Dear Johnny,
I wrote you about the 2 fights my wife Marsha has got into over the past year. Marsha is big and strong and she was just too much for either of the two women she beat up. Marsha is 38 year old 5 foot 7 inches and 155 pounds and a 36B bra. She has a very beautiful face with medium brown hair and gray eyes. After Marsha won the two fights she became a lot more confident and mouthy, and she has almost gotten into 2 other fight. All of this happened at the bar down the block from the house and they have asked us to please stay out of their bar.
Although Marsha only would go to the bar a couple of times a week, she was very upset. I started going to a new bar where a couple of guys from work hang out. The bar is larger and more crowded, a much tougher crowd and there is always woman there trying to pick up men. My wife never wanted to go to the new bar, and me being a flirt I had many female friends at the bar. One of the woman Rita is one of those painted doll, flawlessly drop dead gorgeous light skinned Puerto Rican. Rita is 5 foot 3 inches, 115 pounds and a 34D bra, with dark brown/ black eyes, and long dark brown hair. Rita is 22 years old, always made up like a doll with high gloss bright red nails and lipstick. Rita was always flirting with me, very friendly, touchy feely and always asking me when I want to go home with her.
Someone told Rita that I was married and that my wife and I had been thrown out of another bar because of her brawls. Rita said she couldn’t figure out why I wouldn’t go home with her. She told me that it doesn’t matter to her if I’m married. She is hanging all over me and telling me how much she wants me. I was strong, I was not giving in. I was just asking myself if I’m crazy pushing every man’s fantasy away.
Suddenly it was like a light bulb lit up in Rita’s head and she laughed and said “OHHHH, I understand. I heard that your wife is a big, old ugly fat cow. I heard that she thinks she’s all that because she beat up a couple of old whore’s in a bar. I’ll fight her for you. I’ll knock the shit out of that fat old cow and make her beg me to fuck you senseless.” My cock was trying to bust out of my jeans, and perhaps Rita noticed this. All of a sudden I felt Rita’s right hand wrap around my cock. Rita laughed and said, “Would that be a fantasy. You want to see me beat up that old whore wife of yours. How would you like to see me sit on her face and make her suck your cum out of me, or perhaps you would rather see me strap on a big dildo and fuck your wife with it. Anything you want babe.” My cock was pulsating.
I had to drag her hand off of my cock as I covered the bulge in my pants with my jacket. I grabbed Rita’s hand and dragged her out of the bar. I spent almost the whole night at Rita’s. I just couldn’t pull myself away, it was the hottest sex I ever had. On the way home I was trying to figure out what to say to Marsha. I had about 5 stories prepared, but Marsha was sleeping when I got home. I quickly became addicted to Rita. She would talk about fighting Marsha and describe how she was going to beat her up and humiliate her.
Marsha tried to confront me about having a girlfriend, but I denied it. I told Rita and she was getting angry that I won’t tell Marsha about her. As much as I love woman fighting I was hoping that Marsha would never find out about Rita. I knew that I would be forced to make a choice between the two women if there was a fight, and my 3 choices kept swirling around in my head. Stay with Marsha, win or lose, stay with Rita, win or lose, or go with whichever woman wins the fight. I came home from work one day and Rita was really angry. She started screaming that she knows all about my skinny little whore Rita, and she was going to kick her ass and put an end to our affair.
Marsha gave that message to the person that told her about Rita, and Rita sent back a message that she would be happy to meet Marsha and punch her face in. That same person must have told Marsha all about Rita because Marsha kept telling me that she is going to beat the shit out of that skinny little whore. They agreed to meet at the bar to fight. This bar has a policy that if two people wanted to fight, no one would interfere under any circumstances, and the bouncers would clear an area for the fight.
Marsha and I showed up at the bar about 10 minutes before fight time. The level of excitement exploded was we walked through the door. Marsha is wearing a white mini dress, high heels and stockings. I saw Rita standing talking to a couple of her friends and she was wearing a black micro mini skirt and a white blouse with hot knee high, high heeled boots. Rita smiled as she started to walk towards us. She put her arm around me and smiling said, “After I beat you up you fat cow, I’m your husband will be mine, and you will be totally humiliated.” Marsha became infuriated and she was just starting to reach for Rita when 3 big bouncers stepped in between them and one of the bouncers said, “We cleared out a space for you two to fight it out. There will be only one rule. No weapons, fists, feet hands legs. The fight will not be interrupted by anyone, under any circumstances until the winner says it’s over. One of the bouncers had taken Rita to one side of the fight area which was 20 X 20 square with a brick wall at the far end and a table and chairs at either end. Another bouncer brought Marsha to the other end of the fight area. The announcer said, “Now if both of you women agree to the ruled we can get the fight started. Rita said “yes,” and Marsha said “yes,” and the announcer said, “Alright begin,” as he swung his hand down and walked out of the fight area.
The two women stood there staring daggers at each other and sizing each other up. Then as if on que Marsha starts advancing slowly toward Rita. Rita raised up onto her toes and she started dancing around. Marsha stood there flat footed as she cautiously moved forward. Then suddenly Marsha screamed “I’m going to knock the shit out of you whore,” as she lunged at Rita, grabbing for her hair. Rita quickly sent a left fist “bam,” right into Marsha’s nose. The punch wasn’t hard and it barely knocked Marsha’s head back. Rita’s punch seemed to have no effect on Marsha and she grabbed Rita’s hair and she started shaking her head back and forth and swinging her around in circles like a rag doll. She was ripping chunks of hair out of Rita’s head and Rita was screaming, “AAAHHH, AAAHHH, my hair let go, stop.”
Marsha let go of Rita’s hair and she grabbed her white blouse with both of her hands and she held her up so that her feet were practically dangling in mid air and she started screaming insanely in Rita’s face, “I hear that you’ve been bragging about sitting on my face and making me eat my husband’s cum out of your cxnt. I heard that you have a dildo in your pocketbook that you’re planning on using on me. Now I’m really going to give my husband and all of these people a really good show. The crowd was cheering.
All of a sudden Rita bolts upright and she starts hammering my wife’s face. She’s punching her nose over and over again with short jackhammer blows. Marsha is caught totally off guard and she sounds not only surprised, but panicked as she cried out, “I’m bleeding.” Marsha let go of Rita’s blouse and she started to back away from her. She put her hand to her bloody nose and she showed it to Rita screaming, “Look at what you did to me you fuckin little whore, I’m bleeding. Rita laughed and said, “And now I’m really going to knock the shit out of you, you fuckin fat cow.”
Rita went right after Marsha flailing her fists. She swung wildly over and over again, but Marsha managed to hold her arms up in front of herself and block most of the punches. Rita started breathing Heavy and her punches started getting weaker and weaker until Marsha just knocked Rita’s hands out of the way and she grabbed Rita by her fuckin hair and she yanked her head up. Then quickly she shoved her head back down as she raised her right knee and her knee smashes right into Rita’s face. Rita’s head bounced up off of Marsha’s knee and Rita is seeing fuckin stars as her head swings straight up in the air and she’s stood strait up on her feet. Then she starts to teeter backwards on her high heels until her head comes back down and when it does, Marsha just goes plowing into her, full force, and Rita isn’t ready for her. She grabs Rita’s already torn blouse and she shoves her back hard. Rita’s blouse rips right off of her chest in Marsha’s hands as Rita stumbles backwards on her high heels and she almost falls over again. Now the crowd is really cheering.
Rita is covering her exposed bra and she cries out “stop.” Marsha walks right up to Rita and she grabs her bra with her left hand and Marsha is laughing as she screams, “I thought you were so fuckin tough, you’re not so tough. Look at you whore.” Marsha pulls at Rita’s huge bra and When she lets go, Rita’s bra just goes sliding down and is hanging right over Rita’s stomach, and Rita’s big, sexy tits are exposed right in front of everyone. The crowd is screaming as Marsha screams, “Now I’m going to use your big tits as punching bags you whore.” Marsha raises her fists up like a man and she starts pummeling Rita’s big tits. She’s pounding Rita’s huge breasts back and forth like punching bags. She just keeps punching Rita’s tits until Rita’s tits are all swollen and black and blue, and Rita is crying out, stop, please stop.
Marsha laughs and she screams, “You thought that you were so fuckin tough. You thought you were going to use a dildo on me in front of my husband and all of these people; you thought you were going to make me suck my husband cum out of your cxnt. Now you’re going to beg me to humiliate you slut. Now let me hear you beg.” Tears are welling in Rita’s eyes and Rita cried out, “please enough, you win, I’ll never go near your husband again.” Marsha laughs and she screams, “how dare you tell me when you had enough. I’ll tell you when you had enough. Now let me hear you beg.” Tears start streaming down Rita’s face and her face turns beet red. Rita starts to walk away from Marsha crying out, “enough, you win, just stay away from me you fuckin cow.”
Marsha runs right after Rita. She grabs Rita’s shoulder and she spins Rita right back around to face her again and she takes her right fist and she sends it plowing full force right into Rita’s stomach. She smashes the air right out of her and Rita groans “OOOFFF,” as all the air rushes right out of her, and Rita’s knees buckle right under her and she falls right over onto her hands and knees. Marsha grabs Rita’s hair and she yanks her head up so that Rita is looking right into her eyes and she screams, “The more hard time you give me whore, the more I’m going to humiliate you. Now you’re going to crawl around in front of everyone and you’re going to bark and show everyone just what a dog you really are.” She starts dragging Rita across the rough cement on her hands and knees, and Rita’s knees are getting all scraped and bloody. Rita is crying out, “OOOWWW, PLEASE LET GO, LET GO.” Marsha screams, “bark bitch.”
Rita start “WOOF, WOOF, WOOF,” barking like a dog. Marsha is walking Rita like a fuckin dog and Rita is “WOOF, WOOF, barking and barking, and everyone in the crowd is laughing. Marsha screams, “keep barking bitch as you crawl over to your pocketbook and bring me that dildo.”
Rita is scared and she’s submissive to Marsha now and she crawls over to her pocketbook and she takes the big, hard erect rubber cock out and crawls over to Marsha. Marsha grabs the dildo and she starts strapping it on screaming, “Now lower your panties bitch.” It was strange to see normally cocky, confident, tough little Rita so completely submissive to my wife. My big, tough wife was in complete control of Rita, and Rita didn’t want to do anything to piss her off. Obediently Rita stood up and she lowered her panties. Marsha grabbed her shoulders and she rammed that big rubber cock right into sexy little Rita’s ass hole. She was fucking Rita up her ass over and over again. Rita was crying and screaming in pain. Then Marsha pulled that big hard cock out of Rita’s ass hole and she ordered Rita, “On your knees whore, suck this cock clean.” Rita fell to her hands and knees and she took that big, hard erect rubber cock into her hands and she held it right up to her mouth and she started sucking it clean. She was sucking passionately over and over again. Rita sucked that dildo clean.
Marsha screamed, “Now lay down on your back whore.” Rita submissively laid down on the ground. Rita lowered her panties and she held her wet, hot cxnt right over Rita’s face screaming, “Now you’re going to suck my husband’s cum right out of me because that is the closest you’ll ever get to my husband’s cock again. Now suck me off whore.” Rita stuck her tongue right into Marsha’s wet, hot pussy and she started licking her pussy feverishly, over and over again like a dog licking its master. Marsha was sweating, and moaning and shaking “AAAHH, AAAHHH,” as she exploded right on Rita’s face. Then Marsha got up and she grabbed my hand and we walked out of the bar to the cheers of the crowd.
