Dance Class Flash [MF]

I went to a junior college before transferring to a four year.

One of the classes you had to take was a creative/sports elective. The only one I could get into was modern dance, which was rolling around on the floor and making weird shapes with your body, so it was a pretty simple class.

We were split into pairs for our midterm assignment. I got paired up with Kate. Kate was cute with her button nose and big brown eyes. But her most impressive attribute was her butt.

Kate was thin but fit; she had a runner’s body. But she also worked out every day, and I guess she’d been focusing on her squats because her butt had grown over the semester and now was a bouncing, supple, juicy booty that all the boys and girls loved staring at every time she walked into class with her yoga pants on.

Our class did our warmup and practiced our moves, and in the last 30 minutes, our teacher told each pair to find a spare classroom to come up with our own choreography.

Kate and I had shared a couple of laughs after class when socializing with a group but had never spent any one-on-one time together before now.

She had been absent the last few weeks because she had gone to New York to compete in a track and field event, so this was our first one on one practice.

When we found an empty classroom, I moved all the desks and chairs to the side, so we had space to move. She must have been eyeing me as I moved them because I caught her staring at my arm muscles as I placed a chair on top of a desk.

She looked up at me and smiled. I smiled back and asked her how her trip to New York was.

She told me all about her first time to the big apple. But the thing she was most excited about was the fact that she got to go to Victoria’s Secret.

We didn’t have one in our town and this was before online shopping had become the norm, so she was very excited to tell me about her love of all things Victoria and the secrets that she held.

“I got three different sets of matching bras and panties!” she told me proudly as I continued to move chairs.

“Oh yeah?” I asked, trying not to sound too interested or creepy.

“Yeah! A blue one, a red one and a black one with pink ribbons.” She said excitedly.

I nodded my head as I imagined her wearing them. I felt my penis rising in my pants.

“Cool,” I replied, facing away from her while trying to tuck my dick away casually.

“Wanna see?” she asked.

I spun around slowly.

“Is she being serious?” I asked myself as I faced her. Maybe she had brought them in her bag to show her girlfriends.

“Um, sure,” I responded, looking around for her bag. But she hadn’t brought it with her.

I looked back at her. She looked at me and then looked down. I followed her eye line down to her waist as she pulled the front of her yoga pants down to reveal the front of her panties.

They were black laced and had pink ribbons crossing over the front like shoelaces with a cute little bow tied up the top. She flicked the ribbon with her fingers as she ran her hand across the lace.

I was a little shocked, so I didn’t respond right away.

She looked back up at me, her hand still on her crotch.

“Do you like them?” she asked me sweetly.

“Very much,” I responded truthfully.

I thought, quick on my feet.

“Thong, cheeky, full bottom?” I asked quickly. I have three sisters; I knew my lingo.

“A thong,” she replied, impressed by my knowledge of woman’s underwear.

“Oh, really?” I responded. More in the way of *“huh, cool,”* but she took it as *“prove it.”*

She smiled a smile of delighted surprise as I guess she had been hoping for a chance to show them off.

She looked out the window of the classroom door. No one was around.

She turned around and slowly peeled her yoga pants off as she bent down—her black lacey thong disappearing in between her glorious Brazilian bubble butt.

“Damn! That’s so hot!” I said without thinking.

She stood and turned at the waist so she could look at me and still show me her ass.

“You think so?” She asked. But I knew she already knew this was true.

“That is one of, if not the finest booty’s I have ever seen in person,” I answered.

She bit her lip; I guess she liked knowing that.

“Thanks!”

She kept her pants down for a few more seconds as she enjoyed me enjoying the view. She bounced up and down a couple of times, so her booty jiggled from side to side and then pulled her pants back up.

We started doing our choreography, but I had a massive boner tucked into my waistband. As we moved around, it came untucked and was sticking out of my pants like Ron Burgundy.

As we danced, her butt and hips kept smacking into my dick, and she looked down to see what was poking her.

She saw my pants tent.

“Is that because of me?” she asked.

“Yeah…” I said with a ‘*what can you do?’* tone in my voice.

“Well, that’s a big compliment!” she said reassuringly.

“uh.. you’re welcome,” I replied, not sure how to take it.

I looked at her for a signal, and she was still staring down at my massive erection, seemingly curious about what was underneath.

“I think it’s only fair if you show me,” she said in a whisper.

“It’s only fair,” I repeated and pulled my pants down. My dick was pushing my underwear out so far that my waistband was propped forward so you could see the front of my pelvis.

“Wow,” she said slowly, seemingly impressed that her ass could make my dick that hard.

She moved her hand down and grabbed the waistband of my underwear with her fingers.

She looked up at me with a look of “*is this okay?”*

I nodded my approval, and she slowly pulled my underwear down.

My dick sprung out and was pointing right at her.

She opened her mouth in surprise and let out a sweet laugh.

“Wow,” she repeated; I guess no other words were coming to her.

Seemingly stunned by what she was looking at.

She took her right hand and pulled her yoga pants and panties back down.

Now, both our underwear was around our knees as our genitals faced each other.

She moved closer to me, so the tip of my penis grazed her clit.

“Mmhh,” she let out as she slowly moved her pelvis closer towards mine.

My penis was now in between her legs, resting on her vagina lips.

I reached around and grabbed her ass. It was a great piece of ass to grab. Firm but cushiony.

She gasped as I grabbed her left ass cheek.

She looked up at me with *“Fuck Me”* eyes.

I sat down on the desk behind me as she stepped towards me, getting ready to hop on my dick.

Just then, we heard someone whistling and the wheels of a cart approaching the room.

She stopped in her tracks; the spell broken.

She freaked out and pulled her pants up quickly, and ran to the other side of the room.

I pulled my pants up and tied my drawstring just as the door opened, and a janitor walked in with his cart.

“Oh, sorry, I thought this room was empty,” he said as he saw us standing on either side of the empty room.

“It’s okay, we’re just practicing for dance class down the hall, but we’re done now.” Replied Kate. She then walked out of the classroom without another word.

I put the chairs back where they belonged and headed back to the dance room.

When I got back, Kate was already gone. I grabbed my bag and headed to the parking lot.

Kate was waiting for me by the entrance.

She explained that she had got caught up in the moment. She had wanted to show someone her new lingerie and apologized for leading me on and that she just wanted to be friends.

I was bummed for sure but still had a great solo session that night, thinking about her incredible ass in that black lace thong and what almost happened.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/kr3ogz/dance_class_flash_mf