#lapdanc

[getinmylap]

irl: a game with a friend

My good friend and I like to play a little game.

Whenever there's a window of time where no will will miss either of us, I go there or she comes here. I sit down in a chair. She puts on a song. I give her a dare: Bet she can’t give me a lap dance me so good that I cum hard just from her dancing…no hands, no mouth, no penetration. Just her, working her body all over my throbbing cock through my clothes however she wants, slowly getting harder and faster and filthier as she feels me grow for her in the moment. she wins if she forces me to drain myself just for her. i win if she gets off before me, going crazy on me like i'm a fucking mail-order toy, soaking me from the waist down. she gets so fucking wet.

Sometimes she's so good that I'll frantically undo my belt and yank my pants and boxers down my legs, just enough to squeeze her asscheeks around my cock with my palms. she instinctively grips my thighs for leverage as stabs her hips into me, grinding up and down my length to the beat. i thrust and move inside her ass to match her, telling her how bad i want her to drench my cock in her sweat and juice.

The last time she won, I came so hard up against her back dimples that it shot halfway up her spine. just paused with her back still to me, all slick and arched and red from my handprints, heaving from panting mixed with moans out of her control. she asked me to grab her hair and pull it back while she sat, patiently waiting to feel my thick load travel back down her back in beads.

When she wins, she gets what she wants. We switch places. She gets into the chair and knocks her knees open. I drop down on mine and force my tongue inside her, moving out to flick it in tight circles around her clit before I chew on it, then suck it into my mouth hard like i'm taking a breathalyzer. soon, she's slamming her pussy into my face as she pushes me harder against her by the back of my head. when i taste her getting close, i'll focus all my eating on her clit, moaning as I snack and working my fingers into her until she shrieks and drips into my mouth.

#fantasy #fantasies #irl #me irl #my fantasy #fanfic #smut #smutfic #smut fic #lapdanc #dance #dancing #grind #grinding #me #mine #my own #tease #teasing #sexy #sexy writing #my fantasies #grindonme #grind on me #danceparty #what i crave #cravings #short shorts #denim

[junkyardspider]

Mr. Bonzo’s on his way,,,

he also does lapdances

#this is what alex and jonny asked to see when they wrote the episode #mr bonzos on his way he wants to strip he wants to slay #stripper! mr bonzo #he also does lapdances #absolutely kills at stag parties #you decide in what way #mr bonzo in his pretty girl era #tmagp #the magnus protocol #tmagp spoilers #mr bonzo #mr. bonzo #tmagp12 #original art

[crookedvultures]

"I understand if I make you uncomfortable. You're still a nice girl, and I still like you."

→ DEATH PROOF (2007) dir. Quentin Tarantino

#death proof #stuntman mike #arlene butterfly #kurt russell #vanessa ferlito #quentin tarantino #tarantino film #tarantinoverse #tarantino movies #grindhouse #fyeahmovies #moviegifs #movie gifs #film edit #filmedit #dailyflicks #* #oh to eat bar nachos and then get run over by stuntman mike after giving him a lapdance

[wiha-jun]

MARTIÑO RIVAS

BAD GYAL's Perdió Este Culo Official Video

#imagine having martiño in your video and not having him lapdance with you #martiño rivas #martino rivas #bad gyal #perdio este culo #perdió este culo #*

[yourfriendf1nn3g4n]

TMAGP SPOILERS + BONZO

you enter the venue and he offers you a lapdance . what do you do

image credits to @a-mag-meme-a-day / @legendary-dumpster-fire

#the magnus protocol #tmagp bonzo #tmagp 12 #tmagp #tmagp shitpost #that fucking guy #magnus protocol #a mag meme a day #catgirl bonzo #worst lapdance ever #would not recommend #mr bonzo #bonzo #shitpost #im sorry

[oops-its-a-fanwork]

Dancing with the pirate boys~🕺💃

I simply think we should dance! Dancing is fun!💕

This pirate au is by @mega-punani and these are just my non-canon headcanons <3 check out their page for more! (she's currently not updating this au but her page is a lovely visit!)

Sans Sooo you know those dances where one person does very little dancing and the other person is pretty much dancing around them, pulling them in? He'd offer one of those dances as a 'haha gotcha now I don't have to do much' kinda thing, but little did he know how you'd turn the tables on him! Oh the shameless flirting as you danced your little heart out! Your fleeting touches as you flutter around him, the looks you give him, the proximity as you pull him close, face to face, only to then pull away for another wide twirl~ He's at the centre of the stage and he cant leave, since he promised you he would do this for you. But oh this man is flustered. He is bright blue. And he simply cannot move his eyes off you. Even years later you can still easily tease him by seductively asking him to dance. He'll get bright blue and flustered again immediately even after your little wink ;) Ah man, you got him good. (The crew definitely teases him about it alllll the time. He just hehehs some more.)

Papyrus Yes yes yes he would love to dance!! Papyrus loves folk dances, ballroom dances, silly dances, tangos, just- anything!! Please ask him to dance! And don't be surprised if he asks you to dance either! He loves the joy of dancing in a group and seeing how invested and/or exited everyone is. Depending on how he's feeling, he can be either 1: a little stiff due to being nervous (maybe dancing in the crow's nest with waves like these wasn't your best idea...), 2: lose and carefree and a bit over enthusiastic (an absolutely joyous occasion or some alcohol may do this) or 3: comfortable, confident and super romantic (and pretty dang good!). He truly sweeps you off your feet in an awesome way! Definitely the type to be chatty during a dance too so he'll absolutely flirt with you while holding you in a dip.

Blue Folk dances hell yeah!!!! He knows a ton of them, is really good at them and is very enthusiastic! You'll have a lovely time with him and the gang, and he somehow knows how to make you feel special dancing with him even though you are also dancing with a ton of others. Maybe it's the way he looks at you? The time after the dance is well spent too: you are warm and tired and he is telling you stories about the dances' origins and the places he's learned them. If you dance for long enough you might actually get a very rare chance to nap with him: two tired and content smiling nerds snoozing on the couch. Slick and strict dances aren't his thing though. He loves the way they look and how romantic they are, but doesn't have the patience to learn and perform them well. He'll sweep you off your feet in a different way!

Stretch Listen honey. He doesn't dance. He plays the music. Important distinction. You can, however, convince him to try when you two are separated from the rest of the crew. You’ll be in a bustling town and evening is falling, and a band softly plays music for a buzzing cafe with terrace. And you may convince him to let you put your hand on his shoulder, to put his hand on your side, to put his left foot here, and his right foot there, then take a step there… and he'll be sweating the entire time, holding his breath until you tell him to breathe, darling. And he'll be stunned at how close you are. And he won't notice that you're dancing so sweetly until the song is over and you ask if you could do that again sometime. And he responds with a soft and flustered "yes" and watches you meld into the crowd to collect some drinks for you both. And he reasons that Yes, he truly might do that again…

Red "Heheh you can give me a lapda-" "No. >:/"

I think it would be difficult to actually get him to properly dance with you. He might entertain you for half a song but then he'll start trying to convince you to leave the dance floor with him. Its just not really his thing, and on top of that he's actually kind of embarrassed about looking like a fool unless inebriated. If you are out dancing he'll definitely brag to everyone and their parents that you're his pretty partner though! In fact, he might start taking you out to dance when the ship is docked just to show you off (and to make sure you have a good time of course). He'll request whatever music you need from the sidelines and watch you go at it. Man he has it good~

Edge You can convince him to take classes with you and hell take them super seriously, but he may have been too self-conscious/busy to start on his own. Learning to dance wasn't really a priority back on his home island and he might care if the others make fun of him for it, especially given his perfectionism. If he can use your request as an excuse to do it though... that'll probably do the trick! He actually really enjoys it: it's structured and beautiful and he can choose to either be in the spotlight with you or in a group where he doesn't stand out. He gets good really really fast too, so unless you are already quite good at it he'll be teaching you soon enough. It's truly a lot of fun and you actually see him smile a lot doing this. Truly a massive win.

Black An absolute show off. He knows how to ballroom dance but would never tell anyone even if asked. Except for you it seems! He puts you two in matching outfits, asks for a dance, and then shows off the fact that he has mad skills for dances like this. If he really wants to show off he might even create a spotlight out of sun or moonlight on the both of you. And to top it all off, he makes you feel absolutely special throughout the whole thing! …You can absolutely use this closeness to fluster him though. He can't escape your flirts while holding you this close >:3c He won't really join in on sillier dances or folk-dances unless challenged to, but his footwork and discipline are amazing so he likely will excel at any structured dance if he's been able to observe it well enough (to everyone's excitement and surprise). Any freestyling he will fail at though.

Cash On the surface he's making it seem far too easy to get him to dance with you. He makes it seem like he's out to get close and steal your stuff while he's there (as if he needs the proximity), but it's mostly a facade to hide how nervous this makes him. Like, genuinely dancing together? That's… vulnerable. Like Stretch, the crew can't be near at all, and honestly even strangers like a band are too much. You can gently persuade him to dance to the tune of a music box or radio you brought. You know you've made a genuine connection when he DOESN'T show you he stole something afterwards, even though he did it right at the start to have an easy way out of the situation. No one wants to dance with a thief, right? He puts it back in your pocket the next morning, and seems much more mellow the following days.

Bear He has a strict 'no partying in the kitchen' rule for obvious reasons, but if you are often hiding in the kitchen for some quiet time and tend to play soft music he might sway subconsciously to it, and if he has some downtime during the cooking process you might be able to persuade him to gently sway with you for a little bit, creating a lovely big blush on his face. Do a little pirouette in his arms and his day is all better. Other than this he doesn't really dance when the occasion arises, but you will find that he is completely focused on you as you dance either a silly little swing or some beautiful dance. He has no jealousy at all seeing you dance with others, mainly because his focus is entirely on you <3

Cinnamon Although complicated choreographed dances are difficult due to his eyesight and general clumsiness, simple slow couples dance can be done just fine! Simply swaying with him will have him comfortable and a little flustered. He would love to enthusiastically dance too but he's worried about hurting you and possibly falling on his face and embarrassing himself. When you do end up slow dancing he often needs to hold himself back from squealing at how cute you are this close, and he needs to resist the urge to suddenly spin you in circles and hug you so close because aaaa cuteness aggression! If you give him express permission to show it you'll end up having a very good time giggling with him, it's super sweet :) Also I am convinced this man can tap dance (or at least is trying to learn to) so if you can convince him to show you his skills you can have a lot of fun together!

#Stretch writes about that first dance in his diary and squeals the entire time #papyrus x reader #sans x reader #undertale au #pirate au #Honestly if u do end up giving anyone a lapdance please pick Bear it's so fucking worth it--- #papyrus au #sans au #homemade fanworks #suggestive #< mainly for the lapdance mentions tbh #I hope the change in writing style between the crew isn't too strange to read? #I just did whatever felt right but they are very different now oops :p #edit: I called Bear Skull bc I've been working on my pokemon horror boy Skull while writing this oops it's fixed now

[xxnghtclls]

A Dance For A King

Sometimes the King would make you dance for him, for his amusement only.

The way he‘s watching you while you‘re slowly moving your hips to the erotic music. Like a predator who‘s watching his prey, for his to consume. The King and his plaything.

He likes to watch you. A small smirk on his lips. Taking in your movements, the way your feet move above the floor, your hands swaying gracefully, the soft fabric on your ass and hips. Thinking about how he‘s gonna ruin you next. You‘re his. There‘s no question about that. Doesn‘t matter if you saw him for the first time this night or if it‘s your 100th night dancing for the King.

You. Are. His.

He‘s watching intently. Quietly. You lock eyes with him. Crimson orbs stare back into you.

With a slow exhale he starts to lean back in his seat. His smirk and gaze never leaving your figure. His hips move forward in his seat, his thighs spread. A sign for you to come over to his lap. You love the way the fabric on his legs move around his crotch and thighs. His bare feet steady on the cold floor. A tongue appears on his stomach to lick its lips.

His head leaning against a fist of him like always, his remaining hands resting beside him. One hand moves to his thigh, two fingers tap on it.

Tap. Tap.

His smirk vanishes, his gaze grows more intense. He wants you on his lap. Now.

With a slow turn you gracefully sink to the ground. Your soft hair hanging down your shoulders, shining in the mixture of fire and moonlight. On all fours, you start to crawl in his direction, your eyes never leaving his. That‘s the way he likes it, you being beneath him.

He‘s a King after all.

Your face in front of his knees now, you look up into his face, his mouth twitches. Your eyebrows ask for permission to touch him. With a nod, almost not noticable, he agrees.

Your hands touch the fabric of his pants, slowly making his way towards his crotch. Crimson orbs never leaving your face. What a sight for him, having you sit there between his legs.

Slowly you put pressure on your hands (and his tighs) to move yourself up and gracefully swing your legs over his lap so that you‘re sitting on him, face to face.

Your heart is racing. The wetness between your legs increasing. Feeling the meat beneath his clothes isn‘t helping.

His red eyes flare up. His head leaves its position for a moment, for him to lean forward. His face inches from yours.

„I can smell you“ he hisses, his breath on your face.

Your breath quickens, the music starts to increase it‘s pacing. He leans back again into his previous position. Drums start, it‘s hyping you up to start your movements. It almost sounds like a ritual is being carried out. The air thickens.

You let your hips roll along his crotch, working in harmony with the music, slow but with intend. Your hands wander to his muscular chest, feeling his tattoos. His lips twitch, you imagine to notice a groan leaving his throat. Basically dry humping him, you notice two of his hands creeping up your thighs, softly scraping the skin with his nails, until they get a grip on your hips. You can feel his lengths grow in excitement underneath your walls. You like the thought of him enjoying what you‘re doing. His eyes wander up and down your body, taking in your curves and movements. You notice his breaths getting deeper and increase in pace. His right hand, the one he did not lean his head on, makes its way to your mouth, his thumb grazing your lower lip, revealing your bottom teeth for him.

„Such a pleaser“ he said in a calm tone, his eyes fixated on your teeth, before looking up into your eyes again.

With his hand leaving your mouth, the grip on your hips get tighter, he pushes you down on his crotch, more friction. Taking over your movements, he‘s rubbing you on his clothed cocks. Your wetness increasing, leaving the fabric you wear, making spots on his pants appear.

„Make some noise“ he commands quietly. You can hear his breathing.

The way the King is using you on him, to get his little plaything off, a thought you can‘t comprehend, it‘s making you whimper and after a short time, whimpers turn into moans.

„That‘s it.“ he says satisfied.

Noticing you’re about to reach your high, he stops. The lack of friction turns you dizzy. Him denying your orgasm, a typical show off of his power. He‘s licking his lips. A grin forming on his face.

„Time to dance with your tongue, slut.“

#giving the king a lapdance #true form sukuna #sukuna #sukuna smut #jjk smut #ryomen sukuna smut #true form sukuna smut #sukuna x reader #jujutsu kaisen smut #nighty talks #true form sukuna x reader #ryomen sukuna x reader #nighty drabbles

[getinmylap]

what is it about a girl who loves to give lap dances that gets me so worked up?

it’s a lot of things.

the anticipation the second she demonstrates she wants complete control, guiding me over to a chair or shoving me down on the edge of a bed.

the idea that she, and she alone, has the power to get me rock fucking hard in this moment. and how knowing that immediately starts to get her wet.

the simple yet insanely hot little things.

hands gripping knees, working her ass up, down and around my throbbing cock, one with the bass. slow, flirty and gentle at first, but nastier and more forceful as she realizes how much she craves me inside her. a little playful chatter maybe, but her hips are doing most of the talking. she peeks back over her shoulder and shoots me the filthiest, cockiest little look, grinning a bad girl grin that says “I know I’m fucking good.”

turning around to face me, straddling my lap and dragging her dripping lips against my zipper over my pants. she’s so wet I instantly feel her soak through three layers of fabric. the slutty showoff skirt she’s wearing is riding up around her waist, giving me the chance to grip her ass so hard I’ll leave fingerprints. As she sighs and softly moans into my ears and against my neck, i guide her writhing body to the music, thrusting up into her to match every yearning grind.

she grabs the back of my head and shoves my face hard into her sweaty tits, and i instinctually start to lick, bite, suck and drool all the skin I can fit into my mouth as arches her back and slams her hips deeper and sharper and harder into mine.

the second neither of us can wait another second, she impatiently yanks my pants down and greedily grabs for my aching, twitching cock, squeezing and stroking it as she moves to sit down right where she wants. leave those drenched panties on…yank them to the side and let me fucking IN.

this is the best sex EVER — a continuation of the dance, except now every single one of her rhythmic hip swivels is met by me sinking deeper and deeper into her with everything i got. forehead to forehead. sweat and spit everywhere. Heavy exhales become curses, curses become uncontrollable moans. fucking otherworldly.

hands on her hips, squeezing for the best grip as I fill her up. hands on her tits, pinching and slapping and pulling them so hard against my face I can’t breathe. and my favorite: one hand snapping her head back by her hair, the other fingering her ass hard as fast as she rides.

i pull her against me close as she cums, squirming and screaming uncontrollably while our slick steaming skin heaves and slaps and sticks together. then it’s my turn, and she gets to pick where. all over her face while she’s kneeling between my legs, eagerly licking and sucking me to finish. all over her stomach and tits. coating the insides of her thighs so she can watch it slowly drip down her legs. wherever and whatever the fuck she wants.

that’s why i love a girl who loves to dance.

#fantasy #fantasies #my fantasy #fanfic #smut #smutfic #lapdanc #lapdance. #dance #dancing #grind #grinding #me #mine #my own #tease #teasing #sexy #sexy writing #my fantasies #grindonme #grind on me #danceparty #sexythoughts #cocktease #what i crave #cravings

[stelly38]

Beat me, Tennis Daddy. Please.

#aidan turner #beautiful men #sweet baby jesus #fifteen love #Fifteen Love Press #glenn lapthorn #Glenn Lapdance

[king-krisu]

Kalajoki 2.0 I will always love you

#käärijä #jere pöyhönen #im rock hard #that lapdance was simething else #you payed for a show AND onlyfans extra

[lxvvie]

Lmao, Simon definitely had Ctrl on repeat and was blasting Broken Clocks while smoking a cig 🤣🤣

Y'ALL—

Like he knows Broken Clocks by heart.

Simon lemme find out you used to hustle in someone's strip club.

#call of duty imagines #call of duty #simon ghost riley #not simon liking szaaaaaaaa~ #gimme a lapdance lmaoo

[justasinningsaint]

sometimes i just want to dress like perry the platypus and dance to gasolina without a care in the world

#or i want a lapdance from perry dancing to gasolina i haven't decided yet #animals #just in case

[bibliophiliaxvignette]

This is my first fic that I have ever posted! I am so nervous and excited to share it with you all! I started reading Wildfire by Hannah Grace and was immediately inspired to create this little Gwynriel piece!

Read a little snippet below the cut! Hope you enjoy! ♥️

“Are you a burglar?” She jumps, turning towards him.

At the first full glimpse of her face, Azriel completely loses his breath. She has wide, moon bright eyes, the color of the Mediterranean sea. Freckles decorate a pert, upturned nose. And her lips, the color of rose petals, parted on a gasp, turn upwards in a small smile. A sweet blush dusts her cheeks and nose, keeping her freckles company.

“Sorry, you startled me.” Her teeth sink into her plush bottom lip, as she glances down and then back up, doing a quick perusal of him. Azriel does his best not to squirm under her bright eyes, giving himself an internal pep talk. Cool, Az, keep it cool.

“Does it count as burglary if I never intend for the stolen goods to leave the property?”

Azriel hums in response. “Valid question. I wish I studied law so I could answer for you.”

She shrugs a delicate shoulder, looking at him conspiratorially.

“Surely if the owner never finds out, I’m okay, right?”

“How about you tell me what you’re looking for and then I’ll decide if I need to report you to the authorities?”

She scuffs the bottom of her shoe against the tile, fighting a smile, and leaning back against the counter behind her.

“I just wanted a glass. I don’t like to use plastic, if I can help it,” she says, gesturing to the kitchen island littered with plastic solo cups. “Do you know how much single use plastic ends up in the ocean? How damaging it is to the delicate ecosystems?” Her eyes glow as she describes the different kinds of animals in the oceans she wants to protect with this crusade through his kitchen for a glass and Azriel decides whatever cause makes her face light up like that, he’s on board.

He pushes past her towards the cupboard by the sink and grabs a glass for her without a word. She takes it, glancing up to meet his eyes.

“You…live here…don’t you?”

He pushes down a laugh, unsuccessfully.

“Yes.”

She nods, pulling her lips into her mouth, an adorable look on her face. Her cheeks tinge pink again and Azriel thinks that he could get used to causing that flush across her face.

#ahhhhhhh my first fic ever! #honestly tho I am so thankful to this fandom for inspiring me to start writing again #acotar #gywnriel #gwynriel fanfic #bonus nessian #my writing #there may or may not be a Cassian lapdance #a court of thorns and roses