Emily Jane Nude Novels & Stories

“My goodness, you scared the life out of me!” Aunt Caroline was a short and plump woman in her mid-forties. Her hair was always dyed blonde because she took after her idol Madonna. She kept her face hidden with all the cosmetics she covered it. The only time she was seen without her make-up was when she applied facial mask. “Aunt Caroline? What’s got you all fired up?” Yet inside Ellaine’s head she was still thinking about the empty town and the huge tree. “You were having a bad dream!”

John would like her very much because her scent was so unique and haunting. I immediately smelled a strong and fresh milk vanilla ice cream. I watched as Emily approached me. She was dressed plainly, in a white bodysuit with a pair of jeans and white sneakers. This is her signature outfit. As always, no makeup and a high ponytail. However, today she looks different to my eyes than she usually does. She seemed more striking without makeup than with makeup; her skin seemed fairer and rosier than usual as if she were a baby; her fragrance was more intense than usual, she was like a walking vanilla cake with fresh milk, and I couldn't wait to rip her clothes off and lick her all over.

Matilda said with a smirk moving closer towards him. "What are you doing?," He stuttered as he watched matilda gracefully took off her clothes slowly and seductively with her gaze on Jeremy who gulped down in both anxiety and anticipation. She stood nude in the restroom except for her black embroidered cotton stockings which were held up by elastic bands around the thighs, it made his mouth water and his eyes daze in lust "You...you aren't thinking straight Matilda, what about Leon?," He asked with his gaze on her young breasts.

Emilia Peyton. Her clothing only made her figure more prominent, although I couldn’t see her face clearly, I could already tell that she was a fine woman. I had never seen a woman show you for a business meeting looking like a spy. I guess I might have misjudged her. I smile to myself but quickly cover it up before anyone could notice. She was on a black turtleneck crop sweater paired with a black high waist trouser, black boots to match. Even with every inch of skin in her body apart from her face, covered, she still looked undeniably sexy.

Since Emily came for the interview the boss has been acting weirdly and has become even more unpredictable if that is even possible! “Show me!” Adrian passed his expensive tab to Peter and the later showed him an icon on the screen and tapped to open it. A few options came like cam 1, cam 2, cam 3 and on tapping Cam main, Emily’s picture appeared on the screen. Adrian leaned back on his chair as his eyes focused on his tab screen. Emily was sitting at her desk with her eyebrows drawn. She was gently chewing a pen while checking a design which she must have made! The camera was better than the usual and captured her every details almost as if real! Emily wore a white top which had a slit in f

There was only her. Emily woke up and realized she was naked. A man was there too, naked as well! What had she done?? She couldn't see his face in the darkness and she didn't bother to find out who it was she had made out with. She only noticed a conspicuous tatoo on his back. A very beautiful design. Yet, it could only be visible if he took off his shirt. She picked her clothes, dressed up quickly and sneaked off quietly. She told no one about it. She tried not to think about it. She put the thought behind her and moved on.

"Go fetch your husband, breakfast will be ready in a few." She jogged her way up to her room. She unlocked the door and pushed it open. A shirt, an underwear and jeans were all sprawled on the floor. "What in the world?" "I find sleeping like this comfortable." Emily's eyes travelled upwards to see a naked Lucius. An amused smirk plastered on his face. "Oh God! Please! Oh, dear Lord. Cover your filthy skin!" Emily quickly spun around, blushing. "I thought you'll like this? Witches in the underworld would throw themselves at me."

After about three minutes, Emily walked out of the bathroom naked, pulled a towel from the rack, then draped it around her slender body. "You know, you do have a nice body for a mother of two. No added fat, no belly fat or saggy laps and … Damn, you are not going to waste this body of yours. You are going to the club with me. And that's Final." "Who's going to stay with my boys, you think I can leave them just like that? Their nanny has gone to her house, what do you want me to do?" "Nah. Their nanny is on her way back, and am paying. You can't waste it away here."

was the concept. Emily sent a picture of herself wearing a short purple fitted jumpsuit gown, paired with white sneakers. Lily's eyes widened in surprise—she had never seen Emily dress like this before. Emily's slim waist stood out, and her straight brown hair was pulled back into a ponytail, leaving two strands framing her face, making her look absolutely stunning. Sarah also sent a mirror snap of herself. She was wearing a red sleeveless crop top with black shorts and black boots. Her dark brown curly hair cascaded down, making her as hot as ever.

" Nima was perplexed, yet a strange sensation shot through her body and she swallowed hard on her saliva, while her thighs instinctively pressed together. God! Why was the mood suddenly taking a 360° turn? That was the last straw for Nima to open his photos and what awaited her was a more lewd picture with him flexing all the perfections nature had gifted him. His manhood looked more swollen than the first picture he sent. A short video was among the files, which was what Nima was streaming before Emily stormed in and rushed towards her. She was expecting Nima in a terrible situation as she sounded on phone, but all she saw was a blushing-wreck woman that couldn't even tear her gaze away fro