Shantel Jackson Nude Novels & Stories

I got engrossed and did not fail to laugh at the incorrect and funny calculations of some of my classmates. I was so occupied, I entered Mr. Bret’s office completely forgetting to knock. It was then I heard the muffled moans. I looked up immediately to find Mrs. Shantel, my economics teacher, stark naked on top of Mr. Brett’s table. Mr. Brett was on top of her with only his shirt on. I was instantly frozen with shock. Couldn’t do so much as breath or make any sound. They seemed oblivious of my presence so I stupidly used the opportunity to do a quick assessment of Mrs. Shantel’s body.

Rhea His fingers found me through my panties, and I gasped at the contact. He pressed against my clit, circling slowly, deliberately. “Tell us about Camilla,” Brandon said, his hands still working my breasts. “What does she have on you?” “Photos,” I breathed, my hips moving against Jackson’s hand. “She took photos in the locker room.” “Of what?” Jackson’s fingers slipped beneath my panties, skin to skin now. “Me. Naked. After you both left..” The words came out broken as his fingers slid through my wetness. “She’s been using them to make me—oh God—”

I sat in the hallway and used my phone to link up with the hall's LED TV, allowing me to view her nude figure on my 72-inch ultra-4K curved LED. She tossed my shirt into the jacuzzi's corner. How dare she so carelessly toss my shirt? But then I caught a captivating glimpse of her nude body. I had never previously seen such flawless booty. Sight is undeniably a goddess of sex. She stepped into the jacuzzi and began to rub her body vigorously. Has she gone insane? What was she doing? Why is she inflicting such pain on her delicate body? I wanted to jump into the jacuzzi with her, but that would have prevented me from seeing this stunning sight.

She still doesn't see her, but she does see Jackson. He was across the room, wearing black boots and slacks with no shirt. His abs are chiseled, his shoulders broad, and he was smiling as he talks to a group of models, both male and female. They were all also in various stages of undress, standing around and chatting like their nudity is completely normal. Monica guesses to them, it is. To her? She wants to go over there, shove a shirt at Jackson, and gouge out everyone’s eyes who was daring to look at him. Okay, maybe he was right and she does have a jealous streak?

"Tell me you didn't do this." Natalie’s smirk deepened. "Come on, bestie. I just gave everyone a preview. " Selena’s mouth fell open. "A preview? You posted my nudes online. Are you fucking crazy?" "Oh, stop acting so innocent," Natalie scoffed. The guys with her laughed, their eyes crawling over Selena’s body in her bikini, imagining what was under. "She’s not wrong, though…You do have nice breasts, Selena. A very nice tits. " one of them said with a grin, staring at her chest. "We could go to the back, and you can show me properly."

Shasta looked sexy as hell when she was dressed. The others arrived at 12:30. Alice and Charlotte both said they'd go nude as long as their faces was hidden and small tattoos on their bodies were removed. Alice had a birthmark she wouldn't want visible either. Melanie actually came and said she had an outfit she'd wear which she considered quite slutty. As expected Janet didn't come due to her pregnancy. Reneé and Evelyn were going to be the only ones with bald cunts. None of the non-slaves shaved their pubic hair completely and Lisa and I were starting to grow our pubes back until they could be laser removed. Our hair was still very short, but visible. We told Sean he didn't have to remove

She was stripping off her clothes again, her top already gone. "Before you undress, Renee, I want to make sure it's okay with Janet," I said. "Are all of you more comfortable being nude for your exercise?" Janet asked. All three of us said yes. That was a no-brainer for us. Yoga didn't involve a lot of bouncing, so we didn't need sports bras to protect the puppies, and swimming nude couldn't be beat. "Have you heard back from Scott about being able to work with me on Thursday night?"

Her panties dropped to the floor, revealing a shaved pussy. She had a piercing in each nipple. "Sorry, girl," she said. She settled across my lap and buried her face in the couch cushion. "Oh, you will be..." Kellie said. I started with a gentle spank on Courtney's left buttock. "Mmm," she purred. Another. "Mmm, harder," she demanded. I traced a finger up her spine. "Sorry, I didn't hear that." "Mmm, please?" Courtney said. "Much better."

(Sharon Jackson) “No…it’s annoying so stop it…aren’t you take enough already?…stop it…I’m gonna be late…I ‘m heading out first…” “Wait!..Mies!!..wait!…sheesh~!..have fun out there~…don’t forget to mention me in the interviews~..remember I did that for you~!!..”. (Sharon Jackson) I am not someone that is narcissistic to the bone, I love my looks, but apparently Sharon loves them more, in fact when I finished changes and sat down while she enthusiastically ‘beautify’ me, she had took countless of my pictures and also dozens of her own selfies of me, she even had me hold her phones while she took a short video of her doing my hair and some touch up. Hence I refuses her request again, as I left

My gaze swept across the room until it landed on the person I had come to see. Shantel. She lay on a mattress with clean blankets pulled over her. Her face was badly swollen with bruises, and scratches covered her arms. Her clothes had been replaced with clean garments, while bandages had already been wrapped around several of her injuries. Even unconscious, she looked emotionally drained. The cheerful young woman who always followed Natalia with a smile was nowhere to be seen. I slowly walked closer. "Walker," I called without taking my eyes off her, "what exactly did you say happened to her?"