Lucy Beaumont Nude Novels & Stories

This was the only part of her life that Adrian Matthews could not buy, control, or threaten. "Lucy?" Jonathan asked softly, taking a step toward her. "Are you still cold?" "No," Lucy said. Her voice was steady now. "I am not cold anymore." She reached behind her back. Her fingers found the zipper of her ivory dress. With a deliberate movement, she pulled it down. She stepped out of the damp silk fabric and let it drop to the floor in a pale heap. She stood before him in her simple underwear, her skin pale under the amber light.

“But Captain, she’s not been harmed. She’s as intact as the day she was born. I never touched her, ask her yourself.” “You swine,” Lucy flung the words at Blackie. “You’ve had your hands all over me since I first laid eyes on you. Hands, and…other things… in other places.” She glared up at Blackie, trying to muster as much dignity as she could, half-naked and tied to a bed. “Well, there you go, Blackie. She’s spoken for herself.” Lucy looked up at the Captain. He was trying unsuccessfully to hide a smile, coughing behind his hand. But then he grew serious.

and with that word Jamie undressed, completely nude In Front of Lucien Lucien isn't sexually attracted to anyone but strangely he got aroused. Lucien was surprised as he looked at the big bulge down there First his blood is so irresistible and he might be obsessively addicted to it then secondly he gets aroused easily. What's happening? Lucien asked himself, his gaze not leaving the free nude he was watching. “This is bad," he thought and smirked “Jamie Jamie you'll regret this,” With that Lucien pinned him to the bed, Jamie's whole body was hot and he was restless, Lucien raised his hand and spanked Jamie's ass “be good", Jamie who wasn't expecting that subconsciously let out a moan.

Lucy didn't say a word. She reached back and unsnapped her black, lacy lingerie. She pulled it away and finally, her bare breasts hung free. They were better than I'd been picturing. Plump with phenomenally pert, pink nipples. I lost track of time. Of myself. My whole universe shattered by such a simple moment. "Your turn," Lucy said. I noticed she'd stopped humping the pillow completely. She was waiting for me to get set.

"I want to watch you reveal yourself to me." I unclasped the bra slowly, letting it slide down my arms before dropping it to the floor. My nipples were already hard, aching for attention, his attention. "Beautiful," he murmured. "Now the panties follow." I hooked my thumbs in the strings and pulled them down, stepping out of them carefully. Now I stood before him completely naked except for my black heels, completely exposed and completely vulnerable. "Look at you," Lucian said, circling me slowly. "So beautiful. So desperate to be used. I can already see how wet you are, baby. Your thighs are glistening."

Its mouth was pried and held open like something out of an old story. You’ll never be free. That ghostly laughter came again. You’ll die just the way they all did. Then… Then what. I looked around. Then, I’ll have my victory. The darkness cleared for a moment. I saw Lucy in a thin white gown, practically transparent over her body. She wore nothing beneath it. Her stomach was round with a child. Her hair was long and straight as she pressed her hands to a pane of glass. A dark figure walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her, twining a finger in her hair. It was Tony or maybe Matt, but that wasn’t what bothered me.

"Darn it, how stupid it was of me to ever think that Lucinda would escape. Her chances were below 1, which made me pretty satisfied. I walked down to the toilet as I opened the door to see what exactly she was doing and all I saw was her unclad self, seated right before the bathtub that had foamy water. She raised up her head and looked right into my eyes agains. And I couldn't just get control of myself. Seeing her naked also made me want to go deep inside her the more. I couldn't seem to get over her right now. She turned away as she knelt up, she had taken her baggy blouse to cover her nakedness, paying no extra attention to me being there. I saw the bruises on her body, bruises from the

worth every gag, every hurt,* Lucy thought dimly, afterglow humming, already plotting repeats. Trent rolled off slow, his huge cock slipping free with a gush of cum bubbling from her gaping pussy, thick white rivulets trailing down her ass crack to stain the sheets darker. Lucy lay spread-eagled, chest heaving, tits rising-falling shiny with oil and red from abuse handprints fading to mottled pink, nipples erect raw peaks throbbing visibly, dark bruises blooming around the clamped bites.

Emma gulped and started to remove her bikini and Lucie did the same and soon both girls were naked. Emma positioned herself on her bed, with her head down and her pert ass up ready for Lucie who had quickly pulled on the strap on and was waving it about as she liked to do. She climbed onto the bed and unceremoniously pushed it against Emma's soaked pussy and slid it up and down her wet slit to add some lube. "That feels good Luce mmmmm."

He struggled to not lie her back down, and enter her like a savage. When Luciana was totally naked, she avoided his heated gaze, and covered her private part with her hand. "I have more... on my back." He had seen the ones on her back before, the first time he called the physician for her, but she didn't open much of it. "Let me see it please." "You won't like it." "I don't think I can dislike anything about you Lucy." She stared at him, doubting what he said, but somehow it also made her more confident, and she turned to show him her full back.