Maya Pryce Nude Novels & Stories

I knew her too well — the more annoyed I got, the more she’d push. “Maya, babe, you seriously need to live a little,” she continued. “Look at you. You’re twenty-seven, drop-dead gorgeous with a body that could make men beg… and you’re still a virgin? You’re letting that tight little pussy go to waste, girl. I’m telling you, those fictional men in your spicy books can’t eat you out, finger you, or fuck you the way a real guy can.” My face burned crimson. “What the hell are you talking about?!”

~~~MIA’S POV~~~ Standing in a quiet corner of one of the biggest club here, I sipped my drink, watching Maya moving her waist to the rhythm of the music. Her ass was pressed against Lance’s lower region as she tweaked her waist seductively. Lance's hands rested firmly on her waist while she rolled her hips against him, lost in the moment. I really do admire them and I remember that just a few years ago, Maya wouldn’t have even stood up from her seat at a club, let alone danced this freely. She used to be stiff, shy, and nervous. But now… she was different.

Maya is scared, but she has grown so used to hiding every bit of emotion that the last thing on her mind is letting me through the walls she has erected. Walls that I shouldn't even be thinking about breaking down. As her hand grazed the painting of a half-naked woman bathing under the sun, I remember her, standing naked by the window, her towel in a pool at her feet. She has the body of a goddess, the setting sun on her petite curves making her look even more ethereal. I try to bury the image along with the rest of my dark memories, but it just keeps resurfacing. Swallowing instinctively, I take another sip of my brandy.

Finally, I found her. Maya. She was in the farthest stall, her back against the door, her legs spread. She was wearing a skirt and a blouse that was now unbuttoned, revealing a glimpse of her white lace. Her eyes were closed, her head thrown back, her mouth was now open in a moan. Her hand was between her legs, her fingers moving in a slow, rhythmic motion. She was completely lost in her own world, unaware of my presence.

The next thing Calley heard was Nelly exclaiming: “Hey—oh my god! Why is there a nude painting of you up there?!” She laughed at Nelly’s reaction. Somehow, she’d expected this. “Do you like it?” Nelly instinctively stepped back and rubbed her arms as goosebumps ran down her skin. “Dear Lord, my hair’s standing! Caty, who the heck did you strip for to paint that?!” Nelly then turned to her with wide, almost tearful eyes. “Why would you pose naked for a painter? Does Ser Phill know about this? Why would you do this, Caty? He’d be devastated if he found out—”

“OH, MY GOD…STOP BEING CUTE AND SAY IT.” Izzy whispered, eyes darting away, “A sex club.” Maya froze. Blink. Blink. Then she shrieked, grabbing Izzy by the shoulders and shaking her. “A SEX CLUB?! HE TOOK YOU TO A REAL SEX CLUB?! A PLACE WHERE PEOPLE DO NASTY THINGS IN FRONT OF OTHER NASTY PEOPLE?!” Izzy nodded weakly. Maya threw herself back on the bed like she was dying. “Damn!, Izzy, no wonder you look like a busted-out p**n star who can’t walk straight.”

Chris then unbottoned and unzipped her jean and with one swift move he pulled it off her body leaving her with only her white panties. At the same time he took of his own trouser and he stood stark naked in front of her and she gulped when she saw him using his hand to rub his cock as he stared down at her admiring her beautiful body. Only if he get to remove her panties that he would get to see what was between her legs. “ You're so beautiful.... Princess ” He said as he joined her back on the bed and trailed his fingers on her smooth thighs and Maya could feel her pussy tightened the more his hand moved higher and she clutched the sheet tight.

I had never wanted to get naked so fast. “Let me help you while we watch her." Everything about what was going on was dirty. I watched a half drunk Maya take her clothes off while a naked Devin untied the ropes that held my gown in place. When Maya's breasts came popping into the air, Devin had gone halfway up my dress, going with both hands, one on each side. I couldn't focus. Maya's boobs were in my face, Devin's hands were on my skin, with his dick rubbing against my back. My brain was going into overdrive.

My stomach churned. I should have powered off the phone, erased her contact, and blocked her before temptation spiraled further, yet my gaze remained locked on the screen. The fact that I stood there in only a towel, with droplets still tracing paths down my skin, slipped my mind. Suddenly, my finger hovered to switch off the device but froze when a video arrived. My jaw clenched hard while breathing heavily, I tapped play. Maya appeared fully naked. Her full breasts stood firm, crowned with hard pink nipples.

Maya grumbled, then spanked Olivia hard again, "Get on your hands and knees whore." Olivia climbed off Maya, accidentally dragging her knee against Maya's big, ebony breasts. Then she got onto her hands and knees while Maya rummaged in a wardrobe. Olivia marvelled at Maya's body. It should have been obvious given he name, but she really did look like Maya Jama, the celebrity. Her arse was large but toned, same with her legs and her tits... they were huge but heavy and perfect. When Maya turned around Olivia gasped at what she saw. A very large, very thick, black strap on.