the mature woman in. The milf grunted at the force of the half-hug as their breasts flattened against each other. Both racks seemed to compress more obviously than before, but Joe couldn't detect either gaining a decisive edge. Gloria did demonstrate some control of the fight in general as she twisted her own torso, sending little shocks of movement through both women's boobs. Her boyfriend looked like the epitome of a kid in a candy store as he watched their plentiful flesh shift and jiggle.
The tight embrace seemed to be affecting Patricia more than it did the younger woman, and she grunted in staccato rhythms, almost to the beat of Gloria's grinding assault. Joe's hand was glued to his straining erection at this point, but neither fighter paid him any notice, too busy shoving their ample chests together.
Patricia groaned and started to grind back with greater force, both pairs flopping and slapping over one another. The blonde grunted at the added pressure on her chest, and each fighter seemed to take turns doling out punishment. Their substantial busts were ballooning out to the side noticeably, and both glanced down at the double cleavage, trying to judge who was in the lead. Joe was also staring at the scene intently, making soft groans as he rubbed his cock.
As Gloria pulled away, her lustful boyfriend noticed the very sexy sheen of sweat that'd appeared on both pairs of breasts. The fight had been going Gloria's way long enough that he was a bit surprised to see how red the girl's breasts were. That said, Patricia's thick boobs also looked undeniably sore and tender as they wobbled on her heaving chest.
Gloria thrust quickly again, and another smack filled the room. Patricia actually cursed aloud as her heavy boobs were hit by the blonde's smaller orbs, their dense flesh rippling enticingly. Joe watched his girlfriend attempt to retake control by lining up her tits, and as she thrust forward, Patricia rewarded her efforts with a pained hiss. A familiar smile formed on Gloria's lips as she reared back again.
But this time, Patricia was ready. The blonde's grin vanished as she felt her opponent's arms wrap around her. The milf laid both of her heavy tits on top of Gloria's smaller pair, and in doing so, trapped the college girl's arms under her own.
Gloria's heavy breathing and quiet whimpers seemed to indicate she was in serious trouble. The weight of Patricia's larger jugs was obviously pushing down on the blonde's set, and judging from the slight, rhythmic movements of the older woman's back, she was doing her best to simply drive her bountiful boobs into the blonde's strained pair. The cougar seemed to regain her breath as she began grinding away at Gloria's big tits, and apparently feeling her energy return, began to taunt the trapped college girl.
"Sorry, kiddo. You had a good run, but I think I'll to grind these out now. Joe’s gonna love seeing your big boobs turn into mush," Patricia cooed, looking tired but increasingly confident as she smiled at the young blonde. "And don't worry, I might still let you fuck him occasionally. Now that we all know who the better woman is."
For emphasis, the busty cougar rolled her back, forcing a wave of her heavy tits onto Gloria's again. The girl half-grunted, half-moaned, and all three watched her round tits distort and twist under the weight of Patricia's larger jugs. Groaning loudly, Gloria grabbed Patricia's hips, trying to push her away, but the milf seemed to just ignore the move, putting even more pressure on the college girl's increasingly displaced breasts.
Joe noticed Gloria open her eyes slowly, looking up at her boyfriend and blinking groggily. She seemed so lost, almost defeated, as she no doubt felt her big, proud tits starting to cave in under Patricia's impressive jugs.
The older woman had noticed the blonde's expression as well, and snorted as she realized who she was looking at. "Yeah, he knows you're beat, too. Joe over there loves fondling my big, gorgeous tits, and though I have to admit your bouncy teen boobs aren’t half bad, mine are simply better."
Gloria actually growled at that last bit, shifting her gaze back to her opponent. She seemed to have gotten a new fire in her eyes, and locked her hands around the mature woman's waist, beginning to pull her closer.
"Huh? Seriously?" Patricia snorted, sounding exasperated. "Kids these days really are slow learners. Oh well, someone had to teach you this lesson. Might as well be me," she sighed, shaking her head. Patricia twisted her torso again, but almost lost her balance as Gloria pulled down on her waist. The blonde suddenly drove her own chest forward, pushing Patricia's bigger teats up with her thick, round boobs.
"You little shit!" Patricia cursed, but flexed her arms, tightening the bearhug even further and trying to force her rack down. The blonde struggled for a while, but couldn't keep the sheer mass of the cougar's jugs up for long. Once their boobs met on even ground again, both women began to shove in a final test of tit supremacy. Joe watched, entranced, as Patricia's large mammaries slowly started to envelop his girlfriend's breasts. The mature woman's ample, creamy flesh spilled ever-so-slightly over Gloria's meaty tits, and the girl ground to the left and right with a growing urgency as if sensing her boobs begin to yield.
"Can you feel it? My big, womanly breasts are squeezing you flat, bitch. Those soft little boobs are done. Turned into mush by a better rack," the mature woman hissed smugly, watching her opponent's desperate, panicked expression with glee. Oh, she could definitely get used to this. Who knew crushing busty college chicks would be this much fun?
Patricia's own, abundant flesh billowed out quite a bit as well, but the difference between the two large racks was becoming more and more pronounced. The milf's breasts pushed in for a moment when Gloria shoved back with greater force, but quickly started to overwhelm the blonde's failing teats again. Gloria looked on, horrified, as her big, round tits continued to withdraw, Patricia's heavy mammaries forcing the blonde's dense flesh to mold and yield despite her best efforts. Soon enough, the cougar had pinned Gloria's liquefied udders against her ribcage, flattening the girl's pride and joy in an impressive show of dominance.
"It's over now," Patricia murmured, this time with a slightly softer voice, as she pulled away for a moment. "You've lost. We both felt those floppy bags break down and surrender to my stronger tits." The milf could see tears starting to flow down her rival's cheeks, and cupped her jaw gently, lifting Gloria's head up. "Shh, it's okay sweetie. You don't even need to say anything. Just watch."
She pushed her boobs forward again, slowly, almost lovingly. All three looked on as Gloria's thick tits flattened, losing their nicely rounded shape. While Patricia's breasts started to do the same as the front of her teat met some resistance, there was really no comparison. The mature woman continued pushing, and elicited a deep moan from her young opponent as she forced the blonde's boobs to spread out against her chest again. Patricia ground her victorious boobs into Gloria's loose udders for a moment, enjoying the quiet whimpers of her shocked, tearful opponent.
Unable to resist a moment longer, Joe reached inside his boxers, freeing his straining cock as he watched the cougar's full, sweaty jugs overwhelm his girlfriend's big tits. Patricia looked up from the young blonde's loosened rack just in time to see the college jock begin to spurt his seed all over her couch.
"Oh gawwd, stop! You win, you win!" Joe's girlfriend panted, looking at her conqueror with pained, glistening eyes. Gloria was slowly coming to grips with what had happened, but still couldn't quite comprehend how it was physically possible for an old, forty-something broad to have out-boobed her. She had one of the best racks in college, for chrissakes!
"Your breasts are stronger and firmer than mine," she muttered quietly, trying to pull away from the mature woman. Patricia wanted to hear one more thing, though, before she was ready let the humiliated girl go.
"And who's the real woman here? Which one of us is hotter?" the cougar whispered, her warm breath landing on Gloria's ear.
"You are! You have a much better body than I do. Of course Joe would pick you over me, I'm just a little girl compared to you," the blonde sobbed, her voice cracking as she broke down and began to cry in earnest.
"That's right, sweetie. I'm so glad we agree," Patricia smiled, nodding in condescending approval. "Well, it seems my work here is done," she murmured softly, before turning towards her new boy-toy. Joe was laying sprawled out on the couch, flustered and sweaty, clearly still reeling from his orgasm. Damn, he really did look delicious, Patricia thought, suddenly feeling even more happy about her win. This muscle stud was all hers now, to do with as she pleased. Which reminded her.
"Hey, who was that high-caliber girl you were bragging you'd flattened earlier? Tiffany, right? Does she have a boyfriend?"
Gloria managed to mumble a wet "yeah" through her tears.
"Excellent. I want her number."
