Skinny Dip Book Novels & Stories

" That's called numbness. A state of being completely numb. " " Really? " Essy asked. " Yeah. " " But how is it possible that you know this but I don't? " Stacy questioned. " Well, I read about it in a book and there the Writer explained it in detail. " " Oh wow! So what's the title of the book? " " Depressed: love yourself. " " So it's not romance? " " Yeah, it isn't. It's mostly about a unique siblings relationship. " " Oh. Who wrote the book? "

"If I hadn't ducked into the laundry room I would probably have been grounded all summer, instead of just two weeks. "Let's do it again." Jan suggested. "Skinny dipping? Now? In the day-time?" was the best reply I could muster. "Sure, why not?" She reached down below the surface of the water, coming up with her wet panties. She waved them above her head, and tossed them to the side of the pool. "C'mon, the big college boys aren't shy, are they?" She reached behind her and pulled off her top, exposing her small boobs capped with large swollen nipples which seemed completely out of place on her. The nipples and aureole, the way they were now, nearly doubled the size of her tiny knockers. I'd n

It had its own back door off the side of the patio. "Let's skinny dip." I always wanted to but never had a partner before. She just shrugged her shoulders. "Okay." I unsnapped her bra and pulled it off her arms. She kneeled down and pulled down my boxers. The elastic pulled my member down, when my hardness sprung back up it hit her in the nose. She squealed, leaned back on her heels and stared at it big eyed. She just looked rubbing some of my pre-cum off of her nose. I stepped out of the shorts and stood still and waited for her to get her fill.

Many people always gathered there. Katia stopped at a stall where they were selling books of an erotic theme and skimmed through some titles. There were some books she already had, but others she didn't. Some of these books, she never thought she'd see in print. She picked up a book titled "Diary of a Submissive" by Sophie Morgan. She read the synopsis, raised an eyebrow, but ended up buying it. She didn't know why she bought it, but she had already paid for it.

“Use your fingers, your mouths, your bodies — do whatever it takes to make the other cum first. The one who cums loses and gets fired. Begin.” Sophia and Elena immediately intensified their efforts. Their fingers pumped faster and deeper into each other’s soaked pussies. “Ahhh— fuck!” Sophia moaned loudly, her hips bucking. Elena rubbed Sophia’s clit harder with her thumb while curling her fingers against her g-spot. “Mmmhh— you’re so fucking wet, little slut,” Elena moaned, grinding her tits harder against Sophia’s.

Her body flinched at my words, but another wave of shivers covered her arms. “Dirty little doll.” The more I talked, the more her nipples were standing at attention, the more her breathing was getting heavier, the more her hands were gripping the fabric they were tied with. My fingers traced her leg. “I bet you are one of the people who like reading p**n books in public. ” I moved to her other leg, gripping her ankle. “I bet you keep a straight face while your panties are getting soaked.

My heart pounds fast. A thinner tentacle slithers up my inner thigh. It brushes my crotch. The slime soaks through my wetsuit. It finds the seam. The tip presses hard. It rips the fabric open. Cool water flows over my bare pussy. The tentacle tip touches my folds. It parts them slow. I gasp. Bubbles escape my lips. The tip circles my clit. It's swollen from the cold. The tentacle has a small mouth at the end. It opens. Suction pulls on my clit. Gentle at first. It tugs and releases. My body jerks.