Phoebe Pine Nude Novels & Stories

They were rock hard and deep gutters formed between the walls and my hand continued to traverse his body and then it came. Phoebe's shrill cry from behind me. "Vince! My friends are off limit!" Startled, we pulled apart and I jerked my head around to see Phoebe standing there with her hands on her waist dressed in a black bandeau top and a mini bandage skirt with ankle booties. Vince groaned in annoyance and my face felt hot from embarrassment as Phoebe's eyes forever pierced into me. "C'mon Phoebs, am just having a lil' fun here nothing else to it."

Phoebe went to her room and found her half naked lying on the bed. Phoebe furrowed his brows and found liquor bottles around. When she noticed Phoebe looking at her without blinking she smirked and stood without covering herself. Spoiled Brat no doubt she is the blood of these monsters!

he whispered in a husky voice as his eyes raked over her body, darkening the more it stayed there. “Why do I feel like you mean something else,” Phoebe raised an eyebrow at him playfully. Moving away from her, Lucas stripped himself of all clothing in the space of seconds, making Phoebe avert her gaze as her face lit up from seeing his member. Even after having seen two men’s complete nudity in her lifetime, she still felt shy. She must’ve looked away for a while as the next thing she felt was Lucas’s cold hand tugging lightly at her chin, making her lock eyes with him.

Ahmed just walked away without daring to look back. Phoebe breathed a sigh of relief then looked up with her eyes closed. Finally, she is free again from the shameless man. To be honest, Phoebe was really tired because she always dealing with the same kind of people. She still closed her eyes when she heard someone's footsteps approaching her, "Thanks, Dude. You are the most I can count on as usual, but now I want to be alone for a while. I get nauseous right now."

Phoebe was it, really. It’s more like you’re one person all your life and someone shows up, taking you from your comfort zone. She challenged me. Like any Maserati would. ... Phoebe's POV Roxanne and I sat at the pool wearing bikinis and sun glasses. I'm wearing a pink-bluish maternity navy floral ruffled bikini set that's backless and showed my bump and cleavage while Roxanne's in a two piece plain lemon colored throng and bra bikini set.

Phoebe lay prone weakly on the bed, sweat streaming down her body. A man pinned her down, his hand still fondling Phoebe's breasts. He leaned in, his mouth whispering softly. "Isn't mine more pleasurable than those other men?" The man's voice was still uneven with breath. "Hmm," Phoebe tiredly responded. "Your body feels so delicious too, Darling," he whispered again into Phoebe's ear while his hand continued to move upward, squeezing her breasts. "I never feel satisfied touching you."

All-black shorts and a sleeveless V-neck top, with his black hair carefully combed backward, making him look like a prince from a fairy tale. " He is handsome, if he was an actor, would have tons of female fans drooling over him," she said to herself and chuckled. Eric got closer and examined Phoebe's appearance. She was wearing a white long-sleeve shirt and a black skirt with black flats. She felt uncomfortable but kept her cool and raised her chin, he was taller than her so it was difficult for her to face him up high. Suddenly Andrew cleared his throat and spoke." Welcome, Miss—-?"

From behind, the man thrust his cock into and out of the woman, squeezing her ass while she leaned on the table, groaning and writhing. The wish that Phoebe and I will one day be fucking like that against the wall, in bed, in the shower, and everywhere else, flashed across my mind. Phoebe had the soles of her feet resting on the edge of the pine center table. Her legs are wide apart and the robe is finally opened to reveal her black and red laced lingerie. My eyes land on how the curvature of the bodice outlines her perfectly plump breast. My heart began racing, faster and faster. Her hands are on her crotch, and she licks her lips because of knowing that I was watching her.

“Exactly. I keep trying to brush it off, but I can’t stop feeling like something’s wrong. And then... there was today. When I went for a walk in the park, I saw him talking to Phoebe under the oak tree. They were too close. She was smiling at him, leaning in, and he wasn’t pulling away. It looked... I don’t know. It felt wrong, Nina.” Her brows furrowed deeply at my words, and she sat up straighter. “Talking to Phoebe? Like, just talking?” I shook my head. “No, it wasn’t just talking. Phoebe was flirting with him. I could tell. She was leaning in too close, smiling too much. And Ryker—he wasn’t acting uncomfortable. He was... smiling, too. It didn’t sit right with me.” Nina was quiet for a m

Howard was nearly stammering, but Phoebe seemed to have made up her mind tonight. "Fu*k me and make me your woman..." Howard, "..." He didn't know what to say, but Phoebe took off her pajamas in front of him. When she exposed herself in underwear in front of Howard, she took the initiative to snuggle into his arms. Howard raised his hands and did not dare to touch her naked back. Is he going to have sex with Phoebe?