Elise Richards Nude Novels & Stories

“Please Daddy Prof… I am aching so much. My pussy needs to come. Do not tease me anymore.” Elias stood up slowly wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, his lips and chin glistening with my slick. His eyes were dark and possessive as he looked down at me. “You are learning fast. Now take the rest of your clothes off. I want you completely naked for me.” My hands shook as I pulled my sweater over my head and unhooked my bra letting my tits spill free. He watched every move, his cock straining hard against his trousers. I pushed my skirt down and stepped out of my soaked panties until I stood completely bare in front of him, my nipples hard and my pussy visibly dripping down my inner thigh

“Worship it.” Elias leaned forward and pressed reverent kisses along the top of her foot, then up her ankle. He removed the heel gently and continued kissing her sole, her arch, sucking each toe into his mouth one by one with devoted care. His tongue traced every inch, worshipping her like she was divine. Lilith watched him with growing heat between her thighs. “Such a good boy already,” she praised softly, running her fingers through his hair. “Now… undress me.” Elias rose to his knees and carefully removed her gown, then her black lace lingerie, until she sat before him completely naked except for her stockings and garter belt. Her body was perfection — full breasts with dark nipples, smoo

I pushed it open. Isabella was waiting. She sat on the edge of her father’s massive mahogany desk wearing nothing but a tiny black lace thong and one of her father’s expensive suit jackets…unbuttoned, hanging open to reveal her perfect naked body underneath. Her full breasts were on full display, nipples hard. Her long black hair cascaded over one shoulder. The desk was covered with framed family photos, business awards, and a large nameplate that read “Richard Voss – Owner.” The taboo of it hit me like a drug.