Carson Barry Nude Novels & Stories

It was new that she was around at that time of the day, but Richard was highly uncomfortable with that. “Leave me alone! I’m going now where!” Barbara resisted, trying so hard to pull out of his tight grip. “Okay! Wait!” Barbara suddenly said, bringing her body movements to a halt. Richard stared at her keenly, and when he was certain that she wasn’t up to something, he let go of her arms. Barbara took in a deep breath and hurriedly took off her robe, leaving herself naked for Richard to feast on. “What the hell!” Richard gasped under his breath the moment he caught sight of her two nipples that shot out and called to him.

But he was still anticipating seeing what would be his next move. Carson just placed his hand right over the blanket covering his hard rock dick. He had his one leg was stretched straight and other was bent inside... He was looking no less than a sexy model. Displaying his tattoos. Only Carson among the three had tattoos on his body. His arm had a black band; his right leg had an ANCHOR right above his ankle and not to forget the DEVIL TRYING TO CATCH HIS NIPPLE. Well it was a devil printed on his chest above his left nipple extending his hand as in to grab his nipple.

Referring to Levi that way only made her pussy drip harder. Barbara finally stood back up and turned to face the horny young man in the easy chair. His T shirt was now on the floor next to his chair. She uttered a small gasp of surprise at seeing him naked, even though this morning she'd already seen him practically naked with just his boxer briefs pushed down past his cock. But Barbara immediately decided she liked it much better seeing him with absolutely nothing on. He obviously liked seeing her fully naked, too, from the way his eyes were devouring her tall, busty body.

She sighed; at least she got what she wanted, for him to walk away to change clothes. One of the things Max assureds her once during those long conversations on the bed, was the lack of cameras on that side of the building, functioning as an intimate area where people could be naked if they wanted, people she never saw, but Max only indicated the two of them could undress there if they wanted to; he did it constantly, didn't care because he knew very well that there were no cameras. For that reason, Carla used to always make sure she was not accompanied, to go with her bathing suit on, however, because of the recent circumstances, she went down without anything prepared and had to undress th

“So, I’m standing between two trees watching you struggle to push the wheelbarrow. I notice the way your shirt hugs your chest and the way your pants are so tight they are like skin on your body, easily flowing with each of your movements. You set the wheelbarrow down and stretch. Goddess, your breasts almost popped out of your bra and all I want to do is lick and suck on them. I want to tease your nipple with my tongue until it is hard and then I want to kiss down your stomach as I take your pants off. I want to unbutton them and slowly push them down over your hips. I want to ease them down your thighs as I use my teeth to pull your panties off. I want to kneel at your feet and put my face

Carson grunted, gripping my ass. "Stop teasing me if you don't want me to bend you over this counter—" I didn't allow him to finish his statement before I ground my hips more and also sucked his nipples. I wanted to test all his limits—to see how long he could hold on. "Fuck!" He yanked my head up, and within a second, he discarded the robe from my body, revealing my bra and panties. I saw his Adam's apple wobble up and down when he took in the sight of my body. "Your nipples are so ready for me," he murmured.

I move towards her to check what is making her act weirdly when the sight of a shirtless and pantless Carson stops me. The only thing the bastard is putting on is his boxers and it is fucking wet. Worse of it all, he is sweating as if he has just completed a marathon...a sex marathon. With my mate!

I peeled off the tank, slow, let it drop. Shorts next, pushed them down, stepped out. No bra. No panties. Naked under the lamps, skin prickling, nipples already hard from the cool air and the way he was looking at me. He walked to the barre, picked up his phone, set it on a small tripod he’d placed on the floor. “Form review,” he said. “I need to see how you move.” He hit record. Red light blinked on. “Lie down. Missionary.”

After Carlo removed his shirt, there were no further strange actions—he simply took a few steps forward and sat down beside Lyla on the sofa. This was the first time Lyla had seen his bare upper body. His physique was powerful and well-defined, his bronze skin glowing healthily under the soft light, and his six-pack abs looked chiseled, every inch seemingly brimming with raw strength.

She knelt to sweep her daughter up and smiled as she looked to see Carson had followed after her daughter her breath caught as she took in his semi-undressed state. He had long lean legs encased in black swim shorts that ended just below his knees. His calves were well shaped, he was shirtless and he had a long tapered chest and a six-pack and some unique tattoos. He was smiling and wearing sunglasses "com to Car?" "No I was just bringing you to mama. "K, Aggs comin" as Sasha walked her out of the pen.