It was 2015, and I was still living in Barcelona. One night, I went out with my best friend there and a friend of hers, who was a nice and fun guy to be around. We had been drinking in some bars around Las Ramblas and our last stop was a club also located there. It was around 2am, and by that time, we were all tipsy, dancing and having a great time. We were on the main dancefloor, dancing with a bunch of people around us, we could barely move at all.
I noticed a guy that was dancing in front of me; he kept looking at me, almost staring at me. He came closer and started dancing with me, so close that his lips almost touched mine… I felt his hands on my waist, following the music, following the rhythm of my body. He turned around and was now behind me, still dancing with me. I felt his bulge pressing against my ass, his breath on my neck, next to my ear. I was so turned on by him… He was a bit taller than me, black straight hair around his shoulders, full lips, big arms, and his skin was like a light cinnamon. I was wearing a pair of tight black jeans, a blouse, and a jacket.
Next thing I know, I feel his hand on my abdomen, trying to get in my pants, literally! I couldn’t believe he wanted to touch me right there in front of all that people, somebody was going to see us! But then again, the dancefloor was so full, everybody was dancing or drunk, so that made it difficult, I guess. I stayed still and he managed to get his hand in my pants, on the outside of my panties. He kissed my neck as he began to move his fingers in circles and going up and down right on my clit, on my lips. It didn’t take long for him to put his hand directly on my pussy. I was so wet by then… He had big hands, big fingers and feeling them there moving so easily on my pussy, getting soaked by my juices, was making me tremble. His index finger penetrated me, and I could feel how tight I was, how even one of his fingers was difficult to get in there. I remember closing my eyes and forgetting about everything else at that point. We were still kinda dancing, moving our bodies as he fingered me, going up to caress my clit and then dipping his finger in my wet pussy again…
I opened my eyes and then I saw my friend who was staring at me, almost with her mouth open, not believing what I was doing on the dancefloor with a random guy! I felt so ashamed, and weirdly, a little bit proud, because it was hot, even if it was a crazy thing to do! But she came over to where we were and basically dragged me out of the club and away from that guy.
We stayed right in front of the club, talking, and waiting for her friend. An Argentinian guy she was dancing with inside the club, saw her and started to talk to her again, and an English guy, a tourist, then came where I was to talk to me. We must have been there for like 30 minutes or so, when we finally see her friend leaving the club, obviously looking for us too. We were happy we survived the chaos of the club and, since it was already so late, we just decided to go to our respective places. My friend’s friend took the subway, my friend left with the Argentinian guy to her place, and I went to my place with the English guy I had just met.
He had short kinda dark blond hair, blue eyes, thin, taller than me, and yeah, he was 19 years old. I was 28… I’ve mostly been with guys younger than me, I guess because I’ve always look younger than my age, but that was definitely the youngest… He had a big cock (I admit I remember his cock better than his face now), and we fucked all night and the next morning as well. We talked for a while and then he left. Never saw him again. But it turned out to be a great and pretty wild night, after all.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/pfdsa1/a_stranger_m_fingered_me_f28_on_the_dancefloor