Bert Kreischer Nude Novels & Stories

"Do you pay someone to put the holes in your jeans?" I was looking at his ass, covered by the second skin of his ripped jeans. His black wife-beater completed the look of sex god, mega rock star. If another woman touched him, I'd break her fingers, slowly. The euphoria of Krispin Righteous, sex on a big hard stick, continued to throb through my tender pussy. It was like having repeated mini orgasms but he didn't need to know that.

Let’s make tonight unforgettable. He exhaled sharply, clicking the message open. Knox: When? Bree: Your place. Tonight. And I want you naked. His lips curled into a grin as he typed: Knox: Say less. But even as he stared at Bree’s I*******m-perfect face in her profile photo, fiery red curls, perfect tan skin, pouting full lips, his mind wandered to another image. Light caramel skin. Thick curls tied back. Glasses that hid a fire behind her eyes.

I propped the phone against a throw pillow, hit record, and let the camera watch as I dragged the shirt up inch by inch, revealing my bare tits, hard nipples, the curve of my waist, until the fabric cleared my head and I sat there completely naked. I clicked send. After thirty seconds of silence, that felt like hours. @sinnernextdoor: Spread your legs, pretty girl. Show me what’s already mine tonight. I obeyed, knees falling open, angling the phone between my thighs so he got the full, shameless view of my soaked pussy. Sent. His reply was a voice note, low and dark. @sinnernextdoor: (voice note) “Fuck, Kiera… look at that perfect little cunt glistening for a man you’ve never even met.

Someone from behind started kissing her nape. “Damn, Brat. You're such a tease...” Elias whispered. Krysie pulled away from Hunter's kisses and breathe in. The room is dim and she's in heat. She's not on drugs but they really have the power to make her feel this way something that even Noah never make her feel before. Elias caressed her tummy from behind making her breathing hitched. The softness of the satin nighties she's wearing isn't helping. It's adding more heat and she feels hot.

It didn't take long before he felt his body hot all over, as if he was engulfed with fire while his length slowly hardened. Kresshna was lying on the bed naked. Her legs were spread wide, inviting him to feast on her wet and pinkish pussy that was lying in front of him. Keyller slowly took off his suit while looking at the Countess intently. The drug is working his brain out, and he can't differentiate right from wrong. His worries about Freesha dissipated.

he tried to coax her. Kyra shook her head. "Kaiser, are you even listening to yourself? This is absurd. I don't think we are supposed to have this conversation while we are like this" she muttered and tried to move away from him. He is still buried inside her, his member hard and pulsing. Her breasts squished against his muscular torso. They both are naked and neck deep in the lake. The most intimate position a male and woman can be in. They shouldn't be having any conversations about marking each other.

Letting my curiosity win me over, I turn around slowly and reach into my bag for my phone. Opening the browser, I type his name into the search bar of the adult site. The very first video nearly makes me drop my phone. I stare, frozen, as I watch the image on the screen. Nico is completely naked, towering over a brunette woman. His movements are slow as he pumps his cock into her with a kind of reverence that nearly makes my now swollen center release a tear. And oh god. His length… it is the thickest thing I have ever seen. ~~~~~~~~

Critics circled like elegant vultures, murmuring approval at the technical mastery while their eyes betrayed the real reason they had come: to drink in the nakedness blown up to life-size, to pretend they were above it. Elena Voss moved among them in a backless black dress that clung to her like a second skin, the slit climbing high enough to promise scandal with every step. At thirty-eight, she had curated shows that made careers and broken others. Tonight was hers. Victor Kane was the most notorious erotic photographer alive, and she had lured him to her gallery with a single phone call and the kind of smile that made men sign away their souls.

But she was blushing and flustered as hell. The Topless Radar of the flirts rings automatically. They were already screaming as they look for the man, and they screamed even more when they found out it was just Kirk. Kirk despite being lazy, has a very toned body is such a big mystery. Every woman is like they are ready to kneel after him and worship him. Just a single touch to his muscular torso is all their wish. Rossweisse was so happy as she took pictures of him in different angles. Agape twists the powder open and put some on his back. Her hands are shaking as she spread the powder on his hard back. Indeed, this man is Adonis. He really is. His body is so warm.

He should have guessed the doc was nearly married the first time he saw it. Too fucking perfect. No wonder Nathan was clawing to hold on to him. Aiden: I don’t have any nudes. Lukas: Then take one. Sit with your legs spread, hold your cock up for me to see. Lean back and take the pic with your phone between your thighs, angled up. For a moment there was nothing. Lukas almost laughed, ready to call him a coward. Then the three little dots appeared and a picture followed, attached to a single message: