This place is packed.
It’s a who’s who of the music industry here tonight, and anyone lucky enough to be considered a friend.
Katy Perry’s, Dark Horse is blasting through the sound system with the beat of the music acting like electric voltage shocking my body, making it want to bump and grind on one of these fine ass women on the dance floor.
Swaying to the music, I maneuver through the tight dance floor that’s packed with bodies, making it almost impossible to move. That’s when I spot my prey. She has long tanned legs that go on for miles, a nice round ass that’s sparkling in her sequin skirt under the strobe lights, and toned arms with the left one sporting a beautiful tattoo with an array of colors that go perfectly with the lights that are raining down around her as they sway in the air above her head. She has curves in all the right places, instantly making my cock spring to life.
I slide up behind her, thankful no other asshole has swooped in to dance with her. Now, I just hope she ain’t no fucking paper bag chick.
You know the ones: hot ass body, with a ‘make you want to throw a paper bag over her face because she so fucking ugly’.
Throwing caution to the wind, I decided I’ll worry about seeing what she looks like after we’re done dancing, because her body is beckoning me to run my hands all over it.
The way she’s swaying that voluptuous ass of hers has me in a hypnotic-state.
I slowly slide my fingers along her sides, stopping when I reach her hips. She’s about four inches shorter than me, even with her stilettos on, but she’s just the right height for her ass to fit perfectly against my dick that’s now aching to be touched.
As if our bodies are being taken over by the music, we begin grinding in a perfect rhythm to the beat. Her long brown hair is pulled up in a tight ponytail giving me perfect access to her neck. I don’t know what’s come over me, but the second her perfume hits me I wanted to smell every inch of her.
She presses her back to my chest and slides her fingers between mine, guiding them down her thighs. Not being able to control myself, I begin kissing a path along her shoulder that is exposed thanks to her opting for a tube top that stops just above her belly button.
I hear a faint moan escape her, as my fingers toy with her belly button ring. I work my hands over her, exploring her body. Between the alcohol coursing through my veins, the music and the feeling of this mystery woman pressed against my body, I feel like I’m floating on a euphoric high.
The people around us fade away.
As the song is ending, I feel her pull away, but my hands, working on their own accord, hold her against me. I press my lips to her ear and whisper, “You and I both know this feels way too fucking good to end this before it’s even begun.”
I hear her suck in a sharp breath of air as Zedd and Hailey William’s, Are You Going To Stay The Night begins thumping throughout the club.
Spinning around and catching me by surprise, she flashes me a Cheshire cat grin. She laces my fingers with hers as she begins bouncing on the balls of her feet, slashing her head left to right with the techno beat that’s electrifying the air between us.
She looks like a dream dancing before me. I wouldn’t think it was possible that one of the most beautiful women on the entire fucking planet was dancing here with me at this very moment, if I didn’t see her for myself.
It’s Brittan-fucking-McKenna.
I know her whole no fraternizing with the guys she works with rule, so I pray to God she doesn’t recognize me because right now, I am definitely putting ‘banging Brittan’ at the top of my, who to do list for this evening.
Lacing her fingers behind my neck, she straddles my right thigh and begins grinding against me to the music. Avoiding my gaze, she closes her eyes and tilts her head towards the ceiling. It’s addicting watching her, the way the music seems to put her in a trance, where she sees and feels nothing but the music.
I grip her ass with one hand, watching to see if she’ll shoot a death glare at me, letting me know I’ve over stepped. Instead she presses against me harder giving me the green light to continue.
With my free hand, I slide it under her skirt and slip my finger under her lace panties.
She moans as my fingers slide into her soaking wet pussy. She’s hot and ready for me…I think I just got harder, if that’s even fucking possible.
Knowing we’re surrounded by hundreds of people makes this moment that much more intoxicating and thrilling. The danger of someone seeing me finger her tight pussy here on the dance floor is the most arousing thing I’ve ever experienced.
Brittan surprises me as she connects her teeth with my neck, slowly and erotically grazing my skin with them, sending a shiver down my spine and making my dick throb as pre-cum coats the tip.