Schoolgirl Assassins. Story 19. 
by ANTMAN
The French Riviera

     The man lay back in his sun lounger, and breathed a deep sigh of
contentment. He had spent a months leave at his Nice villa, and was
relaxed and happy. He sipped at an iced lager as the warm afternoon sun
bathed him in it's rays. Tomorrow he would return to his job as
codebreaker at the spy rings Headquarters in Rotterdam....but for now at
least......Claire, eighteen years old, and Cassie seventeen years old,
removed their clothes and stood in their black satin underwear. They
handed them over to Miss Bond who gave the girls a blown up beach ball.
They gazed along the deserted beach to where the man now dozed in the
warmth of the sun.
     "Now girls," said the Headmistress, "Have you worked out a plan?"
"Oh yes Miss" purred the shapely Brunette, pushing back her long locks,
and undulating her body "He won't resist us". "Thank you Claire" broke in
Miss Bond, "I don't want details, just get the job done". She handed the
ball to Cassie who flashed her lovely blue eyes from under a centre
parting of blonde hair, to Claire, and the two girls turned. "Meet you
back at the car" said Miss Bond, as the girls trotted off toward the man.
The Headmistress smiled at the sight of the two girls both tall and
tanned dressed in their skimpy underwear, and smiled, the poor man really
didn't stand a chance.
     The man was startled out of his dozing by the sounds of girlish
laughter and giggles. He saw two teenage girls running along the edge of
the sea, tossing a beach ball back and forth."Hey " he yelled out ,"This
is a private beach". The two girls stopped and stood looking at the man
for a second, before they both started to walk towards him. They walked
slowly swaying their shapely bodies and brushing their long hair over
their shoulders. The man half raised on his lounger looked as any man
would at the sight, and a fifty year old man appreciated such sights.
Both girls were tall and though the brunette had the better figure, the
blonde had the golden skin from tanning that looks so alluring and the
man found himself breathing heavily as the girls reached him, their
bodies covered by small black bikinis that pronounced their charms.
"We're sorry" breathed the dark haired girl huskily, staring with her
lovely brown eyes into his, "Yes" broke in the blonde, "We didn't know,
we didn't mean any harm". Her voice had a soft girlish sweetness about
it, and he was sorry he had disturbed them.
     "Hey" suddenly broke in the brunette, "Want to play a game ?" The
man glanced from one to another "N-No " he stammered as he turned red
under their inquiring eyes. "Of course you do" said the blonde "You look
lonely all on your own" as he feebly protested the girls took an arm each
and started pulling him towards the sea. As he ran with them, pleading
half hearted to be released the girls were giggling and the sight of
their young, laughing faces and lovely bodies completely broke his
inhibitions. Why shouldn't he have a little fun...on his last day. As
they reached the sea's edge the man suddenly stopped "No NO " stated
firmly"I can't swim" . "Don't be silly, stated the blonde, "Wer'e  only
going in a little way". The man had a sudden stab of apprehension and
then the girls were pulling him again and he was in the water. When they
had waded out to where the waves lapped at their knees, the girls
stopped. The brunette faced him and put her hands on her shapely hips.
"Right" she laughed "This game is called Whaling....You're the harpooner
and we are the whales"...The man joined in their laughter, then asked
puzzled.."What is whaling...I've never heard of it". "Oh", smiled the
blonde..."You'll like it, I promise you". With a smile that made him wish
he were a lot younger, she turned her back to him, allowing him a view of
her shapely little rear end.
     "Right " stated the brunette, down on your back and push yourself
along with your hands on the bottom. "Why" he inquired. "'Cause you're
the ship, silly" the blonde gave him another little laugh and a flash of
her lovely eyes, and that decided it. He sat and then lay back in the
warm water and started to push himself along. The back of his head
suddenly passed between the legs of the blonde girl who stood with her
legs apart and her hands on her hips. his face was only inches below her
crotch and he shivered as his shoulders slid along her shapely golden
thighs. She looked down and giggled. "You've missed one whale" she gave
him that devastating smile. He laughed "You don't look like a whale to
me", he paddled on , his legs brushing hers as he moved out of her arch.
"Oh but we are" she whispered as he moved on towards Claire. "We're
killer whales". The man was enjoying this game and he moved under
Claire's legs, feeling the warmth of her thighs as he brushed past her
silky skin. He swallowed hard as his view was filled by her shapely
breasts pushing out of her silky bra..Something whirred in his brain, but
the brunette above him laughed and whispered "Oh dear, you've missed
another one". The man paddled round in a circle feeling delicious tingles
in his groin, as he glanced back and aimed himself at the backs of the
golden straddled thighs of Cassie. "When am I going to catch one " he
called out as his head passed under the blonde's legs. "Now honey"
whispered Cassie, and closed her thighs around his neck. He gasped with
the pleasure of those silky legs and tingles ran up and down his spine.
"He gazed up puzzled into the blonde's smiling face "It looks as if you
caught one". The man gazed into her lovely fave and laughed nervously.
"What happens now then" he said . The blonde  said nothing but tightened
her thighs on his neck. He suddenly felt a silky leg slide over him and
the brunette said "Youve got to ready your harpoon". He felt her straddle
his waist, and then shuddered helplessly as her hand slid into his shorts
and closed gently round his member. He stared up into the still smiling
face of the blonde above him, and then his body arched as the brunette
slid her soft wet hand along him causing him electric shoks along his
body as he hardened quickly. Gasping his hands left the sand and came up,
where his wrists were caucht by the blondes long fingers. He floated, his
head held out of the water by her grip around his neck.
     Cassie looked down into the man's reddened face, as he gasped and
squirmed in lust and said"Shh, calm down...I said you'd enjoy it!" As the
brunettes hand stroked again he looked once more into the blondes lovely
face as his body arched convulsively, and the look in her eyes caused
warning signals to flash in his brain...these girls were wearing not
bikinies but satin bras and briefs...and they were...ooooh! Claire had
pulled her panties out of her crotch and suddenly he slid into her. Her
musles tightened on him as shen slowly slid down . "Ahhh" he groaned and
then heard the girl's voice..."Well he's harpooned me Cassie" she
breathed deeply. The man felt all his strength drain to his groin and he
closed his eyes in rapture. Cassie suddenly whispered "You know who we
are..Don't you!" the man's eyes suddenly opened wide as Claire tightened
her muscles on him again, and he groaned and waved his hands feebly in
Cassie'''s grasp. "We're assassins", the blonde continued, or huntresses
and you're our game " she hissed out the last words and then giggled as
the man's eyes opened wider, this time in fear.
     "Look out " breathed Claire..."The ship's going down". Saying this,
the dark haired girl suddenly knelt onto the sand, pushing him totally
into her now, and forcing his back under the water. Cassie whispered into
his panicky eyes "Goodbye" and smiling that sweet smile of hers, also
sank to her knees onto the sea bed, his head rising up to meet her crotch
which caught him at his throat and choked off his scream as it pushed his
head under the water and onto the sands.
     For a few minutes the sea under the girls bubbled and splashed as
the man desperately fought, but Claire held him hard inside her until he
exploded and he expended his remaining air out of his mouth and into the
water, which rushed in to fill the void in his lungs. His eyes staring
wildly up into the air saw the blonde stillsmiling down on him as pinned
his head to the sand under her crotch and her face broke into wild
distorted patterns in the water as his hands feelby twitched in her grip.
After a few minutes the girls arose and leaving a man who appeared to
have drowned returned at a trot back along the beach. "One down..two to
go" smiled Claire, and a colourful beach ball rolled along the edge of
the sea in the light breeze.
                                     End of Story 19