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On a weekend evening, Susan and her husband Danny invited Susan's friend Jenny over for dinner, and they prepared a sumptuous meal. Jenny was just getting up and making preparations before leaving.
Let's meet Jenny. She's a glamorous Asian woman, the kind of allure that has made her a top model. She's 25 years old, 5 feet 6 inches tall, weighs 125 pounds, and has measurements of 36-25-35. She has short, straight black hair and bright black eyes. Susan and Jenny already knew each other, but Danny had never met Jenny, so Susan invited her over for the weekend and introduced them.
When Jenny's car pulled up in front of Susan's house, Susan called to her husband, "Honey, she's here!" Danny leaned out the window and immediately started making incoherent, babbling noises. Susan frowned and said, "Stop babbling, honey. Do you like her?"
"No," Danny said.
Susan chuckled. “Sweetheart, I’m not stupid or blind. I know she happens to be your type, don’t I?”
“Don’t talk nonsense, she’s definitely not,” Danny argued.
“Oh, come here,” Susan said with a smile. “Are you really telling me you don’t think Jenny is pretty?”
“Yes, no.” Danny paused, then continued, “Of course she’s pretty, she is a model after all. But, to me, she’s just…”
“Aren’t you telling me you don’t think she’s pretty?” Susan interrupted Danny, still smiling.
“Oh, sweetheart…” Danny sighed.
“Listen, darling,” Susan said, “I’m really curious to know if you’re attracted to her charm! I just want you to be honest with me.”
“Okay, I admit I like her. Just like you said, she’s glamorous. She has a lovely face and a devilish body; who wouldn’t find her alluring?”
“Listen, darling,” Susan continued, “every time I go shopping with her, I’m so eager to know who’s more attractive, me or her, and I hope you can give me an objective assessment.”
“Really, you’re very attractive too.” Danny wasn’t lying. 25-year-old Susan was about the same height as Jenny, just a little shorter at 5 feet 3 inches.
“Thanks, darling. But I’m not Jenny’s type. Even though she’s beautiful, I still want all your attention!”
Now, Danny, like most men, was getting a little carried away. “Fine, I’m glad you say that. But with a body like that, how can I possibly have all my attention on you?” As these words left Danny’s mouth, he realized his mistake. However, it was too late.
“So, you think my body isn’t as good as hers?” Susan questioned, her smile vanishing.
“No, I didn’t mean that…”
“You think Jenny’s body is better than mine, right?”
“No, sweetheart, that’s not my opinion,” Danny protested, knowing his wife was furious.
“Fine! Very well!” Susan said. “I believe you’re telling the truth, and I won’t be angry about it, but you have to tell the truth, understand?”
“Okay.” Danny began to feel uneasy.
“What part of Jenny’s body is most attractive to men?”
“She has a very firm ass and long legs,” Danny said matter-of-factly, “but actually… I swear, I think your legs are just as good as hers, and your ass is better.” Susan
stared at her husband for a full ten seconds, her wifely instincts confirming that he was indeed telling the truth. “Okay, so if I had legs as long as hers, and a better ass, what part of Jenny would catch your eye?”
Facing his wife’s sharp gaze, Danny paused for a second before saying, “She has big breasts.”
Susan exclaimed, “You’re not going to tell me you think her breasts are bigger than mine, are you?”
“Sweetie, don’t get so worked up…”
“No!” Susan shouted, “I can’t believe her breasts are bigger than mine. If you said her legs or ass are better than mine, I could understand. If you said her face is prettier, I wouldn’t deny that either. But you actually think her breasts are better than mine!”
“However, I’ve never seen you two naked together in front of me, sweetie, if that’s the case…”
“Fine, I’ll compare them with her right here in front of you today.”
“That’s for the best!” Danny exclaimed, immediately trying to explain, “You should understand what I mean…”
“Oh, no need to explain,” Susan said. “I can’t stand my own husband thinking that bitch’s breasts are better than mine. Fine, I’ll have a contest with her.”
“Susan, listen to me…”
“Danny, stop. I’ve made up my mind. But don’t worry, I’m not crazy. Actually, I think you might be thinking the same thing as me.”
“What…”
“Quiet!” Susan yelled. Just then, the doorbell rang. Susan went to the intercom and turned it on: “Jenny, is that you?” “Yes, it’s me.”
“Okay, just a moment, I’ll be right there.” With that, Susan turned off the intercom.
Danny was still completely confused, but Susan didn’t let him think for long: “Okay. When she comes in, I’ll start the game.”
“What game?” Danny was completely bewildered.
“The game of proving my breasts are better than Jenny’s, of course.”
Danny stared blankly at his lovely wife.
“We’re going to have a sex fight, honey,” Susan said.
“Really??” Danny asked.
“Of course it’s true, darling. I’ll prove I’m better than her, I’ll use these weapons.” She said, cupping her breasts in her hands. “Darling, you’ll witness me defeat her.” “
But…” Danny was still rambling on.
“Oh, come here, darling. I know you’ll enjoy women having sex fights, you’ve been dreaming about it. But I bet you’ve never seen a real sex fight. Let me grant your wish today.”
“What? No way!”
“Sweetheart, you shouldn’t leave your computer while writing those little stories. I’ve seen them, and I’ve noticed Jenny loves doing it with other people. She’s beaten every opponent, but never me.”
“Very well, darling.” Danny swallowed. “As you know, I do want to see a real sex fight.”
“It’s okay, do whatever you like,” Susan continued. “Let me tell you all I know. Jenny has only beaten some idiots, which makes her prettier, but I’m confident I can beat her breasts with my own. Do you agree?”
Danny took a deep breath and smiled. “I absolutely support you.”
“I’m glad you think that way. Please be patient.”
“But,” Danny asked, “what if Jenny doesn’t want to compete with you?”
“Oh, don’t worry.” Susan laughed. “I know her too well. She likes you a lot and has wanted to compete with me for a long time, but she just hasn’t had the chance. If I ask her now, she’ll agree immediately.”
“Really? I hope you are…” Danny was interrupted by the doorbell.
“Jenny’s been waiting, I’ll go open the door,” Susan said, pointing to Danny, then to the living room, and gesturing for him to step aside. Danny went into his study, sat down at his desk, and turned on his computer, anticipating a long conversation between the two women.
A few minutes later, Susan walked in, surprising Danny. “I was right,” his wife said, offering a smile. “She agreed to a contest with me.”
“I can’t believe it,” Danny said. “What did she say?”
Susan’s expression turned serious. “I told her what you said, and she laughed and said she knew you thought she was sexy and that her breasts were definitely better than mine. I told her we should have a contest to see whose breasts were bigger and firmer, and she excitedly accepted the challenge.”
“Oh my God, how is that possible?” Danny asked, intrigued.
“Because we’ve wanted to have a contest for ages,” Susan replied.
“Oh, oh, incredible!” Danny exclaimed.
“So when I told her this was how to decide who was sexier, she readily agreed to this woman-versus-woman competition.”
“She agreed so quickly!” Danny muttered.
“Good, I’ll tell you, I’ll definitely tell that little bitch after I win, ‘Stop being so smug.’” Susan said, “And you’re ready to take back your words too.”
“What…”
“She said, ‘No problem, that’s what I want to do too, and I’m going to crush your flat breasts. You little bitch!’” Susan said angrily.
“Now, calm down, darling,” Danny said.
“How can I calm down? She wants to beat me before you!”
“But, sweetheart, don’t you want to beat her before me too?” Danny said.
“That little bitch, she actually thinks she can prove who’s the sexiest woman in my living room. Pah!”
“I can’t wait any longer,” Danny yelled excitedly. “Honey, when does the battle begin?” “Right now. You go out first, I need to change.”
Danny went into the living room, and Jenny smiled. “Hi, Danny.”
“Hi, Jenny,” Danny replied lecherously.
Jenny pulled Danny to sit with her on the sofa. She was wearing a short white skirt and a low-cut white top, and Danny could see her black bra underneath. Danny stared intently at Jenny’s half-naked breasts and said, “How do you feel?”
Jenny laughed. “I bet you want me to win.”
Danny shook his head with a smile. “Are you sure?”
“I know you’ve wanted to see these for a while,” Jenny said, gesturing to her breasts.
Danny shrugged. “I won’t deny it.”
“They won’t disappoint you,” Jenny said.
“I’m sure they won’t,” Danny laughed.
“And tonight, I won’t disappoint you…” Jenny whispered gently in Danny’s ear.
“What?”
“Susan told me that I beat your fantasy. Don’t worry, I won’t let you down. I will utterly defeat her in the match.”
At that moment, the bedroom door opened. Susan was wearing a blue dress (longer than Jenny’s, but still long enough to show off her long legs) and a lovely dark blouse. She walked barefoot to the sofa, stood next to Danny, touched her hips, and stared at her friend and rival: “If you’d like to compete in front of my husband, let’s begin.”
“He’ll be the referee, of course,” Jenny replied. “Where?”
“Right here,” Susan said, pointing to the floor. “Darling,” she said to Danny, “please move your chair to the corner so it’s more spacious.”
“Here?” Jenny was a little surprised.
“Yes, here,” Susan smiled. “There’s a soft carpet, and it’s spacious enough, unless you’re already scared…”
Jenny laughed, tossing her ebony hair. “No way, Susan,” she said. “If you want to accept defeat here, I have nothing to say.”
“Fine, let’s begin.”
Jenny quickly took off her top, kicked off her shoes, and removed her skirt. In just a moment, she was left only in a black bra and panties.
As Danny’s eyes were fixed on Jenny and his crotch began to swell, Susan also began to remove her clothes. Unlike Jenny, she didn’t undress quickly; instead, she slowly unbuttoned her top, gently removed it, and tossed it aside, revealing a white bra. Then, she slowly removed her skirt, revealing white panties that outlined her shapely buttocks.
Now the two women stood face to face, gazing at each other. Danny didn’t know where to look, but he focused more on Jenny, because he believed the championship should belong to her.
Susan no longer looked at Danny. She continued to play the stripper, loosening her bra and throwing it away, revealing the spectacular C-cup breasts. At the peak of that mound was a captivatingly dark black, the nipples standing out perfectly against Susan's white body, appearing so long and firm. Danny immediately turned to admire his wife's beautiful naked body.
At the same time, Jenny also unhooked her bra and threw it onto the sofa behind her. Her breasts were also a C-cup, and her body, like Susan's, was a captivating white. Like her rival's, the peaks were topped with pink nipples, equally long and firm. Danny turned his head back to Jenny. He was convinced he hadn't misjudged; Jenny's breasts were indeed more beautiful than his wife's.
Susan then pulled down her panties, revealing a honeypot covered in dark pubic hair. But when she saw Jenny, the other woman also revealed a honeypot of equal size.
Susan now noticed Danny staring intently at Jenny, and she became furious, taking a step forward to bring their chests closer: "I'm going to torture your flat breasts."
"You must be joking," Jenny said, also taking a step forward. “Just look into Danny’s eyes now, and I know you’re the loser tonight.”
“Fuck you, Jenny,” Susan cursed. She placed her hands on her hips, making her breasts stand out more.
“Okay, Susan,” Jenny smiled. “Come on.” She did the same, and their nipples lightly touched. An electric sensation made their breathing quicken, and the match officially began.
At first, they only tentatively let their nipples brush against each other. After discovering each other’s weakness, Susan began to circle Jenny’s nipples with her own, stimulating her pink areolas. Jenny, in turn, quickly thrust her nipples into Susan’s dark areolas, and the two women battled fiercely.
Danny sat on the sofa watching, clearly seeing the strategies employed by both women. The two women became increasingly excited, their breathing quickened, and happy moans occasionally escaped from their mouths.
Jenny smiled and said, “Susan, can you feel how powerful my nipples are?”
“Don’t you know mine are better, Jenny?” Susan retorted.
Jenny laughed, then quickened her pace, pressing her nipple against Susan's areola and pulling back quickly. Susan gasped, "Ahhhh!" She too began to attack her opponent rapidly, their nipples hardening with each press, and the two women's breathing grew heavier.
Danny watched intently, trying to determine who would win. But the two women were deeply engrossed in their battle, their nipples opening and closing, bending in opposite directions when they met—this direct confrontation only fueled their excitement.
"I think your nipples are starting to give out," Susan said, trying to catch her breath. "Watch how my nipple pushes yours aside."
"You're kidding, Susan," Jenny retorted with a smile. "Did you push it?"
Danny listened to the women's banter while watching the nipple fight. Jenny changed tactics again, attacking the area below Susan's dark nipple. Susan let out a soft, pleasurable sigh and thrust her nipple above Jenny's, giving her opponent a satisfied, soft sigh in return.
"That feels good, Susan," Jenny whispered. “Do you like the feeling of my nipples touching your breasts?”
“Ahhh!” Susan groaned. “I love it. Keep going!”
As time went on, Susan was becoming more and more excited. At this moment, Jenny felt that the moment of victory had arrived, and she quickened her pace and increased her intensity. “It’s time, baby.” Jenny grinned. “You’re ready to give up!” But Susan was deliberately feigning weakness, and now she was launching her own all-out attack, also quickening her pace and increasing her intensity.
In Danny’s eyes, Jenny, as the aggressor, was suppressing his wife, while Susan bravely resisted. However, Danny found that Jenny was beginning to gain control, because Susan’s breathing was more frequent than Jenny’s. And, to be fair, Jenny’s attack was stronger; she had already made her opponent’s nipples more curved.
“You still won’t give up? Susan.” Jenny whispered again. “Can’t you feel my big breasts starting to dominate you?”
“You’re hallucinating,” Susan retorted, and continued to work to turn the tide. “My breasts will rule tonight. Stop babbling.”
Neither spoke, the rhythm of their breasts colliding increased, and in Danny's ears, Susan's panting grew more frequent.
Jenny sneered, “Why won't you give up now? Do you want me to completely crush you in front of your husband?”
“Shut up, bitch! Oh… ahhh…” Susan gasped.
But no matter how hard Susan tried, Jenny had made her nipples even more curved. Victory was clearly tilting in her opponent's favor; the pressure on her breasts was mounting, and she was merely holding on in front of her husband. Now Jenny felt victory drawing ever closer, continuing to press down on her opponent's nipples and resist Susan's counterattack.
“Do you really think you can beat me?” Jenny sneered, shaking her head smugly. “Very well, at least Danny knows who will win.”
“Don't be so smug, bitch,” Susan said. Then, she suddenly reached behind Jenny, wrapping her arms tightly around Jenny's waist, while simultaneously thrusting her breasts forward, plunging them deep into Jenny's areola beneath her pink nipple. Jenny gasped first, then let out a satisfied sigh, "oooh-ye!" Seeing Susan change tactics, Jenny quickly began to twist her semi-circular shoulders to prevent Susan from clamping her down, while simultaneously freeing one breast and trying to put pressure on her opponent, attempting to turn the tide.
Although it took some time, Jenny's efforts paid off. Because they were pressed so tightly together, their breasts could no longer collide directly, but instead rubbed against each other in circles, bringing them back to the same starting line. But Danny still thought his wife was moaning more frequently and looked more tired than Jenny, and Danny was confident that Jenny could regain control of the game. The two women
became increasingly excited; their breasts were no longer soft, they became large and firm. At this moment, Danny knew that this was no longer his fantasy; the competition was truly happening before his eyes, and regardless of who won, this experience would be enough for him to remember for a long time. Suddenly, Danny noticed a smile appear on Susan's lips, and Jenny's nipples began to harden. The scales of victory were slowly tipping in Susan's favor.
"Do you know what it's like to feel pain, Jenny?" Susan taunted her opponent, panting heavily. "I thought you almost beat me just now, but now it seems you're on the verge of defeat."
"Oh, I will beat you," Jenny retorted, also struggling to breathe. "My nipples are harder, and we both know that."
But Danny realized that Jenny was undoubtedly defending herself fiercely, and that her breathing was more rapid than Susan's as their breasts rubbed together violently. Of course, Danny still hoped that Jenny would emerge victorious. Gradually, Danny began to fantasize about the two women struggling on his lap, and, ideally, their next move being a sexual battle to take him.
Just as Danny was lost in her fantasies, Jenny's breathing became more rapid: "Unnnnhhhh!" It turned out Jenny was also trying to hug Susan, but Susan saw through her opponent's intentions, tightening her arms to immobilize Jenny and using this advantage to continue grinding against Jenny's breasts.
"Now who can't take it anymore, Jenny?" Susan said with a smile.
Although Jenny was extremely anxious inside, she appeared confident: "You can't beat me, Susan."
However, as both of them sweated profusely, their breasts came into more full contact, and their nipples became even more sensitive. Susan could feel the tiny electric shocks trembling in her opponent's muscles as they ground against each other. Although Jenny's nipples were hard, her body trembled rhythmically, especially when Susan's nipples penetrated. Susan also noticed that, without her noticing, Jenny's right leg had slipped between her own, and their pelvises began to rub slightly together with their trembling. To defeat Jenny sooner, Susan increased the speed of their breast-to-breast rubbing while simultaneously thrusting her mons pubis against Jenny's. Under this double assault of genitals and breasts, and before Susan's smile and domineering gaze, Jenny trembled. Finally, with a heavy sigh, Susan released Jenny, who collapsed limply to the ground. Standing atop her defeated opponent, Susan smiled gleefully: "I thought you were going to beat me, Jenny. Now, whose breasts are better, bitch?" Jenny
gasped, tears streaming down her face, "It's not fair, you cheated."
Susan laughed: "But you lost, Jenny. My breasts beat yours, which means mine are better. Danny, what do you say?"
"Danny knows the match isn't fair," Jenny said, still catching her breath. "Say something, Danny?"
Both women stared at Danny, expecting support from him. Danny hesitated for a moment before saying, “Susan did cheat…” His wife protested angrily, but Danny continued, “But she did win in the end, Jenny. And, whatever you say, Susan did win the match from a disadvantageous position through trickery, which means that, at least tonight, she proved she has better breasts.” Jenny glared at Danny and said, “Then I’ll have a genital duel with her.”
“Sure!” Susan immediately responded, “Tonight we can see who’s better.”
“I’ll fuck you to death,” Jenny roared. “You cheated to win, and Danny knows that otherwise my nipples would have beaten you anytime.”
“Bullshit, bitch,” Susan retorted, “Tonight I’ll beat you both top and bottom!”
“I want to start the second match right away,” Jenny said, slowly spreading her legs, her breathing now normal.
“Time and place?” Susan asked.
“Right here, and right now!” Jenny said bitterly.
“Great. I’ll be happy to beat you again.” Susan smiled and slowly sat down, spreading her legs as well.
Jenny, eager to prove herself to Danny, said, "What are you waiting for, Susan? My little mouth down there will crush you."
"You're wrong, I should be the one to seduce you to death," Susan replied. If the two women's eyes were daggers, they would have killed each other thousands of times over. Now they carefully positioned their legs, Jenny's right foot against Susan's left, and vice versa.
Danny watched the two women glaring at each other with surprise. Jenny was now sitting on his left, and Susan on his right. The two women simultaneously squeezed each other's feet, trying to push the other's foot away from the center line, but they were evenly matched, neither able to budge the other an inch. Looking at the two equally beautiful bare feet, a surge of heat rose from his lower abdomen, and his lower body instantly hardened. Almost simultaneously, both women withdrew their feet and began to gently caress their vulvas. They gazed at each other's vulvas, almost identical to their own, covered in dark, downy pubic hair. The pressure of their fingers increased, and soon both vulvas were wet. Then, they pushed themselves up with their hands and thrust their lower abdomens forward, and with a "smack," their vulvas pressed tightly together. Because of their abundant pubic hair, the scene of their two small mouths fighting below was no longer visible.
To Danny's surprise, the two women quickly became excited; their breathing quickened, and almost immediately they emitted moans of pleasure. Danny noticed that Jenny's eyes were closed, but Susan's remained open, looking at her opponent's lovely face, which had been washed with tears.
"You should give up... ahhh... bitch," Susan gasped. "Otherwise, I'll drain you dry."
"I'll fuck you... mmmhhh..." Jenny responded. “I’m going to make you orgasm until you explode, you bitch. I can already feel my labia biting you.”
“What a joke…ooohhh…Jenny. It seems like I’m the one biting you…nnnhhhh…and I’m going to play with you until you’re dead.”
“Pah…ahhh…I just want to…huhhhhh…to fuck you to death.”
Danny believed they were telling the truth, because he could hear their moans and breathing reaching a frenzied level. They had increased the frequency of their friction, and Danny believed it wouldn’t be long before a winner was decided. However, since he couldn’t see the battle unfolding, he wasn’t sure who the final conqueror would be. To Danny’s surprise, the match didn’t end as soon as he expected. From their facial expressions, it was clear that the two competitors reached their first orgasm almost simultaneously, but neither of them acknowledged it. No matter how hard their opponent tried, they continued to accelerate until both women were drenched in sweat, their bodies glistening, and both were swallowing hard, trying to avoid being sent to a second orgasm by their opponent. Suddenly, the two women stopped moving, their bodies frozen in place. Susan gasped, "Ahhh-hahhh!" Jenny groaned, "Ooooh!" After a few minutes, the two women glared at each other, their vaginas still tightly pressed together.
At first, Danny thought they would rest together for a while before separating, but after observing for a while, he realized that the second round of competition had begun, and the battle had taken a different form. The two competitors' clitorises had found each other and were pressing hard against each other.
"How does it feel now, Jenny?" Susan asked. "Do you feel my clitorise is hard enough? Can you feel its power?...Ahhhhhh!"
"Mine will...ummmhhh...crush yours, and make you...ohhhh...scream, bitch."
Slowly, the women found the perfect point of contact, their clitorises now pressed hard against each other's. The two women, their faces flushed, wriggled their buttocks. Danny knew this competition would definitely not be as intense as the last one, and this time he hoped he was right. Deep down, Danny hoped Jenny would defeat his wife this time, so they would continue their rivalry, and then he could… haha!
Unfortunately, reality often contradicts wishes. Gradually, Danny noticed the match was progressing at Susan's pace. Slowly, Jenny was falling further and further behind. Susan's movements became increasingly exaggerated, and Jenny was steadily losing ground. Finally, under Susan's powerful offensive, Jenny reached her biggest climax of the night. Although Susan also reached her climax a few dozen seconds after Jenny collapsed to the ground, the outcome was already clear.
Beautiful Jenny's eyes filled with tears. "Who's the best woman, Jenny?" Danny's wife said gently.
"You bitch," Jenny cried out, sobbing.
"Oh, someone is a bitch tonight, but definitely not me. Now, who's the best woman, Jenny?"
"I'll fuck you," Jenny cried.
"Do you still want to be fucked?" Susan asked, thrusting her vagina forward.
Jenny, panting with anger, felt Susan's still-erect clitoris ravaging her own, now-softened one. The tingling, numbing pain was unbearable. "Please don't do this! You're the best woman. Your nipples and your vulva are better than mine."
"Of course," Susan said, collapsing exhausted. Though victorious, she was drained. Sweat soaked her entire body, including her hair. Her breasts and vulva, swollen from the battle, were red and swollen. She was breathing heavily, but in Danny's eyes, she had never looked more alluring than today.
Jenny cried on the floor, rolling to one side and covering her face with her hands.
Susan gave Danny a bright smile. "I'm going to take a shower now, darling. I'll show you the real 'Queen' later." With that, she left the hall.
Danny quickly comforted Jenny, helping her sit up and then dressing her. After a few words of persuasion, he accompanied her to her car. As she got in, looking into Jenny's still-crying eyes, Danny said as he closed the door, "Listen, honey. You'll beat her next time."
At this point, Jenny finally exploded: "Next time? Oh, will there be a next time? I've lost all face tonight! My nipples and my cunt have all lost to your wife! Now you have a new queen, buddy. Go to hell!" With that, Jenny drove off, leaving a stunned Danny behind.
Danny watched Jenny leave, watching her red taillights grow smaller and smaller until they disappeared near a corner. Then, feeling utterly lost, Danny returned home, waiting for his queen to finish her bath and begin…
(The End)

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