Luna Blaise Nude Novels & Stories

The day had been pleasant, the sun was still shining, and the night’s weather promised to be warm with a nice breeze. He saw Luna once as she rode to the showers, her towel rolled up under an arm. They had waved to each other but didn’t speak. Still, he was surprised when she rode up on her bike, dropped it in the dirt, and sat down next to him. “Hi!” “Hello, Luna . Nice to see you again.” She was clean from her shower, and wearing clean clothes. A tight blouse showed off her budding breasts and tight, short, jean shorts accentuated her legs. Leo noticed she was wearing make-up. Perhaps a bit too much. He could tell she was inexperience putting it on.

Luna replied softly. David groaned and then pressed his body tighter against Luna's, until his hardened masculinity pressed against Luna making Luna's cheeks turn red. David gently rubbed Luna's cheek, "So wild in bed, but still able to blush when I teased," David gently blew a hot breath in Luna's ear, making Luna's body tingle, "Can I also make those down there blush when I tease? " David's hand touched Luna gently, making Luna gasp for breath, those strong fingers stuck in, touched Luna and teased her, making hers wet.

The fabric did nothing to conceal the growing bulge straining against him. “I-is there anything you need, Luna?” Bastian asked, his voice hoarse. He shifted his weight from one foot to the other, a poor attempt to conceal the obvious erection. I let a soft smile curl on my lips. “Look,” I cooed, stepping a little closer, “My clothes are soaked and I just remember I didn’t have any change." And with that, I slipped a finger beneath the edge of the towel and unhooked it. The fabric slid down immediately, exposing my naked body before him.

I know she has an amazing ass, I noticed it yesterday but seeing her naked is different experience. Her body is amazing. She looks like she was personally sculpted by the moon goddess in her image. Luna is amazing and I do not think she knows how perfect she is. “Luna, you are the perfect woman, your body is perfect and I cannot believe you are mine,” I tell her and she blushes.

A pale, critical gaze scanned over Misha’s naked body, strapped down as it was to a hospital bed, which was elevated so that Misha’s face was closer to hers. Sweeping a strand of flaxen hair behind her ear, Dr. Frieda leaned down over her new pet. She couldn’t help that she found herself admiring the young woman’s bare breasts, the thick thighs, or the lush patch of black hair between them. The Luna was undeniably a gorgeous woman, with her short black hair just brushing the sharp edges of that perfect jawline. Her eyebrows perfect sweeping arcs that perfectly complemented her perfect plump lips. Dr. Frieda wondered what it would be like to kiss those lips…

I spy one through the doorway across the hall from the gym and bolt towards it, making it just in time as bile, water, and my plain oatmeal make their way back up my throat and into the bin. I sputter and spit, ridding the remnants of my morning sickness from my mouth, and someone hands a water bottle to me. I take it without question, twisting the cap and breaking the seal and chugging it down before I look at my savior. Luna Haven stands there, dressed in ballet attire, pointe shoes on her feet and her wild waves pulled back into two thick dutch braids trailing down her back. The long-sleeved purple leotard dips into a V in the front, showing off her elegant neck, her mating mark from Wesl

Sassy Note #2: Not everyone looked thrilled. One Luna—probably the fifth cousin of some bitter ex of Edric—was glaring daggers the entire time like her tartan was too tight. Her wolf probably shed out of spite. But I smiled sweetly. Let the magic glow just slightly under my skin. Enough to make her gulp her whisky like holy water. Then came the climax. A giant flame pit was lit in the center of the stones. The flames rose unnaturally high—kissed by magic and old whispers. I stepped forward.

She already knew the steps all around the auction house. It was a piece of cake to get on the stage without anyone’s help. Theo glanced at Julie. He nodded, and she nodded back. “Next, gentlemen, I present to you a god fairy. Twenty-four years old, a pure virgin. Fair skin. Dark brown hair and oceanic eyes—Luna Blake.” Julie announced her presence. As soon as the announcement reached Luna’s ears, goosebumps rose across her body. She wore revealing clothing paired with high heels. Soon, the bids began escalating rapidly.

They just didn't want to. Luna had golden hair that stopped halfway down her slender back. Her eyes, a soft sea blue color. Her ivory skin seemed to have a permanent magical glow to them and her slender feminine body reminded you of a delicate rose. You'd want to touch it but you'd be scared you'd destroy it so you'd stare from a distance. She looked like some kind of Fae. Sreya personally believed she was a mermaid with legs. One look at her and you'd believe in supernatural beings.

I took a deep breath running my hand through my hair and walked away from her going to sit in my chair. I propped my elbows on my desk and ran my hand over her face. - Why did it... - You who started defending Irina... - But I wasn't naked in front of her. "I'm not naked," Luna said in disbelief. She was only wearing a black bathing suit baring her legs, a silver overcoat with a matching silver top. I looked her up and down. - You're naked! Luna hugged her body and avoided looking at me. - I don't think it will work... us.