Melinda Dahl Nude Novels & Stories

"Fuck, yes. Better than most porn sites I've seen. I think I need to order one of your beds, by the way. I'd really like the Alaskan King model since I have two slaves now, but I might need a larger bedroom first. I'll need to take some measurements." "I'll work you a favorable discount. Anyway, Melanie didn't want her naked figure to be on the website the first day of shooting, so she wore this pretty little pink camisole/tap pants outfit. Of course, the website was a big hit and has a lot of looks. One day, her boyfriend heard about the naked slaves on our website from his buddies and he went to look at it. He didn't recognize Melanie from her naked pictures, because Sean did a good job of

Afterwards she was tested on her speed, owing to her jogging experience she passed the test as a good and fast runner. "That's enough." Ajax said, interrupting Melinda's concentration on the darts. He paused to access the gorgeous sight before him. She was poised like a tigress with her sweaty hands gripping the knife. She was breathing hard and fast but she kept her mind and focus steady. He could applaud her for focusing her mind despite her nervousness. Her body gleamed with sweat, making few strands of hair stick at the sides of her face. The waist of her joggers was wet from the sweat that trickled down her stomach. She was clad in a crop top and the joggers that she deliberately let ha

She stood up from the bed and walks out the bedroom door, everywhere was dark but the only light was from a room that looked partly open She quietly walked there and looked inside, She saw Carl sitting on a bench and looking at a picture as he drew it on a huge piece of paper She Squints her eyes to see what he was drawing and her eyes widens seeing it, It was a Picture and Drawing of HER It would have been Less weird if it was a picture of her at her current age but No, it was a picture of Her In High School as she smiled with Bunny She almost gasps out but used her hand to cover her mouth, Who Exactly Is Carl and How Does he Have A Picture of Her in High School ****** NEXT DAY, Melinda wok

“I came here to… to apologize Sara. I came here to tell you how sorry I am about the carnival incident, and keeping something so crucial from you.” “Huh?” They both said in unison, and Miranda only nodded. Time was ticking so fast, and she had to muster the courage to say something before she would decide against it. “What are you talking about Miranda?” Sara asked again, and sighing heavily, her chest rising and falling Miranda blurted out her response, “The nude photos that Dinah took of you… I knew about them.” “Wait what? You know about the nude photos? I never showed you, how come you know about it and…” Sara began, already hysterical and Miranda took a step back as she began to confess

Right now I wished we had missed everything. I sat in the middle chair, fingers hovering over the keyboard like they had a mind of their own. My eyes were glued to the screen, but my stomach was somewhere on the floor. There she was—Nina—completely naked except for those stupid diamond waist beads and the heels that made her legs look endless. She was kneeling in front of the open drawer, holding that thick black dildo like it was a live grenade. Her face… God, her face. Wide eyes, jaw slack, trying so hard to stay calm while her cheeks burned red.

He smiled again. Again, Melanie didn't know what to say. She had never been naked in front of a man before. But, there was a part of her that wanted to see how Dr. Taylor would react to seeing her naked body. He may have seen her without clothes on as a child, but she was a woman now and she knew she had a body that men desired. As her breasts filled out and her butt rounded into a perfect little peach, Melanie noticed the ranch hands – and even some of her dirty uncles – had begun to stare at her.

she yelled at them, moving briskly toward the one holding the camera, without thinking about the consequences. Taking their pictures like this would mean the end for them, especially for Tahlia, she's the Alpha’s mate!, tears began to flow freely from her eyes. The one with the camera took a picture facing the unconscious tahlia. She looked behind her and saw that two naked men were sitting behind her best friend's unconscious body, holding her up with their body, while one of them unbuttoned her club dress. Grinda almost lost consciousness, it was getting worse and she didn't think it would be this dire, they were going to rape them and take pictures during their evil and disgusting acts!

He was doing this on purpose now, trying to distract me. I placed my hand on his, a way to stop him. "And now let's welcome our first talent, the beautiful Melinda," The boring lady finally said something that elicited a kind of reaction from the crowd. I clapped politely alongside others. Melinda was African American, she had this beautiful dyed red orangey afro hair that looked like the sunset. And her body was hand painted in this beautiful way that I couldn't explain. She looked like a goddess honestly. "Wow," The words slipped out of my mouth without me realizing it.

Oh, why had she stopped? Felicia realized for the first time that she was really feeling it the alcohol, the thrill of the nudity. This was fine, she told herself. This was fun. Then it was Collins's turn. The blonde said nothing, just sighed and lifted up her sweater. Felicia couldn't help but notice the look of disappointment on Melvin's face when he realized the busty blonde was still wearing a plain white t-shirt. Finally, after yet another loss, Cedric stood, made a loud sigh, and lifted off his long sleeve shirt. His chest was broad, with little circles of hair around his nipples and a stripe from his belly button down to his... other parts. Felicia found herself appreciating his body

Boldly, she reached out to unbutton Melinda's blouse, desperate to explore her lover's body in return. Melinda shrugged out of her shirt and shimmied out of her skirt and panties, now standing nude before Zoe. She looked gorgeous, all soft curves and porcelain skin. Zoe drank in the sight hungrily before Melinda guided Zoe to the edge of the bed, her movements deliberate and unhurried. “Lie down,” she said, her tone gentle but firm.