Laura smiled as her boyfriend, John, returned to where she was sitting with drinks for the two of them. As he made his way through the club to her she admired the young man she found so attractive. John was tall, several inches over six feet, and thin and toned from working a physically demanding job without being overly muscular; in short, exactly what Laura preferred.
"You're sexy." She said, as he sat down and handed her drink to her.
"So are you." Replied John, with a smile. And indeed she was, also tall and thin with long blond hair, small but perky and perfectly shaped breasts. Tonight she had chosen a dress that came scarcely to mid thigh and showed off her long legs, which she considered her best feature.
For a few minutes they chatted and worked their way through their drinks while watching the people on the dance floor, most of whom were college students, like the two of them. As they were nearly finishing up their drinks Laura's favorite song came on.
"Come on, finish your drink so we can go dance!" she exclaimed with a little yelp of delight.
John just smiled and gulped the rest of his drink before raking her hand and leading her out onto the dance floor. The two joined the rest of the people and the dance floor and started dancing with each other. Their dancing quickly turned into grinding with each other, as many other couples on the floor were doing too. Before long John started moving his hands from their place on Laura's hips to lower on her thighs below the hem of her dress. At the feel of his hands on her bare legs Laura let out a little moan and pushed her hips back into his.
With these signs of encouragement John's hands starting moving their way around her body as they continued grinding to the music. Laura was enjoying the feel of his strong hands gently but firmly running over her body, and enjoying even more that she could feel his growing erection pressing against her as they danced. She too was getting turned on and could feel some wetness starting to develop between her legs.
As the sexual tension built for both of them Laura let one of her hands slip behind her to briefly squeeze John's now fully hard cock through his jeans. She felt his fingers tighten momentarily tighten where they were on her sides before moving upward and squeezing her breasts in return.
"You're naughty." She whispered over her shoulder even as she got more excited at being fondled like that in the middle of a crowded dance floor.
"You started it." John replied in her ear, which he followed up by nibbling her earlobe slightly.
With a moan Laura whirled around to face him, and, throwing her arms around him, passionately pressed her lips to his. They continued to make out as Laura felt his hands firmly grab her ass and pull her hips against him. After a few more seconds of this the current song ended Laura leaned back to catch her breath. As the next song started she turned back around and resumed her dancing.
As she danced Laura could feel the front of the thong she was wearing under her dress becoming increasingly wet as she grew more aroused from the feel of John's hard cock pressing against her ass and his hands continuing to roam about her body. His hands once again found their way to her thighs below her dress and Laura gasped as she felt one travel around to her inner thigh. John's hand then slid up and she shivered as he cupped her mound.
"Hmmm, you're all wet." He whispered in her ear as he pressed two fingers against the wet spot of her thong.
All Laura could manage in reply was a drawn out moan. That moan turned into a gasp as John's fingers traveled upward slightly to her clit, where pressed his fingertips and gently massaged her through the fabric. After a moment of this Laura began to adjust her dancing motions to put more pressure against John's hand as it continued pressing against her clit.
Encouraged by her response John's hand slid slightly back down to rub her slit through the fabric of her thong for a moment before slipping to the side to shift the material off of her lips. He cupped her bare mound briefly before sliding one finger, then a second into her now thoroughly wet and well-lubricated depths.
When Laura felt his fingers entering her she closed her eyes while shuddering in pleasure and her dancing turned into little more than bucking her hips against his probing fingers. As Laura again opened her eyes she saw another college age girl clearly looking at John's hand as he continued to finger her, and Laura had little doubt that her dress had been pushed up enough that she could clearly see what was happening. The other girl looked up and made eye contact with Laura, and after smiling suggestively winked and ran her tongue over her lips. This sent Laura's arousal soaring as she pushed her hips harder against John's hand.