Enrique blasted from the speakers of the club, brainwashing everyone instantly into a dancing trance. Megan was caught up in this as well, throwing her head back and letting the music take control of her body. It was Friday night, and Megan had gone out with her friends to take over the dance scene. She grinded to the music, laughed with her friends, and as usual, was perfectly fine with having a good time by herself. Caught up in a Britney-esque dance move, she didn’t notice the man who stood dangerously close to her, drinking in every sway of her hips with his greedy eyes. He licked his lips, imagining that it was him dancing next to her, and decided to be bold for once.
Megan continued to dance and she felt a pair of hands travel over her hips, resting on them gently. She did not flinch or turn around, but continued to dance, and these mysterious hands moved up to her torso, kneading the skin with force. She still danced, intrigued at this man’s touch, for it sent chills down her spine. She soon felt a pair of hips beginning to grind into hers, and she went lower to the ground, savoring the feel of his hands and body. The song ended moments later, and she whipped around, surprised at what she saw.
An utterly beautiful man stood before her, wearing a tight white dress shirt and gray slacks. He was tall and lean, with a defined face and dirty blonde hair. He looked down at her seductively, his eyes gleaming and his lips pursed into a slight smile. She just stared at him in a stupor, fighting the urge to start grinding with him again. They just stood in the middle of the dance floor, the man smirking slightly at her shocked expression. He decided to break the ice.
“Let me buy you a drink…” She nodded, breathless from dancing and the sight of him. He took her hand, and looked up and down her body, at her breasts moving slightly from breathing, before he led her to the bar. She blushed, feeling completely flattered. She ordered her drink, and he paid.
“What’s your name?” Megan said, feeling bold enough to speak.
“Justin.” He handed her the drink, and she thanked him. “What’s your name?” He then said in a low voice, and Megan bit her lip, feeling herself becoming more turned on by the second.
“Megan…” She gulped down her glass of wine in two sips, and he smiled seductively, taking her hand in his quickly.
“Well Megan, let’s dance.” With that he swung her around to face him, then led her quickly to the middle of the dance floor. Megan licked her lips in anticipation, and Justin saw this, grabbing her roughly by the waist, pulling her in dangerously close to his body. They stood still for a moment, her full bosom brushing against his chest every time she took a breath. She took in his smell, a divine cologne that made her want to taste him, and closed her eyes, groaning internally. Then he began moving, grinding incredibly slow to the song that was being blasted from the speakers. They danced in tune to the song, Justin pressing his arm into her back and keeping his body pressed closely to Megan the whole time. Just as she became lost in the song, she felt his hair brush against the side of her face, then his hot, voluptuous lips pressing against her neck above her collarbone. This time she groaned out loud, not able to control her senses anymore. She absolutely wanted to devour him, and not leave any part of his body undiscovered.
He continued to suck on her neck gently, and moved one of his hands around to the small of her back. He turned her around quickly, pressing into her again and continued to kiss her neck, dragging his tongue in circles as they continued to dance. One of his hands remained on her hips, and the other traveled very slowly up the front of her stomach over her shirt, barely tracing the outline of her breast, leaving goose bumps on her skin. Megan thought she would explode from sexual excitement, and quickly turned around, reaching up to kiss Justin. He let her lips almost brush his, then pulled away quickly, teasing her completely. He backed away, gesturing for Megan to follow, and she did, completely under his spell of lust. He swiftly backed into a dark corner, slipping into the door that she didn’t notice behind him at first.
Taking her hand, he pulled her into the room, shutting and locking the door quickly behind them. She reached up to kiss him, this time succeeding. He grabbed her shoulders and kissed her roughly, sucking hungrily on her tongue. Soon her back slammed against the wall, and he moved his hands underneath her shirt, pressing his long warm fingers into the sensitive flesh of her stomach. He moved up to knead her breasts roughly through her bra, and becoming frustrated, ripped her shirt in half, buttons flying everywhere. Megan gasped, excited at his eagerness. She unhooked her own bra quickly, not wanting Justin to damage that as well, and he smiled, immediately lowering his mouth to her nipples. He swirled his tongue around one, then the other, while Megan ran her fingers through his hair.
He stopped for a moment, then looked at her skirt, it being another barrier of clothing that must be disposed of. She saw him looking at her skirt and took his hands, guiding them around her back to where the zipper was. He quickly pulled it down, and tugged her panties off as well. Standing at full height, he admired her body, from her beautiful face down to her small feet, still clad in heels. He noticed he was still fully dressed, and took his own clothes off, smiling lustily when he heard Megan gasp at the size of his erection. She reached out and touched his chest, admiring the perfection of his muscles, then moved her hands lower, brushing her fingertip against the top of his length.
He growled softly, and pointed to himself, his erection throbbing painfully against his stomach.
“Don’t tease me baby…” He said as he moved closer, placing his hand right above her aching center. He slipped three fingers in instantly, loving the sound of her moans that came with the motion. He moved them around a bit, and then began to move them in and out, causing Megan to involuntarily buck her hips against his hand. She scratched and clawed at the wall the whole time. Just as she was building her release, he quickly pulled them out, lifting her up against the wall swiftly. He replaced his fingers with his throbbing erection, and she moaned louder, feeling Justin completely fill her, his hardness roughly pushing against her insides. He wasted no time, and began thrusting into her quickly, causing her back to slam against the wall repeatedly. She squeezed her legs against him tighter, and he thrusted harder, Megan’s moans turning into throaty screams.
Justin lifted his head, sweat beading up on his face, and he pressed his lips against Megan’s. Their mouths began to move in tune to their rhythm, which had rapidly increased, Justin pounding into her relentlessly. He felt her begin to tighten up, and she drew blood from his arms as she scratched them. Feeling the pain shoot down his arms, he pounded into her harder, reaching his hand down and rubbing her fiercely. She came violently, and he couldn’t hold it in any longer, releasing everything into her. He pulled out quickly and let her drop to the floor, Megan not able to hold herself up. She ached greatly, and she was completely spent from the experience. He picked her up easily, after he noticed her dilemma. Setting her on the couch in the room, he watched as she fell asleep, completely naked.
