Stacy Edwards Nude Novels & Stories

Stacy moaned quietly. Emerald began to work Stacy's button one by one. Shirt parted, bra exposed. In one swift motion she pulled her shirt, slid out of her shorts and panties until she stood unashamed and bare. Kevin’s eyes were open, watching from the edge of the bed. Emerald guided Stacy's hand to her breasts arching into the touch, then she spread her thighs slightly in clear invitation. Kevin didn't need more; he moved between Emerald’s legs, his hands spreading her open even more. His tongue flicked over her clit once, twice; Emerald gasped into Stacy's mouth. Stacy's shirt and bra vanished into the haze. Soon all three were naked under the cheap motel light.

Revealing her D-cupped boobs in the black bra she had on. "Fuck! This looks so pretty. Can it be any prettier when she's stark naked?” he questioned himself. "Only one way to find out,” He grinned widely and tore the dress all the way down. Completely revealing her sexy boobs, legs and undies. With his eyes wide open and his jaw dropped astoundedly, he called out. "Mathew, would you believe this?” he gasped. "She's so pretty without a dress on! I'm taking her first, man. I don't care about what else you say. Can't wait to get my Dick into her warm honey pot,” Ray muttered, climbing on the bed and spreading Stacy’s soft milky legs apart, revealing her honey pot with only the black undies she

she finally murmured. I nodded and closed my eyes, dropping my head back onto the beach towels. I heard her sliding her shorts down her sexy legs and it was tough to keep my eyes closed. "Um, Keith? Can you take off your shirt, too?" I nodded and sat up, pulling my shirt up over my head. My eyes opened when I looked where I was setting my shirt over next to me. Then they widened when I saw Stacy. She was standing above me completely naked. I couldn't help it. My eyes were drawn to the hairless lips of her pussy and I had to swallow hard as my mouth flooded with saliva. Then I looked up at her face.

Ethan’s hands immediately found my hips, his fingers digging into my soft curves. "God, look at her," he rasped. "She’s perfect." "I told you guys," Ace said, his voice dropping low as he hooked his thumbs into the waistband of my underwear. He slid them down my legs, and I stepped out of them, standing completely naked in the center of the room. I felt exposed, vulnerable, and more alive than I had ever been in my entire nineteen years of existence. "You like being watched, don't you?" Cole asked, his hand sliding between my thighs, his fingers finding the slick, dripping evidence of my earlier solo session. "You're so wet, Stacie. You're literally dripping for us."

I peek in as she's in the bathroom… My jaw drops. Stacy is standing tall under the shower spray, her long legs strong-toned, her ass flexing soapy handfuls. When she turned her shaved pússy lips peek pink, fingers circling clít lazy as she moans my name, “Mmmhhh Jim, fúck me like you did before daddy.”

She quickly finished, whispering as she stepped out "I'll be waiting on the bed." I finished up fast and began drying myself off as I walked out into the bedroom. An erotic sight greeted me, Stacey was fully nude on our bed, legs gently spread open, her left hand massaging her D cup breasts as she stroked her beautiful pussy with her right. She spoke in her sultry tone "I was thinking the same thing baby, I'm glad you put this on." Referring to the porn.

I froze in my tracks when I saw the old couple standing in our room. What would they think? Ed is almost naked and we just came out the bathroom. I'm pretty sure my cheeks are still red. Stacy looked anywhere but at Ed, "Oh dear, we just came to tell you that breakfast is ready and..." "...and the flat tire is no longer flat. But take your time, do whatever you were doing. We can wait. Come on baby" Greg said, winking, again, at Ed. Before leaving Stacy remarked looking at Ed’s stomach, “That looks bad dear,” Greg hummed in response but took Stacy out.

Stacy muttered to herself, as she made her way to the kitchen, with her eyes glued to her phone, scrolling through more news to read more. “He is truly impressive. Increased stocks and multiplied assets even over the months without a physical presence? This man is so amazing,” Stacy said to herself again, as a modest smile danced on her lips, her eyes glistening with fondness for Carlton as she scrolled through his pictures on the internet, while downloading most of them. “Such a fine man,” she mouthed again and again, as she checked for more pictures. In less than ten minutes, while still trying to fix something delicious, Stacy felt someone's strong arms wrap around her waist from behind,

He resembled a lizard. And there sat sweet ole Jennifer, at five foot four, one hundred and ninety-one pounds with her chubby thighs, broad hips, huge breasts, and a fat ass. She had a Lean Cuisine dinner on her desk, glaring at Edwards. He smirked wanting to give her the finger, but kept on walking toward the surveillance room. Down the hall, Edwards passed prison cells mostly convicts, the repeat offenders, murderers, drug violators, all asleep, except for Wally Hanes. Damn, the fellow never sleeps!

The pictures of me topless and on my knees for him. My whole naked body on full display for him to jerk off to every night. His hand around his big cock, stroking it to me, thinking about the way he felt inside of me, pumping in and out and in and out, faster and faster. Tugging on my nipples. Touching my clit. I closed my eyes, the pressure in my core building higher and higher, and I hadn't even touched myself yet. The door opened, and I tried my hardest to push away the dirty thoughts of Everett's dad when I was about to see Everett.