Iniko Nude 소설 & 이야기

A girl walks along the hallway half-dressed, being escorted by a man in black as they appear every so often in the windows. But Niko's appearance, who walks outside in nothing but a pair of lowly hung lounge pants, his body bronzed like any Italian god, that intrigues me. His chest chiseled to perfection, a deep v running down into those pants. My eyes rise back up to his face; his usually sleeked-back hair now acts as a curtain to either side of his face. A cigarette hangs from his lips as his bellows smoke into the air above him.

I looked at them one by one. At first, they were just pictures of Uncle and his ex-girlfriend, but when I got to around half of it, I held my breath at what I saw. There were pictures of Uncle and his ex-girlfriend posing naked, and near the end there were even pictures of them kissing, on top of each other, and other similar poses that were R-18 and erotic-looking. “What’s… that?!” Irina pointed to the lady’s chest.

I turn my head sharply to peer out the French doors. Well, Nico is no longer among the missing, because there he is, laying back on a lounger. I can see him through the greenery in the landscaped planter. He's in his bathing suit and shirtless. Those pecs and abs that tantalize me almost constantly now are on full display. But what's worse is that Nico's bare chest is being enjoyed by an up-close audience of one . . . a beautiful woman who, from what I can see from this vantage point, is wearing a barely-there bathing suit herself.

Nico was always in charge. Once she walked into my room and shut the door. I looked up from my homework and started to speak but she stopped me with an upraised hand. Her hair was sporting a bright purple streak on the right side. Nico unbuttoned the raincoat that came down to her knees and let it drop to the floor. Of course, she was naked underneath. Her pubic hair had a matching purple streak.

Always impatient, and thirsty for me. I smiled and let the imaginary hands roam over my breasts and hips, letting the fantasy pull me deeper. Fingertips touched my waist. My eyes flew open. I gasped and stumbled back, pressing myself against the cold tile wall. Don Nero stood in front of me, completely naked. His masculine chest was adorned with a coiled viper tattoo that seemed almost alive. Its fangs looked so real. My eyes involuntarily dropped lower. He was hard, thick and proud. I was sure of it! Big d!ck!

"Okay. Do you want on-location or at the studio set?" Ingrid couldn't hide her excitement. "On-location sounds nice." Cade turned to Noah, who was behind him, with a grin. "Noelani, do you want a new nude photo?" Ingrid looked at her boss. "You have a nude photo, sir?" she asked, smiling. "I wasn't nude," Noah said, embarrassed, narrowing his eyes at Cade. "Why did I let you guys convince me back then?” "He was wearing skimpy swimwear," Cade told Ingrid. "The picture is on my I*******m; do you want to see it?"

But the bigger part the part between my legs is still pulsing still wet still hungry. Matteo finally slips out of me with a wet sound. I whimper at the emptiness. He flips me onto my back gentle for once spreads my thighs wide so he can watch his cum drip out of me onto the white comforter. "Look at that mess," he murmurs thumb brushing my swollen clit making me twitch. "Your daddy's princess bed ruined just like you." Nico kneels on the mattress beside me. His fingers trace the bite marks on my breasts the handprints on my hips. He leans down sucks one nipple into his mouth hard enough to make me arch.

“That’s it, sweetheart. Take it. Daddy’s so proud of his brave girl.” Nick admired his work, running a bare thumb lightly over the fresh piercing. Lucy nearly came from the single touch. “Beautiful. Now she’s going to feel this every time she walks, sits, or gets fucked.” The room thickened with raw, depraved tension. Nick stripped off his shirt, revealing a chiseled, tattooed torso. Mark followed, shedding his clothes until both men stood naked and hard beside the bed. Their cocks were massive—Nick’s long and thick with a slight upward curve, Mark’s even girthier, heavy balls hanging low. Both leaked precum.

Laksh's POV: What the fuck i s wrong with m e??? Why...? Why I did that...? Fuck...!! I also dont know...!! Her those Innocent eyes, her those Innocent gaze, her all those Innocent act.....all those made m e captive o f her. M y all fuse were got blast when I saw her i n that dress... Fuck...!! Her those sexy curves, and her Innocent smile, has made m e so fucking turned onn.

I noticed on the clock that it was only five of the clock in the morning, and it was still dawn. I left the house first and noticed some puddles outside due to the heavy rain last night. But I noticed Raphael was cleaning, and they were all naked. The man of their bodies is blushing because the surrounding area is gradually becoming lighter. "Heart, good morning." Miko noticed me, so I smiled and waved at them. "Good morning to you, too." I also greeted them, and they simply waved, but Raphael approached me, smiled, and kissed me on the cheek.