Jon Kung Nude Novels & Stories

Nikki cried out and that was the first crack in my ruse. Jonas looked at Tatum and said, “Well did you see anything you liked? Oh and by the way I obviously don’t wear panties. I go commando for easy access.” and he winked. Tatum looked confused and all I could think is I really must have missed one hell of a show. “What?” Tatum replied and scratched his head, the confusion clear.

It was the perfect moment to release tension built for months. Ronan pulled Luke’s jeans the rest of the way down. Luke kicked them off along with his shoes. Now both men stood completely naked under the hot spray. Ronan’s hands grabbed Luke’s ass with both hands. He spread the cheeks slightly and pressed his cock between them. The thick shaft slid along Luke’s crack without entering. The teasing pressure made Luke moan. Luke reached between them again. He stroked both cocks while the water poured over their bodies. Ronan’s abs flexed against him. Their chests pressed tight. Hard nipples rubbed together. Luke felt Ronan’s heartbeat through the contact.

His square jaw was tight, green eyes burning as they raked over my naked body. “Who the fuck are you?” I demanded, heart slamming. He dropped onto my bed like he belonged there. “Pedro Kun. I do business with Clinton.” A cruel smirk tugged at his lips. “And today, I’m here to fuck you, slut.” My blood ran cold. “Don Clinton is the only one who touches me. Ever.” Pedro’s eyes darkened with amusement. He stood slowly, unbuckling his belt. “Not anymore.” An enormous cock sprang free — thick, veined, nearly eleven inches of hard, flushed meat. I swallowed hard, unable to look away.

I take in a deep breath and knock on the door twice. The door swings open in one swift movement to reveal Karken standing on the other side. Karken is practically naked standing in front of him and when I see him, my breath hitches in my throat. His entire upper body is completely exposed, revealing his bulging muscles, carved and ridged to perfection with beads of sweat rolling over them. His pelvic area is covered by a small piece of clothing which seems to be nothing more than an obligatory piece because it does a poor job of covering him up. Underneath it, I can see the heads of his cock glistening and their shafts threatening to rip the cloth to shreds. Behind him, his tail is swinging

“Are you sure?” “Yes, the nurse also said it is very safe too.” I quickly undressed myself anf undressed him, so we were both naked. I moved to the wall, held the ground with my hands and spread my legs open so my pussy was very wide open. I held the pose and locked it. “Okay. Come and fuck me.” “Are you-“ “Kyren.” He moved to me, grabbed my waist and straightened up so he towered over me and held me very tight for support.

A definitive sound. I walk to the adjoining bathroom. The lighting is harsh, unforgiving. Everything shines too brightly, as if nothing has the right to die there. I turn on the tap with a brutal gesture. The water gushes out, violent, continuous. I stare at the jet for a moment, unable to think, unable even to breathe. Then I fall to my knees. Like a death blow. And everything comes out. Everything. I hold nothing back. The sobs tear me apart, uncontrollable, primal.

Off his naked… of fuck he’s naked! John Kinsley Jr, one of the most eligible billionaire bachelors in the country, my mate is in my garage wet and naked. I want to turn around. I want to see his naked body. I want to see if reality is even close to what my imagination conjured. I want to touch him, to feel the warmth for myself. I want to lick the damn raindrops off him. Fuck! Fuck this mate bond making me some horny teenager. I’d blame that I haven’t gotten laid in a year, but I know it’s more to do with the mate bond.

TELLEN. Kane pushes me back onto the bed and I go willingly, watching as he unbuttons his jeans with quick movements. He slides them down along with his boxer briefs and his cock springs free, already hard and thick and curving slightly upward. "Like what you see?" he asks, stroking himself slowly. "Fuck yes." "Good. Lose the jeans." I shove my jeans and underwear off and kick them aside. My cock is already hard, leaking at the tip, and when Kane's eyes drop to it his pupils dilate.

She smiled at me and jumped on my back again. Julie's P.O.V. I turned the corner into the lounge and saw Mark in a pair of black swim trunks. He had a light glisten of sweat on him. I smiled and bit my lower lip. Damn! He looks so hot right now! His six-pack was almost completely magnified in the afternoon lighting that was shining in through the windows.

He declared, his hands gripping her sweatpants as I tightened my free arm around her; he pulled them down quickly before his hand joined mine between parted thighs, rubbing and touching at her dripping pussy. "Your mother.." She whispered, making me smirk, as that was not a no! Kane kicked the door shut as she stepped out of my joggers. "She isn't to cum!" Kane announced into my head, making me grin. "Control freak!" I barked at my brother playfully. "But...She isn't going to like that!" I laughed, knowing that was his point. "She will learn to like it!" HE grumbled as our girl stood naked from the waist down, wedged between us, with her pussy openly displayed for our pleasure; it seemed lik