Betty Gabriel Nude Novels & Stories

Riezel herself walked around the room, a wicked smile spreading across her face. As Betty stood naked, her body was fully exposed to the leering eyes of Riezel's friends. Her skin was smooth and unblemished, her curves perfectly proportioned. She looked vulnerable and exposed, yet somehow, she seemed to be enjoying the attention. I felt tears pricking at the corners of my eyes as I watched Betty's humiliation. I couldn't believe that Riezel was doing this to her, exploiting her vulnerability and naivety. And Betty, oblivious to the manipulation, continued to stand naked, her eyes fixed on Riezel as if seeking approval.

♣️♣️♣️♣️♣️♣️♣️♣️ >>> HIDALGO POV's <<< Presently in the blue room, Gabrielle was stripping off the rest of her clothes shakily in front of me. Meanwhile, I was vibrating furiously, I positioned one of my hands on my midsection while I balled the other hand by my side. Shortly, Gabrielle's clothes were completely off and she was stark naked in my eyes.

I got up on all fours, wiggling my hips. "Gabriel," I begged, trying to get him to take off my pants. Desperate to have him fuck me while I tasted Vivianna. "Please." I didn't need to say anything else as he lifted my hips, pulling my pants and panties clear off my body, leaving me naked. My breasts hung down in front of Vivianna. Her eyes slowly widened as she realized what I wanted. She tilted her head back, "Yes. Give her a reward for me, Gabriel."

I didn’t know that I stopped breathing till now. Gabriel stood and took off his dress shirt, then his belt and pants in one move. He stood in front of me naked except for his Calvin Klein boxer briefs; his hard cock’s head almost peeking from the waistband. I licked my lips. He moaned. “I love this hungry look into your eyes and I want those luscious lips around my cock, but not today.” I lowered my eyes again when he took off his underwear. My heartbeat rose because God, he is big, he would split me in half. His hand fisted his cock and gave it a lazy stroke, gathering pre-cum at the tip. My breath hitched, and I licked my lips again. My only thought was I wanted to taste him.

“Look who's back?” Betty, Isla's sister, chimed in with a teasing smile as Isla and Betsy approached the VIP booth. “How did you miss your husband? He was right here the moment you stepped away, asking about you.” Isla looked confused, her gaze locking onto Gabriel, who sat casually among the group, his silk shirt unbuttoned just enough to reveal a hint of his chest. Confusion swirled in her mind like a storm, thick and disorienting.

"I couldn't even get through the gate this morning. My swipe card was blocked." Betty plops down next to me on the couch, her eyes wide with shock. "Are you serious? What the hell happened?" I run a finger through my hair. "Well," I sigh and look at my bestie. "I accidentally sent some nudes to Maron Korolev. And a few more important people in the company." Betty covers her mouth with her hands. "What?!" I nod. "That’s the explanation." Betty looks at me in disbelief. "You really need to bring me up to speed here, girl. You sent nudes of yourself to your boss? What nudes? Like photos? Tits, pussy, the whole package?"

At the sight before him, Gabriel’s eyes darkened with lust. “Pull your panties off.” She complied and removed them, a thin string of arousal stretched between the fabric and her cunt before she stepped out completely. He beckoned. “Come here.” Ivy walked around the desk on trembling legs. Gabriel pushed his chair back and spread his thighs. “Now kneel,” he commanded. She obeyed and knelt before him. He unbuckled his belt with deliberate slowness. Zipper down. Cock freed—thick, veiny, a solid nine inches cock sprang free from its confines, a bead of pre-cum glistening and pulsing at the slit.

Immediately, the screen was filled with countless pictures of Male lingerie ranging from a 2 in 1 Lacy bikini, a v-back g-string, half mesh pouch thing, low rise thong, open v- back bikini,see through thong among others. Looking at the indecent pictures, David pushed the phone away. There's no way in hell he will ever put on those stuff. " Nonsense," he refused outrightly. " Aiyoo, don't you want to keep your wife anymore? My girlfriend likes it when I wear those. Wherever I do, she fucks me senseless." Gabriel said with a giggle making David shake his head. " Crazy," he muttered under his breath but Gabriel heard him. " Hey, I am trying to help you here and you are being ungrateful?" He com

He was certainly on the road to recover. Audrey flipped through her magazine filled with hunky men until she reached Gabriel's interview. A few years ago, before becoming a politician Gabriel worked as a model for fashion, and pornographic magazines. He had quite a large portfolio. Audrey laughed poking a picture of him dressed in a leopard thong with a bad spray tan, and fluffy dyed black hair. She pulled out some scissors from her knitting bag before cutting out the picture to tease him with later on. Audrey wanted to do many wicked, and erotic things to him. Things she had tried convincing her husband to do but he deemed them distasteful. Years of marriage makes sex boring when it's the s

Gabriel's hand landed on mine, staining me with some of the blood. "I'll do it," I shook my head. "No, let me do it, please. I can do this one thing right," I tried again but my hand shook so I popped the button open. I looked up to see Gabriel winking at me. "That's my girl," he murmured That brought a smile to my face and gave me the confidence to do more. I removed every other button and Gabriel removed the shirt, revealing his torso that wasn't as stained as the rest of his body. I fought hard to look away from those toned abs that looked more delicious than a meal.