Jordan Beckham Nude Novels & Stories

Her pale bare back revealed a vivid black tattoo—some kind of inscription of a word—and her long brown hair dangled freely down her shoulders. "Do you need help, love?" The dainty lady before him jumped up in surprise, slanting her posture with both hands covering her breasts. She looked shocked when she turned to face him, like she wasn't so pleased to see he lived to see the morning. "You're naked!" Becky screeched, instantly throwing the blanket to cover his private part. Her brows furrowed when she noticed him smiling. She could see him clearly now, and for some reason, he had his dimples only on one cheek.

She’s working my shorts and I help until they’re kicked aside. We stand facing each other nude for the first time. I snag my shorts and pull a condom from the back pocket. Jordan takes it from my fingers, gives me a sly smile, and rips it open with her teeth. I almost come on the spot. Seeing all of her naked turns my brain to slush. She takes a step closer. I reach out and touch her waist. “So damn soft,” I say out loud.

Then, to everyone's surprise, she began to touch herself with her hands, and she tore her clothes off of her! Soon enough, she was seen to be bare-naked on screen. Not only that, she continued exploring her body with her hands. "What the hell? What is she doing? That's absolutely disgusting!" "Can't you see? That is the hallucinogenic reaction when someone is on drugs. She must have injected a drug!" "Record that, quickly! They're not going to show it again after the video stops!" "Everyone's watching porn together. Not just any porn, but one starring Beckett Group's Mrs. Beckett, uncensored. I need to enjoy this properly and etch it in my memory forever!"

His arm was getting goosebumps just thinking about how the proposal would go. “Don’t worry, sir! I’ll get your girl here, safe and sound.” Beck assured him of her safety before leaving the place. As Beck was on her way to Eliza’s home, Noah was sitting next to an unconscious Eliza on the bed, stroking his hard d*ck slowly and gently with his boxers in the way of contact between his hand and d*ck. He was so h*rny at the moment when his phone started ringing with Shannon’s name on the screen.

There were several kids running at the water and screaming when it hit their feet, a dog losing its mind over a tennis ball, and everything was moving so fast and loud, and completely indifferent to me standing there watching it. I spotted Beck soon enough, cause he was kind of hard to miss. He was on the far left section of beach, where a volleyball net had been set up. Tyler was on the opposite side, and there were four or five others I half recognised from campus. Beck was mid-game, shirtless in the sun with his hair pushed back and his chiseled abs visible for all to see, and he moved around the sand easily like he was back on the football field. He laughed at something Tyler said, his h

Wait for me in the shower. He used the toilet and then stepped into the shower, letting the water wet his naked body. A moment later, Rebekah entered the bathroom. She was wearing a plain white T-shirt and nothing else. She stepped into the shower with him, still wearing the T-shirt. At first, he wasn’t sure why, but as the T-shirt got wet, it became completely transparent and clung to her curves in a way that was somehow sexier than naked flesh.

His eyes opened when the door opened and he came out wearing nothing but a blue towel covering his waist. “Wow,” he murmured looking at him. “Well this will not do.” “What?” Derrick questioned giving him a pointed look. Jordan pursued his lips when he walked over and tugged the towel down so he was naked and staring at him with a bemused expression. “Nakedness is needed.” “I’m the only one who is naked,” Derrick responded softly. “Yeah,” Jordan agreed before dropping down to his knees in front of him. “Yeah you are.” It seemed dropping to his knees in front of him sparked his half hard cock to life when Jordan circled his lips over the head, his tongue pressing into slit taking the pre-come

“You really think we wouldn’t notice you putting on a show like that?” Before I could answer, another set of hands gripped my hips, Orlando. Jordan’s leaner frame pressed against my side, his fingers threading through my wet hair. “You were teasing us just now,” Jordan murmured, voice still gravelly. “Walking around naked, shaking that ass like you weren’t begging for attention.” I shivered under the water, my cock already hard and twitching against my stomach. “I wasn’t begging,” I lied softly, tilting my head back against Macmillian’s chest.

Although judging by what I just felt, jumping his bones would probably be a great—maybe slightly painful—time. Except it’s Beck. This is Beckham Sinclair we’re talking about. Why can’t I stop thinking about his dick? Why am I wondering if it’d even fit inside me? “The heated look in your eyes says otherwise,” he states matter-of-factly. I push myself off the ground, grunting at him in annoyance as I stand up. Beck smirks, tilting his head in my direction. “Your perky nipples especially say otherwise.” Eyes widening, I look down at the evidence of the dirty thoughts I was just having of him.

He heard his mother tell Becky to put the shirt back on, but Tommy dropped his boxers and said, "Hell, if Becky can be naked, so can I." Becky said that started a family commotion with her mother looking at her son's hardon and her father came into the kitchen and saw his daughter's naked body. Both parents had to admit there two oldest kids had developed nicely. But it was Becky's father who said to his wife, "Honey don't you remember when we went to Burning Man Festival many years ago?'