Candy's doctor told her that the intense pressure of the real estate business must be causing the recurrent nightmares and she should take a week off. Just relax. Go to the beach. Take a trip. Anything but think about real estate. The nightmares changed in detail but were largely the same each time: terrifying and dreadful.
Candy was a 40 yr. old real estate agent and vivacious single blonde. The demands of her business meant she had not had a date in at least 2 years. But that didn't bother her, as long as the money came in to pay for her bungalow and fancy car she was happy. Taking even a one week break was a difficult choice but after a few more nightmares she made her decision. One full day off at the beach! She would even turn off her cell phone.
A short stop at the swimwear store and she had what she needed: sunscreen, a beach towel, and a skimpy red halter-top bikini to cover her gorgeous milky white body. She had enjoyed admiring herself in the mirror. She loved how the clingy top barely concealed her firm 38C breasts. Overall she knew the suit would turn lots of heads to stare at her luscious 38-34-36 body. She enjoyed a good tease even if she didn't have time for a date.
Parking her sleek BMW in the crowded parking lot, Candy sashayed down the sandy beach smiling broadly feeling the appreciative stares. She managed to brush off 3 approaches already. Too bad they were all balding and pot-bellied. The healthy, robust ones seemed to be a bit inattentive.
The teeming water was cooler than a hot tub so she decided to just lie on her blanket and look sexy. First she lathered on the sunscreen to prevent burning her perfect alabaster skin. She was so proud of her good looks. She knew some people thought she was stuck-up and arrogant but that was only because they didn't share her beauty.
Leaning back, one knee bent, one leg straight, she closed her eyes so that her admirers would feel less self-conscious. One of the hunks was sure to come over soon.
The hot sun beat down on lovely Candy and she soon dozed.
The beach sounds died out. A cool breeze replaced the heat of the sun. Candy realized it was dark. How long had she slept? Why hadn't any of those hot guys splashed water on her? She drifted off again, enjoying her pleasant dreams.
Was that a sound? No. Relax just a bit more. Dream some more. Hand over her mouth! Cold steel at her throat! Her eyes popped open. Too dark to see! She tried to fight back.
"Quiet and don't move! Hey, Jamal, put the metal detector down. Look what I found." Her assailant seized her long blonde hair and yanked her to her feet.
Candy stood quivering and trembling afraid to make a sound for fear that he would use the knife. Her towel flung over her head!
"Hands at your sides! Let's see what we have here."
The flat of the knife slid down from her throat, between her breasts, and sliced through the tiny string holding her top together. Her legs wobbled like jelly as her proud breasts swung free. She felt the man drinking in her incredible beauty; her uncommonly delicious breasts.
The knife continued downward leaving a fine line on her flawless tummy. The man's fist gripping her lovely blonde hair kept her from falling as her legs buckled.
The knife slid between her smooth hip and the waistband of her expensive new bikini bottoms. Flick! Her bottoms fell to the ground exposing her nubile bum and her yellow haired pussy.
"Jamal, hurry up, we're going to have some fun."
"What'd you find Eddy? Oh! Hey, nice jugs -- fill both hands. Ass is kind of wiggly, got some meat on it. Take the towel off so I can see the head." The new man, Jamal, had arrived.
Eddy flipped the towel off without releasing her hair and a bright flashlight blinded her eyes.
Two men obviously ogled her stunning body. Candy's naked body shook violently. Her head swam as she realized her predicament.
"P-please, please don't hurt me. I'll give you anything, the keys to my car, anything. Just leave me alone, please." She begged with a sob.
"You'll give us anything? You don't have to give us anything cause we take what we want and we're going to take you. I ain't had a piece of ass since before going to prison. 'Cept for the two porkers I had on the inside -- they really squealed. 'Course you're a bit old and flabby but I'm sure you're fuckable." Eddy mocked her.
