Chapter 8
by georgetasker
What now?
Hit the dance floor
You take Anna by the hand and lead her onto the dance floor where there are lots of other couple's bumping and grinding to a thumping techno beat. You've never been much of a dancer, but the fact you're with such a beautiful and sexy woman gives you courage. Besides, in the situation you and Anna Nicole Smith are in now she can't exactly leave you just because you can't dance anyway.
As you wiggle around in an imitation of dancing you watch Anna. She is a great dancer, moving her voluptuous body in time with the beat, somehow undulating her curves in the most sexual manner you can imagine. She seems to be getting into it and presses herself against you, her full breasts squashing against your chest as she rubs herself against you.
You give a small inaudible groan of pleasure as her thigh brushes your groin. Anna then turns and presses her back against you. At this point to hold her hips, enjoying her womanly curves and pulling her back against you so that you grind the bulge of your crotch into her rounded ass. Anna reaches her hands up above her head and behind your neck to hold you close, the position causing her already outthrust breasts to jut out further. Unable to help yourself you slide your hands up her sides and cup the undersides of her breasts through her blouse. She gives a moan, pressing her ass back against you as you squeeze her tits.
"Hello big boy," she breathes turning to face you, her arms around your neck. As Anna leans in a kisses you, taking your breath away your hands slide around to squeeze her ass. You moan as her tongue flicks into your mouth tasting you and your groping hands knead the warm cheeks of her buttocks.
You pull her in even closer against you, your hands holding her ass as you grind your throbbing crotch against her pubic mound, feeling her heat through the tight black trousers she has on.