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slut-problems: I’ve trained since I was seven…

slut-problems:

I’ve trained since I was seven as a serious dancer. I was a cheerleader in high school and college. Now I’m a dance coach and I know it sounds weird but as soon as I started having sex when I was seventeen I realized that all of my training as a dancer wasn’t really about dancing. It’s what they call a head fake. You know, when you think you are learning one thing, but you are really learning another. 

Dancing is the biggest head fake of all. I thought I was learning dancing, but I was really learning how to be a flexible little fuck. I was learning how to be a little fuck doll for men. 

Now, it’s my turn to give back. All the little girls in my classes are learning when they are doing the splits and sticking their legs behind their heads. I know they think they are learning to dance, but someday they will think back and thank me just the way I’m thanking my old dance coach now. I can spread my legs further than all the other girls. That’s why guys love me so much. 

My whole life I had trained as a dancer and I never really gave…

My whole life I had trained as a dancer and I never really gave a second thought as to why. I thought I loved to dance because it was a way of expressing myself and my emotions, but as I got older I realized that all of the moves that I had learned were actually sex moves. I realized that I could easily go get a job as an exotic dancer, that my dance coaches had all taught me the necessary moves to sell myself and my body for extra cash. They had given me another way to earn my keep, but I wasn’t really sure that I wanted to be an exotic dancer. That seemed too simple. 

Instead, I used my dance skills to pleasure men for absolutely free, because I’m a slut and I love to fuck. When I tell guys that I used to be a dancer and that I can do all the different kinds of splits, their eyes light up like it’s Christmas and they can’t wait to get me back to their place or wherever it is they have planned to fuck me and have their way with me. 

Just this past weekend I was fucking this guy that owns a music store and he had me do a split up on the showcase counter and he drilled my asshole with his long cock. I realized in that moment that as a dancer I had trained my whole life for this. Every split, every toe-touch, every stretch I had practiced was for moments like this, moments where I would spread my legs for men and take their cocks in my slutty holes. All of us dancers were bred to breed, we were trained to be nothing more than flexible fuck-toys that men can bend to their will. As a dancer I can tell you that I’m not ashamed of this. I embrace it. I’ve been trained to please men with my body, and please them I shall. After all, I know how to do all kinds of splits. I might as well use them to make cocks happy!

slut-problems: I’ve trained since I was seven as a serious…

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I’ve trained since I was seven as a serious dancer. I was a cheerleader in high school and college. Now I’m a dance coach and I know it sounds weird but as soon as I started having sex when I was seventeen I realized that all of my training as a dancer wasn’t really about dancing. It’s what they call a head fake. You know, when you think you are learning one thing, but you are really learning another. 

Dancing is the biggest head fake of all. I thought I was learning dancing, but I was really learning how to be a flexible little fuck. I was learning how to be a little fuck doll for men. 

Now, it’s my turn to give back. All the little girls in my classes are learning when they are doing the splits and sticking their legs behind their heads. I know they think they are learning to dance, but someday they will think back and thank me just the way I’m thanking my old dance coach now. I can spread my legs further than all the other girls. That’s why guys love me so much. 

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