Georgia Chara Nude Novels & Stories

He’s just… staring, not so differently from the one he had knocked a tooth out of the day before. Chara is in her bra, half dressed, toned stomach rising and falling as she fastens the shirt buttons slowly, her hands strop just below the mounds on her chest. Her uniform pants are already on, but the sight of her bare skin, the long, powerful lines of her abs, has clearly knocked the air out of him. His hand still on the doorknob, eyes locked on her or more specifically, on the toned line of her bare midriff, the curve of her bra strap over sun-burnished shoulders, the long, lean muscle of someone carved from war and weather. He looks like he’s just walked into an ambush, stunned.

"We're leaving. Now." "Do you know this jerk?" Chad asked, standing and meeting me chest to chest. If he only fucking knew how pissed I was, he'd be running with his tail between his legs. I stood taller, dwarfing him by at least six inches. When I turned toward Charli, I couldn't believe my eyes. She wasn't wearing anything that I'd bought. Under my grip was some cheap gold jewelry that looked like a snake twisted around her forearm. Her eyelids sparkled. She was made up like some kind of eighties' throwback punk-rocker.

’ Samantha thought. Samantha said with surprise, “I thought Darren had told you about it. But I guess I was mistaken.” Charlotte was shocked. “Raina took a nude photo with Darren? But he said he had nothing to do with her. If there was nothing between them, where did the nude photo come from? He lied to me again?’ Just thinking of the possibility made Charlotte's heartache. She had just only started warming up to him, but her heart was once more jabbed by thousands of swords. It was so painful that she could hardly breathe.

God, it feels so dirty, so good. Emboldened, Charlotte tugged her panties down her legs, kicking them aside to the carpet with a soft thud. Naked from the waist down, she spread her knees wide, feet planted on the mattress, the cool air kissing her exposed pussy. Her fingers delved deeper now, middle finger sliding through her wetness to probe her entrance. It yielded easily, tight walls fluttering around the intrusion, a gush of arousal coating her hand. The squelch was obscene in the quiet room, wet and rhythmic as she pumped in and out, her thumb grinding her clit in messy circles. Her free hand shoved up her nightgown, freeing her small tits—pale mounds with rosy nipples erect and beggin

he says. I nod as I back away from him, pull off my white t-shirt, start undoing my purple bra. That’s when Charlie sees my Chinese tattoos. “You’re a very naughty girl,” he says, casting an incriminatory gaze at me. “You like me naughty.” “I do.” “Then fuck me naughty.” “ I’ll be the one that decides how to fuck you, my dear.” “Yes, sir.” “That’s better.” God he makes me so wet! Charlie starts unbuttoning his own shirt, gets that off and then the undershirt beneath. Then my tits spill out for him and he thrusts his head forward, eagerly seeking out my nipples to suck and twirl his tongue around.

Georgia mewled with a smile whenever he slapped her ass or fondled her breasts to tease her nipples. She got lost into the pleasure and willingly submitted even when he flipped her onto her back. She spread her legs and gasped when he slammed back inside her. His black eyes stared down at her as she bit her lip and her eyes rolled back when he mercilessly stabbed her spot and orgasmed for what seemed like the hundredth time. "God, you're so sexy." She commented and moaned when he snapped his hips forward. Georgia's hand couldn't resist the sexy body in front of her. She traced his neck, his specs, and teased his nipples and his body jerked. She smirked and her naughty fingers slid down his s

"Maybe, I am. I really don't care. Not anymore. I'm done trying to please everyone. I'm done" Anya shook her head in disbelief. How had Yuka changed so much? ... Charlotte heaved a big sigh as she dropped down in a crouch position. Her muscles felt sore from all the hours she'd just spent on working out. Heaving another sigh, she rose to her feet and grabbed a towel. She cleaned up and slipped on her pants and leather jacket. Nightfall had arrived and the stars had taken their place in the night sky. Charlotte took a moment to admire their shimmering beauty. Then, she turned away to leave the sparing arena. She was startled by the figure sitting by the corner, shivering hard.

she whispers seductively, removing the blindfold. My eyes adjust rapidly. Zak is laid out on the bed—bound, ball-gagged, and flushed with pleasure. A thrusting vibrator pulses inside his ass, and a vibrating cock ring encircles his thick, rigid length. He’s a moaning, desperate mess, sweat coating his muscled body, eyes wide and needy as he watches me. I nearly cum at the sight of him. Charlie circles us both, riding crop in hand. Her corset hugs every beautiful curve, highlighting her firm breasts, waist, and the swell of her ass. She is stunning, confident, fully in control.

Just two inches taller than Fiona's 5' 6", she was wearing her long straight black hair pulled back in a pony tail. He shook her hand as she flashed a brilliant smile at him. There was a definite twinkle in her dark eyes. Fiona moved to the next lady to continue the introductions. Charlize was the shortest of the group at maybe 5' 2", but she also looked to be the strongest as well. She had full sleeve tattoos on her muscular arms and her short sleeve top showed them off quite well. She wore her jet black hair cropped close on the sides and just slightly long from her bangs, over the tip of her head to her shoulders. The tips of the longer hair was dyed violet. Fiona said she was a friend fr

She stares at me, unable to look away, to flee, to deny. I let her fall even further. She collapses to the ground, her arms around her knees, her head buried in her arms, sobs uncontrollable. Her hair clings to her cheeks, wet with tears. She trembles all over, caught in a cyclone that I control with my gaze. LUCAS