Emily Miller Nude Novels & Stories

Towering over the dwarf palm trees and the teenagers dancing. Emily has no other choice but to go with him. She unwrapped herself from the towel and tossed it inside the car. She kicked her shoes off and gently placed it on the mat then closed the car door shut. She wiggled her toes as the sand beneath her feet met with her soles. The chill of the air carressed her exposed skin, she felt vulnerable and fragile wearing a swimsuit in public. "You've been hiding that for years, Milly." "Hiding what?"

Emily was naked spread on her king size bed, her legs parted and four of her fingers was fucking her cunt in a fast way, but what stunned Cillian was the name she was calling "Oh Cillian fuck me hard" "Oh god, Cillian, I need you inside me" "Fuck me hard with your monster Cillian" "Come on, more ahhh, fuck mmmghhh" she continued to moan as her finger slipped in and out from her cunt, wet sound filled the room. Cillian dick that was hard since Emma's room twitched from the view that he saw, he was stunned for a while before realization dawned on him "So that's why" he muttered whilst unlocking his phone, he put on his phone video recorder and started videoing her.

Gosh… you are so tempting, I don’t know what I will be able to do when you are not here beside me. After Emily managed to catch her breath, she whispered” No…No….Richard, besides you is where I belong, I am never leaving no matter what. With a heavy heart she stood up naked and went to the bathroom. Richard didn’t miss to ogle at her perfect body. It was amazing how far Emily had come from being ashy girl to the one who could bear herself naked in front of him. She had turned in to a very bad girl and she was his to touch, to look and to pleasure.

"Look, this friendship will only work out if you talk, and if you're honest, so please!" I end up giving a truthful answer and she sighs in relief. Why? I've seen her and Philip. you know. she should be feeling embarrassment! "What?" I look at her weirdly. "I have tits and an ass. If you think that I'm hiding them you're wrong. I have parts under my clothes, and I'm not ashamed of them," says Emily. "So you'd walk around naked?" I try to understand. "Goddess, no! I have self-respect!" Wait, what?

While pretending she doesn't hear the soft groans and stifled moans from the other side of the counter, she pounds the rolling pin against the frying pan. The sound reverberates inside the room causing Emily and her boyfriend to sprout off the floor like wild mushrooms. “Oh, my God, Anna!” Emily yells, naked. Her hands are clasped on the neck of his boyfriend, who, by the way, is naked too. “What’s your problem?!”

I took her arm and stared directly at her. She stared back without a reply and then again, our eyes locked. I watched the water drip from her hair. My eyes followed the water and I watched it trail down her face then to the collar of her blouse and into her cloth. Her blouse was completely soaked and clung tightly on her body, revealing the shape of her boobs. And that was when I realized something; Emilia has been braless the whole time in the field. Her nipples showed clearly and the thought of other men starring at it made me furious.

The office doors banged open and Ryan stood in the doorway. He looked miserable with his shirt untucked and messy hair. His eyes widened as he took in the scene with his father's trousers open, cock still wet and hanging standing between Emily’s spread thighs. Emily, naked except for the torn blouse draped over her shoulders with her legs dangling off the desk, cum leaking steadily from her swollen pussy onto the polished surface. Her breasts heaving, lips red and swollen and her hair wild. Victor straightened slowly and tucked himself away. Emily didn’t move to cover herself. She met Ryan’s stare head-on with a raised brow.

she asked, her eyes fixed on his. Emma walked towards the river with a purposeful stride, determined to join Lucas in the refreshing water. She untied the straps of her gown, and it fell softly to the ground, revealing her supple curves and toned figure. Next, she slipped off her underwear, and Lucas couldn't help but feel a tinge of excitement at the sight of her nudity. He tried to avert his eyes, but he found it hard to resist looking at her. Her naked body glowed in the sunlight, and Lucas couldn't help but admire every curve and line.

Nothing halfway. She closes her eyes, trembling more and more, and I feel the crack grow. Alexandre slides his hand over mine, discreet but firm: I am not alone. His gaze encourages me to continue, to not let go. — I… she finally whispers, her voice broken by emotion. It’s… someone I… I didn’t want you to know… it was… I couldn’t say no… My breath becomes heavier, my eyes capturing every detail: clenched hands, bitten lips, a fleeing gaze. Lucas almost silently revels in it, but his role is clear: amplify the discomfort, test Tania’s resilience.

Jake noticed a small figure, standing at the entrance with a bouquet. He went closer and finally could see her face. Emma was looking like a nymph wearing that dress and Jake couldn't help but ogle at her from top to bottom! "Wel..lcome, Sir!" Emma stammered because of his intense stare which made her nervous for the first time in her life! She moved the bouquet towards him but he kept staring at her! Why does her voice sound familiar? Jake thought as he met her for the first time. "Nice to meet you, Sir. I am Emma Miller!"