Sex

Emily's hips rock against your bulge, her skirt seems to barely cover her as she moves. You place your hands on her hips to squeeze her and lean down to kiss the skin of neck, resting as it is so tantalisingly close to your face. You keep your hands moving roaming down to undo your jeans as you kiss Emily's neck. You pull your already hard cock out and hold your shaft with one hand, with the other you grasp Emily's hip again. You gently encourage her motion but continue allowing her lead. She slides herself further back so that her skirt covers your lap. While still gyrating in time she lines her hole over your throbbing member and you feel the dampness of her against your head. Did she take her panties off when she set up for the dance or was she just never wearing any? She hums softly in appreciation of the feeling of you at her opening but doesn't let it interupt how her body still sways to the music. Her right hand reaches back to your side and she runs it up, behind your shoulder and into your hair, encouraging you to kiss her neck again. You moan softly into her skin and she presses down on you. A moment of tension and then you both gasp as your hard cock slides into her. She speeds up her motion, a full rotation of her hips now taking two beats of the song rather than four. Each rotation slides her opening up and down your shaft. She moans each time she pushes down on you.

You run your hands up her body, squeezing her breasts over her dress and then fiddling to undo another couple of buttons. With the added freedom to work, you pull the fabric of her dress down, without a bra her soft breasts spill free to rest in the palms of your hands. You squeeze, the fingers of each hand pushing into the ample flesh of each of Emily's breasts. She keeps riding you, her fingers twining through your hair. Fucking you and pushing both of you closer to overloading. With your left hand you keep squeezing her breast, while you slide your right up, over the bare skin of her neck and past. Your index finger rests on her lips and she opens her mouth, inviting you in. You slide your index and ring finger between her lips and she closes her mouth and sucks gently on them. Her tongue gently laps at your fingertips and her motion changes from dancing to be more like bouncing on you. Faster now, up and down on your shaft, her ass pressed against your chest. You realise the song has finished and the only sound is the music of Emily's soft moans around your fingers and her body meeting yours. You're straining inside her and suddenly, you reach of point of release. You gasp and shudder and Emily stops, she releases your fingers as her mouth falls open. She makes only little gasps and wiggles as she rides her high, feeling your cock twitching as you unload deep inside her.

As you come down she kisses your fingers and you pull them from between her lips, a small trail of saliva connecting you both for a moment longer as you pull away. You help Emily as she lifts herself from you, she gives a twirl then bends down to give you a breathless kiss on the lips, both of her hands running through your hair again. You see your seed running down her leg but she doesn't seem to care.

"So..." she gasps, catching her breath "... what did you think?"
"That was amazing!" You breath heavily yourself, matching her.
"Thank you! Phew... that was quite a workout... I haven't been this sweaty since I ordered the pepper platter at Abigail's graduation fiesta!" You raise your eyebrows at her, that's what she wants to talk about right now?! "One sec!" She grabs your beer glass and tucks it behind the bar to handle tomorrow, fixing her dress as she walks back.
"...Well I better take a shower," she looks down at you with a smile. "And I think you should too. Thanks for watching." She winks and you tuck yourself back into your clothes. As you stand she tucks the chair back away, giving it a quick wipe down with her skirt, catching some of your cum without concern for the garment. You head out together and she locks the door behind you both. Emily waves goodbye cheerily and abruptly skips off back to her house. You shake your head in surprise, waving goodbye to her retreating back.
Fortunately it's late enough that you don't bump into anyone on your way home and have to come up with and excuse for your state. You shower as Emily suggested and flop, exhausted, into bed.