Lola Vice Nude Novels & Stories

The red silk sighed as it slid from her shoulders, down her arms, and pooled around her waist on the cushion. She wasn't wearing a bra. Her full breasts were exposed to the firelight and the eleven pairs of eyes watching her. She wriggled her hips, and the dress fell completely, leaving her in only a tiny black thong. A collective intake of breath from the women. A low, appreciative hum from the men. “Beautiful,” William murmured, taking a sip of his whiskey. Lola sat half-naked, her arms crossed over her chest, feeling more exposed than she ever had in her life. And yet, a strange heat was spreading through her, a mix of shame and illicit excitement.

Lola said again amidst another smooth chain of velvety laughter. Noah stopped on his track upon hearing her words. “Josh??.. she was up early to talk and laugh with Josh!.” He thought as his face darkened. Lola, who was putting on white shorts and a nude top with her red hair packed up in a bun was in a great mood and had no idea that Noah was now in the same room with her. Noah was usually up earlier than her.. and would be at the gym by this time of the morning, hence she freely picked up the video call in the living area when Josh’s call came in.

My jaw dropped. Zara was on her bed, completely naked, her pale skin glistening with a light sheen of sweat under the soft glow of ring lights set up around the room. Multiple cameras were positioned strategically—one on a tripod facing the bed, another on her desk capturing a side angle, and her laptop screen showing a live feed. She was arched back against plush pillows, legs spread wide, one hand between her thighs moving rhythmically with a massive vibrating dildo, the other pinching and twisting her swollen nipples hard enough to leave red marks. Her eyes were half-closed in ecstasy, lips parted as she gasped and whimpered like a bitch in heat.

I wear a demure floor-length flower dress with cap sleeves a sweetheart neckline and long silt exposing one oiled thigh, sitting on the blanket spread out on the floor. Niko sits behind me in a simple white shirt and black pants, the shirt is only burned up halfway revealing his chest, his position relaxed, his feet bare. He did glare at the make-up artist when she came close to him with her bottle of coconut oil indicating at his chest making the poor girl quake in her heels. “Looking into each other’s eyes, Yes! Like so,” the cameraman directs the camera clicking. “Niko places a hand on Lola’s belly, per-fect” is followed by more flashes and clicking.

The kicks could break stone and their punches would kill a human on the spot if ever they were ever unfortunate enough to experience one. “What’s this? Is the faux Luna stopping by to see the people train in case her humanly weak life needs to be protected?” Lola turned around. The amber-colored hair was strapped in a high-tight ponytail on the top of her head and her hands were placed softly on her hips. Her sleek figure was model-like, just like most of the girls here. Sleek and fit, all muscle. The leather uniform hugged her body and she sneered as she looked Lola up and down.

"Excellent. Then let's see what we're working with. There's a changing screen in the corner...you can undress behind it, then step out so we can assess your form." Luna moved behind the screen and removed her clothes...jeans, tank top, bra, panties. She took a deep breath and stepped out completely naked. Six pairs of eyes fixed on her body. "Stunning," Marcus murmured, circling her slowly. "The proportions are perfect. Look at these curves—the way her waist dips, the flare of her hips." David raised his camera and started shooting. "Turn slowly. Let me see all angles." Luna turned, feeling more exposed than she'd ever felt during modeling sessions. These men weren't just looking...they were

"Please. I'll show you my pussy." "Stop it, Linda. You'remy sister. I don't want to see you naked." "I don't believe you," she replied. "You're a guy. Of course you want to see my pussy." Linda stepped out of her shorts and panties and stood in front of him naked. She wasn't much to look at fully clothed. She wore thick glasses and her body was a little on the chunky side. Naked was another matter. Her tits were spectacular and her bald pussy puffed out invitingly from between her thighs. Pinks folds peeked out from the dark gash down the middle. Her swollen clit was visible at the top of her slit.

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.

Tyler’s POV I opened the door to our room upstairs, and what I saw shocked me. Lola was staring into the TV screen, watching a p**n movie. She was completely naked, fondling her breasts and fingering her private part by herself. I opened my eyes widely at the sight before me. Before I knew it, my third leg was already rising from watching Lola do this. Lola was a lady whose body physique was all about sexiness. She knew how to get me into the mood whenever she wanted to do that. This was also one of the primary reasons we fucked in the office like there was no tomorrow.

Lola hesitated before unclasping her bra, freeing her boobs and slid her panties down. When she stood naked and trembling before him, he couldn't help staring. Lola was like a Mexican Kylie Jenner with beautiful full boobs, tight tummy and Kardashian hips. If you didn’t know her personally, you might think she got some ab etching, boob job and bbl. But they were all natural and her dedication to a fit lifestyle which she developed while in Europe. Watching those full boobies slightly jiggle from her trembling, Ramón couldn’t help but suck in a breath. ‘How is she this slender with a full chest like this. I could sleep all day with my face buried between them. And those hips… definitely don’t