Amber Odonnel Nude Novels & Stories

Never asked for more. Nichole loaded her whites into the washer, her heart doing a foolish little thump against her ribs. She’d dressed deliberately, not for him, she told herself, but for comfort. A soft, faded lavender tank top that clung to her breasts, and the tattered, butter-soft yoga shorts that Odell had once, in the elevator, remarked looked “like they’ve seen some good adventures.” His voice had been warm, teasing. She’d blushed for an hour. The heavy door creaked open. The scent of him, cedar soap, fresh linen, and something uniquely, inherently Odell, filled the damp space before she even saw him.

And Adonis stepped in, sweaty, clutching an almost empty water bottle in his veined grip and looking devastatingly hot. My pulse stuttered. He was so tall that he almost had to duck coming in. Looking ripped and so, so desirable. “Hey, Neil.” He said, barely looking in Neil’s direction, as he shrugged off the black gym jacket around him to reveal a damp grey muscle shirt clinging to the ridges of his abs. From the corner of my eyes, I saw Neil raise a hand in response and then continued with the heated discussion with the person on the phone, in a low tone.

Krista exclaimed in well-acted shock. "Just some pictures I had laying around. I thought maybe it was time they saw the light of day." I reached down to the pile of pictures at Donna's feet, pulling out a truly damning picture. In it Donna was leaning back in a hot-tub, her arms stretched across the back, eyes closed. Her breasts were well up out of the water, and her nipples were clearly hard. Krista was standing between her legs, and leaning towards her, naked as the day she was born, her delicious ass just hovering at the top of the water.

she declared on the way. Ash gave her ass an appreciative gaze more than once. Even Leo had glanced in the dark Goddess’ direction. But Amber didn’t fault him, her friend was gorgeous. And well Amber had checked out Ash a time or two this evening. Ebony had no problems with nudity and cared more about losing her money rather than her modesty. Amber used to not have any problems taking her clothes off either. At least until her body started changing and since she had two men she loved with all her heart. It now felt wrong in some way.

With a long stare, Fred vanished into the room, leaving me lost in a web of thoughts, debating whether or not to confide in Fred. I summoned my courage and entered Adonis' room to find him sitting up and Fred handing him a glass of water. He was naked from the waist up, and despite my confused state, seeing him awake was a definite turn-on. Adonis was breathtaking. A shiver ran down my spine, and I quickly looked away. “I caught you staring, sweetie. There is no need to pretend. "Stare away," Adonis chirped, smirking seductively and wearing a goofy grin with no signs of discomfort.

His inner thoughts laughed in my head: “Vivian couldn’t possibly think I wet myself on purpose. Does she like this? The PDF said women love it when a man’s shirt is wet, especially with a good physique.” "Yes… just like this, looking at me like I’m an appetizer on her plate.” “Looks like she really likes this version of me. I still have my charm with her!” “Don’t rush, V. Let me get a little closer so she can see more clearly.” He stepped closer, lifting a hand to unbutton another two buttons, revealing glimpses of his chest. Ethan tilted his head, brushing wet hair from his face. Droplets slid down his cheek, traced the line of his neck and collarbone, then disappeared beneath his shirt.

he said as he take a deep breath. “ not yet baby” Amanda said pulling off her bra and pant and her naked body stood in front of Aaron who felt like pinning her on the bed if not for his injury. He could see her full rounded breast which look bigger than it’s usual size, Aaron swallowed hard as the breast dangled while She knelt down between his legs again for Aaron to wonder what she wanted to do. Amanda kiss his cock making Aaron to swallow hard as his Adams apple gauge up and down. “ honey what are…..

I hear a muffled response—something about owls? “What the fuck are you talking about owls for?” I mutter, walking toward the bathroom. The shower’s still running, so he obviously can’t hear me either. I reach for the doorknob just as he pulls the door open. And suddenly, I’m face to face with a mocha-skinned god. Fucking Adonis wishes he looked this good. Chiseled abs. Muscled arms. Defined thighs. And his impressive length—dripping with water and completely, gloriously, uncovered.

He spread her legs apart, staring at her juice-slicked puckered hole. “Kieran, I'm tired…” Odessa whimpered, her body reacting to the erotic position she was in. “No, baby, we are just getting started.”

I told him, calming him down because I didn't want him to have one of his episodes, "I have a question, Oden." Oden was huge, he was much taller and bigger than me. He looks really scary too. Everything from his long brown hair, big angry beard, and the hundreds of tattoos across his upper body kind of frightened me but gave me a tingle in the lower part of my body because he was so manly. He wasn't paying attention to me because he was too busy unzipping my dress and I let him easily take off the black balloon sleeve pencil dress as I stood naked before him.