Brandi Love
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Chick Lick

Chick Lick

Brandi was having a bad day at work. Her alarm clock had failed to go off earlier that morning and she was forced to rush getting ready. A big girl, she was still very curvy in all the right places. Her job at the front desk required that she make sure her makeup was done right and she was dressed in her uniform.

 

The short black skirt only served to emphasize her legs and feet in her black pantyhose. Her shirt was stretched tight over her large breasts, nestled securely in the cups of her black, sheer bra. Still, there was no mistaking that she was a very sexy BBW. Her long, black hair framed her face, highlighting the soft features of her face.

 

She worked hard all morning, well aware of the looks she was getting from the front desk supervisor, Brooke. Brooke took it as a personal insult any time on of her girls was late. Being new in her position of authority, she tended to lord it over the other girls.

 

She too, was a big girl and every bit as curvy as Brandi. The only big difference looking at them was that Brooke had blonder hair. It was a very rare day indeed, that all the men working at the hotel did not stop and admire either her or Brandi.

 

Brooke was attired the same as her staff. As she went about her day's work, she was well aware of everyone's glances at both her and Brandi. For most of the day, the 2 girls ignored each other. Few people knew of the history between them. Or that it would erupt in the fashion that the end of the day held.

 

Brandi had applied for the same position as Brooke had. And having being there longer than Brooke, she was convinced the job should have gone to her. Brooke had been given the job of telling Brandi that she was unsuccessful in her bid. And thus, the seeds of dislike between the 2 of them had been sown.

 

As the afternoon wore on, Brooke could not control herself any longer. She called Brandi into her office and closed the door. To see the 2 of them facing each other, it was easy to see how much they looked alike except for the color of hair.

 

Brooke sat back down behind her desk and invited Brandi to sit.

 

"You know were late this morning, Brandi," she started. "The company cannot tolerate such tardiness. I have docked you the time accordingly. Perhaps that will teach you to me a little more responsible!"

 

Brandi felt the anger rise in her. "You can't do that!!", she fumed! "You know I work harder than the rest. And how dare you lecture me about being tardy. You're the one we've covered for the last few months."

 

"You watch your tone of voice with me, Lady!", responded Brooke hotly. "The last thing I have to do is take any abuse from someone like you!"

 

"Just what do you mean by like me?" Brandi shot back.

 

"Well, I know you still can't accept that the better choice was made for this job," replied Brooke. "And sooner or later, you're just going to have to accept that I'm better than you all around."

 

"You wouldn't sound so smug if we weren't at work," hissed Brandi.

 

A sly smile crept across Brooke's face. "Are you trying to say something, Brandi?"

 

"I think you know what I mean", came the reply.

 

Brooke stood up and come around the desk and sat on the top. "Tell you what, little girl. You find us an empty room. We're both off in an hour. You find the room, I'll be there!"

 

Brandi stood and faced her boss. "You got it, and I can hardly wait!"

 

Brandi stormed out of the office, slamming the door behind her. She could feel the rage inside of her raging to be let out. She went straight to the computer and called up every empty room there was in the hotel. 807 was the 1st room to show as having just had the carpets replaced. No furniture had been put back in there, yet. 'Perfect," thought Brandi to herself.

 

She grabbed a piece of paper and scrawled a quick note on it to Brooke. All it said was 807, 60 minutes and slid it under her rival's door.

 

The clock seemed to drag as the last minutes of the shift went by. As the second hand reached the end of her shift, she pocketed the key to 807, making note that the other key was already gone. She signed out and with no word to anyone, made her way to the 8th floor.

 

She used the key to let herself in and there was Brooke standing on the far side of the room, hands on her hips. Brandi closed the door behind her and made sure it was locked and the safety chain was in place. She then tossed the key on the counter next to the other one.

 

"So you chose to show up," sneered Brooke. "I'm quite surprised. I thought a little cunt like you wouldn't have the guts!"

 

"You have no idea how much I'm going to enjoy kicking your ass," was Brandi's reply. "So what are the rules going to be?"

 

"There will be no rules. It's just going to be you and me. The only thing I'll suggest is that we remove our shoes."

 

"Done!", agreed Brandi. She kicked off her shoes as Brooke did the same. Now they stood on each side of the room, pantyhose feet on the carpet, hatred in their eyes towards each other.

 

They both raised there hands in front of themselves, painted nails like claws. They glared at each other and as if a silent command had been given, they lunged at each other.

 

2 sets of nails grabbed at each other's hair as they clashed. Nyloned feet and legs struggled as the 2 girls wrestled on their feet, yanking back and forth. Guttural screams of anger escaped from their throats as each sought to hurt the other.

 

Screams of "bitch" and "cunt" filled the air. Large round breasts were pressed tight as they pulled hair and clawed at each other. Legs entwined with the soft sound of pantyhose against pantyhose.

 

The 2 girls stumbled back and forth until Brooke hooked Brandi's foot with her own. The 2 big girls fell to the carpet and the fight began in earnest.

 

Rolling back and forth, they clawed and scratched at each other. Their skirts rode up showing the roundness of their ass's as they fought on the ground. Brandi clawed at Brooke's face as she sought to best her rival.

 

Both girl's hair was a mess as they rolled and fought. Shirts began to pop buttons as they clawed at each other's large, round breasts. Brandi tried to drive her knee into Brooke's crotch but was stopped by her rival's knee trying the same.

 

"Fucking cunt," hissed Brandi, "Ugly cow!" was the reply back.

 

Brandi got her arm around Brooke's neck and pressed her advantage. She punched at the other girls face, trying to inflict maximum pain. There was no give from either girl. This was pure woman vs. woman.

 

Brooke dug her nails of one hand into Brandi's tresses, and clawed at her face with the other hand. Sweat dripped as they rolled back and forth, clawing and scratching at each other.

 

The 2 big girls cursed and swore at each other relentlessly. Knees and hands sought to hit each other's most sensitive parts. Finally, they rolled apart and each managed to make it to her knees.

 

Brandi's shirt was torn open, exposing her 46DD breasts in the cups of her bra. Brooke's shirt had only one button left, barely containing her large, soft mounds in their bra.

 

Both girls looked at each other, knowing this would be the last segment of the fight. They screamed at each other and lunged forward again. As they locked fingers, Brooke drove her nyloned knee between Brandi's thigh's, hearing her rival cry out at the direct hit.

 

Brandi fell back to the carpet and Brooke dived on top of her. She got both hands in Brandi's hair and began to slam her head into the carpet over and over. Brandi tried to claw at her hated foe's breasts, trying to leave claw marks down them, but she was losing steam fast.

 

Brooke slammed her head over and over by the hair, feeling the dark haired girl weaken and then begin to go limp.

 

She stood up over her foe. "Listen to me good, cunt", she hissed. "If you ever give me trouble again, I will do this to you again! Do you understand me, bitch?"

 

All Brandi could do was nod as the tears began to fall. Brooke looked at her, then drove her pantyhose foot into Brandi's side one last time. As she left the room, all Brandi heard was the door click.

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