Glancing over, Alyssa looked at the two of them. He was seated in a chair, with Reese straddling his lap. Long since topless, the blonde was clearly happy as the manager gently fondled her boobs. Reese's languid gasps filled the room as he expertly began to lick and suck on her tits. Reese ran her hand through his hair, her other hand massaging him through the front of his khaki trousers. Rolling her eyes, Alyssa finally decided that he'd enjoyed himself enough. Walking over to the two, she took a hundred dollar bill out of her top of her red bikini and slipped it down the front of his pants.
"Go stop by the laundry room once you get change for that bill," Alyssa retorted as she spotted the inconspicuous wet spot on the front of his pants. "C'mon Reese, let's go."
Satisfied, Reese stood and retrieved her top, putting it back on and completing her navy blue ensemble. "That was lots of fun..." Reese said, smiling at the manager.
"Reese! Let's get going!" Alyssa interrupted tersely, grabbing the blonde by the wrist and leading her out the door.
"See ya 'round, champ!" Reese shouted, blowing the manager a kiss as the brunette dragged her along.
As the two walked side by side down the hallway, Alyssa's displeasure was clear. Focused intently on the corridor ahead, she soon broke the silence. "You know, I can't believe you sometimes."
"What'd I do?" Reese asked defensively, "Can't I have a little fun sometimes?"
"We're here looking for fights," Alyssa countered sharply. “Not new boy toys."
"Danny's a nice guy once you get to know him..." Reese replied.
Alyssa simply rolled her eyes and they walked in silence a while longer.
"So, what's on the agenda for tonight?" Reese asked, changing the subject.
"Salma Hayek arrived a couple days ago," exclaimed Alyssa, "She comes here every now and then."
"Ooohhh, sounds yummy," Reese replied.
"Gets better," Alyssa continued. "One of her preferred games is to find hot young starlets she can have torrid liaisons with. She met Britney Spears here a couple days ago, and it seems they've been ‘exceedingly friendly' since."
"Britney? Really? I’d never imagined...."
"She likes to experiment from time to time. Not something she brags about."
"So, you think they're out having fun tonight?" Reese asked.
"Better. I know they are." Alyssa held up a key. "Salma's reserved one of the private hot tubs, starting about fifteen minutes ago. Danny Boy confirmed it himself."
Reese licked her lips and asked, "Would it be rude to crash their little shindig?"
"Not at all," Alyssa laughed. "They won't mind the two of us showing them what a pair of real women are capable of!"
Reese giggled devilishly, giddy at the thought. "They'll make such great playthings. We're gonna have so much fun tonight..."
"Do whatever you want with Britney," Alyssa said, "but leave Salma to me. Salma's all mine..."
Reaching their destination, Alyssa quietly unlocked the door and opened it. Closing and locking it as they came in silently, Reese and Alyssa quickly took stock of the spacious room. The lights were dimmed, and on a nearby bench a radio played some romantic music. A pair of robes were neatly folded and placed next to it. The hot tub, of standard size, was build into the floor in the room's center and surrounded by tile. In the middle of its churning waters were Salma and Britney.
Salma and Britney kissed each other passionately, clearly enjoying each other's company as they locked in their embrace. They respectively wore black and pink bikinis, but their tops were long since strewn about on the floor. The two rubbed their four big breasts together and ran their hands up and down each other's backs, each of them enraptured by the sensations. Britney began to kiss Salma's neck, sucking and biting gently. Bringing her hands forward, she grabbed Salma's boobs, kneading the soft flesh. Moaning in pleasure, Salma cupped the blonde's hands, guiding them as they moved across her soft flesh. Suddenly, Salma pulled Britney's hands away and pushed her against the wall of the tub. Pinning the blonde's hands against its edge, Salma asserted her dominance with another passionate kiss. Lowering her head, Salma brought her mouth to Britney's tits and began to suckle; greedily kissing, her pink tongue flicking the erect nipples as Britney arched her back and groaned loudly, totally overwhelmed. Suddenly, the radio clicked off and Salma looked up at two intruders towering over them. Britney shrieked and recoiled in shock but Salma simply fumed as she glared at Alyssa and Reese.
"Evening ladies," Alyssa smirked, "Enjoying yourselves, I presume?"
"What the hell do you think you're doing? Get out!" Britney screamed, modestly trying to cover her breasts with her hands.
"My, my, what an attitude," Reese said sarcastically, "We were in the neighborhood and we thought, 'Wouldn't it be swell to pay Salma and Britney a little visit?'"
"Hiya Alyssa," Salma said, a devilish look on her face. “Long time no see. Either you've grown a new backbone, or you're suffering some sort of mental defect. Maybe silicone from those fake tits has migrated to your brain?"
"Nice to see you too," Alyssa replied, "You haven't changed a bit."
"Now, if you'll excuse us, Brit-baby and I were having a nice evening to ourselves," Salma interjected. “Either you two get the hell out or we'll make you leave!"
"You see, that's the thing..." Reese replied, cocking one hip and planting a hand firmly on it. "Me and Lyss here are out lookin' for trouble and we were hopin’ you two girls got something to show us..."
"You dumb tramps!" Britney shouted, "You're gonna get plenty of trouble! You’re gonna be sorr..."
Salma cut Britney off with a hand over her mouth, her steady gaze never leaving Alyssa.
"I see what's going on... You must've been cooking this up for a while... guess you didn't learn last time." Seeing a perplexed look on Reese's face, Salma added, "Me and Alyssa had a run-in a couple years back. Needless to say, I kicked her ass. She screamed, she cried, she begged like a little girl..."
"It won't be the same this time," Alyssa countered. "I'm gonna destroy you."
That was just what Salma wanted to hear and she grinned, "Since I've already beaten you once, how about we settle this in a different way? Step in here and face me woman to woman, if you’ve got what it takes..."
Alyssa nodded her head in agreement, untying her top and tossing it aside. Britney stepped out of the tub, looking good as the water dripped down her body. Standing next to Reese, the two blondes were wary of each other, but for now content to watch. Stepping into the hot tub, Alyssa knelt down in the center in front of her foe.
"You bitch... I'm gonna fuck you senseless," Alyssa taunted.
"Nonsense," Salma countered. "You're nothing but a weak little virgin compared to me!"
The two combatants locked into their embrace, Salma wrapping her arms around Alyssa's neck and Alyssa wrapping hers around Salma's waist.
"Show me what you've got, whore," Salma taunted. "I'll even give you a head start!"
Alyssa eagerly accepted the opportunity, pulling close against her foe and kissing her passionately. True to her word, Salma reacted passively, tightening her arms around Alyssa's neck and pulling herself closer. Alyssa smiled behind her kiss as their breasts rubbed together, their nipples flicking and dueling against each other. She ran her hands up and down Salma's back, rubbing and massaging the Mexican's flanks while kissing her foe with great gusto. Alyssa eased her tongue into Salma's mouth, exerting her dominance. Her tongue bullied Salma's back and forth within the Mexican's mouth, driving it in every direction. As Salma broke the kiss to catch her breath, Alyssa ran her mouth down her exposed neck, kissing and nibbling gently. Pushing Salma against the tub's wall, Alyssa grabbed her luscious orbs and went to work. In another context Alyssa would be wreaking havoc on Salma's boobs; instead, her fingers were expertly rubbing and massaging the flesh. Salma groaned as the brunette fondled her boobs, giggling as Alyssa used her thumbs to play with her nipples. The Latina cupped Alyssa's hands with her own, encouraging her to work harder.
"Show her what you've got, ‘lyssa!" Reese shouted. "Fuck her brains out!"
"Come on, Salma baby!" Britney countered. "The slut's got nothing on you!"
Reese gave the younger blonde a hateful glare but did nothing else, turning her attention back to the fight as Alyssa brought her mouth back to Salma's lips and kissed her again, enjoying her domination. Salma moaned as she returned the kiss, kneading Alyssa's buttocks through her bikini. Reaching down herself, Alyssa slipped her hand past Salma's bikini, working her way towards the Latina's womanhood. Salma broke the kiss and threw her head back, groaning loudly as she felt Alyssa's fingers inside her.
"I'm just getting started with you," Alyssa taunted. "I've got plenty more where that came from..."
Alyssa slid her fingers in and out of Salma's cunt, the Mexican groaning with each stroke. The brunette changed the tempo of her fingering, speeding up and slowing down as she drove Salma wild. Salma ground her hips against Alyssa's fingers as they drove deeper into her, rubbing against her clit. Her body shivering, Salma finally screamed in ecstasy, her hips shaking as she was brought to climax.
"That's it, Alyssa! Fuck her good!" Reese shouted.
"Hang in there, Salma!" Britney chimed. "You can win this!"
"How was that, honey? You like that?" Alyssa taunted, smiling as the Mexican caught her breath. Salma was still panting, but suddenly began to laugh.
"Is that the best you've got?" Salma taunted. "Now it's my turn!"
She lunged forward, kissing Alyssa square on the lips. Alyssa reared back in surprise, clearly not expecting such force from her foe. Salma hung on tightly as the two splashed into the middle of the tub. Alyssa broke the kiss, struggling to catch her breath. However, the sex-hungry Mexican gave her no reprieve, kissing her again and draining her that much more. Panting as Salma began to kiss her against the crook of her jaw, Alyssa reflexively nuzzled her head against her foe's. Tearing off the Latina's bikini, Alyssa again began to finger her. However, this time they had seemingly no effect on Salma, much to Alyssa's dismay.
"I'm gonna make you my little bitch," Salma taunted. "There ain't a damn thing you can do about it!"
Alyssa simply grit her teeth and dug her feet in, realizing she was in a real fight now.
"Fight back, Alyssa! Don't let her win!" Reese shouted, trying to encourage her partner.
"You've got her, Salma!" Britney retaliated. "Make that bitch cum!"
The two ladies locked lips again, kissing furiously. Opening wide, they let their tongues meet, each vying for control. Their tongues dueled, wrestling back and forth with each other. Alyssa caressed Salma's back with her soft hands, pulling the Mexican close to her. Salma for her part welcomed the embrace, running her hands down and squeezing Alyssa's buttocks. Alyssa was surprised as Salma ground her hips against Alyssa, the bikini the only thing standing between them. Staying focused, Alyssa pushed her tongue into the Mexican's mouth, forcing Salma's back as she invaded her mouth. She batted Salma's tongue back and forth but then Salma surged forward and forced Alyssa's tongue back.
Alyssa broke the kiss again, gasping for breath. Salma took the opportunity to duck her head and bury it into Alyssa's tits. Alyssa groaned loudly as Salma kissed her up and down the valley of her cleavage, forgetting herself momentarily as she ran her hands through the Latina's hair. Latching onto one of the brunette's nipples, Salma again used her tongue expertly, licking and sucking rhythmically. She brought her mouth to Alyssa's other nipple and began playing with it, batting the nub back and forth. Alyssa could only offer languid moans as Salma pleasured her. Alyssa sat on her haunches, her legs losing the strength to hold her up. Sliding a hand into her panties, Salma cupped her mound, rubbing slowly but firmly.
"You're gonna cream your panties, bitch," Salma whispered as she bought her mouth to Alyssa's ear.
"Ooooh, fuck... fuck!" Alyssa panted, in no position to counter as Salma’s finger stroked slowly, gradually getting faster and harder as Alyssa's moans grew louder.
"Cum for me Alyssa," Salma whispered. "You want to... Don't fight it... Cum for me..." She coaxed her with each word, breaking down her resistance until Alyssa finally bucked and screamed out loud with her first orgasm of the night. Salma smiled as she watched Alyssa catch her breath.
"Look at you, bitch," she taunted, unable to stop from laughing. "You crack so easy!"
"Screw you, whore," Alyssa replied, drained but still defiant.
"Well, you certainly can't outfight me. I've proven that already!" Salma countered. "Try and screw me if you want. I'll just have to beat you again!"
"Go to Hell!" Alyssa angrily shouted. "You got lucky in that motel and you know it!"
"Think that if you want," Salma replied. "It won't save you now!"
Salma immediately began to finger Alyssa again, trying to capitalize on the brunette's sensitivity. Alyssa groaned loudly as shivers went up her spine, fuming as she saw the self-satisfied grin on Salma's face. The Latina had flashed the same smile when they'd fought four years prior. That smile and the sting of Salma's talons haunted Alyssa each time she thought about the Latina. Since then, she vowed that she'd someday pay Salma back. She wasn't about to go back on her promise now. She wasn't going to let this bitch beat her again.
Grabbing Salma's wrist, Alyssa pried her hand out of her womanhood. The two struggled in the water as Salma tried to free herself and Alyssa tried to gain control. The Mexican upped the stakes, using her free hand to grab the brunette's other wrist. Struggling like this for some time, the two looked into each other's eyes and immediately knew what the next step would be. Spreading their arms out, Salma and Alyssa came towards each other, pressing their mouthwatering mammary glands together. The two ladies let their breasts duel, each determined to walk away with nothing less than victory.
Reese had a concerned look on her face as she watched Alyssa and Salma fight. Things were definitely not going according to plan. Alyssa was having far more difficulty than she expected. Had she misread her foe? Was she letting their past get to her? Much to her dismay Reese was beginning to seriously to doubt Alyssa. She hoped that she wouldn't have to interfere; Alyssa certainly would never forgive her for that.
"Make her your bitch Salma!" Britney shouted in encouragement. "Fuck that bitch and fuck 'er good!"
Reese shot Britney an angry glare, clearly annoyed. The young blonde was another problem she'd have to worry about. Reese would deal with her in due time. In the meantime, she could only watch as Alyssa and Salma continued their fight.
Alyssa and Salma pressed their sweat-slicked boobs together, feeling each other out and searching for any sign of weakness. The two unclasped their fingers and wrapped their arms around each other's back, embracing each other earnestly. Salma rubbed her breasts sensually up and down Alyssa's chest, smiling as the brunette gasped. Alyssa followed suit, dragging her orbs up and down Salma's and drawing a pleasured groan from the Mexican's lips. The two lined up their nipples, rubbing the erect nubs together. The ladies moaned in arousal as they shortened the movement of their chests, their nipples staying in contact as they flicked together.
Alyssa's boobs were beginning to get swallowed up by Salma's larger pair as the Mexican squeezed harder with her arms. Determined not to succumb to her advantage, Alyssa again began to drag her tits up and down Salma's. Salma moaned loudly as Alyssa's breasts painted hers, each masterful brushstroke exciting her that much more.
"You bitch... You're so good... I'm gonna enjoy draining you..." Salma taunted.
"Fat chance, whore," Alyssa replied. "You're gonna scream my name all night long..."
Her hands already drifting to Alyssa's bikini line, Salma couldn't resist any longer as she came forward and kissed the brunette. Caught off guard, Alyssa reared back and tried to get a breath of air, but Salma gave her no respite, kissing her again. Forced back into a sitting position against the wall of the hot tub, Alyssa suddenly felt Salma untying the strings to her bikini. Struggling to keep up, she moved her own hands to Salma's bikini, stripping the Mexican in kind. Salma spread Alyssa's legs apart and eased herself in, bringing their pussies together. The final confrontation was here, as the fight reached is logical progression. The feeling was electric. Throwing her head back, Alyssa groaned loudly as her pussy made contact with Salma's. Salma herself moaned in pleasure as her clit rubbed against Alyssa's. Grabbing the brunette's hips for leverage, Salma began to grind against her rival, humping furiously. Alyssa grabbed Salma's buttocks in return, pulling her in close as they fought to the finish.
"Oh God... Oh God..." Salma moaned. "Fuck me... oh fuck meeee..."
Alyssa grit her teeth, struggling to fight the sensations welling up inside of her. Salma had already lost herself to the pleasure, oblivious to the competition. However, the sexual haze was starting to take the brunette as well. Desperate to finish Salma off before she herself was vanquished, Alyssa reached up and began to play with the Mexican's nipples. However, Salma became more excited, pumping harder and faster and pushing Alyssa to her limits.
"No... No... I can't..." Alyssa moaned as paralysis crept into her brain. Her protests turned into incoherent groans as the primal instinct took over. Her body convulsing and shuddering, Alyssa screamed aloud as she climaxed violently, her orgasm racking her body. Reese's heart stopped for a moment. She couldn't believe her eyes as she saw Alyssa broken and at the cruel Mexican's mercy. She'd never seen Alyssa beaten like this. What was she to do now?
"Looks like you two are up shit creek!" Britney taunted. Turning to the blonde, Reese saw a devilish smile. "You better run," Britney continued. “Else you'll get just as screwed as she is - literally!" Britney’s confidence had grown considerably watching Salma dispatch Alyssa.
Fuming, Reese replied, "Back off little girl. I'd be more than happy to wipe that cocky grin off your face."
Britney wasted no time putting Reese to the test, charging forward and slapping her across her face. Wincing, Reese returned the slap as the two grabbed each other's hair and began to stumble back and forth across the hardwood floor. Suddenly, Britney let go with one hand and slammed a punch into Reese's belly. Paused, Reese couldn't stop an uppercut from crashing into her chin, knocking her onto her back.
Meanwhile, Salma caught her breath, stepping way from the brink of sexual gratification. Cupping Alyssa's cheeks, she held the brunette's face in her hands and leaned forward, kissing her. Her arms dangling limply around Salma's waist, Alyssa closed her eyes, unable to blink back tears of humiliation.
Breaking the kiss, Salma forced eye contact, "You're mine now, bitch. We're gonna have so much fun tonight..."
Pinning Alyssa's wrists to the tub, Salma began to fuck her again. In no position to resist, the brunette groaned as Salma humped her again. Already worked up from her previous orgasm, Alyssa howled in pleasure, totally under Salma's control. Before long she came again, exploding for the third time that night.
As Britney stood over her smirking, Reese quickly brought her legs up, wrapping them around her waist. Britney struggled to stay on her feet as Reese twisted back and forth, but to no avail as she was brought down to the floor with a cry. The younger blonde groaned in pain as Reese began to squeeze her waist. As the two lay on their sides, Reese reached forward and grabbed Britney's mouthwatering melons, gouging them. Screaming, Britney tore off Reese's top and returned the favor, as both women's cries now filled the air. Reese viciously attacked Britney's breasts, clawing at them without mercy. However, Britney was by no means a novice, and certainly wasn't taking things lying down. The younger blonde twisted Reese's boobs back and forth, causing her much grief as she screamed aloud. Reese tightened her scissors, squeezing Britney harder in an effort to bring her under control. Suddenly, Reese cried out as her nipples were viciously pinched and twisted. Her scissors were not having the desired effect, as they seemed to drive Britney harder to free herself. Rolled onto her back by her foe, she howled as her boobs were continuously abused, her resolve starting to break down. As Reese's scissors weakened, Britney forced her legs slowly apart, spreading them wider and wider. Grinning devilishly, she pounded her fist down into Reese's womanhood and Reese howled in agony as she rolled onto her side and curled up into a fetal position, her eyes teary.
"I can't believe it," Britney muttered, clearly displeased. "All bark and no bite..."
Not satisfied, she rolled Reese onto her back again and straddled her. Balling up her fists, she smiled as she punched Reese in the face, rocking her face to the side. Britney punched her again, snapping her head the other way. She continued punching her again and again. There wasn't any significant power behind her blows; she simply enjoyed beating on Reese's face. Aiming lower, Britney began pounding Reese's breasts, grinning from ear to ear as her foe cried out in agony.
Blinking back tears as she caught her breath, Alyssa's eyes went wide with fear. With a smile on her face, Salma resumed fucking her, maintaining eye contact. It was as if Salma drained Alyssa's confidence with each passing second and added it to her own. Alyssa knew that Salma wouldn't be satisfied until she'd broken and drained her. She had to do something before it was too late.
Summoning her strength, Alyssa wrestled her arms free from Salma's grip. The brunette darted out with her hands, grabbing Salma's boobs. She gave the fleshy orbs a good squeeze, drawing a scream of pain from the Mexican.
"You bitch," Salma screamed. "I'll kill you!"
Salma grabbed at Alyssa's wrists, but couldn’t disengage her claws. Instead, the Latina began to punch Alyssa in her face. The brunette shook off the first right hand as she began to twist Salma's tits clockwise. However, a left and another right hammered into her pretty features, dazing her as her iron grip began to loosen. Salma raked her nails down Alyssa's face, drawing a scream as the brunette paused her attack. Lowering her claws, she sank them into Alyssa's lush boobs and began to squeeze and pull on them. Alyssa screamed in agony, arching her back as her tits were stretched painfully. She desperately wrenched Salma's boobs back and forth, hanging on for dear life. Suddenly, Alyssa gasped as Salma's fist dug into her belly twice, knocking the wind from her.
"You stupid bitch!" Salma screamed as she backhanded Alyssa across the cheek. "Know your damn place!"
Stunned as her head was snapped back and her hands dropped to the water's surface, tears rolled down Alyssa's cheeks. She was in no condition to fight, much less beat, Salma. Her fate was sealed!
While Salma was having her way with Alyssa, Britney continued pummeling Reese. Wincing as her breasts were pounded, Reese gritted her teeth, fighting against both her foe and the screams building up inside her. Desperate, she reached up and grabbed Britney's own pair. Screaming, Britney was stopped in her tracks as her tits were wrenched back and forth. The young starlet struggled to maintain her perch, but to no avail as she was pulled off to the side. However, Britney quickly grabbed Reese's hair and began to yank furiously as the two rolled across the floor struggling for dominance. As she rolled on top, Reese grabbed Britney's hair and slammed her head on the wood floor. THONK! Stunned, Britney couldn't keep Reese from doing it again…and again…and again. As Britney's hands slipped limp to the floor, Reese wrapped hers around Britney's throat, squeezing viciously.
"You little slut!" Reese seethed, "You're fuckin' dead!"
Coughing hoarsely, Britney frantically grabbed Reese's tits and clawed at them, desperate to escape. Suddenly, the young blonde howled in absolute agony, her pussy searing in pain as Reese's kneecap rammed into it. Her arms went limp and dropped to the floor, leaving her totally helpless. Now in control, Reese reached down and thumbed Britney's bikini, sliding it down to her ankles and off of her. Cupping the blonde's womanhood, Reese slid her fingers inside and began fingering. Wide-eyed, Britney began to gasp languidly as the sensations spread through her body.
"No... No... Please..." Britney begged, her pleas interrupted by her moans.
Reese's other hand shot out, wrapping itself around Britney's neck and pinning her to the floor. "Shut up, bitch," Reese ordered, "You're all mine." Britney arched her back as her body writhed in pleasure, reacting to Reese's movements as she picked up the pace. Unable to control herself, Britney screamed aloud as she exploded, spilling her juices. Withdrawing her hand, Reese straddled the satisfied blonde and wiped it on her face. "Time for the fun to begin," Reese taunted, finally smiling again.
Salma was also smiling as she cupped Alyssa's chin with one hand as she pinched and twisted her nipple with the other. "Isn't this familiar, bitch? Once again, I've kicked your ass. Once again, you're at my mercy. In spite of all the preparation and planning, you still can't beat me. Ain't it heartbreaking?"
Getting nothing but a quiet sob in response, Salma let go of Alyssa's teat and angrily punched her in the face, snapping her head to the side. Determined to regain the brunette's attention, Salma grabbed her breasts in her hands, digging her nails in. Alyssa's long, loud, and agonized scream filled the air as Salma dragged her claws slowly down her jugs. The sheer volume of Alyssa's cries and the accompanying sobs were a clear indicator that the brunette didn't wish to repeat the experience.
Salma heard another scream and when she looked around, her eyes locked with Britney's tear-filled eyes. The young blonde was helpless as Reese sat atop her, mauling her boobs.
"Help, help me!" the blonde begged. "Salma, please..."
Turning back to Alyssa, Salma disengaged her claws, "Playtime's over bitch.” Then in parting, "Don’t run away. We'll finish this later!"
Reese continued to enjoy herself at Britney's expense. Cupping the younger blonde's boobs, she began to slam them together, extracting one agonized cry after another from Britney's lips. Turning her head to look back at the hot tub, Reese's smile was instantly wiped from her face. Salma was climbing the steps out of the tub. In all her nude glory, she looked like Aphrodite emerging from the sea. Quickly gathering her resolve, Reese stood to meet the new challenge. However, she was met by a quick left jab to the face, followed by a right hook to the jaw that sent her stumbling. Planting her feet, Reese stood her ground as Salma came at her. The two ladies immediately went after each other's breasts, mauling furiously. Reese scratched at Salma's tits, raking her nails down the fleshy orbs. Wincing as welts began to appear on her boobs, the Mexican squeezed the blonde's breasts in her fingers and twisted them back and forth.
"You little slut!" Salma shouted. "You're gonna pay for what you've done!"
"Go screw yourself, whore!" Reese countered. "You're in for a world of pain!"
Reese grit her teeth as she battled her foe. Salma was attacking her like a pro, and the blonde knew she had to do something quickly or it would all be over. Relinquishing her claw hold, Reese grabbed Salma's nipples and began to pinch and twist them. She smiled as Salma moaned loudly, cranking up the pressure in response. Suddenly, searing pain coursed through her body as the Latin beauty yanked downwards on her tits. Her legs trembling, Reese screamed in agony as Salma repeated the move again and again. Overwhelmed, Reese sank to her knees, totally cowed by Salma's offensive.
"Not so cocky now, are ya, bitch?" Salma taunted, grinning from ear to ear.
Reese screamed as Salma attacked her tits, bearing down from her superior position. Fighting for survival, Reese grabbed Salma's breasts and squeezed, drawing a cry of pain from the Mexican. Salma let go with one hand and lashed out, slapping and backhanding the blonde. Reese cried out as the blow stunned her and sent her sprawling. Moaning as she lay on the floor, Reese groaned as Salma kicked her in her midsection. Salma's foot sank into her belly, sending her rolling across the floor until she came to a stop by the wall. Groggy, Reese was helpless as Salma pulled her to her feet and slammed her up against the wall. Holding her up by the throat, Salma used her free hand to punch the blonde repeatedly in the belly. Reese moaned softly as Salma punished her, unable to blink back tears of humiliation....it was all too much…she was beaten!
"I guess you're not enough of a woman, chica," Salma laughed. "Let me show you what it's like to tangle with a real lady..."
The Mexican's free hand drifted down Reese's body, before suddenly darting towards her bikini. The strings were untied one after the other as the piece of clothing fell to the floor and exposed the blonde's nudity. Reese gasped as Salma cupped her mound and rubbed it sensually. She tried to steel herself against Salma's sexual assault, preparing for the worst. However, nothing could prepare her for the sensation as the Mexican's digits penetrated her. Reese groaned loudly as Salma fingered her, her defenses quickly shattered as her hips gyrated in rhythm. There was no way that Alyssa could possibly have survived against this. How on Earth could they possibly have won? Reese's head was in a fog as Salma finally pushed her over the brink, screaming as she climaxed.
Reese panted as she struggled to catch her breath. Salma was systematically humiliating her and breaking her down. All she could do about it was ride the wave and pray that the worst wouldn't happen. Withdrawing her fingers, Salma tauntingly sucked Reese's juices off of her index finger and wiped the rest off on the blonde's face. Reese's eyes went wide as the Mexican's hand again drifted to her pussy. She knew what was coming, but there was nothing she could do about it. Nothing, except for scream as Salma's fingers found her sensitive clit and attacked it mercilessly. Reese's cries filled the air as her clit was pinched and twisted.
"Please... Please stop," Reese whimpered, reduced to tears.
"Aww... You don't want to play anymore?" Salma taunted.
"Let go... I can't take it..." muttered the blonde.
"Don't worry babe," Salma assured her. "The fun's just started with you and me. I bet you'll be an even better toy than Alyssa ever could!" She released her hold, letting Reese sink forward to her knees. Salma allowed herself a moment to gloat, gyrating her hips and grinding her pussy into the blonde's pretty features. Reese could do nothing as Salma figuratively and literally rubbed the victory in her face. "Mmmm... That's it baby," Salma crowed. "Right where you belong..."
Salma decided that it was time to end things. Pulling Reese up erect on her knees, she grabbed the blonde's locks and yanked backwards, lifting her face skyward. With her victim firmly in place, Salma smiled and bent over, planting her mammoth melons over Reese's face. Gravity took over as the giant orbs draped themselves on top of Reese's pretty features, smothering her. Salma enjoyed herself as she held the blonde against her bosom, tauntingly grinding her boobs against Reese's face. There was absolutely nothing Reese could do to save herself. All she had left in her were futile struggles. Occasionally Salma lifted her breasts and released her smother, only to plant her boobs back down and take away all of Reese's hope. Salma smiled as the blonde began to go limp. In a few short moments, it would all be over.
Suddenly, Britney’s scream pierced the air. Letting go of her breast smother, Salma looked over at her fallen partner and her jaw dropped at what she saw. Standing over Britney with her feet planted firmly on either side of her head, a woman was bending over attacking the young starlet's breasts. Britney howled as her assailant clawed at her tits and yanked upwards on them. The blonde arched her back in an attempt to alleviate the pain. However, her assailant had stepped on her hair, limiting the amount of movement she could make. Trapped and in agony, Britney cried out, flailing and kicking with her legs, unable to escape her tormentor. Salma couldn't believe her eyes. Alyssa was up. Alyssa was back in the fight!
Reese breathed a sigh of relief as Salma released her. However, the warning signals immediately began flashing in her brain as the Mexican beauty turned away from her. Salma was going to go after Alyssa. No matter what Alyssa's condition was at this point, she stood no chance against both Salma and Britney. Reese had to do something. Summoning all her energy, she charged forward onto her feet and wrapped her arms around Salma, trapping her in a bearhug.
"You bitch!" Salma screamed. "Let go of me!"
"Shut up whore," Reese replied. "You're not going anywhere until Alyssa's ready for you!"
Reese smiled as she watched the expression on Salma's face. It was clear that the Mexican didn't like it. However, the blonde screamed in agony as Salma returned the bearhug. The Mexican's arms sapped her strength and her massive boobs flattened her own pair. However, Reese was determined to hold out as long as she could.
Meanwhile, Alyssa continued to attack Britney's breasts as the young blonde screamed and struggled helplessly. Desperate, she reached up and latched on to Alyssa's boobs, yanking down on them. The brunette screamed as she was bent over, forced to follow her chest. Suddenly, Britney's legs shot up and wrapped themselves around her neck. Brought down to the floor in one swift motion, Alyssa gasped as Britney's scissor hold tightened, squeezing the life from her. Gritting her teeth, she snaked her own legs around the blonde's waist and squeezed as well, drawing a cry of pain from Britney. The two continued in this fashion, each determined to crush the other into oblivion.
Alyssa and Britney's cries echoed across the room as they fought for dominance. Gasping for every breath, Alyssa raked her nails across the back of Britney's thighs, relieved as the blonde's hold loosened slightly. Loosening hers, Alyssa put all her power into a strong pulse, encouraged as Britney screamed in pain. Britney refused to give up, squeezing Alyssa's neck again. However, she could not match the pressure from the brunette's scissors, her hold loosening again. Smiling, Alyssa grabbed Britney's ankles and pried her legs apart, squeezing at the same time.
"Let go... Please..." Britney moaned in anguish. "You're killing me... Please leggo..."
"Looks like somebody doesn't know how to play with the big girls," Alyssa said, smiling for the first time since she fought Salma.
Releasing her scissors, Alyssa rolled Britney onto her back and straddled her waist, facing her legs. She spread Britney's luscious legs apart as far as they would go, but probably to little effect due to the blonde's limberness. Instead, Alyssa let go with one hand and punched the blonde in her pussy, firing one, two, three shots into her womanhood. As Britney screeched in agony, Alyssa clamped on a pussy claw, mercilessly ravaging her young foe.
"Oh God! Oh my God! It hurts!" Britney screamed at the top of her lungs. "Stop it... Please stop! I can't take any more!"
"Shut up bitch," Alyssa replied, "Nobody cares about anything that comes out of your mouth."
Alyssa made sure that her order was carried out, scooting back and planting her ass on Britney's face. She smiled as the blonde kicked and struggled underneath her facesit with no hope of escape or reprieve. For added effect, Alyssa grabbed Britney's tits and attacked, squeezing and twisting them. The blonde's cries were muffled under Alyssa's posterior, much the brunette's delight. She began to pinch and twist Britney's nipples, the beaten starlet's struggles finally subsiding beneath her. Finally, Britney lay silent, defeated beneath her conqueror.
Rising to her feet, Alyssa looked over to her new opponent. It was time to face Salma again. This time, it would be a fight to the finish. Alyssa looked up just in time to see Salma finish Reese who was moaned incoherently as Salma squeezed the fight out of her. The blonde's strength had been sapped by Salma's crushing grip and her tits had disappeared into the engulfing maw of the Mexican's mammary mounds. Reese's arms slipped down and hung at her sides as she went limp in Salma's, her head rolling back as she passed on into the sweet bliss of unconsciousness. Looking over at Alyssa, Salma smiled, taking a moment to show off her new prize before letting the blonde drop in a heap to the floor.
"Looks like it's just you and me, bitch," Salma taunted, stepping forward to face Alyssa. "Looks like I'm gonna have to kick your ass again!"
"Shut your mouth," Alyssa firmly replied. "You don't have a chance in hell of beating me!"
The two dark-haired vixens came together, grabbing each other's hair and pulling. They screamed as they pulled and tugged, stumbling around the room. Wrapping her hands around the back of Salma's head, Alyssa pulled herself forward and rammed her chest into her foe's. The brunette smiled as she saw the undeniable wince of pain on Salma's face. Apparently Reese had done more damage than either lady had expected.
"What's wrong, babe?" Alyssa smirked. "Your boobies having trouble taking it?"
"Fuck you!" Salma defiantly replied. "My tits can take yours anytime, anywhere!"
Salma responded with a slam of her own, drawing a gasp of pain from the brunette. Salma held it in well, but Alyssa knew that she had to be screaming on the inside. Suddenly, Alyssa groaned as Salma's fist buried itself into her stomach. Two more body punches and an uppercut to the chin left the brunette reeling. Clinching with her foe, Alyssa gasped as Salma continued to punch her in her sides, sliding down the Mexican's body to her knees. While Salma was not in the best of shape, it was clear to Alyssa that she wasn't doing so hot either. After a sexfight with the Salma and another fight with Britney, the brunette was worn down tremendously.
But Alyssa wasn’t content to simply give up. Salma's agonized scream pierced the air as Alyssa's fist slammed into her pussy. The Latina sank to her knees, holding her womanhood as tears welled up in her eyes. Reaching up and grabbing Salma's breasts, Alyssa pressed her advantage and squeezed, drawing more cries of pain from her foe. The brunette smiled as she received the confirmation she needed - Salma's breasts were in no condition to stand up to any sort of sustained punishment.
"Having a little trouble there, bitch?" she taunted, giving Salma's tits another firm squeeze. "Your weak udders don't seem like they're up to the task!"
Salma could only sob in response and grab at Alyssa's wrists, frantic to free herself. Desperate, she grabbed the brunette's tits in return and gouged her fingers into them. Alyssa's eyes watered as Salma's fingers dug expertly into her flesh, throwing her head back and adding her own voice to the chorus of screams that filled the room. The two ladies mauled each other's assets, each struggling to survive the war of wills.
"You fucking whore... I hate you..." Alyssa moaned.
"You little bitch... I'm gonna rip your little tits off..." Salma sobbed.
Alyssa howled in anguish as Salma yanked downwards on her breasts, driving her to her limits. Desperate, she latched onto the Mexican's nipples and began to pinch and twist them. Much to Alyssa's relief, Salma screamed in agony as she released her grip and grabbed at the brunette's wrists. Egged on by the sight of Salma's tormented face, the brunette latched onto her boobs and began to wrench them back and forth, torturing the Mexican mercilessly. Alyssa smiled. It was time to end it. Releasing Salma's breasts, Alyssa interlaced her fingers with the Mexican's and pulled their arms away from their bodies. Alyssa thrust her chest out, slamming her tits head-on into Salma's. The accompanying scream of agony that escaped Salma's lips was everything she could have hoped for. Gritting her teeth, Salma returned the blows, her pride not allowing her to back down from this fight. Cries of pain filled the air as they began to trade, their four breasts mashing and slapping together.
Alyssa winced in pain as Salma's breasts smacked into hers. Salma was using her size advantage very well, much to Alyssa's dismay. However, the brunette was not going to let it get to her. Changing her stroke, she began to twist her torso back and forth, slapping her boobs into the outsides of the Mexican's pair. Gasping, Salma immediately returned the slaps in kind, the two ladies trading furiously. Though Salma's blows had more force behind them, Alyssa's pace was faster, and it slowly won through for her. Biting her lip, Alyssa couldn't help but be delighted as Salma's cries were more and more frequent, her expression becoming a full-blown smile as Salma screamed in anguish.
Getting desperate, Salma rammed her tits forward, struggling to put Alyssa on the defensive. However, the brunette was not going to be denied. Alyssa began to swing her tits upwards, knocking them into the undersides of Salma's pair. Screaming in pain as her tits were knocked upwards, Salma brought her chest back down on top of Alyssa's, but her blows lacked the same force. Smiling, Alyssa continued to attack in this fashion as Salma continued to cry out in pain. The Mexican's counterattacks weakened, finally to the point where her breasts were brought back down by nothing more than gravity, only to be knocked upwards again by Alyssa's pair.
"I guess you don't got the equipment to stand up to me," Alyssa smirked. "Hurts to know that, doesn't it?"
"Fuck you, bitch," Salma shot back wearily. "Fuck you...fuck you..."
Lining her chest up with Salma's, Alyssa began to twist her shoulders forward and backward. She rapidly thrust out one boob and then the other, ramming it head-on into Salma's counterpart. The brunette smiled as Salma's cries filled the air, tears flowing freely down her cheeks. These tears, however, were not simply tears of pain and anguish. They were tears of humiliation. Salma's breasts, her most prized assets, were failing her. That thought alone must have been tearing her up on the inside. That thought alone made this fight all the more special for Alyssa. Pushing the Mexican over onto her back, Alyssa straddled her and bent down, mashing her tits into Salma's. Salma screamed as her breasts were flattened, sobbed as the brunette raked her still-hard nipples up and down her bruised and battered flesh.
"Who's the better woman?" Alyssa asked. "Say it now!"
Crying softly, Salma finally whimpered, "Ya….you….you are."
"That's a good girl," Alyssa cooed, dragging her boobs upwards and dangling them above Salma's face, "Now use that tongue of yours and treat my tits right. I KNOW you know how, so don't try and pretend you don't!"
Left without any options, Salma brought her lips to Alyssa's tits and kissed them, one after the other. The sensation was electric, and Alyssa immediately wanted more. The brunette moaned softly as Salma brought her nipple inside her mouth, sucking on it and licking it with her tongue. The feeling was so good... She'd need more to satisfy herself after this was all over. As Salma buried her face in her cleavage, the brunette pressed forward for the coup de grace. Alyssa smiled at Salma's helplessness as she began to breast smother her. The fight was over!
Salma's muffled cries could be heard underneath the mountains of flesh that buried her face. However, Alyssa was not going to be denied. Wrapping her hands around the back of Salma's head and lacing her fingers into her dark locks, Alyssa pulled the Mexican's face deeper into the abyss of her cleavage. Salma struggled frantically beneath her, desperate to escape the certain demise that awaited her. Alyssa simply smiled as she felt her beaten foe thrash back and forth against her. Salma's face felt so good as it rubbed against her boobs... Alyssa secretly wished that the Mexican were still actively trying to please her. Slowly but surely, Salma's struggles began to lessen. Alyssa grinned in supreme delight as they finally subsided, leaving the Mexican passed out and defeated beneath her. Releasing her breast smother, Alyssa sat up, smiling as she ran her hands through her beaten foe's sweat-slick hair.
"Come on, Salma baby," the victorious brunette said to her unconscious opponent. "Time to finish our sexfight."
Scooting forward, Alyssa planted her knees on both sides of Salma's head and gently lowered herself onto the Mexican. Moaning softly in delight as she found just the right position, she ground away, rubbing herself against Salma's once-pretty features. Using her hair as reins, she pulled Salma's face deeper into her pussy and began to rub her clit against Salma's nose. Groaning in carnal pleasure, Alyssa's cries grew louder as she gyrated harder. Throwing her head back, Alyssa screamed in ecstasy, her triumphant breasts bouncing up and down as she rode Salma. Alyssa finally screamed again in orgasmic frenzy, rocking back and forth vigorously as she exploded all over Salma's face. Running her hands through her hair, Alyssa slowly recovered from her last climax of the night. Catching her breath, a post-orgasmic bliss left a happy glow on her face.
"Please Salma, please stop making me cum!" Alyssa taunted her unconscious foe in a mock admission of defeat. "You fucked me soooo hard... I can't take anymore... Stop rocking my world!" Laughing as she gyrated her hips a couple more times against Salma's face, she added, "Looks like you win our little sexfight. Too bad you couldn't actually beat me!"
Seeing Reese starting to stir, Alyssa rose and put her bikini back on, then helped her blonde friend with hers. The look on Reese's face was one of relief as she saw it was Alyssa helping her up - apparently unconsciousness was no haven from the fear of what Salma and Britney would do if they’d won. Without a word, the two winners left the losers to fend for themselves. Alyssa and Reese had gotten off lucky, but the victory made the aches and pains worth it - they had plenty of reason to celebrate that night!