Female Dancer Idv Novels & Stories

A waitress rushes up to Didi and pulls her toward the dance floor. She hesitates but ends up following the other waitress with the encouragement of the bartender. Cazzo. Cazzo. Cazzo. I'm still pushing people, and I hear the bartender on the side yelling to another bartender in formation something like: "It's the girls' fifteen minutes. This is when they get to have their fun, and they come back after." I. WILL. SET. THE. WORLD. ON. FIRE. Didi is dancing with the other waitress, who, no doubt, must also be a whore.

She scrutinized my body with her penetrating gaze. "Put your hands on the wall," she ordered. I promptly turned, placing my hands against the wall. I felt her gloved hands trailing along my back, exploring my body, before eventually settling on my buttocks. She grasped and manipulated them, then abruptly inserted a finger into my vagina, twisting it. "What's your name?" she inquired. "Z-Zelda," I stuttered, feeling incredibly uncomfortable. "Your name is Zoe here, to conceal your identity. Not only that, but your role is to dance for the clients. They are strictly forbidden from touching you," she explained.

Diana chuckled nervously as she came to stand beside her fuming daughter. Her fingers pinched Anna skin as she led her over to seat, her eyes was telling her to cooperate. It sure was threatening. " Evan...this is my daughter, Anna...and Anna, this is your husband to be and his father, say hello" Anna stared at her in-laws and her glare only deepened, her brows furrowed the more, but then, who was she? She's Anna Chadwick. She let out a deep and overly sweet smile. "Hi Evan, I heard you're my husband to be, I'm Anna, your wife to be"

Jasper returned with her number earning an appreciative smack on his back from Daniel. This time the bottle stopped at Ava, and she chose a dare in her frenzy of stupid excitement. Vanessa smirked evilly and Ava backpedaled. "Truth. Truth. I want to go with the truth." She blabbered. "No going back, Ava." Alice grinned. Vanessa and Alice shared a satanic look before they faced her. "I dare you to give Aiden a lap dance for five minutes. A proper lap dance otherwise the penalty would be an increase in time." Vanessa smirked like a little devil as Ava watched her with her mouth agape.

She said politely. "Thank you".She said. "Let's go straight to the point, am Stella and I am the assistant manager of this great establishment".She said. "Ok, ma, nice to meet you". "What's your name and your qualifications?". "My names are Isadora Duncan, and I have no qualifications, but I promise to do well on the job given to me".She said smiling. "Why didn't you have any qualifications?". "It's a long story ma, but I actually need this job to save up and sponsor myself back to school".

I didn’t miss the way his eyes were on me for a moment too long, as if assessing me, as if he knew exactly what was going on inside my head. Isabel stepped forward, and the room seemed to fall silent for a moment. She flashed a smile that was all teeth, her eyes glinting with a knowing look. "I’m Isabel Ortega," she said, her voice was practically dripping with charm. "But most people call me Electra."

She smirked at me over my shoulder. "Hey handsome," she shouted over the music. "I'm Tanya. Wanna dance?" Before I could answer, another woman appeared in front of me, a gorgeous redhead with full lips and a tight black dress. She ran her hands up my chest, licking her lips. "I'm Daisy," she purred. "And I think I need a strong man to keep up with me tonight."

Angel swayed her hips to the heavy bass, the stage lights burning hot on her tanned skin. She wore a tiny black thong and a sparkly bra that barely held her full tits. At twenty-two, she’d been dancing at Club Velvet for six months. It paid the bills and made her feel powerful — until the night Mavin walked in.

Phones flew up, recording the scandalous scene. Vanessa shoved Gideon flat onto his back, arched her spine dramatically like a pornstar, and rode him even harder — proper, shameless, exhibitionist cowgirl. Her sapphire dress was bunched uselessly around her waist, her full tits bouncing heavily inside the plunging neckline with every powerful slam downward. Her round ass rippled and clapped loudly against his thighs as she took his cock to the hilt again and again, creamy juices dripping down his balls.

My eyes kept drifting back to Red. She was on a small platform not far from me, giving a private lap dance to a young woman in a tight black dress. Red moved like pure sin. She peeled off her tiny top slowly, revealing perfect perky breasts with hard pink nipples. The customer’s eyes were glued to her. Red turned around, bent over, and shook her ass right in the woman’s face before sliding down onto her lap. She was completely naked now.