The Taxi Driver
Copyright© 2025 by Jim Priest
Chapter 6: Madame’s Sofia and Virginie
Standing behind him facing his back, Madame Sofia, had Matthias in a full nelson. Both arms were looped beneath his pits with her hands wrapped around behind the back of his head, with the fingers inter-laced pressing upon his neck. This forced his arms into the air in a V shape. The pretty short-haired tomboy laughed as he struggled lurching from side to side to try to escape. Her laughter lines and cute freckles made her look adorable and younger than she actually was. Despite his twisting and turning she kept him under control with her slender arms, which were taut and firm. Her shapely slender legs were spread for balance, shown in their whole beautiful glory by the high cut of her blouse and the tan pantyhose. I loved the play of the sleek muscles just beneath the surface of her smooth thighs and calves as the cute woman struggled to subdue him.
Suddenly Matthias bucked hard lifting her feet off the ground breaking her grip. Her arms slid out as her feet dropped to the mat. In that instant he spun around and started blasting punches to the cute tomboy’s face before she knew what was happening. BLAM BLAM BLAM BLAM! big fists slammed into her face without mercy sending her head jerking back and forth like a sick marionette. Her pretty face bobbed helplessly and blood flowed. BLAM BLAM BLAM BLAM! Oh God he really was going to beat the crap out of her! Come on Matthias! Deck the bitch then we can punch our way out of here together! A look of grim determination appeared on her blasted face. As his big fist thundered towards her face again her arm shot up, deflecting it with her forearm. WAP! Immediately her own fist shot out towards his gut. So pumped up he swiftly leapt back and she barely grazed his belly. With a crazed look like a wild animal, he pounced to drive his fist forwards once more. BAM! she blocked the punch again, biting her lip in concentration. The big thug was determined and hurled yet another punch. BAM! The back of her right forearm deflected the blow as her left fist slammed into his exposed side. BLAM! Urgnnn! he winced in pain. Red with anger his right fist swung again at head height; except the gritty blonde wasn’t there. Swiftly dropping to one knee, her taut right arm drove her fist solidly into his gut VLAAM! Orrrrrrrraaghh!. BLAM! a straight forward no-nonsense punch fully connected with his face. BLAM! another lightning-fast punch rocks his face sending him reeling in disbelief. Her hose on full display beneath her short blouse, the blonde puts a sexy leg forward while her slim taut arms flex as she throws another punch too fast for him to stop. BERLAM! a powerful upper cut hammers his jaw whipping his head right back sending him stumbling back across the room. She looks so sexy and powerful with her short shirt and pantyhose as she keeps pace with him, her face blazing sheer hatred. He tries to raise a block but she’s too fast. Her arm blasts forward, her fist striking his chin. WHAM! BLAM! her fist strikes again in an eye-blink and he tumbles to the mats.
The tomboy rushes forward to haul him physically to his feet. My dick becomes quite stiff at the sight of an attractive though battered short-haired woman pull up a much bigger heavier thug to his feet. Holding him up with one hand, I saw the look of fear in his eyes as the angry 30-something wildcat drew back her fist. BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! Her fist was a blur as it pounded his face again and again. His upper torso kept flying back under the impact but she just pulled him back towards her to slam another fist in his face until she could hold him up no more. KASLAM! His back hit the mats heavily. Madame Sofia stood over watching him, her lovely legs wide apart, her fists raised and her chest rising and falling as she breathed heavily. It was clear that she wanted to pull the groaning man at her feet up again so she could punch him some more but something made her stop. Her breathing slowed, she lowered her fists and brought her arms by her side while bringing her legs together as if standing to attention. Turning to face Madame Michelle, the attractive tomboy bowed formerly at the waist. As she did I got full sight of her lovely compact backside barely concealed by her tan pantyhose. PHROAR I couldn’t help getting another boner. The Oriental MILF faced her and returned the formal bow. After their earlier exchange I imagined that the older woman had just forgiven her for beating the crap out of him with her fists instead of being more lady-like.
Matthias was tough, I’ll give him that. The way that pretty freckle-faced tomboy had slugged him, I’d probably have never got up again if that were me. However he actually winced in fright as she stretched out a lovely long right leg and pressed her foot against his mouth. Kiss it or I’ll stomp you again and again until you’re nothing but a bloody red smear on the mats she told him in a tough no-nonsense voice. To my disgust he didn’t even hesitate as I had and began kissing her delightfully arched foot. Get your tongue out. Give my soles a good clean or I’ll stomp your face to mush. Again he obeyed without question to the amusement of the watching women. I was shocked that he was wimping out. Finally the cute tomboy pressed her sole against his face and gave a hard push sending him sprawling across the mat.
See how the big bully man is brought so low by a woman Reduced to nothing more than a humble foot-licker the women laughed loudly at that and I saw Matthias’ face turn red with shame and anger. Glowering at the cheeky tomboy who had humiliated him, he began to force himself back to his feet although noticeably with some effort. The way he glared at the short-haired blonde looked like he wanted to kill her. She defiantly glared back showing no fear as though only too happy to trade punches with him again, lady-like or not.
He forgot about his anger when a 5 foot 7 exceptionally well-endowed woman in her late-50’s stepped in front. Her floral-print blouse was undone past the naval and opened daringly wide to expose a phenomenal amount of breast and incredibly long and deep cleavage while just barely keeping a degree of modesty. Although she was showing her massive breasts off like a shameless whore, the rather plump woman had an air of sophistication with a confidence to display her tantalising wares in front of a thug like Matthias. Like the others she wore tan pantyhose, on full display. Although her legs were rather thick they were also very shapely, especially her large calves, all the more alluring sheathed in nylons. With a sultry smile she placed her hands either side of her wide low-hanging bust. Are these too big for you? her low seductive voice certainly had my dick twitching. N.Nooorrr! he groaned as she folded her arms beneath her enormous busty shelf squeezing them together and making them rise up like inflated balloons in between the loose edges of her blouse. Such a large wobbly shelf of breast was pushed up without spilling from her blouse that he could have eaten his dinner off it. Matthias was speechless. The more amply-endowed among you will already know how simple it is to turn a man into a drooling moron with a glimpse of breast Madame Michelle continued her running commentary. Never taking her small narrow penetrating grey eyes off him, the plump woman let her stacks drop, two massive mammaries falling like bouncing bombs inside her blouse. Orrrrrr! Don’t forget to breathe she purred as she turned in front of him to present her top-heavy side profile. The mature Oriental chuckled That is what is crudely known as the cock-blaster. ORRRRRRRR! I could certainly see why as the stance emphasised the incredible length of her sloping bust, how low they hung and how far her nipples were in front of her belly. ORRRR! My dick was absolutely rigid and I had to fight the urge to rush over there and take her myself. The tent in Matthias’ trousers was back at full mast.
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