Elliot Norris Nude Novels & Stories

When they finally found a vacant room, Elliot was now fully hard. “I love big cocks, Elliot,” Liz said, ” how long is it?” “Ten,” was all he said, “pleawe, take off your, clothes and let me see your body!” Jenny did a slow strip tease, hanging first her bra then her panties on Elliot’s erection until by the time she was naked, she was leaking cunt juice down her thighs!

“That’s not listening, this is a mistake. Nyx is legal and consenting here” "Close your mouth." Elliott stepped forward, pulling me with him so that my back pressed against his chest. His cock, still half-hard, pressed against my ass through his trousers, a dirty reminder of what he’d just done to me in front of everyone. "You think I don’t know about the side deals?"

She hadn't recover from the mind blowing feeling yet. Elijah got out of bed and began to remove his belt. He removed his jean and shorts. His erection sprang free, standing all proud and tall. Emma looked at his manhood and gulped, she hadn't seen him yesterday clearly. She felt shy seeing Elijah's manhood. He was huge and Emma could not help but stare at it. Elijah found her expression amusing. "Why not feed your mouth too?" He told her sexily. She looked at him not sure of herself.

It had been so long since I'd had any form of sex apart from DIY, I came a lot quicker than either of us expected and I might have worried the neighbours as my scream was so loud at the end. I was trembling with closed eyes, squeezing my tits for some kind of relief and when I finally looked up Ellis was now naked and tugging on his massive cock. I wasn't really a fan of tattoos but Ellis looked so sexy covered in them, even the two lightning bolts in his neatly trimmed pubic area. Still tugging his 8 incher Ellis ran his fingers up and down my sticky pussy then pushed three together and slowly slid them into my cunt. "Oooohhh." I sighed as I pushed my face deeper into my arm and grabbed my

Nora was standing naked , she had just a pant on with nothing . Fuck . She looked so hot , hotter than I could ever have imagined and with her legs crossed , I felt a part of me getting excited . What the fuck was I doing .

I follow him still in awe looking at everything in the house. Elliot starts doing a small tour of the house as we walk past the doors until we reach his bedroom. He opens the door and there’s a massive bed in the middle of the room, a super king size. He opens the door in the end and walks inside while I move my hand softly around the room. I sit on the end of the bed and Elliot walks out in Panama pants and topless. His body is like a freaking work of art. His tattoo hugging his torso makes me lick my lips. It looks like it’s moving as he moves, it’s so beautiful that I can’t move my eyes. He kneels in front of me and smiles as he starts opening my dress and pulls it off of my body.

But I have to say, I'd have a lot of fun unzipping that and taking it off of your body though. I smirk. Kris: Oh, I'm sure you would. Elliot: Knowing the body that's under the dress, I wouldn't be able to keep my hands off of you. Kris: I do like the sound of that. I receive a picture attached to Elliot's next message. I open it, curious as to what I'll find. My eyes widen and I instinctively drag my bottom lip through my teeth at the sight of him. There he is, standing in front of his bathroom mirror almost completely naked, aside from a towel loosely tied around his waist. The longer section of his brown hair falls across his forehead and his hazel eyes gaze over the frame of his phone. Go

Elliot found some boy clothes in the box. " It looks like a man was stranded on this island. Or maybe he was one of the tourists. I found some clothes here, he said, picking a few of them. Elliot took off his shirt in Keisha's presence. " Uum, what are you doing? She asked looking nervous. " Taking off my clothes, you should too, he said with a serious face. " No! You can't do that. I mean, at least not in my presence.

Scott’s POV The elevator doors opened straight into Elliot’s hidden playroom, and my breath caught. Dim red lighting, black walls, a suspension rig hanging from the ceiling like something out of a dark fantasy. Padded benches, hooks, a rack of toys that made my cock twitch. This wasn’t just sex anymore. Elliot was letting me into the part of himself he kept locked away. He stood in the center wearing only black pants, his tattoos looked so beautiful under the dim light, with his steel-gray eyes locked on me like a predator. “Strip for me.”

He photographed and filmed everything, building an extensive private collection of his living masterpiece. One afternoon he unbound her completely for the first time. “Run,” he said calmly, standing naked in the middle of the massive studio. “If you can reach the door, I’ll let you go.” Liora didn’t hesitate. She sprinted toward the heavy steel door at the far end of the warehouse. Her heart soared for a brief second — freedom was so close. Elias caught her easily. He tackled her gently onto a pile of soft mats, pinning her beneath his powerful body. He forced her legs apart and slammed into her from behind, fucking her hard and deep on the floor.