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This story is intended for adults only. While not
overly graphic, it refers to things that anyone less
than 21 years old should not be reading. If you are
turned off by ballet, Asian women or tights you should
not read further. If you don’t like Paris or France,
please don’t read this.

Preamble: In Chapter 1 we saw how Mike, an American
living in Paris, started taking ballet lessons from
Ann, a young and attractive Chinese woman, who was
brought up by her conservative parents in Paris. In
Chapters 2, 3 and 4 we read how Ann, as a student at
the Lycee, was introduced to sex by an unscrupulous
fellow student and one of his friends, and how
Valerie, the head of the dance academy, introduced Ann
to a private club just for women. At the club, Ann
was taught about love making between women by an
attractive Scandinavian woman who wore white fishnet
tights. In Chapter 5, Ann and Mike start seeing each
other outside of dance class. On an impulse, Ann
visits her favorite luxury tights and bodysuit
boutique where she buys a pair of pinstripe tights for
Mike to wear under his business suits. Later she and
Mike visit the boutique together. Sophie, the boutique
manager, helps Ann select an incredibly sexy black
lace tights and bodysuit combination and discovers
just how arousing it can be for Mike when he tries on
a pair of luxury tights himself. Ann watches
attentively as Sophie helps Mike find relief. Ann has
found in Mike a handsome and sensitive man, to whom
she is deeply attracted. With Mike, she feels in
control. Mike is happy to be led by the beautiful
Chinese woman down a path of sensual and sexual
discovery. Let’s see in where that path leads in
Chapter 6.

Chapter 6 Ann continues the story

I was very pleased by the progress that Mike was
making in ballet. His flexibility had increased, as
had his strength. He had a natural grace and good
looks, which had the potential of making him a good
dancer. I decided that he would dance in the pas de
deux, which I had planned for the class production in
the spring. His partner would be Alix.

I knew that Alix would jump at the opportunity of
dancing with Mike. She clearly had a crush on Mike.

“Alix, would you please stay after class? I need to
speak with you”. Alix nodded her head and after class
she stayed in the studio as the other students filed
out to the changing room. She did a few stretches at
the barre to keep warm. She had one leg up on the
barre as I approached her. I couldn’t help but admire
her figure. She had a perfect ballerina’s body: long
thin legs and torso, breasts not too large, attractive
face and a wonderful attitude and determination. Plus
she had a natural sensuality and the appealing
innocence of a teenager. As she danced, she looked
like a stork bending back and forth gracefully. There
was something quite sexy about the way she wore a pair
of black stirrup tights over her regulation pink
tights. She always rolled down the top couple of
inches of the black tights around the top of her hips.
The effect was to accentuate the length of her thin
torso. Like most ballerinas, she used quite a bit of
make-up, highlighting the fine bones of her face.

I couldn’t resist putting my hand on Alix’s leg
stretched out on the barre and for a moment I enjoyed
the feel of the muscles stretched taught under the
fabric of her tights. “Alix, I’d like you to dance the
pas de deux with Mike. It will require some
additional training sessions for you and Mike. We can
start this Saturday morning”. At that, Alix’s face
lit up. She nodded her head: “Oh, thank you, Ann.”
She put her arms around me and hugged me.

As for Mike, I wondered how he would feel about
partnering with Alix. I suspected he would be
delighted, but probably a little shy as this would be
his first dance performance. Naturally he would be
concerned about his ability to be a good partner. I
knew I would have to teach them to have confidence in
themselves and in each other. I began thinking of some
confidence building exercises to work on.

But perhaps I underestimated Mike. Even if he was
somewhat shy with his body (and who wasn’t?), he had
shown in his progress in my class and in the way he
was with Sophie at her boutique that he could be quite
confident in his body. As I thought of that, I smiled
to myself. It gave me great pleasure that I was able
to share my love of luxury tights and bodysuits with
Mike. I loved thinking of his wearing those
pinstripe tights under his suit at work. Their soft
but insistent clinging to his manhood must keep him in
a more or less perpetual state of arousal.

I started working with Mike and Alix the following
Saturday. We used my usual studio on the top floor.
I put them though their warm-up exercises and then
began introducing them to the movements I wanted them
to follow. They both concentrated very hard and the
time rushed by. Mike’s strength allowed him to lift
Alix without too much difficulty but he needed to have
more confidence in his ability to hold her and to help
her into position.

To finish the first Saturday morning session, I had
them do a confidence building exercise that I had used
in class before. I blindfolded each of them and then
had them use their fingers to discover each other’s
face. I let Alix start. Softly she traced the
outline of Mike’s face, his jaw, his eyes (through the
blindfold) and nose, his ears, the back and front of
his neck, and finally his lips. As she was
blindfolded, her sense of touch was heightened and she
had to see and discover his face through her fingers.
As they grazed Mike’s lips, he opened his mouth and
she touched his teeth and the tip of his tongue.
There was something very erotic about it. From the
way that Mike was holding his breath, it was clear
that he felt something stirring being blindfolded and
at the mercy, as it were, of the beautiful Alix.

When it was Mike’s turn, I had Alix lie on the floor
with her head resting on my lap. Tentatively he
reached out to touch her face and gently drew his
fingers around the outline of her face. Like Mike
before her, Alix drew in her breath and had to force
herself to breathe. When at last Mike was done, and
they had both removed their blindfolds, they looked
sheepishly at each other.

“Mike, Alix, next week we will continue with this kind
of exercise. I want you to both to get completely
comfortable with each other and each other’s bodies.
You both danced well today and I look forward to next
Saturday. By the way, Mike, next Saturday, I want you
to dance wearing your dance belt and tights, but no
top. In this pas de deux part of the visual interest
is going to be your strong tensing muscles as you lift
Alix. I want you to get used to it. As for you,
Alix, please wear an under-liner (you know the kind of
body stocking from Capezio?) under pink tights. I
want you to have a nude look when you dance on stage.
Both of you can, of course, wear warm-ups to begin
with.”

I must say I eagerly looked forward to the next
Saturday. During the week, Mike and Alix both came to
regular class, and I was pleased to notice that they
gravitated towards each other. I was confident that I
had made a good choice pairing them together. Alix
clearly had a strong attraction towards Mike, and Mike
could not help but be attracted by a teenage girl as
attractive as Alix. You might think it strange that,
in love with Mike as I was beginning to feel, I would
encourage his attraction to Alix. The fact is that
with Mike, I felt in control. I was enjoying getting
to know him and understand his sexuality. I liked the
way he allowed Sophie to bring him to climax in her
boutique. And, provided it was under my direction, I
would enjoy seeing Alix and Mike getting to know each
other sexually. Alix was a most appealing young woman
and I was looking forward to seeing her with Mike.

Saturday came. Again, I put Mike and Alix through a
warm-up routine. Alix was wearing a woolen warm-up
with camisole straps. Mike was wearing a t-shirt with
his black tights. After they were well warmed-up I
had Alix take off her woolens and Mike his t-shirt.
Mike muscular torso was covered in a fine film of
sweat. Alix was wearing a Capezio flesh colored body
stocking under pink tights. Her breasts were held
nice and firmly by the stocking material. The body
stocking, without being sheer, gave the impression of
near nudity. Mike and Alix together were a most
attractive sight.

For a confidence building exercise at the end of the
class, I again had them blindfold each other. “This
time, I want you to use your fingers to explore and
discover each other’s bodies. I suggest you both
start standing up.” Standing facing each other,
blindfolded, Alix and Mike reached out to each other.
Alix touched Mike’s torso and felt the muscles of his
chest. Mike ran his hands up the Alix’s side, feeling
the leanness of her fine body through her stocking.
He moved his hands to her back and it seemed was
feeling each bone of her spine as he moved his hands
up her back. When they reached the top of her
stocking near her shoulder blades, he traced the edge
of the stocking under her armpits and to the top of
her breasts to the thin camisole straps holding her
body stocking in place. Meanwhile Alix had circled
her hands around Mike’s neck and was feeling the
muscles at the back of his neck. Alix ran her hands
down Mike’s back until they reached the top of his
black tights. She briefly put both thumbs under the
elastic and then moved her hands over his butt feeling
for the dance belt he was wearing. I watched them
feeling each other, not saying anything so as not to
break the spell of their discovery of each other’s
bodies. I was wondering though, would Mike touch her
breasts, would Alix run her hands over the front of
his tights? Alix took the initiative by turning her
back to Mike. As she leaned into him, he ran his
hands over her stomach and up to her rib cage. As he
did, she took his hands and boldly moved them over her
breasts. He cupped them and felt their weight and
then felt for her nicely erect nipples through the
nylon of her stocking.

Mike took the next initiative. He led Alix to the
floor and helped her lie on her back. He placed her
feet on his lap. He undid the straps holding her
Pointe shoes in place. He traced the strap of the
stirrups of her pink tights under her feet and
massaged her toes. He felt her strong arches and
moved his hands up her calves feeling each muscle on
the way. Alix slightly spread her legs as Mike moved
his hands up to her thighs. He paid particular
attention to her inner thighs before moving his hands
up to the top of pink tights and tracing the elastic
of her tights around her waist. Alix raised her hips
as Mike rolled the pink tights down her legs and took
them off. Now Alix was clad in only her body
stocking. If only Mike wasn’t blindfolded, if only
he could see the way the stocking clung to Alix’s
pubic mound and revealed, as much as it covered, the
folds and creases of her teen-age spot. Was it sweat
or some other moisture that was causing the stocking
to cling to her pubis? This time, when Mike ran her
hands over Alix’s legs he did not stop when her
reached the top of her thighs. With one hand he
opened her legs a little wider. With the other, he
probed through her stocking for the creases of her
pussy. Alix raised her hips to press against Mike’s
hand and titled them back and forth to rub her self
against it. Mike used his second hand to reach under
and between her legs and feel her butt muscles
contract back and forth. Alix’s stocking was now
sopping wet between the legs and Mike was able to
press a finger through the material into her vagina.
Alix’s hands were busy too. One of them was massaging
her breasts. The other had reached inside Mike’s
tights and was groping for his manhood. At her
touch, Mike groaned with pleasure.

Watching them, I became increasingly aroused myself.
I slipped a hand through a leg hole of my leotard.
The other hand worked on my already stiff breasts.

Alix has removed Mike’s tights and dance belt.
Straddling his face so that he can kiss her pussy and
probe her creases with his tongue, she lies so that
she can take his bamboo in her mouth. I sit on the
floor next to Mike’s head so I can watch his face and
watch how he uses his tongue to stimulate Alix’s
clitoris, which is now standing out firmly and
pressing against her body tight. I spread my legs and
feel the increasing wetness of my tights under the
leotard. It is all I can do to resist joining Alix
and Mike, but as their teacher, I know that this is
their time. My time will come later.

When at last Alix ceased from sucking on Mike’s superb
cock, she slipped off her body stocking and pushing
Mike onto his back on the floor, she straddled him and
took his swollen bamboo and brushed its tip against
between her folds and used it to further rub her
clitoris. After just a few moments of this, she
settled herself firmly on Mike with his bamboo deeply
inside her. They kissed with tongues groping each
other and then moaned with pleasure as she rode him
back and forth in long slow motions. At last, she
shuddered in orgasm and collapsed on top of Mike.
Without exiting her, Mike rolled Alix onto her back,
and this time he rode her. Very quickly, as she came
again, he arched his head back and collapsed on top of
her. For several minutes they lay together hugging.

Only when I became concerned that they would become
too cold, lying naked on the floor, did I speak:
“Alix, Mike, you have both done very well today. Now,
before you take off your blindfolds I want you both to
help each other get dressed. I have brought your
clothes from the changing room and placed them next to
you.” They felt for their clothes. Finding a pair
of tights, they couldn’t see if I was her pink stirrup
tights or his black ones, Mike helped her put them on.
I could see, with some amusement that they were in
fact his. Returning the favor, Alix found her body
stocking and helped Mike climb into to it. As she
helped his arms through the camisole straps, she
whispered, “wear this and think of me.” She patted
his manhood and ran her hands over his torso and legs,
enjoying the feel of the body tight on her lover.
Next she helped put on his jeans and t-shirt, while he
helped her in her jeans and turtleneck sweater. They
put the remaining pair of stirrup tights, her Pointe
shoes and her woolen warm-ups in her dance bag, and
his dance belt into the pocket of his jacket.

When they were done dressing, I let them take off
their blindfolds. They looked somewhat embarrassingly
at each other and at me. To cover their
embarrassment, I drew Mike to myself and kissed him
warmly on the mouth. I could taste the lingering
juices from Alix’s love spot on his lips. I then drew
Alix towards me. Pausing, with our breasts squeezed
against one another, we looked questioningly in each
other’s eyes and seeing the answer I wanted, I drew
her head closer and kissed her too deeply on the
mouth, savoring the tongue which had just recently
been pleasuring the sex of my dear Mike.

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