Catherine Lisa Bell Nude Novels & Stories

She slowly eased back and felt the iron stiffness of his cock. "He's ready," she said to Gabriella and her friend wasted no time in straddling the man and sinking that hot flesh into her wetness. That's when Cat noticed Gabriella was naked too. She had entered the bed in her nightie but must have taken it off. God she had a sexy body! So curvy! And a beautiful face with those lips! Catherine was quickly becoming wet watching the lovely brunette riding Ben so she swung her leg over Ben's face and felt his tongue begin its magic. God he was so good at that!

She instinctively stroked his cock as they kissed. Agent Bell pulled away to yank her dress down. He hooked his thumbs into her thong and yanked it down too. Bell took a moment to rub her clit and pussy with two of his fingers. She held onto his shoulders for support and moaned. “You are so wet, Eva,” he said. “You make me wet, Agent Cain Bell.”He laughed and picked her up naked in his arms. Bell carried her across the room and laid her down on the couch. He knelt and spread her legs as his

"Take off your bottoms and join us on the bed." She removed the rest of her bikini, then walked around the bed to lay down beside Lisa, raised up on one elbow, watching our play. Lisa had peeled her top off over her head and wiggled out of her bottoms, while I got Kayla situated. I continued enjoying Lisa's tits, getting her nipples to perk up for me, just playing, because I could. "Mmmm," Lisa murmured, "suck on those big titties. Show me how much you love your little slut's fat tits."

Isabella sat cross-legged on her bed, her phone propped against her knees as she scrolled through Catherine Fox's I*******m. Each photo was more flawless than the last - Catherine at premieres, Catherine at charity galas, Catherine on vacation in the Maldives. Her figure was perfect in every shot, all elegant lines and graceful poses. “God, even her casual photos look like magazine covers," Isabella muttered, clicking through more pictures. "Look at that waistline...and those legs..." She flopped back against her pillows with a groan. "Who even looks like that at breakfast? She is so perfect.”

The only personal touch was a framed photo on the nightstand, the four of them in college, Marcus in the center with his arms around his three best friends, all of them laughing at something long forgotten. Bella moved to the dresser and opened the second drawer. Resistance bands, just like he'd said, coiled neatly beside carefully folded t-shirts. She grabbed the bands and started to close the drawer. Something caught her eye. A book, partially hidden under the shirts. The cover was plain black, no title visible. Bella knew

She stammered, averting her eyes, clenching her canvas and hiding behind it, “They’re going to be…na—naked?” Cattleya smirked, seeing her getting so flustered. She looked so adorable. “Haven’t you painted nude models before?” She baffled, “It wasn’t like… like that!” She seductively asked, “Mmh… Like what?” She let out a frustrated cry, “It wasn’t so damn erotic!”

Pulling her close, I tapped her thighs and she instantly got the message and roped her legs around my waist, as I led us to the bed. Placing her on the bed, I took off my bathrobe and flung it carelessly while she unbuttoned her shirt with quivering hands, her eyes glinting with an intense fire of lust. Fuck, Catherine was so sexy and unreal. “I missed you so much,” She whispered. “To the extent that I was really contemplating on getting a dildo made.” A chuckle rippled out of me. “Really?” “Yeah, that was how bad it was,” Catherine replied. “I have been affected by your nymphomania.” She teased, and I laughed again before capturing her lips with mine while freeing her from the frustrating e

Arousal rushed through Belinda—arousal and anticipation. Her hands moving quickly, she pulled her sweater over her head and pushed down her jeans. Draven watched as she unhooked her bra and took off her panties, taking in her full brown-tipped breasts and her perfectly rounded hips. Now completely nude, Belinda lay her stomach on the desk, her feet on the floor and her ass pointed upward. Her face was only a few inches from Draven's chest. Looking up, she gazed into his smothering dark eyes.

Girls' Night Out (2) Mrs. Bellamy walked in the room, wearing a dark green corset that held her enormous breasts up firm and high. Her dark brown nipples were hard, erect, and noticeably long, and she had on a strap-on. She stepped up behind the first girl, rubbed her pussy a little, and then plunged deep inside her. Ten deep, hard strokes later, she moved on to the next girl. Evelyn was squirming now, barely able to contain herself. Her crotch was soaking wet, her nipples ached, and it was everything she could do not to pull up her skirt and start rubbing herself.

She’s going to keep her face neutral so the sex gods won’t fault her for always harassing Kate. “Why aren’t you enjoying like the rests?” Her tone is neutral, not a single spite in place. “It has nothing to do with you.” Kate let out, shoulder passing Lisa. “Of course, it does, especially knowing how much you crave being touched.” While Lisa talked, her eyes studied Kate’s naked form. Her skin is flawless despite not having used some skin care products. Her breasts is round with bumpy nipples decorating it, making it look tantalizing.