We never talked, we just danced and he fucked me

My friend has a house out in the country which, although a bit sad how he came into it, means that we have a house to use for loud parties. The most recent party, my friend invited his ultimate frisbee team and their friends over. I wore a blouse and a skirt, hoping maybe I could get someone's attention. It was jammed packed and I didn't know at least half the people. At numerous points I couldn't see anyone I knew. At one of these points I decided I should stop trying to find people and just make my way to the living room where there seemed to be a dance floor.

I danced a bit here and a bit there, finishing off my drink. I noticed that I had been dancing next to some guy for a while, I could feel myself backing up against him constantly. As the baseline for the next song started I turned around and faced him. He was taller than me(which honestly is most people) perhaps blonde hair, it was hard to tell with the few colored lights spinning in the room. I let my body move to the base, pressing myself against him. He put his hands on my ass as he moved his body against mine.

I could feel one of his hands slip under my skirt as the song thumped. I grabbed his hand and slowly turned, letting his hand find it's way. There were tons of people around us but it was too dark and people were to involved to notice. I grinded against him as the baseline went, I could feel him hard against me. His hand pushed up my skirt, his other hand feeling my tit, letting his whole hand wrap around it. I could feel his hands grab at me, his hand feeling under my panties, and slowly making their way along.

I grinded harder against him as he held me, feeling my pussy now, feeling for my clit. I gasped ever so slightly as he found it and gave it a quick rub. I could feel his cock through his pants, he was so hard, so hard against me. The music blared and people around us danced.

I pulled up, and turned around. I nodded my head in the direction of a bedroom. I put my hand down his pants, grabbing him and pulling him in that direction. He understood quickly and followed me. We squeezed through the hallway of people and slipped into the bedroom. There was a soft glow from a lava lamp, but nothing else. We locked the door.

As soon as he had he laid me on the bed, pushed up my skirt, pulled down my panties, and dropped his pants. He grabbed me pulling me onto all fours. I spread my legs and I could feel him slide in. He went in slowly once, twice. Then all of a sudden he speed up fast. My skirt flopped around my waist as he grabbed my hips.

I squeezed, pressing against him the sound of his skin hitting mine was loud even with the music. I could still hear his occasional grunts and I'm sure my moans were at least somewhat audible. He went deep, pressing down. I could feel every inch of him against the wall of my pussy. He leaned over and his hand went to my clit. I moaned loudly and shook all over.

I grabbed his hand to rub me more, more, his cock thrusting. I froze, rigid moaning. I could feel myself convulse and then sink down. He thrust more and more. I lay exhausted as he pulled out, finishing over my back, some getting on my clothes. He pulled up his pants and flipped me over to give me a kiss. Then, making sure to close the door quickly he headed back.

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