Bella Fiore Nude Novels & Stories

“Cool. I can help scout out the place. Make sure it’s secure—no foolish paparazzi sneaking in.” “Next, is the dress,” Maya said, eyes sparkling. “You mentioned lace before, but let’s nail it down. I see you in something nude, floral. Like, soft beige with embroidered flowers. A flowy skirt, not too poofy. Very elegant, it would be so you.” My heart fluttered at the suggestion. “Nude floral? Yeah… that feels right. Not white—been there with David. I need something fresh and I can picture it with a veil, maybe some pearls too.”

"Bella, have you been waiting long?" "I just finished changing, so it took a bit longer. I thought you would have to wait a long time," Bella said, intentionally ignoring Pearl's presence. Seeing Bella, Pearl couldn't hide her envy. Bella was also wearing a black, tight-fitting dress, but it was long with a high slit, revealing her slender and fair legs. The beautiful dress not only highlighted Bella's fair skin but also accentuated her attractive curves. Bella had light makeup, flowing long hair, and wore an expensive silver-white jewelry set, enhancing her beautiful face. The combination of dark clothing and sparkling jewelry created an elegant and impressive style.

The solarium was a structure of glass and white iron, a transparent cage that sat at the far end of the east wing. It was filled with tropical ferns and rare orchids that looked too perfect to be real, their scents mingling into something cloying and artificial. Bella stood at the glass doors for a long beat, the birth certificate folded tightly and tucked into the hidden pocket of her dress. Her hand was steady, but her skin felt like it was humming with a low-voltage current.

Heart pounding, I nudged the door open just a sliver, enough to peek through without being seen. The sight hit me like a punch to the gut, shocking and so fucking arousing I had to bite my lip to stifle a gasp. Bella was naked, her glistening body sprawled on the shower floor, legs splayed wide apart like an invitation to sin. Water sprayed from the showerhead above, but she wasn't using it to rinse—she'd detached the slender, handheld hose, the kind with a narrow nozzle meant for targeted sprays. And oh god, she was using it for so much more. The hose was pressed between her thighs, the metal head buried deep in her pink, wet pussy, as she fucked herself with it in slow, deliberate thrusts.

Bella was already lounging near the pool in a skimpy red bikini that barely covered anything. The tiny triangles of fabric strained over her full, heavy tits, her hard nipples poking visibly against the thin material, while the bottoms rode high on her curvy hips, outlining her smooth mound. In my hyper-aroused state, the sight sent another unwanted jolt straight to my core. For one dirty second I imagined sliding my tongue under those straps, tasting her while fantasizing it was her father’s thick cock instead. No. Stop. I forced my eyes away, cheeks burning hotter. Bella stepped closer and touched my arm.

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.

They don't give up, knowing those Musketeers, they won't give up. So I succumb and answer it. “She is still naked.” Naya grins while Bella’s scrutinizing gaze assesses me. “I knew someone was gonna fuck tonight.” Bella chuckles. “But I had no idea it’d be an orgy.” “Bella, stop.” I groan, fighting off the blush about to embarrass me. “Wait,” Bella’s eyes widen. “Are those marks?” She is now looking at my breasts. Shit. I knew taking this was a bad idea.

❧ Fiorella ☙ His left hand pressed one of my breasts , while his right hand made its way under my dress and slipped through my panties. "Lorenzo.... No.... Stop...we can't....." I said whispering without willpower. "Yes we can and I will, you want me and there is not a single part of your body, that is not turned on by the rose of my hands on you." "You are so fucking gorgeous, my dick is already hard I can't wait anymore Fiorella, you are mine, you can't deny me this, your body is mine and you know it."

Bella Noel proudly stood up catwalked towards me with her hands akimbo. With a weird smirk on her face, l wished l could just become invisible for once. She had nothing beneath her baggy t-shirt, and her massive boobs bounced as she walked. "You still gave him your stinking pussy, hahahaha," she laughed. "Girl, you won't stop us from having what's rightfully ours," Bella said as she raised her t-shirt to show me her clean shaven crotch. "Hey...." Abogael had just began when Clemont walked in. I wanted to jump and hug him tightly for saving me from the hitherto.

"Here!" Bella said. Then she sat up straight, crossed her arms gripping the bottom of her pink tanktop, and in one swift move she lifted her tanktop over her head and tossed it on the floor beside them. She lowered her head, sitting up straight overtop of him, bare chested. She looked down at her breast, then up at him. He stared for a moment, scanning her body from her legs around each side of him to her bright green panties over his softening dick, still dripping a little. Then he looked at her nice white flat belly, and finally up at her unleashed round breasts. They were in full form, not held in anymore but fanned out a little to the sides and sagged down just enough. Freed from their c