Elaine Reynolds Nude Novels & Stories

"Right now, I want you to strip for me, take off everything but those sexy heels." Elena obeyed, fumbling with one hand to unzip her skirt and let it drop to the floor. She stepped out of it and kicked it aside. She could feel Kane's eyes on her every move, devouring every inch of exposed skin. She stood before him completely naked except for her heels, feeling powerless yet powerful all at once. "Fuck," Kane breathed, looking her up and down. "Look at you, all bare and vulnerable for me." Elena flushed at his words but held her chin high, refusing to be ashamed of her body or her arousal for him. If anything, it only made her more determined to show him how eager she was to please him.

"You're the filthy little creature who's been driving me insane. Now, I think you want to show me exactly what else you've been hiding." The tension snapped like a dry branch. Elias didn't lead her to the bed, he shoved her against the floor-to-ceiling glass window, the cold city lights of New York blurred by the rain behind them. He grabbed the front of her uniform and ripped it open, buttons skittering across the floor. Beneath, Elena wore nothing but the black stockings and a matching garter belt, her tits spilling out-heavy, pale, and topped with dark, erect nipples. "Look at you," Elias hissed, his eyes roaming over her body with a predatory hunger. "Ironing my shirts while you're dress

“It’s because they have other strengths, and no man is weaker than when he goes up against the woman he loves.” Riley tilts his head, giving Kent a funny look. “I don’t get it.” “You will one day,” Kent ruffles his hair. Ironically, Ela chooses that moment to shift back into her regular form, standing before the whole crowd stark naked. Most look away, but some just can’t seem to tear their eyes off her. Her beauty is otherworldly, like an angel from heaven or a fallen one in hell with the amount of blood coating her body. It’s not her blood. I can smell that it’s not. I breathed out a sigh of relief.

"Draw me a portrait, Ponyo. I want to see what I look like in your eyes." “I don't need to be in your lap for that." I suppressed a smile and shrugged. "It'll be easier for you to see the contours of my face." The contours of my face? What kind of bullshit had she got me spouting now? Elena nodded and repositioned herself, moving further away, until her ass was perched on my knees. She grabbed her tablet and glanced at me, her cheeks stained pink. She looked so fucking beautiful sitting there like that, her legs spread so I could see her matching red underwear, that long hair of hers flowing down her body. Fuck. My cock hardened at the mere sight of her, and these sweatpants were doing nothi

Everything Elaine did was for tomorrow, for the future, so much so that the world around her was nothing more than a phase, and the people were simply stepping stones towards a brighter tomorrow. The ebony-haired girl took every muddy step with purpose, her body as stoic as a princess. It was tragically ironic, really, how beautiful she was, even covered in mud. The worst part of all was that Elaine knew it too, and the only time she utilised her looks was when it would be to her advantage. More often than not, she was dressed in simple colors, her hair untouched and unkempt, with a scowl that could scare away the dark. It was mud-covered and scowling, however, that made Andrew want to take

inis na pagkakasabi nya sakin sa totoo lang itinago ko talaga sa kanya ang totoo dahil gusto ko sana syang isurprise kasi sinabi sakin ni tita na uuwi na rin naman sya nang pilipinas para daw magbakasyon kaso mukhang hindi ko na nga yun magagawa ngayon dahil alam nya na ang totoo na ikakasal na nga ako Habang kausap ko si Josephine ay napansin kong sumenyas na si Christine na aalis na kaya naman ay tinakpan ko muna ang cellphone para kausapin sya "Ellaine mauuna na sana ako may mga aayusin pa kasi ako sa Office" pahinhin na sabi pa sakin ni Christine habang dala dala nya ang kanyang mga gamit palabas nang bahay

If you would excuse the fact that there were now banners, each holding Irina's face hanging off every commercial, high rise building. Her kind smile that seemed to dazzle in the brightest ways, the soft gaze in her eyes and the halo that wrapped around her - She looked like an angel. An angel that's been haunting me in my dreams for a long time. "Hey, is that Irina?" - Rachel smiled, pointing at one of the digital screens where Irina posed gracefully for a perfume advert. "She looks so pretty. She's really raised the bar for you, Selene. You've got a long way to go." - She nodded, appraising Irina's features with a look of satisfaction.

Then I turned around, bent over, and lifted the back of my skirt, fully exposing my round ass and glistening wet pussy to all of them. My smooth pink lips were visibly wet and shiny. A thin string of my juices slowly dripped down my inner thigh. I stayed bent like that, ass up and pussy on full display while they stared. One of the men held up his phone. "Can we take some pictures, Marcus?" Marcus looked at me. "Elena, would you like to pose for some nice semi-nude photos for us?" I hesitated for half a second, but his calm gaze melted me. "Yes, Sir..." I whispered.

She chuckled excitedly, pulling back slightly from him. "Strip," Liam voice dropped into a command, and that seemed to excite my wife. The item of their little display was already making my cock strain against my pants. Elena's hands moved to the straps of her dress, sliding them down her shoulders. The fabric pooled at her feet, revealing her naked body beneath. I took in a sharp breath at the sight before me, my cock twitching in response. Elena indeed came prepared. She was putting on no bra or panties underneath her dress. Her nipples were already hard peaks, and her skin flushed with anticipation.

Elaine, who had been silent all this while seeing this as a cue, flashed the ring again at Jane and as soon as she got the reaction she wanted, she walked away, laughing hysterically. Served her right! ******* The next morning. Elaine flexed her muscles as she sat up in bed but winced when she felt the slightly throbbing pain between her thighs. A wanton smile made its way to her lips as she remembered the night of fiery passion she’d shared with Richie and the smile remained when she looked down at her now naked body. As if waking up naked wasn’t enough to start the morning, Richie who had been lying fast asleep beside her rolled over to drape his arm around her waist to pull her close.