[FM] He [40M] touched me on the crowded dancefloor [18F]

I went on an island vacation with my friend Sarah when I was 18. I was pretty sheltered growing up when it came to experimenting (specifically with alcohol and sex) and so this summer was the first time I really let loose.

It was a Friday night, my friend and I were pre-gaming at the hotel while we got ready to go out for the night. I sipped a cool rum and coke and decided what to wear. I spent most of the week tanning on the beach so my skin was perfectly sun-kissed and my blonde hair looked especially highlighted. I was on a beautiful island, away from family/friends, drunk on sunshine and freedom and for the first time I felt confident enough to wear something extra sexy. I wore a bright yellow cropped bralette top and a skin tight black high-waisted skirt and gold hoops. The club we were going to was outdoor by the beach, so I opted for cute sandals over high heels.

My friend and I took a cab over and I could hear the boom of the speakers as we pulled up. We were buzzed from our drinks and walked arm and arm towards the club entrance.

Sarah and I lingered around the bar and had drinks between going to the dance floor. Since it was outdoors, there was a section with a floor and the rest was sand from the beach. Across the bar was some picnic benches and couches, which is where we saw these two men staring at us.

“Hey do you see those guys over there?” I nudged my friend as we danced together under the strobe lights.

She laughed and gave me a look, “Oh yeah I see them, they’re basically drooling in our direction. Super obvious.” Sarah was a bit more experienced than me but I think she understood all this was exciting and new for me: going to clubs, drinking, hot strangers, so she played along.

I felt so nervous as we walked towards them, I took a swift drink of my cocktail for a bit more liquid courage. I sat down next to the cuter one and he was definitely not shy about his interest. He was taller with light eyes and blonde hair that was buzzed with a trimmed beard. He and his friend were visiting from Europe and they had these sweet accents that really attracted me. Another thing that excited me about them? They were at least 15 years older than us.

“Wow you’re only 18?” my new friend said, with a ridiculous grin as he leaned towards me. He smelled like sunscreen and sweat. I could tell how much my youth excited him. A young and blonde American girl out for the night.

This handsome stranger, I’ll call him James cause I don’t remember his name, learned in close to tell me how beautiful I was. I blushed, having never really had so many men compliment me in my life as I did on this trip. I lusted after so many crushes in high school only to never make a move. I was shy and a bit insecure, but here I was this island princess that seemingly every man noticed. I could tell James was staring down my shirt at my 34D chest, which didn’t leave much to the imagination. My tan lines glowed under the neon lights. I could feel the butterflies in my stomach as they spread down between my thighs, the more that he moved closer to me.

“I’d love a dance with you” he said over the techno music of the club.

I looked at my patient friend, who was talking with the other handsome stranger. She gave me a look that simultaneously said Go for it! and Girl he is like 40 years old. Either way, I was craving his lips and took her expression as a positive and took his big, manly hand in mine. We walked to the dance floor and he started out dancing like a goofball. I think he knew how nervous I was to dance and wanted me to loosen up. It was one thing to dance with my friend and sense attention from a afar, but there he was so close to me and watching me attempt to dance. The dancefloor wasn’t crowded enough for me to blend in, we were basically in the center of the space with some couples scattered around. I started to move my hips side to side to the beat of the music. The DJ was playing a mix of Spanish beats and US top 40 songs and luckily I could sing along to the song to feel a little less focused on my dancing. I could feel the eyes of the people at the bar on my ass while I swayed and sang. He decided my mouth needed to be even more occupied as he pulled me in and kissed me. I nearly melted under the lights into the sand. I had only been kissed a few times in my life up until this point (much to my annoyance), so I was thrilled. The awkward space between our bodies disappeared as he pulled me in close. My hands moved up his muscled arms and shoulders to wrap around the back of his neck. He gripped my hips and ass over my tight skirt and grinded my body into him. His lips were passionately intertwined with mine, his tongue tasting me with such a hunger that none of the boys had shown me before. My pussy throbbed with excitement, I could tell how wet my thong was getting in the summer heat. I felt his erection pressed against me when I realized we had somehow moved from the lights of the open dancefloor to a stone wall barrier that lined the beach some feet away. He lifted me up so I could perch on the ledge as he spread my legs with his body as we kissed. I let my sandals fall to the ground and wrapped my legs around his waist. I could hear him let out a deep, “mhmmm” into my mouth and he reached his hand in between my thighs. My skirt was so tight fitted that it lifted up as my ass scratched against the rocks the more my thighs opened. I reached down to feel the outline of his cock through his pants. He pushed aside my lacy thong and slipped his thick fingers inside me. I grasped and broke away from his lips and met his eyes, which were darker now away from the lights of the dancefloor. He said with his sexy, rugged, accent, “you’re so wet” which really made me shake in his grasp. He pushed himself deeper inside me until my g spot was under his control. I kissed him frantically, our lips and tongues became a sloppy mess the closer I tightened my walls around his fingers. “Oh my god” I breathed shakily, which made him grin against my lips. He moved my head with his other hand and began kissing my cheek, my jaw, my neck until he was biting and sucking my warm skin between his teeth. I was overcome by such a rush of pleasure when I took a moment to look past him, where I saw a blur of partygoers under the lights. I felt so slutty and wild, being fingered by this hot older man while people could easily see us. I couldn’t tell if anyone could did, or how long we had been playing with each other. I let go of those thoughts as James kept pumping inside my pussy. I closed my eyes tight against his chest and pulled head into me as I tongued the edge of his earlobe. This made him release a deep “fuckk” that made my pussy vibrate with pleasure. After we both evened our breathing. I hopped down from the wall and adjusted my skirt and top which had shifted so much it looked like I got dressed in the dark. After scanning the crowd I finally found my friend and told him I needed to go. He tried to walk towards the bathrooms, which were far away from everyone, but my friend pulled me in the other direction, insisting we needed to go home. He protested a little but eventually disappeared into the crowd. I was relieved that my friend stepped in, after the haze of my rendezvous faded and the reality of the situation set in, that I was just fingered in front of a bunch of strangers, I wasn’t exactly in the mood to go anywhere alone in the darkness with him. As Sarah and I walked towards the exit, I laughed and told her what happened. She immediately cut me off and said, “yeah I know I basically saw your vagina” ?

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