Lola Vice Nude Novels & Stories

Sex With Mr Harlan Voss(1) LILA'S POV I stared at the screen of my phone, my heart hammering against my ribs as the explicit photos loaded one by one. My own face looked back at me — flushed, eyes half-closed in pleasure, lips parted in a moan. In the images, I was on my knees in the dimly lit supply closet at the office, my skirt hiked around my waist, while the delivery guy from last month fucked me from behind amd the worst part waa tgat the timestamp showed it happened during company hours.

I laugh. Ryland shrugs. “No clue. Everyone must have decided to go for a swim.” Lola appears before us and strips down to her underwear. “Are you two coming in?” I notice Ryland checking Lola out. His eyes dance over her now half-naked body. Lola doesn’t seem to notice. She is used to it, and Ryland is a teenage boy after all. Ryland jumps to his feet. “I am up for it! Are you coming, brown eyes?”

Lola whispered to Caesar, "Should we try doing it in a confessional sometime? You could play the revered priest, and I the mischievous nun." Caesar asked, "Are you sure you want to make all unethical acts a part of your fetishes?" Lola modestly responded, "Just a bit, don't you want to seek thrills?" "Seek thrills?" Caesar echoed, "Lola, discussing this with me at this moment is thrilling enough." Lola laughed, leaning affectionately against Caesar. She never hid her affection for him in public. Humming a tune, she scampered through the dark passage like a nimble squirrel.

The naked woman was giving a head job to a naked, well-hung man sitting on a stool while another naked, well-hung man was sitting alongside him. “Lola told me after she and her man watched that video, they were so turned on she arranged for another man to sit alongside her man while she gave him a head job. Would you like me to arrange a naked man to sit alongside you and watch while I give you a head job? A man with an erection almost as big as yours?” I asked him, wanting him to say yes to me. The thought of flaunting my naked body to another man a huge bonus turn on while he and another hung man watched me giving my man a head job.

I suck on her neck, leaving marks, then play with her hard nipples, pinching and rolling them. Lola starts shaking in my arms. “I’m cumming!” she cries out. Her pussy squeezes me so tight it pulls my own orgasm out. I thrust deep and explode inside her, filling her with thick cum while I hold her close. We stay like that for a long time, kissing softly under the water until it finally turns cold. Five Days Later - The Garden It’s past midnight and the whole house is quiet. Everyone’s asleep. I walk outside and find Lola in the garden, sitting on the bench under the stars wearing nothing but my big shirt. Her legs look so smooth and sexy in the moonlight.

Vic tapped the arrow button and brought up a picture of another woman naked and bent over a desk. Her legs were spread and tied at the ankles to the legs of the desk, and ropes around her wrists had her arms pulled wide, as well. Behind her a muscular black guy was poking the tip of his BBC into her asshole while a white dude was feeding his dick into her open mouth. Another tap and a photo filled the screen with a naked ass. Between the spank-reddened cheeks fat cocks were shoved up the juicy cunt and the lubed asshole.

Lola snickered, looking me up and down. "Decency?" I snorted, my grin growing wider. "Last I remember, I caught you swimming in your bra and panties." Lola glared at me, making me chuckle louder. She often reminded me of a kitten with its hackles raised, swiping with tiny paws and bared fangs. She was a formidable warrior against most, but I could handle her fire, her feistiness. "No one else knew about the swimming hole." She shook her head, her eyes practically burning holes into me as I removed the rest of my clothing. "I'm still not sure how you knew about it."

His eyes almost fell out of their sockets when he saw it was Lola walking in with confidence wearing nothing more than her underwear. She looked straight at him when she walked in, and he could not help his eyes devouring her body. Her breasts were bouncing in a lace black bra with every step she took, and her hips swayed from left to right. He had to shake off his urge to lift her from the floor and take her right there and then. The herbs also did not seem to hold Achak down anymore because he was going mental in his head again. “THEY ARE ALL STARING AT OUR MATE. NO ONE SHOULD SEE HER LIKE THIS EXCEPT US. THEY ALL WANT HER.”

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.

If you're not comfortable, I won't make you, but I would love to see what a goddess looks like up close. My cheeks flushed as a smirk tilted my lips. Tonight... to hell with Victor. It was time that I felt good for a change! I got up from my bed and took off my silk dress as I stood naked in front of the full-length body mirror. Using my phone to obscure my face, I got on my knees and used my upper arms to squeeze my breasts together. Then, I snapped the photo and hit send. [thelordtobias42: Holy fuck, Lily. You really are perfect in every way... May I call?]