2 comments/ 42484 views/ 3 favorites On the Dance Floor By: Nightwolf I'm out at a club on a Saturday night when I see you – looking lovely standing there in a short green skirt and a white lace blouse, your legs shown off to great effect by a pair of pumps. From the way the light shines off your beautiful tan I can tell you aren't wearing any stockings or hose underneath. After we trade a few glances and smiles I pick up my beer and make my way over to where you're standing alone. On getting closer I find out that you're even better looking than I thought, and I decide that this one is definitely worth the effort. You smile at me again as I introduce myself, and we start to trade a few minutes worth of small talk. Before I know it, we're laughing and carrying on like we've known each other forever. When we've both finished our drink a catchy, fast song comes on and you drag me out on the dance floor despite my protests. I'm normally not much into dancing myself, but it does give me an excellent opportunity to admire the way your body moves to the beat. I can tell how much you love dancing as you spin and twist in time with the music, and your enthusiasm is certainly contagious. The different strobes of the dance floor light you up wonderfully, and with a few of the shades I can even tell that you're not wearing a bra under your blouse with the cinnamon of your nipples visible as they brush against the material. I can't resist the urge to try and look lower as well, and am rewarded with a couple of tantalizing glimpses of your thighs as your skirt rides up with your movements. We dance through the next couple of songs and then move to a booth for a short break; you even surprise me by ordering a couple more drinks and a pair of shots with an interesting gleam in your eyes. We're both starting to flirt a little more openly now, with little hints and innuendoes that make me think this night will be a success. I love the way the tip of your tongue will dart out between your teeth and tease your lips as you make a particular comment or jest; your hand feels smooth as it rests on my arm gently rubbing up and down. Before I realize it we're even closer than before, leaning into each other as we talk and joke softly, interspersed with soft, teasing kisses. I love your smell as I breathe you in; a mixture of perfume, your soft hair, and a whisper of musk underneath that hints at what might come. I take the opportunity to let my hands explore a little of what my eyes have been admiring; letting my hand caress the smooth skin of your thigh just above the knee, running my fingers briefly though your hair to tease you just below the ear; even the thrill of feeling you press one of your breasts into my arm. The soft pressure with that hint of a hard nipple is enough to make me instantly stiffen in my jeans, and your eyes twinkle at my soft gasp. Our tongues are dueling now, exploring the taste and feel of each other's lips as you move until you're sitting in my lap. I don't even care that we're in the middle of a crowded bar now as we make out; all I'm concentrating on is the feeling of your body as my hands rub up and down your back, the taste of your mouth under mine, the feeling of your hips grinding softly into the hardness contained by my pants. I take your hint as my hand reaches up to cup your firm breast through the lace of the shirt, massaging gently and then using my fingertips to draw the nipple to tautness. A gasp from your mouth is my reward, as you grind even harder into my cock. I move to the other breast next, repeating the teasing touch as I move my lips to kiss and nibble gently that sweet spot under your ear, then kiss lower down your neck; the heat and throb of your pulse beneath my mouth as your hands grasp the back of my head pulling me closer. I swear I can already feel the moistness growing in your own crotch through the fabric barely separating us, and it brings a smile to my face. Another song comes on, slightly slower and you pull away from me. Before I can voice my disappointment you've taken my hand and drawn me to the dance floor; my eyes on that bouncing ass in front of me take my mind from the erection throbbing in my jeans for all to see. As we reach the middle of the semi-crowded floor under the lights you turn towards me and begin dancing again; this time a hot, sensual dance – if it wasn't for the location I'd swear you were performing in a strip club somewhere. The others around us notice as well, men and women smiling and laughing in approval as you grind and twist against me. It's all I can do to even pretend to keep the beat as I work to keep my eyes on your every move. At one moment you're in a mad spin, causing that tight dress to ride up and threatening to show everyone what is and isn't underneath; the next you're grinding into me with one leg wrapped tight on mine, and at the same time leaning back to show off the cleavage under that low-cut blouse. All of this combines to keep me hard as I watch and enjoy the feelings, and I don't even care – the only reaction I'm getting from anyone else are thumbs-up and grins as they imagine what I'll be enjoying later after the show. And then you surprise us all. I feel your hand back on my crotch, rubbing along the length of my hardness and I laugh since I think you're just continuing the tease. But then it moves up, smoothly unbuttoning my fly with a practiced move as you work my cock out into the open air and begin stroking up and down softly. I gasp, looking around and waiting for some reaction as you move closer, whispering into my ear "Let's give them a real show… I want you now…" Before I can even answer or realize what you mean, you've dropped to your heels, crouching down as your tongue reaches out to bathe the head of my dick in warm wetness while your hand continues to slowly stroke the bottom half up and down. People are beginning to look in our direction and point, but no one seems to want to interfere, and you certainly don't seem to care. My moan is lost in the continuing music as you look into my eyes and slowly move your lips forward, wrapping them around my cock as you begin to barely bob your head. I look down as our eyes meet, the sultry glint in yours letting me know that this is only the beginning. Your head begins to move faster as you suck more and more of my cock in; at the same time you lower yourself to your knees and stick your ass out at the crowd. Your short dress rides up at this point, and with your legs slightly spread I know that they can see everything; I envy them the view but I also know that none of them feels this incredible sensation that I have in my crotch right now. The men and women are gaping openly as you give me the most wonderful head I've experienced; your ruby lips stretched around my shaft as you move down taking me deep into your throat, holding for a second with your nose buried in my pubes and then your head pulling back as your tongue swirls and teases the length while you continue sucking. One of your hands reaching back between your legs to rub and tease your slit as the people on that side watch, they can see your wetness growing as you start to massage your clit. Both of us moaning slightly, my hips barely pumping as you work up and down on my throbbing cock. You pull your fingers from your cunt now as you look up at me, holding just the tip of my cock in your hot mouth as you take your slippery hand and jerk up and down rapidly on my shaft. Your hand squeezing tightly as you let all of us see your tongue licking and teasing the slit in the middle of my head, and then working it all around the flared base. I can't help but moan louder at this, and I swear I even hear a few of the crowd join me as they crowd around watching. My hands take this opportunity to reach down as well, resting in your hair as I try to pull your mouth further onto me. You just giggle at my efforts as you move lower, extending your tongue to slowly run it along my length from my heavy balls, along the underside of my shaft, and up to the sweet spot just below the head again. We can both hear a few muttered words from the people around us now, encouraging you to go further and to show more. Just when I think I can't take any more of your teasing you wrap your lips around me and suck hard, at the same time your head lowering with a swoop as you take me deep into your throat. I can see your cheeks hollow as you suck harder, your mouth moving up and down just an inch as you suckle me. And then you make it worse as you pull your mouth from me. My moan of disappointment is matched by that of the watching circle as you stand, moving close to kiss me with that wonderful mouth as your hand reaches down to stroke my painfully hard cock. But you show us all that we're wrong as you finish your kiss and place a hand on my chest, pushing back as I lower myself to the ground. Lying on my back I finally have a view of your sweet pussy as I gaze up at you straddling me; the lips glistening with moisture and your shaven slit swollen with your own need. Your eyes watch mine the whole time as you slowly lower yourself down onto me, one hand reaching to hold my stiff cock angled up as I feel your heat coming closer. The silky, hot, wet feeling as I first touch your skin with mine – your own eyes close as you bite your lip in pleasure, your hand rubbing the head of my cock between your cuntlips slowly, then rubbing the clit barely. And then you move it back slightly, both of us gasping as you finally descend, your wetness wrapped tight around me as my cock slowly fills your hot pussy. The crowd is as close as they can get now, barely leaving us a circle as you begin to ride me up and down; they can see every detail from the way your coral lips are wrapped around my shaft to your pause at the bottom of every stroke to grind into me, your swollen clit visible between your lips. A few of the men are openly stroking their own cocks as they watch, and one or two of the women rubbing their crotches covertly. My own hands move up to touch you, the buttons of your lace blouse easily falling open at my touch, an appreciative crowd smiling as your firm breasts come into view. My fingers begin to tease and lightly pinch your cinnamon colored nipples as you rest your own hands on your thighs, pausing for a moment with my cock fully inside you as you gasp your own pleasure. You begin to move faster now, up and down on my hardness as you show off for me and the watchers around. My other hand cupping your ass, pulling you close with each stroke and rising to meet you. Your skirt high on your waist with your shaven cunt visible on one side stretched to take my cock, and the other side your firm asscheeks bouncing slightly as you rise and fall. Our audience is watching every move we make, half of them silent in shock, the others pleasing themselves or each other as their arousal grows from our passion. As for myself, I can't believe how wonderful you feel as you fuck me; it's everything I can do to avoid emptying myself into your slippery hot cunt right now. The sounds of our sex fill the air as our bodies meet, our eyes locked, the smooth muscles of your legs working as you slide that sweetest distance up and down. I move my hand from your stiff nipple downwards, my fingertips rubbing and teasing the throbbing clit, spreading your moisture around it as I hear you moan a loud "yes…." Your own hands reaching up to tease and caress your breasts for the crowd, at the same time you lean back improving both the depth of my penetration, and the view of the crowd. Faster and harder we fuck, pussy and cock meeting each other in time with the music as we both get closer, fingers gliding over swollen clit, pinching stiff nipples; mouths open in pleasure and need. I'm loving the view as much as the sensation, my eyes torn between meeting the passion in yours, and taking the chance to admire your body as you ride me, leaning back so wonderfully exposed. Your moans are so loud now I swear they could be heard outside; at the same time I can feel your heat growing impossibly stronger; you push yourself down one last time as you bury my thick cock within you and I feel and hear and see you climax; your pussy spasming and squeezing around me, soaking us both in slick hot musk; your teeth biting your lip so sexily as your eyes close and your body shakes. I push my own hips up to meet you and grind my crotch into yours as you continue, feeling every sensation as your dripping cunt tries to milk my cock; I continue to barely tease and glide my fingertips over your clit all the while; the sensations are driving me mad with need. Just when I think you can't possibly cum anymore and you'll pass out I hear you gasp in a shaky breath, and your eyes open meeting mine again. Before I can begin thrusting again you've risen up slightly and eased back, my cock sliding from your slick hole as you grasp it firmly and stroke it up and down for all to see – it's the final straw and I cry out as my sticky cum erupts; long strands jetting out to cover you as you jack me off. Sperm reaching almost to your face from the first two spurts, then several smaller following as they pool on your stomach and the upraised skirt. My hips thrusting still as your hand continues to work, my moans faint in my ears as I die in passion, and barely heard the moans and gasps of some of the crowd around us. The final bits of cum oozing out as they cover your hand. When I can breathe and think again I look up at you once more, a lovely woman still straddling me, white ropes of sperm starting to run down your chest and stomach, pooling obviously on the green of your skirt, and glistening as they mix with the juices still slick on your wet cuntlips. You smile sweetly at me as you pull me to my feet and we kiss, the crowd applauding as you finally ease your stained skirt down and pull your blouse together to lead me by the hand out the door… All I can do is grin! On the Dance Floor When I saw them dancing out on the floor together, I didn't think anything of it. Girls can dance together all the time and people don't give it a second thought. In fact, it made them look available and care free. The light show enveloped them, and the dark corners seemed to be their playground. I watched as the strobe made their movements surreal, downed a couple of beers and went out onto the floor. Dancing nearby, I began to see the stares coming from all around the room. Other men and women were watching them with fascination. Their bodies swam in fluid sensuality and my heart started to pound when they moved over to me. Their movements enveloped my own. The taller girl leaned over to me and introduced herself as Jen in a husky voice. Jen was a brunette dressed in a short dark skirt and gray baby-t. Her breasts bounced freely as if no bra restrained them. She gestured to her friend and told me her name was Laura. Laura glanced around and looked relieved that my presence had gotten rid of some discomforting stares and gave me a welcoming smile. Laura appeared less at ease with her body than Jen, but still looked hot in her fitted black jeans and a black top that was only held closed by a single button between her breasts. The cleavage she showed led me to believe she wore a push-up and my eyes were drawn to her breasts repeatedly. . I told them my name was Jon then began to dance near them, my nervous energy being released as I let myself move in time with the driving beat of the music. I could feel the bass thumping the floor beneath me, and I could feel myself growing aroused watching the two of them eye one another, then sweep their gaze down my long form. Jen soon began to grind her hips in time to the music then turned and pressed her well-shaped ass against my crotch. As the music slowed down a little, her hips ground in a circular motion, rubbing my growing cock against the rough fabric of my jeans. Laura faced Jen now, and began to steer us into a darker corner. Laura gave me another bright smile then danced with Jen more intimately, sliding her thigh between Jen's. I moved my hands to Jen's hips and could feel Laura pressing her body tightly against them. If anyone was still looking in our direction I couldn't tell. I took a risk and slid my hands up under Jen's top. Her breasts were bare as I thought, and her nipples taut. I could feel the small points becoming more firm between my thumb and fore finger, then Laura pressed herself more firmly against us and I could feel her breasts, too. Jen showed no sign of stopping me, and I slid my lips against her neck, darting my tongue against her warm salty skin. God, I was getting hot. My cock was solid now, the shaft hard along my button fly and the head poking out of the waist band of my jeans. I ground my hips more furiously against Jen now, glad that I was wearing a long t-shirt that would hide the mess I was surely making. I heard her groan as I bit down on her neck, her long hair soft against my face. My hands cupped her breasts more lovingly then slid the top up above them. Laura's hands covered mine as I continued to toy with Jen's nipples. When Laura shifted positions to suck on one, I took my opportunity to press my right thigh between Jen's legs. I could feel how hot she was already, her cunt growing wet and soaking through her nylons. God, she felt ready for me right then, her head thrown back, making soft grunts as I slid her skirt up her thighs. Laura backed us farther against the wall now, my back bumping against it as we sunk into the deeper blackness on the outskirts of the dance floor. I undid the top buttons of my jeans and let the head of my cock press out into the sticky air surrounding us. Bending Jen slightly forward, I pressed the head of my cock against her ass, and she groaned audibly, pushing against me in a frenzy. Laura stopped sucking Jen's tits and cupped her mound, causing another groan to escape Jen's lips. Jen reached up and undid the single button on Laura's top. The fabric slid away to expose a sheer flesh colored push up bra. Jen's fingers quickly found the front clasp on that bra and freed her breasts, letting them spring forth, high and firm. Jen pulled Laura to her, pressing their breasts together and began to kiss one another feverishly. I slid my hands down to cup Jen's ass, then slid my hand all the way forward until I could feel Laura's hot cunt through her jeans. My cock felt like it was going to explode. Pushing a finger sgainst Jen's nylons, I felt the fabric give way and knew she wore nothing beneath. I lingeringly tore a hole in them from the crotch to Jen's perfect ass, and pressed my cock inside that hole. The juices of my own arousal made my shaft slick as I slid it up and down Jen's crack. I tightened my ass as my cock was tightly held between her muscular butt cheeks. "I could cum just like this", I whispered into her ear. "No, lover, I want you inside me", Jen replied as she turned her face towards mine to kiss me deeply. Who could refuse? I bent Jen forward a little more and bent my knees, allowing my cock to slide down and enter her, the remainder of my buttons coming undone from the pressure. I pumped up into her, thick and hard. Her wetness engulfed me and I could feel the pressure mounting. A hand reached between my thighs and I saw Laura was kneeling down now, cupping my balls as she licked Jen's clit. I couldn't wait much longer. I slowed my strokes and Jen's body arched back, her bare breasts gleaming in the white light of a strobe as she climaxed. Her cunt muscles squeezed my cock and I drilled into her for a moment longer. My load shot out and my ass clenched. I felt a pair of wet lips and tongue on my balls as I climaxed and felt myself cumming again. My heart stopped a moment and I felt lightheaded. I had never cum like that before. Jen turned her head to kiss me and Laura slid up Jen's body to kiss first Jen then me. I could taste the sweet juices on her lips and tongue, then she gave me her winning smile again and said "Me next?" I knew it would be a tiring night, but one I (and most of the more inquisitive bar patrons) would remember for a long time to come. On the Dance Floor Looking out on to the dance floor as I stand on the platform a face catches my eye, dark hair startling blue eyes even in the gloom of the club. I watch for a few minutes trying to gauge who he is with, there a few girls hanging around him which does not surprise me as this guy is hot. I walk down the stairs on to the dance floor I'm wearing a knee high black leather boots, a short denim skirt, a very low cut black top, I decided to go without underwear as I find that a turn on. I start to dance close to where he stands a couple of guys start to try and dance with me but I coolly blow them off. He looks up at me our eyes meet, I smile at him and move towards him, his hands reach for me and draw me close to him. We start to move together our body's close my hands run up his back to his neck his hands moving down from my waist to my hips. I rest my head against his shoulder and nuzzle his neck he smells so good. He moves his hand to my face, pulling my chin up to him he looks into my eyes and his mouth closes on mine, kissing me sucking my bottom lip into his mouth. Everyone around us seems to stop existing I no longer hear the music all I can feel is his lips against my lips his body pushed against me our hands start to move all over each others bodies. I feel his hand pushing up my skirt and on to my naked ass. He break away suddenly I feel disappointed, but realise as I look around that people where starting to stare. He takes my hand and pulls me across the dance floor and out of the club. We stumble outside barely able to keep our hands off each other, he pulls me towards him and kisses me deeply he whisper in my ear as he breaks away, "I'm going to take you home and keep you there all night". It's the first time I've heard his voice it turn me on all the more deep and sexy. He flags down a passing cab and we jump in telling the driver the address then concentrating on me again. His hand pushes my skirt up looking at me and smiling as he realises I have nothing on underneath my skirt. His hand reaches higher against my thigh, my pussy is already wet his fingers brush against the lips of my pussy a gasp escapes my mouth. My hand reaches down to his trousers and I squeeze the already growing bulge in them. The cab stops again I'm disappointed to have to stop what we have started but I know more awaits me inside. We step out of the cab and got to your house, standing at the door way our breath visible in the cold night air. We want each other so much. Inside the house he pulls me straight up the stairs. Entering his room he sits on the bed before me, pulling off my top and undoing my skirt I step out of it, I move to undo my boots his hand reaches down "no leave them on he says". I open my mouth to speak but he puts his finger across it. His hands run down from my neck over my naked breasts across my stomach over my hips and down my boots. He pulls my legs apart and kneeling between them his face so close to my pussy I can feel his hot breath against me, suddenly his tongue enters me my knees almost buckle from the immediate pleasure that courses through me. Moving his hands on to my ass pulling me even close to his mouth. Already so soon I realise the unmistakable feeling of an orgasm approaching. His mouth works more vigorously against me I whimper in pleasure as I start to come. I drench his face in my hot wet juices, you pull away and look up at me. His face is such a sight so covered in me. He stands up and faces me kissing me again letting me taste myself on him. I unbutton his shirt, his chest is hard and firm then moving on to his trousers undoing them slowly teasing. I pull them off along with tight boxers revealing his hard big cock. I look up into his eyes a smile forming on his face as I lick slowly across the tip of his throbbing cock. Licking lightly I move my tongue down your shaft lapping against his balls before moving back up to lick the whole length of his glorious hard on. His hands reach for my head encouraging me to take his cock all the way into my wet hot mouth. I resist for a while just licking, lapping and kissing. He moans as I finally take him all the way into my mouth, my faced buried in his pubic hair as he so deep into my mouth. I suck him harder and harder my hand playing with his balls. I feel him start to jerk in my mouth but I'm not letting him come there. Dragging me to my feet he takes off my boots, pulling me on to the bed with him we fall together limbs entwining. Pushing me flat on my back he leans above me kissing my neck and down to my breasts, my pink nipples grow hard as he sucks them one by one. Taking my hand he moves it down my body to my soaking pussy he pushes my finger inside me, raising him self up to watch me pleasure myself. I'm so turned on by him watching me I slip another finger inside me pushing them deeper, leaning across me he pulls out a big vibrator. Handing it to me its clear what he wants me to use it on myself. I take it from him and move it down to my pussy turning it on I hold it against my clit I come immediately. Taking it all the way inside myself pushing it hard inside me. I start to fuck myself with it slowly at first getting faster he starts to wank over me my eyes widen with pleasure I get faster, my breath shortens he's watching me and it turns me on so much. Your cock looks so big, I pull the vibrator from my pussy and lick it. I push him down flat on his back, I sit down on to his face and bending over to taking his cock into my mouth once more. We lick suck and kiss each others for all were worth. I come into his mouth over and over again. He pull away "fuck me now" he says in a gasp. Climbing off him I turn to face him my pussy centimetres from his massive cock, I'm so wet that my juices drip onto him covering him in a sheen. I sit down onto his cock my eyes glazing over as he fills me up. I sit up right slowly raising myself up and down on him. I fuck him hard and fast his hands pulling me down on to him harder and faster. Reaching for my heaving breasts he gently twist the nipple I let out a gasp of pleasure, realising I like it he twists it harder. Pushing me off him, he climbs on top pulling my legs onto his shoulders as he enters me again filling me to the hilt then pulling almost all the way out then slamming back into me. My hand reaches between my legs to rub my clit as he fucks me harder than I have ever been fucked before. A burning pleasure grows in me, I feel so close we gasp and groan in pleasure as he starts to come in me it tips me over the edge and we come together. I sob with pleasure as he fills me up with his hot spunk. My legs fall exhausted from his shoulders and he collapses on me both of us shuddering in spent pleasure. Later on as I lay in his arms I look across the room and see the picture of us on our wedding day sometimes it nice to pretend. On the Dance Floor Her palms were sweaty. She started to wipe her hands on her skirt, then imagined the image of sweaty palm prints on the black leather and changed her mind. She picked up a napkin from the long buffet table next to her and wiped her hands, carefully moving the white rose from one hand to the other as she did. How ironic, here she was holding a flower representing innocence and purity as a sign to the man who would take her to a new level of lust. Her mind raced. Why had she let her friend set this up? Why had she shared her fantasy? In a smooth flow of thoughts, she went from panic to anger at her friend to lust and back to panic. Her palms were wet again, and so was her pussy. She looked around the club. It was really packed tonight. The dance floor was crowded with bodies. From the awkward man trying to stay in step with his girlfriend to the young couple that looked like they had been dancing together for years, everyone was wrapped up in their own dance. Even with all the people, every one seemed wrapped up in their own world. What a perfect environment to fulfill her fantasy... Her thoughts were interrupted by the sight of a white carnation lightly touching her rose. Her eyes moved from the carnation to the face of the man holding the flower. "You must be my new friend," he said. Interesting choice of words, but what else could he say when they had agreed -- no names. As she looked at him, emotions melted away leaving behind only one: pure lust. The warmth between her legs grew as she saw the broad shoulders, the clean-shaven face and the drop-dead gorgeous blue eyes. For a moment, she was lost in those eyes, but then they began to move down her body, as he began to take in the sight before him. He glanced at the curves around her hips, and paused at the cleavage poking out from inside her dress. She knew she had picked the right dress as he smiled at the sight of her soft, round breasts pressed together and up for maximum effect. "Do you like what you see?" As she asked the question, her own eyes moved down his body, and she couldn't hide her approval as she saw the bulge inside his pants. "Because I like what I see." "Oh, yes, very beautiful," he answered as he took her hand. She followed without thinking, out to the middle of the dance floor. The DJ was playing a good mix tonight. They started dancing to the hard, steady beats of the song that was playing. She pressed against him every time she could, pressing her breasts into his chest, then going around and rubbing against his back. As the dancing progressed, she became bolder, demonstrating she could dirty dance with the best of them. She moved up and down and around his body, briefly stopping at strategic points. As she got bolder, she pressed the top of her head against his pants, and then ran her hand along the center as she worked up. She could feel his cock growing as she caressed his loins through his jeans. He reached under her skirt, grabbing her ass tightly with both hands. A smile of approval played across his lips as he realized she had on no underwear. Waves of pleasure began to move through her as she pressed against him. The music was still driving her to keep moving, but they were pulled together in an embrace of lust, moving their hips in unison, fucking through their clothes. Even though there were at least a hundred people on the dance floor with them, it suddenly felt like only two. One man, one woman, drawn together by pure, unadulterated lust. His right hand moved off her ass and around to the front. His palm pressed against the outside of her pussy, pushing against her clit. She looked around for a moment. This is what she wanted. Everyone else was dancing and nobody was paying attention to the erotic foreplay happening in their midst. The place was so crowded nobody could pick them out. She knew her fantasy was coming true. She reached her hands down, assuming a similar position, one hand on his tight ass and one working down his pants. As she felt his manhood in her hand, a new wave of lust came over her. She knew she had to have him, NOW! His middle finger had worked its way between her lips and was lightly fingering the inside of her vagina. He was going in just far enough to make her want more. His hand was now wet, too, his palm soaked with her juices. She pulled her hand out of his pants and unzipped them. He wasn't wearing underwear either, and she had to quickly grab his hard cock before it popped out for all to see. He took over, pressing against her. He pulled his hands around the outside of her skirt, hold her ass tightly. They danced like this for a moment more as she realized her friend had picked perfectly. He was exactly the right height, she could tell by the feel of his cock pressed against her skirt, they could do it standing right there and nobody would be the wiser. He moved his manhood under her skirt, and she reached her hand down to guide him into her pussy. She was so well lubed that he went straight in. They danced, fully locked, with him totally inside her. She began timing her hip movements to allow him to thrust in and out. As they moved to the music, a sudden, powerful orgasm ripped through her body. She stifled a moan into his shoulder, grabbing on as her knees weakened. He held her up, but wouldn't stop thrusting. As the orgasm passed, she again felt the pleasure of his cock working inside her. Suddenly, a second orgasm hit and she couldn't stay quiet. She moaned aloud, tossing her head back and grinding her hips. A couple nearby glanced over, amazed at how good her dancing was, but oblivious to the sex that was going on right in front of them. She pulled in close to him, and she felt his body tense in her arms. She came again right as he did. She could feel waves of hot cum filling her up, bringing a new level of pleasure. They started to relax, but he remained in for a moment more. She loved the feeling of him softening inside her. Eventually, his penis dropped out, and they surreptitiously did up his pants together. As if by fate, the DJ played a slow song. She put her arms around his neck as he placed his on her hips. She snuggled through the slow dance, basking in the after glow. The song ended, and he broke the embrace. He said only two words, "Thank you." Then he kissed her hand, turned and walked away. She made her way off the dance floor and over to the bar to order a drink. The fantasy had been fulfilled. She did not know, nor would she ever know, who the stranger was, but she would always remember him.