"...In the cool of the evening light, the girls in their summer clothes pass me by..."
Katie's hand lazily drifted to the dial of the radio, turning the Bruce Springsteen track up a few clicks. A few bursts of static did nothing to the heavy, hot, calm mood of the July night. Her fingers slid up the radio, sauntered over the arm of her chair, and came to rest on her hipbone. A sigh escaped her moist lips, and she pulled the sunglasses over her dark eyes. The sunset was best enjoyed without squinting.
The radio spat out another burst of static before the song was over. When the sound rang through clear again, it was some muffled talk show. She muted the station, preferring the ocean surf and rusty creak of the rocking chair to lull her into a trance. Her ebony skin was exposed, and her left hand flitted occasionally to her nipples. They felt a little hot, but she didn't feel like getting up to fetch the sunscreen.
Crickets chirped away, a bird sang, the ocean settled, and Katie sank deeper into a relaxed state, toying with her bikini bottom's strings....
(20 minutes earlier)
CRASH! BOOM!
She gasped, panting, struggling to get up. "DAMN IT! FUCK ME!"
He lunged at her, tackling her over the destroyed bed to the ground again. He moaned and grabbed at every inch of skin he could. She gasped at his strength, half-struggling to get her footing.
He pulled her by her legs, over her stomach, then grasped her hips. She clung to the bedsheets strewn, and shards of her lingerie thrown around, and screamed.
"You like that? YOU LIKE THAT?!"
"YES!!!" She howled, almost fainting from the heat. His cock pounded harder with each thrust. "FASTER," She demanded, "FASTER! NOW!"
"Little bitch..." He growled. With effort, he hoisted her to her feet, and rammed her into the wall. Paintings smashed like cymbals, the door flew open with the force, and she growled right back at him, teeth bared.
He bit her nipple hard, so hard she saw white, so hard her pussy spasmed and made her convulse. His cock found her labia, slipped inside, and resumed the assault.
"GOD! YES!" She clawed his shoulders, leaving deep scratches. In return, he picked her up, still thrusting, and lunged into the next doorway, shoving her into the shower. She stumbled, but quickly pressed her breasts into the wall and poked her round ass out like the good little bitch that she was. The game was over. Now he would fuck her until they both came. He stepped to her, grabbed her ass hard enough to leave marks. Time slowed down.
Second.
By agonizing second.
She knew that this was it.
This was the fucking they both wanted. They were so bad. She was so naughty, wanting the abuse...
Her thoughts blurred, her mind reeled as his dick slipped into her...
Katie slowly stood from her relaxation, feeling a bead of sweat on her forehead. Her body was a dark brown, silhouetted by the last rays of sunlight.
Her curves were much more bottom heavy, but that's the way her boyfriend liked it. She grabbed her water glass, sipped, and slinked down to the beach. The lightest of breezes cooled her, the ocean calmed her, and the heat inside drove her.
The chirping birds were calling, the waves were crashing, the moon was rising as she strode in full view along the water's edge.
Rules be damned. This was summer, a time for her to have her fun.
The sun left, the sand cooled, and Katie walked.
-A.
Hope your summer is going well!
