Cassie Gets Hers

Cassie Gets Hers By Soccer Boy Cassie had never fought another girl before and had been shocked, pleasantly, at how easy the victory over the slightly drunk Hispanic girl had been. She had grown up with brothers that were pretty physical with her and must have learned how to fight without being formally taught. When the girl had all but jumped her last week her reflexes took over and she easily countered and bloodied the girls nose with one punch ending the fight and making the girl cry. At 19, the tall, thin blond Cassie was 1-0 and feeling prideful about it. Little did she know that the girl that had been heavier and likely her age had friends - mean friends. Cassie had gone out for happy hour after a long week for her as and office manager. Her core of friends from high school all had gone to college while she left home and joined the work world planning on living large and eventually settling down to be a housewife. She had grown up poor and never developed much ambition. Her looks got her everything she ever wanted. Well, her looks and her huge tits that sprouted early and continued to grow into a hefty, round 34-d's. Yes, she saw this size breasts pretty frequently on the "dancing-girls", which she never aspired to be but hers were real and she took joy in how envious other girls were, as the boys in the dance clubs would ogle her. She expected a couple of her new friends from work to join her at O'Shea's soon but her cell phone went off. Tammy, the girl that was to drive her two friends there had been denied access to the car by her father. He let her use it to get back and forth to work but she had to get permission to use it at night. Permission had been denied for some silly reason that Tammy had blathered on and on about to the not listening Cassie. Cassie was already in full stride being asked to dance just about every minute and she was having fun being selective. She hung up the phone and decided to stay on her own. She had never gone solo and looked at it as a fun experience. She danced the next couple hours away allowing the boys to feed her drinks if she found them attractive. She was "kind" enough to dance with just about any guy that asked but would only let the "lookers" have a short stay with her over a drink that he had paid for. Well, she didn't dance with black guys but just about any other guy she would let have the thrill of seeing her huge melons sway back and forth as they danced. If the guy seemed especially aroused by her she would even spin around a little as she danced so that he could admire her narrow hips and bubbled ass cheeks molded from lots of time on the Stairmaster at the gym. She would move on quickly though wanting to build up a few suitors to pick from. She would give out her phone number to her favorite. She never went home with anyone. In spite of her popularity she was actually quit inexperienced when it came to sex having only let three guys have her and that was after much effort and time. It had been great each time since they had worked so hard to please her but she, in spite of her upbringing, had the sense to believe her future would be better served if she maintained her innocence in regards to sex until she met "Mr. Right" defined as a handsome man, kind of heart and large of wallet. Around 8:30pm she was startled by a heavy set woman taking a seat next to her and in a not very friendly tone demanded an explanation to why she had whooped her friend, Tonya, after trying to steal her boyfriend. Cassie figured Tonya was the girl she had fought but had no clue on where the boyfriend part came in. "I did not try to steal that skanks' boyfriend and she just about jumped me. She asked for it." Cassie said smugly sipping her Long Island Tea and feeling a step past tipsy in spite of all the dancing. "Okay bitch, don't deny it. She told me all about how you were posing for her boyfriend wanting some of his black meat." Cassie was floored. The event had taken place at the local lake. She rarely saw black people there since it was a place for drinking, partying and sunning. She didn't notice a black guy there on that day. This little fat bitch Tonya was making that part up. She had to be! Cassie just looked at the tough looking antagonist trying to not blink so much feeling her heart race with some fear and much bewilderment. The woman, about 25 or so, named Julie, stood up and said, "I am here to settle the score. You want me to beat your ass right here in front of everyone or should I come back at closing time and we can go in the parking lot?" Cassie looked at the woman, hesitated as she tried to think of something to say and then finally got out, "I am not going to fight you," as the woman gestured with her hands and shoulders shrugging at the delay in the answer. "Yes you are. I will be waiting for you outside at closing time." Cassie felt her heart race as she watched the woman that was about her same height but bigger boned get up and walk out with the firm walk of a man. Cassie is 5'6" and weighs 120 (remember, a lot of weight in her chest) and the same height woman had to go a buck fifty and looked strong, weathered like maybe she helped with construction or something. Cassie gulped her drink down and ordered another that she actually paid for herself. She declined a couple dance offers and looked outside. She had no intention of hanging around until closing time. It was already dark and nearly 9 pm. She quickly finished her drink over just about five minutes and then decided to get out and home. The thought did cross her mind that this mean looking woman had located her and wondered how hoping she had not been tailed enough so that the woman would know where she lived. The apartment she lived in was on the nice part of town and she desperately wanted to get there soon. She paused at the door and looked out hoping to that the woman had left planning on returning later. There was no sight of her so she stepped out into the pleasant summer night and turned left along the building towards her car. She had gotten to the bar early and so her car was parked close. She felt a chill noting her car was too close the building and not under any park lot lights so she started to walk swiftly. She got to her car and put the key in quickly and opened up the door to slide in and get away. As she opened the door, Julie rushed her from behind the car next to hers, pushed her into the car all the way over to the passenger seat. Julie grabbed the keys out of her hands and started the car the entire time brandishing a knife! Julie felt a tear of fear roll down her eyes as her cloudy with too much alcohol failed to digest what was happening. "Just shut up and you will be fine. We are going to return to the scene of your crime bitch." Frightened, of course, and slightly drunk Cassie sat back for the short of ten minutes drive to the park that was supposed to be closed at this point. Julie drove over the curb at the entrance after turning off the lights of the car and drove to the beach and then turned right tracing the shore line to an enclosed area that was blocked enough by trees that some people tanned naked in the little enclave. Cassie was already frightened and completely planning on abandoning her car and making a run for it as soon as this Julie bitch stopped. In spite of her fear and cloudy mind she did notice another car close behind them follow them into the enclave. She had no doubt that Julie could kick her ass fair and square but Julie was not alone! This could get bad, very bad. Cassie did not wait for the car to stop. She jumped out, rolled twice along the sand to slow the momentum of jumping out of car doing about ten miles per hour and then got up to make a run for it. As soon as she got up though she was tackled from behind and roughly rousted to her feet. A man held her arms behind her as she faced the girl she had beat up last week. Tonya spate at her, "revenge is a bitch eh?" Cassie frantically looked around her. Tonya and the guy holding her must have parked sooner on the other side of the twenty-yard tree line separating the beach from the park. She heard her car come to a stop facing the three of them. The car was turned off and the dim lights left on. They were outside but she felt like they were in a well-lit room and she was in for an interrogation. She couldn't look directly at the car due to the lights but could watch Julie as she got about ten feet from her and slightly off to the left of the beams. Julie kept walking towards them looking even angrier than before. Cassie for good reason was engulfed in fear. Cassie didn't even see the punch coming or the second one because she was watching Julie fearfully and warily. Tonya slugged her hard in the jaw popping her head back and then right in the sternum knocking the wind of her. Her knees went weak and the guy holding her arms back let her drop to her knees. Cassie was crying out of fear and pain just wanting this to be over. Her jaw hurt but she just wanted to get her beating over so she could go home. She struggled to her feet expecting to get hit again and then maybe again and then it would be over. She got to her feet to get on with it so it would be over as soon as possible. The man didn't grab her arms this time. He stayed behind her. "So, you want some dark meat eh bitch? Well, Tyrone is here to satisfy you. You had your eye on him before so you must have a taste for black. Well, we are so nice we are going to let you have it. Yep, you get to be bowl-legged tomorrow as a gift from us." Both Tonya and Julie were laughing now. Cassie heard a baritone chuckle behind her from the man that had held her for Tonya. Cassie felt her head get snapped back firmly by the hair. Julie had stepped behind her and latched a handful of her hair and yanked back. This made Tonya laugh. Cassie heard footsteps breaking some twigs. A large black man threw a regular size mattress onto the sand ten feet behind Tonya. She didn't feel the presence of anyone other than Julie behind her so she gathered that this was the guy that had held her. He was not very attractive, he had pockmarks on his face and looked to be 40 or so though well muscled. He was so black that she could only see him in the headlights of the car. After tossing the mattress in the lighted part of the beach he had stepped back wearing only jeans. Once away from the headlights he disappeared though walking in a half circle back to them. Julie still had a hold of her hair and walked her to the mattress. It was dirty and worn. Used by late-night partiers for sex. Julie stopped Cassie one step from the mattress. "Get her clothes off," she instructed Tonya. Cassie had lost her shoes on the forced walk. Tonya roughly took her blouse off and in spite of how much Cassie gyrated her hips and held her thighs tightly together got her pants off. Cassie stood there in her pink underwear and lace bra feeling the cool summer breeze dance along her exposed skin. "Do you like what you see Tyrone?" Julie asked rhetorically with a sinister laugh. "No, please don't do this," Cassie pleaded. She heard their prior comments but until she had been disrobed down to her underwear did not digest it. They apparently planned on having her get fucked by this black man named Tyrone! It seemed so gross and it made no sense. It Tonya claims, falsely, that Cassie had been showing off for her black boyfriend why would she be willing having her boyfriend fuck her now? Well, there had never been a black man at the beach. Tonya had been embarrassed about her black eye she had gotten from a "preppy" blond bitch and made up a few things. Including how Cassie had "sucker punched" her and then ran. The story had enraged Julie to the point where she used her contacts to get Tonya her just revenge. Still holding onto Cassie's hair Julie forced Cassie to the mattress. Cassie heard a zipper and buckle get opened and feared that the large framed black man was taking his pants off! As she felt herself get pushed to her knees on the mattress she reached back to free her hair for Julie's grip and once successful started to run for the tree line. Within three steps Tonya tackled her. She was a better fighter, as proven once, than Tonya and was able to roll with the tackle and get on top of Tonya. Cassie instinctively started wailing on Tonya with open hands as Tonya tried to kick at her and get away from the onslaught. Cassie landed four or five solid hits before Tonya got onto her belly, was able to turn over and kicked her away and then spun to her knees and crawl away. Cassie was pushed backwards in the sand. Unfortunately for her Julie was behind her and grabbed her from behind in a bear hug. Julie was mighty in strength and lifted her right off the ground in a tight grip and squeezed the air completely out of Cassie. Julie rocked Cassie back and forth getting her grip tighter and tighter and then tossed her to the ground gasping for air. Cassie felt a foot strike her in the rib cage knocking into the sand onto her side. The hair roughly yanked her to her feet where she was sent back down to the ground with one ferocious and painful right punch to her jaw. Cassie was on her palms and knees seeing stars and grasping for air. Desperately trying to catch her wind she didn't even feel Tonya unfasten her bra clasp. "Get up bitch and don't try that again or the beating will be more than you can imagine." Julie said with the forcefulness of a shop supervisor. Cassie struggled to her feet, slightly drunk and now out of her spirits with the beating she was taking she didn't even feel her bra fall over her shoulders and to the sand until she felt the night breeze tickle her nipples. She reached for the tumbling bra too late and could only cover her exposed breasts with her arms. She felt the tears flowing down her cheeks. "Now, get on that mattress and get the fucking you want!" Julie exhorted firmly. Cassie did not move. Tonya was behind her and started to peel off her panties. Cassie felt Tonya doing this and reflexively reached down to stop her leaving her huge tits visible for the getting super aroused Tyrone. Boom! Cassie felt a punch to her right tit having no idea it could hurt so much. She felt backward over the kneeling behind her Tonya onto her back her legs open, her arms on the sand perpendicular from her torso. Tonya was wedged under the back of Cassie's knees smiling. She had Cassie's underwear down to her knees at the time of the punch and they had just slipped off in her hands and Cassie fell backwards. Tonya crawled away and the two woman grabbed Cassie by her arms and got her to her feet and then to the mattress where they dropped her to her back onto the raggedly mattress. Each woman grabbed an ankle and wrist of the beaten, softly sobbing blond. Cassie tried to squirm but they had a firm grip on her and kept her spread-eagle. She did break free of Tonya's grip on her wrist briefly only to feel Julie drive a hard punch into her belly and then feel her face slapped a couple of times as Tonya got her grip back. Cassie stopped squirming resigned to her fate just wanting it to be over. "Oh my god, I think I am about to be fucked by a black man!" Cassie thought in panicked sobbing. She saw the tall and large framed man kneel between her legs. She felt his hands position her knees upward and the woman spread her legs even more. She was so exposed! Her peripheral vision saw that his waist was bare. He had taken off his jeans at some point. She gazed down wondering if he was, hoping he was in spite of her being on the pill just in case, wearing a rubber. "Oh my god!" She panicked. Tyrone was not wearing a rubber. But what made the exclamation ring in her head was the sight of his cock. It was huge; incomprehensively large! Tyrone got between her legs and lay his enormous, rock hard cock over her sparsely covered mound while he firmly grabbed a hold of both her breasts and kneaded at them roughly. Cassie squirmed at his rough touch. "Like those big tits?" Julie snarled speaking to Tyrone. He kept one hand on her left breast and used his right hand to place his cock head at her entrance. She was not sexually aroused, of course, and in spite of his precum his cock would not slide into her. "Nooo," Cassie screamed feeling the roughness of his cock head at her dry area feeling him rubbing his lubrication around her. "Pull her up", Julie said to Tonya. They pulled her legs forward so that her pussy was facing the stars and took turns spitting on her pussy. It was disgusting to Cassie but a thrill for the woman. Then they lowered her hips back down where Tyrone put his cock into her the spit and his precum giving him enough lubrication to get his head and a couple inches into her. "Ah, ewhhh, no, please no!" Cassie yelped her pussy being opened by the fat dick; the coke can size cock of Tyrone. Tyrone had no intention of pleasing her. He was there as a favor to the woman and to simple get a nut off inside of a pretty, preppie looking white bitch. Cassie squirmed to no avail; the woman had her pinned too firmly to the mattress. They had their hands on her shoulders and were cupping their other hands firmly under her knee joints to hold her legs up and apart. She may have been able to get away from the massive cock of Tyrone but he also held her in place by having his hands pressing down on her tits. He was putting too much on her, all of his weight and she felt her breasts being squished by him. Tyrone moved in and out going about four of five inches deep and then six as his precum coated his shaft giving him the lubrication he needed to get into her a quarter to half inch deeper with each stroke. Each thrust was greeted by some form of exclamation from Cassie reflecting how much his size was hurting her. "Please stop, it is too big, it hurts" was the only full sentence she got out before he mustered up enough strength to get his eight by nine inch cock buried to his balls. "Owww, noooo!" then another full thrust "it hurts, no, too big" then another bringing tears down her cheeks. Then to add to her horror she felt the much to thick shaft start to pulse as Tyrone stopped his latest thrust balls deep into her. He was cumming inside of her! "Pull it out, no, not inside of me!" She screamed as Tyrone groaned deeply his thighs shaking from his orgasm. "Oh, that was good stuff. Real tight pussy." Tyrone grunted as his sperm spilled out deep inside her womb and then completed let his cock slide out of her. It came out with a whoosh immediately once he relaxed his thighs and backside no longer putting the necessary pressure and strength into it to force through her tight walls. Full of confidence from having her friend Julie near Tonya let go and straddled the crying and shaking Cassie. Tonya said, "you got what you deserved bitch" and slapped her right breast hard and then her face before getting off and spitting down at Cassie. The three of them left her there. She gathered her clothes feeling Tyrone's cum leaking out of her and down her thighs. It felt disgusting. She wiped at it with her shirt and cloth against her pussy hurt because she was so raw from his pounding. He had torn her up badly. She got to her car, which was still running and drove home hoping to never see any of the people that had gotten some perverse form of revenge on her. 3990 1.28/512345