Noah Jupe Hot Novels & Stories

“You’re gonna be screaming our names while your fiancé films it, you know that?” I moaned out loud. My knees almost buckled. Tyrone stood up and came behind me. His bare chest pressed to my back, his huge bulge grinding against my ass through his briefs. “Tell your man how hard you are right now, Liam. Tell him you’re dripping for three BBCs.” My voice cracked. “Noah… I’m so fucking hard. I’m leaking everywhere.” Noah’s hand sped up on his cock. “Keep going, baby. Let them touch you.”

His gaze remained fixed on his phone, occasionally flickering toward the door. Why weren’t they here yet? "Noah’s a nutcase," Kyle sighed, taking a drag from his cigarette. He sat alone, but Madeline was right beside him, desperately trying to get his attention. "Should I help with that?" she asked sweetly. "Don’t," Kyle snapped, his green eyes cold. A frown appeared on her face, but she said nothing. She was determined he would be hers if she just played her cards right. Meanwhile, Noah was having the time of his life. Red-haired Zoe was giving him a lap dance like a pro, grinding against his hips and shoving her more than bountiful breasts in his face. He laughed at his friends before capt

I’m not paying much attention because my girls and I are having fun. Taking my hand and grabbing me around my waist, Noah decides it’s time for him to show me his dance moves. Okay, this guy can dance. Let’s see if he can keep up. I turn around, keeping my back to his front, and I wind my hips and get low as Usher’s Good Love plays through the speakers. Now, I don’t know what it is, but something is telling me I should probably stop throwin’ it back on Noah, but I clearly am not paying attention to my inner ‘spidey’ senses.

Sweat beads on his brow, his cock trapped between us, leaking pre-cum onto my stomach as I grind down harder. Noah moans loud, hands finally daring to clutch my hips, fingers digging in like anchors. 'Harder, Mummy—fuck me like you own me,' he begs, voice hoarse, surrendering fully now. His body yields, pushing back to meet my thrusts, that vulnerable plea turning into guttural cries. I angle deeper, hitting that spot inside him that makes his eyes roll back, his thick cock throbbing against my skin.

Joan. “You are such a good girl for Daddy,” Noah growled against my skin, his voice thick with lust. “Such a filthy, eager little slut. James never took care of you properly, did he? Never ate this sweet pussy the way it deserves. Never made you scream and beg like the desperate whore you really are.” His mouth trailed hot, open-mouthed kisses down my chest, tongue rolling around one hardened nipple before switching to the other, sucking hard enough to make me arch and whimper.

Then I can hear her moan again, but this time it felt like she was right next to me moaning in my ear. My hand starts to do his job by going up and down my large hard dick. The heavenly feeling it gives me and the moans I can hear make me go insane. Soon after hearing her moans I start growling and moaning as well. The feeling and sounds of Jane make it amazing it’s like she is moaning right next to me while she is giving me a hand job. Then Jane’s voice pops in my head: “Noah, Noah, Noah…” then a loud moan like she was coming hard. That puts me over the edge and I moan loudly Jane’s name while my sperm hit the shower walls around me. *********************************************

Jenny said. “Bourbon for me. Something strong. No gin.” We laughed. Noah glared. “Excellent choice, miss.” “Call me Ju. And this is Jen.” “Perfect. Jen and Ju. Drinks coming right up.” He walked away. “He’s cute,” Jenny whispered. “Definitely your type.” We burst out laughing. Noah appeared. “Problem?” “Just waiting for our drinks,” I said coolly. They arrived instantly. “Jen…” he handed hers.

Noah let out a soft groan, seeming to stir from our voices. “Are you alright?” the guy asked him. Anger and jealousy surged through me at the tone of his voice. It sounded gentle—almost affectionate. Who the hell is this guy? “Where are we? Fuck… why is it so cold?” Noah muttered, his eyes still closed. “Noah,” I called, my voice cold. His eyes snapped open. He looked up at me, and I held his gaze with mine. Come here. Calm me down. Take this jealousy away.

I love this feeling! His fingers curled inside me, touching every fucking sensitive spot in there, and just as I felt my orgasm close, my walls clenching, Noah stopped. “Fuck! Pl… please… don't… don't stop…” I pleaded, breathless, as if I'd die if he didn't continue… Nah, I won't, but I might lose my mind. I really need to hit that fucking euphoria. He stared, holding me firmly under his gaze. “Tell me you want this…”

Fuck me. Marcus completely lost his mind. He started moving like an animal, his sweat dripping down onto Noah’s chest. It was loud, wet, and dirty. He could feel Noah’s tight walls clamping down around him, pulsing, begging for his hot seed. Marcus bent down and bit hard into Noah’s neck, right where his pulse was jumping, drawing a single drop of sweet blood. Noah thrashed against him, his face twisted in pure ecstasy as his own climax hit him like a train. Noah jetted all over their stomachs.