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The Club – Part 1

The music in the club was pounding out a steady rhythm as lights flashed brightly revealing particles in the air. The crowd had gathered on the dancefloor, sticky from an hours worth of spilt drinks, the air around each one of us hot with the presence of more bodies. You could hardly wiggle to the left or step to the right the bodies were crammed so tightly.

I danced closely with my best friend Taryn, our drinks raised high in the air, while our hips gyrated back and forth. Her dress exposed more and more of her cleavage as she bobbed to the beat and I pushed up tightly against her to be able to feel them bounce. She turned around and my hands worked up from her hips to her breasts and she pushed them down as she bent over to tuck them back into her dress.

I slid my hand down her back and pulled her hips closer to mine, letting her feel the bulge forming in my pants. Her skirt began to rise and I caught a glimpse of her ass cheek before she turned around to face me again. She wrapped her arms around my neck, her drink behind my head, and I wrapped my arms about her waist letting my hands rest gently on her lower back, sliding up and down as she continued to wind her hips.

A guy came up behind her and put his hands between her and me, pulling her closer to him. She rubbed up against him as he spoke in her ear. The music was so loud that I couldn’t hear a word he said, but I could see his lips moving, brushing against her neck. She leaned her head back on his shoulder and laughed loudly, as she pushed her hips forward onto me.

She turned around and wrapped her arms about the guy’s neck and he smiled directly at me. I felt like I should leave them be and began to walk away, but Taryn reached out and pulled me back behind her. She let her head fall back on my shoulder, just like she had done with him, and half-yelled at me, “Just go with it!“, and she grabbed my hands and put them on her breasts and the other guy’s hands moved down her body and around to her ass, his hand ever so slightly rubbing against me.

My hands explored the curves of her upper body, squeezing one breast and then pushing my hand down over the other, gripping right below her heaving tips as she grinded skillfully against me. She turned around to face me and kissed me hard as the other guy, sweat dripping from his forehead, grabbed hard at her ass before pulling her against him two or three times in a thrusting motion. I knew how hard she had made me, I can only imagine how hard he must’ve been.

Dancing always made Taryn incredibly horny, so it was no surprise that she was responding like this. She pushed her breasts into me and continued to kiss my lips and neck, sticking her ass out further and further to rub against the guy whose hands were all over her body, running down the sides of her legs and up under her breasts and up through her hair.

He squatted down and put his face right between her ass cheeks and my mouth hung open in shock at how forward he was being. I stopped moving entirely when Taryn reached behind her and shoved his head harder between her cheeks and I glanced frantically at the uncaring crowd around us as he stood and undid his pants pulling out his thick cock.

She smiled at me and pulled herself upright against me, until her whole body was pressed against mine. She grabbed my hands and placed them on her ass cheeks and said, “Hold on tight!“, as the guy behind her gently slid his cock into her. She moaned out loud although no one could hear her the music was so loud. The guy grabbed her hair and pulled her head back, and began kissing her neck.

I watched for a minute, unsure of what to do, feeling slightly uncomfortable as his hips and pants bucked against her bare ass, which I gripped firmly. She grabbed my head and directed it to her chest, where I frantically licked and kissed the flesh as it bounced to my lips. The guy pushed her harder and harder against me in slower and longer thrusts, and she pushed her ass further out to meet him. He let go of her hair and her head fell onto my shoulder, her hands on my lower back and her lips laying soft kisses on my collarbone.

I moved my hands to her back, one in her hair and the other just below her shoulder. I continued to rock her back and forth slowly as the other guy pulled her dress down slightly and walked away. I watched him intently, curious as to what he was doing, until he disappeared into the pulsing crowd.

She said into my neck, “I need some air“. She pushed herself off of me and grabbed my hand before turning and walking away. I followed her through the group of people, our bodies mushed together covered in sweat. We walked down the long hall out of the building, full of people leaning against walls with hands travelling to unknown places. Taryn let go of my hand as we reached the door and she pushed it open with both hands.

The air outside was cool and a light breeze blew over us, sending a shiver down my spine. She walked down a ramp and went across the parking lot and sat on steps directly across from the door of the club. She patted the cement beside her and smiled brightly at me. I smiled and sat beside her, wrapping my arm around her just in case she was cold.

I asked, “How’s your night going?” and she smiled up at me, “Amazing!” and I inquired, “Did he really fuck you?!” and she nodded and then laughed exaggeratedly. “You wanna feel?“, she asked, her eyes twinkling. I nodded vigorously, never knowing if I would ever get an opportunity like this again. She opened her legs wide, revealing that she wasn’t actually wearing any underwear – even though I had assumed she was wearing a thong or something – and she waited for me to move. I tried but I couldn’t. My hands seemed to be frozen in my lap and I just sat there staring blankly at her.

She giggled and grabbed my hand, placing it on her leg and then pushing it up under her dress. It only took a gentle nudge before my fingers were instinctively doing the rest and I gently worked my way up her inner thigh before sliding my finger inside of her. She was soaking wet and I recognized the texture of cum right away. She giggled while I wiggled my finger back and forth. I felt like I should remove my hand, since I had already felt his load inside of her, but when I went to pull away, she whispered, “Not yet!” and I roughly pushed my finger back inside of her.

She wrapped her hand behind my head and turned my lips to meet hers and I rubbed my thumb against her clit. She closed her legs as a car drove by, enclosing my hand between her legs inside of her wet pussy and I moaned at how tight she felt. “I want to fuck you, right now“, she whispered and I stopped moving, “Where? Now?” and she nodded, “Here! Yes!” and I smiled not understanding what she meant.

She knelt on the step in front of me and smiled, her eyes flickering in the yellow of the streetlight, her breasts heaving dramatically. I put my hand behind her head and pulled her lips to mine and consumed her in a deep and passionate kiss. Her hands went eagerly to my zipper and she worked my raging cock out of my pants. She looked down and smiled widely up at me, before quickly placing her lips around my shaft. I moaned and gently pushed her further and further down until she had taken every last inch of me.

She pulled her mouth off of my cock and straddled me on the steps, lowering herself upon me until she was firmly resting in my lap. My hands held the back of her dress down as she gently rocked against me, pushing her boobs up to meet my waiting tongue. I thrust my hips ever so slightly and let my fingers make their way under her dress to feel the flesh of her rear, still ensuring her dress was pulled down to cover her – although she didn’t seem to care.

She whispered in my ear, as she left little kisses, “Are you ready to go back and dance?” and every limb of my tense body went completely limp. I was so close to cumming, I didn’t want to stop, but she stood up before I could say anything and wriggled about as she pulled her dress down and adjusted her hair. I quickly shoved my cock back into my pants, struggling to make him fit through the now too tiny hole he had come out of. She giggled and wrapped her arms around me in a tight embrace, and I plopped my chin on her shoulder.

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