Lacey Bloom Nude Novels & Stories

She had learned well from Asher. “I’ll make sure everyone knows what you really are! You and your father are the same! Both of you are disgraceful, and—” “And this isn’t disgraceful?” Liz raised her phone again, showing an image on the screen. Lana gasped and covered her mouth. Liz was showing a photo of herself—completely nude. It wasn’t fake; Lana recognized the pose and the background. It was definitely her, but that picture was never supposed to be seen. It was stored safely on her phone.

And with that same grace, he quickly and efficiently stripped naked before her. Even locked in her panic, Lacey had to gasp in awe at the fabulous condition of his body. Strongly but not grotesquely muscled, he was a perfect blend of power, strength and long-limbed elegance. His skin was a glossy toasted gold, and though his chest was smooth and hair-free, his pubic area was densely flossed with black. Completely nude, he knelt down beside her and pressed the full length of his bare body against her clothed one.

"Why then has not he written to us? Does he not know that we will be worried?" Just then, Lacey walked out of the bathroom in a body-hugging blue dress that accented her slim figure. The dress was ankle length and had a high slit on one leg. "Did a goddess just fall down from the sky?" Diana gasped, looking from Lacey's head to her toe. "Don't exaggerate, Diana," Lacey mumbled shyly. "I am serious, you look like a goddess, Lacey. Don't you think so too, Dolphy?" Diana defended.

She buried groan as she ran her fingers up and down her privates. The sight of what was happening in front of Lucius in particular had lifted his spirits, and he was eager to have a taste of her. Darius's cock quivered as he saw Layla’s nakedness for the first time in his life. Layla's hair and slender figure set her apart from any other naked lady he had ever seen. She had an embarrassed look on her face and wore her hair down. Her hips had the smallest curvature. Her little pink nipples were erect, and her lovely, perky breasts were little b-cups. Her tummy was smooth and level, and she had a cute little patch of light pubic hair atop her mound that she called her bush.

Maybe he would have an explanation for it. Sighing deeply, Layla stepped back into the shower and shut her eyes closed, enjoying the comfort it offered. Her eyes were still shut, even when she heard someone walk in. She immediately snapped her eyes open as she turned to see Nolan standing at the door. Completely naked, his disheveled hair, his tattoos, his biceps, and then his huge….they were all so tempting and inviting, at the same time intimidating. Layla realized that she was naked also, she immediately became embarrassed and wrapped her around her chest in embarrassment.

Then the floor creaked under my foot. Caught She froze. Then her eyes opened. Straight into mine. I flinched. “I, I was just going to the bathroom.” Layla didn’t flinch. She stood slowly, robe falling open further. Her breasts were round and bare, nipples stiff and dark. Her stomach curved into thick, perfect hips. Her thighs were slick with arousal. “You were watching me,” she said. I opened my mouth to deny it. But she stepped forward. “Come here.” “Mrs. Greene”

Her dark brown eyes were kind, Layla was mesmerized by them. Layla smiled, "I would like that too, very much so." Zoya happily clapped her hands together in approval. Layla noticed that the tips of her fingers, including her fingernails, were stained in a deep burnt orange. Against her gorgeous soft brown skin, the stain stood out. Along her fingers were intricate designs that looked like ivy weaving over her hands. Layla had never seen anything like it before. It was gorgeous.

“Something elegant and eye-catching. Blood Red, maybe. Or black.” “Or a dreamy combination of both. Either of them will absolutely go well with your hair, Layla.” Zuby shifts closer to me and eyes me like she is assessing every physical part of my body that her eyes can see. “You have those damn curves too. You just never show them off enough.” “I don’t think—” “No,” Zuby cuts me off in a sweet but firm voice. “No thinking. You said yes. That’s it. Now we make you look like the badass beauty that you are.”

A playful, reckless one and without overthinking it, I reached behind me and slowly unzipped my dress. Liam paused mid-sketch and his eyes widened just a little when the fabric slipped off my shoulders and pooled at my waist. I eased it down and stepped out of it completely, standing there in nothing but my nude colored underwear. I was not completely bare but just enough to make him blink and make the air shift between us. “Now this is proper Titanic.” I raised my chin and said softly. “You can continue now.” I added and Liam didn’t speak for a moment. His eyes took me in, not hungrily but respectfully like I was something he’d been waiting for so long for but afraid to touch now that it’s

Throwing the dress onto the couch, Luna lay back as Bryan stared at her in her bra and panties. His stare made her shy; she closed her eyes and tried to cover herself. “Look at me, princess. Don’t be shy.” “Let me see you… all of you.” Luna slowly opened her eyes and stared into his, which always dazed her. “Kneel.” Luna immediately kneeled on the bed. “Good girl,” Bryan said hoarsely as he unhooked her bra and let it fall, revealing her chest. Staring into her eyes, Bryan slowly removed her panties, and in moments Luna lay on the bed completely naked.