The Dance
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Another chapter from my book Tales of Ginger and Quinn. Available on Amazon and Kindle in Ereader and paperback format. Under my pen name Raul Montana
The first day of school is always special, but today is extra special because this is the first day of Quinn's freshman year. Although the town is small, the high school is not. It is a regional school, so students from miles away come there. This does add to ethnic diversity. However, the school is still mostly white, primarily a rural farming area. The next largest group is Hispanic, and very few black students. One caught Quinn's eye. His name was Marcus, he was a senior and on the football team. Marcus, or Marc, as his friends called him, had several offers to play at colleges all over the country. And he didn't have time for a girlfriend. All the girls thought he was gorgeous but were too afraid to admit it. Afraid of what their parents would say. Afraid of what their boyfriends would do. And afraid to be the gossip of their tiny town. Quinn wasn't afraid, though. She didn't currently have a boyfriend, most of the town didn't even know that she existed, and she wasn't afraid to disappoint her father anymore. The football team was the talk of the town, and Marcus was the talk of the team. According to Quinn's dad, they had a good chance of winning the state championship as long as they had Marcus.
Jazz is Marcus's sister, a sophomore, and has a couple classes with Quinn. They have been friends for a while, but not close. They started hanging out together after school. They both stayed around the football field, Quinn because there wasn’t any place else for her to go and Jazz because she was waiting for Marcus to get done with practice, so he could give her a ride home. They would do their homework together, talk about the future, and mostly talk about boys. Although Quinn had a massive crush on Marcus, she didn't say anything about it to Jazz, but Jazz already knew.
After the game, Friday night, there is a dance, and almost everyone goes, mainly because there is nothing else to do in this little town. The dance started as soon as the game is over, and just like you would expect, the music is playing, but no one is dancing. All the students are standing around the dance floor talking in their own little cliques. Quinn and Jazz are standing together with a couple other girls watching the dance floor. Slowly a couple of people start to dance. A boy named Zach asks Jazz if she wants to dance. She looks at Quinn. Quinn smiles at her approvingly, then Jazz looks around quickly to make sure Marcus isn't around because he would disapprove. Satisfied that it is safe, she agrees and heads off to the dance floor. Jazz loses herself in the dancing and forgets all about her brother and is enjoying the dance. Quinn notices the door open, and the football players come into the dance, including Marcus. His eyes immediately go to his sister on the dance floor. Quinn knows that she must intercept him and heads over to talk to Marcus.
"Hi Marcus, I am Quinn; I am a friend of your sisters."
"I know who you are; you are the coach’s daughter."
"I told Jazz I would watch her purse while she dances. Would you like to come to talk to me over where her purse is?"
Quinn nods towards the corner that she has been standing in, but she doesn't wait for an answer. She grabs Marcus by the hand and leads him. When they got to the spot, they talk for a while, and Quinn assures him that the dancing has all been innocent. Jazz finally gets tired and walks over. She pauses when she makes eye contact with Marcus.
"Hello, big brother."
Marcus doesn't respond. He only glares at Zach.
"Oh, leave him alone; you know that you are not going to hurt that boy for dancing with me." Just then, a slow song comes on, people shuffle off the dance floor looking for someone to dance with or just go sit on the side until the pace picks back up. Quinn looks at Jazz.
"Now it is my turn, Jazz. Will you watch my purse?"
Again, she didn’t wait for a reply before she grabs Marcus's hand and leads him onto the dance floor. She d****s her hands over his shoulders, and he places his hands on her hips as they slowly sway to the music. Neither saying a word, merely swaying and gazing into each other’s eyes. They slowly inch closer, each note narrowing the gap between them. Marcus's strong hands tighten around Quinn's hips, pulling her into him; she breaks the gaze and lays her head on his massive, chiseled chest. She can hear his heartbeat quicken as they continue to dance. His chest is not the only place where she can feel a throbbing as his cock starts to harden.
"Ah-hem," a teacher walks by and glares at the couple, letting them know that they have been dancing too close for too long.
"Let's go sit down, but don't walk away too fast," Marcus whispers.
Quinn knew precisely what he was hinting at. He wanted her to stay close to mask his erection. They make their way to the side and take a seat. Quinn never said a word about it to anyone, but she was stunned by the effect she had on Marcus's cock.
As the dance wore down and people were starting to leave, Quinn turned to Marcus and Jazz.
"I know it would be out of your way to take me home, but do you think it would be ok if I crashed at your house tonight?"
"I don't know…" Marcus started to speak before Jazz cut him off.
"Of course you can, our parents had to go to the city for the weekend, and they won’t be home until Sunday."
"Thanks, guys."
Quinn quickly sent her dad a text letting him know that she was staying the night at a friend’s house and would be home in the morning. She knew that he wouldn't say no; he can’t say no to anything anymore. They leave the dance and head to the house. They stop at a store along the way so Quinn can buy a toothbrush. Once they are home, they fix a snack and head to bed. Quinn asks Marcus if she can borrow a t-shirt to sleep in. Marcus hands her a shirt and remarks that it will look better on her anyway while staring at her breast.
"I am not so sure about that," she replies, casually placing her hand on his chest.
Quinn and Jazz chat in her bedroom as Jazz drifts off to sleep, but Quinn cannot sleep. She is lying there wide awake and dreaming about the dance with Marcus. Quinn hears Marcus get up to go to the bathroom. Quinn sits up in the bed and looks over at Jazz. Jazz is sound asleep, so Quinn decides that the coast is clear to sneak out of the room. She pads softly towards the bathroom arriving at the door just as Marcus is exiting.
"Oh, hey Quinn, did you need to use the restroom too?"
"No," she says with a slight shake of her head.
She bites her lip as she looks up into Marcus's eyes. Quinn raises up onto her tip-toes, wrapping her hand behind Marcus' head and pulls his face to hers for a kiss. She parts her lips, allowing his tongue to entwine with hers as she inhales, breathing in his intoxicating scent. They break the kiss, but neither says a word. Quinn grabs his hand and pulls him towards his bedroom. Once there, she kneels in front of him, pulling his boxers to the floor as she goes. His large and rock hard cock is right in front of her face. It is not as big as the one in the porn she was watching the other day, but more massive than the only other one she has seen in real life. Quinn wraps her hand around the base and pretending that she knows what she is doing; she slides her lips around the tip of it. His cock is too large for Quinn to get much of it inside her mouth, but she tries her best to imitate the porn stars she watched. After a few minutes, Quinn's jaw is beginning to ache a little, but her pussy is soaked, and she wants Marcus inside her. She stands up, placing a hand on his chest; she nudges him toward the bed, which he falls back on.
"Do you really think this shirt looks better on me?" She asks.
Marcus nods his approval.
"I think it would look better on the floor," Quinn adds as she takes off the shirt and her panties. She crawls on the bed on top of Marcus and resumes kissing him. She is grinding her hips against him, rubbing her pussy lips on his cock. Quinn reaches down, grasping his cock again. She guides to the entrance of her pussy and slowly slides down the length of the shaft. Quinn lets out of gasp and shudders a little as she impales herself on Marcus' cock. She slowly rides his dick as she adjusts to the size of it. Marcus is lying back with a stunned look on his face.
When he walked into the dance, he had no idea that he would be fucking his coach's hot little daughter tonight. Quinn picked up her pace, enjoying the feeling of Marcus inside her. She enjoyed being in control of this massive, strong man almost as much as she enjoyed the sex. But as much as she liked controlling Marcus, she needed to feel his power. Quinn rolled to the side, and Marcus instinctively moved with her until he was on top. He presses his body up off Quinn raising her legs up, sliding his cock in and out of her. He forced her legs back to her firm young breast and stared at them as he increased the force of his thrust. Marcus became hypnotized by watching them bounce and jiggle slightly as he slammed his cock into Quinn. He was now thrusting the full length of his cock deep inside Quinn's tiny little pussy, causing her to moan out with each impact. His cum was beginning to swell inside his cock. He was moments away from his climax, and Quinn could feel it too. Marcus pulled back to pull his cock out of Quinn as he was about to cum, but Quinn attached herself to him like Velcro refusing to let him go. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down to kiss her, and as he pulled his hips back, Quinn wrapped her legs around his ass, forcing Marcus to thrust inside her as he released a river of sperm deep into Quinn's womb. This released Quinn’s own orgasm as she began to spasm, moaning into Marcus’ kiss. They laid there together, their legs tangled like Christmas lights in a box. Marcus’ massive muscular body dwarfing Quinn’s. The only motion was their kiss and the tremoring aftershocks of Quinn’s orgasm. Marcus laid his head on his pillow and began to drift to sleep. Quinn guided him off her and softly placed a kiss on his cheek before she redressed and headed back to Jazz’s room.
The first day of school is always special, but today is extra special because this is the first day of Quinn's freshman year. Although the town is small, the high school is not. It is a regional school, so students from miles away come there. This does add to ethnic diversity. However, the school is still mostly white, primarily a rural farming area. The next largest group is Hispanic, and very few black students. One caught Quinn's eye. His name was Marcus, he was a senior and on the football team. Marcus, or Marc, as his friends called him, had several offers to play at colleges all over the country. And he didn't have time for a girlfriend. All the girls thought he was gorgeous but were too afraid to admit it. Afraid of what their parents would say. Afraid of what their boyfriends would do. And afraid to be the gossip of their tiny town. Quinn wasn't afraid, though. She didn't currently have a boyfriend, most of the town didn't even know that she existed, and she wasn't afraid to disappoint her father anymore. The football team was the talk of the town, and Marcus was the talk of the team. According to Quinn's dad, they had a good chance of winning the state championship as long as they had Marcus.
Jazz is Marcus's sister, a sophomore, and has a couple classes with Quinn. They have been friends for a while, but not close. They started hanging out together after school. They both stayed around the football field, Quinn because there wasn’t any place else for her to go and Jazz because she was waiting for Marcus to get done with practice, so he could give her a ride home. They would do their homework together, talk about the future, and mostly talk about boys. Although Quinn had a massive crush on Marcus, she didn't say anything about it to Jazz, but Jazz already knew.
After the game, Friday night, there is a dance, and almost everyone goes, mainly because there is nothing else to do in this little town. The dance started as soon as the game is over, and just like you would expect, the music is playing, but no one is dancing. All the students are standing around the dance floor talking in their own little cliques. Quinn and Jazz are standing together with a couple other girls watching the dance floor. Slowly a couple of people start to dance. A boy named Zach asks Jazz if she wants to dance. She looks at Quinn. Quinn smiles at her approvingly, then Jazz looks around quickly to make sure Marcus isn't around because he would disapprove. Satisfied that it is safe, she agrees and heads off to the dance floor. Jazz loses herself in the dancing and forgets all about her brother and is enjoying the dance. Quinn notices the door open, and the football players come into the dance, including Marcus. His eyes immediately go to his sister on the dance floor. Quinn knows that she must intercept him and heads over to talk to Marcus.
"Hi Marcus, I am Quinn; I am a friend of your sisters."
"I know who you are; you are the coach’s daughter."
"I told Jazz I would watch her purse while she dances. Would you like to come to talk to me over where her purse is?"
Quinn nods towards the corner that she has been standing in, but she doesn't wait for an answer. She grabs Marcus by the hand and leads him. When they got to the spot, they talk for a while, and Quinn assures him that the dancing has all been innocent. Jazz finally gets tired and walks over. She pauses when she makes eye contact with Marcus.
"Hello, big brother."
Marcus doesn't respond. He only glares at Zach.
"Oh, leave him alone; you know that you are not going to hurt that boy for dancing with me." Just then, a slow song comes on, people shuffle off the dance floor looking for someone to dance with or just go sit on the side until the pace picks back up. Quinn looks at Jazz.
"Now it is my turn, Jazz. Will you watch my purse?"
Again, she didn’t wait for a reply before she grabs Marcus's hand and leads him onto the dance floor. She d****s her hands over his shoulders, and he places his hands on her hips as they slowly sway to the music. Neither saying a word, merely swaying and gazing into each other’s eyes. They slowly inch closer, each note narrowing the gap between them. Marcus's strong hands tighten around Quinn's hips, pulling her into him; she breaks the gaze and lays her head on his massive, chiseled chest. She can hear his heartbeat quicken as they continue to dance. His chest is not the only place where she can feel a throbbing as his cock starts to harden.
"Ah-hem," a teacher walks by and glares at the couple, letting them know that they have been dancing too close for too long.
"Let's go sit down, but don't walk away too fast," Marcus whispers.
Quinn knew precisely what he was hinting at. He wanted her to stay close to mask his erection. They make their way to the side and take a seat. Quinn never said a word about it to anyone, but she was stunned by the effect she had on Marcus's cock.
As the dance wore down and people were starting to leave, Quinn turned to Marcus and Jazz.
"I know it would be out of your way to take me home, but do you think it would be ok if I crashed at your house tonight?"
"I don't know…" Marcus started to speak before Jazz cut him off.
"Of course you can, our parents had to go to the city for the weekend, and they won’t be home until Sunday."
"Thanks, guys."
Quinn quickly sent her dad a text letting him know that she was staying the night at a friend’s house and would be home in the morning. She knew that he wouldn't say no; he can’t say no to anything anymore. They leave the dance and head to the house. They stop at a store along the way so Quinn can buy a toothbrush. Once they are home, they fix a snack and head to bed. Quinn asks Marcus if she can borrow a t-shirt to sleep in. Marcus hands her a shirt and remarks that it will look better on her anyway while staring at her breast.
"I am not so sure about that," she replies, casually placing her hand on his chest.
Quinn and Jazz chat in her bedroom as Jazz drifts off to sleep, but Quinn cannot sleep. She is lying there wide awake and dreaming about the dance with Marcus. Quinn hears Marcus get up to go to the bathroom. Quinn sits up in the bed and looks over at Jazz. Jazz is sound asleep, so Quinn decides that the coast is clear to sneak out of the room. She pads softly towards the bathroom arriving at the door just as Marcus is exiting.
"Oh, hey Quinn, did you need to use the restroom too?"
"No," she says with a slight shake of her head.
She bites her lip as she looks up into Marcus's eyes. Quinn raises up onto her tip-toes, wrapping her hand behind Marcus' head and pulls his face to hers for a kiss. She parts her lips, allowing his tongue to entwine with hers as she inhales, breathing in his intoxicating scent. They break the kiss, but neither says a word. Quinn grabs his hand and pulls him towards his bedroom. Once there, she kneels in front of him, pulling his boxers to the floor as she goes. His large and rock hard cock is right in front of her face. It is not as big as the one in the porn she was watching the other day, but more massive than the only other one she has seen in real life. Quinn wraps her hand around the base and pretending that she knows what she is doing; she slides her lips around the tip of it. His cock is too large for Quinn to get much of it inside her mouth, but she tries her best to imitate the porn stars she watched. After a few minutes, Quinn's jaw is beginning to ache a little, but her pussy is soaked, and she wants Marcus inside her. She stands up, placing a hand on his chest; she nudges him toward the bed, which he falls back on.
"Do you really think this shirt looks better on me?" She asks.
Marcus nods his approval.
"I think it would look better on the floor," Quinn adds as she takes off the shirt and her panties. She crawls on the bed on top of Marcus and resumes kissing him. She is grinding her hips against him, rubbing her pussy lips on his cock. Quinn reaches down, grasping his cock again. She guides to the entrance of her pussy and slowly slides down the length of the shaft. Quinn lets out of gasp and shudders a little as she impales herself on Marcus' cock. She slowly rides his dick as she adjusts to the size of it. Marcus is lying back with a stunned look on his face.
When he walked into the dance, he had no idea that he would be fucking his coach's hot little daughter tonight. Quinn picked up her pace, enjoying the feeling of Marcus inside her. She enjoyed being in control of this massive, strong man almost as much as she enjoyed the sex. But as much as she liked controlling Marcus, she needed to feel his power. Quinn rolled to the side, and Marcus instinctively moved with her until he was on top. He presses his body up off Quinn raising her legs up, sliding his cock in and out of her. He forced her legs back to her firm young breast and stared at them as he increased the force of his thrust. Marcus became hypnotized by watching them bounce and jiggle slightly as he slammed his cock into Quinn. He was now thrusting the full length of his cock deep inside Quinn's tiny little pussy, causing her to moan out with each impact. His cum was beginning to swell inside his cock. He was moments away from his climax, and Quinn could feel it too. Marcus pulled back to pull his cock out of Quinn as he was about to cum, but Quinn attached herself to him like Velcro refusing to let him go. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down to kiss her, and as he pulled his hips back, Quinn wrapped her legs around his ass, forcing Marcus to thrust inside her as he released a river of sperm deep into Quinn's womb. This released Quinn’s own orgasm as she began to spasm, moaning into Marcus’ kiss. They laid there together, their legs tangled like Christmas lights in a box. Marcus’ massive muscular body dwarfing Quinn’s. The only motion was their kiss and the tremoring aftershocks of Quinn’s orgasm. Marcus laid his head on his pillow and began to drift to sleep. Quinn guided him off her and softly placed a kiss on his cheek before she redressed and headed back to Jazz’s room.
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