Gigi Dolin Hot Novels & Stories

"And come suck this arising stubborn cock." Gigi turned around, her makeup smeared and face red from crying and exertion. She looked up at me with those teary, smudged eyes as she took my hardening dick in her fist. Without hesitation, she opened her mouth and took me inside, sucking and fisting like a professional. She never gets tired now, does she? Gigi's lips stretched obscenely around my throbbing shaft as she plunged down, taking me balls-deep with practiced ease. Her tongue swirled expertly, teasing the underside as she bobbed her head in a steady rhythm. Drool leaked from the corners of her mouth, painting her chin shiny.

The type of hot I had never been sure actually existed outside of airbrushed and filtered fitness influencer models. “Alpha Nikolai doesn’t talk much though. He’s really standoffish.” Why was Gigi choosing him of all people to talk about tonight?

He was the kind of man who treated his woman as his possession; he expected complete submission. Now she was even more certain he wasn’t the man for her. "What are you looking for?" he asked, his piercing gaze making her uncomfortable. "Lots of money," Gigi answered. "I am quite expensive, can't do basic shit." She smiled to herself as his brows faintly drew together. He must now think of her as a gold digger. Just then, a waitress came, asking for their order. Gigi was quick to get into her observation mode, keen to catch one slip. The ones preaching unwavering loyalty are often perverts in disguise.

Men placed money into her thong as she seductively went to swing around the pole, her legs wrapping around the thin metal, her body turning as she arched her back towards the floor, hair barely raking it as she felt herself up, the men going wild. One man had his pants down visibly jerking himself off to her, Gigi, another girl I think who might be a bit addicted to dick… she licked her lips as she slowly crawled up on all fours up to the man, the top of her bra undone and breasts out for display, she slowly lowered her lips onto the mans dick, as she sucked, her right hand went into her thong as she played with herself and the left went to fondle her own nipple, the man still watching Peach

“You are beautiful hunny, it’s good to know Nathan finally found you.” Amore smiled widely at Gigi. She already loves this old lady. “Hello Gigi, Thank you. It’s nice to meet you too.” “Good, Good… I need to use the loo. I will see you later.” Gigi said as she stood up. She looked at Goth who was standing to the side, then she walked toward the bathroom. Rachel released a deep breath that she was holding and then turned toward Steven. “She is going to drive me nuts, Steven, and you see she does it deliberately…” Rachel said frustrated.

I want to keep her like this in my memory forever, "You're so hot. So fucking hot.” "Me? No, you're so fucking hot," I combat, placing my hands on her thighs and begging the universe not to let me come too fast during my first double penetration experience, "We're all super hot, even Ash." "Damn right," he mumbles and he snaps open the lube bottle. I look as he squirts some on his dick and my mouth feels dry all of a sudden, "Gigi, get your ass up."

Gigi As my prowler pushes me against a tree, his taut body pressing firmly against mine, I am enveloped in the overpowering scent of his perfume. My vision becomes blurred momentarily until his soothing voice brings me back to reality. His slender fingers slowly circles my clit, sending shivers down my spine.

Gigi turned, a predatory smile spreading across her beautiful face. She crawled up between his thighs on all fours, stark naked, her pale skin contrasting sharply with the dark upholstery of the chair. Her felinesque eyes locked onto his twitching rod as she neared him. She leaned down, her warm breath washing over the sensitive head of his cock before she wrapped her lips around him. "Oh, fuck..." Reid growled, his head instantly slamming back against the headrest of the chair as her tiny, warm twenty-one-year-old mouth took him in.

July scolded Gigi. Gigi laughed loudly at her friend’s words. “They’re sorry they’re not getting a taste of my body for free, it’s hard to have sex with men you don’t feel anything for. They’re so gross sometimes,” Gigi grimaced, remembering a client who was willing to pay any amount of money just to watch her have sex with his dog. Those kinds of men were disgusting. “You should be thankful for this generous client, don’t be so picky, girl. It’s a lot of money.”

“So… consider this a tip for a job well done. Goodbye.” His brows furrowed. “Wait—what?” I forced a smirk, masking the awkward knot in my stomach. “You don’t have to be shy about it. Even call girls don’t usually admit what they do, so there’s no need to be ashamed.” For a moment, he just stared at me. Then his expression shifted — disbelief, irritation, and something darker flickering behind his eyes. “You think I’m a gigolo?” he asked slowly, his voice low and dangerous now.