Lavender Mulder Nude Novels & Stories

Arousal rushed through Belinda—arousal and anticipation. Her hands moving quickly, she pulled her sweater over her head and pushed down her jeans. Draven watched as she unhooked her bra and took off her panties, taking in her full brown-tipped breasts and her perfectly rounded hips. Now completely nude, Belinda lay her stomach on the desk, her feet on the floor and her ass pointed upward. Her face was only a few inches from Draven's chest. Looking up, she gazed into his smothering dark eyes.

“Lavender.” Malric nodded. Luna smelled it too now, faint beneath the cold air—an almost pleasant scent that felt terribly out of place in a facility built around generations of experiments. “What does lavender mean?” Darius asked. Eliane looked down the corridor. “They burned it before putting us to sleep.” Malric’s fingers tightened around the wooden wolf Eliane had given back to him. “They told us it would help us dream.” “Did it?” “No.” The answer cut the conversation short.

‘Oh my fucking Lord!’ Lavender exclaimed in her head. He hadn't changed a bit. She could see that he was visibly thinner and with a couple of early gray strands to his beautiful creamy blonde hair, but his face remained the same. Lavender thought he was still handsome, still breathtakingly and abso-fucking-lutely gorgeous. She thought she was over it, but his handsome face always brought tears to her eyes and it did at that moment. To Lavender, he was just too beautiful and it pissed her off to know that his beauty still affected her.

She was a drooling, sobbing, twitching mess — mascara ruined, belly swollen, holes gaping and leaking. “Beg for their cum,” Damien ordered, holding her hair while Marcus pounded her from behind. “Please… please cum on me,” Raven sobbed brokenly. “I’m just a worthless shared whore… Cover your pregnant stepsister… use me…” Marcus pulled out and exploded across her face and tits, thick ropes of hot cum painting her skin. Damien followed, pumping the last of his load deep into her ass before pulling out and adding to the mess on her body. Lana was made to lick most of it off Raven’s tits and feed it to her in messy, cum-filled kisses.

She called flaunting her hair and Shivani stood attention bowing her head. "Yes Luna" She answered with a gulp. "Get me the best wine of the castle, today is my day of jubilation" She said and Shivani blinked. "Y.. Y.. yes Luna" She stammered and ran out. Melantha laughed and walked to the mirror. She stood in front of it, she slowly unstrapped her blue lacy gown that exposed her thighs. She got rid of the underwear standing naked. She felt her nipples and and ass. She trailed her fingers to her pus**y and she moaned as she felt her own wetness.

The red lighting bathes everything in a sinful glow. And the bed isn’t empty. A young, beautiful woman sits cross-legged, naked, fingers teasing through her hair. “Took you long enough, Viper. Don’t tell me you almost forgot our appointment.” She murmurs, softly and playfully. I pause. Oh… she’s the client from LA Luca mentioned. “My apologies, Matilda,” Nico says beside me. His hands move to unbutton his suit jacket and inner shirt, revealing the sprawling tattoos across his chest and arms.

The same black silhouette makes its way down through the grey, brown walls walking to the room at the farthest right corner. Wood creeks open, the moon casting its silver over the person sitting in the middle. The wine glass shines with clear liquid, as the stench of lavender and lilies fills the room rendering anyone heady. “What’s the news?”, the person in the middle croons, tapping their pinky nail on the glass. A naked body lies beside, covered with whip marks, tied with leather straps to the bedframe, almost lifeless on the sheets. “No… No news. They were just talking about Evander, and strolling around on the grounds”, the man in the black whispers, bowing his head.

Lauren closed the laptop, he couldn't sleep through the night, he was watching Mandy's nude, he watched the video over and over again till it was early hours of the morning "Your curves are perfect." He is talking to her nude video. "I wonder if I could ever get to see the real stuff." "Get to see which real stuff?" Larry's voice came from behind him, he jerked in fear, closing the video in a hurry. "Larry, stop creeping on me."

He told himself he was just curious. The door to the women’s locker room was slightly ajar. He pushed it open. Raven stood under the shower spray, completely naked. Water cascaded over her toned body, tracing every line of muscle and curve. Her breasts were full and heavy, nipples dark and tight from the cool water. Tattoos snaked across her ribs and down her strong thighs. She had a fresh split lip and a bruise forming on her cheekbone, but she looked more alive than any woman Lucas had ever seen.

Lila moaned loudly into her mouth. “I need more,” Raven said desperately. “I can’t get enough of you.” Lila pulled at Raven’s shorts. “Take these off. I want to feel all of you.” They quickly removed the last pieces of clothing. Naked skin pressed against naked skin. Raven’s breasts rubbed against Lila’s. Their hard nipples brushed together with every movement. Raven ground her wet pussy down against Lila’s thigh, leaving a slippery trail. “You are so wet,” Lila moaned. “I can feel how much you want me.”