08-04-2008, 08:11 AM
A Jerk Gets His Written by Ace
Mike was the kind of guy mothers warned their daughters about. He was a senior in high school and something of a ladies man (at least in his own mind). He was on the football team, expending just enough effort to acquire the big "J" for Jefferson High on his letter jacket. Mostly he thought about girls and how to enjoy them. He didn't have a real "girl friend" because that would have required commitment. He was of average build, about 5"10" and weighing 170. He prided himself on his body, but did the bare minimum of calisthenics and other exercises required by his coaches. On the beach he always wore tight, hip hugging swim trunks that (he supposed) showed his assets to the max.
On a warm September afternoon, the California sun was basking him in its glow when he noticed a new girl on the beach near him. She was really stacked, he thought to himself, her long blonde hair flowing down her back. The tiny bikini she wore revealed soft curves everywhere. He then recalled her name. She was Mari, the younger sister of that stuck-up brunette Sam. He had never liked Samantha because she had never been attracted to his obvious charms, and in fact had refused when he asked her out. He watched Mari closely and plotted his strategy.
Mari was enjoying her freedom--she had driven to the beach using her learner's permit, and was celebrating her new status as a driver by frolicking in the sun in her new bikini. Actually, she was a bit self conscious--the tiny top and brief bikini panties revealed more of her than she felt comfortable with. She had really blossomed the past year, and now had turned into a lovely young lady. She knew Sam would not approve of the way she looked, but...Sam wasn't here.
Mike walked over to Mari and sat down beside her. He was the essence of politeness, buying her a soda, telling her about his importance to the football team. Mari bought it all. She had very little experience with boys and was feeling very flattered that a senior would talk with her. As it began to get dark on the now empty beach, Mari said she had to be getting home. Mike helped her with her things, and they began to walk to her car, cutting behind the deserted life guard house. "Bye", said Mari, turning to go to her car. "Bye, is that all I get?" said Mike standing in the path. Confused, Mari stood still as Mike stepped near and gave her a kiss. "I've got to go now," she repeated, and tried to walk around Mike. He roughly grabbed her arm and pulled her into him, giving her a long, hard kiss. Mari pulled away. Mike again grabbed the 15-year-old and pulled her into another embrace. She slapped his face, her nails leaving thin welts of blood on his face. Mike was furious and told her that nobody refused him. Her response was to slap him again and make a dash toward her car.
Mike quickly caught her and backed her up against the side of the lifeguard house. He again approached and was met by a kick aimed at his groin. He was able to turn just in time, but still absorbed enough of the kick to make him gasp and grab himself. Mari stepped around him and would have made it to safety had she not slipped and fallen. Mike was on her like a cat, grabbed her arm and threw her against the wall. As the stunned girl was standing there, hands at her side, he drove a vicious punch than landed right above the girl's belly button. "OOUGGHH", she moaned.
She had never felt such pain. She bent over, holding herself. Mike then punched the defenseless girl twice in her midsection with powerful uppercuts. She was almost lifted off her feet by the force of the blows. She never seen much reason for gym work, and her stomach, although flat, was soft and pliable. The girl stood gagging and groaning, trying to breathe. Mike forced her back to the wall and braced her with an arm across her chest. With his free hand he pummeled her belly. The belly that looked so sexy and curvy when Mari was walking along the beach was now a soft target for Mike's right fist. He dug into the young girl on her belly button, "OOUUUGGH", and below her navel, "UUGGGHHH", "UUGGGNNNNN", "AUUUUUGGHHHH". The only thing keeping Mari standing was Mike's fist buried in her belly. After several punches he let her fall. She slid to a sitting position against the wall. Mike knelt beside her and said, "I bet you really liked that, didn't you? Anyway, just remember you don't ever slap me." Before he left, he drove his bare foot into her stomach. "OOOUUFFF"
After a few minutes, Mari pulled herself together and staggered, sobbing to her car. She drove home and quietly walked up the back stairs to the second floor where Mari and Sam had their rooms. Sam heard her enter her room and called out, "You're late for dinner, geek". A few minutes later, Sam heard soft sobbing from Mari's room and entered to investigate. She found Mari still in her bikini, lying in a fetal position on her bed. Sam demanded an explanation. After Mari had told her what had happened, Sam looked at her battered belly. "Should we call 911?", Mari asked. "No, I've got a better plan", said Sam. The two girls discussed the plan, and Mari took a long hot bath and went to bed.
After a couple days, Mari felt better, and her bruises were just about healed. One reason for her quick recovery was the plan Sam had devised. Sam had always watched out for her little sister who sometimes acted and spoke without the benefit of much thought. Sam was direct, assertive, and not afraid to stand up for what she believed in. She also lived the "Eye for an eye" philosophy. So when Mari came home beaten by Mike, it was crystal clear to Sam what had to be done.
Accordingly, Sam had Mari call Mike and give him some garbage about how much she enjoyed talking to him, how their "little problem" was all her fault, that she really liked kissing him, and how cute he was, etc. The fool bought the whole scam, partly because Mari was good at it, and partly because he really wanted to believe it. With that build up, it was easy for him to agree to come over to Mari's the next night. Mari said that her parents would be out of town til late, and Sam would be at a girlfriend's house 'til 11:00. Maybe they could "get to know each other better." Mike was already going over in his mind what he would be able to tell his friends about his latest conquest.
The next night, Mike showed up about 7:00 dressed in jeans and a button up shirt that he strategically left half-unbuttoned to give Mari an early peek at his chest and abs. When Mari answered the door, she was dress in hip-hugger shorts and a tee shirt that had been tied just under her breasts. She looked great to Mike, and the bruises around her navel hardly showed. She looked so delicious, he was almost sorry he had to beat her up. Almost.
Mari led him down to the family room, which served the dual purpose as a workout area for the sisters, with various equipment visible in one corner. After some small talk, Mike cut right to the chase and told Mari how much he had been thinking about her, and how sorry he was about what had happened. He reached out and began playing with Mari's belly, caressing her belly button, and pressing his hand gently into her belly. He then pulled her toward him and tried to kiss her. Her attitude instantly changed as she backed away telling him that she wouldn't kiss him if he was the only boy in the world. "Why you little tramp," he began, only to be stopped by a firm voice behind him, "That's enough of that". It was Sam, striding into the room. Mike was so surprised he didn't see or didn't notice that Sam was wearing leather driving gloves and was holding something in her right hand. "What are you doing here? Don't interfere", Mike said menacingly.
"I'm here because I wanted to see someone who beats up 15 year old girls; and now that I'm here, I'm not impressed,"Sam taunted. "Are you gonna' do something about it", Mike said as he walked toward Sam. "You're not worth my time, pencil d..." responded Sam with a sneer. All this was too much for Mike and he lunged at Sam, his fist cocked for a punch. Suddenly Sam revealed what she held in her gloved hand, and pointed it toward Mike and sprayed its contents in his face. "AEEEIIIYY", Mike screamed as the pepper spray found his eyes. He blundered around like a drunken sailor, sobbing and holding his eyes with his hands. Sam watched him for a few seconds, and when he stopped walking around, it was easy for her to rip off his shirt. He didn't seem to notice, so focused was he on the pain in his eyes. He soon had more pain to contend with as Sam punched him twice in the middle of his stomach. "UUGGHH" "OOUUGGH" Mike's stomach was not at all ready, and Sam's fists forced much of Mike's wind out of him. The driving gloves Sam wore provided some protection as Sam gave the boy an uppercut to the chin and a sharp right just under his left eye. Mike staggered back, confused and nearly stunned, still trying unsuccessfully to see. Sam relentlessly stalked Mike and powered two more punches to his mid-section. Sam was quite an imposing figure:5'9 or 10, and weighed about 140. Her weight was distributed in such a way as to fool most people who thought she must weigh ten pounds less. Her brunette hair complimented the dark tan she picked up at the beach jogging and playing volleyball. Today she wore yellow jogging shorts and a cut off tee. She looked strong, assured, and dangerous. She prepared to give Mike something to take his mind off his eyes.
Sam called Mike's girlfriend, Cindy, and told her that Mike had something for her at Sam and Mari's. She thought that was a strange message and asked if Mike was there. Sam told her that Mike was there, but couldn't come to the phone. Cindy said se would be there in a few minutes.
Sam and Mari dragged the groggy Mike to his feet and managed to tie him to one of the ceiling supports in the basement den. While he was tied there, slowly regaining consciousness, the sisters sat down to tuna and cheese sandwiches. About the time they finished eating, Cindy showed up. Sam brought her downstairs, where the first thing she saw was her boyfriend, dressed in only his briefs, tied to a pole. Sam locked the door.
"What is going on here?" Cindy asked. Mike starter to mumble out an answer, but Sam cut him off and told the story to Cindy. Instead of becoming angry with Mike, Cindy went to him and began to untie him, telling Mike that she would take him home and make him feel better. "Just a minute," Mari ordered,"You're not going anywhere yet." "Who's going to stop me--You, you little b...?" Cindy snarled. "You're d. right," Mari responded as she tightened Mike's restraints. Cindy who was about the same size as Mari, although a year older, pushed Mari hard to the floor, and turned to help Mike. Mari jumped up and tackled Cindy. The two rolled around on the floor, each grasping at the other's hair and trying to slap the other's face. Mari finally wound up on top and was able to get off a clean punch that landed right between Cindy's eyes. The hard punch combined with the force of her head being smashed against the hard floor was enough to dim Cindy's lights. Moaning, Cindy was dragged to her feet by Sam. She stood there, blinking back to consciousness. With a knowing nod between the sisters, Sam pulled Cindy's shorts down while Mari unbuttoned and took off Cindy's shirt. "Hey, what are you ... "UUMMPH" Mari had jabbed Cindy in her stomach. She put her hands down and staggered back into Sam, who promptly grabbed her arms and held them tight. Mari wasted no time as she punched Cindy twice more, in her stomach. "OOMMPH", "OOOUUGH"
Cindy weighed about 125 and at 5'7" was a real looker. At school, she favored outfits that showed off her full breasts and a few inches just above and below her belly button. Cindy was not fat, but had never seen any reason to jog, go he gym or really ever do much that might tone her body. As a result she had a nice 17 year old body that in a few years would quickly go to bags and sags without those teenage muscles holding things in pace. So when Mari punched her stomach, the fists encountered little resistance.
Cindy was swearing between breaths and struggling to get away. Mari stopped that by pulling her bra up over her breasts and slapping each tittie. Cindy started to scream, but a jab to the mouth put an end to that. "Go to her belly, she looks soft there", suggested Sam. Like an obedient sister, Mari switched her attack to Cindy's unprotected belly.
A quick punch to the navel,"UUUMMMPH", a left to the side of her navel, "OOUUGGHH", and a hard uppecut just below the belly button, "UUGGGNNN" revealed just how soft Cindy was. The punches just buried into her belly. "Now, are you ready to do as you're told?", Mari asked. Cindy muttered that she was, and Sam pushed her over to stand just in front of Mike. "Now, punch him in the belly", Sam ordered. "No, I won't", Cindy refused. Mari quickly pinioned her arms behind her, and Sam delivered an uppercut just below the navel, "OOUUGGNN" Sam punched her again, harder, in the same place". "UUUGGGNNN" Sam could feel her fist displacing Cindy's guts as her fist entered below the girl's navel and traveled upward. "Now, punch him", Sam demanded. Trembling Cindy drove a medium punch into Mike's belly button. Mike groaned and swore at his girlfriend. "Again", said Mari. "No", Cindy responded, only to receive a tit punch from each side. "OOOHH". "PUNCH HIM", Sam yelled; and Cindy approached Mike. She cocked her arm and punched him hard just above the belly button. "OUUUGH, you b....". Disbelieving what he said, she just stood there. "Again", Mari said. This time Cindy punched him twice just below his navel. She seemed to put more force behind the punches, and dug into the boy's wide open gut. "UUUGGGNNN"
The sisters decided that Mike had had enough punishment and told him to take his fat girlfriend with him and never speak to either of them again. Mike and Cindy struggled into their clothes and left, vowing revenge from the safety of Cindy's car as it drove away.
Mike was the kind of guy mothers warned their daughters about. He was a senior in high school and something of a ladies man (at least in his own mind). He was on the football team, expending just enough effort to acquire the big "J" for Jefferson High on his letter jacket. Mostly he thought about girls and how to enjoy them. He didn't have a real "girl friend" because that would have required commitment. He was of average build, about 5"10" and weighing 170. He prided himself on his body, but did the bare minimum of calisthenics and other exercises required by his coaches. On the beach he always wore tight, hip hugging swim trunks that (he supposed) showed his assets to the max.
On a warm September afternoon, the California sun was basking him in its glow when he noticed a new girl on the beach near him. She was really stacked, he thought to himself, her long blonde hair flowing down her back. The tiny bikini she wore revealed soft curves everywhere. He then recalled her name. She was Mari, the younger sister of that stuck-up brunette Sam. He had never liked Samantha because she had never been attracted to his obvious charms, and in fact had refused when he asked her out. He watched Mari closely and plotted his strategy.
Mari was enjoying her freedom--she had driven to the beach using her learner's permit, and was celebrating her new status as a driver by frolicking in the sun in her new bikini. Actually, she was a bit self conscious--the tiny top and brief bikini panties revealed more of her than she felt comfortable with. She had really blossomed the past year, and now had turned into a lovely young lady. She knew Sam would not approve of the way she looked, but...Sam wasn't here.
Mike walked over to Mari and sat down beside her. He was the essence of politeness, buying her a soda, telling her about his importance to the football team. Mari bought it all. She had very little experience with boys and was feeling very flattered that a senior would talk with her. As it began to get dark on the now empty beach, Mari said she had to be getting home. Mike helped her with her things, and they began to walk to her car, cutting behind the deserted life guard house. "Bye", said Mari, turning to go to her car. "Bye, is that all I get?" said Mike standing in the path. Confused, Mari stood still as Mike stepped near and gave her a kiss. "I've got to go now," she repeated, and tried to walk around Mike. He roughly grabbed her arm and pulled her into him, giving her a long, hard kiss. Mari pulled away. Mike again grabbed the 15-year-old and pulled her into another embrace. She slapped his face, her nails leaving thin welts of blood on his face. Mike was furious and told her that nobody refused him. Her response was to slap him again and make a dash toward her car.
Mike quickly caught her and backed her up against the side of the lifeguard house. He again approached and was met by a kick aimed at his groin. He was able to turn just in time, but still absorbed enough of the kick to make him gasp and grab himself. Mari stepped around him and would have made it to safety had she not slipped and fallen. Mike was on her like a cat, grabbed her arm and threw her against the wall. As the stunned girl was standing there, hands at her side, he drove a vicious punch than landed right above the girl's belly button. "OOUGGHH", she moaned.
She had never felt such pain. She bent over, holding herself. Mike then punched the defenseless girl twice in her midsection with powerful uppercuts. She was almost lifted off her feet by the force of the blows. She never seen much reason for gym work, and her stomach, although flat, was soft and pliable. The girl stood gagging and groaning, trying to breathe. Mike forced her back to the wall and braced her with an arm across her chest. With his free hand he pummeled her belly. The belly that looked so sexy and curvy when Mari was walking along the beach was now a soft target for Mike's right fist. He dug into the young girl on her belly button, "OOUUUGGH", and below her navel, "UUGGGHHH", "UUGGGNNNNN", "AUUUUUGGHHHH". The only thing keeping Mari standing was Mike's fist buried in her belly. After several punches he let her fall. She slid to a sitting position against the wall. Mike knelt beside her and said, "I bet you really liked that, didn't you? Anyway, just remember you don't ever slap me." Before he left, he drove his bare foot into her stomach. "OOOUUFFF"
After a few minutes, Mari pulled herself together and staggered, sobbing to her car. She drove home and quietly walked up the back stairs to the second floor where Mari and Sam had their rooms. Sam heard her enter her room and called out, "You're late for dinner, geek". A few minutes later, Sam heard soft sobbing from Mari's room and entered to investigate. She found Mari still in her bikini, lying in a fetal position on her bed. Sam demanded an explanation. After Mari had told her what had happened, Sam looked at her battered belly. "Should we call 911?", Mari asked. "No, I've got a better plan", said Sam. The two girls discussed the plan, and Mari took a long hot bath and went to bed.
After a couple days, Mari felt better, and her bruises were just about healed. One reason for her quick recovery was the plan Sam had devised. Sam had always watched out for her little sister who sometimes acted and spoke without the benefit of much thought. Sam was direct, assertive, and not afraid to stand up for what she believed in. She also lived the "Eye for an eye" philosophy. So when Mari came home beaten by Mike, it was crystal clear to Sam what had to be done.
Accordingly, Sam had Mari call Mike and give him some garbage about how much she enjoyed talking to him, how their "little problem" was all her fault, that she really liked kissing him, and how cute he was, etc. The fool bought the whole scam, partly because Mari was good at it, and partly because he really wanted to believe it. With that build up, it was easy for him to agree to come over to Mari's the next night. Mari said that her parents would be out of town til late, and Sam would be at a girlfriend's house 'til 11:00. Maybe they could "get to know each other better." Mike was already going over in his mind what he would be able to tell his friends about his latest conquest.
The next night, Mike showed up about 7:00 dressed in jeans and a button up shirt that he strategically left half-unbuttoned to give Mari an early peek at his chest and abs. When Mari answered the door, she was dress in hip-hugger shorts and a tee shirt that had been tied just under her breasts. She looked great to Mike, and the bruises around her navel hardly showed. She looked so delicious, he was almost sorry he had to beat her up. Almost.
Mari led him down to the family room, which served the dual purpose as a workout area for the sisters, with various equipment visible in one corner. After some small talk, Mike cut right to the chase and told Mari how much he had been thinking about her, and how sorry he was about what had happened. He reached out and began playing with Mari's belly, caressing her belly button, and pressing his hand gently into her belly. He then pulled her toward him and tried to kiss her. Her attitude instantly changed as she backed away telling him that she wouldn't kiss him if he was the only boy in the world. "Why you little tramp," he began, only to be stopped by a firm voice behind him, "That's enough of that". It was Sam, striding into the room. Mike was so surprised he didn't see or didn't notice that Sam was wearing leather driving gloves and was holding something in her right hand. "What are you doing here? Don't interfere", Mike said menacingly.
"I'm here because I wanted to see someone who beats up 15 year old girls; and now that I'm here, I'm not impressed,"Sam taunted. "Are you gonna' do something about it", Mike said as he walked toward Sam. "You're not worth my time, pencil d..." responded Sam with a sneer. All this was too much for Mike and he lunged at Sam, his fist cocked for a punch. Suddenly Sam revealed what she held in her gloved hand, and pointed it toward Mike and sprayed its contents in his face. "AEEEIIIYY", Mike screamed as the pepper spray found his eyes. He blundered around like a drunken sailor, sobbing and holding his eyes with his hands. Sam watched him for a few seconds, and when he stopped walking around, it was easy for her to rip off his shirt. He didn't seem to notice, so focused was he on the pain in his eyes. He soon had more pain to contend with as Sam punched him twice in the middle of his stomach. "UUGGHH" "OOUUGGH" Mike's stomach was not at all ready, and Sam's fists forced much of Mike's wind out of him. The driving gloves Sam wore provided some protection as Sam gave the boy an uppercut to the chin and a sharp right just under his left eye. Mike staggered back, confused and nearly stunned, still trying unsuccessfully to see. Sam relentlessly stalked Mike and powered two more punches to his mid-section. Sam was quite an imposing figure:5'9 or 10, and weighed about 140. Her weight was distributed in such a way as to fool most people who thought she must weigh ten pounds less. Her brunette hair complimented the dark tan she picked up at the beach jogging and playing volleyball. Today she wore yellow jogging shorts and a cut off tee. She looked strong, assured, and dangerous. She prepared to give Mike something to take his mind off his eyes.
Sam called Mike's girlfriend, Cindy, and told her that Mike had something for her at Sam and Mari's. She thought that was a strange message and asked if Mike was there. Sam told her that Mike was there, but couldn't come to the phone. Cindy said se would be there in a few minutes.
Sam and Mari dragged the groggy Mike to his feet and managed to tie him to one of the ceiling supports in the basement den. While he was tied there, slowly regaining consciousness, the sisters sat down to tuna and cheese sandwiches. About the time they finished eating, Cindy showed up. Sam brought her downstairs, where the first thing she saw was her boyfriend, dressed in only his briefs, tied to a pole. Sam locked the door.
"What is going on here?" Cindy asked. Mike starter to mumble out an answer, but Sam cut him off and told the story to Cindy. Instead of becoming angry with Mike, Cindy went to him and began to untie him, telling Mike that she would take him home and make him feel better. "Just a minute," Mari ordered,"You're not going anywhere yet." "Who's going to stop me--You, you little b...?" Cindy snarled. "You're d. right," Mari responded as she tightened Mike's restraints. Cindy who was about the same size as Mari, although a year older, pushed Mari hard to the floor, and turned to help Mike. Mari jumped up and tackled Cindy. The two rolled around on the floor, each grasping at the other's hair and trying to slap the other's face. Mari finally wound up on top and was able to get off a clean punch that landed right between Cindy's eyes. The hard punch combined with the force of her head being smashed against the hard floor was enough to dim Cindy's lights. Moaning, Cindy was dragged to her feet by Sam. She stood there, blinking back to consciousness. With a knowing nod between the sisters, Sam pulled Cindy's shorts down while Mari unbuttoned and took off Cindy's shirt. "Hey, what are you ... "UUMMPH" Mari had jabbed Cindy in her stomach. She put her hands down and staggered back into Sam, who promptly grabbed her arms and held them tight. Mari wasted no time as she punched Cindy twice more, in her stomach. "OOMMPH", "OOOUUGH"
Cindy weighed about 125 and at 5'7" was a real looker. At school, she favored outfits that showed off her full breasts and a few inches just above and below her belly button. Cindy was not fat, but had never seen any reason to jog, go he gym or really ever do much that might tone her body. As a result she had a nice 17 year old body that in a few years would quickly go to bags and sags without those teenage muscles holding things in pace. So when Mari punched her stomach, the fists encountered little resistance.
Cindy was swearing between breaths and struggling to get away. Mari stopped that by pulling her bra up over her breasts and slapping each tittie. Cindy started to scream, but a jab to the mouth put an end to that. "Go to her belly, she looks soft there", suggested Sam. Like an obedient sister, Mari switched her attack to Cindy's unprotected belly.
A quick punch to the navel,"UUUMMMPH", a left to the side of her navel, "OOUUGGHH", and a hard uppecut just below the belly button, "UUGGGNNN" revealed just how soft Cindy was. The punches just buried into her belly. "Now, are you ready to do as you're told?", Mari asked. Cindy muttered that she was, and Sam pushed her over to stand just in front of Mike. "Now, punch him in the belly", Sam ordered. "No, I won't", Cindy refused. Mari quickly pinioned her arms behind her, and Sam delivered an uppercut just below the navel, "OOUUGGNN" Sam punched her again, harder, in the same place". "UUUGGGNNN" Sam could feel her fist displacing Cindy's guts as her fist entered below the girl's navel and traveled upward. "Now, punch him", Sam demanded. Trembling Cindy drove a medium punch into Mike's belly button. Mike groaned and swore at his girlfriend. "Again", said Mari. "No", Cindy responded, only to receive a tit punch from each side. "OOOHH". "PUNCH HIM", Sam yelled; and Cindy approached Mike. She cocked her arm and punched him hard just above the belly button. "OUUUGH, you b....". Disbelieving what he said, she just stood there. "Again", Mari said. This time Cindy punched him twice just below his navel. She seemed to put more force behind the punches, and dug into the boy's wide open gut. "UUUGGGNNN"
The sisters decided that Mike had had enough punishment and told him to take his fat girlfriend with him and never speak to either of them again. Mike and Cindy struggled into their clothes and left, vowing revenge from the safety of Cindy's car as it drove away.