Tiny Dancer

Tiny Dancer

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Houses:

Summary

A really short tease of a story - 500 Words for Sexy Scarlett's February Flash Fiction Contest containing 5 consecutive words of a song.

Summary


A really short tease of a story - 500 Words for
Sexy Scarlett's February Flash Fiction Contest
containing 5 consecutive words of a song.

Content

Submitted: February 18, 2016

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Content

Submitted: February 18, 2016

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Twirling in time, the well practiced routine, looking like it’s done for the very first time.

A crowd of sweaty suits reflected in mirrored columns. Leering faces bright in the dimly lit room.

And you.

Same time, same place, regular as clockwork.

Not watching but taking everything in, nursing a cold beer at the almost empty bar.  As she moves off the stage men rush forwards. Gravitate like bees around the proverbial.

 

“Come home with me Maddie?” A hopeful voice from the other side of the club, turning back she just laughs.

 

Within the hour it’s only her and you in a room. She’s up on a table dancing just for you.

“Do I make you feel special? “ She asks but I’m not sure you hear- you’re looking anywhere but at her, concentrating on the open door. She’s working hard to ensnare, grasp your gaze and attention.

She stops abruptly. Turns her back and tugs her knickers slowly down. Revealing the curve of a buttock, much paler than the tanned thighs she turns to spread after kicking her knickers off into your bulging lap. She’s holding your concentration now as she twists in teetering heels.

“It’s been a long night lover.”

She runs a hand up those thighs. Lingering between her legs as the beat throbs on. You watch entranced, a darkness growing in your eyes.

“I need a man.”

She rocks on her hand. Red lips parting as she looks down at you.

“I need a man to fuck me.”

Her mouth open she raises her hand slick with her juices and sucks them clean.

“Do you want to be that man?”

She’s rocking her body to the music. A flick of her hips, swaying just enough to tease.

“Do you want to fuck me?”

She jumps off the table and is stretching up, wiggling her body between your legs, pressing close but still not touching you. Her breath joins yours as she leans in to ask you again.

“Please. Will you fuck me?”

Her back arches, breasts in your face as she rocks herself almost against you. Still tantalisingly close but just, and only just, not making contact with you.

She touches you then.

Unzips and places a hand inside your trousers.

It disappears up to her slim bangled wrist. She moves expertly inside them and you squirm, uncomfortable but with a closed eyed look of relief. You go to talk but she stops you with a kiss. Mouth on yours, moving slowly and steadily, tits against your chest you push her gently away.

She leans forward again, need and desire pressing her on.

“Honestly Maddie. Let me just... “

She doesn’t listen. Kneels in front of you and pulls your throbbing cock from its confines, strokes before slowly closing her mouth around you.

“Oh FUCK!” Your head back. Legs apart as she sucks you. “Ok but I can’t pick you up from work tomorrow. OK? hnghg... And your dry cleaning is in the hall and... hngh...”

 

 

 

Short but hope you enjoyed. 

All feedback gratefully received!

Miss B

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