It was getting late on the beach. Nearly everyone had gone home and it was slowly getting dark. Just Kathy and Sandra and myself. We had been wrestling and after a while it was the two of them against me. I had experienced several painful scissor holds with Kathy’s sexy legs around my neck and Sandra sitting on my legs to keep me quiet. Or Sandra sitting on my neck and Kathy on my legs. Together they were too strong for me. Sandra was a petite blonde with long hair. She wore a red bikini. Kathy was a tall brunette with long sexy legs. She wore a yellow bikini, which accentuated her tanned skin. When they had been wrestling it ended usually with Kathy pinning Sandra in a variety of holds, preferably a high schoolgirlpin, with the tall brunette, who weighs some 150 lbs, sitting on the blonde’s breasts or neck. Kathy didn’t need to pin Sandra’s arms down, because her weight was sufficient to keep the blonde pinned. After a long time Kathy got up and they both turned against me and I tripped me, so I fell on my back and the straddled me. Sandra sat on my neck, squeezing my face between her strong legs and Kathy sitting heavily on my belly, leaning back against my bent legs and keeping my arms down with her feet. When I stretched my legs, Kathy fell backwards, but she sat up again and started bouncing on my stomach several times, saying “I want you to bend your legs, so you make a comfortable seat for me. If you don’t I will keep bouncing until you do!” After several butt drops I gave in and she leaned back again, making herself really comfortable, wriggling her butt into the soft part of my stomach. We were close to the waterline and the flood was coming up slowly. “Let’s keep him pinned until the water reaches his mouth” suggested Sandra. And that’s exactly what they did. Kathy remained sitting on my stomach and Sandra on my chest or neck for the hours it took the water to come up. Very slowly I felt the waves reach my legs and body and very slowly it was getting harder and harder to breathe, not because of the water, but because even though Sandra weighs only some 110 lbs, the combined weight of the two girls was taking it’s toll. When the girls were getting bored they thought of another game. Kathy started pulling my nipples and twisted them painfully. Despite, thanks to?, the pain, this was a very erotic feeling. Sandra noticed what was going on and sat reverse on my face to take part in the nipple twisting game. After a long time they both turned around so they could lean back against each other. Sandra stretched her legs alongside my head and I stretched my legs to restore the flow of blood a bit. Eventually I was almost completely in the water and I had to lift my head to avoid drowning. Sandra squeezed her strong thighs again, so I could hardly move and smiled down at me saying “we’ll see how long you can hold your breath!” Kathy also wanted to see my face, she got up, forced my arms across Sandra’s legs, my hands above my head and sat down on my hands, putting her legs around the little blonde who sat on my chest. My head was surrounded by the most sexy legs of the whole beach (even before everyone left), but I was not very much interested, because I needed all my attention to breathe. To my relief the water didn’t get much higher, so I only had to close my mouth when higher waves were coming, but after a while (that seemed like hours) I felt the waves coming less and less across my face. Eventually the girls called it a day and released me. – Peter’s Facesitting Stories (Female Boss Erotica)