They both lay there...Amie on her belly, hands pulled to her face.. her legs spread
wide...Devan on her back...staring up at the ceiling...her left leg draped over Amie's....
the backs of their knees touching.....they were both totally nude.....both of their
magnificent bodies drenched in sweat....their clothes shredded.....strewn all about the
hallway and living room....an hour ago they had both been decked out.....ready
for their monthly girls night out.......Devan in her short black skirt and matching
halter...Amie in a tie under the tits white shirt and short denim skirt..........
Neither was sure now what had set them off....had it been the heat....the long hot
sultry days that all of Texas had been experiencing had every ones nerves on end
......neither was even sure which of them had started it.......but as they lay there
...both laboring for breaths...their chests heaving as both tried to suck in sufficient
oxygen to keep themselves from passing out......they both knew they had been
willing participants......both had given as well as they had received......neither had
given the other any quarter....and both had been merciless to the other............
and now both were replaying the events of the last hour in their throbbing ..dizzied
heads..........they had both always respected the other......loved one another.....
always stood up for the other.....none of that had changed.....if anything they both
respected the other even more now....they thought back to how it had started.....
one had said something...the other taking offense.then the other had sharp words
also..that cut into the other...who had gone first neither could remember.....at this
point it no longer mattered.....it had come to this point because they both
desired it.........not needing to prove anything to the other...but to prove it to
themselves.......the pain that each was feeling ..had a somehow erotic feel to it..
Amie felt the slight trickle of blood from her nose dripping slowly into her hands cupped
to her face....she knew her eye would be swollen shut by morning...the dull ache
in her left tit and in her cxnt a sign that her best friend was a worthy opponent.....
Devin's jaw ached...she tasted her own blood inside her mouth.........the bruise
already forming on her rib cage...a testament to Amie's ability to use her fists.....
the bruise on her muscular thigh..a testament that Amie was also competent with
her knees and feet.....they had never feared each other...nor did they now
before because they had never had need to...now because they had stood toe to
toe and both had survived........they had abused each other in every possible way
and each demonstrated her toughness her resilience in not only taking the abuse
absorbing everything the other had to offer....but then giving it back....many times
the one getting the upper hand had changed.....they had both found themselves at one time being the aggressor..at other times being the victim...they had slapped
...palm against face ...each dealing the punishment...and each feeling the sting
of the others well aimed palm and fingers......hair had been yanked unmercifully..
each at one point dragged around the room by their own long dark tresses.....
they had used the others clothes to try to gain control....till the fabric tore away
from their hot sweating flesh....they had rolled over each other.....rolled over
the furniture......rolled to and then on the floor.. their frustration of not
being able to subdue the other...causing them to try fists ..feet ..and knees
to gain some sort of advantage....each had been knocked to the floor....yanked
up by the hair...and then knocked down again.........each had stood and watched her beloved friend writhe on the floor in pain........felt satisfaction..admiring their friends
nude form....back arched...nipples erect and reaching skyward....each had felt
excitement.....and fear.......and adulation as the other struggled to her feet.....
time and time again.....to resume their battle...Amie wondered about her hubby's
reaction when later she would tell him about this encounter........Devan knew what her boyfriends reaction was going to be.....he would wish that he had been here.......
but she was glad he wasn't ... even he would have stepped between them when
he realized how brutal they had both become.......they had both fought dirty....
when fists and feet had failed to gain them an advantage....they both used
their claws...their teeth......and their knowledge of what caused a woman pain to
try to shift the advantage to themselves.....nipples had been pinched and twisted
and even bitten......pussies were kneed....punched..... and scratched.....
each had been at first shocked by the realization of her own arousal....both marveled
as they discovered the others pussy was dripping as much as her own........
they would forever be intimately closer......as each had now tasted the others juices
.....while they were being held down.....each using her own woman hood to try to
smother the others face........each had used her knowledge of female arousal
as they used teeth lips and tongue to escape their friends sweaty cxnt being pressed
hard into their face.....sexual torture had never been a weapon in either of the
women's previous fights.....but somehow seemed so appropriate to both
in this one......the feel of their best friends body pressed hard against her own
raised intriguing thoughts......they squeezed each other with all their might ...
in bear hugs.....head scissors...body scissors.......each had repeatedly flipped her
friend to the floor....thrown over knees...hips ...and shoulders..............
but in the end it had come down to the usual means of inflicting
damage.....they had taken turns throwing the other against the wall....holding her there
with a forearm to the throat...throwing fists and knees to cxnts ..bellies...tits ..and
most of all faces........each feeling that she was gaining the advantage.....till the
other fought her way back into the fight........and then for the last two minutes
they found themselves in the middle of the living room...going toe to toe......head
snapping slaps and punches.....breath taking fists and knees to the body........
beating each other down........down ....as they both dropped to their knees.......
continuing there......their grunts and cries that had echoed throughout the
house for the entire hour that they had been fighting....now grew in volume and
intensity.....as their weary arms caused their punches to lose their zip..........
until both sobbing uncontrollably........they had simultaneously collapsed to the
floor.......sobbing...gasping for breath.....feeling both defeated ......and victorious..
....as their breathing calmed......their thumping hearts slowed.....one was able to
ask "have you had enough".........her friends silence speaking volumes............
they both slowly began struggling to their feet.........their eyes lock onto each other
" I still love you" one said.."I still love you" was the reply...."you will always be my
friend".........." I feel the same".....................................................................
outside the house ...a sparrow returned to his perch on the edge of the roof........
having been scared away earlier by the crashing and banging and thumping that
had caused the very walls to shake...........he had listened from his perch atop a
fence post......but now the silence had returned...looking out over the
hot sultry Colorado night sky.........suddenly the little sparrow was startled....
wings fluttered......quickly flying back to the fence post......as the loud SLAP
of flesh against sweaty flesh......and the resulting THUMP of body against wall... let the little bird know..........that round two had begun...
