As I walked into the smoke filled club, all eyes were on me. I was wearing a transparent blouse through which you could see my bra, and a skirt that should have been called a belt it was so tiny. You were sure, just looking at me, that if I were to bend over, my ass would be completely exposed. Stiletto heels completed the outfit. I paused, just inside the door, and looked around with confident eyes. As the beat of the music started to pulse in my chest, I walked into the club.
I walked directly to the dance floor and start to move to the music. Almost immediately, I feel hands on my waist, pulling me backwards to dance. I turn around and not liking what I see, move away. This happens many times over the next few minutes until you walk up behind me, hardly daring to hope, you move in and start dancing with me. I spin around, and smiling seductively, move closer and begin to grind with you to the music.
Our hips rub against each other, and the friction is exquisite. You push your leg between my thighs, and begin to grind your leg into my crotch. I moan and my head falls back, leaving my neck exposed. Leaning down, you trace the fluttering pulse in my neck with your tongue. I gasp for air, and my hands move down your back to your ass. Squeezing lightly, I rotate my hips to the music. Your hands travel down my sides, caressing as you go. You reach around and with one hand, grab my ass, and squeeze firmly. You hear my intake of breath, and feel the flutter of my eyelashes as my eyes close in ecstasy.
The club is dark, and the dance floor packed. You notice out of the corner of your eye, a dark secluded corner. Walking me backwards through the crowd, you move towards that corner. We get there, and you push me in first, so that your back is to the crowd. Leaning down, you capture my mouth in a searing kiss. I moan deep in my throat, and press against you.
The hand on my ass moves down slightly and then back up, underneath the fabric. You gasp in surprise when instead of meeting cloth at the apex of my thighs; you find only soft smooth skin. You realize that I am wearing nothing underneath that tiny skirt other than the moisture that you have created. Your fingers caress my moist skin, and slowly part the full lips of my entrance.