I had seen her at the gym. Her sport-tops always seemed to barely cover her 36D's. Her nipples were always hard and seemed to be pointing at every guy that walked by. However tantalizing, her best asset had to be her ass. Those round globes made her waistline seem non-existent. I often envisioned myself balancing a beer bottle on it while I slid my dick in and out of her. Top it off with killer legs, a perfect tan, and strawberry blonde hair, she had the makings of a supermodel. My buddies and I often shared our fantasies about her. Such a shame she was a bitch. Every guy that approached her, she sent packing with his tail tucked between his legs. She always made a point of publicly embarrassing any schmuck that didn't own a new model BMW (or the like of) that tried to win her over. She knew her own beauty and was the ultimate tease. She had even shot down a few of my buddies. Still, that didn't stop me and his friends from working out 3 times a week to sneak a peek and fantasize about that ass. Deep down, I knew that she was a slut.
One day, my bros and I decided to stop by the gym after an unexpected visit to the local bar for happy hour. Since two of the guys had to go home to families, we decided a game of three-on-three basketball would sober us up. As we were about to tip-off, she walked into the basketball area with nothing on but a towel! Still dripping from the showers, apparently she "forgot" her gym bag at the far end of the gym. She then made a point of bending over and showing me and my buddies her clean-shaven, pink pussy. This drove my buddy Paul crazy. Of the six of us, Paul had been drinking the most. However drunk, Paul was a real nice guy. He forgot all about the game and walked up to her to "give her a hand" with her bags. As soon as he got within five feet of her, she stopped him in his tracks. She looked him up and down and then smirked as she strode away. She also decided to share some of her condescending attitude with the rest of us as she walked past by sticking up her middle finger. That was all of the bullshit I was prepared to take.
I rounded up my other two single friends and decided to teach her a lesson for Paul. I knew that she lived a few blocks from the gym. After about 20minutes, she walked outside. Her being so damn stuck up, she didn't even notice the three "losers" walking a few feet behind her. When she got to the nearby alley on the side of the gym, I decided to make a move. That was going to be one night that bitch was never going to forget. Quickly I grabbed her from the back. Before she could react I gagged her with my free hand by stuffing her mouth with a gym towel. We then dragged her kicking and whimpering to the rear of the alley. Luck must have been on our side that night, because in the middle of the alley was a dumpster with a dirty mattress leaned against it; which was just good enough for this slut.
As one of my friends, Robert, got the mattress ready, I pulled out my Swiss army pocket knife. I saw her eyes get big as she saw the knife. I pulled her hard by her hair and lifted the blade to her throat. Then she began to cry. I told her to shut the fuck up and to do as we say. I told her if she screamed or tried to fight, there would be one less bitch in this world. Her eyes told me that she was scared but she would comply. We had been behind her the entire time and I knew that she hadn't seen any of our faces. She shuddered as I reached down and grabbed her baby-tee. I told her to pull her arms through. She did what I asked. I then pulled her shirt up, but not off. I lifted her shirt until the collar was above her lips but below her nose and let the rest of the shirt cover her nose, eyes, and some of her hair (leaving just enough hair for us to grab). She wasn't wearing a bra so her breast pummelled out, being freed from their tight prison. I had to admit that she was the hottest piece of ass I had ever laid eyes on. I had her get down on all fours and open her mouth. Then the fun began.