Jenny Savage Nude Novels & Stories

“I know you’re shocked by what happened, but please—just let me explain.” She turned slowly to face me, her eyes cold and filled with disappointment. She took a slow sip of her champagne before replying, her voice laced with sarcasm. “Explain? What kind of explanation could there possibly be, Vanessa?” I swallowed hard, my mouth dry. “It’s not what you think—” “Not what I think?” Jenny’s voice rose slightly, her disbelief evident. “Vanessa, you were half-naked in Antonio’s bed! You’re with Jason, remember? Have you lost your mind?”

Her mind buzzed. "Pervert!" Jenny screamed in panic, trying to pull the blanket back. However, it was stuck under Kiran, and she ended up falling on top of him. Kiran, who was about to get out of bed, suddenly found himself pinned down by Jenny. Now, it seemed like Jenny, completely naked, was about to assault Kiran. "Ah..." Jenny, feeling embarrassed, screamed and tried to get up but was too weak. After several attempts, she was still on top of Kiran, making it look like she was giving him a massage. Kiran, finding this cute, didn't move, curious to see what Jenny would do.

“I kinda ripped her clothes off while I was bathing her, so she needed something. You’re welcome, boys.” “Dax!” I tried to cut him off, but it was too late. Zyran and Zaiden’s jaws dropped as if he’d just announced he’d bedded the moon goddess herself. “He saw you naked?” Zyran’s voice was low, almost a growl, and if he’d had hackles, they’d be up. He moved closer to the bed, his eyes narrowed, as if hoping to find evidence on my skin and I bet he will find them. I glared at Dax, who just shrugged with the kind of arrogance that only a hot, immortal vampire could get away with. “How was I supposed to get the poison out if I didn’t strip her? You lot weren’t there to help.”

I ran back to the library to my uncle Harry's computer. The first one I insert in the DVD drive is labeled NST01. There is also an NST02, NST03 and NST04. The computer is in auto-play mode and it mounts the DVD. There is an MS-Word file, an mpeg video file and a folder full of jpeg files. I open the jpegs first because I want to see if they are pictures of Nicole. They aren't. They are pictures of an older woman about my mom's age. The pictures show her in various stages of undress, then various nude poses; bent over, legs spread, masturbating and some close ups of her erect nipples and wet pussy lips. She's a very attractive woman and my cock is responding, especially to the one with her le

“Your father tried to trade someone else for you yesterday. Offered one of his loyal men instead. I refused. I want you, Leo. Only you.” Vincenzo’s words kept replaying in my head as I lay there covered in his cum, body still buzzing. I barely slept. When morning light finally crept in, he unchained me and ordered me into the massive attached bathroom. “Shower. Now. You stink of sex and fear.” I stepped under the hot spray, trying to wash him off my skin, but the door opened seconds later. Vincenzo stepped in behind me, completely naked, water running down his tattooed chest and abs. His cock was already half-hard again.

The announcement sent shockwaves through the dark web. “Kane Sisters – First Joint Stream.” Over 2.3 million viewers flooded in within minutes as Sophia and Aurora stood together in the center of the studio under harsh red lights. Sophia stood behind her little sister, her hands possessively gripping Aurora’s narrow waist. The air was already thick with the sweet, musky scent of feminine arousal and warm skin. Both were completely naked except for matching silver collars. Sophia’s body was a battlefield of past use — bruised thighs, bite-marked breasts, and heavy tits already leaking thin, warm streams of sweet milk that trickled down her skin. Aurora’s was still fresh and untouched — perky

There were a few nude sketches scattered through Tara and Bryan's house, and they always got some notice from Tara's sister, especially the penis sketches. Things were somewhat discreetly placed in private areas of the house, like the Master bedroom and bath, but Jenny loved checking them out. After Tara's centerfold and our "Calendar Boy" project, Jenny's interest had become more obvious; she was especially attentive, and I always caught her staring. That really didn't matter much, though, because I didn't encounter her all that often.

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.