Arielle Spring Nude Novels & Stories

What had she done yesterday that left her so tired— Ariella snapped open her eyes and flew forward, water sloshing away from her legs only to rebound off the far side of the tub and splash her in the face. It soaked through the grey shirt she wore, prickling the skin of her chest with goosebumps. Amidst the cold droplets, she stared at her wrinkled feet and two other legs that stretched out on either side. Two very masculine legs with dark hair and thick calf muscles. Her heart rate suddenly picked up, making her mouth go dry and her body hesitant to turn around. Something on her stomach moved, and she looked down to see a hand curl around and tug her back.

From the doorway, I watched her—her tantalizing body, every curve and hollow, so smooth, so soft. Water beaded down her skin. And then, she reached her hand down between her legs. She started touching herself, still breathing in short little gasps. I was mesmerized. The thing she'd had in her mouth just moments ago was now painfully swollen. Soon, Arielle stepped out of the bathroom, completely naked. Her cheeks were flushed. Her face held a hungry, unsatisfied look. "It feels like ants are crawling inside me down there. It's so uncomfortable. Am I about to get a tumor too?"

She was prepared, and just as she heard the door open, she was timing it to coincide with the time she was lowering her ass to the floor for a squat. “W-wh-what is going on?” Kane was almost choking. In his shock, he had swallowed the water in his mouth, and some had gone down the wrong pipe. "Oh, hey, Kane.” Ariel mewled in the sexiest voice she could muster. This was unlike her, but she was fluttering her eyes and pouting her lips, loving the way his eyes seemed to dart everywhere as if looking for where to settle, but couldn’t find any. She could imagine what he was seeing. She was dressed in the tightest sports bra she owned, which exposed more than it should cover; hell, her girls were

My mind could vividly picture how this was going to go wrong. I backtracked, "Sara, You have to stop. This obsession of yours is becoming a cause for concern." She didn't relent. In fact, I'd say her steps quickened and now I was in the most awkward position. The edge of the bed was no place to be when a sex-obsessed girl comes for you like this. I watched her fondle with the back of her dress and her clothes floated to the ground. She was wearing nothing underneath. She came prepared.

the important thing is that Arini is happy and can make Richard look nowhere else but at her. The sound of the shower stopping signaled that Richard had finished bathing. And that's also what made Arini choose to sit in the middle of the bed, her back deliberately facing the bathroom area. So when Richard came out of the bathroom, he was greeted by Arini's smooth back. The red lingerie does have a part on the back that is wide open. The fabric cover on the chest is also very small, just enough to cover the nipples. He deliberately chose the most open of all that he chose in the online store at that time.

“We’re getting in the hot tub. How clothed we are is up to you.” “Are you serious?” Pierce asked in disbelief. He could’ve sworn he was in trouble for showing up high and causing a scene at the dinner table. “Clothes on, or clothes off, Pierce?” “Off, girl. Did you even have to ask?” Arianna giggled and quickly shimmied out of her dress, revealing her tiny nude body to Pierce. Pierce hungrily checked out his partner as he worked his tuxedo off.

she pulled me into the apartment. “Tikka's not home yet? It's fucking late” Ariel hushed as she pulled off her jacket. Currently, we are both in her room. I tried my very best to avoid drooling shamelessly over her as she pulled off the crop top. “Can…. You not to do that in front of me?” I requested lowly. Ariel, however, seemed to be doing it deliberately, and she came to stand in front of me. My eyes refused to stop staring at her white lacy bra—she looked so fucking hot.

Fiona noticed the change of mood and decided to wait till for a few minutes before she asks a question. Ariel's phone beeped and she opened the photos of Beth and Jayden together in bed alongside a video of them having sex. She felt his heart break into pieces and the phone fell on the ground tears running down her cheeks like an open tap. The pain, agony, heartbreak, disappointment and betrayal was too much to bare that she let out an eardeafening scream. "Are you okay? What happened?" Fiona rushed to her asking her questions. Ariel slowly dropped on the ground in tears as the video kept on replaying in her mind. Fiona sat next to her and pulled her in a hug.

It was what she was doing. In every single one, she was either naked or wearing clothes that revealed more than they covered. In some, she looked high or drunk. In others, she had men crawling on top of her. Before Ariella picked it up, I even caught sight of one where she was unconscious, broken, bruised, and completely naked. “No, no, no, no, no!” Her voice lifted into a scream as she clutched the pictures she had picked to her chest, most of them falling back to the floor. Her voice was cracked, broken by tears.

**One year later** Arielle pushed Thomas away when they were making out and dashed to the bathroom. It was a peculiar sight in the bathroom. Arielle was crouching down naked on the toilet and throwing her guts out. Thomas, also naked, was still sporting a boner as he rubbed her back and held her hair back. “Oh, God! I feel like I am dying,” Arielle cried after a while. Thomas pulled her to his chest, his boner gone by then.