It was a popular dance club in New York.  Considering it was a
Friday night the floor wasn't very crowded.  Even so, the body heat was
tremendous.  One couple in particular seemed to be melting - not only
themselves, but also those around them.  Their favorite move was to
stand back-to-front so that once could grind crotch against ass.
Perhaps it was only the exertion of dancing, but they were both getting
brightly flushed.  At the end of a particularly long and erotic number,
there was an unspoken agreement that there had been enough dancing here
tonight.

    "Marie..being with you is so exciting tonight.", he said as they
stepped out to the icy parking lot.  "You're not so bad yourself", she
responded "Any plans tonight?" "Oh..  just a few", he smirked.  "But
first", spinning around, he opened his bulky overcoat wide.  "Flashing
me, are you Jim?" "No, I just wanted a hot hug, that's all." "I'll bet",
she breathed as she crawled inside the jacket to embrace him.

    Closing his jacket around her, he bent down and brushed his lips
lightly along her cheeks towards her full lips.  Just as their lips touched
 she pulled his lower lip into her mouth, and began nibbling.  Soon,
they were kissing furiously, unaware of the other patrons walking past.

    "Jim", Marie murmured after someone practically ran into them,
maybe we should move somewhere else" With a sly grin, he lifted her and
they stumbled off, still locked in an embrace inside his coat, to a
shadowed area behind their car.  "I don't think we'll be seen here", he
said.  Tracing her hand sensuously down his chest she sighed "I
certainly hope not" As she reached his pants, she grinned mischievously
and unzipped the fly.  "Marie!..." "Sshh, we can't be seen here,
remember?"  Reaching inside his trousers, "and you obviously don't mind
anyway - it s pretty warm in there."   Having said this, she grabbed his
penis and pumped it, while kissing him feverishly.  Jim responded with a
sharp intake of breath and a satisfied snap, when he finally managed to
undo her bra.

    "Just what can we do here?", he wondered aloud.  "Let's..find...out"
 she suggested.  Hungrily, she kissed along his neck, while he managed
to squeeze his hand between her nipple and his chest.  "It's a pretty
tight fit here"  Still, he managed to roll her nipple between his fingers
  Meanwhile, his other hand was underneath her skirt, gliding along the
inside of her left thigh.  Circling closer and closer, he was finally
stroking her lips through the outside of her panties.  "My, a little wet
there, isn't it."  "Errngh" was all she moaned pressing into his hand.
Her kisses along his neck, combined with the gentle fondling of his
scrotum were obviously having an effect.  Jim began thrusting his hips
against her.

    Taking the edge of her panties, he whispered "I hope you don't mind"
and ripped them in two.  "Only if you don't" she said, popping open his
button fly jeans and shredding his underwear.  "Let's leave the pants
on, though" he proposed as he refastened his pants, leaving his erection
projecting from the fly.  Marie pulled her blouse up and over his penis,
so that she could press it against her bare stomach.  Jim's hand again
crept under her skirt.  Only now, her lips were fully exposed.  He began
probing her vagina with one finger, while his thumb ran lazy circles
around her clitoris.  "You know", she said, "even though it's pretty ...
Mmmm ...  waa ...  uuhh ...  warm under here - the cold is still coming
up under the coat."

    "Let's do something about it." He then picked her up so her crotch
was about waist-level for him.  His glans brushed across her clitoris on
the way up, and now it was just barely touching her lips ...  back and
forth ...  tantalizing her clitoris and then down until it was pressing
lightly against her, by now dripping, entrance.  While kissing fiercely,
they each gyrated against the other.  Sometimes bringing their organs
apart but at times beginning penetration.  They were both practically
hyperventilating and they could feel the seat begin to drip where their
bodies pressed together.

    Now, his glans was firmly squeezed just inside her vagina.  She
gyrated circularly, as he made slight thrusts - bringing himself almost out
and then just barely in again.

    At just this moment, a car started pulling into the spot across from them
Without a word, the two disentangled and readjusted.  They quickly got
into the car and drove off.  Of course, they did leave an interesting
bit of evidence behind.  Two torn underwear could be found lying in the
parking lot.


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