Flipped Juli Novels & Stories

The sun was scorching. As smoke curled up from the grill, Juliana showed up, putting her hips to work. She was smoking hot in the red little number. Holding nothing in her hands, Juliana approached and instructed, “Alessia, flip those skewers over before they char. She then barked, “Jesus, Vittoria. Go grab some napkins. My hands are all sweaty.” Her tone was airy, like a queen born to command. I held my peace, saying nothing.

"I dated Taylor Swift!" "I know one! Can I start?" Julie exclaimed and I nodded, laughing at her. "She worked her way through a cheap pack of cigarettes, Hard liquor mixed with a little bit of intellect, and all the boys, they were saying they were into it, such a pretty face, on a pretty neck, she's driving me crazy, but I'm into it, but I'm into it, I'm kind of into it..." Julie sang Kiwi by Harry Styles and as always she impressed us with her beautiful voice.

She demanded from Julie as if she couldn't see the display of food on the dining table. "Well, we made homemade pizza, chicken wings, fries and some fruit juice." Julie listed out for her and she scrunched up her nose in disgust. "What sort of food is that?" She asked with displease evident on her face. "Make me some creamy chicken and gnocchi." I started at her when she said that. Isn't pizza food and Julie is not some robot that's designed to please her. "But Sophia..." Julie was saying but Sophia cut her off. "It's Ma'am to you!" She snapped at Julie and I could feel that Julie was struggling to not slap her across the face.

I’m to angry to break my concentration to laugh. When the beat starts, I turn around and go down to the floor extending my left leg out then, keeping in time, I work my way back up, bending over extending my back side. When I flip my hair back and turn around Julius eyes are directly on me. Darkened with lust like I’m his favorite dish. Stephanie jumps in his lap bending over shaking her butt and pussy in his face blocking our view. Bitch. It’s on. I walk with the music over to Cedric. Keeping eye contact. He’s sitting between Julius and Arlo. Using pure adrenaline, I flip into a handstand in front of Cedric. My butt facing him I split my legs open and shut them back together with a pop.

Abigail hesitated. "She's also a doctor. My friend's daughter," Julie replied enthusiastically. "I think they look good together. Their ages are not too far apart." Julie exclaimed with a radiant face. Flavia smiled, responding to Julie's words with a nod. "Well, if you want to eat, go ahead." Julie said, then walked away, leaving the two of them. Flavia chose to walk to the kitchen, with Abigail trailing behind. "I never expected that Flavia already found her match," her friend said suddenly.

as a server rushes past, none the wiser. Julien grips the steel counter with white knuckles, pretending to taste a sauce while I swallow him to the root over and over, humming so the vibration shoots straight to his balls. When he’s leaking steadily down my throat I pull off, stand, and bend over the corner of the plating station, ass high, legs spread. Pans clatter around us. A saucier flips scallops two feet away. Julien steps in like a man possessed, cock in hand, searching.