Natasha and I were at a café for Salsa Night, she was at the cash register getting our meals, I was sitting in the booth by myself watching the other dancers, my eye was caught by a pretty blond girl standing in a corner with some of her friends, though while when she talked she smiled, when she was looking around like I was, she looked sulky. She had her arms crossed under her breasts, her blond hair was pulled behind her head in a pony tail, leaving her bare shoulders uncovered, her shirt was a light yellow with white strips, and her denim skirt was mid-thigh length.
“Why do pretty girls always seem so sulky?” I said as Natasha came and sat down.
“What do you mean?”
“That blond girl over there, she’s with all her friends, but she looks so sulky, like she’s mad or something.
“Maybe she’s bored waiting for her boyfriend to dance with her.” Natasha replied, winking at me.
“OK,” I laughed, taking her by the hand and led her out onto the dance floor. The lights from the disco probe flashed on the floor and ceiling, bouncing off her glowing skin and her clothes.
“I didn’t know you were such a people watcher, I thought you’d be ogling over me like you usually do.” She said, digging her hand into my deltoid.
“Well, I would have, but my back was facing you the whole time you were gone. She’s no where near as attractive as you really…your lips are much cuter, especially when you smile.
“Ahh, and here I was thinking you were leaving me for another girl.”
Her silky warm smooth skin of her upper back and shoulders caressed my hand as I pulled her into me, smelling soaps and moisturizers on her neck and shoulders, and shampoo in her hair. She closed her eyes, listening to the beat, letting it tell her body what rhythm to follow as I lead. A smile tugged at the corner of her skinned toned lips, as she sashayed in a loop around my lead. She came back into my arms, squishing her soft breasts into me as she hugged me close. The tip of her nose tickled my earlobe as she whispered, “not too hard, sweetie. Listen to the rhythm.”
I spun her into a cuddle; she ground her backside gently into me. I switched her over to my left side. My eyes followed the gorgeous profile of her sensuous neck down to her cleavage. Her breasts bounced and jiggled under her shirt with each step she took. Only the tops of her breasts showed; her tight shirt flared out above her breasts, giving me a tantalizing view at what she kept secret from the rest of the word under her shirt. Feeling her getting a little restless, I brought her back out in front of me
My hand traveled to the straps of her top, over her shoulder blades, they followed the strap over her shoulder and down her front side, I stopped at the tops of her breasts, and then went back up again. Gently inching the strap of her top off her shoulder, letting it dangle over her shoulder. I could barely hear her moan contentedly, her body was vibrating against me, as she leaned into me.
I took my hand off her shoulder and brought both her hands in front of us. She looked at me with her green eyes wondering what I was up to. I pulled her into a cuddle again, squeezing her gently into me, never wanting to let go of her warm body. “God, you’re gorgeous,” I whispered in her ear, as loudly as I dared. I could see her grinning, “You too, sweetie,” she cooed looking up at my face she did. I smiled back, as I brought her back out to our original two handed position, looking into her smiling eyes. I let go of her hands on the slow beat and spun around, starting a “chase”. I kept my gaze on her as long as I could as I stepped back and swiveled around to face her again. Then, she did her turn; with her graceful dancer steps. Her feet, encased in the boots that I had gotten her that very day, stepped lightly across the floor, as she swiveled, coming completely around, swishing and swaying her hips, showing off her firm ass in that tight, black skirt. She raised her arms over her head, making her shirt ride up, exposing her belly button, I ran my hands over her armpits as she came back to me, feeling how smooth and silky her skin was, even there, the unique texture of her skin. She lowered her arms, trapping me.
“You like?”
“I just can get enough of you,” I said, grinning.
“Aw, I’ll have to thank you later,” she purred, releasing my hands.
The dance ended, and Natasha was starting to head towards a table, I whispered in her ear, “I have to use the restrooms, I’ll be right back.”
“Don’t be long,” she replied, kissing me on the cheek.
When I came back Natasha walked over to me, from our table, with something in her clenched hand. She hugged me again, pulling me into a deep French kiss, and led me to the booth in a corner; she dropped a small ball of soft, warm, cloth in my hand we sat down. “What’s this?” I asked.
“My panties,” she breathed into my mouth. My cock hardened even more at her words, “This still feels soo weird, so drafty…and dirty, “she giggled, staring at me seductively in the eyes.
“Come on.” She led me into a dark corner of the café, near the back. We were almost invisible to the rest of the room. Still giggling nervously, she reached a shaky hand to the zipper of my slacks and zipped them open. Keeping her back to the crowed in front of us. Pulling my underwear down, she took my hard, swollen, member into her warm, silky, hand. “Does this feel alright?” she asked, her voice shaking, looking at me with wide, eyes.
“Feels great, sweetie,” I replied, my own voice shaking a little, and my heart pounding in my chest, knowing what she was going to do, knowing where we were.
“I’ve never done this before,” she giggled, stuttering slightly. I could almost here her own heart as it fluttered in her marvelous chest, her breathing was getting quicker. Her breath coming out in short gasps, she closed the distance between us as she lifted up the front of her skirt, her bare pussy was hidden from me in the dark shadows, but I could feel her smooth, burning flesh as she led slowly led my cock into her warm, tight pussy. I almost came as the tip of my cock past her burning lips, and her tight warm walls enveloped me. She gasped as she forced my tip into her. Her wide, eyes looking, questioningly, at me as she continued to slowly move forward, till my cock reached her hymen. She bit her lip, and nodded, almost imperceptibly at me.
I gave a gentle push forward, bringing our hips together as I broke her maidenhead, taking our virginity. “Now, I’m all yours for you to do what you want with. she said, breathing into my ear, she pulled back to look at my face, and I could see tears welling in her beautiful green eyes.
