Sophia and Henry - Part 2

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When last we left Henry and Sophia, she and Gretchen had just had a wild
catfight at the restaurant . . .

The three of them piled back into the Acura.  Sophia was wearing the
kitchen smock from the restaurant and it barely covered her voluptuous
form. She was still flushed and excited from her combat with Gretchen. 
Her hard nipples poked through the fabric noticeably. The smock buttoned
down the front and it was gap-ing.  It was short and slightly too small
for her.  The thing barely covered her crotch.  And her fabulous legs
were almost entirely on display along with a few bruises and scratches.
Her hair was a wreck. Anyone who saw her would have guessed she was
either in a fight or had just been royally fucked in some dark alley.
She even had a big grin on her face to match her mood.  Not only had she
beat that bitch Gretchen's ass, but she had also thoroughly enjoyed the
fight from start to finish.

Gretchen sat silently in the back seat, rubbing her bruised muscles. 
She looked much like Sophia, messed up hair and little scratches all
over her. The smock was similarly small on Gretchen.  Henry glanced in
the rear view mirror a couple of times to see her panties on display and
her nipples also poking out to reveal she was still excited.

Henry sped through the late night streets as fast as he reasonably
could.  Also wearing a big grin on his face, he glanced at Sophia
frequently and admiringly.  When she turned her head to him, and
grinned, their eyes held each other and transmitted their raging
emotions of pride, elation and  lustful desire.  Henry felt the
stickiness still oozing around his crotch from cuming in his pants
earlier.  He pushed the gas pedal down further.  He wanted to get Sophia
home quickly.

As they neared the Ramada Inn, where Gretchen was staying, they were
greeted by a roadblock and the flashing lights of fire engines and
emergency vehicles of every shape and size. Traffic was not being
allowed through.  The three groaned, barely under their breath, as this
was not a welcome development.   Presently a policeman drifted nearby
and Henry got his attention and called him over to the car.  His
explanation only caused them to groan more and loudly as they considered
their alternatives.

There was a gas leak somewhere in the area.  The authorities were
considering it to be very dangerous and no one was allowed into a 2
square block radius.  The cop said he was sorry they were staying at the
Ramada, but no one was being allowed in and the building was being
evacuated. It could be several hours before the situation was stabilized

"Fuck!", said Henry in disgust.  He looked at Sophia and threw up his
hands questioningly. They all looked at each other.  "Well we can't just
leave her on the street corner", Henry said.  "Wouldn't bother me a
bit", Sophia retorted.  "Hey, fuck you and the horse you road in on!",
spat Gretchen from the back seat.  Sophia turned and jabbed her finger
in Gretchen's direction, "You remember your place, you dirty cunt!". 
"Feeling a little insecure, bitch?", Gretchen shot back.  "Secure enough
to kick your skank ass!", Sophia was fairly shouting, now.  "You were
lucky a while ago.  Throwing your smelly hair in my face", retorted
Gretchen.  "I'll tap dance on that mess you call a face, anytime,
cunt!", spat Sophia.  "If you want some more, let's go!", sneered
Gretchen.   Sophia started to climb into the back seat and Henry smiled
and started to wonder just exactly when it was that he lost control of
the evening.  
Sophia plopped down beside Gretchen and they immediately tangled their
fists in each other's hair.  Sitting side by side, they turned toward
each other and jerked hair viciously.  Presently Sophia put one leg over
Gretchen's.  Then Gretchen rolled her outside leg over top of Sophia. 
They lost a bit of balance and leaned over against the window, leg
locked.  Their shear panties were on display and still stained and
sticky from their earlier orgasms.  If Henry had been any farther away
he couldn't have seen them in the dark.  His hard-on grew and pressed
against his pants obscenely as he watched the two gorgeous fighting
women in his back seat. 

Presently they started slugging each other in the stomach and breasts. 
Henry loved the sounds of fists hitting soft flesh and the panting and
grunting they did as they jerked hair and wrestled with their legs. 
There wasn't much room for them to do much else.  Punching space was
very limited and they were not doing any damage to each other, really. 
But Henry loved the sights and sounds and watched them in silence for
several minutes.

When a crew of fireman came close the car with their flashlights, he
decided he had to do something quickly, lest they be discovered and
arrested.  Groaning, he turned and pulled the car into a U turn to get
away from the stalled line of cars.  His mind was racing faster than the
car, as he sped away from the emergency lights and tried desperately to
think.  How far were they from home?  Where could he go to have some
privacy?  Could he drive and constantly look into the rear view mirror
at the same time?

Rounding a corner with squealing tires, he glanced into the back seat. 
Sophia and Gretchen were still wrapped in a ball of fury, leaning
against the window, punching each other, jerking their hair and cursing.

Racing down the parkway, he glanced over to the left and spotted a
carwash.  It was closed, since it was about 11:30pm on a Saturday
night.  But it was an old style car wash, with the bays open on each end
for driving in and manual washing.  Quickly he pulled across two lanes
of oncoming traffic and screeched to a halt in one of the washing bays
and threw the car into park.  Henry wheeled around, rising up on his
knees in the seat and quickly fumbled at his zipper. He strained to get
his rock hard cock out of the little opening.  Finally getting matters
in hand, so to speak, he enjoyed staring at his wonderfully sexy Sophia,
still fighting with Gretchen in the back seat.

The women seemed oblivious to the fact that they were being run all over
the city at breakneck speed so late at night.  They were locked together
while sitting on the small seat, cursing and jerking hair and punching
each other.  They had torn open the little while smocks they had worn
away from the restaurant and their lovely breasts were rubbing together
as they struggled.  Four sets of tits were hard and skewering into their
opponent.  Their sheer panties still clung to them but were stretched
and about to fall off, as they were never meant for such abuse.  Both
women were now sweating profusely.  They had expended much energy in the
little car and Henry had not thought to open a window.  Silly man!  He
was engrossed in the fight and his own pleasure

  The car was filled with the sounds of panting, fists hitting soft
flesh, hair being jerked, and legs kicking the backs of the seats as the
fighters struggled.   They moaned and grunted as the struggled.  The
windows were completely fogged up and the car rocked slightly as the
battle waged on.  Sophia took her hand from Gretchen's hair and grabbed
her breast, scratching and clawing.  Gretchen, squealed and slugged
Sophia several times in the side and back.  The women controlled each
other with their tangled legs.  There wasn't room to maneuver.  They
simply had to fight it out where they sat.  Gretchen kept punching at
Sophia's torso anywhere she could. But her short punches were not
effective and she was tiring.  Sophia, worked on one of Gretchen's
breast then the other.  She scratched and pulled savagely at her
nipples.  Finally, getting nowhere, both women groaned and grabbed two
hands of hair and pulled violently back, trying to snap their necks.

Henry stroked his cock furiously and finally shot his cum into the back
seat, landing on the floor, seat and a little on Gretchen's leg.  He
grunted with the intense pleasure of his second orgasm of the evening. 
And he continued to stare at the incredibly sexy, fighting women.  For
several minutes, Sophia and Gretchen sat with their heads laying
painfully back, jerking and pulling hard.  Their hair was soaked with
sweat and they re-gripped occasionally to keep a firm hold.  They were
tiring and there wasn't much movement to the struggle at this point. 
Their chests heaved as they  strained for air in the little car.

Henry was torn between staying or going.  He would love to just sit
right there and let them fight as long as they wanted.  But their
earlier fight in the restaurant didn't release the emotions between them
- far from it!  Their passions seemed to be heating up, even if they
were getting tired. He didn't think they were going to finish anytime
soon.  And he sure wasn't going to stop them!  On the other hand,
getting discovered surely meant being arrested.  The longer they sat
there, the greater the risk.  And he wanted to get them home where no
one would interfere.

The women continued to rest, but wouldn't let go of each other,
signaling their desire to continue. Making his decision, Henry turned
around in the seat and punched the little Acura out of the car washing
bay and back out into the street.  He called to them over his shoulder,
"we'll be home in 5 minutes, girls".  Hoping they would be satisfied to
wait until then to resume hostilities, he drove as fast as he could. 
Traffic was light.  He looked at his watch and saw it was a few minutes
before midnight.

Running through the narrow streets of his neighborhood now, he slowed
and pulled into their driveway.  Parking the car and throwing open the
door, he ran around to the back. He wanted to get them inside as quickly
as he could. They were all a sight.  His dick was still hanging out of
his pants.  And the women were naked except for the little white smocks
on their shoulders and arms.  But they were torn open all down the front
and covered virtually nothing.  As Henry opened the door, they were
still locked together and had their heads pulled back by the hair. 
Henry tried to coax them out of the car for several minutes to no avail.

Finally, he remembered what worked in the restaurant a few hours
earlier.  Then rubbing a breast of each woman he spoke softly and
encouraged them to move.  He tenderly squeezed their breasts and rubbed
their hard nipples.  "Come one, baby", he said softly to Sophia.  Let's
go in where everyone can be more comfortable".  They both started to
moan as they enjoyed Henry's touch.  "Please Gretchen, we'll be inside
in one minute.  You two will have all the room you want and be
undisturbed".  The women slowly began to relax their grips on each
other.  Finally they lowered their hands from each other's hair and sat
and glared at each other.  Henry gently pulled on Gretchen, to get her
moving out of the door.  Sophia, followed, willingly.  She seemed to
stalk Gretchen like a predator.  Henry walked ahead of them across their
lawn to the door.  But the women's eyes were only on each other.  God,
what a sight they were!  Their nipples were stiff and long from exposure
to the cool night air.

Gretchen stopped and slipped out of her soaked and torn panties.  "You
fucking slut. You're going to pay for ruining my clothes tonight", she
said.  Sophia stopped and snorted, "Hah, you placed a value on those
rags you were wearing". The two women faced each other now.  "Talk about
rags", sneered Gretchen as she gestured toward Sophia's torn and cum
soaked panties. They glared at each other.  In a few seconds, Sophia
slipped her panties off and they continued their stare down. They both
held their torn panties in their hand.

Henry fumbled at the door, desperately trying to get it unlocked, but
obviously distracted by the women.  His hands were struggling with the
keys but his eyes were on Sophia and Gretchen.  The women looked sort of
like western cowboys, with panties for guns, drawn and ready to shoot it
out.  Sophia threw her panties at Gretchen, hitting her breasts. And
that little spark, ignited Gretchen to drop hers as the women launched
themselves at each other. Smack!! - Their bodies collided and they
quickly wrestled each other to the cool, wet grass.

To be continued!!!!