The Biker Bitch
Short Story by J. Coleman
Stephanie had always been a "wild child" who, at a young age; discovered sex, alcohol, drugs, rock and roll, and hanging with a bad crowd to be her forte. In high school, she had no interest in cheerleading, sports, or any mainstream activities; but instead, fell in with the drug and skater culture. After high school and a seemingly endless succession of dead end jobs for several years, Stephanie took a job as a cocktail waitress at a seedy little biker bar in a Boston suburb.
The sultry five foot three inch blonde was an instant hit at the bar and quickly became enamored with bikes, bikers, and the whole sub-culture within. Riding on the back of thundering Harley behind an outlaw biker was the ultimate thrill for the sexy blonde and she began spending most of her time riding with her new-found friends.
Stephanie adopted the wardrobe of the classic biker babes, with jeans, leather, chains, long dangling ear rings, heavy makeup, and the cocky attitude that went with it. Wild beer parties and drunken orgies were common with her new crowd and Stephanie fit in well, partaking of all the pagan delights this new lifestyle had to offer. Stephanie readily took on multiple sex partners, three-ways, and even several girl on girl encounters after imbibing enough beer to not care who she was fucking.
After setting her sights on one particular biker that she'd had sex with at one of group's orgies, Stephanie found herself confronted one night by the man's angry girlfriend at the bar where she worked. Backed by several other biker babes, the girlfriend goaded Stephanie into a fight over the man that turned into a marathon catfight with both busty females stripping each other nearly naked in the parking lot. Stephanie won the bawdy battle and came away with a new boyfriend, much deserved fear and respect from the other female gang members, and a new love and lust for catfighting.
Stephanie had been in a few brief fights in her life, but the fight at the bar was her first major fight with another female and she was immediately addicted to it. The thrill and adrenalin rush of the fight, the unbridled violence, the complete loss of inhibitions, and the carnal sexual nature of fighting semi-naked had the young blonde hooked.
As time progressed, Stephanie took on all comers; instantly willing to tangle with any female unfortunate enough to cross her or even look at her the wrong way. She had no formal training in fighting but had a natural talent and a strong, lithe body that had an incredibly high tolerance for pain. Pain even sexually aroused Stephanie and her new love for fighting even affected her sexual relationships with men. When a lover would pull her hair, slap her around a bit, or just be brutally physical with her, her orgasms would be amazing; unlike the small ones she'd experience during sedate sex.
Stephanie's wild slithering and writhing fighting style, along with her penchant for biting opponent's breasts, earned her the nickname "Snake" among her biker peers. Stephanie took the nickname willingly and even had a snake tattooed around her left ankle. She began to collect bracelets, necklaces, and other jewelry that represented snakes in any way and even bought a pet boa constrictor that she would sometimes display by wearing it around her neck or over her shoulder as she rode on the back of her boyfriend's metallic blue chopper Harley.
Rolling down the highway with the snake coiled around her, her long blonde hair billowing in the wind, the thundering vibration of the powerful Harley engine rumbling against her crotch, gave Stephanie the ultimate feeling of power and freedom and she loved it. Sometimes, on long rural rides, Stephanie and some of her female cohorts would wear bikinis or ride in just panties and bras to shock other travelers on the road and to really feel the vibration of the powerful bikes against their panty-clad cxnts.
On one particular Saturday afternoon, Stephanie and her boyfriend, along with six other couples, were on a ride just to check out new roads they'd never traversed before, something they often did to explore new areas. Stephanie had on skimpy ultra-short black spandex shorts, black silk thong panties, a black satin halter top with no bra, and a pair of stiletto heeled shoes with wide silken straps that criss-crossed her ankles and calves. She was laden with jewelry as was her usual style but her snake was at home on this day. They had stopped at a rural convenience store for a rest stop and refreshments with all seven bikes neatly parked in a perfect row of gleaming steel. The store had a small grassy picnic area beside it with several trees and two picnic tables. Stephanie and several of the other girls were sitting atop one of the picnic tables while the other girls and the men went into the store.
Stephanie watched as a car pulled into the store's parking lot and two women got out; one brunette and one blonde. The two women looked out of place and with no men with them; Stephanie's first thought was to have some fun at their expense. If she got lucky, she might even be able to goad one of them into a fight.
Lisa and Kim had been trying to find a particular store they'd heard about in this area and were hopelessly lost. Seeing a convenience store, Lisa slowed her car to pull in.
"No!" Kim said quickly. "Don't stop here!"
"Why not?" Lisa asked.
"Look at all the bikes!" Kim said, pointing at the row of custom choppers and seeing the slutty looking women sitting on the picnic tables.
"So?" Lisa shrugged. "I'll just run in and ask directions, you can wait in the car if you want."
Lisa pulled in and parked on the opposite side of the lot from the bikes near the pay phone, shutting off the engine and pulling the keys from the ignition. She got out and Kim followed, not wanting to stay in the car by herself.
The bikers in the store were instantly all over Lisa and Kim, the leering leather-clad men's eyes fixed on Lisa's ample breasts clad minimally in a low cut white tank top that left nothing to the imagination. The thin cotton top, with no bra underneath, clearly showed the outline of Lisa's large areolas and thick nipples pressed tightly against the fabric. Lisa's shorts were blue satin, very short and very tight, with a slight indentation running horizontally across her buttocks where the waistband of her blue silk bikini panties tightly clung to her skin.
"Hey Mama, ya want a ride!" one grizzly looking biker said as he put his arm around Lisa and she could smell his unwashed body.
"No thanks, I'm not into motorcycles," Lisa said with a forced smiled, gently removing his arm from her shoulder.
"I wasn't talkin' about no motorcycle," the man grinned, grabbing his crotch and bringing a raucous round of laughter from his friends.
"Cute," Lisa shook her head. "But NO thanks."
"Awe, c'mon baby, you got a body screamin' to get laid!" the man persisted as the stoic convenience store clerk tried to ignore what was going on, taking a quick glance under the counter at the .357 magnum that gave him some personal reassurance.
"No, thank you," Lisa said, nonplussed by the lewd advances.
Kim, on the other hand, was terrified and ready to bolt, her knees weak from fear as one rather large leather-clad redheaded female biker glared at her with narrowed eyes.
Lisa ignored the biker and finally got her directions to continue up the road and take the second right. Lisa and Kim then quickly and quietly headed for the door, leaving the bikers behind but still whistling and hooting as they watched the two women's asses jiggled and shake as they walked out.
Once outside, Lisa and Kim saw three of the biker women at the front of Lisa's car, one particularly slutty blonde in black actually sitting on the hood with a stiletto heel digging into the paint.
"Excuse me, that's my car," Lisa said to the blonde on the hood.
"Yeah, so?" Stephanie shrugged.
"I'd appreciate it if you got off," Lisa said firmly but not angrily.
"I don't know," the blonde said slowly. "It's kinda comfy."
The blonde's friend were all grinning and watching Lisa carefully so it wasn't hard to figure out what was going on. Lisa knew this type of bitch, having dealt with them before and this was just an intimidation game for their perverse entertainment. Lisa just didn't feel like being sucked into a no-win situation so she simply walked around the women, opened the door of the car, and began to get.
"I suggest you move because we're leaving," Lisa said with a non-threatening smile.
Then, just as Kim opened the passenger side door, one of Stephanie's friends pushed it closed before she could get in, shaking her head back and forth.
"No one said you could leave," the brunette said, glaring at Kim with a look that made the blonde cringe.
"Come on, we don't want any trouble," Lisa said. "We just want to be on our way."
"When WE say so, bitch!" Stephanie said thinly, sliding off the hood of the car and walking toward Lisa who was standing beside the open driver's side door.
"I beg your pardon?" Lisa asked, her brow furrowed now as the anger welled up within her. She fought to suppress it but her temper sometimes had a mind of its own and became rather unruly when she was treated rudely.
"I don't like uppity rich bitches," Stephanie said boldly, staring Lisa right in the eye.
"I'm no rich bitch, trust me," Lisa said, trying to lighten the situation.
"I say you are . . . you callin' me a liar?" Stephanie said, pushing the issue and trying to goad the busty brunette into a fight. Stephanie was already in fight mode and her panties were moist in the crotch at the thought of winding Lisa's long dark hair around her fists and digging her claws into those oversized tits. She especially enjoyed fighting women with long hair and big breasts since they were always the easiest to defeat with such vulnerable targets to attack.
"No I'm not calling you anything," Lisa said, shaking her head. "You're just mistaken about me, that's all. Let's just end this before it gets out of hand, okay?"
"Is that a threat?" Stephanie asked quickly, her body stiffening up as if poised to attack.
"Quit putting words in my mouth," Lisa snapped too quickly, her anger taking control now. The blonde was simply spoiling for a fight and Lisa was growing weary of having to kowtow to the bitch.
"Come on, cxnt, you want some of me?!" Stephanie challenged openly, casting the gauntlet.
"Fuck off, bitch!" Lisa hissed, getting in the car and slamming the door. "KIM! Get in the car!"
Kim sheepishly and slowly opened the door, expecting the brunette to stop her but she didn't. Kim slid into the passenger seat and quickly closed the door, locking it instantly. "Get us out of here now!" Kim said in hushed frantic voice.
"FUCKING BITCH!" Stephanie screamed, grabbing the door handle as Lisa fired up the engine and threw the car into reverse.
Lisa slammed the accelerator to the floor just as Stephanie yanked the door open, pulling the blonde off-balance and sending her reeling into the grass near the pay phone. The tires squealed as Lisa spun the car around, closed the door, and sped off onto the two-lane road. Kim's neck was craned as she watched out the rear window to see if they were going to pursue them. The male bikers were running out of the store now after seeing and hearing the car speed away. The girl's were screaming and feverishly pointing at Lisa and Kim as they sped away.
One biker was already on his bike and pulled to the pay phone so his girlfriend could jump on the back. They sped off in pursuit as Stephanie and the other bikers ran to their bikes across the parking lot.
The convenience store clerk grabbed the phone to call the local police to report what was going on, telling the dispatcher the directions he'd given the two women and exactly where they were headed so the police could intercept them hopefully before the angry mob of bikers caught up to them.
Lisa raced down the narrow two-lane road while Kim kept a lookout through the rear window. The road curved left and right several times with hills that slowed her down. The clerk at the store had told her it was the second road and was several miles beyond the bridge she was now crossing.
"Hurry up!" Kim urged, turned around almost completely in her seat now and clutching the back of the seat with both hands. "HURRY!"
"I'm going as fast as I can," Lisa said, glancing in the rear-view mirror herself. She wasn't scared, she was angry. She wanted more than anything to beat the shit out of the arrogant blonde bitch but she didn't want to wind up fighting the whole gang. Lisa's knuckles were white on the steering wheel as she kept checking the odometer to see how far she'd come since the bridge while keeping an eye out for the road.
"Oh God!" Kim then yelled out. "I see a bike!"
"Shit!" Lisa said, stepping harder on the accelerator and lurching around curves at a dangerous speed.
The much faster and much more maneuverable motorcycle was closing fast on Lisa and Kim, effortlessly handling the hills and curves. The other six bikes weren't far behind, all giving chase at staggered intervals.
"There's the road!" Lisa yelled.
"GO LEFT!" Kim yelled.
"I thought he said RIGHT!" Lisa replied, confused now.
"NO, GO LEFT! GO LEFT!" Kim urged, giving Lisa the wrong direction.
Unsure now of which way to go, Lisa finally took Kim's advice and jerked the wheel to the left, her tires screeching as she made the erratic left turn. The biker closest to the car, saw them turn left and then slowed up until the next bike came into view. The man and woman pointed in the direction the car had fled and one by one, the other six bikes made the same turn to chase the two women down. Once all the bikes made the turn, the first one took off in the same direction.
Two police cruisers were already enroute to the store where Lisa and Kim were headed, but the women had gone the wrong way and were headed out into the country in the opposite direction. The road now straightened out somewhat and there were fewer hills as they began to pass farms and a lot of open land. The bikers were now closing in quickly with the car in their view.
With Kim screaming and sobbing, Lisa tried to find help but there was no one anywhere in sight as the bikes reached the car and began to pass it with ease. Stephanie and her boyfriend pulled alongside and Stephanie ordered Lisa to pull over but Lisa refused, continuing on with the seven bikes now surrounding the car.
Stephanie's boyfriend swerved toward the car and kicked the driver's door with the heel of his boot, causing Lisa to swerve onto the shoulder. Kim screamed as the car bounced and lurched back onto the paved surface as the bikes in front of the car now began to slow down.
Stephanie's boyfriend kicked the door again while Stephanie screamed and cursed at Lisa from the bike as the procession slowed even more. Lisa's car was trapped and there was no where to go without running over the two lead motorcycles which she wasn't willing to do. Finally, she pulled off the side of the road where the shoulder was a bit wide and gave her room to park.
"That fucking bitch is dead!" Lisa growled as she slammed the car into park, shut off the engine, and jumped out.
Stephanie was already off the bike that was parked on the other side of the road and was stomping toward the car with fists clenched and a determined look on her face.
"Are you fucking crazy or what?!" Lisa yelled as the blonde approached.
"BITCH!" Stephanie snarled, slapping Lisa on the cheek as hard as she could. "You tried to run over me you fucking cxnt!"
"You're so lucky right now you have all your friends behind you," Lisa hissed in a low voice, rubbing her reddened cheek.
"This is between you and me, bitch!" Stephanie spat defiantly.
"Yeah, right!" Lisa scoffed.
"You and me, one on one, no interference," Stephanie challenged.
Lisa looked around at the other bikers, not sure what to do. Her anger seethed and she wanted to put the haughty little bitch in her place but she didn't want to fight seven women and then possibly get raped by seven guys.
"Straight up Mama," Stephanie's boyfriend said. "You win, you and your friend drive away."
"Okay bitch, over there in that field," Lisa said, pointing to the field on the other side of the three-rail fence that ran along the side of the road.
Lisa climbed over the fence while Stephanie slid between two of the timbers at the same time. They walked about twenty feet into the field, tossing threats back and forth all the while.
"I'm gonna fuck you up good, cxnt!" Stephanie threatened.
"We'll see about that, bitch!" Lisa fired right back, kicking off her sandals to fight barefoot while Stephanie undid the straps to remove her stiletto heels.
The moment Stephanie had her shoes off; she let out a war cry and charged at Lisa, grabbing two handfuls of long dark hair. Some of the bikers were already sitting on the fence while some were leaning against it and others were standing on Lisa's car to get a better view; all of them cheering Stephanie on while Kim stood there terrified and shaking like a leaf.
Stephanie screamed in a high pitched shrill voice as she viciously tore at Lisa's hair and tried to claw her face; her attacks fast, furious, and very unpredictable. Lisa was used to fighting more disciplined fighters and not untrained alley cats like Stephanie was turning out to be. The blonde was surprisingly fast and nimble, breaking off one attack and moving right into another so fast; Lisa's defenses were always a step behind the attacks.
Lisa kept trying to push the wiry little blonde back to get room to use her punching ability and kicking ability but Stephanie stayed glued to her, always keeping a leg or an arm wrapped around Lisa to stay close for the in-fighting she preferred.
While Stephanie may have been faster and more nimble, Lisa was stronger and more skilled as a fighter and when the opening presented itself, Lisa threw the blonde to the ground. Stephanie's friends screamed for her to get up and fight and the blonde wasted no time in attacking again. Lean dove at Lisa's legs, coiling both arms around the brunette's lower legs and sinking her teeth into Lisa's ankle.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaagh!" Lisa screamed. "You fucking BITCH!"
Lisa yanked a leg free and then leaned down, grabbing two handfuls of blonde hair. She pulled the screaming, shrieking blonde off her leg and threw a hard punch that thudded into Stephanie's cheek, knocking her to the ground and ripping out the lock of hair Lisa was still clutching in her other hand.
"Owwwwwwwwwwwww!" Stephanie wailed, her eyes wide with shock and anger as she saw Lisa throw the ripped out lock of blonde hair to the ground. "That's gonna cost you, bitch!" Stephanie then jumped up and charged at Lisa, tackling the brunette to the grass.
Grass and dirt flew up in a swirling cloud as the two vicious females tore into each other while rolling around on the ground. Stephanie ripped wildly at Lisa's tank top, ripping one of the shoulder straps that held the top up. The blonde now had a leg scissors on Lisa's left thigh, clamping down with her powerful thighs to prevent the brunette from creating any distance between them. She continued to rip and tear at Lisa's top with one hand while pulling her hair with the other in her frenzied fighting style.
Lisa was having difficulty fending off the seemingly constant onslaught of random attacks with Stephanie coming at her from many different angles. The blonde's energy level was unlike any Lisa had ever faced and the skilled, experienced brunette was still struggling to get off the defensive and mount some attacks of her own.
Lisa quickly joined the clothes ripping battle, not about to wind up fighting topless while her opponent's breasts were still covered. The black halter top tore away easily and the many scars from previous fights on Stephanie's breasts instantly told Lisa her opponent was more than just a wild, haphazard scrapper; but was actually a veteran of probably many fights such as this.
"Oh you fucking whore!" Stephanie hissed as Lisa tore off her top. The blonde then finished off Lisa's top with several more hard tugs, leaving both battlers now in just panties and shorts.
Lisa's breasts were slightly larger than Stephanie's but with Lisa on her back and Stephanie cocked at a slightly raised angle on the side from the thigh scissors, Lisa's tits were flattened somewhat while Stephanie's dangled and jiggled as inviting targets. The brunette dug all ten claws into the blonde's bare tits and a vicious tit fight ensued.
Screaming and shrieking in pain from claws being stabbed into and raked across bare tit flesh, the two topless battlers rolled around the field in a brutal battle to test each other's threshold of pain. Stephanie gave up the thigh scissors and their legs were now fully intertwined from their ankles to their crotches as they rolled back and forth. Their breasts were tightly pressed together and pushing the outer slopes out to their sides, offering easy targets for clawing fingernails.
The bikers, male and female alike, were all cheering loudly for Stephanie; each offering his or her own advice on what to attack and how to attack it. Kim watched silently in horror as the carnage unfolded, not knowing what might happen after the horrific fight concluded. The lead biker had said they could just drive away if Lisa won . . . but what was going to happen if the blonde won?
The rolling finally stopped when Lisa threw out a leg like a motorcycle kick stand to stop them with her on top. With the little wildcat blonde writhing and squirming beneath her, Lisa issued a hard punch to the girl's face that thudded into her jaw. Lisa struggled into a straddle position and loosed another hard punch that slammed into Stephanie's nose, bringing a narrow trickle of blood from her right nostril. Stephanie was stunned by the vicious blows and Lisa could sense it. She raised her arm for another blow, half expecting someone to grab her from behind and drag her off her dazed opponent. Lisa launched another punch, this one puffing the tissue around Stephanie's left eye and turning it pinkish red.
"Get up!" the crowd was screaming almost in unison, many making rising motions with their hands and arms as they implored their fighter to fight back.
Lisa's heavy tits now bounced and swayed back and forth as Stephanie writhed, bucked, and squirmed beneath her. Desperate to escape the devastating pin, Stephanie grabbed two handfuls of long wavy brown hair and pulled Lisa down close enough to sink her teeth into the brunette's left breast.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaagh!" Lisa screamed in agony, her eyes wide from the searing pain as Stephanie clamped down and shook her head to exacerbate the affect of the painful bite. Lisa slapped the blonde instinctively, grabbing her by the hair then and trying to pry the girl's mouth off her breast.
Lisa finally succeeded and quickly rolled off the blonde, clutching her breast in one hand as she crawled away in pain. Stephanie rolled onto her side and kicked Lisa on the buttocks, sending the brunette down onto her face and tits in the grass. Stephanie jump on top of the felled brunette from behind, grabbing Lisa's hair with one hand and the waistband of her shorts with the other. Stephanie tugged the shorts down to expose the bare tender flesh between her waist and panty line, digging her sharp claws in while jerking Lisa's head backwards by the hair. Stephanie then sunk her teeth into Lisa's left shoulder, bringing yet another scream of pain from the girl's lips.
Stunned from the breast bite and from the vicious follow-up attack, Lisa forced herself to focus and not succumb to the pain. She arched up and rolled the attacking blonde off to the side, spinning around and falling atop her rival. Their legs instantly snaked together once again and they began to roll toward the fence where the crowd screamed and cheered now that Stephanie had broken the straddle pin and was back in control of the fight.
Stephanie was now determined to strip Lisa's shorts off but couldn't accomplish that as long as their legs were entwined so she pried her legs free of Lisa's and quickly began tugging at her opponent's white shorts which were already down to almost the top of her bikini panties.
Lisa slid around to get her shorts out of Stephanie's range, struggling to get to her knees as she moved. Once on her knees, she dragged the struggling blonde to her knees by the hair and threw several hard gut punches that doubled the blonde over and brought loud grunts and oomph’s from her painted lips.
Lisa pulled back to deliver another punch, this one aimed at the face. Stephanie then reached out with her right hand and grabbed Lisa's crotch, coiling her fingers around the fabric of Lisa's shorts and panties, stabbing into the soft tissue of the brunette's pussy.
"Eeeeeeeeiiiiiiiiiiii!" Lisa screamed out, pulling back and grabbing Stephanie's hand to rip it from her crotch.
Stephanie dove headlong at Lisa, totally unafraid of the brunette's punching ability as she grabbed Lisa's shorts and yanked them down to the knees, fully exposing Lisa’s panties. The panties Lisa had worn that day white a thin white satin bikini panty; low cut and puckered in the back with a vertical seam that separated her buttocks.
Stephanie again bit Lisa, this time on the side just above the waist as she grabbed a handful of dark hair and dragged the brunette to the ground with her. Stephanie now snaked her shapely legs around Lisa's waist in a full body scissors, bringing both of her powerful thighs to bear on her opponent's torso.
Lisa kicked and thrashed wildly, her legs now impeded by the shorts clinging to her legs around her knees. Stephanie was savagely clawing Lisa's bare breasts while continuing to pull her hair with her other hand, hissing and screeching all the while.
"Ungh . . . ungh . . . ungh!" Lisa grunted as she struggled to wriggle free of the scissors hold while kicking furiously to expel the shorts that had taken the use of her legs away from her.
Stephanie's attacks were relentless and with Lisa battling to escape the scissors and kick off her shorts at the same time, her defenses were lagging far behind the blonde's persistent and vicious attacks. Stephanie attack Lisa's right breast, then her panty-clad cxnt, then her left breast; repeatedly changing targets faster than Lisa's defenses could respond.
The lengthy battle now had both topless fighters perspiring somewhat, especially in areas where there was tight body contact like within the scissors hold. This worked to Lisa's advantage as her torso could now slid a little more, enabling her to change positions within the grasp of the blonde's thighs. Lisa finally ejected the troublesome shorts and got Stephanie rolled onto her back. Lisa was now between Stephanie's legs and atop her, giving her the opportunity to throw a barrage of unblocked punches to the blonde's face that staggered her and forced her to release the body scissors.
As the stunned blonde tried to slither out from under the brunette, Lisa grabbed the girl's shorts and yanked them down her legs; exposing the sleazy little black silk thong panties she had on. Lisa moved forward on her knees, grabbing the panties and winding the back of the thong once around her clenched fist to tighten them. Then, with a loud grunt, Lisa jerked the little panties upward, wedging them into Stephanie's cxnt and ass.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh!" the blonde cried out, writhing and wriggling in pain while grabbing and clawing wildly at Lisa's tits and hair; desperate to do anything to get her opponent to release her panties and ease the intense pain.
Stephanie then somehow contorted her lithe young body enough to get at Lisa's panties in retaliation. But instead of reciprocating with the wedgie, the nasty blonde snaked her fingers under the elastic leg band of the brunette's panties and thrust them into her cxnt.
"Eeeeeeeeeiiiiiiiiiii!" Lisa squealed, instantly releasing the wedgie and rolling away from the blonde.
Both women then gingerly got to their hands and knees facing each other. Their faces were about two feet apart as they poised for an attack. Both women were a mess with their hair matted, tangled, spiked, and obscuring parts of their faces. Their bare tits, glistening with a light sheer of perspiration now heaved up and down with each breath they sucked in through their gaping mouths. Stephanie was bleeding from the nose and mouth and one of her eyes had now turned purplish blue and was nearly swelled shut from Lisa's pinpoint punches. Lisa was bleeding from the bite wound to the breast and from two angular scratch marks on her cheek. Both had scratches, cuts, abrasions, bruises, and red slap prints all over them.
"Give it up . . . bitch!" Stephanie panted. "You . . . can't . . . take me!"
"Yes . . . I . . . can!" Lisa shot back, equally winded.
With their eyes now locked in a separate battle of wills, the two sexy fighters crashed together, lunging forward on their knees. Their heavy tits slapped together and each grabbed the other's hair with one hand and her opponent's panties with the other.
As the now excited crowd looked on, the two fighters mauled each other's cxnts with deliberate savagery. Tears streamed down their faces from the incredible pain of the heinous attacks, each keeping the other in place with a fist wound around a thick handful of hair.
"Aaaaaaagh!"
"Ungh . . . oooooooh!"
"Eeeeeeeeeeiiiii!"
"Aaaaaaaaaaaagh!"
Back and forth it went for a long time with each fighter giving her all in this barbaric sexual battle until they both separated as if by mutual consent, falling back on their heels and rubbing their damaged cxnts. Puffing and panting heavily and wincing in pain, the two fighters glared at one another, wondering what it was going to take to win this horrific battle.
When Lisa looked in Stephanie's eyes, what she saw terrified her. There was no guile, no emotion, no pain; just primitive blood lust. Stephanie then lunged at Lisa with a blood-curdling scream, grabbing the brunette by the hair with both hands and wrestling her sweaty body to the grass.
A wild frenzied battle erupted as they rolled, writhed, squirmed, and exchanged various pins and holds. Lisa kept looking for opportunities to punch but Stephanie was good at not offering many clear targets. The blonde's frenetic fighting style still, even after the lengthy battle, had not slowed at all. She was like the Energizer bunny that just kept going and going while Lisa was wearing down and weakening substantially from fending off the blonde's constant assaults.
Lisa finally managed to get her savage opponent partially restrained by lying on her side behind Stephanie with a rear body scissors in place. Lisa was then able to jerk the blonde's head backwards by the hair with one hand and throw several hard punches to her face before she slithered free.
Stephanie dove right back at Stephanie with guns blazing. The blonde dug all ten claws into Lisa's bare breasts, forcing Lisa down onto her back and mounting her in a full body press. Lisa easily rolled to the right and took the upper hand, pinning Stephanie down now on her back and reciprocating with her own two-handed breast attack.
Lisa cursed silently for again allowing herself to be pulled from her fighting style and lured into Stephanie's game of tit and cxnt that favored the blonde because of her ability to battle through even the highest levels of excruciating pain. Lisa then pulled back and launched another vicious right that slammed into Stephanie's face so hard it sent blood and saliva flying four or five feet.
Stephanie moaned as she tried to crawl away but Lisa felt the end was near now from the devastating punch to she grabbed Stephanie's hair with one hand and her left leg with the other. With a loud grunt, Lisa bent the girl's back the wrong way, digging one knee into the small of the blonde's back as if trying to snap a twig in half.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh!" Stephanie cried out, wincing in agony as the searing pain raced through her body.
"Unnnnnggggghhhh!" Lisa grunted from the gut, bending the blonde into a horribly contorted position that looked like her back might actually break.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaagh!" Stephanie screamed. "I . . . give . . . I . . . owwwwww . . . give!"
Lisa then released the back breaking hold and sat back on her panty-clad buttocks while Stephanie rolled the opposite way and curled up into a fetal position, rocking in pain as tears flowed down her cheeks.
Lisa turned and looked at the bikers to see if anyone was coming but no one was moving to intervene. She slowly got to her feet, snapped the elastic waistband of her skimpy panties back into place, and staggered to Stephanie.
"You . . . lose . . . bitch!" Lisa panted, pushing the girl onto her back with her foot. "Now you . . . pay . . . pay . . . the . . . price!"
Then, to Lisa's surprise, several of the bikers started clapping and chanting, "Face fuck! Face fuck! Face fuck!"
Lisa thought about taking her panties off but decided against it, slowly bending down and pulling Stephanie's panties off instead. The rolled the blonde onto her stomach and sat on the small of her back, administering a brutal spanking that left both of Stephanie's shapely tight buttocks beet red and stinging like they were literally on fire.
The victorious brunette then rolled her victim onto her back and straddled her in the classic schoolgirl pin, tightly tucking both of Stephanie's arms into the crooks of her knees to prevent her from fighting back.
Waving the black thong panties over her head for a moment, Lisa then shoved the sweaty dirty panties into Stephanie's mouth, forcing them all the way in with her fingers as the crowd applauded and cheered.
Lisa wasted no time sliding forward and began grinding her panty-clad cxnt against the blonde's battered face. Lisa’s heavy tits bounced and jiggled wildly as she face-fucked the beaten blonde, relishing the humiliation she was meting out. The win was exhilarating in itself, but now the act of debasing the bitch in front of her friends was even better.
Lisa ground, rubbed, and slammed her panty-clad cxnt against the blonde’s face until she felt like she was about to pass out from pain and exhaustion. The prolonged cxnt fight they’d engaged in had made the face-fucking horribly painful so Lisa finally stopped and slowly slid back to sit on Stephanie’s stomach.
Lisa grabbed the girl’s two engorged erect nipples between her thumbs and forefingers, giving each a vicious twist and pull that brought a whimper from the blonde’s bloody lips. Everyone was too occupied with the sleazy ending to the fight to see the police cars pull up. One of the cruisers then tapped the siren button momentarily and everyone's head, including Lisa's, snapped around to see the approaching uniformed officers.
"Bitch!" Lisa growled at Stephanie, giving her one final punch in the face as she slide off the beaten and humiliated blonde.
Kim was instantly all over the policemen, frantically telling them what had happened. They listened absently, more concerned about keeping a watchful eye on the bikers at gunpoint until they all laid down on the ground to be searched and handcuffed.
More police cars, an ambulance, and even a local fire truck pulled up as Lisa staggered around the field trying to collect the remnants of her torn clothing. An EMT covered her with a blanket while another tended to Stephanie, pulling the black panties from the beaten girl's mouth and then taking a glance at the brunette who had done that to the blonde.
Once the dust settled, everyone was transported to the local police station and statements were taken. Charges were filed against the bikers and after several hours, Lisa and Kim were finally allowed to leave to drive back to the city. Walking out of the police station into the now much cooler evening air, Lisa saw the ambulance parked nearby with the two EMT's standing there talking. She walked over to the ambulance and they greeted her, asking her if she was okay.
"I'm fine, thanks," Lisa smiled. "I've got a few bumps, bruises, and scrapes . . . but other than that, I'm good. Uh . . . did either of you take anything out of her mouth back in the field?"
"Yeah, as a matter of fact, I did," the one EMT grinned.
"I'd like them if I could please," Lisa said.
"Trophy?" he asked, opening the back of the ambulance.
"I think I earned the trophy," Lisa said proudly.
"No doubt about that!" the EMT said. "I'm just sorry I missed all the action."
"Thanks sweetie," Lisa smiled, taking the black thong panties and stuffing them into her purse.
"Hey, uh, what's your name?" the EMT asked, following Lisa to her car. "Are you married? Are you seeing anyone?"
"Bye," Lisa smiled, getting in the car with Kim and driving away.
The End
