"Oh thank god" the blonde thought when the man pulled the brunette off her. She had been so sure she would beat the chubby brunette "after all" she thought "the bitch is 15 lbs overweight and a few years older then I am, she should have been a pushover.". She had expected to have some fun, to show the guys on the beach she wasn’t just the sexist girl there but that she was a hot fighter too. And so to have had the fat brunette win was bad enough. But the blonde was humiliated, she burned with helpless fury when her enemy had stripped her bottoms from her and slapped her ass, in front of the crowd. But even as she lay squirming and whimpering with pain over the brunette's leg she was thinking of how to turn the tables. "I can't fight her, not now, but maybe I can wait, I'm sure I could thrash her some other time. But no" she went on " I want her now! I have to show that I am better, I have to show these people that she is no more then a stupid bullying thug.I know I am smarter, I know I m better looking."
The black man hoisted her to her feet and she looked around. Her foe was pinned by her arms . She smirked to see the furious brunette squirm trying vainly to get free. She smirked even more when the guy holding the brunette told her "we are going to get what we came here for".
Oh yes the blonde thought "I know what I came here for, I just want to see that bitch squirming, to have her held down, while I slap her ass."
She wriggled as the black man tightened his grip, she wasn’t sure that she liked the idea that the guy holding her had plans for her,. But she knew that the guys were her best chance of beating the brunette. She ground her teeth in rage at the memory of the brunette beating her. She had to get her own back. She had to do it now! She had to destroy the brunette in front of the crowd that had seen the bitch humiliate her. She was too scared to fight her enemy again. But she knew she could get the guys to help.. She was so sure she could get the guys to do what she wanted, she almost always did, she knew it helped to have such a hot body. She lent back into him "thanks" she said, and she smiled at the guy working the infuriated brunette and blew him a kiss. She turned back to the black man "thanks, she was such a bitch, such a cheating slut."
"Yeah she went way too far, wasn’t fair that she slapped your ass like she did" the black man replied. "but" he added to himself "you were one cheating bitch too, biting, throwing sand in your enemy’s eyes, oh no you got what you deserved- but not as much as youre gonna get yet."
The blonde glared at her enemy, she hoped, she wanted, the man holding the brunette to keep holding her while she sank her fists into the brunette’s plump stomach till the brunette crumpled. She wriggled against the black man’s crutch and whispered, "Hey, why don’t you and him" she looked at the man holding the brunette "hold her and I’ll slap her ass. Like you said she went too far. And then, then you and I and him can have some fun." She squirmed against the man again feeling his hardness. And then shivered as she saw the brunette had one hand free. She knew she couldn’t face the brunette, not by herself, not now.
The black man felt her shiver "yeah you’re a brave bitch when you think you have us to help you’ he murmered then drew her in closer as the man holding the brunette seized the free hand. The black man diverted the blonde’s attention nudging her, "see that guy over there, he’s looking at you, he’s hot for you. Look at him, he’s hard, see the bulge in his pants. He’s hard for you not the fat bitch over there."
The blonde looked and smiled. "Yeah I’ve placed you right," thought the black, "you exhibitionist, you want to be the centre of attraction and I’ll make you that. And I’ll serve you up to the crowd. And when I do they’ll know about the scam, how you and your friends cheated me." He slid his hands down over the blonde’s flanks and down to her thighs pulling her closer to him.
The blonde squirmed and tried to push away, she didnt want to be taken –If something was going to happen it was she who was going to be in control. “but” she began to think, “I can play them, I can use them to get that bitch” After all it had happened so often, guys were putty to her “they think with their dicks” she muttered “and hell I can have some fun when they do.”
The black guy pulled her by her hips. "Look at him, look at the guy over there he wants to suck on your tits, " he ran his hands up to just under her armpits and rubbed his finger over the blonde’s breasts and whispered "that thought makes me hard. Just think of him ogling you, whats running through his mind, what he wants to do to you and what he wants to see you doing to that slut over there."
The blonde turned and looked at the guy the black had pointed out to her.. He smiled, his eyes dropped and ran over her body. The blonde smiled back, this was more like it, she had some attention again. She looked across at her brunette foe, still struggling, still red faced, still angry. She stepped back teasing the black behind her, wiggling her ass into his groin. "That's it babe, you show that fat brunette bitch who's the winner now, she might have beaten you in a fight but you're the one whose got the guys looking at you, you’re the one with them wanting you, you’re the one they want to fuck" the black whispered.
The blonde smirked, winked at the guy who was holding the brunette and stroked her own nipples. She knew she was the better woman. The guy holding her was right, the guys wanted to fuck her not the brunette. And that was the way it should be and that was how she was going to get her own back
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