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The rumors around the ballet studio had been swirling for weeks. Madame Veronique, the headmistress and prima ballerina herself, was going to make her long-awaited foray into the adult film industry. At 42, she still possessed the lithe physique and endless grace that made her a star decades ago. But now, she yearned for something more raw and primal to indulge in.

Eliza, a young and eager dancer, had been Veronique’s prize student for years. With her petite frame, perky C-cup breasts, and shear will to succeed, Eliza garnered comparisons to her esteemed teacher at every turn. When Eliza heard about Veronique’s plans, her curiosity piqued. She lingered after practice one day to get a scoop from the source herself. Eliza tapped timidly on the door to Madame’s private office.

“Come in,” Veronique’s husky voice beckoned.

Eliza entered, finding Veronique reclined on a plush chaise, her toned legs crossed. “Madame, I couldn’t help but overhear whispers of your…film aspirations. I think it’s wonderful! Can I ask-”

“Spit it out, cherie,” Veronique interrupted. “Your inquisitiveness is adorable.”

“Well, I wondered if maybe…I could accompany you? I’ve been practicing new skills that would translate beautifully if the mood was right.” Eliza batted her eyelashes, fighting back a blush.

Veronique smiled like a Cheshire cat. “Aren’t you bold, my dear? And by skills, do you mean…this?”

Madam uncrossed her legs and spread them wide, revealing a perfectly waxed mound. Two slender fingers delved between her sex, collecting the slick arousal that pooled there. She didn’t miss a beat, pumping her digits in and out of her needy hole. Eliza stifled a gasp. The sight of her teacher, of all people, spreading herself so wantonly jazzed her up faster than any pointed toe.

In one fluid motion, Veronique removed her fingers and glided them over Eliza’s petal pink lips. The younger dancer parted her mouth, capturing Madame’s digits between her pillowy lips. She swirled her tongue around the invasion, savoring the salty-sweet musk.

“That’s a good girl,” Veronique purred. “Now show me those new skills of yours.”

Eliza didn’t need to be told twice. She sank to her knees and buried her face between Veronique’s milky thighs. Her hands gripped the older woman’s rear, kneading the firm globes with lusty intent. Eliza’s tongue swiped through the slick lips with purpose before focusing on the engorged bud at the apex. She lapped at it languidly, alternating between steady pressure and flicking jabs. A steady stream of approving moans rained down on her head.

Veronique never ceased to be amazed by Eliza’s enthusiasm and penchant for learning. The girl was a natural-born cock-hungry slut, albeit one with impeccable technique. Veronique threaded her fingers through Eliza’s hair, guiding the ravenous mouth to take more of her sex. She rolled her hips, grinding her cunt into the blissful heat of her student’s mouth.

“Don’t neglect my clit, pouf. I need it so bad,” Veronique rasped, her pampered voice taking on a neanderthal quality.

Eliza honed in on the rigid nub, sucking it between her teeth with practiced skill. Two fingers pumped into Veronique’s weeping quim, the slick sounds making her toes curl. Veronique was so close, so incredibly close to a release that would shatter her. Fuck, Eliza’s tongue felt divine! The girl had this inside track on her most sensitive spot. Veronique careened towards orgasm, her body igniting with electric heat.

“Ohhhh, just like that! Suck my…suuuck my fuckin’…” The words trailed off to a primal shriek as Veronique came undone, spilling her nectar all over Eliza’s eager face. She quaked and gyrated on the girl’s lap, malaise taking her over as she rode out the tremors. Eliza liquidly swallowed her release to the last drop.

The duo collapsed into a sweaty heap on the chaise, panting and letting their heart rates recalibrate. What a pleasant pre-rehearsal, Veronique mused. She took off her hand and slipped it under Eliza’s thin leotard. Eliza shuddered, flushing at the cool touch against her burning flesh.

“You’ve earned a treat, mon cher,” Veronique exhaled sultrily. She pressed a kiss to Eliza’s cheek before nipping the shell of her ear. “I want to taste your sweet cunt, darling. Lay back and spread ’em. Let me put on a proper show for you.”

Eliza didn’t argue. She laid down and bunched her leotard up around her midriff, exposing her glistening sex to Veronique’s greedy eyes. Veronique committed those slick folds to memory before diving in for a taste, resting between her student’s splayed thighs. Her hands ran up and down the dancer’s trembling legs, clearly savoring Eliza’s petite figure.

Eliza’s mewling cries turned to full-on moans as Veronique’s tongue worked her over, leaving no inch untouched. She buried her face deeper in her student’s cunt, inhaling the scent of her arousal. Veronique’s hands slipped beneath Eliza’s ass to grip the globes, keeping her anchored to Veronique’s face as she devoured the parched flesh. Eliza writhed uncontrollably, overwhelmed by the force of her impending orgasm.

“I’m going to cum! I’m going to fuckin’ cum all over your face!” Eliza belted out, gripping the woman’s hair for dear life. Her eyes crossed as Veronique bore down harder on her mound, homing in on her neediest places. A ringing in her ears heralded the orgasm exploding through her, making her back arch almost painfully. She squirted her sticky release everywhere, soaking Veronique’s breasts and jowls in the process.

“Oh my GRACIOUS, how did you do that?!” Eliza gasped, coming back to the present with a jolt. “I’ve never…I didn’t know I could…”

Veronique smiled serenely, wiping the generous ejaculate from her chin. “Oh my Elle, sex is an art form, but there ain’t nothing like the classics. You’re a quick learner. I have a feeling our little collaboration is going to be smoking hot.”

And smoking hot it was, indeed. When the two eventually filmed their scene together, it became an instant hit. The chemistry and sensuality between the buxom ballerinas was electric. Fans couldn’t get enough of the steamy, tangled pillar of limbs they exposed in carnal, precise dance. The sight was scandalous, yet ethereally beautiful- very much like the women themselves. Eliza and Veronique achieved their dreams, flaws and all.