I met Jane a few years back at my friend’s house. I was curious about her right away. Unusually, Jane looked straight into my eyes, not staring but more with curiosity, as if asking, ‘Who are you, David? What makes you tick?’ There was no sexual tension at all, just genuine interest, I think. We spoke maybe for half an hour before she had to leave.
Interestingly, even after this short encounter, there was some void after she left. I could not really explain to myself why, but curiously, I missed her presence right away… I made no effort to get in touch as she had a boyfriend at the time, and I had relationships here and there, and kids on top of that took all my time.
We live in the same small town, and our paths have crossed several times, meeting on the street, exchanging a couple of words – small talk, not more than that. But strangely, I always felt that there was some invisible magnet that pulled us to the same spot so we would meet. A few years have passed.
One day, flipping through one of the dating sites, I stumbled upon a cute photo of Jane. She looked carefree and happy. Without thinking twice, I texted her through the app to ask her if she was now properly single.
The answer intrigued me. She said she was seeing someone but didn’t believe it would last, and in any case, it was not an exclusive relationship anyway. We chatted onsite, then on text, for a few weeks as friends, talking about life but not going into private lives that much.
One Saturday, I was planning to get my crew (two of my friends – Bernie and Frank) and head to the local restaurant for a bite to eat and maybe go after to the clubs in the town, ten minutes away. Suddenly, I thought that Jane could be a great addition to this crew. She is single, fun, very outgoing, and happy to hang out with the group of boys. I also thought the boys would enjoy her company – we can chat about relationships, and she always has an interesting take on things. Jane was happy to join the crew for the evening.
I arrived a bit early as I knew the boys were always late, and I didn’t want the lady to wait. I settled at the table next to the window, facing the entrance to the restaurant.
Jane was fashionably late. I ordered a drink and relaxed, listening to soft chill beats coming from the bar, when I saw this lady approaching the front door. I was curious. A low-cut dress, leather jacket, boots… There was no way that was Jane! I remembered her as a very casual town girl, usually in yoga pants and sneakers running errands. Here was a sophisticated, sexy-as-hell lady coming to my table.
I’m usually quick to compose myself in any situation, but this time it took me a bit of time to recover and process what was happening. Was she always dressed like that when going out, or was she there to actually impress me? I took another sip of my drink, managed to compose myself, and got up to give her a hug. Right then, I realized I was already attracted to her. I got fairly excited, which usually doesn’t happen that quickly. I touched her shoulder to pull her in for a kiss, and right then, I felt a rush of blood. Hopefully, it didn’t show on my face. I quickly composed myself and settled back into my seat. I ordered a drink, and we dove into a nice, relaxed chat, catching up on life and things.
Soon after, the boys arrived. We had a great dinner filled with laughter, sake bombs, and jokes at each other’s expense. It was a fun-filled evening.
No one wanted the evening to end with just dinner, so we decided to move to one of the happening places fifteen minutes away in the next town. It was an upscale place with a fairly sophisticated crowd, and we fit right in.
Immediately, Jane became the center of attention. Men approached her all the time, and she would look at me for a reaction. I decided to play a bit hard to get, just to spice things up. I knew she was interested in me, but I wanted her to desire me.…
She would be pulled by men for a chat, and she would come back to me for a reaction, asking, “What do you think about this guy?” I would encourage her to explore, but she would always come back and get even closer physically to me.
Frank was chatting with a group of girls who decided to move to a club a few blocks over. We all agreed to follow Frank there.
Upon arrival, we realized it was a much younger crowd, but at that point, we were all tipsy, and Jane and I wanted to dance.
Jane took my hand and pulled me onto the dance floor. It was really crowded. Ordinarily, it would have been uncomfortable for me, but that evening, I was on a high – I felt relaxed and was going with the flow. Jane took me to the center of the dance floor.
As soon as we started dancing, she hugged me tight and landed a deep kiss on my mouth. I felt a jolt of energy going through my body, as if I had received an electrical charge. I pulled her tightly and reciprocated with a passionate kiss, followed by a kiss on her neck. Her skin was so soft and supple that I started feeling very aroused.
We kissed for a good ten minutes. At some point, I felt her hand lightly massaging my aroused dick. Jane, at that point, was breathing heavily as the crowd was surrounding us even tighter.
She lowered my head to her chest and unbuttoned her blouse. She guided my lips to her perfect breast – I was happy to oblige. At that moment, time stood still, and nothing existed around us – no people, only the music, our heavy breathing, and the desires that we wanted to explore.
I was kissing her breast passionately, taking her nipple into my mouth, kissing, licking, and lightly biting on it. I was reading Jane’s desires so well – we were united in this ecstasy.
After a while, she unzipped my pants and slipped her hand in. My God, I was so hard in her hand. She was so gentle. It never crossed my mind that someone could have seen us indulging in this ‘dance,’ but I didn’t really care. We were just having such a liberating experience, so exciting and unashamedly pure that we fully indulged in this affair.
Next, Jane took my hand and placed it under her long black skirt, over her boots. There were no panties – just smooth skin and a deliciously naked pussy.
I gently ran my hand up and down her thigh, ‘accidentally’ touching her amazing pussy, periodically stopping for a very brief touch around that precious gift. During one of these ‘trips,’ she stopped my hand and pressed my fingers against her pussy, whispering in my ear, “Please stay there.”
I felt her wetness on my fingers. At that point, my pants were barely containing my erection. I knew I had to do something.
Quickly scanning the area, I spotted a high table. Leading Jane to the table, I helped her land on it with a little jump. The height was absolutely perfect.
Dancing in front of her, I periodically lowered my body, my face landing directly where I wanted to be.
Jane looked at me and then glanced down to her skirt, lightly opening her legs, inviting me. Lowering my body, I refused to come up – I placed my mouth on her pussy. From that point on, I didn’t even hear the music – I was indulging in my own dance. My mouth and tongue were on a mission to bring this delicious lady to the ecstasy of her life.
It took me good ten minutes to start feeling her convulsions, at which point I knew she was cumming. The crowd was so thick that I managed to discreetly pull my dick out and enter her without anyone seeing, or so I thought.
I began taking her very gently at first, allowing her to recover from the oral orgasm she had experienced just minutes before.
Then, feeling that she had settled, I started increasing the rhythm of my movements. At this point, I sensed she was getting excited again. I landed a deep kiss on her lips, pulling her even tighter to me. Now, only my bottom was moving rhythmically in tune with the techno rhythm. I continued for at least twenty minutes, periodically slowing down to let her catch her breath.
Jane came at least three times. She couldn’t handle it anymore. She begged me to let her be, and I obliged. In appreciation, she took my dick in her hand and lowered her body. At that point, I received the most delicious, loving oral pleasure I had ever experienced. The setting was unusual, to say the least, but nothing else existed until I came into her mouth with the strongest climax I had ever had, letting out a somewhat loud moan.
As we recovered from this final climax in a few moments, we realized that the dance floor was no longer crowded around us. In fact, there was a thick circle of people a few feet away, watching us in amazement. We simply smiled, kissed, and started dancing again, as if nothing had happened.
The end.