Date: Sun, 12 Dec 1999 06:48:27 GMT From: Sex Machine Subject: Titfighting: My Personal Sport Disclaimer Note: this is a story involving an erotic combative situation. If the thought of two girls fighting in an erotic manner disturbs you, turn back now. TITFIGHTING: BY SHANNON Hi, my name is Shannon. I am 20, about 5'5" or so, and a college girl. I have short, red hair, an ivory skin-tone and a firm, large pair of 34C breasts. I am also a lesbian who has been out for about four years. This story involves what I have heard called "tit-fighting". It is an erotic activity that I love. I first learned of this from my present girlfriend, Marion's, friend Dana. At the time we were both 18 and well-developed. Her 32Cs were very nice and she was about my height. Her hair was wirey and sandy-blonde, hanging down to the base of her neck. We had met at a bar, talked, and things were cool from then on. We had sex often, and enjoyed eating each other out or just masturbating together. However, a new fetish for us began one evening at a new club she had heard of. Marion was in a light-blue, spaghetti-strapped tanktop and a pair of jeans that hugged her tight little ass, and I wore a red, low-cut, thigh-high dress. Marion said a friend recommended it, saying she'd love the Friday-night entertainment. We got there and found out what that entertainment was. This was a lesbian bar where all sorts of dykes hung out. They also staged "best chest" battles every Friday night around 9:00. I was suprised, but excited to say the least. We took our seats at a small table and I looked over the jam-packed room. It wasn't a shack, but was more of a modest little establishment. The dining area was surrounding a large dance floor, but now this floor turned into an arena. The DJ of the night went out in the middle with a microphone and announced the bout. It involved a girl named Tina and one named Melanie. Tina looked about 22 or so, was a little taller than me, with a stocky build. She had long, black hair and a slightly tanned body. She was wearing a turquiose bikini, which her large, I'm guessing D-cup, breasts overflowed from. Her figure was rather firm and hard for a broad-shouldered girl, as her abs appeared flat and her ass looked shapely. Her competition, Melanie, had a similair build, except she had blonde hair and a pale skin-tone. Her body was just as shapely as Tina's, but her boobs were a little bigger. They began at opposite sides, both looking a little nervous, then they simultaneously charged forward. There was a loud thump as their large busts met with such force that both girls were bounced back a step. They locked hands and then slammed their boobs together numerous times. I was really getting wet and feeling horny as they slammed, leaned back, then slammed again. They moaned each time, then finally did one last slam. Then, with thier tits pressed hard together, they swished their busts back and forth, rubbing their hardened nipples across each other's breasts. This can be painful if done like that, and I assumed that the goal was to make your opponent submit. This continued for a minute or two, both girls stumbling around, hugging each other, and neither getting an advantage. I looked over at Marion to see her right hand down in her lap- she was masturbating to this! I smiled and continued watching, wishing I could be in there with Tina or Melanie. Finally, Melanie began shreiking and pulled back, then clenching her breats. Tina had one. With that, Marion stood, breathing heavy as she had apparently climaxed with the screaming, and stepped up to me. She whispered "Looks like fun, huh! Let's go back to my place and try it, Shay!" She stepped back, waiting for a response. I took one look at her soft boobs, her tits jutting out, and agreed. We made it back to her place, chatting away in the car about what we had seen, "Wow, I wonder what they got paid for that?", Marion let out excitedly. I was beginning to think she was interested in signing up. We went inside and walked to her bed-room giddily, like we were going to find some big suprise. We removed our clothes and stood in front of each other. Marion has a gorgeous body; a slim figure, perky little nipples, and a soft patch of dark-blonde pubic hair. We were unsure of how to start, so we kinda' fumbled around with our hands and arms until we locked hands. Then we began slowly bumping our breasts together. I had always loved doing this anyways, as this felt so good even with tops on, but now it seemed different. I began really putting some force behind my bumps, my large pale torpedoes ramming hers. "Oww, hey, you wanna' get rough, huh?" she said with a grin. We then began circling around, hands still locked, and really slamming tits. With each thrust her soft skin touched mine and our tits, like metal thimbles, swelled further with each touch. Finally I got her against the side wall and pinned her, bombarding her large rack with my own. I finally covered her breasts with mine, our soft stomachs pressing together, and said "Well baby, looks like I win!", giving a triumphant smile. "Oh no ya' don't...I haven't given up!" she said, then ungrasping my palms and putting her arms under mine up behind me, pulling me into her further. Our torsos were now a melt of ivory skin and she began really rubbing and grinding those hard tits into my breasts. "Ohh..stop it..hey...I mean it!" I moaned out as she dominated our contest, as I wasn't able to get much of a grip on her due to her back being against the wall. I felt her leg wrap around mine and her pussy press into mine, our crotches grinding together. I was getting off and began to weaken to her erotic assault. I finally collapsed onto her, my head resting on her shoulder. She began to laugh and gently pushed me down to the soft carpet floor. I was on my back, breathing heavily, and she squatted down on top of me. She straddled me, pinning my hands as I had done to her, and saying "So..ya' think I could've taken Tina at the club?" I laughed and kissed her. We made out for a while, then got dressed and she declared what I'll never forget "Oh, Shannon, I'm gonna' go see about it. Check ya' later!" With that she left, and the rest, including