Jessica Nigri Slip Novels & Stories

Jess wanted her to take her place tonight? Jessica was a stripper at a high class club; The Pink Glass. It wasn’t a club that just anyone could walk in; there was exclusive membership and if famous musicians were in town, that was the club they went to. The girls were well taken care of and assured of their safety. They were free from any form of harassment or unwanted attention; their job was just to dance and strip.

Nortica says before turning and leaving. Nortica returns with the napkins and throws them down on the table and walks out. “She's feisty,” Francesca laughs. “I could use her in my office,” “She’s mine,” I tell her, firmly. “And so is my company and if Jessica wants to try and dig her nails into it then I will drag her through the courts,” I'm done playing nice, I've worked too damn hard to allow some gold-digging bitches try to steal what I built from scratch.

Jessica said in a whisper, placing her hand on the woman's shoulder in order to calm her down. "My lady, I will get you water to wash your hands". The woman said in a pleading tone. She clasped her hands together and began begging. "What for?". She creased her brow, surprised. "The royal's aren't allowed to touch slaves". The woman responded. "Well then, don't take me as a royal". Jessica said and took off her shoe. "Here, have it". She offered the woman her shoe but she declined. "I am sorry my lady, I can't". The woman said with glistening eyes.

My… fucking God! Jessica was next. The red crop top came off, revealing her full brown breasts with dark nipples. The short skirt followed, and she stood there bare, legs slightly apart. Her pussy had a neat thatch of dark hair. It was not too thick, just enough to frame the smooth brown lips beneath. God, the hair made her look rawer, more animal, and when she reached down and casually spread herself with two fingers, I saw the wet pink inside already shining. Mmmmmm.

They were red as if rats had bitten them. “Oh, baby! How are you feeling? Jessica asked. “I know how to buck you up, I have planned something for you. I'll get ready in five minutes then we will go,” she said excitedly and my darling mate nodded. “We'll see about that,” Sapp smirked. Time for Croton tiglium’s magic! “I'm ready,” Jessica said coming downstairs. It would be a lie if I said, she isn't looking good. She’s wearing a rosy short dress, makeup done to perfection.

I don’t have to walk too far before I’m standing in front of Jessica. I must admit she puts herself together very nicely. She’s wearing a beautiful ivory gown that hugs her slender frame. It has a built-in choker with a triangular front and half-open back and a high slit at the front of her right leg. She has her hair wild and free and has kept to simple gold band earrings, a gold bangle, and nude strappy high heels. Elegant and flattering. “You wished to speak to me,” I surmise.

ADELINA'S POV This was just perfect, a bitter witch out to find trouble. "I heard you are unsatisfied with our services." I buried my grievance and tried to handle the situation with a level head. Jessica, who dressed in expensive brands as always, it wasn't surprising she normally patronised this shop since she was a Slade. She was wearing a purple dress I recognized from a popular fashion line even her purse and shoes were limited edition.

“Leave the stockings and heels on.” Jessica obeyed, reaching behind to unhook her bra. Her heavy breasts spilled free, full and soft with dark, hardened nipples. She hooked her thumbs into her panties and slid them down her legs, stepping out of them gracefully. She stood completely naked before him except for the sheer black thigh-highs and sleek heels. “Turn around,” Charlie ordered. “Show me that ass… then bend over and spread for me.” She turned slowly, giving him a full view of her round, firm ass. Then she bent at the waist, reaching back to spread her cheeks, exposing her glistening pussy and tight pink hole to his hungry gaze.

Why was this wretch making her look like a mistress destroying others houses? Tiffany had now turned green in anger and shouted, “You are so shameless!” With that, she raised her hand to slap her. Jessica gripped her wrist and slapped her instead with her free hand. She gave her a hard push and Tiffany staggered a couple of steps back before landing on the ground with a thud. Jessica threw her a warning look. “Are you sure you can fight me?” Because of the abrupt fall, the skirt Tiffany was wearing slit open resulting into her panties visible to everyone.

~Chiara. Jessica exhaled shakily and rubbed her palms down her jeans like she could scrub the moment away. Then she looked up and smiled—too big, too bright. “Anyway,” she said, voice shaky but trying. “You want tea? I’ve got that chamomile stuff you like.” “Jess—This isn't right” She shook her head quickly. “Please, Chiara. Don’t make this a thing. She’s just tired. This is as bad as she gets.”