By
Derek
.. .continued from Part One!
About a year later, Louisa and I were in a bar and two men started rowing. It got very heated and they both decided to step outside and sort it out with their fists. Everyone tumbled outside to watch the forthcoming fight.
Louisa was first apprehensive, but then she practically dragged me out to watch the fight; I knew she was really aroused at the prospect. As they slipped off their jackets and squared up to one another, I put my arms around her shoulders and held her close to me, as much to protect her from the jostling crowd as anything. I could feel her trembling with sexual excitement. It was summer and she was only wearing a short, thin cotton dress with a tiny Calvin Klein G string beneath, so I thought she was trembling with fear. I asked if she wanted to go, but she hurriedly said “ yes ” with anticipation.
Encouraged by the crowd, blows were exchanged. Louisa put her hands up to her face as if horrified by the display in front of her, but I noticed her eyes were fixed keenly on the two men. I realised that her body was not shaking with fear or cold, but trembling with excitement. She was relishing the spectacle in front of her. She wanted to see a good fight between two men, and it has to be said, she got one.
The fight lasted about five minutes. They were both young and in good shape, able to give and receive considerable punishment. The crowd was cheering them on and this encouraged them further. One started to get the better of the other, forcing him with blows against the pub wall. He gave one punch which hit the other's nose, causing blood to spurt over his face and onto his assailant’s fist. At this, Louisa gave an excited little squeal, like a puppy!
I looked at her and her mouth was turned upwards into a sweetly sadistic smile and her eyes were wide open full of blood lust!
Small breasted, she didn't need a bra, but I noticed that her nipples were erect and protruding through the flimsy cotton dress. I realised that she was not only relishing every single moment of the brutality taking place directly in front of her, she was getting sexually aroused by it. As I felt her body quiver with excitement under my arms and watched her face light up with blood lust, I found myself getting turned on.
I pulled her gently against me, her cute little bottom pressing into my crotch, and I found myself getting an erection. The fight was resolved when the one who was winning started to pummel the other around the face, forcing him down. His face was covered in bruises and blood. Louisa, was beside herself, started squirming with excitement, forcing her bottom into my crotch even further. She started giggling nervously as the blows rained down and then she shouted out, " Finish Him off! Hit him harder! Kill Him !"
God! She was in heaven... and so was I.
.. .continued from Part One!
About a year later, Louisa and I were in a bar and two men started rowing. It got very heated and they both decided to step outside and sort it out with their fists. Everyone tumbled outside to watch the forthcoming fight.
Louisa was first apprehensive, but then she practically dragged me out to watch the fight; I knew she was really aroused at the prospect. As they slipped off their jackets and squared up to one another, I put my arms around her shoulders and held her close to me, as much to protect her from the jostling crowd as anything. I could feel her trembling with sexual excitement. It was summer and she was only wearing a short, thin cotton dress with a tiny Calvin Klein G string beneath, so I thought she was trembling with fear. I asked if she wanted to go, but she hurriedly said “ yes ” with anticipation.
Encouraged by the crowd, blows were exchanged. Louisa put her hands up to her face as if horrified by the display in front of her, but I noticed her eyes were fixed keenly on the two men. I realised that her body was not shaking with fear or cold, but trembling with excitement. She was relishing the spectacle in front of her. She wanted to see a good fight between two men, and it has to be said, she got one.
The fight lasted about five minutes. They were both young and in good shape, able to give and receive considerable punishment. The crowd was cheering them on and this encouraged them further. One started to get the better of the other, forcing him with blows against the pub wall. He gave one punch which hit the other's nose, causing blood to spurt over his face and onto his assailant’s fist. At this, Louisa gave an excited little squeal, like a puppy!
I looked at her and her mouth was turned upwards into a sweetly sadistic smile and her eyes were wide open full of blood lust!
Small breasted, she didn't need a bra, but I noticed that her nipples were erect and protruding through the flimsy cotton dress. I realised that she was not only relishing every single moment of the brutality taking place directly in front of her, she was getting sexually aroused by it. As I felt her body quiver with excitement under my arms and watched her face light up with blood lust, I found myself getting turned on.
I pulled her gently against me, her cute little bottom pressing into my crotch, and I found myself getting an erection. The fight was resolved when the one who was winning started to pummel the other around the face, forcing him down. His face was covered in bruises and blood. Louisa, was beside herself, started squirming with excitement, forcing her bottom into my crotch even further. She started giggling nervously as the blows rained down and then she shouted out, " Finish Him off! Hit him harder! Kill Him !"
God! She was in heaven... and so was I.
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