Esther Williams Nude Novels & Stories

"Oh, just getting the girls ready for you. They're all primed and eager to please." Adolf nodded, pleased with Celine's initiative. He strode into the living room, where Esther and Krissy knelt on the plush carpet, naked and waiting. Esther, a petite blonde with innocent blue eyes, kept her gaze lowered submissively. Krissy, a fiery redhead with a rebellious streak, glared up at Adolf defiantly. "Esther, Krissy," Adolf commanded. "Present yourselves."

Mercy said in a sad tone, eyeing Esther who's eyes were now sore. Richard passionately leaned forward and reached for Esther's hand trying to pacify her. "Come let's get out and go out of here. This only means that you aren't comfortable. He compelled her, but Esther was stuck on the chair. Eventually, she started on her chair and had a weird feeling as if she was naked. She shuttled behind Richard and Mercy immediately noticed that her bottom was out and bare. "Oh, my God!Dad!" She uttered in anguish. Richard twisted and turned. "Esther's…" she stopped and motioned to Esther. Suddenly the audience was mumbling in disdain and all eyes were at Esther's behind.

I came from an agriculture-heavy area of the country, so when my little unknowing-future-converts gradually arrived and started settling into their rooms one-by-one, I couldn’t help but describe them as a ‘bumper-crop’. I would have gladly gone to bed with any one of them, kissed them on both lips so they grew to love their own flavour, but there was one that stood out from the rest. Esther Matt was a petite wee thing from the bible belt. She was stunningly gorgeous like the girl next door you once saw sunbathing in the back yard and then could never get out of your mind, as opposed to p**n-star hot. Every pore of her body seemed to ooze innocence as if she could be scandalised by even the t

Esther sat before us, bound and glaring, her lips curled in a defiant sneer. Her once perfectly combed hair was now a tangled mess, her clothes tattered from the struggle that had finally brought her to her knees. Despite her disheveled appearance, there was something unnervingly composed about her. Her dark eyes seemed to glimmer with twisted amusement, as if this entire ordeal was just a game to her. But it wasn’t. Not to me. I stepped forward, crossing my arms as I regarded her. Jake stood to my right, his expression carved from stone, and Althea to my left, her hands trembling slightly, though she tried to hide it. Behind us, Fatima lingered, her sharp gaze never leaving Esther.

“What are you doing, taking off your clothes without saying a word…” “Doctor Davenier, are you done yet? There’s a suicidal woman outside with a severed artery—still agitated and bleeding heavily. Can you—sorry! Sorry!” A young nurse came rushing around the corner, only to freeze in place at the sight before her. Inside the cramped changing room, Esther stood face-to-face with a man, his hand casually resting on the buttons of his shirt, clearly in the middle of undressing. Her eyes widened, cheeks flushing bright red as she immediately turned away and stumbled over her words. “I-I didn’t see anything! Nothing at all!”

“Just because Nelsy was kind to you doesn’t mean everyone else sees you any differently. Nelsy is nothing but a naïve fool. She actually thinks she can change the world with a bit of kindness from her heart. I’d wager that if someone tried to force themselves on her, as long as they begged pitifully enough, that girl would hand over her body for free.” Esther hadn’t wanted to take the bait, but hearing the way he degraded Nelsy. Reducing her to nothing but an object, a vessel to be violated ignited a fury in her chest. “You bastard! Just because you’re no longer with her doesn’t give you the right to speak about her that way!”

“If you let me go now I will be easy on you” Esther said to an inmate that tied her to a chair and was setting to beat her mercilessly. “You think you can fight me right? Little girl you’ve got dreams” the huge lady said after a long laugh with her friends.

But in Calley's eyes, her aunt did not belong next to someone like Charles. Esther had always been slim, almost statuesque, her figure shaped not just by years of being vegetarian but also, as Calley suspected, surgical enhancements. After being left at the altar by her former fiancé, Esther had reconstructed more than her body; she had rebuilt her ego, determined to prove to the world that she could rise more desirable than ever. Calley never blamed that man for leaving.

I needed to see her losing her dignity and everything she was carrying; ranks, beauty, whatever fucked up brain she had. One of my men knelt down and started ripping her clothes off. Soon, her nakedness was exposed. “Leave me alone!” Esther shrieked. No one would dare to come to her rescue. What was she thinking? To seduce me and have my head? Or to be my Luna! “Shut the bitch up!” I lashed out. Immediately, one of them inserted his huge shaft inside her mouth. Yeah, let her suck that. I could hear her gag. The guy kept on pounding inside her and soon all his load was emptied in. Semen dropped from the corners of her mouth, as he removed his cock.

“I like… being touched slowly. Being praised. But… also when someone’s rough. Like… pin me down kind of rough.” His nostrils flared. “Fuck.” “And I like watching too,” I added, too tipsy to stop myself. “Sometimes more than doing anything.” Nathan looked like he was two seconds away from sinning. “That’s hot as hell.” “Your turn.” He tilted his head. “I like when a woman comes so hard she forgets her name. I like edging—making her beg and still not giving it to her.” I squeezed my legs tighter. “Why are we doing this?”