Rachel Griffin Nude Novels & Stories

She lap dances on the horny guys, one by one, grinding her pussy on their cocks, letting them smack her ass and grab… one crazy dude goes as far as pushing his fingers against her cunt as if to break through the sheer fabric and get access to her body. Oh, god. I clap my thighs and suck in air. ‘You want this, Elena. Seven cocks for your sanity.’ I puff and try to connect with my crazy side. It feels like a struggle. When I open my eyes, Riley isn't the same anymore. She’s stripped naked, her clothes torn as they go mad over her breasts like they’re national treasures. Sucking. Grabbing and squeezing. Plucking out the boob tapes to latch their tongues over her slutty nipples to soothe the ac

Riley’s moans grew louder, unrestrained, echoing off the studio walls. Elena pulled her fingers free only long enough to strip Riley’s leggings down her legs. Riley stepped out of them, completely naked now, skin flushed and glistening. Elena’s eyes darkened with hunger. She shrugged out of her own leotard in one fluid motion, revealing full breasts with dark nipples and the smooth curve of her hips. A neatly trimmed patch of dark hair framed her glistening sex.

“Come here, you sexy fucking tease. I need you naked.” Rachel let Kristen unzip her dress. She felt Kristen’s lips against her neck, nibbling, her teeth dragging over sensitive skin just beneath her ear. She shivered, the air charged between them. When the zipper reached the base of her spine, Kristen slid the dress off Rachel’s shoulders and let it fall. Rachel stepped out of it, leaving them both in nothing but their panties, breathing hard, flushed, already trembling with need. Kristen looked her over slowly. “You’re beautiful,” she said. “Your body... fuck, Rachel. I want every inch of you.”

Nathan had only ever been rattled by two women in his life. One. Anna. Two. Rachel. He had found her Rachel’s actions quite entertaining. He always loved a good challenge. He looked at his hard pulsating arousal. Fuck! He wrapped his hand around him and began to stroke himself. He thought about his cock buried in her clit. He stroke harder. He thought about his hand wrapped round her neck. He thought about blindfolding her. No. Not blindfolds. He wanted her to see him. He increased his pace and finally released after a while. He had been taken quite a number of cold showers lately, he definitely needed one now. Rachel could not still believe she did that. She was so ready to beg, she had wan

In one video, Joel and Michael were shirtless, lounging by the window, and smiling at her. Rachel sat nearby, blushing. She bit her lip as she sketched their bodies onto a large sheet of paper. The camera didn't capture anything below the waist, but judging by her drawing, there was nothing on them. The caption read, "I've seen that perfect body one too many times that I'm starting to get bored. I'm not in a rush to finish this sketch, but they're so invested in my life, they won't even waste time on phone calls." Not long after I scrolled past that, Rachel went live. Joel was washing her underwear on the live stream while Michael massaged her lower belly.

This was unbelievable. "Whatever you girls want," Rachael said, "strip!" Even as she said so she was quickly taking off all of her remaining clothes, slipping off her jeans, panties, and revealing her clean-shaven pussy. The other girls were quickly undressed as swell and soon the three of them were sitting on the couch naked. Rachael beckoned each of them to get closer. Soon their legs were touching. Rachael put one hand in between each of their legs and gently flicked her wrists. Both instinctively spread their legs. Rachael looked over at Tess and saw that she too was clean shaven. The smell of their hot, wet pussies was in the air now and it was intoxicating.

I scream in my head. Rachel's riding her face stark naked. I giggle, never in my wildest days did I ever imagine I'd snap Lisa with Chads ex-fucking-missus. It's seriously hilarious. I continue to watch them, I witness Rachel cumming as her body shudders viciously on Lisa's face. I have to admit, I love getting my pussy eaten out and watching Rachel cum like that has me aching between the thighs. I bite my lower lip watching Rachel rid Lisa of her undergarments throwing them aimlessly around the room. Lisa gets on all fours at the end of the bed, her eyes heavy on Rachel filled with lust as Rachel runs her tongue from Lisas clit right up her little ass. Rachel spreads her ass apart and her h

The beauty of her body is completely exposed, which makes Nicko furious again. While at the edge of the pool, Rachel wore more loose clothing. The size looks very mini. The bikini worn by Rachel was also thin enough to highlight her sensitive areas. Actually, Rachel's body is not inferior to Josephine's appearance. But in Nicko's eyes, of course, that woman means nothing. At this time, Rachel was deliberately teasing Nicko, sneaking glances at him and dripping warm water, which she took with her palm on her chest. He wanted to make sexy and seductive moves in front of Nicko.

The door to my cell clangs open, and Kelly steps inside, flanked by two guards who keep their hands close to their weapons. She looks different now—more disheveled than usual, her pristine robes stained with what looks suspiciously like blood. Her pale eyes are bright with a mixture of frustration and anticipation, and there's a cruel smile playing at the corners of her mouth. “Hello, Rachel," she says, her voice honey-sweet with false concern. "I trust you've had time to reconsider your position? Perhaps the sounds from the interrogation chamber have helped clarify the stakes for you?" She gestures casually toward the direction where Elias's screams originated, and I have to fight to keep m

She would leave it at that. His wife, Rachel, was short, with long blond hair, and a store-bought bosom. She was playful, with full lips and deep green eyes. According to Chelsea's conversations with Brian, Rachel enjoyed playing both sides as much as she loved watching the action taking place. Brian was more into the action than being a spectator. He wanted to fuck, plain and simple.