Chloe Bounds Nude Novels & Stories

Nodding crazily as she desired the feeling it gave again, she drew him closer for a kiss before letting out a moan as his thumb circled her nerved bud as slowly as possible, creating a mass of wetness to erupt some more from her center. "Nathaniel..." She shook as he made a peace sign and gently wiggled the fingers over her clit. It just felt too good. "Hmm..." He withdrew from the partial lip lock and began to kiss her all the way down to her belly button. Once in front of her panties, he gently bit the skin just above the cotton material before putting his hands to use to get it off her. When she was finally exposed, Chloe felt weird so she clasped her legs together, her wetness staining h

He just stared, gaze dropping from her face to her chest, lingering on the hard points of her nipples pressing against the fabric, then lower to where the nightgown ended, and her bare thighs began. Heat rushed to Chloe’s face, but lower, too. Fresh wetness gathered between her legs, slick and warm. Goosebumps raced down her arms. She glanced down at herself. The gown hid nothing in this light. Her nipples were dark and peaked, clearly visible. The curve of her breasts, the dip of her waist, even the faint triangle of hair between her thighs showed through. She started to cross her arms over her chest due to instinct, but stopped. Her hands dropped to her sides instead.

I felt my own release building, hot and inevitable so I pulled out at the last second, gripped her hair tighter, and came across her face. She sobbed harder, gasping for air, body still trembling from the forced climax. Lex followed seconds later, pulling out and adding his release to her back and ass. Ellis wasn’t far behind—he’d freed himself again, stroked fast, and finished across her breasts with a low curse. We stepped back. Chloe collapsed forward onto the couch, curled into a ball, shaking. Sobbing quietly. Her skin was mottled red and purple, hair stuck to her wet face, body marked from throat to thighs. She gasped for breath between sobs, whimpering softly like something broken.

Chloe placed her I dec finger on her lips pushing him inside. His room light was off so everywhere was dark. "Why is your room dark?" She asked, still giggling as she looked around. But Zach couldn't tell since he couldn't see, he turned it on and he almost screamed in shock as she was removing her dress. "I am feeling hot," she lets out peeling off her top, and now left in her just bra. Zach turned back in shock, "Chloe put on your top," he let out his heart racing fast.

Then, Amethyst immediately lifted the blanket and glanced down. Her eyes widened. She was naked. Bare. No clothes. Just plain skin in sight. Although petrified, not a simple gasp came out of her mouth. Cross, she glanced at Luveas, "What happened to my clothes?" Luvead tilted his head. "I took them off." Amethyst felt her heart stop beating. Unexpectedly, fury filled her entire body but, she couldn't express them properly. She only sat on the bed, clenching her jaws.

she said sweetly, voluntarily reporting her plans to Joseph. Chloe was wearing a plain nightgown, and her black hair cascaded down her shoulders like a waterfall. Her face had a healthy hint of pink, and her long legs were hidden by the nightgown, revealing only a pair of dainty, slippered feet. Her oversized coat covered her delicate figure, and her innocent-looking eyes and brows lent her an air of purity. She was not wearing any makeup, yet she appeared more stunning and captivating than if she had. Joseph's gaze remained steady as he asked, "Where are you going?"

I stood in the doorway of Van's room with my clutch in my hand and looked at the space — enormous, immaculate, one bed in the center of it that was big enough to be its own country — and then at the couch along the far wall, and then back at Van who had walked in behind me and was already shrugging off his jacket like this was the most normal situation in the world. "You're joking," I said. "The other rooms aren't ready yet." He laid his jacket over the chair. "It's temporary." "Everything about this is temporary." He said nothing to that. I dropped my clutch on the couch, sat down, and reached back to undo the clasp of my earrings while Van stood at the other side of the room and began unbu

She unwraps her night robe, and drops it off her body, standing naked in front of me. I throw my face to the side and whiff. I'm trying not to look at her, because my cock is already kicking hard. If I must confess, Chloe has a very beautiful and sexy body, and if I don’t trade with caution, I will find myself digging into her secret place. “I owe you no answer to that question, Luna. I will appreciate it if you dress up and leave my room.”

I blink, afraid if I look away she’ll disappear somehow, that maybe I’m just imaging all this. She’s drenched from the rain, dark red hair hanging around her face, somehow highlighting her intense green eyes. Dressed in hiking boots, black leggings, and a white t-shirt with the words Shadowfall along the collar, my eyes go right to her breasts on their own accord and—fuck—I can see the faint outline of her nipples through the wet fabric. I’ve wondered what Chloe looks like naked multiple times over the years. I’ve caught glimpses of her here and there, most happening innocently enough. But seeing her—all of her—has been the subject of my dreams more times than once.

I lie back on the bed, watching her peel off a skin-tight lycra dress to reveal that's she's wearing a g-string underneath and no more, unless you want to count her earrings. Her figure is good, not spectacular, but because she's fit and toned, she still looks great and with her medium-large tits, she doesn't need a bra either. She's quite dusky-skinned, some variety of South-American I think, and her nipples are dark and brown against the coffee of her breasts. As she sways and shimmies for me, a crowd is gathering outside the viewing port, enjoying her performance, and my cock is nudging awake. She's an uncomplicated soul is Chloe, and I know she doesn't stand on ceremony, so I stand to qu