Sexcapade — Club Comfort Room Scorcher

Posted by Saucy Sexy on September 17th, 2005 filed in Erotic Tales |

It was pay day weekend, and as a result, my boyfriend and I were gung ho about dancing the night, or should I say, the early morning hours away. Since we haven’t seen each other during the whole week, I wanted to surprise him with by wearing something really mouth watering.

The result was a beaded top that left my back bare and a short flirty skirt that flew up whenever I moved. His eyes lit up appreciatively, and I knew we were going to have a lot of teasing fun on the dance floor. Pretty soon, we used the excuse of the crowded throng to get really close, making sure that our bodies rubbed against each other continuously.

Hearing my fave track coming on the speakers, it inspired me to gyrate wantonly against the lower pelvic regions of my soon panting boyfriend. He urgently pressed himself against me, grabbing my hips and letting me feel the hard on that I caused, which only inspired me to move my hips even more in all directions possible.

I even slithered down his body, making sure to make my face go level with his crotch, tormenting him with the impossibilities. After several minutes of this teasing action, he urgently grabbed my arm and was soon leading me insistently away from the dance floor.

My unsaid question was soon answered when we ended up in front of the comfort room door. Thankfully, by some miracle, there was no waiting line, but there was a person inside.

To my chagrin, another girl soon lined up behind my boyfriend, making me think that we weren’t going to proceed with whatever naughty plan he had thought of. But my boyfriend motioned me to go inside when the previous occupant left. Catching on, I went in, and after what seemed like a reasonable amount of time, opened the door to let my boyfriend in.

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