Loserfruit Nudes Novels & Stories

"Clothing optional?' Louisa asked, with a smirk. And she pulled her t-shirt straight over her head, damn she was cute and so fuckable... And so it was...some scenes I remember from that lost weekend... ... The girls' bodies are stretched across the bed, they're kissing deeply in a 'lesbian' embrace, their legs wide open, Jake and I are fucking them from opposite sides, then swapping around, his thick seven inches stretching my wife's cunt, my long nine inches penetrating his wife deeper than she'd ever been plumbed.. ...

"Are you serious? Shit yeah." Dave smiled, looked around to make sure their wives weren't around, pulled out his phone, and found a couple of pictures of Lori he had taken when she was a few years younger. It was a picture of Lori standing naked with her hands on her hips, her breasts and trimmed bush exposed. Carlos looked at the picture with lust in his eyes almost drooling. He always imagined seeing Lori fully nude and now he was experiencing the next best thing. Seeing how much his friend was enjoying the nude picture of his wife, Dave swiped his screen to show him another. This one was of Lori from behind, glancing over her shoulder at the camera. Her long legs and full, round ass were

His palm grabbed her left butt, all he did simply made her take his full length in. They fucked like pornstars. Loreen's pussy released juice. She was indeed happy they were no longer going to do their shit in the closet or his study room. Radolf laid on the couch flat, as she slowly claimed to the top of him. Her pussy immediately widened to take his boner in….she rode on him . Till they no longer had the strength to continue. “What are you next plans?" Loreen asked Radolf, her palm slowly brushing against his neck. “Well, I have no plans yet" He shrugged, barely raising his shoulder.

The cracked glass ashtray overflowed with crushed cigarette butts, some smeared with faded red lipstick. Nora was on all fours, knees sunk into the thin cushions that had long lost any shape. Her cheap black lace panties—bought on sale on Shopee—were pulled to the right side, the elastic biting into her thigh flesh. Her raised ass trembled slightly, not from cold but from raw anticipation. Her swollen, open pussy lips glistened under the red light; a thick, transparent thread dripped slowly down the inside of her left thigh, leaving a sticky trail that dripped onto the leather.

It was absolute, consuming desperation. He tasted like dark coffee and raw, unadulterated need. Hazel’s hands tangled tightly into his dark hair, pulling him closer. Xavier shifted his weight, his large hands gripping the hem of her oversized t-shirt. He pulled it completely over her head, discarding it onto the floor, before reaching for the waistband of her sweatpants. He stripped her bare with frantic, impatient hands, his burning eyes sweeping over every single inch of her skin, verifying for himself that the ugly purple bruises were completely gone.

He should have guessed the doc was nearly married the first time he saw it. Too fucking perfect. No wonder Nathan was clawing to hold on to him. Aiden: I don’t have any nudes. Lukas: Then take one. Sit with your legs spread, hold your cock up for me to see. Lean back and take the pic with your phone between your thighs, angled up. For a moment there was nothing. Lukas almost laughed, ready to call him a coward. Then the three little dots appeared and a picture followed, attached to a single message:

Adnas' POV. My heart pounded heavily against my chest as I stood naked between Elijah and Leo, whose eyes were flashing with raw desire. Elijah was half-naked, with just his trousers on while Leo was fully dressed. He was still stroking my bare pussy as I moaned into Elijah's mouth, thrusting my tongue wildly. Leo slapped my boobs, before grabbing my tits roughly and squeezing them hard. He moved away from me and got undressed. From the corner of my eyes, I saw Leo's dick rising and wanted to reach forward to touch him as Elijah trailed his hands all over my body, moving and touching my thighs.

Just breathless heat and unsaid emotions. Knox’s hand moved down her back, sliding over her curves until he reached the round swell of her ass. He gave it a hard squeeze, and Lydia moaned into his mouth, her body arching toward him in response. That sound did something to him. It broke whatever fragile control he still had. He growled low in his throat and slipped his arm under her, lifting her with one hand as though she weighed nothing. She gasped, legs instinctively wrapping around his waist as he pulled her into his lap.

he called back, trying to sound calm. But the hum grew louder. --- Midnight came. Sleep refused him. The garden called. He crept to the window and froze. There was Trina, by the fountain. Moonlight painted her skin pale silver as her dress rode high on her thighs, fabric gathered at her waist. One hand moved between her legs in a slow, deliberate rhythm, her moans filling the night. The other cupped her breast, squeezing gently, her head thrown back in abandon. Nickey’s breath caught. He should look away—he didn’t. He couldn’t.

as a hard jet shoots out around Alfie’s shaft and splashes Malik’s thighs. Full bisexual madness now. Filou lies back. I sink reverse cowgirl onto his cock in my ass until my cheeks are spread wide. Maximo steps up and forces his dick into my pussy right beside Filou’s in my ass, double-stuffing one hole. The stretch makes me see stars. “Olha isso porra, ela aguenta dois na buceta!” someone laughs. The sound is pure filth: SHCLAP-SHCLAP-SHCLAP, cream farting out around both shafts. Luara sits on Filou’s face and he eats her like a starving man while wrecking my ass. Melissa rides Alfie’s tongue while jerking Malik.