Iniko Nude Novels & Stories

It's been a day since Corona took over my sanctuary world; Planet Harmony, I woke up as the sunlight pierced through the glass dome and into the dome floor below and looked at Meridia, Cetrion, Kronika, Callie and Karuji having a conversation. “To be honest, I was shocked to see Inkcanius wearing sexy and slutty attire, not to be rude just my opinion,” said Kronika “I’m surprised to hear you say that Mother, well Inkcanius likes to stand out hence his sexy and slutty attire” said Cetrion.

Amara surrendered to her desires. "At the end I am going to be the one to fuck." Ivan smirked throwing Amara on the couch. Ivan dropped soft kisses on her neck. He unbuttoned her white shirt revealing white lacy bra. He removed it without any difficulty and cupped her breast in his large hand squeezed it, nibbling her hard nipples. Amara moaned and drag his to her mouth. She captured his lips and hungrily bite her. In between kisses Amara removed his shirt and traced her hand on his bare upper part.

Rena was two years younger than Serra but she act older than fourteen. Serra sat at her stone bed and was looking at the others in the different areas of the dome. Mira sat on the far end of the corner, near the water reservoir, the water flowing thoroughly in the stone wall. She was growing corns for their lunch and Rena was behind her, preparing fire. Niko was at the other corner. He laid in the ground, topless, and Serra could see his perfectly formed abdominal muscles that lined up on his stomach, looking solid and hard. His right arm was lifted upward, twitching, and rocks floats above him like planets encircling the sun. And Niko was there at the center doing his thing. He was naked no

The naked lady bends in a doggy style, her hands grab the end of the bed, her ass pushed out to Uncle Kay who straps behind her, aggressively pumping his hips inside her big pussy! I've seen a few naked couple… not a novice to pornography, but seeing Uncle Kay’s big cock that naturally mocks my too-ting dildo gets pumped inside her dripping red pussy, leaves my jaw hanging down. “Hmmm…” I moan, imagining what that size will do to my small cunt.

When I feel his hard length between us, I pull away. “We should get going,” I say. He’s panting and I feel bad for getting him turned on again. “You’re right, we should,” he says, stepping back. “You taste delicious, by the way,” he says, making me blush as he shifts and lowers his wing for me. We fly until we find a lake, and then Iniko lands. His shift is hard again, the bones snapping painfully. When he’s back in his human form, he lays panting on the ground.

“We'll see? I need to know if I still need to order a tux or cancel. I'm not spending that amount of money for nothing.” “You could order one and marry Peach. What do you think?” His eyes twinkled mischievously. “Luca?” “Yes Niko.” “Thank God you're the boss now,” he simply said. “Thank God indeed,” Luca chuckled. “Bur seriously, we need to discuss–" They heard screams and turned at the same time to see Irina, and Zee having a breast shake war. “Irina's tits are a delight!” Niko whistled. “Are you going to sleep with every one of my female workers, you dirty dog?!”

Let fear become fuel. Niko's hand lingers at the base of my spine, then sketches a slow arc on the curve of my hip. A violent, primitive shiver shakes me. A moist, insistent heat rises deep within me, an undeniable physiological response to their calculated domination. I arch my back involuntarily, offering more, demanding voicelessly. — Listen to your body, it lies less well than your mouth, Niko continues, his voice a vicious purr. His fingers go up, slip under the thin strap of my dress, slowly moving it away from my shoulder. The fabric gives way, exposing my skin to the cool air and their gaze. The contrast is a shock. I am naked, not just physically, but in my entire being.

She stood naked in the moonlight—skin glowing, nipples tight from the night air and arousal, dark curls between her thighs already damp. Nico exhaled sharply, eyes raking over her. “Fuck.” He shed his shirt in one motion, kicked off his sandals, shucked his shorts and briefs. His cock sprang free—thick, hard, curved slightly upward, flushed dark at the head. Layla wrapped her hand around him, stroked once from base to tip, feeling him throb hot and heavy in her grip. He groaned against her mouth.

A girl walks along the hallway half-dressed, being escorted by a man in black as they appear every so often in the windows. But Niko's appearance, who walks outside in nothing but a pair of lowly hung lounge pants, his body bronzed like any Italian god, that intrigues me. His chest chiseled to perfection, a deep v running down into those pants. My eyes rise back up to his face; his usually sleeked-back hair now acts as a curtain to either side of his face. A cigarette hangs from his lips as his bellows smoke into the air above him.

I turn my head sharply to peer out the French doors. Well, Nico is no longer among the missing, because there he is, laying back on a lounger. I can see him through the greenery in the landscaped planter. He's in his bathing suit and shirtless. Those pecs and abs that tantalize me almost constantly now are on full display. But what's worse is that Nico's bare chest is being enjoyed by an up-close audience of one . . . a beautiful woman who, from what I can see from this vantage point, is wearing a barely-there bathing suit herself.