Isla Dawn Naked Novels & Stories

CASSANDRA The day opens like a wound: clean, cold, beyond redemption. The neon lights hum overhead like flies that refuse to die. I rise before the alarm can summon me. The others are still asleep, heads pressed against their pallets, breaths uneven and heavy. I leave the cell in silence, the way one slips out of a church in the middle of Mass without disturbing the devotion. Rina is already waiting near the door. She smiles at me from the corner of her mouth, the way someone smiles at a bet already won.

After placing the bowl of popcorn and cola on the table, I joined her on the pink sofa. “It must be uncomfortable. Let me help you, Daddy.” Isla smiled as she stroked my thigh. She was right. But I flinch, not wanting to give up in front of Isla. However, it didn't last long. Five minutes later, I took off my shirt and then my cloth pants, leaving me wearing only my boxer briefs. “Wow, handsome cock.” Isla giggled while stroking my lower abdomen. I could have ignored her, but tonight I completely lost my common sense somewhere. I stare into her eyes before going down to her breasts that the narrow, damn pink tank top can't contain.

For a second I thought Elara had won after all. Then she obeyed. The light was wrong. It didn’t come from outside. It came from her. Bones cracked. Fur receded. The sound was wet, ugly, real. She dropped to all fours, then to her knees, then onto her side. Isla. She was naked. Covered in salt and blood that wasn’t hers. Her hair was plastered to her face. The mark on her shoulder was gone. Burned away. Her chest was moving fast. Too fast.

The thin material was embedded well into her crack, and when she turned and Carrie saw the camel-toe outline of her pussy, she repeated, "Oh, my God!" Above the shorts was a wide expanse of bare belly that ended at the edge of the elastic edge of the halter top, just below Dawn's braless tits. The top was shoulderless and went up nearly to her neck, forming a large triangle of stretchy, striped fabric that hugged the shape of those youthful, petite tits. Perched on her nose was a pair of black-rimmed, oversized secretary glasses that made Dawn look studious and innocent. She had woven her long hair into a single braid at the back of her head, they way she had often worn it in high school.

He walked past the doorway, and Isabella trailed closely behind him. Without thinking, she reached out and grabbed onto his towel to get his attention, but the moment Isabella fingers closed around the fabric, the towel started to come undone, slipping dangerously low around his waist. And as he took one more step, the towel became fully loose. Sebastian became naked.

I wanted him so bad. IBut then, as I got closer to the office, I heard sounds. I couldn't place the sounds; the door was closed, so the sound were to low to place, but when I got closer, I saw it all through the glass door. A mix of two different shades of black hair. Isis was naked, save for her heels, just like the one I wore, she was against the wall as Damen fucked her raw. Her mouth parted open as he pushed into her. Rough, just the way he likes to have sex.

Isabella clapped and cheered for him while he had a satisfied smile on his face. Washing her hair turned out to be a chore for Isabella since there were no combs or even soap and it was already tangled. She let it fall on her back as it was dripping wet before taking off her bra and panties to wash her body. When she was done, Angelo who was now roasting the fishes, kept staring at Isabella as she walked naked to the rocks and put on her torn red gown. When Angelo took his eyes away from her body, the fishes were already burnt and he cursed out loud as he struggled to get them out of the fire.

He just stared at Dawn with awe, and his eyes are now bright green. Dawn is wearing backless black glittery body con dress that ends ups exactly in her calf length, it also has a slit on the right, if she wants to show-off her thighs. Her hair is flowing at her back, even though the dress is backless, her back isn’t really showing because of her hair, covering it. She also has a black cape, but refuse to wear it. The vampire band, started playing a mellow music to start the party. The visitors are chatting with each other, while drinking a cup of blood. Dustine open his mind link with Dawn so that they can talk even though they’re meters away.

My cock had been hard for hours just thinking about it. When I stepped into the gym and locked the door, Isabella was already waiting. She wore a short silk robe that barely reached mid-thigh. The moment the lock clicked, she let the robe fall open, revealing her completely naked body underneath. Her full breasts, toned waist, and smooth, glistening pussy were on full display. “Lock it again,” she said softly, her voice already husky. “Tonight, there are no interruptions. No holding back.” I turned the lock and walked toward her. She met me halfway, pressing her bare body against mine. Her hard nipples brushed my chest as she kissed me deeply, her tongue sliding against mine with slow hunger