Riele Downs Nude Novels & Stories

Laptop open on the coffee table, screen dark. Riley let the coat drop—wool pooling around her ankles. Naked. Skin prickling in the air-conditioned chill. She crossed the carpet—slow, deliberate—climbed onto his desk. Papers shifted under her ass. She spread her legs wide—heels braced on the edge, thighs open, glistening already from the anticipation that had been building since she left the party two nights ago.

We all looked at Daniella with curiosity. She held out her phone and looked at us mischievously. The first image in her phone already sent us into a fit of laughter well except for Ryder who was muted and looked like his soul was just taken. The picture was taken at the beach last night. Ryder was sprawled in the sand, his arms and legs spread apart that he looked like a frog that was about to be disected, his mouth were slightly agape and I think there was saliva at the side of his mouth, but the most intriguing part was that in the crotch area of his blue shorts has a somewhat darker color looking wet that leads to one thing; he peed on his pants.

I ran back to the library to my uncle Harry's computer. The first one I insert in the DVD drive is labeled NST01. There is also an NST02, NST03 and NST04. The computer is in auto-play mode and it mounts the DVD. There is an MS-Word file, an mpeg video file and a folder full of jpeg files. I open the jpegs first because I want to see if they are pictures of Nicole. They aren't. They are pictures of an older woman about my mom's age. The pictures show her in various stages of undress, then various nude poses; bent over, legs spread, masturbating and some close ups of her erect nipples and wet pussy lips. She's a very attractive woman and my cock is responding, especially to the one with her le

"Because of you, I will start my activities late. I need to get out of this bed." Brielle's eyes were puzzled as he made that statement, but Darius didn’t explain further. He smirked and stood up from the bed. Rapidly undressing, he removed his sleepwear and stood entirely naked in front of her in seconds. Brielle gasped. Her gaze fixed on his erect dick. Still grinning, he approached her. The bed dipped as he climbed on it, and coming close, he whispered into her ears. "I'm off to bathe, but you can join me. We could bath together, and perhaps you might help me relax..."

But the thought of police, fingerprints, a record… She couldn’t afford that. Slowly, she pulled her t-shirt over her head, revealing a simple white bra. Then her jeans, stepping out of them until she stood in just her underwear. Mr. Kane’s gaze moved over her , slow, deliberate. “Everything.” Riley’s hands shook as she unhooked her bra, letting her full, perky breasts spill free. Then she slid her panties down, stepping out of them. She was completely naked in the small changing room, arms instinctively crossing over her chest.

I’d controlled myself so much over this past couple of weeks but tonight I’d get to worship her. Finally, it seemed loose enough for her to wiggle out of. Stepping back off the bed, I started to unbuckle my belt and slip it out. Ria sat up and pulled herself out of the dress. I watched as she slipped her legs out and the only thing she had been wearing was a black thong. My heart hammered as the moon shone through the window, lighting up her figure. She was silhouetted against it and took a moment to drink in the sight of her.

Just as soon as she unties me. Elsie breathed in through her teeth, creating a hissing noise. Then she slipped her fingers into the top of the dress and gently pulled it down. Her naked breasts were revealed, and her nipples grew even harder as they hit the cool air of the room. Ollie was practically drooling now. “You're killing me,” he said, shaking his head. He checked the restraints again, wanting nothing more than to have her in his hands. She just giggled as she shimmed the dress the rest of the way off. It slid down her smooth skin, all the way to the floor, rendering her completely naked. Ollie looked her up and down. She was perfect from head to toe.

However, her excitement was very contagious. I noticed Ryan had already taken his suit off and laid it on one of the lounge chairs. His physic was nice to look at, he had a few muscles here and there, just not as defined as Sean. He stood there in nothing but a pair of black boxers gazing at Corrie as her dress slid down her slim frame revealing a long black slip underneath.

Ryan laid on the couch, his shirt unbuttoned and hanging open, revealing the strong outline of his chest, muscles flexing with every breath he took. His sweatpants and boxers were tugged down, and he had his hand wrapped around his sinfully large cock. I gasped into my palm at the sight of him stroking himself. It was so forbidden, so beautiful, so... Hot. I swallowed when he tugged slowly at the long, thick shaft. I was right.

But instead, I was greeted with the most beautiful sight I have ever seen in my whole life. Renee was sitting straight up on her knees in the middle of the bed. Her one arm was draped down the front of her body while the other hand held it causing her breasts to look like they were about to squeeze out of the sexy blue lingerie she was wearing. My eyes racked down her body trying to commit it to memory. Her beautiful thighs where on full display. I know I had already seen her naked earlier, but this felt even hotter. She did this for me, and I was very thankful.