Emily Jane Nude Novels & Stories

" No..no… that isn't –" " Isn't you? Why? You don't remember this?" Mrs Steele interrupted and broke out into a mocking laugh. " You didn't know when you were busy with three fully fledged men? You suddenly forgot your wild days?" Emma was dumbfounded. She struggled to breath as she took in the scandalous photo before her. It was a picture of her. Totally naked with three equally naked men. The worst part of this was that her face and sex were the main focus of the photo. The other three participants were anonymous as the photo captured only their lower male organs, naked and erect.

“That’s okay, beautiful. We’ll go nice and slow. No rush. Just tell us what feels good.” My wife, Melissa, stood up first and pulled Jane to her feet. They started undressing each other right there in front of me. Their tops came off first, Jane’s full, firm breasts spilled free, her nipples already stiff and dark pink. Melissa’s tits bounced as her shirt dropped, her nipples hard too. Then the bottoms came off. Jane’s satin shorts slid down her smooth legs, revealing her neatly trimmed blonde landing strip above puffy, already glistening pussy lips. Melissa’s shaved, smooth cunt was visibly wet. They stood there naked, their bodies inches apart.

Ember just shook her head and went upstairs to where her bedroom was located. She needs to prepare for that dinner right now. She took all her clothes as she stood in front of the life-size mirror, she was naked as the day she was born. Ember looked at her naked body. Not many know but she has a body of a goddess. Wearing a combat uniform too often has her curves covered and not many men noticed it. Her skin was creamy-white, which compliments the color of her hair. She bit her lower lip when she gazed went to her twin peaks, they were perky and rounded. She doesn’t have the biggest breast in the realm but she is sure that hers was enough to seduce a man.

“Oh, you have some playing doctor fantasy, is that it? You’d like to live out your naughty fantasies?” I gave her a guilty shrug. “I can’t say the thought hasn’t crossed my mind.” She turned around and started adjusting her outfit, slipping her pants down and messing with her blouse. I hurried to undo my own pants, letting them fall to the floor and pulling my shirt off. When Emily turned back toward me, she wore nothing on the bottom, and on the top, her lab coat and blouse were open to expose her lacy bra. “Oh, fuck, that’s sexy,” I groaned.

"Look, this friendship will only work out if you talk, and if you're honest, so please!" I end up giving a truthful answer and she sighs in relief. Why? I've seen her and Philip. you know. she should be feeling embarrassment! "What?" I look at her weirdly. "I have tits and an ass. If you think that I'm hiding them you're wrong. I have parts under my clothes, and I'm not ashamed of them," says Emily. "So you'd walk around naked?" I try to understand. "Goddess, no! I have self-respect!" Wait, what?

She had never expected Vessara to see through the situation so easily. But now, she had no other choice. Emilia gritted her teeth. “Dalton has those kinds of photos of me.” “What kind?” Even Vessara’s eyes widened slightly as she stared at Emilia. Emilia’s face instantly flushed red. She lowered her head and stammered, “N—nude photos… There are… other people in them too.” By the end, Emilia looked as though she was about to cry. She had never imagined that the first person to discover her secret would be Vessara.