Julia Ling Nude Novels & Stories

She licked her fingers clean with that pierced tongue, smirked, and walked out, leaving me trembling against the wall with jelly legs. I somehow finished showering on shaky legs, my pussy aching with unfinished need. When I stepped back into the room wrapped in a towel, Lina was completely naked on her bed. Legs spread wide, her smooth shaved cunt glistening, fingers slowly circling her clit. That tongue piercing clicked as she licked her lips. “Drop the towel and come here,” she commanded, voice low and authoritative. “On your knees. Eat my pussy like the greedy little slut you are.”

The council was happy that they would have a Luna to reign next to me. I walk out of the bathroom to find Julia getting her dress on. She looks beautiful. She’s wearing a black skater dress. Her black sandals show off her red nail polish. “You look beautiful “ - I say while I wrap my arms around her waist “Thanks, you don’t look too bad yourself” - she says wrapping her arms around my neck. My lips find hers without any problem. I close my eyes and the tingling feeling goes from my lips to the rest of my body with a jolt.

The present interacts with the past, seeking to avoid mistakes. “I’ll run into the Central Library to see people today, I need to find out something. The librarian thought, not looking up from the monitor. Julia looked at the sleeping Alud. She sat timidly on the edge of the bed, afraid to disturb the wounded man. Her light beige dress pressed into the soft bed, creating clear folds at the hips, smoothly turning into a thin waist. Her crossed legs in black shoes were hidden under the fabric of the dress, just above the knees. Dark, shiny hair, like a monk's hood, fell over her shoulders, reaching a little to her shoulder blades, revealing only small areas between thick strands. A thin, delic

Julia whistled in admiration, "Lovely, you are beautiful. My turn now." Julia stood up and gracefully slipped off her blouse, exposing a delicate pink bra that made her look more beautiful. Linda and Kamala both gasped in awe at her figure. "You look stunning," Kamala exclaimed. Then, she noticed Julia going a step further: She began unbuttoning her jeans, eager to show her panties. Kamla and Linda gasped as Julia slowly peeled off her jeans, revealing a matching set of lacy pink panties that made her butt appear more prominent. Her panties did little to cover her womanhood while her pubic hair peeked out from the edges.

On the screen, a little blonde nymphet in a white, cowl-necked gown cut so that the front fell between her breasts to below her belly button, was bopping away in a manner that should have displayed her assets to all the world. Won't you stay? Won't you lay? Stay forever, and ever, and ever, and ever. La, la, la... Julia had no idea who the girl was, but she had a body to die for. She looked a bit like the girl that ran the coffee shop, but with less chest. I just can't get you out of my head... Flickering images of Lucy's face looking up with her tongue busy on Julia's clit danced before her eyes. She same image, but she could see Michael pumping into the blonde's pussy at the same time.

I climbed up the stairs, and it led to the kitchen. When I stepped into the kitchen, I saw them seated in the living room. I quickly found a place to hide, brought out my phone, and started recording. Lila got up and straddled Julian, sitting on his lap. She took off her dress, her breasts bared completely naked. Julian’s hand reached out with his wedding band and squeezed. She undressed him, stripping off his shirt and taking off his belt. Then, she started bouncing on him, breasts slapping, their heavy moans filling the room.

"As you wish, Master." Such obedient and compliant slave girls. "I think we should have all the parents over tonight for supper," I said. "Will we be naked slave girls, Master?" Julia asked. "No. Not tonight. Fully clothed but hot slaves, but not naked ones." Julia sighed in relief. "I'm glad, Master," Lisa replied. "Having fucked both Julia's and your parents on Memorial Day, I'm going to be very self conscious around them anyway. Being nude would make it worse."

JULIA She nodded, still speechless. We arrived at the house just as work was ending for the day. All of our workers came up the stairs, all of them naked. Seven bare ass naked ladies, all ending work. Charlotte and Melanie attempted to cover themselves, unsure of who Cindy was and not quite used to the blatant nudity the rest of us were. Rhonda and I were removing our clothes which made them feel slightly better about their own nudity.

"Instead of wearing lingerie, I prefer to see you without wearing anything." Understanding what Santiago meant, Julia immediately pulled the knot of the red lingerie she was wearing. In just a few seconds, the sensitive parts of her body that were previously hidden were now perfectly exposed without any cover. "Is this what you meant?" Santiago laughed. He liked brave women who didn't play hard to get like Julia was showing right now. "Smart girl. No wonder Arrow called you very special. Now, let's see what you can do for me." ***

I deal in cold, hard numbers and colder, harder people. But Julia? She was like a fucking glitch in my wired system. She was sleek, with a body that looked like it had been sculpted by a professional. She had a very detailed and very carnal physique. Her face was well-defined, so radiant, that it felt like an insult to every other woman who had ever walked on the face of earth.