1 comments/ 61882 views/ 1 favorites Dance Partner By: Bluesmanii Gyrating wildly to the music, you miss the first approach. A hand, gently laid upon your naked shoulder holds you...but the volume of the band, the floor full of dancers, and the proximity of so many other people causes you to miss the intent of the touch. But you don't mistake the two soft hands laid on both sides of your bare mid-riff. You turn...and in the flashing lights of the dance floor, you see a smiling young woman with long brown hair, a black, skin-tight, leotard top, long black slacks, high heels and a wicked look of delight upon her face. Had you noticed her before? Was she at the bar? Hmmm....you think as you stare into her dark eyes - What should I do now? You smile, and in smiling, confirm what she had already taken for granted...your complete cooperation. She leads you... you dance....following her. Her moves are feminine, yet unmistakably they direct you, and you go where she wants you to go. After the song, a soft command in your ear..."Follow me!". She threads her way to the Lady's room where, upon entering, you notice two women putting on lipstick at the sink. They note the possessive demeanor of your new friend as she steers you into the room. There is still one open spot at the mirror above the sink and she whispers forcefully into your ear...."Take off that lipstick!". You look quizzically, but her no-nonsense stare tells you that you must, and strangely, you want to comply. You fit between the two girls in their mid twenties at the sink, and they perfunctorily check you out as they finish their makeup touchups. One last toss of their heads to test the hairspray and they leave together. This leaves the bathroom to you and the dark-haired stranger you've just met. She strides purposefully to the door and jams a mop handle through the door handle to keep it from being opened from the other side. You raise an eyebrow as you watch her do this. She does not speak. She sits atop the sink and smiles at you as she removes one long patent-leather boot, then the other. The black stretch pants which seem to go on forever on her long legs are the next to come off. You only stare in disbelief as you realize what is likely to unfold here. Beneath the slacks she wears only the leotard which has snaps beneath. She undoes these leaving her pussy open to your gaze. She has dark, rather straight pubic hair, well trimmed, and you think how nice it looks situated between those long legs! She sits on the counter with both feet up on the sinktops, her back to the mirror, and her legs now spread wide before you! She slips a finger, then two...into her dark cleft while visibly stimulating her clitoris! You cannot believe that within only fifteen minutes of meeting her, you are actually participating in this strange tableau! Your finger creeps beneath your own short skirt to feel the damp flesh. She grins mischievously and with a single, long finger, she motions you to come forward. You stand between her legs which are still up on the countertop, spread very wide. She pulls your face forward, kisses you fully on the mouth, then sticks the finger that she probed her own cunt with straight into your lips and you suck it gently as you suspected she wanted you to do. Pulling her stretch leotard down beneath her breasts, she coaxes you forward and your face is soon flush with her breasts...hard nipples in your mouth. Your hands now wander and feel the wet girl-flesh beneath her outstretched legs. You bite the nipples gently and move down to taste her! Her head goes back against the mirror, fingers entwining your hair as she pulls your face against her mound and you taste her moist cunt....the scent redolent with sex and intrigue. The dark pubic hairs are matted with her juices and you mash your face against her...frantically biting her thighs, licking her pubis....tongue flicking over her erect clit....all the while fingering yourself from behind! You cannot believe this is all actually taking place! Your own finger makes you torturously aware of your need, and you work ever more diligently upon her cunt with your mouth! You are rewarded with the beginning of a long moan now accompanied by some involuntary movement of her long legs. She thrusts her pelvis forward and you feel her cunt from inside as your tongue accesses deep into the slit, taking care to keep constant pressure on her clit with the back of your tongue. The tip is dipping into her when she suddenly stiffens and you sense that she is about to hit warp drive! She does! And her hand grabs your head forcefully mashing her wet pussy onto your face as you struggle to keep up. Her legs are now bowing in and out, thighs pressing against your cheeks, then retreating as she spreads her legs again. Your hands reach up, pinch both nipples as she grinds your head against her. Finally, her legs relax...her breathing returns to something close to normal and she releases your head. She strokes your hair, then pulls your face up. Looking you in the eye, she mouths the words "THANK YOU!" but does not say them audibly! She kisses you on the lips, pulls up her top, puts on her slacks, pulls on her boots ...and...with only a cursory glance at the mirror, and a wink to you as you watch her in the mirror, she turns...removes the mop..... and exits! Fortunately, there was no one waiting to enter. You are left, somewhat awestruck by the absurdity of it all, how in only a few minutes you furnished oral gratification to another woman, (a stranger at that!) in the confines of a dance-club bathroom! Wow! Is this a quirk? Or had you somehow invited her attentions? Would you do something like this again? You muse about the encounter and other sexual thoughts as you fix your own makeup and straighten your clothing. NOW you are hot! "Where was that guy with the muscular build?" you think. Maybe he has somewhere to take you....NOW! Dance Partner Maria couldn't believe it actually worked. Two nights earlier she'd asked her best friend Keri, to ask a guy to dance at the country western bar they frequented on Thursday nights. Maria's plan was for Keri to see if she'd like him, not just like the way he looked. Surprisingly, after the dance, Maria met Tim and chatted with him for a while. He danced well, seemed very intelligent, was a few inches taller than her 5'10" frame, so she could at least look up at him and his big brown eyes. It was obvious to her that Tim kept himself in good shape as she paid attention to where she slid her hands during the course of the few dances which they shared before the night was over. On the way out, Maria gladly gave Tim her phone number to set up a time to meet on Saturday. She went home that night and was so excited she realized her panties were wet. Tim wasn't expecting the advance either. He was smart, but not the most outgoing or brash guy either. He went to the western bar like most 23 year-old guys - to find women his age. He enjoyed the dance with Keri, a petite brunette of about 5'3" with a large rack on top for her size. Her friend Maria was tall, thin, with short, dark hair. After that first dance in which Tim met the two beautiful brunettes, Keri left the tall pair to get better acquainted. Before too long, they were chatting and Tim was glad he'd gotten Maria's number to meet up on Saturday. Two nights later, Maria prepped herself for her night out. They had dinner plans, then off to a movie. She wore a pink tank top that made her B-cups seem a bit bigger. At dinner, while the conversation was going on, each couldn't help but admiring the other. The sexual tension broke when Tim planted a kiss on Maria's lips during the movie. Despite the crowded movie theater, neither seemed to care that the tall duo spent about half an hour with their lips locked and tongue twirling around each other's mouths. They calmed down enough to drive back to her apartment, where it didn't take long to pick up where they left off. While they were both really into each other, neither one seemed to realize how much the other was holding back. For almost an hour, no clothes were removed, just a lot of groping, kissing, necking and moaning. In Maria's mind, thoughts kept racing through her head, as she straddled Tim, grinding into his pelvis as he sent jolts of electricity through her body with every touch of his lips to hers or to her neck or shoulders. In Maria's mind it was only one thing. "Mmmmmm, wow that feels really hard. " Her kissing had gotten Tim hard a long time ago. her grinding was only making it more of a strain. As if reading her mind, Tim stood up with Maria still straddling him, and carried her to the bedroom. She let out an affectionate laugh as she somehow flipped the light switches she needed to along the way. Once in her bedroom, Tim started kissing right at her navel and working his way up, underneath her pink tank top. Maria, lay there as she felt shockwaves of pleasure travel up and down her spine. Her top now removed, Tim licked carefully, flicking his tongue on one already hardened nipple while flicking at the other one with his thumb and index finger. Meanwhile, Maria writhed in pleasured and her moaning only encouraged his foreplay. His expert mouth was already soaking her panties as she muttered only incoherent words. "Ohhhhh, Gg. . .yeeeeeeaaaahhhhh. Ohhhhhhhh" The first orgasm came just like that, without him having touched her now soaked pussy. She thought he was sexy 2 nights earlier, but the way he was getting her off was more than she imagined. As she pulled his head up from sucking on her now swollen nipples, she unbuttoned his shirt and removed it to reveal a toned, muscular chest. She ran her hands over his tight abs, as their lips locked and tongues swirled after her first orgasm. To somewhat of a surprise to her, Tim wasn't done with Maria yet. As he laid her back down on to the bed, he slid his left hand down her stomach ever so smoothly, underneath her waistline until he reached her soaking wet pussy. She'd trimmed her triangle of hair above her clit the night before, and his soft hands on her now swollen clit was exactly what she needed. She tensed and occasionally relaxed as Tim took his lips off hers, and realized underneath her pants she was wearing a g-string. "You take it off - I wanna see it," he said. As horny as she was, she wasn't about to say no. After she peeled down her pants, Tim was treated to one of the nicest, tightest asses he'd ever seen. In the front was a sweet pussy, wet and with a swollen clit and only a small patch of hair on her abdomen above her clit. He stood up behind her - him with his pants on, her naked. She stood there shivering yet so hot couldn't quite figure it out. She could feel his hardon grinding in to her from behind. Meanwhile Tim is busy kissing her neck, playing with one nipple of hers in one hand, and massaging her clit with his other. All she can do is moan as her legs start to give way and grab onto his hair and pull his head into her even closer. Without saying anything, Tim comes around to her front, kissing down the center of her chest until he reaches her pussy. He slowly leans her back onto the bed. As she says "you don't have to do that." "I know I don't have to," he says. "I want to" With that, his lips lit the fuse of the firecracker that was her pussy. He circled it slowly with his tongue, sucked on it with his lips, and darted his tongue in and out. The next several minutes was a combination of her gasping for air, moaning, and tensing up every time he hit a sensitive spot. Something was building up before she even knew what it was. His pace quickened once he realized she was close. He sucked her now very swollen clit into his mouth and eagerly lapped up the sweet juices with his tongue as he licked her pussy. Suddenly, she grabbed his head, gasped, and locked her long, silky legs around his head. She thought she urinated on him for a split second because she was absolutely drenched. She screamed as she gushed a squirting orgasm from her pussy into his waiting mouth, and writhed and moaned for the next half a minute until she came down from the immense sexual high. Super-sensitive now, Maria, never one who wanted to taste her own pussy, didn't hesitate to say "Oh my God, you're good at that!!!" before she locked lips with him, the taste of her juicy pussy still fresh on his lips and tongue. She sat up and straddled him. Maria unbuttoned his pants to see probably the nicest cock she'd ever lay eyes on. It was hard alright, because Tim had been keeping that hardon inside his pants for over an hour with no relief. Tim's cock wasn't giant by any means. But Maria knew a big one when she saw it. Her last boyfriend was about 5 1/2 inches. Tim was 2 inches longer, and thicker. His cock had a round, purple head that she stroked with one hand and two nuts that seemed bigger than golf balls in a heavy sack below his 7 1/2" cock. Tim moaned in pleasure as Maria leaned over him and took his hard cock in her waiting mouth. It was so big she couldn't suck all of it. She had a very talented mouth, and although she wanted to ride his beautiful cock all night, she felt she owed him a good blowjob because she'd already cum from his mouth twice already. Tim lie back and enjoyed watching the pretty brunette's head bob up and down on his cock. She used just enough tongue when she reached the purple head and swirled the tongue around it before seeing how much she could swallow. She was used to a smaller cock, so she still couldn't get all of his hard monster down her throat. She stroked his cock wanting to taste his delicious cum, but also realizing she wanted him to stuff her pussy until the sun came up. She made sure to lick his big gonads and stroke his shaft up and down while she lapped at it with her tongue. Her pussy was wet from before, and she felt a little tingle again. She kept one hand stroking his hardon while she quickly straddled him and held his veiny hardon at the entrance to her sopping wet pussy. "Put it in baby," he said to her in a whispering tone. "Mmmmm, it's big. . . " For her it was. Maria's pussy was still tight. A gasp was heard as her face initially looked shocked to realize the size of his monster. She wanted inside her so bad, but she wasn't sure if it was going to fit. When he started rubbing his thumb on her clit, she gyrated her hips and sunk down a little more on each stroke. Until. . . he was in. "AAAAAHHHHH! Oh my that's big. Fuck me, baby, but take it slow" Not really one for talking during sex, she couldn't help herself. Not only was the hot guy into her, but he was huge. For a while she just tried getting used to his size. She rode his cock gyrating her hips back and forth slowly and rubbing her clit to keep her wet. Her wetness was probably the only thing that let Maria take his cock inside her. As she built up a pace, Tim started sucking and flicking at her nipples, sticking a finger in her mouth for her to suck on like his cock and playfully grabbing her tight ass. One time he pinched her left nipple at just the right pressure to have her arms give out from under her as she had orgasm #3. It wasn't as big as the second one, but that was the biggest orgasm she ever had. The thing was - he still was hard. She had an idea. She'd done this position once or twice before, but it never worked with her old boyfriend. His cock wasn't big enough. Tim's was. "Do me from behind you big stud," she whispered naughtily in his ear. She laid flat on the bed, her tight, sexy ass up in the air just a bit, wiggling to tempt Tim's big cock to fuck her again. He slowly slid his dick inside her pussy, and once he got in he knew he hit her spot because she, relaxed, collapsed and moaned loudly. Her hips sank to the bed and she spread her arms out to the side. Tim's body was now covering hers. She felt his arms on top of hers, and his pelvis right behind her sweet ass. "Fuck me hard baby and don't stop!!" This position she loved. It takes the right kind of man, she thought, to be able to do this with. While she wasn't anally inclined, she loved the feeling of a big hard cock between her lovely ass cheeks. Tim's cock was big enough to satisfy her cravings and it hit her g-spot every time because he was long enough. Tim thrusted deep and hard into Maria for what seemed like days. The sound of his pelvis slapping against her sweet ass on every stroke was absolute pleasure for the both of them. Tim became more aggressive in his words and his actions. He teased her a little bit, because it was obvious she was loving every second of it. But, the teasing was only short-lived because he was loving the way her ass cheeks and pussy clamped so nicely around his cock. "Oh. God. Yes. Tim, fuck me!. Harder! Ahhhh! Yeahhh!" Those were the words that came out of Maria's mouth as Tim pounded her pussy. The small feeling of helplessness she loved. While she loved being the giver at times, she loved being the recipient. After another magnificent orgasm brought her to four for the evening, she started to wonder if he was ever going to cum. As his big balls slapped against her pussy lips with every stroke, she knew what she wanted. She told him "Shoot your load inside me!" He gyrated his hips differently to get himself in a better position. He quickly increased his pace to the point when both of them were on verge of a big orgasm. "You want my cum inside you, is that what you want?" "YES!!! Give it to MEEEEeeeeee. . " Both lay on the bed spasming for most of the next minute, almost unable to move with any self-control. Tim exploded inside Maria's pussy with thick jets of cum just as her 5th orgasm of the evening hit, almost as good as the 2nd. As she came out of it, she looked at the clock and realized they'd gotten home 2 1/2 hours earlier. She felt the warm sensation of a lot of Tim's cum filling up her pussy. She was lucky she was on the pill because she never felt so full before. As he rolled off of her, and she rolled over, she kissed him on the mouth one more time before sucking the last bit of cum out of his now softening, yet still sensitive, cock. "Mmmmm, I'm going to be sore for a while," she said "Sorry about that - I kind of got into it there," he responded. "Well, you can just make it up to me in the morning when we shower together," she said, with a mischievous smile. "I guess you won't be asking Keri to get you a dance partner next week," he inquired. "Nope, but she and her DD tits might want some of what I got tonight. . . " Dance Partners He is a stranger to her, new to the club that she frequents, probably new to the area, but he intrigues her. His hair is dark, really dark, it blends with the night as he enters through the open back door. The door opens on a dark alley, usually filled with the ruffians of the world. They never enter, just hang around outside waiting for some unsuspecting couple wondering outside for a little dark privacy. The door is normally kept closed and locked, yet this tall stranger had just walked in through it, looking as if he belonged there. She sips her drink watching as he slips silently through the crowd on the dance floor. No one appears to notice him. He moves towards the bar and orders a drink, then he turns, casually surveying the room. He appears interested in everything happening around him, yet nothing piques his curiosity. She is sitting on the far side of the bar, which dominates the centre of the room, still watching him. She takes her last sip and placing the empty glass on the glossy surface slides off the barstool. She walks along the bar towards him, her high heels making a soft clicking noise on the wooden floor, her skirt of soft suede caressing her thighs and buttocks. His head turns in her direction and he watches as she draws nearer, feels her brush lightly against his arm and turns to see her disappear into the narrow corridor leading to the toilets. He stands, placing his glass on the bar and follows her. He is leaning against the wall outside the ladies when she comes out. She glances at him, taking in his casual stance and the way his eyes never leave her face. His eyes travel the length of her body as she walks back into the room. She's wearing a tight black top, with a zip closed to the point midway between her breasts. Her skirt barely covers her shapely buttocks, which sway as her long luscious legs carry her into the crowd. He slips into the crowd moving to his left, to where stairs lead up to a balcony. His boots make no sound as he moves up the thick red-carpeted stairs. He follows the railing as it circles high above the heads of the dancers. Mid-way round he stops, leans against the railing and watches her dancing below him. His vantage point gives him a clear view of her soft, unrestrained cleavage. He doesn't watch it; his eyes traverse the room, checking every face and their companion. Eventually he seems to grow bored of this and directs his gaze to her dance partner. It's a new guy, not bad looking but a bit desperate and totally besotted with her. He can see the bulge in the guy's pants, watches as he tries to get closer and she keeps dancing away, just out of reach but still dancing with the guy. It's getting late or early. He makes his way down the stairs and again slides into the crowd. He circles the room reaching a point along the wall behind her. He leans against it, watching her, waiting. She can feel his gaze on her, it makes her nervous but her movements become even more sensual, tantalizing him. She soon forgets about the guy she's dancing with. Her eyes close as dances towards him, never turning around to see if he's really there. He can feel the bulge in his own pants as he watches her slow movements, the way she runs her hands over herself. He steps forward, allowing her to melt into him. His hands move to cover her hands as his body follows hers, his bulge hard against her buttocks. She turns, allowing his warm manly scent to enfold her. They move together, feeling each other's heat, their eyes locked. Her hand moves between them unbuttoning his shirt. She runs her fingers over his hard chest and plays with the little patch of hair at the base of his neck. Her hand slips down over his muscled stomach, neatly unzipping her top. He pulls her close, feeling her breasts hot against his chest, her nipples pushing into his skin. His hands explore her, moving through her hair, down her neck, brushing lightly over her exposed breasts and over her tight butt. He slips a hand in the small of her back, pulling her closer to him. She rests he cheek on his shoulder her arms tight around his neck. His other hand runs slowly over her butt and onto her naked thigh, then gently under the skirt. His fingers explore her naked pantiless butt, moving down between her thighs. The tip of his finger reaches soft wet heat. He caresses it, enjoying her soft gasps, muffled by his shirt. He slips his finger into the depression of her hole, circling it. Then slowly, agonizingly, he slips the tip just inside her. She bites his neck, stifling a loud groan. His hand moves around between them leaving her skirt hiked up so that anyone who happened to look would have a tantalizing glimpse of naked buttock. He unzips his pants, freeing his massive cock from his restraining boxers. Hiking her skirt up at the front, he pushes his cock between the wet lips of her pussy, sliding ever so slightly backwards and forwards. She can feel tiny droplets of pussy juice slipping down the inside of her thigh, but her will is focused completely on this man and the burning desire inside her. Lifting herself up on him she lets his cock slip into position at her opening. Moaning as she feels herself opening around him, she slides down. He buries his head in her hair, muffling his own noises. He can feel his cock buried deep inside her, can feel her heat burning him. They move against each other, dancing around the room. The crowd moves around them, unaware of the passion consuming the two dancers. The slow movements of their dance, the friction between his chest and her breasts, his cock and her pussy, make them wild. They dance towards the bar, in his mind he sees himself lifting her onto the bar and making wild love in front of everyone. He smiles, thinking about the reactions they'd get. Instead he manoeuvres her onto a barstool and orders a drink while gently thrusting into her. As she slides onto the seat, she feels her skirt lift up, the cold leather against her naked butt-cheeks. This makes her even hotter and she feels her pussy contract around his cock in the beginnings of orgasm. Feeling this he slips his hand down, massaging her clitoris, causing her to explode around him. Pussy juice floods out around him, drenching the seat. She falls against him, dizzy and satisfied. They down their drinks and move back onto the dance floor, her skirt hiked up. But no one notices, they're too involved in themselves. He lifts her and she wraps her legs round his waist. He carries her into a dark corner and pushes her against the wall. His thrusts come fast and hard, each one seemingly deeper than the last. He comes quickly, filling her with his hot semen. They collapse exhausted, the floor cold beneath them. After a minute she stands up and heads for the ladies room. She cleans up and heads out the club, a glance around confirms that he's gone. She can still feel him inside her, smell him on her skin, she smiles as she walks out the door.