Manda Dawn Nude Novels & Stories

I needed to know what I was looking at. “Are you feeling alright, Bethany?” The thin woman asked in a whisper. She was talking to me. I must be in Bethany, whoever that was. I nodded Bethany’s head. The other woman seemed to relax. “She’s doing Bryant now.” She pointed with a nod. I looked where she pointed and saw Madison standing nude with a man in sweatpants and a t-shirt kneeling in front of her. She was holding his throat and he was vowing to serve me and Conric or die. I felt a deep sense of pride. She was perfect.

Madonna was angry for what she feared happened last night but she was not as angry as she hoped she would be. "Here?" Dante ignored her and threw a phone tablet that landed beside her. "What's this?" She asked while picking up the tab. Madonna's eyes widened as she watched a video of her naked self sleeping soundly on the bed. The flipped and saw numerous pictures and videos of herself in different positions. There was no way she could deny it because her face was showing in every one of them and the mole beside her left nipple was enough to tell her it wasn't Photoshop. "Why?" Tears streamed down her cheeks as she looked at Dante. Dante steeled his heart and showed no emotions, he is a man

And began to walk towards the lake bare ass and all. As Damon swam I relaxed my body back on the blanket and tried to calm my arousal that was brewing within me from the views he just showed me. The mate bond was tugging harder by the day and then his full display of nakedness didn’t help matters. Goddess, I need Caleb right now to take care of this issue that was brewing inside of me.

The curtains were heavy velvet, but I eased them apart just enough to see. The backyard was lit by floodlights that turned the falling snow into glittering diamonds. A woman (completely naked) lay sprawled on the frosted grass like it was a summer beach. Her skin glowed pale against the white, long dark hair fanned out around her head, arms stretched above her in deliberate surrender. She arched her back, breasts high, thighs parted just enough to be obscene and artistic at the same time. She looked fearless. Owned. Radiant. And kneeling in front of her, camera raised to his eye, was Cassian.

She liked the way her nipples protruded through the fabric when she tweaked them. Tonight was about seduction and changing her life. Hopefully for the better. Dana slipped on a pair of sandals but refrained from makeup. She wasn't into unnatural artifice, and her wolves didn't seem to mind. She dried and brushed her hair until it crackled and floated about her in a silken wave. She peered at herself in the mirror, stunned. Gone were the lines of tension in her forehead. Her cheeks held a pink flush. Her eyes glowed with brightness, and her lips appeared lush and full-like a woman who kept getting kissed.

Despite how quickly she looked away and back at his face, she couldn’t help but notice he was huge and semi-hard. Damon smirked, his hands moving to the waistband of his pants, but he stopped, just watching her reaction. “Ridiculous?” he echoed, taking a step closer. “Or are you just afraid to see it?” Damon held her gaze, his fingers lingering at the waistband of his pants. With a widening smirk, he dropped them to the ground, stepping out of them completely. He stood before Amara entirely naked, his intense eyes never leaving hers. Amara’s eyes widened, and she impulsively let go of her dress, which she had been using to cover herself. The dress fell to the floor, and Amara stood half-nake

Renee reached behind her own back and unzipped her dress. Slowly. Let it slide off her shoulders and pool on the floor. She stood in a simple nude bra and underwear, nothing remarkable, just herself, and watched Dana’s eyes move over her with an attention that felt like hands before any hands were involved. “God,” Dana said quietly. “You’re beautiful.”

Beside her, Ada gasped sharply and Ryan whispered a horrified, “Shit.” From across the room, her eyes met Camille’s, and the corners of her eyes twitched when she saw the smile Camille was wearing. Then, Camille tilted her chin toward the stage. Against her better judgment, Mirena turned. The massive screen on the stage was bright with a photograph. Not just any photograph, but a nude image of her, displayed for everyone to see!

I had a full on hard on again. Very nice. I'll bet ur pussy is wet again. Maybe u should get ur dildo again. No! I want ur cock inside me! Show me ur pussy. I want ur cock! An image of a thick, long cock flashed across her screen with the message Soon. Show me. Her knees went weak. Dana threw the shirt off her shoulders and let it fall to the ground. She stood in her dimly lit dining room completely naked and aroused. Holding the phone in one hand, she began to caress her aching cunt with the other.

As I'm looking at the room, Susan is focused on Danae. "Think about it Danae," Susan whispers breathlessly, "take off your clothes." Susan props herself on the arm of a chair and watches Danae unbutton her blouse and let it drop on the floor. Susan gasps as Danae releases her bra and her golden brown tits shake free. It's been a while since I've seen Danae naked and my cock stiffens at the sight of her dark red nipples and half-dollar sized areolas.