Beth Eleanor Naked Novels & Stories

I groaned when I glanced into the mirror to see them in back. Betty had removed her trench coat and was completed naked in the back seat. Lilly had removed her blouse and Betty was greedily sucking on one of Betty’s huge tits while her hand was vigorously banging in and out of Betty’s gash. My dick was hard as stone as I noticed the expression of pure lust on Lilly’s face while Betty rammed her fingers into her over and over.

But the cold air brushing across my chest made me freeze. Wait. I pulled the sheet tighter around myself, heart hammering in my chest. Why did I feel so exposed? I peeked down slowly. “Oh my God.” I was naked. I was not even wearing a bra, and panties. My breath caught in my throat as my memory struggled to catch up with me. The club. “Let’s go to the club.” Eleanor had said. That’s right, I went out with them. But why couldn’t I remember anything after that?

Beth I woke up completely alone, naked, and cold, I tried to move but noticed all I could do was move my legs. I guess when he was done he undid my legs and left. As I moved my whole body was in pain, it was dark so I couldn't see what he had done to my body. Vlad I tried to get a hold of Beth but she wasn't returning my text messages, so I tried to call her but all I got was her voicemail.

He said, turning his face around. I removed the teal colored dress I was putting on. It was an off-the-shoulder, knee-length gown. I wore his shirt on and the length was just above my thigh. “I am done.” I said and he turned around. “Wow.” Justin exclaimed, his eyes roaming all over my body. “It looks better on you Naomi, I might as well let you keep it.” He said, his eyes still glued to my body. I couldn't help it, my cheeks turned red almost immediately.

I’m already under the shower, the hot water flowing down my shoulders. He looks at me. He sees me naked. But nothing. No reaction. Not a beat of desire. He comes in anyway. He helps me lather my body, caressing me gently. But he doesn’t even get hard. His movements are empty. His gaze is elsewhere. I turn slowly, my expression hard. — You don’t want me anymore, I whisper. Even that, you can’t give me? He lowers his eyes. Ashamed. Lost. — I’m sorry.

She slipped off the other shoulder as she held unto the dress preventing it from revealing more than her shoulders. Elena looked into his eyes again without speaking, his eyes suggested for her to go on. She brought down her dress stopping just above her nipples, allowing him to gaze on the lovely skin that enveloped her very round breasts; Elena held her gaze down, refusing to look up to his eyes as she allowed the dress to fall off to the ground, revealing her naked frame save for her white lace panties. He gasped as his eyes enveloped her whole body.

Brittany shrugged, tilting her chin up with a smug smile, “My mother had it flown in directly from Milan. It is one-of-a-kind.” “You look like a real queen,” another classmate added, feeding her ego. “Well, someone has to keep the standards high around here,” Brittany replied, her eyes scanning the gates when the whispers around her instantly died down as the heavy iron gates opened once more and Eleanor and Eric stepped onto the path. Eleanor was dressed in a breathtaking, silvery-white dress that glowed with every movement and twinkled like fallen snow, making her look like an ethereal winter princess. The elegance of her silhouette had heads turning in unison.

She chuckled excitedly, pulling back slightly from him. "Strip," Liam voice dropped into a command, and that seemed to excite my wife. The item of their little display was already making my cock strain against my pants. Elena's hands moved to the straps of her dress, sliding them down her shoulders. The fabric pooled at her feet, revealing her naked body beneath. I took in a sharp breath at the sight before me, my cock twitching in response. Elena indeed came prepared. She was putting on no bra or panties underneath her dress. Her nipples were already hard peaks, and her skin flushed with anticipation.

It must have provided relief. "Alia..." I called her name and she automatically opened her eyes. Her doe eyes gaze softly at mine as she slowly parted her lips, but no words came out. "I will take your shirt off, okay? It would help take away some of the heat." I asked permission, to which she nodded. The moment I did, I wished I had looked away because her perfect t**s bounced teasingly when I took off the shirt holding them in place. She was naked in front of me, with just water between us and she was fucking perfect. Her breasts were bigger and fuller, and I wanted to dip my head in between them. Fuck this!

Pulling away from her neck, his lips constantly touched her cheek, temples, and earlobe as his hot breath fanned her skin. Suddenly, he held the hem of her shirt which was formally his, and pulled it over her head to reveal her fair naked chest. "You know, you're such a tease," Elias pointed out. "What?" "You sure don't know what seeing you in these dresses does to me. They look so sexy and innocent on you and make me want to do bad things to you," muttered, Elias. That was when Madeline knew that she got into the lion's den tonight. He had asked her to leave before but she refused and now, there was no way to escape anymore.