Sammy Thighs Nudes Novels & Stories

" Peter's eyes and his jaw dropped. • • • • When Lilly forces Samantha to tell her the truth, she tells her that she saw Aaron naked. "What are you saying?" Lilly's jaw dropped. "Have you seen Aaron naked?" Samantha shakes her head, "Yes." "Wasn't there a single cloth on his body?" Lilly inquired. Samantha shakes her head, "No." She felt a delicious shiver down her spine as she thought of Aaron. Her body turns on like the flame of a gas stove as she remembers his naked, hot body and his male member.

Allistair feeling bold and all naked suddenly straddled Samael and let Samael’s still rock hard cock enter his hole. His thighs shook from the stretch, but he didn’t stop, lowering himself fully onto Samael’s thick cock until it bottomed out with a lewd plop.

He slammed his naked body against my ass, and grinded his naked dick in between my butt cheeks. A finger slid underneath my panties, and he twirled the material around. "Now, that is one pretty fucking sight." Sam praised, tugging on my underwear. My head was buried in the pillow, and when I tried to lift myself onto my elbows, a firm hand on my back pushed me back down "Oh, the things I could do to you.. Will do to you.." Sam whispered with a dangerous edge to his voice.

She pulled me close and kissed me passionately; I felt her tongue dance with mine. As she pulled away, I felt her hands work down my soft stomach. Slowly, she began inching my bright red panties off. I sat down on the table and spread my legs. Samantha slid my underwear off. I looked at my ex and spread my legs, exposing my wet, freshly shaved pussy. My soft-red pussy lips soaking with juices. Samantha between my thick, muscular thighs. I felt her lips kissing up my thigh, teasing me; I tossed my head back, my breasts heaving as her tongue worked my clit.

Completely exposed. My nipples tightened under the cold air. I didn’t cover them. Didn’t flinch. I just waited. Waited for him to look at me. When he finally turned, the way his eyes traveled over me made my stomach twist. He didn’t just see me. He devoured me. “You’re shaking,” he said. “A little,” I admitted. “Afraid?” “No.” He stepped forward, glass forgotten. His fingers brushed my cheek, tracing it slowly. “I want to see you come undone for me,” he said, voice velvet and hunger. “Touch yourself, Samantha. Right now.”

She wears a black leotard which makes her white skin luminous. Andrius went to the center and started to capture some shots of her. She then strikes a post. Having something naughty thought inside her mind, she then started to flirt with the camera as she appeared, more appealing and seductive. Andrius stopped mid-air as he saw how daring the girl was. Suddenly, he put down his camera and call it off. Samantha then laughed. “Funny, Sam,” he said, seems annoyed. Samantha didn’t wear her robe anymore and left it on the table before she approaches Andrius.

CASSANDRA The silence weighs heavily, thick as a damp sheet. They stare at me. All of them. The three harpies recoil, one with a shredded wrist, another with a blood-streaked cheek, the third breathless, eyes wide open. But behind them, other silhouettes have approached. Thin shadows, emaciated bodies, but with greedy gazes. The inmates. Those who do not strike, who observe. The silent witnesses of every humiliation, every fall.

"Strip the rest of your armor, Alpha. Let me see what you look like when you dream of breeding me." Keegan ripped his vest over his broad shoulders, his thick muscles flexing under his scarred skin as he kicked his boots across the stone floor. He stood entirely naked, his heavy balls hanging full, his massive cock throbbing wildly in the firelight. "Spit on it," Keegan ordered, thrusting his hips toward Sammy's face. Sammy leaned in, coating his palm in wet saliva before rubbing it up and down the Alpha's thick shaft, the wet, sliding sounds filling the quiet room.

He carefully weights them in his palms before his fingers brushed over the erect peeks. Sammy was so surprise by what happened next. A powerful jerk grabbed hold of her body the blood sizzling through her so rapidly, the fire seeking instant release. The last thing she remembered was his fingers continuously playing with her nipples, the fire erupt; the juices flowing and she went over the edge. Sammy opened her eyes her body tension free. When she tried to move, she found herself wrapped up like a mummy. Her face resting on his chest, hearing his heart beat. Moving she had trouble freeing one hand to reach out and brushed over the strained corners of his mouth.

Just as her thighs started to tremble, the sound of approaching hooves broke through the quiet. Sammy rode into the clearing on his big bay gelding, a knowing grin on his face. He reined in and swung down, eyes locked on the sight of his brother on his knees devouring her pussy. “Couldn’t even wait till after breakfast?” Sammy drawled, already unbuttoning his shirt. Nath pulled back, lips shiny with her juices. “Join us. She’s dripping for it.” Sammy stripped fast, shedding his shirt and shoving his jeans and boxers down in one motion. His long, curved cock sprang free, hard and leaking at the tip. He stepped behind Thelma, hands sliding over her ass, spreading her cheeks.