Juli Annee Nude Novels & Stories

“That.” My gaze drops to the phone, a naked picture of her in a blue wig and a mask stares at me. Initially, I’m shocked, but I try to hide it. “Nudes?” “Swipe,” she says. I begin to swipe, it's different angles of her naked, some without her face in it, some in lingerie and then a video pops up, it's her on her bed, naked and licking a long huge dildo. That one makes me gasp, “Arielle—” I pause.

JULIA About two hours later, a nude Wendy stepped out onto the patio with a cheery hello, followed by a young black male who looked like an athlete, and a slim but busty white woman, both of them appearing to be Wendy's age. They both still had clothes on, unsure if this was something they were ready to do yet. Since she contacted us, we'd had to feed Lucas and he was sitting in his shaded playpen. After swimming laps some more, we'd all gotten in the hot tub again, so we weren't exactly visible ourselves.

Transforming the solemn beauty of a virgin landscape into a frenzy of games and laughter, while three young women bathe together in its cold waters. Anne, Ayumi and Helena enjoy the freedom that only nudity in nature can offer. Their clothes wait on the shore, along with three plant fiber tunics they brought as spares to be able to wash their clothes properly. "Anne, tell me, how did you keep your clothes clean all this time?" Ayumi asks "And how did you dry it?" Helena asks curiously, rubbing her neck conscientiously. "I usually put my clothes on a flat rock that I cleaned beforehand and when it was cold I would just run around and dry quickly"

Watching me squirm. “You’re quiet, Nate.” “I’m tired,” I lie. “Bullshit. You’re spiraling.” I say nothing. And he knows it. Then he moves the phone. Casually. The angle shifts. Julian comes into frame. Naked. Behind a woman bound at the hips, face down against a mirrored floor. Her ass is raw. Rope cuts into her skin. He’s fisting her. To the wrist. And laughing like it’s a game. The woman is screaming.

“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.”

I’d jerked off to her more times than I could count, locked in my room with my cock in my fist, scrolling through the pictures I’d secretly taken or stolen from Julian’s phone. Her in that tight little sundress at the family barbecue, the way the fabric clung to the swell of her ass. Her laughing in a bikini by the pool, tits barely contained, nipples poking against the wet fabric like they were begging to be sucked raw. I’d photoshopped every single one of them. Cropped out Julian’s stupid face, zoomed in until it was just her perfect tits spilling out, or her ass bent over in those yoga pants that made her cheeks look like two ripe peaches I wanted to bite into until they bruised.

My palm twists gently over the head of my cock, My hips rocking forward, embracing the adrenaline flooding my body I closed my eyes tight, and there she is—Jules. Radiant, confident, her naked skin glowing under imagined light, Her breasts are perfect, nipples drawn tight. I picture her stepping into the shower with me and the steam from the shower curling around us, our bodies unclad and free.

JC replied then took a coat for Anna from the hotel room cupboard and put it on Anna's naked body. Then JC opened his laptop to play the video of the two of them last night. He also took hot photos of him with Anna who was high. Anyone who sees it will have a bad feeling, especially Anna because JC is a very famous top artist. Many girls and women of all ages want to make love to him or be his girlfriend. "You should see this, honey, in case you forget what happened last night," said JC, starting to play the hot video by pressing the play button on his laptop.

Especially when Damian showed that Bella was wearing his jacket. "Fuck Damian!" he cursed. Meanwhile, inside, Anne stared at the door that Julius had just closed with a displeased look. "Tsk!" Anne got up immediately. She looked at her reflection in the large mirror that showed her entire body. Even though she was wearing quite sexy lingerie. The bright red lingerie, her cleavage was even visible, and her body curves looked so beautiful. Usually, Julius was easily tempted by her, but earlier, not at all. Even when Anne was trying to provoke him, Julius didn't seem interested at all.

LYRA The jet cabin is silent. Not calm. Just silent. I’m seated by the window. Lucas is next to me, arms crossed, a hard gaze. He hasn’t said a word since we climbed the steps of the aircraft. In front, Alexandre. Sitting. Upright. Tense. And to his right… Cassandre. Perfect, well-groomed, her face serene, falsely relaxed, hands resting on her knees as if she still controls something. But I see the little tension in her fingers.