Dirty Dancing with Diane and Katya
Disclaimer- I do NOT own the rights to anything related to do with Strictly anything contained in this story is completely fictional and has no basis in real life of the people mentioned. Please note this is set during the 2018 series. I hope you enjoy my efforts.
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Well here I was backstage at Elstree Studios watching this week episode of Strictly Come Dancing on a tv that was in the room I'd been told to wait in by the production staff and that someone would come and speak to me as soon as they could but in the meantime I was free to help myself to any of the drinks and food that was laid out on the table in the corner of the room and relax on the large leather sofa. Now I was paying attention to two of my favourite female dancers on the show. Katya Jones a stunning if somewhat hyperactive brunette from Russia and a flame haired wonder from down under Diane Buswell.
Now you may well be asking yourself who I am and how I had managed to find myself backstage at one of Britain's biggest TV shows. Well allow me to introduce myself and explain. my name is Michael, 33 years old I am 5ft 8 and approximately 12stone of lean, toned muscle. I have been told I look a bit like Jude Law in the face, but I personally do not see it.
Now you see I have always been a fan of the show since its conception back in 2004 and have watched it grow from strength to strength. I was lucky enough to be the winner of a competition in a local newspaper for fans of Strictly to win a chance to go backstage at a recording of the show and to meet dancers of their choice.
So here I am sitting alone myself glued to the monitor watching one of the group numbers, trying my best to keep my eyes on the fluid movements of both Diane and Katya as the camera panned around the floor. As I was watching my mind started to wander and devilish thoughts started creeping in about the things, I would love to do but never in a million years believed I would ever get to do with Diana or Katya. As my mind was filling with images of my hands gently caressing and exploring both Diane and Katya's dance toned bodies, I did start to feel a rise in my trousers and a wave of horniness came sweeping over me. But a knock at the door quickly bought me back to reality.
"Mr Harker?" A female voice called out as I turned to face the door as it opened slightly. "Yes, that's me" I responded.
"Ah excellent" the voice said again and with that the door opened further and I could see the voice belonged to a young woman who couldn't have been more that 19-20 years old, a tiny, cute blonde wearing glasses, smart jeans and an almost see through white blouse. A beautiful woman who despite a youthful appearance also gave off a very professional vibe.
"I am Natasha, and I am part of the production team here at Elstree Studios." She said with a smile. "I've been sent by my boss just to ask a few questions, check a few details and get you sign something. Is that ok with you?"
I smiled back at her "Yes that's fine and please call me Michael".
"I'll stick to Mr Harker, if you don't mind." Natasha said firmly but politely. "Ok, no problem." I responded still smiling at her.
"Now Mr Harker, firstly I'd like to say on behalf of all of us here at BBC Strictly Come Dancing, congratulations on winning the competition and we hope that you have an enjoyable time here." "Now first question. Which of our pro dancers were you looking to meet when the shows over?"
"How many can I meet?" I asked quickly. "The competition didn't state, and they didn't say anything on the phone when they called to say I'd won."
A quick look down at the clipboard she was carrying and a flick through some of the pages in held, Natasha without looking up "Umm, it says here that the BBC will allow the contest winner to meet 2 Strictly Pro's of his or her choice."
As she said those words, I swear someone could have punched me in the stomach and it would not have removed the smile from my face. "Diane and Katya" I said without a seconds hesitation.
Natasha looked over the top of her glasses. A small grin appearing on her lips. "Are you sure you don't want a minute to think about this Mr Harker" "We have lots of talented dancers on the show!"
"No, I am 100% sure those are the two I want to meet!"
"Very well" She said making a note on the paperwork in front of her. "Now as I said earlier I will need you to sign a release form, which basically says that you are not to reveal any results you see on this show and that the dancers you meet are with you for as long as they deem suitable. So that could be one minute, or it could be one hour." Natasha handed me the clipboard and her pen. I could see where she had handwritten the names Katya Jones and Diane Buswell. After a quick read through, nothing seemed out of order to me, although admittedly I do not have a lot of experience with contracts.
"Mr Harker!" Natasha said firmly "Do you understand?"
"Absolutely" I chirped as I signed my name on the bottom of the page. "I never expected to win the competition and feel happy just being in the same building as them."
"That's sweet" Natasha said smiling. "Ok, that's all I need from you. Do you have any questions for me before I go and let the power that be know of your decision?"
"Uhh....." My mind scrambled to think if there was anything that I needed to ask. "Is there anything I can't do or say when they are here?" I blurted out
"Not that I am aware of". Came the reply. "As I understand it, like the amount of time they spend with you what happens is between you and them." "Ok well if that's everything I'll go and get everything sorted. You will probably have about another 45-minute wait, shows nearly done. But I'm sure both ladies will be wanting to shower before coming to meet you."
I never got the chance to respond as she quickly disappeared out of the room.
45 MINUTES LATER
A quick glance at my watch told me that 45 minutes was about up and I could feel my heartbeat starting to race as the realisation that in a few minutes time I'd be meeting two of my favourite female dancers and two of my biggest celebrity crushes. I had been pacing the floor for at least the last 20 minutes, my mind racing with questions and different scenarios.
A quick knock on the door, followed by an opening saw Natasha coming back into the room leading the way as right behind her were two of the most beautiful women I'd ever laid eyes on and to my surprise they were wearing nothing but white bath robes. I wondered if they were naked underneath but did my best the remove such thoughts from my mind. One because never in my wildest dreams did I ever think I would see what was underneath and two I didn't think they'd appreciate meeting a fan who had an erection the entire time.
"Diane, Katya. This is Mr Michael Harker, he's our contest winner." Said Natasha as she made the introductions.
I stepped forward extending a shaking and slightly sweaty hand towards Katya Jones. Much to my surprise and I think Natasha's too, judging by the look on her face. Katya bypassed my extended hand and launched herself right into a hug. "CONGRAULATIONS!" she practically screamed in my ear and she pulled me in closer. "Its such a pleasure to meet you."
"Oh wow, uhh yeah it's an honour to meet you too." I managed to get out over my complete shock at having this Russian beauty in my arms. "You as well Miss Buswell" I said looking over Katya's shoulder at the ravishing red head, who was trying her best not to burst out laughing at Katya's enthusiasm. "Kat put him down, you'll scare him away" Diane joked as Katya slowly released me from her grip.
Diane stepped forward still smiling and said, "Well since Kat's already broken the proverbial ice, I guess I'll give you a hug as well." She wrapped her arms around me and whispered a congratulations to me and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
Both dancers turned to Natasha and said that she could leave and get on with whatever else she had to do, and they would both make sure I was ok.
"Ok, if you're both sure." Natasha said heading towards the door.
"Come sit beside me!" called out Katya as I turned around to see her making herself comfortable on the large sofa. Dutifully I took a seat beside her, I must have looked nervous because she giggled at me while stating "Don't worry Michael we don't bite. Do we Di?" I looked at Diane who was taking a seat on the sofa next to me. "No, we don't!" came the smiling response in the sexy Australian accent. "Well hard anyways!" which set both ladies of laughing. I swear that statement alone sent my mind racing off in a million directions. It did not help matters that both ladies had both positioned themselves as close to me as they could without sitting on my lap and their bathrobes and shifted to display 4 amazing, shapely legs.
"So, Michael, did you enjoy the show?" asked Diane. "I thought it was amazing." I answered honestly, I really did enjoy the show. "I loved the group number to Imagine Dragons Believer. It was powerful and I thought it was a great twist having same sex couples dancing together."
"Oh, so you like watching two girls together do you Michael?" Katya said with a mischievous twinkle in her eye. I could not help but swallow hard while my mind struggled to find the words to use to answer the question without scaring them off or at least getting slapped across the face.
"Of course, he does!" stated Diane, "What red-blooded man doesn't." "So, Michael, since you enjoyed the performance out there so much. Why don't Katya and I give you a private performance right here, right now?"
All I could do was nod yes, the two dancers locked eyes and leaned across me and gave each other a delicate, teasing kiss on the lips. Parting they both turned and looked at me, giving me a smile, they focused back on each other and started kissing with a passion I had never quite seen.
I could feel four hands on my body as they both used me to keep their balance, without breaking the lip lock. I knew I had Diane's right hand on my chest and the other on my thigh. Katya had her left hand on the opposite side of my chest but her right hand was slowly sneaking its way up my thigh, making its way ever closer to my rapidly hardening cock.
"Mmm" I gently breathed out as Katya's hand made contact with my cock. "Ooo what do we have down here?" said Katya breaking from the kiss with Diane. "Well why don't we get it out and see?" offered Diane just before her lips met mine. I still could not believe what was happening, but I slowly started to return Diane's kiss.
Katya stood from the sofa, untied and dropped her bathrobe. "Wow Diane. That looks hot! Is he a good kisser?"
"Very" claimed Diane looking at her fellow pro. "Come and find out for yourself while I slip into something more comfortable." I could not help but stare at the vision that was in front of me. Katya stood there, hands on her breasts gently playing with her hardening nipples. Katya walked towards me, smiled and straddled her naked form across my lap, leaned my head back and traced the tip of her tongue from my neck, over my chin until our lips met.
