and succeeds

The blonde gritted her teeth, she had to make this slut on top of her cum. She had to. That was her only chance. She hated the big bitch. But she managed to kiss her lips and even to suck on them. She opened her mouth letting the brunette's tongue thrust and jab inside. And she thought it was paying off . The brunette moaned.

The brunette moaned again, she was so hot, she had cum so often, and each time she had cum it was easier than the last time. She felt the blonde wriggle, and then the blonde's nipples pressed against hers. Her body jolted. The surge was immediate, she gasped and moaned loudly. She ground her pussy harder against the blonde. Her fingers caressed the blonde?s cheeks. "Oh fuck" she groaned.

The stocky guy looked at his watch. Two minutes twenty seconds to go- more than half the time had gone.. He looked down at the two women writhing on the sand. They were both on heat. He looked again, The brunette was moaning, her head tossed. She wasn?t as focused as she had been. What was happening? Was the blonde doing something he couldn?t see? He saw the blonde clamp her legs even more tightly round the brunette?s thighs.

What he couldn?t see but what the two women could feel were their breasts: the blonde?s slightly smaller but still large breasts were perking up in full excitement while the brunette's tits were pressing hard as the bigger woman tried to dominate the blonde. The struggle was almost down to a tit fight for while the two women pressed and strained and ground their cunts against each other, and while their tongues fenced, and while the brunette used her hands to stroke, to touch, to excite, the blonde using skills from yoga and meditation classes began wiggling each nipple individually. The brunette gasped, never before had her breasts been so assaulted, never before had she had been turned on by such a technique. She gasped and pushed up on her arms so pulling her breasts away. The blonde whispered "scared bitch, scared I?ll make you cum."

The brunette gasped at the challenge. She couldn?t have this bitch say that about her. She wriggled again so her breasts met her foes. She stroked the blonde?s legs with her hands. The blonde trembled. But the brunette was gasping as the blonde resumed wiggling each nipple. She made them caress the brunette?s , she made them press hard against the brunettes, she made them stroke the brunettes. The brunette gasped, she trembled.

The brunette gaped as the stocky guy said "two minute." She had been so sure, so supremely confident that this blonde piece was putty for her to mould. But now she had less than half the time to finish that moulding. She rolled off the blonde.

The blonde thought it was over, she sighed in relief, only to find the brunette?s tongue at her breasts her hand at her pussy. She squealed as the brunette stuck two fingers inside her. She thrashed round, she was about to cum. She howled "no, no this is unfair." Her eyes sought the men "please," she gasped, she moaned, she bit her tongue and went on "please this is unfair. Stop her"

The tall dark haired man looked down, 'that cheating whore' he muttered. The blonde caught his eye. He saw in her look a promise - so long as he dealt with her enemy and anyway that big bitch needed putting in her place. He turned to his friend "How long has she got to make the blonde cum now?"

"One minute forty seconds" the stocky guy looked at his watch

"Bet you the big whore cums first" his tall friend replied. He stepped forward looking the brunette in the face. "Oh no you don't" he said slapping her ass. You don't change the rules like that. You were on top of her, get back there. Or do you admit you failed, do you admit you can?t make her cum? Hey where are your boasts now?? He glared at her. ?Well we know you?re a slut, we know you put out, but you said goldilocks was a slut too. Well perhaps she isn?t, perhaps you?ve failed. Well then perhaps we?ll hand you over to goldilocks.?

?Nah she can take goldilocks? the stocky guy smiled. ?Just get back there and do it girl. One minute thirty seconds?

The brunette flushed, there was no way the guys were going to say she cheated, there was no way she was going to lose to this bitch, not now, not again. She had fought back to master the blonde, she was going to win, but she knew she had to impress the guys - and there was but one way to do it. She sighed and rolled back onto the blonde.

?I want Goldilocks ass when she beats the big bitch? the taller guy insisted

The brunette gasped, she didn?t want to be there. She whitened as the blonde worked her with her nipples. She felt her own breasts harden, her pussy dampen. She ground her pussy trying to recover her power. And yes the blonde whimpered! But those nipples, pressing her own. She gasped again her mouth fishlike as she sucked in air. She couldn?t move from where she was, if she did she knew the guys would say she had cheated, hell some already had.

But she didn't want to be there, not with those nipples pushing against her own. Where she was she could wiggle, she could grind her pussy, she could stroke the blondes face and she did all of that. But none of that helped. She was powerless, all that power, all that strength she had , had gone. And the memory of how the men had done her, repeatedly, how they had cum in her, on her, over her, and how she had sucked and fucked and damn it had cum so much. Arggh she moaned it was too much. But she concerntrated, thinking of trees and green fields ?anything to stop her from cumming.

The blonde began to panic. She could feel what was happening. She was losing. Her body was succumbing to the power, the strength, the dominance of the brunette. She knew it was going to happen. Her body?s needs where overwhelming her mind?s needs.

The taller man could see it as well. He could tell that she was going to lose. He didn?t want that. Not because he wouldn?t mind fucking the brunette, which he had, no, he just had a thing for blondes. And besides, he wanted this to go on. He turned to his friend standing next to him and said rythmicly, ?Gol-di-locks! Gol-di-locks!? His friend gave him a grin and picked up on the chant. Other guys picked up on it, laughing as they chanted.

The blonde heard it. She heard them chanting, supporting her. Sure some guys were throwing in the word ?whore? after each ?Gol-di-locks!? but she didn?t care. She knew that to them, that is what she was, that is what the brunette was. What mattered was that they were siding with her. Her resolve hardened and her mind won out over her body. She **** down her impending orgasm and hissed, ?I?m gonna beat you, skank.?

And still the blonde shuddered. Deep down she knew that when this tall guy this supporter said that he wanted her ass, he was not making an allusion to fucking her, he meant it literally. She shivered again at the thought of the price for his help having been escalated, without her concent, to her submitting to anal sex. But she remembered the surge of heat within her when the brunette bitch had first promised her ass to the stocky guy. But no, she wanted to win, to beat the brunette she wanted the brunette to show everyone the whore she was by cumming first. She trembled with the brunette gasping fishlike on top of her. The blonde knew now the brunette was hers for the taking, her nipples continued to wiggle from down under and the brunette found her upper deck on fire

The brunette gaped as the stocky guy said "one minute." but the blonde wasn?t interested in any clock. She wiggled her nipples her clitoris harder and faster , she felt the brunette try to push up, to get away and then the heavy bitch?s body came down again. "Oh no you don?t bitch" the tall guy had said "take whats coming to you!"

And again the brunette felt as if she had just been locked nipple to nipple and pussy to pussy to the blonde. She wished she had not started this. The blonde was just ruling her from below. Time stood still for the brunette as her whole body felt on fire and then she exploded and gushed

"Not for nothing do they call me ?Goldilocks ? Giver of multiple orgasms?" whispered the blonde as locking herself to her rival she pushed hard. She rolled the brunette off, pushing the defeated girl onto her back. "And what do we do to the Big Bad Brunette?"