Zoe Gregory Nude Novels & Stories

But before she could take a step back and do as he wished, Zoey gently captured her lips, nibbling at her flesh with his luscious lips in a way that made her want even more. Soon, the kiss came to an end. With her gaze locked with Zoey’s watchful ones, she reached for the zipper of her gown. The material slipped off easily and she was instantly exposed… all of her. As though seeing her for the first time, Zoey let out a shuddering breath, his folded arms failing. “Well…” While she shook off her flat shoes, Zara’s heavy breath interfered with her utterance. But, after she spoke, Zoey quickly got rid of the clothes on his lower body and he was soon naked, his thick manhood causing her eyes to

I fancy a soothing cup of mango tea for a caffeine junkie I actually think I need to detox. "Oh my God, you're home." Zoe comes bursting out of her room and stands in front of me. She's wearing a long navy t-shirt with a teddy bear sitting on the moon on the front. Her hair is disheveled. "Err what are you doing back so early?" She asks suspiciously. "What happened to staying a bit longer and being with Sebastian?" Her hands are on her hips, not quite the welcome I was expecting from my bestie. From behind her appears Nate, he's naked on the top and wearing faded jeans on his lower half. It feels a bit weird seeing my doctor with his chest exposed. I avert my eyes. Crikey I've interrupted a

A murmur ran through the room. She turned back to face him, dancing closer, letting her breasts sway inches from his face. She took his hands and placed them on her waist, then guided them lower, to her hips, as she continued to move. She unbuttoned her shorts, shimmying them down her legs, stepping out of them in just a pair of lace panties. The dance became slower, more intimate, her body undulating just for him. She hooked her thumbs in the sides of her panties and, with agonizing slowness, peeled them down, stepping out and kicking them aside. Then, naked, she lowered herself onto his lap, straddling him, her arms around his neck, her mouth at his ear, still moving to the heavy, relentle

My hand fell on its own to my belly, I had a little pudge sticking out that wasn’t as noticeable under this dress but you could really see it when I’m naked. I blew out a hard breath as I watched Zoe counting down with her free hand. When she got to one, she then pointed at me. I clasped my hands together and tried with all I had to relax. I turned a bit so my back drop would be the lobby and not the chaos going on further into the space.

Not until it was on her. Undoing the front clasp, he devoured her softness and his tongue toyed with the hard peak as she gasped, jerked and moaned, fingers in his hair pulled at his locks at delicious intervals. His hand headed south, undoing the top button and dragging the zip down at a slow, torturous pace, so much so that Sush whimpered and shifted in protest. But Greg held her still, gluing her to the wall as he took his time with the zipper even though all he wanted was to tear it off. The wafting scent from her wetness got stronger with each lowered inch, and when the matching black lace underwear was revealed, Greg broke away from her breasts to admire the thin, see-through fabric ag

Zoe lays in her puddle, sweaty, touches herself. "Now, fuck me, my father. Fuck me where anybody on that beach will see us." Need beats prudence, my cock makes its demand. I grasp her legs, up against my chest. She holds me, aiming. I gaze at her young sex. Her vagina, hot, wet. My cock just parting her lips. Watching as I push in, inside my daughter, forbidden, taboo, sublime. Zoe's head falls back. "Ohhh fuck. You feel so good in me. All of it dad, give me all of it."

I was standing in front of Killian Wolfe completely naked. He stared at me. His eyes moved down my body. Slowly. My breasts. My waist. My hips. The slick shine between my thighs that I couldn't hide even if I wanted to. Then back up to my face‚ his jaw clenched so hard the muscle was jumping‚ his eyes so dark they were almost black. "W—what’s going on‚ Zoey?" His voice was rough and strained. I shrugged. I didn't have words. All I had was the image of him breaking a man's wrist for me burned into my brain‚ the wetness dripping down my inner thighs‚ a need so sharp it felt like it was eating me alive.

he announced and looked at Zoe and then at me. "He would have to be blamed for sleeping with you, you can remember the last time you met him at the stream, he was bathing and you were about to take off your clothes, when he stopped you from doing so, even after you knew he was there?" Greg asked without stammering, he was spitting the truth. "Zoe, what were you trying to do with him in the stream, even when he rejected you, you insist on seducing him. Zoe!" I yelled, I was burning in rage… Greg knew about this and didn't let me know.

Currently, Zoe was shivering under his glare. He beckoned her with his finger and gestured to her to sit on his lap. When she didn’t move, he simply pulled her on his lap. Zoe was wearing a purple long skirt with a thigh high slit and a matching velvet tube top. A gold necklace adorned her nape. She wore gold bangles and an anklet. Keplin began to untie the first string and as soon as the bodice became loose, he cupped her breast beneath it. “Those are so supple. I miss them a lot.” He exposed them. Zoe shuddered under his touch. “Keplin, you have to control yourself.”

She licked her lips as she let her eyes roam over Zoe's body. "I would rather die first," Zoe said, trying to move her arms to cover herself. Cressida laughed as she removed her dress and stood naked in front of Zoe. Too many days had passed since she'd had sex. She needed this release, and what better way to get it than with the princess herself? She ran her hands over Zoe's silky soft skin and groaned.