Julie London Nude Novels & Stories

Reality—the bed he shared with his wife, the photographs on the nightstand, the absolute and crushing truth of what they were about to do—hovered between them, a ghost of consequences. Júlia moved first. Her fingers, still black with charcoal, went to the buttons of her apron. She undid them with trembling but determined movements and let the heavy canvas piece fall to the floor with a dull thud. Then she grasped the hem of her loose T-shirt and pulled it over her head. There was no subtlety, no calculated seduction. It was the undressing of a worker at the end of the day, but infinitely more charged. The simple black bra supported her full breasts. The skin of her torso was paler, smoother

To hell with lip intimacy; right now, she only wanted to enjoy this game of power and take advantage of it. Julian became even more feral. Piece by piece, every layer of fabric in the way was finally removed completely, leaving Vivienne’s voluptuous eighty-kilogram body bare without a single thread beneath the dim room lights. Julian stepped back once, his eyes tracing every inch of the curvy figure before him without blinking. “Wow... so beautiful,” Julian whispered, his voice hoarse with genuine admiration.

Soon, I'm fully naked, and I walk to the bed and sit on the soft mattress. Then I beckon on her to come and she immediately obeys. I lie on all fours on the bed, and arch my ass out like I'm about to receive a doggy. I'm arching my ass in a way that nothing is hidden….not the glistening slick of my pussy, not the folds of my lambia, and definitely not the hole in between my ass. Juliette reaches my body and rests her hands on my bottom, reveling in my soft skin against her hands.

Self-conscious, I try to drag the glimmering bold dress to cover the glass-shaped legs. ‘Umm…Lizzian. One more tug and it will tear itself apart.’ Julie points out, slowly shuffling towards the back entrance. Her naturally beautiful eyes are disguised into cat eyes with smokey make-up and her long waist-length hair is left loose to flirt with the wind. She looks bold and hot—the opposite of the innocent beauty she used to be. I swear, the General’s spirit might be screaming in the heavens (or the hell? As the case may be). I take a glance at my appearance. If Julie looks like a stark image of a porn actress walking on Duong Street, I don’t look any less either.

"Julia's the one going to need the vitamins." "Yep," Lori agreed. "Toss me a hand towel," she told her father. She caught it with one hand and held it to her mother's pussy to catch the leaking semen. Julia reached down and grabbed the towel then closed her legs to hold it. When Julia opened her eyes there was no one in the room with her. She got off the table and went to the shower. She looked out the window toward the pool. Rich was on his back in the chaise and Lori was straddling him and pounding herself onto his cock. Julia smiled then got in the shower. After donning her white bikini again, she got a glass of wine and walked out to join them. They were still fucking as she lay back in

She was so shy when she was left in nothing but skin. Lila wasn't thrilled by Annie's naked body because she has known her to be so gorgeous from the onset. Only the lady who was in charge of taking care of her bath was thrilled. Annie's curves were spelling the word sexy. She looks so perfect for everything. If she works as a model, the lady was so sure that companies would fight to have her. Jennifer Lopez isn't in anyway close to this. Never, she isn't even half of the sight that was before her.

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.

“Don’t make me fill out a form.” Levi laughed into her skin and dragged the shirt up. She lifted her arms. Bare. The cabin air was cool; two mouths fixed that. Levi’s palm covered her breast, thumb circling until the nipple drew tight. Julian hooked the shorts and her underwear down together. She kicked them off. Then she was naked in a bed meant for one while two dressed-enough men looked at her like dawn could wait. Julian spread her thighs with a gentleness that didn’t match the heat in his eyes and put his mouth on her.

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.

Lisa was naked, on top of Jim and literally fucking him as she had called out. Her hands clenched his muscular chest and he could see her pussy being hammered by what looked like a generous cock, the angle perfect to see from the doorway. And really, the problem wasn’t that she was having sex with someone. It was how she was having sex with someone. Complete and total abandon, her cries high-pitched and loud and her muscles flexing while she looked into Jim’s eyes. His hands were clenching her naked hips hard enough to leave bruises as she rode him, crying out with every mutual thrust.