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Saloon Dancers

There we were standing center stage dressed in saloon girl costumes. Four high school junior boys performing the cancan. Our costumes were satin dresses, trimmed with lace, corset, and lace petticoat. We had stockings, a choker and feathered headpiece on. A pair of 2 1/2-inch heel boots completed the costume. We looked like four girls so much that our mothers could hardly tell. How did four guys become beautiful cancan dancers? It all started when Miss Moss called us into her office...

Dancers

Cheryl and Mike watched as the girls danced, tipped them when they came around, and had a good time whenever they went out to the strip clubs together. They usually had a few beers, allowed themselves to be entertained by the half naked girls for a while, and then went home and had great sex, which is why Cheryl came to the clubs with her husband of 5 years, instead of demanding that he never enter one again, as some of her friends had done. It was fun, and it made him horney! Tonight there...

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...

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...

DANCERS

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...

Native Wife

The idea had come to Peter one night. The network was looking for a new series. The old one was drawing to a close and they needed to replace it with something ... the only question was with what? A true to life series, the jungle ... the Amazon ... natives. Find a lost tribe, surely there must be a tribe of natives still out there they could find and film. Make a documentary about, live with them for a few weeks, follow their every move, let the people of the so called civilized world see...

Native American Nympho Stoner Ch 02

Shannon stood on the front porch of Gina Marie’s house and watched Butch drive away until he was out of sight. She had tears in her eyes, feeling overwhelmed by all the dramatic experiences that had struck her in the last 12 hours. She moved to Montana in the hope of positive change but never expected anything remotely close to this. She was very happy, but also afraid that this was too good to be true. But that fear was somewhat blocked out for the moment, as she was very excited about seeing...

Telling Mom I m A Crossdresser Part 7 5 Amateur Pole Dancers

After our time at the spa, I spent a lot of time in my room trying out all the new sex toys we got from Richard and Monica. They were all exciting in their own ways and I came so much with each one. Some vibrated, some went deep and some felt good stretching my ass wide. The feeling of all the sensations I could get from my new plastic and electric friends were amazing and found myself spending long hours with them. Once I was finished, I had to stop to rest as they had left me completely...

Telling Mom I m A Crossdresser Part 7 5 Amateur Pole Dancers

After our time at the spa, I spent a lot of time in my room trying out all the new sex toys we got from Richard and Monica. They were all exciting in their own ways and I came so much with each one. Some vibrated, some went deep and some felt good stretching my ass wide. The feeling of all the sensations I could get from my new plastic and electric friends were amazing and found myself spending long hours with them. Once I was finished, I had to stop to rest as they had left me completely...

Student Sex Private Dancers

Soon after starting at university I got in with a randy bunch of lads as keen to explore the new sexual opportunities offered by university and freedom from parental restraints as I was. Together we explored the town’s “red light district” with sex shops that sold porn even hotter than the magazines I’d found in my dad’s secret stash, as well as sexy underwear and other “sex toys.” We also frequented the town’s numerous striptease pubs.These pubs were basically a typical English pub with a...

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Native American Nympho Stoner Ch 03

As she dragged her suitcase next door to her grandparents’ house, Shannon felt the happiest and most optimistic she’d ever felt. After all those agonizingly slow years, she was back in her beloved Montana to stay permanently, she was going to reside with her grandparents and spend much of her time next door with her best friend, she had unlimited access to marijuana, she had a new tattoo with many more on the horizon, and best of all, she had a new boyfriend who she was totally crazy about. ...

Native American Nympho Stoner Ch 05

CONTINUED FROM CHAPTER 4 Shannon woke up the next morning lying on her back while Butch was lying to her left, on his front, still in a deep sleep. Physically, she felt dirty, with dried up piss on much of her body, especially her face and hair, and dried up blood on her thighs. She also very much smelled like Butch’s come, which had been resting in her cunt for several hours. But all of those factors made her feel sexy and kinky. And she felt on top of the world. Losing her virginity had...

Native Beginning

Kyra’s honeymoon to Africa has taken a horrible turn. After witnessing her husband’s death, she narrowly escaped into the jungle. Having survived the raging river, with the last of her strength, she collapsed on the muddy riverbank. Hours later, she woke up to find herself in someone’s home and bed. The décor was strange to say the least. Cooking implements were piled against the mud walls. Once on her feet, she gingerly made her way outside. Kyra found herself in a clearing with a magnificent w...

Alternatives

Alternatives By Heather St. Claire Sometimes the course of a lifetime depends on the choice of a moment. Usually, we don't recognize it when it happens. Sometimes, the reality becomes clear in retrospect; but far more often we never see their significance at all. So, we can consider Everett Kent to be particularly lucky--or not-- depending on your point of view. One day, he had the choice of two futures laid out for him as clearly as any of us are ever to experience. Did he...

A Routine EnslavementChapter 32 The Fate of A Dancer

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...

Alternatives

Copyright © 2004 Maureen L Reardon Time stirred the fire of Gina's desires. Ryan had waited. They were both on the edge of ecstasy's edge. Gina's image was firmly within Ryan's mind. As the first contact of Ryan almost embarrasses Gina, to divulge. While the structure of it is complexity. Administering holds enormous potential for any sense of control. The thought of the first kiss. Simple and yet be fraught with the implications for alternative outcomes. Gina had never had sex with...

A Level headed Dancer

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...

Unimaginative Sex With My Hot Sexy Aunt

This is one of a remarkable incident happened in my life.Please be keen to read the full story and understands it. Let me introduce myself I am Bharath basically from Bangalore,a 20-year-old smart looking guy,fair,tall and having a good body. My aunt in this story is just my uncle’s wife who was divorced as she had crush on someone else she was also a banglorian and she was damn sexy and hot she had worked 3 years in the US and you know how people are over there and she followed the same...

Dancer

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...

Kelly Bundy Lap Dancer

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...

Dancer

Dancer by A.J. BakerChapter One A Villain Meets a GoddessI turned fifty-nine and did not blink an eye because I thought all of my good years were long behind me, the eye blinking happened when I was about forty-five. For the last f******n years I have just gone through the motions, really not caring about getting laid, I ended up being the primary care giver for my younger brother who is nuts. Sorry for that, but he is bipolar, and he plays it up and gets everything he can out of it. I...

Daughter Lap Dancer

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...

Hot Thai Girl And Her Indian Boyfriend 8211 Pt 1 Belly Dancer

This is an account of a young girl from Thailand, who met an Indian man in a third country and how they got into a relationship and their erotic sexual experiences. The story below is narrated by her. Hello Indian Sex Stories readers. I am not an Indian national. I got introduced to this platform by an Indian friend. I read a few stories here which reminded me of my relationship with my ex-boyfriend who happens to be an Indian. The relationship was quite close to my heart and I really cherish...

My Mother a Pole Dancer

My Mother, a Pole Dancer? By Reeb In my early years growing up, I always knew my mother was attractive by the comments my friends made about her. When I was 16, that was when I really began to take notice. My friend’s made comments like, “You’re mom is so hot.” Or “Jeez, your mom has nice tits.” Or “God, Ronnie, your mom has a great ass.” I guess after hearing things like that all through high school, you tend to look and take notice. My mom and I live alone as my dad was killed in a race car...

Lap Dancer

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...

Horizontal Dancer

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...

Barb s Dancer

I have spent the last fifteen years trying to be the perfect wife for my husband and I think I have pretty much succeeded. He has never gone without sex when he has wanted it; I have never used the old headache excuse, or "I'm on my period", or even the old standby "I just don't feel good tonight." I've always been ready and willing. And my husband is no slouch in bed either; he has always been able to bring me to multiple orgasms and he has always said that taking care of my wants and...

Not So Private Dancer

‘NO!’ ‘John, please…’ ‘NO! How many times do I have to say it? NO… NO… NO!’ ‘John, I’m in a bind,’ my sister, Lana whined. ‘I don’t care. There’s no way, I’m not gonna do it, so you may as well save your breath.’ ‘But you’ve done it before,’ she reasoned. ‘No I haven’t, besides, that was over eight years ago.’ When I was younger, and much stupider, is stupider really a word? Anyway, when I was younger, I thought I was hot shit. As a hot shit young stud, my not so developed brain told me...

The Latin Ballroom Dancer

I was a shy woman with glasses in my early twenties working as my Daddy’s assistant in the office of his hotel called ‘The Springs’. It was a posh hotel in Beverly Hills, California with an enormous pool, inside, and out. I always wore my long frizzy blonde hair back in a plait and wore as my uniform a long grey skirt and frumpy sweatshirt. One bright sunny day, Daddy came into the office in a navy blue suit looking all cheerful and dapper about something. ‘Clarie, honey, make more of an effort...

The Latin Ballroom Dancer

I was a shy woman with glasses in my early twenties working as my Daddy's assistant in the office of his hotel called 'The Springs'. It was a posh hotel in Beverly Hills, California with an enormous pool, inside, and out. I always wore my long frizzy blonde hair back in a plait and wore as my uniform a long grey skirt and frumpy sweatshirt. One bright sunny day, Daddy came into the office in a navy blue suit looking all cheerful and dapper about something. "Clarie, honey, make more of an effort...

AKA and the Dancer

AKA AND THE DANCER By Jason 1 He said his name was James and that he was a dancer. AKA was able to verifyboth facts later, but when they first met--around about midnight in the smalltriangular park near the old Greyhound Bus station--AKA had to take the youngman's word for it. Not that AKA really gave a shit either way. James. Lonnie.Robert. J.R. It was all the same to AKA what handle they used when hustling.Nor did it much matter what they did when they weren't hovering under the...

Lap Dancer

There are lots of ways for a flashy blonde to make money in Tampa, but a drug problem reduces the choices to just a few. When cocaine smiled at me, I smiled back. When she grabbed me by the soul, I became her slave. "Martinez, I need something bad. You've got to help me out man." "I don't got to do nothing, Mary Kay. You the dumb cunt who couldn't get her ass out of bed and now you got no job. Hey, bitch, it's not my fucking problem, you know what I mean?" "I'm starting work...

Testing the Dancer

I was down in the Low Country on a working vacation. My partner and I had been invited to a New South/Woodstock kind of party. This was an annual affair, combining the best of Old South gentility with the finest of modern food and drink, not to mention the three excellent rock'n'roll bands, playing outdoors to several hundred madly happy fans. So it didn't last three days, big deal. It was pretty damn fine for a tiny Antebellum fishing village stuck in the middle of a swamp on a bypassed...

Dancer

There were only eight people at the shower, the bride, the matron of honor and the six brides maids. The male strippers/dancer had been hired at the last-minute when we found out there was to be a female stripper at the groom's bachelor party. The customary bridal shower gifts and games were rapidly dispensed with to increase the time allocated for the dancer. He arrived promptly at 9 P.M. Boy, was he handsome. Tall and muscular, with long black hair, wide shoulders trim thighs and hips and a...

Dancer

I slipped forward and half bowed to the master before shifting my weight. The attack came suddenly and I slid to the left as I pulled both short curved blades and deflected one of the master’s. I continued moving as I slipped his next strike away and sliced with my other blade. It was deflected up and out and I brought my other blade in and turned to block a strike. This was not the first time we had faced one another and I let the motions flow through me. Block, slide, slash, shift, turn,...

Alternative Part 1 1

This is a slow story contains less number of hard core stuff. Please ignore this story if it doesn’t suit your taste. And yeah, my English sucks. Well, I couldn’t think any preface/intro to this story. I request you to read this and review. If you have any suggestion kindly post it to profile. Let’s get into the stream.. I was sitting in a White Hyundai Accent car, stranded in city traffic. I checked my watch, its quarter past 6. “Hmm it could have been quite difficult if there is no...

Alternative Solutions Systems Inc

Known worldwide for their massive infrastructure, Alternative Solutions is a company that saved franchises from going bankrupt, avoided wars, even prevented small nations from being ravished by invasions. However, it's in one of the many skyscrappers in Manhattan that lies the "heart and brains" of the company. Alternative Solutions Systems is a branch of the worldwide company, responsible for the development of tools, gear, equipment, or anything else, to solve the problems presented by their...

Alternative 8211 Part 1

This is Jeya. I always have this feel that makes me think that I should be helpful to other people in ANY way. This is a slow story contains less number of hard core stuff. Please ignore this story if it doesn’t suit your taste. Well, I couldn’t think any preface/intro to this story. I request you to read this and review. If you have any suggestion kindly post it to Let’s get into the stream.. I was sitting in a White Hyndai XCent car, stranded in city traffic. I checked my watch, its...

Private Dancer

I just got done remodeling my basement. I already had a full bar. Some nice video games. A big pool table. A huge flat screen and some leather couches on one side. I put in some new carpeting. Made the small bathroom much larger. Add a huge bathtub and glass shower to make it nicer. I even built a better entrance from the back yard. I put in a poker table and some nice chairs and bar stools for the roomI had seen a movie last week. That made me think I needed to add something more to my man...

Private Dancer

The music was loud and pulsing as the DJ announced her. She stepped through the black-light back lit threshold, through the colourful beads, and onto the stage. The crowd was good and through the smoke, into the darkened room, she saw her. The men waving their Euros and Pounds and Dollars faded as her focus honed in on the woman on the side of the stage. She liked it when women were there. Men, bless them, can be such mindless c***dren at times. But, stripping for other women made her hot and...

The Dancer

THE DANCER BY JANICE (1) I am Dwight Johnson; I am the only child of professional ballroom dancers who also teach dancing. For most of my fifteen, almost sixteen, years I remember them dancing professionally and teaching. My mother taught me to dance as a youth and I enjoyed it. They have a dance studio across town in a one floor building which houses several other studios which teach other types of dance. I...

B IS FOR GIRL chapter 5 B Is For Ballroom Dancer

"B" IS FOR GIRL Chapter 5: "B" is for Ballroom Dancer I didn't have to wait until the following Wednesday to find out what "ballroom" was. On Saturday, after breakfast, mummy told me we were going shopping in town. "We're going to get you a lovely new dress," she said. "For your ballroom dancing lessons." "Ballroom... dancing?" I said. "But mummy, I already do ballet dancing." "I know you do," mummy replied. "And now you're going to do ballroom dancing as well. I hope you're...

The Dancer

The Dancer.1In the summer of 2006 The ‘Upstairs Downstairs’ was one of the most popular nightclubs in London. The ground floor level hosted the dance floor and was furnished as smartly as some of the best clubs. The drinks were very expensive, a bottle of lager would set you back ?8 and spirits even more.However the entrance fee was relatively very low, ?3 in fact. This resulted in young working class people coming in to dance rather than drink. It still had an exclusive feel though, as over...

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...

The Princess and the Pole Dancer

On a very boring evening in the middle of a very hot summer, the heir apparent of the throne of upper Rhineland was surfing on the palace Wi-Fi connection with no set objective in her young mind. She always used a false name on the site because she did not want any media people using her to get an exclusive. She was known in royal circles as Princess Anne Von Trappenstein and was reputed to be a "cold fish" in matters of the heart. Anne knew that was simply a false rumor probably planted...

Reb s 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...

AllGirlMassage Darcie Dolce Cassidy Klein The Ballet Dancer

When ballet dancer Darcie Dolce’ regular masseuse isn’t available, she gets booked with Cassidy Klein. She shows Cassidy her tension spots then strips off her grey ballet leotard but leaves on her leg warmers. Cassidy applies a bit of oil to Darcie’s back and begins to knead her weary muscles. She whips off the towel and goes to work on her glutes. Cassidy asks Darcie to turn onto her back. She massage her thighs, getting awfully close to her vagina. When Darcie reminds her to...

Alternatives

[ For Robert & Tara. Who are not afraid of exploring new, and different ways of sexual intimacy that does not lead to procreation! ]"I'm going to use my dildo," Tara said to Robert as they closed the door to her bedroom; "and you," she went on to add, smiling into his face, "are going to watch---and, if you want, you can jack off as I do." She leaned in close to Robert and kissed him full on the mouth, and Robert's pulse rate went way up as she did!Robert was so happy to have met Tara. She...

Alternative Medicine

"Alternative Medicine" By: Chiara Hi. My name is Lee. Let me tell you the most amazing story about how I got into shape! I had been in a depression for some time. I am 35. I had been overweight for the last 10 years. I used to be active until about 8 or 10 years ago. I really loved to play soccer or run in those days. I had a nice relationship with Janice back then. All was well. Then it seemed to fall apart.I came into a pretty good inheritance when my parents passed away. I found...

Alternative Education

Alternative Education by Gingerfred Man Chapter One -- Johnson, Johnson's Johnson, Johnson Junior Mark Johnson, PhD, lay naked on his bed. His chest was heaving as the result of a stupefying orgasm that had spewed a large amount of hot sperm in a semen sauce along the length of his flat belly and hairy, buff chest. His considerable cock was softening as the exhausted educator considered the fact that he had cum three times in the past 45 minutes. The cause of his sexual agony...

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Alternative Reality 1 Written by Dauphin http://dauphinsworld.activeboard.com/ I tried to open my eyes, but had to close them again. Everything was black. I tried to open my eyes. They were so heavy. I did my best to keep them open, but the light hurt them. Everything looked so white. I could see this woman looking down at me saying to wake up. She was calling me Ashley! My name was Ash. I closed my eyes again. I could not keep them open. I closed my eyes again, and I could hear...

Alternative Version of Actions Have Consequences

Alternative version of Actions Have Consequences By Sarah Goodwoman Marci looked in the mirror one last time to make sure her makeup was perfect. She was shocked and disappointed at how good it was. She has only been doing her makeup for a month now but felt like she was a professional at it. The woman stalling for time was not happy that she did not need to do anymore alterations to her makeup. Marci cursed herself for being too honest, for she was not looking forward to leaving the...

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...

Jane and the Belly Dancer

Jane and the Belly Dancer We resumed fucking and for the first time in my life I began to feel sick to my stomach while having sex. It was time to resume my self coaching. ‘This is how I’m gonna someday make THE BIG BUCKS! Just a few more minutes. Oh shit look at those tits bounce! The way she’s moving her legs. OMG OMG OMG! *********************************************************************** I gazed into the full length mirror inside the dressing room and admired my new makeover. There...

The Dancer

"Let me off here," Lynn said quietly.Dutifully, I pulled over the SUV. The afternoon Tennessee sun baked the dusty asphalt and brightened the lush greenery to either side. But to me, there was a darkness around Lynn, as if she were fading into the coming night."Are you sure?" I asked softly."Yes." She got out, pulling that ridiculous case out of the back seat.I gave her one last look: a thin young woman, just 5'3" and 105 pounds. Her low-waisted, destroyed cut-offs revealed lean, tanned legs,...

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...

The Fire Dancer

It was a chilly night on a beautiful, secluded, space of beach, only known to local's eyes. A gathering had been announced among the young. Kimberly had received an invite from a close friend. She was in need of a night of fun. Upon arriving her eyes lit up with wonder. As she walked along, she saw many young adults laughing, chatting, smiles all around. Romance, love, lust. The aura of the beach seemed to seduce many souls. Near a large bonfire, a young woman caught her eye. Tall, slender,...

Ana wants to be a salsa dancer

My sweet Ana had started to take classes in salsa. She said every Latin woman would learn such a wonderful hot rhythm. She even tried to drag me with her; but my schedule was really busy and I also had been always a lousy dancer; so I declined the idea…After many classes, Ana said she needed a new skirt for dancing; so I offered to go with her to the shopping mall and purchase something nice.The next afternoon we finally ended in a small store for salsa stuff. The owner was a filthy old man,...

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...

The Guitarist ndash The Dancer

The Guitarist – The Dancer.I’ve been with this rock group for just over a month and the music is great. I’m happy playing rhythm. Not being lead is easy for me which allows plenty of time to watch the great looking, scantily dressed girls. They are all colours – hair and skin- , tall short, skinny plump, big tits to flat chested; they’re just enjoying themselves. One girl with outrageously large boobs is dancing with her boyfriend just below my position. When her hands are raised high only her...

A night with the Dancer

The wife and k**s travelled to an unnamed resort in Central Florida a few years ago because one of the k**s was performing there with her dance troupe. Typical family fun, but after the performance we bumped into one of the dance teachers as we were leaving for the day. We invited her to join us as she was by herself and didn’t want to do rides by herself. I love rides but the wife really doesn’t like them very much. We were having a great day. It was nice to have the company of a really nice...

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...

Bachelorette Dancer

“Okay now, Bonnie asked for the last time, you got everything under control!?! Uh, yeah, he replied, I’ve got the boom box, the CD’s, my wardrobe, and the address, I think that’s it! Good, she answered, make sure you give them a good show, now the deal is they give you five hundred up front, and you get to keep two, any tips you make are all yours! What if they pay me by check, he questioned?!? It doesn’t matter how they pay you, you bring back either the check or cash to me and I’ll cut you a...

Adult Bookstore Dancer

Adult Bookstore FunAt one time there were eight adult books in my city now there is only one. Makes me very sad as I loved dressing up like a twenty-five cent whore and visiting them on the weekends. I think I enjoy all the humiliating comments and condescending looks the customers would make about me in the front as much as I did sucking off cum filled cocks in the mini booths in the back.One of stores had girls working in the front that would give you a privet dance, for a fee, in one of...

My 18th Birthday as a Club Dancer

September 03, 2010. Friday. Its the date on which I turned a fully adult Eighteen. And you bet I had plans for that day.I frequented my Mom’s Night Club with her since I was a k**. She had danced at various clubs as a stripper, but now for a few years worked in the finance department of Skin Gentlemen’s Lounge in Los Angeles. She was on the threshold of entering her forties and yet had the looks and figure to die for. During my visits with my Mom to her club, I got rather friendly with Tom,...

The Burlesque Dancer

It was Valentines Day and my husband, James, had told me to arrange a babysitter for the evening as he had booked ticket to a show as a surprise. I was very excited at the thought of a romantic night out, just the two of us. We didn’t get to spend as much time alone as we would both like as he worked long hours and I stayed at home to care for our three young c***dren, so I decided I was going to make an extra special effort this evening. James was going to pick me up at seven, so I dropped...

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...

Jane and the Belly Dancer

Jane and the Belly DancerWe resumed fucking and for the first time in my life I began to feel sick to mystomach while having sex. It was time to resume my self coaching."This is how I'm gonna someday make THE BIG BUCKS! Just a few more minutes.Oh shit look at those tits bounce! The way she's moving her legs. OMG OMG OMG!***********************************************************************I gazed into the full length mirror inside the dressing room and admired my new makeover. There was...

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...

Tiny Dancer

I have always loved the stars. On a clear night, like that night, I can watch the universe in its slow eternal dance. Sometimes, as I sit and watch the light from distant suns, I wonder where she is, how she is doing. I will never know what really happened that night. I will never understand who, or what, she was. I will never see her again I fear, but sometimes it is enough just to remember. It was here that we met, outside my little house in the hills. I was sitting on my front porch, lost...

A Routine EnslavementChapter 8 The Slaver Helps a Dancer

Immediately after the jury retired to deliberate Stephanie's case, the SlendaBond attorney and I retired to the VIP club in the courthouse to await the verdict. We discussed the fact that the longer the jury was out the better our chances of achieving at least a partial enslavement of Stephanie. If the jurors were having trouble reaching a verdict they would probably settle on a compromise verdict where at least we would have Stephanie under an indenture for 5 or 10 years. That might satisfy...

Alternative Reality 8 Final

“How can you think with that music so loud?” He asked as I got to my feet and followed him into the kitchen. “That’s the point of it.” I said as I leaned up against the bar. “Is Sherry here I got half an hour before I need to be back at work and I was hope to get some time with her.” I laughed at how he said that. “Sorry I’m keeping her to busy from you but no she not. She with Ashley and I don’t expect her home for another two hours.” He looked like a sad puppy and my mind thought back to the...

Alternative Reality chapter 7

I jerked up and felt the sweat dripping down my face as I looked around our room. I turned to find that Sherry wasn’t in bed with me and my fear increased until I saw the clock beside our bed. It was just after ten and she would be in school. I covered my face in my hands slowly trying to calm my mind “Another dream?” I looked up into Ashley’s concerned eyes. It has been a week since I was released from the hospital after my latest attempt on my life. Mr. Clearwater or Ashley was staying with...

Alternative Reality chapter 6

“I really like waking up in your arms anyway.” She was quiet a minute then she looked back at me. “Last night you said that you loved me.” I nodded know where this were this going and pressed a finger to her mouth. “If you feel the same way I don’t want to know right now. While I hope that you do, I really want for you to feel that the moment is right to say it, not just because I said to you. For me that moment I know how I felt and I want you to know. When the time right, you will know it as...

Alternative Reality chapter 5

I walked over to my bag and pulled out some clothes and walked into the bathroom to change. I had to sit on the toilet to get my pants on and each second that passed I started getting madder and madder. He beat me and raped me for two and a half years. He took my ability to have kids and now he took this too. I’ll be damn if he gets my life as well. Using the anger I got up and walked to the stairs and that was where I faltered. I looked at the stairs all the way to the bottom and wonder...

Alternative Reality chapter 4

Readers notes: If this is the first one you have reading then stop and go back to the beginning if you read the other then enjoy Darkestbooks thanks you for your time. I stayed in the hospital for three day before I was released. In that time I was watched over at all times but they never had to restrap me as I was behaving. The day after I was taken to the hospital a therapist came by to have a talk. His first question was so stupid. “Where you trying to kill yourself?” I...

Alternative Reality chapter 3

The last two stories was just back ground on two 14 year old young girl who are both exposed to sex a young ages. In you first story you learned that Becky only know pain, and in the next you learned Sherry learned love. But what you will now learn is how these very different girls find happiness together. Now let us enter the young scared mind of Becky to see and feel her life. Personally note: just in case many of my female reader think that I only believe women are put on earth is so they...

Alternative Reality chapter 2

In our last story Becky and her new friend Sherry where hanging out while wasting time so they didn’t have to go home. Becky had just told Sherry how her dad raped her at the age of ten. Then as she had finished sherry started to talk about her dad doing the same thing. Disclaimer: The author does not indorse or condone the use of any illegal drugs nor is the author responsible for any dumbasses who tries said illegal drugs because of this story. This story is a work of fiction. Disclaimer 2:...

Alternative Reality chapter 1

Disclaimer: The author does not indorse or condone the use of any illegal drugs nor is the author responsible for any dumbasses who tries said illegal drugs because of this story. This story is a work of fiction. Personal note: I hope I don’t offend anyone with my story and hope that you will see it as not more than a sad story. Also I know I not the world best writer and I ask that you not comment on that as it well know to...

Alternative pleasures

Being a widower at the age of 67, Wilhelm Geiger, a wealthy retired stock broker, had only recently wedded a blonde Greek goddess, a trophy wife, Karen, aged 23. Wilhelm (or “Willy,” as Karen affectionately called him) had discovered her as a dancer in a topless and sometimes bottomless bar. Their brief, but whirlwind courtship had seemingly returned a great deal of life to Willy’s aging cock and shriveling balls, all of which responded regularly to Karen’s almost...

Alternative Payment

I am going to try something a little different for this story. I find it awkward for myself as a writer to smoothly include character descriptions in the actual story, so here’s a short bio of the characters in this story. Let me know if you like this idea as a reader or not. Ashley – Main character, age 28 and is 5’4′. At 150lbs, Ashley has curves in all the right places with a modest 34C bust that matches her rounded ass nicely. She is also married and has a three year old son. Steve –...

Alternative Therapy

I knew that my failure with women would continue through my life and Kathy (my therapist) knew it too, though it was some time before she told me. She kept getting me to go over the same stuff time and again. ‘Alex, I want you to go back to the time when you first started going to prostitutes. Tell me about the first time.’ I sat back in my chair and folded my arms. ‘Unfold your arms Alex’, said Kathy, ‘don’t be defensive with me.’ I unfolded my arms and looked at her plump round breasts, the...

Alternative Discipline

In my life I have always been close to education. One of the fantasies I have had ever since I taught a few classes a couple of years back concerns young couples. An upper sixth form class say, that would be kids of 18 plus years old. Imagine a class of hormone-ridden kids, I am their teacher and whilst I do nothing to really provoke them I know that they call me Ms Horny and things like that. In school I normally wear fairly tight knee-length skirts and blouses or sweaters, nothing that...

Alternative Justice

"Mr Fraser come with me please" said a tall police woman. I looked up, stood and followed her. She opened a door in to a dark room. I followed her in to the room. She closed the door and it was dark. I turned toward the light a window in to the room next door. "Please be quiet we are questioning the young women we found in your car. Do you know her?" She uttered softly. I looked at the young woman in a silver halter neck top, revealing the bottom of her big tits and her stomach. The little...

Alternative Discipline

In my life I have always been close to education. One of the fantasies I have had ever since I taught a few classes a couple of years back concerns young couples. An upper sixth form class say, that would be kids of 18 plus years old. Imagine a class of hormone-ridden kids, I am their teacher and whilst I do nothing to really provoke them I know that they call me Ms Horny and things like that. In school I normally wear fairly tight knee-length skirts and blouses or sweaters, nothing that would...

Alternative Sex Race play Interracial Kink

KINK - Racial fetishism: Bondage Discipline Sadism Masochism/BDSMRaceplay & Racial Humiliation - Taboo - Interracial domination/submission - Physical/Psychological DegradationThe Turn On: Race play is considered on the edge of edgy sex. There are about as many ways to engage in BDSM as there are theories for why it arouses. It’s consensual and erotic. People find it erotic to act like they have complete control over another person (or pretending that they give up control). It also has its ...

Alternative Version of The Short Straw

Rita Soto came into the living room in her little black dress ready for her night out with her man, Elmer Rice. They were going on a double date with Elmer's friend, Nathan, and his friend with benefits. The dress' hemline was high and showed her her wonderful legs, it was tight to bring attention to her curves and the neckline plunged to highlight her cleavage. She asked her beau, "How do I look in this dress dear?" Elmer would had said she looked great in anything she wore. The man...

Alternative Schooling

I woke to the gentle stroking of a soft hand down the side of my face. I opened my eyes and in the dim light saw the shadowy figure of a girl kneeling beside the bed. Her head was bowed, eyes downcast and her long, dark hair fell forward, draping her face. With one hand she stroked my face again, in the other she held a telephone. ?Billy is calling, Sir,? she said softly. Groaning I glanced at the clock as I swung my legs over the side of the bed and sat up. As I took the phone from her,...

Alternative Therapy

I knew that my failure with women would continue through my life and Kathy (my therapist) knew it too, though it was some time before she told me. She kept getting me to go over the same stuff time and again."Alex, I want you to go back to the time when you first started going to prostitutes. Tell me about the first time."I sat back in my chair and folded my arms."Unfold your arms Alex", said Kathy, "don't be defensive with me."I unfolded my arms and looked at her plump round breasts, the...

Alternative Stimulus

Ronald was a moderately successful sales rep with a six digit income, a house in the country, and a wife and daughter to help fill that house. Not everyone on the planet can have drop dead gorgeous looks, or possess an I.Q. above 150, or make suitors swoon by sheer sexiness. You make do with what you have. Ron was proof that it takes something else to be successful - he had none of the above. His wife Eva had a little bit of shape, but her looks were bland, at best. Their daughter Ruth was...

Alternative

Cooling metal pinged as consciousness slowly returned. Struggling to sit up, Latimer felt his body bump against something in the blackness. Spinning, he struck a bulkhead. Weightless? Groggily, his mind fought with the idea. Why was he weightless? What happened to ship's gravity? Lifeboat? He reached out to steady himself, wincing from the sudden pain in his left shoulder. Instrument lights from the control panel in the distance glowed blue-green-red, as he realized that he could only see...

Alternative Family Life

I sat in my favourite seat and my youngest granddaughter Carol knelt at my feet with my cock in her hot mouth. I looked down at her pretty face when my daughter Clare walked by. "She's not bothering you too much dad, is she?" she asked. "No, no," I crocked. "If she does just shoo her away," she advised and walked on. I wasn't in any hurry, happy for her to suck my cock all day. "Come on granddad," she said now holding my cock in her hand, "my jaw is aching." "Use your tits on...

Pink Dancer

She put her hands behind her head, thrust out her chest, and swayed sensuously from side to side. Out of the corner of her eye she could see him enjoying her immensely. He was wearing a button-down shirt which he had open to reveal his bare chest and abs underneath, and she could see a hard-on pressing against the fabric of his pants; spread across his face was an almost comically sincere grin as he fondled her with his eyes. With a blush and the hint of a smile, she turned,...

Tiny Dancer

She looked down and I watched her eyes widen in surprise. She had the loveliest eyes, bright blue, blue enough to even be seen in the limited light of the club. She flashed me a dazzling smile. “You sure about this sugar?” she said with a voice as sweet as her affectation. Sure about what I thought to myself as I watched the light behind her explode her hair into a golden halo. Am I sure I can keep from falling off my chair? Am I sure I want to taste those sensuous lips just a foot from...

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...

Tiny Dancer

‘Again!’ Winona frowned as she skated back towards the center of the rink. The Olympic tryouts weren’t for another 3 weeks, but her coach, Rebecca was tyrannically working her day in and day out. Rebecca was an Olympic silver medalist only 10 years older than Winona, but her career had been tragically cut short by an injury, forcing her into coaching early. Winona sometimes felt like she was feeling the brunt of Rebecca’s desire for vengeance at what fate had given her. Winona was drenched...

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