Drew Fuller Nude Novels & Stories

After some time, we got out of the tub and dried ourselves off before making our way back to the bedroom. As we got into bed, Drew pulled me close and whispered sweet nothings into my ear, his hands running through my hair. I giggled, I was half naked with a little towel over my chest. Drew gently pulled it off, his eyes fixated on my body. I was curious, "What are you doing?" I asked, chuckling. "Shhhh" he said, putting his hands above his lips signalling me to be quiet. I gave a mischievous smile and lay back in anticipation of what he wanted to do with my body.

Darius complained but took it anyways and when he opened it, his eyes almost bulge out. "Woah… what… fuck!" He stuttered as he stared at a picture of me completely naked and my legs parted. My vagina's tongue was on the mattress and my breasts were hard and pointed to the camera. "Aria. This is amazing." Killian whispered under his breath, I don't think he meant it to be a whisper since he called out to me but it came out that way. "You guys like it?" I asked as they flicked the pages, their eyes glued on the pictures containing my nudes.

I told him, placing a hand over his abs. The muscles tensed under my touch. I watched his cock jerk through the sweatpants, and my mouth watered. When I wanted to move lower, Drew cleared his throat and stepped away, looking anywhere but at me. "D-Do we mo-move to the porch now?" He stuttered. I pursed my lips and gave a smile. He wanted to be loyal to my baby girl. I ought to leave him alone. But all I keep thinking about is that giant dick. That sweet, huge mammoth hiding in his pants.

The guy sent me a faceless nude, a Latino guy who looked fit and large, wearing just a little cross on a chain with a hard cock that must have been 8+ inches. Omg, nice, I pulled over and texted him for a while, sent him some pics of my little ass and hole, clean shaven. And I sent pics of my body and face, I'm 5'8 and kinda muscular. He said to me, "I'll pound it and make u suck." I'm gonna refer to him as J.

Drake was standing stark naked in the dead center of the room. The light from his bedside lamp cast long, amber shadows across his physique. He was built with a lean, swimmer’s musculature, broad shoulders that tapered down to a narrow waist and hips etched with deep V-lines. His skin was pale but flushed, glistening with a fine sheen of sweat that caught the light. His chest was defined, the muscles jumping with every heavy breath he took. He was better than when I had peaked at him three years ago. His hands were occupied, wrapped firmly around his length as he worked himself. I could hear the tinny, rhythmic sounds of a pornographic video playing from his phone, which he held loosely in o

Guess I need to seriously start meditating to calm my mind again. “ …. you should have seen her face when she got out of the pool,” Dre laughed hysterically while clutching his abdomen tightly. “Man, that scene is gonna crack me up every single fucking time,” he breathed out somehow. “That wimp of a Night Walker is surely gonna be mortified for life to see those two lone, thick hair strands standing in attention in between her …. um-mm …. how do I delicately put this, oh yes ! Between her stinky, pink cave between her legs, which she so openly gave the whole world a view and prize winning pic of,” he burst out laughing into another set of explosive laughs.

"It's a great look for you. It's just a complete arsehole to draw. It's why we often draw or paint nudes. Less work. Fabric is hard" "I suspect you're giving away trades secrets." She glanced up at me, amused. "Maybe I am." I watched her, noting how hard she was pressing on her hands. "Cait?" "Yeah," she muttered, distractedly. "I could always... you know." "What?" "I could always be nude, you know." She paused for quite a while, then coughed. "I'm not going to deny that it wouldn't be a whole lot easier. But... Jenny... are you sure you're comfortable with that?"

Holy Hell. The picture is of a man standing in a pool. Someone, probably Ryan, has doodled over the face, but damn, the man's torso is ripped with muscles... Tanned... Sun-kissed... Glorious. The image almost looks manipulated because the man is just too perfect. I haven't seen many half-naked men in my days, but even I know it takes dedication to get abs and a killer chest like that! The sent image doesn't show his nether regions—it is cut short above his swimming trunks, leaving some for the imagination with a sexy trail of dark hair flowing down the center of his defined v muscle. Dear Lord, this man got the entire package!

“I’m sorry. I’m an Alpha. It’s in my nature, and despite everything, you’re still… my mate.” My cheeks heat a little at the reminder, but I shake my head again. “Get a grip on yourself next time. Ezra just wanted a portrait done to give to his girlfriend. If you consider that sexual, then you’ll be furious to find out that I drew fully nude men multiple times in college.” Arthur clears his throat. “You have?” I nod, glancing at him. “Yes. It’s common in figure drawing. It’s good to draw the body uninhibited by clothes, so that you can get a good grasp of the skeletal and muscular structure. I’ve drawn nude women, too.”

I touched Blue's chest and squeeze his nipples, my hands went down until I got a hold of his almost hard dick. We were in such intense action when we heard someone approaching our place, Drew suddenly stopped kissing me. At first, I thought it was Zie coming but when we looked at the direction where the man is coming, I was surprised to see Uno completely naked, proudly displaying his massive dick. He was like a greek god walking towards us. I can't help but felt happy that he comes here to join his friends. "Fuck! You're all horny fuckers," he commented laughing. "Tsk, I know you're gonna follow us here, you're the most perverted one between the three of us," Drew replied and pulled my face