Rex Campbell Nude Novels & Stories

One of them — Tyler, I was almost certain it was Tyler — was standing with his hand on his hip, completely nude, talking to someone I couldn’t see, gesturing with the kind of animated emphasis that suggested a story being told at full volume. One guy — blond, enormous, tattooed — walked past the camera completely naked, scratching his stomach. Another was drying his hair with a towel that was emphatically not around his waist. Another was bent over, reaching into a lower locker, and the angle was — The camera whipped back. Chase’s face filled the screen. Close. Flushed. The specific shade of red that came from exertion and something adjacent to horror. “You didn’t see anything,” he said. “I—

A large outdoor fire pit crackled under the stars, casting flickering light across the rustic yet luxurious cabin and the wide wooden deck. Harper Caldwell, a 26-year-old American ranching and oil heiress with sun-kissed skin, long auburn hair, and a strong, curvaceous figure, stood by the fire pit in a fitted flannel shirt and jeans. The warm flames licked at her front while the cool mountain breeze raised goosebumps on her skin. She had come to escape the boardrooms. She found something far more primal. The cabin door opened. Cole “The Bull” Washington, the world-famous Black NFL linebacker and ranching mogul, stepped onto the deck. Towering at 6’10” with a massively powerful build, his da

I looked at them one by one. At first, they were just pictures of Uncle and his ex-girlfriend, but when I got to around half of it, I held my breath at what I saw. There were pictures of Uncle and his ex-girlfriend posing naked, and near the end there were even pictures of them kissing, on top of each other, and other similar poses that were R-18 and erotic-looking. “What’s… that?!” Irina pointed to the lady’s chest.

She'd have been having triplets after that barrage, no doubt. The mother and wife rolled onto her side. Her little breasts barely hung down. She, her husband, and their youngest daughter were all still completely naked. Lying splayed across the campsite like spent shotgun shells. Pamela looked over at Dominic. His penis lay flaccid on his leg. Another monster slain, Pamela thought with a smile. Her husband's body was still muscular in his advancing age and the silver on his chest only made him seem more refined. Pamela could see why her daughter had...

Laying on the king-sized bed, fast asleep, was a naked form of Callum with three naked women lying beside him. Are you kidding me? You miserable bastard!!!!

VOLUME ONE: RANSOM FROM THE TEXT MESSAGES OF RANSOM THOMPSON & NICK KEPLER N: Can you make it any more obvious? R: Can I make what any more obvious? N: You were checking out Stella hard core today at The Café. R: Yeah? I think maybe she was checking me out too. N: Ummm, negative ghostrider, I know my sister. She wasn't checking you out. R: One day, my friend, one day. I haven't put on twenty pounds of muscle since I started working with Rambo for nothing.

“Oooohhhh… fuck… yesss… I sobbed out loud, my mouth wide open as the intense, throbbing pleasure ripped through my lower body, leaving me completely breathless. I panted heavily, my sweat-slicked back hitting the mattress over and over again as the waves slowly faded away, leaving me tingling and raw. Rex slowly drew his wet fingers out of me. He stood up from his knees, stepping back onto the floor beside the bed. I lay there, my chest heaving, my legs still trembling and spread wide. I watched him through half-lidded eyes. Rex reached for the hem of his dark shirt. With one swift, powerful motion, he pulled it over his head and tossed it into the dark. The moonlight caught the full glory o

the priest droned on. People like us? PEOPLE LIKE US?! Oh, I swear to Lady Gaga, I will burn this entire camp to the ground. But, you know, internally. Out loud, I just folded my arms and looked iconic. You're welcome, gays. I’m basically saving our community right now by keeping every violent thoughts to myself. The so-called morning exercise began. Picture a bunch of nuns clapping while we did jumping jacks like sinners at boot camp. I was glaring at the holy squad the whole time when Damian muttered.

In this moment, surrounded by the sights and sounds of unbridled passion, I’m ready for anything Callum wants to give me. “Yes,” I manage to gasp out. “Please, Callum. More.” He growls low in his throat, the sound sending shivers down my spine. His hands slide around to my front, one cupping my breast while the other dips lower, teasing. “Look at them,” he commands softly, nodding towards a nearby scene. I turn my head, watching as a woman is suspended from the ceiling, intricate rope work crisscrossing her body. Her partner circles her slowly, alternating between gentle caresses and sharp flicks of a riding crop. The woman’s face is a mask of ecstasy.

Cameron decided it was time to take the plunge. "I have never seen a class-A cock before, but I have always been curious. I want you to play the rest of the game naked. I dare you to get naked," Cameron said, looking over at the head cheerleader with a devilish smile on her face. Kimber knew that now the seduction was over. The last reluctant member was completely in now, although she was surprised by how far the game had gone already. She gently grasped the bottom of her nightgown and pulled it quickly over her head. She was completely naked underneath and her erect, 7.5" cock was sticking out regally and uncircumcised from her shaved body. Jaiden literally gasped as the older girl leaned b