Lets admit! We all like chick fights. The very thought of two women locked in physical combat has something “arousing” about it. You would not be reading the story if the thought did not turn you on. There is an animal that lives inside all of us. The only two situations where that animal is unleashed is, during sex or during a fight. When guys see women fighting and displaying such animalistic instinct, they can directly relate it to aggressive sexuality. It’s a psychological equivalent!
So let me treat you to an incident that I, ‘unintentionally’ became a part of. Be warned however, that this story will turn you on like no other. Its better that you read it at a time when you are alone. This is not a story you want to read in your university’s computer lab!
So here we go,,,
The incident occurred when I was in my final college year. Me and my friend Andrew, walked into the bar one Saturday night and found the place packed as usual. ‘Labyrinth’ was a bar where most students from my college would hang out on saturday nights. I looked around to see if there were any familiar faces but there were none to be seen. My eyes did catch sight of one of the two women on the pool table.
The first one was a petite red head that I did not pay much attention to. It was the second one that held my gaze. She was a well-tanned, busty brunette with long curly hair that fell below her shoulder. She was wearing a tight black dress that held tightly to her body revealing the outline of her voluptuous figure.
“WOW” I said as I elbowed Andrew. “Look at that one”
Andrew looked at the pool tables and out of a whole crowd of women he knew right away which one I was talking about.
This was not at all a slim woman. At 5.6 she was solidly built. But all her weight was evenly distributed with the exception of her breasts, which I thought were larger in relation to the rest of her body. She stood with her side towards us. After her partner played the shot, she walked around the pool table swaying her large round hips and then turned towards us to play her shot. She stood there for a second waiting for the balls to settle, then bent forward. Her shoulders were bare except for the tiny straps that held her dress in place. As she bent low, the dress fell away from her body giving us a breath taking view of her ample cleavage. Her tanned, round globes swayed for a bit and then settled in place with gravity. But, the Goddess decided she was not low enough for the shot so she went a little lower until each voluptuous globe was resting on the green surface of the pool table. She played the shot and then rose back up adjusting the strap of her dress as she smiled at her partner.
“WHOA … that just made my day” Said Andrew as we made our way to the counter. Andrew ordered beer and I ordered orange juice. I wasn’t a drinker but found the ambiance of the bar pretty refreshing. The place was well scented with women’s perfume. I took a deep breath and settled on the stool.
“How are you guys doing?” A deep voice made me turn my head. It was Snake approaching with a carton of beer in his hands. “Hey man whassap?” I said. He nodded in return and said, “Can you open this little door for me?” I opened the small swaying that lead behind the counter and Snake walked right in. He dumped the beer cans on the floor and kicked them under the counter. He then turned and walked out again. “Thanks” He said and closed the door. I watched his Herculean frame from the rear as he walked towards the main door.
Snake was the bouncer at the bar. He was a bodybuilder who worked in the gym during the day and bounced in the evenings to make extra money. He was black and stood around three inches over my six feet. With his earring, baldhead and flat nose, he looked like a typical bad guy from an action movie. In spite of his intimidating looks, Snake had an aura of friendliness about him. He would speak in a friendly but authoritative tone. If you could get over his looks, he wasn’t a bad guy at all from the inside.
The place was unusually full that night. On the television screen they aired live the Lennox Louis vs Evander Hollyfield fight in which the judges gave an unfair decision to Holyfield. It was this that that had drawn the extra crowd. As I sat in the stood watching the fight, Andrew kept drinking and drinking. I knew I would be the one driving for after another couple of drinks, he would not be in the shape to tell his head from his feet. The fight ended 3-2 for Holy field and that shocked everyone in the bar. There was an immediate ‘booing’ as people threw their empty glasses and cans.
