* Many thanks to my editor gethelred without his help this story would still be a mess*
I sat, scanning the dance floor, my eyes flicking nervously back and forth. It had seemed so easy, back at home, as I had talked myself out, looking for the right one. It had to be the right one.
I watched as some girls danced in groups and some danced with friends but as yet none really seemed to be comfortable in really dancing with another woman. I was just about to give up when I saw Her step onto the dance floor.
She wore a low cut peach top and a little black skirt that was tight at the top and flared at the bottom; it just barely covered her ass. As I watched her body keeping time with the music, she moved around the dance floor, dancing with everyone and anyone. I watched her as she danced up close to one of the groups of women and start to grind against one of them from behind. I felt my face heat up when a man came up behind her and began grinding against her; she placed one arm around his and the other on the woman's shoulder, moving it slowly down her back. I watched as her hands caressed across the woman's top, flattening her breasts hard within her top; the guy behind her seemed content merely to watch, and backed off a little.
I made my way to the dance floor and worked my way over to where she was moving, placing myself in the gap the guy had created. I knew, right then and there, the second I touched her thigh, I had to have this woman. She turned her head, and looked at me. Her lips parted, and before I knew what I was doing, I reached my mouth forwards, touching mine against hers hard.
It was so incredibly hot inside her mouth. I felt her tongue dart out, toying along mine. I hummed into her mouth, unable to control myself. When our lips broke, her eyes were dark, and she was breathing heavily. I smiled at her- a bit nervously, I'll admit- before moving around behind her, running my hands over her stomach as I did. I moved in closer against her body, my breasts pressed against her back, and I knew she could feel how hard my nipples were. I felt her sigh, and she relaxed into the music, the two o us swaying, the other girl forgotten.
She turned towards me, and pressed herself harder into me, her thigh sliding between my leg, her skirt ruffled up between her hip and my stomach. Her leg was between mine and I could feel her thigh, rubbing against my mound. She raised her knee higher and I felt her press against me harder. I slipped my own knee between her legs, but only as a pretext to widen her stance,
I ran my hand along her abdomen, before dipping lower, my fingers teasing at the surface of lace. I didn't dare to press harder, but I could feel moisture. I'm sure my face reddened, and as I withdrew my hand and replaced it with my thigh she bit me lightly on the neck.
She began moving against me, like I was a rubbing post. Our breasts were pressed so hard together that my nipple was pressing against her collarbone, as her mound ground hard against my thigh. But she moaned even harder, and cupped my sex with her palm. I closed my eyes, shivering, as she teased me, her fingers toying around the edge but never fully touching me. I could feel her warmth, though; I could feel the heat from her, bursting out from between us and I knew she could feel mine as well. I began to run one hand down the side of her face down to her neck and lower to the top of her breast. She let her head fall forwards against my shoulder, pushing her chest forwards as best she could to push out and into me. I continued gently running my hand back and forth across her top, never going low enough to touch her nipples, no matter how she fought. I could see them growing harder, into fine points that made my palms itch to caress them, my lips to take them inside.
She began moving her hand down my hip, reaching around to let it move slowly down my lower back. I leant in closer, putting both my arms around, her before signalling the man forward. As I let my hands run over the man's shoulders I felt her lips move against my neck. I was sure she could feel the shiver that ran through me at the touch of her soft lips on my skin.
When the song ended I took her by the hand and lead her outside. As soon as we were through the door I turned, and pushed her hard against the wall. I pulled her to me and kissed her, desperately. I needed her, needed to be between her thighs. I wanted her as I have never wanted anything else in my entire life.
I shivered again as I felt her tongue slip inside my mouth and circle mine. Placing my hands on her ass I pulled her hips closer, letting my hands roam over her lower back, lifting her skirt. She was moving against me and I wanted to taste her so very badly but first I had to ask if she would be willing to help me make my fantasy come true.
Breaking the kiss I mover my head back, my eyes never leaving her.
"I'm Teresa." I kissed her hard. "And I need you."
She pulled my head in fiercely, forcing my lips apart with abandon.