Ashley Gardner Nude Romane & Geschichten

Weeks Later In the soft hush of their bedroom, Asher lay on the bed, his chest pressed to the mattress, completely naked. His head was turned toward the living room, eyes closed, the quiet sound of his breath rising and falling in rhythm with Caleb’s hands working along his back. Caleb, dressed in a sheer robe that clung to his frame, the outline of his trunk visible beneath, straddled Asher's thighs as he worked his palms in slow, practiced strokes.

“You’re a nurse. He’s her family. That’s not allowed.” She was well aware of the rules, the ethics, the boundaries that existed in her world. Yet… Determined, she swung her legs over the side of the bed and padded towards the bathroom. The cool tiles beneath her feet provided grounding comfort. She turned on the shower, stepping beneath the cascade of hot water, letting it wash away the remnants of sleep and dreams alike. The warmth soothed her muscles, while her mind remained alert—calm yet contemplative. After drying off, she donned a pair of black gym leggings and a fitted tank top, her trainers patiently waiting by the door. She tied her hair back into a loose ponytail, grabbed her phone

His own eyes pouring over my body. I have nothing to hide. I know I am in good shape with all of my training and my diet. I have never been ashamed of my body, but I've also never been one to flaunt it for everybody either. "Mmmm. Maybe we should should change that, because honestly, I'd like to devour you." I bit my lip and slid myself off of the edge of the bed where Asher had left me when he began his little strip tease and fell to my knees.

He placed me in front of him next to the bed, gently kissed me, and with great gentleness took off my clothes. As he took off each item, he kissed the newly exposed skin: my neck and shoulders, then my breasts and nipples, then (kneeling down) up my thighs, and finally my exposed pubic hair and pussy. I truly cannot describe how excited I was. I could feel my own fluids all over my thighs. Asher stepped back from me and said, "Let me look at you while I get undressed. It's been a long fucking week since I last saw this gorgeous body... You are so beautiful!"

Ashley on the other hand stood digging her ear feeling less than bothered by the prospect of people seeing her naked. 'Whelp what's done is done, no different than being in a line of naked women waiting for my turn in the showers.' Ashley shrugged to herself thinking back to her time in the military standing around with over fifty other naked women awaiting their turn for the showers. She already had very little in the way of modesty, and those times saw to it she lost any kind of shyness that could have ever been. Ashley began casually strolling towards the restroom, while Collen was walking back to Liana's room as though he were a rusty stiff robot.

Ashley woke up tingling. This was last Saturday. She had shaved her pussy completely smooth the night before, every single hair gone, baby-soft and glistening. “For easier cleanup,” she had told Tyler with a wicked grin while Tyler watched her in the bathroom mirror, cock already leaking. Now the door opened at exactly ten. Mike stepped in wearing another black t-shirt. Ashley waited on the couch naked except for the worn leather “RENT” collar, legs spread, fingers lazily circling her bald clit.

Ashley, realizing that her silence was freaking Tina out, unfroze and calmed Tina down. "Calm down. I am not going to tell your dad or Liam, even though I feel like we should, but tell me everything from the beginning without leaving anything out." Ashley said, holding Tina's shoulders gently with her two hands. "Well, there is this boy that I thought actually like me. We have been dating for about 3 months and I thought everything was okay. He asked me for some naked pictures and I was too shy to sent one to him. He then got mad at me and said that I was prude and boring so I decided to send a picture of myself with no bra on. Today, I got a message from him telling me to pay him 10k or he

*** Writer’s POV: Aisha was busy cleaning the Prince’s room, unaware he was still in the bathroom. She was fixing his sheets when he stepped out of the bathroom. She froze, surprised and immediately uncomfortable. Luckily, Asahd had on a pair of trousers. Even till then, she reddened on seeing his nude chest and upper body. Normal, he was sculptured and smooth. Staring at his golden and perfectly tanned skin made you want to run your fingers over it.

I could kneel between them with my mouth pressed against one hole and my pussy and ass against the other. I hit record on all the cameras. They would stream back to Ashley's studio. I wasn't surprised that she made p**n. Not after she kept filming with her husband. She got off seeing me fucking Keith. She was such a dirty whore. Like me. I pulled off the sweater I wore. It had the logo for GNEW, an evangelical conference every year. I dropped it in the corner then unhooked my red bra. My big boobs spilled out. They swayed back and forth, nipples so hard.

“Yes, it’s your turn.” Ashley’s nails are painted pale pink; I notice the shade as she trails her fingertips lightly over my tented khakis. Then – without me even asking – she shimmies out of her sweatpants. She’s not wearing underwear either... who are these girls? Without a word, the eighteen-year-old positions herself over my lap, making sure there’s plenty of pressure on my raging hard-on. Her body on mine feels so fucking good – and I think that’s exactly what she intended.