Jessie Murphy Nudes Novels & Stories

“Don’t tell me you’re still wearing the same panties.” Jessie shook her head. “No. I’m not wearing any panties right now.” She pointed toward the bed. “It’s over there.” Taylor followed Jessie’s finger and gasped loudly. The panties weren’t on the bed—they were hanging on a nail right beside the large portrait of Zac Efron, Taylor’s longtime celebrity obsession.

This place makes my weaponry look like a child's play room. There's a bouldering wall to my right and monkey bars by the rings. The floors are covered in black, as are the walls. My eyes stop roaming the space when they focus on Jessamine. Her clothes are unlike anything I've seen on a lady. They cling to her sleek figure, hugging the new lean muscle and devastating curves all too well. Her hands and midsection are exposed, as is her chest. The small material covering her breasts strains as she swings her fist, the bag exploding upon impact.

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.

Babu said still smiling widely. Lex laughed then said, "Yes, she has very big boobies. Why don't you show Mr. Babu your tits Jess. Actually, take off all your cloths, remember I want you completely naked today." Jess nodded nervously but did as was told and was quickly standing in front of the two old guys completely naked. Lex looked at Babu and motioned towards Jess, "Help yourself." Babu giggled as he stepped forward and placed both his hands on her breasts. He looked at her face briefly then leaned down and sucked a nipple into his mouth flicking his tongue back and forth over it until it hardened. He then switched and did the same to the other.

He reached her door just as it was clicking shut, but it didn't quite latch. Through the sliver of the opening, he heard her angry, labored breathing and the frantic rustling of clothes. He peered in. Jessie was in the middle of the room, her grey hoodie already tossed aside. Carter’s breath hitched in his throat, a low, strained groan escaping him. She wasn't wearing a bra. Her titties were swinging free…heavy, pale, and absolutely magnificent. They were far bigger and rounder than the bikini photo had promised, the nipples dark and taut with her rage.

“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.

Retica was left in the care of Lynda's best friend who is a real-time cam performer. Jessy is real XXX-hardcore slut who fuck her little-TIT pussy for guys to watch and enjoy. For her, she likes to masturbate, seduce and play a blowjob on a webcam. Naughty Retica grew up with Jessy who she watched behind closed doors playing her body for fun. Retica naughtiness started after viewing Jessy’s extraordinary blow slutty package meant for a web client. She was completely naked with her left hand on a sexy round breast and the second on her pussy fucking and pulling with a wild-excitement.

“I need to go and get a few things. While I’m out of the room you’re going to strip yourself naked. From now on, when we’re alone in this room together you will always be naked.” Christ, what had she been thinking? “I want you at the edge of the bed on your hands and knees, your legs spread nice and wide.” Damien unlocked the door and left the room, leaving her in a slightly dazed state. Sitting up, she removed the teddy. Well, that seemed like a waste of money. Always naked in their bedroom? Was he kidding? She was pretty sure he wasn’t. Not in the slightest. On her hands and knees, Jessa positioned herself at the edge of the bed then spread her legs wide. She blushed, realizing exactly how

“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.