Carmella Nude Novels & Stories

I left the bathrobe on the floor, pooling around my feet and put on a pair of black denim jeans and a black halter top, matched it up with a pair of knee high boots also black and tied my now clam hair up in a high ponytail. Sitting in front of my vanity mirror, I took out my makeup kit and did my makeup just how I preferred it… nude. Done, I smacked my lips together before getting up. I walked around my king-sized bed to get my phone and car keys from the nightstand before heading out. I got in the backseat of my car and Ivan drove me to the publication.

He even sat with Angel just to tease Cody! As he was running, he was paying no attention to his surroundings. When out of the unexpected, a car drove instantly fast his way. He froze in his place, staring at it with wide eyes. He had no idea what to do. He was staring at the person inside the car. He knew well who that person was. **** Carmen was humming her favorite song as she was cleaning the kitchen’s counter. “Je vois la vie en ros-“ She was cut off by the loud ringing of her phone. She huffed and washed her hands.

"See the bitch who just walked in right now?" I laughed at her choice of words. "Why're you calling her that? Anyway, who is she?" "Her name is Carmella Westenberg. She's Mr. Linden-Hawthorne's on-again, off-again girlfriend. That blonde over there. See her?" Emma pointed at a stunning woman with platinum blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes. She was dressed in a sequined, long white dress with a slit on the side that exposed her perfectly toned and tanned leg. She was standing beside a man I'd seen before on meetings—Mr. Carl Westenberg.

She slapped me again "STUPID! WE WERE ON THE RIGHT TRACK AND YOU DESTROYED IT" "That is a lie. I knew Casper wasn't happy with the idea either" "Oh my God! How could Casper choose a dummy over me" "Point of correction, I'm not a dummy. You know my name. My name is Carmella" "You're as ugly as your name" she spat out "Tell me the 'ugly one' you or me? You lied about being sick" "And you were stupid to believe it" "Because I thought you were human. Little did I know... Even if you kill me,, my place will never suit you"

"Whoa Carl back off my boy. This girl is fine and he hit the jackpot with her. She is top shelf. Look for yourself. " At that moment James showed Carl a picture of Celeste with Stephanie at the beach. He must of gotten it from her social media. Celeste was wearing that cherry bikni and was glistening wet with beach hair laying on a towel. You could see every curve her body had. HE went to the next photo which was one where she was laying on her stomach. Winking at the Camrea. You could see her perfect round ass in the back ground. "Wow T-dog no wonder your taking so many showers. Please tell me she has some hot friends." Carl Said

This man was going to destroy me, and I wanted every second of it. Kael flipped us suddenly, laying me back on the sectional. He yanked my crop top all the way off and tossed it aside. Then he hooked his fingers into my yoga pants and peeled them down my legs, along with my soaked panties. I was completely bare to him now, my curvy body exposed, my pussy glistening with arousal. His eyes devoured me, dark, possessive, and almost feral. "Look at this pretty little cunt," he rasped, spreading my thighs wide. "So wet for your best friend’s brother. Been dreaming about this?"

Utterly devoid of any article of clothes, Camelia, the Supreme Daughter of Castitas, was awkwardly placed on the chair with her hands shackled behind her back, her legs spread, and her hips pushed forward in an exhibitionistic display that teased the height of shame. The creator of such a brazen display, Sol, the shameless prince, narrowed his eyes lovingly as he viewed her in all her naked and depraved glory. Despite her growing age, her pussy was tightly shut and devoid of any pubic hair. The glistening trail of clear liquid slowly trailing down from her closed snatch was truly an enticing and erotic sight.

"What if someone comes?" Caroline laughed. "Who? Our friends are away. Mom's at work." She shrugged. "Take a chance, bro." She fixed him with a look. "You want to see me naked? Fine, but I have to see you naked, too. A special offer which might never be repeated, to celebrate National Nude Day." Carl stared at her. "Okay," he said slowly. "It's a deal." "Great," said Caroline, throwing the newspaper down and springing lithely to her feet. She opened her robe to reveal her bikini. "I'll go and dump this in my room. See you in the pool." She grinned. "Don't forget to move the van!"

Carmela opened the passenger side beside her and I got in without a second thought. "Thank you, Carmela, I mean your majesty." She laughed and wave his hand to the driver so we could start getting away. "It's alright Ash, you can call me by my first name if it would make you comfortable. I have gotten used to hearing everyone." I smiled and noticed how she looks very young and elegant in a silky sleeveless maroon jumpsuit with a slim belt on the waist and a small clutch bag in her hand. Her hair is tied in a neat bun and the pearl earring added to her expensive outfit.

"Zuri, over here!" Carmilla waved enthusiastically, though she didn’t need to—I’d spotted her through the window the moment I’d stepped out of my car. I slid into the chair across from her, my hands trembling slightly in my lap. There was no denying Carmilla’s beauty—she was like something out of a dream. Fair skin, wavy blonde hair that spoke to her American heritage, almond-shaped eyes, and a delicate pointed nose. Her lips were painted a deep plum red, and faint freckles dusted both shoulders.