Sabrina Piper Nude Novels & Stories

The kind of scared you get when something you buried shows up wearing a leather jacket and smelling like cigarettes. Then I saw him. Fuck. Tall. Inked hands. A smile that didn’t reach his eyes. He looked straight at me like he already knew I’d taste good. My stomach clenched, but my pussy clenched harder. Who in the fucking sex scene was this hottie? “Liv, this is Zane,” Sabrina said, like she read my thoughts. She didn’t look at me. She was wearing shorts she hadn’t worn in a year — too tight, too high — and a top that looked like it belonged to me.

When the principal returned with the ropes, he found a naked Sabrina kneeling on his desk with her arms behind her. "Miss Carter what is the meaning of this?" he shouted. "Mr. West you know very well Shibari is best performed naked. I want the full experience. I have never let a man see my naked body before, but I am trusting you to use me the best way you know how," she said calmly. "I know exactly what you need Miss Carter, I think I can give it to you." He came around the desk opening a green baize sack then pulling out ropes and arranging them on the desk. When he had them laid out, he picked one up then uncoiled it. He brought the two ends together and doubled the rope.

"I asked for silence. - I ordered one more time. Sabrina is a fucked-up ex-friend who tried to pass me over, but as she herself knew, she got screwed over big time." I sold Sabrina to the owner of Norely's Nightclub who is a fanatic for slutty women who are worthless. Since it is also a house of prostitution, only the richest have a free pass. The bitch has the gift of sucking my cock like no other, her fleshy mouth making back and forth movements, gives me a feeling of lightness, as if I were floating around, how I wish I didn't feel so much.

Time seemed to stop at once as I stared at the sight that greeted Candice and I. There, on the bed, completely naked, were Julian and Sabrina. Sabrina was on top of him, riding him like some professional pornstar, her moans echoing through the room, the both of them unaware that they had unexpected visitors.

But before he could ask what's wrong, he almost laughed upon seeing her expression while looking down on him. Her mouth opened and closed repeatedly just like a fish who accidentally got pushed to the land with the strong waves of water. Looking down on him, particularly in between his legs, her eyes were wide as saucers and it seemed like she wanted to say something but no words were coming out from her mouth. “Say it,” he grinned. Sabrina pointed at his manhood as she looked at him with wide eyes, “You're going out naked?!” she exclaimed. “Why not? There's no one outside..” Gabriel raised his eyebrows.

The attitude in Sabrina's pose suggested that she was very comfortable with her sexuality as well. The second photo was a close-up of Sabrina spreading her pussy wide. Chloe quickly skipped past that one. The next had Sabrina lying back on the bed, holding an erect cock—presumably taken by Julian while straddling her. It was Julian's cock, she realized, the one she'd just blown. In spite of herself, Chloe felt a tremor of arousal.

She looked like Liora most cruelly: young, radiant, devastating. She didn’t speak. She only danced. Her hands slid down her body as she stripped off her tiny outfit, her breasts bouncing, nipples hard and aching. She bent forward, twerking with obscene precision, her ass rippling like it was made to hypnotize. I couldn’t tear my eyes off her, even as I continued to wreck Sabrina beneath me. Through her cries, Sabrina smirked back at me. “Come join us,” she panted to the new girl.

It’ll work. — No, not enough, find me a woman in the same cell, I want an enraged one. A desperate one. Someone who has nothing left. Promise her that I will pay her debts. That she can have fun. Unleash herself. That she can make her swallow every word, every breath. — Got it, you want a hungry hyena. I can do that. — And I want the photo. Send it to me as soon as it's done. — Received.