Mystery Dancer

About a month ago my friends and I went to a friend of friend’s party. It was at a large house, the entrance was bigger than my apartment. As the night went on, I was wondering around and made my way to the dance floor. It was there when I saw her. I was stunned, she was absolutely beautiful. I could not move my eyes away as she danced by herself on the floor, rebuffing any guy that comes close to her. She was slightly taller than me with a graceful body. Her hair midnight black, tied in the back falling halfway across the back. Her skin was tanned, glistening among the lights. Her eyes were slightly slanted inward, feline. Her nose, narrow. Her mouth, red from lipstick. I was entranced by this beauty. Somehow she sensed me staring as her eyes locked onto mine. She moved towards me, reaching out, taking my hand. I couldn’t resist, I followed her out onto the floor. We delved deep into the crowded floor, hiding away among the dancers. The beat, a trance that everyone was getting lost in. She moved behind me, I could feel her breasts along my back, making a circle as she moved with the music. I leaned back, hypnotized by her moves. I felt her mouth against my ear. “Shhh”, she whispered, sending shivers along my neck from her breath. I felt her hand on my stomach, moving down, touching my clit over my clothes. I moaned softly, trembling from her touch. Closing my eyes, I felt her hand make a small circle around my aching clit. Another moan, “Quiet, Love”. I nod, not trusting myself to talk. She moves around me, her hand sliding along my back, grasping the back of my neck. We start to sway to the music. She leans forward, I can smell how intoxicating she was, all my senses kicking into over drive. She kisses my neck with her soft lips. Yet another moan escapes me. Her leg pushes between mine legs, until her thigh rests along my pussy. She rubs against me, her other hand on the small of my back pulls me into her. Then like a rude awakening the music stops. A slight pause in the music, but the moment shatters. She takes a step backward, smiles, gives me a quick kiss, turns around, and leaves. I am breathing heavily, overwhelmed at what just occurred. I start forward wanting more of her, but she is lost in the crowd.