Post from Seven · October 27, 2025

I swear I stayed after practice just to cool down… but somehow my body had other plans. 🫣

The squad cleared out a while ago, and I told myself I was only running the routine one last time. But the music in my head kept getting slower… and my moves didn’t look like anything we’d learned at practice.

The air still smelled like perfume and hairspray, my hair sticking to my neck, my reflection looking way too pleased with herself. My thigh highs were doing that cute little squish thing every time I bent down, and before I knew it, my skirt was riding up just enough to show exactly what I knew I shouldn’t. My ass barely fits under my skirt as it is… but from this angle, you can see my red thong get completely swallowed by my soft, pink pussy lips.

A few innocent stretches turned into full-on locker-room shenanigans… teasing, stripping, fingers grazing where they shouldn’t, soft breaths echoing against the walls. My hands found my own skin, tracing curves, playing with my tits, lips parted as I dance for no one but you.

If anyone walked in, I’d be so benched…

but I kinda hope it’s you who catches me. 😉
As always, please leave a like if you enjoy this one. I’m a little new to this whole writing a story thing, but I got kinda into it… so let me know in the comments what you’d do next… 😏