Riley Simpson Nude Novels & Stories

“We’re not doing this, put on real clothes.” I don’t listen, instead, I slowly pull my tank top up, exposing my bare breasts completely, my nipples are tight and aching. Jay stares, his eyes dark with lust. “Fuck, Riley,” he mutters, running a hand over his face. “Put your shirt down, right now.” I don’t, I take his hand and place it directly on my breast. His palm is big and warm, he doesn’t pull away immediately. His thumb brushes over my hard nipple, making me moan softly.

She slumped down and Michael’s chest. “Where are you sneaking away?” he asked without opening his eyes. Riley was nervous for no reason. Last night was her first time being naked in front of him. She did not mind last night but now, at this moment, she felt shy. “N-No where,” she managed to say. Michael rolled onto his side, still holding her in his arms. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at her. She tore away the eye contact and tried to get up while covering her front with the duvet.

Maira coaxed Celestine. "OK." Celestine accepted her fate. 'I don't have anyone for which I will save my virginity. My only family is Celi. And to save her I can do anything even if it is to sell out my body.' Celestine let out a quivering breath. "Maira where is my reward?" Lisa asked pouting her lips. "Your big dick is busy in fucking Jennet's pussy." Maira said and laughed. "He can have me at night." Lisa smirked.

"Mmm, I know, why don't we give you a little show? Some girly fun to get your blood boiling." Keily moved against the far wall of the hallway. She leaned against the taupe-hued wall and wiggled her hips, her skirt fluttering. She lifted it to reveal her shaved pussy dripping with excitement. Riley broke from me and dropped to her knees. "Mmm, she has such a yummy pussy, Daddy," purred Riley. "We love eating each other's cunts. Don't you want to fuck my pussy while I devour Keily?"

That was the first time, I was seeing one in real life and my cheeks turned a deep shade of red. "Like what you see?" he smirked, hovering above me and I pulled him closer, crashing my lips to his. He trailed his hands down to my center and I jerked beneath him when he touched my core. "Fuck, Riley. You are so wet." He growled, pulling back a bit and I could see his eyes turning dark with desire. He started to run his fingers along my wet folds as I squirmed beneath him. We were both naked and his touch was driving me mad with pure desire. He started to go down on me and I stopped him as I wasn't entirely comfortable. I wasn't sure if I was clean down there and I had no idea what happens usu

Neither of us cared. “Pool,” she gasped against my mouth. “Now.” We didn’t even bother with proper swimsuits. She stripped off her tank right there in the kitchen, tits bouncing free, and I followed her out the sliding glass doors, yanking my shirt over my head. The sun was brutal, reflecting off the water. Riley dropped her shorts and panties in one motion and dove in naked. I kicked off my trunks and jumped after her.

You two are the official ship! [You still love him, that's obvious. Why nuke it over one misunderstanding? Sure, he screwed up, but he's learned his lesson.] [Exactly! Relationships take compromise. Calling it simping is too much!] Annoyed, I killed the feed and shot a text to my childhood bestie—Kelly, who was in Selvora for work: [Wanna grab a drink, gorgeous?] Kelly: [On my way 😘] Half an hour later, we were tucked in a lounge corner, tequila in hand.

I couldn't tell if he was upset because he might've hurt me, or because the ashtray now had blood on it. "I'm not a soldier," I said. Speaking tugged at the muscles in my forehead, sending another jolt of pain through me. My face must've looked awful—contorted and pale. Behind him stood Rhyn—the woman from the night before. She curled her lip at me like I was something sour she'd accidentally tasted. Her lace camisole slipped from one shoulder, skin gleaming like milk, lips glossed and parted in suggestion. It didn't take much imagination to figure out what had happened between them before I arrived.

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.

“Good little mile-high slut. Now unzip your skirt and pull it up. I’m going to fuck you right here in the seat while the plane flies.” Riley’s eyes widened. “Here? With people around us?” Lucas smirked. “Exactly here. Blanket over us. Slow and deep. You’re going to take my cock while the whole cabin sleeps. And if you make a sound, everyone will know what a filthy whore you are.” Riley’s pussy clenched at the words. She was terrified. She was soaked. She slowly unzipped her skirt under the blanket and pulled it up to her waist, exposing her bare, cum-smeared pussy.