Dirty Dancing
written by:
Erlikkhan

Joan couldn't get Todd out of her mind. He had ignited a fire in her body. In bed at night she imagined his fingers and tongue probing her sex as she quietly rubbed her clit. She imagined taking him into her mouth and could almost feel his manhood inside her when she plunged one of Sarah's toys into her pussy. These images haunted her day and night. She had to see him again.

"Um, I was just wondering," Joan asked her roommate Sarah as the weekend approached, "If you've heard from Ron? I forgot to get Todd's contact information and was wondering if he and Ron might be coming up this weekend."

"No, not this weekend anyway," Sarah replied. "I just got a text from Ron. He has to write a paper and Todd's girlfriend from back home is going to visit him this weekend so he won't be able to come either."

The news hit Joan with a jolt. Todd had a girlfriend. All that time she was with Todd he was already committed to another girl. The penis that had been in her mouth had been in another girl's pussy- a girl he loved. Joan was just a slut to him - a fuck toy - and she had given him her virginity. She bolted from the room and ran down the hall to the bathroom. She locked herself in a stall and let the tears flow.

Joan went from being upset to being angry. How could he have done that to her if he had a girlfriend? She had been convinced that what happened with Todd had happened for a reason - that he was the one meant for her, that he was Mr. Right. That is why she let him take her virginity. Now she was just another of his conquests. How stupid could she be?

She heard a knock on the door of the stall. It was Sarah.

"Joan? Are you in there? Look, his girlfriend is just going to be there for the weekend. Todd will be back once she's gone. Besides, there are lots of other guys out there. Why don't we go to the dance over at the Catholic boy's prep school on Saturday? I'm sure you'll find someone just as good if not better than Todd."

Sarah pulled herself together and thought about what her roommate was proposing. Maybe it would be good to get away and take her mind off Todd. No, she thought to herself. All I'll be doing is fending off boys who want to get in my panties. I'm not going to be that stupid again. I'm not like Sarah who will fuck anyone with a penis without a second thought.

"I don't know Sarah," Joan replied. "I don't think..."

"Just stop," Sarah interrupted. "You are coming with me and that is all there is to it. You need to get out of here."

Joan finally caved to Sarah's insistence. She knew that she couldn't hide away in her room forever and mope. She needed to get on with life. On Saturday night they boarded a bus for the 15 minute ride to the Catholic boy's prep school. When they arrived Sister Mary reminded them that the bus would depart promptly at midnight and that no one was to leave the auditorium until that time except to use the bathroom.

Sarah wasted no time in finding a dance partner. Joan tried to hide in the shadows, but a tall handsome boy named Mike found her and asked her to dance. The music was loud and fast so they couldn't really communicate other than through hand gestures. Then the music slowed. Mike spread his hands and looked at her with an expression that was an invitation to dance. Joan shrugged her shoulders and let him pull her closer.

Mike slipped his hands around her waist. She rested her head in the crook of his neck. They slowly moved to the music. He pulled her closer. Just like what had happened with Todd, Joan became aware of Mike's manhood pressing against her belly. She could feel him growing bigger and harder. All week long she had craved Todd, but Todd wasn't here. Screw him, she thought. I don't need him.

Joan let her anger turn to thoughts of revenge. She slipped her arms around Mike's neck and pulled her body closer. The pressure from his rigid shaft against her belly was intoxicating. Mike moved his hands down her back and shifted until his bulge was pressing directly against her mound. Joan squirmed against him like a wanton whore. His hands slid to her ass cheeks and pulled her even tighter against his manhood. Their lips met. Their feet were barely moving when the music finally ended.

"Follow me," Mike whispered.

Joan knew she was playing a dangerous game but she no longer cared. ‘Fuck Todd' was all she could think. Joan let him take her hand. They snuck out an exit door at the back of the auditorium and went down two flights of stairs. Mike pulled her under the stairwell. He pressed her against the wall. Their lips met in a desperate kiss. Their tongues mingled. Their bodies melded together in a shameless dance.

Joan felt his hardness against her pussy and spread her thighs. Mike fucked its length up and down her mound through the skirt she was wearing. Joan squirmed against him. She could feel her panties get damp with secretions seeping out from between her legs. Mike moved his lips to her ear and pushed his tongue inside. His hands slid under the back of her skirt. His fingers dug into her rounded cheeks through her panties. Joan threw her head back and gasped.

Mike's hands slid into the back of her panties. His fingers squeezed and massaged the creamy flesh of her ass cheeks. His lips moved to her neck and gently nibbled on the thin skin. Joan continued to grind her pussy against his hardness. The churning in her loins had her head spinning with lust. She felt her pussy clench. She gasped. Her body shuddered. Juices of excitement gushed into her panties.

Mike slid his hands up her body and over her breasts. He squeezed and fondled her generously proportioned swells. Joan opened her eyes and watched him unbutton her blouse. He reached around and unclasped her bra. His fingers found the warm flesh and gently massaged the soft tissue rubbing his thumbs across her hard nipples.

Joan stood with her back to the wall and let Mike have his way with her. He lowered his head and sucked a nipple into his mouth swirling his tongue around the tip and gently raking his teeth across it. Joan ran her fingers through his hair and felt the pleasure spread through her body. He moved to the other nipple and repeated the ritual. A hand moved under her skirt and into her panties. Joan gasped when a finger parted the searing folds of her pussy.

Mike rubbed his finger up and down her gash. He found her clit and fluttered a fingertip across it. Joan's knees became wobbly. He continued to tease her clit. An orgasm ripped through her pussy. She threw her head back and squealed. Two fingers plunged into her steamy depths. He rapidly fucked them in and out of her body. Wet squishing sounds filled the air. A series of spasms gripped her pussy. Juices poured out from her opening.

Mike pulled his dripping fingers from her cunt and lifted them to Joan's lips. She sucked them into her mouth and savored the taste of her passion. Her hand slid down Mike's body and over the bulge pushing out from his pants. She rubbed along his length gently squeezing him with her fingers. Joan continued to suck his fingers like she was sucking a cock. Her eyes were open and locked on his.

Mike put his hands on her shoulders and pushed. Joan slid down the wall until she was squatting in front of Mike. Her hand continued to rub his bulging manhood now directly in front of her face. Mike pulled down his zipper and took out his cock. Joan gasped at its size. He was even bigger than Todd. She wrapped her fingers around his throbbing flesh and slowly stroked him with her hand.

Mike grabbed her head and pulled her face closer. Joan didn't resist. She swirled her tongue across his knob. She kissed her way down his length and back up again before sliding his hard meat into her mouth. She loved how it throbbed and pulsed against her tongue. Joan moved her lips down the vein streaked shaft as far as she could. Almost half of his length was still exposed.

Joan bobbed her head up and down swirling her tongue around his mushroom-shaped tip and over the ridges of his veins. Mike thrust up into her mouth each time she plunged her lips down his shaft. Joan felt his knob bounce against her throat again and again. She gagged and choked but didn't pull away. Spit drooled from her lips and streamed down his shaft.

Mike went faster and faster fucking her face with the fury of a wild stallion. The tip of his cock continued to slam against her throat. He was trying to force it deeper but it was just too big. Joan gagged and struggled to get air. Spit poured from her lips making a wet stain on the front of his pants. Mike finally pulled out. She coughed and gasped. Strands of saliva drooled down her chin.

Mike quickly pushed down his pants and briefs. Joan barely had time to catch her breath before he rammed his cock back into her mouth. This time he forced the knob into her throat. She gagged and choked trying to push him away but he wouldn't let go. He pushed it even deeper. His cock slid past her gag point. The urge to choke went away. Joan felt her lips brush against his pubes and realized that, despite his size, she had swallowed his entire length.

Mike pulled out and thrust his cock back down her throat. The first few times Joan thought she would choke, but she quickly learned how to relax until he slid past her gag point. After that it was no problem. It was sloppy and messy, but Joan loved having him fuck her throat. Spit was running down her chin and neck but she didn't care. She slipped a hand between her legs and rubbed her clit.

Mike finally pulled her up and pressed her back against the wall. They kissed with wild lust. Joan wrapped her hand around his naked hardness and stroked. Mike plunged two fingers up her pussy. His kissed his way down to her neck and then her nipples. He slid to the floor on his knees and hooked his fingers in the waistband of her damp panties. They slid down her legs. Joan pulled up the front of her skirt giving Mike an unobstructed view of her highly aroused and very wet pussy.

Mike shot out his tongue and flicked the tip across her open folds licking the juices beaded on her pink petals. Joan spread her thighs and put her hands on his head. He clamped his lips over her mound and buried his tongue in her quivering passage. Joan squirmed against him pulling his face tighter to her sex. Every nerve ending in her body was firing in agonizing pleasure.

Mike moved his tongue to her clit and plunged two fingers into her overheated cunt. Joan's scream bounced off the walls of the stairwell. The climatic explosion gripped her pussy with a series of orgasmic convulsions. Mike clamped his lips around her gushing well and drank the pungent nectar pouring out of her body. Joan bucked and squirmed against face. She continued to shake and tremble with uncontrollable spasms. Her legs became wobbly and weak.

Before she could catch her breath Mike stood and bent his knees guiding the tip of his cock between her twitching folds. Joan felt him at her opening and knew he was going to fuck her and that she was going to let him. Her pussy was hungry for more. It needed to be filled. Joan put her hands on his shoulders and spread her thighs.

Mike thrust hard. His big cock drove deep into her body stretching her pussy to accommodate his size. He pulled out and thrust again driving it even deeper. Joan squealed. His was big and hard and throbbing with life. The pressure in her pussy was intense. She could feel his hard flesh throbbing against the walls of her cunt. It was amazing. It was wonderful.

Mike slammed into her again and again jerking her body up the wall. Her shrieks and squeals were loud and out of control. Joan dug her fingers into his shoulders and held on for dear life. Her head was swirling with lust and passion. A continuous series of intense spasms ripped through her body. Juices poured from her cunt and dribbled down her thighs.

Mike grabbed her ass cheeks and pulled Joan into the air. She wrapped her arms and legs around him. He relentlessly pounded his cock deep into her quivering pussy driving her up the side of the wall on each thrust. Joan sunk her teeth into his neck and tried to regain some semblance of control but it was impossible. One orgasm after the next shook her to the core.

Mike lowered Joan's limp body to the floor and spun her around until she was facing the wall. He lifted the back of her skirt and guided his cock between the creamy spheres of her ass cheeks. His knob slipped between the dripping folds and found her opening. Joan shrieked when he plunged deep into her hot pussy. She braced herself against the wall and waited for more.

Mike reached around her body and crushed her naked tits with his big hands. He slammed his cock between her cheeks again and again and again. Joan tilted her ass back to meet his thrusts. She felt him go deeper than he had ever been. His cock bounced off her cervix. He continued to fuck her with hard deep thrusts. Pussy juice streamed down her thighs.

"Get on your knees," Mike ordered. "I'm going to cum on your face."

His words didn't register. Joan could barely breathe. Her body was trembling with exhaustion. Mike pushed Joan down onto her knees. He wrapped his hand around his hard meat and aimed it at her face. Seconds later hot cum exploded from the tip and splashed against her forehead. More shot up the side of her nose and over her eyebrow. A third blast bounced off her cheek. Several spurts hit her lips and chin and sprayed down onto her tits.

Joan knew that what he was doing was humiliating and degrading. It didn't matter. She loved it. Feeling hot cum splashing against her face only added to the raw pleasure pounding in her loins. Joan slipped a hand to her pussy and rubbed her clit. Cum continued to splatter her face. Joan's pussy exploded. She fell forward gasping and shaking. Mike's ejaculate dripped from her lips and chin. She rubbed her pussy to another gushing orgasm.

Joan sat up on her knees trying to catch her breath. She opened her eyes and was shocked to see three boys standing in front of her. They were naked from the waist down. Joan looked around for Mike but he had already left. Panic was in her eyes. They stepped closer surrounding her and dangling their hard cocks in her face. They didn't really expect her to perform for them did they? She didn't even know their names.

One of the boys pressed the knob of his banana-shaped cock against her cum-speckled lips. ‘I'm not doing this' Joan said to herself. ‘Only whores do this' the voice in her head continued. ‘Only sluts.' These voices were slowly quashed by the throbbing in her loins. The slut hiding inside took control. Her mouth opened. His cock slid between her lips. The slut wrapped her fingers around a second cock. Her other hand found the third one.

Joan's slut mouth moved from one cock to the next eagerly sucking and licking the hard flesh. She varied her routine with each boy. Sometimes she took him deep into her throat pressing her lips tightly against his pubes. Other times she bobbed her head up and down his length fucking his hard meat with her mouth. Her hands continued to stroke the two cocks she wasn't sucking.

"What a fucking whore," a voice exclaimed. "Look how much she loves it."

They were right. ‘I am a whore,' she thought to herself. ‘I am a whore and a slut and I love it.' She became more aggressive. Her mouth flew up and down the length of the cock she was sucking driving it into her throat again and again. Spit flew out from her lips and dribbled down her chin. She moved to the next cock and did the same thing, and then the next.

"Who wants to fuck her first?" One of the boys asked.

Joan was pulled up from the floor. She wiped the spit off her lips while they ripped off her remaining clothes. A boy standing in front of her roughly squeezed and pinched her tits and nipples. Behind her a hand snaked between her legs. Two fingers plunged into her dripping pussy. The third boy sat on the stairs with his hard cock poking up from his lap. When the first two were finished fondling and fingering her they dragged her over to him and helped her squat backwards onto his rigid shaft.

"Ooooohhhhh..."

Joan gasped when she felt his hard cock plunge deep into her dripping pussy. She lifted up and impaled herself back down his length again and again. He thrust up into her body each time she came down on him driving his cock deep into her belly. One of the other boys stood in front of Joan and pulled her mouth to his cock. She eagerly slid her lips down his shaft swirling her tongue around his hard flesh. The third cock showed up in her face. She serviced it as well.

Joan was pulled off the cock in her pussy, spun around and bent over at the waist. The boy she had been fucking grabbed her by the hair and rammed his slimy shaft into her mouth. Her ass was tilted high in the air with her pussy hanging between her thighs just below the creamy cheeks of her ass. One of the other boys stepped behind her and guided the tip of his cock between her folds. He thrust hard and drove it deep into her cunt.

The cock she was sucking was forced down her throat. The boy fucking her pussy slammed his hard meat up her cunt with long deep strokes jerking her head forward on each thrust. Joan loved what they were doing to her. An orgasm ripped through her pussy and then another. The boy whose cock was jammed down her throat finally yanked her up by the hair. She gasped and coughed. Spit poured from her lips in long strands.

The cock in her pussy pulled out and was immediately replaced by the third cock. He pounded it into her pussy hard and fast. Her mouth was forced back down onto the cock in front of her. Another orgasm sent more tremors through her body. Her knees became weak. The boy fucking her mouth dug his fingers into her head and grunted. Hot cum sprayed like pee from the tip. She gagged on his ejaculate. Some came shooting out of her nose. More drooled from her lips.

Seconds later the cock fucking her pussy swelled. Joan felt his warm seed fill her cunt. She collapsed onto her knees shaking with excitement. Cum seeped out from her pussy and streamed down her thighs. The third boy turned her head and rammed his cock between her lips. He fucked her face like a madman. She tried to keep up with his powerful thrusts. Spit poured from her lips. She gagged and choked on his hard flesh each time he rammed it into her throat.

"Ggggggggggg... aaaagggghhhh..."

He pulled his cock from her drooling lips, wrapped his hand around his shaft and grunted. Hot cum splattered across her face and into her hair. Spurt after spurt continued to spew from his knob until it was running down her cheeks and dripping from her chin. He shoved his cock back into her mouth and deposited the final few drops onto her tongue.

After recovering Joan looked up and saw three more boys waiting their turn. They stepped closer and waived their hard cocks in her face. Nothing seemed real. Joan wondered if it was just a dream. One of the boys pushed his knob between her lips. Joan took him into her mouth and eventually down her throat. She did this with each of them. Then they took turns fucking her.

Filth began to spew from her mouth as Joan begged them to ‘fuck my pussy' and ‘shove you big hard cock up my cunt' and ‘harder' and ‘deeper'. She couldn't get enough. One orgasm after the next ripped through her pussy. The first boy filled her cunt with cum. The second boy shot in her mouth. The third splattered her creamy ass cheeks with hot cum.

When they were finished there were three more boys waiting. Joan eagerly went to work sucking each of them into her mouth. They took turns fucking her on the stairs and up against the wall. When they had finished fucking her they made her get on their knees and jerked off all over her face, hair and tits. Joan rubbed her pussy to another orgasm as the hot ejaculate splashed against her.

There were three more boys after that and then three more. By the time it was over Joan had fucked 16 boys in less than two hours. She was exhausted and spent. Her naked body lay on the cold floor with cum leaking out from between her legs and speckled across her face and tits. She slowly got to her knees and found her clothes. She dressed and went to the ladies room to clean.

"Thank god you're back," Sarah said when Joan returned to the auditorium. "The bus is going to leave in a few minutes. Did you have a good time?"

Joan thought about how to respond. Was it a good time? It was certainly an education. She was no longer the same girl that had boarded the bus earlier that night. Now she was a slut... a whore. She had fucked sixteen boys she didn't even know. Did she enjoy it? She could feel the throbbing in her pussy. Even her nipples were still swollen.

"You know Sarah, I think I did. Yes, I had a very good time."