Risa Izumi Nude Novels & Stories

But my feet moved anyway, quiet as a ghost, until I was right outside her door. The gap was just wide enough. Rina lay sprawled across her queen bed, completely naked, the sheets kicked down in a tangled heap at the foot of the mattress. Her auburn hair fanned out across the pillow. She had one knee bent, the other leg splayed wide, and her right hand was buried between her thighs. Two fingers plunged in and out of her pussy with slow, deliberate strokes while her left hand rolled and pinched a stiff pink nipple. Her clit was swollen, peeking out from its hood every time she curled her fingers deeper. A small silver bullet vibrator rested on the mattress beside her hip, still buzzing faintly

My jaw dropped. Zara was on her bed, completely naked, her pale skin glistening with a light sheen of sweat under the soft glow of ring lights set up around the room. Multiple cameras were positioned strategically—one on a tripod facing the bed, another on her desk capturing a side angle, and her laptop screen showing a live feed. She was arched back against plush pillows, legs spread wide, one hand between her thighs moving rhythmically with a massive vibrating dildo, the other pinching and twisting her swollen nipples hard enough to leave red marks. Her eyes were half-closed in ecstasy, lips parted as she gasped and whimpered like a bitch in heat.

”I look like a zombie “She laughed twisting her waist . She check her phone but was disappointed seeing no message from Dylan .She walked to the bathroom dragging herself . “Hey you busy ?”Her manager ,Susan asked peeping in . “Not really .Just scrolling through social media .Dylan have been ignoring me “Rissa replied. Susan signed and sat on the bed beside hers .Yeah ,Susan also understands sign language . One of the reason why they got along pretty quick.She and Rissa are really close and Riss takes her as a best friend telling her about a lot of things .

WARNING : MATURE CONTENT READ AT YOUR OWN RISK IF YOU ARE NOT COMFORTABLE WITH THIS YOU CAN SKIP THE CHAPTER ♡RISHI POV♡ My princess is the best I love her more than anything she loves only me I started doing my naughty things with her she never resists me my cute princess I removed her frock she is with her bra and panties infront of me I caressed her bare waist with my finger she started shivering and bited her lips moving her cute butt my cutie pie how can you be this cute princess

One side of Iris’s mouth pulled up in a smirk as if she’d just thought of something. And then, her hands went to the hem of her tank top, and she pulled it over her head, tossing it onto the ground. My jaw clenched. She didn’t have a bra on, and through the mirror, I couldn’t see her breasts clearly. Just her perfectly structured back. I could feel my cock start to twitch in my pants. Iris was teasing me. Daring me to come inside. Or not. Her hands moved down to her shorts, and then she shimmied out of them in the most sexy way I’d ever seen her get naked.

Before I could come up with a good reply, she continued, I was so fucking horny I barely made it off the block before I had to get myself off. Both of you, quit you whining and send me a pic with your tits out. Then I reconsidered. Actually make it a video, and apologize for being bad bitches. I made it through another couple essay questions before I received their reply. There they were, posing in front of their bathroom mirror, recording their reflections with Candy's phone held out to one side. Both of them were completely naked, and Isa had even let her hair down from its tight cop bun, the blonde-streaked brown strands dangling between those stupendous breasts of hers. Candy, just a wee

I caress the soft skin on her cheek as it turns a shade of pink. I turn my attention back to Riku, who has yet to notice us. His attention span isn’t the best when he is in a room with a bound woman. While Jude is busy shaving down some ginger root, getting it ready for a little figging, Riku is admiring his own handy work with the rope while making his way toward the sub’s mouth. I clear my throat, earning the Shibari Master’s attention, and a bright smile lights up his face. He comes over to us and squats down in front of Ella, “And who might this beautiful woman be?” He admires my girl without even looking at me.

The Sex Slave Exchange Student Kristen is so excited to have the exchange student living in her house. The naughty story ideas are bursting through the kinky girl's mind. They whisper to her almost from beyond, like a sinful spirit is enjoying watching her change the world. Niku Sakurajima is a shy but very busty girl. Soft-spoken. Demure. Her long, black hair falls down her back, and her bangs fall over her eyes, almost hiding her from the world. She's gravitated to Sheila, sharing a room with Kristen's older sister for the stay.

"She’s probably in the King’s arms, weeping over the nobles you just buried." "You're wrong!" I screamed, the sound tearing my throat. I uncapped a vial and drained it in one gulp, the bitter liquid hit my stomach and sent a numbing wave through my brain. "She’s mine! The Goddess fated us!" I turned away from Zara, looking into the dark woods, and that’s when I saw her. Risa was standing ten feet away, near a cluster of ferns. She was wearing the simple, white nightgown she used to wear in our bedroom in the North. Her hair was down, flowing over her shoulders like a river of silk.

I dart forward but she raises it higher and away as she snorts, “Hey, what’s the rush? If you badly wanna see yourself, I could send it to you as well” I shiver and pull back, fear and anxiety feasting on my mind and chest as I pensively watch Kitra lower the phone for me to see. “Don’t you just look like you’re having fun?” She grins heinously and my shifty eyes flit to the flat screen. ‘Himari, don’t!’ Runa bellows, but I’m already staring at the illicit image of myself splayed on a bed in my pink underwear, and two muscly shirtless men holding possessively onto my body as they’re laid on both sides of me.