Riley Murray Nude Novels & Stories

Let me see how wet you are. My breath caught. I hooked a finger under the soaked fabric and tugged it to the side, exposing everything. Cool air hit my slick pussy and I whimpered, grinding harder. The chat went wild, but all I heard was the low ping of another massive tip. That’s when the private message box lit up again. DaddyD: You’re even prettier than I imagined, Riley. My hips stuttered to a stop. Riley. Not Lila. Not baby girl. Not princess.

Laura was now completely naked in the back room of a strip club, waiting, fidgeting, as she watched Nelly return to her husband. Nelly unbuttoned Ray's shirt and removed it, dropping it on the floor. She rubbed her fingers across Ray's powerful chest muscles, before pushing him onto his back and lying him down on the couch like his wife. He smiled when Nelly grabbed his cock through his underwear. She squeezed it a few times to make sure it was really all him, before she pulled his boxer briefs completely off. Nelly and Jade gasped in unison, as Ray's huge dick sprung free, finally released for everyone to see.

I palmed myself through my jeans, watching as he carefully stood and peeled off his jeans. “Fuck, princess,” I whispered to myself stroking slowly. “Look at you. Still dripping for me.” Riley glanced at his phone on the nightstand, then away, like he was trying not to think about the blackmailer. He stood in front of the mirror for a moment, turning to check the plug still buried in his ass. The thick base between his cheeks made his perky ass look even more fuckable. He touched it lightly, biting his lip as the movement sent a shiver through him. His cock hardened fully

I can't handle more of Riley barging in here and claiming that she still had a right to trespass onto my property. I had a feeling in my gut to search for Riley in my bedroom because where else would she be if not there? Maybe she's attempting to rile me up even more. I raged at that thought as I barged into my room but the sight that welcomed me was one I hadn't thought of in a while. Riley lay on my bed stark naked with her legs spread against the bed as her hand, her thumb precisely was in her mouth as she sucked it fiercely. I stood rooted at the door as I stared in shock at the sight presented before me. I couldn't blink or move as I watched Riley stand up from the bed as she walked ove

The hot water felt incredible as I stepped under the spray, letting it wash away the sweat from my skin. I was just there enjoying the hot shower, I didn’t hear the bathroom door open. Suddenly, the shower curtain moved. I turned, startled, and there stood Aunt Riley. My mum’s younger sister. She was wearing nothing but a flimsy, sheer white nightie that barely reached the tops of her thighs. The thin fabric was practically see-through, her full, heavy tits clearly visible, dark nipples already hard. Her dark hair was loose, and those familiar green eyes—same as mum’s—were filled with pure hunger.

Then at Levi. “I’m done pretending,” she said. “We all know why we’re really here.” She peeled her tank top off in one smooth motion. No bra. Dark nipples already hard. She stepped out of her shorts next, left them in a puddle on the carpet. Naked except for black lace panties that were visibly soaked. Rowan moved first. Grabbed her by the throat—not hard, just enough to tilt her chin up and kissed her like he was trying to devour her. Riley moaned into his mouth, hands yanking his flannel open, nails raking down his chest.

They obeyed. Cassie unzipped her blouse and tossed it aside, bra gone in seconds. Her breasts were full, flushed, nipples already hard. Riley peeled her uniform off slower, trembling slightly as the cool air hit her bare skin. Her panties were soaked. She slid them down her legs and stepped out of them without shame. He pointed at the seat cushion. “Riley. Sit on my face.” Her eyes widened. “You heard me,” he said, voice rough. “Let me taste you.”

“Take the dress off, baby. Slowly. Let me see every inch I’ve been fantasizing about for years.” Her hands shook slightly as she reached for the hem, but her eyes stayed locked on mine. She peeled the fabric up and over her head, letting it drop to the floor. Fuck. Riley stood there completely bare except for the flush on her skin. Full, heavy breasts with tight pink nipples, soft curves at her hips, and that pretty, glistening pussy still shiny from my tongue and her release.

One push and Riley was seated on the edge, legs parted just enough for Elena to step between them. Elena unbuttoned Riley’s jeans, tugged the zipper down slowly, deliberately. Riley lifted her hips without being told. Elena peeled denim and plain cotton underwear down together, past knees, off ankles. Riley naked now except for socks. Vulnerable. Exposed. Wetness already visible on her inner thighs.

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,