Derek Yates Nude Novels & Stories

The new world that he had awakened in was a thrilling spot, and he felt like the underhanded despot. He did something he had never done before, Derek wound up gazing at his mom's chest. She dressed moderately, however it was difficult to stow away from such bosom and those large hard nipples. He imagined Judith was naked, and he felt like he was pulling some strings he had pulled with Ella.

Derek's heart began to race as he headed into the bathroom in his boxers. He looked up and saw her standing under the shower. “Are you sure you want me to come in?” he asked, and Ashley opened the glass. “If I wasn’t sure, I wouldn’t have called you in, okay?” she stated, smiling widely. He nodded and moved closer to her. His feet were shaking as his eyes fell on her naked body. His eyes widened as soon as they dropped to her beautiful b**bs.

The man's body hits the floor with a sickening thud, his eyes going glassy as life drains from him. I stumble back, my stomach lurching, but I don't have time to process the violence because the black wolf collapses slightly as its fur melts into skin, its limbs reshaping. Within seconds, the wolf is gone and Derek stands there, naked and splattered with blood. His cock is on full display, and despite the horror of the moment, despite everything, my traitorous eyes can't help but notice. Fuck. "Sonya, thank goddess." He grabs a tarp from the corner and wraps it around his waist, his voice rough with what sounds like genuine relief. "Are you hurt?"

“Strip. Everything off.” Mia removed the hoodie and shorts in seconds, standing completely naked under the bright lights. Her full tits heaved with every breath, nipples stiff. Her pussy glistened, puffy and ready. Derek shoved her down onto the grass on all fours. “Ass up. Show me that slutty hole.” She arched her back, spreading her knees wide. He knelt behind her and spread her cheeks, spitting directly on her asshole before driving two fingers into her dripping cunt.

She went over to the coffee table, and picked up the pictures of her and her friends. She was totally nude in all of them. In one she was sitting on the edge of the hot-tub, her friend Misty climbing out beside her. In another she was leaning back, and Misty was rubbing her tits against Krista's; an unidentifiable blonde was turned away from the camera in the background. The third was by far the most incriminating. Krista was in the house, lying on my bed, her eyes open wide and her mouth forming an 'O'. Misty was lying beside her, on her stomach, her legs spread with a clear view to her closely cropped twat. In this one, my wife was sitting on the edge of the bed drying her hair with a towe

he groaned with exhaustion. “Thank you, darling. You’re not half bed yourself,” she complimented as she sashayed over to the chair she had placed her black purse on. She pulled out a silver lighter and a matching cigarette case. Derek blew out with satisfaction as Whitney lit a long slim cigarette. She sashayed her naked body around the bed to his side as she took a draw from the cig. She looked like a sexy Audrey Hepburn – without clothes. Her breasts were a good C-cup and her nipples were dark. Her pussy was clean as a baby’s bottom and her ass had enough weight for a man to get a good grip – nothing more, nothing less.

The third night blurred into pure addiction. The basement had become our secret lair now. Ryan had crashed early after heavy beers, his snores filling the house. Tyler had texted me a simple “door unlocked”as our code. I slipped down the stairs quietly in socks that silenced my steps on the tiles. The dim lamp glowed softly, showing his form naked on the couch, cock in hand stroking lazily as he waited with a devilish grin when he spotted me descending.

Proceed" He spoke curtly. His attention shifted to the laptop screen and I did the same, a deep sense of fear pitted in my stomach. The screen was completely dark, soon enough, that changed when the lights flickered on. It looked like a storage room, there was an unmoving figure on the ground, I almost didn't recognize him. Derek! My heart lunged to my throat, he was wounded, both of his eyes were swollen, there was dried blood on his nose, it was situated at a weird angle like it had been broken. He was naked except for a torn pair of trousers. The same he had worn yesterday morning.

After removing it, I collapsed back onto the bed, where I was completely nude in front of two perfectly clothed men. I observed them getting up. Derek began unbuckling his pants as Kenny waited a little. Pulling his pants down Derek's hard dvvk was visible. I was accustomed to his rod already. The length and thickness genuinely piqued my interest in Kenny's Like the bad b!tch I was, I instantly dropped to my knees and sucked Derek's rod in my mouth. In addition to removing his trousers, he threw his top over his head and onto the bed.

she said to herself, a jab of loneliness stabbing at her heart. Three hours later, Zoey found herself in the courtyard, looking for Derek. What she found was half naked James sparring with his men. There he stood wearing nothing but a pair of loose shorts barely covering his thighs and a pair of sneakers, his hulky body on full display. He was shaking out his drenched hair, the beads of sweat trickling down his body slowly, almost as though they hated to leave him.