Jordan Beckham Nude Novels & Stories

GEORGE. Tonight, I would win Normani back. No matter what. Today was that day when everything went back to normal. I saw Becky stride into the room from the pool. She was wearing a bikini, and the serpent tattoo on the side of her thigh. She walked over to me and wrapped her hands around my neck. I felt wet instantly, the water dripping down my chest.

But if it's awkward, we stop. 'Deal.' Jordan got up and took his laptop off the couch and placed it on the coffee table. We went into the living room and sat down on the cushions, very close to each other, even touching shoulders. He started a browser and entered a site and scrolled to a video thumbnail, two guys, one of them muscular like him, the other one lean-bodied, both naked. 'This one's basic. Begins with them kissing and proceeds to fuck. No BDSM, no rough stuff, just two men toying each other assholes. He pressed play and the screen was filled with the scene.

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!"

Jordan's hand found my bare back, stroking down my spine. In the next rounds, they lost. Riley lost his tee, revealing more tattoos. Jordan stripped his own shirt after, his muscles rippling as he tossed it aside. Broad shoulders, defined abs—I stared too long, my cock stirring in my jeans. I won one again, making Jordan drop his shorts. He stood with only his boxers around him, his bulge obvious, thick and… I can't describe it. It just looks insanely perfect. My mouth went dry, imagining it hard against me.

Pretending that she had a phone call, she said, "Uncle Byron, I have a phone call. l'Il leave now." Hurrying back to the private room where she played games with Rex, she saw Becky, whose face was painted like a baboon's bottom. She was greeting Rex. The weather was slightly cool in early May. However, Becky had already put on short pants, exposing her fair thighs which were covered by goosebumps that were triggered by the cold. "What are you doing, Becky Das?" Shamayeta rushed over quickly. Because Becky had a guilty conscience, she ran away as soon as she heard Shamayeta's call.

“Excuse me, Zero Cohen. Never in my entire life that I swam using my undergarments. I prefer not wearing one—” “What? Don’t tell me you’re gonna swim, naked?” he asked, arching his left brow. We are still in his room while debating what I should wear. “You can do that?” Zero asked in awe. I arched my brow. “Of course, you wanna see how I prove it?” I teased. Well, I did try swimming naked but Becca was with me. It happened when I had an overnight in her place while her parents are away. “And where the hell did you swim naked?” he asked. See, his actions say differently. I can sense his anger as the tint of jealousy lingers in his voice.

The vibrators worked so well. ************************ Andre had the whole security look for her but they did not think of Didi's room. There was no way Vanessa had a key to the room. True, but Didi was with it when she was shot,so Vanessa picked it up. Soon enough, the CCTV cameras showed them where she was. Andre angrily went there and asked for privacy. They had the room's camera turned off. "You can run but you can't hide",he said as he pushed the bathroom's door open. She stood up in fear, but the dildo stuck in her vagina slowly fell out. Andre laughed at her and pulled her by her hair.

I felt Jack stand up behind me and he leaned in close. "You are going to walk around naked for the rest of the day. No matter where you go or what you do, you will be undressed." My mouth hit the ground and I immediately started to try to stutter out a protest. We were relatively secluded out here, but it wasn't like no one ever went by the house on the beach side. A single look from Jordan warned me that, if I didn't shut up, then I was going to lose more than just my clothes. I just silently prayed if someone did show up out here, they would call first so that I might have some chance to beg for my clothes back.

She next sat on the bank and untied and removed her ankle-high boots and soft cotton socks, which she stuffed into her footwear. After looking around again and still seeing nobody, she unfastened her belt, unbuttoned the fly of her cutoffs, and pulled the tight garment around her ass and down her shapely legs. The shirt and shorts were hung on a handy tree branch, with her boots on the ground under them and her cotton panties were soon added to the other clothing. Completely nude and reveling in the feeling, the sexy young woman, Rebekah, stretched, flexed her shoulders, and started walking into the water.

The guy sent me a faceless nude, a Latino guy who looked fit and large, wearing just a little cross on a chain with a hard cock that must have been 8+ inches. Omg, nice, I pulled over and texted him for a while, sent him some pics of my little ass and hole, clean shaven. And I sent pics of my body and face, I'm 5'8 and kinda muscular. He said to me, "I'll pound it and make u suck." I'm gonna refer to him as J.