(This story can be f4f, or f4t or f4m, or it can include men as well as women and trans women! I’m comfortable with any combination!).

Her name’s Grayson Sevalis. She’s 24 years old and being a world famous dancer is basically all she’s ever wanted. It was hard, grueling, tortuous work to get to the level she was at and Grayson still felt like she wasn’t good enough after graduating from dance academy.

Finding consistent work was difficult, to put it lightly. She’d worked with various dance companies and various other things where she utilized her talents, but was viewed as too much of a free spirit. Too individual, not willing to be in the background.

They weren’t wrong, maybe she was too focused on being the star, being in the spotlight. Actually being employed was the important issue here, Grayson needed to stop wasting her time butting heads with people. But maybe there was a way for her to stand out.

Randomly, while she was on a walk in New York she was approached a little woman with her blonde hair in a ponytail. She handed Grayson a flyer and almost immediately left before she had much time to question her.

It was a flyer for a competitive dance troupe in Brooklyn, apparently an up and coming one that was starting to recruit new promising talent.

“A Dance League where everyone is a star!” It talked in vague but exciting terms, there was something off about this. Like there was some element I wasn’t quite aware of.

“This relatively new and extremely exciting dance league attracts a cult-like niche fanbase that has propelled this league into unprecedented success and popularity for the brand of innovative entertainment it provides!”

Okay, she just had to see what the fuck this was. It was too intriguing to pass up.

She alled them up and sent some tapes. Apparently they ate it up and absolutely wanted her to do a proper audition in person. Exciting stuff, but she still wasn’t sure about this place. Their email was weirdly persistent in mentioning her sex appeal. Like yeah, sex appeal is definitely a thing and something they look for but it was definitely strange the emphasis they put on it.

About a week later she arrived at this specific group’s practice building. Super nice place, spacious and clean and well staffed. All by absurdly attractive women. Woof.

Grayson talked to the blue haired, bespectacled girl at the desk and she quickly went to the back room. A long period of waiting before she finally came out and gestured hrr in.

“Alright, they’re ready. You must’ve made quite the impression. They’re super excited to see you!” Grayson grinned and gave her a wink. God, this was gonna go so great. Time to rock their socks off.

Oh my god, she thought. Even more beautiful women, all fit and dripping in sweat. Thick too, but not in an unappealing way. They were fit and slender, but had just the right amount of curves in all the right places. Grayson smiled timidly and waved. Okay, maybe she wasn’t the shit.

Her senses were immediately bombarded with a heavy, thick smell of exertion as I entered the room. Even stronger than what she’s used to. It was supremely overwhelming, dirty…erotic. Like there’d been a massive orgy here.

Or the equivalent.

“Hey there.” A gorgeous 6 foot woman with wild blonde hair flashed a bright smile. “You must be Grayson. Just watch our routine and then we’ll see what you can do.”

Moaning, kissing, fingering, grinding, licking, twerking, squirting. Sex toys. All somehow extremely rhythmic and mixed in effortlessly with the filthiest sexiest dancing she’d ever seen.

Grayson wanted to leave. She thought she did, anyway. But why were her legs standing still and why was her cunt hot and pulsing then? Once they mentioned how much money winning teams received in this, that was basically all her broke ass needed to hear. God, she was going to do this wasn’t she?

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Hey, I’d absolutely LOOOOOVE to do a longform semi-slice of life story about a group of erotic dancers in a strange new competitive sport becoming good friends and twerking their way to the top!

Ww can worldbuild or change the premise to whatever we can agree on, everything is negotiable! If you want, we can make the erotic dance league way more mainstream, with worldwide popularity and even a World Cup-esque international tournament. The possibilities are endless!

Lots of sex and erotic dancing involved, but I’d love to have interactions, friendship and possibly romance between our characters! That’d be so fun :)

The story would follow my character Grayson being taught the ropes, getting to know the other characters on this dance troupe and our team going form practices to beating every team in our sexy erotic dance league! Lots of opportunities for super dirty dancing, as dirty as you want to go!

The dancing wouldn’t just be erotic, but full on sex mixed with dancing! Twerking on each other, fingering, eating each other out, squirting, sex toys, the works. I’d love for this to be a really positive and friendly atmosphere that’s paradoxically EXTREMELY filthy and sexual.

They will be full on, intricate choreographedhed dances, which I think is way more interesting than just having them fuck on stage and calling it s dance routine lol.

Maybe some group sex or flings with audience members after winning games would be fun too ;)

Please send me a detailed response in DM’s and I’ll get back to you!

Kinks: Erotic dancing, twerking, music, group sex, forced orgasm, orgasm denial, orgasm control edging, cumplay, squirting, sweat, breast worship, cock worship, ass worship, public sex, breast worship, teasing orgies, sex toys, latex, yoga pants gymwear, muscles and fit women.