Allura Del Ray Nude Novels & Stories

He held on to my right shoulder, so I turned to face him. "Will you take your hand off my shoulder or I'll turn you into a mouse?" I raised my left eyebrow, glaring at his cold yet undeniably handsome face. "Whoops!" He immediately took his hand off my shoulder. "You two! What are you waiting for?" The guard on the table called us. He's looking at me from head to toe right now. I quickly walk towards him and say, "My name is Alenna Delevigne from the city of Nalaknabak. I'm a..."

First, Padre, then George… and now, Madre… Soft smooth hand on my shoulder made me stiffen. Elara. Lost in my mind, I didn't hear her come in. From our reflection on the transparent glass, I mopped at her completely naked body. Elara?! Her perfectly round tits, much bigger than the last time we fucked. It seemed like half her weight, quiet heavy for her petite frame. Her dark-pink nipples painted out, dialing danger. Devouring her nudity, I trailed down her small curvy hips and well-shaped ass, perfect figure for my torture…

My mate, seeing her up close, looked small, frail, scared and confused on the bed, already fully naked while the disgusting beast stood over her, already running his dirty fingers across her legs. “A- Alpha Arthur.” He starts stuttering as I approach him, but a punch to the nose sends him staggering back, blood already matting his lips like a thick coat. “You have less than 3 seconds to get out of my sight or I'll make sure you never see the light of day again.” Before I could finish, he grabbed his clothes and dashed out of the room. My eyes langly fell on the naked woman on the bed, taking in how sexy she looked. She was small, but her curves were one that belonged to a fully grown woman.

Chapter 2 The door creaks wider, and the sight that hits me knocks the air straight out of my lungs. Ayra stands there completely naked, her skin glowing with a fresh sheen of sweat and sex. Her tits are flushed pink, nipples still hard and glistening. Trails of cum are slowly dripping down the inside of her thighs, catching the dim hallway light. She looks like pure ecstasy with wild hair, swollen lips, and that dangerous, hungry look in her eyes as they lock onto mine.

“Let me do everything. There will be plenty of opportunities for you to do all kinds of dirty stuff to me.” I winked at her, and she chuckled. The sound of her laugh made my heart swell. I started to undress her slowly. I removed her hoodie and saw a black, lacy bra underneath. I grunted with need. She was driving me fucking crazy. I took my sweet time with her. We were alone. There would be no interruptions. There was no need to rush anything. I had her amazing body underneath me, and I planned on enjoying it as much as I wanted to.

The world around them seemed to fade away, leaving only the intoxicating pull of each other's bodies, the building crescendo of need that drove them closer and closer to the edge. Amid the warm spray of the shower, Gideon's attention was captivated by the Luna mark on Avla's neck, glistening with droplets of water. He felt a magnetic pull towards it, an urge to explore this symbol of their profound bond. Leaning forward, he gently brushed his lips against the mark, causing Avla to gasp softly. With deliberate slowness, he extended his tongue to delicately lick the mark, tasting the unique blend of her skin and the steamy water. Avla's breath hitched, and she pressed herself closer to him, he

he says in concern, unwrapping his arms, which were holding me close to his chest, and getting up to head to the kitchen naked. The view is superb. His ass is a work of art, his legs long and muscular, his broad back topping tapered hips. I’ve never seen anything more beautiful than Arlo nude. “You’re going to get me all riled up again if you keep looking at me like that,” he warns when he returns with 2 glasses of water. I’m too tired for any more right now. My body aches gloriously and I can barely keep my eyes open, so I clap my hands over my face. “Mercy my king, I’m incapable of processing more pleasure right now,” I beg with a sleepy grin.

I straddled him, my hands on his shoulders as I sank down onto his cock, taking him deep in one smooth motion. "Holy Fuck!" Ray’s hands flew to my hips, his fingers digging in as I started to ride him, my movements slow at first, then growing more urgent. The water splashed around us, the resistance of it making every grind of my clit against his pelvis that much more intense. My tits bounced with each roll of my hips, the sun glinting off the sweat slicking my skin. I could feel his cock twitching inside me, thick and throbbing, and I knew he was just as close as I was. "You are so beautiful, Allison, so fucking sweet. Just look at you," Ray rasped, his voice rough with awe.

It must be the vodka. Has to be the damn thing really kicking in now. Because my eyes won't stop roaming eover very mouthwatering piece of this man's body. And that's when it hits me. This man is almost nude— save the tattoo perfectly sitting on his chest, flexing his abs and pectorals. Other than that, it's just a tiny towel wrapped around his waist, looking like it might snap loose at the slightest movement. Holy hell, I'm so freaking done for! Is this Lyra girl not just a stripper but a whore?

Pearl began to breathe heavier, this was really going to happen! Allen held up a piece of paper, it read “1st Line!” and pointed at one of the cameras. Pearl stared into the camera seductively and said “My name is Pearl and I’m an nineteen year old slut, watch me get fucked and take a load of cum on my face exclusively for Countdown to Fuck.” “Perfect.” Said Allen “Now give me a few poses, I’ll take some high res photos while we continue to roll cameras.” Pearl began giving Allen her full repertoire of poses, first crossing her arms over her breasts and pouting, then turning her back to the camera and looking over her shoulder, then pushing one of her bra straps off her shoulder and maintain