Marisa Evans vs Buxom Bea

The Platinum Blonde gave a brief groan as Bea's nipples pushed into hers. But she stood her ground. Bea had an amazing pair to be sure, but Marisa felt like she could stand up to the bigger breasts, using her own natural firmness.
As Bea's lips closed the distance, Marisa's tongue came out, licking around them with a quick circular flick.
She also began to try and push against Bea, her breasts and nipples leading the charge, looking to back her towards a corner.

Bea swiftly met Marisa's tongue with her own, as if to signify an unspoken, "Nuh, uh uh." She could feel the firm pair of the model's breasts push against her harder, feeling her feet move backwards. This of course made Bea react by pressing against Marisa even harder. Their nipples flicking against each other with every bit of their motions. Bea decided to try and take advantage to fluster Marisa with a force of a liplock between the two.

Marisa rose quickly to the challenge of Bea's kiss. Once the other woman's lips found hers, Marisa's tongue slid forward, looking to press and swirl around Bea's in a plot to try and overwhelm the other woman.
However, her advance was halted to the corner was halted, Bea's nipples pushing against hers making her groan and stop before she tried to slide her own around Bea's in a circular motion, using their clenched hands for leverage. She knew that Bea's sheer bust size could overwhelm hers, unless she kept the Buxom One off balance. Briefly Marisa wondered about the wisdom of taking on such an endowed girl in a breast fight when the endgame was to force her to climax, and repeatedly. But if she could shake Bea's confidence by at least coming close to overwhelming her in a contest that was supposed to be in her favor, that couldn't hurt as the match went on.
*Ah well, woman's pride and all..* she thought to herself...

Bea was experienced with this kind of erotic battle, but Marisa seemed to be rather passionate about her dominance. Bea found the platinum blonde's tongue swirling around her own and decided to twist and push forward with her own, making the two dance together. The straight-up dual of nipples turned into less of an advantage for Bea as Marisa used her leverage to circle her nipples around Bea's. Bea wasn't exactly strong, so this maneuver was enough to overpower Bea enough to cause her to take a few steps back. The busty blonde had one idea that she hoped would work. She would try and move her leg forward and around Marisa's to lock in as she intended to push full-force with her breasts into the model in an attempt to take this fight to the ground.

Marisa felt Bea's leg hook around hers and knew what was coming. She couldn't avoid it with her and Bea's hands clasped together as they were, but she could be prepared.
Breaking the kiss as they fell, Marisa readied herself, and just after they hit the mat, she slid her leg between Bea's, her smooth thigh brushing against the Buxom One's covered sex as she tried to roll, and put Bea under her.
If it works, she'll smile down at Bea, and ask "Did that go as planned, Bea?"

Bea thought she had herself an early advantage, but she was sadly mistaken. She blushed as she felt that smooth thigh brush against her covered womanhood, which gave Marisa enough of an opening to successfully roll her underneath. Bea would look up at Marisa a bit flustered and aggravated from having been thwarted so easily. "Maybe not, but I can still get you from beneath..." She would retort with a sly smile as she tried sneaking her hands around Marisa's body, aiming to bearhug her from their unorthodox position.

Marisa was forced to press against Bea as the other woman's arms drew her into a bearhug. Although Bea may not have been overly strong, Marisa's busty foe could still make breathing difficult over time.
But the former model had a counter of her own awaiting her opponent. The Platinum Blonde wrapped her arms around Bea's head, attempting to draw her into the bust Bea was breastfighting against moments ago. If Marisa managed to lock in her breast smother attempt she'll smile.
"Oh Bea, do stay there awhile and enjoy yourself, hmm?" she'll tease.

Bea thought she had the advantage once again, but that feeling was short lived as Marisa moved her body upwards and hugged Bea's face into her impressive breasts. Bea would flail and struggle as the smother was locked in. Bea had been on the giving end of the treatment plenty of times, but rarely was she on the receiving end. An idea did strike her as she was trapped in those natural beauties. Bea would let out a soft breath as she turned her head. If she could get any reaction out of it, she would transition into an almost motorboat fashion.

Marisa let out a sigh as Bea's breath blew over the side of one of her sensitive breasts, unconsciously loosening her grip a tad. It wasn't much but it allowed Bea to move her head slightly. Thinking that her foe was simply exhaling, she didn't realize she was being scouted until the other blonde her move.
The New York dwelling American moaned softly, her nipples hard against the front of her gown. She tried to tighten grip on Bea as her thigh resumed rubbing against the Buxom One's sex, sensually grinding into it as she tried to force her opponent to be more compliant and hold onto her top position.

Bea continued buzzing her lips, rubbing her face in those sculpted beauties of which she was being held between. However, she now had another threat to face, the rubbing thigh against her womanhood. How was she going to counter this? She tried reaching around with her hands, aiming to grab onto something, anything that might give her some breathing room to fight back.