Fuck Your Partner In Ten Posts Or Less!

[ViciousTease]

Who's the tease now Baby?

Hehe You've never complained about my teases, baby.


So ... uh ... I had an idea. Yeah, I'm just gonna post it.

 

[ViciousTease]

She wandered in alone, once again finding the place deserted. She didn't mind it, though. She loved the quiet stillness before a show. Turning up the lights on the main stage, she opened the curtains. She did the same for the smaller stages, getting each set ready for what she hoped would be a great night.

She saved the little stage in the back for last, as always. She'd been working here since the place was built, never missing a show, and that little stage in the back has always remained empty.

1

 

[lowphat]

Oh boy, somebody's mind is wandering . . . .

 

[ViciousTease]

She understood why. Those who would get on stage and share something so intimate are generally extroverts and exhibitionists. They want to be seen, so the main stage down front is the obvious choice.

But there was something about that quiet stage in the back that she was drawn to. It was smaller, tucked in a back corner. There were fewer stage lights and several of them had blown out long ago. It was a stage, a place to stand up and be seen, but there were deep shadows along it's edges, creating it's own spotlight in the center. A soft spotlight. The metal pole running floor to ceiling center stage should have been gleaming from a dozen lights pointing at it, but the soft lighting left it looking dull and lonely.

2

 

[ViciousTease]

Oh boy, somebody's mind is wandering . . . .

*whispers* You don't mind, do you?

 

[JennyNo1]

I like where this is going.

 

[Azuldrgon]

I like where this is going.

*sits next to Jenny with mouth shut*

 

[ViciousTease]

She laughed softly as she walked onto the stage. A lonely pole? Maybe she spends a little too much time in this place, she thought, as she wrapped her fingers around the cool metal and slid her hand as high as she could reach. Sliding her hand back down, she leaned back, her long dark hair falling away from her shoulders as her head fell back. “What would it be like?” she mumbled as she slowly spun around the pole.

3

 

[lowphat]

*whispers* You don't mind, do you?

Mm, did you say something Sexy?

Oh, no . . . I don't mind

 

[ViciousTease]

She closed her eyes, a shy grin on her lips as she imagined it, imagined an audience watching her on stage. She spun around that pole again, arching her back this time, giggling softly. She knew she'd never be able to do something like that. The nerves would have her running scared the moment the music started. But here, now, in the quiet stillness of the deserted theatre, she began to move to the melody in her head.

4

 

[lowphat]

Uh huh, and then what did she do?

 

[ViciousTease]

She placed her other hand on the pole, broadening her stance a bit as her hips swayed to the slow melody. She moved from side to side, knees parted wide as she dropped lower, slowly swaying until her ass nearly touched the floor. She could feel her cheeks burning as she leaned back again, thrusting her hips forward until she could feel that cold, hard steel pressing against her heat.

5

 

[lowphat]

Uh . . . .

*picks jaw up from the floor*

 

[ViciousTease]

Moaning softly, she thought about him, wondering what he would think if her saw her acting this way. She began to move, gently thrusting against that pole as she pulled herself up. The melody in her head began to speed up, as if the music were driving her. She gave in to the rhythm, to the fantasy … dancing as if he were watching, the shadows whispering to cheer her on. She was lost for a while, her body in control for once, her desire the driving force behind each gentle sway of her hips, each slow thrust.

6

 

[lowphat]

He's a lucky guy

 

[ViciousTease]

She felt sexy, wanted, and deliciously naughty as she danced for her imaginary audience. Eyes still squeezed tight, she let one hand wander down her body, touching all of the places she longed to be touched. Tender caresses became more aggressive as the melody changed again. She leaned back, spinning around, moaning softly as her free hand worked it's way up from her knee, along her thigh. Now still, she began to grind her hips against the pole, her hand sliding up along her stomach, pausing for a moment to cup her breast before sliding higher until it was in her hair.

7

 

[ViciousTease]

She danced until she was breathless, until she was trembling with need. She was lost in the moment, almost in a trance as the fantasy grew into something more. In her mind's eye, she saw him there, that wicked grin on his face as he stepped out of the shadows. He didn't say a word as he walked up behind her, taking her hand off the pole and pulling it behind her head. He held both of her wrists in one hand, resting them gently against her hair. His other hand gripped her waist, pulling her ass back against him.

“Now dance for me, babygirl,” was all he said, whispering it against her ear.

8

 

[lowphat]

Uh . . . yeah, he's lucky

 

[ViciousTease]

She moaned softly as she started swaying to the music, sliding from side to side against him. Once again his hands were guiding her, the one at her waist moving her hips so that she was grinding against his growing need.

He growled, mumbling a single word, “Fuck.”

It was all the encouragement she needed as her own need took over. She began to grind against him slow and hard, the melody shifting to match her rhythm now as if even the music were mesmerized by her.

9

 

[lowphat]

Dayum girl

 

[ViciousTease]

He pulled her tighter against him, then slid that hand to the small of her back. The hand that bound her wrists pushed forward gently, forcing her to bend over as the hand on her back pressed down so she was arching her back the way he likes it. A few more slow grinds against him as she imagined him releasing her hands and burying his fingers in her hair, pulling it gently until he had her exactly where he wanted her.


She realized it must be getting close to show time and sighed, standing up as the melody faded away. She opened her eyes, taking a step closer to that lonely metal pole as she slid her hand up it again.

“Some of us just don't belong in the spotlight, old friend. But the shadows have their secrets, don't they?”

One last look around that old stage and then she walked away, her secrets safely hidden behind her smile.

10

 

[lowphat]

Wow, living up to your name I see

Nicely done Babygirl

Now about that pole back at the house . . . .

 

[Azuldrgon]

*jaw drop*
*looks at Jenny* Is this what a thunk feels like?

 

[ViciousTease]

Wow, living up to your name I see

Nicely done Babygirl

Now about that pole back at the house . . . .

*jaw drop*
*looks at Jenny* Is this what a thunk feels like?

Thank, y'all. *blushing all the way to my toes*

 

[JennyNo1]

*jaw drop*
*looks at Jenny* Is this what a thunk feels like?

*waits to answer until he faints on the floor* Now it is.