Octavia Spencer Nude Novels & Stories

"So you're asking him to do it again?" "No…" Jana patted her head. Her hair went disarray because of the run but her breathing didn't change. 'Indeed, the Old Myriad really do exercises.' She continued, "What I mean to say is, Spencer's reputation is pristine now but the moment that girl cried sex with your pictures flagged up on the LED screens, you will be smeared with mud. You must assure that she got no picture of you and Tasha." "I'll get expelled for this…" Spencer grabbed his hair. "My mom, she will…"

Octavious had failed to mention on the plane ride here that it was going to be a nude honeymoon. It felt weird to be walking around outside while I was naked. Even though Octavious reassured me that there was nobody else here but the two of us, I was still very hesitant. The sun was just beginning to set and I was walking along the beach, enjoying the feel of the sand between my toes as I walked further into the water, until I was completely covered by the cold water until my shoulders.

A beautiful and talented model like you makes the work easy. I thought of the random pictures of Octavia that I had taken in her apartment. Whether she had her full blonde hair falling loosely over her face or packed in a bun or a ponytail, she always looked so damn gorgeous and hot. I still had a portrait of her laughing carefree, with her hair flying about in my room. ‘’We could take some private shots,’’ she said, bringing me back to the present. I realized I had been smiling a little. I would give up anything to have Octavia sitting across the table from me right now.

Octavia said and immediately they both laughed wholeheartedly. "you know if you let him have his way,you can get pregnant tonight" astra said admist their laughter. She spent over an hour bathing Octavia and finially she was through. Astra brushed her hair back and tied a silver-threaded robe around her shoulders. “You are glowing,” she whispered with a proud smile. “The goddess sees you, child. Walk in that knowing.” Octavia nodded slowly. Her feet felt light not from the oils, but from the strange pull in her chest. A voice in her soul whispering: Go to him.

A girl, lying on her back in crystal-clear ocean water, sunlight dancing on her skin, her bikini clinging to every curve. She smiled mischievously, alive, free, untouchable. His heart slammed in his chest. "Fuck, this one's so young," a boy shouted. Spencer stepped forward instinctively, elbowing someone aside to get a better look. "Hey man, must you push me like that?" someone groaned, but Spencer barely heard him. His whole world narrowed to one thing— Her. "Who is that?" Spencer muttered, almost breathless. "That's the new model trending right now," Lana chirped, snatching the magazine away. "Monica Banks."

She smiled and closed her eyes and lost consciousness. Ivan released inside her and then pulled his manhood out of her honeypot with a satisfied smile. He looked up to see a fainted Amara. "Baby, If you were obedient- I wouldn't have to go to this limit. But I did not regret taking away your first time." Ivan supported his body with elbows and looked at Amara with a smile. His rough fingers traced on her face. Ivan then pecked on her forehead and left the half-naked Amara on the bed all alone.

Her pussy glistened, swollen and ready. Victoria Nyxar stood at the center like a demon queen ascending her throne. She was completely naked except for her black silk tie still knotted loosely around her neck. Her own monstrous futa cock with a huge, swelling knot at the base, throbbed angrily, the head already dripping with potent, infernal seed.

Octavius felt the heat on his body dry up leaving behind a pleasantly cool sensation across his skin. "Open your eyes Octavius of Camelorn." He fluttered his lashes open and his eyes fell on the most beautiful sight. Ashterah in her short pure white tunic that exposed the beautiful creamy thighs that the sculptor could not do justice to, stood beside the small altar with her back against it. She watched him through beautiful, hooded bright blue eyes framed by flame-red hair. No wonder men lusted after her for she was beauty in every sense of the word and her feminine curves were ample enough to tempt even the most pious of men, her gold belt hugged her waist and made the fullness of her hips

I replied happily. In our time together, although we had not yet stepped into sex, it didn’t mean that we had not experimented with friction here or some touching there. And while there was still some shame in getting naked in front of each other, a few weeks ago, Olivia had given me the most sublime experience of my life. We'd found ourselves alone in her room, and after so many racy kisses, Olivia had allowed me to remove her top and bra. I thought I’d die at that moment when I admired for the first time, those rounded and perfect mounds.

Octavia said from the bedroom. I set the wine and strawberries down on the counter and continued to the bedroom, curious about the lust that I heard in her voice. Were we both on the same page? The door opened to reveal an angel in white lace that was kneeling on our bed. Her red curls were pulled over one shoulder, leaving the other completely bare. The white lace baby-doll negligee was new and fit her like a fucking dream. It cupped her breasts and was completely open along the stomach, giving me a great view of the abs that she’d been working hard for and the soft curves of those hips that I loved to hold onto. Her face was bare, which was perfect because she didn’t need makeup. She was a