It was my birthday. My last one at home before I moved cross country so I wanted to make it really memorable. My friends and I decided to go out dancing at my favorite club. I bought a new dress for the occasion-not slutty but sexy, classy and 100% silk. As any girl will tell you, silk has a tendency to show anything and everything underneath so if you don't want lumps and bumps from even the sheerest of panties to show through, your best bet is to go without. It wasn't a particularly short dress so I felt confident going out dancing in it without any panties.
We hit the club and someone ordered a bottle of champagne for the celebration. Then another bottle. Then came a few rounds of primo shots. I was, well, I'm not gonna candy coat it, I was shitfaced! That's when I decided to hit the dance floor! Before anyone could stop me I was smack dab in the middle of the crowded dance floor with bodies grinding wildly everywhere, all around me. I was having a great time!
That's when I felt someone rush up behind me and start shadowing my moves, his body in full contact with mine from behind, mirroring my every move. It felt nice through the silk and I was still having fun so I went with it and just kept moving, seeing if he could keep up. he could.
I threw my hands up in the air, closed my eyes and just kept moving and that's when he put his hands on me. He was still moving with me but his hands were all over my body, sliding around front, up and down, back around, all over. It felt really good so I didn't stop him. I kept moving and enjoying the sensation of this stranger's hands roaming over my body, feeling me up through the satiny fabric of my dress.
Inhibition prompted me to bend over as I firmly pressed my ass up against this guy. I'm pretty flexible so I was bent all the way over, hands on the ground in front of me, ass up in the air. This guy, whose face I still hadn't even seen, lost no time in grinding his crotch against my tight ass and I could feel, through his pants and my silk dress, how fucking hard he was. His hands were tight around my waist as he pulled me closer into his girating pelvis and then they travelled over my hips, onto my ass as he cupped each cheek and then down to my thighs. By this time he had to have felt, through the thin fabric, the complete absence of a panty's waist band, signaling that I was bare ass naked under that skirt. Which is why, I'm sure, his hands then made their way around the front of my thighs and straight up the skirt of the dress along the insides of my thighs. I was instantly wet.
I thought his hands would continue the journey up my thighs to my cunt and finger me right there on the dance floor with people all around us-which, I confess, is what I really wanted right at that moment-but instead they reached back around my thighs and up my back side, lifting my skirt with them. I was still bent over so now my bare, exposed ass was grinding into his hard cock right in the middle of the club. It was wild and exciting and to tell the truth, if he had wanted to fuck me right there, I would have let him.
Instead, after a few seconds of grinding into me and staring at my ass, he pulled my skirt back down, took me by the hand and led me off the dance floor. Before I had time to wonder what he was up to we had reached the edge of the floor and stood in front of some tables covered with remnants of what the former occupants had been drinking but thankfully devoid of those imbibers. He stopped and, before I had a chance to get a good look at him, pulled me into him and passionately kissed me, slow, deep and hard. I could feel his hard cock through his pants pressing into me and I took his tongue in my mouth and started sucking it like it was his dick. This really got him to moan like an animal as he pushed me away, spun me around, bent me over and pushed up my skirt in one flash movement. I felt him fiddling around behind me for a second or two and then I felt his exposed cock against my bare ass. I wanted him to enter me hard and fuck me from behind. I still didn't even know what he looked like.
As there was a significant height difference between us he was having some trouble entering me and that's when I looked up and saw a couple of girls standing nearby, watching the whole thing. Maintaining eye contact with them, I stuck my middle finger in my mouth, sucked it hard, pulled it out good and wet and reached down to finger my clit. They started whispering to each other and then the guy saw them too. He put his cock away and grabbed me by the hand again to lead me to our next destination. As we rushed past the whispering bitches my skirt fell back down around me and I blew them a kiss.
We passed a row of chairs against a wall, facing the dance floor. A couple of them were empty. I had the idea that he could sit in one, I could straddle him, facing him (maybe seeing his face for the first time!) and I could ride his cock that way. I think he had the same idea but as we approached the empty chairs some other people ran past us and sat down. So we kept moving. I was pretty fucked up and the room was spinning pretty good but I was aware of passing through a few different theme rooms before we reached a dark corner that maybe at one time was where the DJ spun because there was a curtain still hanging there. The curtain afforded us the pretense of privacy as he whipped me into the corner, up against the wall, knelt down in front of me, pushed my skirt up and greedily started licking my wet pussy. It was heaven...I threw my head back and whimpered and cried for more. I told him to do it harder. He did. He licked my clit so hard I thought I was gonna cum all over his face. I grabbed his head and pushed it into my cunt, practically suffocating the poor bastard. I didn't care, I wanted him to lick the fuck outta me-it was my birthday, bitches!!! I held his face still and rubbed my cunt up and down over his tongue and kept ordering him, "Stick your tongue out hard like your cock!" This was getting me off like I couldn't believe!
I closed my eyes and felt the first wave of orgasm begin to wash over me when he stood up, whipped out his cock, bent his knees and then pushed himself up into me. Having his erect dick thrust into me at the very moment that I was starting to cum felt like nothing I'd ever felt before and I let out a shriek of pleasure as I came hard. "You like my pussy?" I asked him. He nodded yes. "Yeah, you like that? You like my tight, wet pussy around your big, hard cock?" I growled at him through clenched teeth. I ordered him to fuck me hard. He pumped only a few times before he lost his shit. He pulled out and his giz squirted all over the inside of the back of my dress skirt.
I leaned my head back against the wall, breathing heavily. He put his forehead and one hand against the wall above me for support while he slowly stroked the last of the cum out of his dick with the other. I waited 'til he was done and then I smoothed my skirt back down, pushed him out of the way and, without looking at him, said very unemotionally, "Thanks" and then purposely walked right out of the corner and back to my friends.
We hit the club and someone ordered a bottle of champagne for the celebration. Then another bottle. Then came a few rounds of primo shots. I was, well, I'm not gonna candy coat it, I was shitfaced! That's when I decided to hit the dance floor! Before anyone could stop me I was smack dab in the middle of the crowded dance floor with bodies grinding wildly everywhere, all around me. I was having a great time!
That's when I felt someone rush up behind me and start shadowing my moves, his body in full contact with mine from behind, mirroring my every move. It felt nice through the silk and I was still having fun so I went with it and just kept moving, seeing if he could keep up. he could.
I threw my hands up in the air, closed my eyes and just kept moving and that's when he put his hands on me. He was still moving with me but his hands were all over my body, sliding around front, up and down, back around, all over. It felt really good so I didn't stop him. I kept moving and enjoying the sensation of this stranger's hands roaming over my body, feeling me up through the satiny fabric of my dress.
Inhibition prompted me to bend over as I firmly pressed my ass up against this guy. I'm pretty flexible so I was bent all the way over, hands on the ground in front of me, ass up in the air. This guy, whose face I still hadn't even seen, lost no time in grinding his crotch against my tight ass and I could feel, through his pants and my silk dress, how fucking hard he was. His hands were tight around my waist as he pulled me closer into his girating pelvis and then they travelled over my hips, onto my ass as he cupped each cheek and then down to my thighs. By this time he had to have felt, through the thin fabric, the complete absence of a panty's waist band, signaling that I was bare ass naked under that skirt. Which is why, I'm sure, his hands then made their way around the front of my thighs and straight up the skirt of the dress along the insides of my thighs. I was instantly wet.
I thought his hands would continue the journey up my thighs to my cunt and finger me right there on the dance floor with people all around us-which, I confess, is what I really wanted right at that moment-but instead they reached back around my thighs and up my back side, lifting my skirt with them. I was still bent over so now my bare, exposed ass was grinding into his hard cock right in the middle of the club. It was wild and exciting and to tell the truth, if he had wanted to fuck me right there, I would have let him.
Instead, after a few seconds of grinding into me and staring at my ass, he pulled my skirt back down, took me by the hand and led me off the dance floor. Before I had time to wonder what he was up to we had reached the edge of the floor and stood in front of some tables covered with remnants of what the former occupants had been drinking but thankfully devoid of those imbibers. He stopped and, before I had a chance to get a good look at him, pulled me into him and passionately kissed me, slow, deep and hard. I could feel his hard cock through his pants pressing into me and I took his tongue in my mouth and started sucking it like it was his dick. This really got him to moan like an animal as he pushed me away, spun me around, bent me over and pushed up my skirt in one flash movement. I felt him fiddling around behind me for a second or two and then I felt his exposed cock against my bare ass. I wanted him to enter me hard and fuck me from behind. I still didn't even know what he looked like.
As there was a significant height difference between us he was having some trouble entering me and that's when I looked up and saw a couple of girls standing nearby, watching the whole thing. Maintaining eye contact with them, I stuck my middle finger in my mouth, sucked it hard, pulled it out good and wet and reached down to finger my clit. They started whispering to each other and then the guy saw them too. He put his cock away and grabbed me by the hand again to lead me to our next destination. As we rushed past the whispering bitches my skirt fell back down around me and I blew them a kiss.
We passed a row of chairs against a wall, facing the dance floor. A couple of them were empty. I had the idea that he could sit in one, I could straddle him, facing him (maybe seeing his face for the first time!) and I could ride his cock that way. I think he had the same idea but as we approached the empty chairs some other people ran past us and sat down. So we kept moving. I was pretty fucked up and the room was spinning pretty good but I was aware of passing through a few different theme rooms before we reached a dark corner that maybe at one time was where the DJ spun because there was a curtain still hanging there. The curtain afforded us the pretense of privacy as he whipped me into the corner, up against the wall, knelt down in front of me, pushed my skirt up and greedily started licking my wet pussy. It was heaven...I threw my head back and whimpered and cried for more. I told him to do it harder. He did. He licked my clit so hard I thought I was gonna cum all over his face. I grabbed his head and pushed it into my cunt, practically suffocating the poor bastard. I didn't care, I wanted him to lick the fuck outta me-it was my birthday, bitches!!! I held his face still and rubbed my cunt up and down over his tongue and kept ordering him, "Stick your tongue out hard like your cock!" This was getting me off like I couldn't believe!
I closed my eyes and felt the first wave of orgasm begin to wash over me when he stood up, whipped out his cock, bent his knees and then pushed himself up into me. Having his erect dick thrust into me at the very moment that I was starting to cum felt like nothing I'd ever felt before and I let out a shriek of pleasure as I came hard. "You like my pussy?" I asked him. He nodded yes. "Yeah, you like that? You like my tight, wet pussy around your big, hard cock?" I growled at him through clenched teeth. I ordered him to fuck me hard. He pumped only a few times before he lost his shit. He pulled out and his giz squirted all over the inside of the back of my dress skirt.
I leaned my head back against the wall, breathing heavily. He put his forehead and one hand against the wall above me for support while he slowly stroked the last of the cum out of his dick with the other. I waited 'til he was done and then I smoothed my skirt back down, pushed him out of the way and, without looking at him, said very unemotionally, "Thanks" and then purposely walked right out of the corner and back to my friends.
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