Emma St James Nude Novels & Stories

This sight I see makes my eyes go wide and my mouth open a wide agape. Oh my f****** goodness. I did not know when I lift my right hand and place it on my mouth. I totally can't believe this. The image I am looking at right now is the image of Amelia completely naked in bed with Nathan hovering above her, the both of them sweating previously seemingly lost in their world of pleasure with Nathan entangled to her and her legs wrapped up around his waist. He is pounding her hard fucking her furiously on the bed like they are not going to see the next day.

He twisted it to its full thirty minutes just as his friend Steve said, "Hey, look at this!" He was pointing at two wet swimsuits lying on the patio deck. Just as James recognized the bikini as being his mother's, his buddy Brian said, "Holy shit!" from behind him. They all turned to look where Brian was facing and saw James's mom, bare ass naked inside on the kitchen table with another naked woman bent over and eating her pussy.

His gaze met mine as I tried to conceal the faint scars littering my belly, back, and thighs, remnants of past abuse. "Don't hide, Alice. You are beautiful," James reassured, kissing my lips passionately. My hand trailed along his toned abs while his fingers deftly discarded my lingerie. Standing there, utterly bare, James turned on the shower. The cool water droplets accentuated his chiseled physique, making him even more appealing.

Ain’t nobody here to impress. I padded barefoot down the hallway, head still throbbin’ with every step, and pushed open the kitchen door. Emma was standing at the stove completely naked. Butt-ass naked. Her heavy titties swaying free. She moved around the kitchen like it was the most normal shit in the world—hips switching, spoon in hand, humming to herself. And right next to her? Sophia. She had on a tiny tank top and shorts that ain’t leaving much to the imagination, choppin’ vegetables fast on the counter.

She didn’t to any but, just got closer, James had stopped licking my nectar at the sound of her voice and was standing looking from me to her. “Untie me James” I ordered, hoping he’ll stick to his commitments of deferring to me always above Emma. “Don’t you dare,” Emma said in a voice filled with icicle but turning to me again with that amuse expression. “So, you can explain why you’re naked, tied to my bed like a cheap slut with my toys scattered all around?” she said as moved closer to bed and was now sitting beside me. “Well, it’s a very long story, if you’d just give me some time to explain it to you.” I said sheepishly and saw there was now mockery in her eyes.

Charlie must have hidden inside the house because he was no longer on the porch, and even when we entered the living room, he was nowhere to be found. “Yeah, it was -” I cough, choking at the last word when Jessamine takes off her wet clothes without warning. “Take off your clothes, Aiden. I don’t want you to get sick.” She glanced over her shoulder as she removed her pants, keeping her underwear. I swallowed hard, scanning her divinely beautiful body. My mouth gaped when Jessamine turned around, looking like a seductive goddess in her black underwear. I had seen her naked many times, but today… I was captivated, bewitched.

"What's wrong with me?" James stood at the door with one hand on the doorknob. He raised his eyebrows and looked at her with an ambiguous smile on his face. "You..." Elizabeth's face was burning hot and she didn't dare to look at James who was smirking, "Why don't you wear clothes?" He was completely naked. Besides, he didn't even wipe his wet hair and body. Water drops rolled down his body from time to time, which made her so shy.

James says, and some of my tension leaves my body. I nod and trot off to my bathroom. After showering and doing my hair and make-up, I reluctantly go to Emma’s room and knock on the doorframe. “Hey…” I murmur as she sticks her head out of the bathroom, one eye done up in eyeshadow, the other bare. “James showed up kind of unexpectedly. Can I borrow something you’d wear … you know … shopping someplace nice?” “He’s here?!” Emma squeals in horror. “Oh my God, you should have told me! I’m a mess–”

She barely takes a breath before sucking him hard again. I become very aware of Jasmine's tits swelling against my side, with each breath she takes. This is too fucking weird! I can't believe that I'm sitting here holding Jasmine, while voyeuristically watching her ex-boyfriend fuck my date. Amber's intense arousal quickly dispels any inhibitions she had. Tossing her blouse and bra aside, she unzips her skirt and strips off her thong. Completely naked, she lies back on the bench, lifts her knees and spreads her legs invitingly. The moonlight accents the pale, white skin on her teen-sized, tits, which almost disappear when she's lying down. Just her pink eraser-like nipples are visible, pokin

And when Mathias comes home, I will tell him what those sick fucks tried to do to his twin. I returned, and Jasmine had stripped down completely naked. I asked her to take off her clothes, not her underwear. I froze in my tracks. She was a beauty. Curvy, silky smooth, unmared skin, delicate features. Her breasts were firm and rounded. I tried to avert my gaze, but I couldn't. I had seen so many naked women, but Jasmine was a goddess. I averted my gaze to control myself and led her to the bathroom. "Get in the tub and sit," I said, and she did as I had told her.