James Franco Smut Novels & Stories

"It's going to be such a treat to turn you into a dirty, obedient little boy-slut for us." I met his eye. "Is it going to hurt?" I asked, before I could stop myself. "A little," said James mischievously. "But that's part of the feeling." "And you know what, you cute little boy?" said Sam, running his hand over my ass and making me shiver. "I think you're going to love it. The way you suck cock ... I think a boy who sucks like that is a boy who's just yearning for cock in his ass. I think you're secretly a cock-hungry slut who just wants to be taken and ravished by a man. I think once you've had a cock inside you, you're going to be begging us for more."

I laugh while trying to ignore the women giggling about babies and about the physiques of us men. Franco introduces me to his other mate, James. James is 6ft 3 inches tall and broad shouldered with a muscular build. He has light brown hair and green eyes and a relaxed, but friendly smile. His style is more subdued and professional. He is wearing a gray suit and white shirt, but his tie matches Luz’s dress. “Normally, I keep my private business private and my mates rarely meet visiting Alpha’s but this is an exception, the future Alpha of Alpha’s and her mate! Have you decided on a title for yourself?” Franco beams.

Her cunt was swollen and glistening, a thick string of arousal already leaking down to her ass. “Look how fucking wet you are,” Yusuf muttered, sliding two thick fingers inside her easily. Fatima cried out, her walls clenching greedily around his digits. “I’m always this wet when I think about haram cock,” she gasped, riding his fingers shamelessly. “Please… I need your dick. I’ve been dying to suck it.”

He smiled - obviously pleased with himself when he saw me falter. The man touching me gave me the best orgasm of my life and his mere touch had tingles rushing through me in spite of the dangerous situation I was currently in. I needed to get a fucking grip but the handsome specimen with a touch like wildfire made it impossible. "Still as soft as I remember." Dominic murmured.

Therefore, the most suitable person to represent is a famous actor or singer. Franky James smiled wryly. “Do you think I can find those people?” Franky James normally lives a very modest life. He rarely shows his face because the reputation of the James family will make Franky's life full of pressure. Frank's uncle is Ian James, she is Vanessa James, so he can't be too bad.

He planned to bring her shopping in his mall to impress her by flaunting his wealth. “Huh?” James frowned and asked, “What?” Francis pointed at James’ hand and exclaimed, “Hands off. She’s my girl.” James glanced at Xara. Xara looked at Francis with a tint of displeasure. “Francis, when did I ever say I was your girl?”

James turned back to look at him with the corner of his lips stretched into a smile. “And what would happen to this beautiful lady over here? Reyna clenched her jaw, why does she think that this other brother of Niko is more stupid than the stupidest human being she has met? “Lady, don’t mind this old hag.” James smiled back at Reyna. “He’s gay and has nothing to do with you than toy around yiur feelings. And for the record, he’s my father most useless son, always thinking with his dick and not his brain.”‘James said.

her friend said, struggling to climb the stairs. That’s why she didn’t like Franco, no matter what. She also disliked his arrogance, as if he was the air, with nothing to be proud of. It’s as if the only thing that mattered to him was chasing women because he’s supposedly good in bed and well-endowed. Why? Could he feed their future children with that? Franco had a job, but he had vices and smoked way too much. He probably went through a pack a day. “He offered me his twenty-five thousand savings.”

god, I was getting so turned on. “I think I need to make my excuses with my sister's, James. My pussy is so wet it will be leaking down my legs soon.” “Oh, you really are a horny little bitch," said James, as his hand traced up the zipper to my dress and down to my bum, again, “I so much want to see you out of this dress."

“That's crazy. Do I want to know what a mating process involves?” “Well, I feel embarrassed to talk about it. But it is nothing special. Mating is doing the ‘thing’.” “OOH…. OOH…. Fenrir, my man, is nasty. Well, tell him you already did the thing. Unless he wants to do it. OMG… Bestiality at its best!” “Fuck you, James.” James winces at Luciano, busting into a contagious laugh.