The Ballet Dancer Part 1
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I had no time to think, not even to react, which may have been all the better for me. As she glided towards me, she let slip the towel, revealing her full, firm breasts, with large, deep red nipples that had stiffened in the shower. I could see as well that she was a natural blond, though she had trimmed her patch into a tasteful landing strip. And then she was on me and through me. The heat of her passion crashed into me, burning my crotch even through the layers of the suit I wore still. The...
Straight SexPart 7 On the way home, I texted Tiffany about coming with me to babysit; she said yes, and was excited that she would be making some extra cash. I texted her the whole story about how I had met Chrissie and Mr. Roberts, about getting my ears pierced, and how I had "dressed up" a bit for the interview. Chrissie had taken some pics of us playing dolls together in her bedroom, which I sent to Tiffany. "OMG, girlfriend!" she immediately texted back. "You are smoking hot!!!!" she...
Hi guys it’s Anna again I’m ready to let you into a few more secrets of my dance life. As a ballet mistress you have to be strong willed and able to control groups of students, getting young people to behave as you want them can be challenging, especially the older teenagers. I have had a lot of experience of disciplining my pupils I have to be strict and sometimes have run ins with irate parents but, it’s all part of the job I know there’s a line I cannot cross when it comes to maintaining...
Part 4 On the way to the salon, I felt a need to go to the bathroom and quickly realized that I had a dilemma. I obviously couldn't go into the boys restroom dressed this way! I would probably get beat up. But then what if I used the girls restroom, and someone realized that I wasn't a girl? Couldn't I get in trouble for that too? I decided to whisper this to my sister Courtney, who suggested that since I was wearing makeup, my hair style was brushed over to the side that made it...
Ballet Class - Part 1 I am the middle child at age 14; my two sisters Vanessa and Courtney are 13 and 16. Our mom is an attorney at a large law firm in San Francisco; we live in a large Victorian in a nice part of the city. Since I was very young, I gravitated more towards traditional girl activities and was not too interested in sports. I wouldn't say I'm a wimp; I had a few guy friends in elementary school and was pretty good at sports when we played in PE class. But I preferred...
Taylor Takes Ballet Part 3 One thing that I was a little unsure of was that the leotard had something that felt sort of like a "built-in" bra in it. Which didn't seem to be a need for me, ha! Looking in the mirror, the image I saw was like so many of the other girls my age that were starting to sprout boobs, as it gave me a little bit of shape where a girl's breasts would be! I found myself starting to daydream about how it would look if I had some budding breasts to fill out the...
A Ballet Tale Belladonna Marie Taglioni paced around her kitchen as she assessed her situation. Marie was the ballet mistress in chief at her hometown city's ballet company. She had only been hired a year earlier and was in precarious situation because of her judgment. The company was on tour across the country for a few months before its new season was to begin at home. The company was not as large as the more prestigious ones in the big cities, but it was a feather in the cap...
BALLET BEACH BLONDE BELLE BRINGS BACK MY MEMORIES: 'STELLA MARIS' 'S.M.'BALLET BLONDE BELLE IS THE FIRST FEMALE I MEMORIZE FROM 6 OR 7 'FRESHIES'BALLET BLONDE BELLE IS THE FIRST FEMALE I GET A 'LONG-LASTING IMPRESSION' BALLET BLONDE BELLE IS THE LAST TO LEAVE OUR MEET-UPS FIRST WEEK AT UNIBALLET BLONDE BELLE IS LAST TO TO LEAVE & FIRST TO GET UP - SO SHE'S TIREDBALLET BLONDE BELLE STELLA MARIS DARES SPREAD HER SHEETS NEXT TO MINEBALLET BLONDE BELLE STELLA MARIS IN BLUE BIKINI OFFERS A VIEW...
A Ballet Tale Two: The Turning Point Belladonna Phillip woke up on the floor. He felt the wetness of the milk that had seeped between his face and the cold tile. He forced himself up and steadied himself on a chair beside the kitchen table he had been sitting at. His heart started to race as he grabbed a napkin off the table and wiped the milk off the side of his face. He remembered the shock that had made him lose consciousness. He peered back down at the newspaper that still...
Taylor Takes Ballet Part 2 My first day of class was exhausting! There were 12 girls in the class, and me. Two of the girls were in class for the first time while the rest of them were 2nd years students. I decided that I was going to love it almost immediately! The girls' outfits were so pretty; all different colors of leotards and tights, my outfit looked so drab in comparison. The girls were so friendly to me, and quickly took me in as one of their own. After a few minutes of...
Part 9 To say that I was addicted to the image I saw in the mirror would not be an overstatement. Standing there in my white tights, lavender panties, and pink and black bra - I turned in every direction to see how I looked from every angle. I was amazed at the feminine shape before me! "OK, Heidi Klum," said Rebecca, teasing me. "That's enough vogueing! I have some outfits for you to try on." With that, Tiffany led me across the room to a velvet couch, it was a very fancy...
The following diary entry is 100% true...well, alright, 90% true. I've changed certain details to protect the innocent...as well as the guilty...and have purposely over embellished certain moments to try and explain what I was experiencing and feeling at the time. Also scattered throughout are assorted random ramblings on observations which may or may not be true. All I can promise is that each and every one of the following events did, indeed, happen to me and each and every one of...
Jamie's Watching Ballet It was certainly innocent enough - I mean, I was just looking at their costumes. You know, the standard black long sleeve leotard, ballet pink seamed tights, the white daisy ballet slipper, with the white ribbon across the foot. They were standing in line at the ballet bar practicing positions. My sister, Tammy, was standing third from the left; next to Connie, as usual. I didn't think she could see me peeking through the window. "Stand up straight girls, and...
Part 5 After showering, I returned to Tiffany's room and went to her walk-in closet to pick out a pair of panties. There was a pair that still had the tag on them; they were Jockey "Barely There," just like the ones I bought, so I chose a pair that had a stripe design, the color was pink and yellow. My gaff needed to be washed, so I tried to "tuck" myself to hide the bulge, which seemed to work OK. When I walked out of the closet, I had my panties on with a towel wrapped around...
A Ballet Tale 3: Center Stage Belladonna [I never intended to write this story, but the ideas just flowed out for it. This will probably be the last continuation of Phillip's story.] There was a buzz around the theater as all the dancers got ready for another day of work. It was the day of Emma Livry's last dance with the company. Although her legendary talents had diminished with age, she remained the most respected dancer in the company. Emma was scheduled to dance the lead...
Part 10 It took some time to get used to laying in bed with my breast forms still in; I usually sleep on my side, and each time I started to drift off to sleep it seemed I would roll over and the sensation of my breasts would wake me up each time. Eventually, I fell into a deep sleep and when my alarm went off in the morning, I realized I had been dreaming about the Bachelorette! It was difficult to have to remove my breast forms and get back into boy mode after almost an entire...
Hi all, my name is Katherine Jenkins and I've just recently turned sixteen. Until I turned sixteen my life had been pretty boring, unexciting. Each day rolled on slowly passing through to the next day which was just as boring as the day before. But when I reached sixteen my life began to change for the better.For my sixteenth birthday my parents got me professional ballet classes which I was so over the moon about because I'd wanted to take up ballet since I was little.I remember my first...
LesbianI had no time to think, not even to react, which may have been all the better for me. As she glided towards me, she let slip the towel, revealing her full, firm breasts, with large, deep red nipples that had stiffened in the shower. I could see as well that she was a natural blond, though she had trimmed her patch into a tasteful landing strip. And then she was on me and through me. The heat of her passion crashed into me, burning my crotch even through the layers of the suit I wore still. The...
She was the kind of woman that drew your eyes to her. She had a long, lithe body and shockingly straight golden hair. Looking for a place to sit in the airport ‘holding pen’ I wanted any seat with a view of her. There was still time before Southwest’s cattle-call to queue up that I could use to make small talk. If that failed, I would find a spot to drink her in with my eyes. Stealing these small pleasures was about the only thing that made these business trips bearable. With luck, the small...
Part 8 Since I did have school the next day, and would need to revert to my boy clothes, I decided to wear my leotard and tights for the rest of the day, and not remove my makeup until I went to sleep. I wanted to prolong my "girl time" for as long as I could! "Hi mommy, thanks for picking me up, I love you," I said as I got in the car and gave my mommy a kiss on the cheek. "Aaw, thanks honey, that's so sweet of you! You know, it's funny that when you're dressed in your...
I am a 25 year old single professional male with a secret love of bondage and crossdressing and in particular a fascination with ballet and dancewear; to me, tight fitting leotards, catsuits, fishnet tights, ballet shoes etc is much more exciting than the traditional basques, stockings, high heels etc, although I have to admit my growing wardrobe includes them all. What was missing was a pair of pointe shoes and as I surfed the internet for pages of pictures of them, my desire to own a...
Part 6 As we left the store, we decided to head over to the food court to grab a bite to eat. I wanted Burger King, but my mom said, "Taylor, it's time you start watching your figure and eating more healthy foods. Vanessa and I like the Fresh Express for salad and I think you should join us." "OK, mom. I hate salad, but with all my new clothes want to make sure they continue to fit me!" After picking up our salads, we found a table and I plopped down into my chair. "Taylor,...
The Ballet Instructor (Special note: All that are mentioned in this story are 18 or older. This story is an age-play and family fantasy.) Also, this is a story of my invention. Inspired also by a friend. Also, see the prequel. For the back story. Chapter 1 ** Cassidy set quietly at the kitchen table eating her breakfast. Her ass was still sore from her Dad's spanking the night before. Still in her's sleep pants and a thin top. Mom and Dad could see her nipples poking through. Cassidy could see...
Just a true short story about my recent Birthday surprise.It was the day of my Birthday and whilst opening the presents from my wife she announced that she had arranged a party that evening to celebrate.The party was to be in the large converted cellar of our house and was to be attended by lots of our close friends, colleagues and neighbours.I had converted our once dark damp cellar into a sort of games area and bar with soft lighting and a superb sound system that was a great place to have a...
ExhibitionismI was late as per usual. Madame Balashov formerly of some obscure St. Petersburg Ballet Company, but given her age, I think it was before it was called Petrograd or Leningrad, not the most recent name flip in the 90’s... would castigate my tardiness again.Frick I only wanted the ballet skills and drills to improve my sex life...I wasn’t touring the world dancing...maybe a cock fest tour one day...but not frickin pirouettes like a music box.You have no idea unless you’ve done ballet or done a...
Ballet Troupe This is a tale of a group of kids, 18-23 yrs of age that formed a bond based on love. There they were, all crowded together on the bus....sitting so close to each other and giggling and playing as if they were all alone. I ride this bus daily to get to my job. I live in a major city and have no need for my own car. My name is David. I am 28 and still a virgin. Sure you can laugh, but I never was attracted to anyone enough to want to have sex. I had a great childhood...
Hi all, my name is Katherine Jenkins and I’ve just recently turned sixteen. Until I turned sixteen my life had been pretty boring, unexciting. Each day rolled on slowly passing through to the next day which was just as boring as the day before. But when I reached sixteen my life began to change for the better. For my sixteenth birthday my parents got me professional ballet classes which I was so over the moon about because I’d wanted to take up ballet since I was little. I remember my first...
I was being dragged to the ballet by my fiancé and I dreaded it horribly. I hate dressing up. I was wearing black dress shoes, my black slacks along with a black blazer with a button down white shirt and a tie. She insisted I wore a tie. It was in a grand theatre and where the seats were comfortable enough but honestly, what guy wishes to watch a ballet? Did I mention I was dreading it?Let me describe myself a little first, I'm 6'3" with green eyes and black hair that I keep cut short. I'm not...
ExhibitionismThe time on the desk clock made me grimace all over again. The ticket for the opening night of a new ballet was burning a hole in my pocket but the legal brief on the desk took precedence. It was a familiar dilemma. I joined this small firm directly out of law school and in five years I have moved up to take a slot as a partner – something damn near unheard of in this city. Attorneys are a dime a dozen and business law attracts every red-blooded greedhead from every corner of the globe. I like...
One day I received an engraved invitation at our agency's office. It indicated that I was invited, as a "World Class Patron" of the National Ballet Company of Capitallia, to a special ballet event for patrons only. It was to be an "Un-Dress Rehearsal" of the company's upcoming performance of "La Fille Mal Gardee" (The Girl Who Is Not Well Guarded). Well of course I knew what a "dress rehearsal" was but I had never heard of an undress rehearsal, so I read on. It seemed that during...
Super Michelle wanting revenge for getting caught last time returning back to Shadow Dancers lair. Ready for some payback.....Super Michelle Crashes though the Lair ceiling. Landing noisily in the throne room. her heels cracking the floor under the might impact."We meet again Shadow Dancer! This time you will go back to jail!" - she yells to the villainessShadow Dancer YOU! glares back at you as you land not too far away. YOU AGAIN!Super Michelle Yes! Surrender now or face my power!"Shadow...
Part 9 Submission of Supergirl.(( After escaping from Shadow Dancers lair Super Michelle goes back to try to catch the Black Lanterness.))Super Michelle Crashes though the Lair ceiling. Landing noisily in the throne room. her heels cracking the floor under the might impact."We meet again Shadow Dancer! This time you will go back to jail!" - she yells to the villainessShadow Dancer YOU! glares back at you as you land not too far away. YOU AGAIN!Super Michelle Yes! Surrender now or face my...
Greg Masterson had asked me to use whatever influence I had with the ballet company to help the dancer, Jennifer Maisten. I also knew this would please Stephanie who had put Masterson up to this in the first place. I knew that Jennifer was a criminal who had embezzled money from the company. When the public prosecutor had declined to prosecute her, the company had launched a successful private prosecution. The company then was empowered to pass sentence on Jennifer within the statutory...
Hello my name is Anna I’m a 35 year old dance teacher, I’ve been teaching dance of all types since I was 28, I used to be a professional ballerina but various injuries put paid to my career and I was forced to retire, I have no regrets I had a long career spanning over 10 years and I travelled the world performing with Some of the greatest dancers male and female.I run my own dance school and teach all ages from 5 up to 18, ballet is still a passion of mine I made some good friends and also had...
To my youngest daughter - let´s call her Amelia, also a student of ballet - I wrote a few messages about my most beautiful steady love ever, Stella Maris. Three of them added up to this story - my first true account here! ;-)PAmelia, I´ll tell about my second steady girlfriend. A ballet dancer like you.When I met and seduced her she was in her first year in university.I met her at her first day there. I lead her freshman first-week dozen newbies.She was my most pretty girl ever. Also her name...
Nervously, 18 year old Josh Rodinson knocks on his dream girl Tammy Fyke's door. "Why did she ask me to come over? I mean she could have asked anyone else to help her out." Fretting, he knocked loudly on the door. "She is like the dream girl in my class." The door opened and blonde haired Tammy popped her head outside "Thank heavens you are here!" She then swings the door wide open. With eyes popping out, Josh stared at her whole body. The black body covering lycra outfit she is...
Jessica had been rehearsing her part for the big recital for weeks. She felt that she had it down pat, but knew that she would have to get together with Kate to be sure. She and Kate had to dance a special number together, so they needed to choreograph their parts so that they danced in sync. Ballet was her life, so Jessica hoped that this recital would go well. If it went as well as she hoped, she had a chance to be called back to perform with the local ballet company. It was just one more...
LesbianHello everyone. Sit back and enjoy as your favorite belly dancer brings you a brand new series of her sex adventures with her Indian boyfriend. You can read my previous series A little backdrop of the previous stories: A 19-year-old Thai girl moves to Hong Kong for higher studies. There she starts practicing belly dancing. She meets an Indian guy who is mesmerized by her dancing and beauty. They started dating and end up having sex with each other. It started during the early days of February....
When the dancer pulled his cock out of Kathy's cunt and got off the bed I could see the gaping hole between her legs and I'd swear that if I was kneeling in front of her with a flashlight I could have looked up that tunnel and counted her teeth. I watched as it slowly closed, squeezing out a glob of cum as it did. Kathy lay spent on the bed and watched as the dancer got dressed. What happened next I would not have seen had I been in the guestroom where I was supposed to be. The dancer...
Chapter Two Dancers are More than DancingI settled myself in to a chair at a table where I was far enough from the stage to be unobtrusive but close enough not to offend. My days watching strippers were long gone, and while it had been a source of visual stimulation and pleasure, it wore thin as I drank beer less and less. Oddly it felt weird to order wine in a peeler bar, and my bladder could not handle copious amounts of beer anymore.I had timed my arrival so that I would be seated with a...
"Baby, Janice invited me to an all male review on Saturday. I originally told her okay because I knew you wouldn't mind. She bought two tickets but now she can't go because Jerry is recovering from his knee surgery. I don't want to go alone and everyone is busy. Why don't you come? I promise I will make it worth your while. Besides you might learn some new moves," my sexy wife Karen teased.She had invited me to go as a joke but I have always been comfortable with my sexuality and I had no...
Introduction: A wifes fantasy about being a topless dancer or a porn Star almost comes true! My Wife a Topless Dancer or a Porn Star The Cherry Pit A GO GO topless Bar and My wife Jane. Most of this story is true as my wife actually did apply for a job as a topless dancer and could have went to work dancing as one! I almost always stopped at the Cherry pit on my way home, I was never there very long, just long enough to get a nice hard on. The women were almost always attractive friendly...
I was being dragged to the ballet by my fiancé and I dreaded it horribly. I hate dressing up. I was wearing black dress shoes, my black slacks along with a black blazer with a button down white shirt and a tie. She insisted I wore a tie. It was in a grand theatre and where the seats were comfortable enough but honestly, what guy wishes to watch a ballet? Did I mention I was dreading it? Let me describe myself a little first, I’m 6’3′ with green eyes and black hair that I keep cut short. I’m not...
The next day I woke up a bit late than usual. The previous day’s fucking had taken a toll over me, and this sexy belly dancer was very tired. I was alone in the room. I didn’t realize when Naman woke up and left. I got up with some effort. My groin was still paining a little. It was the first time I had this much of sex in a single day. Also, my ass was no more a virgin and was paining slightly. But it was not yet over. I was here for two more days. Also, the pleasure I experienced the last...
I was born and raised in a rural county in the hills of Tennessee. My parents named me Brian Patrick Donovan after my two grandfathers. The youngest child, I had two older brothers and two older sisters. Daddy worked in a sawmill and drove a log truck on the side. Mom was a stay-at-home housewife until I started school. Then she got a job at a poultry processing plant. Both of my parents worked hard to support our family. We always had enough to eat and clean clothes in good repair even if...
The Cherry Pit A GO GO topless Bar and My wife Jane. Most of this story is true as my wife actually did apply for a job as a topless dancer and could have went to work dancing as one! I almost always stopped at the Cherry pit on my way home, I was never there very long, just long enough to get a nice hard on. The women were almost always attractive friendly and very new at dancing topless as the pit was one of the first dance club in our local area! Being young and almost always...
Daughter Lap Dancer Let me start out by telling you about my wife Skyler. She likes to be called Sky. Her parents were hippies back in the late sixties and the early seventies. She could have been called Moon, Flower, Wind, or River for that matter. When I first met Sky she was an exotic dancer at a very nice bar in upstate New York. She was the headliner. She could do things with her body that no other girl on stage could, plus she could actually dance. Sky had taken dance lessons...
Introduction: The fantasy and reality of Being a Topless Dancer The Cherry Pit A GO GO topless Bar and My wife Jane I almost always stopped at the Cherry pit on my way home, I was never there very long, just long enough to get a nice hard on. Being young and almost always horny plus having a beautiful young wife that was equally horny and willing, made it easy for me to fuck her brains out every chance I got. I would almost always arrive home with a very stiff bulge and would grab Jane and...
DANCER by Jacki Pett This was absurd. They had made him get out there and audition every day now, for a week. He was obviously better than the rest of these awkward excuses for dancers. They were amateurs compared to him. He was the best they had, man or woman. Why did they waste his time like this? He had better things to do. Brian had quite an ego. He was elated to have finally made it to the stages of San Francisco and was looking forward to landing the part. He was...
Jefferson Darcy could not believe it. He was at the nudie bar while Marcy was at work, like usual. When a new dancer came out on stage. The new stripper was his gorgeous, blonde, teenage neighbor, Kelly Bundy. Jefferson had seen Kelly in various states of un-dress since he had moved in with Marcy, but never like this. The music blared from the sound system as she stepped out onto the tiny stage in the middle of the bar. This was not the usual bar that he would frequent with his best friend and...
Heather fell asleep in Kelly's lap and had to be transferred to her grandmother's lap so Kelly to get up. Heather hugged April tightly, with Kelly struggling to not cry as Heather showed that she cared a lot about her grandmother without realizing it. April hugged her back, feeling the same warmth of the love that Heather was showing and enjoying her granddaughter giving her sleepy affection. Kelly moved Heather to her room and tucked her in bed, with Heather hugging her favorite...
I almost always stopped at the Cherry pit on my way home, I was never there very long, just long enough to get a nice hard on. Being young and almost always horny plus having a beautiful young wife that was equally horny and willing, made it easy for me to fuck her brains out every chance I got. I would almost always arrive home with a very stiff bulge and would grab Jane and kiss her along with pressing myself against her. She would then say, I know where you have been, she never minded at...
Chapter 1 Jennifer DiGregorio was bored. She was still taking a few college courses at night, and working at her step-father's bank in southern New Jersey, mostly saying no to poor Mexicans who were applying for loans. She sat across one swarthy laborer who had the papers to prove he had immigrated to America legally. He spoke in broken but understandable English. His name was Miguel Perez. "I need to pay off my wife's hospital bills," he explained. "We have very big bills. She...
I had my first son when I was just fifteen years old. My second was born a year later. My husband left when I was only twenty-five and I had to finish raising my sons by myself. When my oldest son, Mark, was seventeen he moved overseas to work on an off-shore oil rig in Europe. He writes regularly, but he hasn't been back home since he left four years ago. My youngest son, Jim, graduated from high school two years later and went off to college in New York. We can only afford for him to come...
The characters, locations and events in this story are entirely fictitious and any likeness to the real world is merely coincidental. ‘Oliver Perry, this is your five minute call, please make your way to the side stage immediately,’ called the cold, metallic voice of the speaker in my dressing room. I wrung my hands nervously as I looked at myself one last time in the mirror before I rose from the rickety wooden chair and departed the room. My heart was pounding, I could feel my pulse...
Introduction: An introduction to the world of Oliver Perry Chapter 1 Show time The characters, locations and events in this story are entirely fictitious and any likeness to the real world is merely coincidental. Oliver Perry, this is your five minute call, please make your way to the side stage immediately, called the cold, metallic voice of the speaker in my dressing room. I wrung my hands nervously as I looked at myself one last time in the mirror before I rose from the rickety wooden...
There's this club in town that I frequent from time to time. It has everything that you would expect to find at a strip club; loud music, scores of gorgeous nude women, free-flowing booze, and other staples of decadence. It is one of the classier establishments around, with a cover charge of $50 just to get in the door. I have always left this place feeling quite satisfied with my experiences there and looking forward to returning, especially after my most recent visit. Prior to my last visit...
"Dance for me, Princesa. Pirouette, tiny dancer." And I twirl around the room, doing penchés, retirés, and Arabesques, giggling and spinning for my Daddy. Loving being his little one and dancing to please him. Pleasing him in every way I can. My arms are lifted into the second position and I go up on pointe. But I glance over along my arm, then cry out. "Daddy! Please, help me, Daddy. It's gone!" Shaking myself awake I reach over. Trying to touch my Daddy. I shiver with fear that he might...
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