I’ve posted about my dancefloor tactics before, but since combining them with dirty talk they’re become pretty deadly.
This past Friday night after a Match.com date where I got LMR, I headed out (feeling really horny) to one of my favorite spots where I’ve pulled at least 5 times within the last year.
As I was sitting down observing everyone, I’d occasionally glance over and watch a group of girls dancing near me between some tables that I think are celebrating a birthday party. As I get up to walk around, one of them (about an HB8) positions herself in front of me as I attempt to stroll through them and she starts dancing right there in front of me. How could I pass up such a blatant IOI? (Note: I’ve been getting a lot more of them lately since sporting some fly fedora hats.)
She had been drinking (but wasn’t drunk) and we start dancing, holding hands, interlocking fingers, dancing cheek to cheek, etc. Since the music was so loud there were really no words spoken except for me busting on her about almost falling on her ass when she “got low” 😉 She attempted to kiss me a couple times, but I didn’t let her and I gave her my cheek (away from her friends) because I didn’t want any of her friends see her trying to kiss me and then come in to cockblock.
After dancing a while near her friends, trying to get them comfortable with my presence, I suggested we move to the dance floor. She invited her friends to come, but they didn’t want to and gave her the brush off to go by herself. Perfect, because this place as a REALLY dark section where I’ve moved quite a few girls to do some pretty dirty things to them.
The dancing gets really sexual, we start kissing, and she starts putting her hands up my back underneath my shirt and down the back of my pants, feeling my bare ass. As we’re dancing more, I put the back of her hands on my crotch over my jeans to see what she would do. Since she kept them there and didn’t pull them away, I knew it was on.
A little bit later I pulled my pants forward and put her hands down the front my pants. Of course a handjob ensued. Then I had her turn around to face the wall and put both of her hands on it as I explored that certain warm, wet, dark crevice of her body inside her pants.
I’ve played with this many times before and as long as it’s really dark, the girl is really turned on, and no one can really see what you’re doing, you can get away with quite a bit on a dark and crowded dance floor.
Let me emphasize that I wouldn’t have attempted to put my hands down her pants if she hadn’t of started touching my skin under my clothing in some way and given me a handjob.
I suggested that we “go take a walk” and she agreed. We talked on the other side of an office building next-door and ducked into a dark corner. We started making out heavily, feeling each other out, nibbling on ears and necks, etc. I shoved my hands down her pants again and started using the infamous “hook” that has been so successful in making women squirt. She’s going crazy and I start in with the dirty talk. I start saying shit like “Fuck, your pussy feel so good!”, “I want to fuck you so bad right now.”, “I want to stick my dick so deep inside you right now!”, “You want me to fuck you right now don’t you?”, etc. If I felt it at the moment, I said it.
She gets so fuckin’ turned on that low and behold this girl starts unbuttoning her pants, drops them to her knees, turns around and sticks her bear ass out at me. WTF!!! I could hear people walking close by and as I turned around I could see them. I kept hoping that they couldn’t see this shit going down in this dark corner.
So what did I do? I reached in my mint box for a condom (you gotta get a mint box to carry around with you to store condom in), strapped on a jimmy and attempted to fuck her. I say attempted because my shit didn’t get fully hard because I was worrying about get caught by some… like the cops for instance. I kept thinking that someone was bound to see this shit, while also thinking that this was some pretty exciting shit!
Anyway, after a few strokes and not feeling satisfied with my performance, I told her to pull up her pants and I moved her to the backseat of my car to finish the job.
Since we had been gone so long, most of her friends had left and the only one that remained freaked out a little. We played it of though by saying we were just dancing and went outside to cool off. Her friend said she wasn’t going to leave our sides, but she ended up hooking up with some guy and getting a ride home with him.
We started dancing again, kinoing each other, making out, etc. Some drunk women came up to us and started telling us how she had a husband and 4 kids, how she needs to go out and have fun sometimes, how she wanted to watch us dance sexy together, and how we should go home and have sex. Later she mentioned how she wanted to watch us fuck. I told her “You should have been here 10 minutes ago and you could have watched us out in my car.” I think that kind of called her bluff because she kind just faded off in the distance after that.
At one point during this whole ordeal I asked her if she like girls and she said yes. She even tried to kiss the drunk married woman, but the attempt failed. I told her that we should find another girl to take home with us and she got a big smile on her face. I may possibly have a woman on my hands that I can hunt for other girls with for a threesome.
After we stopped dancing, we stood by the bar for a while and I figured I’d better start giving her some non-sexual attention or I might lose and chance of seeing this girl again. Since I didn’t know anything about her I started commenting on how cute she was and how much I liked her style. It went over pretty well.
She checked her phone and saw that one of her friends who had left had sent her a text saying that she and “her friend” (me) could come over and spend the night. She asked me if I wanted to spend the night with her at her friend’s house and I agreed. So off we went and more sex ensued in the spare bedroom of her friends place.
So this situation is a little backwards and I’m now trying building comfort since I don’t know shit about her. I know what city she lives in (asked for logistical reasons), but I don’t know what she does for a living, what she’s passionate about, how she knows her friends… nothing. I didn’t know until after I fucked her at her friend’s house that she had a teenage son.
Peace out.