Sex On The Dance Floor Novels & Stories

The angle made me cry out in pleasure. Chloe moved to straddle my face. I eagerly licked her pussy while Derrick railed me. Marcus stood beside us, stroking his cock, occasionally pushing it into Chloe’s mouth. The room was filled with the wet sounds of sex, skin slapping skin, moans, dirty talk, and the occasional squirt. “Switch,” Jax called out after a while. They rearranged like a well-practiced dance. I ended up riding Liam on the couch while Sophia sat on his face. Elena was between Derrick and Marcus, sucking one cock while the other fucked her from behind. Chloe was on her back on the floor, Jax between her legs, fucking her slow and deep.

The champagne definitely helped remove any of her inhibitions. As the song went on, their moves turned into pure sex on the dance floor. Kat was fairly certain that the way he was pulling her hips into his was illegal in several countries. Yet, it was still just dancing. Kat could only imagine what kind of a lover Mr. Sexy-wink was. If he was half as good in bed as he was out on the dance floor, she was fairly certain that he would blow her mind.

People were pinning each other to the wall, clawing at their clothes, and looking like they could do it right there. Adam placed his hand on my waist, too damn close to my ass as he led me deeper into the room. With the disco lights bouncing off everywhere and people of all sexualities dancing and grinding lewdly on the dancefloor or kissing furiously in the corners, the place spelled nothing but 'sin.' “Wow, this is quite a place.” I told Adam, having to shout over the forte music blaring from unseen speakers. “Yep.” Grabbing my hand, he began pulling me past the dancefloor.

I've been high on the aphrodisiac that is Huxley all day. This afternoon we did our relationship dance, where each of us toyed with the idea of becoming more but pulled back at the last moment. Tonight, working in the club, our dance has been different. Noah set up strobe lights on the stage today to make a dizzying effect for the hard rock bands playing. The lights flicker and the music pounds in my soul. Huxley's body moved stiffly at first, not ready to give in to the beat, but now an hour later our bodies flow together to the music as his hands explore a small section of exposed skin at the top of my pants. I raise my hands and wrap around his neck backward.

Some easy chairs, a private bar and glass frontage that overlooks the main dance floor. The club itself has four dance floors and a basement dungeon where the real shit happens. I’ll save that for another time. For tonight, I need to ease Roxy into this scene. She looks around in wonderment as she fixes her eyes on a couple on one of the sofas below us. They are making out with the woman’s legs wrapped around the guys waist. “Are they? Are they having sex in front of everyone?” Her voice is shocked as people stand around the couple watching and touching each other up.

"I'm Ally." "I'm Nate," he replied. "Wanna dance?" Taking my hand in his, he led me out onto the floor, my previous pain now completely forgotten as the alcohol, combined with my close proximity to this sexy man, took over. We stayed like that for a long time; dancing, touching, but rarely talking. The dancefloor wasn't the place for meaningful conversation, nor was now the time. As each song passed, the two of us got closer and our moves became gradually more daring. His hands were on my ass, while mine ran through his silky hair. I blamed it on the songs, which were getting increasingly sexual, only adding to the feeling of arousal inside of me.

She was dancing totally uninhibitedly and like moths to a flame she was instantly surrounded by hot sexy guys and she deliberately provoked them. They gripped her hips thrusting against her slender body leaving her in no doubt as to what they wanted feeling daring she deliberately rubbed herself against their hard bodies running her hands across their chests gazing into their eyes and licking her lips. She was playing with fire and she knew it, she could see the Bouncers hovering at the edge of the dance floor they knew who she was and they knew what Caleb would do if anyone tried to touch her. Trina did not care, she finished the second bottle of champagne and danced even wilder, grabbing t

My waist continued to twril and sway according to the rhythm of the hip hop music, which was loud enough to blur out any other sound. Smokes filled the air from cigarettes. Most people were on the dance floor dancing with their partners, while the blue led lights filled the room making it look romantic. Not for me, this place wasn't a place for romance, everyone with their ulterior motives, nothing genuine and pure. Just sex and orgasms not love and forevers. On the pool for strippers, we were four.

Of my body and mind, soon we'll be making it, honey I'll be feeling fine, You're my medicine, open up and let me in Darling, you're so great, I can't wait for you to operate I can't wait for you to operate When I get this feeling I need sexual healing Oh when I get this feeling I need sexual healing I gotta have sexual healing, darling 'Cause I'm all alone S*x*al healing, darling Till you come back home I started dancing by swirling my backside in a sexy way to the guys, I rolled and twerked to the music without giving a gaze at my opponent. I rolled and rolled my body seductively making the guys roar in excitement as I swirl to the music. Every single guy in the club has all moved to the ri