Dance Moms XXX
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Chapter 2
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 2 - Teen dancers, their mothers, some lucky guys, and, a whole lot of fucking.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Mult Teenagers Consensual Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction Incest Mother Daughter
Note-prequel to chapter 1: enjoy!
Hello, I’m Sarah, and I’m 15 years old. I have my friend Lily, who is 14, with me. We are from the same dance company, even though after some bullshit with my teacher and my mom, I was not able to perform at Nationals, but, my friend was, so, while brushing her hair, I asked her:
“How was it?”
Lily answered: “How was what?”
I responded: “Unless you want to wind up bald! Do not give me: ‘How was what?’!”
She said: “Oh, you mean, Nationals.”
I said: “Duh.”
She said: “It was okay, but, I think that I performed better as a junior.”
I asked: “Oh, how so?”
She answered: “Well, I got real close with Ellie at the time, in fact, we had a relationship for close to three years.”
I asked: “Was your break-up part of her departure from the studio?”
She said: “Not part, but, the total reason.”
Shocked, I said: “Wow! I had no idea that she would’ve took it that hard.”
Lily turned around to face me:
“Her? She took it hard! That bitch split up with me!”
I responded: “So, she called it off?”
She said: “Exactly, actually, it was because she was jealous.”
Surprised, I asked: “Okay, jealous of who?”
She answered: “Us.”
I said: (chuckling lightly): “Us, but we’re friends, didn’t she know that?”
She replied: “She did, but, she did not like the way that I looked at you.”
Curious, I asked: “Looked at me how?”
She said: “Well, ever since you walked into the studio, uh, I have a confession.”
Angrily, I said: “Well, spill you damned guts!”
She responded: “Okay, relax. Ever since you arrived at the dance company, and my life. You also found a way into my heart.”
Suddenly, my body got slightly warmer than usual:
“Aw, that is one of the most sweetest things that I ever heard, and Ellie saw that.”
She said: “Yes.”
I said in return: “How can I be so blind, Lily, come here.”
As soon as I beckoned her, we were caught in a really deep embrace. While we were holding each-other tight, Lily gave me a really deep kiss on the lips. Unfortunately, as soon as it started, Lily abruptly stopped kissing me:
“Shit! I’m sorry!”
I asked: “Over what? The kiss was good.”
She said: “Not that. Aren’t you close to someone?”
I responded: “It wasn’t what you call myself being close to someone, it was more of a one-nighter, really.”
Curious, she asked: “I know that you were with Savannah.”
I said: “Correct, but, the reason that she left was the same reason that Ellie left, but, I called it off.”
She asked me: “Was it because of your ‘one-nighter’ with Pressley?”
Shocked, I asked: “How the hell did you know that?”
She said: “Well, I heard from Brady that Pressley told him that you were using her because Savannah was cheating on you with Hannah.”
Chuckling, I said: “I’d bet that having sex with silent Hannah is just like having sex with a mail-order sex doll.”
We both laughed hysterically at my joke, when we stopped laughing, I said:
“Well, after our ‘encounter’, Pressley told me that she liked Brady. I hope that she’s happy with his ‘small package’.”
Laughing, she said: “I snuck a peek at the lockers while he was changing, and I do not agree with your analysis. It is pretty big. Also, he has eyes for Hannah.”
I said: “Boy, she sleeps around, doesn’t she. Hold on, she’s bi?”
She said: “Maybe, also, I am curious as to how experienced you are.”
I said: “Well, you first.”
She said: “Okay, Ellie and I got intimate about a year and a half into our relationship, we kissed at first. Eventually, our kisses got more passionate, then, she moved on to rubbing my vaginal folds. Before we broke up, we started to really explore and wound up licking our folds and sucking on our clits. The orgasms she gave me were really hot, and vice versa.”
Hearing Lily’s story got me hot and bothered:
“Mmm, well, what happened with Savannah and I was very similar to your story, except, with, Pressley, she taught me how to finger.”
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