Jasmine Peterson Nude Novels & Stories

Markon moved closer to her, his proximity alone scared her to death and she squirmed, holding her breath. “Jasmine, suddenly you want to forget that I helped save your mother from dying in the hospital and remember there are many cameras in this organization and I have every one of your illicit pictures and videos. Let's cooperate, so we can live in harmony, okay?” He asked and then looked at her. Jasmine's breath paused, it was as if she forgot how to breathe. Yet, she nodded her head quickly to Markon while her eyes burned with tears. “Get her the dancing costume, give her the one that only covers her nipples and cunt.

He howled, loud and sharp witj the sound ripping through the forest until birds scattered from the trees. When I returned to the mansion the night had deepened into that kind of silence that feels heavy. I shifted bacj pulling on the pants I’d left hanging by the back door. My skin was still burning. I climbed the stairs quietly, muscles tight planning to head straight for the shower and end the night there. But when I opened my bedroom door I stopped dead. Jasmine was there sitting on my bed. Completely naked. Her long dark hair fell over her shoulders and she was smiling, that same slow seductive smile I’d seen her use on countless men. The smell of perfume and desperation hit me at once.

He was beautiful in a way that felt almost unfair, like a statue carved specifically to ruin women like me. His hands went to his belt. "Do you want this, Avery?" His voice was rough, strained. "Tell me now." "Yes." The word came out breathless. Desperate. "God, yes." The belt came undone. The trousers followed. And when he stood before me in nothing but black boxer briefs, every inch of him hard and ready and utterly magnificent, I forgot how to breathe.

I wanted to portray Jasmine as a shameless woman so I wasted no time in pushing the influencer on the bed and assisting him in taking my own clothes off. Knowing fully well that my face was going to be edited to Jasmine's, my movements became brazen as I straddled the influencer immediately I stripped all my clothes off, taking his hard cock deep inside me. From the corner of my eyes, I spotted Chloe and Evelyn giving the other influencer a blow job while on their knees, with Chloe sucking his balls while Evelyn sucked his large cock. I brought my focus back to the male influencer beneath me and threw my head back, moaning in ecstacy as I moved up and down his shaft.

‘It would be cooler that way. Jehanne did not hesitate. ‘Help me then. My skirts are heavy.’ Hamish fumbled with the fastening of her waistband. She let him open her skirts, then untie the cord that held up her petticoats. As he pushed the thick bunched fabric down over her hips she lifted a little to help him. She wore no drawers and was naked under her skirts. She would have liked to be more beautiful for this eager young man. There was a slackness at her belly and pale, silver scars across her hips, but Hamish seemed not to notice.

The softness just above her ankles. By the time she stepped out of them, Jasmine was trembling all over. Her body buzzed, alive with sensation, her skin hot to the touch, her pussy dripping with moisture. She stood before him—completely bare and naked to him. Jerald looked up at her with eyes that burned, not just with desire, but with admiration. There was no cruelty there. No judgment. Only a quiet kind of awe. Like she was the most fragile, powerful thing he’d ever held.

Hair falling in waves to her shoulders, bewitching green eyes staring at him from beneath lashes so thick they were almost sinful. And oh god! She was naked. Fate was tormenting him with an image of Jasmine Grey in all her naked glory. Now he could see those rosy nipples, her luscious curves. And holy shit! The nest of curls covering her mound was the same rich auburn as the hair on her head.

And when Mathias comes home, I will tell him what those sick fucks tried to do to his twin. I returned, and Jasmine had stripped down completely naked. I asked her to take off her clothes, not her underwear. I froze in my tracks. She was a beauty. Curvy, silky smooth, unmared skin, delicate features. Her breasts were firm and rounded. I tried to avert my gaze, but I couldn't. I had seen so many naked women, but Jasmine was a goddess. I averted my gaze to control myself and led her to the bathroom. "Get in the tub and sit," I said, and she did as I had told her.

~~ Jasmine had just come out of the washroom after taking a bath, she was naked and only a towel was wrapped around her wet body. She suddenly heard a whistle and turned around to see Niam standing against the door and was staring at her up and down with hungry, greedy eyes, filled with lust. Jasmine shivered and glared Niam as she said, “What the hell are you doing here get out!” she said as she kept her hands on her chest and shivered against his gaze. Niam licked his lips as he looked at Jasmine up and down, and when Jasmine saw the little tent in Niam’s pants, she swallowed and felt a little scared but at the same time she felt a little excited as well as curious when she saw that.

“Look how hard my nipples are already.” She slipped the top off her shoulders, then pushed her skirt down her legs, stepping out of it. Only tiny black panties remained. She turned around, bent slightly, and slid the panties down, showing her smooth, round ass and the pink lips of her pussy. When she faced the camera again, she was completely naked and smiling. The class clapped softly. Marcus nodded. “Beautiful control, Amy. Very natural.” Next was Jake. He pulled his shirt over his head, showing his toned chest and abs. Then he dropped his jeans. His cock was already half-hard, hanging heavy. He stroked it once, slowly, looking straight at the camera. “Getting hard just thinking about what