Girls Night Out - Public Play Scene

With some friends in town that want to go out drinking for the night, I agree to a rare night out with them. Having a great time in a very busy country bar I notice you. Looks like you are doing the same, having a night out with the girls. Dancing, laughing, just having a carefree night out with friends. All it took was seeing you that one time for me to lock in and keep my eyes on you.

You are wearing a black dress, mid thigh length. Gorgeous blonde straightened hair with a natural beauty. Very little makeup from what I can tell. Just stunning. Still trying to maintain conversation with my friends but always knowing where you are in the bar. Watching, wanting you. My mind starts to wander. Looking for a wedding ring on your finger, wondering if you are single. The internal battle of wanting to approach you but not wanting to interfere with your night.

I notice you making your way to the bar for drinks and I immediately tell my friends I will get us another round. Maybe if I get close enough to you I will have the courage to introduce myself, tell you that you look great tonight. Of course I get right beside you and that courage is nowhere to be found. Hearing you order your drinks makes everything else in the room fade away. Just the sound of your voice makes me want you even more. I could easily just offer to pay for your drinks or give you a simple “Hi” and a smile. Instead, my body takes over and all of a sudden my hand is on the outside of your thigh. Just placed there. Right away I noticed that you don’t pull away. You actually turned your head towards me and smiled, then grabbed your drinks and walked away. Taking a few seconds to gather myself, I ordered my drinks and headed back to our table. Did you like the touch? Did the smile mean acceptance and a want for more?

Now my eyes barely left you. Waiting for you to look my way and notice the constant eyes on you. I want to see if that touch was going to be welcomed again. See if that short smile you gave me could be re created. Just waiting for my chance. As soon as you went to the bar again I followed. This time with courage, not to introduce myself or initiate conversation. I want my hand on you. Standing right beside you in almost the exact spot as before, I wasted no time. My hand immediately on your thigh. Still no movement from you, but no smile either. You seemed completely unaffected by my touch. So my hand went from the outside of your thigh up and on the small of your back on top of your dress. Still no smile or turn of your head to acknowledge the touch. You just leaned closer into the bar creating a separation between my hand and your body. I did not like this. So my hand now pushes down and lands firmly on your ass. This time it’s more than a touch, it’s a full grab. Surely that has to get your attention and it does. The same turn of the head and smile as you grab your drinks and walk away.

Now you are mine. I want all of you. I don’t even grab drinks this time. I just wait till you settle in with your friends and start dancing again, then I make my move. Heading over to you, grabbing you by the hips and pulling you away from your friends and deeper into the dance floor among the crowd. No words have been said still. We are just dancing in the crowd now. My hands on your hips and sliding down your legs till they reach the bottom edge of your dress. My pinkies sliding under your dress and slowly moving it up as we dance. Finally this caught your attention for sure. Right away you grabbed the front of your dress and held it down, saying “take it easy” very playfully. You didn’t take my hands away or even stop them from moving up, you just held the front in place. So my hands kept moving up, shifting more towards the back and up your ass. I whispered “Your fine, just take it” in your ear as my hands firmly gripped both your ass cheeks. The way you pressed your ass into me after that made me know you were ready for more. As we kept dancing, my hands kept wandering under your dress. From legs, back to your ass, wrapping around the front to your hip bones. Feeling your tiny thong and wishing it wasn’t in the way for me to keep playing.

Dancing slowed down a bit as we were both pre occupied with other thoughts. Your thong was really in the way so I grabbed the sides and pulled it down past your ass and let it fall the rest of the way to the ground. You simply stepping out of it and leaving it there was extremely hot. Your hands were no longer holding down the front of your dress. They were up above your head, behind you and wrapped around the back of my head. Pulling your body into mine. Grinding your ass into my cock. Feeling how hard you were making me. I whispered “be a good girl and spread your legs for me” into your ear and immediately “yes sir” was whispered back as your legs spread.

My hand feels around the front until it’s resting between your legs. Feeling how wet your pussy is. My finger finding your clit and rubbing softly. We are now just standing in the middle of a crowd. You just taking everything I am giving you like a good little slut. I slowly push you to a far wall on the side of the dance floor. Noticing there wasn’t really anyone around that area. Spun you around and pushed you against the wall. One hand around your neck while I kissed you and the other hand rubbing your wet pussy. Making out like teenagers in a crowded bar. We stayed like this for a while until you told me you were going to cum if I kept going, so of course I did. Trying to be quiet, only small moans escaped your lips but your body was shaking. Your legs trying to close on my hand. Your arms wrapped around me trying to pull me in as close as you can. Cumming all over my hand and me not stopping. Making you cum over and over again until I could tell your legs were giving out.

As soon as I pulled my hand out, you kissed me, said thank you and walked away. That was it. I watched you walk back to your friends, grab your purse and walk out of the bar. I did not follow you. Such an amazing night with someone completely anonymous. Never to be seen again. I re joined my friends and finished the night with drinks and some laughter, not speaking a word about the girl that will consume my thoughts for the coming days.