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I was proud of my restaurant, we weren't the biggest
in New Orleans, and we weren't the most famous, not by a long shot, but we
were working our way toward being the best. Some people had even got
around to noticing us. Some good local press and a few real positive
reviews were bringing in the crowds. Life was looking good.
That night, though, I was a bit nervous. Aileen and Susan were scheduled
to close and they had staring daggers at each other all night. It appeared
they both had the hots for the new bartender, Carlos. They were usually
among most my most reliable staff members. Aileen was a petite Cajun girl
with wavy brown hair and a dazzling smile. She managed the waitresses and
often Susan, our bar manager, had long dark hair that trailed down over
her slim shoulders. Her body build was a lot like Aileen's, short,
slender, cute tits, and nice tight butt. They were both in their early
thirties, you'd think by now they'd have more sense than to tangle over a
man. But, those looks were giving me worries.
I told Aileen I'd cover closing for her and she told me she had some
scheduling changes to make and really needed to be here.
When I spoke to Susan about covering for her, she said she really needed
to stay to go over some orders.
Those answers made me even more nervous.
What I finally decided to do was use my office. My office is a high tech
wonderland. I've got hidden cameras all over the restaurant.
I said my goodnights and circled through the back room to my office. The
staff was used to seeing the glow of the monitors under my door, I never
turned them off. I sat back watching the monitors as the final customers
left and the staff finished cleaning up. Finally there was just Susan and
Aileen left in the building. At first, things were looking good. Both were
in their separate spaces, working on paperwork. I was just about to
breathe a sigh of relief when Susan started over to the table Aileen was
working at. I'd already plugged in the headphones, all I had to do was
select that microphone.
"You ready to do this?" Susan asked with her hands on her hips.
Aileen looked up and returned the glare. "More ready than you'll ever be."
I prepared to barge out my door when they gave me a surprise. They headed
for the linen room and each grabbed an armful of tablecloths.
I sat back down and watched them spread out the tablecloths on the banquet
table in the back room. When they finished this task they both began
undressing. I was baffled but excited.
They stood facing each other completely naked. Aileen's cute little tits
still had an upward tilt, on the camera it looked like she had no aureole
around her light brown nipples. Susan's aureole were dark brown, her tits
were a bit bigger and hung a bit lower. They both had flat bellies and
firm round little butts but the most stunning thing they had in common was
that they both had shaved pussies.
"You know the rules?" Aileen asked
"No hair pulling, no punching or slapping, no clawing. Pussy to pussy
until the loser cums or gives up. Loser eats cunt. Winner gets a free hand
with Carlos" Susan replied.
" You got it babe, we sexfight until you cum or give up and I get a free
hand with Carlos."
"No way your pussy can beat mine, bitch!" Susan growled
"Prove it!" Aileen growled back.
They climbed up on the table and lay there on their sides. Spreading their
legs they moved towards each other until their naked pussies were in
contact. Susan began rubbing her cunt up against Aileen's cunt. Aileen was
rubbing up against Susan. My hand was rubbing up against my hard cock. I
set the boy free and began stroking as the girls slid their pussies
together with more and more force. It looked like they had each managed to
open the other's cunt lips and they were rubbing slit to slit as their
cunt lips kissed. They were rolling their hips to bring their pussy up
against the other's swollen clit. I could hear groans of exertion and
pleasure through my headset. Their tiny bodies were straining hard to gain
the sexual upper hand. They each were rubbing hands all over her
opponent's body, trying to excite her more. Breasts and asses seemed to be
the favored caressing zones in this strange but stimulating battle.
They now had their legs wrapped around each other, there was going to be
no escape from the pussy pressure each was applying. They were grinding
their wet cunts together, their thin backs looked like dangerous snakes
twisting and turning, each trying to bring the other off. Between the
groans and heavy breathing I could hear occasional soft moaning and the
light slurping sound of two wet pussies grinding together. I was getting
so worked up that I had to slow down my cock pumping. I didn't want to cum
before they finished. I now really wanted to see who was going to win.
They were each moaning, pressing harder and deeper, both of their faces
red and strained, both beginning to look a little desperate, a little
closer to the orgasm that would mean defeat.
All of a sudden, the battle took a new turn. The grinding became pumping.
Limited by being locked between her rival's strong legs, each still began
banging her cunt up against the other's sensitive pussy. Orgasm or
surrender had been the terms, it looked like each was afraid of cumming
first and was now trying to force a surrender. In the mutual leg lock
neither could get much leverage. What was meant to be a pussy pounding was
becoming a mutual fucking, their cunts thrusting together, rubbing,
separating and thrusting together again. From the sound of their moans and
groans, it appeared that it was causing each more pleasure than pain.
Their breaths were coming out in gasps, either total exhaustion or the
dreaded orgasm seemed likely for each of the tiny gladiators. They began
cunt fighting as if they knew this was the final push, that defeat or
victory was just a few moments away but still very much in the balance.
The sound of gasped threats, panting, groaning and pussies slapping
together blended in my headset.
"You're gonna cum...cum in my pussy"
"Fuck, you fucker...eat me, you're gonna...suck"
Their hips were now pistons, their cunts slapping frantically together
until Susan's legs squeezed even tighter around Aileen and her muscular
back arched.
I could hear Susan moan in both pleasure and despair as Aileen's
well-timed thrusts pushed her over the edge. The orgasm ripped through her
sweat-drenched body. Her legs loosened from around Aileen and the Cajun
rolled Susan flat on her back, still grinding her pussy into her
exhausted, beaten rival.
"Say it!" Aileen growled in a husky voice.
Susan was flat on her back, shaking her head. I thought I heard her
crying.
"Say it," Aileen commanded "or I'm gonna break your miserable cunt."
Freed from Susan's legs, Aileen's strong ass muscles clenched and
unclenched as she began pounding Susan's pussy with her own.
Susan was crying as she said, "I give up. Stop it, please, stop it."
Aileen moved over until her cunt was in Susan's face. She gently held
Susan by her long hair as she ground her pussy against Susan's tongue. My
cum spurted all over the office as I watched Aileen's cute ass shaking
with her own powerful orgasm.
As Aileen began getting dressed, the still naked Susan began hauling the
tablecloths over to the laundry basket. I quickly snuck out of my office
and headed for home. I knew I'd never forget catching that incredible
sexfight, I just hoped they would each be able to walk when they woke up. |
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