Sexy Zone Members Novels & Stories

When she asks me to tell her about my day, I opt out of talking about my first class with the fuckers, but I do go on and talk about how she’s dating a sex worker. “Should I feel special for getting all the freebies?” she muses. “You have a lifetime membership to the all-inclusive Sex with Jace. Your membership includes everything, and the best part is that it’s free.” She giggles again, but then I see her face get serious, “You don’t lose out on good paying customers by not having sex with them, do you?” I scoff, “No, we don’t charge for that part, baby. That is the trainer’s preference. Why do you ask?”

Not long, the captain of the plane greets us through an intercom with their usual spiel. I immediately gulp the drink and ask Devon to retrieve the glass before the plane departs. Since I don't like the feeling whenever the plane goes up, I close my eyes, put on some earpods, and play some music, until we fly. When the seatbelt light is out, I take out my laptop and ask Devon to connect it to the airplane wifi. I once again visited the online community named 'SEXONITE' which I found a few days ago. This community allows me to connect with people who are like me. Well, not technically like me. There are various reasons why people join this community, but we all have one thing in common,

And damn it — it’s so cocky, cute, and unexpected — it works. It always works. Kiara and I are convinced there’s a secret ‘Hot Guy Sex Training Club’. A place where they teach men how to seduce the opposite sex. Or the same sex if they’re into that. Possibly named Boys Educational and Analytical Sex Training — BEAST for short. My brothers are clearly VIP members. “Let’s eat,” Enrique calls as they disappear. “I’m starving too!” I yell after them. They laugh. “It’s good to be a man,” someone mutters.

"Nothing like a swingers club. Imagine being able to make your innermost fantasies come alive." "What do you mean?" "Anything you could desire sexually, within reason, they can provide." "They are set in secret locations around the world, catering to the 1%. I could lose my membership just by telling you." "Okay, I get it. Super rich sex club." "What do you do there?" I'm curious to find out what her deepest desires are.

It'd be a wild ride, scoring cash while driving them wild with pleasure—now that sounds like a party worth crashing! Without wasting a second, I dove straight into my computer and scoured sites looking for gigs as a gigolo. I stumbled upon a website that caught my eye: elitesex.com. It promised a wild experience where both the gigolos and the women flaunt sexy masks during their escapades, keeping their identities under wraps. I mean, who wouldn't want to get it on anonymously, right? Apparently, even some high-profile government officials and celebs are in on the action!

But that’s where the performance ends. She’s just a means to an end. Not worth the mess between my legs. I brought the car to a stop just in front of a large, high-class building – The Vendata hotel – meant for the rich and powerful. Dominik only meets potential clients or allies inside CLUB RAZAEL – a hyper-exclusive, underground sex club hidden in plain sight in the underbelly of the luxury hotel. It was a place soaked in every dark, carnal fantasy that money could buy. The kind of place where clothes were optional and consent was assumed the second you stepped through the red-lit archways.

The bass thumped, the lights flashed, and the crowd writhed in a frenzy of lust and desire. It was a typical Saturday night at Club Xtasy, the hottest spot in town for those seeking a wild time. Amidst the sea of sweaty bodies, one figure stood out-a tall, muscular white man with a tribal tattoo snaking up his neck, a telltale sign of his true identity.

"You might see a couple of unmasked people milling around. They are security. Do not interact sexually with them, and they will not interact with you. They are there to keep the fun going and keep everyone safe, as well as to assist with any issues that should arise. They will provide lubricant or prophylactics upon request. There are also waiters and waitresses that are working. They are well compensated, so tipping is not expected. The wait staff, unlike the security staff, is fair game. You may interact with them as you please, but the same consent rules apply to them as it does to the party members. This is the only entrance and exit that you are allowed to use. There are rooms in the ho

Cameron asked as he put his cell in his pocket. Julian knew what The Fox Hole was. It was a swingers’ club – LBGTQ were welcomed. It was located between New York and Jersey. He had ventured there himself once and had never gone back. It wasn’t his style. He just couldn’t find it in him to sleep with a married woman. “I’ll tell you later,” Derek said between a tight smile. “So? What have you been up to?” Candy asked. “When we heard you had sold The Oasis a while back, we nearly fainted.”

Kane ripped off her pants and eagerly started licking her honey pot. Selene pulled Xavier’s hair and started grinding on his face as Xander sucked and pulled on her nipples while rubbing her clit. “Fuck”, she yelled as she came all over his beautiful face. Xavier grabbed Selene as he laid down and place her on top of his hard shaft. “Ride me baby, show me you missed me as much as I missed you” he purred into her ear. Xander placed his hard shaft at her rear entrance. “Relax baby doll”, he inserted his cock into her as Xavier thrust into her treasure box prompting her to ride his dick.