08-04-2008, 09:03 AM
Barb in the Barn written By Ace
Sara and her family moved out of state for a couple of years, but that did not keep Barb and Sara from communicating. They wrote regularly and had long, gossipy phone calls about boys, school, and fashion (mostly about boys, however). About the time Sara turned 15, her dad was transferred back to Barb's area. Since the move wouldn't take place until September, it was agreed that Sara would spend the summer with Barb and her family. There was plenty of space in the house, and the farm provided diversions of riding horses and just enjoying the out doors.
During the years Sara had been gone, Barb had few run-ins with Cindy. The belly beatings Cindy had endured taught her a lesson, and still stayed out of Barb's business. Barb never forgot the experiences, either, and looked forward to Sara's arrival, when she could teach her cousin a little self defense, and maybe some other things, too.
In some of her letters, Sara had told of being beaten up by one of the cheerleaders. You see, Sara had developed into a real beauty - long blonde hair, foxy body, complementing her blue eyes. That "cheerleader body" had won her a place on the squad, and the older girl took out her jealousy on Sara. As it turns out, the fights weren't more than a couple slaps just to intimidate the younger girl, but it was enough to prompt Sara to ask Barb for help.
One of the first days after Sara arrived, Barb told her it was time for her first lesson. Sara was all for it, and followed Barb out to the barn. They went to one of the stalls where horses had been kept. At this time it was swept clean and had several bales of fresh mown hay in one corner. Sara told Barb that she didn't want to be hit in the face--cheerleader vanity, you know. Barb said with a smile, "Oh I don't think I'll hit your face".
The two girls were dressed similarly: barefooted, cut-offs shorts and cut-off tee shirts that showed off their flat teen-age stomachs down to about the belly button. "The best defense is a good offense", Barb said, as she walked toward her cousin. "Most girls won't expect you to punch them in the stomach, so that's where you go first. With that, Barb punched Sara right in the middle of her stomach. Sara was not expecting the punch, and Barb's fist used in to Sara's stomach. "OOOOFFFFF-OOOOHHH" Sara's eyes bugged and she doubled over, both hands covering her stomach. "Wh-why did you do that?" Sara managed to gasp out. Barb replied, "You've got to be able to stand some punishment before you can protect yourself." Barb reached down and grabbed Sara's left hand and pulled it away from her stomach, leaving the left side of her mid-section unprotected. Barb quickly sent her right fist into the left side of Sara's stomach just below the ribs. "AAAHHHHHH", Sara moaned. Sara bent over to her left favoring that side. This movement exposed her right side, and it received a sharp punch from Barb. "UHHHHHHHH" Sara's flat stomach was not prepared for this abuse-her limited gym work had not developed her obliques, and so Barb's sharp fist met little resistance. Sara stood doubled over facing Barb, her hands protecting her sides. The middle of the 15-year-old's stomach was wide open, and Barb took advantage of it, landing a hard right just above Sara's navel. "SPLAT--OOUUUGGFFFF"
"How do you feel", Barb asked. "UUUNNNNNNN" was all Sara could manage. "Do you want me to stop?" Barb asked. Sara didn't respond. Instead she straightened up and put down her hands. "I thought not" Barb replied, "Here, let's try something different." Barb unsnapped Sara's shorts and let them slide to the ground. The teen was left standing there in her tiny bikini panties and cut-off tee that stopped just below her breasts. A slight shiver rippled Sara's skin as she waited. Her lips were parted and her face was slightly flushed.
Barb told her cousin to close her eyes. Sara did so, and a few seconds later, Barb punched Sara's belly button. "UUGGHHH" moaned Sara, but she left her hands at her sides. Barb could feel her heartbeat speeding up as she looked at her beautiful cousin standing there waiting and vulnerable. "THUNK-----UUUUGGNNN" Barb's fist found Sara's lower belly. The gentle brown curve of her belly was impaled by Barb's fist. "OOHHHHH" moaned Sara as her hands went to her belly. "Again," she said softly. Barb pivoted and drove two more punches deep into Sara's lower belly. "UUUUGGNNN-UUUMMMMMMHHH" Barb's fists met little resistance. Sara sank to her knees. Perspiration glistened on her face, her breath was ragged. She extended a hand to Barb for help getting up. Instead, Barb kicked the blonde in the belly. Her bare foot sinking in to Sara's lower belly. "OOUUUGGGGGGG" groaned Sara. Then Barb helped Sara to her feet.
Sara was panting now; she glistened with sweat; she whispered, "Punch my belly again". "Where?" asked Barb. Sara took Barb's fist and pressed it into her belly below the navel. "Here" she said in an unfamiliar, husky voice. Barb gently pushed Sara back against the rough wooden wall of the stall. "Close your eyes", Barb gently said.
Barb slowly drew back her fist and then exploded it in Sara's sweet, soft, belly. "UUUGGNNNN-MMMMM". A shudder went through Sara as she leaned forward on Barb, her arms across Barb's shoulders. Sara's whole body was wide open, and Barb began a slow barrage of light punches to Sara's belly - some were to the sides of her belly, some to the middle, but all of them sank deep. Sara uttered a guttural moaning throughout the beating. Shudders rippled through her. Sara was about to collapse, her legs spread wide apart. Barb stepped closer and brought her knee up between Sara's legs. "AHHHHHHHHHHHH" screamed Sara as she fell into the stack of hay, orgasms rippling through her body.
"Well, that's your first lesson", smiled Barb, lying down in the hay next to her.
Sara and her family moved out of state for a couple of years, but that did not keep Barb and Sara from communicating. They wrote regularly and had long, gossipy phone calls about boys, school, and fashion (mostly about boys, however). About the time Sara turned 15, her dad was transferred back to Barb's area. Since the move wouldn't take place until September, it was agreed that Sara would spend the summer with Barb and her family. There was plenty of space in the house, and the farm provided diversions of riding horses and just enjoying the out doors.
During the years Sara had been gone, Barb had few run-ins with Cindy. The belly beatings Cindy had endured taught her a lesson, and still stayed out of Barb's business. Barb never forgot the experiences, either, and looked forward to Sara's arrival, when she could teach her cousin a little self defense, and maybe some other things, too.
In some of her letters, Sara had told of being beaten up by one of the cheerleaders. You see, Sara had developed into a real beauty - long blonde hair, foxy body, complementing her blue eyes. That "cheerleader body" had won her a place on the squad, and the older girl took out her jealousy on Sara. As it turns out, the fights weren't more than a couple slaps just to intimidate the younger girl, but it was enough to prompt Sara to ask Barb for help.
One of the first days after Sara arrived, Barb told her it was time for her first lesson. Sara was all for it, and followed Barb out to the barn. They went to one of the stalls where horses had been kept. At this time it was swept clean and had several bales of fresh mown hay in one corner. Sara told Barb that she didn't want to be hit in the face--cheerleader vanity, you know. Barb said with a smile, "Oh I don't think I'll hit your face".
The two girls were dressed similarly: barefooted, cut-offs shorts and cut-off tee shirts that showed off their flat teen-age stomachs down to about the belly button. "The best defense is a good offense", Barb said, as she walked toward her cousin. "Most girls won't expect you to punch them in the stomach, so that's where you go first. With that, Barb punched Sara right in the middle of her stomach. Sara was not expecting the punch, and Barb's fist used in to Sara's stomach. "OOOOFFFFF-OOOOHHH" Sara's eyes bugged and she doubled over, both hands covering her stomach. "Wh-why did you do that?" Sara managed to gasp out. Barb replied, "You've got to be able to stand some punishment before you can protect yourself." Barb reached down and grabbed Sara's left hand and pulled it away from her stomach, leaving the left side of her mid-section unprotected. Barb quickly sent her right fist into the left side of Sara's stomach just below the ribs. "AAAHHHHHH", Sara moaned. Sara bent over to her left favoring that side. This movement exposed her right side, and it received a sharp punch from Barb. "UHHHHHHHH" Sara's flat stomach was not prepared for this abuse-her limited gym work had not developed her obliques, and so Barb's sharp fist met little resistance. Sara stood doubled over facing Barb, her hands protecting her sides. The middle of the 15-year-old's stomach was wide open, and Barb took advantage of it, landing a hard right just above Sara's navel. "SPLAT--OOUUUGGFFFF"
"How do you feel", Barb asked. "UUUNNNNNNN" was all Sara could manage. "Do you want me to stop?" Barb asked. Sara didn't respond. Instead she straightened up and put down her hands. "I thought not" Barb replied, "Here, let's try something different." Barb unsnapped Sara's shorts and let them slide to the ground. The teen was left standing there in her tiny bikini panties and cut-off tee that stopped just below her breasts. A slight shiver rippled Sara's skin as she waited. Her lips were parted and her face was slightly flushed.
Barb told her cousin to close her eyes. Sara did so, and a few seconds later, Barb punched Sara's belly button. "UUGGHHH" moaned Sara, but she left her hands at her sides. Barb could feel her heartbeat speeding up as she looked at her beautiful cousin standing there waiting and vulnerable. "THUNK-----UUUUGGNNN" Barb's fist found Sara's lower belly. The gentle brown curve of her belly was impaled by Barb's fist. "OOHHHHH" moaned Sara as her hands went to her belly. "Again," she said softly. Barb pivoted and drove two more punches deep into Sara's lower belly. "UUUUGGNNN-UUUMMMMMMHHH" Barb's fists met little resistance. Sara sank to her knees. Perspiration glistened on her face, her breath was ragged. She extended a hand to Barb for help getting up. Instead, Barb kicked the blonde in the belly. Her bare foot sinking in to Sara's lower belly. "OOUUUGGGGGGG" groaned Sara. Then Barb helped Sara to her feet.
Sara was panting now; she glistened with sweat; she whispered, "Punch my belly again". "Where?" asked Barb. Sara took Barb's fist and pressed it into her belly below the navel. "Here" she said in an unfamiliar, husky voice. Barb gently pushed Sara back against the rough wooden wall of the stall. "Close your eyes", Barb gently said.
Barb slowly drew back her fist and then exploded it in Sara's sweet, soft, belly. "UUUGGNNNN-MMMMM". A shudder went through Sara as she leaned forward on Barb, her arms across Barb's shoulders. Sara's whole body was wide open, and Barb began a slow barrage of light punches to Sara's belly - some were to the sides of her belly, some to the middle, but all of them sank deep. Sara uttered a guttural moaning throughout the beating. Shudders rippled through her. Sara was about to collapse, her legs spread wide apart. Barb stepped closer and brought her knee up between Sara's legs. "AHHHHHHHHHHHH" screamed Sara as she fell into the stack of hay, orgasms rippling through her body.
"Well, that's your first lesson", smiled Barb, lying down in the hay next to her.