Chloe Coleman Nude Novels & Stories

I whimpered, my hands tangling in his hair. This is insane. So good. Don't stop. Behind me, Cole had grabbed another ice cube from the freezer, trailing it up the inside of my thigh. The shock made me jolt, but he held me steady, circling it higher until it melted against the heat between my legs, soaking through my panties. "Harlan, she's drenched already," Cole said roughly. He hooked his fingers in my panties and tugged them down, leaving me completely bare. Mr. Harlan stepped back, shedding his tank top in one fluid motion, revealing a chest dusted with hair, muscles honed from years of whatever kept him looking like that.

The person behind them was still holding a camera. Chloe could not hold it in any longer. She punched the man in the face. The man with the camera behind him saw that something was wrong and wanted to run. Ellena jumped over with her walking stick and hit him hard on the head. Chloe finished off two men in two or three moves. She held one in her hand and stepped on the other. "The person who hired you to take my nude photos must be a fool, right? Isn't it just taking a photo? It took so much effort."

Last night, Chloe found out from a friend that Heath had died for some unknown reason. That coward deserved to die! With Mr. Coleman here, there was no reason for Chloe to be afraid! The full name of the man in Chloe’s arms, Mr. Coleman, was Sven Coleman. His eyes instantly darted between Alex and Daya Stoermer. He noticed that Daya was wearing a hat and a mask at night, with only her eyes showing. However, her pupils seemed lively and her skin fair. Moreover, her figure seemed to take an attractive shape and elegance, and it already made him ogle.

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.

And perhaps it was a good thing none of that happened or I wouldn't have come home to see a flushed Chloe touching herself. It had to be the hottest sight I had seen in a long time. Sweet Chloe sprawled on the couch, her sexy black nightie that barely covered her butt is pushed aside while her expanse of creamy skin is exposed. The material, like all the flimsy dresses she seemed to own in abundance, covered her breasts with flowers and had a single spaghetti strap for each shoulder. There had been a flush on her cheeks, her pert mouth parted as her fingers worked the sweet flesh between her thighs.

Gasps and disbelief filled the room as they watched the shocking images on the screen. Chloe's face turned pale as she turned to face the LED screen, and a commotion erupted among the crowd. "Isn't that Chloe Wade? Is she a pornstar?" exclaimed someone in shock. Madame Agnes' expression changed drastically as she recognized the woman on the screen engaged in a threesome. She turned her cold glare towards Chloe, who now stood in embarrassment at the podium.

Foolishly, she removed all of her clothes except her undies. “Miss Chloe, I do not like to repeat myself.” I placed my head on my chin waiting for the show. All for a man. “Ok.” She pulled off everything and I didn’t fail to take my chance. I touched her everywher,e making sure my face did not sho; itt was obvious she was doing somethin; thee perso,n howeve,r was unknown. “Now that I have you right where I want you. You will be my slave, you will do everything I ask you to.” My hands were under her boobs kneading it and smiling as the red light beeped on the camera. What a perfect view.

I say as my eyes stayed glued to the stage. "I don't like that he's showing his ass to everyone," Nathan says and I laugh. "They've all seen it plenty of times before," I says and he rolls his eyes. I'm right, Cole's walked around here stark naked enough for every member to see him. Cole continues to do a fancy pole trick which makes me wonder how he even knows how to do that. He dances and sways his hips while looking over at us occasionally with a lustful gaze. He looks amazing in the lingerie with his cute little muscles. Whoever says men can't pull off sexy clothes have never met my fiancé.

He greedily drank in the view of Chloe on her knees. Currently, Chloe had her hair tied up in a neat ponytail. She usually wore it loose throughout the day but didn't want to get any of her hair in the way when it came to cock worshipping time. She was also wearing a slinky nightie that she had found buried in her Mom's closet. It didn't fully fit her, being shorter than her mother, the nightie went a bit too far down her legs. "Only two little straps keeping it from falling off me," Chloe said playfully, jiggling the straps on each side. "Not that you even need to take it off to see me naked. I bet you can see my breasts from this angle, can't you Daddy?"

The door opened and he tensed up but what he saw next somehow managed to both confuse and excite him. Thea was standing there beautiful, sexy, Thea. He would have covered himself up, full of embarrassment, except for one thing. She, too, was topless. Her breasts looked more tanned than Chloe, her nipples smaller, but they looked just as big. He stared at them. Chloe took his cock out of his mouth and turned to her friend. She still held his cock in her hand. “Oh, here she is,” she said. She came over to Chloe and knelt down next to her.