Jack Champion Nude Novels & Stories

She then took off her bra and did a slow twirl. “Fuck…” Jack hissed seeing her full breasts bounce around. He now regretted allowing her to cuff him down. He wanted to feel those lush breasts in his hands and suck them like there was no tomorrow. Nina smirked and turned, her back facing him. She then took off her jeans slowly, making sure her ass was in full view. Jack’s rod twitched. It was already standing to attention albeit at a bending angle. It was curved and shaped like a banana. Only it was bigger in size.

Wait, I hope I'm not thinking what I'm thinking," I said to myself. I moved gently and swiftly to the back, where his windows were. What I saw when I peeked out the window astounded me. Jack was atop the little girl, beating her relentlessly. She was a Arab girl with a dark complexion who sold groundnuts for a living. On a few occasions, I've purchased ground nuts from her. I had also watched her sell groundnuts for Jack at the complex. I had no idea that Jack was fvvking this girl. Jack was between her legs, smashing the heck out of her, and she was lying down naked with only a hijab over her head and her legs spread wide.

As she finished talking, she quickly pulled on Jack's shirt. As the shirt got pulled, the button came flying off. Jack's naked body appeared right in front of Naomi's eyes. His lean and tone skin and his eight-pack abs were what Naomi saw. "Wow!" The person who claimed to be a professional doctor let out an instinctive scream with her eyes sparkling… 'Oh no, I'm about to lose control of myself!'

She raised her voice and continued, "Everybody here, listen up! This good-for-nothing here lost 100 million gambling on soccer, and now he's trying to scam me, his mother-in-law, out of 800 dollars! A heartless scumbag like him should go to hell!' Whispers immediately spread through the crowd. Even a few older men who regularly bought lottery tickets at my shop started shooting me judgmental glances. "He always seemed pretty honest. Who knew he'd gamble so recklessly?" "Well, you never know. 100 million dollars, huh? He's going to rot in prison for that." Celia held up her phone and pointed the camera straight at me. Comments flooded into the livestream in an endless torrent. The people on t

There was a chair in the corner and Jack kicked off his sneakers, then dragged his jeans and boxers off, piling them on the chair. His prick sprang free and he sighed in relief as it bounced up. He dragged his t-shirt off, then his socks and threw them on the chair. Naked now, he watched in awe as Jan reached under Patti to finger her clit. Whether she'd been close, whether Jack's presence stimulated her, or whether it was Jan's touch that pushed her over the edge didn't matter, because Patti cried out as Jan drove the dildo into her, gasping, shaking as her climax took her.

After brushing out my damp hair (which reached my butt when wet), I gathered dirty clothes and opened the door— —colliding with a wall of bare muscle. "Whoa, easy there," Jack’s hands landed on my bare shoulders as I stumbled back. I stared in consternation at his bare, sculpted chest. There was a tattoo on his right shoulder—some gothic cemetery angel. Funny, I’d never have pegged the stuffy businessman as an ink guy. A thin T-shaped trail of sandy hair spread across his pecs, trailing down toward his navel. *Damn.* Who knew he hid this under those sport coats?

It was undeniable that this guy was good, but it was not enough to make my heart skip a beat have me crave for more. "Are you still here Mason?" I opened my eyes and looked him in the eyes. He was propped up on one elbow as he laid on his side in only his underwear, like a model would, but all the effort made him look like an amateur. His smirk dropped, and his resolve fell at the sight of my cold stare. "Who do you mean, babe? And the name's Jack. Although I can be the man of your dreams," he tried to laugh it off as he regained his composure.

However, his lie was exposed by Diana Howard's Instagram post, which flaunted her happiness. Her photos displayed the lavishly decorated backdrop, a six-tiered cake tower, and the luxurious ambiance of her birthday party. Amidst the envious and congratulatory gazes of the crowd, Diana wore a crystal tiara and was smiling blissfully like a princess. Her caption read, "Thank you, Mr. Campbell, for this lovely surprise. I wish to spend my days with someone special." One photo showed Diana and Edwin cutting the cake together, looking every bit like a loving couple.

Without thinking twice, she matched towards the second girl who called her a motherless bitch. Just when she was about to slap the girl across her face, a strong masculine hand held hers. “ Let. Me. Go.” Nicki gritted her teeth, her eyes turning bloodshot with tears and anger. “ And if I don't?” A low hoarse voice came. “ Bastard! Let me go!” Nicki struggled out of his hold. “ I won't let you lay your stinking hands on my girlfriend.” The masculine voice came to view. He was looking like a Greek god with full lips, raven black hair, thick brows, chiselled jaw and delicate nose.

We roll together a few times before coasting to a stop, his large tricolor wolf on top of mine, nipping at me playfully. I’m not sure who starts to shift first, but we seem to do it with perfect synchronicity, the air shimmering around us as we both retake our human forms. Jax is on top of me, drawing ragged breaths as he balances himself in a push-up position with his arms on either side of my head. Oh, and did I mention that we’re both completely fucking naked? His body is a true work of art, all hard lines and bulging muscle. Jax looks good enough to eat, and I’m starving. “You found me,” I pant, staring up at him as he hovers above me. He’s a wall of solid muscle and I’m trapped undernea