The dancing queen

You are unable to pull your eyes away from the dance floor. As you watch the so-called sex goddess dance, you become increasingly impressed. She seems to have perfect control on the dance floor, and the more you watch, the more affect she has on you.

You can tell that she's toying with the person in front of her. He fades compared to her...she is radiant and strong…luring all who watch to be in her presence. Her dancing lures you to her, she has already induced your state of arousal. She sees you coming, and she actually smiles. She then moves into you, pressing her body against yours while holding the beat. You feel the music take over you and meet her moves rythmically. She appears to accept you, while you enjoy how your bodies gyrate in full synchronization to the music. The sexual tension rises.

The dance floor is where the animals come out to play. The atmosphere is hot, sensual and active, you still have a handle on it. From up close her physical attraction is undeniable, especially now that you are moving in time with physical perfection. You are aware of her scent and its ability to hinder you clarity of thought. You are staring at her perfect figure. She knows you are staring and unmistakenly know the effect she has on others. You press into her, there is unmistakably a rather large bulge in your trousers. This has no affect on her as she continues her sensual dance with you.

The attraction must be mutual, you are sure of it. You whisper into her ear complimenting her and how she moves. She puts her finger to your mouth to quiet you and continues her dance. The rhythm and her movement captivate you, make you lose your sense of time. Every little mannerism, the rolling of her hips, her smooth movement to the beat is perfectly sexy. You fantasise about her personality, every fiber in your body wants to fuck her. She exudes sex. Her pure, unadulterated sex appeal has you trying to fuck her through your clothes in some form of dance.

Your hand moves slowly, up along her hips, discreetly caressing her thighs. The passion of the dance keeps mounting, already your breath is ragged. Your manual explorations continue until you have her hands on her ass. There you let your hands rest, squeeze and push your hard-on into her, clenching your ass cheeks and releasing a sigh "ugh". For the first time she says something...

“You’re new here” her breathy voice makes everything she says sound like a lusty come-on. She doesn’t expect a reply, but you respond anyway...