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Dance in the DarknessChapter 3

She tossed her cone into a trashcan and followed the young woman into the restaurant. She found the young woman's section and took a seat in one of the booths. Kassidi pretended to look at the menu while studying the young woman. The woman's tone was friendly and upbeat with customers and she was efficient as she filled their orders. After a minute or three, The young woman came to Kassidi's table. "Hi, my name's Melinda. I'll be your server today. What can I get you.?" The woman's...

Dance in the DarknessChapter 5

As they drove to her job, Brian asked "What do you think of Dayton?" "Ohio?" "Yeah, I figured that we can head there in two or three weeks and start finding our next target. After we're done with that one, we'll rent a place in Florida for a few months. It'll give us a chance to build up some more cash." "It's OK, I guess, why Dayton?" "Mostly, we've stuck to rural and small town areas. We need to start switching up to avoid an identifiable pattern." "Should I give notice...

Dance LessonsChapter 2

Her sisters all told my Auntie Rose that she was crazy to sell her house and move in with me at a new place I just bought out on the island over on the North Shore. The simple truth was that I was hiding the fact I was holding the torch for my skinny long legged Aunt and I didn’t understand how she could let my prick of an uncle fuck her in that big circular bed with the old fashioned mirror in the ceiling for almost twenty years before he kicked the bucket. We all knew he was as crooked as...

Dance LessonsChapter 3

We all knew that Aunt Rose was a veteran drinker. I think she sucked up the booze and sneaked the smokes because she liked being on the thin side and would always spend time looking in the mirrors inspecting her pretty ass cheeks to make certain there was no added fat. Little Josie was like a mini-Aunt Rose in that respect and her tight fitting swimsuit that fit her perfectly at age fourteen was still a perfect fit now that she was four years older. I was humping Aunt Rose regular, but I...

Dance With a DevilChapter 2

I woke slowly, my nose filled with a wonderful scent, a scent I knew by heart. Leanne had always used one brand of shampoo, one with a special scent that I could pick out anywhere. As I woke further, I became aware of her breasts pressed to my chest, her face nuzzled into my neck. I could even tell, likely through our twin link and my mind-reading, that she was only just asleep. There were confused thoughts running around, like the last vestiges of a dream. As though to ruin the moment, I...

Dance With a DevilChapter 3

By the time we got home from the mall, Leanne was ready to explode, and I wasn’t in much better shape. I’d been watching her tease just about every red-blooded man and woman in sight all day, not to mention her show this morning with the delivery guys. In the rapid trip in the elevator though, she took it to a much further level by casually stripping out of her clothes, and standing there naked, legs spread as she leaned back against the wall, looking straight at the small camera mounted in...

Dance With a DevilChapter 4

I stood stock still in the adult store, gazing down at this petite Asian girl who had just begged to be used like the girls in her dreams. Her shirt came over her head, and she pulled it free of her long hair and threw it across the room in a single motion. Her breasts, only slightly larger than Leanne’s, were barely concealed by her lacy bra, and her green eyes still lust fogged. She didn’t hesitate as she unclasped her bra and shrugged it off to reveal her light areola and stiff nipples,...

Dance With a DevilChapter 5

I woke slowly, and mixed with the smell of Leanne’s hair was another smell, newer and not as familiar. My tired brain began piecing together the new smell as I slowly became aware of the feel of two nude bodies pressed tight to me. Leanne, of course, was one. I knew her body as well as I knew my own. The other, and owner of the unfamiliar smell I realised, must be Yuki. I opened my eyes and smiled. It was Yuki, draped over my chest as Leanne was cuddled tightly to my side. In their sleep,...

Dance With a DevilChapter 7

Six o’clock the next evening found us all relaxing on the balcony of my penthouse waiting for Hannah, who had texted me earlier to say she was running late at the office. Along with enjoying the breeze and warm sun there was the scent of sizzling meat on the barbecue which I was tending. Leanne was lounging nude on her stomach, doing her best to eliminate the tan lines she had acquired over the last summer while Yuki, wearing only her bunny tail and a cute headband with bunny ears, was...

The Fifth Floor

-Him- The sheer exclusivity of the invitation was a coveted prize. The Club was the trendy kind of place in the City that catered to the rich, the powerful and the famous faces of the moment. The kind of place superstars and young hopefuls adopted as their proving grounds for style, image and the latest headline in the tabloids. The crowded dance floor with the DJ’s booming club mix sent the younger, wilder generation in a hypnotic frenzy. It was a fashionable jungle of glitz and excess with...

Kaeley A On the Floor

Let’s fast-forward a bit in my incredible sexual relationship with Kaeley A.. The following events occurred about a year and a half after our first encounter in my bathroom. (See my story “Kaeley A. In the Bathroom” on my profile page.) She was about three years into college at the time and living with her girlfriend, Gigi.Yes, Kaeley was officially out as a lesbian — and in a committed relationship to boot — but that didn’t stop her from longing for my cock from time to time. And I was...

Dancer

I loved dancing. At my local bar, they had a dance floor in their upstairs section, where I spent many happy hours boogie-ing to my heart’s content. The upstairs section also had its own bar area, smaller than the bar downstairs. The large square bar counter downstairs and the surrounding area was mainly for socializing.Both floors in the bar had its own toilet section. Downstairs, the lavatory had three cubicles with no gloryholes and a long steel urinal. Upstairs, the far larger latrine had...

Dancer Boiz for Thugs

-You up Trayjon?-Who dis???-Danzkins-How I know you???-Call me.-Gimme 10.A half hour later, the phone rang. ‘Niggas,’ thought Dicey Adams. “Hey, Trayjon!”“Sup. Who is dis,” the baritone voice inquired.“My name is Dicey. We met last year at that Mexican restaurant.”“Okay?”“You don’t remember me. I’m caramel skinned. About five-nine. Bubble butt. Did the splits.”“Oh, sheeeeeit! Hold up a minit!”“Okay.”Trayjon Everett walked away from the front door and down the sidewalk. “You still dere?”“Yes,...

Dancer

Sassy Dancer This is a semi true story, more of a fantasy about real characters Alice loved to dance. Its all she ever really did since she was 17. Now that she was almost 30 she still looked good, her breasts werent quite as firm as they once were but still perky. Her boyfriend loved to watch her dance. She would put on some dance music while she modeled and danced for him, he would often take pictures of her. He was always bringing panties or shorts for her to...

Serendipity on the Dance Floor

(This is a work of fiction, made up in my mind, any resemblance to actual events, or people, or another author are strictly coincidence. This is an original work. -JW)At some point or another everyone has a fantasy about having some amazing sex with some complete stranger in the heat of the moment. The following can be filed into that category.I have never considered myself to be one of the beautiful people. I am more along the lines of the guy who lands in that group below the top rung of...

A Good fuck on the dance floor

Introduction: Three strangers meet and has an enjoyable night. Sorry, I know Im bad with past and present tense but I hope you still enjoy the story nevertheless. He saw her from across the room on the dance floor. The club was packed but it was hard not to notice her while he was sitting at the bar scouting for a girl that he thought would be perfect for him. Dont get him wrong, he wasnt looking for a girlfriend. He just wanted a memorable one night stand. One night that he could remember how...

Teasing black men at the dance floor

That afternoon I came early at home and found my sensual wife getting ready for going to dinner outside. Anita said we could do some “fishing bar”.I would enter the place to take a seat. My sexy wife would enter a few minutes later and she would scan the bar waiting to be approached.Once a stranger would come over her, I would watch her flirting and teasing the guy. Ana then would make some excuses and we both would leave the bar. Both would be so turned on, that we would end up having sex in a...

Cum Pooled on a Tiled Floor

"Oh no you didn't!" Becky yelled as I filled her honey pot with my man juice."Really, Blade? Please tell me that you didn't just cum!"All I could do was just smile at her as I pushed her slender body into the bed."Damn, Blade, you just entered me! You didn't even give me time to enjoy it! I can even feel you going soft inside me. And I am dripping wet! Geez!""What can I say? Becky, you just have that effect on me.""You didn't even thrust! You just slid it inside and popped! I didn't even have...

Marian s Garden part 1 The Forest Floor

Jack and I are working in the garden today. It’s so beautiful and such a relief to finally have our own place. Our own real place with land. It’s just a couple of acres, but between the trees and underbrush, we can’t even see our neighbors. They’re there, but if it wasn’t for the mailboxes and driveways on our way in we wouldn’t even know. Jack has on long tough tan Carhartts, a long-sleeved white shirt, and thick working gloves. It’s a tough outfit for the heat, and I keep reminding him to...

A Good fuck on the dance floor

He took a sip of his beer as he looked her up from head to toe. She was just his type. Petite with fair skin, and her red hair bouncing off her shoulders. Her chest wasn’t bad. She appeared to be about a C-cup pushing D. But he wouldn’t mind just grabbing a handful of her tits and squeezing the hell out of them. He knew she’d enjoy it too. Especially from the way she dressed. It was like she was ready to be fucked by some random guy. She was wearing a tight red strapless mini dress. And...

Desire on the Dance Floor

House music is overpowering me with its throbbing beat, the flashing lights and lasers disorientate me forcing me to squint against their glare. The place seems really full tonight; the dance floor is packed with clubbers and revelers. My head is spinning; I curse myself for drinking way too much Vodka knowing I've gone way over my limit. That coupled with the ecstasy pills we necked earlier in the night... Well I'm feeling pretty smashed to put it mildly. I've lost my friends in the...

The Waiter Part 2 First Night On The Floor

Erin sat with his eyes closed, his back against the cold bathroom tiles. Between his legs, his cock hung, semi-hard, a drop of cum dangling off the tip. Absentmindedly, his hands caressed his cock. As his fingers grazed the tip of his cock, without thinking he suddenly raised his finger to his mouth and sucked the drop off his fingertip. The sweet saltiness covered his tongue and he sighed happily.Suddenly, he heard footsteps approaching, and he sat bolt upright and leapt into the bathroom...

The Contractors Jizz hit the floor

So..yeah.. I guess you could say I was a touch pissed. The sub-contractor tiling our downstairs shower gave me his final bill and it was $400 more than he told me on Monday. I know what I'm paying him hourly and there is no way in hell that he worked those extra hours. I called him last night and asked that he get here a few minutes early today so we could do the final walk around and talk about that extra $400.He showed up this morning about 6:45 and we inspected his work. It's a solid A-. ...

FIRST STORY ON THE DANCE FLOOR

ON THE DANCE FLOORIt was a cold and crisp Saturday night in my college town and I needed a release. Midterms had drained me and my potential fuck buddy had backed out leaving me sexually frustrated and ready to pounce on the next hottest stud with a devilish smile. I gathered up a couple of friends to head out to the so-called “it party” for the night and I could tell tonight would be eventful. I walked briskly with my friends, pulling my tight black skirt down as I walked and crossed my arms...

Late Nights on the 11th Floor

He saw her first in the elevator in the building where he worked. She seemed not to notice him, concentrating instead on something she was reading. They both exited on the 11th floor, and he watched her disappear inside an office down the hall from his. She hadn’t looked up, but she could feel his eyes on her as she walked. After that, they ran into each other occasionally, neither speaking, but a silent exchange between them said more than words. He discovered she was an advertising...

Kitchen floor

You know how I like to keep myself busy. I fantasise about having truly relaxing holidays - reading, sunbathing, eating lots of chocolate and never putting on an ounce. But the truth is that as soon as I'm alone, with maybe a week or more ahead of me, I become quite frightened. I must fill the time, so that I do not give way to gloomy thoughts. Gardening and cleaning are often my saviours. I still feel a c***dish pleasure in getting filthy and pulling up weeds from my tiny garden; but I get a...

Ana taken in the dance floor

Some friends had invited Ana and me to a Yacht Club party that night.My sexy wife was wearing a short skirt and a tube top that left the bottom of her tummy bare. Her shoes were just low heeled beach sandals.Before leaving home, I told her she looked very fuckable in that outfit.Then Ana told me she was not wearing panties under her skirt…Soon my pretty wife was enjoying Margaritas. It wasn't long before two of our friends who were also married were flirting with my lovely Ana. They both...

Fingered on the dance floor

Would love to stay in a hotel and then go to a club on the night with you wearing a short skirt, top and high heels and no knickers. We'd have a few drinks and I'd let you dance In the club on your own, watching you until a bloke approaches you. You start dancing with him getting closer and closer until he starts putting his hands on your waist. You both start getting closer and dancing raunchier. The dance floor is pretty busy and people are drunk so it goes unnoticed. I'm sat watching from a...

TNWS01 The Girl With The Voice of an AngelChapter 20 Sex on the Floor

For the young Jessie Harper having sex on the floor with her best friend’s father was just magical. Everything inside her mind started off telling her that this should not be happening. Everything about her standing in the church and the church choir also started off telling her that this should not be happening. But it only took a few minutes for all those misgivings to be completely dispelled as the pure ecstasy of the moment engulfed her from beginning to end. The ‘ecstasy’ of that moment...

MyDirtyMaid Sarai Minx Sarai Cleans More Than Just Floors

Lets me start by saying I’m super glad i used this service again. Today Sarai Minx walked into my house ready to clean but with that perfect body i couldn’t just let her do that. I mean this chick has amazing pair of tits and a great ass. I offered cash slowly so i can enjoy the body and to get my place clean. By the end of her being naked i couldn’t stand it anymore so i offered the thousand if she hopped on my cock. This chick gave a good sucking with tit fucking in the mix. Once she started...

Sweet Rohan From The 20th Floor

Rohan used to live in my apartment 5 floors below my 25th. The view of the city from my windows was exquisite and with no buildings close enough to block the view, the sunrise flooded the house with light early in the morning. Rohan was 1st year college and a piece of art. About 5, 10, 58kgs, black eyes large and round, high cheek bones and a wide smiling face. He was smooth like an egg and his stride caused his round petite buns to rotate just so slightly. I nearing 50, leeched at him every...

The Client on the Sixth Floor

“Bloody hell,” she thought. It was a gorgeous suite. She’d been to the hotel before, of course, in fact she worked here quite a bit. But she’d never been to the Sixth floor. Indeed, the elevator didn’t even go to the Sixth floor. You got out at Five and a uniformed man escorted you up a short flight of stairs to Floor Six. He asked her if she needed help carrying her bags. She only had one bag. She obviously didn’t need his assistance. It was a nice touch though, she thought. He escorted her to...

Bent over and looking down to the dance floor

My hubby was out of town again; but this time he was not on a boring business trip: he had gone fishing with Jorge, my girlfriend Helena’s husband.. So Helena had arranged with other girls, Laura and Camilla, to get that same week end out of town, for doing some shopping and going to party…Saturday evening I met the girls at a restaurant and we had a very nice dinner. As we finished our meals and continued having some cocktails, Camilla mentioned we should go to one of the clubs just down the...

The seventh floor

The seventh floorThat August last week was really something to forget about. In those days Ana had her own car broken and had been going to her office on a bus. But that Friday evening she called me telling she was too tired for a bus ride and asked me if I could pick up her on my way home.I could be there at seven, because that day I had a lot of pending paperwork to deal. But I was very lucky; energy fell down on the building and of course all computers were also down, absolutely useless for...

The Client on the Sixth Floor

“Bloody hell,” she thought. It was a gorgeous suite. She’d been to the hotel before, of course, in fact she worked here quite a bit. But she’d never been to the Sixth floor. Indeed, the elevator didn’t even go to the Sixth floor. You got out at Five and a uniformed man escorted you up a short flight of stairs to Floor Six. He asked her if she needed help carrying her bags. She only had one bag. She obviously didn’t need his assistance. It was a nice touch though, she thought. He escorted her to...

College Life 8211 Part 2 8211 The 6th Floor

Hi guys, this is Ruchi again with Part 2 of the college life series. Please read the first part here if you haven’t read it already. Wanted to thank you all so much for all the positive comments and encouragement. Just wanted to say, please feel free to leave suggestions (as specific as you like) in your comments. If they turn me on I will surely try to use them in my stories. Anyway, without wasting much time, here’s part 2. Next day before going to college I was both nervous and excited. Due...

The Thirty Seventh Floor

Due to Stacie Campbell’s inability to come to Recent American History class and resulting failing grade, Bridget was forced by Coach Kennedy to tutor her. In reality, Bridget agreed to tutor Stacie in exchange for more time with Coach Kennedy when her parents were out of town. Tonight was the first night that she was supposed to be meeting Stacie. Bridget pulled her Wrangler to the curb in front of the Campbell’s house, she marveled at how large the house really was; it was at least twice the...

Frontiers Flint MurdockChapter 3 Dirt Floor

The first time I borrowed the hotel’s one-horse buckboard from the Bighorn so Rebecca could ride down to see her family, I followed her on Scarface. Stayed just out of sight, but she wasn’t checking her flank. I got my spyglass out and could see Chet and Rosie standing in front of the house. If he tried anything, I’d fire both barrels of my scattergun up into the air. The sound would carry easy, even this far away. But he just stood off to the side as she hugged her daughter, held her as...

Ashok Uncle 8211 Part 5 Kinky passion on the kitchen floor

This is a continuation of my previous story about Ashok’s uncle, my hot, hairy and hungry older neighbour. I wrote part 1 on a whim, but thanks to all your encouragement, we’re now on Part 6! We lay there on the kitchen floor for a while. My slender body on top of his hot hairy musky nude form. My lips refused to let him go even for an instant. I kissed, moaned and sucked his tongue non-stop. “You’re insatiable,” he said as I broke away to catch my breath. I nibbled his chin and said, “It’s...

Fun On The Dance Floor

It had been a wild night. Partying, dancing, flirting. It had been awhile since Sarah had gone out. She was glad she did. He was standing by the speakers when she noticed him. Tall, blonde, hard to miss. Their eyes connected. Electric. The power that surged was electric. They flirted. They danced. Flirted more. Danced closer. The dance floor was packed. Shoulder to shoulder. No one noticed. Sarah wore a skirt. Short. Easy to get under. He wore jeans. Zipper and button. Easy to undo. His...

I Did the Milf Next Door on Her Living Room Floor

So we've fucked each other twice at this point and we're fully immersed into each other, constantly messaging one another throughout the day and talking dirty all the time. We're counting down the days until we can meet up again and we've got it planned because she's going to have the house to herself one afternoon in the next couple of days. The day has finally arrived and I'm just waiting, clock watching all morning long with pure lust and excitement on my mind, I can't concentrate on...

Exposed on Dance Floor

The dance was going in full swing. The lights were dim and the boys and girls were dancing on the floor, at the sway of music. I was with my BF, John. We had consumed quite a few glasses of liquor and it was showing in our movements and actions. John was holding me tight against his body and I was feeling his cock against me pressing hard. It had grown all stiff and hard and was pulsating and may be trying to come out. My boobs were also pressing against his chest and they felt nice. The other...

Room Was Locked And Her Top Was Lying On The Floor

This is a real life story happened 18 years back. This is the time I got married to a smart girl who is working in Mumbai and I was a graduate having a small job is our town at down south Indian state. I was not sure why this modern girl prefers to marry me and I found she is quite confident and independent. I liked the nature and the smartness thought will have a great life after marriage. She is from the next town of ours. Their parents are school teachers and she is working for some company...

Girl In The House On The Top Floor

Hi I am back again with another story. I have introduced myself in the previous episode that is “Maid Servent’s Daughter”. Now I am coming up with another story which happened very recently while I was staying in the house while I started living alone. The place where I stay is on terrace and there are two portions where I live on the top floor and it so happened that when I started living in one portion, then the other portion guy who was staying vacated the house and left and it is occupied...

A large hotel window at the tenth floor

I had invited my sweet Ana to join me for a quick business trip.She was delighted, since she had never been at Las Vegas and so, she would have the chance of trying luck at the casino, while I would be focused in my own business…The first evening, after a really stressing labor day, I went back to our hotel room, finding Anita was there, getting ready for going to dinner out.I smiled and kissed her sexy red lips, while she wrapped her arms around my neck and responded me with another passionate...

Two on the Floor

I had to admit this, even to myself, but I am her dirty little secret. There I said it, “I am a dirty little secret!” I think I should be ashamed, and maybe I am — at least when I am not looking at her dozing on my bed.She is Constance and she lives right across the street from me. She lives there with her two daughters and her husband of something just shy of twenty years. This wasn’t something I planned. It just sort of happened. I know, I know, how cliché of me, having an affair with a...

Dancer

Theresa had been dancing all day in the studio, her body exhausted, she lay poised on the ground stretching, following a piece she had practiced. She only wore a leotard and her ballet shoes, her hair caught up above her head in a hair tie, sweat dripping from her slender cheeks. Georgio waited in the doorway, watching her stretch, feeling a rising within his body for her. Her form was perfect, he had watched for a while now while she had performed her last piece and she had no idea yet that...

Dancer Ki Chudia

Hi friends this i am regular reader of ISS aur aaj main apni ek sex story jo real hain aap logoan se sher kar raha hoon.my name is ajju hain meri age 28 years hain height 5.8 fair yeh un dinaon ki baat hain jab main regularly bar mein songs enjoy karne jatha tha mujhe music ka bahut shouk hain ( indian music ) and i like hindi songs beer pina uar songs suna bahut hi maza enjoy kartha tha ek din ek singer jo kolkatta ki rahni wali thi use maine friendship karli aur use maine ek mobile phone...

The Kitchen Floor

I have never watched anyone have sex. I mean, I have watched myself in the mirror with my boyfriend and have watched porn, but never in person. This is something that was always so taboo but intriguing and sexy. I imagined the smell, the sounds and the physical tension that I would feel as I watched two people touch and devour each other. I really never thought that I would ever have the opportunity.My boyfriend and I would share fantasies about seeing groups of people in a club, on a beach or...

Dancing Backwards

NOTE #1: If you are offended by stories that lack crude, foul, or profane language, then this story is not for you. Likewise, if you are looking for descriptions of explicit sex or violent and aggressive behavior, you will have to look elsewhere. NOTE #2: This story is my property, but you may post it anywhere that makes it available to readers for free. If you do post it somewhere, please include all of it, including the comments and glossary that appear after the story. And please...

Dancing to Louie Louie A Halloween Story

This story is more Sci-Fi than erotic. There is nudity, but no real sex. It will appeal primarily to the exhibitionists and voyeurs among us. And, of course, it will appeal to the nerds and techies. I guess I belong in that last group. After all, I am “The Technician.” = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional...

Dancing At The Griswold

My cousin Dale had gotten a job as a relief elevator operator over at the Griswold Hotel. He was also used to assist in the set up and tear down at the banquets, weddings and conventions that were held in the ballroom there. He still caddied with us every day, but, sometimes, he had to leave early, and only carried one loop per day. We got a lot of golfers from the hotel since it was somehow affiliated with Shennecossett Golf Club. All of the hotel guests had automatic playing privileges...

Dancing and the next day

Michael leaned over and spoke in her ear, “What do you want to drink?” His breath in her are distracted her and she sat dazed for a second, finally what he said sunk in and she said, “I don’t know. I don’t drink enough to know what I like.” With a grin, Michael asked, “Do you want what they’re having?” She had heard the word tequila and knew that it was out of the question. Michael could not control her if she had tequila. She spoke up, “No. You only wish.” Turning toward the...

Dancing Queen

Dancing Queen By Cassandra Morgan Bruce Springsteen wanted to do it in the dark. Donna Summer wanted to do with someone she loved. Martha Reeves wanted to do it in the street. Dance. It is primal, you know. No matter what your nature, there is an urge to spin and twirl to the the music. David Bowie wanted us to get out our red shoes and dance the blues. Little Eva wanted us to do the locomotion. Lee Ann Woman hoped we dance. And I did. I spun. I...

Dancing With Myself

Mary scarcely recognized the woman in the mirror. It wasn’t the first time she’d felt that way over the past year, but this time, it was more than just the weight loss that made her stare at her own reflection with a bit of confusion. The woman in the mirror looked confident, sensual and attractive. Powerful, even. To a perennial wallflower like Mary, it was as if she’d accidentally walked in front of a doorway instead of a full-length mirror. The costume did most of the work, really. The way...

Dancing with Danger

by Milliemoon "So you can see my problem. I know you are usually busy on Friday nights but I just wondered..." My mom, Sandra, seemed to run out of steam and sat back heavily on the sofa as I stood and looked at her. "You want me to go with you to your company's annual dinner and dance?" I guess the astonishment sounded in my voice because she shook her head. "No, no, it's ok, I'll see if Jean can come with me." Jean was my mother's best friend, a lovely lady, but somehow not the best...

Lost on the Dance Floor

You grin nervously at your girlfriend, Sarah - dressed in an eye-stealing red 'dress' that clings tight to her braless, perky B-cup breasts and only barely hides her hips. "I can't believe we're actually doing this," you say, glancing up the stairs as you wait for your mother to come down. Sarah shrugs, "Your mom's always been pretty cool with us, though... I mean, she's always telling us to go out and party, so..." "As you should, John," answers the voice of your mom, appearing at the top of...

The Dance Floor

I grabbed his hand and pushed through the door. The room was dark, except for the disco ball that was flashing neon green and red lights across the room. People were jam packed into the room and the music was way too loud. We pushed further into the room and I turned around to start dancing. “Come on baby, let’s dance!” I said to my boyfriend as I threw back my hair and swayed my hips to the music. His hands came down on my hips and pulled me closer to him. He leaned down and started kissing...

Exposed on Dance floor

It was an adult club and the boys and girls were dancing on the tune of music- enjoying themselves.The liquor was flowing freely and adding to the fun. My partner was embracing me tightly and I could clearly feel his hardening cock pressing against me. His mouth to mouth kiss and his tongue deep in my mouth was driving me crazy. He whispered in my ears to open his zip and pull out his cock. I opened the zip and pulled out his stiff hard cock. The cock had become very stiff and was more than 8...

Dancing Shayna

I sat at the table nursing my Pabst, rubbing my ankle and watching Shayna dance. I swear that woman was conceived on a dance floor and was born to spend her life on one. I didn't look around to verify it, but I would have been willing to bet that most of the eyes in the place were on her and her partner. Not that he had anything to do with it. Shay made every man she danced with look like Fred Astaire or Gene Kelly even if they had two left feet. Normally I would have been the one out there...

Dancing Girl Variations on a Theme

DANCING GIRL (Variations on a Transvestite Fantasy) by "C.C." The First Variation... One can only hibernate with a Computer so long. Even a new program gets tiring. You decided you felt like Mediterranean Food that evening. Or maybe it wasn't so much the Food as the exotic Belly Dancer advertised at the Restaurant! You'd been interested in that sort of dancing ever since your trip to Athens,...

Dancing Video Game Boy

He was a beautiful boy. He’d been in the games shop fronting on Hendricks Avenue in the San Marco district of Jacksonville, Florida, in a bend of the St. Johns River, about half dozen times in the last two months. He always came at the same time, about 7:30 p.m. It was late, even in the summer, for a beautiful fourteen-year-old boy like this to be out alone, especially in the red light district of San Marco, and Lew, the proprietor of the games shop, had asked the boy about this. That’s how he...

Dancing on Old Flames

Marie stood on her porch, admiring the evening sky as it burned off from the horizon. She smiled after a while, remembering that today was the first day she could do that, stand, without enduring constant aching pain that shot from her spine to her feet. It had been months since she was herself. Becoming injured in childhood was one thing, but to be 41 with a seriously damaged back is another. Weeks of physio combined with a healthy chiropractic regimen and exercise had helped her regain the...

Dancing with Shannon

My friend Shannon is really pretty. She is a true red head. She has a sprinkle of freckles across her cute face. Her lips are full and she has an enchanting smile.I am half Native American (my father) and half Greek (my mother) I have dark Native American skin and even darker nipples. I have long jet black hair. Most people think that I look Mexican. Although my mom swears my features are more Mediterranean...like her. And she is sexy!We are both seniors in high school. At eighteen, we're both...

Dancing with the Hypnotist

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