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Warm and wet on the dance floor - part 1

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Here's an absolutely true story to mark my official entrance into this fantastic online community.A few years ago I attended a big corporate party thrown by all of our company's advertising and media agencies. It was held at the Chicago House of Blues. We had the main bar and stage area cordoned off for our little soire. These sorts of corporate events usually bore me because typically you need to be on your best behavior when your boss (and bosses boss) are around. But this party was different. There must have been 300 people in attendance, the bar was open, the band was loud and there was a lot of mingling with the regular crowd there. On top of that, the advertising industry is packed with young, hip and very good looking reps, so it didn't feel much like a corporate event at all. So, I had been drinking at the bar for some time, making small talk with a few account execs when we were joined by a young, hot media sales rep. Our small group pulled her into the conversation and I quickly picked up a very sexy and adventurous vibe from her. A few drinks later the two of us were on the dance floor. The club started to get pretty full so in between songs we sort of stood on the fringes, very close to one another chatting about a variety of topics. And as you would expect from a story posted here, the topic turned to sex. I was telling her about how sexually conservative my ex-girlfriend was and the problems that caused in our relationship. Melissa (my new friend) fully commiserated with my problem. She told me that she really felt bad for women who were so tightly closed with their sexuality. We then started to discuss some of her more adventurous experiences. I probed her (so to speak) on my favorite all time topic -- female bisexual experiences -- and she told me about how she had had her first only the previous year. It was with a co-worker and she had never mentioned it to anyone, let alone a stranger.The music started and we continued the conversation while slow dancing close and pressing tightly against one another. I brought my mouth close to her ear and breathlessly whispered, "I can just imagine you lying between the smooth legs of another woman. Smelling her, and finally tracing your tongue along her lips, running it in circles around her clit." I asked her, "How did it taste? How did it feel to have your mouth and lips engulfed in the warm, moist center of this other woman?" Melissa was really starting to get worked up by this point. Her eyes were closed and she whispered back something like, "It was the sweetest thing I have ever tasted. I loved it." By this point my cock was hard in my slacks. As we danced, I asked her if she could feel how excited her story made me. She reached down and slid her fingertips up and down the outline of my hard cock. "You really are" she said. And then, in turn I asked her if our conversation was making her wet? She said, "Oh yeah, I'm soaked." I then replied, "Show me." She looked a little surprised (just a little) and asked, "Here? How?" I told her that the room was crowded and dark and that I wanted her to surreptitiously slide her fingers under her skirt, underneath her panties and into her pussy so that she could show me just how wet she was. I could tell that this excited her. She looked quickly around to make sure no one was watching. She pulled into me tighter with one arm while sliding her other hand down the front of her skirt as requested. As I held her on the dance floor, I looked into her face and after a moment saw her mouth open slightly, her eyes close and I heard her let out a low, soft moan. And while I obviously couldn't see what was going on down below, it was clear that she was enjoying the feel of her fingers sliding into her super-charged pussy. After a moment more of grinding her hand and pelvis into my groin, she stopped and slowly pulled her hand out from inside her skirt. I could tell that she was being careful not to lose any of the wonderful juices she had collected. I said to her, "Let me see." And she raised her hand with her first and middle fingers outstretched and glistening in the low light of the club. Now, what happened next wasn't planned. It was a complete compulsion on my part -- and I think, inevitable. What started as a highly charged flirtation and exhibition suddenly turned into a truly intimate moment for the both of us as I gently took her hand, brought her fingers to my lips and sucked them both into my mouth. The combination of tasting her while watching the heated flush spread across her face as I did this was almost overwhelming. She slid her fingers out of my mouth and with a complete look of lust lunged forward and kissed me long and deep, tasting herself on my tongue. We were both on fire for one another at this point and I couldn't tell you if anyone in the crowd - or God forbid one of my co-workers -- saw this little exchange. All we knew was that we needed more...........And that, my new-found community, is a story for another day. This seriously was my first such post anywhere and I would love to hear feedback, especially from the women members of whispering lily.

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