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This is one of my stories I wrote of my alter ego, Anna Chambers, Private Eye and trouble shooter... hope you enjoy.
Model Mayhem and the Polish Princess
Here I was, sitting naked on the edge of my bed, in front of me kneeling on the floor were two nude women about to lunge at each other.
?All right you two dirty bitches?, I said, ?I want it nasty and rough!?
Blonde Meghan McCain, large breasts moving with her breathing, claws curled, hair a wild mess was kneeling across from Sarah Palin (ok, the porn star Lisa Ann?s version of Sarah Palin), also naked, hair wild, big tits wobbling as she breathed?. Then they both lunged forward at the same time? BUZZZZZZ?
I awoke from the great dream with a groan and rolled over in my bed? Gawd I need to go to bed with Fox News on more often? My iPhone was buzzing with an international number?
?Hello?, I said not trying to sound too annoyed.
?Anna, I need your help?, was what I heard in slightly accented English?..
Flash back to 2009?. I was a newly minted Staff Sergeant in the United States Marine Corps, currently in Poland. The wife of a Senator had requested some of her personal security by military females and I was chosen for the assignment. She like her husband had been big supporters of the military and it was a cushy gig. I was to shadow her during fashion shows and meet and greets with some of the high and mighties of Poland. During one event I met someone who would become a friend for life. Ewa Sonnet had walked into one event dressed to the nines. Her black cocktail dress showed massive amounts of cleavage, which was fine for me since I was way more into women than I was men. I was sipping my club soda at the bar, keeping my eyes on my charge and the other members of the security detail when she strolled up next to me. I tried to keep my eyes from drifting to her breasts as she introduced herself and we chatted a little. I found out we had some similar interests. We both loved the beach and winter, she told me skiing the Alps was a dream come true. She had supported her countries troops in the wars in the Middle East and liked the senator?s support of Eastern Europe. We talked like we were old friends catching up which was a nice turn for me since I did not spend too much time in one place to garner many close friends. We exchanged email addresses and went our separate ways for the night. One the last night in Poland, the security detail was given the night off to explore and have fun so I sent Ewa an email and we met up at restaurant for dinner.
I tried to flirt a little but I could tell from the get go that Ewa was not interested in girls like I was. But the night was fun. Right up until we stepped outside the restaurant, waiting for cabs to pick us up. A man, dirty and holding a small knife came up to us and spoke in Polish to us. I did not understand what he was saying but I could tell it wasn?t good from the expression on Ewa?s face.
?He wants us to come with him?, Ewa said shaking.
My left hand was holding my purse and my right was down by my side. One thing you learn in training that if someone is coming at you with a knife, no matter how good you are, you are going to get cut. I dropped my purse and when his eyes went toward the falling handbag, I pushed myself between him and Ewa, as soon as his eyes came up, so did the blade. I feinted a step toward him and he swung the knife in a wide arc. I turned my body to the left and the knife swept passed me and he was over extended. Once he reversed his movement I stepped into his right turning my body toward the right, grasping his right wrist with my right hand and sending my left elbow into his jaw. I used the force of my upper body movement to propel my elbow, I heard and felt a solid crunch and he crumbled to the ground. I batted the knife from his hand and stomped him once in the balls before taking his head by the hair and slamming it back on the concrete. By then, more people had notice and were rushing forward. Ewa was stunned, but she was looking at my right arm. I looked down and I could see red spreading in my white sleeve. I looked and saw he nicked me, nothing bad, half inch, shallow cut. She placed her hand on the cut to stop the bleeding. I was in love. We waited for the police and medical personal to arrive and hall the dude away and I got my wrist looked at. Ewa stayed with me the whole time. Talking with the cops and paramedics, making sure I was treated great. It was coming down to the time I was supposed to be back at my hotel. We were leaving early for the states. Ewa made sure I got back ok and we hugged and I thanked her for everything. She got a little misty eyed and told me she didn?t know what she would have done if I wasn?t there. We hugged tighter and she kissed me on the cheek. We stayed in touch over the years and I knew she had moved to London. While her modeling career was winding down, she was in and out of relationships with men. Never finding Mr. Right.
Back to the present?..
I could hear she was crying, sobbing actually.
?Ewa, what?s wrong?? I asked with concern in my voice.
?I think I am ruined Anna?, I heard her say, ?I have gotten three emails from separate accounts showing pictures of me and ?. Well? men? having sex! Very graphic! It could ruin everything I have been trying to build here. Make me the laughing stock of the industry.?
?Ewa,? I said, ?Haven?t you gotten out of modeling??
?Yes,? she said, ?But I have my own modeling agency to help young women break into the business. These pictures would destroy everything I have made here. I need to find out who is doing it and stop them. I can?t go to the police and anything like that because, it ?. It is so humiliating! Please help me!?
?Ewa,? I said, sitting up. ?It is 3am here, give me a few hours and I will be on a flight to London to take care of this, Ok??
?Thank you Anna,? she said with relief in her voice, ?You are always looking out for me.?
I hung up with Ewa and got into the shower, cold one to wake up and wash away the dream of Sarah Palin and Meghan McCain in a nude catfight. I got dressed and went into my spacious garage and hopped into my Land Rover. I hit the Bluetooth connection, thumbing through my contacts as I idle in the driveway. I found the number I was looking for and dialed.
Ring ring
Ring ring
?Extension 749?, a sweet proper English voice came on the line.
?Well Emilia,? I purred into the call, ? How nice to hear your voice again??
?Oh my God, Anna Chambers!? She said back, ?How are you, and what are you doing this late calling me??
?I need some help,? I said, ?Help off the books, help only the smartest, hottest lady at MI5 can give me. I do think you still owe me a favor or two.?
She laughed, ?HA! Or three! After the mix up with His Royal Highness, and what you did, I don?t know if I can ever pay you back!?
Emilia was young, smart and a looker. I met her a couple of years ago when a certain Prince was being hounded and followed by a crazy psycho stalker here in the states, she had managed to get though his security detail and almost made it to his suite in Las Vegas but was intercepted by Emilia and me. I rough little brawl later and the bitch was in cuffs and I made a friend in British Intelligence.
I gave Emilia all the information I had, emails addresses Ewa had provided and all the nasty texts she had received from an unknown number. Emilia said she would work on it as I drove to my office in LA.
Normally I am not the first one in my office, Jennifer is. Jennifer is my young assistant. She dropped out the FBI academy due to an illicit relationship with an instructor. Jen was fresh out of college and very impressionable. She got caught up with a guy who was just using women for his own playthings and if they didn?t play along, he got them in trouble. He thought he was bulletproof but I was able to get his work computer littered with so much porn that he had to resign from the FBI.
I was on my second cup of coffee when Jennifer came in. I told her I needed a flight to London and to cancel any appointments I had until I would return. She booked me first class and dropped me off at LAX. I settled in for my flight and tried not to think about Meghan and Sarah rolling around in my bedroom, I didn?t want to risk getting caught touching myself on the flight!
I spent most of the flight sleeping, waking occasionally to check my email thru the Wi-Fi connection. I did google Meghan and Sarah, as well as Ivanka Trump and Kimberly Guilfoyle from Fox News? damn what a 4 way catfight that would be? well one can only dream!
I touched down at Heathrow and called Emilia. She told me to get myself settled and that she would contact me when she had something solid. I checked into the Hilton and took a nap to get myself accustomed to the time zone. I woke to find a message from Emilia and I called her back.
?So?, she said, ?I took the liberty of hacking into Miss Sonnet?s accounts and her website for models, nothing there. I also sent a crew to covertly check out her flat. Did you know that there are cameras and listening devices all over that place? Is she really a model or some sort of intelligence asset??
?Model?, I said, ?I have known Ewa for years and she is no spy!?
?Ok?, Emilia went on, ?The cameras and bugs are all Bluetooth enabled. One source. Very amateurish! All linked to another model, Merilyn Sakova. Ukrainian born, moved to London two years ago. She was a client of Ewa?s last year before she went with a different agent.?
?Anything else?? I asked.
?Why yes there is!? She said with a happy tone, ?I used the CCTV feeds to go back to when the first emails and texts came in, I followed Miss Sakova from her flat to three different locations where she purchased burner phones. I must say, Miss Sonnet must be some friend. It may have taken you a few weeks by yourself to get all this, but it seemed like you wanted this done fast. So what?s next? Want me to get SAS to do a quick midnight grab on Merilyn, take her to a safe house somewhere for your special interrogation??
?No?, I said with a smile on my face, ?But are you up to a little late night breaking and entering??
?With you?? Emilia said, ?Always!?
I met Emilia a block from Merilyn?s flat. I was dressed in black yoga pants, black sneakers, and a black stretch top. My large breasts almost bursting through the fabric. Emilia was dressed the same. She had bigger breasts then I did. We hugged, a long hug. I love long hugs.
?So?, Emilia started breaking the hug, a little flushed in the cheeks, ?She has been asleep for the last two hours. I already bypassed the electronic security and locks. You just walk right in. And I have something special for her.? She was holding a computer thumb drive.
We crept into the flat, not making a sound. Emilia started in the laptop that was in the small living room. I watched over her shoulders as she removed all the images of Ewa and placed the ones she had brought on the hard drive. She nodded silently to me and I made my way silently into the bedroom to the sleeping and lightly snoring Merilyn was laying.
I sat in a chair opposite the bed and flipped on the light. Merilyn woke and then sat up startled! The sheets were thrown back and she was were a tight tee shirt and black panties. The shirt was little, very little and tight, very tight. She had massive tits.
?Wha? who? who are you?? She stammered.
?I am a person not be messed with Merilyn,? I said, ?You have messed with someone I hold dear and now I have come to right the wrong!?
?I have done nothing!? She said in heavily accent English. ?You must leave or I will call the authorities.?
?No you won?t?, I said calmly. ?Because if you do, your laptop will be found and all the documents of your dealings with Russian intelligence will be found.?
?What!?!? She exclaimed! ?I am not a spy!!!!?
?Oh you will be seen as one Merilyn!? I said, ?And if you so much as sneeze in Ewa Sonnet?s direction, you will be arrested and thrown into a hole so deep and dark that you will never see the light of day again!?
She got up and tried to rush passed me, I grabbed the back of your hair and pulled her back. We fell onto the bed and wrapped my legs around her waist, my breasts mashed into her back. She tried to push my legs apart but I held fast. I grabbed one of her huge breasts and squeezed hard. My mouth near her left ear.
?If I even think you are going hurt Ewa in any way,? I hissed into her ear. ?I will make your life, or what is left of it, a living hell!?
She stopped struggling and started to whimper. I let her go and unwrapped myself from her. She sat up in the bed and looked at me with tears in her eyes. Then I threw a right cross that caught her left jaw! Her eyes rolled back into her head and she collapsed on the bed. Emilia was smiling at me from the doorway.
?What no catfight?? She asked with a smile from ear to ear, ?And I had popcorn and everything!?
?HaHa?, I mused, ?She isn?t worth it and it would be over too quick!?
Emilia dropped me off at the Hilton and I grabbed a quick 3 hour nap. I called Jennifer and had her book some new travel plans for me. Then I called Ewa.
?Does the name Merilyn Savoka ring any bells?? I asked into my cell phone.
?Oh my god!!! HER!!!!!? Ewa exclaimed, ?I let her go because she was a bully to some of the other girls, would spread rumors at photo shoots. It was her????
?Yes?, I said, ?And she is never going to bother you again. You can have a normal life and never have to worry about her ever again.?
I could hear Ewa crying a little. ?Oh Anna,? she said, ?How can I ever repay you??
?You have a ticket to Switzerland and a car to take you to a chalet in the Alps?, I said, ?Bring your sexy self and come on vacation with me. We have a lot to catch up on!? I was smiling.
?Skiing with you?? Ewa said with a laugh, ?Of course! I owe you a big hug and more when I see you!?
We hung up and I packed my bags for the trip to the mountains.
I arrived first, unpacking, checking the ski report for the best places to ski. I started a fire in the fireplace in the living room. The chalet was huge! Cathedral ceilings, stone fireplace, spacious bedrooms, large hot tub on the deck overlooking the base of the mountains. It was breath taking. All I could think about was getting Ewa in that hot tub with me. Kissing her, feeling her skin on mine.
Then a knock on the door and I was floating on air. I pretty much skipped over to the door and opened it to find Ewa?.. arm in arm with a tall, handsome? man. My world dropped out from under me. I kept my smile on my face and had them come in.
Ewa explained that Edward was someone that had just dropped into her life recently and her blackmail issues almost ruined what she said was her first great relationship she had had in ten years. Edward seemed really nice, the perfect gentleman, very polite, soft spoken, seemed to like Ewa a lot. But I wanted her, I wanted for Ewa to look at me the way she looked at Edward. But I wasn?t going to be that woman, I wasn?t going to be the psycho stalker I had protected others from.
We all went out to dinner and it was me sitting across from Ewa and Edward. We drank some wine, well they sipped, I guzzled. They kissed a few times and I had to get out of there.
?I am not feeling well, headache,? I said, ?I don?t want to bother you guys. I am going to go lay down.?
I got up to and walked away from the table as Ewa was calling after me. I made it to the taxi stand and hopped into a car to take me back the chalet. As the car drove away, I turned to see Ewa rush out of the restaurant after me.
I got to the chalet and went straight to my room and started packing. This was a wasted trip. I had just finished zipping up my suitcase and Ewa was standing in the door way to myroom.
?What is wrong Anna?? She asked with concern on her face.
?Nothing. I am fine. This? this was just a mistake?, I said, picking up the suitcase and pulling the handle out.
?What are you talking about mistake Anna???? Ewa said?. ?And I know enough to say you are not fine.?
?You want the truth Ewa? I asked, ?I thought this was going to be you and me, that you and I had a connection, hell, I don?t know maybe something would have happened that would have shown you that the reason you have had shitty relationships is because you were with the wrong person, because maybe I was the right one. It doesn?t matter anymore.?
?Anna,? she said, ?I don?t think of you that way, I ? I ? don?t know what I am thinking. But? please? don?t go?? She was standing right infront of me. I leaned in and kissed her hard on the lips. She pushed me back and slapped me across my left cheek.
We both stood there breathing hard?. Faces inches apart?. My face stinging from the slap, but I didn?t return the slap only her gaze. Then she grabbed me and she kissed me hard? our bodies melting together. Our hands roamed all over our bodies, making out like we were teenagers. WE stumbled into the hallway and I pressed her back against the wall. She moaned and pulled me tighter to her? Then?.
?What the hell?!?? Edward yelled from the front door to the chalet. Ewa and I separated like those same two teenagers caught doing something they weren?t supposed to be doing. Edward turned on his heels and walked quickly back out the door, slamming it behind him.
?EDWARD WAIT!!!? Yelled Ewa as she rushed out the door after him.
FUCKING GREAT!!!! Anna messes up again!!! DAMNIT!!! I scrawl a note apologizing to Ewa and Edward and I call a taxi and then Jennifer for different travel plans to a different place, far, far away from anyone.
I had gotten to the cozy 2 bedroomed cottage north of Loch Lomond in the afternoon and started a fire in the fireplace. It was misting outside which was normal for this time of year. It had been warm recently and the snow had melted making the ground water logged and the back garden was soupy mess. I stayed out of the garden. I put my clothes away, changed into jogging pants and an oversized sweatshirt and settled down for a cup of tea and just watched the fire. I switched off my phone. I needed to get away from everyone. I was mad, mad at Edward, mad at Ewa but mostly mad at myself. After she slapped me, I saw a fire in her eyes, one of anger but also I thought desire. But I have read people the wrong way before. I drifted off to sleep on the couch in front of the fire.
I woke up to a pounding at the door. The fire had died down to glowing embers; I could hear a hard rain coming down on the roof. I shook the sleep from me and went to the door, I saw a car next to my rental car on the gravel driveway. I opened the door to see a rain soaked Ewa Sonnet standing there shivering. I ushered her inside. She shook rain from her clothing and hair.
?What are you doing here Ewa?? I asked dumbfounded, ?And how did you know I was here??
Ewa was angry, I could tell. She told me that she ran after Edward but she couldn?t find him and returned to find my note. She called my cell but I had turned it off and then called my office in the states and begged Jennifer to find me. She got the info from Jen, which I will have to have a word with her about this, and got onto a flight here to Scotland. She shrugged out of her coat and was dressed like me with the oversized sweatshirt but she had leggings on instead of sweatpants.
Then she slapped me again! ?I can?t believe you ANNA!? She screamed. We were miles from anyone around us so any screaming would be drowned out by the wind and weather.
?Is that what you came for EWA?!?? I yelled back, ?To slap me?? I rubbed my cheek. ?I am not in the mood right now Ewa. Go home!?
?Not in the mood?!?? She exclaimed, ?You were in the mood to kiss me, to seduce me 12 hours ago! You ruined it with Edward and me! I should have never have called you!!!?
I grabbed her coat and shoved it into her arms and I grabbed her right arm to push her out the door but she wrestled herself from my grip.
?GET OUT!? I growled!
?NO!!!!? She growled back at me! ?What are you going to do force me out the door, bitch?!??
She said the B word and I snapped, I slapped her right across her face. She stood there stunned for a second. I regretted it the moment I did it.
?SHIT!? I said, getting my wits about me, ?I am sorry Ewa, I ?.?
Then she slapped me back? I rocked back on my heels, she looked at me with anger in her eyes again. She threw down her coat and lunged at me! We slammed into each other in the small foyer of the cottage. Not the largest of settings, very little room for movement. But she wanted a fight and hell, so did I! She grabbed two handfuls of hair and started pulling my head back and forth, left and right? it hurt like hell! I cursed and grabbed her wet hair in return. My hands slide though the wet locks and I had to re-grip the hair? she pushed me back and my legs hit the arm of the couch and I fell back but I had a new grip of her hair and I pulled her down with me!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH
We both screamed, my back hitting the couch cushions and her body flying on top of mine. Her large breasts slammed into mine! They were bigger than my D Cups, had to be an E if not an EE. My feet were flailing as I tried to wrestle her off of me?. She still had my hair and our faces were buried in each other?s hair. I twisted and we rolled off the couch and landed on the carpet in front of it. Still locked up tight, this time I was on top, she yanked my hair back causing my back to bow, her legs wrapped around my hips?
?I know how you like to fight Anna!? She said through gritted teeth, ?How do you think I got where I was as a model?!? You aren?t the only catfighter in this room!?
?OH YOU WANT A CATFIGHT?!?? I screamed out in pain, ?YOU GOT IT WHORE!!!? I reached down with my right hand grabbed her large left breast, digging my nails in over the sweatshirt and bra underneath. She screamed!
AAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEE
My own sweatshirt was working its way up my tummy as we grappled on the floor in between the couch and unlit fireplace. She let go of my hair and slapped me across the left side of my face again and slugged me hard in my right side. I rolled off to the side and she rolled with me. My grip on her big tit was lost and we grabbed at our sweatshirts, pulling and trying to rip the damn things off. I kneed her in the belly and pulled the sweatshirt over her head blocking her eyes. That is when I caught a glimpse of her large breasts bouncing in a skimpy bra. I punched her hard in your right tit, getting a squeal of pain and knocking the breast out of the cup.
She got an arm from her sweatshirt and was able to pull her head free, she reached under my sweatshirt and grabbed my left breast over my bra. Well most of my bra, her index and middle fingers touched flesh and she dug her nails in. Now it was my time to scream!!!!
AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH FFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCKKKKKKKK
We wrestled our way to our knees and threw our sweat shirts aside and slammed together, bra covered breasts mashing together! I pulled her hair back and she did mine and we separated our bodies and then brought them roughly together again?. SMACK?. SMACK?. SMACK?. SMACK? a bra covered titfight!
?YOU WANNNA FIGHT TITS SLUT!!!? I yelled at her?. Letting go of her hair and working on her bra clasps with my fingers?. I could feel her doing the same!!!
?BRING IT CUNT!!!? She screamed back as we separated only for a second to shrug out of bras, our large breasts free from their confines. Then SMACK?.. SMACK ?. SMACK?. WE gripped upper arms and sent our large tits into war!!! I twisted my chest left and right, swinging the big mounds into hers? she did the same and SLAP?. SMACK?. SLAP echoed through the cottage, with grunts and squeals of pain coming from our lips? Still on our knees? slamming our breasts back and forth? as if by mutual agreement, we wrapped our arms around each other?s backs and bear hugged! I could feel not only her hard nipples gouge into my breasts but her rapid heartbeat as well.
Our big tits oozed out our sides, I tried to force her back but she held her place and tried to force me back? we were stalemated like two busty sumo wrestlers on our knees? I then felt her nails rake down my back!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH
My back arched in pain? I could feel myself bowing back? I moved my head down and sunk it into her upper arm as I worked my hands down to her leggings and I grabbed her ass! She screamed out and her forward momentum had stopped in fact, I was bowing her back now. I released the bite and snarled at her.
BITCH
She snarled back!
SLAG
SLUT
WHORE
CUNT
We were both starting to sweat from the constant body to body contact. We tilted to the side and both went down? our legs locked together at the ankles and calves and we grabbed two handfuls of tits?. We kneaded, twisted, scratched, clawed, and pulled on each other?s big breasts like they were playdough! Tears were streaming down both of our faces! I was strong and tough, but I was amazed how strong Ewa was! I had never expected it!
?FUCKING ENOUGH!!!!? I screamed out and pulled my hands from her breasts and puller her hands from mine!!!! I pushed her away and rolled to my back and she to hers.
?I don?t fucking want to fight you EWA!!!!? I yelled out. ?Don?t make me do this!? But deep down I did want to fight her, I wanted it to be rough and dirty and naked! I slowly got up and grabbed my bra and sweatshirt and well towards the bedrooms. ?There is a spare room you can sleep in.? I said as I closed the door and sat down with my back against the door crying. It was 3:30 AM? At some point after I had heard Ewa walk to the other room, I took off my sweat pants and climbed into my bed naked underneath the covers.
I heard something I sat up quickly. I pulled the sheets to my naked torso, there in the room was Ewa in a robe. Her hair was a mess, some from sleep, some from the fight. Dawn was breaking in the east and it was not raining anymore. She stood there a few feet from the bed.
?Anna,? she said in a low voice, almost a whisper, ?You need this and so do I.? I knew what she meant. As she undid her robe letting it fall off her now naked body, she turned and walked out of the room.
I got up, also naked and walked out to see her walking of the back door and into the garden, her feet going down an inch in the muck and mud as she walked. I joined her outside. She started to circle me, and me circling her?.. we were crouched, hands out, formed into claws. Then we came together!
SPLAT!!!! And we went right down into the mud? hands gripped hair as we rolled around, neither of us getting a good grip on hair because the mud was starting to coat it. Our bodies were melded together, breast to breast, belly to belly? the rest of us was starting to get covered in cold, wet earth. Ewa grabbed a handful of mud and slapped it into my face? I spit our muck and grabbed her hair again? We slide around were she was sitting my hips and lower back? pressing face in the mud. I was able to get up to my knees and she slid right off me, landing on her back ? I surged forward and slammed my tits onto hers?. Our faces were pressed into our tummies as we inverted our bear hug? muddy breasts sliding back and forth? hard nipples scrapping lines in the mud on our tits? We rolled back and forth each time we were on top, we ground our breasts hard from on top, and then roll and the other did the same!!!
The mud was weighing us down and the movements were slow in the muck. We rolled apart and go to our knees again and slammed together?. SPLAT!!!!! Mud flying off us as we struggled on our knees! I started to work my legs over and around hers and she did the same and our mud logged pussies slapped together we locked up on our butts, legs curled around each other?s backs, breasts and bellies mashed up tight as mud oozed out from between us!!! We rocked back and forth, grinding our muddy bodies, hands gripping and re-gripping hair as we were muddy cheek to muddy cheek? She rolled me onto my back and started smacking her hips against mine? slip and slide and I was on top of her, raining down smacks with my hips? we were mud covered from head to toe, grinding our bodies together, squeezing breath out of the other?. We rolled apart again?. I lay there in what used to be the garden but now looked like muddy pig pen?..
?Let?s clean up and finish this inside,? I said as I got up, but didn?t offer my hand to her? I just walked inside to my bedroom and started the shower, starting to wash the mud and muck from my body?. Then Ewa opened the shower door, anger in her eyes again and joined me?. The shower was not meant for two and we slammed tit to tit as the water poured over us? we stumbled around in the shower pushing with our bodies to force the other out of the stream of water?. We got most of the mud out of our hair and each of us latched on and pulled? our breasts, slick with water, slide back and forth, up and down over the others? the door to the shower came open and we stumbled out still holding hair? the pulling got stronger? grunts turned into squeals? I released my right and started slapping Ewa?s back and she did the same?. She punched my side and I grunted and I punched her left breast?. I heard her moan in pain? we hit the bed and landed side by side? legs started kicking out, blindly aimed at shins? I grabbed her left tit and she grabbed my right and we squeezed!!!
AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
AAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEE
I rolled on top?. Then she did? we didn?t roll off the bed but used it as our own little ring? We alternated grabbing tits and twisting?. Pulled hair rolled over?. And over? raking nails and grabbing our asses and digging claws in?. Ewa was able to get on top and I was able to get my right leg over her hip but my left was trapped by her thighs? then she did something I didn?t expect? she pulled my right leg closer? allowing our womanhood to come into contact again? she was wet as was I, and it was not from the shower? she started gyrating her hips onto mine? I moaned?. Reaching up and grabbing both of her dangling breasts, squeezing them hard? she returned the moan? part pain, part pleasure? She grabbed both of mine? arms outstretched, nails sinking into my tits? using her body weight to push down?. I forced my hips up into hers? now we started smacking them together? SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK?. I pulled her breasts to the side and she howled in pain and rolled over? I got in the position she was and started hammering my pussy into hers? soft labias grinding? clits engorged? She was squeezing my breasts so hard I thought she would rip them off?
?CUM FOR ME EWA!!!!!? I cried out?. My own body racked with pain and want!!!!
?FUCK YOU ANNA!!! CUM FOR ME!!!!? She screamed back and started hammering up as I was coming down on her?
This only went on for a few moments? before?. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH both us were convulsing and rocking in waves of pleasure I had not felt in a long time!!!!
I came down on her? our hips still moving as the sheets between our legs were soaked?. I let go of her breasts and brought my hands to her face and kissed her? she returned the kiss and our passion was renewed, this time there was no fighting?. And for the next few hours?. Long into the new day we had each other again and again and again?..
We sat watching the fire, legs curled together?. Leaning against each other?
?Come back with me?, I said, ?LA has models a plenty and you could make a killing there!?
?Just leave everything?? She asked, ?Is it that simple??
?It is,? I said, kissing her deeply?. Our tongues sliding against one another?s? ?Come back with me, be with me.?
She took my face in her hands?. ?So when do we leave?? Ewa said with a smile.
I laughed and so did she. I reached for my phone, turned it on and called Jennifer.
?Hi Jen,? I said, ?Can you have the lovey Mr. Dave send me one of his private jets to Glasgow, tell him two of his special flight attendants are required and call Mandy from the State Department and let her know I am calling in the favor she owes me. I need a work visa for Ms. Sonnet, give the information. Thank you Jennifer. I will see you in a week!?
I walk arm in arm with Ewa to the Gulfstream aircraft, a lovey blonde with a gorgeous figure greets us at the door and we are ushered inside. Once seated side by side, another busty flight attendant, this one a redhead pours us some champagne. The aircraft taxis and take off headed west over the Atlantic Ocean.
?So is there any inflight entertainment?? Ewa asks?.
I wink at the flight attendants, who both start to strip naked?. I turn our seats to get a better view of the two busty women?
?Why yes my love, there is!? I say?. As Ewa?s eyes go wild and the two big boobs stews slam into one another, grabbing handfuls of hair as the fall to the floor of the plane!!!
I liked this story quite a bit. Thanks for writing and posting it!
I really dig thisReminds me of AngelDawn's Private Eye series with the sexy investigator traveling around and getting into sexfights in her work. Always love to see these kinds of stories
Anna... Loved this story.... a lot! I wonder what would happen if your private eye got into a tussle with my private eye... I am thinking all hell would break loose. (Wicked smile) Thank you so very much for sharing your talent with us!!
Oh, and thank you for the kind comments at FCF! (Hugs) xoxoxo ^i^
Angel, I have been thinking the same thing... I think there would lots of sweat, loss of clothing, bodily secretions, and engorged nipples! Maybe Angel and Anna need to get together sometime to see what would happen!Originally Posted by Angel Dawn
Love and naked bear-hugs
Anna
I could not agree more! (wink) xoxoxoxo ^i^
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