Lana Lang Nude Novels & Stories

“It’s already six-forty, we have to head out!” My pulse kicks up. Everything we’ve worked for, everything we’ve risked, it all begins tonight. Angelo claps me on the shoulder. “Ricardo, good luck with your own part of the plan.” “Same, brother.” Moments later, Lana emerges from the bathroom, with glowing skin, perfect hair, all while smelling like heaven itself. She looks fresh, clean, and fuckable. My holy grail. She walks past me with a smile that makes my heart flutter, and for the briefest second, I forget every scheme, every danger and every betrayal waiting around the corner.

Layla was truly a goddess. "Oh Fuck!! You look so hot mate.." he confessed his lips apart as he drooled at the sexy lingerie she was wearing. It was black with a net-like fabric, it only covered her breast area, down to her ass. But it did little or no justice in hiding her body. Layla blushed at Nolan's words. She had never heard him use such language before, and it made her feel a little bit shy. But at the same time, she was pleased to know that he found her attractive.

"My dear princess, I think you misunderstood me, I didn't say I couldn't contain myself, but you will be able to when you see me almost naked in our bed, when you feel the warmth of my body close to yours, I'm just saying that if at some point , you can't contain yourself you don't have to do, I can gladly satisfy you whenever you want me to." "Wow how generous of you, I'll keep that in mind, but you can sit tight , because I won't be seen begging you to touch me." "We'll see about that Gina."

André also nodded like he was in on it too and I couldn’t help but wonder what they wanted to show me or what it was about. I followed them, as she pushed open some glass doors and we walked into a huge garden. More like a field but still a beautiful garden. It was that beautiful. Suddenly, I started hearing whispers which made me stare at where they were coming from. It was like the voices of women, talking about something, in a quiet voice, in a language I couldn’t understand. “Luna!” I was plunged back to reality, I saw the four of them staring at me worried, my baby brother’s brown eyes being one of them which made me smile.

​I lowered my eyes slightly, focusing on keeping my steps steady, when a familiar, ringing laugh cut through the chatter near the grand staircase. ​"Well, well... this is an entirely unexpected sight." ​ ​I lifted my gaze. ​Standing near the base of the central marble staircase was Lady Tanya. ​She looked utterly, blindingly breathtaking. She was wrapped in a sweeping, custom-tailored gown of pristine white velvet, intricately embroidered with brilliant emerald stones that caught the morning sun like liquid fire. Her posture was flawless, her radiant beauty unquestionable—she looked every single inch the perfect, ideal future High Luna that the Twelve Kingdoms believed her to be.

But because of the wonderful feeling that the young man was giving her, she decided to just wait. She didn't want to interrupt the glorious sensation that she felt, even though she didn't admit it. She knew she was very eager to be with Andrew again in this kind of situation. "What are you going to do?" Lana's heart was filled with intense excitement when the young man started to get undressed right in front of her. Andrew didn't answer and just stared at her instead. Moments later, the man is completely naked. Lana quickly averted her eyes from the object between his thighs, even though she glanced at it and saw that it remained handsome even though it had been a few years since she last sa

She was the best and only mate I would have and no one else. As I finished my speech which was longer than anyone else. We were ready to bury her so she became one with the earth. But before we could do that, an unknown woman walked into the funeral room, “What are you guys doing?“ The woman asked in a confused tone. “Sorry, we are not seeing anyone today, we're having a funeral for the Luna.” A fellow warrior said. “Funeral?... for who?“ She questioned “Our Luna, Jackqualine Moon” Jacob answered.

Then, as she snaked her tongue up and down the cleft between them, she reached underneath and began pulling on Sandy's stiff nipples as her big natural jugs hung down. I glanced at Lana and saw that she had her finger going in and out of her pussy at a faster pace, now, and she had one finger of her other hand pressed between the puffy lips of her clamshell cunt, obviously rubbing the clit that was hidden from view. My cock did one of its throbs, and oozed another squirt of pre-cum from its hole. It might seem strange to think that I could get voyeuristic excitement from Lana, when she was right there next to me, but the fact that she had total focus on the TV and was completely ignoring me

When I step back into the bedroom, the light from the bathroom spills across the floor and there she is. Lana. Naked on my bed. Legs crossed at the ankle, propped on her elbows, tits on full display, nipples hard in the cool air. Hair spilling over one shoulder, eyes locked on me like she’s been waiting for this exact moment. She smiles slow. Wicked. “Miss me?”

If Nadia remembered it correctly, Lana's makeup and fashion style were rather unconventional. But the young woman in front of her had a simple, multicolored tank top and shorts on. She had gorgeous features and a fair complexion. She had no makeup on, but she still looked incredibly beautiful. Her elegance was unlike any other. She looked better than those superstars. How could such an angelic person be Lana? "Here, these are the clothes I changed out of," said Lana. Seeing that Nadia didn't seem to believe her, Lana had no choice but to prove her identity.