Drew Fuller Nude Novels & Stories

If only he could draw, and he was drawing what he envisioned his mom looked like when naked… that would be it. “You may be astonished. Are there more?” Did asking make him seem like a pervert? Only Carmen will make him feel like that. “No.” “Right.” He snatched the note. Katie's cheeks flushed as he turned the page. The following page had a similar lady once more, just that, she was now wearing a spiked two-piece top that framed her tits into sharp cones. The club was next to her. Still stripped underneath the midsection, her legs were cut with swelling muscles.

“No problem.” Jax folds his bulky forearms across his chest. “Why don’t you get lost, then.” Drew doesn’t respond- he just turns tail and retreats, scampering out of the locker room. I watch after him until the door is swinging closed, then turn to face Jax. Damn, he looks good up close… I could lose myself in those blue-grey eyes of his. “You alright?” he asks, and I’m not gonna lie, the superhero act is a total turn-on for me.

As we arrived at my apartment, i immediately began apologizing but Drew caught me short. “How about you get ready for the pool while I get drinks?” He said making me nod. With shaky legs I walked up the stairs, My things were still being offloaded and Dad had gone through the trouble of getting clothes himself. I changed into a two piece that barely covered my ass and boobs. Deep down I knew what might happen but it was a question of if I wanted this. Drew wasn’t my mate but he had been helpful to me, selflessly.It almost seemed as though he liked me, did it even matter now?

I’m again all tied up so I growl and throw it away, but then I look for the source until I find the notebook. There’s a few other drawings but before I can rip them all off my eyes find one that catches my interest. In this one I'm lying on some kind of stage, completely naked and doing a drop with my legs spread wide, showing all of me, as usual. Surprisingly, this drawing doesn't seem disgusting to me like all the others. It's... it's a little hot, I guess. The thought of being up on stage dancing for Laurent, making him lose his mind. I like it.

And I know the perfect way to tip me over the edge even faster. I glance at the mirror and there we are, in the most sexily wanton position possible, my breasts jiggling and bouncing as we fuck each other and my hand in between my legs and I fuck myself along too. It's literally the most perfect nude scene ever, and it has its effect on me as I feel myself draw closer to the edge. Draaven follows my gaze and I know the image of us does something to him too as he lets out a low growl in his throat. That's the sound he makes when he's really close, I want to cum with him. I keep my eyes on the image of us in the mirror as I finger fuck my clit and Draaven fucks my pussy. The combined sight of

You should be ashamed… Fuck you, I sighed shutting off the voice in my head for good. "How do I look?" I asked still focused on my reflection. Drew stopped long enough to eat me up with her eyes. "Like you NEED to be fucked." "Perfect!" I squirmed. She slapped my ass causing the cheek to wiggle easily like a ripple. "I'd kill for an ass this wavy." I eyed her. "Same way I'd kill for your heavy tits." Drew's body looked like it had been created to assist sin in its pure form. Just one look at her body was enough to send sparks moving between your legs regardless of your sexuality.

, he groaned. He flipped her over the couch, her ass in the air for his bidding. Drew gripped her already soaked panties, shredding it without a second thought. Now, she was fully exposed to him. Her perfectly round ass glistened under the light as his mate patiently waited. "Such a beautiful ass", Drew chuckled. He dipped two fingers into her wet fold loving the way she was wet and ready for him. Laura trembled, gripping the chair for support lest she fell to the ground.

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.”

He elbowed me and grinned. “Oh, God, I don’t want to hear about the kinky, fucked up shit you two get into.” Drew made a gagging sound, then set his sandwich down. “Great. Now all I can see is your fucking hairy balls.” “Hey, I said exercise—you’re the one who twisted it into my ass being naked.” Nathan chuckled. “And what the hell are you doing see my balls? I thought you’d be envisioning Lila, though I’m glad you weren’t, but is there something you need to tell us?”

Drew asked, and Clarissa simply nodded her head in response. As Drew receives permission to ravish her, his movement grows bolder. He pulled off her nightwear, leaving her completely naked. He was not surprised that the only thing the woman had on was her nightwear. He had always used his hand to roam around her body each time he slept with her in his arms, and he noticed she had stopped wearing underwear. His eyes zeroed on her belly, and he felt proud of himself for seeing his seed germinating. “Baby girl, you are such a gorgeous goddess; seeing you alone made my dick harder. You are so beautiful, Rissa, baby.”