 
Balletlover - Balletmania
written by Dep on 02.07. at 09:14:48 >>>"All in good time, Petrushka. Tonight, as a matter of fact. We open in four days, so I guess it's time to get all the staff up to speed anyway. Beautiful work, by the way." She stood back from the dressing-room doors and admired Peter's paint-job.>>>"Big deal. A big "V" on one door, a big "W" on the other. I've had tougher assignments, commander..." >>>Peter beamed as the girls trooped in. Kate Petersen blew him a kiss as she slipped out of her burgundy velvet dress revealing a black leotard and lavender tights. Karen McGee's red backless leo (with black tights) precluded the use of a bra, so her large, lovely breasts swelled beneath the pinch-front, lovingly cradled by shiny red nylon. Terry stripped to a heather-gray unitard and pink legwarmers, and Dani wore her usual simple, scoop neck leo, pale pink tights, and a sheer black wraparound skirt.>>>"Right. Everyone here?">>>"Only five of us, boss..." Dani said, pulling at her leotard's shoulders.>>>"So, what's the deal?" Karen asked "We sponsored by Volkswagen, or something?">>>"Tightsvignugen?" Peter added, and the girls laughed.>>>Lisa walked over to the dressing-rooms. "The 'V' stands for 'video.' The 'W', 'webcam.'>>>"Not sure I follow y-NO!" Kate exclaimed, her eyes wide.>>>"WHAT?" the others chorused.>>>"My guess is, anyone who goes into THAT dressing room will find themselves on video, right? And anyone in THAT one will be undressing live on the web, correct?" Her eyes shone.>>>"Free leotard for Kate!" Lisa said, giving her the thumbs-up.>>>"Waitaminute." Peter raised his hand like a schoolboy. "Am I to assume that we're going into the internet porn business?">>>"Well, yes." Lisa explained. "It's all part of my plan. I figure we can make a lot more with store-made fetish video than we can with just dancewear, especially if we're going to be adults-only. See, dancewear shops make most of their money off of young dance students, right? So I got the idea to supplement our income with a website. Originally just a retail one, but then I had this idea. Membership website, like an online dancewear store but, well, dirtier. Memebership allows you on the site AND into the store, PLUS we sell video of anything interesting that happens here. I chose all of you because, well, you seemed to be game.">>>"Game for what?" Peter asked, a bit shakily.>>>"Being photographed, videotaped, that sort of thing.">>>"Doing what?" Karen asked, her arousal now showing through the thin red fabric of her leotard.>>>"Whatever you all feel comfortable doing. Of course, we're going to tape cosenting customers, as well, and-">>>"What customers?" Peter asked, suddenly peeved. "Who's going to come into a store where they tape you as you slip into dancewear?">>>"One hundred and twelve, at last count. And climbing. The boys at 'Ballet Lover' have been working hard as hell for us. 'Course, they're all pretty excited about the concept-">>>Kate interrupted. "Are you telling us that we're expected to just let our inhibitions go while we're here?">>>"Yes. That's partially why I hired you all. You've all expressed an interest in dancewear as sexwear, and I figured you'd all want the opportunity to explore that.">>>"So." Kate continued, stepping out of her shoes. "If I decided I wanted to, say, run my hands all over Peter's tights, I should just take a bash?">>>Peter swallowed hard.>>>"By all means, K. But let me fire up the video first, OK? I mean, it'd be a historic ocaision, right?">>>"I'll think about it." she glanced at Peter's sweating face, and smiled at him. >>>"So will Pete, from the look of it!" exclaimed Terry, pointing at Peter's penis, visibly growing under the white nylon tights.>>>Kate looked down, then up at Peter's reddening face. Then she walked over to him, pushed him against the wall, and took one of his buns in each hand, stroking them gently. "Made up my mind..." she muttered, smiling crookedly, then wrapped her legs around his, and started bucking gently. Peter gasped, then moaned as he felt her moist heat penetrate his tights, warming his now throbbing erection.>>>"Wait! Let me get the camera!" Lisa yelled, scrambling behind the counter. "Dani! Stills! C'mon! Showtime!" Danielle grabbed the 35mm and started clicking away.>>>"MMMMMmmmmmm..." Kate had begun caressing his mouth with hers, a long kiss from out of a dream, but just a counterpoint to the urgent grinding and bucking going on just about two feet below. Peter tentatively reached around and gently grasped her thighs, feeling them tense and relax, tense and relax as she squirmed against him.>>>"Beautiful! Beautiful!" Lisa whispered, aiming the video camera at the couples interlocked legs and udulating hips, Kate's ass rhythmically clenching and unclenching as her libido took over. >>>"Oh, Kate." Peter moaned between kisses, "I'm so glad it's you.">>>"Me. Uh! Too. OH!" her hands gripped his behind like a vice as she went over, screaming right into his face, her stockinged feet skidding around on the wooden floor as she trashed against him. "Nnnnnnaaaaugh...Ohhhhhhh...Yyyyyyeaaaahhh..." she crooned into his ear as she kissed it.>>>He lowered her to the floor and tore her leotard open, exposing the crotch of her tights, the pink beauty of her mistily visible under the soaking nylon.>>>"Stop there, baby." Lisa scolded gently. "First time's gotta be tights-on-tights. My turn-on.">>>"Mine, too, baby." Kate added with a grin and a shake of her hips. "Climb on and hump me. Wanna see you come in your tights, I really do. C'mon." She grabbed his ass and pulled him onto her.>>>Peter was lost in the fulfillment of his most lustful fantasy. Yes! This was what he wanted! And he wanted to be seen doing it, by everyone. There was no turning back now.>>>Peter reared back, still keeping his groin pressed against his lover's, still gently but firmly bucking and swirling his hips against her, as he grasped both her nylon-clad feet in his hands, raising them to his lips...>>>A growl of appreciation rose from the girls watching. Kate stared at him, wide-eyed, her mouth agape and panting. She managed to get out one coherent word ("kiss") before his lips gently invaded her squirming, nylon-covered toes, kissing each toe, finally pressing his lips softly, then hungrily, against the now-frantically writhing feet. Kate howled with lust.>>>And Kate bounced and wriggled with unexpected delight, until a wave of ecstasy broke over her, leaving her quaking with desire fulfilled.>>>And Peter strained to hold back, but as his lover came under him, her feet went mad, stroking his face, the toes kissing his lips as he kissed them back, as the pressure built...and built...and then that sweet pain as his semen seemed to lock into place, ready to explode from him. He held the pressure back until the sweetness could no longer be postponed, and he roared, jet after jet of steaming come surging into his tights, his ass tightening like a fist under her spasmodically grasping fingers. Peter was dimly aware of the first time he'd come in a pair of tights. The joy then was mingled with fear (the tights were his sister's, and it was his first orgasm.) Now it was all beauty, lust, and sweetness. He was only dimly aware of the cameras pointed at his cock squirting into his tights, and only then to wonder who, if anyone, would be masturbating (or copulating) to the images his lust was helping to create.>>>And they lay satisfied, stroking each other through warm (and in a lot of places, sticky) nylon.>>>"Well," joked Lisa, popping the tape into the VCR and rewinding. "that's certainly one way to get a raise..." >>>NEXT: OPENING DAY Answers to this message:
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