Cassidy Freeman Nude Novels & Stories

"Cassie, I'm at my limit. I don't know how much longer I can wait.” His hard voice made her chew my lip. “No,” I shook my head. “You haven’t reached your breaking point if you’re still standing here and I still have my clothes on." Arden groaned. “Fuck, Cass. What are you trying to do to me right now?” God, you seriously are fucking evil.” “Just see how wicked I am. It truly cannot be worse than this. Or can it?” Cassie smirked. She walked over to one of the tanning beds. Climbing forward on her hands and knees, she let Arden watch as she slowly lowered myself to lie on her stomach.

He didn’t move. “This is who they see,” he said. “I don’t know why you seem embarrassed about it now, Cassie. You played up to the media.” “I am going to be honest… I kind of want to punch her,” I said. Older-Cassie on the yacht looked like the kind of woman who would’ve laughed at Fawn in a supermarket aisle. “Does she do anything besides pose and drink champagne?” He reached for the remote but didn’t turn it off.

[ CASSANDRA ] After this statement of ANTOINE, I got angry. I then looked at him strangely and I said : -- Who are you to give me orders? I am not under your responsibility. You are not my family and I am not your prisoner. I'll go away and you won't be able to stop me. Afterwards, I wanted to slap him when Inès stopped me. -- ANTOINE and Cassandra please calm down. You're not going to fight because we're family now. (She says)

It would be the thing that would bring the unbearable pain burried inside for 4 years, and he wouldn't be proud. " Look, look, she is here" Shouted Melissa, the worst of them all. Ignoring her, I carried on walking, hoping she will jsut let it go. I stopped dead in my track when I felt something hard hit my head. I winced in pain. I looked at the ground, seeing a rock fall down just below my feet. Turning around, I was met with a completely different Tania. Her face full of make up. she was wearing a tight short black skirt with a white t'shirt tucked inside, a black leather jacket to finish off the look, Her uncovered hair bouncing as she walked, the beautiful golden waves reaching her tiny

She was one small hand movement away from taking a picture of her naked breasts. The fourth photo was a bit confusing at first. It took me a moment to realize just what I was looking at. It was Cass back in the shower, and it only showed her face. Only she had what looked like a pretty good representation of cum trickled in glubs across her face! It was the closest I'd ever seen her to take a facial! Fuck, it was so naughty! I would never have thought my Cassandra would do anything like it. Cass had by now fished out my cock and stroked it slowly as I looked at the pictures.

Either way, HOT. One arm was bent, hand propped under his head. His other arm stretched out to take the photo. Sweet baby Jesus. I’m not sure how long I was staring at the zoomed-in picture, but apparently long enough to worry him. My phone started to buzz again. I sighed, closing the picture to check my messages. Collin: Cass? You okay? Did I go too far sending a tasteful nude? I say tasteful since the goods are covered. Cassidy: I’m here. That was… *fire emoji*

“As for her gymnast friend, she’s still asleep. You wouldn’t believe how flexible— “. “I can live without knowing the details.” “Come on guys, already?” I heard a familiar soprano call out, her voice alone hushing the small crowd that watched. “Asher hasn’t even been back a week and you’re already fighting.” Cassidy looked good for someone who had stayed up drinking and dancing, especially compared to some of the rougher looking students. She had all of her clothes on, and wasn’t rummaging through the shorts, shirts, and random pieces of lingerie scattered along the yard.

She was like a ghost that wouldn't leave. The background of the video was filled with lewd and crude comments from the men below. "God! She's so hot!" "She's got an hourglass figure." "Wonder how much she charges for a night?" "Let's go ask." Angel sent me another video, and I clicked it open as well. Cassidy had been taken down and was now sitting on the lap of a fat, drunken man, across from Trevor. The man was toying with her body, his hands roaming as he drank.

It bumped against his belly when he stood back up. “Your turn, honey. I can’t wait to see that sexy body.” Cassian grinned and watched as she slowly lifted her hands to the hem of her T-shirt. Looking away from him, she caught sight of Dren standing just behind him, nude except for the black boxers he wore. He was watching he as if he couldn’t wait to see her naked as well. His hazel eyes seemed darker somehow. Neither man moved a muscle as she lifted the shirt and drew it over her head. She skipped her bra and unfastened her jeans before slowly shoving them over her hips. When she started to bend over to remove them, Cassian stopped her.

“Naked.” Cassie was boneless, her mind mush. She floated on a cushion of pleasure, half delirious and sated. His rough whisper in her ear sparked another round of throbbing between her thighs and she felt a rush of wetness. Helpless to disobey, she unhooked her bra, her numb fingers fumbling with the clasp, as he dragged her thoroughly wet panties off her legs.