Sofia Vargas Nude Novels & Stories

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.”

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."

Again he stopped. Sofia was crying now — real tears of overwhelming need. Her entire body trembled within the crimson rope. Her pussy was visibly pulsing, clenching around nothing, slick and swollen and dripping onto the pool deck. The Shibari held her perfectly open, perfectly helpless. The warm desert breeze kissed her exposed flesh while the heated pool lapped at her ankles. The scent of her own arousal mixed with Rafael’s expensive cologne and the faint sweetness of night jasmine.

Once she was satisfied, she stepped out and knocked on Finn's door. Finn had just finished his shower. Hearing the knock, he instinctively opened the door-only to freeze in shock at the sight before him. Sofia stood there in a barely-there nightgown, the sheer fabric clinging to her curves, leaving her long, slender legs completely exposed. From his vantage point, he could see the delicate lines of her collarbones, the soft swell of her chest, full and inviting. Biting her lip, Sofia lifted her gaze to him, eyes shimmering with a helpless, pitiful expression.

At present, Sofia’s long legs in her nude tights were tensed straight as she folded over to vomit. Due to her position, her butt was raised high up and looked incredibly tempting in the dark. If one were to approach her quietly and take off his pants, he could even force himself on Sofia. Javier did not do that—did not even have the thought of it. All he had in mind was how he could climb higher and learn more in Maple Court. That was why he passed over a water bottle when he approached Sofia. “Ms. Jenner, are you alright?” Sofia looked up at Javier and shook her head, mumbling inaudibly that she was fine. She then leaned against the wall, fumbled to open her purse, and retrieved some tissue

I bit my lower lip while feeling his already hard dick against the lower part of my stomach. I closed my eyes, hesitating whether I should touch his manhood or not. I wasn't an expert. Goodness! I was a virgin until I met him. I didn't know how to hold a cock. What if I did it wrong? Vance stopped sucking my neck, and he met my eyes as he chuckled. "You can touch it, Sofia. Let your hands play with it." He grabbed my hand and guided it until my palms were encircled around his thickness. I swallowed deeply. It looked even longer and thicker under my small hand. "It doesn't bite." He bit my lower lip and whispered, "It's friendly."

She was so inexperienced at all these things, she wished she had focused a little on her sex life with males, then she wouldn't be embarrassed in front of him. “I take your silence as a no,” Martinez smiled, taking her hand to her vagina. He held her middle finger and trailed it on her v-area and she gasped. She parted her legs a bit, and she slowly stuck her middle finger into her orifice, and she moaned. “Ahh” Sofia moaned and her cheeks reddened. He released her finger and by herself she pushed further in. Sofia cleared her throat and brought it out. She pushed her finger in and pulled it out, she continued in this motion and her body was slowly jolting upwards and shameless moans escapin

“Stand up, Sofia.” I rose on shaky legs, the short silk robe barely covering my ass. “Take it off. Slowly.” My fingers trembled as I untied the robe and let it slide down my body, pooling at my feet. I stood completely naked in front of him — nipples tight, pussy swollen and glistening, thighs already shiny with my constant arousal. Matteo leaned back in his chair, legs spread, the massive bulge in his black pants obvious. “Come here.” I walked around the long mahogany table until I stood between his spread thighs. He reached out and ran one finger slowly through my soaked folds, collecting my cream before bringing it to his mouth and sucking it clean.

Sofia was blonde and no more than five-eight tall, slim, plus great good looks, a big ass, and breasts as big as her boss's boobs. Until reaching the middle of her breasts, she deliberately kneaded them, pressed her to the chair, in addition to practically pressing her, if it weren't for desperation and not being able to act in time in this situation, she was paralyzed, her hands were fast on her breasts, Sofia almost didn't act in time, fear and apprehension made her continue typing, the woman walked away saying horny.

I didn't know if Sofia was a virgin, but I knew she was secluded. And amidst all her blessings, she never saw herself as an item. She never portrayed herself as one. She only went to clubs to drink and she was a computer freak. She read books and she listened to pop music. She was so determined in everything she did. It's how she got this job. Even after all the rejections she got, she didn't give up. "I'm really sorry I didn't notice. I could have gotten there earlier I could have done something but instead.. I didn't know I'm so sorry..." I was ranting. It was partly my fault. I should have seen her struggles. I should have noticed she wasn't entirely happy.