Thread: Wicked Deception (Orgasmo vs. Silver Lining)

Grooving to the beat, Darryll smiled as his dance partner began moving her hips and body to the beat and rhythm of the music. She certainly knew how to dance and the Monroe rugby jock was relieved to find that he had not led a cold fish out onto the dance floor. He was especially liking the way her curve-hugging dress accentuated the movements of her body as it suently echoed the energetic sway of her hips. The enchanting beauty just oozed with sex appeal - in the way she looked, the way she moved and the way she spoke. Darryll matched his movements with hers as they continued to dance. He couldnt help but smirk when he noticed that he wasnt the only one focused on the radiant beauty. All around them, both males and females were openly admiring the way she moved her body. In fact, she was beginning to draw a crowd as people jostled for position all around her. Soon though, all the bodies surrounding them became nothing more than a blur in a kaleidoscope of lights and sounds as Darrylls attention fell solely on the captivating beauty dancing freely before him. The curves of her body continued to roll and sway, undulating inveiglingly to the beat and rhythm of the music. Darryll definitely felt something stirring inside of him, no doubt the effects of the brunettes charms. This chic was intelligent, funny, had a kicking body and could dance. What more could a guy ask for? Using his powers of extrapolation, Darryll deduced that if she was this good a dancer, then surely she was an amazing lover as well. She was a phenomenal dancer indeed, as evidenced by all the attention she was getting - both from him and from everyone around them. When she poised her back against his front, Darryll instinctively slid a hand around her waist to her flat stomach and pulled her in closer. His other hand meanwhile, found its way to the deltoid muscle of one of her arms and began massaging it gently. A thin film of perspiration gave her olive skin a torrid glow and the heat of her body added to his as he held her against his larger frame while they continued swaying to the music. My toes send your humongous feet their sincerest thanks, he said, looking into her dreamy hazel eyes. Without another word, the brazen Woodcock assertively turned Evelyn around so that they now faced each other. Next, he took the bewitching brunette by the hand and pulled her close while his other hand discretely found its way to her stomach. He gave her a rakish grin along with a double waggle of his brow. Then without warning, he pushed her away while still holding onto her hand. Darryll twirled her once, then twirled her again in the reverse direction before finally pulling her back tight against his body just as before. As he held her close, Darryll placed a powerful arm around her waist with his hand at the small of her back. He then looked deeply into her smoldering orbs as if to say, Trust me, and placed her hand on his shoulder. Then, with a dashing air and the panache of an Argentinean Tango dancer, Darryll planted his front foot firmly and dipped the dazzling Brasileira with a flourish toward the floor, allowing her to straddle his front leg, bent at the knee for added support, while at the same time extending out his back leg for extra style and balance. While she held onto his nape, Darrylls strong arm supported her slender frame, cradling her at the small of her back. As he held her in the dipped position, his other hand found its way to her outer leg and slid down along the back of her bare thigh to the area just behind her knee. Darryll then pulled up her leg, bent at the knee, so that her inner thigh now rested snugly against his hip and held it there, causing the bottom of her short cocktail dress to slide back exposing more than what a modest girl would probably want to show. Still holding her this way in the dipped position with his muscular arms, Darryll bent over Evelyns lithe body, his face hovering just above her bosom, and placed his lips and nose lightly on the exposed skin of her chest, just above the top of her dress. The two of them struck a salacious pose indeed, causing more than a few looks to be cast in their direction. It was a bold move on Darrylls part, even here in this raucous club in front of all these people, but that was the kind of unpredictable, spontaneous male he was. With his lips and nose still just lightly resting on her soft skin, Darryll slowly brought his dance partner back upright while still holding her bent leg high against his hip. As he did so, he let his mouth slide lightly, deliberately and slowly to the base of her neck and then up to the sensitive area just below her ear. His lips and nose just barely grazing against her supple skin along the way. Darryll then eased her leg back down very slowly along his hip and outer thigh until she had both feet back on the floor with the hem of her dress properly aligned - more or less. His lips lingered next to her auricle as he deeply inhaled the rich sweet scent of her hair. With a finger, Darryll gently tucked a bit of her velvety chocolate strands behind her ear and breathed into it, Well, you may not be able to dance too well, Scrunchy but at least you smell good. He took in her fragrant bouquet again and whispered once more. Though, it looks like its going to be up to me to make your body shake and your legs quiver tonight, he added in a sexually evocative tone.