Demi Bennett Nude Novels & Stories

The room was full of noise and laughter amongst the few groups of friends. Demi and her minions sat at the table next to the footballers. Demi was your typical mean girl. She was beautiful and stylish, with long wavy blonde hair that bounced down her back and flawless bright skin. She was the kind of girl that all the guys wanted, and all the girls wanted to be. She would prance down the hall with her short skirts and high heels, as everyone else stepped out of her way. You would never catch me in clothes so short and tight, no one would want to see that anyway.

My jaw dropped. Zara was on her bed, completely naked, her pale skin glistening with a light sheen of sweat under the soft glow of ring lights set up around the room. Multiple cameras were positioned strategically—one on a tripod facing the bed, another on her desk capturing a side angle, and her laptop screen showing a live feed. She was arched back against plush pillows, legs spread wide, one hand between her thighs moving rhythmically with a massive vibrating dildo, the other pinching and twisting her swollen nipples hard enough to leave red marks. Her eyes were half-closed in ecstasy, lips parted as she gasped and whimpered like a bitch in heat.

She took off the jacket and let it fall to the ground, exposing what she was wearing beneath it all along. Ben's eyes fell on her body, she was wearing a strappy outfit that barely covered many parts of her body. One of the red straps was fitted to cover both her nipples, and that was being held by a joining strap to her neck to hold it up. His eyes slowly evaluated her body from her neck to her feet. The straps were also covering the parts below her waist but very barely, he could see the v-shape of her vulva. She slowly did a spin when she assumed that he was okay with what she just did. Ben got a back view of her, her fleshy big ass wasn't covered at all.

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Surely they had been talking and didn't know she had a company too. A Huge one at that! * * * * Bennett's lips curved into a smile as he listened to what she was saying. He didn't even know who that person was. But Damn! She was amazing. He wondered how a Model would know the basic need for a Company's Demands. His lips quirked up. Another Question. "Do you have any pictures so far on any platform or Company that has your nudity?" He asked. This was a serious case and he hated it too.

A playful smirk danced on her lips as she took a step back, her movements slow and seductive. Without breaking eye contact, she reached up, letting the thin straps of her slip fall from her shoulders, leaving her completely naked before him. Nathan’s breath hitched, his jaw tightening as his hungry gaze devoured every inch of her soft, tempting curves. Benita took another step back, her hips swaying seductively as she turned and walked toward the bathroom. She didn't need to look back to know he was following—she could feel the heat of his stare burning into her skin.

Dante I come into the bedroom and find Kenna laying on the bed with her beautiful, strong legs wide open. Her fingers are moving slowly and deliberately in and out of her cunt. She looks like a Goddess with her dark hair fanning the white pillows. Her lips are parted, she licks her lower lip and my dick instantly springs to attention. It isn’t difficult not to see the bulge in my pajamas. “Good Girl, I see you started like I told you to.” I move towards her and love that she is unabashed, confident and of course totally naked. Her round tits showcase her erect nipples.

Her dark nipples were already hard peaks; she kept idly circling one with her fingertip while watching the others with heavy-lidded eyes. Across from them on the matching chaise: Simone Carter, twenty-nine. Athletic build, tawny skin, short auburn curls, a constellation of freckles across her shoulders and chest. Naked except for a thin silver choker. Legs spread casually, one foot propped on the edge of the coffee table, fingers lazily tracing her own slit—already glistening.

Emberlynn said in a soft tone, looking down at her feet. She unzipped the dress and let the straps slide from her shoulder, the dress falling from her body to the floor. She stood before Damien, clad in her bra and panties, her breasts heaving and her hands clasped before her. She was scared shitless. But she didn't think he cared. "The rest," Damien said. Emberlynn removed her bra and dropped it, letting her breasts fall free. "Perfect," He muttered, his eyes grew even hungrier at the sight. Then she hooked her fingers into her panties and pulled them down, stepping out of it and standing naked before him.

His five billionaire friends and the full crew of twenty men formed a wide circle around the platform, all of them naked and hard, eyes burning with lust. “Tonight,” Damien announced, his voice carrying across the beach, “we crown our island queen. Lila Bennett will be bred one final time by every man here. No limits. No mercy. Until she is overflowing and completely broken.” The men cheered as I was laid on the silk platform, legs spread wide and chained to golden posts at the corners, leaving me fully exposed and helpless. Damien was first. He climbed on top of me, pushing my legs back to my shoulders in a deep mating press, and slammed his thick cock into my pussy.