Jessica Vestal Sexy Novels & Stories

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.

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.

“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 wrapped her soft hand around it and stroked slowly, teasing the head with her thumb. “I brought something,” she whispered. She reached into the pocket of her discarded robe and pulled out a small pink vibrator. It was sleek and quiet. She turned it on. The low buzzing sound filled the dark room. “I want you to watch me come with this while I suck your cock,” she said, her eyes gleaming with filthy hunger.

Fuck she looked so hot like this. "Maybe do another pose?" I asked. Cass thought for a second then parted the jacket more, revealing her right side more, to show some skin without exposing more of her breasts. She inched her pants down ever so slightly, showing parts of her right dark, sexy cheek. My cock sprang to attention seeing her new teasing ways. It was so unlike her, yet it seemed natural to her. Like she found pleasure in showing off to me in this way.

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 said, touching the side of his face. “You better,” Lestat said and kissed her. He was about to make love to her again when she stopped him. “But that is not what we need to talk about,” Jessica interrupted him. ‘Crap. Did she find out what I am?’ Lestat thought, worried. “Out with it already.” Jessica pushed him off her and sat up, pulling the bedsheets up to her chest. “A beautiful body like yours should be on full display for everyone to worship,” Lestat said and pulled at the bedsheets.

“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.

If she does, I hope that she is ready to be rejected. Once we were inside the room, Jessica became a woman possessed. Without turning on the lights, she shoved me onto the bed and proceeded to remove my clothes before she removed hers and, in her haste, threw them all around the room. Jessica slithered up my body like a snake before she kissed me hard. She straddled me and I could feel how wet she was. The smell of her arousal filled my nostrils, but it failed to excite me as much as it had previously. Jessica slid her hand between our bodies and gripped my cock. She stroked it a few times before guiding it into her. She moaned as I stretched and filled her before she slammed her pussy down