Reggie Bush Nude Novels & Stories

As Mrs. Dent broke into a run, I followed closely, our eyes glued to the suffocated sight. The rest of my class were all sunbathing on the sandy beach, laughing and chattering as they lay buck naked! Worst of all, some of them were all naked swimming in shallow waters, their private parts showing whenever the waves undulated! Even though there was no one else other than them, Mrs. Dent dashed toward them, her eyes red under her face veil as she shrieked, "Are you all suicidal?! Put on your clothes right now!"

I’m already under the shower, the hot water flowing down my shoulders. He looks at me. He sees me naked. But nothing. No reaction. Not a beat of desire. He comes in anyway. He helps me lather my body, caressing me gently. But he doesn’t even get hard. His movements are empty. His gaze is elsewhere. I turn slowly, my expression hard. — You don’t want me anymore, I whisper. Even that, you can’t give me? He lowers his eyes. Ashamed. Lost. — I’m sorry.

"Okay, let's be honest with each other here. What's really going on? Why are you having such a freak out about getting your freak on?" If it hadn't been such a serious thing for Jessica, she would have snickered at the play on words from Bianca's mouth. "Because, who does that? I ran here because I had nude pictures get exposed, and I was so embarrassed that happened, but I'm perfectly okay with shucking every part of clothing off the top half of my body and letting Layne have his way with me on the side of the road? What the fuck is wrong with me?" "Nothing," Bianca told her softly. "Nothing is wrong with you. You want to know what I think?"

She continued to rub herself until she slid the panty aside to expose her pussy, "Mmmm." Loud grunts from the man in the video, the moans from the woman he fucked, alongside Phoebe's moan filled my room under a hedonistic theme. Phoebe poked her fingers into her pussy, grinding beside me and bringing her left breast out of the bodice, to twirl her nipples. Regis began raging like a charging bull. His nostrils are flaring and I feel his hot breath in my head. Literally, my body was shaking as I fought to hold back Regis. My green eyes switched between emerald and black.

I was seeing a live naked woman for the first time! She had her legs slightly apart and I could see that her bush was trimmed for the bikini. She started back slowly fingering her clit in circles then up and down. Her whimpers made my cock even harder. I laid on my side to get a little relief. I could see a bulge in my shorts as my underwear tried to hold in my hard on.

In that video, Regina had not covered herself yet, so everyone could see that she was in sexy lingerie, being mocked by the Atomic Heat. Regina gasped, covering her mouth. ‘No!’ If that was not enough, she received another video. Regina wasn’t planning on accepting the second file, but everyone around her had.

Everybody was also nude, all of them. Dad's cock, about six inches, soft, nestled in a low-hanging sac. The son was similar, soft, cut, long. The Mother and Sister; large firm breasts, big, round areolas, with fat nipples. Everybody trimmed their pubic hair but shaved off any other body hair. Mom stared at the photo. "What the actual fuck?" Apparently her favorite phrase. "No clothes, ya don't need doors," I said. "True dat." Mom said and turned the pages.

She was stripping off her clothes again, her top already gone. "Before you undress, Renee, I want to make sure it's okay with Janet," I said. "Are all of you more comfortable being nude for your exercise?" Janet asked. All three of us said yes. That was a no-brainer for us. Yoga didn't involve a lot of bouncing, so we didn't need sports bras to protect the puppies, and swimming nude couldn't be beat. "Have you heard back from Scott about being able to work with me on Thursday night?"

I look at the disheartened reporter taking some additional notes. “Sorry about him, he-” “Whoa whoa whoa! No. I’m sorry, Miss, but you’re absolutely not going to do that.” Reggie holds his hands up and stops the human production assistant who is trying to put lotion on his chest for the photoshoot. “My wife will lose her shit if she smells another woman on me." “Mister Slater, I-I don’t think-” The assistant stops and looks confused. “Wait. I’m not even wearing perfume today.”

The dark nipples were temptingly visible through the cutouts in the lace. He waited to see if she would continue or if he should take off a piece of clothing. But Regan just drew in a deep breath, let it out, and unzipped her slacks. She kicked off her shoes, eased the slacks down her legs, and toed them aside as she stepped out of them. Now she stood before him in nothing but the bra and matching purple panties. She had the ripe figure of a woman, hips flaring, thighs nicely rounded. He had to bite the inside of his cheeks to maintain any control or, like a horny teenager, he would have come in his pants.