Drew Fuller Nude Novels & Stories

My entire body went hot. Cole Dylan was standing at the edge of his king-sized bed, completely naked. His body was insane… broad shoulders, thick muscle, tattoos covering parts of his back and arms. He looked like a man, not like the boys I was used to. And he was fucking a girl with ruthless intensity.

Lord knows she has plenty. Relief floods through me and my throbbing core when Drew rolls back over with a small foil packet in between his index finger and thumb, a cheesy grin plastered along his handsome face. "We are in luck," he coos as he opens the packet up and rolls the lubricated condom over his enormous penis. I look down and gulp, nervous about the feeling to come. I'm no virgin. My old buddy Anderson and I had plenty of sex, but he was nowhere the size of Drew.

" I started the video call without taking any time to think. Drew's face popped onto the screen after a short transition. His wide grin showed a clever twinkle in his eyes while his hair looked like he had brushed it by hand. "Hey, beautiful," he said in a deep voice that sent shivers down my spine. "Can I see it?" he asked, his gaze direct and hungry. A thrilling drumbeat resonated through my chest as my heart pounded against my ribs. I became confident because I wanted to reveal to him what he didn't realize he needed. My shaking fingers hid from sight as I opened my bra with my fingertips Upon shifting the fabric to one side my rounded breasts displayed their fullness on screen. The sight

Her other breast begged for justice as he brought it out and placed his mouth on it and his other hand massaging her other bud. Celestine closed her eyes and threw her head backwards, sweet soft moans left her mouth. Damien left her breast and kissed her hot lips again. He stopped suddenly and looked down at the panting little kitten under him. He removed his shirt and threw it away. His toned body was before Celestine's eyes. Something she had never noticed before. His sexy abs were before her and she was mentally counting them. His chest was broad and hard so were his muscles, there was no doubt that he worked out a lot. His muscles weren't to be exaggerated but they were just the perfect

I say, laughing and splashing her. “I know the water is amazing; it feels so good, Layla. You realize we have no clothes down here, don't you?” “Don't worry about it. We can always shift before going back to the house.” She sighs nervously, “Good idea; I don't think I am ready for Drew to see me naked yet.” “What do you mean, Amy?” She inclines her head behind me. Nathan and Drew are standing near the bank, with furious expressions on their faces holding towels.

I obeyed, turning to face him and giving him the sexiest smile I own, biting my lips slightly. ‘’fuck!’’ he gasped before placing his right hand on my breasts, squeezing and fondling it gently. ‘’Strip.’’ he spoke, his voice low yet commanding. Still maintaining the smile on my face and my eyes connected to his, I began to undress. I had on just a pyjamas gown and a pair of panties, I tugged on the satin material from my shoulders and it fell freely to the ground leaving me in just my panties. I pulled it off and tossed it to the ground, I watched as Drew’s cock became visible in his sweatpants begging for a release. As if he read my mind, he pulled down his sweatpants freeing his member.

And that was enough. Liam grabbed his hand and pulled him toward the bed. He sat down on the edge, legs open, looking up. “Show me how much.” Drew stood there for a moment. Then he peeled off his tank slowly, revealing his cut chest, the slight tremble in his stomach. He dropped it on the floor, then shoved his shorts down in one rough motion. Liam’s eyes dropped—and stayed there. “Well damn,” he muttered, voice thick. Drew blushed, fists clenched at his sides.

They paint a picture of people naked. I couldn't believe my ears when she came to me a month after our senior graduation with a sample of her first work. I couldn't hold myself back from laughing. She actually drew a naked man laying on his bed. She was going to ask me how the work was, but I just couldn't stop laughing at her. I was thinking she'd get angry at my attitude, but she ended up laughing too.

She kept going, riding the waves, moaning loud enough to shake the walls. Finally, her body slumped. She was now sweaty, satisfied… but still alone. She sighed, wiped herself down, tossed the wet towels in the hamper, and crawled into bed. Sleep took her fast, pulling her into dreams of a man who could give her more than just release. --- Across town, Drew stirred. He was tall, sculpted like a runner, with hazel eyes and smooth brown skin kissed with just the right amount of cream, he was every bit the fantasy. And with a thick nine-inch cock? He was hard to forget.

There were pictures of Ada that he had captured while recording the content and most of the up close shots emphasized her smooth cleavages. He couldn't help but zoom in on them, he was obsessed with them. Her skin tone was immaculate, especially after she oiled up. He closed his eyes and reminisced; the feeling of her mouth around his dick, he could feel his manhood throbbing inside his pants. His imagination was interrupted by a knock on the door. Quickly alerted, Andrew minimized the photos and sat up, he adjusted his pants to hide his boner. “Are you awake, Drew?” Claudia's voice sounded from the outside.