Jazmine Gifford Nude Novels & Stories

Zahra's POV I have no idea how long we’ve been sitting there when we hear voices approaching. Turning toward the patio, I spot Jasper, Marcus, Aiden, and Felix strolling outside in swim shorts. “Hey, ladies,” Felix greets cheerily. I notice Jasper looks insanely hot in a tight t-shirt and aviators, and as the realization that they’re all getting into the water with us sinks in, my stomach does a little nervous flip. Shit. I’m in nothing but a bikini, my kimono is over by the sun loungers, and even though my hair is down, it’s not exactlyhiding much.

They had old footage of her in a nightclub fight from college, doctored to look like she assaulted a customer. “That’s fabricated,” Jasmine fumed, throwing down the report. “But if it leaks—” Zara was quiet. Too quiet. Then she stood, tied her curls into a knot, and grabbed her bag. “Where are you going?” Jasmine asked. Zara didn’t turn around. “To see the devil in heels.” ⸻ Vivienne’s private gallery was disguised as an art exhibit, tucked in a forgotten wing of the Upper East Side. All velvet walls and silence.

commented Jazlyn after staring at the photo Ace Morin sent her. The photo of the man half topless and with the content of the message made Jazlyn shudder all over her body. From: Crazy Man I hope you have a nice day. From my body (Send a photo) "Seriously this man!"

My stomach churned violently again, worse than when I had seen the photos. Cassie tilted her face up to ask for a kiss, and Zane didn't push her away. He just smiled helplessly and tapped her forehead. "Stop playing around. Someone might see us." Still, she continued swinging his arm and cloyingly whined, "So what if they do? Your fiancee loves you so much that even if she finds out, she'll just assume I'm the one seducing you."

Surely, two adults who are very well exposed cannot be this blind! The girl in the pictures was almost naked. Her round and full breasts and curvy ass shot out from the sexy bikini that she wore. Her leg, long and thick wrapped around the poll so expertly well that one would think it was a snake in one of the pictures. When I swiped to the next picture, she was going down low on a customer who happened to be an old unattractive local. The third picture almost had me throwing up; this girl who has been edited to look like me was practically sucking a man’s dick in the club, in public!

I laugh at my own nervousness and playfully push her back on the bed. "I'll do it." I tell her, lifting her feet and removing her shoes and socks. "Now the jeans?" I ask. "Now the jeans." She says, leaning back and shoving them down over her hips. I watch her tits bounce from side to side as she wiggles out of her jeans. Grabbing the pant legs, I pull them off. What a sight! Jasmine is lying back on my bed in just her black thong, smiling at me. Her thick black bush pushes against the thin material covering her pussy and stray hairs curl around the edges of it. I want to take it slowly, but I can't wait to see her completely naked. It's like I'm afraid that at any time I could wake up and fi

The guy sent me a faceless nude, a Latino guy who looked fit and large, wearing just a little cross on a chain with a hard cock that must have been 8+ inches. Omg, nice, I pulled over and texted him for a while, sent him some pics of my little ass and hole, clean shaven. And I sent pics of my body and face, I'm 5'8 and kinda muscular. He said to me, "I'll pound it and make u suck." I'm gonna refer to him as J.

"Your mother gave me approval. You should stop disappointing your parents and own up to your responsibility. I am your responsibility, Grayson Dolan. And I doubt if your employees will be pleased to know that their boss is addicted to using swear words." Tiffany chuckled, moving to his door. Grayson was almost relieved that she was probably leaving. He wanted to call her back to take her filthy lunch bag with her when he realized what she was doing. She had locked the day before proceeding to undress herself. Grayson wasn't moved. He sat back at the chair and stared at her from the moment she threw off her bucket hat, slipped off her jumpsuit. She was wearing no bra so her large breasts boun

“That.” My gaze drops to the phone, a naked picture of her in a blue wig and a mask stares at me. Initially, I’m shocked, but I try to hide it. “Nudes?” “Swipe,” she says. I begin to swipe, it's different angles of her naked, some without her face in it, some in lingerie and then a video pops up, it's her on her bed, naked and licking a long huge dildo. That one makes me gasp, “Arielle—” I pause.

Cristine exclaimed. Samara couldn't believe that her friend had such a personality. She knew Cristine for being talkative but not so vulgar. “Hmmm! And you know what? Until now, Ate Gerlie couldn't get over him! She says she didn't see Master Jasson at the exclusive bar where they met anymore. And to think that I've only seen him in magazines in his formal attire, but hell, the garter of my undies loosened when I saw how handsome he is. Then boom! Who would have thought I'd have a chance to enter his house and see him wearing just his swim shorts? My Gooosshh! I thought my undies had fallen off!” Elizha squirmed.