Sophie Powers Nude Novels & Stories

Just pure, filthy freedom. We take a private golf cart down to the secluded beach. The cove is perfect: soft white sand, turquoise water, tall cliffs on both sides that hide us from the main resort. A few discreet staff members set up an oversized lounger with thick towels, a chilled bottle of champagne, and a discreet black bag that I know contains toys. Then they disappear. Sophia drops her cover-up first. She’s completely naked underneath, body toned and glowing, full breasts with dark nipples already tight. She lies back on the lounger like a queen, legs spreading lazily. The sun kisses her pussy — smooth, pink, already glistening.

With Sophs, you can never tell. “Natasha? Sophie? Are you in here?” I wander in and see from here the bathroom door is sitting open and I get a full, unbroken view of Sophie standing in what I can only describe in the sexiest lingerie I have ever laid eyes on, on a body that will feature in every wet dream I will ever have again. My stomach tenses, body goes into rigid shock at the realization I just got hard within a second of seeing her in her underwear and that, even though I’ve seen her in bikini’s in the past, somehow this is hugely different. None of her bikini’s were semitransparent, perking things up and cut to turn men on.

"Trust me on this one, mom. Right now, I am not Hailey, okay? I'm Felisha Hughes. Your model. The one who has been modeling your line all these years." I can see the question in her eyes but it was gone quickly when I saw the group, whom I was dreading the most, came to approaches us. Sophie has a wide smile spreading onto her face and her red fiery hair straight and swaying behind her back. She was wearing a pretty pastel white-nude dress, a crochet cardigan, and brown booties. Nico/Sheen was wearing a simple black shirt with a side pocket that has an Aztec design on it and black pants.

“She showed excellent control. Stayed mostly silent while Harlan fucked her under the desk and I played with her clit and nipples. She’s dripping wet and ready for you, Sir.” Mr. Voss leaned back in his chair, studying Sophia like prey. “Good. Strip, Miss Reyes. Everything off. Then come here and bend over my desk.” Sophia’s hands shook as she removed her blouse, skirt, and bra under their watchful eyes. Completely naked, she walked to the desk and bent forward, her breasts pressing against the cool wood, ass presented to the powerful man. Mr. Voss stood and moved behind her. His large hand stroked over her ass, then dipped between her legs, finding her soaked and swollen.

She pulled it off in one smooth motion, revealing perfectly round, firm breasts encased in a black lace bra. She reached behind her back, unclasped it, and let it fall. Her tits were gorgeous — full, perky, with dark nipples already hardening in the cool air. Ethan and I both stared in surprise. His cock twitched hard inside me. Sophia smiled slightly. She unzipped her skirt and pushed it down along with her panties, stepping out of them gracefully. Her pussy was completely shaved, lips puffy and already glistening with wetness. She sat down on the sofa opposite us, legs spread wide.

Sophie flung the towel and said urgently, “Al, massage my body too.” I almost went berserk with madness when I saw her perfect nude body. Her ripe breasts were waiting to be fondled and the slit between her legs was enticing me, its folds pinkish and inviting. Katy was still guiding my hand with her own, directing it towards Sophie’s flat abdomen. “Here, massage the muscles and then go upwards.” The touch of her silky stomach brought a convulsion through my body. “Concentrate, until you’re done. Don’t touch this,” she purposely patted Sophie’s pussy.

She asked innocently "Yeah, yeah I um, yeah." Raphael said "Come in, we have a lot to do today." Sophie said He came closer and he was still wearing his clothes. "I don't um know what to do." Sophie came out of the bathtub she walked seductively to him and said "You pull off your clothes and join me in the bathtub, that's how its done." Raphael unbuttoned his clothes and got in 'He is so handsome, am I dreaming? If this is a dream, I have no intentions whatsoever of ever waking up' he thought

Her Cupid lips moved in a sequential tune with her jaw, Aprons never looked more sexy as her erected nipples glared through it. Sophia wasn’t wearing a shirt. The only fabric covering her supermodel body was the apron which she pulled off right in front of me just to flaunt her perky and firm peach full Breast with her nipples laying apple red. Her hands brushed through her hair in the most sexiest of way ever. She is a definition of perfect and I guess that was the statement she was trying to make “hey violet I am sexy and you can never, ps look at my boobs”. How can one be perfect but has a disgusting attitude. Her face came closer to Mine,

The top followed, breasts bouncing free, nipples hardening in the air. Liam's cock stiffened full, throbbing against his trunks. He grabbed his towel quick, draping it over his lap as he sat. "Girls..." But his voice rough, hunger lacing it. Sophia hesitated, glancing at him shy. "Come on, Soph. Live a little." Isabella dove in naked, splash echoing. Sophia stood, blushing furious, but unzipped her suit. It slid down, revealing small, firm breasts, then her trimmed mound. She covered herself quick, but Liam drank it in—both twins nude, bodies young and perfect.

Mathilda explained. "No! She is lying. I didn't kill her and what proof she has." Athena was confident that without any proof police won't touch her. "I have all the proofs of your illegal supplying of drugs and killing innocent children." Celestine nodded her head to Brad and he plugged the USB into the big projector. It was a short video clip where she choked a 10 years boy to death and threw his body to the wolf. The big screen flashed with photographs of Athena taking money for drugs and dagger in her hand.