Night out looking

I got dressed up in a skin-tight, backless mini-cocktail dress with a drooping, low-cut cowl-neck that showed off a lot of cleavage, and plenty of side boob. The way my tits wobbled and swayed beneath the loose material allowed my areolas and nipples to become exposed sometimes... which tended to get me aroused, and even hornier than usual. With sexy heels to finish the outfit, and accentuate my legs and tight ass, I drove the forty minutes to the club downtown.
Once I got there, I didn’t waste any time. I took a pass around the large, bustling room... soaking up the energetic noise, the thumping music, and the throng of women enjoying the dimly lit dance floor and dark corners of the club.
It didn’t take long for me to find what I was looking for.
She was about my size... with long, dark hair and big, brown eyes... a lithe, slender shape, but with beautiful, tear-shaped breasts... about a C-cup, so a bit smaller than mine.
She was wearing a pair of extremely low-rise jeans that rested on her hips several inches below her pierced naval... and a tiny, tight-fitting crop top with strategic cut-outs that exposed plenty of boob flesh and showed off impressive nipple bumps poking through the thin fabric of her half-shirt.
She was leaning against a wall over by the pool table... watching the room more than the game... and she smiled at me as she saw me heading her way. Her smile grew bigger as her eyes drifted down to my swaying breasts beneath my cocktail dress, as she watched me walk in her direction.
I offered a coquettish grin as I approached her... my eyes devouring her gorgeous smile and sexy shape... then leaned into her as we exchanged greetings. We had to put our heads close together to speak into each other’s ears to make ourselves heard over the thumping music and din of the crowded room. It didn’t take long before I’d maneuvered her a little farther into the darker corner of the room... then brushed my boobs over her arms, as I leaned into her... whispering suggestive compliments into her ear.
She seemed to be responding, so I got bold and gently caressed her breasts with one hand... pulling gently on her nipples, as they stiffened to my touch... then, taking her moans as a green light... I slid my other hand down her flat belly, and into her pants.
I could tell she wasn’t wearing panties, and her jeans sat so low that I could easily slip my fingers past her clitoris... all the way between her legs... and fondle the gash between her moist pussy lips. The darkness of the corner hid most of what we were doing, but I had noticed a few others doing the same thing in other dark corners as I’d made my initial pass, so I doubted anyone was paying any attention to us.
Neither of us seemed to care, anyway, as she spread her legs a bit, and pressed her lips against mine in a passionate, tongue-filled kiss.
I moved my hand that was stroking her vagina up a bit, until my probing fingers found her plump, throbbing clitoris. I began rubbing little circles around the tip... causing her to gyrate her hips and moan into my mouth, as I pulled one of her boobs out of her top and continued fondling it with my other hand.
With a soft moan, she held her exposed tit in one of her hands... offering it up to me like a prize... so, I happily broke our kiss and leaned down to suck her nipple into my mouth... nibbling and pulling on the taut, fleshy orb, while continuing to rub her stiff clit between her spread legs. She had long, thick nipples and I eagerly toyed with them with my lips, as they got longer and thicker against my flicking tongue.
She didn’t last long... in no time, she let out a guttural moan, rocked her hips into my stroking hand, and erupted... creaming all over my probing fingers. Her tiny yelps and exclamations of pleasure were drowned out amidst the clamor of the loud music and chattering women... so we weren’t worried about making too much noise.
I softened my fingers against her engorged nub, as she rode her climax to its peak... then relished its warm, sensuous waves of pleasure, as it lingered a bit... then slowly faded away.
She pulled my face back up to hers and pressed her lips hard against mine... her tongue dancing with mine... as she moaned her pleasure and enjoyed the aftermath of her explosive orgasm.
After taking a few minutes to catch her breath, she pressed her mouth against my ear, and murmured, “Your turn”, as she reached inside the cowl neckline of my dress, and squeezed one of my fleshy boobs.
I smiled at her, as I pulled her hand off my tit, and said, “No... not here,” then I took her hand and added, “Come with me”, as I led her toward the back of the club.
I took her to the bathroom.... nudged her into one of the stalls... then closed the door behind us.
The stall was designed with a small ledge at about thigh level, for purses and cell phones. I pushed her down so that she was sitting on the toilet seat... then placed one of my feet up onto the ledge to her right. This caused my mini-cocktail dress to ride up on my legs... almost to my waist... leaving my G-string panties totally exposed and staring her in the face.
I saw her grin as I pulled my panties to the side... then pulled her face into my already dripping wet vagina.
She sucked me off perfectly!
She started by placing little pecks on the tip of my throbbing clitoris... then she grabbed my ass cheeks with both of her hands and pulled me toward her mouth... using her tongue to lick up and down the drenched slit between my pussy lips. After toying with my labia for a while and poking her tongue in and out of my cunt a few times, she focused on my stiff nub... pulling and flicking the engorged button with her lips and tongue.
I was so turned on, I didn’t last very long. Between fingering her in the club, and then her mouth teasing and sucking my straining clit... I launched into a delicious, tingly orgasm.
As I moaned and rocked my hips against her probing tongue and soft lips... I suddenly creamed into her mouth... my pussy juices flooding her face... trickling down her cheeks and dripping off her chin.
I stood there with my eyes closed... rocking my hips slightly and mumbling about how good it felt, as she softened her tongue against my clitoris so I could enjoy the remnants of my incredible climax.
After my euphoria had finally faded away, she kissed the tip of my clitoris... then adjusted my panties back in place to cover my sodden pussy lips.

As we cleaned up at the sinks in the bathroom, she smiled at me and asked for my phone number.

I smiled back, and said, “No... sorry... I’m married.”
Jenny