Alaina Ellis Nudes Novels & Stories

Alain had not been alone in his room despite his apparent tendency to sulk as his hazel eyes once more trailed toward the nearly finished and quite fetching portrait that hugged the easel as he stood before it, still naked from head to toe and his breath reeking of every manner of ale from the tavern below. It had been quite the match to the slumbering redhead peasant girl having a bit of a lie in due to the weather and their earlier exploits between his formerly crisp sheets. Slowly he approached the messy bed and pulled back said sheets as his lust-addled hazel eyes took in the sight of the soft milky white flesh of the slumbering peasant girl with supple breasts and ruby red lips. She had

I said and saw Elaina’s lips curve into a smile. “You have done noble, slut, now get out of my sight.” Elaina ordered and I left to go stand very close to Emma and Lauren who were still in a sixth nine sucking each other off, with clear intent in my eyes. “Crawl to me slut," Elaina said to Cora, "are you hungry?” She asked removing her clothes when Cora was in her presence. “Famished.” Cora said moving closer to her. “Get licking then slut,” Elaina said spreading her legs and Cora crawled a bit more closer.

It’ll work. — No, not enough, find me a woman in the same cell, I want an enraged one. A desperate one. Someone who has nothing left. Promise her that I will pay her debts. That she can have fun. Unleash herself. That she can make her swallow every word, every breath. — Got it, you want a hungry hyena. I can do that. — And I want the photo. Send it to me as soon as it's done. — Received.

His eyes dropped to the image. Talia was lying on their bed. The covers stopped just above her hips, leaving the curve of her ass unmistakable beneath the fabric. Her breasts were completely exposed, soft and full, one hand cradling her left tit. Her dark hair spilled around her face and over the pillows. She looked straight into the camera, seductive and unapologetic. Theo’s cock swelled instantly. He gripped the edge of his desk and let out a quiet curse. She had sent it to both of them.

Her heavy breathing was made more evident by the steady rise and fall of her mounds. After a few seconds, she reached down and wiggled her lace panties over her hips and down to the floor. She was now standing in front of me in all her natural glory. No words could describe the vision in front of me. Alaia had curves that any woman would be envious of. Her flawless skin seemed to almost glow with anticipation. With the absence of all her clothes, the smell of her arousal teased my nostrils relentlessly. I’d never in my lifetime smelled anything that made me so hard. Painfully hard. I needed release.

She simply held out her hand. “Come on, baby. The private sauna is ready.” The door sealed shut behind them with a soft, final click. Heat wrapped around Lily’s bare shoulders and thighs, thick enough to taste. Elena adjusted the controls, then let the towel fall. Elena stood fully naked under the soft golden light…full breasts heavy, dark nipples already tightening in the heat, soft belly, wide hips, smooth shaved cunt glistening. She didn’t cover herself. She didn’t look away. She simply watched Lily’s face while the younger woman swallowed hard.

Ria folded her arms “I'm hot.” Ella replied shortly. “I'm burning up Nurse Ria, I need to be examined.” “Ella!” But Ella was already taking off her crop tops then sports bra as she tossed it to the side. Her breasts spilling free. She laid back, she hooked thumbs into her shorts and panties together as she slid them down her legs in one smooth motion and kicked them off. She was gloriously and unashamedly naked on the exam bed. Ria couldn't move.

I could hear Chynna say but her back was to the camera and Alaina was in front of her "light skins can have any guy we want and Cam is mine and he definitely don't want you boo" I frowned when she said that, hurt flashed on Alaina's face then went away quick when she said "what ever girl" then the screen went black and the caption for the snap said "black loser" and I was mad, me and Chynna definitely not together I smashed and that was that she just embarrassing herself and coming at Alaina is just like writing yourself a death wish.

However, Anala turned to face me with a smirk and turned on my phone's live stream and laughed, "Guess who is now sold off at an auction tonight?" Click. Click. Anala took photos of me, as I swiftly pulled the bedsheet to cover up my chest, before she could record me náked. But thankfully, they don't allow náked posts online. So she laughed and walked away from me as she went to the door.

Then she saw the girl. Liana stood beneath the largest print in the show, a ten-foot-tall image of herself sprawled across white silk, thighs open, fingers buried between them, head thrown back in a silent scream of release. In the photograph her eyes were half-lidded, lips parted, skin flushed rose and gold. In the flesh she wore a slip of silver fabric that barely qualified as a dress, nipples dark against the thin material, legs endless. She was staring at the image of herself the way someone might stare at a lover caught in the act: possessive, angry, aroused. Elena’s pulse kicked hard. She crossed the room, heels silent on the polished concrete.