Isabella Sermon Nude Novels & Stories

"Imagine you are standing in front of me; I am wearing that tight red dress that drives you insane. I want you to feel as you are pulling the strap aside and kissing me softly on my shoulder. Then you scrunch your fingers into the seams and pull it over my head. I am completely naked and exposed, only for your eyes to see. You gently nip at my nipple, and you watch me as I clench my thighs together." Holy shit! Does this woman want to kill me? I am throbbing to an enormous ache. She cannot possibly come up with anything more erotic than this. This is Isabella that we are talking about, she tried having phone sex once, and she miserably failed. This is the hardest that I am going to get. Ya…y

“Take the gown off.” Isabella shimmied, the gown falling in a pool around her legs. She stepped out of it and kicked it away, standing in just her underwear. “That too.” She gets rid of them quickly, throwing them to a corner in the office. She doesn't wait for me, sitting back on the desk and then she spread her legs open, showing me her cunt. I make a needy noise, my cock weeping as I bent to look at her. “Fuck me princess,” I said.

Isabella's pov…. My breath hitched As I watched Rafael watch me with those eyes. He brushed his thumb on my bare pussy and I gasped He groaned “ The things I want to do to you Isabella” He tells me rubbing his thumb on my clit. I gulp, the most sensible thing would be to get off this table and run away, but I couldn't, I looked up at him with glazed eyes. He groaned and put his fingers in his mouth, I let out a little moan

How thoughtful of her but I really don't care! "Mother, leave me alone! Let me be... I want to be hell alone!" I yelled. Everything had begun to display right before my eyes. The more it shows up, the more angry I become. I couldn't help my tears, they came streaming down my face as though it were a stream. I burst into tears. "Mon, what Brown told me was nothing but a lie! Isabella is living like a queen over there. We are both wrong about her present condition. She is happy and comfortable! "

I opened my closet, pulling out a shirt when Isabella’s voice broke the silence. “You have a really nice body, Mr. Ezekiel,” she said with a smirk. I glanced over my shoulder, surprised by her comment. “Your mom talks way too much about me.” Isabella tilted her head playfully and stepped closer. Without hesitation, she reached out and began buttoning my shirt. Her fingers brushed against mine, and I instinctively moved my hand away, feeling uneasy. “She didn’t lie, though,” Isabella continued, concentrating on the buttons. “It’s true—you are handsome.”

Isabella! My body reacted before my mind caught up. I was in her room in seconds, shoving open the door without a second thought And looked around frantically, what I saw made my heart stop. Isabella was collapsed on the shower floor, naked, soaking wet, and trembling violently. Tears streamed down her face as she gripped her head, her entire body was convulsing. “L-Luca,” she sobbed, eyes wide with pain. “M-Make it stop!”

Quinn carried her back and changed her clothes. Isabella immediately looked inside her sleeping gown. There were no marks on her body. She breathed a sigh of relief. However, she still felt bad when she realized that Quinn saw her naked when she was unconscious. She buried her head in the bed and screamed, feeling awkward. "What's wrong?" Quinn's deep and sexy voice sounded. Isabella trembled in fear and felt worse. Isabella raised her head and looked over quietly. Quinn was sitting on the sofa in the corner across the room and looking at her with a document case in his hand.

I almost dropped my brush, and spoke with a mouth full of toothpaste, "You're joking." "No... I'm certainly not. He's naked, and he's jerking his big cock for me." she paused, biting her lip. "God... That thing is huge." The last words escaped her mouth with a huskiness. I looked on as she instinctively spread her legs, exposing her pussy just to him for the first Marcuse. I became impossibly excited, I had to have her that instant. "Alright Isabella, close the damn blinds!" I began removing my pants as I said it.

Once the rebellion has dealt with Kit once and for all, Isaiah can be reunited with his mother, who his father has been keeping him from. I just wish I could tell him that now... "Let's go swim," Isaiah encourages, shrugging off his shirt. "I didn't bring anything-" "Who cares? No one is going to see," he prompts, grinning broadly. I look down the beach, and sure enough, the only two people who are on the beach are walking away from us. I exhale through my nose, trying to keep my gaze away from Isaiah and his bare, sculpted chest. "You're going to see," I remind him, wrapping my arms around myself. I'm not exactly a pious person, but I know it's dangerous to be undressed around Isaiah, in th

Kendrick ignored him and buried his head in his palms but when he started hearing Isabella's name from the presenter on TV, he had to lift his head and watch what was going on. It's not new hearing or seeing Isabella's name. He often sees and hears about her, mainly because Kendra took her as a role model. From the presenter. * Wow, after watching miss Isabella's interview about her life and everything she went through. Like...I can't believe she went through all that, she was raped on her birthday but in all that she came out strong. Wow! Wow! I wanna be like her really. Fighting her way up to success. She has two kids now, twins who are currently staying in Buford Wyoming....*