Lindsey Downs Nude Novels & Stories

"Yes, Domina." I took the strapless and washed it in the sink. I heard Shasta cumming again. Rhonda was a good slave. I put everything away and went and sat on the bed. Lisa was finishing with Sean's cock. Her rectum was primarily closed again. It didn't take long once the fucking was over. I took the camera and sent several pictures of us getting fucked; me in the cunt and Lisa in the ass. I didn't send any pictures inadvertently showing Shasta. It wasn't my place. "Damn, you right. This slave is better than you," Shasta moaned, cumming again.

One was an angel, and the other was the evil twin. She just finished dancing. Her denim ripped short pulled up, showing the viewers of her long shaped legs and a piece of gorgeous round arse. She sat back in front of the screen, making her warm and seductive eyes shone on the camera. I was one hundred percent it was Westley. Her hair right now was a wig. It didn’t look lively on the screen. She was using contact lenses, and this time, it was gray. Sindy Kate was typing an answer to her viewers.

the bodyguard said, rubbing the back of his head in shame. "Search for Lindsey Jones," Marty said. The guard took out his smartphone and hastily typed in the search bar, Lindsey Jones and there were thousands of pictures that showed up. She is a socialite and would naturally have thousands of her photos over the internet. "Is she the one, sir?" Marty looked at the photo shown to him and nodded, "She is," he said and opened Christine's suite. "Don't lower your guard," Marty said to the remaining guards. Marty slipped under the duvet and took Christine in his arms.

Beautiful in his brokenness. Liana climbed onto the bed carefully, positioning herself beside him. She pressed her body against his side, resting her head on his bare chest. She took the first photo. It was intimate, compromising. Her hand on his stomach. Her lips brushing his neck. Another where she was almost straddling him, her short black dress riding up her thighs. Each click sent a thrill through her veins. She took dozens of photos from different angles, making sure they looked as damning as possible. Then she selected the best ones and sent them to Noelle’s number with a simple, cruel caption:

As one tangled mass of bodies and roaming hands, we slip into the library, heading straight for the large leather chairs. At the edge of the chair, Nina drops to her knees first, her shirt riding up to reveal her smooth thighs. She eagerly pulls my pants down, freeing my cock with hungry determination. Lisa slips her own shirt off, dropping it to the floor, and whispers to me, "Fuck me first, but save it for Nina."

Ten of them. All naked. Nude. Bare. Stripped. I don't even bother reading the message. Instead, I set my phone down and focus on my laptop, pulling up the photos in full screen. I lean closer. I can’t believe it. She’s fucking incredible. The girl’s body is absolutely stunning; her breasts are perky and her pussy is perfectly shaven. My arousal increases as I imagine having her nipples in my mouth. My cock is painfully erect, just at the thought of it.

she asked. I gestured toward them. “Why don’t we all get a little more comfortable,” I said. Linda stood up first. Without hesitation, she pulled off her skirt and tank top. She wasn’t wearing anything underneath. Cindy followed, removing her shorts and T-shirt. She wasn’t wearing underwear either. I stood up and dropped my jeans. My semi-erect cøck sprang free. Cindy’s eyes widened. “Oh my God, look at that fûcking cøck!” she said.

Nadine complied, looking down, her face flushed with embarrassment as she suppressed her shyness. Brian savored the enchanting view before him with amazement. Now, Nadine was clad in only a camisole and a black lace bra. Brian's gaze shifted downward to Nadine's chest, which appeared full and seemed to be partly exposed. "Perhaps tonight?" Brian inquired in a husky voice. His gaze then shifted to Nadine's downcast face, as he gently lifted her chin with his fingertips.

It's been too long since we shared that moment together in the shower, and I need her desperately. Lydia lies down on the ground, and her perfect breasts look enticing with her erect nipples. I join her, and her breath hitches as I suck on one of her nipples, cupping the other breast. The midday sun heats my back, but I don’t care. I kiss my way down Lydia’s torso until I’m between her legs, tugging her panties off and discarding them.

They stood quickly and faced him. Lori was only wearing the robe but Lisa was fully dressed. He looked her up and down and saw her blush. "Get undressed." Her eyes snapped to his then glanced over to her sister. "Now." Lisa's blush got deeper but she quickly pulled her sweater and shirt off. Her yoga pants were already around her ankles so she kicked them off then her socks. Soon she was just standing in her bra and panties. "I said undress." Ben said looking at her underwear. Lisa's eye widened. She reached around and undid her bra then pushed her panties down. She was deeply embarrassed at being the only one naked but her pussy was dripping and he saw the lips were glistening.