Jordan Turpin Nude Novels & Stories

Grabbing the device, turning around to make a quick escape was my only goal. The solid wooden door to the private captain's shower banged open. Jordan Draven stepped out into the main space, stark naked. Water dripped from his broad chest, tracing the sharp lines of his abdomen and trailing down to his heavy member. Crashing into his solid chest knocked the breath from my lungs. The tablet slipped from my fingers, hitting the tiled floor with a loud crack. Time stopped. Paralyzed by the raw sight of his naked form, heat flooded my cheeks until they burned. The mate bond flared in the humid air, overwhelming every rational thought in my brain.

Jordan groaned, feeling his pants strain in reaction to the sight of her perfect Cupid's bow-shaped lips, coupled with the warmth her body seemed to cocoon him in; it was undoubtedly welcoming and soothing, almost like her body called out to me, not wanting him to detach from her. Jordan's ears suddenly turned pink when he remembered that she was naked underneath the sleazy robe she wore. She was perhaps wearing panties but after what had happened earlier in the kitchen, he was a hundred percent sure she wasn't wearing any bras. That discovery made his not-so-little, little man twitch in anticipation, but Jordan knew she wasn't ready yet; they both weren't ready yet and he didn't want her to

“You name it.” Kent and Wiley sit back down, stretching out and watching expectantly while Jordan takes his time sauntering towards me. Both his brothers are visions of glorious nakedness, works of art that would make Michelangelo’s David throw in the towel. Jordan, naked to my hungry gaze and visibly aroused, comes nearer without me having to give a come-hither glance.

“You’re so tall?” One person questions. “I don’t believe you’re special,” someone else says. “I can finally talk to you,” I hear Jordan say and Nina turns to look where we last saw him. He smiles at us and I force a growl through Nina. “Can we talk please?” he asks. Nina turns back to face everyone before shifting back. The shift forcing me forward and back in control. I start to panic when I realise I’m naked in front of everyone again. I suddenly feel a towel around me and notice Jordan covering me. I shrug him away but Nina thanks him.

The man asked me and I don't know if he was annoyed with me because I mistook him for a bartender or maybe he was just acting annoyed to make me feel nervous. "You look like my next mistake, Jake." I jokingly replied to him causing him to frown at me. Jake Andrich is also known as Jakipz, the online celebrity who's famous for his thirst trap photos, his pictures are all jack-off worthy. But Jake became more famous because of his OnlyFans account where he posts nude videos and photos. Jake Andrich was like a sex god, his body was so beautiful even if it was full of tattoos, but I think it suited him well. He is the perfect definition of the words, 'gentleman but somewhat rude' because his han

Fiona As soon as I walked out of my bathroom and into my bedroom, there Jordan was, completely nude and somehow tied up on my bed. "What on Earth are you doing?!?" I tried to contain the humorous expression on my face, but seeing him bound with his junk hanging out was making it difficult. "I, uh, well." Jordan glanced down at himself then back at me. Clearly, this wasn't the reaction he was hoping for. "What were you thinking? Why are you nude and tied up on my bed? I have SO many questions right now!"

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.

The last thing I want is to have anyone watch me strip. Once inside my room, I began to ponder. What exactly did people hear about the wild Jordan? Curiosity gets the best of me as I hit the search icon. I scroll through the internet, seeing several pictures of Jordan in numerous types of fast cars with a different girl in each one of them. In one of the pictures, he's in a graduation gown with many trophies. The headline reads, GOLDEN BOY BAGS A FIRST-CLASS DEGREE FROM HARVARD, AMONG MANY OTHER AWARDS.

My whole body shook with rage, I was possessed with that whole situation. I bumped into Jordan at the beginning of the hallway and he had a towel around his waist and drops of water were running down the hall his chest and wet hair all messed up, he was acting like nothing happened minutes ago. I also cannot deny that he was very sexy and hot like that. "Takes a picture that lasts longer." he says and only then I realize I was looking at him more than I should. "Of course I want to take it out, you know, there are some mosquitoes in my room and who knows with your picture there, they won't be scared." I said smiling falsely.

I started shaking as l squirted, the guy didn't even give me time to breath, he got on top of me and (and what moda zvinhu kkk) After about an hour and some minutes we were done with our own fifty shreds of grey, l lost times of how much I cum, for a virgin he is really good, imagine if we do it a couple of times, he will be like those guys who acted ALL THE QUEEN'S MEN, look for that movie if you haven't watched it. Jordan : Bae, did you bring that Maths text book Me : But darling am so tired, can we do that after napping. I can't even feel my legs