The Lusty Women (F-F sexfight story)

[kamafight]

Chapter 1
She appeared in the redness of the evening light, like a lone rifleman from the Old West. Rosie was dusting the cameras atop a sand dune when she first laid eyes on the girl. The struggling figure slowly grew larger on the yellow grassless desert hills. Rosie stopped what she was doing and watched the girl as she came closer and closer. Rosie did not wave out to her. Her cunt was sweating and itching. If she was alone, Rosie would have unzipped her pants, inserted her hand into her groin and given her cunt a nice long scratch. The girl saw Rosie and stopped in her tracks. She did not wave out to Rosie but continued walking.

Rosie had been informed that the girl would arrive that weekend. Headquarters had not said when. Just that she would have a partner real soon. Rosie had not asked for a partner. But headquarters had decided, and Rosie had no say in such matters. She was told that the new girl’s name was Ronnie. That was it. Nothing about her experience. Her character. Whether she liked to fuck men or women or both. Nada. Not even a second name.
When the girl reached where Rosie knelt beside the surveillance camera, the first thing she noticed was the thick tuft of blonde hair, sticking out from under the army issued hat. The girl was dirty all over.
Her breasts were ample, they stuck out like two big melons from inside her tight army issued vest. Headquarters must have dropped her off her in the middle of the fucking desert. She must have walked ten miles with all the gear. Rosie felt bad for the girl. Not much actually.

The girl had a remarkable face. A face brimming with grit and character. This was no girl. She was a woman.

Rosie stood up. Neither of them uttered a word. They hovered around each other, as if they disliked each other the moment they laid eyes on each other. Like two horny bitches, sniffing each other’s cunts, thought Rosie.

Rosie handed her water bottle to the girl/woman. Her name was Ronnie. She accepted it confidently and took a long sip of it. She drank the water with her mouth stuck to Rosie’s bottle. Some manners.

Then she wiped her mouth and looked back at Rosie. A piercing stare. Rosie stared right back. The evening sun began to set on their two lone figures as they gauged each other. The woman took another sip of the bottle like it was the water of salvation.

The bottle had not just water. It had some water with a lot of gin. Rosie smiled, as she watched the woman gorge on the heady concoction.

A pleasant wind began to blow, as if sprinkling water on the heat between the two women as they eyed each other.

The woman handed the bottle back to Rosie. She lit a cigarette. She took a long puff of it and blew out some smoke. The desert air was filled with the pleasant smell of cigarettes. It made Rosie long for the bar she had been to with her husband in Austin.
The woman offered the cigarette to Rosie. Rosie took it reluctantly. They smoked carefully. As if every puff was an event. Like two gunmen who were about to produce guns and shoot at each other. The wind stopped and everything was still. As if the desert was wrapping the two women together. Delivering them to each other.

Their figures were cast in a blood red evening sky. Both women enigmas to each other. They were mysteries that would soon be forced to unravel to each other.

Chapter 2
She was trouble. The new girl/woman Ronnie. Man, she was a real bitch. Rosie hated working with another woman out here in the fucking desert. But not just that. They had to assign a bitch like Ronnie as her partner. Frankly, Rosie did not mind being alone. She wouldn’t mind being out on the street scrappin’ at elephant turds with sparrows. Anything was better than being stuck at an outpost with a bitch like Ronnie.

And she was not just some ordinary bitch. Good lord, Ronnie was an opinionated bitch. Christ, the girl had an opinion on everything. How to patrol the top of the hill. How to do a reconnaissance. How to maintain the surveillance equipment. Rosie had been in this desert, sweating her cunt off for three fucking years. She did not need this rookie bitch to tell her what to do and how to do it.

Then Ronnie had the nerve to barge into the common shower while Rosie was in there one evening. Did not even say sorry or may I come in please. No such niceties. Just walked in, naked as a stripper, like it was the most natural thing ever and opened the shower. They had showered naked, side by side, both of them stealing glances at each other’s boobies and butts and bellies and everything else. Ronnie had a nice fleshy body with large shoulders and thick calves. Got to give the bitch that. She was a bitch with a real nice body.

This girl Ronnie washed her pussy right in front of her. There was a large bush of blonde hair, as thick as the Amazon, around her pussy and she lathered it with soap right there in front of Rosie. Like it was the most natural thing ever.
The women had seen each other in the nude. Nothing particularly wrong with that. You saw everyone nude sooner or later if you were in the army. Rosie had to admit that this new girl Ronnie was as strong as she was. She had a nice healthy body. Woman to woman, they were a good match.

But the worst bit, she and this new girl Ronnie had to share a bed. Rosie liked to sleep naked at night. That’s how she had slept for the last three years in this godforsaken outpost in the middle of nowhere. But now she had another woman sleeping right beside her. There was nothing she could do about it. They snored together at night, the two women who were both in their late thirties.

They even had to patrol together. They argued about this and that. They were at each other’s throats all the time. Damn, this girl Ronnie had an opinion on every fucking thing, thought Rosie.
Rosie knew they were on the verge of a fight. It wasn’t uncommon. Two women stationed out here in the hot Chihuahuan desert, sweating their cunts off together, all alone, only each other for company. They had nothing better to do except fight each other.



Chapter 3
She was a pussy. Yeah, that was the word. Ronnie thought her new partner Rosie was a real pussy. What kind of godawful loser got stationed out here in the Chihuahuan desert? It only meant this girl wasn’t good at anything else. No enemy came from this side of the Mexican border. The terrain was too damn hostile for any army to march in. Not like some Russian Rommel was going to come storming in from this side. They didn’t even issue guns to this base. But her and this pussy Rosie had been stationed here just in case. When it all came down to it, she was just a loser like this girl Rosie. It made her angry. They were both here because they were two desperate women.

Ronnie was really spoiling for a fight. She liked to needle people. It was in her nature. Ronnie was a talker. This girl Rosie seemed like a bit of a silent cat. Ronnie liked to talk. She was a big talker. Ronnie would try to start conversation during their patrols.
“You know what Rosie? The way I figure it, everyone in this world is wrestling with something. You and I are wrestling each other. Not physically but it is on between us. Right? America and China. Some housewife wrestling with her car salesman husband after he comes back home from work. Everyone is wrestling each other all the time. There is no end to it”, she would say.

“Is that so?”, would come the terse reply from Rosie.

“Yeah? Don’t you think so? Don’t you think so Rosie? Life is one long wrestling match. You can’t escape it Rosie”, Ronnie would say excitedly.

“Well, some people are wrestling with themselves, Ronnie”, said Rosie without looking up.

“That is deep, Rosie. You’re a clever girl”, said Ronnie, impressed.

“Yeah well. You think somebody else is being a cunt. But what about that cunt inside you, driving you crazy all the time? Think about it Ronnie”, said Rosie.

Ronnie thought that was profound.

She was a nice-looking chick, this Rosie. She had a nice fleshy body that looked strong and healthy. Ever since she saw Rosie naked in the shower, she had a boner for her. Ronnie fantasized about the two of them going at it, naked. Woman against woman out here on the desert sand. They both had nice hefty bodies, well-endowed and well-worked out.

She knew it was inevitable. Women did some ass grabbing and grappling in every single army barracks she had been stationed in. Women couldn’t help themselves. Especially woman without men. A woman woke up in the morning with sexual thoughts. It was the way all women were wired. They were glued together, she and this Rosie.

She was going to really rail up this Rosie girl and maybe they would have a real go at each other. Ronnie wanted it real bad. She was hungry. Hungry for a fight. Hungry for sex. She sensed that this Rosie girl was her equal, physically. That made it all the more spicier and sexier. When you and the woman you wanted to fuck were equally matched.

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Rosie is a lone soldier at a remote army base somewhere out in the Chihuahuan desert. When headquarters sends another woman soldier, the talkative Ronnie to join Rosie, the two women do not hit it off immediately. But both women are sexually frustrated and soon a sexual bond develops between them. Their budding lesbian relationship takes a turn for the worse when headquarters insists that Rosie let Ronnie marry Rosie's husband Francis, back in Texas. This is an army initiative to improve loyalty and bonding among the female soldiers. The two women find themselves locked in a fierce sexual rivalry over their shared husband even as they struggle with their sexual attraction towards each other. The Lusty Women is a tale of two women fiercely in love with each other but unfortunately also married to the same man. Will Rosie and Ronnie conquer their fierce and lusty rivalry and agree to be co-wives to the same man while also working side by side as soldiers at the army base?

[kamafight]

Hello,


I am announcing my next book. It is called THE LUSTIER WOMEN - it is a sequel to THE LUSTY WOMEN, my most successful book on Amazon.


The premise: The army made Rosie and Ronnie share a husband in THE LUSTY WOMEN. The women managed to get along despite this catastrophic incident. It ended with their husband Thomas ditching them because neither woman could give him a kid.


Now Rosie and Ronnie are stationed in a secret missile facility in the Mojave. The army decides to send Rosie and Ronnie a new wife. Will Rosie and Ronnie be able to let bygones be bygones and get along with each other and share their new army delivered fleshy wife?


I plan to release this book within the next ten days. Do let me know if you have any suggestions.