Phoebe Zhang Nude Novels & Stories

Part of me wanted to bury myself deep inside her as soon as possible; the other part wanted to savor every moment. Despite a slight shake in her hands, Phoebe didn’t hesitate. She kept her eyes trained on mine as she unzipped her dress and the gauzy material pooled around her ankles. The Lingerie went next, sliding down inch by torturous inch until a masterpiece of bare golden flesh unveiled itself.

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."

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?

Instead, it only left me feeling even more frustrated. Looking at Shanine's annoyed expression, I knew nothing was going to happen tonight. Just then, Phoebe finished her shower. She had changed into another outfit. This time, it was a loose camisole that exposed her smooth shoulders. Her figure looked even more striking; the loose fabric somehow clung tightly around her chest. The sight nearly drove me crazy. However, with Shanine beside me, I did not dare stare for too long. "What are you doing, Richard? Getting impatient while I was gone?" Phoebe teased.

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.

And Jerald, he was right there. Hudson realized my shift in demeanor and worried, "Are you okay, Phoebe?" He paid for the order and collected it. "Yeah," I responded weakly, trying to forget my moment of embarrassment. Fiona and Wendy were right there, not to mention my terrible Alpha. The other warriors witnessed me climax in front of them. It was such a humiliating experience, a platinum shame. How do I show my face around them? "Phoebe, what's wrong? Please tell me." He pleaded.

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."

**** Zelda I was working on my sketches as I sipped water slowly, trying to cool off, while Jian stretched her legs and scrolled through her phone, clearly enjoying herself. “Zelda, you really have the ‘hot search physique,’ don’t you?” she teased. “You’re trending again. Netizens are saying you and Fu Xavier are a perfect match! ‘Unruly bad boy racer x cool and beautiful schoolgirl’—I mean, come on, this is top-tier storytelling!” I raised an eyebrow at her. She was far too entertained by the spectacle. Last night, we’d gone to watch Xavier's race together, and I’d only spoken to him briefly. Somehow, that turned into photos posted online, making it seem like we were intimate.

The answer to those question eluded me, and I barely knew who to ask for help. “Go natural,” Phoebe said easily. I turned to look at her. She had her towel off, and she was walking naked to her side of the bed without a single care in the world. That was Phoebe, she was just weird. And, she didn’t care who saw what, claiming that we were all women, and no-one had a right to feel shy looking at the same female bodies that is the same as yours. Licking my lips slightly, I turned to the mirror. My cheekbones seemed so pale and dry. I wasn’t looking my best at all. I thought maybe a heavy makeup would do the trick.

The plea in his eyes turned into raw terror. "Y-You saw that?" His voice was barely audible. "I did," I calmly replied. Zane went as pale as paper. He tried to stand, only to collapse back onto his knees. He scrambled to explain. "Listen, Sadie! I-I was just trying to brush her off. I didn't mean any of it! "I saw her as you, and I-I was just acting!" I ignored his hollow excuses and found them utterly pathetic. Reaching into my pocket, I pulled my phone out and held it up to his face.