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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...

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...

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...

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...

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...

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...

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...

Winter Dance

Chapter 1 Morning. The beginning of the day or the ending of a long night. I guess it depends on who you are and what your opinion may be on the subject. Mornings were never looked forward to by Everett Clausen Livingston V, Ev to all his family and friends. His full first name, a name handed down through the years in his family, was only used to irritate him or get his attention quickly. He never did like his name, but was thankful he wasn’t named Leslie, Ashley, or any other effeminate name....

The Stalker Inbetween times or The Dance

Monday The alarm rang and Sally woke up, turned it off as fear seemed to wash over her and for a second she was not sure why; then it all came back to her, the violation, and the stranger every detail of the weekend. She looked at her clock realizing she had not set the alarm, but it had been set for her and correctly, how did he know what time to set it for? Her thoughts were all jumbled as she...

Barn Dance

I have this fairy-tale daydream about being stranded with Byron on a lush island. We kiss amid rustling palms and fragrant bougainvillea. Salty breezes wrap our skin as we stroll white sand beaches. We bathe in a turquoise lagoon, laugh, and make love in the sun. Only in a dream can I make love with Byron. I make love with my devoted husband in our bed, in our house at the end of our quiet cul-de-sac. Byron is the man I fuck in sterile hotel rooms and places unimaginable to those who think they...

Sodom Eyes Part 4 Glass Dance

I squatted over that huge monster, my sore hole resting on the smooth head. I tried to sit down–couldn’t. That cockhead was too big. You’d think that with what my ass had just been through, it would go right in, but it just wouldn’t fit. I gritted my teeth, and tried again. Hal just smiled, reached down and grabbed my ankles. With a quick yank, he pulled my legs out from under me, and down I went, and up the cock went, up into my searing hole. ‘OH, MY GOD!’ ———————- After sucking William’s big...

Lap Dance

‘Nora, get dressed. We’re going out.’ Nora was lounging naked on her sheepskin rug on the floor of the living room reading a novel on her tablet when he spoke up. He was seated in his easy chair and had just finished going through the mail and paying the bills. She quickly put down her tablet and stood up, placing her arms behind her back. ‘Yes, sir. What would you like me to wear?’ ‘Short skirt, T shirt, no bra or panties, no shoes.’ She blinked. Their dynamic really didn’t include public...

The Dance

I watch you move the rhythm fills the floor. The air is heavy with sweet smoke and sweat, an intoxicating aroma. We move in sync like we are one. The rest of the world disappears from around us. Only the heat between us and the music exist. We are lost in each other’s eyes our bodies writhing together in the crowd. My hard nipples graze your firm chest and there is that tingle. The lights are hectic and the beat frantic as we are carried away. I smell the lust radiating off of you like the...

Sarah Loved to Dance

Sarah was beautiful and she knew it. Standing a spectacular 5' 8" with long red hair, clear fair skin, slender toned body and 34 DD's that somehow remained impossibly perky. She was surrounded by men ever since her first day of high school and had begun to think she deserved all the attention she got. She never had to pay to get into clubs, buy her own drinks or worry about jewelry as men around her always seemed happy enough to provide those things just to spend time with her. Her fortune in...

Barn Dance

I have this fairy-tale daydream about being stranded with Byron on a lush island. We kiss amid rustling palms and fragrant bougainvillea. Salty breezes wrap our skin as we stroll white sand beaches. We bathe in a turquoise lagoon, laugh, and make love in the sun.Only in a dream can I make love with Byron. I make love with my devoted husband in our bed, in our house at the end of our quiet cul-de-sac. Byron is the man I fuck in sterile hotel rooms and places unimaginable to those who think they...

Lap Dance

"Nora, get dressed. We're going out." Nora was lounging naked on her sheepskin rug on the floor of the living room reading a novel on her tablet when he spoke up. He was seated in his easy chair and had just finished going through the mail and paying the bills. She quickly put down her tablet and stood up, placing her arms behind her back. "Yes, sir. What would you like me to wear?" "Short skirt, T shirt, no bra or panties, no shoes." She blinked. Their dynamic really didn't include public...

The Dance

She swung around the pole, hiked her knee and then paused She swung around the pole, hiked her knee and then paused.? Wearing nothing but a leather miniskirt and black high heels, she noticed with pleasure that all of the men in the room were watching, enraptured.? The normal club patrons were up front hooting and hollering while the more well-to-do men were sitting in the reclining chairs in the back.? She could barely see through the thick cigarette smoke, but she could tell that...

Lap Dance

"Men can't touch the strippers but women can," Krystal whispered in Kathy's ear as she ground on Kathy's lap.Kathy's eyes lustfully roamed Krystal's body. Lingering over Krystal's soft skin, smooth tummy, and oh so impressive breasts. The way Krystal moved was so intoxicating. Krystal's hands running up her own body, over her breasts, behind her head, gathering her long dark hair up as her hips moved in little circles looking down at Kathy. Krystal's eye savoring Kathy's large breasts. ...

The evening dance

Part 1- The seduction.I enter the room slowly, I see you led on the bed in your underwear. I slowly kiss your tired feet. My fingers gently slide up your leg as my mouth follows kissing your inner thigh. My fingers stroke the top of your knickers, the tips of my fingers guiding just under the elastic. My mouth moves up to the top of your inner thigh, my breath warms and cools your moistening pussy, as I see the white knickers becoming see through due to the moisture of your pussy. My fingers...

Same Old Song and Dance

I was going to kick that boy's ass. Truthfully, Terry, my son was a good kid. He'd just turned 19 and finished his first year of college with grades that any parent could be proud of. Terry wasn't majoring in Liberal Arts or some other program that promised an easy degree and a fun time at college. He was an engineering major. He wanted to go into automotive manufacturing like his father. The apple definitely fell right below the tree in Terry's case. And that got me wondering yet again...

Rain Dance

Okay, now I know I shouldn't have done this. Let me set the stage for you: it's 95 degrees (a mere 89 in the shade!), and I'm 4800 feet above sea level. Not that there's an actual sea for hundreds of miles. Or any water at all, damn near. I'm sure a nineteenth century explorer or a Native American shaman or botany professor could scare up some agua by slicing open one of these plants or digging a hole or sucking the blood from a gila monster, but I'm none of these things. I'm an amateur...

Evening at the Club When the Lesbians Dance

The pile of clothes on the floor grew larger with every piece Carolina threw on it. She put on another tight dress and eyed herself in the mirror of her extensive walk-in closet. No, she decided, that green, tight-fitting piece of cloth she was wearing still didn’t look slutty enough, and she felt slutty. Damn slutty even. So slutty she might as well go naked right off the bat. The dress ended up on the pile with a peppy toss and she sttod naked as she dug through the clothes rack. The silver...

Steven George the DragonThe Gypsy rsquo s Dance

GUARDS ROUSED STEVEN with a boot in his ribs. He lay in dirty straw and the guards were shouting at him to get up and be gone. The innkeeper of the Inn of the Lost Soul was standing behind the guards querulously complaining of the vagrant tramp in his stable. “His master rode off early this morning complaining that the worthless page could fend for himself,” said the innkeeper. “He still owes a gold coin for lodging last night.” “Where is your purse, fellow,” barked one of the guards. He...

Best of YouChapter 7 The Big Dance

Through the rest of the summer and into the fall, Henry and Cindy made their way to the boulders as much as possible. There, they continued their sexual awakening delving into the wonders and pleasures of oral sex. With time they gained familiarity with the others body which allowed them to enhance the pleasures they gave to each other. The sexual intimacy they shared not only brought them closer together, but it also emboldened them in ways that were not altogether related to sex, but to a...

Bolt of LoveChapter 4 Learning to Dance

On Thursday night, Tess was astonished to find out that her parents were going to spend Friday evening at Josh's farm, and that she wasn't invited. She hadn't expected to see Josh until church on Sunday, but she still felt amazingly rejected and lonely. So when Jane rang and invited her to come over for dinner the next night, she said yes, when normally that would be the last place she'd ever want to visit. Jane was a good Christian wife, a quiet woman whose life was dominated by her...

Sword Saint a New StartChapter 28 I don t even know how to dance

I returned to the temple once the carriage was under way, I wanted to find the Mother before she got really angry. As I passed the common soldiers that would normally be training here, they all saluted me with their hands to their hearts and half bowed. I slowed, nodded back and tried to remember faces. I noticed one of the older men from yesterday's advanced class. I walked up to him and pulled out a handful of silvers in a small pouch." Would you see that his widow gets this, and make...

Normalcy Is Harder Than It LooksChapter 26 A Ballgame and a Dance

After the discussions with Michelle and Lisa Woodall, I needed a rest, but more than that I needed lunch. I'd manage to doze for a short while, which helped a lot, but my hunger had awakened me and driven me towards some food. Entering the kitchen I discovered Anh had already anticipated my needs and had some ready for me. I ate slowly, trying to gather enough energy to keep going. Man it's tiring dealing with so many involved issues and having to keep your cards close to your chest....

The Dance

She swung around the pole, hiked her knee and then paused. Wearing nothing but a leather miniskirt and black high heels, she noticed with pleasure that all of the men in the room were watching, enraptured. The normal club patrons were up front hooting and hollering while the more well-to-do men were sitting in the reclining chairs in the back. She could barely see through the thick cigarette smoke, but she could tell that none of the chairs were reclined; every man, be they in business suit or...

The Girl in a Country Song Ch 11 The Last Dance

It was a beautiful warm morning. Lukah could hear the birds chirping and the breeze blowing through the open window. He could smell the aroma of breakfast as the door creaked open.… It was a beautiful warm morning. Lukah could hear the birds chirping and the breeze blowing through the open window. He could smell the aroma of breakfast as the door creaked open. In his soft aged voice he said “Jessie?”. There was no response. But the beautiful blonde continued through the door...

Service SocietyChapter 19 The Waltz and Other Dances

Dexter managed to get his office moved to the new office space Sunday, while the kids were visiting their mother. He was pleased with the progress he had made in establishing his website as a real business. He sat behind the cheap desk ... a really cheap desk ... thinking that it wouldn’t last a year. The difference was two hundred dollars for a desk versus a two thousand dollars for a desk. He doubted the website would last five years. It was one of those temporary businesses: like pagers,...

Crisis at IshtarChapter 49 Last Dances

"Perhaps that is the problem with the research," Major Bonham replied sweetly. "The good scientist is rather stressed due to the importance of his mission and needs a bit of relief." "Tell him to take two Rolaids and call me in the morning," James growled. I looked over at the twins in confusion. Their faces showed equal confusion. Janet was hunched over. I noticed her shoulders twitching and moved to comfort her, but before I could arrive she threw her head back. Howls of near...

No Knickers and Requiring Guidance

The bell rang and students rushed between classes. Over at stairwell B I noticed a group of boys gathering at the bottom of the open slat staircase. As a the student's guidance counselor I'm paid to notice changes in student behavior. I quietly came up behind the boys and as they looked up to the stairs, I looked up right along with them. Emma Jones was descending the stairs, and those of us with our noses pointed skyward were rewarded with a glimpse of Emma's snowy white thighs as they rose...

Residential Marriage Guidance

Residential Marriage Counselling David finished preparing the tray of tea and cakes as he heard the doorbell ring. He winced slightly at his automatic reaction to go and answer the door, one of his normal duties. Today was different though and he listened while Dr Swift went to the door to greet his wife. He had been staying at Dr Angie Swift's house for four weeks now, part of her residential programme of marriage guidance counselling that he and his wife had signed up to in an...

Advanced Residential Marriage Guidance

Advanced Residential Marriage Guidance xxx So, another sequel. Thought the good Dr Swift needed another outing. Please write a review and let me know if you enjoyed this (or any of my other stories) would love to know what works and what doesn't. Pop on a pair of panties and have fun - S.S. xxx The sound of the car drawing away on the road outside faded in Dr Swift's ears as she sat at her desk. She picked up a manilla folder with a label saying simply "Liam" on the front and...

Fairly CAPableChapter 18 Guidance

“I’ve reviewed the case and consulted with our current rules and regulations,” Almatters said quietly. Octavia and Calix were both sitting in chairs across her desk and Almatters was alternating looking at each of them. “This has never come up before – at least, not officially – so we really have nothing to address it. The CAP tests should have weeded this out but ... the scores are mostly holistic in nature and aberrations can crop up. From what I gather, the four paternal children are well...

Slow Train to Oblivion

I sat in my sleeper compartment as the train carried me inexorably towards oblivion, a place where I could make the choice between starting a new life, and ending this one before that could happen. I was not just running away from my old life, I was running away from my old memories, old hurts. Okay, so I’m a coward, what’s wrong with that? Someone once said ‘he who fights and runs away lives to fight another day.’ I’m doing the first part, I’ve fought and bailed before I got too hurt, and I’m...

Slow Dancing With Mom

She's slow dancing in his arms, nice and warm with her head on his shoulder and he can smell the scent of her perfume and hair conditioner along with her smoky breath and the manhattan cocktails she's been enjoying. His erection is pressing against her tummy and they both know what's going to happen when he takes her back to their stateroom after the orchestra is done for the evening. He's dreamed of a night like this forever, and now they're looking at an entire week of them being...

Slow Recovery A Breeding Fantasy

Dani rested her head back on the pillow, sighing comfortably upon contact. Usually she hated the sad, flat pillows that Jacob bought for their apartment, but after spending a week in the hospital she was happy to return to the awkward, cold fabric. She’d only been back at the apartment for two days and Jacob--god bless his heart--waited on her hand and foot. When she said she was hungry, he set off to the kitchen to whip something up. When she complained about being sore, he’d gently rub her...

Slow Justice

Slow Justice by Ellie Dauber "Mr. Foreman, have you reached a verdict?" The jury foreman rose. He was an older man in a plaid work shirt and jeans. He looked nervously about the court room, his eyes never resting on Jenny or her parents sitting nervously behind the District Attorney's desk. Jenny Benton was a slender seventeen year old, her blonde hair done in a pony tail that hung down well below her shoulders. She wore a pale blue blouse with matching skirt and belt, light...

Slow Plane To Auckland

Portions of this story may be used in short critical reviews. Reproduction, in whole or in part, for commercial purposes is strictly prohibited. *** WARNING: This story contains coarse language, descriptions of activities that may be forbidden by law(s), and adult situations. It is intended for a mature audience only. All references to actual people, places or things were employed intentionally and for satirical or artistic purposes. *** This story contains the abbreviated...

Slow And Steady Wins The Race

Slow And Steady Wins The Race Dear readers, this is a true story. I have always wanted to dress up a girl. However, apart from a few incidents in childhood, when I secretly wore my sister's or my mom's clothes, this has remained a secret fetish. When I met Salma, I never knew she could be the woman who could make all my dreams come true. We started dating in college and eventually married. She was the woman of my dreams. A petite, dusky beauty, who was never afraid to speak her...

Slow night at the station

It was a slow night at the gas station where I was working. I sent the other guy home early and was getting ready to close up. I was just about to hit the lights as I heard the "Ding Ding" of the air hose announcing a car pulling in. I ran over to the car and leaned over saying, "I need to turn off the lights, I will be right back." As I glanced over to the passenger side I saw a girl sitting in what looked like a teddy and nothing else. When I got back to the car I leaned over again and the...

Slow And Steady With Mom 8211 Part I

This story might be slow with all introductions..sure to do better with my next one.. Hi everyone…! This is my first story being posted in this site…I welcome your feedback and comments to my mail .Any aunties or girls can contact me for anything. The story begins… Hi..i’m Rohit..Native Chennai..i’m now doing my 2rd year in engineering in a reputed college in Coimbatore 6ft tall, Athlete and my friends say that i’m a good looking handsome guy…My mom name is Uma..she is 42..about 5ft and...

Slow Erotic Seduction Of My School Sister 8211 Part I

Hi to all my dear ISS readers. I am karan a 27 yr old guy from Delhi. This is the story when I was in class 1oth and my sis was in class 12th. We lived in a duplex house. Before coming to the main story let me introduce you to my sis Nidhi. She was slim fair 5.5 slender figure girl who was kinda open minded, lets say semi conservative. We had a very friendly relation between us. Many of my friends had crush on her but she acted quite reserved to all. Now let me come to our main story. It was...

Slow Learning The Bisexual Process

Slow Learning The Bisexual ProcessBy: Londebaaz Chohan Definitely Jonah wanted to be sure that he was alone, so he peeked through the hole and was glad to learn no one else being there. He did not want anyone staring at him while he sat at the commode plus he did not want anyone to see and know, how excited he was looking at the graffiti on his side of the stall wall.You see, when he went to college the people still hated the gay people and did not have ‘I do not care’ or ‘it is by nature’ kind...

Slow Night at the Farm

I'd been on the road for twenty hours or more before I even started to wonder why. I knew goddamned good and well that I couldn't unload my cargo for another two days in Long Beach and I was only about six hours away. "Pull over you dumb ass," I scolded myself. But I was still another ninety miles from a truck stop. There wasn't much out here at all but sagebrush and jackrabbits. And then it hit me, "The Sunshine Kitten Farm." I haul this way at least a couple of times a month. I...

Slow Starter

I didn't lose my virginity until I was at University. Slow starter, I know. While those around me seemed intent on filling every orifice they had with everything they could find, I kept to myself, so to speak. It's not that I was totally inactive, mind you. Some of the things my mind was capable of imagining couldn't be repeated, even here. My right hand had translated countless fantasies to orgasm, releasing copious quantities of white stickiness to the open air; tissues and sheets were the...

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,...

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...

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...

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...

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...

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...

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...

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...

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...

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...

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...

Zugzwang Part 1 ZonersChapter 4 Abundance

The first time, I fell asleep quite easily. All the exertions of the day finally caught up to me. I remember dreaming about Valerie, but the details of that dream were shaken from my head by the events of the night. It wasn't as detailed as the dream on the boat; it was a raw, animalistic dream. Unfortunately, I didn't have time to enjoy it. About the time Valerie was descending on top of me, I was jolted awake. Once again, my body was shaking, out of my control, and there was nothing I...

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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...

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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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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...

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Adapted from the short story: DANCING WITH IRENE By Marcia R. Hooper It was Saturday, December 11, 2004. I had not seen Aaron in five years. Six years, once I stopped to think about it. I was at the Home Depot at Crystal Rock Center, looking for a replacement thermostat; I ran into Aaron at the end of an isle. It took a moment to convince myself that Yes, it really was Aaron, and then I almost walked away. “Hello, Aaron,” I said, nudging him gently. “How you doing?” He looked just as...

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It happened in my sophomore year of college, away from home and on the road for my college debate team. My girlfriend Wendy was almost four thousand miles away, back East to visit her family over the spring break.We had started up in November, dating a couple of times before falling in love, and later into bed together. We spent most school nights apart, and the weekends from Friday on through Sunday afternoon in my dorm room, or her apartment, fucking like crazy. Now, in early April, every...

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Girl guide(nce) Sister love. It was a quiet night. TV was boring as usual so I was happily sitting on the couch at home reading a book. My name is Cyndi and I'm the older one of the "not really twins". My sister Annabel and I differ in age by 11 months. We both have our mother’s good looks and our father’s good genes. We both stand at 5'4" and look like identical twins. We both keep our dark blond hair long and wear the same make-up. We both fit the same clothes so we only had one big walk in...

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Jody walked slowly to her grandma’s house, unsure of what to expect when she got there. Her mom made the arrangements for the visit after coming home early the preceding afternoon and finding her teenage daughter riding the neighbor boy’s dick. Mom didn’t yell, she just said firmly, “Finish up and then we need to talk!” It was finished right then. Brent wilted, pushed her off, got dressed, and fled. In the kitchen she sat at the table across from Mom. “Tell me about this,” Mom opened. “We’ve...

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"Hey, what's up?" Her hair falls to her mid back, her eyes are wide, and a small smile plays on her lips. She’s fucking tiny. I could break her. And my dick throbs its agreement. "I was just wondering where your pens were?" She asks, her empty basket at her waist. "Aisle nine," I smile down at her. She looks around, as if lost. And I resist the urge to roll my eyes. "Just this way," I say as drop down from the ladder and lead her to the pens aisle. All the...

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I’m not sure what was more depressing — having to work on the summer holiday while the family was off having fun, or watching a big chunk of the bonus money I earned go right into the gas tank of my decade-old Subaru. I pulled into the service station on the opposite side of the pumps from a beat-up Ford Taurus. Duct tape was holding part of the fender together. I guess my car isn’t so bad, I thought to myself. As I was about to swipe my credit card at the pump, I saw a slender blond in short...

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I had been in a long distance relationship with a girl when I was 18. Now, for anominity sake we'll call her Beth, who at the time was 19. I had made enough money working at KMart over the last year to fly her all the way across the country for the holiday season. From the moment we got in car headed home from the airport the air was sexually charged. This was a long time coming. My first girlfriend was finally in arms. One night stands out in particular though.Beth and I had the apartment to...

Slow and Steady

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I can read your mind well. Half of the stories I have read are false. It is very rare in Indian community that a woman will take initiatives… In fact, it is a characteristic of female species that they don’t start it. So am sure all of you face this situation. How to start..? You are worried that she will object and make noise. She will scream and let the world know about your bad intentions… etc.. So here is the true seduction story.. You need to be patient to read this… I don’t like the xxx...

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A young polo-player of Berkeley Made love to his sweetheart beserkly. In the midst of each chukker He would break off and fuck her Horizontally, laterally and verkeley. Mother's head lay upon my shoulder, her breathing regular with sleep, my arm over her shoulder. I took a moment to inhale the clean feminine scent of her head and neck - enjoying the familiar comforting smell as always. With my free hand I unhooked the top button of her loose blouse so that her generous cleavage was...

Slow DanceChapter 2

Nikki and David spent the afternoon discussing legal matters related to property they owned jointly. They inherited it together after Nikki’s first husband, David’s father had passed. ten years earlier. When that was done they moved from Nikki’s home office to the living room in her sprawling condo. They sat and talked, discussing politics and Nikki’s workload for the television show of which she was a co-host. As time passed, the afternoon sun gave way to dusk. Before they noticed it,...

Slow DanceChapter 5

“Hi, it’s me,” Nikki said into the phone at the front desk of David’s building. “Can I come up?” “Oh, hi,” David replied. “Of course, Mom. Please do.” Nikki returned the phone to the doorman and headed for the elevator. A minute later she was approaching the door of her son’s condo. He was waiting with the door open. “Welcome back,” he said with a smile. “Come in.” Nikki entered, walked to the living room, then tossed her jacket and purse on a chair. David hadn’t heard a word from his...

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Nikki looked up into her son’s eyes as she slid her hand down to his crotch and cupped her hand over his bulge, which caused him to groan in pleasure. Groan turned to moan when she rubbed gently back and forth. “You’re right, David. That does feel really hard. My, oh my.” They kissed more passionately as Nikki one-handed his belt buckle, the clasp of his pants, then his zipper. “Mom, one handed? You have skills. You’ve done this before, I think.” “Yes. I’m a slut, whore, pervert,...

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Slow winter early summer

Note : This story is completely fictional! It's the winter of 1980, and I confess, I love to fuck my sister and my mother. They are both great in bed. Bobbie Sue my sister is 5 foot 10 inches, has very nice 36DD breasts with pink button nipples the size of a half dollar, and stawberry blonde hair. She and I live alone together on the family property, which was enlarged recently, with the purchase of the ranch I had been employed on, and a couple smaller pieces from neighbors who wanted to sell....

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,...

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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...

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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...

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