Jesse’s fingers were slipping from her hand to just grasp at Liz’s fingertips. The pressure she was exerting to hold onto her was making Liz’s fingertips throb.
They had been dancing in the center of the room, and an escalation of contact had begun. It began with the occasional bump of the hips, a hand resting on an arm. Jessie’s eyes had been sparkling as she laughed on the floor. Liz was more serious, staring back at the more petite girl, constantly stepping in closer. The crowd of dancing bodies helped by moving in a wave to her back, holding them in. Once you lost your moving room once, it was gone.
It was the sharp shove from behind that started it. Liz’s hands flew out to grip onto Jessie’s waist as she swayed, then balanced. Her upper fingers rested on the bare flesh of Jessie’s waist. The skin was warm, moist with sweat. She let her thumb rub up on the bare skin. It was hard to focus on dancing, though the wild bouncing body in front of her didn’t seem to struggle.
Liz’s eyes hazed over as the small high tits bounced into her fuller ones. Her hands slipped unconsciously further around the waist, making her have to step a knee in between the other girl’s, slowing her dance.
Jessie’s hands rested onto the taller woman’s shoulders and her big brown eyes looked up, startled and wide, into Liz’s. Normally Liz would have pulled away when her friend noticed the blatant purposeful contact. But, she didn’t this time. She was elated, but anxious.
She looked down at the lips, thinner than her own, but painted a bright red. They were parted. Her eyes flickered back and forth from the brown eyes to those lips. Her head did a little jerk forward, tilting… then paused to look at the eyes again. She dove in.
Liz felt the sharp intake of breath in Jessie’s chest before she felt the lips. Her kiss was soft, tentative. She just wanted to… to feel them. She barely tugged the pouty lower lip between hers and her tongue was just moving forward for a sweep across them, to taste, when Jessie jerked herself away.
Liz braced herself for whatever expression of disgust, anger, shock that would greet her. Her eyes were lowered and she dragged them up slowly to Jessie’s. She started.
Jessie was smiling! They had both stopped dancing now and were just standing in the middle of the floor, Liz’s arms wrapped deep around the girl’s waist and Jessie’s arms up high around Liz’s shoulders. That was when she sharply turned, grabbing Liz’s hand, and yanking her through the crowd.
Liz’s tummy was fluttering as they finally reached the outer wall and they paced along it, looking for some bare space. Jessie found a small hole near the back and turned her body to lean against it, only the room for her small frame. She pulled Liz into her by the forearms.
Liz’s body went happily, melting into the smaller woman, slipping a knee in between hers until the buckles of their pants touched. She felt just a hint of flesh against her bare tummy as she grabbed the luscious rounded face with both hands, fingers splaying to touch all of her skin and pulled it towards her mouth.
Her tongue was not so tentative this time, but swept in between the lips to finally taste that mouth she had watched for weeks since they first met in the apartment stairway. She first tasted the salt of sweat on the lips, then the sharp tang of the margaritas the girl had been drinking all night, and then her. She moaned and pushed herself in deeper into the body. [read more](https://realsexstoriesx.blogspot.com/2018/05/bathroom-stall-two-girls-connect-on.html)
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