Rebecca Chen Nude Novels & Stories

*BE MY NAKED LOVE* *CHAPTER 3* Was she ready to go back and make more money? But having an enemy getting in the way of her peace. How about the mysterious man, would he want her naked again? She thought about all these but right now all she needed was a good long rest.

She stares at me, unable to look away, to flee, to deny. I let her fall even further. She collapses to the ground, her arms around her knees, her head buried in her arms, sobs uncontrollable. Her hair clings to her cheeks, wet with tears. She trembles all over, caught in a cyclone that I control with my gaze. LUCAS

It was before class. Rebecca and Jenny were heading to the academic building when they saw a huge crowd gathered around the bulletin board. "Come on, let's check it out," Jenny said, pulling Rebecca along. If she had known what they would see, she never would have gone over. There, right under Rebecca's award photo and bio, was a printed picture of a naked girl embracing a naked man. The angle captured only the man's bare back but left the girl's face exposed. The critical parts were blurred, with a full page of text right beside them.

The front door opened before he could knock. Rebecca stood there in the doorway wearing nothing but a thin white tank top and tiny black cotton shorts that barely covered the bottom curve of her ass. No bra. Her nipples were already hard, two dark little points pressing against the fabric like they were begging for attention. Her long auburn hair was down, messy like she’d just climbed out of bed, and her bare feet were painted a deep, sinful red. “Alex,” she breathed, voice low and a little husky. “You came.”

Rebecca didn't want anyone to see her naked, so she quickly cleansed herself. 'That's correct. I don't want them to see me naked, but I was too hasty to undress in front of that man' Rebecca thought. She submerged half of her face in the water, which certainly calmed her nerves. Rebecca's hands glided across her breast, and the simple touch hardened her nipples. She was so sensitive that she couldn't stop herself from exploring down between her thighs.

Cindy rubbed her ass against my lap as she said, "I dare you to give Alicia a lap dance." Rebecca smiled widely and readily stood up off Alicia's lap. She then grabbed her phone and tossed it to me. I scrolled through her music list and selected a good song. I hit play and "Cherry Pie," by Warrant began playing. Rebecca began to rub her hands up and down her body as she moved sensually to the music. With a quick flick of her wrists, she unhooked her bra and let it fall off her chest. She then twirled it over her head as she shook her ass and turned around. She bent at the waist and lewdly displayed her puckered asshole and very wet pussy to Alicia. She then sat down backward on Alicia's lap

He made every other man in the group look like a before photo. And clinging to his arm fingers curled possessively around his sleeve, body angled into his side like a punctuation mark was Rebecca Rong. She was dressed in a limited-edition Chanel that probably cost more than most people's rent. Her hair was swept up perfectly. Her smile, directed at Sebastian, was warm and practiced and utterly flawless. Vivian's expression went absolutely flat. Of course. Nathan and his impossibly accurate mouth. She had barely hung up the phone and here they were, materializing out of thin air like the universe had a twisted sense of humor.

She pushed the tray aside, resting against the table, replying to one of her followers who had just commented on her fitness. Marco stood by the kitchen door, observing Rebecca, he had always wanted her from the first day he set his eyes on her and now he's not going to fuck this chance he got. She was wearing a bum short that covered just half of her ass and a tube singlet. Her nipples pushed against the fabric. It's safe to say that she's practically naked and a beauty to behold. Her red hair was packed in a messy ponytail. Boy was she a sight for sore eyes.

The sight was filthy—her soft, pale breasts jiggling, nipples hard, spit and pre-cum making everything shiny and messy. “I need you inside me,” she panted, standing up and turning around. She bent over the kitchen island, flipping the sundress up over her ass with no panties. Her pussy was shaved, puffy, and dripping down her thighs. “Fuck me raw, Elias. I’m not on birth control. I want to feel it.” He didn’t hesitate. He rubbed the fat head up and down her soaked slit, then pushed in. The stretch made Rebecca moan loudly, fingers gripping the counter and back arching violently.

When he was done, he invited them to join him. If you were estimating, Rebecca would appear to be about thirty. Rebecca's hair was light brown, with only a hint of rust coloring to it. Her fair skin and medium sized breasts made her look softer than she really was. Unless she was in mode as a strict trainer. Then her hair looked like a halo of energy surrounding her head. She crackled with pure energy when she was punishing a trainee for not trying hard enough. Her mannerism was dismissive at times, or condescending at others. She listened to the proposal, and glanced through the briefing documents once and then went silent.