Outer Banks Nude Novels & Stories

Now Adom was completely naked in front of his eyes, and he had never seen anything more beautiful. "all mine..." He groaned under his breath as he leaned back over him and watched those half-lidded eyes follow his every move. Adom's skin shone in the moonlight as if a million little sparkles decorated his body. Sebestian leaned in again and captured Adom's lips in his, and he swallowed the little moans coming from his love. He caressed his soft skin, and his fingers ghosted over those pink, hard nipples. Adom's back arched when his hands came into contact with them, and he took them between his fingers, twisting and pulling on them until Adom was a moaning mess underneath him. Sebestian felt

I replied playfully. "We can do naked but that is something that you and I can take pictures of privately." Rustin replied. "I only agreed to you being topless since they promised no male crew." "Right? It's not like my breast is going to exposed in any of the pictures." "You naked is not a view I'd want to share with anybody."

The tree trunk behind her seemed to fade into the background, its rough bark a stark contrast to the smooth, perfect skin of Nathan's chest. As she broke away from the kiss, her eyes fluttered open, drinking in the sight of Nathan's half-naked form. His shirt lay discarded on the ground, revealing a broad, wide chest that seemed chiseled by the gods themselves. His abdomen was a masterpiece of muscle and sinew, each ridge and curve perfectly defined. The lady's hands seemed to move of their own accord, tracing the contours of Nathan's torso, feeling the smooth, perfect skin beneath her fingertips.

Trista’s POV I couldn’t help but notice Johnson’s naked body as he stood. His clothes had long since been torn to shreds and my tiny cardigan did little cover his muscular frame as we walked away from the water and down the beach. His chest was glistening from the water. Normally, I would have taken a moment to appreciate and admire his perfectly sculpted chest. But time was of the essence. We had to get out of here. So I tried to avert my eyes. Luckily, we had found his torn pants. They must have stuck to his fur or something.

I ran back to the library to my uncle Harry's computer. The first one I insert in the DVD drive is labeled NST01. There is also an NST02, NST03 and NST04. The computer is in auto-play mode and it mounts the DVD. There is an MS-Word file, an mpeg video file and a folder full of jpeg files. I open the jpegs first because I want to see if they are pictures of Nicole. They aren't. They are pictures of an older woman about my mom's age. The pictures show her in various stages of undress, then various nude poses; bent over, legs spread, masturbating and some close ups of her erect nipples and wet pussy lips. She's a very attractive woman and my cock is responding, especially to the one with her le

It only hides my nipples. “Wait for me here in the same pose” Daddy said, leaving me on the shore. He backed onto the beach with a camera grinning at me, he captured my few photos in the same pose. “Now baby fill your fist with sand and put them slowly on your cleavage,” he said, suggesting me some new pose. “But I will be naked,” I said with hesitation. I have never done nude photoshoots. “Princess, you are doing it for your daddy only,” he said, capturing both hands off my breasts.

The picture of her dark tits would be signed into his cerebrum until the end of time. Dixon kept stripping down, and he found it totally mind-boggling that somebody would get exposed down at the spring. The young lady had guts, also a fantastic awe-inspiring dark figure. He had never seen a person of such colour naked in reality. She walked out until the water was simply underneath her groin, then, she plunged down and stood up once more. She seemed to be fluid chocolate. Water shimmered as it ran down her body. Her tits were earthy colored chocolate and her nipples were monsters, dull chocolate kisses. She had a thick backwood of completely dark pubic hair that drops of water gripped to. Wh

When the old dock finally appeared through the trees, the sky had turned the color of bruised peaches. Lila waited at the far end under the single floodlight, flanked by eight women in black leather. Whips hung at their hips. Each carried a small remote. Lila’s smile was sharp enough to cut glass. “You came,” she called, her voice carrying over the lapping waves. “Naked and collared. Leaking like the desperate little fucktoys you are. How touching.” Jenna stepped forward first, the others close behind in tight formation. Cum glistened on her thighs and breasts. The five collars glowed in perfect sync.

Maryanne, sitting naked on the floor and watching me made it doubly erotic. The nude sunbathing was Maryanne's idea. I didn't know that she frequently sunned herself on the secluded patio in her backyard. I should have noticed that she had no tan lines. With her lying naked on a chaise lounge, I shot her rubbing baby oil all over her body. Since part of the video included her standing up and turning around for the camera, she wanted her back covered with oil as well. That was my job, she informed me, and I jumped into it enthusiastically.

the curvy one murmured, her lips grazing my neck, teeth nipping. They guided me to the dock’s edge, laying me down, the wood warm against my back. The auburn one stripped off her tank top, her breasts bouncing free, nipples dark and hard, then yanked my dress off, leaving me naked. The curvy one shed her bikini, her curves glistening, and they both descended, the auburn one sucking my clit, her tongue delving deep, while the curvy one kissed up my stomach, taking a nipple into her mouth, sucking hard.