Ryan Potter Nude Novels & Stories

"Pants and panties, remove it, let me see those pussy." I unbuttoned my jeans, sliding them down slow with my underwear, the soaked panties peeling away from my pussy lips, strings of wetness connecting for a second. I stepped out, naked in front of him completely, vulnerable, my body on display with my pussy bare and glistening. He looked me up and down, nodding approval, but his cock tented his pants hard. "Beautiful…you're so fucking hot. Now, put your hands behind your back." He grabbed rope from a drawer.

KNIGHT I stopped at the edge of the bed and watched Nirvana strip off her clothes one by one. Nothing fancy, even her skin tone bra, but her body, though, the sexiest and hottest fucking thing I’d ever seen, always would be and forever. She was on the last thing, her cotton panties, and there she was, the same body and curves I’d felt many times against mine, and the same woman I fell in love with over and over again, smiling at me as she spread her legs wide apart, revealing her always smooth and waxed pussy.

I toss it aside and slip off my underwear, watching as my wetness thins out in a form of a fragile creamy thread that links my cunt to my cotton panties, until it breaks and sticks to my thighs. “Fuck.” I let my underwear drop and I stand in the middle of my dirty, never-should-have-been studio, and in front of a portrait. It's a close-up shot that features only my faceless obsession, from the start of his collarbone, down to his torso, and stops an inch below his knee. He’s naked. Feral. Still, as if waiting for me to kneel. To submit. Erect veined cock, muscular limbs, muscles hard with years of discipline.

Ryan shifted again, trying to adjust his shorts without being obvious but his cock was clearly rock hard now, the fat head outlined and pushing a small wet spot through the fabric. “It’s cool I guess,” he mumbled, eyes locked on the screen like it was the only thing keeping him from losing it. I stretched my arms up slow and lazy, arching my back deep so my heavy tits pushed forward hard. The silk robe slipped open wider at the front, one side falling completely off my shoulder and exposing my whole left breast, dark nipple stiff and pointing right at them. Neither boy said a word but I felt them both freeze completely. My heart raced faster. This was it.

His waxing extended way down below his torso. A naked dude with a pubeless hard-on just called my wife smoking hot. I was trying to process that when I looked up to see Peter in the pool between Sara and Erika with his arms on both their shoulders. "Coming in?" he called. Erika didn't even look too weirded out by the naked guy draping his arm around her. His hand would probably have been dangling on her breast if it hadn't been holding the glass. She did look a little scandalized, but mostly she looked like she was challenging me to freak out as much as she had. Yep, reality-warping field still in place.

Nora was standing naked , she had just a pant on with nothing . Fuck . She looked so hot , hotter than I could ever have imagined and with her legs crossed , I felt a part of me getting excited . What the fuck was I doing .

I watched the entire episode of that porn and logged in the other one when Ronan returned with a delicious platter of steak. We ate our food with easy conversations and after that we were at it again. “That too, sweetheart. Take it all off.” Ronan said, eyeing my bra. Slowly, I obey. I unfasten my bra and let the cups slip off my arms before dropping the material to the floor. Then, I pull my panties down, letting the lace slip to the floor before stepping out and presenting myself nude for my handsome fiancé’s gaze. His blue eyes eat up my curves, loving their fleshy generosity.

"Yes sir...uh I mean, Mr. ... Colton." It's not my fault that I was a stuttering, blushing mess. For crying out loud, you should see him. He's standing with his arms folded, which only makes them seem more built, legs braced apart, biker boots, tight black tee stretched across his chest with a picture of a naked Betty Boop on the front. His tats are dark and sexy, and they cover one forearm and run up to his neck and my panties are wet. So there! Even my thoughts are exhausting.

She got up from squatting on the floor and turn to have her whole breath leaving her body. Strange man, all nude, not a stitch of cloth on sight and his body.... Jesus Christ, Rosa thought to herself, he was a work of art. His body looks like it was sculpted by the Gods. Every part of his body, his muscles was so pronounced and rock hard. No ounce of fat was present. His thick hair falls down his face and his eyes was staring deeply into hers.

Rhett said with sudden interest. Heath’s grin was wicked. “Ah, you know. Something that Cameron said the other day made me think that we could have some fun with some of the stuff on this site.” “What did I say that made you think butt plugs and vibrators?” Cameron hung over Heath’s shoulder in order to see what was on the screen. “For you I was actually looking at pinwheels and nipple clamps,” Heath replied with a savage grin. “Maybe some whips and handcuffs. But, last night… butt plugs lead to vibrators, and…”