Blood Wild - Sex Stories

Blood Wild

... your head. It will get easier with practice, eventually you won’t even realize you’re doing it, it will come naturally.” Annie reassured Tom.

Tom began mouthing his count again, his head dipping slightly with his cadence. Annie stepped backwards just a bit with her left foot, and then with her right foot. Tom looked down at the separation between them and at her feet, before looking back up at his mother’s face.

“When you dance, it’s usually the man that leads. That means he moves his feet and the woman follows with her feet. You don’t have to pick your feet up much really, just kind of slide them along the ground. Move your feet with the cadence, with your count.” Annie explained but seeing the puzzlement in Tom’s face she knew she’d have to show him as much as tell him.

Annie brought her feet back to touch toe to toe with Tom’s, drawing her body closer to his own. She counted softly just loud enough to be heard. One… Two… Three… Four… step… step… step… step… One… step… Two… Step… Three… step… Four… step. One… step one foot backward… two… step the other foot backward… three… step one foot forward… four… step the other foot forward… repeat. Back… forward… back… forward.

In the growing darkness, to the night sounds of crickets and cicadas and an occasional night bird call, the two stepped backwards and forwards. At first it was jerky and unnatural and… awkward to be honest, but the movement began to smooth out and soon it was if they were joined at the ...

... hips.

“Good! Good, Tom!” Annie exclaimed proudly. “Now we’ll change it up a bit. Nothing fancy but it will make it a little less monotonous. Still with the same cadence, the same count, add in a side step. Back… back… left foot step left… right foot step left… forward… forward… right foot step right… left foot step right… repeat… one… two… three… four… one… two… three… four…” Annie kept time aloud.

Tom looked down at his feet and couldn’t believe it. He was dancing… well…sort of… but he was doing it! He smiled happily for the first time since he heard Lee say he should go to the Dance. Maybe he could pull it off, or at least not look like a complete fool if he tried to dance with her.

“Now, if your girl is any kind of dancer at all, she’ll be able to follow your lead, but you can help her out by letting her know where you’re going.” Annie said brightly.

“How do I do that?” Tom asked sincerely wanting to know more.

“By leaning your body in the direction you wish to go. If you’re going to dance to the left, your left, lean a little to your left, maybe dip your hand and arm a little in that direction. You can push slightly to the left with your right hand on her hip. She’ll understand. Backwards…lean back… forwards… lean…”

“Lean forwards… I think I got it.” Tom said happily.

“Once you get comfortable with the basics you can change things up a little, turns, twirls, dips…” Annie said dreamily as if she were remembering dancing herself from her younger days.

“I… I ...