Chandra Davis Nude Novels & Stories

Going back to the shed with bicycle, I saw Chad waiting for me under the shed with muddy Nutty. Chad is here. He is really here. I wasn't imagining him. His presence is real. "I knew you can not leave her neither me." Chad was calm. His casual outfit on his chiselled body invited my wild imagination. I could so much with him. I could scratch his back... To Mark him. I could bite his neck to show the world that Chandler Lyons is mine. I could kiss his abs... Wait. He has abs now. When did it happen? He had a good body, but he looks more built now.

I ran back to the library to my uncle Harry's computer. The first one I insert in the DVD drive is labeled NST01. There is also an NST02, NST03 and NST04. The computer is in auto-play mode and it mounts the DVD. There is an MS-Word file, an mpeg video file and a folder full of jpeg files. I open the jpegs first because I want to see if they are pictures of Nicole. They aren't. They are pictures of an older woman about my mom's age. The pictures show her in various stages of undress, then various nude poses; bent over, legs spread, masturbating and some close ups of her erect nipples and wet pussy lips. She's a very attractive woman and my cock is responding, especially to the one with her le

She tasted like strawberry vodka. When we broke, both breathing heavy."Hot," Jade said. "My dare for Daisy. Show us your pussy. Proper look, no rush."Daisy stood, dropped her shorts and thong. Turned around, bent slightly, giving us the view. Full bush trimmed neat, lips plump and already shiny. She wiggled her ass playfully. "Like what you see?" We cheered, wolf-whistling. Energy peaked. I felt bold, that badass itch. Spotted my tote bag across the room. Grinned. "Hold up. I brought something to level this up."They watched as I dug in, pulling out a sleek purple vibrator. Not huge, but curved perfect, with that rabbit vibe for clit action. Gasps all around."Where the hell?" Chloe whispered.

I say loudly as I clap my hands together to get their attention. Both of them pulls away from each other quickly, and Chad picks a white shirt from the floor and covers himself. He was only in his boxer briefs. Naomi is also half naked. She has on only a red bra and a thin red silk panty. She covers her bosom with her arms and they both stare at me with wide eyes. “What in the world is happening here?” I place my hands on my hips as I ask. They both share a look and Chad tries to explain, but he just stutters and doesn’t make a lick of sense.

But my relief was short-lived, as she did something that took me completely surprised. Slowly, she removed her nightgown, pants, and bra. Revealing her breasts, her hard pinkish nipples, and her shaved vagina. It looks like she already planned the night. As I examined Diva's naked body, my face a blank slate, Her naked body did not move me. I watched as moved to get a chair, her backside revealing and alluring. Yet, I wasn't hard, my body wasn't reacting to hers. If only she knew.

With Kent gone and my toy fucking missing, I’m so screwed — The door swung open, and I nearly choked. Holy fuck. Davis stood there, completely naked, his veiny cock just hanging out. My eyes glued to it—shit, it was the kind of dick I’d fantasized about while watching p**n. “Yo, Nova, you’re here already? Fuck, didn’t know you’d show up today, baby,” he said, his voice low and flirty, like he loved me checking him out. Bro didn’t even flinch.

"Want more?" She reached out and tried to touch him. He chuckled and playfully slapped her hands away. "Patience, greedy girl." He took his time removing his pants and underwear, smirking as she squirmed with impatience. When he finally stood before her fully naked, she couldn't help but stare at his impressive erection. Davis gave her breasts a few sharp smacks through her clothes, making her gasp. Then he roughly stripped off her top and bra, leaving her bare to his gaze.

But now? Fuck! Davina was sprawled on the center of the bed like a goddamn offering, knees drawn up, back against the headboard, wearing nothing but sheer black lace that clung to her curves like a second skin. The fabric was so thin, I could count every peak and valley of her skin. I could see her nipples taut against the lace, the shadow between her thighs teasing me with what was barely hidden. She had no panties on. Just her, flushed and waiting, her scent bewitching me like it always does. And I knew that this night would not end without me ravishing her until there was nothing left.

"According to Clare Wright, when police entered Tina Davis' home. Her flat seemed untouched and vacant, but they found a red, extra-large, fastened, and padlocked holdall in the bath. Inside were the putrefying vestiges of Miss Davis. Her body was naked, curled up tightly, with her arms and legs distorted over her head." "Curled up tightly, with her legs behind, it's incredible!" Sandra objected. "Exactly," I said, "unless Tina Davis was the most incredible contortionist who ever lived." "Can we carefully presume she wasn't?" Sandra inquired. "If she could curve up firmly with her legs behind her," I said, "she wouldn't have had to work for MI6. Instead, she could have travelled around with

Nathan walked around the car and jumped into the driver’s seat, and as he started the car, he glanced at Crystal through the rearview mirror. Crystal looked him in the eyes and said, “Professor Davis, I have naked pictures of you.” She opened her phone and showed him a series of photos of him topless that she’d just taken.