Jazmine Gifford Nude Novels & Stories

The curtains were heavy velvet, but I eased them apart just enough to see. The backyard was lit by floodlights that turned the falling snow into glittering diamonds. A woman (completely naked) lay sprawled on the frosted grass like it was a summer beach. Her skin glowed pale against the white, long dark hair fanned out around her head, arms stretched above her in deliberate surrender. She arched her back, breasts high, thighs parted just enough to be obscene and artistic at the same time. She looked fearless. Owned. Radiant. And kneeling in front of her, camera raised to his eye, was Cassian.

“Send me a photo.” Jubilee had never taken a topless photo of herself, and she’d never thought she would. Yet right then, she wanted to be daring. To do something new. She pulled her tank top off, cupping one of her breasts as she took a few photos from different angles. Her nipples peaked, and she could almost feel Heath’s hands and mouth on them like when he’d touched her that night. She sent the photo and waited for Heath’s response. He swore. “Baby, are you sure you’re a virgin? Because you don’t take photos like one.”

The text from his wife saying she was almost home made everything feel urgent and terrifying. “Fuck…” he breathed. “Show me.” That was all they needed. Jules stood up first. She pulled her tiny top off slowly, letting her perky tits bounce free. Her nipples were already hard. She pushed her shorts down next stepping out of them. She was completely naked now. Her pussy was shaved smooth and wet. Mia did the same. She took off her top and shorts, standing there bare beside her best friend. Her body was tight and smooth too. Both girls were breathing fast, eyes locked on Mark.

The girl's naked body looks very seductive. .

I swallowed hard when my gown fell to the floor and I was just in my bikini, I raised my hand to cover myself, and Jamie frowned. Although this is not the first time, that I have stood nude in front of him standing under his scrutinizing makes me feel embarrassed. “What a shame?” I look at him confused. Is he feeling disgusted right now, “what hides these rare gems under a fiber of worthless pieces of dollars? You shouldn’t keep it wrapped but just for me.” I lowered my gaze as I tried to cover myself move, Jamie sighed and shook his head before he bent and pick our clothes tattered on the floor. I look at him lost.

My jaw dropped. Zara was on her bed, completely naked, her pale skin glistening with a light sheen of sweat under the soft glow of ring lights set up around the room. Multiple cameras were positioned strategically—one on a tripod facing the bed, another on her desk capturing a side angle, and her laptop screen showing a live feed. She was arched back against plush pillows, legs spread wide, one hand between her thighs moving rhythmically with a massive vibrating dildo, the other pinching and twisting her swollen nipples hard enough to leave red marks. Her eyes were half-closed in ecstasy, lips parted as she gasped and whimpered like a bitch in heat.

Josephine pulled away and rose from the ground. Zariah glared at Josephine, fire burning in her eyes which excited Josephine even more. Zariah removed her dress. She was fully naked apart from her black heels. "Keep the heels on." Josephine demanded as she admired Zariah's body. She had round tits as her nipples were erected. She had an hourglass figure, tiny waist and thick hips with her bubble butt. Her legs long and toned, her pussy hairless, fully exposed. Zariah took slow steps towards Josephine. She slightly tilted her head to the side.

She saw the phone screen and the way Jasper stroked his hard cock. “Jasper,” she said softly. “Are those pictures of me?” He froze. His face burned red. His hand stayed wrapped around his cock. “I’m sorry— I can explain—” Vivienne stepped inside and locked the door behind her. The click sounded loud in the small room. She smiled. “No need to explain, sweetheart. I see how you look at me.” She let her robe fall open. It revealed her full breasts with hard pink nipples and her smooth, shaved pussy. Her curves looked even better in person.

Not because he found me even the least bit attractive. Zane: Though my vote will always be no clothes, you have killer legs, you know that right? BTW I wouldn't say no to a few scantily clad pictures - just to get me through the night. I Googled a picture of a marshmallow and edited it to put a bikini top on it then sent it. Zane: I think I just orgasmed. Fallon: There's more where that came from. Zane: Talk dirty to me - wait let me get comfortable - shirt's off, I'm ready, hit me with it.

"I don’t see any food in your hands, Giselle. Coffee’s a start, but..." Emboldened, she placed the mug down and reached for the hem of her cloth. In one fluid motion, she stripped it off, tossing it aside. Her bra followed, breasts spilling free, nipples hardening in the cool air. Pants next, salaciously shimmying them down her hips, revealing lace panties that clung to her curves. She stood there, nearly naked, vulnerable and defiant. Richard spun around, eyes widening. "What the hell are you doing? Have you lost your mind?"