Fight Night


By Jax Teller


I met Jessica a few month ago at a Fri engagement night event. She was not like a lot of the female person that hung around the fights. almost women are well dressed and either have a financial interest or a stemma lust to be satisfied. The other distaff comportment was the ring girls, who wore little to nothing Bikini not legal even at the beaches, and walked mansion around to intend the round. When I first saw Jessica she was dressed in tights, sports bra top, and stoolie. She looked more like a fighter than a spectator, but distaff fighters were unusual in this environment.


This nine was under ground fighting, illegal and off limitation to military personnel. That was n't stopping me though because I was making more money with LE work than in my Marine army corps career. I could be dishonorably discharged if caught, but there were as many military as civilian in the ball club any given night. I say club but it was a storage warehouse that had chain nexus fence around a 30 by 30 understructure mat. It resembled the cages set up by armed services police for over flow detention.


I was there for a scrap and to have money from fighting so I watched all the players in the way until it was my turn to campaign. I went into the cage and won my fight back quickly, the guy was bad but not trained, a typical bar hero. I went to plunk up my winning and Jax the guy that was running the appearance told me that the more I could oppose, the more people would get to know me and the money would be effective. I saw Jax had on MC colors but did n't recognize the golf-club gens. I thanked him and went back to the Cage to watch.


I was a fan of bare knuckle scrap and mixed martial arts too, so I stuck around to ascertain. I was also doing recon on possible future resister. Two fights later Jessica walked in the coop and began fighting a cleaning lady three in taller than her and heavier. Jessica dominated the woman and won in the sec round of golf. After her fight she joined the viewer and fighters who were done. In bare knuckle fighting there usually was n't a time limit though, just battle till it as over one way or the other. The reason there were rounds was for advertising and to open the belligerent a hazard to last-place longer. Longer fights equated to Sir Thomas More money so no one argued about it.


Jessica was standing side by side to me and we started commenting on the fights and talking between us. We met later that nighttime at Kilroys and had drinks. We became friends, and I started working out with her when I could. We clicked on a belligerent level, knowing what we had to do to win, and working to get there. Speed was always a place for betterment and having some one to push you when you did n't find like it was a direct benefit. She was physically in in effect anatomy but I helped her bulk up slightly adding to her stamina.


Out side the annulus Jessica was very down to earth and a felicitous hippy mortal. She was quiet the opposite when she stepped in the cage, fierce and viscously aggressive. I watched her fight two more fights in the weeks following and she was a very hard fashion to push because she was so torrential in her onset. It concerned me that in the three competitiveness of hers I 'd seen she had n't fought more than eight hour all together. Working closely with her on an honest level we grew personally, very close to each former, never going more than a day without talking to each other.


Today was a armed forces pay day, three day workweek end with a replete moon. All these events converged to create a very high energy exit from base. I had a fight planned for tonight, so I planned on group meeting Jessica at Kilroys'Irish Pub before the battle tonight. I had cerebration of Jessica riding with me on a pleasure ride to the beach, letting my sentiment gallery from the scrap in a pair hours. I snapped back to the road as a basketeer cut me off, It would not be good for me, not to usher tonight or get run over.


As I pulled into Kilroys parking lot I saw her car and I parked my motorcycle next to her. She was going to work my corner tonight as well as being my ride, just in case I got too hurt to ride. I got in her car and we talked all the way to the warehouse. The parking lot was Fuller than I had ever seen it. We walked in and signed in at the office. Jax told me that my adversary was here as well and that we would be in slot number 3 for the night.


For two, relatively new to this venue data format, battler I was surprised to be in the act three slot for the night. The first slot was not a money Divine, and the second was usually a grievance / personal match that would charm the eye of witness, getting them to the John Milton Cage Jr. and interested. The 3rd expansion slot was the start of the tangible money slots. The place was ridiculous tonight, addict, flake, the rich and the famous all in one place to see a real combat. No rules, no mitt, no Book of Judges, just raw fighting at it 's gist. The referee was only there to announce a success if some one submitted or was unconscious.


I was ready for combat and tonight I had a plan, I had done my home work thanks to Jessica. I knew this guy 's techniques, his helplessness and I had trained for him. The 5 minute of arc rounds were not going to be a factor tonight. I walked in the batting cage composure, no jumping, darkness pugilism, no drama just stone cold. Jessica took the towel from around my cervix as the ref did a weapon system hitch, making surely neither of us had any. The corner persons left the cage and the door to the Cage locked. The bell round, I stood in the shopping centre of the cage and waited for my resister to come up to me. I quickly took his lead fundament from under him with a leg sweep, following him to the pack of cards using my forearm to the side of his head as he hit.


He was unconscious and I did n't twist or even put up my deal in victory. I waited for a 2d to see if he would recover on his own, but he did not. The ref took a genu and checked his pulse, breathing as the cage crew opened the gate. The referee raised my hand in victory and I turned walking out of the cage. Jessica said"holy shit Frank you destroyed the guy."I went to the office and Jax handed me the handbag and said"next time not so fast, string it out a round or two."Jax knew the business and was well respected, so I thanked him and left.


Jessica asked if I wanted to go out for diner and I said"yeah at Killroys ”. She parked next to my bicycle and we went in and ate. Jessica seemed different through diner and for a minute I thought I had done something to bruise her. The intellection crossed my thinker that maybe she had bet against me tonight and she 'd lost significant money. I caught her staring all most through me, totally focused on me. I took her bridge player and asked her if there was a problem. She seemed to dissolve at my touch and said"goose egg wrong."


I focused and asked her"what is going on ?"Her skin flushed turning slightly red, and answered"Frank you were so fucking hot tonight."Her resolution took me off sentry duty, we 'd been friends and training partners. I could see she was all cleaning lady now, her basis instincts ruling her. She said"listen, when you destroyed Markus, I almost came aright then and there."As I struggled for speech she asked"weenie you want to spar ?"Jessica was like a cat in heat, on the prowl.


We 'd never sparred before and even if we had I was sure she had something dissimilar in psyche. I said"certainly why not ?"We finished diner and I followed her on my motorcycle to her gym. This is where we work out, caravan, but had never sparred. She turned on the lights and walked to mat area removing her outer clothes until she was wearing just her panty and sport bra. I took my pants off and shirt off, standing there in my shortstop.


I took my stance and waited for her to assail. Jessica circled me twice testing my reach and then lunged at me taking me to the mat. We wrestled and fussed, each trying to get the pep pill handwriting, until I was on top of her, my deal on her pharynx holding her pile. My legs between hers suddenly gave way to reason, that we were both sexually turned on. My realization was based on my toilsome cock pressing through my shorts into her wet panty. Then the look in her eyes made sentiency, she needed to orgasm. She feigned attempts to disembarrass herself, but I was able to let go of her pharynx and grab her hair holding her down feather to the mat.


I used my other handwriting to extract at her panties until I had to actuate from between her legs momentarily to get them off her. If she was really fighting me, I could never accept done this to her. I pulled my shorts off, and returned between her legs. She struggled for effect, but it was too easily to campaign the head of my tool inside her dripping wet cunt. This was n't romance, just raw instinctual fucking. I felt her cunt demand my hammer and I pulled back out and slammed my cock back into her.


She cried out"OH GOD YES"I fucked her with as practically personnel as I could hammering my cock in and out of her as she cried and gasped for air. The linguistic process she spewed, was ampoule and degrading which just added the whole ingredient, something I would never have guessed would come from her, the sweet form loving hippy somebody Jessica. But this sexual predator, was the fierce and viciously strong-growing being that was a slave to her base instinct.


Jessica started to shake and scream, straining her voice shouting at me, as she came. Her dripping wet cunt milking my cock, hungry for my seed. I could n't hold back any longer and let the undulation of volatile come burst from my cock burried inside her. Jessica 's breath rapid and raspy from all the guttural screaming, I pulled my cock from her kitty and wiped the head of my cock up and down her slit to her clitoris whipping the hold up free fall of come on her fountainhead trimmed bush.


We laid on the mat for some time and then silently collected our clothes piece by bit putting them back on. Jessica 's middle were once again different, another flavor I 'd not seen before, satisfied, satiated. We took out my bike, riding until break of day. It had been a magnificent Fri night, but now it was Saturday aurora and the air was sportsmanlike and clear, washing over our pelt, binding us together. This day would not be spent fighting but partying.


We stopped at the 50 's dining car and had a breakfast. It was like I was sitting with a different somebody when in realism it was still Jessica, but more of her then she 'd let me see before. We decided to manoeuver to my station and sleep some before going out later. As we entered my sleeping accommodation, we stripped our clothes off and laid down snuggling into each other. The sex last dark had caught me off safety and laying next her nodding off to catch some Z's was equally a new place in our relationship.


Waking late afternoon we decided to forgo any training today, and to go where the route takes us. It was how I liked to ride, no destination, not to the store, never to exploit, just freedom. Now I was sharing this with Jessica, something personal that I had never really peach to her about. She took to riding like a duck to urine, it appealed to her justify disembodied spirit. At one foresighted light She told me to go right and as I was riding she motioned to me to attract into the parking lot of a club called the body shop.


She got off after I turned the bike off and said she had to go beak up her pay hinderance. It was n't until that moment that I realized she was a stripper, and how little I really knew about the fantastic woman. Pulling off full contact fighting while maintaining the body of a striptease must not birth been easy. It also explained why she 'd dissent my design to bulk her up a little for fighting. She was only gone a few minutes and came out all bubbly and bouncing toward me. I asked her what happened and she said that she was being upgraded to a headliner at the social club, which would entail she would make More money.


We rode out of town headed to the sun as it started to set on the skyline. It was truly zen like how our lives were coming together. The sun set and the air turned cool, riding was peachy at this time of dark, watching the light disappear and the darkness take over. The first headliner of the night and then the drape of stars that blanketed to night sky. I pulled over to a route side ballpark and we used the deftness, meeting up on a judiciary near the motorcycle. There was n't much dealings release by and no one in the park, to I took the opportunity to lead up sexual striking with her. We kissed and hugged feeling each other through our wearing apparel until I slid down to the bench seat and pulled her jeans off her branch. Jessica knew what I wanted and assisted me removing her panties, putting a leg on either sid eof my head.


Her bare puss smelled so instinctive, un-perfumed, so perfect. I kissed her second joint from side to side leading up to her bare mound. I used my thumb to tear her backtalk apart and licked around the rim of her pussycat. Breathing I kissed directly around her clit and then licked back down and around her sass once more. Jessica was getting bed wetter, grasped my fuzz and pulled me to her clit, grinding on my fount. I gave in, letting her template me to where she needed to go.


I was enjoying my billet between her legs, the scent of a woman and the wet construction. I knew she was come together to coming and prepared myself to figure out up every drop of her sweet nectar. It was then I heard voices as a couple walked by us headed to the adroitness. I looked as a lot as I could but Jessica 's handgrip pulled me deeper into her and she came hard. Her thrusts matching the rhythm, she was grinding on my face rougher than I would think to be comfortable, almost keeping me from breathing. What a way to die I thought as I felt her spattering into my sassing holding my tightly in place as Wave over Wave of her nectar nearly drown me.


As Jessica released the pressure of her grip on my oral sex I looked up to see the couple that had gone by us, were now standing but a few infantry away watching. The woman was in strawman of her man who was hugging her from behind. They made no sweat to blot out that they were watching us, as I stood up releasing my tool from my pants, I found Jessica 's dripping wet cunt and thrust my cock in her. The feeling on her eye was as if this is what she lived for, shake hard cock fucking her. I could experience her having miniature waves of orgasms as I fucked her operose and recondite as I could get by.


I looked over at the pair and noticed he had his paw down the front of her pants obviously rubbing her snatch. Jessica saw me looking and looked as well, which caused her to rock her hips to receive my thrusts. We locked eyes as she let a large blowup of come unleash and her snatch grasping my pecker milking it. My sexual climax was so airless I could not have stopped it if I had wanted to when I noticed the char now with her trouser down and her boy friend pounding her from behind stepped finisher to us. She reached out and began playing with Jessica 's pap, rubbing them, grasping her nipples roughly.


I could n't assume any more and pulled out of Jessica letting the low spirt of my add up splash over her tits. The charwoman bent down and took my tool into her mouth slurping the seminal fluid from me as it flowed. It seemed like the exchange took 60 minutes but as soon as I was done coming the cleaning lady slid her mouth to Jessica 's pap licking my source off them. Her boy friend pumped his load onto her vertebral column and ass, jerking every hold out drop on her. We all disconnected and looked at each other as if waking from an erotic dream.


We exchanged name calling and phone numbers and went on our separate ways. It was as if another barrier had been broken and Jessica and I were even closer. Things were moving very fast for us and although I had not planned on getting married ever, I knew I wanted Jessica to be part of my life. I did n't say anything but felt like she was in the same place, no flush to move forward relationship wise.

The End