Dirty Dancing Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Something darker underneath that makes my pussy throb. He lowers himself onto my lap. Grinds. The leather of his pants sliding against my bare thighs where my white dress has ridden up, and I feel him – thick, heavy, his cock pressing against my inner thigh through the material. He rolls his hips forward and the pressure drags across my clit through my underwear and I gasp. My friends scream. Jade is filming. Someone throws dollar bills that scatter across the floor. Dante leans close. His mouth at my ear. "Your friend Jade told me what you like."

“I saw it… this woman… in pigtails… and this guy… being her daddy…” “Did it make you wet?” She nods again. “I went to bed and touched myself, and it felt… icky… but nice…” “Dirty,” I tell her. “The word is dirty.” “Dirty…” she repeats. “It felt dirty… but nice… I couldn’t stop.” “You don’t have to stop. We can play that game forever, Violet. You can be my dirty little girl forever.” “Forever…” Dainty fingers reach out and stroke my hand on the gearstick.

I felt a hot dash of lust slide into my veins, making my blood heated with lascivious desire, as my hands automatically found her small waist. “You are hard,” She whispered, touching my hard length. “Yes, baby girl. Daddy missed fucking you.” I replied, my hands tracing passionate circles on her plump ass. “I missed fucking daddy too,” Diana whimpered, then began to grind me, her hips moving in dangerously hot swivels on my cock. She was an unpredictable sexy thing, a quality I found hot. I never knew we would go from jokingly bantering to her grinding hard against me like it was her life's only goal, in barely a minute.

If only life was a little bit less complicated. Pushing him backward a bit, I stepped down from the table on wobbly legs, but that did not stop me from turning around and bending over the table, elevating my ass, and arching my back for him. It was only fair I gave him what he wanted since I was opting out. “Fuck, Dahlia.” I heard him groan as he stared at me. “Don’t make me addicted to you, pretty doll. It will definitely not end well.” I wiggled my ass in the air, prompting him to continue, but that only earned me a smack in the ass. I jumped, taken by surprise, but Damon only rubbed the place he had slapped, soothing it before spanking my bare ass again.

Damian has only loved one girl and he hasn't loved anyone again until he met Sky'' Natasha gasped. ''Oh please , don't give me that whole Damian, Sky, Love blah blah....'' ''Forgive me,I'm sorry for the interruption...'' I said in between laughter. ''Carry on'' I said and left the room. I didn't know where all this excitement was coming from but I started doing happy dances behind the door when I shut it. I could hear Christian and Natasha arguing about something but I was too excited to eavesdrop.

’ I countered, gritting my teeth as she unfastened my pants and reached in, squeezing my half-hard cock. ‘No more talking or thinking about babies. You should only think about me and how good it will feel when I ride your dick.’ Dani demanded as she started stroking my dick. Fuck, she knows just how hard to grip me. And it’s not because of the bond. She had my sexual desires figured out from the beginning. I groaned as she bit into my mark, upping her speed and getting me to full mast. ‘I remember a time when you told me I’d never sink my teeth into you, never drink your blood. Now, look at you.’ Dani taunted me in our link as she slowly lowered herself onto my dick while licking my blood fr

He just stared at me with those intensely frigid eyes; he wasn’t drinking or doing anything else A naughty grin appeared on my face as a crazy thought occurred to me. I pivot towards the senior citizen and proceed to engage in a passionate dance with him, tease him with my daring manoeuvres. It takes little more than utilizing my hips and occasionally directing shady glances. I had no idea that I could move in this way. I can obviously feel the effects of the drink; it burns me and intensifies the effects of Dimitri’s effect on my body. Something insane is happening inside of me. I’m angry, desperate, and frustrated. lustful. thrilled. Crazy. Wrecked. Divided. And he was the reason behind it

Dahlia's POV I don't how I managed to my feet, but I force a smile when I put my hand on Damon's shoulder. If I don't finish the dance, worse would happen to me than just one broken bone. He grabs my waist before taking my fingertips. The music starts again and I move with it. Piercing pain shooting through my leg, I manage to stand but there is nothing I can do about the trembling. He stops, again. In the center of the dancing pool, we are the only pair standing still.

Dane pulls back, his eyebrows furrowed, no doubt in judgment of Richard’s dark command. “I w-want…” I swallow my nerves, looking at Dane. “You,” I say, biting my lip. “Both of you.” Dane lets out a heavy breath as Richard slides my pants off with ease. “Dirty little girl, aren’t you?” Richard says, his voice a soothing, dark temptation. “You want us to fuck you? Pump you full of our cum?” Richard’s voice takes on a darkness that makes my eyes want to roll back in my head. Dirty talk is becoming my new favorite thing because this man is far too good at it.

I blurted. Daciana was laying in my bed stark naked. I missed everything about that. "What are you doing?" rsitan asked. He was trying to stop me but I was getting hard. "Come closer, I know you miss this, bet you havnet had it better since you left me," Daciana miced seductively. She drew me into her arms and we made out. We heard a knock on our door. "Ignore them," DAciana whispered licking and tickling my ears. "I have to," I responded. I wanted her but I wanted Aureil to feel what I felt more.