In a quiet dance studio somewhere in the Pacific Northwest, a 17-year-old ballerina practices her routine, her dark hair tied up in a bun as she stretches against the leg bar, blissfully unaware of what the night holds for her.
On a late fall evening, I was cleaning a local dance studio in the evening when I spotted her stretched across the pole, her leotard hugging her body, accentuating every nook and cranny and curve. I’m walking around doing my normal cleaning when I come across Britt doing a dance routine in one of the studios. I watch her from afar, seeing how her leotard presses against her supple breasts, tight ass, and small pussy. this isn’t the first time I’ve come across through dancing, and this time, you just have to have her. She doesn’t notice me watching her as she continues to dance, her routine getting more and more intense with each move she makes, the fabric of her leotard straining against her body. She finishes her routine and catches her breath, wiping the sweat from her brow. She turns around and sees standing there, a surprised look on her face. Without saying a word, I grab her and push her up against a padded wall, and with my hand on her throat, I pull down the front of your leotard with my free hand. and begin to tweak her nipples. Britt gasps in surprise as I push her against the wall and grab her throat, her eyes widening in shock. She tries to protest but your hand on her throat makes it difficult to speak. I begin to squeeze her throat as I keep tweaking her nipples, my fingers pinching and rolling them, her nipples growing hard and erect. Britt struggles against my grip, her breath coming in short gasps as I continue to assault her body. She tries to push me away but I’m too strong, my grip on her throat tightening even more. I run my hand down the front of her leotard between her legs and I can feel moisture accumulating and the heat of arousal seeping through the fabric. Britt’s face turns red with embarrassment as I feel the wetness between her legs. She squirms against my touch causing added friction against her pussy, her body reacting involuntarily to your actions. I release my grip on her throat, cup her chin, and move it to the side, so I have access to her neck. As I bite, kiss, and suck on her neck, I press against her clit through the fabric of her leotard. Britt lets out a soft moan as I bite and kiss her neck, her body betraying her as she leans into my touch. Despite her protests, her body is responding to my touch, her hips bucking against my hand as I press a finger against her clit. I pushed the soaking-wet crotch of the leotard to one side making direct contact with her clit with my thumb. I began to rub her clit circularly as I continued to kiss and suck on her neck, leaving little love bites from the base of her chin down to your collarbone. Britt lets out a soft moan as I push the leotard aside and make direct contact with her clit. Her body shudders as I begin to rub her, her hips bucking against my hand again, this time with more force. I bring my mouth down to her breast and I begin to suck and bite on her nipple, my tongue flicking and swirling around it as I continue to rub her clit. Britt arches her back, her body writhing under my touch. She lets out a low moan, her hands clutching at your shoulders as I suck and bite on her nipple. She tries to resist, but her body is giving in to the pleasure, her hips grinding against my hand. I moved my mouth to the other nipple taking it into my mouth and nibbling at it and sucking as I pressed harder against your clit, feeling you grind herself off on my finger. Britt lets out a gasp as I move to her other nipple, her body arching even more as I nibble and suck on it. She can’t help but grind against my hand, her body taking over completely. Her breathing is ragged, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she struggles to maintain control. Britt is on the verge of losing control, her body writhing and shaking as I continue to pleasure her. She can feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, her moans growing louder and more desperate. I pull my mouth away from her breast, leaving my hand pressed between her legs, allowing her to grind herself to completion. Britt is practically begging now, her body shaking with need. She looks at you with pleading eyes, her body begging for release. She knows she shouldn’t be doing this, but the pleasure is too much to resist. She grinds against my hand harder, her hips moving in a frenzy as she chases her release. Britt lets out a loud moan as she finally reaches her climax, her body convulsing as she squirts all over my hand. Her body shudders and trembles, her hips bucking wildly as she rides out her orgasm. She collapses against me, her body spent and trembling.
I hold her for a few moments until she recovers before pushing you against the wall, lifting her leg and putting it on a leg bar, and taking off my pants and boxers. I grabbed my cock and placed it against her wet pussy. Britt is still trembling as I push her against the wall, her body weak from the intensity of her orgasm. She looks up at me with a mixture of desire and fear as I lift her leg and place my cock against her wet pussy. She can feel the heat radiating from my body, and she knows what’s coming next. I pressed forward until ahead of my cock rest against her cervix. I feel her hymen give way as I thrust it into her while looking into her eyes with desire and lust. I move my hips back and forth. Britt gasps as I push into her, her body tensing as she feels the head of my cock press against her cervix. She lets out a small cry of pain as her hymen breaks, tears welling up in her eyes. I thrust into her fast and hard, fueled with a primal lust-filled drive with only one thing on my mind. Britt’s body is jolted with each hard thrust, her pain slowly giving way to pleasure. She wraps her arms around my neck, clinging to me as I take her roughly. Her body responds to your primal lust, her hips moving in time with my thrusts. Britt’s moans become louder and more desperate as I continue to pound into her. Her body is on fire, every nerve ending alive with pleasure. She can feel herself getting closer to another orgasm, her body trembling with need.
I pull away and pull her away from the wall bending her over. I ripped the crotch of her leotard before driving back into her from behind. Britt gasps as I bend her over and rip the crotch of her leotard, exposing her completely to you. She braces herself against the wall, her body quivering with anticipation as they drive into her from behind. I grab a handful of her ponytail and pull back with one hand as my other hand goes to her hip. Britt lets out a gasp as I grab her ponytail and pull back, her head arching back in pleasure. The pain only serves to heighten her pleasure, and she moans loudly as I continue to pound into her from behind. I continue to thrust into her, picking up speed and power with each thrust, my nails digging into her hip, trying to study us. Britt can feel the power behind each thrust, her body being rocked back and forth as I take her with a primal intensity. She can feel my nails digging into her hip, and the slight pain only adds to the pleasure. She’s completely lost in the moment, her body consumed by the sensations you’re giving her. My cock throbbing angrily against her g-spot, my balls slapping her clit with every single thrust, I can feel myself getting closer and closer to my climax. Britt can feel my cock throbbing inside her, the sensation driving her wild. She can feel my balls slapping against her clit with each thrust, sending jolts of pleasure through her body. She can sense that I am close to my climax, and it only adds to her building pleasure. She can feel my body tensing up as I get closer to your climax. She can sense the primal need in my movements, and she knows that I am on the verge of losing control. She braces herself, her body ready to receive my release. With a final, powerful thrust, I release inside her, my body shuddering with the force of my orgasm. Britt can feel my hot seed filling her up, and she lets out a loud moan of pleasure as she finally reaches her climax. Her body trembles and convulses, her orgasm crashing over her like a wave.
We stay connected like this for 5 minutes, my hands resting on the wall in front of us as we regain our strength and breath. Britt leans against the wall, her body still trembling from the intensity of her orgasm. She can feel my body pressed against hers, my breath hot on her neck. She closes her eyes and lets out a contented sigh, relishing the feeling of being filled and dominated by me. Over the next week, I called in sick, trying to avoid going back to the studio to clean. I’m eventually relocated to another site. Britt continues to go to the dance studio as usual, going about her business as if nothing had happened. But she can’t help but think about me and the way I took her so roughly. She misses my touch and the feeling of being dominated by me. But she knows that she can’t let anyone find out about what happened between you two, so she keeps her secret hidden away.
Britt can keep what happened between us a secret for 2 months, and after missing a period, it all comes back to her. Britt is in shock when she realizes that she’s missed her period. She’s always been so careful, but one slip up and now she’s facing the consequences. She tries to push the thought from her mind, hoping that it’s just a fluke and that she’s not pregnant. But as the days go by and her symptoms continue, she knows that she can’t deny it any longer. Britt is filled with a mixture of fear and uncertainty. She doesn’t know what to do. She can’t tell anyone what happened, and she certainly can’t tell her parents. She’s on her own, and she has no idea how to handle this situation. She tries to keep it together, going about her daily life as if nothing is wrong. But deep down, she knows that her life is about to change forever. After a month of extensive research, Britt tracks me down and knocks on my door…..
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