Piper_quinn Nudes Novels & Stories

In a blink, her panties flew across the room like a garter tossed at a wedding. She couldn’t help but laugh. “You are impatient,” she teased. “Yes, I am,” he admitted without hesitation. His hands slid to her back, gripping her ass firmly. “Come, baby. Sit on my face.” Her breath caught, a shiver racing down her spine at the command. Phillian’s expression was serious, his eyes burning with raw hunger as he waited for her to obey. “You are done riding, cowgirl,” he growled. “It’s my turn to taste you.”

Quin knew she should leave because whenever she sees dick, it’s usually in her phone, she had never seen it like this. She should back out into the hallway and pretend she had forgotten her key, she told herself, anything to erase the image of Mara’s head thrown back in ecstasy, her mouth open in a silent scream as Jade’s tongue worked her over or the sight of Marcus’s penis. But her feet were rooted to the spot.

“No sort of smoking is allowed.” Piper makes a face. “Boring.” Then she jerks her head towards the corridor, beckoning me to follow her. “Why do you look so wound up, anyway?” She asks as we slide into our booth and take our seats “Everything okay?” I clear my throat and look everywhere but at her face. “What do you mean?” She leans across the table between us, grabs my chin without warning, and tilts my face to hers. “Listen, if you aren't getting fucked right, then maybe get a dildo. You don't have to depend on the shitty males for mind-blowing orgasms.”

Heat flushed my cheeks as I admitted it, but the confession only made the ache between my thighs stronger. Lucian smiled, a slow, knowing curve of his lips. His hand slid higher on my thigh, fingers tracing light patterns on my bare skin just beneath the hem of my tight black mini dress. “Good girl,” he murmured, the praise sending a shiver through me. “That is exactly what you need tonight. Someone to take charge.” He leaned closer, his breath warm against my ear. “Tell me what you want, Piper. Use your words.”

The dirty position causes my ass to slap my legs… And fuck, I spread them open to give him a generous view of my naked hairy pussy. The piercing on my clit glistened on his expensive Rolex watch. ‘Holy fuck.’ My pussy purrs at the thought of being seen, dripping precum for him. He groans… I bet I heard it. Or maybe not… But hell yes, Enzo Macini saw my pussy. Screw that. Enzo Macini is seeing my sweet teenage pussy! “Oh, my god, my phone won’t come on.” I cry and tap my phone in my palm. I let him see my breasts and how hard his presence makes my razor-sharp nipples perk the fabric, almost tearing it out just to be noticed.

Pierce teased, licking Arianna’s ass cheeks from the bottom to the top in an attempt to soothe away the pain. “No, he didn’t,” Arianna lowly sighed. “And why not?” Pierce asked, sliding his fingers back into her tight channel. He pulled them out and sucked them into his mouth, releasing his fingers with a loud pop. “Why didn’t he enjoy his nudes, Arianna?” Pierce asked again as he massaged her insides. “H-he never got them.” “What a shame,” Pierce drawled, giving Arianna’s slit a languid lick. Arianna was in Heaven, and if being naughty got her this kind of treatment, she was fully prepared to act a donkey all the time.

I moaned uncontrollably, still imagining Jacques riding me with his large member filling me up entirely. Before I knew it, I climaxed, releasing a pool of fluid at my feet. He chuckled, taking out the dildo and cleaning me up with some baby wipes. “Jack.” I grabbed his hand and peered into his eyes. “If it’s possible…” “What is?” He kindly acknowledged my presence and caressed my face. “If it’s possible, I want to run away together. But after I get my revenge on Lenard Lee.” “Revenge. It’s the reason why you got into so much trouble, Piper?” He whispered with a flat smile.

She pushed herself up to sit on her knees but left her hand on Troy’s naked shoulder, as if fearing that he’d die if she stopped holding on to him. Quinn was filthy, covered in a sludgy mixture of mud and blood. Tears left two deep grooves in the mud caked on her face, but she appeared otherwise unharmed. Raf landed hard behind me, muttered, “Oh shit,” and disappeared back up the ladder. “What’s his problem?” Quinn asked. “You’re naked. It’s forbidden for anyone to gaze upon your nudity.” “You are gazing upon it,” she replied in a dry voice. “Yes, well, I’m gay, so…I don’t count. How is he?” I asked and knelt beside her.

Dave Pov Quinn was drinking orange juice. Her neck was up and I watched how she gulped the drink, I looked at her slender milky neck. She was wearing a purple nightgown, I couldn't see the length of the gown. But I could see her erected nipples sticking out of the gown which proved she was not wearing any bra. She looked so hot with her hair all ruffled up. I imagined myself taking her from behind with her hair in my palm. She finished drinking the orange juice, she sighs contented while licking her lips. I watched as she ran her pink tongue over her lips, she looked absolutely sexy doing that. She was about to look up, so I quickly walked into the kitchen so I wouldn't look like a pervert t

And when I questioned her about it and her cheeks flushed, I knew I was right. Piper was sexy in every way that every man had a wet dream about. She was curvy, with full tits, a soft stomach, supple ass, and thin waistline. She was the forbidden fruit put in front of me every day and knowing she also wanted a little taste... Well, it drove me crazy.