Martin gets Creamed Martin gets Creamed July 16/97 My first experience ever involving a female beating up a male was strictly from the viewpoint of an obserever. I was 13 at the time and the experience will stay in my mind forever. We were at a family summer gathering.. you know the kind where the adults do some serious drinking while the kids are encouraged to go find something to do. There were six of us who were cousins of which I was the youngest and one of my girl cousins Tina (16) brought her best friend Lisa who was also 16 along. The only other boy was Martin who was one year older than me. My three sisters rounded out the whole crew. Martin was being a real asshole the whole weekend and it finally came to a head on Sunday afternoon. He had been teasing and tormenting the girls the entire weekend and while they tried their best to ignore him you just knew that they all wanted to get him some way. Apparently the girls had decided that if the oppurtunity presented itself that Lisa would pick a fight with Martin because she and the rest of the girls were sure she could beat him. That chance didn't come until Lisa was about ready to leave the lake as she had to work that night. She had just finished changing for work and was waiting for her boyfriend to pick her up when Martin kicked a soccer ball as hard as he could hitting her on the thigh. She looked down at the grass stain on her white flowery sundress and screamed "you little asshole". Lisa was an athlete in school and given that Martin was a loudmouth wimp I knew he was in trouble although I thought at that point where she was dressed up she wouldn't bother with him. Tina said kill him Lisa and she started running toward him. He started to run like a scared rabbit on to a path which led toward the lake. Lisa couldn't run with her dress shoes on so the last thing I saw before they hit the path was Lisa's shoes coming off. The rest of us trailed behind not wanting to miss anything. When we finally caught up to them Lisa had caught Martin and had him in a headlock. They had stopped in a grassy field just before the lake and unfortunately for Martin no parents were going to save him. I reluctantly joined the other girls in a circle around them as Lisa had now brought him to his knees still with the headlock on him. He was almost crying as the girls yelled encouragement to Lisa to get him good. He wiggled out of the headlock but Lisa quickly pushed him on to his stomach and jumped on his back. I could tell he was beaten and all he was trying to do was to not let her get him on his back which she immediately tried to do. Tina said flip the little asshole over so we can see him squirm as Lisa struggled to turn him over while still straddling him. Now having him down like that she went to work securing the pin. She got his wrists in her hands and pushed them down beside his head as the girls laughed. Then in one swift movement Lisa lunged forward dropping her shins on Martins arms expertly pinning him helpless beneath her. Modesty was of no concern to Lisa as from where I was standing Martins face was inches from her pink thong panties which I could see through the thin material at the back of her dress. Tina was now teasing Martin unmercifully as her friend held him down. Just then I noticed why Martin tried to avoid being pinned by Lisa. Tina pointed at the boner now sticking up in Martins thin shorts. The girls were now howling in laughter as they pointed at the thing. While Lisa turned her head to take a look Martin got an arm loose and startred swinging wildly. She quickly got his arm again before he could hit her and again moved forward , a knee on each arm, as her dress inched up to her waist exposing the strings of her panties . She was now practically sitting on his face as she struggled to hold him down when suddenly he moaned creaming his shorts much to the delight of the girls who were shocked. She continued to hold him down until she heard the honking of her boyfriends horn in the distance. She slid off him over his head, brushed herself off and headed back through the path with Tina toward the car. See ya in school Martin, she sais as they walked away.