Pussy Fingering At High School Dance.

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Hi, My name’s Venessa. This is my story of my senior year in high school. It starts at a party/dance at my girlfriend’s house… I walked in the door of my friend’s house and immediately smelled the scent of hundreds of grinding bodies and heard the deep bass of the music. As I entered farther into the house I pulled up my bra to cover more of my ample yet tight 36C breasts. I was wearing a very low cut tank, and a loose bra. My skirt barely skimmed the top of my thighs, and just hearing the moan of hundreds of gyrating teenagers caused my nipples to harden into erect points. My long blonde hair hung loose and wavy about my head. The lights in the house were dimmed, and I could just make out couples kissing and rubbing esat escort violently against one another. Suddenly, a boy I hardly knew came up behind me and began pressing his body hard against me. I could feel the hard bulge of his cock rubbing against my ass, but I quickly escaped him… what I really craved was the touch of my girlfriend Jess. After about ten minutes, and many approaches by boys that I didn’t want, I caught sight of her. Jess’ light blonde hair danced around her as she rubbed her body against another girl who, I had to admit, sported a perfect set of huge (about 46DD) breasts held up in a big, white, and lacy bra and tank. Jess was about three inches taller than her, at five etimesgut escort bayan foot six inches, but when we were together we were face-to-face and breast-to-breast. I felt my nipples harden even more in my bra as my gaze roved over her perfect, slim, and shapely body. She was dressed in a light and mostly transparent golden silk dress, and I could see her nipples protruding from the round bulges of her 40C size breasts. Her slightly curly black hair was halfway pulled back, and the rest fell around her face like a dark veil. As I came up behind her and slipped my hands around her waist I could feel a slight wetness and knew that her juices were leaking out of her delicious Escort etlik shaved pussy and were forming a wet spot on her short dress. We swung our hips to the beat of the music, and as I began rubbing my hands over her shaved thighs she moaned and whispered over her shoulder to me, “God, I thought you’d never get here. I need you so bad. I’m more horny than you can imagine.” I giggled into her ear and said, “I feel the same way, baby.” She swiftly extricated herself from the other busty chick’s embrace and we moved into the thick of the press of hundreds of other horny bodies. It was perfectly normal for girls in my school to dance together, and after a quick look around to make sure that no-one was giving us any special attention I slowly slid my had up from her thigh and up under her dress. My other hand massaged her abs as it roved up her body to gently squeeze her breasts. My hand down by her crotch slipped into her panties, and I felt her become even wetter as my upper hand stroked her throbbing boobs.

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