He was the hottest guy in the whole university. Captain of the football team, build like the top sportsman he was and every girls ideal date. Me I was in a year below him and so shy I had turned down a handful of offers from boys in my year. It was at the annual end of year dance that he approached me and asked me to dance. I looked behind me to ensure he was not asking someone behind me. He had asked me but I thought he was teasing me. I took my time answering so that I could check he was not going to laugh. I accepted and was led still nervous of his intention onto the dance floor. My friends were talking behind their hands clearly very surprised at my good fortune.
He held me close as we danced a slow dance. He very quickly moved both his hands onto my bottom and pulled me closer to him. His right hand slipped under my short dress and immediately moved to the elastic of my panties around my leg.
I protested meekly to be asked whether I wanted him to stop. It was asked without threat but I didn't have the strength to say no. I was shocked when the hand travelled on until a single finger found the very center of my bottom. I held my breath as we continued dancing and he pushed his one leg between my two. He was now making me kind of ride his knee as he pulled my bottom forward onto him. I was inexperienced but not totally naïve in sexual matters. I would have been much less shocked if had had grabbed my pussy but I wasn't sure what he wanted with my bottom.
He however was sure. I didn't know how but his finger was slightly lubricated and he pushed it into my helpless bottom. My body felt like I had been electrocuted but in the most arousing way possible. As hard as I fought I was overwhelmed with the most exciting feeling my body had ever known. Again he asked me, in a caring tone, whether I wanted him to stop. I wanted to tell him how wonderful it felt but settled for declining his offer to stop, not wanting to sound too enthusiastic.
My pussy was now riding his leg without any reference to the rest of my body. His finger was gently fucking my bottom, which had my head spinning with the raw sexuality of the situation. I am not sure whether we looked like we were dancing. What I was doing was fucking his leg while he fucked my bottom. The only orgasms I had experienced were alone in my bed what I was experiencing already was in a different league of excitement.
"You really are extraordinarily excitable, that is so lovely to experience such great enthusiasm. I think you are ready to have a lovely strong orgasm right here in front of the whole university. Be a good girl and have a nice big cum for me."
It was his voice and his words that triggered the start of the most devastating orgasm I have ever experienced. He held me firmly close to him as I lost all control of my body. I tried not to move against his leg but my body refused to listen. The spasms hitting my body were totally debilitating but pure pleasure. They just went on and on until I found myself lying on the floor supported by my dance partner. I must have passed out, as I don't remember having been lowered there.
A crowd who looked concerned for my wellbeing surrounded us. One of the lecturers took charge and asked what had happened. No reason for why I had passed out was offered. Very quickly I found myself in the room that we always called sickbay. The female got me a glass of water and also a cool cloth for my forehead.
"Oh my poor dear you have peed yourself while you passed out. Let's get you out of those wet panties and clean you up."
Before I could argue she was peeling my panties out from where they were wedged deep in my pussy. I turned bright red with embarrassment, as it was obvious that I had not peed myself.
