Emma Watson Nude Porn Novels & Stories

“I want to see all of you.” Vivian pulled the shirt over her head and dropped it on the floor then her short came off too and she wasn't wearing panties. She stood completely naked in front of him, her full breasts rising and falling with each breath, her nipples hard and pink, her shaved pussy glistening with wetness. Ethan’s eyes moved slowly over her body. “Fuck… you’re perfect,” he whispered. “Your tits are so full. Your pussy looks so pink and wet. I can see how much you want me.”

“Nak...Naked, his cheeks turn red.” OMG! What am I going to do now? Angelo Dellucci just saw me naked, he saw me naked as fuck! Oh my goodness, I'm so dead. I panic and immediately picks up the towel to cover my body and ran off like a shot. - Looking all stunning, Yemi puts on a red good pencil skirt with a white blouse with her braids looking all shiny. She knocks on the new editor's door. “Editor Coletta, you were looking for me?” she whispers through the door hole.

The adventure between Anya and Atlas had escalated into forbidden territories, where lust mixed with danger in an irresistible way. After the wild night at the motel, the messages exchanged between them became increasingly dirty and bold — promises of pleasurable pain, total submission, and toys that would make Anya beg for mercy. “Come to my house tomorrow. I’m going to show you what it really means to be a whore,” Atlas had texted, attaching a photo of his erect cock, thick and ready, with handcuffs hanging in the background. Anya, reading it in the bathroom while Pedro snored in bed, felt her pussy throb instantly. She touched herself right there, fingers buried deep, imagining what was t

'The girl is naked. "$400" "$600" "$1000" Men's voices blurted from the speaker one after another. Trembling in fear, I looked at Chandler with tears in my eyes. Chandler nodded at me as if he was telling me to face the reality - that this kind of place does exist. 'It isn't just a place for gambling... but for selling women for sexual purposes.'

I sat in the rattling prison cell that reeked of damp stones, stale sweat, and death. The walls were made of scorching silver bars. This wasn't a place to just hold werewolves; it was made to break one. The only sound was the faint drip of water somewhere in the darkness, with only a faint light flickering along the creepy walls. The cell door was left wide open, my hands unrestrained—an attempt from the guards to showcase how weak and a mutt they knew I was. Yet I was still being accused of killing a fully trained Luna.

Forgot what else was in there. Next slide: me. Naked on the hotel bed, legs spread wide, three fingers buried knuckle-deep in my soaked pussy. Head thrown back, eyes half-rolled, mouth open in a frozen moan. The timestamp glowed: yesterday morning. I yelped; my thumb jammed the power button. The phone went black. Too late. He didn’t flinch. Didn’t laugh. Just looked at me with those green eyes steady, like he’d seen worse. Or wanted to see more.

Along with her balcony door wide open the sound of Watson swimming could be heard. “Ahhh, fuck, fuck…ah” her moans pull me back to her enticing body, my eyes watched the rise and fall of her full breasts as she reaches with one hand to grasp it, while the other plays with her purple toy helping her reach climax. I couldn't resist as my hand slips into my shorts and starts pumping my semi hard on. The pre-cum almost had me grunt aloud but instead I focused on her as she arched her back and fortunately for me she turned her head towards her balcony doors. A smirk etched on my face as I realized she must think I am the one still swimming laps, as if she had the whole house to herself.

" I ignored his hollow excuses and found them utterly pathetic. Reaching into my pocket, I pulled my phone out and held it up to his face. A woman's coy, mocking voice sounded in the room. "Hello? Sadie Holten? How does it feel? Have you seen Zane's true nature yet? "I sent you the laptop on purpose. It was quite a surprise, wasn't it?" It was Cassie's voice, dripping with the smug triumph of a victor. Zane's body jolted. He stared at the phone in disbelief, then looked back at me as Cassie's voice continued. "Do you really think you've won? Zane loves me more now."

Vic tapped the arrow button and brought up a picture of another woman naked and bent over a desk. Her legs were spread and tied at the ankles to the legs of the desk, and ropes around her wrists had her arms pulled wide, as well. Behind her a muscular black guy was poking the tip of his BBC into her asshole while a white dude was feeding his dick into her open mouth. Another tap and a photo filled the screen with a naked ass. Between the spank-reddened cheeks fat cocks were shoved up the juicy cunt and the lubed asshole.

I opened the chat with Emma, she was online, and she was ignoring my messages, even the shirtless photos I sent her. I bet you can't wait to see me again. I wrote and immediately she visualized it but didn't answer. I’ve been dreaming about bathing in the lake forever, maybe this time I’ll get it. You know with the moon high in the sky, I alone immersed in the water, completely naked and horny while I jerk off thinking about you. I keep going. God, Axel, please. Said Emma. Please, that's what you'll say in my ear. I put my phone in my pocket and waited for my sister to decide to leave her room.