Chloe Bounds Nude Novels & Stories

she says, her voice soft and seductive and commanding. Chloe conveniently wore panties that have bows on the sides (easy removal). Cynthia pulls on them slowly to expose her smooth pussy. Her breath hitches in anticipation as the cool air hits her bare p*ssy. Cynthia doesn't touch her immediately, and even though she wasn't expecting her to, it still feels exhilarating. She just leaves her like that--open and needy. Chloe's legs are as wide as they could possibly be, and Cynthia just stares down at her. Cynthia goes lower, and gives Chloe a gentle lick on her throbbing clit.

He barked. Chloe turned around to face him, and slowly began to unbutton her shirt, and as she did so her magnificent tits became fully in view for him. He smiled as he gazed at her taut body in the silky, provocative underwear she was wearing, taking in the suspenders and the high heels as well. "Now remove the bra and your panties."

I squeeze a little tighter, thumb sliding over the tip, hips lifting- Boom *The door instantly swings open without a knock. My hand freezes mid-stroke. Chloe's standing there in tiny sleep shorts and an oversized USC hoodie that slips off one shoulder. Hair soaked,water dripping off like she's just come from bath or something. Phone in one hand, half-eaten apple in the other. “Oh… my... god…” She says Her blue eyes drop straight to my lap, to my hand, then to the very obvious, very hard situation I’m in - literally

Walking down the hallway, I passed through Chloe’s room and it seemed she didn't shut the door. She stood in front of her bed frame and suddenly, she removed her gown, it touched the ground rendering her naked. Damn, her body was sexy. Her ass was massive and her back was beautiful. Why did she look this good? Probably because she was an exercise freak and Pilate was her best friend.

“Legs spread.” Chloe’s heart hammered against her ribs, but she found herself moving as if she had no will of her own. She climbed onto the dark wood of the desk, the surface cool against her bare skin. She pushed her legs apart, exposing herself to his predatory gaze. She could feel the moisture dripping down her ass crack, a shameful admission of how much the bond had already taken hold of her.

The cleft of her pussy looked so tender and pretty, I reached forward and stroked the hairy skin of her mound with my fingertips. Then I looked at her face. I took her into my arms and kissed her neck, holding this beautiful naked woman as close as I could, I stroked her fat bare buttocks, grabbing and squeezing her meaty ass, and sliding my fingers up and down the crack. I stroked her bare back, and slid my hands around to cup her tits. I lifted and stroked her breasts, then held them both together to make a foot-and-a-half of cleavage. Chloe nuzzled my cock, then stepped gracefully into the tub, one small hand resting on her belly in that same gesture she used on the road.

Chloe watched from her window as the minivan disappeared down the street, a flash of angry red. The crunch of tires on gravel was the only soundThe house next door was quiet. Empty. A cage with the door left wide open. A slow smile spread across her face. She slipped into a long, black trench coat, the belt tied loosely at her waist. Underneath, she was completely naked. The cool silk of the lining brushed against her nipples, making them hard. She stepped into a pair of high heels.

Chloe's POV I can't believe how amazing his touch feels, I want more of him, all of him. He moved his hand away and I whimpered when he did but then he lifted me up off of his lap and laid me down on the bed. He got up above me and looked down at me, his eyes trailing over my body he kissed my neck and then all the way down to my breast before pulling my nipple into his mouth and pinching my other with his hand. His other hand way tailing down to the top of my shorts before he sat up between my legs and pulled my shorts and panties off of me, I was laying there completely naked, he then proceeded to pull off his shirt and I gasped at how perfect he was, he had a scar across his chest but it

He tossed his shirt aside and quickly ridded himself of his pants, while steeping out of his shoes when the jeans reached his ankles. Standing before him, I remained fully clothed, and Dan stood in all his glory completely nude. He had an aversion to boxers although I had no idea what it was. It was sexy, and I didn't care that he didn't do underwear. In fact, it turned me on that he didn't. He moved quickly, without faltering, stepping close enough to begin to undress me. But I halted him with my hand against his chest. He'd allowed me to watch, and I'd gladly do the same. He cocked his head to the side and smiled when I crossed my arms in front of my torso, taking the bottom of my t-shirt

The man’s eyes were transfixed on his material-hid trousersnake and Chloe’s soft hand. The Wallflower slipped down his trousers and briefs. Pre-cum flowed freely from the tip, a thin line heading towards the floor, as if in slow motion. Chloe cupped her hand under it, caught the drop, and licked her hand. It was different to her own taste, a lot sweeter. She wondered for a moment what the man had been eating. Chloe stood up and shimmied her jeans down to the ground. Stepping out of them, she spread her legs and stood powerfully before the man, just her underwear and sneakers on her lower half. The Wallflower cocked his head.