Jack Harlow Smut Novels & Stories

Sophia scooped some of the mixed cream onto her fingers and fed it to Lauren, both women moaning at the taste. I was parked in a quiet lot, cock out, stroking furiously to the entire live show. The sight of my wife eating another man’s cum from her friend’s pussy, then fucking her senseless with a strap-on, pushed me over the edge multiple times. I came hard into napkins, tasting my own cum experimentally, my mind spinning with filthy new possibilities. As the women dressed and kissed goodbye, I sat there breathing heavily, cock still half-hard. I had a decision to make..but for now, I was hooked on the show. My secret cameras had opened a door I wasn’t sure I wanted to close.

"Don't worry, baby. You don't have to watch it." "It's you! You slut!" Jake, her ex-boyfriend shouted at her. He seemed to be lucky not to have his average penis on the table with a chopper above. "I should have killed you!" Harvey's soft eyes toward her quickly changed when he looked at Jake. It was murderous, sinister and anyone who would look at him would shudder. "Now, look who's talking?" Harvey laughed as he caressed her hair. "It's a good thing that I have her first so she won't feel disgusted seeing your little penis."

I say breathlessly. He asks, shaking his head. His eyes roam over me, taking in my flushed chest and pebbled nipples. I know he can smell my arousal in the air. "You think you can watch that brat's sex tape and come to me? Your fucktoy to fulfill your needs?" he questions dangerously. "Yes," I answer simply, too far gone to think logically. “So I'm indeed your fucktoy? Not today get yourself a vibrator or better still go back and watch Enzo,touch yourself just as he said." Harvey said out of nothing but anger and jealousy written all over his face.

Snow carefully held it up and put it in the palm of her hand, so much so that she did not pay any attention to Harvey's expression at all. Harvey looked on quietly at Snow, taking in all the avarice, desire, and fanaticism on her face into his eyes as he subconsciously rubbed the cufflinks on his right hand. A mocking smile then appeared on his handsome face. With the ten-carat jewel in her hands, Snow could no longer see him. 'Only that person did not care for things like this.' Harvey did not say much but instead turned around and walked out, an indiscernible smile appearing on his face.

I can’t help but smirk before I continue. “And the other Harlow, the other girl, she is the opposite, beautiful but in a more fake type of girl, she had work done, and she likes makeup and dressing up,” I say, and Tatum nods. “Like an I*******m model type of girl,” I say, and she nods again.

“Just fuck me.” With one hand supporting her ass, the other hooked around the waist and I pulled. The sound of tearing cloth filled the room. I tossed the remains to the side. With my now free hand, I undid my pants and let my dick spring free. I slowly lowered Harlow against it. Not entering her. I wanted to rub against her. “You’re so wet,” I growled. “Mmmhmm.” She said with her eyes closed, enjoying each and every rub my dick made against her folds.

Adrian put in a lot more energy into his fourth slap, causing Harvey to fall to the floor, the bruise on his face now spurting blood. As he trembled, Harvey no longer had a smile on his face and even felt a little dizzy. ‘I’m being humiliated in front of so many people… ‘I’ve never been humiliated before!’ Harvey got up on his feet once more and was about to launch another flurry of verbal assaults, but Adrian gave him another slap right the moment he got up. “Argh!” Harvey let off another painful groan and fell flat on the floor—most of his teeth instantly flying out from that last slap. His mouth was ajar and his eyes were glazed over. He no longer knew what he was doing except to reflexiv

Keely’s hand tightened around his. “Relax, buttercup.” Jack put his mouth to her ear. “If you’re nervous, just imagine them in their underwear.” “You’re the only person I want to imagine that way. You really want me staring at your crotch all night?” “Whatever works.” “Jack! My boy, how are you?” Jack grinned at Henry Smith, a balding, barrel-shaped man with two chins and a politician’s smile. He thrust out his hand to shake Henry’s hand vigorously. “Henry. Great to see you again.”

Tate makes a muffled sound and a quick glance tells me he’s doing all he can not to laugh. “Hmm, I love it,” Harlow says, trying to be seductive as she runs her nails down Luc’s chest. He grunts with her touch, clearly mad but trying not to show it since she’s happy. Aww life with a mate, it's all for her. Anything, whatever she wants and how she wants it. That’s what she’ll always get from us. “Very funny, I’m not laughing,” he says, matter of fact. I press my lips together, just damn glad I’m the biggest male here and Harlow knew it would have been impossible to trick me into a cock cage.

Nothing sensual about it. While returning from my seventh heaven, I opened my eyes to see Harvis watching me with a smile spread across his face. He pulled me up and kissed my lips. He pulled down his trousers, and his boxers left. "No, I don't think I want to do this Harvis!" I pleaded, "You don't have to want to, just shut up through the process," he smirked, grabbed me by my ass closer to himself and smacked my ass hard. Revealing the big and fat demon that he held underneath, I gulped in saliva and he pulled down his boxer.