Mal Malloy Nude Novels & Stories

I wanted to scream but I choked, my voice suddenly disappearing as I watched my man eating the pussy of Malia Moore, my competitor in school. Malia had her tongue all over Damian's dick, her hands cupping his balls as she gulped his entire length, saliva dripping from the corner of her mouth. They were in a 69 position, and Damian even spanked her ass, so she let out another moan, throwing her head backwards, and that was when our eyes crossed. At first, her eyes widened in shock, but it disappeared as soon as it came, the side of her lips curling up into a smirk.

he breathed. Maxine, in daze, stopped rocking her hips. She followed his hands downward to unbuckle his belt. Her eyes widened! "N-No! We can't..." She was about to protest. If Adam penetrates her right now, she's afraid that the remaining 10 minutes won't be enough. However, Adam has another plan. "I'm wearing my boxer," he informed her. Right then, when he slid down his pants, his Calvin Klein boxer appeared. Maxine’s eyes settled on the blot on his boxer. Sure, she couldn't see his manho*d but through the line around his boxer, she could create an image where she could really see it bare. Heat rose on her cheeks. She looked up then accidentally met his gaze.

The way he balled his fists as though he might throw a punch at any given moment. “Take your clothes off then,” he sneered. “You got five seconds before I send these to everybody I know. And that’s a lot of people.” Alice glanced down at the pictures on this screen, feeling the shame and humiliation colour her cheeks. Had he shown these to his mates? “Go on,” Adam shouted, pushing her in the shoulder. He pushed her again, then pulled her back towards him using the fabric of her shirt. The light, chiffon fabric tore easily and hung around her waist, leaving her bra exposed.

"I’m ruined! How can I live knowing that everyone has seen my nudes?!" "Technically, you aren’t really nude in them―" Annalise said. The entire family had read the article put out by Lady Vanity and saw the resulting photos― her straddling Matteo in nothing but her underwear, the both of them tangled in his bedsheets, her bra, half-falling off her shoulders to reveal a swell of creamy breast. If they were from a weaker family, Annalise was sure that her phone would be blowing up with all sorts of obscene offers from movie directors.

said Loui as he turned around –turned hisback on Malia, giving her some privacy. "Eh? But, is that all right?" asked Malia stammered. Loui only gave a small nod in response. After hesitating, Malia finally decided to take off her clothes and let her underwear stick to her body. Malia didn't want to be completely naked like Loui told her a while ago. "Loui! The water is so fresh!" exclaimed Malia with joy. Malia really tries to be at one with nature. She smiled at the surrounding landscape, occasionally laughing cheerfully as the splash of a waterfall hit her face. She never stopped giving thanks and amazed at the goodness that God had given her at that time.

“We didn’t—” “Oh, save it,” Malcolm snapped. “You think we’re stupid?” I clenched my fists. “We didn’t have sex.” Callum barked out a laugh, stepping closer, eyes burning into mine. “You expect me to believe that?” “Yes,” I grinded out. “Then explain it.” His voice was sharp, deadly. “Explain why she’s naked. Explain why you’re standing here in nothing but your fucking boxers. Explain what the fuck happened if you didn’t have sex.”

That way no one would have to sleep in a wet spot. Malachi slowly unzipped my dress, it fell to the floor and I stood in my spanks, undies and a strapless bra. As I removed my spanks, I watched him undress. He removed his clothes quickly while trying to watch me undress. His creamy skin glowed in the dimly lit room. His skin flowed effortlessly over his well toned body. He had a hairless chest yet hair on his sculpted legs. Either he shaves his chest or none grows. He had a tattoo of a koi fish on the left side of his torso and a skull on his back. He also had a few random tribunal tattoos. There was a scar on his shoulder that looked like he had been in a bad accident.

Notifications stacked up like a goddamn storm warning. Some group chat. Kayla’s friends. [New Video: “LMAO our girl’s slaying”] [Kayla’s going global] I should’ve deleted it. Instead, I tapped. The screen lit up and my world broke. Kayla. Half-naked. Lying on a sunbed near some kind of pool cabana. Bikini top flung off to the side. Legs spread wide. One man between them, thrusting deep and hard. She was moaning like a pornstar. Loud, unfiltered and completely consumed.

We all agreed and Beth laughed, "Fuck, I'd have to admit to letting Josh put his balls on my forehead. No one ever finds out about this." "Alright," Malena said. "Here goes." She slouched down on the couch and pulled back her legs, spreading herself completely in front of us until her legs were hooked behind her elbows and her feet were near her head. She was practically folded in half, her pussy and ass completely open to us. There were a million things I wanted to do just then, but instead I watched quietly as she put the tip of the small butplug up against her tightly wound asshole. She hissed in a breath, "It's cold."

Mal: “Please don’t ignore me. Pick up your damn phone. There’s something I need to show you.” The next message was a very, very clear image of Mal standing in all of his glory, naked and soaking wet from the shower behind him. The man was absolute perfection. His broad shoulders opened to his amazing pecs. Which were slightly covered with neatly trimmed black chest hair that created a ‘happy trail’ down his stomach. He had the beginnings of a six-pack, but not enough to make him look too ripped. Claire hungrily took in the view. Her gaze made its way further down to his engorged member. She had to bite her lip to keep from moaning.