Kindergarten Moms - Part 2
Following their first sexfight Bridget and Shannon didn't see much of each
other for awhile. They both attended the Halloween party, but had to take
their daughters home at the end of the day. A few nights later Shannon
remembered she had Bridget's e-mail address, and sent her a message saying
she couldn't wait until they tangled again. Bridget replied and told
Shannon she was looking forward to their next battle, and promised to put
her in her place.
They traded e-mails at night after their daughters were asleep, and
subsequent messages became more graphic. Shannon told Bridget, "After I
make you submit to me I'm going to humiliate you by rubbing my hot wet pussy
all over your ass."
Bridget replied, "I will make you cum so many times you’ll lose count, and
then I'll turn you into my sex slave."
Shannon took it up a notch by challenging Bridget to a clit fight telling
her, "My clit is going to fuck yours into submission."
Bridget quickly replied, "Your puny little clit is no match for mine. I've
never lost a clit fight. I'm looking forward to adding you to the loser's
The two women e-mailed back and forth for a number of nights before finally
settling on a date for their next encounter. They picked the following
Thursday mainly because of the unusual school day schedule. Due to teachers
meetings school would not start until 11 a.m. They agreed that they would
drop their daughters off at school, and then proceed to Bridget's house.
The night before they were to meet Bridget sent Shannon one last e-mail
which said, "You told me you will accept any challenge I give you. In that
case I want you to wear black thigh top stockings tomorrow. I have a
special competition in mind."
Shannon didn't know what type of competition Bridget was thinking about, but
quickly agreed. The following morning Shannon dressed in one of her sexiest
outfits. In addition to her black stockings she put on high heels, and a
gray miniskirt. She topped it off with a tight low cut red jersey which
left no doubt as to how well endowed she was. Shannon knew that Bridget was
going to look as sexy as possible, and wanted to present herself as a very
hot woman who wouldn't take a back seat to Bridget or anyone else in the
As they got in the car and started for school Erin asked Shannon, "Mommy,
why are you all dressed up today?"
Shannon answered, "Becky's mom and I are going shopping together."
Erin thought for a moment and then commented, "I'm glad you and Mrs.
Kendrick like each other. Becky and I are best friends."
Shannon thought to herself, "Honey, you should only know what we’re really
doing. Maybe someday, but not today."
When Shannon reached the school she saw that Bridget had already dropped
Becky off and was waiting for her. As soon as Erin disappeared into school
Shannon pulled her car behind Bridget’s, and followed her home. When they
reached Bridget's house the two women exited their cars, and walked to the
front door. Bridget held the door open for Shannon, and followed her into
the house. When the two reached the living room they turned to face one
another. Shannon had guessed correctly about Bridget, and how she would be
dressed. Bridget looked incredibly sexy wearing a maroon miniskirt, and a
white scoop neck blouse which barely contained her large breasts. She
matched Shannon with black stockings, and high heels. As they eyed one
another from top to bottom the two beauties stood very close together, and
each waited for the other to make the first move.
In the end both of them made the first move as each took a step forward so
their bodies pressed together. Without any words they embraced, and locked
their open mouths together in a tongue probing kiss. They were testing one
another, and neither would back down. It's why they were here, and one long
passionate kiss wasn't going to prove anything to either one. They held
their kiss for some time, and when they finally broke apart both women were
breathing deeply. Bridget finally spoke saying, ”Today one of us is going
to be right. You promised to rub your pussy all over my ass, and I promised
to make you my sex slave. You don't know how much I have been looking
forward to our fight today."
Shannon replied, "I know we have the hots for each other, and we'd love to
fuck each other's brains out. But that's not enough because each of us
wants to dominate the other sexually. There can only be one winner, and I
plan on being that person. Now tell me why we are wearing black thigh top
stockings. I've been curious since you sent me last night's e-mail."
Bridget led Shannon to her bedroom, and indicated both of them would strip
everything off except their stockings. Once they faced each other on the
bed Bridget explained, "I learned this game during my college sorority
days. It's called Leg Lust, and the rules are pretty simple. Two women get
down together and entwine their legs. They have their arms around each
other, but there is no kissing or grinding. They squeeze and rub their legs
together. Sooner or later one of the two will become so aroused she will
start kissing and fucking. It's all about willpower and self-control. The
loser pays a penalty, and you know what that means."
Shannon told Bridget she understood the rules, and was looking forward to
their leg duel. They got down on the bed and carefully wrapped their legs
together. They embraced and each could feel the other's nipples pressing
into her own breasts. When both women were ready they began. After a few
moments the two started bragging. Bridget said, "My legs are sexier than
yours. Come on baby. Kiss me and fuck me."
Shannon replied, "You'll be the one kissing and fucking. My legs are going
to make yours melt."
The trash talking eventually stopped and was replaced by light gasps at
first and then with heavy breathing. The leg squeezing and rubbing was
getting to both women. In the blink of an eye it was finished. The two
were suddenly passionately kissing and grinding their pussies into each
other. A short time later they erupted into a wild squealing body shaking
orgasm. Shannon and Bridget both won and lost depending on how you look at
it. It took awhile for them to calm down, but when they did each one
claimed victory. They argued for some time over who won. Ultimately since
there was no way either woman could prove she was the winner they
reluctantly called it a tie.
Oddly enough during their conversation Shannon and Bridget had remained in
the same position they were in during their leg to leg competition. Shannon
said, "It's okay for each of us to believe we won, but remember this isn't a
sprint. It's a marathon, and I know I'm going to outlast you because I can
out-kiss, outfuck, and out-suck you. By the time we're finished you'll know
I'm the better woman."
Having said that Shannon rolled over on top of Bridget, and forcefully
kissed her. Bridget was taken by surprise for a few seconds, but quickly
recovered, and rolled Shannon over so she was on top. Bridget did some hot
kissing of her own, and then it became a sexual wrestling contest. Whoever
was on top was momentarily in control, and would tongue kiss whichever of
them was on the bottom. It was a kissing fight with some rolling back and
forth thrown in. Shannon, however, had a plan, and waited for the right
time to make it happen. While she was on top Bridget decided she would
assume control by spreading her legs as wide as possible to keep Shannon
from rolling her over. However, this move played right into Shannon's hands
because it made it easy for her to press her thigh into Bridget's pussy.
Bridget was surprised by the unexpected attack, and quickly realized that
even though she was on top she would lose control if she stayed in her
present position. She pulled completely away from Shannon saying, "Nice try
bitch. Did you think I was going to make it that easy for you?"
Shannon laughed and replied, "Honey I didn't put you in that position. You
put yourself there, and all I did was take advantage of it. I accepted your
challenge and did Leg Lust with you. It's time for you to accept my
challenge and have a clit fight with me.
Bridget quickly responded, "Gladly slut. I told you in my e-mail that I've
never lost a clit fight.
Shannon said, "Then this will be a first for you. If you have that much
confidence in yourself let's make it interesting. I think we should fight
with tongues, tits, and clits.
Bridget agreed and they wasted no time getting started. They faced off on
their knees in the middle of the bed. They held hands down at their sides
as they brought their bodies together, leaned into one another, and started
kissing. Each stabbed the other's tongue with her own, and then they slid
them together. Their lip lock became more passionate as each tried to out
kiss the other. Their uninhibited kissing aroused both of them, but it was
only the beginning of what they would do to one another.
They stopped kissing and moved to the next phase of their intense
competition. They pressed their tits tightly together, and started grinding
them from side to side. Gasps could be heard from both women as their
nipples were bent back and forth from the movement of their breasts. This
part of their sexfight was very erotic because each woman wanted to prove
she had the best tits. After a time Shannon said, "Everything we've been
doing up until now is exciting foreplay. But I think it's time we put our
clits to the test. After all it's what we both want. Let's do it."
Bridget quickly agreed, and the two sat back to get in position to start.
It looked as though they were going to have a trib fight as they spread
their legs apart, overlapped them, and slid closer together. However, they
stopped when their pussies were a few inches apart. Shannon reached down
with one hand and spread her pussy lips apart so Bridget could see her
clit. Bridget did the same, and the two women were able to compare them.
Shannon spoke and taunted Bridget saying, "I don't see anything special.
You say you've never lost a clit fight. You must have been competing
against little girls."
Bridget angrily replied, "Your clit isn't any bigger than mine, and I have
competed against better women than you. You'll be singing a different tune
when I get through with you."
Still showing each other their clits Shannon and Bridget brought their
pussies together. There would not be any thrusting or uncontrolled humping
because both women wanted their clits to always be in contact. Therefore
this duel would involve slow grinding on their parts. As their clits came
together a sharp intake of breath could be heard coming from both women.
The sensations each was feeling were almost indescribable, and from the
outset the sounds coming from both reflected the highest level of
eroticism. Their clits were rubbing together, and each one knew this part
of their sexfight wasn't going to last much longer. They were able to stop
their moaning long enough to do some trash talking. Shannon began by
saying, "I can feel how wet you're getting. That means my clit is winning,
and you're getting ready to go off."
Bridget breathlessly answered, "You're the one who's gushing and my clit is
outfucking yours. Get ready to lose"
The exchange of words made the two women change their tactics. Instead of
rubbing clits they began stabbing them together as if they were in a fucking
contest. In order to gain more support they leaned back on both hands so
they could push harder. Suddenly it was over as both Shannon and Bridget
started screaming from one of the most powerful orgasms either had ever
experienced. Each had tears in her eyes caused by the intensity of the
pulsating sensations running through her body. They clutched each other to
keep from collapsing on their backs. Then they fell to one side, and just
looked at one another in silence. After a few minutes went by they regained
their composure, and both felt compelled to say something. Bridget went
first saying, "I have to be honest after all the bragging I did. No woman
has ever done that to me before."
Shannon smiled and responded, "Well, as long as we're being honest with each
other, I can say the same thing about you. That was incredible, and I can't
wait to fight like that again. The more intense it gets the more I want to
beat you. But right now I'd settle for a break so I can get rid of these
stockings, and get a drink of water."
Bridget agreed, and both women swung to opposite sides of the bed so they
could remove their stockings. Bridget finished, stood up and walked toward
the doorway of the bedroom. As she moved away from the bed she noticed
Shannon's skirt lying on the floor. She looked back and saw that Shannon
hadn't quite finished taking off her stockings. With an impish look on her
face she stepped into Shannon's skirt, and pulled it up around her waist.
Just at that moment Shannon stood up, and saw Bridget wearing her skirt.
She quickly said, "What the hell are you doing in my skirt?"
Rather than replying with words Bridget did a little bump and grind and then
said, "I look hotter in your skirt then you do."
Shannon snapped back, "You couldn't look sexier than I do wearing anything.
Take off my skirt."
Instead of taking off Shannon's skirt Bridget wiggled her hips a little
more, and added a few sensual moves to her dance. Shannon, realizing that
Bridget wasn't going to take off her skirt, looked around and saw Bridget's
skirt lying only a few feet away. She quickly grabbed the skirt and put it
on. She did her own sexy dance trying to make Bridget jealous. The two
moved closer to one another, and knew their next confrontation was only a
few moments away. They would experience feelings of jealousy, anger,
arousal, and lust. But for the time being arousal and lust would have to
wait because jealousy and anger quickly came to the forefront.
By now they were standing only a few feet apart. Shannon once again
demanded that Bridget take off her skirt. Bridget said, "Okay, but I'd like
to give it a personal touch first."
She reached down, grabbed the bottom of Shannon's skirt, and pushed it up
into her own pussy. She started to rub the skirt up and down and gleefully
said, "As soon as I get enough pussy juice on it you can have it back."
Shannon, with anger in her voice, replied, "You pig! Two can play that
Shannon grabbed Bridget's skirt, and started to do the same thing. The two
women were now trying to get as much pussy juice as they could on each
other's skirt. The name calling and insults were flying back and forth
between the two. Bridget yelled, "You cunt! You're just jealous because I
look sexier than you do."
Shannon screamed back, "You're nothing but a whore! You'll never look
better than I do in anything."
Anger took the place of jealousy, and the two women quickly moved together.
They locked their hands in each other's hair and started to vigorously
pull. They squealed as they yanked one another around the room. Then their
legs got tangled up together, and they fell to the floor. Without missing a
beat they got to their knees, and continued their battle. However, as they
pulled each other's hair Shannon and Bridget began to feel something else.
They were in very close contact, and as a result their breasts and nipples
were banging together. Erotic feelings began to replace some of the anger,
and the two women began to focus on something other than their catfight.
Shannon said, "Let's settle this with a fuck fight."
Bridget agreed, but warned Shannon, "This is one you'll never win. I'm
going to make you cum all over your own skirt."
Shannon quickly answered, "You're the one who is going to get her skirt all
wet. Let's fuck."
The two overlapped their legs, and moved into a trib position. They began
thrusting their pussies together, and although their skirts covered up some
of the action it was easy to see what they were doing. They reached
forward, and embraced so they could kiss and pussy fight at the same time.
Then it was over as the two cried out into each other's mouth while reaching
a pulsating and body shaking orgasm. Their open mouths remained locked
together until the pleasurable sensations started to subside, and then each
collapsed on her back. Minutes later Shannon got to her knees, and crawled
over to where Bridget was recovering and asked, "Can we have a truce now?
I'm dying of thirst."
Bridget nodded her head, and the two of them headed for the kitchen still
wearing each other's skirt. When they reached the refrigerator Bridget took
out two bottles of water, and handed one to Shannon. They walked to the
living room, and sat down together on the love seat. For the next 4 or 5
minutes they sipped their cool water, and just looked at each other without
saying anything. Bridget finally broke the silence saying, "I guess even if
we wanted to we couldn't have normal sex together. Every time I get in the
same room with you I want to rip off your clothes, and fuck you until you
surrender to me."
Shannon replied, "I know how you feel because I feel the same way toward
you. I'm just as competitive as you are, and I always want to win."
Bridget asked, "When did you first know you wanted me this way?"
Shannon thought for a moment and replied, "I think it was the first day of
school. I saw you get out of your car, and bring Becky over to wait with
the rest of us. You were wearing a purple blouse, and a white skirt that
was so tight I wondered how you even moved in it. I knew then I wanted to
find out how good you were. How about you? When did you know we would take
each other on like this?"
Bridget's answer didn't surprise Shannon. She said, "I saw you the first
day of school, but I had so many things to do I didn't think about you
then. It was during the kindergarten open house when we sat down close to
one another. You were wearing a hot pink blouse, and a black miniskirt. I
knew when Mrs. Robinson paired us up together to buy Halloween treats that I
wanted to lock up with you. When you insisted that we weigh ourselves in
the nude I knew we both wanted the same thing. Isn't it amazing that we
still remember everything the two of us were wearing more than a month ago?
I guess we made an impression on one another right from the start."
The two fell silent again as they drank what little remained in their water
bottles. Bridget took the empty bottle from Shannon, and put it along with
hers on the table next to the loveseat. Then they looked at one another,
and each wondered what was next. Bridget again broke the silence saying,
"You know we're still wearing one another's skirts. I think we should do
something about that."
Shannon asked, "Does that mean the truce is over? Are we going to fight
Bridget replied, "It depends on what you mean by fight again. We apparently
can't even pull one another's hair without getting turned on. So that
leaves us with only one choice."
The two women slid closer to one another, and each knew what was going to
happen next. They brought their open mouths together in a tender kiss, and
their tongues began to play. After kissing Shannon for awhile Bridget
turned her attention elsewhere. She suddenly lowered her head and started
to attack one of Shannon's breasts with her mouth. Shannon gasped in
delight as Bridget first sucked her nipple, and gently pulled on it with
their teeth. As good as it felt Shannon knew she would lose this round to
Bridget if she didn't fight back. Shannon pulled Bridget's head away and
then attacked her in the same manner.
The two spent several minutes exchanging nipple bites before Shannon pulled
Bridget closer, and aggressively kissed her. The two resumed their kissing
duel, but there was nothing tender about these kisses. They were kissing
one another with wild abandon, and ran their tongues all over each other's
face and neck. While sucking Bridget’s tongue Shannon reached down, found
Bridget's pussy, and began stroking it. As Bridget gasped from the pleasure
she reached down and began to caress Shannon's pussy. Shortly both women
were crying out from the sensations which ran through their bodies. The
faster they stroked the more erotic sounds each one made, and both knew they
were close to completely losing control. Each implored the other to cum,
and as if both were acting on cue they erupted in a frenzy of uncontrollable
cries of passion.
After they recovered from their violent orgasms and calmed down Bridget said
to Shannon, "I don't believe it. We have taken each other on the bed, the
floor, and the loveseat and neither of us can win. Do you think there are
two women anywhere in the world who are more evenly matched than we are?"
Shannon replied, "If there are we haven't met them. Besides, I think we've
had one match where I was better than you." When Bridget asked what she was
talking about Shannon continued, "When we were at my house we each lost
once, and had to pay the penalty by sucking one another's pussy. I know I
got you off a lot quicker than you did when you were sucking my pussy. I
guess that means I'm better than you are eating pussy."
Bridget protested saying, "That's not fair. You can't judge it that way.
There was almost an hour between the time I sucked your pussy and you did
me. The only way to decide who is better is to have a 69 fight."
Shannon agreed but said she was so sure she'd win that Bridget could have
the advantage of being in the top position. The two stood up and moved a
few feet away from the loveseat. They decided to compete totally naked, and
each removed the skirt she was wearing. They came together and embraced.
The two had gotten to the point where foreplay was almost as competitive as
the sexfight itself. They started grinding their breasts together, and
shared a number of passionate kisses. Then they took each other down, and
got in position to begin their pussy eating contest. Shannon kept her word
by allowing Bridget to have the top position.
By this time both women had very wet pussies, and they wasted no time
getting started. Each attacked the other's pussy aggressively using her
mouth and tongue. Given the erotic feelings running through both of them it
was difficult to concentrate on winning this part of their sexfight. They
began to cry out from the sensations, but it didn't slow either of them
down. Shannon began to attack Bridget's clit, and at the same time could
feel Bridget doing the same thing to her. Each had the target she really
wanted, and it became a matter of which one could hold out the longest. In
truth neither one could hold out for very long, and in a short time their
pussy eating contest was over. The room was filled with shrieks and cries
of ecstasy from both women as they took each other past the point of no
In moments Bridget rolled away from Shannon and collapsed on her back.
Shortly thereafter Shannon crawled over to Bridget and lay on top of her.
Almost as a matter of reflex Bridget wrapped her legs around Shannon's waist
and pulled her as close as possible. Each woman had the other’s love juices
on her lips and around her mouth. No words were exchanged as each woman
began to lick her own pussy juice from the other's face. This aroused them
all over again, and they began to passionately kiss and suck each other's
tongue. Shannon began to fuck Bridget who returned each thrust with one of
her own. After they fucked each other to yet another pulsating orgasm
Shannon said, "I love it when we fuck each other like that. I enjoy being
on top of you, and getting you off."
Bridget replied, "You seem to forget I got you off too. I want you to know
I'll never give up until I've beaten you."
Shannon smiled and said, "On that we agree because I won't stop until I
win. I don't care how long it takes."
The two women had been going at each other for more than three hours. If
nothing else they showed amazing stamina. Neither would give the other the
satisfaction of seeing her back down. However, both had finally run out of
energy. Shannon and Bridget were finished for the day, and they knew it.
Bridget looked at Shannon and said, "You were right about this being a
marathon. The thing is I've never seen a marathon end in a tie before."
Shannon countered, "Oh, our marathon isn't over. We'll just cross the
finish line another time. After all I didn't get to pussy fuck your
beautiful ass, and you didn't make me your sex slave. We're not going to be
happy until that's decided one way or another.
Bridget posed the question, "When do you think we'll be together again?
Shannon thought for a few moments and replied, "I think I know. Erin has
been asking me when she can invite Becky for a sleepover. I think you
should bring her over next Friday. After they go to sleep you and I can go
to my bedroom. Over the years I have put together a nice collection of sex
toys. We can spend all night fighting with them."
Bridget quickly agreed, and told Shannon she was already looking forward to
it. In a very short time the two had become addicted to each other, and to
their sexfights. Neither one would be happy until a final conclusion was
reached. Their intense competition would continue long after they were
finished being kindergarten moms.