Dancing with a Friend - Sex Stories

Dancing with a Friend

When I invited John to go dancing, it was as a friend. I thought it would be fun to go out dancing at the club with a male friend, since my husband doesn’t dance. I could tell John was into me the moment we met. He is a handsome man, but being married, the thought of us hooking up didn’t even cross my mind. I shook my hips as John was grinding on me. I was so excited to be out on the dance floor, I didn’t mind John holding me by the hips as our bodies moved together with the beat. “Shake that ass girl!” John shouted as his hands slid from my hips down the sides of my thighs. I shook my ass as I pushed it against him. It wasn’t long before I felt his dick start to grow, filling the front of his pants. “Down boy! Remember, I’m married” I said looking back at him with a smile. “Sorry, I can’t help it. That ass is so amazing!” He replied backing away from my ass. As we continued to dance our bodies naturally found their way back together. Once again I felt John’s bulge prodding into my backside. It was clear John wasn’t the least bit shy about his situation as he continued grinding me on the dance floor while pressing his hard-on against my ass with his hands on my hips. I tried to ignore it, but the feeling of his big hard dick pressing against my ass was making me wet. “You just can’t control yourself can you?” I asked looking over my shoulder at him while backing my ass up into his crotch. “I tried but you are too damn sexy! And the way you move those hips and that ass makes ...

... me wild” he admitted without hesitation “You mean like this?” I moved my hips up and down making my ass bounce as it rubbed up and down against his crotch. “Yes! Keep moving your ass like that and you’re gonna feel just how hard you are making me right now!” he exclaimed “Oh, yeah?” I replied as if I wasn’t fully aware of my actions. Without wasting another second I pushed back against his crotch once again. My pussy began to drip as I felt the massive bulge in John’s pants pressing into my ass. “Damn girl! You’re gonna get me in trouble!” John replied holding my hips as he grinded his dick against me. “Trouble? From whom?” I asked as I continued pushing my ass into him. “Your husband I’m guessing. Wouldn’t he mind if he found out I was grinding my hard dick against your ass?” He replied. “Don’t worry about him?” I said. “Are you for real?” he asked not sure if I was messing with him or not. “My husband doesn’t have to know. Besides I love the way your hard dick feels when you press it into me, and I don’t want you to stop.” I explained. “Oh wow! I wasn’t expecting this when you asked me out. I thought we were just friends.” He replied surprised but clearly excited about how things were developing. “This isn’t what I expected either, but once I felt that massive dick pressing into me everything changed. It’s hard to think of you as ‘just a friend’ when you make my pussy so wet.” I confessed. “Damn girl! You really want this dick don’t you?” He asked. “I want it so badly!” I ...