Willow Preston Nude Novels & Stories

So there was nothing left for her to say. Enzo undid the ropes around Willow’s feet and hauled her up to a standing position. Her knees almost buckled though so he had to catch her. Leading her over to the small pot in the corner of the room, he waited for Willow to do what she had to do. “Will you please turn around?” Willow whispered. “Do you need…help,” Enzo said. She was wearing a skirt. Willow was already being treated like an animal, so the least he could do was give her the dignity of helping her remove her underwear, since her hands were still bound behind her.

"Bet's to you, Penn," Rafe said around the end of his cigar. "Or are you going to pussy out again because you can't leave your phone alone?" I laid the device screen down on the table. Fought to clear my mind. Damn, I really had underestimated Willow's ability to seduce and tease. The picture she'd just sent me...I was going to make her recreate that photo. Naked except for an apron that barely covered the goods. And a splotch of frosting on her ass cheek. Only this time it would be my hand on her ass instead of a spatula slapping whipped sugar against that delicious flesh.

I bellow, my grip tightening around her jaw. She nods hastily, and as soon as her hand land over the top of my joggers and she begins to pull them down, I let her head free and relax back into the bed, awaiting her warm mouth to be upon me. I feel her hands- so soft and gentle- against my bare skin as she pulls my underwear down along with my joggers, letting them fall at my ankles. Immediatley my dick springs out in response and I watch as Willow takes her hand and nervously begins to pump me up some more. Fuck, even with her little experience in this and having this be her second time doing this, I'm not sure how, but she sure does make me a big pile of jello with just her touch.

Licking her lips, she gets back on top of me, straddling my twitching dick and rubbing her naked, dripping pussy against it. “I think it’s time for you to open your gift, Mr Grayson,” she says, picking up my hands and placing them on her ample breasts. I see what she means by this, and loosen the little bow holding her dress together. As soon as I did that, she spilt out, and I immediately took a taut nipple in my mouth while caressing and pinching the other. Willow moans and throws her head back, wrapping her arms around my neck as I trace my tongue around her nipples. She then pushes me away and lifts herself up before sitting down on my even harder cock, moaning as she does so.

"Hah! Don't even think about it. I'd never wear something like that," Willow huffed at Caspian. Caspian shook his head helplessly. "What's the matter? You look disappointed," Willow remarked puzzledly. "Honey, I've been waiting for this day for so long now. I wanted to see you in a bikini, but alas …" Caspian sighed sorrowfully. Willow pursed her lips and giggled. Lowering her voice, she said bashfully, "You've seen every side of me—including when I'm naked. Well, I brought one of those outfits with me. I'll put it on for you when we're alone."

I could feel her erect nipples poking at my body. "I told you, you can't resist your sweet man." I uttered, teasing her. At this point my erection was so strong, the tip of my cock had escaped my shorts. She must have felt it rubbing against her bare belly because she started to grind her body against mine. Before I knew it we were both stark naked. Willow yelped when I cupped her well rounded ass and she hugged me even tighter, squeezing our bodies together. My hard cock was pressed against her flat belly as we embraced each other.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it, my love. But we're not done yet." Willow's eyes widened as Harriet reached for a strap-on that had been hidden beneath the pillow. "Oh, I like the way you think," she purred, a predatory gleam in her eyes. Harriet slipped the strap-on on, the silicone phallus jutting out from her hips. "Are you ready for me, Willow?" she asked, her voice a low growl. Willow nodded, spreading her legs in invitation. "I've never been more ready for anything in my life."

Preston was drying his head with a towel. He was naked. His ball hanging low. And his massive cock was still asleep. But it is very evident that it was long and and big. Katalina felt her throat getting dry. She swallowed her saliva. Whilst staring at Preston’s member that has violated her entrance and mouth in a good, pleasurable way she could possibly imagine. “Well, I completely understand it, Katalina. But if there is something we can do or negotiate, I just want to let you know that the table won’t be off the table. Okay?”

I quickly rip off the page and put it in my pocket. Willow turns her head to the side, and her eyelashes flutter as she wakes up. "What are you doing?" She yawns. "Just drawing you naked, wearing nothing but the heart of the ocean," I smirk. "You are weird," she says as she pulls a blanket around her. "Has anyone ever told you that?"