Dancing the Night Away, Part 1

Jace had his hands on Val’s hips, and he was enjoying himself immensely. The slightly younger girl was grinding on him, her curvy, round ass pressed back against his rock hard dick as she swayed to the music.

Her thick hips felt great in his hands, and she rolled her hips in a circle, pushing her sizable derrière backwards into him. One of Jace’s hands slid off her hips and traveled up her shirt, dragging across her flat stomach until it reached one of her large tits.

Val sucked in a breath as Jace squeezed her tit, and she picked up a new fervor with her grinding, and Jace wished desperately his dick wasn’t in his pants at the moment, that he could bend Val over and slam inside her.

“Fuck, I’ve been thinking of you all week.” Val moaned. Jace squeezed her hip with one hand her tit with the other.

“I’ve been thinking of you, too. Your tits, seeing them on Monday… they’re fucking burned into my brain.” Jace growled in Val’s ear, making the younger girl shiver.

“Good.” Val said eagerly, “I want my body to always be on your mind.”

“A little horny, aren’t you?” Jace chuckled.

“Yes!” Val whined as Jace’s fingers toyed with her nipple, “I wanted you to fuck me back on Monday, but Mom interrupted.”

“Mmm, I didn’t know that. I bet you were pissed.” Jace chuckled.

“Furious.” Val nodded a little breathlessly. Jace lowered his head to her neck and began to kiss the sensitive skin there, planting hard kisses and teasing licks there. Each one had Val gasping, and his head traveled further around her to kiss her collarbone. He’d have gone for her cleavage if he could reach, but he couldn’t, and he didn’t want her ass off his straining erection anytime soon.

Val’s hips started shaking harder, and Jace groaned low in his throat as Val turned around, hips still shaking. Jace’s hand slid from her shirt and he gripped both her hips with both hands as they danced. Val’s body fit perfectly up against Jace’s, and he grabbed big handfuls of her ass as she ground her tits against his chest. Val’s lips found Jace’s neck this time, and she seemed to be doing her best to leave him a hickey while he pawed at her ass.

Jace pressed his erection into Val, right where her pussy was clothed, and it was clearly getting a reaction as her hands on him tightened.

Jace gave Val’s fat ass a spank, and he enjoyed the sexy yelp she let out.

“Naughty.” Val panted, and she went low, dragging her tits up and down his chest, her blue eyes smoldering with fiery lust.

“Attagirl!” a voice that was unmistakably Skylar’s cheered, and Val flushed just slightly as Skylar passed by, dragging James with her.

She didn’t stop, though, which Jace was very grateful for. If Sky had interrupted things, he might just have gone over there and killed her.

———

Amy was unsure how she was meant to be dancing with Evan.

A lot of the people around her were very close and very touchy, but Amy certainly wasn’t sure about that.

“I don’t know what I’m doing.” Amy confessed to Evan, who laughed.

“It’s fine, I’ll lead.” Evan said, and he hooked his fingers through the belt loops of the jean short shorts Amy wore, then tugged her close. Amy flushed as she bumped up against Evan’s muscled chest, and she flushed harder when his hands lightly cupped her hips.

“Now sway them, to the music.” Evan instructed, and a blushing Amy nervously tried to obey. She closed her eyes and tried to get in rhythm with the music. It was a fast song, one that had Amy breathing hard as she swung her hips to the beat of the music.

“That’s it.” Evan murmured encouragingly, and Amy’s cheeks warmed. She put her hands on Evan’s arms to keep her steady, and his hands on her hips tightened. She looked at him, at his strangely intense blue eyes, and she felt her hands trembling, so she squeezed Evan’s arms tighter.

Amy looked at the pair next to her, and that girl had her boobs pressed against the guy Amy figured was her boyfriend, but Amy didn’t think she should do that, Evan probably wouldn’t appreciate it, he might think she was weird. They weren’t dating or anything.

Evan grabbed her and spun her around, and Amy found herself giggling as Evan spun her. His arm slipped around her waist and she was pulled back into him.

“E-Evan.” Amy gasped in surprise as his lips found her cheek.

“Something wrong?” Evan asked, touching her hips again.

Amy was blushing furiously now, and she felt Evan’s phone pushing against one of her butt cheeks, but she shook her head, red waves bouncing.

“No.” Amy murmured, and Evan’s lips traveled to her jaw, which made Amy gasp again.

His fingers slid up her shirt a little bit to her stomach, and they hooked in the waistline of her shorts, making her blush. His other hand mirrored that movement, and then Amy and Evan were dancing very closely together. There was his phone again, she realized, then his lips touched her neck, and her heart felt like it might beat out of her chest.

The song ended, and it left Amy standing there panting, Evan still holding her by the shorts, his arms wrapped around her and his lips very near her throat.

He let go of her then, and spun her around so she faced him.

“You’re bright red.” Evan laughed.

Amy fanned her face embarrassedly.

“Let’s get you something to drink, Dancing Queen.” Evan winked. Amy nodded eagerly. She was parched!

Evan led Amy over to the bar, where a tanned guy gave Amy a big smile. His eyes flicked down several times to her top, which made her blush lightly. Could he tell it was for a grown woman?

“What can I get for you, Amy?” the bartender asked. Amy was surprised he knew her name, and she stumbled a little on her words. Evan’s arm slid around her waist, and she gazed up at him with surprise, her green eyes wide at the almost possessive way he held her.

“We’ll do two beers.” Evan said. The bartender’s smile dropped, and he nodded glumly. He went and made them quickly, and handed Amy’s to her, their fingers brushing. Amy gave him a grateful smile, and the bartender set Evan’s cup down on the bar, making Evan glare as he had to grab it himself while Amy had been handed hers.

“Thanks!” Amy said brightly, but Evan tugged her away before the bartender could respond.

Evan led Amy to one of the many couches around the grand main room in the mansion that Skylar Wayne lived in, and the two sat down together.

“Why’d you grab me like that in front of him?” Amy asked curiously. Evan gave her a grin and he pulled her closer, his lips gliding along her cheek, making her flush crimson.

“Did it bother you?” Evan asked. Amy shook her head.

“N-no.” she stammered, and Evan’s smile grew. Amy took a drink from her cup with a shaky hand while Evan leaned in and kissed her neck. Amy shivered at the sensation, and she jolted a little when she felt Evan’s hand on her thigh.

“Evan.” Amy whined in a tone she’d never heard herself use before, and it surprised her.

“Yes?” Evan whispered in her ear.

“W-what are you doing?” Amy trembled with some strange heat. There was warmth between her thighs, and her nipples were hardening. What was happening to her?

“Nothing much.” Evan murmured, and he nibbled her earlobe.

Amy’s hands were shaking, and she drank more of her beer, wincing at the taste and not enjoying it, but it was something mechanical to do. Before she knew it, her cup was empty, though, and she leaned forwards to set the cup on the coffee table. When she leaned back against the couch, Evan pulled her close and she felt his breathing on her cheek. She was partially pulled into his lap, and his phone was poking her thigh again.

“Evan.” Amy moaned, as the black-haired boy’s lips found her neck. He kissed and licked her neck, each one sending shivers down her spine. Her fingers scrambled at him for something to grab, and she yelped when his phone slid from poking into her thigh to going between them.

“Yo-your phone.” Amy blew out a breath, her body tingling from the sensation of his phone. Evan laughed.

“That’s not my phone, Amy.” Evan murmured, and he took her hand and led it down to what she’d thought was his phone. Amy’s jaw dropped, and she scrambled back.

“Amy-” Evan tried, but Amy kept stumbling backwards, nearly tripping over someone.

“I hear Aiden calling me!” Amy blurted, and dashed away.

Evan raised his eyebrows, and settled back, disgruntled. He was raging hard from his time spent with the sexy ginger.

———

Dana was swaying to the music, with arms wrapped around her stomach and a girl laughing in her ear.

Ruby was also swaying to the music, her medium sized breasts squished against Dana’s back and the two girls were both laughing as they had a fun time dancing together. Ruby grabbed Dana’s hand and spun her around like one might in a ballroom dance, and then Ruby dipped Dana.

“And here I thought you were the southern belle.” Dana giggled when Ruby pulled her back up.

“Dip me, then.” Ruby smirked, and Dana obliged, sending the girls into another fit of laughter.

Ruby grabbed Dana’s hips and danced very exaggeratedly. Dana laughed, getting into the spirit of things. The two girls danced together, shaking their tits a little as they bounced to the beat.

Ruby gave Dana’s ass a slap, and Dana yelped, delivering one back to Ruby’s firm ass, which made the redhead grin. Ruby bumped Dana with her hip, and spun around to twerk on Dana.

“C’mon, really?” Dana giggled, and Ruby winked over her shoulder before beginning to grind her ass against Dana.

“Get into the spirit of it, D.” Ruby urged, and Dana grabbed Ruby’s hips.

“There you go!” Ruby whooped with a laugh, and she really pressed her ass back against Dana. Ruby reached up around her and put a hand on the back of Dana’s head, pulling it down to her neck. Ruby turned her head and gave Dana a kiss on the cheek, one which Dana playfully returned. Ruby spun around, grabbed Dana’s hips, and mashed their racks together.

“Ruby!” Dana exclaimed as Ruby’s hands slid back to squeeze Dana’s ass tightly.

“Yes, baby?” Ruby raised a brow, licking her lips.

“What are you doing?” Dana asked as Ruby kept groping Dana’s ass. Dana shifted a bit in Ruby’s grasp, feeling herself get aroused. Why was she getting aroused?! It was just Ruby!

“Nothing.” Ruby murmured, and she leaned in, but Dana panicked and moved backwards.

“Dana-” Ruby tried, but Dana had already fled from her arousal. She caught a glimpse of a handsome blonde boy, dancing very intimately with a chesty black haired girl, and Dana made a beeline for her big brother.