C. Thomas Howell Nude Novels & Stories

she mused, “I saw the craziest thing on the internet today.” Thomas froze for half a second. She didn’t miss it. But just as quickly as the hesitation came, he masked it. He turned, sipping his whiskey slowly. “Oh? And what would that be?” Margaret smirked. “Some scandalous photos. Two naked people, tangled in sheets. Their faces were covered, but the headline was very interesting.” Thomas remained silent. Margaret stepped closer, her voice laced with mock curiosity. “You wouldn’t happen to know anything about that, would you, darling?”

He closed his eyes, the image of her perky hard nipples appeared and he opened his eyes immediately. Noah runs his fingers through his hair in frustration. He shouldn't have helped her in the first place, now he is left with a raging bulge and images of her beautiful body imprinted on his mind. Slowly, his hand moved to his hard-on and his eyes shut closed. *** “What are you doing?” Thomas stood at the door in shock as he stared at the naked woman on the couch, the young boy behind her, his eyes swept to her robe lying on the ground and back to her perplexed face. The young man flinched but didn't stop thrusting.

There was a video attached. My heart dropped before I even clicked it. But I did click it anyways. And there it was. Me. Mila. Thomas in the tent. The three of us naked. It was the moment where Thomas was fucking me while I ate Mila's pussy. High quality with a professional lighting somehow. Completely unmistakable. Someone had recorded the whole thing. "Oh my God," I whispered. Mila heard the panic in my voice and sat up immediately. "What? What's wrong?"

CASSANDRE I hardly slept. First, because I was hungry all night (how can anyone seriously digest steamed fish?), and then because I replayed a thousand culinary escape plans in my head. None were viable. I had imagined: 1. Corrupting the nurse with promises of an invitation to a starred restaurant. (Rejected in advance: her morals are as rigid as her bun). 2. Simulating a dramatic relapse with convulsions and delirium. (Too exhausting to maintain for several hours).

“I want you to lie back now Nancy and put your feet in these stirrups. That’s a good girl. Spread your legs wide.” I opened my legs up and exposed my small pink cunt to Dr. Thomas. I had to keep reminding myself that this was his job and he probably sees hundreds of naked women all the time. I still felt exposed, since no man had ever seen me naked like this in a long time. Dr. Thomas sat on the rolling chair and rolled right up to the edge of the examination table so he was eye level with my cunt. “I’m going to examine you and make sure everything is alright in there,” the doctor said.

This was just … fun. When I glanced back over to make eye contact, they were gone and were sliding into the seats beside me, one on each side. Arms covered with tattoos, Thomas wore a short-sleeved henley shirt that hugged every one of his muscles, and Hudson had his dark hair slicked with grease and a white button-up shirt that looked to be a size too small for him. But I didn’t complain. “Back again,” Thomas said, his entire body turned toward me. I noticed the death stares from all the single ladies in the room.

Thomas awkwardly looked at his master. "What do you want then? Her looking at that naked man, or me looking at that naked girl." Noah asked back. As soon as he spoke, Thomas quit and Kiara got confused. 'There is a naked man and woman in the room?' "Why are you taking me to see naked people?" Kiara confusedly asked. "..."

"This video was taken when I went to visit Senior Howard yesterday. I promised him that if he pulled through, I'd never reveal this video for the whole world to see, but the fact that all of you are watching this right now means only one thing—Senior Howard passed away last night. "According to Mrs. Howard and the hospital, Senior Howard died of internal injuries he suffered as a result of Thomas' attack, which is why Thomas is being detained at the police station now, awaiting his hearing. "However, when I went to visit Senior Howard at the hospital yesterday, I managed to take a look at his lab reports and hospitalization notes. "I'm posting all this information to the public in hopes that

Thomas says. Thomas pushes into me hard, unloading his seed into me. He pulls out of me and zips his pants up. He pushes me back under the water. “Now we have to get you clean again,” Thomas says. I stand under the water for him to rewash me. He runs his hands over me, growling as he washes me. He is a primal little asshole. “Get out,” Thomas demands. I do as he says. I step out of the shower. He towels me off. He goes to the closet. He pulls out clothes for me. “Put this on,” Thomas says.

I was cut off by Thomas as he answered for me, by saying, "Good boy. He says it's a deal." Still too stunned to speak, Thomas and Robert silently stripped me naked as Robert stated, "Can't hide your hard cock now, little dude." They both then stripped naked and sat on either side of me, placing their arms over my shoulders possessively, before each of them grabbed one of my hands and placed it on their hard cocks. They each encouraged me by working my hand up and down their hard cocks. Knowing I was no match for one of them let alone both, I acquiesced and gently stroked their cocks as I watched the movie. I felt a little hopeful at the fact that my cock had gone soft due to my embarrassment