Clark Gallagher Nude Novels & Stories

The sight was enough to melt me on the spot. The room was dim, the only light coming from a flickering neon beer sign on the wall. Nolan was sprawled across the bed, his long legs hanging off the edge. He was shirtless, his tanned skin glowing in the low light, showing off the hard ridges of his abs and the ink on his forearms. He was wearing nothing but a pair of white Tommy Hilfiger briefs, and my eyes traitorously dropped to how huge he looked in that tight fabric.

"No problem. I've been itching to go for a run." Parker seemed more self-conscious than Jaxon at stripping in front of her, his fingers fumbling with the closures for his clothing. Once she saw him nude, she couldn't understand why. The man surely descended from the titans. Broad chested, with a smattering of hair on his upper body, the man was a Goliath all over-or so she assumed. She didn't quite have the nerve to peek below.

After all, I left the compound as I saw a black car packed some miles away from my house but I didn't bother because we had neighbours around. ** ** After a long day at school I came back home, I entered my room to freshen up, when I came out of the bathroom my phone bipped. I checked it and it was my nude sent by an unknown number. Clarks POV I watched her through her room window as she looked at the pictures and videos in shock. I am quite sure this is gonna make her regret crossing my path. She was still on her white towel which she tied round her chest, the towel was an extremely short one that only covered her massive round butt.

"Clara? Do you want me to go?" I should have screamed yes. Instead, I whispered, "Stay. Just... watch. See what he's done to me." Nolan's smirk returned, triumphant and wicked. "That's my girl. Always so eager to show off." He released my wrist, but only to yank the robe open, exposing my naked body to the room. The cool air hit my skin, making my marked breasts heave with each breath. Hickeys dotted my neck and chest, handprints on my hips, dried cum flaking on my thighs. "Look at her, Jenna. See the evidence? I fucked her senseless last night and this morning. Filled her holes, made her scream."

He pushed my hand to my face and I focused on what was on his phone. My heart dropped and my breathing changed at the image before me. On his phone was a picture of me and Clark. A naked picture of both of us on his couch in his house. My jaw dropped and my heart started to beat fast as I took in every detail of the image. I swiped sideways and there was another angle of the picture but now with Clark kissing me. "What is this, Jackie?" Lucas asked and I looked at him. Tears were in his eyes. "I... No, I... It's not possible."

She didn't think of it much but unknowingly she had left clue to her enemies. "Game is over and I am the winner." Suddenly the cloth was removed, uncovering Celestine. She tried to lounge at Galith but before she could move two oh Galith's men caught her wrist. The pressure on her wrist made her hands numb and blood covered knife fell down to floor. "Leave me asshole." Celestine yelled wriggling under them but they didn't even bulge. "You did the wrong stunt little one. At first only I was going to fuck you but now my men will also have a taste of your pu*sy right now and here." Galith signaled his men.

Blake said and departed to the bathroom. Tabitha looked toward the closing door, quickly grabbed Claire’s hand, and led her to her room next to the bathroom. All she did was point at a small hole in the wall and giggle. Claire walked up to the hole and peeked through. There she saw the incredible sight in her life. Blake was nude and was about to get into the shower. His physique was flawless, and his male member was the longest and thickest she had seen. It wasn’t even erect, and she could only imagine the pleasure she would receive when she gave herself to him. Claire looked at Tabitha and smiled, motioning her to have a look as well. Tabitha blushed but also peeked at Blake from the hole.

Jill, sitting next to her, leaned over her shoulder, took one look and gasped. The headline read, 'Supermodel Scandal - Jury Member Mick Fairgate: Fornication With a Minor?' Directly below was a large picture of Mick, captioned 'Mick Fairgate - The Wolf In Sheep's Clothing ' Jill skimmed hastily. It was essentially about the report at the time for indecency with a minor and the allegation that Mick had regularly abused participants in the show. There has been a lot of claims and speculation surrounding these two main pieces of content, and all information has been said to come from a reputable insider source.

His hair was damp and his skin was still shining from the shower. My breath caught. My brain said look away, but my eyes didn’t listen. They travelled up and down those rippled muscles, broad shoulders, chiseled abs, and those thick thighs and c0ck. It was a bit hard and it was swinging as he moved. Then I noticed the TV. An unreleased film was playing; one of Smith Studios’ top stars, Clara Voss, and her co-star, Ethan Kane. The scene was intense, raw, and explicit. Her legs were spread wide and Ethan was thrusting hard inside her. She was screaming so loud. And their bodies were covered with sweat.

He stared down at Clara, still kneeling there — face flushed, lips parted, chest rising and falling rapidly beneath the sweat-soaked habit. “Lift your habit, Sister. Now. Show your priest what that sinful pussy is hiding.” Clara obeyed instantly, her fingers trembling with excitement. She grabbed the hem of the black habit and slowly raised it to her waist, exposing her thick, shapely legs, her fair skin glistening with sweat. She wasn’t wearing panties — she never did anymore when she came to confess. Her shaved pussy appeared in all its obscene glory: the outer lips swollen and deep red, parted, shining with the abundance of honey dripping from her. Her clit was prominently swollen and har