Rachel Specter Nude Novels & Stories

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.

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.

It’ll work. — No, not enough, find me a woman in the same cell, I want an enraged one. A desperate one. Someone who has nothing left. Promise her that I will pay her debts. That she can have fun. Unleash herself. That she can make her swallow every word, every breath. — Got it, you want a hungry hyena. I can do that. — And I want the photo. Send it to me as soon as it's done. — Received.

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?

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.

The female doctor said in delight and hugged her. "Natalie, I am here to ask you for a favor." Julie said dropping Amanda on couch. Natalie looked at Amanda and frowned. "What happened to her? Did someone attacked her?" Natalie asked looking at her torn clothes "Nathalie five men raped my daughter before my eyes and I was helpless. I can't save her." Julie broke into tears. Natalie gasped and looked at Amanda with pity. She was unable to speak anything. She only hugged Julie and comfort her.

“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.”

Ten minutes later, I’m lying on a paper-covered table with my feet in butterfly position, wondering if I’ve made a horrible mistake. Rachel’s standing near the wall, watching like she’s observing a live science demonstration. “Are you seriously going to stand there and watch this happen?” She sips her iced coffee and nods. “Yep. It’s weirdly empowering from this angle.” “Rachel, will you please stop staring at my wax technician like this is some kind of TED Talk?” She waves me off. “Ain’t no big deal. You can watch her torture my labia next.” Kim snorts. “She’s not wrong.”

I stare at the clear water, unsure whether to take a dip in it. "Zalev, I don't have swimwear with me. And I so want to swim in this, it's like a bathtub," I say softly. He smiles as he looks at me. "You can go in naked. I will turn around and then you jump in. I promise you that the water won't reveal anything of your body". Immediately after his words, he does indeed turn around. Slowly I take off the clothes Rachel lent me.

Some were being fingered, while their moans were swallowed by the loud music. Luther must have felt my tension because he glanced at me, then quickly looked away, like he didn't want to see my reaction. Then, something even weirder happened .A woman approached Luther, almost completely nude, just wearing a fishnet top that clung to her chest, exposing her bare nipples while hardly covering her backside. "Luther!" she called out, her voice dripping with something I couldn't quite place.. Luke immediately stopped rolling Luther and casually walked away.. "Athina," Luther replied, his voice surprisingly even.