Snapshots Ch. 02byGirlintheMoon©
“Fuck, yes!” she screamed.
A torrent of juices exploded around me, making my thrusts in and out slippery. The slick glide was unlike anything I ever experienced.
“Cum with me!” Sasha ordered.
And like I did ever since she came over, I obeyed.
I came in a violent spray of cum and curses, collapsing on top of her. She lost her control and her knees buckled beneath us so that we collapsed in a pile of spasming body parts.
When we were done we stared at one another for what seemed like hours. The sun went down and it grew chilly. I rested my head against her belly and stroked her nipple.
“I could love you,” I whispered against her.
She broke out in laughter and pushed me away, climbing on top of me and massaging my dick until it was hard again.
“That’s your problem, Kyle. Right there. You need to cut that out and focus on sex for a while. Imagine you’re going on a great journey of pussy, and you won’t rest or settle until you find the right one.” She stroked my chest and then sat down on my cock. “We had fun, you and I. Learn how to have fun and let yourself marinate in it. It’s wonderful when you just live.”
The next morning Sasha zipped up her little plum dress. “I’m probably not going to be able to walk right for the next week, asshole,” she joked.
I smiled along with her. “Thank you for all this. I still don’t understand why you did it but... thanks.”
She walked over and kissed me. When she pulled away, she finally explained a big chunk of why she tried to help me get rid of the sadness.
“In high school, Dylan messed me up really badly. I loved him, you know. All of us did. He was the one I would have settled for, if he would have had me.”
“So was this a bit of revenge?”
She nodded. “On Dylan, and on Allison for having both of you. I wasn’t kidding when I said I had my eye on you way back when.”
She kissed my cheek.
“Thanks for the sex.”
“Can I call you sometime?”
Sasha put her jacket on. “Of course. I already put my number in your phone. You’re going to have to get a lot more fucking out of your system, and I’m your orgasm guru.” She stroked some hair away from my face. “You’re going to be okay, Kyle Tilly.”
I took her hand. “Hey, I thought you were the patron saint of orgasms.”
With a laugh and a wink, she was gone.
[A decade earlier]
The summer Allison and I turned 18, we laid out in her backyard and listened to her mom fight with her latest boyfriend.
“You fucking cunt!” he screeched, disrupting the quiet stillness for a moment.
Then everything was dead again.
Lightning bugs dragged themselves through the air and mosquitoes sucked on us. I was jealous of the little vampires that got to taste Allison.
She looked so beautiful in the moonlight, even if she was crying. Her hair was gold against the green, lush grass. Her dress was a soft pink, bringing out the peachy tones of her flesh. I wanted. I craved.
“You cheated on me, you asshole!” her mother shouted a few minutes later.
“I hate him,” Allison whispered to me. “He’s such trash. I don’t know why she bothered dating him.”
I didn’t know what to say so I took her hand. I never knew what to say when it came to her mother.
Her mother’s boyfriend slammed out of the dilapidated house and sped away on his motorcycle. We could hear Ally’s mom sobbing and every gasp made Allison shake.
“I’ll never cheat on you,” I swore a couple minutes later.
Her eyes were on the fireflies when she smiled. Her tears glistened as they fell down her cheeks.
“You can’t promise that,” she said. “We’re only 18.”
“I promise I’ll never cheat on you,” I repeated. “Do you promise the same?”
Her mom banged out of their house and screamed for Allison.
"Come in here, little slut! It's almost 1 am."
Even though I was so far away, I swore I could smell the whiskey sweating from her pores.
Allison jumped beside me and scrambled up, brushing the dirt away from her dress.
“I’ll try to call you later!”
“Allison?” Something made me call her back. I hated this part of the night, when she vanished into that house so far away form me.
She stopped and turned around, beckoning with her arms impatiently for me to go on.
“I love you," I whispered.
Allison’s smile was soft and slow, but she beamed brighter than the moon when it finally grew. She ignored her mom’s shouts and kissed me there, sealing me to her.
I made myself a cup of coffee and gazed out at the sun making the leaves all shiny. They were turning colors already and would start falling any day now.
My phone chimed; it was Brian.
"What did I tell you?" it read.
So he already suspected I would give in. He gave me more credit than I gave myself.
I went upstairs to take a shower, wishing I wouldn't have to wash away the smell of Sasha's perfume. I glanced up in the mirror above the sink and noticed the shit-eating grin spread across my face. Then I noticed Allison's perfume resting against the wall. I took it and threw it into the trash, loving the satisfying clunk.
I thought about my dream, about when Allison and I first kissed. When I first told her I loved her. When I sealed myself to her.
I stepped beneath the hot shower and told myself that this year, I would work on removing the seal once and for all. Just how to go about it...
"A journey of pussy", Sasha had put it.
Yeah. I could bear that.