Liv Sage Nude Novels & Stories

Crowd chanted perfect: “FUCK! FIGHT! FUCK! FIGHT! FUCK! FIGHT!” I stood right at the fence—Nikon Z9, long fast lens, shutter going like a gun, sweat down my back, nipples hard from the raw feel. I’m Riven Kane—28, used to write about bikes, now shoot secret nights for cash, always after the shot that could kill me or make me rich. That’s when I saw her. Lourdes “Lula” Reyes—24, dirty white tank stuck to perfect tits, tiny jean shorts so short the pockets showed more, long legs, black hair messy on top.

After washing the cum off our faces, Lisa said, "Master, we wish you to have a seat in your lounger, and we'll all take off our clothes at once." We led him to his chair and stood in front of it. All we had on were simple dresses, though mine was a fat maternity dress. All we had to do was lift them over our heads and we'd be naked. We grabbed the hems and on a signal from Rhonda, lifted them up and off. We went into Display position, our legs spread and cunts visible for our Master. The two tattoos were the most visible off the bat and he noticed those first, but the gold posts in Rhonda's nipples soon caught his eye as well. Then he noticed Lisa was pierced too.

“There are earlier posts discrediting your achievements. But since your achievements came from legit department bodies, whoever this is, they resorted to posting your nudes instead.” Even though I don’t flex those awards, I still make an effort to win them for money. Annoyed, I say, “That’s not even my body.” And then, images of Hilda being screwed by Mark appear in my mind—her heaving chest, his butt tightly grasped by him, and her skin tone—it all matches. “Show me that page again,” I order Lukas. “I thought it was taking away your appetite for food,” he responds, but he takes his phone and shows it to me anyway.

"Whatever you want, Troy, but I'm asking you to do everything you want. I want everything you want. You won't make me say everything I want you to do to me, will you?" "You go girl!" "I think I can be gentle and not hurt your leg." "Then somebody needs to take my pants and your shorts off," Lisa giggled and lifted her shirt up and off. "I'm not doing it half dressed like a highschooler in the backseat of a car." "Holy crap, Leese, your breasts are even more amazing in real life," Troy moaned and stared. "Forget 'more than a mouthful is a waste'." "You like my girls? They really want to find out how much you can get in your mouth, but we're not naked yet."

I gave Lisa a signal and we both pushed the door wide open until we could no longer hear their voices. Leaping out of their mattresses, Allegra and Lucius gasped. Indeed, their beds, since the room included two beds, which required an e xplanation. In their respective beds, they were both lying down. Lucius, still in astonishment, was the center of my attention. "Amazing! His nude chest " Lisa stared at Lucius's torso in shock. "Ava?" I received a call from Lucius. "What the fuck is going on here?”

I ran back to the library to my uncle Harry's computer. The first one I insert in the DVD drive is labeled NST01. There is also an NST02, NST03 and NST04. The computer is in auto-play mode and it mounts the DVD. There is an MS-Word file, an mpeg video file and a folder full of jpeg files. I open the jpegs first because I want to see if they are pictures of Nicole. They aren't. They are pictures of an older woman about my mom's age. The pictures show her in various stages of undress, then various nude poses; bent over, legs spread, masturbating and some close ups of her erect nipples and wet pussy lips. She's a very attractive woman and my cock is responding, especially to the one with her le

Loren changed her pink dress into a mini, comfortable casual gown while Caleb's shirts were off, he put on only his jogger pants. Caleb laid on his back, on the bed, cupping Loren with the crook of his elbow while she showed him the most recent nude photos she took before leaving America. The photos were mind blowing, as usual. When they were countries apart, Loren never failed to send Caleb her nudes at least, thrice weekly. But now they were together and Caleb's heart raced with the anticipation of seeing the nudes in real life. "You're hot as always, Loren." Caleb turned his face to Loren. They laid side-by-side, facing each other. Loren put her phone away, her gaze intent in his eyes.

“Yes, I think that can really help revive my career and turn me into a voice for body positivity.” Hugh had done nudes long ago but the last time he did it, he had sex with the model. But now that he’s far from being that trigger-happy over women, he immediately thought of the business consequences if he jumps into the idea. He also didn’t see that Margie’s doing it as a ploy to lure him, being a single mom obviously eyeing for that true love. There was an air of professionalism in the way they talked and Margie’s exposed enough in matters of undressing that she spoke about it without tension in her voice.

"Am I ever glad I stayed." I had to agree. I'd never seen Lisa naked before, just in a bikini when she was swimming at our pool. She had nice firm B to C size cups and right now her nipples were hard. Jerry was staring hard. He had a chance to fuck her, then get sucked off by my wife. Seeing his hesitation, Lisa shed the skirt as well, standing there naked in front of all of us. Her pubic hair was trimmed to a small landing strip and I didn't see more than an ounce of fat anywhere on her. "Fuck it," Jerry said. "I'm all in. 323 dollars. That's all I've got."

The Perfect Cóck Sucker. (1) Yesterday, Lisa had been a suburban wife and mom who drove a minivan. She was in a somewhat boring but secure and monogamous marriage. Today, she was naked, on her knees, and surrounded by cocks. Lisa was 32 years old and had an angelic face. Her long dark curls cascaded to the middle of her back. She was five-foot-four and weighed no more than 125 pounds. She had a tiny waist and big bóóbs. Despite the size of her bouncy tîts, her hourglass figure had even more sand at the bottom. Lisa could affectionately be referred to as a PAWG—Phat Ass White Girl.