Wattpad Dance Moms Novels & Stories

I kept my hands on Daddy's chest as I quickly bounced on top of him. His big c0ck is pierced in my center, and I ride him like a cowgirl. He squeezed my breasts and played with my n1pples. Daddy and I returned home earlier and found that Mommy was not there. We don't know where she went. Her things are still here. So we're making the most of it today while she's gone. Then I have school, and he will start his long shift at the hospital tomorrow.

Amidst the swirling dance of laughter and music, a familiar presence caught their attention – their parents, Star and Julius, approaching them with smiles that radiated pride and happiness. Star, her eyes shimmering with maternal love, reached out to Christian with a tender smile. "May I have this dance, my dear son?" she asked, her voice filled with warmth and affection. Christian's heart swelled with gratitude as he took his mother's hand, leading her to the center of the dance floor where the soft glow of the chandeliers bathed them in a warm embrace.

Her voice was sharp and urgent. As I listened, old memories came rushing back. Back in high school, money was so tight we lived off discount food. To help out, I ate a peanut butter sandwich for lunch every single day. Then Mom went and signed Zoey up for a three-thousand-dollar dance program. Said Zoey was talented and couldn't be held back. When I got into a top university, Mom barely looked at my acceptance letter. "What a lucky break. But with your personality, you still won't go far."

— Why don't you go dancing, Noah? — I like watching... — I can? Andrew walks over, holding his hand out to me. — Of course. says my dad kissing my cheek before pulling away. He takes my hand and places the other on my waist as he slowly spins me around the room. — I didn't say I wanted to dance with you! — I say, he smirks. — You know it's no use hating me, your parents love me, especially Uncle Moriam! — They don't love you, they do it to tease me! — I answer, he continues with that damn smile that I hate, he squeezes my waist while we dance, I look at him with the intention of complaining, but something in his eyes makes my heart race.

I said, nervously. “Come on mommy, dance, '' Liam said. I bit my lips as the lady pulled me to the dancing floor. I bite my lips in embarrassment, geez I can’t dance in front of these people. “Come on!” they yelled, clapping. I gulped, deciding to suck it up. I copied the girls' dancing. I couldn’t whine and twist my waist like them, but they were friendly enough to dance with me and the crowd was cheering and clapping. This is the best day ever!

“Mommy, Daddy, guess what? There is a family day at school next week! You both have to come!” Jake glances at me, pretending to groan. “Do we have to embarrass ourselves in front of other parents again?” Chanel crosses her arms dramatically. “Yes. And this time you have to dance.” Elias laughs. “Yeah, Dad, no hiding behind the food table this year.” Jake throws his hands up. “Alright, alright, I will dance. But only if your mom sings.” I shake my head, laughing. “You are impossible.” He winks. “And you love it.”

Sophie scoffs, looking over at Shayla dancing sensually, the acidity in her voice made me smirk. “Her mother was a dancer when she was younger before she got married. She taught Shayla when she was a little girl and the rest she picked up by watching her mother dancing around the house.” I explain watching her intently. She looks so fucking hot, the way her hips sway to the rhythm of the music, her hair blowing back with the breeze, the way she smiles and bites her lip. I groan in frustration, as pissed off as I was, I was so envious of Josh at that moment. It suddenly starts to rain—a sudden downpour. I mean utterly chucking it down and the crowd dancing all cheer and continue dancing not e

Junior closed his ears with his hands and said "Mommy slow down. My ears!" "Sorry, but why haven't you tried dancing?” "No. Dad has never taught me that." Junior said looking down fidgeting with the hem of his shirt. "UGH!! Of course the Jason Chaser. Anyways, forget Dad, Mommy will teach you everything." I picked up my phone from the bedside table and played a song. It started and me too. I started dancing with the song while singing. Junior stood up on the bed and asked in a happy voice. "Wow Mommy! Which song is this? This is so good and your dance too."

Gradually though, once the bride and groom had the first dance, the table emptied as the women took each other or their partners onto the floor. Brandi stood up and offered her son her hand, “It’ll look strange if we don’t join them,” she said. He nodded, they’d come so far, there was nothing wrong with having a dance with his Mom. Moving onto the floor Brandi began to jive, swinging her hips and rocking to the music. She beckoned at Ryan to come closer and dance with her and he did, standing in front of her and trying to match her movements to a song he vaguely recognised from growing up. His Mom grinned at him and inched towards him, not yet touching, but definitely showing everyone in the

“Mother, you are not understanding, I have problems and… “Yes, you have a lot of problems, Rain. But, thinking about it too much isn't going to solve things, because if it did, we wouldn't be having this conversation. ‘I can't fight your well-justified argument.’ I tell myself mentally. “But… “I hope you can clean up very well, I will put on music. So, don't limit yourself in the wild steps you can take.” says my mother with the house tablet in her hands, where she puts dance music. After changing several songs that seem not to meet his expectations, he smiles triumphantly and starts moving, dancing to the beat of the music and even takes my hands and makes me turn and even watch as my mothe