[ENF] The Fight

[duck22]

My wife to be Misty was in her last year of High school. It was Friday afternoone. I get off work just in time to get to the school. Sitting in my beat up 4x4 among all the soccer moms in there mini vans. My cock in my hand, Stroking my cock. Stripping her out of her skirt, In my mind. The three oclock bell rings.

Misty and all the other students start to leave the school. She aproaches the truck, But the look on her face tells me, She is not happy. She climbs up in to the truck, slams the door and looks at my hard cock. " Put him up!...We don't have time for that. " She grabs the open pack of Marlboro's from the dash. Taking one out and lights it. She looks around at the crowed of students. I can tell she is pissed.

" Follow that God Damn Bus! " She yells pointing to it. " Yes Ma'mm. " I follow it as it winds through the upper middle class neighborhood, Where all the yuppies live. " Baby whats wrong? " I ask in a concerned way.

" Mom told me Crystal come home from the skateing rink last night all beat up. 4 on 1 Connie Willson and her friends. I'm going to make that b*tch pay! "

" But baby last time you got in to it with Connie, It did not turn out good for you. "

" Yeah...But I'm pissed now! Nobody is going to treat my sister that way! " Outside of town, The last stop the trailer park. Misty took off her glasses, She kicked off her high heeled pumps, She then got out of the truck running to the front door of the bus, Standing with her fists clenched.

Several students got off the bus. The the big busty red head. Jumped from the top step right on top of Misty. Knocking her to the ground. Throwing punches, It was not looking good for Misty. The crowed gatherd around them, Cheering them on. In a street of gravel and mud they wrestled, With Connie on top, She ripped the white blouse Misty was wearing open, After a few punches to the head, The blouse was finally tore off, Her basic white bra was then ripped off.

My girlfriends lushous roud D cup breasts on full dispay. All the boys cheered. Some of the girs tryed to pull Connie off, Misty trying to get to her feet, Connie broke free and grabbed Misty's denum skirt, It fell to her ankles tripping her, Connie continued her asault, Grabbing her long blonde hair and pressing her face in to a mud puddle.

Finally the others pull the big girl off her. Misty gets to her feet and starts to cower away, She stops for a moment, catching her breath. Then in a rage she charges Connie, tackleing her like a linebacker, In the muddy ditch on the side of the road, About six blows to the head, We see whats left of a tee shirt, Bra thrown out of the ditch, Then a pair of Nike high tops, The shoes land in the street an old lady crases her car in the ditch across the street.

By Connies red hair Misty drags her from the ditch, Her jeans around her ankles, The crowed cheers. The bus driver pulls Misty off Connie, Connie starts to get up. Getting completely out of her jeans. Misty brakes free the girls lock up again, Like a couple of Pit bulls. Finally they are separated. Misty retreats collecting her skirt and tore bra and blouse, Back to the truck a big smile on her face. " I won!!!...That time...I showed her! " She was a muddy and bloddy mess. I get her back to her moms house and with the hose pipe hose her down. Her mom doctors up her cuts and bruises, Her sister comes and hugs her, Thanking her for kicking Connies ass.