Ali Liebert Nude Novels & Stories

“Coming to my room in the middle of the night all soft and wet for your brother-in-law. Such a greedy little thing.” He pushed me down onto the bed, yanked my panties off in one sharp tug, and dropped to his knees between my legs. No teasing. He spread me open with his thumbs and dragged his tongue straight up my slit, slow and filthy, then sucked my clit hard enough to make my hips jerk.

Annulment Paper Lia was disturbed in her deep sleep by something heavy running over her legs. She slowly opened her eyes just to gulp in her position. She swallowed hard when she saw an arm wrapped around her waist and a heavy leg resting on her thigh. 'Oh my god. Oh my god. I'm naked! So, it was true. It's not just a dream? It's really happening. We... we made love last night? I thought it was just a dream. Oh, God...'

*She grinds her ass back teasingly, hedonistic eyes commanding as she spreads thighs wider, pussy lips parting invitingly, ready for filling. *Eyes widen in shock as they take in the scandalous scene before them - their best friend's mother, Stefanie, sprawled naked on the bed, laptop open to an array of hardcore pornography, her own body glistening with arousal. The provocative invitation hangs heavy in the air, a challenge issued directly to Y/N.*

"I don't want to know what my brother thinks about pictures of me nude. Very intimate pictures of me nude. All, every inch of me nude!" "They're only drawings, and none of them show your butthole, so not every inch." "Very realistic, lifelike, accurate and detailed drawings, probably more detailed than most photos." "Your body is perfect, Leese." "Told you." "Still not helping, Bunny. "Did you..." Lisa couldn't make herself say it. She wasn't sure she even wanted to know what he did with those pictures of her. "Yes, Leese, I did." Bunny laughed, hard and loud, but Lisa wanted to plug her ears with her finger before she heard him say any more.

The public apology was set up at a high-end private club. I walked through a long gallery of modern art. At the end of it was a heated indoor pool. Vivian was on a lounge chair in a red bikini, draped like a cat. She saw me. Smile lifted. Eyes full of contempt. "You came." She got up and walked over, slow, looking me up and down. "You did all this for this lifestyle? That's why you couldn't let go of Angelo?"

Beautiful in his brokenness. Liana climbed onto the bed carefully, positioning herself beside him. She pressed her body against his side, resting her head on his bare chest. She took the first photo. It was intimate, compromising. Her hand on his stomach. Her lips brushing his neck. Another where she was almost straddling him, her short black dress riding up her thighs. Each click sent a thrill through her veins. She took dozens of photos from different angles, making sure they looked as damning as possible. Then she selected the best ones and sent them to Noelle’s number with a simple, cruel caption:

Lia is wearing a sparkly rose coloured dress, showing off her pushed breasts and legs, while Adri is wearing a bright, satin red dress that shows off a lot of her cleavage and thighs thanks to the high slit. “Yeah, you wouldn’t think she was a mama, let alone reaching her 30’s soon.” Lia laughs. “Hey! Nothing wrong with that, as you keep saying ‘I'm still hot’, thank you very much.” I sassily say, flipping my hair over my shoulder. We break out laughing, clicking our glasses. We then start talking, catching up on things, but steer clear of discussing my divorce, and of course, Lia ends up telling Adri about my night with Leo, which, much to my chagrin, leaves them both cheering.

"Such a hero, rushing to save me the moment I called." "Who told you to send me your nude photos?" Lucien said, pounding hard, "Didn't you want me to f""k you?" "What about your perfect Luna?" Lily's laugh was cruel. "The pack can't stop praising her domestic talents.I wonder how skilled she is in bed?" "Stop talking about Scarlett all the time and focus." Lucien was obviously more addicted to her flesh, his large hands rubbing her breasts as he slammed into her harder. His lips nibbled at her shoulder.

he replied, tucking the hint away alongside the USB’s revelations. Back home, night had deepened into a living shadow. Trina sat on a bench near the roses, the last lantern light flickering across her face. “Stay with me a while,” she whispered, placing her hand on his knee. Nickey leaned in, his own hand brushing hers as he allowed himself a measured moment of closeness. His heart thundered as he thought of the twin, the USB, the mysterious cult symbol.

'Livv Markov the son of the great Alejandro Markov issued to be smuggling illegal substances, prostitution and selling children' Slowly, precise Livv, I'll watch you fall slowly after, I will bring death to you with my own hands. I saw Henry walking inside the room, I look at him with a grin plastered on my lips. "Where's Livv?" I asked him. "Out, he said I should keep you safe, and away from here," He said, I nodded and walks inside my room grabbing my bag.