Annie Leonhart Nude Novels & Stories

"Jean Mitchell, don't think that everyone is a slut like you. Show me the proof if you can!" The next second, Jenny turned on the projector in the meeting room. A picture of a naked Lorraine Hill and Willie Castillo hugging together, appeared on the huge screen. Jean shrugged. "There. There’s the proof you wanted."

Leon broke the kiss, breathing heavily. He grabbed the hem of her dress and yanked it up over her head. She stood there naked,her skin glowing in the light, her breasts full and her nipples dark and peaked. Her hips were curved with patches of hair between her legs. Leon stared at her, with hunger in his eyes. He stepped closer, his mouth on her neck, sucking it hard. His hands cupped her tits, his thumbs rubbing the tips. She gasped, arching into him, her fingers in his hair, pulling him down.

She quickly shimmied it off her hips, letting it hit the floor. I looked at Harper’s petite, naked body in front of me. Her breasts looked huge on her tiny frame, but they were certainly the same size as her sister's were. They were probably a 32D, though, instead of a 36D like Lily’s . She obviously enjoyed being looked at this way, biting her lip like she was. I did a quick circle in the air with my finger, and she did a sexy little turn. Her ass looked fantastic while she stood up, taut and lean, with a giant red hand print on the left cheek.

The next thing Calley heard was Nelly exclaiming: “Hey—oh my god! Why is there a nude painting of you up there?!” She laughed at Nelly’s reaction. Somehow, she’d expected this. “Do you like it?” Nelly instinctively stepped back and rubbed her arms as goosebumps ran down her skin. “Dear Lord, my hair’s standing! Caty, who the heck did you strip for to paint that?!” Nelly then turned to her with wide, almost tearful eyes. “Why would you pose naked for a painter? Does Ser Phill know about this? Why would you do this, Caty? He’d be devastated if he found out—”

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.

Then I walk into Diana's bedroom, and turn on the light. I almost jump! The trundle bed is out, Laleh lying spreadeagle on the trundle bed...my bed, each arm and leg handcuffed. She is completely nude. She looks fantastic. Her gorgeous tits I get to see for the first time. Her pussy has wonderfully trimmed pubic hair. Her skin looks so firm and touchable. I want to just take my clothes off rub my cock against her. I look her up and down "Would you like to take me Leo," Laleh says, with a knowing tone.

It was exactly like what Hannah’s classmates had said. After taking a deep breath, Hannah quietly clicked on a picture of Leon during the competition. In the picture, Leon wore a pair of expensive headphones while he focused on the computer screen. He clicked on the mouse with his long, slender fingers… Although the picture wasn’t edited, Leon looked perfect in it. Hannah couldn’t resist reaching out to touch the computer screen. She gently caressed Leon’s face on the screen. “Leon… You did very well today. You’re amazing…” Hannah murmured to herself.

“Leon! You are banned from training and from all activities during this celebration. Get out of the circle!” The command reverberated with authority, silencing any protests. Leon’s face burned red as he staggered to his feet, fury etched into every line. His eyes cut toward me, dark and venomous. The stink eye he gave me made my skin prickle. I straightened my spine, refusing to look away, though my magic still hummed beneath my skin like a living thing. He turned to leave, but before he could take two full steps, his shorts slipped from his waist. For a brief, horrified heartbeat, the entire crowd froze—then Leon stood completely naked, his manhood dangling pitifully as a stream of urine dr

I spy one through the doorway across the hall from the gym and bolt towards it, making it just in time as bile, water, and my plain oatmeal make their way back up my throat and into the bin. I sputter and spit, ridding the remnants of my morning sickness from my mouth, and someone hands a water bottle to me. I take it without question, twisting the cap and breaking the seal and chugging it down before I look at my savior. Luna Haven stands there, dressed in ballet attire, pointe shoes on her feet and her wild waves pulled back into two thick dutch braids trailing down her back. The long-sleeved purple leotard dips into a V in the front, showing off her elegant neck, her mating mark from Wesl

He laughed as he peered from the corner of his eye at Luciana. Luciana tried to ignore him as much as she could. “Wow, look at these hashtags: #JusticeForNelanian, #JusticeForCecily, #BringNelanianBack.” Jalon continued, "Interesting." Luciana finally said, "Cold, you just shut up." Jalon shrugged it off, as if he hadn't heard her at all. “Well at least I'm trending today. New Age Model featured me on the cover. Though they didn't capture my best side on the cover photo, yuck, I'm never doing another photo shoot with that publication!” Jalon remarked this as he stuffed his phone back into his pocket.