The spotlight dance.  

BiCuriousWifePl 47M/43F
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6/4/2006 1:43 am

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6/14/2006 6:34 pm

The spotlight dance.

The night of our first couples dance I didn't know what to expect. I was not at all prepared for what awaited us inside.

My first impressions were surreal as I gazed about the room. The women all looked like exotic birds with there erotic costuming and each one seemed more beautiful then the last.

Everywhere I looked I saw scantily clad women mingling casually. Other women appeared to be holding court with a circle of admirers as they posed and preened for the crowd.

I felt my cheeks pinking when I realized the women in the pink lingerie had caught me starring. My mouth went dry as she leaned over the refreshment table and I realized she was wearing crotch-less panties. In the shadowy valley beneath her heart shaped ass I could see the pouting pink lip's of her sex.

I blushed again and looked away as I heard her low, throaty laugh.

I kept my coat on feeling self-conscious but that seemed to draw more attention to us as we sat in the back of the room. Word circulated that it was our wedding anniversary and several couples made it to our table to congratulate us as the women casually petted me through the heavy pelts as they admired my anniversary gift.

When the spotlight dance was announced I was confused to hear the DJ ask me to come to the dance floor but I never got the chance to ask what it meant. The chance was taken from me when I was asked to follow a stunning brunette to the floor.

I followed her whispering that I didn't know how to dance but she said everything would be fine and I would be great.

I didn't know what was expected of me as we stood on the dance floor, only the two of us with all eyes on us. I looked helplessly around the room for you but you were still in the back and too far away to run too.

As the music started the DJ spoke once again and asked if there would be any ladies willing to help me with my coat.

The dance floor was suddenly filled with beautiful women, all of them touching and petting me as they peeled off my coat.

The hands remained caressing me from every direction as the music pulsed a slow erotic beat. I felt myself being pulled back into waiting arms as some of the touching became more intimate and erotic.

I felt hands sliding up my skirt and looked to see the stunning brunette kneeling in front of me. I felt like I was being worshiped by the followers of an ancient fertility goddess.

Her beautiful face glowed with the ecstasy and excitement of the moment. She looked holly and reverent and worshipfully.

The moment became even more surreal as she pushed my panties aside and dipped her head to taste me. I felt a rush of pure sexual power as I watched our lip's meet.

This was what it felt like to be a goddess. To be loved by so many and to be worshiped in pagan way's.

I wanted this feeling of power to go on and on.

My legs buckled under the intensity but my new lovers must have expected it, I felt myself lifted up into there arms as my legs were spread wider for access.

My new friends were eager to share me and the crowd of women that surrounded me where constantly changing. Occasionally I would watch as the brunette would step back to let another woman have a taste at my pussy.

The sensation was like a thousand exotic butterflies fluttering on my body and drinking the nectar from an exotic flower.

For a moment I was the flower and the sweetness built until I was trembling.

There was an explosion of feeling as I felt her finger slide into my ass.

I trembled and shook with sexual energy. It was my own contribution to the pagan dance going on around me.

The energy became raw and the pleasure blinding as she devoured me with her mouth while fucking my tight ass with her fingers.

I came in waves as she slowly slid her finger out gentling her tongue to a fluttering kiss as the music stopped.

I made my way back to you on shaky feet with only one thought.

I had forgotten to ask her name


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