Vine Dances Novels & Stories

Swish, swish, swish! Countless vines, densely packed, bound the group of members of the Witch Cult who were closest to the ground, all of them unable to take one more step. The people behind them who wanted to rush up again were blocked by these people and had to jump over them. Seeing this scene, Alex and Jade were both a little surprised. This ability was quite strong. In fact, this was not Zendaya’s killing move. The real killing move was that these vines had countless barbs on them, which were incredibly sharp. Once wrapped around the body, the barbs could easily be pierced into the flesh. There were severe neurotoxins on it too.

~O~ VIVIEN looked at Zephrain. Somehow she was only a little surprised that he had been listening. But to suggest such an outrageous request!! Vivien knew that she could only dance the traditional dances of Demetrius Kingdom, and it is a specialty of the Li Tribe. If she would dance in front of them then they would likely realize who she was! Marjien grinned at Vivien. "We'll show you!" She sprang to her feet and clapped her hands. "Mama Neia, can we borrow some drums? Vivien and I would like to show everyone the drum dance."

GENERAL After a few minutes, the tense atmosphere turned lively once again. The dance was over, and people went to relieve the stress with glasses of wine. "Excuse me," Violet told Vincent and walked to the wine section. She picked one from the table, folded one of her arms, and placed her elbow on it as she sipped the wine. She shut her eyes and let out a sigh as soon as it reached her throat. That was all she needed to relieve her burning throat and celebrate her victory tonight. She won over Willow and Stewart, and that was worth celebrating.

But tonight his gaze lingered, dropping to the way my breasts strained against my low-cut top, the silver pendant nestled between them catching the light. Elena stumbled over, giggling, pulling me up. “Come dance with me, babe!” She tugged me toward the floor, her body warm and clumsy against mine. I let her, swaying to the rhythm, but every move I made was for him. I arched my back, letting my hips roll slow and dirty, my ass pushing out just enough that I knew the short skirt barely covered anything. When I glanced over my shoulder, Mr. Voss was still staring, his jaw tight, one hand gripping his drink so hard I thought the glass might shatter.

CRYSTAL SPRINGS The blonde dancer came over and gave Wynne a lap dance. This time, both Sirius and Perseus watched. By the end of the song, they both understood the allure of watching a woman get a lap dance. “Celeste,” Sirius leaned over and spoke loudly. “I’ve got to go soon, but we need to talk.” She nodded and kissed Wyatt before standing up and grabbing a few of the twenties and a couple of beers off the table. Almost as an afterthought, she grabbed the bottle of lime-flavored vodka. With a wave of her hand, she motioned for them to follow her.

There was no chance for me to meet his rhythm as he controlled every minute, making him follow through with his word. I only take what I get. And everything he was giving, was more than I could ever ask for. The feeling of him continuing to stretch and massage my walls had me crying out and moaning into the empty sky, my eyes rolling back each time he pulled at the belt or thrust deeper into me. Unlike previous vanilla affairs, Alex's vicious strokes alone were enough to make me come, over and over and over again. Every time I unfolded at his mercy, yet another piece of me was bound to him like some kind of runic spell.

Violet's heart sank with realization. "Follow my lead," Vesper whispered, guiding her into the dance. Vanilla and citrus mixed with pine and rose, a journey of scent through the elven kingdoms in attendance. Violet breathed deep, trying to steady herself among the crowd as Vesper guided her through the steps. Everywhere she looked expressionless faces met her. The masks had seemed beautiful at first but the deeper she waded into the dance, the stranger they became. One was a many-headed bird. Another covered completely in eyes. Platinum wings sprouted from the cheeks of a high-ranking lady. One Parvara nobleman's mask looked like it had melted onto his face, leaving him to laugh through the

Rain was startled by Viola’s sudden voice, the woman stood behind her, her cheeks flushed red and her smile even wider than the past few minutes. “Did you have more to drink?” She nodded and then shook her head and then burst into a fit of giggles before placing her fingers over her lips. “Oh my God, I’m drunk!” “No shit,” Rain said with a laugh, Viola pulled Rain in for a sudden hug and planted a kiss on the side of her cheek. “What was that for?” “The dance is about to start, come so we can hand our cards over to the matron,” There were going to be seven dances, not everyone chose to fill their cards with names but because of how many offers Rain got, her card was full.

"Marcus, Ryan, and David all confirmed they'll be at the wedding tomorrow. Vincent nodded and gestured toward the main floor. "Want to go watch the show?" he suggested. "We've got some new girls who are incredible." We walked out to the VIP section overlooking the stage where several women were performing elaborate dance routines. Vincent immediately pointed to a tall blonde in a red outfit. "I like that one," he stated appreciatively. "She's absolutely stunning." I sipped my drink and watched the performance with detached interest. "She's not that gorgeous," I observed. Vincent turned to look at me with surprise.

She cupped them, squeezing gently, pinching her nipples while looking straight into Dante’s eyes. Dante groaned, his cock straining painfully against his trousers. Vesper continued dancing naked except for the thong, garter, stockings, and heels. She moved with pure seduction — dropping to the floor in a split, rolling her hips, crawling toward him on all fours, then rising gracefully. She straddled his lap, but this time she let him touch.