Laci Somers Nude Novels & Stories

"What, fuck? Don't be a prude, Lipe, why not have sex with me?" Saying that, Lara got up from the bed, stood in front of him, the jumpsuit straps fallen, revealing her perfect breasts. The light pink of the garment standing out against her dark skin. Lara lowered the rest of the jumpsuit, letting it fall to the floor at her feet and kicked it away. Lipe knew he shouldn't look, but his eyes seemed to have a will of their own and he stared open-mouthed at the breasts and the tapered waist, wider hips, he remembered the expression hourglass figure. He swallowed hard and when she took two steps to reach him, he jumped out of the chair, knocking it over.

“That.” My gaze drops to the phone, a naked picture of her in a blue wig and a mask stares at me. Initially, I’m shocked, but I try to hide it. “Nudes?” “Swipe,” she says. I begin to swipe, it's different angles of her naked, some without her face in it, some in lingerie and then a video pops up, it's her on her bed, naked and licking a long huge dildo. That one makes me gasp, “Arielle—” I pause.

"Is that a nude?" Lucas’s voice cut through the late morning stillness like a blade. Nico flinched. The phone in his hand trembled slightly as he stared at the message on the screen. A shirtless photo from some random guy on I*******m, accompanied by a cheeky caption: *"Bet your boyfriend doesn’t make you moan like I could." Lucas had come up behind him too fast..too quietly. And now, silence stretched between them like a noose tightening.

Nelly lifted Laura's arms in the air and slipped her dress up over her head, leaving Laura sitting there in just her see-thru lace undergarments. Next, she unclasped Laura's bra, freeing her luscious, full tits. Laura stared into Nelly's eyes, totally submitting to the moment. She let Nelly lay her down on her back. She even lifted her butt off the couch to help Nelly pull her panties off. Laura was now completely naked in the back room of a strip club, waiting, fidgeting, as she watched Nelly return to her husband.

As I say this, I pull Lisa's swimsuit bottom down to her feet and she lifts one foot out of it, spreading her legs apart. "Oh god, Jack. Are you going to fuck me while we watch Mom finger herself. You are so bad! Fuck me, Jack!" I drop my swimsuit to the ground and push my rock hard cock deep into Lisa's dripping wet pussy, from behind. She grinds her ass back against me and I steadily pump in and out of her tight, frothing pussy. Lisa let's her top fall to the ground, as she leans her hands against the side of the house for support. We are both completely naked, fucking in our backyard and spying on our mom, as she fingers herself.

"Am I ever glad I stayed." I had to agree. I'd never seen Lisa naked before, just in a bikini when she was swimming at our pool. She had nice firm B to C size cups and right now her nipples were hard. Jerry was staring hard. He had a chance to fuck her, then get sucked off by my wife. Seeing his hesitation, Lisa shed the skirt as well, standing there naked in front of all of us. Her pubic hair was trimmed to a small landing strip and I didn't see more than an ounce of fat anywhere on her. "Fuck it," Jerry said. "I'm all in. 323 dollars. That's all I've got."

I kick the door open. My breathing stops. Lily is standing naked save for a tiny red lingerie she still has on. Her body is tan and flawless. Her underbust and face are covered with her tank top and her hands are hanging in the air. She shakes violently trying to free herself. It takes me a while to understand that she is stuck in her tank top. I finally regain my breath. "Lily relax. It's Luca. I will help you."

I lazily shifted my glance back to the picture, where Lisa was shining the laser at her own pictured, jutting chest. "Look at my breasts, Callum. So big...so soft...so perfect...thirty-four EE's, baby, and they are all real. Just imagine squeezing them, playing with them... the softness is addicting, you will never get enough," she said, her tone low and lusty as she moved closer to the bed, leaning over it again. "Have you ever thought about squeezing my breasts, Callum?" she asked, shaking her breasts slightly, trying to get me to look at her exposed cleavage. I glanced at her in the eyes, the look in my eyes voicing my displeasure.

She opens her eyes only to see her mother-in-law standing in front of her with phone in hand taking pictures of her naked body. She wanted to scream, but her mouth was dry, and her voice came out raspy, "What are you doing?" She inquired. Lani smirked, "Not so feisty now are we Hannah? I will upload these photos of you over the internet." She remarks. Hannah laughs. "What's funny? Aren't you ashamed that people will see you naked? Won't that be degrading, or you are such a low-class prostitute that you don't even care?" Lani says mockingly.

The entire floor belonged to her now. Lila Harper stood naked in the center of the open-plan executive lounge, wrists cuffed behind her back with sleek black leather restraints. Her massive 13-inch futa cock stood painfully hard, veins pulsing, the fat head still leaking thick strings of precum onto the polished marble floor. Her pussy dripped openly down her thighs. Around her, eleven other senior executives — all women, all ambitious, all beautiful — were stripped completely bare and arranged in a wide circle on their knees.