Erotic Story: Steamy dance floor

As soon as I hear my favorite song, I disappear onto the dance floor with a grin on my face. The atmosphere is good, I feel good. My dress dances around my body and with every movement, I notice that my breasts barely stay inside the piece of fabric. I don’t care really. I’m so absorbed in the song and my own feelings that I easily seem to forget the world around me. And apparently I’m not the only one who’s losing themselves in me. As I move sensually to the music with my eyes closed, I suddenly feel two arms softly caressing my skin. I briefly open my eyes and see that I’ve caught the attention of a hot blond guy. He smiles naughtily and presses his body against me. I look at him smiling and give a short nod to confirm that I’m okay with what he’s doing. We dance real close and sensual. My butt rubs against his lower body and his fingertips playfully caress my bare arms. When I turn around, I see his eyes wander towards my breasts several times. I should have known with this low-cut dress, but it brings out a naughty side of me. I playfully push them a little closer to him. He sucks his lower lip between his teeth and can’t take his eyes off me. It’s warm and the air between us seems to crackle. I have no idea who he is, but I want to touch him. And what’s more: I want him to touch me. My hips sway sensually to the rhythm of the music. Slowly, he lowers himself at the knees a little and sways along with me. My hands find their way, gliding over his torso. He feels tight and toned. Suddenly, he brings his mouth to my ear. “You’re sexy, has anyone ever told you that?” I look at him with an intense gaze. “Yes, me”, I joke back. “Hmm”, he responds. “I like a woman who knows what she likes.” As we keep looking at each other intensely, we dance to the beat. His body gets closer and closer and just when I think it can’t get any more intense, he brushes a stray strand of hair from my face.

His forehead rests against mine and I can feel his warm breath on my lips. He smells of tequila and perfume, an unexpected mix that makes my body go wild. Before I know it, I press my lips on his and we kiss passionately. The music and people rumble around us. I seem to forget them all. His tongue feels warm and even though this is our first kiss, he seems to know his way. As if he knows exactly what to do to turn me on. As if he knows me. We don’t stop. Our hands fly over each other’s bodies and I feel my heart beating faster and faster. I’m not the only one getting hot from our get-together. Between us, I feel his erection pressing harder and harder against my lower body. He fills his hand with my hair and pulls my head back a little to kiss my neck extensively. “You’re delicious, I want more of you.” His words get through to me. I want more of him too. My heart’s in my throat, I’m hot and I feel the inside of my panties filling up with my fluids. I don’t know what it is, but something about him and this setting sets me on fire. He runs his hand through his hair and looks at me in a way only he can. “We could sneak away together”, he suggests mischievously. His proposal is tempting and I instantly look around the room. Finding a quiet spot together is all I long for right now. I nod briefly and then look at him heatedly. He takes my hand and drags me across the dance floor. I look down for a second, it’s a miracle that everything is still in place. We walk through the dancing crowd and nobody seems to notice what we’re intending to do. Once at the toilets, we walk through one of the doors. Even before the door is closed and locked, we’re kissing passionately. His hands glide over my dress, along my breasts and find my nipples through the thin fabric. I moan when he starts massaging them gently. At the sound of my moaning, all decency seems to fly out the door. I playfully push him back and while maintaining eye contact, I take off my panties right in front of him. In a smooth movement, he puts his arm around my waist and lifts me onto the edge of the sink. I throw my arms around his neck and wrap my legs around his waist. As fast as he can, he fumbles to unbutton his pants and pulls a condom from his back pocket.

The light fabric of his boxer short is damp at his cock and the thought that it’s because of me makes me even wilder than I already am. “Are you okay?” I look at him. “Yes, I want this”, I reply. I curl my fingertips around the waistband of his boxer short and free his hard cock. His shiny glans appears and my heart beats faster at the sight of all his inches. He carefully rolls on the condom, pulls my butt a little closer to the edge and pushes my upper body back slightly. I support myself on my elbows as I watch him slide the fabric of my dress to the side to free my breasts. My hardened nipples appear willingly. “I want to see them dance while I fuck you”, he says in a calm voice. Then I watch as he pushes himself inside me. Every inch feels more blissful and he goes as deep as he can. My breath catches when he starts to thrust. “Fuck, you’re so horny”, he groans to the rhythm. I’m completely unaware of my surroundings. The sensations in my body feel so intense that I can’t focus on anything else. My breasts are moving violently back and forth and I can’t seem to control the sounds coming from my mouth. His hands hold my waist firmly to keep me in place. The sink feels cold underneath my butt and my legs are thumping along to the rhythm. I can feel him getting closer. His breathing becomes heavier and so do his movements. He places a thumb against my clit and starts to move in controlled circles. The only thing I can do now is whimper. Begging him to keep going. The tension in my legs increases, my mouth gets dry and I feel my head get lighter. “I’m. Coming”, I manage to blurt out. After only three thrusts I experience my climax tingling. I push myself up and rest against his jerking body. “Holy shit”, he sights, exhausted. I feel his heartbeat racing beneath my head and my body shivers when he pulls back. He effortlessly removes the condom, ties it shut and throws it in the trash. I slide down carefully from the sink and pull my panties back on. “Do you want to get a drink?” His deep green eyes look at me hopefully. “I think we can have a lot more fun together.” Laughing, I pull my dress into place. “Come on, let’s go.”