Maya Pryce Nude Novels & Stories

The innocence in her eyes, the way she quivered when I looked at her, so untouched, so pure. “You want a good view of me?” Maya chuckled, her voice dripping with lust. She pulled the strings of her robe, letting it slide to the floor. She stood bare before me, her curvy hips swaying, her pecky breasts and her nipples sharp. But as I looked at her, all I saw was Naomi. That night when she had stood naked before me… she had been more curvy, more natural, more… mine. Heat shot through my veins like liquid fire at the memory.

"And look, Naya, I got this adorable little dress that's perfect for the upcoming pack gathering! And these shoes, oh my goodness, they're to die for! And this handbag, it's just the perfect shade of pink to match my car..." Naya shook her head, laughing. "You're something else, Maya. I swear, you're going to bankrupt us all with your shopping habits!" But Maya just winked, her eyes glinting with mischief. "Hey, someone's got to keep the economy going, right?" Maya said with a grin, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she continued to unpack her shopping bags. But before Naya could respond, Maya's expression suddenly shifted, her face lighting up with excitement. "And guess what?!" she shout

Pa Eugene and Noah were yet to be awake and she knew she'd have to go get them from their beds. That, she thought delightedly, was a job she could not refute. The last time she'd taken on a task like this, she'd seen him shirtless and it did funny things to her insides. She wants those funny things to happen to her insides once more, to lay her eyes on his glorious body... How on earth could a mortal man look like that?! Maya thought, almost swooning from the recollection, He had the perfect physique of a Greek God, with the lean muscles and hard pecs in all the right places.

Veer complained making Maya laugh and Shivansh chuckle. "I thought you were into beautiful ladies." Maya continued mocking him and he rolled his eyes. "Yeah! But not her!" His face twisted into the one of horrified one and Maya laughed Shivansh joining in. "Oh! Veer, I never knew you were friends with, ne- Maya and him." The high pitched voice made the three wince and turn to look at Priya who approached them with a sly smile on her face, her hips swaying way more than necessary. She was clothed in the white tank top that was deep V and short pink skirt that barely covered her thighs. She continued flipping her glossy hair and batting her eyelashes.

The wedding hadn’t started; it was the activities taking place there that were taking by the media houses and bloggers and uploading for now. Maya was at the prison’s hospital. She was standing at the front of the window of the ward that Prey was. She folded her arms and stared at Prey who was sitting on the bed, smelling Precious’s cloth and smiling weirdly. She had changed physically. She was looking so ugly and unkempt. Maya was holding only the car key, wore a long gown which had a free-edge and short hands. A sympathy expression showed on her face as she was looking at Prey. She couldn’t believe that it was Prey that had turned like this.

Maya ignores me; instead, she sticks her ass in the air and seductively pulls her underwear off her body. "FUCCKKK—," I roar as my restraint is destroyed after seeing her pretty wet soaking p***y. She doesn't stop there; she climbs back onto my lap. She unbuttons my pants and struggles to pull them off. I let her because, damn it, I want this too. She gets rid of my shirt next so that we are both naked in front of each other. I can feel her softness against my d**k and f**k me; I want to sink myself deep inside her, so deep that I won't ever be able to f*****g get out of her beautiful body.

I pull Amelia’s knees over my shoulders and am prepared to go to town on her when we hear a long, low groan from the other side of the fire. It’s Ryder. His eyes are fully colored by his lust at what he sees between Amelia and me. He must sleep naked because that’s how he is right now. Fully and completely naked. And hard. Have you ever noticed that when someone is naked, it’s hard not to look at their genitals, even when they are much too much younger than you are, you still long to touch it. Amelia turns to see what I’m looking at and she gasps when she sees Ryder watching us, his hand moving to his cock.

No reply; Maya opened her eyes as she saw the room was not even lit; She saw a few files dropped on the floor. She shook her head and picked those files and kept them on the top of the table; She did not want to peek inside them but the photo of a student was peaking out calling her to have a look at it. Somehow fighting the urge to look at the photo she turned around but her gaze fell on someone; someone who was walking towards the deserted woods. She could not see the face but from the body language and clothes; she could say it was a boy. " Maya? " a gasp escaped her lips as she turned around hurriedly; keeping her hand above her chest she looked at the person who called her.

A shriek escaped from my throat when I saw a disturbing image in front of me. The bags dropped to the ground and Maya spun her naked body around so she could face me. She brought down her ear phones and rushed to hug me. "Euw! Do not touch me with your naked body, bitch." I pushed her away from my body and she cackled like an evil witch. "What are you doing and where did you keep your ears?" "I'm shaving, see." She bent so I could see in between her butt crack and I almost gagged. "Ugh! Maya, you're so gross. You didn't have to show me your butt crack." I plopped down on the bed and covered my eyes. "Now I have an eye sore."

Even the parts that didn't want to. My phone vibrated against the desk. Then again. And again. I picked it up. Princess: Dior or Chanel? Princess: Maya says the red one makes me look like a mistress. Princess: I think I like the black one. I swiped the screen open. And there were rows and rows of images, images of her. The first was Thea in a red dress that was illegal in three states. It was backless, clinging to her ass like a second skin, the fabric dipping dangerously low in the front.