08-06-2008, 01:40 AM
Mary, Mary Quite Contrary Written by unknown
Emily arrived at 7th grade ready to try out boys. She was 5' tall and 90 lbs. She had long blonde hair and bright blue eyes. She had freckles across the bridge of her nose. Her body had just begun to bud and she had cute A cup breasts, a tight butt and a soft but flat belly. The first day at school, she met Max, an 8th grade black stud and it was lust at first sight. Emily went right for him after school and started to flirt. Max knew an opportunity when he saw it and went out behind the football field with Emily and did some heavy making out. Before things got too heavy, Emily decided to slow down, but asked Max to dance with her at the school dance that Friday night. Max said yes and made plans to go.
Unfortunately for Emily, a friend of Max' 8th grade girl friend saw Max with Emily. Max' girl friend, Mary, was not happy to hear about Emily. In fact, she was very pissed off. Mary was black, about 5'8" and 150 lbs. She had heavy powerful arms and had learned how to fight to survive in the projects. She was powerfully built and knew how to kick ass. She was not going to let some little blondie take her man.
When Emily got to the school dance on Friday, she was dressed to kill. She was wearing a blue satin halter top without a bra, a low cut jeans skirt, a tiny pair of panties, no stockings and little pump shoes. Just after she got into the gym where the dance was happening, Mary's friend Jane found Emily and told her that Max was waiting out behind the football field and took her under the stands where the light was dim.
As Emily walked into the room under the stands, Jane grabbed her and threw her against a cold concrete wall. Mary came up to her as she stood against that wall and, with no warning, slammed her right fist into Emily's belly. The blow hit Emily right in the middle and covered her navel. Emily had never been hit before. She grabbed her belly and doubled over gasping for breath. Her mouth hung open and her eyes were wide with pain. As she started to fall, Jane grabbed her by both arms from behind and picked her up. Mary told Emily never to see Max again and promised a real beating if it ever happened again. Emily was still gasping for breath and tears were flowing down her face. Mary unbuttoned Emily's top and put it over her face. She then began to pound Emily's belly. She hit her first again right on the belly button and Emily let out with an agonizing ooof.
Mary waited while Emily regained her breath, then unhooked Emily's bra, unzipped her skirt and pulled down her panties to reveal her bald snatch. Emily was begging for mercy. Mary slugged Emily again three times, once right above her pubic bone, once again in the middle and finally just into her solar plexus. Each blow hit with a loud thud, followed by an ooof and a moan. Jane released Emily and Emily grabbed her belly with both hands, clutching in true agony. The pain ran through her to her very core. Emily fell to the floor, writhing in agony and Mary and Jane left, leaving Emily nude on the floor with her clothes piled up in front of her.
Emily arrived at 7th grade ready to try out boys. She was 5' tall and 90 lbs. She had long blonde hair and bright blue eyes. She had freckles across the bridge of her nose. Her body had just begun to bud and she had cute A cup breasts, a tight butt and a soft but flat belly. The first day at school, she met Max, an 8th grade black stud and it was lust at first sight. Emily went right for him after school and started to flirt. Max knew an opportunity when he saw it and went out behind the football field with Emily and did some heavy making out. Before things got too heavy, Emily decided to slow down, but asked Max to dance with her at the school dance that Friday night. Max said yes and made plans to go.
Unfortunately for Emily, a friend of Max' 8th grade girl friend saw Max with Emily. Max' girl friend, Mary, was not happy to hear about Emily. In fact, she was very pissed off. Mary was black, about 5'8" and 150 lbs. She had heavy powerful arms and had learned how to fight to survive in the projects. She was powerfully built and knew how to kick ass. She was not going to let some little blondie take her man.
When Emily got to the school dance on Friday, she was dressed to kill. She was wearing a blue satin halter top without a bra, a low cut jeans skirt, a tiny pair of panties, no stockings and little pump shoes. Just after she got into the gym where the dance was happening, Mary's friend Jane found Emily and told her that Max was waiting out behind the football field and took her under the stands where the light was dim.
As Emily walked into the room under the stands, Jane grabbed her and threw her against a cold concrete wall. Mary came up to her as she stood against that wall and, with no warning, slammed her right fist into Emily's belly. The blow hit Emily right in the middle and covered her navel. Emily had never been hit before. She grabbed her belly and doubled over gasping for breath. Her mouth hung open and her eyes were wide with pain. As she started to fall, Jane grabbed her by both arms from behind and picked her up. Mary told Emily never to see Max again and promised a real beating if it ever happened again. Emily was still gasping for breath and tears were flowing down her face. Mary unbuttoned Emily's top and put it over her face. She then began to pound Emily's belly. She hit her first again right on the belly button and Emily let out with an agonizing ooof.
Mary waited while Emily regained her breath, then unhooked Emily's bra, unzipped her skirt and pulled down her panties to reveal her bald snatch. Emily was begging for mercy. Mary slugged Emily again three times, once right above her pubic bone, once again in the middle and finally just into her solar plexus. Each blow hit with a loud thud, followed by an ooof and a moan. Jane released Emily and Emily grabbed her belly with both hands, clutching in true agony. The pain ran through her to her very core. Emily fell to the floor, writhing in agony and Mary and Jane left, leaving Emily nude on the floor with her clothes piled up in front of her.