Girls Just Want To Have Fun: Conclusion
by M.C.
Two strong and beautiful college girls have fun on their summer vacation.


Jenny and Peggy chatted away as they ate their dinner and downed several more
beers. The strong, athletic women were so engrossed in their conversation that
they completely forgot about the three large college jocks that were staring
at them from the near-by table; the three that the girls had beaten up and
publically humiliated on the beach earlier that day. After finishing their
meal - as well as a rather copious amount of beer - the beautiful females rose
from their chairs and began walking towards the adjacent disco. On the way out
they passed by the table where the guys were seated.

"Why hello there," the inebriated Peggy giggled as she paused briefly in front
of them,"where'd you boy's get those lovely black eyes; tee, hee, hee?"

"Now now Peg," Jenny said as she walked beside her friend,"you know darn well
where they got them. There's no need to rub their noses in it...too much that
is. After all, I'm sure these rough, tough macho college men certainly don't
need to be reminded that they got their asses kicked by a couple of girls
(smirk)."

"Oh, that's right; I forgot (giggles). Gee, that seems like such a long time
ago Jenny. Are you sure it was today?"

"Of course it was today you clown; we just got here around noon didn't we? You
never could handle your alcohol could you Peg?"

"Oooopsie (hick) my bad. Say, who's this handsome guy sitting at the table
with them; the one without a black eye? Looks like we missed one, and he's a
real cutie pie."

"That's the guy we didn't punch out because you warned him to stayed out of it
and he did. And when you flexed your muscles for him afterwards he got a huge
hard on. Damn it girl, don't you remember anything?"

"I did? Darn, alcohol sure does weird things to me." The beautiful brunette
leaned over the table and smiled at the man who caught her attention."Are you
coming to the disco later, you good looking hunk? Maybe I'll see ya there
(wink)." The two strong and intoxicated women then sauntered off in the
direction of the night club, giggling as they went.

"They humiliated us," Steve, the largest and strongest of the group said
angrily after the two females walked off,"those two bitches humiliated us. We
can't let them get away with that."

"What are you going to do about it?" Randy asked. He had been swimming in the
ocean when the fight began and, by the time he arrived on the scene, the girls
were putting the finishing *touches* on his three friends. Peggy, the muscular
brunette, then warned him to stay out of it; which he wisely did."I saw the
way those girls fight, they creamed you. That blonde kicks like a horse; she
took you down in seconds Steve. And the brunette looks like she could lift a
truck. She flattened John with just one punch."

"We weren't ready, that's all," John said. "If we had known what to expect it
would have been much different. Do you really think that the three of us could
have been beaten up by just two girls? Next time we'll be prepared."

"Next time?" Randy asked surprised,"you really want to go up against them
again?"

"They humiliated us in public Randy, we're the laughingstock of this whole
town now. Didn't you hear all those snickers behind our backs us as we were
walking over here? We'll never be able to pick up any girls here now; those
bitches ruined it for us. And I'm not going to spend the next month just
playing with my pecker. We'll have to go somewhere else. But first, we'll make
them pay!"

"How did the fight start anyway Steve?"

"While you were swimming, John, Mike and I saw these two beautiful girls
sunning themselves in the sand. Since they were alone, we went over to them
and simply asked if they wanted any company; that's all."

Randy, though not there at the time, knew that couldn't be the entire story.
He didn't think that the two girls suddenly started beating up his friends for
no good reason. Knowing them, and how persistant his friends could be when
trying to hit on women, Randy suspected that they might have gone too far (in
fact they were more than persistant, they were downright obnoxious. Though
only in Pismo Beach a few days, the three of them had already acquired a
reputation for being overly aggressive towards members of the opposit sex).

It didn't take a genius to figure out that these two powerfully built women
athletes rebuffed their advances; after which Steve, John and Mike probably
got offended. From there one thing undoubtably then led to another. Randy had
seen it happen several times already and usually the girls wound up having to
leave the beach in order to escape their harassment. This time however, his
friends ran up against women who knew how to deal effectively with the
situation; and the rather comprehensive beating they recieved at the hands of
these strong females was the result.

"Are you absolutely sure you want to go up against those girls again?" Randy
repeated,"they look awfully tough."

"Yes Randy, we have to. They humiliated us in public and everybody knows it;
you know how fast these things spread around. We'll have to go to another town
now. But before we do, we'll show those bitches that they messed with the
wrong guys." John and Mike nodded their heads in agreement when Steve said
this.

Randy felt torn. He was an engineering major at the University of Wisconsin in
Madison. One cold wintery day while he and his friends were having a few beers
in the student union and staring out over frozen lake Mendota, he tossed out
the idea of driving across the country to California and spending a few weeks
lounging by the Pacific Ocean as soon as their summer vacation began. They all
agreed and the plans were set in motion. As the time for their vacation
approached, Randy became very excited; he'd never been west of the Mississippi
River before. What better way to spend what would probably be his last free
summer before beginning his senior year and then work?

But now everything seemed to be on the verge of collapse because of the
*incident* that took place on the beach earlier that day. Randy knew that it
was undoubtably his friend's fault that it happened but he didn't want to have
to leave Pismo Beach. He liked what he saw of it so far and really wanted to
visit the near-by Hearst Castle as well as take the beautiful scenic drive up
Pacific Coast Highway to Monterey. But as it was Steve's car they had driven
across country in, Randy felt he had no choice but to follow the game plan and
go with them to a different location.

But did they really have to fight these girls again? Randy couldn't believe
how easily the blonde and brunette battered his friends around. John and Mike
were both around six feet tall and probably weighed nearly 200 pounds; while
Steve, a serious weight lifter and by far the strongest of the three, stood
six feet two and at least 225. All three are excellent athletes. But these
girls still handled them like they were children; giggling with each other as
they pounded his friends into the sand.

And that brunette, she was so awesome! Probably the most amazing woman Randy
had ever seen in his life - so strong and so beautiful. Just watching her in
action gave Randy an erection; a fact that she, much to his embarrassment,
noticed immediately. But did she really like him? Or was that just her way of
teasing, jerking his chain? And if his friends did fight the girls again,
would they expect him to join in this time?

Randy wasn't a fighter, it wasn't his style. He also knew from watching what
transpired earlier that even if he were to join in, it probably wouldn't make
much of a difference - the girls would probably still kick their asses. But if
he chickened out, what would his friends do about him? Would they just leave
him there in Pismo Beach all by himself; 2,000 miles from Wisconsin? Why
couldn't they just go to another beach town and leave the girls alone? (Randy
knew the answer of course - macho pride). These were the thoughts running
through Randy's mind as he and his friends got up from their table and
followed the girls over to the disco.

Even though the club was dark, noisy and crowded, Randy and his friends had no
trouble locating Jenny and Peggy. Standing in the middle of the dance floor,
the two powerfully built Amazons - their gorgeous, muscular bodies gyrating to
the loud hip- hop sound blaring from the loudspeakers - could not possibly be
overlooked. Randy's attention was immediately drawn to the large, long haired
brunette whose graceful movements as she danced, mesmerized him. When Peggy
spotted Randy, a wide smile spread across her beautiful face. Randy felt his
heart begin to pound as she left the dance floor and began moving up towards
him.

"Glad you could make it handsome," Peggy said when she came within earshot,
"care to dance?" Before he could even utter his responce, Randy felt her
vice-like grip around his wrist and he was yanked away from his equally
surprised friends and virtually dragged down onto the dance floor by the
powerful female. To make matters worse (or better as the case may be), as soon
as they got onto the floor, the loud music stopped and a soft, slow song -
Brian Adam's "Everything I Do, I Do It For You"- began.

"Oh, I just love this song," Peggy said. Randy now felt himself engulfed in
her strong, muscular arms. Although he was no slouch - Randy stood five
feet-ten inches tall and weighed in at a trim but well porportioned 175 pounds
- he was no match physically for the six foot, 185 pound Amazon who he was
dancing with; and they both knew it. As she continued to sway him back and
forth, Randy felt the pressure increase. The powerful woman forced him closer
into her large, firm breasts and softly whispered into his ear,"don't fight it
honey, we both know you want it."

"Wha-what makes you say that?" he replied...stupidly.

Supressing the urge to break out laughing, the muscular woman simply giggled
and said,"that beautiful erection you had when I flexed my biceps for you on
the beach earlier today you silly boy." She squeezed him even tighter."What's
your name sweetie pie?"

"Randy."

"Well Randy, my name's Peggy; pleased to meet'ya. What say we blow this joint
and go back to my place?" Randy then remembered his friends and what they had
planned to do to the two women."What's the matter loverboy?" Peggy asked,
sensing something wasn't quite right.

"It's...it's my friends Peggy, the ones you and your blonde friend beat up.
They want revenge for what you girls did to them on the beach."

"Oh, they do, do they?"

"Yes. What are you going to do about it."

Peggy squeezed Randy even tighter into her formidible breasts; he found it
difficult to breathe now. "After this song is over, Jenny and I will *invite*
your friends outside and settle this matter girl to boy; once and for all. In
the meantime, how about a little kiss you handsome man you?" The massive
beauty pressed her lips against his and gave Randy the longest, strongest and
most passionate kiss of his young life. She sent her long, soft tongue deep
into, and all around, his mouth. He tried to respond in kind but the powerful
female was just too much for him. "Hmmm...that's quite a kisser you have there
Randy," Peggy teased when she was through; but they both knew she was just
patronizing him.

"Hey Peg," a familiar voice said from behind her,"isn't this the guy from the
beach? The one whose friends we smacked around? The one with the huge erection
(smirk)?"

"Yes it is. Jenny meet Randy; Randy, Jenny. And speaking of his friends, it
seems that you and I have some unfinished business to take care of with them,"
Peggy winked. They looked up from the dance floor at Steve, John and Mike who
were watching them from above.

"Oh goody," the blonde giggled,"let's get it on then!"

Peggy turned to Randy and said,"if you'd like, you can stay here honey.
There's no need for you to watch this. After all, you weren't involved and
they are your friends."

"Are-are you going to hurt them?" he asked. As he stood in-between these two
strong and confident women, Randy suddenly felt afraid for his college
friends.

Peggy smiled sympathically at him."Well, it is a fight you know, and in a
fight people do tend to get hurt. But we'll try not to rough them up anymore
than we have to. O.K. honey?" She leaned over and gave him a gentle kiss on
the forehead, then nodded to Jenny. The two Amazons then began making their
way over to where Randy's friends were to finish what they started earlier.

"I hear you big, tough macho men want another go at us," Jenny said.

"You heard correctly," Steve replied.

"Well then, what do you say we all take a walk outside, shall we?" Peggy
chimed in. The three guys and two girls, with Randy in tow, left the disco and
walked to the beach. It was a warm summer night lit brightly by a full moon.

"My, what a lovely night for a...fight, isn't it Peg?" Jenny laughed.

"Yes it is Jen. With that full moon it'll be very, err...*romantic*."

"O.K. guys," Jenny began when they reached a secluded part of the beach where
they wouldn't be disturbed,"here's the deal. After we whup your asses again,
you leave Pismo Beach and don't come back, understand?"

"And what if we win?" Steve asked.

The girls looked at each other and giggled,"then I guess we'll have to leave."

"Fair enough. And what about him?" (Steve pointed at Randy)

"He goes to the winners."

"But he came here with us."

"That may be true...but he's leaving with us," Peggy winked.

The three guys looked at Randy. "What's it gonna be pal? Them or us?"

Randy was caught in a dilemma now; whose side was on? He had known Steve, John
and Mike for three years - ever since they were freshmen at the University of
Wisconsin. He knew they had their faults, but they were still the best friends
he had. Peggy, on the other hand, he had only met that day. In fact, Randy
really only *met* her in the disco just a few minutes earlier. But he found
the tall, gorgeous brunette, with her large rippling muscles and long
beautiful hair almost irresistable. To Randy, she was awesome, he had never
felt this way about a woman before. Steve, John and Mike may be his friends,
but Peggy was a goddess. What should he do?

Peggy could sense the pressure Randy was being put under and decided to put
him out of his misery...in a rather unusual way."Here honey, let me help you
decide." SOCK! The powerful woman slammed her right fist into his jaw.
Although she only hit him with about half of her strength, it was still enough
to send the 175 pound man flat on his back."Sorry about that sweetie pie,"she
giggled,"but now you don't have to make a decision. Because by the time you
recover, our fight will be over and we can pick up where we left off (wink)."
Then, turning her attention back to his three friends, Peggy said,"O.K. tough
guys, are you ready to rumble?"

The five of them squared off. This time Peggy took on Steve while Jenny faced
off against John and Mike. Though larger, and probably even a little bit
stronger than Peggy, Steve soon found himself at a disadvantage against the
athletic brunette. Her punches came at him so fast - and had so much power -
that he was unable to stop them. Almost immediately Peggy began to force the
225 pound weight lifter back. "Oh come on Stevie," she teased,"let's see if
you can last longer against me than your two friends did this afternoon."

While this was going on, Jenny, a trained martial artist (she holds a second
degree black belt in Tae Kwon Do), calmly stood in-between John and Mike. She
smiled with her hands on her hips and waited for them to make their move. Well
aware of her capabilities, they decided to attack simultaneously. "Now!" Mike
shouted and they both surged forward. WHAM! Jenny's board-shattering right
foot became a blur as it whurled around and nailed John flush on the side of
his face. Still balancing on her left foot, the buxom blonde continued her
circular motion and caught Mike squarely in the jaw. Stunned, they both fell
backwards."That's two stones by one bird,"she giggled.

"UUGGGHHH!" Peggy groaned as she peppered Steve's face with several lightning
fast left jabs that he was unable to block,"I don't know what's worse Jenny,
fighting in this tight dress or listening to your horrible puns." The strong
brunette connected with two more left jabs and then a solid right cross to
Steve's nose, splattering blood all over the place."Damn! Now how in the hell
am I going to get this blood out of my clothes?"

Jenny quickly looked over her two opponents and decided to go to work on Mike
first - he was slightly larger than John and recieved a less severe blow.
Hurling herself at him, the powerful girl landed a series of vicious kicks and
punches, driving him back. Remembering Peggy's promise to Randy, she avoided
striking those parts of his body that might cause him serious damage; like the
neck and groin. She was pulling her punches also so as not to accidentally
break any bones. But this did not mean that the super blonde was 'taking it
easy' on him. In less than thirty seconds the five foot-ten inch, 165 pound
beauty sent her six-foot, 200 pound opponent to his knees; holding his stomach
with blood trickling from his mouth. "Stay down there Mikie, it'll be safer
for you." Jenny then turned around to face John who was just recovering from
her initial kick.

Meanwhile, Peggy had driven Steve back against a vacant lifeguard tower and
was using the 225 pound bodybuilder for a punching bag. Although the muscular
female was also not using her full strength, her rock-hard fists were still
inflicting considerable damage on him."Oh come on big boy," she teased," is
this the best you can do? After all, I'm just a little girl; tee, hee, hee."
Although he tried to fight back, Steve's errant blows proved to be nothing
more than a minor nuisance to the highly skilled female athlete; (did I
mention that Peggy used to train with the light- heavyweight boxer on the UCLA
boxing team for awhile? He was her boyfriend until they broke up; something to
do with her knocking him out once too often).

John, surveying the scene, was greeted by a sight that sent shivers down his
spine. Steve, his strongest friend, was helplessly pinned back against a
lifeguard tower by the muscular brunette who was pummeling him at will. Mike
was kneeling on the sand, down and out. But the scariest thing of all was the
look on the face of the beautiful blonde as she slowly approached him."Come on
handsome," she laughed, "it's your turn for your wupping now." His situation
hopeless, John did what any other red-blooded American college male would
do...he ran like hell.

"Oh no you don't loverboy," Jenny squealed as she took off after him,"I'm not
letting you off this easy; tee, hee, hee." Her muscular legs then began to
propel the strong female forward at great speed as she raced after the fleeing
man. Soon they both disappeared into the darkness.

By this time, Peggy's fists had reduced Steve to a bloody mess. She held the
badly beaten man up by his shirt collar with her left hand and cocked back her
right; ready to strike the final blow. But then Peggy glanced over at Randy,
who was struggling to get to his feet. The beautiful woman remained frozen in
this position for several seconds...then she smiled. Turning back to Steve,
she simply tapped him lightly on the nose."Punch," she said softly and let him
go. He collapsed on the sand in tears.

"How's your head sweetie pie?" Peggy asked as she helped Randy to his feet.

"It feels like it was trampled on by a herd of elephants."

"That bad huh." Peggy then put her arms around him and gave Randy another one
of her monstrous kisses. When she released him, he too fell to the sand;
though it was due to breathlessness rather than a beating."You men are so hard
to figure out," Peggy giggled,"you collapse when I beat you and you collapse
when I love you."

"Hey there girl!" Jenny's voice cried out from the darkness,"how's it going?"
Gazing in the direction that the voice was coming from, Peggy and Randy were
greeted by an interesting sight. The muscular blonde was walking towards them
with a beautiful smile on her face. Drapped across her right shoulder, with
his head and arms dangling down in front of her and his legs in the back, was
the crying John."We had ourselves a little race,"Jenny giggled,"and guess who
won?" When she saw the battered form of Steve lying on the sand, Jenny
couldn't help but call out,"you go girl!" The two beautiful, victorious
Amazons then slapped each other five."So kiddo, what now?"

"Well, I don't know about you Jenny but this handsome guy and I have some
plans; don't we honey?" She put her powerful arms around Randy and squeezed.
"Don't we honey?" she repeated."Ye...yes," he managed to say. The next thing
he knew, Randy was being lifted up off the sand and placed over one of Peggy's
massive shoulders. She wrapped her arms around his legs and began carrying him
towards their beach house with Jenny and John close behind.

"What about those two?" Jenny asked, pointing to the two battered forms lying
on the sand.

"They're not our concern," Peggy replied,"let them find their own muscle
women." Then, after pausing and reflecting for a few moments, she
smiled."Jenny, I think I may have an idea about what to do about them." She
leaned over and the two girls began to whisper. Soon, they were
giggling...then laughing.

"Why Peggy, what a wonderful idea. It'll be great for all of us; tee, hee,
hee." Effortlessly, the two powerful women carried their respective men into
their beach house and closed the door behind them.

Epilogue: The following morning

Steve and Mike sadly packed up their belongings. Their bodies, battered and
bruised from the beating they recieved at the hands (and feet) of the two
mighty Amazons the previous night, responded slowly. They had driven over
2,000 miles only to be beaten up and humiliated by two girls. Now, with their
summer vacation ruined, the two college men decided to return to Wisconsin;
Randy and John would have to find their own way back. As they silently went
about the business of packing there was a knock on the door. "Good morning
boys," the muscular blonde smiled as she pushed her way past the stunned guys
and entered their beach house. She was followed by an even larger brunette and
then two guys - Randy and John."Going somewhere are we?"

"We're leaving," Steve said dejectedly,"those were the terms, weren't they?"

"Yes, they were," Peggy replied,"but we've talked it over between ourselves
and decided to reconsider."

"Why?"

"Randy told me that you boys drove 2,000 miles from Wisconsin to spend a few
weeks on the beach in California. It would be a shame if you were to return
now without having experienced what a the true California summer is like."

"How can we do that after what you girls did to us yesterday?" Steve asked,
pointing to his badly swollen jaw.

"Well, you have to admit that you were behaving rather badly towards the
females around here. I think you boys got the beating you deserved." Peggy
kicked Steve's suitcase closed and put her right foot on top of it. She stood
in front of him with her hands on her hips, daring him to try and open it.
Jenny followed suit and closed Mike's. Wisely, neither of them took up the
girls' challenge."Now, unless you want me to get rough with you again you'll
listen to me," Peggy began in a stern tone of voice...

"We're all college students looking to have a good time this summer. You were
naughty boys and we punished you for it; but that's all behind us now. Randy
and John have agreed to share our beach house with us for the next few weeks
and (as Peggy spoke, Jenny moved towards the front door and motioned to
someone outside) we have a little surprise for the two of you." The door swung
wide open and there stood two more large, extremely well built athletic women;
Peggy's friends on the basketball team. "Steve and Mike, I'd like you to meet
Cindy and Annie, your roommates for the next few weeks."

Every so often you say something off the top of your head that's really
stupid, but you say it anyway. Tactlessly, Steve choose to do that now. "But
what if we don't want these roommates imposed on us?" he blurted out. Mike,
for some reason, stood by his friend. Peggy sighed, shrugged her massive
shoulders and smiled at her teammates."I guess some people just insist on
doing things the hard way. Have fun girls." Peggy took Randy by the hand and
led him out; followed by Jenny and John. As the four of them began walking to
their beach house, they couldn't help but hear the sounds of Steve and Mike
screaming...as well as Cindy and Annie's laughter.

After an initial period of *adjustment*, Steve and Mike - like Randy and John
before them - came around to accepting the fact that nothing beats having a
strong, powerful woman for a girlfriend. The four couples then enjoyed a
wonderful summer of surf, sand, sun and fun.