Nudist beach bullies

There are many times when I find myself wondering about my young girlfriend. To be completely honest, she scares me. I'm not a small guy, but she's just physically intimidating. 6 feet two inches of barely hidden muscles that nonetheless look feminine. A wasplike torso with long sturdy limbs and a jacked up ass you can balance a cup on. She has an angel's face, a devil's grin and a porn star's inhibitions. At twenty years old, most people would have already gone past the worst of the teenage hormones.

I glance over at her nude form splayed wantonly on the pure white sands. The fine layers of the substance stuck on her large perky boobs and shaved groin do little but accentuate their wonderful curves. My hands try to cover my growing erection.

"Come on Rob, don't be such a prude. It's a nudist beach. Besides, there's very few people here."

She's right. Years of Sunday school preaching on modesty was still with me. I imagine those church pews again and an image of Sally's body sinfully writhing on one of them appear unbidden. My cock stiffens a little more.

"Just defending myself from you babe. No telling what you will do to me with nobody around." I playfully pretend to cover my penis in an exaggerated manner. She blinks her eyes three times quickly and pouts.

"Silly boy! If a girl wants to have her way with you, she won't go for the dick first." She stretches out her left hand. I have a moment to appreciate her breasts jiggling before my balls explode with pain. It was just a casual slap, but the crippling sensation of pain goes all the way up my body, ending with a feeling of nausea in my throat.

I turn to my side, facing her and whimper into the sand. My wicked girlfriend turns to me and croons, "Ohh poor baby, I'm so sorry. I forgot you men have such weak genitals. Though, none of my exes have testicles as sensitive as yours honey."

She grabs a marker from her handbag nearby and scribbles something on my stomach. I look down warily. 'Fragile, handle with care.' Two arrows going down, pointing roughly to my testicles complete the illustration.

Sally gives me a thumbs up. "Permanent marker babe, next time I'll remember." She puts her hand up like she's the new president swearing her oath on a bible.

"I, Sally Hawthorn, do solemnly swear to execute my duties as a girlfriend and protect my boyfriend's two evolutionary mistakes. I will to the best of my ability refrain from hitting them, unless I'm really mad or horny." The delightfully delicious "president" proclaims this with one hand on the invisible bible and the other one between her legs rubbing hard.

I wince a bit at the sand chafing away at her clit, but Sally seems to be enjoying it. Like I said, she's wired a little differently. Me? I'm wired like most guys. As the "president" is sworn in, my nether region swells with passion and run full mast. I am patriotic like that.

Unfortunately, I'm not the only one who has noticed this little display of flesh. A buffed naked man is making his way to us, fully cocked 'rifle' leading the way. Behind him, two of his also nude lackeys follow their boss, leering at Sally who is still standing with an arched back and fingering herself. Oh man, this is definitely trouble.

"Come on now sweetheart, what's a girl like you doing with a piece of trash like that?" I get up in a flash and almost fell down from the acute pain still in my groin. This is a suicidal gesture I know. Three on one isn't a fair fight, but a man gotta protect his woman ya know? Or at least make a show of it.

"Fuck you chad. Why don't you three pricks go stand around in a circle and do a nice circle jerk?" The tough guy routine I see on TV is probably going to land me in a hospital here.

"Jacob, Caleb, time to take out the trash." Chad is probably also watching the same movies I am.

"Go for their balls Rob! Go for their balls!" I didn't have time to do anything. It's not like the movies or games where the bad guys come in one by one. They fan out and converge on me together and I was sucker punched. A quick knee to my already bruised nuts and I slump against a nearby coconut tree, sitting down and nursing my swollen testicles.

"Caleb, guard the boy... I want him to see how a real man fucks his woman." Chad squints at me and the message on my stomach. The three bullies roar with laughter at the message. "Your boy's got soft balls huh sweetheart? Don't you worry, old Chad got balls of steel to satisfy you reeaaaal good."

My heart's pounding in my chest. Sally looks like she's panicking, but I can't muster any strength to get up. The agony in my testicles prevent me from doing anything. Caleb's big hand is on the back of my neck, forcing me to witness his buddies having their way with my girlfriend.

With tears in her eyes, Sally lowers her head and cups her breasts. She raises them slightly and offers them to Chad. My girlfriend backs up until her spine hits a massive coconut tree. Jacob, a swarthy giant of six feet four, runs to slip himself in between the tree and her body. Semi erect cock pointing downwards towards his captive's pussy. From behind, he pries her legs open with his own and large tanned hands circle around to find Sally's breasts whose pink pointy tits seem to harden withe very passing moment. Chad looks at me with contempt as he slowly advances on the lust of my life.

Sally blinks at me thrice and pouts. "Hey Jacob was it? I can feel your cock. Why don't you get it up and put that thing in my ass? Please me like my wimp boyfriend can't. I bet you're even bigger than Chad.

Slowly, Jacob's dick grows harder, straining horizontally against Sally's pussy lips. He nudges the naked woman forward slightly and the member snaps to attention, vertically placed above two of the best ass cheeks in the world. I feel my own captor's hand loosen on my neck as he is playing with himself with the other hand. But I still can't do anything with my woman in their hands.

Jacob starts kissing her neck and fondling her breasts.

"Hold her hands idiot!" Chad's towering six feet five frame shake as he barks out his warning to his buddy. Jacob immediately stops his boobs squeezing exercise and locks Sally's hands up in a basic full nelson hold.

Undaunted, my girlfriend starts grinding herself into Jacob's balls, sandwiching them between her ass and the tree. Suddenly, she snaps her ample bottom backwards. Jacob's body trembles from the testicular attack. His head slumps forward, only to meet the back of Sally's swiftly moving head. His own head moving backwards naturally causes his lower torso to move forwards, thus setting up another contest between her ass, his balls and the coconut tree. The fragile testicles lost again.

It's like watching some kind of sickening ping pong or reverse humping. Head attack, ass attack, head attack, ass attack.... after a few rounds of this, Jacob himself slumps to the ground, practically dead to the world.

"Now you've gone and made old Chad mad, why you do that sweetheart?

Chad rushed at her like the quarterback that he probably is. Thick corded muscles straining as he lunges at her midsection. His target sidesteps, but still manages to lose her footing from one of his errant arms.

My own guard distractedly releases his hold on me to help his friend...

"Hey buddy!" I shout at him. He looks down at me as I throw the sand in my hand into his eyes. As his hands reflexively claw at his eyes, I give a quick uppercut into his exposed gonads.

"Argh!!!!!!" As he is auditioning for the soprano, I stuff some sand down his throat. Choking and gagging, once again his hands go to where I want them, leaving the groin defenseless. One more quick tap and Caleb is completely out.

I look around to find Chad pinning my girlfriend to the ground. His arms are grabbing her own and his legs between hers, intertwining and locking them. His groin lies flat with hers, penis sandwiched between her love triangle and his own body. More importantly, his balls are lying right on top of her clitoris. I think I've seen this movie a minute ago, it didn't end well for the bad guys.

With a high pitched yell right into Chad's ears, she shoves with her groin. The temporarily disoriented behemoth is launched into the air slightly. A loud slapping sound echoes around the beach as the two groins meet again violently. A contest of genitals that will always have one clear victor.

Chad yelps like a little puppy and all the strength flees from all his appendages save one. The male cock, always the last one in the office to get the memo, is still standing strong. But now, my girlfriend has reversed the missionary position into that of the Amazon position. With her on top, her legs between his and her hands holding his own above his head.

She slams her pussy into his weak balls. "Shh... it's ok Chad.... your balls of steel are satisfying me real good right now..." Sally turns around and winks at me. Chad can only whimper and make weird mewling noises.

"Hey Sally honey, I think he's had enough. You're going to kill him..."

In response, she starts kissing him, silencing his weak protests as her rhythm picks up in intensity and speed. Now, her pussy is almost a blur, ramming itself into his swollen purple testicles over and over again. An unholy mockery of missionary sex that nonetheless makes me wild with lust.

She crawls backwards and still on all fours, survey the dead penis and enlarged balls of the man that was only a minute ago threatening her with rape.

"Are you okay? I'm so sorry you've had to go through such a...." My girlfriend's ass is still facing me. Below said ass, her fingers were furiously rubbing her mound. I have such a weird girlfriend.

"Babe, can I have sex with you now... Please..." Yeah, that's really pathetic sounding. It sounds even more pathetic in real life, let me assure you. But you try to be manly with a woman who just nearly castrated two men using only her ass and pussy.

I rub her legs and very slowly try to mount her, careful not to make any sudden moves. My cock is right at the entrance to her womanhood. I kiss her neck, trying to get her to allow me to enter. The tip is touching her soaking wet pussy lips. The sand on it feels a little coarse, but the parts not covered by sand feels heavenly. This is it! This is the nearest time I am at losing my virginity. "Hahaha fuck you Chad!!!" I scream at the man still whimpering a few feet ahead of me.

"My woman just fucked your balls up."

Forgetting who I was with, I slap her ass and move my groin back to slam into her. The hand stops rubbing and slides further back. Feminine fingers encircle my testicles. My own fingers try to reinforce the position to relieve the pressure, but the siege continues to worsen.

"No." I try to force my torso forward, but as the tip barely parts her pussy lips, the siege became a massacre. Three fingers brutally squeeze and poke at my trapped testicles. "Rob baby, you remember what I said earlier about only abusing your nuts when I'm horny or mad. I'm already so horny, you don't want to make me mad, do you?

She squeezes one more time before letting go. I roll on the ground clutching my family jewels. She hugs me from behind as we lie on the sand. I feel wet kisses on my neck and a groping hand searching for my vulnerabilities. "You tried to force yourself on me Rob... See Chad over there? He tried to force himself on me. See his squashed nuts?"

I turn around to face her pretty face. A sight far nicer than Chad's ugly balls. "I'm sorry babe, just got caught in the moment. You're too sexy." Her face was flushed, nipples rock hard and erect, pussy lips enlarged. Yeah, if I know my girlfriend at all, she's just really horny right now.

"Present them to me Rob... Give me your balls." I will probably regret this, but I cup my nuts and guide her hand to them with my other hand. Every fiber of my body screams out in agony, centered in my balls... Then the darkness of oblivion.

When I wake up, it was already in the afternoon. I get up slowly, careful not to hurt my groin any further than it already is. What I see is probably a horror scene out of the worst nightmares of any man.

Three large mounds of sand in a row, a few yards apart. Three faces barely poking out of the sand. Three sets of male genitalia, horrifically exposed. Sally had buried their comatose bodies deep, leaving only the heads to look on in terror at their own vulnerable male genitals and a circle of nubile women in the nude. My girlfriend had acquired a loudspeaker and now stands on top of Chad's sand mound. It might as well be his burial mound, judging from the way the women were staring mercilessly at him.

"Ladies and germs, the would-be rapists have awoken!" The loudspeaker blares loudly, drowning the ocean waves. There are loud cheers and jeers from the female assembly. I didn't wonder where she had gathered these women or what had happened when I was down. I'm just thankful I'm not in one of those mounds.

Sally reposition herself in front of Chad's cock and balls, his genitals right in his line of sight, between his face and hers. "I'll be merciful ladies. I'm going to give Chad here a handjob." With that, she coats her hands in sand and viciously grabs the erect cock with both hands. Up, down, up, down her hands move in quick jerky motions. The sand chafe away at the cock and every downward motion causing Sally's hands to hammer mercilessly into his balls. Chad's pathetic cries for mercy is drowned out by the cheering women.

"Crush his nuts! Tear them off! Kill them!!! Break his dick!!!" Jacob's and Caleb's faces show similar looks of terror that turn into rabid panic as the women surge inward towards them. Like sharks at a feeding frenzy, the balls are attacked relentlessly.

My girlfriend walks back to me and hugs me from behind again. This time, she rubs most of the sand off from her hand on my thigh before doing the same thing to me as she did to Chad. Both hands grab my throttle. The pilot taking control of an unruly flight stick. Up down up down, slam slam slam... Every downward stroke making me wretch a little. But as I watch the three men get their genitals beaten by nude women strangers, I can feel my erection returning in full force.

The savage beating stops and Sally returns in front of me, taking my rod into her mouth. She runs her teeth over the length of my cock painfully. The message is clear. She is in charge here. The teeth recede and I find myself enveloped by her wonderful mouth. She occasionally pinches my balls to elicit a yelp from me. A chorus of jubilant female giggles and tortured male screams fill the air.

Just as I'm coming, I gently touch her cheek and look deep into her eyes. She returns the gentle gesture by sucking forcefully and punching my balls like a boxing bag. I screech in utter agony as the cum is literally punched out of my already battered balls.

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AFTERMATH

The beach fades away completely as a multicolor swirl of flashes come in and out of existence. I can feel a headset being removed from my neck. As the virtual reality haze ends, I find myself staring at the gawking faces of hundreds of parishioners. Beside me sits the familiar figure of Sally, my once bible study partner, now my newly wed wife. Not quite the valkyrie in my VR dream, but still very pretty, especially when she is blood red with embarrassment.

I slowly turn around and look at the image frozen on the huge multi-screens. Sally's face shot with cum and my own with tortured ecstasy. The "Shared Dream" VR was supposed to sync our minds together and let us imagine the Garden of Eden. A life of piety and fulfillment.

The famous pastor looks shocked for a couple of seconds, but quickly recover. "Hallelujah ladies and gentlemen. A meeting of minds between...." Somehow, impossibly, the pastor has smoothly turned the complete fiasco into a sermon on the righteousness of the experience. Sometimes I swear that our pastor is an actual magician.

Meanwhile, my wife gently takes my hands and leads me backstage, then to our house, then to my room, then to the bed. Sally throws off her clothing and mine. She lies down naked, legs splayed, arms outstretched. Unlike in the VR dream, I slide smoothly into her, past the hymen. She grunts a little, but maintains eye contact. The soft envelopment of my penis feels heavenly. Petal folds as I ram in and out of her. She reaches around and pinches my testicles while I'm still in her. I yelp in surprise.

"I never imagined that my own husband shares my wicked desires." The pinching becomes a firm squeeze as my own libido reaches a crescendo. Sally blinks thrice and pouts. The firm squeeze becomes a vice like death grip. My cock is in ecstasy, comforted by moist warmth. My balls in purgatory, still suffering from the phantom pain of the VR, and now the real life squeeze.

A shiver in my cock and balls as my urethra pulses pre-ejeculation. A huge torrent of cum rushes out. My dick buried to the hilt, pumping white hot cum into my wife's womb. I look up to see her orgasm. Her hands squeeze my balls reflexively and pain erupts seemingly in every part of my lower body, before oblivion takes me again.