Jennifer Billingsley Nude Novels & Stories

“Nurse billionaire’s side piece.” Another shoved his phone close, the flash exploding white. “What, we ain’t good enough for you ‘cause we don’t drive Bentleys?” His laugh scraped like glass. The third one stepped forward, too close, his breath sour with alcohol. “C’mon, baby, give us a show. You already out here kissing on camera.” His hand hovered near my arm, close enough that my stomach turned. Heat rushed to my face—fear, shame, rage tangled so tightly I couldn’t tell them apart. My throat locked, my legs wanted to run, but there was nowhere to go.

She was overwhelmed by the heat and started tearing off her gown. “Please… so hot… water… I can’t wear this…” Jennifer closed her eyes, moaning softly, her own hands instinctively kneading her now-bare breasts. “Jennifer, what are you doing? You are driving me insane. Fine! You asked for it yourself. You are tempting me. My body is burning up, and my head is spinning. Is it the alcohol?” Julian was still fighting the urge, aware that someone had entrapped him. Seeing Jennifer’s exposed, sensual body, Julian was overcome. His hands immediately cupped her breasts—beautiful, full, and fragrant—and began to play with them. Jennifer, in turn, slipped her own finger into her core.

Yoder gave me some basic instructions, and I quickly complied. I got down on my hands and knees, my breasts swinging underneath me. Then I turned around, thrusting my ass up as I pressed my tits into the mattress, spreading my legs to more fully expose my bald pussy and asshole to the seeking camera lens. With a smile, I looked over my right shoulder in time to see Sally drop her dress to the ground. Her tits really were spectacular – gravity-defying globes tanned to a healthy glow, thick brown nipples that were already hard and nearly as big around as they were long.

It all adds up to an unbeatable girl. I look up from my laptop in the common room, where our friends have gathered. Billie’s dressed in the new outfit I laid out on her bed. A dark red sports bra and matching short shorts molded to her skin as though they were made for her, showing off the new muscle definition she's developed. We've taken off her collar and removed her belly piercing, as these fights are no holds barred. Her hair is pulled up in a tight bun. She's wearing smokey eye makeup and dark, almost black lipstick, with her fingernails painted black. The red of her clothing stands out against her black hair, brown eyes, dark makeup, and olive skin tone. “I don't know if I'm more terr

He gripped Jennifer’s ocean blue dress and lifted it over her head. She stood in her customized pink bra that held her DDDs. Jennifer wasn’t wearing underwear. She usually went without them unless she was on that time of the month. Jeffrey reached up and slowly undid the hooks in front of her bra. She loved the feeling of air hitting pink nipples. It helped to get her in the mood. “Get into position,” he said in a deep husky tone. Jennifer giggled as she trotted to the king size bed. She laid flat on her back in spread-eagle position.

I looked up to see Jennifer Chen standing at the door. She was now wearing a see-through shirt that revealed absolutely everything. Her nipples were hard, pressing against her shirt, visible to me from across the room. She smiled seductively. A wicked smile appeared on my lips.

"Okay, let's be honest with each other here. What's really going on? Why are you having such a freak out about getting your freak on?" If it hadn't been such a serious thing for Jessica, she would have snickered at the play on words from Bianca's mouth. "Because, who does that? I ran here because I had nude pictures get exposed, and I was so embarrassed that happened, but I'm perfectly okay with shucking every part of clothing off the top half of my body and letting Layne have his way with me on the side of the road? What the fuck is wrong with me?" "Nothing," Bianca told her softly. "Nothing is wrong with you. You want to know what I think?"

With a sigh I went to her room, Cindy is in the bathroom having a shower because Jennifer kept drawing stuff on her skin. "Whahtt--Holy fuck!" I say, my eyes wide open as I walk inside her room. Jennifer is standing about a metre away from me. Her breasts. Her flat stomach. Her slightly marked abs. Her thighs. She is naked. Well not naked but almost. Oh God, I literally could feel the heat rushing from bottom to top, my face was burning and I kept trying to make my eyes look away but damn, she's hot! "I look better without underwear." She smirked and I swear I thought it was impossible for me to blush any more than I already was.

Jill asked as she was taking her dress off and leaving her black laced underwear she had particularly worn for Blake that night. “What a waste,” Tabitha replied, seeing the underwear and not answering her question. “Yeah, I know, right? Well, his loss,” Jill replied as she undid the clasps that held her breasts in their confined cups, allowing them to escape. After she was nude, she sat on the floor as she was instructed when another woman arrived. Subconsciously, she quickly covered her body with her hands and arms. “Ah, what is going on and why is Detective Percy sitting nude in our living room?” Tabby asked as she entered.

"What are you doing here?” "I'm here to check on you babe. Don't you miss me?” she asked about placing my hand on her boobs but I pulled back on time. “Stop it, you need to leave," I said, shaking my head. “Oh really? And what if I don't?" She deliberately made her dress fall to the floor, and there she was, completely nude. “Mr. Stone I—" I looked at Jenny, who was being walked in by the security, and my ex-girlfriend, who didn't even seem to care that she had just been found naked.