RESTING BEACH FACE
By Rob

It was a beautiful day at the beach. Perfect temperature, just a hint of a breeze and the sky was an impossible blue.
Samantha was enjoying just walking down the shore, saying hi to some girlfriends who were playing volleyball, laughing at some kids splashing in the surf with an innertube and listening to someone playing a radio. A little man was giving kids rides on his burro and over at a tennis court a game was in session. A big colorful billboard advertised a circus coming to town. Seagulls called and the sound of laughter circled around the shore.
The pretty blonde woman was wearing a modest black “tankini” bathing suit with sneakers and a towel over her shoulder. She spread her blanket on the sand, stretched out and watched an artist over at the boardwalk painting a colorful picture. Soon Samantha was drifting off asleep while catching up on her tan.
That was rudely interrupted by sand suddenly being kicked in her face. Sam sat up suddenly, sputtering and spitting. “What the hell?”
She looked up to see her old rival Gabriella standing over her sneering and laughing.Gabi was a tall shapely woman with long black hair. She had tormented Sam all through high school 10 years ago but it had all come to a head when Gabi had confronted Sam at a mall about a year ago. Gabi had picked a fight with the tough blonde, much to her regret. Sam had punched, slapped, twisted and tossed the pretty brunette around until she was screaming to surrender. Sam had even dunked her in a toilet and knocked out Gabi's two front teeth before landing a monumental haymaker to end the uneven battle.
Samantha had not seen Gabriella since that fateful day. She had heard that Gabi had crawled away beaten and humiliated beyond words. She had assumed the silly bitch had learned her lesson about picking fights with tough chicks. But here she was again starting yet another fight.
Sam shook her head in disgust and got to her feet. “Seriously? Again?” she asked. Gabi was wearing a tiny black bikini but she was grinning and held both fists up in a boxing stance. She had been to the dentist too. Her front teeth had been replaced with caps and she showed them off by sneering at Sam.
“What's the matter, Blondie? Didn't think I'd ever come back to challenge you again?” Gabi snapped at her. “This time is going to be different – I've been taking boxing lessons from a friend and she showed me what I needed to do to beat you! So say your prayers – I'm going to kick your ass all over this beach!”
With that Gabi started throwing punches, peppering Sam with light blows to the face and shoulders. Sam covered up so nothing serious could get through but the brunette didn't seem to notice. That was when the blonde decided to play along for a bit.
Gabi began smiling – this was so easy! Sam wasn't even fighting back. Gabi shuffled and beat a rapid one-two with her fists on Sam's arms and shoulders. “Punches! Left-right, left-right!” Gabi said as she practiced what she had learned from her boxing lessons.
“Take this! And this! And this and this and this!” Gabriella shouted, swinging wildly at her blonde foe. “I'm gonna black both YOUR eyes this time! And maybe I'll pound those big titties flat, just for fun!”
Sam covered her face with one arm and began slowly edging sideways. “Please! You hit sooo hard, Gabi! No more, please!” she mumbled as she moved closer to the brunette.
“Ha! Now who can't take it? You are such a wimp! I can't believe you're giving up so easily!” Gabriella sneered. She shuffled her feet like a boxer and pranced around her opponent, a big grin on her face.
Suddenly Samantha dropped her arm and moved in very quickly next to Gabi. “That's because I'm not giving up, you idiot! I was faking and now it's your turn! See how you like it!” Gabi's face suddenly got a look of terror and she tried to say something but a hard uppercut to her chin cut off her speech.
All she got out was “But I....Urrk!” and then Sam was all over her.
She dug her fist into the brunette's belly several times, getting Gabi to grunt loudly each time. “Dumbass! Did you really think you'd win?”
Sam grasped Gabi's bikini top in her left hand and used her right fist the pound the Mexican's face. The elastic top stretched but didn't break and Gabi was rocked back and forth like a bop bag.
Boppity-boppity-bam! went Sam's hard fist on Gabi's bruised face. Each time the girl would sag backwards Sam jerked her forward and slammed her sledgehammer fist into Gabi over and over.
Then Sam lowered her punches to Gabi's chest. “I'd say I was going to punch your tits flat but looks like Mother Nature beat me to it!” Sam jeered at the moaning Gabi.
Sam really began pounding her groggy opponent, landing crunching uppercuts mixed with open-handed slaps to the face and an occasional kick to the crotch. When Gabi tried to escape Sam grabbed her long black hair and reeled her back for more slaps. She used Gabi's hair like a yo-yo, punching her in the boobs and then reeling her back for another hard right.
When Sam finally let go, Gabi stayed on her feet somehow but she was a wreck! Her eyes were out of focus and her knees knocked together. She had a dopey, out-of-it look on her face as she swayed gently in front of the woman she was so recently attacking.
Sam stepped in close and fired a rapid series of punches to Gabi's soft belly. “Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh!” the dark-haired vixen grunted as Sam went to town pounding the last of the fight out of her. At first her stomach muscles were hard but the more Sam punched the weaker they got. Eventually Sam's fist was sinking deep into Gabi's white belly and the Mexican girl wheezed and gasped with each punch to her midriff.
“My, my, that belly is pretty soft! Better start doing some sit-ups or they'll be calling you Flabby Gabi!” Sam lectured the groaning brunette. She added a brisk series of piston-like punches right above Gabi's bikini bottom. Then she threw a thigh up into the brunette's ribs and stomach. and Gabi blew out an agonized woofing gasp.
Gabi could barely stand, her knees knocking and her arms hanging limply by her side. The woeful, sad look on her face told everyone watching that the once beautiful, proud woman was totally defeated.
“Sam – please. No. Don't beat me any more – I can't stand it! You hit so hard! I can't take any more!” she wailed, tears flowing freely down her bruised face and dropping on her bare breasts. “Please. Please. I'm done! It's over for me!”
Sam finally stepped back to observe the effect of her barrage and she felt rewarded when Gabi gave a little sob and dropped to her knees. Sam bopped her on the top of the head and Gabriella went down on the sand.
The big-mouth skank was on her hands and knees, her bikini-clad bottom sticking high in the air. Sam smiled at the knocked-goofy brunette who just minutes earlier was threatening to beat her to a pulp.
“Whoever gave you boxing lessons ought to refund your money, you stupid bimbo! Maybe I should look her up and whip her ass too!” Sam told the groaning Mexican. Gabi's shapely ass quivered and shook as she tried to get back on her feet.
Using her best NFL announcer voice, Sam said “Three seconds left in the game! The Ravens need a field goal to win – there's the snap! Sam moves into the ball!”
With that, she landed a savage kick right between Gabi's pale cheeks. Her shoe disappeared up the other girl's ass and Gabi's eyes almost bulged out of her head.
“Yiiiiii!!!!” Gabi squealed as she shot forward across the hot sand on her chest. Sam just laughed and held both hands up in the air. “It's good!” she giggled
Gabi's forward momentum stopped when she landed face first in the pile of gooey seaweed.
“Uggghhh! Gross! I'm all stinky and gunky!” Gabi whined. She kept trying to stand up but the seaweed was so slimy she slipped and slid around, falling back in the goo until she was almost completely covered in green slime.
Sam stood with her hands on her hips and laughed uproariously as Gabi floundered around in the stinking seaweed. But then she spotted an abandoned bucket lying in the sand.
Gabi had just managed to get to her feet when her blonde foe spun her around and capped the sand bucket down over her head. Sam gave the rusty metal bucket a squeeze to tighten it up and Gabi began wailing and stumbling drunkenly about the beach.
“Mmmmppphhh – lemme out!” the silly girl screeched as she staggered around blindly. Sam pounded on the top of the bucket which just made Gabi yell louder.
“That bucket had a higher IQ when it was full of sand!” Samantha taunted her foe who was staggering around like a drunk woman. After another series of pounding loudly on the top of the bucket Gabi seemed totally out of it. She stopped trying to run away and just stood still, her knees knocking as she vainly tried to pull the bucket off her head.
“Here, let me help you with that, Gummi!” Sam snickered and with a brutal uppercut she punched the bucket off Gabi's head. It made a loud pop as it flew straight up in the air, then came back down to conk poor Gabriella on the head again.
The silly bitch staggered around like a drunk for a bit while the crowd laughed at her. She finally stopped and looked down at herself.
“Oh, shit, I'm still covered with slime!” Gabi wailed. She was indeed still coated from head to toe in green muck from the seaweed.
Sam laughed at Gabi's distress and then began pushing the would-be bully toward the water. “Maybe we should change your name from “Gummi” to “Gooey”! Sam giggled. “But I've got just the thing to clean you up, tough girl!”
Gabi was then kicked, pushed and slapped until she was over her waist in the ocean. Sam borrowed an inner tube from a laughing onlooker and joined her groggy opponent in the water. Moving in close, Sam crammed the inner tube down down over Gabi, trapping her arms and leaving her floating helplessly in the water.
“Hey, I can't move my arms!” the brunette protested. “Yeah? No kidding – that's the idea, you idiot bimbo. Now let's get some of that nasty green stuff off you!” Sam smiled sweetly at her. Then she took dead aim at Gabi's big brown eyes and slammed a hard right to her face. Gabi yelped and went over backwards, leaving her long legs kicking helplessly in the air while her head was underwater.
“Hmmm, wonder if she would yell if I spanked this big ass?” Sam asked the crowd. Encouraged by the cheers from the group, Sam tested her theory with some hard slaps to Gabi's bottom. It apparently did hurt, judging from the air bubbles that came to the surface. Sam then flipped Gabi upright. She gasped and coughed, her eyes going in and out of focus. “What – cough! Wha..?” she mumbled.
“So how was that?” Sam asked brightly. “Looks like we got a lot of the goo off you! Let's see what another dunk will do!”
Gabi regained a little of her senses and began begging. “Sam! Please! You're gonna drown me!” she wheezed. “Nah, that'd be too easy. I'm just trying to teach you a lesson about picking fights with me and what happens when you lose.” She bopped Gabi again to send her upside down in the ocean. A few more smacks to the ass then Sam turned her right side up again.
“But-but I was winning!” Gabi babbled incoherently. “I was supposed to kick her ass and strip her naked. What happened? I can't beat anybody. Waaahhh!”
Sam just shook her head at the beaten woman's hysterical rant. She whacked her again and Gabriella went upside down yet again.
Whack! Bam! Thud! Heads up, heads down – Sam kept Gabi spinning in the water, alternating punches to the face with hard smacks to the bully girl's ass. Eventually both the top and bottom of her bikini came off and Sam added some more slaps to Gabi's bare wet boobs and ass.
But all good things have to come to an end. After nearly 20 spins in the water, Gabi surfaced only to sag down limply – a wet, bruised naked buoy bobbing in the ocean. She coughed up some more water but she was out.
Sam dragged her to shore and after removing the tube tossed her naked body on the sand. Green goo still oozed from every orifice of Gabi's body. A little sand crab suddenly ran up the unconscious brunette's leg and stopped to rest on her stomach. “I always suspected she had crabs!” Sam wisecracked.
Samantha wandered back up the beach with her friends giving her high fives and pats on the back from her second victory over Gabriella. The pretty blonde was almost ready to take her place back on the beach towel when one of her friends yelled for her to duck. Samantha dodged a heavy wine bottle that whizzed by her head. If it had struck her it might have knocked her out.
She whirled only to see an awake but angry Gabriella standing there, She had found a black trash bag and had ripped holes in it to make a crude dress. The brunette had expected her sneaky shot would knock Sam out but her aim had been faulty. Now she realized just how much trouble she was in yet again.
“Stay – stay back!” Gabi warned, her face white with fear of an angry Samantha. “Don't come any close! I'm warning you!” she said with fear in her eyes and backing away.
“Nice dress, Flabby!” Sam taunted her as she advanced on her cowering adversary. “You always were really trashy!” Gabi just kept backing up, bending over slightly with her hands in front of her.
Unfortunately for the Mexican girl, she backed right up against the rear of the donkey who had been giving rides to kids on the beach. It was a hot day and the donkey was tired and ill-tempered. So it did what most donkeys would do in that situation. It gave a powerful kick with both feet right to the prominent pale ass behind it.
“Eeeeeeeeee-yooowwwww!” Gabi howled as she actually shot through the air, propelled by the burro's hindparts. Her siren-like shriek was cut short when she collided headfirst with the back of the billboard advertising the circus, her make-shift “dress” falling off leaving her naked again.
Sam stared at the ridiculous scene then started laughing uncontrollably at Gabi's limp naked body hanging out of the billboard.
“Gee, Flabby, I didn't realize you were a Colts fan!” Sam taunted her rival. Gabi's bare ass had two upturned horseshoe-shaped bruises – one on each pale butt cheek!
When Sam heard laughter coming from the front of the billboard she walked around to see what all the commotion was about. She burst out laughing again when she saw Gabi's head sticking out of the billboard where a clown's face had been. Gabi's beaten and bruised face, eyes swelling, lips puffy and big brown eyes crossed, had a clown's body beneath it.
That was when some of Sam's girlfriends borrowed a bucket of tennis balls from the tennis court and, after drawing a bullseye around Gabi's face, began hurling balls at the Mexican chick.
Sam just laughed and walked away, satisfied that Gabriella was getting what she deserved. She could hear Gabi yelling as she strolled off down the beach.
“Ow! Ow! Stop it! Somebody help me! Ow! Hey, don't go behind me! Owwww! Don't hit my ass with those tennis balls! Ouch! Ow! My ass is so sore already! Owww-eee!!!!”
Sam just smiled as she returned to her blanket. A day at the beach could be so relaxing!
The sun was setting when Samantha awoke from her long nap. The beach seemed deserted by then and the pretty blonde gathered up her things and started to head back to her car. That was when she heard a familiar voice yelling for help.
“Somebody! Anybody! Get me out of here! I'm stuck! Dammit, somebody do something!”
Sam giggled when she realized Gabi was still imprisoned in the circus billboard. She returned to the scene and sure enough, there was her arch-rival with her head through the thin wooden board. Sam was behind her and noticed her white ass was covered with round red spots. “Must be from that tennis lesson she took!” the blonde thought with a smirk. At least someone had found Gabi's lost bikini and had put it back on her, giving her at least a tiny bit of dignity.
Still, she decided to take pity on the wrecked woman. She walked to the front of the sign when Gabi's battered face was still sticking through the board.
“Oh, it's you!” Gabriella snarled. “Well, don't just stand there! Get me out of this stupid billboard, you moron! I've been stuck here for hours!”
Sam shrugged. “Well, you brought it on yourself! Now let me see if I can open up this billboard a little....” She tried gently pushing Gabi's head back through, then tried working the wood around her trapped neck. Nothing seemed to be working.
“Come on, you idiot! Do something right for a change!” Gabi shrieked at her. “I mean it! Get me out of here, you bitch!”
Sam suddenly froze and gave the squirming brunette a cold look. “What did you just call me?”
“I called you a bitch! Now get me out of here!” Gabi screamed.
The blonde slowly nodded her head. “Oh, you want out? Okay, I can get you out.” Sam clenched up her right fist and took dead aim at Gabi's eye. The slim Mexican girl suddenly realized what was about to happen and started frantically begging.
“Wait! Wait! Not that! Don't do it! You're not the bitch! I am! Just don't knock me out --- OOWWWWEEEEOOHHH!”
Sam's fist collided with Gabi's face one last time, so hard it dislodged the woman from her wooden trap and sent her flying backwards across the sand. When she finally stopped rolling, she was in a sitting position, her arms hanging loosely and her long legs spread wide. She had a goofy smile on her face and her tongue stuck out from the corner of her mouth.
Sam gave her a condescending pat on the head as she walked away. “Better luck next time, Flabby. You make a perfect practice dummy!”