Hello Horny folks. This is Dexter, writing a story after a long time.
This incident of the bachata dance happened with my Bumble date at her friend’s place. Stay tuned for the reading. There is wine, slow dance, hips grinding and lots of steamy stuff enough to put a sauna to shame. Cheers.
So, about me, I am a 25 y/o, 6ft tall guy, bearded, athletic and a regular gym rat. I work in an MNC in Ahmedabad.
This incident happened during the third wave of Covid, at the year-end. No social events were happening. No Salsa/Latin nights were being conducted. Restaurants closed shops early, plus the night curfews.
It was a frustrating period. I was going through a dry run of 4-5 months. With not much offline socializing happening, I reluctantly installed Bumble. Within a few days, I matched with some interesting girls across the city. I interacted with a few, sexting with a couple or so.
But this one girl entirely grabbed my attention and, more so, my dick. So about her. Her name’s Priti (changed slightly for obvious reasons). She was a writer in an IT firm and was into social dancing. We gelled quite well over topics of some books, music, sexuality openness and choice of liquors.
She is a bit tall, around 5’6 and boasts of amazing curves. I was hitting it off with her quite well. After 2-3 days of texting and flirty chats, she invited me to a house party at her friend’s place.
I was excited for the night (duh). I wore a fitting black long-sleeved tee, black trousers and cherry-maroon shoes. Put on a black ring and apply a good amount of cologne.
Tips for guys: Put effort into smelling good. Nothing is as repulsive as a bad smell. Douse a bit of cologne behind your ears, neck, wrists, and upper clothing. Put an effort into the lady you’re meeting.
I showed up with a bottle of wine. It was ‘Dia’, which is sparkling red wine and has a good taste. I reached her on time at the location. It was a bungalow which I got to know later was her friend’s. It was a sort of housewarming party with BYOB.
She greeted me as if she was already waiting for me. The bottle of wine almost slipped through my hand when I laid my sight on her. She was wearing a hot black one-piece. A necklace dangled right to the valley of her sultry breasts.
The dress clung around her body like a second layer of skin. The already amazing photos of her on Bumble did her no justice. She was much sexier in person. I had a hard-on right there and then. She greeted me with a smile and a tight hug.
I reciprocated in kind, and I’m sure she felt my hard-on. She smiled after the hug and said, “Already ready for it? You’ll have to wait for it. The party has just started.”
The party inside was in full swing, and people were already dancing. Some couples were already in a flow and making out while dancing. I greeted her friend and congratulated her on the house. She was hot, too btw. But she had a boyfriend, so I chucked away any thoughts of hitting on her.
I got myself a beer, and she continued with her drink which she was already drinking before I came. We chatted for a while to break the ice since we met for the first time. A few drinks later, we had gotten quite comfortable with each other and getting all touchy and flirting away now and then.
The designated DJ person started playing some salsa/Latin music. I asked her to dance with me. To be honest, I wanted to feel her so much. But I had to control it a bit as 12-15 people were around, and I had met her for the first time.
I pulled her close to me and held her back firmly with the palm of my hand. I started leading her as I was familiar with salsa/bachata dancing. She was enjoying the twirls and movement. I was also teaching her counts. Every time I got a chance to get close to her to speak in her ear, holding her closer to me.
She followed my lead quite well, and now we were very close. The initial strangeness was completely gone. We danced like a long-time couple. I had a hard-on, and I am sure she felt it on her thighs. I occasionally started pulling her closer and closer, whispering, complimenting her.
“You dance quite well. I love the curves of your steps.” I said cheekily.
“Aha? Are you sure it’s just dance steps you’re talking about?” she replied with a wink.
“No. I am talking about all the curves, and I’m lucky that I am getting to experience it, ‘hands on’ at the moment,” I chirped back.
She laughed and said, “Well, I hope you don’t plan on leaving early. Plenty of more curves ahead.”
I understood that she was feeling the same heat as I was. Probably a bit less, but yea. The next song that was put on was a bachata one. And as you guys know, bachata dance is quite a sensual dance form. At that time, the lights were dimmed. Most of them were drunk and not paying much notice to everyone around.
I knew this was the time to take things further as I already had gotten a green signal from her. We refilled our drinks. I was drinking whisky, and she, a vodka cocktail.
We got back to dancing, only this time, I pulled her much closer, my one leg between her legs. I had bent my knees slightly for the better swaying of my hips. This time, I placed my hand on her back firmly and my head next to her.
The counts for bachata dancing are slightly different, and I was leading her. Only this time around, it was more of swaying the hips and grinding. Her delicious-looking breasts were getting crushed to my chest now and then.
I had unbuttoned the top two buttons of my shirt. I made it so she could see my well-defined collarbones and chest muscles. I kept pulling and pushing her closer and closer and then a little far, only to be pulled back to me.
She understood the message. She started grinding her hips. I could smell her cocktail breath. We were making so much eye contact, with lust visible. I kept on kissing her neck, too, to which she kept on emitting light moans. My boner was constantly rubbing her thighs.
I pushed her towards an outer circle, turned and closed the space, so her back was to my chest. My dick was pressing into her ass. She looked back with a lusty look. I kept swaying and grinding her in that position. She also kept pressing her ass back to get more traction.
Placing my hands on her hips, I was grinding on her, forgetting the dancing. All I wanted was this hot girl in front of me, pressing me back on my dick. I turned her around. We started kissing each other like crazy with a second of eye contact as the sex hormones took over.
The next few seconds were a blur. The next thing I knew, she was locking a door to a room. I was taking off my shirt. I pushed her to the wall, pinning her hands above her and kissing her like crazy till we had to get some air to breathe.
“Fuck you, Priti. You’re so hot, and you taste so good. You have been torturing my dick since the time I saw you. Now I can’t wait to be inside you fuck you hard. First, I want to eat my meal,” I said.
I bent down on the floor. I lifted her one piece to her stomach. Her blue panty was already showing a wet patch. I kissed her inner thighs, making her squirm while she was standing. I slipped off her panty. I put both of my hands on her now bare ass cheeks.
I dived into her pussy, eating her out, licking her clit, kissing it now and then. She started moaning like crazy, “What are you doing fucker? This feels so good. Oh, fuck, yea, right there. I am all yours for the taking. Have it all.”
I took that cue and inserted a finger inside her, feeling her pussy walls. I started fingering her. At the same time, nibbling her clit, and inserted a second finger now, fingering her faster and harder.
“Ah, you bastard, I am so wet right now. This is so good. If I had known this was what my pussy would be getting, I would have booked a hotel for the weekend. Keep going. I like this. I am going to cum, don’t stop, ” She said, moaning and out of breath.
I felt her pussy tightening. I knew she was going to cum soon. I then started mauling her ass cheeks with my other hand. I increased my speed of fingering and nibbling her clit. I felt the pussy juice flowing on my lips and beard. I drank almost all of it and then inserted my fingers in her mouth to make her taste it.
She was a bit out of breath, but I was on. I had a raging hard-on that wanted to be free now and fuck her harder. I lifted her off and carried her to the bed, taking off the one piece and all of my clothes.
I got on top of her, and we were smooching like crazy. My hands were busy pinning her down, rubbing her breasts, pressing them harder and softer, kissing her hard nipples, biting them.
“You sexy bitch, you are all mine this night. You are such a goddamn sex goddess. You are going to be treated like that. And then later on, like a slut.” I wrapped one palm around her neck, slowly choking her.
With the other hand, I guided my dick into her pussy in a missionary position and then inserted it all at once, to which she gasped. I placed my thumb in her mouth. I started stroking her hard. Then I pinned both her arms to the side, giving my dick access to her pussy and my mouth to her breasts.
She started moaning more. The room was covered with sounds of her moan and my balls thumping on her pussy. We were sweating but not slowing down. I then lifted her legs and put her ankles on my shoulder. I then started thrusting madly into her, driven madly by lust and the sight of a sexy siren under me.
I was ramming her like crazy. Within a few minutes, I knew I was going to cum. She was closer to orgasm because I felt her pussy walls tightening on my dick.
“I am going to cum soon.”
“Ah, me too, you fucker. Fuck me harder, don’t slow down, don’t stop, rip me apart!”
I took that as a cue and started fucking her with every shed of lust and energy. She was writhing beneath me, her hands plucking the sheets sometimes. Sometimes her nails clawed at my chest. I am sure she left some marks.
“I am cumming,” she moaned loudly. A second later, I felt my dick covered in the wetness of her juices. Before she could relax, I took my dick out and grabbed her head. I shoved my dick in her mouth and started stroking her.
“Ah yes, swallow it, you bitch. Taste how you have made me feel.”
And in a couple of strokes after, I came in her mouth. She drank every drop of it and even licked my dick dry. We both fell to the bed, side by side, panting and sighing.
Later on, I gave her a sensational massage with a scented moisturizer. I’ll tell you how we almost got caught fucking in the common washroom over the next part. Stay tuned for Part-2, for the ride has just started.
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