Julez Smith Sex Novels & Stories

The image of the naked Xeus in their basement flashed in Jules’s mind. His cheeks warm, Jules averted his gaze. “Are there… Are there any Xeus alphas among your eligible candidates?” Jules said after a moment. He actually had no idea if Liam shared their uncle’s prejudice. Liam’s face did something strange. “What?” Jules said, his curiosity spiking.

“You’ll live, Jules. Now, let’s go. Kell should be here at any moment.” Juliet’s shoulders slump, but she doesn’t say a word. Instead, she rises to stand in front of the mirror and appraises her makeup. Moving to stand next to the mirror, I face her. “What’s wrong, Jules?” She shrugs as she pretends to take a wrinkle out of her dress. There’s something really wrong with my best friend, and I need to know what it is. Moving to stand in front of the mirror, I block her image and settle my hands on her shoulders. “I just told you that Kell and I had sex. So, you better tell me what’s wrong. Now!” I mutter firmly.

Dear future me, Holy fucking shit! Last night was the best sex of my life. Julius is shit in bed compared to the guy I chose last night. Lucas is his name, and Lord help me, if I didn't scream it multiple times throughout the night. The man is a fucking sex god. Hot as hell, too. How the hell I managed to pull him off is beyond me.

now. - So greedy. – Julius smile, put plenty of coconut oil on his cock and in Romeo's entrance, and position his cock next to the tight ring. With a small push, he pushes the tip in, making Romeo groan with a slight pain, disguised by desire. Julius's cock comes out and goes in deeper. With each exit, he goes deeper and deeper, until he is cook is fully inside Romeo. Every time his cook slides over Romeo's pleasure point, Romeo rolls his eyes in ecstasy.

“Let’s just say the rumors of my conquests far outnumber my actual experiences.” “But still, you’ve had sex before.” “With girls.” “You never hooked up with guys before me?” “I did. But I never fucked any of them. A few handies, some BJs, that’s it.” A smile spread across Jules’s face, his eyes lighting up. “Really?” “Really.” “I kinda like that too.” He leaned down and pressed a kiss against my neck. “It makes me feel special.” “You are.” My voice cracked, and I cleared my throat.

"How does that work?" "I have sex whenever and however my husband wants." "So he was the instigator of the sex last night?" "No," Julia replied, "I was. A sex slave has certain needs. He chose to fulfill them for me. He could have left me wanting." The nurse looked dubious, not believing Julia had initiated the sex last night. Julia lifted up her skirt, exposing her pussy to the nurse, then ran her finger through her slit, soaking it in her juices. She showed it to the nurse.

Jules got a red bracelet, which meant that she was a switch; she was both a submissive and a dominatrix. We were not allowed to go in with our phones because of privacy. They didn't want to end up in a situation whereby people were videoed without their consent, so when our coats were taken from us, our devices were as well. I was self-conscious, but I tried not to let it show as Jules and I stepped into the main club. That was where the real fun was. I watched as Jules' eyes lit up with excitement at the sight of people having sex in public and not in the usual vanilla way. I was quite ashamed to admit to myself that it caught my attention as well.

Jett was not quite sure how to react. In the past, he had sold his soul to Don Smith and was constantly exhausted so he did not have time to think about dating. Later on, he started working for Alejandro and began to go to nightclubs. Although he had flings with women, there were no feelings involved. He had no experience in dating at all. He was as inexperienced as a little boy.

Sage’s head was thrown back, dark hair fanned across the quilt, her small breasts rising and falling with every gasp. “Wow… just take a look at you” Jules said, low and rough, almost conversational despite the intensity in her eyes. She wasn’t one for flowery talk; her words came out blunt, like orders at last call. “All flushed and dripping down my wrist. You been holding out on us, artist girl? Saving this pretty pussy for the right night?” She twisted her fingers on the next thrust, curling them just so, and Sage let out a broken whimper that went straight to my core.

' Ginger Geller's excited eyes lit up at the thought that she would soon be Javen's wife. Just take Cassie down, and she'll be with Javen forever! 'The rekindling? You're so naive. You've done so many disgusting things before. Even if Javen really broke up with me, he couldn't be with you. You couldn't get into Smith's House at all. ' Smith's House doesn't like Ginger Geller at all. It seems to have been poked to a sore spot, and Ginger Geller's face immediately twisted. 'What are you talking nonsense about? Javen and I are two of a kind. Do I need you to tell me? '