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Battle of the Babes Pt. 01

By: SteelSaurus



Flasher steps back to look at the setup of the room; a wide padded mat to handle anything the girls can dish out on one another, colour coded corners and shoulder bands, a few oils (as wishful thinking), and most importantly three video cameras, each with HD resolution and automatic focus, perfect for capturing every heart pounding and intimate moment for replay at his leisure later. Rubbing his hands together expectantly, he checks his handiwork for the umpteenth time, inspect the cameras again. Tonight he'll have a front row seat as Apple and Victoria tussle for supremacy, and no matter the outcome of their match, he's in for a treat either way. With the victor claiming her opponent and her man as spoils he'll get to sample the lascivious chocolate curves of Victoria and the tight athletic body of Apple.

There's a knock on the door and Flasher stumbles over himself in his haste to answer it. Hurrying over, he calls out, "Who is it?" A polite male voice responds, "It's us," he's interrupted by a muffled giggle before he continues, "John and Victoria." Flasher smiles to himself as he opens the door. John stands at the door, a pleasant smile on his face. He nods to Flasher before turning to Victoria and beckoning her to enter first. Stepping inside, Victoria encompasses Flasher's vision like an eclipse, amazingly beautiful but just as painful to look at directly. Walking past him, she flashes him a sultry smile and strides into the room confidently. John gives another nod to Flasher as he enters the room as well, stepping to the side as he begins to rummage through a duffel bag.

As Victoria takes in the room, Flasher takes in Victoria starting from the ground up. She wears an open toed sandal-shoe with a small heel; it's not much but enough to give her the lift to showcase her shapely legs. Legs that seem to go on forever as Flasher traces them with his eyes until his view is cut off by the magnificence of her ass.

It was wide, it was thick, it was large, and whilst similar sized posteriors spoke of flabby excesses of cellulite, this was something that had been worked on, trimmed and toned, sculpted and moulded, excising any imperfections until what remained was in short, booty. Every step resulted in a gratuitous, yet controlled bounce. She moved in a sultry mesmerising rhythm that made young men feel the need to take a few cold showers whilst old men would loosen their collars and wish for younger days. A poet could write sonnet after sonnet on its magnificence, its movements, and most of all, its magnitude. Anything else would end up under plain covers. The overall effect was calculated to hit the male libido like a freight train of sex.

Finally making it past her ass, Flasher made it into curve country. He knew he was staring, but remained mesmerized as his gaze travelled up along every inch of her hourglass figure in eager anticipation of what was next in store.

"Like what you see hun?" the voice wasn't so much accusing as it was amused. Flasher's gaze snapped up the last few inches to look at Victoria who was looking straight at him, smiling unnervingly as walked towards him. "So now that you've had your eyeful tell me this hun... do you feel the need for a cold shower..." she drew level with him, languorously draping an arm over his shoulder pulling him close, "Or a hot fuck?" Her voice sent shivers up and down his spine and it didn't help matters that now her breasts were barrelling right into his chest. Flasher knew he was getting an erection and frankly, that wouldn't have concerned him too much with Victoria coming onto him as she was. What did make it awkward was that John was patiently standing by, watching them impassively. The thought struck Flasher that Victoria's husband wasn't worried, and had no reason to worry especially if what Victoria claimed what was in his pants was accurate.

Stiffening a little more at this though, Flasher was nether-the-less unnerved at John's patience. Thankfully, Apple chose to enter the fray at that exact point in time, defusing things with the tact of an arthritic demolition man, "Well, well, looks like zeppelin-tits is trying to sway the judge's opinion from the get go." Apple and Victoria's eyes meet. They smile at one another in a friendly way but Apple's eyes tell a different story, shooting Vicky a look that says, 'Oh no you didn't.' Victoria returns it with a look of her own that states, 'Oh yes I did. AND I'd do it again too.'

This silent exchange completed Apple sniffs and breaks eye contact with Victoria, turning away airily. Her gaze falls on John, sitting there peacefully oblivious to the girl's exchange, and Apple smiles. Following her line of sight, Vicky's eyes narrow as she glares at Apple sending the message, 'Don't even dare.' But Apple is neither looking, nor in a receptive mood as she strides over to John, a wicked gleam in her eye. She calls back to Victoria over her shoulder, "Right then, since you've gone after my husband, I might as well go after yours," Apple faces towards John and gives him a smile, "Come on then lover boy, face front. I want your eyes on me and I need you to watch every move I make." Victoria turns to watch Apple suspiciously, an eyebrow twitching but she smirks and leans back, keeping an arm wrapped meaningfully around Flasher.

Confident that all eyes were on her, Apple began her little strip show. Even before she removed a single piece of clothing, Apple was already showing a substantial amount of skin. As she turned to face Victoria giving her a wink that set the black girls teeth on edge, she bent forward provocatively thrusting her prizewinning ass up into John's lap. It was indeed as toned and as trim as had advertised, and it was all wrapped up in a pair of denim hot pants that looked hot enough to start smoking any minute as they barely managed to restrain their contents.

Then there was her choice in make-up. If you wanted to be polite about it, you could say it gave her a sexual edge that would stir the loins of any man. On the other hand, if you wanted to be truthful about it, you'd have to admit that it made her look slutty... but in a way that hinted that a sexual edge was but the tip of her abilities.

However, even though she had her ass pressed into John's lap it was her top was where all the attention was. She was wearing a fairly simple white vest top, which was revealing enough as it was, but add to the fact that it was nearly sheer enough to see her skin through it added magnitudes of sexual appeal to it. Pulling it even tighter against her, she slowly worked it up her body revealing bit by bit, a lean little set of abs. As his gaze followed the steadily rising fabric, John's eyebrows peaked up some as she slid the fabric to a halt along the underside of her breasts. Apple smiled seductively down at him, watching him for a few moments, building the pause up... until she pulled the top up in one swift movement and revealed her precious tits. At least, that's what it looked like. Although not overtly large, Apple's pert little apples were huge compared to the slim steak of nothing that constituted for a top. A miniscule bright red triangle bikini, held together by a slip of red shoestring, which barely contrived in covering her nipples.

She gives the thin straps an adjustment, putting herself in jeopardy of a nipple slip with even the slightest of touches. Reaching behind her to the delicate knot which holds the two fine straps in place, she gives it a little pluck before sidling up to John to pause her little striptease with an equally provocative lap dance as she shows of her body.

As John observes Apple prepare, he notes that she fits in just as much sexuality and vivacity as Victoria, only in a smaller package. Watching her stretch and flex, showing off her pert tits, he realizes that although neither as tall, nor broad, nor as busty as Victoria, it would have been unwise to think that Apple was merely a scaled down model when it came to her allure. Instead, it was more accurate to view her as equally attractive simply compressed to fill a smaller mould and looks ready to be unleashed.

And unleash was what was about to happen as Apple's attention turned back to her shorts. With amount of skin they showed, it was inconceivable to imagine anything beneath them except bare flesh. However, as the denim was slowly peeled away, they revealed what had to of been the slimmest, skimpiest, most threadlike bright red bikini bottom in existence. Her shoestring top looked downright prudish in comparison. Even Flasher, wrapped up in the arms of Victoria, took notice of his wife's change of attire. Victoria was impressed as well Apple's transformation but tried to wave it off, commenting, "Something as skimpy as that would never last on my tits," but her words were lost as the pants were slowly stripped and then lifted triumphantly, giving them a wave towards Victoria with a smirk before turning back to John, dangling them precariously on one finger.

Finally, Apple discarded her final article of clothing, dropping it daintily to the side. Placing a foot alongside John's seat showing off her strong toned legs and struck a pose for him, completely nude save the scanty snatches of rich red fabric that barely covered her nipples and pussy. She fingered the shoestring strap over her shoulder and gave John a seductive smile, "So what do you think hun?" You could have heard Victoria wince at this. Flasher certainly felt it as circulation to his arm was momentarily cut off.

John rose to the occasion like a champ and gave Apple an award-winning smile, "Very nice, very revealing. Seeing you like this, I'm sure Flasher counts his blessing to have you as his wife." Pensive for a moment, he nodded and continued, "And the colour red too; a smart bit of psychological warfare there. But yes, all in all very attractive. It's nice."

Apple blinked, at a loss for words, she'd been half expecting him to pop a massive boner and start rubbing his hands all over her uncontrollably. Or at the very least the aforementioned boner, with him staring at her with his jaw open, possibly gibbering as well. She honestly hadn't expected him to be so... polite, or respectful. He was even looking her in the eye. And to make it worse, she could feel Victoria's triumphant eyes on her.

Realizing something was amiss, John wisely figured that something more was expected from him, "Uh, it's very appealing and does well to emphasize your figure." There was a snort from Vicky that Apple carefully tried to ignore, though Flasher did take a quick peek at her trembling cleavage as she tried not to laugh. John was impossible! There simply couldn't be a guy as, as, as, impossible as he was. "So you like my figure then?" Apple tried a little more seduction but her heart wasn't in it. John smiled again as he struck out for the shores of honesty in the midst of these uncertain waters, "It's very nice. Petite. Very youthful."

At this, Victoria's laughter broke through, giving Flasher a spectacular show of her bouncing breasts. "Oh yes, you look very nice little girl. But now let me show you how a woman does it hun." Victoria now had the lime light and she was going to exploit it to the fullest of her abilities. Flashing Apple a winning smile, she turned to face Flasher. "Alright then hun," she tracks the palm of her hand across his face, turning his head to face her head-on, and then readjusts his view downwards, "Looks like you've one a first class striptease by yours truly, you lucky dog." Her hand tracks down his neck and onto his chest, pulling at his shirt. Her head moves in breathing on his neck heatedly while she pushes her chest against his. Her bare cleavage barrels into him, pressing against his exposed skin erotically. Her leg moves up his, kicking her shoes off and caressing his inner thigh with her knee as she intertwines her leg with his.

Balancing on one leg precariously, Vicky twists herself around Flasher like a possessive vine around a wavering tree. Snaking another arm around him and down his back, she plays her nails down his spine, jerking him upright, "That's right, let's get the rest of you at attention..." Even at point blank range, Flasher has no clue how she's able to make his entire body feel as though it's being touched, and at the same time, having shed her shoes, jacket, and the miniskirt over her jeans. She still had her top on, but it was looking wonderfully dishevelled, and the aforementioned jeans had already begun to slide down her hips. As her body coiled around his, he felt, but never quite saw, as more of her clothes dropped. He reflected that Victoria's breasts were making things more erotic. Gorgeous in their own right, when 'up close and in your face' their size blocked his view of what was happening to her (and his) lower regions.

Apple had a clear view of the proceedings, and was just as perplexed as to how Victoria could have her legs up and around her husband's waist, and the next moment her jeans were piled around her ankles. She tried to follow an article of clothing as Victoria writhed and gyrated against Flasher (who, to her chagrin, was far more responsive than John was), but Vicky took that opportunity to turn and begin rocking her ass up and down against his erection. She watched as this continued for a few moments, with Vicky guiding Flashers hands to grip her waist.

As Flasher began to buck against Victoria energetically, Apple realized that the strip tease had degenerated into dry humping, and with half of Victoria's clothes of, it wouldn't take much more to result in bare sex. She opened her mouth to protest but John beat her to the punch, giving a polite, but firm cough. Leaning forward as she ground herself back against Flasher, Victoria looked up at John's polite smile. Saying nothing she straightened up, had the decency to give an embarrassed smile, giving a half turn so both audiences could see the finale of her show. With that, she stripped the last dregs of her clothes, revealing a scarlet micro-bikini and matching G-string thong. It was probably a size or two larger than Apple's, but that meant nothing as Victoria was a few sizes larger than Apple regardless. The difference was astonishing. Whereas Apple's ultrafine monofilament more or less matched her proportions, Victoria's lingerie was at capacity as it barely contained her full orbs. Her breasts literally strained at the flimsy material as they tried to burst free. She swivelled her hips to show off her G-string... 

Her lack of G-string that is... most had been swallowed between her voluptuous ass cheeks. Having shed her clothes haphazardly around Flasher, Victoria now stood proudly with her hands over her head, showing of every curve for him, "Huh? So what do you think hun? Pretty good right?" Flasher tried to play it as cool as John, he really did, but Vicky had that sexual magnetism that drew out even the most repressed desires. He gibbered. To his credit, it wasn't much, but Vicky eagerly accepted it for more than what it was, "Hmm, pretty good gibbering hun, pretty good. Your gabbling could use a little more work, but the open mouth is a nice touch, and, what's this?" She reached out and touched his chin, turning his unresisting head to the side, "My! And even some drooling as well? Don't you know how to make a girl feel special hun?" Snapping out of his trance, Flasher shut his mouth, straightening up as he guilty wiped the back of his fist across to remove any traces of saliva.

Alright, he may have had his mouth open some, and gibbered out a couple of words, but he didn't blabber on and on, and he certainly hadn't been drooling. Even so, he still shied away from Apples ferocious gaze. He needn't have worried about her though; it was Victoria who was the focus of her blowtorch glare. If looks could kill indeed...

It was at this John gently lifted Apple off his lap, and stood, "Well since the ladies are all sorted, shall we once over the rules and then commence the match?" He was met with silence. He pressed on undaunted, "Yes? No? There isn't anything more to reveal right? Correct me if I'm mistaken, but that's to be left to the ladies to settle in-ring. So, shall we begin?"

"Hold on, here's a thought..." there was a pause as all eyes fell on Apple, "Well the guys have already gotten their kicks by getting to watch me strip down. And I suppose Vicky as well. But, how about they give us something in return? Something that everyone will enjoy?" She walks over to where Flasher had so cunningly thought he had hid the oils and picks up two bottles, and turns back, "So how about we get our guys to oil us up?" She flashes a smile and Victoria returns it. Maybe a little female solidarity was in order before they went at each other; there were such things as civility after all.

Victoria glances over briefly to John and Flasher before returning her focus onto Apple, smiling conspiratorially, "Sure thing hun, and give the guys a happy ending of their own for doing such a good job?"

Apple piped up, raising an eyebrow and smirked, "A race?" From the look on her face she seemed very enthusiastic to begin. Victoria shrugged, "If you want hun. I was just thinking that once the boys have gotten their rocks off, they won't just stand around looking dumb while we wrestle." She looks from Apple to Flasher and smirks, "I just wanted to make sure we had clear-minded and level headed judges, but if you want to make a competition out of it..." she trails off happily. " But first things first. The oil."

Apple nodded, casually tossing a bottle to Victoria before turning to Flasher and handing him the bottle. She peels her already negligible top down some enough to send Flasher's pulse pounding and gives him a sultry look, "Make sure you do a good job hun..." Flasher tried in earnest to concentrate on the task at hand. He really did. 

However, Apple was just as determined not to let him. Flipping off the top of the oil, he went to pour it on one hand professionally, but at that moment, Apple turned and thrust her ass out toward him. Gawking at her, he managed to pour a hearty helping of oil not on his hand, but instead over his arm and down his side instead. It took him a while to realize this and resulting in him expending a good portion of the oil on himself.

Turning again to see what the hold-up was, Apple saw his captivated gaze and his body coated with oil, "My, you sure seem eager to get things started." Panicking some, Flasher tried to recover, but Apple's arm lashed out, catching his. "No need to waste precious oil hun..." Pulling at the strings of her top she guided his unprotesting arm under the slip of fabric and between her breasts, and began to rub up and down against him.

Flasher's eyes went wide. Apple was using his arm like an oiled stripper pole, as she slid up and down against him, coating her torso with oil. His eyes glazed some as he felt her supple tits brush against his forearm and fantasized about getting a hold of them and tweaking with her nipples some. Coming out of his stupor he sighed; that wouldn't come into the cards even if- when Apple won. Focusing on the task the task at hand again, vowing to make the best of it, he found that he was kneeling on the floor with Apple's ass drifting just in front of him. He heard Apple's voice purr out, "I'm ready for you to do my ass now hun." Flasher gave a brief but zealous prayer of thanks to whoever was listening and began to fervently roam his hands over Apple's ass and legs, tracing out every HD inch.

Alongside Flasher, John stood exasperated. Apple's use of Flasher had not gone unchallenged and now John stood having been stripped down to his boxers. His broad chest and chiselled abs gleamed where Victoria had pressed herself against while she insisted that he oil her back while she faced him. He was having significant difficulty navigating her curves. Each time he tried to progress onwards to do her arms, he found her sliding her hands back to her breasts, slipping them underneath the fabric so his hands would press directly against her flesh. She navigated his hand over her mountainous orbs all the while protesting that he wasn't giving them enough attention. "They're a very prominent feature of mine, and so they need a lot of attention... AND a lot of oil..." Sighing, John relented as he kneaded his oily hands into her for the fifth time...


Battle of the Babes Pt. 01



Apple was enjoying the attention she was getting as well as she wiggled her hips from side to side while Flasher tried to oil up her legs. He stared, captivated as her ass swung back and forth before his eyes, his hands idly massaging the same leg over and over. Unbeknownst to even him, Flasher's hands were working the oil into her toned thighs and calves like a professional masseuse and Apple was thoroughly revelling in every glorious moment of it.

Meanwhile, ignoring protests that her breasts hadn't been oiled enough, John had continued to work on Victoria's arms before working his way down her waist. He methodically rolled his slick hands over her curvaceous form as it smoothly transfigured her skin into a glistening masterpiece. Her body was left gleaming where every he laid his hands, and as he progressed she soon stood slick and shiny, like some freshly cast statue of burnished bronze.

Apple looked equally stunning; Flasher's ministrations had left her looking like a polished piece of milk ivory. Running his hands around her slim waist to cup her pert breasts, and then out over her arms, he left her body gleaming like a pearly china doll.

The two lustrous beauties eyed their opponent. Victoria's eyes transcribed down Apple's well-defined structure, while Apple's gaze roamed up and over Victoria's hearty curves. Victoria grinned while Apple gave a sly smirk, as the identical thought ran through their minds, 'Oh yes... I'm going to enjoy this...'

There was still one more hurdle to overcome before the girls could go at each other, and that was the handjobs. As the girls herded the guys alongside one another, John mused on the two ladies escalating excitement. With their outlet of taking each other on head to head postponed, he deduced that the built up tension would probably be released in the upcoming handjobs. He grimaced out of habit as Victoria pulled his boxers down to reveal his already impressive six-inch softy, and tried to relax as Victoria began to eagerly pump him up to full size. John sighed to himself sarcastically, 'Oh yes... they're going to enjoy this...'

As he and John stood alongside one another, Flasher reflected on his predicament. Already wildly turned on by Apple and Victoria's strip teases, getting to rub oil all over his wife's body, and now in an almost direct comparison in his and John's sizes, he was now in no condition to try and hold onto his load. And he knew, that Apple knew, which was arousing in itself.

As Apple kneeled in front of Flasher, she saw that his eight-inch member was already throbbing excitedly. Good; not so much jealous over Victoria, or even frustrated with Flasher, she was peeved at John's casual comments. 'Petite! Of all the self-righteous nerve...' still fuming to herself she grasped Flasher dick and began pumping, working her hand round his shaft, each finger massaging waves of pleasure throughout his body, 'Youthful... humph. I'd like to see youthful do this...'

Victoria had noticed Flasher's member already primed and ready to burst, but she said nothing, confident in her own abilities to trump whatever Apple could manage. She started on John's head, slowly massaging the very tip before she splayed her fingers, running her fingertips along his length. Eyeing his steadily building erection she flattened her palms against either side of his dick and began to rub them back and forth in unison.

Although John looked to be building towards a climax of his own, Apple had Flasher on edge as each of her fingers nimbly danced around his shaft. Sliding her index finger and thumb over his head spreading his leaking pre-cum, she eased her hand forward to coat the rest of his penis. Moving her other hand forward, she wrapped it around the base of his shaft, squeezing him gently, and then giving him a wink, she was off. Her left hand powerfully pumping the base of his cock with her fingers individually massaging along his length. Her right hand tantalized his sensitive head with shorter faster strokes that made his entire length pulse in excitement. 

Flasher gave a loud groan, his cock giving a powerful flex upward on the verge of unleashing its load. Pulling on his head energetically, she could feel him swelling as he prepared to finally spill his seed in an explosive performance.

Alongside Apple, Vicky concentrated on working John's member; she was confident that her technique would easily allow her to surpass Apple. She increased the pace of her strokes, pumping him wildly. All it would take was a few seconds more...

There was a grunt followed by a groan of release. Flasher leaned his head back as his dick shot his load over Apple's face and chest. As the thick cum streamed down her oiled body she looked toward Victoria giving her a smile of triumph.

A little frustrated that she'd been one upped, Vicky redoubled her efforts on John's rod. It took a few more minutes of fervent pumping while Apple cleaned herself off but finally John's cannon blasted out a healthy load of its own. Wrapping an arm around her chest, Vicky pressed her breasts together, creating a groove in her cleavage for the cum to collect into. As his shots died down, Victoria was left with a rich helping of cum between her breasts. She dipped her head down, extended her tongue, and slurped up the cum and swallowed it in one fluid motion. She winced, making a face, "Urg... the oil tastes terrible."

The pre-match antics coming to an end both girls small talk died off. Flasher and John held a brief hushed conversation, looking over at the two ladies occasionally before nodding and John stepped forward onto the centre of the matt. Both bristled with excitement and energy. The rules were simple and straightforward; make your opponent verbally announce their submission to the other, admitting that they are the inferior to their opponent in every way. A full body pin was a valid method of victory if only to avoid long drawn out stalemates or Mexican standoffs. And to make things more crushing, the woman pinned would be counted out by her own husband.

The guys then held another brief meeting this time with Flasher getting the short end of the stick, "Ladies and Gentlemen, in the red corner we have Applelao, standing at 5'4, with a 34'bust, 24'waist, and a 26'hip figure with B-cup breasts. And in the blue corner we have Amazon V, standing at 6'0, with a 38'bust, 26'waist, and a 40' hip figure with F-cup breasts," He paused, realizing he was parroting John, but pressed on, "This is a verbal submission match, with a pin only accepted in a stalemate of a five count. Victor wins bragging rights and command of her opponent and husband for any and all their sexual desires."

Rules sorted and introductions finished, the gentlemen stepped back and the ladies stood, "Oh yes, I'm REALLY going to enjoy this..."



Battle of the Babes Pt. 02



Apple and Victoria stepped onto the mat in their respective corners as the husbands fitted them with their matching armbands. Victoria was less than pleased with getting the blue, but it was really Apple's lauding the red as, 'the winning colour', which was getting to her. She shrugged it off as John went over the rules once again, rolling her eyes as he droned on. Finally, he finished and Flasher stepped forward to finish the dialogue, "All right then ladies, you've already heard it from John, but now you're going to hear it from me. I want to see a down and dirty fight, but no hair pulling, scratching, or biting, you can save that for afterwards. Apple; ready? Victoria; ready? Fight!"

As Apple gets into a fighting stance Victoria chuckles haughtily as straightening up lazily, "So hun, do we have to bow and get into a fighting stance, or are you alright with anything goes?" Apple gives a laugh of her own, "You heard the man, anything goes is fine by me... hun." Victoria gives a growl, "Perfect." And with that she charges forward, going for a straightforward tackle that she expects Apple not to expect...

John's impressed. Not with Victoria's charge, but rather in the way that Apple nimbly sidesteps the assault and redirect's Victoria's momentum to send her crashing into the floor. He nods sagely as Apple continues the offensive, grabbing Victoria's arm and trapping her in an arm bar. Victoria isn't one to lie around to collect her wits; she's a non-stop onslaught so long as she's not gloating.

However, Apple isn't able to lock the arm bar in before Victoria powers out of the hold with sheer strength, flipping Apple over in the process. Giving the smaller girl a smile of triumph, Victoria lines her bust up with Apple's for some tit-to-tit action, but Apple thrashes in desperation and dislodges Victoria. Slipping out from under her, she gave Victoria's ass a smack before backing away to safety.

Victoria was unfazed by Apple's agility, she had been bragging on about it after all. Rising up, she gave a tired sigh. Then lowering her head and spreading her arms, she charged. It wasn't fast, but it did have a terrible momentum, like the slide of a glacier; a steady, slow, and most importantly of all, unstoppable force. But even more disconcerting was that Apple looked in no way frightened at the impending prospect of being left as a smear on the floor, in fact she was smiling.

Apple spun gracefully, wheeling Victoria in a stumbling, ungraceful arc, before sending her crashing to the ground. Again. As Victoria groaned, more in humiliation than pain, Apple daintily stepped forward wary of any ploys, but Victoria looked content to lie there for the moment. Taking care as she tiptoed up, Apple leaned over her fallen foe, and with a precise little tug, pulled the knot in Victoria's top loose.

Grumbling to herself at ending up plastered face first into the floor again, Victoria saw Apple's foot out of the corner of her eye and gave a lazy swipe at the girl's leg, which was nimbly side stepped. Pushing herself upright to continue the offensive, Vicky's breasts, now freed from the tyrannical oppression of her top, surged outwards in a bid for freedom. As her full breasts broke free of her top, heartily bouncing forward, Victoria looked down in interest. Then without batting an eye, she reached behind her and whipped the remainder of the top free in one fluid motion.

It's then Apple who's caught off guard as she charges forward in an effort to beat Victoria at her own game. She'd honestly been expecting her to fumble with her top, trying to put it back on or something like that. Instead, Victoria draws herself up, oiled breasts gleaming, and Apple rams into them like a pair of well-developed airbags. Apple strives to shove Victoria over onto her back, but Victoria barely budges, all the while smiling down on Apple, with the same amusement a shark gives a guppy. "Your turn to get grounded hun..." Victoria's arms wrap around Apple like two pythons, and swivelling her body, powers Apple face down into the matt.

Flasher winces as he watches his wife slammed face first into the matt, but says nothing. Victoria rises off Apple, still smiling as she gets to her knees. Looking down at her fallen opponent, she straddles the smaller girl over her back which makes Flasher immediately suspect she's going for a clutch. Though why opt for physical torture when emotional works so much better? Humming to herself, Vicky slowly unravels Apple's top and slips it from her prone body, but instead of tossing it aside, she instead attempts to put it on herself.

Coming to from the slam, Apple is in no position to see Victoria trying on her top, and indeed is focused on the more pressing problem of being pinned beneath Victoria's ass. However, both Flasher and John watch as Apple's top, which was too small for the Asian's B-cups, can barely manage to contain one of Victoria's breasts, let alone stretch across to handle them both. Still face down, Apple tries to worm herself free from under Victoria, but the black girl is weighing down on her too much. The fact that Victoria isn't doing anything than sitting there preys on her mind, but that's not priority, "Urg... get off me you big cow, with your fat floppy tits, and your soft saggy ass."

"A big cow eh? Well let's see how you like this..." Discarding Apple's top, Victoria reaches over to reclaim her own. Still humming casually, she untangles it and begins to slide it around Apple. Feeling her way along the girl's smaller body smirking smugly she pulls it over the Asian's breasts, ignoring the girl's infuriated but muffled protests. Just to give the clockwork of anxiety another little turn, she began to hum. It was a tuneless melody that was so much aimed at distracting her from fastening the top in a complicated series of knots behind Apple's back, but more to pick at Apple's nerves.

Shifting her position some, Victoria wiggled her hips on top of Apple's back as she finished tying her top around the girl. Then hooking her arms around Apple, Victoria pulled her upright in a clutch. Bending backward painfully, Apple shut her eyes in agony as pain shot up and down along her spine. It was painful, but not painful enough to warrant Victoria the victory of hearing her cry out, and nowhere near enough to get her to submit and admit defeat if that was what she was banking on. But submission wasn't on Victoria mind, nor on John and Flasher's mind either.

Arched back like she was, Apple's chest was now thrust out with Victoria's bikini hanging loosely over the Asian girls more moderate tits. And just for comparison's sake, Victoria was pulling in such a way that made her chest protrude out as well. And for comparison sake, both John and Flasher noticed that Vicky's breasts obtrusively protruded forward, hovering just above Apple's head. And (and this is still for comparison sake mind you), neither of the guys could help noticing that Victoria's breasts outsized not only Apple's breasts... but her head as well. One could not help but think that if she leaned forward just a fraction, then Apple would receive a face full of tit.

But smothering Apple into submission wasn't in the cards. Instead, Victoria relegated, settling for slamming Apple down face first onto the mat again. Sitting up, Victoria glimpses Flasher's pained look of sympathy as his wife is introduced to the floor once again. Vicky smirks and curls her tongue inside her mouth, licking the inner side of her teeth, 'Time to mess with Flasher a little more.' Drawing herself up some more, she raised her arms behind her head, once aging showing off her body for Flasher's approval. She gave a little stretch, showing off her impressive bust and, pressing her wide ass down against Apple's back, emphasizing again the immense size difference between the two women.

Flasher watched, transfixed as Victoria rolled her hips back and forth alluringly while sitting on Apple's back, "You like watching me dominate your wife, don't you hun?" Flasher kept quiet in fear of attracting Apple's wrath later, but Vicky could read all the signs and smiled, "No need to say anything hun, but I know that you must be itching to let it out, so feel free to scratch hun..." She gives him a wink and slides a hand between her legs, suggestively making jerking motions on an invisible dick, "No one would blame you for scratching some, trust me hun." Following her syrupy voice Flasher was led to slide his stiffened member free and begin to pump it absent-mindedly. "And I bet it feels good, doesn't it? But you know, I bet you'd like it even better once you handed it over to me wouldn't you?" Her persuasive voice got a slight nod from Flasher, his eyes transfixed on Victoria's undulating curves, as her hand slides deeper between her legs. "I bet you just can't wait for me to put your wife away so you can have a real woman attend to your needs. Heaven knows you need it hun, it doesn't look like Apple's been satisfying you at all..."

That was it, she had heard enough! In a fury, Apple thrashed wildly, dislodging the laughing Victoria and pulling the thin fabric free. No longer trussed by the material, she turns to confront Victoria, who's now gotten to her feet. Still chuckling some, she smirks at the smaller girl, "What's wrong hun? Can't stand a little competition?" Though that jab is ignored as Apple marches up to the bigger girl, livid beyond license.

As face to face with Victoria as she could get, Apple looked up over the protruding breasts at the grinning amazon. Her own face was locked in a scowl of fury and she tiptoes to try and match some of the height, "What the hell was that about? Too eager to start on your deserts before you finish your meal? And so confident that you're 'obviously' going to win too? What's up with that? Where do you get off?"

Victoria throws her head back giving a boastful laugh, "Ha-ha! Here's how I see it hun; in order for you to win this you have to be lucky every time. But when it comes to me I only have to get lucky once." Victoria leans down, "So let me ask you this..." her voice dips, growing hushed, but remains penetrating, "Feeling lucky, bitch?" She gives Apple a giga-watt grin as the smaller girl narrows her eyes.

Staring up at her, Apple isn't prepared for what happens next. Victoria bumps her breasts forward into Apples face. Backing up hastily at the unexpected move, she opens her mouth to give Vicky a piece of her mind and instead is left open as she catches a freight load of booty as Vicky swings her hips around, giving Apple an ass bump that sends her careening off balance.

Seeing Apple tottering, Vicky stepped forward looking to smother the girl and put her lights out for good. Grinning wildly with her breasts bearing down on Apple like a semi headed full throttle at a dazed deer, Vicky grabbed Apple's shoulder, looked over at John to flash him a triumphant smile, and turned back to find Apple gone.

Behind Victoria, Apple gave a smirk of superiority before grabbing the black girl's massive ass or 'booty' as she had called it. Victoria spun around with an elbow ready to connect. Apple accepted it along with its accompanying momentum, pivoted deftly, and promptly sent Vicky on yet another air ride.

Sailing through the air peacefully, Victoria reflected on the recklessness of her impetuosity and vowed to endeavour not to repeat it. And with that, she hit the ground. Again.

Straddling her fallen opponent, Apple planted herself down on Vicky's waist with a wide grin of supremacy and mischief. Starring down onto her prone foe, her gaze drifted on the massive pair of tits at her fingertips and a wicked smile lights up her face. Without a moments more hesitation, she grabs a handful of breast flesh and tries to sink her and as deep as possible into them. It's not very effective; Vicky barely flinches. Unperturbed, Apple rises some, putting more pressure on them as she tries to sink her hands even deeper. It doesn't seem to have any effect; Victoria just lays there, her eyes closed. Frowning, Apple sucks at her teeth and begins to squeeze and twist, trying to get a reaction. This time she succeeds, but it's not the reaction she was looking for. Victoria has now opened her eyes and has been casually watching Apple's attempts at torturing her tits with a faint smile of amusement.

Grabbing Apple, Victoria rolls over, turning the tides like a tsunami. Still smiling amusedly, Vicky now lies suspended above Apple. The only thing supporting her is that Apple's hands are still grabbing a hold of her breasts, pushing up instead of bearing down. Flasher looks on with interest; Apple is pretty tough, but by no means is Vicky a spring chicken. It looks to be only a matter of time before the supports fail, and Vicky comes crashing down onto the smaller girl.

As her arms give a jerk under Vicky's weight, Apple's look of panic suddenly turns into a smirk of insight. Above her, Victoria wonders what the smaller girl has planned until the realization dawns a second too late, as the Asian girls legs wrap around the broader girls waist. Crossing her ankles, Apple locks in the move, sealing Victoria's fate in the process.

Victoria winces as Apple's legs begin to tighten but perseveres, giving a cocky smile, "Pretty good hun, pretty good. Almost half as good as me you know." She gives a grunt as Apple's legs tighten once more but continues anyway, "I mean if we reversed roles, you'd probably be done for already..." Another grunt, this time followed by a pause as she catches her breath, "Hah... hah... but compared to you... hah... I can handle... hah... double of anything you can dish out..."

Apple faces lit in a mischievous grin up at Victoria's face, her teeth gritted in a smirk as she endeavours to hold off her discomfort. "Double of anything you say? Well since you insist hun..." And with that Apple really begins to squeeze in earnest.

Suspended above Apple, Victoria grimaced as the smaller girl's legs lock around her waist in a crushing scissor-grip. The girl wasn't bluffing when she said bragged about her strong, toned legs, and now Vicky was getting a first-hand experience. In a bid to ease the pain some, she put her hands down, to support herself and tried to push herself away, arcing her hips up in the process.

Flasher licked his lips as Victoria's huge ass wiggled alluringly in front of him and began to think of all the wonderful things he'd be getting to do to it. And by the sound of Victoria's growing grunts and gasps of pain, he'd be sampling it soon enough. With Apple's permission of course. His member gave an anticipatory jerk at the thought of his wife having all three of them under her thrall.

John looked on impassively. The flip-flop in position from before and even his wife's plight now was falling on impassive ears. He'd been ingrained to always expect his wife to win and didn't even wonder how she'd pull it off in her current predicament. All he was focused on was the match itself and making good calls. Should the impossible happen and Victoria loose, then he'd be the one to make the call. Fair and just; that was what mattered.

With Vicky now supporting herself, Apple's no longer needs to keep holding onto the black girl's breasts. Making herself comfortable, she smiles up at Victoria's strained face as she leisurely scissors the larger girls waist, "Looks like you're having a bit of difficulty up there hun. Surely you can't be thinking of giving in just yet?" Victoria says nothing, beginning to shift her body from side to side, trying to writhe her way free and making Flasher's mouth go dry as he watches her hips wiggle alluringly.

Apple only grins, "This is too much for you hun? Trying to leave so soon? Not on my watch." No longer having to support Victoria's weight, Apple releases her grip on the amazon's breasts, props herself up onto her elbows, and then arcs herself back as she pours on the pressure to Victoria's waist.

The ebony beauty's struggles stop immediately as her body arcs upward as well as the pain shoots through her body. As Apple gives her another friendly jolt, she bites her lip, letting out a low tortured moan. Even John's dick gives a jump from hearing the unaccustomed erotic noise. Apple perks up as well, licking her lips as she savours the sound. Propping herself up once more, she throws herself back, her tight body straining to break Victoria and elicit another delicious moan of torture.

As Apple flexes, Flasher's mouth drops open as it goes through another dry spell. Earlier, when he'd watched her perform her little tease, he'd never seen his wife look hotter. Now, with her body arced up, and her toned abs tensed while she put the Amazonian Victoria through the paces, she'd jumped her previous hotness level, and went straight through the roof. The Sahara could not have been dryer than his mouth was now, and the term 'rock hard' would be an understatement when describing the erection he was sporting. Right now it was probably hard enough to drill a hole through concrete.

Meanwhile, still bridged above Apple, Victoria was on the ropes. Her ribs were on fire and each flex was adding more fuel to the inferno. She panted as Apple's legs steadily squeezed the fight out of her, and from Apple's confident expression it looked like she could keep it up indefinitely. In a lull between flexes, Victoria shifts her weight and grabs onto Apple's arm, pinning her shoulder. "Gotcha..." she smirks and looks over to the guys to start a count.

Flasher looked up at John, conflicted, "So... should I call it a pin and start the count?" John stared for a second and then shook his head no, "I don't think so. Apple still seems to be in control of things, plus it's not a complete pin anyway." He blankly looks at Victoria partially pinning Apple and gives a little sigh, shaking his head again.

Frustrated that her ploy to have Apple counted out had failed on technical terms, Victoria shifted again as she tried to trap Apple's other arm for a complete pin. But Apple wasn't having any of it. Wary to what Victoria was planning, she squirmed her hand out of Vicky's grasp, smiling all the while, "My, my, aren't we getting desperate? And here I thought you were better than that, you need to be spanked..." She spies Victoria's hanging breasts, 'Now there was a thought...' And with her free hand gives Vicky's breasts a slap.

Victoria jerked but it wasn't the pain of having her thus slapped; Apple would be hard pressed to find a weakness there. Instead she was chiding herself about what Apple had said. The girl was right. What was she doing looking for the easy way out? When it came to being stuck between a rock and a hard place you, hammer at one while riding the other, not go looking for some little technicality. Apple gave Victoria's breast's another slap, bringing the amazon beauty out of her internal monologue. The Asian girl's legs were still securely locked around her waist but right now all of her opponent's attention was on torturing her tits. If only there was a way to stop the pointless tit slapping and subdue Apple as well... 'Now there was a thought...'

As Victoria shifts her weight again, Apple suspects that she's tired of having her breasts slapped around and is going for another pin attempt. Moving her arm away and watching Victoria's hands, she taunts Vicky again, "You must really be getting desperate if you're trying this again. Or maybe you're tired from getting your fat udders slapped around. Face it hun, you're out of your league and might as well give up. In fact, if you beg politely I'll-" Her next words are cut off as Victoria's breasts envelop her face. Victoria smiles down at Apple almost tenderly, "Just shut up, hun." And with that, leans forward to cut off Apples air.

"Mmph..." Apples attempt to talk is muffled by the massive mountains of mammary over her face. She pushed ineffectively at them but there was just too much there for a handful to handle. Keeping calm, she mused over her options; she stayed still not to prevent panic, but rather to stop from losing her temper and thrashing around wildly, which would be just what Victoria wanted. So Vicky wanted to give her a faceful of tit? Well she could work with that. Biting might have been disallowed, but as she worked her free hand beneath the chocolate teats, Apple smiled; No one had said anything about pinching, or pulling, or... twisting...




Battle of the Babes Pt. 02



Grabbing hold of Victoria's nipple, Apple pinches hard, pulling on it some before giving it a harsh twist. The reaction is instantaneous. Vicky's knees wobble as she utters a cross between a scream and a moan. Feeling as though she's on the right track, Apple twists the other way and again, Victoria cries out. However, John and Flasher see what Apple can't; the accompanying look of bliss on Victoria's face.

Blinking to clear her vision, Apple gives Victoria's nipple another wrench, now starting to grow hot and pant. Victoria nearly collapses as her pain and pleasure centres are hot-wired simultaneously, but she still stays bridged over Apple. It would take a lot more of that to get her to even think about submitting.

Panting heavily now as her vision blurs in and out of focus uncontrollably, Apple gives Victoria's nipple another painful twist, tugging in desperation to try a break her opponents resolve. She rewarded as Vicky's knees finally give way, but Apple is no better off now than she was before. No longer supporting herself at all, Vicky's entire body lies onto of Apple's as dead weight.

Apple tries to inhales and only manages to get a faint whiff of stale air before ending up with a mouthful of Vicky's breast. Thoughts' moving like treacle, Apple knows that she has to find a way to escape. She couldn't pass out, lest Vicky put her in a scissors hold of her own. A scissors hold! Calling on her last reserves of energy, Apple puts the squeeze back on Vicky's ribs in sporadic agonising bursts.

As Apple's legs clamp back around her waist, Victoria snaps out of her stupor, but she's now in no position to defend herself. As her hips rise up shakily, John notices a hint of moisture between his wife's legs. He leans forward engrossed; Apple's ministrations had really done a number on her and now she was headed for a landslide victory over Victoria.

Victoria bites her lip as another clench from Apple reels her further back to reality. Sobered up, she thinks to herself, 'This little pipsqueak can't have much fight left in her...' Another squeeze interrupts her train of thought for a few seconds, 'Urgh... All I have to do is ride out these...' She winces as another, stronger, more desperate squeeze constricts her ribcage, 'For two or three more squeezes and then she should be out like a light.'

Buried under Victoria, Apple is fighting her own uphill battle. Sweat drips profusely off of her face; she thinks to herself, 'This saggy old cow can't take much more of this...' Her chest strains as she tried to take another breath and ended up sucking on tit-flesh again, 'All I have to do is stay conscious...' she pants, her breath growing shallow between the humid confines of Victoria's cleavage, 'And then if I could just get one good squeeze on her I know she'll submit.'

Apple flexes hard, calling on the last of her rapidly draining strength to tighten the grip of her thighs around Victoria's waist. Already on the ropes from Apples unwitting pain and pleasure combo, Victoria pants as the smaller girls legs continuously constrict around her waist. Wincing, she looks over to John who perks up in amazement. "Ah! I... I- ah! I sub-" but before she can say anymore, Apple undoes her scissors grip and begins to kick frantically to dislodge Victoria. 

A muffled, but clearly audible scream emanates from under Vicky's breasts and Apple places her feet on Vicky's stomach, pushing her off. Gasping for air as she hurriedly crawls out from beneath the larger girl, quickly getting to her feet. She didn't even take a moment to chide or reprimand her opponent, instead panting heavily to catch her breath.

Likewise, Victoria still somewhat winded from Apple's kick, remained kneeling and clutching her tortured ribs. There was no energy to spare for witty banter or grandstanding, after a solid twenty minutes of back and forth it had come down to the wire. Both women eye each other warily; the match nearing it close and both of them are exhausted. Victoria's mountainous strength has been sapped and Apple's lightning speed has been stalled. John and Flasher glance up at one another briefly and nod, whatever happened next would decide the match.



Battle of the Babes Pt. 03



Seeing Victoria simply kneeling there, Apple made a tentative feint, testing for any resistance before springing forward. As Apple came forward, believing Victoria too winded to retaliate; the Amazonian beauty rises and meets Apple's charge with one of her own. Although starting from a disadvantaged position Victoria had more than a few advantages to compensate, notably something called 'inertia'.

The two combatants clashed, Apple had more momentum, but Victoria had leverage, and bulldozed Apple backwards towards a conclusive body slam... Except for the fact that Apple was smiling, again. Too late did Victoria realize, that she'd been baited out of her trap, and into Apples ...again.

Victoria slams forward into the matt with Apple behind her to give her impact a little boost. Muzzily, Victoria tried to push herself up to combat the Asian's next move, but finds one of her hands pulled behind her. It's not overly painful, but uncomfortable enough for her to realise that attempts to escapes will result in certain pain, and uncertain escape. She decides to bide her time to ride out Apple's wrath for a more opportune time to escape.

However, Apple doesn't plan to leave any opening for escape; instead, her probing fingers are looking for a few openings to exploit. Victoria moaned as she felt Apple's finger probe inside her. All the while, she'd been watching for nimble footwork, but what she should have been looking out for now was her nimble finger-work. Apple's skilled hands explored the ebony girl's body in tantalizing and exotic ways that hot-wired her body in delectably foreign ways. Further exciting matters, it was made even more thrilling by the fact that it was all being done by a girl half her size.

Unable to concentrate on retaliation or escape, Victoria has no option but getting finger fucked to a literal screaming orgasm. Her free hand clutches at the mat ineffectively as she tries to pull herself free but Apple hotwires her senses again and again, turning Vicky's mind into mush. Apple had released her hold on Victoria's arm, instead supporting herself as her fingers pistoned into Vicky's pussy. Though she needn't have worried about any retaliation, Vicky was too busy seeing stars.

As she reached the crest of her fourth successive orgasm, het body still bathed in disorientating heat, something in Victoria finally snapped. Blurrily her mind managed to get her mouth into gear to utter the words, "I give up." Even in the midst of her throws of passion, those three words rang out clear.

Hearing the admission of submission, Apple eased her fingers from out of Victoria's soaking wet pussy. Then pushing herself off her larger opponent she looked towards John with a triumphant smile. He nodded, looking very subdued. He'd never imagined his wife loosing before, even when he saw her on the verge of defeat, his only concern was how she'd turn it around, never 'if'. Apple cleared her throat and gave him another meaningful look. Sighing, John rises slowly, clearing his throat, "Victoria has announced her submission and forfeits the match."

As her senses slowly reconvene playing back to her the last few blurry moments in exquisite detail, the realization of what's just happened slowly sinks in to Victoria, "Fuck." The word isn't said with much enthusiasm, but the heavy thud of her fist slamming hard onto the matt speaks volumes.

"Oh yes, yes you are hun," Apple slid two fingers into her mouth, slurped on them noisily for a few seconds, then pulled them out with a loud pop that made Flasher's dick jump, "Looks like I won hun, and finger-fucking you senseless only goes to prove that I'm the sexier woman. Now you're going to get it coming and going. You and your husband too." Apple's wreathed in smiles as a stands proudly over Victoria with her hands on her hips, the fatigue of the match draining in the light of triumph.

"Now up on your knees, I've got something special in store for you." She nods to Flasher who stands and scurries off with a smile. As she waits for Flasher to return, Apple walks sedately around Victoria, talking to her airily. "My, my hun, how the mighty are brought down low." She prods Vicky's ass with her foot, smirking, "Looks like this didn't help you at all." Coming round to Victoria's side, she prods at Victoria's breasts giving a smile so wide it creeps into her voice, "And as for shoving these fat sacks in my face earlier..." She stops and grins evilly, "Now there's a thought..."

Flasher hurries back in the room with Apple's little bag of goodies and promptly drops it at what he sees. With Victoria kneeling down demurely, Apple has pressed her perky breasts pressed into Victoria's face, rubbing them back and forth over with a wide grin on her face. Although there's no chance of suffocation, there's the absolute fact of humiliation, and Victoria's tightly clenched fists attested to her annoyance. 

Gloating heartily as she rubbing her breasts into Victoria's face, she stole a glance over to Flasher. Mouth agape, he gawked as he watched his wife's B-cup breasts rolling over the Amazon's face. He'd pulled his shorts back up during his quick excursion to fetch Apple's bag. Now he felt an overwhelming urge to pull them back down again and pick up where he left off.

Sufficiently satisfied with lauding her pert breasts over Vicky, Apple steps back to look at her rival. She gives a snort as she tries to keep from laughing. Vicky returns with an unamused snort of her own, puffing her dishevelled hair from out of her face. Apple stops her with a smile, "Ha-ha! Oh, that's rich! No, no hun, leave it like that. So much for it looking 'wild' and 'exciting', now it's just a bird's nest." Apple gave the amazon's hair another ruffle, smiling happily at the glare she received in return.

Turning sharply, she glances over at John, passively standing a few steps behind Vicky. Although he didn't have any visible tenting, as he idly rocked back and forth on the balls of his feet Apple thought she could see the suggestion of his heavy member swinging against his shorts. She traced the tip of her tongue against her lips, taking care to ignore Victoria, "I'll take care of you soon enough, why don't you have a seat? I need to take care of your wife first."

Still ignoring Victoria, Apple continued over to Flasher, shut his mouth, gave him a kiss, and began to slide down his body. Tracing down from his neck, over his chest, down his abs, and then stopped as she reached the waistband of his shorts. Looking up at him lustfully, she began to ease her finger along the front of his short, tracing out his erection. Flasher stared down, breathing heavily and heatedly, as he watched his wife tease his erection up to full steam... and then some. Tracing a finger lightly against his head, she guided him up over the waistband of his shorts. Already leaking pre-cum, his head glistened as the entirety of his cock pulsed, over-energised this close to release. Flasher closed his eyes awaiting Apple's finishing touch. 

He kept on waiting. Opening a curious eye, he was disappointed to see that Apple had picked up her bag, and was now headed purposefully back to Victoria. He gave a groan, which caused Apple to half turn, shooting him a look. "Oh? Disappointed that I didn't finish you off? Feeling a little strained? Well that's what you're getting for getting off with zeppelin-tits earlier. I'll sort you out soon enough as well, but right now..." She stopped in front of Vicky, her hair still unkempt, "Someone's in need of a lot of discipline."

Curling her finger to Flasher, Apple beckons him over while keeping her eyes locked on Victoria. He stands alongside her uncomfortably, his erection still wildly excited and waiting for release. Apple ignored it; instead, she rummaged in her bag pulling out a large wooden paddle. Victoria watched as Apple hefted it, feeling the weight of it. It looked heavy, hard... thick. This was no little wooden spoon; this was a straightforward means of causing pain. You would need a super human stature to handle a hit from that. Victoria smiled to herself, 'No problem there.'

Seeing Victoria amusedly eyeing the paddle, Apple decided to up the ante. Handing it over to Flasher, she reaches back into the bag, pulling out a pair of open-soled black stiletto heels. Even then, 'stiletto' would be an understatement compared to these shoes, which came to an almost dagger-like point at the heel. Apple takes her time in slipping the heels on, giving Victoria's imagination plenty of time to run wild.

Apple finishes securing the heels with a flourish and stands confidently in front of Victoria with her hands planted on her hips. She gives Victoria a cunning smile that says, 'Who's the bitch now?' She then looks to Flasher who straitens in apprehension, and is relieved when her gaze falls back on Victoria, "On your feet." Victoria gives a snort at the command, but says nothing and stands. Even with Apple's boost in height, she still comes in a little shorter than Victoria, something that's noticed by the ebony girl and causes her to smirk. Nevertheless, Apple doesn't seem to mind, and is still smiling to herself. She bats the underside of Victoria's breast lightly. "Stand up straight. Stick your chest out... as if those flabby tits are anything to show off." Victoria gives a smug smile as she proudly juts her chest out. Flasher swallows noisily at this display but Apple pays him no mind.

Gingerly stepping to one side, she holds her hand out for the paddle, which Flasher passes over hurriedly. Taking it from him, she slides the broad side of the wood against Victoria's bare ass. "Feel that hun?" Victoria gives a noncomitted murmur of confirmation, now trying not to smile. Apple gives Victoria's ass a sharp smack, grinning as this gets a slight jump from Vicky, "I said, 'Did you feel that hun?'"

Victoria only shrugs, "Not really. You're going to have to hit a lot harder than that if you want to get past all that booty." To illustrate, she gives her hips a little jerk, making her ass bounce a lot. Hearing Flasher swallow again, Apple felt that she was losing the initiative and quickly rallied by delivering another smack to the quivering mass. As Vicky gave another little half jump, Apple slid the paddle down between her legs, pressing the edge against her bare pussy. "How about down here hun? Seems like you're pretty sensitive down here..." Victoria bites her bottom lip, saying nothing. Apple's finger bang earlier had left her weak between the legs and secretly she was hoping Apple would focus on her tits or her ass, while her exploited pussy recovered. But now Apple was dragging the edge back and forth against her labia, and she could feel herself growing wetter and more aroused.

Panting as she tries to maintain and keep from moaning, Victoria isn't prepared for Apple sliding the paddle back and forth against her, rocking the edge to catch her clit. Her knees falter some and she leans forward moaning as Apple slides the paddle back. Legs still trembling, she manages to remain standing, despite the thick piece of wood between her legs. Apple isn't looking to bring Victoria to her knees, not yet. Instead, she wails Vicky's ass hard, giving a sound resounding 'SMACK'. The blow wasn't overly hard, but going from pleasure to pain is nearly enough to make Vicky cum, and she falters again.

Paddle meets ass once more, this time with the strict accompaniment of Apple's words, "I said, 'Stand up Straight.'" Legs trembling, Vicky complies, pulling herself back up to full height impressively. Even Apple gave a nod of approval, Victoria had all curves in all the right places, curves that were once unfamiliar territory to Apple... and were now at her fingertips. No need to rush things though, she had all night. For now, let's just start with something simple. She passes the paddle over to Flasher, "You take over. If she leans for even a second, give her a good hard smack for me."

She then strolled round to face Victoria head on. The amazon was still breathing heavily, but looked more composed and matched Apple's stare. Reaching out, Apple grabbed Victoria's nipple, fingered it gently as she looked up at Victoria's flushed face, and then gave it a hard yank down. Vicky gave a slight yelp, more in surprise than pain, but it was quickly followed by a louder yell as Flasher delivered a strong smack to her rear. "I did say to stand up straight, didn't I hun? Try to pay attention."

Victoria shoots Apple a look of pure anger, but Apple only smiles, grabs the big girl's nipple, and gives another downward tug. Victoria closes her eyes and gasps as her body jerks down, and then cries out as its jerked back up by the paddle's impact on her ass. Again, Apple pulls on Victoria's nipple, and again her body falters and is immediately corrected by the paddle. Pull. Smack. Pull. Smack. Pull. Smack?

Apple blinks as she fails to hear the paddle connect and looks at Flasher curiously. He bows to her penetrating gaze but keeps his ground, answering her, "She didn't bend that time..." Apple turns her attention back to Victoria and see's that her husband is right. Jaw set forward, Victoria resolutely stares over Apple head at the wall behind her. Apple tilts her head, smirks, and gives an even harder yank. Vicky's eyes shut and her nostrils flare as a tremor runs through her body, but she remains upright. Grabbing both of Victoria's dark chocolate nipples, Apple gives them both a harsh tug, pulling them down hard. Victoria bites her bottom lip but remains upright. Again, Apple gives Vicky's tits a nipple wrenching, but the ebony amazon stands firm, even jutting her chest forward some in contempt.

Apple smiles to herself, 'Well if you want to play like that hun..." Slowly, Apple begins to twist Vicky's nipples. Clockwise, then counter clockwise, and then back again as though she was working a tumbler lock. And then without batting an eye, yanks her down again. Unsuspecting, Victoria is forced to follow and is rewarded (after a moment's pause to get Flashers attention), with a resounding smack. Again, Apple repeated her erratic twisting and turning, eliciting gasps and moans from Victoria before jerking both down harshly. Jackpot; Vicky falters forward and Flasher belts her ass again with the paddle. Jackpot. Jackpot. Jackpot. Victoria is unable to keep up with Apple's deft hands manipulating her tits and is soon panting hard, now barely upright enough to prevent getting another smack. If it weren't for her dark skin, her ass would be glowing red right now. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity of torture, Apple released Victoria's nipples and waved Flasher at ease as she stepped back to admire her handiwork.

Slowly circling Victoria, Apple enjoyed the shudders and jerks of Victoria as she tried in vain to keep herself composed but she wasn't through the woods just yet. Pausing as she rounded Victoria's rear, Apple held out her hand to Flasher and graciously took the paddle from him. Tapping it thoughtfully she eyed Victoria plump booty for a second before giving it another smack. It didn't have the force of Flasher's hits, so even with her ass throbbing painfully; the hit did little more than surprise. However, instead of pulling away for another hit, Apple instead began rubbing the paddle back and forth over Victoria's long tortured ass.

As the smooth wood of the paddle was dragged across her ass, Victoria could feel herself relaxing unwittingly, knowing full well she should stay on guard for the next smack. Soon Victoria's hips were bucking along with paddle out of the own accord. A thick hard piece of wood rubbing between her legs was not an uncommon experience for her, in fact if you traded 'thick' for 'long' than it was practically something she experienced and enjoyed on a nightly basis. But never had it come from an actual piece of wood, and definitely not one wielded with such skill and precision by a girl half her size. She inhaled sharply and shivered as the heavy wood nicked against her clit again. Her body arced backward, showcasing her statuesque figure as she did. She could feel herself so close... so very close to orgasm... just a little more...

At that moment, Apple whipped the paddle away. Victoria's hips now working on automatic carried on bucking for a moment before faltering, pitching the ebony skinned amazon forward, "No!" So close to cumming, Victoria couldn't restrain her voice, but it was Apple who had the last say, delivering a sharp smack to the black girls thick booty that sent her over the edge and into fits of orgasmic rapture.

Only then, once Victoria was gasping and panting from arousal and desire, did Apple pull the paddle away. Victoria's nectar ran freely from her pussy down the inside of her thighs, the edge of the paddle similarly soaked. Panting hard with her hips jerking ever so slightly now and again, only a scaffolding of pride keeps her standing.

Pleased with a job well done in breaking down Victoria, Apple's attention turns to Flasher, "Alright then dear, time you learned your place." Flasher tries an innocent look and opens his mouth to protest, but Apple cuts him off, "And don't even try feeding me that BS. I saw how you were when we started out and she was rubbing her body all over you, working you like you were some stripper pole." She gives an exasperated huff, "Hmph, you didn't even try to resist either. Oh no, you got right into it. I bet you couldn't wait for her to win just you could see about getting your hands on those overrated tits of hers." Apple smiled cruelly as Flasher failed to conceal his guilty look, "Don't go trying to deny it, I remember you starting to jerk off when she was sitting on top of me. And don't think I didn't catch you making eyes at one another either. You'd think that you were in some plan together to try and get her to win, but I know this isn't the case because I know you're not suicidal...anyway..."

She turns away, dismissing her previous argument now focusing on the figure of John. Still wearing a wicked smile, she beckons him over. Eyes not leaving John, she continues talking to Flasher, "You wanted me and Vicky to compare bra sizes earlier? Well, now I want you and John to compare cock sizes." She beckons John forward, and gently begins to caress his crotch.

"So you've got your little soldier all prepped and ready for me, John dear?" Apple slides her fingers up along the front of his crotch and then snakes them under the waistband of his shorts to grab his rod directly, "Oh dear..." her face fell. Lowering his waistband some, Apple eased out John's semi-hard cock, stroking it absent-mindedly. "No, now this won't do at all; I want as advertised, not some assembly required." She sighed but gave a faint smile, "Oh well, I guess there's no helping some people, now let's get you up to size big boy." Curling her hand around his shaft, Apple began to pump John's cock up to full steam.

Resolutely staring at the ceiling, John gave no sign that Apple was having an effect, though his cock was rapidly responding to Apple's touch. It wasn't long before his member was arcing upward at a solid ten inches while Apple calmly stood alongside him, casually jerking him off. Now this was power; having this chocolate Adonis literally in the palm of her hand, with her fingers wrapped around him, she had him wrapped around her finger. To make thing even more delicious this was one of her more basic techniques! If he responded so well to this, than how would he fare against one of her more advanced maneuvers?

Grinning Apple keeps the thought to herself, shelving it for later use. As for right now, it was time to take Flasher down a peg or two. Guiding John by pulling on his dick, Apple led him over to face Flasher, smiling every step of the way. Then, not even bothering with any foreplay, she tugged Flasher's shorts down in one fluid movement. Freed from its confinement, Flasher's dick sprung upward excitedly, greeting Apple with a firm salute. She paid little attention to his display and instead brought his and John's dick alongside one another.




Battle of the Babes Pt. 03



Flasher was no lightweight when it came to cock size and he'd easily outsized all of Apple's former lovers, but when held parallel to John's ten-inch long schlong he'd been bumped down the scale quite a few notches. The sight levelling alongside someone bigger than him got a few excited pulses from his dick. Never had he been outsized before, nor had he ever imagined that it would be such a massive size difference. As his member pulsed and flexed, Apple failed to let him off the hook. "What's this? Are you trying to make up the difference by flexing? Or does getting outsized turn you on?" On cue, his member gave a prolonged jerk at this light banter, much to Apple's amusement.

Stroking both cocks simultaneously, Apple gives a smile as she looks down at the pair of throbbing shafts in her grip, "Well it seems like this is as hard as they get..." She turns to smile at John, "And John? Frankly, I'm impressed. I had some doubts about you before, but it looks like you're the real deal. For now I just want you to lay over there, I'll be with you in a second hun. As he nods respectfully and goes to lie down, Apple turns her attention to Flasher, "And as for you husband dearest..." she grips his shaft a little tighter making him groan, "I've got a special task for you; I want you to go over there and give Miss Fat-Tits a good pounding, you hear me? Make a good job of it hun and there'll be a treat for you later." She sees his look and gives him a considerate smile, a foreign feature on her face, "You did well comparing with John just now, you were looking pretty impressive with your dick flexing while his just sat there. But now I want you to show Vicky a very, very... VERY good time as in having her screaming for mercy... got it hun?" She gives his dick another squeeze, "And don't you even think about cumming first. Now go get 'er tiger."

She releases him and he sets off smiling eagerly, but Apple reaches out to touch his arm gently, stopping him in his tracks. She pulls him close, "Give it to her doggy-style, we don't want you getting any strange ideas with those flabby tits of hers bouncing around in front of you." He smiles weakly, yet again confirming his guilt and heads over to Victoria. Apple notices that the girl has pulled herself together again and now sits resting on her knees, raised some so that she isn't actually quite sitting. 'Still a little sensitive back there hun? Flasher will take care of that for you...'

With Flasher under orders, Apple can now devote her entire attention to John. Getting down she clambers on top of him, the difference in size now made even more apparent as sits on his chest. She plants kisses over his broad chest and chiselled abs, keeping his member at full strength for her magnificent ass to rub against. The feel of his length rubbing against her womanhood sent thrills of wild excitement throughout her body and she feel her pussy begin to grow moist in anticipation.

Chastising herself for getting so worked up over him when it should have been him getting worked up over her, she raises her hips to slide his shaft her pussy, coating his cock with her nectar. His member fully coated, Apple slowly began to slide John inside her, cursing herself with every inch, 'Damn... Damn. Damn! DAMN!' She exhaled tiredly as she sunk his member midway inside her. 'Damn. He IS big; this might be a little harder than I had thought... How does she manage it?' At that thought Apple glanced over to Victoria and Flasher. Flasher was having teething troubles getting Vicky over and onto her knees. 'Hmph. If that fat sack can handle it than so can I,' with that Apple shut her eyes and dropped the final few inches down John's cock, sinking to him to the hilt, her pussy trapping him in a vice-grip. John's stomach heaved as he suddenly found his member buried deep into Apple's ultra-tight pussy.

John could feel his member trying to flex inside of her, but she gripped him too tight to move even a fraction of an inch. Opening her eyes, Apple exhaled and smiled down at him, "My, my, you are a big boy. I can feel you moving so deep inside of me, "She leans forward, putting more strain on his member, "But as the saying goes; the bigger they are..." She slowly swivels her hips, getting a long groan out of him, "The harder they cum. Right?" Blurrily, John props himself up as opens his mouth to correct her, but as her folds contract around his shaft, his answer comes out as a groan. Apple smiles even more, "Right. Now let's see just how hard you cum..." That said, Apple then begins rocking her hips against his, his groans taking on a deeper more meaningful tone. She leans back in a cowgirl position so that she can look down her body to watch as John's mammoth cock slide in and out of her. 

If anyone had been paying Apple any attention as she eased herself onto John, they might have noticed the way in which her hips would jerk halfway down his length and then quickly rise up. They may have noticed how she never too him all the way inside of her, instead always stopping short just past his head. They might have come to the conclusion that she wasn't able to handle the entirety of his length and wasn't up to the task of taming him. So focused on Apple's hips, they probably had overlooked the image of tortured bliss on John's face as he was treated to exotic delights he never could have imagined. They'd probably also overlooked the matching look of wild-eyed lust on Apple's. However, since the only other applicable observers were getting their ass pounded and pounding aforementioned ass, the subtleties of Apple's expert domination over John's member, milking him within an inch of exhaustion while driving him recklessly towards climax, were lost.

Having finally gotten the schematics of their positioning worked out, Flasher slammed relentlessly into Victoria doggy-style, every impact of his hips into her rekindling the embers of her paddled ass from prior. She tries to lean forward to ease the pain, but Flasher is dedicated to picking up from where his wife left off and grabs her hair, pulling her up roughly, as he continues to slam into her, rippling her thick booty with every impact. John was equally getting worked over with Apple, if not more so; with a body that looked like it had been forged from heavy iron with muscles that gleamed from sweat and oil. Apple delighted in kissing and caressing every toned groove. 

Vicky watched helplessly as Apple's ultra-tight pussy milked John's cock. His eyes were shut tight and he was panting hard. He was on the verge of cumming already and Apple had barely broken a sweat from riding him. Finally, John's mounting groans take on a more urgent note. Seeing him on the edge, Apple raises her hips, pauses, and then slams down onto his cock, burying it to the hilt. On cue, John's chest thrusts up as he fires off a salvo of thick semen inside of her. His entire body seems to quake as his cock jerks and thrusts into her. 

Having ridden John to a climax, Apple dismounts and waltzes over to Flasher and Vicky, "Alright then, that enough of this. Flasher, ease off a little. Vicky?" As Victoria looks up muzzily at Apple, she sees the girl roll her finger in a circle, smiling, "Roll over." Relieved to finally have some reprieve on her ass, Victoria does as instructed, not even contemplating her instructions until Apple adds, "Good girl." Too late did Victoria realise that Apple was talking to her like a dog, or rather, a bitch, but the sultry Asian left her no time to respond as she mounts her face.

Clambering onto Victoria's face, she straddled the bigger girl so that her lips were lined up with her own. She then lowered herself gently, giving her an erotic kiss of sorts, pressing her pussy softly but firmly against Vicky's mouth. "Alright then hun. I'm sure you're eager to get another taste of your husband cum. No oil aftertaste this time, just a hearty helping of apple." Giving a wink while sliding two fingers between her folds, Apple spread her pussy open where John's cum had already began mixing with her juices resulting in a thick and sticky white cream, "I hope you enjoy your meal."

Having to eat out Apple was bad enough on its own, but having to eat the cum that she had so mercilessly milked from John was almost unbearable. Victoria hesitantly extended her tongue toward Apple, but the Asian wasn't about to let her ease into things, and grabbing Victoria's hair, pulled her up for a faceful of her and John's intimate mix. Gyrating her hips, Apple smeared more of the erotic blend over Vicky's face, delighted with having her rival beneath in such a slovenly state and was smiling from ear to ear, "Now get on with it hun..."

Vicky was not taking things well and Apple's commands were NOT making things any easier. The prospect of having to eat John's cum from out of Apple wasn't that great a penance (better her than him), but the way it had been demanded of her caused her to pause for a moment. A moment of inaction that made Apple respond, "I just gave you an order hun, I know I did, I remember it. I distinctly recall my mouth moving. Now I want you to feel your mouth moving as well. Get me hun?" There was a subtle after-tone of malice, hinting that Victoria had best get on with things.

No other option before her, Vicky began to eat out Apple, dutifully lapping at the blended juices of her rival and her husband. Slurping nosily, Apple gave another delighted squeal and began to finger her clit. Never had she been so turned on before.

John was still struggling to recuperate after Apple's intense sex session and wasn't privileged to witness his wife's humiliation... but Flasher had a front row seat. He'd taken Apple interruption in stride, accepting it as a welcome intermission to catch himself. 

Apple had told him to do Vicky's doggy-style to prevent him from getting overexcited, but listening to her passionate cries of pain and pleasured while he pounded into her previously... well there was no helping getting riled up with an experience like that. Now, he had a break to sit back, catch his breath, and enjoy the show.

And Apple was certainly putting on a spectacular performance; gripping Victoria's hair in one hand and massaging her breast with the other. Victoria nearly had to inhale Apple's juices as her face was pulled into the Asian's muff. There was no alternate but to eat out Apple, and Victoria dutifully lapped up Apple and John's juices while the petite beauty ground her exquisite ass and hips into her rivals face. 

Seeking more pleasure by shattering Victoria's pride, Apple reached down with her fondling hand and grabbed another handful of hair, pulling Victoria deep into her and letting the amazon beauty sample the full range of her and John's juices. Burning up inside, Victoria had no choice but to comply, writhing her tongue into Apple's tight folds, slurping loudly in the process.

Finally, fuelled from countless avenues of pleasure, Apple came, her hips bucking as load after load of John's stockpiled cum gushed into Victoria's mouth for the fallen Amazon to gulp down. As she listened to the breathless gasps interspersed between gulps, Apple shivered and gave another high pitcher squeal as she climaxed again. That was twice in a row! She'd came just from riding her rivals face. So much for those flabby tits and that overinflated ass. And as for John...

Apple let her gaze drift over to the recumbent form of John lying there placidly as he tried to catch his breath. Apple smirked to herself, 'Petite! Looks like you found out what petite was really capable of... and soon followed by a hearty helping of just desserts.'

Coming down from off the heights of ecstasy with a pleasant tingling sensation between her legs, Apple dismounted Victoria's face as carefully as she could manage. Her head was still happily spinning at high altitude, and her pussy was still quivering on a hairline trigger. Her entire body was flushed red and her heart raced on. Then, with coherent thoughts but a disorientated body, Apple shakily gestured for Flasher to continue with Victoria.

Fresh from Apple's intermission and rock hard from her antics, Flasher seized the opportunity to fuck Vicky face to face. Gripping her hips, he manhandled his throbbing erection between her legs, and thrust himself deep into her pussy. He may not have had John's size, (which Apple had gleefully pointed out), but he did have stamina and skills that had been honed by Apple's vice-like vagina. And as much of a distraction Vicky's tits might have been, they now made no impact on Flasher's thrust as his hips now worked on automatic as he hammered and pounded into Vicky's tensing folds into submission. Though while Vicky's bouncing breasts weren't having an impact on Flasher's thrust, his thrusts were having a significant impact on the bouncing of her breasts.

Regaining her bearings, Apple sees Flasher infatuated with Vicky's bouncing tits as he thrusts into her. She curses under her breath knowing that he, like most guys, is a poor judge of his own stamina. Oh he had more than most after her tutelage, but anything more than thirty minutes and it got into his mind that he'd been at it for a good hour or so... and don't let him get distracted.

As she muses disapprovingly on Flasher's self-inflicted predicament, Apple finds her gaze falling on John's semi-erect member, her mind taking her back to his domination, 'Now that was a good ride... maybe after this is all over I can give something a little less intense and maybe get a bit of a return for my deposit.

Apple begins jerking John's member enjoying building him up to climax and then easing off teasingly. She keeps this up until she notices Flasher's growing struggles with Victoria. Leaving John, she shakes her head wearily as she positions herself behind Victoria, "There's just no helping some people."

Propping Vicky upright as Flash continued to thrust unto her, Apple sat down behind her defeated rival and gestured for John to come over. As he wearily made his way over to her, Apple relished in how both John and Vicky had to bow to any and all of her commands. Telling Vicky what to do was wonderful in its own right but being able to wield John as well was a very impressive bonus. The only drawback now was what to do with her hands.

It wasn't' that there was nothing for them to do, but instead that there were too many things for them to do. On one hand, she wanted to give John a handjob/blowjob combo like which she had done to Flasher earlier, which would have him blowing his load in ten seconds flat, and letting him unload it all over Victoria's face. On the other hand she also want to grab hold of these two oversized overrated melons that Vicky called tits and just maul them until she begged for mercy. On yet another hand, there was always the option of lending Flasher a hand, slide her finger into her cunt alongside his pounding dick and double-team her to a screaming orgasm there and then.

Apple wrestled with her options, weighing each of them up against the other, torn between the three avenues. Finally, she gave a smirk, reaching a decision. With one hand, she took a hold of John's cock. With the other, she grabbed a handful of breast. Vicky's release would have to wait, first and foremost was a bit of come-uppance.

Leaning into Victoria, Apple sunk her hand into the black girl's massive breast, purposefully grabbing handfuls of her tit-flesh with her fingernails. Although the tactic hadn't worked well during the match, now that Apple had put Victoria through the paces of nipple torture and spanking, she didn't have any reserves to stave off Apple's malicious groping. Her fortitude compromised, Apple's hands sunk deep into Victoria's breast getting a loud low moan from the buxom beauty.

Delighting in having so much of an effect, Apple happily molested Victoria's pliable breast-flesh, squeezing and shifting her heavy breast back and forth in her hand. Giving her another hard squeeze, she was pleased in how Vicky's tit yielded so readily, flowing out between her fingers. She moved her hand over to grab the other. Then supporting one against her arm, and the other in her hand, Apple began to playfully bounce the pair up and down with Flasher's thrusts into Vicky. The effect was impressive; spurred on by her own breasts, Vicky was rhythmically shifting her hips into Flasher's thrusts, making the both of them moan in ecstasy. This admittance of mutual pleasure snapped Apple back to the task at hand.

Giving Vicky's breasts one final bounce she then shifted her focus onto John. Although she supposed to be putting him through the paces, she couldn't help but pause and fawn over his member's size. Even now after her intensive cowgirl treatment, John's dick was already showing definite signs of life... and for that; he'd earned the extra special treatment...

Beckoning him towards her, she tested out the entirety of his length, dancing her fingertips up and down along his shaft and getting him back to full strength with shocking speed. Tracing along the underside of his impressive size, massaging his as she went along, she coaxed him harder and harder with every feather light touch on his cock. She then paused for a moment to lick the tip of her index finger and then placed it on the head of his cock, working her saliva over his broad head and down the centre of his shaft alluringly. She sucked daintily on his head, her fingers massaging his balls as she stroked his shaft with the palm of her hand. 

Slowly she massaged his member, tenderly rubbing her palm over his length, letting her fingers ever so gently trace the curvature of his shaft. Pulling it closer, she nuzzled her face alongside it, rubbing her cheek up and down against his length. Eyes closed, she let out a soft sigh as she felt the size and heat of his dick alongside her face. Finally, after a few minutes of unadulterated adornment, did she finally wrap her hand around his member and begin to stroke it. She began slowly; counting each stroke of her hand as she steadily began to pick up the pace. It didn't take long before she shifted her grip and began using both hands to begin jerking him off in earnest. 

Sensing John on the verge of release, Apple upped the pace of her strokes, her hand practically vibrating along his length. Timing it just right, Apple pinched Vicky's nipple between her nails, getting the ebony girl to moan loudly, her eyes rolling up as she crested a massive orgasmic wave. Reaching her peak as Flasher mercilessly plowed into her, Apple added another erotic factor, and lightly bit Vicky's earlobe tilting the dark beauties head towards John's pulsating member.

Finally, John's six-pack contracted, his cock flexing forcefully in Apple's hand with its eminent release. Apple maintained her hold and dexterously positioned John's cock towards Victoria's face wreathed in orgasmic pleasure. John's cannon finally went off, the first shot blasting a huge load of cum right between Vicky's eyes. The second was just as impressive, as a hearty load erupting from his head and onto hers, completing her facial. Even after these two voluminous cum-shots, Apple relentlessly pumped yet another load from him, this one plastering itself across Vicky's cheek and mouth.

Automatically, Victoria closed her mouth and swallowed as the cum entered her mouth, but another nipple pinch from Apple's nails had it open and gasping hard. She was slowly descending from her own climax, but Apple's nipple torture and Flasher's constant thrusting were preventing her head from clearing. 

John too was feeling more than winded from Apple's treatment; he was feeling blown. His chest heaved as it tried to recoup but Apple wasn't quite finished with him just yet. Her strokes had now slowed to a steady pumping action as she tried to coax out the last of his reserves. His member flex hard, overstimulated, arcing upwards vigorously but the thick glob of cum that collected on the tip of his head refused to fall. After fruitlessly jerking his cock up and down a few times, Apple gave up, instead raising Victoria's breast and depositing the last of his semen on Vicky's long-tortured nipple.




Battle of the Babes Pt. 03



Already in agony from Apple's merciless pinching and groping, Victoria was subject to an even more eye-watering torture as the Asian girl gripped Victoria breast tightly and pulled it upward so that her own nipple was hovering outside her mouth. "Suck it..." Normally, she'd be able to handle breast play like that with ease. Normally, she'd be more than happy to suck on her own nipple to get a guy hard. Normally, all this would have been the height of foreplay... but normally she'd wouldn't have just lost a match, had her nipples pinched and pull while getting spanked, and then having one twisted and tortured to the point of agony just to end with it getting plastered with cum. Normally, this would be a problem at all. Now it was. 

Hesitantly, Victoria opened her mouth and accepted her own nipple into her mouth gingerly, gently easing it in to avoid aggravating it any further, but again, Apple was onto her. Grabbing as large a handful of her breast as possible, Apple gripped Vicky's humongous tit, squeezing it tight as she pulled and stretched it up further into the ebony girl's mouth. "Oh no, no. No wriggling out of this one hun. I want you to suck it hun and suck it hard. Make sure you get all of John's cum off hun, after milking him so professionally I don't want to see my hard work going to waste." Apple smirked, and continued, "After all, it's not every day he could get such a comprehensive and satisfactory sex session that leaves him breathless. Now, I want to see just how much of your fat tits you can fit into that big mouth of yours... Come on hun, don't make us wait..." Cornered yet again, Vicky conceded to the voice of command and began sucking her nipple in earnest, lapping John's cum off her tortured nipple with a pained look plastered across her face.

With Victoria obediently sucking her own nipples, Apple was in her glory. Casting a sidelong glance at Flasher she saw he floundering as he continued to thrust into Victoria at an erratic pace, a sure sign he would soon be losing it. She shook her head in exasperation, "Tsk, tsk, there really isn't helping some people..." Releasing her hold, Apple slid her hand down Victoria's expansive frame, adroitly sliding her fingers down between the black girls legs, "Now let's finish you off then, shall we?"

Slowly, Apple slid her finger into Victoria. Alongside Flasher's trusting member, she wasn't immediately noticed but it didn't take long at all for her questing fingers to find every single sensitive spot and trigger that made Vicky jerk forward and pay attention. Already having experienced Apple's relentless finger-bang, her current level of fingering fell short of causing a climax... but it was building...

However, Apple's wasn't just trying to finger-fuck Victoria to a screaming climax like before, (she smiled, thinking how easy it would be), but instead she was looking to build up Flasher for a grand finale from him as well. As her digits danced adeptly into Victoria's womanhood, they simultaneously squeezed and massaged Flasher's member. The casual observer might have found it irrational that Apple was building up Flasher instead of concentrating on Victoria. But then they we probably the same ones who came to the conclusion that Apple wasn't able to handle the entirety of John's length and wasn't up to the task of taming him. Building him up, Apple was making Flasher's member bulge and flex out of its own accord, her skilled fingers tensing and squeezing in such a way that made his member swell with every thrust, but at the same time stopped him from delving too deep. The resulting effect was that each thrust caused Flasher's protruding dickhead to slam into Victoria's sensitive G-spot.

Victoria's pleasure gauge shot through the roof as every nerve in hot body was hotwired red. Anything that could contract, tense, and tighten, did so and to the fullest of its ability. She didn't so much reach a climax as she did slam into it. She opened her mouth releasing her nipple, and threw her head back letting out a long laboured moan. Apple suddenly found her fingers tightly clamped around Flasher's member as Victoria's folds contracted, and then contracted some more. As she tried to worm them free, Victoria moaned while her body gripped Apple tighter, 'Seems like the big girl wasn't lying when she bragged about keeping herself tight...' Still Apple continued to writhe her hand, slowly working her fingers free. She flexed them a few times to work some life back into them before clambering from behind her shuddering rival.

Flasher on the other hand was still trapped in paradise and he was losing it. Victoria's tight pussy, was gripping his rock hard member that didn't give him any leeway to move. Not that he really wanted to as he was precariously perched on the verge of cumming himself. Every convulsion from Victoria was like an exquisite massage along his length that he wanted to never end. However, Apple had other ideas for him. With Victoria lying back, her eyes shut with her body arced upward some as her convulsions slowly died down; she wasn't privy to watch as Apple slunk around her body towards Apple. Flasher watched his wife with a growing apprehension. The cocksure look on her face told him that she wasn't done yet, and if she wasn't done then neither was he... 

Licking her index finger, she reached down slowly, letting Flasher's eyes plot their path down to Victoria's clit. Flasher didn't know what sort of effect having her clitoris fingered immediately after having her G-spot pounded would have on a woman as statuesque as Victoria, but with the way she'd clamped down on him the first time, the best (and by roundabout way, worst) place to be, was inside her.

Ignoring the conflicted pleading look on Flasher's face, Apple tapped Victoria's swollen clit, making the black girls eyes go wide as she gave a voiceless gasp. However, Apple didn't stop at that, and instead began to stroke her moistened fingertip against Victoria's pleasure-point. She began slow at first but quickly got up to speed, her finger vibrating against the little nub. Victoria hit her climax point again, reaching an orgasm that blew the previous one out of the water. Apple had stripped Victoria of all her defences and drained what little reserves she had left. As her body flashed warnings and overload signs like strobe lights a slow uncontrollable shudder made its way down from her head, through her body, before finally reaching her pussy, grounding itself around Flasher's member.

Being buried inside of Victoria after an orgasm was an experience to be cherished forever, but to experience a second, with her luscious body clenched around his sensitive member was too much for him, and immediately he blew his load. Leaning back, he groaned exhaustedly as his pulsing member was drained by Victoria's pussy. He felt as drained as Victoria looked, who was now laying with her forearm over hers eyes, breathing heavily as little tremors rocked her shapely figure. Slowly and carefully, Flasher eased out of Victoria, she'd drained him not only of cum, but of his stamina as well. He was bought, sold, and needlessly spent. That suited Apple just fine, because now she could get to the crux of her humiliation.

Stepping over to Victoria's prone form, she prodded her with her foot, "Alright then hun, if you're done lying around, we can on with things..." Victoria responded with what would at best be called a groan. Apple decided to give her another minute while she went over to John, who was sitting up and looking surprisingly chipper. Apple knelt down, pulling herself into his lap and sidling close to him, "So tell me hun, how was my little lap ride?" Victoria froze, but Apple carried on, smiling coyly at John, "No need to be modest, feel free to tell me exactly what you thought of it."

John paused for thought, taking a few moments too long about it in Apple's mind, but then his pristine and honest award-winning smile shone through, "Oh it was lovely, very nice indeed. Not as 'exotic' as I'd expected but certainly something to remember. After that, I know that Flasher has found a real gem when he wed you as his wife." And he meant it, every word of it. Conceding nothing on his relationship with Victoria whilst still praising Apple's skills... he was impossible! How could a girl make any headway against a defence like that? It almost made her feel bad for what she was about to have him do. Almost. 

"Well hun, I'm glad you show such devotion to her, and so I won't have you have you do any more 'activities' with me," she dropped the inverted commas into place hard to see if he'd get the hint that she was making fun of his 'exotic', quote unquote. "In fact since you hold me and Flasher's marriage so highly, I won't even have him and Vicky do any more 'activities' together either." Flasher looked downcast at this news but was skewered by a glare from Apple before she continued, "As a matter of fact, seeing how exhausted he looks I'd say he's done his share for the night. " Isn't that right dear?" Flasher caught the statement inside the question and said nothing. Apple smiled and turned her attention back to Victoria. "Well now my dear, what's say we get you set up for one last final performance?"

Sighing, Victoria lethargically sat up as Apple made her way over. The little China doll had a surprising amount of sexual prowess; Victoria would never admit that petite spitfire surpassed her, but she'd concede that she was a worthy rival who knew of a few tricks (obviously foreign and exotic) that were unfamiliar to her own more rough and rugged style. Moreover, it had been pretty thrilling to let the little Asian girl have her way with things, it had been far too long since she'd had such a through full body orgasm. Victoria smiled up at the girl pleasantly, "I've got to hand it to you hun, you've done pretty well. So just me and you for one last little showdown?"

Apple smiled back, "Oh yes..." She slid behind Victoria fluidly, wrapping her arms around the amazon's waist, stroking her fingertips over the chocolate abs, while lightly pecking at the back of her neck. "Though..." She slid her hand down sliding her middle finger into Victoria's still sensitive womanhood, fingering her gently with a sticky wet slurping noise that prompted a few gasps, "...you could do with a bit of a clean-up down here..." she withdrew her finger; a sticky strand of Flasher's cum trailed off her fingertip for a second before breaking, taking the silence with it.

Vicky gave an airy sigh before realisation dawned, "So what do you suggest hun? I ate John out of you, so now you eat Flasher out of me sort of thing?" She leaned her body back some so Apple could reach more of her body, but the little spitfire didn't seem to be that concerned with exploring it just yet.

Leaning her head back, Victoria gave a warm, self-contented smile. Apple smiled back, but with a little more malice than Victoria's, "Hmm...not quite what I had in mind hun; How about we get John to eat it out of you? No complaints about him giving you oral right?" Victoria went silent. Apple could sense the amazon's apprehension at her last order and grinned even more. It wasn't because she was having her way, or that Vicky wasn't having hers, but because it was something Vicky didn't want from John.

As John made his way forward, Victoria kept quiet. She really, really, didn't want John to be eating Flasher's cum from out of her, but Apple had made the command and it was final. Apprehensive, Victoria craned her body to stall for time, but surprisingly, John seemed completely unperturbed by the turn of events. Gently, he manoeuvred her legs aside and lay down in front of her, moving his body close as his lips hovered against hers. Although uneasy, Victoria couldn't help but grow wet as she felt her husband's breath against her nether regions, and could feel herself getting hot. Repositioning her legs with the gentlest of touches, then, slowly and unsurely, he extended his tongue into Victoria's body, getting a full taste of her and Flasher's mix of fluids. Victoria was mortified and would have cringed away if it weren't for the fact that he was doing a pretty good job. She gave a restrained sigh as she felt his tongue work around the outer rim of her vagina and lifted a hand to squeeze one of her huge breasts for contrast. Apple was wreathed in smiles; John clearly knew how to follow orders. It didn't matter that he was doing so with such unconcern, Apple was more attentive to Victoria's internal conflict. The ebony girl was in a bind as whether or not she should be enjoying John's ministrations; on one hand, he was subjugating himself to eating Flasher's cum, and in turn Apple's desires. Yet on the other hand... Victoria gave a gasp as John's probing tongue flicked across a particularly sensitive spot... for a guy unfamiliar with giving oral, he wasn't doing a half bad job.

Getting onto his knees, John lifted Victoria's hips up letting her body drape down in front of him as he continued to thrash his tongue inside of her. Her gasps growing in volume, Victoria slowly grew less concerned with the significance of what John was doing (having to eat another mans cum from out of his wife) and more concerned with what he was doing (eating her out). Seemingly realising what she was thinking, John gave her pussy a long drawn out slurp to get her mind off of things, and was rewarded with a high-pitched squeal of delight. Her mind now completely off of humiliation and now securely onto pleasure, Victoria reached up to grab John's head, pulling him deep into her muff, grinding her hips into his face. Spurred on by her forwardness, John doubled his efforts, and gave her another slurp.

Apple and Flasher watched in a silent awe. Barely ten minutes had gone by and it seemed as though both John and Victoria had forgotten all about them. Apple wanted to interrupt, to put a stop to their out of control love making, but truth be told, watching John's powerful body hunched over as he ministered to Victoria's voluptuous figure turned her on wildly. She wanted to feel all that power and muscled focused on ministering to her. As John gave Victoria another slurp, Apple shivered and cursed herself mentally, 'Why did I go and have to promise that John was safe from dealing with me anymore... maybe afterwards I could arrange something with Vicky for next time...' Sliding a hand between her legs, she continued to watch, entranced.

Soon Victoria's gasps and groans took on a louder, more urgent tone, signifying her approaching orgasm. Redoubling his efforts, John's lifted her hips even higher, burying his head deep between his thighs. There was a soft sigh from Apple that neither Victoria nor John paid any attention to (nor did Flasher for that matter, but that was due to him observing the odd effects gravity was doing on Victoria's tits while held upside down. As he lifted Victoria, flexing his sweaty, gleaming muscles in the process, he'd lifted her off his member, showing him to be nearly back at full strength already. It was a good thing Apple was still sitting because for a few moments her legs went weak as she remembered the feel of his meaty shaft inside her.

It was at that point that Vicky came. Arching her body upward, she pulled John deep between her as her legs clamped around his head. He tried to pull away but it was too late. Thighs with the crushing force of anacondas clenched around his head, trapping him deep between her as Victoria rode out her orgasm. Upside down, placing a hand on the floor, her eyes rolled earthwards as a wave of orgasmic pleasure rolled over her, and then another, and then finally a third, this time with the force of a tsunami.

As the final wave rolled back, Victoria slowly came to her senses. Her mind, filled with cotton wool from so many intense orgasms in on night did it's best to recount events. First, there was John, his face buried between her legs. 'Odd, he normally never gives me oral.' Another alert quickly popped up, something was poking into her back; this one was filed with a star as she realised that it was his cock, 'Oooh... why hello there...' A third alert popped up that there were two people watching, but that was shelved; John had a hard-on, that's was what ranked as important AND urgent. Good thing she knew how to deal with that. Shifting her body, she reached her hand behind her back to begin stroking John's member behind her. The third alert flashed again, this time with a voice she recognised, Apple; Asian, petite, a little spitfire.

"I am talking to you hun and I know you must hear me," she gave Victoria a prod with her foot. "Come-on hun, you're not done yet. We have one last act to perform." Victoria looked up muzzily at Apple. Or at least who she thought was Apple. She didn't remember Apple having a huge black dick. That was something that sort of sticks in your mind. Slowly, as Apple continued prodding, Victoria finally realized what had happened. Her expression changed not one iota. Apple was a little peeved at this, she was hoping to bring Victoria to an emotional breakdown before finishing her off, but some people had no sense of plot... of well... "Well hun, how do you like it?" Apple postured, thrusting out the thick black strap on, stroking her fingertips over the top of the hard black rubber gingerly. Victoria blinked, sat up with a smile and immediately engulfed the head of the huge member into her mouth without a moment's pause.

Apple was taken back at Victoria's sudden forwardness but rallied quickly and pulled her hips back, pulling away from Victoria who smiled up at her seductively. Apple smiled back, "Cute. Real cute, hun. But not quite what I'm looking for... come on hun." Apple twirled her finger, indicating that she should turn over. Victoria gave a laugh and leaned back, spreading her legs open for Apple, all the while still wearing that sultry, knowing smile. She licked the palm of her hand, gave Apple a wink, and then ran in down her body, over every curve and crevice before sliding it between her legs. Rubbing the palm of her hand over her pussy, Victoria gave Apple a wink. The Asian had to smile at this, but shook her head, "Very nice hun, but still not quite what I had in mind... I want you to roll over."

Victoria laughed, "Ha-ha, what's the matter hun, not interested in my tits anymore?" Apple gave her a strange smile, "Not... quite hun, let's just say I'm a little more interested in something else right now." Sagely, Victoria gives a knowing smile and obediently turns over, this time thrusting her wide hips up into the air, swinging it back and forth lazily. The magnificence of the huge ass presented in front of her was too much for Apple to hold herself back, and hand to run her hands over it. She knew her pert toned ass was leagues better than the massive gluteus maximas in front of her; she couldn't help but feel a little bit... wowed as she felt up Victoria's ass. She rubbed her hands over the massive black booty, gripping it, testing the thickness and firmness of it, and smiling inwardly as her probing found the still tender flesh from her paddling. She gave a few experimental squeezes, delighting in the way Victoria's hips moved at the sensation. Shaking her head, Apple gave a soft sigh, she wanted to play more, but right now, she had bigger fish to fry.

Victoria had enjoyed all of Apple's probing, touching, and squeezing, even the tender spots, considering every moment as high praise. Now Apple was spreading her ass cheeks and rubbing the head of the strap-on between her ass crack. She shifted her hips awkwardly, ass worship was all fine and good, but there was too much of a good thing. Looking back, she called to Apple suspiciously, "Hun... what are you doing back there?" There was no verbal reply, but Victoria could feel Apple's nimble fingers probing the sensitive area around her anus. "Hun...?" Still no reply, but a soft chuckle from Apple was all the answer she needed.