Janet gasped and tried to buck the heavier woman off, but Connie quickly straddled her and began to pound the tall woman's face with her chained fists while bouncing up and down on her stomach. Janet fought back splitting Connie's lips and jarring her eyes, but the tall woman was a bloody exhausted mess. Janet finally cried enough and four men pulled Connie off.
The second fight between the big blonde and the relatively smaller Mexican looked like a foregone conclusion. Maria dodged Jill's early lunges and splattered the big blonde's tits with her chain wrapped fists. The little Mexican was fast and good with her fists. Jill took two more punches to her face before she thudded a hard body punch into Maria's ribs. The blonde's bloody lips curled as the Mexican girl stumbled away groaning.
Jill closed for a quick kill, but Maria was playing possum. The brown girl drove her right boot into the blonde's fat belly right below the line of her blue panties. Jill gagged and fell to her knees. Maria kicked again, but the hurt blonde blocked the blow and grabbed the Mexican's ankle. Maria hopped on one foot trying to keep her balance, but the blonde regained her breath and used the hold on the leg to throw Maria onto her back.
Jill scrambled on top of the smaller Mexican and went to work. The little Mexican was no match for the big blond on the ground. Jill easily outmuscled the smaller girl. Maria fought back, but the blonde's body blows and tit mauling had the small brown woman in trouble. The blonde finally straddled the Mexican and started pulverizing Maria's face. The Mexican punched back, but Jill had the position, reach and strength. Maria's face took a terrific beating until the Mexican girl stopped fighting back. Several men pulled Jill off her busted-up rival. Maria was unconscious and her face was a mask of blood.
Next the second Mexican, Nina, came out to me the blonde-afro Liza. Nina connected with a series of jabs driving Liza back from the very beginning. Liza's lips split and her nose poured blood before she even got in a good lick. This was the most one-sided fight of the night. The Mexican woman knocked Liza backwards and rubbery legs and then finished her off with a boot to the pussy. The black girl collapsed and surrendered without ever putting up much of a fight.
The fourth fight of the night between Annie of the tremendous bust and the so-called Champ followed quickly. The men who had seen Sally beat the blonde, Jill, the previous month bet on the white, but everyone else bet on the heavy black woman. The women carefully wound the brutal links of metal around their leather gloves and eyed one another from a distance of twenty feet. The heat of the night and the excitement brought sheens to their skins and plastered their bulging panties to their fat asses. The heavy flesh jiggled as they took practice swings. Those bodies would take a lot of pounding, but I wondered about the heavy woman's endurance.
Sally kept her distance as Annie swung several hay-makers just inches from the white woman's still bruised face. The quicker, smaller woman retreated until she suddenly threw a sidekick into the advancing black's right thigh. Annie groaned and stumbled forward into a wicked long traveling knockout punch.
The black's head snapped backwards, but she didn't fall. Blood gushed from her right cheek where the bicycle chains had split the flesh and dug deep into the red meat below. Sally's following left thudded into the flat-footed woman's tits. In close, Sally swung again and scored to Annie's other eye, but this time the black woman fell forward and grabbed Sally in a bear-hug.
Their tits were squished flat and protruded under their straining arms. Annie's arms were just long enough to close behind Sally's back. Sally's left arm was trapped and her left hand could only punch at_Annie's side belly fat and back. The white woman's right fist pounded Annie's back and kidneys again and again as she tried to take the woman out fast. Annie held on and groaned, but she did not fall.
The bear-hug brought a grimace to Sally's face and a cheer from the crowd, heavy bettors on the black woman. The thudding of Sally's right fist into Annie's back continued to bring deep grunts and groans, but Sally was groaning to as her lungs were crushed. Sally's right foot left the ground and kicked viciously at Annie's left shin. The black woman spread her legs trying to maintain the grip, but Sally's struggling overbalanced them and Annie crashed to the ground with Sally on top.
The force of the fall sprung the bear-hug. The quick white scrambled on top and splattered Annie's already blood soaked face with left and rights until the black woman managed to connect to Sally's chin. Annie rolled and pushed the stunned white off. Sally reacted quickly and buried a boot in Annie's belly before the black could crawl on top of her. Annie grunted and sat back in the gravel.
Sally crawled away and got to her feet gasping for+) wind. Annie got to her knees, blinking the blood out of her eyes and then stumbled to her feet. Sally's attack had opened both of Annie's cheeks, her lips, her nose and a cut over her right eye. The blood had coated both women. Without the chains, I would have given the fight to the stronger black woman, but with the chains and Sally's quick fists it looked like my bet might be safe.
Annie just waited for Sally to attack. Sally came forward hesitantly and then backed away when Annie lunged forward. Annie's hands grabbed the white woman's arm and pulled her into a knee. Sally groaned and smashed her free fist into Annie's mouth. Annie's head snapped again, but she did not fall. She backhanded Sally with her right and then landed a return fist to the stunned white's belly. Sally grunted, and slammed an uppercut with her freed left into Annie's chin and a following right to the ribs. Annie smashed a left into the red white flesh under Sally's left eye and sent the waitress staggering away, bleeding from the cheek.
Annie limped forward and smashed Sally in the middle of the back. Sally fell forward and rolled just in time to avoid Annie's stomp on the small of her back. Annie kicked again and thudded a boot into Sally's ribs. Sally screamed and rolled away causing Annie's next two kicks to miss. Sally got to her hands and knees grabbed Annie's leg just as wicked kick came at her fat white tits. The force of the kick still caused the toe of the black's boot to dig into the dangling white flesh, but a groaning Sally held on and jerked. Annie hopped on her bad right leg for a second and fell backwards.
Sally scrambled forward on her knees and slammed the sides of her fists into the black woman's heaving belly. Annie gagged and rolled to her side trying to get away. Sally crawled on top of her as she rolled to her stomach. Annie tried to press up, but Sally grabbed the back of her Afro and jerked her head back and then slammed it forward into the gravel. The screaming mad white woman repeated the action several more times until Annie stopped trying to rise. Sally's husband pulled his battered, but victorious wife off the bloody black. Annie was out cold. Her husband left without her. Several of us dragged her inside and revived her. I was afraid she might be dead. She was alive, but her face was raw and swollen horribly.
The big heavy black Connie and the dyke blonde Jill faced each other for the first semi-final. Connie's lips were swollen and still seeping blood. She leaned to the side and seemed to be still hurting from the body blows Janet had poured into her ribs. Jill's battered face was puffy and still seeping blood as well. Her tits were red from the little Mexican's fists, but she looked better rested than her heavier rival. Jill was for a change outweighed, but faster than her opponent. I put my money on black woman. That weight, 30 extra pounds, would be enough to finish the dyke blond. Both women liked to slug it out and neither had an advantage in dirty fighting, wrestling or groundwork. I put my money on the weight.
Jill dodged two wild swings and opened Connie's nose with a terrific jab that sent the black woman stumbling backwards. The tough blonde followed up with a hook to the jaw and an uppercut to the boobs. The black woman backed-up a step drawing the blonde forward. Then the black drove her chain wrapped knuckles straight into Jill's left eye, knocking the blonde backwards onto her generous ass.
Jill brought up her boots and fended the big black off with kicks for a few moments as the gravel ripped up her panties and her ass. Connie finally got inside the deadly boots and leapt onto the dyke blonde. I thought the big heavy black woman would destroy Jill in the dirty ground fighting, but the dyke stunned everyone with the quick viciousness of her attacks to the black's body and face.
Connie tried to turn the fight into a contest of strength, but the blonde's pumping fists and digging knees kept the bigger woman grunting and moaning. Nipples were pulled, elbows ground into guts and tits, fists were snapped into bleeding faces and jiggling flesh, knees dug into crotches and guts, handful's of the black's busy hair were ripped out, eyes were poked and faces were rubbed by chains and gravel. Connie finally kicked the furious dyke off and rolled away.
Both women got to their knees and rested. Connie's face was bleeding from cuts above and below both eyes, her nose, her mouth and even her forehead. Her eyes were swollen and pouring tears. She was bleeding from one breast and numerous cuts and abrasions on her back and legs from the gravel and Jill's boots and chains. She gasped for breath and held her belly and breasts. Jill was in much the same shape except that her left eye was swollen shut and the right side of her face was merely bruised and scratched. Her tits were bright red and covered in abrasions, but she wasn't bleeding particularly badly. Her panties were hanging from the elastic waist band and one thigh. Connie had actually dug her fingers into the dyke's cunt.
Jill got to her feet first and attacked. The big black woman barely had time to stand before her battered face was splattered again by the chain-wrapped fists of the dyke. Jill's fists seem to dig deeper and deeper into the big black woman. Connie was fighting back, but her punches lacked the power of the first moments. The black woman's head snapped left and right as the blonde's fists continued to grind her face into bloody meat, but Connie did not go down.
She managed to grab the dyke in a standing clinch and hold on. Jill's fists trapped below started to pound into the fat hanging on Connie's belly and waist. Connie absorbed the beating until Jill grew tired and started gouging. Connie wrestled the blonde off her feet and took her to the ground again. Jill screamed as the black pulled her swollen 44D's into oblong tubes and twisted. Connie cried when the blond rammed three fingers through the thin crotch of her panties into the flesh below. The fight was dirty, as dirty as you can imagine.
Both women were dead tired and hurt badly, but they continued to inflict pain. Jill's deadly beating of the bigger black had sapped Connie's strength advantage and turned the battle into one of endurance against exhaustion and pain. Jill rubbed a handful_of gravel into Connie's bloody face and bit through the black woman's lower lip while pounding her other fist into the black woman's battered boobs. The black woman sunk her teeth into Jill's bleeding right breast and opened two wounds. They rolled over and over inflicting outrages until Jill was left on top pounding the black woman's face and tits with weak slow punches. Connie had passed out from a combination of pain and exhaustion.
Sally was still a mess from her grueling first fight with Annie. The bruises on her body, especially her tits and ribs, were angry reminders of the punishment she had endured. Her face was swollen and blackened and still bleeding from Annie's chain-wrapped fist. Nina looked fresh and virtually unscathed. She was an inch taller, ten pounds heavier, brown and muscular. Sally was a goner for sure. No one besides her husband placed bets on her and he got six-to-one odds.
Nina charged in swinging. Sally tried one of her crotch kicks, but the Mexican took the blow on the inside of her thighs and slammed a fist into the waitress's mouth. Sally fired back three quick uppercuts to the Mexican's chin as the brown woman's fists missed their mark and thudded into Sally's back and shoulders. Nina backed up bleeding from the mouth and a cut on her chin. Sally's mouth was pouring blood again, but she followed the Mexican with a right hook to the eye. Nina twisted around cursing and drove a back-kick into the waitress's belly. Sally gagged and retreated.
The Mexican charged again and Sally surprised everybody by charging low and tackling Nina. Nina flew over the white woman's shoulder and landed with a thud into the gravel. Sally shook her head and turned just as Nina got to her knees. With a wild scream the waitress leapt onto the Mexican's back and wrapped her arms around Nina's tremendous, firm brown breasts and her legs around Nina's waist.
Re: Truckers by Mr. Cage
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