Karen And Sarah Ch 01

This was a concept that initiated over a decade ago online where the author (dawn_f) wrote about single mom's named Sarah and Karen who were living together and had a point of contention about one breastfeeding the other's infant which led to them preparing to titfight. It never got to the actual fight and was abandoned. Another author came along and started rewriting it years later, but also never finished. I've taken the names of the women, and the inciting incident about breastfeeding, and written a very different story around it.

Hope you enjoy it.

Breast Feeding

Part 1

Matt and Jake were half-brothers from a large family, both self-employed and doing reasonably well, who had married in their late 20s. Matt's wife, Karen, worked in health care. She was a pretty shoulder length brunette who did crossfit and jiu jitsu a few days a week because she was afraid her curves would lead to her getting fat if she didn't work out. She even did a little kickboxing and was a natural athlete but her build limited how far she could go in any sports. Matt compared her to a shorter, sexier version of Gina Carano when she had filled out after her fighting days.

Jake's wife, Sarah, was an event planner. She was a pretty long haired blonde who jogged a bit but otherwise was proud of her curves. She knew there might be a time where she would have to focus more on keeping her body from getting out of control, but for the time being she enjoyed being right on that edge of being fat that the kids these days called thick. Jake considered his wife to be a taller, sexier version of Tiktok influencer Anelia Verbin, a.k.a. yellz0.

Matt and Jake were both boob men and many playful arguments had arisen between the two when comparing their significant others. Matt was certain that Karen's slightly smaller pair was firmer, due to her working out and taking better care of her body, and would wear out Sarah's bigger rack and squash it flat. Jake obviously disagreed, telling his bro that there was no workout that would make the brunette's smaller pair stand up to his blonde wife's bigger globes.

The couples got together fairly often, leading the men to compare their wives even more. One that kept their fantasies going for a while was a night that ended up in Matt and Karen's hot tub with both women sporting two piece bathing suits that flattered their bodies. Matt begrudgingly admitted that Sarah's bigger tits were closer in firmness to Karen's than he originally thought while Jake reluctantly noticed that Karen's smaller boobs were closer in size to his wife's own pair than had believed they would be.

Karen and Sarah were not unaware of the fetish each husband had. They both had indulged in comparisons with women they saw in public and some role playing in bed as they described the titfights they would have with a variety of potential opponents. Each read some of their husbands favorite stories and watched videos on the sites their men had frequented to get their fix of female competition, mostly focused on no hands titfights. While neither man had broached the idea of the other's wife with their own, neither woman was oblivious to their obvious similarities. When they saw their husbands eyes darting back and forth between both pairs of tits in the hot tub, Sarah and Karen began to take closer notice of their counterpart.

Before anything came of it, something much more interesting happened. Both women got pregnant and gave birth to girls within a few short weeks of each other. Sarah's body finally pushed over that edge from thick to carrying more fat than she wanted while Karen's muscle disappeared behind her own layer of extra meat on the bones. While both wanted to get back to their pre-pregnancy look, neither was upset about the transformation of their boobs. Sarah's big rack had gone up a full cup size, at least, without any more sagging at all even when fully loaded with milk. Karen's pair had also grown quite a bit and, even though they didn't look or feel quite as firm with the extra volume, both she and Matt secretly thought they had caught up to Jake's wife's pair in size.

Every other week one of the couples would drop their little one off with the other, just so they could get some husband and wife time alone and refresh a bit from the frantic nature of being first time parents with an infant. This particular week in December saw Matt and Karen drop off little Allie with Jake and Sarah. After a relaxing dinner at a fast casual chain they returned to pick up their daughter.

As Karen began putting her in the car seat, she noticed that the bottle she had pumped ahead of time was still full. "Did Allie not eat?" Jake responded, "We tried giving her the bottle but she just wouldn't take it this time. It's okay though, Sarah fed her." Karen and Matt's heads both turned to the blonde wife standing off to the side as she blushed and lowered her head, "I had enough to take care of her. It was no problem, really." Matt hesitated for a moment before he responded with a simple, "Oh, okay, thanks," and then the couples chatted for another minute or two until Allie was fully in her seat and everything was ready to go.

"Did you see that!" Karen was fuming as they turned the first corner leaving Jake and Sarah's house.

"See what, honey," Matt responded as he tried to not focus on the image his mind had created of the blonde pulling out her big tit and feeding both girls at once.

"Don't act like you didn't fucking see it. She smiled while she was pretending to blush and put her arm under her fat tits to push them up while she was acting like she didn't have any choice but feed Allie herself instead of using the bottle. She knew exactly what she was doing. I bet she does that same fantasy shit for Jake that I do for you and she wanted to show me up in front of both of you."

"Come on honey," Matt said as they neared their home across town, "I'm sure it was completely innocent." "Innocent!" Karen yelled at her husband.

"There's no way Allie wouldn't take a bottle of my milk. She did that on purpose. She better not do it again if she knows what's best for her."

Matt felt his cock jump a bit at that last comment and barely got out a whisper, "What if she does?"

"You know those milking titfights between mom's that you like to read about so much honey?" Karen said as her anger subsided just enough to notice her husband's arousal, "If your brother's cow-titted wife ever feeds my baby with her fat, flabby tits again then you're going to see a real titfight and I'm going to milk her dry with my better tits."

Part 2

Jake looked at his wife with a sly smile. It was true that Allie was being fussy about the bottle before she eventually drank from it. While Sarah was feeding Kaycee and Jake was trying to feed Allie, he joked that maybe his blonde boob goddess should pop her other big tit out and let his sister-in-law's child feed on it. Sarah rebuffed the idea, knowing how awkward it would be if Matt and Karen found out, and they continued as normal. As the kids finished, Jake blurted out another comment that should have gone nowhere.

"Hey, babe, does the bottle they use fit your breast pump?"

Sarah mindlessly answered, "Yeah, I think it's the same brand."

"You want to have a little fun," Jake followed, "and fill it up with yours?"

The blonde looked at her husband for a minute and then, "And what would that do?"

"Oh, I don't know, we could tell them Allie wouldn't eat and you had to feed her. Let them wonder about it for a minute and then you could tell them we're just joking and it was my idea for you to refill the bottle." Jake was proud of himself. He imagined his half-brother struggling not to gawk for a moment while Karen would probably have a horrified look on her face before Sarah told her the truth.

"Okay," Sarah said to her husband's shock, "I'll do it in a few minutes after we've got these two burped."

At first it was playing out just like Jake had said it would. Karen found the full bottle, Jake told the story about Allie not taking the bottle and Sarah feeding her, and Matt's instincts put his attention directly on Sarah before he quickly composed himself. Where it didn't play out like he planned was his own wife's response. Instead of letting the cat out of the bag, she noticed the looks from the other couple and then blushed and went off script, lifting her tits with one arm while telling his half-brother and sister-in-law how it wasn't a problem because she had enough milk in her boobs for both girls.

After Matt and Karen left, Jake looked at his wife and said, "What was that?"

"Did you see the look on her face?" Sarah responded. She wasn't horrified. Her jaw clenched and her eyes narrowed. I think she was mad, or jealous, or maybe both."

"You don't think," Jake said mostly to himself, "that she was really angry, do you?"

His blonde wife lifted her tits with one arm again and replied, "Even if she was, she couldn't beat these on her best day."

Part 3

Matt was panting, his heart racing faster than he could ever remember, his body soaked in sweat and, despite all he knew about himself, he could feel another erection growing after three Earth shattering orgasms. Karen had started describing the titfight before they had gotten home. By the time they were out of the car he was at full mast and trying not to cum in his pants as he walked to the door to open it for his wife. She kept talking while putting Allie in the crib and making sure the baby monitor was on, and both of them had shed their clothing before they got from the baby's room to their own.

While neither of them had actually seen Sarah fully topless, Karen described the other woman's pair in detail while regaling her husband with the story of how her own pair would pound the milk out of them. After their first shared orgasm, she told the story again, this time adding more detail and throwing in a touch of humiliation at the end where she made the loser get on all fours and grabbed the hanging tits to milk them like a cow. The second orgasm came and went and Karen still wasn't done. Her description took longer, she talked about what both women would be feeling physically and emotionally, and then she added to the humiliation stakes at the end by forcing the loser to suck her tits until she was satisfied. Each time followed the same basic pattern of Karen's firmer tits causing Sarah's to mold around them as she used her superior strength to move the curvier woman's back against a wall where she would batter the bigger pair flat with little resistance.

Matt could barely get a word in edgewise as he was too busy following along and trying to picture every detail his wife mentioned. He was confident that any real titfight between the two would result in her winning, but he did have one quibble with Karen's storytelling. He was certain that Sarah would put up a better fight than his wife was giving her credit for, making his brunette titty queen earn the win that she would undoubtedly get.

As his member slowly became engorged again, Matt leaned over and latched on to one of her nipples with his mouth while his hand reached over to fondle the other breast. As Karen moaned softly at the sensation, her husband tried to form his own best guess about Sarah's tits. He knew they were big and full, and seemed softer than his own wife's rack. What he didn't know was what the other woman's nipples looked like when fully engorged and how big her areola were. Karen had described her foe as inferior in both areas, but he wasn't sure about that at all. He did his best to pull up memories of any scenario where the blonde's breasts were exposed enough to get a sense of what they would look like fully uncovered. While they had all been together in similar states of dress in several situations, the night they got in the hot tub together was very cold. Sarah's nipples had definitely been tenting the triangles of her top pretty significantly and he thought he remembered a bit of the outline of her areolas after she had dipped under the waist high water at one point and come back up, causing the wet top to stick a bit more to her tit meat.

"What are you thinking about?" Karen asked as she realized her husband was almost methodically working over one nipple in his mouth while exploring the nipple and areola on the other with his hand.

"Honestly, honey, I was forming my own mental image of Sarah's breasts compared to yours."

You think my description of her fat, flabby boobs was wrong?" Karen questioned, a little irritation in her voice.

"You made her tits sound like they were no match for yours at all. Like you would just walk through her." Matt knew he had to tread lightly as his wife's expression darkened a bit more before she continued.

"So, you think my tits aren't better than her flabby cow tits? Do you think she would win? Is that what you want?"

"No, no honey, that's not it at all," Matt scrambled to try and salvage a fourth romp of the night. "It's just that you completely dismissed them. Yours are better, and you will win, but I don't think it will be the 5 minute cakewalk you were making it sound like."

"Okay," Karen said with a bit more subdued tone, "where do you think I'm getting it wrong?"

Matt then paused for a moment before sharing his honest thoughts. "Well, for one we don't know what her nipples or areola are like. They might be a good match for yours. I've heard tons of women say that firm nipples poking into their areola is one of the most surprising sources of pain in a titfight." Seeing that Karen seemed to be open to more he continued, "She's also more athletic than you're giving her credit for. Sure, you're a better athlete and definitely stronger, but we've done a lot of physical activities together and she's usually able to keep up for most of the time. She's also a runner so her endurance is probably better than people would think when they see her body. Finally, while your boobs might have caught up to hers in size, we both know that you've lost a little bit of firmness due to the added weight and having a baby sucking on them every day. Her's have probably softened a bit as well, but when we were all in the hot tub hers weren't as far behind yours in firmness as I thought they would be and her nipples were poking out pretty far in that top."

Karen thought for a few minutes before asking, "So how do you think it would go?"

Matt jumped on this chance, telling a story similar to the versions she had told just a short while earlier, but he added things like Sarah successfully landing some good punches by swinging her looser boobs, Sarah's nipples poking her areola painfully a few times, Karen's tits taking a few big hits that would likely hurt for a few days, and an estimation that she could end it just like she planned but she should probably prepare herself for a fight that lasts 10-15 minutes before she eventually prevails. "Then, you would milk her beaten cow tits and make her suck your better tits in front of me and Jake so that nobody would have any doubts about whose boobs are better anymore." That seemed to satisfy his wife and before he knew it, Karen was on top of him riding him like a bronco while she told a version of the titfight that was closer to his thoughts than her own.

Part 4

Jake was going to spill the beans, and let Matt and Karen know that the breast feeding story was just a joke, but Sarah told him not to. They continued their dirty stories about titfighting women they saw or knew, but the topic of the other couple remained taboo. Two weeks passed and it was time for them to drop Kaycee off while they went on their own dinner date. When they arrived, even though it was ice cold outside in the middle of December, Karen was wearing nothing but short shorts and a thin t-shirt that showed the semi-erect nipples of her braless tits. As soon as they pulled out of the driveway and headed towards their destination, the conversation started.

"See," Sarah said, "I told you she was jealous of these." Jake had to fight every urge not to turn his head completely as he was driving to look at his wife once again lifting her heavy, full tits with one arm.

"Yeah," Jake said a bit breathily, "she was definitely wanting to put on a show for you with that top."

"Not just for me," Sarah responded, "she wanted you to think her tits were as big and sexy as mine."

Dinner was intense as any they had had before, the couple picking out every single woman in the restaurant who could even possibly put up a little bit of fight and quickly telling stories of Sarah smashing them flat. The hushed conversation and prolonged looks were noticed by a few of the other patrons, and Jake was honestly hoping that one of the couples would say something about it so he could push for them to all go somewhere close and have the women titfight in front of the men. It didn't happen, but now Sarah and Jake had a new element to their shared kink.

While Karen's brazen display was the impetus, and underlying motivation, for Jake and Sarah's titfight story filled dinner, both had subconsciously put it aside as they pulled into Matt and Karen's driveway and hurried through the cold and in the front door. It didn't click for either of them that only Matt was in the living room as they got Kaycee and began packing everything up. When Sarah had nearly finished securing the car seat, she finally looked around and noticed the full baby bottle of milk sitting on a coaster on the end table.

As she picked it up, both Sarah and Jake's eyes went directly to Matt.

"Oh, that," Matt said with a bit of mischief in his voice, "a funny thing happened. Kaycee just wasn't willing to take the bottle. I guess both of our girls like the fresh stuff if they can get it, so Karen went ahead and fed them both."

"I sure did," Karen said as the other couple turned to face her leaning up against the opening leading into the kitchen, "and I had more than enough for both of them." Her face beamed with pride while her eyes narrowed as she looked at Sarah and lifted her own heavy tits with one arm under them and pulled her shoulders back to achieve maximum effect.

While Matt walked over to stand by his wife, Jake and Sarah both stared silently for a few moments at Karen's top. She was still wearing the same outfit as when they dropped Kaycee off, but now the thin top had two wet spots over her fully engorged nipples.

"That was a joke last week," Sarah almost yelled. Jake noticed his wife's body tense up as she continued, "we were just fucking with you. Did you seriously feed my baby girl with those stumpy little nipples, you whore?" Matt and Jake jumped into action quickly as both women's claws came out and they lunged for one another with nails out and ready to slash. Just as both husband's caught each other's eyes, and shared a questioning look about whether or not they should just let them go at it, both Kaycee and Allie started screaming at being woken up by the noise.

Matt dragged Karen back to the baby's room while he yelled over his shoulder, "Get her out of here bro! We'll talk later!"

Part 5

Jake said little on the ride home. For her part, Sarah sat there actively tweaking her nipples to full length while occasionally blurting out a sentence like, "My nipples are way longer than hers," or, "that extra weight has made her boobs softer than they were."

They got home and put Kaycee down for the night. As they got undressed for bed, Sarah immediately started describing how she would defeat Karen in a titfight. The first time she started by saying she would challenge the brunette to a nipple duel and after she quickly won that she would take advantage of the other woman's shaken confidence and start slamming her bigger tits into the smaller pair, causing Karen to backpedal until she was trapped and the blonde's bigger tits would grind the smaller pair out leaving them deflated with expressed milk everywhere. Jake busted a nut and immediately started getting hard again, which encouraged Sarah to tell it again, with more detail. This time she emphasized the nipple play and the milking along the way, finishing with her opponent submitting and then being smothered under the winning breasts. A third time happened as well, this one going further into the details and ending up with the addition of both husbands sucking the nipples of the winner while the loser watched.