Arielle Spring Nude Novels & Stories

She said nothing. Aria started giggling at her screen. Her thumbs moved quickly. “Jules is gonna scream when she sees this,” Aria whispered to herself. She held her phone out, angling the camera downward. Her oversized hoodie had slipped slightly off one shoulder, the neckline tilted just low enough to tease a glimpse of her bra strap. Her thighs peeked out from beneath the hem, her legs bent just enough that her posture looked more suggestive than she realized. She stuck out her tongue, bit it playfully, tilted her head, and snapped a few photos. Cute. Innocent. But paired with her positioning, undeniably provocative.

“Don’t make a scene, Arielle.” Arielle let out a short, mocking laugh and slowly clapped her hands. Arnold rolled his eyes. “What now, Arielle?” “You sure know how to put on quite a show,” she said, her voice dripping with venom. Xander frowned. “Arielle, what are you talking about?” Arielle turned her gaze from him to the crowd, then back to Arnold. “Ladies and gentlemen,” she said clearly, “I’m here to unveil the truth about my supposed mate’s relationship with another woman.”

Ariella had smartly turned her little sister into a lesbian. One day in the past, she crept into her room with a strap-on around her waist and found her naked. It was a Christmas holiday. She called the men at work hoping she could visit any of them or more to have her desires satisfied but they had all gone for a holiday. Her innocent sister lay helplessly on her bed playing a video game. Ariella climbed on her without prior notice, she struggled with Ariella but she was bent on teaching her what she usually do to get rich.

I took my time staring at the flimsy short gown of hers that barely covered her ass cracks, her boobs were almost spilling out and to the sides her skin was visible. Who let her wear this madness? The thought of other men ogling or even touching her made my skin crawl. Ariel's a stripper. What do you expect, Adrian? My inner self chides. The way her ass bounced and the sensual fluid she possessed made my Cock twitch in my pants. She turns to face me with a glint of lust and desire and swayed her ass in my face while slowly getting her dress off with our gaze locked. Ariel pulled the clothes off and was left standing in just a boob tape and a fancy thong that made me want to pull her to the c

This specific dream, with its telltale golden cuffs binding her legs and the persistent ringing of bells, had haunted her countless times. It was a pity she remained trapped within its grasp. In this secluded sanctuary, Landon turned his attention to Aria, carefully untying her wedding gown and removing the layers of clothing beneath. He then cradled her in his arms and stepped into the pristine spring. Slowly, he lowered himself into the water, supporting himself on the pool's edge until the warmth reached Aria's shoulders. Her undergarments remained, and a delicate blush now tinted her pale cheeks. Bathed in the gentle light, Aria's smooth, pale skin took on the luminous quality of exquisi

Arianna's was undressing smiling happily to the camera, then the guy taking the video instructed her to pose and he took nude pics of her. "What is this trash you think I can believe this photoshopped garbage, she was a virgin when I met her". "It didn't stop her from being the hitch,fool! Look at her body you should know what a photoshop is from her real body ,why don't you watch the sex clip". She sent another one. Andre tried to remain cool as he played the second video. Arianna was being mercilessly banged by a masked guy, her moans made it heartbreaking,he put it off.

“Anyway, fuck it we are all back together. Tell me for the love of god there is a bonfire party tonight? Can we get drunk and celebrate the end of the worst pieces of shit in existence!” “Hell yes!” came a voice as Glenn and Ariel burst into the room. Glenn wore the proudest, happiest smile as he walked hand in hand with the bashful Ariel. Glenn seemed to have more than enough bravado for the two at least. Ariel, although shy, was stunningly beautiful. Almost elfen with her delicately pale features, glassy blue eyes and white hair. She wore a long baby pink maxi dress, its silken material only adding to her ethereal appearance. “It’s very hot here!” she said, fanning herself.

“What… is happening to me?” The heat surged again. This time stronger. Her body trembled violently. A low sound escaped her throat. Half gasp. Half growl. Aria froze. Her eyes widened. That sound hadn’t sounded human. The heat inside her chest suddenly exploded outward like fire rushing through her veins. Pain shot through her bones. Aria collapsed to her knees. Her fingers dug into the frozen ground as her body shook. Her heartbeat thundered in her ears. “What is this?” she gasped.

Every time I tried to think this is wrong, this is confusing, this is Maira, another pull of her mouth erased the thought. My arms trembled above my head but I didn’t move them. I couldn’t. I didn’t want to. She released my wrists finally. They fell to my sides, useless. Maira kissed down my stomach, open-mouthed, her tongue dipped into my navel until I whimpered. Her fingers hooked into the waistband of my jeans. I lifted my hips without being asked, my body listened even though my mind was still spinning in circles. She pulled everything down in one motion, jeans, underwear, socks. Then I was naked and she was kneeling between my legs, looking at me like I was something precious and filthy

Mikhail frowned at her tricky reply as she went to the washroom to freshen up. He looked around the room and sighed. "Hospital ward!" Marona dried her body while thinking about his words. "My life was dead like that room, Mikhail... Now you are here so why don't you fill it with colours?" She mumbled to herself. She came out while drying her hair and halted in her place when she saw him standing shirtless next to the window. Her eyes travelled on his big back and tight muscles. She could feel the butterflies in her stomach after looking at her man.