Julie Gonzalo Nude Novels & Stories

Her soft, full breasts, narrow waist, wide hips, and round, perky ass had made her a favorite in fashion and lingerie circles for the past two years. But today was different. Today, she was doing her first fully nude photoshoot. The man behind the camera was a legend in the industry: **Julian Black**, 38. Renowned for his fine-art and erotic photography, his work hung in prestigious galleries and the private collections of the wealthy and powerful. His images were sensual, raw, intimate, and unapologetically erotic. Julian stood near the large industrial windows, adjusting softbox lights with practiced precision. He was tall and broad-shouldered, with sharp, chiseled features, dark hair stre

Julie smirked as she undid the knot on her robe, letting it fall to the ground with her naked body in display for my eyes. Fuck! As much as I hated to admit it, Julie was one hella hot woman. There was no doubt Lisa had gotten her curves from her. My eyes were dazed in lust as Julie stood up and walked over to the bed. She knelt on it, laying her upper body flat down with her ass up in the air. I wasn’t sure when I moved but I couldn’t stop myself from giving Julie a hard spank on her ass which elicited a loud moan from her.

Jillian arched an eyebrow, not quite understanding and then Selena quickly added, “But we did do some stuffs!” She rested her elbows on the desk, linking her two hands together as she rested her head on them, “Oooh, like what? Have you seen her naked? She’s hella sexy right?” Selena frowned a bit, “Have you seen her?” Jillian laughed, dismissing her words with a wave of hand, “Oh God. Of course not… but one can imagine how she looks like under that white coat.” Selena relaxed, knowing that for once, she had the upper hand, “The only time I saw her completely naked was in the jacuzzi.”

Alina stood in front of him, pulse racing. “Strip,” he said. She obeyed. One button at a time, she undressed. Her coat slipped down her arms and pooled around her feet, then the lace, the heels until she stood completely bare. People began to notice. She could feel eyes on her as they watched. Julien leaned back, one arm resting over the chair, “Kneel.” Alina dropped to her knees, her skin hot with need Julien’s hand slid into her hair. “You’re beautiful like this,” he murmured.

Zoe question as she gave Julie a knowing smile that she knows her life the back of he palm. Julie came close to Zoe's ear and whispered "he did all kind of crazy things to me that I couldn't stop moaning." Zoe placed her palm on her mouth so as to prevent her mouth from screaming. Even though she knows what Julie was capable of doing, regardless she was still surprised that she had the guts and was bold to fuck a guy she doesn't even know from Adam. She didn't pry further as she thought back to what happened between her and Scot. "Your checks are crimson red. Are you feeling well?" Julie asked as she checked Zoe's temperature with the back of her palm.

Celestine only nodded in response. Damien then lead her to his warehouse. He then opened the door to cell. Celestine was shocked to see the scene. Julie was crying, her eyes were swollen and dark shade of red. She was tied to a metal chair. Her eyes were looking at a particular direction. Celestine followed her line of site and froze. Amanda was laying naked and lifeless on ground. Her body was bruised and blood was dripping from her private part. Her eyes were lifeless.

Her cheeks were flushed. “You’re dirty”, she muttered, her voice strained with longing. “ You like it.” She couldn’t lie. Instead, she reached down, palmed me through my pants, squeezing just hard enough to make my knees lock. “Your turn to get naked.” I unbuttoned my shirt my eyes never straying from hers… My pants went next and then my briefs was gone in seconds. My cock came out, heavy and dripping at the end as i stood before her tall and proud. Zoe’s gaze dropped, her lips parting again. “Julian,” she whispered. “Did you get bigger?…”

The text from his wife saying she was almost home made everything feel urgent and terrifying. “Fuck…” he breathed. “Show me.” That was all they needed. Jules stood up first. She pulled her tiny top off slowly, letting her perky tits bounce free. Her nipples were already hard. She pushed her shorts down next stepping out of them. She was completely naked now. Her pussy was shaved smooth and wet. Mia did the same. She took off her top and shorts, standing there bare beside her best friend. Her body was tight and smooth too. Both girls were breathing fast, eyes locked on Mark.

She gave me a smile and returned her attention to Dahlia. “Let’s start with the not-so-great news and work our way up.” Dahlia nodded her head and shared some photos on the monitor. The photos showed Julio standing in front of women who were on their knees with their hands behind their head, clearly showing that they were not a threat. The pictures were not of the best quality, but we saw enough to get a gist of what was going on. Another picture showed his hand around a young girl’s neck as she dangled above the ground. My blood was boiling with seeing how he was treating these people.

My trembling hands leaned my handbag, looking for an anchoring in this cruel reality. "Julien ... why?" While reaching the show, the scene that took place in front of me finished breaking what I had hope. A woman, naked, rided Julien, her hands posed firmly on her basin. He, his gaze closed, seemed completely absorbed by this moment, as if nothing else existed. My lips trembled, my eyes got burned. The pain was unbearable, but something in me refused to remain silent. - "Julien!" I yelled with all the strength of my pain.