Georgia Engel Nude Novels & Stories

She was stark and nude, with some naked guy behind her with his hand covering her breasts and his lips on her lips. Her face was partially covered with her hair, but I knew Gwen very well; I knew every inch of her body. I flipped through the pages of the magazines and found about five more of them: in a hot tub, showering, on the bed, making out on the kitchen counter, and in a pool. Everything about them screamed erotica. The last thing I wanted was a picture of them having sex. I sighed internally when I saw nothing close to a picture of that sort. "Dyl, calm down. Maybe it's not what it looks like," Ezra said, squeezing my shoulder gently.

"Oh, goodness! Why are you still in bed?" Gina found Rhonda on the bed, lying down, watching a N*****x series, gliding into the late Sunday afternoon with nothing to desire except a full glass of red, fully naked for nobody to appreciate. Until now. She yawned and stretched, pulling everything taut. Flat stomach, muscled thighs, and pert breasts. She smirked, reached for the glass, and downed a swig of her wine insolently—spilled the liquid off her lips, wetting her breasts, then her stomach.

A quiet feminine moan. My hand froze on the handle. I cracked the door open just enough to look inside and the sight hit me like a punch to the gut. Elena was still on the table, legs spread wide in the stirrups. The gown had fallen completely open, exposing her naked body. One hand cupped her full breast, pinching the nipple, while the other worked frantically between her thighs. Two fingers plunged in and out of her glistening pussy, making obscene wet noises. Her clit was swollen and red from attention. Her head was tilted back, lips parted, and those erotic moans spilled freely from her mouth.

When she found what she was looking for, she pulled it out and let it rest against her stomach while she unsnapped the buttons on the sides of her panties to take them off. The trail of pre-cum I left on her dress reminded me that I didn’t have any condoms. But she didn’t care. She stripped down to her bra and sat on it while I did my best to control the wheel. “It's been a long time since I felt this.” She whispered in my ear while moving her hips in slow, steady circles. “Nobody gets me like you, Monty. Nobody touches me like you. Nobody makes my body ache like you.” Her heavy breathing and clawing on my skin let me know she needed it more than I did.

She wasn't complaining anyway. She gets to keep her life after all, and also enjoy this new sensation... ' How would this feel in me?' The thought crossed her mind and she didn't even know she was moaning as she sucked his cock and touched herself simultaneously. " I'm guessing you've never seen her this slutty have you?" Jason said to Harrod who stared in shock, not smiling anymore. He totally ignored Georgia's current actions. Harrod didn't answer and just stared at Georgia in shock, watching her blonde hair bouncing around as she sucked greedily on Jason's member.