A Girl's Night Out! - Part One

By Tustin

I guess it wasn’t a nice thing to do, but I get so horny watching a guy get beat up. And he did get a pretty good blow job out of it. Well, at least part of a really good blowjob. Looking at this guy, I bet I am the hottest girl he has ever put his dick in. Of course, his 30 seconds of sucking came with a price.

I was bored one Saturday afternoon since my boyfriend was off at work. He typically gets off about 5 on Saturdays, so I had a couple hours to kill. There was a new bar just opened in the next town over, so decided to go check it out.

It looked OK from the outside, with a handful of decent cars outside. But it was not that great of a place, and had a crowd that didn’t appeal to me. I decided to stay for a beer or two.

“Hey there, hot stuff,” a voice said from behind me. “What’s a cute thing like you doing here?”

Not only was it a pathetic pick-up line, but it was delivered by a very unattractive guy.

“I ' m Tim,” he continued since I didn’t respond. “Can I buy you a beer?”

Well, a free beer is a free beer. “Okay,” I said. “But just one.”

He sat down next to me, and we chatted a little, but he was incredibly boring and rude. Even after we finished the beer, he stayed and tried to talk to me.

At first I was really annoyed with him, but then I felt a twinge of excitement deep inside as I thought of this guy being pummeled by my hunky boyfriend. I felt my moisture grow as he talked, with my mind focused on what his face would look like after my boy beat him with his fists, and wondering if there would be any of those brown teeth left in his mouth. I let m y legs open a little, and leaned into him so he could see my cleavage better. My nipples were hard and sensitive, and my pussy was on fire. I thought of the way he would grunt as each punch landed, and how he would beg for mercy, and there would be none.

“Let’s go to my place,” I said to him softly. “I think your dreams just came true.”

“Oh my god,” he panted grossly. “This is awesome!”

He didn’t have a car, so I drove him to my place. It was about 4:30 when we got back, so Mike, my boy, would be home in about half an hour.

As soon as we got in the door, I began unbuttoning his shirt.

“No one’s home,” I said. “And I want you naked. N ow.”

He helped me get his shirt, shoes, socks, and pants off, which we threw in a heap next to the door. I slipped his briefs off, and laid them neatly on the top of the pile. They would be the first thing that Mike would see when he walked in. I don’t know which got me hotter, the thought of Mike going into an out-of-control rage, or seeing the first punch land in Tim’s gut.

“Let’s go upstairs to my bedroom,” I purred. “I want to show you what my mouth can do.”

We got to the bedroom, and I pushed him onto the bed. I knelt on the floor, and began handling his balls and penis. After a couple minutes of light stroking, I guess it got as big as it was going to get. Not much for a dick or balls, but Mike could still use them to inflict tremendous pain.

I began sucking his head, letting the strokes get longer and longer. Then we both heard the truck pull up outside .

“Who’s that?” Tim asked in a panic.

“A roommate,” I said matter-of-factly. “His name is Mike. You ' ll like him. He might stop by to introduce himself.”

I continued to suck, and Tim relaxed again, and began moaning softly.

The front door opened, and I heard Mike blurt out a, “What the fuck ? ”

Mike bounded up the stairs, taking three steps at a time. Tim tried to sit up, but I pushed his chest back to the bed. My lips were still around Tim as Mike flew into the room.

“You little bastard!” Mike shouted at Tim. “I am going to crush you ! Nobody mouth - fucks my girlfriend ! ”

I jumped off Tim as Mike grabbed him by the hair and pulled him off the bed and to his feet. Tim was petrified, with a look of total panic and terror on his face. I laughed outloud at the sight, and felt my lips vibrate as I anticipated the first blow!

...to be continued!