Sophia Peach Nude Novels & Stories

My mouth actually waters. And then my top and bra are off. "Fuck," Noah chokes out as his gaze roams my nude body. Our gazes lock. A second ticks by, two, three. Then he licks his lips and moves close again, filling his palms with my aching breasts. When his thumbs sweep over my nipples, I whimper. They're so hard they actually hurt. "Your tits are perfect, Sofi." I can't speak. I'm too busy watching his face as he plays with my breasts. Each caress makes my heart beat even faster. I'm sure he feels the rapid thump-thump beneath his exploring hands. He shoves the thong down my legs. I'm naked now.

He grunted, fingering me harder. The Latin man pushed Sophia right beside me after pulling off her dress too. She too wasn't wearing anything underneath, so now I and my stepdaughter were naked, side by side. This was so weird. I tried to look away, I really did but I couldn't resist. Sophia's slit was filled with cunt cream already, pussy shaved bald. Unlike me, she was not shy and quickly spread her legs for him. She had small, perky tits and slighty dark nipples.

All I could think about was how her pussy had looked — shaved smooth, dripping, clenching greedily around her fingers. How she had begged me to breed her. How desperately I had wanted to stand up, pull out my cock, and slam into her right there on the desk. A sharp buzz from my phone pulled me out of it. I glanced down. It was from Sophia. The photo loaded first. *Fuck.* Her full, perfect tits were out, heavy and round, nipples stiff and pink. She was squeezing one with her hand, the flesh spilling between her fingers. The message underneath read:

A full, noisy laugh, all tiny teeth and unreasonable confidence. I power-walked several yards behind them, phone in hand, one earbud in, our group FaceTime open, and my lungs already reminding me that saving Pilates videos in a folder titled Start Next Week did not improve cardiovascular health through intention alone. On-screen, Sofia appeared against the Egyptian desert, wearing a field hat, her dark hair braided and her skin lit by the sun in a way that made her look like an archaeologist in an expensive movie who was about to fall in love with a deeply problematic professor.

“Yes. I am.” Sophia came over and sat beside them. She ran her fingers lightly over Aurora’s blouse, tracing the outline of her breasts through the fabric. “You have beautiful curves. Can I unbutton this?” Aurora took a deep breath. “Okay.” Sophia unbuttoned the blouse slowly, revealing a simple white bra. She kissed the tops of Aurora’s breasts while Valeria held her steady on her lap. The sensations were overwhelming but wonderful, soft lips, gentle hands, the scent of expensive perfume all around her.

The plea in his eyes turned into raw terror. "Y-You saw that?" His voice was barely audible. "I did," I calmly replied. Zane went as pale as paper. He tried to stand, only to collapse back onto his knees. He scrambled to explain. "Listen, Sadie! I-I was just trying to brush her off. I didn't mean any of it! "I saw her as you, and I-I was just acting!" I ignored his hollow excuses and found them utterly pathetic. Reaching into my pocket, I pulled my phone out and held it up to his face.

’ Sophia thought and groaned, not feeling comfortable in her position. Her eyes were working on a one thousand Watts as she watched Ice Pick move more closer to her and without thinking twice, he ripped off her panties from her body. Sophia's body trembled and tears rolled down her cheek as she stood completely naked in his front. "Please…I beg of you…" She sobbed with her eyes closed. She felt him touching her face again and then her thighs, separating her legs widely. No! She suddenly closed her legs back but Ice Pick yanked it back open.

I clutched my chest as I rolled face down against my bed, squealing like a Lycan cub given candy. "Is everything alright with you?" Sophia voiced her concerns. I turned around, standing upright on my bed as I watched Sophia take off her crop top and her leather pants, leaving her unclad before me. We had seen each other naked numerous times, so it wasn't anything embarrassing for either of us. Besides, seeing her naked didn't make me feel anything down there.

"She’s completely shaved." "Very good," I replied. "Any idea why Sophia keeps her pussy so smooth and bare?" Mia answered quickly, "So Jake can suck her pussy better. Wide open access to her slit." I looked back at Sophia, who was now trembling. "Is that right?" "Yes, Miss," she whispered desperately. "Please… I can’t wait anymore." I smiled. "It seems our little demonstrator is in serious distress. Would someone like to come up and help her?" Nearly every hand shot up, but I chose Zoe. She practically ran to the front, took the thick ten-inch dildo from my hand, and slowly began pressing it into Sophia’s tight little opening.

She wore a pair of blue jean trousers over a red spaghetti hand shirt that revealed her tummy. Her makeup was quite alluring and even though she had grown lean, she was still beautiful. Matthew stood glancing at her as she walked to him. He can't believe she was the one mesmerizing his appetite. “ Welcome my love” She hugged him. “ How was your day?” She asked, glancing at him. This was strange for Matthew. He can't tell what has gone wrong with Sophia. The more Sophia drew close to him, the more he kept remembering what his friends were saying about her nude and he hated her the more.