Lele Pons Nude Novels & Stories

The nipples were pink and swollen. Lucien threw down his drink and walked up to us. His gaze darkened with a kind of hunger that sent cold shivers down my spine. “Phina…” he whispered. “Damn… look at dem tits.” He zip down his leather jacket. His abs are sexy with tattoos all over. Then he unbuckled his belt and slide down his Jeans. Lysander does the same and damn… they are now naked. Their cocks? No… those ain’t cocks, baby. Those are weapons. Hard. Thick. Veined. Leaking at the red, swollen tip like a fucking tease.

For a second, I can’t do anything but stare. They’re all standing together, their jeans pulled open just enough to free their c*cks, like it’s nothing. Groaning under my breath, I swipe to the next image. It’s Mason, sitting in a leather chair, his dark hair falling slightly into his face. He’s naked, leaning back, one hand wrapped around himself. The tattoos on his hand trail up to his arm, and when I look closer, I spot the metal piercing through the top of his c*ck.

They watched Athena as she made small talks with business tycoons. "Am I allowed to kill her?" Lisa holds the knife in her hand and watched Athena with pure hatred. "No need. I have already plan on how to kill her." Celestine was resting her head on the back of the chair with her eyes closed. She looked like a fairy. Her small baby bump was visible now. "What do you mean?" Now the trio on the table turned their attention to Celestine and eagerly waited for her answer. "Don't spoil the fun. Brad wait for my orders and when I asked you plug this USB with the projector." Celestine passed him the USB.

The Luna's sharp glare made me shut up and rearrange my thoughts. Looking down on my socked feet, I said, "I saw a guy and a girl naked...at La Stanza Nera." I didn't know why I added the last part. It was a dire mistake that would land me in trouble, no doubts. Oh, how I'd blown this up. How had gotten Mamma and I into trouble? "A naked guy, you say," the Luna sighed. "Describe him." What? I whipped my head at her. Her deadpanned expression pinched me harder. I pursed my lips. "Uhm...he, uh. He's uhm, dark-haired. Muscled, uhm...has a, uh, wolf tattoo on his arm."

Each and every rogue that tried to stop us ended up dead. Asher and Leon were so fucking pissed off that they killed other wolves before I could even realize what was going on. The narrow passage we were running through suddenly became a large concrete room. I was right. It was an underground structure. I looked around, searching for a door that would lead us further, when a loud whine coming from Leon froze my insides. My head snapped toward him. He was on the ground, whining and growling. He looked like he was seizing.

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Besides you lived and learned right? Amber and Leo didn’t actually go into the pool nude though. It was a beautiful pool in a room of glass with a ceiling that resembled the sky. The chef didn’t actually own any speedos, but he still looked pretty appealing in a pair of tight trunks with sharks on them. Amber decided to wear a two piece while she could still pull it off, choosing a simple black one with a golden clasp that held her titties in place, and bottoms you tied on the sides. Leo liked it very much and was very appreciative of her choice. And more than once the naughty chef untied a string.

Sarah and Rena Gasped. “Excuse me Luna but could you remove your bottoms as well. It seems It extends lower than your waist.” I took off my pants. Fully nude in front of them felt somewhat uncomfortable knowing my scars were in full view. She took a picture for me and told me that I could dress. She handed me my phone and I was shocked.

She had learned well from Asher. “I’ll make sure everyone knows what you really are! You and your father are the same! Both of you are disgraceful, and—” “And this isn’t disgraceful?” Liz raised her phone again, showing an image on the screen. Lana gasped and covered her mouth. Liz was showing a photo of herself—completely nude. It wasn’t fake; Lana recognized the pose and the background. It was definitely her, but that picture was never supposed to be seen. It was stored safely on her phone.

"If you don't want to take your panties off, just slide them to the side," Lee whispered as he pointed his new camera between my trembling spread thighs. "Only if you promise not to show anyone," I giggled. I was tipsy, high and horny. "I promise, babe, but how are you going to be a porno model if no one looks at your gash? You're gorgeous, you're like a glamour model, I told you, now pull this pussy wide open," Lee said as he reached out and pulled my panties to the side.