We found ourselves a small space to dance in, and when I say small, I mean really small. Like, just big enough for two people. So we started dancing, and everyone was so tightly packed together that we couldn’t help touching. Here and there, our breasts rubbed together, or our hips made contact, or a hand touched a thigh. I didn’t think much of it; I was feeling really good and just enjoying the moment, and the heat from the bodies and the movement of mine dancing.
So it was some surprise when Karen leaned close and said, “This is how we drive the guys crazy.” She motioned for me to turn so that my back was to her, then she stepped in and pressed her body into mine. I kind of figured what she was going to do, but I had no idea how far it would go. Her arms came around in front of me and one rested on my flat stomach while the other went to my hip and directed it to move. Slowly, I felt her pelvis grind into my butt, and her hand pressed my hip to follow her motions. So, I began grinding my hips as she was doing, and I leaned back into her.
I could feel the heat from her body and the lithe motion of her toned muscles against mine. Her head leaned slightly forward, and I leaned mine back, and I could feel her hot breath on my neck. Slowly, her hands began a motion of their own, first slowly caressing the front of my body as they slid upward over my breasts. I moaned then, softly, though, so no one else could hear. Karen heard, though, since my mouth was right near her ear. Then her hands slid back down, slowly over my belly and down my thighs. As they came back up, her fingernails lightly traced my inner thighs, all the way up to where they came together, but just barely missing my crotch. I sucked air in through my teeth as I enjoyed the pleasurable sensation of her touch.
At this point, I had myself convinced that we were just play-acting, pretending to be hot for each other in order to get the guys all hot and bothered. But then, after her hands had caressed my tits a second time and brought my nipples to hardness, they slid back down to my thighs again. This time, on they way back up, one hand stopped at the top of my thigh, while the other moved back up to my breast. The lower hand then slid itself in between my legs and began rubbing my pussy through the leather.
Instantly, heat sprang up in my breasts, my belly, and my pussy simultaneously. I had never before even considered being with another woman, but suddenly, I knew I wanted Karen. I made a quick check to see where Jenna was, but she was nowhere in sight. Our table was completely blocked by a wall of people, some watching eagerly the spectacle before them. As soon as I was certain that Jenna couldn’t see me like this, I turned my mouth back to Karen’s ear and moaned loudly.
“Mmmmmm, somebody likes this,” she observed in a devilish voice.
“What makes you say that?” I replied, then wrapped my lips around her ear and sucked on the lobe. Now it was Karen’s turn to moan.
“I think we should call it an early night,” Karen said, still rubbing my pussy.
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