Donna Rice Nude Novels & Stories

Richey lets out a low growl of possession. “That too, sweetheart. Take it all off.” Slowly, I obey. I unfasten my bra and let the cups slip off my arms before dropping the material to the floor. Then, I pull my panties down, letting the lace slip to the floor before stepping out and presenting myself nude for my handsome neighbor’s gaze. His blue eyes eat up my curves, loving their fleshy generosity. “Beautiful,” he rasps. “Absolutely gorgeous. But Rina, I want to see more than this. I want to see that pretty pink inside.”

But my feet moved anyway, quiet as a ghost, until I was right outside her door. The gap was just wide enough. Rina lay sprawled across her queen bed, completely naked, the sheets kicked down in a tangled heap at the foot of the mattress. Her auburn hair fanned out across the pillow. She had one knee bent, the other leg splayed wide, and her right hand was buried between her thighs. Two fingers plunged in and out of her pussy with slow, deliberate strokes while her left hand rolled and pinched a stiff pink nipple. Her clit was swollen, peeking out from its hood every time she curled her fingers deeper. A small silver bullet vibrator rested on the mattress beside her hip, still buzzing faintly

never once asking where his daughter had gone. Riccardo had no choice but to go to the Rossi family meeting hall. Lia's father stood at the podium, beaming. "Rosa has endured too many hardships these years. Today, I grant her the title of Donna!" Applause rang out from below. Rosa linked arms with my father, her eyes full of triumph. Lina was there too, hiding under Rosa's wing these past few days, terrified Riccardo would strike her. Riccardo's anger boiled. He rushed forward, about to announce Lia's disappearance.

She commands as she points to the bench at the foot of the bed. Luis smiles at her and tries to reach for her but she swats away his hands. “I said sit.” She again points to the bench. “Yes, my Donna.” Luis smiles as he lowers himself on to the bench at the foot of the bed. Veronica turns on some music and starts seductively dancing for Luis. She slowly unzips her dress and allows the sleeves to fall down her arms as she places a hand over her breasts to hold it in place. She turns away from Luis and drops the dress to the floor revealing she is completely naked underneath.

The next morning, Roseanne wakes up to find Iriana sitting calmly next to her bed. She is confused for a moment before realizing that she is completely naked under the blanket. “What happened?” She asks, feeling horrified. “You had your last wave of Heat for this month last night and jumped on Dmitri, naked,” Iriana says in a blunt tone. “He had to tie you to the bedpost and knock you unconscious to keep you from doing something you’d regret later.”

The pebbled nipples I longed to put inside my mouth were standing proudly as she continued to bite her lips. I stayed where I was as Lianna traced the waistline of my boxers that she tied in a knot to keep from falling earlier. Painstakingly slow, she tugged it down her toned legs and stood naked in front of me. Bare, she was bare down there. The puffy folds on the apex of her thigh that I longed to taste looks breathtakingly gorgeous. “You shaved,” I swallowed hard, moistening my drying throat from the sight of her magnificent body. It surprised me how Lianna stripped in front of me like this. Her cheeks were beet red, a sign that she’s still not comfortable of what she had done.

Her nipples were as hard as little pebbles and were vibrating in arousal. “And look at this!” she exclaimed, turning her back to the people. “Look at my poor emaciated buns. Do you think they could possibly provide any cushioning when a guy is fucking my ass off? I mean ... Really!” “Maria Sanchez, you are an utter dream!” Donna declared. “Now come here so I can taste one of those luscious nipples I’ve missed so much.” Maria looked fearful but did as Donna asked. Moving slowly she came over to the table and stood beside Donna’s seat.

"Do you want to see something scarier than your threat?" My attention was switched to her as she held her phone right beside her face, showing it to me excitedly. I was about to ignore her immature act but the picture on the screen made me frown. It's a picture of a man and woman on the bed, naked under the white blanket. I stared intently, making sure who that guy was– My eyes widened to see the face of the man. I-Is that Ronan? Candice walked towards me until she reached in front of me. My whole body trembled in horror as I stared at the clear face of sleeping Ronan on the bed with a woman beside him, also naked.

"I'm at the house and the power just went, but all the neighbours still have theirs." Her uncle told her that he'd be right over. Donna checked herself out in the mirror. There was only very little light coming in from the street, but it was enough for her to giggle with satisfaction. Her minimal satin pyjamas didn't leave much to the imagination. She had heavy, but firm, tits that stretched the satin in the camisole top. Her round ass cheeks were partially visible in the minimal shorts bottoms. Her pierced bellybutton and flat stomach were visible, as were her shapely thighs. Uncle Greg was a hottie and she looked forward to teasing him.

As Mrs. Dent broke into a run, I followed closely, our eyes glued to the suffocated sight. The rest of my class were all sunbathing on the sandy beach, laughing and chattering as they lay buck naked! Worst of all, some of them were all naked swimming in shallow waters, their private parts showing whenever the waves undulated! Even though there was no one else other than them, Mrs. Dent dashed toward them, her eyes red under her face veil as she shrieked, "Are you all suicidal?! Put on your clothes right now!"