Megan Bayne Nude Novels & Stories

Knock! “I got it!” Megan yelled as she came running out from behind the changing station. She was wearing a strappless light pink dress that stopped just before the ground. Her hair was half up with thick curls and a neutral face. I wonder how much of that was her mom’s doing. “DADDY!” Megan screamed as she gave him a hug. “Hey there! You look amazing!” Brent said as he walked in. “Justina, you look beautiful as well.” I don’t think she heard him as she was looking right at Wade. His jaw hit the floor as he looked her up and down.

In fact, it is clear to me that he is punishing me but what did I even do to deserve punishment? Shortly after, Megan showed up in a bikini, she was exposing a lot of flesh and I found myself cussing inside. Megan was a thick black woman, she wasn’t really chubby, but she was damn thick and I didn’t notice till now. Her boobs were struggling inside the bikini top and I immediately began to wonder why Mr. Blackwood hadn’t strafed her just yet.

It doesn’t take long for the door to open once more and Megan walks in the same white silk robe and lingerie set as what Hayley wore this time, though it appeared drastically different. Megan has a curvaceous figure. The bra looks obscene on her as her huge tits threaten to burst out at any second. Her thong is a tiny black triangle as her huge ass and thighs swallow the things up. I feel my dick twitch just looking at her. Your typical pin-up girl. She doesn’t look at me, just staring at a point on the wall just past me, no doubt looking at me might make this all real … still not the best way to begin. “You understand the rules?” I ask curtly, as her gaze now switches to mine. She has warm

Megan is just incredible. Of course, things are going to be a little complicated, but we can work around it. I know we can. I want us to work out. Hopefully, Megan feels the same way. I get up and put on a pair of sweatpants, choosing to leave my chest bare. If Megan wants to get naked again, at least I’ve got less clothes to take off. My cock hardens at the thought of having Megan on my knees sucking my cock again. She looked gorgeous like that.

My cock begged for release. Megan slid carefully from my lap, standing in front of me as Morgan continued forcing my lips against her own. Releasing me, she pushed my head to the side, directing me to watch as her sister slowly undressed, her pants sliding down to her knees – then ankles, as she stepped out of her clothing. Her body was flawless. I sucked in my breath and groaned at the sight of her.

"We're going to be late for church. I know you hate it, but your father is going to be honored for his work with the soup kitchen. He'll be disappointed if you're not there." Meg pulled off her nightie and stared at her naked body in the mirror. It had been ages since her b-cup tits were so firm and perky. She ran her fingertips across the pink nipples and felt a jolt shoot straight down to her pussy. Her eyes moved down her body to the strip of curly red pubic hair covering her mound. A dark gash down the middle peeked out invitingly. She moved a hand between her legs and parted the folds with her finger. She was already moist.

I've been fuçking all kinds of dîcks, what's so special about his that I can't get it outta my head? "Come on, Ella, open up.. you've gotta eat something." Megan said pleadingly while pounding on my door. I glared nastily towards the door, not because I'm mad at her over uploading my naked picture, but because she just ruined my perfect dream. "I have take down the photo, ok? Stop being cranky now," her voice came up again. "Just go away!" I snapped and went under the cover. I looked down at myself, and smiled when I realized I'm still on my clothes.

I've been fuçking all kinds of dîcks, what's so special about his that I can't get it out of my head? “Come on, Ella, open up… You've gotta eat something” Megan said pleadingly while pounding on my door. I glared nastily towards the door, not because I'm mad at her over uploading my naked picture, but because she just ruined my perfect dream. “I have taken down the photo, ok? Stop being cranky now” her voice came up again. “Just go away!” I snapped and went under the cover. I looked down at myself, and smiled when I realized I'm still in my clothes.

*BE MY NAKED LOVE* *CHAPTER 2* Approximately one hundred and sixty three days left, Lance had raised just three thousand dollars from the coffee shop and selling some of the possessions he owned. Vanessa still hadn't made a penny to bring home. Later that night she headed up to the biggest club in the town THE NEXUS. On arriving there , she met the female lead stripper Selma who was amazed by Vanessa's physical appearance and instantly knew she would be a top watch by the men.

Shit, had my initial shock at her petite frame really been that damn obvious? I opened and closed my mouth a few times in a useless attempt at formulating literally any coherent response. Megan was fixing me with that inscrutable smirk, clearly relishing my ongoing bewilderment at having such an imposing figure contained in her compact package. I know I embarrassed myself but how on Earth am I to think that the Celebrity Boxer was supposed to be a BEAUTIFUL Lady? THIS IS INDEED THE GOOD START I NEED