Tracy Griffith Nude Novels & Stories

I had to admit, it was hard to imagine Aaden - even as possessive as he is - getting mad if I brought Tracy off with my hand. "No. But..." I couldn't believe how much I was confiding in my co-worker...but i'd gone this far now. The rest of the sentence came out in a whisper. "...but my...my sister was naked while she did it." Again, Tracy was just looking at me blankly. "So?" I didn't say anything, and she rolled her eyes. "Americans. You think nudity is immoral or something?" Yes, I wanted to reply, but I forced myself to take a moment. "No," I eventually admitted. "Not immoral. Just...private."

It's like some thing bad happened to me and that in a second or so, the guy with me might try to force himself on me, some times I always even beg them to leave me alone. But with Cade every thing is different, I had gotten far with him only for that disturbing feeling to come back. For years I keep on wondering if I was raped or stuff, that is the only thing that can justify this feeling but I doubt it. Have always lived a sheltered life,I wouldn't have been raped by any one, my parents would have told me if some thing like that happened right. Just then the door opened and Tracy walked in with Gracie. "So you have been hiding here all day, common the crew have arrived, they came with all t

She pulled off her g string pantie and stood nude before him. Grayson had a frown etched on his face. When he saw Tiffany try all but in vain to get him turned on, he almost bursted out laughing. But he resisted that urge. Not trying to lose, Tiffany parted her legs and began fingering herself. She moaned like a sick cat as she thrusted two fingers into her core while standing. Her legs were shaking as she kept thrusting in and out in a rhythmic pattern. Not taking anymore of her silliness, Grayson stood up making Tiffany think he was coming for her. A shit earing grin which filled her face quickly disappeared when he walked past her, unlocked his door and yelled on top of his voice for her

No, did she just say that to me? “Excuse me? Tell me what? Are you sick in the head?” “That he's seen me naked.” Her coy smile was wider. I've been talking to a bitch this whole time. “What?” She nodded, repeating herself. “Yes. He's seen me very naked, every part of me. I sent a couple of nudes to him of course. I'm Trey's biggest fan by the way, and he's so hot, I'm pissed you get to fuck him.” “What do you mean?”

Ryan had just had a much-needed shower and was now ready for bed, but that was not to be. Tracy was seated in a provocative position on the bed in his room, wearing the sexiest lingerie she had. She smiled at him and leered openly at his body, which was still covered in drops of water from his shower. Ryan resisted the urge to groan and turned away, pretending not to notice, but Tracy was not having any of it. She got up and came to wrap her arms around him, kissing his neck sensually as she did so. Ryan gently extricated himself from her grasp and went to put on a shirt.

Nicole stood there, frozen in shock, eyes wide as she took in the scene: me completely naked, legs spread wide, tits bouncing and squirting all over Tristan’s cock while screaming his name. shit-

No relationship had ever lasted because of it. I had wondered for years if something bad had happened to me — something violent. But my life had been so sheltered. My parents would have told me if I had been assaulted… wouldn’t they? The door opened. Tracy entered with Gracie right behind her. “So this is where you’ve been hiding all day,” Gracie said with a grin. “Come on — the crew just arrived with all the equipment. There are some seriously hot guys with them.” I managed a small smile. “They’re all yours. Cade is the only man I want.”

She smiled at the thought of how much cum and from how many men she had in and on her body since this afternoon. 'You were a naughty girl today, Tracy.' She thought. She took her time in the hot shower, pampered herself with a lavender body oil, put on a baggy T-shirt and got into bed with her laptop and phone. Jim nearly sprinted to the den to check the quality of video that recorded Tracy in her new outfits. He opened up the recorded file and played the video. There were dozens of excellent close ups of Tracy that captured her entire body. One was perfect. It showed her enormous tits under the nearly see-through fabric of her white shirt. It also showed her head turned away from the camera

The door opened and Tracy came in with several drinks, and passed them out, then sat down in a chair that she pulled over to Bill's side of the desk. "Jessie," Tracy said. "You're obviously an attractive young woman, so you've had people stare at you before. Are you comfortable with people looking at your feminine attributes?" Stifling a laugh, she nodded. "I totally am. I'm actually a big exhibitionist, so I'm totally okay going nude when I'm around folks," she said. "But I don't mean to say that I'm going to be doing that here at work!" she added quickly.

He held her gaze, resisting her invitation. "Fine. You can look at the real thing, or the picture, either choice is fine." She said and Randy lazily shifted his glance back to the picture, where Tricia was shining the laser at her own pictured, jutting chest. "Look at my tits, Rabdy. So big...so soft...so perfect...and they are all real. Just imagine squeezing them with your hands, playing with them as you wish... the softness is addicting, you will never get enough," Tricia said, her tone low and lusty as she moved closer to his desk, leaning over it again.