Rachel Robinson Nude Novels & Stories

“Let me find you something.” I dug around for a minute before realizing... this wasn’t going to work. Rachel has curves I could only dream of. I’m five-five, blonde, average all around. She’s taller, fuller, and everything about her screams confidence. My clothes would barely qualify as a joke on her. Before I could say anything, I heard the sound of fabric rustling behind me. I turned around just as Rachel slipped out of her bra, completely unbothered. “Problem solved,” she said, crawling under the blanket in nothing but a thong.

Plodding backwoods Robyn is the everyday reality. I undress and strip out of my sports bra and briefs. Then I stand and stare at myself, taking stock. I'm slim and toned, with only the slightest hint of extra padding around my bum. At least there's that, I suppose. If I can't be hot I can at least be hardcore. I cup my breasts and squeeze them together gently. Adequate cleavage. Not that it matters right now, given that I'm my only lover.

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.

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

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

Anna So... I've made a new discovery. Robin came home, showered, and now he is standing half-naked inside the kitchen and... I think I'm lost in my husband. I mean, it should be illegal to look like that... Those abs. Those slabs of pecs. My throat feels parched as I stand by the kitchen counter. The muscles flex in Robin's big arm every time he wipes that blue towel against his handsome face. Straight out of the shower, shirtless with a happy trail leading down to his Calvin Klein boxers.

Celestine only nodded in response. Damien then lead her to his warehouse. He then opened the door to cell. Celestine was shocked to see the scene. Julie was crying, her eyes were swollen and dark shade of red. She was tied to a metal chair. Her eyes were looking at a particular direction. Celestine followed her line of site and froze. Amanda was laying naked and lifeless on ground. Her body was bruised and blood was dripping from her private part. Her eyes were lifeless.

In fact, his eyes were as cold as ice. Reluctantly, I walked to the wooden board. I could see the smiles on the faces of the Alphas. They couldn’t wait to see me strip. “Rachel Weston, we don’t have all the time in the world. Strip now!” The man roared at me with hatred all over his face. I flinched in shock, and reached for the zipper of my robe and zip it down. The robe yanked off my body, down my feet. I was left in my panties with my breasts bare.

Olivia was very conscious of Roberta's body outlined beneath her silk negligee and the pressure of her full breasts against the material. She held her breath as Roberta sat up on the bed, and in what seemed like a single gesture, slowly lifted the negligee, drew it over her head and tossed it aside and sat naked and unashamed before her, shaking out her lustrous mane of red hair. Olivia held her breath, conscious of the fierce thumping of her heart. A wave of colour mounted her cheeks. She could not draw her eyes away. It was quite obvious to Roberta, as she turned in Olivia's direction, that her companion was stunned by the sight and nearness of her now naked body, a body that was all curve

She loved kissing, groping, and sucking Rachel's big tits, but when Rachel tried to go down on her, Isabella gently put on the brakes. She was more than happy, though, to join my wife in worshipping my cock together — their tongues and lips working in perfect harmony. Before she left, I took some incredibly hot nude photos of her, including a few of her and Rachel posing naked side by side, their bodies pressed close. Rachel had shared stories from our decade of swinging, and Isabella confessed she dreamed of finding a man who would happily share her with other lovers.