Jules Gloryhole Novels & Stories

Hilary’s lips twisted into a mischievous smile, her tone dripping with fake familiarity, “Pretending you don't even know me? That is not exactly your style, Gina. But you have always been like that, haven't you? A foolish, clueless bitch.” Jules simply stared at her with the movements of her eyes narrowing into a condescending arch as a smug, entirely unfazed smile played on her lips. She didn't offer a single word of defense, which only infuriated Hilary more. Fired up by the repulsion of Jules’ calm demeanor, Hilary took a step closer, her voice rising into a cold, furious scowl, “Where have you been only to appear now, Gina?! You fooled everyone into thinking you were dead! What happened

"Don't cry, Dan. You're the true heir to the Sullivan name. Everything I make is yours, and no one will ever take it from you." Daniel immediately broke into a smile. Then, he pointed at me in disgust. "But Mom, Clifford stinks. He reeks of blood! He's dirtied the place, and now he's ruined the evening." The moment he showed the slightest displeasure, Mom—the powerful businesswoman—sprang into action. "Don't be upset. If he's dirty, I'll have him cleaned up." Having said that, she snapped her fingers and several workers in hazmat suits carried in a massive industrial cleaning tank.

She simply stood by the entrance of the cafe across the street from morning until night. Several times, Julian couldn't help but want to go and talk to her, but I stopped him every time. "Kieran, she… looks quite pitiful," he said. "Oh?" I didn't even look up from the documents I was flipping through. "When she kicked us out, did you think we were pitiful?" Julian fell silent.

Already ordered two bottles of fizz, so im handed a glass, and the giggles begin with all four of us standing like little school girls looking at the talent but knowing they are too young. Then Preshy sees we are ten mins late to be at Jane house so we knock the drinks back and all stand and head to the door with several eyes looking at us an even two whistles, I cant resist so I grab a couple of bums on way passed and then one of them opened the door so this is it I stroke his man hood over his Jeans look up and say thank you and blow him a kiss, Off we go to Jane’s now I am glad I got jeans as the girls are freezing. We walked in as the door was unlocked, so we all walked in and into the l

Moans and slapping sounds came from different rooms, and I walked straight to the gloryhole area first because I wanted to start anonymously. The gloryhole booth was small and dark. I locked the door, pulled my dress up, and knelt on the padded bench. There were holes on both sides of the wall, but I didn’t have to wait long. A thick, hard cock pushed through the hole on my right. It was big, dark, and already leaking precum. I leaned forward and took it into my mouth right away. I sucked it deep, swirling my tongue around the head, tasting the salty precum. I bobbed my head fast, slurping and drooling all over it. The man on the other side groaned and pushed more of his cock through, and I

The Glitter Hole doesn’t shy away from playing classic songs from gay icons and I couldn’t be more grateful because they just don’t make music like this anymore. I continue to serve drinks, but when the chorus drops Cassandra and I simultaneously lose our composure – if we had any – and bust out some classic seventies dance moves. I reach out for her hand, which she takes as I spin her into my arms and spin her back out with smiles plastered on our faces. Everyone is cheering and hollering, loving every second of it, that is until my shoe catches on the rubber matt, and I end up flat on my ass on a sticky as hell floor. Sticky asses aside, I can’t get back up because I’m too busy laughing, a

Jules screamed, raising her voice. Paaa!! A hard slap landed on Gigi’s face. I got startled when I noticed it was my babe hands on Gigi’s ugly face. I never felt remorse neither did I pitied the ugly plus-sized girl anyways. “You must be so stupid to think my man will leave me just to stoop so fucking low to a classless thing like you, have you ever checked yourself in the mirror? Do you think a good man can come to you? No they can never date a disgusting thing like you.” Jules said, brimming in anger.

I was content to let her roam my periphery vision, but it didn't mean I was going to allow the hag bully take advantage of her. “Keep your claws hidden Jules, or I'd give you someone your size you can pick on,” I growled, clenching my fist and seeing Kalden step up behind me out of the corner of my eye before the wicked hag of the mountains nodded, bowing so low I was sure she had lost something on the glossy expanse of the green linoleum tiles before she snapped her head up. I watched as Ma Jules threw a smirking Nola one last accusatory look before striding past, the crowd parting around her as though they were being careful not to let the witch touch any part of their bodies.

Delila looks at me suspiciously as if she already knows I am up to no good. I confirm her suspicion when my driver pulls up in front of a building that looks like some type of club. From the look on Delilah's face, I could tell she knew it wasn't an ordinary nightclub. Especially after reading the big bright sign displaying the name of the club, "The Glory Hole." "Motherfucker," she murmurs under her breath, but I hear her loud and clear. She doesn't look too excited, but she doesn't look too angry either. Maybe she needed to realize what kind of place it was. Diana, on the other hand, looks excited. It must not be her first rodeo.

Kinks: gloryhole, multiple cocks, rough sex, exhibitionism Sara's heart thumped wildly in her chest as she and Mia entered the dimly lit, pulsing gloryhole bar. The heavy bass reverberated through the walls, vibrating every nerve ending in her body. The humid air hit her skin like a caress, carrying with it the scent of sex and taboo promises. It was their 27th birthday, and this was the ultimate gift they had fantasized about for months - a night of pure, anonymous indulgence.