Angel Chan Nude Novels & Stories

TRIGGER WARNING: HEAVY CONTENT AND VIOLENCE. PROCEED WITH CAUTION!!! ANGEL I didn’t bother resisting, I allowed the flimsy fabric to drop to the floor, pooling around my feet like a puddle. My naked body was completely exposed under the harsh red lights. Daniel’s eyes leered over me slowly. Taking in every inch. Owning. His hand reached out, his palm testing the weight of my breasts. Then he fondled. He rolled a nipple with his index finger, and then pinched.

Levi reminds him, as they both turn towards me with hungry filled eyes. "Fuck, Angel." Salem moans at the sight of me touching myself. "Oh, she's far from an angel, can't you see?" Levi smirks. "You're right. She's much more breathtaking than one." Salem retorts making me blush. He moves back in between my legs, before looking deep into my eyes. "Are you ready, Angel?" he asks me softly, gently running his hands up and down my thighs. "Yes." I moan, more then ready.

Blair Angel was an arsenal of sensuality. The redhead closed her eyes for a second, allowing herself to be everything the people around her thought she was. Deep down, she knew she was unreachable at that moment. His body was a ready-made rhythmic choreography, engaging as if he knew and dominated the environment, the music, the moment. "I think I saw an angel" Anna commented, looking seriously shaken.

We had been trained to get used to nudity, and at the time, I had seen it as almost unnecessary but now I was grateful for it, because perhaps without it, I would have been reduced to a puddle under Angel Axton’s deep stare. His Adam’s apple bobbed as his gaze traveled over my body. “Well?… continue.” He ordered. My fingers were unsteady as I reached for the hook of my bra and undid it. I had moderate breasts, not small or too big, probably somewhere in between. Angel’s eyes were still dark but he looked indifferent as I discarded the bra. I reached for the hem of my panties this time when he stopped me. “Wait,” Angel said, making me pause and look at him. “Take that, wrap it around your hip

"Oh you are right. I so love it. I freaking love it when your hands are on me, when your mouth covers my nipples while your hands squeeze my dick. I fucking love it" Ethel's breath turned heavier and Alpha Carl noticed it. "Tell me, Angel. What are you wearing right now?" He requested to know, his hands working harder on his dick. "I am wearing.... Nothing" Ethel replied and Alpha Carl groaned in pleasure and desperation, the image of her laying naked coming into his head. "Heavens! What are you doing right now?" "My hands.... Are on my boobs right now" "Angel, pinch them for me. I want to hear you gasp as you pinch your nipples"

I was literally in that phase of, babe, I needed to cum in you but I still declined. Angel went as far as opening her full model body for me to see nakedly. I was literally thrown aback. I mean, I am a man, I was ready. I mean, her standing bossom, her snatched waist with her beautiful figure eight hips. I mean, Angel uses almost all she has to get me cum in her but I declined. I knew she was tipsy and thus might not be in the right frame of mind to decide. My thoughts was that, she was doing all of that with the inflection of alcohol.

She flicked the bubbles off her hands and pulled both nipples stretching her tits out in what must have been more pain than pleasure as she grimaced before suddenly letting them go. Ann asked the camera "Would you like to see me fully naked and dripping wet? I bet you would wouldn't you?" Her knees came up above the waterline and spread wide open as her hand dipped under the bubbles toward the realms of her pussy. "Mmm, I'm very wet actually..." Her arm moved up her belly to a tit, and then back down her belly under the water again.

Only if my mate was a girl, I would have never done this. I push back mate thoughts and look at the girl above me. Alex looks like a chimpanzee who is struggling to scratch its hairy back. She makes some bizarre non-sexy faces that are not at all a turn on for me. "Eh! Alpha, it is not unzipping." She wines.

Angel tried to approach it, but the small fish immediately scattered in all directions. The clothes that Angel wore were just an ordinary swimsuit, short sleeves and pants that reached above the knees. Angel felt that her appearance was very far from the women she often saw on the internet when they were on vacation in the Maldives. Various kinds of beautiful bikini as if demonstrated. But Angel was too shy to show her body, even in front of her own husband. But she wanted to do it for Dave. Just not now, Angel thought.

She was in a white shirt that barely got down to her milky thighs. He sucked in a breath when he discovered she was - braless! He could see the outline of her nipples through the shirt. That shirt. He stilled as a flash of images occurred in his head. Images of a woman with a blurry face in this same shirt. ...And the things he had done to that unknown woman in that shirt. R-rated things. "Mr Williams are you alright?" She asked, feigning innocence. He snapped out of it and cleared his throat. "Yes, yes of course I uh..." She sat opposite him and slowly crossed her legs, maintaining eye contact and he groaned inwardly as his junior stood, alerted at the sight. "I am fine."