The Dance[F]loor and [M]ore | 2016

Thanks for the gracious support for my first story. I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. By popular demand, my next story is about Kristy, the beautiful, petite blonde that made the first story possible. She kind of looks like u/legendarylootz but with blonde hair. https://i.imgur.com/Ow7EKzC.jpg

Here's the link to the first story. TL;DR Fucked two friends, Kristy and Beth, in a tent at a softball tournament. https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/40p0yv/fucking_two_friends_at_a_softball_tournament_mff/

Skip to the page break for the good stuff.

With the summer fading into fall my friends and I returned to university, renting a large 5 bedroom house on the south side of the city. Fortunately, our house was in close proximity to the city’s hub of bars and clubs, which we visited frequently.

One particular Friday night in early October my roommates and I had invited some friends over to pre-drink, play some games and eventually make our way over to whichever bar would take us in. About 5 other friends showed up around 8 pm and we enjoyed ourselves, getting fairly drunk off of relatively cheap alcohol, playing some beer pong, and shooting the shit.

10 pm rolled around and we grabbed our shoes and wallets and headed for the door. After only a short walk we found ourselves at a club known for loud rock music, cheap drinks, a packed, sweaty dancefloor, and guys with Affliction shirts. I wasn’t particularly happy with our choice but my roommate assured us that he knew someone in the club so we could get in for free AND get $10 for the bar. Being frugal students we thought this was probably the best deal we were going to get so we went along with it.

(Side note: as a young man I found that the best girl-to-guy ratio and most attractive women can be found at the local country bars, provided the community is large enough. If the population dips a little too low, however, the ratio tilts unfavorably in the other direction. Also, line dances are a great way to show the ladies that you’re not a total clutz, giving them some assurance that you’ll avoid crushing their toes while two-stepping.)

To the surprise of no one, we arrived at the club to find a long line of young, scantily clad women and over-eager, testosterone-filled men outside the doors. Thankfully, during our 20 minute wait in line I received a text from Kat, Kristy’s cousin.

“Where are you going to be tonight?” She asked.

“We are currently waiting to get into [Insert trendy name here].”

“Who’s with you?”

“Just the guys, we’ve been drinking for a while.”

“Great! We’re going to head there if you don’t mind.”

“Not at all, but who is we?”

“Just me and Kristy. She was asking about you and said she wanted to know where you would be tonight?”

“You can tell her I’ll be inside waiting for her with a drink (one for you too, of course).”

“Haha thanks, we’ll be there soon. Bye!”

Knowing that Kristy was coming excited me immensely. I could feel my heart begin to race, pumping the blood and alcohol through my system faster and faster. It brought back the memory of our three-way excursion in that tent, causing me swell ever so slightly in my pants.

After a few more minutes of waiting we made our way inside, greeting the large, grizzled bouncers as we slipped through the studded black doors. Inside, we submitted our IDs to the pale girl our friend claimed to know and received our $10. With free money and the chance to see Kristy, this night was looking pretty good already.

Passing the ever-pleasant coat-check girls we descended a small staircase into the darkness of the club. Loud music filled the establishment while bright lights flashed and danced around highlighting the small stage, central dance floor and perimeter bar. With the dance floor and bar filling up quickly it became difficult to maneuver around so I broke from the group and fought my way into a line up for one of the bars. Luckily, the bar I chose was working quickly on this particular night so in a short time I was giving my drink order.

I ordered a beer for Kat and myself before remembering that Kristy had been drinking pre-mixed vodka cranberry cocktails during the summer. Proud of myself for being an observant drunk I paid for the drinks and returned to the area adjacent the stairway, settling at a small ledge overlooking the dance floor.

From there I sipped on my beer and watched as the horde danced and drank a few feet below me. Everyone was enjoying themselves, grinding up on whoever was nearest, hoping that the next person to graze their groin was going to make them lucky that night. I spotted a few friends in the corner of the dance floor before they diffused into the crowd.

Shortly, I turned around just in time to notice Kat and Kristy coming down the stairs. They were looking stunning. Kat had on a dark, black tank top, with small onyx reflectors forming flower patterns on her midsection and a tight pair of the blue jeans. The outfit looked sexy but comfy, staying with Kat’s overall demeanor. Kristy, on the other hand, was dressed to kill. She had curled her blonde hair, applied a deep red lipstick, and donned the perfect matching little red dress that left little to the imagination. I felt lost in her beauty. http://i.imgur.com/aYqxwq6.jpg

The girls smiled as they approached and I reciprocated, eventually welcoming them with a hug and a hello. They thanked me for the drinks and we chatted about our week and the end of the summer for half an hour before getting a few more drinks. I really wanted a chance to be alone with Kristy but I knew that it would be difficult if Kat didn’t have someone to keep her company.

When I could tell the girls were getting a little more tipsy I suggested we make our way onto the dance floor. They were more than happy to oblige so we pushed our way through the moving bodies until we settled in a spot near a loud speaker. The sheer volume of the music made talking all but impossible but we danced nonetheless.

I kept close to Kristy, and she to me, with Kat venturing towards a handsome gentleman that she thought would make a fine “dance” partner. Finally, Kristy and I had some face time although talking wasn’t really an option and all I could think about was how gorgeous she looked tonight. Thankfully, without a word, she pulled herself into me and began to dance provocatively but gracefully. She moved in perfect tempo with the music while I did my best to match her flow.

She would swing her head back and forth slowly, paying little attention to her surroundings except for me. As this went on I became lost in our own little world. I couldn’t focus on the music, the people faded into obscurity and all I could smell was her intoxicating perfume.

Suddenly, she paused her rhythm and glanced up into my eyes. We locked onto each other and exchanged those classic “fuck me” eyes. It accelerated the pace of my heartbeat and sent a tingle down my spine.

I then pivoted Kristy 180 degrees so she was dancing with her back to me, pulled her close and began to explore her body with my hands. I ventured up and down her sides, on top of her dress stopping briefly to run my hands over her ass and under her pushed-up tits. I could feel her breathing more heavily as I went on. Soon, my own breathe was soothing the back of her neck and causing her to push her ass into me more fervently. She would’ve undoubtedly felt my swollen cock press into her ass and legs, separated by only a few pieces of fabric.

Animal lust was beginning to take over. Boldly, I cupped the perfect handfuls that were her breasts through her dress and massaged them until she tilted her head back and moaned into my ear. She clearly loved the attention I was paying to her phenomenal body but I knew she would want to be more daring. She gets off on the excitement of raunchy public acts and, to a degree, I do too. I’m not sure if anyone on the dance floor noticed but at this point we didn’t care.

Next, I ran my hands down her side and lightly pulled up her dress until it rested at the base of her ass, exposing more of her beautiful, tanned legs. I quickly spun her around and pulled her into me even tighter. We kissed deeply as her stance now straddled my right leg. Our tongues went ballistic, pushing past the other with tremendous force. I never wanted it to end.

Soon I felt her begin to rub herself on my leg, using it to get her off while we danced and kissed. She pulled at my hair and I grabbed her ass, aiding her movements as she leaned into me. My right hand slid between her legs and pressed firmly onto her black lace panties covering her scorching pussy. She was wetter than I had anticipated, completely soaking the fabric and surrounding skin. It turned me on to no end.

At this point, Kristy and I accepted what was developing, regardless of the setting.

We kept our rhythm nicely, our bodies instinctively swaying to the music that managed to infiltrate the little world we had developed on our spot on the dance floor.

After moving my open hand back and forth on her covered mound I slowly plucked the fabric and pulled it to the side exposing her pink lips. I ran my middle finger in the crease of her slit until it was covered with her juices. Her breathing intensified and she whispered in my ear, “Do it.”

Not needing to be told twice, I slipped a finger her wanting pussy and gently worked it in and out, occasionally pulling completely out to spread her juices onto her clit. Entering her from the rear made it difficult to access her G-spot but I nevertheless worked inside her with a “come hither” motion, curling my finger and pressing against her wall.

She was beginning to lose all control, biting at my neck and kissing me harder than before. I could feel her hands squeezing my ass, encouraging me to continue my efforts.

As a result, I double-down on our risky endeavor by adding a second finger and applying slightly more pressure. I loved the way she hugged my digits. It felt smooth, wet, and inviting. I kissed her neck as I pumped my fingers into her, stopping only to remove them to massage her engorged clit.

I felt her heart race and her teeth bite my ear as I made little circles with her protruding clit, pressing up into it harder and harder as the orbit of my fingers transitioned into a side-to-side motion.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” she moaned as her body tensed.

I slipped my fingers into her and supported her trembling body as she climaxed. I could feel her juices flow out and over my hand. Most of it fell to the floor while some stuck to her shaved pussy or ran onto her legs. She heaved and clenched onto me until the shockwave had receded.

By now, I was rock hard and couldn’t think about anything but bending her over right there in the club and taking her from behind.

Unfortunately, our passion faded to clarity as we, once again, realized where we were. Thankfully, it seemed that no one else on the dance floor had noticed our naughty behavior, not even Kat, who was about 12 feet away, making out with her dance partner.

“That was incredible!” Kristy exclaimed.

“I couldn’t help myself”, I replied.

“I’m glad you didn’t”, she smiled wholeheartedly.

“Want to get out of here? I live close by.”

“Fuck yes!” Her eyes beamed as she stammered out a response, licking her lips.

Taking her hand, we approached Kat and mentioned we were going back to my place and that she could crash there if she needed a place to stay. She grinned and nodded approvingly, hugged us both and pulled her partner towards the bar to get another drink.

From there, I led her through the crowd of dancers and bar patrons and out of the club. We walked hastily down a few streets and around a couple corners until we made it back to my place. We didn’t talk much during the walk but we did stop to make out a few times which ensured that I wasn’t about to lose my hard-on, nor she, her wetness.

I quickly unlocked the door to a well-lit but empty house. It had the typical university décor with beer cans sprinkled around. I’m not proud of how we lived back then but I’m not ashamed. We had little money and even less interior design intuition so we made it as comfortable as possible. Kristy didn’t seem to care or she failed to notice the state of our setting because we hustled up the stairs and into my dark bedroom. We could still see quite well because the full moon shined brightly through the large double window, illuminating the room with soft moon-light.

I locked the door behind me (can’t be too careful with roommates), picked up Kristy, and made out with her a little more before we collapsed onto my bed.

With Kristy on top of me, straddling my legs, our kissing intensified. I hiked her dress up to her waist and squeezed her firm ass hard while bit at my ear lobe, sending a shiver down my spine. My cock strained to be free from my pants, pushing hard up into Kristy’s mound. She slowly rode over it, sliding back and forth, enjoying the pressure it provided on her covered pussy.

After removing my hands from her ass I moved them north to her bountiful breasts, massaging them harder than I had done earlier. Soon I couldn’t help it and I needed one in my mouth so I propped her up into a seated position and tugged at the shoulders of her dress until it slid down to her midsection revealing her matching black lace bra. I wasted no time reaching behind her to unclasp it, letting her perky C-cups bounce only twice before I took one in my watering mouth. I licked and sucked and nibbled at her puffy nipples until she breathing heavily and moaning into my ear.

It all appeared to be too much for her because she promptly pushed me back onto the pillows, reached down and pulled her form-fitting red dress up the length of her body and over her head until the only piece of clothing that remained were those soaked black lace panties.

I responded by removing my own shirt while she fumbled with my belt and jeans. Now undone, she tugged at the waist of my jeans and briefs until she saw my cock spring free of its constraint. Her eyes widened and remained transfixed on my now throbbing cock as my clothing was tossed off the edge of the bed.

Before I could make a move her hand was on my cock, gently pumping up and down. Her small hand made me feel huge, which is always a nice ego boost. She leaned forward and kissed me hard, keeping her hand in place. No sooner was she kneeling back over my crotch, lowering her mouth, and swallowing me until she gagged.

(There’s something about the feeling of a beautiful woman wrapping her soft lips around the head your penis that just never gets old. The sensation, the tingle, the release of tension. It’s pure, concentrated, unadulterated bliss.)

She was really making an effort to focus on my needs. Licking the full length of my shaft, swirling her tongue around the head, and adding just the right amount of saliva to make it sexy. I knew that I wouldn’t last much longer if this continued so I ran my fingers through her golden hair and lifted her face up to match my burning gaze.

I flipped her onto her back, spread her legs, and pulled at her panties with my teeth trying to be as smooth as the alcohol in my veins would allow. She giggled and shot me that familiar devilish smile.

I took that as a hint and dove into her pussy, devouring it as best I could. I kissed and lapped at her lips. I tasted her sweet juices. My tongue encircled her clit as it grew more and more swollen. She moaned deeply and bit at her lip. I could feel her pulling at my hair and pushing my head and tongue deeper into her slit as I darted it in and out.

(I’ve always thoroughly enjoyed going down on women. Something in me gets off on their excitement. Maybe I’ve been lucky enough to be with easily excitable women but when I feel their breathing shorten, their backs arch, and their legs clamp down on my head I get a rush of ecstasy and pride. It feels different than my own orgasm but equally pleasing.)

I could feel her getting closer and closer to orgasm but this time I wanted to really feel her clamp down on me. My erection, still covered in her saliva, was becoming almost unbearably hard as my tongue worked harder and harder on her pussy. I felt the beginning of the calm before her storm and knew she would cum any moment now. Suddenly, I dislodged my face from her mound, pushed forward from my knees, and thrust my cock into her like a heat-seeking missile.

Just as I buried myself to the hilt I felt the walls of her velvety crevasse clamp down on me. She pulled me into her and shook violently, wrapping her legs tightly around my backside.

“Holy shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiittttt!!” she exhaled as her body convulsed.

I noticed how much wetter she had become once my cock was released from her vaginal vice. Her juices had run out, over her asshole and soaked into the sheets nicely. I began to slowly pull out of her thinking that she needed a minute to recover but she caught me and said, “Get back inside me!”

It turned me on even more knowing she wasn’t ready to slow down at all. So, with that, I pushed back inside her and slowly thrusted, pulling the head of my cock almost to her exit before sliding it as far in as it could go. Every time I would do this her eyes would roll back and her legs would push at my ass to go deeper.

Before long I was pounding into her hard, using my feet and hers to drive into her with reckless abandon. I sat up, pulled her spread legs, shifted them up to my shoulders, and resumed pounding. This position tightened her pussy even further and my cock strained to stay in control. I leaned forward as I pumped, stabilizing her bouncing tits with my hands, and pinching her erect nipples with my thumbs and index fingers. I rolled them and teased them. Her eyes shut and her face winced as the pleasure started to become overwhelming.

Without warning she pushed me back, flipped herself up and kissed me harder than ever, biting at my lip while her hands stroked my cock and cupped my balls.

All I could think was, “This girl is incredible!”

No sooner did she spin around onto all fours, presenting her pristine pussy to my hungry eyes. It glistened in the moonlight. I needed to be back inside its warm embrace.

(Good pussy turns a man into the primitive being he evolved from. It’s so good at bringing out our animalistic side that people used to go to war over it. In this moment I understood that. I needed her more than anything in the world. More than oxygen, water, food, or a roof over my head. I had nothing else on my mind but ravaging her the way she deserved to be ravaged.)

I grasped her thin hips and pulled her ass back towards me. At the same moment I vaulted my cock forward, penetrating her until I bottomed out inside her. She let out a loud, “Fuuuuucccckkk!” empowering me to resume my hammering. I wrapped her blonde hair in my hand and pulled her head back as I slammed into her.

I could feel my heart beat faster as my arousal intensified and the alcohol was slowly removed from my veins. I knew I wouldn’t last much longer. My breathing turned to low grunts, matching the pace of her high-pitched moans.

Then it all became too much.

There was no turning back.

There was no pulling out.

“I’m gonna cum!” I groaned.

“Do it! Cum for me! I’m so close!” She replied, sending me over the edge.

I plunged into her forcefully a few more times before I buried myself in her as far as I could go and exploded. My cock throbbed and spurted rope after rope of cum into her cunt, splashing her inner walls until they eventually contracted from the sensation.

All the air was expelled from my lungs as her pussy clamped down and milked me for all the cum I had left. She grasped tightly at the bedding and curled her toes. Her own cum mixed with mine. I pulled her up from her knees, turned her head and planted a deep kiss on her trembling lips.

Remaining inside her, we collapsed onto our sides. We remained there in a sweaty, euphoric state until my cock and cum spilled out of her. She slowly hopped off the bed and went to the bathroom to clean up. I did the same. We returned just in time to hear my roommates stumble back into the house.

Phewf! Dodged a bullet there!

I locked my door and climbed into bed behind her. Neither of us had any energy left so we swiftly fell asleep.

In the morning, she woke me up by softly stroking my cock. I was semi-erect when I came to. I reached a hand down between her legs feeling how wet she had become and I realized she had been touching herself since she woke up. I popped a finger inside her and carefully pressed up into her G-spot. She took a deep breath and tightened her grip on my shaft. After only a minute or two I was rock hard and she knew it.

Kristy rolled on top of me, reaching her hand between her legs and guiding me into her warm slit. She rode me slowly and methodically allowing me to feel every inch of her and vice versa. It was less aggressive than the night before but much more sensual. Our senses seemed heightened in the morning light. The touch of her soft skin, the smell of her hair, and the subtlety of her whimpers drove my mind wild.

We kept up this slow pace for a few more minutes before I reached around and stuck my middle into her filled pussy to gather some of her juices. Removing my digit I gently pressed it against her asshole, awaiting a response. She sighed loudly as she pushed her ass back towards my finger. I gathered slightly more natural lube and applied it to her ass.

Kristy was loving it and she gave me the go-ahead when she arched her ass up into my finger and nibbled at my ear. I popped my finger in past the first knuckle and pumped slowly in and out. Her moaning intensified. I pushed further in passing the second knuckle.

“Oh my god, that feels so good”, she whispered.

Our bodies and my finger quickened their pace until they were in perfect rhythm. I could feel my cock moving inside of her through only a thin layer of skin. Before long, her pussy and sphincter began to pulsate together, squeezing me tight, begging to cum. I humped up into her in short, quick bursts, making sure not to make too much noise. My finger went as fast as it could in her ass, stimulating every region I could find. Abruptly, she slammed down onto me and shook. Her arms and legs pressed hard into my sides while she rode out her orgasm. Her hot breath warmed my neck as she panted.

The ordeal had turned me on so much that I felt like solid steel inside her. I needed to cum so bad but I didn’t think she would be able for any more sex. Thankfully, she wasn’t about to leave me hanging like that.

She slid herself back onto her hands and knees between my legs and popped the head of my cock into her mouth. Her tongue circled the head while she stroked the shaft, pulling the skin back and forth with precision. Kristy then lifted her head, looked me in the eyes and winked ever so slightly. She then proceeded to swallow more than half my cock as she did her best to push me to the far reaches of her throat. She bobbed up and down, caressing my pole with her soft lips and playing with my balls with her small hands.

My hands reached down and guided her hair out of her way as she went faster. My cock and balls began to twitch and I pushed my pelvis higher to go deeper into her throat.

“I’m cumming”, I whispered, trying to remain quiet.

She didn’t respond.

I repeated myself. She sucked hard on my head and stroked my shaft furiously just as I came. I shot my load, rope after rope of cum, into her throat as she pumped away. She didn’t let up until she had sucked me completely dry. My cock quickly became oversensitive so I had to pull away from her mouth. She swallowed every drop of cum, consuming it in one gulp before looking up and smiling devilishly.

We relaxed in bed for a while watching TV until it was time for her to go. We got dressed and I drove her back to Kat’s house where she had left her vehicle. We made out for a bit before she got into her car and drove home.

I couldn’t wipe the smile off my face for the rest of the day.

Thanks for taking the time to read about my excursions with Kristy. I’m glad I’ve found an appreciative place to put my experiences into words. I have another story with her but I also want to see if people would rather hear about a different girl.