Crazy Jamjam Nude Novels & Stories

My jaw dropped. Zara was on her bed, completely naked, her pale skin glistening with a light sheen of sweat under the soft glow of ring lights set up around the room. Multiple cameras were positioned strategically—one on a tripod facing the bed, another on her desk capturing a side angle, and her laptop screen showing a live feed. She was arched back against plush pillows, legs spread wide, one hand between her thighs moving rhythmically with a massive vibrating dildo, the other pinching and twisting her swollen nipples hard enough to leave red marks. Her eyes were half-closed in ecstasy, lips parted as she gasped and whimpered like a bitch in heat.

I say without thinking, and everyone howls. The music rises, the lights fade low, and the whole place seems to wake up at once. We are having the time of our lives. The music is loud; the champagne is flowing, and our bodies move with wild, unfiltered joy. One stripper has taken off his shirt completely, revealing a tattoo that snakes down his chest and vanishes below his waistband. He picks up Amelia and spins her in the air while she screams with laughter. Another is grinding on Brianna’s lap, all smooth hips and cheeky smiles, while Jenna is recording the entire scene and shrieking, “This is going viral!”

His kind of crazy is the kind that should be medicated. One other time, a con artist tried to sell me magic beans. Honestly, I didn't know what I would do with those. Become Viola the Giant Slayer? Not that I believed him though. Three pick-pockets, one mugger, five homeless people, two money-doublers and four drunks later, it seems as if I have seen it all. Until tonight, that is.

Lyra I return to my desk. I open I*******m. My DMs are flooded. Messages of support. Insults. Hideous edits with my blurred photo and vicious captions. People asking me "why I messed everything up," as if the collapse were mine alone. And then, I come across a post from Cassandre, that woman wants to drive me crazy. "There are things women must say when no one is listening. I am not a jealous woman. I am a fiancée. And I refuse to be trampled on with a smile. The facts will speak for themselves."

If I told him how much he made me crazy, wouldn't that sound lame? Wouldn't it be madness if I voice to him how efficient he made me feel. He would think it was my hormones driving me crazy. And I was just a horny girl. "I don't mind, Jamal. You can kiss me as well," I voiced out, pushing away the lame thought. His eyes sparked a surprise. He moved close, "wouldn't that tarnish what's left of us?" His fingers stroked my face.

I noticed that everyone going to make a wish held a small black stone in their hands. I asked Archie, "What's that?" "Wishing stones," he whispered. "But these are just a scam to fool rich people—" Before he could finish, I walked toward a small cabin nearby. The cabin sold those black stones. I pointed to one. "How much for one?" "Three thousand dollars." I took the stone and waded into the water. After a deep breath, I closed my eyes and sank to the bottom of the spring. I relaxed and let the water flow around me. Time passed slowly in the silence. I couldn't hear anything.

" Yeah, babe. Let's go. " They are heading to his company. Candice couldn't hide the fact that she is so excited to see her friend Donald. She's wearing a short sleeved square collar pink mini dress. She partnered it when a nude strappy sandal with two inches heels. A nude mini sling bag and a pink ladies rolex as her only accessory.

Rasha said as she lay down on her left side. Rasha had closed her eyes to sleep, after the situation was completely quiet and no one was awake in the room, suddenly the decoration on Rasha's cell phone moved like a toy that was turned on. The decoration of the cell phone is a miniature bear, quite cute in brown, looks like a miniature bear in general, but who would have thought that the eyes on the object move like a toy that can be turned on in general. If look more closely, the object does not show mystical things, but shows that it is an electronic object.

Right now it was so hard to picture her as the aspiring lawyer she was studying to be. I slammed the bottle down on the marble counter and swiped the excess rum from my lips. Maybe that was one too many shots, but I needed to be drunk for the plan devising in my head. I drank three more and wrap my hands around her waist and pulled her into the crowd of gyrating bodies. "Who are you and what have you done with Leah Monroe? Seriously, did you spend your sabbatical in a club?" I swing my hips playfully in her direction. You wouldn't catch me dead in a club like this or even drinking this much. But desperate times….

There are other women wearing see through clothing as well, but some have their breast exposed completely, and some are totally nude. Club Shameless definitely lives up to its name. I now understand what Jace was saying about the different dynamic types within this lifestyle. There are quite a few Owners with their pets walking around, and I can’t help but stare in fascination at how the ‘pets’ crawl while on a leash, a butt plug with a tail attached swaying behind them. There is even a Daddy Dom with both a boy little and a girl little, both dressed in toddler-looking clothing and sucking on lollipops while their Daddy talks to another Dominant.