Julie Vu Nude Novels & Stories

His gaze erotically travelled from her face, down to her breasts and then her sex. Mortified, Julie attempted to sit back into the water again to hide her nakedness, but unfortunately – or was it fortunately? – she slipped. Alex quickly caught her and the next moment, she found herself straddling him. Her hands were on his shoulders and his one arm around her waist. She could feel his hardness throbbing thickly against her private place and the touch of their sexes seemed to have ignited an even larger flame. Julie suddenly let her body fall on him. She settled her forehead in the crook of his neck. Her breathing becoming heavier.

and she tugged down my shorts, “know about this, a’nd she kissed me again, finding my tongue She may have been double my age, but DAMN that woman knew what she was doing, and before I knew what was going on, we were naked and getting in the shower. "Let's hop in the shower first. I know how grubby I feel, and I want this handsome young man clean” Julie just laughed to herself, and started to slowly peel the tank top upward over her stomach. She got to her breasts, and rubbed her hands over them, pinching her excited nipples through the thin cloth. She peeled it up a couple of inches on one side, and gave me a peek at one breast. My dumbfounded look stopped me cold in the middle of taking my

Who I really wanted was home sleeping. Arriving at the suite, Juliane put on that little show she knew I liked, dancing sensually as she took off the tiny pieces of clothing, until she was completely naked, with only her high-heeled sandals. She tried to help me undress, but I stopped her, just unzipping my pants and settling me on an upholstery. “Just suck it,” I ordered and she looked disappointed. But I did not care. - Right. You are the boss. Completely naked, she knelt on the floor, between my legs, held my cock, completely hard, by the base, and began suckling, gluttonously, with the experience of a professional.

She felt good seeing Michael’s approving look as she made her nipples stand up hard and announce her need. When she finally moved to take off her panties, Julie remembered how fascinated he’d been to look at her pussy so closely. She turned around and, with her feet apart; she slid her panties down as she bent over to step out of them. Michael had an excellent view of her pussy. Julie felt her desire drive her on, and she let him watch her play with herself. Driving her fingers into her core and teasing her clit. She felt like she’d be dripping sooner rather than later. When Michael grew tired of the sex show, Julie was panting.

He was tall and broad-shouldered, with sharp, chiseled features, dark hair streaked with silver at the temples, and piercing blue eyes that seemed to see straight through people. He turned when she entered, and his gaze slowly traveled over her body—professional, yet undeniably hungry. “Ava,” he said, his voice deep and smooth like aged whiskey. “You’re even more beautiful in person.” She smiled nervously, clutching the strap of her bag tighter. “Thank you. I’m a little nervous… this is my first time doing full nude.” Julian’s lips curved into a reassuring yet predatory smile. “That’s exactly why I chose you. I want real emotion. Real vulnerability. Real desire. Not the polished, fake perfec

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.

An hour and a half later I'm shutting my computer down for the night and gathering my purse and jacket looking up when the door opens as Julie enters. Smiling at Julie as I walk around the desk, I greet her. "Hey Jules, you look nice," I say taking in her apperance as we walk toward the exit. She has on a long sleeve pull over burgandy shirt, a pair of tight light blue skinny jeans and a pair of black flip-flops with her hair pulled up into a high ponytail and light makeup. "Thanks B, are we stopping at your place so you can change or are you wearing what you have on?"

As for Julie and Julie's relationship, she approved of it. I didn't stop just there, my hands went down Julie's waist, she let out a moan of pleasure, and I knew that I had to have her. I pulled her close, our bodies pressing together as we continued to undress each other. Our clothing fell away, piece by piece, until we stood before each other completely naked. I gave in to my primal desires, pulling her close and kissing her deeply. Her hands roamed over my body, pulling at my clothes and igniting the fire within me.

Then back to the bed, her on top again, facing him this time so he could watch her tits bounce and see her face when she came. They took breaks only to drink water and touch each other lazily. Julian’s phone appeared at some point. He pulled her close, cock still half-hard inside her, and snapped pictures. One of her straddling him, head thrown back, his hands cupping her breasts. Another with his fingers spreading her pussy lips, showing how swollen and used she looked, his cum leaking out. A close-up of her mouth wrapped around his cock again, eyes looking up at the camera. A shot of her bent over the edge of the bed, his handprints red on her ass.

Oh. Right. Julian Vale. I remembered that once, before an early movie promotion, production had arranged for us to stay at a hotel overnight. Around ten, Julian showed up at my door shirtless and said he needed to talk about something important. Then he started getting way too close. Good thing I was stronger than I looked. I blocked the door and kicked him hard enough to send him right back out. A few days later, Julian got exposed for hiring a prostitute. She posted screenshots of their messages and blasted him for booking her, refusing to pay, and being terrible in bed.