Lauren Daigle Nude Novels & Stories

Lauren’s voice boomed through the speakers, as laughter followed. Lauren waved nervously to the crowd, trying to calm the situation. “I’m being set up! We won’t let our enemy win!” She all but shouted through the mic. Amara smiled, the harder she tried the more stupid she was going to make her look. She pressed on a remote and a series of projected images suddenly appeared on the large screen behind Lauren — pictures of her at exclusive private events, suspiciously cozy with businessmen linked to scandals, and damning footage of a younger Lauren arguing with Amara’s father outside a hotel when Amara’s mother was still alive.

She acted like a little child as she jumped on the mattress, but she looked nothing like a child as her large breasts bounced up and down. She was completely naked, and Dale couldn’t help but admire her body. When she saw him staring, she got off the bed and walked over to him. “Would you like some fun?” she said. “As much as I appreciate your beauty, I’m very tired,” replied Dale. “What if I do this,” she said and then promptly turned into someone Dale recognized. He sat up, staring intently. She’d turned into a naked Brittany Spears. “When I read your mind earlier, I saw several women that you have the hots for,” she said as she suggestively held her breasts.

-I'm what, Lauren? Camila's hands snaked inside my sweatshirt, they were cold, making me shiver. Beneath that piece, I was only wearing a thin shirt. Her nails dragge on my stomach, going up towards my breasts. The Latina removed the thickest piece, and right after she removed the thinnest, leaving me naked from the waist up. I felt my body on fire, having the brunette almost completely naked on top of me was more than I could bear.

He could clearly see her nipples poking through the fabric. "Oh, don't be such a prude, Lauren! You want the bag, don't you? Do it, or forfeit." Lauren bit her lip, looking back and forth between the bag and her son, deciding what to do. Finally, she made her decision, blushing as she slowly untied her top, letting her perky breasts fall against her chest. Aaron gasped as her breasts fell into view. She got up, sliding her skirt down her waist, leaving her completely naked save for her tiny, lace panties and the face paint on her cheeks.

God, if only you weren't my daughter," Mom whispers. "Forget that..." Lauren begs. "We're just two women, hot for each other. Please!" Without waiting for a response, Lauren rolls her panties down her shapely legs and tosses them on the floor. With her eyes still locked on her mother, she sits up and pulls her dress over her head. Mom is staring at Lauren's neatly trimmed pussy as Lauren discards her bra and lies back on the bed, completely naked.

Renee reached behind her own back and unzipped her dress. Slowly. Let it slide off her shoulders and pool on the floor. She stood in a simple nude bra and underwear, nothing remarkable, just herself, and watched Dana’s eyes move over her with an attention that felt like hands before any hands were involved. “God,” Dana said quietly. “You’re beautiful.”

And then I’d remind her exactly who the master of this game was. “Baby… aren’t we done here?” I looked up. Lauren stood in the doorway of my study, completely naked, every curve on full display. That brunette body was smoking hot, full breasts, narrow waist, hips that swayed like she knew exactly what she was doing. This was what a real woman looked like. A real woman is supposed to be filled with adventure and fun. Not endless complaints or stubborn opinions or ..or pretending she was anything more than what I wanted her to be.

Darryl said as he took a slow step forward, but no one knew if he were smiling. Darryl snooped on Lauren while he spoke! Laura was regarded as a famous goddess throughout the Nine Mainland. She was dressed in a long fiery red gown with long hair scattered on both sides of her face. Her skin was as white as jade, and her features were exquisite. However, she looked a little weak. Darryl chuckled inwardly again. He was delighted while he admired her. 'That Ecstasy Poison is extremely beneficial. Laura would never have imagined that the method she used against Zoey would be used on herself.'

Damien just wraps his arms around me, “Sorry.” Any self-respecting woman would figure out the cold shoulder but then there are plenty of women who have such thick skin that hints bounce off of them, effortlessly. Lauren leans forward, revealing her ample bosom, and even I feel impressed at the sight of her breasts pushing against the top of her blouse, “Are you also interested in the Forest of Death? I’ve done extensive research on it. Jonas is going to photograph the place and I’m doing a segment on it. I’m so exhausted from all that.”

The next thing Calley heard was Nelly exclaiming: “Hey—oh my god! Why is there a nude painting of you up there?!” She laughed at Nelly’s reaction. Somehow, she’d expected this. “Do you like it?” Nelly instinctively stepped back and rubbed her arms as goosebumps ran down her skin. “Dear Lord, my hair’s standing! Caty, who the heck did you strip for to paint that?!” Nelly then turned to her with wide, almost tearful eyes. “Why would you pose naked for a painter? Does Ser Phill know about this? Why would you do this, Caty? He’d be devastated if he found out—”