Being a Bad Girlfriend At House Party - Sex Stories

Being a Bad Girlfriend At House Party

... darkened dance floor with groups of people sitting or standing around the edges talking since the last time I had been there.

Grinning at each other happily, we began to dance with each other, snaking our slender hips, shaking our sexy asses gently, moving our arms and laughing as we swayed from side to side, just letting the music guide our movements and laughing as we danced.

The music played to my soul and much to my delight, while the drum beat within it pounded to the same rhythm that my pussy pulsed. The rush of alcohol through my lust-filled veins and drunk mind seemed to make the whole world glow with light and fun. Pure happiness and enjoyment suffused through me and I danced while smiling at my best friend.

After a couple of minutes of dancing as if nothing else existed in the whole world, I grinned as I pointed back towards the kitchen. I smiled because of her friend and turned to look back to the well-lit room only to see Sean, holding a drink in his hand and smiling in pleasure as he watched the two of us dance. Well, he mostly watched me dance.

That thought, and the way that his eyes watched my hips and legs in my short dress as I swayed to the music energetically once more stirred the already horny feelings within me. After all, I was a woman, and Sean was good looking, and having an attractive guy watch me dance was bound to stir the heat that already boiled within me. And so, with a playful smile to my friend, I half-rushed, half-danced towards ...

... my boyfriend's friend with my hands out towards him.

"Come dance, Sean!" I called in a light, fun tone as I came closer, noticing his eyes taking my whole body in as I continued to sway gently, something that once more set that heat within me a little higher.

"No, no, no!" my boyfriend's friend replied adamantly as he smiled at me.

"Oh, come on,” I said again as I reached to take hold of his free hand and tried to gently pull him into the lounge.

The contact of his hand in mine seemed to intensify that humming feeling within me, though at that point I was too focused on trying to get him to dance.

"Don't be boring," I added with a little laugh, still trying to gently tug him into the lounge, though it was like tugging a brick wall he was so strong. The sudden bolt of horniness that shot from my pacing heart, deep into my horny pussy at that sensation was definitely noticed, and I felt my cheeks heat a little.

For a moment Sean seemed to hesitate, as if he were going to give in, however just as I thought that he was going to say 'alright', a gleam appeared in his eyes.

“I will come dance if you give me a kiss,” he said with a playful smirk.

I smiled back with an amused smile. “You won’t let that go will you?” I asked amusedly and watched as he shook his head.

For a moment, I seemed to consider it again, though this time my alcohol and lust-fueled thoughts did actually find it a little more tempting than before, especially as he smiled down at me with ...