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I was a local town DJ. Venue wasn’t the biggest on the town, but I gave it the best atmosphere by having a laugh with all the customers and playing popular dance music. Picking up girls was easy. I wasn’t a bad looking lad and the job as the DJ made it simple to talk to any girl in the place. As they came for requests I could tell straight away what I could get away with. A kiss in return for a song or sometimes a lot more. The night I remember right now, started as an average night. The place was full of people, dancing and having fun. A girl with long straight dark hair, walked across the dance floor towards me. She wore a not so typical little black dress. It was very figure hugging and low cut. She looked above the crowd, the type of look that could silence a room (and possibly would, if I wasn’t playing loud dance music). Her high heels made her hips swing slightly as she stepped towards me. She leant on the counter at the side of the DJ box. Her already, high lifted breasts pushed further up. She knew what she was etimesgut escort doing to her breasts and giggled as she looked down at them. She looked back up at me, gave a big smile and rolled a piece of chewing gum across her perfect white teeth. She was easy to talk to and we started to chat. She told me her friends had moved on to the next pub, but she liked what music I was playing so she’d rather stay and talk to me. I let her up into the DJ booth which is raised about two feet above the dance floor and closed the door. She sat next to my feet, sipping on her drink. I could her singing above the songs and she swung her feet side to side with the beat of the music. She made me laugh with her carefree attitude (or perhaps the alcohol). She was mischievous. Swapping my drink with hers or pinching CDs I’d put down. I kept having to step over her long, well toned legs and it became a game where she would swing them side to side as I was still trying to pick CDs and mix songs and I had eryaman escort to keep stepping over her to get to where I needed to be. I always asked the same glass collector to bring me drinks. He wondered why I was asking for vodka and lemonade along with my usual coke, until he saw me standing with my legs wide over something. His eyes went wide when he saw the stunning young woman sat at on the floor. Our silly game took a nice turn. I went to step over her and waited for her to swing her legs. She didn’t move at first. She just looked up at me with her big brown eyes and perfect smile. Keeping eye contact, she moved just one leg to the side. Her short skirt flicked back under the tension. She was wearing very skimpy black satin knickers that were tight against her pussy. I stepped back and looked down at her perky breasts squeezing out of the top of her dress and her now unreal looking long bare legs. I forgot I was supposed to be working for a second, the song playing was running sincan escort out and I had to think and work fast to get another song on. I stood between her wide legs to at the DJ mixer. She started to stroke the inside of my thighs. All the time I’m stood looking at everyone drinking and dancing in front of me. I still had to work. Changing CDs and talking on the microphone while this beautiful, half naked woman scratched her long nails up and down my jeans. Her hand squeezed the growing bulge, then undid the buttons on my fly. I felt her hand was cold of the glass she’d been sipping from as it slid along my erect cock. She smiled as she pointed out I wasn’t wearing underwear (hence button fly). I had to pick the next song and awkwardly I leant to the CD case trying to keep her hand inside my now, very tight jeans. As I moved she held my cock tight. I could feel her long nails on my shaft which made me twitch with excitement. I picked a long record to play so she could play with me with less interruption (well for at least 5mins 45seconds). I stood watching over everyone’s heads as she pulled out my cock and began to wank me gently off. Twisting her wrist as she played. I at first I kept panicking that someone could see and I looked around, watching for anyone who looked like they knew what was going on.
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