Bella Akira Nudes Novels & Stories

I shed my shirt and pants, my thick cock springing up. Bella’s petite body was revealed, perky tits, smooth shaved pussy already glistening. Dana’s innocent face contrasted with her curvy hips and full breasts as she shyly removed her top. Alex’s athletic build and impressive erection drew eyes. Chris, intense and lean, was rock hard too. We sank back onto the oversized couches and thick rugs, naked bodies pressing under shared blankets. The scent of pine smoke mixed with raw arousal. Skin slid against skin, warm, electric, hot.

Was the Luna okay? Everyone stood frozen in thought… until the door creaked open. All eyes turned toward it, anticipation thick in the air. A figure stepped out, and her face emerged in the light. “Akira…” the Alpha rogue muttered. She looked… different. She wore a white silk dress, her feet bare. Her hair shimmered softly, and her fair skin glowed with health. “Dad, she’s so nice,” Akira said as she opened the door wider. Lyra stood beside her.

Akira said with a puppy eyes. "But can't I go with you? " Rayner asked making Akira's shook her head In NO "Okay then, take care of yourself. " Rayner said with a smile. Akira felt her heart accelerated looking at his beautiful smile. No Mr Rayner isn't handsome, he is beautiful. Akira blinked and came back to her senses when she heard the sound of finger snap. " I know I'm beautiful Akira, but you don't have to eye rape me like that." Rayner teased her for the first time making her blushed from his words.

My stomach churned, but I forced myself to keep walking. From the opposite end of the field, I saw Akira approaching. She was dressed in a fitted red bodysuit, the material clinging to her like a second skin. Her fiery red hair was styled to perfection, the front cut into sharp bangs that framed her face while the rest was tied back in a high ponytail. She looked every bit the part of a warrior, confident and intimidating. We stopped in front of each other, mere feet apart. Her smirk was infuriating, a silent taunt that she didn’t need to voice. I rolled my eyes, refusing to let her get under my skin.

The position was mortifying, but it allowed him to enter way deeper than he previously could. "God, Max… It's so deep… I can't anymore…" "You'll be fine, Sophie. You're a horny little one, remember?" As Max spoke, he placed me by the windows. Beyond the sheer white curtains, I could see silhouettes of students moving back and forth outside. My senses had been turned up all at once. "We're gonna be seen… M-Max…" My large breasts were pinned against the glass. Max told me to hold onto the railing while he let out a teasing chuckle. "I thought you loved being seen, Sophie. Let everyone see the campus belle in her unkept state. What do you say?"

I am Akira. Those who are close enough to me say that I am pretty. True enough, the perfect shape of my face complements my facial features. Hazel-blue eyes, thick lashes, prominent nose, red kissable lips, fair skin complexion. I stand five feet and five inches tall in my athletic body belt.

I’m naked under a fresh silk robe, heart hammering so hard I feel it in my throat. Kane is already there, wearing only a black robe that hangs open at the chest, showing off his sculpted body. Lena sits behind the main camera, legs crossed, looking far too excited. “Drop the robe, Aria,” Lena says calmly. “We’re starting from the beginning. And this time… I want to feel how much you want him, even if you hate admitting it.” I let the robe fall. I’m completely naked in front of both of them. My heavy tits are exposed, nipples already stiff with unwanted arousal. My shaved pussy is glistening — visibly wet. I can feel their eyes on me.

Just us. Bella stopped at the edge where the dry sand met the damp. She turned to me, pulled her simple white sundress over her head, and let it drop. She wore nothing underneath. Her skin glowed in the moonlight, full breasts rising with each breath, dark nipples already tight from the warm night air. She looked at me steadily, a little wary even now, but wanting.

Spent and pressured to assemble an output, Akira lowered her defenses and just didn’t give a damn anymore. “Get out,” She ordered firmly, pointing at the direction of the door. “I’m working.” It was a woman in her late fifties, clad in a silk nightgown that showed her fair skin and huge chest rather provocatively. Her body absorbed the light from the monitor and ceiling instead of bouncing off, making her appear see-through… almost glassy. “He’s cute.” Her filler-injected lips formed into a pout that pointed on the screen. “Give me a copy.”

Akira who is among the group is always the silent one half yelled at her when she finally arrived. "Wait, and what the f**k are you wearing!" This time Bella smiled sheepishly, seeing Akira's angry face and she knew that Akira had completely lost it so she knew better than to answer back. "Come let's go before the ceremony commences, I won't allow you to put on your gangster uniform today, so you better shut up your mouth until we're done," Akira said dragging her to a certain hostel room and it seemed like they had been well prepared for this because all the cosmetics and different dresses were on the display.