This is the first of the stories I promised. This is not the finished version, but ai can't find it and this is close to what the finished version was like. Please let me knwo what you think.
JT Edson
Hanxxxxn and Acker
“Oh great”, groaned Alyson as she laid her dead on the steering wheel of her car, “I’m stuck! I’m never going to get home at this rate.” Her car was stuck in the mid December snow on the street. She had to be in make up by five the next morning. The way the snow was coming down, she’d be lucky if she got her car out by then.
Just then, she heard a tap at her window. She fairly jumped out of her skin in surprise, “shit! “ she yelled as she jumped up and looked at the dark haired stranger looking in on her.
“Can I be of help? The stranger said cheerfully?
“No, Alyson screamed through the glass, her fear and anger at being surprised took over, “ I can do this myself.” She then gunned her engine with adrenaline.
“Okay, sorry to bother you,” he said apologetically and stepped back from the car.
In frustration she gunned the car again and just spun her wheels.
Slowly and deliberately so she could see him this time, the stranger came back up to her car and tapped on the window again.
She rolled down the window half way and yelled. “WHAT?”
The stranger calmly said, “Your doing it wrong”.
Alyson’s red headed temper rose higher at this affronter. Who did this guy think he was? “Look pal, I can do this, so just back off!”
“Miss, I’m sorry I scared you. I’m no masher and if you’ll calm down and listen to me, we can get you out of here.”
Alyson looked at him for the first time. He had black hair, soulful brown eyes and a handsome, honest face. He seemed sincere. As she met his eyes, sparks came. There was chemistry here. She decided to trust this stranger. At least she couldn’t be any worse off than she was.
She let out a breath, “Okay, we’ll try it your way.”
“Great he said, giving her a boyish grin, now turn your wheels out and slowly rock your car back and forth.”
She tried this, and slowly the car started moving, then sliding. The stranger got behind her car as it slid and pushed as the car rocked forward. The car started moving out into the street.
Alyson gunned it.
“No, no wait! Cried out the stranger. The car moved into the street and he fell flat on his face!
When she got the car into a solid spot she got out of her car and tried to help the now soaking wet stranger up out of the snow drift.
“I am so sorry! Are you ok, “Alyson said as she helped brush snow off his long coat?
The stranger just laughed and said, “I’m fine, “ with a grin, by the way, “I’m Steve.” He reached out to shake her hand.
She liked his grin, “I’m Alyson. Thank you for helping me. People in big cities usually don’t help each other.” She thought how quaint that he should offer me his hand. He has a firm, but pleasant handshake. His hand was warm.
“It may seem corny, but I’m a small town boy at heart.” He realized he was still holding her hand. He let go and stepped back self-consciously.
“Well Alyson, you’d better get back to your car, your door is open.”
She started back to her car. As she got in she turned to him and said thanks. As their eyes met again she realized he wasn’t hitting on her. He’s waving and turning the other way. Spontaneously a moment later she said, “Hey, can I buy you a cup of coffee to warm you up after that dousing you got in the snow? It’s the least I can do after you helped me out and I know a diner near here that has a clean parking lot.” She gave him that quirky grin of hers that seems to melt most men’s hearts and waited for a response.
“That would be nice, “Steve said. He could feel the chemistry too.
The next thing they knew they had been talking for hours. He had found out she was an actress in town for a special shoot for the TV series she was in. He didn’t know who she was. This floored her at first. He didn’t watch a lot of TV. But, after meeting Alyson, he assured her he would start!
He on the other hand was an investor. He had actually won the lottery a few years ago and had gotten lucky with his investments and became a billionaire. But, he didn’t tell her that.
She looked at her watch, “Oh my God! It’s midnight and I have a 5:00 AM make up call. I’ve got to go! She started to get up and laid some money on the table.
No! He thought. She’s fantastic! I can’t just let her get away. He got up from the table as well.
“Alyson, I really enjoyed talking to you tonight and getting to know you. How long are you in town? I’d really like to see you again.” His heart pounded as he waited for her answer.
Yes! Alyson thought to herself, her pulse racing. This is perfect! But, she answered calmly, We’ll be in town for another week, then back to Hollywood.” I’m free the night after tomorrow if you’d like,” she said almost casually.
They went out almost every night until she had to leave. On that last night, they exchanged phone numbers and the rest. They were hooked.
When Alyson got off the plane in California there was a bundle of white roses and a snow globe of New York City waiting for her at the airport with a note that said’ “I’m truly glad your car got stuck in the snow. – Steve” She grinned and nearly cried fishing out her cell phone to call and thank him. They were on the phone from then on constantly from then on.
They celebrated Christmas with their families, but Alyson invited him to come the New Year’s Eve cast party. He accepted.
Steve bought a sweet in a hotel near the location for the cast party. He picked Alyson up in a limo from her beautiful home. They dispensed with the small talk and made out the entire drive to the party. They just couldn’t keep their hands off each other.
At the party, he was a perfect gentleman and had a good time with everyone. Everyone but Alex. Alex had been casually dating Alyson right up until she met Steve.
All night long Alex got faced and the more he got faced the more obnoxious he got with Steve. But, Steve figured the score out and ignored him for the most part. When midnight came and Alyson and Steve kissed Alex got worse. When he started getting obnoxious with Alyson, Steve had had enough.
“Alright pal, that’s enough. That’s a lady you’re talking to. I think you need to apologize and sleep it off.”
F_ck off country bumpkin! Why don’t you take the little tramp back into the alley and have at it. I hear that’s where she likes it best.”
Steve laid him out with one punch.
Alyson just stared at Steve in surprise. She had men fight over her once or twice, but she never had a man fight for her before.
The others stood there for a moment and then just clapped.
Sarah Michelle, said, “ he had that coming. Normally, he’s a nice guy. Too much booze and too much competition I guess. He’ll be sorry for the whole thing in the morning.”
A little later Steve and Alyson were in the limo, just sitting, each thinking their own thoughts and drinking champaigne.
Alyson felt light headed and swept off her feet. Steve was right out of a romance novel; handsome, well off, fun and chivalrous. He made her feel like a woman on a pedestal. Things were happening so quickly from the moment she met him. She wanted him bad.
Steve watched her out of the corner of his eye. Man, did I do the right thing? So many modern women feel put off by a man defending their honor. But she’s funny, cute, spontaneous, but shy. This whole relationship has happened so fast. He wanted her bad.
When they got to her place, Steve walked her to the door. She gave him her key. When he opened the door she pulled him in. He left there for New York two days later, soar and dehydrated, but very happy.
They kept every day in January and February and fly to see each other on the weekends. He would never see her during the week because she didn’t like the distraction on set. He promised he would never do anything to break up her professionalism (I’ve got to work on how I want to work that) Things were a whirlwind. Then one day late in February, Steve showed up at a shoot at one of the sound stages with a couple of the corporate executive types.
Alyson ran up to him and gave him a big hug. She was a little uncomfortable at having him at a shoot, but glad to see him. “Well this is a surprise! What brings you here?”
“I’m checking up on one of my recent investments.”
“What?”
“I recently bought stock in the production company and the studio.”
Alyson’s stomach fell. “You did what?”
My advisors recommended it and I thought it might be a good way to be able to be in the area more often.”
“You mean check up on me don’t you?
“Alyson, I promised I’d never distract you from your career. I never break a promise.”
“Oh sure, and you’ll just happen to drop by the set every day to “check on your investment”.
Alyson, I resent that comment.
Oh sure and the next thing you know, you’ll be making decisions on production next.
Wait one minute. First, I don’t have that kind of investment. I’m just diversifying my portfolio. And second, I don’t like where this is going. Where is this coming from?
Alyson’s red head temper was quickly coming to a boil. “YOU are trying to manipulate my career! You promised you would never interfere. I can make it on my own!”
A promise is a promise. Now Steve was getting angry. I keep my word!
I don’t believe you!
That was it. She had stepped over the line. She knew it too, but too late. She had questioned his word and his honor.
Steve turned and started walking away.
She put a hand to her mouth as her eyes widened at the gravity of what she had said. Her temper and insecurities had done it again. But, her own pride stopped her from going after him.
Two weeks passed and no word from Steve. She knew he was still in town through the grapevine. But, she couldn’t bring herself to call him and apologize. Even her friends said she was out of line. Still, her pride kept her from calling him.
Steve on the other hand was hurt and surprised. How could he have misjudged her like that? How could she accuse him of lying, of breaking his word? Fine, if she couldn’t trust him, what was the point?
He stewed for a couple of weeks while he focused on work. Then came the day he was advised to check in on one of the other shows produced by the production company he invested in. He listened to his advisors. They figured it would distract him.
He showed up on the set of Angle. The crew where just getting ready to fire up for another scene after taking a break for lunch. Steve was standing by an open staircase from the second floor area. A beautiful young woman was three steps from the bottom when one of high heels caught on the metal grid steps and she started to fall with a cry. Steve immediately swung around and caught her, saving the brunette from a nasty fall.
Again, electricity. He stood there for a moment holding her in his arms and their eyes were locked. He looked into the deepest brown eyes he had ever seen. Someone cleared their throat and broke the awkward moment.
Steve straightened the woman up and set her down. Clearing his own throat, he said, “Are you alright?”
Amy tested her ankle. It was sore, but not near as sore as she led on as she leaned her arm on Steve’s broad shoulders. “Oh, I think I twisted it in the fall.”
“Here let me get you to a chair, stated Steve.” He could smell her hair as she leaned on him on the way to a chair.
The EMT on call checked her out and said it was swollen, but not broken. Just to be on the safe side, she should stay off of it the rest of the day.
As Steve got up to leave Amy said,” Hi my name is Amy Acker, I play Fred on the show. Thank you for rescuing me back there on the steps.” She gave him a cute lopsided grin and offered her hand.
Steve shook her soft, smooth hand and said, “ think nothing of it.” He then chuckled, “I’m just protecting my investments.”
They both laughed. “But seriously are you ok?”
“That’s what they tell me.”
“So, I guess that’s it for you today huh?”
Nah, they’ll just shoot me sitting down and focus on my good leg.
Steve couldn’t help looking down at her legs.
“Oh uh, sorry, “ he said rather embarrassed. Amy thought oh how cute, he’s embarrassed. That’s a lot different than all the letches just gawking.
She grinned and bit her lower lip. “So, you’re an investor. Care to give me any tips?
Sorry, I just got lucky and I have a good crew that takes care of me. I just listen to them and they steer me through the troubled waters, so to speak.
So, how do you like your part in the show?
“Oh, its great!” She got a mischievous grin on her face and said, “I just wish they’d let me kick a little _ss now and then like the guys.”
They both laughed at that.
You have a great laugh, Steve opened.
And you have a great smile, when you use it, Amy replied. They bantered back and forth like this for a half hour. Then it was time for Amy to shoot another scene.
Well, that’s my cue, nice meeting you Steve.
Steve started to walk away, then turned around.
Amy, I don’t suppose you’d like to have dinner tonight would you?
Amy grinned that lopsided grin again and made a mock version of thinking it over and said, I’d love too.”
Things were a whirlwind again for Steve over the next month. Amy was just as much fun and spontaneous as Alyson, just as engaging. Amy was very down to earth in a girl next-door sort of way. Again, just like Alyson. But, she didn’t see the insecurities or temper that Alyson had.
In the near future that would change.
Alyson was going nuts wondering why she hadn’t heard from Steve over the last four weeks. Then, she found her answer. The word had gotten out. Steve had started dating Amy Acker a couple of weeks ago. Alyson had met Amy a couple of times around the studio. She seemed really nice.
Alyson hated her. She would be just the kind of girl Steve would go for. Damn it! “
What am I going to do, She thought out loud in her trailer at the studio?
Then a knock came at the door. It was Alex. Bingo. She started dating him again and made an effort to make sure Steve knew about it.
One night Steve and Amy were out on a date and Alyson made sure she and Alex were at the same restaurant at the same time. She made sure she wore one of the outfits that always used to drive Steve crazy.
Steve saw them all right and so did Amy. She wasn’t ready to compete.
She saw the looks Alyson shot Steve when she thought no one was looking. And she saw the looks Steve was giving Alyson when he thought no one was looking. Finally, Steve excused himself to go to the restroom. Alyson made an excuse to get up as well and caught up to Steve as he was coming out.
“Oh, Steve! Fancy meeting you hear. How have you been? Are you here with anyone tonight? Alex and I just love this restaurant!”
“Alyson, I cannot believe you are here with that pompous jerk! What do you see in him?”
Alyson swooned inside that Steve was jealous. He still cared. “Well, you know after you left I guess I just couldn’t help myself.
Do you know how destructive this is? Your not doing this to get back at me are you? Remember, you called me a liar.
Oh Steve, I’m so sorry. I let my insecurities and pride get in the way. Please forgive me. I want you back.
Alyson, you know I care, but I’m seeing someone else now. She’s a very special lady, just like you. I can’t just drop her like that. We’re building a strong relationship, just like what I thought you and I were building at one time.
Alyson’s jealousy was building. Just as she was about to say something more, Amy came around a corner and came up behind Steve taking his hand.
“Oh there you are! I was wondering what was taking you so long.”
Amy and Alyson locked eyes in an unspoken challenge. Amy had been around the corner and heard most of the conversation between Steve and Alyson. Steve was a good man and worth competing for. She knew about the old relationship, but that was over. Steve was with her now and she wasn’t going to give him up without a fight.
Well, it was nice seeing you Alyson, but we really must finish dinner and I have something special planned for desert. I’m sure you know exactly what I mean. Amy said that last part with seduction in her voice and venom in her eyes.
Of course dear, run along. But, I can’t imagine why Steve would like cherry pie when he’s had crepe suzette. The girls shot daggers at each other at this comment.
Steve was beside himself. On the one hand he was incredibly turned on by this interplay, but this was leading to a very personal situation in a very public place.
Alyson noticed the bulge in Steve’s pants and pointed it out to Amy. Well, it looks like our little … discussion is doing wonders for Steve here. Amy looked down and was surprised.
At this Steve broke things up. Well, it was nice seeing you Alyson. Got to go. With that Steve led Amy back to their table.
As they left Alyson said,” Yes. Enjoy your cherry pie, but remember he will be thinking of crepe suzette.”
Amy was angry, but kept a calm front. She and Steve finished their dinner quickly under Alyson’s watchful eye. Steve paid the check quickly and drove Amy back to his place. All the while Amy was thinking of strategies to make him completely forget about crepe suzette.
Alyson on the other hand fumed and didn’t eat a thing. Alex had no clue what had happened.
Alyson went to Steve’s office the next day. Steve met her in front of his desk Alyson cut to the chase. She still wanted to get back together. She looked up at him and kissed him. He kissed her back, but broke it off. Steve said there was no denying it, he was still attracted to Alyson, but he couldn’t do this to Amy. Alyson left, but she had a plan to win back her man.
That evening, Steve went round to Amy’s apartment for dinner. The afternoon had gone okay. Alyson had been a challenge but had left his office without a scene, in fact she seemed in high spirits when she left. Steve and Amy had a great dinner, a couple of glasses of wine, and were just settling down to an intensive session of couch wrestling when the door bell rang.
Amy jumped up and pulled her dress up over her creamy shoulders, Steve zipped it up the back and she pushed her discarded bra down the back of the sofa. She straightened her dress with it's short flouncy skirt, combed out her hair with her hands went to open the door. When she opened the door there stood Alyson.
"Oh geez, Amy, you haven't got this character with you again, surely! Don't you ever learn?" smirked Alyson.
She had obviously had a bit to drink as her speech was slightly slurred as she leaned against the door jam. She was dressed in a pair of black high heels, very short blue jean short shorts and a pale blue halterneck top. Her normally immaculate and luxuriant red hair was looking a bit dishevelled..
"Are you going to let me in or what?" she asked primly.
Amy stepped back and let her into the room, closing the door behind her.
"What do you want Alyson?" I asked, annoyed at the intrusion. "You've no business bugging Amy particularly when you're drunk."
"I do beg your pardon but I'm not drunk. I have drunk but I'm not drunk, if you see what I mean. I'm here to straighten Miss Goody-Goody out a bit and teach her a bit about man stealing. I ‘ve been working up to this all afternoon. I would appreciate it if you would butt out go for a walk or sit back and enjoy the show - this won't take long."
"Not on your life! If you've any thing to say to Amy you can say it with me here." The subject of our conversation was meanwhile standing looking slightly flustered and more than a bit embarrased ,
"Weeeell..... I didn't really want to say much to her really - I actually want to give her some physical instruction on how to know who's who in the zoo."
"What on earth do you mean?"
"I guess there's no easy way to say this - I want to smack her silly little face off. OK?"
That got Steve and Amy’s full and undivided attention, and Amy, startled, looked at Steve.
"Alyson - get out of here!" snarled Steve "You're snookered and you don't know what you're doing.”
"No Steve! Wait!" this from Amy "Maybe this is an idea. I can take on this drunken old skank. On condition that if I win she gets off my case and leaves you alone, if she wins you leave with her and she can have you for the night."
"Amy - don't be stupid" I surprised myself by saying "This isn't the sort of thing for you too get involved in."
"Back off Romeo." butted in the other woman, and turning to Amy, " I accept the terms with one addition, if you loose I get to fuck Steve right here!"
"Steve just stood there with his jaw dropping. Alyson walked up to Steve and felt his raging hard on through his pants then grinned at Amy. “He’s enjoying this.”
"That seals it!" Amy grabbed my shoulder " I'll take her on. Steve, if you don't want to be part of this then please go and I'll see you tomorrow. If you're going to stay please keep out of the way. Don't worry - I can handle this foul mouthed bitch on my own!"
My heart was now racing "Of course I'm staying!"
"Promise you won't interfere. Right now!" hissed Alyson "Otherwise you leave immediately."
I glanced appealingly at Amy for help but got none. She was glaring at Alyson sizing her up. "She's right. Promise or go !"
"Ok, I promise!" what a good liar I am!
The two had moved up to each other in the centre of the room and the term "in your face" couldn't have been more apt. They had squared off and were glaring at each other, noses inches apart, their breasts virtually touching.
"Steve honey - don't just stand looking confused - make us some room!"
I did as she said, pushing the sofa and the chairs right back against the walls and carrying two coffee tables through into the dining area.
Without taking her eyes off her quarry, Alyson stooped and pulled off her heels. Amy already had her shoes removed. In their bare feet there was not much of a height difference but if there were any Alyson had the edge.
"Take off your rings." whispered Amy huskily and I noticed then that Alyson had a ring on virtually every finger, some of them bulky. Amy was not that flustered and innocent that she didn't have her wits about her. With a look of disgust Alyson obliged and I took them from her, taking Amy's from her as well, and putting them all in my pockets. I moved back and sat on a chair out of the way, my heart pumping in my chest and the pressure mounting in my groin at the though of what was to come..
They faced each other in silence for several seconds..
Alyson shoved Amy hard on the shoulder with her right hand and pushed her back a few inches, repeating the move with her left and then with both hands. Amy grabbed the other's wrist's for support as she lost her balance and started to topple backwards and they dropped in a heap on the carpet, their fingers immediately locked together, Amy bucking her body madly in order to try and displace her rival. After several seconds she was successful and they lay on their sides a distance apart, kicking and punching wildly at each other. Every so often a grunt or squeal from either would register a hit.
Amy slowly got the better of this brawl and managed to get to her knees, diving immediately onto the other, one hand rammed flat into the redhead's face and the other wrestling with her opponents left hand. Alyson's right hand came up and grabbed at the collar of Amey's dress, hauling it back and trying to pull it off her shoulders.
Suddenly Amy cried out in pain. I couldn't immediately see why until I realized that the redhead had managed to sink her teeth into my Amy’s palm. Luckily however Alyson didn't have a firm grip on the flat hand and as Amey closed it in a claw over the others nose, the bite broke loose. My little dark haired bombshell smacked the other hard across the face and they parted, getting to their feet, Amey rubbing her palm on her thigh, her dress hanging down off one shoulder. She pulled it up.
Alyson's looked the worse off at this point with two angry looking scratches on her nose and cheek.
She charged fast headlong into Amy head butting her in the chest and knocking her back onto the sofa. She then dove into her, tearing at the cotton dress and hauling it down round her arms, effectively limiting her movements. Like a hellcat she went straight for Amy's now totally exposed breasts, sinking her fingers into the flesh, squeezing and twisting. Amy screamed with pain and managed to tear her arms free from her dress, digging her nails into the wrists that were punishing her. This approach was not successful as the intolerable hold on her orbs did not fade, and she clawed out straight at the grinning face above her and then raked Alyson's bare shoulders.
With a wail of anguish the redhead jumped off her and back from the sofa.
I couldn't believe that my normally sweet and bubbly little girlfriends were giving back as good as they got. Amy got to her feet, her dress hanging in tatters round her waist and her pert breasts red and scratched, with her large cone shaped dark pink nipples that I had only a few minutes before been caressing with my tongue, hard and erect from the adrenalin flow of the fight.
Alyson was breathing hard, with blood oozing from the scratches on her shoulders and more red tracks on her face. There was little sign of any drunken behaviour now and I started to wonder whether this had in fact been staged to start off with.
"OK bitch - now we're cooking!" she exclaimed and reaching behind her she undid her top, first at the bottom and then the top. She pulled the material away and with it hanging from her right hand she flicked it round into a tight rope.
She was in great condition. Completely tanned all over with a hard muscular stomach and firm C cup tits with small brown nipples. I started to get a rushing feeling in my stomach about the rivalry of this match.
Despite myself I was awed by her, and the thought did cross my mind that I should intervene at this stage. My prick however got in the way of common sense and watching the two half naked woman had me at just about boiling point!.
They circled in a crouch Amy with arms akimbo and claws out, Alyson holding the rope loosely in both hands, each looking for an opening in the other's defences.
Amy's dress was getting in the way. As it hung down from the cord around her waist it stuck to her thighs, now glistening with sweat, and she looked unhappy about it. She started working at the belt and almost had it loose when the tanned girl sprang at her flicking the "rope" viciously at Amy's face. She cried out and covered her face with her hands and Alyson whipped the "rope" round her neck and wrists, trapping them, and pulling it tight. Luckily for Amey her hands were in the way otherwise she might have been chocked by the pressure. In desperation she kicked her knee hard up into the other woman's groin. As Alyson doubled over clutching at herself she freed her hands and grabbed two handfuls of the red hair and pulled savagely jumping sideways and pulling Alyson to the ground.
Alyson ended up in a fetal position on the ground, screaming in agony as my girl dragged her across the carpet by the hair, letting go only when one bunch came away in her hand. She looked at it in disgust and rammed it into her opponents gasping mouth, then stood up and kicked hard at one of the heaving C Cup orbs. She backed off and watched Alyson spluttering and gagging on the hair as she battled to get it out of her mouth and then she moved over to me her tits heaving and shining with sweat as she gestured for me to untangle and undo her dress. I did this with fingers like footballs and eventually managed to pull the ripped fabric down and she stepped out of it, kissing her fingers and fleetingly placing them on my lips as she turned to face the slowly rising redhead. As I took in her petite sweat soaked body dressed only in a flimsy pair of pink g string panties moving away from me I came in a flash flood!!
"Had enough now, you fucking slut?" she hissed, “ready to admit Steve is mine?”
Alyson shook her head, unable to talk as she battled to get her breath back, She glared at Amy, eyes like coals.
Amy moved towards her.
"No wait!" the redhead gasped. She backed off by a step and undid the button and zipper on her shorts, prizing them down over her hips and stepping out of them. She was naked underneath, her cxnt mound completely shaven, the first part of her body that was not the deep golden tan. "Come you little bitch, let's go all the way!"
Amey pulled off her panties, opening up the thick fragrant bush that I knew so well.
Almost as if in slow motion they moved into each other, forcing their tits together, hands locked and their cxnts grinding against the other as they gyrated from the hip, their necks locked together like two giraffes, their matted hair clotted together and denying me any view of their faces. This battle of wills and strength went on for a long minute until they realized that they were too well matched for there to be a winner in this game.
Alyson broke first and moved back, her hands reaching up and fastening on Amy's tits. My current girlfriend immediately responded in kind and the next battle commenced, both of them grunting and squealing as they pulled and twisted.
Once again nether was going to give and my conscience getting in the way of my emotions. I forced myself between them, my shirt getting smeared with sweat and blood from their now oozing tits.
"Steve! What the fuck do you think you're doing!" this from my normally easygoing Amy
"That's enough." I said, grabbing at her as she tried to get under my arm "You'll end up scarring each other for life, or worse, if you carry on!"
"Dickhead! Can't you see that if we stop now all this has been a waste of time? I still have to teach this little shit a lesson! Will you please butt out and leave us alone!" from Alyson.
"You heard the cxnt - bugger off and sit down!" from the charming Amy.
What could I do, I butted out - my conscience now assuaged. Why not watch whilst they carve each other up! A great pity, but it was good whilst it was lasting. I sat back on a chair and looked on in awe a they faced each other again.
Their petite bodies were both shining with sweat and blood and Amy was carefully massaging her much abused and painful orbs. Alyson's muscular, tanned body was badly scratched, more so than Amy's. They looked like the savage remnants of a primeval age, their hair matted and plastered around their faces and shoulders. With interest I noted that the carpet was also going to provide a challenge for Amy's cleaning skills.
Alyson, cupped her hands under her tits, pushing up and out the hard nipples advanced on her opponent, who stopped her massaging and met the advance with kind. Their nipples met, guided by the supporting hands, and ground together. My hand went down to ease the pressure building in my groin again.
There being no room for their hands in this pneumatic washing machine, they removed them and dug them into each other's buttocks, gaining purchase as they twisted and pushed together. Their open mouths, panting. First Amy and then Alyson changed her grip from the others _ss to her hair in order to control this infighting better and they locked together straining at each other. Alyson rammed her thigh hard up between Amey's legs, held it there and then did it again, at the same time releasing her hair and pushing her backwards.
Amy crashed back into a bookshelf against the wall, as she fell, knocking ornaments, books and magazines flying. The breath hissing out of her, Alyson flew onto her like a spitfire, scratching and clawing at the unprotected breasts and stomach. They rolled in the debris, punching and kicking at each other. Amy got the top position. She had grabbed a encyclopaedia, and forced it down, spine first onto Alyson's throat, leaning down with all her body weight. The redhead started to gag and her face flush red with lack of oxygen. At this point I intervened, pulling Amy off the now nearly unconscious Alyson.
In a red haze Amy was still trying to get at Alyson. “You’ve won, you’ve won Amy,” I said as I held Amy close to me from behind. Amy felt my raging hard on. That seemed to calm her down. She then started slowly gyrating her _ss against my manhood and softly moaned in pleasure. Alyson just laid there barely conscious unable to do anything but watch her rivals pleasure.
I turned Amy around and she immediately fell to her knees and undid my pants, pulling them and my underwear off in record time. Her eyes widened as she looked from my c_ck to my face. She then sucked on my member, taking it all in her mouth. I groaned. Then I heard Alyson whimper and I looked down at her barely moving form. Amy stopped what she was doing and looked over too.
“Get out bitch! He’s mine!” Amy then went over and landed on Alyson’s chest, grabbed her hair in both hands and started to beat her head on the floor. She did this twice before I could pull her off again. As I pulled her back she kicked at her fallen rival, barely missing her womanhood.
Amy then turned on me like a woman possessed. She pushed me over and down on the couch and impaled herself on my rod. She gasped and pumped up and down on me rapidly, faster and faster, gasping Steve’s name as she did so. Then as if she could feel my apex, Amy started gasping, gyrating back and forth until finally throwing her head back we climaxed together. Amy then slumped on top of Steve in a heap. After several minutes, she finally dismounted and lay down next to to Steve on the couch. They then kissed as Steve’s hands played caressingly now over her devastated body. They both moaned softly as the tender spots and cuts were covered on Amy’s body. Alyson started quietly sobbing.
I saw Alyson looking up at us and started to get up to see if she was alright, but Amy gently pulled me back hand as Alyson pulled herself up shakily to her feet. Amy clung to me in triumph leaning her head on my shoulder watching her romantic rival.
Alyson gathered her things. She got dressed in silence and slowly made her way to the door. She opened the door and looked back at them, first looking longingly at Steve, then with a firm resolve at Amy.
“You won tonight, but Steve will still be mine. I love you Steve.”
Just come on back anytime I’ll be waiting. Steve is worth winning.”
With that Amy snuggled up with Steve and Alyson quietly closed the door and left.
Amy saw their dialog had an effect on Steve once again. Well, we’d better not let that go to waist, Amy grinned and had Steve take her to the bedroom. And Steve knew all the while there would be another time between Amy and Alyson.
