Jazmine Gifford Nude Novels & Stories

I could tell he'd never been this turned on before. 'Easy Jaz!' I warned. But she ignored me. "Yes Jazmine, I love kinky girls." A growl rumbled from Jazmine's chest. She loved the way her name rolled off his tongue. "Don't move Gerry." Jazmine stepped out of the shower. Gerry was watching in pure ecstasy. She started to strip. She slowly slid down our underwear and then the pink, satin lingerie followed in pursuit as it too found its way above her head. Then she tossed it to the side.

I kept my eyes on Claire's face, my smile perfectly frozen in place. “How's our boy?” She chuckled before nodding her head slightly. “He's been hell of a trouble. But he's asleep.” When Jade finally came into my line of vision, my breath caught. She was wearing nothing but a black G-string, the thin fabric barely covering her as the strings rode high on her hips. Her breasts were bare, her nipples hard and pinkish as she kept her gaze locked on mine. She wasn't wearing anything else. "Van?" Claire's voice cut through. "Are you listening?"

Jaizy was irritated and angry about the attention Jessica received, which she felt was pointless because Jessica was not worthy of it. When she looked in the water to find a place to put her feet, she noticed two jellyfish close by, but she realized they were dead jellyfish, Otherwise, they would not be so close to the water's edge. She glowed with the idea of bringing peace to her heart, and she conceded that no one would notice if this was an intentional effort. Before turning back to face the camera, Jaizy grinned with her eyes. “Do you not see how Mr. Grey is staring at you with his mouth open?" After the photo shoot, the model standing next to Jessica whispered in her ear, "Tell me if y

Actually, I had plan to put on this lingerie for Zane the night we meet because it was titillating and there’s this irresistible eroticaura it gives. I took several pictures of me lying in randy positions, one could mistake me for a stripper. I smiled to myself when I stared at my banging hot nude image. The heat was too much, Zane might need a fire extinguisher because there was no way these images won't turn him on, they weren't ordinary pictures of me. ****** To Be Continued

She nodded, her eyes wide in excitement. “And they’re..” “Nude,” she finished cheerfully. “Gia!” “What?” she said, utterly unbothered. “It’s art, not scandal, it's totally safe, no one will take any naked photo of you, and your face won't be painted.” I threw a pillow at her. “That’s basically public humiliation!” “Public? There’ll be, like, five artists in the room. It’s professional. You’ll be helping them study the art of the human body, and whatever fancy art words they use.”

“You’re holding back, Avery. Let it show. Let me see how much you want this.” From the side of the room, I heard the soft rustle of fabric. Zara had stepped away from the camera – which was now clearly recording video, its red light blinking steadily. She was stripping slowly, peeling off her top to reveal full, bare breasts with tight pink nipples. Her shorts followed, sliding down her toned legs until she stood completely naked, her red curls cascading over her shoulders. “Christ…” I whispered, unable to look away from her. She settled into the armchair across from us, legs spread shamelessly. One hand trailed down her stomach and between her thighs, fingers circling her own clit as she wa

Eagerly, I flip to the second page, but what I find shatters me. It’s Georgia. She’s sitting on a lounge chair by a pool, her bikini top untied, her back to the camera, but she’s looking over her shoulder with a smirk that is anything but "innocent." What the fuck? My fingers tremble as I flip again. Georgia in a wet white oversized dress shirt, transparent and sticking to her skin, her nipples very well visible. Georgia sleeping, her lips parted. Georgia in a bathtub, bubbles barely covering her naked skin, laughing at the lens.

Jasmine boggled at her. Keilor looked at Jasmine. He extended his mud-dampened hand. Jasmine slouched a little deeper into the muck. “Um, I think I’ll just hang out here for a while.” Keilor cocked his head. “Is there some problem?” She closed her eyes and jigged her head a little, arguing with herself. She decided to just tell him. “I’m naked.” His voice deepened with amusement. “I had assumed as much.”

Starting from the black blazer, the buttons of her work shirt that came undone in a hurry, until the pencil skirt that was tossed onto the floor. Within minutes, Ziyi’s body was completely exposed on the leather sofa, naked without a single thread covering her. Juna suddenly stopped moving. The man froze in place while kneeling between Ziyi’s thighs. His eyes widened as he stared directly at the beautiful curves of the woman beneath him. This was the first time in his life he had seen a woman’s naked body this closely and this directly. Juna’s heartbeat pounded so hard that his chest actually began to ache.

But looking at the dark screen of my phone, I didn't know where Gianna fit anymore. Love and care for my family was easy, I knew the rules for that. Protecting them was second nature. But caring for, and fucking a woman who was supposed to be my family? That was a different kind of math. It was a knot I couldn't untie. I swiped the notification open. The picture loaded instantly. She was standing in front of a floor-to-ceiling mirror, completely naked. She had her back arched, her hair tossed over one shoulder. She had one leg pulled high toward the ceiling, holding herself completely open for the camera.