Story Title:   "How I met my Husband"
Author:        Dirty Diva


I was inspired to write this story by my husband, after he read a story on your site from "The Hammer" called "My Wife's First Fight."  For years during the summer months, my friends and I would go on weekend motorcycle rides.  All the guys rode Harley's and all the girls rode on the back of their boyfriends Harley's.  One Saturday afternoon, we all took off for our regular ride.  We stopped for lunch along the way, and by nightfall would always stop at this topless bar for a little extra excitement.  My boyfriend at the time was a big topless bar guy who really got into it.  Anyways, on this one particular night, this big titted stripper came off the stage, right into my boyfriends lap. At first, it was funny and everyone was laughing at them.  But before long, the entire bar was laughing at my expense. 
 
My boyfriend was wearing a black sleeveless leather vest, and the stripper took it off him, so now, they were both topless.  She continued giving him a lap dance, then poured oil over her tits.  After working the oil into her tits, she grabbed him by the back of the hair and pulled his face into her cleavage.  Of course, he was loving it, while I was doing a slow burn.  She then poured some of the oil on his chest, before rubbing it in.  That's when I had had enough.  I jumped off my chair and grabbed her by the shoulder, pulling her off him.  "Get off my man, you bimbo!"  She looked right at me, "Fuck You, Bitch.  You're ruining my act." She then pushed me away from her and went right back to caressing his chest with the oil.  I had never been in a fight before but I was furious.  I grabbed that Bitch by the hair, swung her around and punched her square in the face.  She flew backwards onto a table and the fight was on. 
 
The crowd immediately cheered as I attacked.  I jumped on top of her and began flailing away.  I caught her a couple times in the head before she grabbed me by the hair with her left hand and the front of my tank top with her right.  I continued punching her in the face as she ripped my shirt wide open, exposing both my tits and the nipple bars I wore on each nipple.  I was so pissed I didn't care, or stop.  Another stripper grabbed me from behind and pulled me off her.  When she held my arms behind my back, my tits were clearly on display and the place went nuts.  The bimbo jumped off the table and took dead aim at my belly, slamming me with one hard punch after another, aimed directly at my dangling belly ring.  After connecting with at least 10 punches to my belly, the bimbo hit me in the face with a hard right that knocked me to the floor. 
 
I quickly got up as she came towards me, my shirt now completely off.  She tackled me to the ground and now the oil on her was all over the front of my chest.  We both flailed away while rolling on the ground.  She finally ended up on top of me and dug her long nails into both of my tits, clawing and scratching away at them.  I finally managed to throw her off me.  We scrambled to our feet and as I stood up, the 2nd stripper again grabbed me from behind.  I elbowed her in the stomach, then turned and delivered a knockout punch to her face that dropped her on her back.  The bimbo came at me one more time.  She threw a wild right at my head that I ducked under, then I ripped 3 hard rights into her belly, dropping her to her knees, then face first onto the floor.
 
I raised both arms above my head.  Both strippers were on the floor and I was the winner.  I walked over to my boyfriend and slapped her across the face.  Then picked out a real man from the crowd.  I walked over to him and asked if I could have a ride home.  He jumped off his barstool, took his leather vest off, and gave it to me to wear.  We walked out of the bar and towards his motorcycle.  He gave me a ride home and we've been together ever since.  I absolutely love this man!