...but fails

The blonde gasped, she knew she couldn't hold back much longer. She bit her teeth; she clenched her nails digging deeply into the palms of her hands. It was useless. Her mouth gaped open, she moaned loudly. She bucked her thighs up against her torturer, she squealed. Her body shook wildly, as if a surge of electricity had passed through. She knew the fat bitch was about to win, that she was about to surrender to her by cumming. She gritted her teeth. She didn?t want this to happen. No way did she want to disgrace herself, no way would she be the whore that the brunette was, no way at all. She clung to the knowledge she hadn?t been turned into a fuck toy. The brunette had, the blonde had turned that fat whore. And it had been so good to see that fat slut The brunette would not turn her! She felt the brunette's lips on her left nipple. The sensation made her shiver.

The brunette whispered 'oh you hot lil Goldilocks, you sexy thing' and nibbled at her ear. She knew her time was running out- how long was it, she wondered, since the stocky guy had said she had two minutes left. She had to make this blonde cum, she had to show everyone just how big a slut the blonde was. Only that would take away the humiliation of her earlier defeat.

The blonde shook, she felt the heat building in her thighs, she gasped, she bit her lip, she moaned. But she was still determined. She bucked hard against her tormentor using her legs and body, pushing upwards unseating the brunette. ?No fat brunette slut will ever make me cum. She closed her eyes and though of a garden far away. She pushed hard again pushing the brunette off her completely.

The brunette rolled away and up on her knees. "Bitch" she muttered suddenly terrified that the time was running out, terrified too that the guys would lose patience and push her back down on her hands and knees and fuck her again like they had before. She shivered at the thought hating to admit just how much it turned her on She tried to blot out the vision of a guy taking her cunt while she sucked another off, it just wasn?t going to happen. Not if the blonde was there too. But if it did, ?Oh god, oh fuck.?

Trying to take control again she pinned the blonde by her shoulders and then stroked the blonde's pussy, trailing a finger down then up and over her lips. She kissed the blonde's nipples one then the other. She licked them. She knew the blonde was about to boil over. But would she do it in time?

The blonde wasn?t thinking on the clock, or on anything else. As the brunette?s fingers worked her pussy the blonde blanked out. She felt s the fire build up and she couldn?t help bucking involuntarily against her enemy?s fingers. She tossed her head from side to side trying to get rid of the sensation building up in her.

The brunette inserted a finger inside the blonde, she kissed her, "sweetie, you know what you want, don?t you? Don?t fight it. I'm going to make you cum, you know that don?t you? And you want it don?t you?" she wiggled the finger inside the blonde's sopping slit. She shivered herself, she was hot, she loved the control she had over women like this blonde, it was just so much better that the blonde had beaten her- what **** this would be. She heard the guys chattering. She hoped they were still on her side

The blonde writhed against the finger attack. She fought against it, she tried to bite her tongue but her body betrayed her. She moaned. She bucked, she shook. Regaining some control over her traitor body she muttered ?Get off me fatso.?

Seeing the blonde was doing nothing save responding to her attack the brunette slipped a second finger inside the blonde?s snatch. Kissing the blonde she stage whispered" cum for me sweetie cum for me. I know how hot you are, I know how sexy you are. The guys know it too, they want to see you cum and i just know-cuz i saw you shiver- how much you want that guy to flip you over and take your ass when you do". She nibbled the blonde?s ear, stroked the blondes clitoris with her thumb and flicked the blonde?s nipple with the fingers of her other hand.

The blonde shrieked, her body convulsed, the brunette smirked she knew she had won. And she stopped. She pulled her hand away.

The blonde screamed ?Please don?t stop now.?

?So Goldilocks, who owns you?? the brunette smirked

?You do?

The brunette stabbed three fingers inside the blonde whose pussy gushed. Her tongue stabbed the air, trying vainly to get sensations from nothing. For a full minute the blonde came and came helplessly as repeated orgasms shook her body.

The stocky guy said ?You just made it- twenty seconds to spare."

When, wrung out and exhausted, the blonde?s body relaxed, the big brunette pushed up, raising her hot, sweaty cum soaked battered body on her arms. ?See I told you it was better to be my friend.? She flipped the blonde over onto her tummy, turned to the stocky guy and smirked "She's all yours, for the moment. Don't do anything I wouldn't do."