Janet Jackson Nude Pictures Novels & Stories

It’ll work. — No, not enough, find me a woman in the same cell, I want an enraged one. A desperate one. Someone who has nothing left. Promise her that I will pay her debts. That she can have fun. Unleash herself. That she can make her swallow every word, every breath. — Got it, you want a hungry hyena. I can do that. — And I want the photo. Send it to me as soon as it's done. — Received.

Janet had seen something out the window and moved quickly to the kitchen and stood near the door to the garage. He walked into the house wearing athletic shorts, that's it. Les gasped and squeezed my hand. As the door shut behind him, Janet slid the robe off her shoulders, showing her perfect round ass and those big round tits, and knelt in front of him. Her long fingers slid into the waistband of his shorts, pulled the band out and down, releasing his already hard cock. Janet gripped the base of his cock with her right hand, opened her mouth, and took all of him in, using her left hand to hold his ass. He leaned his head back and you knew he was moaning. His hands filled with my wife's hair

Krista exclaimed in well-acted shock. "Just some pictures I had laying around. I thought maybe it was time they saw the light of day." I reached down to the pile of pictures at Donna's feet, pulling out a truly damning picture. In it Donna was leaning back in a hot-tub, her arms stretched across the back, eyes closed. Her breasts were well up out of the water, and her nipples were clearly hard. Krista was standing between her legs, and leaning towards her, naked as the day she was born, her delicious ass just hovering at the top of the water.

Janet has black hair, stands 5 foot 8 inches, with beautiful C-cup breasts and matching wide hips. With that great incentive, I pulled off both the weight loss and toning up my body. Now back to where I started my story, naked and staring at two naked women I lusted after for 20 years. My wife kicked things off by saying, "Sally, Janet, and I are women of our word. This will be a weekend all of us never will regret." Beth continued, "John, unless you say no, the three of us women also will be doing some girl on girl action while Janet and Sally service you. Any objections?"

“You’re just pissed she didn’t fall for the photo shoot trick.” “No I’m not. Trust me. I’ll get a naked picture of her eventually.” He waved Jaxon's comment away. “Damn, did you see that sensational ass of hers?” Jaxon had more than seen it. He had been thinking about the possibilities that nice cushion could provide him. Bent over his yacht’s kitchen counter and her legs spread open ranked the highest of his thoughts. Taking her from behind in his Jacuzzi was another. Then there were the many whipped cream images that danced in his head. He couldn’t figure out where on her body he would put the cream first, but he damn sure knew he'd enjoy licking it off.

I’d jerked off to her more times than I could count, locked in my room with my cock in my fist, scrolling through the pictures I’d secretly taken or stolen from Julian’s phone. Her in that tight little sundress at the family barbecue, the way the fabric clung to the swell of her ass. Her laughing in a bikini by the pool, tits barely contained, nipples poking against the wet fabric like they were begging to be sucked raw. I’d photoshopped every single one of them. Cropped out Julian’s stupid face, zoomed in until it was just her perfect tits spilling out, or her ass bent over in those yoga pants that made her cheeks look like two ripe peaches I wanted to bite into until they bruised.

she picked up the phone without checking the caller 'Karen na w* for you o, you couldn't call to check up on me, to ask about my night or your not interested in my gist anymore' the voice boomed out from the speaker of her phone 'This silly girl again' she said giggling 'Madam, what happened? I guess Jake broke your waist' at this point, Karen couldn't control her laughter 'stop it, it's not funny anymore' Janet replied sharply 'This guy doesn't know he has a big dick. I am very sure he won't rest until he destroys my womb' 'Talking like you didn't enjoy it. isn't it you again Janet? sex addict like you' Karen said still laughing 'Whatever , so tell me, how was your gym. You met Mr.cute or i

I said, "A gold plated invitation? Lisa and Julia, you're stripping too. If it's good enough for Evelyn, it's good enough for you. Rhonda, I leave it to your discretion." I had to make allowances for her job. Apparently, she felt safe enough, as she removed her clothes as well, though I had to admit the slinky dress she had on showed most of what she had anyway. Her smallish boobs, big nipples, perfect ass. The only thing not shown, though hinted at, was her sex. Even Chen got in the spirit of the evening and asked Janet if she wanted to go bare. She removed her maternity outfit and joined the other slaves. Mine kissed her when she joined in their nudity.

"So? Is that really what I need to see?" "No, sir, that's not all," he said, coming closer. He picked up the tablet again. "Looking at the photo the paparazzi took of him, the lady beside him looks so much like Ms. Janet, your wife." Immediately I grabbed the tablet from him to take a look at it . And yes it's her, Janet was smiling so brightly and beautifully in the photo. My face went pale as I felt a sharp pang of pain in my chest. It wasn't just that Janet was with another man—it was the way she was smiling. So comfortable, so happy.

Rhea His fingers found me through my panties, and I gasped at the contact. He pressed against my clit, circling slowly, deliberately. “Tell us about Camilla,” Brandon said, his hands still working my breasts. “What does she have on you?” “Photos,” I breathed, my hips moving against Jackson’s hand. “She took photos in the locker room.” “Of what?” Jackson’s fingers slipped beneath my panties, skin to skin now. “Me. Naked. After you both left..” The words came out broken as his fingers slid through my wetness. “She’s been using them to make me—oh God—”