The Spitfire

by

Ronin

Dawn liked being Big Mike Turtorro's girlfriend. He bought her the

most expensive dresses and jewelry. He took her to the top restaurants

and nightclubs. He set her up in her own luxury apartment in the most

expensive part of town. On top of this, Big Mike was a good looking

guy. Sex with him was a pleasure. She learned early that Big Mike

earned his name in more ways than one.

Dawn was a big blonde from a small town in West Texas. She won a local

beauty contest at the county fair. She had met Big Mike at a party

after coming to the big city. He had been attracted by her winning

smile, her charming accent, and her generous cleavage. She had fallen

for this dark and dangerous man, unlike anyone she had met before. She

was titillated by the air of peril that surrounded him.

.

They had been going out for two years. He had helped to get her a job

modeling lingerie. Mike had mentioned marriage once or twice. Dawn

was thrilled at the prospect. Their sex life was wonderful, and the

blonde was contemplating a house in the suburbs. She wanted to have

babies. More importantly, she wanted to have Mike 's babies. She had

fallen in love with him. Then one August night , her dreams were

shattered.

The couple had dropped in on one of Big Mike 's places, a strip club in

near an industrial park. Mike suspected the manager of skimming the

profits. He would forcefully convince the embezzler of the error of his

ways. He told Dawn that it would only take a minute, and suggested

that she sit at the bar. He told a bouncer not to let anyone bother

her.

After consulting with the manager, leaving him with two broken fingers,

Mike return to Dawn at the bar. At that moment, a dark skinned goddess

came on-stage. Her body could have been sculpted by a renaissance

master. Her oval face was perfection itself. Her dark eyes burned with

a sensual vitality. She moved with the lithe grace of a jungle cat.

The eyes of every male, including Big Mike, was fixed upon her as she

swayed to the recorded music. They stared, transfixed, as she

danced, exhibiting her exquisite body. The MC introduced her as Carmen

Gonzales, The Brazilian Bombshell.

After her number was over, Mike had the manager call her to the bar.

Nursing a broken hand, the ex-embezzler did as he was told. Carmen was

delighted to meet the real boss. When she discovered how handsome he

was, she decided she wanted him for herself. She noticed the bosomy

blonde on his arm, but this detail did not bother her.

Mike, for his part, was completely captivated by this Latina

enchantress. He was charmed by her accent, and enraptured by her dark,

exotic beauty. Her skin was the shade of cafe` au lait. She, like Dawn,

was wonderfully endowed, but her movements had a feline sensuality that

the big blonde could not dream of equaling.

Carmen could not seem to keep her hands off Big Mike. She would adjust

his collar or lapel, smiling at him suggestively. She would laugh

throatily at all his little jokes, no matter how lame they were. She

would stroke his cheek lovingly. All this while Dawn watched.

The big blonde was fuming. She could see what was happening. The

South American slut was trying to steal her man right in front of her!

Dawn resisted the temptation to grab a handful of the Brazilian's raven

hair and rip it from her scalp.

The dusky beauty continued to ignore her fair-haired rival until Dawn

reminded Mike of the dinner date they had. Reluctantly, Big Mike took

his leave of the lovely senorita.

The rest of that evening, the blonde knock-out tried to keep Big Mike

amused, but as she looked into his eyes, she could tell it was of no

use. His mind was still on Carmen.

The next evening, Big Mike phoned Dawn to tell her he couldn't make

their usual rendezvous. He said he had some business out of town. She

accepted this as the truth. The following night when he called again

with the same excuse, she began to suspect that something was amiss.

The third night,, he did not even bother to call.

Dawn drove down to the strip club. Sure enough, Mike was sitting at

the best table as Carmen shook her alluring physique on-stage. Dawn

stood in the shadows, crying. She knew she was losing the man she

loved.

She followed them to a little cabaret that she and Mike had discovered

together. It felt as if a knife had pierced her heart as she watched

her lover enter the place with her rival.

She went home after that and cried herself to sleep. She knew she had

to do something but, did not know what. The following Sunday afternoon,

the phone rang. It was Mike. He asked the big blonde to come over to

his apartment that evening. He said he might be late, and to let

herself in.

All the rest of that day, Dawn was apprehensive. Would this be the

kiss-off she wondered. She had always believed that Mike cared for her,

but Carmen's arrival had put everything in doubt.

The time came. Dawn wore her most fetching summer frock. It showed

her pneumatic figure in the most flattering way.

When she opened the door to Mike's apartment, she was surprised to find

all the furniture in his large living room had been moved against the

wall. Standing in the middle in the vast carpeted expanse was Carmen,

wearing a short bathrobe and a smile. The bathrobe was white. The

smile was cruel.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Dawn demanded.

"Waiting for you." the Brazilian beauty replied. Without another

word, she untied the robe, and let it slip off her flawless, bare

shoulders. She was completely nude.

"What are you doing?" Dawn asked incredulously.

"We will fight for Miguel." Carmen announced, "The one who loses will

see him no more."

"You're nuts!" the big blonde asserted. "I'm not getting into a brawl

with some tramp, like you."

"You do not want to fight for your man?" Carmen inquired, "Bueno, I

will tell Miguel that you are a coward, and do not love him."

Before she knew what was happening, Dawn's hand flew across her rival's

face. She slapped Carmen hard. The Texas girl had never struck another

person before in her life. She was shocked at herself.

Carmen's response was swift. She rammed her fist into Dawn's stomach.

The blonde immediately went to he knees. She let out a low, agonized

moan. The Brazilian Bombshell. chuckled at her rival's predicament.

She told the big blonde to stand up. Dawn rose slowly to her feet.

"Take off your dress." the dark skinned temptress commanded, "We will

fight naked, woman to woman."

Dawn hesitated.

"Are you afraid, little one?" the South American girl asked with a

grin, "If you are, run away and let a real woman take Miguel."

Dawn knew she was trapped. If she refused to fight, she would lose

Mike forever. She had never been in a fight before. Carmen, on the

other hand, had been forced to leave her village after she had nearly

killed another girl over a boy. She had gone to Rio de Janeiro, where

she found work at a night club that featured foxy wrestling and

boxing. She had never lost a match. She was such a vicious fighter

that, after a while, none of the other girls would get in the ring with

her. Her last opponent had been a new girl. Carmen had sent the

rookie to the hospital with a concussion, and a broken arm. She had

left for the States soon after that.

The Latina Goddess stood, her arms folded beneath her magnificent

breasts, as Dawn reluctantly stripped.

"Your panties, also." Carmen insisted.

Dawn did as she was told. The two beauties confronted each other

totally nude. They circled each other slowly. Dawn grabbed a handful

of Carmen's dark locks. The spitfire responded to this by punching the

blonde in the right tit. Dawn groaned. Carmen followed with a right to

the jaw which staggered the Texas belle. The Latina Goddess wrapped her

left arm around her rival's neck, and began to pump punch after punch

into Dawn's shapely body. The big blonde moaned at every blow. She

would have collapsed to the carpet, but Carmen held her upright. Dawn

put an arm around her tormentress's waist. She balled her fist, and

threw a punch. It went deep into her adversary right boob. It was a

lucky shot, but it was effective. Carmen let out a squeal of pain.

This was music to Dawn's ears. She did it again. The South American

virago groaned. Very soon, they were going at it with hammer and

tongs. Every thump of Dawn's tender tummy, would be answered by a jab

into Carmen delicate jugs.

This could not continue indefinitely. Soon, the Texas blonde began to

tire. In desperation, she put both arms around her opponent's waist,

and pulled her to the floor. There, they grappled. Arms encircling

each other's magnificent torso, legs entwined legs, breasts mashed

breasts, and cunt rubbed cunt. Over and over they rolled, in a tangle

of boobs, legs, and hair. Neither woman gave any thought to surrender.

Every muscle in their splendid bodies was taxed to the limit of the its

endurance. Dawn bit into Carmen's shoulder. The gorgeous Latina

bellowed in rage. She grasped one of the big blonde's boobs, twisting

it cruelly. Dawn let out a yelp of pain, leaving teeth marks on

Carmen's once flawless shoulder. The lovely senorita launched a right

cross that caught the Texas belle squarely on the jaw. Dawn saw stars.

She flopped onto her side, momentarily stunned. It took only that moment

for Carmen to wrap her shapely legs around her rival's slender waist.

Dawn gasped as she felt the air being forced from her lungs. She tried

to suck air into her oxygen starved body. The South American amazon put

an arm around the helpless girl's throat, cutting off what little breath

Dawn had left. In a matter of moments, the Texas blonde was out cold.

Carmen stood, letting the big bodied bombshell slip to the floor. As

she looked down at her beaten rival, the Latina goddess smiled. She

enjoyed vanquishing other women, and taking their men. It gave her a

strangely carnal thrill to dominate inferior girls and destroy them,

taking the thing they loved.

Dawn groaned. She was coming to. Now the real fun would begin. The

blonde blinked. She found herself looking up into the smiling face of

her conqueress. She held back tears as she realized that she had lost

the fight.

"Are you ready to give up Miguel, Chiquita?" the dark beauty asked

mockingly.

"No, I'll never give him up!" Dawn said defiantly.

Carmen threw her head back, laughing. "Then stand up. I wish to beat

you some more."

The Texas knock-out rose slowly to her feet. Her legs felt shaky, and

she tottered as she stood. Her arms hung loosely at her side. The

Brazilian siren smiled serenely as she grabbed both the big blonde's

breasts, kneading them roughly. Dawn screamed out in anguish. The dark

goddess roughly forced the poor blonde against the wall, bringing her

knee up into the fair haired girl's crotch. Dawn's eyes opened wide in

pain and shock.

Carmen released her grasp on her rival's tits. She started to pound

Dawn's mid-section. Punch after punch went into the blonde's tummy.

Tears rolled down the big blonde's cheeks as she endured the agony and

humiliation of being dominated by another woman. In desperation, she

flung her arms around her opponent's body, trapping Carmen's arms

beneath her own. For a time, they stood there, tit to tit. Then, the

dark beauty's arms encircled the fair belle's waist. Dawn was lifted

off the floor, and crushed. The blonde struggled feebly as once again,

air was forced from her lungs. The Texas girl returned to oblivion.

Carmen released her victim. The beaten girl fell to the floor like an

unwanted rag-doll. She lay at her rival's feet in total defeat. The

Latina Goddess straddled the broken woman. As Dawn regained

consciousness, Carmen playfully slapped the loser's face. First with

the right hand, then with the left she struck the girl under her. She

did it over and over again.

Soon, the defenseless girl was begging for mercy. "Please, please

stop!" Dawn implored, "D-don't hit me anymore."

The blonde girl's pleas fell on deaf ears, as the heartless dark beauty

continued to torment her rival. Grabbing her golden locks in both

hands, Carmen forced Dawn's face into her imposing bosom. For the third

time that evening, Dawn was knocked out. Carmen looked at the clock on

the wall. It was almost time for Mike to come home. Dawn was in no

shape to leave, so, finding some rope, Carmen hogtied the comatose

blonde. Shouldering the hefty bombshell, the dark beauty dumped Dawn

in the bedroom closet. After jamming the big blonde's panties into her

mouth, she shut the door.

Coming to, Dawn spent the rest of the night listening to her man make

love to her rival. Tears streaked down her face as she quietly sobbed.