Rhea Ripley Nude Porn Novels & Stories

The sight of Gabby’s pussy seemed to drive her wild with desire and she slid down the rest of her dress, revealing her own. I stood there, staring at their fully naked bodies. My cock rock hard and now wet from saliva and champagne. Rhea laid beside Gabby and began to help her rub her pussy. Licking her fingers, she slipped two of them deep inside Gabby, who gasped and gripped the bed with pleasure. Rhea sucked and kissed Gabby’s breasts as she fingered her. I laid down beside my wife and squeezed her round ass, slapping it once. I pulled her cheeks apart and ran my fingers around her pussy, kissing her back and neck. Unable to resist, Rhea swiftly rolled on top of me and kissed me passionat

she says, voice low and thick with want, “take your clothes off.” You start with your shirt. Your hands fumble a little, but you get it over your head and toss it to the floor. Your chest is rising fast, breath caught somewhere in your throat. You toe off your shoes, then unbutton your jeans. The zipper sounds loud in the room. You push them down and step out of them, then your boxers. You’re naked. Hard. Nervous. Rhea’s eyes drop down your body. She licks her lips. “You look so fucking good like this.”

Something that mirrored the way we’d devour each other. But curiosity arose. What was the hype about straight sex anyway? I told myself it was just to mock them and prove how little they appealed. So I clicked a random video in the hetero category. The woman was on her knees with her mouth open but my eyes locked on the man who stepped into frame. Glasses perched on a greek nose, buttoned shirt that hid his broad shoulders. Then he stripped to reveal carved abs, thighs like thick columns and his cock; thick and twisted ropes for veins. It began to harden into something obscene.

He replied in a low voice. Meanwhile, Lucius and Victor remained silent, sat it out, and waited for it to end. “What are you talking about?” Shirley asked with a perplexed look on her face. Lucian grinned mischievously, “Let me give you a quick summary. Almost a year ago, Miss Ripley and I met in a bar, and we FUCK a lot. Almost every day for 90 days. I’m her first and I penetrated all her holes. I can’t even remember how many times. I fuck her in the barn, in the boat. Even my parents saw her naked in my room. Her legs spread in there on display for me to ravish.” He said mockingly.

she asked, her fingers already toying with the tie on her towel. His eyes darkened. "Show me." She let the towel drop. The bikini top followed. Then her bottoms. Naked, she stood in the center of the suite, bare and unashamed, her skin kissed golden by the sun. The camera caught all of her. She dropped to her knees. Adonis grunted. Rylee's hand trailed between her thighs, slow, deliberate, teasing herself as she stared into the phone. She parted her legs, fingers working against her slickness, letting out a soft moan.

"Look! This is your so-called innocent, pure woman who's never been with a man!" Damien's eyes widen as he stares down at the floor. Images of Celia tangled intimately with various prominent figures assault his vision. Politicians, business leaders, even some of his own pack members. The explicitness is so extreme it's even more obscene than my hundred-plus videos. "This is..." Damien's voice cracks. He can't finish the sentence. His hands shake as he picks up photo after photo. Each one shows Celia in compromising positions with different men. "Did Aria give these to you?" he jerks his head up, desperation creeping into his voice. "Don't let her fool you! She could have faked these!"

I push the door open and that's when I'm greeted with the shock of my life. Standing under the shower is a man, a naked, tattooed man! This must be Oliver Calloway. His eyes meet mine and he just stares at me, not even half as shocked as I am. For a moment, my eyes trail over his body, from his wet brown hair to his muscled body, all the way down to his huge... Oh no! “I'm so sorry,” I mouth.

“Tell Matthew exactly who owns this sloppy cheating pussy now.” Lilian moaned like a pornstar, pushing back on my cock hungrily. “Matthew… baby, I’m so sorry… but I can’t do this anymore. Riley fucks me so much better. Her cock is so fucking deep… ahhhh fuck! It stretches me out so good!” I laughed and started pounding her harder, the loud wet slapping of skin on skin echoing through the room. I made sure the camera got a perfect close-up of the thick strap disappearing into her stretched, creamy hole, her juices dripping down her thighs in messy strings.

It was pathetically ridiculous. I didn't know how long I sat there, paralyzed, before I finally calmed down. The first thing I did was to unlock my phone and book a flight to Portia for seven days from now. Portia was the city of my dreams, which I had given up just to stay by Zane's side. Now, I was going to pick up my brush again and chase the art dream I had put on hold for love for far too long. Next, I zipped the sordid photos from the laptop and sent them to my best friend, Renee Jones. Her call came through almost instantly, and her voice was full of shock and fury.

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.