Treasure Passion Nude Novels & Stories

Enora gasped in pleasure as Adam’s lips found their way to her breasts, his tongue swirling around her nipples as he teased her mercilessly. Enora arched into his touch, her body trembling. Adam’s touch was like fire against her skin, igniting a fierce passion within her as she gave herself over to him completely. Adam’s hands continued roaming eagerly over her body as he explored every inch of her with a hunger that bordered on desperation. Enora moaned softly as Adam trailed kisses down her stomach.

Her lips were swollen from their kiss, and the twin pools of green were glazed over with passion. Trent proceeded to undress once she nodded. She was ecstatic when he stood before her in all of his splendour. He'd make a great partner. His tan complexion gleamed like satin and he was tall and broad-shouldered. She lifted her arms as he began to pull her shirt over her head. He pulled her jeans and underwear down her delicate legs as she gently undid her bra. He came to a halt in front of her delta, which was covered in the same copper hair that was around her head.

Ten of them. All naked. Nude. Bare. Stripped. I don't even bother reading the message. Instead, I set my phone down and focus on my laptop, pulling up the photos in full screen. I lean closer. I can’t believe it. She’s fucking incredible. The girl’s body is absolutely stunning; her breasts are perky and her pussy is perfectly shaven. My arousal increases as I imagine having her nipples in my mouth. My cock is painfully erect, just at the thought of it.

Right on cue, a pair of hard palms slid from my back to my boobs. Without warning, he pulled both teats earning a gasp I couldn’t stop. “That’s more like it.” Mr brown haired said with a cocky smile. “Strip her already, I can’t wait to see what’s underneath.” Mr green eyes said, not masking the lust glistening from his eyes. My chest felt like it would rip open at any second with the way my heart pounded against it. What was more exciting? The fact I was about to live out my long yearned fantasy… or the fact that it was with strangers that didn’t bother with names.

Her fingertips traced every deep ridge and groove of his sculpted abdomen, nails lightly scraping over his skin before dipping teasingly along the waistband of his boxers. Every roll of her hips made his muscles jump and twitch. His cock jerked violently against her soaked heat in response. She was riding him faster now, grinding with frantic urgency. Her full breasts bounced and jiggled in her hands as she squeezed them tighter, pinching her nipples until sharp pleasure bordered on pain and she whimpered. “What the fuck are you doing, Lena?” Tarzan rasped. His face was flushed deep red, eyes glued to the erotic sight of her touching herself while she shamelessly used his throbbing cock like

With one deep inhale, I tugged it down and let it fall away, leaving my torso bare before him. A curse escaped Trent's lips at the sight of my exposed skin. But I Didn't stop there, I gradually allowed my fingers to drift into my panties, caressing the edges of my underwear before dipping below. A sigh parted my lips as I encountered my own slick heat, pleasure sparking through me from just the first strokes. "That's it, pretty girl," Trent gaze locked onto the movement of my hands as they slipped past the final scrap of separating us. "Show me how good you want to feel..."

He pointed out. The downside of ripping clothes and shifting, things like cell phones get left behind. “And the second problem, Mister Silvercloud?” I arched my brow. “If I take a picture, someone else could see it no matter how many firewalls I hide the file behind. And no one gets to see you like this….” He gestured to my still flushed naked body and my thighs where I could feel our mutual climaxes’ slickness. “but me.” Who knew possessive Jonathan could be so hot? Who knew I’d like possessive Jonathan? The Goddess, that’s who. She thinks of everything when she matches our souls. André is right when he says the Goddess knows what she’s doing.

This sight I see makes my eyes go wide and my mouth open a wide agape. Oh my f****** goodness. I did not know when I lift my right hand and place it on my mouth. I totally can't believe this. The image I am looking at right now is the image of Amelia completely naked in bed with Nathan hovering above her, the both of them sweating previously seemingly lost in their world of pleasure with Nathan entangled to her and her legs wrapped up around his waist. He is pounding her hard fucking her furiously on the bed like they are not going to see the next day.

Anthony was pleased and he pulled her closer to him as they tasted the sweetness of their lips. With their bodies burning with passion and desire, Anthony's hand began to wander on her body. Anthony lifted her in his arms and carried her like a queen towards their room. The intensity in their body was so powerful that Anthony just torn her clothes savagely. He was so eager to have her, pressing her under his body. Danielle was not distracted by what he did. She pressed herself closer to him, feeling and touching his bare muscular body. She was drooling with his perfect body. She can sensed the hardness of his manhood below him in between her thighs.

She smiled faintly. He walked in front of her and knelt on the bed. Holding her shoulders and letting her lie beneath him. He took a bottle of oil in his hand and gently took off her robe. She was now completely naked. “My robe!” Angela yelled softly. “That’s how a massage is done Madam.” Trenton said. He poured a little bit of oil on her thighs and began to massage on it gently. His touch made her moan. Trenton smirked playfully. “I…know you’re……doing this on….purpose.” Angela moaned in between her words. Trenton chuckled lightly and continued. It got to a point when Angela’s body couldn’t take it anymore. She needed to be fucked. Trenton saw it in her eyes, he took the oil and poured some