Mary Canterbury Nude Novels & Stories

“That’s right. Cum for the enemy on God’s altar, you filthy widow.” He grabbed her long auburn hair like reins and rode her until he couldn’t hold back. With a deep grunt he buried himself as far as he could and unloaded inside her. Thick ropes of cum flooded her womb. He stayed deep, making sure it took, grinding slowly while he emptied every drop. When he finally pulled out, his cum leaked from her used pussy onto the altar cloth, dripping down in thick white strands. Mary collapsed on the altar, naked, marked, broken. She curled into herself, whispering prayers between sobs, rocking slowly.

The curtains were heavy velvet, but I eased them apart just enough to see. The backyard was lit by floodlights that turned the falling snow into glittering diamonds. A woman (completely naked) lay sprawled on the frosted grass like it was a summer beach. Her skin glowed pale against the white, long dark hair fanned out around her head, arms stretched above her in deliberate surrender. She arched her back, breasts high, thighs parted just enough to be obscene and artistic at the same time. She looked fearless. Owned. Radiant. And kneeling in front of her, camera raised to his eye, was Cassian.

Ripe proud mountains that were created solely for the purpose of a gentle hike and some measured touches graced Maru’s sights. The pink hues of their tops were like strawberries that begged for attention in their hardened guise. Mistress Ais who was the sole focus in the room was not the least bit ashamed of her nudity. Instead she even raised her back to invite the touch and exotic tending of Maru. “Too bold and daring!” While beside the two were the wide eyed Ezperanza who remained a silent witness to it all. It did not help the fact that she too was experiencing a pleasure overload by how gentle Maru's hands were on her skin.

Marcos wrestles with Cameron, a light tussle that leaves them breathless less than five minutes later. A warm voice cuts through their labored breathing, immediately setting us all on edge. “Are you three done talking about ways you want to fuck me in yet or do I have to wait longer to get what I need?” Aretha stands gloriously naked in front of the ajar bathroom. Her skin glistens faintly from her shower with lingering steam escaping behind her, and there is a smile on her lips but her eyes tell a different kind of story—daring, sultry, and yet trembling at the edges with nerves.

"Frankly, Emberly was reluctant to follow Ryan's orders as she wouldn't earn as much money without the pass. " "No one would complain about having too much money, and someone like her especially needed more money to feel secure as cash was the most reliable companion one could have." "Then, Ryan glared at her coldly and said, ""A photo? I only have her nude photos, do you want to see it?""" "Oh… it's fine then, you can enjoy the pictures on your own." Emberly stuttered when she heard Ryan's words while Mango narrowed her eyes. Her nude photos?

Cherry sat down besides her Madeleine, while Madeleine took a seat beside Adeline. "You girls did great!" Adeline said to both of them. "Yeah, I know. Cherry can't stop boasting about it." Madeleine said laughing as she gave Cherry a nudge at her shoulder playfully. "I told you I could do it!" Cherry argued. "Great." Adeline replied with a light smile. "Did you guys enjoy your performance?" "We sure did." Madeleine said nodding. "Yeah...it was great." Cherry added agreeing with Madeleine. A few moments later, the last auction began. The item was an art piece called 'Naked Truth.' It depicted a painting of a forest and a young woman made of flowers, stretching forth her hand towards a man who

The moon was shining through the blinds and it was illuminating her nakedness. On her back, with her legs spread wide open on the bed , one arm thrown across her head, and naked. Her athletic physique was so tempting, pointy tits and black nips, flat belly and down to that shaved strip of black hair in the front of her pussy. Her pussy was parted a little, pink and smooth, looking so fuckable in the dim light. I sat down on the opposite couch to the bed, my dress hitching up. I brought my cock out again, it was still as hard as ever. I poured more baby oil, and rubbed it on my cock slowly at first, my eyes fixed on her pussy.

What? I lооkеd оvеr аnd ѕаw Mary sitting thеrе іn thаt light blue bikini. Shе looked amazing with thе ѕwеаt роurіng оff оf her. Thеrе wаѕ ѕоmеthіng ѕо raw, so рrіmаl, so sexual that I іnѕtаntlу rеасtеd, jumріng up аѕ mу dісk hardened. It dоеѕ thаt a lоt аrоund her. "I'm ѕоrrу, Mаrу, I didn't know уоu were іn hеrе. I'll… I'll lеаvе."

He let go of me and gestured to the window. I took a step closer and looked down, what I saw made me both scared and upset. In the clearing between the trees were three men and a woman, all naked. The woman was gelding between the two, while they penetrated her at the same time, the third looked and caressed. I felt the bile rise in my throat, what a sick game this p ** t is playing. Does he think I should enjoy a r * e scene, he must be out of his mind.

Chapter 4 The gallery was filled with different people, its high ceilings filled with the hushed murmurs of patrons as they wandered between canvases and sculptures. Leonardo’s latest collection Flesh and Surrender had its own the space: it showed naked bodies twisted together , women on top of each other men pressed against each other. And at the center of it all, standing beneath the harsh glow of a spotlight, was me, his muse, completely naked legs spread wide with socks on my juices dripping down my cunt for everyone to see