The stocky guy remembered how a few months ago he had seen a similar scene with this brunette slut. He had been with some friends on this same beach doing nothing much –a bit of swimming a bit of drinking a bit of flirting. He had had his eye on a pretty blonde who had an enormous bun of hair. If she had let it out, the man thought it would have reached down to her feet. She was at the beach lying on a towel perhaps pretending to read, but really eyeing the scene, the guys the girls, the whole crowd and what was going on, she looked a little shy , but there was an invitation there to someone to come and chat to her, and that was an invitation he was about to take up.
He remembered that just about the time he was going to put that thought into action that this same big brunette bitch walked past. Anyone could tell she was in a foul mood- but then she usually was. She took one look at the girl with the massive hair and smirked. she seemed to be sizing her up for something. Then she stepped very close and -surely not by accident - tripped and almost fell. As she did so a stream of sand hit the blonde with the bun right in the face. The long haired girl gasped, she had probably got a mouthful of sand and sand in her eyes and everywhere.
The hair girl-what else could you call her, he had wondered, shook herself. She sat up the brunette glared at her. Anyone could see the brunette wanted a fight. She had sized the blonde as being weak. But the guy had wondered was she weak, did she have some charecter behind the hair.
He remembered when the brunette bent down a bit "Oh I am sorry for making a mess of you."
The hair girl looked up, she shook herself again "Well yeah, and you should watch your step more closely. You don’t own the beach its not me. Its kids you could hurt some kid."
The brunette looked down 'worried about kids are you, got any yourself ? I don’t think so that bun is so impractical. No mum in fact no one who is really doing anything with their life would have a hairdo like that." The brunette moved closer.
The hair girl got to her knees and then slowly up to her feet. The whole beach- there was a crowd watching now- could see she hated this scene, this trashy woman standing in front of her and abusing her. No, the stocky guy shook his head, no he remembered it wasn't the same as it was with the blonde who was squirming over the brunette’s knee- this blonde had given as good as she got, this blonde had been busting for the fight, this blonde was as gross a bitch as the brunette. But the hair girl hadn’t wanted to be there. But at the same time the stocky guy remembered she tried to stand up for herself -she hadn’t wanted to lose too much face –not in front of the crowd. "Hey why insult me, you spray sand on me then you call me names what’s with you girl?
"Hey girl there’s nothing with me, nothing that you being quiet and just minding your own business wouldn’t fix."
The hair girl flushed "but hey its you who sprayed sand into my face."
"Yeah and i apologised, its you who is making an issue of it now."
The stocky guy knew then that the brunette was playing the blonde, trying to reverse the situation. And the hair girl fell into her trap. "yeah well you should be more careful, like i said there are children around on the beach. Don’t walk into them."
The brunette stepped closer to the blonde."You telling me what to do?" her tone was menacing.
The hair girl seemed to shake a little. "Err no"
It seemed that the brunette knew she had her. She stepped even closer, 'well girl don’t mess with your betters'
The hair girl shook a little and mumbled something
“Oh tell us what you said I am sure we all want to hear your gems of wisdom"
The hair girl blushed 'nah its ok im ok its nothing"
The brunette closed on her. "What did you say girl?" The smaller girl backed away. the brunette closed on her grasping a strand of long blonde hair and using it to pull the blonde close to her. With her free hand the brunette seized the hair girls breast digging her fingers in. "What did you say girl?”
"Err nothing"
"Don’t lie" the brunette clawed the hair girl’s breast, she twisted the nipple. The hair girl squealed. The brunette twisted the hair she was holding round her hand and tugged again.
Anyone could see just how turned on the brunette was, her tits were almost popping out of her top, she was breathing heavily, she was turned on by bullying this girl.
The brunette tugged at the long haired blonde s hair, making the long haired blonde shake she almost lost her footing. By then a crowd had gathered round and were watching. Some were making noises about how the brunette should stop but no one intervened. The brunette looked round then tugged the blonde's bun hard. The blonde stumbled to her knees. "That’s right that’s where you belong isnt it girlie!" the brunette cackled. The stocky guy saw her belly shake as she had laughed.
Again he compared the scene now in front of him with the brunette spanking the blonde’s ass with the one he remembered. This time the brunette had had to fight hard, this time the blonde almost deserved what she was getting, she was a dirty fighter, biting throwing sand. Then the long haired girl had done nothing. She was just a victim, a plaything for the brunette. And the brunette was a total slut, a total bullying slut. Both times. He had wanted to fuck her then, he was determined to do so this time.
Again he remembered her picking on the long haired girl "So lil bitch you thought you would annoy me didn’t you? you thought you'd back answer me didn’t you? How wrong can you get!" she tugged at the hair again. "Come on its walkies time bitch!" The brunette pulled at a lock of hair the blonde fell onto her hands and knees. The brunette jerked her hair and the little blonde girl, crept along crawling after the brunette.
The guys had all watched speechless as the brunette slapped the kneeling girls ass "walkies" she pulled her hair and dragged her down to the water. "Come on bitch lets see you in the water. How does a bitch with long hair swim?”
He remembered how a few minutes later the two women had come back- the blonde still crawling on her knees, still with the brunette holding her long hair . But she was soaked and the brunette was even more aroused than before. The brunette had led the long haired girl up to one of the lightposts on the edge of the beach , tied her hair in a knot round the post and walked off, leaving the long haired girl whimpering.
The stocky guy shook his head, there was no way this brunette was going to walk off the beach today without being fucked till she whimpered like she had made that long haired girl. He looked down, at the scene before him, the blonde still spread over the big brunette's knee squealing from the slaps the solid bitch landed on the blonde's ass. He smiled,it was about time to intervene.
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