Even though she arrived with other people, she didn't stay with them for long. The music was pulsing, as usual, and her heartbeat moved along with it. She started out dancing up in the cage with her friends then climbed down the ladder back to the floor below, not caring who could easily look up her skirt -- it wasn't like she wasn't wearing anything underneath, she had on a matching black thong. So, once she reached the bottom she decided to keep dancing since she like the beat. She let herself get carried away with the music and at first didn't notice the hands touching her waist.
It was ok, since they were just dancing. She decided not to even look to see who it was -- just go with it. Then she really felt a body pressed up against her ass, but the hands did not seem to match. She looked down to see large dark hands rubbing her hips, definitely a man's hands. She glanced to her right and saw a petite blonde girl. Behind her was the dark man with either a shaved head or very short hair who sort of resembled Seal.
O.K., this was definitely unique, and because she wanted more of a story to tell her friends, and because this was sort of hot, she decided to keep dancing for as long as she felt she could handle it. She really wanted to push her boundaries this time.
They seemed to feel her permission and started getting into it even more. They pushed a little harder against her ass, the hands pulled and explored a little more hungrily. Before she knew it, the hands were under her skirt and fingers started to explore below her panties.
Whoa, her heart raced and her head began to spin. Was anyone looking? She didn't really dare to look. This was really hot and she could feel herself getting immediately turned on. The fingers kept going, searching, and found that she was wet.
This was too much. How could this go on in the middle of the dance floor? They were inching closer to one of the large speakers on the edge of the dance floor, next to the wall and the ladder. She was really breathing heavily now, both wanting the fingers to stop and keep going at the same time. They began nudging her closer to the speaker.
God she wanted this, but she also did not want to get kicked out of this club. How would she explain that to her friends? She broke away and started to walk toward the ladder.
She hesitated at the bottom rung, not sure she wanted to go back up to the cage just yet. Then she felt the same warm hands along her rib cage. She almost instinctively raised her arms up the ladder and pushed her ass back into the body behind her, swaying a little with the music. The hands ran up and down her body, giving a slight squeeze as they passed over her breasts, all the while still giving the appearance of dancing.
She put her hands down and back, reaching for the girl behind her & pulling her hips closer into her ass. They danced along like this for what felt like an eternity, the hands more frequently and for longer duration holding onto her breasts. She was totally gasping for air when she finally whirled around.
Their eyes met only for a few seconds, confirming what their bodies had already been pursuing. Then they looked away, again keeping along with the semblance of dancing in a nightclub. The two girls now began to grind against each other moving with the beat. The guy reached around his lady friend and grabbed her ass, immediately going below the skirt and gripping her bare ass. His thumb slid under her g-string, his fingers then sliding down and between her. She could feel the fluids gushing down as he did this and the blood racing from her heart to her extremities.
God, she wanted this so badly she almost didn't care if she got caught now, so long as no one stopped them. They backed up more closely toward the large speaker. She ran her hands up and down the girl's front, feeling her hips, stomach and tits. She decided that as long as she was getting felt up she might as well cop a feel as well.
She reached under the girls top and played with her nipples. They were warm and surprisingly pliable considering how hard her own nipples must have been. She wished she could take them into her mouth and suck on them, but then they'd definitely be discovered.
Suddenly the girl leaned forward toward her and she kissed her. They had to stop dancing as much then, and everything else around her stopped as she concentrated only on the feel of the girl's soft lips on her own and the feel of their tongues now doing the dancing. Once they finally stopped the girl grasped her hand, leaned closer to her ear and whispered, "Let's go." She didn't care where they were going, she simply obeyed.
They led her to an area behind the DJ booth that she never noticed before. The whole place was painted black and there were black curtains everywhere, so it wasn't that surprising that there was another whole room hidden behind it.
Inside the room was another bar and several couches, tables, and booths set in small nooks. The girl holding her hand was now walking ahead to one of these booths. It was still wonderfully dark with very low lighting coming from the floors. The booth was very large, with huge velvet seats like a plush sofa. Now she started to get nervous. What were they going here? The guy slid into the booth first and the girl moved in next to him and pulled her down into the booth.
The girl immediately began kissing her again as they faced each other. The guy then half stood up and pulled shut the curtains that were on each side of the little inset area, creating a small private room. The table was set back enough so that there was room for more than one person to sit behind it. The guy came around to the other side of the table and sat down behind her.