[Janine_G]

Amber climbed back into the passenger seat.  She wiped the cum from her chin as her husband, Carl, stuffed his spent cock back into his pants. 

Amber and Carl were driving his rig, as always, to his next destination, a location about 1000 miles away from were they were.  It was early evening and time for a stop. 

Amber was a rowdy girl, no rules applied.  She fucked, she talked trash, she drank and she fought.  Man, did she fight.  There wasn't a woman in the country who she wouldn't fight and it was a cold day in hell that she lost a fight.  She was 36 years old and probably had a record of 80 wins and only four or five losses, all of those back when she was in high school.

Desiree "Desi" screamed so loud Pete was sure the people outside the cab heard her as he fucked her hard.  Desi and Pete had been together for 14 years, since she was 20 and while they had never actually gotten married, they were common law by this point.  Desi was a firecracker.  She had first caught Pete's eye at a roadhouse outside of Topeka, Kansas where she got into a fight with a girl who was at least 4 or 5 years older than she was.  The two went at it and Desi kicked the shit out of her, only to get jumped by her best friend, who was about 50 lbs heavier than Desi and real mean.  Desi held her own in that fight too, even though she ended up losing.  Since they first got together, Desi had been in her share of scraps.  She was also a bit wild sexually, being bisexual and very "open minded".  Pete unloaded his cock in her ass and then went down on her to finish the job.  As they dressed and climbed out of the truck, Amber and Carl blew past them in their rig and got a little too close.  Pete and Desi shot glances at the driver and saw that he also had a woman in his cab.  They walked towards the restaurant at the truck stop and watched as the driver and his woman got out of the truck and walked towards the restaurant themselves.  Desi could see that the woman was arrogant and physically very similar to her.

As the other couple came closer, Desi decided to mouth off.  "Hey, man.  You got a little too close to me and my Pete here."

Carl and Amber looked at each other.  Carl went to speak but Amber piped up first.  "Wasn't intentional."

"Well, maybe your man should acknowledge he could have been a little slower in the lot."

"I said, it wasn't intentional."

"That's why their called 'accidents'" Desi snorted, as she stopped walking.

"Yep, that is.  Now why don't you turn back around and keep walking with your man, or at least stop jawing at us, so we can go in and take a break and eat some dinner."

Desi was getting a little hot.  She didn't turn back around.  "Really?" she said, hands on hips now.

"What?" asked Amber.

"You can't simply acknowledge your mistake?  That's pretty fucked up."

Amber started to get a litte feisty.  "The only thing that is about to be fucked up around here is not Carl's driving."

Desi raised her eyebrows.  "Oh, that is NOT the way this is going to go."

Pete corralled Desi and Carl took the hint and got in front of Amber.  "C'mon hon, we're tired and smelly and sweaty, let's go in, have some dinner and then take a shower and get some rest..." Pete suggested.

"Let's let this go, Amber, eat and shower and get some rest."

The two couples separated and went to the restaurant.

During dinner, Amber said to Carl:  "That bitch is lucky she didn't start in with me, I would have fucked her up royally."

Carl chuckled, "Yep, you would have wrecked her."

As Pete and Desi ate dinner, Pete said, "That woman is lucky that you guys didn't throw down.  You would have trashed her."

Desi nodded as she chewed.  "Damn fucking straight.  I'm the queen of the fucking truck stop."

Pete laughed and got up to get dessert from the buffet.  He didn't see Carl walking over from the other side of the dining room.  As the two men approached one another they nodded quietly.  As they collected their dessert, they stood across from one another.   Carl spoke first.  "You got a feisty one there."

Pete chuckled, "Yes, seems like you do too."

Carl smiled and nodded.  He went on, "Lucky that I didn't let her at your girl.  She's a hellcat, would have torn her up good."

"You'd be surprised.  Desi likes to think of herself as the Queen of the Truck Stops..."

Carl laughed, "Well, Amber doesn't have a name for it, but she can really rip up a tough girl."

"I expect it would be one hell of a fight."

"I suppose so." replied Carl.

They went back to their respective tables. 

Dessert went uneventfully and the two couples went to their trucks and then all four went to the showers, waiting for their numbers to be called.

The men both ended up going towards the bathroom at the same time.  Pete looked at Carl just as a woman flung open the door to the women's showers and exclaimed, "Jeez it's insane in there!  Two psychos naked on the floor trying to kill each other!"

Pete and Carl pushed past and in a panic, ran into the women's showers.  On the floor of the common area, Desi and Amber were naked and rolling around the floor with their hands in each other's hands.  Amber's back was scratched and bleeding and Desi's nose was bleeding.  Pete and Carl dragged the two naked hellcats apart as they thrashed wildly.  Amber's left tit and a trail of scratches across it too. 

Both women were huffing heavily.  They struggled and began yelling at each other.  Carl and Pete wrapped them in towels and dragged them out. 

The women could not be calmed down.  Carl and Pete dragged them out the back door.  The rear lot of the truck stop had an old picnic shelter and the two men finally said "Shut the fuck up!"  to the two women.  It caused them both to slow down.

"Are we done?" Pete asked.

"NO!" screeched Desi.

"Amber, cut the shit!" yelled Carl.

"I'm gonna kill this bitch, the one who thinks she's Queen of the Truck Stop!" squawked Amber.

The trades went back and forth between the two men and their women.  The women turned towards each other.

"I'll rip your tits off, you cow!" screamed Desi.

"I'm gonna kick your cxnt in, you dumb bitch!" screamed Amber.

"Fuck you!"

"Eat me."

Both at the same time:  "Let us go!!'

Pete and Carl shrugged.  Then they let the women go.  The two women sprinted to the shelter as their towels fell to the cement.  They made it to the grass under the shelter and dove at each other.

Pete and Carl sauntered over to the shelter--they were both used to this type of behavior from their women.

[JT Edson]

Great stuff so far. Can hardly wait for part 2!

[Janine_G]

Amber's claws tore down Desi's cheek, almost tearing her eyelid in the process.  Desi's left hand was buried in Amber's hair as she delivered a gut punch.  The blow was harder than anything remembered in recent memory.  The muscular latina followed with a brutal punch to Amber's face that snapped her head back, Carl wondered if Desi hadn't been holding his woman's hair if she wouldn't have been knocked off her feet.  Amber went to counterpunch, but Desi blocked the blow with her forearm and delivered three knees to Amber's naked pussy.

The brunette stumbled a half step backwards as Desi released her hair.

Pete leaned towards Carl as he lit a cigarette.  "Hundred bucks says my girl Desi wrecks your bitch."

Carl smirked.  "200 says your bitch is beggin' mine in the end.  "

Pete paused for a moment as he took a drag on his cigarette....  Desi grabbed Amber's hair with two hands and yanked her forward, dragging the brunette to the ground and swinging her around as Amber tried to regain her feet.  Instead, the lighter haired woman sent her tumbling into one of the posts supporting the structure--Amber slammed her back into the post, wincing.  Pete snickered.  "Deal." 

THe two men shook hands as Desi, breathing hard, stalked over to her naked foe and bent down to grab at Amber's big tits only to take a brutal blow to her throat, causing her to gag and stumble backwards as Amber launched up into Desi's gut, tackling her to the ground where she straddled the other woman and began pounding her with rights and lefts as Desi thrashed and bucked wildly beneath her while the blows did their damage....

[catftluver]

awesome as usual!! Love your stories

[Janine_G]

Amber was punishing Desi's face.  She loved the thrill of beating the shit out of another woman. 

From the side of the shelter, Pete took a deep drag off of his cigarette.  Carl was smirking.  "Still happy you took that bet?" Carl asked.  Pete shrugged as he exhaled smoke.  Amber was suddenly launched forward and off of Desi.  The latina had grabbed Amber's big tits, yanked forward and bridged, sending the other woman careening forward onto the grass.  The two women spun and faced each other, scrambling to their feet.  Desi's nose and mouth were bleeding and her face was swollen from the beating, but she didn't look fazed at all.  Amber moved forward and snapped a jab at her head, but Desiree swept it to the side and hit her with a right-left combination to her face followed by a blow to the middle of her chest that, quite simply, stopped her in her tracks.   Amber could not believe how strong Desi's punches were.  The woman had rattled her with the punches she had landed. 

The brunette charged forward, deciding to take punches out of the game.  The two women grappled, struggling with each other.  Amber grabbed Desi's pussy and her throat.  Desi did the same.  They stumbled for a moment as they struggled with each other.  Desi's grip on Amber's neck was like a vise and her claws tore into Amber's sensiitive crotch.  Amber worked Desi hard too, but Desi was tougher than the brunette had expected, and way stronger.  It wasn't just the punches.  Desi was simply stronger than any woman Amber could remember fighting.  They struggled as they mauled each other's pussies and began to choke the air out of the other.  Desi woman-handled Amber and drove her backwards, forcing back into the picnic table that was off to the side of the shelter.  Amber fell back onto it, as Desiree held her down, losing the true pressure on the other woman's throat but able to hold her down as Amber lost her grip completley on Desi's neck and could barely keep mauling her crotch as her feet were unable to touch the ground for leverage.  Desi stopped clawing and simply started punches into Amber's pussy.  The brunette's body shook with each blow, her big tits jiggling as her pussy was punished.

Amber got a foot up and jammed it into Desiree's chest, launching the other woman backwards and causing her to tumble over. 

As Desiree rolled to her knees, Amber leapt onto her, and the two rolled about on the grass, clawing and mauling.  They grabbed each other's wrists and hands and began struggling to gain control of the ground fight.  They grunted as their breasts rubbed across one another and their stiff nipples dug into each other's sensitive tits.  Amber's hip bone ground into Desi's pussy as Desi tried to use her strong legs and buttocks to arch her body and maneuver on top of her opponent.  First Desi was on top, then Amber, and then they rolled the other way.  They were struggling and grunting as their bodies became drenched in sweat.  The fight was at a stalemate of sorts.  Amber headbutted Desi, which normally would have changed the dynamic but Desi took the blow and headbutted her back.  Another exchange of the same didn't yield a change.  The two women struggled more. 

"I'm the queen, you cxnt, and I'm going to ruin you..." grunted Desiree.

"You're nothing you skanky whore...I'm going to leave you begging... " gasped Amber

Neither woman was confident they could win though.  For the first time in their fighting lives, they were not dominating a fight with another woman.  Amber pulled her hand free of Desiree's and dug her nails into Desi's face.

Desiree felt the pain and couldn't hold back.  She screamed.  It was brutal. She grabbed Amber's wrist and pulled it away.  Amber was on top .  The brunette broke away and was able to straddle Desiree.  She mumbled, "Now I got you." and she grabbed Desiree's tits and punctured the skin viciously with all of her fingernails, driving her thumbnails into her throbbing nipples.  The second scream from Desiree was what actually got Pete's attention and raised concern.  He had never heard his woman scream like that.

"Looks like your bitch is in trouble..." Carl taunted. 

Pete had no reply. Desi was actually hurt.  She desperately pried at Amber's vicious hands as the big woman violated her body in ways that were agonizing.  Amber got to her feet and yanked Desi up by her big tits and slammed her to the ground.  She stomped her body before the lighter haired woman could counter and grabbed her by her hair, yanking her to her feet.  She dragged her to the picnic table that Desi had pounded her pussy on and slammed her face into the table twice before Desi was able to use her arms to block further blows.  Blood dripped down from Desi's forehead as Amber spun her around to face the men.  Desi was dazed and didn't fight back.  Amber kneed her several times between her legs, several of the blows almost lifting her off her feet.  She then yanked her to the ground and kicked her in the face.

Pete took a half-step forward.   "Uh-uh." Carl said, "Unless you're throwin in the towel..."

Pete paused, looking at his battered girl on her hands and knees in front of Amber. She almost couldn't lift her head up.  Amber grabbed Desi by her hair again and yanked her head back as she turned to deliver a battered smile to Carl and blew him a kiss. 

She looked at Pete, "I guess she ain't so tough after all, hey buddy?" taunted Amber. 

Pete looked sullenly at his broken girl.  He had never seen her look so bad.  Amber turned back to her foe.  She never had a chance to defend herself as Desiree launched the punch straight into her pussy and knocked the other woman backwards off her feet.

[tommyfighter]

Great back and forth!

[Janine_G]

Desi launched herself forward, but as she did, Amber brought her knees up and caught Desi on them. she kicked back as Desi's tits crashed into her sharp knees.  The recoil caused the lighter haired woman to tumble to the side.  Amber twisted and scrambled on top of her foe, straddling her again and smashing her in the tits and face several times as Desi, almost in desperation, thrashed and bucked beneath her.  She was successful in unseating Amber and she quickly turned and grabbed the other woman's pussy, twisting violently.  Amber growled in pain, her face ashen, but she lashed out with one of her hands and grabbed one of Desiree's damaged tits and violently twisted it in retaliation.  Desiree's tits had been the focus of attacks many times in fights, and normally she could tolerate it well, but Amber's earlier vicious assault had damaged both of her breasts so badly that she was already sensitized.  The pain in her breast was excruciating and Amber could see it, even as her crotch was on fire and her eyes watered from the mauling she was suffering. 

The two women struggled--their bodies twitched and jerked in pain as they tried to pry themselves free from their opponent while continuing to inflict their own pain.  Desiree finally got one hand free and launched a series of punches into Amber's cheek.  Despite exhaustion and having taken a beating, Desi was still incredibly powerful and her blows crashed into Amber's cheek and stunned the other woman.  But Amber punched back, connecting squarely with Desiree's battered nose and the self-proclaimed "Queen of the Truck Stop" screeched and rolled backwards, breaking the two women apart.  Gasping and bleeding.  Sweaty and battered, both women struggled to their feet, unsteady.  Pete could see his girl was losing.  So could Carl.  Amber was definitely carrying the advantage.  A lesser woman than Desi would have submitted, but Desiree was not going to quit.

They charged at each other.  Their naked flesh slapped together as both women groaned.  Their big breasts mushroomed out between them as they wrapped their arms around one another and compressed each other's lower back.  Desiree threw her head back and moaned, "Oh Christ..."

Amber grimaced and growled, "Fuck you, bitch..."  she squeezed harder and lifted Desi off her feet. 

Desi whimpred "Ohhhhh goddddd.....Peeete....oh goddd...she's... "  but her voice trailed off and Pete wondered if he needed to throw in the towel.  That had never happened before.

Amber slammed Desiree to the ground.  The grunt and yelp from Desiree was a wail of agony.  Amber bent over and grabbed Desi's labia with one hand, her left tit with another and stepped on her right tit, crushing it against the ground as she hauled up on Desiree's body with her hand holds.  Once again, the scream was inhuman.  Both of Desiree's implants ruptured and her labia began to bleed.  She was horribly wounded.  She screamed, "Oh god you pyscho bitch!!! You're fucking destroying my body!"

"QUIT!!" Amber huffed, struggling against Desiree's body weight.

"Give up!" yelled Carl.

Pete opened his mouth, but couldn't say the words.  It was agonizing to watch his woman losing and so badly hurt, but he couldn't give up on her.  Amber dropped to the ground and stumbled away to catch her breath.  She leaned against the picnic table. 

Carl turned to Pete, "My girl will kill your bitch if you don't get her to quit or quit for her."

Pete looked at Carl, "She can handle herself...." he replied, completely unsure of himself. 

Desiree rolled to her belly and struggled to her hands and knees, collapsing once before she steadied herself.  She crawled a few feet towards Pete and then looked up at him.  Her face was a mess, her makeup, blood, sweat, and maybe tears streaking down her swollen, scratched, and bloodied cheeks.   She spoke with a thick tongue, barely a whisper.

"She's beating the shit out of me...she may....she may....ruin me...."

Pete looked at Desi with sad eyes...."You can quit if you want to Desi, you're more important to me than winning...but if you want to fight, I know you can get this bitch..."

Desi coughed and winced, as she struggled to her feet. 

"You done?" Amber asked, from across the shelter as Desi stood, her legs trembling, rocking back and forth on each foot.

"I said, are you done?" Amber said, getting to her feet, wincing herself, but more steady than her opponent. 

Desi looked at Amber and said, "Do I look done?"

Amber smiled through a blood mouth and said, "I was hoping you might say that..." 

She closed the distance between her and Desi and both women put up their fists.  Amber jabbed first, and Desi couldn't block this one.  The punch connected and Desi almost dropped her hands.  The second punch from Amber broke Desi's nose.  Desi though, countered.  Her punches still had strength, though markedly diminished.  Nevertheless though, Desi tagged Amber several times, and her punches snapped Amber's head back and then drove her back towards the picnic table. 

Amber countered back, stunning Desi with two more blows to her face and one to her chest.  She taunted the other woman.  "You know, when I finish you off and they take you to the hospital, I might let your man put his dick in my ass... I can tell he wants a real woman."

"Stay away from Pete..." threatened Desi.

"Well, who's gonna stop me?  It sure ain't you..." gloated Amber as she hit Desiree again in the gut and the other woman almost doubled over. 

Desiree screamed in frustration, she stepped forward, and with a roar, scooped a hand between Amber's legs, and one on her shoulder, she hoisted Amber up and in a show of her remarkable strength, body slammed Amber down onto the picnic table, breaking three of Amber's ribs in the process.  Amber wailed and gasped in pain.  Desiree pressed her head down, bending her neck backwards at an extreme angle as Amber flailed wildly and Desiree hammer punched her tits and belly, battering her ruthlessly.  After a dozen blows, one of Amber's implants ruptured and Desiree, in a fury of rage, yanked her by her hair off the table, causing her to crash to the ground.  Desiree kicked her repeatedly in the face until the other woman collapsed to the ground face down.  Desiree screamed, "How about you, cxnt!!!! ARE YOU DONE???"  Amber moaned, but mumbled what sounded like no...

It was Carl who looked worried now.

Pete looked at Carl, and he said, ""My girl won't kill your bitch if you don't get her to quit or quit for her. but she's gonna maim her for life..."

Desiree stomped on Amber's back and the woman convulsed once, struggling to get to her hands and knees.  Desiree stepped back as Amber got to her hands and knees and then launched a wound up kick squarely into her ribcage--the ribs that were broken.  It was Amber's turn to scream in agony and she rolled onto her back clutching her side.  She couldn't take a deep breath..."oh god....." she whimpered. 

Desiree knelt down next to her.  Amber tried to feebly punch her, but the other woman shoved her fist away.... "Are you done, whore?" she whispered to her.

Amber pawed at Desiree's destroyed tit, and Desiree pulled her hand off then with her free hand, she grabbed Amber's pussy.  She squeezed and twisted...

Amber gasped and winced and said, "You dumb slut.....you....think....I...haven't ...had my pussy mauled before....?"

Desiree shrugged, "Well how 'bout your clit, bitch?"

Amber's eyes went wide and Desiree pinched her clit and twisted it like a knob. 

The scream was unworldly.  Amber flailed in agony and couldn't catch her breath.

Pete looked at Carl and said, "Told you..."

Desiree leaned in and said over Amber's screams, "Quit now bitch or I'll either rip it off or damage it so bad you'll never climax again in your life..."

Amber wailed, "Oh god, you win.....stop...stop..stop....I give....please stop...."

Desiree let go and tried to get to her feet but fell down.  She crawled over to Pete and began sobbing.  "Still the Queen of the Truck Stop...." she mumbled as Carl went over to console Amber.

"Please let's go back to the rig..." begged Desi.



Rumors raged after that epic battle on the truck stop lore that Amber and Desiree fought again.  Stories about how the second fight ended raged and frenzied.  Some said it was a draw, some said one of them killed the other, others said that they both ended up in the hospital.  Still other stories raged that the two women stalked each other for years afterwards fighting constantly unitl both were beaten by a newcomer.  But those were all urban legend.  At least as far as I know.

[roadie]

Never bet against a chic with a tattoo. 
Pete.

[SunnyB]

Sensationally back & forth ... highly erotic finish!! 

- Sonny Sin