Traditional Rivalry

Priya, a Indian busty beauty worked as an executive in a corporate firm in Southern USA, she was all attractive, 5ft 6 height, 38d cups with slim 26 or so waist & nicely shaped 38 butts. One day Priya saw the President of the company escorting someone to the elevators. It looked like Boss was finishing an interview. All Priya could see was that it was a woman, about her own size and shape, dark hair and medium complexion. Then the two stopped in front of the elevators and the woman turned to shake Boss’s hand. Priya could now see that the woman was quite busty, almost as large as Priya herself, had a fairly trim waist and full hips. Priya’s breath stopped when she looked at the other woman’s face. The world took on a red haze as she stared at the woman’s silhouette. It couldn’t be. What the hell was Boss thinking to even give a woman like that an interview?

As the elevator door closed, Priya moved to intercept the company President as he made his way back to his office. The two meet at his office door.

Boss, who was that?

Hmm? Oh, that was a new employee Nida. She’ll be working for Brian in marketing. I’ll introduce you to her tomorrow.

Don’t bother. I won’t be having anything to do with her.

What? Why? What’s the matter Priya, Do you know her? Priya was his best manager and he didn’t want to do anything to upset her. But the contract with the new employee was signed, he had already paid to have her move here and he couldn’t back out now, even if he wanted to.

Never met her before in my life and I never want to. How the hell could you hire a woman like that?

What are you talking about? I thought you’d be pleased. She comes from the same part of the world as you. I thought you two might have something in common. I even thought you might become friends.

FRIENDS? WHAT?? ARE YOU CRAZY? Boss do you know where I am from?

Yeah. India. So what? She’s from right near there.

You idiot. She’s from Pakistan isn’t she?

Yeah. Like I said right next door.

Boss you need to study world history a little. Her people and mine have been virtually at war for hundreds of years. You better keep the bitch away from me. Far away. With that Priya stalked out.

Over the next several weeks Priya saw nothing of the new employee. She didn’t know where they had stuck her, but it was away from Priya and that was fine with her. Finally the day came when Priya saw the woman going into Boss’s office with Brian. Priya went into her own office and shut the door. She didn’t give it another thought.

Her secretary called and told her she was going out for lunch around 12:30, asking Priya if she wanted anything. Priya said no. Then around 12:45 her door opened with out a knock. Priya looked up, irritated that someone would burst into her office without knocking. Even Boss didn’t do that. The person she saw made her even more irritated.

”So you’re the Indian bitch that got me exiled before I even joined the company. I should have known to check the company roster before signing the contract. Where the fuck do you get off bitching me with the boss.” Said Nida.

Well, well, well.. How the hell did you even get out of that savage country of yours anyway? I didn’t think any civilized nation was taking your kind, you poppy eater. You must have lied like alike as well like a Pakistani to get this job.

The two stood glaring at each other. Finally the Pakistani backed out of the office and left.

Boss entered a few minutes later. I see you met Nida? How did it go?

Oh, just fine Boss. She’s still alive, so I guess were ok so far. Get out of here.

Everything moved along smoothly till the faithful day two weeks later. It was late, very late. Priya was working on a presentation that had to be ready for Monday. Rather than come in on Saturday, she decided to finish it on Friday night. It was almost 10.30pm when she wrapped up and headed for the elevator. By that time the office was empty. She pushed the button but she could hear that it was already on the way down. The doors opened and there stood Nida.

Get off you Pakistani slut. I won’t ride with the likes of you.

Fine with me, take the next one. Nida reached for the buttons to close the door and continue on her way.

Priya put her hand in the door, holding it open. No bitch. I said get off. NOW. Ill take this one, you wait for the next.

I don’t take orders from Indian sluts with an over rated opinion of their own importance.
Oh yes you do bitch. Priya reached into the elevator, grabbed Nida and yanked her off the elevator, sending her crashing into a cubicle divider. Priya turned and made to stride onto the elevator. Nida sprang up, grabbed her hair and threw her back into the same cubicle divider. The doors on the elevator closed.

The two stood staring daggers at each other. With out saying a word, Nida put her hands out, fingers clawed. Priya immediately copied her. The two circled then dove at each other, sinking their claws into each others scalp.

The area in front of the bank of elevators was fairly large and completely clear, giving them a good area to fight in. With hands wrapped in each others hair, the two swirled across the open area, four or five steps, to smash into another cubicle divider. They crashed to the floor and rolled across it still yanking hair, screaming and yelling at each other, heads being jerked from side to side. With a particularly savage yank, Nida pulled Priya’s head back painfully, twisting her neck and exposing her face. Nida unloaded three viscous slaps to Priya’s face, stinging her cheeks and bouncing her head off the floor. Dazed, Priya barely resisted as Nida slung her onto her back then dropped her knee into Priya’s belly.

Priya’s air whooshed out as she tried to squirm away, only to be dragged back by Nida’s hand hold in her hair. Nida slapped again, then punched into Priyas chest. Still partly dazed, Priya reached up at the woman looming menacingly over her, grabbed the front of Nida’s sky blue shirt and ripped it open to the waist. With out hesitation, Priya grabbed the cups of the exposed denim blue bra, squeezed and pulled to the side. Nida screamed and rolled with the pull, slinging off to the side and hitting the floor with a thud. Priya continued to crush the Pakistani babe’s tits as Nida ripped and pulled at Priyas cream colored shirt exposing her matching cream bra. Priya’s shirt opened, then ripped down the side as Priya released one boob and torn at Nida’s blouse in turn.

In short order, both women’s shirts were gone and they started on each others bras. Nida went first but Priya shortly followed. Now they filled their hands with each others magnificent melons. They pulled each other up to their knees by their breasts, screaming as each squeezed and twisted the tit flesh in their hands. They pulled each other from side to side, stretching each others breasts painfully. They kept if up for a couple of minutes, both in agony, but neither willing to back down. Priya then made a wise move, she pulled up sharply then yanked Nida’s tits down as violently as she could.

Nida screamed and pitched forward to follow the tit pull down, but she hit Priya. Leaning into Priya, tits hanging down, Nida screamed as Priya continued to pull down as hard as she could on Nidas tits. Nida’s hands had released Priya’s own globes and went to Priya’s wrists, but pain made her weak and her efforts to get Priya’s hand off her hangers were without success. Priya pushed her left hand up while continuing to pull down with her right, crushing the breast in her left hand into Nida’s chest, while stretching the one in her right hand as far and painfully as possible. Then pulling down with the left she pushed up with her right. Like she was milking a cow, Priya pulled down and pushed up on the tits in her hands, crushing and stretching the breast flesh excruciatingly. Over and over, up, down, crush, pull, Priya punished and tortured the Pakistani rival.

Nida was crying and screaming, huge tears running down Priyas chest where Nida’s head leaned into her. Nida had long since stopped pulling on Priya’s wrists. Her hands pounded on Priya’s upper chest then had gone to Priya’s shoulders, feebly pushing to try to free her self. Then her arms just lost all strength and hung limply down, bouncing as Priya yanked and crushed her breast meat. Nida tried to bite into Priyas own tits, but couldn’t get her teeth into Priya’s big melons.

Give it up cunt! Admit I’m the better woman, that all Indian women are better than any Pakistani slut and maybe I’ll let you keep your tits. SAY IT BITCH! TELL ME IM A BETTER WOMAN!
N..N..Never you cunt. OHHHHH MY TITS. OH… PLEASE NO

Nida’s arms still hung down limply and she desperately punched into Priya’s belly, but with little effect. With her last punch she left her hand pressing against Priyas solid abs then suddenly slid her hand down, under the waist band of Priya’s black skirt and into her panties. Nida’s hand closed around the Indian bitch’s womanhood and she squeezed.

Priya gasped as she felt Nida’s hand slid into her panties then screamed as it closed on her pussy. She pulled up savagely on both of Nida’s boobs, crushing them into her chest and digging her nails even further into the boobs. It became a tug of war between Priya’s crushing hold on Nida’s tits and Nida’s grip on Priya’s cunt.

Nida who was completely lost by that time made one final move, she pulled down Priya’s panty half way down and with her thumb (having larger nails) hammered straight into the Indian pussy….. Priya’s eyes came into center, but before she could do something, Nida pulled her hand back & landed another crush into her pussy, like a dagger attempting to crush an ice slab, Nida kept digging her thumb several times into Priya’s pussy. Priya tried to hold on tighter to Nida’s breasts but the pain she was having in her pussy with Nida continuously ramming with her thumb was unbearable. Priya let go of Nida’s breasts & they both fell on floor.. Nida soothing her breasts with both hands while Priya desperately trying to sooth her pussy with her hands. Both kept lying their moaning in pain for a few minutes.

Crying and sobbing, Nida got up on her fours, facing away from Priya. While Priya done with soothing her own pussy went after Nida on her knees. She grabbed Nida’s navy blue skirt and pulled. Instead of pulling the Pakistani babe back into Priya’s clutches, the skirt ripped and Priya walked her hands up it to rip and tear at the clothes remaining on Nida.

Skirt gone, Priya pulled back on Nida’s legs till the Pakistani babe was lying next to her. Priya grabbed Nida’s bikini panties and pulled savagely up, sawing the material into Nida’s cunt. Nida gasped then screamed. Priya stood up, lifting Nida’s ass off the floor and sending her into a tremendous bridge. Higher and higher Priya lifted the pain wracked woman, till finally Nida’s feet left the floor, and for two or three seconds, she was suspended on her shoulders only, Priya bouncing her by the panties till they ripped away.

Nida hit the floor hard with not a single piece of cloth remaining on her. Nida rolled on the floor, wailing and sobbing, crying at the pain. Priya who was topless but still had her black skirt & black panties half way on her thighs, kneeled besides Nida trying to gain some energy back, taking deep breaths in & out, knowing that it would take longer for Nida to recover & that her victory over the Pakistani was quite obvious by now. Priya stood up after a couple of minutes wanted to kick Nida when suddenly Nida grasped Priya’s legs and pulled them quickly, Priya fell on the floor as she wasn’t expecting a quick move from Nida & hence was surprised. Priya’s back hit the floor hard and she cried out loud in pain. Nida slowly got up & moved towards Priya on her all fours like an animal. She landed a couple of punches into Priya’s face, stepped over her, reached down and grabbed Priya’s tits. Nida pulled up and lifted Priya’s shoulders off the floor, suspending her by her tits. Priya was screaming, she tried to get hold of Nida’s breasts but as soon as her hands got close to Nida’s breasts, Nida dropped her.. Priya’s head hit the floor hard and she yelled in pain. Nida immediately pulled Priya again by her breasts, hung her for a while and then dropped her.. She did this 3-4 times till Priya was motionless. She then held tightly to each of Priya’s breasts and moved them in opposite direction as much as she could, Priya cried in pain, Nida with all her energy remaining within, tried as much to torture Priya by pulling her tits away from each other. Priya got hold on Nida’s boobs trying to imitate the action, as soon as Nida realized this, she pulled & lifted Priya up with her breasts and hit her on the floor once again, Priya let go of Nida’s boobs & held her head in pain..

Nida stood up & pulled Priya by her hair, standing on her knees, she then came at Priya’s back & repeated her discontinued action from behind. Holding both of Priya’s melons and moving them apart as much as she could… trying to take the revenge of what Priya did initially in the fight, Nida since at Priya’s back was in a better position to torture the Indian. She played with the Indian tits by separating them, then pulling them up as much as she could then pulling them down, then left then right… Priya pleaded & cried. All she could do was to get hold of Nida’s wrist which she manages to do but nothing really more than that. For about 5 minutes Nida did the torture when finally she herself was too tired to carry on the action.. She left Priya’s boobs as she fell on floor crying in pain. Before gathering her own breath Nida daggered a couple of more shots into the Indian pussy with her thumb nail which caused the Indian to yell in severe pain. Priya was lying on her belly holding her assets, Nida as a final nail in the coffin held both of Priya’s butts in her hands & dug her nails as much as she could and then this time she moved the butts away from each other… Priya’s eyes were wide open, screaming with pain as the Pakistani played viciously with the pair of hips moving them away from each other as much as she could & her nails dug deep into the hips. Priya was beating the floor in desperation as a gesture of ‘I give up’. Nida, before stopping the action rammed her knee between Priya’s legs and separated her legs apart. She grabbed a handful of Priya’s hair and pulled her up, Priya’s face came up from the floor with the force of hair pull while she was still on her belly with legs apart. Nida on her knees behind Priya moved her own legs apart to make Priya’s left further away from each other. Her right knee was moving Priya’s right thigh away while her left knee was moving Priya’s left leg away.. Holding Priya’s hair with left hand Nida started to punch on Priya’s arched back causing her tremendous pain. Priya was in an awkward position she couldn’t use her hands as both of her hands were on floor trying to give support to herself, & if she try to take her hands away from the ground was causing a dreadful pain to her neck.

Well bitch? WANT SOME MORE?

No..no please No more… Y...y...you are the s..s..superior woman. I submit. Please stop.

Say sorry bitch..

I…. I am sss sorry….

Nida slammed a few more punched before she rammed Priya on floor. Nida stood straight and pulled away Priya’s skirt & panties making her totally naked, she kicked Priya once to make her roll on her back.. Priya laid on her back looking up at the victorious Pakistani.
What are y..y..you going to do? Asked Priya in weekend voice.

You are a stupid bitch, aren’t you? Remarked Nida as she straddled Priya and facing her feet, Nida knelt atop the other woman, then sat back on her, putting her pussy over Priya’s mouth. Gripping Priya’s tits as she squeezed.

If you don’t make me orgasm in the next five minutes, I’m going to rip off one of your nipples. Then you will have another five minutes before I rip out your clit. Now get uh...uh...uh...ohohoh yes, yes, yes. Nida exploded with pleasure as Priya’s tongue ran up into her pussy, over her vulva and into her vagina. When she tickled Nida’s clit, a shiver ran up her spine. It was like an educated snake as it withered and squirmed, licking and tickling inside Nida’s cunt. Priya’s lips pressed against Nida, kissing, sucking and blowing across Nida’s pussy. Nida had never been eaten like this before. The woman’s mouth was amazing. In something under three minutes Nida’s body was wracked by a tremendous orgasm.

Nida stood and pulled Priya to her knees by her hair.

You are very good with your mouth bitch. I’m sure you won’t try bug with me again here?

I won’t… nnn never.

Very well. you should mind your own business from now on. Now get lost.. Nida picked her tattered clothes & began to walk to the elevator when she heard her name called from behind.. She turn around & saw Priya getting back to her feet slowly walking towards Nida..

“There is a better way to say sorry”, said Priya & hugged Nida… both naked ladies stood there for a few minutes tightly hugged into each other when Nida pulled Priya back from her shoulders & kissed on her lips softly then said… “that’s like a good girl”

Priya pressed the lift button, the door opened & Nida entered the lift..

“You aren’t coming???” asked Nida

“No I will take the next…” said Priya

“Oh come on you….” Nida pulled her in & the elevator door closed.