Deadly Beach Babe
by Antman




The couple made their way carefully down the steep rocky cliff side to
the small, secluded sandy cove.He was a skinny, balding man of about 50,
while she was tall, statuesque shapely and 30 years old. They were a
married couple, she had been attracted by his open cheque book, and
chairmanship of a large company..which brought a large house, a powerful
Mercedes and a good lifestyle.He had been attracted by the sensual strong
woman, spellbound by her swimmer's muscles.
They reached the beach, their bare feet sinking into the warm, soft sand.
He was dressed in a pair of bright Bermuda shorts, his legs sticking out
like matchsticks, while she was in a one piece dark blue swimsuit which
showed off her smoothly muscled arms and shoulders, and her long powerful
tanned legs.She pushed her long auburn hair over her shoulders, and
glanced around..."Ahhhh", she purred..."This is perfect!" He missed the
smile that hovered round her full lips, as he dropped onto the sand with
a sigh...No-one to see or hear them...The cliffs towering round them
muffled the sound of screaming, laughing children clustered on the big
beach about 1/2 a mile away.She dropped to her knees beside his supine
body..and said.."Hey...Let's fool around ! Wanna wrestle ?"...Normally
this was the prelude to their frantic bouts of lovemaking, but today..he
was hung over, and tired from the party, the previous night.."Nah!,,I
just wanna relax".He rolled onto his back sighing contentedly, feeling
the sun warm on his body. "Ohhh No ! lover boy...Come here !". She
grabbed his hands and pulled him to her, giving that sexy deep giggle of
hers that always made his heart jump. She rolled him between her open
legs, and closed them around his chest."Ahhh, that's better...you like my
legs, don't you !". He felt the warm, silky softness of them, as they
closed round him, and a shiver of excitement ran through him. He ran his
hand along the soft sleek thigh. "Now", she murmured , "I had a phone
call earlier...from my best friend..you know Jacqui, dont you...honey !"
Her voice was heavy with sarcasm, as she lay on her side, her head
propped on one raised hand. She looked down at him, her dark eyes
suddenly becoming cloudy and cold. "Of course..Dominique",,he smiled
nervously, "She's a very good secretary"
The legs suddenly tensed slightly, as she casually crossed her ankles,
and he felt the smooth limb suddenly ripple under his hand, as the
muscles hardened."Ummm, seems like you have been spending a lot of time
with her !". His mind flew back to the frantic couplings on the thick
boardroom carpet.
"Unnnngh...Nooooo"...his breath was suddenly forced out of him by the
thighs suddenly hardening and clamping hard on his ribcage. Her legs
which had held him in her silky noose..now turned into a muscular vise.
His hands flew to the hard thighs, grinding him, driving the air from his
lungs, the strength from his body, the will to resist....devouring
him..."NOT...SO...HARD...PLEASE...ungggh !"...He felt the musles suddenly
ease their pressure...and he gasped desperate air into him, before the
thighs squeezed again, forcing his body to arch, his hands to push
futilely at the steely legs, trying to ease the tremendous pressure, she
poured on. He heard her chuckle, through the waves of pain that flooded
through him, and felt a shiver of fear...she was too strong for him..
"You know this sugar,...my python squeeze..The grip suddenly eased again,
allowing him an agonised gasp of air, before the vise tightened again
around his ribs..he groaned helplessly, his legs kicking out in the soft
sand. "You like me doing this when we're making love !...did Jacqui do it
to you ?..when you made love to her"...She gritted her teeth, and arched
her hips up, twisting his body..adding further pressure on his tortured
rib cage .His hands now were weakly clawing at the smooth thighs, the
muscles like bands of steel under the silky skin. He
gasped..."She's..unnnngh...lying..the bitch..I never...Ahhhhhh!!" he gave
a small squeak, as he felt his ribcage bend under her thighs.
She gazed down dispassionately at the helpless man writhing between her
legs, his face reddened and agonised, his mouth gaping, eyes bulging,
gasping in the small wheezing breaths that she allowed him....she wanted
this to last..for him to suffer ."Oh no, my darling...she wouldn't lie to
me ...and I bet she's not the only one."..she hissed. Savagely, she
thrust her lithe hips up, gritting her teeth, using her legs to twist,
and mangle his body, applying further torture to his rapidly weakening
body. He reached up, choking and groaning pounding his fists weakly into
her hips and stomach..desperately trying to make her loosen her deadly
grip.But her legs were not to be loosened . He reached up, trying to claw
at her face..but she grasped his weakly waving hands in hers,
interlocking her fingers in his, locking them together, and wrenched his
hands away. For a further half an hour, she tortured him with her body
scissors, until he lay helpless, and barely conscious between her steel
thighs. She eased her grip..and his chest barely rose..as he drew air
into his bruised ribs .A dribble of saliva ran from the corner of his
mouth..his eyes fluttered..she released his hands..and they dropped limp
and weak onto the sand. Looking down, she gave a sneer of contempt,
unlocked his ankles, and used her feet the roll his gasping, groaning
body from between her legs.
He lay twitching, on his back, as she rose, and stepped astride him,
hands on her shapely hips. As he moaned, and his eyes focused..he gazed
up..past her long legs, past her flat stomach, and the proudly juting
breasts to her face, looking lovely but cold, her thick hair heavily on
her shoulders. "Wha....What"..he gasped.
"What Am I going to do ?..Uh ?" Awww poor you..you're as weak as a
kitten"...she finished it for him.." THIS". She dropped suddenly onto his
chest, her weight driving the agonised ribcage inwards..and he gave a
gasp of pain as his air whoosed out of him . His body jerked in agony, as
she slid up him, grinding his skinny biceps under her knees, and bouncing
her weight on his painful chest, driving him into the soft sand. His
hands came up to claw at her thighs, and push at her hips, futilely
trying to unseat her, but she spread her knees wider balancing herself
against his weakly writhing body, as he bridged and twisted helpless
beneath her solid weight. using his final reserves of strength, he
managed to pull his arms free of the torturing grinding of her knees, to
push at the body above him, his hands sliding uselessly off the satin
fabric of her swim suit. "Get....Off  Please "...he wheezed in agony..but
she smiled coldly down at him, and shook her head. She sat for a moment,
feeling powerful, watching his pitiful struggles under her, and then
reached out to grasp his wrists, pushing them back down into the warm
sand, and sliding her shins over them, pinning them above his head.
She glanced over her shoulder at the blue waters, watching the rolling
waves break on the beach...just behind them. "Ahhh!", she said in a
matter of fact way..."The tides coming in...if we stay here, we will be
in trouble...or rather you will be...I just have to sit". .She smiled
coldly down into his agonised face. "It's a good job you took out that
big Life insurance policy last year..you never know when it will come in
handy."..Her words seeped into his brain..and realisation entered it. As
he opened his mouth, she slid her crotch over his face, his mouth and
nose being smothered into the softness of her swimsuit, and his scream
vibrated through her sex, making her shudder with pleasure. The tide came
higher and higher, lapping round, and then over the weakly kicking legs
of the man pinned under the girl who smiled calmly, as she watched and
waited...the only sound was a muffled series of pleadings , curses and
sobs.