Jessie Flower Nude Novels & Stories

"Hey, Rico didn't know you guys were here." Jessi's countenance darkened instantly. "Noah," Rico greeted, tipping his green framed shades. She immediately perched on his recliner, leaning back on one arm. She had a skimpy flowery-themed bra on, and a similarly themed scarf was knotted at her waist, over a throng. Her feet were bare. "Hey Jessi," Noah gave her a dainty wave. Jessi raised her glass in reply, getting to her feet. She downed her drink and dropped it on the stool.

“I woke up in his room, not ours. There was a ring on my finger and a note stuck to the window. I don’t remember anything after we started kissing. How could this happen?” “Jess, breathe,” Taylor said softly. “You were both blackout drunk. It’s probably nothing.” “How am I supposed to calm down?” Jessie’s voice rose, then dropped to a broken whisper. “It doesn’t look photoshopped.” She held up her hand, showing the faint red mark on her finger. “This morning, something poked me. Guess what it was? The same flower crown I’m wearing in the photo. It’s on my head, Taylor. This feels real.”

That’s all she remembered. He said a few things to her. But she wasn’t paying attention because Craig had entered. She didn’t want Craig or anyone else seeing this. Seeing her like this. She wrapped her arms around her flimsy, near-transparent t-shirt and she didn’t have a bra on. She didn’t own one. Embarrassment flooded her mind as both men’s eyes crawled over her body. Alrick got out of bed, and it occurred to Jessie that he’d been sleeping in the nude. Blushing, she turned away from the bed to let him have his privacy. She didn’t want to offend him.

asked Jessy, as she took off her blazer, revealing only a tank top with no bra so her nipples clearly printed from it. She approached Tristan and sat on his lap. "Why aren't you answering me?" asked Jessy. Tristan raised his hand and stroked Jessy's hair. "Because you make me feel mesmerized, Jessy. I love seeing you in this outfit." "Really? Well then, how about something like this?" Jessy suddenly took off her tank top, revealing her two round breasts that looked beautiful and full. Tristan couldn't lie that he enjoyed the sight. He swallowed and slowly, his hands began to squeeze them.

Then , lady June smiled and welcomed me to their garden. Their garden was full of sunflowers , it's like a field in the villages with dragonflies surrounding it . Their mansion was surrounded by Boston ivy ( a shrub plant) . It's marvelous . I love this cool atmosphere. Then , I saw a angel , that's ORKHIS ANEMONE , the villainess, she has a long , shiny , silky Black hair with her purple eyes sparkles whenever She's excited . her pink lips are fluffy , if I were a male lead , I'll be her slave .

When Cassiopeia came to, she could still feel her head spinning. "Cassie, you are finally up." When Lucas noticed she had opened her eyes, he held her hand firmly and kissed her. "You have no idea how scared I was when I found you passed out on the floor. My heart almost stopped beating! Good thing you woke up." Lucas, who was known for being a merciless businessman, was showing an uncharacteristically vulnerable side. His voice quivered, and his palms were coated with sweat. His affection toward Cassiopeia would exasperate anyone who witnessed the interaction.

Claire circled her arms around his neck as she snuggled her face into his chest. The drug had seeped into her body. Adrenaline coursed through her veins. She closed her eyes and readily surrendered to his illicit desires. Lifting her from the ground, Adrian guided her legs and hooked them around his waist. Claire complied as she tilted her head a little to give him better access to her mouth.

His body jerked. “You’re a little something,” he accused. Jessa smirked as she nuzzled his groin, inhaling, drawing in his masculine scent, unique to Jayson, filling her mind with him, and what she’d like to do to him. He matched her quick inhale with one of his own, reading the erotic images in her mind, knowing she was deliberately teasing him. Her breasts pressed against his upper thighs as she shifted, tantalizing him with the soft feel of them. Her nipples brushed against him, hard, tempting peaks. All woman. His woman.

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.

I murmur, gripping her waist and pulling her flush against me, “I might have to pull out my camera and remind you exactly why we were everyone’s favorite duo.” She lets out a soft laugh, her hardened tits grazing my chest. “I’d very much want that,” she whispers, tracing lazy circles on my chest. Then her smirk deepens. “Though, I’d like to suggest a third party.” I arch a brow, though we’re not new to this threesome thing. “And who might that be?” She tilts her head toward the doorway. Jessie is standing there, completely naked. Her flirty eyes meet mine. I blink once, taken aback. “Are you serious?”