The Happy Valley Naturist Resort

By Gerbil

Steve encounters a girl gang of gymnasts and their coach on his naturist vacation

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Steve had been raised as a naturist and had vacationed at Happy Valley for the last 20 years, but this Summer he was subjected to harassment by young female hooligans. He hereby relates his tale of woe.

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I turned off the main interstate and started down the long gravel road and traveled the narrow bumpy and winding path, until I came to the familiar sign, "Happy Valley; Just Wear Your Smile." I always thought the sign was a little hokey for a naturist resort, but I had been coming with my family since I was fifteen, and now at thirty-five, the smells of the fresh country air and the charcoal grills, brought back the joyful Summer times of yesteryear. Most of the women were not anything to look at particularly; with huge rolling waves of fat and tattoos of porpoises or butterflies, but they were always very nice, relaxed and fun loving, and it was always a peaceful time...until this Summer. I parked my car and headed with my baggage to the check-in, then started hiking down the long winding path to my cabin when I came to a group of young girls sitting out in front of a neighboring cabin.

All I wanted to do was unpack, strip down and take my War And Peace down by the pool, sip margaritas in peace and vegetate. I carefully unpacked and stripped off my clothes, gathered my sunglasses, flip-flops, put my towel around my neck and headed for the pool. Once again I had to pass the pack of wayward young women and be greeted with lewd remarks. I just shook my head and wondered about the lost youth of today.

 I was beginning to panic, especially as I felt myself growing hard from her exploring tongue. Between gasps I tried to muster some strength, but I couldn't budge her, and was beginning to not want to. I was beginning to sore as my cock grew hard, then suddenly she rose, and smiled down at my quizzical look, with her hands on her hip. Suddenly I heard clapping, and looked at her four evil friends giving her thumbs ups and cheers, yelling "Right on Shelly."

Shelly looked at my cock standing straight at full mast, than up to my face, still smugly smiling. "You just helped me win twenty bucks Mr. My friends told me that you're too old to get a hard-on, and I bet them I could get you up. See ya around."

I watched her skip off to greet her friends and as she reached them they were full of high fives and giggles. I was both in a state of shock and furious. I don't know if it was the humiliation of being man-handled so easily against my will but a young teen, or being called an old man, at thirty-five, but I was going to teach these young women some manners, if their parents refused to.

It took over two minutes for me to calm down enough and lose my erection, but finally I was able to get up and head back to my cabin to put my plan into effect. I put on some clothes to avoid any further "skin" contact with any of the girls, then chose a spot outside their cabin and waited. I heard lots of laughter and joking, then four of them exited and told the fifth one, whom they called Susan, to pick up some beer while she was in town. The four headed off, and Susan went back inside. I slowly moved up to the cabin's entrance went they were out of sight, and saw Susan pulling on her jeans.

Not even a whimper. This young woman could really take some punishment, and as I reached twenty full force spanks, my hand was starting to give out, and sweat was forming on my brow.

"Let me know when you've had enough."

Silence.

"Okay; you ask for it..."

an explanation. Susan looked up and beamed at her, "Hi coach" and bounced off my lap. "This man..."

"Steve," Steve Williams I offered.

"Yeah, Steve...he was punishing me because I refused to have sex with him. He hit on Shelly at the pool, but she refused his advances too."

"She's a liar!" I screamed. "Listen Ms...Ms...."

"Winston."

"Listen Ms. Winston. That's not what happened at all. I was just..."

"Save your breath Steve. My girls don't lie. I have instilled honesty and integrity along with their gymnastics skills, and I think you owe both Susan and Shelly an apology."

"Listen you crazy bitch. Those young innocent girls of yours are pure evil...daughters of Satin himself. There isn't an ounce of decency in any of them, and they either have you totally conned, or you are the instigator of their evilness, and they should have a better role model."

The look on her face told me that I had perhaps gone a little too far with the comment about being a bitch.

Ms. Winston proceeded to send Susan off to the gym to meet the other girls, and proceeded to twist my body in ways unimaginable, until I properly apologized, and agreed to come to the gym practice to see how wholesome her girls actually were.

We hiked down the long trail and eventually came to the fully equipped gym. The girls were already there, and doing various forms of exercises, and although they were terrible young women, it was hard for me not to admire their beautiful young bodies.

 I found it very distracting to look at beautiful young women in peak physical condition, and the fact that they were naked was even harder on my animal urges. I still did not understand what they were doing at a naturist resort, and when I posed that question to the coach, I was surprised and a bit skeptical at her answer.

"I brought the girls here, because I used to be very shy and self-conscious about my body. I became a naturist, and it has provided me with great self-esteem, and acceptance of my body. That is what I want to instill in my girls when they get out in front of a crowd at our meets."

She read my look of skepticism, so she continued.

"We have only been at Happy Valley for three days, and as you can see, the girls have become perfectly comfortable with their bodies, and no longer worry about an arm or leg being too muscular as they did at times back home. I have instilled in them that you can still be muscular and strong as a male, without losing your femininity. That's why I brought you here Mr. Williams. Some of the girls need that extra experience of actually beating a male to feel that sense of worth and value."

I stared at her with open mouth. "You've got to be kidding. You want me to fight these young teens?"

"That's precisely what I want."

One young lady which I hadn't seen previously named Robyn grabbed my hands and began putting boxing gloves on me, and before I knew what was happening, I was led into a ring with an attractive blonde across from me. She had a serious scowl on her face as she pounded her gloves together, and came charging out of her corner when the coach gave the signal to box. I thought I was in pretty good shape, but it wasn't even a contest, as she danced and bobbed, her young naked breaks taunting me as she pummeled my stomach over and over. She wound up with a right and let it fly before I could raise my fists to protect my face, and she connected squarely, sending me to the mat.

I waved her off admitting that she had thoroughly thrashed me and I wanted know more, and she went off, thrilled with her success at having beating a grown man in no time. I thought that would be the end of it, but Coach Winston had other ideas. She informed me that I would now wrestle Freshman, Tammy, and then I would be permitted to leave. No amount of begging or pleading would dissuade her, so I removed the gloves and moved towards the mat where the match would take place.

Slowly we moved toward each other, and locked our hands in back of the others neck and began pushing and pulling for an advantage. Every time she would pull down, I would lurch forward and almost go down, which caused my cock and balls to bounce up and down wildly, and bring cheers and laughs from her teammates. I don't know how many times I heard, "Kick his ass Rachel," but it was beginning to bother me; especially since I was having no luck in taking this young teen to the mat. Finally, I had to try something. I went up fast with my arms and broke her grip, then quickly bent and dove for her legs to try and take her down. Before I could grab hold of her, she flattened her body out with lightening quick reflexes, and wrapped her arms around my stomach as her chin and young breasts dug into my back. I tried pushing forward, but was amazed that I could not free myself.

I tried to sound my defeat, but my cries of anguish were muffled by her young rock hard buttocks, and finally the lack of air made me pass out. When I finally came to, everyone had thankfully vanished. I headed toward the showers, and unfortunately ran into the young woman who had so easily conquered me on the mat.

I watched her exit the shower and head toward her locker, and then turned my shower to try and wake myself from my Happy Valley nightmare; knowing that there was no escape from being used as nothing more than a human dildo.