Julie London Nude Novels & Stories

Was it because he looked so peaceful, innocent and harmless while asleep? Julie bit her lips as she forced herself to stop being mesmerized by the Alien prince's beauty. But before she could force her eyes off him, she was reminded of his nakedness and her eyes circled once again. Her face burned while her eyes literally inched from his face downwards, to his neck then his muscular and lean chest, and then his perfect abs that were half covered by the blanket. Julie's lips subconsciously parted, utterly distracted and mesmerized until something registered in her that drove the blood out of her face. Her eyes whipped towards herself and when she saw that she was fully dressed, she finally let

Chapter 4: No Clothes Julian stepped back a little from the chaise and looked at me lying there for a long time under the changing lights. His eyes moved slowly over my naked body, taking in the clay he had pressed onto my collarbone, waist, and hips. I stayed in the pose with one arm stretched above my head and the other resting on my thigh, my legs slightly open. My tits rose and fell fast with every breath and my pussy felt even wetter from all the touching and staring.

Isla POV Julian laid me flat across his desk, his tall frame looming over me like he owned every inch of air I was breathing. Without breaking eye contact, I slowly unbuttoned the thin shirt covering my body and let it fall open. I was completely naked on Julian’s work desk. It felt reckless. Exposed in the filthiest, most intoxicating way. His stare was lethal; it made me want to burn alive under it. He didn’t move a muscle, didn’t close the distance between us. And because he didn’t, I did. I slid my hand down and started touching myself.

"You're very beautiful and my camera likes you." "Is that so?" Juliana replied, continuing her routine as Krista lay down on her stomach to be able to shoot up at her. "Maybe you'd like to take pictures of my pussy?" she said with a laugh, making a joke as she stood over Krista, who rolled onto her back, and slowly slid down into a horizonal split, stopping when her pussy was just a foot over Krista's head, the sweat-stained material of her training leotard stretched tight, revealing her camel toe.

“Stay there, naked. Legs open. Let her see what she’s walking into.” I leaned back on my elbows, thighs spread wide, cum still glistening on my inner thighs, pussy swollen and dripping. He opened the door. Lauren. Blonde hair, sundress clinging to her curves, nipples hard under the thin cotton, eyes wide behind sunglasses. She stepped inside without waiting, a bag slung over her shoulder. “Jules, I tried calling, power’s back, thought I’d surprise—” She stopped when she saw me. Naked. Spread on the counter like a feast, pussy glistening, tits heaving. Julian behind her, with the towel barely containing him, hand already sliding up her thigh under the dress, fingers finding no panties, just w

“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.”

"But not as great as Blackjack." She tossed back her head and laughed. "Ouch. Okay. Turnabout fair play and all that." She stood up and reached for the straps of her sundress, flicking them off her creamy shoulders. She wiggled again-just like in the chair-and the thin cotton fabric slithered down her body. Leaving her completely naked. "Oh, my God," I whispered. "You didn't have anything on under there?" Juliet lifted her hands. "Nothing but a smile."