BEAUTY BATTLE, part 4 (Patreon)

“Okay, you whore, let’s see who mashes who,” she challenged with a quick glance at the other woman’s bare boobs. “Let’s just clarify the rules, how we’ll know who wins and what the stakes are, so that mine can start beating yours to a pulp at once.”

“Don’t worry, you cunt, we’ll soon see who beats who and which girls conquer which girls,” Fang Mei replied. “But let’s make the rules very clear between us so you can’t hang on to any excuse when I’ve flattened you.”

“That ain’t never gonna happen, bitch. Mine will never lose to yours,” Xiu Li said as the two brunettes closely watched the other nearby pair of fat glands. “First rule: we do this only with our tits. No clinches of any kind.” She twisted the gesture in disgust as she looked at Fang Mei’s big white boobs. “And no hands, unless you need them to support those flabby things to keep them fighting.”

“If yours need that kind of assistance, go ahead and use your hands,” Fang Mei sneered. “It’s not my case, so just tits on my side.” The beautiful ground stewardess narrowed her brown eyes. “Second rule: we’ll do this slow and hard. Let’s keep the violence in check so I can outmass you without anyone outside knowing about the breast beating I’ll be giving you.”

“It will be a pleasure to break yours firmness against firmness, as slow and hard as you can take,” Xiu Li hissed. “And since you’re talking about keeping this private, here’s the third rule: no matter how much I flattened your weak jugs, just keep your voice down so no one hears us and interrupts us before I finish this. When we were scratching each other’s boobs before, we raised our voices. We got lucky once, but we won’t get it a second time.”

“This is just between us, so don’t go screaming when I totally crush you,” Fang Mei agreed. “Fourth rule: the fight won’t end until there’s verbal surrender. I want to hear from your own mouth you admitting that my superior tits have beaten yours.”

“It’s gonna be delicious to hear you surrender your ugly boobies to my fatties.” The flight attendant smiled arrogantly as she stared at Fang Mei’s naked breasts. “I don’t think we need any more rules, considering how little time your tits will last against mine. But we still haven’t agreed what’s at stake…”

“How about you keeping your nasty little pussy away from Yuan Hong forever?” Fang Mei grunted heatedly, the smell of booze coming out of her mouth. “When your tits lose, you’ll never go near him again.” All of a sudden, another idea crossed the mind of the busty brunette, one that made her seductive lips twist into a cruel smile. “Even better: you will leave Beijing.”

“Forced exile? Sounds good to me,” Xiu Li said, the delightful possibility of her almost-cloned nemesis leaving town making her heart beat faster. “I hope you have your suitcase ready. I’ve heard that they need new prostitutes in Donngguan, so you’ll do well there, even after I left your boobs a couple sizes smaller.” A mean smile, cloned from her rival’s, brightened her beautiful face. “Yuan Hong and I will celebrate your departure with a long dirty fuck.”

“Forget about feeling his hard cock inside you again, you whore,” Fang Mei grunted.

“Oh, bitch, you’re the one who has to accept that you’re not gonna swallow his big dick anymore,” Xiu Li argued, her alcohol-laden breath surrounding both women.

The gorgeous dark-eyed, long-legged, fat-titted beauties were silent after the filthy verbal exchange. The rules and the big bet were on the table, and the mutual contempt had become clear after the exchange of insults, so the only thing left in front of Fang Mei and Xiu Li was the carnal resolution that they both longed for and that they didn’t stop asking for. Checking again the other sexy nude rack, they both measured and compared them with their own in what was to be the last visual evaluation. After the trash talk, the other breasts seemed a little fuller, their white skin bristling with anticipation, anxiety and antagonism. Swallowing, both women knew this fight—the first of its kind in their 32 years of life—was going to be a hell of devastating sensations and emotions, a test not only of flesh, but also of mind and will.

It was as if a gravitational force pulled them, Xiu Li towards Fang Mei, Fang Mei towards Xiu Li. The beautiful brunettes only needed a very short step and, for the first time, they felt another woman’s nipples against their own stiff pair. With a soft and short, dirty and seductive gasp, the two women stopped there, needing a few seconds to tame the burning sensations that jumped from nipple to nipple. Looking down, it was undeniable to both beauties how perfectly they were matched for that type of fight: the space between nipples was the same on both pairs of breasts, so the stiff weapons were impeccably aligned against each other without any effort. The umpteenth realization of their physical equality further stoked their mutual hatred, and a venomous resentment began to burn with every snarled word.

“I can feel you getting hard,” Fang Mei said, the delicate tip-to-tip contact transferring all the evidence she needed from Xiu Li’s nipples. “I’m starting to think you’re bating for the other team. You know, the beaver eaters.”

“That’s funny, because I was about to say the same thing about you.”  Xiu Li pushed her nipples forward very, very gently, and felt the light pressure in the opposite direction from Fang Mei’s rods. “Feeling how hard you’re getting, I’m seriously starting to think you had ulterior motives in meeting me here. Looking to lick some pussy today, huh?”

The pressure between the increasingly stiff nipples got a little tighter—a silent challenge, a subtle assertion of dominance—as both young beauties engaged in another dirty exchange of accusations and offenses. There was some sweat shining on their skin, the heat in the booth and on their own bodies starting to build up, the air around the busty adversaries thickened with every passing moment.

“The only thing I’m looking for are two weak, sagging boobs to crush,” Fang Mei exhaled, bringing their nipples a little closer together. “How lucky to have just what I want against me right now…”

Xiu Li grunted, feeling her nipples slowly sliding past Fang Mei’s, the length of the other flesh spears feeling interminable before their own rods finally reached the opposing rough areolas. Her hard pink weapons eagerly pierced the sensitive rugged skin, but her own delicate areolas suffered the vengeful assault from Fang Mei’s equally pink nipples.

“How does it feel to have my long stiffies stabbing you, tramp?” Xiu Li snarled, turning her shoulder to maliciously drive even deeper her right nipple into her antagonist’s areola to force a slightly rough gasp from Fang Mei. “Looks like your pathetic tits aren’t ready for this.”

“Fucking whore.” Fang Mei moved her shoulder to return the friction against her rival’s large areola, and this time it was Xiu Li’s turn to exhale a groan of annoyance. “It’s your ugly tits that aren’t ready. That’s why you don’t dare to face me in full.”

“You’re the one who insists on only touching nipples,” Xiu Li murmured. “I was just assuming that you were afraid…”

“If anyone is afraid of competing mass against mass in this booth, it’s you,” Fang Mei spat out. “You’re brave barking and baring your boobies, but when the moment of truth comes…”

Fang Mei’s accusation got under Xiu Li’s skin after so many minutes of continuous disdain for her proud tits, so the gorgeous flight attendant couldn’t resist rotating her right shoulder forward to let her right boob smack against Fant Mei’s left gland with a soft but firm impact. Both beauties groaned quietly at the breast collision, the carnal bump echoing in the booth as a warning that the battle could easily become loud and furious between two such competitive, heavy racks.

“Watch out, you bitch,” Fang Mei growled but wasted no time in hitting back, the dense mass of her naked right bosom gently but resolutely slapping its round, sexy counterpart. The double grunt of the rivals joined the almost liquid breast-to-breast reverberation that resounded in the walls, now both pairs of boobs throbbing slightly after the first trade of blows.

“You watch out, cunt.” Xiu Li delivered an even softer breast push than previous ones against Fang Mei’s right boob. “You wanted this slow and hard, so keep your word.”

“You hit first, you whore.” The sexy ground stewardess gave her adversary only a dirty, rough friction this time, her left breast rubbing against the other brunette’s right gland with insolence. “If you can’t control yourself against my tits, just say so.”

“Just shut up and keep the friction, little slut,” Xiu Li spat out, now forcing her two fat bosoms forward to brush them against Fang Mei’s mighty pair.

“You shut up.” Fang Mei returned the rub with both breasts, the sexual rivals engaging each other in an insolent test of firmness while, on the other side of the red curtain, the real world followed its inexorable course.

The voluptuous, heated feeling of hard titflesh scrubbing hard titflesh was unlike anything the two exuberant Chinese women had ever felt before and, now that they momentarily stopped the trash talking to concentrate themselves only on the carnal, both began to be fully aware of how sensorially devastating this encounter of breasts was going to be. But, despite the discomfort, neither young woman was willing to back down, each determined to prove her superiority over the other. As Fang Mei and Xiu Li kneaded their big busts against each other up and down, side to side, each nerve ending of their glands exploded in small but devastating blasts of contradictory sensations—pain and pleasure, aversion and seduction. Their breaths came in shallow gasps, mingling heat to heat as they struggled to maintain their composure amidst the mounting pressure.

Seeking to overcome her nemesis but also the devastating palpitations that ran through her fat chest, Fang Mei grabbed Xiu Li by the elbows, forcing the four naked globes together in tight contact. The flight attendant groaned at the unexpected pressure, her smug boobs overpowered by Fang Mei’s for a couple of humiliating seconds.

“Bitch!” she exhaled in an angry murmur just before holding on to the other young woman’s arms and pushing her breasts forward fiercely. In front of her, Fang Mei closed her eyes for a moment, her arrogant tits conceding ground to the impetuous firmness of Xiu Li’s bust.

“Bitch!” This time it was Fang Mei who snarled furiously, but she managed to regroup her sexy breasts and respond to the hard glands of her enemy with verve and tenacity.