I am a 44 years old and married, my husband and I have always loved the night life, and you could say we are a little on the wild side. Although I am a mature woman I feel as though I am in my prime. I am bi-sexual and one of my sexual fetishes is to control other women sexually as well as mentally, Kind of like a game where only the sexiest most deviant woman destroys the confidence and sexual pride of another. One way a woman can test her sexual skills is by going directly against another who was sure she is better.
This is one of the things my husband loves and enjoys most about me sexually. We have arranged several contests between myself and other women for both of our enjoyment. Anything from best body to an all out cxnt fight. We both take these contests very serious and have a lot of pride at stake. My husband for his part only watches, I do not by any means allow another woman to put her hands on my husband.
For all of our adventures and wild encounters we do have to be careful, after all I am a professional as I am in banking and have recently taken a new job in an area that we had only just moved to. The type of position that I hold at the banking firm does require professionalism, but I figure my good looks help me out in my professional life as well. You see I have always been the office hottie and I think that this is helpful with my career and besides... I love the attention, if other women don't like it that's their problem.
I am pretty sexy for my age if I do say so myself, and judging by how people treat me I must be pretty intimidating as well although it's mostly my sexuality and bitchy attitude that brings this impression. I stand only 5'5" 130 lbs with short blonde hair but I have bountiful 36C Breasts a nice waist line, a flat stomach and long silky legs to complete the package.
I love meeting other women in my environment, intimidating them while showing them that I am not only hotter but a better woman all together. I was excited to start my new position at the bank and I just knew there would be someone to knock down from their high horse. Someone whose confidence I could destroy, someone who I would own. After meeting several people at the firm the one name that kept coming up was: Jill, "have you met Jill yet Paul and Cindy had both asked on different occasions ( Paul is a loan officer and Cindy a receptionist ) It seems that Jill was scheduled to arrive late for personal reasons so I had not met her as of yet. The one thing I thought was interesting was why her name kept coming up. After a while I began to hope that Jill was pretty hot.
After settling in and working in my office I began to imagine what it would be like if this Jill were to be my sexual rival when I heard "Hi Jill" from the hall. I was curious and wanted to see what she looked like. I made an excuse to go and do just that, when I opened the door I knew I had been right about why the apparent concern of her and I clashing. Even with her back to me I could tell that she was one who flaunted her body and used her looks to get ahead. I mostly figured this because of the short skirt, sexy heels and tight blouse she was wearing.
As she turned I was impressed, she stood about 5'4" with brown hair (much like Angelina Jolie) she probably weighed about 125 - 130 lbs, with big lips and green eyes, she had legs… long silky legs and she knew it. She was wearing the skirt to bring attention to them…her prominent feature I thought.
Her breasts weren’t quite as large as mine but her push up bra gave the appearance any way that she was firm and more than adequate. I watched her flaunt around the office I could tell that her demeanor was to say that she felt like the hottest thing around, I imagined that she was...until I showed up that is. The thought of her and I working together and in such close quarters was exciting me. I had to stop myself from staring at her so much as I didn't want to embarrass or reveal myself so soon….but the thought of her and I in a heated sex fight made it hard to do. I was guessing her age to be about 42-44 or so and like me she aged well.
I suddenly realized while day dreaming about her that I have never been in the position (at work) where I had any real competition for the office hottie. This position was solely mine for as long as I could remember. I had a challenge here and there but no real long time rival. As I turned to go back into my office Cindy called and asked if I had met Jill..."Jill come and meet Nancy " As Jill approached her breasts seemed to lead the way. I could tell she was used to having the largest breasts in the bank. I couldn't help but to look at her with lust and was watching for her reaction to me. We both eyed each other during the steps that drew us nearer as the distance closed our eyes scanning the length of each others bodies. From head to, chest, to toe… while wearing the traditional smile one gives during such a meeting.
Cindy excused herself right away as introductions were made and I extended my hand to hers for a gentle handshake, her grip was firm compared to my own lady like grip...and I noticed her fingers were long and bony with dark red nail polish to top them off. As our hands were still embraced I noticed her (and boldly I might add) look right at my chest for what felt like several seconds before traveling her eyes back to mine. Her face was smiling at me but her expression was forced, it showed just a hint of disgust and denial that I was a fair rival.
After introductions were made we seemed to be getting along well. We both seemed to have things in common between us. She suggested that we go into my office and talk a little on company time. She then laughed "besides we could introduce ourselves a little better" she took the lead to my office. As we approached my door she stops allowing me to cross first, there was little space between us as our blouses rubbed together I was hot from the subtle touch, I could smell her scent. She was wearing Annick Goutal perfume and I knew then she was for real.
Initially I was caught off guard by her suggestion to further get familiar with one another and was curious to see where this was going to lead us. I could handle a friend I guess if she doesn't mind that I am hotter than her that is.
Many of my relationships with other women often end with jealousy and hate and I could appreciate a friend to run the town with. As we sat down I in one of two leather chairs meant for guests, her in the other at close proximity. I couldn't help but to get excited, the thrill of being in my office with another woman so confident in her sexual prowess and so sexy to boot. I was beginning to enjoy her suggestion when she crossed her legs putting them on display it seemed. Her right leg crossing her left in lady like fashion, but showing her entire leg up to her thigh.
I was guessing this was her way of marking her territory, and showing her best feature in an attempt to scare me. I wasted no time mirroring her; crossing my own legs and allowing my skirt to ride up as well, my silky tan legs out to defend my position in the office. I love these catty challenges from another woman and I have no problem putting it all out there. In fact no time like the present, if we were going to disagree about our role at the firm, we may as well get something established…..my legs are better I thought.
As I uncrossed my legs to get comfortable I was sure to do it slow and sensual keeping my skirt up high, as we took in conversation. I even caught her staring at my thighs then down my legs to my calves and finally at my high heel as it suspended in air. Her attention to my legs and heels was a small victory of its own and it was obvious that I was being judged sized up even.
Then as our eyes met the conversation fell silent there was an uncomfortable moment as Jill leaned back a bit in her chair repeating my leg show, even taking it a little further I thought. In a way I felt that we both knew what was happening. My panties began to get a little moist watching her show, she had better legs than anyone I had ever faced that was for sure. I wondered if she knew full well what we were doing.
It was her turn to watch me lust for her…as my eyes traveled down her legs and back up to her thighs, I couldn't help but to be impressed they were bare and tan, yet silky smooth. Her heels seemed out of place in a work environment, though only 3" heels they were more like what I would wear for my husband during a night out.
Suddenly she uncrossed her legs while eyeing me; she exaggerated the move opening her skirt for me. Revealing her beautiful panty covered pussy for just a moment; my cxnt began to heat up as my eyes were fixed now at the bottom of her skirt as it rose up. Her panties were red and made of lace I could see just a hint of her visible dark bush through the thin material. I thought to myself that Jill and I are a lot alike knowing that my blonde bush was covered by a similar pair of panties as well and we both seemed to be proud of our hair growth between our legs.
I started to give her a glimpse up my skirt when her voice broke my concentration. " I know what your doing I could tell from the moment you first looked at me she said... and just so you know I am and always will be the hottest bitch at this bank"
I was surprised and embarrassed at the moment, was I really so obvious I asked myself as I tried at first to deny it. I was not expecting to be called out so soon. Oh I wanted to compete with the snotty bitch, but didn't think that fact would be exposed so soon. My heart started racing as I didn't know where this would go.
Not knowing what to say and the fact that her voice grew quieter as she spoke I felt safe to play along. Yet I still stumbled with my words..."Is that so" I replied just as she leaned forward in her chair bringing her face closer to mine as she whispered..."I know how to get to you bitch...your not in Kansas anymore, fuck with me and I will make you my company whore"
I remained frozen as she caught me by surprise reaching her hand under my skirt and masturbating my pussy while saring at me coldly.....I instantly grew wet. Still not moving as she was quickly getting to me.... my hot cxnt was being fingered to perfection by my competitor who I had only moments ago just met.
She seemed to know just how to make me hot…so good were her skills I actually allowed it to go on...telling myself that it will let her have her fun for now. I even opened my legs wider giving the bitch full access to my heated pussy. I actually wanted her to make me cum…I couldn’t help it I was caught in the moment. The next thing I knew I suddenly felt my panties being pulled down. I lifted my ass allowing her to have her way for the moment...she had made me so horny that I desperately needed to cum and wanted her to continue her manipulation of my pussy.
I was so aroused I opened my legs to their widest capability displaying my hairy blonde bush preparing it for whatever Jill had in mind. I was suddenly confused to see Jill stand and and twirl my panties on her finger waving them in circles in the air...she then mouthed a kiss to me and turned towards the door. When she reached the door she stopped turned back to me (still trying to take it in and catch my breath) she then slowly lifted her skirt flashing me her panty covered thick bush….and it was impressive to say the least. I was confused by her wanting to leave after making me so hot…I couldn't let our meeting end like this...the audacity….the outrage how dare her...how could she...but it was too late she didn't even bother to hide my panties as she walked out and down the hall carrying them like they were her property now.
I would have never imagined masturbating in my office on my first day of work, but yet there I was locking my door and returning to my desk to immediately finger fucks my soaked cxnt. How dare this bitch get to me like this...my cxnt....oooooohhhhh and that bitch has my fucking panties now with two fingers inside of my hungry cxnt rotating them in circles feeling my pussy react to my touch. I thought to myself that this wasn't what I had expected...and that made me even hornier as I began to moan, my sounds of ecstasy not loud but definite as I lifted my ass from the chair to slap and fuck my heated pussy like a common whore.....oooooohhhhh.....ooooohhhhh Jill....you bitch I whispered as I began to cum in my chair...pulling my fingers out and rubbing my hard clit to orgasm.
I must have went off before she could make it back to her office. I wondered if she may have even been listening through my door. After my orgasm I was flushed and my hair even seemed to suffer as I could only think of what had just happened…. my embarrassment at being put in my place so quickly....the common knowledge that Jill and I both shared at both knowing what happened. We both knew it was Jill 1 Nancy 0...and that is what bothered me most. I couldn't wait for an opportunity to pay her back...I began to think of how I might get to her.
I stayed in my office the rest of the day; I couldn't face her or anyone else at that time. Knowing that she had my property and she knew my cxnt was so exposed for the rest of the day....she knew my pussy was out in the open...and she knew how wet I was...the thought of it was too much for me. Wondering if she had told anyone else, wondering what she had done with my underwear...gawd were they hanging from the ceiling with my name on them. When the time came I left my office as if I were taking the walk of shame...expecting everyone to be looking...however no one paid any special attention to me that I wouldn't normally receive.
I thought of Jill on my drive home....how hot she was...what a bitch she was...knowing I am driving home pantyless because of her. I laughed to myself when I thought of how I would eventually destroy her...how I would show her that I am a better woman than she could ever be...and all the different ways I would do it.
Back at home after my first day at work I was looking forward to fucking my husbands brains out he was still on vacation and I was hoping for some adult fun. My daughter had made a new friend and she wanted to go with her to the mall. We were new to the neighborhood so I thought it was a good idea for her to go I was glad that she made a friend. Besides I needed to be fucked, I needed to take out the aggression I felt towards Jill.
Mark (my husband) and I could fuck as loud and as hard as we wanted knowing that we were alone at the house. When the time was right I told Mark about my meeting with Jill and I watched his cock grow stiff as I told him about her. I made sure to tell him every detail so that he knew that she wasn't going to be a push over but somewhat worthy competition.
He seemed to really like the fact that she had such incredible legs and a thick black bush. And he loved it even more when I told him the part where she brought the challenge to me for a change. The best part was when I explained what she did in my office....I lifted my skirt showing him my exposed pussy while explaining that she kept my panties. "She sounds like you" he said..."I am surprised that you allowed her the upper hand"..." I can’t wait to hear about more of your little games at work, I know you will humiliate her eventually” he said…adding that she sounded like a stuck up power hungry bitch....and he couldn't wait for me to put her in her place.
I was wet...soaked even just from telling him the story…my pussy needed more. I dropped my lips to his cock and sucked him hard preparing his dick for my sloppy wet pussy. As we fucked I told him what it would be like if Jill and I did have a sex fight. How his wife would own the bitch, how my cxnt would control her , how I would use her at the office and expose her for being a fake bitch....Gawd I hated her.....Riding his hard dick as I spoke of the whore and the different ways I would humiliate her. Mark said that he wanted me to take her pride...he wanted me to even wear her panties home one day as proof that I humiliated her...make it one day this week he said. I promised that if I had a chance and something did go down...that I would do just that. ..I came several times and finally Mark came on my stomach as we finished our dirty talk about Jill and me.
The next day at work was not what I expected; I had calmed down a bit and still needed to wait and see where this was going with Jill. I was on her territory and I couldn't force it. I did begin to dress sexier to claim my stake at the bank...and I noticed that Jill did as well. But not much of anything happened...we would exchange the occasional glare at each other and even flashed each other a glimpse up our skirts a time or two. At one point Jill mouthed a "bitch" to me...and on another occasion when we were in the cafeteria I whispered a challenge for her to meet me in my office again...at the end of the day it was clear that she wasn't going to.
The little games began to get more and more sexual... the next day as we continued to top each other, to out dress and outdo each other. I would carefully select my clothing knowing she was doing the same, it's funny how we must have been on each others mind the last couple of morning's while dressing in our short skirts and tiny barely there panties. I was leaving the private restroom after fixing my hair a bit and was immediately pushed back in by Jill. The restroom is intended for only one occupant at a time and is in a hallway...I was nervous about getting caught....but it was my chance to put the bitch in her place.
“I noticed that you’re dressing more like the slut that you are the last couple of days" Jill said. " I can say the same about you....what's the matter are you afraid someone better is going to take over at what you do best" I returned.....Jill just smiled at me and said I tell you what...I bet my panties are sexier than yours...the loser has to hand hers over to the winner...deal? I didn't say a word and thought Jill is out of luck today...knowing that I put on my sexiest pair. I lifted my skirt...showing her my underwear...they were tiny...very tiny and of course a thong...they were made of white lace..."Well do you think you can top this" I asked.
Jill looked right at me...slowly and teasingly lifting her skirt...showing her prized panties to me...they were also white...about as tiny as my own...they were made of complete sheer material...you could see threw them as if they weren't even there. I also took note that Jill has a huge bush...one that could threaten my own...I was surprised to see how prominent her fur was. I couldn't deny that her panties were sexier than mine. It was quite clear that the bitch has some slutty attire at home. ...I smirked at her and slowly lowered my panties....balling them up and handing them to her. "I thought you would see it my way" she said.
I moved close to her...so close I could have kissed her....I softly spoke to her...."you know Jill....very soon you and I are going to see who the better woman really is...it's not about panties and finger fucking you know....it's about what's under our bras and panties....it's all about the pussy"
Jill replied "ooohhh should I be scared?...I know you think that you have a magic cxnt...but I know mine is pretty good too...so I look forward to that day....bitch" She then opened the door...checking the hallway and left with my panties for a second time.
I was a little disappointed that we didn't have a chance to go at each other longer in private. I was beginning to get the feeling that what had occurred in my office the other day was a victory for her...and she didn't want to go any further sexually. If she didn't bring it to me soon...then I would have to bring it to her I thought.
On Friday I walked into my office after lunch and sat down at my chair....I couldn't help but notice a sweet smell of pussy in the air....not my own but...definitely pussy...and I had to admit it smelled very sweet. The scent was driving me crazy...making me horny and moist. I felt my cxnt leaking and I was shocked to feel so much wetness coming from my chair, I wondered....had I been that excited? I lifted from the chair to check it for wetness....my heart started beating fast....me eyes were focused on a pair of white panties...not mine...but Jill's apparently the same ones she challenged me in the restroom with.
That bitch and her dirty games....I put them in my desk drawer and contemplated my next move...I would step things up next week I thought to myself.
Just then there was a knock on my door...That bitch is back for more I thought. “Come in" as I prepared for more of her games. The door opened and Cindy walked in ..."hey just checking to see if maybe you’re available to come to my party on Saturday....."Oh you’re having a party on Saturday…what time I asked. "8:00” she replied....well I don't know if we can make it but give me the address just in case. Cindy always being prepared handed me a map from the Google site printed and ready to go. "Well gotta run but I sure hope to see you and Mark there?
Cindy left my office and I was alone again and feeling horny as all the games were getting to me, I remembered Jill's present in my drawer and got even more excited. I opened the drawer and pulled them out they were cold, made of sheer and were completely transparent. Still wet from her arrogant cxnt.....some of the color darkened by her slutiness. I couldn't help myself I locked my door and brought them to my nose...as much as I hated her I had to admit that her cxnt smelled first class. My pussy was getting wet knowing this was its competition…the scent of the cxnt, that my own would soon be challenging. I told myself that I was just learning about my enemy but the truth was that I wanted to see who actually ranked higher, who was the better woman....who had the better scent.
I lifted my skirt and removed my own underwear and the mix of our scent was incredible...two completely different scents. Both like fine perfume. I couldn't stop myself from bringing both pairs of panties to my face for closer examination....as I extended my two middle fingers to my horny cxnt....gawd I loved the smell of our pussies...I pushed Jill's on to my face as my pussy was getting ready to go off, her scent so much more exotic....and seemed to make my cxnt so much wetter...I hate to admit it but I think most would prefer her scent over mine.
I would have to give it to the bitch I thought….her pussy was as good as it gets. I would just die if she knew what I was doing...and it would be even worse if she knew that her panties were driving me crazy. I came in my chair squirting my orgasm onto my panties as I tried to spare my seat. I then thought....Jill 2... Nancy 0...
So far she was winning the office games. I put both pairs back in my drawer and finished the day pantyless, walking around and sitting knowing we both were naked under our skirts was such a turn on. Occasionally we would see each other and give the glare that bitches do when they hate each other...hers had a little something more as she probably felt she had the upper hand.
I had to play her game or live with backing down and tell my husband that this little bitch was out slutting his wife. When I knew she was busy and away from her office I thought I would give her a little payback. I walked into her office, removed my white push up bra and left it right on top of her desk before leaving braless with my nipples poking at my blouse. I was desperate and angry I had to do something...proof's on the tag I thought to myself.
Back in my office I was busy typing away at some last minute e-mails when my door suddenly flung open and in walked Jill...she threw a bra on my desk...I assume you thought I would be intimidated by seeing your bra...well there's my bra...why don't you read my tag bitch" I had assumed it was my bra she was returning...I was shocked to find that it actually was hers...I read the tag..38D...I was horrified...when I heard her say..."why don't you try my it on...after all I am wearing yours...I think we should see who looks better in them...who can fill who’s bra since you like to play games" She was standing there with her boyfriend blazer open, her huge breasts pushing on her overstuffed blouse....I took note that her breasts had never looked anywhere near this big before. She began to slowly unbutton while staring me down.
I shifted in my seat as I waited for her to get on with her little show...still holding her bra stunned by the sudden invasion.... I was mesmerized as button by button more and more of my bra was revealed until finally her blouse fell open ... On the outside I tried to remain calm, but on the inside...my heart was beating out of my chest as she called me out...I was panicked about what to do next...should I put her bra on...and could I even fill it....wondering how we got to this point when only moments ago I was absolutely sure that she wasn't woman enough to fill mine.
I sat there in dis-belief as my entire bra was now in view it was indescribable looking at my property on another woman, stuffed fuller than ever before....watching how her tits filled my now damaged bra. The bra itself unable to cover her larger breasts...the top half of her breasts almost completely exposed out of the top. So tight was the fabric stretched I could see her huge nipples pushing dents into the stressed material.
I felt so embarrassed by the sight of it I was angry and humiliated...my plan had backfired and yet for some reason my pussy was on fire. I looked at myself every day in one bra or another. I knew at that moment I had never seen any of my bras look so full....so good or so sexy. (A woman should never have to see her bra on a better set of breasts)
Jill standing there calmly looking at me...."How does it feel to see your bra on a better pair of breasts" she asked. Her words hit me like a hammer...as I knew she was right. She started pulling it tighter to her breasts as she began to spill out of it...bulging out from the sides...I was disgusted by the way it seemed to barely contain her breasts at all... knowing how easily it protected my own chest.
I stumbled on my words yet again..." I fill that bra as well as you do" ...was all I could say. .... “I see...well how do you think you could fill mine? ... "every woman doesn’t need a push up bra….I never wear them...and I thought that a classy woman like yourself wouldn't either...it kinda is being a little fake....don't you think...I mean if you had breasts as good as mine you wouldn't need it would you?” she said while looking at me with a smirk on her face.
I had no choice not wanting to back down from a challenge...I stood up and slowly unbuttoned my blouse.... I couldn't stop myself even though I knew she had better breasts...I did not know how to back down....it was something that I have never done before and I wasn't about to start now. I opened my blouse fixing my stare at Jill...looking for a reaction...
My 36C's proud and on display ..I arched my back for the maximum impression…my nipples long and stiff... out and ready for sizing up…”does it look like I need to wear it bitch” before giving her time to answer...I carefully lifted her bra to my tits. Sliding my arms threw the straps and fixing the cups to my breasts. Clasping it closed and standing before her.
I was stunned to hear her bust out in laughter...my cxnt leaking...at the sound of her chuckle...my anger still brewing. I have never had my breasts laughed at before. Desperate to see how I fit into it I quickly realized that I couldn't feel the cups on my breasts...in fact my breasts seemed to roam free inside of her bra...bouncing around as I walked to the mirror to have a look....it almost felt like I wasn't wearing a bra at all. I was almost afraid to look...but I had to...I had to see for myself how it looked on me. My reflection sent a tingle to my cxnt...I was horrified to see the amount of unused bra. Jill continued to snicker while I embarrassed myself with my ridiculous attempt to fill her bra. ..It was clear that my breasts had no business in the bra...sickened by it I quickly removed it...turning to her with my bare breasts on display. Challenging her to do the same...hoping that when she took off my bra that her tits were not as good as they appeared while covered by my push up.
Jill stepped closer pulling at the straps that held her huge breasts in place...slowly she removed my stretched bra. Her tits were impressive...I actually think my jaw dropped before the bra did...Jill's breasts were more womanly than my own....just a short while ago this was an unexpected reality. ... Not only were her breasts fuller than my own, but .her nipples were bigger too. I got a sick feeling in my stomach as I realized I was bested....never before has this happened in my professional career. I was frozen...in a daze staring at her beautiful tits...they were bigger...yet were perkier and rode higher on her chest than mine did. I thought of calling them fake...but I knew they weren't and this would be an obvious admittance that hers were better.
We were standing only feet apart with both of our proud breasts on display and on sight alone Jill had beaten me....I was instantly disappointed as I was sure I had this bitch when when it came to our breasts. Jill smiled at me....and began to button her blouse. I stood there for a moment in wonder..................Jill 3 Nancy 0... I thought and as I began to question my self ....I grew angrier...my pussy made wet again...my tits beaten in a comparison and all by the bitch I hate the most..... It was too much....
I rushed her and pulled her lips into mine forcing my mouth to hers...I was going to show this bitch who was the better woman right here and now. I sealed my lips to hers my powerful tongue seeking to pin hers inside of her mouth.
I felt her tongue stiffen like a hard cock, as our tongues fought for control she was a great kisser with a powerful tongue. I began to feel my own tongue being forced out of her mouth by her stiffer stronger tongue. ...I fought to keep ground as not only did she push my tongue out of her mouth....but slowly as they fought...my tongue was being forced past my open lips and deep into my own mouth.
Before I knew it....it was my tongue pinned inside of my mouth. Jill kept her lips sealed to mine cutting of my air. Not wanting to accept the fact that I was just out kissed.... I desperately reached under her skirt, inserting my middle fingers into her already wet pussy. Jill was as wet as I was; I began to finger fuck the whore just as I felt her penetrate my pussy, also using her two long bony middle fingers to fuck my cxnt. I pulled away from the kiss that was not only taking away my oxygen but my confidence as well. We didn't speak ....but rather moaned and grunted as we both knew we were trying to fuck the other to orgasm first.
Standing in my office, our heels moving and shuffling around as we shifted our bodies trying to gain an advantage. We each seemed to have different methods... I was rolling my fingers deep inside of her as she was slamming her fingers in and out of my cxnt at a rapid pace...I was getting dizzy from her aggressive manner and I could hear her hand smacking my soaked pussy as her long fingers bottomed out inside of my cxnt.....she was so passionate...more so than I ever gave another woman credit to be.
My pussy was dripping and my wetness was splashing from my fucked cxnt with each thrust....my head was swimming as I began to lose focus on my fucking of her pussy...I caught myself at times stopping all together as Jill expertly fucked my cxnt....I was moving my hips and actually taking her fucking, as if I wanted to cum. Jill could feel it too....she was winning this little finger fuck fight...I began to moan louder than I cared to in my office as she pulled her fingers nearly all the way out only to slam them in deeper....when she used her free hand to pull my hair drawing my face closer to mine she whispered..."I own you bitch and I can feel your wet little whore leaking...your going to cum soon whore"...she was right I was so desperate to cum I could barely keep my fingers inside of her.....
"Let’s stop this now...before we get caught" ..I said...."oh really you weren't so concerned a few minutes ago bitch" Jill shot back......nnooo..d..don't make me cum......"don't....I whispered and shook my head no.... we both knew I was about to explode into orgasm mmmmm....mmmmmm...mm..mmmmmm still shaking my head ....looking into her determined face....mmmm...mmmmm...m.mmmmm....nnnoooo and at that point I lifted one leg high off the floor and leaned on Jill for support, accepting the fact that I was not only ready to cum, but begging to...subconsciously giving her better access to my heated pussy...I without acknowledging it removed my hand from her pussy all together only to masturbate myself like a cheap whore.
.....mmmmmm....mmmmmm....nnnnoooo....let's stop this...we don't need to.....do this I said.......mmmmm....mmmmm....aaahhh... ...even as I desperately rubbed my own pussy..mmmmm....mmmmmm....mmmm.hhmmmmm......I was moaning with my lips closed I finally squirted my orgasm, my cum coating Jill's hand and splashing the floor.......right as Jill let me go causing me to fall on my ass.....I masturbated myself to another orgasm as I looked up at her between my spread legs and hiked skirt.
When I caught my breath Jill was looking down at me smirking....lowering her face to mine only to grip my cheeks with her hand she squeezed them tightly and pushed my face away after a couple of humiliating comments. I just laid there in shock...my hand feeling my face where Jill had squeezed so tightly. She dressed herself taking my bra with her and walked out of my office. I was left with the thought of what had just happened, and why I did nothing to stop her. When she was gone I began to cry....what was happening to me....what she was doing to me...I actually thought for a moment about quitting my job….Jill 4 Nancy 0..I was not liking the score....this was not what I had expected.
On the drive home I thought about what had just happened, taking note not to ever get into a kissing contest with her again. I was a mess, my nipples still hard with no bra to cover them. My pussy bare and sticky as I left my panties in my drawer at work.....what will I tell Mark I thought....I kept telling myself the same thing...she may be a better kisser...she may have bigger tits...but it’s all about the pussy and soon very soon mine was going to fuck hers to oblivion.
I walked into the house and took a shower right away, only to lie in the bed and ponder....My husband could tell something was wrong but I didn't want to tell him about the events that filled my day. I couldn’t bring myself to tell him how I was letting Jill get to me. He had only one time ever seen me lose to another woman… Maura we met her in a bar and she came over, she ended up dominating me sexually in front of him. This was the only time that my husband ever seen me as 2nd to another woman. I did end up meeting Maura a 2nd time in front of her friends and I humiliated her so bad she was never heard from again. I do remember Mark’s disappointment in watching our first confrontation and I didn’t want to tell him that so far I was on the losing end at work with Jill.
Later I told him about Cindy's party and he was excited to go as was I. I needed to let my hair down an unwind...I needed to forget about Jill and forget about what might happen Monday....of course a part of me was hoping Jill was there..a very small part that is. And if I was lucky I could get her alone and show her how a woman is judged.
It was Saturday evening and I was getting dressed, wearing my best evening gown I was looking elegant. My gown long, silky and red, my hair and make up applied to perfection I was ready to have a good time. Mark also was dressed for the occasion, looking rather handsome dressed in a black tux. The next thing I knew we were at Cindy's home being invited in. She had a large and very luxurious home...not from her check...hubby must be a Dr or something I thought... there were guests roaming and mingling. I was secretly hoping to run into Jill and pay her back. That thought both angered and excited me as I visualized destroying her.
Just then there was another guest arrival, curious I turned to see Jill make a rather elegant entrance, she was wearing a long gold silk gown similar to my own, and she looked incredible I had to admit. I nudged Mark and whispered..."that's Jill...the bitch from work" He just stared at her..."she is pretty hot" he said...."but not hotter than you sweety" I ignored his obvious attempt at sucking up and kept my gaze at her. She was being closely followed by who I presume to be her husband. Several guests had immediately greeted them. They must be very popular I thought....We began to mingle talking with other guests when I felt a tap on my shoulder....
I turned to see Jill smiling and introducing her husband Steve...she acted like we were friends no hint of anything ever occurring between us that would make us bitter enemies. I introduced Mark who suggested we go and have a glass of wine and talk more.....have a glass of wine and talk....is he crazy I thought. Being such a large home we found a mostly private area with chairs and a large cozy couch. Mark and Steve did most of the talking...occasionally Jill and I would exchange stares but it was hard to tell what she was thinking....I allowed my mind to wonder about what had occurred in my office.
I was snapped back to reality when I heard Steve ask Mark if I had discussed my and Jill’s relationship at work. Mark replied that he thought that "the wives" were off to a rough start and that we may have a mutual jealousy towards each other. He added that we could probably benefit by becoming more acquainted with each other.
“Jill seems to feel that Nancy is trying to use her sexuality to advance at work and Jill can be a fireball when she is protecting her territory...she doesn't like it when someone else is trying to take control" Steve said.
" I understand but Nancy says that Jill is trying to be in control of the entire office, and Nancy is quite the little fireball herself” Mark was defending me and letting Steve know that Jill shouldn't mess with me.
“From what I understand Nancy is....well should I say a competitor...at least that’s what my Jill tells me...did Nancy mention what went on in her office on Friday?" Steve was going to tell Mark everything I just knew it.
" No Nancy was tired after work and went right to sleep" Mark replied as he looked at me with question on his face.
That's when Jill spoke up...I knew she couldn't keep her big mouth shut for long.
." Well Mark..Nancy left me a little present on my desk and when I went to question her about it she thought it would be a good idea to test me....sexually...Oh don't look so surprised I know all about your little adult games that you 2 play" .....The bitch has heard about us ...she never mentioned it to me...I wondered where she got her information.
" Nancy ...is this true?...what little present did you leave on her desk?...And how did you guys test each other ...sexually?"....Mark wanted answers now for sure.
"I was only returning the favor...Jill was the first to leave a present as she calls it...We had some foreplay sex you could call it...but nothing like what were going to have" I added.
" Well one of us went a little cum crazy now didn't we Nancy" ....Looking at Mark she adds...I finger fucked your wife to the point where all she could do was go home and go to sleep"...She then fumbles around in her purse....and suddenly pulls out my panties....showing them to Mark...I took these from your wife...I now have two pair...you tell me who's winning Mark"
...my pussy getting wet at her last statement...GOD I really hated Jill...and more than ever at that exact moment I was beginning to feel that the wine was getting to us all...the guests, the music...the atmosphere... Jill and her husband getting things started. I knew Mark was going to set him straight...
He leans forward ..."I tell you what Steve...my Nancy is more of a woman than Jill will ever be...and she's definitely sexier...as far as who is controlling who Nancy would own Jill" Mark was getting pissed...and I knew something might develop soon....when I heard Jill speak up again....she spoke directly to my husband.
"well your little prissy wife isn't doing so well at our little work games...so far I own her ass...and we already found out who can control who" she said.
“In your dreams whore" was all I could say........"You little bitch why don't we find out tonight who can outlast who" Just then she uncrossed her elegant legs giving me and Mark a look at her panty covered cxnt..she loved doing that…her panties white and sheer completely transparent showing her dark bush...what a whore I thought before remembering mine were very similar...except they were red....and I was showing my blonde bush. She stood up as did I only inches apart..."why don't we go upstairs and do just that you low class whore" she said.
Mark and Steve both stood up as Jill lead the way upstairs....she must have been familiar with Cindy's house as she took the 4 of us to a large bathroom with a tiled floor and a hot tub. I looked at her..."In a bathroom" I asked.."seems like an appropriate place for you Nancy" wasting no time she closed the distance using her hands to pull down my gown exposing my breasts before doing the same to her own gown.
Standing there breast to breast...Mark and Steve looking on...Jill and I looking at each others breasts It was clear to Mark what I already knew...Jill had better breasts than me...not only better breasts but better nipples as well. I began to get a sick feeling over me....the last time I entered a woman to woman battle while lacking confidence It was with Maura and now again tonight I was staring at the better breasts of a woman who seemed to have my number. Jill moved forward…. her gown down to her waist aiming her firm breasts at mine "This bitch is going to get out fucked in front of you"...she said to Mark.
My nipples hard and erect not knowing any better and always looking for a fight. ..They were out and looking to dominate as usual...they were immediately met by Jill's and the battle was on. Our nipples touching at the tip just barely kissing and pushing one another. slowly we moved forward . I began to move just slightly to the side challenging her to a nipple duel. She seemed to be waiting for this and flicked her nipples across mine with blinding speed, one fast slap across my little hard ons. It happened so fast, but I think it was obvious to us all that my nipples were just bitch slapped. Leaving me in a state of panic as I didn't expect them to bend so easily.
Jill then grabbed one of her breasts with her hand and directing her nipple to cross one of mine I did the same as we aimed them at each others trying to determine who’s were stronger. Slowly the nipples struggled to remain the stiffest, both of us looking down...I suddenly bared witness to my own nipple being bent mine forcing it into my areola which was sinking into my breast flesh....bent and flat.....the sight was a horrifying reality of what happens when 2 mature sluts compete...one must lose.
Angered by my obvious loss to her better nipples I gripped her gown and pushed her forward into a tiled wall...her back being pressed into the cold tile as our breasts engaged in whore warfare. Pushing together, our cleavage....from the guy's view it must have looked like 2 small asses in a fight.... all 4 breasts were pushing together, fighting for their claim to be the best.....first pressing, and then rolling even slapping together at times.. Bumping and twisting...and squeezing....all the while cussing at each other and becoming more and more verbal.
Then something happened that actually caught me by surprise...Jill pulled back as we were at a stand still and slapped her breasts across mine....causing them to fly across my chest...and shake to a dead stop. By the sound and look you would have thought it was my face she slapped. ....We traded slaps a few more times then I pushed forward into her chest as we wrapped our arms around each other. We began to smash our breasts into each others with all the force we could muster. I could feel her breasts begin to invade my space as my tits were starting to flatten....bulging out from the sides.
I was panicked...I began to pant....trying to hold on ....gawd...how could this be happening?...I felt like my tits were being taught a lesson......my denial of the obvious allowed me time to watch both men looking at their wives....what must they be thinking...my thoughts wondering....I can't beat her...I just can't...of all the banks to work...I chose the one with this bitch...what luck I thought.
Jill was full ready to show my husband who was the better woman as she was relentless in her attack....still squeezing me tight...I began to pant... and then a yelp had escaped from deep within my throat.....my tits now completely flat my face showing my disgust and embarrassment....looking at Mark as he was watching his wife's tits being destroyed by a better pair...his face looking like his team had just lost the super bowl.
I wondered if I could ever make him proud again....it was the first time since Maura that I had felt this way...all of my victories since seemed to mean nothing now. Up till Friday I had not even considered that my breasts could be beaten by this woman...and now the reality was far different than I had imagined. I was demoralized...I began to thrash trying to escape...it was no use. her grip was too tight...... The longer she held me pushing her firmer tits into mine... the less my tits were visible. It wasn't long before my tits seemed absent all together. It almost appeared that her tits were pushing against a mans chest as I had no visible breast flesh left. I began to scream..."STOP!!!"..."JUST STOP!!" as I tried to push her away. It was no use I begin to lower my body to the floor as Jill lowered with me...I finally fell onto my back breathing heavy as Steve took his wife away from me. "Get your wife away Nancy has had enough" Mark said. The realization of what she did to me .... Just like in my office was too much...and yet again I knew once I got her pussy to pussy this nightmare would be over.
Jill insisted that I admit who had better tits...it was something that I had done many times to other women...I didn't argue...I admitted it..." I admit it...your tits are better than mine" I had no problem doing this as it was only fair. I never liked it when another woman would not admit to me that I was better so I thought I would be fair about it...she won...she deserves to hear it I thought.
Mark now by my side helping me up..telling me to pay her back and out fuck her. I told him that no matter what happens I would make her cxnt feel how much better mine was...and then I would humiliate her.
"Now we should see who can eat better pussy" Jill said...I thought for a moment and knowing how good I do eat pussy I gladly accepted...If I could out eat and out fuck her I could own her at the office anyway I thought. After a brief rest we were ready to start again.
Both completely nude now...I had to watch Mark stare at this beautiful woman...I had already known how hot she was but Mark was seeing this for the first time. Her entire body dark and tan...her bush jet black and stealing the show....I was secretly glad we did not compare them.. I have a dark tan and a sexy blonde bush too...but something about her complete package was just perfection...something that I did not realize when I first met her...I remembered looking at her as prey then...now I knew she was on my level for sure....but I didn't want that I wanted an easy win...I wanted to feel like the best and most sexual beautiful woman around. I did want a beautiful woman...the better woman that I conquer the better I liked it...I just didn't want her to be better than me...no one is I thought to myself.
Jill laid on the floor, her legs spread inviting me to do the same...I laid on top of her and immediately began to lick her extra large clit...bigger than Maura's I thought to myself as I took in her scent...she was heavenly...I had a hint of this on her panties at the office...but this was the real thing and it was better than I remembered. My tongue doing its expert licking... jabbing into her cxnt and licking her clit with precision. She was as wet as I was and I was glad to know that..
I gasped when I felt her tongue invade my pussy...she didn't waste time licking on my clit...she stiffened her tongue like during our kiss fight. She used it to poke in my pussy like a small dick...before I knew it I was being fucked by her tongue from the bottom...she too was an expert I thought.
I was listening for sounds of ecstasy from her but more and more I only heard myself as we ate each others pussy...I couldn't help it...I was moaning louder and louder as the bitch fucked my cxnt with her tongue. It was harder and harder to concentrate on eating her pussy as her tongue fucking of my pussy intensified. She would lick around my clit pushing it back and forth....only to jab her stiff tongue deep in my pussy...I could actually feel her pattern and anticipate it...but nothing I could do made it any less sensational.
I felt myself ready to cum....I reacted to my orgasm....lifting my face completely from her pussy and holding onto her leg for support while my indignity was squirting onto her face. OOOHHH...OOOHHH.......OH...GOD MARK...SHE'S GOING TO MAKE ME FUCKING CUUMMMM!!!....YOU...FUCKING BITCH!!! I yelled as I came..squirting another orgasm I thought I could hear Jill gurgling my cum...was she actually drinking I thought.....feeling humiliated before my orgasm even subsided...I felt like jelly...no strength left in me.
She wasted no time flipping me over and spitting my cum back in my face...I laid there feeling it run down my forehead and face. Mark's face was the first thing I saw when I could focus again...he was disappointed and shocked to see me lose a cxnt licking contest...and yet he was jerking his cock.
After a brief recovery but still laying on the floor in my own cum...I was confident and happy that the only event left....was the only one that really....really mattered....a cxnt fight.
Now I can humiliate her I thought...I planned on not just making her cum once but several times. before I could get up she grabbed my hair pulling me across the cold bathroom floor...she sat me down and positioned me so my legs were spread as she sat opposite me and opened her own legs. Our little hairy whores were now about to meet for the first time...ironically something I wanted from the moment I met her.
I looked over to Mark and Steve, both with a large raging hard on but Steve really caught my eye...He had the biggest dick I had ever seen in person....it was huge and fat,,,much fatter and longer than Mark's... I thought even Jill's cock is better than mine...I watched as Mark was eyeing Steve's impressive cock.....and I wondered what he must be thinking. I felt bad for him too as he definitely didn't have the biggest cock in the room.
As our cxnts moved closer...I suddenly got a burst of energy...feeling confident in the ability of my pussy...after all I have out fucked dozens of women....I put our tit fight and our 69 contest out of my mind and concentrated on what was about to happen. I told myself that I have already gotten off so it should be an advantage.
I started the fucking contest by slapping my matted wet cxnt into hers with a thunderous smack. I loved the feeling of it...our bushes wet and touching...the contrast of blonde and black pussy hair was pure ecstasy...taking note that her bush looks even fuller than mine...and glad again that we didn't compare them...but knowing though that Mark was.
Jill returned the favor smacking my cxnt extremely hard and the fuck fight was on. I lay back feeling the tile as I supported myself with my elbows feeling our contest in its early stages. Our large lips and clits glistening with wetness, our pussies seemed to have an agenda of their own it was as if they knew they had a hatred for each other. I was feeling more and more confident and actually felt that it could be a quick fuck fight and I could hold it over Jill and make her my bitch yet.
As we bumped our cxnts together I could feel Jill's clit begin to harden and grow more and more. I was surprised to feel how hard her clit had gotten as we slowed our pace. Her clit sent a shock wave into mine with the slightest touch but I pretended to not be impressed as I used my clit to kiss hers back at this point it was as if our clits were making out, the stickiness and wetness of our cxnts had made them stick together only to stretch and pull apart. This was a very slow and erotic pace and not like I was used to by any means...the feeling had changed. As we gently and slowly rubbed our clits together from a slight distance.
I wanted to slap her cxnt hard with mine and show this bitch what my cxnt was capable of but I wanted to keep it slow for now...and grind her cxnt to orgasm. The slow and erotic kiss and grind was making me so wet I know I could out fuck her but something about this pace was getting to my cxnt. I began to leak more and a slight gasp escaped my lips as we grinded our cxnts sensually...then suddenly Jill slammed her cxnt into mine with a loud "SMACK" the echo of the smacking noise was amplified by a "SQUISH" and the deflection of our wetness flying in the air landing on our bushy cxnts and bellies. I let out a scream at the impact of our fighting cxnts....OOOHHH it felt so good I felt as if I could let loose and squirt my orgasm onto her pussy right then and there.
I lifted my cxnt off of hers pulling back further on my elbows and delivering my own smack to her pussy and just like that our sensuous pussy battle had became an all out cxnt fight again... from the pride of two whores who both feel that they were the best, the hottest and who both wanted to brag to their husband that they had won. Both of us supported by our elbows now our tits bouncing on our chests as our momentum of slamming our hairy cxnts together is causing our bodies to shake. Neither backing down as we each raise up to grab each other by the hair, one hand pulling hair the other keeping us from falling as our cxnts slam into each other while screaming obscenities at each other.
The echo of two cxnts smacking together could be heard constantly now bouncing from the walls in the bathroom "You fucking whore...this is what determines a real woman ....it's all about the pussy hun" I screamed at her while we were sitting and slamming our little whores together. ..."Then I'm going to humiliate you right in front of your husband bitch...there's more to a woman than her tits and tongue...and you going to find that out bitch" ...I was very verbal with her...she had put me through allot and I was going to make her pay. I leaned back gripping her leg...Jill followed my lead as we grinded our cxnts together...I lifted my pussy into her so hard I felt I would split her in half with my cxnt.
I would smack and grind deep into her...but I began to more and more feel her hardened enlarged clit bounce under mine penetrating my cxnt like a small dick..I actually began to feel as if I were being fucked by a man..looking down I watched as Jill's clit went inside of me time and time again.... I began to moan louder than her.
I looked over to my husband...he was jacking his cock off something feirce..when I heard Jill say "Mark...bring that little cock over here"...I was shocked I had never heard Mark's cock referred to as small before...but I was lost in the moment being fucked by her clit.."see if you can outlast your whore wife" I heard Jill say as Mark came over and was jacking off...his cock...bigger than I had ever seen it.....The next thing I know my pussy was showing the signs of orgasm...and my husband...was jacking off right above my face...doing what Jill told him? I thought...I tried to hold off and change my position but Jill just kept her cxnt glued to mine...not allowing an escape for my poor pussy.
I couldn't take it anymore...I began to scream my orgasm right as Mark shot his load...Jill reached up grabbing his dick and aiming it right on my face as she slammed her cxnt into mine....my eyes widened by the reality that I was cumming....NNNOOOO...OOOHHHHH....OOHHHH...OOHHHHH....AAHHHH....AAAHHHH... I came so hard that I squirted more and further than ever before...I had never had an orgasm that intense in my entire life....I was thrashing off the floor so hard that my ass could be heard smacking the tile....NNOOOO...NNOOOO...EEEWWWW...EWWWWW
I could hear Jill laughing as I was cumming..."That's right bitch...oh...poor baby is somebody cumming"....."Oh and what was that you were saying about the real way to judge a woman...I couldn't agree more...what makes a woman is her pussy...and yours was just fucked by mine"
Hearing her words as humiliating as they were...only caused me to erupt again...Jill knowing this began to pound my pussy like an angry man...slamming into my sex as I screamed another orgasm...EEWWW...EEEWW....AAAAHHHHH....AAHHHH....AAHHHH...OOHHH GOD....OOHHH...GOD...I'M////I'M////CUMMING AGAIN....as my 2nd orgasm stopped....I was too tired to feel anything I thought...I was in a daze...I just laid there ...thinking...she did it....she made us both cum...me and my husband….Before I could even recover Jill pulled me up by my hair...dragging me across the floor and across my spilled liquid. I used my knees to walk along and try to relieve the pain of having being pulled by my hair. I thought of how humiliating it must have looked. She dragged me to the toilet....pushed my face in and flushed it...soaking my hair.
She held me there and told Steve to come and fuck me...for the life of me I don't know why Mark didn't stop him. As I felt his giant cock enter me I thought of the humiliation forthcoming...it was painful at first...but after a few minutes I was loving it...it was quickly becoming the best fuck I ever had...I screamed as orgasm after orgasm erupted from my pussy....my sounds filling the toilet and echoing out into the bathroom. When he was done he pulled me out and laid me down on the floor as he shot the biggest load I have ever seen onto my face. I looked up in Mark's direction..he was jacking off again as Jill was squeezing his balls and telling him that he had a little cock that could never satisfy her. Mark seemed like he loved the way Jill was treating him it took me by surprise.
Suddenly Steve walked over to Mark....Mark jerking his dick with his hand Steve stood next to Mark...I am assuming to show everyone how much bigger he was than my husband....even with his flaccid cock he was much larger than Mark.... as Jill stopped him from jacking off and held his hands...Mark stood there with his hard dick on display...when Steve walked right up to him...their cocks only inches apart...he suddenly smacked his big cock across Mark's dick..Mark's smaller cock went flying as far as his length would allow it to travel....only to bounce back to a stop.
It was over, we were both Humiliated, extremely humiliated...I crawled away diverting the attention away from My Embarrassed Husband as I eyed my clothing...
As I bent down to pick up my clothing Jill placed her foot over my panties..."uh uh...I’m keeping these bitch...she lifted my gown...throwing it over her shoulder...holding it hostage as she told me that I had to kiss her pussy before she would allow me to leave with my dress. Knowing the condition Mark was in I had no choice...I wanted to leave quickly before Steve made him suck his cock or something...OMG My Husband Sucking another Man's cock would be too much I thought to myself.
I quickly dropped to my knees...looked into her gorgeous Bitch of a Pussy ...puckered my lips like I was kissing someone on the cheek and kissed her Hairy Whore ....I even licked her bush till she finally forced my mouth onto her Bitch completely....I began to tongue fuck her ...I ate her cxnt like I wanted to...I had to get us out of this situation as fast as possible...
The next thing I knew...she was cumming...Jill squirted the biggest female orgasm I have ever seen in my life...she squirted much more than I was capable of...yet another victory for her I thought. I was finally allowed to have my gown back...I quickly dressed as we left the bathroom.... guests were looking at us in shock...my hair wet...my makeup ruined as we made an immediate exit not speaking to anyone.
I thought about the horrible experience all weekend...the thoughts of what happened consumed me. Me and Mark not talking...not really sure of what to make of it all.....knowing Mark had his dick Slapped by another man's Dick...what he must be thinking....my mind wondered how to deal with what happened all weekend.
On Monday I returned to work knowing things would be different now. This time I have been bested by someone I work with. I even contemplated playing this role to the bitch...she was the best I had ever seen...she fucked me and beat me better than anyone before...including my only other loss to Maura... maybe I should concede to her...maybe it would be exciting ...I would never have to worry about being the best again....and maybe she would take it easy on me if I submitted to her fully.
As I walked into my office I noticed a clear jar on my desk...on it was Mark's name it had a $5.00 bill inside of it. Next to it was a note from Jill
" Nancy ...everything will be o.k...What you have to do is be my bitch...you must do everything and I mean everything I say. The jar is a collection for your husband...he should get a penis enlargement with the proceeds. As for you...come to my office I have a job for you"
