Girl's Club Night - Part Two!

“Jack off and show these hot women how losers have to satisfy themselves.”

By Tustin

...continued from Part One!

The men took their fighting positions and began sparring and circling, looking for an opening. Soon they are punching and kicking and wrestling with all their power.  The sound of every hit reverberates through the building, and then the groan as the pain of the blow quickly sets in.  Both fighters are cut, and bleed from their noses and from above the eyes.  After about 10 minutes, the fighters are exhausted, and it becomes a battle to see who can stay up.  Suddenly, one of the men takes a quick glance at Jane and me, and we see the power return to his face.  Even through the blood we catch the twinkle in his eye, and can feel his determination to have us.

He coiled down to a power stance, and like a rattle snake he springs, and brings his bare foot into the side of the other man’s face, landing a direct hit to his jaw.  The sound of crushing bone mixes with the low guttural whimper of the victim.  Our guy steps back, and them flies forward, landing punch after bunch into the other man’s belly.  When he bends over, our guy crashes a knee into his face to encourage him to stand back up, and then wails several more punches into his soft defenseless stomach.

“No more,” the loser squeakes out.  “No more,” as his voice trails off and he falls to his knees.

The bouncer tosses the winner a damp towel, and he cleans himself up as much as he can.  It’s amazing how refreshed he looked.  He motioned to us to get up, and we walked to him.

Without saying a word, Jane and I started undoing his pants, and took them off.  Jane put her fingers in the waistband of this shorts, but his hand stopper her.  “Just wait,” he said calmly. “There is something I need to do.”

The winner grabbed one of the empty chairs, and set it so that it faced where we were going to suck him.  He grabbed the loser, lifted him by the hair, and tossed him into the chair.  In this position, he got a front row seat to our blowjob, but us girls and the crowd got a good view of him, too.

"Strip! Or I’ll continue the beating.”

“Strip!” the winner said to him.  “Or I’ll continue the beating.”

While remaining seated, the loser complied, taking off his bluejeans, and then his shorts.  He was totally naked now.  “Now masterbate,” the winner said firmly.  “Jack off and show these hot women how losers have to satisfy themselves.”

The loser hesitated, and the winner lurched forward, and in one motion held his hair back, and landed a hard punch into the loser’s stomach.  And then another.  And another.  The loser was gasping for air, and looked like he was going to puke.  “Masturbate.   NOW!!”  the winner commanded.

The loser grabbed his flaccid dick, and began stroking it.  We all watched as he struggled to get it hard, and even when he finally got it up, the laughter and chuckles could be heard throughout the room.

...to be concluded!