Cassidy Freeman Nude Novels & Stories

“You don’t have to do this if it’s too much.” “I do,” I whispered. “We both do. If we don’t, they destroy us.” We prepared the camera exactly as instructed angled to capture everything, no way to hide. Callan set it on the dresser and turned to me, eyes dark. “Clothes off,” he said, voice barely above a whisper. “Then on the bed. No talking. No moaning. We let the link do the work.” I stripped slowly, the link already feeding me his tension and his hunger. When I lay back on the bed, Callan crawled over me, fully dressed except for his open shirt. He braced himself on his forearms, looking down at me with an intensity that made my breath catch.

Is this how i was? She was laying on her stomach, with her elbows propping her up and her ass in the air. Behind, her thrusting into her quickly was ass-wipe himself. He noticed me, but didn't stop. He kept going until she yelled out in pleasure and he did the same, spurting all over her ass. I felt so disgusted, seeing it all. It was more than I ever wanted to see. "Did you come back for more?" Cassie asked with a smirk, standing to show me her naked figure. I kept my gaze fixed on her face.

With his broad hands he unhooked her bra and threw it on the floor. Lisa bit her lips which was luscious to eyes. A small moan escaped from her brown lips when Damien bit hard on her nipples. "Ahhh...!!!" Celestine screamed and stood up covering her eyes. It was same as watching porn movie. "Fuck!!!" Damien cursed and left Lisa who was breathing heavily. "We can continue. Den is there to help her." Lisa said unhappily. "I am not in mood." Damien left fuming Lisa naked on bed. "Fuck you Celestine" she cursed her.

He turned around and switched something on and the whole wall flashed with images that had my eyes widening. I stood there, stunned, as the wall transformed into a canvas of erotic scenes that were even more intense than what I had just witnessed. Women and Men were bound, screaming with pleasure. They were all naked, in different positions, fucked in different holes, tied and gagged. Some were being whipped, some were being spanked. I didn’t know what to make of it. Jake leaned in, his breath warm against my ear. “This is what I enjoy, Cassie. This is what I want to share with you, but only when you’re ready.”

The curtains were heavy velvet, but I eased them apart just enough to see. The backyard was lit by floodlights that turned the falling snow into glittering diamonds. A woman (completely naked) lay sprawled on the frosted grass like it was a summer beach. Her skin glowed pale against the white, long dark hair fanned out around her head, arms stretched above her in deliberate surrender. She arched her back, breasts high, thighs parted just enough to be obscene and artistic at the same time. She looked fearless. Owned. Radiant. And kneeling in front of her, camera raised to his eye, was Cassian.

I was completely taken aback by what I saw. The lights were off in the room and the shades were drawn, but it was daylight and enough filtered in so I was absolutely sure about what I was seeing. I saw Cassie, sitting on the edge of the bed. She was naked, her head thrown back and her hair in her face. Her hands were sprawled back on the bed for support, her dingers digging into the comforter. Her eyes were closed. Her breasts were bouncing up and down, her nipples hard and skin flushed. There was a good reason for that.

I removed the other stocking in the same manner and she rose to her feet. Still kneeling, I unclasped the miniskirt and let it fall to the floor. She wore tiny, white thong panties trimmed with lace which I pulled down and helped her step out of. Then I ran my hands up the outside of her legs, over her hips, and on to her waist to steady myself as I stood. I began the arduous task of unfastening the corset. It fell to the floor in a heap along with the other garments and Freya was now standing before me, completely naked, looking like a goddess. It had been a long time since I felt this way just from seeing her in the buff, but it made me horny as hell. I wanted to jump on her right then, so

I lunged to stop her, but my foot snagged on the rug. Too late. She swung the door open. Andra froze. "Oh." Still sprawled on the floor, I scrambled to my feet, my pulse pounding as I stepped beside her. Cassidy. She wore a white off-the-shoulder sweater that hung loosely over her toned frame, paired with beige leggings and designer flats. Her sleek ponytail was flawless, not a strand out of place. Oversized sunglasses perched atop her head, but she didn't need them—her smirk was shield enough.

Camilo walked towards the desk and once she got to it, she turned to face Caspian. She began taking off her dress, slidding the straps of her shoulder in a slow manner while looking at Caspian. Caspian's eyes never left her body, he watched her attentively as she stripped in front of him. A low growl left his throat as she finally stood completely naked before him. He allowed his eyes take in every detail of her body. Her rounded breast with firm nipples pointing at him, he trailed further to her enticing cunt that was cream shaved making it appear very smooth like she had not gotten puberty yet.

Stop Sugarcoating, Baby Calliope Syndey "Casy" Fryxell is a Mathematics teacher in Felghana National High School. People don't know that she is lesbain. Unfortunately, she is living in a country where being a part of LGBTQ+ community is strictly prohibited, and anyone who will be proved as a part of it will be punished to prison, or 100 lashes. Casy needs to sugarcoat in order to save herself. Everything is fine until she met Kataleya "Kate" Carson, another teacher, English major, was hired in the same school she is working.