Justina Valentina Nude Novels & Stories

the man murmured, he most think it's seductive, to me it's disgusting. His hands grabbed his cock and he closed his eyes, then started rubbing his length hurriedly. I'm watching a live masturbation right now! Who was this girl he was dreaming about, I paused immediately on my seat when I remembered he'd called her name, Tina. Leandro's primary target. My head slowly went up to the stage, to see who the men had been calling on, it was the one and only Valentina, Christ she looks so beautiful in reality compared to the picture Leandro showed me.

“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.

"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.

The video played. The real video. The unedited video. Not the cropped, polished poison she had flaunted online. No. This one showed the truth, her climbing onto my lap, pressing her lips against mine, her hands forcing what I never gave. My shove. Her sneer. Her voice dripping venom as she laughed about ruining me, about using my name, about humiliating Leona. When it ended, the silence was heavier than gunpowder. Valentina crumpled to her knees. Tears streaked her face, smeared her makeup into grotesque streaks.

Did he know beforehand? Valentina took a pair of comfy clothes and disappeared inside the washroom. She got ready in an oversized hoodie and white jeans. She did minimal makeup on her face and wore her earrings. She was satisfied with her looks and went out when Mrs. Night called her. Mrs. Night fed her some fruits before sending her off. Valentina was loving it, being treated like a baby. She hopped inside the car and waved Mrs. Night bye. She looked forward and blinked her eyes when she saw an unknown man. He was handsome but not more than Xavier.

She got up and tried to walk slowly to the bathroom and the door opened revealing Justin shirtless with his shorts alone. Valerie could feel her cheeks rising and turning red in embarrassment, she was naked and he was staring at her. "Good morning," Justin said not minding the fact that she was naked. He had seen it all the night before anyways. "Morning…" Valerie mumbled hoping the floor would open up and swallow her. "I was just coming to get you," Justin said as he walked towards her. "No, no, don't come," Valerie said in her mind but Justin was already there and he lifted her in bridal style carrying her to the bathroom.

"What's going on, Nina, what is talking about?" I looked at Henry with tears as tears started dripping from my eyes. Olivia took a step forward, her voice filled with bitterness. "Your humble maid, Nins isn't who she says she is, she isn't the maid you think she is. She's been lying to you this whole time about her identity. Her real name is Nina Windsor. She's your wife, Henry." The room fell silent, with the weight of Olivia's words hanging in the air. Henry's face went pale, his eyes wide with shock and disbelief. "Is this true, Nina?"

Oh, wait, I know who—this red-haired bitch over here would. I could taste iron at every corner of my mouth, my back aching from the slightest movement but I swallowed hard on the pain. “You…” she said, pointing at me while trying to catch her breath. " You're Mia, right? The daughter of Ray Valisteen, AKA the Valisteen Princess?” “Who's asking?" I said, trying to keep my voice struggling to sound calm and mocking but cracked a little while biting back the pain.