Zahra Schreiber Nudes Novels & Stories

The redhead looked up at her, her eyes wide with anticipation as she gazed up at the tantalizing V at the top of Zia's naked thighs as if in a trance. Zia's hand traced down over her firm tummy, then lower, to her naked loins. Her fingers spread the fleshy lips of her plump pussy, revealing the pink, moist folds within. A dribble of golden fluid leaked, offering scant warning of the powerful torrent of girl piss that immediately followed. Etta flinched in shock as a splattering deluge of hot pee cascaded down onto her naked tits. She gasped, then arched her back, offering up her petite breasts to the cascade. Nipples perked to instant attention, throbbing as the downpour continued.

I was so shocked seeing Yaze’s beautiful body. “Remove all,” commanded by my brother which was followed by Yaze, her eyes were on the floor looking down. I was dumbfounded when Yaze removed her bra, freeing her firm beautiful breasts in our eyes. I felt an electrifying current when she removed her black bikini panties, her V shape private part was alluring. Damn! It was my first time seeing a nude woman in real life, I was mesmerized. I once saw a picture from my classmate. The felt heat soaring inside me, I felt my dick move suddenly. I got excited.

Her throat was painfully clogged with tears. He pulled away, removing her trouser and his boxers, throwing them on the floor. He was stark naked. "Please no." He paid no heed to her begging and unhooked her bra, his mouth attacking on her chest. "You love that fucktard" he muttered, his tongue stroking at her sensitive area. "Tell me Zahra, has he touched you like this?" He said while kneading the other breast. "N..No..." she stuttered, embarrased and ashamed of herself. She was crying by now, her whole face was drenched with tears, her heart was shivering in her chest.

Her breath became unsteady. “No, I want to hear you say it.” “Yes...James...yes!” It was all I needed. I stood and quickly removed my shorts. Zira watched me with hooded eyes, which only fueled my desire. I ripped her nightgown into pieces, revealing her naked body to me. She instinctively tried to cover herself, but I grabbed her hands. “No, I want to see every beautiful part of you.”

She hit the notification and downloaded the images in anticipation. Allegra took a deep sigh before viewing them. They were all the same but from the same angle, there was an unconscious Zayn on the concrete floor of a cell. Subconsciously, she pinched the screen with her two fingers and zoomed his face closer and closer until only his bright brown eyes could be seen, doing that felt satisfying to her soul.

She had gone through a lot these past few months and I didn't want anyone to use her to get to me. "What girl?" I asked, feigning ignorance. He shifted in his seat and slid a photo to me. Zahra was the woman in the picture, and she looked…beautiful. She let her hair down and wore a striped sky blue gown, with her hands on her waist as she smiled at the camera. "Don't worry about her…she's a mere plaything," I replied and I felt disgusted as those words left my mouth. She was the sweetest person ever and she cared for everyone but herself.

She’s the only one remotely capable of lethal force, and with these two imbeciles, I’m sure it would be all too easy. Zahra stands to one side of the mats and pulls off her oversized t-shirt, revealing a sports bra and leggings underneath. Something tightens in my stomach as I see her abs flexing with the movement. She moves with such casual confidence, it’s impossible not to admire her. Next, she gathers her hair into a high bun on the top of her head, her fingers deft and efficient.

She hung up after that and I stared at my phone, wondering what kind of mother the universe decided I had to deal with. Back in the room, I sat behind my desk, going through my social media when Ziah's text popped onto my phone screen. My heart pounded in my stomach at the picture of him, shirtless, with droplets of water on his chest. He stood in front of a waterfall, his lips curving up into a lazy smirk. Looking at him made me blush. The guy was so good-looking with a striking body. He was muscular, but in a nice way, with strong arms.