Rachel Robinson Nude Novels & Stories

Miss Smith had an amazing, sexy body. She looked like one of those gorgeous co-eds from one of the Girls Gone Wild videos—and I mean that literally. I think I actually had seen her in one of those videos before I got sick. When her robe opened up, revealing her round breasts with those pale triangles of tan-lined skin at their centers, I was certain I had seen her like this before. It didn't seem like the time to bring it up, though.

He told himself he was just curious. The door to the women’s locker room was slightly ajar. He pushed it open. Raven stood under the shower spray, completely naked. Water cascaded over her toned body, tracing every line of muscle and curve. Her breasts were full and heavy, nipples dark and tight from the cool water. Tattoos snaked across her ribs and down her strong thighs. She had a fresh split lip and a bruise forming on her cheekbone, but she looked more alive than any woman Lucas had ever seen.

Earlier she woke up feeling the heaviness on the side of her waist she look down and saw her nakedness with Cole's arms across her body. She tried to move but she felt the pains on the different parts of her body their bare limbs are tangled with one another and the tingling sensation she felt down there. She raise her eyes to the face of the person who is laying down beside her. She look at his handsome and we'll sculpted face. His a day old stubble adds the character of his attractive face. The long and curvy lashes are unusual for a man but it adds his sexiness and attractiveness. His eyes the richness of his bluish orbs. "Wait a minute!" Rachel was shocked when she realized that he was a

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.

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?"

Each exchange is a bite, a promise, a war. The room shrinks, the outside world fades away. There is only the rain beating against the windows, and our bodies seeking to engulf each other. Raphaël pushes me toward the bed, his hands exploring my shoulders, my back, my waist, as if searching for a secret map engraved in my skin. I let myself be guided, but I choose the rhythm: I pull him to me, I force him to yield, I overturn his momentum by riding him.

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.”

Ravenna Roberts was on her knees in the center of the dark room, completely naked except for the tight black leather collar around her delicate neck. The faint red light from a lamp bathed her fair skin, highlighting the generous curves of her heavy breasts, her slim waist, and her large, round, perky ass that she kept slightly raised, like a silent offering. Her knees ached against the cold wooden floor, but the pain only made her pussy throb harder, already wet with anticipation.

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?

He was looking at the woman in the bedroom who was taking off her bathrobe and preparing to take a rose petal bath. Her figure was really perfect! Her skin and figure could be described as devilish! Rick looked very carefully and replied, “Rachel Clarke.”