Jade Jordan Facesitting Novels & Stories

Even Farris was impressed and showed me a little more respect out on the training field. Sunday morning I was a little surprised to wake to an empty bed, but it didn’t stay that way for long when someone jumped on me laughing, “Come on sleepyhead, time to get up…” It takes me a moment to realise who it was and I then start laughing along with them. While still laughing, I try to push Jess off of me, without much success. I look over to the door when I hear a soft giggle and see Jade standing there watching. I know by the look on her face that she would be on the bed helping Jess if she wasn't so close to having her pup. When I finally do manage to push her off of me and get off of the bed wi

Doms POV I drop to my knees, sitting back onto the cold tile floor of our restroom , eyes glued on Jade standing over me. She's my sub, naked and ready. her legs spread wide open Her pussy lips are already swollen. a bit of moisture glistening there. I feel my cock harden just by looking at her. This is our ritual - that golden shower, so wanted by us both. Filthy and raw - and it gets us so fucking hot. "Start now, Jade," I said,my voice firm.

Jordan looked over at me with a smile on his face that was pure mischievousness, and he wiggled his eyebrows at me. "Shall we try it out?" he asked Jack. I felt a rush of desire run through me at the mention of using any piece of equipment in the room. "Hell yeah," Jack agreed immediately. He anxiously stared at the kneeling chair as if he were already picturing exactly how he wanted to use it. "Where?" he asked. "In the back of the Jeep," Jordan answered immediately. I watch confused as Jack jogged up the stairs then disappeared from sight. "What's he doing?" I asked.

Ada started. Bambi nodded without looking at him, “You’re mouth-watering!” he added with a hearty laugh. Jada was embarrassed. She sprinted the last steps when she noticed the nearby diners looking at her. “Ssshhh!” she hissed as she sat down. Kobe was seated at the head of the table while Jada was at the foot. To his right were Honey, Ada, and Bambi, and on Jada’s were their teammates. Lyken is right on Kobe’s left side.

I assured him before hanging up. There There Mr. Shelton. Let's see how much more trouble you'll be causing now. ************************************* Jordan's P O V My lids felt heavier than normal and the sharp ache I felt in my head wasn't in anyway helping at all. With a lot of push and concentration, I was able to slowly peel my eyes open to find myself seated on the bare hard concrete floor in some dark and cold room with only a single window high up and a dead beat bulb which did nothing to illuminate the room but still spared me enough to notice Adrian present not to far away from me.

Jordan Ford lost a bet, and I was forced to remove my makeup in front of everyone. The whole crowd goaded me on while his friends laughed especially loudly. “Don’t be a buzzkill. Eira already did it. “Come on, Clara! You’re not chickening out, are you?” Three years prior, I had saved Jordan from a car accident. Glass shards cut my face and left a scar that could barely be concealed with makeup. “Go on, remove it.” Through the smoke, his gaze met mine with nothing but casual indifference. I dragged a makeup-removing wipe across my face, again and again, revealing the ugly scar. “It’s just makeup. Quit being so dramatic. “You killed my mother back then. That scar is just a light price

Jade clutched the bag of sandwiches to his chest and was soon airborne as Vladek jumped to a stop on the wall. Then he sat down comfortably and laid Jade on his thighs. As the girl was not very big her head could be accommodated on his shoulder with ease and she smiled looking for a sandwich again offering it to him. His three companions copied him although they kept a prudent distance from the couple so that they had a little more privacy.

Jordan waved at the tremendous claps he was given as he took his seat, far away from Jessica, he sat next to a star musician Golden, a twenty-four-year-old lovely girl from his agency, she smiled politely at him and faced Miss Smith. “I will like to use this medium to welcome you all to tonight's show. It is going to be one of a kind and not at all the usual repertoire. So each celebrity will start by telling us things their fans do not know about them, Jordan can we start with you” Blanked out was the perfect word to describe Jordan at that point. He knew he would stutter if he replied right away so he took his delicious time. “I will say my constant fear of being alone forever” He replied

Johnson. "Hi, Johnson." Jade greeted as they exchanged a handshake. "Thank you so much for your time. I hope to see you again." "Thank you." Mr. Johnson replied as Jade and Tim headed out of the room. "Let's go to my next schedule activity." Jade said as they walked out of the meeting room. Just a couple of steps away, Jade head a falling sound as if it was from the meeting room. He rushed buck to check as he saw Mr. Johnson laying lifelessly on the floor. As if he's paralysed.

We wake up each day to walk on a thin rope called Survival, hoping it wouldn't snap. I was done with my dumbbell reps, and doing quite a number of pushups. Now I'm standing close to the far wall, arms folded, back to the fence, far enough not to be involved in whatever nonsense the others were brewing—but close enough to keep an eye on my cellmate. Just like a well decorated elephant in a circus, Jordan has his chest bare. His tanned skin milked just enough sweat he could use to wash the dirt off his hands. He stood near the weights bench, shirt off, tattoos glistening with sweat. chest rising in a calm rhythm like he was meditating, not surrounded by criminals.