I Swing She Sings by Radioedit91
A high school baseball player invites his interracial love interest over his vacant parents’ home, and his lust for dominance takes a twisted turn. , I walk into the high school for the last day before summer, dejected again over the thought of another academic year ending its course with my virginity still intact. Only this time, the sand of life’s hourglass is starting to weigh on my conscience. Only one more year until graduation, with nothing to look forward to; no Division I college will dare give me a scholarship over my lackluster grades. I’ve been told I have the rest of my life ahead of me, however it seems very cold and black; no fruits to look forward to.
Monique Rivers shares the locker next to me. Mo, I call her. I have known her since kindergarten, although she was ugly up until six months ago. She has seen me through all of my awkward phases, including growth spurts, facial hair, zits, anything and everything. I am six feet tall, weighing about 130 pounds, with long arms, no muscle, pale skin. She has silky smooth chocolate skin without an imperfection on her surface, a nice round butt sculpted by the hand of god right in the middle of her five foot-two or so frame, teasing my pupils with light blue air-tight jeans, a perfectly arc’d torso, and silky smooth hair. How I wish I complimented her all of these years.
The 3PM bell rings and the term is over. My mother and father have left for Cabo San Lucas for a week, entrusting me, their only child with their home for the next week. I go to my locker and Monique is cleaning out her belongings.
“Hey Michael,” she says. Her voice stings my chest, as I wonder who she will be fucking this summer. “Hey Mo,” I respond awkwardly, as my voice cracks.” “Who-I mean, what do you have planned for this summer?” She cracks a sultry smile. “Nothing in particular, just looking for a job.” I decide this is my time to act. I reason if I embarrass myself and the whole school knows, it’s only a year of humiliation. “Well Mo, I’ve known you since our youth and was wondering if you would ever like to get together out of a high school setting.” I ask her. I am not smooth. Her eyes dilate and I instantly get excited. “Of course, Michael! I’d love to. What are you doing tonight?”I couldn’t believe it. “Umm, nothing. Umm, I’ll text message you!”
I race out of the school, thinking I blew my chance for the last fucking time, as I hang my head in shame on the bus home. I gather my senses and text her when I get home. “Hey Mo, my parents are out of town and I would like to cook for you and we can watch a movie. Bring a title that you enjoy and let’s have fun tonight,” I write. Shockingly, she replies very quickly “Of course, I can come around 9. See you then.” My heart starts racing as I can’t believe what I have just procured. I am able to finally step into manhood, and release the beast inside. Unfortunately what Mo does not know that I have somewhat obscure interests.
Mo arrives at my front door several hours later looking beautiful as ever, with her long luscious hair let down and a pink romper almost fully exposing her perky tits, as well a backpack of supplies. She asks to take a shower, to my surprise, seemingly knowing where this is heading. I panic as I realize I have forgot to purchase protection. Instead of the elegant French chicken dish I elected to cook, I panic and whip out a frozen pizza and from the freezer instead and a bottle of vino from dad’s liquor cabinet. As our meal is cooking and I start drinking, my mind takes a dark twisted turn. I go into the garage and take out my wooden baseball bat and get several apples from the kitchen.
She comes down my steps in her one-piece robe. I ask her if she has protection for us, and blessed are we that she does. We eat and kill the bottle, and then go to my living room entertainment center, as we sit on my couch and proceed to turn on a cable motion picture as the air mattress inflates. At this point I am pretty sauced. I start to rub her shoulders and kiss the back of her neck and her cheeks with my tongue. It is really hot. She then turned around, gently moving in to kiss me as she puts the condom on my dick like a pro simultaneously. “Mo” I ask from beneath her. “Have you done this before?” Sounding like a film villainess in a hot, sexy voice, “That’s for me to know and you to never ever find out.” She giggles after.
I yank her robe off with one pull and toss it, exposing her beautiful, stainless body. She turns around and sits her round ass cheeks on my face with full weight , leaving me with no room to breathe. I’m in heaven as my senses go numb. I eventually roll off the couch and ask her to stand up and face away from me. She obliges.
I take the baseball bat and swing full force at the back of her kneecaps. She shrieks in pain briefly and falls to her knees ass in the air, while I continue to execute. I raise up her body and push her down on the couch tits in the air, dive right in and start eating her pussy. She is half-wailing, half-whimpering saying “Oh my god Michael, oh my god!”
I then turn her over like a pancake and slide right in, luckily with no qualms at all. I slap her fat ass cheeks over and over again until I see redness and the shrieks start to have me on edge. With sweat coming out of all of my pores, I’m fucking her with no mercy, I reach around her and take the apple and shove it in her mouth, with another loud shriek catching me off guard.
I cum minutes later but not without slapping her in the face full force and throwing her off the couch. She seems to be slowly getting into my ‘style of play’, as she smiles from the floor as I stand on top of the couch banging my chest like I’m King Kong. I go to the restroom and take a piss, apply a new barrier haphazardly, and come back to see Mo lying ass up on the air mattress moaning provocatively.
I take a deep breath, start running towards the mattress and take a Superman dive on top of her back. I question whether I heard a bone break but I assume a positive attitude. I stick it in her tight asshole on a leap of faith and she starts shrieking again. I wonder if she is fully conscious. I grab another apple from off the floor and shove it back in her mouth. We’re fucking, and I’m in heaven. I bruise every inch of her back side until it’s beet red. I feel the end is near so I punch her in the back of the head and I’m in heaven again. She starts gagging and I ask her if she is okay. In a clearly broken voice, she asks for water and I get her some. While I’m in the kitchen I grab my dog’s bowl, fill it with water, and conceal it from Mo as I return, putting it inches from the air mattress.
We lie down and skip the idle conversation. In a state of mutual speechlessness, we begin making out on the air mattress and I prop her up doggystyle like the bitch she is. We begin fucking as I jam another apple in her mouth yet again and begin pulling her hair. The shrieking is loud but nothing I’m not already used to.I pull her hair so fucking hard she begins to start sounding like she is singing somewhat. I ride her for a good ten minutes (time flies) then pull out and move her head toward the dog bowl.