Emmy Clarke Nude Novels & Stories

*SCREAM!!!* Jeremy’s mom stood frozen in the doorway, her eyes wide with pure shock and disgust. The duvet had slipped off just enough to reveal everything — me on all fours, completely naked, Jeremy’s cock still buried deep in my ass, his cum already leaking out around where we were joined. “Oh my God… Emma?!” Aunt Linda’s voice cracked. “What the hell is going on?!”

The one empty at 11PM except for the distant hum of the city. Marcus pulled over in a dark spot between two trees. He opened the back door and pulled her out by the collar. Jax stayed in the truck, door cracked, phone out, recording. Emma stood there in the moonlight, completely naked except for the collar and the ring, plugs still deep inside her. Her belly hung low, tits leaking steady streams down her stomach, pussy and ass still twitching around the silicone.

“Take off that dress. I want you naked in your own house like the desperate housewife you are. Show me how badly you need this. How badly you’ve been starving for a man who actually knows how to fuck you.” Emma’s hands shook with a mixture of shame, excitement, and overwhelming arousal as she obeyed. She pulled the thin sundress over her head and dropped it to the floor. She stood completely naked before him in her own kitchen, her full breasts rising and falling with rapid breaths, her nipples hard and aching, her pussy swollen, red, and visibly dripping his cum down her thighs.

Her relaxed nature and calm demeanor were not something Clair appreciated. “Yeah says the woman who married her mate's brother” she scoffs audible enough to the hearing of others. Emelia could see right through her little scheme but it did not border her, she was as calm as a tod waiting its turn. “Come on… explain how you're not a slut?” Clair demanded her voice only grow by the second. Emelia still held on to her drink dismissing the eyes of the unwanted guest now stationed on her. She circulates her wine staring into it as it forms tiny bubbles.

Everything felt distant, muffled, like I was underwater. I pushed open the office door without knocking, too numb to care about formalities. Jeff was standing near the window, staring down at the ongoing protest outside, his suit jacket was draped over a chair, and his sleeves were rolled up, revealing the tension in his forearms. He looked up when he heard me enter. “Emma?” His brows furrowed as he took in my disheveled state, “What are you doing here?” I opened my mouth to respond, but the words got stuck in my throat. My vision blurred, and before I knew it, hot tears were rolling down my cheeks.

She looked like a goddess, standing with her hands on her hips and her shaved cock standing out proudly. Clara started to disrobe around the same time, just a few seconds after McKenzie. She took off her shirt, then her bra, revealing her small breast, with large chocolate colored nipples. She rubbed her breasts gently, like she as trying to warm them from the cold. Then she bent over and took off her pants. Her legs looked sleek and sexy. She looked over at McKenzie, saw that she was completely naked, and then quickly started to remove her panties as well. Unlike McKenzie and I, she wasn't completely clean shaven. She had a small tuft of black pubic hair over her 6 inch long, uncut cock. He

Perhaps I failed to mention the nude shots. "What are you talking about?" "I am talking about porn, Freddie. I have a nude gig this summer with Model Perfect." "You've never done nudes before. Are you sure you are up for that?" My mind wanders to Arlo and Freddie catches me looking at Arlo. "Emma, stop looking at him. Are you two sleeping together?" I bite my lip, there's no use denying it. I nod and he lets it slide. "Just do me a favor and keep it discreet. I can't have Model Perfect finding out that their top model is....well."

Until a message came. It was encrypted, it had no sender and couldn't be traced. It was a location ping. A single sentence: “Come alone or don’t come at all.” Attached was a video. I wasn't clear but it was enough. Emery was bound to a chair in a dark room, there were bruises on her cheek, her lip had split but she wasn't crying or screaming. Just staring at the camera like she already knew she was being watched. And I did the one thing I never do.

Krista asked as she got to her feet. "Chloe says that your cock is always hard," Emily said as they walked towards Zach's room. "Did she?" Zach asked, looking at a smiling Chloe. "My husband's cock is only 5" and he cums really fast, then he's done," Emily said. "Isn't she just the cutest?" Chloe said when they got to the room and Emily removed her bikini top to reveal her small breasts with tiny brown nipples. "I can't wait to see that big cock of yours in her pussy," she said as she knelt down and pulled Emily's bikini bottom down to reveal her hairless clamshell pussy, then stood up and removed her own bikini, her large breasts with their big brown nipples hard and jutting out, her dark-t

she asked, her eyes fixed on his. Emma walked towards the river with a purposeful stride, determined to join Lucas in the refreshing water. She untied the straps of her gown, and it fell softly to the ground, revealing her supple curves and toned figure. Next, she slipped off her underwear, and Lucas couldn't help but feel a tinge of excitement at the sight of her nudity. He tried to avert his eyes, but he found it hard to resist looking at her. Her naked body glowed in the sunlight, and Lucas couldn't help but admire every curve and line.