Rita Stark Nude Novels & Stories

Revealing her D-cupped boobs in the black bra she had on. "Fuck! This looks so pretty. Can it be any prettier when she's stark naked?” he questioned himself. "Only one way to find out,” He grinned widely and tore the dress all the way down. Completely revealing her sexy boobs, legs and undies. With his eyes wide open and his jaw dropped astoundedly, he called out. "Mathew, would you believe this?” he gasped. "She's so pretty without a dress on! I'm taking her first, man. I don't care about what else you say. Can't wait to get my Dick into her warm honey pot,” Ray muttered, climbing on the bed and spreading Stacy’s soft milky legs apart, revealing her honey pot with only the black undies she

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.

Rita's makeup enhanced her features, adding an air of seduction to her already alluring appearance. As the bedroom door swung open, Rita greeted Nathan with a wide smile, her eyes gleaming with desire. Nathan, captivated by her provocative presence, couldn't help but drop his laptop, his attention instantly drawn to the temptress before him. "You look stunning, bitch" he whispered, his lips moistening in anticipation.

A panel in the wall—right behind the picture—slid open with a grinding of stone on stone. A woman stepped out. Sister Mara, 30, church clothes gone, naked except for a silver collar etched with Latin: “Peccavi”—I have sinned. Her body was a map of control: faint rope marks on her wrists, a tattoo of a snake coiled around her belly, nipples pierced with tiny silver rings. She held a fifth camera—digital and modern, live-streaming to a dark-web server. Behind her: a wall of screens, set into the stone, glowing with dozens of feeds.

My cock reacted to some of the poses, especially when she had her hand inside her panties like she was playing with her pussy. "It looks like you're actually masturbating," I said, raising an eyebrow as she blushed. "Chris said it wasn't looking realistic enough so he asked me to put my finger inside," she shrugged. "But I didn't actually masturbate." "Would you have?" I asked, clicking to some shots of her in a tight black skirt and a bright gold tank top. These were just as sexy and they mirrored the school-girl poses. "I guess," she shrugged again. By the time I got to shots of full on nudity, my arousal was obvious. Katrina encircled my hard-on with her hand, gently massaging it as I loo

My nipples were the most sensitive part of my body and she knew this, she slowly started taking off my sweatpants while she was sitting up right and watching me. She was completely and utterly naked, most ladies would feel conscious being this naked in front of any man, but not Rissa, Rissa was quite the opposite. She wasn't shy or nervous, maybe that was why I could never guess she was a fucking 19 year old from the onset. I raised my hip up to help her take off my sweatpants with ease, she took it off along with my boxer briefs. Now we were both naked, she grabbed my cock and started stroking it, there was precum all over it and she used it as some sort of lubricant.

I screamed, and after delivering my speech, I started walking towards the cave, with a large army trailing behind me. However, even if none of them had accompanied me, I would have gone alone to fight the demon army on my own regardless. *********** The Hybrid Princess/ Riana's POV My wolf Ashyla and my vampire self Luciana were still giving me the silent treatment even as I would soon be facing my death. Who would have thought that one me the powerful Hybrid princess Riana Angelina Rivera Wolfen's would find herself in a sticky situation like this, of soon about to be raped by a disgusting demon.

he responds with a wink. Shaking my head, I breathe. "Está loco, no puede estar hablando en serio." But he's serious to the bones. Ryat actually does strip, standing there, towering over me stark naked, his cock so erect it presses against his lower abdomen. I'd be lying if I said the sight didn't appeal to me. Ryat's got a great body and he works to keep it so. Unlike Ryan, who is on the leaner side, Ryat's got a big body with broad, drool-worthy shoulders. His muscles ripple with every movement, making his tattoos appear like they are dancing on the surface of his skin.

Rita quickly grabbed the dagger in her boots and turned around holding the dagger out. "Kwan?" A smile curved his lips. "You really need to relax. Not everyone is out to kill you." He said taking a few steps closer. "What... are.... you doing here?" She asked nervously as she realized he was almost naked. Reilla swallowed as her gaze traveled along his fascinating physique. She had never seen this much of a male body before. He was wearing a piece of white clothes that hung low on his hips and covered only half his thighs. Water dripped from his wet hair and down on a chiseled chest and perfectly sculpted abdominals. His pale skin glistened from the water drops that covered his whole body.

I’m naked under a fresh silk robe, heart hammering so hard I feel it in my throat. Kane is already there, wearing only a black robe that hangs open at the chest, showing off his sculpted body. Lena sits behind the main camera, legs crossed, looking far too excited. “Drop the robe, Aria,” Lena says calmly. “We’re starting from the beginning. And this time… I want to feel how much you want him, even if you hate admitting it.” I let the robe fall. I’m completely naked in front of both of them. My heavy tits are exposed, nipples already stiff with unwanted arousal. My shaved pussy is glistening — visibly wet. I can feel their eyes on me.