Juicy Novels & Stories

“Well…” He just chuckled and scrolled on his phone, bringing up an article and showing his screen to me. It was a picture of Arian helping me out of the car and there was another of us coming out, when he had cracked a really bad and really old Italian joke that lit up my entire face with laughter. “Wow, they’re beautiful” I said and meant it, They really were. The heading read *“Billionaire Marchetti Spotted on a date, could put most eligible bachelor already be taken?” *

Seeing her like that so surrendered to arousal, so surrendered to my caresses was fucking perfection, the most beautiful thing I had ever seen in my life and I'm pretty sure it will also be the most beautiful thing I will ever see in all of it. Isabella was already writhing needy and desperate for her orgasm, she was so close already and I would give it to her, so I wrapped my lips around her clit and sucked a little hard and that was enough for her to explode in my mouth, filling her with her delicious juices and as she looked a little lost I gave one more lick and she sighed. "You will be my new favorite food" I said licking my lips, she said nothing and I moved my face closer to hers on t

My knees straddled him, my dress riding up, and his mouth crashed onto mine—hot, demanding, tongue sweeping in like he was the owner of every moan I gave him. “Fuck the labels,” he growled against my lips, his hands gripping my ass, pulling me down harder against the thick bulge straining his jeans. “Do you feel that? That’s what you do to me every time you look at me with those innocent eyes while your pussy’s dripping for your ‘brother.’”

Sam is staring just as intently as Angie, and my cock's stiffening response shocks me. "Mmm, oh yeah," Jenna moans as I swirl my tongue around and enjoy her sweet nectar. Damn! I have never eaten two different pussies in the same day. Hell, even in the same month. Making a comparison between Angie and Jenna is inevitable. Angie's compact pussy with its thin outer lips emitted a slightly tangy taste and a strong personal aroma. Jenna's thick, dark pussy on the other hand has a more subdued fragrance and a much sweeter flavor. They are both very tasty.

His jet-black hair was slicked back, exposing a sharp jawline and piercing green eyes that held a sick kind of amusement. Olivia swallowed the fear rising in her throat. “What do you want?” Dante smirked, leaning forward. “Oh, I think you know exactly what I want.” He reached out, brushing a strand of her hair from her face. She flinched at the contact, making him chuckle. “You’re quite the little prize, aren’t you?” She yanked her head away. “Victor will come for me.”

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And I can't help but to smirk while thinking on how exciting this could get. 'Get ready, Maze I hope you're up for a big game.'

I made sure it deeply penetrates before I let go and do it again. Then, Yulian suddenly stiffened. I moved faster this time, in and out I went. Following the rhythm, his hands were making until his whole body stopped and shuddered. His juice shot through my throat almost drowning me. But I swallowed everything in one go. If I could describe it; it was a little salty, a bit bitter with a mix of minty after taste. It was thick, it was nothing I imagined it would be. When I raised my head to look at him, he was heaving from exhaustion as if he ran a mile long. And he was giving me an expression I had no idea how to decipher.

Hank gets drunk more and more, losing the remnants of reason, logic, embarrassment. Kitty is hops, Kitty is poison. He didn't know, he didn't think it could be so sweet, so exciting. He does not feel jealousy, he does not feel rivalry. Loving her like that is like playing your violin in a well-functioning orchestra. Without your part, everything will not be the same, everything will sound different. Her lips swell from kisses, they smell of his body, the bodies of her men ... it's strange, it turns on. Her skin crawls, and she shudders and writhing and flowing and moaning so that they all three lose their heads. Arousal hurts.

Brandon's smile widened even more when I placed his hand on my hips. Taking our sits at the bar, we were given samples of the new drinks that were to be released on midnight. 'Lustful sin' was my favorite of them all. Rum and vodka mixed with cranberry and strawberry juice with a salted caramel topping. It was amazing. Brandon by my side, talked to some of his colleagues. I still hadn't asked him what he was doing but I thought I would found out shortly.