Fucking To The Beat On The Dance Floor - Sex Stories

Fucking To The Beat On The Dance Floor

It all started when my best friends Sarah and Layla decided to drag me out of the house after a bad break up. We had dated for a year and a half and I really thought he was the one. Until I caught him cheating with another girl. We split instintaly because I have no tolerance for cheaters. I mopped around the house for a couple of weeks until my two best friends came over and insisted that we went out for a girls night. I fought and fought them but finally gave in. That Friday night I put on my shortest and tightest little black dress. I am about 5"7, with a tiny waste, 38 D breast, and a banging booty. I don't want to brag but I was looking good that night. My friends arrived aroung 8:30 p.m. and we headed to dinner. After we finished Layle said we should hit up the new club, I heard it was going off tonight. I was reluctent at first but decided hey what the hell im single and I need to let go a little tonight. So we grabbed a cab and went. When we got there we got a table on the second story balcony so we could check out the scene. I got thirsty and told the girls I'm going to get a drink and asked if they wanted one. They said yes so i made my way to the bar. The bar was really packed that night and it was almost impossible to the the attention of any bar tender. Finally this fine hell of a man working at the bar said hi my name is Domonic what can i get you i ordered three apple martinis and he said coming up right away. As he handed me the drinks he said I get off in ...

... fifteen maybe we can hang out, save me a dance? I said maybe come and find me and we will see. I went back to the table and told my friends and they were encourging me girl you need a sexy guy in your life you better hope he finds you. After about thirty minutes later a familiar voice came from behind me and said hey I'll take that dance if your ready. I turned around and it was Domonic from the bar. He was even hotter than I remembered, now that I could see all of him he was tall very tan, blonde hair, he was wearing a tight v neck shirt and I could see every chisled abb. And apparently he was very hung because I could see his package on the left side of his pants. I said why don't you grab me another drink and you can sit with us and get to know each other a little more. He came back with a tray of shots and we all started downing them. After about an hour of drinking and and socializing he finally got me on the dance floor. It was my favorite song it was up beat the kind of music that made you want to grind on someone. Plus it kind of turned me on, and well it had been a little while since I had sex. I backed up to him and started grinding my ass on his front. He wrapped his hands around my waste and followed my every movement. We really did go good together, we danced to the next couple of songs together when I realized his dick was hard. I wasn't offened I was actually kind of flattered. He looked down and realized i had noticed and started appologizing. I reassured his ...