Ben Shelton Nude Novels & Stories

“Now strip for daddy.” Shelly starts to strip off her purple bikini since that’s all she has on due to us being in the pool earlier. She slowly teaches behind her and unties her top and it slowly falls to the ground around her feet. Her breasts look delicious and bigger since she has been breastfeeding our boys. They are perky, big and round and my mouth starts to water. I have to remind myself that she needs her punishment first before I get to devourer her. Once her breasts are free she slowly removes her bottoms with a little shack of her ass. Her ass is delicious looking too and it’s getting harder to control myself. I rub my own Jean covered cock and sit down on the chair behind me.

Ben straightened up and looked at the still surprised Shane, he needed to remind him that time was not on their side “Shane it is now or never, just man up, okay. Pull up your sleeves in fact take off that stupid shirt off. So that you can remain with a vest .I want you to show them, this beautiful abs you always showcase to those prostitute. I think today they have found a better use.” He finished saying and then ruffled his hair playfully not worried the death stare Shane was giving him.

"There's a part of the water that's shallow enough for us to stand in." I turned to look into his eyes, a mischievous smile playing on my lips. "I would love to, but what about our clothes? We don't have an extra set of clothes with us." Ashton chuckled and pulled me closer. "Who said we need clothes to have fun?" With that, he stood and pulled his shirt over his head, revealing his toned physique. Next, he unbuttoned his jeans and let them fall to the ground, leaving him standing there in only his boxers. And just as I thought he was going to the water already, he removed his boxers, standing completely naked in front of me.

She held the bottle and said, "It's a reward for helping Lucas get through the most difficult time in his life." Evan was already hissing, utterly stirred by the imagination, but when Shantelle dropped her robe on the floor, the man groaned. He remarked, "Fuck. I want that. I wanna fucking hold you now." A chuckle left Shantelle's lips before she took a complete turn and showed her husband everything. She wore bandage underwear that formed straps around her ass and breasts but did not cover her private parts. Instead, the straps made Shantelle's breasts bigger and firmer. The same could be said of her two-round flesh. The best part was how Shantelle was utterly smooth down there, almost with

Far below, near the workers’ rooms, she saw him. Nolan. He was shirtless. He was standing on the balcony outside his room, a towel around his neck, sweat gleaming on his chest and shoulders from what must have been a workout. His body was lean, powerful, each line and muscle obvious—like it had been drawn by a sculptor’s hand. Elena had felt something stir deep within her that instant. Something that had been sleeping for so long.

She stepped inside, her heels clicking softly against the polished marble floor, and her eyes immediately landed on him. Nathan stood near the edge of the room, his back to her, shirtless and glistening with sweat. The muscles of his shoulders and back rippled as he toweled off, the fabric of his workout shorts clinging to his hips. Emma’s breath caught in her throat. She had seen glimpses of his physique before—the tailored suits he wore left little to the imagination—but this was something else entirely. He was raw, unguarded, and utterly breathtaking.

He was wearing khaki shorts and a Hawaiian shirt, and she had on a short leather skirt with dark stockings and spiked heels, a white blouse that displayed a generous amount of braless cleavage, and a short string of pearls around her neck. The next photo showed Beth sitting in the theater with strangers in the seats on either side of her. One had his pants down to his ankles, and the other had his boner pulled out through his fly. Beth had a hand wrapped around each of their dicks. Their hands were on her tits, which were on full display through her open blouse.

We stay there goofing for a while before Helena goes silent. "What?" I asked and looked back, following her eyes to see what had commanded her attention. And I cursed. Of course, he'd pull something like this. It's Nate, shirtless and in shorts. Those kinds that leave nothing to the imagination. Really? He had to do that right now?

His stomach was solid and flat from years of hard work, she ran her fingers over it slowly. Caleb stood up and held out his hand. Betty took it. They walked to his bedroom. The light was low from one small lamp then he closed the door behind them. Betty sat on the edge of the bed while Caleb took off his shirt. His shoulders and chest were wide and he helped her take off her t-shirt. She wore a simple black bra. He looked at her body with calm eyes. "You are beautiful," he said.

The brown miniskirt I was putting on rolled up, revealing my milk thighs, and the brown big button-down top I was wearing had three buttons already open, showing off my cleavage. Sheldon pulled away from the kiss, smiling at me while he began to pull off the body hug shirt he was wearing. I mirrored his smile before letting my eyes fall down his naked chest. Darting out my tongue, I ran it over my bottom lip in anticipation when my eyes kneaded the curve of his breasts and abs. When he saw that I was staring, he took my palms and placed them on his abs. He knew I could never get over his demigod body.