Jade Cargill Nude Pics Novels & Stories

"Well, it's okay, we're family, right?" Jade took off her shirt. In the fading light, I could see her body, trim, lean, that little bra holding those perfect breasts. She kept glancing at me as she pushed down her shorts, showing me that it was a teal thong cleaving her perfect ass, holding back a tawny tangle of hair at her apex. Her bra landed on a rock, and she waded in. "The water is so warm. You need to come in." My cock was hard, "No, I'll wait till you're done."

"To what? Her imaginary relationship with you?" "To her fantasy of us being together." He pulled out his phone and showed me screenshots of Jade's social media posts, dozens of them featuring carefully angled photos that made it look like they were a couple. "She convinced herself that once you were gone, I'd see her as more than Richard's manipulative daughter. She thought we'd end up together, that she'd become Mrs. Caleb Black." I felt sick looking at the photos. Jade at charity galas, always positioned near Caleb. Jade posting about "dinner with someone special" with Caleb visible in the background. Jade celebrating "years of friendship" right around the anniversary of my disappearance.

“Haven’t you? You’ve thought about me when you were in bed with him.” Norma gasped, shame and lust twisting inside her. “Yes,” she whispered. “God, yes.” “Good girl,” Jade purred. Norma’s dress was gone. Her bra tossed aside. She was bare, trembling, open under Jade’s gaze. She spread her thighs without thinking, and Jade slid her fingers down, finding her soaked. “Fuck, you’re dripping,” Jade groaned. “So desperate for me. For your husband’s sister.”

The plain cover hid the pages and pages of pictures Tara had found in her explorations into the darker side of the internet. Halfway through she found the high-resolution black-and-white photographs she adored, the ones with a pair of red lips barely touching the head of a stiff cock or a woman pushed down onto a plush bed by a man taking her from behind. Often she had fantasies develop around these pictures, ones she typed down for her blog - ones she brought with her to bed late at night. She looked at a picture of a tall strong man holding a limp and naked girl in his burly arms, his face hidden by the shadow as he held his prize before him. Claimed by him.

I whined rubbing my eyes, and that's when I saw that they're all in Jade's room “You guys slept at Jade's mansion yesterday?” I asked and they nodded “We had to be with him. Have you forgotten what the day is today?” Zack asked, I searched my brain in a thoughtful manner but cannot think of anything. “No guys I can't think of anything” “Seriously?!” Jade's voice blasted as he walked into the camera shirtless, for a moment I couldn't blink or look away, I was lost staring at his crazy abs they were so yummy and seducing “Princess….!” He yelled my name bringing me out of my trance