Jessie T. Usher Nude Novels & Stories

She arched an eyebrow at me as I hurried down the hallway. "Your youngest just stepped out of the bathroom naked," I said. She rolled her eyes and moved to the bathroom door. "Jessie, it's not just girls in the house. You can't run around naked all the time." "Sorry," Jessie said, the door opened. She peeked out wrapped up in a fluffy, pink towel. "My bedroom's just across. I thought it would be fine. I won't do it again." She blushed to her blonde roots and hurried to her door without looking at me.

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?”

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.

She wouldn’t change what she was comfortable wearing for him, but maybe she’d keep it in mind for a special occasion. But Kai’s lips curled into a dirty smirk. “Well, to be completely honest, I prefer you naked.” **** “Jessi, you look so awesome!” Tasha laughed as she swiped across her phone, grinning widely at the photos that had been uploaded from Jessica’s first performance with Augustine and the dance crew they were a part of. Jessica chewed on her lip, flattered and still getting used to having her face plastered on social media. “You two are such an aesthetic couple,” Tasha sighed as Amir napped across her lap, using her thigh as a pillow. “And the public have gone crazy over you Jessi

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.

"And I'm pretty sure that somewhere on it, there's still a spot reserved for Ryan. Something I doubt will change anytime soon. So, I'm not gonna tell you how to treat him of course. Nor do I have any say in the way he treats you but, just try to be you. Don't let anyone or anything change that." "I'm glad I have you, Jess, I really am," she said, coming to embrace her, and Jessi smiled, maybe things weren't so bad after all... ********************** The next day, Sofia dressed in a pretty floral gown and a pair of sandals. She was joined by Tanya, dressed in a white pantsuit and a matching stiletto, and Jessi in a beige jacket, over a kinky black bralette, a pair of black dress pants, and be

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.

“What are we—” “I’m getting to it.” Brandt curled his hand around her jaw, feathering his thumb across her kiss swollen lower lip. “Take your clothes off.” Her eyes must’ve given away her confusion because he clarified, “I don’t need a striptease. I need you nekkid.” With shaking fingers, Jessie gripped the edges of her mock turtleneck and tugged it over her head. He’d seen her naked before, but her whole body flushed with color anyway.

While the two were talking, Jessamine's screen turned dark, and she could only see herself in the corner of the screen. "Thaddeus?" Jessamine thought something was wrong with his phone. She didn't know if Thaddeus could even hear her. He hadn't even told her his mailing address yet. "Thaddeus? Why can't I see you?" she asked again. The screen quickly lit up, and she was met with the sight of Thaddeus' glorious abs. When she looked down, she swallowed and threw the phone on the bed. "Thaddeus! W-What are you doing?" She didn't expect someone cold-hearted like him to act so crudely behind closed doors. Wasn't he ashamed for starting a video call with her while he was naked?

In the video, Jessy—clearly drunk—grabbed Reno’s collar, pulled him down on top of her, kissed him repeatedly, bit his ear, then slowly unbuttoned his shirt one by one. “W—Wait…” Jessy swallowed. “This… this is me?” Reno nodded calmly. “Yes. That’s you.” Jessy stared blankly as the video showed her crawling to Reno’s neck, whispering, “I WANT THIS, COME ON TOUCH ME,” then dragging Reno onto the bed. “I…” Jessy choked. “I was the one who started it?” Reno nodded again. “Yes.” Jessy immediately hid under the blanket. “OH MY GOOOOOD!!!”