Alexandra Grant Nude Novels & Stories

he says quietly. But his eyes don’t leave mine. Not even for a second. "I want to sleep, but apparently weed makes me horny." I say to him then I stand my phone on the headboard and pull off my dress. I'm naked, my breasts full and bouncing as I get back on the bed siting in front of the camera. Only wearing a lace underwear. I watch Alex sit up and his eyes darken and dilate.

Alexa is a sight to behold - totally naked, lying on her back with her legs spread and up. I keep telling her that I’m glad she’d given me this opportunity, and that it was her actions that brought her here. I then keep telling her that I’m going to enjoy this very much. She has a frightful look in her eyes, a look of trapped desperation. I stared at her gorgeous naked body, all tied-up and gagged. “I'm going to enjoy playing with you a little, and I'm definitely going to suck your vagina a while to get us both juiced up a bit,” I said, enjoying her whine

She pulled her panties down her lower thighs and ankles then stepped out of it. Now, she’s in front of a handsome stranger, naked. The man doesn’t give a reaction but he stared. “Lie on the desk.” She knitted her brows together, still not getting the hint of the commands. Either way, she clambered the table and this time Alex stood up and pulled her legs apart. Her pink pussy full in his view. She didn’t shave her private parts, but Alex doesn’t mind. He pulled her closer to him and dips his head. He saw waters plastered on her cunt, dripping onto the table.

Anyone with a good view or a pair of binoculars could potentially see the expansive deck and the gleaming pool. Elena stood at the edge of the water, completely naked, her body still bearing faint marks from the night before — light bruises on her hips from Damian’s gripping hands, reddened patches on her ass from his possessive spanks, and a constellation of hickeys across her breasts and inner thighs. Her skin glowed with a fresh tan and the sheen of sunscreen mixed with sweat. She felt exposed, vulnerable… and incredibly alive.

"Now, first thing I want you to do is take off your clothes. If you want to take everything off your for strangers, you can take them off at home, too." Alex slowly removes her halter, her shoes, her socks, and then her shorts not sexily at all but very embarrassedly. She stands there in just her panties. "My underwear, too?" "I don't remember seeing any underwear in your pictures." Alex rolls her eyes and sighs, then pulls off the panties and stands there with her hands as fig leaves. "I want to see that same pose that you used in your picture." Alex sighs again. She spreads her legs apart a little and raises her hands above her head. Olga lets her stand there uncomfortably.

They were so hard and even his body was made up of all rock hard ridges and plains. His nipples were taut and erect and the jogging bottoms were slung so so low on his hips that Valentina could see his V line and the light patch of hair on it that disappeared into his pants. To Valentina, Alexander looked so hot in that moment; even hotter than she had ever seen him before and she had no choice than to just take her time to stare at him; to have a fill of him and take him and his whole body in as much as she wanted. And he let her. Alexander stood at attention in the doorway of the nursery, leaning to one side as if he was a model posing for an advertisement for an underwear brand.

I froze. Before I could scramble to cover myself with the duvet, it was too late. Alex stood in the doorway, eyes locked on the scene: me completely naked on the bed, legs spread wide, the candle buried deep in my ass, the other hand still wrapped around my dripping cock. My phone was propped up in front of me, screen bright with his topless gym video still playing… and streaks of my own cum already smeared across the screen from earlier leaks. Alex didn’t move. He just stared, dark eyes slowly dragging over my exposed body, the candle still lodged inside me, and the undeniable evidence on my phone.

She walked a slow circle around Elena, who sat on the edge of the counter where Grant had left her, thighs still slick, dress bunched around her waist. “Stand up.” Elena slid down. Her legs were unsteady. Nadia stepped in close, close enough that Elena could smell the faint antiseptic on her skin and the warmer scent underneath. Grant watched from the doorway, cock already half-hard again, arms crossed over his chest like he was holding himself in place. Nadia’s hands rose and slowly pushed Elena’s dress the rest of the way off her shoulders. It fell to the floor. Completely bare. Nadia’s gaze moved over her without hurry—breasts, the soft curve of her stomach, the wet mess between her thigh

"Aren't you going to take any pictures?" Mark pulled out his phone and immediately started snapping photos of Alex dancing on our passed-out friend. After the first song and plenty of grinding, Alex looked over at us. "Ready?" Without waiting for an answer, she slipped off the teddy, leaving herself in nothing but the boy shorts as she continued grinding on Matt. Because she was facing him, Mark and I couldn't get a full view of her bare chest, but if Matt had been awake, he would've been getting one hell of a show.

The next day, both of them meet at the same cafe at the same time, but Alexander wants to sit with her in a place where there are no people, so he takes her to a nearby beach. Sitting on a bench there, Alexander shows the same drawing to Eva. These drawings were of those models who had no clothes on their bodies, but their facial expressions were very attractive.