Allison Royalty Nude Novels & Stories

"You, I know and trust. If you say she's Ok, I can go with that. She obviously needs some help." Allison came out of the bathroom and stopped halfway to the bed. She suddenly realized she was nude and I was looking. "I guess I'm a little late with thinking about modesty." "A little. It's Ok. I don't know about Jenn right now, but I always sleep nude and I need to go too." I tossed the covers away and stood up. Allison checked me out as I passed her and said, "Nice." By the time I got dressed and headed for work Jenn was at her desk and Allison was sipping tea on the couch. It was nice being kissed good-bye by both of them.

"Okay, you can take it off, now." I tell her and she bends forward stripping her thong off in one quick motion. Her neatly trimmed dark bush let's me know she's not a natural blonde. My cock is rock hard even before I tell her to remove her blouse and her bra. "How old are you, Allison?" I ask her, as she's standing there naked, her pert tits, with rose-colored areolas and puffy pink nipples, pointing right at me. I can't resist running my fingers over her nipples, as I wait for her answer.

I pushed myself up onto my tiptoes to get a clearer view of the interior. The spectacle before my eyes caught my breath squarely in my throat. A completely naked woman was on all fours atop the leather sofa, her fingers gripping the backrest with white-knuckled intensity. Her long hair cascaded around her in a disheveled mess, whipping wildly in sync with the brutal rhythm of the man behind her. The man was wearing an oversized t-shirt, but his posture and build were unmistakably Roy’s. "Faster, Roy! I’m going to come... Aaahhh!"

"Greetings to the wife of the third Prince, Princess Lianne Ronnenburgh-Heilsonne." A beautiful woman with hazel eyes and curly dark brown hair appeared infront of them. The woman smiles at Louie, looking at him from head to toe. Mary who knew this woman suddenly held onto Louie as if she was going to protect him. "Who are you?" Louie asked since he doesn't have a clue to who this woman is. "I am Rosalia Adelle, Princess. I am here as a special guest of his highness, the third Prince."

Sadie nods her head. “Well, I think I like Prince Louis,” she says. “I wish he would look my way but he seems oblivious of my existence,” she sighs and Rose rolled her eyes, then we all laugh. “Meanwhile we finally saw the alpha king himself,” Nora squealed with excitement. “What’s he like?” I asked. “He’s just a more matured version of Prince Ryder…” She was still speaking when I feel my phone begin to vibrate in my pockets. I’d totally forgotten I tucked it in there and I smiled warmly when I saw the caller. Layla. I excused myself and stepped out of the room to pick up the phone.

The Kingdom of Treiz immediately sent his reserved armies to the Royal Island. The Royal Isle of Los Angeles was a protectorate of Baltimore but open to all the Royal Families of the United Kingdom of Aseana. The place was a nice venue for royal family summer vacation because of its white beaches and a wide range of golf area. Our scholars have discovered that the island has the largest gold deposits in the history of man but we decided not to exhaust such minerals.

Brook was also involved with covering all the details along with Joana so he had everything prepared. "Exactly. He is just too clean to be true. He never comes for any interviews, we could hardly see his face just one time we could photograph him when Mr Benson of Benson group had a complaint against him. And there is just no controversy about him. No girlfriends, no family issues. Like nothing." "You can't complain if he is just too clean for his royal background." Brook scoffed. "Boo! You guys are just too swoon about his Royal-ness. I bet 100$ he is not clean like he portrays he is." Lily challenged as Brook laughed.