Izzy Davis Nudes Novels & Stories

On my phone propped up on the pillow, the video call was active. The screen showed a dark room bathed in red light. Big Zaddy sat in a black leather chair, wearing a sleek black mask that covered the upper half of his face. Only his strong jaw, full lips, and that intense gaze were visible. The red glow made him look dangerous. Powerful. Untouchable.

“Arghhhhh God!!! Zavian…” “Yes… that’s my name… moan for me, Dora. Moan and let everyone know who this pussy belongs to.” Possessive energy? Urgghh!!! Her stomach twisted into a knot, her toes curling so hard as she trembled and writhed, spilling her entire cum on his fingers while jerking back and forth. Zavian’s lips parted, the hot sight of her daring him to pull his trousers down, spread her legs wider apart, then fuck the defiance out of her.

Unlike him, a dominant, all he can remember is when he saw Daveryl dancing with Ivan Prowells. His Alpha's instinct rose up when he saw Ivan wrapped his arms around Daveryl's body. Someone dared to touched what he owns. "Damn it! Damn it!" He keeps cursing until he finished showering. When he went out the bathroom, Ziana is still waiting outside and she looks fine now. There's no trembling and her eyes is brightly shining. Well, the woman is beautiful, he can admit that.

However, the four beautiful women who were serving him were completely shocked instead. “My dead Zayn, good on you for being able to flaunt around the inheritance that the old man has left for you and show off. However, it’s a pity that you won’t be able to continue having those wonderful days much longer since you’re bound to be killed by my hands. I’m going to show that d*mned old man with my actions that choosing you is going to be the biggest mistake he’s made in his entire life!” After Zidane said that, he immediately stood up and jumped around, arriving at the jumping platform five meters away from him with just a few jumps. After that, he made a huge leap and dropped into the swimming

David protested but when I started riding him, grinding down to meet his thrusts, my breasts bouncing under my scrub top, he laid back and took it. God, I loved this, the power of reducing a strong man like David to mere whimpers. I shifted till the angle was perfect, his cock dragging against my G-spot with every plunge, sending shockwaves through my body. My fingers found my clit again, rubbing furiously as I bounced, the wet slap of our bodies colliding filling the air. “God, you’re so big…” I moaned, my voice breathy and broken. “You feel so fucking good. I don’t want to stop.” My other hand reached under my shirt to grab and fondle my breast.

Confess and ask for forgiveness like a lunatic convert. But what was my sin? Zane is single. I remember the cold venom in Daisy's eyes when she saw me naked in her kitchen and realised why, and I see my sin. I see it clear and lucidly. Zane is almost twice my age. He is my professor. It doesn't get any more taboo than that. "Then you shouldn't have left it lying around!" She raises her voice right back.

Unscripted Ruin Intro; This is a brutal, Filthy BDSM Erotica. Nyx Valente thought she’d seen it all. As one of the industry’s most sought-after sex p**n star, she’d been bound, fucked and used. Every inch of her body claimed for the camera, but nothing could’ve prepared her for Zephyr Dain. He too is a p**n legend. A goddamn force of nature. A man who didn’t just dominate he destroyed. From the moment she stepped on set, the power shifted. It wasn’t an act. It wasn’t just a scene. It was real.

I was just staring at him as he undresses in front of me as if he's doing a strip show. "Shit!" I cuss softly and was stunned when Zuck holds the waistband of his dark blue Calvin Klein brief and slowly take it off, I just swallow my saliva when I once again saw his almost fourteen inches dick. I'm still not used to his thickness and hugeness, the veiny lines around his huge dick are making me want him more. "I can't take my clothes off, Zuck," I said to Zuck, I can't take off my clothes because I'm lying down on the bed and I can't get up either because Zuck is standing in front of me and his massive legs are cornering my body.

Davis The tiles in the handicap stall were cold, but the girl pressed against them was burning up. My name is Davis. 20 years old, a high Senior, and this girl right here, Her name was... Cindy, or maybe Chelsea—I didn’t really care. She had her skirt bunched up around her waist, and her breath was hitching in my ear as I buried my face in the crook of her neck. The air in the bathroom was thick with the scent of her sweet perfume and the sharp smell of bleach. I was moving with a heavy, rhythmic pace, my hands locked onto her hips to keep her pinned.

Zion already sprawls in the back like he owns the damn minivan with one arm hooked over the seat while basketball shorts sling so low the waistband are a temptation. His thighs spread wide enough to scream ‘plant your needy little ass right here, sis, and don’t pretend you haven’t been dreaming about it.’ I’m nineteen and my pussy has been on a hair-trigger for him since the day our parents swapped rings in that tacky backyard ceremony. He’s twenty-two and looks like the kind of guy who could ruin your life, film it, and make you thank him for the viral clip. I crawl in with my sundress riding up my thighs. There are no panties because Jada’s psycho ass slid into my DMs at 3 a.m. with a voic