Dance Fantasy - Sex Stories

Dance Fantasy

This is a fantasy my wife and I share. We hope someday it comes true You and I are out dancing at a resort. You're wearing a opaque short summer halter dress that ties around your neck and clings to your breasts. You never wear a bra when we're out dancing. Your breasts sway with the music. We're on a brief vacation. We've spent the day hiking and we're both a little sunburned. We're waltzing to a romantic song. We're holding each other tight and I can feel your body on mine. A man taps me on the shoulder, introduces himself as Peter, and asks if he could break in and dance with you. I smile and say yes. You mould your body to him. You put your arms around his shoulders and he puts his arms around your waist. You press your braless breasts against his chest and rub your mound on him. I watch you and I start getting aroused. After the dance you come back to me. I can see your engorged nipples and your face and chest are flushed. I tell you what a flirt you are. Instead of answering me you lean into me and rub your mound on my leg. I can feel your excitement. The next dance is a Rumba. Your hips sway, your dress swishes tantalizingly up and your breasts move seductively. We can see Peter at the bar watching. When we get back to our table, Peter comes over and asks you for a dance. You gaze up at him and say, "With pleasure." This time your arms are around his neck and you put your head on his shoulder. I can see you moving your body against his and he's running his hands ...

... all over your back. When you come back to me, you give me a passionate tongue kiss and you're trembling with anticipation. I ask you if you would like to take your underpants off. You blush, then say yes. When you come back from the ladies room you put them on the table for me. We know Peter is watching. Peter comes over and asks you for another dance. Once again you put your arms around his neck, your head on his shoulder and then you start peppering his neck with little kisses. He looks surprised and happy. As the dance goes on you put your leg behind his knee and press your mound to him. The dance ends with a passionate kiss and the two of you humping each other. When you come back to the table I can smell your sex. We go over to the bar where Peter is standing and start making small talk. There is a lot of sexual tension in the air. He and I have you pressed between us. You start flirting, rubbing your breasts on his arm and chest and touching his thigh with your hands. I lean into your back and press my erection on you. You press back then into Peter. I take you aside and whisper to you, "Do you want to bring him home and fuck him?" Your answer is a kiss, then, "Yes, yes." Then you sigh. I ask Peter, "Would you like to come to our place for a nightcap?" He looks at you, smiles and says, "With pleasure." When we get to our place, I leave the room to make drinks. When I get back you are sitting on his lap and exchanging gentle kisses, your tongues entwining with sensual ...