James Franco Smut Novels & Stories

She couldn't believe that her harmless little prank had gone so badly. James began licking every inch of her body. He slowly moved his lips up to her ears, and began to neck Bianca. "Oh, Bianca," he moaned, "My son doesn't deserve you. I've always given him everything he wants. Well, now you're about to give ME everything I WANT!" She started desperately trying to get away, trying to squirm out from under him, but it was no use: She was pinned. As she squirmed, she felt his huge dick bounce around, in between her soft thighs. She put her hands up to his chest and tried to push him off. Her squirming, however, only continued to turn him on, as James thought she was grinding him.

Tell me and I will do it’ James asked in a rattled voice Emma smiled inwardly, she had him right where she wanted. ‘Ok, if you really want me then do something for me, drop that towel around your waist and model a bit for me, nothing turns me on like a nude man’ She demanded cooly James hesitated for a moment and before she could say anything further he dropped the towel to reveal his manhood.

. _Such power!_ Brandy didn't want to stay here any longer. She stood up. "I'm going to the restroom." She didn't dare to leave the bar, only to escape this immediate danger! But as soon as she entered the restroom, the door behind her was pushed open. James looked at Brandy with disdain. "I can't believe how cheap you are!" Brandy took a deep breath and said nothing. "When we were dating, you wouldn't even let me touch you for half a year, claiming to be conservative. You acted all innocent, but you're just a slut. Who knows how many men have played you!" "Have you said enough?" Brandy's face was pale. "I haven't said enough. I'm going to make up for what I missed!" "What are you going to d

Bloody Franco, always finding humour in fire. “Maybe you’re just missing your mate, Devon! Your stomach’s already in knots at the thought of going home to a brooding Luna!” He actually chuckled in the middle of tearing his claws down another man’s spine. I groaned, half annoyed, half unwilling to admit his teasing sparked a brief warmth in me. “This is not the time for jokes, Franco.” “Then let’s finish this fast,” he smirked, eyes gleaming green as he snapped another hunter’s neck like it was twine. “So you can go run back to your waiting Luna.”

I can't believe that indeed, I was screaming his name. He was teasing me and I was turned on that I can't bear it anymore. He was rubbing his thing on my clit... it was so good but I wanted more. I was begging him to bury his thing inside me. "Ottave put your fucking cock inside me already!" I demanded. Omg! I can't believe I said those vulgar words. James smirked at me. "Easy, I was just preparing you. Don't be so excited." I was biting my lips as I was enjoying the pleasure that he is giving me.

He took my hand and put it on his bulge while laughing naughtily. “You have to be 100% ready, little slut," James said in my ear, as he grabbed my other hand and put it over his package. "You don't know what you're in for..."

She groaned when her throat got hit by his cock, making her almost puke. “Shit! I want to bang your hot mouth!” James exclaimed. He uttered profanities when Ava held his buttocks and spanked them, which made him pull her hair. He grabbed her head and pulled her closer to him before he moved his hips as if he were fucking her damp hole.

Out of the band, their hair was shortest, not quite getting into their eyes. “Ignore the folic-ly challenged, Em. Champagne?” James, whose hair definitely regularly got into his mouth and everywhere else, which was why he was currently rocking a messy man-bun. He brought out a piccolo bottle and popped the top, handing it to her. “Classy,” he said when she took a swig direct from the bottle. “No different than drinking a beer from the bottle,” she pointed out. “Hey, not criticising. I love a woman who is not afraid to dispense with the niceties,” James replied laughing.

James choke on his overly large bite and Josie spurts juice all over the table. “WHAT?!” Josie practically shouts out and I throw a nervous look around the cafe to see if her outburst has anyone looking. “Please keep your voice down.” I hiss at her. She leans in to whisper over our table instead. James is still coughing a little but he leans in as well. “What do you mean? Sort of engaged? How are you sort of engaged? And to whom?” “Do you know the name Antonio Falaguerra?” “He has some casinos and stuff, right?” James says immediately and I nod. “Isn’t he some kind of big boss in the criminal world as well?” I nod once again and he sends a nervous glance at Luca and Josie does the same.

I teased. James twirled me around and then pulled me close again. This time, he made sure I could feel a certain lower part of his. “In case you have not noticed, I am very much a guy. I cannot ‘fangirl.’ I can, however, ‘fanguy.’” I laughed and rolled my eyes. “Seriously? That is the distinction that you are drawing? Is 'fanguy' even a word?” James smiled. “Yes. But fanguy or not, I can still recognize a Class A A&&hole when I meet one. And you are 100% right. I do not like him for Charlotte, or any female really.”