Thrashed on the beach 
By wolwie - Italy  For comments or suggestions contact me at wolwie@hotmail.com.


(the detailed account of a close encounter of the FOURTH type with a woman 
twice his age that had always been in his sexual fantasies and desires). 

I was about sixteen when I began to seriously love the sea, the beaches 
and the feeling of being surrounded by fresh water all around my young 
and fast developping teen body. I was in an excellent shape with all the 
swimming courses at the local public pool, the self-defence classes, and 
the amateur football practice I use to get weekly. So I was extremely 
proud of my physical capabilities at that age. It also happened that I 
soon found out that there was another very interesting and appealing 
subject which intrigued me a lot: mature, good looking women. I knew a 
lot of girls of my age from school and from my sports practices and some 
of them were even very pretty and all, but none of them could come even 
close to the attraction played by mature women's way of moving around: 
there was some sort of an animalistic primitive inborn skill in them to 
turn men on like no young girls could have ever done! And this was 
really a blast for me since I recall I used to watch very carefully some 
of my mother's girlfriends, who used to keep themselves in pretty good 
shape for their age of 40plus: some few selected ones were really 
outrageous with their muscular and well toned body due to their aerobic 
and athletics classes they were regularly attending. At that time my 
family used to own a small flat near the beaches, practically on top of 
them, where we would usually spend our summer holidays. Not very far 
from our apartment in the same condominium block was living an 
exceptionally gorgeous woman named Lori, who was 36 years old (20 years 
older than me!), legally separated from her husband, who according to 
her was a complete asshole, and with no kids because she couldn't have 
them. She was a bit shorter than myself (a couple of inches, maybe), had 
platinum blonde hair, a petite lithe figure with well toned muscles well 
distributed on that glorious body of hers and she had all her curves at 
the right places, naturally.  While living in that flat she used to wear 
very revealing halter tops, tight fitting skirts right up her knees, and 
those marvellous high heels opened wooden sandals, painted in all 
imaginable colours: she had them in black, red, white, beige, shocking 
pink, and many others I just couldn't remember. She was a very nice easy 
going kind of person, talking warmly to everyone and always making new 
acquaintances whenever she had the chance to. Every afternoon I used to 
see her go down the beach to take a long and relaxing swim out of 
anybody's sight. She preferred that time of the day because the place 
was almost deserted and she loved to sunbathing topless before her long 
swim. I had began to monitor her every day, taking notes of the times 
and the exact moves she was usually making in order to prepare a sort of 
a trap to be able to meet her alone and at least get to know better each 
other. To my astonishment and surprise, I later discovered that I wasn't 
the only one elaborating plans for such a purpose! then one afternoon at 
the end of the summer, when most of the residents had already packed and 
returned to town so the place was almost empty, I decided to make my 
move, or at least I thought so. At about 2:00 pm she had strolled down 
the beach purposedly passing before my balcony, since she must have been 
very aware of my constant surveillance. She was wearing a see through 
veil wrapped around her waist with her black bikini top exposing very 
nicely her swaying tits to my perverted ogling, and the black painted 
high heeled sandals she had on, were mainly responsible for her sexy 
strutting. I could do nothing to resist such a tempting lure and fell 
head on into it. Arriving on the beach she placed herself in the strip 
of beach that was the closest to my balcony, allowing me the best of 
possible views. She slowly stripped putting up one hell of a show for my 
poor already throbbing erection. She flew her sandals from her feet with 
small and calculated kicks letting them land about a foot away from her 
towel; she turned around to check no one was in sight and proceeded to 
remove her top revealing her magnificently tanned, fully developped 
chest. Her nipples were standing high, pointing at me while she was 
looking in my direction, with an evil grin laid on her beautiful face. 
Lori was so confident that it almost took me by surprise seeing her look 
at my balcony in such an open invitation for me to come and join her. 
She then removed the veil around her waist showing an incredibly sexy 
thong bikini bottom which perfectly clung around her body and was 
pointing out the roundness and remarkable sculpture of her muscular buns 
and legs. She took her suntan lotion from her bag and started to rub  it 
all over her exposed body making sure to let each stroke last long 
enough for me to enjoy the show. She knew I was there watching her every 
move; she had to! At this point I was unsure whether to follow my 
primordial instincts and go down straight into her trap, or stay there 
in the safe and sound of my flat, keeping on ogling her with 
masturbation as my sole relief! In the heat of the moment I made up my 
mind and swarming to the nearby garage I took out my 3 meters raft, I 
used to take friends out on the sea with. I thought I might make up the 
story that I desired to go fetching some mussels at large because at 
that time the shores were deserted and the water calm. And so I did: 
just passing before her I said hello to her and quickly head for the sea 
to gain distance from her and her somewhat puzzled look in her eyes. 
Clearly she hadn't expecting me going down the beach to go at large with 
my raft! As soon as I put about half a mile distance between me and her, 
I stopped and after securing the raft, I dived with my goggles and all 
equipment pretending I was looking for mussels. No later thar 15 minutes 
I saw a luscious pair of muscular female lower limbs heading towards me 
under the water. Here she was taking her famous long swim at large! I 
reached the surface of the sea, removed my goggles and greeted her. She 
returned my greeting and asked if I would let her get on board of my 
raft to sunbathe there far away from ogling Òpeeping tomsÓ: now the 
remark was clearly referred to me and only the raising erection in my 
bathsuit was preventing me from realizing where she was heading. I said 
yes without even thinking and offered my help to let her in. She was now 
giving her back to me and when she uplifted herself to the rim of my 
raft, I had her incredible ass a few inches away from my panting face. I 
put my hands on her buttocks to push up her further, but she started to 
move her legs to help me and caught my tight nutsack and my swollen 
prick with her right foot thrashing wildly under the salty water I was 
now begin to taste. A loud moan came out of my mouth before I could let 
my hands go to relief somehow my battered balls, and she hit me with the 
heel of her left foot under my chin in what I thought it was a goofy 
attempt to finally gain possess of my raft. I flew in the water head 
spinning backwards, seeing stars, still grasping at my previously hurt 
parts with my hands. When I finally came up I saw her over the rim of 
the raft offering me her hand in help and profusely asking forgiveness 
for her clumsiness in getting aboard. I should have realized there and 
then her purposes, but somehow the sight of her nice body now well 
exposed and so close to mines was just too much. I tried to regain a 
somewhat minimum of composure and sat besides her. She promptly switched 
places positioning herself in front of me, with her feet between my 
legs. Seeing my discomfort she offered to caress my injured body parts 
with her hands trying to soothe me. I had to kindly refuse, because I 
was already turned on by the present situation and any further contact 
with her hot body would have only increased my lower problem (namely 
that bastard of my cock, which though badly hit was still stiff as an 
iron bar and very visible through the thin nylon fabric of my bathsuit). 
She was fully aware of this uncomfortable situation and clearly took 
advantage of it by suddenly placing her right foot on my rock hard now 
fully showing erection. Her toes started to rub and gently stroke up and 
down my shaft along its full length, and my purple helmet came out of 
the bathsuit, making her smile. I was totally at her mercy: her superior 
erotic skills were winning over my young and strong teenager body will 
to resist to her sexual advances. I was enthralled by her and she knew 
it: she was now alternating gentle pressures to slow and long strokes of 
her foot on my dick and my balls, that had tightened approching the 
point of release of my cum. Then it finally happened, I tensed and 
jerked my now all rigid body and shot several gushes of ooze that went 
high in the air to fall back down on my own body and on her leg. She 
looked in my eyes and without any warning she stomped her foot in my 
still half full nuts crushing them with a whacking sound. I doubled in 
pain and disbelief moaning silently at the pain cursing through my body 
and placed my hands on the crotch, where she kept her foot well nestled, 
grinding and pressing her toes in delight over my now limp cock. I tried 
to remove her leg from my groin, but it was no use: the pain waves 
coming to my brain didn't let me gather up enough strength to put up a 
good fight against her. Lori on the other hand, was sure of her doings 
and kept the advantage she had gained with her sudden and unexpected 
kick right after she had jerked me off. As it all started, it also 
quickly ended, as she swiftly pulled her powerful leg away from my 
groin, stood up in a kneeling position and grabbing me by the hair 
pulled my head between her strong legs, placing my neck right under her 
cunt, so that now I was facing her bulging calves and those delicious 
feet which had caused me so much pain and pleasure at the same time. I 
saw her ankles crossing, locked up and immediately felt the pressure on 
my head increasing drastically. My ears were sore from the squeeze she 
was exerting, and her smooth, bronze-tanned thighs were really pouring 
on the power as she was gradually, but steadily crushing my poor skull 
along with my already scrambled brains. In vain I tried with all 
strength I had left to open her deadly limbs that were like steely coils 
wrapped around my head, and I squirmed and bucked under her hold only to 
find out I was actually propelling one of the most powerful orgasm she 
had ever experienced in her life. Her scissors hold grew tighter and 
stronger as I was slowly fainting, losing my consciousness to slip into 
a blissful world of limbo darkness. As I passed out Lori assumed a more 
natural composure and letting my almost lifeless body down, she turned 
the raft around and led it back to the shores. When I next  woke up I 
found myself totally naked on a couch that only later I found out was in 
her flat. Still dizzy and very shaky from the rough and tough beating I 
had endured before, I tried to stand up on very trembling legs, while I 
was groggy and I saw the room spinning around me. So I decided to seat 
down back on the sofa waiting to clear a bit my head, when out of the 
blue she came towards me, taking short and sexy steps that would let her 
boobs swaying from one side to the other. She was only wearing a pair of 
her high heel open sandals, this time wooden with no fancy colours. She 
looked at me and laughed saying she had had so much fun and pleasure 
back in my raft that she had decided to take me back to her place and 
indulge in further amusements over my young pervesion on older women. 
She then explained to me all about her plans and how easy had been to 
lure me into the trap she had carefully elaborated. I was deeply ashamed 
and scared also by her letting it out so candidly to me as if it were 
the most natural thing to do. Suddenly standing before my eyes she shot 
her left leg back to then motion it in a high front kick that smashed 
straight up into my chin snapping my head back, making me land hard on 
the back of her couch. Lori grabbed me by my hair and pulled me down on 
all four to the washroom, where she said we would be taking a shower 
together. She opened the mix of water and led me in the shower making me 
standing up against the wall, while she entered the shower with her 
sandals on, placing herself before my shaking and scared body. While 
shaking her beautifully developped breasts, she lowered her hand and 
grabbed my swaying tool that was growing quickly with excitement and 
stroked it for a brief moment before slamming me back on the wall and 
kicking me in the nuts with a full powered knee that send me flying 
upward along the wall, as I felt my feet leaving the floor. Falling back 
down head first, she raised her other knee at full force meeting my face 
in a way that sent my head crashing against the wall on my back. I was 
reduced to a shapeless heap in a corner on the floor of the shower, when 
Lori took grab of  my head and placed it between her wet and powerful 
legs in a standing reverse scissors hold, all rendered more erotic by 
the wetness of her body. I saw her crossing her ankles locked them, 
while admiring the perfect bulges in her calves and her hot sandals and 
I knew that I was totally out of it ; she had totally taken away from me 
any will of fighting back and I was a mere object in her hands and 
between her legs to be used for her pleasure. She started to rock back 
and forth her thunder thighs increasing her pressure and squeeze on my 
head, as she was nearing her own climax. When she did she let out a loud 
moan of pleasure and squeezed out what little consciousness that was 
still left in my poor wretched body. I passed out realizing that this 
was the beginning of an excruciating and much painful relationship that 
probably would have ended up with my early demise from this valley of 
tears. 

- THE END