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She’d been in the club for about an hour, the sound of the beat thundered right through her body, the vibrations making her tingle. She enjoyed the feeling of bodies bumping into her, grinding against her, to the point she was now actively dancing closer than she would normally. Occasionally she would hear an apology but often nothing, but she didn’t care; she didn’t care if they were male or female, it was the feeling of a warm body next to hers; the feeling of another body pressing against her breasts, her bottom or grinding between her legs.A guy in front of her pushed back against her, his body pressing against hers and she pressed back enjoying the feeling of him. Was she imagining it, or could she feel the bulge in his trousers? A smile spread across her face as she imagined his hard cock. He turned around and smiled dancing close to her and she couldn’t help herself as she pressed against him again, her crotch rubbing against his thigh.Did he notice what she was doing? She didn’t care, the feeling of him between her legs was incredible and she raised her hands and thrust her body at him more purposefully, definitely provocatively, the feeling of his rough, ripped white jeans stimulating her thighs just below her short, almost obscenely short, skirt.She felt an arm around her and she was propelled against him, one of his legs between hers and she pushed against him harder rubbing her body up and down; she relished the feeling between her thighs as the rough material of his jeans scratched her sensitive skin. Her skirt rode up a little and she felt him against the tops of her thighs. A tingle started to spread from her groin, moving outwards; she was wet, she knew she was, wet and willing.Then the excitement as he began to move her slowly towards the edge of the dance floor; was he going to buy her a drink? A drink she didn’t want. 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She kissed back, her tongue squirming against his mouth, forcing inside to meet his eager tongue, a tongue she wanted somewhere else.He pulled away from her slightly and she felt a pang of disappointment but then felt his hand on her stomach, a hand that soon began to inch down. She wondered if he felt her spread her legs a little, did he notice how she thrust her groin towards him? Her body was almost begging him to move his hand quicker towards her hot mound.She felt the cold air against the tops of her thighs as he raised her skirt, his rough fingers now rubbing up her silky smooth thighs, could he feel the heat emanating from her welcoming opening? Could his fingers feel the moisture that she was sure was beginning to soak her skimpy panties, could he smell how aroused she was?She felt his fingers rubbing along the edge of her panties, then slipping underneath; she felt them being tugged away from her, forced down her thighs and then his hand on her belly with his fingers pointing down resting against the neatly trimmed hair of her mound.She closed her eyes as his fingers slid through the sparse, slightly coarse hair and to her smooth succulent, and now swollen, lips. He rubbed slowly across them, smearing her wetness rus escort over her. Did he like a smooth pussy, was he enjoying the feeling of touching her shaven lips? She couldn’t help letting out a sigh as a finger brushed lightly against her clit, then he rubbed more forcefully making her gasp.Her body was close to exploding, every nerve was on edge as his fingers rubbed her throbbing clit, squeezing it between his fingers. His fingers moved harder and faster, squeezing her throbbing clit and then moved along her slit pressing until her lips yielded, her pussy taking a finger then another. He began to thrust them in and out of her, deeper and harder until she thought she would cum. She wanted to feel her release but not yet, not this quickly.She was desperate to feel him now and undid the button of his fly and then found the zip on his jeans, eagerly tugging it down and then slipping a hand inside. Her fingers gripped him through his pants, feeling his erection grow as she wrapped her fingers around him. And then she felt a hand on her head, forcing her down, down onto her knees.Looking up at him she pulled his jeans down around his ankles, the bulge in his pants still growing. A damp spot slowly appeared on his pants and she licked her lips at the thought of tasting his salty precum. She kissed the growing bulge through his pants and she could taste his saltiness.She pulled his pants down and released his thick hard cock, the tip glistening in the light. She felt the hand on her head pulling her towards him and she looked up again for a moment before her gaze settled on his erection and her mouth opened.Her tongue flicked across the tip, tasting him properly; her lips now pressed lightly around the end of his throbbing cock and slowly, oh so slowly she sank onto him. Her tongue flicked over his sensitive tip as she took him into her gaping mouth.The hand on the back of her head relaxed a little and she pulled away, allowing his cock to swing free from her mouth; eryaman escort she licked his salty precum from her lips. Her hand reached out and she wrapped her fingers around him and then bobbed her head forward again. She moved her head back and forth, her fingers sliding up and down his length, wanking him as she sucked on throbbing cock. She could hear him begin to moan and her pace quickened. The hand on her head gripped her hair and she was pulled hard against him, almost gagging as her mouth filled with his meat. She took him deeper his cock touched the back of her throat; she gagged and pulled away slightly, until the hand gripping her hair stopped her.“That’s it babe, let me use your mouth. Let me fuck it.” His voice was quiet but forceful.She wasn’t strong enough to resist him and she felt him force her head back against him, her mouth full of his hard, frothing cock. His precum dripping from the tip, trickling down her throat. His hips began to thrust as he started to fuck her mouth; her fingers gripped his balls, massaging them as he continued to use her mouth.Finally, he released his grip on her hair allowing her to release him. She began to lick up and down his shaft, her tongue feeling the hard veins. She licked down to his balls and took one into her mouth making him jolt as she sucked. She slid a hand between his legs and pulled his bum towards her and then ran a finger along the crack of his ass, letting it hover over his tight anus. She stimulated him using a beautifully manicured nail, pressing lightly into him making him moan.She licked back up to the tip of his cock and licked furiously over his sensitive tip, his cock twitched, and she realised he was close. She released him, she didn’t want his cum yet.Standing now she leant forward and whispered in his ear, “My turn.” And placing her hands on his shoulders she pushed him down to his knees and then tugged her skirt up exposing her pussy to him. The cold air felt delicious as she waited for the touch of his tongue.She reached down and with both hands she spread herself for him, her swollen lips slick with her arousal. A flick of his tongue made her jerk her hips forward against him. She wanted his tongue in her; she wanted to feel him forcing his tongue deep into her spread pussy.
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