Elise Richards Nude Novels & Stories

I flipped open the notepad I saw from her coffee table and scribbled at the top: ELISSE’S NAUGHTY GOALS “Okay, here’s what I’m thinking. First, I need you to escort me in visiting a shop that sells pleasure toys. I’ll buy all the toys, the lingerie, whatever catches my eye. Then, I’m going to watch porn—because, why the hell not? And use all those toys on me while filming myself. After that, I need to hook up with a random guy, maybe even have orgy if I’m feeling bold enough. I want to take a pole dance class too, maybe even become a stripper at a club for a night. Wear sexy lingerie, do a photo shoot wearing them or nothing at all—” “Oh, my goddess!” Wella gasped, grabbing the pen from me.

Adrian reached out, took the damp cotton between two fingers, brought them to his nose, inhaled once—deliberately—then set them on the desk like evidence. “Sit on the edge. Legs apart.” Elise perched on the desk, palms flat behind her for balance. She spread her thighs. Her pussy was flushed dark pink, lips swollen, clit peeking from its hood, glistening. A thin string of arousal stretched and broke as she opened wider. Adrian studied her for a long moment—clinical, appreciative. “You were reckless,” he said quietly. “Anyone in the row behind could have seen. Heard.” “I know.” “You didn’t care.”

A man stood there, wearing a shameless smile as he looked at her. Elise frowned, slipped off her gardening gloves, and fixed a sharp stare on the man who had just trespassed into her home without permission. When he made no move to approach her, Elise stepped closer instead. She rolled her eyes when she realized his gaze was not on her face, but on her tank top that clearly outlined her nipples. Elise had deliberately gone without a bra while at home. “What do you want, Nol?” Elise crossed her arms over her chest, standing in her usual intimidating posture.

His knees felt weak, and he fell right back. Elise stood up seeing that her plan is working, she got closer to him, “ I've been wanting this for the longest time” she said and she kissed chest. “Today I'm finally getting it” she took off her clothes and was almost naked. She climbed the bed and was trying to take off Brian's shirt when the door opened….. “Ahhhh” Emily screamed Elise immediately took the duvet to cover herself. Emily couldn't believe her eyes, she looked at them for a second and ran downstairs, Elise followed her.

"Serving your lust in bed. I'm pretty sure you like women like me," Nora whispers before Felix's face. "Nora Sawyer. You're not my type, I don't like bitches who easily throw their bodies at men. Do you recognize my wife? She's Elisabelt Catherine Taylor, a top model who's so beautiful that she's often the target of many wealthy men, and I'm the lucky wealthy man who married her. Elisa is a woman of equal value to me; even my lust can only be satisfied by Elisa. Only Elisa!" said Felix, looking deeply into Nora's eyes, staring at him unblinkingly. "Get rid of your dirty thoughts about me; stop fantasizing wildly," he continued.

Riley’s moans grew louder, unrestrained, echoing off the studio walls. Elena pulled her fingers free only long enough to strip Riley’s leggings down her legs. Riley stepped out of them, completely naked now, skin flushed and glistening. Elena’s eyes darkened with hunger. She shrugged out of her own leotard in one fluid motion, revealing full breasts with dark nipples and the smooth curve of her hips. A neatly trimmed patch of dark hair framed her glistening sex.

NATASHA Natasha plucks an image from her bathroom wall, in this one she is nude and in a compromising position with the man she wanted to so desperately forget. Her hands started trembling as she plucked the other photos on the wall, her breath came out in puffs as tears streamed down her face. As she turned one of the pictures over, she sucked in a gasp and collapsed to the floor as she read what was written on it. ELSIDA “That was a beautiful show Cressida,” Elsida says as she comes up to her with a bright grin on her face.

“Elise… you’re playing with fire. This could ruin everything.” “I won’t let it,” she whispered. Her hand moved lower, boldly sliding along the front of his swim trunks. She felt him twitch under her palm. “Just relax. Let me take care of you.” Before he could protest again, Elise glanced once at her sleeping mother, then hooked her fingers into the waistband of his trunks. She slowly pulled them down to his knees underwater. Mark inhaled sharply but didn’t stop her.

Elise did all of the above but I was unsuccessful in ever seducing her. After each bath, I would make sure to be extra slow in my movements and pretend not to notice when she looked at my nude body—probably the only nude female's body she had ever seen, I thought. The last few times I'd invited her into my bedroom to give me a foot massage. I know it was a lame idea but it was all I could think of to keep her company. It also gave me an way to ‘accidently' open up my robe and give her a nice view. We never spoke about sex but sometimes silence speaks louder than words, as her eyes did all the speaking each night we did this. I'd often considered an all out body massage, but I didn't want to

Whether it was on impulse or instinct, Elise leaned forward and lightly kissed Wilbur on the cheek. Wilbur turned to look at Elise. Elise blushed, but a strange sense of courage surged into her heart. She casually pulled down the strap of her evening gown. The fabric slid down to reveal her smooth skin, revealing her youthful figure and curves. Her slender figure, snow-white skin, ample bosom, and fair thighs were fully exposed. The white lace bra and panties added to her allure. A wave surged in Wilbur's consciousness. However, Elise did not stop there. She reached behind herself and unclasped her bra, causing a bounce.