12 Barbie Dancing Novels & Stories

Jo POV “To Richard and Layla,” everyone cheers, but as soon as everyone drinks, Dylan walks away. He leans on the bar, and to my surprise, Barbie appears. I scrunch my nose as I watch her melt against him and expose herself on the counter while he takes a shot out of her body.

Angelica took Amanda's and Amber's hands, and they all vanished into the dance floor. "So, do you want to dance, Barbie?" Ken asked huskily as he kissed my neck and licked my ear, making me giggle. "Well, we can't always fuck. So, yeah I guess we can dance." I took his hand and let him lead as we walked through the dance floor. While we danced, I laced my fingers as my arms wrapped around his shoulders, carefully trying not to touch his wound. The alcohol started to take its toll on me, as I started to get chatty, making him laugh.

Nat pouts and casts a dejected gaze downward. Unfortunately for you, Daisy can only get the sad puppy dog face to work on me. I grin as I tell her. "Fine, let's get our drinks and dance then," she sighs defeatedly. We leave the bar when the bartender brings us our drinks and dance together for a few songs on the dance floor. I stop dancing after an hour and a half and look around the space because I feel like someone is observing me. My arm hairs spring up, and I get a chill up my spine.

I was beyond devastated. Now, I needed a drink but the damn bar was too crowded. I managed to slip my way through and asked the bartender to help with a bottle of whiskey. While I waited, I turned to see the crowd cheering at someone in the middle of the bar and I narrowed my eyes slightly to see who or what they were cheering for. Not that I cared anyway, but to cure my boredom, I looked. A girl was dancing wildly to the loud music that was playing and boy, she was a terrible dancer. By terrible, I mean terribly good. She had mad moves and I found myself ooh-ing as she worked her body to the beat.

“Sure, babe! She stopped and groaned at him. We all walked past them. Wow, I gasp, this is not a house. This is a freaking mansion! This place is beautiful, and he has aafull house. There body's of people bumping and grinding on the dance floor, dancing to Laffy Taffy by D4L. "Oh, my God, I love this song! "We heard someone yell, Samie Marie, it was her, and she grabbed me, and I grabbed Sherry, she grabbed Nessie, Savannah, Sammy, Tiana, Stella, Charlotte, went on the dance floor, we started dancing with eachothers. Suddenly I stopped, and I felt someone watching me; I had goosebumps going up my arms.

The bartender returned with the three shots of whiskey and gently dropped it on the table and went to attend to a customer that just came in. The buzz in the bar became livelier when two stripteasers mounted the stage. They wore dazzling red bikinis and looked seducingly hot. One of them had a blonde hair and the other had a shiny Auburn hair. They both looked like underaged teenagers, dancing against long poles. Armani licked his lower lip lustfully as he stared undistracted at them. Leo walked into the bar and sighted Armani from where he stood. He began walking in long strides to the counter where Armani sat.

His eyes didn't leave mine as I danced to the beat singing while looking into his eyes, " Words don't come easy to me, how can I find a way, for you to see that I love you, words don't come easy." - Do you want to finish me, disqualified? he asked, not moving from where I put him. I touched the thin, circular metal that Dark Barbie must have touched several times as she danced for him. I whirled around, getting a little dizzy. But I continued with my sensual and original choreography. - How am I doing? – I asked. - Good, very good. - He said. I leaned against the metal, letting my ass touch him, lowering myself sexy, with my hands sliding up and down, being watched by him as if he wanted to

Barbie promptly followed the order, activating the music that filled the room. As the beats blasted from the speaker, Cassie began her dance routine, showcasing her skills on the pole. Barbie watched, captivated by Cassie's movements, a hint of admiration in her eyes. When the music came to a halt, Barbie couldn't contain her enthusiasm. She clapped her hands and let out an amazed scream, appreciating Cassie's dance. Cassie smiled in response. "Now it's your turn," Cassie declared, turning her attention to Barbie. Barbie nodded, approaching the pole. She cleaned her hands with a towel and took hold of the pole, shooting Cassie a determined look, indicating she was ready for her turn.

"We can have them get us a bottle of champagne while the workers model us some outfits, I'm already tired standing." They chuckled like teenagers again. "Maybe that is why Alexander gets new Barbies, because you don't have that energy anymore." Abigail joked but got a cold stare from Lucy in return. "We don't want to talk about cheating husband's now, do we.? Aby?" She asked. Abigail nodded and made a zipping sign with her mouth. " I won't mention it again." She said. I felt stupid being in their midst and following them into the office but still didn't know how the hell to excuse myself and walk out of the shop.

With the mellow sound of the stereo, she started dancing. She was still holding his hands while she danced. She smiled at him again and lured him to dance with her. He swayed a little just so she wouldn't be upset. They dance along with the sweet music on the stereo but the way she dances has suddenly changed. It became seductive and he felt his need.