Izzy Davis Nudes Novels & Stories

*Can't wait to feel this monster split me,* the thought made her moan around him, vibrations drawing a hiss from Darius. He pulled her off gently after minutes of worship, cock glistening with her spit, strings connecting her lips to the tip. "Clothes off. Wanna see what I'm ruining." Jane scrambled up, peeling away tank and panties in a frenzy, the air cool on her flushed skin. Naked, she backed to the bed, sprawling on the sagging mattress, sheets smelling faintly of bleach and past fucks. Legs spread wide, knees to chest, she presented herself—pussy lips puffy and pink, hole winking slickly, clit begging. Darius loomed, shedding his shirt to reveal chiseled abs, then climbed over her, coc

After that, he stripped his pants off as well. Once he was almost completely naked, he sat down on the edge of the bed. His hands were on the metrus while his eyes were staring at Dabria. She walked closer towards the bed. Dabria was wearing a blue camisole tank top along with a blue handkerchief chiffon skirt. Dabria sat on Zeus' lap as she pulled the tank top off of her head. She threw the tank top on the floor. With one hand, Zeus unclasped her bra. Zeus started stroking her skin. The trail started from her face. And it reached in between her legs. Dabria's breath hitched as she felt Zeus' finger tips invading the part of her skin that no one could dare to touch. No one but only Zeus coul

His eyes, dark and hungry, dropped instantly, boring into the space between her thighs with an intensity that made her skin flush. "Open your legs. Wide. For the camera." She watched his Adam's apple bob as he swallowed hard. "Mr. Wright…" A flush of heat crept up her neck. He had explored every inch of her in person, but this—this deliberate, performative nudity—was a new and daunting frontier. Her vulnerability was magnified by the lens. "I want to see you, Zia. Open wide for me." His voice was softer now, but ragged with need. She could see he was on his own bed, clad only in boxer briefs, the hard lines of his body tense.

I was hoping my happiness will last for at least tonight. This makes me wanna strangle her to death. Couldn’t she have waited one more day to make an appearance? I stood there like a wood staring at the woman, my mate has cried and mourn for four years. I held my breathe staring at the pretty woman. Davina was more beautiful than I had thought . I could now see why Zane was crazy over her and couldn’t get over her . So here I was thinking ..... how could I complete with that? I suddenly became insecure of my body.

See his eyebrows rise. “Well, well.” He holds up my purple vibrator. My thick silicone dildo. My small bottle of lube. Things I’ve used alone in this room, late at night, imagining exactly this scenario. “Naughty girl,” David murmurs in my ear. “You’ve been playing with yourself in here. Thinking about us?” I can’t lie. Not anymore. “Yes.” “Show us.”

This man is ripped. Zinnia whooped, wagging her tail enthusiastically. ‘Check the next one! Check the next one!’ Drix was sitting on a bench press lifting dumbbells in the second picture. Again, he was shirtless and his skin almost looked waxed. In the second picture, he was stepping out of the pool in his mansion, his wet hair adding to his enchanting merman god vibe.

My jaw dropped. Zara was on her bed, completely naked, her pale skin glistening with a light sheen of sweat under the soft glow of ring lights set up around the room. Multiple cameras were positioned strategically—one on a tripod facing the bed, another on her desk capturing a side angle, and her laptop screen showing a live feed. She was arched back against plush pillows, legs spread wide, one hand between her thighs moving rhythmically with a massive vibrating dildo, the other pinching and twisting her swollen nipples hard enough to leave red marks. Her eyes were half-closed in ecstasy, lips parted as she gasped and whimpered like a bitch in heat.

“Let's stop. Mrs Gladdis could enter…I don't want trouble.” Davis’s shoulders dropped, but his eyes stayed locked on her, dark and pleading. He pointed shamelessly at the thick, straining bulge tenting the front of his jeans. “Am I really supposed to walk around with this all day?” he whined, voice low and rough. “Come on, baby.” Ivana opened her mouth to protest again, “But I—” but the words died when he cut her off. “Then just give me head,” he said, softer now, almost coaxing. He gave her that crooked wink that used to melt her knees. “If you think fucking would take too long.”

Darius complained but took it anyways and when he opened it, his eyes almost bulge out. "Woah… what… fuck!" He stuttered as he stared at a picture of me completely naked and my legs parted. My vagina's tongue was on the mattress and my breasts were hard and pointed to the camera. "Aria. This is amazing." Killian whispered under his breath, I don't think he meant it to be a whisper since he called out to me but it came out that way. "You guys like it?" I asked as they flicked the pages, their eyes glued on the pictures containing my nudes.

The heat in Zane's eyes when he looks at me has me sopping wet again. He rips his white T-shirt off, leaving him in a pair of red swim trunks and me with my mouth hanging open like a crazy person. I can’t help it, though. His body looks like it was sculpted from marble, except instead of ghostly pale, his beautiful olive skin is tempting me to lick every damn inch of his hard abs, sculpted pecs, and broad shoulders.