Bambi Sage Nudes Novels & Stories

That hand moves immediately to his back pocket, where his gun is tucked, the impulse to just kill every single one of these men staring at Bambi just a little too tempting in this moment. But that thought – and every single other of them – are immediately wiped from Frankie’s mind when he sees why all the men are starting to make so much noise. Bambi has moved to the pole at the center of the stage and is swinging artfully around it, taking time to pose her body in the sexiest ways he’s ever seen. God, fuck, the arch of her back, the way she lets her head hang back, her mouth falling open… She is…a fucking fantasy made flesh.

His bambina. A wicked smile spreads over his face. “That’s right, my beautiful little bambi. Now, fucking come for me.” He pumps his fingers into me while drawing his thumb over my clit, the triple at once simulation overwhelming me. I cry out and bite down on his shoulder, my climax bursting through me. I collapse in his arms, shuddering and moaning. He strokes my hair lovingly back from my face. “Look at you. So obedient and independent. How a little girl be should be. How I like my bambina to be.”

I go into my condo, taking off my blazer and dress shoes before taking a glass of water and going up to my room. "The fuck are you doing here!?" I said at the sight in front of me. On my bed was a naked physcopath who has been obsessed with me for months, Sabrina. We hooked up a couple of months ago and she thought it was something serious, I mean I didn't even know her name and she walked around thinking we were dating. She had been stalking me for months, she showed up at my work place, causing a scene and now security knows not to let her in. She had mysteriously vanished since then and now all of a sudden she's naked, in my condo, we seriously need to get better security around here.

2 years later I am here outside my school, feeling the breeze of the air that is touching my skin. And as this engineering school of mine is near the Manila bay, where you can watch the beautiful sunset, I stood here and watched that masterpiece of the nature. The sky is in the color of orange, yellow, and a hint of blue. Which calms my mind. I hugged myslef as I can feel the cold breeze. I took a deep breath, and smiled. I can’t help ut to smile. Everything is over. Everything have fall in their places. There is no more of everything. I’m at peace. We are at peace. Of my best friend slash brides maid Elocin, and my fiance Elexier. Yes, that’s right, fiance.

Suck on that Gamma Bill. I smile to myself as I roll my shoulders back and strut into the arena where I see the most bodies moving around. Loud taunting and grunts fall off until there is only awkward silence. There is no way I don’t look like a total mess. I’m in yesterday’s crop top and matching workout pants. Dirt cakes the front of my top and I feel a film of filth over my exposed skin. After all, someone had pinned me in the dirt when some of these cowards attacked me.

Knox was suddenly right behind me without me even noticing him move, and I felt his warm breath against my neck as he whispered directly into my ear, "The only thing you're going to need to do for us right now, princess, is get naked once again so we can see every beautiful inch of you. We've fucking missed you so much and we need to feel your skin against ours." He licked my earlobe slowly and I felt my body tremble violently in response. In fact, it was as if the mate bond suddenly flared to life with an intensity I'd never felt before, making every nerve ending in my body light up with pleasure and anticipation. I looked over at Jaxon and Ryder and saw that they had already moved to sit o

“I stared at the girl who enticed me deeply. Though her clothes were wet because of the water that dripped from the clay pot on her head, she looked so beautiful. She resembles my dear late Nana, of whom I first saw the beauty of a black woman. She looked like a black angel. She had a portion of her plaited hair bound by a red ribbon, while the rest, fell about her arms, and even reached her waist. I have never seen a black woman with such an abundance of fine hair in my lifetime. She walked like a cat. I admire her more than any damsel I have ever seen. As fate happens, she turned around, and stared back at me. Our eyes met, her hazel-coloured eyes left me entranced, so I fell. Her pot of

he said, handing me a document in a voice as calm as if he were just talking about the weather. I flipped open the document and saw a photo on the first page. Fabio Lopez, who used to be spirited and arrogant, was now just skin and bones. He was covered in thick black soot and festering sores all over his body, kneeling on the ground as he licked the boot of a Soldato for a small piece of moldy bread. His eyes were dull and clouded, a far cry from his former self. Meanwhile, Reina was in a far worse state than him. The beautiful face that she'd always been proud of was now ulcerated from prolonged exposure to the toxic fumes. What used to be her best asset in seducing men was now a monstrous

Bammie insisted as she followed her "No, Bammie" They caught Sebastian's attention who was seated on front of them. He saw Bammie pouted and smiled a little for he finds it cute eversince the first time he'd seen it when they first met. Bammie has a mature and sexy vibe, but whenever she's pouting, she looks like a cute child with those puffy cheeks and protruded lips. But then, he knew someone who was cuter doing that. Shaking his head, his gaze then shifted to Sandra who was grinning at her best friend.

This man could be considered gay, Clarissa was thinking. “I know what you’re thinking, sweetie. Yes, I am gay. In fact, I am a model scout. I roam around the country to find young women who could be models for commercials and advertisements, fashion modeling, ramp, and for products. Beautiful girls like you.” The man explained. “So why are you following me? Did I do something wrong,” asked Clarissa. “No. Actually, I saw you in your school. And I got amazed by your beautiful features. Your height, your skin, your face, everything – they are all amazing,” Bamby told Clarissa. Then, he asked her, “May I ask how old are you?”