Chris Maki Nude Novels & Stories

Chris replied, drying his hair with another towel. The maid’s gaze snapped over to us, her cheeks instantly reddening upon seeing Chris’s nearly-nude body; his towel hung loosely around his hips, that distinct ‘V’ shape of his waist on prominent display. Even my neck flushed at how brazenly he faced the maid, clearly not caring if she deduced what we had just been up to. “My apologies,” she said, quickly averting her gaze again. “I didn’t mean to intrude.” “No worries. What do you need?”

“I can take indecent photos of you. I’ll show the photos to the world if you piss me off.” Without breaking eye contact with Paige, Chris started to take off his clothes. Paige was at a loss. “What are you doing?” “Didn’t you want to take photos? I’m just making your work easier.” Chris looked at Paige with a fake smile. Paige had no words. The man had no shame. Chris quickly removed his shirt, revealing his muscular chest. Although Paige had been intimate with Chris many times, she was still too shy to look at him. Now that she did, she was surprised to see how fit he was. His pecs were well-defined, and he had an athletic build. His physique was like a work of art.

Professor's cock down your throat. She nodded as best she could, moaning in agreement. Her pussy clenched, wetness soaking her panties again. He pulled out suddenly, strings of spit connecting her lips to his shaft. 'Stand. Strip for me.' Makayla rose on shaky legs, peeling off her blouse. Her bra followed, full breasts bouncing free, nipples hard peaks. She shimmied out of her skirt and panties, kicking them aside. Naked now, curves on display—wide hips, soft belly, trimmed bush above her slick folds.

I shrugged leaning back, my eyes set between the two of them, “so who the fuck is it?” Chris cleared his throat leaning forward, glancing momentarily at Dad then back at me, “Makayla.” I raised an eyebrow, “Again, who the fuck is that?” Chris scoffed at my question, “She may be new to you but she’s not to us.” I rolled my eyes, “must I ask the same question for the third time?” “It’s Britney’s cousin, her name is Makayla.” Chris replied leaning back, “you two have never met before but she knows us but you two keep dodging each other.”

The feed showed a dimly lit room in the meatpacking district safehouse, Chris, stripped naked, wrists bound to a metal frame, defiant eyes glaring at the camera. Dmitri loomed behind him, naked and massive, his cock hard and veined, pressing against Chris's ass. "Smile for your lover, pretty boy," Dmitri taunted, his voice booming through the speakers. He thrust in roughly, no lube, burying half his length. Chris grunted in pain, but his body remained limp, unresponsive, no hardening cock, no arching back. "Fuck you," Chris spat, jaw clenched. Dmitri laughed, slamming deeper, his hands bruising Chris's hips.

They started to disrobe. McKenzie was the fastest, maybe because I'd seen her naked before. She pulled her pants and panties off in one smooth movement, revealing that 7.5 inch cock I'd seen before, hard, pressing against her belly as she bent over to pull off her socks. Then she slipped off her shirt and unhooked her bra, letting her big breasts spill out, slapping gently against her chest. She looked like a goddess, standing with her hands on her hips and her shaved cock standing out proudly.

Chris shook his head in denial "no, this is no mistake at all. I went to Chicago nightclub yesterday to have a few drinks when I saw Alex walk in, I wanted us to have a man talk but to my surprise, a few girls surrounded him and before I knew it, he started to entertain them, kissing and touching them in public, regardless of what anyone thought. I knew that if I told you this without any proof, you wouldn't believe me so I decided to take a few pictures. Fortune would never believe my words unless maybe I show her this". Asia abruptly shook her head, " I know fortune very well and she won't believe in these pictures. She will only believe in what she sees with her naked eyes". Chris sighed,

So there I was, bare assed and braless with a plug inside my ass and my nipples screaming for relief. "Now isn't this a sight to remember." Rafe chuckled, pulling out his phone and taking a quick picture. My arms snaked around me, trying to block my body before telling him to stop but Mr. Perfect beat me to it. He reached out, pulling the phone away from Rafe. "It's go. I want to see her walking through the crowd with that bare ass!" Despite the enthusiasm, it was clear he was trying to keep me comfortable. Chris pulled the door open, bowing low to hide his cackle. "Don't swallow anyone with those boobs darling. I'm not done with them yet."