Well I packed up my little Sunfire car and headed out early on this
      beautiful spring day hoping to get in a full day's ride. The trip began
      virtually uneventful and boring. I even nodded off to sleep from time to
      time while driving. Thats when I thought I should find a rest area. The
      most exciting part of the trip so far, was another woman driving by
      herself and I would pass her and she would pass me. This helped to break
      up the monotony of the drive. I later pulled off at a rest area to have a
      pee and take a needed break. I noticed the woman in the other car pulled
      into to the rest area as well. I did my bathroom thing and then sat out on
      the park bench to enjoy the sounds of the birds and have a cigarette. I
      didn't see her go into the bathroom but I noticed her when she came out.

      She came over and sat on the bench beside me and lit up a cigarette. We
      made small talk about the birds and the weather and the long drive. She
      lived in Ohio and it so happened that she was on her way to Florida as
      well, Jacksonville I think she said and she was regretting that she didn't
      fly instead since she's a little uneasy about the long drive. I told her I
      felt the same way but was looking forward to seeing some sights along the
      way. To describe her, I figured her to be around 45yrs old, maybe a little
      older.

      Heck you can't tell the age of people these days, at least I can't. I know
      that she was much older than me. At 21, everyone looks older. At any rate,
      she certainly looked good for an older woman. She was slim, around 5'6",
      slightly taller than me. She was wearing tight fitting CK jeans, a pair of
      Nike runners, and a plain white T-shirt neatly tucked in that emphasized
      waist line and her breasts protruded out just slightly under her slightly
      loose fitting T-shirt.

      She wore a dark blue silk jacket and she had it undone. I'm thinking, for
      an older woman she sure has perky looking breasts and wondered if they
      were real or just her bra doing an exceptional job. She was slightly
      slimmer in the ass than I was which just further confirmed to me that my
      butt was too big. I could see from her jewelry make-up that she was well
      to do. I admired her appearance and could see that she looked after
      herself, with her nails just perfect, her hair nicely set, and cut just
      above her shoulders. This lady was classy. Most of all in that very short
      period of time that we spoke, I was impressed by her bubbly and positive
      attitude. I like being around positive people, maybe because I'm so unsure
      of myself I tend to feed off the positive atmosphere.

      When she spoke, to me, she symbolized the portrait of an ideal, classy and
      graceful woman. The type of adults I admire most. Her make-up looked like
      it was done professionally and I noticed that she wasn't wearing a wedding
      ring. Not that it was important but it's just something I noticed. In all,
      she was a very classy and attractive woman and I was sure that even at her
      age she was still causing a few men's heads to turn.

      We finished our cigarettes and she introduced herself as Cindy. I told her
      that my name was Rose, I said "its short for Roseanne". She suggested that
      since we're going in the same direction, we could stick together on the
      road and that way watch out for each other in case of car trouble or
      whatever. I thought that was a wonderful idea and I would feel more secure
      especially since I've recently has some car trouble. She thought it to be
      a good idea as well. We hit the road, and after about 3 hours more of
      driving, she signaled that she was going to pull off at the next exit.

      We fueled up and pulled into the restaurant next door for a bite to eat.
      We ordered diner and a glass of wine. "At least it wasn't a dry county,"
      she said. I agreed and I felt pretty cool now that I was drinking legally.
      Not that I could never get a false I.D. before but now I didn't need it.
      As we ate our diner we talked about everything and anything. She asked me
      all sorts of questions. What I liked, what bands I like, my dislikes, my
      ambitions, my goals and my life. Cindy appeared to be genuinely interested
      in knowing about me and I liked that since I didn't really have any close
      "best girlfriend" to talk to. No one has ever taken the time to get to
      know me. I guess that goes both ways though.

      This woman made me feel pretty good about myself. Looking back, I suppose
      I was a very naive and impressionable 21 year old. I asked her a few
      questions about herself and Cindy told me that she has been a widow for
      the last 5 years, her two grown boys just moved to Florida and now at 48,
      she's finding it lonely by herself. She has a few friends but with all the
      moving around her husband did for work while he was alive, she was never
      able to firm down a close and true friend. She explained that although at
      first impression, most people view her as being very confident and
      professional, Cindy confessed that she actually felt rather insecure about
      herself. It wasn't until after her husband died that she became a stronger
      person. She said that time and experience can be great teachers. That blew
      me away! I could relate to her so well. It was like she understood exactly
      how I felt about things. Well after listening to her experiences, I knew
      there's so much more in my life to experience. After hearing about her
      experiences I actually wasn't feeling so depressed and could see my own
      personal problems much so smaller now than they were this morning.

      We paid the bill and she asked me if I was planning to stop for the night
      or try driving right through. I said "actually I hadn't made up my mind
      but that I guess I really should find a room for the night,"

      "and try getting an early start in the morning." She said that that was
      her plan. Neither of us felt like driving at night anyway. I told her I
      was on a tight budget so I had to find something inexpensive. She
      chuckled, "Yes I know how that is" she said. It was already 6:00pm, we
      agreed we might as well try for a room right across the street at the
      Hampton Inn.

      When we checked at the front desk, only room available was a no smoking
      room with one king-size bed. The clerk didn't think there were any rooms
      available in the immediate area since there was some spring flower
      festival of some sort going on. This presented a decision for me. I
      considered quickly to let her have the room and I would just keep on
      driving. We looked at each other, she noticed my concerned look and waited
      for me to decide. "Go ahead and take the room," I said "I'll just keep
      driving I guess" I really didn't feel like driving anymore tonight I
      thought. Then she said, "don't be silly," we can share the room if you
      don't mind, my treat"

      "That's very kind of you but really you don't have to inconvenience
      yourself for me."

      "nonsense," she said it's no bother at all," and with that, she turned to
      the desk clerk and said "we'll take it." Turning back to me with her now
      familiar smile she said "besides it's either this or that dreadful drive."
      As for me, I didn't mind at all, since my finances were low and I didn't
      want to stay in some rest area part of the night, this would be perfect.
      Besides, I thought it would be fun, she's a really nice lady. I liked my
      newly found friend. She was pretty cool, more like a big sister or close
      friend than just another adult.

      We got up to our room on the second floor and I was feeling a little
      excitement since I've only been in a hotel on two other occasions with my
      parents when I was very young. I was thinking to myself how grown up and
      sophisticated I was feeling right about now and how considerate Cindy has
      been. I thought it pretty cool that in such a short time, Cindy and I had
      become friends. I especially liked how comfortable I was talking to her.
      Like I said, she made me feel good about myself, like I was on her level.
      Putting it all together in my mind as I climbed the stairs to our room
      with this older woman in front of me, almost a stranger yet a friend, I
      felt a wave of excitement come over me.

      Anyway, we got to the room and I had never seen a king size bed before. It
      was huge! I said " I could get lost in that thing" Cindy laughed at the
      expression on my face and said "then we'd have to send a search party out
      for you." We unpacked a few things, put out our make-up bags, and hung up
      some clothes for tomorrow. I couldn't help admiring some of her clothes as
      she systematically hung them in the closet. She folded her fine lingerie
      neatly as she placed them in the drawer. Then she plopped down on the bed
      letting out a gasp of relief and I sat on the sofa feeling relaxed.

      "So do you want to watch TV?" I asked figuring it was too early for bed.
      She suggested we try out the pool. After a long drive and a refreshing
      swim, we'd sleep like babies. "Great idea" I said as I dug for my new
      bathing suit and moved toward the bathroom. I had just bought a new
      two-piece for this trip and was dying to try it on. It was black and I
      thought, apart from my chunky butt, I looked great in it. I looked at
      myself in the mirror in the bathroom as I adjusted the straps thinking not
      bad. I felt a little self conscious though now realizing that I would be
      barely dressed in the presents of an almost perfect stranger but then
      again I reasoned, we're both woman and she would be changing into her suit
      as well so what's the big deal. When I came out of the bathroom, Cindy's
      face lit up and she commented how lovely I looked in that bikini and that
      black was defiantly my color.

      My face turned red with embarrassment but I did enjoy the compliment,
      especially coming from her. I said thanks and told her I had just bought
      it. I showed her the cool little adjustable snap clips on the sides of the
      bikini bottoms, she said "how neat! easy on, easy off model eh?" we
      giggled. Cindy had already changed into her suit and had been doing some
      final adjustments in front of the mirror just as I came out of the
      bathroom. I caught a quick glimpse of her as she adjusted herself and I
      must admit, I enjoyed the peak. I thought she looked sexy! I said "geez I
      hope I look as good as you do when I'm 48. She smiled and said thanks but
      that I looked great and would defiantly look better than her at 48 any
      day! Cindy had complimented so many times today I lost co I felt myself
      get flush again and I hopped she didn't notice. With both of us changed
      into our suits, we donned our wraps, and towels, and headed for the pool.

      It was an indoor pool and surprisingly to us, it was deserted. We were the
      only ones in there. With the hotel being at full capacity, Cindy had
      expected it to be crowded. Cindy commented "great! I hate it when the
      pools are crowded I feel so self-conscious," I'm thinking to myself, ya
      right! "It's usually occupied with screaming kids or old fat businessmen
      that constantly undress you with their eyes." She says. "Some of those old
      guys can be such pigs, it really turns me off."

      "Yea" I said, "I get that sometimes and I hate it to. I don't mind the
      younger hunks checking me out but then they get rude or some of those old
      farts at the mall or wherever can be such perverts." She gave me that knowing nod.

      Tonight, being around Cindy, I was really feeling grown up and mature. She
      had a way about her that made me feel safe and comfortable. I knew I could
      talk to her about almost anything. Since losing my job and my boyfriend,
      I've felt inadequate and immature but today, well not today.
      Being around Cindy was good for me.

      Cindy took off her wrap and laid it on a chair with her towel. She walked
      to the poolside with a little wiggle in her steps almost as if she was
      purposely exaggerating her sway. Cindy stepped down into the water. She
      was really quite slender with hardly an ounce of noticeable fat on her.
      Her figure still exhibited those envious curves and yes, I envied her. For
      some reason the thought of Boticcelli's Venus, the sculpture that I
      selected to write about in one of my art classes came to mind. I didn't
      realize then but I was staring at her.

      "I bet you get a lot of young hunks and old farts checking you out Rose"
      she said as she stepped into the water and turned to face me. I was a
      little embarrassed thinking she noticed me staring. For a moment I had
      been mesmerized at the site of this classy lady in her two-piece. I was
      noticing again just how attractive and how confident of a woman Cindy was.
      I was admiring her and thinking how I would like to be more like her. Her
      yellow two-piece contrasted against her tanned figure and I wondered if I
      would be able to wear a bikini like that when I was her age. Like I said,
      although she was much older than me, her figure didn't look her age.

      She looked up at me and said "come on in, the water's warm." By now I had
      removed my wrap and to my embarrassment, my nipples were hard from the
      cool air. I think she noticed that! I tried to jump in as quickly as I
      could. I knew the air was a little cool but it was more than just cool air
      that hardened my nipples. I never considered myself to be very attractive
      but being around Cindy, with her positive attitude and self esteem biulding
      compliments she showered me with, made me feel better about who I was.
      I began to swim around. I think I was developing a school girl crush on her.
      I'm thinking this is crazy, it's another woman, I hardly know her, for God's
      sakes she's old enough to be my Mother.

      Maybe it's because she's so mature or maybe I'm mistaking admiration for lust.
      Whatever, I was getting that familiar tingling feeling down there and began to panic.

      We swam around a little. Cindy was trying out some swim strokes. We had a
      one-lap race, and I think she let me win. We splashed around and from time
      to time, we wrestled in the water to try and make the other fall. We were
      carrying on just like a couple of kids! Cindy would swim under water to
      see how long she could hold her breath before coming up for air and
      sometimes, while swimming underwater, she would bump into me or touch me
      by mistake with her arm or leg. Once she even bumped her head into my butt
      underwater. When that happened, she popped up and said "sorry! I had my
      eyes closed." I thought nothing of it. I was having fun, but with each touch
      I felt electricity buzz through me and I liked it. It had been sometime
      since I've had a smile on my face and I was actually enjoying myself.

      I was swimming underwater as well to try and beat her record for holding
      our breath. I found myself using that opportunity to sneak a peak at
      Cindy. I especially enjoyed watching her doing the crawl as her legs
      opened and closed underwater and I allowed my imagination to soar into thoughts
      that were outside of any experiences I've ever had. I even thought of swimming
      up to her underwater and bumping into her gently like she did to me but I
      chickened out.

      Really, I thought to myself, Cindy was a pretty hot looking woman.
      Now for me, it had been awhile since I had any sex at all other
      than with my favorite toys which I kept well hidden in my room so my mom wouldn't
      find them. Heck! I've been so desperate lately that once I even considered
      trying to get the dog to fuck me but that thought left me just as fast as
      it came up. Needless to say, I was horny at the initial thought and I was horny now.

      Maybe that had something to do with the way I admired Cindy but I knew
      then that I was attracted to this woman and I didn't know what to do about it.
      I quickly dismissed the thought and came up for air. To get away, I complained about
      the kinks in my neck from driving and with that I jumped out of the pool
      into the bubbling hot tub. She said "great idea" I'm right behind you. We
      floated and relaxed together in the hot tub in silence. I could feel her
      feet touching my legs in the water as we allowed our bodies to just float
      and relax. Unintentionally, my feet and legs would casually float and touch
      her and Cindy didn't seem to notice. I was becoming light headed, I suspect
      from the hot tub and the change in temperature from the pool so I decided to
      head for the sauna as a final stop before taking a shower.

      I lay flat out on my tummy with my arms folded underneath my head on the
      top bench in the sauna. Alone, now I could collect my feelings about
      what's happening. The heat from the sauna felt good. In my mind I'm
      thinking I'm letting my imagination run wild. This woman has no interest
      in me that way. Hell what am I saying, I've never even looked at a woman
      that way before. This is crazy!

      Just as I was about to doze off, Cindy came in. She scooted up to the
      bench below mine and began to message my shoulders. She startled me at
      first then whispered in her bubbly manner, "this should loosen those
      kinks, a hot sauna and good message does it for me every time."

      After the long day of driving, the message felt good.
      I was feeling so relaxed, I let out an involuntary moan and hoped she didn't hear it.

      Cindy continued to message my shoulders and neck. She would move her hands
      down my back, across my shoulder blades, and from time to time her hands
      would move to the sides of my ribs and lower back, then back up to my
      shoulders. I couldn't help it, I was getting very horny. Crazy thoughts
      raced through my mind of getting a full body message in the nude by this
      woman. My skin was wet and slippery from the steam and her skilled hands
      felt like silk as they moved effortlessly over my body.
      I secretly hoped that this is what she had in mind.
     
      My hormones were getting the better of me. I decided right there and then
      that if anything was going to happen, I was going to go along with it. I
      wanted something to happen, I wanted it to go somewhere, I needed affection,
      I wanted Cindy!

      I felt so relaxed as she rubbed her hands up and down my sweaty back. Then
      she caught her finger on my bikini strap and broke a nail.

      "Shit!" she says, "I broke my nail, unclip your top so I don't break any more,
       it's getting in the way." She requested quietly and with a casual tone.

      I lifted my lazy head slightly and asked her to do it.
      I reasoned to her that that I can't be responsible for any more broken nails
      but I'm too comfortable to move.

      "If you can't work around it then unclip it." I said.

      Cindy easily unclasped my bikini top strap and I was feeling calm and free
      with out my restricting top cutting into me. Cindy continued to massage
      my back and her hands would move much closer this time to the sides of my
      tits actually brushing and lightly touching them. I was in a daze.
      When her hands brushed close to the side of my globes again,
      I would instinctively raise myself slightly so that she could get to them better
      and she did, but ever so subtle. Cindy also began to message in close to my
      inner thighs. Her hands would move along the inside of my legs, around the
      outside and up again to my back. Each time she would message my inner thighs, I would
      again ease myself up just a little and spread my legs just a little more hoping
      she would go further but being to obvious about it.

      Cindy then undid the clasps at the sides of my bottoms and started to
      laugh.

      She said "ok you can get up now"

      Still in a lazy daze, I looked at her with a sly smile and said jokingly,

      "You witch! that's not very nice!."

      I twisted slightly and went re-clip my bikini bottoms but forgot about my
      top being undone before sitting up. Startled that my top had not come up off
      the bench with my body, I covered my breasts with my crossed arms and we both started to
      laugh.

      Cindy was on the bench rolling over with laughter at the look on my
      face. I quickly put my top back on. "Ok you rat!" I said, "I'll get you back!."

Continued: on part 2

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Two interesting examples of this are Sadie Thorne and Alice Smithe. Each was blessed with a body of unspeakable beauty and yet inside they were greedy and arrogant to the core, leading them eventually to very unpleasant fates.

Sadie Thorne was the carefree wife of a powerful businessman who owned many of the casinos that seem to grow like weeds along the beaches of Koratiki. She had unlimited amounts of money through her husband and enjoyed nothing more than laying about on the beach in a revealing bathing suit to tan her skin and show off her eye-catching body.

Alice Smithe was a self-made-woman filled with ambition and lust for power. She made her first million by 20 and several more by 21, greatly aided by her astonishing beauty. She travelled the world enjoying her success by being adventurous and powerful.

Part 1: Pursuit

These two women met on Koratiki when Alice was 28 and Sadie was 25. Both women were participating in a beach beauty contest and they both fully expected to win.

Alice was the fit and active one of the pair and she started that day with a few casual games of beach volleyball. She had just arrived on the island the previous night but already she was looking for action. She laughed and wore a broad grin, showing her perfect white teeth as she and three other women smacked the ball back and forth across the net. Her dark hair flowed about her shoulders as she moved and she had a tough and dignified beauty, her eyes a pale blue, her face thin with narrow chin and a delicate, straight nose. The sand felt perfect on her bare feet, smooth and warm. Her beachwear of choice was her skimpy thong bikini and a revealing T-shirt, cut high to show of her powerful abs and smooth back. Her shirt was loose enough to leave her breasts to the imagination, which was just the way she liked it.

She wiped a little sweat from her forehead, but she had not gotten a real workout. She was barely even warmed up by the end of the game. Of course, she won. In fact, she had completely dominated that game just as she dominated everything and everyone in her life. She seemed impossibly athletic, her long legs rippling with lean muscles as she casually stepped into the waves. She sat down and felt the warm, wet sand under her bare ass, then began to massage her legs in the sea water, working out the tension from her volleyball match.

A moan of pleasure escaped her lips as she felt her own perfect body against the tips of her fingers. She loved how toned and sculpted her body seemed and was proud that she had worked so hard for every subtle curve. Every curve except her bosom, of course. She was as happy with her breasts as any girl, but she much preferred to be admired for any other part of her body.

Sadie was working on her tan. She was wearing as tiny a bikini as she could manage, giving the whole world a perfect view of her bronzed skin, smooth body, and most of all, her magnificent breasts. She moaned happily as she felt the oil flow over every inch of her skin and she rubbed it in with great pleasure.

Her eyes were closed behind her sun glasses. She did not need to see the envious looks that she got when she began kneading her own breasts and massaged them with tanning oil; just knowing that people were admiring her was enough that day. She had everything any woman could want.

She had looks: startling, deep green eyes, fluffy blonde hair and a cute, almost girlish face. Her cheeks were slightly rounded and her nose was little and upturned.

She was sexy: her ass was plump and firm, riding high and swaying when she walked while her breasts bounced just the right amount. Those orbs of flesh she was so proud of had earned her the title of 'Queen of the Beach'. They were not incredibly large, nearly a D cup (but still too small to actually buy such a large bra, she would often note with annoyance), but they were exceptionally firm and shapely, jutting out from her chest proudly with or without a bra, making them extremely eye-catching for their size.

And finally: she had more money than most people would even dream of. This was a woman who could eat condor eggs for breakfast for a year with money that she would not bother bending down to pick up off the street.

To put it simply, Sadie Thorne was the most attractive, most popular, most powerful girl on the beach and she always got everything that she wanted.

It was at that moment that she realized exactly what she wanted. Her eyes went wide and she lowered her sunglasses as she stared at the incredible beauty walking down the sand past her chair to sit in the gentle surf. Sadie could not make out Alice's face through the flowing brown hair, but there was a wonderful view of the woman's defined backside, her muscular ass, her unbelievably sexy legs. The young sunbather felt her sun-baked cheeks grow even hotter, flushed as she saw Alice stroking those legs and Sadie wanted nothing more than to touch that amazing body.

Sadie grinned suddenly and sat up in her chair. Still watching but shifting her sunglasses up so that no one would see her staring. She licked her lips and she decided that this new girl on the beach would be Sadie's new best friend. She wondered for a brief moment why this newcomer had walked right by with barely a glance at Sadie's gleaming, sexy form. Everyone, even women, admired Sadie; it was an unwritten law of the beach.

By the time Sadie had pondered unknowables and gotten her fill of just staring in awe at the athletic body, Alice had already moved on, walking away down the beach. Sadie shook her head in wonder and did not follow. Even though Sadie had not gotten a glimpse of Alice's face, that body was unmistakable and Sadie felt confident that she would be seeing it again. She would keep her eyes open and be ready for it next time.

The time came far sooner than Sadie had expected. As the sun rose high in the sky and caused the sand to turn shimmering white with heat, the bare skin of all the beautiful wealthy people gleaming, it came time for the beauty contest that was held four times a year on Alice's beach. Such events were very popular recreation on Koratiki and every beach had something similar, where any girl who looked the least bit good in a swimsuit would come together and show off. It had never occurred to Sadie that the sculpted brunette she had been drooling over would naturally be there.

Sadie strolled into the preparation area and found herself staring at that amazing backside again as Alice chatted pleasantly with some other competitors. The preparation area was little more than a glorified women's locker room, used everyday by swimmers and sunbathers to store their clothes and clean off the sand, but today it was reserved for this little contest.

Sadie felt her cheeks growing hot again and she stopped dead in her tracks, staring transfixed at that perfectly formed ass. She felt her heart race and she was very thankful for her sunglasses, so no one could see the state she was in.

She swallowed hard and then walked in amongst the other girls, Sadie's strides carefully casual while she could not drag her eyes away from Alice. Sadie got a look at Alice's toned abs and brilliant blue eyes and was not disappointed, but she could not help but be frustrated at the rather poor view of Alice's breasts. Sadie moved closer, trying to make out the shape of the bosom beneath that large top, but before Sadie could join the conversation, Alice was moving on, making her way to the shower area past a small tiled divider.

A dry taste filled Sadie's mouth and a shiver went through her as she watched Alice flick away the cut-off T-shirt, then slide the thong down her unbelievable legs and kick it away. Sadie followed quickly but only managed to get a look at Alice's nude back before losing her beyond the shower wall.

She could feel her hands trembling as she struggled to strip off her own bathing suit, nearly ripping the skimpy little thing as her dark eyes dashed around, looking at the other girls. She noticed that none of the others seemed as eager to catch a glimpse of the naked beauty as Sadie did and for an instant she wondered about her own sexuality, despite the fact that she had a husband and many other secret male lovers.

Her thoughts were cut short as she felt her bosom bouncing free and the warm air on her bare sex. She bit her lip and took the plunge, striding into the show area where warm water flowed down like a river and sheeted across Alice's smooth skin.

The younger woman almost groaned at the way she was being teased, for once again she was faced with that sculpted and athletic backside as Alice ran water through her hair, cleaning off every trace of sand from her body and preparing to look her best.

Sadie swallowed her frustration and stepped up to the showerhead beside Alice, then began the same procedure on her own tanned skin and blonde hair. She kept her eyes on that amazing body, transfixed and trying to burn a whole through Alice's slick and gleaming back. She almost shuddered in pleasure as she caught a glimpse of a very shapely curve of Alice's breast under one arm.

Then suddenly Alice's eyes were upon Sadie, looking over a muscular shoulder, staring back and flicking up and down Sadie's nude body. Alice raised an eyebrow and said with a touch of annoyance, "May I help you?"

Heat filled Sadie's cheeks like never before and then her eyes widened as she realized that she had taken off her sunglasses! Alice had seen Sadie staring.

Alice waited patiently for a response, keeping her back turned in a dignified pose, now with one hand on her hip as the warm water flowed over her every muscular curve. Sadie was flustered and it felt like her heart would burst from her chest, then she managed to say, "What? Oh! I'm sorry. Was I staring? I guess I was just lost in thought."

A light laugh flowed with the water and Alice rolled her eyes, then said with amusement, "Maybe you should wait until I've got some clothes on before getting lost again."

Sadie blushed and hoped that her heavy breathing was not noticed as her eyes lingered on Alice for a long moment more. Just as Alice was about to become annoyed, Sadie casually asked, "I haven't seen you around here before. Is this your first time in this contest?"

"Oh, I've been in a lot of beauty contests," said Alice with a shrug, "One in South America had especially brutal competition, but I always win."

That took Sadie by surprise and she suddenly grinned, flicking her eyes up and down that beautiful backside, then pushing her breasts forward so that the water flowed off her rack in little waterfalls and saying confidently, "Oh really? Then I'll be glad for the competition! I've won this one every time for the last 5 years, but maybe it will be close this time!"

Suddenly, Alice turned and her firm breasts swayed into view as she came to face Sadie, taking a step to bring the two women closer together. Sadie's eye bulged and she stumbled back, almost losing her balance as the sight which she had been waiting for came to her eyes so unexpectedly.

Alice laughed and put her hand on her hips as she saw her opponent back off, then said with a smirk, "Oh really? Well, I'm sorry to disappoint you, but it won't be close at all. You don't know this, but I'm a businesswoman and to get ahead in business, you have to crush the competition. I always crush the competition."

The younger woman just gaped and stared for a long moment, her face turning red and her chin hanging limp, then she finally managed to stammer, "They...You...They're so big!"

There was a long silence as Alice blinked in confusion for a moment, then rolled her head back in a groan, causing her large breasts to bounce gently. She finally said in a low voice, "Please tell me that you aren't talking about my tits."

But Sadie said nothing; she just stared and gaped, those dark green eyes locked on Alice's naked breasts and the large pink nipples that quivered with Alice's every move.

"Listen, babe," snapped Alice, poking two fingers into Sadie's chest, "I don't like you and I'm going to roll right over you to win this contest. I don't care if you're Miss America; you're not winning this," then Alice strode out of the shower room, giving Sadie a hard bump as the two women's shoulders collided. Alice's muscular body shoved Sadie out of the way as if she were made of paper. The young, rich, naked woman landed splayed out with a splash on her ass on the shower floor, still stunned by the sight of the naked Alice.

Part 2: Contest and Conquest

The women got changed in an awkward silence, the others seeming to sense that something was going on between Alice and Sadie, but none dared to ask.

Alice looked over her competitors with a stern glare. There were many with trim, athletic bodies, but none even close to her level of fitness. Several had pretty faces, but they always had some flaw. One's hips were too wide, another's belly was rounded, and yet another had an ass so big that Alice had to struggle to keep from laughing. None of them had breasts that were anything special, except for Sadie.

As those stern eyes turned to Sadie, Sadie's gaze flicked guiltily away from Alice's breasts and the younger woman blushed deeply. Alice just smirked and shook her head in disgust. It would be a great pleasure to beat this one. Images of herself being given the trophy and standing over Sadie filled Alice's mind and she grinned at the thought.

Sadie could not believe what she was seeing. She couldn't stop looking at those perfect breasts. They were the largest she had ever seen, meaning little more than that they were larger than her own, that much she was sure of. Despite their obvious weight, they were not sagging in the slightest, so firm and round on this athletic woman.

She knew that it would be a tough battle, but she did not seriously considered that she might lose to this newcomer. She had faced pretty girls before, even ones that she was very attracted to, but she always won this contest. It was never even close. This contest was hers as if she owned it, just like this beach and everyone on it belonged to her.

Looking in the mirror and admiring her reflection, her bosom pushed out, she made sure that her makeup was perfect and that her bikini was arranged in just the right manner to show off her best assets. After one last worried glance at her rival's breasts, Sadie turned away from the other girls and quickly tucked a pair of silicone breast enhancers into the cups of her bikini. It was nothing huge, but it might be an edge that she would need so she could not risk going without.

All the women wore swimsuits, most with thongs tight against their asses, though the one with the largest bottom wore something more conservative to cover her huge behind. Even Alice wore a skimpy top, the fine black fabric clinging to her orbs and standing out around her large nipples.

Once everyone was ready and all their makeup applied, they lined up at the door and walked casually out onto the beach, showing off their legs with long, smooth strides. As the first women emerged into the hot sun, an announcer begin to blare through a speaker, calling out the events of the contest like a wild radio DJ.

"Heyo! Everyone come down to the hottest spot on the beach because the 54th quarter-annual Southwest Beach Beauty Contest is about to begin! The babes are all lined up and coming out of their dressing room and don't they look great! Come on everyone, let's give them a big hand!"

The crowd had gathered thick and Sadie wore a big grin as she thrust her arms into the air and cheered with the onlookers. She turned her body around so that they could all get a good look at her creamy soft skin and her silky smooth curves. She made her breasts bounce and jiggle and then wiggled her bare, round butt, causing the crowed the cheer louder and louder, urging her on.

The announcer declared the names and numbers of every contestant as they walked past the crowd, then, "As you all know, this is only the first round of this contest; we've got three chances to check out these lovely ladies today! Coming right up, the swimsuit contest where we see just how much a lady can cram into how small a swimsuit! After that, we've got the swimming contest and everyone's favorite, the wet T-shirt contest!"

The crowd cheered wildly and Sadie loved having every eye on her nearly naked body, showing that she had nothing to hide. But still, each woman had her turn. They walked one-at-a-time into a clearing in the sand, marked off by a rope fence. Each got to show her stuff for a short time, then make way for the next. As each swimsuit clad girl appeared, the announcer made a silly comment, keeping the crowd excited.

"Oh, wow! What a set of legs! Do those go on forever, or what?!"

"Oh, man! This chick is one hungry looking babe!"

Alice smiled brightly and flexed her long, shapely legs as she strode with total confidence into the circle of the roaring crowd. She smirked and turned and stroked her hand up her side to cup her large breast, but then blushed brightly as the announcer called out, "Holy cow! Look at the size of those things!"

She ground her teeth and glared up at the electronic speaker that hung from a wooden tower, and everyone laughed, but she would not let it stop her. She made one final pass, strutting around the outside edge of the clearing and showing her perfect teeth in a nice smile. She waved to the crowd cheerfully, right up until one anonymous hand reached out from the writhing crowd and grabbed one of her breasts.

The firm flesh of her breast was squeezed tightly, then again, honking her boob a few times before releasing and pulling back, almost taking her whole skimpy top with it as she yanked herself away. Her chest bounced wildly and she blushed bright red, then covered her breasts with her arms and ran quickly back to the changeroom.

"Whoa, folks! I don't think we've seen this much action in a long long time! Whoever that was, we're all wishing we were you! But now, last but not least, the great, the glorious, the beautiful Sadie Thorne, this contest's greatest champion, with 19 consecutive victories. All you ugly ducklings out there had better bow to your betters; here she is!"

Sadie made the same moves for the crowd that she made every time. She had it down to a fine art, showing off the way her breasts moved, wiggling her rear. She even circled the clearing the way Alice had, but of course no grasping hands appeared for Sadie. She assumed that it was because the people knew who ruled this beach.

"Let's hear it for all our lovely ladies!"

When Sadie arrived back in the preparation area, she was surprised to find that Alice was missing. That had only a few minutes to get ready for the swimming contest and all the other women were busy changing into more streamlined swimsuits.

She took a quick glance out the back door and then grinned. Alice as standing outside away from the crowds and the beach, her body clenched tight, seething in anger. Her fists were balled and trembling. Sadie stepped outside a little nervously, then said softly, "Are you alright?" searching back to remember what the announcer had said when listing all the names, "Alice?"

Alice roared and slammed a fist into the side of the dressing-house, causing the boards to buckle and split, then she snarled, "Those bastards! I'm going to fucking kill them!"

A heat began to build deep within Sadie and her cheeks turned a little red. She studied the way Alice's breasts bounced and swayed with her violent, trembling body. Sadie was in love with the body of a goddess and it was right here before her, so close she could touch it. She smiled, confident now that she would win the contest easily; that worry could be put aside and more important things could be tended to.

A soft hand touched Alice's shoulder and she looked up in surprise to see Sadie's eyes were caring and sympathetic. The cute girl said solemnly, "They are fools, Alice. They have no respect for a beautiful body. I should know; they are like that with me, too. Don't waste your time on them."

Alice was surprised to find her anger draining out into those bottomless green eyes. She did not resist when Sadie came close and slowly embraced. A deep sigh flowed out of Alice's tense body and she leaned against Sadie and felt the younger girl's warm breasts press firm on her arm.

"This contest is nothing," said Sadie in a soft and soothing voice, "It's not televised. It probably won't even be in the local papers. It's just for fun. Relax and enjoy it." She stroked the larger woman's shoulder, gently massaging away the tension from the large muscles she found there.

The strings of Alice's bikini pulled tight as she sighed deeply again and laid her head on Sadie's shoulder, then said wearily, "I know...It's just that I'm sensitive about my boobs, that's all."

While Alice half-closed her eyes and relaxed into the gentle hug, Sadie was free to stare down into Alice's cleavage without being noticed. It was still amazing, how flawless those breasts were despite being so large. They looked perfectly symmetrical and exactly round, almost to a fault. She could see the tents in the bikini top where Alice's nipples seemed to always stand out from her body.

Sadie stroked fingers through the silky soft brunette hair, finding it amazingly nice to touch, then said gently, "I know just what you mean. I've always hated the way people stare at my breasts because they are so big." It was just a little white lie.

A groan rolled through Alice's body, as if at a bad joke, then she rolled her eyes and shifted positions. They sat down together on the soft sand, Sadie's breasts pressed into Alice's back as Alice sat on Sadie's lap with Sadie's arms around her. Alice smirked and said sarcastically, "Oh yeah, you've got really big breasts."

"Oh? You don't think so?" laughed Sadie playfully, bringing her hands up to gently cup Alice's breasts. Sadie blushed as she felt hard nipples against her palms and her heart-rate jumped, especially when Alice did not pull away. "If mine are so small, how big are yours?"

Alice rolled her head back and giggled, pushing her bosom more firmly into Sadie's hands, then Alice said casually, "I've got a 40 inch bust with D cup breasts." She said it quickly and easily, as if she had been expecting the question.

"Oh, I could wear D cups if I wanted to," mentioned Sadie while slowly kneading Alice's breasts, "I just prefer a snug fit."

The breasts quivered as Alice gave a playful groan and reached back to stroke the side of one of Sadie's breasts then say with a smirk, "You've got to be kidding. Your tits are nothing like mine. You've got nice, ordinary boobs; mine are huge! I..." Her words were cut off by the feeling of a hand between her legs, stroking against the fabric of her thong. Her eyes widened and she looked down in shock through the cleavage of her bosom to the delicate fingers that were probing her.

She squirmed, shifting her hips, trying to pull away, but Sadie's fingers persisted, rubbing more and more firmly until she began to feel wetness leaking through the thong and Alice said breathily, "What are you doing?!"

"Nothing. Doesn't it feel good?" There was a mischievous smile on Sadie's cute lips.

There was a loud groan of pleasure from Alice's lips and she shivered, then her eyes went wide and she suddenly turned to face Sadie, "Hey! I'm not a lesbian!" Alice gasped as she felt her breasts accidently bump against the younger woman's.

"Neither am I," said Sadie with a smile and rubbed her breasts against Alice, "But I'm sometimes curious; especially when I'm around you," Sadie's lips going pouty, "Haven't you ever been curious?"

Alice swallowed hard and felt her cheeks growing hot. She knew that she was blushing as she knelt on all fours over Sadie. Alice's heart began to pound as she realized that she had nothing to say. Her mind raced for an answer, but Sadie was not waiting.

There was a snap and Alice suddenly felt a warm breeze flow between her legs. She shivered and realized that Sadie has broken the thong that had covered Alice's sex. Alice still did nothing. She bit her lip and arched her back as she felt the fingers push into the soft flesh, massaging and stroking.

Alice felt herself weakening, her powerful legs trembling. Almost desperately, she reached up and grabbed Sadie by the shoulders, then said firmly, "No, wait. Sadie, this isn't right!"

The fingers slowed, just teasing lightly across the moist flesh, gleaming with Alice's fluids, then Sadie said with a smirk, "Why? Don't you think it will feel good? Don't you think I know how to handle a woman?"

"Sadie, you're a woman!" said Alice breathlessly, her loins on fire and yearning for more of that touch.

Sadie laughed and licked her lips, then said smoothly, "Alright, if that's the way you feel. Let's make it a contest. If I can make you orgasm, then I was right, but if we run out of time or I have an orgasm, then I'll stop."

"You mean..." Alice's bright blue eyes went wide and she stared in disbelief, her large breasts quivering just before Sadie's face with Alice's heavy breathing.

"That's right. The first one to come goes home the loser."

"But...I'm sure to win that! You're the lesbian here, not me! I'd never orgasm for a woman."

"Hey!" snapped Sadie with a slight frown, "I told you that I'm not a lesbian!" her flawless green gaze darkening, then she suddenly declared, "Alright, that's it. We're going right here and now and we'll just see who fucks who!"

Sadie gave Alice a hard shove, pushing the large woman back onto her ass, those big breasts jiggling in her bikini top, then Sadie stripped off her thong with one smooth movement, revealing her completely hairless folds. She suddenly spread her legs and lay down opposite to Alice, then took Alice's hips between her hot thighs and pulled Alice close.

"Come on, rub against me," ordered Sadie with a quick glare at the shocked Alice, "Unless you're afraid that you really might be a lesbian."

There was nothing that Alice wanted more than to mash her burning, dripping flesh between Sadie's legs, to feel the heat of the other woman against her skin, but she could not believe how suddenly it was all happening. She had spent her life wandering the globe from one exotic place to another, but she had never encountered anyone so pretty as Sadie, and Alice would never have guess such a lovely thing could be so aggressive!

She stared at the beautiful woman who had put herself between Alice's toned legs for a long, tense moment, then she felt an aching need tug at her insides and she moaned. Suddenly, her delicate folds were mashed tight with Sadie's and the two woman were bucking and twisting, grinding against each other harder and harder.

Alice clenched her teeth and dug her fingers into the sand, holding on tight as her moist flesh lubricated the battle; she could feel her fluids squishing against Sadie and Alice knew that she was dangerously close already. Every time her swollen and throbbing clitoris collided with Sadie's hot, smooth skin, Alice wanted to scream. But she knew that she was not a lesbian. She just knew it! The only reason she was doing this was to see that cute girl weak and trembling with orgasm after orgasm torturing her body. Alice clenched the muscles of her belly hard, making her abs like iron as she fought to keep control, nearly coming at just the thought of Sadie defeated.

Sadie moaned loudly and writhed in the sand, taking pleasure in every jerk of her hips, every squirt of juices out from between tightly pressed skin. She watched her rival's breasts bounce with fascination, eyes transfixed on those beautiful orbs of flesh. Sadie could feel heat building within her, burning her from her loins, unbearable pressure struggling to escape. She fought it back as hard as she could, like a dam against a raging river, but she knew that she could not hold it for long. She thought to herself, "Maybe I am a lesbian after all. Why else would I feel so hot at just the sight of Alice?" She wanted the release of orgasm so badly, but even more she wanted to see Alice come. Sadie burned for that sight, desperately eager to find out what Alice looked like in the throws of passion.

It was clear on sight that Sadie was losing, her face bright red, her breasts swollen and flushed, her body trembling, her hands unsteady. Her breath came ragged and uneven. Alice grinned and clenched down with every muscle, knowing that she needed to hold it for only a moment longer, then she laughed and called out, "What's the matter? Can't take it?"

There was barely a squeak from Sadie. She tried to speak but found the she could not, her breaths coming too fast and too hot to control. She moaned instead and Alice began to stroke and grind harder, each time the delicate flowers of the two women crushed together it was like a cannon ball had hit Sadie's chest, then finally she arched her back and her body hardened. She screamed in relief as she felt the flood of pleasure surge through her every muscle and her hot juices splashed through the two pussies merged as one.

It was Sadie who had lost, a strange declaration that Sadie truly was a lesbian that gave Alice great pleasure. Alice grinned in triumph and pushed herself up on an elbow, panting for breath and watching the defeated Sadie. Alice's loins pulsated with hot desire that seemed ready to drive her mad, but at least she still had her womanhood. She was not a lesbian. She said breathily, "Had enough?"

It took a long moment for Sadie to answer, the poor girl struck by a climax so intense that it punched right through to her core. She was slick with sweat and her skin was burning hot. But suddenly she clenched her teeth and answered with a thrust. She pounded her aching flesh hard into Alice's tender folds and begin to stroke recklessly and wildly, pumping her whole body into Alice's loins.

The poor, sex-crazed Alice could do nothing. She gasped and tried to scramble away, but her arms would not work, just clawing uselessly at the sand. She screamed inwardly as her insides felt like they would explode, a flame buried between her legs so hot she could feel her skin on fire. She clenched her teeth and tears came to her eyes as she tried desperately to fight it, but she was being fucked and there was nowhere left for her to escape.

Her orgasm hit her so fast and hard that she bucked right off the ground, her heavy bosom thrust into the air, her skin bright red as she groaned in agonizing ecstasy. She did not scream; she held it in. She felt it surging within her for a moment which seemed to last forever, then she collapsed to the sand and panted for breath.

Sadie laughed with pleasure, still breathing heavily herself. Then the two women crawled along the sand to wrap their arms around each other and feel each other's hot skin. They helped calm the trembles that they both felt and then they kissed slowly and deeply.

It was Sadie who had been defeated first, but Alice was also defeated. And when they were done with the tender embrace, Alice was defeated yet again and Sadie found herself defeated three more times. Those were the sweetest defeats of their lives.

If they had lay there in a passionate embrace for the rest of the day and watched the sun go down over the water in all of its shimmering glory, then surely fate would have had a very happy ending for both of them, but unfortunately, they were not normal people. They could not lie around while there was a competition to be fought for the most beautiful girl on the beach, and the contest was about to take a shocking turn.

Part 3: Bitter Defeat

By the time Alice and Sadie snuck back in through the rear door of the preparation cabin, all the other girls had already changed and were chatting and waiting for their time to step out again.

The conversation fell dead silent as all eyes turned to the late arrivals and both Alice and Sadie blushed deeply. Even Alice seemed embarrassed, despite her usual tough nature. She covered the flesh between her legs with a hand because her thong was beyond repair and she did not want anyone to notice how swollen and red and juicy it was, for fear they might ask questions.

Of course, by covering it she only managed to draw attention to it and Alice and Sadie could feel eyes burning into their bodies from all directions as they quickly got changed.

Sadie pulled on a custom fitted one-piece suit that clung to her body like a coat of paint. It perfectly cupped her eye-drawing breasts and enhanced their shapely form in just the right way to make them more outstanding. The rubbery fabric snapped against her soft skin and she stretched a few times, then blinked in surprise as she glanced over at Alice.

Alice had simply tugged on a spare bikini to cover her throbbing folds and wiped a bit of the moisture from her inner thighs. She was still wearing a skimpy two-piece.

As the contestants began to file out onto the beach, Sadie pulled close and whispered into Alice's ear, "What are you doing?! You need a proper swimsuit for the swimming contest! How will you swim fast in that?" She gave a meaningful eye to the bulbous and very undynamic bosom that was proudly displayed.

With a smirk, Alice leaned over to Sadie and said confidently, "You're kidding, right? I've got this event all wrapped up. I'm a very strong swimmer. I'll win anyway, so I might as well show off for the judges."

The announcer boomed through the hot midday air, "Here come the girls again, ladies and gentlemen! It's time to get your eyeful of their sexy swimwear as they prepare for the swimming contest! But first, what you've all been waiting for, the results of the first event!"

The swimmers lined up in a row across the beach just in front of a log that had been laid in the sand during the break. It formed a kind of starting line for all of the competitors, but few of them were thinking about the race just yet. There were eager and excited looks passing between all the pretty young women as they waited for the announcement.

"That's right! The judges have made their decisions and let me tell you that it was an easy one this time! They had a winner so fast it made my head spin, folks! But hey, just to keep things exciting, let's start with the losers and work upwards."

He began listing the names and numbers of each contestant, starting with the lowest ranked. Sadie smiled confidently as name after name was read. The last-place girl almost broke into tears, and many girls groaned in frustration at their scores. After a while, Sadie pushed her smooth blonde eyebrows together and began to wonder why Alice's name had not been mentioned yet. Despite the fact that Alice's performance had been a total train-wreck, she was not mentioned in the bottom half of the contestants. Perhaps the judges took pity on her.

It was as Sadie was pondering this that a bombshell landed and exploded the happy little world she had been living in for the past few minutes. Her pleasant buzz from the sex with Alice turned ice cold as the announcer called out, "And the first runner up: Contestant #1, Sadie Thorne!"

Sadie gaped in shock and there was a loud murmur from the other girls. They whispered to each other frantically as they tried to figure out who had taken the lead if not Sadie, who had been the overwhelming favorite. She shook her head in disbelief, then grimace and clenched her fists in anger. "How dare they?!" she growled inside her head, "Who the hell do they think they are? Who on earth looks better in a swimsuit than I do?!"

The truth slammed into the back of her head like a bolt of lightning as she realized who it was just before the announcer called it. She shrieked, "No!" at the top of her lungs and the announcer boomed, "And the leader after the first event: Whoa those things are lethal; it's contestant #19, Alice Smithe!"

Alice looked as surprised as anyone else, but she quickly got over it. She raised her arms into the air and grinned broadly, then she took a couple of bows to the crowd, bending low and showing off her deep cleavage as the other girls whispered in shock.

One girl near Sadie said in disbelief, "What on earth?! What were the judges watching? That girl was a disaster! I was better than she was!"

Sadie's fists trembled and her face turned read. She ground her teeth together furiously. She knew exactly what the judges had been watching and nothing in this world could make her more angry. She wanted to scream, "Damn you, assholes! Can't you see past a damned pair of tits?!" but she knew that the judges would hold it against her and so she just seethed in her fury.

She met the smirk that Alice gave upon returning to the starting line with a glare of pure hatred. Alice seemed startled by it and leaned close, whispering, "I always crush the competition, remember? No hard feelings."

She felt a swell of pity in her expansive chest and gazed thoughtfully at the younger girl. She was just a little local girl who needed to win the little local beauty contest to feel good about herself. It had probably been years since she had been off the island; her world was so small that her spirit might be crushed if she lost.

Alice frowned and did not want to hurt someone so cute and gorgeous. Feeling that smooth, hot skin in her arms as they had pushed each other to orgasm has been a beautiful thing. She told herself that it had not been sex, just two friends helping to relax each other before the race. It did not make her a lesbian, so there was no reason not to do it again. That was when she decided that she would officially share her victory with Sadie, to spare Sadie from being completely crushed, and it was the only time in her life that Alice would be so generous.

Sadie said nothing and by the time the announcer declared that the race was about to begin, she was able to think clearly again. She knew that she was in deep trouble. Swimming had never been her strength and she never came in the top 4, in fact, she was usually near the top of the bottom half. If Alice came in first in this event, it would not matter what happened in the wet-T-shirt contest, there would be no way for Sadie to win. Fear clenched around Sadie's heart.

"Okay folks! Get ready for the action portion of the day! All our beauties are about to get rough and messy as they charge into the ocean in head-to-head, brutal competition! No judges, no timers, the first lady back to the starting line after touching the midway buoy wins!"

All the girls bent down low, stretching their slim legs and getting ready to dash to the waves. Sadie stared out over the shimmering water to the buoy, wobbling and bobbing so far away. She did not fool herself into thinking that she could beat Alice fairly, every muscle in Alice's body screamed power. Sadie had already felt how strong those muscles could be, so she decided that she was going to have to cheat.

"On your marks! Get set! Go go go go!"

It is an amazing sight, dozens of beautiful girls in revealing, skin tight clothes running as fast as they could down the sand, a field of breasts bouncing wildly, all unsupported, long legs pumping hard, full lips all parted, chests heaving as the girls breathed heavily.

By the time Sadie crashed into the warm water and kicked off the sand to dive forward into the waves, Alice was already in the lead. Alice's body was like a machine, flawless and efficient, not a movement wasted, her muscles toned and conditioned for swimming. The water flowed around her smooth breasts like a lover's embrace and she welcomed it, her nipples hardening from the sensation and the thrill of the race.

The swimmers all panted and splashed and thrust their arms, crawling through the water with all their might. Sadie fell further and further behind the leaders, but she did not mind. She knew what she had to do and being near the front was not part of the plan.

The most difficult part of the race always came just after touching the buoy. Alice turned and slapped her hand on the smooth metal drum that floated in the water, then shoved off, slicing through the waves and straight towards the oncoming swimmers. She slipped easily by most of them, they were trying to avoid her even more then she needed to avoid them.

Sadie thrust her body through the water, giving it everything she had. Suddenly, Sadie and Alice collided with a smack, like a clap of thunder as two wet bodies crashed together, water splashing everywhere, thick and white and foamy.

The two largest bosoms in the contest merged as one for an instant, firm breasts squishing together and trembling. Sadie cried out and almost lost her breath at the pain that shot through her tits; it was more than she had expected. She heard Alice grunt also and take a gulp of air.

Sadie tried to grab a hold of Alice, but the powerful swimmer just shoved Sadie under and thrust forward again.

Panic gripped Sadie's chest as her head was forced underwater, the warm sea rushing past her ears and through her hair. She she could not afford to lose Alice now! If Alice got away, Sadie would end up in last place and it would all be over. She clutched wildly up at the slick and fast form, desperate for anything that would save her.

For just an instant a pair of large breasts flashed before Sadie's eyes and she grabbed them. A muffled cry of shock came down from the surface and arms and legs began to thrash wildly as Alice tried to swim forward with a girl hanging from those massive mammaries, but she could not do it. Soon both girls were entangled beneath the waves.

Alice's eyes bulged in horror as she saw who had grabbed her and she cried out, bubbles rising from her mouth to the rolling waves above. She squirmed and twisted, kicking her legs hard and trying to swim away, but instead she just sank deeper. She snatched Sadie's wrists and tried to wrench her iron grip from the trembling bosom.

The grip seemed to get tighter the more Alice struggled. She stared up at Sadie in disbelief and yelled furiously through the water, yanking her wrists in all directions. Then suddenly one of Sadie's hand slipped off a boobs. Her fingers scrambling to retake their grip, wrapped around the bikini-string and yanked.

Alice grit her teeth and flopped around in the water as she felt the thin straps of her bikini dig painfully into the yielding flesh of her firm boobs. Suddenly, her breasts popped free and heaved in the water as the bikini snapped and the little scrap of fabric rushed away into the ocean.

She surged up and burst through the surface, her unrestrained breasts bouncing along the waves. Her naked bosom had been yanked on so many times that it was beginning to throb each time a wave hit it.

She saw Sadie pop up also, then Alice's eyes went to the other swimmers and she realized that she was in last place! She yelled furiously, "Sadie! What have you done?! You fucking..." but her words were cut off when Sadie grabbed those bobbing orbs of naked flesh with both hands and wrenched them down into the water again so hard that Alice screamed and then gurgled. She felt wet fingers sinking into her beautiful breasts and then water rushing up around her head. She thrashed wildly until she felt her lungs burning for air, but Sadie would not let go.

Her palms were grinding against Alice's rock-hard nipples for what seemed like forever, then suddenly they were gone and Alice popped to the surface again. She gasped and sputtered, struggling to catch her breath and glaring around, looking for Sadie, only to find her swimming as fast as she could towards the distant beach.

Alice gaped in shock as she realized what had been done to her and then she shrieked furiously and started surging through the water like a shark. Pumping her arms and legs until they burned and throbbed, but something was wrong. She could not swim as she normally did; without her bikini her breasts kept bouncing around, bobbing against each wave, jiggling with every stroke, and worst of all they were aching from being squeezed so hard.

She screamed in frustration at how slowly she was going, as if her boobs where lead weights latched onto her chest and dragging her back. She was not even able to catch Sadie before she burst up onto the beach, though by then the distance was all but gone between them.

"That's it, folks! It looks like our last and second-last runners-up are...Sadie Thorne and Alice Smithe! And whoa baby, Alice has come out of the water totally topless! You've got to check out the boobs on that one!"

Sadie was panting, her own lungs burning as she put everything she had into her legs, dragging her feet through the sand, struggling to reach the finish line with her tired body before Alice could catch up. She heard a cry of horror from somewhere behind as Alice realized what everyone was staring at and struggled to cover her breasts, but Alice was not going to give up; she had to keep running to overtake Sadie and with every step Alice's breasts bounced free of her arms, springing out into the open where everyone could see them.

People were taking photographs, so many that Alice was almost blinded by the flashes and the crowd buzzed with clicking cameras.

She shielded her eyes with her arm and pressed forward, finally collapsing over the finish line and panting for breath, her naked tits swaying beneath her and brushing against the hot sand. She slowly looked up to see Sadie grinning down, hands on hips and filled with surprising pride for a second-to-last-place loser. Alice had lost the race dead last and she clenched her fists in fury, her eyes burning with her hate.

Sadie had been overjoyed that her plan had worked so well. She and Alice were still high in the rankings with close scores, but now they were tied and the wet-T-shirt contest would settle everything! But Sadie's happiness faded and was replaced by fear in the pit of her stomach as she saw the dangerous, violent look blazing in Alice's blue eyes.

The other girls were already in the changeroom getting ready for the next event. They were stripping off their tops and letting their breasts bounce free and unsupported as they stretched on their T-shirts. They giggled at each others jiggling tits and playfully poked each other's assets. The only two girls not having fun in this contest were Alice and Sadie, and just then they streaked through the room.

The girls stared with wide eyes as Sadie ran in the front door and right out the back, going as fast as she could on her long slim legs, ocean water still dripping from her. Before anyone could figure out what that meant, Alice burst into the room, her bulbous boobs naked, her nipples large and pink and swollen as they bounced everywhere.

All the other girls gasped in shock as Alice roared, "Sadie?! I'm going to kill you! You're fucking dead!" then charged out through the back door.

None of the girls dared to follow; they could not afford to get into a fight right before the last event of a beauty contest where even a single bruise would ruin a girl's chances.

Just as Sadie made it clear of the building, Alice caught her. Alice's strong arms wrapped around the younger girl's body from behind, one at her neck and the other at her belly, then clenched, squeezing Sadie tight between rock-hard muscles and slick, gleaming wet skin. She could feel the soft press of two big boobs shoved against her back as Alice growled, "Now I've got you! I'm going to crush you for that stunt. No one grabs my tits and gets away with it!" Alice shook in fury as she brought everything she had down upon the terrified rich girl, intent on squeezing her until she crumpled into a quivering pile on the sand. Those firm orbs of mammary that Sadie envied so much were being ground into her back, pushing the air from her lungs.

Sadie screamed but her voice was cut off; she could barely breath and her face was going red. She struggled in desperate fear as she felt her guts squeezed, kicking her legs uselessly against the sane, then suddenly she thrust an arm back, driving an elbow as hard as she could into one of those moist breasts.

There was a loud grunt of pain and Alice staggered back, dropping Sadie and clutching at the trembling naked flesh. Alice cried out, "Hey! You bitch! My tit! That hurt! What the hell?!" She clenched her teeth as the skin around her swollen nipple turned slowly red then she felt rage flooding her every sculpted muscle. Alice had been in fights before and she had never lost, but no one had ever aimed for her breasts. She could not believe what had just happened and she groaned at the feeling of deep, throbbing ache that seemed to strike right to the core of her incredible tit.

She tried to find Sadie, but the younger girl had disappeared. Alice tried to decide if it had been an accident or a deliberate cheap shot.

She was still hunched over and cradling her sore breast when two little hands came around under her arms from behind her and latched onto her quivering flesh. Her eyes bulged and then she roared in fury. She tried to spin around, but the fingers suddenly latched in, digging into her abundant bosom and getting a rock-solid grip. Her back arched hard and her breasts thrust forward against the hands, her nipples huge and throbbing, her flesh jerking and struggling to yank free as she writhes. As soon as the shock began to fade and the pounding pain in her tits sunk in, she grabbed Sadie's wrists and yelled furiously, "You bitch! Let go of me! You're hurting my tits!"

Sadie just grinned broadly and laughed inwardly. She loved the feel of Alice's breasts, the smooth skin, the warmth that she got from even a gentle caress. They were amazing, so firm for their size, so proud and round and high on her chest. Sadie enjoyed feeling her fingers sink in, squeezing it like dough, but it was hot and alive, pulsating and struggling against her grasp. She could feel the flesh grow hotter as she abused it until it was almost burning. The nipples were swollen so large and hard that they must be painful at the slightest touch and Sadie was grinding her palms into them mercilessly. She felt her envy of this magnificent body burn like hate and in that instant she wanted to see it destroyed. She wanted to see lumps and bruises on those perfect tits that everyone loved more than her.

Alice's bright blue eyes begin to water and she trembled in humiliation and pain, then she suddenly roared in fury, her hand lunging over her shoulder to snatch up a large tangle of wet blonde hair. She yanked as hard as she could and was rewarded with a howl from Sadie. Sadie's grip on the boobs came instantly loose in and Sadie stumbled away into the sand and held her head while Alice fell to her knees, clutching a breast in each hand and trying to ease the throbbing pain.

"You fucking cunt," moaned Alice in almost a sob, "What the hell are you doing?! My tits!" She sat on her ass and hefted the weight of her heavy, naked bosom in her hands, finding that the pain was eased by taking the burden off her chest. She stared down at her own breasts with wide eyes and ran her fingers along her smooth skin, looking for any sign of bruising or injury, but found none. She hated when people stared at her breasts, but she also knew deep down that they were her greatest asset. She planned to keep them beautiful for as many years as she could.

As relief flooded the busty girl, she glared up at Sadie again. The younger woman was climbing quickly to her feet and clenching her fists. Alice was still shocked that such a pretty girl could be so savage and monstrous. Even now Sadie looked almost sweet and innocent with those amazing green eyes and just the perfect breasts for her body, plump and full and jutting out proudly. Alice was sure she could easily grab that bosom and crush it effortlessly, but she could not bring herself to damage such beauty.

Alice's thoughts were suddenly cut off as Sadie charged, lunging for the throbbing chest still cradled in Alice's hands. Alice was not taken by surprise this time, her face cold and filled with hate as she snarled, "I can't believe I fucked you!" and her leg sailed up, its long, lean muscles kicking with all the power left in her body and slamming straight into the soft flesh between Sadie's legs.

The delicate flower of Sadie's folds were crushed against iron-hard bone and muscle. She screamed and felt heat flood her body, a surging flame up through her guts as she began to burn in her sex, her swimsuit suddenly stained with the fluids of her arousal even as pain shot through her hips like a bolt of lightning. She doubled over and clutched her belly with one hand, then fell forward onto Alice.

Alice caught Sadie easily and held her shoulders, then Alice suddenly smirked and said in a calm, menacing voice, "You've just made the biggest mistake of your life, bitch. You don't know who I am, do you? I eat wimps like you for breakfast. You like my tits? I roll right over people like you, fools who can't see past a pair of jumbo mammary glands to the real woman behind them."

Sadie seemed dazed and moaned instead of responding and just when Alice was about to throw Sadie onto her back and give her an effortless beating that would have put her in a hospital for days, Sadie's fist connected with Alice's breast.

The breast bounced against the fist, like rubbery jelly, but it was burning hot and tender and when one of Alice's nipples was crushed flat against Sadie's knuckles, Alice was thrown flat on her back. She tried to scream in shock but the pain overwhelmed her, flooding through her like a drug, it numbed her muscles and took away her breath. She cried out weakly through clenched teeth and clutched at the sand, her head spinning as she thought, "Damn it! That hurt like hell! A stupid, lucky punch, but she won't get lucky again, I'll..."

It was at that moment that Sadie screamed and started punching again and again, her fists pounding into both of Alice's breasts, hard knuckles against firm flesh. Sadie sat on Alice's belly, the hot and swollen folds leaking their fluids onto Alice's toned abs while Alice's breasts bounced and wobbled wildly. Alice tried to raise her arms to defend herself, but they were brushed away effortlessly; Sadie was having too much fun. On most women the breasts would have just been padding over the ribs but Alice's breasts rolled with the punches, then sprang back for more, growing deeper red each time a fist sunk into one of those proud D-cups.

Sadie began to laugh with the pleasure and relief it gave her to feel those huge boobs which she hated so much yielding to her fists and she grinned to say with great pleasure, "So, you think you can take my trophy from me just because you've got big boobs? Ha! There's no way I'd let you get away with that! Let's see how you feel once I've taught these oversized milkbags a lesson!"

Tears formed in Alice's eyes as her breasts filled with agony, every ounce of her heavy bosom burning with pain and it kept building. Every punch felt like a lance through her chest, her muscles flinching, trying to get away, but there was nowhere to go. It took her a long time to break, but in the end she screamed like a baby and broke down sobbing. She had never lost a fight before and it hurt more than she had ever imagined.

By the time Sadie rose from the whimpering wreck that had once been the overconfident Alice, Sadie was panting for breath, her face flushed and her breasts hot with excitement. They swayed gently in her tight one-piece and she could feel them straining the fabric, swollen with arousal. She would have made love to Alice right there if she was not a useless pile in the sand, her breasts black and blue, lumpy and sagging.

Sadie smirked and rubbed her knuckles, working the soreness out of her hands as she said casually, "Don't bother coming to the next event. I've got this one wrapped up," then gave Alice one final look before going back inside to prepare.

It seemed like Alice lay there forever, tears streaming down her face, but slowly she stood up and wiped her eyes. She breathed deeply, trying to ease the burning of her lungs from the pounding she had just taken. Every jiggle of her huge orbs of flesh sent a jolt of pain through her. She wanted so badly to just lay down and give in, but could never do it. She would not let Sadie win that way. No matter what happened, Alice Smithe would not be crushed.

When she staggered into the locker-room all eyes instantly turned to her. It seemed like the room was spinning around her and it felt like her breasts were dragging her down. They had never felt heavier in her life and she almost stumbled, sending those burning jugs bouncing wildly, forcing her to clench her jaw to keep from screaming.

She was the only one not staring at those tits and suddenly the crowd of beautiful girls began to whisper wildly. "What the hell did she do to herself? Fall on her tits?" "Did you see those tits before? They were so amazing!" "So big though, I'm surprised she can even stay standing!" Mutters rolled through the room but Alice refused to look down at her breasts or even cup them to stop the pain of their bouncing. She did not want to know how badly they had been hurt; the ache that she felt was more than enough information.

As the soft fabric of the simple white T-shirt flowed down over her battered flesh, there was a soothing relief, a silky coolness that made her sigh happily. Wearing the shirt, her breasts looked as they always had except on very close inspection and she began to feel more confident. The pain was not so bad; her head was already clearing. All she had to do was make it outside with the other girls and she was sure to win. She actually smiled and decided that the reason why she never lost was that she never gave up; she had drive and determination that would never fail her.

She was the last one out, but she stood proud with all the other girls. Her grin grew broader as she caught sight of Sadie's gape of shock and amazement, but things were already starting and there was no time to gloat. That would come after.

The announcer began blaring over the speakers, and the crowd became wild again as they gawked at all the lovely ladies.

"All right folks, this is what you've all been waiting for! It's time the best event of all, the Wet T-shirt Contest!"

All the girls giggled happily and hugged their arms against their unsupported breasts to keep them from jiggling. Their were bright, excited smiles on everyone's faces but Sadie and Alice who both looked dead serious. A touch of panic tugged at Sadie's chest as she glanced furtively over at Alice's bosom. All lined up as the girl's were, it was Alice's boobs that stood out from the pack, bulging at least twice as far forward as the others.

"Could there still be a chance of her winning this?" thought Sadie incredulously. After all she had done to get this far, if Alice won this event, Alice would win it all. It would be the worst kind of humiliation for Sadie and she knew that Alice would do nothing at all to ease it.

There was a cute redhead at the front of the line and she stepped forward ahead of the rest. Then suddenly a blast of ice cold water shot out of a hose and splattered across the girls perky B-cup breasts. She squeezed her eyes shut and then squealed and jumped happily as the coolness hit her skin, the fabric soaking through and clinging to the form of her bouncy little breasts. The speaker boomed, "Wow, what a trooper! These babes sure love a cold shower!"

One after another the girls got sprayed and the announcer made a cute comment every time, then the wet ones huddled together and shivered, the cold such a sharp contrast to the hot sun.

When it came to Sadie's turn, she put on a good show. She clenched her fists and tensed her muscles as if bracing for a freezing blast, then as the cold water enveloped the lusciously shapely orbs of her breasts, she jumped. She could feel the soft skin of her bosom becoming firm against the rush of chilled water and her breasts jiggled and splattered water into the crowd as she thrust her fist into the air and cheered. Everyone gaped at the outline of her perfect bosom and the rock-hard points of her nipples, then they began to cheer wildly and clap as they lit up in a blaze of flash-bulbs.

"Whoa, baby! I'm no judge, but I think we've got a winner here!"

At last it came to Alice's turn and she stood firm and confident, but when the water hit her she winced and stumbled back a step, her tender boobs howling in pain under the hard stream of water. It was all she could do not to cry out and cradle them.

The water soaked in and her shirt clung to her skin. Her breasts were lumpy and they drooped, the large nipples poking out through the soaked T-shirt and pointing almost down to her feet. Her dripping mounds of tortured flesh were forming large black spots where they had been bruised and they stood out clearly through the white T-shirt, but Alice stood up straight and proud, her chest thrust forward, a confident smile on her face.

The crowd went dead silent, then a low murmur came from the audience as even the announcer seemed at a loss for words. Finally he boomed, "Holy cow! Those have got to be the ugliest tits I've ever seen! Where the heck was she hiding those? 'Cause she sure wasn't wearing them a few minutes ago!"

Alice's proud pose trembled and the world began to spin again and the crowd filled with laughter. She clenched her fists and let out a little cry through her teeth. She felt her breasts aching harder than ever and she was not aware of what was around her, but when the other contestants pulled Sadie up onto their shoulders and cheered wildly for her, Alice fell to her knees and began to sob.

As her tears mixed with the cold water flowing off her soaked and dangling boobs, she slammed her fist into the sand and whimpered furiously, "I'm going to kill that fucking cunt! She's dead!"

           My mind slipped into an erotic fantasy. I was in a red satin evening gown my hair encircling my head in a gentle wave, my lips the deepest crimson. She sat at her piano. I sat atop it, singing. Singing in front of the whole crowded room, singing only for her. Her eyes looked up at me as her fingers patted out something tragic and beautiful. We made love without ever touching as I sang to her. I couldn’t hold it back any longer; my minds creation began to control me. We were kissing then, stroking, moaning, yelling, the music kept playing, playing with our gentle rhythm as time, the melody rose, rose, and rose until it crashed with our crescendo in a sensual climax.

           I could hear the hands clapping for her; I could see her stand up and curtsey. Her eyes never left mine. Our beautiful love making was more profound than any contact ever could be. Her piano more erotic than any soft cunnilingus. Her fingers through the piano had moved my sex in ways that fingers never had before. She controlled me with her eyes, and made love to me with her music. As she stood taking her bows she looked like a Greek goddess. The light surrounded her, lifted her to some unknown height. Still her eyes always upon my own, no emotion on her face, but her eyes told me she had been beside me all the way to crescendo. A slight sheen shone upon her brow.

           Later I stood by the stage exit. The alley behind the club was dimly lit by the reflected light from the street twenty yards from the door. The naked bulb above the door was darkened, presumably broken. I stood waiting with baited breath. I knew I shouldn’t have come but I couldn’t resist those eyes. My feet shuffled nervously, my palms were slick with sweat. I could still feel the sweet notes of your concert reverberating in my sex. I was excited, aroused by the anticipation. I stood with my back to the opposite wall, shrouded in shadow. The door began to open and I held my breath, I knew it must be her. As she walked out the light from a passing car lit her beautiful face. As the door closed behind her I stepped forward into the dim light.

           “I knew you’d be here.” She said simply and softly stepping closer to me.

           “I couldn’t resist. Your playing moved me.” My hand slowly reached out and touched her face. I stepped forward into her embrace. Her lips pressed against mine and I felt her tongue probe against my lips. They parted slightly and our tongues entangled. Her finger tips strummed across my back as we kissed. My hand ran through her hair, her soft hair like silk to their touch. My arousal got the best of me I lost what little control I had remaining. I pushed her back into the wall, my hand slowly caressing down her cheek, her neck, her side, finally coming to rest on her hip. She broke the kiss and looked into my eyes with her sensual gaze. She didn’t say anything, she didn’t need to. I could see in her eyes what she wanted from me, and I was all too happy to give it to her. I leaned forward, my lips kissing her cheek, her chin, her neck. My hands started to undo her buttons, kissing the exposed flesh of her chest with each undone button. She wore no bra and as I came to the last button she put her soft beautiful hands on my hair. She coaxed my head up to her chest. I kissed her chest, my lips finding first one nipple and then the other. Her soft voice moaned ever so softly above me. My hand found on of hers. Our fingers interlocked as my lips gently worked her nipple.

           Her free hand pushed my head down. I kissed down her chest and her stomach my tongue plying briefly in her bellybutton. My fingers nimbly worked the buttons of her tight blue jeans. Her breath was thick and heavy, I could feel it stir my hair. Her moans were sweet melody. I finally freed her jeans and pulled them down with her panties in one swift motion. She kicked one foot out of both letting one foot remain encased in the denim pooled around her feet. I looked up into her face in the moment just before my mouth touched her. Her eyes were bright and glassy, her lips were slightly parted and she licked them slowly sensually, she looked down at me. No words were needed.

           My mouth touched her labia in a soft kiss. Her hands pulled my head closer to her. I could hear her melodic voice moaning above me, my heart swelled knowing I was bringing forth such sweet music. My fingers gently spread her labia and my tongue made soft slow strokes up her inner lips. I carefully avoided her clitoris as I licked her. My mouth continued its own silent concert as her fingers closed into fists in my hair, pulling me closer. Her sweet nectar filled my mouth, my nose, just as her sweet voice filled my ears. I could sense her growing orgasm as my lips and tongue softly worshipped her sex. As she neared her climax I let my lips find her clitoris, I blew gently for a moment and then kissed it deeply. The tip of my tongue flicked gently back and forth as I heard her yell out with her angelic voce. She pulled my head tightly into her sex, all but smothering me. Her orgasm crashed with cymbals, screamed with brilliant chords, moaned with the sensual brass sounds. Her crescendo was a symphony of pleasure.

           As her orgasm subsided her hands pulled me up to her face. She kissed me softly and embraced me softly, her head resting upon my shoulder. My nose filled with the sweet smell of her hair. Her soft skin felt like silk against me. We held each other silently for some time, I wasn’t sure how long, but it felt like a sweet eternity. She pushed my head back a moment and looked into my eyes. She smiled, it was the first time I had seen her smile, and it was soft and sensual. It was like her music beautiful and tragic. She kissed me one last time.

           “I'm Orchid.  You never told me your name.” She said.

           “No I didn’t. Thank you for the lovely song.” I left her standing there puzzled. I never turned back.

"nooooo" she cried and desperatly tried to grab the bottle from me, but I grabbed her and held her back as I put it in the fridge. I never knew how she managed to get the beer, she was barely sixteen. I sighed and pinned her to me until she stopped flailing. Then I dragged her over to the couch and sat her down.

"hey where you going babe?" she said and tried to pull me down on top of her. I dodged out of her grip and told her to stay. I went into the kitchen and looked through the cupboards until I found what I was looking for, smelling salt. I was about to go back into the living room when I heard the fridge open behind me. I whipped around saw kira searching for the bottle I had put in the fridge. I laughed and pulled her out of the fridge.

"persistent aren’t you" I said as I dragged her back to the couch. Sitting her down I took out the smelling salt. I jumped when she wrapped an arm around me and placed her hand just above my left breast. she was looking at me lustfully, she often did this when she was drunk. She would try and seduce everyone in reach. I tried to move her hand but next thing I know she was trying to kiss me, she pushed me down on the couch and got on top of me. then she kissed me hard on the lips. I managed to roll her off of me and pin her down, by wrapping her up tight in a blanket.

I took the smelling salt and waved it under her nose. She blinked and coughed.
"josie? What?" she asked confused.
"you were drunk again kira" I said with a small disappointed smile.
"oh no! I didn’t" she said panicked. She had seen her lipstick smeared over my lips. I nodded confirming her fears.
"oh josie I’m so sorry!" she said, untangling herself from the blanket.

"its ok" I said and told her to stay there. I went into the kitchen and got her a glass of water. I walked into the living room and handed it to her. she told mes to stand still and reached up, wiping away the lipstick smeared on my face.
"I feel so stupid, thank you so much for stopping me, before I did something stupid" she said. I smiled and turned on the TV, we spent the next few hour watching movies and then decided it was time for bed.
"josie, um I didn’t bring a sleeping bag, or anything else for that matter" she said
"oh don’t worry kira, you can share my bed, its big enough for both of us." I said with a small smile. I didn’t even notice the nervous look that crossed her face as we went up the stairs to bed. I got out of my clothes and went into the bathroom wearing only my bra and panties. I didn’t even notice kira’s lustful stare as I undressed, and the fact that she was watching my ass as I walked out of my bedroom. I brushed my teeth and went back into my bedroom.

kira was still sitting on the edge of my bed, she was staring at a picture of me on my dresser.
"Hey silly, you gonna get ready for bed or what?" I asked, she jumped and whipped around, seeing me standing there she paused, starring at me.
"hey what’s gotten into you, are you still drunk? Or maybe having a light hangover?" I asked as I waved my hand in front of her face. she averted her eyes and hurried past me into the bathroom. I looked after her confused, she must still be slightly drunk. She tended to be a lot more active and verbal than she was tonight. I sighed and turned off the light and got into bed.

I heard her come in and walk over to the edge of the bed, I watched her quickly take off her clothes and dive under the covers. it was odd, we had seen each other naked plenty of times, even showered together, why was she so shy all of the sudden?

"what’s the matter kira?" I asked
"what do you mean?" she replied
"come on its not that hard to tell that something’s on your mind, you’re quiet and nervous all of the sudden, and you showed up drunk. We both know that you only drink when something is wrong" I said as I turned on my side to face her.
"josie I uh I, no I cant um" she stammered.
"calm down baby, what is it? I’m your best friend surely you can tell me." I said in a concerned voice.
"josie I cant" she said.
"yes you can, now tell me what is bothering you" I said, and watched as she squirmed and looked around for an escape route.
"josie there’s something I’ve been wanting to say to you for a while, but I don’t think I can" she said
"kira baby you can tell me anything, I’m your friend and that’s what friends are for." I said. She took several deep breaths as if working up the courage to say whatever she was going to say. I had no idea what could make her this nervous, and reluctant to tell me.

"josie I… I" she stuttered and then next thing I knew I felt her lips pressed against mine. it was a shock, it wasn’t a drunken kiss like the one earlier, but it was a real kiss. I realized what it was that she had been so nervous about, it shocked me just as much. My best friend was a lesbian! Or bisexual at least and she was attracted to me. I realized despite the fact that I was straight that I was actually enjoying the kiss and my body was responding to the kiss. suddenly she pulled away around rolling over she sat up. she was panting, and I knew that she was probably crying as well.
"I’m sorry josie, I know that your not like me and cant love me that way, I’m sorry but I couldn’t keep it a seceret any longer. Even though you don’t like me like that can we still be friends?" she said between sobs. I reached up and took her in my arms holding her. I was intensely aroused by her kiss and wanted to kiss her again, I wanted to do so much more. I reached up and gently turned her face towards me.

"kira I never said I didn’t like it, or did I say that I couldn’t love you how I want" I said looking her in the eyes. then I kissed her. I felt her stiffen with shock as I kissed her, pulling her closer to me. then she snapped out of her daze and began to kiss me back. we laid down on the bed kissing. I placed my hand on her breast and began to massage it as I slipped my tongue into her mouth. I felt her arm wrap around my waist and her other hand begin to unclasp my bra.

Suddenly there was from downstairs. We paused, I knew that someone was in the house, even though I couldn’t hear them. I rolled off of kira silently and grabbed the phone off of the bedside table.
"josie what’s going on?" she whispered sounding panicked. I motioned for her to be quiet as I dialed 911. I told them my address and that someone had broken into my house. Then I grabbed kira and pulled her across the room. I opened up the closet and pushed aside the clothes hanging there. I felt for the hidden switch on the wall and once I had found it and pressed it a part of the wall slid back. I was lucky to know about the secret passages in the house. I paused and went back, grabbed kira’s clothes and threw them in after her. I told her to stay there. it was best that no one knew that she was here, another person’s clothing would give it away. I slid the panel shut, replaced the clothes and closed the closet door. I wouldn’t let them get her without a fight and the hidden room had only enough room for one. I’d rather that what ever was going to happen would happen to me instead of her.

I was ready for a fight, with the idea of protecting the one I cared about. I had taken nearly six years of kung fu and wasn’t a push over. Kira on the other hand was the classic girl who was terrified by violence and didn’t have a fighting bone in her body. I could hear sirens already. I heard someone out in the hall and I crept over to my door and locked it just as the person tried to open it. they tried again but the lock was an actual lock, not one of the flimsy ones that people used to make the statement of ‘stay out!’

Suddenly the door raddled and the I saw a crack run up the door. who ever it was was kicking the door down. another kick and the door flew open, banging against the wall. A guy wearing all black rushed into the room saw me and grinned. He had a knife in his hand. I moved back, I hadnt counted on the guy being armed. He started moving towards me, the only weapon I had was a walking stick which was by the door, he was between me and the door.

"well well what have we here? fresh meat." He said and put the knife away, big mistake.
"come here little missy, I wont hurt you." He grinned and started walking towards me, suddenly I heard kira sneeze. We both froze, I looked at him horrified.
"well I’ll leave your friend till after I’m done with you." He suddenly charged me, he was faster then he looked. But I still managed to dodge, he charged me again. but after a while I was starting to get tired and he was showing no signs of slowing down. he was quickly and steadily closing the distance between us. I saw kira peer out from the closet.

"kira get the fuck out of here I can handle this until the cops get here." I shouted and I watched as kira sprinted for the door. I noticed that he was turning to chase her, not if I could help it. I jumped him, and we began to wrestle, he was stronger but I was faster, more agile, and knew how to make it hurt. Kira had paused by the door obviously torn between her safety and mine.
"kira go, trust me I’ll be fine" I shouted as I ducked a wild swing and punched our attacker in the ribs, I saw her run out of the room. good now I didn’t have to worry about her being grabbed by him anymore. But I wasn’t that lucky, he managed to get a hold on me and grinned. Nhe wrenched me to the bed and I felt my wrist snap, I screamed in pain.

"you’re gonna pay bitch" he said pinning me to the bed. I saw him pull out his knife. I smiled as he gently ran the edge of it across my cheek. I felt the sting of the knife and knew that the cut would probably scar, but it the cops didn’t hurry up I wouldn’t be around for it to scar. As if by magic I felt him being pulled off of me, I watched as he was dog piled by at two cops, and another cop scooped me up in the blanket and carried me out of the house. I grimaced at the pain of having my broken wrist jostled. The police officer carried me out to a waiting ambulence. He set me down and asked me if I was alright. I told him I would be ok. He nodded and went back to help the other cops. Suddenly I heard my name being screamed. I turned just in time to be hit by the full force of kira’s slight form slamming into me.

the collision nearly winded me, luckily she managed not to hit my wrist. She was crying and when she saw that I was alright seemed rather relieved, I thought she was done but I was wrong. She grabbed me and kissed me hard on the lips, right in public with the whole neighborhood watching. I kissed her back, not caring if people saw. I was just so happy to be alive and to have her here with me. she held me tighter and I was starting to think that she intended to pick up where we had left off earlier. I pulled back and told her to stop. she suddenly realized that everybody in the general vacility was staring at them. I watched as the cop told her that this was a crime seen and that she shouldn’t be past the yellow tape.

"hey my girlfriend can stay if she wants, she’s as much a victim as I am" I said, taking her hand in mine and leaning against her.
"fine, but that means your both going to the hospital." Said the cop and left.

"hospital?" she said perplexed. I realized that she didn’t even notice the fact that my wrist was broken, but one of the peramedics did, he splinted it, kira and I got into the ambulence. She wouldn’t let go of my hand, at any other time in public I would have minded but not this time, I was never going to let go of her hand. I watched her as she smiled and held me gently in her arms. I was just so glad that she was fine. I noticed that she was crying, I cupped her face in my good hand and turned it so that she was looking at me. then I kissed her, with all the passion, love, and desire I could muster. She leaned bac against the wall of the ambulence and held onto me tighter.

"um ladies do you think you could wait till we’re at least at the hospital. Not that we mind, but its kind of distracting, and we don’t want to have an accident." Said one of the perimedics smiling at us.
"I’ll try" kira said breathlessly. We both laughed and I realized that I still wearing only my bra and panties. I looked around, found a blanket and wrapped it around us both so that I was still wrapped in her arms but I was decently covered. I felt kira’s hand snake its way down between my legs as she began to rub my thighs. Her other hand came up to massage my breasts. It was all I could do to keep from gasping. I could tell that she was grinning. I felt her slip her hand down my panties and moaned as her finger gently brushed my pussy. I did let out a muffled gasp as she rolled my clit between her fingers. I pressed myself against her. she started to speed up as I buried my face in her shoulder to muffle the moans. She slipped two fingers inside of me and began pumping them in and out. within a few minutes I came, my moans muffled by her shoulder. She didn’t stop instead she sped up, a few minutes later the first orgasm had faded and I was on my way to a second, this one hit like a frieght train. My small scream of pleasure was muffled in her shoulder and I arched my back as I bucked against her hand. I collapsed against her and gasping I kissed her desperately. I moaned into her mouth as she pulled her fingers out of me. she grinned and licked off her fingers one at a time.

"hey you two are lucky that I’m the bi-sexual here, at least my friend here is gay so he wasn’t distracted by your little party" said the peramedic that wasn’t driving.
"oh we havnt even gotten started" I said and kissed kira as I began undressing her under the blanket as we pulled into the hospital parking lot.