Emily Miller Nude Novels & Stories

She tasted so good that I wanted to lose all my inhibitions and kneel on the floor and eat her out in the hallway with her pink heels dangling over my shoulders. Emma let out a small moan, rubbing herself on my thigh that was between her legs. Dirty girl. I pulled back, heaving as I fixed my shirt and hair. Her blonde hair was mussed, dress tucked up to reveal the small glimpse of pink fabric underneath. Pink shoes and panties. “Let’s go.” I offered her my hand, and she took it, her pale skin glowing with red blush. “I need to have you naked and alone.” “Not a fan of exhibitionism, Cillian?” She asked, her sultry voice taunting me as I showed my membership card to the guard standing outside

Perhaps I failed to mention the nude shots. "What are you talking about?" "I am talking about porn, Freddie. I have a nude gig this summer with Model Perfect." "You've never done nudes before. Are you sure you are up for that?" My mind wanders to Arlo and Freddie catches me looking at Arlo. "Emma, stop looking at him. Are you two sleeping together?" I bite my lip, there's no use denying it. I nod and he lets it slide. "Just do me a favor and keep it discreet. I can't have Model Perfect finding out that their top model is....well."

Although Emily had never revealed that her ex had sexually assaulted her, I had my suspicions. Emily led the way down the short hallway, and as I stepped in the bathroom, I could see that Emily was already prepared. Sitting on the lid of the toilet were the spare clothes that Emily had offered, along with a towel and her camera. Emily turned the water on for me and I began to undress. I had not fully looked at myself since this morning and the truth was, I did not want to look at myself now. I turned my back to the mirror and closed my eyes.

I shouldn’t be embarrassed about nudity. I never gave it much thought back in my pack. I would change into whatever clothes were available after going for a run or training in Emilia’s form. But that was among my people; they were all like extended family. ‘Being naked in front of our mate is different. Because he’s looking at us with desire. Desire we want him to act on.’ Emilia purred as we entered the bathroom. Just being near him had my body buzzing, and each touch of our flesh made my knees weak. When he whispered in my ear, telling me about touching himself thinking about me last night, my knees felt like they would buckle.

" No..no… that isn't –" " Isn't you? Why? You don't remember this?" Mrs Steele interrupted and broke out into a mocking laugh. " You didn't know when you were busy with three fully fledged men? You suddenly forgot your wild days?" Emma was dumbfounded. She struggled to breath as she took in the scandalous photo before her. It was a picture of her. Totally naked with three equally naked men. The worst part of this was that her face and sex were the main focus of the photo. The other three participants were anonymous as the photo captured only their lower male organs, naked and erect.

She had never expected Vessara to see through the situation so easily. But now, she had no other choice. Emilia gritted her teeth. “Dalton has those kinds of photos of me.” “What kind?” Even Vessara’s eyes widened slightly as she stared at Emilia. Emilia’s face instantly flushed red. She lowered her head and stammered, “N—nude photos… There are… other people in them too.” By the end, Emilia looked as though she was about to cry. She had never imagined that the first person to discover her secret would be Vessara.

"Okay....millie, happy now" "Very" Emily is amazed by the extent of her madness, is she really communicating with the demons in her head, did she really just give it a name and pronouns? just how sick in the head is she? "relax Emily, everyone has voices in their head" Millie states in a nonchalant tone "well not everyone has full-on conversations with them," Emily remarked "well I guess that makes you special" Emily only scoffs "I highly doubt that"

His tongue shrewdly played with it wildly, and when once again Becky sighed loudly he tugged at the rope around her neck making her suffocate and helpless. "Mr. Miller…” she said trying to say something but she was struggling because of the choking feeling that made her chest heat up. She couldn't do anything because her hands were tied too. Seeing Becky's pale face, James got more aroused, he loosened the rope just like that causing her to cough violently. Becky mustered up the strength to look up at her master and was surprised to see James Miller completely naked without a single thread covering his body. She knew that she would always have a hard time resisting James Miller's charm, whic

Claire Miller spent the entire morning in a haze of nerves and filthy anticipation. She stood in front of her full-length mirror for almost forty minutes trying on different outfits before settling on the most shameless one. It was a white, ultra-sheer sports bra that was barely more than a crop top and matching white micro shorts so thin they were practically see-through. The fabric clung to her body like a second skin. Her nipples were clearly visible through the material, and when she turned sideways, the outline of her shaved pussy lips showed obscenely if the light hit her just right. She looked like a whore trying to pass as a gym-goer.

I moaned as Niku moved about with a third camera and filmed me. "Let's get her naked and see how hot she is," Mrs. Miller said and moved behind me. She unzipped my dress. "I bet she's adorable." Mr. Miller watched, his cock twitching before him, as his wife worked the zipper down the back of my dress. She shoved off the cloth from my shoulders. They slipped down my body. I trembled as my breasts came into view.