- Part 7
The next day was Friday and a couple girls asked her if she
was going to Judy’s party. Kathi was surprised to hear that
the other girls had been invited to a sleepover—she had
assumed she would finally get a chance to face Judy in
private. She couldn’t quite believe that the redhead would
squander what might be their only chance to take their duel
to a completely private arena, but she still looked forward
to whatever the redhead had in mind.
She arrived at Judy’s around seven to find most of the
other girls already there. There was Christina, a rough kind of
girl with curly dark hair and ruddy skin; Liz, a
strawberry blonde who Kathi had always found kind of stuck
up; Debbie, a very preppie girl with a sleek helmet of black
hair and long, tanned legs, and Rachel, a flashy blonde girl
who’d been in a lot of school plays. Kathi knew all of them
but most only casually; they were all older and had
graduated the previous year—now they had jobs in town. Some
were already in bikinis out by the pool and Kathi noticed
immediately that they all seemed to have similar bodies:
they were all a little taller than average, slender and
athletic with strong legs, slender but curvy hips, long
waists and better than average breasts. She might not have
put either herself or Judy in the latter category until
recently, but now even with both girls dressed she could
tell that she and the redhead were as busty as any of the
She saw a few open bottles of beer scattered around and
noted a large bar at one end of the pool. She had heard
Judy’s dad was a big drinker and this certainly confirmed
it. Judy was already in the pool, her striking red hair now
silkily plastered to her head and neck with water.
As she entered the patio area Christina stood up from her lawn
chair and playfully grabbed Debbie to push her into the
pool. There was a moment where Debbie shrieked before
throwing her weight back against the other brunette and Kathi heard their strong bodies actually slap together, and
watched their tanned legs and back muscles ripple as they
briefly grappled for position. Then Debbie buckled and both
girls fell into the pool. They continued to struggle,
laughing and shrieking and now soaking wet in the shallow
pool. Kathi could feel goosebumps rising all over her body
at the sight of the two wet girls wrestling each other. She
shot a pointed look at Judy, and. Judy returned the stare,
“Jump in, Kathi, or I might do the same thing to you,” the
redhead said, smiling brightly.
“Don’t be so sure you can push me around, Judy,” Kathi said
gamely, returning the smile.
“Are we just going to have catfight contests all night?”
Liz chimed in derisively.
“Oh, does that bother you, Liz?” Rachel said immediately. Kathi saw a look flash between the two that seemed to mirror
the one that had passed between her and Judy when she’d
entered. What was going on here?
“It doesn’t bother me a bit, Rachel, because I could kick
your ass!” Liz replied. She seemed to be joking in some
strange way but the tension in the air was still palpable. Kathi glanced back at the two thrashing dark-haired girls in
the pool and noticed that their playful wrestling seemed to
be turning a lot rougher and more competitive. But Liz and
Rachel were now grinning at each other as if sharing some
“Are you going to swim, Kathi?’ Judy asked pointedly.
“Of course I’m going to swim,” Kathi replied. She and Judy
stared at each other for an extended moment and Kathi
realized that the ball had come into her court. She
unbuttoned her top, drew it open and tossed it on a glass
poolside table, then bent down to undo and slip out of her
shorts. She made certain to lean down facing Judy so the
redhead could get a view straight down her chest with her
boobs hanging down as far as the blood red bikini cups would
let them. Then she tossed her shorts on top of her blouse.
Rachel gave out a long wolf whistle and Kathi noted Liz
too staring at her appreciatively. “Wow,” Rachel said. “I
heard some girls talking about you the other day, about the
way you filled out. Way to go.”
Kathi shrugged, not certain how to answer that. “Yeah,”
Liz said. “You look hot, girl. Too bad there aren’t any
Kathi saw Judy glide over to the pool ladder and grip the
rungs, eyeing her for a moment before hauling herself out of
the water. Kathi was dumbstruck as she saw her new enemy’s
gleaming, wet body emerge from the pool. She barely noticed
the bright green bikini as the redhead’s breasts seemed to
surge out first, jiggling wetly, long drops of water falling
from beneath them and even, Kathi noticed, from the jutting
tips of her nipples that were distending the emerald green
bikini top cups seemingly to the breaking point. In the
fading autumn light her body looked like sculptured milk and
honey, deliciously pale with the golden rays of the setting
sun adding burnished highlights along every muscle and
curve. Her belly was as flat and sexy as Kathi had
remembered from dance class, her innie navel almost
obscenely large, an erotic orifice held snugly between
rippling abdominal muscles. And centered between her flaring
hips was a miniscule patch of green fabric as small or
smaller than the red triangle that barely covered Kathi’s
groin. She could see the supple swell of vulva pressing out
on either side of Judy’s bikini briefs, and the other girl
was so toned and her crotch rode so high and firm between
her legs that Kathi could even get a view of the other
girl’s firm buttocks flanking her sex from behind, peeking
out from between her spread legs.
Judy was eyeing her too, Kathi realized, her brilliant blue
eyes flashing over every exposed inch of her toned body,
raking up her so provocatively that she felt almost violated
by the time the other girl’s stare reached the red lipstick
that graced her full mouth and matched the blood red, stark
lines of her bikini. Judy had lipstick on too, she noted,
almost as red as hers was, and the contrast between her red
lips and the emerald green bikini made them stand out just
as much as Kathi’s did.
Kathi stared at her enemy and her surroundings seemed to
almost disappear, even the chatter of the other girls around
them. She was astounded at Judy’s beauty and her almost
innocent sexiness, just as she had always been—only now it
confronted her in a way she had never been faced with
before. Compounding her feelings was the look on Judy’s
face that said that she was just as awestruck by Kathi’s
nearly naked body as Kathi was by hers. Her nipples had been
hard when she’d entered the house and now they seemed to be
close to ripping the thin silk of her bikini cups open. Just
staring at Judy in the bikini was almost more than she
could handle—what was she going to do later on when she
would probably be faced with so much more than this? Now the
stakes in her ongoing conflict with this incredible girl had
been raised impossibly high.
Staring at Judy she dove into the heated pool and let the
lukewarm water caress her bare skin. For a moment she felt
the tension and frustration that had been building in her
for weeks dissipate into the soothing water. She emerged to
see Judy lowering herself into the pool and wading toward
her. She stood up and let Judy see her beautifully
sculpted, toned body soaking wet for the first time. Now the
soaked silk of her top clung to her breasts like a second
skin; as she glanced down she saw that every goosebump on
her stiffening boobs was visible through the almost
translucent material. She reached up to make a slight
adjustment to the top, briefly gripping her own boobs while
Judy watched. As she approached Kathi Judy made the same
adjustment to her own perfect boobs, and Kathi saw how
supple and malleable those two beautiful, floating globes of
flesh were. A few feet from them Debbie and Judy still
wrestled away, grunting and pressing against each other
roughly. Christina dunked Debbie and then pulled her up wrapped
in a bearhug, and Kathi’s eyes widened as she saw their
bronzed breasts pressing so tightly against each other
through their bikini tops that shockingly white, untanned
flesh bulged out on either side.
“Come on, you fucking cunt,” Christina said. “I heard you were so
tough.” The brunette growled her taunt into Debbie’s ear
quietly and spitefully, but it was still broadcast loud
enough for everyone to hear.
“Okay, you big dirty bitch, if you want to fight we’ll
fight!” Debbie growled back. The girls seemed genuinely
angry, their voices thick and hoarse just the way Judy and Kathi’s voices sounded during their own heated phone
conversations. But as roughly as they were fighting, it was
also clear that they were holding back, that there was some
kind of mutual agreement not to hurt each other or go too
far here. The sound of the two girls’ dirty language was
like hot butter in Kathi’s ears—it seemed to sink through
her head and fan a flame that sank down into her breasts and
crotch. Judy was very close to her now and Kathi realized
the redhead might try to start the same kind of playful
fight with her that Debbie and Kathi were having. Suddenly
she thrashed herself away with Judy in pursuit, a mix of
excitement and frustration on her face. The grunts and moans
and occasional smacking sounds of the combat between the two
brunettes continued as Kathi fled around the pool, making
her dizzy with lust. She wanted to close with Judy,
especially now in this pool of erotically-charged water, but
she still wasn’t sure she wanted to make a public display
out of her private duel with the redhead.
Judy finally cornered her in the deep end of the pool just
as the underwater lights came up, bathing Judy’s creamy
body in an otherworldly light. Only the redhead’s head, neck
and shoulders broke the water now; and Kathi’s back was
against the painted cement of the pool’s edge. Judy treaded
water and the two soaked girls regarded one another until
the redhead grabbed the rung of the ladder next to Kathi and
pulled herself close. The other girls were involved in their
own activities and were in any case out of earshot by this
point; Kathi knew if they kept their voices low no one would
“I suppose you think you look pretty hot in that slutty red
bikini of yours, don’t you?” Judy said meanly.
“I guess you think you look hot, too,” Kathi purred.
“I know I look a lot hotter than you do, girl,” Judy said.
“Not even,” Kathi said haughtily, projecting a confidence
she didn’t quite feel. “I’m definitely the hottest between
the two of us.”
Judy glared at her for a long moment and then reached down
to the clasp between her two bikini top cups. She undid the
clasp with one hand while Kathi watched breathlessly, then
slid the two cups aside to reveal her two bare, milky-white,
pink-nippled breasts. Kathi clamped her mouth shut to keep
from gasping at the look of Judy’s naked nipples jutting
out almost an inch and a half in front of her goosefleshed
boobs. In the rippling distortion of the water and the
underwater lighting caressing her creamy bosom Kathi
couldn’t be sure exactly how big the redhead’s boobs really
were or how long her nipples were, but the sight of them
staggered her. She knew she couldn’t back down from this
silent challenge; staring intently into Judy’s eyes, she
reached down to undo the front clasp of her own top and
pointedly allowed her constricted breasts to burst out of
their confinement, floating and quivering like lava lamp
material in front of her rival’s boobs. Of course her own
brown nipples extended out in front of her like deadly
daggers, pointing accusingly at Judy’s erect breasts and
nipples. From where she stood she definitely thought they
were the equal of Judy’s boobs but viewing them through
this distorting lens was no way to find out. She could tell
that the sight of her dark-colored nips seemed to intimidate
the redhead a little.
Without warning Judy suddenly slipped one hand forward
underwater and clamped it down on Kathi’s left breast. Kathi
gasped and instinctively shot her own left hand out to grab
Judy’s right boob. The redhead’s fingers squeezed down on
her tender flesh, first crushing down on the whole globe of
her breast, then contracting to clamp down on her aureole
and nipple. The redhead’s breast felt amazingly supple and
soft in her hand and knowing what Judy’s fingers felt like
as they dug into her aureole she was almost afraid to do the
same to the redhead. Judy pressed closer and her forehead
came to rest on Kathi’s as the girls dug in, twisting and
pinching at each other’s nipples.
“You think those big, brown nipples of yours are so hot, so
how does this feel?” Judy demanded tightly.
“How does it feel on those weak pink nips of yours, slut?”
Kathi replied, trembling.
“I’m going to twist your tits off, bitch,” Judy growled.
“Just try it!” Kathi snarled. Despite the other activities
in the pool neither girl launched herself fully at the other
and in fact both made an effort to disguise what was going
on beneath the water. In order to keep themselves in the
same position on the wall neither girl could use her other
hand. Kathi continued to work Judy’s breast and nipple,
intently searching for signs of weakness in the other girl’s
face. She was clearly hurting the redhead but Judy didn’t
look ready to back down and her own breast was throbbing
from the redhead’s attack. Somehow both girls shoved away
and broke off the struggle at the same instant, eyeing each
other warily for signs the other was ready to renew the
battle. They separated, each swimming off in separate
directions, still watching one another. Kathi carefully
readjusted her top and she saw Judy doing the same. The
friendly but intense wrestling between Christina and Debbie had
broken off and eventually everyone climbed out of the pool.
Kathi regarded the other four girls suspiciously as she
moved to sit on a lawn chair near a gas heater on the deck.
She wondered why Judy had invited these interlopers when
she could easily have had the entire evening, if not the
weekend, alone with Kathi. They might never get such a
chance again, Kathi realized, and once the year ended who
knew when she would see Judy again? She had pinned all of
her emotions on bringing their long duel to a conclusion
this weekend and now Judy was frustrating her efforts once
again. Since the beginning Kathi had felt that defeating the
redhead, dominating and humiliating her would somehow
exorcise the terrible hold the redhead had on her emotions.
She knew that without even thinking of it Judy was
controlling her, manipulating her, and now that Kathi had
brought things out in the open the redhead seemed to be
enjoying toying with her like this. That was probably why
she’d staged this bogus party, Kathi thought. Maybe she was
dangling the idea of settling their feud in front of Kathi
with no real intention of taking things to the final stage.
Judy sat down, eyeing her sullenly and began sipping at a
beer. Kathi noticed a cold bottle on a table next to her and
opened it, eyeing the redhead as she drank. It tasted
terrible but she noted that all the other girls were
drinking and she didn’t feel like being left behind. She
noticed that Christina and Rachel were pounding the stuff down
like they were born to it while the other girls, Judy
included, sipped as if drinking the liquid were purely
mandatory. As the sun set and the deck lights came on the
girls talked animatedly about boys, the other girls at
school, and their sexual experiences. Kathi danced around
the topic since she’d never gone all the way with any of the
boys she’d dated and she noted with satisfaction that Judy
wasn’t chiming in on her conquests either. The other girls
all seemed to have had plenty of experience, and Kathi’s
ears pricked up when Liz seemed to intimate that she had
even done it with another girl.
The night cooled, driving the girls inside, although Kathi
noted that everyone stayed in their still damp bikinis.
Although they all dried off there was a tangy scent of
chlorine in the air, mixed with beer and, oddly, some
perfume. Kathi studied the other girl’s bodies
surreptitiously from her chair as they talked and drank.
They all had great boobs, she thought. All the girls seemed
as eager to parade their chests, legs and hips around as
they would have been to a room full of boys—nobody made a
move to put on a T-shirt or anything else. It seemed clear
from the discussion that the four other girls planned on
staying over night, and Kathi was both annoyed and titilated
by the idea. The mix of politics in the room was
interesting, with Liz an obvious gadfly who was clearly
annoying Christina, Rachel clearly full of herself and Debbie vacilating between uptight timidity and evidence of a real
temper. Judy seemed as interested by their interaction as Kathi was and both girls did more listening than talking.
“I can’t believe you’d have sex with a girl,” Debbie said to
Liz. By now they were all feeling the alcohol and the
restraints really seem to have been taken off the
“I’m surprised you’d say that since you were practically
fucking Christina out there in the pool, Debbie,” Liz said
“Why don’t you shut the fuck up, Liz,” Christina said sullenly,
glaring at Liz drunkenly from her chair.
“Why don’t you suck my tits, Christina?” Liz said brightly,
leaning back and stretching as if to show off her tawny,
lightly freckled boobs.
“Yeah, you’d probably love that,” Christina retorted.
“I doubt you’d be very good at it,” Liz said.
“You’re the expert,” Christina agreed. Kathi noted a strange
similarity between the auburn-haired Liz and dark-haired
Christina; they seemed to have the same mixture of roughness and
fragility, the same ruddy, slightly freckled skin and
flaring, fluffy hair, even though Liz’s was auburn and
Christina’s a dark brown. There was a hint of androgyny to the
girls, a little remnant of tomboy in each of them that
somehow made their flat bellies, long supple legs and heavy
breasts that much more striking. Even though Liz had a
teasing, girlish personality there was an underlying hint of
physical menace in her as if she might have been in real
fights. Christina clearly looked like she had; her biceps were
tanned and powerful-looking and her no-nonsense, surly
demeanor made Kathi wary of her. But none of the other girls
were really any bigger or taller than she was.
“So how do you fuck girls, Liz?” Rachel chimed in.
“You have to have a really long clit,” Liz said. That
brought a burst of laughter from the other girls even though
the phrase made the hair on the back of Kathi’s neck stand
up. She flashed a look at Judy but the other girl was
intent on the conversation.
“You are full of it,” Debbie said.
“Maybe you’d like to try it out and find out, sweetie,”
Liz continued to argue with and bait the other girls and
the talk got dirtier and dirtier. Inevitably the topic got
around to each others bodies and with the mix of animosity
and drunkenness in the room there were no holds barred.
“You act like you have the greatest tits in the world,”
Liz snipped to Rachel. “They’re not that great, honey.”
“And yours are?” Rachel said.
“I’ve got the best tits in this room, I’ll tell you that,”
Liz said haughtily. Kathi couldn’t believe what she was
“They don’t look so great from here,” Christina murmured.
“Maybe they’d look better in your face, baby,” Liz shot
“I’m getting sick of your mouth, bitch,” Christina said quietly.
“If your boobs are so great let’s see them,” Debbie chimed
“Yeah,” Rachel agreed.
Liz blushed a little but she was smiling as if this was
perfectly fine with that. “You know my boobs are getting hot
in this halter anyway,” she said gamely.
“Take it off,” Rachel suggested. Liz eyed her for a
moment, something again passing between them. Then the
auburn-haired girl arched her back and undid her bikini top,
shrugging out of it and letting her breasts jiggle free. Her
boobs were pale and incredibly round, her nipples brown and
pointy—just like her own, Kathi thought, although her sharp
little nips weren’t as long and thick as Kathi’s. Kathi
could tell just by the way they jiggled on her chest that
Liz’s breasts were heavy and firm, and they stood out
provocatively. Kathi could see the other girls eyeing
Liz’s boobs jealously for a second, each of them obviously
mentally measuring them against her own.
“Fuck, mine are just as big as yours,” Rachel said,
stretching out in her own chair and reaching behind herself
to undo her own top. She whipped the loose top off with a
flourish and gave her creamy chest a shake. She had large
aureoles and her nipples were like little cones at their
centers, puckered and fat. The girls sat up in their
opposing chairs and put their hands on their hips, each
looking from her own to her opposite’s breasts. But Kathi
noted that both girls were smiling and she couldn’t sense
real tension between the two.
“Oh, mine are obviously better,” Liz teased.
“Hardly, honey; hardly,” Rachel retorted. Then she turned to
Debbie casually and said “This was your idea, Debbie, so how
about seeing what you’ve got?”
Debbie snorted derisively. “Fuck you; I’m not showing you
lesbians my breasts,” she said, and Kathi thought she caught
a hint of genuine discomfort in her voice.
“I told you she was a prude,” Rachel said to Liz. “I guess
somebody’s ashamed of what they’ve got.”
“I’m not ashamed one bit!” Debbie snapped.
“Then show us your tits,” Christina said. She spoke slowly, with
a touch of irritation and even a little menace behind her
voice. Debbie glared at her for a moment and then began to
undo her top with an almost violent, angry demeanor.
“Okay, you fucking bitches, take a good look!” she said,
whipping off her top. Kathi’s eyebrows raised as she saw
Debbie’s fat boobs, shockingly white where the bikini cups
had covered her otherwise brown, tanned, buttery skin. Her
aureoles, like Rachel’s, were huge, and her nipples were the
same fat, conical shape. Her big aureoles were a darker
brown, almost the same as her darkly tanned skin, and they
showed up like bullseyes at the front of her heavy breasts.
“Oooh, Debbie and Rachel have big ugly aureoles, don’t
they?” Liz taunted. “I like my sharp little brown nipples
a lot better.”
After a few more minutes of bitchy talk between Debbie,
Rachel and Liz, Rachel seemed to notice that Christina wasn’t
taking part. “Let’s see Christina’s,” she said, leaning back in
her recliner so her breasts jutted upward on her chest.
“Yeah, Christina, you were pretty mean with those in the pool,”
Debbie said. Liz turned on her side so that her
sharp-nippled, full boobs were facing the brown-haired girl
and she stared at Christina contemptuously.
“Yeah, I’d like to see what Christina’s got,” she said.
stared at her evenly and for a moment Kathi didn’t know what
was going to happen. She had to admit she was curious about
what lay under the tough girl’s bikini top, and she wondered
if her breasts looked like Debbie’s. The thought of Debbie’s
huge, dark aureoles pressing up against another set of
breasts just like hers suddenly sent a tingling sensation
between Kathi’s legs. She wondered if Debbie’s nipples and
aureoles were more sensitive or less sensitive than hers.
That’s when Christina completely caught her off guard. “I’d like
to see Kathi and Judy’s tits bare first,” she said. The
other three girls suddenly turned around to look at the
short-haired blonde and redhead, seated across the room from
each other. “I’ll show what I’ve got after we see them.”
Kathi suddenly locked eyes with Judy. She had settled into
an almost comfortable role of voyeur at the party, watching
the fascinating interaction between Christina, Liz, Rachel and
Debbie. Now suddenly she and Judy were the centers of
attention. She looked for any sign of hesitation in Judy’s
eyes and she saw a flicker of answering challenge in the
redhead’s soft face, hardening just a little as she met Kathi’s stare.
“Come on, Judy,” Liz said. “Just because it’s your house
doesn’t mean you get out of it,”
“I didn’t plan on getting out of it,” Judy said calmly,
sitting up just a little. Kathi raised herself up a bit too,
and for a second both girls leaned forward as if afraid the
other girl might bare her breasts first. Then they backed
off a bit, eyeing each other uncertainly. Kathi had always
avoided showering in front of other girls at school and no
one else had really seen her breasts out in the open yet.
She had thought she’d crossed the ultimate line by flashing
Judy in the pool, but that had been underwater at dusk, and
even though she’d caught a good glimpse of Judy’s boobs she
couldn’t say she’d really seen them for real. Her pulse
quickened as she realized that baring her breasts first
might put her one up on Judy in their little psychological
war. She arched her back slightly, sitting up and reaching
around to find her bikini straps. She realized all the girls
in the room were now eyeing her expectantly as her fingers
closed on the straps.
“I said I’d do it,” Judy said abruptly. Heads flipped back
to look at the redhead as she quickly undid her bikini
straps and shrugged her way out of her green top.
Kathi almost gasped as the other girl’s beautiful, milky
white breasts tumbled free of the top, jiggling just
slightly before they took a jutting position upward in the
cool air. Even from where she sat Kathi could see the two
boobs hardening and stiffening with gooseflesh, and she saw
Judy’s already hard pink nipples growing longer and more
erect by the second. Soon they were pointing out and
directly at Kathi, casting long shadows down Judy’s firm
boobs in the overhead lighting.
“Oh my god, girl!” Debbie said finally. “Those are like the
longest nipples ever!”
“I think those might be the biggest nipples I’ve ever seen,”
Liz said appreciatively. “I would have never thought you
had them to look at you.”
“I’ll bet you’d like to suck on those, wouldn’t you Liz?”
“Fuck you,” Liz retorted. “If I did they’d never let a guy
suck them again, I’ll tell you that.”
Judy was staring directly into Kathi’s eyes, and clearly
enjoying the stunned compliments from the other girls. Her
expression said everything: Let’s see if you can beat these.
Kathi realized suddenly, infuriated, that if she didn’t
produce the same reaction in these girls that Judy would
have won a huge victory over her. She wondered for a
paranoid second whether Judy hadn’t set this whole thing up
to humiliate her and gotten these girls in on it. But now
her choice was to either stand up to the redhead’s challenge
or be the only girl here to refuse to bare her breasts.
She sucked in a deep breath, thinking that if her nipples
happened to not cooperate she could at least show everyone
that her breasts were just as big and full as Judy’s. She
slipped her hands across her top, flicking her thumbs across
her nipples quickly while her hands were in front of her
boobs, and she was answered with a satisfying feeling of
length and stiffness. She saw several of the girls’ stares
settling on her clearly erect nipples as she reached behind
herself to undo her top straps. Her eyes never left Judy’s
as she wriggled her way out of her top and shook her boobs
free of the blood-red silk bikini cups.
For a second there was no reaction as every girl in the room
stared at her chest. Then Rachel said “Oh my god! Wait a
minute, you have to stand up!” she said, getting out of her
chair and grabbing Kathi’s arm.
“What do you mean?” Kathi demanded uncertainly as Rachel
hauled her out of her chair.
“Don’t you think these are as long as Judy’s?” Rachel asked
Debbie, who readily nodded in agreement.
“They’re fucking big, that’s for sure,” the brunette said.
Christina merely sat in silence, smiling in satisfaction at the
ruckus she was causing. Liz shot her a disgusted look and
then got out of her chair, grabbing Judy’s forearm.
“I’ve got to see something,” she said as she pulled a fuming
Judy out of her chair and pulled her over to where Kathi
now stood. The two rivals stared at each other warily, each
trying to drink in the vision of the other completely naked
and vulnerable while trying to make sure that the other
girls weren’t about to completely humiliate them. Liz got
behind Judy and held her by the biceps and Kathi felt
Rachel’s fingers on her own arms, directing her from behind
until she and Judy were facing each other, their erect
nipples just a few inches apart.
“Those have to be like exactly the same size,” Rachel said
excitedly. “I have never seen nipples that big before.”
“Do you have a ruler, Judy?” Liz said from behind the
redhead. Judy had to swallow before she responded and when
she did her voice was momentarily a dry croak.
“There’s one in that drawer behind you,” she said thickly.
“Well we don’t need a ruler to see who’s bigger,” Rachel
said quickly. “Here,” she said, shoving Kathi forward some
more. “Just put them length to length and see whose touches
the other’s boob first.”
Kathi saw Judy’s eyes blaze at that statement and she even
struggled a little herself but it was clear the other girls
weren’t going to be dissuaded from this course. Judy’s
creamy chest came forward and before she knew it her nipple
points flicked across those of the redhead, eliciting a
sharp gasp from each of them.
“God, settle down,” Rachel said. “Haven’t you ever touched
your tits against another girl’s before?” Thankfully Rachel
and Liz carefully guided their boobs so that their nipples
lay alongside one another with about half an inch between
their stiff, distended shafts. Debbie and Christina came between
them and eyed the results carefully; Christina had even snatched
the requested ruler and held it up while she eyed their
nipples appraisingly. Standing straight now, Kathi could see
that Judy’s nipples pointed slightly upwards, as did hers.
She was careful not to move and only glanced between Judy’s
blazing eyes and the meeting point of their two bare bosoms
as the other girls positioned them in blatant opposition.
She held her breath, wondering whether her nipples would
touch Judy’s breasts first or whether she’d feel the points
of Judy’s nipples touch her.
“I can’t tell who’s longer,” Christina admitted. “Push them in
closer.” Suddenly Kathi felt her aureoles being scraped by
Judy’s nipples, but at the exact same instant she felt
soft, yielding breast flesh touching the tips of her own
“I think they touched at the same time,” Debbie agreed.
“Fuck it; pull them back,” Christina said, wielding the ruler as
Rachel and Liz each tugged their charges backward a pace
and bent them backwards so that their nipples were pointing
even more skyward. Christina eyed each of them with amusement as
she took the ruler to each pair of stiff nipples and
“You’re both exactly an inch and a half long,” she
“Who’s thicker?” Liz said quickly.
“I don’t have a tape measure, bitch,” Christina said, then placed
the ruler just under Kathi’s left nipple and stared down at
it, her soft brown hair tickling Kathi’s face. She smelled
good, Kathi thought, and at that moment Christina looked upward
at her nose to nose. “Three eighths of an inch thick,” she
said, glancing down at Kathi’s mouth for a moment before
turning to do Judy. After a moment she stepped away and
said “You’re both three-eighths thick.”
Debbie had gathered their two tops and was reading the size
tags on them. “These are exactly the same size, too,” she
“Has anybody here ever been in a titfight?” Liz asked
“Is that what you do in your bi-curious bars, Liz?” Rachel
“So you’ve never been in one?” Liz replied.
“Of course I have,” Rachel said, rolling her eyes.
“Everybody’s done it,”
“I don’t think everyone here has,” Liz said. “I think
we’ve got the ultimate match here.”
Kathi’s pulse was pounding in her ears. Just seeing her
rival topless was stunning enough, but she didn’t know if
she could handle what might be to come, certainly not in
front of four leering witnesses like this. Judy still tried
to meet her stare, glancing down pointedly at her bare
breasts, but she wasn’t sure that the redhead was any
readier for this public contest than she was.
“You want to fight, Liz?” Christina demanded hotly.
“Yeah,” Liz said thickly. The two girls continued to
circle for a minute and then slowly brought their wicked
little nipples together, their eyes blazing into each other
as Liz put her chin up and pressed it into Christina’s. Muscles
flexed along their bodies as they stood against each other,
just matching nipple to nipple, keeping the tiny, cruel
little shafts together.
“Mine are harder than yours,” Christina said sullenly, and Kathi
felt a little flash of arousal at the sound of the
brown-haired girl repeating almost verbatim Judy’s
challenge in their dance class.
“I’ll break yours, bitch,” Liz replied. The girls circled
for a few more seconds and then there was an
earth-shattering smack as Christina drove her left breast into
Liz’s right one. Liz staggered back, her breast
shuddering from the impact, but Christina followed her and
smashed her right boob into Liz’s left.
“You big whore,” Liz said, blinking away tears from the
pain. She moved in and for a second the two girls exchanged
a flurry of wicked, stinging tit-to-tit slaps, then jabbed
nipple to nipple for a few more seconds. Kathi’s ears rang
with the sound of the heavy, liquid-filled impacts: she had
never seen breasts used like this before. The girls’ lean,
toned bodies strained against each other, tendons rippling
as they countered each other’s moves. Then they viciously
tit-whipped each other for several more seconds. Kathi
marveled at the sound of deep, weighty smacks thundering
through the room. Rachel and Debbie’s breasts were probably
the largest and fattest in the room but they weren’t quite
as firm and high as Liz and Christina’s and Kathi doubted they
could have been used in this kind of war even if the two had
wanted to do anything beyond the teasing skirmish they’d
gotten into. And she knew her own breasts were slightly
smaller than the two fighters’ were, although they were
still firm and massive enough to inflict damage.
She glanced at the mesmerized Judy standing next to her,
flicking her eyes down to her rival’s pale breasts and
wondering how they would stand up to hers in this kind of
fight. She was startled to see Judy’s nipples seeming even
longer and more wickedly upturned than they’d been before
the two had gone off to confront each other in private.
Whether from the sight of the dueling girls in front of her
or the sensation from their own brief tit to tit tussle, her
breasts and nipples were now stiffer and more aroused than
ever. Kathi looked nervously down at her own breasts and
gasped a little as she saw that her own nips were also
incredibly engorged and distended, her breasts mottled with
She turned her attention back to the confrontation between
Liz and Christina. By now the girls’ shoulder-length hairdos
were matted and disheveled, giving both girls an
increasingly wild and primitive look. The working class
seemed to take to the look impressively but it was shocking
to see the sophisticated, snotty Liz looking more and more
like some primal cavegirl. Both girls’ breasts were
reddening and flushed from the constant impacts of her
opponent’s boobs and Kathi could see that their dark little
nipples were extended about as far as they would go, a
little more than half an inch. She could tell that these
stiff, blunt nipples wouldn’t bend under the assault of
another or twist as they impacted enemy breast tissue: the
proof of that was a number of reddened, circular marks on
each girl’s pale breasts where her rival had jammed her
stiff nipples in deep and hard during a breast-on-breast
collision. The girls’ nipples were like metal punches
inflicting painful damage every time they smashed in on
tender, bare breast flesh. Kathi winced at every smack and
could see that both girls were reeling from the stinging,
“Come on, Liz!” Christina snarled, battering her back until she
was nearly cornered at one end of the living room. “I
thought you were a tough little bitch but you’re just a
prissy little stuck up pussy!”
“I’ll show you who the pussy is you whore,” Liz growled as
she took Christina’s blows, gathered herself and then launched a
searing series of chest smacks against Christina, driving her
back into the middle of the room. Exhausted, both girls’
upper bodies smacked into a clinch and they held each other
cheek to cheek, hissing obscenities into each other’s
“I’ve been waiting to get at your body a long time, baby,”
Christina groaned into Liz. “You’ve been strutting this body of
yours in my face long enough.”
“I’ll bet you’ve wanted me,” Liz said hoarsely. “I’ve had
it with your attitude and your tough bitch act. I’ve wanted
you, too, and I’ve been waiting to get down and dirty with
you a long time.”
“You want to settle things with me, lady, let’s do it right
here and now,” Christina retorted, grinding her now sweat-slick
breasts all over Liz’s. Kathi watched as the girls’ bosoms
jockeyed for position, first one set of sweaty boobs
overwhelming and dominating the other, then giving way as
the first pair raked hard nipples over its rivals’ tender
flesh, leaving long red marks as if fingernails, not
nipples, were being employed. As both toned bodies swayed
and strained Kathi could see sweat coating their backs and
matting their soft hair in wet curls around their necks and
faces. Both girls twisted to exchange spiteful, angry bites
before separating and nastily smashing breast to breast
again and again, their boobs jiggling violently with every
“You think you’re some hot, sexy bitch but you’re just a
stuck-up pussy!” Christina growled as she battered at the
“You just can’t take coming up against somebody sexier than
you, whore!” Liz replied furiously.
“I can take anything you can put out, bitch,” Christina said
back. “You bring on whatever you got, cunt!”
“Good! How about this?” Liz said, wrapping her arms around
Christina’s sweat-soaked lower back and smashing their straining
pelvises together. Kathi could see her bikini-lined crotch
suddenly jam in between Christina’s brown legs and the
brown-haired girl grunted at the impact. Liz’s pale
buttocks flexed as she rammed her crotch into Christina’s three,
then four times before Christina gathered herself to pound right
back at her, her tawny buns clenching with the effort.
Droplets of sweat scattered off both girls’ hips as they
joined this new phase of the battle, spreading their legs
for balance and seeming to invite each other deeper into
this deeply private arena. Neither girl even seemed aware of
the four spectators in the room any longer. Their taunts and
insults were pitched low, just to be heard by the other
girl’s ears inches away, but the fury behind the two angry
voices was more than enough to make their threats audible to
“Oh, you want a cunt fight, baby?” Christina groaned. “I’ll beat
that fat hairy pussy of yours raw!”
“I’ll grind your cunt bald, bitch!” Liz snarled back. Both
girls punched away at each other’s groins with equal
ferocity; dull, blunt impacts shook the room as the girls
slammed pubic bone to pubic bone, forcing grunts of pain
from each other. Even with the battle now centered on their
crotches they found time to land single breast smacks on
each other and to bite at each other’s necks and faces,
glaring wildly into each other nose to nose. Kathi had never
seen two women so primally focused on destroying one
another, yet for all its violence she had to note how
ritualized this duel really was. Either girl could have
punched, kicked or scratched, but the little amount of
scratching that was going on seemed intended as much to
arouse as to hurt—each girl dragged nails across each
other’s buttocks and backs, but neither girl had long
fingernails and the pale marks they left shifted only to a
pale, abrading pink without leaving the bloody red trails
Kathi might have expected. After several minutes of violent
cunt battering the rapidly tiring combatants sank back into
their mutual, sweaty clinch and Liz attempted to maintain
her attack by clasping Christina’s tawny buns in both hands and
slowly, painfully grinding her crotch into the brunette’s
while applying pressure to her breast to breast. Kathi could
only imagine the heat being generated by the friction of
their grinding, slippery breasts and especially their
warring pussies, which had to be providing their own heat
source in addition to the violent, raw grinding being done.
Christina responded to Liz’s escalation by slapping her hands
down on Liz’s ass cheeks, adding additional, spanking
smacks as she tugged her enemy’s pelvis in closer. “You want
to rub cunts with me, Liz, I’ll rub yours til you can’t
take it any more.”
“I can take your pussy any day, cunt,” Liz growled back.
“Come on and rub me then, bitch,” Christina snarled. Over the
grunts and groans Kathi could hear the crisp rustling of
their panty crotches grinding and the crackling of crushed
pubic hair that was now being forced from its cover, smashed
out on either side of the girls’ bikini fronts. “You big hot
cunt, I’m going to fuck your pussy off.”
“I’ll rape your snatch, you dirty whore,” Liz said.
“You haven’t got what it takes to rape me, baby,” Christina
“I’ve got all I need, slut, and if you don’t watch your
mouth I’ll use it on you good,” Liz came back at her.
“Bitch, you better watch yourself because I’ve got enough to
rape your pussy too,” Christina upped the ante.
“I don’t feel it, bitch; all I feel is pussy lips with
nothing between them,” Liz said.
“You want to feel what I’ve got, honey?” Christina demanded,
seething with fury now. She punctuated the question with
hard, vicious smacks to Liz’s ass.
“Bring it on, baby,” Liz snarled back, returning the
smacks. Suddenly both girls shoved each other away. Kathi
could see their tangled pubic hair peeking out from either
side of their soaked panty crotches; sweat gleamed off their
reddened breasts and bellies, wet hair matted their flushed
faces. Christina suddenly slapped Liz’s face and Liz
instantly returned the smack; both girls rocked at the
impact, blinking as the pain spread through their faces, and
for a moment Kathi thought the fight was about to go into a
terrible new direction. Instead, Christina straightened and
slowly slipped her damp bikini bottoms off; Liz matched
her move for move, her eyes never leaving the brunette’s as
she stripped her own thong off. Both girls slowly
straightened, taking each other’s now total nakedness in. Kathi stared at
Christina’s crotch. Her dark pubic fur looked
almost as if it had been parted by its violent collision
with Liz’s crotch: dark curls curved away and clung to her
thick, meaty vulva on either side of the sleek ‘V’ of her
sex, and at the center lay an engorged, complex fold of
labia that snaked up to disappear beneath the upper tuft of
Christina’s bush. But peeking out from that central fur was
something else: something pink, stiff and glistening with
readiness—Christina’s aroused clitoris. Kathi couldn’t see
Liz’s crotch from where she stood but from the way Christina
looked down at it she had no doubt that the auburn-haired
girl had revealed a very similar sight to her enemy.
“Think you can take this on, bitch?” Christina said finally.
Liz walked slowly toward her and the girls engaged in a
simmering, silent staredown, eyes flicking back and forth
between each other and their the threatening, hot challenge
contained in each other’s pubic regions.
“You think that’s going to stop me from getting into you?”
Liz said slowly.
“You just better hope that little thing doesn’t get in the
way of my clit fucking you,” Christina shot back.
“Bring it on,” Liz said. “Because mine is going to enjoy
shoving yours back inside that hot pussy of yours.”
“I’ve wanted to beat your clit for a long time, Liz, and
now you’re going to see what it’s like to get whipped by a
“I’ll be the one whipping your clit and I’ll be the one
fucking you,” Liz said.
Kathi held her breath as the two girls stepped forward.
Their eyes locked together, they approached, barely paying
any heed as their over stimulated breasts brushed one
another and then compressed into four flattened globes of
hot flesh. Flat bellies smacked briefly as the girls wrapped
their strong arms around each other and both girls seemed to
try to smash as much of their upper bodies together as they
could while keeping their cocked, ready hips separated.
There was no more talking, only angry, silent concentration
as each girls slowly urged her pelvis forward, pivoting
until their ready, burning bushes were displayed openly face
to face, the pointing fingers of their clits targeting one
another. Then Liz’s hips jabbed forward and the two
crotches disappeared behind the sleek, flexing flesh of
their dueling pelvises. After a brief, desperate skirmish
both girls emitted low growls as their cunts ground together
with slow, lingering intensity; they gasped as they
exchanged invisible, intimate violations and Kathi ached to
know what was going on between their warring cunts. Buttocks
flexed and clenched shiny under squeezing, clutching fingers
and the girls faces twisted next to each other, mouths open
and slender lips dangling in opposition before Liz pivoted
and brought her hot mouth down full on Christina’s. Teeth clicked
and cheeks bulged as the two girls very obviously filled
each other’s mouths with opposing tongues.
Kathi suddenly felt a cold hand touching hers as Judy,
still intensely fixated on the battle raging in front of
her, reached out and clasped her hands, almost crushing Kathi’s fingers with her grip. Kathi squeezed back in reply
but like Judy, she couldn’t take her eyes off what was
To be continued