0 comments/ 45529 views/ 7 favorites Dirty Dancing By: MicSteamy The Miami night was warm and humid. Just like most Miami nights. After showering, shaving my legs and rubbing lotion all over my body, I dressed in my sexy new outfit and drove to the Grove. My boyfriend, Derek, and I hadn't seen each other for a week. He'd been away on a business trip. I missed his crooked smile, his boyish charm and his sense of humor. Truth be told, I missed a lot more than that... his muscular body, his large hands, and, well, his amazing anatomy. He called me from the airport and told me to meet him at the Grove at 10:00 p.m. When I walked into the club, I was feeling sexy as hell. I had on a pleated black skirt that came to around the middle of my thighs and a starched white button-down blouse. Underneath, I was wearing black thong panties and a black lace bra that barely contained my all-natural C cups. I felt the stares of several guys as I walked up to the bar and ordered a drink. By the time it came, I had to turn down two offers to dance. While sipping on my Midori Margarita, I saw Derek approach me at the bar. He was wearing a black t-shirt, black slacks and black shoes and looked sexy as hell. Derek made like he didn't know me, like he was picking me up. "Hello. I just had to come over here and tell you that you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen," Derek said. "Why thank you, that's sweet of you to say," I replied. "I'm not just saying it," Derek said earnestly. "I really do think you are the sexiest woman I have ever seen." After a pause, he added, "My name is Derek by the way." "Hi. I'm Jacqueline." "It's nice to meet you," Derek said. Several guys at the bar were watching us and had overheard his ridiculous come-on. "Would you like to dance?" "Sure, why not?" I answered. The two guys I'd turned down must've hated hearing me accept so readily, especially in response to what must have seemed to them one of the oldest, crudest lines in the book. I finished off my drink and took Derek's hand. He led me to the dance floor. Once we began dancing, our eyes met. He stared at me with sensuality oozing out of his very being. I stared back longingly. Oh, how I'd missed him. After four songs, we were getting hot and sweaty. By this time, we'd been bumping and grinding pretty good, to the point that I was good and wet between my legs, too. Then Derek leaned into me and said, "Go into the bathroom and take off your bra." I swallowed hard, a little tentative. Derek's response was to motion to the ladies room with a slight nod of his head and an even slighter rising of his eyebrows. I made my way to the ladies room, used the facilities and powered my nose. And I did as my boyfriend commanded. When I came back out on the dance floor, Derek was waiting for me with a grin on his face. "Well?" I handed him my bra, which he discretely pocketed. We re-entered the dance floor and danced a few more songs. It didn't take long for the men around to notice my breasts flashing as I danced. Not only had I removed my bra in the bathroom, I also undid another button. When I came back onto the dance floor, Derek undid yet another. I could tell Derek was totally turned on. I could feel the evidence bump up against my thigh every time our hips met. The poor guy must have been so uncomfortable. He seemed to adjust himself every few minutes. During one particularly pounding song, Derek wrapped his powerful arms around my waist and pulled me close. At one point, he held me tight with his left arm, and grabbed my breasts with his right hand. He even slipped his hand into my blouse and tweaked my nipple, which was already standing at attention. Our steamy escapade continued when, after another few songs, Derek instructed me to go to the ladies room and remove my panties. This time I didn't hesitate. I was too far gone, too eager to see how far he – and we – would go. Within a minute I was back from the ladies room. I handed him my soaking panties. His discretion out the window, Derek raised my panties to his nose and inhaled my most intimate fragrance. After inhaling and then exhaling an "Ahhhh," Derek put my panties in his pocket. We went immediately back onto the dance floor. Sweat was pouring down my neck and back. Liquid was also pouring down my legs. I felt so slutty, so sexy. After a Concrete Blonde song, we just couldn't take it any longer. Derek looked into my eyes and said, "Come with me." I thought we were going to take one of our cars back to our apartment. Derek had a different idea. He led me around the corner of the bar, out the back door and along the side of the building furthest from the street. We were all alone, but we could hear the bass beat of the music pounding through the wall, as well as the voices of the hundreds of patrons at the bar. Derek led me a few feet down the wall into the shadow of the bare light that hung over the door. He turned me so that my back was to the wall. He stood in front of me, leering. Derek stepped closer and kissed me hard. I could feel his tongue probing everywhere. I met his every probe with one of my own. After just a week, I'd missed what a wonderful kisser he was. Derek deftly untucked my blouse and undid the remaining two buttons. He began fondling my breasts, squeezing them together, tugging on my erect nipples. He slid down the left side of my neck and began kissing and gently biting my neck. I was literally dripping onto the sidewalk between my legs at that point. Then Derek unzipped his pants and hiked up my skirt. In one simple motion, he lifted me up and then set me back down on top of his magnificent cock. He slid right in, all the way. I came immediately. Derek grabbed my ass cheeks with both hands and lifted me up and down on his magnificent shaft. I came twice more before Derek withdrew his cock and turned me around. I placed my hands on the wall, like people do when they've been arrested. I spread my legs, too, and leaned forward toward the wall. Derek lifted the back of my skirt and flipped it up on to my back. Then he pressed himself inside of me again and pumped away. With my blouse completely untucked and unbuttoned, my breasts swayed with the incredible motion of my incredible lover. After a few minutes of this, Derek pulled out again, but pressed down on the small of my back to signal that I should stay the way I was. The next thing I knew, Derek was kneeling behind me. He slid his warm, wet tongue inside of me and nibbled and sucked on my clit. I came again to his delight. Derek then moved his tongue north and tongued my asshole. After a few minutes of his rim job, Derek stood up and pressed the head of his monster dick against my most private of holes. Derek was patient and slowly eased his way in. At first I took just the head of his dick, but then I gradually was able to take more and more of his length until he was buried balls deep in my poop chute. Derek pumped me slowly at first. Then he picked up speed until I could feel that he was about to burst. "I watched porn every night in the hotel thinking of you," he said. Before I could object he added, "But I never came. I've got a serious case of blue balls. I've stored up a week's worth for you honey, and if you're ready for it, it's all yours." "Yes, yes," I cried out. "I want your come all over me." Derek pulled his cock out of my ass. I spun around and knelt in front of him. After just a few strokes with his right hand, Derek cried, "Oh my God. I'm coming!" And, did he ever come. The first few blasts went directly into my open mouth. The next few blasts hit my lips and chin. The ones after that fell to my neck and chest. When he was all done some thirty seconds later, I was completely covered with his warm, sticky goo. "Oh my God! You weren't kidding you stored up for me baby," I purred. I rubbed my hands over my face, neck and chest, massaging Derek's love cream into my skin. After buttoning and tucking in my blouse and neatening my skirt, I said to Derek, "Let's go home, honey. I want an encore performance, but this time it's my turn to please you." I expected Derek to jump at my suggestion. He loved it when I gave him head. What man doesn't, I suppose. In any event, Derek surprised me. Apparently my night of being his sex-craved slut was not complete. "Uh-uh," he said. "We've still got some more dancing to do." The thought of going back out on the dance floor after what we'd just done, with his come rubbed all over my skin, me still without my bra or panties made me wet all over again. Derek led me by the hand and we went back into the bar, then out onto the dance floor. As we grinded to the beat of a sexed-up tune, I was unaware of the fact that several globs of Derek's come were stuck in my hair. He told me later that the sight of me dancing that way was one of the hottest things he'd ever seen. We danced several more dances until I could feel Derek come back to life. I could feel the heat of his erection through my skirt. I could feel it through his pants with my hands as I wantonly caressed him as we danced. I can't tell which thought was more of a turn on, the fact that we'd just fucked out in public, not fifty feet from hundreds of people or the fact that we both knew that when we got home, I was going to suck Derek off until he sprayed his next load down my throat. All I know is that by the time we left, I was horny as hell. In fact, I sucked Derek off on the drive home. Dirty Dancing "How long has it been Carol?" He asked her. "Thirty years?" She pondered, trying to think back all those years. He held her at arms length and looked at his long lost friend, as they danced slowly around the dance floor. She was still very attractive, with her now gray short hair, but as ever with that inviting smile, and those wonderful breasts. Ah! Her wonderful breasts, now a little heavier, but they were as he remembered them, always her crowning glory. "You look wonderful." He told her with relish, meaning every word. "For an old woman?" She laughed with an enquiring smile, smiling at him in the way she use to do, when she wanted something, and with a voice that had surprisingly not changed over the years. "But how did you know it was me?" he wanted to know, now pulling her closer to him and feeling her delicious soft body next to his. "I'm staying at my cousin's place. You remember Lois, don't you? Well, she's on the committee for this dance, and she said you'd be here. And you haven't changed John, not one bit. You know, I'd have recognized you anywhere!" "You are too kind Carol. But tell me all. Are you married again? I did hear that you were on your third or fourth husband." She laughed and said it was only her third. "When I went to Australia, I was running away from a complete disaster. He was a doctor I met at the hospital over here. As you know, it's every nurse's dream to marry a doctor. Well, he turned out to be bloody awful, so in the end I divorced him, and emigrated to start up a new life. In Perth I met a very nice older man called Burt, who was lonely, and very well set up, so I just married him there and then." "Sort of, well hung, kind of set up?" "No silly! Wealthy, and done well for himself." She laughed. "Mark you, he did like his sex, and never left me alone for more than a day or two incase it healed up!" she giggled dirtily. "So you fucked him to death did you?" "Oh don't! He did really have a wonky heart, the poor thing, and it did for him in the end I'm afraid." She sighed, and John felt there was some genuine remorse for the demise of poor old Burt. "Any family?" "A boy from my first marriage. He's in the Merchant Navy and will soon have his own ship. I'm very proud of him." The music stopped and people were moving off the dance floor. "And the latest hubby, where is he then?" "Oh, Norman? He's up in Scotland, on a golfing trip with a couple of cronies. I shall go up and join him in a few days time." "Should we take a seat?" John asked her. "No, lets just dance some more, I like to feel you close like this." With which she pulled him even closer to her warm body clothed in a beautiful long blue silk dress. "I soon wont be able to sit down at all if you keep rubbing your lovely self up against me like that." John smiled, feeling how he was only a filament of silky material away from almost loving her. "Better sit down till the next dance. People will start and stare." He proposed, walking off the dance floor and to a vacant table. "Do you remember how we met?" he asked her as they sat down. The night you took my virginity away? I'm hardly likely to forget that am I?" She lent forward and took his hand in hers, and squeezed it tenderly. "I found you in a pub with another girl having a drink." He recalled. "And you told me some time later, that you chose me because you thought you stood more of a chance with the plain one!" "I never did!" he protested strongly, almost blushing. "Yes you did! You told me that your motto was, always pick the ugly one of a pair, and be thankful for small mercies!" she laughed loudly, and her lovely breasts shook in unison at her merriment. "That's an awful thing to say! I'm sure I never told you that." "You did damn it! Well why did you choose me? My friend Gloria was far prettier, and you could have had her at the drop of your zip, she simply loved to fuck. I was the virginal one, remember?" "You had the most wonderful breasts," he blurted out. "And long legs, all the way up to your armpits, and besides that, you looked ripe for the picking." She laughed again; shaking her two rounded delights, and said she was indeed ready for picking, and glad of his choice on the night. Being an eighteen-year-old student nurse, she was very keen to have her first man, and not be left out when all her friends were having fun. "What I do remember was that you wouldn't do it in the car. It had to be in your room all stripped off." "Well, when it's a girl's first time, she wants it to be a happy lasting memory." "And was it a lovely lasting memory?" He wondered. "Ooh yes. I could hardly walk for a week afterwards." She grinned, raising an eyebrow in a knowing look. "But we did it all over again, only a couple of nights later?" "Like I said John Darling, I could hardly walk for a week. You kept coming back for me, and giving me one shagging, after another!" They both laughed together, happily going down memory lane. "Hell, I remember your landlady bagging on the door that first night and you telling her that you'd just had a nightmare, when she asked what all the screaming was about?" "Oh yes! I was loving it, wasn't I?" "And I was trapped there all night. I couldn't get out till it was broad daylight and almost time for me to go to work." "But I did have you over and over didn't I? What more could a girl want after having been broken in by her horny stud, than to be kept on the boil all night?" The band started to play and John and Carol took to the dance floor once again. "Can you remember your twenty first birthday party?" John wondered as she snuggled close and he felt his cock starting ride up between them and twitch with dirty desires. "I remember I got terribly drunk, and acted like a total slut, asking all the men to fuck me once, for each of my twenty one years." "How many did you have then, in the end?" "Which end, is more the point?" she sniggered dirtily and added, "I don't know exactly how many, as I think I passed out some way along the line of stiff pricks, but it must have been a good dozen. I know I woke up the next morning with you there in my bed, giving me a lovely wake up call as you slipped that cock of yours into me." "Someone had to look after you." He smiled, picturing her even now, laid on her bed and the many boyfriends all lined up, waiting their turn to fuck her, and how she yelled the place down with glee at being the center of attention on that memorable birthday night. "What a nice friend you were John! I did love you, you know?" she told him, looking into his eyes. "Yes I know. And I loved you too. But we were not the marrying kind were we?" "Oh no, we were just having too much fun. I wonder what happened to Dee? Talking about fun." "Big Dee! Now that was some frightening lady." John shuddered, picturing her in all her full glory. Tall and pitifully thin, with breasts that were just two big sensitive nipples and a cunt that couldn't get enough of anything that she took a mind to have between her legs. "I heard that she went to South Africa and married a rich old man." Carol told him, giving him a squeeze. She certainly knew her mind didn't she?" Do you remember that evening we went out to a pub for dinner. You and some new man, and me and Dee?" John asked. "Yes I do, and she banged on the bar and demanded that the Landlord furnish you with two packets of condoms." "I'd had two goes at getting a packet from the machine in the Gents toilets, and lost my money both times." John remembered. "What's a girl got to do around here to keep herself safe?" she had shouted in a loud voice so the whole place heard her. And someone shouted out "Keep you're bloody legs crossed, Luv!" "That was another place we couldn't go back to wasn't it? Carol grinned. " We left sharpish after you got your two packets of rubbers and went back to my place. Why did you need them anyway? I can't imagine Dee wanting to eat her sweeties with the wrapper still on?" "She liked me to flip her over!" John smiled. "All holes available. Any port in a storm, you know how she was?" "Oh yes, of course, I remember very well. I think I got started on those kinds of adventures after watching you two do it. And it was later that night, I found you sitting on the throne in my bathroom, having a pee. You were the only man I ever knew that sat down for a pee." "It saves the old prostate." John told her, pushing his now very stiff cock into her tummy. "An old friend of the family told me about it when I was younger, and he was a vet, so I reckoned he knew what he was talking about. It takes the stain out of peeing and helps out in later life. Anyway you dabbed my cock with some tissue and then started to suck it for me as I sat there, didn't you?" "I always loved to suck cocks. Still do. It's one of my most satisfying hobbies." She laughed, and how John wished she had her luscious lips around his right now. "My man for the night had only fucked me just the once, and then fallen asleep. I was going frantic listening to you and Dee fucking your brains out next door, so I had to have you there in the bathroom or I'd have gone crazy. Hence me straddling you as you sat there. Stuffing your cock up my pussy riding you like crazy, so beautifully hard and fast, without you even working up a sweat." "Then I took you back to Big Dee and said, 'look what I've found in the bathroom that needs some love and attention.' Dee had always wanted you, you know? Often told me how she lusted after you. She was dying to do nice things to you, but couldn't work out how we could arrange it without frightening you off." "Yes I did kind of know, but was always a bit scared. Anyhow as soon as I lay there between the two of you in the bed, I felt so much at home, I simply just went for it. Dee was eating me in seconds and me cumming off almost every minute of the night. And when you fucked me, she would make me kneel over her so that she could watch your cock sliding in and out of my cunt. Licking it, and getting a right drooling all over it!" Carol giggled loudly and dirtily. "What a state she was in!" "God I'd love to taste you right now Carol." John whispered in her ear as he pushed his cock even harder into her. "Tell me more Darling," she purred back. Talk dirty to me. You know how I love it. I sometimes pretend we are together again and fantasize about us talking dirty for hours as we fuck." "Have you got any panties on? I thought I could feel some." "I've had to, 'cos I'm running so damned wet. I luckily put a panty liner in them before leaving Lois's so as to stop anything showing on my dress. You have no idea how damned sexed up I've been all day just hoping that you would be here." "Have you been playing sticky finger, thinking about getting it? Cumming for me?" "I've never had my fingers out of my pussy all day, just imagining your cock up me. Making me cum over and over. God I want you!" "Should I take you outside right now, and fuck you hard up against a wall? So hard your little feet would hardly touch the ground?" He hissed softly into her ear, before sticking his tongue into it. "One beautiful fast fuck that would leave me breathless and my cunt all awash with your spunk?" she gasped back slipping her hand down between them and squeezing his rampant cock through his trousers. "Yes! One furious fuck that has been on hold for the past thirty years!" She didn't say another word but turned and holding his hand lead him off the dance floor and on outside to the warm darkness of a summers night. He had his cock out before they stopped out of sight around the side of the building. She felt it in her hands. Both hands pulling upwards along its long hard length and then all the way back down before she bent over and sucked it right down her throat. John moaned at the feel of her deep throating him so expertly. As she had said earlier, she did love to suck cocks, and she certainly knew how to make her man moan. He pulled her off him and lifted her long silk dress up to stuff his fingers into her creamy cunt. Pulling her panties to one side he felt how hot, all wet and wanting she was. Just so fuckable, just like she was on the night of her first ever fuck with him. She groaned as he pushed his three fingers deeper up her and then she swore, and started to cum as she clutched his hand hard and fucked it for all she was worth. Pumping it over and over as she got herself off on his long middle finger as it reached upwards and found her aching G-spot. It simply blew her away as John massaged her relentlessly, and told her to let it go for him. She groaned some more, then licked his saturated fingers in her drooling mouth, and swore again at him for leaving it all so long since he'd had her, before turning to face the wall. Pulling down her soaked panties she stepped out of them and whispered, "Now fuck me!" With out stretched arms, she braced herself against the stone, and bent over and offered herself to him as his submissive slut. He lifted up her dress and throwing it over her shoulders rammed his cock hard up her juicy hole, with the greatest of ease. She cried out, role-playing the frightened fucked virgin. Gasping as she remembered how it made her feel so slutty to be fucked in public up against a wall. Telling her man dirtily, to make her sore. Make her remember this one. Spray her cunt with all his spunky seed as he held her hips firm, and pounded her fast and furious. The night air was filled with the sound of flesh on flesh and all the filth she could say before she felt him there, ready to spunk her hole. "Ready Darling?" He gasped as she screamed out "Yes, do it, give it to me!" He groaned as his cock grew so hard it hurt, and his fingers dug deeper into her soft arse just before going over the top in scream and an uncontrollable shudder. Wave after wave of ropy sperm shot deep into that pleading pit of pleasure, and splashed against spunk washed walls, and choked her with cries of "Oh yes, YES! YES!" as she climaxed with him. Reluctantly after a good minute of labored breathing had past, he slipped out of her, and offered his handkerchief to stop any seed seeping out onto her dress. "John Darling, as I'm here for a couple more days, I was wondering if you'd care to do me again? You could screw me a lot more leisurely next time, on a bed. Stripped off, like our first fuck?" John kissed her lovingly, and told her with a grin, " Of course I'd love to fuck you again Carol, just so long as your landlady isn't going to keep banging on the door telling you to keep the noise down." "Ah, knowing my cousin Lois, she'd want to join in too!" Dirty Dancing Donna My band, The Intruders, play most of the bars and clubs in the area. We're not great, but we are competent. Our style is bluesy with a splash of doo-wop thrown in for good measure. We have two singers, a sexy blonde screamer named Linda, and our guitarist Larry. Bill is on bass, Chas on drums, Cyndi on piano, and me on sax and woodwinds. Harry, our manager, got us this gig for a private party one Saturday night. I was just expecting a typical gig. You know, we play, they dance and get drunk, we get paid and go home. No, I can't give up my day job, that's for sure, but playing relieves the stress of the week. Well, this was not your ordinary Saturday night party. It was some kind of pajama party for swingers. Everyone there was wearing pajamas or nighties, and some of the nighties were very skimpy. I'd say there were about 30 couples there. When I say "couples" I guess I mean couples that came together because once the party started it was hard to tell who was with whom. The band was set up at one end of the hall with the open bar off to the left. The dance floor was rather small and tables lined the walls the rest of the way around. At least the tables were there when we arrived. As we played the bright spotlights on the band made it hard to see. The dance floor was dimly lit, and the table area was even darker. From my vantage, I could barely see the tables except for the few closest to the band. Our raunchy bluesy style of music was perfect for the party. Everyone was dirty dancing. The men were bending low and the women would straddle their legs, grinding themselves hard on the men's thighs. Some of the couples were dancing so closely that it was hard to tell where the woman began and the man ended. And the groping and touching! It was quite a sight! Man! Did it make me play a sexy guttural sax! When you play in bars, and some of them pretty seedy, you see all kinds of things. Once I watched a couple screwing against the wall just a few feet from the bandstand. And, of course, there is always the occasional fight. But in all my years of playing I had never seen things I saw on this night! There was no nudity on the dance floor, but it was as close to group sex as you can possibly get otherwise. As I played the sax solo in Night Train, I was mesmerized by this three-some grinding away right in from of me. A tall man wearing only pajama bottoms was being sandwiched by two sexy ladies, one a tall blonde and the other a shorter woman with reddish-brown hair. The blonde was wearing a white teddy and the other a low-cut long satin nightgown with slits along each side. The blonde was pressing her breasts against the man's back and undulating with him as he bent low to give the brunette the chance to ride his thigh. The brunette was super sexy and she pulled up her nightgown to show off her naked thighs as she squirmed and wiggled on his leg. Her gown was cut so low I was eagerly hoping for her ample breasts to fall out of it. She had some kind of little tattoo just above her left breast, but I couldn't quite make out what it was. I was mesmerized by the woman. She was so sexy, much more so than the blonde and every once in a while she would look up at me, knowing that I was watching her. She obviously knew she was getting to me. All I know is my solo was just about the best rendition I'd ever done for Night Train. By the time the tune ended, the man's pj bottoms were down below his ass, exposing the thong he was wearing. The blonde was rubbing her leg against him and the brunette had a handful of ass. All in all, it was a very sexy dance. From my spot on the bandstand I could catch glimpses of what was going on at the tables nearby. I watched the threesome walk over to the tables nearest the band. They were still in shadows but I could make out what was happening. The blonde sat down on a chair and the brunette knelt down before her. The man took up a position in a chair toward the butt-end of the brunette. As the band struck up Perfidia, I watched that sexy woman with the reddish-brown hair eat out the blonde, while the man finger-fucked the kneeling woman. It was the first time I had ever gotten an erection while playing. I bent my knees and wiggled as I played, in a futile effort to get my raging hard-on into a comfortable spot in my pants. Knowing that there was fucking and sucking going on all around us among the darkened tables lining the walls was such a turn on. After the set, we took a 15 minute break and I went over to the bar to get a beer. As I stood there sipping it, who should come over but the sexy brunette. "Hi, you guys sure play great!" she said. "You've got to be the best sax man I've ever heard!" "Thank you very much," I replied, and then, looking for something to prolong the conversation, I added, "And I really like the way you dirty dance!" "Oh, you're sweet!. I like to do it. It's so sexy, and my husband likes to watch me do it." "Oh, that wasn't him you were dancing with?" "Oh, no, I just met that guy tonight," she said laughing. "My hubby sits and watches and then we fuck like rabbits when we get home." "Well, I was watching you at the tables, and I must say that I don't think I've ever been to party quite like this one," I said with a smile on my face. Smiling as she talked, she said, "Well, I guess we'll just have to have you back for the next one, shouldn't we?" Then looking up at me from her 5-5 vantage, she put out her hand and said, "Hi, my name is Donna." "Hello, Donna, my name is Joe." Standing so close I could see that the tattoo over her breast was a little faerie or pixie. "That's a cute tattoo," I said pointing to it. "Thanks, I designed it myself," she said, and turning around she lifted her hair to show me another one on her right shoulder, two intertwined roses. "I did this one, too." "Very nice, Donna. I have to say that you are just about the sexiest woman at this shindig." "Just about? So I'm not the sexiest?" Laughing, I said, "No, you are the sexiest. It's just a figure of speech." Donna moved very close to me and stood up on her tip-toes to whisper in my ear, "Well, Joe, I think you are just about the sexiest guy here, too. I got all wet listening to you blow that sax!" Well, as you can imagine, I didn't expect that so I just stood there trying to figure out how to respond. My cock, however, did know how to respond and it sprang to life in my pants once again. Pressing her ample tits against me Donna put one hand on my shoulder and the other against my crotch and whispered, "And there's nothing that I'd like to do more right now than suck on this hard cock of yours!" "Oh geez," was I all could say. Taking me by the hand, Donna led me to the darkest corner of the hall. As we walked past the tables, I could hear the moaning of love-making and I could see the silhouettes of couples writhing in the shadows. Pushing me down onto a chair, Donna immediately dropped to her knees and began unbuckling my pants. Soon she had freed my rock hard cock and was sucking it in earnest. Stroking my shaft with one hand and squeezing my balls with the other, Donna let her hot wet mouth surround the head of my cock. Her lips dancing over the corona and I could feel the tip of her tongue dip into the slit. It was all I could do to hang onto my seat, it felt so good. Moaning and groaning like a banshee, I was nearly ready to explode when Donna got up and stood about a foot away from me. "No, not quite yet," she said, hiking her nightgown up to reveal her pussy. The light was dim, but I could still make out her pussy lips as she ran her finger between them. "Oh, I'm so wet," she said. Then Donna offered me her finger and I eagerly sucked her juices from it. Moving forward, Donna straddled me and reached down to guide my cock into her. She was so wet. I could feel the heat of her pussy surrounding me as she began moving up and down on me. Pulling down the straps of her nightgown, it was only a moment before her breasts tumbled out and into my face. Holding onto her ass with one hand, I used the other to grab a tit and suck it as she rode me. Donna's nipple was so hard and I lightly bit down on one of it. She let out a scream. I immediately thought I had hurt her, but soon realized that she was cumming. Continuing to move up and down on me as she came, I began moaning as well. "Oh, fuck, Donna, I'm gonna cum!" I cried. "No, NO! not yet!" she said as she quickly got off me. "I want you in my ass. You can cum that way!" Pulling me up from my seat, Donna knelt on the chair, her gown pulled up to reveal her ass. I bent over and gave her pussy a quick lick, enjoying the pungent taste of her juices. Moving my tongue upward through her pussy lips I let it settle into the bud of her ass, making sure that it was all wet and ready for my cock. Holding on to Donna's hips, I pressed my cock against her asshole. Immediately she pressed back against me until she opened up for me. Suddenly, I popped inside and she began bucking back against me. Having already nearly cum twice, I didn't last very long. As Donna pushed back against me, taking all of my hard cock inside her, I erupted. To my surprise, Donna came again, too. Then I heard a voice from the bandstand. "Joe, get your ass up here! We've got another set to play." It was Larry. Quickly pulling up my pants and zipping and buckling up, I hurried to the bandstand. As we played I couldn't take my eyes off Donna as she dirty danced all night, laughing and grinding, and looking at me with those sultry sexy eyes. I had to have her again. And I did. Many times over the next several months. But that first encounter was always the hottest. Dirty Dancing For His Pleasure Special Thanks to Mark for helping make this story even hotter then it was before he branded it with his flare for making it sizzle. This Dance is for you. What an unexpected night. First my day was brightened when the front office announced Mark was here to see me, a salesman, who came every six months or so to try to convince me to leave my current supplier for his company. All to no avail, my supplier and my company's owner are old friends, but I always enjoyed my conversation with the tall, distinguished looking man, a few years older than me. As always, he takes my rejection gracefully, but again with a smile, says he'll try again. At the door he stops, “Kat?” I look up. “Would you be interested perhaps in meeting for a drink tonight?” My stomach flutters, there is nothing more I'd like. But how many times had I gazed at his wedding ring wishing it weren't there. Now, my eyes go to it, hopefully to convey my concern. It isn't there, my mind screams. “About six months ago,” he explains. “This isn't a date. I don't do that yet. But I'd enjoy adult company. My weekends are with my kids. My days with co-workers. I'd like to spend time with someone I choose to spend time with.” I hear myself agree to meet him at the Irish Pub down the street. I call my friend. She agrees to take her kids to my house, and wait for my children to get home from school. “Will I be spending the night in your house?” she teases. I feel myself blush as I tell her no. “I should change the locks on you, so you can't come home.” she says laughing. My best friend. We call each other the Single Mom Support Group. We are there for each other. What I'm asking of her today, she's asked of me countless times. She's a lot more confident in the dating arena than I. “The problem for you,” she's always telling me, “is you are waiting for love to come along. A girl can't make love come along, but a woman sure has a lot of influence as to when sex comes along. And sex will make him come back. And maybe if he comes back enough, love will come along too. At least, you'll save on batteries,” she kids. Drinks become dinner. I listen to his woeful story, the dissolving of a marriage. I've heard it before, lived it myself, and I know that the telling softens the blow a bit. And it works, some, for him. He relaxes, and we end up at a place with a dance floor. It's been ages, since I danced, but I love moving my body, with him. I think of another kind of dance I've always wanted to do for a man. There are more drinks, too many. We are too drunk to drive. We discuss it seriously, adult enough to not push it. His house is nearby. He offers me his guest bedroom. With it, is what I suspect is a bogus assurance to behave. He's a man after all, hurt, drunk, and if his eyes tracing my body on the dance floor are not lying, he's attracted to me. But as women have done for eons with men, we hear their lies, hope they are not lies, but are ready to deal with them if they are. He settles me into his guest room. He kisses me goodnight, almost chastely, less a kiss than I'd given him if we'd been able to part company back at my car. He's so sweet. I lay in bed waiting for him to come to try to make his move. I'll send him away, I tell myself. I think I will. He does not come to me. He is truly a gentleman. I am warmed by that. I am a little hurt. I am relieved. I am confused. There's a man in the house. I marvel as I snuggle down and hug the comforter. I don't need a man in my house, or my life. But still I marvel, There's a man in the house. I never feel unsafe when its just me and my kids, but tonight it feels nice to know, There's a man in the house. I like the feeling. Sleep doesn't come. I hear music. I slip out of bed, and find him in the living room. He's having a moment to himself, in an environment that comforts him, the soft seductive vampy kind of music, lights off, candles dancing in the dark room making shadows move. He's sitting in his recliner when I softy call “Hey Mark”. He looks. I'm standing in the doorway, and he strains to see what I'm wearing. Sometimes, under my business suit, I wear a sexy teddy. It's feel on my skin like that of a secret lover. I walk to the stereo, feeling his eyes on me. I turn up the volume and the music too. I start dancing for him, moving to the rhythm of the music. Hips swaying back and forth, hypnotizing him. There's a man in the house. I'm going to make him feel like a man. Dirty dancing for his pleasure as I strip for his eyes only. He feels something soft against his cheek as he realizes that I have tossed my teddy in his direction. Dancing a little closer slipping in and out of the shadows teasing and tantalizing . I move closer as I reach behind and unhook my bra and toss it in his direction. I hear a moan coming from him. My hips sway to the music, dancing before him for his pleasure. Turning around and wiggling my ass, I slip my fingers into the waist band and slowly slide my panties down as I watch him over my shoulder. Bending at the waist with my ass high in the air I slide my panties down and kick them in his direction. All I have left on is a garter belt, stockings and the high heel shoes I slipped back on. As the rhythm of the music increases so does my dance, getting closer to Mark with each movement. I hear his moan in anticipation of what pleasure I have in store for him. He is bulging out of his pants. He is so hard. He unzips his pants to relieve some of the pressure. He takes himself in hand, and strokes himself while looking at me. My knees grow weak as I look at “my cock” for tonight, it is mine. I drop to my knees and start kissing, licking and nibbling my way up his body. He's through being an obverver. He pulls me up until I'm standing straddled across his face. He takes a deep breath of my sweetness and then slowly he starts nibbling on my inner thighs. I moan as I grab the back of the chair and try to get closer to his tongue as he drives me wild. He reaches up and spreads my lips so that he can get to all of me. My hips have started swaying to a new rhythm, the rhythm of Mark's tongue. He pushes his tongue into my love canal and I moan wanting more. He licks me faster and harder until I cum in his mouth and he drinks my sweetness. I slide down Mark's body until I'm resting against his hard cock. I give him a deep long kiss, tasting myself upon his lips. He grabs my hips and shoves his hard cock deep inside me. He feels me squeeze him tight...tighter, as I slide up and down on his hard cock. I'm not only being taken, I am taking him. There's a man in the house. There's a man in me. FASTER...HARDER...DEEPER...ohhhhhh yes yes....he grows harder with each thrust. DEEPER...FASTER...HARDER..TIGHTER ... until he gives a mighty push up as I push down on his cock...and we cum together. I kiss him deeply as I continue to ride his cock, keeping his cock covered in my juices. I reach down and recline the chair a little as I slide up and off his still hard cock and hold my love canal poised over his cock so that our cum drips down on his cock coating it even more. I lean into him and whisper "hold your cock up, I want you to fuck me in my ass NOW". His eyes light up and he reaches between my legs and hold his cock upright and I slowly lower my ass down onto his cock. He penetrates my outer ass ring as I relax my still pulsating muscles. I slide my ass down on his cock as he lets out a moan. I push all the way down and sit there with him buried deep in my ass as I rub my hard nipples against his nipples. I feel his hard cock twitching inside my ass and it's driving me wild and my ass starts wiggling wanting more of him in me. It's not until much later, I find out this is a new experience for him. As losing his virginity started him sexual life that culminated in marriage, and much later divorce, taking me in this new way, kicks off the next phase of his sex life in an exciting way. I start sliding up and down on his hard cock as he pumps into my ass slowly, teasing each other. I lean forward and nibble on his hard nipples as I slide my tongue across them. Mark pushes me back up so that he can play with my clit as he teases my hard nipples as I had done to his. I squeeze my muscles tight, milking his cock with my ass. Mark feels so good sliding in and out of my tight ass. Driving me wild as I ride his cock harder and faster, taking him deeper as I squeeze tighter. He grabs my hips and groans out “I going to cum” as he pushes deep into my ass. I feel his hot cum blast me and I start cumming with him. He stays buried deep in me as we snuggle and cuddle, building up our energy for more...of each other. Sleep won't come this night, but we will. He's a damaged man. He'll heal. I'm part of the healing. Will love come to him, to me? Yes, maybe not with one another, but it will come. And my girlfriend is right, this is better than waiting. This is doing something, if only saving the life of a battery. Dirty Dancing Pleasure x3 Friday night and we are going dancing, as we go off to our favorite dance club we notice that its quite busy but we don’t care as we go inside and find a table to sit at, as we sit for a while my favorite song comes on, standing I extend my hand to you. “Come on Darnell come and dance this one with me.” Looking at you with a gleam in my eyes. “In a minute, go ahead and I will join you shortly.” Making my way out on the floor you just sit there and stare at me with every move I make, As the song changes, a good dirty dancing song comes on, pointing my finger at you motioning to you to come and join me. Joining me on the floor, I wrap my hands over your shoulder as grind close to you as you pull my leg up to your waist moving slowly with me, looking down at me and kissing me, as your hand moves a little higher up my thigh as your hand slowly moves onto my ass. My hand moves onto your hard mass that’s trying to make its way out of your jeans yet as it is held in captivity I can feel it throbbing through your jeans, rubbing it lightly, moans of ecstasy softly escape you, as you pick me up and I remove that mass from your jeans and wrap my legs around you, you hold me close to you and I smile and nod my head as that was your signal as to what I wanted. Slowly you slip that mass into me as I hold onto you tighter as my head throws back and no one has any idea what we are doing, as your hands push up on my ass as we moan together a little louder. You feel my pussy clamp down on that throbbing mass as it wants to explode, my pussy grabbing onto your cock devouring it, you grab my ass tighter, I feel your cock swell and balls tighten as well as your body tense as I run my fingers through your hair, kissing you deeply now as we cum together in the heat of passion as we finish you slowly lower me back to the floor as the song ends taking my hand leading me back to the table, sitting in your chair you guide me onto your lap, as we enjoy another drink. The music slows down the lights go dim, looking deep into your eyes I kiss you softly as my fingers run through your hair. “Baby doll can’t you wait till we get back home? “Oh god Darnell you know I can’t get enough of you!” I whisper in your ear. “You just had me not 20 minutes ago, come on baby wait till we get home please.” Darnell replies softly. “Oh ok I need to go and make a phone call and then we can get out of here and go home.” “Alright hurry up so we can get out of here.” Slapping my ass softly, winking at me. Completing my call I walk back to you extending my hand to you looking at you with a devilish look in my eyes. “Come on baby lets go home, this is going to be a very exciting evening, one you won’t soon forget.” Whispering softly in your ear. Taking my hand we walk out of the club, opening the truck door for me helping me in, the ride home is very quiet as what’s about to happen plays through my head, we arrive at home as you go to get out of the truck I stop you, leaning into you kissing you deeply, kissing my way down to your neck, nibbling it gently, licking it softly. Opening the buttons on your shirt one at a time slowly, kissing each spot with every button I undo, slipping my hands inside your shirt, teasing your nipples gently, raking my nails over them, your breathing begins to deepen as you moan softly, your hands beginning to explore my body as you’ve realized I have no intention of stopping, slipping my hand down onto your hardened member that’s tenting against your jeans wanting so badly to be released, rubbing it gently feeling it throbbing. Unbuttoning your jeans lowering your zipper slowly with my teeth being very careful not to hurt you, kissing you deeply as I slide my hand inside your jeans my hand encases your member gently. Your body Jumps slightly as your back arches, your head goes back against the back of the seat, lowering your jeans over your hips your member springs free, stroking it gently, staring in your eyes. “You like that don’t you baby?” I ask you softly. “Oh god yes don’t stop baby doll, you always make me feel so good!” Darnell replies in a soft sexy whisper, your hips moving to the feel of my hands. Lowering myself down to your member wrapping my lips around it gently, circling the head with my tongue gently, dragging my teeth over the tip lightly, my tongue running over every inch of your rigid bulging member, nibbling it gently up and down your shaft. Darnell runs his fingers through my hair as I suck him into my mouth locking my lips onto it sucking it gently yet firmly, moans escalating as you hold my head fucking my mouth slowly. “ Oh fuck if you don’t stop I swear I will take you right here and I don’t who sees us.” Darnell whispers with his sexy accent as he moans in ecstasy. “Come with me baby!” I reply in a devilishly sexy voice. Getting out of the truck closing the door behind him, backing him up against the truck getting onto my knees in front of him, taking his member into hand again sucking him back into my mouth starting where I left off. Suddenly my neighbors come home pulling up on the side of us, you try to stop me but you can’t, knowing they are watching us drives me almost insane devouring your cock as you once again fuck my mouth only harder and faster now. “Baby you know we are being watched don’t you?” Darnell asks quietly “ Oh yes I do, let them watch they might learn something!” I reply softly, sucking your member deeper into my throat, massaging your balls gently. “ My god Kim what are you doing, don’t stop this just feels too good!!” Your pace picks up as you fuck my mouth harder, faster, feeling your member swelling in my mouth and your balls tightening in my hand, I suck it long and hard, your moans now screams as your head goes back. “Damn girl are you sure you want this?” you ask in almost a whimper. “Give it to me baby I want it all!” knowing the neighbors are still watching I suck you harder and again faster. With one final thrust you let out one hell of a scream as your member explodes into my mouth coating the back of my throat with your hot cum, swallowing it all, I suck it once more getting all that’s left in there for me to get. Your shivers a bit as your cock throbs and jerks in my mouth as my tongue works it over licking it completely clean. Looking up at you licking my lips lightly, taking my hand helping me to stand, looking at the neighbors winking at them, getting you back together we walk off toward the apartment. Once inside I shut and lock the door, walking with you into the living room getting you comfy on the couch, rubbing your shoulders I whisper in your ear, “Baby close your eyes and relax I have surprise for you.” “What are you up to now silly girl? You ask in wonder. “Just close them for me and you shall see.” Your eyes close as I reach in the drawer and pull out the blindfold cover your eyes. “What kind of a game are you playing with me Kim?” “Oh it’s going to be so much fun baby I promise, now just don’t move just sit there and relax and I will be right back.” “Hurry up I don’t like being able to not see anything.” You reply softly. Walking back into the room turning off the lights, lighting the candles around us, you hear me but you can’t see what I’m doing. “Now baby there are only 2 rules to this game you and I are about to play, 1.You don’t touch me until I tell you to, and 2.You don’t take off this blindfold till it’s time.” “Ok baby girl I won’t, I will do as you say.” My roommate Amy walks over in front you, unbuttoning your shirt gently, you moan softly as her hands run over your chest, feeling just like mine do, removing your shirt, teasing your nipples gently with her tongue flicking them gently, your cock starts to harden again as you get fidgety, your hands start to move. “Don’t touch Baby.” I whisper softly in your ear, nibbling it gently. “ Damn it Kim how can I not you know how I love to feel you.” You reply. “Lift up for me baby.” Amy opens your jeans as you lift your ass off the couch, lowering them over your hips slowly, sliding them down your legs, removing them completely, getting down onto her knees she kisses her way up your legs, running her tongue up your inner thighs lightly, your body spasms as she reaches your balls, licking them tenderly, caressing them gently. “OHHHHHH FUCK baby I want to touch you so badly, this isn’t fair!” Feeling soft warm wet lips wrapping around your cock your head goes back against the couch, watching Amy working over your cock, feeling my pussy getting wet, the way she’s positioned in front of you I can see her pussy becoming very wet, moving over on the side of her, my hand slides down her back softly, running over her ass gently, down to her pussy, my fingers tracing her pussy lips, she moans softly. “ Kim, who’s in here with us? You ask. “SHHHHHH just enjoy it baby just relax.” Sliding my finger inside her, her moans getting louder, her lips tightening around your cock sucking it harder and faster, positioning myself under her between her legs, my tongue teasing her clit, sucking it into my mouth nibbling it gently, her pussy begins grinding against my mouth. (Oh god Amy don’t say anything don’t give it away yet.) thinking to myself, as I work my tongue deep inside her. Her breathing deepens as her pussy clamps down on my tongue as I push her over the edge, licking her from her clit to her asshole as her body spasms. Moving myself onto my knees on the side of her, you feel something you’ve never felt before as both our tongues work your cock. “ Fuck what is this, who is in here with us tell me baby!!!!!” you scream in ecstasy. “Take off your blindfold baby.” Taking it off opening your eyes to see Amy on the side of me, as you watch both our tongues running up and down your cock, Amy’s tongue moves over tangling with mine as we kiss deeply for a moment. “Get up here you sexy lil thing you!!” looking at me with the look of lust and desire in your eyes as you lay down on the couch. Straddling your lap taking my breasts into my hands offering them to you, sucking one nipple in your mouth flicking it with your tongue, caressing the other breast twisting and pulling on my nipple, taking your member into my hand sliding my screaming awaiting pussy down it slowly until every inch was inside me, grinding my hips into you as Amy licks your balls gently. “OHHHHHHH MY FUCKING GOD YESSSSSSS, DAMN THIS IS SOOOOO GOOD ITS TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE!!!!!!” You scream as I grind you harder taking your hands into mine as you lock your arms straight out in front of you, my pussy grinding harder and faster as I sit straight up on your member pushing against your hands. Amy teases your asshole with the tip of her nails, your legs open to the feel of her finger your knees bend as her finger slowly slips inside you, pushing her finger in and out of your ass, she sucks your balls into her mouth sucking each one gently. “Amy, come up here and straddle his face, let him eat that pussy!” Moving over your head lowering her pussy over your mouth, your tongue goes out reaching for her pussy, my pussy grinds your cock harder in smaller circles, Amy grinds against your tongue as you bury it inside her, when suddenly Amy screams. “OH FUCK Darnell, your going to make me cummmm Just like Kim did!!!” “Do it Amy fuck his tongue, let it all go, give it to him!” I reply, as you can’t say anything all you can manage to do is let out a moan. Feeling Amy’s nails raking over your chest as she grinds against you mouth harder, she screams one last time as you push her over the edge, feeling my pussy squeezing down on your cock, your back arches off the couch as you grab onto my hips pushing up into me, as your cock swells and balls tighten again, with one last thrust your member once again explodes its hot shots of cum deep inside my pussy feeling it throb inside my pussy drives me wild as I push down hard against your hands as I finally hit orgasm riding your cock through wave after wave. Amy gets off the couch excusing herself as she goes to shower and heads off to bed, pulling me down on top of you holding me close to you, Kissing me deeply tasting Amy on your lips, I lick your lips enjoying her taste, our tongues mingle together. “What just happened here baby doll?” you ask whispering in my ear. “Did you enjoy it baby?” “Oh hell yes I did, I just don’t know when you had the time to plan this.” “Darnell, remember when I went and made the phone call before we left the club, well when I did, I called Amy and set it up.” “Oh god baby you are sooo good to me, But you didn’t have to do that, a evening alone with you would have been enough for me, but how ever I am not complaining.” As Amy finishes up in the bathroom, you and I proceed to go in and take a shower get cleaned up and we head off to bed together.