Freya Allen Nudes Novels & Stories

Freya's lays asleep on my large abd extremely spacious king sized bed. She snores wierdly but am familiar with it. Unlike before, It disturbs me not again She's also half naked. Part her ass and right boobs are both exposed. The squeezed and disarranged mattress covers half her body. It performs a terrible act of hiding her so called nakedness. Her nipples are out. Her pussy abd a**hole reveaj through her exposed sexy and alluring curviness. It really is sexy and seductive. Her ass, pink coloured pussy lips and numerous other organs really are beautiful.

"she barked, placing her camera on the table. I have your pictures Mr CEO and you know what that means if it posted online."Freya smirk, bitting her lower lip as she stare at his manhood. Her mother immediately Trace her eyes, and to her surprise it landed on the man naked lower part, which she immediately close it. Why closing it mom, when the show is about to begin."Freya laughed, grabbing her other phone. Fuck yourself, when I mean fuck yourself, I want the sex rough, wild and I only want to hear the slamming of your cock in my mother wide pussy."She calmly said, and the naked people eyes widened.

The next thing Calley heard was Nelly exclaiming: “Hey—oh my god! Why is there a nude painting of you up there?!” She laughed at Nelly’s reaction. Somehow, she’d expected this. “Do you like it?” Nelly instinctively stepped back and rubbed her arms as goosebumps ran down her skin. “Dear Lord, my hair’s standing! Caty, who the heck did you strip for to paint that?!” Nelly then turned to her with wide, almost tearful eyes. “Why would you pose naked for a painter? Does Ser Phill know about this? Why would you do this, Caty? He’d be devastated if he found out—”

He removed his pants like a lion who couldn't wait to devour its prey. Freya lay on the bed. Her mind was running with thoughts. She has never experienced what was happening now and she didn't know how to react to it. She wondered if everything would be okay. She wondered if Alan was going to take her in as his Luna after he mates with her. She smiled inwardly. Alan took off her panties gently. Seeing what he did, she closed her legs quickly. She has never been naked before a man. Alan gave her a reassuring smile and parted her thighs slowly.

She stared at me, and just as I thought she was shocked to see me again, I glanced back to be sure. Right behind me was Freya, who was completely nude. A shock that was too much for Skylar to process caused her to stare at both of us, mouth open and fingers pointing at Freya.

Liliana moans, licking Freya’s slick juices from my lips, making Freya blush. She slips her hand up under my shirt against my abs and presses her body against mine. “You two are the only ones who can get away with it,” I taunt my mates, pulling my shirt up and off like Freya wants. Enjoying the sight of my two beautiful mates naked in front of me, my smile grows. Liliana grabs Freya’s hand and pulls her to the bath tub stepping in the hot water. She then guides Freya to sit on ledge of the tub with her feet in the water.

She could proudly rock this. “I like this one,” Leila said, more to herself. “Na. I like the red better.” It was not exactly a surprise to her. To Freya, sexy meant more skin. “Turn. Give me a pose. Great job. Now, smile.” The flash of her camera went off, and she made a mental note to delete the pictures once she collected her phone. She barely took photos, and she wouldn’t litter her gallery with nudes.

Red continued when Freya didn’t have any reaction towards him. Freya excused herself and stood up to go to her room. After having a shower she went out of the bathroom wearing a revealing short nightgown. The plunging neckline almost exposed her ample bosom and her fair and smooth, slender legs were on display. Unaware of Red’s presence in her room she walked to her dresser and brushed her lustrous long raven hair. In the dark, Red was standing near the window, watching Freya like a hawk. At this moment, Red took his time to look at the woman carrying his child.

Actually, it was Tig's first time seeing a human in her briefs, nor had he ever seen she-wolf nudity, so he took his time analyzing what it actually looked like before covering her chest with one of his sweatshirts. Freya was wearing a short denim knicker underneath her white gown, making it hard for him to put on her his jean trousers and save her from her freezing condition. The knicker was totally wet, so intense that it wets up Tig's sofa. Having no choice, He was left with no choice but to take off her jean underwear. He slumped his hands on her thighs and pulled them apart, revealing her smooth thighs which made him cover his eyes.

Intimate. And for once… I didn’t feel like a weapon. I felt like a woman being loved. Freya’s eyes held mine as she sat back, her hands moving to the hem of her shirt. Slowly, deliberately, she pulled it over her head, letting it fall to the floor. Her skin glowed soft in the dim light, and she didn’t look away not even as she reached behind to unclasp her bra, letting it slide down her arms. She was baring more than just her body. She was offering trust.