Riley Murray Nude Novels & Stories

“I am not going to worry about that right now. All I want is a pack of magical little pills so that I can hump her son whenever I feel like it, sans babies. Do you understand?” Talia sighed in defeat. “Fine. It’s your delivery room, not mine.” . “Can I take your picture?” Riley was leaning against the wall, his right leg bent behind him and propped on the brick exterior. He looked at her, frowning for a second, and then his lips turned upwards into a knowing smirk. “Why? Want to carry around a shot of this beauty wherever you go?” He used the hand holding the cigarette to gesture to himself, sweeping it over his body. A trail of gray smoke followed his movements.

**Riley (10:16 AM):** Lifting weights? **Me (10:17 AM):** Cooking **Riley (10:17 AM):** He cooks too?? 10/10 material. Marry him already. **Me:** Eye roll emoji **Riley (10:17 AM):** Shirtless?? **Me (10:18 AM):** Yes **Riley (10:18 AM):** Pic. Now. Torso only. I’m begging. **Me (10:18 AM):** I’m not sending you nudes of my future stepbrother

Riley wags her tongue and motions for all ten boys to get comfortable. They’re in their prime, dressed nonchalantly because of course, they’re here to fuck horny bitches and not impress them. “Uh— hi.” I wave stupidly at the ones checking me out. ‘Spread your legs!’ A naughty voice in my head demands. ‘Give them something to talk about… Get in the mood, girl!’ Instead, I grab another shot and gulp it down on an empty stomach. Riley is in her ‘wild’ elements. She lap dances on the horny guys, one by one, grinding her pussy on their cocks, letting them smack her ass and grab… one crazy dude goes as far as pushing his fingers against her cunt as if to break through the sheer fabric and get acce

My feet moved forward anyway, quiet on the old wooden floor. Riley knelt on all fours in the middle of her bed, completely naked. Her smooth, tanned back, Her full breasts swung heavily with every hard push from the man behind her. He held her hips tight, fingers digging into her skin, muscles flexing as he drove deep. Her pussy stretched around his thick cock, shiny and wet. Juice ran down her thighs. She rocked back against him, hungry, her round ass rippling each time their bodies met. “Fuck…harder,” she gasped, voice broken.

Another part — the treacherous, curious part — was already throbbing with unwanted heat. Slowly, defiantly, she pulled her tank top over her head, revealing small, perky breasts with pierced nipples. Then the jeans came off, followed by her black thong. She stood completely naked in the center of the room, trying to look unbothered even as her cheeks burned. Elena’s green eyes darkened with approval as they roamed over Riley’s body. “Beautiful,” she murmured. “And so much potential.” She picked up a thin black leather collar from the table and stepped forward, fastening it snugly around Riley’s neck. The click of the buckle sounded loud in the quiet room.

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.

Riley hurried her bath, and after making sure she smelled heavenly, she put on one of the underwear she and Zia had bought the other day. She wore a black butterfly thong and a see-through bra that barely did the job of holding her breasts. After checking herself in the mirror, Riley covered herself with a red satin robe. Next, she went to the bedroom. Adrian was waiting for her. He was leaning on the headboard, completely naked. His member was up, and his hand was stroking his length. That scene, combined with his perfectly sculpted body, broad chest, six-pack abs, and tall figure, was enough to make her cum.

The water shuts off then a minute later, he steps out with towel slung low on his hips, water still dripping down his chest, his hair wet and messy. He freezes when he sees me. His eyes rake over my tank top, tiny shorts, no bra and bare legs. “Riley,” he hisses. “What are you doing here?” I don’t answer with words, I wanted to show him I was capable, not a timid shy girl he take me to be. So I cross the room and drop to my knees in front of him. His breath hitches as his Adam apple bobbed up and down. “Riley—”

When he finally pulled back, he gripped her chin firmly. “Strip. Right now. I want to see what I just bought for the weekend.” Riley’s fingers trembled as she pulled her tank top over her head, then unbuttoned her shorts and pushed them down along with her panties. She stood completely naked in front of him, cheeks burning with humiliation and arousal. Mr. Kane’s eyes raked over her hungrily — full breasts, soft curves, smooth shaved pussy. “Beautiful,” he murmured. “On your knees, baby. Let’s seal our deal.”

"What—" Her protest died in her throat as she took in his completely naked form. Her eyes widened, momentarily distracted by the sheer size and presence of him. "Will you keep staring, or are you going to undress?" he demanded. Riley quickly nodded, her bravado momentarily overshadowed by the reality of the moment. She shed her own clothes until she was as exposed and vulnerable as he was.