You Don’t Get To Do That…

Friday night I had arranged with Ben to go clubbing. We were going out late and having pre-drinks at his place. Earlier in the day I had bought myself a new top to wear. I was very aware that it was somewhat see through – I never mind that – but I have to admit I didn’t actually realise just how see through it was until I tried it on… The header image here is a selfie of me wearing it…

I don’t care though, they’re just tits and they’re mine. I’m okay with people seeing and looking – I like it. I wore the top with a short mini-skater skirt and my leather jacket. By the time we got to the club we had decided on it was pretty late and we were both very tipsy. We got some drinks and headed straight for the dance floor. It was packed and we danced for absolutely ages. I was making the most out of being out with him and I was trying to treat him with a few little slut drops and a lot of grinding against him. It was so busy in there and it was so fucking hot! We were both sweating so much. I knew the leather jacket had to come off so I wandered to the cloakroom. On my way back to the dance floor I definitely had a few looks, but like I said I never mind…

We started dancing again and Ben couldn’t take his eyes off me – or more specifically my tits, and I fucking loved it! It was a real turn on for me. I’d get close to him dancing to kiss him and I could feel his boner pressing against his jean trousers. Throbbing and desperate to get out… Ben looked (and smelt) fucking amazing and it was turning me on so much. I wanted him – desperately. I kissed him again and as I pulled away he said in to my ear “There are so many guys staring at you in here” I turned around to look. There was a few, but only a few, and it was hardly surprising considering my tits were basically out! “That’s ok” I said “They can look” and then I turned back around to kiss him again…

A few minutes later, still dancing and flirting I could tell his mind had wandered. “What’s wrong?” I asked him. “I dunno, I guess… why did you smile at that guy over there who’s looking at you?” He asked me. Genuinely confused I said “I didn’t smile at anyone, but that’s ok if I did. I’m allowed” I told him. He remained dancing but fell silent. It changed the mood dramatically. I moved as close to him as I could and put my hands on his waist “You know, you don’t get to do that. You know the rules. I can dress however I want, smile at whoever I want and fuck whoever I want! So can you!” I told him pretty sternly. He looked at me for a second “Fuck, you’re right. I’m sorry I was being a dick” he told me. By this time we were “dancing” again, which in fact had actually degenerated into rubbing against each other. I smiled and kissed him on the lips “That’s okay. Besides, tonight I’m all yours and you get to do anything you want with me” I said smiling. I pressed myself up against him and felt his erection throb against me again, “Anything?” He asked. “Anything!” I replied…

By now the dance floor was heaving and there was little to no space. We didn’t care though. We were having an amazing time pressed up against each other, swaying from side to side and making out. I was still crazily turned on. “Finger me” I said in to his ear. “What?” He replied. I thought at first he hadn’t heard me correctly “Finger me” I said again. “Here?!” He replied. “Yes, here. It’s packed. No one is going to notice. Not even slightly”, “Are you sure?” He asked. “Yes! Fuck, just finger me!” I told him. I was as close to him as I could be and his hand went up my skirt, down my little thong and onto my pussy. Within seconds one finger was inside me “Ahhh” I said very aware nobody could hear me over the music. I grabbed his ass as he started to slide his finger in and out of me. Then he slid another finger in “You’re soaked” he said to me. I kissed him. A long, hard, sexy kiss. “I know” I said with a smile. Still swaying side to side to the music he started to really fuck me with his fingers. They were deep inside my wet pussy and the whole situation was turning me on so fucking much! “Ever made a girl cum on a dance floor?” I asked him “Because you’re about to…”

He started to fuck me hard with his fingers and I was grabbing at him wherever I could “Ahhhh, ahhhh, mmmmm fuck” I was crying out in to his ear. Then he slid a third finger inside me and it was game over “Fuuuuuuckkkkkk” I screamed as I had a huge orgasm in the middle of the dance floor…

I gathered myself together and then we started dancing again before going to the bar for a few drinks… An hour or so later we left to go back to Ben’s apartment where I kept my promise – and let him do whatever he wanted to me… 😉

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