Leslie Winston Nude Novels & Stories

"Am I ever glad I stayed." I had to agree. I'd never seen Lisa naked before, just in a bikini when she was swimming at our pool. She had nice firm B to C size cups and right now her nipples were hard. Jerry was staring hard. He had a chance to fuck her, then get sucked off by my wife. Seeing his hesitation, Lisa shed the skirt as well, standing there naked in front of all of us. Her pubic hair was trimmed to a small landing strip and I didn't see more than an ounce of fat anywhere on her. "Fuck it," Jerry said. "I'm all in. 323 dollars. That's all I've got."

Lil grabbed Mike by the hair and guided him back to his task as she continued, "ok, so after I'd poured most of the bowl on him, Leslie started to undress and at the same time told me to lose my own towel. She said she was going to show us the oriental massage called Nuru. It required everyone to be nude...oh god! Mike I am going to cum...please don't stop." He only paused for a second or two before she tried to continue her tale, even as his lips worked to draw the needed orgasm from her. "Ahhh, so Leslie tells me to watch as she crawls down...mmm, down next to Ron. Oh Mike, his penis was so big and hard...oh, Oh my...keep doing that...can't you imagine the kid just laying there with his en

I look at my facial expression; this was the first moment I told Leslie that I had feelings for her. We're making out on my bed next. I'm taking off her blouse, kissing her naked thighs, Leslie taking her bra off; nothing is covered. The next photos show us fucking in every position we achieved that night. I remember every detail, but the pictures in my hands make the blood rise to my head, knowing that others hold onto the details, too. Nothing is left to the imagination; Leslie is on her chest as I'm fucking her from behind; there are many shots detailing that part. There are many shots detailing when we were in missionary, too - her hands on my ass as her legs wrap around my hips. I glanc

“Looks like I got soaked too." "Let's get out of here.” Leslie gulped and looked away but she slipped as she took a step and I quickly grabbed her waist to steady her. That was when realization dawned on me. Leslie was soaking wet and her nightwear consisting of short shorts and a flimsy top was already provocative on its own. Now, with it wet, it clung to Leslie's figure, leaving little to imagination. I gulped as I felt her rock hard nipples pushing against my chest, the outline of her breast so visible that I was tempted to pull the top down just to see the real thing.