Sofia Franklin Nude Novels & Stories

However, there was nothing he could say or do, so he could only watch Sofia drag Nora, who looked distressed, to pick out another dress. The dresses Sofia picked out for Nora were all a bit revealing. Nora was about to break down, but Sofia said, “You have such a beautiful figure, so you should show it bravely. Besides, you’re so young.” Nora sighed. She knew that she had a good figure, and she wanted to show it off as well, but what about the hickeys on her chest and back? If anyone saw them, they would definitely think that she was a promiscuous woman.

“But I don’t want to stop.” “Mmm… you’re such a good girl, Saffa.” Frankie gripped my shirt and pulled it up and over my head. The only thing stopping him from seeing my breasts was the little white lace bra I wore—one that was nearly transparent. “And because you’re such a good girl, your big brother is gonna fuck you, so you know what a real man feels like.”

Sofia, in a burgundy silk robe, was pouring herself another glass while glancing sideways at her daughter. On Fiona’s phone, the photos her mom had sent minutes earlier were still open. Five shots from Helen’s session. In every single one, the blonde was practically writhing: legs spread wide, tongue out, hand between her thighs, face like she was orgasming right there. Zero focus on the lingerie, 100% focus on “look at my body, you perverts.” Fiona burst out laughing, almost knocking over her glass. “Oh my God, Mom! This is how she thinks she’s killing it? Throwing her pussy in the photographer’s face?” She turned the phone so Sofia could see better. “Looks like she’s shooting for adult sit

Franklin wasn’t about to take that from his son. When he returned moments later in his swim pants, Cassie forgot how to breathe. She cleared her throat quickly, heart stuttering. “I think, you should be the one on Vogue,” she said, forcing a laugh to hide her blush. Franklin was sculpted by discipline, broad shoulders, lean muscle, strength worn without arrogance. The kind of body that spoke of control, restraint, and power. Combined with his sharp features, it was almost unfair. Cassie deliberately kept her eyes above his stomach.

Hug him first. I edged forward, gun raised, the barrel catching the faint light. Sofia sat tied to a rusted metal chair, duct tape over her mouth, silver-streaked hair matted with sweat. Her eyes; those warm, lying eyes, locked on mine, wide with terror and something worse: guilt. Six years of “It’s just bronchitis, mija” flashed between us. Cancer. The loan. Javier’s poison. All of it. Frankie stepped into the light, knife glinting like a smirk. “There’s my girl. Claws and all.”

Sofia's frame turns to me and her exquisite b00bs were now underwater before my unfazed eyes. Her palm was placed on my lower abdomen as she continued... "Faith..." "Just for once" My head dropped at her words and I noticed her skin was turning red because of the temperature of the water. The exact thing I feared. How can she be this daring? Without thinking twice, I broke out of her grip and carried her naked frame out of the tub with me. Our body dripped wet with water to the floor and the contact sparked my d¡ck to stretch even stronger.

Breathing calmly, she turned to look at Alex, who was gently caressing his penis while looking at her. After a few seconds, Sofia gulped because she knew what awaited her, and she didn’t know if she could resist it. Her legs were a bit weak, and her body was sensitive. She took off her shirt and simply dropped her bra to the floor. He picked it up and put it along with his clothes. She was standing naked in front of Alex, who was staring at her, covering her nipples and vagina, and said, “Done, sir.”

Sofia let go of her robe and allowed it to part before she slightly moved her shoulders, allowing the light, silk fabric to fall off her shoulders and pool at her feet. She stood before me in her naked glory, her perfect nipples taut and erect, pointing at me. Her confidence in showing her nudity to me without covering any part of herself insecurely made me crave her even more desperately. How could anyone be so breathtaking and mine at the same time? I strode towards Sofia and gently but firmly wrapped my hand around her neck, grasping her and slamming my lips hungrily onto hers with a deep grunt. My free hand slipped down her back to grab her ass while I pressed her body into mine, holding

His dark skin glistened with a heavy sheen of sweat, powerful muscles rippling as he approached like a predator stalking prey. Sofia didn’t speak. She simply let the slip fall to her feet, standing completely naked in the humid night. Rafael grabbed her by the throat, his large, calloused hand burning hot against her soft skin, and slammed her down onto the wide wooden platform. The rough, warm planks pressed hard against her back, the grain of the wood biting into her sweat-slicked skin as he ripped the last of her clothing away. He freed his monstrous cock and rammed it into her soaked pussy in one savage thrust.

I panted and he chuckled. "It is...for me," He grinned and let go of the dress so that it pooled at my feet. My face burnt with embarrassment because all I was wearing now was my pink lacy undergarments. I tried not to let that show. "You have a beautiful body, Sofia," He whispered. "Now hands above your head," I quickly obliged and Liam slipped his T-shirt above my head. I looked questioningly at him and he smiled. "No s*x," He said. "Therefore no right to see you naked yet,"