Rachel Griffin Nude Novels & Stories

Rachel said, rubbing her on my naked chest and back. “Not when my girlfriend is wrapped with me,” We stayed like these for a few minutes and I noticed Rachel with her eyes closed, her head on my shoulder, yawing. She is tired, and her body is showing clear signs of it. I carried her petite figure on the bed, covering her with a blanket, her hands still wrapped around me, not leaving me. “Sweet dreams,” I mumbled, planting a gentle kiss on my forehead, separating myself from her, and changing into my PJs. Covering myself, cause I don’t know what will happen if I lay naked with Rachel on the same bed. Things might get pretty hot and I don’t want the latest, not today when she is so tired.

my words rumbling out of my gritted teeth. The only thing serving as an obstruction was the layer of clothes we were both putting on. "Release it Racheal! and do it now!" "Why would I do that Mr Noah..." She said while slowly riding me and at the same holding my hands between the sides, giving her full control. I was in pain as it wanted a release from the cage it was, and Racheal was the only one that could do that....."Mrs Gordon, we are on the road remember?" I had to distract her, but she was so strong-headed.

"After that ... we started kissing each other whenever we were in bed together. It just ... felt right. She was comforting me, holding my demons at bay and I was so happy and loved and ecstatic to have her there. One night, though, I woke up to the bed swaying ... and I could see Rachel in the moonlight, her nightshirt raised to her hips, her hand in her panties ... she was moaning softly, grunting as her hand moved. I asked her what she was doing and she yanked her hand out of her panties and I could see it glisten in the moonlight. I didn't ... I had never ... masturbated ... before. She showed me, though. She showed me what she was doing, how I could make myself feel so good with my hands

he cried with such gratitude, Sally couldn't help but smile. "Please, please would you take your clothes off?" he asked. Rachel looked up at Sally who took a breath before kicking off her sandals and unbuttoning her dress. She let it slide to the floor to reveal simple black underwear which nevertheless showed off her curves deliciously. "Here take over," Rachel said. Sally sat down and took hold of his erection and continued to toss it slowly. She guessed that because he'd already come he might have more stamina this time. Rachel stood up and, with a big smile, pulled off her top to reveal a racy royal blue bra, her nipples clearly visible through it. She discarded her shoes before peeling

Rachel is lying naked on a bed, presumably her own, masturbating with a purple vibrator, as a woman moans through what is obviously a fake orgasm. My cock responds instantly as Rachel rubs the tip of the vibrator up and down against her pussy lips before slipping the entire length of it inside her pussy. Holy shit! I can't believe she has this unprotected video on her computer. It looks like she's alone, probably using the MacBook camera to record herself. For herself? For someone else? For uploading?

They were moans. “Oh yes, honey…umm..do it faster.” I heard Rachel moaning. My heartbeats raced up. I pressed my ears on the door and the man’s voice made the earth slipped under the teeth. “I..can’t…hold longer.” He gasped. My body went numb. I twisted the door knob and it wasn’t locked. The sight in front of my eyes wasn’t less than a living nightmare. A naked Rachel was riding him while his hands were on his breasts. Her eyes met mine and I saw a sinister glint in her eyes as she bit her lips. She showed me the mirror of reality. My man was with her.

“Go ahead. I have copies saved in multiple places. One email to your husband and your boss and this whole perfect life you have blows up. So here’s the deal. You’re going to do exactly what I say, or everyone sees what a cheating slut you really are.” She was breathing fast, eyes wet. I could see her hands shaking. “What do you want?” she asked quietly. I leaned back. “Take your top off. Right now.” Rachel stared at me for a long moment, then slowly pulled her tank top over her head. Her tits were perfect, a full C-cups with small pink nipples already hard. She covered them with her arms. “Drop your shorts too. And don’t cover up.” She stood up, pushed her pajama shorts and panties down in o

I looked down, and my blood almost froze. His private messages were stuffed full of my so-called nude photos and explicit videos. Even more infuriatingly, Rachel had brazenly sent him private messages to harass him. [My dear handsome boy, I like you so much! Your girlfriend Zoey Jones doesn't deserve you! She's not exactly innocent and naive like she portrayed! Come find me, and I'll tell you everything!"

After finishing, I moved to leave so she could have the space to herself, but turned back to her at the door, and said, "We should do something with the kids today." "You sure they want to be with us?" she asked. The exchange had made her body turn which opened her robe and I saw a dark spot on the side of her left breast. Rachel caught the direction of my gaze and her hand quickly closed the garment, but it was too late. "Open your robe," I demanded as I stepped, completely nude, towards her. "Why?" she asked nervously. "So, I can count the damn hickeys," I replied, fighting to hold back my anger. Several tense seconds passed as we held each other's state, before I said again, "Open the dam

Despite the increasing desire to glare at him, I simply smirked which I could see, drove him madder with how red his neck and face turned. Like a fucking tomato! Dressed in a pair of black leather pants and a red crop top, Rachel, one of our team mates walked up to my window. She looked gorgeous as always with her well-fitted clothes. She put on a show as she removed her crop top revealing a black bra underneath it. The bystanders cheered her on. She perched down low to rest her arms against the frame of the wide opened window. She was the only girl in our gang who understood racing and knew how to race and truthfully speaking, she had both the brain and the beauty, unlike Sophie.