Julie Chrisley Sexy Novels & Stories

She cries out, her body shaking as she climaxes the second time, her orgasm so intense that she squirts. "Oh god, oh god," she moans. Then she collapses back onto the bed. I lie beside her, watching. Julie's chest rises and falls in quick succession, her breath coming in sharp gasps as if she's just run a marathon. It’s intoxicating to see her this way, that glow of exhaustion mixed with satisfaction radiating from her. I can't help but smirk at the sight—this beautiful woman, utterly wrecked, looking like she’s been touched by fire. There’s something raw and stunning about her that pulls at me, igniting that familiar heat I feel whenever she’s near.

"How Do I Look?“ Julie asked her mother and me, focusing on us with a fat smile on her face. She wore a red asymmetric sequin plunging V-neck strappy dress, with a Zoey lace-up chunky heel sandal. Her face was gorgeous, the Smokey makeup kindled her brown eyes. She loosened her hair and allowed her curly jet black hair to fall, meeting her waist. Thanks to Jennie and my regular visits to countless salons and boutiques, I can instantly identify outstanding details concerning ladies. But I don't feel bad for paying so much attention to woman's interests. The more I stared at Julie, I felt a sense of lust toward her but immediately relieved my mind of such thoughts. But of course the tension in

I looked at her to see her eyes glazing with anger. “Julie, do you make it a point to try to come between mates? Especially those mates of your friends?” Chastity growled, making me bite my lip to keep from smirking. “I was just offering to keep this sexy male company while you get work done.” Julie said innocently.

“I don’t cum during sex. No one has ever done that reach around thing.” She turns around and flops into the seat. Huck fits his pants and laughs. “How many pathetic men have you been with?” Julie laughs. “I don’t know, 100 or so.” “And no one thought to make it enjoyable for you?” Huck sits down next to her, and they turn their heads to look at each other. “I get off during the prep. That is why I only get the guy hard with my mouth. I learned if they finish in your face, they aren’t worried about me at all,” Julie laughs at him.

I flashed him a grin. He glared at me. My grin dropped. I sighed, keeping my elbows on his large oak wood desk. “Okay, first of all, Chris Moore’s wife is hot; you have seen her. How could I resist when she wanted me to fuck her on her bed? And the daughter was really sweet. We were both tipsy after a party and it just happened. About Julian, um, long story short. Someone caught her with her handcuffed to the door because we lost the key. Not to mention, Richard deserved it.”

… Nate's pov… “Hey, Nate,” Julie said with a coy smile, her voice laced with a hint of mischief. As Julie stood up from her chair, my heart rate quickened, my senses on high alert. I couldn't tear my eyes away from her as she made little attempt to adjust her clothing, her beautiful legs tantalizingly revealed. The way her eyes rolled in the most seductive manner and her cherry lips parted sent a surge of desire coursing through me.

I'm just glad Maria took Estella to the park just now because I wouldn't be able to go through with this if I knew there was anyone other that Tyberias that would see me like this. I finished my outfit with a cropped spaghetti strap top that only covered my bøøbs . TYBERIAS' POV I was sat on the couch flicking through Netflix when I saw Juliana walk up to me. I shamelessly gaped at her as I saw what she was wearing. She had such an amazing hourglass figure. The top she was wearing hugged her tïts snuggly, but was pretty low cut so she was still revealing some cleavage. Her shorts were cupping her àss perfectly. I was such a lucky motherfucker to have a girl like her.

Her breathing changed suddenly, and Julie suddenly started making noises that were familiar to Fia only because she had heard herself make the same noises. Then it happened. Julie suddenly pushed herself off the couch, arching her back. Her legs trembled and her pussy became incredibly wet and hot in the space of a few seconds. The orgasm didn’t last long, and Julie pushed Fia away from her, forcing the new slave to collapse on the floor. “She’ll do well,” said Julie as she recovered and stood up from the couch.

Kelly’s pov Julie was a 32-year-old single lady and what I called a very attractive woman. She was pretty. I have gone out on two dates with her and had sex both times. I received a call from her inviting me to join her at her friend's anniversary party. We planned on leaving around 6 a.m. so I asked her to stay at my house the night before so we could get up and leave and make the trip easier on both of us. Julie drove to my house the night before, and we went out to dinner and had a few drinks with our dinner. We then went to a movie and the movie had lots of sex scenes. Julie was aroused by the movie, and I was aroused. Before long, I ran my hand up under her blouse playing with her tits

He smiled as her thighs opened and he stepped between them. “I can always count on you to join me for some fun.” He looked at Julie’s lap as her short silk nightgown pooled against her belly in an emerald, green puddle of wrinkles. “What a perfect frame for your red curls. Other women take it all off, but I like your curls. So soft, and shiny as you get excited. I can touch them and feel how needy you are. Your clit peeks out of them when you are perfectly fuckable.” “Perfectly fuckable. That’s a new definition.”