Bubble Guppies Police Dance Novels & Stories

We mounted the stage, the spotlight shining down on us, and the music blaring in our ears as we grabbed onto our respective poles. I turned and twirled, swaying my hips as my hands balanced on the pole. I felt a rush of adrenaline as I began to dance, moving my body in time with the music. Backing the crowd with my hands still on the pole, I moved downwards and wriggled my ass in rhythm with the music. My wig bounced as I went. I turned to look at my counterparts and realized that as they went up and down the pole, shaking and bouncing their butts, and displaying other raunchy moves, men stepped forward and pulled the bands of their panties, before sticking dollar notes into them but none wa

Rubbing against bodies, I danced and whooped. A blonde guy came up to me and moved his body against mine. Grinning, I shook my shoulders and bobbed my head to the song. The intro to Walk The Moon's Shut Up And Dance With Me began to play. I screamed along with the crowd. Seeing a pole, I climbed on the table and hung on to it. Dancing on the pole, I sang, “Shut up and dance with me.” Cheers fueled the room. The crowd jumped with me and sang along. Raising my eyes, I see Paxton's staring at me with uncontained amusement. Lost in his sharp gaze, I grinned and blew him a kiss.

the man looked amused and Bree clearly just noticed that she blurts out her curse. "Eh, I mean I was hoping to get some insight on that. I've never done a lap dance before. I took pole dance lessons when I was trying to...eh, spice things up in the bedroom. But that didn't include lap dance lessons." Gage laughed and told her to sit while he pulled his laptop to face her and show her some of the videos of the girls. "And, you'll be filming me?" "Not if you don't want to. These girls make extra money for their um... contribution video for the club's website. But no, CCTV here is for security purposes only." Bree relaxed instantly and Gage seemed amused by her nervousness.

Soon we were engaged in a fun presentation of adult toys. The highlight was at midnight when Emilia and Erica had hired three sensual dancers who arrived dancing and removing their costumes - a firefighter, a police officer, and a pilot - ending up in just their swim trunks. It was really fun and a hilarious game since the guys were gentlemen and didn't do anything inappropriate, just danced sensually. My grandmother had the most fun, as they put her in a chair in the center of the room and played around dancing with her. The old lady wasn't naive!

The Duck Pond was different from that nightmare, Tucker's Hideaway, they ventured into their first time out. Instead of dark and scary, this place was bright with current hits blaring from the speakers in the corners and people actually on the dance floor swaying their hips. As she watched the dancers, she noticed how they ground against each other, groping their partners, partners who seemed to switch with every song change. The night ahead looked to be a fun adventure.

“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.

he says with a wink. I look over to Johnny who has his jaw clenched, staring daggers at Damon. Damon pulls me to my feet, swirls me around and leads me straight to the dancefloor. Once on the floor we start shaking our hips to the beat of the music. We join a large circle of people who all seem to know Damon. Damon is a great dancer. He teaches me his best hip- hop and breakdance moves, which I replicate with ease. I am having so much fun. The DJ releases water cannons, which aim straight for us. Within seconds we are soaked, our clothes and hair sticking to our bodies. The circle opens up and it is my turn to show off my moves. My dorky childish side takes over and I do every move from the

I danced alongside my friends, the river of bodies carried me down the slopes so easily, and I allowed myself to float free. The flashing of my phone caught my attention, and I rushed to get it, knowing well what the notification was about – it announced the time for the show. ‘It’s time, boys!’ I typed in a quick message, a previously established signal, and indeed, not a minute later, three incredibly cute guys in police officer uniforms walked up the stairs and invaded our space.

In which everyone there forgot about modesty or cared about their libido. Wherever they passed, the fog touched their bodies, simply, their eyes grew larger, their pupils dilated, their bodies became hot and feverish, at that time, the adults screamed, in the midst of orgasms. Nobody stood still, everyone was throwing themselves inside a convenience store, right in the middle of loud music, strange songs, free sex, and a dust that coated everyone, who were walking, running away, and singing. Everyone there was promoting the art of dance, the police officers who heard the call and the incidents, when they arrived, not even their caps were left, instead of arresting them, they joined the open-

I said. Gabe held out his hand and I took it. "I like being here." He laced his fingers with mine. "So about this dance? I hear the theme is Hocus Pocus. Does that mean I get to go around shouting, 'Amok, amok, amok'?" His lips turned up in a teasing grin. I snort-laughed. This long-buried playful side of Gabe had my insides doing cartwheels. "If you did, that would be great."