Riley Simpson Nude Novels & Stories

By the time we headed back to the villa, I was aching. The place was quiet. Parents still out. Riley headed straight for the outdoor shower by the pool, leaving the door half-open. I went inside to grab towels, but something pulled me back out there. Steam was already rising. I pushed the door the rest of the way open. Riley stood under the spray, completely naked. Water ran down her tits, over her stomach, between her legs. She didn’t cover up. Just looked at me with that same smirk. “Forgot to lock it,” she said.

The afternoon came and Riley decided to take a bath in the pool. She wanted to relax. She was wearing a black bikini, and her body was amazing, not too slim, just right. Bruce came out to the yard to look for his wife/cousin to tell her that tonight a few friends would join him. When he saw her, he felt an insane urge to touch her. Riley paused when she saw him: -Leo! I am sorry, did you need me? she asked him

Riley’s moans grew louder, unrestrained, echoing off the studio walls. Elena pulled her fingers free only long enough to strip Riley’s leggings down her legs. Riley stepped out of them, completely naked now, skin flushed and glistening. Elena’s eyes darkened with hunger. She shrugged out of her own leotard in one fluid motion, revealing full breasts with dark nipples and the smooth curve of her hips. A neatly trimmed patch of dark hair framed her glistening sex.

She wanted the weekend alone to herself and she felt even happier when she found out Laim will be coming over to keep her company. Liam showed up that evening in a Black T-shirt stretched across his chest, faded jeans, six-pack dangling from his fingers. “Ethan texted. He said the place was empty, and I figured you might be bored out of your mind.” Riley opened the door barefoot, wearing tiny sleep shorts and a thin cami that clung in the heat with no bra, straps thin enough to slip. She’d chosen the outfit deliberately, heart racing the whole time. “Hey, squirt.” His voice was casual, but his eyes dipped quickly scanning her body before locking back on her face.

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.

She would have done it too, if her mom weren't right downstairs within easy reach of a dozen knee-breakers. Narrowing her eyes, Riley reached for the waistband of her oldest pair of grey sweatpants and shoved them as un-sexily as she could down her legs. She kicked them off and then turned to glare at him, her temper rising with each lost item of clothing. Next, she reached behind her and unsnapped the hooks on her C-cup bra. She shrugged it off and let it fall to the floor, while simultaneously bringing her arms up to cover her breasts from his view.

“Strip. Everything off. I want you naked like the whore you are.” I peeled the tight black dress over my head first, and my bra came next, tits spilling out, nipples hard. Then the ruined panties. I stood there completely bare, pussy still swollen and dripping from earlier, thighs shiny with my own mess. Victor pulled his phone out and set it on a small shelf, propped up so the camera had a perfect side view of the bed. He tapped the screen. Red light blinking. Recording. “Smile for the camera, Riley. This is gonna be my favorite jerk-off tape.”

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 moved to take off his clothes which had sweat and droplets of blood on them. The sight of his bare chest made me gasp in a soundless gesture. I wasn't about to allow either of them know I was intrigued by what I saw. He watched me the whole time and I struggled to keep my expression from showing him what I was thinking. Riley stripped his trousers then knelt in front of him and took hold of his thick d**k. It looked like a living beast in her hand. Slowly she took it into her mouth sucking him off. His face contorted in a grimace of pleasure as my chest tightened and became heavy.

He took off his shirt and his toned abs were in the display, let's not talk about the veins. It's getting hot in here. I gulped as I took in the sight of his body. He took off his clothes and was completely nude in front of me. His length instantly confused me. "Riley.... please...cover up." I stuttered. It was really difficult, my body wanted him but my mind wouldn't let me. He wore his swimming shorts. I might end up in a room with a stranger tonight or I might end up in bed with my nemesis and end up like Kim.