I wrote a hot hot 🔥🔥🔥☄️👨🚒🚿hot secretary role play scene between my favorite two characters in my latest series update, link after the excerpt.
Author: JkValucia
Casino in Monaco [Bi, FFFM, drugs, Fdom]
Here’s an excerpt from my series:
Jada felt wired. She walked around the room to examine the art. While Ava and Ayano had an intense but meaningless drug-fueled conversation on the couch, Cyana approached her from behind.
“I do love this dress,” Cyana commented, placing her hands on Jada’s hips. “Is it Cavalli?”
“Yes…” Jada felt uncomfortable. This was wrong: this tall, gorgeous woman was hitting on her with lessening subtlety. Wrong, albeit skillfully done. Jada had been with women before. In fact, she lost her virginity to a girl her own age years ago. She had been so dazzled by everything that night and she was attracted to Cyana (and Ava, for that matter), so why not? But where would this encounter lead, if she let it continue? Would this set a precedent in her relationship with Ayano? Unfortunately, cocaine and alcohol had a way of instantly dismissing perfectly rational thoughts like these ones.
Cyana began to kiss Jada’s neck and caress her stomach over the delicate purple fabric of her dress. Jada felt so sexy and desired. Her nipples got visibly hard through the thin fabric. Cyana turned both of them to face Ayano and Ava. Jada searched for her boyfriend’s eyes.
Humorous excerpt from my erotica series
I’ve updated my Jada Versailles series. Ayano looks like Dave Navarro. He’s fucking hot, but will Jada notice that he’s a selfish, insensitive prick? Not yet. These two will keep having hot, nasty sex for several more chapters. Here’s a part where Ayano explains why he was called away mid-coitus.
“Yes, I know. Fine. Sergei got shot while he was protecting one of our government contacts. This guy got himself into some trouble and we felt it was in our best interest to protect him, as he has a lot of sensitive information to exchange and we will need him for a future endeavor. So, you see, nothing to do with me or you being in danger.” Ayano assured her, sitting down on the couch and taking off his shoes and socks, throwing them across the living room floor. His ink black hair was coming loose from where it was tied up behind his head. She looked at his beautiful, soulful eyes and she noticed that he didn’t look the least bit disturbed.
“He got shot? Was it bad?” Jada asked.“It turned out to be just a flesh wound, luckily. It was some Columbian guys, they’re very proficient killers. We were worried, but he’ll recover completely.” he said, unbuttoning every button on his shirt and wandering into the kitchen for a drink.
Martial arts instructor
Jada is at a martial arts class at a retreat in France…
At the end of the afternoon, Jada was paired with a Greek woman who was more muscular than she was but with half the skill and speed. As they began, Jada noticed that Ayano was coming nearer to observe them. Naturally, this shook her up. She could block many of the Greek woman’s swings, but was too frazzled to land any hits. Ayano stood at the sidelines with his arms folded across his chest and shouted a few words of advice, directed at her and her opponent. The match ended with a devastating throw– the Greek managed to throw Jada over her shoulder and on to the mat with a loud thump.
Ayano congratulated the woman for the win and dismissed her for the day as Jada laid there with the wind knocked out of her. She was lying on her back, sweaty and flustered. Her loose tank top was no longer covering her sports bra and her chest was rising and falling rapidly to catch her breath. Ayano stood above her, watching her with thinly concealed desire.
Villainess stranded on desert island
On their third day of waiting, Batman had announced that he was off to go collect more firewood. It was still drizzling on and off, but Jada did her best to launder her costume on the shore of the freshwater lagoon to the east of their camp. She hung it up to drip somewhat dry on some branches and swam the length of the lagoon. At the center, she floated on her back and listened to the water tumbling from the stream behind her. The sensation of weightlessness was deeply calming, warding off the looming impatience over when they would get off the island. She swam back to the grass, pausing to wring the water from her hair. As she fixed her sight in the direction of the camp, she was startled to see Batman a few feet away, still picking up firewood. She could have easily got back into the water. She could have covered herself, but wouldn’t it be fun to make him uncomfortable? And if anything else were to happen, she would like that, too. How many people could say they’d fucked Batman? She stood up straight, allowing her naked body to be in full view.
Jada in Monaco (FFFM)
an excerpt from my recent work:
Jada felt wired. She walked around the room to examine the art. While Ava and Ayano had an intense but meaningless drug-fueled conversation on the couch, Cyana approached her from behind.
“I do love this dress,” Cyana commented, placing her hands on Jada’s hips. “Is it Cavalli?”
“Yes…” Jada felt uncomfortable. This was wrong: this tall, gorgeous woman was hitting on her with lessening subtlety. Wrong, albeit skillfully done. Jada had been with women before. In fact, she lost her virginity to a girl her own age years ago. She had been so dazzled by everything that night and she was attracted to Cyana (and Ava, for that matter), so why not? But where would this encounter lead, if she let it continue? Would this set a precedent in her relationship with Ayano? Unfortunately, cocaine and alcohol had a way of instantly dismissing perfectly rational thoughts like these ones.
Cyana began to kiss Jada’s neck and caress her stomach over the delicate purple fabric of her dress. Jada felt so sexy and desired. Her nipples got visibly hard through the thin fabric. Cyana turned both of them to face Ayano and Ava. Jada searched for her boyfriend’s eyes.