Lucky Lilah Nude Novels & Stories

He was holding my other thigh and lifted it to his waist causing my pencil-cut skirt to rise and reveal my undies, slowly and carefully, his finger started to play my pussy. "You like it, hmm? You already wet here, Lia.” His finger continued to move outside my undies, and as he said I could feel its wetness. I nodded, there was no point in lying about my true feelings. "Yes, I like it so much." I gasped as I answered his question. I even heard his low moan before he lowered my leg from his waist, "Turn around, I can't take it anymore." He ordered and supported me to face the corner where I could see the reflection of both of us.

As soon as I entered the club, I was taken aback by the displays I saw around. Naked Girls in just red, shiny panties were parading around in heels, while some were whining on the polls or grinding themselves down on the men that gathered, as a Christmas song played in the background. No one gave a fuck about their nudity, and I noticed that in the center, a girl was on her knees, giving a blow job to a guy dressed in red clothes, a Christmas cap on his head. He was thrusting aggressively into her mouth and I caught a sight of his hardened dick and gulped down the saliva that gathered in my mouth, knowing that I wanted my mouth to be fucked too.

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.

She simply held out her hand. “Come on, baby. The private sauna is ready.” The door sealed shut behind them with a soft, final click. Heat wrapped around Lily’s bare shoulders and thighs, thick enough to taste. Elena adjusted the controls, then let the towel fall. Elena stood fully naked under the soft golden light…full breasts heavy, dark nipples already tightening in the heat, soft belly, wide hips, smooth shaved cunt glistening. She didn’t cover herself. She didn’t look away. She simply watched Lily’s face while the younger woman swallowed hard.

Her moans were high and broken. Lila—eighteen, track team, short blonde pixie cut—sat on a desk nearby, legs spread wide, three fingers buried in her own cunt while she watched. Her other hand pinched and twisted her small, pink nipples. She was already dripping onto the desktop, a small puddle forming under her ass. The air was thick—musk, arousal, the faint metallic tang of sweat. Phones were off. No one was recording. This was sacred, reckless, stupid, perfect.

A thin strip of warm light spilled out. The sounds were clearer now — wet, rhythmic, accompanied by low, masculine murmurs. My stomach twisted with unease… and something else I didn’t want to name. I moved closer to the window, careful not to make a sound, and peeked through the narrow gap in the curtains. What I saw made my breath catch in my throat. Lila was on her knees in front of my father. Completely naked. Her head was bobbing slowly between his legs, lips stretched wide around his thick cock.

I shouldn’t even give Ella one because she isn’t mine, but it’s just so hard not too, especially when she is so sweet; it’s befitting. I watch as she places her hands on his knees, squeezing her tits together in the process, but she’s still wearing her shirt, so I can’t enjoy them as much. As If he can read my mind, Lil’ D pulls off her shirt, giving me a much better view. By the time he’s got her completely naked, I’m already hallway to coming. “Take a load off man, literally. Precious would love it, won’t you?” He asks his girl.

His scarred hands moved fast, wrapping and unwrapping as he worked the bag with steady power. Lila bit her lower lip. She pulled out her phone and opened her secret folder. The videos showed rough, dominant older men fucking younger women hard. She turned the volume low so only she could hear the moans and slaps. Her free hand slid down into her tiny cotton shorts. Her fingers found her clit right away. She was already wet. The wetness coated her fingertips as she started rubbing slow circles. Damien kept hitting the bag. Each punch made a loud thud that echoed through the empty warehouse. Lila rubbed her clit in time with the punches. She started slow and careful, pressing just enough to fe

Already sick of the conversation with Rose. The door opens, and there stands Lilah, beautiful as always. Her long blond waves twisted into a messy ponytail, she is dressed in a pair of yoga pants and a crop top, and not a scrap of make-up on her. I think she looks at her most beautiful like this. I know Knox does too. Yet she hates people seeing her like this. “Hey guys, you will have to excuse me looking like an extra from a horror movie, not had chance to make myself presentable since Knox said you would be coming to visit.” Lilah greets us.

Matt kept looking in-between her chest and licking his lips. Matt stood up from his Chair with steady gaze on Nicky, he walked up to her and started touching her from behind. At first she got nervous but as he came closer with his d*ck charged up touching her ass, she eased up and breathed slowly...her eyes to weak to endure the pleasure as it shots down....a soft moan escapes her mouth when he grabbed her tits roughly and squeezed it hard, whereby arousing her sexual urge. Matt leads her to his desk and quickly stripped her naked and made her suck his d*ck before getting intimate with her. Liyla stood in the shower as water streams down her body. After bathing she puts on a black track pant