Lana Lang Nude Novels & Stories

I hadn’t closed the bathroom door, and he walked in, standing in the doorway with a special glint in his eyes. "Luna," he nodded his head "Alpha," I smiled back at him. "I can see that I have arrived at exactly the right time." "Mhh, you mean you made it just in time to wash me." I smiled slyly and took off the t-shirt that had covered my body and stepped into the corner of the shower. "Of course, my lady, it's my duty to make your wish come true," Jackson said, taking off his T-shirt over his head. I adored this man and I felt everything inside me screaming for him. We were made for each other. I could watch how all her muscles moved in her body as she took off her clothes. My body was arou

“Let's try another position.” ​ “P-Position?” She winced. “We're not yet done?” ​ I smirked. “Until I say so.” ​ Lana has a slender waist. One hand is enough to carry her tiny, little body onto the bed as I throw her above while she settles into a prone position. ​ Her body is submitting to me while her face says otherwise. ​ A swift move is all it takes to remove the entire dress she's wearing, including the nipple tape and her underwear. Her ass went up automatically without needing a single command. I widened the gap between her two legs before I dug my face in between her thighs while I savored her wet feminism.

Xyrus asked, rounding the corner of his bedroom. His mouth dropped to the floor when he saw what waited for him. Dropping the black t-shirt to the floor, Lana stood in just her bra and panties, a sight for sore eyes. Unable to speak, Xyrus let his feet speak for him, carrying himself across the room where he spoke with his lips, searching for Lana's with an urgent lust.

Raihan paused in that position and inquired once again. “Do you really want to do this?” Lana softly laughed with her naked breasts moving up and down. Looking at him she tilted her head and counter questioned Raihan. “Don’t you?” He didn’t know how to respond to that immediately because it wasn’t a clear answer. He knew Lana wanted it but at the same time she wasn’t verbally giving her consent. “Isn’t this what you have always imagined to do with me?” She clutched her feet behind his neck with her legs over Raihan’s shoulders. Raihan grabbed her navel, pulled closer her lower abdomen and touched his dick from over the jeans.

“But keeping Alpha Nathan away from her while she is in heat will be an issue.” Andrew and Logan growled loudly. Logan tightened his arms around me. I could feel him shaking. I couldn’t even speak. I just wanted to scream. I wanted to run away and hide. I didn’t want Alpha Nathan to find me. But what kind of Luna would I be if I ran and hid? “Is there anything else that I need to know?” I asked, my voice raspy. “Yes.” Anna nodded. Of course there was. “What?” I asked, trying to force myself to focus.

I declined the call. “Just answer that. He probably needs something from you.” Chris said “No. I know you’re just looking for ways to get rid of me and trying to avoid my questions, but that’s not happening. You’re going to answer me,” I snapped. Then, we heard footsteps coming from his bedroom. The naked girl from his bedroom, who is Lana, came walking out with no clothes. “Do you not like clothes? Are you allergic to them or something!?” I snapped at her when she came out displaying her tiny nude body

"Well, I'm already dressed so I guess I'll just go anyway.” “Run along,” she muttered, still squinting. I pulled out my earpiece from my pocket. "You know you could just wear your glasses." "And risk looking like a nerd? No thank you." "You are a nerd," I said, shaking my head. Lana had been through so much these past weeks and here she was reading like nothing had happened. She made it look easy and I got jealous sometimes. "I'm a pretty bitch," she announced, swaying her head proudly.

Lana I rolled myself under the sheets and pulled them up to my chin even though I wasn’t feeling cold. I felt warm, my limbs heavy and my mind entirely dazed but so very much awake. My thoughts filtered in and out from my purview and I groaned internally. You, Lana, just had sex with the Wolf King. And it was good. Like… really good. I pressed my face into the pillow for a second, feeling half mortified at myself for smiling like an idiot.

AUTHOR’S POV. Lana sat in her room casually going through a fashion magazine, unbothered about the celebration going on in the mansion. She hummed softly, sipping her wine as she flipped the pages, her toes shaking to the rhythm of her hum. She was in her own little heaven — quiet, peaceful, and inspiring evening. Until the door opened and someone walked in. She groaned, but her gaze remained on the magazine. “I didn't know lingerie was the new fashion for nine year old kids,” Mira sneered.

I stared down at Lana’s unconscious body, her legs were spread apart and the trousers were left in a puddle at her ankles, her pretty pink pussy peeked out towards me, all glistening with her juices and the lips swollen. In a world of flavorful food, she was an all you can eat buffet, she was like a ripe fruit—oranges—God, how I love oranges, Lana was so ripe that she juiced even more when I sucked. She tasted like earth, like rain, like something so natural, like the essence of my being—and right now, even though she is passed out what I want to do is to hoist her legs up and make her water again. I was thirsty for her. My dick reacted to the lewd thoughts, and they strained painfully in my