Beat Up in Front of Her
"Right in his Belly!"
Saturday, September 15, 2012
The BELLYPUNCHER (contd.)
Now I had him. Now he was helpless. I was in full control. I grabbed him by the shirt and pulled him upright. But his hands wouldn't release their grip on his poor punched belly. So I shook him roughly by the collar and slapped him back against the side of the tree to loosen his clutch. Eventually he reached for my arms, and I whipped my left fist back and socked him a haymaker uppercut in the stomach, then I swung my right back and gave him the same thing again.
I saw his eyes cross briefly and he roared out an anguished belly-grunt -- uuh! The girls had a full view of it (I made sure to stand just right), and they both blurted out "oh, right in the belly!" then they looked at each other and laughed.
The pot-bellied oaf was leaning back on the tree, fully winded, with his shirt bunched up to his chest. I rared a fist back, aimed at his face, and his hands flew up to try to block it, pure reflex, while his eyes got big.
Instead I dropped the punch overhand into the upper curve of his stomach, right in the gut! His eyes got even bigger then. I let them see me hold it in him, pure mass of muscle in my punch and pure vulnerability in his soft belly.
His worthless, girly belly paid the price while I put on a show for the girls. They were chanting, "belly-punch! belly-puch!" and calling out, "beat his belly! What's wrong, can't take it in the belly?"
I stepped aside to let him stagger. I love it when they stagger. When they're torqued up by the suffering in their belly, and they can't keep their wobbly knees straight. When I got tired of hearing their giggles at that, I whipped him back upright by the collar, jerked him around toward me, ducked down and packed a sledgehammer punch right into his belly.
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bellywimp,
fistfight,
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Ooof! Ooof! Ooof! If you buried your fist in the pit of my fat doughy belly, I would've doubled right over too! There wouldve been no doubt that I have a soft mushy stomach, getting my belly imploded with just one punch, those girls would've seen quite a spectacle !
ReplyDeleteYou remind me of my brother-in-law, and how he turned me into a fat bellied punching bag in front of our wives. We were out by the pool, the four of us, and he's in shape, works out, me- not so much, at 5'10 and 330 Ibs of raw jelly, I can't even compete with him, and he knows it! Our wives are in lawn chairs pointing towards us, and me and my brother- in-law are standing there in shorts no shoes, with my fat stomach hanging out,and he begins to pick on me by pokeing his fingers in my pale white flabby stomach, and asking loudly if I gained more weight, and look at how your stomach jiggles when I poke it. My wife says leave that fat boy alone, she knows I'm a jelly belly wimp, and she likes to punch me in the stomach to hear me moan, but I think she really likes to see someone with some muscles belly- beat me up. Now I am embarrassed by him pokeing , and picking on me, so when he sits down on a bar stool, I grab his bare feet, and pull him off the stool,and on to his his butt! I thought I embarrassed him, though I didn't think about the reprocutions of my actions! The girls yelled ooooooh! And he was pissed!! He got up and started coming at me. I put my hands up to push him away, but he just moved them away, balled up his fist punched me right in the pit of my fat stomach, I mean he lost his fist up to the elbow in my stomach, and I instantly buckled right over-- oooof! My poor soft belly just imploded on impact, my wife said " see what happens when you punch a fat boy in the stomach?" I was devistated, then he picks me up and again oooof he plops his fist in my stomach, and I'm doubled over again, be has me beatin after two hits, but he continues, now he puts his arm through both my arms behind my back, like if some one was holding my arms back and starts pounding my fat belly with his free fist. And I'm giving it up, ooof , ooof ,ouph as I'm punched about ten times in my stomach , I'm completely done, I'm almost on my knees holding my poor punched stomach, begging " please no more I can't take it in my fat stomach, my wife, his sister has seen enough, she tells him to leave the fat boy alone he can't take getting punched in his fat belly! He tells her to mind her own business, I'm not done with him yet! My mind is racing my insides are rearranged my doughy belly is a bag of misery. He grabs my arm and leads me to the patio wall, straightens me out, moves my hands, an guts me again in my belly, ooooof! Again I'm buckled over, but he moves in closer and my chin lands on his shoulder , he pumps 5 solid uppercuts in the pit of my stomach oup, ooof , uuh, ooof , ooof, the last couple he leaves his fist buried in my fat stomach, then let's me fall to my knees, the girls can't believe what's going on, and my wife has a smile on her face which I can't understand, she says I got what I asked for by pulling him of the stool. While I'm on my knees holding my poor stomach, my brother-in-law takes his foot and smears it all over my face , then kicks to the ground on my back, then he buries his foot in my beat up stomach, and does a victory pose in a final act of domination. I haven't spoken to him since!!
ReplyDeletewhat did your wife say to you after you got back home ?
Deleteyour wife liked seeing your belly get punched .. a smile is worth a thousand words .
DeleteMy wife told me I got what I asked for, because I pulled him off the stool, never mind how he was pokeing me in my fat stomach, calling me fat, makeing fun of me, she says it was my fault!! But it's nothing new, she's seen me get a belly beating before, she knows I'm just a jelly belly doughboy, she's doubled me over plenty of times, she first seen me get beat up when we first started dating, because her ex-boyfriend used my poor stomach for a punching bag, I think it excited her to see me get my stomach caved in!
DeleteBellypuncher: This is one of your best stories. I really loved it.
ReplyDeletethis is a good one . belly gets punched while his wife watches and she really likes it . she got wet on it too
DeleteOoof!
DeleteOoof! She likes it when her fat boy gets punched in the stomach and doubles over, it turns her on!
Deleteperhaps I had your pot belly in mind when I wrote it.
ReplyDeletehopefully you did . not a pot belly but a soft one . ripe for a good punch . know any women that would want to punch it
Deletethen theres the one where the girls are like trainers , watching the fight and yelling to their favorite fighter , belly , belly . hit him in his belly
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