Ashley Gardner Nude Novels & Stories

I could kneel between them with my mouth pressed against one hole and my pussy and ass against the other. I hit record on all the cameras. They would stream back to Ashley's studio. I wasn't surprised that she made p**n. Not after she kept filming with her husband. She got off seeing me fucking Keith. She was such a dirty whore. Like me. I pulled off the sweater I wore. It had the logo for GNEW, an evangelical conference every year. I dropped it in the corner then unhooked my red bra. My big boobs spilled out. They swayed back and forth, nipples so hard.

“Yes, it’s your turn.” Ashley’s nails are painted pale pink; I notice the shade as she trails her fingertips lightly over my tented khakis. Then – without me even asking – she shimmies out of her sweatpants. She’s not wearing underwear either... who are these girls? Without a word, the eighteen-year-old positions herself over my lap, making sure there’s plenty of pressure on my raging hard-on. Her body on mine feels so fucking good – and I think that’s exactly what she intended.

His head lolled forward weakly as Zane's fingers began undoing his buttons, pulling every layer of fabric from his skin until he was stripped down to nothing. Normally, being naked in front of Zane outside of sex would have had Asher embarrassed and defensive. But now, there was nothing left in him to hide. His body was weak and shaking from starvation and torture. Zane had seen it all, so he just weakly allowed Zane lift him again, gently placing him inside the large clawfoot tub.

"Loop cleared. Everything's green." Her eyes drifted, out of habit more than concern, to the auxiliary feed on Sophia's cell. The coffee mug slipped from her fingers and shattered against the concrete, dark liquid splashing across both their boots. The steel chair sat empty. Severed chains lay coiled on the floor beneath it. "Ryan." Her voice dropped into something cold and genuinely frightened. "Where's the asset?" He froze, fingers seizing over the keyboard as his eyes slammed into the monitor. He hit the manual override, and the screen flashed violent red, the data loop shattering to reveal the true, live feed of an empty cell.

Pop! pop! Suddenly there was the sound of gunshots in the air and I just froze. I don't know what happened as I sat there on the bed, frozen, but then suddenly Asher was in my face, talking to me. He was already dressed, he had never taken anything off, so he was fully dressed. I was the one naked lying there on the bed as the sound of heavy gunshots kept being heard in the air. He was touching my face, his face was on my face and he was telling me,

He knows that! Asher pulls out his phone and frames her body in the camera. He knows that she's still looking at him because her eyes can be seen through the screen. He admires for a few moments the way she doesn't back down, even though she knows what he intends to do. In fact, she seems to be smiling. She's smiling for the camera, almost naked, dancing on a stage for hundreds of people. Click. He takes the picture, and immediately sends it to Giovanni, followed by the following message: “Your wife has become the star of the evening.”

God, it was embarrassing that I was undoing his zipper; I hadn't felt like this, but now I couldn't deny it anymore; I needed him; my body needed him—it was so hot that a touch from him cooled me down. I sat up to let the gown fall off my body, and yes, I didn't wear anything under it. I lay back immediately and waited for Asher, but there was no movement for a moment, which made me open my eyes, as they were closed all this time. I was shocked to find that Asher was staring at me, his mouth open. I was going to ask if something was wrong with my body because he had seen me naked before; that's when he surprised me by taking my breast into his mouth and sucking on it.

Oh, damn. Not only was he amazingly sexy in the nude with water glistening on his skin, but he was extremely well-endowered. I had never seen someone so large. “I’m glad you like it.” Ash arrogantly said. “Stay out of my head.” I shoved him into the shower wall and started kissing him again. Suddenly, Ash let go of me and turned the water off. I started to speak, but he motioned for me to be silent and still, as though he heard someone there.

Ashley woke up after sleeping for almost five hours. It's was 11:57 pm already before she woke up. She got up from her bed and went to the bathroom. After washing her face and cleaning herself up, she went downstairs in other grab something to eat. She froze on the staircase when she saw David in his only sweatpants without a shirt. Ashley really undress and raped him with her eyes. She started from his neck to his chest and to his pink nipples. From there to his lightly hairy chest to his well defined Greek god abs. She didn't stop there and even went further to where his V line ends in his pants.

"Actually, yes. A sexy, hot guy, very handsome." Ashley's eyes lit up with excitement. "Really? Let's go take a look!" Nicole hesitated, unsure if she should encourage her sister's nosiness. But Ashley was already dragging her towards the door, and before Nicole could protest, they were both peeking through the open doorway of Gage's apartment. What they saw took their breath away. Gage was standing in the middle of the room, his body half-naked and glistening with sweat as he worked out. His muscles rippled beneath his skin, and his eyes were fixed intently on some point in front of him.