Sunday, August 15, 2010

Dirty Dancing

The dance floor was so crowded that nobody noticed when he pulled Samantha closer. Spencer's arm fit across the small of her back, his hand resting just 

above her ass. Their eyes met and they held their gaze as both of Samantha's arms tightened around his neck. Their movements grew more sensual as the music changed. Samantha knew Spencer could feel the taut nubs of her nipples through the sheer fabric of her black blouse. The friction of his chest against hers sent a strong ripple of desire straight between her legs. Spencer moved one hand lower until it rested on her tight ass. Spencer tightened his arms around Samantha as someone bumped into her. Samantha gasped as Spencer hauled her even closer to his body while pushing his maleness against her. Samantha nearly came right then and there. The glint she saw in Spencer's eyes told her knew just how aroused and close to release she truly was. He chuckled softly as he heard Samantha whimper with longing. He knew she needed to cum. He needed to be inside her as much as she wanted him inside her. Never taking her eyes from his, Samantha reached between them and swiftly undid his pants. Spencer slid his hand up the back of her short denim skirt and he smiled deviously when he encountered bare skin instead of 
cloth. He wondered to himself when Samantha had decided 

to leave the house without her panties. 

Samantha smiled at the wicked gleam in Spencer's brown eyes that told her he approved of her naughtiness. She slid her hand into the front of his pants and stroked his hard shaft while his fingers found her wetness from behind. Samantha sighed as Spencer easily penetrated her depths with two very masculine fingers. Spencer grabbed the back of one of Samantha's legs and placed it on his hip. Suddenly she found her back pressed against a wall as the force of his cock spearing her hungry pussy pushed her backwards. Somehow they'd managed to dance their way into the corner. Spencer's lips descended upon Samantha's in a hungry, almost bruising kiss as he thrust into her over and over. Samantha's hands tangled in his hair as she deepened their kiss. Spencer's hips rocked against hers, pushing his cock deeper and deeper into her. He broke their kiss and his lips found the tender spot on Samantha's neck just above her collarbone that he knew always got her hot and bothered. He bit the tender flesh there causing her to arch her back and push her pelvis hard against his. Her

 head fell back against the wall as Spencer continued to kiss her throat, thrusting his cock in and out of her, pushing her closer to her release. He cupped her breast through her blouse and she dug her fingernails into his shoulders as he sped up his thrusting. Samantha knew from his breathing that Spencer was as close to sweet release as she was. Through half-closed, desire-filled eyes Samantha noticed another couple watching them. She told Spencer about the couple watching them and she could feel him growing even harder inside her. Samantha felt mildly embarrassed that they'd been caught having sex in public but a larger part of her was even more turned on knowing they were being watched. She slid her hands over Spencer's back and clutched his ass, pulling him even closer. He began to push harder and faster into her.

"I'm cumming," Samantha whispered. "Oh yeah...please take me over the edge...cum with me, baby."

"Cum for me, Sam," Spencer whispered as he nibbled on her earlobe. "You are so damn wet and tight..."

"Mmm...make me cum while those people are watching," she whispered. Spencer felt Samantha begin to shake as her orgasm took hold. He captured her mouth in a searing kiss before she could cry out his name. Her pussy muscles clamped down hard on his cock. He drove himself deep inside her one last time before going still and erupting inside her welcoming pussy. He squeezed her ass, pulling her against him as he continued to unload himself into her. Once spent, Spencer eased his cock out of her and readjusted her pants as Samantha lowered her leg from his hip. Spencer held her firmly as she clung to him, her legs unsteady. They kissed softly as they hugged. When they parted, they glanced over and saw the couple that had been watching them was engaged in the same act of intimacy they'd just shared.


Southern Sage said...

That is the only kind of dancing men do.

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