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Teasing Fiction
Private Dancer
I yield to the music and the image of your adoring eyes feasting on me…
The teasing begins as I caress my body. Bright red gloves, sensual silk, stroking, buffing my skin as it glows beautifully under the hot lights, a slight sheen kissing me all over.
Immediately, I yield to the music — dancing — and the image of your adoring eyes feasting on me…. Posing, a lioness ready to pounce.
Lifting a leg, I stroke the silky skin, giving you a chance to admire my toned, unendingly long limbs.
Then, seated, owning the space, I titivate the others, building on the atmosphere — but stare at only you.
I have not removed a single stitch of clothing. Yet.
Provocatively, I stand and move for your pleasure, turning to wiggle my cute behind.
To cheers and the occasional yell of impatience, I swing the tassels on the side of my briefs and slowly… untie the ribbon, throwing my panties towards the most enthusiastic guest — all the while milking more applause.
I sit, legs astride in invitation, a narrow landing strip of hair pointing the way — the only way.
Nibbling off one glove I pout — flirting — before I fling it into the air. Knowing…
