Rebecca Chen Nude Novels & Stories

She traces the line of my collarbone with one fingertip, then lower, between my breasts, watching my reaction like she’s memorizing every shiver. “You’re beautiful when you let go,” she whispers. She unhooks my bra with practiced ease, letting it fall. Her palms cup my breasts, thumbs brushing over my nipples until they tighten under her touch. A soft sound escapes my throat. Rebecca leans in, kissing the side of my neck, then sucking lightly just below my ear. The spot she knows makes my knees weak. One of her hands slides down my stomach, unbuttoning my jeans and tugging them down along with my underwear in one smooth motion. I step out of them, completely bare now while she’s still fully

While her friends were with Charles and Andre, Rebecca called Charles for the first time in a long time. Upon seeing her call, Charles had to get up from the group, and move far away, where he was sure, there was no noise, and no one could hear them. "Becca, is it really you calling? Now is the eve of my fake wedding not the best day of my life? He asked, but Rebecca just went straight to the point. "Don't post all those nudity to the world, she will be ruined for ever". She pleaded, but Charles had his answer ready.

Aiden. "Yes, Alpha" she beamed, her lips stretching into a smile. She stood up from the chair that scraped the wooden floors, slowly swayed her hips as she stood up. All the thoughts about this day, or other girls left my mind, and now it was only Rebecca and I. She bent on the table, showing off her plump ass. She was wearing a tight short black one shoulder bodycon dress that reached just above her ass. Her long legs were on display, and when she bent part of her plumb ass showed, making my dresspants tighten.

Rebecca's face turned crimson with his naughty smile. "Crysler, please." She yelled. He laughed loudly and then let her go. Rebecca came back into the room with a thumping heart. 'I have so many works to do.' She reminded herself. Rebecca took her clothes and then move out of the room. She came into Julie's room, he is asleep. She showered in her bathroom and dried her body off then wear her dress. She selected an elite colour palazzo pants with a baby pink full-sleeve shirt. She tugged her shirt into her pant. She tightened it with a pink belt around her palazzo pant. She put on little pearly earnings in her ears. Rebecca did a natural make-up look, she put on high heels that were matching

She opened her mouth like she was going to speak again, but closed it again as she glanced over my shoulder. Before I could ask her what was wrong, I was stopped by an ice-cold hand on my shoulder. I turned around to see who it was and when I saw them, I thought, that’s just perfect. Rebecca was standing behind me with a proud and mocking expression. Her made-up lips curled into a wicked smile and her eyeliner looked positively predatory. She was wearing a red blouse and a pair of black shorts. Her knee-high boots had a small heel to them. It wasn’t a very practical outfit for a battle class, I thought.

She’d faced the worst-case scenario. “Becca…You know why deep down. We should never have called it off. That kiss on the set proved that. I swear if that mic hadn’t moved in my field of vision when it did, we may have made love there behind that storage crate.” Rebecca’s hands stayed in her lap as she listened to Everett. Her eyes didn’t leave her hands as she wrung them. “I don’t do that, Everett, and you know it. I don’t like the idea of anyone seeing me naked, and I am not into making porn.” When Everett mentioned what he’d want to do, she reacted to her.

The meaning was clear, it was time. Rebecca lied down flat on her back, and slowly spread her legs open. Mark put his hands up and started chanting again. Like the women Mark was now drenched with sweat and he looked magnificent. Rebecca put her arms up over her head, and I could see her entire body shaking. Mark stood poised over her, his enormous cock now seeming more like a weapon than a part of his anatomy, as he started down at this young girl who had never been with a man before.

Good thing they were also caught up about it that they did not notice what it has done to me. But what the hell?! “Tita!” Rebecca expressed protest and even stomped her foot. “You can’t have me wear that!” “What do you mean?” Mrs. Fernandez had this innocent look, but a mischievous smirk was lurking on her lips. “What’s so wrong about wearing a swimsuit?” “Because---.” Rebecca paused and her eyes flew at me. I quickly darted mine as I felt my cheeks flushed. “Because there are boys here.” “And???” She pressed for more answer. “Hera here is a model. Worn possibly more than a hundred swimsuit. But does that affect how you see her?”