Noelle Parker Nude Novels & Stories

He would have stopped the tsunami if she couldn't handle it of course, but she doesn't need to know that. He hears a knock and looks up to see Noelle standing in the opening of the door. She is just wearing a short green dress with straps, and it looks like she has nothing under it. He wants to say hi but stops because she looks at him like she wants to devour him. He has never seen her this confident before and it immediately makes him hard. She looks so sexy when she walks towards him, never taking her gaze off him. She says nothing when she pushes his chair backward away from the desk. She slowly opens his pants and slides them off while still looking into his eyes. His hard cock is pulsa

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. ~~~~~~~~

His waxing extended way down below his torso. A naked dude with a pubeless hard-on just called my wife smoking hot. I was trying to process that when I looked up to see Peter in the pool between Sara and Erika with his arms on both their shoulders. "Coming in?" he called. Erika didn't even look too weirded out by the naked guy draping his arm around her. His hand would probably have been dangling on her breast if it hadn't been holding the glass. She did look a little scandalized, but mostly she looked like she was challenging me to freak out as much as she had. Yep, reality-warping field still in place.

“I deceived you, Kole. You might have thought you cheated on me with my step-sister, but the truth is, I never really took you as a befitting partner. That explains why I never gave my body to you.” Noelle expressed, her eyes glinting with summoned confidence that Kole had never seen in her before, but what was most surprising was his inability to defend himself at the moment. Murmurs circulated around the guests. “Say something Kole. Order for her punishment or stop her from speaking. Will you allow her to embarrass us like this?” Kira whispered desperately to Kole. “Tell everyone it’s not true!” She added, desperation filling her voice. “But it’s the truth,” Noelle said calmly. “You might

Noel was once again shouting to defend herself. "K-Kyle was just nice enough to teach me to swim!" And once again, no one cared. Then, the third photo was shown, where in a dimly lit karaoke lounge, a drunk Noel was leaning cozily against Kyle, whose hand was under her blouse for some reason. "I was drunk. Kyle was such a gentleman, taking care of me…" At the same time, Noel's explanation grew feebler with every photo.

My phone rang on the counter. Elena. Video call. My stomach dropped. Noah’s eyes lit up with pure mischief. “Answer it.” “Are you insane?” “Answer it,” he repeated, sliding off the counter. He dropped his towel. Completely naked. Still half-hard. “I’ll be quiet. Promise.” Before I could stop him he dropped to his knees again under the island, hidden from the camera angle. His hands pushed my towel open and wrapped around my cock. “Fuck— Noah—”

She takes a tentative step forward, her pulse quickening for no reason she’s willing to admit. And then it happens. The door swings open, and Noah steps out, stark naked. Her brain struggles to process what she’s seeing. His skin glistens with water, droplets tracing slow, maddening paths down his chest, his arms, the sharp lines of his abdomen. The low light catches the edges of his damp hair, making him look almost otherworldly. He doesn’t seem surprised to see her. If anything, there’s a flicker of amusement in his dark eyes as he stands there, unbothered by his lack of clothing.

She slowly lifted the hem of her sleek black dress, revealing she wore no panties underneath. Her slick pussy was inches from his mouth. Her lips were smooth and swollen, glistening with her wetness. The scent of her arousal filled Elliot’s nose. Nova held her phone in one hand, camera pointed down at his face. Her other hand rested on the back of his head, fingers threading through his platinum hair. “Look at me,” she said. Elliot looked up.

Perfect. The private investigator I hired had done excellent work. The shots were crystal clear. Intimate. Damning. Noelle in that tiny black bikini, Roman’s arms wrapped around her like he owned her, his mouth on her neck while she arched into him like a whore in heat. Another one of them laughing on the cliff, her head thrown back in joy while he looked at her like she was his entire fucking universe. It made me sick. Noelle was mine.

"Okay. Do you want on-location or at the studio set?" Ingrid couldn't hide her excitement. "On-location sounds nice." Cade turned to Noah, who was behind him, with a grin. "Noelani, do you want a new nude photo?" Ingrid looked at her boss. "You have a nude photo, sir?" she asked, smiling. "I wasn't nude," Noah said, embarrassed, narrowing his eyes at Cade. "Why did I let you guys convince me back then?” "He was wearing skimpy swimwear," Cade told Ingrid. "The picture is on my I*******m; do you want to see it?"