THE SNAKE DANCE
Summer lay naked on the bed.
But she felt restless.
Her thoughts were sinful, as she thought about just how wicked she had been.
The wickedness made her smile, and she wished that she could feel like this all the time. But, truthfully, her emotions were all over the place.
She felt content.
But, she also felt incredible longing.
She felt fulfilled.
And yet, empty.
She felt comfortable in her skin, for the first time in her life.
But, also shame about what she had done.
She loved him body and soul.
But, hated him with every fiber of his being.
The emotional high felt intoxicating.
And now, she decided to take Martin’s advice, and fucked herself.
But still, she thought of him, as she fingered her clit.
He had made her feel so good.
But, he had acted like such an asshole.
Still, she wouldn’t have let him fuck her if he’d been nice.
And, she had decided long ago that the first boy she slept would be bad.
Someone who would punish her, because she was so bad.
Her pussy clenched, and her body tighten.
But, she continued to rub herself—punishing herself.
Her efforts were soon rewarded.
She came. Came hard, and wet.
A sudden jolt ran through her body, causing her toes to curl.
It felt good, but not as good as the real thing.
She should take a shower.
His stuff was all over her.
But, it was a piece of him.
Summer dipped a finger into some of the stuff.
There was a nice big glop of it just above her heart.
It smelled like bleach.
But, tasted like salty cotton candy.
This triggered something primal inside of her.
And now, she stuffed all she could find into her mouth.
There was so much, an entirely belly full.
She licked her lips.
Tasting him there.
She lay back on the bed, and spread her legs.
And now she punished herself again for being so wicked.
* * *
Summer let the hot shower water wash over her.
But, there wasn’t enough water in the world to wash away all her sins.
Summer used to naively think that once she had had sex that would satisfy her curiosity, and then she could just move on with her life.
But, she couldn’t stop thinking about it.
And, even now she had bent forward slightly, imaging Martin behind her. His big dick, sunken deep inside her tight pussy.
Him kissing her neck.
She, thrusting back against him, and getting herself off on him.
Summer didn’t know what to do.
It’s like she could still feel the sensation of him inside of her, and it was driving her crazy.
It left her wanting, needing more.
She suddenly cried out.
Her pussy gushed.
She came, but had barely even touched herself.
Thing were supposed to be different for girls.
It was boys who had dirty minds, and thought about sex all the time.
While girls needed to remain chaste, and rebuff the boy’s frequent advances, until he proved himself. Then, maybe, the girl would reluctantly give in to him.
At least, that was her very Romantic view of sex gleamed from movies and TV.
But, the way Summer felt right now, was something straight out of a porno, where the girls were always willing.
And, Summer wondered if porn had it a bit more right when it came to sex.
She wished, she had someone to talk to about this.
God, not her mom, though. That would far too embarrassing. Plus, her mom would probably freak out, if she let it slip that it had Martin who had defiled her.
Alexandria would have been her first choice. But, Summer hadn’t spoken to her best friend in almost two months.
Summer stepped out of the shower, and wrapped a towel around herself.
Jordan then, Summer decided.
She wasn’t as close to Jordan as she was Alex. Jordan was a year younger, boy crazy, and much more of a girly girl than either Alex or herself. Although, it should be said, Jordan really didn’t have much luck with the boys, even though she flirted with them constantly. Summer wasn’t sure why, it might be because Jordan came across as too aggressive.
But, a more girly girl might be just the person to talk to right now.
Summer stepped out into the hall, and then stopped.
Directly across lay Martin’s room.
Summer knew that she should just go to her room, and call Jordan. Talk things out. That’s what a girl is supposed to do.
But, Martin was right there.
And, it wouldn’t hurt to take a quick peek.
“Just to make sure he was okay,” she told herself.
She knocked softly as she entered Martin’s room.
He lay naked on the bed.
His cock stood straight in the air, big and hard.
Summer suddenly felt very hot, and yet a chill suddenly ran down her spine.
Her head swam. She felt like she was going to faint, and sat down on the edge of the bed.
Her cheeks burned red, but her breath came out in short, white clouds that hung in the air.
Summer heard her cousin snoozing deep and heavy—the sleep of the innocent.
She remembered that this had been offered to her before, but last time she ran away from it, like a scared little girl.
But she was a woman now, and it was this man who had made her a woman.
“What if he wakes up, while I’m…”
She didn’t dare finish the thought. But, her mind continued to torment her.
“What if gets angry and never wants to do it again. I’d die if that happens.”
“He won’t,” A low guttural voice answered. The voice sounded like it came from the back of her head. Strangely, it didn’t sound like her voice though. This one sounded more like an animal. But, the voice reassured her, or at the very least gave her permission to act out.
Summer let the towel drop.
Naked now, she began to tremble—both out of fear and desire.
But, the shakes weren’t enough to stop her, quite the opposite. Like a junkie in need of her fix, she straddled him.
She was timid at first, rubbing the tip of his cock against her pussy lips—coated his cock with her sinful wetness.
But her timidness, left her feeling frustrated.
Her pussy ached for the attention that only a man could give her.
Well, Summer thought. It really wasn’t right for me to leave him like this. It looks like it hurts being so hard, and all.
She sighed, gathering her courage.
“I’ll just do it until he cums,” she told herself. “Just to give him some relief. He doesn’t even need to know.”
Summer grabbed his cock.
It throbbed in her hand.
She sighs again, shaker this time.
There’s no hiding her lust now.
She cries out.
He’s so big, so big it hurts.
Her cry is loud, almost a scream, and Summer quickly cover her mouth to stifle another.
To her relief, he doesn’t wake up.
Embolden now, her hips sling back, as her pussy swallowed his cock whole.
She can’t help herself, he’s so deep inside of her.
Her pussy becomes greedy, forcing her hips to ride back and forth to feed it’s insatiably hunger.
Her head swims with the pleasure of the act, and now Summer’s thoughts turn primal.
The voice in the back of head tells her over and over again that this is right.
Her body aches for release, and it does everything it can to bring her to climax.
Her pussy drools, taking all it can get.
Summer tilts her head back.
Now she screams, as her cum pours out of her.
Her head rolls drunkenly forward, while her body feels completely drained.
Martin stirred under her.
Summer held her breath, suddenly feeling very ashamed about what she has just done.
“Rosie,” he mumbled.
That sobers her up.
Did he just say Rosie?
Did he slept with her mom?
“That bitch!” Summer cried.
No wonder her mom had been acting so weird lately.
Summer burned with an intense jealously, and her anger simmered to the boiling point.
Her pussy, however, had different ideas.
He was still hard.
He was still deep.
And now, her greedy slit reminded her of just who was in charge.
Her hips rose, and then slammed down, plunging the entire length of his enormous cock inside of her.
“Jesus!” Summer screamed at the top of her lungs, no longer caring if her cousin woke up or not.
But that was not the end of it.
Her hips bounced up and down feeding her pussy its sinful meal.
Summer cried out.
Cried out in disbelief.
Cried out at this betray.
Cried out in pain.
Cried out in acceptance.
Cried out in lust.
Summer slapped her forehead with both hands. Her rational mind now in it’s death thralls as it tries to resists the urge to completely surrender to him.
But, that voice at the back of her head spoke to her, again, breaking down her resolve.
Feel guilty later, it told her.
Feel ashamed after, it added. But for now just enjoyed the ride.
A wild ride followed, as Summer completely give in to her carnal desires.
Her efforts were quickly rewarded as she came.
She sighed in satisfaction, but soon started to laugh.
He was still hard!
She continued to laugh as she raised her hips, and was still laughing as she brought herself down.
She let out a loud gut wrenching groan.
His huge cock slammed into her deep, to the point where it felt like she had just been punched in the stomach.
Her entire body trembled from the shock, but she wasn’t done abusing herself, not by a long shot.
Summer leaned back, releasing some of the pressure inside of her, and then ground her hips on top of him.
It didn’t take her long to figure out what got her off, and once that happened the flood gates opened.
Her body shook.
Her lips quivered.
But she couldn’t stop.
She bounced on his cock to get herself close, and ground her hips to get herself off.
Her rational mind screamed at her to stop. Warning her that if she kept going, he’d eventually drive her completely insane.
But the mixture of pain and pleasure felt intoxicating, and her body needed more.
She started the process again.
Over and over again…
But still, he remained frustratingly hard, and that spurred her on.
She couldn’t stop.
This whole thing is help him, the voice at the back of her mind taunted her. You can’t stop now, right!
Summer vigorously nodded her head.
Then she bounced
Then she ground her hips.
Her pussy gushed, completely soaking his stomach and crotch.
But, he still felt so big and hard inside of her. Her pussy now squeezed him, holding him tight, refusing to let go.
Her hips began to move again, as if possessed.
“Please cum,” she cried. “Oh, please Martin. Please cum.”
But, she did, a few seconds later.
Her hips rode through the climax, offering her no rest.
Her heart raced, and it felt like it any second now it was going to burst right out of her chest.
But, her hips wouldn’t stop, and she again rose, and then slammed down on him as hard as she could—driving him in even deeper.
Summer cried out, as her body lurched forward.
And now, the cycle began again.
She couldn’t breathe.
Her entire body convulsed.
She came, came so hard that she forced him out, which saved her life.
Summer gasped, gulping in air.
Her eyes rolled back, and she slipped off of him.
Her wild ride finally coming to a crashing halt, as she collapsed on the mattress next to him.
TO BE CONTINUED...