Beth Eleanor Naked Novels & Stories

~Olyon~ The pink cotton dress is clinging to Bethany’s perfect hips. I was sorely tempted to dress her in nothing, but I haven’t seen my darling stark naked yet, and even in her dream, I wouldn’t dare try to fill in the blanks with the parts of her I haven’t seen. I know nothing I could imagine will possibly be as mouthwatering as she’ll actually be when I do finally get to see her naked. Bethany regards me. Her brow furrows in concern again. “Wait. Wasn’t I just…”

She reached out and traced one fingernail lightly over the wet spot on his shorts, right along the throbbing head of his cock. “So big,” she whispered. “Even bigger than I imagined when I was touching myself earlier.” Alex groaned. His hips jerked forward on instinct. Elena chuckled softly, dark and promising. She gave the head one teasing squeeze through the fabric, then stepped back. With deliberate slowness she shrugged the robe off her shoulders. It whispered to the floor, pooling around her bare feet. Completely naked now. Voluptuous. Perfect. Heavy breasts with those thick nipples begging to be sucked. Wide hips. Thick thighs. And that dripping, shaved cunt that looked like it was made

“You aren’t supposed to ride that stallion unless I’m with you.” “Yes, I know.” “Elea-” “I was going to ride him fast and hard until I found you.” “Eleanor -” “I was also going to ride him astride,” she interrupted again, “and I did not put any underthings on.” Fann looked down as she lifted the front of the skirt revealing her bare legs. “I was going to ride that stallion with my bare-” Fann surged forward and pushed her through the gate into the open stall. He spun her around and parted the back of her devantiere to reveal her nakedness. He slid his hands between her legs and cupped her bare core tightly in his hand. Then he let go to tug the dress apart with both hands.

The acrid taste and stench lingered in her mouth and nostrils. As the adrenaline began to fade, Benjamin's body began to shift back into his human form. He stood before Eleanor, completely naked and vulnerable. She crouched in the far corner of the room, her eyes averted from his nudity. He approached her slowly, his eyes locked on hers. She trembled with fear, tears streaming down her face. When he reached her, he grabbed her chin and forced her to meet his gaze. "Now that we're both naked," he said softly, "we might as well continue with the party."

She's supposed to squat if she wants to pick something from the ground but out of so much enthusiasm at the artifacts, she squats without realizing. Lust comes over him, overwhelming him. Anna, seeing the rising tension, decides to excuse them. She bows and leaves. Eleanor's big and rounded ass is flawless, absolutely exposed. This' not the dress she wore earlier, she just changed it. Now she's dressed in this revealing dress without a bra, nor pants.

Beth said. When Beth's naked ass filled the screen, the head of a stiff dick could be seen peeking out from between her legs. "That guy probably had the longest dick I have ever seen!" Beth said. "Certainly on a white guy!" Gary went back to full screen, and then brought up a shot showing Gary and Beth posing outside of the resort's movie theater. 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.

Down to his topless body, where his abs were perfectly defined, as if inviting and tempting her. After a moment, Eleanor shook her head to bring herself back to reality, then immediately looked away. "I'm going out," she said. She was about to stand up when she realized she was still naked. Heat crept onto her face again. Where were her clothes? "Sure, anyway. We have somewhere to go. I already had Manang Paula prepare what you'll wear," he said, facing his mirror and applying wax to his hair. Eleanor swallowed. How could she go out? Her clothes were gone—she couldn't just leave naked.

The wet had seeped right through her jeans to her briefs, but Roth's eyebrows had risen as he’d studied them and then her. ‘It’s all right... I can go home without them; it won’t matter under...my...your jeans,’ Elena had told him helpfully, far too innocent and young then to understand just how sensuously provocative it could be for a woman to go naked beneath her clothes—and even more so when the clothes, the jeans she was wearing, were his and not her own. ‘It’s okay; I think I’ve got something you can wear,’ Roth had told her laconically.

Hale glanced over the designs scattered across the table. His brows lifted slightly. “These are beautiful, Elara.” Warmth flickered unexpectedly in my chest. “Really?” “Truly.” I picked up the half-finished gown carefully and adjusted it on the mannequin nearby. “This one is called Defiance,” I explained softly. “The shoulders are structured almost like armor, but the skirt still flows freely.” My fingers brushed the fabric. “It’s supposed to feel trapped and strong at the same time.” Dr. Hale studied the gown silently for a long moment.

She simply held out her hand. “Come on, baby. The private sauna is ready.” The door sealed shut behind them with a soft, final click. Heat wrapped around Lily’s bare shoulders and thighs, thick enough to taste. Elena adjusted the controls, then let the towel fall. Elena stood fully naked under the soft golden light…full breasts heavy, dark nipples already tightening in the heat, soft belly, wide hips, smooth shaved cunt glistening. She didn’t cover herself. She didn’t look away. She simply watched Lily’s face while the younger woman swallowed hard.