Simon Dexter Nude Novels & Stories

“Wait, Katherine? I called it, didn’t I?” Simon fixes his glasses. “It’s nothing.” I gawk at him. He’s acting like what just happened is normal. It’s not. Not when it comes to Simon Benson. “You were just interrogating me about holding hands with Jude and you just let some cheerleader suck your face in class.” He wipes his palm across his lips, coming away with red lipstick. “Have you slept with her?” I whisper. He chuckles. “I said it’s nothing, Jo.” “Does she know it’s nothing?”

He was breathing so hard while watching my cream flow out of my flower. I looked at him and saw him grinning. His face flushed and still with eyes full of lust. "The gossips are true. You really are the hottest she-wolf in Moon Valley." Simon smiled as he whispered. "Now, I'm going to fuck you," he declared and I just nodded in agreement. Simon didn't say anything afterward. He just spread my legs apart and placed himself on my middle part.

I said, "It's nice to meet you guys and it's your lucky night. Which one of you guys wants to go first?" "Hell, I'll go first," Dexter said as he unzipped his coveralls and allowed them to fall to the ground. When Dexter's coveralls were laying across a sawhorse, he pulled down his blue boxers exposing his long black uncut dong with silver pubic hair. I sat down on the bucket and started stroking it to life. With my elbow pointed outward and my thumb underneath, I jerked that dick nice and slow, getting the head to pop out of the foreskin like a long turtle neck poking out of its shell. I licked the crevice under the head while I jerked.

Simone straddled him—fully clothed. She ground against his cock through the thin silk of her panties. He cried out, unable to move. Damien leaned over, staring into Nathan’s eyes. “You like being nothing?” “Yes, sir.” “You like watching her fuck your pride into the floor?” “Yes.” Simone leaned forward, her lips brushing Nathan’s. “Then come for us,” she whispered. “Please,” he sobbed. “Beg harder.” “I need to come. I need it. I’ll be better. I swear.”

"So she's bitter and has a camera. Fun." I sit down next to her, suddenly exhausted. "Aren't you worried? She has your face on that photo.." Simone turns her head and looks at me with those half-lidded eyes. "Damien, honey. I'm a stripper." "I know." "My dignity left my body the first time a bachelor party paid me to snort a line off a glass table and they fucked me afterwards." "That's not—" "My nudes are already on three different subreddits… my ex posted them years ago." She shrugs. "Some reporter with a grudge? That's Tuesday."

Tessy sneered, but still she snatched it greedily from my hand and rolled it over Simon’s erection. She leaned back on her hands on the desk as Simon fed his sheathed dick into her, which allowed me space to stand behind her, untie her shirt, and play with her beautiful big tits. Her nipples are dark brown and diamond-cutter hard, and she wriggles every time my fingers brush over them, making her tits jiggle delightfully. This position also gives me the perfect view of Simon’s rigid cock powering into Tessy’s pussy, rock hard and streaked with her cream. I know he probably won’t last too long after the show we’ve given him.

Turning, he looked at Jessie directly and continued to listen. "So, I asked him why he had a hard-on and he pointed out that he'd been helping an attractive girl in a tiny bikini simulate sucking a cock, of course he was erect. I asked him if he'd been erect before when we were doing this and he admitted that he had. I saw that he was bigger than the first guy, and I was curious, so I asked if I could see it." Dexter smiled at her in surprise, and Donna stopped sucking for a minute.

Simon let out his breath. As Holly began to pull off his belt, Sasha stepped towards him with a smirk, and began to unbutton his shirt. Simon put his hand on her waist, then slid it slowly up her body until it met the swell of her boob. Her skin was beautifully, impossibly soft, and her boob as he finally took it in his hand was heavy and full. The hardness of her nipple against his palm was intoxicating as he squeezed on her firm but yielding flesh. "You know," grinned Simon, "once you girls are naked I'm going to have trouble telling you apart."

Her nipples stood erect from the stimulation, even in the hot water. Simon groaned. “You’re killing me.” “So join me.” He pulled his shirt up over his head. Would she ever get sick of seeing all those muscles? Probably not. She could stare at that smooth, tan skin with the sprinkle of dark hair trailing down his navel into his pants forever. Hmmm…maybe she couldn’t stare forever. At some point all that staring would incite her to jump his bones. Like right now. Tearing off his shoes and pants, Simon finally stood fully nude before her. Steam billowed around her as she beckoned him to join her in the huge shower. He stepped into the water, seemingly oblivious to the drops running over his hai

He turned her around again and went on his knees and pulled down her skirt and panties. She was standing naked in front of him. He missed the times she walked out of the bathroom naked, acting like she didn't know he was inside the room. He smiled, remembering how bad she was at pretending, and kissed her on her waxed pussy. He looked up, only to find Simona looking down at him. ‘She was very beautiful; her clear blue eyes, her round and full breasts, slender waist, wide hips, and sexy legs—she was perfect,’ Adrian admitted inwardly as he admired Simona from below.