Some friends of mine were in town so we decided to hit the nightclubs.
I hadn't been out like this in years, let alone done ecstacy for a while, but thats exactly what I found we were doing and I wasnt exactly complaining.
I'd recently broken up with my long term girlfriend, and could do with a night out to be honest. It didnt end pretty either, so anything to take my mind off her & forget for a bit was welcomed.
We dropped a few tabs & sank several beers first, with the pills we took just kicking in as we hit the D floor to start dancing. I missed this feeling. The sudden awareness, the rush of the music as it made my body move, I could feel the bass from every beat course through me, losing myself in the flashing lights, my skin tingling everytime I brushed past someone else dancing which felt incredible. I got completely lost in the moment.
I'd been dancing like this for what felt like hours, with the high not letting up. It was then I realised Id completely lost my friends, not that I cared all that much. I was having too good a time dancing on my own.
The crowd had increased a lot since we first arrived, with less space to dance freely & more bumping & grinding into other revellers, which I didnt mind as it still felt amazing to touch & be touched.
It was then I noticed a hand caressing my butt through my jeans. This wasnt your usual accidental touch, this was a purposeful grope. And I loved it.
My first thought was to pull the hand away but why would I do that when it felt so good? My body was tingling.
The hand then reached under & started gently rubbing my balls through my jeans. Whoever this chick was, she really wanted it. And I wasnt going to stop her from having it. At any time I probably could have turned around to see who was doing it but something about the mystery made it more exciting.
The DJ still pumped amazing beats as I danced along, shoulder to shoulder with other dancers. With one hand still groping my balls, another hand reached around the front of my jeans & inched itself inside, holding my cock in her hand. She stroked it, up & down. God that felt good. Feeling skin on skin, let alone having my cock stroked while I was dancing in a club. I continued to dance, or at least tried, with a hand on either side of me.
Both hands were then pulled away quickly, and I felt my jeans being pulled & stretched, then a big rip as a hole was created where my ass was. Jeez, this girl isnt kidding around I thought. Now Ive got a big hole in my pants. Granted they were old & worn, which is why they ripped easily.
This is happening I thought, we're gonna fuck on the dance floor. This was so hot. I couldnt believe this was real.
The song the DJ was playing started to crescendo, with the build up & drum beats increasing faster & faster until it stopped completely, & everything fell silent for what seemed like minutes but was likely just split seconds, and then the beat dropped & the crowd went wild, jumping to the beat with their hands pointed to the sky.
At the same time this happened, as if timed to perfection, I felt something hard poke against my ass, then through the hole in my jeans my boxers were ripped aside, something wet was smeared over my asshole, the two hands were then back holding onto each of my shoulders, & I felt a sudden jolt of pain as something hard & long slid right into my asshole. I yelled out in pain, but its not like anyone heard me above the music.
This all happened in quick succession, & with the trance like state I was in its not like I was quick to come to the realisation of what was happening.
The thing slid out of my ass, the hands held tighter & then it slid back in, further this time. I winced in pain, but I still found myself not fighting it for some reason.
