Lola Vice Nude Novels & Stories

he demanded. Having fully understood the purpose of the room she was in, Lila had worn the bare minimum today. It took no time to remove her crop top and toss it toward the door, followed by her sneakers and black yoga pants. She was horribly shy about standing before the wolf of her dreams in the nude, but that had everything to do with Thorne and his lurid gaze and not all that much to do with the nudity itself.

Lara was a pórn model. She had a website just for her núdes and poses naked for anyone who needed a model. But that wasn't the only way she earned her money. She also sends videos of her màsturbating to people who wish to watch her. Of course they are worth a lot, but she is well aware anyone would throw money at her just to see her in whatever outfit they request her to wear. The longer the video, the more expensive it gets. They would tell her what to record and she would follow every single instruction.

I pressed the back of my hand to my mouth to take it back. Dozens of photos of me... Fully, completely naked, the way you only are when you're certain you're alone — stepping out of the shower with my hair dripping down my spine, sprawled on top of the covers on several hot nights, on my knees on the mattress reaching for the lamp, legs mostly open because who closes their legs alone in their own locked room? "Jesus," I whispered. “This isn’t happening.”

"There is no need for that. Retreat. I have a better plan." After finishing his statement, Lorenzo hung up the call. He smirked and mocked, "Chris, since you are back home, I have so many surprises for you." He turned to Laura on the bed, then turned on the camera and began recording her naked body. Laura's eyelids fluttered, and she opened her eyes, startled when she saw Lorenzo's phone camera facing her. "What are you doing?" she asked, her face filled with shock. "I can't stop myself from recording; you have the sexiest naked body, Laura," Lorenzo said with a smile.

To my confusion, all of it were image attachment. And with a flick of my thumb, I opened the images. I was immediately met with a series of nude photos—of Elisse’s, my alpha’s mate, in nothing but seductive lingerie. Each of her photo was a tantalizing display of her body, posed in ways that made my blood boil and my dick hardened instinctively. “Sweet fucking Luna,” I breathed, feeling my pulse quicken. There she was, her delicate slender body wearing lace and silk, every curve screams of perfect wild invitation. The first image showed her leaning against a wall, her back arched, the fabric barely concealing her breast and only revealing her sweet pink erected nipples. I couldn’t tear my ga

She would fight me but she will never let me humiliate her like Lola lets me do it. Lola came out a few moments later. "I was not going to fuck him, I was just playing with him" "Don't I pay you enough?!" I have never been annoyed in Lola's presence but today everything about her vexed me, the way she walked, the way she talked, even the way she breathed. Even though she stood naked in front of me, I couldn't find myself getting hard at the sight. Fuck this shit!

I think I was sweating a little at this revelation. "In fact, Lucas, that is why I wondered if you wanted to have dinner this evening," Lotte added slowly. "It's why I accepted your friend request to begin with, even. Because I knew I was going to be doing two sets worth of fully nude work today, and I was going to be unbearably horny by..." she looked at her watch, "eight o'clock." I received what is sometimes called a full and frank appraisal. My mouth was suddenly a little dry, while my cock was hard enough to have done eight nude shoots myself. "So... I'm guessing it is eight o'clock right now?" I said with a weak smile.

His heart almost stopped. Lila was standing in front of her mirror, completely naked. She looked perfect. Tiny body, smooth pale skin, small perky tits with pink nipples, a flat stomach, and a tight little ass that curved just right. Her long blonde hair fell down her back. She turned slightly and he saw her smooth shaved pussy. Everything—the height, the shape of her breasts, the way her ass looked, even that small beauty mark on her left hip—it was exactly like SweetLily.

"But that doesn't give them the right to treat a human being like this." Andre shrugged and drew juice out of the straw in his juice box. "Well, well, well..." Sheryl grinned evilly, standing in Lola's way. Lola King was a tall beautiful frosty brunette girl that liked to mind her business. She was always covered and never showed any skin off, not even her laps–so it was usually hard to know if she was endowed or not. I always argued this with Maya and the picture just proved that she was one hell of a sexy girl.

She bucked her hips up, seeking contact. Lola tugged at the restraints, feeling the metal of the cuffs dig into her skin as Bodach’s fingers made contact with her heated sex. Pushing the back of her head into the pillows as he worked his thumbs through her folds, she bit her lower lip. He spread her apart. She could hear him breathing in the scent of her pussy. She wanted to beg him again. Normally, she’d be all for him taking his time to explore her as he pleased.