Sans Dancing Novels & Stories

My name was Lindsay Larson, and I had this addiction since I was a kid. Whenever the urge kicked in, I would feel unbearably uncomfortable all over. Ever since I started college, it became harder to endure. Every day, I found myself wanting to hook up with different guys. As time went by, my condition only worsened. It began to seriously affect my daily life. One day, my best friend, Gabby Kemp, brought her boyfriend over to my place. As soon as I saw his flawless face, I immediately lost control. I could only press my legs tightly together to suppress the unbearable sensation.

He hoped so but a part of him knew something was wrong. When they were done eating, they left the dining area and went to the living room where Maya presented the tickets. "What is this Maya?" Sarah asked. "Tickets to our production of The Swan Lake." "Oh wow, I've never been to a ballet production." Wanda said with excitement. "When is it?" "This weekend." "Still an apprentice?" Elliot asked mocking his little sister. He knew she was no longer an apprentice. Maya frowned and folded her arms. "I'm an official corps de ballet dancer. I've been one since I was sixteen Elliot."

I go unnoticed, just how I like it to be. Drinking, I dance in the crowd, slowly losing hours. Warmth spreads through my hips as hands grasp them, and the body grinds against me as I dance. I don’t need to look and see who the person is. My bottle is now empty, so I throw it towards the bin. I work my hips faster, dancing with him. I wait for him to stop, or pull me closer, yet he simply dances with me.

Everyone watched while Daisie and Nollace danced, and they all saw how perfect they were. However, they didn’t see that Daisie kept making mistakes and stepping on his toes. “I’m sorry.” She never made mistakes when she danced with Colton, but now she kept repeating them. Nollace noticed something and chuckled. “Why are you nervous when you’re dancing with me?” “I-I’m not nervous.” She lied. She knew very well that that wasn’t the truth.

“You want dancing, love? I’ll give you f*****g dancing!” And I did for well over an hour. Nonstop dancing, grinding, touching and teasing...this little minx has me so hot and bothered I feel like I’m going to explode! Of course, Anna is in the same torturous state. Her eyes mirror the desire and need in mine. The way she has her red lips barely parted as she pants when I touch her. f**k. It’s taking everything in me not to take her here on the dance floor. And her arousal... gods her intoxicating arousal is so thick in the air right now I actually had to mentally push away the supernaturals that kept edging closer to her. Anna hasn’t noticed because her focus has been on me... but there’s a

“Really? We exchange desks at the office and by desks I mean, I get your desk and your window spot if I give him a lap dance and go home with daddy over there” “The music is loud; I can’t hear you. What are you saying?” “I thought as much bitch!” We finished sipping our wine, and then we woke up from our chairs and started dancing. Nadine wasn’t a good dancer, but she sure knew how to bounce and shake her round shapely ass and to her, that was all that mattered. She said it went with all songs and watching her, I think it really did for her.

Everything would work in her favor if a fight breaks out between them, she would have enough time to run from them. "Alright, a night Mister, but I don't want to go with these grumpy men" She smiled. "You heard her? She doesn't want to go with you! Get lost" He stood up to them. Even though he looks older, he's hefty. "Don't let us damage you...hand the girl over" Anastasia was enjoying the show she had cause and sat back to cross her legs, her tea cup an inch from her lips, another stare at them, she sipped her tea.

where she usually danced, laughing as she twirled into her arms and Sebestian would. fall over dramatically, bringing the smaller girl with him but caging her so she didn't. get hurt and they would lie on the hard floor and laugh and laugh until Alexandra decided they should be serious about it and then they'd get into position again only for Sebestian to do the exact same thing again. Sebestian studied the human's dancing. Alexandra dancing had gotten wilder, a type of contemporary ballet that didn't follow a perfect flow but still... his body was so

I want it sorted, but I don't want anyone seeing Daisy here yet. "Sure thing. I already have measurements, so I will get everything sorted. Just dance studio nothing special?" "Include a pole or two. I'm going, get it sorted." Hanging up I walk out hearing the low hum of music. Walking towards the stairs I stop at Daisy's room. My eyes widen as she dances, a black leather skirt and a corset. Standing I don't move, just watching as she dances and places the items away we bought today. Turning I storm downstairs, reaching the bottom my brothers look at me.

A light was turned on, making the room look dim. All eyes were fixed on Melvin and Danas, who were in the middle. A host gave directions that couples were given the opportunity to dance in the middle of the room. Nothing happened for a few moments between Melvin and Danas. They could only stare at each other. Until Melvin pulled Danas's slender waist closer, demanding the girl to slowly follow the rhythm of the song being played. There was no longer any distance between them. Danas's heartbeat was erratic; she only put on a tense expression, dancing for the first time with a Raka Melvin Mahameru. The dimmed lights made the man stare into Danas's amber eyes, which had been staring at him all