Short Story
3…2…1…I count in my head timing my breaths knowing one of them could be my last. I reach out of the water, I’m breathing as I gasp for air. I smell the flowers in the air, next to the river that almost just took my life. I smile at the river and flip the bird. I never thought this would happen to me. I look at the sun that’s beating down on my skin. I can feel it getting hotter. I might have deserved this but I don’t believe anybody deserves to almost drown and then walk 6 miles back into town. I guess I’m walking, I think to myself. Walking back into town I see a few couples at the Diner looking at me and whispering, my face all red and my clothes still a little damp and ripped. I continue to walk past them towards home.
I got home from the longest walk of my life. I stare at myself in the mirror, my face so red I couldn’t believe it. I have never looked this red in my life. I almost look like a lobster! Getting undressed, I slowly remove my shirt feeling every sting it leaves behind when touching my arms and face, I slowly unbutton my pants and as I do I let go of them and they fall to the floor, looking down at them, I then grab my panties and pull them down as well. I look at my boobs knowing more than anything my bra is going to be the worst to take off. I reach behind me and unhook my bra feeling the burn that’s so bad on my arms. I start the shower and turn it to cold. I let my long auburn hair down and get in the shower. I shut the curtain, and let the cold water run all over my naked body. I turn around putting my face into the cold water. I gasp for air remembering how smiling in death’s face turned me on.
I’m so wet thinking about how hard my nipples were when I got out of the frigid cold river. Getting out of the shower I pull the towel around me and head for my bed, when sitting on my bed, I’m still aroused from my thoughts from when I was in the shower. I run my fingers through my wet hair and close my eyes and envision someone else grabbing my hair. I pull my hair tightly, I slowly slide my other hand down slowly over every crest of my body. I lay back on my bed. I keep moving my hand farther down, slowly getting closer to my vagina. I let go of my hair and grasp the sheets, as my other hand reaches my pussy. I slide my hand farther down and can feel my clit, I slowly start running my fingers over my clit as my pussy starts to get soaked, I grip the sheets tighter knowing I’m about to cum. My mind racing, my hard nipples, my pink pussy getting more soaked. I’m so close to cumming, grabbing the sheets so tight, I let out a moan loudly, not caring if anyone can hear me. Telling myself “ IMMA CUM!” I let out a large gasp and I pull the sheets over my mouth as I scream, as I cum.
