A group of obnoxious teens complains about the ringing from her cellphone. She took the ringleader in her thighs and rang his ears.
Serena lay back on the beach, completely relaxed, her hard-lined muscular black body glistening in the sun. It had been a long day at the office and following her workout, she'd come to the beach to catch the day's last rays and just unwind, slipping into her tight, white bikini and hitting a section of the coast not many come to. Just in case, she brought her cellphone and lay it next to her on the blanket.
She'd only been there 15 minutes when a group of teenagers wandered down from the dunes by the parking lot, making a lot of noise, and using a lot of foul language. She hated that sort of behavior in public and would often take people to task for it. She looked at the group of kids, two girls, two boys, the obvious ringleader a short, skinny by very loud redheaded kid who would say anything and the other kids, eager to please him, would laugh.
Just then her phone rang, a regular ring, nothing fancy like kids have these days, and the kids stopped and glared at her.
"Dumb bitch can't find a better ring than that?" the redheaded kid said, staring at her 15 feet away as she talked. "Maybe the dumb bitch don't deserve no cellie!"
The other kids roared with laughter as Serena shot them all a disapproving look and returned to her conversation. The redheaded kid continued to make disparaging remarks, none of them witty or intelligent, and his moronic friends continued to laugh. She finally snapped the phone shut and stood up, curling a finger toward the redheaded kid who sauntered over, taken aback somewhat by Serena's size and stature. The six-foot, 170 pound black woman towered over the kid, his body white and scrawny, hers black and thickly muscled.
"I don't like loudmouths, boy," she said to him. "Now apologize to me."
"Apologize?" he laughed nervously, looking at his friends. "How 'bout YOU apologize to us for that shitty little ring hurtin' our ears!"
The other kids laughed as he looked around at them, bathing in their adoration. Serena just stared at him.
She grabbed the kid’s ears, bent him over at the waist easily and leaped up, coming down astride his head, her giant thighs blasting off his ears with a resounding slap before she bounced back to let him spring to his feet, screaming in pain and hands over his wounded ears.
“What the fuck?” he screamed, glaring at her, rubbing his sore face and ears.
“S’matter, punk, don’t like that ringing in your ears?” Serena laughed darkly, walking toward him as he backed away nervously into the other three kids who didn’t know what to make of the approaching black muscle gal. “Maybe my calves will play a sweeter sound!”
Like lightning, she whipped out a side kick and caught him in the throat, knocking him to his back and as he struggled to his hands and knees, Serena stepped over his head and with a violent slamming of her huge lower legs, blasted her thick calves off his ears, the chiseled interiors knocking the air inside painfully, nearly as much as her huge thighs had done. She stepped back and again he staggered to his feet, hands over his ears, unsteadily and looking like he was in extreme pain and not knowing what to do.
“Goddam you!” he shouted at her, holding a pinkie finger in each ear and wiggling it. “Can’t hear a fucking thing!”
“Except the ringing, right?” Serena laughed. “Hey, any of your friends wanna try out my scissored ring tones?”
They all backed away nervously, so Serena lashed out with one big powerful arm and headlocked the skinny white girl of the bunch, easily wrestling her protesting little body to the sand where the big black gal sat behind her engulfing her screaming skull in her tremendous thighs. Serena bridged up on her hands, those thighs massive and mounded with muscle as they lumped up darkly around the girl’s terrorized head. Serena held a handful of the little girl’s hair and opened her thighs widely before slamming them together with a vengeance and a dominant grunt, the rock-hard insides of the ebony muscle girl’s titanic thighs punishing the little girl over and over.
“You like those ring tones, bitch?” Serena barked between thigh slaps. “Any of YOU wanna try?”
The other girl and the remaining boy backed up, tripped and fell, then got up and ran away as Serena continued to thigh throb her headscissors on the little girl before she let go to let her bolt down the beach. She jumped the skinny red headed boy before he could take off, leaping on him from behind and twisting him around to face her, her giant thighs beefed up alongside his face and ears. She lifted up on her hands to put on a pure squeeze of total power, making the kid feel like his skull would crack or be flattened to paste.
“Take THIS ring tone with ya, punk!” Serena growled, holding his hair to open her thighs and speak to the crying teenager locked between them
She slammed them together with all she had, quivering her giant slabs of black meaty thighs on his skull as she bridged up to put the full scissors on, the sweat on his head and her thighs forming a very painful seal on his ears, the fluid and air jammed agonizingly into his ear drums before he mercifully passed out cold in Serena’s crushing scissor grip. When he came to, she was lying peacefully on the beach looking at him, playing with her ring tones.
“Whaddya think of this one?” she said, intoning the sample ring on the phone. “C’mere, I’ll see if I can’t duplicate that with my thighs!”
She pumped her big gams together and the kid burst into tears, running down the beach. Serena laughed, happy for the quiet again….
The End
