Lois Nettleton Nude Novels & Stories

I need this to take the edge off. Elsie is sprawled out on the bed, her hair fanned over the pillows, her legs are spread wide open, her dress discarded on the floor. She is wearing only a sheer, white lace balcony bra which her breasts are threatening to spill out of and the tiniest lacy thong I have ever seen. The heels are still on. Jonathan is stripping off his shirt, exposing abs on abs, he is rockhard. The muscles on his back flex and ripple as he pulls the shirt down and throws it on the floor then begins to unbutton his denims and moves them down his muscular legs, with his boxer shorts.

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.

It’ll work. — No, not enough, find me a woman in the same cell, I want an enraged one. A desperate one. Someone who has nothing left. Promise her that I will pay her debts. That she can have fun. Unleash herself. That she can make her swallow every word, every breath. — Got it, you want a hungry hyena. I can do that. — And I want the photo. Send it to me as soon as it's done. — Received.

Natalie Natalie kept lying there, naked, well-fucked, and humiliated. It was humiliation, to be tied to one’s bed without a thread of cloth on one’s body. She tried to free herself but then realized that there was no point, tugging on handcuffs.

They were standing, holding drinks in their hands, looking like they were at a party. The next photo showed the blonde woman sitting on a couch. This time she was naked, her legs spread, and her pussy was shaved like it said in the ad. The third photo showed Greg. He was sitting on a deck chair by a swimming pool, naked as well, his erect cock flat against his belly.

The voice of my conscience chuckled inside my head, and then it buzzed, 'I wonder what Zach would do if he found out you were naked in the presence of his father and other handful of males! Hell no, I would melt just from his dark glare. "N-no, there's no need for it, ma'am." I insisted but the other girls already had my hands raised up. My nipples hardened instantaneously as cool air wrapped around my body. I closed my thighs together as my lungs turned stone-hard still, not sucking oxygen in. I was completely naked with the men turning the other side. Luna Natalie quickly slipped the gown on and let it drop to my feet on the bed. It was a perfect fit, and from how it clung to my skin, I ca

Too enthusiastic. Beth looked at the statue that was hanging right in front of her. The model is wearing lingerie made of net, fishnet... People call it. But in the intimate part is open. "Then what is the function of wearing this? If the intimate part is exposed and the other part is perforated?" Beth thought to herself. She didn't dare walk near the clothes, afraid that Logan would also be attracted. Logan walked over to Beth with his biggest smile. "Are you done?" Beth asked.

Even when she came face to face with her worst nightmare just as she reached the revolving doors. Lola Thornton looked infuriatingly stunning in her nude-coloured athleisure two-piece and matching sneakers, her fiery hair pulled up in a chic high bun. Holly would have fangirled all over her outfit if they were still friends. Lola always knew how to effortlessly pull off the casual look. But they were not friends and hadn't been for some time. "Holly," Lola said, her voice dripping with feigned warmth. "I'm so glad to see you out and about. I was so worried—"

Long ears peeking from her hair. Her perfectly manicured nails trailed on his pitch dark tux. His eyes followed the trail of her painted red nails. "I heard that you are new here, is it true?" She purred, trailing her nail on his tux, closer to his neck. He scanned her black clothing. A net designed dress, that allowed all of her assets out on view. Her breasts clad in a lacy black bra were visible from her netty dress. Her equally lacy underwear were out on display, courtesy of her netty dress.