Christina Parrish Nude Novels & Stories

“I look good,'' he muttered out loud. He spins around in a 360'. He unbuttons 3 top buttons to show his muscular chest. He flexes his pecs and he loves what he sees.. he winks at himself before heading downstairs to wait for the comare. Christina walks down the stairs in a white body hugging dress with a low neckline. It shows off her cleavage just enough. She accessorised with a white pearl necklace and matching studs. And colorless heels adorned her feet. She carried a diamond studded purse. Big enough to fit her mini gold crested pistol. Her curly blonde hair bounced up and down. She looked like a goddess walking on air with her beautiful crimson smile. Michael's jaw drops with excitement

Chloe said, her green eyes wide with astonishment at the sight of me groping one of her friends while the other orally satisfied me. Christine stood up, my rigid penis releasing from her mouth with a pop. "I feel really horny, Sir. I need a fuck," she added as she began to undress. "No, I can't!" I begged her but she pulled off her tie and blouse and stepped out of her skirt to reveal small white briefs, a plain matching bra and those black hold-up stockings. Christine's body wasn't quite as curvaceous as Brigitte's with longer legs and a more slender bottom but her breasts were still large and her skin slightly tanned. She reached behind her back to undo her bra.

I smiled, putting a large sum of money in his hand just before I shut the door in his face. “Did you just pay the attendant not to show his face for the week?” Crista asked, hands on her hips but a smile tugging at her lips as she tried not to laugh. She’s positively glowing, standing there in her nude flats and her soft pink floral print long sleeve babydoll dress. Her dark hair hung loose past her shoulders in soft curls. She seems to get more beautiful with each passing day. “Of course I did. I don’t need him or anyone interrupting us. We have enough of those at home.” I smiled, stepping closer. Chesed stepped forward more, though not entirely.

Sweet Christ. There was a reason my girl was a model. A nude model. She possessed a body that had the power to render me speechless. I wasn't done revealing my master- piece yet, though. I reached for her top. It was a one-stop shop too. Nothing underneath. I wanted to shout out a triumphant YES. Her breasts spilled out to the side as soon as I got that shirt off over her head.

My jaw dropped. Zara was on her bed, completely naked, her pale skin glistening with a light sheen of sweat under the soft glow of ring lights set up around the room. Multiple cameras were positioned strategically—one on a tripod facing the bed, another on her desk capturing a side angle, and her laptop screen showing a live feed. She was arched back against plush pillows, legs spread wide, one hand between her thighs moving rhythmically with a massive vibrating dildo, the other pinching and twisting her swollen nipples hard enough to leave red marks. Her eyes were half-closed in ecstasy, lips parted as she gasped and whimpered like a bitch in heat.

Fuck them. Larissa pulled her crop tee up and held it in place with her teeth, exposing a bare chest. I already knew she wasn't wearing a bra but the image was too much of a turn-on. She rolled her nipple with her other hand, propping her knees to get a better balance. Her moans were melodies heating my blood, her voice was a force stirring my heart, and her expression guided my hand to my pants. "Don't," she suddenly snapped. She spat out her top and glared at me. "You're not allowed to touch yourself. That's my job,"

Christian said in a husky voice and started removing her saree, leaving wet kisses on the nape of her shoulder. Christian removed her earrings and the choker jewellery around her neck. He kissed every inch of her body, pressing his hard manhood into her core. The atmosphere turned hot. Christian removed her blouse and opened the hook of her red lacy bra while Mishka hid her face in his chest, shyly. “Lie back,” Christian pushed her back on the bed with his right hand and her upper naked body came into his direct view. Mishka tried to cover herself, but Christian stopped her, pinning her hands above her head.

She takes in deep breaths and then spoke, “ wow, you’re handsome, my name is Christa “. She extended her hand , I also introduced myself and we both had a handshake.. Lilla removed her shirt and she proudly walked with just her bra on. Christa wanted us to take off our entire cloths, and as unruly as that might‘ve been, I declined, saying that, I didn’t feel comfortable walking around without my cloths on. Lilla sort for Christa‘s help, telling her that I shouldn’t be sent back home. I wanted too, but then again, grandmother would kill me if I leave her favourite grandchild alone in this hours _ we should be asleep but here we are, surrounded with naked teens..

She kneeled beside Rick but didn’t seem to notice she was nude. “Rick!” she yelled, but it didn’t stop Aarshon from pulling her away from the man. Nix struggled to get away from him. It was at this moment that she noticed she was nude. Nix stopped moving when she felt his body against hers. Aarshon seemed to notice that she stopped struggling, but it didn’t dawn on him that she stopped because she was nude.