Debbie fights for her man
by Tommy2164  
Part 7 in the ongoing saga of Italian-American Strong girl Debbie Umbruzio.


I went to the window and looked into the gray November sky. This time of year
always gets me a little down. Graduating college in June brought many changes
to my life. I borrowed a nice sum of money and purchased an established gym
that had over 200 members. The former owner was a nice old man and he wanted
to retire, so I figured with the combination of my business management degree
and my love of working out I couldn’t go wrong.

I usually would get to the gym at 5am for an early two hour workout before the
regulars arrived. My gym was not a fancy "club", but rather a hard nosed gym
for people who wanted to get in great shape. We had tons of free weights and
many of our clients were serious bodybuilders. Most of my customers were just
great people to be around. I would help them with their diet and exercise
needs and they would pay me at the end of the month. This was a great way to
make a living, I thought. You will note that I said "most" of my customers
were a pleasure to be around. One customer was anything but a pleasure. Her
name was Pauline Eastman. Pauline had been a member of the gym for years. She
was very serious about building her impressive physique. Every day she would
show up and grunt and groan as she put herself through very grueling workouts.
Pauline was 5'-8" tall and very muscular. She had flaming red hair and her
body was full of freckles. She wasn’t the best looking girl in the gym, but
she wasn't the worst looking either. She probably weighed around 165 pounds or
so. She was always entering woman's bodybuilding contests. Many times she
would come in third, she lacked certain definition in her leg muscles and that
hurt her chances at the top spot. I also thought that her many freckles and
pasty white skin made her look awful under the glaring lights of competition.

Pauline would have been fine if she just learned to shut that yap of hers. She
was always talking about how much weight she could lift or what girl she
slapped around for looking at her boyfriend. Oh, her boyfriend, he was another
issue. I never saw the guy but Pauline would always tell the other girls how
well hung he was and how she always got what she wanted because he couldn't
take her in a fight. Typical of a bully, don't you think. I never had a cross
word with Pauline, although I heard from some of the others that she would
make comments about me behind my back. That was ok, with a body like mine you
are always going to have someone commenting on one thing or another.

One day Pauline was going on and on about how she made her boyfriend perform
various sexual acts on her and how he was the best lover anyone could ever
have. After about ten minutes of this I had enough. "Hey Pauline, where is
this boyfriend of yours?, Why don't you bring him around and introduce him to
us". I said. The whole gym chimed in their approval and Pauline turned red
faced with anger. "Maybe I will call him down here if you don't believe me,
just keep your eyes off of him because he is all mine", she said. With that
she jumped on her cell phone. She told her boyfriend in a firm and demanding
tone to get down to the gym pronto. It wasn’t ten minutes before he made it to
the gym. He walked in and my world just stopped. He was a beautiful sight to
behold. He walked over to Pauline and she gave him a big hug. Pauline brought
him right over to me and showed him off. "Say hello to Debbie, she owns this
place", said Pauline. He stuck out his hand to shake mine. He was the best
looking man I had every put my eyes on. Striking good looks with dark hair and
olive skin. His large hand dwarfed mine as we shook hands. "Nice to meet you
Debbie, you have a great gym here", he said. His name was Angelo Marciano and
I couldn’t believe he was interested in that pasty faced Pauline.

Angelo was the hit of the gym that day with everyone. He was very kind and
made a lot of the patrons laugh with his stories. Pauline seemed to be a
little agitated when they both left together about two hours later. Angelo did
not spend too much time alongside Pauline and I think she resented that. The
whole gym had comments about Angelo once he had left. Most of them wanted a
piece of him (like me). He didn’t look like a guy that spent any time in the
gym. He was a little thin and not very muscular. I could see where Pauline
could dominate a guy like that.

(The next portion of the story will be told from Angelo's point of view)

I couldn’t get her out of my mind. From the first time I laid eyes on her I
knew that I wanted Debbie for my own. I had a big problem though. Her name was
Pauline Eastman. Every time I would even look at another girl, she would get
all upset and either I would catch a beating or the object of my affections
would get dropped by Pauline's fists. She was every bit as tough and strong as
she looked. Pauline could see that I kept looking at Debbie and she was mad as
hell. She warned me to stay away from her or she would increase the magnitude
of the beatings she had given me in the past. I didn't think that was possible
and I feared for my life, so I did what Pauline told me, I didn’t contact
Debbie. The trouble started the next day when Debbie contacted me. She called
me on the phone and we had a nice conversation. I told Debbie I liked her a
lot but I didn’t want to see any harm come to her at the hands of Pauline.
Debbie assured me that she could take care of herself and asked me if I wanted
to meet her for coffee the next day. I told her I really would like to get to
know her better but for my safety and hers we probably should meet at an out
of town coffee house so we wouldn’t be seen by others who would sneak the
story back to Pauline.

I met Debbie the next day at a coffee house about 15 miles from town. She was
dressed up very nice and she was even prettier than I remembered her to be. I
had noticed in the gym that Debbie was really built, but somehow up close she
didn’t look as if she could handle Pauline in a fight. We talked for hours and
I told Debbie everything about my relationship with Pauline. I told her how
she would give me a beating for just looking at another woman. I even lied a
little bit and told her the reason Pauline beat me is because I just can't
bring myself to hit another woman, so I just take her beatings and kept my
mouth shut. I say I lied because I really don’t think I could take Pauline in
a fight, fair or otherwise.

For about one month I saw Debbie on the sly. We went to movies, roller
skating, church functions and long walks in the park. Debbie was an old
fashion girl. We made out a lot but for the first three weeks she didn’t even
allow me to feel those massive melons of hers. I would go home after a date
with my balls aching. Many nights I just jacked off at the thought of having
sex with Debbie. Time spent with Pauline was just wasted and I think she knew
I was beginning to have interest in someone else. She just didn’t know who. I
have seen what Pauline could do to a woman if she was mad enough. Pauline
would thrill in beating a woman in front of me. Total humiliation was usually
in store for the poor girl.

Christmas was coming soon and I was torn between spending Christmas Eve with
Debbie or Pauline. I decided to make up a story for Pauline. I told her I had
to go out of town for Christmas to visit long, lost relatives and that I would
see her when I got back. Long story short, is that I did get to spend
Christmas with Debbie and her family. I had a great time, Debbie's family
treated me nice and we all exchanged gifts. Debbie looked great and my cock
still ached for her. She had finally let me massage her breasts when we made
out but I wasn’t allowed to feel them under her shirt or bra. I left Debbie's
house a little after midnight and headed home. Unfortunately for me, Santa had
left a little present under my tree. Pauline was sitting in front of the tree
with an angry look on her face. "Out of town relatives huh?", she said. She
grabbed me by the shirt collar and knocked me all over my apartment. I tried
to fight back this time but she was just too much for me. She ended up
knocking me out but not before I confessed everything to her about Debbie.

A fine way to spend Christmas day I thought. My head ached and my right eye
was almost closed shut. About 11am a knock came to my door. I shuttered at the
thought of another visit from Pauline. I was so relieved when I heard Debbie's
voice "Angelo, open the door, it's me". I opened the door and Debbie just
gasped "Oh Angelo I am so sorry". She came into my apartment and mothered me
for the rest of the day. Pauline had called her earlier and told her
everything that happened, so Debbie kind of knew what to expect when she
arrived at my door. Debbie swore to me that this would never have to happen
again. She told me that a fight was planned between her and Pauline at Deb's
gym on New Years Eve. Debbie was going to close the gym at 6pm and she and
Pauline were going to go at it. Debbie told me to show up on Pauline's arm at
the appointed hour. "You have been very patient with me Angelo, but I am ready
now to show you what a real woman can do for her man". With that she stood up
and left.

People have different reasons for looking forward to a New Year. I looked at
this fight as an opportunity to rid myself of Pauline for good. I didn’t even
want to think of what would happen if Pauline should defeat Debbie. Pauline
picked me up at 5:45pm and we drove over to Debbie's Gym. She talked all the
way over to the gym about how she was going to knock the shit out of Debbie
and then she was going to tie her tits together and make her watch us have sex
in front of her. Pauline was confident as always. The lights of the gym went
dim as the last of the patrons made their way home. We both got out of the car
and walked to the back door and Debbie let us in. Debbie looked just great.
She wore a black one piece bathing suit. She also had on a pair of white gym
shorts over the bathing suit. Pauline took off her jacket and she had on a
blue two piece bathing suit that showed off her strong freckled body. She kept
insulting Debbie with the same taunts she used on the drive over. Debbie never
taunted Pauline back. She just stated some ground rules for the fight that she
hoped Pauline would follow. No punches to the groin area, no eye gouging,
winner to be determined by submission or knockout. The winner would be allowed
to continue seeing me and the loser would have to give me up.

I sat off to the side and waited for the battle to begin. The two girls
circled one another. Pauline was taller and more buff than her opponent but
Debbie had a look of confidence on her face. Punches began to be thrown with
wild abandon. Hair flew to the left and right as the punches landed on both
girls. Debbie was beginning to prove herself to be quite the fighter girl. I
think that Pauline was surprised at the punching power Debbie possessed. They
stood toe to toe for what seemed to be forever but probably only lasted two
minutes. Debbie was getting the better licks in and soon she was backing up
her larger opponent.

(The next portion of the story will be told from Pauline's point of view)

My point of view? I'll tell you what my point of view was, this big titted
broad was kicking my muscular ass. I hit the bitch with everything I had and
she just kept coming at me. Rights and lefts thudded off my face and body. All
I could see was the determination in her eyes followed by shocking power
punches to my face. Over and over again I was beaten to the punch by the
strong girl. She knocked me backward and into the ladies room.

(The next portion of the story will be told from Angelo's point of view)

Debbie knocked Pauline into the ladies room. For the next two minutes I could
hear fists hitting off of skin and the slow sobbing sounds of a defeated
warrior who had met her match. Soon the door opened and I couldn't believe my
eyes. It was Pauline standing at the doorway. Had she beaten Debbie in the
ladies room, out of my view? A closer look at Pauline showed the bruises she
suffered at Debbies hands. She looked me right in the eye and took two steps
toward me. Then her eyes rolled into the back of her head and she slumped to
her knees sobbing. "I give up, she is all yours", was all she had to say. I
looked up and Debbie was standing over her defeated opponent with a look of
pride in her eyes.

(The next portion of the story will be told from Pauline's point of view)

I sat on my knees and sobbed at the beating I had received from Debbie. She
walked past me and went over to Angelo to claim her prize. I was too tired and
beaten to move so I just sat there on my knees and watched the action through
tear soaked eyes. Debbie reached up and pulled her bathing suit top down,
exposing her massive tits to a bug eyed Angelo. He grabbed her orbs with both
hands and began to massage them. After a while Angelo reached down and removed
Debbie's shorts and she stood before him naked. I thought Angelo was going to
pass out from his good fortune. What a body this bitch had on her. Angelo
began thanking Debbie by giving her love rug a good licking. Debbie was
enjoying Angelo's talents and was moaning out loud. She asked Angelo to show
her what she had fought for. Angelo stood up and pulled off his belt.

(The next portion of the story will be told from Debbie's point of view)

Angelo threw the belt to the floor. I could see a huge bulge in his pants.
I've watched that bulge for the past month and I could only imaging the size
of his member. Pauline spent a lot of time talking about it and I thought she
was just bullshitting. From the looks of the bulge in his blue jeans, Pauline
was telling the truth. Angelo pulled down his pants and his cock just sprang
forth from his underwear. I slumped to my knees at the sight. Fourteen inches,
I said. "It's sixteen inches hard", Pauline sobbed. I sat on my knees and
stared at his pole. Just then an angel appeared on my shoulder "Debbie, you
have been a good Catholic girl all of these years, don’t ruin it now". I
looked at the angel and sighed, "your probably right angel". Then a devil
appeared to my left and said "Fuck him, Fuck him hard and long". I looked at
the devil and the angel began talking again. I sent a hard right hand at the
angel and knocked him out. I was through with being a nice girl.

I grabbed Angelo's love stick with both hands. I massaged it for a while and
pre-cum just oozed from him. I inserted his cock in my mouth and began giving
him the first blow job of my life. Back and forth my mouth went over his large
purple head. Angelo rocked with the motion of my mouth. After a while I took
my mouth off of him. He oozed more pre-cum all over my tits. I took his shaft
and guided it between my breasts. With every pelvic motion his cock would rise
and fall between my cleavage. I would flick my tongue at his snake every time
it escaped from between my breasts. Angelo lifted me to my feet and turned me
around. He put his cock between my legs and I rubbed my clit over his pole. I
caught sight of our action on the mirror of walls across the room. He was
bringing me off without insertion. I turned around quickly as there was not
much time left. I jumped into his arms and inserted his cock into my aching
cunt. He held me aloft and started giving me a good fucking. Soon I was
bucking like a mad lady. Angelo fell onto his back but that did not stop me.
He kept ramming his cock into me until finally after 23 years of waiting I
achieved climax with a man inside of me.

After howling for about a minute I realized that Angelo had not come yet. He
told me he was not far off and I grabbed him by the cock and led him over to
where Pauline lay defeated. I faced Pauline and with my back turned to Angelo
I got down on my knees. I took some of Angelo's spunk from my tits and
lubricated the area between my forearm and my right biceps. I flexed my right
arm and guided Angelo's cock into my flexing arm. Back and forth my arm rocked
over his rod. I could see his face in the mirror and he was really enjoying
the fact that I was "muscling him off". Soon Angelo was ready to fly. My right
arm was a blur and his cock arched up ready for launch time. I could feel the
cum racing up his shaft. Out his cock hole the white liquid flew. Some of it
landed right in Pauline's bruised face, some on the floor and a lot of it
ended up dripping down my right biceps. What a man, he must have shot at least
two ounces of cum.

We never did hear from Pauline after that night. To that point in my life I
never could keep a man interested in me. They were always intimidated by me.
Finally I found a man who accepted the fact that I was stronger than him and
actually enjoyed that I never made an issue about it. Angelo would go on to
see many more examples of my powers in the coming years ahead. Stories that
must be held for another day. Until that time I must bid you all a fond good
day.

**The End**