Justina Valentina Nude Novels & Stories

“Alessandra will never forgive you for taking her freedom. She might even hate you for it.” My eyes widened in shock when I saw my best friend, Valentina climbing on top of my husband. Her dress rode up to her waist, exposing her red panties as she wrapped her hands around his neck. She purred as she rubbed her fingers over his erection between her legs, stroking it through the thin fabric of his trousers, “I know how hard it must be for you not to touch a woman for so many days. If you want, we can continue our little agreement-”

“Very… conservative. You need something more sexy. Make Jet fall on his knees for you. “I don’t know… what if he gets mad my skin is showing?” “If you don’t show too much, he won’t care at all. There is a fine line and I am going to show you that. You are so beautiful on your own that you don’t need much but you will be my barbie!” Justina clapped her hands together as she started smiling. “Whatever you want.” I rolled my eyes as I walked my shirts to the closet. “Let’s hang them here.” Justina pulled out his shirts and stuck them on the other side of the walk-in closet.

Dennise point of View The study smelled like polished wood and old books. Valentina sat in a spill of light at the great desk, hair an arrangement that made paintings jealous, the line of her mouth more delicate than anyone else. “…Make it ready,” she said, each word deliberate. Then, with a small flick of her wrist, she ended the call. Valentina sat behind her grand mahogany desk, her posture perfect, her blonde hair falling loose around her shoulders instead of pinned in one of her elaborate crowns. A faint glow from her laptop screen painted her features as she spoke into the camera.

" Natalia asked, "Yeah, we are cool, and he moves closer to her, and he kissed her, meanwhile, Natalia has been long he had sex last, so she was eager to see Justino's size phisically, and he slide her hand Into his pant and felt the size, and she smiles, "Why are you smiling?" Justino asked, "I think I don't expect this size, but It's manageable" Natalia retorted, "I'm perfect In using my size" Justino said, and he smiles, and he stripes himself naked, and he carried her Into the bedroom, and, and he asked, "are you ready tonight?"

Knowing that Justin was about coming, she stripped herself and was left in nothing but a lacy pant and her brazier. Lying on her side, she plastered a seductive smile on her lips which she knew Justin couldn't resist. Justin walked out of the bathroom in nothing but a towel covering his waist downwards. His hair still dripping, showing that he had hastily had a shower. Veronica smiled and bit her lip, trying her possible best to look very seductive as she motioned for Justin to come forward in which the latter gladly obliged. Justin drank in Veronica's naked body and thought she was perfect in every way. As he walked towards her, he felt his wolf protesting against it.

"You know what I want to pinch" "No and I don't want to, Ella and lily are right there." I leaned down to her ear and say "I want to pinch you hard nipples and your swollen clit after I have fucked you thoroughly ." I trailed on of my hand up and down her waist stoping at her breast and going back down never touching anything I see her chest rise and fall as her breathing becomes more rapid. I then let go of her and sit in the same position before. "Why would you do that" Valentina says hitting my back.

Figure out what the hell we're doing. Or maybe— An idea hits me. Impulsive. Probably insane. Definitely inappropriate. But I'm tired of being appropriate. Tired of maintaining distance. Tired of pretending I don't want her every second of every day. I strip off my shirt. Then my pants. Then everything else. By the time she knocks again—more insistently this time—I'm completely naked. "Come in," I call out. The door opens. Valentina steps inside and freezes. Her eyes go wide. Her mouth drops open. The folder she was carrying slips from her fingers and hits the floor.

She was pampered in exotic-smelling oils, treated to freshly pressed juice, water, a face mask, and a plate of fruit. The masseuses who worked on us side by side were skilled and professional. Valentina had been so tense at first, but after a little work, she fell asleep on the table—like a cat sunbathing. “Valentina… mi amore,” I whispered, brushing away a dark lock of hair spilling across the pillow. “Mmm… caro… just let me sleep a little longer, pretty please,” she purred without opening her eyes. I stroked her soft thighs, cupped her breasts, and gave them a gentle squeeze—just enough to get her heart rate going.

Lina reclined on the delivery bed, her eyes filled with triumph. The old Don of the Valentino Family gripped his cane, smiling wider than ever before. His voice rang out louder than usual. "The Valentino family has an heir! I hereby declare that he will become the successor of our family!" He pointed proudly at the newborn. Everyone cheered, celebrating with delight, yet not a single person mentioned me. Watching it all, I dug my nails into my palm. Then suddenly, Renato's assistant rushed in, panting. "Don… Madre… she's still in the storage room, waiting to give birth."

VALENTINA Adrian smiled darkly as he pushed up to his elbows before he shoved down his pajama bottoms. “You will, with me inside of you.” He parted my legs and knelt between them. Bracing himself on one muscled arm, he grabbed his erection and ran the tip along my slit. I gasped at the firm pressure against my clit. Mesmerized by the sight of the thick red head gliding over me, covered in my juices, I got up on my elbows to get a better view.