Novel & Cerita Skinny Dip Book

We reach a gorgeous waterfall that looks like it’s spilling into a pool of glass. “I didn’t think to wear my swimsuit,” I say. “New rule: We can skinny dip as long as no one is around to catch us,” Scott says, and he strips off his shirt with a grin. “How do we know someone won’t stumble on this place and catch us?” He removes his shorts and wades into the water. “Isn’t that half the fun?” “I’ll just strip to my underwear,” I say, pulling off my own tank top. “And if we get caught, I’m leaving you to fend for yourself.”

He met his eyes when they walked in. “Did – did you just pay that guy off?” “To keep his silence and make sure no one comes in? Yes,” he agreed stripping off his clothes until he was naked and jumped into the warm water. Derrick rose up to see Jordan gaping at him as he wiped the water out of his face and kicked his feet. “I’ve never skinny dipped before.” “It’s like a huge bath.” “Funny,” Jordan muttered with a grin before stripping out of his own clothes and pressing two fingers to his nose when he jumped in.

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Skinnydipping is one of the most exciting things I've done in my whole life. The moment I started stripping right infront of Denjiel I had a hard time controlling my laughter. You should have seen his face. I've never seen anyone get up that fast. It was quite funny seeing him so eager to get out of his clothes as well. The way he jumped into the water, almost running behind me. As if my ass was dripping with honey and he was one hungry bear, ready to lick my bare ass. I actually wouldn't mind if he did that.

His cock is already half-hard, hanging heavy between his thighs. He winks, sauntering to the edge of the pool. “You coming, or are you just going to lie there and watch?” I bite my lip, refusing to look away. “What are you doing?” “Skinny dipping. It’s hot as hell, Tess. Unless you’re too much of a prude?” He jumps in with barely a splash, water glinting off his skin. He surfaces with a wild grin, hair slicked back, and floats on his back, arms out. “Come on, good girl. I dare you.”

But his cock bobbed underwater, betraying him, thickening as he swam closer. Heat flooded my core. I set the glass down, thighs rubbing together, clit aching. "What... the hell is this?" Voice breathy, not pissed, I was fucking aroused. They both ignored decency, bodies gleaming, cocks semi-erect from the cold or the sight of me? Luca floated to the edge again, closer this time, elbow on my lounger. Water dripped from his shaft onto my thigh, hot despite the pool chill. "Family tradition. Skinny dipping clears the mind. Join us, Eden. Bikini's just in the way."

I hated him so much I could feel it in my teeth. I opened the book. His foot pressed harder, right against my clit through the fabric. I gasped, hips jerking forward on their own. He didn’t even look up from the page. “Read.” I tried. Couldn’t. Kept stuttering, rocking against his foot because I couldn’t stop myself. Hand clamped over my mouth so I wouldn’t moan out loud. He finally pulled away, sat back, checked his watch. “That’s enough for tonight.” Wait, what?

Then in a moment of confidence, I grabbed my breasts and kneaded, licking my lower lips, “don’t you just love how skinny dipping works, Mr. Finley?” I waddle through the water, closing the short distance between us. The silver streak of the Moon reflected in the water, making it shimmer like liquid pale blue diamonds. “What do you say, Mr. Finley? Dip with me, please.” I was so close to him. I could literally hear his heavy breathing. “Stay away from me,” under the light offered by the stars and moon, he suddenly looked like man fighting to give in. That fueled me, I let my body brush his ‘accidentally’.

He pressed his lips on my bare shoulders and exited the room. I folded one arm over the other in annoyance, letting the duvet drop off my body and leaving me stark naked. Since he wanted me to do whatever, I was sure I was going to do that. I searched around for anything befitting to wear. A robe, maybe. Skinny-dipping wasn't really a bad idea. This was my first time doing that after several years. The last time was in college when I had been unfortunate to meet these group of girls and boys who I thought were fun. A skinny-dipping party had ended up into a orgy which I barely escaped.

But relaxation wasn't what I had in mind. I stood up and walked over to the bookshelf, running my fingers along the spines of the books until I found what I was looking for. The worn leather-bound volume felt heavy in my hands as I carried it over to the coffee table and opened it to the marked page. The intricate illustrations of whips, chains, and other BDSM paraphernalia made my pulse quicken with anticipation.