Jessie Ennis Nude Novels & Stories

Anything I wanted, he got it for me. All of that changed the moment Jessie entered our lives. She came from the countryside and was beautiful, sweet, and the complete opposite of me. She was like a wildflower pushing up through a crack in the rocks, resilient and untamed. Just like that, all eyes turned to her, including those of Jeremy and Grant. Only I knew the truth. Jessie was not who she pretended to be. She and her friends once cornered me in a bathroom, tore off my clothes, and took many photos. She threatened to release them if I ever dared to speak out.

No more hiding, no more quick fucks in the shadows. Just us, her body under mine on a sun-drenched beach, my big cock filling her as she screamed my name to the waves. I could see it: Jessy in a tiny bikini, her curves on display, me pinning her to the sand, thrusting slow and deep while she whispered, "Harder, Daddy—make me your whore." The idea stirred me, my cock twitching in my pants as I imagined breeding her under foreign stars, her pussy milking every drop.

Tessa Jess lifted me into his arms, taking me to the bed to place me gently on the mattress. I let go of him and sprawled onto the covers to let him look at me completely naked and ready for him. I’d showered before I went down to make breakfast and I was fresh and clean, ready to go another round. He began to undress slowly, not to tease be a tease, but because he could barely take his eyes off of me. He’d stop to let his eyes linger in different places every now and then.

“Yeah. I’m just undressing.” I breathe out through my nose—relief, tension, something in between—and push the door open a crack. Jessie stands with her back to me, her dress half lifted, exposing tights and the bruises that wash over her ribs in deep violets and fading yellows. Old pain and fresh pain overlapping. She catches my eyes in the reflection and gives the smallest nod, giving me permission to enter. There was no nurse here to help her. I was the closest thing there was.

"Oh? Seeing your expression like that, I'm even more sure that I took your virginity. Right, isn't it?" "I've been with women, but not like this." The girl, Jesslyn Rasopati, chuckled softly. She shook her head while ruffling her hair, causing certain parts of her front to become more visible. Especially her well-defined chest, teasingly moving as if mocking Kenzo. "No wonder," Jess playfully pulled back her blanket, revealing her bare body. No, she didn't intend to, but she was struggling to find the scattered pieces of her clothing. It was either her or the guy who had thrown them somewhere.

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.

“He’s a little young to start brawling. But he is a McKay, so I wouldn’t be surprised.” Brandt took another pull off his beer and gestured to the couch. “Sit down and take a load off.” Jessie paced to the door, peering out the window, cursing her nervous energy. Hah. Who was she trying to kid? She was just plain nervous. This seemed like such an easy idea in the truck on the way home from work. Get naked. But it was two hours later and she still had her clothes on. “Something on your mind?” She couldn’t un-stick her tongue from the roof of her mouth.

"In fact, you two can just keep on doing what you're doing and I'll just watch the show from here." Erin giggled but then reached for him, wiggling her fingers for him to join. "Come on," Jessie said, patting the bed beside her and scooting closer to Erin to give him room. "Take your clothes off and get in here already!" He only briefly hesitated, but then gave a smug smile and practically ripped his shirt off over his head while kicking his shoes off at the same time. In short order he was naked, his average cock flopping delightfully free from a pair of decidedly unattractive white underwear that was unceremoniously thrown back over his shoulder. His choice of undergarment might have been

Maira coaxed Celestine. "OK." Celestine accepted her fate. 'I don't have anyone for which I will save my virginity. My only family is Celi. And to save her I can do anything even if it is to sell out my body.' Celestine let out a quivering breath. "Maira where is my reward?" Lisa asked pouting her lips. "Your big dick is busy in fucking Jennet's pussy." Maira said and laughed. "He can have me at night." Lisa smirked.

Or not. Because when Kier stepped into the training yard, he tensed. Moira's eyes flitted across to the familiar blonde in the flimsiest clothing she had ever seen on a woman. A thin wrap covered Jessamine's breasts, revealing a generous amount of cleavage on which sweat clung. The skin bounced with each blow she delivered against her partner. Her stomach was bare and Moira hated that she could admire a woman's body. The slimness of her waist was terrifying and the flare of her hips into that pair of tight pants was liquid sin.