Stephanie Reyes Nude Novels & Stories

This Stephen was talking to that woman. She is wearing a red off-shoulder and I can see that cleavage of her. Her skirt is too short are that can almost see her panty...is she even wearing panty right now? It was as if someone was smelling when she opened her thigh a little. Just kidding. Maybe Stephen really likes that, the way she sticks to Stephen. I guess he can see that big boob of hers right now. And this Stefanie likes it. I mean, she loves it. It shows in her face. She’s interested in Stephen, obviously.

The only thing I can hear is my breath mixed with my heartbeats. Ryan’s tongue is making geometrical patterns on my skin, which is making me horny AF. I try to speak but his grip on my neck tightens, showing who is in control of whom. With futile struggle, I stand there helplessly and watch him do Picasso art on my skin. His chest pressed to my back, pushing me further into the washbasin in front of me. The friction between the basin and my lower abdomen adds another hit of pleasure to my core. He smirks maliciously, enjoying me shiver under his touch.

Kelly's eyes were had a glow like lust as she looked at Stephanie's nearly naked body. Stephanie trembled as her lover looked at her. She was only wearing a black lace bra that clearly showed her now hardening nipples, and the high heels. She felt her pussy throb and grow wet. "Mmmm, no panties", Kelly teased. "You're a naughty girl." She brought a trembling finger to Stephanie's pussy and felt the wetness. With great will power she moved her finger away. Kelly untied the sash on her robe and let it fall open. She was naked underneath with only her stockings and heels on. The sexy blonde reached up and unhooked her friend's bra, letting it fall to the floor. She took Stephanie into her arms

Kelly whispered and without waiting for an answer, pushed Stephanie's tube top up and over her heaving breàsts. Stephanie moaned loudly and closed her eyes, unable to look at the younger woman's face. She could feel eyes staring at her nakedness, knowing she could see the juice glistening on her closely cropped pubic hair. In fact, she could feel it running from between her lips now. "You're beautiful," Kelly whispered. Then she reached for Stephanie's hand and guided it between her legs. "Rub yourself," she said. She wanted desperately for it to be her own hand between Stephanie's legs.

She first took off her shoes, then her jewelries, then her clothes and was just in her underwear and Reyes watched with his hawk-like eyes. “What are you waiting for?” He asked, seeing that she was still in her matching lace panties and bra. “Take it off too, and do it slowly.” Reyes insisted. And she did it one by one. Stood in front of him, stark naked as her boobs stood up and the sight of it delighted the man in front of her. Reyes walked round her in a circular motion, checking her out and when he got to her back he grabbed her ass making Jenny moan. “Mmmph.”

Smiling tentatively, Stephanie crossed her arms over her chest and slowly lowered the thin straps of her nightie from her shoulders, pulling them down her arms until she was bare to her narrow waist. Her bare, round, firm breasts were waiting only for his touch. When Stephanie removed her nightie, the air touched them, making them very hard. Billy’s mouth began to water and his fists clenched. He swallowed to keep from drowning. The sensual image unraveling in front of him was absolutely mind-blowing. Stephanie let her nightie slide to the floor and let Billy see her naked and gorgeous body. Sensually, Stephanie stepped out of the circle of fabric and faced him. Her feet were high arched and

Stephanie didn’t run. She stood there, back pressed against the door, eyes glued to us. Her initial shock slowly melted into something darker — fascination, confusion, and unmistakable arousal. Her cheeks flushed deep red. Her breathing quickened. She pressed her thighs together, one hand unconsciously drifting down toward her skirt. *There it is,* I thought with dark satisfaction. *I knew you had this side hiding underneath.* Bianca tried to explain, her voice broken and desperate. “Steph, please— it’s not what it looks like— I can— oh god—”

Stacy forced her way right into the room, and her eyes met mine. I was naked, my legs spread wide, smiling right at her. “Stephanie, you have crossed the line!” she shouted at me, while I looked right back at her. “Was there ever a line?”