Debbie Gallagher Nude Novels & Stories

Slowly, he stripped away his own clothes until he stood naked before her. Debbie’s eyes widened. She had never seen a man like this before. His chest was broad, his muscles carved like stone, his skin glowing in the flickering light. But what made her gulp was the hard, thick length between his legs. Her heart raced wildly. Sweat formed on her forehead. Will it even fit? she wondered, her cheeks burning red.

And when she saw I’m already searching for her name on the site that she mentioned and then her Channel, profiles comes up, so does all of her provocative photos, and her video stream archives, on top of that the first picture that pop on my phone, were her profile picture, in that picture she was topless laying on the bed with her haired sprawled and she were covering nipple with both of her hand, on each gaps of her hand her flesh mounds were spilling all over, showing just how generous her chest was, and the lower parts of her body were only covered with a see through blankets. “...Oh….that is interesting picture…you..looks…beautiful in this…Ahem!..there…I follow you there…on both Gram an

“And find something useful to do with yourself.” Hanna slowly stood up, her eyes gleaming with a different kind of fire now. She began pulling off her clothes right there in the middle of my study, the fabric sliding down her body until she stood completely naked. Her breasts were full and perky, nipples already hardening in the cool air, her waist slim, hips curving invitingly, and between her thighs, her shaved pussy on full display. She had a nice body—tight, toned from hours at the gym and expensive treatments. Any other man would have been rock hard instantly.

she shrugged inwardly. It wasn’t a big deal. It’s not like he hasn’t seen me naked before… Ugh. There goes my dirty mind again… “I haven’t seen that movie,” he said gruffly. “So I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She grinned wider. “It would be an honor if you could paint me like Jack Dawson painted Rose DeWitt Bukater. I suggest you watch the movie and let me know what you think. I’m willing to pay, whatever the price.”

I said, gloating just a bit. “Yeah, it’s not over yet big man…and I do mean big man,” Debbie said, with a sultry laugh. The womans giggled their infectious laugh again, and set about to plan their recovery. I must have looked quite the sight, sitting there almost completely nude in front of two hot, and very stoned but horny ladies, my cock hard, red and shiny with the saliva of Carol’s mouth.

Rain. My hand started sketching Debbie. It was one of the things I had so much wanted to do. But at the same time, to be honest— I had never thought of this. I mean, what was going on now? My mind was literally blowing off as I was painting this girl. But not your regular kind of painting. I was nude painting Debbie! If I wasn't going to call this a fulfilment in my career, then I don't know what is. I watched as she still felt uncomfortable. Every now and then, she had her hand covering, clutching.

The next item to leave was the trousers she wore. “This is…” Debby stifled a groan as blood pounded in her ears. She couldn’t help but stare at Kelly’s nudity, taking in all of her curves. “You’re so beautiful and sexy,” Debby finished. She wanted nothing more than to squeeze those boobs and fill her in. Kelly watched with glazed eyes as Debby fell to her knees, her delicate hands on her thighs as she took a sniff of Kelly’s arousal. She could see the wetness that dripped from her pussy.

"You girls are so fucking hot! You are going to kill me. My heart is ready to burst, and my legs are ready to collapse. You are amazing." I sat on the side of the bed, then collapsed backwards for a moment, to let my breath return. Karen stood, and helped Debbie to her feet. Whereas Karen was naked except for her panties, Debbie still was almost fully clothed. Karen was undressing Debbie, sensuously, slowly, while talking to her.

I watched her lower lip clenched between her teeth in a mischievous manner, and wondered what Patt’s reaction would be if he saw us that moment. “Take off your clothes, Pierre…please, I beg you.” Gahn whispered in an earnest tone while placing her hands on mine. Slowly, her red panty came off her thighs and legs, and soon fell on the floor. Gahn was never shy at the thought of being naked, and she was slightly aggressive when she unbuttoned my shirt and undid my pair of trousers. I undid my belt buckle and watched Gahn’s shaky hands as they went for my grey singlet. Her body was so smooth, that it shone under the white light in my room that night.