Jillian Bell Nude Novels & Stories

Terrible to say, but true. Jillian opened the door slowly so they wouldn't hear the click, almost home free. And then my damn cell phone rang, Bonita Applebaum's sitar cutting through the mocking laughter like a hot knife through butter. This was karma for what I'd thought earlier, wasn't it? "I'm sorry," Jillian said, body tensing to go into a full sprint. With her thighs, I'd never be able to catch up. "Don't you dare!" I hissed, gripping her leather harness. "Don't you fucking dare!"

"Young ladies these days—they'll stoop to anything. You got called out and now you're the one pointing fingers? Where are your manners? I thought that woman in the video looked like you the moment I saw it. Especially that mole—it's in the exact same spot." My second eldest uncle's wife, Rita Britton, quickly said to my cousin, Mary Snyder, "You'd better stay far away from Jillian. Don't let her be a bad influence on you." She was essentially adding fuel to the fire. "Jillian's just jealous, if you ask me!" My third eldest uncle's wife, Grace Nolan, pursed her lips and looked Kelsey up and down, taking in all her designer labels. "Kelsey is gorgeous, and she studied abroad. Of course Jilly f

She hated him and all he was doing was confusing her everything. “Go ahead and take your jeans off.” He stood there towering over her. He was waiting for her to comply. Think Callie… Think… She would play this stupid pathetic game of his. Callie slowly undid her jeans and pulled them off her body. He smiled as he looked at the thin piece of material that Lilliana gave her to shield her privates. Literally left nothing to the imagination. Callie felt her face heat up. “Open…”

some food couldn’t fix. This made Jillian laugh and they had a nice quiet meal together. Jillian wasn’t the type to eat without freshening up a bit but she was famished and exhausted after the day’s ordeal. She finished eating and took care of the dishes and went to take a bath. Due to how drained she was, she spent longer time than she normally would have, she got so scared thinking as soon as she got out of the bathroom, she’ll end up falling asleep and the next day would arrive immediately. She eventually got out, wore her blue pajamas and crawled into bed with a heavy heart. She kept on thinking of the e-mail she had received from the HR earlier that day which just saddened her even mo

The fabric caught on my ankles and I stumbled and one of the men laughed. Panties next. I pulled them down. Stepped out of them. I was standing naked in the spotlight. Every part of my body that only Daddy’s hands were supposed to touch revealed to this pack of wolves. “By all means, Angel. We don’t have all day.” Jillian gestured at the floor with a lazy flick of her wrist. “Lie on the floor and give us a performance. I’m sure my men want to see it. Isn’t that right, boys?”

*click* Jill stood up. "Hey, wait, no, go back!" She crawled back up onto the bed. "What, you got the picture." I pouted. "Fine." I sent the picture, then abruptly pushed Jill onto her back. "It's your turn now." I unzipped her jeans and pulled them down roughly. She was not wearing anything underneath them. I raised my eyebrows. "Really, who's eager now?" She laughed. "Always, for you." Her phone chirped, but we ignored it.

Jill asked as she was taking her dress off and leaving her black laced underwear she had particularly worn for Blake that night. “What a waste,” Tabitha replied, seeing the underwear and not answering her question. “Yeah, I know, right? Well, his loss,” Jill replied as she undid the clasps that held her breasts in their confined cups, allowing them to escape. After she was nude, she sat on the floor as she was instructed when another woman arrived. Subconsciously, she quickly covered her body with her hands and arms. “Ah, what is going on and why is Detective Percy sitting nude in our living room?” Tabby asked as she entered.

"Face it Jill. We have no clothing. No bathing suits. And I bet the road will be in no shape to go out shopping tomorrow. We have no privacy in this one room cabin. And everyone here has seen your lower half already. Shit, Alex is getting a helluva show right now. Just show us your tits already. It's just tits." "I'll be damned if the only ones to show skin are going to be the women." Jill said. "Oh, fuck it." She stood and pulled off her towel, turned, folded it and bent over to place it on the couch where she'd been sitting. "I'm glad I lost 14 lbs since February." Seeing her ass and most of her moist pussy as she bent over, I was glad she'd decided to play the game.

The only illumination came from the silver, unobstructed moonlight filtering through the paned window, casting pale, liquid reflections across the bed. Jillian Michaels sat back against the headboard, a linen shirt completely unbuttoned, the sharp, calculated angles of the former CEO's shoulders entirely relaxed in the dark. For the first time since the night at the gala, there was no ticking luxury watch on Jillian's wrist. Time didn't matter. There was no countdown to a midnight curfew, no strategic evaluation of a corporate rival, and no strict compliance clauses to enforce. The fortress was gone, leaving behind only a person entirely uncovered, waiting in the shadows.

Bianca was surprised and was basking with joy as she see herself reflected in the mirror wearing a 'wow' face. "You look so beautiful I almost say more than Tanya" Celine complemented. "I'm sure Bro Ryan will fall head over heels with you. He won't be looking at anyone but you at his own engagement" "That's the point why I worked perfectly honey." Jillian replied. "You have a natural beauty that I just enhanced. I am sure you are going to be the most beautiful today" "Thank you very much." She said with much appreciation. She look at her reflection again. Remembering how happy her father would be if he was seeing her tbag moment made her almost cry but she quickly held it back to avoid spoi