Emily Jane Nude Novels & Stories

Ella is fidgeting with the hem of her dress, looking back and forth between her sons and the lewd. ‘My Fiance, Sugarcup. Could you not stay away for a minute?’ Juicy…ahem! Quincy immediately smiles as he stands up to receive a hazelnut-head slender vampiress. Emily, for my utmost discomfort, is a drop-dead stunning vampiress who could have walked out of a fashion and skincare magazine cover. Tall, petite, pale, high-bridge nose, big doe eyes, and plump lips—she does not look a day older than twenty-five and a granddaughter figure in the arms of the son of a blood-sucking bitch!

I asked hesitantly. “Yes,” Tyler replied, his smirk widening. “I’ll help you get changed, then we can go home.” I swallowed hard, my voice barely above a whisper. “But… that means… you’re going to see me… naked.” He chuckled softly, leaning just a little closer. “I’ve seen you like that a lot of times, Emily.” I bit my lip, still blushing, and nodded slowly, letting him help me with the fresh clothes.

Hands trembling with a mix of fear and desperate arousal, Emily obeyed. She pulled the tank top over her head, letting it fall. The cool air pebbled her skin, her breasts full and aching, her nipples tight peaks. His gaze burned over them. Then, she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her shorts and panties, pushing them down her legs in one motion, stepping out of the pooled fabric. She was completely bare before him, vulnerable and exposed. For a moment, he just looked, his chest rising and falling with deep breaths. “Fuck, Emily,” he breathed. “You’re perfect.”

And the lift open. A person was standing with a gentle smile on her face and she was wearing a strapless top that ends just above the belly button and a short tight skirt that ends about 5 inches above the knee, her perfect curve can be seen and the person was none other than the Emily. She had never appeared like this in front of daniel. She had always dressed like a lady of a high-class family with a long skirt and top or something else. But today she was totally different and looking sexy.

Still burnin’ in my head—tits bouncin’, pussy drippin’, ass clappin’ loud while she fingered herself right in front of me. Twenty grand well spent. But now? Now I needed to see what the hell was next. I dropped back into the leather chair, grabbed the tablet off the side table, and pulled up the club cameras. My private feed. Every angle, every corner. I flipped straight to the main floor and there she was. Emily. Straddling some drunk-ass nigga at a corner table. Her tiny skirt hiked all the way up, thong pressed tight against his bulge while she grinded slow and nasty.

Emily was used to walking naked in her room, so she came out of the room naked. “Arrrrrrrrrrrr!!!!!!!!!.” She shouted trying to use her hands to cover herself up “Are you a psychopath or something , get out of my room! “ Emily shouted at him Casper was just lost looking at her body, she had a small waist and her nipples were slightly red and her skin was like milk.. “Get out pervert.”Emily said throwing things at him it was at this point Casper came back to his senses “You look so so sexy baby.”Casper said walking towards her while she was moving backwards

That weekend, Emily showed up at Landon’s studio and posed for the nude photos. They were all tasteful, as Landon had promised, but Emily couldn’t help feeling like she’d sold herself out. She posed behind a sheet that just barely covered her breasts. She couldn’t help but think of the modeling jobs she used to get.

“Take off that dress. I want you naked in your own house like the desperate housewife you are. Show me how badly you need this. How badly you’ve been starving for a man who actually knows how to fuck you.” Emma’s hands shook with a mixture of shame, excitement, and overwhelming arousal as she obeyed. She pulled the thin sundress over her head and dropped it to the floor. She stood completely naked before him in her own kitchen, her full breasts rising and falling with rapid breaths, her nipples hard and aching, her pussy swollen, red, and visibly dripping his cum down her thighs.

The lewd, dirty photos left nothing to the imagination — her tits and open cunt-hole on full display for other men to see and lust over. We had fantastic sex that night. When the opportunity came for her to appear in her first proper porno film, I agreed to accompany her and watch. I stood behind the lights and cameras as Kamilla lay there wantonly on the bed, her pussy on full display and her lovely soft tits exposed to Carl, the male stud.