Coffee Wars

**jjcool1480** · May 23rd, 2020, 08:06 AM

Trade had always gone on for centuries between South America and North America . It could be traced back centuries starting on the back of burrows lead by riders on horseback to 18^th century ships and boats and the 20^th century vehicles and aircraft. It was simple and crude, but as mechanisms grew between governments so did taxes. In the search for better ways around taxes several South American plantation owners and cartels partnered their resources to build a network with their business customers in North America. One of the commodities that move quite efficiently was the rich harvest of coffee beans and people in North America loved the taste of their coffee and the richly flavored beans were in high demand.
To help fill that need people hired others as mules to deliver small quantities of their harvest from South to North. It provided black market jobs form men who made their money and fortunes flying under the radar of government regulators and it gave jobs to women like Olivia and Gloria. Olivia was from Venezuela and Gloria was from Colorado in in the United States. Olivia had more of a brown complexion with a bit of a tan Latina and Gloria was more of a paler lighter white skinned.
Each kept herself in good shape , Olivia loved keeping fit hiking and long fitness walks along beaches in South America, Gloria loved keeping fit skiing both downhill and cross country and it showed.
The windswept long raven haired with hair that cascaded down to the small of her back the Latina woman got slid off the motorcycle driven by a friend and gave him a kiss on the cheek thanking him for the ride and slowly strutted away towards the centerplex complex. The duffle bag containing the coffee beans in sealed foil wrapped bags she was carrying her in left hand clutching the straps tight. This was the 8th or 9th drop she had done and she was an expert at the deliveries making sure she was not followed and using friends at random to get her to her destination. She had been a mule for the cartel before, they found more success with her than many of the conventional ways they had before and there was less bloodshed and it was much better than when she started muling some of the stuff she did years earlier was scary.
Gloria a shoulder length dark haired brunette had been dropped off by a friend who was a trucker she knew turning she gave him a kiss on his face and turned clutching the duffle bag straps she held in her right hand the duffle bag containing the cash for today?s transaction and opening the passenger door to the cab of the semi she climbed down and closed door with a thud and backed away as the truck as pulled away from the drop off location leaving her at the remote centerplex complex as the shoulder length blacked haired woman made her way to the entrance that was indicated on the map.

Tucked into Olivia's belt buckle was a small bladed knife, the kind of weapon that came in handy before. Tucked under her jacket in the waistline of her denim jeans was a small size 9mm semi-automatic Glock. She had learned several years ago to bring it for her safety. Turns out she was not the only one to arrive with a bit of protection.
As Gloria followed the instructions on her copy of the map she also was armed too, a belt buckle blade came in hand a small 9mm semi-automatic Sig Sauer was tucked into the seat of her denim jeans hidden in a concealed holster attached to her belt, she learned that is often there for her safety.

They approached the entrances they had been briefed on after they reached the entrance to the centerplex........entering into the corridors, they were barely lit with enough luminance from the night time light settings. Twisting and turning down the labyrinth of hallways that each knew intuitively they arrived in the pre-selecting drop area that they had been there before.

They approached the intersection of adjoining hallways, the same drop location each had been to before. It was eerie and quiet as Gloria and Olivia just silently eyed each other. Each was dressed similarly denim jeans that had a bit of stretch in them blouses and leather jackets and platform pumps in case they had to move quickly. Each could also see if there were any others that had accompanied the other to the drop after a few moments they relaxed a little not seeing anyone else approaching.

Their eyes locked. It was uncommon that their prot?g? would have set up a meeting with someone else so ravishing and deadly sexy. They syndicate that Gloria came from was trouble with a capital T and the cartel that Olivia was aligned with was equal trouble with a capital T as well. Gloria dropped the duffle bag in front of her with a toss never taking her eyes off Olivia and Olivia tossed her duffle bag she was carrying in front of her at her feet as well never taking her eyes off of Gloria.
Gloria: Hi.......do you have the password?
Olivia: leche

Gloria grinned smugly.

Olivia: Gracias....do you have the counter password?
Gloria: slut....

Olivia smirked evilly.

Gloria pointed to the floor and turned her right hand at the wrist indicating she wanted to see Olivia turn around in front of her. Olivia knew what Gloria wanted her to do and she nodded, without a word the long haired Latina stood in place and began a slow turned around a full 360-degree giving her a complete view.

As Olivia was finishing her turn Gloria must have seen the handle of the black Glock protruding from the top of Olivia's concealed holster. Gloria reached over and seized the handle of the Glock and pulled it form Olivia's holster as she hissed it brought a snarl from Olivia's lips. Gloria shoved the 9mm Glock into the front waistband of her jeans as the two looked at each other.

Olivia could feel the gringa's eyes burning on her. As she completed the turn the long haired Latina returned to her original starting position.

Gloria nodded.

Olivia pointed to the floor and gave her left hand a twist in a circle. Gloria knew it was now her turn. She twisted around standing in place giving Olivia the opportunity to see the full 360-degree view of her.

As Gloria was halfway between her turn Olivia saw the grip of Gloria's Sig above her concealed holster. Olivia grabbed the hidden holster from the inside of Gloria's jeans waistband and snatched it away from her. Gloria frowned. The tanned chica shove the sig into the front waistband of her denim jeans. Gloria could feel the nasty stare from the Latina burning through her as she completed the turn to face Olivia wants more to the starting position.

Olivia nodded.

They stood for a few moments in silence the dark haired Latin and the shoulder length haired brunette just breathing in the eerie quiet of the centerplex corridor. Silently Gloria keeping her eyes on Olivia leaned forward and her hand wrapped around the duffle back that Olivia had been carrying before she dropped it between where they stood. Gloria's hand wrapped around the she carry straps and she pulled back her arm as she brought it closer to her.

Gloria's eyes never moving from the stare she maintained with the long haired chica that stood in front of her......Gloria leaned forward eyes watching as her hand reached forward and her hand closed around the carry straps of the duffle bag that Olivia had thrown down between them. Neither woman's eyes wavered. The shoulder length brunette could smell the scent of long haired raven tressed Olivia's perfume as Olivia could smell the gringa's perfume scent as well.

As Gloria shifted back Olivia gave a smug smirk, her other hand flew out in an arc as the palm of her hand struck Gloria across her cheek with a loud SLAP. Gloria winced the strike catching her face and jaw as she rubbed it in disbelief as bloody rushed to the surface where Olivia palm print was now visible.

With a bit of a scowl on her face Gloria returned the strike with the palm of her free hand that landed against Olivia's exposed cheek with a loud SLAP as well. It bought a brief snarl to Olivia's lips as Olivia could only rub it in shock as it turned equally red as well. Each dropped the duffle bag she held in her other hand as they each lunged at each other, Gloria going for the Latina?s long raven tressed bangs and Oliva going for Gloria's brown hair as well. With a combination of hiss and snarls the two pulled at each other?s hair and continued to smack each other's face as she the other retaliated exchanging loud SLAP for SLAP.

The two women went wild in the empty corridor of the centerplex......as they tangled in close getting her long hair yanked and tugged as she pulled the other's hair in reply, in between each continued smack each other's cheek with loud SLAPS that echoed off the corridor walls.

Olivia reached for her Glock that Gloria had shoved into the front waistband of her stretch jeans as she pulled at the grip Gloria's hand reached around Olivia as she seized it as she pushed Olivia against the wall with a thud.....somehow Gloria's hand pushed the mechanism and it caused the magazine to slide out and fall to the floor and in between Gloria also managed to eject the round from the chamber as she did Olivia lost her grip on the Glock as it fell to the floor.

The two continued to fight on as Gloria want to grab the handle of her Sig Sauer that was tucked in the front waist band of Olivia's stretch jeans, Olivia's hand grabbed Gloria's hand and she managed to release the mechanism that held the magazine inside as it slid out of the Sig dropping to the floor. In between the struggling Olivia managed to eject the round that was in the chamber of the gun as Gloria lost the hold she had on her Sig as it fell to the floor.
Each woman was sweating and breathing hard from the intense struggle with each other taking the opportunity to slam the other into the wall in back of her or to push forward or being shoved into the wall in back of her. With their guns on the ground harmless and each one being disarmed each felt a bit of relief. They each stepped back eyes narrowed and glaring.
Gloria reached down and retrieved the belt buckle blade she was carrying in her left hand as Olivia grabbed her own belt buckle blade she had and drew it out as well as both stared at each other. They each let their eyes burn into each other?s for a little bit before Olivia snarled and she dropped her knife as Gloria hissed in reply and she dropped her knife to the floor also.
The two women lunged at each other in the narrow corridor as they smacked together going for the others hair and pulling hard as Gloria?s firm 40D-cup breasts which were silhouetted against her tight blouse pressed firmly into her Latina rival?s firm 38E-cup bust which were silhouetted beneath her thin blouse defiantly pushed against the gringa?s solid rack. Olivia?s fingers wrapped tightly in the American?s shoulder length dark bangs as Gloria?s fingers wrapped in the black haired Mexican?s long tresses and each gritted their teeth and pulled as the went mammary to mammary as they staggered in the narrow corridor. Each swore under her breath hissing and snarling. Through each woman?s thin blouse and the underlying soft cup bras their impeccable breasts squeezed against the others?..they struggled to flatten the others curvy breast flesh with her own pair of natural weapons.
Olivia had quite the pair of weapons, her titular assets were capped with a pair of dark putty erect nipples that were hard and swelled from the excitement, Gloria also sported a pair of hard tipped nipples that were stiff from the arousal of the activity that the two were engaged in .
Their soft cotton blouse were the subject of a long battle as the buttons popped off the delicately sewn thin blouses as they began to rip from the thin thread that held them. There was much friction between the North and South American bitch?s from different countries as they worked each other in combination of an embrace and a bearhug as each grunted in discomfort. In between the snarls and hisses each sore at each other as ?bitch? escaped from one mouth ?cunt? was snapped out by the other as she was being called a ?slut? or a ?whore? by the other.
They continued their entanglement as they continued their mutual assault as blouses were ripped and their heavy bust lines slapped into each other, at first the fabric of their equally thing bra cups took some of the brunt of the impact but with such large massive orbs to contain they were not designed for this kind of abuse. With the technology that went into clothing these days there was no longer a need for stiff underwire or heavy padding, many women preferred soft natural bra cups that felt comfortable when they wore them , but with their soft comfort there was a trade-off, lighter fabric, thinner and less stitching, less metal closures and clasps, all designed for lightweight and no lines under a tight dress. It wasn?t very long before Olivia?s full 38E?s were out against Gloria?s bare 40D?s. As they battled each other in the dimly lit corridor each bore another hidden secret that only another woman could understand, they were middle aged and Gloria lighter pink nipple were thick and stiff and Olivia darker putty colored nipples were also thick and perpetually erect with their Montgomery? turbercles that created the bumps on the areola that circled each woman?s nipples.
Bare breasts were flattened into her rivals orbs as they each struggled as their nipples fought as they did they continued their titfight as nipples bent nipples, pressing so tightly each trying to invert the others jagged stiff nipples with her own. Gloria always enjoyed the competition with her 40D-cup breasts which tended to engulf most smaller women?s busts and Olivia with 38E-cups were proving quite a handful, each women were fortunate to have firmness on her side and that was presenting a problem and neither was backing down from the struggle.
The other factor besides a being built with similar attributes each stood around a sturdy 5?8? frame it gave neither a superior advantage nor did it present disadvantage either. Gloria enjoyed using Olivia?s long raven hair that cascaded down her back from behind to match pull for tug as Olivia resorted to pulling on the brown haired gringa?s bangs return that brought more snarls and hisses from their lips. They staggered around in the narrow corridor of the dimly lit centerplex as their legs entwined and locked still clad in their platform heels and tight spandex jeans that hugged their waists and saddles of the sexy asses.
With their blouses dangling from the shoulders, the bottom of each one?s blouse pulled from the waistband of her denim blue jeans as they barely hung worthlessly from the sleek sexy shoulders, each one trying to get the advantage anyway she could, without a word each slid the tattered blouse off her body and removed the soft bras that were hanging asunder on their bodies? the collided in their topless beauty gain as they seemed to try to force the other to her knees or get the other woman on the ground.
In the darkened corridor they lost their pumps and resorted to continuing bare foot. Each went for the others front button on her jeans pulling hard on the waistband as they tried to unravel the stretch denim from the others hips. As they did their jeans rolled down her thighs. Before long they were clad in thong panties??which inevitably were torn off as well leaving both Latina and gringa nude in each other?s company.
Without as much as a word the two women lunged at each other as North American nude white body met and collided with South American golden tanned body as their breasts heaved slapping between the arms that were reaching so they could drag the other closer or just perhaps it was to use the other?s body to pull her closer and tighter into the fray. As they collided their lush thighs pressed harder between the others split thighs, the soft inner flesh of alluring sexy thigh rubbed against the other inner thigh as they locked the other thigh wrapped around one of one of the legs trapping her with a leg lock preventing her from escaping.
At first the other felt the others sleek thigh against her mound as they stepped into each other tighter and closer than either had ever been to another woman, they each grimaced amid gasps as she could feel the other thigh against her mound. They slid even closer each one embracing and hugging much like and not different from the many men she had a relationship with. Their bodies aglow with perspiration from the close contact they had with another soft warm body in the darkened and vacant corridors of the bowels of the centerplex. Neither bothered to fight the outcome of what was happening as they battled naked plush body to naked soft body as they leaned closer their pubic hair brushed as they rubbed labia lips against the other?s fleshy labia lips.
As their breasts crushed the others bare bosom in their heated and sultry embrace thy squirmed tighter and closer as her clitoris made contact, each one fenced her hard clitoris against the other as she concentrated on forcing the tip of her rock hard clitoris against the other others clit, they twisted and turned body against body as she stepped in tighter as she sought to force the tip of her rock hard swelled clitoris deep into the others vulva. They growled like two lionesses as each use her clit to slowly fuck the others vulva.
Subconsciously they worked into a twin fury as she forced the other to cum as she used her horn to stimulate the others vagina with her horn?..as she did they each were forced to sacrifice and orgasm as the others arms wrapped tight around the others waist as the grabbed the others sleek curves of her ass. Gloria had never lost before, she had never been forced to bow down to another woman???.as Olivia was relentless. The South American Latin bitch bump rammed her own swelled clit into Gloria?s split vulva, she smiled as she could feel her sword plunge deep into Gloria?s vulva as she raped the North American white gringa as Gloria moaned, Olivia?s dirty digits plunged deeply into Gloria?s anus as she teased it knuckle deep.
Gloria moaned and a deep throaty purr as her long legs quivered and spasmed as she collapsed to the floor in defeat. Olivia took in her triumph and felt good defeating the North American white gringa as she sat on Gloria?s face. She forced her pussy down onto Gloria?s face as Gloria moaned her face being rubbed by Olivia?s pubes. The South American Latin made Gloria eat her pussy, Gloria had little choice but to do as Olivia dictated. It was early morning as Olivia made her way from the exit of the centerplex proud of the outcome of what had happened. She waited for her friend as she grabbed her duffle bag filled with American cash??her friend finally arrived..as the she climbed on the rearseat of the motorcycle she wrapped her arms around his waist as he revved the motorcycle to life and they roared away into the night.
The End.

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This is my first attempt at writing a story I hope you all enjoy I have a few other stories I am writing hopefully the intensity does not throw you all for a loop.

JJ

**cc25** · May 23rd, 2020, 03:28 PM

Good story brother

**tonelise** · May 24th, 2020, 09:43 AM

Fantastic story! I would really like to read more from you!
The cartel must be really proud of Olivia. Gloria, on the other hand, will be out for revenge?