Four mature and very pretty woman dressed in tight tops, skirts and on high heels had came back to had came back to a sunken living room. They seemed to be having the time of their lives with the way they just burst in laughing and making childish jokes. Once they were settled things got louder as they began drinking wine.

After awhile of this and they were settling down and running out of things to talk about, they shifted eyes between each other wondering what to talk about. Immediately thinking up something, Gwen who was fifty-nine, five foot three and hundred-thirty-eight pounds with brunette hair that went down to her shoulders shouted out. “Who do you think caught the most eyes tonight!”

“Oh I did!” sang out Jane, a sixty-two year old woman, five foot four, hundred-thirty-eight pounds and had a boy-cropped blond hair style.

“You!” almost laughed Jill sixty-one, five-foot-two, hundred-forty pounds and had short brunette shoulder length brunette hair, “come on I think you attracted the least amount of eyes.”

“What?” outraged Jane.

“Well come on you are the oldest lady here.”

“You’re also the second oldest,” pointed out Anna, a fifty-seven year old lady, who was five foot one and hundred thirty pounds who also had brunette hair down to her shoulders, “but because we’re using age to determine whose the sexiest here, I win.”

“I’d say it’s the one with the biggest bust so I win,” said Gwen shaking her chest.

“What do you mean, we both have thirty-six D breasts, so I still win on an account I’m younger.”

“It isn’t always about the biggest breasts or the youngest you know,” said Jill getting up and strutting her body, “but who can stay in best shape the longest.”

“Oh shut up, you weigh the heaviest here,” grunted Jane.

“Excuse me?”

Tensions were rising as the four were continuing to aggressively argue over this. They came to the centre of the room where they attempted to make each other stand down that they all collided together and met with their chests out and bashing breasts into each other. Fuel was building with all the eye contacted and shouting in one another’s faces and trying to grind their boobs together, until finally.

“Stop!” called out Gwen, keeping her breasts in contact with the other women she silenced. “Now instead of doing the thing we’re all about to do, how about we keep it more organised and controlled.”

“How do you mean?” concerned Jill if it would be too organised and controlled.

“Well since we’re trying to argue whose the sexiest woman with the better goods.” Rubbing her breasts against the other females to give a hint. “How about we have a titfight tournament between the two of us.”

Smiling at it, they shifted their heads between each other to see that they were in mutual agreement, that they went, “Alright.”

Later they arranged themselves who would fight who first. The first up was Gwen and Anna, they both did have similar breast sizes which made them eager to see if their boobs would also be equal matches.

As they were about to square off, they needed to take off their shoes first in case they decided to get rough, not wanting to stamp on each other with shoes. But as Gwen looked ready to engage, Anna grabbed her own top smiling fiendishly. “Hey Gwen let’s make things more interesting.” And began removing her upper clothes upper naked revealing both boobs, getting the two bystanders to yell, “wooo!”

Returning with her own smile, “you’re on.” Then removed her own top and bra, where she then grabbed her skirt saying, “but let’s make things more interesting then that.” Taking off the rest of her clothes and revealing her untrimmed bushy cunt and her nice butt, getting a louder ‘wooo!”

Disappointed she couldn’t top that, Anna made it made feint attack by taking a few steps forward looking like she was going to engage anyways, but soon as Gwen raised her hands braced for her, she stopped and removed the her skirt with a cheeky smirk on her face. While slipping down her panties to reveal her own bushy cunt, Gwen made her own feint attack that startled Anna.

Making cheerful laughs at what fun, they were only fake between the two combatants, who were growing more aggressive and the bystanders who wanted them to go at it already.

Soon at their nipples were perhaps an inch away from one another, the two women sized one another up sidestepping. Anna was shorter than Gwen, so would have to stretch herself up a little if she wanted any good blows, while Gwen could see that Anna had nipples that were freakishly larger compared to her own, that it was going to be an underdog fight if any nipple sword fighting engaged. Nonetheless neither women back down to the challenge, seeing it as nothing more than tiny obstacle.

When they had move around in half circle now, Anna had made the first move punching her chest against Gwen, their heavy breasts splurged as they collided together and bobbled soon as Anna separated them. Gwen then returned her own blow storm herself into Anna. The smaller opponent then bounced her breasts up at her, trying to get those nipples underneath Gwen’s sacks and slam those boobs up in the air. The taller girl then used her height to her advantage and started doing bouncing of her own, trying to wallop back down at Anna’s.

Feeling a sensation though as Gwen and Anna made an attack at the same time; you heard the smack from those two heavy breasts colliding and then watched the two boobs fumble from the impact. Although the weight of Gwen’s breast had slammed down on top of Anna’s boobs, the opponent’s nipple had jousted into them and felt like tiny pebble trying to punch through them.

Although Anna wasn’t dominating this titfight, Gwen knew she had too much of an advantage with those large nipples of her in a front battle. Changing tactics, Gwen rotated her body about seventy-degrees and swung it back at Anna, slapping her boobs across hers like a hand slapping. The older foe then made another two of these swings against the opponent before she realised what was going on. Anna then try to do the same, but Gwen had already built up so much momentum with her chests, rapidly smacking her boobs against Anna that the littler woman almost couldn’t fight back.

Needing to stay in the game, Anna recalled the rules on which you couldn’t do any punches or grab the opponent’s boobs, but there weren’t any rules against anything else. Catching Gwen’s body with her arms, Anna had placed her in bearhug stopping her moving and slamming their breasts together.

Unable to do any manoeuvres and jousting, it now became a battle of which breasts could squish the other back into its owner’s chest. The four breasts were right squished in their good and imploding until there were no space between Anna’s arms on their chests. Gwen fought to free herself, she could feel one of nipples were holding back one of the more larger ones from penetrating from her, but Anna’s other nipple had gone other and was stabbing into Gwen’s more sharply than her own.

Eventually Anna had locked one of her legs around her captive’s and used her own leg’s foot to step on the foe’s own, halting them both from further moving. Knowing that she could thresh her way out of this anymore, Gwen couldn’t hug back either with the way Anna had her arms, her only choice was to grab the only thing which was Anna’s butt cheeks pulling on them and spreading open. The tug from the waist then caused Anna’s own clit into Gwen’s.

Almost fully frontal connected, the two women felt an exhilarated rush as sweat squirted from their bodies, their skin grinded and rubbed against one another, their loud powerful moans and their heavy breaths in each other’s faces. It was changing back and forth from aggressive body jerking to smooth tender strokes together, that neither woman was sure what was going on anymore.

One thing was for sure was that they had concentrated less on the tits that were fighting and were focusing more on their lower hips thumping together. They hoisted back butts for awhile for as much impact, feeling the phenomenon when the two clits collided together with such force. It was became harder though with how their sweaty hairy cunts mangled together, that they just began to grind those pussys together, letting them crisp their hairs and have the lips smooch and suck at one another.

Lost in the exhilarated heat, they were having trouble standing up, relying on each other’s bodies to support them. Anna had ended up relaxing her arms and used one hand to cling onto the back of Gwen’s hair. They then began to tilt towards the floor with Gwen’s back facing it. With the situation at hand snapping her out of it, there was no way she was going to be the bottom girl, no matter what they were actually doing.

Activating the power in her body again, Gwen craned them both back up straight. She was about to tilt them Anna’s way, but the younger woman had applied counter pressure back. The two women’s moaning was now louder as they were being more aggressive as they began to contend again. Their rubbing was forming more into floor mopping like motion as they were just washing each other’s bodies together.

The heat and pleasure was becoming massive and the combatants applied more wanting to hear the other girl moan even louder. They tangled legs as much as they could, that they almost managed to coil their feet completely around one another. Anna had used her other hand to reach down to Gwen’s right butt cheek and pulled on it, getting tempted to reach her fingers towards the butt hole, mainly because Gwen had already used her fingers to insert into Anna’s own.

It was such a turn on at how these two were merging together. With the way it was going, Gwen wanted it more rougher than this, sliding her finger out of Anna’s other backside and then using the other hand to insert into Anna’s butt hole, Gwen used the hand she freed to smack her hand against Anna’s body. Working successfully as Anna began to fire more aggravated breaths and grind harder against Gwen, she retaliated by freeing her hand from her opponent’s bum and keeping her grip on Gwen’s hair so she could slap it more easier with her hand.

Hands were pattering across each other’s bodies as they were looking for good parts to slap against. They eventually found each other’s merged boobs, were they began slapping against them firmly. There was no hurt from hurting their own boob whenever they smacked their hands there, but it felt good, being that they were doing it to pace up this battle.

After such long sensation that went on for maybe what was like five minutes, their legs gave in and the two toppled clumsily down to their knees. From then movement paused as the two took a moment to catch their breath from all the exhilaration, heads on shoulders and ears pressed together where they were able to hear each other’s blood race.

The two women had the impression that the two were near the end of their game, but not wanting to end it simply like this, Gwen grabbed her opponents shoulders and tossed Anna’s back onto the floor. Their bodies ripped apart due to the dry sweat that almost glued them together. The only bit of them that stuck together was their clits thanks to the tangled hair that looked as if both women shared the same cunt hair.

Thinking they were just taking a break or something to get their heads together, Anna had laid against the floor trying to recover. Her body was almost numb, that she almost didn’t notice Gwen getting onto her own back and then locking up thighs. The dazed younger woman then woke up soon as she felt an abrupt bang against her clit.

Seeing Gwen rock herself back and forth, Anna began to do the same. The two women were now bumping their groins into another, forcing the other pussy wider open with each clap. Pain was being transmitted from the power they were putting into this, that each woman nearly shuddered. Some of the pain though was being built up by the pressure in their bowls, neither woman wanting to release what they were holding, not until their opponent did so first.

It was becoming more evident who it would be though, especially how Anna had dropped her head back to the floor making load moans and trying to cover her face to control herself. It was becoming harder for Gwen to hold herself as well at the spurt warnings coming from Anna that was tempting herself to go. Though not letting this be an upset, Gwen gave everything she had into it, use up all energy to slam her cunt into Anna’s. With three bangs, Anna finally fired her load all across her opponent.

“I give,” gargled Anna her arms against the floor.

“What?” asked Gwen, not finding that good enough that she held both of Anna’s legs and continued to hammer her groin into hers.

“I give.”

“What!”

“I give, you have bigger boobs and you’re sexier!”

“I need better than that!”

“You’re better than me in every single way, there is that good enough!” yelled Anna building up aggression again.

Satisfied, Gwen tossed Anna back down and allowed her to slump there and get up. She had managed not to release any cum, but was still covered with her opponents. She flexed off jokingly to the two bystanders to show she would have a piece of the winner of their fight next.