The Dance

Her tight little asshole fought against my finger. I pushed and her little hole gave way. I slid inside as she gasped in pain. It was hot and soft inside. Still hard around the entrance, the clench, as if she was still pretending she hadn’t just let a complete stranger inside her darkest, most private entrance.

Other dancers on the dance floor didn’t notice.

I waved my finger inside her, as if bragging that I could push her flesh in any direction I wanted while the people around us didn’t even notice.

My thumb slid inside her pussy. There was no resistance there. That had been wet for some time. Ready for some time. Two of her holes, filled with my fingers.

She’d been jerking my cock for over a minute. Other dancers had noticed. Women bouncing to the beat had looked at my rock hard dick and smiled. They hadn’t approached me. They hadn’t tried to get it. They just looked and smiled at it, enjoying the view.

Now my fingers were inside the woman who had a grip of me. I was testing her holes. I was stretching her. She knew it too. She looked at me with an angry smirk.

It was about to happen.

I pulled my fingers out and turned her around. The dancers jumped around us, tribal, erotic.

I aimed my cock at the small tight hole between her soft ass cheeks. I pulled her body back against me.

Pain flushed her body as my cock stretched her open. She didn’t stop me.

I pushed against the small tight ring of muscle at the centre of her soft beautiful body.

Her torso shuddered.

Her asshole gave up the fight. My cock moved in.

Wider.

Wider.

The tight ring stretched around me, causing her to moan in pleasure as my cock burned with the warmth of her insides.

I was fucking a complete stranger in the ass on the middle of the dance floor.

She kept dancing somehow. Her hair tossing back and forth with the music. My cock pushed in and in. I wasn’t dancing. I was just pushing. Fucking.

I confess I didn’t last long.

The beat. The music. The dancing. The people. The hard ring around my cock. The hot deep warmth of her body. I went in and out. I lost count of the amount of times I pumped her.

Then my body filled her with cum. Waves and waves. Again and again.

She knew. She received it. She moaned in pleasure.

I grew dizzy. I held her. I slowly withdrew my cock from her ass.

She kept dancing somehow.

The crowd swallowed her, as if celebrating her.

And just like that, the woman I fucked was gone.