Bruce Greenwood Nude Novels & Stories

I pour the coke over the ice and put the straw from the drink Bruce gave me in my non-alcoholic beverage. I look over at Bruce as he sips his drink and out of the corner of my eye, I notice a very large man watching us. He has long dark hair and several tattoos. His eyes are a piercing green that seems to glow at me. What in the hell is he? Why is he looking at me? The man begins to walk toward us. I move closer to Bruce, who is watching the stage. He looks back and sees the man. "It is okay," Bruce says.

Bruce climbed back into bed and stared at May’s naked body for a moment. “You really are pretty,” he said before reaching one of May’s breasts and palming it. “Too bad your tits are too small, if not, you will be perfect.” May couldn't muster any more replies. Tears and her ability to fight had been drained throughout the night. She didn't have the strength to do anything. As Bruce continued to grab and pinch, she slowly lost consciousness. Stone woke up with the sunlight shining on his face. It seemed that he forgot to close the curtains last night.

Just open space where anyone could walk in and see the quarterback getting his dick sucked by a dude. Braden was already there. He was standing under one of the shower heads, naked. The hot water ran down his massive body. His back was to Jake. Jake could see the thick muscles of his shoulders and the tight dimples above his big, muscular ass. Braden turned around. His cock was already half hard, hanging heavy between his legs. Even soft, the fucker was huge. Cut and thick, with a big mushroom head. His pubes were trimmed short and his heavy nuts hung low.

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. ~~~~~~~~

Her soft, full breasts, narrow waist, wide hips, and round, perky ass had made her a favorite in fashion and lingerie circles for the past two years. But today was different. Today, she was doing her first fully nude photoshoot. The man behind the camera was a legend in the industry: **Julian Black**, 38. Renowned for his fine-art and erotic photography, his work hung in prestigious galleries and the private collections of the wealthy and powerful. His images were sensual, raw, intimate, and unapologetically erotic. Julian stood near the large industrial windows, adjusting softbox lights with practiced precision. He was tall and broad-shouldered, with sharp, chiseled features, dark hair stre

Greg braced himself on the door. Carrie had a sly grin. Her plump lips were painted red, but that was all he could see of her face. The screen was taken over by smooth, flawless skin spanning from her throat down to her chest. Shoulders bare, Greg could tell she was naked. Presented in the photo was his boss’s cleavage. She had one hand on one of her breasts, which was pushed up so that Greg could see almost its whole size. She was fondling her breasts while texting Greg.