Abby Champ Nude Novels & Stories

He throws me an annoyed look. “Who the fuck let you on the bus?” His gruff, woodsy voice has me picturing him dressed in plaid and swinging an ax. With that voice and sexy stubble covering his face, he would fit in an Old Spice commercial. “Cat got your tongue, sweetheart?” “I…Um.” Silly me. I am unprepared for an encounter with Abel’s bandmates. I blink and he transforms from fully dressed to damn near naked. Crap! See what happens when my brain decides to take a coffee break? Little rivers of sweat roll down his bare chest. Tight jeans hang low on his hips, his feet bare of the boots he’d worn only seconds ago. Airbrushed. Those abs have to be airbrushed. The harder I try not to stare, the

This seemed to work for Fox as she stopped protesting, instead walking over to the crude coffee maker and brewing a cup. The smell of tobacco brought me back home for a moment, a memory of my childhood. Mother and father sitting by our marble fireplace. A glass of red wine in mothers hand and father’s tobacco pipe in his. I played at their feet with cotton dolls, basking in the warmth of the fire. My heart hurt. I snapped out of my self pity and tore into the box, inside were some very… interesting outfits. My mouth fell open at the site. I was so shocked that I didn’t notice Vixen peering over my shoulder, “looks like you’ve been picked out to be the babydoll type, figures.” She scoffed.

What’s the worst that can happen? We watched as the first girl was called up and instantly told to strip. The poor girl was shaking as she removed all of her clothes so that she was butt naked and walked in front of the camera. ‘Chad wont like you posing naked’ ‘My whole pack saw me naked when I was captured. I am a wolf its no drama, look at her she is only standing there. I wont have to pose just stand and let them take a picture from all angles’ ‘You ended the link with Chad, so he did not see the other girls naked, yet you are fine letting them take your picture naked’

I pressed the back of my hand to my mouth to take it back. Dozens of photos of me... Fully, completely naked, the way you only are when you're certain you're alone — stepping out of the shower with my hair dripping down my spine, sprawled on top of the covers on several hot nights, on my knees on the mattress reaching for the lamp, legs mostly open because who closes their legs alone in their own locked room? "Jesus," I whispered. “This isn’t happening.”

Chapter 2 Then the Jumbotron flickers, and there I am. Holy shit. My face is blown up fifty feet tall, my hair a wild mess from the wind, my lips parted, eyes wide. And then the camera pans out, and there he is…Chad fucking Rivers, all six-foot-something of sweat-slicked, golden-skinned perfection, standing right in front of me like he’s been conjured out of thin air.

What I saw made me pause right where I stood. Vera was pressed against the cold tile wall, naked. Carl was in front of her with his pants to the floor, stroking and pumping hard into her; they were having gruesome sex.

Slowly, I turned around. Charlie stood a short distance away, completely shirtless, wearing only a pair of dark football shorts that hung low on his hips. He was covered in a light sheen of sweat, as if he had just finished a long, hard run. The sweat trailed down the defined ridges of his abs and along the lines of his chest, catching the outdoor light in a way that made every muscle stand out more clearly. His blonde hair was messy and slightly damp, falling across his forehead in a careless, attractive way.

“But you can only touch us with your fingers ... nothing else! Got it?” Chuck, to be fair, wasn’t quite all there at that moment. Four naked breasts were like some drug. Call it Marijuana. When two naked pussies were added to that, along with the knowledge that he got to play with those two naked pussies, it was more like mainlining heroin. He didn’t collapse and die, though. Sex isn’t a deadly drug. Not at his age. Which is how Chuck ended up with the middle finger of his left hand hooked in Matilda’s pussy, and the middle finger of his right hand hooked in Betty’s pussy, while both young women bucked and groaned, naked, on either side of him.

“What’s wrong, sweetie? Don’t you want to see?” I take a deep breath and look up. The picture on the screen shows Bronx and me posing, looking directly at the camera. Our bodies are intertwined with him behind me. We are both clearly naked. He has right arm wrapped around me, covering my breasts and left leg wrapped around the front, covering my crotch. I smile at how beautiful the photo is. His eyes are so intense, looking at the camera.

‎I bit down on my lower lip, excitement bubbling with my desire and nerves. It was going to be the first time he'd ever seen me naked, and the first time I'd ever sexed with someone through video call. I only hoped I was doing it right. ‎Aiming the camera at an angle, I let him have a good view of my chest, stomach and legs. My face was out of the picture but this way, I could see his reaction. Teasingly, I played with the hem of my black strap top before dragging the material up, revealing my slightly chubby belly.