Sexy Zone Members Novels & Stories

When he clicked it on low, Kai moaned and gripped the leather. “Fuck—Sir—” “You’ll wear it all evening. If you behave, I might let you come on my cock in one of the private rooms. If you embarrass me…” Damien clicked it higher for three brutal seconds, making Kai’s knees buckle, then turned it off. “I’ll edge you in front of my men and leave you dripping and denied.” The club was called Velvet, a high-end underground empire of neon, dark leather booths, and pulsing music. Damien’s territory. Powerful men and beautiful people moved through the space like predators and prey.

was all the red haired girl was shouting until she cummed. I can't hold it any longer, I feel like joining them in the show as my body responds to them and my inner thigh was wet and needed a very hard cock inside it but I can't do that at the moment, Lawson won't even allow it. Lawson changed to the blue eyed girl, started by kissing, smooching, touching her everywhere as he bang her buttocks within some minutes, he was inside her and giving it to her as she keeps jacking her waist to meet him halfway, yeah Lawson loves the way they fucked him, within some minutes, the girl was on red haired girl was on Lawson jacking, shaking her hips on the big cook Inside her pussy as the red haired girl

Another couple was pressed against a mirrored wall, the man’s hand fisted in the woman’s hair as she moaned, her fingers digging into his shoulders. He swallowed hard. His cock twitched from the sheer rawness of it all. "My God," Alex breathed. The woman beside him chuckled, her thumb brushing his knuckles. "Impressive, isn't it?" "A sex club," he muttered, though that didn't begin to cover it. This wasn't some seedy backroom. It was decadent, the kind of place where fantasies were crafted with care. She leaned in, lips grazing his ear. "Not a sex club, not a dungeon. Calling it that is limiting." Her voice was a purr. "This is Zentharis. Just Zentharis. A place for those who crave more than

The most important thing was satisfying myself after such a frustrating morning. “Damn, Jack…” “Shit, Zoe. Your pussy is driving me crazy! I want to touch it!” Jack growled, and I knew he was also doing something to his dick. If he were here, I’d gladly do something for him with my tongue and lips. “You can touch it…” I sped up my finger movements and knew I’d soon get what I needed, “Please touch me!” “Yes, Zoe. I’ll do it…” Shit, I was about to climax just from my fingers and Jack’s voice on the video call.

“Look at you!“ Her eyes flicked down. “You're dripping, Zevara. Look at your cum littering the floor.“ I glanced down at myself and yeah.. it was true. My cum is sliding down my thighs—down to my toes. How is this possible? Am still wearing my panties, isn't it? She breathed in. “Now… I want to lick your cum. I want to claim that virgin cunt with my tongue.“ Fear ignited inside me. Lick my cum? Is she also bisexual like her daughter? And again… how did everyone still excepted that I would still be a virgin? Did I look that innocent? “Selena, I want to have a share of her too,” Caius said. “I want to fuck her tight mouth.“ “Me too, Selena,” Sebastian chipped in. “That virgin pussy is mine.“ “

Isabella’s POV Vixxen’s Private Gentleman’s Club was a plain enough building from the outside. In fact, it didn’t even have a big neon sign or a billboard to announce its presence. Instead, a brass-enameled plaque was the only thing on the completely black building. The sign simply says, Vixxen’s Private Gentleman’s Club – Members Only. There was no lineup, which means it’s ultra-exclusive. Probably Mafia, elite businessmen, and politicians frequented here for privacy and anonymity. Two giants of men stood guard at the front entrance to ensure privacy.

A quick glance around the room let's me know all the other members have started having sex in this room which makes me smile, an orgy is always fun. "Good boy," Nathan praises when Cole starts sucking him off. I let out a breathy moan as Cole's hand tightens around my dick and strokes me in time with his head bobbing over Nathan's dick. I look to my side and see Lucas and Damian jerking off as Lacey has Thomas' head between her legs. I move Cole's hand from me when I see Mason walking over shyly. "Would you like to join us?" I ask Mason because I know he's probably nervous about asking.

Dax Including six women and one prospect, there are twenty-two of us. Two members didn’t show. A side room off the main area has a table where the club officers usually meet. It won’t hold everyone we have here tonight, so we’re set up in the main room. The men are restless and the women appear their normal strung-out mess if you don’t count Red. The women start at around twenty years old. There have been younger ones, but it was bringing heat to the club, so Fox started sneaking the young ones in for gangbangs. They were anywhere from sixteen and up and he’d hand them drugs and send them on their way when the brothers were through with them. That’s never been my scene. I like fucking women,

I would've driven with my brothers if Liam hadn't called up Sadie then snatched her and made her sit in his car, Elijah and Aiden wanting to drive with Liam because they already packed their shit in there. It's a school holiday, so the parents thought that sending their young unmarried kids off to the family cabin for the week would be a good idea. Jeremy and Reece are only coming down tomorrow, leaving me to drive with Ace, Liam not wanting him to drive the 4 hour drive alone, stupid ass if only he knew I would wantonly spread my legs for Ace at the snap of his fingers. Ohh the thought of being spread wide open for Ace as he looks at me hungrily, then burying his cock deep inside of me.

“Morgan, this is Alyssa Devereaux, owner of Sexy Sirens. The most famous—or infamous—gentleman’s club in southern Louisiana, depending on your point of view.” Brandon’s little woman flashed a weak smile, trying her damndest not to stare at Alyssa’s inch-thick makeup, near indecent skirt, and fuck-me boots. There was nothing subtle about Alyssa. She still dressed like a stripper, though she hadn’t danced around a pole in years. She sucked a cock like a woman trying to ingest the brass off a doorknob. She had worse language than him. But she also had a big, big heart.