In Book 5 of Junie Makes Michael, disaster strikes: Junie’s sexual hijinks land her in trouble with the law—she makes headlines and loses her job. What’s a girl to do? Rather than sit on her ass, Junie decides to sell it, along with the ass of her live-in girlfriend Melanie. The notoriety of her arrest catapults her into the upper echelons of high-end escorting, where her sexual adventures include a lesbian sex show with Melanie, sex on (not in) a luxury British car, and a three-way in a private jet at forty thousand feet. [MF, FF, FFM, squirting, female masturbation, big black cock, femdom, cuckold, public sex, escort, prostitution, whore]
E-Read Erotica Reviews: A lot of books take you on a predictable arc, but this one goes places I never thought the series would go, and I love it…It is as readable as comfort food is edible. It’s funny, full of quips and one-liners, and then it turns around and gets nasty the next heartbeat…We also have a very Noir-like non-linear story here, with some jumping around, a great teaser to start, and plenty of scenes left to our imaginations. The jumping around in time works very well here… This is wonderful storytelling that keeps me interested, and hits the sexy notes perfectly…Humor and witty dialog add the icing to the cake, and this is another great installment to this offbeat and wonderfully sexy tale.
Junie was stretched across the bedcovers, her face between Melanie’s thighs. Her legs were spread, her fat pussy lips protruding between the perfectly round ass cheeks of her creamy bottom. Melanie’s knees were raised, her hands stroking Junie’s hair as her lover tongued and licked her pussy.
The door opened and a young woman, fully clothed, entered with a tray. She set it on the table next to the bed, smiled and left the room. A man sitting in a wing chair rose, walked to the table and poured a glass of wine. His right hand continued to stroke his cock as he stood, looking down at the bed and the two women deep in the throes of cunnilingus.
Junie rolled over to the side of the bed and motioned to him. He leaned over, smiling.
“Mr. Rapja, I wouldn’t want you to waste any of that tasty goo on a jerk-off,” she cooed. “Wouldn’t you rather fire that hot load inside me? After I make my girlfriend come?”
“Don’t worry ‘bout that. And it’s just ‘Rapja.’ You know, like rapture. And, baby, I do want to fuck your tight pussy!”
Junie reached up and pulled him down. She kissed him, smearing his face with Melanie’s juices, then pushed him away.
“What is it about you ladies?” Rapja said as Junie returned to Melanie, planting kisses on her freshly shaved Mound of Venus and her glistening, swollen labia. “I watch plenty of ladies fuck, but you two…”
Melanie, massaging her ample breasts with her hands and sounding very far away, answered. “It’s not an act.”
“Really lesbians, huh?”
“Really anything,” Junie said, now fingering Melanie’s clit. “I think she’s about ready to blow. You gonna come for me, baby? Your clit is so hard!”
Junie put an arm around her waist and pulled Melanie’s hips off the bed as she masturbated her. Rapja, thrusting his hips as he beat off, his thigh muscles clenching, moved to the foot of the bed for a better view.
“I wouldn’t stand there,” Junie warned.
He stepped to the side just as Melanie came, yelping as Junie swirled two fingers on her clit, and shooting a rooster-tail of girl cum out of her pussy that splatted on the carpet.
Two more spurts, weaker, landed on the bed. Her juices covered her inner thighs, so Junie handed Melanie a towel and walked up to Rapja, still stroking his cock.
“The lesbian show is over, at least for now. Would you like to put this inside me?” Junie pushed his hand away and grabbed his shaft. She hefted it like she was weighing it. He was large, both in length and girth, and rock hard.
Rapja reached for her. Junie stepped back and laughed.
“Oh, it’s never that easy. You’ve got to catch me first.” Junie grabbed a towel and darted out of the room.
“What the fuck?” Rapja said, bewildered, and looked at Melanie, now sitting on the side of the bed.
“I’d go after her,” she said. “She’s fast.”
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