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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 since she was born. She took ballet, jazz, and even ballroom dancing. She could stand in the center of the stage in six-inch high heels and put one foot straight up in the air over her head. She used to take a dollar bill from a guy, crease it down the center, and place it on the very edge of the stage with some of it hanging over the edge. Then she would dance for a while, lean over backwards putting her head down below the height of the stage, and then she would pick up that dollar bill in her teeth and come back up to a standing position and continue dancing. During one performance she danced the limbo under a one-foot high stick. I’m telling you that Sky was the most incredible dancer that I had ever seen.

Even now at the age of thirty-eight with a fourteen-year-old daughter she impresses me. I hit forty this year and I feel old but she sure keeps me feeling young. The sex is great and she teases me all of the time. I even get calls at work that are ‘phone sex’ in the middle of the day. She will tease me with thoughts of making love in a phone booth and then follow through with it.

Her body is still a work of art and our daughter Stormy is following in her footsteps. Stormy is very pretty, just growing into her body, and becoming quite womanly. She too has taken dance classes almost since birth.

Whenever we are alone and Sky wants to spend a little too much money she offers me a ‘lap dance’ to compensate me for the purchase.

These ‘lap dances’ usually take place in the kitchen because of the smaller harder straight back chairs. I am stripped naked by my wife, my hands are placed behind my back, and then I get handcuffed with a pair of fur-lined cuffs that don’t even have a key. That way when I have had enough teasing I can just flip a lever and get out of them to grab and molest the dancer.

She usually puts in the soundtrack to ‘Animal House’ because the music is just what she likes to dance too. The beat is fast and she can really ‘get down’ as they say.

Once I am secure in my chair in the middle of the floor my wife dances and strips taking her time as she does. I get an occasional kiss, rub on my legs, and sometimes a breast brushed across my cheek. When she is completely naked there is more dancing. She still dances in her red ‘fuck me’ high heels. They make her calves bulge and enhance her ass cheeks. After she figures that I have been teased enough, she grabs the back of my knees and pulls me forward in the chair. She pushes me back against the top of the seat and tilts my head so that I am looking toward the ceiling. This position gives her just enough space at the rear corners to place her toes on the seat by my ass cheeks. She is facing in the same direction that I had been before. As she continues to dance she lowers her moist pussy to my lips and I hungrily eat her. Her juices taste so good that I never want to stop licking her. As I satisfy her needs she places her hands on my knees and leans forward until she has my rigid cock in her mouth. It is the best sixty-nine that you could ever get. Then just before I cum she stops, gets off the chair, and turns to face me. As the last song comes on called ‘Shout – Faber College Theme’ Sky inches forward in that limbo dance rubbing her juicy pussy into my chest hair. Then she sinks down onto my cock and puts her breasts into my face as she humps me. That is what a lap dance is all about in the first place. About then I release myself from the handcuffs and grab a hold of her tightly so that when I thrust up into she doesn’t go flying off into space somewhere. Those climaxes are among the very best for me and I give her the most cum. In the process she too produces an extra amount of cum. Together we get my balls all wet, the chair that I am sitting on, and then we make a good size puddle on the floor too. We are usually too exhausted to move for several minutes after one of those fantastic lap dances.

Anyway one day when our daughter was supposed to be at her girlfriend’s house I looked over and saw Stormy standing in the doorway staring at us with one hand down the front of her pants fingering herself. Her other hand was up under her T-shirt and was working feverishly on her own nipple. When she saw me looking at her she did not run away. I just cuddled my wife to me and waited until she had calmed down enough to get up. I actually found myself growing hard again inside my wife as I watched Stormy masturbate in the doorway.

My hands ran up and down my wife’s back. I cupped a breast and squeezed it as Stormy watched. Our eyes were locked on one another. My hand massaged my wife’s butt as Stormy lifted her T-shirt high enough to show me her bare breasts. She had lifted her bra up above them and her nipples were a light pink and quite hard. She used both hands to cup her breasts and positioned her nipples between her thumb and index finger. I watched as she rolled her nipples for a while. Then one hand slipped back down into her pants to play with her clit. I watched as my daughter had an orgasm. I watched as she bit her lower lip so as not to cry out. Then as I started fucking up into my wife’s pussy again my daughter disappeared. The second time was no where near as good as that first time but it was still good.

After we had showered and gotten dressed Stormy came home saying that her girlfriend’s parents had a family emergency and that she had to come home early. She apologized for upsetting our plans if we had any and my wife told her that we hadn’t. I just smiled knowingly.

Nothing was said but after that I had the feeling that my daughter looked at me differently. Occasionally I would see her in a towel coming out of the shower, she would not be so lady like when getting up off the couch, and she would allow me a quick glimpse of her panties. That was something that I had not been allowed to see in the past. My daughter was becoming much more erotic. I assumed that it was because her mother was so erotic herself.

Then one day when my wife was out, my daughter told me that she wanted a guitar and to start taking music lessons. I told her that things were a little tight and that maybe it could wait a month or two. Stormy insisted that she wanted to start right then…and then she offered me a lap dance. What! Yes, she actually offered me a lap dance just like her mother gives me whenever she wants something extra.

I could not believe my ears. Stormy did not give me any time to talk her out of it. She led me right to the kitchen. The chair was already in place, the fur-lined handcuffs were on the table, and the empty cassette tape case was on the counter.

Stormy hit play, the music started to blare and then she started undressing me. I was pushed back onto the kitchen chair and handcuffed. Then I watched as my beautiful fourteen-year-old daughter did a striptease for me. She was actually pretty good at it too. I was just as impressed to see her breasts and nipples as I had been in that doorway. However I was not prepared to see her pussy. It was outstanding. She had the most magnificent puffy lips that I had ever seen. Her clit was huge and engorged like a tiny penis. She had her lower half shaved clean but from just above her clit she had a full bush of crimson red pubic hair covering her mound. Her pussy lips were glistening in the light from the excess moisture that she was producing. When she turned around and touched her toes I was treated to her perfect tiny reddish colored asshole. I was mesmerized by the winking that it was doing. I knew right then that I would be poking my tongue into her rectum at my very first opportunity.

Stormy faced me, grabbed a hold of my knees, and then she did a hand stand right in front of me. She was very athletic and quite a good gymnast. Her ass was right in front of my face. She turned around so that I was looking at her pussy very closely instead of her smooth ass. Then Stormy placed her knees on my shoulders and pressed her pussy into my lips. I swear to God that my daughter’s pussy tasted even better than my wife’s pussy tasted and it was not just my imagination either. Once I was hooked on her love juice she sank her mouth down onto my stiff cock. She just kept going down and down and then she came back up. My very talented daughter was doing pushups on my hard cock. At one point I felt compelled to release her clit from my lips and to look down at her. Stormy had the entire length of my cock embedded in her throat. Somehow I just knew that her nose was sniffing my hairy balls. I latched back onto her clit again with renewed vigor. I gave that girl at least three orgasms before I cum in her mouth. She never stopped sucking me and I never went limp. Instead she got off, placed her heals on the chair behind me, and started to squat on my cock. She opened up her pussy lips and placed my cock at her entrance. She lowered herself about an inch allowing my cock head to just pop inside of her. Then she looked me right in the eyes and said, “Oh God, this is going to cost you a lot more than a guitar and lessons.” I replied, “Anything that you want honey just don’t stop.” Just then Stormy dropped down onto my cock. I felt her maidenhead break, I felt the tightness of her love tunnel, and I felt her cervix as she stopped her downward decent. Stormy stood perfectly still for almost thirty seconds before lifting herself up and lowering herself again, and again, and again, over and over.

For some reason I looked over at the doorway and there stood my wife smiling at me with one hand up under her blouse and her other hand in her pants. I smiled thinking that mother and daughter had changed places.

I really enjoyed the next few minutes knowing that we were being watched, that I was fucking my daughter, and that she had given me her virginity. When I cum in her she could feel the warmth splashing inside of her and she hugged my head to her breasts.

Finally I released the handcuffs and ran my hands up and down her spine. I went from the base of her neck to her ass cheeks. I even poked a finger into her pussy with my cock still in there just to get it wet and to poke it into her rectum. She jumped just a little and then she smiled at me before saying, “Oh God daddy, that’s going to cost you a whole lot more than my pussy did.”

I knew that I would be willing to pay the price, no matter what.


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Hello guys and gals! I’m here to tell you about a fetish I’ve just discovered that is so exciting that it actually revolutionized my sex life with a mind-blowing new level of cumming. I’m talking about women [URL]http://livefreefun.slutroulette.com/slutroulette-prolapse-fetish-and-webcam-girls-into-it[/URL] their asshole in an unbelievable manner that seems to give them totally shattering orgasms and sends me into a sexual frenzy that I couldn’t believe how intense it was.QueenPanther...

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Fantasy Dancers

I was lying in a hotel room bed, watching TV. I was waiting for two dancers to join me for an evening of fun. I had met them the night before at Valentine’s, a topless bar. Judy was nineteen. She had short blonde hair, was about 5’ 4? tall with a tight body, and had large perfectly round breasts, as large as cantaloupes that didn’t droop. Her friend, Sandy, was a little older, about twenty-six. She had longer, shoulder length hair that was dyed blonde. She was about 5’ 8? tall, with a nice...

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PROLAPSE PAIN

You may have read my story, ‘Turned by Alan and Amy’. After that experience, I suffered marital issues and a separation that lasted two years. It took a huge struggle to get my wife back and for the last few year’s I have remained straight as a dye. However, where the heart rests the eye will wander and I found myself back online again looking for partners. One intrigued me, called ‘Soulsearcher’. His profile was quite a wicked read with lots of hidden meanings. We conversed and when he...

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The dancers

The screaming, yelling, and clapping of two hundred crazed women, combined with the relentless beat of a hard rock CD, never failed to get Rolando whipped into a frenzy before he hit the stage! Dressed in leather chaps, a g-string, cowboy boots and a ten gallon hat, he looked anything like an all American cowboy, but with a body that appeared to be chiseled from granite, Rolando was one of twenty dancers in the all male revue at the Hotsy Totsy Club. Seven nights a week the place was jumping to...

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1920s Flapper terminology

The term "flapper" evokes the image of short fringe dresses, cigarette holders, bobs and stylish hair accessories.But beyond these shorter hemlines and daring fashion attitudes was a strong undercurrent of change for women in the Roaring 1920s. This new generation of young woman, tired of men's dominance in society and of the old social norms that stifled them, took on new behaviors previously deemed not suitable for women. They drove cars, drank alcohol, and attended jazz clubs by night where...

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Deja Vu AscendancyChapter 190 Dinner With the Chengs Laps of My Lap

Saturday, May 7, 2005 (Continued) The Chengs had a western style table large enough for all two dozen of us to sit around. There wasn't any seating order imposed, so we could sit wherever we wanted. I quickly moved to an area of the table where I could observe the doors into the room, as I was worried about Tony turning into another Don Eaton. The seating developed into three groups: a third was Chinese, a third adult Americans, and a third was me, my sisters and girlfriends, all of whom...

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Ann the Chinese ballet dancer

Recovering from my accident took a long time. It was frustrating because I’ve always made a point of keeping fit and here I was barely able to move. I spent many hours with the physiotherapist. She seemed to take an almost sadistic pleasure in making me find the re-use of my body. But eventually my sessions with her were over. She only had some parting advice to give me, namely that I should enroll in a dance or stretching class to continue to improve my flexibility. She gave me the...

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Rebs Fireplace and Linda the Dancer

There are lots of great places in the United States where you can go for an evening of watching the local hot babes dancing and stripping their clothes off in front of a live audience. Reb's Fireplace in Waldorf, Maryland is one of those kinds of places. I spent an evening there about 5 years ago that I'll never forget. It was one of the most erotically and sensually enjoyable evenings that I can ever remember. I was in town for business and I went to Reb's Fireplace because the outside...

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Copyright 2007 © by Roxanne L. Green It was a thousand miles away from any place I'd ever been before. I didn't know a soul in town. Oh God, I hoped I didn't know anyone in town. It'd be just my luck that a client would be in the bar, just passing through. I seldom have more than one drink. In fact, I am usually the designated driver. As part of the bargain, Stan had to promise to drink orange juice before I would even agree to go into the place. The bar was named DANCERS! It was off...

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Bar Room Dancer

My business meeting had run late. I was to meet Susan an hour ago. She had talked me into letting her come along to my most recent company convention. For years I had gone alone, as most of the men in the company had done. But this year she insisted on seeing just what went on at these conventions. So, reluctantly I agreed. We had an early dinner together because I was to meet with the CEO of the business that evening. I assumed it would be a short meeting so I told Susan just to go ahead to...

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Bar Room Dancer

My business meeting had run late. I was to meet Susan an hour ago. She had talked me into letting her come along to my most recent company convention. For years I had gone alone, as most of the men in the company had done. But this year she insisted on seeing just what went on at these conventions. So, reluctantly I agreed. We had an early dinner together because I was to meet with the CEO of the business that evening. I assumed it would be a short meeting so I told Susan just to go ahead to...

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Mystery Dancer

About a month ago my friends and I went to a friend of friend’s party. It was at a large house, the entrance was bigger than my apartment. As the night went on, I was wondering around and made my way to the dance floor. It was there when I saw her. I was stunned, she was absolutely beautiful. I could not move my eyes away as she danced by herself on the floor, rebuffing any guy that comes close to her. She was slightly taller than me with a graceful body. Her hair midnight black, tied in...

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Adult Bookstore Dancer

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My First night as a dancer

One night out on the town I decided to try something 'different'. And by different i mean something that wasnt the same old going clubbing and meeting a few half drunk men who we could con out of anything as long as I promised to 'give' them something in 'exchange' as my pussy, my panties, or some pictures of me in the washroom. But I like said, that got boring. So it was my idea to suggested that we try something completely new. I had always wanted to try being an escort for the night. If...

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Granddaughters Questions

"Paw-paw, from a guys perspective, how important is it for a woman to swallow?" my granddaughter asked, shocking me more than I thought possible. Ellie is the oldest child of my daughter and her Baptist minister husband. He's a good man, provides well for his family but we've never seen eye to eye on child rearing. He's a stereotypical domineering father who made her wash off make up, wouldn't let her go on car dates and thinks every guy is going to knock her up. If you saw Ellie, you...

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Stepdaughters Have Fun With Their Stepfathers

 On a scorching hot day in July, the courtroom resounded with the final blow of the gavel. I sat there, relief overtook me as the realization of what just happened began sinking in. My now ex-wife stormed out with her lawyer, the judge had ruled in my favor and she walked out with nothing.Elsa, my now ex-wife cheated on me with another woman, and tried to ruin my reputation along with my business by concocting an elaborate scheme. Here claims were unfounded, she accused me of being an adulterer...

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Daughter Seduced and Degraded

Daughter Seduced and Degraded  Daughter Seduced and Degraded  By The Jellyman [This story is completely invented, and has no relationship to any real people or activities.? Also, we do NOT advocate that any actions in this story be acted on, and in fact strongly disapprove of anyone who would even contemplate these actions.? This story is complete fantasy, and intended to remain complete and total fantasy.] This story started in late September of Katie?s sophomore year of high school.?...

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STORY of SkyDancer

Let me tell you a little bit about myself I'm five feet 10 inches tall around 220 pounds, brown hair and eyes very muscular, I'm an ex-professional boxer.Around 10 years ago I I was working as a bouncer erotic a nightclub in Fort Lauderdale, when one night I heard a commotion in the parking lot. There were several men beating up a beautiful woman, when I tried to break it up I ended up getting very banged up myself.Her name was misty, she thanked me for helping her and asked if I need a ride...

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First Threesome With The Sexy Bellydancer

Hey all, this is bigdickhunk and this is my first story. It was the first time my girlfriend was bringing her friend over to stay at my place. I was lucky as my roommate had gone abroad for a business trip and it was just going to be us three for the whole week. Character descriptions (if you may require): The names are changed to maintain privacy. Me (BDH): 7-inch long dick and with a fairly gym built body. I do love working out and try to maintain myself in good shape and health. My height...

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The Flapper and the Secretary

Ginny and I had just hopped off the trolley at Third Street and were walking towards the Million Dollar Theater.  Ben Hur was in its second month, and the lines were finally down enough that we could catch a late matinee showing.  We sat there enraptured during the movie,  especially as Ramon Novarro and Francis Bushman were fighting and trying to beat each other during the chariot race.It was so exciting, and I almost swooned when he won.  We were giggling like two schoolgirls as we left the...

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