Lori Slayer Nude Novels & Stories

Footsteps approached me and I slowly blinked open my eyes and saw two figures coming towards me. I forced my body to get up and get ready to defend but fell again panting and whimpering and in pain. "Well, well…well. Look what I found today, Roe. What do you think it is?" The female with silver hair said, crouching low to my level and cautiously touching my snout with her toe.. A growl tore through my mouth and she pulled her foot back with a startled gasp. "It growls! It has four limbs," Another female with similar hair, Roe, counted on her fingers. "It has sharp teeth, hasn't it?" She raised her brow.

Relief washed through her at the thought she hadn’t cheated with her best friend’s husband, followed immediately by intense embarrassment at having been caught naked, with two cocks inside her . “Who are you?” Lori asked the ‘Drake’ in front of her . “I’m Abel .”

--- **Story 13: Stalker’s Muse** **Chapter 1** Liora Kane had no idea she was being watched. At twenty-four, she was one of the most sought-after online models — elegant, ethereal, with porcelain skin, long silver-blonde hair, and a body that looked like it had been sculpted by the gods themselves. Full, perky breasts, tiny waist, long legs, and an ass that made her subscribers lose their minds. She posed tastefully nude for artistic photography, never fully explicit, always maintaining an air of mysterious beauty.

She was deeply embarrassed at being the only one naked but her pussy was dripping and he saw the lips were glistening. Ben looked at Lori. "Drop the robe." Soon he was standing before two identical naked women. He stepped forward and heard them suck in a breath in unison. He reached out and placed a hand on each of their bodies on a shoulder. He tracked his fingers down their chests and cupped a tit which brought gasps from them. He rolled and pinched their nipple a little harder than he normally would and they both went a little weak in the knees. Their eyes were getting glassy again. When he slid his hands to their other tit and gave them a firm squeeze Lori moaned and Lisa whimpered uncon

Walking in like a Porche I couldn’t afford. Every male eye followed her. So did mine. I didn’t even try to stop it. Sexy top on. That skirt – Goddess help me – that skirt was war. No, she was war. And I was already bleeding from wounds she hadn’t even delivered yet. Her gaze locked on mine. My lungs squeezed. Then she started her performance. And that’s what it was – a calculated, dangerous, dazzling performance. Every move rehearsed to make me burn. The lollipop. The too-sweet voice. The saccharine seduction she poured over some poor bastard who just happened to sit too close.

I turn my head to look at the speaker and his laughter slips away instantly as he sees the cold expression on my face. "You shall not speak that way about my Luna in such illicit manner unless you have a death wish, which I would be glad to fulfil as long as Alexis is involved." The whole room goes silent at my threat and just as I make to turn my head again and face the mirror, the door is pushed open and we all turn our heads to see Lori walking into the room, her high heels resounding loudly against the floors. She has her eyes fixed harshly on me as she strides towards me. She is wearing an ankle length dress with a slit that shows the most part of her thighs. Her cleavage is very much e

"Claim you. Make you mine in a way that you wouldn't remember your own name, let alone his." My entire body froze at his words, but my cheeks flushed so hot I could feel the heat radiating off them, and I stared up at him with wide eyes because I couldn't tell if he was serious or if this was some kind of cruel joke designed to humiliate me further. "You're suggesting we... that you would..." "I'm suggesting we fuck, Lori." He said it plainly, and his mouth curved into a smirk which made my knees feel weak. "I'm suggesting I take you to my bed and remind your body that it's capable of feeling something other than pain and betrayal and grief."

Tricia shrieked,she tried to shift, her bones beginning to pop, but she was too slow and weak. I had turned on her, my vision a pulsing red. I didn’t see a sister. I saw a parasite. I turned swiftly towards Tricia who was stuck in shock staring at her mother struggling to breathe on spilt blood. I felt no pity. I immediately lunged at Tricia, swiping my claws across her chest, opening her from collarbone to hip, before plunging my claws into her chest. She tried to fight me off but I was too endowed with rage to allow her win this time.

in the back of her mind, Lorie knew something wasn't right. Something flowery sprayed in her face as she sat up, making her cough. She choked and inhaled more of the sweet perfume, and a strange sensation began to creep through her body. Euphoria and arousal, her body felt tingly and she could feel herself growing wet and sensitive. Rough hands pulled down her sweats and underwear to massage her ass. Lorie glanced over her shoulder and with hazy eyes, she saw something monstrous standing behind her. Fear should have been her first reaction, but whatever had been sprayed in her face prevented her from feeling anything but euphoria. In the dim light of her lamp, the creature looked like a mas

he called back, trying to sound calm. But the hum grew louder. --- Midnight came. Sleep refused him. The garden called. He crept to the window and froze. There was Trina, by the fountain. Moonlight painted her skin pale silver as her dress rode high on her thighs, fabric gathered at her waist. One hand moved between her legs in a slow, deliberate rhythm, her moans filling the night. The other cupped her breast, squeezing gently, her head thrown back in abandon. Nickey’s breath caught. He should look away—he didn’t. He couldn’t.