Jessica Vestal Sexy Novels & Stories

Jessica smirked. "Alright, where's this itch?" Kanyon couldn't wait to scratch her back so she could spill the beans about Selene when he noticed Jessica taking off her clothes. “The itch is right here,” Jessica let out while pointing at her private area. "Can you see if you can get it for me?" She sat down on the couch, careful not to bother the hand with the IV, and then she spread her legs wide for Kanyon. Kanyon didn't need for his wife to tell him twice. In less than ten seconds, he was naked and pumping inside her.

Chapter 3 Ashley stared at the scrappy bit of nothing in lace that Jessica held in front of her. “Are you kidding? I’m not going to wear that,” Ashley protested. Jessica quirked her head. “Why not?” Ashley grabbed the tag hanging from it. Close to two hundred dollars for a tiny bodysuit composed of barely a few square inches of satin and lace. “Because I’m not a slut.” Jessica laughed. “It’s not slutty. It’s sexy. And you’d look breathtaking in it.” She grinned. “I mean to a man.”

M A R C O Past "Strip." I didn't even take my eyes off her beautiful, curvy and petite stature. In the world of vanilla sex, where the man orders the woman with such a crass word, it would have been sounded slightly offensive. But in my world of sex, a submissive would be nothing less than grateful when the dominant asked for something like this. "Yes, Sir." Jessica, the beautiful strawberry-blond haired woman, kneeling between my legs smiled with grace and slowly rose to her feet. A natural sub that she was, she gradually turned around as her fingers reached behind her back and pulled down the zip of her little black dress.

My body started heating up and I released air from my lungs to calm myself down a bit. "My Leaf boy do you like my clothes?" She drew closer to me grinning and twirling round showing me her massive bum. Damn Melissa!!!. "Yes I like it, you look very beautiful" I replied her and her smiled widened more. She instantly ran to the saleswoman and hugged her tightly. "My leaf boy said I look very beautiful" she grinned as the woman smiled and patted her back. Yes Lissa, I told you already. You are exceptionally beautiful just like an angel she uttered and a little frown settled on Melissa's face. "What's an angel?" She asked her confusedly as her frown deepened.

The emerald sweater she wore was pulled up, her skin hot and slick against my palms. “Tell me,” I muttered against her mouth, my voice completely unhinged as I drove my cock into her, the deep, heavy fullness of the connection making her head fall back against the pillows. “Tell me who you belong to, Bela.” She let out a sharp, aching cry, her fingers tangling deep into my dark hair, pulling me down until our foreheads pressed together. Her legs wrapped tightly around my waist, locking me inside her as her body met every deep, punishing thrust with a fierce, desperate rhythm of her own.

“I’m the heiress, so whatever I say goes. I can’t have my staff acting indecently. You’re going to get it if I catch you again. You hear me?” Appearing enraged, Maddox went red and paused before uttering, “Are you always bossy with everyone else, too?” Of course, not. I could not care less. Nevertheless, I lied and said, “Yeah. Everybody answers to me. You, in particular, show the most skin.” I felt him up again, feeling pleased with myself. It was the most thrilling feeling ever. He had a great body, and I was hooked for life. Maddox shook my cheeky hand off peevishly, stopping me from touching him.

She gave me a sexy smile as she stood up on the balls of her feet and stretched her hands high in the air. The towel fell off almost immediately. Sasha hooted and whistled. Jessica, unperturbed and gloriously naked, arched back, nearly pressing her pussy into my towel covered crotch. Her body was lean and hard, except for the swell of her B cup breasts and the soft, downy hair over her pussy. She had a dusting of freckles on her shoulders that I found incredibly sexy. Her nipples were small and pale pink. My cock tried its best to just right through my towel to get to the young woman in front of me.

She stood there with a calm expression, not jealous, not being unreasonable, "I'll go back first." Without waiting for Julian to respond, she nodded slightly and walked forward, her back view lonely and frail. Julian silently gripped the doorknob, annoyed by Vanessa's lifeless attitude towards him now, but wasn't he the one who drove her away? Inside the room, Jessica had already taken off her bathrobe, revealing a black slip dress. The hem of the dress was very short, only covering her hips, wrapping around her full body curves, shapely and attractive. She was confident that this trick would work on men.

Jessica asked. Lestat grabbed a hand full of her hair and jerked her head back, turning her around. “First let me have you,” he said and pulled her head back by her hair to expose her whole neck. Lestat plastered wet kisses on her skin. He lets go of her hair and lifts her onto the kitchen counter followed by un-fastening his belt and button. Lestat mouths a breast through her dress, slipping his hands up her shoulders and pulling the thin straps off her shoulders, and pulling her dress down, making her breast spill over. “Damn, you are so sexy,” Lestat said before mouthing a breast again. Jessica plated her fingers in his hair, moaning before pulling his head away from her breast and kissin

“On your knees, in front of the bed.” “Unh unh ugh.” I mumbled, trying to say ‘yes mistress’ while choking and slobbering all over the ball. I’d never worn one before, or done anything like this. Jessa sat down on her bed in front of me, dangling her stocking laden feet in front of me. “Worship them, baby dick.” she said, giggling adorably. She was sadistic, twisted, and the hottest thing I’d ever encountered. She was like the devil personified, offering nothing but temptation and punishment, targeting my natural weaknesses with pinpoint accuracy.