It’s only been a few months since Hannah started her internship at Robinson Callahan, a well-established law firm located in the downtown area. This has given the sexy blonde a reason to do her favorite thing in the world, shop for new clothes. After practically breaking the bank she comes away with a very exquisite wardrobe. The new clothing border lining somewhere between risqué and conservative. The 5’ 7” sex bomb certainly loves to highlight her extraordinary looks with cute, sexy outfits and accessories.
Hannah has always been the hottest girl in the room, or at least that’s what she’s been told over and over again.There must be some truth to that statement because every time she enters a room it goes quiet. Long thick blonde hair, a cute mesmerizing face with crystal blue eyes, curvy and hard c-cup breasts that nearly push her into the D-cup territory. She keeps her ass and legs tight and firm with a vigorous workout routine. The girl has it all.
Her mentor is a 30 something year old attorney named Cindy. The two of them seemed to hit it off right away. However Hannah is sometimes put under the supervision of a younger attorney named Heidi. Three or four years her senior, this newly established lawyer takes an immediate disliking for the sexy blonde and Hannah feels the brown-haired woman comes off as condescending and presumptuous. Heidi, having just recently passed the Barr and already being put in a supervising role has given her quite the inflated ego. And then there’s the jealously issue. Even though Heidi measures up quite nicely against Hannah, she is no longer the hot young tart in the office.
It was a Monday morning as Hannah enters the office building. It's a new eight story building that has recently been built with lot's of style and elegance. Her office is on the 7th floor. Every day she stops off and orders a latte from the coffee shop in the lobby and then makes her way to the elevators. Lately the two lifts seem to be having a daily malfunction, either getting stuck between floors or simply not responding when called. Hannah has even been struck in the shoulder by the doors as they unexpectedly close when getting on or off. She starting to think the elevators are possessed.
Hannah leaves the coffee shop and suddenly notices a very beautiful girl about her age waiting in front of the elevators.
Suddenly this other hot girl looks over and her emerald green eyes lock onto Hannah's crystal blue orbs. The blonde intern immediately notices the intensity in the dark-haired girls glare. One of the most captivating and hypnotic faces she’s ever seen staring back at her. It becomes awkward as the two hot women continued to hold the look without saying a word.
“Are trying to check me out or something,” The girls asks. “Are you gay?”
“No are you?” Hannah shrugs off the question as being bizarre.
The hot girl just huffs and turns back to watch the lights on the elevator.
It finally arrives and the two girls step in, bumping shoulders as they do so. “Hey watch it, I was here first.” The new hottie shouts out.
“Well excuse me!” Hannah replies with a snotty tone.
Hannah cannot help herself as she once again repeatedly steals glances at the girl. The blonde swears she can see the outline of the girls nipples through the ultra tight top. "What girl dresses like this?'"Hannah asks herself. In the back of her mind the blonde starts to think she might not be the hottest girl in the room anymore.
“What are you looking at!” the girl asks again with a snotty tone.
“Nothing!” Hannah snaps back.
The elevator arrives at the seventh floor and Hannah steps out. She realizes the girl is going to the top floor where the rival law firm Jenkins and Peterson resides.
Hannah goes about her day and as lunch time comes around Heidi asks Hannah if she would join her for lunch. She knew this was more of a directive than a request, the young attorney is quite the intimidator. Hannah has heard rumors about Heidi and another young attorney named Tina from the Peterson Jenkins firm. There's been all kinds of gossip going around about the ongoing scuffles the two frequently have. Apparently they have been caught several times getting face to face, snarling and bickering over a law suit that has pitted the two lawyers against each other. The two of them have even been spotted walking around with swollen lips and bruise eyes covered in makeup.
Hannah and Heidi are soon sitting at a local deli discussing work issues and her future roles. Towards the end of their conversation, Heidi just so happens to bring up something that has been floating around in the back of Hannah’s mind.
“Have you seen the new intern that works for the Jenkins Peterson firm.” Heidi asks with a snide tone. “I hear her name is Stephanie. She looks like real trouble. The way she dresses, even making you look conservative... no offense.” Heidi states while trying to rub it in.
“None taken.” Hannah gives off a fake laugh.
“Looks like you might not be the hottest young tart in the building anymore.” Heidi claims.
That hit Hannah hard. All she could do was give off a chuckle. Another reason to not care so much for Heidi. Hannah starts to think the young attorney brought her out to lunch just to get under her skin. Although she hates to think Heidi might be right about this other hot intern.
That night Hannah can’t get the new intern out of her mind. For the first time in her life the possibility of finding herself in 2nd place in the looks department just didn’t sit too well. She actually starts to despise the other girl without even knowing her. ‘How dare this bitch come into the building trying to steal her spotlight.”
The next day Hannah decides to spice up her attire. "Two can play this game." The blonde tells herself. After spending time showering, doing her hair and makeup, she puts on a silky pair of black panties, and pulls out a short little red skirt that pushes the boundaries on inappropriate. The young intern then finds one of her favorite white little revealing tank tops and puts it on. She admires herself in front of the mirror - her tits looking firm and tight, sitting high on her chest without the support of a bra. The blonde tweaks her nipples a bit, getting them nice and hard to enhance their appearance through the sexy little garment. She puts on her favorite pair of classic black high-heel pumps, the famous ones with the red soles. The girl then douses herself in a sweet alluring fragrance and then heads out the door on her way to work.
The first part of the morning goes by quickly with no sigh of Stephanie. During her morning break Hannah decides to go down to the coffee shop and orders a latte. She sits down at a small table and starts searching through social media to see if she can find any trace of the hot brunette intern. With only a first name to search with, she spends about 15 minutes scanning with no luck. The blonde then makes her way over to the elevators and when the car arrives she steps in. She presses the button for her floor and just before the doors close a hand reaches in causing them to spring back open. Low and behold Stephanie is standing in the threshold. The two interns eyes get big as they take in each other's attire. The brunette pauses before entering the lift, her face masked with disgust as she takes in the blonde's short skirt and tight tank top.
Hannah's a bit shocked to see Stephanie dressed in what might be an identical white tank top and a similar short black skirt. She looks up and locks eyes with the brunette, the brunette's emerald green eyes are bursting into flames with a look of anger and hate. Hannah tries to match the intensity of the girl's glare, feeling like she has to defend her own choice of clothing in a sort of stand your ground defense.
Stephanie steps into the elevator with her cherry red high heel pumps and presses the button for her floor. She then turns to stand beside the blonde. It's an awkward situation as the two hot interns pretend to ignore each other's presence. Arms are folded under their ample breasts while looking up at the floor indicator inside the lift. The swirl of their mixing perfumes only intensifies the encounter.
Hannah can tell the brunette is annoyed as she senses the girl uncomfortably shifting back and forth, huffing and puffing as if she is about to say something.
The blonde finds herself thrusting out her chest, swiveling a bit while keeping her posture straight. She can't help but take some pleasure in frustrating the hot brunette.
As the elevator arrives at Hannah's floor she looks over to see Stephanie glaring daggers at her while shaking her head in disbelief.
As Hannah settles in back at the office she can’t help but think about the event that just unfolded: the look on the brunette's face, feeling the girl's frustration, the smell of her perfume still lingering in her nose. The blonde feels a little satisfaction in having just agitated the dark-haired girl.
The lunch hour soon arrives and Hannah takes the elevator down for a quick walk to a sandwich shop around the corner. She sits down and starts searching online again. It doesn’t take long this time before she’s scrolling through hot pic after hot pic of the sexy young intern. She squirms back and forth in her chair with jealousy and frustration.The girl is certainly pushing her sexuality far beyond what the blonde would be comfortable posting.
Now feeling overwhelmed with the idea of comparing herself to the brunette, Hannah makes her way back to the office. It's just her luck she sees the other hot intern waiting for the elevator in the lobby. The doors open and the brunette steps in. The blonde rushes over just in time to get her hand in the doors before they close. They spring back open and once again the two girls find themselves locking hate-filled eyes. After a brief pause Hannah steps in and stands side by side with the girl.
There's a moment of awkward silence as the two girls stand nearly shoulder to shoulder, arms folded under their dense tits.
"You've got a lot of nerve showing up here dressed like that." The brunette speaks out while looking up at the indicator.
"What are you talking about?" Hannah asks.
"Are you trying to make us look like idiots?" Stephanie responds back with anger.
"What's the matter? Are you worried that I might look better dressed up like a slut?" The blonde keeps the line of questioning going.
"Are you fucking kidding me? You're only embarrassing yourself, bitch." The brunette replies while continuing to look up.
"I don't have any reason to feel embarrassed." Said Hannah with confidence.
"I knew yesterday you were going to be a problem." Stephanie proclaimed.
"I'm sorry, but it seems you're the one that has a problem." Hannah snickers as the elevator arrives at her floor, and with a toss of her hair she steps out, not even bothering to look back.
Throughout the afternoon the young blonde finds herself scrolling through Stephanie's social media. She's becoming obsessed with the idea that this other sexy intern might just be the hotter and the more arousing women between them. She understands the woman expressing the most jealousy and hate almost always ends up being the inferior one. Hannah tries real hard to tell herself this is not the case.
Mid afternoon Hannah once again makes her way down to the lobby to the coffee shop where she orders a croissant and a latte. As Hannah waits for her order she glances over and is shocked to see Stephanie sitting at a table. The two of them acknowledge each other's presence with a hate-filled glare. Normally Hannah would just retrieve her items and head back up to the office, but this time she felt the need to get under the dark-haired girl's skin just a bit more.
Hannah collects her coffee and croissant and moves over to a table just across from the brunette. She sits down and crosses her long sexy legs. The blonde pulls out her phone and once again starts searching through Stephanie's social media. Occasionally she glances up to see the brunette searching through her own phone. She notices the girl sitting with her legs crossed, swinging her foot out, twirling and slipping the heel of her cherry red shoe off and on like she's trying to attract attention to her long lethal looking legs.
Hannah starts to play the game with her own sexy legs, bouncing and twisting her foot back and forth, advertising the red soles of her favorite black high heel shoes to the other girl.
The two women trade snide hateful looks back and forth as they hold their phones. Hannah even goes as far as snapping a few photos of her rival, as their leg game continues.
The two shift back and forth in their seats, crossing and uncrossing their legs, left over right, right over left. At one point Stephanie raises her left leg with the pointy toe of her high heel shoe aiming directly at the blonde. The look on her face appearing to give off some kind of warning as she mouths the words "Fuck you".
Hannah matches the girls action, raising her right foot, pointing it straight at the brunette. The words "Fuck you" escaping her lips.
Stephanie brings her foot down and in a inconspicuous manner as to not alert the other coffee shop patrons, she spreads her legs and lifts the front of her skirt, giving the blonde a view of her red panty-covered crotch. The snide look on her face giving a warning.
Hannah sneers and nonchalantly spreads her own legs, giving the brunette a look at her black panty covered groin. "See bitch." She says to herself, like she had just confirmed the complete mismatch of their attire, black and red.
The two of them start snapping photo's of each other. Suddenly Heidi appears out of nowhere. "Am I interrupting?"
Hannah quickly pulls back, embarrassed at what she was caught doing.
"Shouldn't you be working on the Coffman case."
"Yes I was just taking a quick break."
Hannah gathers whats left of her croissant and coffee, and follows Heidi to the elevators.
The blonde is a bit ashamed to say anything as she and the lawyer make their way up to the office.
"Looks like you have your hands full with that one."
"It's nothing I can't handle."
"You're not going through anything that I haven't already been through working here. Just remember to not let it interfere with your work."
Back at the office Hannah has a hard time concentrating on her assignments. She keeps bringing up the photos she had just taken down in the coffee shop. Zooming in on the brunette's long sexy legs and cherry red shoes. Focusing in close on Stephanie's sexy red panties, looking to see a darker patch of the silk fabric appearing to be damp in the center area of the girls pussy. The photo has Hannah noticing her own moist panty covered crotch, causing her to squirm and shifted back and forth in her chair. The blonde zooms in on the young intern's face, the disgusted hate-filled look staring at her, causing Hannah to sneer and clinch her teeth in the same manner.
Just then her computer dings with an outside message. Hannah sees Stephanie's name attached it. She pulls it up and is suddenly shocked to see herself, legs spread in a panty flash photo, the word "Slut" typed underneath it.
"Oh you fucking bitch." Hannah hisses under her breath.
The blonde quickly transfers one of the photos from her phone over to her computer. She types the word "Skank" below it before attaching it in a reply and hits send.
Hannah couldn't help but bring the two photos up on her computer screen side by side, panty flash to panty flash. She leans back in her chair and starts rubbing herself, clinching her teeth and hissing.
"Oh you fucking bitch." The blonde snarls quietly.
Throughout the rest of the day Hannah finds herself constantly bringing up the two photos, making sure no one was walking by or in the vicinity. She would rub herself quickly, uttering the words "Whore" and "Slut" under her breath. The blonde couldn't help but think about the possibility of Stephanie doing the same thing at that very moment.
Due to this aberrant distraction Hannah spends a late night at the office trying to catch up on
things. She figures she’s the last one in the
office, maybe even the whole building as she gathers her things and walks out
to the hallway to catch the elevator. The doors open and low and behold Stephanie
is standing in the lift. Tension rushes through Hannah like never before as she enters
to stand side by side with the other hot intern. Once again she just can’t help sneaking
glances at the girl beside her. She finds
herself attempting to confirm her own appearance by adjusting her posture.
"I know what you’re doing.” Stephanie suddenly says out loud while staring straight ahead.
“What the hell are you talking about?” Hannah questions, trying to act innocent.
“You are trying to compare yourself against me.” The brunette suggests.
“What? I think you’re delusional.” The blonde replies.
The hot girl suddenly turns to face Hannah, her voluptuous body thrusting out, hands on her hips. “Well? Go ahead… compare.”
The blonde turns towards Stephanie. “Compare what?” She asks while mimicking the stance, hands on hips, chest thrusting out. Hannah glances down to see the interns areolas and hard nips on full display through her tight tank top. The blonde can feel her own rods tenting up the material in the ultra tight shirt she is wearing.
“Look, I deal with little bitches like you all the time, thinking they’re the hottest thing around, always trying to measure themselves up against me.” Stephanie takes a step forward, uncomfortably close to Hannah. “Usually all I have to do is get in their face.”
Hannah can’t believe the arrogance this bitch is displaying.
“And
then what? They just back down?” The blonde asks.
“Most.” The girl sneers.
“Oh yeah, well what about the ones that don’t?” Hannah steps in closer to the brunette. At this point she believes the bitch really needs to be taken down a notch or two.
"We fight!" Stephanie responds with anger. She then moves forward, aligning her nipples perfectly against the blonde's. She presses in tight,
tit to tit, nose touching nose.
Hannah felt like her nipples had just been stung by two wild hornets as the brunette sinks her rods directly into her tits. She finds herself having to adjust her stance in order to
keep from being pushed over. She stands
tall and aligns herself against the other girl, her nipples throbbing and struggling to push back.
Stephanie then plants her forehead firmly against Hannah’s . “Do you want to fight me?” And with that the girl snaps Hannah’s head back. Not only is the hot brunette leading with her tits and forehead, she starts pushing forward with her pelvis.
Hannah nearly finds herself back pedaling, having to adjust her footing in order to fight back. She struggles, determined not to be
intimidated. She strains to push forward using every muscle in her neck and pelvis to force
the other girl back. From head to toe the two hot interns are now locked together in a press-off.
Stephanie is literally snarling through her clinching
teeth. Hannah can feel the girl’s spittle spraying across her own sneering mouth.
The sexy smell of the girl’s luxurious perfume mixing in
with her own expensive fragrance is overwhelming her thought process. She can feel Stephanie’s aura and pheromones
swirling in the air around her, capturing her, encasing her. The feel of the brunette's rock hard tits smashing against her
own firm orbs, the tight stinging pressure of the interns hard nipples pushing into her own stiff rods has her head reeling. Tight hard abs are crushing together while their pubic bones thrust through their short skirts.
Hannah finds herself locked in a dangerous stare down with this femme fatale. She can taste the brunette's sweet smelling breath. She can feel her body responding, trying to emit her own defensive pheromones, fighting to push her own sexuality straight through this other hot intern’s offensive stamina.
For what seemed like long minutes the two hot interns press together, face to face, tits bulging and flatten out against each other in tight fitting tops. Their high heel shoes occasionally slipping as each girls struggles to find the leverage to dig deeper and push tighter into the press-off. Their bodies waver back and forth. Snarling faces filled with hate, pushing and struggling to exert anger and domination directly into each other. Something else besides their sweet smelling perfume is wafting up from under their skirts. Their natural scents mixing together has Hannah’s head whirling in confusion.
The doors on the elevator had long since opened as it now sits on the ground floor.
“Well bitch, do you want to fight me or not?” Stephanie hisses and sneers.
Hannah was so locked into holding her ground she hadn’t even thought about answering the first time. A thousand thoughts run through her mind. "Are they being watched? Are their people still in the building? Would she get fired for fighting? Could she even beat this tigress in a fight with claws and fists? Would she have any hair left?"
The delay gives Stephanie the answer she was waiting for. “I
thought so!” The hot brunette smears herself across Hannah’s face and body as she turns to leave
the elevator.
Hannah kicks herself in the ass for hesitating. She quickly rushes to get in front of the other intern. She catches up and just as they are about to step off the elevator, the doors start to close, and not just close at a normal speed, they slam into the two women striking their shoulders. The force is so strong and it turns the two girls into each other, forcing them together perfectly, nipple to nipple and face to face. The edges of the doors now lodged between their shoulder blades and the cracks of their asses, smashing the two women together. They scream out in pain and agony as this vice like crush makes their previous little press-off look like child’s play
“Oh my fucking god!”
“What the Fuck!”
Hannah feels like her ribs are about to break as the two women’s bodies mold and crush together. Their lethal legs are instantly scissored , both of them scrambling to gain footage and leverage.
“Oh my god bitch push your door back.” Stephanie shouts out the order.
“What the fuck do you think I’m trying to do?”Hannah snaps back.
Their legs are flailing. The smooth soles of their high heel shoe do little to gain any traction, and fighting the doors only seems to be tighten the crush.
“Ok stop, stop!” Stephanie shouts out. “We need to think our way out of this.”
The two women try to relax but the pressure is so tight it’s too much of a distraction. As they stare into each other’s eyes they can’t help but register the situation. Hannah has never felt anything like this before. Her body is completely molded into the body of another women she hates and despises. Her tits are being crushed into unnatural shapes, completely flattened out and painfully pancaked into Stephanie’s. She can feel the crush of Stephanie’s pubic bone against her own, red panties against black panties. It’s so tight it's a wonder they hadn’t shattered. This leads her to think about the possibility of one breaking over the other. Or whose tits would permanently crush the others flat? Or who's ribs are going to break first?
“Look we need to work together. We need leverage.” Stephanie then reaches up and holds both hands up, fingers splayed open. “Lets push our way out of this.”
Hannah brings both hands up and entwines her fingers into Stephanie's. The two women stare up at their clenching hands, red and black fingernail polish lacing together. Their eyes come down and lock. And for a moment there's pause. 'Which one of them is stronger?' The thought couldn’t help but fill both women’s minds as they stare into each other eyes with intensity.
“Now push!" Stephanie barks the order.
Full pressure is now on. Like two upright locked-together bench presses, the girl’s muscles jumped into action. Faces are quickly masked in snarls as the girls power into each other. It quickly becomes a deadlock that barely has the elevator doors opening, maybe an inch between their tits. It's just enough to find relief but at the expense of straining muscles.
Hannah stares into the Stephanie’s grimacing face. The intensity is off the charts. The feel of their scissored legs, the feel of her tits barely finding any relief, the effects of their crushed together pubic bones. It all suddenly has Hannah's muscles collapsing, causing the doors to rock back and forth, repeatedly jamming the two girls tighter and tighter into each other until finally coming to rest with the two of them still trapped. .
“Oh my fucking god what is wrong with you? Weak and pathetic!”
Hannah curses herself. She just blew her chance to put this slut in her place. Anger and despair explodes within her. She will not allow herself to be second against this conceited little cunt.
“Really bitch? I’ll show you weak and pathetic!” And with that Hannah launches back into another push-off.
An unprepared Stephanie finds her arms pushed back but suddenly counter reacts with her own strength. Once again the two girls push. Putting everything they have into it. Every muscles in their bodies trembling and shaking as their eyes remain locked, staring laser beams of hate and determination straight into each other’s burning orbs.
The struggle continues until it no longer becomes a means to escape but rather a test of strength between the two hot women. On and on it plays out. Equal in strength, only determination shall overcome. Hannah’s not about to give in. She focuses, staring straight into Stephanie's soul, attempting to plant fear and doubt.
Hannah starts to feel herself losing it again. She digs in deep, putting everything she has into the struggle. So many muscles being tested against each other. Their arms shuddering, the strength of their finger locking grip fighting to break each other’s clench, knuckles turning pale from their tight squeeze. Then suddenly it happens. Stephanie's muscles collapse. Once again the elevator doors repeatedly rock back and forth, crushing the two girls together.
“Weak and pathetic, huh?”
“You fucking slut!” Stephanie launches back into the struggle but this time the elevator doors don’t cooperate. They immediately start rocking back and forth as the girls struggle. The women stop only to start again with the same results. Every time they try to push apart the elevator doors rock them tighter and tighter. Its like the doors have a mind of their own and literally want to crush these two hot women together or punish them for trying to escape.
“Stop Stop Stop!” Stephanie shouts out. “This is getting us nowhere.”
“No shit bitch! Got any other brilliant ideas?”
The girls regain their breath, forced to look each other in the eye, forced to feel nearly every square inch of each other’s bodies being crushed together.
Hannah can’t help but stare into this beautiful girl’s face. Like there’s any other choice. It has her questioning her own looks in comparison. Whose would win? The thought of her dominating this stuck-up little princess has her stirring. And whether she meant to or not, her hips rocked.
“Oh my god you fucking lezz!” Stephanie rocks her hips back in protest.
“What? You’re the fucking lezz.” Hannah states. “If it weren’t for you trying goad me into your sick perverted little fight none of this would have happened."
“Are you serious? You’re the one that was stalking me." Stephanie shouts out.
"Stalking? I'm just merely going about my business!" The blonde snaps back.
Hannah has had it with this bitch. Neither of them have released their previous finger lock. Emotions are too high to even think about it. But now Hannah pulls her right hand free and slaps Stephanie in the face.
This lights a fire within the brunette and suddenly the two girls find themselves in a real catfight. A catfight with no escape.
Slapping, punching, and clawing the two hot interns attack each other. They rip hair, scratch faces, punch each other in the mouth. Hands are often tangled up between defense and offense. They attack each other’s backs and thighs, slicing their nails into each other’s legs. Nose to nose the two hot interns FIGHT!
Neither girl lets up or gives in. Both of them creating war wounds that will surely be talked about around the office for weeks if not months.
The thrill, excitement, and anxiety has something else developing within the fight as their crushed together bodies rock back and forth. The exhilaration of being locked in a catfight has a carnal lust growing between them, unleashing a sexual urge to dominate and destroy their rival. A wetness emerges between their crushed together pelvises as their bodies undulating into each other while continuing to claw, rip, and tear. They are no longer fighting to push away, but giving into the pressure, welcoming the crush of the elevator doors.
The fight eventually slows with the two women holding each other's striking hands at bay, eventually ending up in another finger lock. They pant, hiss, and sneer into each other's faces.
"You really think you can measure up against me, you fucking bitch?" Stephanie snarls.
Hannah feels the brunette's body pushing, their legs tightly entwining.
"You're not as hot as you think you are. I think you're a conceited little cunt!" Hannah huffs while continuing to arm wrestle with the blonde.
"I fucking hate you!" Stephanie suddenly spits in Hannah's face.
"Gross you bitch!" The blonde spits back. The sticky glob landing across the brunette's lips. "I fucking hate you more, bitch!"
Hannah watches as Stephanie's angry face turns into a malicious sneer. She feels the brunette's legs tightening around her own, the girl's body rocking within the tight crush.
The brunette's tongue comes out and invidiously licks up the wad of spit, pulling it into her mouth, swirling it around. She then suddenly spits back. A glob of their mixed spit lands across Hannah's lips.
The look on Stephanie's face is one of disdain as Hannah notices a drop of spit hanging off the brunette's bottom lip. She realizes there is no limit what this bitch will do to show her superiority and Hannah realizes there's no escape. But she won't allow herself to be degraded without a fight and this isn't the first time she's had another girl spit in her mouth, or returned fire for that matter.
"Really? Is this how you want to settle this, like dirty little sluts?" The blonde shouts out in disgust.
Hannah licks the spit off her lips, making sure Stephanie can see her swirling it around inside her mouth. She then spits back, a bigger, thicker glob of their mixed spit lands across the brunette's sneering mouth.
Stephanie gives off a little chuckle then licks it up. Hannah prepares for retaliation but suddenly the brunette rams her tongue deep into the blonde's mouth, swirling their mixing spit deep into the back of Hannah throat causing her to gag and choke. The blonde's eye suddenly get big and she fights back against Stephanie, pushing and screwing her wet tongue against the invading attack.
Suddenly both woman have their hands gripping each other's hair at the sides of their faces. Attempting to control the other woman in this catfight turned vile and nasty. Their bodies rocking in an attempt to crush and wreak their hated rival.
The two hot women go at it, pulling hair, forcing their faces into tighter contact, tongues and mouths attacking each other with pure animosity. The looks on their faces driven by hate and anger. Eyes wide open as they fight to choke each other out with mouths and tongues. Neither one attempting to control the amount of spit flowing and mixing between them.
A startled look starts spreading across their hate-filled faces. The thrill and anxiety of being locked in a catfight suddenly has their conjoined crotches flooded in a simultaneous orgasm.
With their mouths tightly sealed together their tongues reach the back of each other's throats as their bodies rock and undulate.
Their panty covered cunts become soaked in their mixing juices as they grind together.
The intense struggle slowly subsides. Their mouths separate with several strings of their mixing spit bridging across their lips. They glare hatefully into each other's eyes.
"So is this how you fight other girls, bitch?" Hanna questions while huffing and panting.
"You fucking slut! How dare you challenge me and think you can even come close to competing with me." Stephanie shouts back.
"You're the one who started this, you fucking cunt!" Hannah replies.
"Yeah well I'm going to finish it!" Stephanie shouts out and suddenly attacks the blonde with even more fervor.
Hannah fights back to match the intensity of the brunette's onslaught with her mouth, tongue, arms, legs, and body. It's a vicious battle as each woman uses every part to attack every counter part of her rival.
Heads are bobbing back and forth. The two women use every possible angle to choke out and suffocate her rival with tongues and spit. Hands pulling hair, clawing and ripping into whatever they can sink their nails into. Bodies are undulating as the elevator doors continue to squeeze them into a tight painful crush. Hard firm tits smashed together so tight they are completely pancaked and flattened out. Hips angled into a cunt to cunt conjointment that has them sealing together through their red and black panties, trading and mixing their juices in a pump and suction like lock.
The crush of the elevator doors is so extreme the two women no longer have their feet on the floor. The elevator holding them suspended. Legs are laced together, slithering like tight braided snakes as they grind together panty covered cunt to panty covered cunt.
They rock themselves into another mind blowing orgasm. This one even more intense than the first one. Their mouths come apart in a spray of spit and saliva, snarling and hissing as they sneer into each other's faces.
"Give it up slut. You could never match up to me."
"I'll do more than just match up to you...you fucking cunt!" Hannah finds herself to ripping away at Stephanie's top. She wants to dominate and crush this bitch in vile dirty ways.
The brunette retaliates pulling and tearing away at Hannah's top until they both manage to pull their tank tops down under each other's crushed together breasts.
There is a pause in the wild commotion. Eyes locking in a seething, calculating glare as their body's continue to undulate in a slow rocking motion. Their nakedness now enabling them to better feel the curves and firmness of each other tits and the hardness of each other's nipples.
"I know you can feel it bitch...you can't compete with me." Stephanie claims as she pushes her tits in firmly against the blonde's
"I can feel it, slut. You're not as tough as you think you are." Hannah pushes back, allowing the crush of the elevator doors to do their work.
For a moment the two women grip each other's arms. They stare intently, blues eyes into green. Each one measuring their firmness and volume against the other. Their similarities being questioned in the back of their minds, angering both women as neither one seems to have a clear advantage.
They can feel the hard nipples of their rival pushing against their own stiff and swollen rods. The sensation causes Hannah's pussy to contract and throb. She knows the action didn't go unnoticed by the brunette as the same pulse and flex was quickly returned by the her rival's cunt. The panties do little to suppress the feeling of her soaking wet labia being smashed and sucked together with the brunette's.
The two hot women continue to stare into each other eye's with hate and disgust. The two of them seething with anger as neither of them has forced the other to yield.
Once again there is hesitation as the two women crush deep into each other, fighting to determine the bigger, firmer set of tits. It remains an unanswerable question that infuriates both interns.
Stephanie reaches up and latches onto Hannah's hair, forcibly holding the other woman nose to nose with herself. "Give in bitch while you can! Before I permanently crush and beat you into a fucking coma!" She sneers into the blonde's face.
Hannah quickly returns the hair pull. "No chance of that, you fucking slut!" She snarls with the same hateful intensity. "You're the one that's going to get smashed and ripped into pieces, cunt!"
This is now a tight hair-pulling stare down as the women trade threats. Faces are masked and twisted with pure evil. Each one trying to overwhelm the other with just their feelings of hate and disgust.
"So you wanna turn this into a real nasty fucking catfight, bitch?" Stephanie's pulls the other interns face in tight, smashing nose against nose.
"You don't know how nasty and vile I can get, slut!" Hannah pulls them together even tighter, hate-filled face smashing into hate-filled face.
"Then let's get nasty you fucking cunt!" The brunette shouts and suddenly she launches her tongue deep between the blonde's snarling teeth.
Hannah's tongue attacks with the same vicious assault that has the two hot women corkscrewing their tongues together in a massive exchange of spit.
They continue to rip and pull hair with glaring eyes wide open. They fight to twist tongues and gag the other bitch into unconsciousness.
Long legs are entwined into a tight leveraging pretzel. They have long since lost their high heel shoes as their feet battle to lock in dominating positions while suspended off the floor by the crush of the elevator doors.
The pressure from the doors are now fully being welcomed as their perfect tits smash flat. So tight it feels like their rib cages are interlocking.
Their soaking wet panty-covered pussies crush and suck together in a tight vacuum that has them trading and mixing their juices back and forth deep within their vaginal canals, tainting their cunts in each other's scents.
Another orgasm tears through the hot women's bodies.
Once again they pull back from the mouth to mouth assault, their mixing spit dripping off their chins and smearing into their mashed together tits.
"You fucking slut why don't you just give it up. I'm ripping you apart. I can feel your body losing it, your tits...pussy can't handle this." Stephanie hisses and sneers.
"Are you fucking kidding me? That's not what I feel. My tits and pussy are wreaking yours! I can feel my hard nipples pushing inside you." Hannah growls back.
"Are you delusional? It's me inside you, bitch! And it's not just my nipples." Stephanie starts rocking her hips to emphasize the point.
"You're not as hard as you think you are. I can feel my panties stretching inside you." Hannah rocks back.
"Are you kidding me? I wouldn't go there if I were you slut. You're not woman enough to compete with me."
"Maybe you'd like to see it for yourself? Let's push back and take a look at who's nipples are harder. Finger lock me bitch!" Hannah challenges as she holds up her hands, fingers splayed open.
"You don't know when to quite, do you slut?" Stephanie raises her hands and laces her fingers into the blonde's.
The two women start pushing. The elevator doors slowing edging back. Their faces masked with exertion, teeth clinching, smashed together tits slowly separating.
Their nipples come into view and what they see frustrates both women. Pink and red nipples quivering in an equal deadlock.
"Oh you fucking bitch!" Stephanie shouts out through her struggling effort.
"You fucking cunt!" Hannah snarls back.
The two women continue to struggle. Neither one willing to accept the situation. It becomes a fight to urge their nipples to push, to invert their rival.
The tilting of their hips come into play and soon its not just a battle between their rock hard nubs. They acknowledge this struggle through their hate-filled eyes as each clit fights to stretch panty inside of panty.
On multiple fronts these two battle it out. They remain finger-locked in a test of strength, long legs tangled and twisted, squeezing and crushing the life out of each other.
Their eyes lock with blazing anger. It becomes a trembling stalemate as the battle goes on and on. Neither one giving in. Neither on willing to accept the impasse. Their hard nipples and panty-covered clits quivering back and forth in a fight to push and invert woman into woman.
Each one occasionally glancing down in hopes of seeing progress. Each time disappointed. Each time looking back up in frustration that only amplifies their hate and disgust. The feel of their clits pushing back and forth, inside each other. Red and black panties fucking each other while on the brink of another gushing orgasm.
Locked nearly motionless, other than the tremble of their exertion, the two hot women appear frozen in time until the elevator doors suddenly start rocking, once again, breaking their test of strength.
For long minutes the two women pant and hiss in each other's faces. Staring intently into each other's eyes. Each one wondering what they should do next. Escaping the crush of the elevator doors no longer seems to be the issue at hand. Only the complete domination and submission over their hated rival.
Stephanie finally pulls out of the finger lock. She digs her fingers into the long thick hair of the blonde, pulling the girls face in close.
"I will NOT let you survive this if I have to completely crush you into pieces, bitch!"
Hannah digs her finger into the brunette's hair, pulling them even tighter together, nose smashing nose.
"Then it's a FIGHT for survival...woman to woman you fucking cunt!"
Suddenly the two attack each other once again, yanking and pulling their faces back and forth as they spit into each other's mouths. Its now a full on acceptance of the crushing elevator doors, even looking for ways to tighten the compression as long legs twist into a tight leveraging knot.
The fight escalates into another ripping, clawing battle of feline fury. The two hot women tear into each other with all they have. Digging their nails into the surrounding parts of their smashed together tits. Inflicting scratches and bruises across each other's faces and bodies. Fighting and praying to hear the words "I surrender" and fighting to keep from screaming it out themselves.
After several minutes of punching, clawing, and slapping, the fight slows into a tugging and gripping squeeze. They look for ways to tighten the compression as long legs twist into tight knots. They lean into the crush, seemingly desensitized by the pain between their flattened out tits.
Legs and feet battle it out to find new positions of leverage. At one point they bend their legs up high enough to allow the soles of their identical feet to press and grind together while the tight crush of the elevator doors holds them suspended off the floor. Their toes interlock as this perfect position has them applying even more pressure to the clit to clit, cunt to cunt crush.
Their mouths attack each other with fury. Tongue jamming spit deep into the backs of each other's throats. Wide open eyes locked together with determination and hate blazing - their mixing drool dripping off their chins - coating their crushing and grinding tits. The two girls resort to using their faces out of hate and anger, smearing makeup and spit - fighting to defile and ruin each other's desirable looks. Their bodies continue to rock back and forth in what can only be described as catfight fucking.
They crush themselves into another mind blowing orgasm. This one even more intense than ever, but it doesn't end there. They fight through it, using their ejaculations to penetrate and degrade their rival. It becomes a war of cum and spit. Which one of these women has the stronger drive to crush, fight, and fuck?. Which one will last longer? Which women will survive?
So on and on it goes, on through the night and into the early morning hours. They continue to tongue and fuck each other into oblivion. Mouths coming apart periodically, only to call each other vile names while strands of their mixing spit bridge between their teeth and lips. They continue to pump orgasm after orgasm deep inside each others bodies. A fight that now seems to be about out-mixing and overwhelm one another in each other's feminine essence.
For hours the lobby echos with the sounds of sucking mouths and cunts - moaning, groaning, cursing and spiting until eventually everything fades.
Lucky for the two women, Heidi was the first one to arrive in the building. Her eyes get big at what's displayed in front of her. Seconds later she finds her rival Tina coming up to stand beside her.
“Oh my god what happened?” Tina asks in disbelief.
“I don’t know but it looks like they were fighting!” Heidi responds with confusion.
“Oh my god they’re crushed together so tight, and their
faces look glued together. Are they alive?" Tina asks with concern.
“I think so." Heidi responds.
"Why are their tongues in each other’s mouths? And look at their toes, they're locked together.” Tina questions their position.
“Maybe it was all part of their fight!”Hannah replies.
“What do we do?” Tina asks.
That’s when Hannah reaches over and presses the elevator call button, and just a simple as that, the doors open. The two tightly crushed women tumble to the floor inside the elevator, bodies entwined, faces still sticking together. The jolt awakens both women and suddenly they are eyeball to eyeball with each other. Their dried tongues pull away from each others mouth as they pull their faces apart - sticking together with dried sweat and smeared makeup. Their eyelashes were entwined and glued together and when they went to pull away they ended up trading several lashes.
They unlock their toes and kick each other away, their skin peeling, nipples snapping apart, each nub dripping with a milky clear fluid. They separate further. Their glue together crotches ripping apart, leaving shredded silk fibers of their panties stuck and embedded into each other. The two of them had ground a hole through the silky material as the center core of their pussies pop apart, still dripping wet from the cunt fight they were locked in.
The two women now fully aware and remembering what had happened, kick each other away. Slowly they stand up in a tattered mess, panting and heaving, both in complete disbelief.
"Oh my god what a hot mess the two of you are." Tina remarks with astonishment.
"I'll say." Hannah agrees in disbelief.
"You fucking bitch, look at us!" Stephanie shouts out.
"What...like it's my fault?" Hannah replies.
"If I remember correctly this all started with you trying to compare yourself to me." The brunette states.
"Don't flatter yourself, you ugly skank!" Hannah snaps back.
"Fuck you bitch!" Stephanie shouts out in anger and lunges for the blonde.
Heidi and Tina stand there in disbelief as the two hot young interns tear into each other.
Within seconds they are back ripping and clawing away at one another. Face to face they pull and yank each other back and forth.
The two of them tangle together tighter and tighter until their locked together in a nearly motionless wobble: tongues once again jammed down each other's throats, eyes wide open, bodies crushing, legs tightly entwining. It was almost like the two girls were trying to replicate the situation they had just been locked in.
"Holy shit, you two really have it out for one another." Heidi shockingly states.
"Looks like things haven't been settled." Tina comes in behind Stephanie. "Maybe I can help you out Stephanie." And with that Tina reaches around the brunette and slips her arms completely around Hannah's back and starts pulling the two hot interns together. "Crush the bitch!" Tina hisses into Stephanie's ear.
"Yes, it looks like things might not be finished." Heidi then come in behind Hannah, sliding her arms around the blonde and all the way around the waist of Stephanie. "Here, maybe we both can help you two finish this." And with that Heidi starts to pull.
For a moment the four women stumble back and forth inside the closed elevator while Hannah and Stephanie continue to pull hair and fight it out mouth to mouth, tit to tit, and cunt to cunt like starving manics.
"Get her." Tina could be heard whispering into Stephanie's ear.
"Fight harder." Heidi mutters to Hannah.
The ding of the other elevator suddenly alerts the women of people moving into the building. There's a complete pause in the their struggle.
"It seems this might not be the time and place to settle this...might I suggest a private meeting." Tina makes the proposal.
"Yes, it looks like this might take sometime to resolve. I'm sure the two of you do not want to be fired." Heidi makes the claim
The idea didn't seem to resonate as the two interns continued to fight.
"Look, people are coming...the two of you need to stop or be caught in this precarious situation." Tina had now removed her hands from Hannah's back and attempts to pull Stephanie away from her rival.
"Yes, girls you need to stop. This elevator could start moving at any second." Heidi now assisting in separating the girls by pulling Hannah back.
"NOW GIRLS!" Tina barks out the order and the two pairs of women come apart.
Heidi and Tina move in between the two interns. "The four of us will have a meeting. You two can settle your issues without risking your jobs."
"Yes, this is a terrific idea. The four of us will have a meeting.
Suddenly Heidi reaches over and grabs Tina by the hair, pulling her face in close. "Maybe this will be a perfect opportunity for the two of us to finally settle our differences, bitch."
Tina retaliates with a grip on Heidi's hair, pulling them nose to nose. "That's an excellent idea, slut." And suddenly the two young lawyers jam their tongues into each other's mouths. They attack one another in a tight clinch with the same ferocity as Hannah and Stephanie, eyes wide open as tongues swirl their mixing spit deep inside each other's mouths. It's like they want to show the two hot interns their not the only ones locked together in a nasty ongoing catfight.
Another ding of the elevators causes them to pull back with a several strands of their mixing spit linking their lips. "Let's go Hannah." Heidi makes the command as she reaches over and presses the button to open the elevator doors. The blonde intern quickly gathers her shoes before the two of them walk out onto the 7th floor, and for now leaving the two hot catfights unsettled.
The End
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