4 Corners: Dance with Me

"Oh! Ah!" Caleigh gasped the instant he came in contact with her quivering snatch. Her breath pitched sharply as she felt strong fingers spread apart her delicate folds and a slick, warm tongue pressed into her inner flesh.

August savoured her even as his desire for her increased tenfold by the second. The energy surged within him as he tasted her. He flicked his tongue on her clit eliciting trembles from deep within the young woman. His dark finger pumped smoothly within her pink flesh.

Caleigh clutched her thighs together, her sensitive soft skin rubbing against August's head. She looked down, her small mouth rounding into an 'O' as she gasped, and watched through glossy eyes as August indulged in her tender body. The concentration, the wanton desire, in her partner was as intense as a fireball blasting through a forest. Her whole body was quaking and if it weren't for his strong hands and the wall behind her, she was certain to collapse.

Their passion heightened their senses. The music from the stereo pulsed through their heads but their own heartbeats set the rhythm of their encounter. Every damp kiss and suckle, every quivering gasp and moan increased the tempo.

The young woman was dripping wet now. All of August's fingers were slick and glistening. She was sweet like honey and he could have gone on for hours tasting her but his hardened cock was demanding its own satisfaction. He looked up at Caleigh. Her pretty face was flushed red, her slender eyes glassy, and she was breathing hard. Inwardly, he smiled -- a deep, dark, carnal smile. His partner had no idea what to be expecting next from him.

Once again, the song faded and the CD stopped.

August rose, wrapping his arms around Caleigh and picking her up like a feather pillow. As he carried her to the lounge chair, the two looked long into one another's eyes. Both were almost expressionless but Caleigh could see deep within August. What she saw was raw and powerful and it shook her to her core. She braced herself.

The music had ended. Their dance was just beginning.

August slowly lowered her down into the big chair. The satin material cushioned her body as he leaned forward and they shared another long, deep kiss. As they did, August pulled at her tights, tugging them over her belly and slipping them down her legs and off her feet. He stood back to admire her body. He was reminded that she was a dancer with a smoothly shaped, lean and well-toned body. The deep purple of the chair perfectly heightened the creaminess of her skin.

Caleigh eyes shifted carefully down his face and body to the crotch of his shorts. The normally baggy clothing was now stretched taut from underneath, August's swelling desire tent-poling the material. She looked up quickly, anxiously at his face once more.

Silently, August reached into his pocket and pulled out a condom packet. He held it in his teeth as he pulled down his shorts and kicked them aside. Taking the packet and tearing it open, he snickered to himself, "Thanks for getting the size right, Jimmy Dean."

Caleigh's body curled up slightly in the chair as she watched him coolly work the condom onto his rigid length. The late afternoon sunlight that seeped through the windows slipped around the rolls and bumps of his rounded muscles. Yellow light highlighted his dark, ebony skin. He was young but he had little curls of black hair on his broad chest which she had never noticed before. And as he slipped the condom on, she was drawn to his cock once more. Almost a dark purplish-brown, it was long and thick, rippling with veins and it seemed to throb from the strains and swells building within August.

She could feel the unbridled intensity as he stood apart from her. As he moved towards her, she readied her fine-tuned body to be wrapped around that intensity. They embraced warmly as they engaged in another heated kiss, lips and tongues jockeying for position. Caleigh's skin shivered as she felt his rigid cock brush along her belly and thighs.

August pulled her hips forward to the edge of the chair, her body slumping into the back cushion. The young woman offered little resistance as he propped her legs up and over the arms of the chair. Caleigh was spread wide, her glistening snatch fully exposed.

Her eyes couldn't focus, alternating glances at the cool look on August's face and his hard length throbbing just inches away from her. Her taut tummy rose and fell with her nervous breaths.

August held his cock firmly at the base. He rubbed it along the soft flesh surrounding her appealing opening, savouring the moment...the moment all conflict in his mind about his feelings for Caleigh had been settled. Sometimes friends, sometimes dance partners, at this moment they were neither of those. August never felt such a passionate release.

Bracing a hand on the back cushion over her head, the young man steadied the head of his cock at her slit with an imposing deliberateness. Then he drove forward with a firm thrust of his hips.

"Ahh!" Caleigh's mouth yawned open as she gasped aloud. Her brows arching high above her widened eyes, she watched in awe as his dark length sank into her nubile body. She felt every inch rub past her tender petals and a charge of lightning shot through her body.. August was so thick, so long, he seemed to take forever to move into her.

His face came close to hers as he sank in to the hilt of his crotch. Both their mouths were open wide, less than an inch apart, as they shared heated, quivering breaths. They remained that way for seconds before August leaned forward past the invisible wall and gave her an impossibly soft kiss on her lips.

The young man's strong wide hips rolled smoothly as he quickly got into his motions. Swift, long strokes filled Caleigh with increasing rapidity.

"Uhn! Oh! Ah!" the young dancer gasped with each solid thrust.

August's stomach muscles tightened as he continued to pump harder into Caleigh, sinking deep into her tender warmth. He felt her legs clinch against his side, bracing herself against his body as he rocked her faster and faster. The large chair held its ground even as the two bodies shifted their passionate session into high gear.

As she felt and watched him find his rhythm, Caleigh began to steady. Her dancer's training guided her as she recovered her breath. Her hips and tummy shifted, her toned muscles tensed and eased, syncing with August's sturdy thrusts. She could feel him better now, feel the slow swells and throbbing pressure from his cock from within her. A tingle flowed from her chest and she groaned aloud again, "Uhn! August!"

August smiled. He was well experienced at this. The fact that he had waited so long to indulge in his deepest desires made this moment all the more satisfying. He also knew Caleigh's body well, what it was capable of, and that excited him even more.

"Get up, Cal," said with a deep, breathy voice. He pulled her from the seat as he withdrew, his cock already glossy and damp.

He led her around to the back of the large chair and leaned her back against it. They gazed at one another as he gently brushed away the strands of hair that had fallen across her pretty pink-flushed face. They kissed, Caleigh's tongue drawn from her mouth and tangling with August's. His large lips were so warm and tender.

Then August reached down and lifted Caleigh's leg. Her nimble limb stretched high, resting her calf on his shoulder. August kissed her ankles and shin before moving in. With a smooth shift of his hips, his cock drove upwards, burying itself within Caleigh's sweet spot.

With each burgeoning thrust, Caleigh was lifted to her toes on the one foot still on the ground. She was stretched into a standing split yet all she felt was August's thick length propelling into her over and over.

"Ahn! Ahn! Oh my god!" She gasped and then clasped the sides of his face and pulled him in, wrapping her mouth over his lips whenever she could.

August's own lips, like his undulating hips and stomach, were in constant motion, moving from her mouth to her ears, to her neck, glossing her white skin with wet licks of his tongue.

The heat around them was building quickly as their groans and gasps filled the empty apartment, sounds of their passionate love-making bouncing along the walls. Once more, August slipped his cock out. Caleigh's leg dropped, and just as her foot touched the floor, she felt the man's hands at her waist, spinning her around. He leaned her forward. As Caleigh grasped the back of the chair, August positioned himself behind her, nudging her ankles far apart on the floor. He looked down, admiring her rounded, firm bum, wrapped in smooth pink flesh. He nuzzled the head of his cock between her cheeks.

"Uhn!" Caleigh groaned as she felt him surge into her with a stiff stroke. Her head snapped back slightly as his crotch slapped up against her bum.

There was little build up now in August's movements. His strokes escalated with fervor. The room was filled with the sounds of damp slaps of flesh as he pumped hard into Caleigh's backside. He looked down with intense satisfaction as his ebony length sank swiftly into her repeatedly. He firmed his jaw, breathing deeply through his nose, as he held her slender waist and bucked into her, tanning her bum till it glowed pink.

Caleigh tried to steady her position, shifting on her spread out legs, digging her fingers into the cushions of the couch. "Oh! Oh god! Ah! August! Ah!" she cried out, her face contorting and straining.

Strands of light brunette hair fell across her face and neck. August reached for the band holding her hair in a ponytail and yanked it off letting the rest of the young woman's silky locks flow freely. He reached back and undid the band in his own hair, the long corn rows dropping to his neck.

They were completely unhindered, their honed bodies basking in the afternoon sunlight pouring through the window, glistening beads of sweat like stars on ebony and white flesh. Neither of them had allowed themselves to imagine just how good they could be together like this. Each stroke of his rigid length filled August with a passionate vigor that made his whole body quake. He grunted and growled aloud unabatedly, sinking his fingers into her soft flesh as he pulled her in and filled her with swift spikes of his hard, hot cock.

Caleigh dragged her forehead along the top of the chair, the velvet material wiping the perspiration from her brow. She bit down carefully on the side of her finger, her eyes closed, as she absorbed the confident thrusts of her dance partner, her lover. Their training gave them both heightened stamina, but she already felt the rush within her taking its toll. Even as her legs began to tremble and the knots in her tummy and throat tightened, she wanted this to last forever.

August slipped out once more. He turned Caleigh around to face him. As he kissed her, he bent her down, lowering her onto the floor. The cool wooden surface touched her back causing her to eke out a gasp. August kneeled down between her bended knees and watched her shift slowly and seductively on the floor, her light brunette hair falling around her glowing face. He had to taste her one more time.

"A-a-ah!" Caleigh twisted her head and mouthed her smooth shoulder as she felt August slick his tongue up and down her slit again. Her groans seeped out in trembling breaths now. Her body had long been surrendered. It was all for August to lead and guide.

August savoured her dampness, her sweetness on his tongue and lips like crisp, ripened fruit. He dragged his tongue hungrily around, along, and within her twitching folds and licked and nipped at her tingling clit. His cock was aching now, swollen to a painful rigidity. He made his way up her body, her flat tummy arching upwards as he rounded her belly button. His ebony fingers fondled her firm, white breasts as he sucked on her straining nipples. His large lips felt the groans surge up from her throat and escape her lips with lingering satisfaction.

Finally he looked upon her glittering, pink face. Her beautiful slender eyes were glassy but steady and her small red lips were slightly parted. He brushed away some hair matted to her forehead and smiled.

Caleigh looked up into his handsome, dark face. Her hands held fast around his muscular back as he lowered his body onto hers. She gasped, "August, I...I..."

August grinned but that quickly faded he moved in and kissed her deeply. His strong arms held her firmly and steadied her trembling body as he thrust his hard length into her.

"MMmnn!" Caleigh groaned into his mouth. The feel of his cock as it surged within her was familiar now but no less imposing nor unwelcomed.

Even on the cold hard surface of the floor, August was relentless, his stiff strokes no less fierce as he reveled in the feel of Caleigh's sweet, warm body around his cock. As he felt her arms hold him tighter, and her legs cinch upward and clench around his torso, it was all the encouragement he needed to fill her with rapid, potent thrusts. Each stroke was sure and deliberate, almost withdrawing completely before the full length surged in again, his crotch slamming hard into her.

Caleigh felt each one of his explicit strikes, her body absorbing every one of them. Her toes clenched. Her feet whirled in the air following the rhythm of his undulations as their session reached a fevered pitch.

"Ah! Ah! August! Oh my god!" Caleigh's cried, the ecstasy in her voice sounding so foreign to her. He was so strong, so powerful -- she could have never imagined.

August slipped his arms under the bends of her knees, bending her agile body, rolling her bum up from the floor. She was folded in half, her legs bent up to the side of her chest, allowing unimpeded thrusts of his slick cock. Their eyes were trained on one another, inches apart. Hot breaths passed between them as sweat from August's brow fell onto Caleigh's cheeks and around her lips.

"Ah! Cal!" August groaned.

They were cresting now. All their training and discipline was tossed aside as they surrendered to their desire and passion. Abbreviated cries and grunts, unsteady breaths and gasps, filled the room. Both of them strained and groaned, their bodies aquiver, trying to stretch their moment together. Caleigh dug her fingers into August's back. His buttocks rolled and ached with shorter, swifter strokes.

Caleigh squeezed her eyes shut, so tight that a tear streamed from each of them. Every muscle in her body tensed. She inhaled deeply, held her breath, then groaned, "Ahhhn!"

A surging release flooded out from deep within her body. It was so wet and warm. It shook her to her inner core as every last breath slipped from her lips in a trembling, raw groan. Her head listed back as she gasped and blinked towards the ceiling. "Oh god, August!" she sighed heavily as she felt the dampness drip down her milky skin.

Hearing the prolonged and intense cry of his partner spurred August on towards his on climax. Dropping her legs down, his hips slipped harshly between her soft thighs with definitive strokes of his cock. He embraced her tightly, pressing as much of her loving body along his as he could. He felt his stomach strain and his buttocks tense as he bucked into her one last time.

"Uhhn!" he gasped, chasing that with a ferocious grunt as he felt a rush through his body. His swollen cock gushed a stream of rich, sticky jism, filling the condom. He crunched his stomach, squeezing out more cum each time he did, pushing his cock as deeply as he could into Caleigh's tenderness.

"Ah god! Ah! Cal," he rasped with heavy breaths as he rubbed his forehead against the side of her head as he collapsed against her body. Even out of breath and every muscle in his face and body aching now, he loved saying her name, "Caleigh."

Caleigh looked up at the ceiling. She sniffed back anymore tears and her body hitched slightly as she felt August throb and twitch inside of her. As she slowly recovered, she never stopped holding him, stroking his back as it rose and fell and brushing his head tenderly.

Their bodies were glistening with perspiration as the afternoon sun fell into the horizon. Strong, toned, dancers bodies, white skin pressed against ebony flesh. The partners, the lovers, stayed joined long after their dance floor fell dark.

********* Mrs.Bailey never stopped enjoying watching her son dance. Each time she saw him, which was often these days, it was like the first time and it was enough to swell her eyes with tears every single time. The young spirited beauty he had for a partner was no less entrancing and the combination of the two of them lifted her away from any past bitter memories and concerns she once carried with her.

She wasn't alone in her feelings though.

The type of perfection and love of the art displayed on the dance floor each time Caleigh and August stepped onto it was capable of buoying the spirits of everyone in the audience. Whether it was for competitions or for exhibitions, no matter what dance they were doing, the two young performers showed just how far putting trust into one person can go.

And Caleigh trusted August implicitly -- she never had any cause to doubt him. August would never breach that trust. He held her with all his strength like she were the prize of his life. He held her as if he was making love to her.

The choreography, a daring blend of dances and risqué storytelling, sent ripples of hushed whispers amongst the audience but they were all entirely mesmerized -- some even holding in solemn arousal. Every hold was done with a graceful passion, every entwined position convincingly sold the desire that palpably existed between them.

Thalia sat off in the wings admiring her creations and how well the two dancers brought them alive. She would have to go back into her romance novel collection for some new ideas. The two were strong, the movements so fluid and confident, the choreographer patted her chest feeling a bit choked up.

The audience was already on their feet before the dance had ended, a roar of applause and cheers filling the cavernous auditorium. Mrs.Bailey looked around with pride and joy before calling out her son's name. Thalia made her way to the front to blow the two kisses.

In the glare of the spotlight, Caleigh and August stood together holding hands with firm grips. They acknowledged the appreciation from the darkened crowds washed out behind the white stage lights with waves and bows.

Amidst the cheers, Caleigh leaned aside. Through a bright smile she asked her partner, "Where's your mother's car?"

August continued to wave as he answered, "Out back. Far corner of the parking lot."

Caleigh giggled as she wrapped her hands around August's strong arms and pulled him away off stage, her steps high and brisk.

Thalia watched them disappear behind the stage curtains. She grinned crookedly, knowingly, and growled "Fierce."

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Other stories set in the fictional residence of the 4 Corners will be forthcoming. Stories will be set in each of the 6 apartments. It's not necessary to read them in any particular order but hopefully you have fun picking up characters and situations from one story to the next. Please look for them in days to come or via my author's profile.

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