(I remember reading a story a while back about a fight in a club, and wanted to make a go of trying to pen a similar tale. So, again I place myself in the story, although instead of Amanda it features the equally impressive brunette Joselyn.
The nightclub was packed wall-to-wall with people, techno music pumping from the speakers, seeming to shake the ground with the vibrating bass, and laser lights of all colors filled the air. Groups of girls were dancing to the loud music on the dance floor, other girls and guys were talking at overcrowded tables, while others stood around drinking and staring at the hot ass girls everywhere, most dressed like sluts. The nightclub was enormous, having two levels with a huge open dance floor in the center of the lower level, a bar that was filled with patrons, and a top level that had a second bar, and a walkway running around the perimeter of the dance floor. We made our way to the first floor bar, I needed a drink bad…my head was hammering, and not from the techno music. I was still unsure how I let my friends talk me into going to a nightclub, but since Amanda was out of town with her job, I figured I would tag along…and now I remember why I hated nightclubs. Other than girls dressed in mini skirts, and dresses that were a size to small, it was a royal pain in the ass. It seemed like I had to fight to get to the bar, people apparently don’t move when you walk towards them in a club. Finally, like playing Frogger in a video game, I maneuvered up to the bar and damn was the bartender more than worth seeing. The tiny little brunette, wearing a short skirt and black tube top that hardly covered her skin, smiled at us and quickly took our drink order. Swish swish swish her skirt-covered ass went side to side, she’s getting a good tip I thought when she returned with a smile and handed us our drinks.
…On the dance floor it was a sea of madness, people crammed together way to tightly, bodies dancing to the music, others thought they were dancing and looked fairly pathetic. The stunning brunette, Joselyn, was really getting into the music dancing sexily with her friends. She had been at the club for about an hour, having a great time dancing and enjoying herself when her ass bumped into someone’s thigh. The brunette spun around, and turning she saw a black girl’s drink go flying from her hand, the girl stumbled back a step almost tripping in her heeled shoes. The black girl, wearing an outfit that didn’t flatter her beefier body, looked at Joselyn who had accidently bumped into her and screamed out “My fucking drink you dumb bitch!” The two other black girls around the pissed off woman stopped dancing and turned their attention to Joselyn, who also nervously stopped dancing as well. “I’m sorry!” the brunette yelled over the music, but the black girl didn’t seem happy with an apology.
“What the fuck is sorry going to do…I’m still thirsty!” The black woman screamed, getting in Joselyn’s face.
“I’ll get you another one!” Joselyn quickly hollered over the music.
The black girl screamed back, “That’s fucking right you will! Vodka Tonic and hurry the fuck up!” Joselyn slowly made her way through the throngs of people and walked up to the bar ordering the woman her drink.
…I was looking around the bar already bored, my head feeling no better, sipping on my third drink…maybe I needed a shot or two, that may provide a few seconds of entertainment I thought. I spun around to find the sexy bartender, and my head swiveled back to the left almost giving me whiplash…there was Joselyn on the other side of the bar. I hadn’t seen her since Amanda and her had fought on the golf course a month ago, and didn’t know if she would be mad for me not helping her at the end. That thought was instantly erased, when we made eye contact and a smile filled her stunningly beautiful face. Oh my God did she look hot tonight. She had on a pink dress, well I guess I would call it a dress, which hung around her shoulders on two thin straps leaving open her midsection and proudly displaying her ample breasts. I waved and she was already in the process of waving me over to her. Fighting the sea of people, I made my way towards her. I kept starring, oh my God was she a vision of perfection!
Walking up to her she hugged me tightly, big tits feeling so good on my chest, and then quickly let go, “Where’s the bleached blonde bitch?”
I smiled, “I am going to go out on a limb and assume you’re asking about Amanda? She’s out of town for her job? I’m flying solo with some friends tonight.”
She grabbed my hand, “Lets go dance…you look like you could use some fun!”
She didn’t have to tell me twice! I let her lead us out to the dance floor where she made her way up to a group of three black girls. Dear God were these friends of hers I wondered, watching as she gave the one with the monstrous ass in the tight leopard skirt a drink.
What the fuck was Joselyn doing with girls like this motley trio...they looked straight out of the ghetto! When she was handed the drink, Leopard skirt didn’t smile, actually Leopard skirt snatched the glass from Joselyn’s hand, and I thought I could read the black woman’s lips yelling, “Now get the fuck away from us!”
I didn’t even ask what that was about, instead Joselyn grabbed my hand again and we began dancing…well she danced and I moved. I won’t pretend to say I can dance, but with her leading I didn’t have to do too much. The music continued pumping throughout the club and Joselyn’s sexy dancing showed no signs of slowing down any time soon. Song after song the brunette’s dance matched the music perfectly and she was driving me wild grinding her incredible ass against my crotch. I’d shuffle my feet and move my hips, but it was all her, ass shaking in rhythm to the beat, grinding all over me. Damn, we must have been out there for ten songs, my drink long since finished, and her dancing still showed no signs of slowing down. That is until Leopard skirt, and the other two trashy women came back over to us, Joselyn not even noticing. Leopard skirt’s big ass slammed into the brunette, and Joselyn was literally sent stumbling over her heels and tripped down to the dance floor. “I’m sure you don’t mind if I cut in!” Leopard skirt yelled down towards Joselyn who was scrambling back up to her feet.
Joselyn was pissed, “What the fuck?” she yelled. I had stopped dancing, no interest in the flabby ass woman standing in front of me.
Leopard skirt yelled back at Joselyn, “Get me a drink bitch, I’m thirsty!” Her friends began laughing, “Make her get us drinks to Naomi!” one screamed to the Leopard skirt, whose name was apparently Naomi.
Joselyn screamed back, “Fuck you you fat ass bitch!” grabbed my hand and began walking off the dance floor. Leopard skirt was about to come after Joselyn, but her friends held her back, Naomi screaming at us. We made our way over to the bar and Joselyn began telling me what had happened earlier. I laughed and we put it behind us ordering more drinks, along with a round of shots.
… Now on the top level of the club, the three black girls were starring down at us, unbeknownst to either of us. Naomi was raging, and wanted to beat the piss out of Joselyn on the dance floor, but her friends dragged her away to wait for a better time. So now they stood on the second floor, leaning on the railing and watching Joselyn sitting at the bar, enjoying a drink and doing shots. Finally, when Joselyn stood up from her seat, Naomi quickly motioned for her friends and the trio of girls hurried their way down the stairs to the lower level. Patiently the lead black girl watched Joselyn walking towards the ladies room. Pushing through the crowded dance floor, elbows leading the way to clear a path the trio made a dash towards the ladies room. “No one gets in till I come out!” Naomi yelled at her two friends and entered the bathroom a few seconds after Joselyn had walked in.
…Joselyn’s thighs were already sore from the wild dancing, and her feet ached from the 3-inch spiky stiletto heels she was wearing. The brunette walked into the empty bathroom, looked up in the mirror, puckered her sensuous lips and applied a coat of thick red lipstick. The alcohol was definitely taking its toll on the stunning brunette who started feeling the beginning of a buzz coming on. Joselyn heard the bathroom door open but paid no attention to whoever was entering, instead putting the lipstick back in her purse while readjusting her dress.
The black woman slide next to a bathroom stall, hiding quietly, and not making a sound as she assessed the situation in perfect silence. Not wanting to lose the element of surprise, Naomi cautiously watched the gorgeous brunette walk by, her ass swishing side to side, her shapely legs accentuated by her stiletto heels. The pissed off black woman stayed hidden for a second longer and then slid out of her spot next to the bathroom stall and slowly began stalking her brunette prey. Naomi was only a few feet away from Joselyn when the brunette finally realized someone else was in the bathroom with her. Joselyn figured it was another girl using the toilet, and suddenly the black girl from the club was latching onto the back of her long brown hair. Joselyn’s shriek of agony filled the air, caught totally off guard and pain blazed in her burning scalp. The black girl had two thick handfuls of hair and violently began tugging back, Joselyn again screaming in pain with the next tug. With a tight two handed hold the black woman ripped backwards on Joselyn’s long locks yanking the stunned brunette’s upper half backward. Joselyn was shocked, pain filling her scalp, her head soon being ripped left and right as Naomi began yanking and tugging like a woman possessed. Left, right, left, Naomi pulled and tugged her arms wildly shaking Joselyn to and fro by the hair not giving the brunette a chance to get her bearing. Naomi screamed, “Fuck you…is that what you said to me???” and shook Joselyn like a rag doll ripping the beauty wildly about the empty bathroom before walking over toward the metal hand drying station. Rearing back on the brunette’s hair, Naomi drove forward slamming Joselyn’s beautiful face hammering into the metal dryer. A clang echoed in the bathroom, and Joselyn groaned in agony, her forehead exploding with pain and found her body dropping down the ground. Joselyn had no idea what was happening to her, the brunette sitting on the floor, her head ablaze with pain, and her incredible thighs completely exposed as the bottom of her sexy dress rode upward.
Naomi pressed forward and drove her pointed heel tip square into the back of Joselyn’s left thigh causing the brunette to roll awkwardly on the bathroom floor groaning in pain. Before the brunette could turn to defend herself, Naomi’s foot shot forward this time exploding into Joselyn’s lower spine. Joselyn’s back flared in pain, the second kick hurting her far worse than the first, her lower aching. The black woman stalked to the side, latched onto Joselyn’s long hair and quickly wrapped her hands around and around securing a tight grip. “You fuckin slut! I am going to kill you!” Naomi screamed. Joselyn’s eyes squinted shut as pain burst to life in her already sore scalp as she was hoisted of the ground and ripped upward. The black woman had little trouble pulling the suddenly aching beauty to her feet, and Joselyn was hardly able to right her aching body due to her spiky high heels. A scream echoed in the vacant bathroom as Naomi began shaking the stumbling brunette side-to-side using her hair like a handle. Joselyn’s body went back and forth and the brunette struggled desperately to stay on her feet as her body was pulled forward and driven back. Joselyn’s eyes went wide with fear, her hands to slow in coming up to brace for the impact, and her face was driven into the paper towel dispenser.
A thud filled the room, the paper towel dispenser showing a small dent from the brunette’s head, but Joselyn was still held tightly by the hair. Through teary eyes, the brunette shrieked again, as Naomi ripped backward, and suddenly the brunette’s head was yanked around. “Myyyy haiiirr!” Joselyn wailed in pain, the black woman savagely pulling her around the bathroom. Joselyn tried to keep up, her senses dulled from all the alcohol, and she lost her footing tripping on her stiletto heel. “Eiiiihhh!” Joselyn’s scream again filled the air, but this time the brunette was now on the ground, and when she lost her balance a long strand of her precious hair was harshly ripped from its roots.
Naomi smiled holding a thin strand of Joselyn’s hair, while the brunette lay on the ground holding her aching scalp. “I bet you wouldn’t look so hot bald you dirty bitch!” The black woman joked as she waved the brunette’s hair in Joselyn’s pain filled face. Again Joselyn’s dress rode up her incredible legs, exposing her sexy tan thighs, while Naomi continued waving the brunette’s own clump of hair in her face taunting her, “That’s what I am going to do you bitch! I am going to rip every fuckin hair from that head of yours!”
“Please…please leave me alone!” Joselyn was begging her black attacker, one hand holding her burning scalp, her other arm waving back and forth frantically trying to keep Naomi at bay.
“Get up bitch! I’ma’ fuckin’ kick your ass slut!!!” Naomi screamed at Joselyn who was now backpedaling on the ground trying to crawl away from the crazy black bitch sill waving her clump of hair around. “Get the fuck up skank!” Naomi yelled and watched as Joselyn actually began to rise to her feet scarred to death. As the brunette was rising, Naomi dropped the hair she was holding and charged forward lowering her shoulder and slamming her weight square into Joselyn’s stomach. Joselyn groaned from the jarring impact, her spine exploding in pain being driven directly into the bathroom sink. Naomi’s larger frame sapped the life from the stunned brunette and their forward momentum sent both gals crashing down to the floor, Joselyn gasping still not believing what was happening to her. The impact completely knocked the wind out of the sexy brunette and Naomi never let up as she spun off the ground and back to her feet.
Joselyn was stunned by the sudden turn of events and was trying to comprehend what was happening to her. Naomi stood over the aching beauty and again reached down latching onto Joselyn’s disheveled hair and began tugging upward. Joselyn’s face pursed in pain and she grew deathly afraid her hair was going to be ripped form her head. Joselyn was painfully pulled off the ground and the brunette wildly scratched her manicured talons over the black woman’s forearms. “You fuckin’ skank!” Naomi screamed starring at her aching arms, a look a fury crossing over her face. Joselyn backed up slowly in her heels, fear filling her, while she looked for a way out of this situation.
Joselyn wanted no part of this crazy bitch and decided to try to slip around Naomi who was rubbing her forearms. Joselyn got three steps towards freedom, when the she felt the dress on her shoulder’s grow tight, her eyes widening in fear realizing Naomi had a two handed grip, one on each of her straps. Joselyn didn’t have time to defend herself and suddenly was spun around in a half circle. Joselyn’s body was whipped about, the dress doing it’s all to keep her breasts inside when she was yanked forward and backward. Gaining speed the brunette was pushed forward, her hands fidgeting to free her dress from the black woman’s clutches and never realized she was being pushed towards the wooden door. Naomi drove forward and Joselyn went face first into the door, the sexy brunette saw stars as her nose took the crushing impact. Joselyn gasped when she felt the black woman latching onto her dress straps again, and quickly decided to go on the offensive. Joselyn reared forward and then let her elbow go flying back. The wild swinging elbow just missed Naomi and wildly spun Joselyn around awkwardly in her heels.
Just as Joselyn began to get her balance and face Naomi her heaving stomach was crushed with a hard left hook that bent her over at the waist and took the breath from her. Joselyn was instantly doubled over and sucking in air and the brunette cried out in pain when the black woman helped herself to two thick handfuls of hair. Naomi got a secure grip and tossed the brunette like a sack of potatoes, Joselyn’s body painfully skidding across the tile bathroom floor. “Time to fuckin bald you bitch!” Naomi hissed walking across the floor smiling, thinking about destroying this brunette. A look of smug satisfaction on her face, Naomi slowly bent down and latched onto Joselyn’s long hair. Joselyn took the hair pull in stride and when she was on her feet, the brunette came up firing.
“You fuckin black bitch!” Joselyn screamed, and Naomi had her hands in Joselyn’s hair and never saw the stinging closed fisted right hook that crushed the black woman’s face. Naomi was caught off guard, her head painfully shooting outward to the side, the black gal loosing her grip on Joselyn’s mane. “You want to pull hair you fat cxnt!” Joselyn didn’t slow, latched onto Naomi’s long hair and ripped her forward. Naomi was now the one who screamed out in pain, Joselyn seething and spinning the black woman around by her roots. Naomi had been in enough fights to endure the hair pull, and the black gal began turning around and swiping at Joselyn’s long locks. In seconds the black gal had a handful of hair, and Joselyn gasped, her head was ripped side to side, the brunette still maintaining her hair pull on the black woman. Standing toe to toe the girls ripped like wild hellcats, trying to rip one another’s long locks from their scalps. Joselyn’s heels suddenly lost traction on the tile floor and both girls went crashing down to the floor.
Naomi landed on top of Joselyn but the girls were already rolling over one another, yanking, ripping, and tugging wildly on one another’s hair. Joselyn’s eyes were glazed with tears and her scalp was ablaze with pain but she tried to focus her energy on hurting her crazy adversary. Over and over the girls went, hell bent on trying to rip the other’s long hair out. Naomi’s short leopard skirt rode up and over her thighs flashing glimpses of her panties, barely covering any of her fleshy and large ass cheeks. The girls were in an all out catfight when finally Naomi got position on Joselyn pinning her to the ground and then pulled her right hand free of Joselyn’s hair. Before Joselyn knew what was happening, her lower jaw took the brunt of a huge roundhouse hook. Joselyn’s hands left Naomi’s hair instantly and the knockout brunette was stunned from the huge cross. Joselyn’s mouth hung open in pain and the brunette was flat on her back on the bathroom floor when the black woman began restraining her arms. It took only seconds for the black woman to pull Joselyn’s arms up and then Naomi began sliding them in place against her torso, big thick thigh’s pinning the brunette’s arms to her sides.
Panic filled Joselyn when she finally realized her predicament, the stunning gal completely unable to move her arms, Naomi straddled tightly on top of her waist. The brunette was screaming, “Get the fucckkk of me!” bucking and trashing but the black woman had Joselyn expertly pinned to the hard floor, helpless to do much but beg and plead. Joselyn’s cries for mercy fell on deaf ears as Naomi’s fingernails dug painfully into Joselyn’s cheeks, “Now you called me what?” Naomi’s nails dug deeper into the brunette’s face, and she continued yelling at Joselyn, “I think it was a fat cxnt!” Joselyn was still begging and pleading when the black woman’s nails tore down her cheeks, her face blazing with pain. Naomi’s hand moved like lighting, raising up and slashing down against Joselyn’s red cheek, the brunette’s head shot out to the side in response to the singing slap. Weekly Joselyn thrust against the ground, but her upper body was completely pinned under the black woman ass, Naomi now totally in control. Joselyn’s legs weekly kicked out, somehow trying to buck Naomi from her, her heeled shoes having difficulty getting traction on the tile floor. Her legs went wide, and then her feet slid again, and in the process gave the empty bathroom a great view of her sexy thong as her dress was riding upward over her hips.
Joselyn’s right cheek took the next stinging smack and her head followed the direction sending her cheek shooting against the ground. Naomi was in attack mode with her slaps; left, right, left smacks cascaded down on Joselyn’s flawless face, the brunette completely helpless to defend herself. Joselyn’s head shot back and forth in response, the sounds of Naomi’s smacks filled the air and were reddening the brunette’s cheeks in the process. “Call me fat now you cxnt!” Naomi screamed, still slapping wildly away. After almost twenty straight slaps Joselyn’s cheeks were beet red, and tears were dripping out of the sides of her eyes yet all she could do was beg and plead with Naomi. “I’m sorry…please…I’m sorry!” Joselyn whined. Naomi’s palms were stinging when the black woman stood up, reached down and latched onto Joselyn’s pink dress. The sexy brunette had no idea what was happening to her, still trying to clear the pain from her stinging cheeks when she felt Naomi pulling at the neck straps of the dress. Naomi was ripping and tugging the stunned brunette right off the ground using the dress straps like they were handles. Joselyn desperately dug her nails into Naomi’s wrists but the black woman was already ripping the brunette’s aching body off the ground.
“Get offffff of me!!!” Joselyn screamed while she was pulled off the ground in a quick heave and suddenly found herself standing face to face with her wild black attacker. Naomi still had a tight grip on both thin straps of the dress and began to rip and pull, wildly shaking and pushing causing the brunette to buck back and forth in response. “Let go! Getttt offfff meeee!” The brunette yelled out, and suddenly lost her grip on Naomi’s wrists. Joselyn’s body jarred wildly about, her long hair tussling as the black woman ripped her around the bathroom. Naomi began to spin Joselyn around and around whipping the brunette in circles before the dress strap finally ripped, sending the brunette shooting back to the ground in a heap.
Joselyn was on all fours still trying to take in what was happening, with her dress hanging loosely from her upper body. The black woman loomed over the stunned beauty and slammed a jarring kick square into Joselyn’s ribs. Again, Naomi’s pointed tip landed flush with the brunette’s exposed ribs and Joselyn groaned, her body completely spinning in the air and landing on her back. The brunette’s incredible right breast came shooting out of her sexy pink dress, the stretched strap couldn’t contain her voluptuous mound any longer. The perfect orb had not a tan line on it anywhere, her nickel sized areola flush in the center of her meaty melon, with her thin brown nipple hardening in the cool air. The brunette wasn’t wearing a bra and Naomi immediately targeted what was left of Joselyn’s dress and began pulling the brunette up using the other strap that still was intact. Joselyn was resultantly dragged upward, “Pleaseeeee let me go!” Joselyn whined. Naomi kept yanking backward on the thin strand of pink material, pulling the brunette to a standing position, her exposed orb jiggling about her chest. Joselyn was a mess, her long hair strewn about her face, her right breast hanging proudly out of the confines of her dress with her now rock hard nipple standing at attention, her cheeks bright red from all of the stinging slaps she endured.
Naomi secured a grip on the remaining strap and ripped it right down over Joselyn’s left shoulder, leaving the material hanging around her curvy hips. “You fake titted cxnt!” Naomi screamed, and Joselyn could only gasp as her large breasts were now on display. Naomi again went right after what was left of Joselyn’s dress and began tugging it down pulling the material down toward the bathroom floor. The brunette was shocked as the pink material was worked down over her midsection and slowly began sliding down over her curvy hips. “You bitch”! Joselyn screamed, the dress yanked downward until the flimsy material settled around her ankles. Joselyn was scrambling through murky thoughts and tried to cover her exposed chest, but as she did Naomi’s right fist slammed into her lower abdomen knocking the wind from her. Joselyn’s upper body bucked forward, groaning as the wind shot out of her, her ass looking incredible covered in a sexy pair of lacey white thong underwear.
Joselyn was still hunched forward and in shock when Naomi drove her left knee upward right into the center of the brunette’s forehead. Joselyn’s forehead exploded in pain and her upper body snapped backward sending her crashing right back down to the ground. Joselyn shook her head starring at the ceiling sprawled out on her back, the ruined material of the dress still wrapped loosely around her ankles. Naomi hovered over Joselyn, and fear filled the sexy girls body when black woman tried to straddle her. “Get away you bitch!” Joselyn screamed in desperation knowing that if Naomi pinned her again she would be in serious trouble. Joselyn thrashed her leg wildly and drove her heel up, but her dress prevented her from kicking Naomi full on. The attack took the black woman by surprise just catching enough of Naomi’s shin to momentarily stop the black gal from straddling the stunned hottie. Joselyn quickly spun on the ground shielding her free hanging breasts with one hand while her other began pulling up on her ruined dress attempting to pull it back over her exposed body.
Naomi only took a second to look at her leg and then continued her attack on the aching brunette, Joselyn squealing in surprised pain. Naomi again latched onto her hair and began dragging the aching beauty up to a standing position. Joselyn was staggered in her heels and looked drunk, her pendulous breasts flopping around on her chest. With one hand in the Joselyn’s hair, the other holding the brunette’s wrist, the black girl spun around and around then throwing the beaten body flying into the wall. Joselyn offered hardly any resistance and went shooting forward, blasting face first into the bathroom wall, the battered brunette crashing down to the ground in a heap, pain filling her face. Naomi spat at Joselyn who laid lifelessly on the ground, left in her sexy thong and stilettos, her hand holding her aching forehead that met the unforgiving wall, the sexy pink dress now lying on the floor.
Joselyn’s body began curling up in the fetal position just as Naomi came charging forward ready to dish out some more pain. “Get up you slut!” Naomi yelled, driving her foot back and slamming a kick squarely into Joselyn’s fleshy left ass cheek. The brunette groaned in pain as a second kick caught her inner thigh, her body quivering in response to the savage kicks. Joselyn began to roll over, and the in rage black woman once more helped herself to two handfuls of long hair, yanking wildly upward. “Myyyyy haiirr!” Joselyn squealed, painfully pulled off her resting place on the floor. Joselyn was in a world of pain as Naomi kept pulling upward and in seconds had the sexy brunette pulled up to her feet. Naomi reared back and slammed a hard right cross square into the brunette’s washboard stomach catching her just above her belly button. Joselyn groaned as her head went back into the wall, and Naomi stepped up firing punches like a woman possessed. Joselyn had no defense as her rib cage took the first punch, followed by a hook that hammered her lower stomach and a third punch that stole her breath slamming into her belly. Joselyn could only cry out and beg the black woman who just sent punch after punch cascading into Joselyn’s aching midsection softening her up by the second. Five, six, seven punches slammed home squarely into Joselyn’s ribs and belly before her knees finally gave out and she crumpled to the floor.
Joselyn was sobbing like a baby, curled up on the ground, hands gingerly cupping her pulsating torso, feverishly trying to massage away the aching pain. Naomi took a few seconds to catch her breath before she again bent down and this time latched onto Joselyn’s long hair. Naomi yanked back pulling the battered brunette up to her feet and began using her free hand to casually slap the brunette’s gorgeous face side to side. “Say Fuck You to me now cxnt!” Naomi yelled out while wildly smacking away. Side to side the poor brunette’s head whipped back and forth and the black woman seemed to be just getting started knocking Joselyn senseless. Just as the brunette brought her hands up to shield her face, the black woman secured a two handed grip in Joselyn’s hair. Before the brunette could raise a defense, Naomi rammed her head straight back into the wall. The brunette groaned as her skull was blasted, and suddenly Joselyn’s head slammed into unforgiving wall a second time, her eyes rolling back in her head.
Joselyn could have been knocked out cold as her exquisite body laid spread eagle on the bathroom floor showing no signs of movement. Naomi took a few seconds breather, starring at the glistening brunette’s body only covered by her tiny white thong. Smiling, Naomi began looking around the bathroom and grabbed Joselyn’s stretched out dress, the black woman wildly ripping apart the material. It took a few seconds for the material to give way but in seconds, RIIIPPPP, right down the middle the dress was torn. Apparently, Naomi wanted to make sure Joselyn wasn’t leaving the club dressed in clothing. Joselyn was just getting to her knees and Naomi sped over to her and ripped the aching beauty up to her feet. Joselyn almost tripped in her spiky heels and the brunette found herself being dragged over towards the bathroom door. The brunette was only vaguely aware of her predicament as Naomi opened the door to the rest room and slammed a kick into Joselyn’s ass cheek. Joselyn gasped as her exposed body shot forward and she landed on all fours back in the crowded nightclub, crawling like an aching dog on the ground. Everyone that was near to the area began to take notice, Joselyn’s exposed body on display, more and more heads turning, starring in open-mouthed awe of the thong clad Goddess’s body.
…What the fuck is taking Joselyn so long I wondered and decided to leave my seat at the bar. I began walking towards the bathroom, and saw there must have been a commotion of some kind going on for everyone’s attention was turned towards the bathroom. It took a while to make my way through the mob, and my mouth almost hit the floor in shock. Joselyn was on the ground, sobbing, and naked except for her little white thong. I ran over and quickly slid my jacket over her near naked frame, instantly she broke down in tears, sobbing as she slid my coat over her aching torso. Her lips were quivering, tears streaming down her flushing cheeks, and we made our way out of the club. I took her back to my house and was horrified listening to what happened, the brunette sobbing the whole time. A few hours later, the sun was coming up, and we just finished having sex for the second time, I walked into the kitchen to make us some breakfast…my mind spinning wondering what the fuck I just brought upon myself by sleeping with her…thank God Amanda was out of town until tomorrow.
(Please provide suggestions or thoughts on ways to improve my writing, or even things you would like to see going forward. I tired taking feedback I have received through private messages or ideas that were posted on the other stories I wrote, so hopefully this fit everyones tastes!)
Witness - Karsa Orlong
