I (F) was reminded of the first time I was taken to a club – I’d just turned 18 and my best friend at the time (M19) took me to the local bar that let 18 year olds in on their drag nights. We had pre-gamed before getting there and I was buzzed and standing off to the side of the dance floor as the drag kings danced for everyone. At some point, I got pulled into a dance with one of them, then returned to the crowd but on the wrong side of the circle from my friend. I couldn’t get through the crowd, so I just swayed to the music and waited until things died down to join back with them again.
Bodies were pressed up behind me and after the next performance, I felt a hand brush across my thigh and skim the skin just underneath the short skirt I had worn. I was already flushed from dancing and drinking, so no one noticed anything and the stranger’s fingers wandered further up my thighs and eventually slid between my legs. A knuckle rubbed across my panties and I could feel someone press against my back more firmly than before, the hard bulge pressing against the small of my back. I was enjoying the attention more than I would ever admit and didn’t want to ruin anything by turning around to see who it was, so instead I just spread my legs some to give them an easier angle. Their other hand landed loosely on my waist and pressed me firmly against their cock.
The next song was louder with more bass and everyone around us bounced with the rhythm, while my stranger grinded against my ass – which also caused my skirt to ride up. Our dancing had pulled us a little more into the shadow of the crowd, the already dark club making it near impossible to see anything that wasn’t on the stage, so when I felt a cock slip between my thighs I was shocked. The hand on my waist held me tighter as they pushed, then pulled back again – and then I felt the hand still between my thighs loop a finger around my panties and pull them aside so their cock could slide right against my pussy lips.
I felt heat pool in my stomach as I started to get wet and the head of their cock rubbed back and forth against my pussy. The mystery man was close enough that I could feel the warmth of his breath on my neck and a muffled “dirty slut” when I stayed still for him to continue fucking my thighs. The insides of my legs were slick with my own wetness and his precum, making it easier for him to pick up the pace. If he had tried to touch me at all, I’m sure I would have cum on his cock, but instead he pushed through my legs one more time and groaned into my ear. His cum spread into my panties and down my legs, leaving a mess that was impossible to ignore but I was certain no one could see. Almost as fast as he came, I felt him disappear behind me and I nearly stumbled into the person beside me with sudden loss of his hand on my waist. Now that I was looking, I could see we’d somehow slowly moved toward the side of the room, which explained why no one had spotted us from behind.
I was left dripping with cum down my thighs as I had to go find my friend and explain why we needed to leave. The club didn’t stay open for much longer, closing permanently a few months later, so I had no way of ever finding out who it was.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/tcw1qq/i_left_with_sticky_thighs_omg_it_was_good_fm
So Fucking hot