Lara Wilson Nude Novels & Stories

I had never seen anything like it. "what happening?" Eve asked. We all ignored her question. We wouldn't have been able to answer it even if we wanted to. Luna's body continued to glow, the light surrounding her becoming brighter and brighter. Everyone in the room stood in awe as we watched Luna's body hover there. And then, just as suddenly as it had started, the light surrounding Luna faded away, her body slowly lowering itself to the ground. Standing there, looking down at her, I noticed that her wound was now gone, and the colour was back on her face. Her chest slowly rose up and down as she breathed again. Kneeling down, I placed my hand on her cheek, wiping away the single tear that ro

"I swear, she was just disturbing me for the past two days. Asking questions about you... And all I could think about was that video that Sara showed me..." "Video?" I stopped him immediately. "What video?" He looked startled as if he had leaked something he wasn't supposed to. "Well... It's not much, but..." He was stuttering, trying to find the right words to convey his feelings. "That night that you saved Mrs. Lyla... Well... Someone took a video of both of you going to your car. And it was like you bent down to peck her forehead." I felt slightly unsettled that someone was watching my movements, and this felt even more dangerous than before. If those videos got into the wrong hands... Fu

“Whatever you three have been planning since we left the dock.” The third one. Lara, she hadn’t spoken a word yet. She was sitting with her knees pulled up, arms wrapped around them, looking at me with those big dark eyes. Her skin was golden from the sun, and she was completely naked already, like she’d decided clothes were pointless hours ago. I laid down so I was level with them. Close enough to smell the coconut sunscreen and the wine on their breath. “So,” I said quietly, “you gonna keep me standing here all night, or…?”

Lara breathed against Sienna’s mouth. Sienna pushed her backward until the backs of Lara’s knees hit the edge of the bed. The robe fell to the floor in a pale puddle. Lara stood naked, chest rising fast, dark hair spilling over her shoulders, pussy already glistening in the low light. Sienna stared like she was starving. “Lie down,” Sienna ordered.

Always her. In the bathroom, I stared at my reflection in the mirror. My eyes were sunken, surrounded by dark circles. My unshaven beard. My shirt still wet from the rain and… from her. My phone vibrated again. This time, it was a message from Lara: a photo of her lying on the motel bed, naked, with her legs spread. The pink pussy was swollen and red, marked by me. The caption said: “I’ll be waiting. Bring the whip.”

He couldn’t wait to see what she did in the privacy of her own room. The next morning, Nate woke up early and rushed to his computer to watch the footage from the night before. As he hit play, he saw Lila enter the room, wearing a silky robe that clung to her curves. She walked over to her dresser and began to undress, revealing her perfect breasts and toned stomach.

She yearned to prolong the tender connection, the lingering scent of his skin a comforting presence. Lara gracefully adorned herself with black lace lingerie. She slipped on her bra with practised ease, the straps settling perfectly. Her perky breasts, flat stomach, and toned legs were on full display. Her gaze met Roberts's in the mirror, a silent acknowledgement of their intimacy. Lara wore a sheer lace gown that highlighted her slender figure and curves. Its plunging neckline and long sleeves added elegance. With flowing hair and a subtle smile, she radiated confidence and allure. The lingerie beneath enhanced the seductive look, as the shimmering fabric accentuated her form with every mo

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.

She leaned over and asked, "Mister, if you feel that it's unfair, why don't I give you one of my nudes?" Ambrose was tempted, but he felt baffled, too. "No way. What if someone else sees it?" Larissa made a face. "Forget it, then." Ambrose saw the scheming gaze in her eyes and changed his mind. "Why don't you take some nudes but delete them after? That way, nobody would see them." Ambrose held her chin and said, "I enjoy the photography process." Larissa was shocked! She silently cursed. Ambrose was being shameless, so she lost.

"Yes, I'm very sure. Now go fuck them." Lara let out a whistle at what she heard, then bit her lip as she walked up to Noah and grabbed him by the collar of his shirt. She moved like she was dancing to music only she could hear, swaying smoothly as she slowly unbuttoned the long-sleeved polo he was wearing. Meanwhile, Dana positioned herself behind Noah and kissed his nape, pressing her full breasts—already spilling out of the low neckline of her black minidress—against his back.