| Lesbian: Lusty Liaisons: Mystery Hands (1/3) |
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An intoxicating dance floor scene: You could hear the thumping of the bass just driving by the club. It was my night out, a night to lose myself in the music and sweat some frustrations out of me. I parked the car a block away. I had been running a little behind in getting there. I had never been to this club, but a friend told me it would be fun. I paid the doorman the cover charge. I could see past him the lighted stairs leading down to beneath the street, the smoke wafting up, the music louder and inviting me to come and hide in it. I smiled sweetly at the doorman and could feel his eyes searching up and down my body. I had chosen to wear my black short skirt, hooker boots, black bra, and black low cut shirt. I looked really hot in the outfit even if it did lack color. I wasn’t there to get attention though; I was there to hide and dance to the music. Entering the club I made my way carefully down the steps into the darkness that thumped. I smiled as I was engulfed by the music and bodies around me. It was crowded as I made my way to the bar. I ordered a strong mixed drink and let my eyes adjust to the darkness. There were a lot of bodies moving and dancing around me as I quickly downed my first drink. I left my empty glass on the bar and made my way to the dance floor. I was surrounded by bodies, not much space to move but a great way to get lost in the crowd. I closed my eyes and began dancing, the heat building around me as everyone danced. There were occasionally brushes of the hands, my ass groped once or twice, but I danced, lost in the music. A few guys came behind me to try and get a little friction, but I turned away from them. I had been dancing for an hour and my body glistened in sweat. Opening my eyes I looked for a path back to the bar. I noticed there were quite a few more bodies than when I first got there, and it was a little difficult to maneuver through the crowd. After a few gropes and a few awkward bumps, I made my way back to the bar, ordering another strong drink and a small bottle of water. I downed the water and then began drinking the Long Beach Ice Tea. After drinking more than half I got restless again. Finally cooled off a bit, I downed the rest and returned to the dance floor. As I returned to the dance floor again I was jostled. I once again began to dance, feeling a little better now that I had taken some time to cool down. Closing my eyes again I let my body get lost in the music. All my troubles forgotten, my mind just enjoyed the rhythm and the bass. Then I felt it. A set of tender hands gently brushed my lower back. I opened my eyes and tried to see in the darkness who may have touched me. All I could see in the lack of light was gyrating and sweaty bodies. I dismissed it as an accident and slowly began to dance again. My body was slick with sweat, my hair lightly in my face, the loud thumping music guiding my movements. Then somewhere through the music I felt someone behind me, pressing their chest against my back, soft hands |
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