She bounced down the large staircase. Everybody was already inside the main ballroom. She could feel the floor thundering. Her heartbeat accelerated. She bit her lip, unable to contain a smile of anticipation. The piano and double bass were making the walls vibrate, and she could hear already the saxophonist hitting all the right notes. These swing dance events had a sultry ambiance that gripped you in its trance.
She ran through the hallway to not miss one more second. Her black dress fell perfectly over her curvy ass and felt like a second skin. Her short skirt was all a dancer could ask for in the twirling department. It was sexy in an elegant way. It put on display her naked, toned legs and begged you to imagine the curve of her butt.
When she finally came inside, she exhaled, her cheeks red.
The room was full of bodies and souls moving in a frantic rhythm of blues. The air was hot, people were sweaty, but they did not mind. They were completely immersed in their connection with their partner, stomping their feet at the right exact moment. The rich musicality and the ambient lights in this dark underground ballroom made everything feel like a dream.
She looked around to find him and finally saw his familiar face, which only a few hours ago was licking her pussy as if it was the last time he would get to taste her. His tongue had felt so good between her legs as he brought her to an orgasm in no time. It happened in the car after the late-night dance. They were tired; they had been dancing for five hours straight.
He was driving her back home, and when he parked the car, the sun was rising, neighbors were waking up, and they could hear the birds. But nothing stopped him from taking his favorite snack. He stretched her panties aside and took the time to smell her and then got busy licking her inner lips up and down with precision.
She did not care that a man walking his dog had just passed by the car or that they could be seen from the surrounding building windows. All she wanted was for him never to stop until she came. Her hands in his hair, she felt an urgent desire for release. He was just too good. He looked up at her with devotion, and that undid something inside of her. She was grinding her hips faster against his wet tongue, and her tired body shook with pleasure as he licked off her juices.
He slowly sat upright and brought his fingers to his nose to smell her scent, closing his eyes with overwhelm; then he licked them, looking thirsty for another round. Just the memory of it sent shivers down her spine. He had a way to touch her that was confident, not rushed. It felt reverent, like worship.
She snapped out of her dreamy thoughts to join him on the dance floor. He was not dancing for now, which is rare because being such a good lead, he gets asked to dance all night long. So she walked toward him, her stomach tight. He was so handsome, standing tall. The room was humid, and he was very sweaty from his last dance. She just wished she could grab his chin and slowly lick his neck. She wanted to taste his saltiness. He saw her and his eyes smiled instantly, welcoming her to the party.
They confided for a few minutes, talking about the venue. The band ended their set as the MC announced that the competitions were about to start. The whole crowd quickly made a circle around the room, which was a perfect opportunity to be naughty. The crowd had to be in proximity to make sure everyone could see the pros swing it out in the center of the floor, so she made sure to stay in front of him. Very close but not touching. She liked to feel his presence towering over her. He was like a mountain for her. Anytime he entered a room, she felt her whole nervous system exhale as if she had just arrived home.
The crowd was cheering, but the event's noises were fading in her mind. All she could think of was how she wanted to feel his body against hers. She knew he was excited to be surrounded by so many dancing friends while having her ass so close right in front of him. He could so easily grab it. She slowly took a step back until she felt him. Standing still for a moment, she was barely breathing.
She kept her eyes fixed on the show and started to move her butt against him. The crowd was howling and cheering at the acrobatic moves being performed, completely oblivious to the growing excitement going on between two sexually hungry people. She pressed harder on him; she could feel him getting hard in his jeans, pressing in between her ass cheeks. Her hips had an automatic reaction.
She moved discreetly, her ass up and down against him. She took a step forward and looked over her shoulder. His eyes were hungry. If no one else had been in the room, he would have bent her over the closest chair to fuck her from behind, hungry to feel her tight pussy pulsating around his throbbing cock. He closed his eyes to regain composure, took a deep breath, and reached out his hand, caressing her ass over her dress. Pressing one finger close to her butt hole.
"Bathroom, now," he whispered in her ear.
He locked the door behind them and pressed her with his whole body against the closest wall. With one hand, he turned her head sideways against the cold tiles. Pressing his lips on her collarbone, he licked his way up to her ear.
"How dare you get me so excited in public? You know how much I love it, and because of you, there is nothing else I can do other than fucking you right here, right now. Please take off your dress."
She smirked at him and took off her shoulder strap, and the whole dress puddled at her feet. He caressed the underline of her bra and lifted it just enough to see the curve of her bouncy breast but not enough to see the tits.
"Mmmhh yeah, that's better!" he said as he played with her tits on top of her bra.
The mixed feeling of the clothing material and his fingers twisting around her tits made her moan. He kept twitching the hardened nipples, flicking his finger over them. He brought his knee up between her slightly opened legs. She could not help but start grinding on his thigh.
"I want you to pound me hard. I'm already so wet," she said as she undid his belt and unzipped his pants.
He took his jeans off, freeing his cock, ready to use whatever hole she would offer him. He brought down her panties to her knees and took a step back.
Satisfied with the view, she was half undressed like a good little slut, panting and all desperate for his cock. He did not need to undress her further; he wanted her like this. She turned around, her hands and forehead pressing the wall. She bent over and opened her legs wider.
With such an invitation, he brought his dick to her ass and started to glide along the length of her crack. He pushed the tip gently at her entrance, kissing her neck and caressing her nipples from behind.
"Yes!" She moaned and bent down even more.
But he quickly pulled out and spanked her tight-ass cheeks with his cock a few times. She wimpered; she loved to feel his gentleness and his dominance in the same minute. She wanted to surrender to this man who knew how to fuck her as she deserved.
He got down on his knees between her open legs and kissed her ass, bringing his mouth closer to her pussy lips. She was so wet, and he was ready to lick it up. His tongue was teasing her entrance. She could not help but moan, her face and hands pressing on the wall, as the pleasure was building up.
"Please let me have your cock. It can be in my mouth, my butt hole, or my pussy, but give it to me." She pleaded.
"Because we don't have much time, I will oblige you right away."
Barely finishing his sentence, he slammed himself deep into her with a groan of satisfaction. She gasped and felt her pussy stretching around him. He almost pulled out but slammed right back inside. He grabbed her hip with one hand and got a handful of her hair with the other. He kept going, leaving her no pause.
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Her ass cheek resonating in the empty white bathroom, both turned them on. With each thrust, she moaned a "yes" that made him go wild. Pounding hard, his cock so hard. He wanted all of her. He wanted to cum inside of her.
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"Urgh, such a good girl, so eager to please."
"Yes, that's who I am, your one and only eager little slut. I love having you so deep inside of me."
"Omg you're gonna make me cum."
He held onto her, his whole body tensing up. His face twisted as he came hard inside her, shooting warm loads of cum, filling her up with his seed. That was too much for her to bear, and she came with him, clenching her pussy around his pulsating cock. The waves of pleasure were so deep. She muffled her scream with a hand on her mouth and kept moving her hips as the pleasure subsided. They stayed like this for a minute to recover. Her forehead still on the wall, she laughed and turned around to kiss her lover deeply.
"Would you like to have the next dance after the competitions are over?" she asked, acting shy on purpose.
"Dancing with you is how we met, and I will never get tired of feeling you close to me, making you cum on me, and making you twirl around the dance floor in those pretty dresses you wear."
