Lately, I’ve decided to moonlight my talents as a Midnight Ballerina. It keeps me in shape, flexible, and the money obviously is a plus. After a few sets on stage, I decide to work the floor a bit.
The club is packed wall to wall with Horny men hoping to see what they’re missing at home. Heart-pounding bass riles them up. The smell of sweat, perfume, and pussy fills the air. Liquor pours freely, as do the dollars. I decide to have a drink, so I make my way to the bar. Under the dim lights, my body glistens from my glitter body oil, like a true midnight ballerina. I watch the sparkles dance across my skin as I wait for my Vodka Cran. Just as the bartender slides my drink, a tall, lean man leans on the bar, obstructing my drink.
“Um, excuse me,” I say with more sass than intended. Then again, I need that drink, so I’d say it was deserved. “Oh, my apologies, let me get that for you”. He responds genuinely and apologetically. “It’s fine, love, I’m sorry I just needed that between sets”. I explain. I bet he would love a Muff dive.
“Oh, well, don’t mind me, if I’m being honest, I saw you on stage and was hoping to enjoy some time with you. When you finish your drink, of course”. He says. “Well, I can take you to the VIP if you have it to spend. It’s 500 for half an hour, and we can bring our drinks”. I tell him. He excitedly agrees, and we take our drinks up to the vip lounge. He can’t wait for me to be his own private Midnight Ballerina.
First things first, I lay out the ground rules: no touching, I will do the touching. After all I’m a Midnight Ballerina, not a girlfriend. He agrees, then we chat for a few. Finish our drinks, and I begin dancing. Now I undress. First, I slide if my top. I sway my body side to side in front of him. As I push my tits together, I hit his face. Next, I pinch my nipples, getting them nice and hard. As I shake them, my erect nipples caress his lips. Then he sits forward naturally, trying to suck them. Meanwhile, I push him back, shaking my finger and head. After a song, I take off my bottoms. At this point, it looks like his mouth is watering.
All eyes on the Midnight Ballerina. Then I sit on the chair directly across from him. Continuing to dance, I sit. Then I lean back into the chair, sticking my legs up, shaking them so he sees my ass giggle. Then I spread them, letting a leg fall on either side of the chair. As he watches me, I make sure never to break eye contact. First, I slide my middle finger into my mouth, sucking it like a cock. Then I slide it down my body. Next I open my pussy, so he can see how pretty and pink I am inside.
From there I plunged my finger inside, as I moan for him. Never breaking eye contact. Naturally, he leans in to get a closer look. When he does, I see a nice, fat hard-on in his pants. I want it. So I put a second finger inside. I know it’s against the rules, I want to, but I can’t. Even still, I want it.
Next I look around. After all, the vip section is empty. In that moment, I didn’t care anyway. “Come here and fuck me”. I demand. He looked confused and stunned. Still, he hopped up and dropped his pants.
“I don’t want you trying to make love to me either, come fuck this pussy hard,” I demand once more. He did not disappoint this midnight ballerina. He immediately plunged deep inside me. Hard just like I like it. Lifting my bottom half as I lay on the chair. Railing into me with his big, fat, long cock. Inch by inch, with every stroke, he dives deeper inside. After a while, I forgot where I was. Screaming out, fast harder, I was in ecstasy. I deserve this pounding. Before I knew it, he’d taken me to the edge. Finally, I was about to explode, and he knew it too.
“That’s right, you don’t even know my name. But I bet you I will make you cream all over this fat dick”. He says matter-of-factly. And he was not wrong. Between breaths, all I could do was moan, yess, and mhmm. From there, he had me right where I wanted to be. Slowly, deliberately, he slows his stroke. Next he starts rolling his hips into me, his cock starts hitting my G-spot. Meanwhile, rhythmic tension builds, and my body feels electric. My walls tremor and tighten, begging for sweet release. Finally, my orgasm comes crashing down. As if drawn closer as my walls pulsate around him, and all thought leaves my body, pure bliss. Call me!
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