Missy Cooper Nudes Novels & Stories

Missy smirked, reaching behind her to unclasp her lingerie. I groaned, watching her wiggle out of the lace garment to stand completely naked. She leaned across Sheila’s body to kiss me again before climbing on the table. I wasn’t sure at first what her plan was, but it became apparent as she backed up to straddle Sheila’s face, facing me with a seductive smile as she lowered her pussy to Sheila’s eager lips.

Hit send. And that was that. Until thirty seconds later, when my screen lit up again. Dr. Stacy Cole: Beth… I’m fairly certain that’s not the screenshot you meant to send me. My stomach dropped. “What?” I whispered, blinking at the screen. I opened the message chain. There—clear as day—was a high-resolution nude. My nude. Not raunchy. Not pornographic. Just… artistic lighting. Soft curves. A bedroom mirror moment I’d snapped weeks ago on a day I felt unusually hot.

Ten of them. All naked. Nude. Bare. Stripped. I don't even bother reading the message. Instead, I set my phone down and focus on my laptop, pulling up the photos in full screen. I lean closer. I can’t believe it. She’s fucking incredible. The girl’s body is absolutely stunning; her breasts are perky and her pussy is perfectly shaven. My arousal increases as I imagine having her nipples in my mouth. My cock is painfully erect, just at the thought of it.

MAYA Of all the people that Miss Waters could pick. How am I going to concentrate when its freaking Cole? He is shirtless, and his abs look like they were chiseled by a master sculpture. He is glistening with sweat, and his chest moves as he breathes heavily from his workout. “Dear moon goddess, please help me.” I murmur under my breath. “Keisha.” Cole nods at Miss Waters. “Hello, Cole.” She returns his acknowledgement.

She stares intensely at my screen for a few seconds and smiles. " Yes! Yes! This will do, Eliza! D******d it! "She exclaims, and I shake my head at her before tapping the d******d button. It soon begins to d******d, when a notification pops up on my screen. *Do you want to be beautiful? Do you want all your dreams to come true? We have the answers to your prayers. *It read. I stare blankly at the pop-up, and Athena swipes it off my screen.

She'd finger fucked herself twice by the time she got to the mystery folder. Katie hadn't looked at the last folder before as the name of it didn't seem inspiring. When she finally opened it she found a number of other folders, only named by date. Maybe they were the date they were saved from the Internet? Katie went into the first one to have a look. She nearly fainted when she realised what she was looking at. There were at least two dozen photos of Mr Miller in that folder. He was naked in every one, showing off his huge cock. Katie got wet again. She had no sexual experience, but the sight of Mr Miller's cock made her fantasise about feeling it inside her. She went to the next folder and

She went over to the coffee table, and picked up the pictures of her and her friends. She was totally nude in all of them. In one she was sitting on the edge of the hot-tub, her friend Misty climbing out beside her. In another she was leaning back, and Misty was rubbing her tits against Krista's; an unidentifiable blonde was turned away from the camera in the background. The third was by far the most incriminating. Krista was in the house, lying on my bed, her eyes open wide and her mouth forming an 'O'. Misty was lying beside her, on her stomach, her legs spread with a clear view to her closely cropped twat. In this one, my wife was sitting on the edge of the bed drying her hair with a towe

Still, the thought of Lily, his best friend’s girlfriend had wormed its way under his skin months ago and refused to leave. Tonight the storm had knocked the power out. Jessica was supposed to be at her sister’s until morning, so Cooper had the place to himself. He stripped down to nothing, stretched out on the couch, and let his hand wrap around his already half-hard cock. The room was lit only by the blue glow of his phone screen. He scrolled until he found the photo he wasn’t supposed to have. Lily at the beach last summer, bikini barely containing her heavy tits, water running down her flat stomach. He zoomed in on the way the fabric clung to her pussy lips and started stroking.

“Such a needy little slut. Imagine a client seeing these photos and getting rock hard for you.” She took photo after photo: me on all fours with my ass high, looking back over my shoulder; on my knees with my mouth open like I was ready to suck cock; lying on my side with one leg raised, fingers teasing my nipples. By the end, I was trembling with arousal, my pussy aching to be touched. Mandy set the camera down and pulled me close. “We’ll post these tomorrow. But right now…” Her fingers slipped under my skirt and found my soaked folds. “Let me take care of you.”

As the final stream of cum landed at the lower portion of her glistening body, Professor Cooper began to applaud sarcastically. “Impressive work guys, but shall we take a look at a sample answer to see how you might have done better?” With that, Cooper bounded down the table and flipped Matilda’s limp body over. He slapped his hand down at the top of Matilda’s back, between her shoulder blades, coating his hand in her sweat. He pumped his cock a number of times until it was lubricated enough to plunge into her from behind. Matilda felt a jolt of electricity shoot through her spine as pain enveloped her body. Her back arched dangerously as her head stretched towards the ceiling. The three stu