I am so excited! We are going to go dancing! It is my birthday and you wanted to surprise me! You found a club that is perfect for us. In order to gain entrance into this night club the first thing you need to know is where to find it. Unlike most nightclubs, this venue does not advertise ladies nights or two for one drink specials. In fact the only way that you can gain entrance to this exclusive nightclub is to be invited by a member. Members are voted in by the other members and the vote must be unanimous. Keeping up the exclusive image, the club only invites one new couple per year to join.
Your friend told you that you had to come as a couple and that everyone in the club must be at least 30 years old. I know that you liked that requirement. Who wants to be surrounded by a bunch of '20 something's' that cannot control their alcohol intake?
You give your friend's name as we approached the door and we are welcomed with a smile by the doorman. At first glance, with his tailored suit and crisp white shirt, he did not look like a bouncer. In looking closer you could see he had a strong and powerful chest under that shirt and he looked at you as if to say 'now don't cause any trouble here'. It made me feel even better about this club.
Tonight I selected my outfit with the theme of 'expectancy'. I have had an ongoing fantasy about you grinding your hard cock against my ass while we are on the dance floor surrounded by strangers. If the lighting is low and music has the right level of base I may even be able to orgasm! Before leaving the house I checked the mirror one last time. The short pleated skirt covered me ....just. The pleats would give you ample access from the front, behind or below without showing my itty, bitty white lace g-string to any casual onlooker. I had on a white button down blouse with a matching lace bra. You could see my hard nipples through my shirt. The good thing is the club would be dark so only you would know that. Thinking about how I could tease you tonight I had looked at my reflection over my shoulder. From the back, if I were to bend over slightly you could get a good view of my ass. I looked up and saw you watching me. The hungry look in your eyes told me you were already in on my little secret.
Your friend was right. The club was perfect. The music was good for dancing but not so loud that you had to scream to be heard. There were flat screen TV's placed around the club with erotic images of couples touching and caressing each other. I found the videos fascinating as they looked like real people enjoying themselves. Not the scripted scenes you see in porn videos with the cold feel of a director's touch.
There were lots of comfortable chairs and sofas throughout the club and the dance floor was already packed. You took my hand and we went right to the center of the floor. This way we would be engulfed within the whole. No one from the seating area would be able to see us and anyone who was on the dance floor would be too involved in the music to give us a second look. Or so I thought.
The song turned to a slow song and you wrapped your arms around my waist pulling me close. You were already hard. I had asked you not to wear any briefs under the loosely fitting pleated trousers. I wanted to have free access to your cock and having it straining to escape from your tight sexy briefs would not due this evening. I slipped my hands down your back and palmed your ass. I then brought my right hand to the front and unzipped your pants. Discreetly sliding my hands into your pants I began to stoke you. I was pushed close to your body so it would take someone actually staring at us intentionally to see what I was doing. You took my lead and, holding one hand around my waste, placed the other hand just below my skirt. You slowly inched your full hand between my legs cupping my sex with your palm. As you moved the tiny fabric away from my shaved clit you grazed my clit with your thumb. Then slowly you put your finger into my pussy.
I looked around quickly to see if anyone was on to us but we were still concealed by the dancers. Giving you one last stroke I slid my hand from your cock as I pulled your dick all the way through your zipper and out into the open air. I then began to turn my body so my ass would be against your cock. The extra high heels I had on this evening not only made my legs and ass look great, they allowed me to be at the correct height for you to penetrate me from behind.
I reached my arms behind and above me to circle your neck. I needed to be able to hold on to you as you pushed your hard, wide cock into my pussy. Standing would make my pussy tight and I would need to have some leverage to get your cock into me. The skirt was working out perfectly. With practiced agility you slipped your cock under my skirt and moved the tiny g-string to the side. I arched my back and leaned... sat... back as you slowly entered me.
The music was speeding up now. The rhythm and the base were in perfect alignment to your thrusts. I followed your lead as you began to fuck me. You reached under my skirt and cupped my pussy with your hand. You pulled my body firmly into you, positioning me perfectly on your cock as you began to stroke my clit. I could not take this anymore. My body started to quiver as I felt my orgasm building. You kept pumping and grinding me, the sensation both in the front and the back, as I came.
You continued to hold me up and slowly began to slide out of me. I whimpered at the feel of your exit. The emptiness of your fullness leaving me told me that even though my fantasy had come true it was not going to be enough. I wanted more. I had to taste you.
You must have been thinking the same thing because instead of going back to our seats you took me to a part of the club that I had not noticed before. It was a private area that had closed off rooms. I was surprised to see that the smoked mirrors that I thought were a part of the club décor were actually the outside walls to screening rooms. These rooms were comfortably laid out with interesting lounge chairs and full views to the dance floor. I was surprised to notice that had anyone been looking at us a few minutes ago, they would have seen everything! The thought did not embarrass me. It actually made me even more excited.
