Ali Liebert Nude Novels & Stories

She smirked before slowly going on her knees, rubbing her hand back and forth seductively on her collarbone. "I was waiting for you." She said like we had been doing this before and it was normal. She came forward, her arms stretched to touch me on my exposed chest, which the moon from the slightly open window, at the side of the room, gave a silvery glow. "You look so delectable," she said, staring at my chest while licking her lips, with a hungry look in her eyes that made me want to raise my hands to cover my chest or run back to get my shirt off the chair.

To my confusion, all of it were image attachment. And with a flick of my thumb, I opened the images. I was immediately met with a series of nude photos—of Elisse’s, my alpha’s mate, in nothing but seductive lingerie. Each of her photo was a tantalizing display of her body, posed in ways that made my blood boil and my dick hardened instinctively. “Sweet fucking Luna,” I breathed, feeling my pulse quicken. There she was, her delicate slender body wearing lace and silk, every curve screams of perfect wild invitation. The first image showed her leaning against a wall, her back arched, the fabric barely concealing her breast and only revealing her sweet pink erected nipples. I couldn’t tear my ga

Her deception weighed heavily on her, fueling her emotional exhaustion and moral ambiguity. She had not planned it that way. She had not sat down and calculated the damage. It had happened in the space of one conversation, one set of carefully chosen words, and by the time she understood what she had done, it was already done. Paul was two years old. Miguel was a newborn. And the foundation of their family had been built on a lie so complete that even Elena, who knew the truth, had started to lose track of where it ended and the story began. She sat in the kitchen one night after both boys were asleep, the flat quiet around her, and looked at the two photographs on the table — one of each bo

He rolled to his back then looked at me. “Come,” he commanded as he nodded down at himself. Kalil naked was like a work of art. An airbrushed, photo shopped work of art. He had the type of body that you could only hope for in a man. One that only existed in fantasies. I followed the ‘V’ of his hips, down to his erection standing proudly from a nest of curls and slick with my juices. I felt like I should be paying him for this. He raised that right brow and dipped his head down to himself again. He wanted me on top?! This unnerved me a little, but I went to him. Just like dancing, right? Lies! I still chanted it to myself as I straddled him. He cradled my face and drew me down to him, kissing

The girl was now standing stark naked in front of him and she closed her eyes letting the man look at her very carefully. “Oh! You have just perfect navel and size of waist. Your breasts are gorgeous and your pink nipples are so inviting….. I love the shape of your lips.” Lisa turned to look at Raol and realized that he was not talking about her facial lips but her labia. She squeezed her thighs together and walked closer to the man. “I am feeling very shy.” She literally begged him and Raol smiled walking close to the girl finally. He hugged the girl lovingly and patted her back trying to calm her down. “Does this feel better?”

Kaltain Leiya Helion and I had another short session of a display of passion. This time he didn't have a hard erection or try to penetrate me with it. It was a soft session. His fingers and lips explored every inch of my skin. The movement of our naked bodies made the room hotter, the air tighter and the sheets wetter. He ended the session with a long kiss before climbing off me. “Breakfast?”

That was his debt to them, not mine. "If I hit Sarah today, would you fake a report for me?" I scoffed. "Talking about debts. You owe me plenty too. Would you do the same to repay me?" His face twisted, and he roared, "That's not the same. I know you're worried about Margaret, but don't use it to throw a tantrum and talk about divorce. Sarah's got night blindness. She didn't mean it. Margaret's condition is temporary. She could wake up. But if Sarah got pinned, her life would be over."

He couldn't wait to see what she did in the privacy of her own room. The next morning, Nate woke up early and rushed to his computer to watch the footage from the night before. As he hit play, he saw Lila enter the room, wearing a silky robe that clung to her curves. She walked over to her dresser and began to undress, revealing her perfect breasts and toned stomach.

They were standing, holding drinks in their hands, looking like they were at a party. The next photo showed the blonde woman sitting on a couch. This time she was naked, her legs spread, and her pussy was shaved like it said in the ad. The third photo showed Greg. He was sitting on a deck chair by a swimming pool, naked as well, his erect cock flat against his belly.

"I don't know what you're talking about." "You don't?" I nodded to Marco. The massive screen at the front of the church—originally intended for a memorial slideshow—flickered to life. The first photo: Julian on a luxury yacht in the Caribbean, his arms wrapped around Bianca, kissing her on the deck against a backdrop of turquoise water and blinding sun. A stunned silence fell over the pews, followed by a collective gasp. "That's fake!" Julian yelled. "It's doctored!" The second photo: The two of them walking hand-in-hand on a private beach, Bianca in a bikini, Julian shirtless and smiling.