Carla Quinn Nude Novels & Stories

Carl stays buried inside of her while he catches his breath and then slowly pulls his spent cock from her quivering hole. "That was so hot!" Carolyn exclaims. "Get over here and fuck me Nick. My pussy is dripping wet from watching that." Carolyn seems to have accepted Carl being here, joining in the fun. She's bending forward and leaning her hands on the back of the couch, her dark brown ass wiggling invitingly in the air. I look up from Nicole's teen sized mounds and see Carolyn's large brown tits hanging down over the couch next to us. They are swaying back and forth, as she wiggles her ass and her rigid black nipples are pointing down at the seat cushions. I kiss Nicole on the lips, while

Carla's place is dark but a small ray of light coming from her room is evident. He continued walking and immediately opened the door. That's how surprised he was at what he saw. His eyes widened and he swallowed hard. He even felt his manhood hardened from the sight in front of him. Carla is totally naked. The woman is pleasuring herself using her own fingers. She thrust it in and out while her hand was holding and massaging her tits. “Ohhh!” Carla growled in front of him. Her eyes closed as she quickly put her finger in and out of herself.

But no one else knew it. I shook my head too, and squeezed her hand. “It’s not impossible, Car. We’re here, right here. We’re proof. Just because you don’t see something doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist.” Cara gave a nervous little laugh and sat back on the couch, but she didn’t let go of my hand. “Do you want us to show you again?” Jack offered genuinely. “Just so you know you weren’t dreaming or whatever?” “No! No…” she said quickly, licking her lips. Then she looked back at me. “If I’m going to be staring at somebody naked, I want it to be you,” she whispered, really quietly.

"Carlie, I might as well tell you, beside being a nudist, I am also an exhibitionist. I only found out recently, after I moved here and couldn't stand the heat, that when spike or snake look at my pussy, I get wet down there." "Where I come from in Cleveland, Ohio, it isn't this hot, so this heat has made me suffer bad. Spike told me to do whatever it takes for me to stay cool. So off came one piece at a time until I was naked. When the guys saw me, I loved every minute of it. In the evenings I sit on the swing with my legs spread so the guys can look at me. Like I was sitting tonight when you came. I hope it won't bother you or make you jealous if I spread my legs and let Bart see my pussy.

His scent hit her like a wave—cheap cologne, fresh sweat, and something primal, pure testosterone. Carla felt a shiver race up her spine straight to her soaked pussy, which clenched involuntarily, squirting more juices into the already drenched panties. “He’s perfect, fuck. Tattooed, rough, ready to fuck me like a back-alley whore,” she thought, biting her lip harder, body trembling with anticipation. She opened her coat a little wider, exposing the silk camisole clinging to her full breasts, hard nipples clearly visible through the thin fabric, begging to be touched.

A soft little gasp. My eyes snapped open, and there she stood in the moonlit shadows of the room. Carla. She wore a white top that displayed her stiff nipples like rock-hard diamonds, and tight, lacy panties that clung to the plump curve of her mound. Her eyes were wide, and her mouth was a lush O of shock. I blinked, but she didn't go away. Carla was really standing right there. And she looked like a dream, like a fuck fantasy. I knew I should put my dick away and start making excuses but—

We both stalk over to them and Alessio moves off her and that’s when we see her pretty pink cunt, glistening with need. “No panties?” I say to her which comes out in a growl, I look at her face and then notice her nipples small little buds hardened and sticking out under her bra, “You have been a naughty girl Carina” I watch as she takes a shuddering inhale of breath and her chest rises and falls enticing us further. Luca speaks up “Let us taste you, Carina?” She nods her head eagerly and that’s all the permission we need before we all pounce on her.

“Yeah, that’s Logan Carter.” There was a round of Oh's and ahs from the group at the window. I heard my phone buzz on the table with a notification. I closed my laptop down and grabbed my things. A lot of the office stayed at the window watching as I exited. I must admit they were correct; he looked exceptional. He was wearing dark jeans, a crisp white T-shirt and a black leather jacket. He was leaning against the bonnet of a car I didn’t recognise.

Whatever happened to knocking. "Shit, you are hurt" he rushes to me but immediately stops in his tracks. Oh! we just found out am naked. I am not ashamed of my body at all. Apart from my scars, am proud and confident. My breasts are perky, flat stomach from intense working out, my butt is round and my hips are slightly curved with long smooth legs. Carl's eyes rake over my body, studying every crevice and curve. His eyes trail on every scar covered up by a tattoo and I watch him swallow dryly.

What I saw made me pause right where I stood. Vera was pressed against the cold tile wall, naked. Carl was in front of her with his pants to the floor, stroking and pumping hard into her; they were having gruesome sex.