Jessica Vestal Sexy Novels & Stories

The lock clicked into place. “Beautiful,” Damien told her. He ran his hand over her backside and she trembled in anticipation. “Very good. I find it extremely sexy when you obey me.” Pleasure engulfed her. She liked pleasing him. This is what she’d dreamed of having with Victor, only that had ended in a nightmare. “What are you thinking, Jessa?” “Nothing much.” “Not good enough.” His hand smacked down on her buttocks. He stopped before the stinging pain could morph into something more pleasurable.

"Tell me how badly you need to be split open on my huge dick. Plead for me to wreck your tight little holes until you're ruined for anyone else!" Jessica looked up at him with glazed, lust-drunk eyes, her tongue darting out to wet her kiss-swollen lips. "Please Sir, I need your big fat cock stretching me wide open!" Please Sir, I need your huge throbbing cock splitting me open and rearranging my guts! Ruin my needy holes, pound me into oblivion until I forget my own name! Use me like the desperate fucktoy I am, fill me with your seed and make me yours forever! Jessica babbled the filthy pleas, too consumed by lust to filter herself. She presented herself wantonly, reaching back to spread her

Acts of the flesh unite our souls through this intimate connection. Jessi sure is pretty, and she sure knows what she’s doing. She keeps the bra on and nothing else while she’s down between my legs, sucking just long enough to get me fully hard. She then straddles me cowgirl style and lets me undo those clips, baring her breasts and sucking on her tits. “Fuck but you are sexy,” she moans, as I ease my way inside her. “Language, Jess,” I rebuke. Then I throw her flat on the mattress and drill her til she’s screaming.

Chapter Thirty-Five “Lucas...” “You know the word doll” “Please…” with a movement he ripped off the lace panties and run his fingers on her wetness “Shit, Jessica you’re so wet!” “Are you ready to take me?” “Yes!” “Do you want me inside you?” “Yes, please!” “Part your thighs for me, let me taste you…” Jessica opened her eyes with a gasp; she perceived the ceiling and mindfully realized that she was dreaming, unlike her blistering body. Her awareness shifted to her dampened panties and she closed her eyes ashamed of having such sinful wet dreams about Lucas

Jessica steps into her penthouse, it's midnight already and she is exhausted. She barely has any strength left to turn on the lights and walks around the penthouse in the darkness with only the street lights of the city illuminating the place. She slowly undresses as she makes her way around the penthouse in her underwear on her way to the bathroom to take a much-needed shower. She runs the hot water and steps under the hot water jets, the water droplets of the shower gently massaging her body, and soaking her long black hair. wearing a business suit and tie, she could clearly see he was muscular and in perfect shape. Jessica catches herself rubbing her breast while thinking about this man,

m. I agonized over what to wear—casual? Sexy? I chose a white silk blouse (buttons down the back), sheer lace bra and matching panties, short skirt, thigh-highs, heels. Elegant but fuckable. She unlocked the door, pulled me inside, and locked it. Jessica looked edible: tight T-shirt (no bra), jeans hugging her curves. She hugged me tight, her full breasts crushing against mine, nipples hard points through fabric. She led me to the back, past shelves of adult DVDs, her ass swaying enticingly.

Her lips immediately found his as her tongue slid into his mouth. "It's good to see you, lover," she purred, sliding back and turning toward Jessie. "Sweet Jesus, girl, you are the picture of sex." "Aww, thank you so much," Jessie said, stepping away from Dex to better show off the slinky little red number she was wearing. The ridiculously small and tight garment left absolutely nothing to the imagination, and she'd even gone without bra and panties because of how snug it was. The crimson fabric was hugging every curve, ending just below her ass as well as being extremely low-cut in the front. The "Sex Toy" tattoo on her left breast was clearly visible for all to see, and Jessie was displayi

Stanley looked at Jessica but said nothing. She was wearing a red dress. In her seated position, the hem had ridden up, exposing her long, flawless legs. Those famed 'best legs in Hovendale' were now sensuously wrapped around his tailored black trousers, creating an intimate and sultry scene. Jessica tightened her legs around his waist, pulling herself closer. "Say it. Do you want me?" If he said yes, she would give herself to him right here and now. Stanley, of course, understood her intent.

“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,” Damian 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.

Then you are not ready to have me back,”she said”, sipping the glass of wine,and flipping through a magazine paper. Jessica,you should consider fixing your relationship than trying to pull me away,I stared at blamelessly. She gazed continuously on the fashion magazine paper,without minding my presence. I leaned on a wooden swing close to discuss with Jessica about my ongoing plan. Fine,since you are so eager to know the truth about Giselle, she's the rejected mate to Alpha Raven of the werewolf world,he sniff the air to continue when I obstructed him with a raise of my index finger.