The club was dark, and the music loud. All around her people moved, dancing, talking, arms around each other, moving to the music. Most were dressed in black, but she could see plenty of flesh in the exposure of the strobing blue light. She herself was dressed in only a light filmy skirt and a tight top that bared her midriff.
Caught in the occasional light, she saw the gleam of luminescent eyes and exposed fangs, as the hunters moved amidst the prey, taking whoever they willed. She was prey herself, and the thrill of fear at being helpless if chosen sent chills down her spine. She moved through the crowd, seeking a spot on the dance floor where she could lose herself in the beat of the music.
Near one of the cold walls, she found a small area in the throng where she could begin to move, and watch the people around her move with her in half-caught glimpses. She watched, and saw movement of bodies touching, a kiss, hands touching flesh, heads raised in pleasure, even the very occasional neck bared to someone's lips. The crowd continued to move around her, touching, and she moved herself, to the music and the thrill of fear.
Before her, a tall thin blonde woman appeared, wearing a long leather jacket, halter top, and shorts. The woman grinned and moved to join her, and suddenly the fear was real, and her hart was thudding, and for a moment she stopped moving. The blonde reached out a hand, and ran it down her face, and smiled again. Then the dance began again.
Soon they were dancing together, touching, the blonde's hand in the small of her back, pulling them together, so their skin touched. Then they kissed, still moving to the music, and the lips started to glide down her cheek, under her chin, then across to her neck. Her indrawn breath hissed between her teeth as she felt bared teeth against the skin of her neck, but the lips continued down her collarbone, then down the skin, down to her belly, as the blonde knelt in front of her, still pulling them together.
The fear was still present, but now the excitement of the situation made itself felt, as she felt a tongue gliding from her knee, up her leg, and a head pushing up under her skirt, the tongue reaching her inner thigh, then the bare lips of her pussy. She gasped, then sobbed as the tongue made its way between her lips, and caressed her hard clit. She could feel it throbbing against the tongue, which was licking slowly now from the entrance of her cunt, up to press firmly on her clit.
Now her clit was being sucked, and she felt a finger seeking the entrance to her cunt, pushing up into her, and her clit inside a warm mouth, being sucked hard. Clutching the head underneath her skirt to her wet pussy, she began to breath hard and sob. Then as the sucking continued, and the finger started to push hard in and out of her cunt, she began to cum.