Eva Greene Nude Novels & Stories

“I know babe, I'd be careful.” Aretha returns with Aleandro and Lucian, We're all watching the television when once again the beach photoshoot with Kane airs and the newscaster announces that the pictures now has over three billion streams and likes, Evelessa tries to switch off the television with the remote but I don't let her, I just look at Lucian and tell him to promote my private pictures with her and in less than ten minutes, the pictures break the internet. Aretha chuckles “Baby…you've got two billionaires in a blood bath for you…tell me what you did girl”.

It was a green short gown and it did not take her a long time to pull it off and when she did, she was only left with her pant and bra. She was a sight to behold. Who could have thought that Lauren Miller was hiding all that blessing under short gowns and corporate wears. Her skin was smooth, silk and beautiful. Her boobs were a perfect round shape and her nipples looked enticing, they looked erect and horny. Her pant was a G-string and I could see the curves of her hips perfectly well. Lauren Miller was a goddess.

It’ll work. — No, not enough, find me a woman in the same cell, I want an enraged one. A desperate one. Someone who has nothing left. Promise her that I will pay her debts. That she can have fun. Unleash herself. That she can make her swallow every word, every breath. — Got it, you want a hungry hyena. I can do that. — And I want the photo. Send it to me as soon as it's done. — Received.

I pulled out my own phone and looked it up, reading the article, it said: “This reporter learns that Matthew Greene, CEO of Greene Designs paid off the photographer of the scandalous Charlotte Mercury photo by means of a sexual favor the very night it was taken.” I put my hand over my mouth and began breathing harder and harder as I continued reading, “Natalie Freeman reports that Matthew Greene told her that he would “do anything she wanted” that night for the photo. Is Matthew cheating on his mystery woman with Charlotte Mercury and trying to cover it up? Or is he dating the fellow designer and cheating on her with a nobody so that he won’t get caught? Who is Matthew’s real girlfriend? And

The sun had dipped behind the mountains, leaving the sky a deep indigo scattered with stars. Gale stood in front of the bedroom mirror, brushing out her dark hair after a quick shower. She chose a soft, low-cut emerald green sweater that hugged her full breasts and showed a generous amount of cleavage, paired with loose black lounge pants that felt comfortable but still flattering on her curvy hips and ass. No bra underneath, the cabin’s warmth and the building tension from the day made her feel bold.

Greg grabbed her roughly by the wrists and pinned them behind her head as he removed his white tee shirt, grabbing it from the bottom and crossing his arms over his head as he flung it off, exposing his flaring abs and oblique muscles. As Greg began to unbutton his pants, Cooper whispered into the ear of the next student in line, who confidently strode up to the platform, removing his shirt as he moved. Matilda turned her head to the right to observe him as he advanced, noticing the momentous bulge in his pants. By the time she turned her head back to the activity in front of her, Greg had already stripped himself completely naked. She stared in awe as his bulging cock stood straight up and

Greta clicks her tongue out at me as she moves behind me, straightening out the train of the black cocktail dress. “I just don’t think black is my colour.” “You are the epitome of black…black hair, black eyes…” “Black soul?” I chuckle out playfully to Greta. “No…I think your soul could be the purest I have ever come across.” Her words aren’t said in jest, no laughter…no following chuckle. “Wow you almost sounded sincere.” I blast out, filling the awkward silence. “I hadn’t realised how perky your boobs were, you should stop hiding them away.” Her hands pull at mine, yanking them away from my chest to unveil my cleavage.

Almost everyone was already sitting on the sheets with the Foods still being set up when we arrived at the scene. "Here you are! We were looking for you…" Greta was saying before her words were cut in her mouth seeing us dripping wet. My Black polo and trousers all soaked while Eva's nude dress took the bash more with the slit in them. She must have slashed her flare dress to make it lighter in water. Could that be why she was angry that I wasn't really drowning?

Renee reached behind her own back and unzipped her dress. Slowly. Let it slide off her shoulders and pool on the floor. She stood in a simple nude bra and underwear, nothing remarkable, just herself, and watched Dana’s eyes move over her with an attention that felt like hands before any hands were involved. “God,” Dana said quietly. “You’re beautiful.”

‘Perhaps she wasn’t curious enough to explore the area,’ I thought, then heard the rippling of water and my heart skipped a beat when a figure emerged from the stream, completely nude. “Dear God!” I muttered under my breath, seeing her beautiful body on total display. Her hair which was held up and in a bun atop her head before was left loose now, and it fell down her shoulders, covering her left breast, but leaving the other one uncovered. She was round, full, and luscious. My entire body stood at attention for her. I couldn’t help trailing my eyes down her front to the v spot between her legs and I saw it was matted with hair, I released a shaky breath. Her hips were wide and round and her