Riley Simpson Nude Novels & Stories

He chuckled as her cheeks flared red. “I wish you could, you’re all that I can think about.” She returned. He stiffened, realizing that he could see more than usual with nothing but a towel covering her. “Riley, are you naked?” He asked, biting his bottom lip. “Yeah, I just got out of the bath.” She angled the phone just right so that he could see the towel drop from her body, exposing her breasts and bare stomach. His breath caught in his throat. “Fuck.” He whispered, he was as hard as possible now. He watched as she laid down on her bed, staring intently at her naked body.

The door opens without a knock. Riley walks in wearing nothing but a towel. “Mind if I join you?” she asks casually. “The other bathroom is being cleaned.” Before I can answer, she drops the towel. Her body is perfect — full, perky breasts with pink nipples, narrow waist, smooth shaved pussy. She steps into the tub, settling between my legs, her back against my chest like it’s the most natural thing in the world. I’m frozen. Her warm, soft skin is pressed against mine. The bubbles hide nothing. I can feel her ass nestled against my pussy, her hair tickling my breasts.

’ Gamma Sebastian’s voice rang in our heads, and Riley pulled away from leaning on the tree. ‘We’ll be out in seconds.’ Riley answered him as he moved back, giving me ample space. "Now take off your clothes and shift." He ordered me as he took off his shirt and pulled down his shorts, his hard cock springing free as he did and my throat felt drier. He was standing naked in front of me and I was gawking at him as if I was just seeing his naked body for the first time. Arrow was howling in pleasure, and I couldn’t stop myself from licking my lips.

"You two. Try again." Looking like he'd rather be anywhere else, Riley assumed position. Instead of following instructions, Fiona stepped closer to Riley, skimming a red fingernail down his abs. "I think maybe I'll go nude for our next session." Choking, his eyes bugged from his skull. She elbowed him, causing him to wheeze, and moved to stand beside him as if she doubted he was a viable threat. "Done." He clenched his fists. "Again with the cheating."

I shivered as the cool air hit my skin. “So shy,” he murmured, almost to himself. “Even now.” He crouched and hooked his fingers into the waistband of my panties, slowly sliding them down my legs. I stepped out of them, completely naked now, arms wrapped tightly around myself, trying to hide as much as possible. Professor Black stood back up. His eyes roamed over me — hungry but controlled. A small smirk tugged at his lips. “Look at you,” he said softly, voice turning slightly filthy. “Trying so hard to cover that pretty little body from your professor. But I’ve already seen how wet you get when I touch you, Riley. There’s no hiding anymore.”

You lean towards the small opening to see what's happening. “I have missed you so much! Tell me. What do you want me to do?” Luke looks like powerless as he leans on Riley's breast. Riley kisses his forehead and his ears as she sits on his lap. What are they doing? Is this how to people do sex? It's not the same thing I saw when my mom was raped. Luke grabs Riley's breast as he tears her clothes off. She is almost topless. He fondles her breasts like he has been dying for them for so long.

And yet her nipples kept throbbing, her pussy was creaming her panties as if she actually liked being treated like this. Almost defiantly Riley pushed her panties off of her hips and let them drop along with her dress, revealing her neatly trimmed mound. It only had a small triangle of blonde pubic hair covering it and she'd completely shaved her pussy lips beneath them. Unable to meet Mr. Samuels' gaze in her naked and vulnerable state, Riley lowered her eyes as gasped as she realized she was looking at a very sizable erection at the front of his pants. Not embarrassed at all, Mr. Stone only laughed when he realized where she was looking.

Their act of immorality was just to irritating and almost made him vomit his intestine. Simone removed the girl from his view with a toss and looked at the man who just coughed. “Ray? What brings you here?“ He got up naked from the bed with his dick erected. He had unshaved pubic hairs on his dick which made it appear like a bush. He made the ladies wait for him at the other side of the bed and subsequently, pressed their nipples. “I need your help with something but first, get dressed up. Your dick is irritating me!”

He was breathing deeply, and indeed appeared to still be as deeply asleep as the first time she'd been here, the first time she'd touched his dick, Lil thought to herself. Mike looked at his wife, the woman he'd never been able to convince to buy a bikini, or show a little cleavage, or even wear her one pair of short shorts out in public, and now here she was, kneeling next to a naked teenager, her braless nipples blatantly tenting her new sexy dress, and her pantyless crotch mere inches from exposure as the red material parted and slid from her thighs. He joined her in examining the boy's face, Lil concerned that Ron might wake up, and Mike similarly concerned that the boy might not remain

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.