Pokinane Nudes Novels & Stories

For a second, I can’t do anything but stare. They’re all standing together, their jeans pulled open just enough to free their c*cks, like it’s nothing. Groaning under my breath, I swipe to the next image. It’s Mason, sitting in a leather chair, his dark hair falling slightly into his face. He’s naked, leaning back, one hand wrapped around himself. The tattoos on his hand trail up to his arm, and when I look closer, I spot the metal piercing through the top of his c*ck.

There was a chair in the corner and Jack kicked off his sneakers, then dragged his jeans and boxers off, piling them on the chair. His prick sprang free and he sighed in relief as it bounced up. He dragged his t-shirt off, then his socks and threw them on the chair. Naked now, he watched in awe as Jan reached under Patti to finger her clit. Whether she'd been close, whether Jack's presence stimulated her, or whether it was Jan's touch that pushed her over the edge didn't matter, because Patti cried out as Jan drove the dildo into her, gasping, shaking as her climax took her.

Right now I wished we had missed everything. I sat in the middle chair, fingers hovering over the keyboard like they had a mind of their own. My eyes were glued to the screen, but my stomach was somewhere on the floor. There she was—Nina—completely naked except for those stupid diamond waist beads and the heels that made her legs look endless. She was kneeling in front of the open drawer, holding that thick black dildo like it was a live grenade. Her face… God, her face. Wide eyes, jaw slack, trying so hard to stay calm while her cheeks burned red.

Near one of the firepits, a woman was completely naked, straddling the lap of a seated warrior, riding his cock aggressively while another man stood behind her, his hands gripping her breasts as he kissed the side of her neck. It was pure, uncensored pornography playing out in real life. It was dirty, it was wet, and it was completely unapologetic. There were no closed doors. There was no shame. If someone wanted someone, they grabbed them, threw them down, and took them while the rest of the pack cheered or ignored them entirely. My southern upbringing was screaming at me. Every single etiquette lesson, every rule of propriety I had ever been taught demanded that I turn around, cover my eye

Hе lookеd likе sin. Curious, I clickеd on his profilе. Hе didn’t post much. But whеn hе did? God. His last thrее picturеs wеrе all I nееdеd to dеstroy my sеlf-control: Him shirtlеss at thе bеach, with a caption that just said “pеacе.” Him in thе gym mirror, swеat dripping, jaw clеnchеd.

Is lust not just the manifestation of animal desire? “Now the sex potion is working on your young white wife,” the Papuan boy said, “We can begin with the fucking.” The six now totally naked Papuan men approached the sex bed. All paid homage to the naked young white maiden as they brandished their erect dark cocks in their hands. The thirty-year-old Papuan with the impressive long but thin cock told Emma to stand up off the bed. Without question, in a sex slave mode, Emma did. Long dark cock lay on his back on the bed, his rampant slender phallus pointing to the moon. I knelt beside the bed to get a silhouette of his erect dark cock against the white moon.

Nita said, "It is better when he cums on you." The third time was even better. Rather than join the girls in pressing, Nita decided to sit on the other side of me and get herself off with her fingers. We made a little masturbation sandwich that way, me stroking my cock, my sisters lying on the ground, and Nita on the other side. Her legs spread wide, hiding nothing. She already had her top off and for this round, Nita stripped down naked. I was surprised to see that her pussy was covered in dark, curly hair completely untrimmed. There was something arousing and naughty about that.

Aria’s POV: Through the crack in the door— I saw him. Kade. Bare-backed and glistening, fully nude , sweat painting his skin like he’d just finished the first round. The air was thick with sex and his cologne—dark, intoxicating. I knew Kade was attractive, but this? This was something else entirely. *Oh my* His shoulders were broad, the kind that made fingers itch to trace the hard line of muscle down his back. The afternoon light caught the sweat along his spine, that tantalizing dip between his ridges—like an invitation.

* * * Pastor Lance Green My daughter smiled down at me as she straddled me, her round boobs jiggling. She had silver barbells threaded through her nipples. She had gotten them pierced to look more exciting in the pornos she made with the Millers. Her blue eyes sparkled as her shaved cunt rubbed on my dick.

"Give me the most expensive wine you have then." He nods. "Sure thing. I will be right back with your wine." He says before retreating. I watch him leave and turn back to face the pool then I see him, Ronan. He is naked from the waist up, his chest glistening with water. His chest—holy smoke show— he looks like a demigod, he can be a model. Those really hot guys who model for an underwear brand, he can pass as one. Broad shoulders, huge arms, lean waist, and boy, those packs, I knew he was going to be huge from his build but I didn't expect him to look like this.