Coraline Dance Novels & Stories

“If I got rid of you, I could hire someone capable of doing their job—maybe someone who actually liked me and the work.” Cora takes another step closer, and all I can focus on is the way her body is nearly pressed against mine. “Fire me or don’t, but I’m here to have a good time tonight, and I’m going to have it one way or another.” I’ve spent the better part of the last hour watching her dance with strangers—men, trying to catch her eye, eager to impress her. She was the center of attention on the dance floor, swaying to the rhythm with her captivating smile and graceful moves.

Grace entered in minimal red underwear, adding to the heat of Evelyn's already flushed face. “Oh, that looks like Grace. Come on Justin, let's get closer. Come and dance to this rhythm!” Evelyn exclaimed. Staggering, Evelyn pulled Justin onto the dance floor and started dancing. A dance that rhymes with Pearl's dance. Evelyn unconsciously began to rub her body against Justin's body who just stood stiffly in the middle of the area.

Our lips crashed together like waves on the shore, wild lust craving to further push our bodies to the limit. Immerse yourself in unforgettable pleasure. I asked Moonlight Jade if she had a guy dance for her on the beach before. No, I can honestly say I never have. Then she started giggling as I got up, moving to the other side of our little fire I started dancing for Jade. The fire threw splashes of color at me, and with every movement I made, Greenish-Yellow, Blue, Orange, and Red. I moved pleasantly as he sat there in a happy kind of trance, watching my every movement with fascination.

She became oblivious to her environment and was deeply immersed in the sound and tune that erupted from her lips, while her body moved in rhythm to the song. And she felt the presence of more than one being as she danced, and sang, and they all danced and sang with her. ___ In a big castle located at the heart of the great city of Elgarion, in an enormous room, a man sat unclad at the edge of his king-sized bed, hands clutching his dark sheets, his head thrown back and eyes shut tight as an ash-blonde haired woman, equally unclad, knelt before him, worshipping his member with her mouth and tongue.