competitiveness Night


By Jax Teller


I met Jessica a few month ago at a Friday engagement night issue. She was not like a lot of the females that hung around the fighting. Most charwoman are well dressed and either have a fiscal sake or a parentage luxuria to be satisfied. The other female presence was the mob fille, who wore little to naught Bikini not legal even at the beaches, and walked foretoken around to stand for the round. When I first saw Jessica she was dressed in tights, sports bra top, and sneakers. She looked more like a fighter than a spectator, but female attack aircraft were unusual in this environment.


This guild was under soil fight, illegal and off terminal point to military personnel. That was n't stopping me though because I was making more money with less work than in my Marine corps calling. I could be dishonorably discharged if caught, but there were as many armed forces as civilian in the club any given night. I say nine but it was a warehouse that had chain data link fences around a 30 by 30 ft mat. It resembled the cage set up by Military police for over stream hold.


I was there for a competitiveness and to make money from fighting so I watched all the players in the room until it was my turn to press. I went into the cage and won my fight quickly, the guy was tough but not trained, a typical bar fighter aircraft. I went to cull up my winnings and Jax the guy that was running the appearance told me that the more I could struggle, the more citizenry would get to acknowledge me and the money would be better. I saw Jax had on MC colors but did n't recognize the club name. I thanked him and went back to the cage to watch.


I was a fan of bare knuckle scrap and integrate martial arts too, so I stuck around to view. I was also doing recon on possible future resister. Two competitiveness later Jessica walked in the Cage and began fighting a womanhood three inch taller than her and lowering. Jessica dominated the cleaning lady and won in the 2nd rung. After her scrap she joined the spectators and fighters who were done. In bare metacarpophalangeal joint fighting there usually was n't a time terminus ad quem though, just fight public treasury it as over one way or the early. The reason there were turn was for advertisement and to open the fighters a chance to last longer. yearner fights equated to to a greater extent money so no one argued about it.


Jessica was standing next to me and we started commenting on the fights and talking between us. We met later that nighttime at Kilroys and had drink. We became friend, and I started working out with her when I could. We clicked on a fighter aircraft layer, knowing what we had to do to win, and working to get there. Speed was always a place for advance and having some one to advertize you when you did n't experience like it was a place welfare. She was physically in expert conformation but I helped her bulk up slightly adding to her stamina.


Out side the ring Jessica was very down to land and a happy hippy soul. She was quiet the contrary when she stepped in the cage, fierce and viscously aggressive. I watched her fight two Thomas More fighting in the hebdomad following and she was a very hard style to fight because she was so torrential in her tone-beginning. It concerned me that in the three combat of hers I 'd seen she had n't fought Thomas More than eight instant all together. Working closely with her on an fair level we grew personally, very close to each other, never going more than a day without talking to each other.


Today was a military pay day, three day calendar week end with a full Sun Myung Moon. All these issue converged to create a very high energy exit from base. I had a fight planned for tonight, so I planned on meeting Jessica at Kilroys'Irish Pub before the competitiveness tonight. I had thoughts of Jessica riding with me on a pleasure ride to the beach, letting my sentiment drift from the fighting in a couple hours. I snapped back to the road as a cager cut me off, It would not be good for me, not to evidence 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 operate my corner tonight as well as being my drive, just in suit 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 opposer was here as well and that we would be in expansion slot telephone number 3 for the night.


For two, relatively new to this venue data format, fighters I was surprised to be in the number three expansion slot for the Nox. The outset time slot was not a money maker, and the second was usually a grudge / personal equal that would catch the eye of spectators, getting them to the cage and interested. The third slot was the for the first time of the existent money expansion slot. The post was laughable tonight, lusus naturae, geeks, the rich and the famous all in one piazza to see a actual competitiveness. No ruler, no glove, no Book of Judges, just raw fighting at it 's core. The referee was only there to announce a winner if some one submitted or was unconscious.


I was ready for scrap and tonight I had a programme, I had done my home piece of work thanks to Jessica. I knew this guy 's techniques, his weaknesses and I had trained for him. The 5 minute stave were not going to be a constituent tonight. I walked in the John Milton Cage Jr. calm, no jumping, shadow packing, no drama just stone inhuman. Jessica took the towel from around my neck as the referee did a weapons handicap, making sure neither of us had any. The recession individual left the cage and the doorway to the Cage locked. The bell round, I stood in the shopping centre of the coop and waited for my opponent to amount to me. I quickly took his leading groundwork from under him with a leg chimneysweeper, following him to the pack of cards using my forearm to the slope of his head as he hit.


He was unconscious and I did n't flex or even conjure my hands in triumph. I waited for a endorse to see if he would recuperate on his own, but he did not. The referee took a stifle and checked his pulse, respiration 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 wienerwurst you destroyed the guy."I went to the part and Jax handed me the purse and said"next fourth dimension not so fast, string it out a rhythm or two."Jax knew the line and was well respected, so I thanked him and left.


Jessica asked if I wanted to go out for dining car and I said"yeah at Killroys ”. She parked succeeding to my bike and we went in and ate. Jessica seemed different through diner and for a minute I thought I had done something to offend her. The thinking crossed my creative 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 hand and asked her if there was a trouble. She seemed to melt at my touch and said"nothing wrong."


I focused and asked her"what is going on ?"Her cutis flushed turning slightly red, and answered"dog you were so have intercourse hot tonight."Her answer took me off sentry go, we 'd been friends and training pardner. I could see she was all char now, her groundwork instincts ruling her. She said"listen, when you destroyed Markus, I almost came right wing then and there."As I struggled for words she asked"dog you want to spar ?"Jessica was like a cat in passion, on the prowl.


We 'd never sparred before and even if we had I was sure she had something unlike in judgment. I said"for certain why not ?"We finished dining car and I followed her on my motorcycle to her gym. This is where we work out, train, but had never sparred. She turned on the lights and walked to mat area removing her outer clothes until she was wearing just her panties and fun bra. I took my drawers off and shirt off, standing there in my shorts.


I took my posture and waited for her to attack. 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 upper mitt, until I was on top of her, my bridge player on her throat holding her down. My legs between hers suddenly gave way to reason, that we were both sexually turned on. My realization was based on my severely cock pressing through my underdrawers into her wet panties. Then the look in her center made sense, she needed to orgasm. She feigned attempts to free herself, but I was able to let go of her throat and grab her hair holding her down to the mat.


I used my other helping hand to pull at her panties until I had to locomote from between her branch momentarily to get them off her. If she was really fighting me, I could never have done this to her. I pulled my short off, and returned between her legs. She struggled for result, but it was too easy to push the read/write head of my cock inside her dripping wet twat. This was n't romance, just raw instinctual fucking. I felt her bitch take my cock and I pulled back out and slammed my cock back into her.


She cried out"OH GOD YES"I fucked her with as often force-out as I could hammering my shaft in and out of her as she cried and gasped for air. The spoken language she spewed, was vial and degrading which just added the hale element, something I would never hold guessed would descend from her, the sweetly kind loving hippy soul Jessica. But this intimate predator, was the fierce and viciously strong-growing being that was a striver to her al-Qa'ida instinct.


Jessica started to shake and scream, straining her vocalisation cheering at me, as she came. Her dripping wet bitch milking my prick, hungry for my seeded player. I could n't hold back any longer and let the waves of explosive come explosion from my shaft burried inside her. Jessica 's hint rapid and raspy from all the pharyngeal consonant screaming, I pulled my tool from her pussy and wiped the promontory of my cock up and down her slit to her clitoris whipping the endure drops of seminal fluid on her well trimmed bush.


We laid on the mat for some time and then silently collected our clothes piece by piece putting them back on. Jessica 's heart were once again different, another look I 'd not seen before, satisfied, satiated. We took out my motorcycle, riding until dawning. It had been a brilliant Friday Nox, but now it was Saturday morning and the air was clean and clear, washing over our skin, binding us together. This day would not be spent fighting but partying.


We stopped at the 50 's dining compartment and had a breakfast. It was like I was sitting with a different person when in reality it was still Jessica, but more of her then she 'd let me see before. We decided to steer to my place and kip some before going out later. As we entered my bedroom, we stripped our wearing apparel off and laid down snuggling into each other. The sex last Night had caught me off sentry duty and laying next her nodding off to sleep was equally a new post in our relationship.


Waking of late afternoon we decided to forgo any preparation today, and to go where the route takes us. It was how I liked to hinge on, no destination, not to the depot, never to exercise, just freedom. Now I was sharing this with Jessica, something personal that I had never really blab to her about. She took to riding like a duck to pee, it appealed to her gratuitous spirit. At one longsighted light She told me to go right and as I was riding she motioned to me to commit into the parking lot of a club called the consistency shop.


She got off after I turned the bike off and said she had to go pick up her pay cheque. It was n't until that mo that I realized she was a stemmer, and how fiddling I really knew about the fantastic fair sex. Pulling off total striking fighting while maintaining the eubstance of a exotic dancer must not have been comfortable. It also explained why she 'd resisted my program to bulk her up a little for fighting. She was only gone a few minute 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 society, which would mean she would make more money.


We rode out of town headed to the sun as it started to set on the celestial horizon. It was truly zen like how our lives were coming together. The sun set and the air turned chill, riding was large at this time of night, watching the visible radiation disappear and the shadow take over. The initiatory star of the night and then the mantle of stars that blanketed to Night sky. I pulled over to a road side commons and we used the facility, meeting up on a bench near the bicycle. There was n't practically traffic passing by and no one in the park, to I took the opportunity to start sexual contact with her. We kissed and hugged feeling each other through our wearing apparel until I slid down to the bench seat and pulled her dungaree off her legs. Jessica knew what I wanted and assisted me removing her panty, putting a leg on either sid eof my head.


Her bare snatch smelled so natural, un-perfumed, so perfect. I kissed her thighs from side to side leading up to her bare mound. I used my ovolo to pull up her lips apart and licked around the rim of her pussy. Breathing I kissed directly around her clit and then licked back down and around her lips once more. Jessica was getting wetter, grasped my hairsbreadth and pulled me to her clit, grinding on my face. I gave in, letting her guide me to where she needed to go.


I was enjoying my positioning between her branch, the scent of a woman and the wet construction. I knew she was finish to coming and prepared myself to lick up every fall of her dulcet nectar. It was then I heard voices as a duo walked by us headed to the facilities. I looked as a lot as I could but Jessica 's grip pulled me deeper into her and she came hard. Her thrusts matching the round, she was grinding on my face rougher than I would think to be comfy, almost keeping me from breathing. What a way to die I thought as I felt her splash into my rima oris holding my tightly in place as wave over wave of her nectar nearly overwhelm me.


As Jessica released the pressing of her grip on my head word I looked up to see the couple that had gone by us, were now standing but a few ft away watching. The woman was in front line of her man who was hugging her from behind. They made no effort to veil that they were watching us, as I stood up releasing my peter from my pants, I found Jessica 's dripping wet snatch and thrust my cock in her. The looking at on her heart was as if this is what she lived for, rock concentrated cock fucking her. I could palpate her having miniature waves of orgasms as I fucked her hard and mystifying as I could manage.


I looked over at the distich and noticed he had his helping hand down the front man of her knickers obviously rubbing her snatch. Jessica saw me looking and looked as well, which caused her to shake her hip to meet my knife thrust. We locked middle as she let a large gush of come sluttish and her twat grasping my putz milking it. My coming was so close I could not have stopped it if I had wanted to when I noticed the woman now with her pants down and her boy Quaker pounding her from behind stepped closer to us. She reached out and began playing with Jessica 's nipple, rubbing them, grasping her nipples roughly.


I could n't take any more and pulled out of Jessica letting the first spurt of my come spatter over her mamilla. The cleaning woman bent down and took my tool into her mouth slurping the seed from me as it flowed. It seemed like the exchange took hours but as soon as I was done coming the woman slid her mouth to Jessica 's pap licking my seed off them. Her boy admirer pumped his load onto her back and ass, jerking every last drop on her. We all disconnected and looked at each other as if waking from an erotic dream.


We exchanged names and phone bit and went on our separate way of life. It was as if another roadblock 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 surge to incite forward human relationship wise.

The End