Riele Downs Nude Novels & Stories

Her protruding nipple that was perpetually in an erected state due to the hook piercings were visible from the opening of the slits. The tiny amount of cloth that the bikini provided was almost non-existence when compared to Rin's cow-sized tits. And on her lower half, there was nothing except a piece of flimsy G-string around her waist. A single line of cloth was covering her wet pussy, and judging from the juices that were oozing down her legs, Alex could tell that exposing her naked body to Rena was something she had always desired.

Then I hooked my thumbs into my soaked shorts and pushed them down, stepping out completely naked. Dom’s gaze raked over me slowly. “Fuck, Riley. Even better than I imagined. Now get on the bench. Legs up. Let’s see how deep we can really go.” My body was on fire, already throbbing in anticipation. The normal training was officially over.

She whispered and pulled down her panties, His eyes followed every of her movement until she was stark naked. Rielle walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower with her good arm, After she was done she walked out to the room and saw that Reed had left the room. She sighed and walked to her closet, pulling out a soft loose shorts, She gently wore a spaghetti strap singlet. She managed to tie her hair into a ponytail and plugged in her phone. She heard some noise coming from downstairs and furrowed her eyebrows as to what was going on, She opened the door and heard two male voices going against each other.

he mutters against my lips, pumping his fingers slow and deliberate, curling them to hit that spot that makes my knees buckle. “Good girl.” I whimper into his mouth, hips rocking forward, fucking myself on his hand. Riley is behind me in seconds. I feel her nails drag down my spine, then the slow rasp of my zipper. The dress slides off my shoulders, down my body, pooling at my feet like shed skin. Cool air hits my naked body. Every inch of me exposed. “Look at these perfect fake tits,” Riley purrs, her hands cupping them roughly from behind,

He reach behind me, unhook my bra and slid the strap down my shoulders. “Fuck!” He growls, his dark eyes falling on my free breasts. “Dem large tits will be the death of me, Lira.” He unhook the button of my Jean and slide it down between my thighs. Follow by my panties. I’m naked now. Rylan parts my thighs apart and his fingers drift down, brushing over my swollen clit. “Oh Selene,” he snarls. “So wet for me, Pumpkin. Your pussy is the juiciest pussy I have ever seen.”

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.

“Are you just going to stare, shadow?” She turned and dove gracefully into the pool beneath the waterfall, the water closing over her with a splash. Ryke watched her surface, laughing, her hair slicked back, droplets running down her skin. She looked up at him, her eyes challenging. “Join me.” Ryke didn’t hesitate. He stripped quickly, his tunic and pants discarded on the rock. Liera’s gaze darkened as she took in his naked body. He had broad shoulders, a powerful chest and the hard lines of muscle earned from years of guarding Kaelan, and his thick, hard cock standing proud against his stomach.

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.