Dancing the Nights Away

After filming the video, your sister spun around her room, testing the give and pull of the nylon of which your body was made.

Later, she would throw on a short skirt, a simple shirt, and a pair of simple heels, trapping you beneath the fabric of the skirt and heels. Her dance club met weekly, and she wore you to the club meeting.

Compared to the exoticness of the webcam filming and your current situation, the club was a fairly normal affair. Her friends were also part of the club, and she seemed fairly close to the instructor, a lady in her later years.

The most jarring part of the experience was her boyfriend. You hadn't had more than a passing aquantance with him, but you truly hated him after this night. He was quite grabby with your sister, something that she seemed to crave judging how she would slide against him and giggle. To you, however, it felt like a man rubbing his hands against your back, ass, and legs.

While practicing ballroom dancing as a pair, you heard your sister quietly conspire with her boyfriend, "It's done, I got him exactly where I wanted him."

She followed that chilling comment by stepping forward to slide her inner thigh against her boyfriend's leg, practically humping him for one brief step before spinning away as part of the dance.

He responded with an incredulous, "Seriously? I didn't think he was that mixture of crazy and stupid to throw everything away like that."

Your sister laughs as she says, "Weren't you the one that said that most men have no standards and will do anything for woman's affection?"

Despite the humiliation of the conversation, reality of the situation was that you were getting to experience your sister's legs first hand, your face also seemingly pressed against her panties and feet, and her scent and touch permeating you. Each step of the dance feels as if she were stepping on your dick without much in the way of pain.

Over the next couple of months, your sister wears you regularly when going out with her boyfriend, both to the dance club meetings and to actual dance clubs, at which they enjoy most of their dates.

At the dance club meetings, the dancing is much as it was the first night, rather mundane and vanilla. At the dance clubs, amongst the crowds of other couples and singles looking to mingle, the dances are far more rowdy. Your sister dances with her boyfriend a lot closer at these clubs, their bodies pressed against each other, her boyfriend rubbing his crotch against your sister's.

Despite the layers of fabric, the sensation for you is still that of someone rubbing their hard cock against your back, neck, and the back of your head. The scent, taste, and feel of your sister's arousal as her juices slowly soak into her panties only adds to the awkward eroticism of the situation.

Despite the boyfriend, you still find that the good outweighs the bad over the weeks. Still, when your sister rolls you up and places you back into the box from which you were delivered and states, "I hope you enjoyed your time as my dancing tights," you do find yourself glad to be heading back to your human state.

If for nothing else, then to deal with the growing frustration of not being able to cum for all that time. You imagine how good it will feel to blow your load after all those weeks as you drift into a slumber.