Sofia Franklin Nude Novels & Stories

Steam curled out into the bay, fogging the mirrors. I didn’t announce myself. I just walked in. Sofia stood under the spray, back to me, head tipped back, water streaming over her shoulders, down the dip of her spine, over the round swell of her ass. No tan lines. Smooth skin glistening. She had one hand braced on the tile, the other between her legs, fingers moving in slow, deliberate strokes. Her hips rolled lazily. Soft moans mixed with the hiss of water. She didn’t hear me at first.

Most of them walked naked if the boss want it. Sofia ran all the way to her room.... She pushed the door and entered. She shut the door behind and learn on it. "got a good fuck by the boss right" she heard some voices. She raised her head to see her minions. She ignored them and walked to her table. She picked up the cigarette laying on the table and lighted it. "not that enjoyable " she said and faced them. She frowned her brows as she saw one of her minions cutting herself with a blade.

However, Severin agreed when she made that request as long as she did not mind having to go through that. 'Doesn't that mean he'll have to see my entire body?' Sofia became increasingly nervous with that thought. However, she was still somewhat eager to anticipate it too. After all, she came out with Severin with the sole hope of furthering their relationship. If she was able to get him to teach her the Mind's Eye technique, they would surely warm up to each other even more. "I… I'm not ready yet!" Sofia finally muttered to herself after some thought. Everything was progressing a little too quickly, and she could not bring herself to strip naked in front of him that quickly!

The pleasure's so intense I almost black out. Sofia watches me then she grabs a wad of tissues from the box on the nightstand and cleans me up. "That was fun," she informs me. I fully agree. "You should get completely naked now." I say to her gently cupping her breast through her bra. "Sofia?" Someone calls out her name from the door. We both freeze looking at the door. "It's Paula and Jasmine. I need you." Paula says. "Okay I'm coming," Sofia says as I quickly get up and head into the bathroom.

A pale, frail-looking stranger was lying in my private hot spring. Sofia, dressed in nothing but a bikini, was curled up in Mark's arms as he sketched her. Every page of his sketchbook captured her sultry, flirtatious poses. When he grew tired of drawing, Sofia lifted a champagne glass to Mark's lips. "Baby, try this... Is it chilled enough?" Mark drank lazily from her hand, then sprawled comfortably on my private lounge chair, pulling Sofia onto his lap.

"Check out Sofiya's I*******m. Faster!“ she said and suddenly nervous surrounded me. What about Sofiya's i*******m? I hurried to open i*******m and I searched for Sofiya’s name. She is not my follower and her account is not private. I scrolled down immediately and a picture came up that had just uploaded. Sofiya took a selfie while there was a man without clothes behind her and facing the bed. He was wearing pants and I knew very well whose back it was. Taiden.

YARA. Franklin glared at me like what I said was a lie or something. With the kids, Franklin was always vocal about how he felt about me, unlike Sophia who just kept to herself. But I was sure if that little girl could speak, she would follow her brother's lead. “Hey lady. Stop dreaming. Who gave you such confidence to think that you looked much prettier than Natalie?” Franklin gave me the side-eye. “Y-You...” I mean I knew he hated me but if there was one thing Franklin wasn't, that was a liar.

I need my focus back. Sofia has tossed the dress aside and now her insecure hands are resting on the back clasp of her bra. She's hesitating: " Go on, Sofia… " I encourage her, my voice low and serious. " I want to see you naked. Totally naked. Biting her lower lip, she frees herself from the garment, her small breasts with their dark nipples emerging. I swallow. I require them in my mouth. " Come over here, Sofia. " I order in an authoritative tone.

I did, not even pretending to hesitate. Sofia did the same, letting the robe drop to the floor. Her body was flawless—flat stomach, long legs, breasts that seemed to defy gravity. She straddled the bed, facing us both, then reached out to hook her fingers in the waistband of Maya’s jeans. She looked up for permission. Maya nodded, so Sofia unbuttoned the fly, slow and careful, then peeled the jeans down Maya’s thighs. The underwear followed, and in a second Maya was naked, her skin goosebumped in the cold air.

A huge man yelled through the microphone. She glanced at him, shooting daggers at him, which only made her head hurt. "Sofia Yulia Rossi, twenty-four years old Black hair, blue eyes, round butt, and absolutely endowed with big boobs." The man announced. The men cheered as soon as his announcement was made. Sofia's eyes scanned the crowd of men in front of her. Most of them were looking at her with lust in their eyes. "I haven't come to the best part." He yelled. "She was sold to us as a virgin, and we are going to do the same now."