Some friends of mine were in town so we decided to hit the nightclubs.
I hadn't been out like this in years, let alone done ecstacy for a while, but thats exactly what I found we were doing and I wasnt exactly complaining.
I'd recently broken up with my long term girlfriend, and could do with a night out to be honest. It didnt end pretty either, so anything to take my mind off her & forget for a bit was welcomed.
We dropped a few tabs & sank several beers first, with the pills we took just kicking in as we hit the D floor to start dancing. I missed this feeling. The sudden awareness, the rush of the music as it made my body move, I could feel the bass from every beat course through me, losing myself in the flashing lights, my skin tingling everytime I brushed past someone else dancing which felt incredible. I got completely lost in the moment.
I'd been dancing like this for what felt like hours, with the high not letting up. It was then I realised Id completely lost my friends, not that I cared all that much. I was having too good a time dancing on my own.
The crowd had increased a lot since we first arrived, with less space to dance freely & more bumping & grinding into other revellers, which I didnt mind as it still felt amazing to touch & be touched.
It was then I noticed a hand caressing my butt through my jeans. This wasnt your usual accidental touch, this was a purposeful grope. And I loved it.
My first thought was to pull the hand away but why would I do that when it felt so good? My body was tingling.
The hand then reached under & started gently rubbing my balls through my jeans. Whoever this chick was, she really wanted it. And I wasnt going to stop her from having it. At any time I probably could have turned around to see who was doing it but something about the mystery made it more exciting.
The DJ still pumped amazing beats as I danced along, shoulder to shoulder with other dancers. With one hand still groping my balls, another hand reached around the front of my jeans & inched itself inside, holding my cock in her hand. She stroked it, up & down. God that felt good. Feeling skin on skin, let alone having my cock stroked while I was dancing in a club. I continued to dance, or at least tried, with a hand on either side of me.
Both hands were then pulled away quickly, and I felt my jeans being pulled & stretched, then a big rip as a hole was created where my ass was. Jeez, this girl isnt kidding around I thought. Now Ive got a big hole in my pants. Granted they were old & worn, which is why they ripped easily.
