Jennie Jacques Nude Novels & Stories

It was a casual, unedited picture taken at some high end tropical resort. Jace was completely shirtless, standing on a deck with a pair of dark sunglasses on. His body was an absolute masterpiece of hard, cut muscle washboard abs, deep v-lines disappearing into his low hanging swim trunks, and massive, thick arms that looked capable of snapping a person in half. His dick print in that swimming trunk was... Gosh.. A sudden, overwhelming wave of pure, unchecked lust hit me like a physical blow. I couldn't control it anymore. The heat in my chest turned into an agonizing, throbbing ache between my legs that demanded to be answered.

Jessica huffs, crossing her arms over her chest, which only serves to push her breasts up. ‎Francis doesn't even look embarrassed. "Hi, I'm Francis. I’ve... I've always admired you from the window," he stammers. "I’ve spent hours imagining you naked every time you go on a run. I’m a painter, Jessica. Seriously. Do you have any idea how your curves are built? Would you... would you let me do a nude portrait? I’d pay. No face, just... the body. It’ll be a masterpiece." ‎Jessica huffs a laugh. "Does your girlfriend know you’re hitting on her arch-enemy while she’s in the shower? Or is the 'art' just an excuse for you to be a creep?”

Pressed a button. I glance over at Charlene, still sitting on the couch, naked and holding her wine glass. I can’t even remember what she was wearing earlier. Probably no bra. I tilt my head, noticing her breasts for the first time tonight. Mason was right. I can’t unsee it now. It’s like her nipples are staring into my soul. What a fucking turnoff. What would the nipples look like of my student? I have a feeling that I wouldn't be disappointed. -Jace: First, answer my question, then I’ll answer yours.

Let the dress fall to the floor. I stood there naked in front of four guys. “Fuck,” Marcus breathed. “Jake wasn’t lying. She’s perfect.” “Come here,” Jake said, sitting back down on the couch. I went to him. He pulled me onto his lap, facing away from him. Spread my legs wide over his thighs. Now I was completely exposed to his teammates. “Look at her,” Jake said. His hands cupped my breasts. “So fucking beautiful.” He pinched my nipples. I gasped.

I leaned in, my eye immediately finding the gap. The room was a mess of discarded denim and shirts. And of course, Jace was there, his back to me, his muscles rippling under a sheen of sweat that made his skin look like well-polished bronze. He wasn't alone. A girl—a blonde, probably no older than twenty-two, was bent forward over his oak desk, her fingers clutching the edge of the wood so hard her knuckles were white. Jace was behind her, his large hands clamped onto her hips, his body moving with a predatory, relentless grace.

“Get yourself naked and straddle me.” She pulled her tights down and stepped out of her underwear. Jake’s hand was on her waist, helping to lift her onto his lap. He nudged her entrance and pulled her down hard, bottoming out on the first thrust. Jenna closed her eyes as his hands cupped her breasts and squeezed. She started grinding down on him as he pulled her shirt over her head. His mouth latched onto her nipple, his other hand going to her ass. “Jake … move.”

“Uh huh. But you reacted. So was it because you didn’t expect to see her, or because you didn’t expect to see her dancing nude for strangers?” Sed chuckled. Dr. Myrna Evans, human sexuality professor, always tried to get in everyone’s psychology. “That’s the last place on Earth I’d ever expect to see Jessica. She’s the independent feminist type. The way you are, I guess you’d say. So yeah, I was stunned. That’s why I pulled her off the stage. Not because I actually cared that she was shaking her tits at dozens of sleazy jackasses.” His beer can crinkled in his fist.

Jenny is already wearing her proud clothes, she is wearing a black mini dress with a thigh length, which had Sabrina sleeves that made her cleavage look perfect. She uses a fishnet of the same color, she lets her curls down… Makes her look like a sex goddess! With irresistible charm. Yes.. she is a woman on a mission. Reggy.. is the victim of her seduction today. If it's really needed, she doesn't mind sleeping with that guy... After all, she's tired of using her dildo. She needs the original.

He shrugged. Nate ruffled his hands through Jacques hair. “Fancy yourself quite the Picasso don’t you, mate?” Maddie pressed her lips together in an attempt to hide her amusement. “Why don’t you want Amber to know?” “She’s always questioning where I’m going and I want her to think I’m doing something manly.” Jacques’ face flushed a bright crimson. “But there isn’t anything wrong with being in touch with my femmine side!” He demanded. I held my hands up in surrender as I stared at him wide eyed. “Your secret is safe with me.”

I move quickly, grabbing the material and pulling up, hearing a rip in the material, but as soon as the dress is off, Jena takes a deep breath, her face flushed. “Fuck, that thing was tight! I nearly suffocated in that thing.” She says, then as she catches her breath, she seems to realize that she is naked. Her eyes fall down her own body, then move down mine, as if she can almost not believe that she is in this situation. “You are hard.” She says, like she can’t understand why I would be sporting wood with her standing in just her thin lace underwear in front of me. “Yes, well that happens when a beautiful woman stands practically naked in front of a man.” I tell her, not at all embarrassed