A Brighter Tomorrow
by Anna the Marine Chick
I never thought I would find love in a man. I mean, I had been into women so long that the thought of a man being my soul mate was unimaginable. But here I am, deeply in love with Jim. Jim is 42 and a veteran of the US Navy, I know what you are thinking, me, a Marine finding love with a swabby! Again unimaginable!!! I had recently moved to the west coast from Virginia due to past issues with my family. I was drinking a beer at a beach side bar when an ice cold Shock Top was placed in front of me. Then, a large shadow loomed over me. I turned to see incredible brown eyes and a kind face asking if he could sit down. I decided to humor him and as we got to talking, so many things just clicked. We both served time in Iraq and Afghanistan, me with the Marines and Jim with Navy Explosives Ordinance Disposal. Both of us had visible tattoos, some depicting friends who past. And when I talked to him, his eyes did not linger on my breasts, they looked into my eyes. And he has such beautiful eyes. We ended that night with shaking hands and exchanging numbers. Turns out we have a lot in common. We both love Harleys and went riding the next weekend. Over the next month we started seeing each other more and more. He brought flowers, I made him dinner, we shared our first kiss and it felt like it did back in high school. I had the butterflies and everything.
Jim came from a long line of military people. Both of his parents are deceased but he has a sister living in the area and I got to meet her and her kids at a BBQ at his house. She is a wonderful woman who is married to a Navy SEAL and they have 4 kids, all girls. She told me she was a pain in the ass as a kid and this was her punishment…LOL! Jim was married just once to a woman named Jessica. From what his sister, Beth told me, Jessica was a real cxnt! Jessica had been a dancer at a strip club when she and Jim met and they “fell in love”. That is how lots of military marriages start and eventually end. She gave birth to one child while she and Jim were married, Hollie, though it was with another guy and not Jim. The asshole was a dead beat dad and left as soon as Hollie was born. So Jim forgiving Jessica, took care of them both. Jessica kept cheating on him for the next 10 years and by then Jim was sick of all of her bullshit so he kicked her out. He has a heart of gold, but you can only push someone so far. Jessica and Hollie still live in the area and Jim says he has seen them from time to time. It was a messy divorce with Jim proving Jessica’s cheating and that Hollie was not his, meaning Jessica got nothing. HAHA!!!
So Jim and I had been dating for a month and we went out for a romantic dinner to a restaurant overlooking the Pacific Ocean watching the sunset… it was perfect. We were talking about what to do this weekend when Jim glanced over my shoulder and swore underneath his breath.
“Shit”, he said as I turned to see a stumbling young redhead heading towards us.
“JIM!!! Good ole daddy JIM!” she calls out load with a few of her friends trying to pull her back. “Well, well well…. What have we here, Jimbo… I didn’t know you used escort services.”
“ESCORT!!!” I fumed and tried to get up, but Jim held my forearm tightly.
“Hollie”, Jim said, “Nice to see you too. What are you doing here? “
It was obvious that she was way underdressed, wearing a tight black tanktop with a pair of large pale breasts overflowing in it and some daisy duke cutoff shorts.
“Well Jimbo, today is my 21st birthday and I wanted to celebrate it” she said in loud slurred speech.
“Well then happy birthday Hollie” he says and turns back to me, “Now if you will excuse me, I would like to get back to dinner.”
“OOOOHHH! So who is your date JIMBO?!?” she said. I am beginning to hate the Jimbo thing.
She leaned over the table with her swelling cleavage inches from my face, the reek of alcohol on her breathe. I leaned back a bit.
He turns to me with an apologetic look on his face. “Anna this is Hollie, Hollie this is Anna”.
Hollie turns her glassy eyes towards me. “So what club to you spin around the poll on, slut?!?”
By this time all the restaurant was staring at our table. Hollie’s friends were still trying to pull her away and were apologizing to the guests saying she was a little drunk.
I turn my face towards her. “Funny, strip club reference”, I say with a sly smile, “I wonder if your mom is missing you at the corner you two whores share!”
“YOU BITCH!!!” And she lunges for me… a waiter and her friends grab her around the waist. But she is able to spit on me. I get up to go at her and Jim holds me back.
She is pulled from the restaurant by the staff and her friends and told not so nicely to leave or the police will be called. The manager comps our dinner and we leave. I was still so pissed as Jim drove us to his house. Part of me wanted to get at her right away for the way she was rude to Jim and I. We get in the door to his place and we embrace and go at it like wanton teenagers. The sex was amazing!!! After a few hours and multiple orgasms later, we lay catching our breath on the floor not even making it to the bed. I was in heaven! He rolled over and gently kissed me on the lips.
“My God Anna! Where did that come from?” he said out of breath.
“MMMMM… I was just thinking of what I would do to that bitch tonight”, I purred and returned the kiss.
I see a puzzled look on his face, then I roll him onto his back, placing soft kisses on his chest.
“First I would invite that little bitch over to my apartment or a hotel room, just somewhere we the two of us can “talk” privately. She can wear that outfit she had on tonight, tank top and daisy dukes, her tits spilling over and I would be in a similar outfit, my tits barely contained.” I whisper to him as I see is manhood rise and harden, and then I straddle his waist and place his rock hard cock inside me. We moan together. “She and I would have a raunchy catfight, ripping our clothes off, scratching, pulling hair, grabbing and squeezing each other’s tits, stripping each other naked, rolling back and forth across the floor.” He grabs my hips and pressed up into me, I bite my lip, my hips rock in unison with his thrusts. “She and I fight back and forth until I end up on top, pulling her nipples taught and grinding my pussy into her” The last part kinda slipped out…. I was worried I said too much but thrust harder into me….
“OOOOHHHHH GAWD!!!!” Jim exclaims as he climaxes!!! I think I curled his toes. I lay down on top of him… our hearts beating rapidly together. “Anna, I would…. Give…. Anything to see that!”
“MMMMM Glad I can please you mister!” I say as I lay my head on his chest. “Wait till I tell you what I am going to do to Jessica!” And with that we continue an all night love making session!
The next morning while Jim was in the shower, started doing my own investigating. I only have to spend a few moments on the internet I find numbers for a Jessica McConnell and Hollie McConnell. Then checking Facebook, I see the same girl I saw the previous night and her mother’s profile is an older more slutty version of Hollie. Guess I know where she got it from. I decide to text young miss Hollie a message.
Anna “Hi there Hollie”
A minute or so later I get a text back.
Hollie “Who is this?”
Anna “This is the woman you spit on last night”
Hollie “LOL, hope you enjoyed that bitch”
Anna “Oh, I think you and I should meet to discuss how much I liked it”
Hollie “Time and place whore”
Anna “Yeah right, you have some of your thug friends come over, this is between you and me”
Hollie “Straight up bitch, just you and me”
Hollie “ Oh and here is my address, 2102 Park Trail Ln”
Anna “Fine little slut, mine is 4002 Bedder Cir, Apt 4, be there at 5pm, the door will be open, come right in, oh and wear that little outfit you had on last night, you looked like such a street walker with that”
Hollie “You got it cxnt!”
So my plan is now fully hatched. I kiss Jim goodbye and tell him he is going to have a surprise for him tonight. With that I drive home and start to prepare the house. I set up little recording devices all over the apartment, in the living room, kitchen, hallway, bedroom and bathroom. I link them all to my laptop and set it up to record at 4:55pm. He is going to love me for this. Plus the chance to get at one half of a pair of bitches who have wronged him and continue to be a pain in my man’s ass, well that gets my juices flowing.
I move the breakable furniture and coffee table to a spare room and lock it. My apartment is not huge but it has plenty of room to brawl in. My door opens up to living room/dinning room with a hallway leading the open bedroom. I stripped the sheets off only leaving a fitted sheet. All of my pictures I securely locked in the spare room. Nothing to knock down or knock over. At 4:45pm, I dress in black tank top and short daisy duke jean shorts. I turn on my music loud, luckily my neighbors seem to all work late so I would not see any of them until after 9pm.
I look out the window and wait…. Which is not long. A small convertible pulls up into an empty parking space near my apartment and Hollie steps out. Before I get to the main jist of this I will paint the picture of what Hollie looks like… She is 21, straight red hair, standing 5’5 maybe 120-125 lbs, large chest, easily a DD cup if not bigger. She has the body of a centerfold with all the curves in all the right places. She is wearing what I asked of her, black tank top and daisy duke shorts… we are dressed the same. I only have an inch of height and maybe 10 lbs. My brunette hair falls wavy passed my shoulders. She marches up the stairs to my apartment and I walk back into the center of the living room.
She enters the door and closes it.
“Use the deadlock”, I say as she enters, “I don’t want any friends of yours bothering us.”
“No one else is coming whore!” She says as she locks the dead bolt. “Ready to get your ass kicked old lady!”
“Bring it cxnt!” I say as we advance towards each other.
We slam together in the middle of the living room latching onto each other’s hair and yanking for all we are worth. WE are screaming obscenities at each other as we spin around the room like drunken sailors. I free my right hand and start punching away at the her left side and her head, she grunts as each punch connect and then she joins in. WE are bent over at the waist and punching up at each other like hockey players, some connecting and some not.
She lands a right fist dead center into my left breast and I howl in pain, my knees getting weak. She must have sensed that because she pushed forward and we collapsed on the couch with her on top. The fists turn into slaps against flesh. I pull her in close so her slaps and punches will not have much behind them. I locked my legs around her right thigh and I pulled my left hand around her back to her hair and pulled down to me, my right hand shot up between us and grabbed her big left breast and I squeezed like hell. She screamed in pain and thrashed around. She put her hands to my face and pushed back, my neck bowing, I released my legs around her and she fell back, her ass hitting the carpet, her tank torn down, exposing her left tit. I jumped off the couch and tackled her to the carpet.
The fight turned into who could strip who first, maybe it was so we could get at exposed skin, well either way it worked. Our tanks were stretched and torn and after about 5 mins of rolling around we fell apart, my tank around my waist and hers was in my hand. Our chests were heaving up and down and stared at each other for a few moments. I threw her tank down and she and I slammed together on our knees. Our tits smashed flat and oozed out the sides. I started throwing punches to the side of her head and she returned a few then we slowly got to our feet still locked together. I pushed forward and we stumbled into my small dining room kitchen area.
Her ass hits my small dining room table and slides up it. Her legs wrap around my waist but she doesn’t squeeze too hard. I pressed her down to the table top and grabbed her hair and started to bang her head against the table. BAM BAM BAM!!!! She yells out in pain. My head is yanked back painfully and I grunt and she tries to squirm out from under me. Our skin is slick with sweat, my hard nipples scrap against her belly as she slides across the table. She pushes off of my and rolls off the table to the other side. She runs for the kitchen and I give chase, she opens the first drawer looking for a weapon. Lucky for me, all the things that could maim or kill me where locked away.
I grabbed her by the back of the hair and yanked her off her feet, landing on her ass, then I pulled hard with both hands dragging her back towards the hallway. She kicked up with her right foot catching me in the neck and shoulder and I fall on my butt.
Hollie lays on her back for a little bit before rolling to her stomach and rising. I slowly get to my feet.
“I thought you young bitches were tough,” I taunt, “Aren’t you going to kick this old lady’s ass?”
As the topless daughter of my man’s ex screamed in rage and rushed at me, but that is what I wanted. WE slammed together in the hall, bouncing from wall to wall, our breasts mashed together, nipples digging into flesh. Her hands yanking my hair, nails digging into shoulders. I rake my nails down her side to her shorts and start to pull on them. I felt her hands on my shorts and we pulled each trying to strip the other naked. I glanced up to the hidden camera and flashed a quick smile, knowing Jim would love this video.
The shorts ended up at our ankles and were kicked aside. Here we were, naked as the day we were born except now we were covered in scratches, hand prints and red marks. I pulled her into the bedroom and we careened out of control until we landed on the bed. We thrashed around the bed rolling till I got on top, then we roll and she was onto. The sweat from our struggling bodies makes our bodies’ slick like oil wrestlers.
Hollie was able to get on top and straddle my waist, her hands grasped both of my breasts and she dug her nails in. I screamed in pain!!! GAWD THAT HURT! I claw at her wrists and try to pull her hands off my tits! I reached up and grasped her dangling breasts and dug in! We pulled and groped and twisted and raked nails across each other tits. They were stretched in ugly shapes, slapped together. Hard nipples were pulled and twisted, eliciting howls of pain from both of our lips. My screams were getting more and more horse. My tits were in so much pain, tears streaming down my cheeks, mixing with makeup and sweat. She was crying too and I knew she did not have much left. She broke off her attack and pulled my hands off. She slammed down on me and we began to grind out swollen hurt breasts together. My arms wrapped around her back and I rolled us to the right. Our bodies were locked tight. WE were intertwined like lovers but the scratches and torn hair gave away our catfight.
I punched her hard in the side, she yelped and bit my shoulder. I yelled out and we rolled off the bed and slammed into the floor. We broke apart and laid there for a moment. Then she and I turned toward each other and latched onto hair and shimmied our bodies into a tight catball. Legs locked together, tits pressed tightly, our pussies jammed together, our tummies slick with sweat rubbing back and forth. She and I rolled back and forth. She bit my shoulder and I bit the side of her face. We did not draw blood but the pain was unbearable.
I finally felt her go limp and I ended up on top. I straddled her waist, my hands grasped her breasts, already swollen and bruised. I pull on the big tits and her scream out surrender. I pull on the nipples more, just like I told Jim I would do. I pull the breasts out far by the nipples then twist them violently left and right. She is sobbing, raked with pain. I let go of her tits and get to my feet.
“Don’t ever disrespect me or Jim again you little cxnt!” I yell down at her. “Oh and tell your mother she is next!” I kick her once in the belly and she curls into a ball.
I stop the video and grab a robe and go sit on the couch. Hollie got up and left about 15 minutes later. She was still crying as she left and would not meet my eyes.
When I arrived at Jim’s he took me in an embrace and I winced in pain.
“Anna, whats wrong?” Jim asked concerned.
“Just watch this,” I said with a smile.
Needless to say, Jim and I made love, more gentle then we did last night but I know every time we watch that video, he and I are going to do amazing things to each other. I can’t wait for Jessica to call.
