We soon found ourselves on the dance floor, grinding to the beat. A few men tried to join us, but Mary just laughed at them. You would think that guys would take a hint and just stop trying but they never did. Mary was a slim blonde with legs that went on forever. Her breasts were on the smaller side, but she knew how to use them to her advantage, wearing a corset looking top that kept them up and out. As for me, I was part Hispanic. I had the darker coloring of my mother and her curves, but the bright blue eyes of my father. Seeing the two of us together on the dance floor had to be every man's wet dream. Light and dark mixed together, add in a man and he'd have a great threesome story for his friends.
I was just going to tell Mary that I needed a break when it happened. We were pressed so close together that I didn't even see it coming when she brought her mouth to mine. At first I was shocked. Sure, I'd kissed girls before, so it wasn't such a big deal, but the shocking part was her tongue in my mouth. Drunk enough not to really care, I kissed her back. Our tongues intertwining, exploring each other's mouth. I pulled away however, when she grabbed my breast.
"Whoa" I said. "What are you doing?"
"Making everyone here jealous and having a good time," she answered.
She made it sound so reasonable, and we were having such a good time that when she started kissing and grouping me again, I just went for it. I put my hands on her waist, not sure what I was supposed to do. I guess I just closed my eyes and held on tight.
It wasn't much different than kissing my boyfriend. Yes her lips were much softer, but my reaction was just the same. I was getting turned on. When Mary started pulling me towards the door, I went with her.
"Where are we going?" I asked her.
"You'll see," she said.
I couldn't get over how beautiful she was as she led me out of the club and into a taxi. We were making out by then, her hands roaming my body, mine in her hair, keeping our lips pressed together. It wasn't until we made it back to her apartment that it finally clicked in my head. It was too late to stop, too late to go back; as she unzipped my dress and let it fall to the floor.
Her lips still on mine, she pushed me back towards her bed. I sat down and she backed away. She was enticing, swishing her hips from side to side as she walked away from me. Mary turned on some music that was soft, slow, and sensual. As she walked back to me, she slowly undid every clasp of her top, letting it fall to floor and giving me a view of her small breasts. They were round, perky and absolutely perfect. Then she went to the button of her skin tight jeans, undoing them, she slowly shimmied out of jeans revealing a red lace thong. She was back to kissing me, reaching around to unhook my bra. When it was free, she pushed me back on the bed, and took a nipple into her mouth. My moan was an encouragement for her to continue. She sucked and kneaded my breasts, in between laying gentle kisses on my neck, stomach and lips.
I felt her hand start to move lower and I tensed. She stopped and brought all her attention back to my breasts. When she felt me start to relax, she tried again and I let her. Mary's hand danced along my thighs, pushing them open so she could rub me through my panties. These few small acts brought me more pleasure than I have ever felt, with any man. She paid attention to the responses I was giving her and listened to what my body was saying. Kissing down my stomach, she positioned herself between my legs. She hooked her fingers over my panties and started to pull. I obliged and lifted my hips so she could pull them off. She then started at my toes, kissing each in turn, making her way up over the top of foot, to my ankle, my calve, my knee and then very slow she licked a warm, wet line up my thigh. When she reached the most sensitive part of me, she let out a breath of warm air. I shivered, waiting for her to continue, but she moved lower and started the same process on my other leg, again leaving a warm, wet trail up my thigh. I felt her tongue flick out, but barely brushing my clit. Then it was like all hell broke loose. Her tongue worked feverously; up, down, swirling. I wrapped my legs around her, using them to pull her closer. She ate at me with a hunger I have never felt before. She had one hand under me, cupping my ass and used her other hand to slip a finger inside me. I bucked my hips in response and her finger started moving faster. In and out, then two fingers slid in. Finding that soft spot wasn't hard for Mary and she used her fingers to press on it, caressing it, all the while her tongue was working on my clit. I was cumming in seconds, but she didn't stop and wave after wave, orgasm after orgasm wracked my body. When she finally stopped her assault, she peered up at me with a devilish smile.
"It's my turn."
