Dirty Dancing Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Content Warning: This chapter contains intimate R-18 scenes Diana "Argh!" Silas is moaning and grunting as I try to keep up with him. Eventually I give up when he pounds me so hard my shaking arms that are holding me up give out, tumbling me down onto the bed. I turn my face to the side to look at him and breath raggedly as he continues his sweet torture. His face is pulled taut, features twisted into a snarl- fangs out, all the while inhuman and animalistic growls leave his mouth as he rams into me. He is absolutely wild… feral.

, Jake states while lifting me off his lap. "Wait, why? You didn't win anything." "You're my girlfriend", again I hear a few gasps here and there. "I don't need a reason to dance with you right? Come one." It's Latino music playing, oh this is going to be fucking fun. Jake and I start dancing tight in a very dirty and sensual way. Again I tease him, by digging my butt into his groin moving against him. I'm literally grinding into him. "You like killing me, don't you?" He whispers with a hoarse voice into my ear.

“Until your pussy begs me to stop and your body begs for more.” He slams into me again in that perfect angle, each thrust dragging across my G-spot until I see stars. My voice breaks. “Damian–I can’t–” “You can,” he snaps. “You will. You dont get to dance on some fucker’s lap and act innocent.”

However, Dalia's malice was everywhere. She walked over to me, turned on the player, and put on some music. Then the slave girls began to dance while she undressed. It was Alice's body I could see, so I let myself go as Dalia sat on top of me and started kissing me. I would never have touched her otherwise, but her dirty games used to be a lot of fun, and she was so kinky that in Alice's skin it really turned me on. “You're going to see a very good show,” she said in my ear as I suddenly bent down.

She moaned softly when I squeezed her bottom. “Your room?” I repeated the interrupted question. She pointed to the door on my right. I carried her body there. After sitting her on the bed, I took off my clothes. She helped me by taking off my pants. My curiosity was answered when our bodies united. Darcy shed her tears, leaving me in disbelief. Darcy Bailey cried? It was impossible, just as impossible as my parents and brother resurrected from their graves. However, I didn't ask. I didn't pity her either. After all the crimes she had committed, satisfying my lust was only a little punishment. The three months in my contract were just a prelude. I'd prepared something else to confine her fore

I feel Jessica tug my hand and pull me to the dance floor. We both agree not to drink since we want to remember every moment we have.When we make our way to the dance floor, we begin to dance to the music. I throw my hands in the air and bring it down my body in a sexual manner. Jess indicates with her finger that she wants me closer and I move closer to her. She grabs me by my waist and spins me around. I begin to grind her and the dj plays our song Nasty girl by The Notorious B. I. G

My pussy and ass leaked their seed, my tits were glazed, and my fingers still rubbed my swollen, cum-smeared clit in slow, filthy circles. Mr. Reynolds looked down at me with dark, hungry eyes. “You really are a dirty young slut, aren’t you? Final dare for now, Mia. We’re going to ruin that tight 22-year-old body. You’re going to take all four of us as hard as we want, in every hole, and you’re going to thank us like the filthy little girl you are. Keep rubbing that cum-filled clit the whole time.” “Yes, Daddy,” I moaned. “Ruin me.”

I could still hear her laughing as I escaped. Crazy woman. The second I shut my door, I dropped dramatically on my bed and groaned into my pillow. This was a disaster. A complete disaster. My phone buzzed. I rolled over and grabbed it from my nightstand. It was a text from Selene. SELENE — Ashford Dirty Pot just posted a picture of you and Mr. Sexy Psychopath kissing. I zoomed in on the picture. It was clear we were eating each other's faces. But at the same time… it felt real.

“Zephyr will never be with someone like you. Once he finds out about your past, he will reject you, and you will come running to me in shame because I am your fated mate, and you will forever be miserable.” Dane’s words struck a nerve, and I knew I had enough. I suddenly stopped moving and kicked him in the loins. He doubled over, and I gently pushed him into a table filled with drinks. He crashed into it, and the glasses shattered, spilling their contents all over him. The room fell silent, and all eyes turned towards us. “Oh my!” I shouted. “Alpha Dane, I am sorry. You are a bad dancer, and I didn’t know you couldn’t spin me,” I bowed my head in apology, but when my eyes met Dane’s, I grin

He pulls away and grabs my backpack with a smirk on his face, and says, “Come on, babe, let’s get you to your first class before you’re late.” Wait. Hold the phone. Hold all the fucking phones. Are you kidding me right now? He teases me and turns me into a wet mess, then walks away like it was nothing? And then acts like it doesn’t bother him to walk around with a boner for all to see? You know what? Fuck him! I think it’s game on for sexual torture. It’s time to call out my inner slut instead of putting her in the corner. She’s saying, “No one puts Baby in the corner.” Yes, I’m a Dirty Dancing fan. I don’t know how many times I’ve hit pause on the scene where you can see Patrick Swayze’s na