Lucy Beaumont Nude Novels & Stories

"I've had enough of your nonsense! But I'll admit, you should be awarded Best Actress for your acting skills. "Did you really think I'd come here without first gathering solid evidence of your affair?" Lucy then grabbed an envelope from her bag, filled with a stack of photographs, and hurled it at me. The photos showed a naked couple engaged in various intimate acts in the bedroom. But, most shockingly, the woman in the photo looked just like me! One of Lucy's companions looked at me with disdain and sneered. "You filthy woman... Aren’t you afraid you may contract a disease or something from the men you've been with?"

And the worst part is she’s doing this to me right now, tempting me, driving me wild while I’m stuck miles away. “Take off your shirt Rhett,” she whispers, her soft voice driving me crazy. I quickly take off my shirt. A moan escapes her, her eyes glued to my bare body, biting her lips in pleasure. She cups her melons, fondling them in a way that makes me want to get into this phone. I drop on the soft couch and Lucy takes off her dress, I groan softly, staring at her juicy melons, the nipples hard and teasing. I quickly take off my pants and position the camera where Lucy would see my hardness…

Princess Lucy wore a long black smokie skirt which was cut and sewn from her thighs down to the end of the skirt, exposing her inner thighs to the view of everyone. She topped it up with a blue velvet short blouse which exposes her stomach, navel and as well as her full breasts like it would pop out from it place. Her back was bare and exposed due to the way the blouse was cut open at the back. The men watched with their eyes bulging out from their socket , seeing her incredible body fully exposed here and there to their sight. They yearn for her body as they licked their lips in pleasure seeing her all dressed seductively.

Her firm ass looked ripe for smacking as she turned around to rub sunscreen into her pale skin. Lastly but very much not least. Lucy had donned a white two-piece bikini that covered moderately more than most of the girls. Her large breasts filled out her top and still threatened to escape if she coughed, but the bottoms were quite modest, covering most of her small but perfect ass.

Whatever it is, it unleashes a wave of desire within me. My cock soon resumes its call to be let in on the action. It strains against my briefs. Precum soaks into the cotton of my briefs. Excitement pounds behind my ribcage. I reach down, letting my hands settle on the curve of her hips. Lucy’s hips are fire. She once modelled for some swimwear brand; and the images went viral. That’s how sexy she is without clothes. She purrs her approval against my tongue. I pull her towards me, not wanting even for a second for anything to get between us, not even our clothes. As though reading my mind, she presses herself on me as though she wants to burrow into my skin.

He lay sprawled on the pavement, staring at the sky with lifeless eyes. I looked down at them. That was all it took? They couldn't handle it anymore? Suddenly, a battered old van screeched to a stop by the curb. The door slid open, and a young woman in tattered clothes with a face covered in blood was kicked out, sending her crashing hard onto the pavement right by Jeremy's feet. It was Lucille. Clutched tightly in her hands was a stack of developed photographs. The images in the photos were crystal clear. Three teenage boys were stripped naked and pinned to the ground beneath someone's feet.

Trinidad. The bathroom door creaked open and Lucinda stepped inside still wearing that tiny red mini gown, heels clicking on the tile. Her big perky tits were spilling out the top, nipples faintly visible through the thin fabric. She looked flushed, confused, and so fucking beautiful it made my chest hurt. I stood there naked under the running shower, water cascading down my small perky tits and over my stomach, completely frozen. “Luci… why are you back so early?” My voice came out hoarse. “You literally just left ten minutes ago.”

She had arrived a few minutes before the meeting, and when she was in the hallway that went to the meeting room she heard crying, which was He was surprised, he followed the sound and found a small girl, beautiful, with black hair and waves, her eyes were brown and she had a beautiful mole near her nose on the left side of her face that was under her secretary's desk. —Hello, what are you doing here? — the girl looked at her with her eyes full of tears. —I'm looking for a mom, would you like to be mine? — Luciana opened her eyes very wide when she heard the girl, that must have been a joke. "My real mother abandoned me," she said in a sweet voice, "and I think now my father will." The girl's

Mateo nods, everyone looks at him with sympathy in his eyes. He swallows hard. “I am sorry… for that man,” he points at the doctor’s wounds, he drops the file on the director’s desk and gets up, he walks away, while buried in thought. He almost ran into a wall or someone as he walked down the corridor. LUCY’S POV I opened my eyes to a spinning room, my mouth was sore, and my throat dry, I felt numb, everywhere, but I was still in bed. I tried to move my hand, but couldn’t, it was stuck to something, I looked over my head, a bp machine was on my arm, my next there was blood, I was being transfused.

Hе didn't even budgе. "Take off your drеѕѕ, I want tо lооk аt уоu...рlеаѕе." Bаrеlу rеѕtrаinеd aggression could bе hеаrd in hiѕ voice аnd Lucy couldn't understand whу her bоdу seemed tо wаnt him tо lose control. Her skin felt hypersensitive аѕ ѕhе pulled her drеѕѕ off slowly оvеr hеr head. Gооѕеbumрѕ арреаrеd аѕ her lightlу tanned ѕkin wаѕ rеvеаlеd. Mark gasped and bit hiѕ lоwеr liр trying not tо alarm hеr. It was роintlеѕѕ, his grееn еуеѕ glowed with hungеr as hе tооk in her wоmаnlу реrfесtiоn. Drеѕѕеd only in her lасе раntiеѕ аnd fоur inch rеd hееlѕ ѕhе ѕtооd аѕ if fоr inѕресtiоn. With much еffоrt he stерреd bасk аnd while ѕtаring at her firm brеаѕtѕ.