Rachel Griffin Nude Novels & Stories

The photo loaded slowly. It was Rachel in what looked like a hospital staff bathroom stall. Her scrubs were pushed down around her thighs. Her legs were spread. Two fingers held her pussy lips open, showing how obscenely wet and swollen she was. Her clit was visibly throbbing. A thin string of arousal dripped down toward the toilet seat. The caption beneath it made my stomach drop.

I had seen her naked any number of times, but it was usually on a sleepy morning before classes or late at night in the dim dorm lights. “How do I look now?” “Wonderful… he’ll really like it.” I snapped a couple of quick pictures. “Play with your boobs… guys love that.” She did so, rubbing her tits together, fondling them. I was so transfixed I almost forgot to snap the photo. Danni popped up off the bed. “Your turn.” I set her phone down and handed her mine and she unlocked it with my code. “Rachel, take your clothes off…” then she added, “this is fun.”

But the thought of police, fingerprints, a record… She couldn’t afford that. Slowly, she pulled her t-shirt over her head, revealing a simple white bra. Then her jeans, stepping out of them until she stood in just her underwear. Mr. Kane’s gaze moved over her , slow, deliberate. “Everything.” Riley’s hands shook as she unhooked her bra, letting her full, perky breasts spill free. Then she slid her panties down, stepping out of them. She was completely naked in the small changing room, arms instinctively crossing over her chest.

Soon, he got to know… as they arrived at the pond, the secret hideout of Rachel and Jared. Rachael turned back to her human form, standing before Justin stark naked. Justin also turned into his human form, also standing behind her naked. “I’ve missed this place, never thought I would be able to behold the beauty of this waterfall ever again.” Racheal commented, sitting down on the bare ground, dipping her feet into the pond, her eyes staring at the waterfall. Justin stood behind her, and couldn’t get over the fact that she had become even more beautiful. Her entire body, dazzling before him.

She’s currently doing a headstand on the floor with her back braced against the side of the bed. But instead of having her legs straight and together, pointed to the ceiling, they’re split wide so that I can see her gaping pussy. Her blonde hair is covering her face, but I can hear the moans emanating from her throat. Oh wow, she’s getting pounded and she clearly loves it. Because at the moment, Mr. Raphael is standing behind her, and he’s completely nude. That muscular form gleams with sweat and I can literally count each of his abs as I stand there, gaping while peering into the bedroom window.

I don't know where my mum got the bathing suit that Rachel had on, but I guarantee that she never wore it. The tiny triangles that had barely managed to cover her nipples were yellow, but the suit was piped in turquoise. There were small turquoise bows on her hips and at the top of her ass. More than a handful of that perfect ass was exposed, and I knew my cock was visibly hard in my swimming trunks. She tugged on one side of the top and nearly popped out of the other. "Fucking hell," Adrian groaned. Rachel bit her lip, "I know, does it look terrible?"

My body rocked with the force, tits jiggling, hands clawing at the pillows. More seniors joined the fray, turning it into a full gangbang blur. Rachel, the busty one with curves for days and long wavy hair, knelt beside me first. Her strap-on was pink and ridged, but she didn't use it right away. Instead, she grabbed my hand, guiding my fingers to her shaved pussy. It was dripping, lips swollen and hot.

“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.”

Rachel was dressed scantily in the video and was dancing sexily in front of more than ten men. She kissed a black man at one moment, and in the next second, she smiled seductively at a white man. At the end of the video, she had even removed her shirt and was practically naked. The video ended at that point and left things to the imagination. Of course, this was a warning to Rachel. If she continued not admitting to things, the videos that would be uploaded next would not be as simple as this one.

"With such a nice, tight pussy." We kept grinding against each other, the fabric of our clothes damp and clinging to our skin, creating a friction that was driving me insane. Just as I thought I was going to break, Rachel suddenly shoved me back. She sat up, quickly stripping off her shorts and panties until she was completely bare. Before I could even react, she lunged forward, her strong hands gripping my inner thighs like a vice. She lifted me with surprising strength, pulling my lower body toward her until she could place me directly over her face.