(a story) By ANONYMOUS

Sharon Vale and Nikki Summers were two mid-level executives in a large PR firm who were locked in a fierce rivalry from which only one woman would emerge victorious. Blonde, gorgeous, and in their early thirties, both women were on a collision course for the top of the corporate ladder.

Sharon had a reputation for wielding her incredible sexuality as a weapon against rival women who got in her way. With her firm 38D tits and long, exquisite legs, which were always dressed in short, tight business suits, Sharon had caught the attention of every male supervisor she had ever worked with. She always wore high, spike heels which emphasized the sensuous curves of her legs and her strong calves; the smooth muscles bunched and flexed deliciously with the blonde's aggressive strides. The sharp, beautiful lines of her face were often framed by a pair of fashionable eyeglasses, which, when combined with the way her rich, blonde hair was styled (in several tight coils behind her head), created the intoxicating impression of a barely contained femininity, of a raging sexuality that was capable of devouring anything and anyone once it was unleashed. Women who had tried to compete with her sexual charms inevitably failed, and those who had dared to compete with the blonde's incredible body directly had left Sharon's apartment humiliated and in tears. Sharon had never let another woman beat her body, and she wasn't about to let Nikki, a recent acquisition from a rival firm, be the first. Especially not with the most important promotion of her career at stake.

Sharon's rival, Nikki Summers, was the blonde's match in every way. The women were nearly identical physically. Nikki, too, boasted a pair of astonishingly hard 38D tits and a full, voluptuous body whose curves demanded to be noticed underneath the tight blouses and short, provocative skirts that she always wore to show off her body. Her long, elegant legs were always outfitted in sheer, dark pantyhose; high leather pumps rode on her feet. Nikki's bright, golden locks were always styled in loose, flowing curls carefully arranged to convey an air of almost primitive sexuality hiding behind the fabric of the blonde executive's formal business suit. Like her rival, Nikki was extremely familiar with the physical and sexual competition continuously being waged between beautiful and ambitious women in the business world; among these jealous corporate princesses, Nikki was a queen-in-waiting, who had humiliated dozens of rivals with her smoldering body and feminine weapons.

With her long experience of female corporate rivalries, Nikki knew that a showdown with Sharon Vale was inevitable and very, very close. And Nikki was determined to come out on top in their coming battle.

The showdown came on a late Friday afternoon, after a heated meeting before the top management of the firm in which the two rivals had presented their competing proposals for an important account. The brief, private looks exchanged between the two beautiful enemies during the long and contentious conference were murderous. The tension between the women was obvious, but the other people present largely attributed it to the friction generated by the competing proposals. Some of the other women at the meeting knew that it was more than professional rivalry that was charging the air, however.

Samantha Johnson, the sexy, young vice-president of the firm, crossed her gorgeous legs smoothly as she felt a warm wetness beginning to develop in the crotch of her pantyhose as she watched the hidden confrontation between Sharon and Nikki. Sharon tugged on her tight blouse continuously during her blonde rival's presentation, rearranging her massive cleavage disdainfully, and distracting several of the men around her. Nikki's long, manicured nails tapped aggressively on the board behind her as she explained her proposal; Samantha Johnson heard a clear challenge in their staccato rhythm, and from the hot, hungry look that briefly surfaced on Sharon's beautiful face, she knew that she was not the only one.

A slow sexual anger began to build in each woman as the meeting dragged on. Beginning as a small knot of tension in their stomachs, it gradually expanded, swelling each woman's straining breasts, traveling down the length of their elegant legs to their hot, leather-clad feet, and producing a uncomfortable wetness in hidden, lace-covered crotches of both women. Nikki found herself dragging one long, red nail up the length of her dark
pantyhose under the table during Sharon's presentation, even darting it under her skirt briefly to finger her throbbing cunt.

The meeting finally ended, with nothing definite decided, yet. The meeting had run late, and the conference room emptied quickly as people rushed to make their Friday evening plans. Sharon, meanwhile, stalked off to the ladies bathroom, hot and angry from the meeting. She was splashing cold water on her face and blouse when she heard the familiar clang of spike heels ringing in the hallway, heading aggressively for the bathroom. Smiling grimly, Sharon undid the top few buttons of her blouse, squeezing a few more drops of water onto her heaving breasts, and turned on her heel to face the blonde creature in the doorway, her rival, her prey.

"You're not getting this account, slut," Nikki spat threateningly, advancing on her rival.

"From the presentation you gave today, YOU'RE certainly not getting it, you big bitch," Sharon said scornfully.

"Oh, I don't know," Nikki said. "I have a feeling that I'm going to have a lot less competition soon."

The women were almost face to face, now, studying each other intently, neither woman revealing anything other than an intense, jealous hatred of her rival. Sharon could feel her wet tits expanding underneath her blouse as she stared Nikki down, and right in front of her eyes, she could see the other woman's nipples swelling underneath her tight blouse, poking angrily out at her through the stretched fabric. The tension in her groin was by now unbearable. She had to lock up with this bitch, NOW!

Hissing with unveiled hatred, the two corporate rivals lunged at each other with their long, red nails. Sharon grabbed a handful of Nikki's soft, bright hair with her hands and pulled viciously, while Nikki screamed and dug at the tight bun of Sharon's blonde hair. With their arms extended and leaning away from each other, the rivals pulled at each other's golden tresses, their spike heels ringing on the tiled floor as the women staggered around the bathroom in their battle. Strands of Sharon's flaxen hair came away in Nikki's hand as the blonde tore at her rival's head, while her own scalp burned from Sharon's work on it.

Suddenly, Sharon felt Nikki's manicured nails creeping down her face toward her eyes, and she released her grip on her rival's quickly, pushing the bitch away from her. Nikki's beautiful face was a mask of hatred as she smiled hatefully at her rival, staggering back on her heels before regaining her balance. Both women's faces were streaked with sweat and their makeup had started to run.

Both women knew that their fight had only just begun. With a sharp cry, Sharon launched a vicious slap at her rival's face. Nikki staggered under the blow, but she came up swinging with a ringing slap of her own that reddened her rival's smooth cheek. Swearing at each other, the women launched a violent slap-fight, each woman lashing out in an almost blind rage at the beautiful face of her rival. Even as they fought in this violent manner, however, both women felt the wetness between their thighs increasing, not diminishing, and the grunts each women uttered as she landed a sharp slap were nakedly sexual. The heat from their reddened faces flushed their entire bodies with a furious sexual anger that demanded to be satisfied by some close body contact between the rival business cats.

Finally, the pace of the slap-fight slackened as the women's arms tired slightly. Falling forward suddenly, Sharon wrapped her arms around her rival's slender waist and did what she had dreamed of doing all afternoon: she crushed her hard, immense cleavage against Nikki's feminine globes of flesh. Squealing, the women crashed into the door of a bathroom stall, and stumbled within. Pushing her rival down onto the toilet seat roughly, Sharon twisted around quickly and shut the door of the stall behind her as she shoved the bolt into position, locking the women inside.

Nikki lay draped almost seductively on the toilet seat with her long legs spread wide and a hot, hungry look on her face, giving Sharon a glimpse of the dark lace panties she wore underneath her tight, black skirt. Her knees were touching Sharon's legs inside the cramped space of the stall as the women regarded each other. Both women's normally immaculate coifs were disheveled and slick with sweat, while their blouses clung wetly to their drenched upper bodies. Stiff, enraged nipples poked out stiffly from each woman's blouse, sexual weapons which could be used to devastating effect in the close confines of the stall.

There was a flash of leg movement and suddenly the heel of Nikki's leather pumps were heading for Sharon's delicious breast flesh. Gasping in surprise, the blonde barely managed to grab a hold of them, her firm ass crashing roughly into the door of the stall as she recoiled from Nikki's vicious attack with her legs. With a low, lustful growl, Nikki's feet slipped out of her heels and her long, deadly legs wrapped around the waist of her rival, as she pulled the blonde down to meet her body.

Soft female flesh collided with soft female flesh as the enraged women tore away each other's blouses, and hungrily crushed their naked mammaries against one another. Sharon's stiff pink nips caught and rubbed with her rival's engorged pair inside the pillow of their combined breast flesh; she panted with excitement as the women squirmed in each other's strong arms, thrusting their breasts at one another angrily as they fought to determine which bitch was best.

Nikki felt like her breasts were going to explode with pleasure and tension as they pushed against her rival's delicious flesh; she felt like they were swelling uncontrollably, each thrust threatening to burst her massive tits.

Sharon felt Nikki's nylons rubbing against her own as her rival's legs released their hold on her waist and began traveling down her long legs. As she felt Sharon's foot pushing in between her legs, trying to worm itself inside, she opened her thighs, welcoming it. Nikki's short skirt had rode up to almost her waist by now, and her leg slid in between Sharon's thighs with a delicious whisper of nylon. Her crimson lips twisted in a snarl of lustful jealousy as she brought a hard thigh up against Sharon's crotch, rubbing at her rival's excited mound through her panties.

Sharon leaned in close to Nikki's face, biting at her glistening lips. "That's it, bitch," she hissed. "Get me nice and ready for your cunt!"

Nikki snarled up into her rival's gorgeous, angry face. "My cunt's nice and ready for your pussy right now, slut!"

"Show me, whore," Sharon demanded, pulling at Nikki's long blonde hair and causing her rival's tight ass to lift off of the cold toilet seat in pain, her skirted crotch pressing hotly into Sharon's groin.

"I'll show you, bitch," Nikki swore, grabbing a hold of Sharon's disheveled locks with one hand and sliding her drenched pair of lace panties down her luscious hips with the other.

Sharon felt an uncontrollable trembling take hold of her body as her beautiful rival's pussy was finally revealed to her. Nikki's cunt was incredibly hairy: a riot of light, wispy pubic hair surrounded and guarded her glistening sex lips from rival cunts like Sharon's.

"C'mon, whore," Nikki taunted. "Show me that little schoolgirl pussy of yours."

Recovering from her first glimpse of rival pussy in the fight, Sharon sneered down at her rival. Releasing her hold on her rival's soft hair, she eased herself off of Nikki's hot body until she was standing as far away from her rival as possible in the cramped stall. Bringing her sharp nails to her full, womanly hips, Sharon slowly shimmied out of her tight red skirt and matching pair of lace panties. Nikki's eyes narrowed in surprise and jealousy as she faced a rival cunt that was every bit as hairy and hungry as her own. Sharon's fat vaginal lips were moist with sexual fury, as were her hot, heaving breasts, whose long, stiff nipples were almost enough by themselves to intimidate virtually any woman.

"Get up, bitch, and let's finish this, woman to woman," Sharon ordered her rival.

"Fuck you, and your body, cunt," Nikki snarled, rising from her position with a feline grace and furiously shedding her tight black skirt. Smoothing her tangle of pubic hair down, and flanking her hot pussy with her bright red nails, Nikki glared at her hated rival, preparing herself for what she was sure would be her greatest conquest of enemy cunt in her career.

The women paused for a moment before the final tangle of cunts to breathe in the electrifying smell of fully aroused womanhood that suffused the small stall. One woman would walk out of here victorious, her dominant pussy devouring and humiliating her rival's broken pussy. Once a woman's sexual confidence was shattered by a rival, her career was virtually over. Such women almost never rose any further on the corporate ladder. Sharon and Nikki smiled cruelly as they both prepared to end their rival's corporate ambitions.

With twin growls of lust and hatred, the beautiful enemies came together with their steaming cunts. Gasping as her naked pussy slapped wetly against her rival's waiting sex lips, Sharon reached around to claw at Nikki's naked back, raising angry red scratches with her manicured nails, while she crushed her hot tits against her rival's chest.

The hard, supple muscles in each woman's beautiful ass rippled with furious effort as the rivals humped each another murderously, their hot bodies fully joined in sexual combat, now.

Sharon's flat, hard stomach was tight against her rival's equally hard midriff as the women sex fought, growling in desperate arousal as the heat from their joined pussies and battling tits threatened to overwhelm their bodies. The snarls of hatred were gone, now, as both women gasped and moaned, struggling against each other's hot cunts, fucking each other roughly with their sex and pulling hair in this corporate sex brawl.

Sharon groaned as she felt her vaginal lips pressed flat against Nikki's with an almost audible hiss. Both women realized that the end for one of them was near, now, as the rivals continued to exchange strong pelvic thrusts, each woman waiting for the devastating moment when clit would meet clit in the final fuck, and their rivalry would be decided.

Finally, it came, and both women stiffened in each other's arms, crying out involuntarily as their clits were joined in electrifying, erotic combat. Wave after wave of pleasure rocked each woman's body as they sobbed uncontrollably; their pelvic thrusts were now more like spasms as the rivals rode each other to what would be the most intense orgasm ever for the loser.

Nikki screamed agonizingly as she came, her juices flooding into Sharon's triumphant twat. Shoving her rival against the wall of the small stall, Sharon laughed wickedly through her tears into her rival's beautiful face as she finished off her hated rival with her throbbing, victorious clit. Satisfied at last, she released her pussy hold on Nikki, letting the other blonde crumple slowly to the tiled floor.

Throwing on the remains of her tattered clothing, and rearranging her hair as best she could, Sharon left the bathroom, leaving her defeated rival behind. She smiled at the small circle of female executives who greeted her outside and their insincere congratulations. They were all jealous bitches, and she knew that each one of them was thinking whether or not she was going to be Sharon's next victim. Sooner or later, they all would be, the blonde resolved.