Julie And The Phantoms Juke Fanfic Novels & Stories

"Don't let him cum until Cindy does." "Yes, Domina." Thank God my erection would be explained by Rhonda's oral devotion to my prick, and not my interest in my sister. Julia got up and approached Zoe. "Would you like to cum, Zoe?" She asked. "I would love to cum, Julia." She parted her legs and Julia knelt between them, lapping at my former girlfriend's liquid folds.

SELENE: pick up your phone you dramatic little gremlin I have been texting you for HOURS I put the phone on my chest and staring at nothing as I thought of the jock that just left my room. I situation with Julian is bad. I was not going to think about his handsome face, beautiful teeth or big dick. My phone buzzed. I grabbed it faster than I meant to thinking it was chance but surprisingly it was the jock that just left, I quickly sat up as I read it JULIAN: I think we should stop hooking up. What the fuck??

That is the same thing as being cruel and just. But even as the machinery put itself into motion, a small private voice whispered a different thought. Julia had called me, in the dark of fever, by a name that had once been mine. Luke. She had said his name in confusion and longing. She had asked for him in her sleep and then she had reached and wrapped herself around me as if the memory of some other boy had been braided with my skin. What was that? A memory or a projection? Did seeing Vescari pull at her memory like a phantom? Or was she actually someone else entirely placed in the center of a trap?

“I'll show you when we get to the room.” Julia rolled her eyes playfully. Of course, she understood what he meant, and this time, she wanted him too. She was not being forced to like before. This time, she wanted to give him her all and feel it in return. After all, they belonged to each other. *** This story would have ended like any other fairytale, with the characters living “happily ever after,” except that this time it was a mafia story that ended in the best way possible. Well one could actually say that Donatello and Giulia “fucked happily ever after.”

Grant let me know. I nodded my agreement. With a crazy wolf-demon at large it was always good to play safe and take reinforcements. After we finished eating, I helped Juls to do the dishes while Grant and Stella coloured and Liam went for a nap. I wasn’t the only super tired person in this house. Julia nudged me, coming so close that no one could hear us. “So, is he your second chance mate? I felt the chemistry there, the magic flowing between the both of you.”

~Juliet’s Point of View~ RING RING RING “Excuse me,” Jude said, looking down at his phone. He got up and wandered outside, looking every bit a model even in an old Anthrax t-shirt and basketball shorts. Still absolutely mouth watering. “Helllllo,” Jada said, waving her hand in front of me. “Yep,” I said, turning my attention back to my dear sister. “You’ve fallen for him like a fucking body sleeping with the fishes,” she said, making me laugh.

I said. Julian studied me carefully. “Good.” He leaned back, eyes dark. “Because mourning is for losses. And losing Caleb Knight is not a tragedy.” The city lights blurred past the window as the Phantom surged forward, smooth and unstoppable. I watched my reflection in the glass, pale, wet, stripped bare of illusions. Not broken. Never broken. Just… done pretending. Julian reached over and snapped his fingers. The partition slid down. “Hotel?” the driver asked. “No,” Julian said. “Penthouse.”

Nicole looked over and lowered her voice as she leaned closer to Julie. “Jules, do you think that my brother is chasing you?” Julie’s face changed slightly. Nicole said, “He likes you, Jules. Do you still like him?” Julie bowed her head in silence as she fiddled with the mended jade pendant in her hand.

“God—don’t stop.” Julie didn’t. She slowly licked again. Her grip tightened on Riri’s thighs, as she spread them wider. Her tongue moved like she was savoring every second and every taste. “Mmm,” Julie groaned. “This pussy missed me.” Riri whimpered. “Julie... fuck...” Julie chuckled low her tongue circling without touching the center. She was teasing, playing and making Riri twitch. “You’re already shaking,” Julie said, “I haven’t even fucked you yet.”

“Fuck, Jules, I’m coming!” She followed, gushing into my mouth, the taste salty and sweet, coating my tongue. “Yes, Evie, drink my cum!” Julian pulled out, painted both our faces with hot, sticky cum. “Take my load, you filthy sluts. Lick it off each other.” One down. Three hundred sixty - one days to go.