Jessica Asher Nude Novels & Stories

Jessa gave me the all clear -Cricket The next was a short video. I hit the play button. Her face showed up. A lazy, sexy smile pulled at her mouth. "Too bad you aren't here." The next thing I know, she's laying down in bed. The camera pans down her naked body until I can see her pretty pussy. I'd been dreaming of that. Hell, it had featured in my mind heavily tonight as I jacked off in the shower. I was going to fuck her so hard.

The lust that had been festering within me was finally rearing its head out and almost taking total control of me. “Come on princess, let me get you naked” and immediately she unhooked her legs from my waist and before I could say anything else she was tearing her gown off her. I was stunned quiet as I watched her take her clothes off until she was just left in her little pink panties. I had seen her naked countless times but each felt more intense than the last and it was a memory that had been burned to my memory. Her firm breast with pale pink nipples stared back at me in a seducing manner and begging me to get a taste. My cock that had been hard since the car ride here was now pulsating

She has no idea there won’t be one. Tyler comes down first—barefoot, sweatpants low on his hips, face cold and blank. I follow right behind, wearing only his open dress shirt. It barely covers the fresh hickeys blooming across my neck and chest; my thighs are still sticky from last night. Jessica turns with a bright smile. “Oh hey, honey! Good morning. Just getting ready for a little errand lat—” Her smile dies the second she sees me behind him, half-exposed, belly rounded, looking thoroughly fucked.

”And if you need any more motivation to get it done-” my phone chimed and I was scared to look at it. ”-here you go.” He hung up. The line fell dead and I moved my phone in front of my face with a shaky hand. I opened the picture he had sent and covered my mouth with my hand, choking a sob. It was three pictures of me laying naked in the room in the club. Asher was fucking me on the couch and the others were lustfully looking at and touching me. ’Next time I'll make sure everyone gets a taste’ The fourth picture was of Cassy and a man cutting her stomach with a knife and a heart-wrenching smile on his face.

The figure said softly. "Are you going to just do what I ask of you?" She raised her voice at him. "I'm sorry I will have to turn you down, I can't do it, get someone else to do it for you." Ashley stood up, their gaze locked together, she unties her robe and allow it fall to the ground, revealing her naked body. She pulled the duvet out of him and grab his balls in her hands, gently stroking it. A moan slip through his mouth as she took everything in her mouth, making him moan loudly.

The night breeze calming and suddenly soothing my nerves. Asher was sitting on his bed and this time, he was shirtless. I swallowed a lump of saliva as I tightened my legs. I did that secretly. This was going to be a long night. I thought he just wanted to talk, not knowing this was nothing but a thirst trap. His chest was bare and his six packs were flashing back at me, sending the wrong message to my pussy. Goodness! He smiled at me while I tried forcing my eyes back up at him.

“So what’s it gonna be, ladies? You gonna keep me waiting, or are we finally gonna do what we’ve all been thinking about since the second you booked this charter again?” Jess stands first, fingers already working the knot behind her neck. “Oh, Captain…” She run to the deck, her perfect boobs bouncing free. “We stopped waiting the moment we saw you.” Lisa rises next, peeling emerald straps down her arms. “Time to play.” Jess unties both sides of her gold bikini at once, the fall to the ground, and she's naked. Three naked goddesses on my deck, sunset painting them gold. I didn't waste a minute. I peeled off my shirt and shoved my shorts down. My cock sprang free, already lealing precum from a

Jasmine bit her cheek and clutched her injured finger in her hand as she watched the way Asher’s back muscles rippled while he walked. It was only then she realized he had only been wearing a towel. Asher returned a few seconds later, and Jasmine’s nervousness increased as her gaze raked over his naked chest. The towel hung low on his waist, exposing his happy trail and deep V-line which led to something that made her throat dry. She shook her head to rid herself of the thoughts that had begun to form. “Now isn’t the time,” she inwardly berated herself. Asher cleared his throat, drawing her out of her reverie and a warmth spread across her cheeks as she realized he had caught her staring.

I rolled over slowly. It wasn’t completely dark in the room, not with all the city lights and the light slipping in underneath the door from the hallway, but it wasn’t as clear as day, either. Asher likes to sleep naked, but tonight he has on just a simple grey sweatpants and the lack of a shirt is exposing his drool-worthy chest to me. “No,” I reply. “But I’m trying.” “Do you need anything?” “No. Thank you. Are you okay there?” “I’m fine. Try to go to sleep.”

"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?"