Ella-rae Smith Nude Novels & Stories

“Mind company? Sauna's calling.” The boys stared at each other before they nodded and led the way. The locker room was steamy already, empty save for the echo of lockers slamming. They stripped down—Eli peeling off his tank, revealing a smooth, lean torso dusted with hair trailing south; Noah's broader chest with hard nipples from the chill. Rafe shed his shirt last, tattoos sprawling across his back like a map of battles won, pecs heavy, a dark line of hair arrowing down to his waistband.

Zelena. The sky was a clear crystal blue and the bright sunlight twinkled on the top of the water. Coming to the beach was a fantastic idea. I wanted time to just relax and hang out with my friends, even if Cole was still a no show. The soft white sand felt great under my feet. I curled my toes and dug them under the sand. Smith and Nat dropped the esky and picnic basket and laid out some towels. I sat down on the edge of a towel and buried my feet into the sand. Smith stripped down to his swim shorts and Nat slid her dress down her body and let it drop at her feet. She was wearing a skimpy black string bikini that sat high up on her hips and barely covered her breasts. But hot damn does she

Jake explained. "I don't care. I don't want another female to see you naked." Rae huffed. "Baby it’s not like that." Jake denied. "Really? Ok fine. I'm going to walk around the house nude in front of the guys. And that shouldn't bother you right? Since you're all used to it? Having the guys see my nude body means nothing right?" Rae demanded. "Yes please." Kile replied. ——Punch——

She could feel her juices mixing with the water droplets running down her inner thighs. She pushed the glass door open slowly. She stepped out onto the bath mat, completely naked, water dripping from her long hair onto her shoulders, breasts, and down her flat stomach. Her pussy was fully exposed, smooth and glistening. Ryan’s eyes raked over her. He took in her small perky breasts with their hard pink nipples, the curve of her waist, the athletic tone in her legs, and the slick pink folds between them. “Fuck, Ella, you’re perfect.” he breathed.

Havermouth, Eight Years Before Rhett sat on the lip of the hot tub wearing only his boxer shorts, his stomach muscles visible as he laughed, and his hair sticking to his face from the steam, the heat flushing his cheeks. His skin was so white that Cameron wondered if Rhett had ever taken off his top outdoors, but the paleness of his skin didn’t seem to worry the girl who knelt on the seat laughing up at him flirtatiously, her bra and panties made transparent from the water.

Fortunately Ellen hand clapped her palms to create a shockwave at the last moment to escape their combined strike. "Alright! That was pretty good… both of you." Ellen spoke as both Alice and Aria were hanging upside down on the tight ropes around the ring, "You almost had me. Good Job." The shockwave Ellen created tore the tight leather garb exposing their fat buttocks and breast on the display to the entire audience. They both had lewd tattoos and piercings in almost every private part of their bodies. Nothing was left for imagination and since both voluptuous ladies were buck naked. Fortunately, since there were no men in the audience, it could be much less embarrassing for them.

Even Miranda, who grew up in California knew who that couple was. “Do you have any evidence to support that scandal, Kelly? It would only be a rumor if we don’t have any evidence,” I inquired hopefully. Kelly grinned at me and dotted something on her phone. A few seconds later when she presented a few photographs right in front of my face. It was Aerah with Finn Johnson, both naked and together on the same bed. She slid the photos several times to show me more pictures, making me smile even more. Gross. “Oh, I found a video, too. Geez, this is a sex scandal.”

We can trade and end it all. Clicking on the video, I watch as Aria is sunbathing in the backyard, topless. She starts out on her stomach, but then turns onto her back, showing off her magnificent tits. The video is only about ninety seconds long, but it’s enough to get my blood boiling. This is way too close for comfort! They could have snatched her right from under our noses. The video is time stamped from just a few hours ago, so it’s possible that they could have taken her.

His hair was damp and his skin was still shining from the shower. My breath caught. My brain said look away, but my eyes didn’t listen. They travelled up and down those rippled muscles, broad shoulders, chiseled abs, and those thick thighs and c0ck. It was a bit hard and it was swinging as he moved. Then I noticed the TV. An unreleased film was playing; one of Smith Studios’ top stars, Clara Voss, and her co-star, Ethan Kane. The scene was intense, raw, and explicit. Her legs were spread wide and Ethan was thrusting hard inside her. She was screaming so loud. And their bodies were covered with sweat.

Notifications stacked up like a goddamn storm warning. Some group chat. Kayla’s friends. [New Video: “LMAO our girl’s slaying”] [Kayla’s going global] I should’ve deleted it. Instead, I tapped. The screen lit up and my world broke. Kayla. Half-naked. Lying on a sunbed near some kind of pool cabana. Bikini top flung off to the side. Legs spread wide. One man between them, thrusting deep and hard. She was moaning like a pornstar. Loud, unfiltered and completely consumed.