Livvy Dunne Nud Novels & Stories

Chance yells from a few feet away. Damn shifter hearing! Livia blushes and buries her face in my neck. “Is everyone always so…” she trails off. I scoff. “Aren’t demons like way worse,” I ask. She pulls back. “I guess some are, privately. Not so much in public, or maybe it’s just the ones I hang around,” she laughs. “It’s just the ones you hang around,” Susie adds, winking and waving good-bye. “Thank you everyone, good night,” I yell, turning toward the house with my wife.

My need pressed against my skin and my lungs that my breath became uneven. Heat spread through me, low and slow, settling deep between my thighs. I clenched and unclenched my fists slowly , breathing in slowly to get myself back, my wolf was already scratching to be let out, I haven't had sex since I came here , my hands were the only thing that gave me pleasure. I swallowed hard and opened my eyes slightly.

The door slammed shut behind the girl who dropped the bomb. The Reaper. An anonymous account. A voyeur. A digital stalker. And now, apparently… a campus celebrity. I sat motionless in the middle of the bed, hair tousled, lips swollen, legs still trembling from half finished pleasure. My brain buzzed like static. “Did she say… people rated us?” Liv’s eyes were wide as saucers. “Like a live streamed sex dungeon, except we didn’t sign up for it.”

Shaking her head in disbelief, Jordane squeezed her friend’s hand lightly before pressing her lips to her ears. “Do you plan to get laid tonight?” Livvy chuckled, her silent laughter reverberating in their small corner. “You should get laid, Jadie,” Livvy whispered back. “At least if we don’t find our mate, we still have fun and gain experience.” Jordane felt her cheeks flush. “Come on!” Livvy tugged on Jordane’s hand. However, the latter stood frozen in place. She was gazing at the darkness that stretched beyond the trees in front of her. It must have been a trick of her mind, but Jordane’s insides began to turn mushy.

The shadow of the petrifying demon moved towards its painting, the painting of the Nun. “Lilly?” Ronny whispered. “Yeah?” I answered without taking my eyes off the screen. “Can I hold your hand?” I looked at him, disappointed, but reluctantly gave him my hand. He grasped it as if his life depended on it. Idiot! The demon shadow was now directly behind the Nun’s painting. Lifeless fingers came in view, holding the painting. And then…a loud scream and… “I am never watching horror movies again” declared Livy.

He grabbed a suitcase filled with clothes and put it into the room. Livi explored the large apartment and looked complete; she found a gym near the balcony, and Livi decided to exercise that afternoon. His tired body rested on the couch until he realized the day had turned dark. "You're like a parasite, always wanting to stick to me!" Darren's voice woke Livina up. He smiled, but Darren didn't. "Is this what you can? Follow me wherever I go?" Darren seemed to be holding back his voice from rising, despite his red face.

That allowed me to watch her under the radar, so to speak. Livvy stepped closer to my bed and then, much to my surprised delight, she began to strip right before my eyes. She started with her shorts, shimmying them down her legs and lifting her feet out of them. Next came her top, which nearly made my eyes bulge out of my head. As she lowered her arms, I found myself staring at her perfect, teenage tits once more. They were just so deliciously plump and perfect. They jiggled as she bent over again and slowly slid her panties down her legs. I held my breath as she straightened. My daughter was standing completely naked right next to my bed. It was too dark to see her pussy very well, though.

That allowed me to watch her under the radar, so to speak. Livvy stepped closer to my bed and then, much to my surprised delight, she began to strip right before my eyes. She started with her shorts, shimmying them down her legs and lifting her feet out of them. Next came her top, which nearly made my eyes bulge out of my head. As she lowered her arms, I found myself staring at her perfect, teenage tits once more. They were just so deliciously plump and perfect. They jiggled as she bent over again and slowly slid her panties down her legs. I held my breath as she straightened. My daughter was standing completely naked right next to my bed. It was too dark to see her pussy very well, though.

“You’ve gone pale. What’s wrong?” “Nothing. This estate is just… boring. Blood everywhere, nothing else. We should go out. Anything trending?” Avery forced a faint smile. Lisa perked up instantly. “Finally, that’s more like it! Dune: Part Two is still breaking box offices at the cinema. Chris Brown is hosting a show next week, and there’s this new Korean recipe going viral online. Oh! And Jack Miller’s hosting a live show in New York.” She rattled off like an unstoppable machine.

I murmur. If a stranger painted my silhouette, semi naked, no facial features, just m hands playing with my body in what was supposed to be a private moment, I would call the cops. “This is perfect! I absolutely love it! You captured me in a way I never knew I wanted to be captured.” I stare at her in disbelief, what kind of person was she? I am genuinely worried and curious about her. “Do you say that when all the creeps in the neighborhood show you their creepy shrine of you?”