Jude Bellingham Nude Novels & Stories

JUPITER'S point of view I gulped harshly as I felt my ears burning before slowly removing my shirt off. Juno was just watching me flush furiously, totally unaware how dangerous this naughty game she's playing with me. She's on her red string bikini, smirking naughtily on top of the bed, while watching me practically strip off. Once I've taken my shirt off, I quickly turn around and sighed in relief when her malicious view got replaced by the beautiful water of the beach from the window.

Jude asks me, the girl in his lap sucking at his neck and rubbing herself on his lap. “What do you have in mind?” I ask, biting my bottom lip as I watch Nova bend over to pick up some napkins that fell. To be sure, she’s a bit skinnier than I would normally go for, but even that doesn’t detract from the roundness of her ass or her large tits. Jude says nothing for a second and I turn to see that his mouth is occupied by motorboating the tits of the female in his lap. “Dude,” I say, smacking him.

“You look like you need vitamin D and dick pics. In that order.” Stella snorted into her coffee. I managed a tiny laugh despite myself and sank onto the couch, pulling Nicholas’s hoodie tighter around me like armor. For the first time in forty-eight hours, the air felt almost normal. Jules flicked through her phone, showing us photos from some dating app she’d apparently downloaded “for research.” Shirtless guys on yachts, guys with puppies, guys doing that obnoxious finger-to-the-lip pose. “Okay, but look at this one,” Jules said, zooming in on a bronze god with dimples sharp enough to cut glass. “Tell me you wouldn’t let him ruin your life for a weekend.”

“Owen. Get him on the bed.” Owen’s voice was wrecked. “How.” “Hands and knees. Face the mirror. I want him to see himself take it.” Jude’s laugh was short and raw. He went. He did not ask twice this time. He braced on the white sheet, spine a long pale line, scarred knuckle fisted in the cloth. His cock hung heavy. He looked at himself in the glass and then at Lena and the look said he knew this was new country.

She watches the way his jaws thicken and observes his sight on her lips. She recognized him to be Jude Bellingham, the heir to Bellingham corporations and also the young, famous, and influential dancer. He looks more muscular than a normal high schooler but is indeed an epitome of ethereal handsomeness. Slowly, her bad mood was erased and superseded with admiration.

"Grandma Hammer asked. I can't refuse my elders." "If I weren't at this event, I'd come there to keep you company. I miss our girl time. Anyway, there's one more thing. Try opening the link I sent you," Rhea said, and soon after, a link appeared in the chat between her and Rhea. "You won't believe it, and you'll probably be as disgusted as I am when you see it." Moira opened the link, which immediately took her to a delayed video recording where Jude was there protecting Bella—taking off his jacket and putting it on Bella's body, hugging her tenderly, before disappearing from the room.

“Look at that, I did it like a true submissive, holding them bitches apart and everything!” He isn’t lying. In the video, he stands there, bent over a fucking spanking bench, holding his cheeks apart. Ever so slowly this other guy works himself in until his balls slap Jude’s ass. I’m thinking he’s going to pull out now that he’s gone in all the way, but to my surprise, he actually begins to fuck him. It’s like a train wreck, when it’s something that you really don’t want to see, but you can’t look away either. I actually watch it until they both come.

"Okay. Do you want on-location or at the studio set?" Ingrid couldn't hide her excitement. "On-location sounds nice." Cade turned to Noah, who was behind him, with a grin. "Noelani, do you want a new nude photo?" Ingrid looked at her boss. "You have a nude photo, sir?" she asked, smiling. "I wasn't nude," Noah said, embarrassed, narrowing his eyes at Cade. "Why did I let you guys convince me back then?” "He was wearing skimpy swimwear," Cade told Ingrid. "The picture is on my I*******m; do you want to see it?"

Lucky you had great taste and picked me, or you'd have to swap him out halfway, too. Bella snorted. "A beggar acting like he's still the Spencer family's golden boy. That's just laughable." Natalie pressed, "Do you know why he ended up here?" Jonah was dressed in a shirt with a deep-V neckline that extended all the way to his abs, revealing his smooth skin and lean muscles underneath. Clearly, this job came with its ruthless competition.

He unbuttoned his shirt, took off his belt, and let his pants fall, revealing his white underwear. “You don't understand do you?” He placed his thumbs on its elastic, biting his lower lip. For a second, Lyla felt her selfless thought gets interrupted by the heat his body was emitting. He was so hot. But that wasn't her focus at the time. “The thing is — I'd love to be painted as well. Nude” he said and slowly took down his underwear. Lyla's mouth dropped. She was lost in time, only getting herself the moment Janet joined Grey in the cubed stand. She watched as he lay on his sides, supporting his head with his palm and his elbow properly balanced on the stand.