Ella-enchanted Nudes Novels & Stories

The bedroom was dark. Only the bright light from a large tablet screen lit up Elena’s face. On the screen was a picture of Mike Hermes Vance, the world's biggest movie star. He had sharp eyes, a hard jawline, and a body that looked like it was carved out of marble. Elena stared at the picture. Her breath was already shallow. She lay flat on her back, her legs spread wide on her silk sheets. She was completely naked. The cool air from the fan blew over her skin, making her shiver.

Elena on the other hand beats Frank with everything she has in her hand so that he stops his teasing. "Dear, it is just a prank" Clara widened her eyes when Jenny told her. Is this even a family? Who plays such a prank over a new daughter in law? But what exactly is a prank? "I thought you would bash me or insult me if I played an authoritative role. Frank had full confidence that you would never bash me. So finally, you made me lose the bet" Elena explained the bet as Clara went pale with the craziest thing she ever heard about. "But I thought you would just do the unimaginable. Anything but tears? I didn't expect this from you" Elena pouted more expressing her displeasure.

" Oh goodness, girlfriend. I'm so sorry, are you fine?" "Does this look like the face of a person that's not fine? " Elsie smiled and flapped her butterfly lashes continuously "I'm better than fine. Guess who came to my rescue?" "Uh... A waiter??" "It was a god. Like a knight in a shining armour, he stretched out his sword and slayed the enemy. Laura, perfection does exist" With her hands clasped together and placed in front of her chest, Elsie's gaze at the ceiling was like that of a teenager in love

Without overthinking, I slid in, hugging myself as the cold air conditioning blasted my skin. “Buckle up, everyone,” Elsa announced. “You got it,” her friends chimed. I strapped on the seat belt. Elsa hit the gas, driving out of campus and into the pack’s streets. The girl beside me leaned close, shoving pictures of naked men in my face. “Look at these guys, aren't they fucking hot?” She grinned, swiping through shots of naked guys, one lounging with a thick, heavy cock draped over his thigh; another standing tall under the shower, hard and curved upward with water beading on the tip; the next on his knees, ass up and shaft rigid, balls hanging full beneath.

Willow's jaw opened wide,as if it would drop down to the floor and her tongue would roll out like a red carpet. The man in front of her was mesmerising. The events of last night was so overwhelming that she didn't even look at her fiance' properly. In her mind she had pictured him as a four eyed monster with great big horns and a long,twisted beard. She pictured him as Satan himself,like what she had seen in church.

The abandoned chapel reeked of mildew, old incense, and forgotten sanctity. It was a full moon and the night could be an evidence to that, painting fractured crucifixes and crumbling saints in sickly silver. Elara, 23-year-old repressed theology student, knelt in the center of the desecrated altar, her white nightgown already damp with nervous sweat. Her long auburn hair cascaded down her back, framing a heart-shaped face with wide hazel eyes and full, trembling lips. Beneath the thin fabric, her full breasts rose and fell rapidly, pink nipples stiff from the cold night air and forbidden excitement.

I then proceeded to show him the tiny Sophia, explaining my plans to use her to teach Elara how to control her powers. As i walked around him, Andre tried to stop me from entering the chapel, but frustration quickly bubbled within me. With a flick of my wrist, I used my magic to send him crashing to the side. But Andre was quick to retaliate, restraining me with his own magic. A battle of power ensued between us, but I was stronger. Breaking free from his hold, I stormed into the chapel. What I saw next shattered something inside me. Elara was having sex with Trent, one of our brothers, on the very slab where she had sacrificed Millie. A sickening grin spread across her face as her eyes met

No jewelry. No perfume. Just pure untouched flesh with goosebumps rising across her chest and thighs and the soft trembling belly of a girl who didn’t understand what it meant to be prey. They turned her. Held her arms. Her nipples hardened under the light. Her pussy was already pink. Glossy. Wet. Elena smiled as she ran her hands down the girl’s sides. “You’re wet, sweetheart. You didn’t even notice, did you?” The girl gasped. Shook her head. Tried to close her legs but another maid held them apart.

Pandora's resistance was as weak as a thread when Ellen took off her clothes. It rained harder as they curled up in the bed, rowing to the side like a canoe as they tasted a forbidden pleasure. Ellen fought her way on top, reaching back to stroke Pandora's attractive parts."If that's what faith has in store for us, then so be it." Ellen winced as she eased herself down. Pandora arched her knee, hands falling under Ellen's rump. "Did I mention how cute you're being right now?" Their bodies began to move.

she glances at the bulge in my pants. "Oh, you’re definitely going to suck my cock, Kira." I rub her parted lips with a thumb. "Wear that lipstick I like tomorrow." Her eyes widen when understanding dawns on her. Did she think this was a one-time thing? I meant it when I said I was going to act out all those fantasies of hers as well as some of my own. ______ Shane’s text message arrives as I reach my car. [I found Grisha’s lackey.] It’s accompanied by the picture of a man stripped to his underwear and strung up the roof of Shane’s favorite spot—the container he prefers to call ‘purgatory’.