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.

I didn't have to touch them to know she'd paid a lot of money for the pair. She took my curiosity as intrigue and purposely moved around the space, causing the fabric to flow behind her. Taut abs showed through, her tan didn't have a line in it, and I quickly noticed she was naked as the day was long under that robe. There wasn't a hair anywhere on her body outside of her scalp. Not one. My line of sight had traveled from her chest down the center of her stomach, straight to her bare-naked lady where it lingered in awe. There was no doubt about it-Beck had a porn-star vajayjay. It was tiny, perfectly prepubescent in its hairless glory. She had the vagina women paid thousands for with rejuven

She stood there, fully naked, not blinking. His eyes darkened. He stood up and walked toward her, his hands moving straight to her chest. He cupped her breasts and pressed them together slowly, firmly, like he had been waiting for this. Becky didn’t waste time. She dropped to her knees, undid his belt, pulled his trousers down, and bent over the chair in front of her. Bryan didn’t even wait. He thrust in and out, quick and rough. The room was filled with grunts, moans, and a long groan from him as he reached his release.

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.

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.

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