Nikki Cross Nude Novels & Stories

Nikki to the end of the wall while I floated at the middle. The warm caress of the water on my skin peeled the layers of the day's event little by little. I sank to the bottom, the water covered my mouth and danced at my tip of my nose. "It's working, right?" Nikki grinned. "So well." I smiled back. "A picture?" Nikki's phone popped out and she posed in selfie style. "Nikki! We're naked!" Too late, she already snapped.

Kitty admits, making everyone laugh as Liliana begins to section off my hair. “What’s going to happen when you shift?” I blurt out watching Nikki come into the kitchen seeing his flaming red cheeks as he gets a beer out of the fridge. “Nikki told me they’d stay in and if I get bars instead of rings they won’t get caught up,” Kitty shrugs, reaching out and grabs Nikki’s ass pulling him to her. “What do you think Nikki? Do you want Kitty to get her nipples pierced and have some fun?” Liliana giggles, as he closes his eyes trying to hide the mortified look on his face.

Nita said, "It is better when he cums on you." The third time was even better. Rather than join the girls in pressing, Nita decided to sit on the other side of me and get herself off with her fingers. We made a little masturbation sandwich that way, me stroking my cock, my sisters lying on the ground, and Nita on the other side. Her legs spread wide, hiding nothing. She already had her top off and for this round, Nita stripped down naked. I was surprised to see that her pussy was covered in dark, curly hair completely untrimmed. There was something arousing and naughty about that.

My name is Nicky Roberts. I'm a college student crashing at my uncle's place nearby. I've always been hairy for my age—nineteen, full of hot blood, and craving women more with each passing day. Every night, I'd find a porn video, secretly blow off steam with one of my aunt's stockings, then toss it back in the washing machine. My aunt's a flight attendant. First thing after work every day, she peels off her stockings. She has an oval-shaped face, creamy skin, and a pair of breasts so huge even her uniform can't hide them—buttons practically ready to pop. Just picturing her body in my head is enough to get me off.

Letting my curiosity win me over, I turn around slowly and reach into my bag for my phone. Opening the browser, I type his name into the search bar of the adult site. The very first video nearly makes me drop my phone. I stare, frozen, as I watch the image on the screen. Nico is completely naked, towering over a brunette woman. His movements are slow as he pumps his cock into her with a kind of reverence that nearly makes my now swollen center release a tear. And oh god. His length… it is the thickest thing I have ever seen. ~~~~~~~~

The next thing Calley heard was Nelly exclaiming: “Hey—oh my god! Why is there a nude painting of you up there?!” She laughed at Nelly’s reaction. Somehow, she’d expected this. “Do you like it?” Nelly instinctively stepped back and rubbed her arms as goosebumps ran down her skin. “Dear Lord, my hair’s standing! Caty, who the heck did you strip for to paint that?!” Nelly then turned to her with wide, almost tearful eyes. “Why would you pose naked for a painter? Does Ser Phill know about this? Why would you do this, Caty? He’d be devastated if he found out—”

“Th-thank you. The show was… incredible.” “We think you’re beautiful, Adrienne,” Nick stated, his voice dropping, losing its performative edge and becoming something far more dangerous. He took a step toward her. Hal sat up, watching with a curious, hungry expression. Lee didn’t look up from his guitar, but a faint smile played on his lips. Then, the command. Simple. Direct. “Get naked.”

So that night, after his mom went to bed and the house was quiet, Ethan lay on his bed with his phone in his hand and did the only thing he could think of. He went on G****e and searched “gay p**n.” A bunch of links popped up immediately. His face heated up as he scrolled past the thumbnails, heart beating faster than it should. He clicked on one that looked the least intimidating , just two guys in a bedroom setting. The video started playing right away. It featured two men. One was a tall, muscular guy with broad shoulders and defined abs, clearly the more dominant one. The other was smaller, leaner, with a twinkish build—smooth skin, slim waist, and an eager expression. They were both com

I asked no one in particular. “No, it’s me,” Nora said, her tone sarcastic. Nora picked my outfit — a black short sleeve Bardot crop top, a black miniskirt, a black watch on my wrist, and a pair of white socks and chunky black platform sneakers, which added to my height. “Isn't the color too dark? And the skirt is short too, right?” I complained. “Of course not! It looks good on you. Black makes your skin look paler,” she said.

They were standing, holding drinks in their hands, looking like they were at a party. The next photo showed the blonde woman sitting on a couch. This time she was naked, her legs spread, and her pussy was shaved like it said in the ad. The third photo showed Greg. He was sitting on a deck chair by a swimming pool, naked as well, his erect cock flat against his belly.