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Slut Wife DancingWritten by Anna Larsson / Aug 1, 2005 It was a Friday night, Portacali had been open a few months and after a good deal of procrastination we had decided the tales of a party atmosphere had to be experienced first hand. The evening started to heat up at about 5pm when my wife, Aimee, began parading around naked, picking her clothes for the evening. In the end, she went for her favorite short flimsy pleated black skirt and tight fitting blue top and a great pair of stiletto...
"Hey," Kelley said in between bites of her crepes suzette dessert, "I love you so much." She smiled at her partner."I know," Olivia replied with a loving look back, having already stopped eating due to getting full more quickly than her fiancée, "this has been a wonderful night."Having met at their first jobs at an advertising agency just after college, Kelley and Olivia became quick friends, and after breaking up with her boyfriend of three years, Kelley had made the choice to explore her...
It was a Friday night, Portacali had been open a few months and after a good deal of procrastination we had decided the tales of a party atmosphere had to be experienced first hand. The evening started to heat up at about 5pm when my wife, Aimee, began parading around naked, picking her clothes for the evening. In the end, she went for her favorite short flimsy pleated black skirt and tight fitting blue top and a great pair of stiletto boots I'm sure I hadn't seen before.I didn't mind so much;...
Shanghai Chronicles - Part 2- Belly dancing On my way to the client meeting, I picked up Chantelle. She looked fresh and was in an upbeat mood. After giving a quick hug she remarked that I looked sharp and needed to turn it on a notch higher. Without wasting time, she took out the Chanel bottle from her bag and sprayed on both of us. Now Chanel No.19 is unlike any other perfume which usually encourage women to smell like chocolate covered confections, No. 19, with its strength and...
The previous evening, I had stripped at a club full of men for the first time and I was still shaking a little from adrenaline. It was 6 A.M. and I was wired. I got up and showered; when I got out, Joe was up. He got a quick shower and we decided to go for breakfast. I put on a hot pink spaghetti-strap top and a pair of white shorts.For those who haven't read my other story, I'm 5 foot 6 inches tall with dark hair, blue eyes. I weigh about 135 pounds; I have very well developed thighs, legs,...
ExhibitionismHi, my name is Lori and this is another of my stories. This took place a little over 10 years ago while my boyfriend Joe and I were on a vacation. The previous evening, I had stripped at a club full of men for the first time and I was still shaking a little from adrenaline. It was 6 A.M. and I was wired. I got up and showered, when I got out Joe was up. He got a quick shower and we decided to go for breakfast. I put on a hot pink spaghetti strap top and a pair of white shorts. For those that...
Chris was in the audience. He made sure to get to the strip club after her that way no one would know the two of them were together. It was Carrie's idea to dance during amateur night at Jiggly's, a local strip club. She felt wet and slutty being on display in front of so many men. In her wilder days in school she had been gang fucked at parties on a couple of occasions, but for some reason this was different. Fucking came natural to everyone, just let your genitals do the talking. ...
Friday morning I woke up early Friday morning. My mind immediately raced to the events of the previous night. Oscar had bought me a very revealing outfit for his birthday. The outfit consisted of a beige silk blouse that was very sheer, a brown wrap-around skirt that had a slit in the front that reached nearly to my crotch, and a pair of brown, high-heel pumps. When modeling the outfit for my husband, he revealed his desire for me to wear this outfit without bra or panties on our date...
CuckoldThis story is true of how I became a cuck.I am a 55y/o white boi who is dedicated to promoting, educating, and encouraging white women and of age girls to breed black. This is how I was cucked when I was married to my beautiful wife.My wife was introduced to her black lover by her best friend in high school. He was a foreign exchange student from Mozambique Africa and was so black that he had shiny ebony skin. She is a beautiful pale white redhead who used to be a department store catalog...
For a class assignment I had to go to a dance class or club and do some dancing and then write a paper about it. I had taken this dance class thinking it would be an easy A and a lot of fun as I have always liked dancing and was good at it. But I thought this assignment would totally suck donkey balls but I had to do it. I had seen where there was big band dance every weekend with a live band playing music from the 40's. I thought what the hell and dressed up in some 40's type attire and went. ...
“Wow you have a big room,” Mo looked round. All kinds of girlie scents flooded his senses, presumably emanating from that big dresser with tiny bottles and makeup things all over it. It was all luxurious. “Well mum and dad both work, you know, and they’re both quite senior I think, so...” “Your mom and dad seemed pretty cool about you having guys in here,” Paul was looking at the bed. Maybe it was left over from previous owners or something? Otherwise what kind of parents would get their...
Still Dancing (Third installment in the ClubDance series) Prologue In our last installment, Bob/Missy experienced further humiliation at work in his increasingly feminine attire and was introduced to a new sissy friend, his secretary Carol's husband John. John, aka Jenni, was exposed to Bob at a dinner party where Bob was in full Missy mode. Following the introduction of the sissies, they were forced to endure a humiliating day of shopping with many embarrassing situations...
You may remember in my last story "Spring" that I made mention of a night when Jessica and I gone out dancing at a club called Nation in downtown DC. Well, this is that story so sit back and enjoy! By this time of year, it was hot in DC, hot and muggy. We made plans to go down to Nation's on a Friday night. Saturday night wasn't so good because it turned into something of a gay/lesbian night. But Friday nights were when all the college students came out to party. Nation is a rave/freak...
The Chance Encounter Anna is a beautiful young woman (well, of course she is, who would write about an ugly woman? I mean, this is fiction, after all). She stands 165cm 'tall' (sorry, no feet and inches today, metric it is), on shapely legs and looks at the world out of warm, blue eyes that form a nice counterpoint to her brownish-red hair. Her hair is cut at her neckline, framing her beautiful face. Her breasts are not overly large, but round and firm. Her dancing partner did not show up...
When I got home late Saturday night, Mom was sitting at the kitchen table. I said to her "Geez, Mom I'm 25 years old now, you don't have to wait up for me." "I know, son," she said. "I went to bed, but I had trouble sleeping. I couldn't relax" Judging from the half empty bottle of scotch in front of her, she was probably good and relaxed now. Mom looked sexy sitting there in her Chinese silk pajamas. The fabric was thin and as she stood up her large breasts swayed, causing the...
The Sordid History of the Stripper PoleI had an interesting conversation recently with a friend--an attractive red-headed MILF. She’s really hot. I would love to lay her pale white legs over my shoulders and plough her wet little pussy as she stares up at me with her pretty blue eyes, mouth gaping as she moans in pleasure. Ah, but alas, it is not meant to be. She’s married and has k**s and lives a respectable suburban life. Even goes to church and has a whole moral Christian thing going. ...
Sleeping Beauty-ish: These Boots are Made for Dancing By Shawna Stimple "You keep saying you've got something for me..." The words blared out of the radio for just a moment, before Eugene quickly turned it off. "That song came out four months ago, and they still won't stop playing it!" he said to no one, speeding home from school. It was the last day of the year, and Eugene couldn't wait to start his summer vacation, but above all else, he could finally get a haircut. After the last...
The girl walked alone into the crowded nightclub. She was young, perhaps only twenty years old. Her eyes were old, and she gazed around the bar with an unreadable expression. She was attractive, by anyone’s standards, slight and lithe in her short black dress, which clung tantalizingly to her body, enhancing what it touched. Men smiled hopefully in her direction, but both their smiles and their gazes slid off her as she walked on by, ignoring them. The crowd was young tonight, but well...
When I got home late Saturday night, Mom was sitting at the kitchen table. Isaid to her "Geez, Mom I'm 25 years old now, you don't have to wait up forme." "I know, son," she said. "I went to bed, but I had trouble sleeping. Icouldn't relax"Judging from the half empty bottle of scotch in front of her, she was probablygood and relaxed now. Mom was 46 years old but still quite attractive. Shehad put on a few pounds but not much. Her ass was a little bit bigger than itused to be, but then...
My sweet Ana told me this Saturday night she would go out dancing with some of her girlfriends. As she left, I just sat down on the couch to watch a movie and sip a glass of my favorite Irish whisky. I knew that, my sexy wife going out with dangerous ladies as Helena and Martha, only could end in a real disaster…A couple hours after midnight, the front doorbell rang. There was a taxi driver standing there, saying that the woman in the back seat had passed out and he was not able to wake her up....
Dancing Janet L. Stickney [email protected] "Um... how would you like to go to our dance this year?" "Yeah. Right. Nobody gets in unless they are owners, or dates, or you are high class with a ton of money, and I'm not any of those!" "Well, yes, but... I have a way you can go. if your willing that is." "If I was willing," she said. As if she could pull off the biggest coup of the decade! But when she told me exactly how she could do it, I almost fell of the floor...
Dancing Janet L. Stickney [email protected] "Um... how would you like to go to our dance this year?" "Yeah. Right. Nobody gets in unless they are owners, or dates, or in that high class, and I'm not any of those!" "Well, yes, but... I have a way you can go, if you're willing that is." "If I was willing," she said. As if she could pull off the biggest coup of the decade! But when she told me exactly how she could do it, I almost fell of the floor laughing! Me? A girl?...
I was out on the town with my wife. We went out for dinner, then we hit a couple bars. She likes to dance, so we went to a blues bar: live band, large dance floor. Now, I'm not one for dancing, but she doesn't mind. Usually she just dances on her own, and once and a while she has to put up her guard with guys. For her, it's worth the hassle. She really enjoys it when I watch her. And, If there's no one around to talk to, I love to watch her move her body. As long as I don't look like a creep. I...
EroticNovember 1980, Milford, Ohio On Monday, at lunch, I called Doctor Mercer’s office and found that the Monday after school slot was still open. I scheduled appointments for the remainder of the year. I left school as soon as the bell rang and headed to see Doctor Mercer. I explained to her what Bethany had said and how she felt it was negatively affecting our relationship. Doctor Mercer asked a lot of questions as she tried to draw out my concerns and issues. I felt somewhat better when I left...
"What the fuck are we doing here. Seriously?" I growled in his ear. I was still smiling, and I doubt anyone was going to be lip reading.We were on the dance floor, my arms around his neck, slowly swaying to a crappy Lawrence Welk-wanna be band."You know what we're doing here, darling." His reply was sugar coated, sappy with his big grin. And why shouldn't he be smiling. He was dancing with the most beautiful woman in the place. The men were obviously jealous of his new trophy wife, and...
Ariel is rewarded for passing my test as Sex Student by a nice night out: 'Dirty Dancing'Awesome Ariel passes the tough test for admittance as Sex Student at our Institute easily.Ariel did do her best to have no holds, during the very interesting long intimate Interview.Ariel does deserve some reward, next to her awesome orgasm from masturbation for me.Ariel wonders whether she will wake up next to Him, perhaps in even Professor's arms?Ariel is interesting: in the cunning contrast between being...
If you have any talent for bullshitting, there are some torpedoes you can see coming and prepare for with a little well-intentioned manipulation. Evil questions like 'Do these pants make my ass look fat?' or 'Do you think that girl's hot?' can be deflected with a casual compliment to the fine derriere of the former, or the snarky comment about dime-a-dozen looks to the latter, because unless she's really looking for a fight, she'll accept the validation. That's what Jahn liked to tell...
Everyone is watching everyone. That’s what she was taught. Her first cogniscent moment was the face of an elder, leaning into her face and whispering the words. “Watch everyone. Trust no one.” The first time, she was far too young to know what the words meant. But even her innocent, child eyes could see the menace and fear mingled in the elder’s face. She understood that she was being told about something that would flow through every element of her life. The elder’s words were, she came to...
Working away from home can have it's advantages, situations arise that would never do so at home. I had been working out east for several months, working a two week rotation where I got to travel home every second weekend. For the last week or two, the hotel where I was staying was advertising an up coming fancy dress dance night. It happened to be on the Saturday night that I would be staying over so I decided to go to it and have some fun. The weekend before, I was at home and packed a few...
MatureInterlude: 25th Anniversary Cindy: The preparations peaked on Wednesday. By Thursday the major projects were done and the detail work started. It was also the day the press started to break through. Aunt Francine was back. She never met an interview she didn't like. There were Jeff Winston's appearances on Today and Good Morning America. A select handful were allowed inside the gate. Dad said he thought they had a handle on the amount of interest. Wrong. But that was later. Wednesday...
Working away from home can have it’s advantages, situations arise that would never do so at home. I had been working out east for several months, working a two week rotation where I got to travel home every second weekend. For the last week or two, the hotel where I was staying was advertising an up coming fancy dress dance night. It happened to be on the Saturday night that I would be staying over so I decided to go to it and have some fun. The weekend before, I was at home and packed a few...
"We dance round in a ring and suppose, But the Secret sits in the middle and knows." ~ Robert Frost "What are you doing?" I sat down on the steps, the wide wooden stairs of our back porch. "Hey Kris. I'm just sitting," my brother replied with a shrug. The sun had turned red behind the not very old maple tree in our backyard. It wasn't much of a view, since we lived in the middle of suburbia. A thousand identical houses all lined up nice and neat. It was easy to get lost and if you...
Warren and Sophia did make it to the bookstore, in a mall near campus. They bought all kinds of books on pregnancy and parenthood. Warren bought a couple of romances to read on the plane to London for Worlds. "You're the only guy I know that reads romances," Sophia giggled. "Hey, I like 'em." They went to the food court to get some lunch. "Ah, this is so nice," Sophia said as they sat down with their meals. "Just to take an afternoon to go shopping. Since we got back from the...
"Hi, my name is Carie and I'm not selling anything. Can you please take a minute to answer a few questions about the upcoming election? No? No? No?" If you can't handle rejection, don't get into anything that involves door-to-door cold calling. I really wasn't selling, just doing political surveys, but from some people's reactions you'd think I was there to barbecue their kittens. After a while I started to consider that. Some people are assholes. But you develop a thick skin, move...
Charlie Acevedo waited anxiously in the front foyer of Ceiba's, a sleek and stylish Latin American restaurant on the corner of 14th and G street, and he nervously adjusted his tie. He shifted the single red rose he held for her to his right hand and checked his watch again. She was now ten minutes late. He took a calming breath and exhaled deeply, trying to push away whatever panic was building up in him. He considered giving her a call, just to see if everything was all right. Nothing to...
Jon Garden had disappeared. No one knew his whereabouts. His family had gone into hiding, having fallen out of favor with the political elite of a corrupt African government. They were being hunted by the authorities.The belated news came from half a world away, through an old email message in an account I had all but abandoned. The message was sent nearly three years before by his cousin to everyone on Jon's contact list, and had sat unopened in my inbox all that time. Had I not decided to...
InterracialDANCE, DANCE, DANCE by Jennifer Adams ©Jennifer Adams, 1997 It was late November when Tim received a pink slip in his pay envelope. When he inquired as to why, he was told that he was just not able to meet the company's needs. So, he just went and cleaned out his locker and left quietly. Tim had been a factory worker all of his adult life. After being laid-off, a year ago, from the company he had hired into out of high school, he couldn't seem to find anything...
This is my first attempt at writing fantasy fiction (though Lord knows I've read plenty.) I have enjoyed sharing this story with you and would love to know what you think. Any suggestions for changes in content or style would be appreciated as well as recommendations for a sequel or ideas for a new story. Hope you enjoy it! Yours in satin & lace, Becky Marie Club Dance by Becky Marie Prologue Bob was sitting in his favorite chair in front of the tv again. His...
I first spotted Jin at The Element a nightclub in town. For the first hour of our acquaintance I called her Lynne, Jen, Jim and possibly another half-dozen names all of which were wrong. Once out of the nightclub I ascertained her correct name: Jin – short for… Jin (her father was Chinese). Jin was a freak. She danced all night on her own – but she was not alone. She had several male and female friends with her and flit between several people – one of which was, thankfully, me! She also sampled...
Weighing around 110 lbs. with small breasts, and fine chestnut brown hair, Alison looked a bit like a young Jodie Foster. Her cute mouth included a little pink tongue she'd stick out at you for various reasons. Alison's slender legs and flat stomach were well-toned, and she had an amazing thigh gap that drew the eye. I was in my mid-twenties, and considered good-looking by my friends, acquaintances, and, at times, complete strangers. Standing 6' even 180lb, a shit job, and hair that...
Fall Harvest Dance By Bill Hart Harry Trelayne wondered which of the girls he knew would be the most disappointed that he decided to go stag to the school's Fall Harvest dance tonight. He knew the exact girl he would like to take - her name was Lisa Stevens - but there were complications with asking her. Lisa was a babe, a fox, or any one of a hundred other synonymous names. But she also had a boyfriend - one really big and very jealous boyfriend - Hank "Big Moose" Williams the...
More than a Dance 4th installment in the ClubDance series By Becky Marie Prologue In our last installment, Bob/Missy experienced further humiliation at home and at work in his increasingly feminine attire. His dance classes continued and he was introduced to another sissy dancer, Dan/Daphne. Dan/Daphne was a forced-femme little sissy at the insistence of his stepmother and stepsister. Bob/Missy was also forced to endure much more time with his co-worker Joe...
The Dance Janet L. Stickney [email protected] It was a warm fall day when I stepped outside. The slight breeze lifted my skirt a little, but I walked along not showing any fear because I wasn't afraid. The first time I did this I had spent a long time getting ready, and I worked up enough daring to do it, then came the moment of truth which had finally arrived and I left the house dressed as a girl for the first time. That was when I was afraid. At the door I paid my...
Introduction: Janet tells us about herself He Likes To Watch Me Dance Ive never written anything before so please dont be too hard on me. I only took the required English courses in Texas, both in high school and at the University of Texas. I dont know where to begin so Ill start when I was in high school. My folks didnt have any money. My Dad worked at the newspaper in the circulation department and he never made more than four hundred dollars a month. I have an older sister and an older...
Hi, I'm Randy and this is my twisted tale on family sex, better known as i****t. It started 2 years ago when I was 22. At that time, I had been married only a year to a beautiful sexy woman whose profession happened to be a stripper. We actually met for the first time while she was dancing at a local gentlemen's club. After we married, Debra, or "D" as she likes to be called, wanted to keep dancing. I'm a very open-minded person and had no problem with her doing that. The greatest part about...
Mike smiled at the girl on the couch. She returned an inviting smile and he took a seat at her side, touching her from shoulder to thigh. He had always thought that Susan was the prettiest girl in his class, but he had never worked up the courage to tell her. He turned his face sideways and her face was right there, waiting to be kissed. So he did. He kissed her softly at first and then he moved his lips on hers and then he slipped his tongue in her mouth. He slid his hand across her flat...
“Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in a while you could miss it.” Ferris Bueller Have you ever thought of hosting a party in the middle of the desert and inviting 70,000 people? Well Larry did and John finally went. _________________________________________ The Present- “Smelling the Roses” It was the morning after the Sunrise Dance. John’s head was pounding with the dull throbbing pain of a heavy hangover. What a spectacular fucking night. It had been years...
Love StoriesWe had a square dance weekend planned in Baker City March twelfth. We’d had it planned for a long time, to go with our square dance friends, Jim and Joan. We’d made hotel reservations at the Best Western a month earlier for Saturday night for a room with two queen beds as we enjoyed sharing a room with them. We’d been friends with them long before we started our sexual odyssey and our relationship with them was purely platonic, other than a little sexual teasing. They had no idea of how we’d...
Wife LoversHi, I'm Randy, and this is my twisted tale on family sex, better known as incest. It started two years ago when I was twenty-two. At that time, I had been married only a year to a beautiful, sexy woman whose profession happened to be a stripper. We met for the first time while she was dancing at a local gentlemen's club.After we married, Debra, or "D" as she likes to be called, wanted to keep dancing. I'm a very open-minded person and had no problem with her doing that. The greatest part about...
IncestLounges always have been my ‘office’. I play guitar and sing for a living, and the fringe benefits are sometimes fantastic. I never know what's going to happen from one night to the next. This night started out no different than most others. I walked up to my little one-man bandstand, sat down on my stool, and adjusted the guitar and then the microphone. I primed my tip jar with a couple of small bills. I usually play guitar and sing to the accompaniment of what’s known as MIDI files. They...
Office SexMy Philosophy of Dominance and Submission First Dance The invitation had been specific as to time and place, but I really did not know why she wanted me there. She had never invited me to the studio before, though she had shown me a few dance routines at her home. I knew she had been waiting for this day, the first that her doctor would allow her to go without the back brace. I had wanted to do something to help mark it as special for us both. I had thought long and hard about...
I doubt, very much, if I’m the perfect husband. I have a stressful job and I know I sometimes come home a little grumpy. Maybe I’m not the best provider, I’m certainly no millionaire, but we do alright. We have a nice home, two luxury cars, my wife has a closet full of beautiful clothes and my eight year old daughter, Jennifer, has tons of expensive toys. I also love my wife and daughter very, very much. My wife, Linda, and I have been married for almost twelve years. For the most part,...
Chapter One RICK I was eating supper, when I heard the familiar sound of ball hitting pavement. Then I heard the same sound, but in rapid-fire bursts. That was my summons-well, not really, more like a request. But when I heard that sound, I generally followed it. Where it led me was to the driveway right next door to mine. I had grabbed a sweatshirt-it was only mid-March, in Massachusetts-and headed out. "Was wondering if you heard," came wafting over from the driveway. "Of...
CHAMPIONS OF THE SQUARE DANCE By Annie James As he was about to pull their motorhome back onto the highway after gassing up at a truckstop John Heywood's concentration was interrupted by an exclamation from his wife. "Wait, John! We can't leave that poor hitchhiker just standing in the rain. He's only a boy." John halted the vehicle, leaned out his open window, and waved to the figure huddled under the shelter near the gas pumps. That person came running up to the side of the...
Two nights later I was mixing drinks behind the bar on the women's side when the door opened and she came in. It was a slow evening, and there weren't more than a half a dozen women in the bar at that point. She saw me, and came over to sit on a stool at the bar. She asked for a glass of wine, and I placed it in front of her, then leaned on the bar, in case she wanted to talk. She didn't say anything for a moment, so I decided to open the discussion. "Have your friends decided what...
Mandy moved with grace about the stage, her slim body moving in perfect sync with the music. The song was a powerful ballad about lost love and remembered passion. The dancer was perfectly in tune with the music and the story it told; the movements of her body capturing every nuance of the music and lyrics. I sat spellbound, unable to take my eyes from the sight of my friend’s twin sister. Seeing Mandy in action almost hypnotized me, stirring up feelings that I dared not express to her or to...
First TimeAnother chapter from my book Tales of Ginger and Quinn. Available on Amazon and Kindle in Ereader and paperback format. Under my pen name Raul MontanaThe first day of school is always special, but today is extra special because this is the first day of Quinn's freshman year. Although the town is small, the high school is not. It is a regional school, so students from miles away come there. This does add to ethnic diversity. However, the school is still mostly white, primarily a rural farming...
The annual Empire Day party was in full swing. I had to keep it together because Merritt looked stunning, and pulling her into my cabin was all that was on my mind. However, Merritt wanted her chance to show me off to her sophisticated and influential friends and I didn't want to ruin her fun. The nightclub was packed. As we worked into the crowd, the heat seemed to creep up and up as there were so many bodies in such small space. Merritt wrestled with her dress, trying to keep her small...