Nastya J Nude Novels & Stories

Caleb When the first spray hit her chest, plastering the top to her body well, my stomach dropped. Christ almighty. The outline of her breast was so visible now, and the faint pink of her hard nipples. Infact, she might have as well been naked. Worse, she was watching me. Taunting. Her tongue ran across her lips as more water splashed on her, drenching her completely. She arched slightly then rolled her shoulders back as if stretching.

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.

Candles flickered on the dresser, casting long shadows across the walls. Elena walked past me and stopped at the foot of the bed. She untied her robe and let it fall to the floor. My breath caught. She was completely naked beneath it, her skin glowing in the candlelight, her nipples already hard, the smooth curve of her hips drawing my gaze downward to the lips between her thighs. “Strip,” she ordered. I removed my clothes without hesitation. My cock was already hard, standing proud against my stomach. Elena’s eyes traveled over me slowly.

Only the end part was still on the floor tiles, but the whole part was on the water already. One wrong move would make it fall. Wilder’s eyes shifted to Fertine. She’s kneeling and reaching for something on the edge of the pool. His eyes narrowed at her. What is that girl doing? “Georgia, what the hell!” Freeda shouted. His eyes widened when Georgia bumped into Fertine once again. The splash of water filled the air. “Oh my gosh!” Fertine keeps on waving her hands underneath. Their pool is 10ft! At the end of this fall was the deepest!

The deep V-lines disappearing into the waistband of his boxers were impossible to ignore. Charles's athletic thighs were even more striking in that supine position, his boxers hugging the impressive outline beneath them. And Chase... Those plump, perfectly shaped lips curved into a teasing smirk as he slowly licked his bottom lip, sending an involuntary rush of heat through her. A shiver ran down her spine. Her nipples hardened beneath her scrubs, and her thighs pressed together instinctively. God... they're the literal reincarnation of Greek gods. "Nurse Browne, are you with us?" Chase's husky voice pulled her back. A smirk tugged at his lips as he clearly noticed where her gaze had been li

“Stretch your new toy! Breed me in the snow!” The man behind me pounded me mercilessly, his heavy balls slapping against my clit as his thick shaft churned the remnants of previous loads inside me. The one in my mouth fucked my face with deep, choking strokes, his cock hitting the back of my throat with every thrust. Natalia watched with cold satisfaction, slowly opening her fur coat to reveal she wore nothing underneath. She stepped closer and pulled my face away from the cock for a moment. “Lick your new Mistress while they use you,” she commanded, spreading her legs.

Natasha is a 15yr-old- girl with a pure heart and soul of an angel, a cute smile and a weird sense of humour that turns a bit humiliating sometimes. She is gorgeous and elegant, however, she wasn't the same since childhood. She had a few awful years in her life and was continuously persecuted for being chubby and possessing acne-prone skin. Nevertheless, puberty hit her hard and she fought a war in the gym.

"I wasn't." "That's not what I see." George smirked, this time pinching both of her cheeks. "I really can't resist your cuteness." Skylar thought she was going to pass out when a shadow fell on her. Standing between the two of them was Natasha. Arms crossed and face stern. "Boss said you shall not harass little miss." "Harass?! Don't be mistaken for Grayson's nanny. We were merely having a normal conversation." "Who are you calling Grayson's nanny?" Natasha flared up.

I sip, then casually, though graciously, dismiss Simon. Once alone, Nikki takes her flute into my suite. With her other hand, she selects a non-descript black box from the gift bag that has no logo stamped on it to identify where it’s come from. The sex club. She passes it to me, takes a deeper drink, then sets aside the glass to start stripping down. I settle into a chair alongside the fireplace, but her purpose is to make a production of her tease-show. And I’m enrapt. When she’s down to her red-satin-and-black-lace bra, a matching thong and high heels only, it’s not just fiery adrenaline pumping through me. My blood turns to magma. My nerve endings snap like livewires.

‘This is anatomically impossible. She recovered a modicum of composure. ‘Not necessarily.’ He shot her a sardonic glance. ‘Are you speaking from personal experience?’ Thank heaven for sunglasses - not that she was actually looking him in the eye. ‘I refuse to answer that on the grounds that it might incriminate me. But if you really want to know, Natalya is an ex-Olympic gymnast.’ He snorted. ‘She’d need to be.’ This conversation was getting way out of hand. ‘I think you should go and find your daughter. I’m going for a swim.’