Lauren Jauregui Nude Novels & Stories

Her thighs clamped around his ears, body jerking as she came with a choked curse, flooding his tongue and chin with a hot gush that ran down his neck and soaked the collar of his hoodie. She didn’t dismount right away. She stayed seated, grinding slow lazy circles through the aftershocks, painting his face until every inch glistened. Finally she lifted off, legs trembling. Jaden gasped for air, lips swollen and shining, eyes glassy with lust and oxygen deprivation. Lauren was already climbing into the back, shedding her duty belt with a clatter of gear hitting the floorboard. She didn’t bother taking her pants all the way off, just shoved them past her hips, straddled his face reverse so her

My jaw dropped. Zara was on her bed, completely naked, her pale skin glistening with a light sheen of sweat under the soft glow of ring lights set up around the room. Multiple cameras were positioned strategically—one on a tripod facing the bed, another on her desk capturing a side angle, and her laptop screen showing a live feed. She was arched back against plush pillows, legs spread wide, one hand between her thighs moving rhythmically with a massive vibrating dildo, the other pinching and twisting her swollen nipples hard enough to leave red marks. Her eyes were half-closed in ecstasy, lips parted as she gasped and whimpered like a bitch in heat.

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.

"don't touch." He took his hand back, worry written all over his face. "I'll make them save you, Blair." "Blair is gone, Blair is gone, no more Blair." Jack sat there thinking for a second, staring deep into my eyes, searching for answers to help them. "Luna Wicken, you are strong stronger than any other magical creature. The stroys tell the tale of how you are worshipped and feared by all. Make those stroys true and fight" he put his hand on my knee.

" said Lauren. She was dressed in shorts and a loose fitting halter top. Her breasts were 32B in size. She bent forward in front of James and the others as she handed them their drinks. She knew they could see down her top and wanted to see how they would react. This gave them a quick preview of what they were going to see and feel a little later. The conversation slowed down and the drinks were nearly gone. Someone had to make the first move. Lauren nervously stood up, "Well, we all know what is going to happen, so let's go to the bedroom."

Hearing his words Lauren’s eyes went wide but she pushed the surprise back on her mind and approached Jace. “When you have such an irresistible thing, who can ignore you.” Jace laughed, throwing his head back while leaning on his hands on the bed. “Then why don't you come and worship it.” Jace said and Lauren smirked at him. Before Lauren could take one more step towards him he stopped her and ordered her dommeeningly. “Strip. And let me have a look at your beautiful body. I can see your sparky nipples from here. That means you are wearing nothing under that silk robe of yours.” Lauren smirked smugly and held the knot of her robe.

The thin triangles of fabric stretched tight over her full chest, the soft, pale flesh spilling generously over the edges. She lay on her back on a bright blue towel, completely relaxed, wearing large dark sunglasses that hid her eyes. Her skin already had a light sheen of sweat from the heat. Lauren didn’t seem to notice, or care about the attention. She simply enjoyed the warmth on her body, arms resting at her sides, legs slightly apart. But the men around her definitely noticed. Groups of guys pretending to talk with their friends kept stealing glances. Some stopped mid-sentence when she shifted slightly, her massive breasts jiggling with the small movement.

Lauren Miller was a goddess. My already erected dick sprang to life at the sight of Lauren's half naked body and i did not waste time in pulling down my pajamas trouser and underwear. My erected shaft bounced out of it's cage. Seeing that I was totally naked already, Lauren too began to pull off her underwear. The bra went first, then the G-string went second.

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. The men immediately stared at Lauren's tits, obviously enjoying the view. Aaron blatantly ogled his mother's breasts, now completely hard under his suit. They were perfectly sized, big enough to be cupped but not too big for her frame. She had cute, perky nipples that just begged to be sucked on. Aaron's mouth watered at the thought of fucking his mother's tight ass from behind while he groped her tits. He could only view her with lust now. Lauren sat down, blushing as she realized everyone was staring at her. Her panties hardly covered her round ass, a

Gold was in her own room, probably reading and trying to study about the expedition not wanting to be distracted from work, which she didn't expect to be any different from what Lauren would do. Just one long look over her shoulder to see if anyone would see her and she walked into the room she wanted, as she had done silently some time ago. And like the first time he saw the Colombian American lying on his bed, this time she wasn't sleeping or had her eyes closed, but was concentrated on her notebook, glasses curved over her nose, her shirt rolled up to her elbows and the buttons open to her belly, showing off her black bra, the exposure was complemented by the hair pinned to the top of her